for their impact on our lives.
There is a pathway,
In the synapses
of my mind …
There is a step
in the viscera
... Of my life.
There is a place
on the surround of my porch
That only you,
Have brought an enlightening torch.
© jan leree 2012
Jan Leree Open Poetry, LLC Simple Framed Poetry |
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I think everyone crosses our path, for a reason ...
for their impact on our lives. There is a pathway, In the synapses of my mind … There is a step in the viscera ... Of my life. There is a place on the surround of my porch That only you, Have brought an enlightening torch. © jan leree 2012
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When the world encounters a place where I have been,
does it turn gray, black and white or does it turn to color? (c) jan leree 2012 There is a reason, why someone passes
through your life. There is a pathway, In the synapses of my mind … There is a step in the viscera ... Of my life. There is a place on the surround of my porch That only you, Have brought an enlightening torch. © jan leree 2012 Everyone’s life …
Has a treachery and a Climb… I spend ages of time … Whimpering about mine … Until I see the man, ... Who has only hands with which to reach his life’s pines … © jan leree 2012 Words, are clumsy
As rough as stubble. Words do nothing but stumble, With Heaven’s blushing strokes this beautiful. © jan leree 2012 Why do I act as if the door on my life has no door knob?
Me to me: Open the door, Silly! (c) jan leree 2012 Friends are like mirrors,
they show us a view of ourselves that we did not see. They see us in a light even on a path that is right, ... that before, we did not see. (c) jan leree 2012 This dad spent a long time,
playing tossing throwing ball with his daughters on the river's shore ... I had to tribute him ... fore sure! When a father loves ... and leads daughters, is willing to teach… The world is changed, forcefully and intentionally ... while playing football, On the beach… © jan leree 2012 |