Conservative Poet
Tom Zartâs 87 Poems of Love
Family & Faith
LIKE A LILY AMONG THE THORNS
Like a lily among the thorns,
So are you among the rest.
Your love is my joy of life
Which by Godâs grace is the best.
When I sleep my heart is awake
It is the vice of love within.
By day or night I seek your love
My life mate, my partner, my friend.
You ravish my heart with just one look
When Iâm less than you desire.
Your eyes speak without words
As displeasure kindles your fire.
Your beautiful and extraordinary
Like a fragrant flower from the wild.
I dream of the day you softly whisper
âMy love, I carry your child.â
The vines put forth their tender grapes
The fig tree her sweet fruit of life.
My love for you is everlasting
As you nourish my need for a wife.
God gave man a woman to adore
And a woman a man to respect.
God gave us children we love till death
To provide for, cherish and protect.
Until itâs dawn and the shadows flee
I will hold you close and ponder
Our life together past and present
And may our future be blessed by wonder.
RELATIONSHIPS
One of the most rewarding things, each of us can do
Is the acknowledgment of others and their fears.
To promote their happiness and sense of worth
By our love, concern, laughter and tears.
Staying eager to display are willingness
To recognize our support from others.
Where would we be without the people we love
Friends, mom, dad, grandparents, sisters and brothers.
We treasure our relationships and pray to maintain them
As they give us our passion and purpose in life.
Cherishing our family, our faith, our country
Our honor, our husband or wife.
A SCORNFUL WOMAN & A SELFISH MAN
A scornful woman can rip you apart
Destroy your libido and harden your heart.
They shout their list of your every flaw
Declaring youâre lucky you get it at all.
A selfish man can become even worse
When they lie, cheat, beat, steal and curse.
Always demanding to stay king of the castle
As they force their partner to suffer their hassle.
A happy woman thrives on love, faith, family and friends,
A worthy man provides, protects and defends.
Say âNoâ to Satan and cast him out
Say âYesâ to Jesus and become his scout.
MY HOPE TO FIND LOVE
So here I am, like many times before
All alone with my face to the moon.
Down on knees praying God
For someone who will love me and soon!
The smallest deed done is better than intention
When you wish to receive wisdom from above.
No matter what happens, I refuse to give up
My hope to discover the magic of love.
The better the reason for my existence
The better the life I will live.
Searching for someone who will share their love
By their joy when itâs their turn to give.
My hope to find love has somewhat diminished
Though my need for romance still remains.
Sometimes I feel like Sampson himself
Broken hearted and shackled to chains.
THE GREATEST LESSON ONE CAN LEARN
The greatest lesson one can learn
Is how when loved, to love in return.
Joined together through night and day
Equally yoked in work and play.
Remaining true both body and soul
Never loosing our common goal.
Sharing each other the best we can
Before we are but bits of sand.
Mutual love is beyond compare
Serving one another in the life we share.
Without compassion humans lose
Simply by the path they choose.
Love is a miracle from God to man
How some deny it I canât understand.
WINGS of HEAVEN
Itâs a wonderful situation
To be in love with you.
All my thoughts have changed
Because of everything you do.
I lack the desire for others
No yearning for their love or favor.
All I wish is a life with you
Till itâs time to greet our Savior.
I was afraid I would never find love
Leaving no stone unturned.
I had to suffer through stupidity
To grow from all I learned.
Life is too short to remain a fool
Who doesnât see blessings handed down.
From now to judgment I will love you
Till the wings of heaven whisper their sound.
SO DEAR TO MY HEART
So dear to my heart are my loved ones at home
As I toss and I turn in my bunk all alone.
Everyday I see death, hate and corruption
Combat is Godâs proof of manâs malfunction
For family, comrades and myself I pray
To my love with this poem I wish to convey.
I knew I loved you though never how much
Till by war, Iâm forced beyond your touch.
Where violence thrives, thereâs the stench of death
With the taste of fear on every breath.
Who shall prevail, who shall die?
As the sadistic kill beneath Godâs sky.
Baghdad has become manâs highway to hell
Where the hearts of darkness are alive and well
I count each day till itâs time to come home
And be with my love and never alone.
Love You
Your Marine
MARRIAGE SEX AND ROMANCE
Some other time, Iâm not in the mood
Why cant we just cuddle and watch TV?
When couples drift into the celibate zone
Itâs not long till someone will flee.
Sexual fulfillment helps preserve love,
Parenthood, marriage and self-esteem.
Those who maintain it avoid saying no
To be blessed by its pleasure and gleam.
While dating we tend to be more romantic
Putting forth the best of our charms.
Sharing dinners, long walks and lustful weekends
As we spend more time in each others arms.
How many times have you said ânot tonightâ
Exposing your happy home to harm?
Todayâs crushing deadlines leave little time for love
Leaving partners with sorrow, sadness and alarm.
So share one another with red wine and time
Dial your own number and leave the phone off the hook.
Enjoy some romance, sex and laughter
Improving your mood and the way you look.
MOTHERS
Thereâs no greater power on earth
Than the love we get from our mothers.
They feel our fears within themselves
Far more than sisters or brothers.
As seasons pass; in time we learn
We canât always rely on others.
No mater what our mistakes may be
We know we can run to our mothers.
Mothers have great big aprons
To hide from the world our flaws.
They kiss and scold when we do wrong
Teaching compliance of laws.
From birth to death mothers lead
Our angels of kindness from above.
They give us more than anyone else
Preaching the importance of love.
Moms are certainly Godâs gift to earth
So if you still have one, let it be known.
You canât imagine your life without her
While the seed of your future is sown.
DONâTÂ FORSAKEÂ ME ?
Donât forsake our love my darling
On this night before our wedding day.
I know your ex is crying to get back
But thatâs just the price heâll have to pay.
