Candle Light

By the flash of candle light
I write this for you
By the flash of candle light
I pray that you are well
By the flash of candle light
I walk these halls alone
By the flash of candle light
I sing you love songs and lullabies
By the flash of candle light
I wish you make your way to me
By the flash of candle light
I wish you make your trip safety to the other side

Advertisements

Thinking Of You

Thinking of you is sometimes too painful to do
Thinking of you makes me smile when I am blue
Thinking of you takes me back to a time when I was true
Thinking of you is a delight to do
Thinking of you makes my heart arch and shake
Thinking of you makes my heart sing a soulful tune
Thinking of you…….
Sigh
Thinking of you now gone, is so hard to do

Homeland

I miss my homeland of heat and wind

Tanning my borrow into golden skin

I miss the sea salt blowing upon the wind

Carrying with it scents of hopes and dreams

I miss the waves crushing upon the shores

Bringing with them bottles filled with love

I miss the palm trees waving in the breeze

Shaking their bodies to the beat of my drum

I miss the cries of the seabirds

Welcoming me back like the cries of a loved one

I miss my homeland of heat and wind

Oh how I miss it like the embrace of a loved one

A Great Britain?

Max Miller Poetry

A beer in his hand and fright in his eyes,
‘Go back where you come from and don’t say goodbye.’
He’s proud of his land and its Great British past,
‘You’re taking our jobs’, as I listen aghast.
Unemployed yes of course, who would hire this man?
‘Go straight back to India perhaps Pakistan.’
No one defends the Sri-Lankan gent,
‘We don’t want you here’, his fists look intent.

By this point I’m fuming, the dark fills my eyes,
Pulse racing, heart thumping, I stand up and rise.
‘Look at the Carlsberg you hold in your hand,
It’s from Copenhagen, no Great British brand.
Our sausages German and pizza from Italy,
Our curry from India..’ he shuffles uncomfortably.
‘Our country’s diverse and we’ve never been free,
From the lands just over the great deep blue sea.’

‘I’ll add when you talk of the Great British past,
Viking invasions…

View original post 80 more words