When life is low
and the blows keep coming
never forget
you are not alone.
That I am here
by your side
each step you struggle
to take.
No matter how long
whatever the consequences
we will weather this storm
together.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
“What can I say that you don’t already know? You were there. You saw what happened. I’m not sure what help I can be at this point.” Teresa threw up her hands in exasperation, turned and paced away.
“Ever little bit helps,” Tom said gently. He knew he had to tread carefully or he would lose her, and he desperately needed her help if he wanted to do this. Taking a step towards Teresa he tried again. “It was early morning. You heard a noise and went outside to investigate….” He waited patiently for her to finish the story.
Sighing as if her bones were weary, Teresa dropped her hands to her side. “I didn’t see anything at first and was about to go back inside when the sun broke over the mountains and…,” she hesitated. It was so unbelievable that after all this time and God only knew how many tellings she still could not believe what she had seen. Looking up into Tom’s eyes, letting the desperation and awe she was feeling fill them, she whispered, “Could it be true? Could they really exist?”
“I want to believe they do,” Tom said quietly, taking another step towards her. When he was close enough that she had to look up at him, he gently cupped her face. “What we witnessed…. It was a miracle.”
“Or a curse,” Teresa muttered placing her forehead on his chest. “Everyone thinks we are crazy.”
Tom smiled. “Not more so than usual.”
Teresa could not stop the laughter that broke through her tears. Once she gained control, she looked up at Tom, the awe returning to her face.
“They really do exist, don’t they,” she breathed.
“Yes, they do,” Tom whispered solemnly.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
Milestone
Iconic
Too many
years gone past
My mind says
No!
My body says
Oh hell yes!
It’s just a number
on the wall of life
There is still more to see
Here’s to fifty years
waiting to be.
Actions
speak louder than
words,
yet one word
cuts deeper than
the sharpest knife.
We reap the rewards
of selfless acts,
yet no deed goes
unpunished.
Love is all encompassing,
blissful
full of joy,
yet at the same time
love can
destroy.
To every up
there is a
down.
The decision is yours
which to choose
to dwell on.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
I do not care
his sins.
They have no hold
over me,
nor will they
have any hold
over him.
I choose him.
To hold him,
love him,
free him.
Take your token,
keep your promise.
I chose to embrace darkness
so he can see the light
within.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that firs initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy.
The choices we make,
chances we take.
Right or wrong
is the cost worth
the price?
Some wait in the wings,
watching,
judging.
Never taking that first step.
The fear of the unknown,
of being alone,
to great.
Waiting for someone else
to give them direction,
strength.
All the while hating,
despising,
those with courage,
a will of their own,
perceived freedom
to be alone.
Not understanding
while fearless outside,
the same doubt,
fear
dwells within.
The choice is,
will always be,
give into those fears,
remain in the darkness,
allow others
to own your soul,
or break free.
Live
Love
Make those choices
on your own.
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This is a poem/story that came to me while driving and listening to Phil Collin’s, In the Air Tonight. Where it has seemed to take on a mind of it’s own, as with all stories, that firs initial push to write furiously has slowed down. So I will post as soon as my stewing and listening to the song repeatedly give me inspiration. If you have just found this story, here is the link to Part 1. I hope you enjoy. 🙂
Fluid in movement
Reaching towards the heavens
Searching for something
Elusive
Praying for miracles
Never to be given
Weeping in the darkness
While flames lick my skin
Scorching
Burning away sins unnamed
Chaos threatening to
Overwhelm
Turning away
Spurning love
Unworthy
While secretly yearning
Whispering in dawn awakening
Despite odds overwhelming
No time left
Decision made
I will fight
I will be victorious
I will survive
Copyright 2016 Heidi Barnes
This came to me a couple of nights ago. A lot of times I don’t know where my poems come from, but I usually have an idea what they might mean. This one I am at a loss. What I do know is this poem appeared in my head with a force that said it needed to be written. I have tried to see if there is maybe more, but nothing comes to mind. Maybe it will make sense somewhere later in my life, or maybe it will resonate with you. If it does I would like to hear why. 🙂
I walk under the ocean
where the green grass grows.
Thunder wakes me
and I wonder where I come from
is where I need to go.
© 2015 Heidi Barnes
Let me know, because I would really like an answer to this riddle. 🙂
You stepped away
Only for a moment in time,
Yet it seems like a lifetime ago
That you held me in your arms
Telling me you love me,
That you will never leave me
No matter what life throws are way.
Giving me the security that only
Unconditional love can give.
Then a stranger took it all way.
Yet as I crave the safety of your arms,
The soothing sound of your voice,
I still feel that you are here,
Watching over me
Protecting me as you promised
So many time before.
And I know that one day
I will once again feel your arms around me
Hear your voice promising me that
You will always be there for me.
That I will once again be
Home.
© 2015 Heidi Barnes
I walk through shadows
with Death by my side,
his hand on my shoulder
his eyes wise.
We walk as old friends
with stores to tell,
for this is not the first time
we’ve walked this trail.
My time has not come
to leave this realm,
it is for comfort he comes
to reassure another is well.
My life long dance
will end soon enough,
so I will try to live each moment
to the fullest,
for before I know it
my hand he will take
and lead me towards
the next chapter my journey will make.
© 2015 Heidi Barnes
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