Christmas In July

Christmas In July

by Lord R.e. Taylor

July is nearly over

We had the 4th of July

Baseball and barbecued hotdogs

Girls in their skimpiest bikinis

All of the traditional July things

But now we have so much more

Christmas trees with sparkling lights

Stockings hung by the chimney with care

And the voices of carollers filling the air

But in the heat of a summer’s night

Santa Claus will be nowhere in sight

For he is taking his well-deserved rest

Lounging in the Bahamas, getting a tan

With a Coke and Cuban rum on his chest

So, you will not see him this July

One last thing before this ends

Santa says have a merry Christmas in July 

And hope that feeling never ends

© Poem – XXIX/VII/MMXXV

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The Southern Rocky Mountain Wolf

The Southern Rocky Mountain Wolf

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Once you were kings living in your millions

You and your kind ruled the mountains

A kingdom granted to you by your bravery

And the skills you held in your hearts

You were the apex of the apex of animals

But that was not long ago now

Almost one hundred years ago

The climate changed and pushed you out

And man killed you by the thousands

Sometimes for trophies or a bounty

Other times, just for the thrill of hunting you

You stopped running through the forest

Your howls went silent as the moon rose

The world had lost you to your extinction

But that may be changing now

Scientists are hoping that they can find you

To rescue you and bring you back to the world

Maybe you would be hiding in a small, isolated valley

Barely scraping by, at least you would still be alive

And the Southern Rocky Mountain Wolf

You may return to your proper place 

Ruling once again as the kings of the mountains

© Poem – XXVII/VII/MMXXV

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A Rock Is Not Just A Rock

A Rock Is Not Just A Rock

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Yes, my friend, it does look like a rock

