Friday, July 23, 2010

Westward Toe!

I want to lay on a beach
My splayed toes facing west.

I want to watch the sun set.
Only this time I want to see
Colors more vivid than
I have ever seen before.

I want them to trickle slowly
into the water, mirroring back
Their brilliance as they move
Slowly toward the shore.

Yet this time...I don't want to just see them.
I want to feel them, the reds, blues, purples,
All the glorious hues, as the water swirls
around my welcoming body.

This time seems more important to

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Child in My Heart

Child in my heart, come out,
Come out, wherever you are.
Bring back my dreams so
I may wish upon the star.

The star of long ago...
Life was shiny and new.
All I needed then...
Love to see me through.

That was before...
Jack came tumbling down,
When I was a princess
With a golden crown.

That was before...
Humpty Dumpty had his big fall.
I was so smart...
Thought for sure I knew it all.

I've learned not to kiss a frog,
And step on a crack.
I've learned to live for today,
And not look back....

Child in my heart, come out,
come out, wherever you are.
Bring back my dreams so
I may wish upon the star.


Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Lonely Road

There is a road of darkness.
I will sing to you its song.
It is a song of sadness.
Where you don’t sing along!

Its melody plays
In my mind and heart.
I dance alone,
Separate and apart.

It is a road of darkness.
Where all signs read depression.
With its many twists and turns,
The objective is possession.

There is a distant call.
I hear a voice. I see a face.
But the dark road holds me
Locked in its embrace.

Its melody plays
In my mind and heart.
I dance alone,
Separate and apart


In that distant somewhere
A star is shining bright.
A child’s eyes will search the skies
A child’s heart will find the light.


*“Star light, star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Get the wish I wish tonight"

One of the first rhymes I learned in childhood.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Party Time!

I wrote this last year but wanted to repost again this year, just in case you missed it then...

Party Time!!
Soon it will be the 4th of July The lake will be crowded with those seeking rest from their daily grind of work and home.

They will party..drink, play music so loud the trees and water vibrate. They will camp out, cook out, leave their trash behind. They will fly boats with skiers in tow. There will be children, laughing and swimming, just having a good time as they should. There will be no thought given or reverence for the meaning of this holiday.

Soon the fireworks will start. From dusk until two or three am every night the sky will light, the fire crackers will pop, the rockets will whistle and burst sending glowing burning embers across a blackened sky. They will cheer and whistle, ravenous for more and more, having not a clue or interest in what they represent.

We will be behind closed doors and windows waiting for this to pass. Every year it is tough, some tougher than others. War leaves scars, deep scars, that never go away. Physical ones will heal. The others, buried deep are inoperable.

You learn to live with them and for the most part it works..Until.....

My husband built radio relays in Viet Nam in 1968/69. For 18 months, he did his job like so many of our brave servicemen. They were bombarded with incoming that lit the sky and whistled past their ears, if they were lucky. They dealt with the feelings when they lost their comrades or so they thought... They dealt with the feelings when the sky lit up and they dove for cover or so they thought... Every year it comes back and we are prisoners in our home dealing with the incoming and overwhelming need to seek cover. I refer you to my poem Space

Once our children thought it was hilarious because daddy dove to the ground when a car backfired. We took this opportunity to sit them down and explain why this happened. They learned because of men and women like their dad, they had the opportunity to live in a safer world. They have gone on to serve their country... and their children are now in Afghanistan, one has returned from there and is in Alaska.

It's time we take a look at the invisible wounds they bring home, what they endure for the rest of their lives...and know that you don't have to duck and cover because they did that for you.....Cecelia

This is for all the troops, from all countries that serve to make this world a better place for us to live.