If I Had Known...#1

My apologies to you
If I had known that you would come
Then I would have changed my plans
To make sure that I was home

I would have put the coffee on
Tidied up and swept the floor
You would not even need to knock
For I’d be waiting at the door

Then we would talk all afternoon
Beneath the old red-maple tree
Time would disappear too soon
If you came to visit me

My apologies to you
If I had known that you would come
I would have gladly changed my plans
And rushed to put the coffee on...:)

Janet~

Thank-you to all of you who drop by here
To visit…I appreciate each and every one of you.
Please have a coffee on me:)
God bless.

While Having My Morning Coffee...

Darkness creeps languorously away from the dawn
A soft breeze wanders across the lawn
Possibilities breathe upon the air
Drawing from me, a wordless prayer

Daylight wavers on the landscapes brink
In trembling quivers of coral and pink
Somewhere past this line of view
Is another world full of people…and you

Feathered throat and green-laden tree
Merge in a rushing symphony
Arousing in me an intangible Presence
Of Power and Hope and wistful essence

Coffee is simply a minor detail
As I behold dawn’s miracle
Sheening the meadow and fading the mist
As earth’s drowsy eye-lids are heaven-kissed

Janet~



Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him.” Lam.3:22-24

Yesterday's Tomorrow

The shrill beeping of the alarm clock

Tears a merciless slash

Through thickened folds of slumber

As strong wills suddenly clash

Somewhere across days worth of miles

Others are rising too

Some with groans, some with smiles

Setting the coffee to brew

I realize, with a tug of sorrow

As I gaze at dawns awesome display

How swiftly yesterday's tomorrow

Becomes today

We stand where we have never stood before

Or ever will again

On the brink of today; I open the door

God’s love comes pouring in

Janet~

Then.....

If I had met you then
In the subway,
Or on a train
Or a wind-tossed hill in Spain
If I had met you
By sweet chance
And we had shared
A slow soft dance
Or dreams or coffee
Or a second glance
Then perhaps I would be
A whisper in
A shadow cast
A little flicker
In your past
The address in a pocket
Of a coat, not worn in years
The picture in a rusty locket
Or in sentimental tears
I would simply be
A faded memory
Someone you wish
You could see again
If I had met you
Way back then

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Janet Martin

Maxwell and I

He wakes me up each morning

Much to my delight

He knows exactly what I need

And how to do it right

I’m a little sleepy

Until I feel his touch

His warmth flows into, through me

I love him oh, so much

Maxwell, you’re a darling

I keep you in a can

And see you every morning

To kiss your face of tan

Your deep and robust passion

Stirs me to the core

And I know that I cannot

Live without you anymore

You don’t have to worry

No one can take your place

I sip you and inhale you

With a smile upon my face

Maxwell, you’re a darling

I love your coat of blue

And in the early morning

No one else will do

Maxwell, you’re a keeper

Perfection in a can

I wonder what would happen

IF YOU WERE A MAN

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Janet Martin

Second Cup of Coffee

I love those special mornings when we need a second cup
Because you and I decided that we would stay up
Long after the clock had struck one a.m.
And the world lay dormant beneath heaven’s hem
As you and I strolled on the earth’s silver grasses
Immune to each ticking minute that passes
While heaven dipped low in delicate bliss
With iridescent glow of dawn’s tender kiss
We watched as the coral sun came up
And smiled as we reached for the second cup

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Janet Martin