Alone I stumbled into my abode
No chance to take a dance
Riddled with a magical number
Two straight shots at the prize
Rhythm took the night away
In a solitary game
Asleep the poor man went again
To wake into another day
Tag: prize
Antiquity (day 2530)
Beyond the stairs we walked along
Beneath the wheel’s remains
The old Mill House, past Balmoral Lane
Antiquity remains.
I couldnt quite find a reason
To stop you, a look into your eyes
A wheeping heart we thought we spied
So luminous and full.
A plan developed in my mind
A gift of nature’s surprise
So I picked the lovely heart
And gave you my dear prize.
Between the Hours (day 823)
I think I forgot my whispers
Ones that wrote of yonder Princes
Striking down foreign conquerors
Wooing fair maidens
And stringing hearts of a thousand courtly ladies
While helping down the fair damosel
Just returned from toxic waters of journeyed shores
I think I forgot to share my love
To shout aloud upon the clouds
About the sky I journeyed to
As the lofty journeyer goes
Where lost was I upon seeing the hawk
And starlings grow
But couldn’t I, in all my guise
Demand a prize forever young
I never knew
I never dreamed
I never sat about the stream
For there I was
Tranquility
Shallow waters
Lost thought
I think I forgot an ancient order
That chivalry demanded
And Providence triumphed
That lasted ’til the morrow gathered
Which never came for long was laughter
Long were hands that guided home
Between the hours of jubilee & rest
Hugs at the Door (day 569)
A comfy chair places me at home
Wrinkles that each tell a story
Smile back at me, or
Crease as I sit amongst the pillows
Memories float through the air
Of a time long gone now
It’s funny how we remember things
Like they were just yesterday
Sometimes the memories
Are built into photographs
Slightly raw on the edges
Handled for years
I think the biggest prize
Of all the nooks and crannies
That is found at home
Is in the heart that hugs me at the door