Poems of The Heart : by Paula Blois and Elwood Jake

Let Freedom Ring the Neck of the Abusers

2010-11-11T19:53:00.000-08:00

When did the world become a platform for
societal deterioration? When did we stop
the moral train of obligation and allow
the passengers of depraved, self indulgent
misfits to board?

Stand up and be counted in the
land that lacks accountability. Never fear
action for your actions. Reap the rewards,
sell your soul, worry not about
retribution.

Day after day, we prove our shrinking
intelligence and manipulate the benefits
fought for with selfless sacrifice, and
use our narcissistic disregard for
all things given.

Congratulations to those who succeed
on the blood of those who knew
it was a privilege and not a right
Stand, be counted but don't hide,
as a coward.

I Do. I Don't. I Can't. I Won't

2010-11-08T06:02:00.000-08:00

Slammed by Mary Walkden and Paula Blois

Two words , so small
they bind, I gag
choked out in passing
spoken once, silenced forever

Ague I was
I had to be
perhaps fevered, faint
my sole explanation, I fear.

Said for bliss, of wedded miss
soul ownership fought for dowry
longing stripped from the heart
year after year

A bed of roses is this?
no petals, but pricks and thorns
have I sown, stabbing my heart
with no regard

Wilting, aged, garden of evil
Ivy's overgrown, masking truth
covered in facts of lies.
Trapped in vines of soured grapes

Bitter whine they make, these grapes of wrath
will I stay the course on life-sentence path?
Beat me, cheat me, I will not break
for sake of two small words

I'll live in spite, kiss you goodnight
seething ,plotting, wondering "why"
"I do" I don't , I can't, I won't
We wake , we take, our life , is fake

Fairytale life? Not as your wife
To this challenge you know I will rise
One thing still is true, those two words 'I do'
are a risk I won't again take.

Scotch and Bingo

2010-10-11T15:43:00.000-07:00

Funny thing, some may say

you sit , watching, intent on

figuring the stories

of all faces around you, wondering

what brought them here?

Faded, skin of leather worn

years of harsh living without

benefit of shelter from the

horrors, visible to those

who take the time to notice

Images of hell, seen in the eyes

of Marge. She plays thirty cards

every week, one for each year

served as a widow to the Marine Corps

Ole Marv, a regular player

suffers the hell of nights.

Listen closely and you can

hear the screams muffled

by a pillow.

Chairs dragging on worn tiles

fidgeting bodies move about

aimless as teen with his

assault weapon placed without

respect, upon his shaking hands

Callers yelling, often repeating

the numeric ball as those

who come to escape , waiting for their

number to come up.

Earl sits at the corner, best

stool in the post. Motioning

to the keep, two fingers, maybe four

enjoying the heat , the burn

as the scotch glides over his mind.

While My Child Sleeps

2009-11-10T18:26:00.000-08:00

Written by: the heart of AmandaLyn

I watch lovingly as my child sleeps

Wrapped in blankets warm, secure

Roof and shoes, bellies full.

Reality the calm disturbs

In dangerous and different world

Another son makes sacrifice

Soul or limb or still-young life

His mother waits in pride and fear

As my child sleeps.

Around this bed, in wispy realm

The souls of those who daily chore

To stand a watch, to lead patrol

To guard the weak, protect, defend

To stay the course until the end

As their children slept.

And what of those once there, now home

The horrors, torments they have known

Still borne by them, in dreams relived

For us endured, courageous fear

Now tossed aside, unheard, uncared

Still they cannot sleep.

Our nature true is eye for eye

Each baby born must some day die

But learned minds their cross to bear

To fight the fight not just for might

To earn the right, Before in

Ivory tower sleep.

Forgive me please, I beg of you

My words won’t salve tormented soul

Or broken hearts those mothers know

No peace of mind can I provide

Just deep respect and thankful prayer

I wish you peace and restful sleep

To you a promise I will make

This blanket comfort we will not take

For granted, he will know its source.

And if, dear God, he heads a call

That issues I hope from honest ivory hall

We both will trod in footsteps deep

Where slippers paced, where boots have trod

My head held high, in secret cry

As he, in fearful courage fights.

But until then, with blanket clutched

I’ll stand the watch, you have my back

As my child sleeps.

To All Who Served

2009-11-10T13:53:00.000-08:00

Today and everyday, my heartfelt “Thank You” for all you gave, for all you braved and for the unquestioning pride which you served with.

