The Poetic Voyage - Poetry Of Life's Journey

When the winds, had to reign, Blowing off, the peace and the trails, The night of fears, made her a slave, She ran for her life, and hid in the cave. The numbness, in her blue palms, Worsened like the, reigning storm, When the snow stood tall, like a wall, Blocking the entrance, making her crawl. The paleness, in her white face, Whitened like, the snowy cave, When she heard. the growl escape, The furious bear, oh he's awake. He's fur, was white like a swan, With teeth that's sharper, than a dog's, On her lips, was a sorrowful song, In her head, was unending wars, For a while she felt, her heart pause. No space to run, she crawled instead, With screams and cries, her tears she shed, She shut her eyes, she held her head, With the warm touch, she felt on her leg,  She opened her eyes, she's on her bed. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Life has changed, unlike before, I'm on the skiff, I see the shore, In a distance exists, the bright glow, I'll soon be there, oh yes I know. The sea is rough, I better go slow, When the skiff starts, to weigh more, There's things I love, I'll have to throw, It hurts a lot, but the pain, I'll ignore. The cloudy skies, please look below, The things I love, I must let go, What's mine will swim, with my skiff to the shore, Please be kind, when you start to roar. Far away, behind the glow, I see a light, that glows a little bit more, My poor skiff, its scarce, I know, I'll build you up, stronger than before, If only I planned a little bit more. Looking back, at the things, I had to throw, A few of them, had started to follow, Knowing that, the others were forbidden to hold, I bid goodbye, with sorrows untold. Leaving this sight, I turned back to the shore, The eyes of my heart, looked back to mourn, ...

Things have to start, Things have to end, You'll have to laugh, You'll have to bend. The nights may be long, When snow covers the fence, But you'll find a way to be warm, It can be through fire, don't forget. In the play of life, We continue to pretend, With the help of lies, Keep in mind, we must repent. When the days are long, And the leaves cover the fence, The grass looks like straw, That's alright, nature will color it again. From the oceans deep, To mountain tops and ends, The paths we crawl, are tricky my friend, Where ever I go, I know, To my destiny, is where this life directs.  -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

The grey skies, decorated with lightening, The puddles disturbed, by the people walking, The shutters kissed, by the rain that's pouring, No not at all, this life is never boring. Along with this, my mind began her sparkling, In the midst of the rain, I did not feel her pausing, In the flood of her imagination, she was swimming, I could not save her, I didn't know she was drowning. Back to the land, I saw her crawling, Filling some forms, I know she's withdrawing, The imagination, from her head, that's overflowing, With words and rhymes, she began her drawing. Seated quietly, she continued exploring, Through the disturbing winds, that are blowing, Her hands could not stop, shivering, But she desperately continued, her drawing. She turned back to me, she's smiling, Oh yes, that's me, in my own mind wondering, She handed me this rhyme, that I'm sharing, And she jumped into the flood of life, longing, No...

Swimming in a pool, Of empty thoughts, Wondering where, She lost all thoughts. Heading closer, To the victory point, Swimming back, In the pool called mind. Quarrels between, Her heart and mind, Rising high to reach the sky, Leaving aside the victory point. Shrinking in her empty thoughts, Mourning with a pointless cry, Thinking how it should have gone, Wondering if she was going to die. Leading all the fun astray, She chooses to stay, And haunt the house, Forgetting about the victory mark. A voice she heard, Called her out, Told her this, You can't give up. Turn away from your nagging mind, Look around there's positive vibes. Think about the road you drove, Keep in mind the seas you swam. Don't forget the insults and cries, Fly to all the joys you find, Don't give in to this messy mind, Come arise let's get over this hike. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-

Good day dear mates, Close your eyes for a while, Lock your mouth and smile, Lock your ears it's fine, I won't let tears overtake this ride. Get on to my jet, Tighten your belts, Get back and relax, It's true what you felt, A new journey begins. I hope you don't forget, We are boarding a jet, A quick ride along, A planet you've met, You can call her planet Debz. We've made it dear mates, Come see the whole place, It's all what I want, All wishes I grant, Only have a quick glance. This is my lovely planet, I come here all the time, I have no specific time, It's all just mine, And what's mine is mine. Alright now mates, Show me your capes, My guards need to make, A quick body check, You cannot take anything out. The door is sealed, It's not a big deal, If there's a tag, Which says it's Debz's, You'll just burn out. Trust me my mates, No one was healed, No one took it out, Unl...

I knew a heart, With loads of love, I knew a heart, With thoughts set above. Not just one heart, But many around, In a world which loves, To let them down. They continue to dream, But not asleep, They stay awake, To day dream, Nothing is done, You useless one, Is the usual crown, They carry along. Such sweet hearts, Just fade away, They choose a way, And their lives they betray. Some strong hearts, Just stay away, They chose to stay, And find their way. Which heart are you, I inquire today, Whichever you are, You are never too late. Which one are you, The world or the heart? Don't lie sweet heart, Even you are a heart. -Debra R. N. Ludwick-