Bossy Kitty

Bossy Kitty

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I know that you know that I know

You think it is time for sleep

My food dish has been empty for ten minutes now

I am hungry and I do not care what you say

You will get out of bed and fill my dish

After all, that is why I allow you to live here

photo thanks to dorafilms.com 

© Poem – XI/XXIX/MMXXII

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My Grandpa

My Grandpa

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Grandpa loved the porch

Especially that old chair

Drinking his beer

Telling his stories

God, I miss him

© XI/XXVII/MMXXII

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Your Mind Knows

Your Mind Knows

by Lord R.e. Taylor

When words do not work

The mind looks for something

A way to bring sense to things

Sometimes a field of darkness

Other times a world of color

No matter how it may struggle

Or what kind of walls it may see

Your mind knows what is best

And how to make things better

After all, that is what it was made for

Pic from vectorstock.com

© Poem – XI/XXVII/MMXXII

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Secrets

Secrets

by Lord R.e. Taylor

We only speak in secrets

All they hear is tweet, tweet, tweet

When I am telling you that I love you

Feelings just for you

© Poem – XI/XXIII/MMXXII

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Journey Of Love

Journey Of Love

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I am sorry I was so drunk that night

I never even heard that front door close

But, in the morning it was clear that you were gone

At that moment I remembered a promise I made

If you left I would find you no matter where you went

So now I am on an endless journey to love you again

Photo thanks to cnbc.com 

© Poem – XI/XXII/MMXXII

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Bad News

Bad News

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Someone said something to me today

I never expected to hear such news

I cannot cry since it would do no good

There is no one who would understand

So, I will just sit and take time to prepare 

And maybe find myself some peace

© Poem – XI/XXI/MMXXII

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The Perfect Gift

The Perfect Gift

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Here Mommy

I looked all over

Turned so many over

Rejected so many more

But, I finally found it

The perfect gift

For the perfect Mommy

© Poem – XI/XIX/MMXXII

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I Am From Earth

 I Am From Earth

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I am not an American

I am not an Australian

I belong to no nation

I do not honor any borders

I am not a man nor am I a woman

I am no color yet I am every color

Nor would I want to be

I am just one of seven billion

We are all citizens of this lonely planet

Members of a human species

All the same tiny creatures

In the same tiny universe

Too bad we all can’t remember that

© Poem – XI/XVIII/MMXXII

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The Death Of Good Radio

The Death Of Good Radio

by Lord R.e. Taylor

What happened when AM died

Were you supposed to die too

Yes, although you were still pretty to look at

All of that music your DJs used to play

The stories you shared every night

And the history you told the world about

All of that is now long gone in the winds

Killed by new technologies which locked you away

But to some of us who remember those days

You are the only true radio there ever was and ever will be

© Poem – XI/XVIII/MMXXII

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Your Perfect World

Your Perfect World

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Being a writer has its benefits

If you look out at your world

How things have become recently

You do not have to worry or cry

Just sit down and write yourself a new one

One without all of the problems

Make it the way you want it to be

There are infinite worlds within your mind

Just pick the best parts of all of them

And make it somewhere to be proud of

After all it may be the perfect place for yourself

You just don’t know it yet

© Poem – XI/XIV/MMXXII

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A New Orleans Girl

A New Orleans Girl

by R.e. Taylor

She was born in New Orleans

In a brothel on Bourbon Street

Raised to serve every man

Each one paying for all she was

But all in all she survived

She thrived and became better

No longer used by the male species

She now uses them for her pleasure

Just as she should

© Poem – XI/XIII/MMXXII

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King Tut

King Tut

by Lord R.e Taylor

Dead over three-thousand years

The young king still lives

Immortalized in gold and jewels

He is admired and worshiped

By millions of new followers

© Poem – XI/XI/MMXXII

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Black Widow

Black Widow

by Lord R.e. Taylor

She has earned her name

So many men

So many deaths

With no emotions

She thrives

A black widow by name

A black widow by action

With a lot of men left to go

© Poem – XI/X/MMXXII

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Thirty One Million Seconds

Thirty One Million Seconds

by Lord R.e. Taylor

You only get so many seconds

Given to you the minute you are born

The clock ticks on and on

But you never hear it

Sometimes your seconds may disappear

Taken away by things not of your doing

Told that you only have thirty one million seconds left

Ignore the time that they say you may have left

You should continue to live as you have

Make every second count and die a happy man

© Poem – XI/X/MMXXII

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Her Wooden Shroud

Her Wooden Shroud

by Lord R.e. Taylor

A goddess of a thousand years

Her face and body covered in a wooden shroud

Yet she can see what the world has become

But she cannot yell out a warning

She can only watch as her world slowly dies

Her tears flow down the grain of her tomb

A single tear for each of her innocents lost

She suffers in her total silence

An endless curse welcoming the Armageddon

© Poem – XI/IX/MMXXII

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Facing The Storm

Facing The Storm

by Lord R.e. Taylor

You have a warrior’s heart

Facing down the storm

Knowing the dangers to come

© Poem – XI/VIII/MMXXII

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Demon In A Dress

Demon In A Dress

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Born on Halloween

She is walking darkness

A demon in a dress

She is here

© Poem – XI/VII/MMXXII

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A Scary Sunday Dinner

A Scary Sunday Dinner

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It was Sunday once again and she knew what that meant

A special family dinner with broccoli, beans and usually fish

Those hated foods which scared her nearly senseless

So she covered her eyes in fear and hope

Maybe her mommy would finally change the menu

And, at last, she could eat with a smile on her face

© Poem – XI/VII/MMXXII

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Photo thanks to happybaton.com.hk 

 

The Call Of The Siren

The Call Of The Siren

by Lord R.e. Taylor

When did you come out of your myths

Do your songs still echo across the water

Drawing sailors in from their journey

How many have you killed

In your world of pleasure and death

© Poem – XI.V/MMXXII

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Photo from:

https://instagram.com/naveen.selvan?igshid=MDE2OWE1N2Q= 

 

Just Chill

Just Chill

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Life continues on

Stress and work

Seeing the glass half full

Sometimes it gets to be too much

Families can be strained

At one point it can all be too much

Then may become a need to escape

Leave life behind for a bit

Find a quiet park somewhere

Grab a spot under a very old tree

Enjoy the shade and the peace

And maybe smile just one more time

Before life starts again tomorrow

© Poem – XI/II/MMXXII

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