You served with pride , reserved resolution

Full of courageous fear

Freedom you sought for faceless humanity

Some by force of a draft

Shipped out at night to land of unknown

Wearing prententious mask of bravado

Force of arms to kill, maim or scar

Creating memories you’d wish to forget

Often not questioning the voice of command

Some came home with medal awards

Others shipped back in a box

Limbs left behind as a token of hell

For a conflict not yours

Mission complete

Our business is done

Return to your life, as if

Come home to strange land

Deal with your haunting ghosts

We’ll give you a check

Send you off on your way

How do you come home and pick up the pieces

When life is no longer the same

Your blackboard of life won’t erase from your mind

Years have gone by in months at a time

“Who am I now” asked of self

Family and Friends know not of your fright

For they have not looked through your eyes

The Soul is but a Passing Tide

2009-10-30T18:31:00.000-07:00

I remember that day
held the child close,
not just a hug
a part of me
I remember that day

Funny thing, the sun

up every morning

down at eve

ever try to hug the sun

I did, that day in may

those things held tight

don't let go,

you can ride your bike

no worries child you'll get it soon

there you go, you got it now

first days are much the same

school house strange

yet warm soft rooms

a hint of some strange smell in child

oh Lord don't let those days divide

as said before oft true and tried

the soul is but a passing tide

yet as we mourn that day divide

old sun rises sure as love's soft smile

down it goes in ever more

to find that child

hugged by the sun

Lost in Profound

2009-10-27T20:02:00.000-07:00

Uncertain of shadows cast by my soul, I follow,

listening for the call
crawling through complicated obscurity ,

message unclear,lost in profound cause.

Incomplete mission, in search of equivocal ending
Conflicted oppression colliding with reawakenings of lives lived past
Constant uncertain purpose, checking for prints left by burdened shod
Turning back for part of the path, signs of direction unseen
Quick to change direction back to future, wondering always

if the questions cloud the answers sought

Without a Shadow of Doubt

2009-10-09T14:29:00.000-07:00

Collaborated by : AmandaLyn and Paula

All aboard, find a seat
Watch and learn
He won’t be beat
Expert in the craft of pity
With tales of woe, downtrod and gritty
that feed a paranoia profound
with vanity he's surly found
Search for intentions, interpreted wrong
he sits, sulking, with face so long
Scraps of dignity, shards of pride
in desperation, cast aside
looking for validity
Yes, please do
pity me

I'll Call Tomorrow

2009-10-05T19:20:00.000-07:00

Casual friends , schoolyard mates
Almost related beyond the heart
Years and miles separate memories
Of laughter shared, yesterday
You come to mind often
I tell myself, “I should give Bill a call”
Tomorrow, perhaps I’ll find time
An article, you’ve done well
Military career, a wife, a child
Happiness spread across your face
Christmas cards sent, short notes penned
“How’ve you been? Where have you lived?”
Not enough of these catch up calls or notes
Telling myself, I’ll call tomorrow
A month of tomorrows turn into years
Today , I phone , ready to hear
What has taken place in your life
How’s your career, your kids, your wife?
“ I’m sorry to tell you, Bill’s passed away
He went in his sleep just yesterday”
How did this happen, too young and fit
I should have called that long ago tomorrow
I should have made time,
Before the sorrow
Forgive me friend, I know it don’t count
I thought of you often
I’d call ,

tomorrow

We The People

2009-09-29T18:36:00.000-07:00

Sinful indulgence at the cost

of we the people

Blind to your ability to bait

and switch with each cast

of the rod, fishing for votes

Speaches filled with humor

and promises left unfulfilled

will we the people never learn

spinning the bottle to elect

bringing forth the same outcome

Denial is a pretty blanket in

which to hide ignorance

We the people can no longer

blame bureaucrats for our dismay

when we put the welcome mat out

when we hide in black holes of self pity

Dreamlike Musings

2009-09-28T18:48:00.000-07:00

Look at me while whispering promise of anticipated felicity
I’m trancelike, wrapped in the ecstasy of your mind, should I attempt escape
Like gentle moans, off pursed lips of lust
Dreamlike musings of vacant touch, reaching my sheath, begging for satisfaction of
Tongued eloquence.
Wanting need, heard in rhapsodic oration
I’ll await your linguistic chariot, to carry me where my lordly realm has ventured
Longing for jaunted journey , feeling your gentle ,torturous evil ways
Come quick , yet slow
Satisfy my thirst
Anoint me in your hunger

When is it time exact for death to role its loving eyes

2009-09-14T19:15:00.000-07:00

Written by : Elwood Jake

when is it time exact

for death to role it's loving eyes

to children young and old

who simply do as God fortold

why fear that which is

a passage blessedto soft requite

where time is no aged clock

but simple love in arms sweet hold

Instead as time was sweetness pudding

2009-09-14T18:59:00.000-07:00

Written by : Elwood Jake

there was sweet time
once when softness ruled
lives were not as absinth's bite
nor full of lusts dark despite

instead as time was sweetness pudding
children ran in soft remission
no cancer strike or heathen's blow
but that soft and simple thought
my love please hold me
warm and true

The Master's Hand

2009-09-13T18:07:00.000-07:00

Written by: AmandaLyn

The door creaked open, a gentle groan, sent a bell tingling.
It was a step back, opening a memory, a journey through time.
Hardwood, dust, oil and wax, scents of ages past, did their part,
Lifted spirits from cracks and crannies, set them free to roam
In one corner, in the back, he sat
Guitar on his knee

Strings gently humming.

