We Usually Know
We usually know what will happen
We are going to do this or that
We are going to go back and forth
We are going to be here or there
We are going to live up or down
We are going to feel happy or sad
Until we find out we really don’t know.
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Hurricane Katrina 2005
I watched the storm
the tragedy unfold
nothing to do
except be told.
They’re way down there
I’m way up here
they can’t hear me
shed a tear.
I heard about people
stranded and alone
no power, no water,
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Wonderful Gifts
The beauty of youth, a gift to all
it’s energy and curiosity arrive when we’re small.
The knowledge of age, earned along the way
by what we do, what we say.
Patience and understanding, quiet insight
brings calm and love that feels just right.
Youth and age never do meet
they meld one to the other, a wonderful feat.
Life never allows choice of youth or age
a dilemma for some, even outrage.
The value of time, the knowledge of joys
are wonderful gifts, not youthful toys.
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The Answer
Why can’t we see it?
We don’t seem to hear it
Seldom do we feel it
the answer to a problem.
It’s always simple –
if we would turn around and look
if we would be quiet and listen
if we would be still and feel.
The answer is always there –
in our heart, our mind and soul.
Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 2001 ©… Read the rest
An Idea
I have great fun, writing on the run.
An idea flashes by, who knows why?
I write a few lines then add a few rhymes.
A story will be told, a lesson will unfold.
Add a grin and a smile, folks will read for awhile.
Ponder a thought, wonder why
give them courage to go out and try.
Ideas from the heart, thoughts from the mind
encouragement and help for folks to find.
Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 2000 ©… Read the rest
Life Can Be Good
Life can be good – life can be bad
it all depends on the perspective you have.
Some people you notice are always mad
then there are those who are always sad.
Some look up – some look down
too many often choose for a frown.
A smile works well – a laugh even better
a little more effort you ignore the weather.
Such simple advice given tongue in cheek
can make your life what you really seek.
Poetry & Graphic by Patricia Walter 2000 ©… Read the rest
Misery
How much misery can there really be?
From the heart, from the mind,
from a friend, from the mirror.
Can misery reside so deep inside
no one else can see or understand.
Is it a permanent scarring
or the swing of a mood.
Depends on the kind of friend it is.
Friend, if that’s all you know.
It controls, it holds,
a warm place to lie down in.
You can always count on it,
know it will be there
It takes so little effort to call it home.
Its hold so deep, there can be no intrusion
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Beyond the Eyes
Eyes are often green, blue or gray
they can see so clearly along the way.
Why indeed with such vision they see
the wonder, the joy and the glee.
Yes, so often, they never really see
what’s inside, the good in me.
They only see, with short-sightedness
the soul inside, which should be caressed.
Others can help and surround with love
but it’s your eyes alone that can see above.
Above disappointments and goals not achieved
to look beyond what you think you really need.
to focus on the good, worth person inside
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I Want
I don’t want life to be hard and cold.
Every time you turn around
there’s a bump or bruise.
I want to be surrounded by
kindness and love
feel the soft caress of
family and friends.
I want to see happiness flowing by
while sadness drowns
and hurt washes away.
I want to see anger
and shouted harsh words
soften by care,
melted by forgiveness.
I want everyone to take time
to reflect and build
a bridge to a kinder world.
Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 2000 ©… Read the rest
The Raging Storm of Life
Our lives are as fleeting
as a snow storm in March.
Raging wind, pellets of ice,
blankets of clouds graying the day.
The calm, the beauty, the serenity,
the glow of the fresh, innocent snow.
So alive, so compelling, so now in time –
so quickly forgotten.
Is our purpose in life to leave behind
cold legacies and monuments in stone
or take with us the beauty
the serenity and the glow.
Why does man feel he must be immortal?
Leave his mark on the world.
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Will I Ever Find The Way?
Sometimes I just don’t know
where I am going or what I want.
How can a person
who seems so blessed be so lost?
What unrest is planted in my heart?
Where do the seeds
of unhappiness come from?
Surely they are not sown at birth.
I know the secret of happiness
a truth deep in my soul –
to love, to care, be kind and gentle.
Yet I stray so far from
the path of contentment.
Is it a life long search to find the way?
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The Treasure Inside
Why are we afraid to find out who we really are?
We can’t wait to open a present –
strip away the ribbons, rip the pretty paper,
cut the tape, and open the box.
Then search through the packing to find the gift.
Is there not a treasure inside all of us?
Are we afraid to find the warm,
loving, wonderful person deep within?
Maybe we fear not finding
a nice caring heart and soul?
We can’t be thankful for
what hasn’t been discovered.
Life’s search is not complete
until we have found the treasure inside.
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