"STRAWBERRY SEEDS FOREVER" (22nd in a series of my poems)

"Strawberry Seeds Forever"

I don’t know how to write it out...

We all know John Lennon’s dead.

A man I don’t know what to say about.

No cutesy names for death...he’s just gone.

I try to understand...must be a secret

That I just can’t begin to know

Except that maybe if we all just

Put our heads together it’ll show.

Seems to me that’s the point.

We must unify to survive.

And if it takes this much to wake us up,

Then we’re dead. Or half-alive.

Races and countries may be out of reach;

Okay, not the whole world...it’s too vast.

But someone has to start it.

You’d be surprised how it would last.

It only takes the one reading this ode

To smile at the next face you see.

Do it in the name of Lennon...

Then his death meant something to me.

"JESUS LOVES ME" (21st in a series of my poems")

"Jesus Loves Me"

There’s a rhyme I want to write

To set the people free...

There only is one answer

To the problems that we see.

There’s a verse I want to say

To make people understand...

That’s love’s the only answer

And the answer’s in our hand.

Come on, sisters!

Come on, brothers!

Let’s raise our voices high.

First love one another

For the mansions in the sky.

Time is passing quickly,

You’ve got to make your peace somehow.

Try to let it flow

Before you take that final bow.

"GREAT DAY!" (20th in a series of my poems)

"Great Day"!

I feel good today!

I feel great!

There was a time not long away

It was such a chore to face each day.

I was down; sad and alone...

Lost out in the Zombie Zone.

One sunny morning, three years later,

Woke up feeling ten pounds lighter.

Heaved a sigh, winked my eye,

And pushed it off!

It used to be chic to be depressed,

(Especially in L.A. out West).

I’m sure you know, fads come and go...

Yes and no; high and low.

Today I feel good!

I feel great!

Don’t accept gloom and anger...

It’s your right to be joyful and divine.

Don’t give that away to strangers,

No more pearls before swine.

"VICTIMS OF SOCIETY" (19th in a series of my poems)

"Victims of Society"

You’re a woman,

A beautiful woman,

And I love you.

For so many years,

I didn’t see you;

Didn’t even know you were there.

I don’t know how I got that way…

Just the DNA, they say.

That makes us all

Victims of society.

But if you let me, I want to be friends.

I want to respect you and get to know you

Just so I can love you, not to control you.

Thanks for waiting, dear lady-in-waiting.

I know it’s been far too long. But now that

We’ve finally written it, together we’ll sing our song!

"WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE? (18th in the series of my poems)

"Where Do I Go From Here?"

When we were together,

I knew exactly what to do

I knew just what I wanted

Was to spend my life with you

But things have changed now.

All that’s done and through.

The only thing that’s stayed the same,

Is this love I have for you.

Now, where do I go from here

I wonder every single day.

What’s the first thing I should do

To chase these blues away?

I hug my pillow all in vain

While I cry myself to sleep.

Yet I see your face before me...

The habit’s gone too deep.

The only pleasure that I get

Is nightly in my dreams...

That’s the time I like the best.

You’re here, or so it seems.

I toss and turn and turn some more,

And as the dawn starts to appear,

The same old question comes to my mind:

Now, just where do I go from here?

"THE COLORS OF LOVE" (17th in the series of my poems)

"The Colors of Love"

It’s sad that when we think of color

We just think of humankind,

For if you look around God’s world,

There are lots of things to find

The clear blue sky, tie-dyed with clouds,

Is the roof above us all.

It doesn’t cover some of us

And others not at all.

The black velvet night caresses us,

It dangles a twist-of-lemon moon.

There’s no hatred in its heart...

The dawn comes much too soon.

The green and purple mountains,

The blue and turquoise sea..

All these things are the colors of love

As the colors of love should be.

It’s bad that when we think of love

We limit it just by color,

For if you look around God’s world,

You’ll see lots of leads to follow.

The black and yellow bumblebee

Shows no favorite shade of flower.

She shares her love equally...

Kissing faces by the hour.

When the morning dew forms,

It has no certain tree, or hue.

It covers every leaf and bud…

Not just a certain few.

So think of love in colors,

Like the rainbow up above...

Each color stands out clear and strong,

But they’re united by their love.

"COUNTING THE DAYS" (16th is the series of my poems)

"Counting the Days"

It’s been a long, long time

Since I looked into your eyes.

Those eyes that show so clearly

The love for me inside.

But soon we’ll be together

The miles are crawling by

And I’m counting the days

‘Til I’m in your arms,

And we lay side by side.

It’s been much too long

Since we touched and felt that thrill...

The thrill that shakes me to my soul.

I guess it always will.

But soon we’ll be as one again

The miles are rolling past,

And I’m counting the nights

‘Til I kiss those lips,

It just can’t come too fast.

I wonder if you feel it too

Are you waiting day by day?

Something you said last time we talked

Said you still feel that way.

And now it’s nearly over,

The miles are almost past.

I’m counting the beats

‘Til I’m in your arms,

And I know I’m home at last!

"ONLY HALF ALIVE SINCE YOU LEFT ME" (15th in the series of my poesm)

"Only Half Alive Since You Left Me"

Since you left me lonely,

There’s no place for me to be.

Life without you by my side

Is a verse without a melody.

Since you left me by myself,

I’ve tried to drink away my troubles.

But all I see in my fancy glass is

Champagne without the bubbles.

Since you left me all alone

I just walk a lot at night.

Here, there, everywhere...

A moonbeam with no place to light.

Since you left me on my own,

It’s a doggone dirty shame.

Although I’ve tried, I can’t go on...

A fire without a flame.

I’m only half alive,

Living like I am...

I’m only half alive

Without you

"LOVE SONG" (14th in a series of my poems)

LOVE SONG

Love is like a mel-o-dy

Soft and sweet...

Waiting for a voice to come

To bring it to it's feet.

Waiting for a violin

To add that special touch...

To give that certain something

We’ve come to need so much.

Add the horns, guitar and bass;

Not strong enough alone.

But when they join together,

They form a mighty tone.

Love’s like that, it has its parts

More shaky by the hour

But when they’re put together

They become a mighty power.

Love is like a melody

Both sweet and strong...

Just waiting for a voice to come

To burst into a song!

"HOW CAN YOU CRY FOR A SHOOTING STAR?" (13th in the series of my poems)

How Can You Cry For a Shooting Star?

The first time I ever met you

We hadn’t yet gone far.

But we were full of hopes and dreams

To someday be a star.

We had no money, had no car,

No way to get it ever.

But step by step, day by day,

We pulled it all together

Then the day we’d been praying for...

You got your biggest break.

Your greatness was discovered,

And they came and took you away from me.

Dry your eyes, I tell myself.

He hasn’t gone away so far

And besides, if you love him like you say you do,

How can you cry for a shooting star?

Years kept on rolling by...

Sometimes we kept in touch.

But being so big and oh-so-busy,

It really wasn’t much.

You kept on rising like cream on milk,

But my life just stood still.

Once in a while, you throw a crumb

Perhaps you always will.

But wipe your eyes, I say again

He hasn’t gone that far.

And if you love him like you claim you do,

How can you weep for a shooting star?

What goes up must still come down

That law of life is zen.

For the next few years, he came home,

And we grew close again.

But after all, what’s due is due...

They can’t keep a good man down.

So once again, he’s on his way,

And I’m the saddest face in town.

Okay, dry your eyes and wear a smile.

He’s blazing like the planets are.

And since you love him like you said you did,

Why would you cry for the shooting star?