Monday, December 29, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Dancing Snowflakes (Rondeau)
Written by Sylvia
Snowflakes are dancing as they come spiraling down,
like tiny ballerinas all dressed in white gowns.
Fluffy delicate flakes, cascading from the skies,
creating visions so beautiful to the eyes.
--------Glistening flakes, rhinestone tiaras worn as crowns.
Snow, creating coverlet of white for the ground,
the wind is blowing, swirling downy flakes around.
Clinging to branches of trees, a wondrous disguise.
--------Snowflakes are dancing!
Blanketing the landscape, snow angels do abound,
angelic figures, all sizes and shapes surround.
Awakening to snowfall at morning sunrise,
blissful sights and sounds, quite a wonderful surprise.
Lasting memories to fill a lifetime are found,
--------Snowflakes are dancing!
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Snowflakes are dancing as they come spiraling down,
like tiny ballerinas all dressed in white gowns.
Fluffy delicate flakes, cascading from the skies,
creating visions so beautiful to the eyes.
--------Glistening flakes, rhinestone tiaras worn as crowns.
Snow, creating coverlet of white for the ground,
the wind is blowing, swirling downy flakes around.
Clinging to branches of trees, a wondrous disguise.
--------Snowflakes are dancing!
Blanketing the landscape, snow angels do abound,
angelic figures, all sizes and shapes surround.
Awakening to snowfall at morning sunrise,
blissful sights and sounds, quite a wonderful surprise.
Lasting memories to fill a lifetime are found,
--------Snowflakes are dancing!
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sunday, December 14, 2008
A Blood Stained World
Written by Sylvia
Evil lives in this world today in the guise of religious belief,
that if you do not agree with our way we will cause you grief.
Blood stains on the streets of the cities of the world,
an enourmous hatred has been unfurled.
Hear our words, the killing must cease,
for in our strength there will be peace.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Evil lives in this world today in the guise of religious belief,
that if you do not agree with our way we will cause you grief.
Blood stains on the streets of the cities of the world,
an enourmous hatred has been unfurled.
Hear our words, the killing must cease,
for in our strength there will be peace.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Friday, December 5, 2008
Enduring Love (Triolet)
In response to Shelley's, "Music, When Soft Voices Die".
Voices quieted, music no longer heard;
in memories and thoughts, love will endure,
forever, until the end of my words.
Voices quieted, music no longer heard;
Roses die, the scent of sweet flowers blurred.
When you have departed, of this I'm sure,
Voices quieted, music no longer heard;
In memories and thoughts, love will endure.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Voices quieted, music no longer heard;
in memories and thoughts, love will endure,
forever, until the end of my words.
Voices quieted, music no longer heard;
Roses die, the scent of sweet flowers blurred.
When you have departed, of this I'm sure,
Voices quieted, music no longer heard;
In memories and thoughts, love will endure.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Faceless Love
Written by Sylvia
I have never seen your face nor heard your voice
I can only imagine them in my dreams
And that is not my choice
But it must be that way it seems
Hope will forever live in my heart
That someday we will be together
Never again to be apart
For I will never love another
Life dictates that you remain
My silent and faceless love for now
And this brings me such pain
But I will make the best of it somehow
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
I have never seen your face nor heard your voice
I can only imagine them in my dreams
And that is not my choice
But it must be that way it seems
Hope will forever live in my heart
That someday we will be together
Never again to be apart
For I will never love another
Life dictates that you remain
My silent and faceless love for now
And this brings me such pain
But I will make the best of it somehow
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Monday, November 24, 2008
Madness of Addiction
written by Sylvia (Double Acrostic Form)
Must you be so cunning and full of gloom?
Always lurking, with your own agenda.
Down into a hell, I will descend.
Nothing can stop the pain,
Every nerve hurting and on fire.
Slayer of souls, leaving nothing but debris.
Surrender just a second away, my extreme loss.
Outward signs of you, as you practice voodoo.
