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Monday, August 22, 2011

Just One More Day

Please give me ‘til tomorrow
Before you go away
I’d beg, I’d steal or borrow
If only you would stay. 
                 
We’ve been so long together
Our hearts have grown that way
So what’s it matter whether
You stay just one more day?

Just give me ‘til tomorrow
To think and kneel and pray
To let go of the sorrow
That’s plaguing me today.

Then we’ll kiss and say goodbye
I’ll turn and walk away
I promise you I will not cry
Just give me one more day!
                                 pth~


This poem also appears in Page & Spine Literary
 Magazine and the book, Sweet Whispers of Youth


Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Sweet Whispers Of Love



 Do you love me?

I long to hear the words, but 
      you do not speak them.
Instead, you lavish me with “things,”

Don't you know that objects cannot
      satisfy the burning heart that
      yearns to hear 
Sweet whispers of love.

I pity you... for if you are not capable
      of expressing love, then
Perhaps you are also incapable of feeling it. 
                                                 pth~ 1980


This poem also appears in Page & Spine Literary
 Magazine and the book, Sweet Whispers of Youth

Monday, August 15, 2011

A Ghost From The Past




Somewhere in the shadowy beauty of a summer’s day,
Lingering in the humid air like a morning fog                               
Is a lovely memory of summers past.

Of barefoot days and carefree ways~
Of reveling in the wonder of
God’s perfect creation without really noticing;
Certain that youth would always be mine.

But as all things pass, so passes youth~ and now I am
Mired in a world of cares~ with no time to enjoy
The miracle I once took for granted.

But the memory lurks there still
Calling to me like a ghost from the past...
I cannot go back.
Ah, how I wish I could!
                                                 pth~

Monday, August 1, 2011

Remembering You

The days were warm and sunny
In August when we met;
I think it’s kind of funny
How the memory lingers yet
                                 
Of sandy hair and boyish grin
And dancing eyes of blue,
Of wit and charm and winning ways –
Yes, I remember you!

As days went by, we shared so much
Of life and love and dreams and such;
You made my world a rosy hue –
Ah, I remember you!

December brought its chilling winds
By now, we two were more than friends.
We made a snowman, trimmed the tree,
Sat by the fire, you sang to me.

The glory of the springtime brings
Green grass, a flower, a bird that sings.
This year I saw it all anew
Because I was in love with you.

Then summer came and went so fast;
Just like our love, it couldn’t last.
Your head was turned by someone new;
You went away – my heart did, too!

Once more it’s August warm and bright,
I think of you both day and night.
What can I say, what can I do?
It hurts so much remembering you!
                                         pth~