Time on my hands

Unfortunately, I've been/still am horrendously sick for the past few days. It's not been cool at all since I just can't seem to shake whatever has such a hold on my body. But, I have had some extra time to contemplate many issues that have needed to be dealt with in my life. This next piece of work that I'd like to share is by no means complete, or beautiful, or fancy...but it's from the heart. It deals with the main issue that I've been wrestling with during this period of illness, and it doesn't resolve the issue, but it certainly clarified a number of things that I needed to get through my head. So without further ado, but not without wishing you and yours a Happy New Year, here is a piece entitled: Historicity.

~ Jon ~

Profound words to express
The deep thoughts in my heart,
Describe emotions suppressed,
A life almost fading,
For you I am waiting.

And how long will it be,
As time travels on,
Will love endure cruel history?
Will it stay true,
And only for you?

My comprehensive attraction,
Fleeting in times past,
Now give purpose to my action,
Love is my light,
My beacon at night.

Yet the verb in my love,
Stands dormant, untouched.
Illicit bonds killed my dove;
And so now I stand,
Young, with already tied hands.

So long have I suffered,
This lonely precious love,
Though naught’s been recovered,
And hidden I am,
I’ll nere love her less.

My heart cries out here,
Would that I could tell her,
Of my love that is so dear,
But honesty’s forbidden,
My façade remains intact.

This thrice-cursed silent pain,
Hidden from a tough out-side,
Seems strong enough to make a gain,
To rend and rear my heart,
To keep us two apart.

But, my heart always leaps, when she,
My angel of perfection,
Laughs and smiles, and speaks with me,
Then does time stand still,
In love’s gracious will.

Still, as my angel stands there,
My heart remains sad,
My true love lies concealed,
Hidden away from all,
I feel separated.

Her absence is my painful bain,
Though her presence hurts much more,
Longing for her my heart will remain,
Until she can see,
Sad’s the world to me,
Without her constant grace.

Joy will come in the morning,
God’s sun will rise to shine,
Thought I may still be mourning,
He my strength and glory,
Forever still will be.

With dedicated patience,
I’ll be waiting for my angel,
Looking forward to the inevitable day,
When nothing else I’ll be able to say,
But, I’ll love you forever…
Forever and always…

From the heart

Never too soft,
Always too quiet,
I beg for relief,
She appears too oft.

Out in the dark,
I travel the path,
Searching for you,
And your lovely mark.

I see distant light,
It beckons me for'wd,
She's standing there,
Shining all a'bright.

My spirit once lost,
Now has returned,
And everything here,
Bright in this world,
Reflecting her light,
Radiating hope,
She burns evermore...
No matter despite,
My presence around her.
For life now is mine,
What was lost was her light.

And I'm glad that I can at least see it...
let me know if you like this. Maybe I'll post more :-)
If not, tell how much you don't like them . I'm also always open to suggestions for improving on these poems...so don't hesitate to let me know.

~ Jon ~

Poetry...

I really don't have the mind of a poet; I just like trying to be creative and expressing my heart through various means of creativity. This afternoon I thought up this short blurb in a moment of emotion and through a burst of originality...I think Anyway...Enjoy...And let me know what you think, I'll be posting more of my "work", expressions rather, later.
~ Jon ~

Each time in my life,
I look up and see,
Your face is right there,
so charming to me.

One never will tell,
at the end of the day,
how emotion inside,
controls potent sway.

Sway over my life,
hold over action,
reign over my heart;
I gladly confess,
You're my gorgeous infection.

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Word Up?

This is a test...will be posting later...