The Puppy

The Puppy

By R.e. Taylor

Can you please tell me

What did I do wrong

I was taken home with them

And given to their little girl

It was what they called Christmas

She was so very happy

That made me happy too

We played for hours

I really loved her

But one day I ate her shoe

I was just playing the way I learned

I got yelled at and spanked

I never got the chance to apologize

They put me in the car

I thought we were going for a ride

I always loved to go for rides

But this time they took me somewhere

And locked me in a cage

I heard the little girl crying

And I was also crying

But they left me there

Maybe someday I will be loved

I sure hope so

The Curse Of The Howl

The Curse Of The Howl

By R.e. Taylor

It comes from the night

Hunting without mercy

Looking for the weak

Preying on the innocent

With fangs and claws

It shreds its prey

Only eating the heart

The rest is left for the rats

So, when the moon is full

And the stars shine in the sky

Beware the howl of the wolf

For it may be hunting for you

And you will not stand a chance

You will suffer a painful death

And there is not a thing you can do about it

I Am An Artist

I Am An Artist

By R.e. Taylor

I am not crazy

I am not destructive

I create beauty

Just give me some paint

And an empty wall

And soon you will see art

No, I will not tag the wall

I will not write things

I will give you something to enjoy

So, if you have an ugly blank wall

It doesn’t matter where it is

Let me use it and see what I give to you

Beauty and maybe a smile or two

I am an artist and that is what I do

A Pretty, Pretty Rock

A Pretty, Pretty Rock

By R.e. Taylor

Rough stones buried in the desert

Long before history ever began

Hidden away from everything

They became very special

Finally dug up by brave humans

They are cut and polished

Their inner beauty is brought out

But, inside the stones is so much more

Maybe a galaxy or a universe

Either way the beauty is unearthly

And it is so magical that it transcends time

Possibly it surpasses all reality

Most likely even far beyond that

But we just love it for what it is

A pretty, pretty rock

Guardian Angel

Guardian Angel

By R.e. Taylor

Angel stand guard

Be ever aware

So many waiting souls

Trying to enter Heaven

But temptation is around

The Devil wants his due

And his demons wander

Checking the souls

Looking for the lost ones

The ones you cannot protect

So, God sent you down

To watch over the dead

Making sure they are safe

Making sure they are protected

Making sure they make it to the gate

You are important to them

And everyone, even the living

As a sign of hope and faith

Perspective

Perspective

By R.e. Taylor

Life is just perspectives

In what you see

What you think

What you say and what you hear

Everything is perspective

All it takes in one minor change

Maybe a step to the right or left

Or the way is a word is pronounced

That could change everything

So, when you think, see, hear, or speak

Remember what you experience

May not be what is really there

It is just a matter of perspective

Mother’s Anger

Mother’s Anger

By R.e. Taylor

Mother Nature is angry

She is tired of us thinking we know best

The we know how to stop her cycles

And reverse the way she has run the planet

Her plans for us have been going forever

Heating and cooling again and again

And the planet never thought of dying

It actually became stronger every time

So why should a few big mouths ruin things

She isn’t going to listen to them

And maybe it is better if she doesn’t

After all, Mother always knows best

Smell The Meadow

Smell The Meadow

By R.e. Taylor

Sometimes in life

Stopping to smell the roses doesn’t help

You may need more

You may need to go to a place

Where a million flowers bloom

Filling the air with a sweet scent

Strong enough to affect you

In ways that you may not expect

Negativity may leave your soul

And life may become worth living

So don’t just smell the roses

Find a meadow and smell another world

And leave your negative world behind

Crossing The Bridge

Crossing The Bridge

By R.e Taylor

What is on the other side

No one has gone over there

Is there no sense of adventure

Is there no curiosity left

Kids used to love a thing like that

Finding out the unknown

Exploring new worlds

Just to see what was there

Of course, most times was nothing

But sometimes you found magic

And even if you didn’t

You had some good stories to tell

So, why won’t anyone cross that bridge

Maybe the young don’t need stories anymore

But they are still nice to have around

Just in case

Her Heaven

Her Heaven

By R.e. Taylor

It started the day she was born

Her father took her to the bench

Showing the Sun, the beauty of his little girl

They went every night

Sometimes just sitting and watching

Other times telling secrets and dreams

Sixty years later her father was long gone

So, she goes alone to sit on the bench

She tells her father how her day went

And what she thought dreamt and wished

Now, she no longer sits on the bench

No one has sat on it in years

But she is remembered there

A bronze plaque sits in her favorite spot

Sometimes you can still see her

Talking to her father and watching the setting sun

She must still be happy on that bench

It must be her Heaven

Spring Is Coming

Spring Is Coming

By R.e. Taylor

In all of the cold

The snow and ice

And the falling on your ass

It is hard to remember

There is another world coming

With a warm sun

Maybe rain and fog to walk in

And all of the colors filling the gardens

That should give you the hope you need

And maybe you can forget winter

And the bruises on your bum

It’s only months away

So, bundle up and wait

It will be worth it

Hidden You

Hidden You

By R.e. Taylor

Everyone sees you

