People are sleeping Tired from day's work Or even play Fairy dust spinning round Soothing busy souls Hard at work In dreamland Perhaps a special place For some A nightmare for others Some will waken Refreshed and ready To go While others will Want to hide "Good night John Boy"
Something about the Word Care Care package Care bear Care notes I Care Someone steps out Of comfort zone To bring comfort to Someone else Though it feels Nice to be cared for It's nicer to Care
You left the earth Way too soon On a journey I cannot follow Until it is My time But till then I will feel your warmth In sunny days Share memories With each sip of tea And clinging to the cup Close my eyes And wipe my tears away Your smile will bring Me back to this Harsh reality But a glimpse of you In my unsettling dreams Will be a balm For my bruising soul One day I will Take this journey And see you smile Once again
Warm sun dancing upon my head Droplets of sweat cascading down Cool breeze from Trees nearby Whispering past my cheeks Oh how Glorious it feels As nature surrounds me Songs of birds Flying by What a morning To take a walk
Storms in my Life Come booming into My Life Usually without warning When it hits Hits hard Knocking down the Calmness of the day Darkening clouds Overshadowing the light Of happiness going on But the light Will shine through Once again Bringing sunshine
I am here Dazed But am here Tormented demons Circling around Vultures greedily Circle by Hoping even for Crumbs From a restless Soul Light has dawned Yet darkness Awakens Will a pathway Be cleared Through the Muck and mire For glorious days Ahead
Death is but A breath away Waiting to catch you As you fall Into the abyss Life holds on strong To moments more Precious than gold A treasure not to Bury But rather to enjoy
It looks like a Moody Blues kind Of day Thoughts spinning Through my head Waiting to be released Blues needing to be Swept away Not hidden in a Corner deep within Voices to hear with Strong vocal sound Relaxing your mind With the rhythm of Music And words to Ponder Music that makes you Escape to another World Other than your own Oh it feels like A Moody Blues Day Need to Turn it on
Stray dogs Stray cats Stray words Running wild Looking for a home To lay One's head Stray dogs Stray cats Stray words Waiting to be Nourished Stray dogs Stray cats Stray words Waiting to be Set free
Angel of the phone You saved me Listening when No one Answered Catching tear drops Leaking through The line Laughing at jokes That made no sense Picking up pieces Scattered all about Angel of the phone line Stay near me And never depart Be with me Hold me tight Amidst coiled wire On duty with never A break Don't hang up Or let wires cross Be there for me My angel of The phone
Oh how I like Poetry The rhythm of The words Tap tapping out Sounds Deep from the Heart Words of heartbreak Tender words of love Wrapped in memories Of days gone by Oh how I like The sound of poetry Refreshing words A babbling brook Of sounds Immense pain Healing and redemption Confessions and Lessons learned Strength and glory Thanks and praise Words colored with Nature and love Rhyming sounds Roving thoughts A collector's smorgasbord Buried deep within And ready for release
Flying high the sky Winged creatures soar Twisting and turning Freedom all about Over roof tipped houses Cluttered streets Littered with garbage And debris Circling over rivers And streams Blanketed mountain tops Welcoming trees Oh to fly High above and over The majestic sights All around