Saturday, July 20, 2013

End



End
 

Should I fear the morning moon
a bird that sings a precious tune
the ecstasy that hues my naked eye
should I fear to live or die...

when thou not see the morning fall
all is dead then we shall
appreciate the days we lived
the ones we know and all we give...

Oh my days that shorten now
the older I get the train is loud
although my burden is heavy at times
I know my life is passing by

Should I fear to say goodbye
as I see the lovely skies
where the moon seldom hides
leaving tear scars in my eyes



Now I realize and slowly accept
Life is a gift from holy kept



What a lies ahead will make me cry
My friends my life is passing by.....


Poem By Lynda Ferrer

©Lynda Ferrer/2013 RR




Monday, July 1, 2013

Mellow


Mellow

Mellow mellow is my heart
since the melody has stopped
 pain  from my empty thoughts
how love ones tear you all apart..

Mellowness so harsh to depart
loneliness is where it starts
like on a sailboat alone at sea
ghostly figures are all to seen.

Fear , sinking into the ocean blue
loosing breath ,brain  powerless too
as you decide to swim up once more
to depart the mellowness close to the shore

There's still a light in the blue sky
its always there ,never dies
brings peace  at such depression
which is hope
God sends the message
©lynda ferrer/2013


Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Gone With the Rain



Rainy day,


cool wind, whirling, whistling


a love note floating, fast, fading in a puddle,


dropped, dripping,


soften, smeared,


raindrops fall, fainting,


note sad, silently,s mearing ,


letters vanishing,


note of huge, humble, heartbreak,


daily dared ,deception.


Memory of fierce, forgotten lines


expressions as fire to a heart of rain.


Words, hopeless words,


to a thirsty heart of loyalty, love.


A note only read by its receiver,

from a deceiver.


A note that sank her heart


into the biggest bottom of the ocean,


that made her become a woman of iron.


The last note of her mildewed, memories ,


last, lonely, encounter, last belief.


Rain, raining ,rather harder,


the note drifts, down the darkest drains.


copyrightc2012LF RR

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Once more




Once more

 would love to play the melody
of our fainted lost times
when daffodils would dance
with eloquent musical chimes

as we dance hand to hand
under tender moon skies
our feet sliding together
until the sunlight arrived

our hearts sang together
tunes of splendid love chants
I , the poetical composer
of the lyrical romance

lovable tunes floating
in the midnight air
filled our hearts with love
in continuous despair...

oh melody of hearts
why can't I play anymore
a heart full of sorrow
doesn't dance for ever more...
©LyndaFerrer/2013



Sunday, May 19, 2013

Behold the Morning





♥ ~ Behold the Morning ~ ♥


Behold the morning
blessed in light blue skies
behold the bird that sings
heavily in the skies

Behold the wind that caresses
through my reddish cheeks
the beauty of this morning
forever in memoir to keep.

Behold the sun that lightly shades
orange flowers seen
Kissing the horizon
with diamond like beams...

Behold my eyes today
that vision all the way
the beauty and  feeling
of the newborn day~
By Lynda Ferrer
©RR/LF/013

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Perishes



Perishes

 Like dreams fly away
so does the morning May..

Like tears in painful eyes
 flowers bloom and die...

Like love vanishes, goes
so does the petals of a rose...

Like beauty in a woman's face
washes away after nightfall age...

Like the fall of a dry leave
blows away in the Autumn breeze...

Like all we believe is true
One day I know I will lose you~
written with my heart~
CR/
Lynda Ferrer

Monday, May 6, 2013

Nature goddess


Morning muse~Poem May /2013

 
Nature goddess

I wander through passageways of life
through hopes and passions
 crystal doors of illusions~

I vision the solitary bird
who sleeps unbalanced on a branch
waiting her companion's romance

My heart celebrates the flowers in a tree
and birds that lovely sing
 early mornings in Spring

The hills and sunny leaves
that glitter the bushy trees
in cotton beds that spread
tipping skies of scarlet red

Horizons of beauty afar
which animate my heart
as my soul soothes its scars
in the land baptized precious, God~
©LF 2013 RR