Anger Within
His anger sparks the darkness
as he lies alone in bed
his anger turning outward
blaming anyone, everyone, instead
Inner turmoil eats away
and bitterness tastes sweet
he’ll swallow his pride for another day
and never admit defeat
Is it her he really cares for now
or just to prove his worth?
to let her go, he won’t "allow"
he’ll move the heavens and the Earth
What obscurity holds this man
and shakes him to the core?
…anger, fear and insecurity
always knocking at his door
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Chapters of Our Lives
Chapters of Our Lives
Chapter one
life’s just begun
Chapter two
the teenage years -
you think you’ll never get through
Chapter Three
me, him and baby makes three…
Chapter Four
vacations at the shore
Chapter Five
just trying to survive…
Chapter Six
you’ve learned life’s tricks
Chapter Seven
just "being" is heaven…
Chapter Eight
for grandchildren you "wait"
Chapter Nine
life is still divine
Chapter Ten
is it really the end?
Chapter one
life’s just begun
Chapter two
the teenage years -
you think you’ll never get through
Chapter Three
me, him and baby makes three…
Chapter Four
vacations at the shore
Chapter Five
just trying to survive…
Chapter Six
you’ve learned life’s tricks
Chapter Seven
just "being" is heaven…
Chapter Eight
for grandchildren you "wait"
Chapter Nine
life is still divine
Chapter Ten
is it really the end?
Closing the Dream Door
Closing the Dream Door
Actions speak what words cannot say
in this circle of endless waiting
and as impatience takes hold
the door is closing
on a dream, at last…
Actions speak what words cannot say
in this circle of endless waiting
and as impatience takes hold
the door is closing
on a dream, at last…
Daydreams
Daydreams
A field of red clover
reaching up toward the sky
A lazy boat ride
swans drifting nearby
A stroll by the stream
and a picnic there too
A walk in the meadow
til the day is near through
All of these things,
I "dream them" with you…
A field of red clover
reaching up toward the sky
A lazy boat ride
swans drifting nearby
A stroll by the stream
and a picnic there too
A walk in the meadow
til the day is near through
All of these things,
I "dream them" with you…
Bridging Time
Bridging Time
Night’s song, soft and low,
bliss waits in open arms
Morning dew gently falls,
she returns to him once more
Their love has opened
time’s locked door
and brought her close again
To soothe her lover’s broken heart
as love bridged time for him
In dreams she touches
more than soul, in reality,
is she here?
Nirvana’s call is
her beating heart
he needs to
have her near…
Lynn West
(c) 2008
Night’s song, soft and low,
bliss waits in open arms
Morning dew gently falls,
she returns to him once more
Their love has opened
time’s locked door
and brought her close again
To soothe her lover’s broken heart
as love bridged time for him
In dreams she touches
more than soul, in reality,
is she here?
Nirvana’s call is
her beating heart
he needs to
have her near…
Lynn West
(c) 2008
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