While in Primary
we learn to give
standard answers
we should all live.
poem
Here! Physically Anyway
To be honest,
I had a rough night.
A bad headache,
I just didn’t feel right.
Now it’s morning,
and I have to go and do.
Trying my best,
just to muddle through.
What is focus?
It doesn’t exist for me.
I keep drifting,
from where I oughta be.
Don’t ask questions,
I can’t think of such.
Don’t annoy me,
and it won’t take much.
Ms. Cranky Pants
will probably show her head.
I wish I could
take a break and nap instead.
All I ask is,
help me through the day.
If I were you,
it’s best if you stay out of my way.
© 2014 ck’s days
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Sometimes My Prayers Sound Something Like This
Here’s my nightly recap,
and I just have to say
I sure am tired
from my busy, busy day.
An Easter Poem
I am thankful for spring –
with its longer days and warmer air.
I am thankful for sweets –
and all the delicious goodies we share.
Because of Him
You laid down your head,
you closed your eyes.
Leaving when there’s more to be said,
without saying goodbye.
Why has this happened,
why has this happened to me?
When I seem to lose all hope, I hear a voice saying:
Don’t worry. I’ll be with you when I can, just go on,
please stay strong.
Do not worry, you may not see me right now
but I know somehow,
I will hold you, I will see you, I will feel you again.
But don’t worry, I’ll never really leave you,
because of Him.
I’ve given my greatest sacrifice and put my heart to the test.
But I realize, I’m not the only one to go through this.
I think of my Brother and what he went through –
because of Him I can hope, because of Him, I can be comforted,
because of Him, I hear a voice saying:
Don’t worry, I’m with you always, just go on,
please stay strong.
Do not worry, you may not see me right now,
but I know somehow,
I will hold you, I will see you, I will feel you again.
But don’t you worry, I’ll never really leave you
because of Him.
© 2014 ck’s days
A Timeless Writers Heart
by Suzy Hazelwood
The cover of a book
can display more fiction
than the words on the actual page
And beginnings
and endings
can beg the reader to buy
But the books
that I never fall out of love with
their covers often bland
are to be found
or acquired
by chance of being there
just a lucky day
My mind quivers
with eager anticipation
at what my eyes will see
between the musty ancient pages
as my fingers stroke the aged and tatty skin
of a book from long ago
Authors I’ve not heard of
but were men of great fame
in their literary day
Publications
declared to be written ‘By A Lady’
a nameless novelist
a woman
quietly competing
in a man’s world of books
All their words folded into paper
a hundred years or more
the print
waiting
to be read
or spoken
just one more time
And now I
this woman of ebook future
and computer literate age
will absorb
the declaration
the knowledge
and the beauty
of a timeless writers heart
http://wordmusing.wordpress.com/2012/11/14/a-timeless-writers-heart/
Hey Girl
Hey girl!
Where are you going –
I don’t think you know.
You just had to leave –
you just had to go.
And I don’t blame you.
The Beauty Inside
Let Me Love You
When you look at me,
what exactly do you see?
A silly old girl
out of touch with reality?
When Your Towel is at the Ready
So, life got hard,
It is just not that easy.
Sunshine and roses,
It will not always be.
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