David Michael : Writing

Swinging at Dusk

Swinging at Dusk

A Poem by David Michael


If there is ever a time that I am free and time slips away in a different direction, it is when I am enjoying that childhood past-time . . .
Down in Lindon Fair [Song]

Down in Lindon Fair [Song]

A Poem by David Michael


A lullaby. In a Celtic style, lilting 6/8 meter
All I Want [Song]

All I Want [Song]

A Poem by David Michael


A smooth jazz feel.
When I Am in Your Eyes

When I Am in Your Eyes

A Poem by David Michael


Love is at once painful and blissful
Faint Lights

Faint Lights

A Poem by David Michael


A late night after an alley-way metal concert, Hasting's parking lot, fun conversation, a single street light - a sketch of a moment in time
Maybe

Maybe

A Poem by David Michael


The cry of confusion, the pang of loss - these spark such strange sayings
I Dreamt of You

I Dreamt of You

A Poem by David Michael


A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep ~ Disney's Cinderella
Of Roses

Of Roses

A Poem by David Michael


To accompany a bouquet on Valentine's day...
Your Memory

Your Memory

A Poem by David Michael


If love is the number one reason for writing poetry, the loss of love surely is the next. ~ Andreas John Herrick
Beauty

Beauty

A Poem by David Michael


As if it hasn't been said before, and more eloquently, here is another exploration into comparisons of beauty. My VERY FIRST poem! (So don't read too ..