by K Ivey

Created on: January 05, 2009

I have published three of my poems below - to meet word count requirement. Please consider individually.

The first poem below is about my grandmother who continues to be an inspiration to all who knew her. I hope a little of her grace is captured in this short poem.

Sometimes she danced a jig with me

In the living room

Or out in the yard

To music no one else could hear

Old and young at once

With white hair and pink pants

Her smile and shining eyes

Revealed the girl she was before

Her steps were unsteady

Yet dancing she remembered

Running through fields and swimming in creeks

And I could almost see her there

When I miss her I listen

Silent and still

Trying to recapture the music we imagined

Sometimes when we danced

New poem below - This one is for my mother. I love you mom.

If I could find that little girl from long ago

I would hold her hand and tell her

Someday a man will love you more than life

Even when you have forgotten

He will still remember the young girl inside and smile

Someday your tiny children will look at you and see

A guide and protector and when they are sick

Or sad or hurt or mad they will search only for you

Someday You will do God's work bringing healing

And comfort and peace to sick broken people

You will seem an angel to them with hope in your hands

Someday Your babies all grown up will defy and disappoint

Loved ones will pass on from this life and you will hide away

Dreaming awake of hurts and wrongs with walls all around

Someday New children will skin knees and lose teeth and

Hit home runs and sing happy birthday and win awards and

Draw pictures and go to school and grow up and miss you

If I could find that little girl from long ago

I would hold her hand and tell her

It's safe here . Come out.

New Poem below - anyone ever lay on the lawn watching cloud shapes go by?

Clouds

We saw ships gently floating

With no sea beneath

As silently jets glided by

Monsters with horns

And with tails and sharp teeth

All drifting around in the sky

Views of nature exquisite

Dreams joyful and tragic

Scenes both familiar and odd

Willows and mermaids

Inscribed there by magic

In the misty handwriting of God

I published these poems together in order to meet the word count requirement. Please consider each poem individually.

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