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Kaila George Feb 2015
She sat on the beach
Staring out at the crashing waves
Her eyes misted over as she recalls his sweet kiss

As their lips touch, a cascade of feelings and dreams
Ran across her mind as she remembers a life time of love

She looks to the right, as she envisions a time
Where they both held hands in the rippling sands

And like a couple in love they run and frolic
With laughter and joy, as they splash and run in the sun

She now stares into the sunset as she watches
The pastel colours of light reflect off the ocean waves

And remembers how at this very spot they held each other tight
And as the evening shade caressed their warm cool skin

They sank to the sand in passion and ecstasy
Forever lost in dreams

She sits upon the shore
Recalling her memories of sweet tender love

He gasps….she turns with tears in her eyes
As she walks straight through the man she loves

Was it the trick of the morning light?
Or did he see her once again

Hands shaking he blinks then rubs his eyes
It was just the morning light

He looks to the left
He looks to the right

There is no one in sight
Laden with a broken heart

He wanders back down the deserted beach
As he remembers a time before she was lost
Kaila George Sep 2016
This poem was written when my sisters passed away one year apart sigh. REPOSTING

I cant think
I cant breath
I cry at night
Were no one can see
I feel like a part of me is no more I look around and I cant see you're smiling faces
Were is that....

REI  OF SUN SHINE

Were is the one who
Spoke from the heart

RIP dear sister's

NB: Tai was always able to write from her heart that brigtened our lives will miss you both my dear sisters

Rei was my other sister name.
Kaila George Oct 2014
I have lost a best friend
A partner in crime from when we were young
We had our ups and downs
And as sisters thats to be expected
But to not have her around hurts me to the core
We were just getting things right between her and I
I miss her so.....Rest In Peace dear Sister....always KG
Kaila George Oct 2016
I use to think it a myth

Long before I knew

And how it must feel

Just to be so real

I never understood

The pure essence

Of one's soul

Shared with another

In love two kindred souls

I only ever knew

Of hatred from within

My heart bleed a thousand times

And misery knew no end

But then he taught me how to love

An experience I won't regret

The tenderness he gave to me

Mended my broken heart

He taught me how to breathe again

He taught me how to love

He gave me back my soul

He made me understand

The meaning of that word

Love.......that word...so tender

Love.......that made me catch my breath

As it caresses my wounded pride

And makes me forget

The hatred buried deep inside
Kaila George Jul 2016
The insipidness of madness

Attacks all my senses

I feel insane when things don't go right

But rage at time's make you lose yourself

Going beyond the insanity that hide's within your mind

Clutching to reality to feel that you are sane

Then a snap....two click's of your fingers and thumbs

Brings you back to reality...to make your world

Your being feel whole and complete

Then sitting back in the waking dawn

You smile to yourself and walk with your head held high

Knowing that you have kicked the madness to the kerbside

Yes today the madness will not take hold of you

I get like this sometimes

by Kaila George
Kaila George Jan 2015
He writes with his feelings
Integrity in ever word

His poems make you think
About the why's in this world

As you read each one
You think
Been there done that before

But alas I can not say
Much about the wars

His eyes has seen
So much strife
Something I've yet to learn

I suppose I can say honestly
He's a true master with words

Respectfully I say to thee
Keep up the words you speak

I seam to be learning more
Of the world we paint with pens

With heart felt respect
I say to thee master of the words

His name is Eric Crockell
A true poet of the world
I wrote this for Mr Eric Crockell, whom writes his poems on Poemhunter.com, if anything he is the one that inspires me to write the way I write...brilliant man he is.....not sure if he will return to writing haven't seen him for so long. I hope one day to be just like him...**A master with words.**
Kaila George Sep 2016
Words are my imagination
As it fills the book of life
They are the history
Of humanity as we tell  
The story of life

It breathes life into a future of yesteryear and gives us the meaning of how to build our dreams on the parchment of life

As we hold it now and forever in our hearts to defend it from the pergatory of our past
Kaila George Oct 2016
I sit alone in my room
And morn the loss
Of both my Parents and sisters

Mum and dad 10 years now
My sisters only recently
One year apart

I can understand my parents
I mean its just a part of life

But siblings is another thing
It tears you're world apart

Their the ones that you look to
For advice and to mend your hearts

So whom do you turn too
When they are no longer in your life

Who's the one you talk too
About that witch just down the road

Who's the one you confide in
When she no longer is in your life

I sit alone in my room
As tears begin to fall
As I try to understand
Why they are no longer
With us no more

