Mischief in their eyes,
Claws scratching upon my skin,
Cat voices singing.

*~Marian~

Dancing butterflies
The cats chase them through the air
Standing on hind legs

Jumping at flowers
And climbing up the tall trees
Sitting on branches

Playing with the thread
Very naughty sweet kittens
Jumping on the blinds

Scratching in the sand
Stealing a fox's dinner
Making it their own

Playing with the grass
That blows in the pretty wind
And the flowers waltz

Playing with the yarn
Little naughty thorns and nails
Scratching my ankles

Playing with our skirts
Basking in the warm sunshine
Eating their cat food

Sweet baby kittens
Are very adorable
And so very cute

Little lives begin
Who will take you in their home
And be good to you?

*~Marian~

In a catty mood
I'm thinking about kittens
And all their nine lives

*~Marian~

Alrighty, attention, HP!!
Since I haven't been feeling well
At all today (just a cold), I was thinking
That I shall come up with my own
Poetry challenges
Anyone is welcome to participate
Okay, so my first challenge
Is to write something about a house

*~Marian~

Alright! Sorry for not doing another challenge lately
A lot of things have been going on
In my current life right now.
Anyways, I thought I would get on today
And write another one.
Since I haven't done one every single day
As I would've liked and am nearly
Over the influenza entirely, I thought
I would make my third challenge a fun one.
Since I've been looking at SO many paintings
Of farms and country landscapes,
I thought why not make my challenge
About a farm? So, yeah.
That's the challenge.
Write something about a farm.
Of course, there's no deadline, like I've said
And you can feel free to write
Something for this challenge
Or my other ones anytime you like!
Take your time and ponder what I've said.

*~Marian~

Cheer up, my sweetest Sis
Even though we are miles away we are so near
The bonds of love that we give each other
Make us seem so near

Please, my dearest you are my inspiration
So please, I beg you not to cry
And if I could play the harp for you and make
It's songs all sunshine and joy dedicated to YOU I would!

I'm happy now, my sis for
My Dad has been thinking a lot of your Cello
And how it's songs sound so pretty
And I've been thinking of the same

We spoke about your Cello just last night
And how all Cellos sound so pretty
And about Harps and Bassos we spoke
We talked about Trumpets and all kinds of instruments

Spoke about their beauty
And I still wondered how your Cello would sound
But I know it would sound very pretty and sad
Because I've heard Cellos before but none played as beautifully as yours!

That I know! And all I've said about you is true, SWEETEST Sis
And I understand your passion for all animals and can't
Stand when they get hit on the road
I can't stand it either so I can relate

If I could walk with you through fields of flowers,
Walk with you by the sea, pick some hibiscus blooms,
And listen to your Cello songs I would do so

But I feel so sad. . . and I am sickened at what I've done
Just look! I've made my sweetest Sis sad!
Oh, my Sis if only I could dry your tears
So let this poem comfort you, my Love

Please, feel happy
And know this if I could play Harps,
Cellos, Trumpets, Flutes, Violins,
Celestas, Chimes, Bassos, and the rest
I would, to make you happy and smile

What can I do, sweet Sis to make you smile?
If I were to play the Piano would your tears turn to smiles?
If I were to make an Hibicus Crown to grace your head,
Would your tears turn to dew?

If I were to walk with you by the sea would your tears turn to laughter?
What can I do to make you happy, my dearest sweetest Sis?
If I were to take you to Fairyland would you be glad
Instead of sad?

**~Marian~

Cheer up, sweetie!!
You'll see Budgie again in Heaven
Where God takes all animals to be with Him
And Budgie is up there too
Singing with a voice that's loud
Perhaps Budgie is even playing on a harp
A harp of sparkling glittering gold
Budgie is singing for God
Praising Him with a voice that's sweet
Budgie is happily flying forever in Heaven
Which is literally Paradise
Where flowers grow
Birds sing
Where angels play upon harps
Where the sky is royal
Sapphire blue
And the Fountain of Life
Is reflected by the blue
In the sky
Where kittens chase butterflies
Forever happy
Every bird is singing
Praising God and so is Budgie
And she is happy with the Lord
Her Creator
Who made her in the likeness of Him

**~Marian~

Sweet cherry petals
Cherry blossoms on her cheeks
Petals falling down

*~Marian~

I
Think that
Christmas is
Very pretty
Like the falling snow
That kisses my fair cheeks
With pretty lacy snowflakes
That fall on a cold Winter's day
Christmas is such a sweet Holiday

