Poems

Baby VL O V E

When you see a Chance ... take it!

 

 

 

Click Here to read poem
is a beautiful poem of self discovery.
 
 

Let Me Love You, One Day at a Time
is an exquisite way to say I Love You.

 

 

Heather's Favorites   (my 11 year old daughter)

God's Wheel

God says to me with kind of a smile, "Hey, how would you like to be God for awhile And steer the world?" "Okay," says I, "I'll give it a try. Where do I set? How much do I get? What time is lunch? When can I quit?" "Gimme back that wheel," says God, "I don't think you're quite ready yet."

Shadow Race

Every time I've raced my shadow, When the sun was at my back,
It always ran ahead of me,
Always got the best of me.
But every time
I've raced my shadow,
When my face was toward the sun, I won.

Magic Carpet

You have a magic carpet
That will whiz you through the air,
To Spain or Maine or Africa
If you just tell it where.
So will you let it take you
Where you've never been before,
Or will you buy some drapes to match
And use it On your Floor?

Put Something In

Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
'Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain't been there before.

 

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An Excerpt from Alone

Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Maya Angelou

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Thanks

A wisp of grass hangs from the eaves and marks a sparrow's nest.

An orange cat with narrowed eyes,
after tree climbing, stretches for a rest.

The rough texture of sun-warmed brick contains points of light and dark.
tiny violet weaves in the breeze in the grass in the park.

All these and more are
blessings
on me, beatitudes.
That I can see and love them
brings the peace of gratitude.


Whether each day be hard and bright or misty, soft and gray.
To rise, take note, give thanks, is how I pray.,

By: unknown

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Fear

I have taken over you,
Growing slowly throughout the years.
I gave you visions of ecstasy
While I fed upon your fears;
I made you feel inadequate,
I crept into your soul;
I was growing, ever stronger
As your heart was growing cold.
I let you see only hopelessness,
the hurting pain and strife.
I pushed until your will collapsed
so I could own your very life.

Now, I am feeling some resistance,
I can feel your spirit grow.
I sense somewhere in the distance
You are searching for your soul.
My life is slowly ebbing,
Into darkness I must go;
But as I lie here sleeping
I will never cease to grow.
For I am always in you,
I will never truly end.
So you must keep a constant vigil
Or I will own you once again.

I will lie here always
Creating voices in your mind.
So you must keep a constant vigil
For I am always keeping mine.

By: John Sabo

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Forgive

"That slight misdeed of yesterday,
why should it mar today?
The thing he said, the thing you did,
have long since passed away;
For yesterday was but a trial...
today you will succeed.
And from mistakes of yesterday,
will come some noble deed.

Forgive yourself for thoughtlessness.
Do not condemn the past.
For it is gone with its mistakes;
Their memory cannot last.
Forget the failures and misdeeds,
from such experience rise...
Why should you let your head be bowed?
Lift up your heart and eyes!"


(Anonymous)

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The Best Day of My Life

Today, when I awoke, I suddenly realized
that this is the best day of my life, ever!

There were times when I wondered if I would
make it to today; but I did!
And because I did I'm going to celebrate!

Today, I'm going to celebrate what an
unbelievable life I have had so far:
the accomplishments, the many blessings,
and, yes, even the hardships
because they have served to make me stronger. 

I will go through this day
with my head held high, and a happy heart.
I will marvel at God's seemingly
simple gifts: the morning dew, the sun,
the clouds, the trees, the flowers,
the birds. Today, none of these miraculous
creations will escape my notice.

Today, I will share my excitement for life
with other people. I'll make
someone smile. I'll go out of my way to
perform an unexpected act of
kindness for someone I don't even know.

Today, I'll give a sincere
compliment to someone who seems down.
I'll tell a child how special he is,
and I'll tell someone I love just how deeply
I care for them and how much
they means to me.

Today is the day I quit worrying about
what I don't have and start being
grateful for all the wonderful things
God has already given me. I'll
remember that to worry is just a
waste of time because my faith in God and
his Divine Plan ensures everything will be just fine. 

And tonight, before I
go to bed, I'll go outside and raise my
eyes to the heavens. I will stand
in awe at the beauty of the stars and the moon,
and I will praise God for
these magnificent treasures.

As the day ends and I lay my head down
on my pillow, I will thank the
Almighty for the best day of my life.
And I will sleep the sleep of a
contented child, excited with expectation
because I know tomorrow is going
to be the best day of my life, ever!

By Gregory M. Lousig-Nont, Ph.D.
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The Woman in the Glass

When you get what you want in your struggle for self
and the world makes you queen for a day
just go to the mirror and look at yourself
and see what that woman has to say.

For it isn't your father or mother or child
whose judgment upon you must pass....
the person whose verdict counts most in your life
is the one staring back from the glass.

Some people may think you're a straight shooting chum
and call you a wonderful girl,
but the woman in the glass says you're only a bum
if you can't look her straight in the eyes.

She's the person to please, never mind all the rest,
for she is with you clear up to the end..
and you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test
if the woman in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
and get pats on the back as you pass,
but your final reward will be heartaches and tears
If you cheated the woman in the glass.