Quarter-sawn oak, beveled lead glass, polished brass clasps
A woodcarvers canvas, chiseled roses and vines entwined
His inspiration? Love? Pride? It showed with each cut
A masterpiece true, Crowned with a finial fine
He sits gently strumming
A song on his lips
A serenade so befitting

Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you A masterpiece, canvassed lady with mystic smile She danced in the room, waltzed past mildewed books Chipped tea sets and treadle machines long forgotten, Ancient love’s labors Now cold and lonely

Works of art.

References, I need to see references

2009-08-23T14:42:00.000-07:00

Written by Elwood Jake

references, i need to see references

would my soul do sir?
your soul, what do references have to do with such trifle
it is my heart sir
for the heart and the mind
they do live in the same place you know.

references, i need to see references

here, i have this small medalion
would that do sir indeed
the color purple is not
just a book i have heard
it said

references, i need to see references

would my soul do sir?
it would if i could hold it and fold it
as paper is said to do

references, i need to see references

i sir am told that folded souls
can make the need for those
that ask for such things as you do
sweet substitue for such as you require

referneces, i need to see references

oh lord i stand before you now
without but such
that made you me
i ask in simple, slight, pious tone
my references dear lord?

i left them on a field with friends
that did not wish to see me leave
but as you said so was it done
my soul my mind my heart
they stand before you now
such references that you ask
as i said you took me quick
so they dear lord lay sodden wet
on field that holds my comrades hearts

references, i need to see references

Ancient Paths Well Trod

2009-08-15T13:15:00.000-07:00

Written by Elwood Jake

old man fiddle

dark brown,she sings soft hymns

as he plays deft tune

from the heart of

ancient paths well trod

music of what not wants

fills the road well travelled

it speaks to us of life

and death, flower pots'n kitchen tables

filled with warm soft sprinkle love

you know, that kind oft saught,

seldom found

old man fiddle

dark brown, she sings soft hymns

as he plays deft tune

I looked for you Today

2009-06-15T21:09:00.000-07:00

I looked for you today
Forgetting,
you went away

Not far from thought,
nor from the heart
but gone from sight

I still recall
your final night
I said goodbye

Then sat and cried

Remembering now

You have died

Beside your Bedside

2009-06-12T09:08:00.001-07:00

Beside your Bedside

I sat beside your bedside

wondering what to do

watching, waiting, hoping

for bittersweet peace

Beside your bedside

Final moments,

wrapped in sad despair

wanting an end for your

pain, not you

Beside your bedside

one final time, wanting to see you,

one last time

but you've gone

Beside your bedside

I sit, listening

to ear piercing

silence, once filled with your

gentle snore.

Beside your bedside

I hold your hand

wish you a safe journey

and raise a glass of beer

Beggar's Glimpse at Hope

2009-03-18T15:15:00.000-07:00

Beggars wait at open portal
steal a meager glimpse of hope
apprehensive grasp

Princess Pretense glances with
blind eye, refusing sight
Seamstress Sally, chuckles, knowing
fools errand awaits

A cup of blindman's beggars chance
to fill the bed of knitted hope
awaiting life that passes by
as beggars they deny the light

Yet simple as the tin cup's chance
to hold the light in hope
not wait but fight
the beggar's might
as strong as life
sits strength beside
each beggar's cup
nor futile wish
as seamstress sewing

