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Monday, August 19, 2013

Cherry Blossom


Cherry Blossom

When I die, 
Please,  bury  me, 
Underneath a cherry  tree, 
And I shall  blossom with each spring- 
And scatter my loveliness, free.

When  time, it   comes,  
Weep  not, dear one, 
But know that I am free- 
To part the skies, with wings spread wide, 
And to cross the vast blue seas.

And in the springtime, every year,
When white gives way to green, 
You'll  sit beneath my outstretched arms 
As  I shower you with pink.

Then close your eyes and run your hands, 
All through   the petal covered deep, 
And in my  soft, pink  fragerant bed,
You'll lay   your   head to sleep.    

And  in your  dreams, you'll  hear my laughter, 
Dancing   on the   the hills, 
Singing  sweet as silver bells, 
"My love, I love you still!" 

Please,  keep me warmly in   your heart, 
All through  the ice and  rain; 
For  when the frozen earth relents, 
Each spring,  I'll bloom again.   

When I die, love, 
Bury me
Underneath a  cherry  tree, 
That I may  blossom  with each spring- 
And scatter my loveliness, free. 

Friday, August 16, 2013

Wings


Wings

Dear God, though I may  never more 
Be held in love's embrace, 
Please, let me give, without reserve,   
Let kindness light my face.

And though I never more may drink, 
From  love's sweet, gentle cup, 
Please grace my lips , with words that fit, 
Like two soft  turtle doves. 

And if these broken wings  shan't  ever
Lift me to the sky,
I'll rend the very  heavens,  with
One broken  hearted  cry.

And if this broken heart of mine 
Shall ever more be broke, 
I"ll give each broken  piece away, 
To make another whole. 

And God, If in your wisdom,  
You've  decreed I die alone, 
Please bury me high on a cliff, 
To see the shores  of home. 

But  if in your great mercy, L-rd, 
You've granted me  more time, 
I vow  to dance, to laugh, and love , 
To spread my wings and fly. 

















Looking Glass Eyes

Looking glass eyes

What do you see
When you look into these eyes-
A woman who is brave and strong
Compassionate and wise?

A woman who has laughed, and cried, 
And struggled,  to bring  life?
Protecting everything she loves-
No matter what the price?

Or do you see your fears reflected 
in these pools of green; 
The hopes and dreams that slip away, 
The losses you still  grieve?

What do you see when you look into 
A mirror to your soul?
A broken window on the past, 
Or the half, that makes you whole?

Can you find, by searching,  
For yourself  on distant shores?
And yet, you  wander, more and more…
Forsaking all  you once stood for…
 
Stop searching, friend, and you will  find
Your  wholeness, laughter, joy, and light
And all that makes you  kind and wise....
Reflected in ..these two green eyes.
 

Looking Glass Eyes

Looking glass eyes

What do you see
When you look into these eyes-
A woman who is brave and strong
Compassionate and wise?

A woman who has laughed, and cried, 
And struggled,  to bring  life?
Protecting everything she loves-
No matter what the price?

Or do you see your fears reflected 
in these pools of green; 
The hopes and dreams that slip away, 
The losses you still  grieve?

What do you see when you look into 
A mirror to your soul?
A broken window on the past, 
Or the half, that makes you whole?

Can you find, by searching for
Yourself, upon some distant shores?
And yet, you  wander, more and more…
Forsaking all  you once stood for…
 
Stop searching, friend, and you shall find
Your  wholeness, laughter, joy, and light
And all that makes you  kind and wise....
Reflected in ...two bright green eyes.
 

Thursday, August 15, 2013

The Tale of Sir Edward The Great

Sir Edward the Great

Gather Round ye honored  guests, 
For you I shall regale 
With recounting,
Of  the Great  Sir Edward's tale.

Sir Edward ruled the British Isle,
His  might renown  over many a mile.

His valiant conquests 
Were sung in  far  halls, 
Brave nobles  revered him...
(since they  were quite small.)

And now for the recounting 
 Of Great Sir Edward's tale, 
And all the  hapless  victims which 
He wantonly  impaled.

Though  merciless and slowly 
He did  stab  them through the  heart, 
Not  a victim of Sir Edward's 
Ever wished him to depart!

( For, While ancient lore 
 Boasts tales of gore; 
Blood curdling screams of doom- 

Sir Edwards victims always  begged " come back to me so soon! " ) 

Perhaps it was his big strong  heart
Perhaps some sorcerers trick- 
But if you ask Sir Edward's foes, 
They'll  blame  his....magical stick.

Now if ye list'ners wish, 
To measure Sir Edward's worth
Measure him not in  length or height
But in nobility, strength and girth.

Ye maidens all a-blushed; 
With your  cheeks pale as the moon, 
Hide not , nor cast your eyes aside- 
Nor cry, nor faint nor swoon.

'Tis fact; ye dream  of a noble death
At the hands of a mighty Lord, 

Like Edward the  Great, 
For whom ye await
To be slain with his great mighty ...sword. 



Saturday, August 10, 2013

Wanting 2


Wanting

Have you ever loved someone,
Who loves you back, and more?  
Have you e'r been treasured by 
The one  whom you adore? 

Have you ever wondered where 
You're true love hides, and why? 
Though her  scent still lingers, 
As the sound of her soft sigh....

Perhaps your waiting for the one 
Who sets your soul  aflame,  
With unrequited passion, 
With a strange, exotic name.

Or maybe you're just looking for
That small, round, home-grown type-
Who sews,  and cleans and makes the beds, 
And grows organic rice? 

Perhaps your searching for your love,
Upon some distant shore, 
(But, even if  you  find her,  love, 
You'll   keep on searching,  more....)

'Cause when it's day you long for night, 
At night you crave the sun, 
How can you find  what's yours, my friend, 
When searching's  what you want? 

No matter what you're looking for, 
No matter what's  the game, 
The characters all come and go, 
But  some things never change: 

It seems you want somebody
Who don't want  you, quite the same, 
And  when you sense her  disregard 
Your instincts start to "clang", 

Your heart begins to flutter, 
Thinking  " this might  be The ONE!" 
'Cause  something in your little  heart 
Just needs to run, and run....

'Cause when it's day you long for night, 
At night you wait for dawn, 
How can you own  what's yours, my friend, 
When seeking's what  you want? 

No matter what you're looking for, 
No matter what's the game, 
The characters all come and go, 
But, some things never change.

And so you go around the track, 
Finding all the specks of black 
In anyone who  wants   you, and 
Who wants to love  you back. 

And when the  search is on, again,
Your know the  lines, your on your game, 
( While in your heart  your kind of mad, 
Relieved,  frustrated, somewhat sad.) 

But  , you're  worth so much more,  yes, you...
Your kind, and wise and funny, too! 
And when you  find someone like you, 
Just hold her tight, and love her true!

'Cause when it's day you long for night, 
At night you crave the day,  
How can have what's yours, my friend
When  wanting's  what you crave? 

No matter what you're looking for, 
No matter what's  the game, 
The characters all come and go, 
But, some things just don't  change...