Good guys provide for their families
Tell the truth, pay bills and remain true.
Bad guys procrastinate, chase women and party
Then blame their shortcomings, on âyouâ.
I will love you only and tend to your needs
Never to lie, steal or cheat.
Giving all I have to share and prosper
And when wrong I will accept defeat.
Your happiness is my inspiration
For when I please you, you please me.
I wish to father our children and give them love
And be the best husband a man can be.
MY FAVORITE POET
My favorite poet is God above
Who gives Earth its rhythm and rhyme.
Not pied pipers of misguided souls
Who promote distrust, hatred and crime.
Poetry is nature serenading in song
The peaceful roar of the oceans waves.
The wind through the trees and over the hills
And the flowers in the fields by the graves.
The sound of rain as it waters the thirsty
The songs of children at play in the park.
The far off rumble of trains or thunder
As they pass through the night in the dark.
The joy of our babies first words and steps
The passion of life with its heroes and clowns.
The on going struggle to survive our sins
As we proliferate in hamlets and towns.
My favorite poet is our Father of love
Who was first to know us before birth.
His poetry prolongs every thing we love
As His deliverance gives life its worth.
I WHO HAVE NO ONE
I who have no one, no one at all
Envy others as in love they fall.
Sleepless nights, with inward burning
Feeling hopeless, tossing and turning.
Lord please forgive the fool Iâve been
Hiding from goodness in the shadows of sin.
I humbly pray to heaven in space
For one more chance to regain my grace.
Iâve lived my years indulging myself
Leaving decency and principle on the shelf.
Now that your light shines on my face
I pray for forgiveness in shame and disgrace.
All I ask is your life mate for me
And I pledge to become all I can be.
A soul without love is empty and void
No wonder so many become destroyed.
Outside my window thereâs the thunder of rain
And the haunting sound of a far away train.
I feel your presence as I silently cry
For someone to love before I die.
JESUS IS A FISHERMAN
Jesus is a fisherman
Who saves the souls of man.
Dead or alive He leads the faithful
To the streams of promise land.
He sees us when weâre happy
He hears us when weâre glad.
He whispers words of hope to us
When we face something sad.
As wicked thoughts control the mind
Evil deeds control the heart.
Jesus is who we turn to
When from sins we must depart.
Jesus is a fisherman
Who baits His hook with love.
Casting His line in your direction
From the banks of heaven above.
LOVEÂ CONSUMES ALL
Love consumes all physical functions
Hearing, taste, touch, thought and smell.
It can heal, destroy, weaken or bond
Those caught in its presence and spell.
May I be remembered by tears of love
When my hands lay across my chest.
Displayed for view to say goodbye
To my family, friends and the rest.
Until itâs time for my final farewell
I will serve whom I love even more.
These words of passion inhabit my heart
Conveying my need for all, I adore.
PASSION AND LOVE
Samson so loved Delilah
He ended up grinding grain.
Anthony so loved Cleopatra
He lost all and was slain.
David so loved Bathsheba
He drifted from Godâs command.
The way I feel makes it easy
To imagine and understand.
Youâre the inspiration of my day
And the delight of my night.
The joy we share as we conceive
Makes everything feel just right.
Thank heaven for passion and love
Blessings from God to man.
Without them weâre mere creatures
Subsisting like ants in the sand.
TO BE BLESSED BY LOVE
Darkness submits to the brightness of day
For all rich, famous or peasant.
God gives us love as a tool of endurance
For what is glorious, painful or unpleasant.
He gives us friends that mean so much
Though His greatest gift is fathers and mothers.
From them we learn the guidance we need
Or from grandparents, sisters and brothers.
How rewarding it is to share our concerns
Of the burdens that trouble manâs soul.
With words of love, passion and faith
With happiness and purpose our goal.
To be blessed by love elevates life
Projecting a radiance of grace to our face.
Like the heavenly bodies that illuminate the night
As we voyage through the vastness of space.
THE JOY I FEEL
The joy I feel within my heart
Has overcome my void.
No more foolish, selfish acts
Risking love to be destroyed.
Youâre the rainbow of my day
And the tiger of my night.
Your style of loving me
Leaves no reason to fuss or fight.
Happiness shuns the selfish
Who fail Godâs test of time.
Contentment comes as a gift
To hearts of the thoughtful and kind.
I obtain my daily need
As I awake to find you near.
The love we share celebrates life
As we laugh or cry with tear.
Through out each day, there are moments,
I find I need you even more.
Youâre the radiance of my life
Who I worship, serve and adore.
I LOVE BEING LOVED BY YOU
My life overflows with happiness
As my favorite dreams come true.
My days and nights are magical
Because of everything you do.
You stand by me as troubles occur
And listen to my worries and fears.
You share my burdens and my joys
With faith, compassion and tears.
Godâs gift to man is someone to love
Which can be both splendid and rare.
Throughout life thereâs nothing better
Then those who will love us and care.
Thereâs the past, present, future, and beyond
Which will test our measure by what we say and do
Too many overlook the thrill of now
But not I, âfor I love being loved by you.â
WEâLL ALL REUNITE IN TIME
Fame, wealth, prestige, and wild women
For too long were my passions of life.
One day I found sweet liberation
When God gave my heart to my wife.
33 years we loved one another
Sharing all we possessed and more.
Last year she passed in the middle of night
Never to shadow our door.
Iâm sure in rapture, she awaits
For me to arrive in heaven divine.
Iâll miss our children and grandkids too
But weâll all reunite in time.
THE LAST GOODBYE
Iâm on my way to greet my Master
And shake His hand when I die.
Iâm on my way to john sweet Jesus
In His mansion beyond on high.
Iâm on my way to escape manâs woes
Where the faithful rise to tell their story.
