I opened the door
Our eyes met
And shock registered
You were familiar
Yet a stranger in every way
We walked the tunnels
You did your job
Marking the light
Capturing her truth
Before leaving
We shook hands
The shock intensified
Who are you?
Have our souls met?
Were we friends?
In another life?
You felt it too
I know you did
Perhaps... we'll meet again.
An attempt to write a poem a day for a whole year... no guarantees on quality - just quantity!
A poem a day to keep brain rot away
Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!
May 3rd, 2012
Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Winnipeg
Here in the tundra
A frozen glacial embrace
Winter's hand awaits
A frozen glacial embrace
Winter's hand awaits
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Time is passing by
I couldn't stay away
Listened to your voice again
It pulled on my heart
As it always has
But this time it was with a twist
A reminder of time flying
A gentle push to a familiar face
Not yours but someone with greater power
A friend of long standing
Who's place has never wavered
But it was your voice
That reminded me
Of what I have.
Listened to your voice again
It pulled on my heart
As it always has
But this time it was with a twist
A reminder of time flying
A gentle push to a familiar face
Not yours but someone with greater power
A friend of long standing
Who's place has never wavered
But it was your voice
That reminded me
Of what I have.
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Hamlet
A bittersweet memory connects me to the past
A constant crazy yearning to places that did not last
A fragile thread unspooling through the centuries
To times lost but not forgotten, emotions scattered in the breeze
One trip was clearly not enough to lay rest to what I know
The place is calling, calling to me, and I'll clearly have to go
Another time to search for the people once among my peers
Who were dragged from home and hearth amidst cruel and senseless jeers
Maybe it was the sunshine? Or even the smell of autumn in the air
That keeps me reminiscing of our glorious Sunday there
A constant crazy yearning to places that did not last
A fragile thread unspooling through the centuries
To times lost but not forgotten, emotions scattered in the breeze
One trip was clearly not enough to lay rest to what I know
The place is calling, calling to me, and I'll clearly have to go
Another time to search for the people once among my peers
Who were dragged from home and hearth amidst cruel and senseless jeers
Maybe it was the sunshine? Or even the smell of autumn in the air
That keeps me reminiscing of our glorious Sunday there
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Je cogne des clous
I'm sitting here trying
My best to stay awake
Focused on what you're saying
As I know there's a lot at stake
That mid-afternoon slump
Is a very real thing for me
An embarrassing fact of life
That I hope you cannot see
My eyes are trying to close
So I'm striving with all my might
To appear alert and focused
But I fear I'm losing this ugly fight.
My best to stay awake
Focused on what you're saying
As I know there's a lot at stake
That mid-afternoon slump
Is a very real thing for me
An embarrassing fact of life
That I hope you cannot see
My eyes are trying to close
So I'm striving with all my might
To appear alert and focused
But I fear I'm losing this ugly fight.
Thursday, June 30, 2016
Smashing success
I just stepped back in time
To a song once always on my mind
Lost in that long-lost feeling
That rush that always left me reeling
Remembering fondly all that was
The glittering lights & constant buzz
Relishing the beauty of memory
Where you were bound and true to me
To a song once always on my mind
Lost in that long-lost feeling
That rush that always left me reeling
Remembering fondly all that was
The glittering lights & constant buzz
Relishing the beauty of memory
Where you were bound and true to me
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Gently
Let me down gently
Keep holding my hand
Until your fingers are icy
Yet I still won't understand
You've chosen this path
All this I know
But my heart won't accept
And just won't let go
Say my name one last time
As I soak in your voice
Please let me down gently
I know this is your choice
Keep holding my hand
Until your fingers are icy
Yet I still won't understand
You've chosen this path
All this I know
But my heart won't accept
And just won't let go
Say my name one last time
As I soak in your voice
Please let me down gently
I know this is your choice
Monday, June 13, 2016
Don't let go
Don't let go.
How can you leave now?
When I've laid bare my soul
Grown before your eyes
You've changed me.
I cannot go back
Yet you won't be here
To cheer me on
You're in pain.
But is it still selfish?
I cannot judge
I'm too wrapped up in all that you are
Stay with me.
Physically... not just in my mind
Or plastered across my heart
Or seared into my soul
I love you.
And that will feed my pain
In the years to come
It will always be you
How can you leave now?
When I've laid bare my soul
Grown before your eyes
You've changed me.
I cannot go back
Yet you won't be here
To cheer me on
You're in pain.
But is it still selfish?
I cannot judge
I'm too wrapped up in all that you are
Stay with me.
Physically... not just in my mind
Or plastered across my heart
Or seared into my soul
I love you.
And that will feed my pain
In the years to come
It will always be you
Labels:
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Jojo Moyse,
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Me Before You,
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Thursday, May 5, 2016
Monday, April 18, 2016
First meeting
I stepped into the sunshine
Of a friendly prairie dream
Where Willie's Roadhouse kept me company
Through the endless fields of cream
As I drove along this highway
Excitement cruising through my veins
Driving further from all cares
And all my worldly chains
Looking forward to a meeting
Of souls reuniting on this earth
Family growing and love expanding
Proving again what life is really worth
And all in anticipation
Of those first angelic smiles
From a brand new little niece
I have traveled miles and miles.
Of a friendly prairie dream
Where Willie's Roadhouse kept me company
Through the endless fields of cream
As I drove along this highway
Excitement cruising through my veins
Driving further from all cares
And all my worldly chains
Looking forward to a meeting
Of souls reuniting on this earth
Family growing and love expanding
Proving again what life is really worth
And all in anticipation
Of those first angelic smiles
From a brand new little niece
I have traveled miles and miles.
Labels:
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baby,
family,
niece,
poem,
poetry,
Prairies,
Willie Nelson,
Willie's Roadhouse
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