Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Let's Leave Allowances (for a miracle!)

Due to the explanation here (Poem Tango) I am extending (Love willing)
  the lease on love poetry,
because after all is said and done/won
Love is poetry clamouring to be written!💗😊

This poem applies to marriage or
Love's Common Carriage called 'us'

"Let's keep in mind, storms never stay
the sun will shine again..."

Last week's sunshine-soak-spot😀
(side note; looks like our snow dugout in the background needs digging out!)
Weather is one way of reminding us how swiftly life's landscape can change,
and the only abiding Anchor is Love!

Let’s leave allowances, my love, for fumbles, slips and such 
And smooth out shouted wrinkles with a kinder kind of touch 
Let’s be good friends and not give up where cups of grace ran dry 
Let’s weather life together and give love another try 

Let’s be to one another what we wish others to be 
The golden rule is not a rubric of antiquity 
But is a foolproof principle for people, young and old 
And able to work wonders in a badly broken mold/world 

Let's keep in mind storms never stay, the sun will shine again
Let's not get so caught in the moment we forget the 'Then'
As much as we are able let's soften often harsh tones
And prove that we are grateful by not hurling verbal stones

Let’s forgive one another and release the bitter grudge 
Let love be of sound judgment, then, not quite so quick to judge 
What good is pointing fingers when we all bear part of blame 
Let’s remember Life’s Author and the love from whence we came 

…and leave allowances because we are all learning still 
Then let’s love one another on life’s road, often uphill 
Instead of clenching angry fists let’s join our hands until 
The love of God has worked in us His greatest miracle 

© Janet Martin 

Heb.13:1 NKJV
Let brotherly love continue

or NIV
Keep on loving one another as brothers and sisters..



Monday, October 24, 2016

If You Were I and I Were You...




 This was yesterday...
She thought it was a perfect coolish-autumn day to tromp through  the woods
and he thought it was a perfect coolish-autumn day to turn up the heat and have a big sleep.

If you were I
And I were you
Then when we two
Would get together

I suppose

…on second thought
We still would not
Understand each other
Any better

© Janet Martin

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Empathizing...

 

Woman, O, woman what maketh thee tick
I wish I could tell you I don’t give a lick
But the truth, painful truth, when it’s all said and told
Is that keeping thee happy is worth more than gold

It don’t give me pleasure when yer ridin’ yer broom
But I’m mighty good at clearin’ out of the room
‘Cause when Ma’s on the war-path we jes’ better run
An’ stay out of the house til her stewin’ is done

Yesterdays words brought me smiles and a kiss
I tried ‘em today an’ I don’t know what it is
But I thought you was goin’ to bite off my head
So out through the back door I hastily fled

Woman, O woman, if I had what it took
I’d write one of them thar best-seller books
Cause I’ve lived with ye mor’en twenty year
An’ there’s things I ain’t never gonna figure out, I fear

Woman, O woman, I can’t understand
When God created you from the rib of a man
Why didn’t he take another rib as well
An’ create an’ instruction manual?

Just for fun;) to all you men!
Last night I gave my son a playful push when he complained that his sister is driving him CRAZY! Then I winked and I growly- whispered in his ear...'get used to it my dear, cause we women drive you guys crazy for a long, long time!First it's your mom and sisters, then its your girlfriend, your wife...' he laughed.
  And then there's  those poor dearest hubbies who really do have to learn how to roll with the punches; aka mood-swings:). I dug this poem out of the archives, because the other night hubby shook his head and said, 'I'm never, never gonna figure you out'. I felt a sincere wave of sympathy and empathy because I don't have myself figured out yet either.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Longevity of Love





Girls, men are not really
That different from us
We both desire deeply
Respect and love

If we gave to our better halves
The things we hold dear
Perhaps some of love’s struggle
Would disappear

Complicated simplicity
Just you and I
Yet, this thing called love
Can drive us wild

But we are not so different
If we learn to live
Knowing what we both want
We must learn to give

