Thursday, March 10, 2011

Teardrop......


Beneath the tattered remnants
Of a ragged half-moon sky
I hear it like a love-song
And it makes me want to cry
As moments trickle swiftly
Through my empty, out-stretched grip
I cannot hold them near me
One by one they softly slip
Into a phantom ocean
History’s vast and unclaimed sea
Yet its depth is but a teardrop
When contemplating eternity

Janet~

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~

Time's Demands......


Hours step forward
Demanding my attention
Quiet bullies
Tearing me from you
Without a touch
It’s just the way it is…….

J~

Mostly....


Mostly I feel you in the blanket of mist
As it hangs in a moody shroud
Over the fields where once we kissed
Beneath a moon-brushed cloud

Mostly I feel you where raindrops weep
As they glide ‘cross the windowpane
Where aching memories will not sleep
And in them I touch you again

Mostly I feel you where shadows lay
Like etchings on the grass
Before the flowers fell away
In frozen streams of glass

Mostly I feel you in the sigh
Of soft twilight’s deepening hush
Where dark still-life pastures lie
Beneath the artist’s muted brush

Mostly I feel you deep-within
Like a trembling melody
Seeping into everything
For somehow you are part of me

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?

Unspoken.....


Do you hear it?
In the trembling of light-touched trees
As the eager fingers of dawn
Play on the rushing breeze
Or in the moody quietness of dusk
As shadows slip across the day
And another day folds behind us
In forty shades of gray
Do you hear it?
As you pause for a little while
And contemplate life and love
With the hint of heavens smile
Gleaming on ribbed-cloud up above
And need becomes more dominant
Than longing or desire
Do you hear it softly moaning
In a wind-tossed pine-tree spire?
Do you hear the things I want to whisper
But somehow I cannot say?
As life’s moments wrap around us
And today becomes yesterday
While time’s translucent power
Keeps the doorway tightly barred
In the ticking of the hours…..
…….darling, do you hear my heart?

Janet~

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Birthday Wish




Oh my dear, how could we know
Just how fast ten years would go?
We could never dream the joy
God places in each girl or boy
But as He reaches from above
We glimpse a shadow of His love
My dear, I pray that God will bless
The year ahead with happiness

Janet~

Happy 10th Birthday, Victoria

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Invisible You......



You breathe into me
Like the warmth of a flame
And all that it takes
Is the sound of your name

You seep into me
Like the dawn of a day
Or the glow of the sun
On a warm spring day

You flicker in me
With a sigh and a tear
I could not live
Without you, my dear

Janet~

Vitality......


The work-out
Or devotions
Which will it be?
I know they are both
So good for me
Why does it seem so easy then
To choose to do anything
Else…..
When both are so vital
To emotional health?
We trim nails
Read novels, listen to music
Eat and sleep
We loaf in front of the TV
We dust and sweep
We tidy up
Or make a mess
There are a-thousand things
We could choose I guess
To give in to idle temptation
And the misery of procrastination

Janet~

Let’s face it…..
Sometimes we don’t feel like doing either…..
Devotions
Or work-outs!
But if we choose to take the time and energy for both
WE FEEL SO MUCH BETTER!!!!!
Spiritual health and physical health
Impact immensely our emotional health.
Why is it so hard to choose what is good for us
And settle for a lesser attraction instead….
….or endless duty….
After we spend time in God’s Word,
After physical exercise we feel so much better!
We were made that way….
Needy.
And isn’t it ironic
For the physical we could use a ton of different equipment
To condition us but
For the spiritual we need one thing only….God’s Word!
A little bit is always better than nothing
In either field
If we begin with a little bit
Chances are we will desire more….
A little goes a long way!

Roll on, Raging River


Nothing stays the same forever
Time is but a flowing stream
Roll on, roll on raging river
You can never steal my dream
No, you can never steal my dream

Which way the road will dip or bend
No one ever really knows
But darling, if you are my friend
It won’t matter where it goes
No, it won’t matter where it goes

There must always be dreamers
With star-dust in their eyes
This world is full of schemers
Ready with their tainted lies
Ready with their tainted lies

But they cannot steal our dream, love
Though time is a ruthless thief
It cannot steal the stars gleam above
Or the heart of true belief
Or the heart of true belief

Nothing stays the same forever
If it did love could not grow
Roll on, roll on, raging river
Love is not lost in your flow
No, love is not lost in your flow

Janet~