Beamer’s Knob

~ Beamer’s Knob ~

Just past dusk
fireflies sparkling
Against a majestic wood
A little girl
Just about five
Screams in delight
At the moonlit night
Great Uncle and Dad
Talking game
The little girl
Trying to catch night-bugs in vain
Beagle puppies barking
And chasing shoestrings
As she rolls down a steep hill
Giggling
Laughing
A starry eyed girl
Mom and Grandma in the kitchen
Little brother by Daddy’s hand
The little girl laying in the grass
Falls in love with the stars.

B.J.H.
02-13-2003

This poem was wrote about my Great Uncle Ballard’s Beamer place on Beamer’s Knob.  This is dedicated to my Great Uncle Ballard and my Grandmother Higgins who have both passed on to the Summerlands.

Alone in Stardust

::Alone In Stardust::

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I danced tonight in stardust
I fell into the orbit of life
Alone with the stars in the heavens
I found out that I could fly
No more am I grounded and desolate
No more do I fear the night
I danced alone in stardust
Alone in a peaceful cobalt sky

~~
©08.22.04
Bonnie Jean Higgins/All Rights Reserved

The Poet

~ The Poet ~

Sitting on a dock in the middle of the lake
Long hair curling in the mist
Stars falling to Earth
Moonlight in her eyes
In her hand rests a book
Crickets chirp and chime
As she writes her lines
She is in her own make-believe world
Wind dances in her hair
There are Castle’s in her stare
The words she writes
Release her soul

Bonnie Jean Higgins
02-13-2013

This poem is about my poetry spot at Lake Montclair

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Fog of Confusion

::Fog of Confusion::

There is a fog of confusion that sometimes clouds my brain

When surrounded by this fog I am lost inside my pain

I have tried to let the fog sleep

But my low moods bring it back

Then I have to start all over again

To bring my serenity back

This never ending battle between the normal and insane

Often leaves me in awe of the skittishness of my brain

I need a star inside my head to always shine so bright

To keep the fog from returning and mucking up my life.

by Bonnie Jean Higgins

03-11-01

Shadow Life ~ 07-03-08

Muted colors before my eyes
Dull and lifeless a shadow life
My moon has left me
and my stars don’t shine
In endless pain I spend my time
Shadow world is where I stay
Whispers of what used to be bright and gay
The sun has left me
The clouds have formed
In endless rain I have been reborn
A wraith in life
So close to death
Just one final kiss
Until one last breath.

by BJH 07-03-08