by Leslie de la Haye | May 9, 2010 | Poetry
Oh grant for us our wildest dreams Away from doom and morbid schemes Where each our little problems grow And so we reap the crop we sow. Please grant for us the best of health And fill our purse with gold and wealth Then make the path we walk quite smooth Yet make it...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 9, 2010 | Poetry
Colour Narcissus deep of the night White of angels wings soft morning light Heavenly blue that envelopes earth Gold is laughter of a sweet childs mirth. Silver water of cool mountain streams These are the colours filling my dreams Not that Ive seen it! But Ive been...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 9, 2010 | Poetry
There is a dead fly squashed on my screen And when I hit him, he did not scream His body is black; his sure has bled But now! Bloody tiresome fly is dead. His body is now completely flat And for all concerned: That is that! His tail is curled, and his legs are spread...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 9, 2010 | Poetry
Why in the depth of this evil pit Does such a sad man, so lonely sit? Bereft of love from the female kind He has just pending death on his mind. When did the world he so loved then change? Why did his loss make his mind derange? Around each corner another trap Sanity...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 9, 2010 | Poetry
I see with my fingers And I feel with my eyes The colour of rainbows With their whispering sighs. As I smell the rich earth I then sail with the clouds Through torment of people As each gathers in crowds. I feel pain of childbirth And the fear of a child Like a...