Fearful that you will take away my God, my belief.
Addict is my name, if only I had amnesia!
Doubt fills me as I try to comprehend.
Demons unleashed!
Ignorance, my soul filled with graffiti,
Captured by your aphrodisiac.
Take your goods and relent.
Impulse uncontrolled as you apply your stimuli.
Only another addict can understand, you psycho!
Never will I be free from you I portend
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Must you be so cunning and full of gloom?
Always lurking, with your own agenda.
Down into a hell, I will descend.
Nothing can stop the pain,
Every nerve hurting and on fire.
Slayer of souls, leaving nothing but debris.
Surrender just a second away, my extreme loss.
Outward signs of you, as you practice voodoo.
Fearful that you will take away my God, my belief.
Addict is my name, if only I had amnesia!
Doubt fills me as I try to comprehend.
Demons unleashed!
Ignorance, my soul filled with graffiti,
Captured by your aphrodisiac.
Take your goods and relent.
Impulse uncontrolled as you apply your stimuli.
Only another addict can understand, you psycho!
Never will I be free from you I portend
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sunday, November 23, 2008
My Child
written by Sylvia
You are old before your time, my child.
Kind, full of compassion and concern.
You don't know how many times I smiled
as you continued to grow and learn.
There is passion in your eyes and heart
as you have tackled everyday life.
That passion is what sets you apart;
if only I could remove the strife.
Our time together in this world
will end and I will leave you alone.
Let your enormous grief be unfurled,
then celebrate the life we had known.
Remember all the good times we had,
the wonderful memories we shared.
My child, when I am gone, don't be sad,
you must know just how much that I cared.
Angel's I have sent will be with you,
to watch over you and be your guide.
Don't be so sad, they will see you through
and fill my heart with enormous pride.
When you feel down and the need to talk,
remember, I am just words away.
Lift your voice to heaven as you walk,
and I will hear your words as you pray.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia All Rights Reserved
You are old before your time, my child.
Kind, full of compassion and concern.
You don't know how many times I smiled
as you continued to grow and learn.
There is passion in your eyes and heart
as you have tackled everyday life.
That passion is what sets you apart;
if only I could remove the strife.
Our time together in this world
will end and I will leave you alone.
Let your enormous grief be unfurled,
then celebrate the life we had known.
Remember all the good times we had,
the wonderful memories we shared.
My child, when I am gone, don't be sad,
you must know just how much that I cared.
Angel's I have sent will be with you,
to watch over you and be your guide.
Don't be so sad, they will see you through
and fill my heart with enormous pride.
When you feel down and the need to talk,
remember, I am just words away.
Lift your voice to heaven as you walk,
and I will hear your words as you pray.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia All Rights Reserved
Monday, November 17, 2008
My Heart is Breaking (Kyrielle)
Written by Sylvia
Distance that we cannot traverse.
So near yet so far, makes it worse.
For this, there is no mistaking.
A new love, my heart is breaking.
Words unspoken that declare love.
Rejection, which I speak thereof,
a friendship will be left aching.
A new love, my heart is breaking.
Love unrequited, a disgrace.
Another time, another place,
my words to him, no retaking.
A new love, my heart is breaking.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Distance that we cannot traverse.
So near yet so far, makes it worse.
For this, there is no mistaking.
A new love, my heart is breaking.
Words unspoken that declare love.
Rejection, which I speak thereof,
a friendship will be left aching.
A new love, my heart is breaking.
Love unrequited, a disgrace.
Another time, another place,
my words to him, no retaking.
A new love, my heart is breaking.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Alone and Empty
Written by Sylvia
So alone and filled with emptiness,
no one here to comfort me today,
hold me in their arms, give me a hug,
whisper in my ear, things are going to be okay.
Weary of starting my life over.
Dusting myself off, moving on, no control.
Smiling, pain and doubt still there,
making their home in my heart and soul.
Beaten so far down this time, I'm defeated,
struggling to find my way through debris.
