Caught up in a memory,
Frozen by the sun.
Denial is my existence,
Truth, not yet begun.
Hurt is all but hidden,
Buried in a mound.
Mound of red, with a beat,
That keeps my breath bound.
Look into my eyes,
Tell me what you see.
Do they make you think,
No, it just can't be.
Ice like a cube,
Cold as the snow.
Contemplating feelings,
That one should never know.
Do they see right through you,
Watching your every act?
If so, would you want to make,
Just a 'little pact'?
Too late, I am sorry,
The bidding has been closed.
I'm going to find out,
The things which I've supposed.
No more little secrets,
No more privacy.
It's time for me to look,
At the whole of me.
Yearning for the future,
Tainted by my past.
Praying this confusion,
Won't forever last.
Friday, January 29, 2010
7/28/2005
Just A Little Note, Mother
Just a little note, mother,
To let you know I care.
Just a little note, mother,
Some feelings for me to share.
I want you to know, mother,
I see you in all I do.
I want you to know, mother,
Every day you help me through.
I see you in my gifts, mother,
The creative things I do.
I see you in my gifts, mother,
The things you never knew.
I see you in my face, mother,
At a glance of my reflection.
I see you in my face, mother,
Deep in my eyes is the connection.
I see you in my hands, mother,
As they dial the phone.
I see you in my hands, mother,
Over the years, how they've grown.
I hear you in my voice, mother,
When I have compassion.
I hear you in my voice, mother,
In your dialect I fashion.
I feel you in my tears, mother,
Gently as they roll.
I feel you in my tears, mother,
The one's you'll never know.
I see you in my blessings, mother,
So many stem from you.
I see you in my blessings, mother.
For me, all you've been through.
I feel you in my heart, mother,
The one you hold so dear.
I feel you in my heart, mother,
Ensuring you're forever near.
Just a little note, mother,
To let you know I care.
Just a little note, mother,
Some feelings for me to share.
I want you to know, mother,
I see you in all I do.
I want you to know, mother,
Every day you help me through.
I see you in my gifts, mother,
The creative things I do.
I see you in my gifts, mother,
The things you never knew.
I see you in my face, mother,
At a glance of my reflection.
I see you in my face, mother,
Deep in my eyes is the connection.
I see you in my hands, mother,
As they dial the phone.
I see you in my hands, mother,
Over the years, how they've grown.
I hear you in my voice, mother,
When I have compassion.
I hear you in my voice, mother,
In your dialect I fashion.
I feel you in my tears, mother,
Gently as they roll.
I feel you in my tears, mother,
The one's you'll never know.
I see you in my blessings, mother,
So many stem from you.
I see you in my blessings, mother.
For me, all you've been through.
I feel you in my heart, mother,
The one you hold so dear.
I feel you in my heart, mother,
Ensuring you're forever near.
March 2009
Dad...
I wonder where you really are.
Wonder if you're near or far.
Wonder if you see my face.
Wonder if you miss this place.
I hear you in the things I do,
Helping with what I go through.
Wishing you were here to hold me.
Wishing you were here to scold me.
With you left a sense of peace and reason.
Memories remain of times and seasons.
Your laughter sometimes fill my ears.
From on my wall, your picture peers.
Some might ask for one more moment,
As their head is gently bent.
But one more moment would never do.
I'll just think back to remember you.
I wonder where you really are.
Wonder if you're near or far.
Wonder if you see my face.
Wonder if you miss this place.
I hear you in the things I do,
Helping with what I go through.
Wishing you were here to hold me.
Wishing you were here to scold me.
With you left a sense of peace and reason.
Memories remain of times and seasons.
Your laughter sometimes fill my ears.
From on my wall, your picture peers.
Some might ask for one more moment,
As their head is gently bent.
But one more moment would never do.
I'll just think back to remember you.
5/29/2007
Will there be a day,
When I will kneel at Your feet?
