Thursday, June 19, 2008

Computer Thinking

When I sit at my computer
Thinking about the world.  I question if
Diogenese dreamed of miracles
Today's scientists have unfurled?

He searched his world with lantern
Trying to find the truth.
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Why didn't he find it in his youth?

People might be more educated
Today than in his day.
But many miss the most important 
Basic truths of life I say.

They know about astrology
Men on the moon is more than just a wish.
Medical marvels are performed each day.
Life can begin in a Petri dish!

But when it comes to average men
Do they really understand?
God is the source of all life
It never came from man.

Spread The Word

Spread the word, spread the word!
Tell all men what you have heard.
Let them know that God loves them,
And that you love them, too!

Hold their hands, serve their needs.
Tell them how our Savior bleeds
When they do not love each other as they should.

Spread the word, spread the word!
Tell the children what you know.
Let them feel the love in your arms,
And protect them from all harm.
Cradle them, nurture them
So that they can nurture too.
Teach them how to love each other
As you do.

Spread the word, spread the word!
Tell the leaders of His word. 
Let them hear how you feel
So they can appeal
For justice in the land.
And for truth to take a stand.
So that they can be honest in their word.
 

Ode To Peanut Butter

You tanned, scrumptious lover!
You beckon me with promises of satisfaction,
An then,
Cruel lover...
What betrayal
When I step upon the scale!

Shining Armor

What ever happened to the knight?
What ever happened to the shining armor?
What ever happened  to  these?
Chivalry used to be an every day word.
What of opening doors, standing when
A lovely princess left the table?
Opening chariot doors, car doors or any door?
What happened to those gracious manners?
Spreading cloaks in the mud for a fair damsel
Just to please her?
Did the Betty Fridan syndrome of women's lib
Ruin it for us all?

The thoughtful, gracious, charming ways of a prince charming
Were heart winning!
Ladies never used foul language, spit in the street,
Or for that matter spread their legs in photographs
Years ago.
I'm not with it you say?
Oh, yes I am!
I get these things done for me because
I expect them from a gentleman.
Oh, young women, don't sell yourselves short.
Be refined.  Be dignified.  Be cultured.
It is worth every effort, you will see.
Set the example for your friends.  Become a princess.
Once in awhile I find the prince of a man out there,
However, unfortunately too seldom.
I miss him!
We all need a prince in our lives.

ON The Night When Our Savior Was Born (this is a song)

The world was dark, people felt despair
Till that wondrous night when God heard their prayer.
He sent His son as a human child
On the night when our Savior was born.

Heaven and earth breathed a holy sigh
On the night when Gods word became new life. 
The earth stood still and all men rejoiced
On  the night when our Savior was born.

Light came into the world.
Hope blossomed in our hearts.
Love came into the world
To bring us new life.
On the night when our Savior was born.

Now the whole world celebrates this day.
God has answered our prayers in a special way.
Jesus is present to  this day.
From the night when our Savior was born. 

Love came into the world.
Joy came into our hearts.
Peace came into the world.
When Jesus was born.
Light came into the world.
Hope blossomed in our hearts.
Love came into the world.
On the night when our Savior was born!

I Like To Snuggle In Covers On A Rainy Day

I like to mound the pillows up
And sink into them
Until they fluff up around my ears.
I like to hear the rain on the windows and the roof
Especially a tin roof.

On a rainy day
Every thing is clean.
Clean and washed to start over.
Like the first day of a new man.

Puddles reflect trees, make them upside down
Like my life
Till it begins anew on a rainy day.
Then everything gets washed.
I can see straight
And start over....

Thank you God for rainy days.
There must have been a million new starts for me!
Like the puddles----I hope I grew.
Like the trees--------I hope I got stronger, deeper roots.
Like the skies--------I cried.
I  tried.....
Give me more rainy days Lord.

I Like To

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The Sacred Presence

At communion
Gazing upon the Divine Presence
I am overcome

At the privilege
Of being in His Presence!

Like the first jump kick
(though womb encased)
Of the Baptist.


De Colores Delirious

We jumped for joy,
Our smiles were wide.
Had a wonderful time.
The Spirit was deep inside.

We shared our love
It lifted us out of our seat.
To change our lives.
The lives of those we meet.

We were consumed with joy
Trinity in our midst.
Love you could feel.
An event not to be missed.

We came home from the conference
Walking on air!
People noticed the difference.
They knew we'd never despair.

Open your heart
To the spirit of God.
He's all around you
Even the road you trod.


LISTEN!

Listen!
When the Spirit stirs your heart.
Listen!
He has been there from the start.
Listen!

In the rustling of the leaves.
In the cooling summer breeze.
In the sunset
And the sunrise.
Listen!

He will soothe your aching soul.
Listen!
He will be there to console.
He'll be there to make you whole.
Listen!

When you're troubled
Breathe His fragrance in.
Stop!
You will feel Him there within.
L i s t e n!

Dyslexia

I miss the Lilacs in Chicago.
They don't grow here at all.
Lavender perfumed air
Heavenly scented the air everywhere.

Even closed doors did not
Keep that luscious scent out.
When I was little I took 
Piano lessons from a man very stout.

His name was Mr. Leonard Blair.
Walking to my house
He'd play imaginary piano
With his fingers in the air!

Mother fired Mr. Leonard Blair
Thinking him quite creepy.
At the piano his eyes would close..
I  think he was very sleepy.

Even though he fell asleep
His genius expertise
Certainly was outstanding. 
He'd snore himself awake then sneeze.

A teacher snoring by my side
Puzzled me almost to vexia
Because you see I really had
A bad case of dyslexia.

