The Bible

The Bible

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Someone so long ago

Sat at the lake shore

Reading the Bible

He sat silently, reading the words

No one bothered him

He was there as the clouds moved in

Looking at the clouds, he prayed to his God

Then, when people looked over again

He was gone

The only thing left was the open Bible

It was open to Psalm 40

Elders say that the Bible is still there

All of these years later, it can still be seen

Touched by neither wind nor storms

It is still open to the words of God

And the blessings that they bring

© IV/XI/MMXXV

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Be Proud

Be Proud

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Stroke by stroke

The colors appear

They may look random

People will not understand

They will look at it

Many will say ‘what the hell’

Others may just walk past

A few will probably like it

But it does not matter

Every color and every stroke

They came from the beats of your heart

You watched your baby grow

And it turned out perfect

You should be proud

Just as any parent should be

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV

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Laugh At Me

Laugh At Me

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I may be slightly crazy

Laugh at me if you want to

Because I laugh at myself

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV

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Forest Fires

Forest Fires

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It could be miles away

Or it could be around the corner

There is no way to really know

But the horror is there

And its blackness is there to see

It takes animals and people

Tearing them from their homes

Sometimes, even taking their lives

But they will come year after year

Mother Nature sees to that

Burning more and more each time

Someday, maybe forest fires will be gone

Then there may be no more smoke

Perhaps no more lives are lost

And maybe no more trees are left to burn

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV

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The Meadow

The Meadow

by Lord R.e.Taylor

A beautiful meadow at sunset

Peaceful beyond anything you could ever imagine

A place to be reborn

© Poem – II/XIII/MMXXV

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Fishing

Fishing

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I do know you're there

I am here every week

Rain or shine doesn't matter

You are brilliant

I know that

No one has ever seen you

But we all know you are there

I will make a promise to you

A promise you have heard forever

But my bad luck cannot be bad all the time

And your good luck will have to end

But please do not worry, my nemesis

I will not harm you, and you will live

Just let me brag that I caught the monster fish

And you can go from myth to history

© Poem – I/XII/MMXXV

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Heaven’s New Angel

Heaven’s New Angel

by Lord R.e. Taylor

She wants to get away

Leave it all behind

Her life was all pain

Without a hint of love

Darkness gave her hope

No one could find her in the shadows

No one could abuse her anymore

There, she had one friend

A man without a face

All dressed in the darkest black

He comforted her

Offering her the happiness she never knew

And wiping away her tears

He knows that one day he will help her

And Heaven will have itself a new angel

© Poem – XXIX/XI/MMXXV

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