Today at 10:57 AM When the ''Magic' of the NEW, begins it fade, like the 'Autumn' brown , begins its cover of a 'Woodland' greeny glade, when the Sun sets with life dwells in its nightly shade, when all is open to you, like a fresh new bloom and dizzy to make any sense, The tide creeps in, lapping its ending wash upon the shore, and the froth of its waves, like 'Magic' dance across the rolling sea, the freshness that was the NEW, again became not to fade, but here for me and you. Stanislaus Download |
To suffer the "Slings n' arrows" of life's outrageous misfortunes and yet be delivered from the hiss n' flame of a scorched angered tongue. Many the words that have beaten my brow, yet with kindness i take recourse. I will not yield to the "Barbed" comments of poor understanding, for its verily i say that kindness is food to the kindred Spirit, i will yield only to the true word, for truth never tells a lie. It will comfort me and restore all that is good and give rest to my Soul .... Circa 2013 Stanislaus |
If love would slay my humble self and destroy my will to be me. Then course will take me to my belief, the "Rogue" that names itself deception, i will allay and confidence give me back my day. The "Autumn" days bring romantic colours leaves a "Rustic" coloured splay that warm the chilled day, then love readily appears like someone already known, passing and flirting, inviting a new "Devils plan" to be sewn .... Circa 2013 |
I cannot be no more than one, no more a grain of sand becoming blown by the wind and gone, a pair ? A devine right "Him n' Her" no more but one, no more the lonely one. Instead i will unto me, myself a dare reach out from my inside n' welcome her, away from no more but one, now a "Him n' Her ... Circa 2013 |
If love would slay my humble self and destroy my will to be me. Then course will take me to my belief, the "Rogue" that names itself deception, i will allay and confidence give me back my day. The "Autumn" days bring romantic colours, leaves a "Rustic" coloured splay that warm the chilled day, then love readily appears like someone already known, passing and flirting, inviting a new "Devils plan" to be sewn .... Circa 2013 ... |
If love would slay my humble self and destroy my will to be me. Then course will take me to my belief, the "Rogue" that names itself deception, i will allay and confidence give me back my day. The "Autumn" days bring romantic colours leaves a "Rustic" coloured splay that warm the chilled days, then love readily appears like someone already known, passing and flirting, inviting a new "Devils plan" to be sewn .... Circa 2013 |
Certainly me she said when i dropped past for a cup of tea , you don't seem to change much or such, Thank you for the card, the "Graffiti" on the wall in the backyard, yea you don't seem to change much or such, i remember when you were six you where still up to the same tricks and now you have grown old the same about you has to be told .... Circa2013 |
If i could compare all the love i want to share, the Universe is where i would start, each twinkling star, no matter how far, would only measure a small drop in a jar ... the froth on an Ocean wave, like some love i would need to save, and when that wave would subside, ,my love, sings on each changing tide |
Swept the wind that dried a tear from my eye, i walked in sadness when she said goodbye. Love that eternal wraith, who takes and gives nought. My feet moved with heavy gate and slowly their tread. The wind sharpened again'st the lines that featured my face. I was alone and the love that was mine had left and i cried, no more for now her Angels kiss, my tears have dried. Was it i ? The foolish man, that not deserved her lovely way, a fool who thought only me n' love is not blind when it can surely see. I will return and her i will say, our love interrupted, once more let me try ..... |