Not Weary Heart Nor Lifeless Use

2009-03-18T05:45:00.000-07:00

Written by Elwood Jake
as a gift, to me

peace, descendant of passion

creature of the night

sits in despondent dark

flight's patho'er treeless

limbless frightenend plight

of weary heart such lifeless use

I look at her such blithe delight

why fly despondent in darkness sight

blind, not sure of righteous plight

this sad and lonely creature slight

oblique in troth of saddened

crueher of weary lifeless use

what to do for descendant passion

question asked in passion's stew

why should she sit in saddened hue

no colors bounding in her heart

no, oh damned and wretched thought

to rescue rides the crimson knight

I shall hold her hard and true

give her light and life's sweet chew

to gamble not in longer fret

this winsome darling charm that flew

o're useless limbless frightenend plight

not weary heart nor lifeless use

As Touched, My Soul, Ignites

2009-03-02T14:49:00.000-08:00

You make my breasts await

the longing lips

of a hungry lover

You make my heart beat , then skip

looking for the tender touch of your

hand, on my skin

You make my mind melt

searching for your soul

seen through your eyes

You make my loins, contract

wanting to feel, awaken

and grasp your thrusts

You make my breath, catch

in anticipation

of love, as lust

As touched, My soul, ignites

Truth Tellers Crucified

2009-02-04T09:12:00.000-08:00

choice, once I had a choice

then fruited plains divided by heart

exceptions became adilpated adversity

where the mind and the soul

declined into some perverted black

swaths of crimson material

whipping my soul

convulsing thoughts

wishes for life aftergod’s

desire for thoughtless action

to deprive the creation of a species

made in his likeness

destined to sit in a shitter

surrounded by their feces

smelling the sweet aroma

the place where stand up

was not comedy but courage

and children grew to tall colors

of faith strength conviction

not abated breath

nor drugged countenance

sturdy trunked

not hand me down weeds

of societal rights and wrongs

truth tellers crucified

by nails,wretched taloned claws

me not you

In Love They Plied Secret Space

2009-02-03T11:28:00.000-08:00

Collaborated by Elwood and Paula

A hum, a strum
nestled nicely against
the tender valley

Freely flowing, floral bouquet
applause apparent upon
linguistical lover

sugar plumbed plummeting
sweet sparkle dust
on certain spots
in certain twats
no thought required
to fill such desire

natural in nature
gentle oblige,
moans , whimpers, follow
in stride

in love they plied
secret space
a lull in time
to feed the mind
not starve such soft
yet tender stride

This Union of Perfection has a long Journey Ahead

2009-01-28T08:18:00.001-08:00

When two like minds meet

shall we fear or celebrate

cerebral collision, brilliant abide

this union of perfection

has a journey long ahead

neither have the map

but compass's set

for mutual direction

Untitled

2008-12-18T07:34:00.000-08:00

Last of the dinner dishes put away

Anxiety overtakes

I slip into the living room,

step into my shoes,

quietly sneaking

out the door

A few steps,lead to miles

hours pass in minutes

thinking, solving, crying, anger

each has it's time

each given thought

the road back is clear

Cobblestones lifting as proof

there will be hurdles

step carefully, don't rush

close your eyes

listen to your heart

let it lead you home

Souls of Dead Children

2008-11-11T07:38:00.001-08:00

Written by Elwood Jake:

Look softly, oblique, objurgation
questions for dead children?

We sent them on a quest
ourselves not to deny
to quell the thirst
fouling soils
far and distant
might makes right

In the hearts of objurgate
which is that child
standing before
the mirror of your soul

Dare not to stare?

You foulest of beasts
that sends the souls dead children lie
in screaming, silent
killing fields
where hard rains
fill the scabs
left by cut hate and divide
on the cheeks in the eyes
of the souls
in killing fields
holding the souls
of dead children

waiting

In honor of all who served

2008-11-11T06:23:00.001-08:00

Today is Veteran's Day and I wish to thank all who have served and those currently serving.

2008-08-18T16:12:00.000-07:00

Written by : Elwood Jake

Walk softly gentle Titans
that thrust my hope into the night
Where treacherous streams leave not sight
but simple fear,
eternal bond.

Grip soft dear heart your rocky road
that winds into the dark
Askew the thoughts of quick denial
no prurient twisted breeze
But storm of light that passes deep
within the heart of man’s quick pace
Guided by eternal “Grace”
she holds the hand of God’s embrace

Ignorance is Bliss

2008-08-16T07:17:00.000-07:00

Brother can you spare the time

don't walk past in sweet sublime

you close your eyes, I don't exist

allow your mind to bend and twist

Look at me , I do not bite

come sit, we'll chat about that night

so long ago, yet far away

I'm still the man I was that day

Ever walk to the other side

2008-07-09T12:38:00.000-07:00

By: Elwood Jake

Ever walk to the other side

over the river not far away?

Put your feet inside the pathway?

Opened that gate rusted shut?

A young man tried and true

stood in front and pushed not hard

he wonderd if he strode on through

if someone would be there to show

to tell him how to walk his path

Trepidation lightning force

created by Devils sitting by

as God turned to sip his booze

and let the boy find his way

alone for what could He do

for a child created in Pilgrim's stew

by ages past that stood to stand

by youngsters not so blessed by Them?

Once Someone Asked Me to Speak of Love.

2008-06-23T16:14:00.001-07:00

Written from the heart of Elwood Jake:

Silken, opaque, what is her skin but to the touch of a man pure love? We were sitting on nice little round carpets each one a soft cup for our naked, simple passion. The question that stared back at me from her cut into me, sliced my guts, picked me up then smashed me back. Do you love me? I could not answer with my voice but stood to her and kissed the top of her head. That hair, have you ever smelled the purity of a young girl’s hair? I have. I remember touching the top of my daughters head with my lips, then holding her up to me and kissing the tears from her cheeks. I remember kissing her forehead as she lay in her coffin. I remember the love, the smile that never burdened callous heart, but sugar fizzed from her eyes. You know that kind of sugar candy that melts on your tongue? She was like that my little girl, a sharp bright sugar explosion of instant happy. I walked away from her that day and into your life. There are not really any good words to tell of us. Certainly others would not think that passion placed on the plates of two such as we are could ever be compared to the death of a child, but that is what it is, like the death of a beloved child. It never ceases does it really? The pain, the passion, the heartbreak? Yet, it is reborn into our hearts as the sun creeps up and peeps up of a good winter morning. You know, how it breaks that sullen beauty of the night? Someone once asked me to speak of love and I could not until the day of death and rebirth. Then I knew of love beyond the fringe of anger or hatred or heartbreak. Yes dear, love is as the death of a child.