But it could be so much more

All you have to do is look beyond

Let your mind wander just a little bit

Maybe that rock came to Earth long ago

Bringing with it the stuff of life

It may carry the bodies of the life it created

A record of a time before time itself

Possibly it traveled in the more recent past

Hitching a ride in the ice of a glacier

Cutting new lakes and rivers as it moved

Whatever its history was or whatever stories it has

It has been around for longer than anything else

And that means that you should not look at it as a rock

It is more than that

It is a part of us and always has been

And always will be

© Poem – XXVI/VII/MMXXV

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The European Street

The European Street

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It is a true beauty

A narrow European street

Lined by aged buildings

Some with tables and chairs

People in love are just staring at each other

Sipping wine and sharing a few kisses

Hundreds of flowers add their colour

Filling the air with their faint scents

And drawing in bees and butterflies

To make the scene a little more perfect

© Poem – XXIII/VII/MMXXV

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Too Much, Too Many, Too Few

Too Much, Too Many, Too Few

By Lord R.e. Taylor

This world has too many countries 

And too many people are living there

It has gotten to where hate is everywhere

People do not want to talk anymore

They just pick up their guns

Build their bombs in their basements 

Maybe hold a “peaceful” riot or two

Whenever someone gets hurt or killed

And the world is no better for it

Someday, maybe someone will stop

Long enough to get people to listen

There is nothing wrong with this world

Everything can be fixed with a few words

And a few good people to say them

© Poem – XXII/VII/MMXXV

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The Man She Loved

The Man She Loved

by Lord R.e. Taylor

A queen banished from the land she loved

She is still treated with the respect due her

Yet all she can do is watch out a window

Hoping to someday be allowed home

To walk among the people she treasured

And, once again, be with the man she loves

© Poem – XIX/VII/MMXXV

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Counting The Days

Counting The Days

by Lord R.e. Taylor

So many days have passed

Too many to count

Not that I would want to know

But the thing to remember

The more days behind me

The fewer there are ahead

But I’m not afraid of that last day

Maybe I will spend that day drinking

Or I may find another way to be in trouble

I can be sure of one thing: I will not sit around

I will not be sad or cry

And I will not allow anyone else to feel that either 

I have been here more days than I deserve

So, one more may be one too many

Or it may be one less,

And that may be too few

Who knows and who cares

After all, I might just need the rest

© Poem – XVIII/VII/MMXXV

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They Don’t All Work

They Don’t All Work

By Lord R.e. Taylor

If there was something dumb to do

He would be the one to do it

Sometimes it would be perfect

Other times, not quite

I guess this time it didn’t work

Because now I have to go see him at the hospital

© Poem – XV/VII/MMXXV

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That Will Be Our End

That Will Be Our End

by Lord R.e. Taylor

There are monsters roaming the streets

Created by the evil of the gods

Strengthened by the stupidity of man itself

They wander aimlessly

Killing anyone or anything that they find

They always look like the rest of us

So, most are unaware they exist

There is no way for us to ever stop them

We are merely their substance

That is our fate until the end of time

To be hunted and killed without hope

After all, we cannot beat the gods

And we cannot defeat man

Not as long as they work together 

And that will be our end

© Poem – X/VII/MMXXV

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A Kid Should Be A Kid

A Kid Should Be A Kid

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I know kids should be kids

Too many parents will not allow it

Be quiet whenever you are around

Don’t play too hard or get dirty

And above all, never ever smile too big

I feel so sorry for kids like that

They do not have parents

They have wardens and guards

I say we should just let a kid be a kid

That is what they were meant to be

Little monsters playing with their friends

Screaming and howling their heads off

Coming home so dirty, you don’t know them

But coming home with the biggest smile ever

If you cannot raise a kid that way

Please just don’t have them

They deserve parents so much better than you

© Poem – X/VII/MMXXV

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Always Tell A Story

Always Tell A Story

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Everywhere I get to

No matter where it is

There are stories

Some are told loudly

Screamed from the mountaintop 

Some are whispered

Barely spoken and barely heard

A few are lost to time

Never told or talked about

Every one of them is worth knowing

And being shared when it is possible

The good thing is if you do share one

It will never be the story you heard

But it may just be your story

And that would make it a bit better

© Poem – VII/VIII/MMXXV

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Be Your Real Self

Be Your Real Self

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Your mind works so hard

Maybe only being logical

Maybe you are always creative

But you definitely need a break

There is something you can do

Only if you can dare yourself

Take just a single moment

From a single hour in a single day

Shut down your brain and simply live

Scream as loud as you can

Dance and sing the way you want to

Be the person you are not allowed to be

You might just find out who you really are

And maybe, just maybe, you may like them

© Poem – V/VII/MMXXV

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No Card Is Needed

No Card Is Needed

by Lord R.e. Taylor

No card is needed

It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like

Where you come from or what god you worship

The books are there for everyone to read

All we ask is please bring them back when you are done

Every word we have here is a gift for all of us to share

© Poem – XXVIII/VI/MMXXV

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Allow Him To Speak

Allow Him To Speak

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Does he have something to say

Should he be allowed to say it

Maybe he should be censored 

Stand around without an opinion

He is told not to offend

Not to say anything against the world

But who knows what he could do

What he would do if he could speak

But he has been beaten down for so long

He may have forgotten what he had to say

And that would be a great loss for a hurting world

© Poem - XXIX/VI/MMXXV

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Nature Reclaims

 

Nature Reclaims

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Nature allows us to use its land

To build whatever we need

And whatever we want

But even after we get done

Nature does not like it abandoned

It will claw and fight to make its claim

Erasing everything we had done

Returning the land to what it was

Before we destroyed it

© Poem – XXIV/VI/MMXXV

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Her Magical Bundle

Her Magical Bundle

by Lord R.e. Taylor

She knows how much love you have

How long have you had a single wish

There are so many wishes just like yours

All want a baby of their own

Even with the crying, feeding, and diapers

It would be something to make your life magical

So, today she chose to visit you

The sweetest little bundle resting in her beak

Gently, she lowered it down the chimney

And your family was created to last forever

© Poem – XXIII/VI/MMXXV

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The Streets Of Atlantis

The Streets Of Atlantis

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Close your eyes

Relax and journey with me

Walk with me through the streets of Atlantis

Lost to us by savage time

Share with me the golden city

Watch the sun through the turquoise

As the people walk peacefully

This city should be a model for others

Full of peace, honor, and beauty

Sadly, what you are seeing is merely a dream

Created by your own imagination

Luckily, you may be able to return

All you have to do is close your eyes

Imagine that you are in paradise

And you will again be walking the streets of Atlantis

© Poem – XX/VI/MMXXV

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Grandpa Robot

Grandpa Robot

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Someone made you years ago

A moment of imagination

But you were such a cute little toy

There were no children around

So you found a place on the shelf

After some time you were forgotten

Many years passed without you

Until the next century started

You were recreated with a consciousness

Still, no one remembered you

The original little toy robot

The grandfather of the next generation

© Poem – XV/VI/MMXXV

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I Am An Opossum

I Am An Opossum

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I am not a rat

I have never been a rat

I will never be a rat

A rat is a rat

I am an opossum

A good animal to have around

I eat menacing pests

Never catching those nasty diseases

So, if you see me just say ‘hi’

And if you can just let me walk on by

I just hope that you remember

I am not a rat

I have never been a rat

I will never be a rat

A rat is a rat

I am an opossum

And I am your friend

© Poem – XVII/VI/MMXXV

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Juliet’s Balcony

Juliet’s Balcony

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Juliet has been gone for a long time

But she and Romeo are still images of love

Thousands of tourists flock to her balcony

Hoping she will give them the needed inspiration

Some say that you can still hear her voice talking to them

Offering them her blessings and hope in their lives

© Poem – XII/VI/MMXXV

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A Little Time Left

A Little Time Left

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Didn’t anyone ever tell you

You cannot stop time

It will continue no matter what

The universe has only given you so much

So many trips around the sun

So many ticks of the clock

Your time is nearly done here

So, accept what time you have left

And stop trying to fight it

Your remaining minutes will be better for it

© Poem – VII/VI/MMXXV

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I Hope To Tell You

I Hope To Tell You

By Lord R.e. Taylor

By the time you read this

I hope that I have worked up my nerves

I know that it has been way too long

And our lives have moved on

We have said maybe a dozen words to each other

But we have never spoken our truths

Now, perhaps it is time before you read this

I have never fallen out of love with you

Maybe these few words will change things

Maybe not, but I can always hope

Can’t I?

