I’d like to hold the world
From the hand that feeds
I’d like to hold a rose
From the heart that beats
To see your face
In the mornings sun
To listen to your stories
Of all the things you’ve done
To see your face
In the stars at night
To see your soul
So alive and bright
To chase the fear
That comes over me
To free those heavy chains
That tries to take hold of me
I’d like to hold the world
From morning’s wake
To the rising moon
And sit with you at the lake
To watch the stars as they twinkle
All from under near the canopy of night
Just another minute with you is all
I’d like that, please, just for tonight?
Jennifer Don © 2010
December 12, 2010
Waiting Room
I opened the door
And there they were
Sitting, waiting patiently,
Some with a vacant stare,
Some with wonderful smiles
And glowing looks of adoration
Others with gentle falling tears
And heartfelt tender commiseration
I could resonate with each of them
Whether it was out of sympathy
I couldn't really tell
But then perhaps it was empathy
A knowing known so well
I invited them through, one by one
And so they came with a smile
Eager to speak, as so many before had done
To pass on their love
To those left behind
To pass on those tender messages
A gift that inside we find
A mother, one night came through
She wanted to speak with her Daughter
To tell her how she cared
That all was forgiven and she loved her
Little things like that
The gentle words, the memories of old
Really do matter deep inside
They help us remain strong and bold
Jennifer Don © 2010
And there they were
Sitting, waiting patiently,
Some with a vacant stare,
Some with wonderful smiles
And glowing looks of adoration
Others with gentle falling tears
And heartfelt tender commiseration
I could resonate with each of them
Whether it was out of sympathy
I couldn't really tell
But then perhaps it was empathy
A knowing known so well
I invited them through, one by one
And so they came with a smile
Eager to speak, as so many before had done
To pass on their love
To those left behind
To pass on those tender messages
A gift that inside we find
A mother, one night came through
She wanted to speak with her Daughter
To tell her how she cared
That all was forgiven and she loved her
Little things like that
The gentle words, the memories of old
Really do matter deep inside
They help us remain strong and bold
Jennifer Don © 2010
December 10, 2010
Survival
The tightening grip of restraints,
Are the chains that strangulate life,
And the closing down of the gates,
Is like the blade of a double edged knife,
Sharply intrusive as they take hold,
The rules to break a healthy spirit,
Never now can one be so bold,
Through the fear of a tormented forfeit,
Never now can one stand so free to fight,
Or face the walk of a road so worn,
Cast forever in shadows like the dark of night,
Where even the strongest of hearts can be torn,
It takes not courage to make it through,
To break the vice that closes in,
To stand for life that they see to be true,
And so the fighting spirit does not give in.
Shackled to a darkened world of fear
Where hope seems lost like the sun at night
Enough in-distinction to cast a silent tear
Until one stands to fight for what is right
Jennifer Don © 2010
Are the chains that strangulate life,
And the closing down of the gates,
Is like the blade of a double edged knife,
Sharply intrusive as they take hold,
The rules to break a healthy spirit,
Never now can one be so bold,
Through the fear of a tormented forfeit,
Never now can one stand so free to fight,
Or face the walk of a road so worn,
Cast forever in shadows like the dark of night,
Where even the strongest of hearts can be torn,
It takes not courage to make it through,
To break the vice that closes in,
To stand for life that they see to be true,
And so the fighting spirit does not give in.
