Showing posts with label love-letter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love-letter. Show all posts

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Dear World...

PAD Challenge day 16;For today’s prompt, write a poem to the world

Yesterday morning...


  
...this morning
Different colours, same Creator!




Dear World,
We are all in this together
the rich with the poor,
The strong with the sick,
the beautiful with the ugly
we all weather the same weather
breathe the same air
bear kindred care
that love inspires 

By the grace of the Same God
we go, to and fro
giving and taking
making promises
we don't always keep
we wake
we sleep
so much in common
so, come on

...let's love one another instead of hate
for we are all kindred
sister and brother
and no one is greater than love
or its Creator
Dear World, 
we are all in this together
so, let's weather
whatever the weather
...with kindness
and patience
and love

Janet~


Imagine if we actually put in action the love described below!!

 Love is patient, 
love is kind. 
It does not envy, 
it does not boast, 
it is not proud. 
It does not dishonor others, 
it is not self-seeking, 
it is not easily angered, 
it keeps no record of wrongs.  
 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  
 It always protects, 
always trusts, 
always hopes, 
always perseveres.
 Love never fails. 
1 Cor.13:4-8

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Love-letter to October Wind





Why do you have to be so beautiful?
You brood outside my door with begging eyes
And dash across a world where summer lies
In disheveled abandon, husk and hull

Why do you have to be so debonair?
You sweep me off my feet with coy embrace
You toy with clouds than dip to kiss the face
Of she who dares to dance with naught but air

Why do you have to be so wild and blue?
The color of your eyes fills poet’s veins
To spill at will in spite of common chains
And laws that cannot bind the likes of you

Why do you have to be so beautiful?
You know my best weakness; October eyes
I cannot see you, yet I recognize
The timbre of raw hunger in your pull

© Janet Martin

It was going to be a perfect day to get a lot done, then the wind had to go and put on the perfect shade of ink!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

A Letter


Darling, if I should write you a letter
What is it that I would tell?
Would I speak of such wee trifles as weather?
And ask ‘have you been well?’
Or would I commit to this humble parchment
The things I should like to say
Darling, if I would write you a letter
Would you keep it or throw it away

Darling, if I would write you a letter
Would you bother to read it at all?
Or would you reply that you like it better
When I pick up the phone and call
Darling does the smell of ink and paper
Drive you a little crazy too?
And should I decide to write a letter
Would you mind if I wrote it for you?

Janet~

In this electronic age do we still write letters?
A hand-written letter cannot be deleted.
It can last for generations.
I came across such a letter one day when I was putting some things away.
It was a letter to my grandma from her sister. PRICELESS!!!!!

Intangible You.........


I only want a piece of you
To touch between your words
I cannot clasp within my hands
Some sentiment I’ve heard
I cannot brush my fingertips
Across the silent air
Or hold between my trembling lips
The echo of your prayer

I want a piece of you to quench
The sorrow in my hunger
Between my fists I cannot clench
The echo of last summer
I cannot reach to touch the wind
Or blue skies up above me
Tell me, is there anything
At all that you can give me?

I only want a piece of you
But that defies all reason
I cannot hold the color blue
The softness of your breathing
And just a little piece of you
Could never satisfy me
I realize, the whole of you
Is wrapped up deep inside me

Janet~

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Not That Far.....


Perhaps the sky is weeping and gray
And there’s a world of it twixt you and I
Love is unhindered; you are not far away
Love leaps across each lonely mile
There is no fixed perimeter
Where love must be sadly constrained
It takes its flight in thought and prayer
It cannot be caught or restrained

Darling, wherever you are today
Miles cannot separate
They are simply geography
On road maps that we create
But it has nothing to do with love
No matter what road maps say
I feel you near me as I move
No, you are not too far away

Life has many twists and turns
We cannot see past today
Those things for which the spirit yearns
Often seem far away
But when it comes to love, my dear
Its essence wings 'cross the gray
And in its flight it draws you near
No, you are not too far away

All Rights Reserved
Janet Martin

Sunday, November 21, 2010

The Way It Is......



Dawn draws the darkness out of the skies
Time steals the dream from the dreamer’s eyes
November rejects the sun’s warmest kiss
And I love you……..
That’s just the way it is

Children grow up and old people die
Today is tomorrow’s history
Pain is the flip-side of tender bliss
And I love you…………..
That’s just the way it is

New love is born; and some love fades away
Just as the morn slips into the day
Then day returns to night’s quietness
And I love you………..
That’s just the way it is

Time is a tender and torturous quadrille
Changing our scope with each turn of the wheel
Bittersweet slow-dance, moments I’ll miss
But I’ll always love you…..
That’s just the way it is

Janet~

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Strong Enough............


I try not to,
But oh, my dear
Every now and then
I shed a tear
I'm blessed and I know it
But this time of year
I can't help but wish
That you were here
I try to be strong, love
But I guess you know
I'll never be strong enough
To let you go

Janet~

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Broken Resolve


I wasn’t going to
I really wasn’t going to
Write anything tonight
But what you said
Stuck in my head
And I couldn’t forget it quite
Nor could I resist…
Oh, what if I missed
One grand opportunity
To tell you again
With paper and pen
How much you mean to me
Yes, I know my voice
Is not my first choice
And I know it drives you mad
When I don’t simply shout
But instead, spell it out
Then again, my dear aren’t you glad?
For with ink and pen
Again and again
You can read it like a love letter
And at the end of the day
Oh wouldn’t you say
That is a whole lot better?

All Rights Reserved
Janet Martin