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Martha Reeves Poem
Can you feel me, though I'm here and your miles away?
Seems I'm touching you in my mind almost everyday.
Visions all around and they come full circle back to you,
Not only when I close my eyes, but in everything I do.
A strange sensation, and a warming in my heart,
My soul seems to swim the channels and distance we are apart.
And if I cry I cry for joy, that love may have found it's way,
Past the hurt and pain of the past, and brought me here today.
Peace you have brought me my friend, and my heart beats with a calm sound.
The sun shines upon my garden, and a new growth I have found.
Now on a breeze in a crystal sky I'm sending this blossom to you,
Pull back your hair from your ear to catch my whisper coming through.
Copyright © Martha Reeves | Year Posted 2008
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Martha Reeves Poem
I orbit in emptiness
I reflect with the sun
I give life to everything
I take what you recoil from
My soil broken and arid
My oceans a gutter of debris
Smothering contamination
That’s what you offer me
I accepted you as a guest
I honored your every request
I endure to give you life
My fragility shows
And though you know
You change not your appetite
When I have nothing left
For whom will you cry?
Or stretch the appendage to ease
Hello……
it’s me Mother Earth…..a little love PLEASE !
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Martha Reeves Poem
Gone he is, this brother of mine
Left is an empty hole
Visions remain of his misery
As death came to claim his soul
Weak and frail was this hand I held
And his breath dark as night
I knew too well the end was coming
But, could not leave the sight
Stay I did , and watch the last
Breath, echo the end
The visions remain and torment me
The loss of my brother, my friend
There’s an empty space inside of me
That ‘s hollow and can’t be filled
A vacancy that no-one can see
A part of me was killed
Dear, dear brother I miss you so
You are always on my mind
People will come and people will go
But, you my dear were one of a Kind !
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Martha Reeves Poem
They'll be tears on my pillow tonight,for me it seems like fate.
That every time I trust I lose, and usually all to late.
The pain of false affections can wound a peaceful soul.
Send it spinning the wrong direction, toward a dark and lifeless hole.
Of pain I know much, but keep it deep inside.
My pleasures though their few, I do not choose to hide.
Life will continue on, and I must make my way.
Tomorrow is on the horizon, and past will be this day.
Maybe I'll find that someone, or maybe he'll find me.
Someday, somewhere we'll meet, if it's truly meant to be.
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Martha Reeves Poem
Hmmm...
'08 I hate and disregard, as we bring in a new year;
'09 should be fine, and I have plans; to shift into a new gear.
Excuse my bitchin and whinin, but this last year was a bust;
Plans of change I've made them, and this year their a must.
No self pitty, no procrastination, no bitchin that life ain't fair;
I'm gettin on the positive wagon; and I hope to see you all there.
Father time has been a friend to me but, even he can grow weary;
We best do what we want in life, cause time goes by quickly deary.
Life is all about livin, it's out there and I'm gonna grab it;
'09 will find me jammin, cause im gittin all I can Git !
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Well, this giddy little girl was tired of the SAME OLD SONG AND DANCE; she said I gotta get
rid of the MONKEY ON MY BACK, and find someone to TAKE ME TO THE OTHERSIDE...where
KINGS AND QUEENS are LIVIN ON THE EDGE...So I can taste the SWEET EMOTION,..learn
how to DRAW THE LINE and LET THE MUSIC DO THE TALKING...
So, as she started on her PERMANENT VACATION the idea was to KISS HER PAST
GOODBYE....though it was NOBODY'S FAULT she knew she had to FLY AWAY FROM HERE...
The LAST CHILD of a bunch counting five, she had to do WHAT IT TAKES to stay alive...So
with just a LICK AND A PROMISE and her LIGHT INSIDE she WALKED ON DOWN with a
THREE MILE SMILE.
She came upon a BLIND MAN they call UNCLE SALTY who saw her CRYIN and said I'll show
you the way to your MAMA KIN... as they traveled on she began to CHIP AWAY THE
STONE...and put all her SEASONS OF WITHER behind her.
Finally arriving to find MOTHER POPCORN who blessed her with this sound advice:
Take the long path my JADED one, past the HANGMAN JURY and down to the FARM...WALK
ON WATER and realize that there is NO SUPRISE... though there may be RATS IN THE
CELLAR there is always CHEESE CAKE in your eyes.
Now she rides the TRAIN THAT KEEPS ROLLIN with the LORD OF THE THIGHS hoping they
can COME TOGETHER in the SUNSHINE of the MOVIE and DREAM ON here inside their
AVANT GARDEN !
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Martha Reeves Poem
As a new year is upon us, we gleam with such excite;
Many parties and celebrations will be going on,
I think the mailman lost my invites.
Looks like I'll celebrating alone this year;
and toasting to the occasion,
One drink for me, one for humanity,
For drinking I need no persuasion.
I'll count back from ten and watch the ball drop;
toast and give a shout,
What the hell, I'll have another;
And drink til the brandy runs out.
Celebrating a new year, ringing with bliss,
being alone doesn't have to spoil it;
I just hope tomorrow doesn't find me,
crouched over hugging the toilet.
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In a flowered room filled to the rim,she counts her blessings and then she goes to a place
where she won't have to hear the world's expectations.
If she knew, if she tried, they tell her she's a hopeless case; but she thinks the world's all a
lie and she won't believe it.
(CHORUS) : Can you teach her how to live can you try; or push her off the ledge and expect
her to fly.
No mother before her to teach her grace or show her how. No father to love and now she's
lost in the world and it's crowd.
Her child has become the center of her world but she doesn't know how he's to grow, as she
sits in a room alone away from a world so cold.
(CHORUS)
He grows up just like her, and he's all alone too, sometimes he starts to wonder how his
mom got through.
He sits alone in a flowered room where she used to pray, hoping he can make it through the
pain and gloom of another day.
(CHORUS): Can you teach him how to live, can you try; or push him off the ledge and expect
him to fly.
When the world comes into play each must play a role, when the curtains close the stage
don't forget the lost souls.
(CHORUS): Can you teach them how to live, can you try; or push them off the ledge and
expect them to fly....
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If I could, I'd turn back the hands of time to capture every sweet memory and trap them in
my mind.
I'd hold your hand a little tighter, talk to you more, and laugh until we cried.
Never miss a chance to be right by your side.
Yes, DAD there are so many things I'd do so differently now that I won't have the chance to
try.
And as the winds of our time blow ever so sweetly in my ear; Everyday I find myself wishing
you were still her
This is my pain and I live with it as I should; to change it would be a blessing only IF I
COULD...
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Hold onto this moment, for it will never come again
As I dream of what would be, a beautiful peace within
Tell myself all is not lost, the fear wells in side vacant and without cause
Let it be, the tears fall like rain, but even the wish is unreal
All I want and nothing is at reach.
Can I change my world, is that a possible feat
Has destiny ruined my future, can a weak soul find relief?
Change to what I’d wish to be or live miserable alike
Finding one’s own way, harder than it seems
Answers too many question, I need to know them all
Posing apprehensions’ that refrain me from making the call
What, Where and When the affirmable relative questions
Answers come now and then, from different allied directions
To figure it out alone a quest and venture at hand
Truly a master of life could assist, and set my mind at ease
But the master I do remember lives no longer
As fate would have it played
Father of mine I need you, for now and the rest of my days.
I’ve written theses words as faint heart fails to reconcile my being
My strength my character my living all resides in your teachings
And now there is no master, to council my ways of thinking
Left I am a disaster, without you I am fleeting !
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