Monday, July 25, 2011

Opportunity


Yesterday’s passion recedes into the mist
Tomorrow’s temptation is not hard to resist
Its failure or fortune lies far, far away
All that we hold in our hands is…today

Why do we fret or dare even to borrow
The care not yet seen in some phantom tomorrow
Why do we pine for past’s down-trodden fray?
While here in our palm lies the gift of today

Opportunity waits, not in vaults of the past
Nor in a day that has not yet been cast
Yet, we need not wait for it to begin…
Opportunity lives in the moment we’re in



Janet~

Sunday, July 24, 2011

The Woman


At night
Lying in bed
Cradled in the womb of darkness
She tells herself
‘I am a woman’...
But if someone told her
‘No, you are a girl’
She would believe it…
For a moment
Before her senses
Honed by womanhood
Keenly remind her
In flesh and blood
Of the aching inside
And the relentless tide
Where time’s river flows
Through her heart
Tearing apart
The girl from the woman
And the light of a dream
From her eye…

J~

Never Alone...


Alone
In the still of the morning air
The thought of you
Brushes my heart
In the cadence of a prayer

Alone
But for a lingering thought or two
Touching my soul
Like sun etching a leaf
I out-line the memory of you

Alone
Oh bliss that will never be
It seems the thought
Of you remains
To keep me company…

J~

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Straggler...


I left you standing at the end of the street
Told you why you could not come
But in every room it is you that I meet
Somehow you followed me home

I didn’t know I would see you again
Why is it wherever I roam
I seem to hear you laugh in the rain
Oh, somehow you followed me home

…with my morning coffee, when I go to sleep
Tell me where do you come from?
I feel the warmth of your skin on my cheek
Oh, somehow you followed me home

…somehow my heart was not in our good-bye
Somehow you don’t leave me alone
I cannot tell you the when or the why
But somehow you followed me home

J~

Friday, July 22, 2011

Now I Lay Me...

Now I lay me down in the arms of a prayer
Touching a compassionate hand
I place my sorrows into His care
With the things I do not understand

Now I lay me down in the light of His love
No matter where life’s path may go
He never leaves His throne up above
Or loses sight of me here below

Now I lay me down, on a mountain of dirt
And the anguish that living may bring
He whispers softly, oh be not afraid…
…as I sleep in the arms of a King

J~

Misguided...


She wasn't looking for greatness
Greatness is pointless and vain
She was simply looking to recover
Misguided steps in the rain...

She wasn't looking for anything
That she regarded as loss
In the end she realized she was looking
For a bridge she could never cross...

J~

Slow Dance in the Rain


The rain plays its own rhythm of music tonight
Teasing the darkness with fingers of light
Here ‘neath the canopy of teardrops and sighs
I see the simple truth caught in your eyes
Heartache is tearing a sea from the skies

I slip my fingers through the blue of the air
Midnight and memories are a ruthless pair
The kiss of you lingers in its darkened refrain
A sonnet of longing in every strain
Heartache is dancing alone in the rain

Rain-thickened heartbeat and tear-stricken sigh
Loneliness bleeding from heaven’s dark eye
Holding me closer in a dear memory
Of laughter and whispers and you here with me
Heartache is the music of what used to be

J~

In Common...


I’ve noticed we have something in common
I’ve noticed the language of missing you…
…and heart-break is universal
Spoken in one dialect…
Tears.

Deep breath,
Long sigh
The cradling of a thought
The sound of good-by
Are all expressed
By the tear in our eye…

J~