Holding goodness in our hearts

Posted by Gerry on September 17th, 2017

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From the depths of sadness
Memory brings forth
Moments of tenderness
In dreams
In the moment
That it is a dream
Thus comfort becomes
The knowledge that past tenderness
Resides in the heart
And wanders around the inner mind’s realm
Memories of comfort
Near the depths of the soul
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Anne with glasses
With goodness in our hearts
and sadness in our eyes
we said goodbye

We had felt the depths
and seen too much
when we said goodbye

Strength can hold the heart aloft
though tears in trials flow
as we said goodbye

Time is healer of the heart
Mind’s eye throws us back
to when we said goodbye

Many hearts through fits and starts
Have seen some better things
as we said goodbye

Time does not erase our feelings
and silent tears return sometimes
to when we said goodbye

Holding goodness in our hearts
as we gaze beyond
when we said goodbye

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National Hold Onto Your Gruntle Day

Posted by Gerry on September 12th, 2017

After long such time
I have come to be
grizzled not disgruntled
because for the longest time I joked
that I still had my gruntle
bureaucracy and absurdity
could not dislodge
the strong strings that held my gruntle in place

winds have whipped the winnowed wisps
between the humor of my heart
held fast through hours contemplating
the unexplained endless circulating
mysteries of madness
brought about by life’s
boundless hope or sadness

to move ahead is the only choice,
moving back has gone beyond
and showed the place
of unexplainable grace
as breath and chuckles meld

all the people’s perspectives perspired
to cool frustrations ire
stumbling into choices
of reward or desire
that led to places
and left the traces
of incomprehensible and the unthinkable
until arriving here

neither faith nor fear has brought this near
just the force of people’s choices
hearing their voices
and wondering all the days
maybe I could change my ways

gruntle served to smooth the rough
as I accepted fate,
it could be my fault
or some other trait
that brought me
well enough along to have to say
on this day
gruntle has its place

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