Poetry... then and now

I wrote the following poems when I was back in high school, the last one was written most recently at the age of 17! They all meant something to me back then... do they mean anything any more?

I remember Hope was inspired by a song on the Godspell soundtrack. I was very active in my church, my school choir/drama, etc. Now, I no longer attend religious services, but music still communicates, poetry can be poignant.. but I don't believe this piece has meaning for me any more, at least not the original meaning.

Hope
What do you feel? What do you think?
Can’t you take me with you?
For I am lost, and I need love,
What will you do?

For beyond where the hope lies,
Where the hope lies,
And the fear sinks into shallow darkness,
Oh, please, oh please, take me with you.

Let me skip the road with you,
I do love you, I do love you,
I’ll put a pebble in my shoe, and watch me smile, see my hope.
I can smile, I can hope.

I shall call the pebble strength, I shall call the pebble strength.
You taught me to talk about feelings,
It shall be carried, and when we both have had enough,
I will take it from my shoe singing -- Meet your new friend!

Then I’ll take your hand;
Finally glad, finally glad;
That I am here, that I am here;
by your side, by my side, by my side.

Love was written because I was just another girl who was bitten by the
high school "love bug" :) I don't know that all of it means anything, but parts of it do once again.

Love Is
Love is attachment;
Love is care, love is intimacy,
That’s all I bare.

I have not the grace
of a prima donna;
I have not the knowledge
of professors at college.

I have what I need
for everyday life.
I get through my strain.
I get through my strife.

Love is attachment;
Love is care, love is intimacy,
That’s all I bare.






My Lady ... I will never forget what inspired me to write this.. my family was driving home on a major highway, which ran alongside a railroad track (N-S).. as I gazed out the window, all I saw on the grassy area by the tracks/road was continuous litter. It saddened me to the point of tears rolling down my face.. To this day, this one still has as much meaning as the day it was written.

My Lady

Oh, My Lady!

See My Lady in all her shame, humiliation and degradation.

See her in her sorrowful state.

Pity her not, for I do not,

Rather, do as I do and pity those of us who have caused her so much grief.

Have pity and pray for those of us who have hurt her and God, for she, as we, are God’s.

She gives us so much, and we give her nothing.

Of course there are those few, that small handful who try to save her, fight for her dignity,

but they are not enough to save My Lady...

My Lady Earth.