:: Blank Page :: I always admired him His words captured my attention Sometimes I didn't understand them But the passion in those words Told me more than he knew. The excitement he had The fire in his eyes when he shared his dreams It brought me inspiration His pen is silent now And a fear creeps into me He wrote to free his mind And at times to regain sanity I wonder now how he keeps his mind from shattering His passion and abstract daydreams A writer only puts down his pen When they have given up on living. B.J.H. 03-12-2012
Monthly Archives: March 2012
My Ocean Is waiting for me beyond the fence
:: Daffodils and Ravens ::
I look past the daffodils
Behind a birch tree
And see the fence
That keeps me trapped
An ivy covered picturesque
Prison wall
Beyond this solitary confinement
I hear my ocean calling me
My home is there
My heart is there
It is the only place I ever feel
True peace
I dream of it
I hear the waves in the wind
I try desperately to will myself there
But I cannot get to the world beyond the fence
So I sit here
Looking at the yellow daffodils
Listening to Ravens
And wondering how I became trapped
Behind this fence
Again
B.J.H.
03-12-2012
Fools have enchanted me for years even if their names escape me
:: Fools Regret ::
I laugh at you the fool
You could have had it all
The princess in the tower
For you would gladly fall
Alas, you have missed your chance
She courts the prince of night
Her heart could have been yours forever
While she was living in the light
She has turned back to the darkness
while you dream at what could have been
She sleeps with Death her lover
Once again Darkness wins.
04-10-2005
Bonnie Jean Higgins\
The Fallen angel smiled brightly and laughed when she wrote this. I don’t even recall the fool it was about
Feathered Mask
:: Feathered Mask ::
she is but a dream to his loving heart
Her reality hiding in the dark
Her illusions she spreads like a feathered mask
To cover her soul so none can pass
Pictures she sells you
When you ask of her life
A painting to show you
That everything is alright
Rainbows she creates
When you ask of her heart
Smoky visions from her romantic art
Rainbows, visions, illusions and masks
Smoke and mirrors at every pass
She is but a dream to his loving heart
Her love is hiding in the dark
Her illusions spread a feathered mask
To cover her soul so none can pass
03-15-2003
Bonnie Jean Higgins
Let the Masquerade Begin
:: Colorful Illusions::
A kaleidoscope of pictures
Colorful swirls of memories
On a background of indigo
Paintings of delusions
Hiding in illusions
A pretty story to make into my history
Translucent shards of glass
The pieces of my past
Swept in a corner of my room
A key upon my neck
Where all my secrets are kept
It will only open one door
I will show you my illusions
We will live in my delusions
A pretty painting of how it is supposed to be.
02-18-2003
Bonnie Jean Higgins
Dreamscape Poetry 