As I take a step forward,
pain and doubt come back to visit me.
Weary of taking care of myself,
hear my plea; take care of me for now.
Tired of making decisions alone,
come be with me as much as time will allow.
Others do not understand, my friend.
They think I should move on and forget.
Pretend that nothing happened to me,
and that I am not filled with regret.
No appreciation for the grief I feel,
not grief over him or our marriage, all in a blur,
grief because part of my soul has died,
and grief because I let it occur.
No one to listen to my feelings,
or hear the words spoken from my heart.
Embarrassment is their reaction,
they turn away from me with a start.
Why can't they realize that at this time in my life,
no response or advice is needed.
My longing, please someone hear my voice,
know my world at the moment, alone and empty, unheeded.
So alone and filled with emptiness,
no one here to comfort me today,
hold me in their arms, give me a hug,
whisper in my ear, things are going to be okay.
Weary of starting my life over.
Dusting myself off, moving on, no control.
Smiling, pain and doubt still there,
making their home in my heart and soul.
Beaten so far down this time, I'm defeated,
struggling to find my way through debris.
As I take a step forward,
pain and doubt come back to visit me.
Weary of taking care of myself,
hear my plea; take care of me for now.
Tired of making decisions alone,
come be with me as much as time will allow.
Others do not understand, my friend.
They think I should move on and forget.
Pretend that nothing happened to me,
and that I am not filled with regret.
No appreciation for the grief I feel,
not grief over him or our marriage, all in a blur,
grief because part of my soul has died,
and grief because I let it occur.
No one to listen to my feelings,
or hear the words spoken from my heart.
Embarrassment is their reaction,
they turn away from me with a start.
Why can't they realize that at this time in my life,
no response or advice is needed.
My longing, please someone hear my voice,
know my world at the moment, alone and empty, unheeded.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
God's Work
Biblical Quotes:
Cast your cares upon the Lord, for he cares about you. I Peter 5:7
Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God. Job 37:14
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your paths. Proverbs 3:5,6
God works in mysterious ways,
His glorious work never done.
He is with us each step we blaze,
as we walk the pathway of life, my son.
His voice is loud and clear,
as His words speak to each of us.
If we only listen and hear,
His words without a fuss.
He accepts us just as we are,
loves us, as the children of God.
Never judging, always forgiving from afar,
guiding us through our facade.
He hears our voice as we pray
simple words, asking Him to forgive us.
Guide us, take away our fears today,
help us to become a success.
When dreadful things happen in our life,
they test of our faith in Him.
Without faith in God there is strife
and the light that is Him will surely dim.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Cast your cares upon the Lord, for he cares about you. I Peter 5:7
Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God. Job 37:14
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your paths. Proverbs 3:5,6
God works in mysterious ways,
His glorious work never done.
He is with us each step we blaze,
as we walk the pathway of life, my son.
His voice is loud and clear,
as His words speak to each of us.
If we only listen and hear,
His words without a fuss.
He accepts us just as we are,
loves us, as the children of God.
Never judging, always forgiving from afar,
guiding us through our facade.
He hears our voice as we pray
simple words, asking Him to forgive us.
Guide us, take away our fears today,
help us to become a success.
When dreadful things happen in our life,
they test of our faith in Him.
Without faith in God there is strife
and the light that is Him will surely dim.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Memories (Palindrome/Mirrored Poetry)
written by Sylvia
Treasured memories
recollected affectionately.
Sad, happy, joyous events.
Reflections of spirit,
endlessly imprinting soul.
Reproduced foregone impressions,
spontaneous reminiscence,
commemorative remembrance.
- Memories -
Remembrance commemorative,
spontaneous reminiscence,
impressions forgone reproduced.
Soul imprinting endlessly,
Spirit of reflections.
Events joyous, happy, sad,
affectionately recollected,
Treasured memories.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Treasured memories
recollected affectionately.
Sad, happy, joyous events.
