Your Hidden Treasure

Your Hidden Treasure

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Everyone has a treasure

Hidden somewhere

Often it is no larger than a spark

Barely able to be seen

Unless you are looking for it

Even so it may just take a second to find it

But it may take days or even months

Sometimes it will be gone for years

But never lose your faith

That treasure was always yours

And rest assured that it always will be

© Poem – XIX/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

It Ain’t Happening

It Ain’t Happening

by Lord R.e. Taylor

So many voices

From all over the world

Warnings repeated

But the authorities ignored them

Ignored the terrorists coming in from other lands

Ignored the man and his son

And the four guns they had

They also ignored the explosives

Luckily, they were not used

Fifteen people died that day

Thirty-eight people were wounded

The shooters even killed a ten-year-old girl

All because the authorities didn’t care

The time has come to change things

Make people pay attention

And do something to keep people safe

Because it sure ain’t happening now

© Poem – XX/XII/MMXXV

LRET

Dedicated to the souls lost and those wounded

at Bondi Beach.

 

The King’s Exit

The King’s Exit

by Lord R.e. Taylor

A doorway exiting the castle

Ancient, when the land was still young

You can imagine the king

Stepping from his only sanctuary

Leaving his world and all his people

To whatever fate has planned

He does not look back

His kingdom was great at one time

Now it is no more 

Both it and its people

Destroyed and left to rot with time

While he lives in paradise

© Poem – XIX/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

Magical Bees Of Oz

Magical Bees Of Oz

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Some say they are real,  

Others say imagination.  

No one has ever seen one—  

Yet they are bees, after all,  

Drifting through the garden,  

Touching every bloom they find.  

Still the legends echo, year by year:  

The rare blue bees of Oz.  

Magical, beautiful,  

A secret part of nature.  

Fake or not, they deserve our wonder—  

For they are so impossibly cute.

© Poem – XVII/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

The Endless Valley

The Endless Valley

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Walk down the endless valley

No roads or pathways there

Not even the faintest animal trail

Trees so thick that there is no forward or back 

No right or left that you can see

The sky will be non-existent 

No sunlight could ever get through

Eternal night is your blessing and curse

Someday, you may find the end of the valley 

But you know that you cannot celebrate 

You still have to find your way back 

© Poem – XIV/XII.MMXXV

LRET

 

Tears From The Future

Tears From The Future

by Lord R.e. Taylor

You came from the future

We know you have seen everything

The good things that we have done

And all of the bad things too

You are not here to warn us

Not that we would ever listen to you

So you just watch us and cry

But believe me we have cried just as much

We know all that we have lost

Let’s hope that you learn from us

And the next generation will not cry for you

© Poem – XV/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

Love Lost To The Moon

Love Lost To The Moon

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Once each month, he stands in the light—

The silver cast of the full moon.

He lifts his gaze to its eyes,

And prays, and weeps, yet does not move

From that sacred place, he knows.

He remembers only one truth:

On a night just like tonight,

He kissed the first love of his life,

Promising forever.

But that was the night she left him,

Her last breath dissolves into light.

Now he prays to join her there,

In the moon’s eternal glow.

