From Here to There and Back Again...A Magic Journey for All to Take

Fantasy Land

fantasy land

In days of old tales were told
Of knights in armor shining bright
Of damsels fair of countenance
Noble all they were

Their spirit shining in their eyes
Their bodies light filled glowed
Another realm they did dwell on
Fantasy for me to tell

something I love so well

Loving of a Special Kind

around a special kind

No cells no mobiles did they own
Noise kept at a minimum
A place where people cared
And shared their love in many ways

Loving of a special kind
Not ever coming from their mind
But from their hearts it flowed so fine
From one to another like golden strands 

Grass so green
Skies so blue
Waters sweetly flowed
Trees their branches moved
Swayed by gentle breeze
A magic land indeed

The Baddy Appears

fantasy gone bad....

But as we always find
In tales of this kind
A monster must appear
Taking a form tall upright
But evil through and through

Fairytales the same story tell
Using different folk
Snow White and the envious Queen
Beauty and the Beast
The list is neverending
But all a metaphor for good and evil
Light and darkness
You will recognize
I think

And if you don't
All I can say
Good luck
Godbless
Goodbye

and so it is....

Los Angeles...what happened to you.....

Center of.....

city of !!!!!!!!

A'shopping I did go the other day
I ventured out into the city's heart
Well centre is a better word to use

The city called Los Angeles
I wonder why
City of Angels
I must deny
Maybe those Light Beings left
Long ago
When craziness became
The king of games

Civility!!!!!

yeah yeah yeah

People push and shove
Nary a sorry or excuse me
Old, young and middle aged
Forgotten they have civility

Perhaps they have lost their way
Stupified by dead food and drink
Maybe their days and nights
In front of television screens are spent
Blasting out nonsensical themes

On their mobiles they gabble away
Or busy texting who knows who
Forgetting to look up and see
As into your face they walk

Pile of Junk

junk by any other name

All over town this can be seen
I wonder why a place
So fair and just
Has turned into a
Pile of junk

Cars whiz by at crazy speeds
Without consideration
Watch out my friends
Or end up you will
In a coffin made of wood

Where are you going
So very fast
Ignoring all who cross your path
Old and young they flee from you
Too frightened even to say boo

Right-ness

..the finger!!!

Not me
I stop and say
Mind what you are doing
Be careful take heed

They laugh
Make fun of me they do
Give me the finger ho ho ho!

It matters not
I stand for peace and right-ness
To be placed in the world for all to see
So perfect change can come about

And it can be

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Musings on From There to Here ....and There again

By cnwriter, 14th Dec 2012 |  Short URL http://nut.bz/1puixvd_/
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

How do you find words to put together...where to they come from there or here...there could be within but so could here...depending on where You Are in Your Self...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ye7BGnlTZmQ

• Guess
• All Alone
• Echo They Do
• New Life
• credits

Guess

words oh oh oh

Not meaning much it still goes on
Finding its way from there to here
And there again
A wondrous tale then does commence

Words dredged up for all to see
And read
If so they will
If not a different page they find
Matters it not at all

All Alone

magical charger

Upon your dashing white charger your ride
Or in your Beamer too maybe
Parade along the streets you do
For all to look at and admire

Except for one
Who in disdain
Shouts out
Have you come again
Disturbing those who walk along
Highways and byways together
Or alone

Who really cares

Echo They Do

a visitation maybe

An instrument so seldom used
Or seen
A visitation from afar
Perchance to meet with you
One day

Unlikely this to happen soon
Unless you play upon a harp
Stroking the chords like skeins of light
Burgeoning forth as melodies bright

Reaching spaces above the stars
Falling away into pastures green
Where nary a blade of grass is seen

But who knows that

New Life

whiteness o'er the land

Instead whiteness covers o'er the land
Melding soon becoming ice
Freezing all the ground below
Where seeds and other forms of life do grow
Waiting for the sun to shine
Knowing that in perfect time
They will turn their faces up to feel
Its warmth permeating through
And new life begins again

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