I played strange upside down sounds
To me all crazy sounding notes.
All around would hold their ears.
Slamming windows were their votes.

Those lessons did me well I think.
Enjoy playing to this day.
Only play now for myself you see.
Play saying, "NO, DO IT THE OTHER WAY!"

When I do play my piano,
I miss the aroma of Lilacs in the air.
When in Chicago it wafted into my room.
Inhaling I'd close my eyes, and so did Mr. Blair.

Bobbin

Since my darling son died
I've wept many tears.
I miss his sweet smile;
It's been almost four years.

He played the drums
In his band don't you know.
Lived a lot on the road
Oh, I miss him so!

Now he silently sleeps
In the arms of the Lord.
When he died all alone my mothers heart
Was pierced with a sword.

As a toddler I always called him "bobbin".
Always jumping, hopping, running around.
Now that he's gone I spend my time
Looking at all the pictures I've found.

Oh, my precious boy
I pray daily for you.
Now you are free
In the heavenly view.
  
I pray for your joy
From suffering and pain.
I look for the day 
We're united again.

Don and I say our prayers,
Always pray for your joy.
You always will be
Our sweet wonderful boy!

Amazing Adventures

Go chasing after rainbows
Also butterflies in the sky.
If beauty is what you seek
They satisfy the eye.

Once we saw a double one
Rainbows I'm speaking of.
Then low flying butterflies
Filled the sky above.

Amazingly in Israel
In the upper room
As we stood there praying
A white dove appeared from out the gloom.

Darkened hallways were gloomy 
On that rainy day.
We hurried to our busses
But wished that we could stay.

We gathered in the chapel
In Nazareth one day.
For mass around the altar
Our Jewish guide stayed to pray.

He prayed with us each time we stopped.
A holy man was he.
His name was Sheptai, he was nice.
Said "Not to vorrey",  then said "See!"

In Canna we repeated
Our holy wedding vow.
Next we found a small cafe
Which had delicious chow.

Our trip  to Italy was exciting.
Such grandeur made us awed.
We sang in eight part harmony.
Giving glory to our God.

The exquisite art in Italy
Took our breath away.
Yet Israel's simplicity
Really made our day.

To think we walked the vary streets
Our Blessed Lord had trod!
Was almost more than we could stand
When bowing t o our Lord.

Walking the Via Della Rosa,
Jesus suffered so for us.
Thinking about our Savior,
Teary eyed we got back on the bus.

We will never forget those trips we took.
We have pictures which we bought.
We reminisce when viewing them
Bringing rich memories to thought.

A Love Like Yours

Let me see with eyes like Yours
Let me hear with ears like Yours
Let me cry with tears like Yours
So I can love completely

Let me walk where You have walked
Let me talk as You have talked
Teach me to look inside everyone
And find Your love completely

Through my friends and family here
I can feel Your presence near
You will take away all fear
So I can love completely

People look for love each day
Any place in any way
If they'd only look for You
They'd find true love completely

Your example led the way
How to live and what to say
Help us Lord in every way
To live your love completely.

Tycoons

They prance around
Like gods
These men.

The inner sanctum
Doors locked tight
Against intrusion.

Their bastion does not
Let anything out
For they are trapped inside.


Trapped by
Their own greed
Empty inside!

The sorrow is....
They
     Know it!


The Tunnel

I've traveled that tunnel of death.
Never could I imagine the warmth,
Deep overwhelming love,
Soul moving pleasure I experienced
Directly from the heart of God.

He wrapped me in
His Divine arms,
Held me more tightly, lovingly
Than any mother ever held
Her beloved child.

Possessed me entirely.
Such love does not exist on earth.
Divine not human.
A deep sigh escaped my lungs.
It made my closed eyes tear.

I realized that I have been loved much
All of my life
By husband, children, family, friends.
Never have I experienced
Having such golden love enfold me before!

The Music Box

Trying to nap I was laying
Down upon the couch.
My music box was playing
A melody so sweet.
Asleep and snoring gently
My kitty at my feet.
Black and white he is
A tuxedo cat so neat.

On the recliner chair was my spouse.
I think he's so sweet, so handsome!
Not wishing to awaken him,
I was quiet as a mouse.
I  tiptoed in behind him,
And touched him on t he arm.
Jumping up so suddenly
He feared he was in harm.

"Now our dinner guests 
Are coming soon
So wake up Donald dear".
We laughed together as he
Realized there was nothing more to  fear.
We had a lovely party with many of our friends.
They danced, they sang, told jokes, and laughed
Till someone was in tears.

We've had many happy parties
With family, friends so dear.
As passing time takes them away
We wish that they were near. 
Forward looking to the time
When all of us can be
Together with our Father
In that land so heavenly!

March 13, 1965----Selma, Alabama

Heartbroken I stand and face mankind.
This week the devil held us in his hand!
We did not squirm, neither revile....
The familiar hand held no aversion for too many.
Most were not moved enough to even pray.

100 years ago  the hope for the future was bright...
It was trampled on Selma's bridge tonight!

They fled in fright, their own brothers in command
Leading the hideous attack.
Bloody!  Dazed!  Unable to see!
Please dear God have mercy on me.

Many have suffered, many will die.
But the apathy of you and I
Is what spurs brutality, injustice, and hate.
What key to unlock prejudice's gate?

Heartbroken before mankind I stand.
I might as well hold a club in my hand.
Our "but what can I do?" holds no strength anymore...
We've said it too many times before. 

The path to peace
Perhaps it not be in His plan?
For generations to behold Him in every man.
But pray God we can make a definite start for humanity
By  teaching our children true Christianity. 

The Sacred Presence

De Colores Delirious


Listen!

Listen!