Behind
Behind
the curls
and golden locks
behind my
curtain of hair.
Is where I place
those secret
things
I would not dare
to share.
Behind my heart
where no one
goes
behind where
feelings lie.
Is where I lock
them all in
place
so that I will
not cry.
Behind the
softness
of my cheek
beneath my
silken skin.
Is where the
pain
lies most of all
and broken
hearts begin.
Behind the
tautness
of my smile
behind the
imaged laugh.
Is where your
loving
lived and
learned
to sever me in
half.
Behind the lies
in all you
promised,
behind my
heaving breast.
Is where my
sorrow
in love gone
wrong
has built its
feathered nest.
©Pamela
L. Serrilla
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Shattered
Just
before it
happened,
I was looking at
the vision
of my future
with joyful love
And then, in a
heartbeat, all
my
hopes and dreams
were shattered
I couldn't
breathe, nor
make sense
of what had
actually
happened or why
I remember
picking up with
tender care
all the tiny
shards of what I
had envisioned,
not because of
logic, but with
loving reverence
Far too many
days and endless
nights
afterwards,
when I finally
truthfully
reflected upon
this vision,
I began to
notice so many
of the flaws and
cracks
in what I had
considered to be
my perfect
destiny
Then when I
understood, I
went to the
seashore
with all those
beautiful shards
I had retained
Once again I saw
that beautiful
vision
of what might
have been my
future,
and I smiled as
I cast the
shards
into the surf
and let them go
I would have the
memory,
but not the
nightmares
©
dennis j hopkins
07/2003
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Angel
Heaven lost an angel,
when you came to me.
When you say that you'll be mine,
I'll always be yours you see.
Spirit of an eagle,
heart of a gentle dove.
When I first laid eyes you,
I knew it must be love.
I don't know what's come over me,
or why I'm feeling this way.
But I felt my soul tremble,
when I heard your voice that day.
With a beauty such as this,
I must be careful and slow.
For one step in the wrong direction,
and back to heaven she'll go.
Then all that I'll have left,
is a fleeting memory.
Of what was once so special,
and at one time meant to be.
©Tom Hughes
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My Dream
I Dream Of The Day
When I Can Play
Like A Boy With His Toys
Every Day
I Have A Boat
And I Have A Plane
But They're So Much Work
They Drive Me Insane
I Like To Sail
Along Side The Whales
And I Like To Fly
With The Birds In The Sky
I Dream Of The Day
When I Can Say
My Works All Done
I'm Going To Play
Radstar
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Futility
You
cannot get, what
I can’t give
You
cannot buy, what
can’t be
bought
You
cannot have,
what is not
yours
You
cannot not hold,
what can’t be
held
You
cannot find,
what is not lost
Why?
Because I belong
to another.
eve
hall 2002
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We
still shed
tears…
He's gone now,
And it's been a
long 15 years,
Full of sorrow,
And still full
of tears…
He left an
indelible mark,
Upon this earth,
Anyone who knew
him,
Realized how
precious his
worth…
He'd always lift
us up,
When we were
feeling down,
More than
spiritually and
mentally,
We are at a loss
since he's not
around…
We still shed
tears,
When we think
about Dad,
It's been a long
15 years,
We now realize
what we had…
Dedicated to my
father
"Rocco."
He was
"Poppy,
Sr.," I am
now "Poppy,
Jr."
Bobemakk@aol.com
©2003
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None Considered
When I observe Heaven
(The work of the Master's hands),
The foundation and the wall;
The measure of a man ...
The pearly gates,
Devotion being ever so real,
His lovely jewels, and
Glass that's crystal clear ...
Walking down streets
Paved in pure gold .
None considered what
Heaven is to the LORD.
© by Joyce C. Lock
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His Time
Time was waiting patiently
For it knew when things were right
To Him it was for all things
A season given to the Light
And still I waited there with it
Knowing for me it would come
And this I knew without question
When my life's work here was done
Standing now on the bridge crossing over
Expecting soon His face to see
And enter that rest He had promised
When life here ceased to be
Remembering those things He said
To share the things to betide
And speaking Hope give eternal
His Time is on my side
©Ronnie Leviner
2003
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