DO NOT STAND OVER MY GRAVE AND CRY
I AM STILL ALIVE ---- I DID NOT DIE
I AM THE MOUNTAIN TOPS FAR REACHING MAJESTIC VIEW
I AM A PEACEFUL MEADOW SPRINKLED LIGHTLY WITH DEW
I AM A COLD WINTER SNOW'S DIAMOND GLISTENING WHITE
I AM A SPRINGTIME'S BLOSSOMS ALLURING FRAGRANT FLIGHT
I AM THE WHISTLING WINDS WHIRLING HIGH WANING LOW
I AM THE AFTER STORM'S ALWAYS PICTURE PERFECT RAINBOWS
I AM THE TALL, WAVING GRASSES ON THE WIDE ROLLING PLAINS
I AM THE MERGING FALL COLORS ONLY AUTUMN MAY CLAIM
I AM THE MANY RIVERS SEARCHING FOR THE SWEEPING SEA
I AM THE DESERT SAND'S SILENT, SOLACE, SECLUDED SCENE
I AM THE BILLOWING CLOUDS ON SHEER BREATHTAKING HEIGHTS
I AM THE VERY DISTANT STARS THAT SPARKLE IN THE NIGHT
I AM THE TRIUMPHANT ARRIVING SURF RUSHING TO THE SHORE
I AM THE OCEAN'S EXPOSED TIDE POOLS WAITING TO BE EXPLORED
I AM THE SWAYING TREES WITH RHYTHMIC, RUSTLING LEAVES
I AM THE LONG, HOT SUMMER'S COOLING EVENING BREEZE
I AM THE PRE-DAWN'S PAUSING STILLNESS, QUIETING HUSH
I AM A SUNRISE'S SUDDENLY REFRESHING, SMILING BLUSH
I AM A MELTING BROOKLET'S PATIENT, TRICKLING FLOW
I AM A SUNSET'S GLORIOUS FADING VANISHING GLOW
SO DO NOT STAND OVER MY GRAVE AND CRY
I AM STILL ALIVE ---- I DID NOT DIE
Sunday, July 3, 2011
THE TEMPEST AND TRANQUILITY
SEA BIRDS IN A TEMPEST SEEMINGLY WITHOUT EFFORT
SMOOTHLY GLIDE AND DIVE OVER A TORMENTED SEASCAPE AS
BURGEONING WAVES CRASH AGAINST TOWERING, ROCKY CLIFFS
ON A COLD WINTRY MORNING
THE OCEAN'S POWERFUL THRUST SENDS SALTY, MISTING SHOWERS
HIGH INTO THE AIR BARELY SKIMMING THE UNDERNEATH, SYMMETRICAL
FORMS OF THESE ACROBATIC CREATURES OF THE SKY
THEY TEETER AND BALANCE ON MOTIONLESS WINGS WITH GRACEFUL
ATHLETICISM AMID UNSEEN, STIRRING CURRENTS OF WIND AS IF IN
A BREATH TAKING, CHOREOGRAPHED BALLET BY NIJINSKY
STORM DARKEND CLOUDS BACKGROUND THEIR SILHOUETTED FLIGHT
ABOVE THE SEA'S THUNDEROUS ROAR COMPLEMENTING THE CONTRASTING,
DIMINISHING, HIGH-PITCHED SHRILL OF THEIR VOICES AS IN THE
SYMPHONIC, CONTRASTING SOUND OF KETTLEDRUM AND VIOLIN
AND SO IT IS ---- NATURES RHYTHMIC MUSIC AND DANCE PLAY TO
THE HEART AND SOUL OF HUMANITY - EVEN OVER TROUBLED WATERS
AND STORM TOSSED SEAS THERE IS A BEAUTY, THERE IS A MAJESTY;
THERE IS A REVERENCE AND IN THE ROARING, TURBULENT, OCEAN'S
INFREQUENT LULLS OF CALM THERE ARE EVEN THE FAINT WHISPERINGS OF
PEACE AND TRANQUILITY.