Shackled to a darkened world of fear
Where hope seems lost like the sun at night
Enough in-distinction to cast a silent tear
Until one stands to fight for what is right
Jennifer Don © 2010
Inner Heart
The inner heart of a proverbial being
Beats in protest of ever being chained
And beats profusely ever more
At the thought of ever being maimed
To be void of any such movement
And denied space to be free
Only enrages the inner animal
With a forth coming display for all to see
With a rage so ferocious and untarnished
That could better the wildest of nights
While Earth is battered by storms
Where perhaps no where is safe in sight
But all it takes is for one to look
To see with adoration and delight
To be inspired by the magic contained
For that inner heart to beat long into the night
Jennifer Don © 2010
Beats in protest of ever being chained
And beats profusely ever more
At the thought of ever being maimed
To be void of any such movement
And denied space to be free
Only enrages the inner animal
With a forth coming display for all to see
With a rage so ferocious and untarnished
That could better the wildest of nights
While Earth is battered by storms
Where perhaps no where is safe in sight
But all it takes is for one to look
To see with adoration and delight
To be inspired by the magic contained
For that inner heart to beat long into the night
Jennifer Don © 2010
December 07, 2010
Christmas Is Here
Wherever in the world you are,
Whether there's snow or sun
There's always going to be a star
And shopping to be done
With children crying here and there
With added shouts of glee
With the shops going like a fair
And when we stop we do see
That the season of Joy really is here
It doesn't last long before it's gone
Share it with your family, far or near
And play your favourite seasonal song
Forget the queues that we face
Forget the worries and fill with glee
Take your time, it's not a race
Christmas is here, alive and free
Jennifer Don © 2010
Whether there's snow or sun
There's always going to be a star
And shopping to be done
With children crying here and there
With added shouts of glee
With the shops going like a fair
And when we stop we do see
That the season of Joy really is here
It doesn't last long before it's gone
Share it with your family, far or near
And play your favourite seasonal song
Forget the queues that we face
Forget the worries and fill with glee
Take your time, it's not a race
Christmas is here, alive and free
Jennifer Don © 2010
Oldest Of Sins
The oldest of sins
Cast the longest of shadows
Whether in fields
Or summer green meadows
So if you find yourself
Bound in chains today
Looking up or facing down
Hope for those chains to fade away
No shadows cast, be unbeaten
No sin be a total crime
Shine a light and it’s gone
You’ll be free in no time
Nothing now to hold you back
The chains glowing, ever fading
All sins now repentant
A miss of the mark, worth taking
A challenge of the mind
A road worth taking
To break the chains
With shadows ready for breaking
Jennifer Don © 2010
Cast the longest of shadows
Whether in fields
Or summer green meadows
So if you find yourself
Bound in chains today
Looking up or facing down
Hope for those chains to fade away
No shadows cast, be unbeaten
No sin be a total crime
Shine a light and it’s gone
You’ll be free in no time
Nothing now to hold you back
The chains glowing, ever fading
All sins now repentant
A miss of the mark, worth taking
A challenge of the mind
A road worth taking
To break the chains
With shadows ready for breaking
Jennifer Don © 2010
Ice Be Gone
Slipping and sliding on the ice
No grounding under foot
The landscape is beautiful, so nice
But I’d like to give the ice a boot
Send it packing on its way
The sooner it melts the better for all
But it's here to stay today
Just pray no-one has a fall
The snow once fallen didn't last
The rain it came and washed it away
The night drew in and froze it fast
And so we slip and slide today
Left to wonder how long it will persist
The cold snap before winter does come
So much we wish we could resist
Praying for the warmth of the golden sun
It then comes to one united saying
United upon the cry of Ice be gone
Waiting for the stage of thawing
Waiting for the sing of spring and its song
Jennifer Don © 2010
No grounding under foot
The landscape is beautiful, so nice
But I’d like to give the ice a boot
Send it packing on its way
The sooner it melts the better for all
But it's here to stay today
Just pray no-one has a fall
The snow once fallen didn't last
The rain it came and washed it away
The night drew in and froze it fast
And so we slip and slide today
Left to wonder how long it will persist
The cold snap before winter does come
So much we wish we could resist
Praying for the warmth of the golden sun
It then comes to one united saying
United upon the cry of Ice be gone
Waiting for the stage of thawing
Waiting for the sing of spring and its song
Jennifer Don © 2010
December 04, 2010
Shadow Of Night
I heard a voice, calling out to me,
Who is there I asked aloud,
Again it came calling out to me,
Soft and gentle, a tender voice, not loud.
I could hear the gentle sobbing,
The words upon the air, they keep coming,
A sudden feeling, that I am falling,
As the voice, keeps on calling.
Calling out to me, in the cold of night,
I know not of whom this voice does belong,
I beckon onwards asking with no one in sight,
Wondering why the sobbing does prolong,
Wondering who it is, that keeps on calling to me
The now whispered voice, weary from the sobbing
Calls once more, and still I don't see
Or understand where from the voice keeps calling
Then a movement catches the corner of my eye
Can it be, a shadow of the night calling to me
I hear now a slow exasperating sigh
I'm left wondering could it really be.
That the shadow of night is in fact, not a shadow after all
Could it be a spirit, waiting and of the light
Only now to hear the words: Fly don't fall
And so the voice now fades in the cold of night
Jennifer Don © 2010
Who is there I asked aloud,
Again it came calling out to me,
Soft and gentle, a tender voice, not loud.
I could hear the gentle sobbing,
The words upon the air, they keep coming,
A sudden feeling, that I am falling,
As the voice, keeps on calling.
