Where Living Was
On those hallowed grounds, my heart did once soar,
A place where sweet nostalgia reigns, forevermore
Return, I must, to the breezy lanes and sunlit skies,
Beneath the charming blossoms that bloomed in dreamer's eyes
The evening shadows grew bold, yet tender was the land,
As gentle whispers serenaded the pastels, lovingly hand in hand.
Oh, celestial harbinger of yore, carry me away,
To the tranquil haven of that treasured yesteryear's play
Midnight trains approach on tracks bygone,
As nightingales echo their melancholic song,
Through misty dewdrops and moonbeams' gleaming grace,
I seek repose in memory's faithful embrace
Time sweeps past like a river's flow,
Threads of fate weave together stories yet untold
My chest carries an ember of a fire never to recede,
That ignites a fervent longing for those sacred days indeed.
Oh, dear universe, hear my fervent plea,
Grant me passage through the ages
Let my soul be free
In slumbering dreams doth innocence relive
My heart shall flourish again and give
In that place where nostalgia wakes and whispers sing,
Amidst blossoming flowers and seasons' shifting ring
For there lies my solace and at times is where I flee
Where destiny entwines heritage
Destined decree
Dream House
In the realm of twilight, where shadows merge,
A man embarked on a journey, his sins he wished to purge
To build a house for his family, shelter that defies belief,
A dwelling so mystic and wondrous, yet it was tinged with grief
Upon the ocean of signs, he gathered planks of dreams so bold,
Forked by lightning in swirling mists, their stories untold
Wrapped around the beams, the whispers of forgotten sorrow,
And every nail driven deep,
Pierced echoes of tomorrow
The walls stood tall and twisted, carved with runes of distant lands,
With doors as portals unguarded leading to expanses grand
Once dreamed realities long gone or yet to come they bore,
Each window mirrored visions that none could ignore
The roof, an unfolded origami crafted from the dusk’s despair,
Woven through with tendrils of auroras yearning to snare
Tears shed by unseen gods lamenting mortal strife
Sheltering beneath this tapestry
There is death in this life
Bricks fashioned from slumbering stars’ glow
Ablaze with dancing serpents as in tempest they grow
Haunting allure fireside whispers to hapless souls who wander near
Beckoning to burn their mundane lives and heed the call they fear
The floor a fractured mirror reflecting glimpses from fathoms below,
Shattered shards of lives unlived across
Whitened snow
Each barefoot step upon the cold mosaic stirred bitter sweet pangs true
For fleeting memories rekindled of the tales that never flew
Though ethereal beauty dwells within this abode so strange awhile
A forlorn aura lingers tainted with crescent moonlight bile
The man gazes back in solitude torn between dream and dread,
His house is complete
Hands cried and bled
Now, in the waning of the sun, the family beholds their dwelling vast,
Their gaze absorbed into the eerie tapestry as if held by Gods grasp
Betwixt the realms of wonder and repulsion they tread
Lulled by fate to inhabit
And share the daily bread
To The Moon
Upon the moonlit sea I sail alone,
With shimmering waves that softly moan,
I cast my gaze on orb of light,
And find sweet solace in the night
The lustrous full moon in azure sky,
A loving watchful eye doth spy,
A tender whisper from above,
A graceful dance of cosmic love
My humble skiff with gentle glide,
Embraces wistful ocean's tide,
As briny deep I row away,
To realms unknown, where angels lay
I sip the silver glow of moon,
A balm to soothe my heart's sad tune,
In mystic trance, I sail afar,
To seek a world free from scar
I speak to demons in their haven,
In breathless verses, tales engraven,
Of haunting beauty, melody nigh
A soothing lullaby for the sky
Resounds a hymn across the seas,
A symphony of blissful ease
In golden rhyme we chant along,
Life's wistful dance, its woeful song
Starboy
Upon the canvas of the cosmos eternal,
A child wove dreams with cardboard and zeal,
He marvelled at worlds hidden from mortals,
The untravelled vastness his heart sought to reveal
As moonlit whispers embraced the night,
His craft, from earthly bounds, took flight
Entranced and wide-eyed, in shining spacesuit and helm,
A pint-sized explorer in a galactic realm
Whence stars twirled round,
Majestic and white
His innocence,
In all its beauty and light
Far past the reach of mortal men's eyes,
Journeying 'cross celestial oceans and skies
Into the aurora borealis, his journey now woven above,
A spectral tale, ethereal and loved
For in that luminescent embrace he abides,
Sailing boundlessly through glowing strides
The seams of sorrow in his mother's tender heart
Now sewn with sunbeams that mend and impart
A presence divine reassuring her soul,
Her beloved son alights where cosmic rivers roll.
