Pardon my touch
I can’t help myself
I love you so much
When I lay my hands on you
I feel the warmth of your blood
Coursing through your body to me
Like a smooth, gentle electrical charge
I find comfort in the beat of your heart
That infills me afresh and anew of the love
Between you and I that will never depart
Pardon my touch
I can’t keep my hands off you
Can you feel it too
The time has come to take a stand
Shout aloud and do all you can
Express your allegiance
With power and might
Standing strong together and ready to fight
Don’t hold back
After taking much ground
Focused on seeing, not the sound
Of the enemy’s voice
Whispering you don’t have a choice
It’s a lie to stop the advance
Of the army that’s strong
Crushing the wicked lies
Before his fear in you arise
To cover the truth you’ve known all along
Take a stand
Never fear
Take a stand
One thing I’m finding out is my television and radio are not exactly my friends most times. I remember when news was complete in half an hour and then cartoons came on for the kiddies. Now it takes two to three hours to say the same thing over and over again.
You might say turn them off and do something else like read a book, paint a picture or take a walk. My reply to that is you’re right and that is what I’m doing.
I Look around and see
Everything looks different to me
There’s sounds penetrating the air
Constant listening causes despair
Until I have to say
I just don’t care
And move away from there
She’s quietly effective
In all she says and do
Her spoken words are kind and encouraging
Her actions are a blessing too.
She wipes away the streaming tears
When she hears you cry
No one can top her love
No matter how hard they try
When I grow up and become a Mom
I want to be like her
Quietly effective
In all I say and do
Be kind and encouraging
And a blessing too
My Mom is my hero
No one can compare
When I need advice
I think what would momma do
I’m grateful for all she’s said and done
For all the love she shared
It has a lasting affect on me
To be a good Mom too
Fingers glide across the strings
The masters touch makes them sing
Skilled and articulate with sweet melodies
Captures the body, soul and spirit
Sends you to a place unknown
Brings you to your feet
Swaying to the beat
Delighting in the moment
Longing for a life time
Last cord is struck
End of the masters touch
Melody plays again in the heart
Though the master and his songs soon depart
Hear my sound, my healing sound, touching sound, grounding sound
Destroying sound, rebuilding sound, loud sound, quiet sound
Singing sound, instrumental sound, like no other sound
The sound I send will begin but will not end
Until I accomplish what I intend
To destroy man’s high and lofty thoughts
Realign him and his many faults from
Rehearsing in his mind the lies he has been told
By the enemy of old who wants to steal his soul
There are a lot of things to do
Some things old and some things new
So confused, in circles I turn
Trying to decide which way to go
I haven’t figured it out yet
Maybe today I’ll take a rest
From the hard decision
That I thought was easy but isn’t
And revisit this another day
When I’ve finished my rest
Quietness is screaming loud
So I can’t hear myself think
Who can stand silence
Just sat there and stared
While twirling his hair
No yawn nor a blink
Eyes closed quick as a wink
Head bowed like in prayer
But no prayer going on,
A weird sound came from the car
Sounding like a fog horn
blaring in the night
I tried to see if
What I heard was right
The sound was loud and clear
Took another look and listened to hear
The bowed head not in prayer but sound asleep
Drool sliding down his chin
Splashing on his chest
A snort and a jerk
Head snapped but not alert
Continued the fog horn blast
The day has come to test my wings
To fly away and begin again
A new adventure in my life
Where I’ve not been before
Sometimes scary
I maintain control
Up and down
All around
With my wings I soar
Peering through keen eyes
Looking for my place
Where I am to be
To start anew
Can’t return to the place of old
It was temporary
Has grown cold
I don’t fit there anymore
Taking a deep breath and letting go
Using my wings of new life
Thoughtful Expressions 