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Welcome to my POETRY PAGE!! Poems are my inspiration. The following have been written with such compassion and love from my family and friends. If you have any poems you would like to share with me, please feel free to email. I would love to "add" new ones regularly!
Cry If You Want to...(it's OK...)
Cry if you want to, I won't tell you not to
I won't try to cheer you up, I'll just be here if you want me.
Its no use in keeping a stiff upper lip.
You can weep, you can sleep , you can loosen your grip.
You can frown, you can drown and go down with the ship.
You can cry if you want to.
Don't ever apologize venting your pain.
Its something to me, you don't need to explain
I don't need to know why, I don't think its insane.
You can cry if you want to.
The windows are closed, the neighbours aren't home.
If its better with me than to do it alone,
I'll draw all the curtains and unplug the phone.
You can cry if you want to.
You can stare at the ceiling and tear at your hair.
Swallow your feelings and stagger and swear.
You can throw things and show things and I wouldn't care.
You can cry if you want to.
I won't make fun of you, I won't tell anyone.
Won't analyze what you do or you should have done.
I won't advise you to go and have fun.
You can cry if you want to.
Life's empty and ugly and terribly sad.
I can't feel what you feel but know it feels bad.
I know that its real and it makes you so mad.
You can cry..
Cry if you want to, I won't tell you not to.
I won't try to cheer you up.
I'll just be here if you want me,
..to be near you.
Author Unknown...Thanks M.B. 08/16/97
What a Beautiful Garden...
I'm sure there is a garden, in the lovely State of Maine,
where the sun shines very brightly, interspersed with gentle rain.
And in a nearby Province, in a country close to here,
Lives a sweet and loving maiden whom to me is very dear.
How I'd love to find the garden and there the maiden take,
to love and comfort give her - and for her - a happy life I'd make.
But alas! this cannot happen, except within my mind,
So I'll keep right on a searching, til that garden I shall find.
Then I'll sit among the birches and the tall and stately pine,
I'll confer with Mother Nature and dream that she is mine.
T.M...08/15/97
Forgotten Senses
People I've met, places I've been.
Can anyone tell me, What does this mean?
I see, I smell, and touch like you.
That doesn't mean I think the same too.
It brings upon a thought that I hold.
Is life just a line, or printed in bold.
What am I missing to finish the touch?
I'm asking for comfort and love, is that to much.
You see with your eyes and touch with your hand
But sometimes life can smell pretty bland.
I can smell sweet scents, and see pretty much
But am I still missing a warm-hearted touch?
by Jared Savage(C) 1997
You Control your Destiny...
If you think you are beaten-you are.
If you think you dare not-you don't.
If you'd love to win, but you think you can't,
It's almost a cinch that you won't.
If you think you'll lose-you've lost,
For out in the world you'll find
Success begins with a fellow's will,
It's all in the state of mind.
If you think that you're outclassed-you are.
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life's battle doesn't always go
To the swifter or faster woman,
But sooner or later the woman who wins
Is the woman who thinks she can.
P.Clancy
passed this on to me....Thanks Sonny...
Some people may call me romantic
While others may think I am naive
And some may say that I'm just a fool
And laugh at what I believe.
I believe in hugs and long tender kisses
Walking hand in hand on a bright sunny day
I believe in trust, honesty and loyalty
And staying together always.
I think that I am one of the few people left
Who believes there is someone for me
To bring love, laughter, and happy endings
To be mine for eternity.
BKJ 3-11-97
What Does "Thank You" Really Mean
"Thank you" is one of those wonderful phrases
people use to express a special gratitude.
But there's often a lot more to it
than those two words can say.
When it comes from the heart, from deep inside
the nicest feelings and the most special thoughts,
"Thank you" means so much.
It means thank you for taking the time to show
that you care. It means "you really made my day,"
and sometimes it means that you really make all
the days so much better.
It means you can make me feel so nice,
and I wish I could do the same for you...
just be letting you know how much you mean to me.
"Thank you" means you didn't have to...
but I'm so grateful that you did.
"Thank you" means that you've done something special
that I'll never forget.
Chris Gallatin
To the Love of My Life
To the love of my life
To someone that I hold dear
To the love of my life
I would give anything to have you here.
To the love of my life
Why can't we be together
To the love of my life
I promise to love you forever and forever.
To the love of my life
You mean the world to me
To the love of my life
In my arms is where I want you to be.
To the love of my life
I promise to cherish, honor, and obey
To the love of my life
I want you to be with me until my dying day.
To the love of my life
You will always be in my heart
To the love of my life
I promise that we will never part.
To the love of my life
I pledge this love I have for you
To the love of my life
I would be overjoyed for a pledge of yours too.
JSB (C) 1997
Door of Love
We knocked on the door of love
We walked through it together
The door closed quickly behind us
We are locked in here forever.
We knocked on the door of love
Knowing that we both wanted to enter
The door opened so quietly
We walked through it so fast,
Escaping the coldness of winter.
JSB (C) 1997
She came from the darkness and into my life
Amid all the toils of struggle and strife
She came from only God knows where
And now when I need her the most
I don't have to look far because she is there.
She came into my life a complete stranger to me
Our love has grown and I truly know
By my side she will always be
The love we share grows deeper and deeper
A love blessed by the hands of our Heavenly Keeper.
She came into my life and taught me how to smile
A smile that lasts for a very long while
I will never question why she came to me
But our love is there for all the world to see.
Our love for each other will never diminish
But only grow stronger and stronger
Till the marker on our graves say
Their lives here on earth are finally finished.
JSB (C) 1997
The following poem was written by my niece Lindsay McKay...Lindsay is only 12 years old. What a fantastic poem Lindsay!! I love it so much!! Thanks!!
SPRING
I look out my window and what do I see?
Nothing at all but snow covered trees!
I wonder if this is where Spring has gone
Because there are not any flowers on my lawn.
All the trees' branches are still bare
And the leaves have gone where??
I guess they all haven't yet bloomed
And all this I am seeing from the window in my room.
Robins, Sparrows, and Blue Jays..??
None of these exist on this dreadful day.
Chirp-chirp and tweet-tweetily up
None of these sounds to wake us up.
The next morning I suddenly arise
And what do I see to my surprise??
Now it is Spring that I begin to see
It is true?? Is Winter free??
Now the temperature is above zero
And I feel as though spring is a hero
For it defeated winters freezing grasp
And never again will Winter and Spring clasp!
Lindsay McKay (C) March 1997
CHASING HAPPINESS
Everyday I feel closer to my goal
Of living in a world where I feel whole.
Everynight I feel like I'm chasing happiness
This need in my life I have to address.
When I look in the mirror I see freedom from a distance
When I stare into your eyes, I feel a way around your resistance.
I wish I could express my love and my laughter
Instead of realizing that beauty the morning after.
When you chase your dreams down the darkest street
The capture will make your efforts complete.
So never give up on life's gentle caress
For that is the day when you catch life's happiness.
Martin Mckee (C) March 1997
The following poem is dedicated to "1/2 of Deuce"....Did you know Deuces are magnificent pairs. They are usually found separated by great distance. Most persistent of creatures on the planet though. Nothing will stop the two from being together. They have been known to fly great distance. In the Guiness World book, it says they mate for life! And with a greater fierceness of love & life they defend and depend on their opposite half! There is only a pair of deuces left on the entire planet...therefore that pair of deuces must be the most amorous, aggravating, stimulating, loving, caring, fairing, staring, smart, beautiful and intense creatures to have ever lived.
"Don't Forget the Red Rose of Passion"
As the red rose whispers out with passion
As the white rose breathes out with love
As your heart beats with love
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
The red rose stands out like the falcon soars, in the wild blue yonder
The white rose is like a white dove in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
But I send you a red rose with a cream white rosebud
With the petals standing out like an eagles wings in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
For love is something that comes from the heart
Pure as the dream flows of love
As the sweetest kisses and desires on the lips
Don't forget to give a red rose of passion to someone you love!
"2"...I now send to you the open petals of the red rose of my heart
Not only that, but with the white bud which is the balance
As surely as I am the red, you be the white which sets off my soul!!
Tonya Payne (Copyright 1997)
WOW!!...What powerful words of Inspiration...Thanks Ted!
You are the thousand winds that blow
You are the diamonds glint of snow
You are the sunlight on ripened grain
You are the gentle autumns rain
When I awaken in the morning hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
And you are the star that lights my night.
