NaPoWriMo Day 10

I write these verses because Lynn enjoys them so much. I’m certain I could find something less brain abusing to do with my time, but whatever it might be wouldn’t bring her so much pleasure. That makes it all worthwhile.  I do this all because her

 

Because of You

“You took my breath away.” they say,

but that’s not it at all.

I breathe and live because of you,

you catch me when I fall.

For so long I was so much less,

not all that I could be.

But through your love I found a way,

to see me as you see.

You see a better side of me,

believe I can be that.

So I believe and try to be,

who you are looking at.

The love I see there in your eyes,

is all I’ll ever need.

That faith you have, your faith in me,

I try to live that creed.

So thank you love for loving me,

this flawed and fragile man.

I’ve learned from you, hold up my head,

and be all that I can.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

 

NaPoWriMo Day 9

Well, today it’s back to the introspection thing.  Lynn found yesterday’s effort a tad unsettling.

 

Peopling

(or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Tolerate The Crowd)

Once upon a time there was,

a boy who never learned.

To be a boy like others were,

so all friendships he spurned.

He swore he needed no one but,

he knew it was a lie.

So all alone he lived his life,

no one to hear him cry.

There came a day, a turning point,

he knew it had to end.

The loneliness would claim his life,

his ways he had to mend.

So day by day and week by week,

he studied and he tried.

To learn to human like the rest,

and no more have to hide.

There’s things to learn by reading books,

and things you have to do.

And peopling is one of those,

that books can’t quite teach you.

He learned to talk to other folks,

he found they weren’t so bad.

In fact they all had fears like him,

but also joys they had.

He learned to face some of his fears,

and learned to find some joys.

And came to understand in life,

sometimes the world annoys.

He also found to his surprise,

he likes this life he’s made.

And best of all when peopling,

he’s finally unafraid.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

NaPoWriMo Day 8

So something a little different tonight. When I was younger, I used to suffer the most terrifying nightmares. Fortunately, less so now, but I still remember trying to stay awake to avoid them.

 

The Demons in my Mind

Strange nightmares fall into my head,

and banish hope of sleep.

Phantasms stark in lurid hues,

in every shadow creep.

The ticking of my mantle clock,

so loud it hurts my ears.

Is still not loud enough to hide,

the sound of silent tears.

The night so long, what hour is this,

how long ’til morning light?

It’s barely past the witching hour,

still hours of this fright.

I light a lamp and say a prayer,

pray that these dreams will end,

I pray for sleep to bring me rest,

my spirit’s wounds to mend.

But I still dread to close my eyes,

still dread all that sleep brings.

The tread of scaly, taloned feet,

or hiss of leath’ry wings.

The demons conjured by my mind,

for every wrong I’ve done.

Are waiting just behind my eyes,

to avenge every one.

But I can lie awake in fear,

for only just so long.

And now must close my eyes and pay,

the price for one more wrong.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 7

My wonderful wife Lynn has been listening to my poems this month and mentioned that I seem to be on a self-awareness kick. Apparently, she’s right (as she usually is).

What Price the Dream?

 

“Livin’ the dream.” you hear them say,

but at what price that dream?

The fancy house, the shiny car,

are they all that they seem?

 

We work and work to have nice things,

but things can’t hold your hand.

When all is said and all is done,

perhaps we’ll understand.

 

This time we have is all we have,

we spend it every day.

But in the end when it is gone,

there’s nothing we won’t pay.

 

But it’s too late when time is gone,

you cannot buy some more.

So all the things you spent it on,

are what your life was for.

 

Are you your house, your car, your toys?

Or hero to your kid.

When you look back what will you see?

Be proud of what you did?

 

So just make sure you spend it well,

on what you love the best.

And when it’s gone and you look back,

your choice will stand the test.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 6

Here we are at day 6 of NaPoWriMo and I’m starting to question why I do this. So that’s what I’ll write about tonight.

 

A Rambling Thought

I sit and write and as I do,

a thought occurs to me.

Why do I write? What is the point?

What use can these words be?

I’m certain that no lives will change,

because of reading this.

If I should stop, just give it up,

there’s naught for you to miss.

So if it’s not for you I write,

perhaps it is for me.

An outlet for the noise within,

to let somebody see.

These words are just a fleeting thought,

set free and then no more.

Although they linger on the page,

they mean less than before.

The muse which drives me ever on,

decides the way I take.

