Beholding the Stone

All is held in a stone
The shining glistering light
Picked up by a child
Hoping in a dream
Never doubting
Stone kept in treasure boxes
Jewels of the innocent
Found in obscure places
Walked over by Kings
A sign of hope, wealth
and prosperity
Holding the mysteries
Of the ancient times
Where life seem to stop
All around the world
The stone sits still
And fading memory returns
Beholding the beauty
Of truth, justice, and judgment

Childhood Memories

Summer ended with a blast

Getting ready for school is a task

Mommies shopping in a dash

Making impressive school ware her tasked

fall colors, hints of yellow, red, orange

Trickling down the path

New clothes with colors matched,

Pencils, papers, and notebooks all in the  best

Smells of crayons and falling leaves

Scents of summers past

© Bernice Mendoza, 8 years ago
Fall
Written September 17th, 2006

Falling Stars

Looking up into the stars of heaven
shining brightly
Brings wishes for
another level of love
Loving me
Laughing with me
not at me
not about me
Compassionate soul
forgiving
forgetting of
wrongs long since passed
Love lost furlong
Empty emotions
Desire stub
starts a life
each star could light
a fire in my heart
And let its light shine deep within me
Gaining back the youthful lust
Laughter’s fuller
Believing in the unbelievable
Entering into a world only
dreams could bring about
Feeling the warmth from a fire long since burnt out
Never holding with deep emotions
Lost believing things could be different
As the stars fall
falling down
on meadows of ashes

© Bernice Mendoza, 8 years ago

Love's Enduring Song

I see the joy in your eyes
As you talk about the one you love
The panting of your heart
Beats with her every thought
nourishing her every way
If finding a love so true
That would draw out a passion so pure
As to create something so beautiful
if only mere words could express
Shadowing over a vessel so longing
of love’s enduring song

© Bernice Mendoza, 7 years ago
Love

One Man's Dream
Somewhere a dream is born
in the midst of despair

Feeding a future where
only one MAN Would care

Finding hope where
hatred bare

In a place where
Dreams lay tuck beneath
pillows flying high

Snow Dancers

Snow Dancers in the clean crisp air
Falls fancy free on every rooftop, and tree
In snow drifts and window panes
Beholding its purity while making snow mine
The innocence of a child like spirit
As the cares of this world flee away
Bringing laughter, peace, and joy
All over the world again

© Bernice Mendoza, 8 years ago