lucy777 Poetry (28)

The sound of ringing Christmas bells
Is a sound I love so well
Remembering moments when I have heard them in the of past
Those are cherished memory's that will always last
As the old saying goes when a Christmas bell rings
a angel will get his wings
So let the bells sound
and let there be joy all around!

Were is the Golden Knight?
Did he take flight?
The pen is his steady stead
His poetry is what we miss and need to read!
Is he scrubbing the castle floors?
and polishing all its doors?
He needs to take a break
and pen some poetry for Heavens sake!

Don't miss your destiny because of haste
Don't choose the wrong path because it is smoother
When at life's crossroads think twice so you don't waste your life,
just stop and wait because sometimes in matters of the heart
certainty will come on that rocky narrow road.

Your flame and mine may not be the same

But you have felt all my pain just the same

You have been a friend and so much more

And have truly touched my heart and mind and my entire core

When it comes to love we both run away

And this it seems is were we want to stay

Alone and separate in our ways

This is how we chose to spend our days

Maybe some day we will both change our mind

And find someone who is loving sweet and kind

FOR A MOMENT IN TIME I JUST WANT TO BE.
WITH MY HEAD ON YOUR CHEST AND YOUR ARMS AROUND ME IS WERE I WANT TO BE YOU SEE.
I WANT TO HEAR YOUR HEARTBEAT IN MY EAR AND FEEL YOUR BREATH ON MY HAIR,
NO WORDS ARE NEEDED I JUST WANT TO BE NEAR.
I WILL REMEMBER THAT ONE MOMENT FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE MY DEAR.
THAT ONE SINGLE MOMENT WHEN WE WILL JUST BE

Try something new instead of the same old same old
find a idea and of it just grab a hold
and break out of your mold

Instead of always being sensible
try being a little maniacal

Live a little bit
and get out of your pit!

Try something different and rare
and you just might find your self dancing around like Fred Astair!

To all the people that live
I would like to give
The gift of warmth

To the homeless person a blanket to keep them warm
Also the assurance they will come to no harm

To the abandon dogs I would like to give them a home
So in the gutters they no longer have to roam

To every lonesome soul
Who life has been a toll
I would like to give them a hug
And warm coco in a mug

The gift of warmth don't have to cost much you see
just a warm smile is all you need

Pop in the Ham
and sweeten the yams

Brown the turkey
and add a sprig of parsley to make it look perky!

How much cornbread stuffing should I make?
and how many more pies do I need to bake?

Hurry and make the tea
cause no one wants to wait on me!

hurry hurry I am in a rush!
and I hope this stuff don't taste like mush!

A poet once wrote about a twin flame, but what if your flame is not a twin flame?
instead something deeper,brighter,and forever dancing together?
what if the poet missed the mark?
What if my flame was meant to be forever entwined and dancing with another flame?
and not the same as the other flame.

SOMETIME TO ME YOU ACT SO INSECURE
OF ME YOU SEEM SO UNSURE

TO ME YOU ARE EVERYTHING A MAN SHOULD BE
THIS IS WHAT I WANT TO MAKE YOU SEE

SWEET UNSELFISH AND KIND
PUTTING UP WITH ME YOU DON'T SEEM TO MIND

YOU HOLD MY HEART IN THE PALM OF YOUR HAND
I HOPE ME ADMITTING THIS MAKES YOU FEEL SO GRAND

WE BOTH ADMIT WE FEEL A CONNECTION
AND I HOPE WE GET TO HON THIS FEELING TO PERFECTION

WE HAVE BOTH BEEN HURT BEYOND BELIEF
BUT IN EACH OTHERS ARMS I HOPE WE FIND RELIEF

ONE DAY I HOPE YOU WILL NOT BE SO INSECURE
AND JOIN ME IN BEING SURE

Thunder and rain
let it echo my pain.
let the thunder roll
as it takes it s toll
my heart is broken
so let the rain give me a good soaking
let it wash away all my tears
because you are no longer here
loss is a part of life
so let the rain wash away all this strife
I forgive you
I miss you
but I know it is over so I will roll on like the thunder.

I believe each soul
is unique and whole

So how can it have a mate?
and to pair them is left to fate?

Could it be the part
that is our heart

Don't want to be left alone
and on its own?

So to the soul it conspires
its desires

Making the soul
think that with out a mate it cant be whole?