copyright 7/09
Riding on a rainbow of light
Flickering notes of air
Urging you on to find the peace you seek
on the other side
Your senses heightened
aware of color, sounds and light
Feelings of weightlessness in a dream
Pulling you forward into the quiet
Angels glide airily around you
sighing breaths of warmth and comfort
Soft engulfing waves of serenity
ease your mind into silence
A calming breeze
Eyes closed relaxed
Sleep envelopes
only to awaken the Spirit that resides
to open doors to the other world that awaits
As you finally slip into slumber
A rest sought after
A rest much needed
A rest so sound
and finally found
Monday, July 20, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Wandering Grace
copyright 7/09
Who knows
When the wind blows
Do our thoughts soar to God
Do Angels carry around our hearts
Do Souls cry for unfinished dreams
Do Tears fall unheard
Will you find the answer
On your path while you travel
down the roads you choose
Always winding
this way and that
Sometimes long and sometimes short
Always learning, listening, watching
Follow your goodness
What God imparted at birth
Leave your heart
on all you encounter
Life was meant to ponder
as you wander
God's graces with you as you go
Greens, blues, silver and gold
Gifts are presented to you
Some that walk and talk and see
One so special on four legs he walks
Still comes to you in your dreams
A friend so rare so kind and true
to share your path and to help lead you
on the brightest road to follow
Searching to find who you are
God's graces always present
As you travel
Searching to find
The 'who" that He made 'you'
Angels carry our hearts
Souls cry for tears
Tears that are always heard
And answered
Who knows
When the wind blows
Do our thoughts soar to God
Do Angels carry around our hearts
Do Souls cry for unfinished dreams
Do Tears fall unheard
Will you find the answer
On your path while you travel
down the roads you choose
Always winding
this way and that
Sometimes long and sometimes short
Always learning, listening, watching
Follow your goodness
What God imparted at birth
Leave your heart
on all you encounter
Life was meant to ponder
as you wander
God's graces with you as you go
Greens, blues, silver and gold
Gifts are presented to you
Some that walk and talk and see
One so special on four legs he walks
Still comes to you in your dreams
A friend so rare so kind and true
to share your path and to help lead you
on the brightest road to follow
Searching to find who you are
God's graces always present
As you travel
Searching to find
The 'who" that He made 'you'
Angels carry our hearts
Souls cry for tears
Tears that are always heard
And answered
On Horse's Wings
copyright 7/09
Life can be so sweet
if you get off your feet
and soar through the clouds
With legs wrapped behind horse's wings
Together as one
Holding his mane in your hand
Feeling the wind in your hair
As you fly so high
Free and light
In God's sight
Angels accompany you
on your flight
A love that will never die
On horse's wings you fly
One heart
One breath
One dream
One love
On horse's wings you fly
Life can be so sweet
if you get off your feet
and soar through the clouds
With legs wrapped behind horse's wings
Together as one
Holding his mane in your hand
Feeling the wind in your hair
As you fly so high
Free and light
In God's sight
Angels accompany you
on your flight
A love that will never die
On horse's wings you fly
One heart
One breath
One dream
One love
On horse's wings you fly
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I need Money
copyright 6/09
I need money
It is sooo not funny
Horses need shoes
and a shot or two
Whatever am I to do?
I need money
and it's not funny
What happened to the tree
that dropped cash down on me?
Blew away in the cold wind
after the market freeze came
I need money
man, it really isn't funny
Want a new car
Can't catch that star
It's way too far
I need money
yeah, I know, it isn't funny
Tried to win lotto
and that hasn't worked
Should have used that dollar
put it to better use
buying HRT for me
so I don't blow a fuse
I need money
it is actually funny
Got everything I need
Home,husband and animals
All who I can still feed
God drops gifts on us every day
somehow, someway
the money will appear
Maybe even today!
I need money
It is sooo not funny
Horses need shoes
and a shot or two
Whatever am I to do?
I need money
and it's not funny
What happened to the tree
that dropped cash down on me?
Blew away in the cold wind
after the market freeze came
I need money
man, it really isn't funny
Want a new car
Can't catch that star
It's way too far
I need money
yeah, I know, it isn't funny
Tried to win lotto
and that hasn't worked
Should have used that dollar
put it to better use
buying HRT for me
so I don't blow a fuse
I need money
it is actually funny
Got everything I need
Home,husband and animals
All who I can still feed
God drops gifts on us every day
somehow, someway
the money will appear
Maybe even today!