And every night he pleads,

But the moon only lets him wait—

As he has waited,

For fifty long years

© Poem – XIII/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

The Natural Garden

The Natural Garden

by Lord R.e. Taylor

In the beginning, God created a garden

A place where all life began

Ever since that day a long time ago

People have created gardens

Working hours or even their lifetime

Just to make everything look perfect

Flowers, trees, and beautiful statues

Everything their hearts want to have

Still, sometimes the most beautiful is not quite right

Forests located far away from people

Where only nature and God make the design

May those gardens last forever

We cannot afford to lose their natural beauty

© Poem – XII/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

Breslau: Her Home

Breslau: Her Home

by Lord R.e. Taylor

More than a hundred years ago

A young girl and her family lived in a city

It had a history that went on forever

The wars had finished covering the streets

Disease was the new curse for the people

But that little girl lived as normally as possible

Even though she left when she was six years old

She had very fond memories of her hometown

Even now, after more than one hundred years

When her town of Breslau is now Wroclaw

I can still look at pictures and see my mom

Running through the Square with her folks

Being someone, I wish I could have known

Laughing and having fun just like a normal kid

All while living in a land so far away

© Poem – X/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

Mielikki

Mielikki

by Lord R.e. Taylor

You are a warrior

You are a saviour

You are the protector of the forest

The animals may live and breathe

Safe to be the beings they are

Plants can be green and fertile

Spreading throughout the woods

Believe it or not humans do venture in

They admire your work

And most do nothing to harm it

Mielikki, warrior and saviour, 

Protector of the green and wild, 

Temple of breath, temple of leaf, 

We praise you, we love you, we keep you

© Poem – IX/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

A Night To Remember

A Night To Remember

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The music is so beautiful,

Written for a night just like this.

Two people from different worlds,

By chance in the same place,

At the exact perfect moment in time.

Their hands barely touch,

Yet both of them feel it

Something unspoken between strangers.

Yes, the night will eventually end,

Perhaps with a kiss,

Or maybe only a few quiet words.

But either way,

It will be a night to remember.

© Poem – VIII/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

I Am So Cute

I Am So Cute

by R.e. Taylor

I know you had a hard day

I can see it in your eyes

You woke up too late

Had to rush without breakfast

And you probably didn’t have lunch

Now, you know that takes a toll on you

You came home and saw me

I know that I am just so cute

So, you can just relax and pet my belly

I am pretty sure that will make you smile

I know I will smile if you do

© Poem – VII/XII/MMXXV

LRET

 

The Bible

The Bible

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Someone so long ago

Sat at the lake shore

Reading the Bible

He sat silently, reading the words

No one bothered him

He was there as the clouds moved in

Looking at the clouds, he prayed to his God

Then, when people looked over again

He was gone

The only thing left was the open Bible

It was open to Psalm 40

Elders say that the Bible is still there

All of these years later, it can still be seen

Touched by neither wind nor storms

It is still open to the words of God

And the blessings that they bring

© IV/XI/MMXXV

LRET

 

Be Proud

Be Proud

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Stroke by stroke

The colors appear

They may look random

People will not understand

They will look at it

Many will say ‘what the hell’

Others may just walk past

A few will probably like it

But it does not matter

Every color and every stroke

They came from the beats of your heart

You watched your baby grow

And it turned out perfect

You should be proud

Just as any parent should be

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV

LRET

 

Laugh At Me

Laugh At Me

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I may be slightly crazy

Laugh at me if you want to

Because I laugh at myself

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV

LRET

 

Forest Fires

Forest Fires

By Lord R.e. Taylor

It could be miles away

Or it could be around the corner

There is no way to really know

But the horror is there

And its blackness is there to see

It takes animals and people

Tearing them from their homes

Sometimes, even taking their lives

But they will come year after year

Mother Nature sees to that

Burning more and more each time

Someday, maybe forest fires will be gone

Then there may be no more smoke

Perhaps no more lives are lost

And maybe no more trees are left to burn

© Poem – III/XI/MMXXV

LRET

 

The Meadow

The Meadow

by Lord R.e.Taylor

A beautiful meadow at sunset

Peaceful beyond anything you could ever imagine

A place to be reborn

© Poem – II/XIII/MMXXV

LRET

 

Fishing

Fishing

By Lord R.e. Taylor

I do know you're there

I am here every week

Rain or shine doesn't matter

You are brilliant

I know that

No one has ever seen you

But we all know you are there

I will make a promise to you

A promise you have heard forever

But my bad luck cannot be bad all the time

And your good luck will have to end

But please do not worry, my nemesis

I will not harm you, and you will live

Just let me brag that I caught the monster fish

And you can go from myth to history

© Poem – I/XII/MMXXV

LRET