Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 88

Aspirations

Reaching for stars is a hobby of mine,

Dreamer's delight, pastime of fools.

Bold aspirations and lofty desires

Lost in the cold cataclysmic pool

Of stark reality, raising its head,

Bringing me back to the here and now.

Yet, not losing sight of the vision before me,

Always exploring the why and the how.

 

Waiting around for good fortune to strike

Is a sad waste of time far too precious to lose.

Choices are plentiful, pathways abound in

Every direction. We need only choose

For the door to swing open and show us the way

To our very own secret desire,

Our pillar of truth, the heavenly star

To which we most humbly aspire.

 

Love

Love survives...

From the dawning of spring

Through the cruel winter's chill,

For the harvest of autumn

And summer's hot swelter,

Touching each season with

Patterned precision,

Steadily charting its altering course.

Weeping with willows...

Bending, not breaking,

Constantly growing

With roots that run deep.

Love is a miracle,

A bold survivor...

Pacing... Enduring...

Keeping its keep.

 

Trust

I put my life into the hands

Of one I trust to be a friend.

No regrets, no second thoughts,

No troubled doubts or fears

Do I find lurking in the shadows

Waiting up around the bend,

No wasted hesitation,

No need for bitter tears.

 

Holding on by finger tips

A hundred stories high,

Confident that you won't let me fall.

Knowing you are there gives me

The courage to get by,

To take the giant step...

To run and leap the wall.

 

Trusting you with confidence,

Knowing that it's true,

There's no mountain we can't climb,

Nothing we can't do.

 

Loyalty

It's getting harder every day

To find a willing soul who'll stay

And give their all in every way

Whenever duty calls their name.

So much a rush to run away

And take the yolk of one who'll pay

To be the molder of the clay.

It's all become a game.

 

Heading out onto the fray,

Picking up on shades of gray,

No sense of morals to obey,

The choices become clear.

Not a case of yea or nay.

Use your heart, not what "they"

Would have you want or do or say.

Choose boldly without fear.

 

Staying put is often wise,

Difficult to understand.

Loyalty is making choices,

Keeping faith at your command.

 

Friendship

Someone you can talk to when

There's no one else to talk to,

And the whole world's turned its back

On you and looked the other way.

Someone waiting in the wings

To offer firm support,

Who always has a kind word when

There's really nothing left to say.

Someone with a shoulder you can

Cry on when your heart is sad,

Whose tears you welcome when

It comes your turn

To be a solace, a safe haven

Or just a sounding board.

Someone who will stand with you

And watch your bridges as they burn.

Sharing joy and sorrow...

Living day by day...

Friends... True friends are treasures

Shining bright to light the way.

 

Compassion

Who will help the weary,

The downtrodden, weak and injured?

Who will be the angel

Who dispenses mercy's boon?

What fool dares to rush right in

To danger's angry jaws

To rescue poor unfortunates?

To soothe and bind their wounds?

People helping people is

What life is all about.

We only have each other in

This helter-skelter world.

A flag to pledge allegiance

Passing by in our parade,

Hand on heart we stand

When true compassion is unfurled.

 

Do we dare to lose compassion?

Can we ill-afford such fate?

Caring is what makes us human,

Guarding us from greed and hate.

Sweet compassion, please deliver.

Spread your pity and concern.

Make your way to every heart

To be a lesson all must learn.

 

Charity

The child was lost and hungry,

Undernourished, underfed.

Tattered rags adorning skin and bone,

A blanket for a bed.

Reaching out with pleading eyes,

No mother to caress or hold

A trembling hand when danger stalks.

No warmth to shield from bitter cold.

 

Great grandfather... 92,

Hardly what he used to be.

Struggling to remember, what was

Once routine now comes and goes.

Slowly... Slower... Slower still.

Patience through necessity

Compounding his frustration.

Fear of dying... Constant woes.

 

Cords are struck. Compassion hums.

A giving spirit sings its' song.

Charity begins at birth and stays

To last a whole life long.

 

Hope

Looking for the good life,

Although clearly undefined.

So hard to be objective when

Subjectiveness is ruled.

Searching for the answers

To the mysteries before us.

Never losing hope... Never being fooled

Into believing we must settle

For some other lesser dream,

Putting goals on hold for

Someone else to pass us by.

Standing firm and holding on,

Avoiding futile schemes,

Keeping hope alive, no lame excuse, no alibi.

Striving to achieve

Seemingly unattainable,

Often dangling from a fraying rope.

Man's predisposition to face the bitter end,

To fight the odds and

Never give up hope.

 

Faith

Believe in tomorrow.

Trust in today.

Take heed out of sorrow.

Learn how to pray.

 

Have faith in your maker.

Keep faith with yourself.

Be giver, not taker.

Keep pride on the shelf.

 

Have hope and ambition

To reach for a star.

Beware of transition.

Be leery of war.

 

Behind every story,

Succeeding or failed,

Faith holds the candle

Of he who prevailed.

 

Laughter

Ha!

Ha! Ha!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Tee hee...

Ho Ho.

Hmm...

Laughter's little string of pearls

Trips merrily across the floor,

Swelling with contagious force,

Demanding more, always more.

 

Sweet confusion striking fancies

Deep within a secret well,

Triggering a multitude of charming,

Chiming, ringing bells.

Swells of passion and compassion

Fills the cup to overflow,

Quelling fears and chasing tears

To caves abandoned long ago.

 

Laughter... God's sweet medicine...

Panacea for the soul.

A miracle more precious

Than the wealth of silver and of gold.