A Sign Of Hope

A Sign Of Hope

by Lord R.e. Taylor

All hope is gone

Covered in white

A single crocus climbs out

Breaking through the snow

Returning hope to the world

© Poem – IX/II/MMXXV

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Take Time To Read

Take Time To Read

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Human life is so hectic

Very little time to live

Much less try anything new

But there is something you can do

Open a book and start reading

It doesn’t matter what kind

You can read as you listen to music

As you sit in a forested park

Or spend your time in the bath

Where you do it doesn’t matter

Just enjoy the words in front of you

And let them take you wherever

Life will be waiting when you get back

I promise you that

© Poem – IX/II/MMXXV

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An Oasis

An Oasis

by Lord R.e. Taylor

From a distance

It is the most beautiful thing

An oasis created by God

Out in the middle of an empty sea of grass

A symbol of life abounding

With the chattering of birds

And the scurrying of the animal

It is a place to be left alone

Admired from a distance

But it should never be destroyed

Nor should it be bothered in any way

It is there for a reason

A reason neither you nor I can ever understand

© Poem – VII/II/MMXXV

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The Abandoned Church

The Abandoned Church

by Lord R.e. Taylor

How long have you been alone

People used to gather around you

Helping each other

Praying to their God

But their God walked away

The doors were locked

And the windows were nailed shut

All of the people left

Finding other places to worship

You were left all alone

To sit in a field and watch the world pass by

At least until you become just debris

And then everything will be all over

© Poem – IV/II/MMXXV

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No One Will Listen

No One Will Listen

by Lord R.e. Taylor

I try talking 

But it never works 

I speak the same language

Maybe a different dialect 

But mostly the same words

I try and try again

It's always the same

If I ever have to talk again

I might try staying home

Maybe try talking to the kids

The wife or maybe even the dog

Ah, but they will not hear me

So, I will just talk to my mirror

At least then, I will have an audience of one

And I know he will at least hear me

© Poem II/II/MMXXV

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The Power Of The Moon

The Power Of The Moon

by Lord R.e. Taylor

As the moon rises in the east

Life settles in for a rest

But the life of the night rises

Screeching and howling

Flying in endless flights

Many souls leave their bodies

Leaving decaying corpses behind

Still, there is an apparent beauty

Cast by the shadows the moonlight creates

But it will only last so long

The power of the moon will be lost

And life will carry on just as before

© Poem – I/II/MMXXV

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The Truth

The Truth

By Lord R.e. Taylor

No matter what you do or say

Twenty thousand years after you die

Your bones will tell the truth

I/II/MMXXV

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