Melissa's Poetry Pages

Oh the wiggly, somewhat jiggly, Jello on my plate
It wiggles round, up and down, waiting for its fate.
I try my fork but it doesn't work; It woggles right on through.
Leaves me staring, even glaring, wondering what to do!
So my spoon I use but my hands refuse to be steady with the task.
And off it falls and hits the wall and oh what a tint it casts!
Now around it rolls inside my bowl; I guess this is a draw.
I'll not worry, I'm not in a hurry; I'll just use my straw!

Copyright 1998

Oh Lord, my God, One most high.
lift me up, hold me nigh.
Keep me close to you each day.
When in darkness, light the way.
When friendships sour and hearts are sore,
remind me Lord to love you more.
In a world where faith is few
teach me Lord to look to you
when times are good, or things are bad,
when spirits soar or when I'm sad.
When answers come in options new
help me know what you'd have me do!
And in my struggles help me show
the peace in you that I know.
Knowing when my time is done,
My life with you has just begun.

Copyright Sept 18, 1998

Fairytale

Is this supposed to be my fairy tail?
Happily ever after has something lacking!
My gown is to small, my tiara too big;
at my ankles my stockings are sagging.
And where is my fairy godmother?
I think my glass slipper broke.
My feet are just killing me
And is prince charming is supposed to croak??

copyright 1998

Tears are falling from unseen eyes
And unheard are my pleas
Cherished memories cause an ache.
And it brings me to my knees.
I do not understand the things you do.
And I don't know what to say.
All my efforts are in vain.
And I cannot face the day.
Misunderstandings taken instead of truth.
Please tell me where forgiveness lies,
and how can we get back to where we were
When you will not hear my cries?

Copyright 1997

You speak words of Stone and my heart takes flight.
The stone turns to soft Downey feathers,
and I soar like an eagle leaving the earth far beneath her.
Your will falls upon me like rain from an afternoon summer shower.
I cannot escape its cleansing essence.
I am caught up in the fog of your wishes.
I see only your words, hear only your voice.
Your presence is like a mountain towering over me.
I kneel before you, In awe of your magnitude.
I long for you attention, hanging on every word you utter.
Silently wishing that every moment could be spent listening to the sound of your voice.
Like clay being molded, I slowly am becoming what you will me to be.
I am your creation.

copyright 1996

I see you

I see you.....
Shadows of you is what I see,
Echoes of things that are supposed to be.
Talk of our days and what they hold.
Talk of passion and love grown cold.
We laugh and cry over things not seen
As we talk of life and other things.

I wonder...
I wonder what is really real.
I wonder what you really feel.
I wonder of your cherished things
and what for you does happiness bring.
I wonder if you've loved as I
and if you've ever been afraid to die.

I know....
Pictures painted by the words we speak
friendships formed by the things we think.
cherished memorys in fleeting thoughts
Some are mine, some are not.
I know you only by the things I see
in this mirror image of reality.

copyright 1996

I close my eyes,
I see your smile,
I feel your hand in mine.
I hear your voice,
Gentile and warm
And I lose the track of time.
Then screams and shrieks
And patter of feet
Once again come near
And I'm brought back to reality
And long to bring you here.

copyright

A Long Time Ago...

A breeze hits my face as I remember
Those cold rainy days of November,
A long time go..
We were so happy then.
Honey do you remember when
You said you loved me?
Those sweet blissful days of fall;
Tell me can you recall
When it was me?
So tell me is she good to you?
Was she worth the hurt you put me through?
And do you ever think of me and remember
Those cold rainy days of November,
A long time ago...

Snowflakes hit my cheek as I remember
Those cold icy days of December,
A long time ago...
Our precious child came to us then.
Honey can you remember when
We said how we loved her,
And how we wanted to give her our all?
Tell me can you recall
How she loved her daddy?
So tell me is she good to you?
Was she worth the hurt you put us through?
And do you ever think of us and remember
Those cold icy days of December,
A long time ago....

copyright 1994

Your silent smile brightens my morning with beautiful music,
And it drifts around me in the background throughout my day.
Your quiet words fill my heart with joy;
Gently they warm the days chill.
Your knowing eyes see me as I really am despite my efforts to hide;
They find their way past all my disquises.
Like a scholar and his studies your research has taught you much;
You know almost everything about me.
Every moment spent with you are like precious jewells,
And I carefully store them in the treasure chest of my mind.

copyright 1996

Rhythm

The rhythm of the words
Beating in my head.
The drumming drumming rhythm
Demanding to be fed.
The flowing churning prose,
The ever present rhyme.
Tapping tapping tapping
To the never changing time.
Clicking out its presence,
The always persistent beat.
Making life its own
With the rhythm of my feet.

copyright 1998

Sunlight through my window
Gives off georgous beams
Blinding my eyes to reality
When I see you in my dreams.
Rainbows float and birds do soar
and kites ride way up high
But my heavy heart does not take flight
when I wish that you were nigh.
So I smile and wish and smile some more
and toss rose petals to the sea.
Willing my thoughts to float to you
and bring you home to me.

copyright 1997

Can you feel my tears,
as they well up in my eyes.
Could you feel them hit the ground
when our honesty made me cry.
I have always cherished our openness.
Have always held you near
But a sob came from deep within
To think I might lose you, dear.
I do not want you to go.
Theres sorrow at the thought,
of you with another.
Its tearing me apart.

copyright 1997