Poetry of a Lifetime

Wednesday, June 19, 2024

Stormy

Filled with cautious charm

Filtering through their words

Windswept horizons

Regretting what occurred

Stormy lovers

Pulling at the chain

Desiring their own way

Running for cover

Time and again

Limited words to say

With all that does remain

Wave swept beaches

Washing away the wounds

Heart broken moments

Seeking ways to exclude

Once they laughed

Until they cried

Loving moments

Held in a daze

They’re older now

Supposed to know how

To show that they are brave

by Bill Ferguson

To Be With You

Inspired

By the world you are designing

Inspired

With you the stars are realigning

It is written in my heart

In simple verse

You are loved

And all is right

I move mountains

I cross weathered seas

I soar on the wings of eagles

I smell the sweetness thyme leaves

Just to be with you

To feel the love that you live

It fills me too

Desire

To be at one with your life

Desire

To feel with you all is right

It is written in my heart

In simple verse

You are loved

And all is right

by Bill Ferguson

Tuesday, June 18, 2024

Words Flow

Words flow back and forth

A chess game in review

You can’t checkmate on your first move

Give and take is broken

When you settle into a groove

And ignore

What is said

For

What you want

What you need

What you desire

What you hope

Time does not fix broken hearts

Love does not lead you astray

You can’t simply take and not give

You can’t wash your feelings away

Words flow back and forth

I am talking to myself

You listen but don’t really hear

Only mutter on and on

Feeling betrayal

When you broke my heart

Time and again

For

What you want

What you need

What you desire

What you hope

by Bill Ferguson

Let It Pass

Bravery is a mindset

Not everyone has

Rock paper scissors

Contemplate and let it pass

by Bill Ferguson

Words Are Leaping

Your thoughts wait for the morning light

A night of writing has finally been fun

Sleep is not within your sights

Your thoughts are not settled and done

The pen scribbles on the paper

The picture forms in your eyes

Flashes of brilliance leap out

Of that there can be no disguise

At times like this I marvel at your world

Words leaping out

Capturing scenes,

Capturing souls

You settle patiently in your thoughts

Quietly they leave the room

Seeing you return to a simple discussion

Has sent me over the moon

In the daylight we wander and roam

We travel far and wide

Your eyes are all seeing

Picking at the fabrics they describe

At times like this I marvel at your world

Words leaping out

Capturing scenes,

Capturing souls

by Bill Ferguson

Monday, June 17, 2024

Love Well Designed

There is something about the way you think

There is something in the things you say

My mind keeps spinning around

Living for the day

I want your love here beside me

I want your love in my life

Because love from you

Is love well designed

There is something about the way you are

There is something that lights up my brain

Challenging me to be

Better than I am

I want your love here beside me

I want your love in my life

Because love from you

Is love well designed

Your love is meant to be shared

Thank you for sharing with me

Because love from you

Is love well defined

by Bill Ferguson

Love Is Going To Win

It was strange how it did begin

Knock out words for the win

Hearts on fire

Filled with desire

I think love is going to win

All it took was one look at you

Aura that shows the truth

Hearts on fire

Filled with desire

I think love is going to win

Words you choose, the things you say

I could never turn away

Hearts on fire

Filled with desire

I think love is going to win

by Bill Ferguson

Saturday, June 15, 2024

Existential Crisis

He steps up to the plate

He takes centre stage

He breathes in the foul air

Because it is all the rage

He marries young

He has two kids

Takes a job so he can live

Whatever that does mean

He drinks and smokes

Takes unnecessary risks

Doesn't think things through

He opts but doesn’t pick

His crisis looms

He wants more

He feels the rut of his choices

His options long ago were rather staid

He sees the world differently

He sees the world limiting his is

Calibrated by circumspect

Owned by societal bliss

An existential crisis looms

Mass hysteria paves the way

“You are so different than all the others

Why must you be this way?”

Will it ever end?

The rhythm goes on an on

Playing with his head

Same old familiar song.

by Bill Ferguson

Meanings Are Inferred

I love to listen to

The songs that you sing

Long into the night

Feel the warmth that you bring

Filling me with delight

Chase away the darkness

Clearing of the mind

Defining in the starkness

Another place another time

Certain feelings that were felt

Certain thoughts that did occur

Life is but a threshold

Of meanings that are inferred

by Bill Ferguson

Thursday, June 13, 2024

Methods In The Madness

Doors are open

Inviting

Awaiting their fate

Doors are open

Urging one

To contemplate

There are methods in the madness

There are fires in the soul

There are candles to be lit

Desiring self control

There are bells to be wrung

Hearts to be set on fire

Imaginations to be captured

Falling within desire

Minds are open

Appealing

Sharing quiet worlds

Minds are open

Elaborate

When you feel the need

by Bill Ferguson