The New Land

The New Land

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Now I am there

No idea where

Yes, it is scary 

I really had no idea

It is not my world

Not from my imagination

Who created such a place

Why did they make it

No one will tell me

But maybe the land isn't real 

Maybe it is far too real

I may never figure it all out

If I do, I may not want to know

Or maybe I just won't care

© Poem XII/II/MMXXVI

LRET

 

Ode To A Modern Aphrodite

Ode To A Modern Aphrodite

by Lord R.e. Taylor

How can any words describe her

So many have tried and failed

Poetry, songs, stories, and pictures 

Nothing fits her perfectly

Her eyes and smile are mystical 

Her skin appears to be the purest ivory

Not even the smallest flaw can ever be seen

She evokes powers deep within her

The ability to make people smile

And they fall in love without hesitation 

But all of their love is unrequited 

Such is the life of a modern Aphrodite 

A woman every man wants

But no man may ever possess

© Poem – X/II/MMXXVI

LRET

 

The Isolated Garden

The Isolated Garden

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Acres and acres of flowers

Touched but the Sun

Watered by cool Summer rains

And blessed by a traversing Moon

They grow without making a sound

But their petals reach for every cloud

Waving loving greetings as they float by

So many birds know each flower

Friends they share with bees and butterflies

The best thing is that no human knows this place

They have not stomped on the flowers

Nor have they picked them for home decor

And no concrete monsters are seen

This may truly be the last place flowers can live

All we can do is ask the Universe to keep it safe 

And hope the answer comes soon enough

© Poem – IX/II/MMXXVI

LRET

 

Changing Future

Changing Future

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Bit by bit, the world changes

What was just a dream a few years ago

Now is a new reality

Things not known in our history

Things everyone thought were insane

We now use it in our everyday lives

And we never even think about them

Maybe when our great-grandkids are grown

They will look back on us as primitives 

No more than how we think of cavemen

The bad thing is that is what we think now

We look back at a few generations

And we think about how primitive  they were

So, I guess we will deserve it

© Poem – VIII/II/MMXXVI

LRET

 

A Message To My Momma

A Message To My Momma

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Momma, I know you do not know me

We have not met yet

But I already know you

I can hear your voice when you talk

Your heartbeat is like music

A song that only I can hear

But I do know your thoughts

I know that you never wanted me

Momma, I know that I will be a good girl

You will always know my love for you

I may be the woman who cures cancer

So, please Momma

Do not go through that door

Please, Momma, give me a chance to live

I may end up being the love of your life

If only you can allow me to take my first breath

And give me the chance to be who I am

© Poem – VI/II/MMXXVI

LRET

 

Remnants Of Salem

Remnants Of Salem

by Lord R.e. Taylor

So many people died from hatred

Convicted by stories told

None true but all believed

Some men, but mostly women

Tortured endlessly by the church

Always trying to get a confession 

Murdered if they told the truth

Murdered if they lied

No one stood a chance against them

They were always found guilty

And burned in the holy fires of God

A fire, which may have been a hidden blessing

It stopped the pain of all the Innocents

And made the holy people happy at the same time

Thank whoever may be watching us

We stepped beyond barbaric religions

And now no one gets burned

But the torture still continues

© Poem – IV/I/MMXXVI

LRET

 

My Smart-Ass Dog

My Smart-Ass Dog

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I watch my dog carefully 

He is a smart ass

Just plops down on the floor

A second later, sound asleep

And always in the worst spot

Always needs a walk when it's raining

Or worse yet, when it's snowing 

He just seems to know

I lose half of my meals to him

Or he drools all over my legs

And it doesn't matter, the spicier the better

But he doesn't share his sirloin and gravy with me

Yeah, he is a real smart ass

I would not give him up for anything in this world

© Poem – III/II/MMXXVI

LRET