Richard Taylor

	DREAMLAND- version two		ETERNITY

	In the land of the pharaohs where symmetry knows no home, where logic is nonsense and ghostly knights still roam. In caverns deep and wide I fly and wonder fills my heart. Of monumental scenes that flow and tear my soul apart. Deep I go into the night resisting morning’s dawn, and deeper still I fight the light in lovely dreams reborn. I wonder if God above made for us this domain, to help us cope, through his love nightly to escape our pain. And as the dawn brings me awake only fragments now remain of that other life in which we take, the relief that keeps us sane. [And in this land of dreams each bring a sigh] [As nightly we pass the wanderers by] Richard Taylor 2004 ------------------------------------------		It lives in dawn's first ray of light and in a new born baby's cry, it lives in the beauty of each night and the love in a father’s eye. In the earth and in the sky it lives among the hunger and the pain, in the warmth of a mother's arms it lives where rich or poor are all the same. It lives in a church's smallest space or wherever we bend our knee, it lives in everyone whatever creed or race bound together in eternity. So dream of it and let it fill your heart and never let it go. And take it with you through your life and eternally you will know. Richard Taylor 2000 ------------------------------------------
	God Many names different faces only one Richard Taylor 1999 Published by Time Haiku Magazine Editor Dr Erica Facey. Time Haiku group 105 kings Head, Hill London, Vol-10 ------------------------------------------ Space Countless stars vacant beginnings endless Richard Taylor 1999 Published by Time Haiku, Vol-10 ------------------------------------------ Everest The mountain sleeps waiting to meet new friends Richard Taylor 1999 Published by Time Haiku, Vol-10		Beauty Little bird so small so perfect Richard Taylor 1998 Published by Time Haiku Magazine, Vol-8 ------------------------------------------ Sign of the times Birds singing on a spire but the church is closed Richard Taylor 1999 Published by Time Haiku, Vol-10 ------------------------------------------ Native American Hail proud tribes numerous as the sound of lost innocence Richard Taylor 1999 Published by Time Haiku London, Vol- 8

	Hi, my name is Richard Taylor, I am a decorator by trade. I have been writing poetry all my life, but after a
	problem with my health in 1997, I decided to write full time. I live in England and have had a number of
	poems published by mainly British magazines. I first came on the Internet in 2003, and have a small poetry
	site. Also, I have enjoyed collaborating with my friend Joe, in a number of poetry related writing groups.
	The poems below are favorites of mine, the short set having been published.