Recollections

Later, as I try to recall this night
Well, I very easily might
Forget how the air was ripe with pain
And heavy with the fragrance of impending rain
Or the thoughts we longed to tell and re-tell
Where two lone dark shadows fell
Or how the half-moon hung high in the sky
Too far away to hear you and I
I might forget how the breezes died
To honor the silence before we cried
But I will never forget the blue of your eye
Or the way your voice broke, when you whispered…good-bye

J~

On Porches...

On porches we wait…
For school buses
Or daddies
To come home from work
We wait for moms to pick up children,
Before heading home to start supper
And sometimes we wait for love
On porches we wait...
For the sun to set
Or to watch it rise
We wait for children
Or for a ride
Or for dreams
To materialize
On porches we wait…
With loved ones
Or books
We wait
With coffee
Or tea
With guitars, harmonicas
A pipe
Or memories
We watch the rain fall
On porches we wait…
On steps
On a bench
Or a chair
We wait
While breezes run
Their fingers through our hair
And thoughts paint each stair
On porches we grow old
In the cool night air

Janet~

Resignation

I resign myself to moments
When you are too far away
As the hills on the horizon
Wane from blue to moody gray

I resign myself to memories
Bittersweet to touch
But oh, I hold them close to me
I love them very much

I resign myself to echoes
Of your laughter in my ears
I resign myself to loving
In a language breathed in tears

I resign myself to missing you
When time and miles impart
Intangible restrictions
Twixt your whispers and my heart

J~

Where True Love Shines...

I’ve heard love declared in words
Garnished with a smile
But I have seen it walk its talk
In a second mile

True love has nothing to hide
It needs no pomp or style
And it will always prove itself
In the second mile

Love is not a fancy hat
That we may wear awhile
Love does not need to be asked
To walk the second mile

There is no facade in love
No pretense in its smile
And I have felt its purest touch
In a second mile

Janet~

Synopsis

The tempest sweeps the whitewashed sand
The dawning sweeps the sea
The springtime sweeps a dormant land
With emerald chivalry
You sweep me off my feet, darling
When you look at me

The rose will bloom one season, dear
And youth few seasons more
Time is nothing more than years
That washes earth’s small shore
We face each day with faith or fear
As we stand at its door

The tempest rises but to fall
The sun shines but to set
Too soon the fields of greener shawl
Are planted with the dead
We too must heed a Higher Call
And bow the stubborn head

We are but legends in our mind
The only strands of worth
Are not in things we leave behind
To clutter God’s green earth
Things pass as surely as the wind
Or fleeting hour of mirth

The tempest rises but to rest
Within the quiet deep
The sunlight gathers in the west
Time’s shadows quickly creep
Eternity waits in each breath
The soul will never sleep


Janet~

~But by the grace of God go I...

Self-discipline

I must space each little sigh
Lest it becomes a drawn-out cry
The hinting of perpetual tears
Weeping far across the years

I must quell the sudden urge
Restrain the unabashed surge
To drown within a silent thought
Bleeding from the wound it wrought

I must resist the solitude
Of darkened oceans, vast, subdued
And I must space each little sigh
In unspoken soliloquy

J~

Tread Softly on this Summer Day

Tread softly on this summer day
Yet boldly seize the hour
Before it slips its while away
Beneath the bended flower

The breezes fuse the morning light
Birds join with ardent trilling
Whilst shadows creep into the night
And dawn its dream is spilling

The melody of want and will
Within my heartbeat wakens
The tangent shrines of living fill
The moments still un-taken

The Hand that draws this summer morn
And stirs the slumbering dust
Knows the hour we are born
And in what gods we trust

Within my empty out-stretched palm
I sense the tug of duty
Though it may seem a cheerless crown
I see its humble beauty

Tread softly on this summer day
For soon its verdant hour
Will weep its minions in decay
Beneath Time’s bended flower

Janet~

No Such Thing

There's no such thing as too much love
Too many kisses, hugs or prayers
and it is impossible to have
One too many teddy-bears

Janet


Mom; Victoria, we NEED to get rid of some teddy-bears!
There are just too many!
Victoria: Mom, there's no such thing as too many teddy bears.


(Tonight she was complaining that it's too hot to sleep.
When I came up too see if this was true
I found her....covered in teddy bears:)

July Quiet

The sliver of a moon dangles from the sky
The quiver of dusk deepens in its eye
The soft caress of a sultry breeze
Teases the dress of the willow trees

The edge of the world falls into the palm
Of darkness unfurled in a moody calm
Gallant the dreams of noon-day’s lust
Sleeping in streams of dew and dust

Weary the wind lying mellow and still
But never the mind; roaming at free will
It is not released from its deepest muse
Quietly thought claims its just dues

The night can never be truly dark
It cannot relinquish its final spark
Flickers of wondering in charcoal and blue
Whispers of loving and longing and you

A silent tempest sweeps the low mist
Desire and day-dreams glow, half-kissed
The sliver of a moon dangles from the sky
It is a quiet night in July…



J~

Miles From Me

You’re miles from me
But I can feel you
Hear your whisper in the air
You’re miles from me
But I can touch you
Hold you to me in a prayer

You’re miles from me
But tonight
Somehow you feel much nearer
You’re miles from me
But in the twilight
Thoughts of you are dearer

You’re miles from me
How can it be
That I can sense you near me?
You’re miles from me
But suddenly
I know that God can hear me

J~

Embrace

Sometimes when I think about
The road that lies ahead
I look at you, my little one
And I am filled with dread
But just when I’m about to weep
And crumble in despair
I remember who will keep
You in his loving care

There is nothing I can do
To shield you from life’s rain
We all have valleys to walk through
A little joy and pain
I wish that I could tell you
There is nothing you need fear
But all that I can say for sure
Is ‘God is always near’

The highs and lows that shape our lives
Are molded by His love
In all the choices living gives
Not one will let us move
Beyond His pure compassion
His mercy or His grace
And everyone who trusts in Him
May lean on His embrace

Janet~