It Comes From Within

Everything I do comes from within
I am no longer trying to be
Someone I’m not

The person I am
The poetry I write
The words that I use
Come from within me

The love that I feel
The love that I give
Is from within

You have the power
You hold the key
You know where it is
You know what to do

Let your brightness shine
Free it
Be it
Live it

And always remember
It comes from within

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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As The River Flows

As the river flows

So does time

No one knows

What might have been

Or what will be

The ripples in the water

Are like the ripples in time

Constantly changing

Never the same

Be like the river

Go with the flow

Know when to change course

Know when to go slow

But time slows for no one

When your time comes you’ll know

If you’re on the edge of tomorrow

It’s your time to go

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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1:30 A.M.

It’s 1:30 A.M.
It’s late and it’s early
And I’m awake

Six of my dogs are around me
Four on the couch
Two on the floor
And I’m awake

As usual the pain woke me up
So I took some pills
And now I’m awake

When I was younger
I’d sleep all night
But I’m older now
And I’m awake

The pain starts to lessen
And my eyes are getting heavy
So I’ll go back to sleep now
To dream
About writing

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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In My Dream

In my dream I walk alone
Wondering what this dream will bring

I remember what I had
And what I lost
Sometimes this loneliness
Is like a heartbeat that drives me mad

My dream takes me to the edge of promises
Promises made so long ago
And once again
Nothing is ever quite like it seems

I’m wandering
Through times long forgotten
Trying to relive
Memories of what was

I dream of places
Where I’m forever young
Places long ago

In my dream I live what was
Then I wake up to what it is

You and I are now what is
And I am so very grateful
For the Blessing
That is You

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Susie Streaker

This was a song I wrote in 1974 and recorded
at the RCA Recording Studio in Montreal.
Our band was “The Now & Thens”
with me on vocals & drums,
Gary Finney on keyboards & vocals,
and Willie Carnes on bass guitar.
I wrote and sang lead on this song
and the flip side, “To Lee, With Love”.

This picture was posted on Facebook by a friend
of mine. If you look closely, you can see where
I autographed it under our band name (it’s very faint).

My glory days, lol.

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Deep Peace

In each of us there is a deep peace
A peace that brings strength
Contentment, Calmness

Open the door to your soul
Find that peace that is within you
As you listen to the songs of the night

Take the time to discover your peace
Find it, Embrace it
And feel the power

It belongs to you alone
And once you find it
You will set yourself free

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Sit Next To Me

Sit next to me and watch me write
My words of love for you tonight
They may be wrong, they may be right
I hope you’ll read them with delight

Moonbeams and memories guide my pen
Memories of now and memories of then
My heart is filled with love for you
Let my words show why I love you

You are a part of all that I do
Life began again when I met you
Somehow you and I both knew
We’d loved before and our feelings were true

So sit with me and watch me write
The never ending story of our love tonight

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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The Wonder Of You

Like the beauty of a twinkling field
Filled with a thousand fireflies on a warm summer night
Like the enticing smell of freshly baked apple pie
Or a garden of night blooming jasmine
Just opening for the evening

The evening songs of the peepers and crickets
Are creating Nature’s symphony

You are all of these and so much more
As the silent glowing of a million stars
Enhances the beauty of you
You become my Goddess of the Night

As the moon slips from behind the clouds
And creates a portrait of you in the moonlight
My world is transformed
By the wonder of you

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Cherished Treasures

The beauty of a rising sun
Which tells us that the night is done

A sunset tells us night has come
Thanking us for all we’ve done

A child’s smile, a lover’s kiss
A shooting star to make a wish

An evening walk along the beach
Children learning what we teach

The sound of rain on metal roofs
The galloping sounds of horses hooves

A thank you note, a compliment
Figuring out what a poem meant

The nicker of a horse at feeding time
Knowing that I’m yours and you are mine

The wagging tails of dogs we love
Angels watching over us from Heaven above

We’re all different yet we’re all the same
This is my poem, and you all know my name

What are your Cherished Treasures?

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Darkness Has A Hold On Me

The darkness has a hold on me
Nothing is worse than the things I see
Nightmares haunt me in my dreams
My only way out is my fantasy

If you could see what the darkness does
You would say goodbye to who I was
Come along with me tonight
And let me bring your fears to life.

