Farewell Dance

One more time
Across the floor
And I won’t ask
You anymore

I won’t beg you
To hold me close
Or ask you what
You’ll miss the most

And I won’t hold
You far too long
Please, don’t go
This is our song

One more time
Nice and slow
Rhythm and rhyme
Oh, here we go

And I won’t think of
Yesterday
Or the dance
We threw away

One more time
Across the floor
Then maybe I
Won’t hurt anymore…

J~

Mentally Prepared

Why do you come to me only to leave?
You flash your blue eyes; I fall at your feet
You offer your hand and I say lead me on
Why do you come to me just to be gone?

Why do you tease me with breath soft and warm?
Why do you whisper as I lean on your arm?
You know I am weak and I cannot resist
The bronze on your cheek as I yield to your kiss

Why do you torment me for one afternoon?
Why do you wait so long then leave far too soon?
In spite of my efforts I cannot dissuade
The course of your travels and the plans you have made

Why do I fall in love with you every year?
Why, as you’re turning, must I shed a tear?
Almost you make me forget why I grieve…
…Summer, you come to me only to leave

Janet~

No Weeds

Some folk seem to segregate
By color, race and creed
And if we were flowers in a garden
They would dare to call them weeds
Because they do not fit the scope
Their narrow eye beholds
Never mind that God’s true hope
Is for the young and old…
…the rich and poor
The black and white
And all shades in between
We are precious in His sight
And no one is a weed
Some folk seem to think that status
Makes one more or less
And maybe even paves the way
To things like happiness
Some folk seem to think perhaps
They are above another
And would not dream to call everyone
Their sister or their brother
But God’s earth is over-flowing
With hope and love and need
And in His precious garden
Nobody is a weed…

Janet~

Emily picked these 'weeds' on her walk last night.

My Advice to You

Wishing and wanting
Won’t change anything
So open your heart
Pick a song and sing

Deception and lies
Hold a deadly sting
Forgive, close your eyes
Pick a song and sing

Longing and love
Paint ‘most everything
Hope whispers above
Pick a song and sing

The beat of life’s drum
Keeps us marching
Better days will come
Pick a song and sing

Music is ointment
Soothing life’s sting
So take a moment
Pick a song…AND SING!

Janet~

New Day Now

It’s a new day now
Darkness is pushed from the edge of the sky
Rivers flow
Tinted from above with dawn’s bright eye
And hope
Fields, dark by night now stretch beyond
My gaze,in a sweeping golden pond
A haze, of mid-July thickens the air
I brush you from my eye, breathe a prayer
It’s a new day now…

It’s a new day now
The moon, a translucent wafer on a bed
Of softer blue
Recedes into vastness of infinity
With you
As duty raises her faithful head
She spreads her palm; lest I forget
And forge calm, greener paths somewhere
I cover you, sweet mine, with a prayer
It’s a new day now

It’s a new day now
Its splendor rivals for the beauty of night
In dawn sublime
But day is a constant reminder of life
And the march of time
Though I do not hold it against her much
There is something about night, day will never touch
For light dissolves the moody spell
Of night and you; all is well
It’s a new day now

Janet~

God is Love

God is Love

To love is to touch God…

One cannot love

And say, there is no God

For God is love

Without Him, there could be no love

His love formed the earth,

It holds stars in place

And directs the universe

Love puts smiles on our faces

His love comes in babies

Wisdom and forgiveness

God is love

All good things are from Him

Evil is the result of sin

The Fall of man in Eden

But we will be made perfect again

Someday, in Heaven

And only then, to those who believe in Him

Will the true glory of His love

Be revealed

God is love

To love is to touch Him

The power of love is undeniable proof

Of God

Janet~

Lovely Blue

There’s nothing quite as lovely as the midnight coming down
In a flow of silver moon-light and the sigh of trees, wind-blown
The hush of broadened shadows blows life’s sorrows far away
And I am all alone with you; six hours before day

There’s nothing quite as silent as the night at one a.m.
The breeze has died; the moon has paled in heaven’s diadem
I can feel the warmth of you, the roughness of your cheek
When I am all alone with you we do not need to speak

There’s nothing quite as beautiful as the rare shade of blue
Encompassing a muted earth of dark and dust and dew
Five hours until daylight; what is a girl to do?
Five hours until morning and a lifetime without you…

J~

I finished this one first saying
*‘five hours until morning and a lifetime loving you…’
But it really needed the ‘ouch’ factor…
Those who prefer no ‘ouch’ may use *

Nothing

It is nothing now...
Emptiness fills the space
once full of you
and there is nothing left to touch...
Funny…
I didn't know nothing
could hurt so much.....

J~