Mystery Walks Poems

Who was she ...
The one who walks
drifting out and in?
A haunting beauty, 
pale, porcelain - like.
As solemn as the
ever silent night. 

Partaking of
this twilight, cloudless.
It's...

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When a poem speak in confidence

That is how I walked the street of Brooklyn
me, a poem of mystery,  a bite senility
 in my sensate...

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She walks the valley holding a black rose
as she searches for her lost love,
they were together for a long time,
frolicking throughout the night in their...

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As he walks on by, 
leaving you to wonder.


Walking home on a Saturday night, I saw a spaceship flying so high.
I tipped my hat and...

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Jungle people talk about a spirit in a mask,
who walks through the jungle,
without moving any single blade of grass,
or causing a ripple in a river,
as...

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A child I was and nothing more,
When first I gazed upon the sea,
I wandered here along the shore,
A-dreaming all the things to be,
When life was...

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She walks among the shadows of my house
Barely even there – quiet as a mouse
She has never said a word
At least none that I heard
She’s...

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I know a man,
only by his heart,
I read his words,
my eyes can't part.
He holds such mystery,
yet gentle inside,
he comforts me,
and each tear I cry.
Soothing words,
come...

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I toil sweaty on a deck among peers
a score of equals sweating slaving away
under a baking sun, salt clearing sinuses,
blood streaming through pipes, singing in...

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She walks in whispers and leaves in mystery
hear her call but I must resist temptation
her ivory voice of silk and compassion
leaves me staggered in contemplation

oh...

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