© Poem VII/VI/MMXXV

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What Her Smile Can Do

What Her Smile Can Do

By Lord R.e. Taylor

She spends her life wandering

She doesn’t know where she is

Where she has been

Nor where she is going

She knows that everywhere is special 

Every person she meets has a story

And her smile is the best greeting possible

That is why she is the way she is

She does not believe in conflict

She wants an impossible total global peace

It is just too bad that not everybody wants the same

But maybe she is right...it can start with a smile

© Poem – VI/VI/MMXXV

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Nature’s Protector

Nature’s Protector

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It is a magnificent sculpture

It can only be seen in moonlight

A temple created by the gods

To honor a world created for nature

Every branch, every leaf welcomes life

Protecting it from the world of man

© Poem – III/VI/MMXXV

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Things Happen

 Things Happen

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Things are always happening

Sometimes, very few things

Other times, everything breaks loose

It is those times when you do what you have to

It may not always be the right thing to do 

It may make everything worse than before

Then again, maybe it won't

It's impossible to tell until you do it

So, have a beer or two or maybe twenty

That way, no matter what the outcome is

You are in no way responsible for anything

Lucky you

© Poem – XXX/V/MMXXV

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Leave It Alone

Leave It Alone

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Its beauty took millions of years

Every leaf and every drop of water

Placed in its perfect spot year after year

Even with its history, the beauty is fragile

It would not take much to destroy 

Just one man with too much money

Wanting to make his mark on the world

Houses or large office buildings

Anything that would have his name

The rest of us must do something to stop him

Beauty like that scene must be saved

Treasured for what they are

Not for what they can be

© Poem – XXVIII/V/MMXXV

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Her Fairy Home

Her Fairy Home

by Lord R.e. Taylor

She placed the home on her wall

To keep her childhood fantasies alive

A place for fairies to live

To protect her from her dreams

© Poem – XXIV/V/MMXXV

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Not A Book Stop

Not A Book Stop

by Lord R.e. Taylor

After all of this time it is a piece of art

So many wise and talented people knew what to do

What keys to press to create a masterpiece

Please do not just look at the typewriter as a book stop

Give it all of the respect it deserves 

After all the book you are reading may have been typed on it

© Poem – XXIII/V/MMXXV

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She Ruled Nothing

She Ruled Nothing

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The kingdom was such a happy place

The king was a true leader

His people always came first

Then he died while sitting on his throne

At that moment, the throne turned from gold to black

The queen quickly ascended the throne

Casting the king to the side

Her evil spread through the kingdom

Within hours, her subjects suffered and died

And, with all of the good gone, she ruled nothing

© Poem – XXI/V/MMXXV

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Your Death

Your Death

by Lord R.e. Taylor

You died way too soon

Sleeping peacefully on an October eve

The night was too quiet

Then they came

Hunting down people who harmed no one

Shooting them again and again

Men, women, children, and even babies

It seemed that no one was safe

Awoken, all you did was sit up on your bed

The shots echoed through your house

One by one, each person was shot

You were the last one

As you died, the animals laughed

And an endless war began

© Poem – XXII/V/MMXXV

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Fears

Fears

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Everyone has fears

They could be ghosts flying around 

Noises coming from nowhere

Or that monster living under your bed

Even with all of those, you should not be afraid

All of your fears are nothing but dreams

Stories that your mind creates

And if you really think about it

What would your life be without dreams

© Poem – XX/V/MMXXV

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My Mother-In-Law

My Mother-In-Law

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I knew her for the longest time

We met and fell in love

Married and had a few children

Everything was perfect until that day

All hell let loose as soon as she stepped in

The door flew open and she began to yell

The kids were a mess and they were running around

The food just was not good enough

We didn’t make enough money

And yes, even the dog was too small for her

Luckily, she was not in the best of health

So, I went out to buy her a suitable grave

I found just the one to keep her mouth shut

So, when she does die I promise you one thing

My mother-in-law is not going to haunt me

That cage I bought will have her held tight

So, she can scream all she wants

I don’t think the worms will mind

© Poem – XVIII/V/MMXXV

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Differences

Differences

by Lord R.e. Taylor

This world is fantastic 

So many people wandering around

Most of them only know a few others 

But all of us are all somehow related

Look at other animals

One deer looks like all of the others

A dolphin looks like its neighbours 

But humans, we are all very different

Rarely do even two of us look alike

Most are fatter, thinner, taller, or shorter 

Brown hair, black hair, blonde, or ginger

Everyone as different as different can be

But that is what makes us human

We are individuals, and that is a good thing

It makes us who we are

And how could that be bad?

XVI/V/MMXXV

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