Poetry and Beauty

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Saturday, April 23, 2005

I want to forget

those dark days, when I lost almost everything. I want to forget the time when my hopes for you died. I want to remember when you were creative and smart. I want to remember, when you were only shy. But daily still your disease ravages your heart and mind. Daily still you suffer pain and loss. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 22, 2005

Evensong

I see a lattice of tree, behind the lattice of trellice that covers the desk. The pale evening light glows behind. Colors no longer can be easily differentiated. The darkness turns them into dark gray. This is the time to worship, The God who turns the sun and puts the earth to sleep. Come to his... Sign in to see full entry.

Just for Today

After the rain has stopped, The sun shines bright. It blinds my eyes with its brilliance. The leaves glisten with raindrops The pavement glares, And the grass glows with green. These rare emerald days of spring, Come in between gray blustery days And dark wet ones. Once summer comes the bright sun... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Regular hours

regular events remembering when to do what when I do not have this skill. Sign in to see full entry.

My house

is always messy and usually dirty. What little energy and strength i have. I devote to people. The rest of the time I sleep and meditate on beads and furniture for my once to be clean and beautiful house. Sign in to see full entry.

No gain without pain

in this world. Somehow our ears hear better when we hurt. When we feel good, we forget what is right. We wander away to greener pastures full of poisonous weeds. Then sick, we once again hear the words of wisdom. Sign in to see full entry.

Why I was hurting

for my daughters Three other women came beside me. Women I could listen to, share with and help. My daughters, I could not help. But these others, I could. If only other women, could stand beside my daughters, so that they would not be alone and my burden would be lifted. Sign in to see full entry.

I went to a meeting

and ended up talking. I told about my life story and my present distress. I felt so comfortable looking at Mary watching Georgia being aware of Pat hiding at the side. It was Carla and I who told our stories. Was I proving myself to be one of the group, or was it just a rare ocassion when the words... Sign in to see full entry.

Car stereos are the best.

I love to drive my car and listen to music loud. I can be in the concert hall or in church. To be surrounded by sound so that I notice every instrument, every note. No one has invented a home stereo like that of a car. Sign in to see full entry.

Only the house creaks

this late in the night. I am alone with God and the computer. I look up all sorts of things. My medication, a chair for after surgery shoes that stretch. But time has ran away from me. I am way past bedtime. I need to wash my face Take my medicine and go to sleep. But time seems too short for... Sign in to see full entry.

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