Friday, 28. March 2008, 01:57:36
nature, vows, Religious, rain
...
VOWS II
I stand before you an imperfect man
but my heart desires to be perfect for you
May I strive always for respect and honor of you
May you always find me patient and kind
with no record keeping of wrongs
my heart is always yours
I will strive to be a man worthy of your trust
as long as breath is in me
I promise to always appreciate your uniqueness
When it rains - I will be your shelter
When the sun beats down upon your brow - I will provide you shade
When storms come upon us - you will find me always holding your hand
When the winds whip about your form - I will soothe your cuts
When you find it difficult to breath when life is overwhelming - I will give you joyfully my last breath
When your have born all my children - I will take great delight in you
When you are old - I love every line that tells me you loved me, every grey hair that says you were with me....
For you are my life and breath
You are my rock and home that steadys my heart and gives me bold courage
Today I give you all these things
for you are worthy to be loved and loved well
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
Wednesday, 6. February 2008, 09:07:26
Maree Long, life, rain, storm
...
RAIN
condensed from atmospheric vapor
comes the falling in drops
and descent of such water
that brings the rainstorm
down upon the land such
the rain of insults
such the downpour of praise
or rain that curses upon their head
and from the heavy clouds
falls to earth to each man
it's measure of mirth and pain
to one a promise of harvest
and to the other misery
of a flooded heatless plain
and can such a torrid cloud burst
hide bloody stained hands
or give life for those who thirst
for even a brief of precipitation
and who be the daughter of rain
that brought a fruitful legacy
and many joys of watered refreshment
as one sees out their days
It rains, it rains and all men gain
for their is profit in the precious
commodity that all life requires
to keep one sustained.
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
Wednesday, 19. December 2007, 23:50:49
rain, reflections, emotions
I CRY
your tiny hand in mine as you entered this world
you were joy to me and I could not help but cry
when you deceived me so I wept so agreived
at the thoughtlessness of your lie
the quiet sobs of weeping
the salted shadows that falls from windows pain
and there always will be one, shedding crocodile tears
when in life something you seek to gain
or Job's tears that adorns the ladies neck
tear shaped beads that enclose the seeded kernel
and a single tear drop the heart it so can fracture
while love at ends time is wiped away eternal
so I stood under heavens roof
as dew drops melted with the rain
while I cry from my soul the ache of hurt
and I cry life's song from which I cannot refrain
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
Sunday, 16. December 2007, 08:10:05
nature, passion, sunshower, love
...
AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER
I remember the first time we met
and I remember vividly our agreement
to continue to meet under heavens canvas
An affair of the heart that has
lastedmy whole life long
your warm embrace, your tender touch
and there are times you have made me afraid
at how harshly you have wanted to touch me
rushing over my body in waves
I loved you so much and truth be known
still do that I named my child after you
Today when I met you, you signalled
silently to me from afar to let me
know that you will soon be here
And I waited excitedly for you to
show your face and caress my being
and you came and you waited for my husband
to leave the house so that we may enjoy
our time alone together undisturbed...
It was like old times each time that
we meet as though no time has passed
and yet I'm older while you remain the same
I like the way you can stay for days
but even winter must have its season
and leave and so must you
and I count the days till when we
will meet again
I look out my window and see you there
staring back at me from the trees as
if to wave goodbye and take
one more lasting look
I knew you were watching me yesterday
and I knew it was you that came and
tapped me lightly on the shoulder
before I ran for cover
Rain you are the reason that makes my
summer bliss,
Rain you are the reason my spirits lift
and make my heart amiss
Rain you are the joyous petals that
fall upon my face
Rain you are the blessing of taste buds
of pure grace.
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
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FOOTNOTE: dedicated to that wonderment
we call rain.....and to my daughter that blessing
that fell from summers sky
Monday, 3. December 2007, 02:39:04
summer, nature, rain, childhood
...
BALMY SUMMER DAYS
hot summer has arrived
crackling thunder breaks and cries
and rolls through the air
warm filled pleasant days
as one lazes and reclines
and with ease reflects and stares
beyond the garden of greenery
and little purple stalks of flower
cooling herself with bamboo fan
thinks of the evening to come
when cool breeze and twinkling lights
fall down on her and her man
Balmy summer days allows the mind
to dream and drift to a wonder world of
imagination that flashes back to summers past
kids playing in the street till after dark
parents drinking laughing around the backyards table
as a game of hide and seek forever lasts
iceblocks and sunnboys all round for girls and boys
fighting over the red and orange tubes of ice
as maddening water fights burst out
and at last kids all soaked and dripping wet
have exhausted all but there last breath
and protest with dropped lip and pout
and now the wind picks up and cool breeze
rises and brings relief for all
so no the kids won't be going to bed
on that summer night they will be dancing
in the summer rain like droplets bouncing
as parents soon join the frey of what the kids have led
balmy summer days of the past
of those days and nights
we wish to relive over and again
but am I too much older and wise
will I watch from a distance the change in sky
or let my guard down and be a child once again
Maree Long
(c)Maree Long 2007
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