A Small Book of Poems: Random Musings

By Gillian Dawson

This small book of poemsit could be about the journey and all the memories that make up the paths we take or not.

It is about immature and nave lovelove that hurts and that which sometimes doesnt. There are themes that can be obviously seen and felt but isnt that what life is all about?

These could be about you or notyou may relate to them or not. They just are what they are and to some nothing more than random musings.

Some of these writings transcend memories over timea sign of the times, desperate measures, desperate thoughts and possibly even maturity. It is about the choices we make or not.

This book is about life and its transgressionsthe mistakes we make and the bruises we suffer as we stumble along the way. It is also about having respect for those bruiseswe learn from every one of them.

Enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 6, 2007
• ISBN: 9781465316011

Gillian Dawson

gillian dawson lives in Florida enjoying a tropical lifestyle while writing stories and poems when she can. She writes what she likes and enjoys and hopes that others might enjoy the same.

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Contents

Do you believe?

Dawn

Dusk

Grass

Lonely

Nature . . .

Peace

True Poverty

Losing ground

True Happiness

It’s Lonely Where I Am

Friends

Life is . . .

Lost Opportunities

Lost time . . .

Time is . . .

Us and Them

Sushi

You gave us . . .

Life and Death

When you left . . .

A mother . . . my mother

Sisters

Content

Crying

Freedom

The memory of you

Lingering memory

Love unraveled

Of You

Tonight

Love wasted

Love lost

A race with no winners

Togetherness

How real is it?

A Million Miles Away

An Affair . . . The Illusion

And for that I thank you . . .

Comfortable

What we pretend to be true

Playing the game

If

Innocent Bystanders

Leaving Again?

One of Those Times

Pieces to burn . . . holes that are left

The binds that tighten

The Edge

We move on

What we never know

the early years . . . the especially naïve and moral ones . . .

a time of ideals . . .

about the choices we made or the regret over the ones we didn’t make . . .

~ ~ ~

The world’s a maze

Many beginnings,

But only one end

~ ~ ~

Do you believe?

Do you believe

You will go to hell?

Jill fell down but

Do you believe Jack

Broke his crown?

I believe that war is wrong

But do you believe that

War is not right?

I believe in the garden of eden

But do you believe in Adam and Eve?

I believe that the world

Will end

But do you believe that

It will not go on?

~ ~ ~

The conflicts

in one’s own mind . . .

Produce the

obstacles in life.

~ ~ ~

Dawn

The break of dawn

Creeps through the

Openings of the trees

The sun sends its glow

Over the land

Feeling its warming touch

Knowing that it has

Let loose its rays

It is obvious to all

That it masters all

~ ~ ~

Dusk

As dusk sets in

The water ripples

Along the beach

And leaves its imprint

In the smooth sand

~ ~ ~

Grass

As I sit on the grass

I can feel the blades

Crawl up my leg

I can see the ants crawl through the jungle

Trying hard to avoid the obstacles

Which lie ahead of them

This morning’s mist