Reflections of spirit,
endlessly imprinting soul.
Reproduced foregone impressions,
spontaneous reminiscence,
commemorative remembrance.
- Memories -
Remembrance commemorative,
spontaneous reminiscence,
impressions forgone reproduced.
Soul imprinting endlessly,
Spirit of reflections.
Events joyous, happy, sad,
affectionately recollected,
Treasured memories.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tears
Written by Sylvia
Tears you will never see, spilling from my eyes.
Crying in silence, sobs that you will never hear.
A tear for each of the lies spoken to me in disguise.
One by one, the tears roll down my cheeks.
Lies that have caused unbearable pain, that you will never feel,
pain that has shattered the depths of my soul.
Broken into a million pieces, a heart that will never heal.
There is no sound, only silence as I shed these tears.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Tears you will never see, spilling from my eyes.
Crying in silence, sobs that you will never hear.
A tear for each of the lies spoken to me in disguise.
One by one, the tears roll down my cheeks.
Lies that have caused unbearable pain, that you will never feel,
pain that has shattered the depths of my soul.
Broken into a million pieces, a heart that will never heal.
There is no sound, only silence as I shed these tears.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Monday, October 20, 2008
Perfect World
Written by Sylvia
In a perfect world, there would be no war,
only peace and understanding.
But the world is not perfect, there is war.
In a perfect world, there would be no enemies
only friends and family.
But the world is not perfect, there are enemies.
In a perfect world, there would be no sadness
only hope and joy.
But the world is not perfect, there is sadness.
In a perfect world, there would be no discrimination,
only tolerance and acceptance of your fellowman.
But the world is not perfect, there is discrimination.
In a perfect world, there would be no cruelty,
only kindness and concern for others.
But the world is not perfect, there is cruelty.
In a perfect world, there would be no needless death and dying,
only life lived to the fullest until our time to die.
But the world is not perfect, there is needless death and dying.
In a perfect world, we would strive to change these things.
But the world is not perfect, we are complacent with the status quo.
In a perfect world, we would embrace our fellowman.
But the world is not perfect, we prefer to turn away.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
In a perfect world, there would be no war,
only peace and understanding.
But the world is not perfect, there is war.
In a perfect world, there would be no enemies
only friends and family.
But the world is not perfect, there are enemies.
In a perfect world, there would be no sadness
only hope and joy.
But the world is not perfect, there is sadness.
In a perfect world, there would be no discrimination,
only tolerance and acceptance of your fellowman.
But the world is not perfect, there is discrimination.
In a perfect world, there would be no cruelty,
only kindness and concern for others.
But the world is not perfect, there is cruelty.
In a perfect world, there would be no needless death and dying,
only life lived to the fullest until our time to die.
But the world is not perfect, there is needless death and dying.
In a perfect world, we would strive to change these things.
But the world is not perfect, we are complacent with the status quo.
In a perfect world, we would embrace our fellowman.
But the world is not perfect, we prefer to turn away.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Sweet Sanity
Written By Sylvia
Sweet sanity, why did you desert me tonight
leaving behind dark days, void of light.
Madness is waiting just a few steps away,
I'm trying so very hard to keep it at bay.
Sweet sanity, where have you gone?
You left me searching from dusk to dawn
for a path illuminated so bright,
to banish those dark days, void of light
Sweet sanity, my every moment filled with doubt,
this can't be what life is all about.
Desperately trying to fill dark days, void of light with hope
just so that I can cope.
Sweet sanity, I beg you, please come back,
guide my life to get it back on track,
to stop thoughts I have come to dread.
God, please don't let me be dead!
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sweet sanity, why did you desert me tonight
leaving behind dark days, void of light.
Madness is waiting just a few steps away,
I'm trying so very hard to keep it at bay.
Sweet sanity, where have you gone?
You left me searching from dusk to dawn
for a path illuminated so bright,
to banish those dark days, void of light
Sweet sanity, my every moment filled with doubt,
this can't be what life is all about.