Author unknown
The following poem/ballad was sent to me by a Net Friend and is dedicated to "TWO" Net Lovers...You know who you are!!! WOW!! This is so passionate and very powerful!!
SPECTRUM OF LOVE
"I Love You"
There is a much greater motivation than simply my spoken words.
For me, to Love, is to commit myself freely and without reservation.
I am sincerely interested in your happiness and well being.
Whatever your needs are, I will try to fufill them and will bend in my values depending on the importance of your need.
If you are lonely and need me, I will be there.
If in the loneliness you need to talk, I will listen.
If you need to listen, I will talk.
If you need the strength of human touch, I will touch you.
If you need to be held, I will hold you.
I will lie naked in body with you if that be your need.
If you need fulfillment of the flesh, I will give you that also, but only through my love.
I will try to be consistent with you so that you will understand the core of my personality and from that understanding you can gain strength and security that I am acting as me.
I may falter with my moods. I may project, at times, a strangeness that is alien to you which may bewilder you or frighten you.
There will be times when you question my motives. But because people are never constant and are as changeable as the seasons, I will try to build within you a faith in my fundamental attitude and show you that my inconsistency is only for the moment and not a lasting part of me.
I will show you love now. Each and every day, for each day is a lifetime.
Every day we live, we learn more how to love.
I will not defer my love or neglect it, for if I wait until tomorrow, tomorrow never comes.
It is like a cloud in the sky, passing by. They always do, you know!
If I give you kindness and understanding, then I will receive your faith.
If I give you hate and dishonesty, I will receive your distrust.
If I give you fear and am afraid, you will become afraid and fear me.
I will give you what you need to receive.
The degree of love I give is determined by my own capability.
My capability is determined by the environment of my past experiences and my understanding of love, truth and God.
My understanding is determined by my parents, friends, places I have lived and been.
Each experience is fed into my mind from living.
I will give you as much love as I can.
If you show me how to give more, then I will give more.
I can only give you as much love as you need to receive or allow me to give.
If you receive a portion of my love, then I will give others the balance I am capable of giving.
I must give all that I have, being what I am.
Love is universal. Love is the movement of LIFE.
I have loved a child, a girl, my parents, art, nature. All things in life I find beautiful.
No human being or society has the right to condemn any kind of love I feel or my way of expressing it, if I am sincere; sincerity being the honest realization of myself without hurt or pain for my life or any life my life touches.
I want to become a truly LOVING SPIRIT.
Let my words, if I must speak, become the restoration of your soul.
But when speech is silent, does a man project the great depth of his sensitivity.
When I touch You, or Kiss You, or Hold You, I AM SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS.
Walter Rinder (Copyright)
THE FLOWER
She sits as lonely as a flower,
Looking as though she hasn't any power.
The thing that she fears most of all,
Is if someone doesn't help her soon,
She believes that she will fall.
Fall to another world that she doesn't know,
And then she will have to find somewhere to go.
"But where?" she asks herself in the dark night,
Will it be easy? Or will she have to fight?
And then along comes another flower,
That helps to support her and give her that power
And now her #1 fear, the fall,
Doesn't seem a big deal at all.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Why??
Why do the angels sing in a choir?
And why is the devil know for fire?
Why do the devil and God collide?
And how did we come to take God's side?
Is it because god is much more sweeter,
And that the devil is no match for a leader?
Did the devil ever make God mad?
Is that why he is so very, very bad?
Why does the devil live under the ground?
And why does God, on the world, look down?
Is he checking up on us to see if we're alright?
Or is he seeing if the devil wants one last fight?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
My Destiny
I am a person, part of the world,
I am respected by mankind.
But now a sad side to this story,
I fear that sometime my destiny will trap me.
It won't let me go, for this was meant to be.
How will I love? My destiny knows.
How will I die? My destiny knows.
I don't want my life to be preplanned.
I don't understand how this works,
For I want to make my own decisions.
And I want to lead my own life.
If I change a decision, will it break my destiny?
Or will my destiny have that already planned?
Is there any way to break this cycle?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Sleep
Sleep? That is something for I don't have time,
But I have to keep going to sooth my mind.
Which is where the questions in my head form,
But I must quit travelling through this horrid storm.
Where are the answers? They are what I seek,
But I haven't even got to take a peek.
If I don't find something very soon
I will be worthless, and out with be the moon.
I've gone to far, I must not go back,
So I shelter myself in an old shack.
The next morning I arise to see,
That the answers that I seek now don't affect me.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
The Confessions of an Executer
The man walks slowly through the place
That has a picture of the lord's face.
To confess himself to a forgiving man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
But he doesn't have time to confess what he's done wrong,
For the clock strikes twelve as the church bell bongs.
It is time for him to face the sun,
For he must not, cannot live with what he's done.
He looks at the clock to make sure he's on time,
It is not time for them yet to chime.
He runs to where his destiny awaits,
And he counts his blessings that he isn't late.
He thinks of what he's done to all those innocent people,
As he prepares his equipment under a steeple.
For he wants everyone to know,
That he is the one who should truly go.
As the bell chimes at exactly five,
You can hear the sound eco through the sky.
And also the forgiveness of a man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Poetry is an expression of beauty...I won't try to cheer you up, I'll just be here if you want me.
Its no use in keeping a stiff upper lip.
You can weep, you can sleep , you can loosen your grip.
You can frown, you can drown and go down with the ship.
You can cry if you want to.
Don't ever apologize venting your pain.
Its something to me, you don't need to explain
I don't need to know why, I don't think its insane.
You can cry if you want to.
The windows are closed, the neighbours aren't home.
If its better with me than to do it alone,
I'll draw all the curtains and unplug the phone.
You can cry if you want to.
You can stare at the ceiling and tear at your hair.
Swallow your feelings and stagger and swear.
You can throw things and show things and I wouldn't care.
You can cry if you want to.
I won't make fun of you, I won't tell anyone.
Won't analyze what you do or you should have done.
I won't advise you to go and have fun.
You can cry if you want to.
Life's empty and ugly and terribly sad.
I can't feel what you feel but know it feels bad.
I know that its real and it makes you so mad.
You can cry..
Cry if you want to, I won't tell you not to.
I won't try to cheer you up.
I'll just be here if you want me,
..to be near you.
Author Unknown...Thanks M.B. 08/16/97
What a Beautiful Garden...
I'm sure there is a garden, in the lovely State of Maine,
where the sun shines very brightly, interspersed with gentle rain.
And in a nearby Province, in a country close to here,
Lives a sweet and loving maiden whom to me is very dear.
How I'd love to find the garden and there the maiden take,
to love and comfort give her - and for her - a happy life I'd make.
But alas! this cannot happen, except within my mind,
So I'll keep right on a searching, til that garden I shall find.
Then I'll sit among the birches and the tall and stately pine,
I'll confer with Mother Nature and dream that she is mine.
T.M...08/15/97
Forgotten Senses
People I've met, places I've been.
Can anyone tell me, What does this mean?
I see, I smell, and touch like you.
That doesn't mean I think the same too.
It brings upon a thought that I hold.
Is life just a line, or printed in bold.
What am I missing to finish the touch?
I'm asking for comfort and love, is that to much.
You see with your eyes and touch with your hand
But sometimes life can smell pretty bland.
I can smell sweet scents, and see pretty much
But am I still missing a warm-hearted touch?
by Jared Savage(C) 1997
You Control your Destiny...
If you think you are beaten-you are.
If you think you dare not-you don't.
If you'd love to win, but you think you can't,
It's almost a cinch that you won't.
If you think you'll lose-you've lost,
For out in the world you'll find
Success begins with a fellow's will,
It's all in the state of mind.
If you think that you're outclassed-you are.
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life's battle doesn't always go
To the swifter or faster woman,
But sooner or later the woman who wins
Is the woman who thinks she can.
P.Clancy
passed this on to me....Thanks Sonny...
Some people may call me romantic
While others may think I am naive
And some may say that I'm just a fool
And laugh at what I believe.
I believe in hugs and long tender kisses
Walking hand in hand on a bright sunny day
I believe in trust, honesty and loyalty
And staying together always.
I think that I am one of the few people left
Who believes there is someone for me
To bring love, laughter, and happy endings
To be mine for eternity.
BKJ 3-11-97
What Does "Thank You" Really Mean
"Thank you" is one of those wonderful phrases
people use to express a special gratitude.
