justpickone Poetry (5)

Knocked around by life since you were born
Battered, beaten, bloodied and torn
Every twist of the road another heart ache
This thing called life ain’t no slice of cake
Just taking the licks as they come around
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down
 
Round two and hear the bell ring
What is the worse that they can bring
Come up swinging asking for more
Go the distance til you get to the exit door
Bounce off the mat with a thumping sound
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down
 
Third time they say is the charm
Giving hope a chance what’s the harm
Living with your heart wide open
The best laid plans of mice and men
This girl is stepping out on the town
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down
 
The last hurrah; strike up the band
Love letters written in the sand
Time may wash away unsightly mars
Waves of God’s love removes the scars
Watching the circle of life go round
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down

Seeking fun and adventure at every turn
Quick to laugh and the champ of one-liners
Easy-going, one day at a time
I am free to show
This side of me

Enthralled by the sunset on the water
Listening to the sounds of silence
Touched by the beauty that surrounds
I will gladly show
This side of me

Constantly striving to fill the need to know
Searching and thirsting for knowledge
A deep need to understand my world
I can show to you
This side of me

Faith that has found its resting place
Firmly placed in the hands of God
Sustaining me through tempest seas
I hopefully can show
This side of me

Gentle mother rocking her child
Crooning softly to her dear little one
Teaching, training, raising to maturity
Showing a part of
This side of me

Strong-headed, strong-willed woman
Tough as stone, stand my ground
No compromise of my values
Can I show you
This side of me

Buried deep the hidden dreams
The aching heart and arms
That long to hold a matching soul
I do not dare show
This side of me

Pain and sorrow have left their marks
Tears have etched ravines across my heart
Battle scars mar my life
No one can know
This side of me

Bringing into sharp clarity a single image
While all else fades and blurs
The vision of you sears my mind
Causing all other pictures to fade and crumble
I see you everywhere I look
I hear your voice in every conversation

Longing for the touch of you
To feel you pressed against me
Your lips brushing mine
The sensation of your breath on my cheek
Every fibre of my being coming into clarity
Focused on the image of you and me

She stands and listens to the wind
sing a tune across time and space
the gentle throb of a lonely ache
she listens to his beating heart

She stands and sings to the wind
a quiet song about space and time
the ebb and flow of a restless soul
she speaks to his anxious mind

Silent silhouette
marked against the sky
unmoving staring
into the murky darness
stands alone
the watcher in the night

Hushes wispers
ripple through the air
carried abroad
by flowing streams
heard only
by the watcher in the night

Mournful cries
echo into the dark
pounding hearts
beating out a lonely tatoo
sighing aloud
to the watcher in the night

Empty sobs
pounding through the streets
wailing sirens
screaming painful obsenities
weeping eys
from the watcher in the night