Cerridwens Grotto

I love to write poetry so here are some of the poems i have written.

THE KEEPER

The cold mist crawls into the vale of Avalon, chilling its inhabitants to the very marrow of their bones. The time of reckoning is upon them, once more the keeper roams the countryside again. Who is the keeper I here you whisper. He is the one who is the punisher, the law keeper. The righteous and the just need not fear him. Only those that hath evil within thyne hearts will feel his wrath. So beware those of you who carry darkness in thy heart for the keeper is coming. Nay he is here.
Copyright cerridwen1964 10/06/2001

THE DARKNESS BREAKS

The darkness breaks as I near the lone street lamp. Turn left or right (does it really matter anyway) dam strait ahead will do. Think mind think. Is that the shadows of my mind I see or the shadows of the past? I hear Laughter and crying or is that the whisper of the wind. (Whats the time, shit I better move fast) memories are strange things that emerge from time to time. The sight, the smells, the sounds from our past. They come flooding back again. Is it truth or fiction that I seek, I guess Ill never know
The darkness breaks as I near the lone street lamp copyright cerridwen1964 14/07/01

TIME WILL TELL

Oh it is better to die a thousand deaths than to feel the pain of a love. A heart breaks into a thousand tiny shards unrepairable. Lifeless, loveless, all emotions burnt up, shredded and thrown away, cast life chaff to the four winds. Feelings numbed beyond all senses. Nothing left but the dry twisted husk of what once was. Move on they say, theres someone out there just for you, keep looking the right person will come along. But can they mend a heart so shattered and torn, can they pull a life twisted and pulled apart together once more. Time only time will tell, only time .
Copyright cerridwen1964
19/07/2001

MEMORIES
I have tried to remove her from my heart and mind but somehow she survives, she is a part of me she lives and breathes with in my memories. The smile that lit up my life the voice oh so sweet, the long red hair the freckled cheeks hidden behind a blush the arguments and the insults to they are all still there. The memories will surely fade some day both the joyous and the sad.
It was a rare and precious gem a lifetime friendship lost nay one I threw away But alas life go on as it must and I must carry on as does she. I can only hope that I might find another friend as true as her one day. I will continue my quest my search till the very end who knows what may pass maybe Ill find another someday.
Copyright cerridwen1964 20/11/2001

The journey

One can not choose who one loves. Love does need sacrifices made from both parties. Yet so often only one makes them. The path to true love is a rocky and unstable road that we all attempt to make journeys on it, some fall by the wayside others experience fleeting moments of time, and some complete their journey. Why I do not know but one thing I do know and that is we all have the overwhelming need to take the journey.
Copyright cerridwen1964 2000

Do you remember

Do you remember the good things that we had, the laughs, the smiles, the talks and chats, the problems solved, our travels near and far, the people that we met? I do
Do you remember the bad things, the hurt, the tears, the insults traded, the spiteful things we said. I do
Copyright cerridwen1964 23/06/01

The Betrayer

The betrayer. The betrayer of your trust. I caused the harm and the pain by my senseless act.
The betrayer. The betrayer of your trust. I spoke the cruel words meant to harm when you asked me why.
The betrayer. The betrayer of your trust. I asked for mercy but none was given,
The betrayer. The betrayer of your trust
copyright cerridwen1964 20/11/2000

The Darkness of My Mind

My soul hides within the darkness of my mind, awakening only when I am asleep and dreaming. Then it can travel to a billion places at once searching for the things I love, running through the joyous fields of my childhood, the heady days of my teens, the frustration's and laughs of my twenties, then to the regrets and satisfaction's of my thirties. Forward I now look to the next decade of my life with trepidation's but also with a hope a great hope for the joys that also await me

cerridwen1964 2003 15 Feb copyright


				*Cerridwens Grotto*



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