"
Lost and Found"
Screams rend the night darkness
As chaos reigns in sleeping minds.
Fighting echoing shrieks to awareness,
Those once drowsing find themselves
Now huddling in fear beneath covers.
Fire flickers through the filter of eyelids,
While those braver than the rest peek
To glimpse shadows of nightmares
Lingering in delight of tears streaming
Down cheeks of those too scared to run.
Then faith reaches out its hopeful hand
To touch and tame the frightful madness
That only Hell can bring to those who live.
The hero of a demon-filled existence
Is the One who loves man the most.
"
Live Forever"
Who wants to live forever?
So the pain of heart and limbs
Can endure ever lasting?
Discomfort will grow each day
Until I won’t want to stay.
Talk of immortality,
I could greet my grandchildren’s
Progeny for many years.
But when their time disappears,
I would be overwhelmed with tears.
I could watch history pass
With war, disease, desolation.
Leaders would rise and then fall,
Bringing hope, sometimes despair,
But never long-lasting care.
I don’t want to live forever,
Not in this world we now know.
I want to know that some day
I will be able to escape
To a place not filled with hate.
Who wants to live forever?
In a place of cloudless skies,
Of love, peace, and endless joy,
Sunlight gleams without a storm,
Glory found in every form.
I will take forever life
In the place where He’s alive,
To know that everyone there
Need not be separated
Nor ever feel incarcerated.
No pain, no illness, no tears
Will be seen much less known,
War, a word not even heard.
Yes, I will live forever
Once I cross Jordan's river.
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Closure"
The young boy’s eyes sparkled
As he spied the golden curls
Peeking from under her winter cap.
Since an eight-year-old isn’t poetic,
He packed snow into a ball
And threw with all his might,
Knocking the hat from her head.
Imagine his surprise as she whirled
And returned fire, hitting his chest,
Where love for her bloomed.
Over the years, fast friends
They became as they skipped
Hand in hand through school.
His junior prom, she was his date,
As was he for hers the next.
After he left for college,
Letters, like winged flames,
Flew from him to her each week.
The summer became a time of joy
As they rebuilt their love again.
In fall, they had to part once more,
He back to the next level;
She, to the college in town.
Once full of love and laughter,
Messages from her came
Slower and shorter each time.
Soon, by Christmas, they stopped.
By end of semester, he heard
She gave her love to another.
His heart turned to stone.
Years passed, he earned a fortune,
But he never had a family.
At last the loner returned home
To find his lost love not only
Another’s wife, but a mother.
He stood in the background,
Knowing her husband could be ruined.
He had the means; he had the hate.
Then he saw her face in his mind
And packed the hate away.
He died the other day,
A driver didn’t pause or stop.
Many attended the funeral
With one woman at the back.
Tears pooled and spilled
Before she wiped her face,
Turned, and slipped away.
Only later did she know
He left her not only his heart
But everything he had.
Unknown to her, he had been more,
Her Sir Galahad: Although he wore
A tarnished, rusted suit of armor.
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Poetry: June 08, 2005 Issue [#349]
