She Is The Music

She Is The Music

By Lord R.e. Taylor

She is such a special girl

She sits alone, but she is never alone

Her music stays with her always

Coming from her father’s old Walkman

Through a pair of her favorite headphones

The music becomes a part of her

Each note travels to her fingers

Coming out as a new poem or a new story

Or maybe a princess is a witch’s palace

Something only she can fully understand

But, that is who this girl truly is

She is the music and the music is her

© Poem – VIII/XXXI/MMXXII

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The Girl Death Loved

The Girl Death Loved

By Lord R.e. Taylor

She was the loneliest woman alive

But Death craved her soul

He wanted her for her beauty

But the rules said that she was free

So, the moment she died

No one mourned for her

But Death loved her so much

True, he could never have her

But he could never let her go

He carved her image onto a wall

A special place where she always sat

Death’s tribute to the girl he loved

© Poem – VIII/XXX/MMXXII

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Unbridled Creativity

Unbridled Creativity

By Lord R.e. Taylor

So many bright, intense colors

Almost creating a sensory overload

Even with that it is thoroughly beautiful

A true tribute to the owner

An unbridled creativity

So rare in a concrete and glass world

© Poem – VIII/XXIX/MMXXII

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Yelling In The Fog

Yelling In The Fog

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The forest gives you time and space you never had

The ability to climb on to an ancient rock

Yell as loud as you can into the morning fog

Then wait for someone to answer back to you

Either God or a lost spirit, someone will answer

And you will know that you do truly exist

© Poem – VIII/XXIX/MMXXII

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A Brand-New Woman

A Brand-New Woman

By Lord R.e. Taylor

You were always a colorful girl

Tie dyed shorts and flowered tops

Always finding new ways to not fit in

You made one final trip to the chemist

Fifty dollars and ten boxes of hair dye

And, after the longest day ever

Then a new you was created

More colorful and more beautiful

A brand-new woman for a brand-new world

© Poem – VIII/XXVII/MMXXII

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Foggy Night

Foggy Night

By Lord R.e. Taylor

As the evening air cools

The fog rolls into the cities

Covering them in thick gray shrouds

Hiding all of those who have secrets

Protecting those who need protecting

But then the light of day comes in

Warming the air and revealing all

Secrets are brought to light

The unprotected have to fear

And the world becomes a little less safe

At least until comes another foggy night

© Poem – VIII/XXIV/MMXXII

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I Dream Of You

I Dream Of You

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Every night I wished about the same thing

I did not think it would ever come true

It all started when I was a child

Maybe eleven or twelve years old

I saw your picture in a magazine

And at that moment I fell in love

You only lived a year but my dreams are forever

Someday I am sure my dreams will come true

I will finally have my 1956 Thunderbird

And my life will be complete

© Poem – VIII/XXIII/MMXXII

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Changes

Changes

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Things change

They appear

They disappear

Some stay

Most go away

It cannot be easy

It may not be hard

You just must watch

Watch it all and wait

Remember one thing

Soon it will be done

And you will see

Your world changed

Nothing is the same

There is nothing you can do

So, just accept it all

And wait until the next time

© Poem – VIII/XXII/MMXXII

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Three Whispered Words

Three Whispered Words

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I love looking into your eyes

Seeing the life within you

Feeling you breathing against me

Our hearts beating as one

As we feel the warmth of love

But to hear your softest whisper

Saying those three words only we share

That makes my heart beat faster

My mind to only think about you

And my love for you to grown ever more

All from just three whispered words

© Poem – VIII/XXII/MMXXII

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Fight Old Age

Fight Old Age

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Old age is something everyone gets

But do not go gracefully into that night

To begin with don’t listen to the normal people

Always do everything you want to do

And become whoever you want to be

Just make sure that you are you and just you

© Poem – VIII/XX/MMXXII

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Twelve Silver Hearts

Twelve Silver Hearts

By Lord R.e. Taylor

One day in school

Twelve children gone

Twenty-four parents mourned

Hanging twelve silver hearts

One for each lost angel

© Poem – VIII/XIX/MMXXII

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Eva

Eva

By Lord R.e. Taylor

More than thirteen million years ago

In the instant when time began

God looked and said that he needed perfection

A woman more beautiful than any other

He worked and laboured harder than ever before

So many tries came and went

Finally he found the perfect woman

Beautiful, loving, and someone so rare

She was born sometime to a normal family

But she grew up and she never knew

She was God’s most perfect woman

And He named her Eva, the giver of life

And she finally found true love

And God was happy in Heaven

Eva found the life she deserved

She found her happiness

and she found out who she really is

Eva, the world’s most perfect woman

© Poem – VIII/XVIII/MMXXII

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Magical Flowers

Magical Flowers

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The flowers bloom in a special place

A special place for special flowers

A land of fairies and pixies

In their magical gowns

Made from God’s special flowers

© Poem – VIII/XVII/MMXXII

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A Driver’s Life

A Driver’s Life

By Lord R.e. Taylor

They left at sunrise

Driving so many miles

Alone except for their radio

And the voices of other truckers

Their lives are saved in eighteen wheels

In the road which lies beneath them

But when the sun finally sets

And their trucks are finally put away

They sleep a peaceful kind of sleep

Knowing that their wheels will soon turn again

They live the lives of truckers

And for them there is no other life

© Poem – VIII/XVI/MMXXII

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The First Kiss

The First Kiss

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It can happen in just a few minutes