On those hallowed grounds, my heart did once soar,
A place where sweet nostalgia reigns, forevermore
Return, I must, to the breezy lanes and sunlit skies,
Beneath the charming blossoms that bloomed in dreamer's eyes
The evening shadows grew bold, yet tender was the land,
As gentle whispers serenaded the pastels, lovingly hand in hand.
Oh, celestial harbinger of yore, carry me away,
To the tranquil haven of that treasured yesteryear's play
Midnight trains approach on tracks bygone,
As nightingales echo their melancholic song,
Through misty dewdrops and moonbeams' gleaming grace,
I seek repose in memory's faithful embrace
Time sweeps past like a river's flow,
Threads of fate weave together stories yet untold
My chest carries an ember of a fire never to recede,
That ignites a fervent longing for those sacred days indeed.
Oh, dear universe, hear my fervent plea,
Grant me passage through the ages
Let my soul be free
In slumbering dreams doth innocence relive
My heart shall flourish again and give
In that place where nostalgia wakes and whispers sing,
Amidst blossoming flowers and seasons' shifting ring
For there lies my solace and at times is where I flee
Where destiny entwines heritage
Destined decree
Dream House
In the realm of twilight, where shadows merge,
A man embarked on a journey, his sins he wished to purge
To build a house for his family, shelter that defies belief,
A dwelling so mystic and wondrous, yet it was tinged with grief
Upon the ocean of signs, he gathered planks of dreams so bold,
Forked by lightning in swirling mists, their stories untold
Wrapped around the beams, the whispers of forgotten sorrow,
And every nail driven deep,
Pierced echoes of tomorrow
The walls stood tall and twisted, carved with runes of distant lands,
With doors as portals unguarded leading to expanses grand
Once dreamed realities long gone or yet to come they bore,
Each window mirrored visions that none could ignore
The roof, an unfolded origami crafted from the dusk’s despair,
Woven through with tendrils of auroras yearning to snare
Tears shed by unseen gods lamenting mortal strife
Sheltering beneath this tapestry
There is death in this life
Bricks fashioned from slumbering stars’ glow
Ablaze with dancing serpents as in tempest they grow
Haunting allure fireside whispers to hapless souls who wander near
Beckoning to burn their mundane lives and heed the call they fear
The floor a fractured mirror reflecting glimpses from fathoms below,
Shattered shards of lives unlived across
Whitened snow
Each barefoot step upon the cold mosaic stirred bitter sweet pangs true
For fleeting memories rekindled of the tales that never flew
Though ethereal beauty dwells within this abode so strange awhile
A forlorn aura lingers tainted with crescent moonlight bile
The man gazes back in solitude torn between dream and dread,
His house is complete
Hands cried and bled
Now, in the waning of the sun, the family beholds their dwelling vast,
Their gaze absorbed into the eerie tapestry as if held by Gods grasp
Betwixt the realms of wonder and repulsion they tread
Lulled by fate to inhabit
And share the daily bread
To The Moon
Upon the moonlit sea I sail alone,
With shimmering waves that softly moan,
I cast my gaze on orb of light,
And find sweet solace in the night
The lustrous full moon in azure sky,
A loving watchful eye doth spy,
A tender whisper from above,
A graceful dance of cosmic love
My humble skiff with gentle glide,
Embraces wistful ocean's tide,
As briny deep I row away,
To realms unknown, where angels lay
I sip the silver glow of moon,
A balm to soothe my heart's sad tune,
In mystic trance, I sail afar,
To seek a world free from scar
I speak to demons in their haven,
In breathless verses, tales engraven,
Of haunting beauty, melody nigh
A soothing lullaby for the sky
Resounds a hymn across the seas,
A symphony of blissful ease
In golden rhyme we chant along,
Life's wistful dance, its woeful song
Starboy
Upon the canvas of the cosmos eternal,
A child wove dreams with cardboard and zeal,
He marvelled at worlds hidden from mortals,
The untravelled vastness his heart sought to reveal
As moonlit whispers embraced the night,
His craft, from earthly bounds, took flight
Entranced and wide-eyed, in shining spacesuit and helm,
A pint-sized explorer in a galactic realm
Whence stars twirled round,
Majestic and white
His innocence,
In all its beauty and light
Far past the reach of mortal men's eyes,
Journeying 'cross celestial oceans and skies
Into the aurora borealis, his journey now woven above,
A spectral tale, ethereal and loved
For in that luminescent embrace he abides,
Sailing boundlessly through glowing strides
The seams of sorrow in his mother's tender heart
Now sewn with sunbeams that mend and impart
A presence divine reassuring her soul,
Her beloved son alights where cosmic rivers roll.
Joseph Bernard Shaw lives in the Midwest U.S. and works in management. He is an emerging writer with a love and passion for the horror genre as well as poetry and has honed his craft for several years. He has appeared in a number of small literary journals and magazines. He is married to his best friend and fiercest critic. Together they raise their child and read books together to pass the time.
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