Following the path of love and compliance.
Guided by Godâs magnificence and glory.
As I journey to and from all I love
It hurts to say my absolute goodbye.
Iâm on my way to divine fulfillment
But for those left behind, âI cry.â
The Last Goodbye
MOMS
Millions of dewdrops greet the dawn
As hungry of bees buzz the clover
Dazzling butterflies flutter about
As moms give love the world over.
Lessons learned at our motherâs knee
Last a lifetime till we grow older.
Popping up when troubles accrue
Like a whispering angel on our shoulder.
Gods gives us friends that mean so much
Children, fathers, sisters and brothers
Though far, far above all the rest,
No one loves us more than our mothers.
In and out of friendships, jobs and partners
Our mothers always remain our evening star.
Those who where born to a selfish mom
Make the rest us realize how lucky we are.
How great life is to have a good mom
Who reads what we feel but canât say.
Nothing means as much, as her tender touch
And for all who are without one, âwe pray.â
SHOULD TOMORROW START WITHOUT ME ?
Should tomorrow start without me
Remember I love you
Looking down from up above
Seeing everything you do.
If I become a casualty
I pray you will love again
Whom ever makes you happy
Iâll consider my friend.
Should tomorrow start without me
Remind our boys, God loves all who care
And when life seems too harsh and cruel
With âHimâ they must share their prayer.
I have proven Iâm not a coward
Who breaks and runs to survive
Always fearing death will kiss me
As the streets of Baghdad I drive.
Should tomorrow start without me
Be proud I choose to serve
Our faith and our patriotism
Earn the freedom we deserve.
I miss home more than ever
It breaks my heart to stay away
I canât help but want to hold you
And whisper what I say.
PASSION
Passion is any strong feeling or thought
Of love, hate, fear, anger and grief.
The emotional joy of sexual desire
Sometimes the suffering of saint or thief.
The cruelty of man nailing Christ to the cross
His treatment subsequent to the last supper.
Continuing conflict with endless war
Make it seem weâre prone to suffer.
All must carry their own cross in life
While they struggle to survive the day.
Passion reveals how much we desire
As we race toward our outcome and pray.
WHO?
Who wrote the tune the songbird sings?
Who made the diamonds we wear on rings?
Who caused the snow and rain to fall?
Who made spring, winter, summer and fall?
Who gave man a woman to love?
Who made the clouds and sky above?
Who lights the stars and moon in the night?
Who makes heaven and beyond so bright?
Who gives us babies we follow till death?
Who made us able to speak with our breath?
Who gives us heroes willing to die?
Who made the tears we shed as we cry.
Who shows us hope and guides our way?
The same one who loves us night and day.
SATISFACTION
Too many people never know satisfaction
For their goals for happiness are placed too high.
Most of us complain about what we can’t have
When we’re not bedfast or in the grave, we lie.
No one finds satisfaction from serving themselves
Contentment takes place, by our unselfish concern.
The more we repent and regret our wrongs
The more we are able to retain what we learn.
So tally your blessings and be thankful for life
And remember there are those who wish, they were you.
Satisfaction and love are what mere mortal’s pray for
Though the lucky among us, who feel both, are few.
LOVE & HATE
Unselfish concerns are the footstones of love
Though far too many still waste time on hate.
Real happiness happens to the lucky in life
Who’ve bonded to others with love as their fate.
Malice, disfavor and ill will complicate life
To where our days resemble frustration’s hell.
The warm rush of love can turn things around
Enabling the sleepless to again rest well.
Tender love and affection generate fondness
Where hatreds repugnance eats body and soul.
Friendship, attachment, good will and charity
Are the mother’s milk of life, when love’s our goal.
So recognize hate for what it truly is
And reject it when it whispers in your ear.
For the power of love is the only way
To avoid corruption, resentment and fear.
MY TRUE LOVE
Lord, have mercy on my soul
For all the wrong I’ve done
When I was young and foolish
And searching for some fun.
My daddy told me, son
You reap what you sow
Everything Iâve learned the hard way
Are the only things I know.
I searched all the honky tonks
And every bar in town
The right woman for me to love
I had not yet found.
My mother always said
Why not look at church
Thereâs where youâll find
The right one to end your search.
So, here I am singing a song
To the music of a choir
Next to me is my true love
Who sets my heart on fire.
I can see her left hand
And thereâs my wedding ring
She catches me peeking at her
With every line we sing.
A man and wife are equally yoked
In everything they do;
That’s why I celebrate
God saving me for you!
CHRISTMAS
Husbands with ladders hang lights on their home
As all who have no one feel sad and alone.
The churches are full of the faithful that sing
For the birth of our Lord, is a spiritual thing.
The sound of Christmas sweetly fills the air
While frantic shoppers hustle from here to there.
The windows of storefronts at this time of year
Reflect all their wonders as Christmas draws near.
Little ones stand looking with their nose pressed to glass
As model trains on display come speeding past.
The path to Santa is lined with girls and boys
With a list in their heart of their favorite toys.
The stores shelves are crammed with dolls that crawl or walk
Games, cars, trucks, planes and stuffed toys that sing or talk.
The miracle of Christmas comes once a year
When all that we love seems more precious and dear.
THE SEED of LOVE
A kindly woman can make a sad man sing
With her love and affection winter seems like spring.
Of all the pleasures in life given to a man
There’s nothing beats the touch of a woman’s soft hand.
God saw Adam alone on Eden’s floor
Then decided to give him Eveâs love and much more.
So take what you need from she chosen for you
Then rid thyself of others and to her be true.
The Lord planted love within mankind’s heart
Though things can grow sour when from Him we depart.
Love and hate are but two sides of life’s golden coin
So be ready for both no matter whom you join.
DOUBLE TROUBLE
To tell you the truth, it still hurts to share;
Even though with him your heart is not there.