Come with me and have no fear
You are the one that I hold dear
Don’t look back on days that are gone
It’s time for us, we must move on

When darkness ends and morning comes
They’ll look for us but we’ll be gone

We’ve gone back to the night we met
When the darkness came that night we left
The darkness whispered, “Time to come home”
And then it took us as its own

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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The Dream

In my dream I walk along an old dirt road
So close to the edge
Of the known and unknown

I hear the wind play a melody
As I realize I am all alone

This lonesome dream has been haunting me
Making me wonder
What it wants from me

In this dream I am lost and alone
And I wonder if I’ll ever get back home

Nothing is real here, everything’s fake
Will I ever wake up
And get out of this place?

Nothing is as it used to be
I wonder when he will come for me

Just carry me home
When the Reaper comes
And bury me under the willow tree

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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A Writer In The Dark

I am a writer
A poet to be exact
Poetry is my craft
My words make you react

I am a writer in the dark
Where nothing feels like everything
Where who knows what tomorrow brings

My words can make you laugh or smile
My poems have no particular style
The dark brings me visions of what to write
They use the dark to stay hidden from sight

It often takes me through the night
For it must be perfect,it must be right
Only writers in the dark will know
When the words they write all start to glow

We give you love
We give you hope
We write our poems
To help you cope

When daylight comes my work is done
It’s time to rest and have some fun
I love to write but when I start
I am a writer in the dark

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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The Girl In The Book

I fell in love the other day
With a girl in a book that came my way
I didn’t even know her name
But I knew I’d never be the same

She came to me on fairy wings
Singing songs of love and pretty things
We traveled through the lines of rhyme
I knew I’d love her for all time

We danced with fairies and spread our wings
She said she’d show me magical things
I fell in love with that girl in the book
I’d stay with her no matter what it took

She took my hand and led the way
Through woods and wonders with sunny days
I didn’t ask where she was taking me
I knew it was with her I wanted to be

And now I’m happy as can be
The girl in the book has married me
I’m now in the book, just her and me
Together forever is where we’ll be

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Along The Way ~ A Journey Through Life

This was my second post on my blog on April 8, 2017. The first was a
welcome post. I thought my new followers would enjoy it.

“Life has a beginning and an end. Join me as we celebrate the journey along the way. Along the way we crawl, we walk,we run, we dance. We laugh, we cry, we win, we lose. We love, we hate, we tolerate, we celebrate. We stumble, we fall, we rise
to do it again. We learn, we remember, we forgive and forget. We make mistakes, we make amends. We sin, we pray, we say Amen.” ~Walt Page

So many things happen along the way in our lives. How we deal with them is the basis for our character. It defines us. It is who we are. How we deal with love, with loss, with rejection, with success helps mold us. Can we handle the pressures we face along the way? Can we handle the terrible people and events we run into along the way. Can we handle our mistakes? Can we forgive and forget those who have wronged or hurt us? Forgiving can be easy with time, but forgetting usually won’t happen.

As the years I have left in my life become fewer, I find myself remembering events that have happened to me along the way in my life. Some of those events bring a smile, some bring a tear, some bring a deep heartfelt desire to have done those events differently. I was raised with a freedom of choice to decide the direction of my life, with no pressure to be this or be that. I was taught that the measure of a man was how he treated others. I was taught to respect others beliefs and opinions. Along the way these lessons learned have guided me.

My travels along the way through life have been memorable. I am who I am because of my upbringing, the love and the losses that I have experienced and a lifetime of memories.

How has your journey been along the way through life?

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River Of Dreams

Join me on the river of dreams
Where words create such beautiful scenes
Where stories are written and poems are rhymed
Come sit by the river and spend some time

Stories of history, romance and love
Poems are carried on the wings of a dove
Haiku, Tanka, Sedoka and more
Poems all written in forms we adore

Images are created using only words
Created with phrases that need to be heard
Novels are written on the bank of this river
Stories that warm us, some makes us shiver

I come here often to craft my poems
The flowing water creates many forms
My mind fills with words that are ready to be heard
So I put pen to paper and write every word

Come sit with me by the river of dreams
Where my words come to life and wait to be seen
They are written with love and come from my heart
These words that I write are my form of art

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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Be The Poem

As poets, we write about love

We write about our pain, our problems

Our hopes and our dreams

We pour out our heart

Our soul

Our whole being

We become the poem

We are the love

We are the dream

We become the words

The rhyme

The essence

We write about what we feel

What we are, who we are

We bare our souls

Come and join me

Be the poem

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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The Songs Of The Night

I’ve always believed in the songs of the night and
have often used the phrase “night songs” in my
poetry. This poem was inspired by a line written
by my good friend Dorinda Duclos in her poem
#TBT~The Woodland Sing~#Poetry:
Melodies fly on the wisp of a cloud.”

