Ambition

You cage me, I bend the bars.

You hold me down, I touch the stars.

You tie me, I fray the rope.

You cause despair, I find hope.

My goal is a mountain in my mind,

never restricted by what I might find.

I know that this mountain is meant to be climbed,

it’s a race to the top and the race will be timed.

You will stop me for hours, maybe two at a time

but this will not stop me at all in my climb.

The world is against me, but they must be ignored

if I am ever to reach my reward.

The obstacles are many and certainly they

will forever be trying to block my way.

But, my sights are fixed on the top of the hill,

I have a way, and I have a will.

My life is a compass that always points to

the road that will lead me to what I must do.

This is what I am meant for, and this is just why

I have been born me - Life won’t pass me by.

 

Hope

The lake, it shares its gift of cool,

as we seek refuge from the heat of day.

The air thick with warmth, causes labored breath.

Green trees and vibrant flowers: summer’s elegant array.

This beautiful scene affords just a brief respite,

though it seems to, time can never stand still.

Our lives move through times of trouble and strife,

God in his heaven, working his will.

Problems seem large from our small, small perspective,

‘tis true that too many tears needlessly flow.

Do we so soon forget all the love and the laughter,

that we had inside us not so long ago?

Yes, life’s troubles are many, but so are its pleasures,

just try to remember the happiness you knew.

Erase your bad memories; hold on to the good,

and a glimmer of hope just might shine through.

 

Four Seasons - An Acrostic Poem

SPRING

Spring’s fair weather,

Perennial as the flowers she brings to life,

Rain falls softly, renewing and rebirthing,

Ice turning to water, running into cool lakes and rushing rivers,

Newborn Earth,

Green and refreshed.

SUMMER

Summer’s bright sun and warmer days,

Until the autumn brings cool - summer will exist, bringing joy to all,

Mottled ground, light filtering through green-leaved trees,

Meandering streams, lazily winding through the parched grass,

Enjoy the contrast of cool lemonade in your throat, and the heat wrapping around you,

Returned to a brighter and happier time.

AUTUMN

Autumn’s watery sun and brisk breeze,

Unspoiled beauty,

Trees laden with colored leaves soon to fall,

Unyielding wind,

Moon of harvest,

Natural colours defy the brightest painter’s palette.

WINTER

Winter’s cold and aloof majesty,

Icicles forming under eaves, sparkle under a white sun,

Never-ending chill and darkness,

Thoughts of family and holidays pass as Christmas comes and goes,

Entering a realm of frozen time,

Rejoice in the conclusion of the year.