It's true, you have a way with words
It's something I admire
You paint a picture with some of them
That you call poetry
Others you conduct effortlessly
Into lyrics that I love
Some words you pluck right from the air
And create a killer tale
But the word that you use best is when
You simply call me friend!
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
Monday, July 19, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Perfect Imperfection
I’m the ray of sunshine
That got lost behind a cloud
I’m the quiet melody
That was drowned out by the crowd
I have the best intentions
They just seem to go awry
Things don’t go as I planned
But I couldn’t tell you why
You’ll say that I’m the sunbeam
Who chased away the rain
You’ll say that I’m the music
Inside your heart’s refrain
You say that I’m the compass
That gives your life direction
And in your wise opinion
I’m the perfect imperfection
So happily we go along
Through any kind of weather
It doesn’t matter where we go
As long as we’re together
That got lost behind a cloud
I’m the quiet melody
That was drowned out by the crowd
I have the best intentions
They just seem to go awry
Things don’t go as I planned
But I couldn’t tell you why
You’ll say that I’m the sunbeam
Who chased away the rain
You’ll say that I’m the music
Inside your heart’s refrain
You say that I’m the compass
That gives your life direction
And in your wise opinion
I’m the perfect imperfection
So happily we go along
Through any kind of weather
It doesn’t matter where we go
As long as we’re together
Labels:
friendship,
Love,
Perfect Imperfection,
poem,
togetherness
Monday, February 8, 2010
A Gift For A Friend
Please don’t rain on my parade
When I give you lemonade
Please do not be all gloom and doom
As I hand to you a rose in bloom
Please do not just reject my gift
When I offer you a lift
Please do not tear it all apart
As I give you a gift from my heart
Don’t you know when you are down
All that I can do is frown
I’ll sit beside you while you mope
Inside I’ll still be full of hope
I’ll be waiting ‘til I see you grin
So our fun can begin again
So do not push my gifts away
Let’s go and start our happy day
I can’t go forward without you
While you sit here feeling blue
You have at least one special friend
Who’ll be here with you to the end
When I give you lemonade
Please do not be all gloom and doom
As I hand to you a rose in bloom
Please do not just reject my gift
When I offer you a lift
Please do not tear it all apart
As I give you a gift from my heart
Don’t you know when you are down
All that I can do is frown
I’ll sit beside you while you mope
Inside I’ll still be full of hope
I’ll be waiting ‘til I see you grin
So our fun can begin again
So do not push my gifts away
Let’s go and start our happy day
I can’t go forward without you
While you sit here feeling blue
You have at least one special friend
Who’ll be here with you to the end
Labels:
A Gift For A Friend,
friendship,
gifts,
happiness,
poem
Monday, February 1, 2010
Heart Medicine
A sad heart
A heavy heart
A wounded heart
A broken heart
Sometimes it feels it can’t beat on
The pain squeezes like a vice
A cold heart
A bitter heart
A poisoned heart
A jaded heart
At times it seems so damaged
It’s a wonder it lives at all
An untamed heart
A divided heart
A guarded heart
A restless heart
Other times it feels restrained
When it wants to just break free
A light heart
A joyous heart
A singing heart
A laughing heart
Any time it feels happiness
It’s like a soothing balm
A leaping heart
A beating heart
A wild heart
A heart attack
Every time that you are near
It feels like it will soar
A contented heart
A full heart
A peaceful heart
A whole heart
It takes away all the pain
Encountered from before
A heavy heart
A wounded heart
A broken heart
Sometimes it feels it can’t beat on
The pain squeezes like a vice
A cold heart
A bitter heart
A poisoned heart
A jaded heart
At times it seems so damaged
It’s a wonder it lives at all
An untamed heart
A divided heart
A guarded heart
A restless heart
Other times it feels restrained
When it wants to just break free
A light heart
A joyous heart
A singing heart
A laughing heart
Any time it feels happiness
It’s like a soothing balm
A leaping heart
A beating heart
A wild heart
A heart attack
Every time that you are near
It feels like it will soar
A contented heart
A full heart
A peaceful heart
A whole heart
It takes away all the pain
Encountered from before
Labels:
friendship,
heart,
Heart Medicine,
Love,
new beginning,
poem
Monday, January 25, 2010
Imbalance
I lived a happy life without you
In shades of grey
I was content on my own
With quiet silence
I kept to my own pace
Safe and slow
I had what I needed to survive
Bread and water
You came and disrupted my life
And I saw red
You interrupted my solitude
With your crazy songs
You drug me out on the track
To join the race
You added zest to things
I learned to taste
Could I go back to before
Without you here
There’s not a chance of that now
You’re much too dear
I didn’t know what I’d missed
Yet now I do
So I think I’ll stick to the fun
And stay with you
In shades of grey
I was content on my own
With quiet silence
I kept to my own pace
Safe and slow
I had what I needed to survive
Bread and water
You came and disrupted my life
And I saw red
You interrupted my solitude
With your crazy songs
You drug me out on the track
To join the race
You added zest to things
I learned to taste
Could I go back to before
Without you here
There’s not a chance of that now
You’re much too dear
I didn’t know what I’d missed
Yet now I do
So I think I’ll stick to the fun
And stay with you
Monday, January 18, 2010
In The Pink
I spied a flock of singing birds
And thought I’d join in
They were all canaries
I was a flamingo
I spied a bowl of citrus fruit
And thought I’d join in
They were all lemons
I was a raspberry
I spied a band of gleaming horns
And thought I’d join in
They were all trumpets
I was a pink guitar
I spied a bunch of pretty blooms
And thought I’d join in
They were all daffodils
I was a climbing rose
I sat alone and wondered why
I never quite fit in
Then you found me
We were alike
And I was tickled pink
And thought I’d join in
They were all canaries
I was a flamingo
I spied a bowl of citrus fruit
And thought I’d join in
They were all lemons
I was a raspberry
I spied a band of gleaming horns
And thought I’d join in
They were all trumpets
I was a pink guitar
I spied a bunch of pretty blooms
And thought I’d join in
They were all daffodils
I was a climbing rose
I sat alone and wondered why
I never quite fit in
Then you found me
We were alike
And I was tickled pink
Labels:
fitting in,
friendship,
In The Pink,
pink,
poem
Monday, January 11, 2010
Behind Your Mask
You show the world a somber face
At times when you hold back
You don’t let them see the laughter
That I know you really have
You keep everyone at your arm’s length
Because you’re a little shy
You don’t see that if you let them close
They’d know your reasons why
Sometimes I wish you’d let them in
So they’d see how great you are
But other times I must admit
I like to keep you to myself
Don’t hide behind that mask you use
Show the world your face
Let them in on all your jokes
And they’ll like you for who you are
Don’t keep them all behind a wall
Let them come up close
Give it a try and let them know
How warm your embraces are
Remember when they strike at you
They’ll never cut you down
You stand above them all you see
Because you stand by me
At times when you hold back
You don’t let them see the laughter
That I know you really have
You keep everyone at your arm’s length
Because you’re a little shy
You don’t see that if you let them close
They’d know your reasons why
Sometimes I wish you’d let them in
So they’d see how great you are
But other times I must admit
I like to keep you to myself
Don’t hide behind that mask you use
Show the world your face
Let them in on all your jokes
And they’ll like you for who you are
Don’t keep them all behind a wall
Let them come up close
Give it a try and let them know
How warm your embraces are
Remember when they strike at you
They’ll never cut you down
You stand above them all you see
Because you stand by me
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