Calling out to me, in the cold of night,
I know not of whom this voice does belong,
I beckon onwards asking with no one in sight,
Wondering why the sobbing does prolong,
Wondering who it is, that keeps on calling to me
The now whispered voice, weary from the sobbing
Calls once more, and still I don't see
Or understand where from the voice keeps calling
Then a movement catches the corner of my eye
Can it be, a shadow of the night calling to me
I hear now a slow exasperating sigh
I'm left wondering could it really be.
That the shadow of night is in fact, not a shadow after all
Could it be a spirit, waiting and of the light
Only now to hear the words: Fly don't fall
And so the voice now fades in the cold of night
Jennifer Don © 2010
Winter's Crusade
As the dark clouds come rolling in over the sea
The waves rush to the shore for all to see
The night draws deeper as the sun does fade
The clouds march on in parade
All is quiet now upon the land
Life is still where it does stand
Waiting, abiding time for the coming storm to pass
Watchful eyes peering out, like a picture in stained glass
Clambering into the warmth to elude the winter’s night
Flurrying flakes begin to fall, such a delightful sight
Only to be trampled by the echoes of thunder drawing near
Thunder snow, combined as one loud and clear
Roaring trembles fill the sky tonight
As the snow persists caught by street light
Gentle the snow may be as it does fall
It cannot match that echoing call
Alas, the wind has come to join the game
Kicking up a fuss, its efforts not in vain
Such power and beauty fills the land and sky
No birds now, daring to fly
As the wind spreads the flurries of snow
Further and further they do go
Pulling in the mighty sound
Soon to be above and all around
Still eyes gaze from those sheltered places
Flickering candles catch those faces
Watching, waiting for the thunder snow to fade
Knowing only that this, is the first of winter’s Crusade
Jennifer Don © 2010
The waves rush to the shore for all to see
The night draws deeper as the sun does fade
The clouds march on in parade
All is quiet now upon the land
Life is still where it does stand
Waiting, abiding time for the coming storm to pass
Watchful eyes peering out, like a picture in stained glass
Clambering into the warmth to elude the winter’s night
Flurrying flakes begin to fall, such a delightful sight
Only to be trampled by the echoes of thunder drawing near
Thunder snow, combined as one loud and clear
Roaring trembles fill the sky tonight
As the snow persists caught by street light
Gentle the snow may be as it does fall
It cannot match that echoing call
Alas, the wind has come to join the game
Kicking up a fuss, its efforts not in vain
Such power and beauty fills the land and sky
No birds now, daring to fly
As the wind spreads the flurries of snow
Further and further they do go
Pulling in the mighty sound
Soon to be above and all around
Still eyes gaze from those sheltered places
Flickering candles catch those faces
Watching, waiting for the thunder snow to fade
Knowing only that this, is the first of winter’s Crusade
Jennifer Don © 2010
November 28, 2010
Winter's Here
Stepping out, on that frosty winters morning,
To a blanket of white across the ground,
To hear the birds in the tree's singing away,
Listening as those songs echo all around
Like a dragon, I breathe out smoke,
As the warm air hits the cold,
Crunching forwards, stepping through the snow,
Winter really has taken it's hold,
Winter's here now before Autumn's gone,
Yet still shards of golden sun make it through,
Shedding light on all it does reach,
A warming touch on a cold day, to whatever you do
The leaves ,they still fall in places,
Still blowing in the wind until scattered,
As the tree's take the winter hit,
Looking worn and very battered.
Something however this morning is different,
There's a glow across the land,
A defiant touch fills the heart,
Like the warmth of a tender hand,
The snow, cold as it may be,
Seems to give off a warmth today,
Knowing only inside,
That festive tidings are on it's way.
Jennifer Don © 2010
To a blanket of white across the ground,
To hear the birds in the tree's singing away,
Listening as those songs echo all around
Like a dragon, I breathe out smoke,
As the warm air hits the cold,
Crunching forwards, stepping through the snow,
Winter really has taken it's hold,
Winter's here now before Autumn's gone,
Yet still shards of golden sun make it through,
Shedding light on all it does reach,
A warming touch on a cold day, to whatever you do
The leaves ,they still fall in places,
Still blowing in the wind until scattered,
As the tree's take the winter hit,
Looking worn and very battered.
Something however this morning is different,
There's a glow across the land,
A defiant touch fills the heart,
Like the warmth of a tender hand,
The snow, cold as it may be,
Seems to give off a warmth today,
Knowing only inside,
That festive tidings are on it's way.
Jennifer Don © 2010
Crossroads
At the crossroads, the lights, they do flicker
Like a sign, that somehow, I can’t see
Many roads, many directions
Many faces stand before me
Or do they?
Is it trickery or the mind tonight?
That shadows dance to create faces
All from the ever flickering light
There is hope, I hear that now
Only faith guides the road
How can this be, why is it me?
