Summer storms a vison of wonder
the darking skies, the rolling thunder
the rising wind, the falling rain
the lightening flash like cymbals crash
this is what I enjoy the wildness of a thunderstorm
Rhythm
A warm spring rain falls softly in the courtyard,
you hear a Latin beat as you quickly move forward
Drenched from head to toe you step into the Tavern
Sidle up to the bar and order something to calm you.
The rhythm from the maracas, tambourine, and guitars
invades your soul, taking you on a fantastic journey.
You watch the senoritas and the senors as they tango,
your foot tapping to the sensuous beat the rhythm of love.
Soon you are swept up into the dance, life is good.
Laughter and love fills you, as the drinks continue to flow.
Soon the rhythm reaches a crescendo and now no longer drenched
you down the last drop of tequila, adjust your hat and return to the world.
you hear a Latin beat as you quickly move forward
Drenched from head to toe you step into the Tavern
Sidle up to the bar and order something to calm you.
The rhythm from the maracas, tambourine, and guitars
invades your soul, taking you on a fantastic journey.
You watch the senoritas and the senors as they tango,
your foot tapping to the sensuous beat the rhythm of love.
Soon you are swept up into the dance, life is good.
Laughter and love fills you, as the drinks continue to flow.
Soon the rhythm reaches a crescendo and now no longer drenched
you down the last drop of tequila, adjust your hat and return to the world.
Love Is A Fleeting Thing
Oh, love is just a fleeting thing
Some see it as a passing fling,
While others grasp and hold on tight
With grip so hard it makes men fight
Now once the love I had for you
would make me glad but now I'm blue
for your love it no longer shines
like sun and stars 'til end of time
To heaven's gate you've gone today,
it's here on earth where I must stay
All alone and lost I shall be
'til Gabriel's horn calls to me
Again I'll see your shining face
with hearts as one we shall embrace
Our love on earth no longer true
For love in heaven now we two
Some see it as a passing fling,
While others grasp and hold on tight
With grip so hard it makes men fight
Now once the love I had for you
would make me glad but now I'm blue
for your love it no longer shines
like sun and stars 'til end of time
To heaven's gate you've gone today,
it's here on earth where I must stay
All alone and lost I shall be
'til Gabriel's horn calls to me
Again I'll see your shining face
with hearts as one we shall embrace
Our love on earth no longer true
For love in heaven now we two
Red Granite Stone
Only a red granite stone marks where I lay
No words of love or wonder on it say
Who I was or if I had been loved
Soon lost to all but God's precious dove
Amongst the headstones of those long gone
I lay there quietly under that red granite stone
Soon any who knew of my birth
Will also lie quietly beneath the earth
Then only this red granite stone
will be here to say that I was born
No time to live, my life taken away
I died upon my first birthday
This red granite stone will always be
the only home ever known to me
An angel of God I will always be
Guardian of my family
No words of love or wonder on it say
Who I was or if I had been loved
Soon lost to all but God's precious dove
Amongst the headstones of those long gone
I lay there quietly under that red granite stone
Soon any who knew of my birth
Will also lie quietly beneath the earth
Then only this red granite stone
will be here to say that I was born
No time to live, my life taken away
I died upon my first birthday
This red granite stone will always be
the only home ever known to me
An angel of God I will always be
Guardian of my family
© November 18, 2010. M Suzanne Wyatt, All rights reserved
Metamorphisis
| Bronze Trophy Winner AP Contest RFI Group |
a warm spring day I was in heaven
Healthy and alive that day
I took my grandchild out to play.
To the playground we skipped along,
singing our merry song,
Soon I forgot my age you see,
began to act like a child of three.
Then that came to a sudden halt,
as a sharp pain came like an electric jolt
Down I went on my knees and hands,
I now could not even stand.
From this day forth, my transformation came
so quickly it seems, came the cane.
From that to walker, now power chair,
skin and bones, and thinning hair.
Pills and pain now rule my days,
health is gone so far away.
I still remember that day in May,
when I could still go out and play.
Memories
I remember when I was just a child,
as I watched in awe the changing clouds,
from puffs of white to blobs of dark,
as they smothered the sun.
Then eyes open wide
when lightening streaks
pierced the sky then
from somewhere deep within
that rolling mass a crack, a rumble
came real fast.
As I was this coming vision,
the rain came down in sheets
like ribbon.
As mother tried to pull me away,
I fought her oh so violently.
I loved this change within the air,
the dangers awaiting there.
Soon the clouds they changed again,
as the mass started to spin,
around and down to the ground
Lifting trees, and debris
I continued to watch
almost gleefully.
Then I saw the look of fear,
as momma said let's get out of here.
So I went to someplace safe,
so that look would leave my momma's face.
Still today an aging wreck,
a storm in summer,
I love to watch, still
my mother shakes her head
in awe, wondering what it is
I saw.
as I watched in awe the changing clouds,
from puffs of white to blobs of dark,
as they smothered the sun.
Then eyes open wide
when lightening streaks
pierced the sky then
from somewhere deep within
that rolling mass a crack, a rumble
came real fast.
As I was this coming vision,
the rain came down in sheets
like ribbon.
As mother tried to pull me away,
I fought her oh so violently.
I loved this change within the air,
the dangers awaiting there.
Soon the clouds they changed again,
as the mass started to spin,
around and down to the ground
Lifting trees, and debris
I continued to watch
almost gleefully.
Then I saw the look of fear,
as momma said let's get out of here.
So I went to someplace safe,
so that look would leave my momma's face.
Still today an aging wreck,
a storm in summer,
I love to watch, still
my mother shakes her head
in awe, wondering what it is
I saw.
On The Farm
A cloudless sky, a sunny day,
the perfect time to turn the hay.
As the rake turns round and round,
a rhythmic beat makes a wondrous sound.
The hay is flipped once again,
still there is no sign of rain.
As the tractor chugs along,
the rake and motor sing their song.
With sun shining down right now,
beads of sweat drip from the brow.
Wiped away with an old red rag,
quickly drenched like the old gray nag.
Soon the time comes to bail the hay,
and save it for the winter's day.
To feed the livestock on the farm,
as tails swish away flies that swarm.
The hay now bailed, placed in stacks,
ready for winter's ground attacks.
The tractor now is put away,
waiting for another day
When again it will be used to yield,
corn and wheat from every field.
I could write this poem very long,&
but the message now is very strong.
A day on the farm still the same,
time to quit and give this a name.
On the Farm the title will be,
a nice quick read for you and me.
the perfect time to turn the hay.
As the rake turns round and round,
a rhythmic beat makes a wondrous sound.
The hay is flipped once again,
still there is no sign of rain.
As the tractor chugs along,
the rake and motor sing their song.
With sun shining down right now,
beads of sweat drip from the brow.
Wiped away with an old red rag,
quickly drenched like the old gray nag.
Soon the time comes to bail the hay,
and save it for the winter's day.
To feed the livestock on the farm,
as tails swish away flies that swarm.
The hay now bailed, placed in stacks,
ready for winter's ground attacks.
The tractor now is put away,
waiting for another day
When again it will be used to yield,
corn and wheat from every field.
I could write this poem very long,&
but the message now is very strong.
A day on the farm still the same,
time to quit and give this a name.
On the Farm the title will be,
a nice quick read for you and me.
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