*~Marian~

Come with me and daydream
Beside the stillness of the creek
Dream the hours away
For time is infinite here
Come with me and rest
In a field of daisies and wild
Cotton blossoms
That sweetly dance in the wind
Come with me and listen
To the mighty roaring waterfall
Watch it's water tranquilly
Cascading down the cliff
Come with me and heal your heart
And mend your broken wings
To the soft sweet melody
Of my Celtic Harp
Let your heart strings
Sing into the night
Come with me where dreams come true
And where wishes are granted
Take my hand and walk with me
I'll be your friend
Come with me where tears are wiped away
And replaced with ocean treasures
For each tear is a pearl
Each heartache is a ruby
Each wish is a sapphire
Each joy is an emerald
Forgiveness is a diamond
Friendship is a garnet
Freedom is a blue topaz
And love is a red crystal

*~Marian~

When raindrops become teardrops
And you think no one is there
Always remember God is there
He forever loves you, always kind and gentle
Whenever you feel lonely
And sit alone in the corner and cry
Remember God is there
He is always loving
When you feel like you can't take Life
Anymore and things become tough
Lean on God
When depression fills the air
And you feel like weeping
Rejoice because you have a Friend
That sticks closer than a brother
His name is God
And He loves you
Never forget that
So let darkness turn to Light
And banish all the gloom
Wipe away your tears, and stay strong
Let the sunshine fill your room
Let your tears become happy ones
Let darkness turn to light
Rid yourself of depression
And let these thoughts comfort you at night
Whenever you are alone
Remember it God Who cares
And whenever you begin to feel sad
Remember He is there
When you feel sad
While your walking home
Just remember what I've said
And you won't feel alone
I hope this turns your sadness into sunshine
And turns darkness into light
So remember He is always there
And He cares about day after day and night after night!

*~Marian~

I was wondering if y'all could help me
Identify this piece of piano music
It's one of my favorites but it's kinda
Upsetting that I don't know the title
Here's the link: http://www.thundercloud.net/stationery17/imagination/index.htm
Then click on 'Sail the Earth'
Note: You must copy and paste this onto
An Internet Explorer tab or this will not work
The lucky poet who gives me the correct
Title for this piece of music will receive
One if not two poems written in their honor,
As I am very eager to know the title,
Coz I have hunted everywhere for it
Okay, thanks! :)
I appreciate you reading this
Peace, Marian

Looking outside of the van window
Watching the passing scenery
Farms and pastures
Several creeks with bridges
Old abandoned clapboard houses
Antique beauty sings
Homes you can barely see
From the country roads
With long, winding lanes
Fences close in meadows
Undoubtedly used for farm animals
So much seen in just a little time
Three roads or more traveled
It didn't take long
Whispers of nostalgia
Breathed across the country air
Oh, how my heart longs
For something that isn't there
Nostalgic scenery
Created within me
Feelings of nostalgia
And Déjà Vu
Forests singing songs
Of a beautiful season
Lost in the chronicles of time
Created such a poetic atmosphere
And an unknown feeling
That is so hard for even a poetess to describe
Sunlight shining through trees
Sings yet another song
Yet another ode
To a feeling
That no one has ever yet named
Or described
Maybe I am the only one who has felt it
But I can tell you that it felt so good
Sitting there beside my Dad
Lost in feelings and worlds of my own

*~Marian~

Pretty little creek,
Thy beauty I always seek,
Sweet creek I love you!

~Marian~

I
Love creeks
They're pretty
I love dear creeks
That bubble and flow
With ice-cold clear water
Creeks are where the Fairies live
With peace and harmony soothing
I would love to live by a dear creek.

*~Marian~

We're cuddled up together
Your paw clings to my arm
Nails ejecting cling to my arm
"Stay with me, please"
She seems to beg
Eyes of gold look into my blue eyes
And I hurriedly let her have her way
Purring beside me
Keeping my arm warm
Leaning her head into
The warmth in the crook of my arm
She smiles her feline grin
And I gently kiss her furry head
You are like a little candle
Producing happiness and light
So curl up beside me
While I type my poetry
That I dedicate for you
Now and then stopping
Between typing words
To stroke your silky
Furry body, sweet Lady Jane

*~Marian~

Little noses sniffing
Eagerly waiting for their meal
Little meows are heard
And paws tap me and my Mom's skirts

**~Marian~

In all the world my Daddy is the best
Sometimes he likes to play croquet with me,
And everyday fills each moment with zest:
So that golden hours charm us with their glee.

He teaches me about Heaven and God
From the pages of our worn Bible each day,
And even though he  never uses a rod
Instead Daddy teaches me how to pray.

Sometimes he teases like a little boy,
Plays the piano and sings an old hymn,
Flooding our humble abode with such joy
And say! You guessed it! My Daddy's name is Tim.

~Marian and Hilda~

Dreams...they always dance in your head,
And comfort the lonely person asleep in bed,
Dreams are like a comforter keeping you warm;
And keeping you from being scared of that thunderstorm.
Dreams float around in your mind,
And transport you to another place in time,
Anywhere you ever wanted to be;
Just follow me to where dreams flow...just you and me.
Let me help you find those beautiful dreams,
Which dance around in your head at night or so it seems,
I'll even spin one for you,
The most sweetest one ever!
If you only believe that dreams do come true.
So take a breath of the midnight air,
And the Fairies sprinkle their magic in that dream,
And let their wings blow your hair;
And believe that those dreams that you did dare,
To ever dream will come true,
You will be all the happier,
If you just let those dreams dance inside your head,
And comfort your lonely self asleep in bed,
So go on and dream those beautiful dreams;
Of that enchanted cottage in the forest,
Or those rays of sunlight that so brightly gleam!

