Oh, the tender moments that I chanced
to spend with you
The sweetness of long quiet afternoons
These are the treasures that I've
carried with me through my years
A heart near full to bursting with
these memories of you
I recall how we would wile away those
sultry summer days
filling them with loving, just we two
Such gifts of love, they say, are oft times
wasted on the young
Yet you and I, we understood the truth
and treasured all the
wealth of summer days
I have no trouble drifting back within
my memory
to summer days spent lazily with you
In reverie I slip the bonds
of melancholy here
Like yesterday the memories appear
the lovely sultry days of yesteryear
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Forever Homeward Bound
I'll be coming home
when all the things I need to see
and all the trials left to me
Have found themselves depleted
I'll be coming home
This world is such a magic place
my life has many twists and turns
an urgent yearning within me burns
to experience each new face
to explore each new place
But in the end I'm homeward
bound
For though adventures have their lure
And teach me what I can endure
My home is where I'll end my days
Forever homeward bound
when all the things I need to see
and all the trials left to me
Have found themselves depleted
I'll be coming home
This world is such a magic place
my life has many twists and turns
an urgent yearning within me burns
to experience each new face
to explore each new place
But in the end I'm homeward
bound
For though adventures have their lure
And teach me what I can endure
My home is where I'll end my days
Forever homeward bound
Shoulder
Would you tell me, love, if you needed me
If I could somehow lessen all your fears
would you share with me the burdens
that are weighing down your days
I keep fighting hard to just control my tears
These tears that seem so close they almost choke me
The tears that come from worrying for you
My fears that you wont tell me
that your losing ground you've gained
Afraid you won't share what you're going through
I want to be the shoulder you can lean on
to help you as you try to find your way
I hope you know that there is
nothing I won't do
To help you see the light of a new day
If I could somehow lessen all your fears
would you share with me the burdens
that are weighing down your days
I keep fighting hard to just control my tears
These tears that seem so close they almost choke me
The tears that come from worrying for you
My fears that you wont tell me
that your losing ground you've gained
Afraid you won't share what you're going through
I want to be the shoulder you can lean on
to help you as you try to find your way
I hope you know that there is
nothing I won't do
To help you see the light of a new day
Friday, March 20, 2015
Sustenance
I need to read great poetry
to keep the loathsome cares at bay
I find it soothes my soul somehow
and heals my mind along the way
There have been times I was adrift
when time or task kept me away
Yet far too soon dark feelings haunt
shutting out the light of day
Confusion then takes hold of me
direction lost, I go astray
The separation such great cost
no guiding light to show the way
And then, as if by random chance
I'm drawn to page of metered word
The sun begins to shine again
and joyful laughter can be heard
I need to read great poetry
to keep the loathsome cares at bay
It calls to me at darkest hour
And helps me face another day
to keep the loathsome cares at bay
I find it soothes my soul somehow
and heals my mind along the way
There have been times I was adrift
when time or task kept me away
Yet far too soon dark feelings haunt
shutting out the light of day
Confusion then takes hold of me
direction lost, I go astray
The separation such great cost
no guiding light to show the way
And then, as if by random chance
I'm drawn to page of metered word
The sun begins to shine again
and joyful laughter can be heard
I need to read great poetry
to keep the loathsome cares at bay
It calls to me at darkest hour
And helps me face another day
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Eye of the beholder
For this, this is beauty
the image that brings tears
stinging and coursing
down smiling cheeks
the type of beauty
that transcends words
or standard expectations
with quiet symmetry
inexplicable
yet easily discernible
it speaks to the heart
fills it to near bursting
to each his own
for me, it is the
random act of kindness
humanity speaking
the image that brings tears
stinging and coursing
down smiling cheeks
the type of beauty
that transcends words
or standard expectations
with quiet symmetry
inexplicable
yet easily discernible
it speaks to the heart
fills it to near bursting
to each his own
for me, it is the
random act of kindness
humanity speaking
Full Tilt
I do not need a day to think about
my mangled heart
I cannot take the time to go over
it again
If I'm to get through this sad mess
my life has now become
I must look beyond the pain
and take the courage as it comes
For I gave it all to you
I won't be bitter about that
No regrets I gave it all
Who would love with half a heart
Who would breathe with half a lung
I live my life full tilt
I won't apologize
I cannot do it any other way
I will not compromise
So forward I will go
and I'll heal along the way
For life shall bring me new loves
to fill my life
All in and full tilt
Come what may
my mangled heart
I cannot take the time to go over
it again
If I'm to get through this sad mess
my life has now become
I must look beyond the pain
and take the courage as it comes
For I gave it all to you
I won't be bitter about that
No regrets I gave it all
Who would love with half a heart
Who would breathe with half a lung
I live my life full tilt
I won't apologize
I cannot do it any other way
I will not compromise
So forward I will go
and I'll heal along the way
For life shall bring me new loves
to fill my life
All in and full tilt
Come what may
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Slippage
Can anyone find me
I was here just a minute ago
sitting alone, wondering why
this life seems so confusing
I know I was a mother, once
I remember holding a small child
and singing softly
as I stroked his hair
I used to go out with friends
a long time ago
before time began unraveling
unraveling
Can anyone hear me
I was talking, just a bit ago
or a lifetime ago
Where did I go
I was here just a minute ago
sitting alone, wondering why
this life seems so confusing
I know I was a mother, once
I remember holding a small child
and singing softly
as I stroked his hair
I used to go out with friends
a long time ago
before time began unraveling
unraveling
Can anyone hear me
I was talking, just a bit ago
or a lifetime ago
Where did I go
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