By Tamara Beryl Latham c 2008
Sand which fills the hourglass
Scattered densely through the sky
Blown by some eternal wind
Into some mere mortal's eye.
Harbinger of pain and doom
When dark falls to quickly seep
Into some mere mortal's wounds
Now I lay me down to sleep!
Destiny, the child of fate
Fleeting through the midnight hour
Marking those within her gate
To exalt and then devour.
As she sings her unsung song
Destiny, doth slowly creep
Powerless, both weak and strong
Pray the Lord my soul to keep!
Destiny will scourge the soul
Scorch the body 'til it bakes
As mortals pray, both young and old
If I die before I wake!
With a vengeance ne'er to wane
Hail Mary, full of grace!
Sending all men whence they came
Pray the Lord my soul to take!
By Tamara B. Latham c 2008
A carmine rose
Which fails to wilt within the hour
A carmine rose
Who's living poetry and prose
Not the quotidian flower
Whose perfumed scent would fade and sour
A carmine rose.
By Tamara B. Latham c 2008
As I embark through woods on Winter's eve
Empowered by tranquility within
In awe, my eyes now focus to perceive
Where sunlight ends and shades of night begin.
For beauty such as this is found per chance
Where ice yet glistens on God's sacred trees
Where heft of snow doth cloak the barren branch
Where dwindling light embraces Winter's breeze.
Enchanted woods once detailed forest green
Yet pristine spectra beg the eye behold
Now painted white in splendor crystalline
As rays of sun beam down to warm my soul
Still frozen from the drifting snows of time.
My body stumbles drunk on nature's wine.
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