Colourful Girl

Colourful Girl

By Lord R.e. Taylor

She doesn't want to be normal

To be known as sensible

There is nothing she won't do

No joke, she will not tell 

To her, insanity is normal

Normality is insanity

When she dies, she has one request 

Find the brightest, gaudiest outfit around

Add some glitter and rhinestones 

And bury her face down with her ass in the air

Maybe a small sign with an arrow

Showing people where her ass is

So they can all kiss it for her

© XI/IX/MMXXV

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The Power Of Diana

The Power Of Diana

By Lord R.e. Taylor

There was a young witch

Meditating alone in the moon’s silver light

Learning the powers of Diana

© Poem – XI/IX/MMXXV

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Clay And Time

Clay And Time

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Ceramics have been around forever

Made to store food or alcohol

Just plain with no decorations

Then that all changed

Stories and pictures were added

Making the ceramic pieces of art

Over the centuries, everything has evolved

Ceramics became something new

Bright colours on brilliant designs

Items made to be simply pieces of beauty

Those old containers are still features

But even they don’t compare to the modern day

Which will not compare to ceramics of the future

We can only wait and see what comes next

I am sure that we will be surprised

© Poem – X/IX/MMXXV

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An Outdoor Market

An Outdoor Market

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It is like another world

Hundreds, maybe thousands of people

Gathering every weekend

Trying new food or eating their faves

Searching for the treasures they always wanted

Or maybe finding things they never thought of

Many times, buskers provide entertainment

Playing songs that people love and dance to

It may appear to be another world

But honestly, an outdoor market may be the best of ours

© Poem – VII/IX/MMXXV

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Be Ready To Play

Be Ready To Play

by Lord R.e. Taylor

There is a cool breeze from the north

The. unbearable heat is blown away

So many things must end

Their time is long past

But there is no reason to hide indoors

The outdoor world still wants you

And wants you to be comfortable

Maybe you can lose your tee shirts

Get your sweaters out of storage

And don't forget your long pants

Then just go out and enjoy yourself

You aren't going to have a lot of time left

Before the snow comes and keeps you home

© Poem – VII/IX/MMXXV

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The Rivers, Our Future

The Rivers, Our Future

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Watching the rivers

Keeping track of the water

Is it flowing as it should

Are the yearly floods coming

We know what we have to do

It has been done for five thousand years

And it will be done for five thousand more

They knew what worked

So far advanced for their time

We have to learn everything from them

It is the way they thrived

And it is how we may thrive

Unless we think we are smarter

Then we will all most likely die

And we would deserve it

© Poem – VII/IX/MMXXV

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Careful What You Say

Careful What You Say

by Lord R.e. Taylor

We all have a voice

Loud enough to be heard

Our words can sting your ego

Or they can make you laugh

Sometimes it doesn't matter what is said

Maybe not even who was the one who said it

It all depends on when they are told

One day, it can be safe to speak

On other days, you may end up in jail

It all depends on those in charge 

So, keep your head down and your mouth shut

At least until tomorrow 

Then who knows

© Poem – V/IX/MMXXV

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October Is Coming

October Is Coming

by Lord R.e. Taylor

October is coming

Maybe sooner than expected

Children are getting their costumes

Parents are getting candy

And Dad is eating half of it

Pumpkin spice will be long gone

Pumpkin pie will be the new thing

For those of you old enough to remember

Maybe Snoopy will find his target

And the Great Pumpkin will rise again

So will the dead and their spirits

Led into the open by a million bats

Making it the perfect night 

To have a good night of trick or treat

© Poem – IV/IX/MMXXV

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Things I See

Things I See

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I love the things I see

Most of them are not there

I know that

Maybe but I am not sure

It is probably the booze

Or maybe the joints I smoke

But whatever it is or was

It sure as hell is fun

Please do not let them know

Do not interrupt my friends

They are just chilling

The same as me

© Poem – III/IX/MMXXV

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Her Wishes Help Others

Her Wishes Help Others

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Her life is based on Wishes

So many that she has lost count

Some made on wishbones

A few made in wishing wells

More on the first star she sees

Yet she is never greedy

Always wishing good for others 

Do they know what she had done

No, she does not want them to know

She does not want their thanks

Their smile is all she hopes for

And that is. not too much to ask for

© Poem – III/IX/MMXXV

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Uncle Beary

Uncle Beary

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Uncle Beary will be back

He went to get a picnic basket

Searching all of Yellowstone

Trying to find someone not watching

He may come back with only one

He may come back with a dozen

Ranger Snyhte may be up his butt

So, he may never get back

But that is fine with me

I have my own picnic baskets

That is, unless he finds them

Then I may miss him

Just a little bit

© Poem – XXI/VIII/MMXXV

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River Of Life

River Of Life

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Watching the river

Keeping track of the water

Is it flowing as it should

Are the yearly floods coming

We know what we have to do

It has been done for five thousand years

And it will be done for five thousand more

They knew what worked

So far advanced for their time

We have to learn everything from them

It is the way they thrived

And it is how we may thrive

Unless we think we are smarter

Then we will all most likely die

And we would deserve it

© XXX/VIII/MMXXV

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All Alone

All Alone

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Am I a prisoner

No

I love the way I live

Away from everything

I hate people

And I hate the world

Please do not come to me

Please do not talk to me

Please, just leave me alone

© Poem – XXIX/VIII/MMXXV

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Love And Thorns

Love And Thorns

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It has such beautiful petals 

