Tuesday, September 28, 2010

A Dream for You

A wonderful thing a mind can do, and that's is to dream. Most people cannot control their dreams. It is a product of a subconscious mind. Physically, you appear to be sleeping, but a mental condition exists that claims your mind is awake, and it is what we know as a dream. What do you really want to dream about? Maybe it's your upcoming vacation, or a vacation that you remember that was already taken. For me, I would hope it could be about that very special person in my life. In the past, I could hardly remember any dream. But presently now married to Virginia, I seem to now have dreams that I can remember, great dreams, that are kind of personal. But it's just the thought that I truly dream about Virginia that proves that our relationship is special. The following poem, written by Richard Netherland Cook, is a specal poem in which everything is happy and beautiful forever.

A Dream For You
© Richard Netherland Cook

If I could dream
The dream I wanted too,
I would close my eyes,
And dream a dream for you.

I would give you all the world,
That you are deserving of,
And to you I would give
My everlasting love.

I would see to it,
That you were never sad.
And nothing in your life
Would ever happen bad.

I would wish for you,
All things would go your way,
And you would always be happy,
Each and every day.

In my dream
You would stay 
Just as beautiful
As you are today.

Life for you would be as perfect
As the blueness of the sky,
And no one would ever hurt you,
Or ever make you cry.

I know it's just a dream,
But if dreams could come true,
I would close my eyes,
And dream a dream for you.

Richard Netherland Cook
Copyright, 2007

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Truly Knowing Yourself

I can remember the times before I met my wife Virginia, and during these times, I felt that I had everything in my life, but later to find out how wrong I was. Two prior marriages, two women who were part of my life, I thought I knew my feelings and my heart, but I didn't. Many years passed when I actually thought that I had everything a man could surely want in life, but I realized how wrong I was when I finally met my wife Virginia. As the saying goes, the third time is the charm, and surely it was. never have I ever been so happy as I am now, nor how much fulfillment I have in my life all because of the most special woman in my life, Virginia. Below is a poem by Joanna Fuchs, a terrific writer who writes from her heart.

Until I Met You
By Joanna Fuchs

Before I met you,
I thought I was happy,
and I was,
but I had never known
the rich contentment,
deep satisfaction,
and total fulfillment
you brought to me
when you came into my life.
Before I met you,
I felt a lot of things,
good things,
but I had never experienced
the indescribably intense
feelings I have for you.
Before I met you,
I thought I knew myself,
and I did,
but you looked deep inside me
and found fresh new things
for us to share.
Before I met you,
I thought I knew about love,
but I didn’t,
until I met you.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Even with a sense of 'Hopelessness' you can find the Answer

Obviously, not all poems are about love. Not all poems are about happy times. One of those not so happy times can be when you feel a sense of hopelessness. It is a feeling of abandonment, a feeling of loneliness. It is a time that bears the fact that nothing will help. It is a time that many people turn to their faith for answers, not expecting that an answer will come. It is a time that you wander aimlessly, not knowing which way to go. The following poem demonstrates this terrible feeling, but people who experience hopelessness must realize that they are not alone. They must realize that tomorrow may and most likely bring along a better day. When you experience hopelessness, it is just another way that God is testing you. If you feel that you are falling into this void of despair, then know that things can and will get better. The better day will come with your patience, and your trust in all that is good around you, including your faith.

by Weeping Wolf

So it comes down to this.
Dreams burned into the dust
Joys swept under the rug
Trembling beneath the smile,
Tears trying to hold back tears
Like getting lost on a rainy road
without a home. without a friend.

All my sunny days are gone
All my lonely nights are long
I have friends but none that see
the chains are gone, but am i free?
And not a caring word to be spoken
Not a pair of open arms to be known.

Who will help me make it through another day?
Sweet Jesus, what encouragement could you say?
When I feel i have turned the other cheek
to be hit down again and again, to what gain?
When I let them drag me, pull me down,
to be their lamb to the slaughter, for what pain?

All my sunny days are gone
All my lonely nights are long
Oh I've lived the passion and I've felt the rain
But how long to wait till love surpasses pain?

Sunday, September 5, 2010

The Mystery behind POEMS

Unlike news stories, poems never seem to grow old. They are never yesterdays news. In some cases, they may have an effect to have direct bearing on the news of the day. It could be last years news or todays news, and it surely may relate to news that is yet to happen. Words of a poem can reflect on past, present and future days events. So unlike news stories, they never grow old. A poem written 200 years ago may have an effect on someone who reads it today. In many cases, they can have an effect on a person that a major news story can bring. Poems sometimes represent the simplest, yet most complete outine of a subject. It can catch the eye of a reader in the least amount of words, better than any short story. A good poem is a very special poem. It could be a special poem for someone, whether it is for a loved one or a friend, or even a poem of inspiration. A poem could contain just a bunch of words that rhyme, but then can also contain words with deep meaning, and may have a story to tell. Don't think that poems are just for ladies. If you ever wanted to dig deep inside of yourself and write some serious stuff, try writing a good poem.

What are Poems

Poems can be words that symbolize you.

Poems are images that you imagine.

Poems are conversations or voices that you want to profess from your heart.

Poems can be noises of different sounds.

Poems are things that can happen.

Poems can be feelings that cannot be expressed in other ways.

Poems are laughter of the people who cry inside. A form of expression.

Poems wouldn't exist without someone writing them or someone reading them.

Friday, September 3, 2010

Wishful Thinking - The Kind that Comes True

My wife Virginia, as supportive as she always is, has convinced me to continue writing, even though I've had some reservations recently to do so. Sometimes I have the time to contemplate and write my own poems. Sometimes like now, I don't really have the time, but since there are so many poems published and available on the web, I thought I may share them with you from time to time. The following poem is one of those I would like to share.   When I think of my wife, sometimes I catch my self daydreaming, or maybe it can be considered wishful thinking. 

Wishful thinking is the formation of beliefs and making decisions according to what might be pleasing to imagine instead of by appealing to evidence or rationality. Have you ever wished for something? It could be the simplest of wishes that can grant you the most pleasure. In a relationship between two people, that can definitely be the case, even with just a little wishful thinking.

Wishful Thinking
by MDK

Sometimes I wish . . .
I could be a star,
I 'd shine down on you
And brighten up your midnight sky . . .

Sometimes I wish . . .
I could be the moon,
I'd light your way
And guide you through
the night . . .

Sometimes I wish . . .
I could be the wind,
I'd blow my breeze upon you
And cool your warm nights . . .

Sometimes I wish . . .
I could be all these
So that some way, somehow
I could be near you even for a moment . . .

Sometimes I wish . . .
I could be all these
Just for you . . .

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