But there's often a lot more to it
than those two words can say.
When it comes from the heart, from deep inside
the nicest feelings and the most special thoughts,
"Thank you" means so much.
It means thank you for taking the time to show
that you care. It means "you really made my day,"
and sometimes it means that you really make all
the days so much better.
It means you can make me feel so nice,
and I wish I could do the same for you...
just be letting you know how much you mean to me.
"Thank you" means you didn't have to...
but I'm so grateful that you did.
"Thank you" means that you've done something special
that I'll never forget.
Chris Gallatin
To the Love of My Life
To the love of my life
To someone that I hold dear
To the love of my life
I would give anything to have you here.
To the love of my life
Why can't we be together
To the love of my life
I promise to love you forever and forever.
To the love of my life
You mean the world to me
To the love of my life
In my arms is where I want you to be.
To the love of my life
I promise to cherish, honor, and obey
To the love of my life
I want you to be with me until my dying day.
To the love of my life
You will always be in my heart
To the love of my life
I promise that we will never part.
To the love of my life
I pledge this love I have for you
To the love of my life
I would be overjoyed for a pledge of yours too.
JSB (C) 1997
Door of Love
We knocked on the door of love
We walked through it together
The door closed quickly behind us
We are locked in here forever.
We knocked on the door of love
Knowing that we both wanted to enter
The door opened so quietly
We walked through it so fast,
Escaping the coldness of winter.
JSB (C) 1997
She came from the darkness and into my life
Amid all the toils of struggle and strife
She came from only God knows where
And now when I need her the most
I don't have to look far because she is there.
She came into my life a complete stranger to me
Our love has grown and I truly know
By my side she will always be
The love we share grows deeper and deeper
A love blessed by the hands of our Heavenly Keeper.
She came into my life and taught me how to smile
A smile that lasts for a very long while
I will never question why she came to me
But our love is there for all the world to see.
Our love for each other will never diminish
But only grow stronger and stronger
Till the marker on our graves say
Their lives here on earth are finally finished.
JSB (C) 1997
The following poem was written by my niece Lindsay McKay...Lindsay is only 12 years old. What a fantastic poem Lindsay!! I love it so much!! Thanks!!
SPRING
I look out my window and what do I see?
Nothing at all but snow covered trees!
I wonder if this is where Spring has gone
Because there are not any flowers on my lawn.
All the trees' branches are still bare
And the leaves have gone where??
I guess they all haven't yet bloomed
And all this I am seeing from the window in my room.
Robins, Sparrows, and Blue Jays..??
None of these exist on this dreadful day.
Chirp-chirp and tweet-tweetily up
None of these sounds to wake us up.
The next morning I suddenly arise
And what do I see to my surprise??
Now it is Spring that I begin to see
It is true?? Is Winter free??
Now the temperature is above zero
And I feel as though spring is a hero
For it defeated winters freezing grasp
And never again will Winter and Spring clasp!
Lindsay McKay (C) March 1997
CHASING HAPPINESS
Everyday I feel closer to my goal
Of living in a world where I feel whole.
Everynight I feel like I'm chasing happiness
This need in my life I have to address.
When I look in the mirror I see freedom from a distance
When I stare into your eyes, I feel a way around your resistance.
I wish I could express my love and my laughter
Instead of realizing that beauty the morning after.
When you chase your dreams down the darkest street
The capture will make your efforts complete.
So never give up on life's gentle caress
For that is the day when you catch life's happiness.
Martin Mckee (C) March 1997
The following poem is dedicated to "1/2 of Deuce"....Did you know Deuces are magnificent pairs. They are usually found separated by great distance. Most persistent of creatures on the planet though. Nothing will stop the two from being together. They have been known to fly great distance. In the Guiness World book, it says they mate for life! And with a greater fierceness of love & life they defend and depend on their opposite half! There is only a pair of deuces left on the entire planet...therefore that pair of deuces must be the most amorous, aggravating, stimulating, loving, caring, fairing, staring, smart, beautiful and intense creatures to have ever lived.
"Don't Forget the Red Rose of Passion"
As the red rose whispers out with passion
As the white rose breathes out with love
As your heart beats with love
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
The red rose stands out like the falcon soars, in the wild blue yonder
The white rose is like a white dove in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
But I send you a red rose with a cream white rosebud
With the petals standing out like an eagles wings in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
For love is something that comes from the heart
Pure as the dream flows of love
As the sweetest kisses and desires on the lips
Don't forget to give a red rose of passion to someone you love!
"2"...I now send to you the open petals of the red rose of my heart
Not only that, but with the white bud which is the balance
As surely as I am the red, you be the white which sets off my soul!!
Tonya Payne (Copyright 1997)
WOW!!...What powerful words of Inspiration...Thanks Ted!
You are the thousand winds that blow
You are the diamonds glint of snow
You are the sunlight on ripened grain
You are the gentle autumns rain
When I awaken in the morning hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
And you are the star that lights my night.
Author unknown
The following poem/ballad was sent to me by a Net Friend and is dedicated to "TWO" Net Lovers...You know who you are!!! WOW!! This is so passionate and very powerful!!
SPECTRUM OF LOVE
"I Love You"
There is a much greater motivation than simply my spoken words.
For me, to Love, is to commit myself freely and without reservation.
I am sincerely interested in your happiness and well being.
Whatever your needs are, I will try to fufill them and will bend in my values depending on the importance of your need.
If you are lonely and need me, I will be there.
If in the loneliness you need to talk, I will listen.
If you need to listen, I will talk.
If you need the strength of human touch, I will touch you.
If you need to be held, I will hold you.
I will lie naked in body with you if that be your need.
If you need fulfillment of the flesh, I will give you that also, but only through my love.
I will try to be consistent with you so that you will understand the core of my personality and from that understanding you can gain strength and security that I am acting as me.
I may falter with my moods. I may project, at times, a strangeness that is alien to you which may bewilder you or frighten you.
There will be times when you question my motives. But because people are never constant and are as changeable as the seasons, I will try to build within you a faith in my fundamental attitude and show you that my inconsistency is only for the moment and not a lasting part of me.
I will show you love now. Each and every day, for each day is a lifetime.
Every day we live, we learn more how to love.
I will not defer my love or neglect it, for if I wait until tomorrow, tomorrow never comes.
It is like a cloud in the sky, passing by. They always do, you know!
If I give you kindness and understanding, then I will receive your faith.
If I give you hate and dishonesty, I will receive your distrust.
If I give you fear and am afraid, you will become afraid and fear me.
I will give you what you need to receive.
The degree of love I give is determined by my own capability.
My capability is determined by the environment of my past experiences and my understanding of love, truth and God.
My understanding is determined by my parents, friends, places I have lived and been.
Each experience is fed into my mind from living.
I will give you as much love as I can.
If you show me how to give more, then I will give more.
I can only give you as much love as you need to receive or allow me to give.
If you receive a portion of my love, then I will give others the balance I am capable of giving.
I must give all that I have, being what I am.
Love is universal. Love is the movement of LIFE.
I have loved a child, a girl, my parents, art, nature. All things in life I find beautiful.
No human being or society has the right to condemn any kind of love I feel or my way of expressing it, if I am sincere; sincerity being the honest realization of myself without hurt or pain for my life or any life my life touches.
I want to become a truly LOVING SPIRIT.
Let my words, if I must speak, become the restoration of your soul.
But when speech is silent, does a man project the great depth of his sensitivity.
When I touch You, or Kiss You, or Hold You, I AM SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS.
Walter Rinder (Copyright)
THE FLOWER
She sits as lonely as a flower,
Looking as though she hasn't any power.
The thing that she fears most of all,
Is if someone doesn't help her soon,
She believes that she will fall.
Fall to another world that she doesn't know,
And then she will have to find somewhere to go.
"But where?" she asks herself in the dark night,
Will it be easy? Or will she have to fight?
And then along comes another flower,
That helps to support her and give her that power
And now her #1 fear, the fall,
Doesn't seem a big deal at all.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Why??
Why do the angels sing in a choir?
And why is the devil know for fire?
Why do the devil and God collide?
And how did we come to take God's side?
Is it because god is much more sweeter,
And that the devil is no match for a leader?
Did the devil ever make God mad?
Is that why he is so very, very bad?
Why does the devil live under the ground?
