What
Lies
In this
Unknown
World?

Curiosity taking
My hand
Leading
The way
Ahead.

We
Walk
Together
Through
Life,

Learning
Lessons
as
We
Go.

Trying to
Find change
In the bank
Of
Our heart’s.

Hope’s
Bright beacon
Guiding us
On our journey
Making all possible.

written by me and Aaron from Poems (poesie) you can check out his work and see what he’s up to at his site https://Poemsfromthisdude.wordpress.com

Fiery stars blazing in the midnight sky.

Gleaming brightly against the onyx of night.

Gazing up,

My mind set adrift.

Thoughts they wander in the quite still of night.

Sending me off on a voyage of dream.

Navigating stars,

Sailing ships through the midnight sky.

 

– Jamie Whorton ©

Winter’s freeze sets in,

Trees stripped of their leaves,

Stand barren against the gray.

Grass lay dormit, hiding away.

Until the warmth of Spring finds its way.

To soothe the icy heart of Winter.

Gracing the land with its warm gentle hand.

 

– Jamie Whorton ©

Photo by : Jamie Whorton

Photo by: Jamie Whorton

Photo by Jamie Whorton

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Tattered and torn standing through the test of time. Something that’s yours and mine. Flying high against the sky gently waving in the breeze. For love of country and of man. With honor I stand. Hand over heart. Pride in my soul. A prayer for all who serve, and for those who never came home. From east to west, sewn together in the fabric of Old Glory as one. United together, one and all.

Jamie Whorton ©

Why do the ones who care the most get pushed away? The one Who has no motives , the one who truly cares.. Is discarded, and replaced.

While the one who couldn’t care less, who oozes fakeness and is filled with motives.. Is held with such high regard?

A question I think I’ll never have an answer for.

The only thing it leaves me with is unknowing and pain.

 

Jamie Whorton ©

What’s your views?

Your hopes, your dreams,

And everything in between.

Show me all of you, and I’ll show you all of me.

Give your all to me, and I’ll give you my all,

My everything within me.

As I stand here before you unveiled, do you like what you see, or will you turn and walk away?

Does your expectations exceed the reality of me?

In this unveiling of me, how will we proceed?

The fears we all must face. To let someone in past the many faces,

Faces wore as a safety net,

A security cloak.

Afraid of being rejected for the reality of me.

 

Jamie Whorton ©