A quiet moment in time.


The quiet respite from all that surrounds.

a quiet moment of magnificent clarity of mind

a quiet moment of the greatest possible fascination and awe inspiring kind

a quiet moment to drink in the worlds achievements and also sorrow left behind

a quiet moment to feel the pain and suffering that starving and homeless and battered children to be found not wanting or help denied

a quiet moment in time.

There are secrets in the woods
there are whispers in the breeze
The gathering has an opinion
and that is the whispers aren't Chinese.
They have all had their say
It is the talk among the trees
If they are not careful
this talk will bring them to their knees.
It is like they are playing a game
and it has been deemed checkmate
the talk is in the thick of the wood
an it told it to them straight.
From twig to branch
from each and every little leaf
the talk is just a whisper
and that is the belief.

There's a quiet murmuration
Of figments of my imagination
Dreams and broken notions
Feelings and emotions
Swirling and rearranging
Into ever-changing shapes in my mind

There are absent gods and howling dogs
And the broken backs of the poor
While jugglers perform tricks with wealth
As nobody seems to care anymore
Amidst marching boots as children shoot
And hope lies dead on the floor

There seems to be a ghost somewhere
Wandering high in purple mountains
And low in deep green valleys
And this roaming soul may well be
A kind of long lost truth
Inside my hidden mind

                               By Phil Roberts

Red flags burning,
I awoke to the sounds
of fireworks going off in the church
of Mary's angel.

In the evenings,
the river ran up to meet me
and I floated,
face first,
downstream,
during twilight's hunting season,
I wept Ophelia's tears for her as her
breathing became heavy, ******, and wise.

Heaven scoffs at the matchmaker,
teeth marks left on the stove by the monster,
I snuck in the backdoor of hell
to return my costume
from the grisly masquerade
held on a saturday night.
The devil's horns are raised to the sky
as he counts backward from Scorpio.

MY LOVE
Your beauty conquered my heart my soul
I am in trance and I lost my goal
How can I survive without your charm
Since you have become my norm
From the day I saw I am not in me
If this is beginning what end could be
You are in me like my heart beats
Your beauty is writing on my blank sheets
I don’t deserve your glowing cheeks
I don’t deserve your lovely peaks
Because your beauty is talk of the town
Then how will I be able to wear the crown
You may have hundreds in the line of love
But without you I don’t have my dove
Please consider my humble request
Be mine by removing this dust

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017.Golden Glow

I used to dream that I would one day soar the infinite sky
That I would have white beautiful stunning wings
And I would fly everywhere and see everything
Oh how I imagined the joy I'd feel

Landing has always been out of the question
Never even planned for it.

Do not settle
I've always told myself
Go out and seek for more
I've always reminded myself

Flying above and below clouds
Discovering worlds never shown to men
Oh how dreamy it sounds

However, you showed me what a wonderful dream land could be
How the world looks beautiful too without being high up above ground
How the ground is everything more than I could ever hope for
How being here and feeling, touching could mean much more than watching, surveying

I could not believe I fell in love with land
remembering what I reminded myself
So I got so mad at myself
That I jumped into the deep blue dark ocean
Wanting to drown myself in blue

I see now as I slowly emerged from the waters
Where you waited in patience
That I wasn't caged like I always feared
As I chose to land
I chose to see what was in front of me
I did not give up my wings
Nor did I stopped being a dreamer
I did not loose myself

I just picked up a part of myself
that I never knew I lost