Beauty
Beauty cannot be thus if it does not
Awake the demon dormant within us all.
Beauty cannot be thus if it does not
Allow us the room in which to fall.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Decay
My body in slow decay
I think I built it this way.
Time for change to rearrange ourselves upon another plain.
Perhaps I’ll choose a different name.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Too Much Time In Thinking
Perhaps I spend too much time in thinking
Too much time spent drinking
But then I see my friends beside me
And I know there’s nowhere I’d rather be.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Angelic Proportions
I perceived this morn, this very morn
A child of angelic proportions born,
He cries for he hath had no warning
That he would never live to see the dawn.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Beneath a Twilight Kiss
We danced a thousand years
Beneath a twilight kiss
We cried a thousand tears
As we sailed a rivers bliss.
All it was we asked for
Was laid before our forms
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Indian Summer
A concept eternal breathes,
Rustling the leaves of the wild forest night,
Indian summer is calling,
The men of midnight shadows await their time to fall.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Lost to the Camera
Lost to the camera are they that pose
Lost as the cloud, lost as the rose
No beauty is there without the beholder
All beauty in youth and youth grows older.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
All Beauty In Youth
Lost to the camera are they that pose
Lost as the cloud, lost as the rose
No beauty is there without the beholder
All beauty in youth and youth grows older.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Where Am I?
Where I am is never to be known,
The picture painted never to be shown,
Only to be seen by those whose reason
Will be passenger to the imaginations direction.
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
Canvas Blank
The canvas blank confronts me
Screaming set me free of agony
Paint me – Taint me
Allow me my story to tell
Be it of heaven or be it hell?
Who shall know until they listen?
poem by David Lacey
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!