Poetry
Port II
Welcome to my miscellaneous poetry page.
These poems are about various feelings and
emotions.
Please do not copy without permission.
Enigma of Love
How do you know someone
loves you?
When they've never told
you they do?
You can tell by the look
in their eyes
whenever you come into
view.
A moistened eye gives the
secret away
or a touch made in haste
a face that grows sallow,
a smile that seems shallow,
or a laugh thats oddly
misplaced.
How do you know that he
loves you?
The eyes are the unspoken
clue.
Listen with your heart
and
you know, somehow you
do.
Day to Day
Its there in the morning
in the kitchen
as I cook you bacon and
eggs
Its there in the bathroom
too
you're showering, I'm
shaving my legs.
Its there when the kids
are taking their toll
time is ticking by, much
to do...
between shopping and laundry,
cooking and cleaning.
Few moments I steal
with you.
A Dream He Held
My little one soft and
warm how I loved you so.
My heart was so torn apart
when I had to let you go.
Your heart was beating,
then it stopped, I don't even know why.
Sometimes dreams end before
they start but it still makes you want to cry.
Once you were my dream
to hold if only in my mind.
Now you are His dream
to hold. The best arms you could ever find.
Rest sweetly til we touch,
little seed of love.
Grow, dance, sing, fly,
with your golden wings above.
Silent Rain
Can you hear the thunderas
it booms across the sky?
Lightening flashes wildlyas
the lights go streaking by.
Rain pours on the windowsill
beats against the pane
petals wet with drops
of sky in this silent rain.
Night falls with stillness
on these deafened ears.
Quiet dreams of life soften
all the darkened fears.
Sleep overcomes me as my
dreams of tomorrow remain.
As I drift off to dream
in the lullybye of the silent rain.
Hear my Heart
Does it mean I'm not here... because I can't hear?
The sounds of the world
go swiftly by
the muffled laughter when
I don't know why?
I see you talking I hear
with my heart
Do you know of the world
I am a part?
When you talk to me I
can see your face
I listen with my heart,
your lips fly a speedy race.
We touch for a moment,
it means little I know
but to one who is grasping,
it has alot to show.
I can hear you with my
heart as we share our day,
Friend, it's good to be
here, beside you this way.
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