[WayzataJOHNN]

Lonely Lords

High above the tree line the stars hold sway
The Lords of the sky when King Sun is away
The Moon, the Chamberlain of the night
Over shines all that falls within its sight
They all gaze down upon we poor mortals here
So filled with our indecision and heart’s fear
Unmoved by rages or the silent prayers unheard
Hopes and dreams et free to fly like a little bird
In their lofty positions they are bemused of us
Seeing no reason for our endless seeming fuss
And we hold them as if nobles of houses great
As if they had a single thing to do with our fate
Unaware how lonely each of them is so far away
Their arrogance but a shell for spirits worn fey
So distant in the depth of endless empty space
Strewn like jewels across a veil of gossamer lace
What they’d give to be mortal but for a single day
And know of love and the depth of emotion’s play

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Johnn. Happy Monday.

Thank you for your poem contributions.
When I see your name, I know that you've brought another great poem.

[Lady Jag]

Winter Sunsets

There is something about the winter That truly warms from outside in I mean the colorful skies that Seem to erase all sadness, all sin Reds and yellows and oranges Like a famous artist would paint So captivating, I’ll tell you As special as a godly saint You can see the dark of objects The windmill you love so The trees in semi darkness Stand out as the sunset glows The old barn way out yonder Sure does look mighty pretty Can you imagine not having sunsets? Oh my, that would be such a pity So even though it’s cold outside So much beauty you still get There is nothing quite like Those wonderful winter sunsets! Marilyn Lott