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Ryan Sheeler Poem
I confess...
I can't see You any better than I did yesterday,
God are you there, in those clouds that are in the way
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If I'm here and You're there, what is that distance
between us that seems to grow larger everyday
starving man in the desert I am
wandering to somewhere I don't know
and can't find and don't want
but now I'm heading there and don't want to go.
Please find me, God, draw near to me again
despite of my falling behind
I need You more than ever, and am less
than ready to admit it in my mind
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I'd be very grateful, beyond all, if
if You could meet with me today
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2008
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Ryan Sheeler Poem
On my hands there are a million things
Cuts, stains and pencil marks
And a thousand little dreams
On my hands there are so many lines
Little roads leading one to another
Like moving stories of losing time
On my hands there are many words
Of joy and sorrow unrelieved
That seem precious and old
On my hands there is shame
For a friend to come near
For someone to bear my pain
On my hands there is an unseen stain
it’s someone’s blood this I know
left while I remain
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Another day, three in a row
the rain comes down
She found herself out in it
walking to who knows where
looking for a flower's bloom
hoping to see it there
for so many years it rained
inside of her own mind
love pushed away, and locked
without a key to find
the rain of all the hidden hurt
fell like a thousand tiny drops
as each footstep puddle sounded
as if her heart would stop
each and every drop falls down
into a living well
in broken vessel empty now
rain will someday dwell
Another day, four in a row
the rain comes down
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Ryan Sheeler Poem
Asking questions of a mind
Was there love here…
If time has passed like this,
Is it just a dream?
Then and now
It’s hard to believe
How strange it all seems…
Is it just a dream?
Are all the prayers
Soon to slip away
Falling like snow
Is it just a dream?
Seeing by candlelight
Darkness in
a beating heart
Is it just a dream?
Buried in love lost
Time passed over
a bridge with no end
Is it just a dream?
where love has gone
Following a star, or
Sleeping in another time
Is it just a dream?
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Ryan Sheeler Poem
Is there freedom in a valley, dry?
Hours turn into days
Without an answer
Miles and miles of
Days and days
Of walking on fire
Is it a mirage
or simply another question?
What is that up ahead?
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Ryan Sheeler Poem
I keep an old photo album
on my bottom shelf.
I get it out every once in a while,
just to sift the time away
I keep a lot of pictures
There inside that book. Some are old and a little
Yellow now, but still somehow clear.
Funny hair and clothes. Gigs and weddings,
funerals and newspaper clips,
just like time standing still
Tonight I looked through it again,
just knowing what I might find.
Somehow I think my heart
knew what it was looking for.
by the time I got halfway through
As I neared the end
of this blue memory lane…I saw it again…
the picture of you and me on our first night together.
I remember your blue eyes, your beautiful smile….
I remembered you….in my heart
You are, were, and always will be the love of my life,
The memories came flooding back,
too fast for words, and too strong to hold.
I remember God smiling down on us
As we shared our first night.
Dear God-how I loved you
(and still love you) so much
But now it can’t be…when
time and pain have driven us apart.
How did it get this way?
For minutes that seemed like years,
I cried my tears on your picture
And kissed your cheek on that page
I was trying so hard to keep the pain away.
But it came unrelenting…
And I’m afraid there are
many more tears to cry
who knows when they’ll come
My heart is forever yours, captured
in a snapshot on page 24
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord keeps you safe
May you feel loved tonight
even though
I’m very far away
I’ll always keep your picture
And your kiss inside my heart
I just can’t bear to
throw away the memory
Of the love that we’ve lost
Your picture is still inside
That album on my shelf
Sealed by tears, and prayers
Memories too painful to hold on to,
and too precious to let go
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Like the autumn goes…so it seems
I wonder how the leaves know
When to fall and drift away
Losing a loved one, is like that
Sometimes you know it’s coming
And sometimes it’s here and gone
As the heart is the one left to grieve
Wondering where and why
it feels so empty now
Love is fleeting, love divine
So the writers say, but still I wonder
Why love has to hurt so much?
Is it because true love costs so much
But gives ever more?
Or is it because of our old wounds
That we carry through our lives
Like a trunk of old photos and
memories we never want to keep
But somehow can’t throw away
Maybe the only way to really love
Is to really love, to give away
More than just a feeling, and more than
Just a greeting card, maybe
Love is something we’re born with
But are afraid to use
When at last we find love in the losing
Rushing through a side door.
Perhaps it was waiting for us, in some
sweet and sad disguise
Or maybe it comes upon a soul
Like an autumn mist
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Last dance and remembering…
One more year gone
Another page is turned
Looking like a yearbook photo
That has me concerned
What is there left to do
What is there left to say
If another year comes faster
Than this one went away?
Each year I take a minute
To look through a folder of mine
“Personal” is the label on the faded cover
But I wonder if there’s a sign…
Of longing to remember
All of the good times I framed
In news clippings – pictures now faded
By time that’s been claimed.
So will you dance with me?
And walk with me this one last time
Through this year of love lost and won
And then through years gone by.
After all, we may not ever
Go back home again
But there is a tiny, fleeting solace in
Taking time to remember when
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Dear God,
You've probably heard this prayer
a thousand times over, and yet
I feel like I need to say it everyday
even if it's just for me
each day I realize how scary
this world really is
and even more how frightening
it is inside myself
if only it were so easy to let go
as if there is something
I want to keep inside
like if I truly to let go
I'd lose something
even though my mind is a war zone
but there is just
a little something that
hangs onto the notion of You
help me to love people
outside of myself
please guide me to walk,
slowly fear, and sweet
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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Ryan Sheeler Poem
Though I walk through valleys
And yet I do fear although
I should not when the silence is
Beating down inside my head
When scorn turns to shame
Turns to tears...that wash away
Something I cannot clean
When questions receive no answers
And time breeds nothing but
Unrelenting pain
And so I walk in fields
Where my father's hands have plowed
Searching without knowing
To follow a voice I cannot hear
And yet I know there is
A voice somewhere inside out
There is someone else there
I know and yet I can't
When lovely pain turns to gold
Turns to alabaster sunshine
Something I cannot see
When answers are elusive
And unexpected overcoming
Like the spring and the rain
And so I walk in fields
Written in the lines of someone's hand
Searching without knowing
Yet slowly drawing near
Copyright © Ryan Sheeler | Year Posted 2007
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