Winners Circle...a poem

Winners Circle
Written by MR...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
May 26, 2012


Took him home to Indiana,
The place he had been born.


Laid his ashes at the track
A finality to a request from long ago.


Welcome home,
Be at peace
You are now complete.


Turn three forever christened
As your final resting place,
And another memory
Burnt into my mind.


Goodbye now
Until we see each other again.


Live in spirit
At the winners circle
Forever.

Dressed for Success...a story

image prompt for Saturday Centus

Dressed for Success
By MR...Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
Written May 31, 2012...All right reserved


She was dressed for the occasion
Her old stand-by, blue, striped dress
And her brand new gold shoes.


She was dressed to kill.
Not too much,
To look better than the bride was uncouth.


She was there to glimmer,
To shine with those shoes.
Her dress fit her body in all the right places
Swinging happily at her knees.


She was sure to turn heads
Slowly.
Subtly she would
Rope them all in.


Her husband  to be
Was among this crowd for sure.


From this dream she awoke
And realized she was only 13
And had to go to school.

Remembrance of Chaos...my story written for Saturday Centus

image source from: http://jennymatlock.blogspot.com

Remembrance of Chaos

Written by: MR aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf

May 19, 2012

All rights reserved.

The first fireball had been seen early in the morning.

Chaos!

Then another.

More chaos and unbelief.

Frantic calls.

People running.

People glued to the TV.

Emergency vehicles everywhere.

Then,

A husband and father heard to say, “Let’s roll!”

Another, “…three of us are going to do something about it.”

More grief.

An eerie quiet fell upon the cities.

In a hush that had not happened since Kennedy died.

Rescue and hope began,

As silent tears fell for people unknown.

The world seemed in chaos now.

What to do? 

Where to go?

Are we safe?

Questions unanswered.

New world born.

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Note:

This is my story written in response to the picture prompt given as above and for the new meme I found who's blog button is below.

The two people I mention in this story deserve to be recognized for their words and the heroism...Todd Beamer and Tom Burnette Jr. 

I wish to say that all those who perished that fateful day are never forgotten and you too are also heroes in my book.

~Naila Moon

Wounded...a poem

image source: http://www.freevector.com/wounded-heart/

Wounded
By: MR/Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
Written May 16, 2012......All rights reserved

Tension raised
Heads bashing together
Fiery tempers draw breaths.

Time lost
Relationships broken 
And gone.


A wounded life
Moving forward
Without the meaningful ones.

Where is the peace?

Walking...a poem

Walking
By:MR...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
Written April 15, 2012

Concrete path before me
Miles ahead
Starting
One foot in front of the other
Clomp
Clomp
Moving forward
One step at a time
Around and around
Clomp
Clomp
Sucess measured with each step
Clomp 
Clomp
I win!

A Special Letter to Santa...a poem

A Special Letter to Santa

Oh my dear Santa Claus
You bring such Christmas joy
To almost every girl and every boy.

My entire life I have believed in you
It really is true
But there are some
That really, really
Do not know about you.

They are the lost
The ones that are losing hope
They need you dear Santa
Just so they can cope.

I am writing you this letter
Not for me you see
But just for those boys and girls
That need to believe like me.

So, Santa,  just one more final thought
If it is not too much trouble for you,
Please remember to spread your magic
To those who have greater wishes
All the year through.

Poem Written by:MR aka Naila Moon of the Greywolf
Original posting December 18, 2008 
Reposted for Blogger post : December 7, 2011