Boy meets girl
a beginning
as old as time
Boy likes girl
girl likes boy
a happy story unfolds
They begin to fall in love
but the story is not over
for a surprise is in store
Boy is already dating
another girl out there
oh no, what is she to do?
The boy must choose
between which girl
he loves best
Which one
will he choose
girl one or two
The choice
is not made
it’s up to you
Its hands search the ground,
sweeping across the drying grass.
Twirling, swirling, it never stops.
Ruining hopes of the proud,
Watching, waiting, for a chance.
Twirling, swirling, it never stops.
Never changing, always the same.
Strong, destructive, looking to eliminate.
Twirling, swirling, it never stops.
Always looking for a way
To control all those around
Twirling, swirling, it never stops
Cooling comfort, always peaceful
A blessing from above.
Twirling, curling, it never stops.
A vow to you oh God I make
I will do whatever it takes
to help my people win
I do not see it as a sin
Whatever leaves my door
To greet me firstly
I give to you if we shall win
As a solemn sacrifice
Blood, death, and destruction
The battle is won.
Oh but what is this
That comes to greet me first?
My only child
My sweet daughter
Alas your life is
Forfeited to God
A simple lesson to be
learned from this story
Do not bargain with God
It may not turn out right
I softly watched you close your tired eyes
Your way word thoughts moved swiftly to and fro
Your thoughts were so very open and wise
Were your thoughts of me I wanted to know?
Would you ever be that open with me?
Would you ever burden to let me in?
Though I see your thoughts, I can’t let you be.
Tell me all of your deeds, even a sin.
I want you to tell me all your dealings.
I fully want an open bond with you.
Why do you try and stop these true feelings.
I want to help you in all that you do.
Although you always try and keep me out,
I love you my children beyond a doubt.
The bells tolled on,
the winds whispered,
the birds twittered
and tweeted;
and yet no peace
did I find.
My mind was
a whirlpool
of despondency
and neglect.
I could not find
a hint of peace
a crumb of comfort
in this sanctuary
of sorrow and sin.
The waves of corruption
engulf this sea
the winds of selfishness
send chills through
the cracks of my heart.
I await the day of
jubilance and celebration
the day long hoped for
but never experienced.
The joyous song on everyone’s
Lips praise the one who
made it all
The golden streets wind
‘round the rolling hills
Of vibrant wild flowers
The perfumed smells of
Of all flowers
Pruned to perfection
Arrayed in vivid swirls
Beauty un-surpassing anything before.
I walk through the one
Place of perfection and peace
Glistening waters;
flowing down the bend,
swirling, twirling, without end.
Swirling, twirling, without end;
the wind sweeps across the prairie,
looking to stir up trouble.
Looking to stir up trouble;
the eagle soars through the skies,
searching for its prey tonight.
Searching for its prey tonight
the coyote slinks through the grass
nature calls all again tonight.
light pierces towards
the shadow lands.
demons rise
angels descend.
is this the final
battle?
the dark clouds rise
the light shines down
they can’t see
the sky is illuminating
the depths are tenebrous
who will triumph
who will be vanquished
the fight goes on
the light encompasses
the heavens above
the darkness envelops
the shadow lands below.
the tendril like hands
fight for dominance
in this ever pressing battle.
the light flashes
the darkness engulfs
the battle presses onward.
I haven’t been putting explanations of my poetry up, but this one I felt needed one. This poem I wrote for veteran’s day for my Poetry Writing class, I was thinking about my family who has, and my future brothers-in-law who are currently serving for our country. I thought about those who have died while fighting, in years long ago and in far away places. I dedicate this poem to all past, current, and future soldiers who have fought for the ideals and beliefs we hold dear.
Through the window glass
The wind flies in strength
Like a beacon in the sky
The wind shows them proudly
Memories of time long past
Where bravery; lived, fought, and died.
M e m o r i u m
These times are our past,
Present, future; our history.
The blood spilt on the,
Shores and forests of far away
The lives lost in steaming jungles
Bodies never recovered.
M e m o r i u m
The cries are heard forever
In our minds. Their pain claws
At our hearts. We see their
Screams for help in the mists.
Will they all be forgot?
Or, will they live on, eternity.
M e m o r i u m
They are our symbol,
Across the grassy knoll.
They wave proudly to us
“We fly for those who
Can no longer.” they say.
Colors blazing in the air.
M e m o r i u m
Through this past has come and gone
We never will forget.
We live on for them,
Their choices made for us.
Their lives their hopes.
They gave to all.
M e m o r i u m
So they wave on,
Over the sweet grass
So all can see
This symbol flicker.
So they never
Will stop flying proud.
M e m o r i u m
Morning light shines down
Over hill and over knoll
I look up in wonder,
it truly is a sight to behold.
My God is truly astounding,
Truly indescribable.
the things he has created
for us to behold.
The flowers that bend in
the summer breeze to God’s might
and the streaming sun that
polishes like water on a stone,
carefully rolling and turning
to be sure to make no mistake
and have its sheen glow with
God’s light and love.
The power and might
Of God is seen in all
It should never be mistaken
Or forgotten, in our haste
To live our lives
As we wish to without
God there to guide us as
a king watches his people.