Or it can seem to take forever

All it takes is two people who met

Brought together for some reason

Their hearts beating in the same rhythm

Not a word has to be spoken

Just a look or a feeling is all it takes

A first kiss bringing them together

The two become one in that moment

And their love will become legend

© Poem – VIII/XVI/MMXXII

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Be Creative

Be Creative

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Are you afraid in your own mind

Scared that no one will like your stuff

Terrified that someone will say you suck

You know that you have a talent

It us the time to finally show who you are

Do not ever pay attention to anyone

They do not know you or how you think

So, be the you who you know you are

Just be creative and show what you can do

They may not like it but so what

As long as you like it it is the masterpiece you wanted

And it is the masterpiece the world deserves

So be creative and be you

© Poem = VIII/XIII/MMXXII

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A Blessed Temptation

A Blessed Temptation

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Who is responsible

Are they God’s creations

Something to tempt us

To draw us into a life of sin

Or were they created by man

Just for enjoyment and getting fat

Especially with a hot cup of coffee

Either way they were created for us

A temptation to end all temptations

And a blessing to any who eat them

© Poem – VIII/XI/MMXXII

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Love Before We Met

Love Before We Met

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It was not too long ago

We were just strangers

Not even knowing the other existed

Then there was a moment of magic

I got to see images of you

Every picture of you was beautiful

I could not believe that you were real

We said hello in the middle of the night

Speaking every moment we could

Thinking of each other with every breath

When we fell in an everlasting love

And the universe knew it was changing

All in the moment we became a blessed couple

© Poem – VIII/X/MMXXII

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Someday, Someone, Somewhere

Someday, Someone, Somewhere

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Why should we listen

No one listens to us

They have the guns and tanks

We have nothing at all

Not even the power of our voices

If we ever do try and speak out

We are hounded and hunted

Thrown into deep dark prisons

No trial to argue our point

They make sure we are just gone

But someday someone somewhere

Someone will say things they cannot deny

And their rule will become just a footnote

Lost to a mightier voice

The voice of the people

© Poem – VIII/IX/MMXXII

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Paradise Lost

Paradise Lost

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Isolated in a pine forest

Peace and relaxation

Untouched by man

Too bad it has been found

Paradise lost

© Poem – VIII/VIII/MMXXII

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Your Beauty

Your Beauty

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Given the beauty you show

Your skin as flawless as a perfect diamond

A smile which makes the flowers jealous

Eyes which hold every star in the night's heavens

And the personality only angels may have

Someone somewhere knew what they were doing

Giving us a woman the world has never seen

A woman that the world will never see again

However, we are blessed now to have you

And I am blessed to be the man you love

Photo by slava_kushvalieva

© Poem – VIII/VII/MMXXII

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Man’s Last Creation

Man’s Last Creation

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It has been a lifetime

The last time we all shared a fear

Countries on the edge

Leaders puffing up their chests

While their people hide in fear

All it would take is just one word

Or even just a wrong thought

A planet surrounded by a blinding light

Millions of mushroom clouds rising over every land

Screams of the dead and the dying

At last darkness settles after a violent second

And we will all be gone

No tears left for anyone or anything

Taken away by man's own creation

Photo from shutterstock.com

Poem inspired by Eighth Day by Hazel O’Conner

© Poem – VIII/V/MMXXII

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A Quiet Stream

A Quiet Stream

By Lord R.e.Taylor

Just a quiet stream

Drifting silently through life

Not bothering anyone

It is just there

© Poem – VIII/IV/MMXXII

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It All Comes Down

It All Comes Down

By Lord R.e. Taylor

She has faced so much

Too much for someone like her

Far too much for someone so young

But it was only a matter of time

One last pain in her heart

One more thought no one should have

One last decision she will ever make

It all comes down to a moment she doesn’t regret

A last breath released as she falls

Surrounded by cooling water

Her pain all slowly disappears

And so does she

© Poem – VIII/VI/MMXXII

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Our Perfect Beach

Our Perfect Beach

By Lord R.e. Taylor

When we were little, we lived down at that beach

Playing games and running around and being friends

I even fell in love with you laying on the sand

And we shared our first of a million kisses in the waves

It always has been the most special place for you and me

Now finally, it is the perfect place for me to propose to you

© Poem – VIII/III/MMXXII

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Image thanks to tumgir.com

 

You Are Special

You Are Special

By Lord R.e. Taylor

You have something about you

Could be a look or a talent people enjoy

Or it could be something you cannot see

But others cannot not notice

It is that which makes you you

A uniqueness only you have

A part of you that you should treasure

The same way everyone treasures you

© VIII/II/MMXXII

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Passing Seasons

Passing Seasons

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Another month has passed

A set number of days

Timed lived as it passed

Experiences made memories

Memories made to last forever

Maybe they will become stories we share

But we do have to say goodbye

Time keeps marching by

Even if we want it to stop for a time

There is a new month starting

With a whole new life to live

Loaded with new memories and stories

© Poem – VIII/I/MMXXII

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