My Title of Liberty

     "In Memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children." - Alma 46:12    

 

My Poems from November 2006

Poems on this page:
   What I Miss
   As a Writer
   New Again
   Snowflakes


What I Miss

Although I've singly lived for years
And get along quite well,
And though I'm happy as I am,
As near as I can tell,
There are some times that take me back
To when I wedded was,
That make me miss the married life
And for the moment pause.
For I will hear some funny thing
Or have a happy thought,
And turn to make a comment,
But no one's in that spot.
Why should it still surprise me,
When sitting all alone?
Or why should I expect a smile
From ghosts who have long gone?

November 13, 2006


As a Writer

Primarily, I seek to learn
By use of printed word
The secrets of my inner self
To pierce with ink-stained sword,
My inner heart, my real self,
And gain what has been stored.

Though buried deep, the treasure's there,
And wisdom will win out -
I'll find the real me buried there,
Of that I have no doubt.
The source of inspiration
I have almost figured out.

I know it has to come from God,
But also comes from me.
Ideas I do not recognize,
Revealed symbolically,
Are coming out in story form
As striving to be free.

The world has beaten down on me,
And always will do so,
And so the inner child was hid
Where danger couldn't go.
And now I learn to search him out
And thus myself to know.

November 13, 2006


New Again

The New Year comes around again
To give once more a cue:
Perhaps it's time to make amends,
While keeping Hope in view.
Enjoy the holidays in Love,
And strengthen ties anew.
So may we hold the good we've got,
And get back what we've lost,
Remembering Jesus paved our way
And paid the awful cost.
He keeps us anchored safe and sure
When we are tempest-tossed.

November 20, 2006


Snowflakes

Snowflakes swirling slowly down,
Like fishies in a bowl,
Landing softly on the ground,
Not seeking any goal.
And snowflakes, no two quite the same
Tho' sharing in six parts,
Lead us to slow our hurried ways
And calm our harried hearts.

November 28, 2006