P.T. MacWilliam Poems

P.T. MacWilliam Poems


Best Poem of P.T. MacWilliam

My days are done, what is to be,
The future that is unknown to me.
In deepest thought I ponder long,
with hope, with fear, I may be wrong.

My ectoplasm departs from me,
Into the other what shall I see.
On a mission, I know not where,
Will I know when I am there.

Eternal space in . . .
Read the full of Beyond
There it is, a glowing light.
Shining brightly in the night
Though a mystery it may be.
Always shines for all to see.

The magic in its shining glow
And warmth created from its flow.
When alas there's searing heat.
Fright that sets hearts a beat.

One wonders, what is this . . .
Read the full of Luminosity