A winter night tale

Painted world, winters cold
Turning white, roses fade.
Dying fire ,fading light,
stolen dreams ,Awaiting sight.


shivering bones, frozen tears,
longing still ,sun light.
sidewalk house, cardboard box,
Freezing death, Awaiting sight.


Sleeping warm ,heaters on,
blankets bright,Held tight
burning fire, Dreaming dawn.
Tears gone, winter warm.

nights gone,Day born
Frozen death, Winters harm
Blankets Warm,Spared one
Worthy fight, Winters migh

Riddle me this my friend sweet
Look at my face, every day we meet
Thirteen the number You cant find
Who am I tell me do, what i have in mind

Riddle me this my friend sweet
I come with a friend to light the heat
Scratch my head I turn dark
Tell me now to earn your mark

Riddle me this my friend sweet
Waiting for you with a fleet
Bringing joy in the night
Try to count me you wont get it right

Riddle me this my friend sweet
Let us go for a  walk in the street
Let me lift you to the sky high
Romeos in the street to give a sigh

The riddles over my friend sweet
Find the answer I give a treat
If you can do not run
Tell it to others and share the fun

by the sea blue to watch the sun set
the waves to make thy feet wet
with thee to walk by my side
oh my love in thy heart to abide

The brezze a music to hear
timeless tales the waves doth bear
searching for thy footprints in the sand
oh my love lest i fall hold my hand

sands of time made the sun to sink
twinkling stars in sky to wink
in thy heart joy to fill
oh my love sands of time to stand still

The Poet

By the side of the sea blue
lived a poet with a heart true
words were his treasure
books and music his pleasure.

Out from the cupids bow flew
striking the poet without a clue
A sweet poisoned arrow of love
The poet fell like a flightless dove

To this maiden of fair beauty
To give love the poets duty
Under the stars love they made
promised by Ecstasy never to fade

Then by the side of the sea blue
The season changed and a storm blew
The maiden of fair beauty went afar
Tis poet found solace in dim lit bar

time and time the poet cried
memories returned though he tried
moments he neared deaths claw
yet to survive from its jaw

sands of time made the sea calm
Books and music were his balm
In the depth of sorrow he did find
A dream to serve he made his mind

A journey of many a mile
The poet made many to smile
Through the smile the broken heart he did mend
Tis the story of a poet giving smile till the end

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.  - Bob Dylan

Technology walks into world
Flick of a finger bought and sold
ATM machines replace a cashiers smile
Robotic voice replace the sweet voice  in style
Foods and things home delivery bliss
Feel of things we bought we miss
A smile of a known baker
The small talk with a grocer
A few change short overlooked
A special item by request booked
Lost the heart and art of a sale
To machines accurate heartless scale
Human touch with a smile calling my name
A buzz and whirr of a machine never the same

He came
He saw
He tried
He failed
The end
He lived