Long Strangers Poems
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Looking back on fading photographs
Of yesteryear
The journey to their wedding day
And all that’s led them here
Fate brought them together
Two halves that made a whole
Two strangers who connected
And found each other’s soul
Their road has not been easy
Both still learning every day
The mountains and the hills that they have climbed
To find their way
The years that each has given
Their feelings plain to see
The flame of love for these two souls
Will burn eternally
The house that they have made their own
The fires they walked through
Through ups and downs, through tears and fears
Their love remained so true
Through the years he’s been there
While she smiled, and laughed and cried
Through the years he’s been her love
Her strength, her rock, her guide
Through the years she cared for him
She’s loved him everyday
Through the years when he was lost
She helped him find his way
Through the years when things were tough
When anything went wrong
Together they stood side by side
Together they stood strong
But...the pinnacle of their love
Their most precious gifts of all
Their greatest three creations
Cameron, Bobbi and little Paul
And though it’s not been easy
With many a sleepless night
Though times they felt like giving up
Together they held tight
For love is what has led them here
It’s love that kept them strong
Two hearts that made a promise
To each other, they belong
And though one chapter has ended
A new one begins in their life
For Paulie and Karlie – their journey of love continues
As husband and wife ...
Treasure of Heaven
There was a wretch who on his deathbed
Thanked the Lord for the gifts He'd been blessed
A makeshift home, just enough money
Living on water, bread and honey.
He knew he didn't have a handsome face
And was lacking both in style and grace
But glancing into a looking glass
He saw a child of God looking back.
His body he clothed in hand-me-downs
He wore them with pride around the town
Strangers would share all that they could spare
Joys come down on the wings of prayer.
He knew the precious gift of true love
A hand to hold was God's hand above
He who had found him shelter and peace
From uproar of life's iniquity.
He had a smile for all folk he met
No fear or unguarded circumspect
To Christ he extended out his reach
In gestures needing no words to speak.
God loved this gentle lamb of a man
Watched over him as a shepherd can
Warmed his heart from a spark to a flame
Saw he'd not hunger or thirst again.
The Lord heard his final, humble praise
To heaven this lowly soul was raised
Eternal life it was God's pleasure
To grant upon this lowly treasure.
2nd April 2021
Sparklers
By Michelle Morris
02/10/2021
Running around in the dark with sparklers in our hands,
Enjoying fun in the park while we're young and bold.
Knowing that life could end abruptly at any time,
Embracing the full moon and celebrating how it shines.
Forgetting our sorrows and cares for one minute at a time,
Supporting one another through any given crisis.
Smiling at strangers and being kind because it's good,
Community building in our neighbourhood.
Enjoying the light show from the sparklers in our space,
Reflected in the stars, the destinies and the fates.
© Michelle Morris, 2021
With years of well practised wordless command
through darkness you reach out and take my hand
thumb slides along your palm, stops at your wrist
you, motionless, no effort to resist.
Both kneeling in the dark we hold the pose
your pulse beckons, my breathing starts to slow.
Our heads inches apart, not wont to touch
so little contact, yet still means so much.
Remembering your tresses, copper hues
long lashes crown a gaze in sapphire blue.
My thumb around your arm now circling
on skin so smooth once, now papyrus thin.
Decades have passed but although we have changed
our bond still strong as steel, long to remain
from strangers into lovers now just friends
we remain in our communion till the end.
Time now for me to let you go once more
so I can pass your food under the door.
29th July 2015
For contest 'Poem with a chilling twist' by Frank Herrera
I've loved you with little fondness,
not giving you my whole tenderness;
I've reached for a stranger's arms,
keeping you away from my desires!
No, I haven't honored a single promise...
making you cry without my embrace;
I did a world of wrong many times,
can a tear, or heartbreak be undone?
How cruel I have been giving kisses
to total strangers and not give you one!
Should my regret end now, or last forever?
Should your pity turn into forgiveness?
I don't deserve it, darling: let me suffer...
until I understand the pain of your loneliness!
No, I haven't honored a single promise,
making you cry without my embrace;
ah, you shivered and reached for me...
I wasn't there to hold you closer to me!
I have only recently met you, even though I have known you forever
for so long we have been strangers,
but now we are almost birds of a feather.
I've known your smile and I love your laughter,
but I know you cry, I've even wiped your tears,
some of which I have caused, I fear.
I have known jealousy with every golden wisp of hair that has flown through the air it's true they say dont covet but my sister,
I have been jealous of you.
Your smile so bright has hidden so much pain and each time I promise myself I wont let that happen again,
I understand it is hard to trust me, why would you I haven't always been there
if only you knew how much I really care.
Mom gave me a gift thirty six years ago, the years that I lost,
I should never have let you go.