© Janet Martin

 

Friday, September 28, 2012

Arabesque Acquiescence (an edited- re-post)





Softly you laugh, and vex me with your kiss
crumbling my will to ignore your bold fire
as I relent to cinnabar desire
roused by the hints of autumn-tinted bliss
glinting upon the zephyr’s ruddiness
You strut across my firmly planted ire
and never pause to even once inquire
if I should seek a lover such as this
You overthrow my sanguine-steeped intent
to disregard your winning works of art
Why is it now, that I cannot resent
the lavishness your fingertips impart
as you prey on love's languishing lament
and thus seduce my true-blue summer heart

***

Methinks the earth reserves its utter-best
to soothe the summer-heart’s acquiescent sigh
for bluer  is autumn’s pure azure dye
than summer’s satisfying sapphire crest
imbuing expectation’s blind request
The embellishing of cloud-tumbled sky
draws the stoic gaze of hope's devoted eye
rendering her quite speechless and impressed
as gently she relinquishes her will
advancing slowly ‘cross a rustling floor
caressed with weightless teardrops as they spill
from walnut, maple, birch; soundless they pour
Arabesque comfort bleeds from autumn’s chill
painting its parting on earth’s auburn shore

***

No longer do I seek to quell its glance
as drooping lashes spark the two-toned breeze
igniting laughter of the scarlet trees
and suddenly this summer-heart must dance;
kiss sorrow from the lips of circumstance
Heaven designs rare moments such as these
of musty grapes and lumb’ring honey-bees
Mesmerizing grief within its trance
Fall sonnets trickle from the russet vine
in tendrils of a reminiscent croon
as love and loss and longing intertwine,
the scent of dusk scatters the afternoon
How full the umber draught of autumn’s wine
Earth’s pining slumbers ‘neath the harvest moon

© Janet Martin

Monday, May 14, 2012

Mountain-climbing



To reach the top
We are guaranteed
Darling, I know if we keep climbing

To give up or to stop
To release you
It never was my intention

I struggle upward and pray
From vows of my youth
Dangling precariously

While moments slip away
Gripping the truth
I cling tenaciously

So when it comes to us
Love weathers all weather
And when it comes to the heart

When it comes to love
Than to be apart together
I prefer to be together apart

Not compelling resistance
I release the hour
That is the way of love

Without creating distance
Expanding history
Moments push between us

© J~

Hello down here…are you confused? Congratulations! You just read this poem backwards…we are mountain-climbing so we must begin at the bottom(as with all things in life:) and work our way up! I felt like having a little fun:)


Thursday, January 12, 2012

Separations


As the winter rains wash the world
Theirs crumbles
Silence is a long and painful good-bye
In veiled shambles

Soft as a baby's breathing morning wakes
Flicker of hope
But, how does one shatter an invisible cage?
Air is hard to grope

To wish on another, weakness
Is an all-time low
But oh,in a thousand new lows she wishes
He could not say ‘no’

She stares through the window; an unbidden mirror
A wall tear-drenched
'It takes two to protect and maintain walls'
Truth is a fearless wench

Across the room five-hundred channels worth
Of chatter swirls
Thick silence seeks the safety net of noise
As raindrops wash the world


J~

Monday, September 19, 2011

Hidden Master-piece


you dipped your pen into the skies
and stole the tint from midnight eyes
transferring with deft, silent skill
the torment of your poet’s quill
to guarded palettes of the heart
where I, recipient of your art
resign myself to fettered years
as I behold your blue ink tears

time has no swift design on you
you paint the surface of the moon
in un-named shades of misery
while merry-wishers wave in glee
my paper smile is worn and thin
the thought of you as raw-edged tin
but poetry preserves, endears
the permanence of blue ink tears

someday this sea of buried art
like crumpled oceans in my heart
will lie beneath the earth with me
in un-penned vaults of poetry
untainted by mortal’s vile tongue
who dare to paint sapphire with dung
I’ll hold for all eternal years
a masterpiece of blue ink tears

J~

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Waves


You wash over me in torrents of longing
The touch of your fingers is too far away
Waves of emotion sweep over me, darling
Hold me in your arms and take me away

Take me to that place where we’ll be together
Port in a storm on life’s tumultuous sea
I would not even notice the weather
There in your arms with you holding me

Tempests of waiting and wishing and wanting
Rise from the ocean in waves of despair
Darling, the music is distant and haunting
You’re too far away as you sit in that chair

Janet~

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Without Reasons.....



