LOVE BE NOT LOGICAL
There are feelings we hold inside for another,
An attraction of sorts since the time of man has
Been discovered.
It's said that we all have a match meant for us,
But is the perfect match a fantasy or a constant
Search.
Perhaps a chemical thing all in our minds,
Connected with another for a mixture that creates
Our love.
Two different personalities not wanting loneliness,
Join hands together to become one part.
Is it possible to be a team and still have our
Own path,
Is love strong enough so that we don't drift apart?
Keith Garrett
Author: Man of many thoughts
MAN IN THE SHACK
MAN IN THE SHACK
You can find him, if you go far off into
These hills,
Way back beyond the green grass and rocky slopes.
Oak trees of many years hide what has been here
For a while,
Come closer so you can observe this shack built
Ages ago.
Once it may have been of fine wood as today it is
Withering away,
A home with no plumbing, no modern conveniences
Of the day.
The roof is worn, dried out from many days and nights
Of being here,
There lives in this shack, a man, not a youthful man
By any means.
Left in peace to live out his remaining days is this
Man in the shack,
We don't know where he comes from or if he's had a
Family, a wife, kids,
We do know that he's had a life, this man in the shack
Has his story.
Keith Garrett
MAGIC
"MAGIC"
Wizards with wands or magical dust,
Four leaf clovers and a seven showing always
On two dice.
Witches and warlocks, wishes or rainbows,
Do dreams come true, there are stars and moons?
Do unicorns exist, are there spirits in the mist,
Is magic a fantasy, what you feel are prayers
That are real.
Magic lives in the heart, it is a wanting hope for
All that you feel,
All you hope will be real.
Keith Garrett
MAGIC BUBBLES
MAGIC BUBBLES
There was a time when you were a child,
Remember when,
Children playing simple games back in a world
Of wishes and magic.
A bottle, do you recall that magic bottle from
Where bubbles appeared,
Close your eyes and blow through that circle of
Dreams, watch their form.
Bubbles, see the colors inside, small and big are
They as you see them float,
Away they go to somewhere, disappearing with the
Wind, Vanished bubbles.
As a child, it is and was such a creative, wonderful,
Experience of magic,
Did you believe, try to see that each one had a
Different gift to be held.
Blowing in the wind were dreams, wishes, possible
Things, everything,
Magic bubbles, once upon a time in a child's dreaming
Eyes.
Keith Garrett
BEYOND THE SKY
"BEYOND THE SKY"
From my beginning, I've sat and watched you,
Up so high, beyond what Is blue.
I'm always here but you can't always see,
Perhaps clouds' cover your view of beautiful me.
If my lights' are turned on you might see my smile,
On a dark clear night, I'll be up for a while.
As you awake In the morning I'll be asleep,
Another time Is when we'll meet.
Keith Garrett
CRIMINALS AND TRAITORS
CRIMINALS AND TRAITORS
Under siege, american soil on foreign ground,
They would take over, little regard for human life.
Dangerous games and politics from every side,
Lies are of plenty, faces of deception, who is on
Which side.
The mighty dollar is always on top in these
Worldly games,
Criminals and traitors sometimes go hand in hand,
Our flag was rescued in this foreign land.
Keith Garrett
A LIGHT IN THE FOREST
A LIGHT IN THE FOREST
Traveling together were myself and a friend,
A getaway,
Down the long highway we went, weren't sure
Where we were going.
We started out driving, searching for that
unusual place of discovery,
A forest, that would be our destination, we're
On our way into the day.
We travel along, talking and listening to our
Favorite music getting close,
Further ahead of us in the distance they appear
to our eyes, trees so high.
We'll be going up a ways, where everything is so
Green and darkness within the trees,
We make our camp for the night, ready in the morning
For our walk below the hidden sky.
Tonight a campfire, some food, laughing with a friend,
And sleeping under a star or two,
Morning light shines down upon the land, we pack our
Things and head into the forest.
Dark, very dark as we make our way deeper among
The ancient trees, where are we,
There's something up ahead, can you see, a light
In the forest, we'll be okay.
Keith Garrett
A WAND OF MAGIC
A WAND OF MAGIC
In hand, a wand would make me a magic man,
Not even a word, and crime would disappear.
I could stop time, rid the world of trash or
Pollution,
Take away the sick waters of rivers and oceans.
Murder on our land would be stopped with a hand,
The ill would be no more, cancer but a memory.
I could run fast or jump high,
A tear would be one less for all of mankind.
The cruel slaughter of creatures in the world,
With a wave from my hand, this would end.
A wand of magic need not be that of evil,
For love and good, the hand that holds this wand.
A wand of magic is not to be real,
We can wish, hope, and pray, that it all goes away.
Keith Garrett
A WALTZ FOR LOVERS
A WALTZ FOR LOVERS
She stands there dressed in a gown of
white satin,
On her feet, soft shoes that sparkle in the
Light, tonight.
Her hair made up like a princess at a ball,
She;s beautiful,
Awaiting her handsome escort as he moves out
On the floor.
Dressed up in a tailored made suit of black,
He stares Into her eyes,
Taking her hand as the music echoes into this
Magical night.
Around and around they bounce and sway, waltz
A lovers waltz,
These two become one as their bodies dance a
Lovers dance.
Romance is in the air for two hearts searching
Loves mystery,
A waltz for lovers, a night like no other,
A love between two.
Keith Garrett
AS LONG AS WE’RE TOGETHER
AS LONG AS WE'RE TOGETHER
Once in a while I travel back in time to a
Place I walked,
Through my time of youth where I played and
Ran wild.
I knew of her as a child back in the day of
Mischief,
Young and full of energy were we, never seemed
To be tired.
The heat from the Summer sun wasn't so harsh
At that age,
Growing up in a town of many friends and memories
So great.
We lived for the moment as many moments would pass
By into the future,
How is it that the grandparents we once had we
Have noe become?
We changed and went our separate ways, finding our
Way In this strange world,
Becoming parents, having children, and grandchildren
As the cycle goes.
Full circle as today we find ourselves in the same
place after a lifetime apart,
As long as we're together nothing else matters, time
Comes when we need to
Just think of ourselves and let all others live and
Move along into their future.
As long as we're together, everything will forever
Be better.
Keith Garrett