Desperately trying to fill dark days, void of light with hope
just so that I can cope.
Sweet sanity, I beg you, please come back,
guide my life to get it back on track,
to stop thoughts I have come to dread.
God, please don't let me be dead!
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Memories
Written by Sylvia
Laying side by side, holding onto the goodbyes,
is this our last day together, won't you stay?
The longing for another fills your eyes,
memories of her will not go away.
We pretend the memories are not there,
but we know they are, they will never leave.
My heart is filled with such despair,
please make them go and stay with me.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Laying side by side, holding onto the goodbyes,
is this our last day together, won't you stay?
The longing for another fills your eyes,
memories of her will not go away.
We pretend the memories are not there,
but we know they are, they will never leave.
My heart is filled with such despair,
please make them go and stay with me.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Your Words
Written by Sylvia
Ten years, memories of the past
Words hurled and spewed, they will not last
You’ll never know the pain I feel
To hell with others, so surreal
Memories painful, my soul is aching
Words hurled and spewed, my heart breaking
Daggers piercing my heart and soul
Will the wounds heal and close the hole
Why did I stay for all those years
Was in love, put away my fears
Cruel and vicious, I am confused
Awful words, left me bruised
Defeated me, soul eroded, left me stunned
No more, now free from what was done
Putting pieces together, once again
Battles to fight, victories to obtain
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Ten years, memories of the past
Words hurled and spewed, they will not last
You’ll never know the pain I feel
To hell with others, so surreal
Memories painful, my soul is aching
Words hurled and spewed, my heart breaking
Daggers piercing my heart and soul
Will the wounds heal and close the hole
Why did I stay for all those years
Was in love, put away my fears
Cruel and vicious, I am confused
Awful words, left me bruised
Defeated me, soul eroded, left me stunned
No more, now free from what was done
Putting pieces together, once again
Battles to fight, victories to obtain
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Silent Voice
Written by Sylvia - Input from billy rob
He silenced my voice so my words went unspoken
and all through those years held me down.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
if my words should cause him to frown.
My opinions, thoughts, and views of this life
with me silenced, could never be spoken.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
and I would be left shattered and broken.
Out of fear I gave in, never taking a stand
constantly rebuked, I was silenced again.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
and this I can never explain.
Living in a maze, what direction should I take
Never asking anyone’s help or advice
I dared not speak for the cost would be hell
And my way would have to suffice
I have found my voice, no longer to be silenced
No longer will I be held down
I dare now to speak, for I'm free from that hell
and I'll never again face his frown.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
He silenced my voice so my words went unspoken
and all through those years held me down.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
if my words should cause him to frown.
My opinions, thoughts, and views of this life
with me silenced, could never be spoken.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
and I would be left shattered and broken.
Out of fear I gave in, never taking a stand
constantly rebuked, I was silenced again.
I dared not speak, for the cost would be hell
and this I can never explain.
Living in a maze, what direction should I take
Never asking anyone’s help or advice
I dared not speak for the cost would be hell
And my way would have to suffice
I have found my voice, no longer to be silenced
No longer will I be held down
I dare now to speak, for I'm free from that hell
and I'll never again face his frown.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The Shore
Written by Sylvia
Sitting on the porch of my cottage by the shore
Rocking in my chair, never getting anywhere
Listening to waves gently lapping against the beach
Seashells scattered about the sand
Gulls diving toward the water, then soaring upward to the heights
Majestic sailboats framed against the horizon
Clouds fluffy and white, floating slowly across the sky
Changing shapes as they go by
Little children squealing with delight
As they are chased ashore by the tide
Sights and sounds of a wonderful day
Filled with memories made to last a lifetime
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sitting on the porch of my cottage by the shore
Rocking in my chair, never getting anywhere
Listening to waves gently lapping against the beach
Seashells scattered about the sand
Gulls diving toward the water, then soaring upward to the heights
Majestic sailboats framed against the horizon
Clouds fluffy and white, floating slowly across the sky
Changing shapes as they go by
Little children squealing with delight
As they are chased ashore by the tide
Sights and sounds of a wonderful day
Filled with memories made to last a lifetime
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Sunday, July 6, 2008
The Pathway of Life
Written by Sylvia
As you travel the pathway of life,
don't trample the flowers beneath your feet and if you dare,
stop a while, gaze upon them in their splendor.
