Two Poems

Sweet Peas at Sunset

As the evening approaches

I sit on my lounge chair

Listening intently to the silence

As the sun falls slowly from the sky

I wonder about the days

The times when life is long

When sense is not made and 

Talk is allowed to be cheap

Then I gaze at the flowers

The birds rustling in the bushes

And I stop for a moment

As silence seems to envelope me

That is when I hear the "pop"

A surprising sound near the porch

Like popcorn on the skillet

Sunset's glow has ignited the seeds

From the radiant orange light

with its warm blanket of heat

Bursts forth new life - a seed

It falls...to begin the cycle again

Waiting for Hope

I sit here staring at the ceiling

This wasn't how this day was planned

I yawn, sigh, and shed a tear 

Why today? Why any day? 

The silence of the room is broken

A piercing alarm sounds

Making the heart race again

Leaving only the rhythm of the Ventilator to calm the soul

Tonight seems to drag on

One minute after another

Until time seems to stand still

Leaving only raw emotions to surface

The prayers are no longer eloquent

Instead they spew like painful cries

"Damn this pain-filled world!"

Where is the hope in this moment? 

Lord, have mercy, NOW!