Tag: Friends

Nothing Beats Friends

On By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems1 Comment

Summer goes, and summer evenings
Sometimes wander aimlessly;
Takes us back to years and places,
Timeless, easy, young, and free –

So much that we lose for loving,
All the obstacles time sends —
    But there is nothing, nothing
    That beats friends.

Growing up and on together,
Still in moments motion made,
Necks that know all kinds of weather,
Favorite shirts that tear and fade –

So much that we gain for giving,
Sorrow shared, its own amends —
    For there is nothing, nothing
    That beats friends.

  Call upon the years to blossom,
  Playing date and playing ‘possum,
  Hopeful scholars, bashful truants,
  Brides-to-be and honor students

Eyes that shine with tears of gladness,
In the moments in-between;
Shoulders used in shades of sadness,
Love that breaks the quarantine

Losing, gaining, laughing, grieving,
Here, through all the fads and trends —
    Yes, there is nothing, nothing
    That beats friends —

    No, there is nothing, nothing
    That beats friends.

A Dream of You and Stone Steps

On By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems6 Comments

With every step another stone I
Breathed you into being –
The dream from too much rectitude I
Long had yearned for fleeing

It wasn’t for amazing nights or
Breathless flights of passion –
But just the hope to see you well a
Wish long out of fashion

And woken from this sight again I
Sit down on the floor –
To place my hands behind my head a
Sleepless troubadour

I dream of you I think because
I’ve watched you struggle bravely –
Your journey strange and frightening and
I would see you safely

Onto the other side of all that
Might be left for scaling –
For quiet streams persistence can
At last be our unveiling

I never see you get there though I
Am too soon awaking –
It is my spirit and not dawn that
Far too soon is breaking

So I am not to know this thing this
Brook that you must ford –
But just to watch as in a dream and
Then to sit here floored

Awake, and Know

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Awake, and know
That I still care;
Although things change
As they must do

Awake, and know
That I’m still there,
Though hard snow falls,
And sharp winds blow

For you and I
Must each our paths
Of life and family
Navigate

But sometimes, know
And maybe, smile,
That friends are friends,
And fate
Is fate

Don’t Give

On By Sibelius RussellIn Original Poems2 Comments

She said
She did not know
What she should do

I said
I thought I kind of
Understood

She didn’t seek advice,
Which worked out well,
Since I had none to give
For I’m not her

For choices lie
At the intersection of things
And values;
And values are the sole property
Of their owner

I watched her face
Go calm;
Her eyes were closed,
We listened to
The sounds out in
The park

Finally, she said
“Would you like to get some coffee?”

“Yes,” I replied,
Although I meant tea in my case

For it seems
That what she needed most
At that exact moment
Was for me not to try
To give her what
Could only come from her

In what I wasn’t offering
She found solace

And she was grateful

The Awesomeness of Awesome Friends

On By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems3 Comments

Sometimes we may not understand
The daily cards we’re dealt —
Misunderstanding – loneliness –
The grief our hearts have felt —

But friends, live salve upon our wounds,
Bring comfort and relief —
For they believe in us when we
May just have lost belief

The awesomeness of awesome friends:
It really gives one pause —
The ones who will be there for us:
No reason –
Just
Because

The Bridge Is Held In Place

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The bridge is held in place by ropes
That fray with time, and wear away.
Like people we rely upon,
Who may not put out for display

The details of their struggles, too.
But they are there, we can be sure:
The bridge is held by mortal ropes,
That are not perfectly secure

And neither are the best we know.
So love your friends, as they love you:
But know, when them you lean upon
That just like us, they’re human,
Too

Relationship Hangover

On By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems2 Comments

Two men pursued her who she liked:
One was nice; the other a jerk.
She asked me, then, for my advice:
I said, “The latter’s bad for you”

And so, she thanked me and she left.
She broke up with the nicer one;
Was with the jerk, until she found out
He was cheating on her

She called me up in tears, and asked:
How could he run around on me?
I said “He treated you like crap;
Almost as bad as you treat yourself”

There was silence, then she said,
“I counted on you for support.”
The phone clicked and she went away;
A place that she’s been since

It’s kind of like a hangover:
You knew that it would happen, but
You drank way too much anyway,
And blame me for
The pain

Katya (3)

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Katya called me yesterday
To say she was in love at last;
The man, a violinist from
A poor musician’s caste

And all my worries for my friend
I felt them drift off, disappear:
The love in her excited voice
As fine a sound
As I could hear