A 911 call
Victim is so blue
Bleeding from the heart
Died while enroute to reconciliation
Buried in a deep and painful longing

A beautiful day
is on the way
The flowers
get a gentle spray
The bees are happy
as can be
The geese fly over
in a vee.
The sun shines down
in beaming rays
As it does on most
lovely days
Traffic on the road
is in a bustle
As people get to work
in a hustle.

He took his belt off
The child is afraid and torn
between love and hate.

I can't say enough,
about your new lease on life.
Rents space in my head

The years run and leap
Age fights, but in it does creep
Youth, hold on and keep

A lifetime I've spent
Fearing people and places
My home, deep in me

Once rushed in the house,
with a pig under my arm.
Didn't read the room.

I am light hearted
Didn't used to be that way
Till I realized you are my savior
Then fell to my knees to pray
I was lost in life
Didn't know which way to turn
Mistreated by those I trusted
My soul then left to burn
Then one day I realized
That you would never harm me
That is what opened my eyes
That's what set me free
I needed to love myself
In the way a parent would
Learn to live with my shortcomings
And embrace all that is good
I thank you God every day
For forgiving all my sin
For showing me I'm loved
Thank you God, love Lynn

There once was a man from Greece
Whose flock of sheep he did fleece
The wool he sold
The sheep were cold
Their sweaters knitted by his niece

Though I'm a loner
I'm never really alone
I still have myself

You sing life alone.
Sometimes solos are needed,
to round out the choir.

"I'll love you always".
These words are solid as a rock
They're written in stone.

You're ambivalent
Your mouth says you don't want me
Your eyes say I'm loved.

Your names in the clouds
Written there by an angel
Hoped she'd get her wings.

J bottle things up
Until I can breathe no more
Then the cork is blown.

As the world goes by.
I'm asking for one more try.
To capture the sky.

That's just how it goes
Sorry it's not in the cards
Can't fight city hall
My resolve even greater
After getting these answers.

So now here we stand.
Face to face but miles apart.
Speaking in cliches.

Roses they are red
Violets pretty and blue
Why did I start this poem
Hell,  I haven't got a clue

I won't fight with you.
Won't sink down to your level.
You just sling the mud.

If I held the brush,
I'd paint you into my life.
A great masterpiece.

You go off subject
Attack me personally,
someone needs a nap.

I am quite smitten.
Humbled by your attention.
Just thought I'd mention.

Thought I'd slam the door
So you'd stop ignoring me,
You didn't notice.

I'd split the atom,
to get you to notice me.
Or just climb a tree.

Took a step forward
To improve my attitude
But it's my bad leg.

We are opposites.
And we sing different songs.
But in the same key.

Why do people,
give to you a compliment,
take back with next breath

I was never lost
Just waiting to be found
Baggage and all.

On a roll today.
But then probably halfway.
Wall got in the way.

Can't pick my battles,
but can choose my fighting style.
Strategy my own.

Flat Frisbees in flight
Beach blankets bundled by boys
Love letters litter

In shallow water
Little fish nip at my toes
We bathe in the sun
Beach sand in my bathing suit
We have hot dogs on a bun

You are a beacon.
Helping me to find my way.
You are my mainstay.

Beauty walks away
It really enjoyed its stay
Face now a new day.

Which should I believe.
God decides who lives or dies.
Or it's in fate's hands.

I believe In love
and in a higher power
Don't believe in me.

My beloved one
Painted your face on the sun
Moon reflects in bronze.

I smell strange perfume.
Lipstick on your collared shirt.
I am left to fume.

Better days ahead
Troubles a second language
I'm not fluent in.

If the birds could speak
They'd talk about life and times
How they're free to be

I sometimes wonder
Do birds ever get depressed,
as they fly so free?
They can't laugh at funny jokes.
Their kids fly away too soon.

Son asks black widow
"Mom, how did my father die"?
Black widow just sighs.

I should know by now.
I cry, you walk out the door,
and I'm left to blame.

Falling for you
Torn and vulnerable,
the reasons I'm blue.

How to beat the blues
Round them up with cattle ****,
let the beatings start.

Behind sunglasses,
your soul is incognito.
Your intentions blurred.

Photographs of me.
My reflection in mirrors.
Isn't what I see.

We've nothing to hide.
An open book to skim through.
We're a novel pair.
You're the bookmarked chapters.
Illustrated by loves hand.