I’ve tried hard to think what brought this about
For we’re not the type who enjoy sneaking out.
Your husband, my wife, were into themselves.
Like old Christmas toys, they placed us on our shelves.
Somehow we managed to take ourselves down
And found one another while out on the town.
You gave me your number for reasons well known
And now you weep as you drive home alone.
It’s hard to make love when the romance is dead
It causes confusion in your heart and your head.
There’s a battle inside as your mind and heart fight
While you lie by the wrong one in the middle of the night.
We now know the meaning to the words of that song
That it hurts to love someone and to the wrong one belong.
HOLLYWOOD WOMAN
Hollywood woman, I’m in love with you
Though you’re always on your own stage.
Some days you love me and some days you don’t
No wonder I’m in such a rage.
You baited your hook
Then threw me a line
And like a big crayfish
I thought you were mine.
But you have that fever
To fish other streams
And youâll be the cause
Of many menâs dreams.
For other men have loved you
And other men have cried.
Every last one of them
Has felt you inside.
Before long youâll grow old
And your looks shall fade
And all youâll have left
Is your video parade.
Those who once loved you
Will be dead or gone
And youâll lie alone
In silence till dawn.
A MAN’S BEST FRIEND
A manâs best friend is still his faithful dog
Who anxiously awaits his return home.
Where would man be without his canine love
When his human mates have left him alone.
If a man was as good as his dog thinks
He’d be more famous than a football star.
It’s too bad our wives don’t feel the same way
I guess its because they know how we are.
Man has no fear of his dog’s love for life
Though itâs usually man who buries his pet.
It matters not be they large or small
What animal has loved man more, as yet?
GETTING OVER HER
I thought we’d raise our only child
And feed him with a spoon
But, his mother loves another
And they’re on a honeymoon.
All my friends say I must stop
Loving her, of course
So I drove my Ford to a honky tonk
Still lonely from divorce.
From out of my chair, I must get up
And ask someone to dance
For, if I plan to get over her
I know I’ll need romance.
The dance floor is almost full
Of country kings and queens.
I feel a pair of eyes
Just checking out my jeans.
I can see a smiling face
I’m almost at a run
For I know if I dance
I’m going to have some fun.
She stands up from her table
And reaches for my hand
Then I lead the both of us
Right up in front of the band.
Somebody turned the spotlight
Toward the dance floor ball.
She is so beautiful
I’m afraid I might fall.
Here I go, a-gambling
A gambling with my heart
For when I love a woman
It always hurts to part.
BODY HEAT 1O5
We drank several glasses of champagne
In the living room of her house.
Around 9:30 that evening
I found myself in her blouse.
I fondled and kissed her so gently
Like the soft footsteps of a mouse.
To my surprise, she opened her eyes
And said, âlook, we’re not going to play house.â
I right away replaced her clothing
And buttoned her blouse once more.
There was no doubt of my defeat
As I lay there upon the floor.
She said, âtell the truth, are you angry?â
I answered, by far I was not
“It’s more important what you think of me
Than what I may not have got.”
She wiped away a tear from both eyes
And said, “you’re my kind of man.”
At that point, she did arise
And to me she held out her hand
She led me away like a blind man
Who had somehow lost his cane.
When we reached her bedroom door
I thought I’d gone insane.
Before long, we found ourselves naked
As she held me in her palm.
Can you dare imagine, my friend
How hard it was for me to stay calm?
We touched all the forbidden places
As our body heats reached 105
If love’s relief had not been achieved
I doubt if we’d still be alive.
WITHOUT LOVE
Life is simply a circus
With too many fools on the stage.
There ‘s greed, fear and indifference
As many hearts suffer from rage.
Divorce is like a bad book
Where the heroes get killed off to soon.
When we reach the point the light goes out
Then weâll stand up and leave the room.
Without love we become such fools
In a desert which has gone all dry.
When the one we love ignores us
Thereâs nothing to do but cry.
The worst curse that one can endure
Are those who just wish to take.
When all we give is our own love
To find out we’ve made a mistake.
Of all the prizes life may bring
To be loved is by far the best.
That’s why so many search for it
For without love, what good is the rest?
THAT OLD COVERED BRIDGE
We returned to that old covered bridge
Where as sweethearts we used to go.
To kiss, hug, and squeeze in the shadows
While beneath us the water would flow.
Up under its wood roof of shingles
Is where we took refuge from the rains.
Carved in some boards within that old bridge
Side by side youâll still find our names.
Our memories of our past childhood
Are a gift from God for us to keep.
Like that picture you once gave me
Which I peaked at before I could sleep.
We find ourselves back at that old bridge
Only now, with our kids to catch fish.
We pray someday that they’ll find love
And come here with someone, just to wish.
SOME MEN PRAY
Some men pry to marry the woman they love
Where my prayers can’t help but somewhat vary
As I humbly pray to heaven above
That I am loved by the woman I marry.
The essence of love is its spiritual fire
And thereâs nothing more sought after on earth.
Man’s only escape is his own flight
But what, without love would his life be worth.
Love can be manâs worst pain or best pleasure
A dangerous gamble he must take in life.
For he who falls in love with the wrong woman
Shall find all he’s worked for belongs to his wife.
THE COAL MINER
Coal mines in my daddy’s day
Were dug with strong hands and back.
They got larger and deeper
As the lungs of the miners turned black.
Cave-ins, fires and explosions
Were my fatherâs daily fear.
But what choice has a man
When the wolf of hunger is near.
With three small kids and a wife
There were five stomachs to fill.
As we lived in poverty
In our shack below a hill.
I feel his blood within me
As the years of my life pass by
I’m proud that dad dug King Cole
For a miner so am I.
Life to me is but a rose
Though it’s thorns can make me cry.
