Broken Resolve

I wasn’t going to
I really wasn’t going to
Write anything tonight
But what you said
Stuck in my head
And I couldn’t forget it quite
Nor could I resist…
Oh, what if I missed
One grand opportunity
To tell you again
With paper and pen
How much you mean to me
Yes, I know my voice
Is not my first choice
And I know it drives you mad
When I don’t simply shout
But instead, spell it out
Then again, my dear aren’t you glad?
For with ink and pen
Again and again
You can read it like a love letter
And at the end of the day
Oh wouldn’t you say
That is a whole lot better?

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Golden Thread

Seems like there’s a piece of you
In every little thing I do
Like a tender golden thread
Woven where my footprints tread
In the memory of your sigh
In the twinkle of your eye
In the aqua-velva blue
I can sense a piece of you….

I can hear the soft wind moan
But I do not feel alone
As I turn to look, instead
For a wisp of golden thread
Where forgotten shadows lie
Lingering whispers in the sky
Through its dim and misty hue
I can sense a piece of you

Like a pleasant melody
Drifting on an endless sea
I can hear our favorite tune
Hummed by waves and stars and moon
How I love the joy they shed
Like a tender, golden thread
We are never far apart
Golden thread within my heart

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Best of All

Let us wrap our love around us like a blanket
Within its warmth the two of us stay dry
Keeping out the rain and driving tempest
Until the raging torrent passes by
Life with constant change flows all around us
But there’s one change that I will never fear
The strongest ties in life have gently bound us
And keep on growing stronger every year
For love is not an hour or a season
Its passion and its joy is not contained
It does not follow any rhyme or reason
And my love for you can’t be explained
But I just know I feel a whole lot better
When we are wrapped within its heavenly shawl
It warms me like a poem or love-letter
And I love that feeling best of all

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Commiseration......

Even the man in the moon sheds a tear
And even the starlight sighs
When I start wishing that you were here
I know that the night wind cries
For lonesome is merely a state of mind
It cannot tear you apart
Like the anguish and sorrow left behind
In the depths of a broken heart

Even the man in the moon sheds a tear
The stars know nothing of love
But they listen as I talk to them, my dear
In silent sympathy from above






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Tethered....

Tethered…. it seems I am some days

To the land of toil and duty

When in my dreams I would fly away

Through the mist and rainbows and beauty

Where rolling blue hills are not fantasy

And the heart of this girl were wild and free

But I am a servant of soil and dust

And cannot succumb to my wanderlust…..

Tethered….. it seems I am to demands

That some day shall slumber as I

What good is the labor of these two hands?

Will I simply work then die?

Nay, I say nay, may it never be

For who will live my dreams for me?

Or fly on its fair translucent wing

Will it die in the field like a wasted thing?

Tethered….. Perhaps if I let myself be

I would become a sad slave

But what good is work? It is vanity

As it rests with me in my grave

If there’s nothing new under the sun

And all that I do has already been done

Then pray oh tell me, tell me why

Can I not spread my wings and fly?

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Chance of a Lifetime

I pause with my foot on the threshold

For I have been given the chance

To return to the very beginning

Where love was a lingering glance

But if I should choose to step over

Then I can never return

To the step on which now I hover

No matter how deeply I yearn

Here is a chance of a lifetime

To fix all my ‘should have done’s’

I can go to the beginning

And live out the lessons I’ve learned

Then why do I doubtfully ponder

A decision so easy to make?

Could it be that I sadly wonder

If I’d simply repeat each mistake?

I pause with my foot on the threshold

For now I know what I will do

I’ll simply go on as usual

We’ve come so far, me and you

We’ve learned about things like forgiveness

How love will endure if we bend

And I’d like to think we have learned, dear

How to be true til the end

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This Is The Season......

When the night calmly falls as it did tonight
In a gradual fading of amber-gold light
I hear a whisper of warmth from above
Ah, this is the season of summer and love

Here in the hush of a tender deep-blue
When the west sky-line blush dons night’s darker hue
Here I am happy and sweetly content
In the season of summer and love’s misty scent

Softly and silently stars re-appear
Drawing the borders of heaven so near
While peace like a banner descends from above
Ah, this is the season of summer and love

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It is officially SUMMER!!!!

WHOOPEE!!!!

Don't hold It Against Me....

Don’t hold it against me
Those things I should tell you
But somehow I never do
It seems that my memory
Remembers to tell me
Too late what I should have told you
And it is quite frustrating
When I’m contemplating
What is the correct thing to say
I think of the right words
But it really does no good
For by then you are miles away
So don’t hold it against me
When you frown at my silence
I’m better with paper and pen
If you give me an hour
I’ll write you a poem
I may think of the right words then

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Janet Martin