practice love not hate
before it's too late
but how to love in the midst of this
can only be left to one's own belief.
Showing posts with label A Poem by Cathy Gruman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Poem by Cathy Gruman. Show all posts
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
You and you and you (A Poem by Cathy Gruman, revised 10/3/10)
One two
I love you
and you
and you
and you
and if I turn away in shame
and gather my wits to handle pain
will you remember the love I gave
forgive my momentary wane
or push me away just the same
as though I never gave at all
or supported you in your fall?
The times when others turned away
when you weren't pretty
I chose to stay.
So will you allow me here
this moment,
or not
and still receive love
from you
and you
and you
and you?
Monday, October 26, 2009
Rocking It Loud (A Poem by Cathy Gruman)
I was puttering around the house one day listening to a Tina Turner CD. She sounded so amazing and was so uplifting that it inspired me to write this poem about her and other women that I admire.
Tina Turner rocks it loud
and makes music with the crowd.
Merchant sings melodically
and takes her point to the unth degree.
Cowboy Junkies softly bring
you and me together with subtlety.
And we move on from our past,
the stains remain but the hope lasts.
Some rock, some talk, some sing,
some give away their hearts
holding hands of little ones
that only love can bring.
Zoie girls sing their praises
looking pretty and bringing it real
making their points to heal.
Dollie Parton in all her glory
has humility.
She brings it on with her voice
and her smile illuminates her space.
Audrey Hepburn, what a lady.
She danced, she sang
she lit up the screen,
though in her early years
she lived the horror of 1943.
She did what she could to stay alive
and miraculously she survived.
Her life moved on to Hollywood
it brought her fame,
not her heart though,
just opportunity.
Her life ended in the arms of starving children
unlike you and me.
And we move on from our past
the stains remain, but the hope lasts.
Some rock, some talk, some sing.
Some give away their hearts
holding hands of little ones
that only love can bring.
We do, we talk, we dance, we sing,
we act, we work, we play
and eventually our hearts lead us to where we need to be.
Tina Turner rocks it loud
and makes music with the crowd.
Merchant sings melodically
and takes her point to the unth degree.
Cowboy Junkies softly bring
you and me together with subtlety.
And we move on from our past,
the stains remain but the hope lasts.
Some rock, some talk, some sing,
some give away their hearts
holding hands of little ones
that only love can bring.
Zoie girls sing their praises
looking pretty and bringing it real
making their points to heal.
Dollie Parton in all her glory
has humility.
She brings it on with her voice
and her smile illuminates her space.
Audrey Hepburn, what a lady.
She danced, she sang
she lit up the screen,
though in her early years
she lived the horror of 1943.
She did what she could to stay alive
and miraculously she survived.
Her life moved on to Hollywood
it brought her fame,
not her heart though,
just opportunity.
Her life ended in the arms of starving children
unlike you and me.
And we move on from our past
the stains remain, but the hope lasts.
Some rock, some talk, some sing.
Some give away their hearts
holding hands of little ones
that only love can bring.
We do, we talk, we dance, we sing,
we act, we work, we play
and eventually our hearts lead us to where we need to be.
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