Welcome to The Pagan’s Pen…
A little space
A precious place
Ideas and thoughts
of a pagan poet….
or
Welcome to The Pagan’s Pen…
A little space
A precious place
Ideas and thoughts
of a pagan poet….
or
Tears of pain
tears of joy
tears of laughter
tears of sorrow
always tomorrow…
on my feet
on my knees
on my back
on the floor
they want more…
losing heart
losing patience
losing ground
losing hope
dreams afloat…
I crawl
I fight
I walk
I try
again
I cry
again
I wake
again…
I am human therefore, many things… A poet, a teacher, a seeker…. Come with me on a word journey… perhaps we laugh, we sing, we feel… we think…
This site and the human behind it are a work in progress.
To read the poems in their correct form-vertically-please click on them.
I have a short story for purchase in memory of a friend.
1/2 of the proceeds will go to the animal shelter that saved his fragile life long enough for us to love him for a moment in time…
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Thanks for stopping by…
No peace for man or beast From first light to last light the incessant whine of our times Machines! Drown out the sounds of life that soothe the soul Like nails to a cross know peace No peace Man is a beast…
It comes it goes this & that It always finds it way back To the I don’t know where did it go… Lost and found always look down Had enough… look up hold on Let go… into the flow a little of this and alot of that… 🙂
They fill my mind fill my time Shadows of who I once was of a time gone by… Shadows lurk they smirk, when I remember they remind of what was left behind Shadows play but never stay…