I See


I see the love that shines for me
From eyes of green and gold
I see the trust and faith that see
Where no danger can unfold

I see you walking by my side
The highlight of my day
I see your loyalty, with pride
As I watch you run and play

I see you as companion, and friend
Understanding all that I say
I see you will be there until the end
Faithful in every way

I see you old and at my feet
Both sleeping by the fire
I see you taking one last treat
Before the coals expire

 

Shadow of Your Wings


I see somewhere beyond this place
A time when I will see you,
When you will show me face to face
The power of your love,



I used to think that I was lost
But now Lord, I believe you.
I will not be afraid, for now I know..


I will sing in the shadow of your wings,
You are my rock, you are my refuge,
You are everything,
Carried me, Lord, through this dry and weary land,



Lord, I know you're teaching me to understand
My life is in your hands.



As I sit here in your presence, Lord,
I see a clearer sky,
See your power never ending
Reaching out before my eyes,



For this moment I believe
That there is nothing I can't do,
And I will not be afraid
If I'm with you..



I will sing in the shadow of your wings,
You are my rock, you are my refuge,
You are everything,
Carried me, Lord, through this dry and weary land,



Lord, I know you're teaching me to understand
My life is in your hands.




See The Children Play

 

I sit at my window

and watch them play

All of the little children

as they grow

Innocents enjoying

 the light of the day

Black, white, rich, poor,

friends even so

 

Tommy pretends to

shoot young Joe dead

And Joe falls down

but that’s all okay

Their guns are sticks

cinched with thread

They will all live to fight

another day

 

Rattle, rattle says young Joe,

me, I’m a tank

Ratat ratat ratatat

Little Tommy and his gun

Come running to the attack

up over the bank

Until the day is done

and down goes the sun

 


It’s only play and at

the end of the day

They will wander home

after the chase

Until one day we teach

them grown up play

And they lay in some

desolate lonely place

 

Can we not at least try

to turn this evil tide

Let Tommy, Joe and pals

grow and be well

And give up our greed,

arrogance and pride

And stop raising kids

to send them to hell





Pray For Peace



Happiness

 

Having someone to really care

Artistry, skill, and creativity

People who are always there

Pride in the doings of family

Insight and being ever aware

Never losing your own integrity

Ever striving always to be fair

Speaking and acting with honesty

Sharing our hearts in our prayer

















It is with great pleasure that I introduce to you here my third most wonderful book titled:
The Chronicles of Gilda


Back Cover               ISBN:  978-1-4477-7792-2                               Front Cover

The Chronicles Of Gildas is an Epic poem in twenty parts. Gildas is a Celtic Warrior, his adventure begins in approximately 90 B.C. on the day of his wedding to the beautiful Rowena, the Picts raid his village and she is taken. Whilst attempting to rescue her, Rowena is murdered and Gildas is turned vampyre. Thus begins the story of a love that will not die though all the odds are stacked against it. Gildas uses his immortality to track his beloveds soul across time, locating her in different ages and different incarnations only to lose her again and again. Their story is a breathtaking journey through history. Follow their heartbreak and pain in a rollercoaster ride through time, as the great lovers make history becoming part of the past and the future, creating myths and legends along the way as their tragic story unfolds.




  Next I show you my second published book titled:

"Broken Wings"


ISBN: 978-1-4467-1450-8

To walk within the realm of dreams and imagination.
The poems held within John’s second book, cascade like a waterfall, tumbling over the emotions of all things seen and unseen. “Broken Wings” has at last been penned, following on the heels of ‘Shadow Dancer’. Again, it will make you laugh, it will make you cry but most of all it will inspire you into wanting to keep turning the pages...

 

Click To Play ... Enjoy...John
.

This is my first book of which I am so proud

Titled: “Shadow Dancer”

Which is full of much varied poetry touching upon all themes…such as History, Literature, Horror, Romance, Commemoration, Sadness, War and Social Comment.  Please Click to Play my Video...

Because I am a graphic designer and illustrator I took great joy in creating a book cover that would portray the shadow dancer as I saw him in my mind as I wrote, nakedly obscure in all his glory…



Then on reflection I created a second cover as I well understand that many (ladies especially) might prefer a more formal cover, So this book of mine is very unique in the fact that there is a cover choice the red unconventional one above or this more traditional one in blue!



Which ever book cover you choose the content is same, poetry written from my heart set into sections, themes that portray all about being me, my outlooks on life, from sadness to romance, horror and war, history and commemmoration, through to spiritual prayers and my social comments. 


 TO PURCHASE ANY OF MY BOOKS GO HERE:


http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=23454035



Heaven In A Verse


Wandering around cyberspace, searching for my lost heart

I couldn’t find it any place, I didn’t know where to start

I came upon some Poets, writing their hopes and fears

I asked where my heart was they said dry away your tears


They took me to their passion a site for words like theirs

All were shown compassion even sharing anger and tears

I met experienced teachers who’d suffered, known strife

Who'd known the evil creatures that tore apart a persons life


I saw people gathered as one I thought of the arena in Rome

About God’s only son be calm he said, I’ll lead you home

Where people gather pen in hand He’s with them every night

And love is all that they demand because they’ve got it right


So thanks Pat and all for providing this digital pew

Where the oppressed can call to have a spiritual review.


Plane 9/11

A

Plane

Insane

Dashes

Crashes

Smashes

Flashes

Building

Burning

People were there dying some ones Son, Daughter

Love Allah, his sons, his daughters, your slaughter

Don’t you even care, your love of God is a lie

Firemen

Digging

Tighten

Rigging

Rubble

Lying

People

Dying

Pray

Let’s not stand by while others are made to cry


*A Style I Created called Plane 9/11


If you like my site will you please do me a great favour by clicking this link to vote for my site

http://cgi.top-25.com/top-25.cgi?arts&Patspassion


CLICK HERE TO GO TO OUR POETRY ALLIANCE SITE ...http://poetryandpublishing.co.uk/