Poetry of a Lifetime

Tuesday, August 20, 2024

The Overlook

The Overlook sits on a mountain

Snow covered in its wait

For those whose power are fountains

To wander into its fate

No one looks in the darkened window

No one pushes through the door

Nary a thought enters it windrow

Where rue is lamented more

Dark clouds are a distraction

Dark thoughts become aware

The simplicity is the attraction

Living on in its despair

The overlook sits on a mountain

Attractive well defined

Vacating thoughts for a moment

Capturing what’s in your mind

by Bill Ferguson

When The Light Begins The Day

When the light begins the day

Minds are open and on their way

Spent time searching the hot coals

Look what the new day holds

Coffee and music begins

People revert to their sins

When the light begins the day

Social is as social does

Fits some like a brand new glove

Working in factories

Giving you what you need

When do you chase your desire?

When are you lit by your fire?

When the light begins the day

New opportunities at play

New dragons to be slain

New begins again

Learn by rote in classrooms

Seal your fate in your doom

Your interest wanes quite a lot

Not happy with what you’ve got

Learn to follow your inner fire

Pulling you out of the mire

by Bill Ferguson

Monday, August 19, 2024

On The Way To Be

There are dreams that touch your soul

Parts of life you seem to know

On the way to be

There are times you reach the clouds

Push limits that are allowed

On the way to be

You wonder where the truth lies

Stop and try some on for size

On the way to be

Just who you are

When there is love for you

When there is love for two

When there is love to be prepared

When there is love to be dared

When there is love to be shared

When there is love in the world from you

On the way to be

Who you are

On the way to be

Just who you are

Skipping rocks on the lake shore

Relaxing moments for your core

On the way to be

by Bill Ferguson

Where There Is Love

You’re a light in my eye

A star up in the sky

A bumper for my collision

An insight in my indecision

You’re a reason for my love

Shining through true enough

You fill up all my world

Leaving no stone unturned

Where there is love

There is you

Being one is what we do

Where there is love

There is you

Shining on through

by Bill Ferguson

Sunday, August 18, 2024

Fires Burning

I’m not going to beg and plead

We can talk if there’s a need

No point in messing round

I’ve already landed on the ground

My heart’s between my knees

Wide open so all can see

I love you and no one else

You are just not yourself

There’s fire in the hold

And fire in your eyes

Now you are someone else

I don’t like this disguise

I don’t need fires burning

Open heart, open mind

Has got me in this bind

Love runs deep and runs sure

Then this does occur

Hoping for some real change

Before lives are rearranged

Thoughts of love thoughts of need

We can move there indeed

by Bill Ferguson

Going To Do

There are roads

Dusty and dire

The heat is on

When you perspire

Meanings cost

Misconstrued

Time slows

You have snoozed

All eyes turn to me

Quietly urging me

Their coldness turns me blue

Here I am waiting

For you

Come on

Let's go

What are we going to do?

Thoughts are lost

Jumbled up

You watched Rome burn

And you were gone

There is no time

To explain

Memory loss

Is not a game

by Bill Ferguson

Saturday, August 17, 2024

In Your DNA

Is it written in your DNA?

Can you reach your forefathers minds?

Are there shared thoughts and ideas?

Are there ties that bind?

It just seems natural

To see things the way they did

Now I need to know

If our minds

Are completely planned

To learn

To grow

To accept

To know

How do thoughts pop out of nowhere?

How do we see things we never learned?

Can we be at one with their past?

Can we be in their know?

Are these really your thoughts?

Are they a continuation of their lives?

Are there shared thoughts and ideas?

How does this come alive?

by Bill Ferguson

The Roseneath Carousel

Sixteen panels reflect

Northumberland County

Setting a backdrop

For forty

Painted basswood horses

That sit

Three abreast

On a wooden platform

Balanced well

As the small motor

Whirs

Into life

Making the horses prance

For their riders

Circling the panels

Creating scenarios

Usually seen

In old movies

Inviting

Memories

To last

Beyond

The edges of time

by Bill Ferguson

Friday, August 16, 2024

Facing Closed Doors

Clothed in darkness

She appraised the situation

Contemplating thoughtfully

She rose

Composed

Embracing who she was

Rephrasing comments

She gracefully refuted

Their arguments

Displacing their ignorance

With blazing foresight

Outlining a future enriched

With many moments

As she faced

Closing doors

by Bill Ferguson

Danced Into Fire

It was a warm summer night

You were chancing a dance with me

If this did work out right

Romance waited at the seams

There was fire in your eyes

A grand thought had sprung to life

Enhancing the smile on your face

Your hand warm in mine

All night long we danced

Danced deep with desire

Murmuring sweet words

As we danced into the fire

A glance that was exciting

It advanced my beating heart

A brand that was so inviting

Fanning what we did start

by Bill Ferguson