Neil Granger’s Poetry Showcase
Sunset
Colours splashed from east to west
Crisp air tingling my skin.
This is the time I love the best
Spending time with him.
He becons me into his arms of rest
To stay through the nights long hours
He helped me pass the days severe test
As I count the blessings he Showers.
Tis the sunset so sweet it is
As nature’s syphoney swells
As I consider A new how
wonderfully I am blest
On this gold and red sunset.
Neil Granger
Inner voice
Go easy on me
I am fragile and weak
The road has been long
And the goal I seek
Alludes me as a mirage
Or highest peak
Go easy on me
When you speak
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The Knight and the Swamp
The swamp gurgled and
popped the birds swooped
and cried, “Knight beware ! “
Sir Handsome Knight sang
of his adventures with song.
He laughed at the birds.
Recognition
In this enchanted moment
You offer to me this part
Of you when in nuptial bliss
You took your first kiss
Your inner beauty shone
In rays about your face.
Still you give unconsciously
A gift time will never fade,
Lady your glow.
Neil Andrew Granger
Let it go,
Don’t hold the
Hurt any longer.
Release it and
Your heart will.
Grow stronger
If your mind wonders
Over the dry land of
Parched dreams, receive the
Rain that healing brings.
What is bottled up
Within you release;
Your true friends are
Waiting to bring succour
And relief as gifts of
Their love for you.
Neil Andrew Granger
Hope
The bleak night
Followed by the day.
Although you feel it
Helpless try to continue on.
Let hope stay by
Your side so close
It becomes the air
You breathe.
Do not become
Suffocated by despondency,
Grey skies will turn blue
The sun will follow the rain.
Neil Andrew Granger
Up
When I feel low
There is only way
To go and that is up.
Through dirt
And grime I climb
And find myself
On a mountain side,
Looking up.
That is how I wish
My life to be,
Always thinking up.
Neil Andrew Granger
Gracious Giver
Soul of generosity
Your spirit gives
From the wealth
Within your heart.
A storehouse full
Of finest motives
Priceless as the
Rare works of art.
From this well inside
Your being a spring
Overflows watering the
Tender plants that grow
Up beside you they know
Of your compassion
And the great giver also.
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Flower
A golden flower on a tree
A lamp of peace
And serenity, for a moment
I stand in awe while its
Perfect beauty teachers me.
I need not reach dazzling
Heights or touch the sky in
Starry flight. All there is for
Me to do is let my beauty
Reach from me to you.
Neil Andrew Granger
Firefly Dream
Oh! Little lights you fly by
Night hold me close and
Make it right. With your
Angel wings abuzz light my
Way through all this fuzz.
Oh, little fireflies of mystery
with winks and dashes of
integrity let my life with
mentors be always there to
inspire me. I in passion shall
live my life guided by Your
light.
Neil Andrew Granger
Beggings
Baby wrapped in
Swaddling clothes
Soft innocence
Embalmed in love.
We are the ones
Who brought
You here to this
Fallen paradise above.
Gradually you
Shall blossom
Into what you
May become.
As sure as rain
Falls to the earth
Opening up new
Fern fronds.
Thoughts of ecstasy
Our constant delight,
When you were first
Felt in our bodies
The wonderful night.
Our gift, given
To us from loves
Storehouse within;
You have given us
Yourself something
More beautiful than
Material things.
Neil Andrew Granger
True Calling
This moment
Treasure
When in doubt
Reminisce on it.
The higher purpose
Exists above fleeting
Feelings which ebb
And, flow.
Those around you
Know when upon
Your face it glows.
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Neil Andrew Granger
Seasons
The spring time of
Our love has turned
Into the summer
Of our joy.
There is warmth
Still to feel
In the beauty
Of a falling leaf
As the laughter
Lines appear.
In the gift of love
For all the seasons
Each and every year.
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Neil Andrew Granger
Requiem
Hold no more
The pain within
Let it go.
Release the stones
Intent to hurl,
Don’t keep them
Let them fall.
Burn the ledger
Of past wrongs
Place the ashes
In an urn;
Bury them
Somewhere
Deep within,
The sacred place
Of a healing heart.
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Neil Andrew Granger
Please
Talk to me
Of this day
How good it feels
To be free from
Yesterday.
Speak to me
Of the hope
The future has
While we live
Our dreams
Today.
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Neil Andrew Granger