Much of what we hear
Is easily forgotten
But every now and then
A brilliant thought
Precious as a diamond
Is given to us—
To remain forever, unforgettable.
……….
I wonder if when we go from this life
The memory of it will remain,
Or fade, as quickly as a dream does
Upon awakening?
© Patricia Lamont
Archive for April, 2008
Unforgettables
Posted in poetry, tagged afterlife, poetry on April 6, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Turbulence
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged poetry, thinking on April 6, 2008 | 4 Comments »
One’s mind moves like restless waves of ocean
Surging up and down on foreign shore
Sifting, shifting, swirls in constant motion
Leaping forward, falling back once more.
Washed in froth – white-crested emotion
Till sand gives way to rock, secure and sure.
Then, turns the questing tide to calm devotion
And rests, in placid waters, centred as before.
© Patricia Lamont
The Story Tellers
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged poetry on April 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
We learn about life
From birds, nesting in tree tops,
And the song of the wind
As it plays through the leaves.
We watch all the changes
From season to season
That enrich and colour our days.
We learn from the programs
Of myriad creatures
Crawling or flying,
Coloured or plain,
From fish as they spawn
Or bees as they swarm
All telling it simply…
The Story of Life.
© [...]
That Was the Year
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged new years, passages, poetry on April 6, 2008 | 3 Comments »
The passing years are marked by some event
“The year we bought the farm…” – how it was spent
Twelve months of special friendships quickly went,
A summer’s camping trips, the cookout and the tent.
One year, unhappy time when someone died,
Or when a pet was buried – on the sunny side,
A snowy Hallowe’en, new birthday sled to ride,
And [...]
Summer Heat
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged leisure, poetry, summer on April 6, 2008 | 4 Comments »
I’m keeping the morning quiet
Behind unopened windows and doors…
Hear the plaint call of the curlews
And meadow-larks, out on the moors.
I shall keep the house shaded and silent,
No loud noises or shrieks of T.V.
There won’t be the clatter of footsteps
With just Cotton, the Persian, and me.
It’s Sunday, so no need to hurry
I can quietly sit here [...]
Speciality
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged love, poetry on April 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
When somebody makes you feel special
With a look, a word or a flower
How often do they realize
They’ve released a tremendous power?
The love, or just simple compassion,
Simply shown, through a smile or a touch
Seldom reveals to the giver
That their small act has meant so much.
Those happy hearts made to feel special
Almost always return love—and yet
Nothing and [...]
Pliancy on a Sea of Self-doubt
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged life stages, menopause, poetry on April 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Softly secreted
skin oils
warm pliancy
bloom of Youth
its companions self-
doubt, anger, jealousy,
rage, ambition,
disappointment, the
quest for Love…
Menopause and crepe
paper skin, a sea
of dryness and angst,
storm clouds
questioning meaning
tides changing, transition
then serenity and self esteem.
© Patricia Lamont
Rush Hour
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged life, poetry, time, time management, watches on April 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
My days are programmed
By my watch.
Strapped to my wrist
It schedules my life,
Regulating my desires
Meting out time-slots
Promoting meals and sleep,
Depleting my years
With ruthless precision
Until, in full rebellion:
I take it off!
Then I am free –
At least for a while
To hold each moment gratefully
As long as I wish,
Or spend it carelessly,
In living joyously!
© Patricia Lamont
A Plea for Poets
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged pleas, poetry, poets on April 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Poets see with different eyes
Condensing space and time
They vision future eras
Prophesy in rhyme.
Tuning in to inner ear
sounds near, an far away
Messages of joy, or warning
Picked up every day.
Poets walk a rock-strewn path
Beset by conscience’s call.
Seeming born before their time
Badgered by re-call,
When they say they must reveal
How things are, or will be
Give them hearing, grant them [...]
The Passing Year
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged poetry, seasons on April 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Snow is lacing the mountaintops
Summer has dwindled away –
Fall went by in a sunny haze,
It’s Christmas a month from today!
Leaves are all shaken off now,
Trees seem to be half asleep –
Ice has frosted the windows
As ice-trails get longer and deep.
The feeling is festive already
Cakes are baked, so is mince pie
Cards and gift lists are started
We’ll [...]
