Long Rimed Poems

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October Snow

October should have falling leaves
Instead of pelting flakes.
It seems like Mother Nature
Has been making some mistakes.

Perhaps she’s getting senile
And dementia’s taken hold,
So despite the date, she’s sending us
Some snow and ice and cold.

The hay rides all have been postponed,
The pumpkins rimed with frost;
And people who planned outdoor galas
Must feel double-crossed.

There’s nothing we can really do
If Mother Nature slips.
With any weather she doles out,
We have to come to grips.

And so today, I stayed inside
And watched the snowflakes fly;
When crazy rules come from above,
We might as well comply.
Form: Rhyme


A Narrow Road I

Walking on a narrow road 
leading no to where, 
wanting to roam 
with nothing in sight 
dark clouds drift 
across my path
slicing rays of sun 
warming my promised lands
bright dreams break 
cascade along the way 
fracturing falling across my face 
fighting my shadows 
dying into the gray of my days 
somewhere into the distance 
there is thunder 
deep and full of dread 
dread of what is coming
my light fades away 
a little at a time
walking a narrow road 
through darkness and light 
oppressive filling
my wells of deep divinity 
walking on the edge 
of the magnetic beast
walking into my depths 
my oblivion my infernal feasts 
full of dark things
running from the light 
the light of my sanity 
full of lumbering things
wanting, wasted, willowy things 
glow pale, aware
bone white brittle 
blood rimed eyes
my shadows run 
each a mark of history 
silver moonlight shines 
full of sorrow and symmetry
lost loves and dry things 
in the shadows of my inner sight 
I see black leather wings, eyes blind 
I stand and listen to the oncoming thunder 
seeing the figures lit by lightning 
flickering silhouetted 
behind my minds eye
made of sticks and bones lumbering 
a harbinger of things to come 
I am walking on a narrow road
at the edge of oblivion 
wanting to jump 
waiting to run nowhere to go 
as memory and pain comes

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