Friday, 28. March 2008, 01:55:40
promise, love, Religious, marriage
...
VOWS
Your arms the strength of my protection
Your heart the inspiration for my joy
Your breath the source of my life
I will cry when you cry
I will smile warmly when you smile
I will run with you and not be weary
More constant than the sun
my love will rise anew each day
From the depths of the sea
my love will flow endlessly
Over every troubled path I will walk beside you
and every trial too difficult to endure alone
I will ever be by your side
Until the Lord takes my last breath
my only thought and desire is to see
you fulfilled in life
May God help me put aside my selfish desires
help me to love with a pure love
remind me all my days of why I love you
give me strength in all my ways to be
the man of my full intended measure
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
Monday, 31. December 2007, 05:14:37
life, promise, New Year, poetry
...
RESOLUTION
so resolute ones determination
made in earnest promise
of unshakable resolve
that rings in the New Year
of merely clanging cymbals
of what has been said before
sounding so hollow now
that seems so laughable to the ear
for I know that I will continue to
eat pavolova for breakfast
for it is steadfastly considered
dairy and part of the 5 basic groups of food
however as I voice my earnest
of self prophecy and command
you should all be cheering me
and not in mocking tones considered to be rude...
I will, I will, I promise
I will diet and exercise
and stick to my fitness regime
and not slack off or falter
and ride my bike for an hour
till no longer splitting pants at the seam
and yes I will eat more healthily
and give up smoking too
no longer date a million guys
or turn up so late for work
no longer I in idle gossip
for my bad neighbors now have moved town
no longer will I be complaining
or ignoring the chores I often shirk
and I will spend more time with family
and keep in touch with Aunty Jan
and invite poor Uncle Jo for dinner
and promise to be a better Aunty
I will stop and smell the roses more
and take up a hobby or two
will endeavor to pay the taxes on time
and certainly give more to charity
Oh New Year, oh New Year, ring on please
you know that you are killing me
and bringing me to my knees....
bring on the auldangsyne
that weve sung a thousand times...
and just let me see the fireworks
and do the countdown as everyone in unison chimes
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
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NOTE TO SELF: for next poem piece
the prismatic resolution of sunlight
that divides into its spectral colors