There’s a place I like to go
In my dreams
A place where I listen
To the songs of the night

If you listen closely
You will hear them
Carried on the clouds
While caressed by soft breezes

Let your imagination run wild
As the melodies surround you
Lifting you to the clouds
As you drift along with the music

Melodies from old songs
Light the corners of your soul
As they carry you back
To years gone by

As I wake with the dawn
The melodies remain
And my songs of the night
Carry me through my day

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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The Legend Of Oceanspirit

There is a legend about a man
A man whose spirit roamed the oceans
A man of truth and honor
A man of many worlds

He was born of the oceans
Leaping with the dolphins
And soaring with the eagles

The legend tells of he who had
The spirit of the eagle
|And the gentle strength
Of the dolphin

Legend has it that he was
Filled with kindness
His spirit guiding him through life

We hear many legends
Believe in this one

Copyright Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

I originally wrote this in January of 2003
when I had a website called Oceanspirit’s World at
I closed the website about ten years ago.

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Standing On The Edge Of Darkness

I’m standing
n the edge of Darkness
That special time as the sun
Slowly sinks below the horizon

It is the end of Day
The start of Star Shine
Moonbeams cast shadows
As they shine through the trees

At first the silence is deafening
Slowly the night songs begin
The chirping of the peepers
And the deep throatiness of frogs

If you sit quietly
You may see the creatures of the night
Beginning to gather
As their celebration of life begins

In this world on the edge of Darkness
Life shines brightly
Love creates a certain glow
As a new sunrise warms the earth

The cycle is complete now
All is well again and I am patiently waiting
Until I am again
Standing on the edge of Darkness

©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved
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A Month Of April Prompts In One Day

Thanks once again to Michelle from
Putting My Feet In The Dirt
for her list of daily prompts for the month of April.
Special thanks this month to Michelle’s daughters,
Brianna and Autumn for their contributions to these prompts!
Please visit her site for the April list of daily prompts.

This is the voyage of the Starship “Blog Machine”,
Star Date April 31st, way in the future.
Captain Walt reporting assisted by Co-First Officers
Brianna and Autumn.

It’s April here at Starbase Tatooine and Easter has come
and gone. After The explosive egg hunt, Han Solo was
caught Chewing chewbacco. We had to wait to depart
while The stars stood on standby, Spacing out in
shadows doubt over what Solo had done. We knew
that Jumping Jupiter can’t get stupider, so we waited
as Time blossomed then shriveled.

When we finally departed, It went off with a bang
and a hiss. We left behind Filaments of Frustration
as we became Covered in constellations. Our mission
was to locate aliens with Hieroglyphic hineys. We
messaged our families, “Meet ya later by the
flux capacitator” and they replied, “Nano nano”.

We realized that there might be trouble, so we
made sure our Galactic garble blasters were filled
with Platinum plutonium. When traveling through
the galaxies, there is always A measurement
of improbability.

We were all hungry, so we ate some Space jam on toast.
Through the windows we thought we saw some
Orbiting orangutans, but decided it was just
the Spasmodic juice we drank that left us
Jet lagged and jilted.

There are always Catastrophic calamities
in space. Some radio calls are Fluently flippant.
The call we received said “This… is Ceti Alpha Five
with an important message, “Do. Or do not. There
is no try – Yoda.”

Yoda was our friend and a Jedi Master. We knew that
Friends don’t lie, so we set a course to take us through
The doorway to improbability. When we arrived, we
found massive Ozone siphoning and other atmospheric
disruptions. The base was filled with Pilfering
Pandemonium. It was being overcome and ravaged
by swarms of Sucking skeevers and Gnarly narfs.

We drew our weapons but were quickly overcome by
Nuka-Cola asphixiola. As we took our last breaths,
the last words we heard were “Danger, danger
Will Robinson.”

April fools!!

The moral of this story: Let your writing take
you to places that you normally don’t go.

©Walt Page 2018

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A very special thank you to
my wife Susan for letting me post
her original poetry.