Even finding the words
To tell you how I fell
Leaves me totally and
Utterly speechless
As I cry alone in my room
Kaila George Oct 2014
I sit at your graveside
with tears in my eyes
my heavy heart will be broken
knowing you will not be here
This is for all who have gone before me
I miss you all.....KG
Kaila George Jan 2015
Fluffy bunnies how sweet is that

Hoppity hop in sweet candy land

Butterflies dancing in the breeze

Bluejays singing as happy as can be

Oh my gosh ders dat nasty man

Hunting wabbits oh let me be

Then out of no where..pop...boom...bang

An anvil and hammer bops nasty bad man

Sniffing and eating....the grass merrily

I watch carefully at dat nasty bad man

Looks likes he is out for the rest of the day

As I hop on merrily on my way to play

In our fairy wonderful candy land
Kaila George Jul 2015
I've known him
for as long as
I can remember

He inspires me
to write from the heart
of love that only
lovers know

Of moonbeams
dancing in the
shadows of the night
As lovers embrace
through out the night

Of lovers as they caress
ever inch of their body's
as they explore the
****** of love
between the
satin sheets

Then in the sweet
dawn of the morning
light they lay in
each others arms
blissful of the love
that shines from
their soul their heart

This is what inspires
my muse
Kaila George Sep 2014
I was walking along the footpath
Leading to the local park

The sun was shining down
The grass green and birds
Flying around…I could see the ducks
Swimming in the pond as my dog
Ran around my legs then shot off
To see what that rustle in the distance as
The warmth of the rays made me smile
My dog barking in the distance
At something that tried to run away

The birds singing to each other like a sweet
Musical rhythm to life…oh what a beautiful sight
It’s wonderful to just get away

**And embrace nature’s wonderful delights
Kaila George Apr 2016
Surrounded by a wall of silence
I sit in the evening shade
And ponder on
The meaning of life
I've  collected a few stains
Upon this beating heart
But life breaths its wonder
As I step out of the dark
I have neglected my heart
But now it beats with love
Because of one special man
You know who you are
You hold the key
To my heart
Kaila George Aug 2016
Many times I have sat upon
That shelf that we like to ponder on and think about all kinds of things that has happened in and around our life's

Then from this shelf a book is opened in awe and wonder as we are about to travel the unknown not knowing what to expect or see....who knows

The imagination of time and words are painted upon each page as we reflect our inner self  being of what God gave to thee

A smile is drawn from our lips as we read the pages that are now imprinted on our minds

We are what we read a subtle brush of life that is painting all kinds of colors and rainbows from the pages of our lives

Oddly enough the black and white shades of grey are human made often said an error on my part if we speak the God given truth

Humanity has to many shades of grey for us to understand and comprehend

Lets just be what God intended us to be.....the light that guides the blind into the the life of eternity

Dedicated to Dorothy A. Holmes
Kaila George Sep 2014
What do you know about pain

other than it hurts to see loved ones die

it hurts to know they will never come back

its on going...drives people insane knowing

That those we love will never be there to love

and support you like they always did...suddenly

**** their gone...no more laughing...

no more wise words shared

no more good memories to make as we grow old

Pain its just there...it never goes away....sigh

How do we make it go away
Kaila George Oct 2014
All my life I walked around
with painted eyes and ears
Never really seeing what was right before my eyes
never really hearing, the shouts, the screams, the cries
the pain and anger and humiliation
was too much to bare
so I buried it deep down inside
what I saw and heard in fear

I walked around for all those years
ignoring my pain and fears
and closed my heart to all who cared
cause the guilt was too much to bare
then one day I saw a light
that made me think again
of when I was a little girl
before the shame and pain

along the way I was helped by many
who cared for me in vain
cause I still lived in fear
and hid away my shame
and then the lord appeared to me
and came into my heart
and then my family one by one
help stomp out the dark

so now I say to those I love
I thank you from the heart
for taking all my fears away
giving back to me my heart
My first poem...wow...come a long way since then, beliefs has changed, still believe in God just not man's doctrines.....but yes my first poem...back in  2006 of March on the 26 remember that day so well as if it was just yesterday....sheesh.
Kaila George Oct 2016
Vibrant are our colours
We wear upon our sleeves
Loud and proud thats who we are islanders from the south seas... we know who we are and
where we come from
Our parents taught us well

