M Rene Riel
At present I am a mother of a grown daughter and have been living in Ontario for about 38 years. I was educated in both USA and Canada.(Grade 12) My favorite passtime is writing, something of which I passed on to my daughter. I hope you enjoy my work as much as I enjoyed writing them.I will hopefully attend college in the fall. Will take as many English courses as possible. more »
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M Rene Riel Poems
A Crimson Sky
might i make mention, of a looming crimson sky this moment now fleeting and will quickly pass you by
A Memory Shall Flow
Into a melody, a memory shall flow Guided by an echo, and, ever so slow O're to the mountains, t'is dancing on a breeze T'is the echo laughing with the trees.
A Milestone of the Heart
A milestone of the heart Has the wind for a friend Tis inspiration for the soul That stays true to the end.
lead me not to a path of righteousness, but, rather lead me to guidance and understanding bring forth a truth, so contageous and colorful
into the wind we all will soar and flightless dreams will be no more
Cookies and Tea
shall i serve you cookies and tea won't you share a time with me for there is laughter in my heart for the first time since you did part
I ponder during the day Certainly at night time too For if I didn't ponder I'd have nothing to do.
sing my little city dove, sing for their is delight in the songs you bring, upon sunny day's and warm skies while sirens ring and the city cries.
The King, The Willow and I
The king the Willow and I, one day Set our sights for fun and play, The king is my brother, the Willow a tree, And the letter I belongs to me.
Ink and Pen
A ship has set sail And its anchor aweigh A dream will come forth From that very day
Second Hand View
Seen from a bus, your second hand view, But seen by me was perfectly new, The sun seen rising to meet the new day, The bus seen continuing on journey's own way,
Into the Stillness
Stillness, fades from an awakening memory,
enchanted are the hearts that frolic in the depths of a vibrant soul for there is life in the heart of the nurtured
seek not for the pounding of the heart but pursue the caress of the gathering if it is not your true self, then where is the wanting soul?
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A Crimson Sky
might i make mention,
of a looming crimson sky
this moment now fleeting
and will quickly pass you by
in the light crimson lines
memories are there
it can quickly put you back
into the crimson I stare,
my days of youth gone
but, a memory doesn't age,
my thoughts of you linger
on a crimson stage,
these moments come and go
I want them all to last
my memories of you
are locked in a crimson past
might I make mention
about what you just read
the crimson is fleeting
but, the memories are in my head.