Biography of Gerry Legister
I love creative writing. And I write poetry on many different subjects, including War peace, love, happiness, sorrow, anguish, heartache, religion, peace, heaven, family, travel, finance. Wring poetry is a way of expressing my thoughts to touch the lives of people.
Gerry divides his time between his spiritual aspirations in United Kingdom, and nudges the shores of Jamaica in the Caribbean.
Gerry Legister's Works:
The inspiration of poetry
Leaves of England
Best value for vacation
How to handle your finances
Gerry Legister Poems
Courage sometimes is the quietest voice That roars loudest from within, Making faith a distinctive choice And compelling motivation to try again.
In Heaven With You
I’m in heaven with you, Spirited away on a burning sphere, Inside of me are the new Imprints of this adventure.
Spring Is Here Again
Spring is here again taking a shower in the trees Bathing the wind that brings again spring cleaning, Wash the newly formed lawns and greener leaves, Of April; wet days soak deeper in sprinkling spring.
Dancing With The Stars
Airy tune plays the starry notes we adore Wind generate the breathe of vibrancy found, A beat tapping polite crescendo upon the floor, Judges joined in the finale of encore sound.
Ashes In The Wind
The wound will leave your heart Lost in the shadows again, Ashes in the wind; tearing it apart Death comes with so much pain.
Pain Shall Have No Power
The pain we hate shall have no lasting power, And weak it will be when we shall see the sane, Go without dominion into deaths final hour, Sink into the ground where they will rise again.
A Jamaican Woman
I see a Jamaican woman, dancing to reggae music, She is looking more attractive, Taken by different shapes of the body,
Love Is Precious
Perfect love cast out fear, Love is in the eyes of a dear friend, Love is found transformed in the air, True love has no boundaries to end.
We meet roommates sharing the same space, With complete strangers a new friendship begin, Trying hard to hide their moderate taste, Eating together and barley wearing nothing.
Where Are The Butterflies
The hollow tract leading to a suave phenomenon Out of the skylight falls tenderly to the ground, Turn suddenly into the most pleasant sensation, Of new songs we hear bringing a pulsating sound.
When Love Is Not Enough
When in this land you have given your all, And not think twice when someone needs forgiven, Love can cover the hurt every time you fall, But bruises will be hidden beneath the vale of sin.
The Rose In The Churchyard
Did you see the Roses that grew and made changes to the church yard? Inside the providence of Gods law they painted the imprints of his word.
You may dismiss me during the fast Moving performances taking place, Pay more attention to costume and cast A spell over those sitting in the audience.
Love not too much by many, Edible flavor found in Sushi, Press into ball shape Varity, Smelled raw like the sea.
I’m here; I thought you were my best friend,
But I found out too late,
You only pretend,
So I am left here with pains and ache.
I’m here left on the empty shelf,
With no reply and too many questions,
Trying hard to come to myself,
Staring at the wall and finding reasons.