JENNIFER M. CROY

JENNIFER M. CROY

 

LOVE RUNS THROUGH TIME          

Love runs through time          

Stop the clock ticking…

Freeze the image in your mind

Never forget the love you found

When love runs through time…

My heart will go the distance

My love for you never ends

I drift away slowly

Haunting my dreams

Stop the clock ticking…

Freeze the image in your mind

Erase a single moment in time

As I long to feel your touch

When love runs through time… 

TWILIGHT SKY

A twilight sky sparkles with a wink

In a purple mystified haze

Shrouds the clear heavens above

An owl hoots in birch tree, loudly

White feathers and brown flow

In the breezy wind

Serenely the clouds pass by

Where the moonbeams glow

And the moon is full

Twilight sky mellow gray

Fainted hues of color

On a painted sky

Sunset scattering…

                

AS A WRITER

My words jot down on a piece of paper

Thoughts, persons, storylines collide

Imagination, creativity, love’s blind

Distraction stay away, as I think and write my way…

As a writer express my feelings and

Process imperfection, criticism take

To heart how you want your words to say…

As a writer the words brainstorm

Your thinking cap, but time to time

There can be a writer’s block

A voice inside will not be still

Recognition as a writer, never stops

A dreamer never gives up the gift

              

A POET’S MIND

It’s a matter of perception that determines our mood

A sweet sing of refrain

We do what or say we can do

A poet’s mind, truly state of mind…

A conscious attitude, some learn

Nothing new, while others are

Grateful for each new day

And do what they can do

Music, poetry, words express

Young at heart and old

A poet’s mind is always foretold…

A SEASON’S LIFE

We have four seasons that come to life

Summer, spring, winter, and fall

Leaves falling from the sky

Swimming in the ocean in warm  salty water bubbly foam current waves

Walking along the sand, taking each other by the hand…

Flowers come spring and sunshine sprouts, watering all the flowers about

Winter is cold and brisk

Snowflakes falling on eyelashes

Sleds, snowball fights, hot chocolate

Warms the blood and cold toes

Fall colors turn leaves

That flutter to the ground

JENNIFER M. CROY