Margot Lindsey

Los Angeles, California

Margot has been writing poetry since she was 10 years old. She is a licensed Sales and Leasing Representative, and Commercial voice over Actress. Margot is active in the local Big Sisters Group. She has had her poetry published in local Newspapers and by The National Library of Poetry. She has one son. Margot says, "Writing poetry keeps me in good mind so that I may see all the things life has to offer, life is good, oh so good. Keep smiling and keep loving.

Freedom

Freedom, oh precious freedom, we ask not why we hold it so dear
we just take it,
for freedom is like a sweet laughter within your soul.
It's like a soft gentle breeze on an autumn afternoon,
when all is right with the world.
Freedom is the flame that burns down within our souls,
Can the flames burn within the souls of all,
or must the flames be drowned with tears of sorrow and pain?
For I shall not pass through this life in vain.
Let freedom warm the souls of all mankind,
for as I walk in the autumn of my life, I shall reflect
on my yesterdays and hope for our tomorrows.
For the reflections of our lives are like looking through
an hourglass of everlasting time, all moments are cherished.
Oh let us listen and embrace the souls on fire,
all souls are cherished.


"The Quite Fire"

Quite is the fire, quite is the dreams,
quite is the passions, the laughter and the tears,
Quite is the fire that sooths the moment.
Quite is the fire it's like a snow bird in flight,
lie still, lie still and take in the moment.
For we shall remember how to dream, it's like watching a
quite fire.
For a quite fire is like timeless echos in the winds.
A quite fire can soothe a lonely soul in passing.
quite is the fire.
A quite fire can take you over in a moment, it's magic,
A quite fire can burn deep with in your soul for hope,
for peace and for love.
Quite is the fire to hear a silent whisper and think of love.

Quite is the fire.
Quite is the moment
Quite is the time for laughter
Quite is the time for hope
Quite is the time for passion
A quite fire is like timeless echos in the winds.

PASSING RAINBOWS

Passing rainbows and rustling winds
bring back loving memories of all my yesterdays.
For rustling winds that pass so gentility
and autumn days that is soft and gentle.
It's like a mist of clouds passing over in whisper
The essence of soothing winds,
the memories of golden sunset at dusk
Let the magic take you over in a moment.
Let a little sunshine in your heart
because all pathways leads to happiness.
Lie still and take in the moment,
let a messenger from afar come with words
of wisdom to sooth your mind, to sooth your hunger
Lie still, lie still and let tumble weeds tickle your feet.
Let passing rainbows and rustling winds enter your
heart,
think the words of love and hear a silent whisper,
Day dream around your memories, with passing rain-
bows and rustling winds.


All poems Copyright © 1997 Margot Lindsey. All rights reserved.