My tear stained eyes look up,
To meet Your mercy meek?
Will I someday feel,
Of Your warm embrace?
Fill my cup,
This emptiness to replace?
Will there one day be,
An ending to this struggle?
When it will all seem,
Less of a constant muddle?
Allow me to release,
End this bitterness.
Will You bring me to life,
Send me lasting peace.
What I can not have,
You have sent.
And why--no answer,
Even with knee bent.
What will be left,
When all is done?
Will I be left standing,
In this world all alone?
How can I trust,
When time after time,
I've been left,
At the starting line.
Don't want to be numb,
Tired of the anger.
But the only peace offered,
Is constantly in danger.
It is You who gives,
And You that takes away.
Why can't my happiness,
With me just stay?
Could You mend me,
If my source was removed?
My aching soul---
Would it be soothed?
When I will kneel at Your feet?
My tear stained eyes look up,
To meet Your mercy meek?
Will I someday feel,
Of Your warm embrace?
Fill my cup,
This emptiness to replace?
Will there one day be,
An ending to this struggle?
When it will all seem,
Less of a constant muddle?
Allow me to release,
End this bitterness.
Will You bring me to life,
Send me lasting peace.
What I can not have,
You have sent.
And why--no answer,
Even with knee bent.
What will be left,
When all is done?
Will I be left standing,
In this world all alone?
How can I trust,
When time after time,
I've been left,
At the starting line.
Don't want to be numb,
Tired of the anger.
But the only peace offered,
Is constantly in danger.
It is You who gives,
And You that takes away.
Why can't my happiness,
With me just stay?
Could You mend me,
If my source was removed?
My aching soul---
Would it be soothed?
2/5/2007
Find me somewhere,
Between dreams and wake.
Enjoy with me,
Close your eyes and take.
Take hold of a memory,
That grips like the sun.
Breaking forth through clouds,
Warming just begun.
Basking in the warmth,
Penetrated by its rays.
Enveloped in serenity,
Peace brought to day.
Don't keep me dreaming,
Don't cause me to wake.
Allow this existence,
Share with me this make.
Because somewhere between,
Blessed dreams and startling wake,
You are the very warmth of me,
Changed forever by your sake.
Between dreams and wake.
Enjoy with me,
Close your eyes and take.
Take hold of a memory,
That grips like the sun.
Breaking forth through clouds,
Warming just begun.
Basking in the warmth,
Penetrated by its rays.
Enveloped in serenity,
Peace brought to day.
Don't keep me dreaming,
Don't cause me to wake.
Allow this existence,
Share with me this make.
Because somewhere between,
Blessed dreams and startling wake,
You are the very warmth of me,
Changed forever by your sake.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
12/8/2004
Distant echos,
Resounding fear.
No one to love,
Or hold near.
Desperate ache inside,
Alone I hear the plea.
Hollow throughout,
All there is of me.
Tears do caress,
My forsaken skin.
Memories roll,
To places been.
There is no coming future,
No light to tint this dim.
Lacking a picturesque,
No kiss to end the film.
Melynda Williams
Resounding fear.
No one to love,
Or hold near.
Desperate ache inside,
Alone I hear the plea.
Hollow throughout,
All there is of me.
Tears do caress,
My forsaken skin.
Memories roll,
To places been.
There is no coming future,
No light to tint this dim.
Lacking a picturesque,
No kiss to end the film.
Melynda Williams
8/10/2004
My heart is aching-- breaking,
Feeling the forsaking.
My eyes are shaded-- dimmed,
Love through my life has skimmed.
Tears are calling-- falling,
Down wet cheecks they are rolling.
Sleep is pricelss--restless,
Mind too muddled to ease--a mess.
Melynda Williams
Feeling the forsaking.
My eyes are shaded-- dimmed,
Love through my life has skimmed.
Tears are calling-- falling,
Down wet cheecks they are rolling.