I Speak of Friendship

2008-06-20T15:24:00.001-07:00

Written by : Elwood Jake

You of love and anger
That truth denied
In simple fact
Of presumptuous simple tides

What flows as ebb and such devout
Christian’s circumscribed
Where angels tread on flowery grave
As friend dies holding ebb’s soft wave

Shall I take the truth from you
That friendship glide, unequal tide
For if I might decline this trust
What simple friend to us divide

Shall we grow the grain of love?
As friend in sweet and soft abide
Or shall they come to quicken us
Against the hard and angry tide?

A Special thanks to my dear friend Paula

2008-05-28T15:15:00.000-07:00

Just thought I would say here that it is an honor and a great pleasure to be invited, to be allowed to share my work with not only the closest of friends, but someone I greatly respect and admire. Not only for their art but for their kind and always honest thoughts. Thanks P-love from your boys-Elwood!!!!

To Which I Defer

2008-05-27T18:15:00.000-07:00

Passion’s delicate twist
some placed, disquiet
in her heart’s content

That acquiescent draught called love
Fraught with yes, palm held to my face
In annoyance, lust, not yet!
To wait, absentee ballots
never sent by never wills

To which I defer

Perhaps gentle abiding love

Not thrust of muscle unto her
Jest as speech does not replace
a passion never touched.

Upon Approach I Stopped

2008-05-27T13:03:00.000-07:00

Written by : Elwood Jake

Upon approach I stopped
The bridge, narrow, apart,
destined to hold together sweet charities
Isthmus jardinière’, dead blooms

Dust winds blow against my heart
teeth fall, my flesh denude,
youthful lust turned to aged want
Mirrors sweep the trodden path

Shall I step upon this bridge
unwavering, yet to stand
in steps, not thoughts,
to immortal, mortal bond?

Or shall I stand in ghostly haunt
fervor, fear upon my heart?
Wish that time had been so dear
to leave me on this path in crime
not punished for such human kind?

Upon approach I stopped once more
The bridge, narrow, apart,
destined to hold sweet charities
Isthmus jardinière’, dead blooms?

The Beast has Risen

2008-05-27T12:59:00.000-07:00

Written by : Elwood Jake

The Beast has risen
It rides upon an ugly wind
Black space quiet follows
where mountains stood in perilous gleam

She rolled to her lover
touched gentle breast
Sweet flower’s breath
on nipple set
in a garden of gentle weeds

Where rifles roar
to children’s screams
she ripped sweet gentle breast
spat blood on torrid weeds
yet spurred no growth on fruited plain

I sit with her this soundless beast
hold her gently, touch her eyes
wipe her red-blood tears

Do not cry light gentle one
children do abound
In numbers great
for our delight
to fertilize this fallow ground
that waits for your sweet red-blood tears

Adam's Rib

2008-04-23T12:33:00.000-07:00

From Adam's rib
came woman's lib
set free to be apart
once on her own
lust has shown
she'll spend her life
upon his strife
and leave her mark
upon his heart

Just Live

2008-04-13T09:00:00.000-07:00

Look , don't blink

let what is, be

feel, don't think

for only then

will you see

the bounty

laid before thee

Words

2008-03-25T19:34:00.000-07:00

They mean so much
yet nothing at all
In saying something
one can choose to listen
or not

Powerful or weak
hurtful or kind
they start and end battles
give security or destroy

Words

Pretentious Wankers

2008-03-11T15:44:00.001-07:00

Sex is dirty, such a sin
behind closed doors
in private, partake
never show enjoyment

Deceptive views enforced
by rhetoric beaurocratic hypocrites
dick-tate to me while
pulling your own

New life is beautiful
magically innocent
born of the sins
of skin

Above the Anger

2008-02-09T20:01:00.000-08:00

A ghostly sight passes the mirror

Appearing tense ,tired, distraught

Chained by emotions

limbs weighted by thought

Giving power to the aggressor

A promise is made to reflection

Take control without fear

No longer be bound

Your freedom is near

Rising above

Lighter in spirit

Your reflection is proof

Let the heart feel forgiveness

No longer aloof

Peace has been found

Timeless

2008-01-23T06:48:00.000-08:00

Shall I compare thee to loving want

Raptured waves of lusting taunt

Think not of what has yet to be

Distant holds of sweet retreat

Joined by souls in kindered heat

Lest not enter conceiving thought

My soul has felt your tender touch

Left with wanting not for much

My journey has begun

It Takes A Village

2008-01-09T07:41:00.000-08:00

Long ago I was full of wisdom
My knowledge was sought
Hours burned with idle chatter
Laughter, tears
Memories, solutions