And why does God, on the world, look down?
Is he checking up on us to see if we're alright?
Or is he seeing if the devil wants one last fight?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
My Destiny
I am a person, part of the world,
I am respected by mankind.
But now a sad side to this story,
I fear that sometime my destiny will trap me.
It won't let me go, for this was meant to be.
How will I love? My destiny knows.
How will I die? My destiny knows.
I don't want my life to be preplanned.
I don't understand how this works,
For I want to make my own decisions.
And I want to lead my own life.
If I change a decision, will it break my destiny?
Or will my destiny have that already planned?
Is there any way to break this cycle?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Sleep
Sleep? That is something for I don't have time,
But I have to keep going to sooth my mind.
Which is where the questions in my head form,
But I must quit travelling through this horrid storm.
Where are the answers? They are what I seek,
But I haven't even got to take a peek.
If I don't find something very soon
I will be worthless, and out with be the moon.
I've gone to far, I must not go back,
So I shelter myself in an old shack.
The next morning I arise to see,
That the answers that I seek now don't affect me.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
The Confessions of an Executer
The man walks slowly through the place
That has a picture of the lord's face.
To confess himself to a forgiving man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
But he doesn't have time to confess what he's done wrong,
For the clock strikes twelve as the church bell bongs.
It is time for him to face the sun,
For he must not, cannot live with what he's done.
He looks at the clock to make sure he's on time,
It is not time for them yet to chime.
He runs to where his destiny awaits,
And he counts his blessings that he isn't late.
He thinks of what he's done to all those innocent people,
As he prepares his equipment under a steeple.
For he wants everyone to know,
That he is the one who should truly go.
As the bell chimes at exactly five,
You can hear the sound eco through the sky.
And also the forgiveness of a man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
where the sun shines very brightly, interspersed with gentle rain.
And in a nearby Province, in a country close to here,
Lives a sweet and loving maiden whom to me is very dear.
How I'd love to find the garden and there the maiden take,
to love and comfort give her - and for her - a happy life I'd make.
But alas! this cannot happen, except within my mind,
So I'll keep right on a searching, til that garden I shall find.
Then I'll sit among the birches and the tall and stately pine,
I'll confer with Mother Nature and dream that she is mine.
T.M...08/15/97
Forgotten Senses
People I've met, places I've been.
Can anyone tell me, What does this mean?
I see, I smell, and touch like you.
That doesn't mean I think the same too.
It brings upon a thought that I hold.
Is life just a line, or printed in bold.
What am I missing to finish the touch?
I'm asking for comfort and love, is that to much.
You see with your eyes and touch with your hand
But sometimes life can smell pretty bland.
I can smell sweet scents, and see pretty much
But am I still missing a warm-hearted touch?
by Jared Savage(C) 1997
You Control your Destiny...
If you think you are beaten-you are.
If you think you dare not-you don't.
If you'd love to win, but you think you can't,
It's almost a cinch that you won't.
If you think you'll lose-you've lost,
For out in the world you'll find
Success begins with a fellow's will,
It's all in the state of mind.
If you think that you're outclassed-you are.
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life's battle doesn't always go
To the swifter or faster woman,
But sooner or later the woman who wins
Is the woman who thinks she can.
P.Clancy
passed this on to me....Thanks Sonny...
Some people may call me romantic
While others may think I am naive
And some may say that I'm just a fool
And laugh at what I believe.
I believe in hugs and long tender kisses
Walking hand in hand on a bright sunny day
I believe in trust, honesty and loyalty
And staying together always.
I think that I am one of the few people left
Who believes there is someone for me
To bring love, laughter, and happy endings
To be mine for eternity.
BKJ 3-11-97
What Does "Thank You" Really Mean
"Thank you" is one of those wonderful phrases
people use to express a special gratitude.
But there's often a lot more to it
than those two words can say.
When it comes from the heart, from deep inside
the nicest feelings and the most special thoughts,
"Thank you" means so much.
It means thank you for taking the time to show
that you care. It means "you really made my day,"
and sometimes it means that you really make all
the days so much better.
It means you can make me feel so nice,
and I wish I could do the same for you...
just be letting you know how much you mean to me.
"Thank you" means you didn't have to...
but I'm so grateful that you did.
"Thank you" means that you've done something special
that I'll never forget.
Chris Gallatin
To the Love of My Life
To the love of my life
To someone that I hold dear
To the love of my life
I would give anything to have you here.
To the love of my life
Why can't we be together
To the love of my life
I promise to love you forever and forever.
To the love of my life
You mean the world to me
To the love of my life
In my arms is where I want you to be.
To the love of my life
I promise to cherish, honor, and obey
To the love of my life
I want you to be with me until my dying day.
To the love of my life
You will always be in my heart
To the love of my life
I promise that we will never part.
To the love of my life
I pledge this love I have for you
To the love of my life
I would be overjoyed for a pledge of yours too.
JSB (C) 1997
Door of Love
We knocked on the door of love
We walked through it together
The door closed quickly behind us
We are locked in here forever.
We knocked on the door of love
Knowing that we both wanted to enter
The door opened so quietly
We walked through it so fast,
Escaping the coldness of winter.
JSB (C) 1997
She came from the darkness and into my life
Amid all the toils of struggle and strife
She came from only God knows where
And now when I need her the most
I don't have to look far because she is there.
She came into my life a complete stranger to me
Our love has grown and I truly know
By my side she will always be
The love we share grows deeper and deeper
A love blessed by the hands of our Heavenly Keeper.
She came into my life and taught me how to smile
A smile that lasts for a very long while
I will never question why she came to me
But our love is there for all the world to see.
Our love for each other will never diminish
But only grow stronger and stronger
Till the marker on our graves say
Their lives here on earth are finally finished.
JSB (C) 1997
The following poem was written by my niece Lindsay McKay...Lindsay is only 12 years old. What a fantastic poem Lindsay!! I love it so much!! Thanks!!
SPRING
I look out my window and what do I see?
Nothing at all but snow covered trees!
I wonder if this is where Spring has gone
Because there are not any flowers on my lawn.
All the trees' branches are still bare
And the leaves have gone where??
I guess they all haven't yet bloomed
And all this I am seeing from the window in my room.
Robins, Sparrows, and Blue Jays..??
None of these exist on this dreadful day.
Chirp-chirp and tweet-tweetily up
None of these sounds to wake us up.
The next morning I suddenly arise
And what do I see to my surprise??
Now it is Spring that I begin to see
It is true?? Is Winter free??
Now the temperature is above zero
And I feel as though spring is a hero
For it defeated winters freezing grasp
And never again will Winter and Spring clasp!
Lindsay McKay (C) March 1997
CHASING HAPPINESS
Everyday I feel closer to my goal
Of living in a world where I feel whole.
Everynight I feel like I'm chasing happiness
This need in my life I have to address.
When I look in the mirror I see freedom from a distance
When I stare into your eyes, I feel a way around your resistance.
I wish I could express my love and my laughter
Instead of realizing that beauty the morning after.
When you chase your dreams down the darkest street
The capture will make your efforts complete.
So never give up on life's gentle caress
For that is the day when you catch life's happiness.
Martin Mckee (C) March 1997
The following poem is dedicated to "1/2 of Deuce"....Did you know Deuces are magnificent pairs. They are usually found separated by great distance. Most persistent of creatures on the planet though. Nothing will stop the two from being together. They have been known to fly great distance. In the Guiness World book, it says they mate for life! And with a greater fierceness of love & life they defend and depend on their opposite half! There is only a pair of deuces left on the entire planet...therefore that pair of deuces must be the most amorous, aggravating, stimulating, loving, caring, fairing, staring, smart, beautiful and intense creatures to have ever lived.
"Don't Forget the Red Rose of Passion"
As the red rose whispers out with passion
As the white rose breathes out with love
As your heart beats with love
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
The red rose stands out like the falcon soars, in the wild blue yonder
The white rose is like a white dove in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
But I send you a red rose with a cream white rosebud
With the petals standing out like an eagles wings in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
For love is something that comes from the heart
Pure as the dream flows of love
As the sweetest kisses and desires on the lips
Don't forget to give a red rose of passion to someone you love!
"2"...I now send to you the open petals of the red rose of my heart
Not only that, but with the white bud which is the balance
As surely as I am the red, you be the white which sets off my soul!!