No one sees the real you

You are hidden behind a mask

One that you created long ago

Maybe it was to protect you

Maybe it was to hide you away

Someday your mask may fall

The face paint will fade away

And you will be finally revealed

We may get to know you

We may get to know how you feel

And what you think

Until then we will still see you

And only when you are ready

We will see the real you

The best you there can be

I Really Don’t Want To

I Really Don’t Want To

By R.e. Taylor

I know of a door

Everyone does

It takes you to your future

And everyone passes through

I really don’t want to

My future scares me

Will it lead me to happiness

Or a life worse than it is now

It may lead to Heaven or Hell

I will not pass through

I really don’t want to

Under The Weeping Willow

Under The Weeping Willow

By R.e. Taylor

She waits and waits

It has to be perfect

Frogs croaking in the lake

Crickets chirping in the forest

And a warm sun

Not too hot and not too cool

It is just the right day and time

And she found the perfect place

Under the boughs of a willow

There she writes her poetry

Her stories and her songs

And it is the place where she dreams

And travels to so many different lands

And, when the time comes

It will be the place she is laid to rest

In Your Eyes

In Your Eyes

By R.e. Taylor

You have always been so strong

It’s doubtful you ever shed a tear

Everyone so admires you

But when we look in your eyes

There is a you we don’t know

Someone who has seen bad times

Been beaten down by life many times

Only to fight your way back to your feet

Your fighting is done

Your life has gotten better

So, live your life and be happy

You deserve it

© 2019 Shadowlight Publishing

A Strayan Chrissie

A Strayan Chrissie

By R.e. Taylor

The warm sun is shining

Breezes coming in from the Coral Sea

Snags on the barbie

And XXXX in the esky

It is a day to go to the beach

Swim in the cool waves

Trying to avoid the stinging jellyfish

Or just lie beneath the swaying palms

And watch all the people there

Chrissie in Australia is different

Unlike anything you may know

After all, Chrissie in a winter holiday

And you don’t go swimming

That is unless you have an Aussie frame of mind

With that, everything is normal

Even a sunburn on Chrissie

A Puppy’s Dream

A Puppy’s Dream

By R.e. Taylor

You found me at the pound

Cowering in a cage

I was not sure what my life would be

But I knew that something was happening

Something magical

I could see it in your eyes

But I could never have imagined it

I share your bed every night

We go for hours at the doggie park

And I eat half of your devon

What more could a puppy ask for

Nowhere Is Somewhere

Nowhere Is Somewhere

By R.e. Taylor

Nowhere

Is somewhere

No one around

No cities

No noise

Only the sound of my breathing

The thoughts I won’t share

And memories of you coming from my heart

I could live my life in nowhere

Just knowing that I am still breathing

Thinking my thoughts

And that I still have you in my heart

I doubt I would never need anything else

I Ain’t Going

I Ain’t Going 

By R.e. Taylor

I don’t know who you are

I don’t know what you are

But I think I know what you want

I have heard of you

Pretty much everyone has

You know I have met you once

On the day I was born

I was not scared of you then

And I am not scared of you know

So, just leave me alone

I will call you when I am ready

But, right now, I have too much to do

And even more I have to say

I think you should just go to Hell and wait

Because I ain’t going with you today

And I am not going with you tomorrow

The next day is a maybe

But that is up to me and you have no say

You can just kiss my arse before then

Cause, I ain’t going

What A Book Can Offer

What A Book Can Offer

By R.e. Taylor

What can you do in a book

By turning page by page

Reading every word

You can become whatever you want

Do thing that you can only imagine

You can fight a war

See every land you can think of

Become a dragon rider

Or fall in love with a princess

All you have to do is turn off the electronics

Stop playing the games which fill your life

Just buy a book and see what you can find

You may just be surprised

Just One Snowflake

Just One Snowflake

By R.e. Taylor

It has been a long time

But the memories are still clear

Waking up on a December morn

Squinting as your curtains opened

Just to admire a new blanket of snow

So pure and virginal, never disturbed

It was so totally beautiful

But that was many years ago

Now there is palm trees and high heat

Christmas trips to the beach

And roasting snags under the bright sun

How I pray for just one single snowflake

I watch the skies and my hopes fade

No snow again this year

God, I miss seeing just one snowflake

Just Think For Yourself

Just Think For Yourself

By R.e. Taylor

So many rules

Too many opinions

Everyone saying something

No one ever says the same thing

Sometimes it changes once a day

Sometimes a hundred times a second

But it never stays the same for long

What is right

What is wrong

Nobody knows

But everybody tells you

Should you listen

Should you ignore them all

The answer to those are yes

Do both and make up your own mind

That's the right way to be

Informed yet independent

I Am Who I Am

I Am Who I Am

By R.e. Taylor

I am tired of my life

I don’t like who I am

I do not want to be human

I do not want to be a man

I do not want to be old

So, I dug deep in my heart

Thinking about what I truly am

Through all the dreams and thoughts

Only one thing came to me

It was the one thing that I always loved

And it was what I wanted to be

So, now I do not identify as me

I am not a human and I am not male

I am a violet and grey unicorn

So, please accept me for who I am

Or just bugger off