No, I haven’t actually been able to finish anything in years, but while I was recently searching through one of my poetry books, I found something I wrote back in what I’m guessing would have been 2007. I do promise that if I am ever actually able to put more than just a few lines down on a page, it will be posted here if I feel it is complete.
Trembling she stepped forward
Her weapons heavy upon her back
Her armor tattered
Demons clawing the path behind
“Turn back” her mind echoed
As her feet faltered
She could run now
Run towards the call of battle
Through the water she saw him
His gaze steady and unfaltered
In his hand he clenched her freedom
But in her mind was the rusted lock
“Remember what you are.
Remember how we suffered.”
But what of her pain
And the endless miles traveled alone
Her fate had brought her here
She felt warmth beyond the portal
Hope beyond her despair
Strength beyond her years
Darkness fell behind her
But the sun shone bright ahead
Curiously she stepped forward
Into the unknown world before her
The water washed away her weapons
The sun stripped away her dread
Soon she felt the comfort
She thought known only to the dead
He stood there still before her
Strength on this unknown path
His hand still clutched her freedom
His gaze clearing her head
She fell to her knees before him
Arms crossed over head
Finally she had found freedom
But it was in her heart instead
His faith had been the key
By his hand was the way
Captured in the new day’s sun
Through love was her pain undone
Quietly the girl stood, flute in hand, eyes cast down toward the floor. Her heart was heavy, as it always was in His absence, her life somehow less meaningless when He wasn’t near. She lifted the instrument to her lips, drew in a deep breath of sea air, and began to play. It was a song of longing, a song from the heart, a song to bring Him back to her. The notes drifted on the breeze, across the ocean waves, across the sea to find Him, to gently caress His face and whisper in His ear, “I love You.”
I’ve moved over all of the old poems, and added a few others I never added, one written just this past week.
I will look into moving my photo gallery some time soon, but I am also working on another site for our village in SL.
I should be moving the SL pictures over here as well.
If I could only be with You while I slept,
Then let me sleep eternal.
Let the earth retake me,
If I could be by Your side forever.
If I could only be with You while I wake,
Then let my eyes never flutter.
Let rest never find me,
If I could feel Your breath upon my face.
If I could only be with You while I stood,
Then let me stand forever.
Let the world pass me by,
If I could only see Your gentle smile.
If I could only be with You while I age,
Then let the years fly by.
Let youth forget me,
If I could only grasp Your hand.
If I could only be with You while I weep,
Then let the tears fall like rain.
Let my crying never cease,
If I could only hear You speak.
If I could only be with You while I die,
Then let me die slowly everyday.
Let my life escape me,
If I could only be with You for one day.
If I could only be with You,
Then let the world stand still.
Let there only be the two of us,
If I could only be with You.
What greater joy is there than to be owned by the Man you love?
To be completely His without question;
To know only His touch;
To live and breathe knowing even your mere presence brings Him joy.
He knows you without asking;
He holds you without chains;
The slightest glance fans your inner flame.
Without one there is no two;
Without two there is no one;
And together there is only love.
It’s there she belongs,
Wrapped in warmth.
It’s there she needs,
Hidden in shadow.
It’s there she yearns,
Captured in steel.
In His arms,
At His feet,
In His collar;
Here is her heart.
He rides a steed of kindness
And carries a lance of caring
He’s protected by a shield of truth
And his armor gleams with sweetness
His deeds are guided by love
His words are from his heart
He rescues her with a gentle hug
And guards her with a soft kiss
His arms are her comfort
His lips her salvation
His gentle touch brings her life
And his strength gives her hope
He’ll save her from her past
And she’ll show him his future
Together they will ride forward
And leave their sadness behind
From an old untitled song/poem I wrote
It hit me like a freight
All this added weight
Now go and live your life
I’ll stay here with this knife
The room starts going black
There’s no turning back
Stuck here with this pain
From this I can’t refrain
This will take some time
The clock begins to chime
Blood starts running down
No longer wear a frown
I feel no remorse
Just want to end this curse
Life crashing down
My body hits the ground
My eyes no longer see
What’s in front of me
Put that knife away
Now it’s time to play
She arrived late one evening, oh so flustered and small
All eyes turned to her, “It’s a girl,” was the call
In the background sat a woman, smiling to allWhen not too old her father died
“Oh the poor little girl,” they all cried
Silent and still the gentle woman sat by her side
The crowd cheered as they marched down the street
The girl led them all as she stomped her feet
Standing among them all was a small woman oh so sweet
Older still the girl stood at the head of her class
Graduating with honors giving a speech was the lass
While proud out in the seats was a woman among the mass
The sun shone brightly as the soldiers were presented
A battalion of men and women stood, their task just completed represented
With tear filled eyes a woman stood, looking out at the choice she’s never resented
And now today here we stand
As that little girl defends this land
But all the praise goes to this great woman; if you please, let’s give her a hand
I wrote this for my mother on the occasion of my promotion to Sergeant in the United States Army