Enchanted Forest I danced through the forest at fall of night, By guardian mountains and faithful streams, To where an old lady sat, in ramshackle cabin porch, Her hands are deeply grained with living cares, Her face is old, her eyes are wise, She smiled, we sat, she read my heart, She looked about us,Continue reading “Enchanted Forest”
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They Lived and Loved
They Lived and Loved They lived and loved, Their childhood friends and summer days, While all about them daisies sang a sweet serenade, Their dream is life, their living a dream. They lived and loved, Their feet falling, fumbling, caressing rugged Earth, Sinewed muscles, developing their strength, skill and speed, Celebrating winning joy, pained inContinue reading “They Lived and Loved”
There Is A Story
There is a Story There is a story, A story of our life-time lived. There is a story, A story of our family’s struggles. There is a story, A story of our rich tribal roots. There is a story, A story of our ancestors’ rights of passage. There is a story, That pre-dates our timeContinue reading “There Is A Story”
Lay Down Lay down; lay down my sleepy head, As I lay down in this rag-tag field of reclusive dreams, How long? How long before this day is just a distant playful memory? Lay down; lay down my grateful true and tested love, As I unfold in this endless rolling breath of vibrant life, HowContinue reading “Lay Down”
Down By The River
Down By The River Down by the river an old man sang, His voice so full of life, one with tide. He whistled ancient tunes, calling His soul back home, borne on wind and stars. Down by the river, old women sang, Their voices full of family love. They hummed ancient lullabies, soft And gentle,Continue reading “Down By The River”
The Beast The Beast sighs, Menacing deep snarl. Fear ripples through sinewed Taught jaw and clenched teeth. Inhibited anger emerges, twists, cries out, Out of reason’s insane shadow. See, whispers the Beast, No more illusions. All is God. © David R. Durham, All Rights Reserved.
Your Eyes Momentary stolen glances, Mythic tales in your eyes; So powerful, so refined. Yearning to reach you, Passion’s dancing flame; So powerful, so sublime. Your gaze turns inward, Deep run your memories; So powerful, so benign. In our eternal meeting, Our souls united again; So powerful, so divine. © David R. Durham, All RightsContinue reading “Your Eyes”
Innocence Innocent is love’s first bloom, Ignorant of worldly ways, Flowing heart, fearless and carefree! © David R. Durham, All Rights Reserved.
Sacred Internment Whom do we bury? Under these daisy scattered fields, A friend, a loved one, an acquaintance so slim. What do we bury? Under these raven scattered skies, A smile, a birthday party, a look so grim. Why do we bury? Under these grief scattered feelings, A doubt, an innocent secret, a lost tearfulContinue reading “Sacred Internment”