Written By: Iris Violeta Colon Torres

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I Love Myself

"I love myself the way I am,
There's nothing I need to change,
I'll always be the perfect me,
There's nothing to rearrange.
I'm beautiful and capable of being
The best me I can.
And I love myself just the way I am.
I love you just the way you are,
There's nothing you need to do,
When I feel the love inside myself,
It's easy to love you.
Behind your fears, your rage and tears,
I see your shining star.
And I love you just the way you are.
I love the world the way it is
'Cause I can clearly see
That all the things I judge are done
By people just like me.
So till the birth of peace on earth
That only love can bring,
I'll help it grow by loving everything.
I love myself the way I am and
Still I want to grow.
But change outside can only come
When deep inside I know
I'm beautiful and capable of being
The best me I can.
And I love myself just the way I am. "

by Jai Josefs
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Farewell

A little while and
I will be gone from among you,
from nowhere we come;
into nowhere we go.

What is life?
It is a flash of a firefly
in the night. 
It is a breadth of a buffalo 
in the winter time.
It is the little shadow 
that runs across the grass
and loses itself in the sunset.


             -- Crowfoot, Blackfoot Chief,
                his dying words

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Wishes

"I had these wishes in my heart...
And carried them always...
They never were from me apart.

In the light of new day, I'd hold them up...
To look at their shine...
And surround them with hope.

In my mind's eye they'd travel...
Never left behind...
Given great care, lest they somehow unravel.

The day did come...
Sadly, I say...
That decision was set to hide them away.

The wanting became more of a chore
The feelings they brought forth...
Looking as a locked door.

In the backyard of my heart...
Did I dug up a trench...
Pouring my wishes in and packing down hard.

No more wishing for dreams dashed from my sight...
Carry on... leave them be...
Forget they were... Say good-bye.

Along did I go...
Then one day didn't I did find...
A surprise in my heart...a delight to my mind.

Where I dug and planted discarded wishes,

you see...
In my heart's fertile ground..
Now there grew a lovely tree.

With a closer look, what I saw on the branches...
Was a beautiful sight...
Lovely flowers in bloom ~

all my wishes shining bright.

So, I picked them and cradled

them soft in my arms...
Took them back in the house of my soul ...
Brought them home.

On the shelf in a special place in my room...
Arranged them all in a glittering crystal vase...
And upon them I set my loving gaze.

Back again...far from gone..
Gifts I've grown in my heart when I left them alone...
Dreams of Hope, Smiles of Joy, Wishes of Love."

by Virginia Santoro

 

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Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow


There are two days in every week that we should not worry about, two days that should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One is yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed, forever beyond our control.

All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed. Nor can we erase a single word we've said - yesterday is gone!

The other day we shouldn't worry about is tomorrow, with its impossible adversaries, its burden, its hopeful promise and poor performance. Tomorrow is beyond our control.

Tomorrow's sun will rise either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds - but it will rise. And until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn.

This leaves only one day - today. Any person can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when we add the burdens of yesterday and tomorrow that we break down.

It is not the experience of today that drives people mad - it is the remorse of bitterness for something which happened yesterday, and the dread of what tomorrow may bring.

Let us, therefore, live one day at a time!

Author Unknown

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A Child's Prayer

God, Make my life a little light, Within the world to glow; A little flame that burneth bright, Wherever I may go.

God, make my life a little flower, That giveth joy to all, Content to bloom in native bower, Although the place be small.

God, make my life a little song, That comforteth the sad, That helpeth others to be strong, And makes the singer glad.

- M. Betham - Edwards

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Poetry by
Robin Masiewicz of Robin's Nest

Transition

It is the gap of transition that shakes us.
Those moments before true movement has been achieved,
that bring us to a level of uncertainty.
Let us embrace those moments when change has not yet come.
To see that this is a necessary moment,
before a new race has begun.
In quiet mindful moments the transition shall appear.
As we open up our hearts to hear the silence, we are now willing to hear.
To see past all the dancing of the mind,
as a friend we can lovingly leave behind.
For we are now ready to embrace a new level of tranquility,
that is reflected at a deeper level of ourselves.

As we accept change...We may move forward...Embracing all that is meant to be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting;
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in entire nakedness,
         But trailing clouds of glory do we come   
From God, who is our home."

                   -- William Wordsworth
             Ode on Intimations of Immortality

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Out In The Fields With God

The little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday,
Among the fields above the sea,
Among the winds at play,
Among the lowing of the herds,

The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.

The foolish fears of what might pass,
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay,

Among the hushing of the corn
Where drowsy poppies nod,

Where ill thoughts die and good are born -
Out in the fields with God.

Louise Imogen Guiney

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The Sun

I told the sun that I was glad, I'm sure I don't know why; Somehow the pleasant way he had Of shining in the sky, Just put a notion in my head That wouldn't it be fun. If, walking on the hill, I said.. "I'm happy" to the sun.

John Drinkwater

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Poetry by Jacqueline Norman

Paused On The Threshold

Oh spirits that live within me
Spirits that are my soul
My mind, my heart
Show me your wisdom
That I may follow your guidance
On the pathway of my day
Oh those that have given me
The teachings of their ways
Please help me to learn
As I struggle on the road
Bring into my conscious thought
The actions I must take
Let my voice merge with yours
So that all will meet as one
Help me then to understand
What lays before my view
Spin the web that binds me
So that I wander not in vain
Show me when the path is split
The one for me to take
Let me not go off in little ways
And lose what is before my sight
Guide me through the doorway
Of the threshold of my life.

Jacqueline 8/11/95

Copyright 8/95

 

 

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