Wagon Wheels

Wagon Wheels

by Lord R.e. Taylor

You see tire tracks

Look beyond them

History is there for you

Horse pulled wagon wheels

Hauling settlers to new lands

Setting up the world you know

All you have to do is look

And remember

© Poem – XXVI/V.MMXXIV

LRET

 

My Grandma

My Grandma

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I remember my grandma’s house

Spending so many hours with her

She always had that one special chair

No one but her was allowed to use

She always told stories of life in the old world

And I would listen to every word

Trying to imagine what she went through

I would always bring her her favourite foods

None of which was allowed

Her favourite though was her veal breast

Cooked in her kitchen from the 1940s

But that was my grandma’s life

She kept the best from her past

And I was happy to have seen it all

At least for a while

© Poem – XXV/V/MMXXIV

LRET

 

The Woman Of The Cemetery

The Woman Of The Cemetery

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Outside an isolated cemetery

A lady walks through a foggy night

Always the same night...May Seventh

She never moves from her path

Always looking straight ahead

She can speak but she has no voice

Even the birds and animals are silent

She is never seen for too long

As you pass and maybe look back for her

She becomes part of the fog

And goes back to her world

Wherever that may be

© Poem – XXI/V/MMXXIV

LRET

 

My Flame Is Out

My Flame Is Out

by Lord R.e. Taylor

The candle was lit the day I was born

It’s light never faded

Lasting as long as I have

It has seen me through so much

Every bad time and every good time

But now that candle’s light has died

I do not have the body or soul  any longer

So, just as the last wisps of smoke leaves the candle 

I leave my world behind for all of you

I wish you luck with it

© Poem – XVIII/V/MMXXIV

LRET

 

הדגל המרופט

הדגל המרופט

על ידי Lord R.e. Taylor

חסידי דוד

הם חיו בארץ הזאת לנצח

באמצעות עינויים, רצח ואונס

הם צעדו דרך חולות מגואלים בדם

נלחמים כדי להגן על החיים היקרים להם

גם היום נמשכים הפיגועים

אנשים מבחוץ לא יכולים להתנגד להיסטוריה

שריפת תינוקות ונשים

הרג אנשים והריסת ערים

עם זאת, חסידי דוד

הם לא פשוט ישכבו

הדגל שלהם עלול להיות מרופט וקרוע

אבל נשמת ישראל לעולם לא תמות

XIV/V/MMXXIV

לרט

Translation from Google Translate

 

Tiny Paradise

Tiny Paradise

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Ten foot by ten foot

It is so tiny

Still, I love it

My little piece of paradise

A lot of sun and fresh air

The waves in the background

I know I am finally home

© Poem – XI/V/MMXXIV

LRET

 

In The Drawer

In The Drawer

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Everyone has that one drawer

It was your grandma’s

Then your mother had it

And now you are the blessed one

You have never seen inside of it

Not even imagined what was in it

No one has in a very, very long time

All you know is that it is a treasure

Your grandma and mum took a look

Someday you will too

You will not have a choice

And you will see something spectacular

A complete history of what makes you you

And what makes you special

© Poem – VII/V/MMXXIV

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We Will Never Behave

We Will Never Behave

by Lord R.e. Taylor

My mom always said to behave

She raised us as young ladies

I guess we never listened

We became the strange ladies

The ones everybody talked about

The one who forgot how to behave

So we live our lives without limits

Realising life is too much fun

And that we can never ever die

Because God does not want us

And the Devil is afraid of us

After all, we might just take over

© Poem – XXX/IV/MMXXIV

LRET