I'm proud to say I'm
PI decent as I wear
Flowers in my hear
KIA ORANA
Hope all is well
I'm so glad to met you

just being me
Kaila George Sep 2014
They can keep me warm at night

They can make me cry from the heart

They confuse me when I am unsure

They are shouted in anger

They can be many things

Its how we use it that makes its worth
Kaila George Jan 2015
The wind blew so softly around
as I sat and gazed at all
the beauty of Mother Nature's wonderful grace

The endless sea of clouds
as they drifted on by
made me feel like
I was floating on cloud nine

Then the distant building
that just peeked among-est the clouds is
shrouded in a fine mist
of dew as the reflection of
light hid the structure
from view

Mine eyes could not contain its beauty
just to one, so I painted these word
just for you to know

I hope I have done
Justice to the beauty unfold
as I gaze upon the glory
held aloft unto thine own
Kaila George Aug 2016
She sat upon her rocking chair
That had a good view of the
Coming and goings of life just outside her porch

She smiled as she remembered
Meeting and greeting people
Over the years ahh yes.....

She remembered her own
Grandfather sitting in this very chair rocking back and forth
And telling her storys
Of his childhood....she smiled

She could hear his voice
As he told her of how back in his day they had to work the land...they had none of these fandangled machines...no siree
She smiled

She remembered the day she brought her boo to met her father for the very first time he had looked at him sternly and asked with that soft spoken voice of his....so what are your intention young man...she smiled

She remembered presenting to both her mother and father her small bundle of joy and the pure joy as they held him for the first time the glow on their faces....words could not discribe...she smiled

She remembered so much that happened on this very porch
She smiled the wind blew softly as she rocked for the last time

And that's how they found her...rocking still in her chair

As she smiled

By Kaila George
Kaila George Jan 2015
It was a magical moment
As my niece's boyfriend
Approached her the day after
Her birthday

We were all sitting around
Just talking about the night before
When he came into my view
With a bunch of roses in one hand
And small gifted bag in the other

The surprised look on her face was priceless
Her family knew before her aunties of course
She was clueless to this unexpected surprise

It brought tears to my eyes as I watched
Her young men bend, on bended knees
And proposed to her in front of her family

It was the look on her face that was so priceless
First surprise, then a glow just radiated from her soul
She looked so beautiful to mine eyes
She said yes to this special young man

I had not noticed that his brother was sitting next to him
All I could see was the glow that was there in my nieces face
What a beautiful sight to see

I bare witness to first true love
I felt so honored to be a part of this special event
And so proud of my niece as she said yes for ever more

then not more than 5 minutes later my brother
called...what a wonderful way to find out
his niece was now engaged...she was gushing
surprised and overwhelmed...shes so happy now

I smile and nod my head

yes he is a special young man that captured my nieces heart

Congratulations My Dear

Love always Aunty Kaila
Kaila George Oct 2014
Silence speaks in volumes

The birds no longer sing

The lions no longer roar

The bee’s no longer hum

The animals no longer speak

Unto each other in their own tongues


Motions no longer move

The animals no longer run

The birds no longer fly

The fish no longer swim

Humans no longer live or breathe


Nature no longer paints its

Brush of life on mother earth

The rain no longer falls

The grass no longer grows

Flowers and trees

No longer bloom


Children will never see

A sunrise or set

Children will never see

The four seasons come and go

Our children will never

See animals of this earth

Living breathing and roaming this earth

We have stripped this planet

Earth to be barren and cold


I stand alone

On a desolate

Dying hill of death

I no longer feel the sunrays

I no longer feel the wind

The sun, moon and stars

No longer shine

Their guiding light


I stand alone

Tears fall on barren ground

I weep for my child

I weep for his children yet to be

I weep for all living things

Are we too late?