SMOOTHLY GLIDE AND DIVE OVER A TORMENTED SEASCAPE AS
BURGEONING WAVES CRASH AGAINST TOWERING, ROCKY CLIFFS
ON A COLD WINTRY MORNING
THE OCEAN'S POWERFUL THRUST SENDS SALTY, MISTING SHOWERS
HIGH INTO THE AIR BARELY SKIMMING THE UNDERNEATH, SYMMETRICAL
FORMS OF THESE ACROBATIC CREATURES OF THE SKY
THEY TEETER AND BALANCE ON MOTIONLESS WINGS WITH GRACEFUL
ATHLETICISM AMID UNSEEN, STIRRING CURRENTS OF WIND AS IF IN
A BREATH TAKING, CHOREOGRAPHED BALLET BY NIJINSKY
STORM DARKEND CLOUDS BACKGROUND THEIR SILHOUETTED FLIGHT
ABOVE THE SEA'S THUNDEROUS ROAR COMPLEMENTING THE CONTRASTING,
DIMINISHING, HIGH-PITCHED SHRILL OF THEIR VOICES AS IN THE
SYMPHONIC, CONTRASTING SOUND OF KETTLEDRUM AND VIOLIN
AND SO IT IS ---- NATURES RHYTHMIC MUSIC AND DANCE PLAY TO
THE HEART AND SOUL OF HUMANITY - EVEN OVER TROUBLED WATERS
AND STORM TOSSED SEAS THERE IS A BEAUTY, THERE IS A MAJESTY;
THERE IS A REVERENCE AND IN THE ROARING, TURBULENT, OCEAN'S
INFREQUENT LULLS OF CALM THERE ARE EVEN THE FAINT WHISPERINGS OF
PEACE AND TRANQUILITY.
Monday, May 30, 2011
TRACES of TRACY
This Poem was Written by Grandpa Jack.....it is about his Sweet Beautiful Daughter who passed away at the Age of 16 of Cancer.
TRACES of TRACY
The Fallen Petals From a Rose
And Who of Us Even Knows
When the Fading of a Blushing Bloom Begins
Dropping Softly to the Ground
Where One by One Each Petal Found
Drying to a Whithered, Paper Thin
A Deeply Hued, Crimson Red
Color Spots a Garden Bed
Complemented in a Rich and Loamy Soil
Contrast a Fainting Fragrance Still Intact
A Fading Flower's Listless Slack
Was In the Eye of The Beholder Worth the Toil
Nurtured by Warm Mother Earth
To Sustain Another Coming Birth
A Beautiful Rose Indelible upon the Mind
Each Petal Falling Like a Tear
To Await, Again, Another Year
And my Saddened Soul Awaits Another Time
Great Poem
CHANGE
A Change of Heart
A Brand New Start
A Change of Mind
A thought Refined
A Change Avowed
A Promise Now
A Change is Claimed
A Patience Gained
A Change to Cope
A time for Hope
A Change of Scene
A perception Gleaned
A Change of Vision
A maturing Wisdom
A Change to Cease
A Soul's Release
A Change for Love
A Forgiveness of
A Change To Feel
A Spirit Healed
Monday, May 23, 2011
Interwoven
INTERWOVEN
Under Tones, Over Tones
Voids in Space and Time
Subtleties and Nuances
Puzzles without Rhyme
Colorless Hues of Gray
A Fog, A Misty Shroud
Thoughts of Past and Present Blur
Caught up in the Clouds
Silent Stares from Deep Set Eyes
The Slightest Touch Remembered
A Gentle Breeze Turns a Leaf
Sensing it's September
Letters Written Long Ago
Now Read with Silent Tears
Words on Paper Understood
In Years Past Never Clear
Strangers Passing on a Street
Another Time Best of Friends
Eyes Meet, Lips Smile
Never to Meet Again
Blazing Sun in Silence Splashes
Into the Depths of Ocean's Womb
Quietly the Dark Descends
Awaiting the Cool, Ballooning Moon
Currents Weaving through the Mind
Searching For the Heart
Two Ships Passing in the Night
So Close Yet Far Apart
Diverse Opinions Freely Given
Differences by Degree
Discerning What the Truth is now
Only Perceptions Guaranteed
Memories Fade Soon Forgotten
Simple Answers Hard to Flex
Reaching For Any Solutions
Thoughts of Life Ever Complex
The Mind Winds, Wanders, Wonders
Through all the Nooks and Crannies
Exploring Creases, Cracks, Crevices
For any Clues - Are there Any
Undertones, Overtones
Voids in Space and Time
Subtleties and Nuances
Puzzles without Rhyme
Sunday, May 22, 2011
THE GIFT OF LIFE
THE GIFT OF LIFE
Breaking Waves Roar
As Sea Birds Soar
Thru the Crisp, Salty, Ocean Air
Sand Crabs Bury
Themselves In A Hurry
Submerged in Sand's Satin Glare
Sea Weathered Shells
With Sea Stories to Tell
Exposed, Buried Partially in the Sand
Some Beautiful, Some Broken
Ocean's Leftover Tokens
For a Collector's Necklace Strand
A Seaweed Torn
From where it was Born
In the Depths of the Ocean's Floor
Once Gracefully Majestic
Now it's own Tangled Skeptic
Rolling Helplessly onto the Shore
Yet Life goes On
Ocean's Horizon Beyond
Blues and Greens Shade to Black in the Night
The Tides Come and Go
Rise then Ebbing Flow
Where Creation Breathed its First Life
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