"If I Were Poetry"

 

                                If I Were Poetry

If I were poetry I would flow so smoothly almost
like a raging river winding steadily through the
canyon, sending heavy rippling waves against the walls.
Finally, at journey's end tumbling, roaring into a sparkling, bubbling giant waterfall.

Just but wait..the journey's not yet finished..there's
more to do.
The waterfall has formed a tranquil lake of submerged
beauty bringing forth nature's charms without adieu.
If I were poetry I would tell you please draw up a seat
of moss against my bank, rest your weary head upon
my green softness as the gentle waves of my poetry
lulls you to sleep forgetting anything rank.

Let the magic of nature regale you with it's unsurpassed
sounds
Listen to nature, you can almost hear the fairies flitting
from flower to flower......wonder abounds.
As evening draws near, moonrise is steady and it's
blessings I hold dear.
Listen closely you can almost hear
If I were poetry....It would be very clear.

Sandi

 

 

Cheer Up All's Right With The World

To be yourself is simple you see.
        Remember the laughter of your
        inner child, it will set you free.

        Find joy in the early morning sunrise.
         Delight in a new found friend, love's surprise.
         Gather with crowds and howl at the night.
         After a while you will find that everything
         turns out alright.

          Laughter can heal what the world doesn't see.
          Shyness can be shed like a heavy winter's coat
          Let yourself shine through and you'll be free
          this is honest truth anyone would quote.
        

Little Black Cloud

Maybe if I write in dayglow..the little black cloud will away go.
It's hard to get an optimist down...because we always figure
that there will come another day to find a way to win another round.

The simple things in life become so complicated as to be
entangled in growing webs of barbed wire.
So stand back, don't get too close, the barbs will catch
you too and pull you relentlessly into the fire.
I can feel the intensity of the flames passion
Oh, little rain cloud, open the skies pour down
on me after a fashion

Silent raindrops gently falling on my face
mingled with my salty tears mixing in place
Mostly laughter fills my soul not this
brooding evil I behold.
In place of a rain dance, a sun dance would do
swaying gently under the elms in the deep, deep woods.
Feeling the sunlight warm my face, gently caressing my
inner being....chasing away my little black cloud.
Embrace the warmth, bask in the light, just sing
out loud.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life

Don't walk through life in a dimlit haze
Unable to figure out a reason why
Youth was meant to explore, learn,
grow and let the powers that be amaze.
Wonderous moments await your attention
glorious, soaring joy filled emotion, open your
mind and just try.

Oh, my dear life has it's ups and downs
seems everyone once in a while goes round
and round.
You'll find a love that's strong and true,
not one to make you blue.
This will seem like a long lost dream for who
can recall misery when their heart is singing.
Love should come to you on tippy toes softly
enveloping you with all the joy that's it's bringing

Lonely

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From: Sandi

Date: Jun 3, 2005 2:04 AM Subject: Love Can Be A Many Splendid Thing (sometimes) Body: Being alone is lonely.
Loving alone is sad.
Combine both and the feeling is bad.

Yesterday was long ago.
Where are all the tommorrows?
So quicky does time go past, we turn around and find that nothing lasts.

We all have heartache.
Sometimes it's more than we can take.
What's the solution?
The saving grace?
Face it squarely.
Even though you think life has treated you
unfairly.

Two hearts searching.
But never reaching
Looking for love
But never receiving
One gives love with reason
The other taking without giving.
The world spins and the day changes
One heart forgives but cannot forget
and goes on searching.

To hear the beat of a different
drummer.
It is not the easiest way to live.
For to some people nothing could be
dumber.
Watch yourself and what you do.
One step out of line and forever
play the fool.

A new day dawns with it's early light
warming the numbness making the
world again right.
People come and go into our lives as
frequently as the tide turns to the moonlight
Stay the course, follow your truth - the heart
wants what the heart wants..everything else
is moot.
Somewhere in time a unknown love awaits
turn that corner, go for a ride...who knows
it's all up to fate.


By Sandi
  
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Growing Up

Growing up believing in Popeye
Those were the innocent days, what a guy!
Grandmom always said....
Eat your spinach and behave
Look at you! You've grown three inches,
Let's go to the beach and catch a wave!

Oh, a day at the beach was exceedingly fun
so much space and everywhere to run
Laying on an old green army blanket
Running soft sand thru my hands, fingers
catching a wonderful tiny shell memory
lingers there yet.

Lying on my stomach, watching my mini
world thru arms crossed holding my face.
Sunlight shines so greatly making the
grains of sand lovely a breathtaking place.
Imagining a fairy castle in such a tiny space
In my mind I shrink, I melt I am one with
the sand.

I envision a special place all misty green
covered in dew...with a unicorn wading
in a babbling brook bringing love to quite a few.
If you look closely you will see how magnificient
our world could be.
Peaceful beauty too perfect to see.