A gift from The Great Spirit
A melody soft and low
Given to man and maiden
Binding hearts and souls

Music felt from deep within
When two hearts beat as one
In perfect harmony they blend
Blessed by Earth, Moon & Sun

In Heaven’s thunder roll the drums
The windswept canyons
Pipes & strings become
From mountain, river & stream
Bells can be heard
All of Nature sings out
The Unspoken Words

So that maiden gentle and warrior strong
Can reach out to each other
When apart for too long
For within them and around them
Resounds the gift of their Heartsong

©Susan Page 2018

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Journey Of Discovery

My life has been an amazing journey
A journey of discovery
I’ve discovered who I am
And what I am

I am a poet, a writer, a creator
A husband, father, grandfather
And a musician

I’m a lover of life, family and raspberry tea
I’ve discovered my strengths
My weaknesses
My hopes and dreams
My faults and insecurities

After all, isn’t life about discovering
Who we are and why we’re here?

Your life is a journey of discovery
Enjoy the ride!

©Walt Page 2018

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Will You Follow Me?

To the ends of the earth
Will you follow me?
Will you follow my hopes
My dreams, my crazy schemes?

Will you take my hand?
My heart?
My soul?

Will you walk with me
And help me up when I fall?

Will you swim with me
In the rivers of love?
Will you fly with me
Through the heavens above?

Will you stand with me
And help me slay my demons?
Will you take care of me
When I get old?

Will you hold my hand
As I take my last breath
And touch my cheek
As you whisper, “I love you”?

Will you search for me
When your time has come?

Tell me now
Before my story ends

©Walt Page 2018

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My Simple Poetry

I’m a simple man
With simple thoughts
I use simple words
Words from my heart

My poetry is as simple as I am
I don’t use big words
I don’t want my readers
To guess what I mean


I want them to know
To feel what I write
To understand my poetry
To be one with my poems

I live a simple life
I write about love
I can’t be fancy
That’s not who I am

The words I use are simple
Words everyone can understand
My poetry is simple
Words of love and hope from a simple man

©Walt Page 2018

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500 Followers! Thank You!

When I started this blog last March,
I never dreamed that I would reach
this many followers, but here I am, with
500 followers as of today.

This has been and is a journey of exploration
and expression. Expression of my thoughts on love, romance, life
and whatever pops into my head.

Thanks to all of you who read my work and follow my posts.
Knowing that you enjoy what I write fills me
with inspiration and happiness. My success here
is because of all of you.

Thank you and my very best to all of you!


©Walt Page 2018

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The Greatest Gift

The greatest gift anyone can give
Is the gift of themselves

The gift of love that two people share
Is a magical gift
One of destiny
Loyalty, trust, passion
And the gift of themselves
To each other

You cannot change yesterday.
You can only make the most of today
And look with hope toward tomorrow

Peace is found not in what surrounds you
But in what you hold within

©Walt Page 2018

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A wonderful flash fiction story by my friend Penny at! Please comment on her original post.

Penny Wilson Writes

They were just ahead.  Soon, she’d have all she wanted.

It had been a torturous journey.  Having been denied this small luxury was hell.  People over there didn’t understand.  Still on the tiny plane, she started to imagine it.

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Today: Announcing Exciting Results, After a Last Minute Frenzy

A fantastic announcement from my friend Dianna! Visit her site at!

Thriving Not Surviving

Quite unexpectedly, my book is available NOW for pre-order on Amazon! The actual release date is Saturday 4/28 so you won’t be waiting long!

Thriving Not Surviving: Bravely Pursue a Life That Will Blow Your Mind!

After much hard work I have been able to publish well ahead of my self-imposed deadline….And you, my reader, are among the first to know!

Although I am listed as the author on this book, I have been fortunate to be able to collaborate with two amazing WordPress bloggers. I am grateful for both their contributions:

The Creative PTSD Gal

The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom

Their work is featured throughout the book alongside my words. Using personal stories of success and struggle I share some of the changes I’ve made in my thinking that have allowed me to fundamentally change my life in ways I would never have imagined. Their…

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Simple Pleasures

Beautiful imagery in my friend Laura’s words in this poem. Visit her at Ardor’s Garden.

Ardor's Garden

His hair, white,

hers in ribbons,

her sweet face

calm and trusting,

innocent bliss,

his friendly face

wrinkled with experience,

wrinkles of time

send me through

a nostalgic tesseract…

generations of

life’s relations,

fictitious and realistic,

flash before my mind

and seems to magically

calm my core…

My visible smile lasts

for the duration of the block,

but stays in my mind’s eye

and nourishes my heart:

the grandpa pushing his

precious granddaughter

on the tree swing

symbolizes life’s simplest

and truest treasures

and reminds me that

life is beautiful.

Poem and Image
by Laura Denise

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