And like my dad before me
To my Lord I will not lie.
In cold earth someday Iâll sleep
With a shinny stone above.
Carved in it, shall be the words
I have known the joy of love.
ADAM THE LONELY
Adam, the lonely was chased from God’s land
When Eve picked that apple with her foolish hand.
Delilah, the evil, cut a champion’s hair off
When Samson; the strong man’s heart became soft.
David the shepherd, a king among men
Was teased by Bathsheba and driven to sin.
A man needs a woman to build up his pride
To bolster his ego and to lay by his side.
Life mates are a treasure and difficult to find
I feel like a blind man who’s lost in a mine.
Lord, I’m a sad soul with no hand to hold
Searching for someone who’ll love me when Iâm old.
TO HAVE AND TO HOLD
Our house is big, though our family’s small
The phone’s off the hook, cause we don ‘t want a call.
I need you darling more than anything
For your sweet kisses make a sad man sing.
I can feel life’s clock as it pounds away
While the moon says hello to the dying day.
I pray to partake every sight and sound
While I still enjoy the right side of the ground.
Nothing beats the love of a willing mate.
So little time for fun before it’s too late.
The Lord made you for me and me alone
And not for others that you might have known.
LOVER’S TOAST
Come to me with just your love
And I will pledge you mine.
Feel my lips and share my glass
And we shall sip red wine.
You’re the red rose of my day
And the lily of my night.
Nothing is so grand in life
As when you seize me tight.
Love’s uncertain future is
Where mankind’s torments dwell
With both it’s pain and pleasure
Our lust is alive and well.
DADS AT WAR
Where would I be without you dad
My hero of night and day?
I’m so glad you love my mother
And take time for us to pray.
The last time we played baseball
You reached for me with your hand.
I looked at you, then made a wish
That I might be just half the man.
I love my father of earth,
And I love my Father of heaven.
It’s a lot for me to love, you know
For Iâm only eleven.
Mom and I sure miss you
Since you left to defend our flag.
When others ask, where is your dad
I can’t help but boast and brag.
MOMMA
Oh, I love my momma
Sheâs the reason Iâm alive.
Her total love for me
Has made her struggle and strive.
Jesus had a momma
Who bore Him in a cave.
She couldnât help but love Him
From His birth to the grave.
Should I hang on the highest hill
My momma would be there.
I know her love would follow me
My Angel of despair.
Her hair is now all silver
As I hold her fingers, worn.
Oh, God, bless this wrinkled brow
From whose body I was born.
LETTERS
We were just the best of friends
I knew him all my life.
I’m sure that he, towards the end
Found out I love his wife.
He drove his car right off a cliff
And crashed into the sea.
I know it was no accident
For a skillful driver was he.
He must have found our letters
Of love that shouldnât be.
He’s the type to harm himself
Instead of killing me.
As I looked in his wife’s eyes
She sadly said to me,
Instead of us, he killed himself
Because of lovers, such as we.
Lord, have mercy on our souls
For her husband, my friend, has died!
No one else may ever know
But God how much we’ve lied.
HONEYMOON CRUISE
The gulls have gone long ago
As we sail a peaceful sea.
The skies are blue, soft and kind
Where else would we wish to be.
Late at night, as we embrace
In front of a reggae band.
You kiss me, and then you whisper
I want to be alone with my man.
A little after midnight
We both slip away.
In such of some time
For the games lovers play.
Alone in our cabin
Your skin is so soft.
Iâm just that angel
Who fell from aloft.
After twenty-five years
Of our love has gone
It’s a honeymoon cruise
We find ourselves on.
May the Lord show mercy
On any of those
Who have never been loved
Or ever been chose.
MY LOVE of LIFE
Wise men learn more from watching fools
Than fools do from watching wise men.
I should know for I’ve been both
I can ‘t believe how lucky I’ve been.
Everyday as I speak out
With verse I come alive.
My lust for life shall be fulfilled
As another day I survive.
I take the clay of every day
And mold it to my fashion.
All I need is my true love
Whose heart flows free with passion.
I thank the Lord who watches us
For blessings which are mine;
That Iâm festive, fit and free
To love my wife who’s sweeter than wine.
LITTLE BABY
Little baby, I love you
For you are a part of me
Each and every inch youâll grow
I want to be there to see.
Someday youâll chase fireflies
Who ride the breath of the winds.
Someday you’ll be all grown up
And out on the town with friends.
You have your daddy ‘s freckles;
You’ve got your mommy’s eyes.
I pray to God every day
Youâll survive all of life’s lies.
Little babies shoot up fast
As they need to stretch and grow.
They do such things as children do
In a world theyâve yet to know.
Someday you will understand
How your parents feel inside
Someday youâll have your babies
And raise them with great pride.
Of all the gifts that life may bring
A sweet baby is still the best
Your mom and I shall love you
Till the day we’re laid to rest.
ONE MAN’S PRAYER
Where are the women who need a good man?
Where are the women with love in their hand?
Where are the children who played on the lawn?
Where are the children when mom and dad are gone?
What about the marriage that began with smiles?
What about the marriage that ended in trials?
What about the future of all involved?
What about the problems that must be solved?
Answer these questions that tear at my heart.
Answer these questions that keep us apart.
WHAT LOVE MEANS TO ME
I know now for sure what love means to me
Itâs a chance to be needed and to give happily.
For Iâve felt what itâs like to be sad and alone
And wish for that someone I could call my own.
Itâs just like young Adam when he lost his rib bone
God gave him Eve, so he wouldn’t sleep alone.
When a man loves a woman, thereâs many lessons heâll learn
As she respects him, her favors heâll earn.
One thing for certain, when your thoughts are for real
As you hug and you kiss, you love how you feel.
