Thursday, August 4, 2005

You Touch My Heart When You....Poetry Group

You touched my heart when you
spoke about your long lost love
A time of passion and youthful glee
A time for all seasons a reason to be
Together forever is what you had planned
Loving through the eons, walking hand in hand.

You touched my heart when you
spoke about your long lost love
The memories you invoke bring passion alive
He was at first a tall, dark handsome stranger
You laughed when you first met, blushing a bit
from all his downhome street jive.
The night air was filled with the smell of sweet
Jasmine, mingled with the heavy breath of summer.
You gasped as he drew you near to him, feeling his
heart beating against yours...a stranger no more.

You touched my heart when you spoke of the
longing for him, if only you could hold him once more.
If I could make a wish for you, my wish would make
your dream come true.
My own heart is weeping for I see all the possibilities
of what should of been, it makes me blue.
You touched my heart when you spoke of your long
lost love.....

 

 

 

 

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Sorrows

A mother's love for her baby son hasn't
any boundaries or limits
To hold that child close to your heart, to
help him to grow, steadying his legs as he
takes his first wobbly steps
To watch and revel in joy at the sound of
his laughter with each new toy

Holding his hand on the first day of school
telling him "nothing to fear...Mommy will
always be here."
Wiping his tears after a fall from a tree
Putting a kiss and a bandaid here and there.

The years go by as he grows ever taller
so straight full of life with no fear
The apron strings must be cut tis but
nature's way of moving on
Nearly a full grown man stands at the door
but in a mother's heart he is still the
little boy that she loves with all her might

The future is broken, promises unkept
tears flow like a river cascading forever
into the depths.
Sadness shakes us to our very core
The youth of our nation are expendable
once more.
A future once bright, shinning filled
with promise and belief
Lies broken at our feet
A Mother's love is forever and ever.....

 

 

This is dedicated to Debbi in memory of her son Travis....


 

 

Thursday, July 7, 2005

Reason Lost

Reason Lost

A morning bright beyond belief, peaceful
beauty all around
Big Ben chimes on the early morning hour
as traffic slowly roars to life with sound
One after another louder sounds rock their senses
Walking wounded appear on the scene and the
reaction of the world tenses.

Visions of terrible days in our past, remembering the
horror of events that just last.
Each time it happens it conjures memories best left unsaid.
But then, we must talk memorialize - lest we forget the dead.

The people that did this are inglorious cowards, deserving
a worse end than what they caused to happen with reason lost.
To what end must we struggle, striving to win? We shall succeed
although I fear the cost.

Big Ben will chime tommorrow again...life will continue
Families will grieve and the world weeps with them
There are more days to go on living.


 

Friday, July 1, 2005

4th of July Poem

Rockets blazing fire
Evil empire shall not succeed
Freedom everlasting arises 

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

"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.

        

Monday, June 6, 2005

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.