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I dwell not upon the tears
That passed between us
On occasion through the years;
Nor on the words we heard or said
At times that touched our scars
From older wounds of prior days
And caused us to act in fear –
To protect our hearts from the pain
Of being made a fool again.

Instead I choose to recall
Treasured fondest memories all –
To think upon the days and nights
Of laughter, love and thoughts
Of future times, when enthralled
Our spirits were lifted high,
Causing us to soar above,
And in our love,
To see Eternity.
—©BRW 06072013

Wordsworth said, ‘Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower, we will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.’

Man of the Earth; Child of the Sky
When the Man of the Earth
Saw the Child of the Sky,
He longed in his heart
To be by her side.

If but for a day
To be freed from his bonds,
if but for a moment
To fly.

“Can you make my heart sing,
And give it wings to fly?
Will you make my feet dance,
If I take a chance
With you?
And if, at daybreak,
I awake,
And you are gone,
Will I then recall
That my wishes all
Came true?”

The Heavenly Dream
Heard the Earth sing;
She turned
And held out her hand.
Together they danced
With the Angel of Romance —
The waltz of love
Without end . . .
The two moved as one
Until morning sun,
When the angel, with tears,
Said goodbye . . .

Then the Earth wrote a song
For the child that had flown;
And he sang, when it rained
To the Sky . . .

“Oh, how my heart sang!
With wings in the wind
It flew!
And the dance my feet danced —
The thrill of the chance
With you!
And though, at daybreak,
As I awake,
You have gone;
I will always recall
That with you
My dreams came true!”

For the Man of the Earth
The Child of the Sky
Is you.
–©BRW (Wordcarver)

Lady’s Eyes

Lady’s Eyes
The new sun would rise,
And so would I
Climb into the saddle
And ride.
Every day,
Never afraid
To go into the battle
And fight.

I knew I could win
Again and again
For the shining light
Of Lady’s eyes.
Lady would wait
At Victory’s gate,
Each day, her eyes
Beaming with pride.

Lady’s eyes,
My Lady’s eyes,
Shining, like stars
In the sky.
Lady’s eyes,
Like beams of sunlight,
I’d ride to the fight
For Lady’s eyes.

Now the sun sets,
And Lady has left,
And the warrior inside me
Has died;
The battle I lost
With unbearable cost
Was the fight I fought
For Lady’s eyes.

Lady’s eyes,
My Lady’s eyes
Forever will shine
In my mind.
Lady’s eyes,
Like beams of sunlight –
Love lost
When I lost Lady’s eyes.
–©BRW 1988 – 2013


Midday shadows, autumn breeze;
Gentle rain on golden leaves;
Couples strolling in the park,
Hand in hand and one in heart;
Making plans for days to come,
Just like us when we were one.

Evening shadows, sunset sky;
Gold and red blends into night;
Arm in arm two lovers walk,
And build their futures as they talk;
Just the way we use to do
When arm in arm I walked with you.

Midnight shadows, bright moonglow,
They pause, embrace, then turn to go;
And as the midnight bell now tolls
For us as our lives unfold,
Will we walk for daybreak hand in hand,
Or does the bell toll our love’s end?
–©BRW 1988 – 2012

I do not normally post the writings of known poets on my pages, but a friend sent me this short excerpt from Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116 that I feel compelled to share.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. -William Shakespeare


Here’s to those who have gone before –
Who lived their whole life for a Lord,
That they believed was in the sky.
They died.
What for?

-©BRWalker 01062013

Xmas tree through windowPretty lights
In your window;
Dancing bright
Like your eyes.

Pretty Lights
Like the starglow;
In the night,
In the sky;

Pretty lights
In your window
Light the night
Light my soul.
-©BRW 12122012

When I reflect upon our days
I wish
We had understood our hearts–
That I had understood your pain
And that
You’d understood my fear.

Your heart is pure,
And so is mine;
But scars from wounds long past
Built walls and fortresses
To protect our souls
But which also hold us in

The love we share — and still we care,
But do not dare to show —
For fear the pain will come again,
And we won’t survive the blow.

And yet, inside our souls we cry
At the loss we both now feel
We up our guard, but wonder why
-Does it have to be like this?

The pain, still there,
Means we each still care,
But could we dare
To be a fool?

Afraid to try, afraid to cry,
Afraid to trust again.
Can you? Can I? I know, inside,
Our wounded hearts still care.

I care, you care, but do we dare
To unlock our bolted door?
Would it be a waste of time,
Or do at last we understand?

From when we met until this day
My love still thrives and grows;
I hold my hand to you, Dear Friend,
I open up my soul.
–©Bob Walker, 08182012

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