To save our planet earth

SILENCE SPEAKS IN VOLUMES

©Kaila George 2013
Kaila George Oct 2016
The sun shines upon
Shimmering rivers as it
Cascades down the mountain
Side into an ocean of fantasies
Dolphins swim in its depths
Whales sing their songs
Of life amongst the waves
As it ebbs and flows
Can you hear them call
Echos resound in natures
Natural playground of life
Its grand to be apart of their world
Kaila George Oct 2016
My muse was gone
lost in my thoughts
not sure how or why
it just wasn't there

Now it's back
making its way
struggling with
thoughts to
display on this page

Hope you all have
a nice day
Kaila George Jan 2015
The sweltering sun shone down upon me
As I stood under the shade of the sycamore tree
Its branches stretching out as I felt the cool breeze
That gently touched my cheeks

In this on slaughter of summer heat
The crispy cool breeze that hinted
Its delicate coolness just made me
Yearn to go for a long summer swim

Ah to be strolling along a beach
Watching the waves lap against the shore
As I stroll and kick the waves aside with glee
Then running free and wild into the deep blue ocean
That beckons to me

Then floating in its pureness of cool waters
As I drift along with its surging tides
And feel the heat of the sun shine down on me
Oh I am in heaven to be able to just to relax
In this oasis of bliss

Then as I waken to the sounds of cars passing by
I glance to my left and think…hmm to be at the beach
This fine and wonderful day
Now that would be pure bliss
Kaila George Jul 2015
Tears
drowning
losing my soul
feeling so alone
people come and go
the pain the hurt
make it stop
please
Kaila George Oct 2014
Contemplation:**

Looking at what needs to be done

How to do it....and just do it

Making sure its the right thing to do

Never take up on what you cant do


Care:

Taking the time

To sought things out with family and friends

Showing them just how much you care

Making it possible to happen then and now

not ten years down the line


Complete:

Accomplishing the task given

Being so happy that

Its a job well done

Giving blessings for it being a wonderful day

And bless those that help made it possible


Just a thought = }
Kaila George Aug 2016
The sweet fragrance
That assaulted my senses
Reminded me of
The morning dew

The taste of nectar
Decadent in nature's
Beauty that breaths
In a bouquet of rainbow colors
That was only meant for you

With my heart in my hand
I collected each flower
With the intent to be your boo
So I shower you with
All that I have
With love a bouquet
Of flowers just for you
Kaila George Aug 2016
She sat on the bank next to brook that cascaded down from the mountains occasionally she would splash her feet and she shivered with delight

She became lost in her own world as she envisions small delicate fairys flitting from grass to flower to trees at an incredible speed of colors

Then in mid flight they stopped and flickered around her in pure delight
Making her laugh as she smiled at such a beautiful site

Then in the distance she could hear
Her mother call her name...come home for dinner Kay....she smiled

I must go....but I will return tomorrow my beautiful wonderful tiny new friends as she smiled and ran all the way home

Oh mother! Kay smiled I met some wonderful fairys today...can I go back to see them after dinner... her mother looked at her daughter and she smiled she didn't have the heart to tell her there was no such thing...all she could do was smile.....hmmm yes dear very nice..you can see your tiny friends tomorrow

Kay jumped up from her seat and hugged her mother real tight...thank you mother...her mother smiled as she squeezed her close to her heart...now go on get your father to come in for dinner then off with you to bed

Yes mother as she ran off to get him later that night ...she dreamed of her tiny new friends
Kaila George Jan 2015
I often ponder on life...and wonder why it is so **** unpredictable

I see dust across the evening shade in my eyes
As I see the purgatory that is humankind

My eyes veil the shadows that flicker across history
I can no longer see the waste of passage and time

Everything is blurred
How can we clear the pain that is dormant in all our hearts?

To be pure of heart
To see no twilight shades that eats away at our souls
To be free of all degradation
To be clear of the shadows that haunts our minds our thoughts

To be free of hate
To be free of anger
To be just who I am

A free sprite that dances in the light
As the cloud of mist
tries to drench my burning soul

Lets push that mist to one side
so we can make way for that burning light
Kaila George Sep 2014
If I had a daughter….

I would love her every day
I would protect her as a mother should
I would teach her all I know….
What a daughter should know

I would give her my unconditional love
I would tell her all the wonders that she is
As a beautiful, wonderful, human being

I will tell her she needs never be afraid
Of what other people say
Just always know that she is someone special
And I will love her ever day
Kaila George Sep 2016
Christmas as come and gone
Recovering from all that
Lovely food and wine
And every year
The board game comes out
Love those board games
Dont you just love Christmas

I MAY NOT know
Anyone here
But I do wish you
Christmas cheer
And a wonderful New Year
Written last year
Kaila George Oct 2014
The grain of time sifts through the days

