Trick or Treat


Trick or Treat

Twinkling stars

Eerie sounds

Flying ghosts

All around

 

Frozen and Batman

Zombies and more

Holding out sacks

For goodies galore

 

Sounds of cats

Screaming at nights

Hooty hoot owls

Screeching delight

 

The one night of year

When excitement is due

With witches and goblins

And everyone says BOO!

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

10.18.2014

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STAY


 

 

STAY

Don’t leave me

Don’t go away

Stay by my side

Please don’t let me slide

 

I know you aren’t really here

I can’t see you anywhere

But I can still see our love

In my bed and right above

 

You left last week

You walked out on me

You said we were through

You wanted someone new

 

But I can’t let you go

I must feel you by my side

So I cling to memories

In my dreams, our love, you and me

 

You insisted on walking on

Take your clothes, take it all

But when you turned to leave

I stole our memories.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

10.15.2014

Autumn Leaves/ The Daily Post


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Autumn Leaves

Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth — or with dread?

 

PUMPKINS AND SUCH

The summer heat is gone

The furnace on

The winds doeth blow

For jackets we go

Campfires heat

Marshmallows we eat

Crisp leaves fall slowly down

Almost covering all ground

Jack-O-Lanterns glow

And the children know

Trick-or-treating is near

Time for costumes and gear

Smell of pumpkin pies

Tearful memories in eyes

Saying grace, holding hands

Families gather in grand

Summer has gone

Time to sing a new song

Let us enjoy this new day

And soon Spring will be on its way.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

09.21.2014

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GOODBYE SUMMER


 

GOODBYE SUMMER

The air is beginning to change

The crickets loud and clear

The leaves have less color of green

We can tell fall is far too near.

 

The air seems to hover

A thick fog in the morning light

School buses in bright yellow

Children screaming in loud delight.

 

Vacations are over

The beaches close

Birds fly south

Allergies leave my nose.

 

Halloween comes to mind

Decorations galore

Costumes to make or buy

Buying candy from the store.

 

Thanksgiving to follow

Christmas Day on the way

An excitement builds within us

As summer strays to yesterdays.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

09.04.2014

 

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Tunnel Vision, The Daily Post


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You’ve been given the ability to build a magical tunnel that will quickly and secretly connect your home with the location of your choice — anywhere on Earth. Where’s the other end of your tunnel?

 

THE TUNNEL

 

A house at the edge of the block

Covered by bushes and trees

A scary place to walk by at night

Can make you feel so ill at ease

 

And  inside lives an old woman alone

Who  cares  less about the outside view

She’s heard all the scandals and stories told

She smiles, because she always knew

 

That she is the only one who has

A secret place given only to her

A tunnel which brings her life  alive

Which she sees clear, not even a blur

 

When she feels cast out from the world

She only need walk through that door

She lets the light guide her way

To there and here for  never more

 

And waiting for her to say hello

With smiling faces of delight

Is all her family passed from here

And everything is finally alright.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

(Terry’s Thoughts in Poetry) Facebook

08.19.2014

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ENOUGH, I SAY


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ENOUGH, I SAY

Enough of the noise

Enough of the chatter

The bitching and like

Nothing seems to matter

 

I have to leave

I tell you now

I gotta get out

Or scream and shout

 

I clock out today

And go home and pack

I leave a note

I am not coming back

 

The drive out of city

The air begins to clear

I can almost feel

That I am very near

 

I get out of my car

And shut the door

I look back at the past

Thinking never more

 

I stand at the bottom

I look way up

I can feel my heart

Running over the cup

 

I get my gear

And I lock the doors

I head up the mountain

For ever more

 

No one will see

What my eyes can view

Understanding is gone

Between me and you

 

I find a place

A perfect fit

I place all my things

Then I bend to sit

 

The air is pure

My head is clear

I can feel God everywhere

He is very near.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

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08.16.2014

OLD BLUE


OLD BLUE

Old Blue that was his name

The best damn dog I ever had

It almost seemed he could read my mind

He was always good, and never bad.

 

I found him on the back porch

He looked so thin and cold

I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him

So I picked him up to hold.

 

He couldn’t have been no bigger

Than my two hands held together

His tail showed a little life

And I knew he would be mine forever.

 

I raised him all those days from there

Even taught him a trick or two

He was always by my side

The two of us were stuck like glue.

 

Then one day  I got old it seemed

And Blue he even got older

When  I went to give him his breakfast

He didn’t move and his skin was colder.

 

I  lost my best friend that day

Now I had no reason to live

Old Blue had kept me company

He had so much love to give.

 

I sit here with tears in my eyes

As I look out over the grounds

I sure do miss that dog I admit

Miss seeing him run around.

 

Lord you brought me a friend

And now you took him away

Do you think my day will come

When he and I can play?

 

I rock in my worn out rocker

And I look up to the skies

I thought I heard a familiar bark

Then I wipe the tears from my eyes.

 

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

08.15.2014

 

 

THE YOUNGEST I WILL EVER BE


THE YOUNGEST I WILL EVER BE

Today I am

The youngest

I will ever be

Another minute

Hour gone

Dusk sits in

Replacing light

Softness fall

All around

And I listen

To the quiet

And I ponder

On tomorrow

Wondering what

Is in store

As I look forward

To being the youngest

One more time.

WRITTEN BY,

TERRY SHEPHERD

08.15.2014

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Don’t Let it Win


Press deeply my friend

Don’t let it win

Stand tall

Hold close, don’t fall

Life will move on

You have to remain strong

It may look far away

I swear it’s closer than today

Don’t listen to the talk

Stand up, strut the walk

Bind your ears

Rid your fears

For there is nothing worth the price

Of giving up your life.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

07.03.2014

 

A Kiss is But a Kiss


A Kiss is But a Kiss


A Kiss is But a Kiss

A kiss is but a kiss

A smile is but a smile

But when you touch my face

And my heart begins to race

I want to sing and dance

My feet begin to prance

I want to  hold you close

I want to be your rose

Pluck my petals please

Bring me to my knees

For a kiss is not a kiss

A smile is not a smile

Unless you’re here with me

For all the world to see.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

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