*~Marian~

It is dark and cloudy today,
I believe a thunderstorm is on it's way,
Little raindrops land on my window pane;
Tiny little showers of rain.
Dark and beautiful was the sky,
With thick dark clouds floating way up high,
The sound of silence--calm before a storm;
And all the air is hot and warm.
Everything is so very dark today,
Signifying a storm is on its way,
When little drops of water land on your pane;
You know it's about ready to rain.

*~Marian~

Part I

No can opener runs to hurry kittens to their meal
No more broken hearts to heal
They shall ne'er again pounce on a mouse
Or climb upon the roof on top of the house

No more kittens shall again sing
No more shall the macaws fly upon their colourful wings
No more shall they sing and cry
For they all here did die

Vines and bushes twist around the house
From inside there's the sound of a mouse
They bit what paper was there
Dust and cobwebs cover that chair

The vase that was once full of flowers now lies shattered
The stained curtains at the windows are tattered
The piano keys will never play those hymns again
Silence. . . And the wind


~Marian~

Part II

Glass from the broken windows lies upon the floor
From somewhere there's the sound of a creaking door
Cracked wallpaper covered in dust
Silver trays that once held perfume now has turned to rust

Dusty books with yellowed pages
Have been sitting on those shelves for ages
Never to be read again
In the oil lamp's glow so cheerful and dim

Cracked paintings in dusty frames
Nothing here will ever be the same
Strange bygone memories fill the air
And all I can do is stare

And think back to when this house was pretty
And everything was charming and whitty
And of when somebody played the piano
And who used to fill the vase with flowers from the meadow

~Marian~

Staring at the shock waves
In the water
Where I threw that
Smooth river stone
Looking at the water
Ripple across the river
Little tiny bubbles of water
From down under the river
Where the muddy earthen floor
Is very mossy, here and there a pebble
I'm watching the water glisten
Like thousands of jewels
Flung across the sand
Sparkling in the honeyed rays
Of sunshine
On that hot Summer day
When daisies lazily
Danced the long hours away
And cattails waltzed from shore to shore
Dreaming in the sun
Underneath the sky
Where lazy Summer clouds
Float by in the celestial air
Laden with the perfume of wild flowers
'Tis a nostalgic
Daydream

*~Marian~

Why they call it Devil's Elbow,
I don't and never will know,
Because this is the most beautiful place I've seen;
It's so beautiful like a dream.
There are fir trees on the cliff behind the lighthouse dear,
Oh I do so love it here,
A light sheen of mist fills the air around the trees;
The sunset reflects on the sand which blows away in the breeze.
The majestic seagulls walk on the shore and fly in the air,
So freely and happily without a care,
Beautiful waves crash against the boulders in motion;
The seagulls sing a song of the ocean.
The beacon's light guides the ships at night,
Oh the beauty of it's light,
On and on the waves crash and flow;
Oh I love Devil's Elbow!

*~Marian~

Dewdrops shining in the sun
On the sweet hibiscus blooms
Sweet orchids open their satin petals
To greet the sweetly shining sun
Against the royal blue sky
With pink cotton candy clouds
Floating across the pretty sky
Like a slow dream or illusion
Too good to be true
Winding meadows and roaring waterfalls
Make sweet pictures of landscape
Mountains high and ravines sharp
With huge boulders
Paths rocky and steep
Such a lovely place

**~Marian~

I love this place the most,
The full moon's shadows on the rocky island coast,
There's a ring around the moon big and bright;
This is one of the most beautiful nights!

The crashing blue waves are in motion,
The whale came up out of the ocean,
There are clouds in the sky and a faint sunset in the night;
The moon rays slant under the ocean big and bright!

The fishes and dolphins swiming beautifully under the sea,
This place is quite a treasure for me,
The clouds look as if they dance;
For people call this place Diamond Head Romance.

         **Marian

Full of pink pristine beauty
They look like bleeding hearts
So pretty and so dainty
Their beauty is majestic!
Like a wave of pink
Or like cotton candy clouds
Yet clouds do not bleed
But Dicentras do
Even in the midst of their sorrow
And their cries unheard
They still possess their beauty
Little hearts are bleeding
Little cries are unheard
And there's nobody who cries with them
Except for God on high
There's no shoulder for them to cry on
And nobody to comfort them when they weep
And so their hearts are always bleeding
Bleeding a picture of beauty
And of sadness too
Like a rainbow in the sky
And so quickly passes through

*~Marian~