Sleep is pricelss--restless,
Mind too muddled to ease--a mess.
Melynda Williams
5/2/2004
Are you looking Savior?
I wondered from the path.
Am I still one of the ninety and nine?
Tell me how you do the math.
I have not completely strayed my Lord,
I can still see the fold.
It's getting hard to walk this rocky path.
I need to feel Thy hold.
I sometimes get lost in the shadows,
I stumble and I fall.
It seems so difficult,
To keep up with it all.
I know that I will be blessed,
If I just do thy will.
I believe Thou can add joy,
To the way I currently feel.
So please help me as I stumble,
Be there when I fall.
Listen for my whispers,
It's as loud as I can call.
Melynda Williams
I wondered from the path.
Am I still one of the ninety and nine?
Tell me how you do the math.
I have not completely strayed my Lord,
I can still see the fold.
It's getting hard to walk this rocky path.
I need to feel Thy hold.
I sometimes get lost in the shadows,
I stumble and I fall.
It seems so difficult,
To keep up with it all.
I know that I will be blessed,
If I just do thy will.
I believe Thou can add joy,
To the way I currently feel.
So please help me as I stumble,
Be there when I fall.
Listen for my whispers,
It's as loud as I can call.
Melynda Williams
1998?
Dreams...
They say dreams are meant for dreamers,
So a dreamer I will be.
For now it's the only way,
To have you here with me.
Every night when I lay down,
I close my eyes to sleep.
I drift away to my own world,
Where you are mine to keep.
The morning brings the pain again,
And I must realize,
That all the love we shared last night,
With morning light must die.
So night time is my special friend,
My secret hideaway,
Where I can go and be with you
And forget the coming day.
Melynda Williams
They say dreams are meant for dreamers,
So a dreamer I will be.
For now it's the only way,
To have you here with me.
Every night when I lay down,
I close my eyes to sleep.
I drift away to my own world,
Where you are mine to keep.
The morning brings the pain again,
And I must realize,
That all the love we shared last night,
With morning light must die.
So night time is my special friend,
My secret hideaway,
Where I can go and be with you
And forget the coming day.
Melynda Williams
Monday, January 18, 2010
October 2009
I question God’s plan,
As if He’s just a man.
Wanting the answers,
God “on demand.”
I imagine He chuckles,
And ruffles up my hair.
Finding it amusing,
To question Him, I dare.
Perhaps I am His spitfire,
He had to knock a peg.
Couldn’t leave me standing,
Relying on my leg.
I don’t understand,
What I have been through.
Feeling betrayed by Him,
As though He always knew.
But now I grow wiser,
I know it’s not His choice.
It is I who failed,
To heed His calling voice.
I thought better,
Of my dinky path.
Leaving me exposed,
To life’s vengeful wrath.
So life has had,
Its chance on me.
Chewed me up,
And abandoned me.
I left wounded,
Tattered and torn,
At times wishing,
To have never been born.
But that is not,
The life I want for me.
I want it all,
To set my spirit free.
So now I make,
The fateful decision.
Fearing all the while,
To be met with derision.
Will God welcome,
Will He chastise?
As He sees through,
My self-made lies.
I offer only me,
With a simplistic plea.
Please do not scorn,
And forsaken me.
Melynda Williams
As if He’s just a man.
Wanting the answers,
God “on demand.”
I imagine He chuckles,
And ruffles up my hair.
Finding it amusing,
To question Him, I dare.
Perhaps I am His spitfire,
He had to knock a peg.
Couldn’t leave me standing,
Relying on my leg.
I don’t understand,
What I have been through.
Feeling betrayed by Him,
As though He always knew.
But now I grow wiser,
I know it’s not His choice.
It is I who failed,
To heed His calling voice.
I thought better,
Of my dinky path.
Leaving me exposed,
To life’s vengeful wrath.
So life has had,
Its chance on me.
Chewed me up,
And abandoned me.
