Category Archives: Poetry

Now


Now is not the time to break out of the norm and do your own thing
Now is not the time to sit around dreaming and hoping
Now is not the time to talk about it
Now is not the time

ok but…

Now is not the time to leave the comfy job and follow your dream
Now is not the time to take chances
Now is not the time to escape
Now is not the time

ok but…

Now is not the time to believe in the impossible
Now is not the time to reach for the stars
and now is not the time to ask, ‘when will be the time?’

I disagree

Heavenly Haiku – Faith, Hope and Love


Faith
Faith they say, a gift
Believe that you will receive
the present you want

Hope
Is it need or want?
Is there any difference?
I really hope so

Love
Unconditional
is HIS love for you and me
Why not love HIM back

The Half Circle of Life


Round and round it goes.
The whirligig of life.
No stopping it, impossible to catch
There it goes, hatch, match, dispatch.
Babby becomes mammy and she becomes granny
And around we go again.

It’s a wonderful thing.

The next generation consoles the loss of the last
The sights and sounds of new life ease the pain of absence, a salve.

But I’m stuck with this half circle
It keeps moving one way but refuses to come back around.
I feel the benefits and blessings of the salve of others
They ease the sting.

But the absence for me is doubled-up pain
and never more than on this day.
Each year Mother’s Day comes around
It holds my half circle in front of me
I look at it and smile through tears
For in it I see my 27

Dedicated to the memory of my mother, and to my 27 nieces and nephews.

A crap poem that turned into a crap prayer


2 people have died
Too much sadness
2, or maybe 20 opinions as to why
Insults start to fly
Hijack the agenda, rant and rave, play the blame game
Anger
Fury
Protest
Is it just one more thing to tweet wildly about?
Just another stick to beat the right with?
Another slur to hurl at the left?
How many really care about to the two people who died?
I’m so tired of it all
And God; what do you want me to do now?
This stuff makes me want to quit the tiny area of the public arena that I inhablt
And leave them all to devour each other

Blessed are the peacemakers, but no one wants a peacemaker today