Tonya Payne (Copyright 1997)
WOW!!...What powerful words of Inspiration...Thanks Ted!
You are the thousand winds that blow
You are the diamonds glint of snow
You are the sunlight on ripened grain
You are the gentle autumns rain
When I awaken in the morning hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
And you are the star that lights my night.
Author unknown
The following poem/ballad was sent to me by a Net Friend and is dedicated to "TWO" Net Lovers...You know who you are!!! WOW!! This is so passionate and very powerful!!
SPECTRUM OF LOVE
"I Love You"
There is a much greater motivation than simply my spoken words.
For me, to Love, is to commit myself freely and without reservation.
I am sincerely interested in your happiness and well being.
Whatever your needs are, I will try to fufill them and will bend in my values depending on the importance of your need.
If you are lonely and need me, I will be there.
If in the loneliness you need to talk, I will listen.
If you need to listen, I will talk.
If you need the strength of human touch, I will touch you.
If you need to be held, I will hold you.
I will lie naked in body with you if that be your need.
If you need fulfillment of the flesh, I will give you that also, but only through my love.
I will try to be consistent with you so that you will understand the core of my personality and from that understanding you can gain strength and security that I am acting as me.
I may falter with my moods. I may project, at times, a strangeness that is alien to you which may bewilder you or frighten you.
There will be times when you question my motives. But because people are never constant and are as changeable as the seasons, I will try to build within you a faith in my fundamental attitude and show you that my inconsistency is only for the moment and not a lasting part of me.
I will show you love now. Each and every day, for each day is a lifetime.
Every day we live, we learn more how to love.
I will not defer my love or neglect it, for if I wait until tomorrow, tomorrow never comes.
It is like a cloud in the sky, passing by. They always do, you know!
If I give you kindness and understanding, then I will receive your faith.
If I give you hate and dishonesty, I will receive your distrust.
If I give you fear and am afraid, you will become afraid and fear me.
I will give you what you need to receive.
The degree of love I give is determined by my own capability.
My capability is determined by the environment of my past experiences and my understanding of love, truth and God.
My understanding is determined by my parents, friends, places I have lived and been.
Each experience is fed into my mind from living.
I will give you as much love as I can.
If you show me how to give more, then I will give more.
I can only give you as much love as you need to receive or allow me to give.
If you receive a portion of my love, then I will give others the balance I am capable of giving.
I must give all that I have, being what I am.
Love is universal. Love is the movement of LIFE.
I have loved a child, a girl, my parents, art, nature. All things in life I find beautiful.
No human being or society has the right to condemn any kind of love I feel or my way of expressing it, if I am sincere; sincerity being the honest realization of myself without hurt or pain for my life or any life my life touches.
I want to become a truly LOVING SPIRIT.
Let my words, if I must speak, become the restoration of your soul.
But when speech is silent, does a man project the great depth of his sensitivity.
When I touch You, or Kiss You, or Hold You, I AM SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS.
Walter Rinder (Copyright)
THE FLOWER
She sits as lonely as a flower,
Looking as though she hasn't any power.
The thing that she fears most of all,
Is if someone doesn't help her soon,
She believes that she will fall.
Fall to another world that she doesn't know,
And then she will have to find somewhere to go.
"But where?" she asks herself in the dark night,
Will it be easy? Or will she have to fight?
And then along comes another flower,
That helps to support her and give her that power
And now her #1 fear, the fall,
Doesn't seem a big deal at all.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Why??
Why do the angels sing in a choir?
And why is the devil know for fire?
Why do the devil and God collide?
And how did we come to take God's side?
Is it because god is much more sweeter,
And that the devil is no match for a leader?
Did the devil ever make God mad?
Is that why he is so very, very bad?
Why does the devil live under the ground?
And why does God, on the world, look down?
Is he checking up on us to see if we're alright?
Or is he seeing if the devil wants one last fight?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
My Destiny
I am a person, part of the world,
I am respected by mankind.
But now a sad side to this story,
I fear that sometime my destiny will trap me.
It won't let me go, for this was meant to be.
How will I love? My destiny knows.
How will I die? My destiny knows.
I don't want my life to be preplanned.
I don't understand how this works,
For I want to make my own decisions.
And I want to lead my own life.
If I change a decision, will it break my destiny?
Or will my destiny have that already planned?
Is there any way to break this cycle?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Sleep
Sleep? That is something for I don't have time,
But I have to keep going to sooth my mind.
Which is where the questions in my head form,
But I must quit travelling through this horrid storm.
Where are the answers? They are what I seek,
But I haven't even got to take a peek.
If I don't find something very soon
I will be worthless, and out with be the moon.
I've gone to far, I must not go back,
So I shelter myself in an old shack.
The next morning I arise to see,
That the answers that I seek now don't affect me.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
The Confessions of an Executer
The man walks slowly through the place
That has a picture of the lord's face.
To confess himself to a forgiving man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
But he doesn't have time to confess what he's done wrong,
For the clock strikes twelve as the church bell bongs.
It is time for him to face the sun,
For he must not, cannot live with what he's done.
He looks at the clock to make sure he's on time,
It is not time for them yet to chime.
He runs to where his destiny awaits,
And he counts his blessings that he isn't late.
He thinks of what he's done to all those innocent people,
As he prepares his equipment under a steeple.
For he wants everyone to know,
That he is the one who should truly go.
As the bell chimes at exactly five,
You can hear the sound eco through the sky.
And also the forgiveness of a man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Can anyone tell me, What does this mean?
I see, I smell, and touch like you.
That doesn't mean I think the same too.
It brings upon a thought that I hold.
Is life just a line, or printed in bold.
What am I missing to finish the touch?
I'm asking for comfort and love, is that to much.
You see with your eyes and touch with your hand
But sometimes life can smell pretty bland.
I can smell sweet scents, and see pretty much
But am I still missing a warm-hearted touch?
by Jared Savage(C) 1997
You Control your Destiny...
If you think you are beaten-you are.
If you think you dare not-you don't.
If you'd love to win, but you think you can't,
It's almost a cinch that you won't.
If you think you'll lose-you've lost,
For out in the world you'll find
Success begins with a fellow's will,
It's all in the state of mind.
If you think that you're outclassed-you are.
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life's battle doesn't always go
To the swifter or faster woman,
But sooner or later the woman who wins
Is the woman who thinks she can.
P.Clancy
Some people may call me romantic
While others may think I am naive
And some may say that I'm just a fool
And laugh at what I believe.
I believe in hugs and long tender kisses
Walking hand in hand on a bright sunny day
I believe in trust, honesty and loyalty
And staying together always.
I think that I am one of the few people left
Who believes there is someone for me
To bring love, laughter, and happy endings
To be mine for eternity.
BKJ 3-11-97
What Does "Thank You" Really Mean
"Thank you" is one of those wonderful phrases
people use to express a special gratitude.
But there's often a lot more to it
than those two words can say.
When it comes from the heart, from deep inside
the nicest feelings and the most special thoughts,
"Thank you" means so much.
It means thank you for taking the time to show
that you care. It means "you really made my day,"
and sometimes it means that you really make all
the days so much better.
It means you can make me feel so nice,
and I wish I could do the same for you...
just be letting you know how much you mean to me.
"Thank you" means you didn't have to...
but I'm so grateful that you did.
"Thank you" means that you've done something special
that I'll never forget.
Chris Gallatin
To the Love of My Life
To the love of my life
To someone that I hold dear
To the love of my life
I would give anything to have you here.
To the love of my life
Why can't we be together
To the love of my life
I promise to love you forever and forever.
To the love of my life
You mean the world to me
To the love of my life
In my arms is where I want you to be.
To the love of my life
I promise to cherish, honor, and obey
To the love of my life
I want you to be with me until my dying day.
To the love of my life
You will always be in my heart
To the love of my life
I promise that we will never part.
To the love of my life
I pledge this love I have for you
To the love of my life
I would be overjoyed for a pledge of yours too.
JSB (C) 1997
Door of Love
We knocked on the door of love
We walked through it together
The door closed quickly behind us
We are locked in here forever.
We knocked on the door of love
Knowing that we both wanted to enter
The door opened so quietly
We walked through it so fast,
Escaping the coldness of winter.
JSB (C) 1997
She came from the darkness and into my life
Amid all the toils of struggle and strife
She came from only God knows where
And now when I need her the most
I don't have to look far because she is there.