There are people God brings into our lives
And I thank him for the love which He gives
To us; sometimes in the most unexpected ways
I’m glad I do not need a reason to love you today
I am glad He sends arms to hold us with whispers and prayers
Friends to remind us that he or she cares
I’m glad I don’t need a reason to hold your hand
I don’t need all the answers or even to understand
Why God loves me so beautifully every day
I’m glad without reasons, so come what may
I will always love you; bitter-sweet bliss
Darling, that is just the way it is
And I thank Him…..

J~

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Will You Love Me?


You do not need to answer
But I think I need to know
Darling, will you love me
When my hair is white as snow
When the step of keen ambition
Slows to a cane-tuned tap
And my only real temptation
Is a sweet mid-morning nap
When I’ve traded tea and coffee
For a mug of nice warm water
And you wish that I was younger
And I wish the soup was hotter
But the grand-kids keep us laughing
Though we might forget just why
It doesn’t matter; while we’re rocking
Somehow time still seems to fly
While we count out which pills to take
The yellow, white or blue
And talk of how they just don’t make
Things quite like they used to
And if I should talk up a storm
It really will not matter
You’ll simply turn the hearing aid down
And thus turn down the chatter
My dear, you need not answer
But somehow I need to know
Will you love me, darling
When my hair is white as snow…….

Janet~

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Piqued Interest.....


There’s so much about you I still do not know
And I realize like never before
That perhaps this is what keeps me loving you so
And always wanting more…………

J~

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Love's Reasoning.....


I don’t really want you to be
Like the book I’ve read too many times
Losing its allure somewhere
Between the once-loved lines

I love the yellow full moon
But I also love the rain
And knowing you’ll be home soon
Adds sweet pleasure to my pain

We seem to gather pleasures
Each in our own personal ways
Darling, you’re my greatest treasure
Wish that I could touch your face

Some pleasures are preceded by desire
Some come upon us unexpectedly
I will not pause to inquire
Which pleasure you are to me

We cannot begin a new season
Until the old one ends
But let’s love without rhyme or reason
For time waits on no man

I don’t really want you to be
A memory between dusty pages
Darling, love me slowly
Do not rush me through life’s stages

I hope we’re somewhere in the middle
The beginning far behind and the end still far away
All I’m really sure of is I love you a little……
…..a little more than I did yesterday

Janet~

Communication's Frustrations


Why is it that the things I need most to tell you
And the things I really want you to know
I cannot find the proper words for
Or have to ability to show?

Why is it that when you are miles and hours from me
Suddenly the perfect words evolve
In striking, startling clarity
As our divergences dissolve?

Why is it that when we stand face to face
My mind draws a gaping void
As all the perfect words erase
And good intentions are destroyed?

Why is it so easy to do the right thing
When you are too far away
But when you’re standing next to me
I don’t know what to say?

Janet~

Do you ever feel like this?

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Something Tells Me....


Something tells me
You’re not like the rest
Something tells me
I have found the best
Since I have you
I’m not lonely anymore
And I’ve been loved
Like never before

What is it about love?
We all think we have the best
As sure as God’s above
You’re better than the rest
And something tells me
You’re more than just a friend
Something tells me
This is not going to end

I’ve always liked the rain
Now I simply like it more
Let the lonesome wind
Sweep the distant shore
It cannot wash away
The shoreline to the sea
And time can never fade
The love you give to me


Something tells me
You’re not like all the rest
Something tells me
That I have found the best……..