As each magical moment tumbles through my mind

I recall the days when my father was alive

His story's so sorely missed during Christmas time

He would recall what happened during the time he was alive

During the times our family was alive

Births, Deaths, Marriages...he remembers them all

Fathers, Mothers, Brothers, Sisters, Uncles, Aunts, cousins

He remembered them so well...smiles...he had story's for them all

He was the soul of the family that kept memory's

Pressed between the pages of our minds

I do the best I can...I hope I carry on his legacy

As the storyteller that perhaps is wise...smiles

I try my best
Kaila George Sep 2014
He walked through the gate
That was swinging in the wind
As he approached his homestead
The rickety gate creaking at the hinges
His eyes adjusted to the morning light
As he made his way homeward bound

His heart beat like a thousand drums per beat
A minute as his footsteps quickened
To see his beautiful, lovely wife
Whom he adored with all his heart
He was home, he could smell
Her sweet lavender perfume
That wafted in the air around him

He was home from a long forgotten war
He was back to see the women he adored
He could see smoke drift from the chimney
As he picked up the pace
Then he heard her first….

Her sweet tender voice singing
Their favorite song as she hummed
While she worked away at her chores
Then with a small cough he stood at their front door

She turned in surprise….
Her eyes smiled
She ran straight into his arms
She could not contain the joy
That she felt as he swung her in his arms

As she quietly murmured…”Your home my love…Your home”
They quenched their thirst of each other as they clung
With all their might…kissing and hugging as if
They had never seen the day of light

Then picking her up in his arms
He quietly whispered in her ear
“Yes sweet angel of mine …I am home…and here to stay”
As he promptly walked up the stairs
She sighed and snuggled close to his heart
And whispered…”My prayers have been answered sweet love”
“Your home once again”
Kaila George Sep 2014
The stars were bright that night

The first time we meet

Kisses will be reserved

Arms will be waiting when we greet

Hearts will be pounding upon thine chest

Touching intimately as we entwine

Breaths softly caress each cheek

The wonder of the first sweet touch

The wonder of love

We give from the heart

Then lips meet for the first time

Attentively shy they brush

As they catch each other's breath

The shock of warmth that shivers to the bone

Sends the warmth of love right to the heart and soul

They stand for eternity lost in their world as people pass by

Softly he whisper ‘At last we meet, how are you my love and smiles in her eyes

Shyly she smiles as he leans to kiss her head and looks adoringly as she says ‘Yes'

Then hand in hand they explore the beach, and talk about their future as husband and wife

©Copyright Kaila George 2012
Kaila George Apr 2016
There's this tree outside
My window and it shimmers
In the evening light
Its gold sparkling leaves
Tell me autumn's in the air
It's like a real live Christmas tree
As it glistens in the light
Its a beautiful sight to see
As it shimmers in the light
Then it leads into evening shades
as winter whispers in the breeze
Then just like the sunbeam
That flickered in the tree
The final beam flickers
As it fades into the night
Kaila George Sep 2014
He sat on the stoop just outside the old house

Shrouded in smoke as he puffed on his pipe

In his worn out old dungaree's and checkered shirt

With his crust laden old leather boots taping to the beat

As he listened to an old static phonograph

As it played his favourite song over and over again

He listened and smiled as memories danced across his mind

His eyes grew soft as he recalled that day as

He meet his beautiful wife, he just knew in his heart

That one day she would be his wife

That particular night the stars shone bright as old blue eyes sang 'Love is here to stay'

That one dance as they waltzed across floor

Seamed like eternity their first dance their first embrace their first taste in romance

Ah that dance so long ago lingered on forever in his heart and in his dreams

He smiled and gave a knowing nod as he whispered more to himself

I will be with you soon my dear departed wife... soon

As he said these his final words just before he crumpled to the ground

The phonograph continued to play as old blue eyes sang softly 'LOVE IS HERE TO STAY'

©Kaila George 2013
Kaila George Aug 2016
The clock on the wall drags time at a slow pace my heart feels dispondant as I can't see you're smiling face my eyes are beholden to your laughing eyes
The whisper of wings flutter at the distance sound of teardrops
That have befallen from mine own eyes then softly like
a ripple in a pond you mend my broken heart as I hear you whisper "don't worry love..I'm here in your heart"
Kaila George Jul 2015
It's a timeless story
boy meets girl
eyes met across the dance floor
he approaches her
for a waltz
and they dance
the rest of the night
they have no eyes
for no one else
and gaze upon
true loves face

This is how my father
always told me
how he met my mother
and every time he shared
my mum would just nod
and smile at dad

