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 8, 2010 | Poetry
The morning has not yet opened her eyes, Whilst dew lays still upon the unkempt ground Yellow Buttercup and the Daffodil sighs Yet of summer birds, theres not even a sound. Slowly the world comes now gently awake And the sun appears from over eastern brow So the...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 8, 2010 | Poetry
When north winds do blow Whither do thee wander said the sun to the cloud As you whisper by me, and you whisper not loud Oh where did you come from, and where now do you go? Sometimes flying by fast, when the north winds do blow. You are dressed in white, and...
by Leslie de la Haye | May 8, 2010 | Poetry
There hangs a star of infinity Definite orbital planet bright In deep ravenous darkness of dreams Tarrying for the tomorrows light.
by Leslie de la Haye | May 8, 2010 | Poetry
High above my buffalo robes, In the wigwams place of honour; Keeping the bad spirits at bay, My sacred emblem: Dream-Catcher, A gift from my daughters own child, Given with love to Grandfather. As I sleep, the gift is blessed By the one great and good spirit Manitou:...
