Writer’s Block

Writer’s Block

by Lord R.e. Taylor

So many ideas rushing around

Swirling in my mind

They block everything else out

Even my thinking about sleeping

So, the night goes on, ending with morning

Still, my mind is working overtime

Trying to make sense of the senseless 

Finally, I sit down with my keyboard

I start my next novel

The masterpiece I have always wanted 

But only one word comes out

Not even that great of a word

The word “A” appears on the screen

Then my mind goes blank

Not a single idea in all that empty space

A tear forms, and a decision has been made

So I share my shortest poem ever

I hope you all like it, because that is all I have

At least for the next few days, when I try again 

Maybe then I will find a second word

Who knows 

© Poem – XXII/VI/MMXXVI

LRET

 

The Abandoned Mailbox

The Abandoned Mailbox

by Lord R.e. Taylor

There's a mailbox out on Route Ten

No one knows it is there

Cars do not pass by anymore

The road was abandoned years ago

But that mailbox is still alive

Holding one last letter from 1943

The names can no longer be read

Time took them away long ago

All you can read is that date

No one knows what the letter says 

It could be a soldier coming home

Or a soldier killed on a field in France

It might be better for us not to know

And let the stories write themselves

© Poem – XVI/VI/MMXXVI

LRET

 

The Real Reality

The Real Reality

by Lord R.e. Taylor

How are we supposed to know

What is truly real

What vision is completely man-made

Or maybe a vision made by a machine

The things they tell us could be real

Or it could be a story created to be fake

Things we see are the same way

A person could be a person

Or a bunch of pixels made by a computer 

It is too bad when we have two worlds

One real and one electronic

And we cannot tell the difference

Not that it would make any difference 

Both realities are pieces of crap

So please don't believe either of them

And make up your own truth while you still can

© Poem – XVI/VI/MMXXVI

LRET

 

Best Memories

Best Memories

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Just the two of us

In the place where we met

The salty smell of the ocean

And the rhythm of the waves

Everything is the same as forty years ago

When we shared our

first words

And our first of a billion kisses

Under the light of a tropical sunset

The beach is mostly silent

But we never noticed

Even after so long, we hear our own music

Music that no one else will ever hear

We dance our most romantic dance

And in that moment, we promise our love 

Not only for the next forty years

But for all time and beyond

© Poem – XIV/VI/MMXXVI

LRET

 

Stars Of Love

Stars Of Love

By Lord R.e. Taylor

So many points of light

Lighting the night sky

Balls of fire billions of miles away

Are we the only ones with our own star

Created to give life to our little rock

Life which covers every inch

But it is possible we are all alone

That God didn't create anyone else

Surely every point of light has a planet

And more than a few hold life

They may not look like us

But they are also God's creations

Family we never knew existed

But family we should try to meet

At least that way we would not be alone

And the universe may become a bit smaller

© Poem – VIII/VI/MMXXVI

LRET

 

Damp And Dewy On An April Morning

Damp And Dewy On An April Morning

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It was such a hard week

Way too much to do

No time to just relax

Even sleep was lacking

But Saturday morning came

Quiet and peaceful

Even stepping outside was paradise

Every blade of grass shone like a diamond

Tiny drops of springtime dew

Stepping off the porch I forgot

That week no longer mattered

Every drop took away another memory

And, at least for a while

I was happy

And I was in Heaven

© Poem – VII/VI/MMXXVI

RET

 

Your Time Left

Your Time Left

by Lord R.e. Taylor

The minutes are going faster

Months are nothing but blurs

And years are non-existent

The older you get

The faster the time flies

You know that most of your time is over

The time ahead gets shorter every day

So, no matter how fast time flows

You should live your life minute by minute

And you should try to enjoy each one

Sadly, they will run out before you know it

© Poem – II/VI/MMXXVI

LRET