Many years later
I am cast aside
Old , useless
Unworthy of your time

The loss

is yours

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2008-01-05T18:13:00.000-08:00

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Something For You

2007-12-15T09:20:00.000-08:00

I learned long ago to count your blessings

much time may pass in between them

Love and friendship is needed more than wealth

without them, you don't have real health

It's easy to wake up and hate the world

placing blame on outside sources

the school of hard knocks is learned as you grow

it's not part of required courses

To wake with a smile on your face

happy to belong, to someone, some place

Some days are harder no matter what you do

Mine became easier, in part, due to you

Weathering the Storm

2007-12-11T20:39:00.000-08:00

Tossed upon the waters

Waves crashing over stern

fear of capsizing

has me white knuckled, holding course

Steady now, I'll right this ship

As best as I know how

Lone captain of this vessel

gazing onto the horizon

"Will we make it now?"

Mind Play

2007-11-23T13:57:00.000-08:00

Your actions portray
what you fear to speak
I’m left to interpret
and show what you ask

I’ll put miles, not days
between us to let you wallow

in solitude

Thanksgiving Blessing

2007-11-19T18:01:00.000-08:00

My wish for you on Thanksgiving Day

May your home be filled with laughter

Your heart filled with love

your mind filled with kind memories

of those watching from above

New Day

2007-11-16T07:02:00.000-08:00

This I wrote for a dear friend... may all your days be blessed.

Let the sun come up

and kiss your face

while you say hello

to a new day.

May the breeze blow

gently behind you

to carry you forward

with little effort today

as you enjoy all that nature has to offer.

Veteran's Day

2007-11-10T21:52:00.000-08:00

Today is November 11th

Today and everyday, I say thank you to all who serve. Past, present and future.

To us in America, the reflections of Armistice Day will be filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country's service and with gratitude for the victory, both because of the thing from which it has freed us and because of the opportunity it has given America to show her sympathy with peace and justice in the councils of the nation.

Winter's Chill

2007-11-07T11:15:00.000-08:00

Feel the blows of wintery breeze

Your heart is warmed in thoughts

Knowing she waits at home

Smiling to yourself

as you turn the knob to bliss

A simple peck upon the cheek

visions of what will be

when dinner's done and news is old

She'll warm and keep you from the cold
__________________----

Glacier Princess

2007-11-07T11:05:00.000-08:00

Smile frozen upon her face

Glistening icicles

Enhance her grace

She’ll warm you

When thighs embrace

To nestle you in

that nice warm place

Friends

2007-11-04T12:43:00.000-08:00

Laugh

they say the world laughs

with you

Cry

and I'll be there

for you

Moonlight Shivers

2007-10-30T18:27:00.000-07:00

Tides roll gently to our feet

Moon providing mood light

in the dunes where we lay

Evidence of a picnic

scattered by the breeze

Passion replacing hunger

Roar of the waves

swallow soft whimpers

Shivers of thrill in unison

We can all use more Wishes

2007-10-18T19:35:00.000-07:00

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I think it will be a nice change to view various wishes from all over the world

and who knows, when you wish hard enough, believe strong enough, anything

is possible

Untitled

2007-10-04T13:25:00.000-07:00

Strong ,yet fragile

Giver of life

So easily broken

Now comfortably numb

Tears

2007-09-28T06:49:00.000-07:00

Just as raindrops

cleanse the earth

Tears will heal

your soul

Following The Leader

2007-08-28T12:58:00.000-07:00

Casting caution aside

to fulfill what the heart

cries and longs for ,lays

heavy on the mind

The heart chooses

whereand when.

The mind

simply follows

From Broken Spirit to Inner Peace

2007-08-28T12:55:00.000-07:00

Have you ever pondered?

Not merely wondered

Why

House taken by fire

Spouse lost desire

Sigh

Dreaded disease

Lord help me please

Cry

Defenseless to harm

A broken arm

Fear

Some withdraw inward

While others simply inspire

When seeking perspective

Thoughts are elective

Remember

There are worse off than you

Beyond

2007-08-28T12:48:00.000-07:00

A breeze blows slightly

Sun glaring warm

My body is chilled

I feel you walk through

Your spirit hovers

I’ve felt you before

Calmness washes over

A sign you are here

A thought in my mind

Conjures your visit

You’re familiar to me

An image appears

You’ve wandered a bit

Silence surrounds me

Alone with you now

Your message is blurred

Signs left subliminally

Explained without ease

Struggling with senses

Suddenly you leave

Why?

