I’ve listened to or read,
some of the greatest poets and bards,
that have left us their words through the years.
So many of those words,
have left my heart full of happiness,
and some others have moved me to tears.
Some wars have been started,
from the stirring speeches people spoke,
that sent many brave men to their grave.
Many eloquent tongues,
have demanded peace and harmony,
and we will honor those word they gave.
Fine words have been written,
upon our monuments and statues,
so history remembers their name.
Even some war mongers,
speaking words we must never forget,
have caused their nations to act in shame.
Some elaborate words,
have been used to describe how it feels,
anytime I come close to you.
Baby the sweetest words,
that these ears of mine have ever heard,
was when you said those two words,
“I Do.”
Category: Tercet
~Sound of Nature~
A small stream gurgles,
a cool brook babbles,
the river meanders along.
The sea waves crash,
the universe whispers,
it’s all part of nature’s song.
~Am I a Flower~
Where lies the line,
between humility and pride,
when does ambition become greed.
How short is the distance,
from disapproval to wrath,
between admiration and envy.
How easy is it to turn,
infatuation to lust,
indulgence into gluttony.
Will we know when,
relaxation becomes sloth,
or when a flower becomes just a weed.
~ Am I Original…
As I sit here and pen this rhyme
I wonder if there may come a time
someone else might have the same words to say
As we sit under the same moon
and write tales about a lover’s swoon
will we tell it in the very same way
There are only so many words
to use as nouns, adjectives and verbs
coincidence dictates it might be so
Cause I have read so many bards
that the chances might not be that hard
I could do it and never really know
After all there’s been many times
I’ve struggled to find a way to rhyme
the word horse with anything but ‘of course’
I guess I could make up a word
one nobody else has ever heard
like the evil stallion who bucked and ‘snorsed’
I don’t know why I worry so
there’s probably no one else you know
with a mind quite as twisted and depraved
So if you ever think for sure
you have read these exact words before
know that I didn’t mean to misbehave
~ Daydreaming…
If I could only be a summer breeze
gently stirring the leaves of aspen trees
while drifting slow across this valley floor
If I could only be a butterfly
then I could flit and float about the sky
rest upon some flowers to be adored
If I could only be a red tailed hawk
then the people would point at me and gawk
while high up above their heads I would soar
If I could only be a spotted deer
I would drink from the mountain stream so clear
I could see the trout swimming from the shore
If I could only gather up the nerve
I could give you the life that you deserve
I would never be alone anymore
But I cannot be any of these things
because it is a cowboy’s life I sing
and a cowboy I will stay evermore
Jerry Brotherton 