| A Trip Through My Mind |
| Stars As I lay here, I look at the sky, the millions of stars stare back at me. Each has a life, a system of its own, comparable to us. Each forever fixed in its own path, circling, passing through, accompaning others on their paths. I watch as they twinkle and glow, some dim, some bright, some fading from sight. I begin to wonder, are the stars just mirrors of our souls? Am I just another star, waiting to shine or will I fade before my time? |
| Chain of Words I watch others as they go by, thinking they are unobserved, safe from watchful eyes. How much do they know, about the lives going on around them? Are they aware of the poor, sheltered in leaky houses? The rich, in their mansions of gold? The humble business owner, trying to carve out a noble life for his own? The child, wondering where his next meal will come from? The migrant, trying to survive another day in a strange land? The single parent, trying to make ends meet? Are you aware of those around you or do you just pass by as many before you? Do you ever stop to think, before passing judgement? Are you aware of how your life affects and is affected by others? |
| Your Face In The Shadow Of My Mind I close my eyes and see your face, as I have done many times before. But today, it is different, as I sit here in your old hat, because I know, I celebrate, I rejoice, in twelve short wonderful days -- that seem like an eternity away -- you will be HOME!! Home, what a magical word. It never has meant so much to me. You'll be home, with your stories to tell, your laughter will once again fill my heart. How I have missed that joy, your voice, but soon... it will be back and I will rejoice. |
| Try Again I sit back and think of my relationships, so few have been sucessful, longlasting, close and I wonder "Why?" There are the obvious ones, that no one can deny are better as they as now but then there are those, not quite as clear, as plain, as simple to explain. I wonder, was it my fault or theirs? Were we both to blame? Did we just grow apart? Can we ever be the same? Next time youthink back and wonder, "Can I be to blame," look them up and try again because you never know, when they are thinking the same. |
| True of Heart If asked, "How many regrets have you?" I could answer truthfully and say, "Many, but none do I have with you." Everything we have done, now in the past, never again to be in the present, is justified and true in my mind. From the first word -- to the last kiss, I see it all in my mind, sacred and true, remembered always in goodness. Never to be tainted, with the doubts and anger of now, for those memories will always be, true of heart. |
| All poems are Copyright 2000 |
| Why Can't You? Your silence disturbs, and yet, does not annoy me. I know you are justified -- in your mind. To you, I have wronged, I have faulted, I have failed you and your image of us. But to me -- in my mind -- I did the right thing, did what was best for me, for us. Why can't you see that? Why can't you understand? Why do you have to be so stubborn, so proud? Why can't we just move on and be friends? Is that to much to ask, to hope? I can , so why can't you? |
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