Saturday, January 4, 2014

White Blindness


Snow falls, white blindness,
Clouds the vision and hides,
The flaws the world sees,
When the sun is shining,

Freezing night, creates ice,
Blankets the earth and covers,
All the inhumane deeds,
That come out in summer,

Frost comes, slick and wet,
Creating chaos in its wake,
People pray for the warmth,
That only summer brings.

White sand beaches dazzle,
The sun sets on the ocean,
Bright Kaleidoscopes of color,
All is right in the world.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Rumor Has It

Rumor has it that things are taking place,
No reason, no rhyme, no saving face,
Your unwelcome attention drives me mad,
But rumor has it that your crazy just a tad,

Tongues that go wagging, words meant to cut,
Makes me rise higher because I feel them in my gut,
Words are my friends and I use them well,
You just didn't know it, I guess you couldn't tell,

And the gossip mill is spinning with all that hot air,
Your lies are my friend they make you seem bare,
I am who I am and I am sorry for your fate,
The words you spew speak for your hate,

My words won't change they speak true,
Rumor has it that you don't have a clue,
The more you lie and try to sow dissent,
Show wasted words, your character's spent,

I know that I can rise above your lies,
My character speaks words while yours die,
So I will continue to be me no matter what,
And rumor can have it your lies are just that.













Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Thanksgiving Day

Thanksgiving is coming approaching too fast,
Nobody notices anymore the die is cast,
They are giving it up to barge right on through,
To Christmas day and it makes me blue,
A holiday meant to be for the bounty,
Thankful for friends in the next county,
Pilgrims and Indians celebrating as one,
Thankful and Grateful for all they had done,
The very first feast was all about food,
The harvests that year were awfully good,
The Indians they taught the Pilgrims good stuff,
How to live on a continent with barely enough,
How to grow crops way out of season,
And give thanks for the bounty without reason,
Two different people coming together,
Without any prompting what so ever,
Maybe we can learn something after all,
The lessons are there if we heed the call,
Be thankful every day for all that you got,
And learn to appreciate your life and your lot,
Take the time and just enjoy Thanksgiving,
Leave Christmas in December and start living,
The stores need to close and give time off,
For people to appreciate and have enough,
Time off to enjoy this day with family and friends,
Opportunity abounds around every bend,
Remember the first time they celebrated this day,
And learn history's lesson it will lead the way.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

The Tudor Dynasty

The whole fate of England hangs in the balance,
King Henry the VII is coming he is very valiant,
Margaret Beaufort finally has her prayers answered,
Her son becomes king because he lived and served,
According to her it was all in God's plan,
And now all the traitors are explicitly banned,
From the court and the life they once knew,
Some heads will be chopped peace will rule,

But to venture near the crown puts one in peril,
And his reign will be held like wine in a barrel,
Maybe he was mad like his forefathers before him,
With the strain of it all his sanity slowly dimming,
Because he swears that there are so many,
Plotting to take his reign for a single penny,
He will never know peace in his own mind,
For the death of two princes at his hand, was he blind?

The one thing he knows he has found a good wife,
In her he finds the one thing he has never had in life,
And as a result a solid relationship blooms,
Out of a marriage that everybody says was doomed,
He finds the peace that he seeks in his new queen,
She loves him and guides him to Margaret's chagrin,
He has been on the run and hiding through life,
And finally he can stop and enjoy his new wife,

And Elizabeth plays her part as queen to the hilt,
And together the Tudor Dynasty is finally built,
But if you think the throne is finally secure,
The madness is just starting waiting for more,
Their son Henry the VIII is standing in line,
And his reign will be madness a sure sign,
He will never have a son to secure the throne,
And finally a female will rule on her own.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

The House on the Hill

There stands a faded mansion on the edge of town on a hill,
A forlorn branch from a forlorn tree scrapes the window sill,
The front porch has seen better days the paint is all chipped,
And any past time of elegance, time has severely stripped,

The shutters that once hung so pretty are hanging all askew,
And the metal roof is rusty but was beautiful when it was new,
Today it's just an abandoned house that has seen better days,
And on this Halloween night listen closely to what I have to say,

Every house that has ever been built tends to have a tale,
This one is no different so listen closely as I regale,
The story of this house that has seen much better times,
Gather round and listen as the midnight hour chimes,

The garden paths are obliterated, age has done its job,
Listen very closely now you may still hear her sob,
A lovely lady owned this place and lost everything,
On that stormy night when her husband went missing,

A vengeful sea, hungry for every last ship in its sight,
Took this lady's captain away without even a fight,
They say she died from the grief of it all and still to this day,
If you listen you can hear her crying that's what the townsfolk say,

They also say if you sit quietly you may see her float by,
Moaning and crying to herself her hands held up to the sky,
Cursing the gods and lamenting about a heart that never heals,
Another time another place her sorrow she will make you feel,

All of the love that she felt for her man, her one and only love,
And if you approach the front porch you may get a little shove,
Such a sad tale with such a sad end leaves scars that still abide,
And when you hear her mourning you could think she's still alive,

But that is not to be this night we have not heard a single cry,
Look right there do you see what I see?  She is floating right on by,
And look even further there is another ghost calling for her to come,
She is floating happily forward to that ghost, do hear the drums?

As she approaches the other ghost gives her such a courtly bow,
And she flings her spirit into him I cant believe its happening now,
They are re-united on this Halloween night right before our eyes,
And now this quiet little town will no longer have to suffer her cries.

New owners at last are working so hard to make it look brand new,
But even they say that now that she's gone the place still feels a little blue,
And they say that they still sometimes see the captain and his wife,
They are reunited at last and still in love, in death as they were in life.




















Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Halloween Night

Halloween can be an eerily creepy night,
Filled with things to make you die of fright,
The kids trick or treat  totally unaware,
Of the nightly things going on screaming beware,

They do not see the bat waiting to change,
into a blood thirsty creature seeking a vein,
Nor do they see the ghosts looking around,
for a place to haunt that isn't hallowed ground,

They knock on all the doors hoping for a treat,
While the world all around sounds the retreat,
For the creepy crawlies coming out of the earth,
Or the zombies crying out loud for a re-birth,

Parents watch your children as fate is riding high,
They disappear like magic, in the blink of an eye,
A witch could sweep down from the sky riding on a broom,
And grab a child so quickly with just a little room, 

The kids will never see the danger coming right for them,
That is your job as parents-keep them safe from mayhem,
Kids are so excited and they do not see the tolls,
Of The price they may have to pay on this night of old souls.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

No Other

No other love would stand the test of time, 
No other love would feel so sublime, 
No other love would be so strong, 
No other love would last so long, 
No other love could hit you like a long shot,
No other love could burn so bright, so hot, 
No other love could forgive past mistakes, 
No other love could heal heartaches, 
No other love would make you feel this great, 
No other love would anticipate a first date, 
No other love would be so carefree, so wild, 
No other love-except the love between a mother and a child.