Quest

[George.Wright]

and the reason for being
the truth is here for seeing
search ye around the attic's dusty shelves
spiders and hidden treasures in delph
but the oracle is within thyself
and meshed and stamped into your mundane and vain existence
you need to pull the curtain back on these, to see the distance
you have the ability to tell your own fortune
and it will tell you that death is coming soon
and if you can seperate the crocodile tears from the gloom
you will see your progress on the path
and give death your last laugh
for ye shall be born again
increasing your progress to the goal
and growing the flowers of love in your soul
untill one day, you reach the summit or peak
and your soul will ever expand as you speak
become infinate and complete with the universe
and the last will become the first
Georges

Copyright: George Wright 2004

[bee]

Georges ~I loved the poem

and your soul will ever expand as you speak
become infinate and complete with the universe
and the last will become the first

touched my heart, thank you

[George.Wright]

Thanks for your nice comments, bee. It was a simple poem written at my friends house, on the keyboard directly from my thoughts.
Georges

[Makera]

Hi George ~

Wonderful vision in this one, George! Really great!
Wsn't sure about giving "death the last laugh" though...was that the sense you intended?
I wondered if perhaps you meant, "give death your last laugh".

~ Makera

[bee]

search ye around the attic's dusty shelves
spiders and hidden treasures in delph

there's so much- the atmosphere,~ shadows and dust- just like life is- shadows and dust- I loved that one, thank you George

[George.Wright]

Thank you Makera for pointing out my mistake. I have it corrected now, thank you for your kind comments as well. Bee, i am glad you liked the poem. How's Frisco?
Georges

[Vesuvius]

Ciao George!


I like the spiders and delft image too! Also the crockodile tears.



Vesuvius

[George.Wright]

Thanks, Ves , your opinions are always purrrrfect. Kind Regards......Georges