B. J. Ayers (better known as Bj) has been writing poetry for the past 35 years. He is married, the father of three children and the Grandfather of Four. Many of his poems have been displayed in Photographic and Art Galleries throughout the world as a narrative description for works within the galleries.
Out over the ocean, and it’s waves it lay,
A magnificent orange sphere, as it drops to the sea,
With spears descending from within the fire,
The magnificent beauty of the sunset each day,
...
I often think of this world I’m in,
The life I’ve led, the life I’ll lead,
How I’ve lived, and where I’ve been,
What lies ahead and the seeds I’ll spread,
...
Just what is a senior citizen one may ask?
If you have to ask, then you know you're young,
Let me explain just what I mean,
It's when your retire and finish your task
...
Oh, if I could only fly,
Through dark gray clouds,
And bright sunlight,
Oh, if I could only fly.
...
Angry, dark, clouds, they fill the sky,
The roar of their voices so low and loud,
The rain they drop, so heavy at times,
Tears are flowing, from the heavens so high,
...