Autumn Fire

Autumn Fire

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The time is coming

Just about a month away

Cooler breezes and shorter days

Most flowers have come and gone

And the trees become balls of flame

Reds, yellows, and gold

Brightness beyond imagination

Nature creates such beauty

She wants us to have a last hope

A couple of weeks to remember what we had

And think about what we will have again

But we will have to suffer for an eternity

Just until spring comes around again

And it brings all the lost life back with it

A happy day for all of us

 

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When I Die

When I Die

By Lord R.e. Taylor

When I die

I do not want a funeral

Nor do I want a casket

Or anyone to mourn over me

Just find an abandoned crypt

Way, way away from everyone

A place where no one ever goes

Just leave me there to spend eternity

Me and my ghost alone forever

Just the way I want it

Changing Reality

Changing Reality

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Reality is so fragile

Always changing

Anything can cause it

Something as big as a planet

Or as small as a single ant

Something as powerful as a bomb

Or as gentle as a spring breeze

It doesn’t matter what does it

Reality will change

Once it does it will never return

Gone in just an instant

So, enjoy it while you can

Or miss it forever

Your choice

 

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Just Be There

Just Be There

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Don’t ask him what is wrong

It’s a doubt he would tell you

Just sit with him

But always give him the space he needs

Talk to him about anything

Show him respect, not judgement

Someday he will feel safe

He will tell you what is hurting him

Only then can you share his pain

Who knows, you may have saved his life

Just by being there for him

 

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The Magic Of A Siren

The Magic Of A Siren

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Where did you learn your magic

Did you learn it from your mother

Or maybe friends at school

Someone taught you the right smile

The right way to fix your hair

And the way to use your eyes

Just like the Sirens of myths

You can bring any man to his knees

All you have to do is breathe

But you know that, don’t you

Someday your powers will work too well

A man will have his own power

And you will fall in love

That would serve you just right

If only you can handle it

 

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Our Universe

Our Universe

By Lord R.e. Taylor

The Universe is alive

A sentient being

With a brain which thinks of us

Worrying when things go wrong

Cheering when things are good

And a heart which cares

Sharing its beat with all

We are the children of the Universe

It is our mother, our father

And everything that really matters

So, love the stars and the galaxies

They are gifts for us to admire

From a Universe which loves us

 

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Portrait Of A Shameful History

Portrait Of A Shameful History

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Such a cute little boy

Like so many others

Convicted of a crime

Ripped from his mother’s arms

And allowed to live for a while

While his parents were murdered

He heard them scream when they died

They were burned and he never saw them again

He was judged by a barbaric country

It was decided that he was a danger

For merely being who he is

It wasn’t known how long he would have lived

If he was also murdered and burned

Or was he given to a German family

All we have is a picture to remember him by

But that is quite enough to make us think

Make us hope that history never happens again

 

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