May poem

May

I remember Merry Mays

though now those days seem dim

The pain of time has touched my all

a chance of none has slimmed

I’m not marching anymore

I sit and wait it seems

Only my mind goes on and on

while I still have my dreams

I know we’re not to question why

but I still want to know

why do some go lightly through

and other lives drag slow?

Is it because the way we’ve lived

are we to pay on earth?

Are we not as good as others who

enjoy exemplary health

I think I’ve lived quite honestly

I’ve loved and might once more

but through it all I’ve never lied

don’t change behind closed doors

Through many years and living long

I’ve watched friends come and go

I’ve learned much and tried to touch

the hearts and minds of those

who’ve sang the song of time with me

and marched through many Mays

who’ve been there when I needed them

and been the sunlights rays

And while the light is not so bright

because of many score

I know the cause for which I pause

is Peace forevermore

©vrd5/26/2012

April poem

April

April, like life

is a mood full of swings

up and then down

sunny, then not

A minute can change what it means

The world awakens

from a long winters nap

it yawns and stretches and grins.

And just when the season

changed for good reason

I stood and walked again

A new blade of grass

a meadowlark

The sights and sounds of spring

No need to wonder

if there is a God?

There is a God!

And heaven is always green

©vrd4/26/2012

July Haiku

 

Oh little sad tree
stretch your branches to the sun
you too can grow tall

lost in the shadows
but only for a short time
you'll soon reach the sun

©vrd 7/2012

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Poem for June

Where did it go?

Where did it go
the month of June
Why did it go so fast?
Like life it seems it rushes by
to soon become the past

I love the world cause it is round.
That means it never ends
and that which passes one today
we may see again.

And even though it’s bittersweet
the memories abound
with sights of yesterday so clear
as well as joyous sounds

inside my mind I’m seeing you
the things you did and said
the joyful times you brought to me
are tumbling through my head
T’was not for naught
your pain and strife
twas not for naught at all
you taught us each
the meaning which
engrained upon my soul
the reasons we should cherrish
all. The love that we should share
forgiveness and compassion though
the cross was yours to bear

Where did it go
the month of June
Why did it go so fast?
Like life it seems it rushes by
to soon become the past

I love the world cause it is round.
That means it never ends
and that which passes one today
we may see again.

©vrd 7/10/2012

My March Poem

March

March is not marching

anymore

It's running and racing in

one door

and out the other to

nevermore

be at the front or in

the fore

Just like the blowing wind

it's gone

It seems so short, it seems

so long

But with the blinking of

an eye

You're left to wonder where

and why

Perchance you did what you

were meant

the years so long are quickly

spent

You're thinking how and where

it went

Was it a gift or only

lent

Is there still time to get

it right

while days pass quickly in

to night

We shall reap that which

we sow

Did I do it? I just

don't know.

copyright 3/18/2012

vrd

A new haiku

Where are you going?

pathways have two directions

Are you coming home?

copyright 3/10/2012vrd

Jenny

Februarys song.

Not too satisfied with this one, but it is what it is... can't seem to get the last verse right.

Februarys Song

Februarys almond blossoms

the telltale sign of spring.

Winters fading quickly now

and with its end it brings

Jonquils breaking through the earth

with gently falling rain

renewal shows its just washed face

and hope is born again.

He rose. He rose. Believers say

and church bells freely ring.

Voices blend in harmony

but I can’t hear them sing.

My mind is filled with listening

to yesterdays now gone

how comforting the melody

of Februarys song

copyright 2/20/2012vrd

Jenny

Ok I've decided on a picture

This should be challenging ....even this blog is proving to be challenging.. doesn't seem to be working right tonight.. don't want the text to be centered but evidently it wants to be right square in the middle and no matter how many times I click on align left... it goes right back to the middle. Phooey and darn. Oh well, it's late tonight and I am tired.. but tomorrow I will tackle this picture and I will write a poem to it. Have to.  Need to get my muse back.

What do three pink roses

five silver keys

one fat cat

and

a sock monkey

have in common? 

This is what I have to figure out.. try to make some sense or nonsense out of this silly picture.

A fat gray cat

seems nonchalant

but I know he sees

and is waiting

for

just one move

from the organ grinders kid

and on him he will pounce

as if to say

the roses are the key

they're placed here just for me

Ugggg  can't get any inspiration from this picture..  just going to forget it for now and concentrate on something new.. J

February Poem

Each month we are to write a poem for the next month.. I'm behind a month but that's ok. I am just getting back to writing after more than three years. It's hard getting back, just think I used to write every day, even if it were a line or two, but now I am having difficulty even thinking of what to write. Once before I just couldn't think of a topic and so I started writing to a picture. Maybe I'll do that again. Good idea I think. J

A haiku is 17 syllables.. 5, 7, 5

the sun is shinning
but baby it's cold outside
not going out there

So comes the gray skies
the long cold days of winter
freezing my body

Ah, there's the sunset
over where the grass is green
way beyond the bridge

It's January isn't it?

Time to not look back
damn damn the lack
of my ability
gone are the days when
but I promised not to think
of then

Now its January
nothing you can say now
about how
I'll get over it
gone are the days when
but I promised not to think
of then

Now it's January