Friday, September 6, 2019

The Girl In The Shoes



The Girl In The Shoes

I didn’t even have to see her
Just the clicking of her heels
And the glint of red from her shoes
I saw her so many times, but I never met her
Her looks and her attitude always scare me
I am not sure by they did but they did
So, I sit and watch her walk by me
And up to the chair where she drinks her wine
She only drinks a glass i\or two before she leaves
And my heart leaves with her
She will never know how I feel
But I don’t care
I will love her forever
Even if I can never tell her

Wednesday, September 4, 2019

Don’t Believe The Mirror



Don’t Believe The Mirror
By R.e. Taylor
@ 2019 Shadowlight Publishing

Every day it’s the same thing
Stop at a mirror and stare
Looking for new grey hairs
Or a new wrinkle or two
If you don’t find any
You look closer and closer
Never quite sure if you see them or not
Then the make-up comes out
And your real face disappears
I just watch in amazement
Watching you change before me
Don’t you know that every wrinkle
Every grey hair on your head
And every little imperfection
They make you unique and so beautiful
It’s just too bad that you can’t see it
But, I can and so can everyone else
So, try one day just being you
Because you are beautiful beyond belief

Monday, September 2, 2019

Mates



Mates

Everyone learns one lesson
There will be times when you need to talk
Your Mom and Dad won’t do it
Neither will any of your friends
Even if you’ve known them forever
They are just not the ones to talk to
You need that one person
A brother from another mother
A sister from another mister
Someone who shares your soul
And has shared your fears and tears
They will always be your true mates
Watching your back and caring for you
Just as you would always do for them

Friday, August 30, 2019

Heroes Are Not Born Anymore



Heroes Are Not Born Anymore
By R.e. Taylor
© 2019 Shadowlight Publishing

You were a hero
Fighting for your country
Hopefully you made it home
And married the girl you loved
A house with a white fence
You had two children
Your dream was complete
Now your children are grown
They wear black masks
Attacking people and America
Searching for anyone to like them
Or a safe place to hide
When someone calls them a name
Or even disagrees with them
God forbid that America need your courage
It cannot be found in the new generation
They are way too busy crying in a corner
I guess you’ll have to fight for them
At least until the grow a pair



Thursday, August 29, 2019

Bye, Bye Brain Cells



Bye, Bye Brain Cells

I do not know how many
Brain cells I had when I was born
I figure it was quite a few

I learned a lot and remembered it
But now, after so many years
Listening to so many stupid people
Watching way too much TV
And a lifetime of Dr. Pepper
I know I have some left
I had already forgotten your name
My address and phone number
And how to shave in the morning
Spread out through the universe
Making them harder to find
My last remaining few will keep me going
Reminding me to pull up my zipper
To eat my creamed spinach
And not fart too loudly in public
I won’t miss the ones who are long gone
Now, if I could just remember what I was saying


Tuesday, August 27, 2019

A Children’s World



A Children’s World 

Never look badly at a child
Even if they say something incredible
Like they can walk through doors
Or becoming invisible at dinner
They are not limited by physics
Nor by the rules which grown-ups live by
They see magic and ask why not
We look at magic and say impossible
Children are a new and amazing species
Gods and goddesses unlike any before
They see the world as it should be
Limited by only wishes, dreams and magic
It is so sad that we teach that out of them
But maybe they are right
We can walk through walls
All we have to do is believe

Monday, August 26, 2019

He Missed So Much




He Missed So Much

He was tired of waiting
His body hit the age before him
His eyes lost their shine
Now they were lifeless
Just ebony plates on a grey sea
The body he used to do everything
Arms and legs which were once steel band
Now he strains when he lifts them from the table
Staring, his eyes miss so much
The worse is that he will never see a child's smile
But when he realized what he was missing
A fast death so many years before
That could have the best thing
If only knew then what he knows now
Or at least had an idea of what was come


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