Too Many

Too Many

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Too many live their lives

Scarred, beaten, and sometimes killed

Covering their pain with fake smiles

A few “accidents” leave marks

But their deepest bruises are never seen

© Poem – X/XXIX/MMXXI

 

 

The Last Autumn Tree

The Last Autumn Tree

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Autumn is half over

Less sun and cool weather 

Tree after tree fall asleep

Dropping their leaves

As the fall into a deep sleep

Yet one refuses its fate

Leaves cling to their branches

Fighting as hard as it can

It becomes a temple of red and gold

Remaining until the first snow falls

When sleep overtakes it

And it becomes like the others

Waiting for spring to return

When life begins again

© Poem – X/XXVIII/MMXXI

 

Standing On The Bridge

Standing On The Bridge

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The bridge isn’t that long

Walking to the middle

Every step is an eternity

He stands on the edge

Looking at the rushing water

As well as the sharp rocks below

Thinking about all the bad

He cannot find one good thing

All it would take is just one step

The bad would be washed away

And he would never be sad again

© Poem – X/XXVI/MMXXI

 

My Tiny Baby

My Tiny Baby

By Lord R.e. Taylor

My tiny baby

You want to be happy

With your own pet mouse

And the videos of you

All for you

My tiny baby

© Poem – X/XXIV/MMXXI

 

Time

Time

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Time was created by man

Setting when we do things

When we sleep or wake

When we eat

Even when we are born

And when we die

All recorded down to the minute

No one can hide from it

No one can escape it

All we can do is count it down

Make the best of what we have left

Before we don’t have any more

© Poem – X/XXI/MMXXI

 

Their Place

Their Place

By Lord R.e. Taylor

They met under a blessed star

Loving together for sixty years

Every night they shared a cup of tea

And a view of their paradise

When the end came, they were together

Holding hands and looking at each other

Their love showed as they took their last breaths

That was many, many years ago

And many people shared their paradise

But that table, those chairs, and their cups

They still look out and they wait

Looking for another couple so much in love

Another couple who will spend their lives together

Drinking tea and just being with each other

© Poem – X/XX/MMXXI

 

Purgatory

Purgatory

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I lost my body a while ago

I don’t know how long for sure

But I am stuck somewhere

I can see Heaven and I can see Hell

I stand in between the two

Not allowed to enter either place

So, I wander the world of the living

Seeing everything I used to enjoy

Even people I used to love

They keep them just out of reach

This place isn’t Heaven or Hell

It is so much worse

A punishment I built for myself

A prison I can never leave

© Poem – X/XIX/MMXXI

 

Backroads

Backroads

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I don’t want me no asphalt 

I don’t want me no concrete

I don’t even want me no bricks

This is my time away

And I only want me some red dirt

Let my tires know what down home is like

I don’t care where it goes

As long as there is some scrub

And a few crossroad towns

It is the place I want to be

My home away from everything

A place I could die a happy man

© Poem – X/XV/MMXXI

 

The Volcano God

The Volcano God

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Virgins sacrificed

Appeasing a god

For luck in battle

A good hunt or good life

© Poem – X/XIII/MMXXI

 

Perfection

Perfection

By Lord R.e. Taylor

God makes everything imperfect

Flaws are within all reality

Occasionally one perfect thing shows itself

A flower, a cloud, or a child

If you ever find it

Treasure it

Because you may never find it again

© Poem – X/XII/MMXXI

 

Seven Billion Dead

Seven Billion Dead

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Seven billion people dead

It only took a couple of years

No one could shed a tear

No one cared about warnings

Words were not meant for them

They knew better than everyone

So, they all surrounded without thought

Giving up to invisible soldiers

So now, seven billion people are dead

© Poem – X/X/MMXXI

 

The Need To Be Alone

The Need To Be Alone

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Whiskey is not helping

Neither is smoking weed

His problems are too deep

Kept inside for just too long

He needs something he cannot get

His heart tells him where he must be

A place where everything is left behind

He needs to find the end of the world

Maybe there he can find peace

© Poem – X/IX/MMXXI

 

A Billion Wishes

A Billion Wishes

By Lord R.e. Taylor

A billion points of light

Lighting the endless heavens

Each one made for you

Waiting to grant your wishes

All you have to do is ask

© Poem – X/IX/MMXXI

 

Their Endless Prison

Their Endless Prison

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Look around

A building beautiful in its time

Closed and hidden from the world

Still, it is filled with hope

And filled with despair

Mists show traces of past lives

Spirits wander the rooms

Looking for their bodies

Maybe just for a white light

Or maybe for anyone to know they are there

But for most that never happens

For them hour after hour

Year after year is always the same

They are trapped in a prison

Serving a sentence which never ends

© Poem – X/VI/MMXXI

 

October

October

By Lord R.e. Taylor

One month a year

Between September and November

Everything you want in 31 days

October is made for us

It is so sad if you ever lost it

© Poem – X/V/MMXXI

 

Planning For October

Planning For October

By Lord R.e. Taylor

October snuck in without a sound

Opening the thin veil

One which no one opens

The souls came into our world

Watching and waiting

Picking children to scare

And counting the days until October 31

The night when they can be themselves

Moaning and banging in the dark

Showing themselves just enough

Making the night a perfect memory

© Poem – X/IV/MMXXI

 

All Alone

All Alone

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Mom died not long ago

I know she went to Heaven

One time Heaven opened to me

I took the chance and looked

But I was there all alone

My mom was nowhere to be found

© Poem – X/I/MMXXI