I never know the verse I’ll write,

nor what new rhyme I’ll make.

I do not plan or try to seek,

for some specific goal.

Just start to write and let it flow,

until it’s done and whole.

And now my muse is telling me,

this task is nearly done.

Just one more line, at last I see,

this is the final one.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 5

Yes, I know that I’m posting this on day 6. At least it’s getting posted, so half-marks for that.

Be Here Now

We spend so much of every day,

caught up inside our head.

Dwelling still upon the past,

or planning far ahead.

But all the time we spend like that,

is time we are not here.

This present now is all we have,

and we should hold it dear.

Each time we think of all we’ve had,

we throw our now away.

And as we dream of what we want,

we miss out on today.

I do not say you should not plan,

or should forget the past.

Just do not give your life to them,

it’s now, be here at last.

Right now as you are reading this,

your mind is far away.

Thinking of all the other things,

that you will do today.

But you are here and it is now,

live in this time you’re in.

When you are with the ones you love,

then wandering’s a sin.

They are what is most important,

not what was said at work.

The person who is here with you,

is not your boss (That jerk!).

So don’t give past the power to,

destroy your now as well.

For re-living your pains each day,

is like a mini hell.

So be here now, be when you are,

take back your life today.

For here and now come round but once,

It’s where we all should stay.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 4

So Canada turns 150 this year! Here is my first tribute to the country that I am privileged to call home.

Canada 150

One hundred-fifty years ago,

my Canada began.

It’s dream of freedom and of peace,

a continent did span.

And now we stand here looking back,

at just how far we’ve come.

With some things we have come quite far,

and dropped the ball on some.

We are diverse, a varied lot,

who rarely can agree.

We argue, shout and brawl and such,

but no one shoots at me.

And half the time near half of us,

they want to leave the rest.

But then they slowly realize,

together, we’re the best.

So wave a flag and raise a pint,

to this grand land we share.

And if you doubt it is the best,

go try your luck elsewhere.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 3

It’s late and I should be in bed, buuuuuut…… this should just take a minute.

 

Seek a Different Path

The dance begins, the battle joined,

the words cut just like knives.

We know that we should just let go,

this is not worth our lives.

But we can’t just forget the hurts,

keep living in the past.

Can’t now recall who started this,

nor how long it will last.

But we are right of this we’re sure,

about what we don’t know.

They must be wrong of course they are,

else we’d not hate them so.

Our fathers hated so we hate,

for what else can we do?

This is how it’s always been,

of course it must be true.

But there are those who seek a change,

who seek a diff’rent way.

Some day they hope to stop the hate,

seek peace for all they say.

I do not know what that would be,

I’ve dreamt of it I think.

But peace is such a fragile thing,

may vanish if you blink.

 So we go on, seek victory,

it’s what we think we need.

We claim to love the ones we hurt,

then weep to see them bleed.

It’s what we’ve learned, it’s what we teach,

but we can learn new things.

Not bound forever by the past,

it’s hope the future brings.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

 

 

My Angel

Day three of NaPoWriMo. What to write today, that’s the question. Ah, I know….

 

You Are All I Need To See


I sit upon the shore and gaze,

out at the distant sea.

And think of all the places that,

I think I’d like to be.

But then I stop and start to think,

of all I have right here.

The life I’ve built, the home I have,

the one I hold so dear.

It’s true there’s wonders everywhere,

that I would love to see.

But there’s no joy that could compare,

to what you give to me.

I’d rather see your face each morn,

than see the Taj Mahal

For just one smile that lights your face,

I’d gladly skip it all.

So if I leave to see the world,

this much I promise you.

Where ere I go what ere I see,

each pass will be for two.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

Return of the Poet

I’m actually a day late with this. I had planned a while ago to participate again in NaPoWriMo. Then totally zoned yesterday and forgot about it. Oops.

Here we go anyway!

The Return of the Poet

It’s April once again and I,

Begin to write anew.

To search throughout my cobwebbed mind,

Tell something that is true.

Those rhymes I’ve made and words I’ve spilled.

So oft upon the page.

Are scarcer and much slower found,

My brain now shows it’s age.

So here’s a truth from one who’s looked,

Unflinching at his days.

Don’t sit and wait, the time is now,

To grow, to change your ways.

For in the end with every choice,

Our soul is more defined.

So think before you speak or act,

There’s no chance to rewind .

Cheers, Winston