Jesus

Jesus

by Lord R.e. Taylor

He was born of a poor family

In a Jewish town in a Jewish land

He grew up to preach the Gospel

Travelling the land helping people

Making miracles when He needed to

He became a very famous man

Called the King of the Jews

In the end He was murdered by a foreign land

After giving the world His body and blood

Yet, His teachings will never be forgotten

The memory of Him dying on the cross

His answering of so many prayers

Proves that He never truly died

And that His love still guides us all

© Poem – XXIX/XII/MMXXIII

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Untitled

Untitled

by Lord R.e. Taylor

So long ago

You were new and shiny

Boys borrowed you from Dad

A first date and a first kiss

And maybe more

© Poem – XXVII/XII/MMXXIII

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Venus

Venus

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I have never seen a woman like you

Created by the gods from flawless marble

Beauty placed upon beauty

Men were unworthy of you

They were only allowed to dream

Not even permitted to speak your name

But you defied the will of the gods

You became a goddess on your own

You showed the world how to love

You showed the world the true meaning of beauty

At last your name could be spoken…

Venus, Goddess of Love

© Poem – XXI/XII/MMXXIII

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December In Queensland

December In Queensland

by Lord R.e. Taylor

December comes

Always the same

Green trees

Scorching breezes

And the sounds of birds

Waves crash on white sand beaches

While sexy girls tan in the sun

Months of drought

A few hours of rain

And not a snowflake in sight

‘Such is life’ as Ned Kelly said

During December in Queensland

© XXI/XII/MMXXIII

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End Of The World?

End Of The World?

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The world has opened up

Cracks and fire on every land

Burning everything man ever made

No one could survive

Their souls fall to the gates of hell

Their screams mix with the smoke

But, they should never be mourned

They brought it all on themselves

Lies, murder, and savagery

Left unchecked to decimate everything

This is just God’s way to purify the world

Maybe He will bring back the Garden Of Eden

And try one more time to get it right

© Poem – XVIII/XII/MMXXIII

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Those Special Days

Those Special Days

by Lord R.e. Taylor

We waited for those special days

Decorating at a fever pitch

Everything had to be just right

Yeah, it may only last a few days

But, Santa and the kids will be happy

And that is all that matters...isn’t it?

© Poem – XVI/XII/MMXXIII

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Hey Old Man

Hey Old Man

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Hey old man

May I have a few minutes of your time

So much has happened in your life

Can you tell me your stories

I will promise you that I will listen

© Poem – XV/XII/MMXXIII

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A Cold Respite

A Cold Respite

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Hotter than the sun

Too hot for humans or animals

It happens too often

Some say it’s global warming

Others say it’s a cycle

No one is really sure

But in the end it doesn’t matter

A cold beer and some A/C

And winter is here again

© Poem – XII/XIV/MMXXIII

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I Apologise

I Apologise

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I apologise for the human species

You gave us so much when we were young

Beautiful trees, flowers, and clean waters

Sadly we never thought about it

We destroyed everything you created

You should have never had to watch us

As I said I apologise to you

We never deserved you or your blessings

© Poem – X/XII/MMXXIII

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Not Cloudy Or Sunny

Not Cloudy Or Sunny

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It’s just one of those days

Not really cloudy but not sunny

But I will not let it bother me

My friend is here with me

Together we enjoy our lives

Even if that means getting really close

Looking through the window

And seeing what the universe gave us

On a day which is not cloudy or sunny

© Poem – XI/XII/MMXXIII

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The Sound Of Bells

The Sound Of Bells

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Every hour

Every day of the week

I would patiently wait 

For a hundred special sounds

Echoing through the trees

And around every building

But in the last few years

Somebody changed the world

All of the church bells have been silenced

The hours pass without notice

Since then, life has not been the same

And it probably will never be again

© Poem – XII/VI/MMXXIII

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My Fear In Choosing

My Fear In Choosing

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Standing on the edge

A shaky precipice below me

Vast unexplored areas before me

Must I choose if I am safe

Is the ledge too small for me

Are the open lands too big for me

I may never know 

Or maybe I already do

I may be just too afraid to admit it

© Poem – XII/IV/MMXXIII

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Your Incredible Stories

Your Incredible Stories

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Every breath you take

Every word you speak

Tells a new incredible story

© Poem – I/XII/MMXXIII

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