Some live a lifetime just a step from love
You are that person who gave me my shove.
The world has both givers and those on the take
Life can be bad if your love’s a mistake.
I can’t help realize how lucky I’ve been
For you are my wife, but best of all, my friend.
I WON’T BE THERE
Itâs true; I’ve been living with a looser
And it’s been going on too long
I’ve prayed for the courage and, now I have it
To sing you your farewell song.
I won’t be there in the morning when you need me!
I won’t be there when you call on the phone!
I won’t be there in the bed beside you
As you lay by yourself alone!
Too many times at night I’ve cried
Wondering why you wonât just come home
Staring at the clock on the wall
As I lie half awake by the phone.
For so long it was enough that I loved you
Though now my heart needs more.
So, I’ve packed up my bags and my pictures
And I’m on my way out the door.
WHEN YOU LOVE A MEAN WOMAN
When you love a mean woman it hurts down deep
In the middle of the night when you find you can’t sleep.
I remember those times we kissed in the park
Covered by moonbeams and stars in the dark.
You told me you loved me and would never run away
Though now, there’s another with whom you play.
Somebody tell me what Iâm doing wrong
Somebody show me before I’ve waited too long.
Other women I’ve met, they remind me of you
It makes me afraid of what they might do.
But life without love isnât living at all
Everyone needs someone who waits for their call.
I thirst for a woman who will love me again
One who needs both a husband and friend.
Dear Lord, I pray for my angel of love
So I may fly high on the wings of a dove.
SHE’S MY BUDDY
Adam and Eve lay beneath the stars.
I wonder if their love was as strong as ours?
Darling, I love you, Iâm not afraid to say
Our love just grows with each passing day.
I was afraid our love would grow cold
Thatâs what Iâve always by others been told.
Iâm glad they were wrong, so I sing this song
For you are the woman to whom I belong.
Without your concern I have nothing at all
Thereâs no one to help me should I take a fall.
I need your love it builds up my pride
Bolsters my ego and stands by my side.
Many men still search for someone like you
Case to find a good woman isnât easy to do
Lord, I thank you for the love of my life
For she is my buddy as well as my wife.
OUR MOTHER’S LOVE
Our mother’s love like a candle
Burns brightly upon the shelf.
As she lights the way for all others
Never thinking of herself.
Seven little kids in a farmhouse
By my moms hard work survived.
Through her love and faith in Jesus
We learned how to struggle and strive.
The lilacs still bloom by the window
Where our mom would quilt and sew.
In the winter she’d sing by the fire
To the tunes she thought we should know.
Our father labored at a quarry
In the dust of the earth every day.
He worked so hard for his money
For the bills our family must pay.
Little sister came down with pneumonia
And almost died in bed.
Our momma lie sick beside her
Putting cool rags on her head.
We were sure glad to see daddy’s face
As he drove up our driveway
He ran up and into the house
Then knelt by their bed to pray.
Oh, Lord, please save my family
From the fever that burns within
For we have always loved Jesus
And will serve Him till our end.
Our mother and sister survived
But daddy, he died long ago.
When it’s our time for heaven
Weâll see many that we know.
TILL THE END of TIME
I feel like Samson pushing the stone
For I gave into love and now I’m alone.
Betrayed by a woman, I gambled and lost
And now I suffer what disloyalty cost.
Samson was blinded by the blade of a knife
After his capture by the love of his life.
Imprisoned forever and forced to grind grain
To spectator laughter, the whip and the chain.
The same so am I, a victim of chain
For Iâve too many memories of you in my brain.
Together my darling from a window we shall peer
It will be from heaven both faraway and near.
The heirlooms of tomorrow the woman and the man
Waiting for our ashes to sift through the sand.
I will love you always, till the end of time
Now and then dreaming of when you were mine.
SAD DAD IN JAIL
They put me in prison for the deed I’ve done
I killed the drunk driver who crippled you, son.
Your mother, my wife, she died in the wreck
That’s the reason I broke that man’s neck.
His dad was a rich man, who pulled lots of strings
So well connected he could do many things.
I live in this hellhole with all sorts of men;
Iâm sure glad most like me and call me their friend.
The food here is so awful, I’ve lost many pounds
I’d rather feast on the vittles the guards toss the hounds.
At night we play cards and you don’t dare cheat
For if you get caught, youâll be stomped on by feet.
Most inmates fashion some sort of knife
To help out their odds in a fight for their life
I took me a padlock and snapped it on a chain
Then hid it in my pant-leg to keep from being slain.
I get to see you on our family day
The worst part about it, is when you cry as you play.
Many times you question, “Dad, when can you leave?”
As the tears from your eyes drop to my sleeve.
Our visit is now over as they wheel you away
I whisper, “I love you” and you see what I say.
It’s time to go back to my one-room, shared cell
And try to write a song about a sad dad in jail.
SOLDIER IN THE RAIN
Iâm just a soldier who stands in the rain
My memories of home are what keep me sane.
Back home is a land of milk and honey
Ruled by lust and love of money.
But, what can I say, when I serve her true
For I volunteered to see this war through.
Now, that Iâm here, it’s hard to believe
We’re just the victims of those who deceive.
As darkness falls on the rice fields of Nam
Scared men with rifles walk the shadows of the calm.
It’s thousands of miles to the steps of my church
With its stained glass, steeples and lost souls who search.
Off in the distance I see an arc light
Bombs being dropped on children at night.
I’ve seen that evil they call the “yellow rain”
And how life withers when it’s sprayed by a plane.
All of my buddies have been taken away
No more touch football will they ever play.
Zipped in their body bags for the long trip home
Are some of the bravest, I’ve ever known.
War is a hell, devised by man
There’s death in the sea, the sky and the land.
Lord, I canât help but wish I were home
Back with my love, whom I hope is alone?
