I Am by Seagull

I Am

I am deeper than you'd think

Though few get closer than the brink

Of what I am inside

What a smile sometimes can hide

Many issues cross my mind

Some are troubling, some are kind

At times alone I cry

At the suffering that I spy

I am gentle, I am shy

So much more than meets the eye

Wishing naught but love to friends

I am loyal to the end

I am happy and I'm free

Have no trouble being me

Though I sometimes am a ham

What I am is what I am!

© Seagull

I Am by Marianne

I AM

I am perfect and unique

I tell myself that every day

 

I am a bear yet sometimes weak

But I know it is OK

 

I am human, so let me be

Please that is the only way

 

let me be ME!

 

© Marianne Milde 2009

 

 

I AM MADE OUT OF...   

 

Made out of notes, clefs and bars

Made out of sounds to reach the stars

 

Made out of words, letters together

Made out of sentences that last forever

 

Made out of dreams that can come true

Made out of hopes that are always there too

 

Yes I'm made out of music, lyrics - songs

It's in the musical world I belong

 

© Marianne Milde 2009

Pensive on Mothers Day by Linda

SECOND SUNDAY IN MAY

It is Mother's Day in Australia

And I look around me with pride.

The love and joy of my daughters

Brings warmth I cannot hide. 

Sitting at my desk, now writing

I look back across the years

Hearing once more the laughter

Feeling the sting of tears. 

How blessed I feel to have them ~

That their tiny hands sought mine.

To be able to patch up scraped knees

And to know that all was fine. 

My heart is full, contentment mine

As I watch their futures evolve,

They work and live and love

And problems try to solve. 

Yet I am feeling troubled

As I think of and remember others

Whose hearts were broken quite in two

Who never became Mothers. 

Those who came home with empty arms

To an empty cradle and silent toys,

No little ones to nurture ~

No little girls or boys. 

I think of those who had no choice

Decisions made by those who "knew best"

Made to give up their little ones

Surely life's greatest test.

Those girls who gave the best gift

To those whose need was real,

A child to love and nurture

Maternal things to feel. 

I think of those who stand in place,

While Mothers work and toil,

Taking care of little ones with love

Not afraid to spoil.

 

So bless you Mothers one and all

Whatever your story may hold,

May the sun shine bright for you

And you never feel the cold.

 

© Linda J. Vaughan

May 9th. 2009

I Am by Lindamay

I Am

 

I am God's child of Innocense

....I am the mirror of who HE is

 

I am my mother's daughter

....I am the blood of her

 

I am my husband's lover

...We are what God has made

 

I am my daughter's mother

...She is the blood of me

 

I am who they call grandma

...These little ones of God

 

I am fulfilled with spirit

I love the feel of rain

I am the Season's child

Renewed with life again.

 

I am a child

I am a daughter

I am a wife

I am a mother

I am a grandmother

I am a great grandmother

 

I am what God has blessed me with.

 

LadyLinda

06 May 2009

Do Writers Procrastinate by Christina

Do All Writers Procrastinate?

I ponder now this question

and wonder is it true -

Do all writers procrastinate

or is just a few?

Are there others out there like me

who often put off today

Things to be done "tomorrow"

that we could've yesterday?

Do they too have "mental trays"

of all that must be done,

Only to shift them round again

to get out of doing one?

Putting off for a moment

with a promise to return

But do they also make an excuse

and once again they spurn?

Is it because there are things

to which our souls relate,

Through the freedom of expression

and poetry* we create

Is it because we're writers

and not through any plan

That we see things differently

that others don't understand

I know I have a list of things

both mentally and written

Of things I know that I should do

but my writing has me smitten

I'd rather be here penning thoughts

through words I can express

How things in life make me feel;

it's like therapy, I guess.

For it's here we find a comfort

not in daily chores

But through the things by which we learn

through words we can explore -

Does it make us lazy,

passive or careless?

No, we just see and think differently

I believe that says it best.

So I ponder now the question

do we procrastinate?

Who cares when we are writing -

it'll get done someday!

© Christina

7th May 2009

* Poetry meaning an expression of words in any form - ie. poetry in motion

I Am by Tootypup

I AM

I am but one Soul 

Out of many in this time

One with just a simple mind

The tears I cry blind my eyes

Of shadows from yesterday's time

 

I am a Child

Innocent and free

The magical moments 

Of childhood games and the sweet memories

Till the day my innocence was taken away

 

I am Fear

That took away my smile

Breaking my spirit for the rest of my life

An elder of trust broke the rule

With no emotions he was so cruel

 

I am Afraid

Of what happened in the shadows of yesterday

No one heard the words I did pray

For the Lord to keep me safe each and every day

And to take my pain away

 

I am Lost

Not to know what is right

In the dark of my room on lonely nights

Hidden with emotion and the tears I always cried

My dreams of hope was what kept me alive

 

I am Alone

With this secret that stays so deep inside

A scar that is embedded deep in my soul

Being held close to me never to be told

Hidden it will stay within, till I grow old

 

I am a Master

Who hides my silent pains

Always happy to the eyes of the day

I am the strength for the ones in need

In your eyes the truth I can always see

 

 

©Tootypup-Susan

It's In the Silence by Marianne

It's In the Silence

Find the silence and you'll hear

voices of guidance in your ear

helping you through the day

showing you the right way

Find the silence and you'll find

peace and quiet, and you'll shine

you will grow

you'll be whole

It's in the silence you can heal your soul

and find strength to see you through

In the si-lence everything will un-fold

and you'll know what to do

 

Find the silence and you'll see

what it is you're meant to be

the truth is there

ust be aware

 

It's in the silence you can heal your soul

and find strength to see you through

In the si-lence everything will un-fold

and you'll know what to do

Be still, be very still

just the sound of your heart is there

Be still, be very still

listen to it with care

It's in the silence you can heal your soul

and find strength to see you through

In the silence everything will unfold

and you'll know what to do

In the silence everything will unfold

and you'll know what to do

© 2006 Marianne Milde