Tag: hope

To Aria, Parker, Jaina, and Addy

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming21 Comments

Let’s do it again PaPa Jerry

I wish I could fly clear up to the sun

Push me higher; it’s only just a little scary

But swinging is really so much fun

 

Round and round and round it goes

It’s really hard to keep it up

Hula-hoops are fun you know

But not for you ‘cause you’re all grown up

 

I’m tired now PaPa Jerry

I do not want to take a nap

My eyes are heavy and I am weary

Can’t I just sleep here on your lap

 

I’m not ready for our time to be through

I really wish that you could stay

Don’t you know how much I miss you

Every time you go away

Progress

On By Jerry BrothertonIn flash, Short Stories14 Comments

Progress is never what it seems. It hides behind the mask of deceit. Progress always means change…change means money… but it’s always money for someone who has never had to live with the changes that progress has left them. Anytime you hear that they’re going to do a thing in the name of progress, you can bet that it’s just another way of saying, let’s take what’s beautiful, or intricately crafted, and turn it into something sleek, streamlined, cold…and ugly. Without warning progress will rip the heart from of a place and steal its innocents. It will pull the beauty from everything it touches and leave in its wake a crippled used up shell of what it once was.

To My Young and Innocent Jerry

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Free Verse, Poetry17 Comments

You are too impatient

In your eager search for the now

You’ve left no time for reflection

On ‘the once was’ or the ‘what will be’

I will tell you to slow down and enjoy the ride

I know you will not listen

You will not listen to anyone

Just stop trying so hard

Let us wear out our life

Listening to the wind in the trees

Feel the summer warmth on our face

Breathe the coolness of the evening

Hear the music of nature drifting across open meadows

Smell the intoxicating scent of wild flowers

Opening their souls to worship the morning sun

I know that in your rush to reach

What you believe to be success

You will ignore it all

Until you realize that it was not worth it

I pity your journey

The Past

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming16 Comments

A loving place where I did once dwell

But will never be allowed to return

You are the spring that feeds the stories I tell

The keeper of the things that I have learned

Each step I take is filled with memories

From a life that I once knew

Every smell from flower and tree

Pulls my thoughts back to you

There in those backyards of my memories

I recall my pledge from so long ago

That I will remain open and free

And cling to youth and never let go

Struggle to Be Free

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming21 Comments

We enter the world in perfect grace

No preconceived notions or bias

Of wealth, success, fame or race

No hatred, anger, or malice

 

It starts with a slap across the behind

To learn nothing can be taught without pain

We learn to cry and so we find

We can manipulate others for our own gain

 

We learn to crawl to get to things

Our mothers will not give

We learn to walk so we might know

A better way to live

 

We learn to run, too think, to try

To find what we are meant to be

We learn to hate, to steal, to lie

In our struggle to be free

 

We learn to love because we thought

We could not face the end alone

But everything must end, does it not

That’s the thing we’ve always known