Monday, July 1, 2024

Not On The Agenda

You begin a love affair

But are taken for a ride

Lost in love

You decide to let it slide

A revolving door

It’s not on the agenda

Not on the agenda

With words galore

An ancient voice

Lost in love

That’s heard no more

Fills you with pride

It’s not on the agenda

Not on the agenda

You keep losing track of time

Wondering if it’s eight or nine

Lost in love

But it’s not on your mind

You keep wanting more

It’s not on the agenda

Not on the agenda

by Bill Ferguson

The Road Less Traveled

We stand

Because we believe

No effort

To try to deceive

No soap box

To a journey’s end

No roads

To try to pretend

No accident

No broken path

Honesty

That is meant to last

Open eyes

No heart to mend

Just seeing

What is in the end

Take the road less traveled

Take the path to the truth

Be who you have to be

Live with providing proof

by Bill Ferguson

Now and Forever

Path was filled with thorns

Voices were filled with scorns

And still we moved on

Hearts that couldn’t share

Made sure we were aware

And still we moved on

Love kept us together

Trust kept us together

We believed

We conceived

Still we were together

Now and forever

We are together

Now and forever

by Bill Ferguson

Sunday, June 30, 2024

The Touch

Her curly hair

Frames

Her smiling face

As she reclines

Comfortably

Eyes closed

Sensing

The inimitable

Light touch

Of his fingers

As they trace

The curves

Of her body

by Bill Ferguson

All About You

It’s a process

But then I digress

It means more to everyone

Who listens

Words provide space

With eternal grace

Constantly searching

For meaning

Life to unfold

Stories to be told

Providing meaning that

Is our own

Thoughts are unknown

Until hearts are sown

Sharing becomes a path

For living

Hearts grow fonder

The mind does wander

Leading us to decide what

We are after

Once you do try

To live and get by

Absurdity breaks out

In laughter

There is love

There is hate

There is meaning

There is debate

Interpretation is not a sin

No one loses and no one wins

We are one and not the same

Building a life in all but name

In the end

Your life

Is all

About

You

by Bill Ferguson

Saturday, June 29, 2024

March 2020

The wind blows across the open fields
Elevating sound to just above silence.
There are no trucks as I walk
Down the middle of the road.
No noise from the highway.
No discernible sounds.
It is a strange feeling
Yet it is stark in the peacefulness.
A deer crosses the road in full daylight.
There is some rustling in the leaves
A chipmunk appears and then darts off.
Turkeys appear, taking their time
Searching for fresh meals.
There is no sound of busyness
No people sounds
No sound at all
Except the wind,
Gently blowing across the field
In March of 2020
Copyright 2024
by Bill Ferguson
All Rights Reserved

Is Your Love?

The words do flow

From lips that are known

Lingering on the charts

Of our souls

Travel the road

And feel alone

Wishing for a heart

To call your own

And in time

You will find

Things do mess

With your mind

What you want

What you need

Are within you

To succeed

This is what life is

Warm and cold

And full of bliss

Hearts are broken

Hearts are torn

Hearts do mend

Hearts are forlorn

This is what life is

Gingerbread house

Portly dormouse

Life that lives and dies

Try it on for size

by Bill Ferguson

Friday, June 28, 2024

Wild Winds Blowing

They say to seek out what you need

They say you won’t hurt until you bleed

Wild winds blowing

Clear my head today

They say there is calm before the storm

They say society is the sacred norm

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

They say the grass is greener over yonder

Wild winds blowing

Clear my head today

They say to look before you leap

They say you have to find before you keep

They say your heart knows what to do

They say you will find a love that is true

Wild winds blowing

Clear my head today

Strong In Love

His thoughts were always with her

His thoughts found a way to console

He reached out and held her

In ways that were good for her soul

He sung songs through the night

He sung songs restive and secure

Her heart was enamoured

With his gifts sure but true

There were times when she wondered

Who will ease his pain

With her illness she could not

Return there once again

Strong in love, strong in faith

She would remain

Strong in love, strong in faith

For him once again

Her body brought her a torment

Her mind remained strong and sure

His love and strength was enough

But love isn’t always a cure

His songs rose to the occasion

Easing the pain in her mind

Filling a quiet need

That could not be undermined

There were times when she wondered

Who will ease his pain

With her illness she could not

Return there once again

Strong in love, strong in faith

She would remain

Strong in love, strong in faith

For him once again

Thursday, June 27, 2024

There Was A Story

There was a story

Lost somewhere in his words

It flittered and flowed

In usual cadences

Rising to tempt the mind

With subtle thoughts

Disjointed

Yet liberating

There was a story

Lost somewhere in his words

by Bill Ferguson