Thursday, June 2, 2011

Whole New World


Summer dusk gathers the remnant of day
Into her dark blue eyes
Night begins where the fading away
Of a sunset softly dies

The breezes shearing the dew-darkened lane
Arouses an earthy passion
Mingling with the scent of an afternoon rain
And dampened apple blossom

The hollow place just beneath the hill
Is obscured by slumbering air
Where unkempt gardens wildly spill
Like children with no care

She draws her knees up to her chin
Looks to the skies above
Inhaling the serenity and drinking it in
Like the evidence of love

Janet~

Lilacs


Sprouting from the palm of trouble and dirt
Beneath the sun and the rain
Softening the edges of pleasure and hurt
Breathing on laughter and pain
The lilacs are blooming again

Knurled and scraggly, its humble limb
Weathers the century
Stoically enduring the passage of time
For a moment of vernal glee
Bathed in a purple sea

Boldly, flaunting her fragrant gown
Her beauty is lavish and wild
Spilling the froth of her scented crown
To remind you of when you were a child
And the very same lilac tree smiled

Janet~

Lilacs

Sprouting from the palm of trouble and dirt
Beneath the sun and the rain
Softening the edges of pleasure and hurt
Breathing on laughter and pain
The lilacs are blooming again

Knurled and scraggly, its humble limb
Weathers the century
Stoically enduring the passage of time
For a moment of vernal glee
Bathed in a purple sea

Boldly, flaunting her fragrant gown
Her beauty is lavish and wild
Spilling the froth of her scented crown
To remind you of when you were a child
And the very same lilac tree smiled

Janet~

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Suddenly, in an Afternoon

There are no singular moments
I cannot isolate one from the rest
Tucking it away; to save until tomorrow
Nor can I preserve them; though with ink I might try
Life is the master of re-arranging
Moments; folding them, one over another
Until they become days and years
And suddenly here I am in an afternoon in June
Where the wind drops in a sudden lull
And my heart is achingly full
Of the memory of moments
… With you

J~

That's the Thing about Love


I know, feelings are just feelings
They come; they go
But some days feelings move me
And darling, you seem to know
How to reach deep down inside me
And make those feelings flow

You are a soft rain at midnight
You are the sun on the sea
You are a fair-weather morning
And a prayer inside of me
You are a perfect love song
Playing so tenderly

Yes, feelings are just feelings
Some days I don’t get them right
But then a memory comes stealing
To that place so deep inside
Where you touch me without touching
And I cannot put up a fight

You are a wild storm raging
You are the ache in my tear
You are the wound that is bleeding
Where love and longing sear
Oh, you are more than a feeling
So much more, my dear

You are a vortex of desire
A sweet, silent torment
You are a slow-burning fire
Keeping me warm; content
You are much more than a feeling
You are heaven-sent

J~

Offering

It is all I can give you
Do with them what you may
You may choose to believe me
Or brush them away

Stuff can be appealing
But it is still simply ‘stuff’
It does not relate to feeling
Longing or love

Words are the only thing
I can offer to you
Words like ‘oh darling
I love you’

Janet~

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Bidding May Adieu


On another day it will not be May
As all the apple-blossoms fling
Their gowns and tulips fade away
To deck the grass of yesterday
And spring

On another day it will not be May
And the clouds which snuff the moon
Keeping it dark tonight
Will be lazy and summer white
In June

On another day it will not be May
As we embrace this new-comer
And kiss her pretty face because
Midst fair-flowered applause
Comes summer

Janet~

I love June!

Earthly


On this earth we are not created for defeat
Though we may feel its breath upon our back
Or long to fall into the step of cowardly retreat
Because of faith or confidence we lack
God will keep our feet upon His track

On this earth the sting of disappoint must be borne
Our goals and victories oft re-aligned
We will be the victim of the scoffer’s cruel scorn
But we are held by Arms faithful and kind
And He will give us perfect peace of mind

On this earth its love and loss will cause our hearts to bleed
And we will never fully understand
The way of He who promises to fill our truest need
But all we need to do is hold His hand
And He will lead us to His Promised Land

Janet~