Peering off,
She sees another
Distant hope
Tag: Hope
On My Daughter’s Wedding Day (4)
Sometimes I write about actual events and people I know; sometimes I write fiction. The poems in this series are about actual family events.
Part IV – A Toast
Hold fast, no matter what else you may do
To what you know is right, and to each other:
And may this day bestow new lives to you,
The lives of husband, wife – (father or mother?)
Let mutual respect provide the floor
Let love be walls your true hopes to contain;
Let openness between you be a door
Let kindness be a roof to block the rain
May love be patient, as it always should
Do not compete – you are on the same team –
Do each no harm, and where you can, do good:
Together, help to reach what each can dream.
Never forget the vows you made this day.
Always recall, all power’s from Above –
And that a marriage only finds its way
By honor,
Truth,
And faith
And hope
And love
To share is human:
On My Daughter’s Wedding Day (3)
Sometimes I write about actual events and people I know; sometimes I write fiction. The poems in this series are about actual family events.
Part III
My wife was helping our daughter
Move into a new house
A neighborhood man walked by
Who introduced himself
And offered to help
And now
Fifteen months later
He stands ready to watch her walk down an aisle
He, too, a brave soldier
Soon to be in the same Afghanistan
A man whose father and mother traveled from India
To the Caribbean island where their first son was born
To Brooklyn where he was raised
And he, so full of life and purpose
A joy-spreader, a friend to all he meets
So full of love for my stepdaughter
And she for him
And when the organ music starts playing
It is me playing it
As her actual father walks her in
And for the first time in my life
I am crying at a wedding
Really, really crying
For
So
Many
Reasons
To share is human:
Midnight Thoughts
The grass, it grows out in my yard
Without my intervention;
The things that I do not effect
Too numerous to mention
But I can help the grass to be
Both hale and free of weeds;
And while I can’t make hope or love
I surely can
Plant seeds
To share is human:
The Fantasies Men Have
Don’t know about all men
I haven’t met them all, you see;
I’m not sure that they’re all the same
With just one fantasy
That all guys have in common. In spite
Of what some might say:
There are as many fantasies
As men alive today
Times fifty-thousand, probably,
For each one has a lot.
The dreams that they’re awash in, sometimes,
Are all that they’ve got.
The fantasies men have, therefore,
Should be handled with care:
To make our dreams come true is all
That we can hope
Or dare
To share is human:
Miranda
You have the right to remain amazing
Anything you say or do is liable to change your life, mine and that of countless others
You have the right to be where you want, when you want, with who you want, in the present and in the future
If you decide to to change your life today, with or without any special someone present, you may: your life is your own to do with as you please
Knowing and understanding your life as I have explained it to you, are you willing to go out there
And be
Incredible
Unforgettable
Breathtaking
And everything you want to be?
To share is human:
Monastic Order Taking
When I was all of twenty-three
I thought to join a monastery
To free myself from earthly strife
And lead a contemplative life
I truly, deeply did aspire
To rid myself of my desire
For women: those that pained my heart –
And so, I vowed to live apart –
But failed to get all the way there
And start that life of work and prayer.
Instead, I found one like it here
Except, I can keep my wife near.
To share is human:
Juxtaposition – What I Wanted & What I Got
My thoughts lay heavy on my mind
I don’t know what I thought I’d find
And so I rise before the dawn
All that I longed and hoped for gone
To walk beside the restless sea
The ocean whispers there to me
And look for love’s lost answers there
Of losses more than I can bear
