WHY KINDNESS

 

 

TODAY YOU ARE 21

YOU WAIT IN LINE

IMPATIENT

LOTS TO DO

PLACES TO GO

 

TODAY YOU ARE 30

YOUR CHILDREN ARE IMPATIENT

AS YOU WAIT IN LINE

THEY HAVE LOTS TO DO

PLACES TO GO

IF ONLY THEY KNEW

THE PRESSURES YOU HAVE

 

TODAY YOU ARE 40

YOUR PARENTS ARE IMPATIENT

THEY NEED YOUR HELP

YOU HAVE KIDS THAT NEED YOU

YOUR PARENTS NEED YOU

YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND

WHY NO ONE REALLY UNDERSTANDS

 

YOUR MOM YOUR DAD

HAVE FORGOTTEN YOUR NAME

THEY'VE FORGOTTEN THEIR GRANDKIDS

THEY ARE WAITING TO DIE

YOU LOVE THEM

YOU CARE

YOU BREAK YOUR BACK FOR THEM

YOU JUST WISH EVERYONE WOULD UNDERSTAND

THAT KINDNESS GOES A LONG WAY

IF YOU TRY TO UNDERSTAND



His Heart

His Heart

It beats loud and strong

deep and far

inside my veins

inside my mind

It loves 

it loves deep

the sea between us 

could not consume it

it travels over waves 

surving all the tides

Her heart beats inside it

loving each moment

since their hearts met

his music is her lifeline

his soul is her light

Wilted Daisy

life boils over

scorching her edges

tired and wilted

ends her day 

shadows replace bustle

to the quiet of the night

She savors each droplet

that finds her petals

She dances and dreams

through nighttime's chorus

teardrops quenching Her thirst

with only her heart

she continues Her dance

while waiting for Him 

to bring back the light

Enough by Janette Marie

Enough for Everyone
why is everyone fighting
isn't there enough air
will a rocket a missile
make people free
why is everyone hating
isn't there enough Food
Flint's water is toxic so is our ocean
A wave and a nuclear plant
will we still be able to live
Why is everyone fighting
we have bigger fish to fry
When the Earth Goes we all go
why is everyone fighting
why is no one working together
why is there so little love


Earth Song  Michael Jackson

https://youtu.be/XAi3VTSdTxU

End

Artist:  Fabian Perez

The old laughs at the new

I told you so 

rings loud and near

Fear imprisons a heart

a soul ~ a life ~ a love

never to be

The effort, the work

to be what she is

shows no value ~ so let life win

let it take her

She's done with the battle

lost the war

Dreams of death

drowning offshore

that is the future

that is her end 

The Hour

(Fabian Perez - artist)


The hour has come and passed, the one in which our good night is silent
it steals my breath and forces the dark around me to swallow
it strips the light from the room from the sky and sends me drifting
ever so slowly into my goose feathered pillow
Dreams grab hold of my thoughts and whip them round and round my head
searching for the one, the one that he wants, that he dreams
and then steals the thought before I can see it;
and yet, I know
what it is he is dreaming

Belong

Belong
written by Janette

Lying in the dark
Night tries to take me
Refusing to let it grip me
My wrists are for His taking
Only Him
Waiting our time
in the emptiness of my home
my bed
knowing
I belong to Him
Waiting in the quiet
I hear Him call
His call to my soul
to allow His touch
through distance
to hold me ~ have me
As only He can
As only He understands
Only He is allowed
to take the Gift I Give
to Him
My Love
His

Yours

Tatyana Markovtsev - Artist

Written by Janette

Yours
Since time began
before heart took first beat
a woman knowing
you were there
no name; no face
a presence ; a soul
breathing and beating
together
until

You and I

                                   
(artist's name not able to read)

You breathe into my soul

giving life giving light

your gifts of word

bless my days

and 

torture my nights

each letter each word

touch my heart

caress my skin

they wet my mind

call my soul

you into me as I into you

like waves and sand

caress

so

you and I

FIREBALL

Fireball

you set it a flame

her heart 

words carelessly spilled

on the face 

she wears

everywhere

anywhere

you are

always

one step ahead

or more

you win 

She came for one purpose

she stays for another

she is not trapped

she is not bound

distance is safe

not only for you 

Her heart you hold

this is true

her mind she holds

as well as her cards

yes a fool she is

a fool she'll die

again you win

or do I?

Art

Leonid Afremov

 

 

 

 

Art
written by Janette

 

Throbbing in veins

tickling the edge of skin

beat of heart

pounding

breath warm

escaping

creating my world

coloring it

with wild wonderful

colors

painting pleasure

in eyes once tired

lifting lines

of face once sad

you

are art

the blood in my veins

the tenderness of my skin

the pulse that pleasures my heart

you capture my breath

and hold it close

you are my heart

 

 



Wanting

Saatchi Art Artist - Sara Riches

 

 

Wanting

by Janette

 

 

Wanting to be
your beauty

your jewel

 your desire

Wanting to be wanted

solely by you

Waiting

Waiting

 written by Janette

 

 

Alone

out of place

so alone

in the world

waiting

knowing

you

were somewhere

in the world

a mirror

of my

emotions

The Weight

One moment it's gone

one glorious moment

you smile

you shine

you breathe

as fool's gold fooled

you have been

upon shoulders

that cannot bear

one moment

it's gone

her smile

her shine

her breath

gone

The Magician

The Magician

written by Janette

He wows

He amazes

He holds their breath

inside their chests

the illusion

the promise

the wonder

of it all

the moment

it's pulled

out from under 

your feet

you split 

into two

so where

do I

land

Not Afraid of Loving

She was afraid

Not of loving

not of being loved

but of hurting

believing

finding fate

crushes her

fates set its design

on her

her life

her heart

crushed it so

convinced her

despicable is she

cruelty meant

served with her heart

Until

You

Curvey

Your are the straight

I am the curves

Curves you Crave

you are the logical

moving forward

I am the odd

the one that can't decide

what is best to run or to wait

I am the curves

you are my iron

hot and firm

I think you sometimes

choose to keep 

the iron on low

because my curves 

excite you

entice you

amuse you

Although I am curvy

I crave you trying

to

uncurl me

The Door

The Door

She sits alone

hair falling gently

out the window she gazes

mind is miles and lifetimes away

He is there watching

from the dark

through a doorway

hoping never to be discovered

Heart needing his touch

his essence is felt 

she longs for his touch

his mind ~ his love

She waits 

hoping

the door won't stop him

Diary

Diary

Words of youth lost 

pages never written

emotions stored deep

lost within a mind

a soul afraid to be free

If I wrote the words

would they find their way

to heaven a confession

or to hell for eternity

Would they cure or obscure

when all she searched for was him

that loves her without limit

he touches all the faded gold edges

of her diary ~ her soul

Innocent Eyes

Innocent Eyes

Really

Innocent

He knows they aren't

a small little fib

she's sent to the hall

missing her daddy

sent off to war

she learned other ways

for protection and care

principal falls victim

to her innocent eyes  

years have gone by

she's grown and moved on   

fallen now smitten

by his love and care

he doesn't fall 

for her innocent eyes