With dangerous thrones

Offered as a sign of love

But used as a sign of death

Roses can be everything 

And they can be nothing 

A perfect living paradox

Given to an imperfect species

© Poem – XXIX/VIII/MMXXV

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The Magic Of A Willow

The Magic Of A Willow

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I have one special memory

Lying with you on the lake shore

Watching the sun twinkle

As it flickered between the tree’s leaves

A gentle breeze makes the weeping willow magical

Dancing movements choreographed long ago

Never copied by anything else

To me, they are signs of unending love

Given to me and my future wife

To cherish as long as we both shall live

© Poem XXVIII/VIII/MMXXV

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Too Young To Die

Too Young To Die

By Lord R.e. Taylor

So long ago

It was a far different world

It was safe to be a child

You could attend school 

Go to your church

Or just play outside

You would feel perfectly safe

No one decided when it was time to die

Now you cannot do these things

Not without worrying if you would get home

It is a sad world when there are daily death counts 

Telling how many died, where, and when

Almost like getting sports scores

One thing, it all has to stop

Kids should not have to think of death 

And may they never have to see it

© Poem – XXVIII/VIII/MMXXV

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Dedicated to the lost and wounded

of Annunciation Catholic Church

in Minneapolis on August 27th, 2025

and all of the children murdered so often

 

The Man She Loves

The Man She Loves

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Every night she passes the same place

A restaurant down on 58th Street

She can only smile as she looks in

Such delicious food being served

So many happy people

And the man she loves is serving the people

© Poem – XXVIII/VIII/MMXXV

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Most People I Know Think That I’m Crazy

Most People I Know Think That I’m Crazy

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I love the world I have created,

The people and places I have found.

Finally, I can be who I really am,

Not normal like everyone else.

I am crazy, I know that,

So does everyone I know.

Maybe that is why I love every one of them.

No matter what happens in our lives,

I can be the lunatic I want to be,

And they can be crazy right beside me.

If you think that you lead a better life,

Just leave us all alone and we will do the same.

Maybe we will wish you all the luck,

While we talk to our dog.

© Poem – XXVII/VIII/MMXXV

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Kid Playing

Kid Playing

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Allow a kid to play

Please let them make a massive mess

They will clean up...maybe

© Poem – XXVI/VIII/MMXXV

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The End

The End

by Lord R.e. Taylor

He took his final breath

Covered with the brown dirt he loved

He turns back into dust

© Poem – XXV/VIII/MMXXV

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Another World

Another World

by Lord R.e. Taylor

There is a place

It only takes a few steps

And a few minutes to get there

But by taking that path

You step back nearly twenty thousand years

Into a world of glaciers

Mastodons roaming wild

And humans were barely more than animals

The thing is, it is not a different world

That is the world we all came from

A world we still have a chance to see

It only takes a few steps

And a few minutes to get there

© Poem – XXIV/VIII/MMXXV

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Miss Universe

Miss Universe

by Lord R.e. Taylor

My cat Princess is wonderful.

That day, she watched Miss Universe on television

Saw the world’s most beautiful woman

You could see it…she thought she was the most beautiful

She donned her most beautiful gown

And that night, at least for me 

She became the true Miss Universe

© Poem = XXIII/VIII/MMXXV

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She Herself

She Herself

By Lord R.e. Taylor

She was always careful

Don't be too stupid 

But don't think too much

She should find something

Something that makes her heart beat

Maybe makes her think creatively

Just something to shake her a bit

But she has to be herself

And this is the best she can be

© Poem – XXIII/VIII/MMXXV

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That Car

That Car

By Lord R.e. Taylor

That car

It has been sitting so long

Covered in dust

And hidden by hay

No one knew it was there

The owner died decades ago

Doubtful if it had been seen since

Someday someone will find it

Hopefully, their hearts will find love

And the symbol of a whole generation

It will finally see the light of the sun again

They may take the time to fix it up

Bring back the beauty it once had

And get the motor roaring the way it used to

If given the chance, it will rule the streets

Just the way it did before it was lost to time

© Poem – XXII/VIII/MMXXV

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Those Two Chairs

Those Two Chairs

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Those two chairs have been there forever

