sow kindness
standing on shaky ground
even though there are answers to be found
somewhere in the written word
like tasty morsels and divine treats
but to uncover them, is quite a feat
understanding is required
and at this time, i lack that skill
for i am weary of the struggle
maybe i do not have what it takes
for discouragement wants it’s way..
r gould
listen my child
what do you hear?
if it hurts your ears
you are hearing
only fear..
stop and be still
listen for calm..
for in peace you’ll find me
morning and night
and all day long..
r gould
could you, would you, please
tone it down
or turn it off
are you telling the world
this is what you’ve got?
profanity is not pleasing
to my ears
especially when
i consider
that children hear..
if you are thinking
that it will get my vote
i am sorry to tell you
it seriously will not..
r gould
earth stretches
and slowly awakens
from its slumber
in no hurry
to please the masses
shivering from the cold
in its time
the earth warms
the ground beneath our feet
the activity of green growth
begins to make an appearance
and very soon
there will be an explosion of color
how very good our God
is to us
as He gifts us
with the beauty of Spring..
r gould
don’t regret
that you didn’t say the words
your heart held onto..
stuffed in your inner being
fearful of what might take place
if the truth was spoken..
don’t regret that you didn’t try
to make that call or send that note
that would have put your heart at ease
and free you, like a bird in flight..
don’t regret that you didn’t try to make amends
because pride stood in the way
or you were afraid of what you might say..
don’t regret that you didn’t say thank you
and yes, I love you.. too
don’t regret that you didn’t try
to reach out and now
you wonder why…
r gould
in the simple life I live, some days that is
i explore and look around
last week they caught my eye
and this is what i found..
small enough
to nestle in a flower
and sit contently for hours
maybe it was peering eyes of the intruder
that gave reason for hesitation
to leave it’s place of safety
on the high place
of a hollyhock plant…
r gould
numbers
on the scale
numbers
on clock
our lives
are based on
numbers
it’s a very sobering thought
outnumbered
by numbers
is that who
we are
do numbers
tell us
that we
have come far
or not..
in life
that seems
to give
those with
high numbers
the number one spot..
r gould
simple pleasures
that so easily come
digging in the earth
the feeling of dirt
on my hands…
I do not take it lightly
what my body can do
for with aging, my bones
feel not, exactly new…
but as long as I see beauty
in the simplicity of my day
it will keep my outlook healthy
to handle what comes my way..
rgould
The Model T’s came out today
on the road from Bend
they rambled our way
lucky me-i got to see
such pristine cars of old
in the sunshine you shone
many stories you hold
of days not the same
of a slower paced life
on simple roads of two lanes..
r gould
there are voices
that i hear
crying in the wilderness
of survival
crying for help…
hordes of demonic figures
move in the night
portraying to be
chosen..
will i
turn a blind eye
stick my head
in the sand?
it’s time
to awake from stupor
help carry
the sorrow
and pain
of a world
gone
further away
from
truth
and
prayer~
Words Like Honey 