Dragon’s Den, a Halloween poem.
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Poking, at the dragon’s den
the Golden Man is playing games.
Nor fire, nor flames
but bells and whistles
from the dragon’s mouth escape.
Dragon’s Den
poem
Bound to Earth, Soaring High
Broken-winged eagle
fast falling, bound to Earth.
From ashes reborn.
A Christmas Poem
A Time
Year of light
Bells of wisdom
at year’s end
the world returns to reason.
Reds and greens
silver and gold
crimson hearts
singing joy songs.
Memories of love
the child in the manger
Peace on Earth
the jolly Claus carries.
A time to sing, to give, to love
a time for carols, food, and mistletoe
A single thought of Love Divine, God’s gift of love
A child was born to shine.
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There are many things for me to be grateful for during this Christmas and Holiday Season. I will return to write in this blog by next year. I will leave you with this Christmas poem, and wish for you and your family, that whatever holiday you celebrate, you enjoy it, and find it full of peace and joy. Many blessings to you and yours in the new year.
Inkspeare
The Ghost of a Thousand Lives
Ghost?! (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Muse made me do it …
The Ghost of a Thousand Lives
Where is the crown that makes you king?
Where is the sword that shines of courage?
Where is the stare that froze a thousand fires?
Where is the fire that melts an iceberg heart?
Where have you gone, the eyes cannot see,
If not but a speck of the brave, nor a sunshine ray,
In the depths of the soul, the hero is lost,
All that remains … the ghost of a thousand lives.
Inkspeare 