Many A foul bone I have mended in my time boy
But in the blink of an eye, you are here and then you are gone
Lost to the world, all but just a mere memory
But am I so bold to think that you would understand this concept
For many a year the world has been around
And many a year more will it be here after you have gone
For so long I have watched as the souls of men
Are ripped from their bodies by the ravages of war
Withered by the years they shed their tears
And then and only then shall they die
Bye, bye farewell no more shall they kiss and tell
Tell me who is it that thinks they have the right
To hold the key to Pandora’s box of goodies
Tell me is it me or thee who stands before me now
I’ll tell you none of this world, that I leave behind
For many a year I have seen and many a year more
I will see after you have departed this world boy
For I am trapped in this damnation that is my life
For cold are the days and long are the nights in my world boy
But I have known love, and I have felt love
I have endured and watched as love has faded
From this blackened heart of mine
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
well done...
John