My grandmother and grandpa used them

Sharing the evening sunset’s light

Holding hands and loving each other

They were there looking at each other when their time came

So, those chairs still remain as a tribute to their love

© Poem – XXII/VIII/MMXXV

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Life In The Mountains

Life In The Mountains

by Lord R.e. Taylor

What would it be like

If you lived in the mountains

Breathing the cleanest air

Sunshine unfiltered by smog

Endless hours walking through nature

No loud noises would ever be heard

And the solitude you always wanted

What would it be like

If you lived in the mountains

It would be a life you always wanted

But a life that you could never imagine

© Poem – XX/VIII/MMXXV

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My Van

My Van

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I saved every penny since I was a kid

Looking for just the right van

Twenty thousand dollars later

I was driving my perfect conversion van

The back roads I drove on were not the best

But my new weekend home got me to paradise

© Poem – XX/VIII/MMXXV

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Summer’s Death

Summer’s Death

by Lord R.e. Taylor

If you listen to the world

You may hear a weakening heartbeat

It is still rhythmic and almost musical

But it is softer than it has been in a while

Yes, you know what that means

Summer is beginning to give up its life

However, it is a great mistake to mourn

You still have a few days left

Party, swim, do whatever you like

Soon, that heartbeat will stop

The leaves and flowers will die

And the endless snow will come

But do not allow yourself to be sad

In nine months, the heartbeat will start again

And summer will show you how to live

© Poem – XIX/VIII/MMXXV

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My Aphrodite

My Aphrodite

by Lord R.e. Taylor

My life was always so normal

A path predetermined by breeding

All it took was meeting you

Then my path began slowly fading

Twisting and turning right before me

So many pathways all around

Leading to places I never expected

The strange thing was that you were not with me

You had disappeared into the maze

Leaving not a single trace to follow

Still, somehow I knew the way

I knew where true love was hiding

The path I was supposed to follow faded away

And my life was made better the day I met you

So, I searched and searched for a long time

When I finally found you, you appeared as Aphrodite

The perfect woman

And the only woman I wanted to spend my life with

© Poem – XIX/VIII/MMXXV

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Choice

Choice

By Lord R.e. Taylor

You ask for a choice

Right or left

Up or down 

You demand an answer

Does it matter what is said

My choice is always wrong

So why do you ask

Especially when you do not want to know

How about you make it easy

Don’t ask for a choice

That would stop so much pain and save a lot of time

And maybe just maybe, prevent most mental illness

© Poem – XVIII/VIII/MMXXV

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The Writer’s Curse

The  Writer’s Curse

by Lord R.e. Taylor

This is a warning 

A condition all of us have

One that every writer fears

It will come to you someday 

And there is nothing you can do

Try sitting down at your keyboard

Type in just one or two words

Your mind will shut down

Your fingers will freeze where they are

And you may start to cry a bit

But do not worry it is not fatal 

Just chill and drink a bottle of Jack

Watch some really bad television

And do NOT think about those two words

Give it a week or two...maybe a month 

Then sit down at your keyboard and try again

If you write an entire sentence, you are cured

But if you only do two words

Get the Jack, turn on the TV, and forget about everything 

Hopefully, that will work for you

But remember, there is always Jack and TV

If you ever need them

© Poem XVI/VIII/MMXXV

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Cartographer Of The Stars

Cartographer Of The Stars

by Lord R.e. Taylor

There are millions of stars 

Those are just the ones we can see 

But there are many more 

Lost to time and the universe 

Each one is a long-lost dream 

Or a love which went missing 

However, at one time, they shone brightly 

But there is a single man A

A cartographer of the stars 

He listens to ancient echoes 

Tracing invisible constellations 

Having his life’s mission ahead of him 

He tries to preserve what time tried to erase

Something mankind doesn’t know it needs

© Poem – XV/VIII/MMXXV

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Our Forever Love

Our Forever Love

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The first time I saw you

More than fifty years ago

Back when we were both kids

We really didn't know life

And the things it held in store

But we knew in that moment 

The two of us were meant to be together

Years later, the Fates twisted for us

Yet, I believe that our love never died

The Fates could not take that away

Neither one of us would allow that to happen

Now, in the rare times I look into your eyes

My heart still skips a beat or two

And I feel the love of that first moment

It comes flooding back over me

And I love you all over again

© Poem – XV/VIII/MMXXV

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The Old Stone Path

The Old Stone Path

by Lord R.e. Taylor

An old stone path

Leading into the distance 

So many have walked across

Some came back, others didn’t

Nobody knows what happened

And no one ever asked

All that is said is that it is magical

A place of wizards and fairies

Wishes, hopes, and prayers 

They are all read and granted

And no one is ever left wanting 

All at the end of the old stone path

© Poem – XIII/VIII/MMXXV

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