Poetry of a Lifetime

Tuesday, September 3, 2024

Kingsley

A voice calls out

Weakly in the dark

Breathing is rather shallow

A pain is in the heart

It is in this moment

When lights go off in my brain

Life is truly fleeting

For those who do remain

There was little to be done

Injuries were too great

We gave you love and comfort

Hoping to ease away your pain

There was this tender moment

When you ceased to be alive

Warm memories keep flooding in

Of life when you were fine

A cat at the crossroads

Curious to the core

Searching for adventures

Waiting outside the screen door

Stalking an elusive chipmunk

A butterfly if you pleased

Rest easily my friend

With your new inner peace

by Bill Ferguson

Monday, September 2, 2024

Wild Times In The Cemetery

Resurrectionists return in all their glory

Ghostly spectacles chasing down their dreams

Planners planning one more party

Family reunions under midnight beams

All the dead and mangled forms

Returning for one night

Discussing the state of their deaths

Everyone has a complaint

About a lifetime that’s gone by

Still claiming that it’s all a ruse

Wild times in the cemetery

All who enter will be confused

It's not the quiet place one supposes

The inhabitants will be elated at the news

Orators on the merits of rising once again

Hucksters still trying to sell their souls

Spectres and spectacles recreating deadly scenes

Nervous phantoms meeting to discuss the state of being dead.

Party crashers lates as always

Reluctant shadows checking out the score

Ghostly games played with skin and bones

Death deniers at their game

Boundaries of death have remained

When the sun shines they rest in quiet repose

Wild times in the cemetery tonight

All who enter will be confused

It's not the quiet place one supposes

The inhabitants will be elated at the news

by Bill Ferguson

Sunday, September 1, 2024

I Like

I like exploring thoughts

The possibilities inherent

The intrigue developed

The mind revelling

I like writing

I like touching ideas

Contemplative moments in time

I like exploring concepts that

Challenge and warm my heart

I like what inspires

Is uplifting

And encouraging

I like moments of intrigue

Where the plot thickens

Where the challenges are met

Where the unexpected happens

I like the moment

When writing is a surprise

I like interesting discussions

Where thoughts are shared

Without judgment

Accepted on merit

And explored respectfully

I like successes

Told through the stories of others

Seeing them overcome

Adversities

To achieve their goals

I like it when something old

Is seen in new ways

Opening the mind to new possibilities

I like stories that say

More than the storyteller intended

I like stories that become blended

Within different genres

Pushing boundaries

To show life

Varied and secure

I like a good book

I like smiles

When you least expect one

When they are like sunflowers

Reshaping a room

With elegance and poise

I like to be loved

That warm fuzzy feeling

That sneaks up on you

I like when it says

You are okay

You are at one with the universe

I like you

Far more than you will know

I like tender moments

When it’s just we two

Snuggling safe and secure

I like the wind

Whispering through your hair

I like the sounds of you relaxing

I like watching the moon

Shine in your eyes

I like the tenderness

Of your gentle sighs

I like the warmth

You bring to every situation

I like rainy days

Around a warm fire

I like quiet moments

Where thoughts are acquired

I like places

With a strong ambiance

Where you feel the warmth

And the history

Attached to every nuance

I like kind words

Showing patience and understanding

I like people who

Are honest to a fault

Yet understand perspective

I like driving to good tunes

Imbibing their power

To heal the mind

I like driving in snowstorms

Where snowflakes from Star Wars

Push the boundaries of your sight

I like discovering hidden gems

At the most inopportune times

Pushing understanding

Into areas intriguing and sound

I like twisting ideas

To see if they are interesting and useful

I like

Some many things

I can’t wait to see

What tomorrow brings

by Bill Ferguson

Saturday, August 31, 2024

Far Away Elsewhere

Clarets are warm and clear

Bouquets may just endear

You sashay for others dear

Far away elsewhere

I need something less complex

Move me away from this mess

Success is when you are

Far away elsewhere

Caches to be cleaned out

Entrees gone without doubt

Soiree’s without a pout

Far away elsewhere

Some set a higher bar

A thrum without a scar

A hum from where you are

Far away elsewhere

by Bill Ferguson

Tender Is The Night

She whispers

Scenes playing

Soft and gentle

Feeling so right

Tender is the night

Lightly she touches

Shock waves send

A searching look

That shows insight

Tender is the night

Inaudible sounds

Music heard

Deep and heartfelt

A brand new light

Tender is the night

Early she calls

Swishing her hair

Warm and inviting

Clearing the air

Tender she listens

Inviting

Open moments

Feel so right

Tender is the night

by Bill Ferguson

Friday, August 30, 2024

Where Does Life Ever Go?

Time has brought me here again

Wondering where it all began

Searching high and searching low

Where does life ever go?

First you’re young, then you’re old

Once were sad, now you’re bold

You reach out, pull back in

A holy life, a life of sin

Build it up, tear it down

Love in silence, built in sound

Say some words, take them back

Believe in peace, under attack

First in love, first in fame

Some do win and lose again

Build in thought, then negate

Seeking power, seeking rebate

First you crawl, then you run

Built in sadness, built in fun

Minds are hurt, then at ease

Planned out full, then released

Expanding middles, pushing edges

On the ground, standing on ledges

Building up, to let go

Words are said, thoughts unknown

Time has brought me here again

Wondering where it all began

Searching high and searching low

Where does life ever go?

by Bill Ferguson

People Be Talking Anyway

Something to be said

The way that you walk

When you cross the road

You make people talk

That’s alright

That’s okay

People be talking

Anyway

The way that you dress

You look real fine

When you cross the road

People lose their minds

That’s alright

That’s okay

People be talking

Anyway

The people that you meet

The way that you talk

Anything that you do

Will make people squawk

That’s alright

That’s okay

People be talking

Anyway

by Bill Ferguson