Gwynneth Green poet and lyricist extraordinaire, her poetry and lyrical background are gifts from her grandfather, Bud Green

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do you believe

i believed
everything said
when the sun rises
waking we
to a new day
promises we make
our dreams woven
in words
that needn’t be spoken

i believe
truth
is the basis
of trust
that luck
did not
bring us together

Galena

calming the waters
of turmoil
she finds serenity in the sea
creating a bath of tranquility
for all who drift
in her wake

anxieties
no longer exist
for she teaches survival
to the weakened
she demonstrates endurance
to those feeling forlorn
she of a

silence

shhhh…..
hush

please do not
make a sound
disturb
the perfect balance
of this moment

someone
needs quiet
to sift
through
the rough spots
of the day

someone
needs noiselessness
to meditate

join in
absorb
the loveliness
that quietude

corvina

sweet corvina
dark and mysterious
in her magical ways
living in the perfect balance
of light and night
she symbolizes change

whisper your secrets
your confidences and fears
into her protective wings
she’ll never disclose
nor reveal
always sheltering your being

ah……..
yet

a question for you

i have a question
for you

do you really think
you can
out stare me
do you think
you’re better
than we
do you think
trust
isn’t earned
do you think
there is
nothing else to learn
do you
think

portal to adventure

be fearless

the creatures of this wood
will watch
as you wander
hear them
rustling
in the leaves
curiosity
is their concentration

in this wooden trek
lay an opportunity
to leave humanity
outside
becoming one
with
the inhabitants
learning their secrets

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