Barany Poems

In Days of Snow and Sand

It was a loving relationship
Meant only to enjoy,
Never to be analyzed,
Not intended to destroy.

It was nice at the beginning
Full of warmth, and love and fun
Until the day it fell apart
In this game that no one won.

I suppose someday if we meet again
And by chance we feel there's more,
We'll spread our wings, and find the key
To open Heaven's door.

Until that day I still remain
A girl that held you hand,
When you carried my books
and walked with me
In the days of Snow and Sand.


Lynn Hanna Barany

Joey

One day while sitting on my deck
He stopped by,
I was amazed by his blackness
And was calmed by his presence.

I knew he was special
When our eyes met
I knew he understood
This creature that was I.

Our spiritual bond was made that day
He will lead me when I die,
I see him on the sunny days
This Raven in the sky.

One day I saw him land
Upon my deck of grime,
He carried a treasure in his beak
Ii knew this was a sign.

I call him by a name I chose
Thank you "Joey" I whispered,
He placed the seashell beside my chair
Then flew away to Heaven.

Lynn Hanna Barany

The Medicine Cabinet

The swollen eyes are from lack of sleep,
The shaking hands she hides.
She can't remember important dates
But oh, how she does try.

The hair that once was washed and curled
Has turned a dirty grey.
And if a friend came by for tea
That would truly ruin her day.

The headaches are more frequent now,
Her attention span has gone.
She used to speak of news events
And what the government did wrong.

It's called her medicine cabinet
And she checks it every day 
In the corner of her basement
Where her hidden bottles lay.

Sometimes she feels so very ill
She decides to make that call,
But the line is always busy,
Into bed she trips and falls.

A new day finally does arrive,
Her routine is now a habit,
She walks slowly to the basement room
And sneaks a bottle from the cabinet.


Lynn Hanna Barany

Coffee With Jesus

I have coffee with Jesus
Yes, of course I do
My coffee is on my night stand
And I speak to him of you.

I tell him of past events
Of how I let you down,
And how are one time closeness
Has shut completely down.

I ask for your forgiveness
When I spoke of love for you,
I never meant to hurt you 
Speaking only words of truth.

There is a coldness in our chatter 
As we discuss the latest trends,
We speak about the weather
And this is where it ends.

Yes I do have coffee with Jesus
I need him to be in touch,
Does Jesus have coffee with me?
I doubt it very much.



Lynn Hanna Barany.

There Could Be a Place

There could be a place
Where nothing survives,
No green leaf trees
There is nothing alive.

Gone are the sun, the wind, and the rain
Signs of evil, torture, and pain,
Houses are vacant, blown up cars
Blinds are open, no locks on doors.

It's hard to believe
Not a glimmer of life,
Gone are the days
And black are the nights.

No warnings given
No chance to be free,
It happens so fast
No time to leave.

In this part of the world
Where mad men reign,
So many dead
So many afraid.

There could be a place 
That will exist no more,
If maniac rulers
Use weapons of war.



Lynn Hanna Barany

Immediate Action

PERFECTION,
The type written page,
SIMPLICITY
No matter the age.

COMPLETED,
The document mailed,
NO MISTAKES
It told a tale.

FOLDED
In a envelope of satin
IN THE CORNER,
An emblem in Latin.

RETURN ADDRESS
Written in gold
INSIDE THE WORDS,
Had never been told.

RECEIVED,
By the messenger, then on to the guard
SUCH A RAINY NIGHT
In the Palace court yard.

SECURITY,
Trying not to be seen,
PASSED IT ON
To her Majesty The Queen.

IMMEDIATE ACTION,
She picked up the phone,
SEND THIS TO ALL
Who sit on a throne.

A COMMONER,
You might well know it,
BUT THIS MESSAGE OF PEACE
Could only come from a poet.


Lynn Hanna Barany

Contagious

She smiled at him on the stairwell
He smiled at the man at the door,
He in turn said "Good Morning"
To the lady sweeping the floors.

She nodded at the passer by
Who then turned around,
And gave a smile to the little girl
Who was wearing such a frown.

The little girl started laughing
And simply passed it on
To her Mother who was with her,
Then they hummed a little song.

The painter in the hallway
Felt tired, and very blue,
Till the old gentleman said
"What a beautiful job you do".

If we would do this everyday
It moves along in stages,
When you smile at everyone
It truly is contagious.


