Inspired by hearing my “Waiting” read by Anthony and conversations with my first poetic inspiration here on WP, Jay, a writer of poetry with an eloquent style that’s begged to be discovered, I decided to add an audio. I learned from Anthony that not only do we write, but we are, interpreted. I listened to his rendition of “Waitng”, as it was felt to him. It was a wonderful experience as I listened. I thought it may be interesting to hear my voice, how this new poem reads to me. The first lines are an inspiration from a comment from Anthonys partner. Soon I hope Jay, will charm you over the moon with the beauty of his voice set to his words-
Pilot of Life
„Have more answers than questions“,
T’was a tip today, a good one that I received
“We have wings and do fly,
If your mind is open,
All you must do is believe”
Close your eyes in the face of sadness, Close your eyes, and let go Travel to a corner, of peace in your mind, On the invisible wings of your soul
Don’t search, don’t look, Beyond what you’ve got Be Tranquil now, With your haves and have nots
While trusting the reason Why it’s this way As you travel your life, In each predestined day
Do not give dignity, To the questions of why Travel beyond from that weight, …Just fly
You’re the Pilot of life, on your own runway, Never question the power of hope Who says that we, cannot fly, With wings on our souls to elope
When This night Comes to an end Just because I’m not here Know I am eternally Close to you now I’m always Near
If You long Look just inside I’m within your heart Breathing my love Into your soul As to never Part
If when you’re in doubt Of the chosen path Needing a change of way I will pave a new road That leads to light Somber left Astray
My Hand’s in yours You feel not my skin but It’s each moment in gentle grasp As when you were young And Days were long ‘n Life was here To last
If Forever is The moon and the sun Horizon where dreams come true With life colors to dance on Backdrop splashed sky There I’ll each day See you
Inspired by my friend Peter Notehelfer and his beautiful style of Poetry, I thought I would give this a shot. Hats off to you, Peter…may my next attempt be closer to the flowing and precise works you are so gifted in writing.
Eyelids resting on peaceful closed eyes, Holding the calm, inside of his mind Muscles lay soft on the bones of his face, At one with his world, tensions died
This vision of him, brings me down to the earth A reminder that balance is mine To conquer, control, this gift of the taking As Buddha in, meditation Divine
So many days, I lose my way So many times, Beauty goes blind
So many nights, Tears for my sleep So many moments I’ve failed to find
I’ve placed your sculpture to always be seen, When morning sun wakes my eyes You give me the nod of encouragement From the nightstand of my bedside
That today my way, It will be found Today, With beauty I’ll see There will be no need, To cry before sleep, I’ll search for moments of life to reap
For those whom I love, but let down the same, When my world and its balance gets thrown I ask you for patience, as could just a human, Without you, my life has no home
The Starting End 