The Wind

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The Wind

If you enjoy beautiful romantic poetry, then it is my pleasure to share this poem of mine with you!
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Slipping by Kristen McHenry

Slipping by Kristen McHenry

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For her superb online blog, my poet friend Kristen McHenry has posted this week a profound, deep and rife with beautiful metaphor poem of her own creation.  It’s called Slipping…and it’s inimitable.  And I wanted to share it with you.

Here: http://thegoodtypist.blogspot.com/2017/05/slipping.html

ONCE UPON A DAY

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Sometimes this is what becomes of a life and of one’s dreams and love.

Patrick The Poet

 

ONCE UPON A DAY
 
Oh, once upon a day I used to believe in love.
In all the stars in heaven, and in heaven above.
That you would always love me and would forever stay.
(Till that day when love disowned me…when you went away.)
For once upon a day I had hoped for happiness.
That all the world and this were found in a lover’s kiss!
And thought you would live even after the end of time
(Till I wrote you a verse in a dirge that didn’t rhyme!)
It rhymes here, my love!–But it is a desolate one.
And as dark as the night when darkness shuts out the sun.
Still, I believed in sunlight, and in love, and in God
(And once upon a day by all these was stirred and awed!)
Till love came and vanished, and let darkness have its way.
And the truth spoke but lied, then had nothing more to say!
Then all my beliefs and all my hopes were tossed away.
(When your dirgeful life died, my love…once upon a day.)

TIMELESS TREASURE

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The path to happiness and enlightenment is paved in many lessons and mistakes.  It’s affected by choice and change as well as chance and time.  And sometimes endures a lot of pain and grief to reach the timeless treasure that is love and joy.

Patrick the Poet

 

TIMELESS TREASURE

There was nothing left to search for after I found you;
Nothing in the skies above me more lovely or true.
Besides, what more than happiness does one have to do?

Still, though I never learned it till it was too late,
That there are some things in life for which you have to wait,
Who knew love had to be a slave to fortune and fate?

So I awoke each brisk day to the breaking of dawn,
Hoarding the timeless treasure I had stumbled upon;
And yes, never knowing what I had till it was gone.

But oh, don’t be so quick to judge me and see me burn
In the pit of fiery ignorance one dares to earn!
Don’t you know there are things in life it takes time to learn?

And one of these is loyalty, another one is grace:
To see yourself in your lover’s eyes–to share her space,
And touch the wind in her hair…and the smile on her face!

Oh, we are all so certain from where lastingness springs.
And the permanency of love that youth always sings.
So judge me not–you, who knows little about these things!

We are young and foolish and see our lives enchanted,
Then take what the gods may give and the seeds they’ve planted,
While taking what should never be taken for granted.

Yet in the realm of love that stirs passion and romance,
Beyond the throes of fortune and fate and circumstance,
We can earn the timeless treasure of a second chance!

So this I will find again–for my heart is not old.
Though much in life that glitters–even hope–is not gold,
I know this we all can find–if our hearts remain bold!

So judge not one’s foolish youth that ended with a tear.
For the path to cherishing love is not always clear.
Though now I’m ready for a second chance to appear,
You should understand, it can take a while to get here.

THE GIFT OF LIFE

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The most precious gift given to us is life.  And a newborn baby is a miracle in and of itself.  A miracle and a promise for tomorrow.  And evidence of God, in my opinion.

Patrick The Poet

 

THE GIFT OF LIFE

Today a beautiful gift was given to me.
A gift of perfect happiness and holy love.
So perfect for all its innocence and beauty.
And so holy because it came from God above!

And though life is often sad and terribly flawed,
There is still much happiness that has come my way.
For if I needed to believe there is a God
And a reason to face life each difficult day,

I would not need to look to the heavens above
Nor seek to know the reason God lives to save me.
I know full well the presence of God and His love
Everyday when I embrace this child He gave me!

DESERT LOYALTY

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For the holiday season and the coming of hopefully a better year, this poem is dedicated to all my dearest friends and fellow true believers.

Patrick The Poet

 

DESERT LOYALTY
 
Once you found yourself alone…far from trust and paradise,
Bereft of all those you gave every ounce of loyalty to.
Though now these sands are harsh and hot–they are as cold as ice!
And rife with the rage of a world that has turned against you.
Yet time after time another promise has come along…
Heard from the lips of ardent friendships that swore to be true.
Instead, you were left to die…like silence murders a song,
Or as wind does over the sand…to leave the desert askew!
 
Then here upon this barren plain you happened upon me.
To find and save my life when I was at death’s very brink.
Still, though I humbly thanked you and swore eternal loyalty,
You no more believed me…though I wrote it in mortal ink!
Now over time and other lifetimes the desert has fed
More betrayal to you, and too much disdain of me, I think.
Still, I have waited years to be thirsting and almost dead…
Ah, to find water…and give you the first and only drink!

 

EXHORTATION

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I missed the holidays that were and the company of loved ones and special friends now gone.  I find this to be true for those still around among family and friends who celebrated as I several decades of Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s Eve.  The festive atmosphere, shimmering lights and decorations and hoopla for the holidays still hold some appeal.  But not like before.  And, as the years go on, the appeal wanes a little bit more each holiday season.  Tried as I have, it seems impossible to prevent this gradual feeling of ennui from setting in.  It appears to be as unavoidable as is the passage of time and growing age. 

I think the older we get the less appealing and less fun become the holidays is something that really begins to happen when we hit our fifties. For some, maybe during their forties.  This is because as the years go on we lose more and more loved ones and friends.  And so it is at this point in my life I don’t really celebrate the holidays.  I acknowledge them and still realize their importance and reverence.  But they’re more a fun and joy to younger people, in my opinion.  To us older folk, they become more and more bittersweet and continually rife with past memory.

The only decent advice I have to give is cherish the holidays that were and the better memory you can keep until the end.  Most of all, cherish those loved ones and friends now gone, and the ones still with you until the end!  Hopefully in a better way, my poem here will tell you what I mean.

Patrick The Poet

 

EXHORTATION

I will always feel love that is true and magnificent
And hear lovers repeat words that are well worth repeating,
(So it is with true friends who share every careful greeting);
And yet, though love is potent and happiness is well meant,
I would tell them to hold on to every precious moment,
For love is frail…and happiness is so very fleeting.

For I have felt the spark of hope and the sunlight beaming
Through the eons of life that selfishness and greed distort
(Which truth and wisdom often fail to repair or comfort);
And though there are those who dream of sunlight always gleaming,
I would tell them to hold on to every dream they’re dreaming,
For dreams are such fragile things…and life is so very short.

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