I know you have seen darkness, fought it off with every fiber
my darling, I admire that so much in you, I love your fire.
Please dont ever give in, dont ever, ever go, please my angel
dont leave me alone.
You are a precious treasure to me, you are incredibly valuable, i am so glad we have been joined together from the start, because, you have my heart.
I was told we would get closer when kids came along and I thought that was just a pretty song, the truth is we are, they were right,
even when it looked like they were wrong.
I love my nephew so very much I didn't think that could be true,
but you gave me him and now I have even more love for you.
I cannot wait to be there on your wedding day, I have planned every detail,
I want your dream wedding to come true, come what may.
You dressed in white, Garth by your side,
what a handsome man, what a perfect bride.
The end of my letter has finally come but I will never, ever stop saying thank you, my little sister for being part of my life
all I can leave with you is my love and promise
that my love for you will never, never end
Monique, I have the best, you are my sister and my friend.
Date: 09 April 2018
love is pulling a puppy into your lap
love is being beaten, and giving your opponent a clap
love is going to Christmas dinner even though you are tired
love is telling someone that they are whom you have always admired
love is sharing your car with your cousin who is not reliable
love is trusting a friend to color your hair that is barely dye-able.
love is allowing someone enough freedom to make their own way
love is feeling great in your heart at the end of each day
love is smiling at strangers, and giving a compliment to someone new
love is giving people a second chance, and sometimes more than one or two
love is expecting the best, and being enthusiastic about others
love is treating the world like your father, mother, sister and brothers
It stands to reason…although we like to think most days are good…
that some days will be bad.
Which means there’s a good chance someone we know
or some strangers we may meet are probably feeling sad.
Some people may be lonely…some depressed…
while other’s hearts are broken.
Some people’s pain is discernible…while other’s is hidden and unspoken.
To those whose pain is palpable…we offer the kindness of a smile…
a touch
a hug
we take the time to sit with them a while.
We want them to know…through their pain…they have someone to rely on
someone with arms that will support them…and shoulders they can cry on.
To those out there in pain…whose pain we cannot see
(Which, to be safe, is everyone else!)
we should be as kind as we can be.
Just like an umbrella is opened to shelter us from the rain
an umbrella of kindness might not stop it…
but it can help to ease the pain.
A small umbrella of kindness can help those in pain understand:
their sadness
their loneliness
their anguish and despair…
this heavy burden they are carrying
becomes a little lighter when it’s shared.
No T.V., no internet, what are we to do, just look at us!
I remember a time, it wasn’t such a fuss.
Where pleasure and creativity we could find
without such things to entertain humankind.
We could look around and we could see
All the jewels of life waiting to be.
A life so good, a sun so bright,
While sharing it all with family; what a delight!
We wake up in the morning with smiles all around,
For there certainly be a love one to be found.
We’d notice the cold floors tickle our toes,
Now it tablets and i-phones up everyone’s nose.
We stepped out the door to start a new day
Not with text messages but hugs and kisses leading the way.
Our generation was tight knit and grand,
We all worked together with one purpose at hand.
That our next generation would have better opportunity,
With ever so much, and always have plenty.
And for the life we had, we knew we were blessed,
So we store up the extra to help out the rest.
We welcomed the strangers that came by our way,
We offered a meal and invited them to stay.
Today, if the door bell rings, we jump up in fret
If not forewarned by a previous text.
A variety of friends, we’ve made through the years,
Not by facebook request, but by having listening ears.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the new technology of this time,
But replacing one for the other is but a crime.
No T.V., no internet, now six days has past,
And from it a poem is written, and that is that, at last.
For today we got reconnected,
But remembering that at time it’s better to stay disconnected.
A moment in time
As I walked into the hall were the presentation was being held, I said good afternoon everyone.
While walking to my seat a stranger caught my eye, it was a spiritual moment in time and everyone else just faded away.
just the stranger's smiling face looking back at me, it was like two souls communicating with each other without saying a word, "strangers but not strangers"
His face was as white as snow, his eyes was the color of amber it looked like a burning flame.
like a slow moving cloud passing by, I was left wondering as I took my seat one row behind him, as he turned and looked at me with his wide genuine smile
my mind started to race and my heart seem to skip a beat.
I said to myself what in hell is happening, it was spirit talking to spirit for a moment in time.
I was not suppose to be at this advent, I only came because my brother asked me to do him a favor, I told him "no" but in the end I agreed to go and collect his award from the Publishing company on his behalf.
I made several attempts to go over and speak to the stranger, but I was stop by people wanting to know more about my brother's books, when I turned around the stranger was gone.
I walked away knowing that our path will cross again, " for the stranger and I shared a moment in time"