Janet~

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Favorite Love Song.......


You are my favorite love song
Music that never grows old
I have found where I belong
In your arms the world is not cold
Fame and fortune belong to the wind
Soon its quick melodies fade
But here in your arms life is tender and kind
Written in the love we have made

You are my very best love song
Together we are never off key
Let its clear timbre slip off of our tongues
In love’s perfect harmony
For all of the music recorded
And all of the tunes ever played
Can never come close to the most perfect song
Written in the love we have made *

Janet~

*Making love is not a three-letter word.....

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Love's Irony


I’ve noticed some need reasons
For everything they do
Well, I don’t need a reason
My dear, for loving you
But in this I’ve discovered
Love’s sweet irony
Loving you has given
A reason for living to me

I don’t need a good a reason
For most of what I do
But now I have a reason
For everything, it’s true
Oh, I can’t explain it
Love’s sweet irony
But loving you has given
A reason just to be

Love does not need a reason
But oh, how is it then?
Love is the utmost reason
For the agonies of men
I don’t need a reason
Oh, sweetest irony
To love you without reason
Is reason enough for me

Janet~

Friday, February 18, 2011

Too Far Away....


I wish that I’d be gifted
With the perfect words to say
I wish that I could touch you
You’re too far away
I wish that I could take back
The things that I regret
But, it seems I cannot
Nor can I walk ahead
I simply have this moment
I hold within my grip
In it I make my choices
Before they softly slip
Into the dim-lit shadows
Of silent retrospect
I hear their distant echoes
As I pause to reflect……..

Oh, I wish that I’d be gifted
With the perfect words to say
I wish that I could touch you
You’re too far away………..

Janet~

Monday, February 7, 2011

Wishing-wells...........


Years earlier it was I
Sitting on a blankets of dreams
Beneath a patterned sky
Whilst on the horizon gleams
The better day, the better day
Envisioned clarity
Beyond my present structured way
Its perfect form I see

Years earlier it was I
Gazing beyond the stars
Dreaming of when I would fly
Beyond my prison bars
Content in my discontent
Dreaming without a care
Before shadows of faded intent
Stretched to an empty chair

Years earlier it was I
Pressing against my skin
The silent wanderers cry
The invisible next of kin
Waiting to be embraced
Beyond the tall brown hedge
Where proper girls were raised
And starving dreams were fed

Years earlier it was I
Tossing pennies in the well
Where dreams were butterflies
And hope a blooming shell
No dead husks at her feet
Or tangled, brown tree roots
To line a silent street
Crowned with chimney flutes

I watch; she stands and stares
Through the frosty glass
I envision her unanswered prayers
In child-hood envy pass
She did not know I heard it
That restless little sigh
Yes, I know all about it
Years earlier it was I

Janet~

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Love Me.....


Tell me what you’re thinking
I can see a shadow in your eye
Darling, show me what you’re feeling
I know; love’s a hard-won fight
Take me in your arms, dear
This old world’s a sullen place
And I feel so much better
As I look into your face

And love me, darling love me
Not the way you used to do
For as sure as God’s above me
I know our love is true
And the way you used to love me
Is a tiny stepping-stone
To the Rock within the tempest
And the love within the storm

Tell me of the silent sorrow
Flickering in your blue gaze
Darling, won’t you hold me closer
Warm me in love’s tender blaze
I can hear the cold wind weeping
And the wolves are at the door
Hide me in love’s humble keeping
As life’s breakers pound the shore

And love me, darling, love me
In your arms I will not fear
I’m not asking for an ocean
Just the love behind your tear
I feel so much stronger
When I’m holding to your hand
Two as one become a fortress
As life’s torrents sweep the sand

…..and love me, darling, love me
As the bitter fight we brave
Though winds may rage above me
It can’t reach beneath the wave
As life’s billows rise around us
Hold me close within its gale
For a miracle has found us
And I know love will not fail

Janet~