WE WISH YOU WERE HOME
I remember that fair in September
As we waited for a Ferris wheel ride
Just as you reached for my fingers
I felt how I loved you inside.
The next thing I knew we were airborne
Above all the eyes of the crowd
Surrounded by rainbows of neon
As the moon popped from behind a cloud.
You asked, “daddy, do you love me”
I answered I couldnât live without you.
Then you reached up and tugged on my collar
As we flew in that chair painted blue.
Now you are grown and gone
And have marched away to war.
As I’m writing this letter
I yearn for your knock at our door.
I got out some rags and the wax
And gave your old Ford a rubdown.
I went for a ride of remembrance
While its mufflers made your favorite sound
I drove by the park to ponder
Those ball games we loved to play.
I can ‘t help but worry and wonder
If you’ll ever come home to stay.
Your girlfriend still teaches school
We see her every seventh day.
There’s no doubt who she thinks of
When she folds her hands to pray.
Your mother still talks to your picture
As she works at her sewing machine.
I hope my son you realize
How much to us you mean.
PLEASURE SEEKERS
That road of pleasure seeking
Has so many deep pitfalls
And all the while we walk on it
In the distance the devil calls.
Some folks drink those bubbly spirits
Or smoke that tall green weed
Anything to dull their conscience
As they sow their wild oat seed.
I’ve been no angel in my life
Though I fell from a righteous shelf
When I took those risky chances
And tried both, many times, myself.
Now I’m tired of being foolish.
So I sing my songs at church
With one eye on my hymnbook
And the other free to search.
If you’re yearning to love someone
Let’s get together and seek no more
Kiss and fondle by the fire
And push pillows across the floor.
For we need love, health and money
And may we live to enjoy them all
Before we ‘re old and in our autumn
And our leaves begin to fall.
THE FIRST ONE TO LOVE ME
The first one to love me was you; Lord
And nothing can take that away.
My soul is refreshed by living water
While my heart flows with love each day.
I thank you for the love of my family
And I thank you for the love of my life.
I thank you for all of the blessings
You give to each husband and wife.
Your glory rides high on the sunsets
Your voice is the thunder of rain.
I thank you for all of the heavens
And Jesus who came to be slain.
I feel when your eyes are upon me
As you listen to my humble cry
You’ve redeemed the soul of your servant
To dwell in your mansion on high.
Iâll claim each and every promise
From the Lord of the earth and sky.
I’m so glad Iâm free from my bondage
Of the grave where my body shall lie.
I thank you for parting the darkness
And guiding my footsteps each day.
I thank you for being my shepherd
You’ve walked with me all the way.
I know your armor protects me
From the devil in search of his feast.
And all who are lost without you
Shall dwell in hell with the beast!
CHRISTMAS IS COMING
Christmas is coming and I’m all alone
With no one to snuggle at night.
My wineglass is empty to help dull the desire
To kiss you by soft candlelight.
A rare pearl of value, you don ‘t leave alone
Or someone will steal them from you.
After they’ve gone and flown far away
It’s hard to know just what to do.
I’m watching my neighbors hang lights on their tree
With tinsel and striped candy cane.
I took you for granted and didn’t hug enough
And now I must suffer my pain.
Lord, I’m so lonely; I wish I could die
Then be born to relive again.
I realize the value of someone to love
And the danger of my selfish sin.
There’s a ring on my phone and a knock at the door
Which do I dare go for?
If neither is you, I’ll break down and cry
And again pound my fist on the floor.
I run down the hall and the doorknob turns
As the swirling snow rides on the wind.
There, in my doorway, it’s the face I love
Such a beautiful present to send.
Now, I am happy and dancing around
With a permanent smile on my face.
As children are singing their Christmas love songs
And the world is a wonderful place.
PATHWAYS
Lord, I’m so lonely, I thirst everyday
In search of the love I need
like a man in prison with no warmth at night
A slave who seeks to be freed.
For I need a woman who will heal my heart
So my life won ‘t seem so wrong.
Iâll lie down beside her and gamble again
Then sing of our love in a song.
Remember, young Adam, your first favorite born
Who slept in your garden alone.
You took form his body and transformed some flesh
Then gave him a woman unknown.
Whichever the pathway I should choose to take
I realize that there will be brambles.
For the man who has visions everyday of his life
Will always be the same who gambles.
Now, to heaven I pray, for my treasure of life
After searching the deserts in vain.
Iâm tired of mirages from fool-hearted women
Please give me someone whoâs sane.
May her eyes be turquoise with cheeks like peaches
Ripe and ready to risk.
Soon theyâll turn rosy when she sneaks a peek
To the tingle of where I kiss.
Though I will love her, I shall never follow.
Nor will I ever lead.
I’ll walk beside her and share all I have
For the children who spring from seed.
If we should argue about foolish things
I ‘d rather be loved than right.
Then when I lie down at the end of my day
I’ll sleep with a smile at night.
ENCHANTED
Over any man who feels lost without love
God gives women divine powers.
They can break our hearts or deflate our ego
And cause us to buy diamonds and flowers.
They have compelled kings and presidents to beg
Wild singles to commit to change their way.
Loving us with pleasures problematic to replace
With flashbacks of their passion night and day.
Women mother our babies who we love till death
For us to raise, protect and provide for.
They contribute revenue, affection and direction
With love, companionship and more.
They insist we never abuse or disgrace them
Cheat, lie or take their love for granted.
Which helps us to become more than we are
In love and totally enchanted.
WHISPERS
The one thing I’ve learned about happiness
It will never last pretending you’re not you.
Somehow, someway the truth will arise
And all that you hide will show through.
Sooner or later, one way or another
Something in your life seems wrong.
You go to bed unhappy and awake the same
Repeating life’s mistakes too long.
