Barry A. Lanier Poems

Calm and composed as in battle he sat,
The gray-bearded man, in a black slouched hat.
Forced from it's scabbard, so pure and free,
Flashed the gleaming sword, of Robert E. Lee.
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Have you been to a mall lately?
Such a unique experience!
Just sit for awhile and watch the people!
Where did all the pretty people go?
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Picturesque blooms wilt only to die,
Sunny days end, in darkened skies.
Slashes of blue turn to patches of gray,
All that is pleasant passes away.
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On corners far removed from notice
Chamelions passing time far removed
Dreaming their delusions and grasping
Grasping for hope, a place to belong
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Somehow I keep running and hoping,
Struggling to take hold of the prize.
Listening to my heart,
And the counsel of the wise.
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For practical purposes, my father was dreamer,
He'd be driving down the road, the suddenly turn around.
Did you see that?
'What! , I would reply.'
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In winter the trials of life have it ugly, bent, and twisted
Almost defeated struggling to survive the fig tree holds on
Spring comes, covered with green buds
Full of hope and promise, life renewed
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A quessential quiet classroom
Silent bewitching wind
Levitating in innocence
Looking to the right
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While sleeping,
He was there creeping.
This is my home, my refuge,
Has he come for my silver?
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Chocolate, or sex, in proper context,
So important we know indeed
So which shall we choose?
As we go on that cruise.
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