Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 168

Hope in a Bottle

Where do you keep your

Hope in a bottle?

Your fairy tale champagne

Wrapped up in a dream.

Is it stashed behind labors?

Lost under duties?

Bobbling somewhere on restless seas?

 

Can you reach when you want to

With delicate fingers

Embracing the texture of

Soft angel wings?

Can you drink from her content of

Inspiration at will

Never fearing to

Reach the end?

 

Is it safe on your shelf

Always at eye level,

A constant reminder of

All that can be?

Offering more in the blink of an eye

Than the eons can vanquish

Or pity can bleed.

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It’s a Pleasure

We meet…

And it’s a pleasure

From a handshake to a hug,

From an eye-induced embarkment

To a ladened bon voyage.

 

In a smile-embraced encounter

A melody in tune,

Some soon to be nostalgia in

A memory collage.

 

Defeat is not a measure

To consider in our world.

It’s a place reserved for others

Who’ve forgotten how to win.

 

As we stand at the finish line

And savor victory,

We look toward another contest

And remember where we’ve been.

 

And when the day is over

And the music fades away,

When angels call to glory

And our story starts anew,

 

I’ll write you one more love song

As the light begins to dim

To tell you one last time

It was a pleasure loving you.

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Leave It Alone

There are times when a well-spoken word

Can bring peace to a troubled world,

But lately the words between us

Only get in the way.

The more that we talk, the more we sound bitter

Til the words finally cut to the bone.

I believe that it might have been better

To just leave it alone.

 

The world will keep turning, and

Hearts will keep yearning

In whispers that speak soft and low.

But your words undo me,

The anger cuts through me,

And I simply can’t let it go.

 

A handful of laughter can’t hide

All the heartache we hold inside.

There’s just not much left to say

When the feeling is gone.

If we can’t learn trust in each other

There’s no need to talk at all.

We might as well talk to ourselves

And just leave it alone.

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A Song for You

Maybe Elton John could have

Done a better job,

Or John Denver in his subtle and bemused

Befuddled way.

They knew the nuance needed,

All the buttons to be pushed

To make all the ladies tingle

As they gently swoon and sway.

But

         <Chorus>

This song’s for you.

No one else can steal the show,

And I know it’s true

That our love can only grow.

Right from the start

It’s as if I always knew

That my heart will always sing

A song for you.

 

True love is forever

Or at least that’s what they say.

When you find that special someone to adore.

You find it growing stronger

Every minute, every day,

Strolling hand in hand

Through every open door.

And

         <Repeat Chorus>

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I Believe in Miracles

I believe in every heart

There lives an inner dream

Walking hand in hand with hope

Waiting for the day

When just a touch, a fleeting glance

Can sometimes lead us on

To a land where miracles

Are common so they say.

I believe in miracles.

I see one every day.

When I look into your eyes

I know that it must be true.

Never stop and never doubt

That Heaven looked my way.

I believe in miracles.

I believe in you.

 

You were only passing through,

Could have walked on by.

Never gave a second thought

To this poor fool’s company.

But Heaven must have intervened

When that sunbeam caught your eye,

And beckoned you to follow through

And led you here to me.

I believe in miracles.

I see one every day.

When I look into your eyes

I know that it must be true.

Never stop and never doubt

That Heaven looked my way.

I believe in miracles.

I believe in you.
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Beware of Angels

When I met you we couldn’t have been happier.

We had everything lovers can desire.

There was never a doubt in my mind

Our story was forever.

I called you my angel straight from paradise

With a voice singing sweetly like a choir,

And a promise you’d always be true

And you would leave me never.

But

Beware of angels

         Making promises that they can’t keep

Beware of angels

         Breaking hearts and leaving scars so deep

Beware of angels.

         Leaves you weeping through the lonely night.

Beware of angels.

No one can say what makes love fade away,

No body even wants to know.

But even an angel can change

And not know the reason why.

But the touch of your fingers,

The tear in your eye,

Saying, “Darling, it’s time for me to go”,

And my heart stops beating as I realize

This is goodbye.

So

Beware of angels

         Making promises that they can’t keep

Beware of angels

         Breaking hearts and leaving scars so deep

Beware of angels.

         Leaves you weeping through the lonely night.

Beware of angels.
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Old Stoneface

Trying to glimpse at a hint of reflection

From smoky gray eyes is impossible.

Like playing poker with Old Stoneface

When the stakes on the table are do or die.

 

No reason why you should hide in your mask,

Sweating the task of incumbent relief,

Mystical thief of presumed confidence,

You bait me, and I take your delicate hook.

 

Your crown of bamboozlement tilts to the right,

And I am left sporting the court jester’s hat.

No surprise that when the cards are revealed

My fate is sealed and the rent money’s lost.

 

Such is the cost of a gambler’s trade,

Hope dashed to pieces more often than not.

Lessons forgotten or never quite learned,

Betrayed by a face made of stone.

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In Need of a Blessing

I don’t ask for much; there’s

Not too much I truly need;

A book, a pencil, a quiet hour

Nesting in my easy chair.

 

The trials of a hectic day

A spinning top slowly winding down

To a wobble, a wiggle,

A final spin.

At rest til started up again.

 

So, why feel cheated? Discontent?

What great malady ensues?

Is the quest so daunting

That it makes me cry for

Devine benevolence to intervene?

Is the path so troubled and

Fraught with brambles that

Every step is a task of its own?

 

Perhaps the masters of overstatement

Have sold me a house in sad need of repair,

A money pit with no end to the cycle,

Forever in need.

Forever in need.

In need of acceptance.

In need of a prophesy.

In need of a blessing

To find my way.

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A Quiet Storm

Subtleties that bake and boil

Smoldering under a noonday sun,

Never quite erupting into

Molten fire and lava,

 

Never billowing the skies

With fiery ash and fever.

Never raging, ravaging

In naked holocaust.

 

Most content to view events

With quiet desperation,

Riding out the mounting waves

That crash against the shores.

 

Lifting up her chin against

A wall of rain torrential

More intent on what was won

Than what she might have lost.

 

Let the storm pass – as it will –

Let Hades dissipate.

The gold that lies at rainbows end

Is surely worth the wait.

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Bow Out Gracefully

Makes me wonder if ever you cared,

This thunderous wanderlust

Bordered by prejudice

Edging an infamous side-tracking jaunt.

Base lining odd treatment

Mainlining argument

Streamlining instruments ready to flaunt.

 

It was no accident

Shielded by incidence

Trashing our picket fence,

Making your choice.

You never gave a clue

Pounding the avenue

Looking for something new,

Losing your voice.

 

Now we need look beyond

Sunset, to break the dawn

Now that our past has gone slithering by.

Bowing out gracefully

What was not meant to be

Comes about naturally.

No need to cry.

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