Gulliver Gimble Poems

A change of season is drawing near.
Scented hay perfumes the air.
Green grass slowly turns to brown.
Fallen leaf's canvas the ground.
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I have seen this wooden mast before.
Flowing blue sails on silent winds.
You are not welcome here anymore.
Once you were my only friend.
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Woof!
Light and faint.
Legs are trembling.
What is my dog dreaming?
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Silent whispers upon the night,
hang from stars of silver white.
Cling to dreams of heavy hearts,
wishful words from miles apart.
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Look at all the cracks in this wall.
If things don't change, they will sprawl.
You've been given a warning, a simple call.
One more month to watch it fall.
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Wicked is the ego of self centered fools.
Who care about nothing but causing trouble.
Nobody can do right in the eyes of such people.
They have people beside them blinded in comfort.
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Anticipation as wiled winds settle down.
Stretching shadows can again be found.
We look for autumn’s leaves upon our ground.
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I love you for being only you.
I love you for being caring and true.
I love you for laughter and lonely nights.
I love you for loving my not so many rights.
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When corners become dark again.
Shadows seem to be my only friend.
Grey clouds find a way home.
Untrained thoughts freely stoned.
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I stand grey, cold and alone.
Like a statue on Easter Island.
Watching endless waves roll by.
Waiting for your long return.
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