Your face..Your voice
Feelings shared
Live in memories
Unimpaired
The long ago
No longer real
Forever gone
Your touch to feel
One day…soon
Again I’ll know
The warmth of you
When Home I go…
Month: November 2014
Beyond the Blue…
Calm now child
Have no fear
Its but a while
That you’ll be here
The time for all
Upon this Earth
Is temporary
Since our birth
You came from Love
Born of Gods hand
Not from this place
We call our land
Beyond the Veil
Beyond the Blue
Your Spirit Home
Waits there for you…
Copyright©Murrsma2014
Magical…
Poor Choice….
I didn’t see
Though signs were there
Illusions clouded sight
My wisdom was impaired
Although you made clear who you are
I chose not to believe
Intentions that were poorly sent
I willingly received
My wants and needs were at the helm
My ship hit stormy seas
It’s no surprise I sadly sank
Wisdom was absentee…
Within the page….
What craft is there
to quickly take
me where I hope to go
Far back in time
to centuries past
the days of long ago
The pages held
within my hand
the swiftest way I know
Sad Circus…
There was a time
You held my hand
And by my side
You’d always stand
But that was then
And this is now
All things for us
Have changed somehow
The jokes on me
A foolish clown
My rug was pulled
Clear upside-down
A sharp unspoken mystery
Just how this came to be
When a Circus came to town
And turned me to a clown…
Copyright©Murrsma2014
A Diva’s heavy hand…
Winter laid her hammer down
With cold and icy rage
Moving fast and furious
This Diva took the stage
Winter laid her hammer down
Her frigid hand was felt
impolite the greeting came
Her blow was harshly delt…
Your Ghost….
Of all the parts I’ve ever played
The one that hurt the most
Would be the role you made for me
Where I became a Ghost…
A specter in a lonely place
Where storied pasts are borne
With crimes that have been placed on me
Crude shackles I have worn
It’s said that time can cure all ills…
Much stronger I’ve become
For now I stand in peace and grace
In spite of what’s been done…
Priceless this gift
To lift a heart or bring a smile
To hold a hand through lonely miles
To tender gently innocence
And value others importance
True kindness doesn’t cost a thing
The gift is in the Light it brings…
Left in the dust…
Cold is the shoulder
That cradled your head
Lost is all meaning
Of words ever said
My arms are vacant
So hard to adjust
Our Fire burned out
All that’s left is dust…
