I see myself as a very free spirited person. I love to express myself in many ways from poetry philosophy music and spiritual experience that I draw from the environment. I am keen mountineer, guitarist, traveller and I hold firmly to to notion of “walking 10,000 miles of roads is better than reading 10,000 scrolls of books.
francis carter is a member of ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, "All parks" and Oh So Emotional (Current Emotion: Confusion).
Songs of light and love radiate from your lips / as though that was all they were designed to shelter and share.
Be as if you were a falcon, but also as a sparrow, / and voyage high and far, but also straight and narrow.
I stand alone on a lone hill. / My gothic ghost like figure contorted and broken / at its final resting homeostasis after eons / of shaping and weathering from the lashes of time. Twisting fro…
Eyes wondering, pondering, over desolate land, / much glory and story on this blade in my hand.
So lord whisp him away to where his thoughts they may lay / and though a precher man he ain’t, / when you live a life of a broken man its hard to remain a saint.
Through the howl you hear a voice, / Dreaming that see her face, / Your family waiting to rejoice, / No mother’s arms you’ll now embrace.