Successes...

Somehow, oh my darling, at this time of day
You don’t seem to be quite so far away

Dusk throws its shadow across lawn and street
Slowing the scamper of running, bare feet

This is the sultry song of the sky
Wrapping my soul in the blue of July

The wind in the tree-top croons its melody
A rendition of tormented waves on a sea...

You toss your whispers into the still air
I feel your finger-tip almost brush my hair

Your sigh is tender; I seize its caress
Heart-break has rendered a breath-taking success

J~

Another Song...

….but then another song
Rolls in torrents 'cross my mind
As I feel your words surround me
In the moaning of the wind
And I hear your trembling murmur
'What must be will surely be'...
As a song besides the summer
Tears your whisper far from me...



J~

A Ballad of You

The music of life is a wonderful song
Sung by the moments that ease us along
I caught an eighth-note when you looked at me
With eyes as blue as the deep rolling sea
And the lilt in your voice and the warmth in your smile
Is a beautiful ballad in life’s lonesome mile

Sweep me into your arms, oh my dear
There’s a song in the stars, and the morning is near
Here in the timbre of midnight’s dark sky
Trembles a love song as soft as your sigh
Warm as the summer, yet wild as the breeze
Strumming the grasses and tossing the trees

The music of life is a rare melody
Oh, how I love when you sing it with me
A ballad of whispers and wild winds and lips
As fleeting as the moment on our fingertips
Written in sonnets of laughter and tears
A love song of wishes and memories and years

Come, oh my darling, may I have this dance?
I love how you hold me in your dulcet glance
As we move to the music of love’s symphony
The night falls around us in rich harmony
Come oh my darling, what more can I say
It takes more than hurt’s ocean to keep you away

Janet~

All is Well

He wraps me in translucent arms
When life is cruel and crass
And vices of a thousand charms
Have shed their tears of brass

The emerald of a summer hill
The sweep of azure sky
The moon at night when all is still
His tender lullaby

I touch with pure abandon
The blooms along the lane
A perfect hapless garden
Of wild-flowers in the rain

And should the far horizon
Grow dim beneath life’s hurt
I’ll walk earth’s summer garden
And bathe within its dirt

The blur of life's unkinder truths
Fade just a little then
We all must tread upon this earth
The numbered days of men

He wraps me in the tender charms
Of summer’s verdant dell
And cradles me within His arms…
He whispers, all is well

Janet~

Wherever I May Go...

I have a sacred charge to keep
Within this world below
To take the name of Christ my Lord
Wherever I may go

He does not ask for me to prove
My love by some grand show
But just to take the name of God
Wherever I may go

No matter how life’s road may twist
Or where time’s streams may flow
His name is hope and righteousness
Wherever I may go

There is no one who will escape
The One who loves us so
Oh my God, anoint my lips
Wherever I may go

We pass across a temporal stage
With feeble wants and woe
He sustains us every day
Wherever we may go

I have a sacred charge to keep
But oh, what peace to know
That God above is watching me
Wherever I may go...

Janet~

A Greater Hope

This earth in all its wantonness
Its sorrow and decay
And all its weeping brokenness
So soon will pass away

The hope I glean from joyless fields
I find when I look up
And to its Keeper I appeal
To fill my empty cup

The merits gained by this world’s laud
Are trite and quickly fade
Eternal are the Words of God
And His foundation laid

This earth with all its boast and claim
Is but a fickle shell
We hope…but in a higher Name
The God of Heaven…and Hell

Janet

Psalm 16


You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Ps. 16:11

Paradox

There is nothing as weightless as a heart in love
soaring through the air; free as a dove

...and yet I have staggered to carry each part…
there is nothing as heavy as a broken heart

J~

The Unraveling...

The unraveling of him
Will take years...
From her.
A labor of
Love, tears
Sorrow…
The undoing of who she was
To become who she will be…
His memory.
How does one tear threads
from a heart?
Or unravel a sigh…
woven through her inner-most part
Can one unravel the sky
or oceans traversed?
Is healing a rehearsed
Pretending
Or a forced ending?
Can one unravel the color blue…
…or a lifetime of yesterdays
…and you…?
Too many moments…
Too many tears
Too many memories...
It will take years…
…from her…

J~

Inspired by The Sea Captain’s Wife…(Beth Powning)...