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“An Artist Dream”
by: Sharon M Hayes © copyright 2004 Down beneath thy heart and soul Lies that which self cannot control Desires fire when in the night Can make the darkness turn to light And from beneath the glow takes hold It wells and swells till mind is full Of colors oh so bold and bright It gives minds eye creative sight Now that which eye takes into air Brushed on thy canvas once lay bare Thoughts made whole and truths are told by lines and shapes and colors bold Set out to dry upon a shelf Heart soul and spirit of thy self Caught at glance by passers by The colors dance and capture eyes Much deeper than the eyes it flirts An artists spirit takes new birth And lives among the canvas sold Which speaks to thee both young and old Relations form when dream is hung Felt differently by everyone Tis desires cry to soul and heart Which turns a painting into art “Beautiful Poppies” by: Sharon M Hayes © copyright 2004 There he doth lie in poppy field wounded heart unwanted shield Now schooled in loves serpent bite his heart beats on his spirit dies How is it such sweet love took hold to blind him from the tarnished soul Like unto in this bed he cries red beauty seen but poison hides “Willow Tree” by: Sharon M Hayes © copyright 2004 Meet me 'neath the willow tree at break of dawn I summons thee Hear now my story never told of how warm heart turns stony cold See my breath in morning air feel pains weight in heavy stare A love of mine did live this one committed now to time undone With trust filled heart, world at her feet her spirit danced, bright and sweet Purest of souls to thee no measure till one tempted with his pleasures Wooed her with his gift of mind teased her heart and poured her wine In his arms her heart did lay from dark of night till bright of day When he'd had his greedy fill he turned away and crushed her will Her thoughts clung tight, to days no more of soft warm sand on distant shores Now story told, such fitting place weeping willow, fall from grace |
“Out to Sea with Dill”
by: Sharon M Hayes © copyright 2012 Another story never told Of a handsome man, not young, not old He took to sea with a sail of red In search of dreams without a bed Soon sunlight turned to clouds of dread Winds that roar tore sail to shreds Dill on his knees prays safe return Instead awakes with sand-dune burns Clouds give way to misty haze And sounds of laughter, birds of prey Dill lifts his head from deserted beach And sees young Lady a-dance on feet Black suit, braid hair, and lavender lips She pours champagne as her welcome gift They laugh till tears begin to form Share words of kindness, bliss, and thorns Dill swears to keep her safe from harm And talks of how he’ll build a barn A cabin with white stone for fire A big brass bed for hearts desires The sun shown bright that afternoon Waves break to the sounds of 60’s tunes Now bottle gone, black suit adrift Lady swims beyond Dills skiff Dill lay back to take a bake Hears Lady scream and fears her fate With breaststroke that could fetch a medal He pushes on, meets with sea devil A giant squid with suckers bold Nearly swallowed Lady up in whole Dill steadily on way back to shore Spots Lady’s leg, and a bit more As he clings to leg to stay afloat He vows to cherish and boards his boat Then suddenly a thud, then thump Quickly turns to a massive bump Dill hangs his head over bow to puke And sees huge fish in a black swim suit He grabs his pellet gun from its rack And shoots the fish till on its back Snatched the suit and ties to mast Set to sail again at last No wind, nor blow came round that day But Lady’s spirit came to stay She jumped aboard and said “Oh Dill, I’ll need that leg to dance, I will” Dill helped attach the leg and more Then pushed the boat away from shore Their laughter put the wind in sail While music played on every scale The moon came round and lit the way They danced and laughed through New Years Day "Listen" by: Sharon M Hayes © copyright 2016 Take thine hand but guard thy heart For two are one until they part Futures past hath tainted trust Now true love returns to lust Guard thy soul a safer bet Eternal love in death is met |
“Winds of Change”
By: Sharon M Hayes Copyright 2019 The winds of change draw ever near A whispered verse a bend of ear Those drifting hearts may never find Contentments bliss nor peace of mind A soul once lost may be found The life of choice a higher ground Loose these strings let me be Winds of change set me free “In the Now”
By: Sharon M Hayes Copyright 2019 In the now with no regrets Upon my shoulder came to rest The brightest white ones ever seen This feather captured all my dreams Eyes closed tight I send to air Make a wish, a devil’s dare Gentle wind that kissed my face Swept my dreams back to space Seasons passed but time stood still Wishes made now fulfilled Prayers of thanks I look to sky An angel winks and feathers fly |
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