Best Life Ring Poems
Winter was given us that we may stay close to our hearts
and listen with more than our ears, as the bells of our life ring
Neither distance nor strife can ever keep our souls apart.
Our names are carried on the wild winds that winters bring
Remember and remember, for the winter dove still sings..
For all those who can't be with loved ones
for the holidays ahead
I should like to hold you
For a little while if I may;
For nothing more than comfort
On this dismal, dreary day.
Locked within these thoughts that spin
Like spider webs in my brain;
Wishing I might see you walking
Right out in the rain.
Step by step no doubt you’d let
My weariness fade fast;
Like blackness chased away from light
As when morning comes to pass.
I’d give up nearly everything
To see you eye to eye;
To touch your face as we retrace
Sweet memories, bye and bye.
And if I could say one simple prayer
Or wish upon a star;
I’d pray that you could find me too
Knowing immeasurably how far.
I’ve let myself go like winds that blow
With no destination or direction;
My life ring and only song that still sings
Is remembering you
Are my Dearest
And
Deepest
Reflection.
I hear life's music in the breeze
and it fills me with anticipation as it rustles the trees.
I smell the green grass
when in Spring it grows,
just another sign of how life flows.
I feel the Summer sunshine upon my skin.
I hear the sound of waves on the beach rolling in.
The sand is wet and little sandcrabs scatter.
They play with my toes and run when I move.
It's great to feel free and in life's groove.
The crysanthemums are blooming and I pick one to smell.
"What a wonderful Autumn day", I to myself tell.
Why are you sleeping?
Come with me.
Let's play in the leaves! Let's climb a tree!
School is out.
Let's sing and shout.
Christmas is coming and Winter is calling.
Let's make a snowman and slide down the hill.
We'll drink hot chocolate if we get a chill.
Let's dance and sing.
Let the music of life ring!
For Brian Strand's Springtime Contest
Copyright: 2007
"All Rights Reserved"
Four seasons fill a year’s fullness of time
and fills the core of human shell and gourd -
in that season of youth’s Spring balm its prime
will reap the honied hive of years endured.
And golden Summer so brightly spangled
from whence its firstfruits cling the swollen vine,
lest it not plucked lays withered and tangled
only to fall a spoil buried in time.
For circles of life ring the culling tree
when Autumn its rich shedding off has cast -
so begins the end, a fading glory
in the long shadows of lusting days past.
Winter too, when the cold hoary bark wets
and the pale mortal sun upon us sets.
Written: May 2011
To be alone is cause enough-
When you hurt inside your heart-
Life’s unmercies seem hard to tough-
At last you’ll see it’s time to start-
To make a friend who may need you-
Only then will life ring true-
FOOD FOR ALL
Hunger for none- food for all
A life canon- put to all
As oxygen vital to a living
Let it be the today’s life ring
Crabs are out of the dance
Now they entered worms
From the high mountains to the lower
Heard by echoes of flood noises
Hunger for none- food for all
Let it be for today’s life ring
Drought may knock our doors
But, must be welcomed by our sacrifices
Finishing our days in hard working
It will come the time of no hands
Each of us will borrow ones arms
Hunger for none- food for all
Let it be for today’s life ring.
IM NOT YOUR PROBLEM
by BambiLynn '14
I don't understand your unending hate.
If I gave my life, would it fulfill you~sedate?
Because to devastate and blame me,
Won't hold up in eternity.
My body, my life, will not fix or fill the rips or void.
That you keep tearing and digging being paranoid.
My spirit and soul aren't up for sale or compromise.
You're all shredded and crippled despite your disguise.
Stop looking at me if you want a chance in hell!
To get past this life ring true to you as liberty bell.
Or writhe in agony and hungry hate forevermore.
Oh! That's you now! Already inside purgatory door!
Not even my life will help you.
Stop looking at me.
You got eternal work to do.
I got my gloves on, my hair tied up. I'm ready for today and whatever guilt throws my way. I am going to fight back, throw my untrue thoughts into the trash. Pick my self-esteem off of the mat, that's riddled with all my what ifs and should haves.
It's time to stand tall in this life ring. I'm tired of getting pummeled by my own insecurities. I am ready to take a step forward and throw a jab in; finally
to crawl out of this mental cave I have been festering in.
I just have to be strong, because my guilty conscience thrives on doing me wrong. I won't give it any power for it's not yours to make me cower; it's my life and you can't have it not now, not at any hour.
mabe your sick
feeling in wick
get well
let life ring the bells
don't let it you kill
have a
WILL TO LIVE
Trapped in the moment
escaping with rhyme
Words to my rescue
—time after time
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
jacks my name
i used to drink
destroying my body
what did i think
couldn't see the real world
hid in a bottle ,just to be safe
it was a scarier place
like a ship that's sinking
i was going down
head just above water
im almost drowning from the inside out
throw me a life ring
and clear my doubt
you sailed by ,and threw me a line
now out of the water i feel fine
saved my life ,yes you did
stopped me from dying when i was a kid.
thankyou
Through shifting tides and skies of gray,
One light remained to guide my way.
Through storms and trials, you stayed by my side,
Whichever place, whichever time.
No fleeting love, no passing phase,
A bond that warmed my darkest days.
No matter the chaos, the pain or the fight,
You are my anchor, my shining light.
She grew up with a father’s name,
But felt alone, though not to blame.
They loved the celebrity, not her true self,
A child just wanting friendship past wealth.
Music runs through us, a timeless stream,
From my father's sax to the songs you dream.
The melodies play, but it's more than just sound,
In our hearts, this rhythm is always found.
In every chord, she found her way,
A friend in music, where thoughts could stay.
With every note, her soul would sing,
A dream to make her own life ring.
She stepped from the shadow, so vast and wide,
She found her way, with music to guide.
With every step, she claimed her name,
A woman now, not just part of fame.
Drowning in sorrow
because you are leaving me.
I jumped in too soon.
As I flail about,
will you toss me a life ring,
or a concrete block?
Both are solutions
to my current state of mind
over losing you.
The first prolongs it,
the latter, ultimately,
brings on my demise.
I need to purge this
constant feeling of longing
for something that’s gone.
This stagnation mode
compromises my future
and pulls me under.
So, just hold the ring
and let the concrete block sink.
I’m fine on my own.
I’ll want for nothing.
I’ll seek others to swim with.
I’ll float without you.
Memory left drowning
betwixt and beyond
floating discarded
on yesterday’s pond
The future is calling
in voices distressed
reservoirs draining
tomorrow beset
The bridge crossing over
these waters is rough
its toll but the present
time never enough
The turnstile upon you,
its arm is still down
the cost what you’re leaving
its promise unfound
But once set in motion,
there’s no turning back
allusion receding
with blood in its tracks
All hail to the moment,
the instant supreme
whose motion internal
—all else but a dream
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)