Memories of the Golden Bay

Hand in hand,

On golden shores,

Warm rays through the day,

Imprints left from where you had been,

Two as one,

Love is seen,

Memories of the golden bay,

The ones you will take away,

Sci-fi

Dimensions

 Inside out,

 Outside in,

 Caught in a  deja vu dream,

 Not sure where to begin,

 Travelling between dimensions,

 Outer body experiences,

 Floating between worlds,

 Is it a sci-fi thing?

 

The Whisper

 

A whisper came from the wishing well,

Cast a coin if you believe,

For hope and faith,

Brought you to this place,

Make your wish of those dreams,

In time they may come real.........

The Day

If the day never ends,

Tomorrow would never begin,

Yesterday just memories of the past,

No new beginnings,

Stuck on life's path,

A labyrinth of deep thought,

An enigma to challenge a genius one,

To find a new door,

To open,

Dreaming of how to begin again

When a heart rules the mind,

A New Dawn, 

A New Day,

That new beginning in a unique way,

To embrace that warming glow,

That heralds the dawn,

Igniting a soul,

Stirring a desire to live life again,

New Dawn - New Day- New Way

The Story was Told

The chapters unfolded,

The Acts played out per day,

On a life's day,

As the pages were read,

The story was told,

As the pages are turned,

A character born from pen and ink,

Played a part,

An individual tale wrote especially for you,

Lessons learnt from beginning to end,

The book is closed,

A  LIFE story read,

Alphabet Soup Made for a Day

Alphabet Soup made for a day,

Fuelling the mouth with letters from what we consume,

To form words from vowels and consonants,

To what you say,

Talking in your mind to what you see,

From writing the thoughts down for others to read,

The power of communication.

Can be expressed in many ways,

So be vigilant in what one states,

It could be misconstrued,

To form a debate,

Aa Vv Gg Bb    Hh Cc  Uu    Zz

     

    Jj    Xx  Dd  Kk  Ee    Ff      Ii

Ll   Qq    Mm Rr  Nn   St    Yy  Oo  Pp 

Footprints on the Golden Shores

To walk along the golden shores,

Leaving ones mark like those before,

Footprints left upon the sand,

From their beginning to their end, 

Every footprint tells a tale,

Even paw prints from those with wagging tales,

Only to be washed away,

By the tide everyday,

To leave the golden sands clean again,

To capture new footprints, 

On a New Day again,