One day, to yourself, you begin to question
Is this who I am and wish to be
How will I choose to live the rest of my life
Till the angel of death comes for me?
Most people wish to be at peace with God
Oneself, and those we love.
Frequently taking a look at our past
Praying for guidance from above.
Thank heaven for the whispers from the heart
Which remind us that evil has it’s voice too.
It’s always a battle amid right and wrong
As we ponder and perform what we do.
LIFE
Life’s a book written through
Where the pages are the years.
There’s good, evil, false, and true
With laughter, sweat, and tears.
Our days are songs composed by God
As we set them to music with pleasure.
His cup of life is for us to drink
Though, He, decides the measure.
Hurried and worried, dawn till dusk
There’s no time for a curtain call.
We burn our candles from both ends
And we’re lucky to be alive at all.
Cards are shuffled and hands are dealt
For all to place their bets.
Youthful blunders, adulthood struggles
And old age, with its regrets.
It matters not, how long we live
But more, how well we play our part.
For the road to heaven is always near
As long as there’s truth in our heart.
EYES OF LOVE
A mind may see a thousand eyes
Though the heart yearns for two
When the eyes we love have up and gone
To the arms of someone new.
Eyes that twinkle, I distrust
For they are the distant stars.
Eyes in love have a steady glow
Like Venus, the Moon or Mars.
Eyes of love, like planets at night
Use borrowed light to shine.
Eyes are the living lenses
To the camera of our mind.
Eyes tend to believe themselves
Like the blind love of mothers.
Eyes speak without words
To the hearts and souls of others.
LOVE
No rope or cable can hold so tight
What love can do with twine.
No kiss can taste so bittersweet
As the one which captures our mind.
The first sign of love is the last of wisdom
As eager hearts fulfill desire.
Love is just a staple of life
Though heaven sparks the fire.
Heaven knows no rage like love
Once to hatred it has turned.
How wise are we who are such fools
Who forget the lessons we’ve learned.
Love, indeed, descends from heaven
Like a shooting star across the sky.
Love sometimes stirs the dust,
Till tears fall free from the eye.
God must love people in love
Or he wouldn’t make so many.
Those who claim it’s a mental disease
Have never been loved by any.
Love is stronger than life itself
And jealousy more cruel than the grave.
Men and women have loved one another
Since they spent their nights in a cave.
When the hands of love
Touch the strings of souls
There’ll be babies on the way.
That’s the basic rules of life
No matter what games we play.
Like the flowers in the fields
We shed our shields
To be warmed by the sun.
We live our lives the best we can
Till death catches us on the run.
MY WILD ROSE
You ‘re the full moon of my nights
And the sunshine of my day.
Like a queen upon her throne
You rule what I do and say.
It’s God who makes us beautiful
And the Devil who makes us mean.
It all depends on whom we follow
Which way our lives shall lean.
With one foot in the future
And one foot in the past
Let us try to live our days
As though each was our last.
You’re the wild rose of my life
My flower of desire.
Made by God for me alone
Out of earth, stars and fire.
MY WIFE
You’re the bone of my bones
Who I love for my wife.
The flesh of my flesh
And my partner in life.
For me to have and to hold
For better or for worse.
To love and to cherish
Though we might fight and curse.
Be I richer or poorer
Till death makes us part
I will give you great portions
Of my soul and my heart.
Heaven won’t be heaven
If I don ‘t see you there
May the first to go
Be me, is my prayer.
FAMILIES
The first stage of a family group
Begins with husband and wife.
Shelters are rented, bought or built
As they yearn for more from life.
Families are found throughout the world
In bone clusters buried in caves
Where ancient people lived and loved
‘Till death placed them in their graves.
Humans still have that need to group
As a family to survive
They love and care for each other
In the world in which they strive.
Families are a nation’s crown jewels
Far more than a golden coin.
Members find love and sympathy
From the groups they’ve chosen to join.
TEARS
Tears are the raindrops of the soul
And there’s one for all who die.
They are the silent words of grief
As they fall free from the eye.
The shortest verse in the Bible
Is the one where Jesus wept
So, if you hold back tears, “shed them”
When your pains too harsh to accept.
Tears are lovelier than a smile
When they come from those you love.
As they seek relief from sadness
When you’re summoned from above.
Tears are a love-mates humble gift
When it’s time to say goodbye
Though the eyes are wet and swollen
With time and patience they dry.
LOVE & ELECTRICITY
Love and electricity are a lot alike
For we never seem to miss them till their gone.
We need both, every day of our life
And even more so between twilight and dawn.
Love resembles a self-consuming amber
A static current of both pain and pleasure.
It can warm our bed and lighten the darkness
And for most who don ‘t have it, it’s a treasure.
We can turn it on or we can turn it off
Depending on whatever we’re forced to do.
It may shock us, please us, thrill us, or hurt us
Though once without it, we can’t wait to renew.
THE SEED OF LOVE
A kindly woman can make a sad man sing
With her love and affection winter seems like spring.
Of all the pleasures in life given to a man
There’s nothing beats the touch of a woman’s soft hand.
God saw Adam alone on Eden’s floor
Then decided to give him Eve’s love and much more.
So take what you need from she chosen for you
Then rid thyself of others and to her be true.
The Lord planted love within mankind’s heart
Though things can grow sour when from Him we depart.
Love and hate are but two sides of life’s golden coin
So be ready for both no matter whom you join.
FORGIVE ME
Forgive me, forgive me
And I’ll kiss your tears away.
You’re the first thing and the last
I think of every day
Let bygones be bygones
And be willing to forgive.
And I will love you only
Every moment I live.
I love you and I need you
It’s a fact and not a lie
So if you plan to punish me
Say anything, but good bye.
PARTING
The truest words, which portray my love
I speak to you from within m
