I remember his first day
I remember his last
He arrived midsummer
As long shadows were cast

I remember his first day
I remember his last
He left midwinter
But my heart held fast

Shelagh

Questions We Ask

Fractured perceptions and trampled on dreams,
Who's to say love isn't just as it seems?
Why do we question the meanings implied
While surfing the waves of emotion inside?
 
Why look to the future while stuck in the past,
Forsaking the truth of the die that's been cast?
And how do we relish a treasure unknown
If eyes that explore only focus alone?
 
Why not let go of what's been said and done,
And stroll on the beach in the warmth of the sun?
And when can a moment reclaim what is gone,
If darkness won't harbor the notion of dawn?
 
Why can't we ever give voice to our hearts
And listen intently when harmony starts?
And why do we analyze what is so pure,
When nothing in life is decidedly sure?
 
Questions we ask should remind us the depth
That's hidden inside every ardent breath.
Fear of the fall only closes the door...
Soon the kings horses won't come anymore.

Rachel

Mommy Dearest

When my heart gets shattered mommy dearest,
You are always the one who picks up the pieces,
You are always the one who puts them back together by hand,
Sealing it with your tender kiss,
To protect me from the pain that can kill my bliss,
Thank you mommy dearest for being there,
I love you so much that even this poem cannot show you
how much I care...

Spirit

Much More Than A Hello

He waves hello from across the room
My heart skips a beat
My lips form a smile
My hand waves back
I sigh
If only he knew
How much that small gesture meant to me.

Heather Werling

My Birmingham

A picture on my wall
Stares blankly back at me
A clean and empty canvass
That no one else can see

No artist there to paint it
It's me who fills the gap
Within the edges of the frame
Why can't life have a map

To show me what to do
To fill that empty space
To start building my Birmingham
With no regard to time or place

A painter comes into my room
He looks at me with knowing eyes
He knows the canvass that he sees
Is empty yet it's mine

Have I met her yet?
Am I on the right path?
He says I'll find out soon
There will be no turning back

A picture on my wall
If I look close I'll see
Shapes take form and colors flow
That no one else can see

Kris

Let the rain fall  
throughout the storm  
Let the rain dry  
when it storms no more  
Let the wind blow  
while the storm rages forth  
Let the wind stop  
when she closes the door  
Let the lighning flash  
during the hurricane  
Let the lightning burn out  
when there is no more pain  
Let the clouds be grey  
all through this downpour  
But let the clouds clear out  
When the sun's out for sure

Gone

Of all the people in my life
He was always there
Of everyone I ever knew
He was the one who cared

I never thought I'd lose him
I thought he'd stick around
But now he's disappeared
And never to be found

I cant believe he's gone
When he was always here
He'd always help me out
He took away my fear

I guess he couldn't deal
With all the pain he had
He went through so much stuff
And he was always mad

He'd help me with my problems
He'd take away my pain
When he's not around
I want to die again

His life had many troubles
But he'd still find the time
With all he had to go through
He'd help me get through mine

When he's not around
I feel so alone
I need him here with me
I can't do this on my own

Leanne

What If

What if I told you the secrets of my heart
My inner most thoughts
That nobody else has heard before
What if I told you my deepest desires
All of my hidden fantasies
Something only you can be trusted with
What if I told you everything I want
The story of my life
Everything there was to tell
What if I told you where my spirit dwells
Things I long to say
The kind of a person I really am
What if I told you what's behind my eyes
The emotions
That lie behind this face
What if I told you I love you

Jessica Layport

Finding Myself

Like autumn leaves
I'm falling
Like the earth in space
I'm spinning
Like soft, summer rain
I'm falling
Like windswept clouds
I'm floating
Like your eyes and soul
I'm searching
But when I look inside
I'm empty

Angela

Never Too Old To Learn

Wisdom comes with age they say -
You learn a little every day
And by the time that you are old
You know as much as you've been told.

But sometimes the young can quell your doubt
So show a little patience and hear them out
When with their honesty they impart
Knowledge that comes from the heart.

Shelagh

What You Don’t Know

You call it starting over, I call it repainting
Because you can never go back on words said
And move made
Hearts and lives are broken

How is it that a word so small
Could knock down anything tall
I always thought I was being me
Then why do I always fall?

Why am I the one who breaks?
I truly am strong
But sticks and stones can break bones
Words hurt the most, they cut deep to the bone

Even though I act tough
And I act like I don’t care
Truth is
I'd give anything to be handled with care

Monica Baker