Thursday, November 7, 2013

Wandering Poetry

Wandering Poetry~A collection of thoughts and images

Saturday, December 8, 2012

"The Silent Horse"

I hear the sound
Of the Merry Go Round
Off in the distance
In the silence of the cool night air
Long ago when the music would flow
In the midst of the rag bag fair
An owl might hoot
An elephant might roar
The chug of the train that waits
It carries with it the many hearts
Of those who sleep upon crates
Stinging fingers that cannot penetrate
What is lifted as a great weight
I only listen to the merry go round music
For I know not of my own fate

© 2012 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Sunday, February 26, 2012

"Little Mommy"

"Little Mommy"

In contemplation I take notice
Of how the dew gives way
To the rising sun
Except in places
It lasts awhile longer
Before it's finally done
But then there are flowers
That dance because of winds
Their swaying petals
Although at times motionless
As in such that which rescinds
Great spans of time
Bonds which still hold true
Another day-another sun
Another morning dew
Whether under moon and stars
Or muddy colored clouds
The sky will always look upon us
In care of gentle shrouds
Yet there is the path of wonderment
That I have traveled greatly
To know their heart
To share their mind
They are so,somewhat stately
Verily even death
As I know it
Shall not break the connection
Far beyond what is on earth
Beyond the last formal breath
Beyond the final Resurrection;

© 2012 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Friday, January 13, 2012

"In the Moment"

Confrontation as clouds rattle
Abandonment on the road
Wandering through life
Where I had been
In and out of strife
The puzzle now completed
Yet the questions still arise
On the road
Under the clouds
A settling voice
Which is much more wise
No words have yet been spoken
For which there are no words
I find little comfort
Except to watch the flight of birds
Which carry me with them
Beyond the clouds
No more further weeping
By those who walk with shrouds

© 2012 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Saturday, August 6, 2011

"Eagle in the Sky"

On wings of
I dared to fly
In open skies upon the plains
In search of flowing waterfalls
To cleanse me of my pains
Powerful talons enough to hold me
To never let me fall
From dusk to dawn
From moon to sun
To heed the distant call
Underneath the many stars
That conceal my open wounds
My multitude of scars
Upon the eagle's wings
Those winds that carry tunes
Like voices in my ear
I am safe from all that beckons
For there is left no fear

© 2011 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Thursday, June 2, 2011

"Into the Ether"

Upon the psychedelic moon
I rest upon it's crescent
My crystal ball only allows
Insight into the minds
From those who know...
My place in the vastness
Of what exists

© 2011 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Friday, May 20, 2011

"Ode To My Muse"

Her heart's been broken many times
They don't hear her inner voice
They shake their heads and pretend to agree
In other things they want to rejoice
Her mind is such a lovely thing
She has a song to sing
I hear the melody in my heart
It pulls me like the reins upon my steed
As the hart enjoys sounds by a brook
It fills my inner need
I have not said so as of yet
In all these years I've known
A day will come when I will speak
To reap the seeds I've sown
I dream to carry her in my arms
To reside in her heart
And she will know that I will stay
Never to depart
For I know the pain she's felt
I've cried my tears for her
And sat alongside while she slept
To see if she would stir
I counted all the breaths she took
Each one precious as it was made
The image of her in my mind
Could never fade
For she is beauty of all that flows
Her gentle caring ways
To wipe the tears from her cheek
To spend my ending days

© 2006 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Saturday, May 14, 2011


Enfolded within myself
As the world around me thrives
My sensitivity
To the incoherent sounds
Everything that surrounds
From the many in the street
Who have such lives
Feeling the pain
As well as their joy
Like a stray dog who lives
From day to day
Surviving on scraps
From sympathetic passers by
The visions I have seen
Feed my heart
As I live within my own self
Upon the hardened sidewalk
In the jungle of concrete
Amidst the weeping skyscrapers
That hover above
© 2011 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

Wednesday, April 20, 2011


Forgivance is a hidden treasure
That abides within
My gaze into the valley
Seeks out unfinished pyramids
Muted in time
Solitude upon my platform
Within the mercy of isolation
Is a tolerable thing
Over such horizons
Where I have gone
Seeking out what may seem
Distant to all others
What is within my grasp
A spark within
The flickering flame
Cloaked upon me
In it's ancient form
It rests until called upon
In my own due time

© 2011 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Where do I go to Now"

Fluttering in the leaves
Under the bow
Feint whispers from the past
Clouds lurk in the quiet
It blots out the noise
As the sun deserts
In the wind
Revealed tears
Concealed fears
Time has quickly gone by
Raising my fist towards the sky
Though it may deny
It rises like steam
  Dissipating into the ether

© 2011 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved