Penny-ante Poetry

I had a perfect dream when I was fast asleep the world was completely peaceful love on earth was strong and deep stars shining like rare diamonds in an unpolluted sky people smile and say hello as they pass you by the waters weren't tainted cancer had been cured the leaders of the world all realized the pain their people had endured the wars all stopped, men dropped their guns people were singing in the street a Jewish man told his Christian friend I think our families should meet then I awoke to the shining sun I felt a bit confused so I sat down in my thinking chair and turned on the tv news there was rioting in the streets of France war in the east still rages on they closed the subways in New York because there was a rumor about a bomb think that's enough news for just one day? I know that I sure did but oh no, there was another story about a mom who killed her kid a hurricane destroyed a city by the sea the lady on the tv said it's because of pollution fr...

in the smallest hours when everyone is sleeping but me I worry, alone, lost rise to pour a glass of something toxic smoke and worry until the alcohol numbs my brain enough to sleep I worry about much that's beyond my control the world, the children, the misled and used long ago, in those small hours I dreamed instead of worried of a boy who would grow to a man who would be my love unconditional and pure I dreamed we'd marry and live by the sea I'd be a little wife and God willing a mother because our love would be so great that we'd have to share Life doesn't always turn out like you plan in the wee small hours of the morning on a saint's holiday I learned how cruel men could be how they take so carelessly something sacred toss it away into the wind gone scrubbed raw but not clean I dried my tears and carried on but the boy in my dreams faded... The nightmares returned with a vengeance maybe if I had met you all those years ago.....

A young woman sits beneath an old, burnt tree. A child plays before her closer to the sea. A memory reminds her of times so long ago. When she saw the power of love and its ability to grow. *** He was a prince a King amongst men who sought out to prove the sword will fall to the pen. She loved him far better than words could express, when he asked her to wed of course she said yes. Four years they found bliss danced in the light of the moon. When their daughter was born they named her for June. Though happiness reigned in their kingdom so fair- neighboring lands were at war rebellion rich in the air. One day she woke early he was not by her side. With trouble behind her she called, " Love, do you hide?" No voice rose to meet her she ran to her babe. the note pinned to June's blanket said, Yourselves you must save. Tears on her cheeks, fear enshrouding her heart, she scooped up her child and hid, from the battle, apart. Many hours they hid alone in...

Sand holds the memory of Hundreds, on a sinking ship. In the dark, icy Atlantic Perishing one by one... Water carries their last sounds Roaring through tubular waves. Each voice distinct yet unheard Carried under uncaring water, Kinetically cursing the sea.

I make sure, "I love you" is the last thing I say before I close the phone and the line goes dead. The smell of your perfume close to my face- as you recline, small, too small. beneath a borrowed afgan. Drip, Drip, Drip. A silent sound that haunts me...

My love is like a river rushing to the sea. Churning and slowly burning forever-endlessly. My love is warm and gentle a comfort in the night. Dreams once filled with terror are now beautiful and light. My love is ever joyful Like children playing in the snow. My love is always stable no wandering to and fro. My love completes me makes me better than I am. My love is truly a precious gift Part of God's great plan.

I loved you before I knew you your face, seen in my heart- Though I don't understand the reason God decided we should part. I guess you were too special, your spirit had to roam- but I can not wait to meet you when the Lord calls me back home