Biography of Gerry Legister
I love creative writing. And I write poetry on many different subjects, including War peace, love, happiness, sorrow, anguish, heartache, religion, peace, heaven, family, travel, finance. Wring poetry is a way of expressing my thoughts to touch the lives of people.
Gerry divides his time between his spiritual aspirations in United Kingdom, and nudges the shores of Jamaica in the Caribbean.
Gerry Legister's Works:
The inspiration of poetry
Leaves of England
Best value for vacation
How to handle your finances
Gerry Legister Poems
Every sixty seconds spent waiting, On the reality to obtain promises, Could be a minute of inheritance gone? Never to come back and take chances.
Courage sometimes is the quietest voice That roars loudest from within, Making faith a distinctive choice And compelling motivation to try again.
Spring Is Here Again
Spring is here again taking a shower in the trees Bathing the wind that brings again spring cleaning, Wash the newly formed lawns and greener leaves, Of April; wet days soak deeper in sprinkling spring.
In Heaven With You
I’m in heaven with you, Spirited away on a burning sphere, Inside of me are the new Imprints of this adventure.
Pain Shall Have No Power
The pain we hate shall have no lasting power, And weak it will be when we shall see the sane, Go without dominion into deaths final hour, Sink into the ground where they will rise again.
You Make Me Feel Special
Under Your spell make me feel special, Share my doubts, remove all my fears When you smile I fall under your spell, You wipe away so many of my tears.
Dancing With The Stars
Airy tune plays the starry notes we adore Wind generate the breathe of vibrancy found, A beat tapping polite crescendo upon the floor, Judges joined in the finale of encore sound.
When we see summer changes The clothes we wear quickly disappear, And the next season rearranges Clouds more fastidious in the atmosphere.
Ashes In The Wind
The wound will leave your heart Lost in the shadows again, Ashes in the wind; tearing it apart Death comes with so much pain.
Love not too much by many, Edible flavor found in Sushi, Press into ball shape Varity, Smelled raw like the sea.
Sonnet About Tap Dancing
An airy tune play flavors we adore Generate the breathe of vibrant sound, Tap politely crescendo shoes on the floor Dance stance move lightly off the ground.
Love Is Precious
Perfect love cast out fear, Love is in the eyes of a dear friend, Love is found transformed in the air, True love has no boundaries to end.
Where Are The Butterflies
The hollow tract leading to a suave phenomenon Out of the skylight falls tenderly to the ground, Turn suddenly into the most pleasant sensation, Of new songs we hear bringing a pulsating sound.
The World Is Burning
The world is shaken by Armageddon awakening, Kingdoms began to rise and fall with repetitions, Crying out for peace and security monitoring Apathy and ignorance the coalition of Nations.
Memories are with me night and day,
But the ones that means the most to me,
Wherever I go, are those of my family?
And always known must leave for others to see.
I count the months and they turned into days,
I count the days and they turned into weeks,
I count the weeks and they turned into minutes,
Each time I count the memories; there are more intrigues.