O’er the waves we sail,
To slow time’s pace but do fail,
Futile to prevail.
Tragedy so strikes,
Time it slows no speed it likes,
Through the heart it spikes.
by L. M. Montes
Time by L. M. Montes
Category: Poetry
Hidden Self by L. M. Montes
There once was a gal called Lily Bombaloolee,
Who loved to wear all her finger jewelry.
She wore it with pride
But behind it she did hide
The person she was truly.
by L. M. Montes
O’er the Sea by L. M. Montes
Salt water air the seagulls breath,
Sand glides toward the waters sheath,
White feathered wings tickle evening skies,
With rolling waves as they sail by.
by L. M. Montes
The Bay by L. M. Montes
Across the bay I gaze,
Mountains with hats of snow do laze,
Boats a-sailing waiver and weave
Upon the sapphire waves then leave.
by L. M. Montes
Vanished by L. M. Montes
A memory,
A thought,
In the foreground of your mind,
It sits awhile and lingers
In the glow before your eye.
Moments tease,
Others please,
In the foreground of your mind,
They sit awhile and linger
But your memories said goodbye.
You’re older,
You languish,
In the background of your mind,
You sit awhile and linger
To await a past that died.
Sorrow by L. M. Montes
The deepest sorrow ever felt,
was when true love had
come and knelt,
then kissed my hand and blew away,
and clutched my heart but would not stay.
Coffee and a Book by L. M. Montes
You woke one morning to rain-drop spatter
A chill in the air did nip,
Out the window wind whipped,
The day now does not matter.
To the kitchen sluggish feet shuffle
Timed coffee now is pouring,
Aroma floats and tickles the nose,
You grab a book and a truffle.
The office and work the rain it took
Home soothed you so much better,
So get your blanket and bundle up
To coffee and a book.
By L. M. Montes
The Time Piece by L. M. Montes
You placed me in my room
through a wall when punched with doom,
and on the floor I lie
with pain and marks of gloom.
I woke to tick tock tick
on a ground of cold dank brick,
A clock it caught my eye
with a face of blood and grit.
In the heat my heart it froze
when horror it did grow,
the gush and ooze of red
from the time piece it did flow.
By L. M. Montes
The Ride by L. M. Montes
I sat a top a horse and rode
on fields wet with dew,
a mist it hit me in the face
as my head thought of you.
Love’s Journey by L. M. Montes
Our love, a ruby crown
On high that soars in the breeze,
Grows aloft,
But no one ever sees.
Through pink cotton mist
With rubies above so adorned,
Walk with me
For our future there is born.
On eagles’ wings we fly
Our souls locked with love
For today, today
Our love carries us high above.
Time’s window of love, everlasting,
Passes fleet footed then gone in half minute’s time,
Hurry, hasten with me
Or remain ever repentant.
The joyful village of our hearts,
Beyond the beauty glistens,
Stay and venture to long lost gifts,
For which only you are smitten.
by L. M. Montes
from The Triunix of Time (book 1 in the Time Series)
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