Behind Kind Eyes

2007-07-21T20:57:00.000-07:00

Just as the serpent eventually strikes
my wrath will seek it's target
slithering slyly,out of view
waiting for just the right time
Eye to eye, face me now
deny your deserving repentance
circling round you, the scent of fear
anticipation, deadlier than the bite
only dead silence surrounds you

2007-07-10T09:05:00.000-07:00

Unspoken

dismal and weary
day blends to night
numbness takes over
No will to fight

No longer the fool
I won't wait to hear
the words you've not spoken
are loud and clear

Descending

2007-07-04T21:34:00.000-07:00

In dark of night,
among the trees,
Safety can’t be found
Frantic fear,
dreaded confrontation,
No hideaway in sight

Should I wait,
let you catch me
No longer can I outrun you

Each time, you take a little more
Leaving less spirit than before
No memory left, no tracks to trace
No proof of your existence

I lay down one final time

Internal death sets me free

Angel

2007-06-09T12:01:00.002-07:00

Ten fingers and toes
Your name, no one knows

Never nurtured or fed
Plastic bag for a bed

Hidden from view
For a day or two

Ice on the ground
The day you were found

Angelic and sweet
Blue toes on your feet

A miracle they say
Yet, you're cast away

Sleeping Society

2007-06-05T20:25:00.000-07:00

Sad to think it does not shock
Accepted almost by many
No longer do we shake our heads
Instead we whisper, Again!

Lack of outrage and horror,
Repeated throughout the world
When will we stop the disrespect
among our brethren?

When did weeping become shame
What’s wrong with outrage now?
Stand together for what’s right
Afraid for our children’s tomorrows

Suppressed

2007-06-04T07:32:00.000-07:00

Through shuttered lens
The horror plays
Heartbeat quickens
Beads of sweat form

Rapid breathing
The torment, real
Trying to wake
To end this dream

Each night it comes

Each night , I fail

Memorial Day

2007-05-28T09:38:00.000-07:00

Monday, May 28, 2007

To all military personel, past and present, I thank you for serving.

Pure

2007-05-19T06:39:00.000-07:00

Through the eyes of you
Life is so pure
Nothing taken for granted
Everything, new

Your voice sweet, unsure
questions bring smiles
Simple gestures
Thoughts deep, sincere

Show me the world
I'll follow you

I'll learn

Reaching For Surface

2007-05-17T13:46:00.000-07:00

Tides constant motion

Caught in despair

Reaching for surface

Burning pain with each exhale

Waves recede

New hope is had

Swimming towards daylight,

I’ll make it this time

Forgotten Heroes

2007-05-07T09:45:00.000-07:00

Tattered clothing

hair full of tangle

emaciated face,

tells of woe

Impatient people

quick to degrade

Dismissed as a cause now lost

How does one get here?

A disgrace some will say

Turn away in disgust

Life full of promise

Served proud for us all

Forgotten, as if

No request for this mission

No bed for rest

Scraps of discarded food

Reflections of early years

Battle Hymns played

No questions asked

Too much to deal with

Death all around

Trapped in my mind, forever

No pension or address

Tin cup in hand

Spare a dollar for grub

Serving or begging

both done with pride

For I am a vet, til I die

Heroes

2007-04-23T06:43:00.000-07:00

To a woman who raised five girls and always had room in her heart and home for foster children, and made each feel as loved as the other..

Heroes

For granted you were taken
Through our growing years
Caught up in our own lives
How well you hid your tears

Placing us before yourself
Our needs were always met
Sacrafices made daily
Your love we'd always get

I am myself because of you
Examples that you set
Putting others always first
Each felt they were your pet

With every knock on the door
Entered someone new in need
Room was made for just one more
How kind you are indeed

Never once did you complain
When times were tough for you
Your faith, it somehow held you up
And then you carried through

We never knew uncertainty
Felt luckier than some
For this is why my hero
Is you, my loving Mom

The Wonders of Life

2007-04-17T10:00:00.000-07:00

Individual, as one
We are born
Touching lives as we go
Never to know our affect
on another, until removed
Desperate to find reason
For existence here
Why should we care?

The circle continues
Generations go on
Yet the first in order
Began the line
Heritage passed down
Traditions handed off
Wonder all the while
What if it stopped

Cease to exist
And the effects start to show
Just how much each brings
To the life of another
Who knows where you’d be
Had each not been there
To aid in each step
Adding to your being

Imagine who you’d be
Without each person
Who has entered your life
Touched you in some way
Helped you through and
Guided with love
Criticized to make you strong
Cried with you in pain

Each thing we do
No matter how small
Touches another in some way
Be careful with judgment
Be carefree with respect
For you never know
Who touches you
Until it’s too late

In Awe

2007-03-08T07:14:00.002-08:00

I met a little boy today
He made me laugh and cry
His eyes they sparkled as he spoke
Now I wonder why

Those with little worries
Complain and whine the most
Yet this little wonder
Was such a perfect host

We spoke of sports and little things
Bike-riding and baseball too
Pitching, catching, fielding balls
There’s nothing he won’t do

Worry on his mother’s face
He’s weak and tired now
The only question on my mind
He smiles, happy. How?

