Category: Robert Vardell

Canvas

Not at the top though in the world Do not see the tone of the colors Feel them Touch with your fingertips Discover within Feel the harmony without sight Know who with silent lips Nurture thought as a tomato plant in a garden Travel even as we lay Canvas with even stroke Although mystery in

Gold

There is no true get rich scheme What ever you pursue will be work Though there is moments of richness That are more priceless then any gold or diamond Journey with a friend A goal to pursue Pursuing goal that reminds you of life The goal you were pursuing becomes obselete It was not what

Well

Can you put your clothes back on Well your showing your true age

Words in the Palm

In my palm Feel what I do not say Stare at the lines that have been etched In the mirror Starring at a face that has met me A man that has seen days of yesterday A man if he was to look back nothing would be the same The scars, tattoo’s and the lines

Kneeling moon

Castle’s crumble Wave’s wash away dreams through the haze above the sand Wind howls to the man that stands Path of the righteous that was built on lonely Left in the memories of yesterday hanging faith onto others Uncertain future of tomorrow in thoughts just a beginning of unexplored Eyes of green are not eyes

A fools wish

In what I seek Within my heart that tangles a weave to the soul offering an abundance that is projected In mind a woman of desire calmness to be loved for who she is What she offers and is willing to give day in and day out Honesty, integrity, patience, faithful, intelligent, caring Adventurous, romantic,

Dance life to the end

So many have muttered live life to the fullest So much to see So much to do So many not free No time to count wilted flowers in a garden that will produce more Every breath till the last is more precious than of one’s desires A shame of shallow material things some wrap their