I left wounded,
Tattered and torn,
At times wishing,
To have never been born.
But that is not,
The life I want for me.
I want it all,
To set my spirit free.
So now I make,
The fateful decision.
Fearing all the while,
To be met with derision.
Will God welcome,
Will He chastise?
As He sees through,
My self-made lies.
I offer only me,
With a simplistic plea.
Please do not scorn,
And forsaken me.
Melynda Williams
5/26/2006
There is a place buried,
Buried deep inside.
Where all the dark and hurt,
Of me I try to hide.
I keep it locked tight,
To me it’s bound.
Wanting nothing more,
Than not to be found.
It’s a heavy burden,
An ever menacing friend.
Remaining with me always,
Preventing any mend.
Could I give it up my Lord?
Make it go away?
Pluck it from my chest,
Create peace within this day.
What of the hole that’s left,
Could you fill that too?
Do you promise to walk with me,
Give help in all that I do?
I have felt neglected Lord,
As if to the wolves I was fed.
Will you now be there,
To lift my weary head?
It’s a rocky path I tread,
I stumble and I fall.
I get lost in the shadows,
And a whisper is my call.
But for Thee I will try my Lord,
To regain a firm hold.
I’ll release the aching burdens,
Feelings that are too old.
I will pray for patience,
I will turn to Thee.
Together we will journey,
In thy hand I will be.
Melynda Williams
Buried deep inside.
Where all the dark and hurt,
Of me I try to hide.
I keep it locked tight,
To me it’s bound.
Wanting nothing more,
Than not to be found.
It’s a heavy burden,
An ever menacing friend.
Remaining with me always,
Preventing any mend.
Could I give it up my Lord?
Make it go away?
Pluck it from my chest,
Create peace within this day.
What of the hole that’s left,
Could you fill that too?
Do you promise to walk with me,
Give help in all that I do?
I have felt neglected Lord,
As if to the wolves I was fed.
Will you now be there,
To lift my weary head?
It’s a rocky path I tread,
I stumble and I fall.
I get lost in the shadows,
And a whisper is my call.
But for Thee I will try my Lord,
To regain a firm hold.
I’ll release the aching burdens,
Feelings that are too old.
I will pray for patience,
I will turn to Thee.
Together we will journey,
In thy hand I will be.
Melynda Williams
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Petal
Keep thine eye upon the petal,
Escape thy gaze from the thorn.
Such is life and its burden,
How the weight must be born.
Escape thy gaze from the thorn.
Such is life and its burden,
How the weight must be born.
Melynda Williams
3/7/2004
I contemplate my Savior,
Tear stained cheeks…dripping blood.
The sins for me He suffered,
The pain I caused…such a flood.
Meekly He offers mercy.
Patiently He does plead.
Relief for my soul is waiting,
To quench my every need.
Faith---just a particle,
And a touch of real desire.
Is all my Savior asks for,
All that He does require.
His hand is stretched forth gently,
Waiting for my grasp.
The decision is mine to make,
How firmly will I clasp?
He is a gentle companion,
An ever faithful friend.
The healer of my wounds,
The hurt He does mend.
Christ, my elder brother,
He has paid the cost.
My loving Lord and Savior,
Will never leave me lost.
Melynda Williams
Tear stained cheeks…dripping blood.
The sins for me He suffered,
The pain I caused…such a flood.
Meekly He offers mercy.
Patiently He does plead.
Relief for my soul is waiting,
To quench my every need.
Faith---just a particle,
And a touch of real desire.
Is all my Savior asks for,
All that He does require.
His hand is stretched forth gently,
Waiting for my grasp.
The decision is mine to make,
How firmly will I clasp?
He is a gentle companion,
An ever faithful friend.
The healer of my wounds,
The hurt He does mend.
Christ, my elder brother,
He has paid the cost.
My loving Lord and Savior,
Will never leave me lost.
Melynda Williams
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