by Phil Todd | Nov 25, 2021 | archive
Line Of Sight For you are caught In line of sight So please make sure You do things right For you’ll be judged On all you do So to your life path Please stay true Though life may seem A lot to face That’s why it’s called The human race For creatures big And creatures...
by Phil Todd | Nov 25, 2021 | archive
No Room At The Inn I crept in slow to catch the scene As on the pillows they did dream Of days to come both good and bad When they would laugh and sometimes be sad A life ahead of who knows what To cherish in each moment lost While they in slumbers drift And what of...
by Phil Todd | Nov 18, 2021 | archive
This first poem is for nature He’s built upon my pastures And chased away my dreams He’s frightened off all nature As he advanced his schemes Now concrete is the fashion And lies upon my land As he cast away my rhythms As if they’re second hand But lessons are for...
by Phil Todd | Nov 10, 2021 | archive
A raid into my archives for these three poems from times gone by… Omens What are these things called omens What really do they say As the world it spins around us Lots will come our way I won’t stand where there is danger At least that which is known But...
by Phil Todd | Nov 4, 2021 | archive
Skimming stones is easy When you have the time Perfecting how to throw them While checking their design The flatter shape is better And always comes out best The ones that seem so lumpy Are the ones that you reject But there’s really a big problem Once you’ve thrown...
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