Breathe deeply, smell the bouquet of the tender blossoms they bare .
As you travel the pathway of life,
pause a second and look at the reflection in the mirror.
What do you see; the person you have become,
or the person you strive to be, can it be any clearer.
As you travel the pathway of life,
take time to thank God for the things He has provided,
and the many blessings He has bestowed upon you;
no longer to worry about matters left undecided.
As you travel the pathway of life,
for just one brief moment, forget the misery in the world.
Contemplate the goodness in your fellowman,
and not the evil you see them begin to unfurl.
As you travel the pathway of life,
Stop and say hello to a stranger today, give it a try.
Watch their eyes light up and sparkle with a glow,
that can only be extinguished if you pass them by.
As you travel the pathway of life,
relish the time you spend with your family and friends.
Life is too short not to take delight in them while they are here.
Set your priorities, for one day their precious life will end.
As you travel the pathway of life,
spread a blanket beneath that majestic old oak tree with care.
See the initials etched with fondness; hear the secrets his leaves whisper.
Savor the memories left behind for you and that old tree to share.
As you travel the pathway of life,
I hope you can hear what my words are saying to you.
Use the time God has given to you on earth,
and focus on the really important things in your life to pursue.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
As you travel the pathway of life,
don't trample the flowers beneath your feet and if you dare,
stop a while, gaze upon them in their splendor.
Breathe deeply, smell the bouquet of the tender blossoms they bare .
As you travel the pathway of life,
pause a second and look at the reflection in the mirror.
What do you see; the person you have become,
or the person you strive to be, can it be any clearer.
As you travel the pathway of life,
take time to thank God for the things He has provided,
and the many blessings He has bestowed upon you;
no longer to worry about matters left undecided.
As you travel the pathway of life,
for just one brief moment, forget the misery in the world.
Contemplate the goodness in your fellowman,
and not the evil you see them begin to unfurl.
As you travel the pathway of life,
Stop and say hello to a stranger today, give it a try.
Watch their eyes light up and sparkle with a glow,
that can only be extinguished if you pass them by.
As you travel the pathway of life,
relish the time you spend with your family and friends.
Life is too short not to take delight in them while they are here.
Set your priorities, for one day their precious life will end.
As you travel the pathway of life,
spread a blanket beneath that majestic old oak tree with care.
See the initials etched with fondness; hear the secrets his leaves whisper.
Savor the memories left behind for you and that old tree to share.
As you travel the pathway of life,
I hope you can hear what my words are saying to you.
Use the time God has given to you on earth,
and focus on the really important things in your life to pursue.
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Dreams of Love
Written by Sylvia
How I long to feel your hands caress me
And your arms to hold me in an embrace
Your lips pressed softly upon mine
This will never be, is what I must face
I wait each day for night to come
So that I can once again dream
Of a love that is not to be
Dreams that become nightmares, it seems
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
How I long to feel your hands caress me
And your arms to hold me in an embrace
Your lips pressed softly upon mine
This will never be, is what I must face
I wait each day for night to come
So that I can once again dream
Of a love that is not to be
Dreams that become nightmares, it seems
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia Feeley All Rights Reserved
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Today
Written by Sylvia input from billy rob
Today just seems to be one of those days
I just can’t control, try as I may
I am trying quite hard to get myself going
And keep at bay this wind I feel blowing.
