Give it back.
You stole it from me.
Did you just put it in your sack,
Or bury it under our tree?
Give it back.
My day is silent, is still.
When I find it, shall I use sticky-tac
So it can't disappear at will?
Give it here.
I know you must have it.
Get away free and clear?
No way! I'll throw a fit. (You know I will.)
Give it to me. Give back my song.
It's been my source of strength all along.
Listen to Give it back.m4a by Jolene Cheyney #np on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/jolene-cheyney/give-it-back-m4a
Categories:
cheyney, angst, conflict,
Form: Verse
In a world that devalues art in favor of sports and academia I think I need this reminder once in awhile, so I am posting this on my office / crafting room door.
Remember:
God gave you a
Creative spirit.
This was a gift,
Not a mistake.
It really bothers me when music and art are removed from the school systems and the sports are given extra money. There's nothing wrong with sports in themselves, I just think that schools should put a higher priority on the Arts as well. © an hour ago, Jolene Cheyney
Categories:
cheyney, art, music,
Form: I do not know?
My father in the heights,
Please keep me in your sight
Cuz Parkinson's takes its toll
On mind, body, and soul.
I need someone to help me cope
Someone to feed me hope
Sweet words fall from his lips
Long after our courtship
His grin, his greatest charm,
My home is in his arms
I am safe in his embrace
My love, my ace
He has strong faith in you
He'll help my faith grow too
Together we'll pray each day
Then listen to what you say
Father, I hope you agree
This prayer, my honest plea
I trust you to find the right man
Please put my heart into his hands
Author notes
Copyright 2016 Jolene Cheyney
Second poem written after 15 year hiatus from writing. After so long of a break from the hobby I wonder how to make my poetry better.
1-23-16
An orchestral piece in the style of Mozart was written for this poem by Joshua A.I. j
Categories:
cheyney, bible,
Form: Ballad