You see this child is sick inside
Treatments fill his day
For lesser things most would fall
But that is not his way

I listen to him banter on
Planning far ahead
His dreams are of just one thing
To get up from his bed

2007-03-08T07:14:00.001-08:00

My Aunt's a Butterfly

2007-03-07T19:20:00.000-08:00

Wonderful colors you display
Hovering ‘round my yard
Without a second thought

I watch you and wonder
Why you’re here
Again, each time I see you

Hours you spend
Fluttering by
As if watching me

Suddenly I realize
She was in awe of you
Now she has returned

Your form she has taken
It’s such a delight
To see you again, now in flight

Whispers Above

2007-02-23T21:40:00.000-08:00

Sorrow’s lasting grip, never gone
If this must be the way
I paint a portrait in my mind

Angelic glow permeates
Soundly sleeping on a cloud
Painless drifting above

A haunting ache remains
Your scent still fresh
Or is that a thought

Wishful wanting
Just one more time
One day, one hour

Would never be enough
For greed takes hold
The heart needs more

Sleep well, be safe

Mountains

2007-02-19T21:25:00.001-08:00

Majestic are your peaks
Never tire of your scene
Perfect backdrop to a photo
Emotionally serene

Snow gently wraps your shoulders
Like a shawl to keep you warm
Hikers in search of the ultimate
In the winter skiers swarm

When darkness falls upon you
The sky’s forever bright
Stars shine above your crest
Lending light into the night

Endless are your valleys
Respect I give to you
Each time I visit
I’m thankful for the view

Sisters

2007-02-12T06:30:00.000-08:00

Patty, this ones for you as a Thanks for always being there.

Always together
Even when apart
A bond so strong
Begins in the heart

Always knowing
You’re there for me
We support each other
When need be

Over the years
We’ve grown so much
Laughing and crying
You’ve been my crutch

I saw you through breakup
You saw me through pain
We take on life’s obstacles
You’ve kept me sane

We get only one go ‘round
This wonderful earth
No dollar value
Can measure your worth

A knowing smile
I understand your thoughts
Thanks for always being there
I love you Lots!

Oceans Roar

2007-02-09T06:34:00.000-08:00

Your mist refreshes as you wave
Foam rolls upon my feet
Lovers strolling at your edge

Awestruck by your power
Respectful of your rage
Calming whispers echo

A resting place for those who lost
Their lives just off your shores
Silence reflects their graves

When life turns me inside out
I run to you for comfort
Relief comes instantly

No two bodies are the same
Yet the effect is exact
Inner peace is sought

My Gem

2007-02-06T19:27:00.001-08:00

Hailey this ones for you. Don't ever change

Within you is a power
Yet still unknown to you
Turning tears to smiles
Believe me dear, it’s true

Angelic in your early days
Free spirited from birth
In awe of your creative ways
From day one upon this earth

Described to me in a word
Genuine, loving kind
Loyalty to all you love
Unbiased is your mind

Putting others always first
A true friend to all you know
When hearing others comment
It is I who gets to glow

Marching solo to your drum
Like a bird to be set free
Each day brings new adventure
I can hardly wait to see

A fraction of the originals
Our genes are what began
The wonderful person that you’ll become,
I’ve only lent a hand

I have many hopes and dreams for you
And pray both night and day
I do not fear your happiness
Because you have found your way

I thank you for your open heart
You’re valued more each day
I’m proud to call you daughter
No matter where you stray

Be anything you want to be
One thing I’ll ask of you
Let no one tell you what to do
To only you be true

In Time

2007-02-05T19:10:00.000-08:00

Surprised by my reaction
I should be overjoyed
Sadness fills my mind

Much time has passed now
Wanting to share happiness
The tears flow freely

A beautiful occurrence
A natural part of life
Hits me like a brick

Sad and happy co-exist
My heart unsure how to feel
Pain I hide from all

Silently suffer alone
The wound re-opens
A little each time

Feelings so familiar
Subconscious takes over
I’ve no control

Selfish thoughts
Allow me some space
In a while, It’ll be fine

A Perfect World

2007-02-05T18:13:00.000-08:00

A Perfect World
An unbiased heart of innocence
Sees the likeness of itself
In all humankind, regardless

A perfect place, pure harmony
All realize the world is free
To live ones life as we are born

No difference can be seen
All work towards the same
A peaceful existence

When a heart is pure
The mind is open
This is the earth

The doors are revolving
Enter if you please
Stay for a while

Someday the world will be
A balance of all people
Living as one kind, human