She came into my life a complete stranger to me
Our love has grown and I truly know
By my side she will always be
The love we share grows deeper and deeper
A love blessed by the hands of our Heavenly Keeper.
She came into my life and taught me how to smile
A smile that lasts for a very long while
I will never question why she came to me
But our love is there for all the world to see.
Our love for each other will never diminish
But only grow stronger and stronger
Till the marker on our graves say
Their lives here on earth are finally finished.
JSB (C) 1997
The following poem was written by my niece Lindsay McKay...Lindsay is only 12 years old. What a fantastic poem Lindsay!! I love it so much!! Thanks!!
SPRING
I look out my window and what do I see?
Nothing at all but snow covered trees!
I wonder if this is where Spring has gone
Because there are not any flowers on my lawn.
All the trees' branches are still bare
And the leaves have gone where??
I guess they all haven't yet bloomed
And all this I am seeing from the window in my room.
Robins, Sparrows, and Blue Jays..??
None of these exist on this dreadful day.
Chirp-chirp and tweet-tweetily up
None of these sounds to wake us up.
The next morning I suddenly arise
And what do I see to my surprise??
Now it is Spring that I begin to see
It is true?? Is Winter free??
Now the temperature is above zero
And I feel as though spring is a hero
For it defeated winters freezing grasp
And never again will Winter and Spring clasp!
Lindsay McKay (C) March 1997
CHASING HAPPINESS
Everyday I feel closer to my goal
Of living in a world where I feel whole.
Everynight I feel like I'm chasing happiness
This need in my life I have to address.
When I look in the mirror I see freedom from a distance
When I stare into your eyes, I feel a way around your resistance.
I wish I could express my love and my laughter
Instead of realizing that beauty the morning after.
When you chase your dreams down the darkest street
The capture will make your efforts complete.
So never give up on life's gentle caress
For that is the day when you catch life's happiness.
Martin Mckee (C) March 1997
The following poem is dedicated to "1/2 of Deuce"....Did you know Deuces are magnificent pairs. They are usually found separated by great distance. Most persistent of creatures on the planet though. Nothing will stop the two from being together. They have been known to fly great distance. In the Guiness World book, it says they mate for life! And with a greater fierceness of love & life they defend and depend on their opposite half! There is only a pair of deuces left on the entire planet...therefore that pair of deuces must be the most amorous, aggravating, stimulating, loving, caring, fairing, staring, smart, beautiful and intense creatures to have ever lived.
"Don't Forget the Red Rose of Passion"
As the red rose whispers out with passion
As the white rose breathes out with love
As your heart beats with love
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
The red rose stands out like the falcon soars, in the wild blue yonder
The white rose is like a white dove in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
But I send you a red rose with a cream white rosebud
With the petals standing out like an eagles wings in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
For love is something that comes from the heart
Pure as the dream flows of love
As the sweetest kisses and desires on the lips
Don't forget to give a red rose of passion to someone you love!
"2"...I now send to you the open petals of the red rose of my heart
Not only that, but with the white bud which is the balance
As surely as I am the red, you be the white which sets off my soul!!
Tonya Payne (Copyright 1997)
WOW!!...What powerful words of Inspiration...Thanks Ted!
You are the thousand winds that blow
You are the diamonds glint of snow
You are the sunlight on ripened grain
You are the gentle autumns rain
When I awaken in the morning hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
And you are the star that lights my night.
Author unknown
The following poem/ballad was sent to me by a Net Friend and is dedicated to "TWO" Net Lovers...You know who you are!!! WOW!! This is so passionate and very powerful!!
SPECTRUM OF LOVE
"I Love You"
There is a much greater motivation than simply my spoken words.
For me, to Love, is to commit myself freely and without reservation.
I am sincerely interested in your happiness and well being.
Whatever your needs are, I will try to fufill them and will bend in my values depending on the importance of your need.
If you are lonely and need me, I will be there.
If in the loneliness you need to talk, I will listen.
If you need to listen, I will talk.
If you need the strength of human touch, I will touch you.
If you need to be held, I will hold you.
I will lie naked in body with you if that be your need.
If you need fulfillment of the flesh, I will give you that also, but only through my love.
I will try to be consistent with you so that you will understand the core of my personality and from that understanding you can gain strength and security that I am acting as me.
I may falter with my moods. I may project, at times, a strangeness that is alien to you which may bewilder you or frighten you.
There will be times when you question my motives. But because people are never constant and are as changeable as the seasons, I will try to build within you a faith in my fundamental attitude and show you that my inconsistency is only for the moment and not a lasting part of me.
I will show you love now. Each and every day, for each day is a lifetime.
Every day we live, we learn more how to love.
I will not defer my love or neglect it, for if I wait until tomorrow, tomorrow never comes.
It is like a cloud in the sky, passing by. They always do, you know!
If I give you kindness and understanding, then I will receive your faith.
If I give you hate and dishonesty, I will receive your distrust.
If I give you fear and am afraid, you will become afraid and fear me.
I will give you what you need to receive.
The degree of love I give is determined by my own capability.
My capability is determined by the environment of my past experiences and my understanding of love, truth and God.
My understanding is determined by my parents, friends, places I have lived and been.
Each experience is fed into my mind from living.
I will give you as much love as I can.
If you show me how to give more, then I will give more.
I can only give you as much love as you need to receive or allow me to give.
If you receive a portion of my love, then I will give others the balance I am capable of giving.
I must give all that I have, being what I am.
Love is universal. Love is the movement of LIFE.
I have loved a child, a girl, my parents, art, nature. All things in life I find beautiful.
No human being or society has the right to condemn any kind of love I feel or my way of expressing it, if I am sincere; sincerity being the honest realization of myself without hurt or pain for my life or any life my life touches.
I want to become a truly LOVING SPIRIT.
Let my words, if I must speak, become the restoration of your soul.
But when speech is silent, does a man project the great depth of his sensitivity.
When I touch You, or Kiss You, or Hold You, I AM SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS.
Walter Rinder (Copyright)
THE FLOWER
She sits as lonely as a flower,
Looking as though she hasn't any power.
The thing that she fears most of all,
Is if someone doesn't help her soon,
She believes that she will fall.
Fall to another world that she doesn't know,
And then she will have to find somewhere to go.
"But where?" she asks herself in the dark night,
Will it be easy? Or will she have to fight?
And then along comes another flower,
That helps to support her and give her that power
And now her #1 fear, the fall,
Doesn't seem a big deal at all.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Why??
Why do the angels sing in a choir?
And why is the devil know for fire?
Why do the devil and God collide?
And how did we come to take God's side?
Is it because god is much more sweeter,
And that the devil is no match for a leader?
Did the devil ever make God mad?
Is that why he is so very, very bad?
Why does the devil live under the ground?
And why does God, on the world, look down?
Is he checking up on us to see if we're alright?
Or is he seeing if the devil wants one last fight?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
My Destiny
I am a person, part of the world,
I am respected by mankind.
But now a sad side to this story,
I fear that sometime my destiny will trap me.
It won't let me go, for this was meant to be.
How will I love? My destiny knows.
How will I die? My destiny knows.
I don't want my life to be preplanned.
I don't understand how this works,
For I want to make my own decisions.
And I want to lead my own life.
If I change a decision, will it break my destiny?
Or will my destiny have that already planned?
Is there any way to break this cycle?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Sleep
Sleep? That is something for I don't have time,
But I have to keep going to sooth my mind.
Which is where the questions in my head form,
But I must quit travelling through this horrid storm.
Where are the answers? They are what I seek,
But I haven't even got to take a peek.
If I don't find something very soon
I will be worthless, and out with be the moon.
I've gone to far, I must not go back,
So I shelter myself in an old shack.
The next morning I arise to see,
That the answers that I seek now don't affect me.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
The Confessions of an Executer
The man walks slowly through the place
That has a picture of the lord's face.
To confess himself to a forgiving man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
But he doesn't have time to confess what he's done wrong,
For the clock strikes twelve as the church bell bongs.
It is time for him to face the sun,
For he must not, cannot live with what he's done.
He looks at the clock to make sure he's on time,
It is not time for them yet to chime.
He runs to where his destiny awaits,
And he counts his blessings that he isn't late.
He thinks of what he's done to all those innocent people,
As he prepares his equipment under a steeple.
For he wants everyone to know,
That he is the one who should truly go.
As the bell chimes at exactly five,
You can hear the sound eco through the sky.
