Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Random Thoughts Into Poems

Dolly You Don't Know

You don't know this, but you made me want to sing
There with Porter and all your friends I could see my.dreams
I never made it big like you, but I still touched hearts it seems.
Yes, Dolly, you don't know, but you made me want to sing.

Sometimes I think back, memories take me there
I loved all your make-up, clothes and especially your hair.
When you played guitar and sang the songs you wrote
That little girl with great big dreams hung on every note.

It seemed with every song your heart came through your eyes
No one could make me feel like that no matter how they tried
You'll never know the joy to that little girl you'd bring
Dolly, you don't know, but you made me want to sing.
N.P. 2018

This world is cold

I don’t know what road you’re on

Which path you chose to walk along

Winding trails or mountains you must climb

No, I don’t know because I’m walking mine.


I’ve seen others come and go

Tired and weary from things I don’t know

They’ve never asked me for a dime

To stop and talk, we don’t have time


Mama said, this life

Will quickly pass us by

But you don’t know the half


So many you loved and knew have gone

Left behind to go on

Loneliness that fills your soul

Memories of ones that made you whole

Mama said my advice is don’t grow too old

Because where I am this world is cold.

N.P.2018

Better Days

We used to sit at dinner everyone got along.

Laughter filled the room like an old forgotten song.

Everyone chimed right in, we all had something to say

Lord how we could use, some of those good old days.


There were no politics because everybody knew

Uncle Rob was Republican and Daddy he was blue

Mama talked about her sewing friends and Jeffrey got an A

Lord, how we could use some of those good old days.


Those good old days 

Promised us better ways

Better lives and better pay,

But now it’s hatred to the end

If you’re red you can’t have blue friends

Sons hate moms and dads hate sons

Can someone please tell me when the better days are supposed to come.

N.P. 2018





Push and Pull


 Here I am, trying desperately to stay I’m not the one, when times get tough, to turn and walk away Push me out, pull me in, I’m about to lose my mind I can’t seem to see a way to get pulled back in this time. Because the words you find to break me down With a force they pound, pound, pound. It’s so plain to see You’ve stopped loving me So with what little dignity I’ll take this broken heart and leave. N. P. 2018


 The Safest Place 


 Sometimes the night is the safest place to be
Hidden from everyone; you want no one to see.
The beating of your head,the  wringing of your hands, the screaming from your heart
Because that grand life that others see is crumbling all apart. My Star There it is right there up in the sky If I reach a little further, but it is so high. No not that one, the one that's shining bright. The only star I see for me, shining in the night. It's whispering my name, I can hear it call. It says, "just reach a little higher, on your tippy toes so tall. I've been with you your whole life, with you through it all, but you've never looked my way and made me feel so small.

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