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."
this is a collection of poetry written while in exuberant and depressed states of mood.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
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
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
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
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