And also the forgiveness of a man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
To someone that I hold dear
To the love of my life
I would give anything to have you here.
To the love of my life
Why can't we be together
To the love of my life
I promise to love you forever and forever.
To the love of my life
You mean the world to me
To the love of my life
In my arms is where I want you to be.
To the love of my life
I promise to cherish, honor, and obey
To the love of my life
I want you to be with me until my dying day.
To the love of my life
You will always be in my heart
To the love of my life
I promise that we will never part.
To the love of my life
I pledge this love I have for you
To the love of my life
I would be overjoyed for a pledge of yours too.
JSB (C) 1997
Door of Love
We knocked on the door of love
We walked through it together
The door closed quickly behind us
We are locked in here forever.
We knocked on the door of love
Knowing that we both wanted to enter
The door opened so quietly
We walked through it so fast,
Escaping the coldness of winter.
JSB (C) 1997
She came from the darkness and into my life
Amid all the toils of struggle and strife
She came from only God knows where
And now when I need her the most
I don't have to look far because she is there.
She came into my life a complete stranger to me
Our love has grown and I truly know
By my side she will always be
The love we share grows deeper and deeper
A love blessed by the hands of our Heavenly Keeper.
She came into my life and taught me how to smile
A smile that lasts for a very long while
I will never question why she came to me
But our love is there for all the world to see.
Our love for each other will never diminish
But only grow stronger and stronger
Till the marker on our graves say
Their lives here on earth are finally finished.
JSB (C) 1997
The following poem was written by my niece Lindsay McKay...Lindsay is only 12 years old. What a fantastic poem Lindsay!! I love it so much!! Thanks!!
SPRING
I look out my window and what do I see?
Nothing at all but snow covered trees!
I wonder if this is where Spring has gone
Because there are not any flowers on my lawn.
All the trees' branches are still bare
And the leaves have gone where??
I guess they all haven't yet bloomed
And all this I am seeing from the window in my room.
Robins, Sparrows, and Blue Jays..??
None of these exist on this dreadful day.
Chirp-chirp and tweet-tweetily up
None of these sounds to wake us up.
The next morning I suddenly arise
And what do I see to my surprise??
Now it is Spring that I begin to see
It is true?? Is Winter free??
Now the temperature is above zero
And I feel as though spring is a hero
For it defeated winters freezing grasp
And never again will Winter and Spring clasp!
Lindsay McKay (C) March 1997
CHASING HAPPINESS
Everyday I feel closer to my goal
Of living in a world where I feel whole.
Everynight I feel like I'm chasing happiness
This need in my life I have to address.
When I look in the mirror I see freedom from a distance
When I stare into your eyes, I feel a way around your resistance.
I wish I could express my love and my laughter
Instead of realizing that beauty the morning after.
When you chase your dreams down the darkest street
The capture will make your efforts complete.
So never give up on life's gentle caress
For that is the day when you catch life's happiness.
Martin Mckee (C) March 1997
The following poem is dedicated to "1/2 of Deuce"....Did you know Deuces are magnificent pairs. They are usually found separated by great distance. Most persistent of creatures on the planet though. Nothing will stop the two from being together. They have been known to fly great distance. In the Guiness World book, it says they mate for life! And with a greater fierceness of love & life they defend and depend on their opposite half! There is only a pair of deuces left on the entire planet...therefore that pair of deuces must be the most amorous, aggravating, stimulating, loving, caring, fairing, staring, smart, beautiful and intense creatures to have ever lived.
"Don't Forget the Red Rose of Passion"
As the red rose whispers out with passion
As the white rose breathes out with love
As your heart beats with love
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
The red rose stands out like the falcon soars, in the wild blue yonder
The white rose is like a white dove in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
But I send you a red rose with a cream white rosebud
With the petals standing out like an eagles wings in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
For love is something that comes from the heart
Pure as the dream flows of love
As the sweetest kisses and desires on the lips
Don't forget to give a red rose of passion to someone you love!
"2"...I now send to you the open petals of the red rose of my heart
Not only that, but with the white bud which is the balance
As surely as I am the red, you be the white which sets off my soul!!
Tonya Payne (Copyright 1997)
WOW!!...What powerful words of Inspiration...Thanks Ted!
You are the thousand winds that blow
You are the diamonds glint of snow
You are the sunlight on ripened grain
You are the gentle autumns rain
When I awaken in the morning hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
And you are the star that lights my night.
Author unknown
The following poem/ballad was sent to me by a Net Friend and is dedicated to "TWO" Net Lovers...You know who you are!!! WOW!! This is so passionate and very powerful!!
SPECTRUM OF LOVE
"I Love You"
There is a much greater motivation than simply my spoken words.
For me, to Love, is to commit myself freely and without reservation.
I am sincerely interested in your happiness and well being.
Whatever your needs are, I will try to fufill them and will bend in my values depending on the importance of your need.
If you are lonely and need me, I will be there.
If in the loneliness you need to talk, I will listen.
If you need to listen, I will talk.
If you need the strength of human touch, I will touch you.
If you need to be held, I will hold you.
I will lie naked in body with you if that be your need.
If you need fulfillment of the flesh, I will give you that also, but only through my love.
I will try to be consistent with you so that you will understand the core of my personality and from that understanding you can gain strength and security that I am acting as me.
I may falter with my moods. I may project, at times, a strangeness that is alien to you which may bewilder you or frighten you.
There will be times when you question my motives. But because people are never constant and are as changeable as the seasons, I will try to build within you a faith in my fundamental attitude and show you that my inconsistency is only for the moment and not a lasting part of me.
I will show you love now. Each and every day, for each day is a lifetime.
Every day we live, we learn more how to love.
I will not defer my love or neglect it, for if I wait until tomorrow, tomorrow never comes.
It is like a cloud in the sky, passing by. They always do, you know!
If I give you kindness and understanding, then I will receive your faith.
If I give you hate and dishonesty, I will receive your distrust.
If I give you fear and am afraid, you will become afraid and fear me.
I will give you what you need to receive.
The degree of love I give is determined by my own capability.
My capability is determined by the environment of my past experiences and my understanding of love, truth and God.
My understanding is determined by my parents, friends, places I have lived and been.
Each experience is fed into my mind from living.
I will give you as much love as I can.
If you show me how to give more, then I will give more.
I can only give you as much love as you need to receive or allow me to give.
If you receive a portion of my love, then I will give others the balance I am capable of giving.
I must give all that I have, being what I am.
Love is universal. Love is the movement of LIFE.
I have loved a child, a girl, my parents, art, nature. All things in life I find beautiful.
No human being or society has the right to condemn any kind of love I feel or my way of expressing it, if I am sincere; sincerity being the honest realization of myself without hurt or pain for my life or any life my life touches.
I want to become a truly LOVING SPIRIT.
Let my words, if I must speak, become the restoration of your soul.
But when speech is silent, does a man project the great depth of his sensitivity.
When I touch You, or Kiss You, or Hold You, I AM SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS.
Walter Rinder (Copyright)
THE FLOWER
She sits as lonely as a flower,
Looking as though she hasn't any power.
The thing that she fears most of all,
Is if someone doesn't help her soon,
She believes that she will fall.
Fall to another world that she doesn't know,
And then she will have to find somewhere to go.
"But where?" she asks herself in the dark night,
Will it be easy? Or will she have to fight?
And then along comes another flower,
That helps to support her and give her that power
And now her #1 fear, the fall,
Doesn't seem a big deal at all.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Why??
Why do the angels sing in a choir?
And why is the devil know for fire?
Why do the devil and God collide?
And how did we come to take God's side?
Is it because god is much more sweeter,
And that the devil is no match for a leader?
Did the devil ever make God mad?
Is that why he is so very, very bad?
Why does the devil live under the ground?
And why does God, on the world, look down?
Is he checking up on us to see if we're alright?
Or is he seeing if the devil wants one last fight?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
My Destiny
I am a person, part of the world,
I am respected by mankind.
But now a sad side to this story,
I fear that sometime my destiny will trap me.
It won't let me go, for this was meant to be.
How will I love? My destiny knows.
How will I die? My destiny knows.
I don't want my life to be preplanned.
I don't understand how this works,
For I want to make my own decisions.
And I want to lead my own life.
If I change a decision, will it break my destiny?
Or will my destiny have that already planned?
Is there any way to break this cycle?