Lynn Barany

It's Cruel and It's Sad

Friends phone and ask
How is she today?
She's doing just fine
I'm forced to say.

She loves to sit 
In her favourite chair,
And stare at the door
Hoping someone is there.

Of course when she speaks
She doesn't make sense,
And when she stares at the ceiling
She is praying for death.

I gave her that rag doll
From my childhood days,
I sense she remembers
But few words can she say.

We don't have control
Over any of our tomorrow's
It's so hard to feel alive
When we're surrounded by sorrow.

It's cruel, and it's sad
Can't more be done
For this Alzheimer's stranger
That has invaded my Mom.



Lynn Barany

Across the Hall

I almost walked across the hall
In the breaking light of dawn,
I almost walked across the hall
Would it be so very wrong?

I almost walked across the hall
But told myself to sleep,
I told myself I would never tell
This secret I would keep.

If I walked across the hall
I would find passion waiting there,
Tears upon my pillow
Would that really make him care.

I could never hurt my friend
Even though I craved his touch,
My heart was beating faster
I loved him very much.

Maybe in my younger days
With such a carefree mind,
I would have walked across the hall
And closed the door behind.




Lynn Barany

The Vacant Smile

I spoke with her this morning
For just a little while,
Hoping for nothing more
Than the faint hint of a smile.

I watched her brush her greying hair
And apply cream upon her face,
She removed her silk pyjamas
Trimmed in off white lace.

She acted like I wasn't there
And really could care less,
It was almost like she was putting me 
Through some awkward sort of test.

You and I have been through a lot
I raised my voice to her,
And we've always been the best of friends
We both know that for sure.

But you know that I am insecure
You've known it from the start,
You never gave me confidence
You never did your part.

I stared directly in her eyes
But somehow she did not see,
The face within the mirror
Didn't even smile at me....


Lynn Barany

In Hiding

Why do you hide
In your clouds of fluffy white,
Don't you know I need you
Every day, and every night!

I ask you simple questions
But I feel I am a bore,
I want you to speak with me
I don't want to feel ignored.

Why do you not answer
Anytime I ask,
What do you want from me
What is my lifetime task?

Can't you ever show your face
Or embrace me with a hug,
Why are you so far away
As I kneel upon my rug.

Sometimes I feel I'm talking
To a vacant sky so blue,
One time can't you answer me
When I'm speaking just to you.


Lynn Barany

Simply Me

Just a speck I the universe
I feel it is a must
To try to do much better,
And become a particle of dust.

If I could graduate to that
I would like to see
If I could at least attain
The status of a flea.

Maybe someday per chance
If I could get it right,
I would become a shining star
You look up to every night.

But if I could reach my highest goal
How perfect it would be,
To have a second chance
At Simply being me.


Lynn Barany

Yesterday the Poem

Can you bring back yesterday
For just a little while,
I want to do it all again
And everyday I'd smile.

I don't think I realized
How lucky I was then,
I was blessed with intelligence
family, and many friends.

I could have done so very much
Knowing what I know now,
Please bring back my yesterday
Can you show me how.

I had the opportunity
To have an education,
But at the time I decided
I needed a vacation.

I was not bad looking
Ugly,certainly not
I had a few small talents
But not using them I forgot.

I want to wake up yesterday
And try a little harder,
And if I had a second chance
I'd be a little smarter.

I would make each moment count
And give life such a try,
Where is my precious yesterday....
It didn't even say "Goodbye"


Lynn Barany

Lake of the Woods

LAKE OF THE WOODS

As I sit here gazing at my view of this magnificent lake I feel inspired, and simply genuine as a human being.

It is a cool April day, very sunny with a more than gentle breeze coming through my window.
The brown grass in a few weeks will be anxious to turn a velvet green after a little
more heat, and many more raindrops.

The birch tree beside my window is patiently waiting to produce its foliage
It is a peaceful time, and a gentle time on this late Saturday afternoon.
The seagulls play in the air and welcome me to their view.

May nothing upon this earth interrupt God's beauty of this place, and may the serenity of Lake of the Woods forever rest in peace.


Lynn Barany

Fade Away

A forgotten swing In a playground
Rusts until it breaks
A forgotten summer flower
A new blossom can not make.

A forgotten piece of bread
Turns mouldy through, and through
A forgotten green leaf fruit tree
Will never bare it's fruit.

If we forget each other
Every single day,
A forgotten human being
Will one day fade away.


Lynn Barany

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