Daffodil thoughts on a silent poet

:: 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

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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