HOUSE OF STONE

The woman sits in the silent house.
Always she is alone.
Even when the children surround her
playing on the patio of stone.

Her husband present or often gone
Does not a difference make.
Because the relationship between them
has long been ready to break

She hopes for the best with a prayer
And repeats to herself “it’s okay.”
But the heart of a betrayed wife
aches on through the rest of the day.

"If it were just another woman
I could fight for his attention
But he’s rapt in success and power
and his career has all his devotion."

The woman sits in the silent house
.Still she is always alone.
Soon she’ll take the children
and leave this home of stone.

M JajdelskiCampbell
Copyrightt Oct 2005

Author's Comments: Too often we allow the outside priorities, career, money, power become our prime concern and forget the ones that are really important family, friends, giving of yourself.

TO THE SENSES

Fragrance of sandalwood permeates the night
Gentle breezes lightly caress my body.
A Nightingale trills my melody of love.
Oh those eyes........
I'm lost in the willow green that takes me in.


M JajdelskiCampbell
Copyright September 2005


Author's comment: That's the way he got me. "Old Irish."

SET YOUR SPIRIT FREE

Over eighteen years I’ve loved you,
almond-shaped hypnotic green eyes
and steady purr of friendship.
A better friend I’ve never had.

Come once more for a cuddle
as we have shared so freely, you and I.

Moving slowly from your bed
you tiptoe to lay by my head.
Then you give me a little poke
so I'll give your face a quiet stroke.

When young, I called you “Heller Cat”
Cause I never knew where you were at
from a cat nap you would quickly sail
leaping into our St Bernard’s tail.

But now you are so thin so frail,
like "Grizabella" in the "CATS" tale.
I know now you are in pain you see.
So the choice has to be to see you painfree.

That choice will bring you comfort and peace
even though it will cause me grief.
I stroke your body as you go to sleep
You purrr a good bye. Your spirit is free.

Copyright September 2005

THE MIRRORED FLAW

Dancing eyes tell of warmth within her soul
but sometimes they cloud over gray like coal
and you will soon see it take its toll.

Its then the fire in her starts burning
and her attitude toward you is turning
and you soon will be learning

you should have been honest with this lass.
Your soul to her is clear as glass
you can’t hide that flaw in your past.

Everything’s transparent and crystal clear
because honesty is the attribute here.
Perhaps you shouldn't have come so near.

You've been found out, Have you no fear?

M JajdelskiCampbell
Copyright Septtemberr 2005

PERFECTLY BIPOLAR

I live in a wonderful state of grace
You can tell by the look I wear on my face
I am quite spectacular as a teenager's mom
and a wife and soulmate to her dad,Tom.

I've bipolar disorder, the type NO 1.
The highs and the lows they aren't any fun.
To change your mood like your socks is a drag
But another thing goes along with this bag.

I can't explain the manner in which I excel.
There's nothing I can't do and always well.
From intellect and education I must be best.
Most creative and articulate of all the rest.


But this drive is sure to kill me some day.
Perfectionism is no standard to have to obey.
It's part of my disorder; a brain run amuck.
I appear oh so fit; but I'm just bipolar-struck!

M JajdelskiCampbell
copyright May 2004

SURVIVAL

How can we survive in this world?
It is full of lies and trickery.
Everywhere you look you choke
on some obnoxious bribery.

The "dollar" you say is at the root.
I say that you have seen it wrong.
What they want is to have power
the politics, to be "the strong."

So, proceed always with honesty and care.
Enjoy the vitality of life--the spirit of love.
Take a nature walk, and enjoy your friends.
And do not bargain with the Man above.

P.S. Never make decisions in a hurry

Leave business for a skilled attorney.

NEW WORLD SYMPHONY

The Big Bang explodes.
The world, life, and time begin
And God led the band.



M JajdelskiCampbell
March 2005

THE PROMISE

He comes to her this cool night on just a whisper.
She anticipates his presence in the breeze.
No one can sense the magnetism between them
nor how time they spent together had such ease.

As they spoke, they came to know each other fully
There is actually nothing left for them to say
and the time they have together is left to the darkness
They have career lives that go on day to day.

A cruel twist to think you found your soulmate
when you’re wed and promised to another now for life.
But they’ve not sinned yet, and they will part forever
to keep their promise to their husband and their wife.

M JajdelskiCampbell Feb 2005

THE ENCAMPMENT

I can smell that purple sage
and set that tumble weed rolling
as I pitch it sailing with the toe
of this old worn leather boot

There’s nowhere like Saratoga
pitching our tent along side the
frothing current of the Encampment
and building that great open fire.

Across the stream, mountain lions
cautiously observe us frying steaks
and I wonder that but for that river
and our fire, we might not be their dinner.

Ah sunset! purple and gold; a patch of
bright orange streaking the middle; later,
an ebony sky and threee-dimensional stars you
could pick like flowers of the heavens.

Tranquillity. It is silent. Except...
the call of a bird, croak of a frog or the
rustle of the bushes where our friends the
big cats still wait across the river.

The campfire burns on through the night.
as family and good friends remember
other camps and stories of other times in
Saratoga beside the Encampment River..

M JajdelskiCampbell
Copyright May 2004

THE DOBIES

Mother loved their regal stance,
dignity inherent in their breed,
alert and questioning brown eyes
that told her of their every need.

Had a number of these beauties
and loved them each and every one.
But that first little female dobie
immediately had her heart won.

Named Destiny Diane Rhiannon Peyton.
and called her Dee Dee Rhee for short.
Not black and tan, but shiny red
and yes, she was an arrogant sort.

An elegant and statuesque dog
her match to the standards was clear.
Beauty and grace when she ran
She looked like a small deer.

A remarkably talented doberman
minding each and ever command
,her best trick was when told to:
" Smile for the nice man."

Now some people are frighted by
Long canines! Incisors all in a row!
But Rhiannon just turned up her mouth
at the corners and smiled for a show.

M JajdelskiCampell Copyright February 2005

MY LITTLE GIRL

You were born of true love

Always special to your Dad

You were a long time wished for

and the last little girl I had.

The youngest in the family

blue-grey eyes and golden curls

I tried to treat you like the rest,but

you were always my "little girl".

Then you became a woman

independent, smart and grown.

College was behind you.

You had a job all on your own.

Then this man he really fell.for you

What's a single guy to do

Well if he’s smart he makes a catch

of a remarkable person like you.

Now finally you are joined together.

I saw you walking down the aisle

exchanging vows with one another .

I saw how you made Phillip smile.

And at the saying of the vows
you became wife and mom all at once
but you are up for the challenge because
you have seen it done when you were young.

That was when you were....
and you will always be....
MY LITTLE GIRL.

M JajdelskiCampbell Copyright Feb. 2005