Friday, June 19, 2009
DAD
copyright 6/09
So many years
Yelling in each other's ears
Battling all through Prep School
Never giving in
Everything was your way
or the highway
No matter what I said
Live in my house
Live by my rules
So I moved out
and lived at school
The nuns were easier to handle than you
Thirty years older than me
A good father you tried to be
Kicking and screaming all the way
Rebellion and bad choices
you dealt with me every day
Today your memory fails
and your hearing is nearly gone
But I will always remember the days
when everything would go wrong
You were always there to say
You're safe and sound
Everything's going to be okay
So now on this special day
It's my turn to you I say
Dad, you're safe and sound
Everything's going to be okay
Hope this poem makes you glad
I love you very much
for being MY Very Special Dad
So many years
Yelling in each other's ears
Battling all through Prep School
Never giving in
Everything was your way
or the highway
No matter what I said
Live in my house
Live by my rules
So I moved out
and lived at school
The nuns were easier to handle than you
Thirty years older than me
A good father you tried to be
Kicking and screaming all the way
Rebellion and bad choices
you dealt with me every day
Today your memory fails
and your hearing is nearly gone
But I will always remember the days
when everything would go wrong
You were always there to say
You're safe and sound
Everything's going to be okay
So now on this special day
It's my turn to you I say
Dad, you're safe and sound
Everything's going to be okay
Hope this poem makes you glad
I love you very much
for being MY Very Special Dad
Writer's Block
copyright 6/09
Writer's block
Is it a street
or a neighborhood?
Writer's block
How did I get here
through blank spaces in the mind
Trying to unwind
Doors closed shut
Need to open
Thoughts non existent
Empty road
No expressions
Argh!
Writer's block
No one home
Writer's block
Is it a street
or a neighborhood?
Writer's block
How did I get here
through blank spaces in the mind
Trying to unwind
Doors closed shut
Need to open
Thoughts non existent
Empty road
No expressions
Argh!
Writer's block
No one home
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Three Gifts
copyright June 2009
Three gifts I was given
pen in hand
Writing and Riding is who I am
Who would have known
only One always knew
that my true path
would always come through
Believe in yourself and conquer
dreams showing light and wonder
Knowing before it happens
Feeling the thought
God comes through
all that we do
Writing and Riding
bring out what is true
The third gift one very special
was given to me to use carefully
Messages come in loud and clear
letting me know what will be
Doesn't matter what it is
The universe opens up and the answers appear
Tune in to how it feels
as the thoughts come and go
Time doesn't exist
as you well know
This other place that seems to be
between two worlds so apart but so near
Always present if you have the ear
to listen intently and learn
that the universe is there
to meet all that you yearn
It can happen anywhere
eating lunch or shopping
When a thought pops in
and you suddenly know
what's around the corner
for you or a friend in tow
Over the years it settled in me
that horse and pen will always be
the best way to connect
with what has always been around me
Some say they're angels
Some say they're family
I say thank God for these gifts
that I may always see
at any age in any place
what is most important to me
always dear is my family
One horse very special
an old soul is he
helping me along
on this most interesting journey
Three gifts I was given
pen in hand
Writing and Riding is who I am
Who would have known
only One always knew
that my true path
would always come through
Believe in yourself and conquer
dreams showing light and wonder
Knowing before it happens
Feeling the thought
God comes through
all that we do
Writing and Riding
bring out what is true
The third gift one very special
was given to me to use carefully
Messages come in loud and clear
letting me know what will be
Doesn't matter what it is
The universe opens up and the answers appear
Tune in to how it feels
as the thoughts come and go
Time doesn't exist
as you well know
This other place that seems to be
between two worlds so apart but so near
Always present if you have the ear
to listen intently and learn
that the universe is there
to meet all that you yearn
It can happen anywhere
eating lunch or shopping
When a thought pops in
and you suddenly know
what's around the corner
for you or a friend in tow
Over the years it settled in me
that horse and pen will always be
the best way to connect
with what has always been around me
Some say they're angels
Some say they're family
I say thank God for these gifts
that I may always see
at any age in any place
what is most important to me
always dear is my family
One horse very special
an old soul is he
helping me along
on this most interesting journey
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