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Sleep
Sleep? That is something for I don't have time,
But I have to keep going to sooth my mind.
Which is where the questions in my head form,
But I must quit travelling through this horrid storm.
Where are the answers? They are what I seek,
But I haven't even got to take a peek.
If I don't find something very soon
I will be worthless, and out with be the moon.
I've gone to far, I must not go back,
So I shelter myself in an old shack.
The next morning I arise to see,
That the answers that I seek now don't affect me.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
The Confessions of an Executer
The man walks slowly through the place
That has a picture of the lord's face.
To confess himself to a forgiving man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
But he doesn't have time to confess what he's done wrong,
For the clock strikes twelve as the church bell bongs.
It is time for him to face the sun,
For he must not, cannot live with what he's done.
He looks at the clock to make sure he's on time,
It is not time for them yet to chime.
He runs to where his destiny awaits,
And he counts his blessings that he isn't late.
He thinks of what he's done to all those innocent people,
As he prepares his equipment under a steeple.
For he wants everyone to know,
That he is the one who should truly go.
As the bell chimes at exactly five,
You can hear the sound eco through the sky.
And also the forgiveness of a man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
Lindsay McKay (C) February 1998
Amid all the toils of struggle and strife
She came from only God knows where
And now when I need her the most
I don't have to look far because she is there.
She came into my life a complete stranger to me
Our love has grown and I truly know
By my side she will always be
The love we share grows deeper and deeper
A love blessed by the hands of our Heavenly Keeper.
She came into my life and taught me how to smile
A smile that lasts for a very long while
I will never question why she came to me
But our love is there for all the world to see.
Our love for each other will never diminish
But only grow stronger and stronger
Till the marker on our graves say
Their lives here on earth are finally finished.
Nothing at all but snow covered trees!
I wonder if this is where Spring has gone
Because there are not any flowers on my lawn.
All the trees' branches are still bare
And the leaves have gone where??
I guess they all haven't yet bloomed
And all this I am seeing from the window in my room.
Robins, Sparrows, and Blue Jays..??
None of these exist on this dreadful day.
Chirp-chirp and tweet-tweetily up
None of these sounds to wake us up.
The next morning I suddenly arise
And what do I see to my surprise??
Now it is Spring that I begin to see
It is true?? Is Winter free??
Now the temperature is above zero
And I feel as though spring is a hero
For it defeated winters freezing grasp
And never again will Winter and Spring clasp!
Of living in a world where I feel whole.
Everynight I feel like I'm chasing happiness
This need in my life I have to address.
When I look in the mirror I see freedom from a distance
When I stare into your eyes, I feel a way around your resistance.
I wish I could express my love and my laughter
Instead of realizing that beauty the morning after.
When you chase your dreams down the darkest street
The capture will make your efforts complete.
So never give up on life's gentle caress
For that is the day when you catch life's happiness.
As the white rose breathes out with love
As your heart beats with love
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
The red rose stands out like the falcon soars, in the wild blue yonder
The white rose is like a white dove in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
But I send you a red rose with a cream white rosebud
With the petals standing out like an eagles wings in flight
Don't forget the red rose of passion.
For love is something that comes from the heart
Pure as the dream flows of love
As the sweetest kisses and desires on the lips
Don't forget to give a red rose of passion to someone you love!
"2"...I now send to you the open petals of the red rose of my heart
Not only that, but with the white bud which is the balance
As surely as I am the red, you be the white which sets off my soul!!
You are the diamonds glint of snow
You are the sunlight on ripened grain
You are the gentle autumns rain
When I awaken in the morning hush,
You are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
And you are the star that lights my night.
SPECTRUM OF LOVE
"I Love You"
There is a much greater motivation than simply my spoken words.
For me, to Love, is to commit myself freely and without reservation.
I am sincerely interested in your happiness and well being.
Whatever your needs are, I will try to fufill them and will bend in my values depending on the importance of your need.
If you are lonely and need me, I will be there.
If in the loneliness you need to talk, I will listen.
If you need to listen, I will talk.
If you need the strength of human touch, I will touch you.
If you need to be held, I will hold you.
I will lie naked in body with you if that be your need.
If you need fulfillment of the flesh, I will give you that also, but only through my love.
I will try to be consistent with you so that you will understand the core of my personality and from that understanding you can gain strength and security that I am acting as me.
I may falter with my moods. I may project, at times, a strangeness that is alien to you which may bewilder you or frighten you.
There will be times when you question my motives. But because people are never constant and are as changeable as the seasons, I will try to build within you a faith in my fundamental attitude and show you that my inconsistency is only for the moment and not a lasting part of me.
I will show you love now. Each and every day, for each day is a lifetime.
Every day we live, we learn more how to love.
I will not defer my love or neglect it, for if I wait until tomorrow, tomorrow never comes.
It is like a cloud in the sky, passing by. They always do, you know!
If I give you kindness and understanding, then I will receive your faith.
If I give you hate and dishonesty, I will receive your distrust.
If I give you fear and am afraid, you will become afraid and fear me.
I will give you what you need to receive.
The degree of love I give is determined by my own capability.
My capability is determined by the environment of my past experiences and my understanding of love, truth and God.
My understanding is determined by my parents, friends, places I have lived and been.
Each experience is fed into my mind from living.
I will give you as much love as I can.
If you show me how to give more, then I will give more.
I can only give you as much love as you need to receive or allow me to give.
If you receive a portion of my love, then I will give others the balance I am capable of giving.
I must give all that I have, being what I am.
Love is universal. Love is the movement of LIFE.
I have loved a child, a girl, my parents, art, nature. All things in life I find beautiful.
No human being or society has the right to condemn any kind of love I feel or my way of expressing it, if I am sincere; sincerity being the honest realization of myself without hurt or pain for my life or any life my life touches.
I want to become a truly LOVING SPIRIT.
Let my words, if I must speak, become the restoration of your soul.
But when speech is silent, does a man project the great depth of his sensitivity.
When I touch You, or Kiss You, or Hold You, I AM SAYING A THOUSAND WORDS.
Looking as though she hasn't any power.
The thing that she fears most of all,
Is if someone doesn't help her soon,
She believes that she will fall.
Fall to another world that she doesn't know,
And then she will have to find somewhere to go.
"But where?" she asks herself in the dark night,
Will it be easy? Or will she have to fight?
And then along comes another flower,
That helps to support her and give her that power
And now her #1 fear, the fall,
Doesn't seem a big deal at all.
And why is the devil know for fire?
Why do the devil and God collide?
And how did we come to take God's side?
Is it because god is much more sweeter,
And that the devil is no match for a leader?
Did the devil ever make God mad?
Is that why he is so very, very bad?
Why does the devil live under the ground?
And why does God, on the world, look down?
Is he checking up on us to see if we're alright?
Or is he seeing if the devil wants one last fight?
I am respected by mankind.
But now a sad side to this story,
I fear that sometime my destiny will trap me.
It won't let me go, for this was meant to be.
How will I love? My destiny knows.
How will I die? My destiny knows.
I don't want my life to be preplanned.
I don't understand how this works,
For I want to make my own decisions.
And I want to lead my own life.
If I change a decision, will it break my destiny?
Or will my destiny have that already planned?
Is there any way to break this cycle?
But I have to keep going to sooth my mind.
Which is where the questions in my head form,
But I must quit travelling through this horrid storm.
Where are the answers? They are what I seek,
But I haven't even got to take a peek.
If I don't find something very soon
I will be worthless, and out with be the moon.
I've gone to far, I must not go back,
So I shelter myself in an old shack.
The next morning I arise to see,
That the answers that I seek now don't affect me.
That has a picture of the lord's face.
To confess himself to a forgiving man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
But he doesn't have time to confess what he's done wrong,
For the clock strikes twelve as the church bell bongs.
It is time for him to face the sun,
For he must not, cannot live with what he's done.
He looks at the clock to make sure he's on time,
It is not time for them yet to chime.
He runs to where his destiny awaits,
And he counts his blessings that he isn't late.
He thinks of what he's done to all those innocent people,
As he prepares his equipment under a steeple.
For he wants everyone to know,
That he is the one who should truly go.
As the bell chimes at exactly five,
You can hear the sound eco through the sky.
And also the forgiveness of a man,
Who holds the bible in his right hand.
Be Glad you are the author of your own Fate, Director of your own Destiny!
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