Sitting here by the fireside in the shadow of a golden light I reflect on my life and once again the poet writes… Just like a sacred journey back to The Temple of The Heart these are ancient times somewhere between the light and the dark. And In remembrance of you I pour myself another glass of wine for all the unresolved issues left suspended in time. But that’s another story for another time I’m seeing life through different eyes now than I did yesterday. You may still say I’m a dreamer but the dreams I dream now have all taken on a whole new meaning! But somethings never change like the color of my eyes the fire that burns inside and the tower turning… As I journey back to The Temple of My Heart somewhere in between the light and the dark. Sitting here tonight by this fireside in the shadow of a golden light and once again the poet writes…
Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
The tride says you reside here with my snow All of your brighest hair, been tarnished with rust You hardly knew I can discem your daisies grow Where your heart alone has fallen to my dust When the moon rages,
My heart loves you Was it not some time ago, My heart was like a rock? An impenetrable fortress, With steep cliffs at its side, A distance land, Far away, From where no ordinary soul, Would dare to reside? I
She’s as dark as midnight, dark as pitch, darker than the foulest bitch Give your dark heart to me Your presence torments every part of my body I dream about you so passionately My dreams are the regrets of my
I laid across your heart like a bed. Secure, soaring through the air. Goodbye to the linen I left back at home. Stuck in an room. I felt at ease. My back falling splat into comfort. An endless supply of