Sunoir• Show poetry

 

                     

 

I hail from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada

 

I'm a human walking the road of life.  I love the emotions that flow in art, whether they bring me up or take me down.  For that is life in the

constant battle of who I am.  Living the paces within that keep me thirsting for just one more step on my journey.

 

 

          

 

 

                                                                                                                           Boots

                                                             sole bare holey wonders                                                                                      trod within the world asunder
                                                             dry and creased tough laces torn
                                                             cobbler met and soles reborn
                                                             walking yet another mile
                                                             wearing but another smile
                                                             life inset fresh pavement met
                                                             down the road a glorious sunset
                                                             protection from the cold and stones
                                                             along the road of life to roam

 

          

 

 

Essence of the Soul

If you look to Nature
you would but know
we are joined in its mystical flow
like the storm that pales the sky
run fathomless emotions in you and I
twined to the Ocean the Soul drifts free
reflect and you will see
the Beauty and the Turmoil are we

 

                                                

 

 

          

 

 

 Journey Within

In the grey hues of sadness, I tear
contemplating reasons for my being here
Alone to trod this long dark trail
Waiting for the end to prevail

Rocks and boulders block my way
While I dream of perfect days
Tell me this isn't so
That my sorrow should only grow

For in me was a light
That used to shine so very bright

 

But now its glimmer dim
A shadow crossed deep within

 

Searching for that evasive spark
A protective shield, my own ark
Yet hope cries out to quench the pain
On this endless journey in the rain

 

 

*Thank you Doctor Gerald Hoy my hope*