Biography of B.J. Ayers
Bobby J. Ayers (better known as Bj) has been writing poetry for the past 35 years. He is married, the father of three children and the Grandfather of Four. Many of his poems have been displayed in Photographic and Art Galleries throughout the world as a narrative description for works within the galleries.
B.J. Ayers Poems
Out over the ocean, and it’s waves it lay, A magnificent orange sphere, as it drops to the sea, With spears descending from within the fire, The magnificent beauty of the sunset each day,
I often think of this world I’m in, The life I’ve led, the life I’ll lead, How I’ve lived, and where I’ve been, What lies ahead and the seeds I’ll spread,
Just what is a senior citizen one may ask? If you have to ask, then you know you're young, Let me explain just what I mean, It's when your retire and finish your task
If I Could Fly
Oh, if I could only fly, Through dark gray clouds, And bright sunlight, Oh, if I could only fly.
Angry, dark, clouds, they fill the sky, The roar of their voices so low and loud, The rain they drop, so heavy at times, Tears are flowing, from the heavens so high,
Wings fluttering quicker than the eye can see, The little Hummingbird searching for sweet nectar Stopped at the flower, thinking to itself The sweetest one, this one must be
A Grandfather's Prayer
My Dear God, Please hear my prayer, For answers from thee, is all I seek, I pray to thee, for all like me, My Dear God, Please hear my prayer,
The Bald Eagle
Over the river and soaring high, Wings spread wide, with confidence assured, The strength, that mighty strength, Soaring above, high in the sky,
I Had A Dream
When I was young, I had a dream To be famous, with lots of money, A dream it was, yet never to unfold, Dreams never end, the way it might seem.
The Maze Of Life
Onward through the maze of life Each day forward we trek Choosing which turn to take Choices made, through the maze of life
The Black Forest
The Black Forest Timber swaying back and forth Hidden in the dark of night
A Journey In Life
Remember when. At an age so young, When life was in the future, And all your worries seemed so intent, And disappointments flowed from a parents tongue
The Old Oak Tree
The Old Oak Tree The old Oak tree, a splendorous beauty, It stands alone, oh the generations its seen,
More Than Friends
As Time moves forward, And memories are made, Remember your friends, Our love will never fade.
Fate Or Luck
Just what is fate and what does it mean,
Hopes to dreams to wishes and more,
Not always good nor always bad,
It’s often only, what we wish for.
Like a maze we’re in, with no end in sight,
We often expect more, than it can share,
Especially the good, we all wish for,
It‘s never enough, we think it’s unfair,