Poetry of a Lifetime

Sunday, August 11, 2024

Nice and Slow

Won’t you love me

Love me all night long

Won’t you love me

Love me all night long

I’ll go nice and slow

You’ll finish nice and strong

Lord I’m thirsty

Thirsty just for you

Lord I’m thirsty

Thirsty just for you

I’ll go nice and slow

Make you happy too

Yes you’re crying

Long into the night

Yes you’re crying

Long into the night

I’ll go nice and slow

You cry with sweet delight

When you’re finished

You will close your eyes

When you’re finished

You will close your eyes

I’ve been nice and slow

Whisper your sweet surprise

by Bill Ferguson

Time

A path for you

Time

All you can do

Time

A movement to

Time

Where are you

Try to spend some more time

Keep walking the fine line

Time

For special things

Time

The seasons brings

Time

It makes you sing

Time

Working out kinks

Time’s too short to fool around

Set yourself to something sound

Time

Edge of everything

Time

All that it brings

Time

Loaded on springs

Time

Desperate things

If you took the time to see

Much you would try to be

Time

Then there was none

Time

To have some fun

Time

Try to out run

Time

Under the gun

Time is near yet so far

Faster than a speeding car

Time

by Bill Ferguson

Saturday, August 10, 2024

Handful of Dust

The world is a rather lonely place

Sit looking for some good news

When your name came up

I became fairly amused

Times were distant

Times were passed

Time had moved on from you

Still there was this feeling

That distance had not abused

A handful of dust

Floating on the wind

Heading over there

Coming back again

There were times when

That was all I knew

An handful of dust

Between me and you

Simple thoughts follow simple times

Looking for reason to explain

It was a hard learned fact

That we are all not the same

And in the end I think I knew

I always wonder if I did

My life was so confused

It was by grace of god that I lived

Ideas took us beyond our world

Ideas grand and sure

And brought us to a separate place

Where life is what we endure

There were many happy times

A world where I was alive

Then we both did grow up

It all felt contrived

We walked down separate paths

Sure in all we did

In the end all that was left

Is a world in which we lived

by Bill Ferguson

Accidental Paths

The doors are always open

This is a place to get warm

A place where you can talk

Safe from any storm

A little interaction

It may be all you need

Come in from the cold

This is the place to be

There are accidental paths

There are roads that are unknown

There are times to take a walk

Times to be on your own

Love is in the air

It may be all you need

Come in from the cold

This is the place to be

by Bill Ferguson

Friday, August 9, 2024

One Man Did Believe

Excitement on the fly

Relief was on a whim

To put food back on the table

To ease their suffering

Though it wasn’t easy

Difficult to achieve

He pulled his friends together

Live help was conceived

Not a dry eye in the house

Songs rising from the gloom

Pulling people together

Reaching far outside the room

On that fateful August day

Results were achieved

Stretching beyond their years

Much larger than was believed

At once there was born

Hearts showing with their bands

Making lasting contributions

To support fellow man

All because one man did believe

by Bill Ferguson

Where Is The Love?

Open windows

Open doors

Open hearts

Yearning more

Wishing love

Wishing warmth

Wishing comfort

Filling decor

In the silence

Love conjured

Filling dreams

Filling lives

Building means

Where is the love?

Where is the name?

Where is the heart?

Where is the claim?

Where is the love?

Where is the aim?

Where is its part?

Where is its claim

Feel the breeze

Feel the need

Feel your heart

Close the door

by Bill Ferguson

Thursday, August 8, 2024

Looking Into The Sun

What do you think now

What do you feel

Believe in purple diamonds?

You wish were so real

Your thoughts have escaped

Gone on the run

Taking your mind much further

Look into the sun

Your disappearance

Removed a thinking mind

Cultured corners were on the move

For their place and time

Ideas in repair

Visions from afar

Your thoughts have followed their own path

The door was left ajar

Cower by the window

Your heart in a bind

Is it pointless to ask

In your state of mind?

What made it troubled?

What pushed you away?

I am glad that you are safe

With a place to stay

by Bill Ferguson

Road To Nowhere

Give it up

I heard you shout

You are on the road to nowhere

Please keep up

You’re filled with doubt

You are on the road to nowhere

Inner blindness

Not willing to see

Inner blindness

Doesn’t work for me

Disturbing darkness

Fills you eyes

Rain pouring

From blue skies

Tear it up

What’s it about

You’re on the road to nowhere

The gig is up

It is a rout

You’re on the road to nowhere

There is life

There is love

There is your way

That’s enough

The path you follow

The path you see

Yours to live

Not for me

by Bill Ferguson