The End...

We stood there and watched you drive away
Beneath April's branches, weeping and gray
In the silence that followed all we could do was look
To the spot where we heard it; the closing of a book

Janet~

Jane,
I never told you about those moments
As we watched you disappear
Each of us quiet; lost in our own version
Of thoughts, prayers, memories and tears

p.s.
Jane, if you click on the picture you'll see it better.
Doesn't Victoria's little wave say it all?

The Treasure of You

On some days the missing of you
Quivers in shadows against the blue air
A toss-up between a smile and a sigh
Caught up in whispers I form in a prayer

On some days the missing of you
Is like a punch in the stomach, stealing my breath
Yet there is nothing that I can do
But let my thoughts wander the premise of the earth

On some days I collect love’s little pieces
And cling to them desperately
Convinced that if I release them
You would slip too far from me

But Time is a subtle surgeon and unwillingly
Though I fight back with memories and tears
I see it carving pieces of you from me
With the passage of days and months and years

On some days when the missing of you
Rolls over me like a wave on the sea
I let it all go in a deluge of tears
And savor the treasure life gave you and me

Janet

Yes Jane,
It is now months, but it feels like years!
Love and prayers:)

Man Born of Woman...

*‘Man born of a woman
Is of trouble and few days
They spring up like the flowers
And soon wither away
Do we fix our eye on them?’
Creatures of demand
The only wisdom they attain
Comes from a Higher Hand

Can man born of a sinful seed
Accomplish any good?
Can he alone provide a need
Without the help of God?
Is wisdom gleaned by things of earth
Not doomed to die with men?
Is there aught of eternal worth
To fix our hope upon?

Praise to man extolled by man
Soon sleeps beneath the dust
What good is good on this brief span
Without a God to trust?
Man can’t exhume from this earth’s grave
And bring to life again
Of tears and turmoil we are slave
Without God, all is vain

There is a sure foundation laid
On which a man may rest
Though man’s life is but of few days
We may taste its best
There is an eternal truth
On which feet will not stumble
Fit for aged men or youth
And hearts, tempered and humble

There is a love that spans beyond
This little gasp of Time
It proved itself upon a cross
Its grace sustains our climb
*‘Man born of a woman
Is of trouble and few days
They spring up like the flowers
And soon wither away…

Janet~
*‘Man born of a woman
Is of trouble and few days
They spring up like flowers
And soon wither away...Job 14:1

I love the book of Job.
It vividly portrays man's dependency on One
higher than men...




13 Blessed are those who find wisdom,
those who gain understanding,
14 for she is more profitable than silver
and yields better returns than gold.
15 She is more precious than rubies;
nothing you desire can compare with her.
16 Long life is in her right hand;
in her left hand are riches and honor.
17 Her ways are pleasant ways,
and all her paths are peace.
18 She is a tree of life to those who take hold of her;
those who hold her fast will be blessed. Proverbs 3:13-18

Modern Ethics

Dog tags, divorce
It don’t matter
Just sign on the dotted line
We can even
Kill your baby
Tomorrow you will feel just fine
We are here
Aiming to please you
Raise a world of softened fools
There’s no A’s and B’s
To grade you
No hurt feelings at our schools
Eat and drink
Come on, be merry
Soothe your cravings and your lust
Life’s a sundae
With two cherries
We will weaken you with trust
Never test the
Lies we’re telling
Open mouth and swallow once
Never check the
Goods we’re selling
Here today, tomorrow gone
It’s a sure and sad
Delusion
Raising children with no Guide
Right and wrong
Taught without reason
No moral compass to preside
Feed your dog
And starve the orphans
Never give an absolute
God or no god
What’s the difference?
There is nothing bad or good
Dog tags, divorce
It don’t matter
Just sign on the dotted line
No, we ain't
Here to judge you
Tomorrow you will feel just fine…fine…fine

Janet~

Love Lessons

You taught me to laugh, you taught me to dance
And how to find joy in life’s dirt
You taught me to love ‘neath the touch of your glance
And oh, how you taught me to hurt

How could I know with a simple hello
What a great teacher you’d be?
You taught me to hold on and how to let go
Of torment and ecstasy

You taught me to live in the moment I’m in
And yes, even how to flirt
But darling, I’d do it all over again
For the way you have taught me to hurt


J~

July Returns

Beneath the waving banner
Of the True North’s glorious flag
With days and minutes marching
Over plain and rocky crag
Amidst the glare of fireworks
And patriotic tune
Once again July returns
Upon the heels of June

Was it not just a dance ago
We sang with joy and pride?
Where do the months and seasons flow?
How can we stem the tide?
And now midst celebrations cheer
A little teardrop burns
For it comes quicker every year
…again, July returns

I see Time etched within the smiles
Of those I dearly love
Passing by in fleeting styles
From windows up above
It does no good to dwell upon
The things for which we yearn
July is here and swiftly gone
Simply to return

Janet~

Veil

If we could pull aside the veil
That bars us from the vast unknown
If we could stand and gaze a while
At everything that is not shown
If Time revealed its highs and lows
And when or where Death’s shadows lay
We would trample every rose
And beg for Death to come today

Though Joy its tender bliss would share
And spread her carpet on the ground
We would see the hour where
Her Beauty is nowhere around
And we would miss her tender force
Quickly forget the smile she shared
As we look to the darkened horse
Where Death sits with its talons bared

The sun could shine with gentle eye
And sweep the garden with delight
Yet all that we would see is sky
Reaching for the dark of night
And if we saw beyond the veil
Where Judgment casts its final sword
We would tremble, weep and wail
And surely call upon the Lord

Janet~

Impasse

There is nothing left to say
Though silence pleads and taunts
Heavy, in its folds of gray
And deep un-uttered wants

We know what the other needs
Walls expand and rise
While the moaning silence bleeds
From dull and down-cast eyes

A wall has never just one side
To shut somebody out
We will lock ourselves within
Of this there is no doubt

Silence hangs with empty stare
Its deadened teardrops glisten
Many words once filled the air
But we just did not listen

There is nothing left to say
We think we’ve said it all
The silence rises, cold and gray
And weeps against the wall


Janet~

Once Upon a Summer's Day

Once upon a summer's day
The warm glance of July
Drew the breath of June away
Into the clear blue sky
And all that there is left to say
Is good-bye…and good-bye

Until next year my heart must pine
For your sweet touch once more
For there is none as fair as thine
To brush the wooded shore
Than June, a kiss of joy sublime
On summer’s verdant floor

Once upon the bird and bloom
And crooning of a breeze
Amidst the blossom-scented tune
And drone of honey bees
I must bid farewell to June
With quiet agonies

The laughter of its rushing brook
The eagerness of dawn
The verdure of a fresh-clad nook
The emerald of the lawn
Have their lusty sheen forsook
With June, for it is gone

Janet~

Whispering

I am not yours nor are you mine
We cannot own love
Though I see it when I look at you; it shines
In your eyes like starlight from above

Love like ours is rare and set apart
From the plebeian masses
Your whisper threads my heart of hearts
Every common medium it surpasses

But I do not own you or you me
Love is neither master nor a slave
Though I would share with you quite willingly
The very best of anything I have

J~

Look Up

On the shoulder of the day
Our wants and wishes lie
What will take the hurt away
Or quell our restless sigh?

Battles, storms and floods of woe
Are caught in raging streams
Holding on and letting go
Of hopes and silent dreams

Who will soften life’s harsh blows?
Or fill our empty cup?
Is there anyone who knows?
Oh yes there is; look up

Janet~