Gateway
Original Poem by Leslie Noyes
Overgrown, cloistered
broken path beckons enter,
mysteries await
Beyond yon gateway
sweet surcease entices all
safe harbor perhaps?
Or a peaceful mask
for unbounded violence
does this door provide?
We find as we seek
death or life, evil or good,
poison or sweet balm
Enter then at risk
of encountering your fate
heart safely guarded
Original artwork by Julie Powell
The Last Time
Original Poem by Leslie Noyes
When was the last time, and did we know then that it would be?
No, for if I had understood I’d have held on forever, the end would never come;
I’d will it away.
There were tears that neither of us understood at the time.
I laughed them off. “this was too beautiful,” or something equally inane.
maybe if I hadn’t laughed, if the tears had continued, the denouement
would have only been an interlude.
Original artwork by Julie Powell
Credits:
Original Artwork by Julie Powell, with original poems by Leslie Noyz