Today just seems to be one of those days
When everything is all dark and gray
Makes me feel so very sad and blue
But don’t you worry, I’ll make it through
Today just seems to be one of those days
I don’t want to go out and play
Time will pass, tomorrow will come
God willing, I won’t feel so glum
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Today just seems to be one of those days
I just can’t control, try as I may
I am trying quite hard to get myself going
And keep at bay this wind I feel blowing.
Today just seems to be one of those days
When everything is all dark and gray
Makes me feel so very sad and blue
But don’t you worry, I’ll make it through
Today just seems to be one of those days
I don’t want to go out and play
Time will pass, tomorrow will come
God willing, I won’t feel so glum
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Friday, May 30, 2008
Fear
Written by Sylvia
Fear
Consumes my soul
If that was your goal
Fear
Is always near
Everyday, all year
Fear
Never goes away
It forever stays
Fear
Erodes my feelings
Leaves me reeling
Fear
Black and dark
Awakes with a start
Fear
I cannot overcome
Leaves me numb
Fear
My chest is tight
I will fight
Fear
I cannot breathe
Will it ever leave
Fear
Holds me in its grip
An unwanted trip
Fear
Give in to defeat
Oh so sweet
Fear
Let go of me
My soul is mine to keep you see
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Fear
Consumes my soul
If that was your goal
Fear
Is always near
Everyday, all year
Fear
Never goes away
It forever stays
Fear
Erodes my feelings
Leaves me reeling
Fear
Black and dark
Awakes with a start
Fear
I cannot overcome
Leaves me numb
Fear
My chest is tight
I will fight
Fear
I cannot breathe
Will it ever leave
Fear
Holds me in its grip
An unwanted trip
Fear
Give in to defeat
Oh so sweet
Fear
Let go of me
My soul is mine to keep you see
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Sadness
Written by Sylvia
Where there should be gladness
in your words, written or spoken,
there is only a deep sadness.
Your inner spirit is broken.
Memories of a long lost love it seems,
have wounded your kind soul.
They haunt your dreams,
you will never be whole.
The time has come to let them go,
to fill your soul with happiness.
Once again let your words show
there is no more sadness.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Where there should be gladness
in your words, written or spoken,
there is only a deep sadness.
Your inner spirit is broken.
Memories of a long lost love it seems,
have wounded your kind soul.
They haunt your dreams,
you will never be whole.
The time has come to let them go,
to fill your soul with happiness.
Once again let your words show
there is no more sadness.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
A Day is Born
Written by Sylvia
Early morning just before dawn,
Droplets of dew glistening on tender blades of grass
Ole Sol is beginning to peak from beneath the clouds
It won’t be long until another today is born
Coolness is in the air just before dawn
Flowers are shaking their sleepy little heads,
Spreading their petals for all to see
It won’t be long until another today is born
Gods’ creatures beginning to stir just before dawn
Tiny insects jumping from leaf to leaf
Crickets chirping, wake up, wake up
It won’t be long until another today is born
Bumble bees making their rounds just before dawn
Suckling the golden nectar from flowers that abound
Butterflies coming awake, spreading their wings
It won’t be long until another today is born
The birth of a day just before dawn
Amazing to see and hear this glorious event unfold
To realize that today is another tomorrow in disguise
And yesterday is but a passing memory
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Early morning just before dawn,
Droplets of dew glistening on tender blades of grass
Ole Sol is beginning to peak from beneath the clouds
It won’t be long until another today is born
Coolness is in the air just before dawn
Flowers are shaking their sleepy little heads,
Spreading their petals for all to see
It won’t be long until another today is born
Gods’ creatures beginning to stir just before dawn
Tiny insects jumping from leaf to leaf
Crickets chirping, wake up, wake up
It won’t be long until another today is born
Bumble bees making their rounds just before dawn
Suckling the golden nectar from flowers that abound
Butterflies coming awake, spreading their wings
It won’t be long until another today is born
The birth of a day just before dawn
Amazing to see and hear this glorious event unfold
To realize that today is another tomorrow in disguise
And yesterday is but a passing memory
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
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