"I could a tale unfold,that would harrow up thy soul,freeze thy blood,and make each hair stand on end,like the quills of the Porpentine-so,Why yield to a suggestion whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,and make my heart knock at my ribs?"
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Gathered
Gathered
They gathered all of them
Famous and not so alike
They had something in common
The elders and the little tike
Their differences not so much
On this day
They were not famous or peasants
Had alot in common, some would say
Their common bond this day
Was really quite simple
Coming together each one
Some to talk and some to lull
But in the end, they shared
Each in their own way
The famous, and not, mother and son, the lot
They supped together that day
Maybe not all alike
But, not so different too
Just human beings in this world
Much like me and you.
© Dana Price
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Enchanted
Enchanted
As I sat by that Waterfall
I felt a peace within
Something that is most times elusive to me
Until I pick up my pen
The feelings come, a life of their own
They bring mystical, magical things
As if I finally have found a home
In these magical thoughts that cling
Freely the thoughts and words come
Another world I enter into
A world with only Love
Fairies, flowers and roses sweet dew
The magic from the pen flows
Takes me far, far away
To castles, knights and unicorns
In the twilight of the day
Clouds softly float
So high above this place
I never want to go back
You see, I have never felt so safe
Then gentle raindrops start
To fall gently from the sky
As a child would I embrace them
As twin rainbows form, I want to fly
Alas I know, it cannot be
I realize this but, I start to sing
In my place of tranquility
In my fantasy land I will stay awhile, it is all so Enchanting.
©Dana Price
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Monday, July 2, 2012
Bound By Love
Bound By Love
The ties that bind are not of steel,
Links of chain so cold to feel.
They are not made of leather bands,
Or silken ropes-binding hands.
They are not cuffs that click in place,
Of satin threads there's not a trace.
Not spreader bars, or restraints bought,
No man-made thing against which is fought.
Instead they come from in the heart,
Binding one right from the start.
Chains of loyalty true and strong,
Keeping one where they belong.
Ropes of truth, and threads of trust,
All these things, they are a must.
Roses all around will be
Forever until eternity
Cry to the angels up above,
We are
Bound By Honor-Bound By Love.
©Dana Price
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Moonlight
Moonlight
It streams across the sea upon my face
Softly outlining my being
The beam from the soft light, wisps up around me like an aura
Prisms of light dance in the mist
My eyes catch it and hold its radiance
Overwhelmed with its power,
Calling me with an irresistible melody of Hope
I have succumbed to its’ Beauty
The Moon has been my ally,
She gives me the power to feel my soul
She has helped me envelope it within my aura
My mind races with thoughts of Hope
I long for its’ contact, just to embrace
You see, Mother Luna has embraced me once again
Her charming and precious selflessness
She speaks of Love & Trust
The Moon is embracing me once again
And I look up and ask for my Hopes
This time to come true.
© Dana Price
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