Monday, February 13, 2023

To Be Young Again


To Be Young Again
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Oh, to be that young again
Living in total innocence
Surrounded by endless wonder
What could be better?

© Poem – II/XIII/MMXXIII
LRET


 

Friday, February 10, 2023

Needed Escape


Needed Escape
by Lord R.e. Taylor

You know what your body and soul needs
Seriously, you push it so far every day
Get those work clothes off and enjoy the sun
Even just one day could be enough to heal you
Make you able to go return to your real life
If you decide to back that is

© Poem – II/XI/MMXXIII
LRET


 

The New Living Dead


The New Living Dead
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Endless, lifeless glass walls
Hiding the new living dead
Crypts keeping them prisoner
Locked away from fresh air
Never allowed to feel the sun
Creations of the world’s economy

© Poem – II/X/MMXXIII
LRET


 

Thursday, February 9, 2023

Alone With The Stars


Alone With The Stars
by Lord R.e. Taylor

I don’t need me no booze
I don’t need anyone else
And I sure as hell don’t need no sleep
I just need a perfect amber sunset
Three nights away from everything
With my Harley roaring between my legs
No signs telling me where to go
Nothing to tell me where I have been
Me and the stars together all night long
Just the way God intended us to be

© Poem – II/IX/MMXXIII
LRET


 

Monday, February 6, 2023

Leave Us Alone


Leave Us Alone
by Lord R.e. Taylor

So much is going on
Not all good and not all bad
There are things we cannot stop
Other things maybe we shouldn’t
Someone else has to have control of it
I am sure they are laughing
While they watch us stumble and fall
Trying to find answers which do not6 exist
Now, I do not think they will let us die
We are just too much fun to watch
Maybe we should fight back
Or, better yet, maybe we should just become boring
Not be so damn entertaining all of the time
Make them change the channels or turn us off
Just so they leave us alone

© Poem – II/VII/MMXXIII
LRET

 

Saturday, February 4, 2023

No Straight Lines


No Straight Lines
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Far too many mornings
After far too many late nights
Too many cold beers
And far too many shots of Jack
The world becomes a fuzzy place
Not a straight line to be seen anywhere
But, that could be a blessing
I could never walk straight anyway

© Poem – II/III/MMXXIII
LRET


 

Wednesday, February 1, 2023

It Won’t Work


It Won’t Work
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Only man can do it
Building fences to draw blood
Trying to keep peace away
They will never work
Peace will always find a way

© Poem – II/II/MMXXII
LRET


 

His Best Life

His Best Life By Lord R.e. Taylor He sits every night and wonders When did he get so bleeding old All the wrinkles and grey hairs They were ...