What a beautiful way to love
Kaila George Oct 2014
My mind confused

I wished to say

how much in pain I was

but tongue-tied

I could not

speak up and say

two simple words

**help me
Kaila George Nov 2014
My heart is heavy as I sit alone
pondering and wondering
what will my future hold

My mind vacant from all there is
my hands idle from these pages
Where I weld my words

Unsure about what lays ahead
I take the next few steps
with a weary look in my eyes

I'm out of my comfort zone
I'm not where I want to be

Its odd, it all seams brand new
but when you look at it all
its just the same old same old
only in a different place

But the faces are new
The idea of having to share
my personal zone with others

I have not done that in so long
I feel out of my comfort zone

Its a challenge I suppose
and time to move on
from what use to be
to what may yet be

Interesting to see
how it turns out to be

Hello world...welcome to my comfort zone
Kaila George Oct 2014
The bitter wind blew its coldness around me
As I stood outside trying to catch a ray of light
The cold breeze rustled through the trees
As I watched the autumn leaves fall
The swirl of wind caught the leaves
As it drifted towards the sky
A heavenly touch of sunshine
Piercing the bright blue sky
Then as I stood to catch my breath
Upon the cusps of life
I closed my eyes and nodded my head
At the beauty of autumn days
Then flipping the scarf around my neck
Also the collar of my coat
I walked back inside to the warmth of home
To rest my burdens of the day to bed
Kaila George Sep 2014
The young warriors
Danced around the flames
As they celebrated life
While the elders
Sat in a circle
Discussing the old and the new
Of the politics of
The tribe

One of the chiefs spoke
With pride as he
Watched them dance and sing
'We have won the battle my friends'
As he looked around
The circle of chief's
That bares the battles of war

The young warriors
Upon hearing this
Chanted with pride
In loud deep
Resounding voices
'We have won the battle
For our tribe, for our elders
For our women and children
For our Ancestors
We celebrate LIFE'

The chief in his wisdom
And knowledge, nodded
An acknowledgement to
Each of the chief's then
He spoke in his melodic
Yet strong voice

'My fellow chief's and warriors
We must pay homage to our God's
For their guidance, in the battle we fought
Not so long ago, we must also bow
Our head's for those whose lives
Were taken'….silence fell upon the group

Then as his voice raised
Loud for all to hear
'We give praise to our God's
For the right of way that lead
To our victory this day, and for
Those who passed before us
We honor our Ancestors and give
Homage to their departed souls'

Voices were raised as they
Sang in harmony as one by
One the elders, chiefs and warriors
Sang a song of respect and love
For those gone….

'We raise our voice
For those whom gave'

'There life and soul
To protect us all'

'We honor thee…
In all thine grace'…

'We honor your memory
With this song of praise'

'Hear us sing from
This day forth…the
Story…the legend
Of the battle fought'

The chants continued
On into the night
As they celebrated
Their tribe and new life
This was inspired by a poem that I read from a collection of Maori Poems, they often used chants to convey their storys and back before europeans came to New Zealand. Maori tribes use to pass down from generation to generation ****** their storys and their legends.
Kaila George Sep 2014
If you cut me with a knife
I bleed red blood don’t you?
So tell me something then
What colour is the blood
Under the colour of your skin

I fight for what I believe
Yet all races and creeds cry out…
All I feel is hate
All I see is profanity
All I see is violence
All I know is pain
All I know is anger
Poverty teaches us to endure
Ridicule teaches us to fight
And people say
Ignorance is bless

Odd isn’t it
No matter what colour skin you are
We all bleed the same colour blood
People judge you on your appearance
Or how you speak
Or just the way you are
We all may have our differences
In our cultures, in our Backgrounds
But under the colour of our skin
We all bleed and breathe the same

And if that’s the case…

**Why are there so many ****** WARS?
Kaila George Oct 2016
Where are all the flowers gone
those whom petals drifted
in the wind where did they go
I'm referring to the poet's
I knew so well .... where
have you all gone ....
each one of them brought
To this site a florish of life
in there own words
in their own ways
I have yet to read the new
poets I see posting
look forward to doing so
with delight. ... smiles
This site started it all for me
feels good to be home
till the next post ... smiles
A poem about Poetfreak poets it closes in December....a repost
Kaila George Jul 2015
Winter chills
as  I feel the breeze
against my cheeks
walking through
the mist I feel
so alone
then a splash of
sunshine dashs
across my mind
as I recall
midsummer dreams
what a beautiful dream

— The End —