Is this now, some sort of code?
To know the end is only the beginning
Leaves little guidance, as to where to start
At the crossroads, looking outwards
Is this where, my shadow, and I do part?
Upon which direction, do I go?
Which flickering light can lead my way?
There’s no going back now
As I shed my shadow today
Jennifer Don © 2010
Like a sign, that somehow, I can’t see
Many roads, many directions
Many faces stand before me
Or do they?
Is it trickery or the mind tonight?
That shadows dance to create faces
All from the ever flickering light
There is hope, I hear that now
Only faith guides the road
How can this be, why is it me?
Is this now, some sort of code?
To know the end is only the beginning
Leaves little guidance, as to where to start
At the crossroads, looking outwards
Is this where, my shadow, and I do part?
Upon which direction, do I go?
Which flickering light can lead my way?
There’s no going back now
As I shed my shadow today
Jennifer Don © 2010
November 25, 2010
Four Directions
Four sat round the fires in the night,
Each one a representation of the Light,
Each a direction and element,
Each with a purpose and attachment..
Together they encircle those flames,
Together chasing anyway all the pain
Sharing laughter long into the night
Whilst sitting by the warmth of fire's light
One the representative of the Wind,
A voice that's carried beyond the mind,
Gentle and fair, courageous and strong,
Listen for words upon winds song
One the representative of the Earth, all that's one,
The voice that cares to have things done,
That yearns always to heal from the past,
Hoping that things really will last
One the representative of water,
The emotion is pure, not a doubter,
The voice of all that's soothing,
Always going always doing.
The last is but the representative of Fire,
The one that knows the inner desire,
Where flames will burn away the old,
And make room for new things to hold
And so they combine to share the flow
Easing each other as they do go
Sharing and assisting by the fire in the night
Under the dazzling distant star light
Jennifer Don © 2010
Each one a representation of the Light,
Each a direction and element,
Each with a purpose and attachment..
Together they encircle those flames,
Together chasing anyway all the pain
Sharing laughter long into the night
Whilst sitting by the warmth of fire's light
One the representative of the Wind,
A voice that's carried beyond the mind,
Gentle and fair, courageous and strong,
Listen for words upon winds song
One the representative of the Earth, all that's one,
The voice that cares to have things done,
That yearns always to heal from the past,
Hoping that things really will last
One the representative of water,
The emotion is pure, not a doubter,
The voice of all that's soothing,
Always going always doing.
The last is but the representative of Fire,
The one that knows the inner desire,
Where flames will burn away the old,
And make room for new things to hold
And so they combine to share the flow
Easing each other as they do go
Sharing and assisting by the fire in the night
Under the dazzling distant star light
Jennifer Don © 2010
November 23, 2010
Lambs To Lions
The crude course of a shallow man
Leaves but tainted blood wherever he can
And as the lambs now rise to lions
There is no way he can deny us
Those battles born, to aeons gone
Remain and so we battle on
To be the sacrificial giants
Banding together, the growing alliance
Who would have thought, there would be resistance
Who would have known we could go the distance
Defiant hands rising together
Sharing hope with one another
Marching forward stride by stride
Marching for life, not for pride
Those little lambs have grown so tall
Lions now, they answer the call
Jennifer Don © 2010
Leaves but tainted blood wherever he can
And as the lambs now rise to lions
There is no way he can deny us
Those battles born, to aeons gone
Remain and so we battle on
To be the sacrificial giants
Banding together, the growing alliance
Who would have thought, there would be resistance
Who would have known we could go the distance
Defiant hands rising together
Sharing hope with one another
Marching forward stride by stride
Marching for life, not for pride
Those little lambs have grown so tall
Lions now, they answer the call
Jennifer Don © 2010
Heros
A new born perspective
A Worlds heart in hand
All allies comes together
United we do stand
Wherever our duties do take us
Whatever lands we do cross
We’ll always stand in unison
Under the burdens of our cross
To put our lives before others
Standing with fear on the front line
Defending our homes and loved ones
For a very long time
Men and women of the forces
Unite around the world today
Each fighting with the same thoughts
Hero’s in our heart’s any day
Jennifer Don © 2010
A Worlds heart in hand
All allies comes together
United we do stand
Wherever our duties do take us
Whatever lands we do cross
We’ll always stand in unison
Under the burdens of our cross
To put our lives before others
Standing with fear on the front line
Defending our homes and loved ones
For a very long time
Men and women of the forces
Unite around the world today
Each fighting with the same thoughts
Hero’s in our heart’s any day
Jennifer Don © 2010
November 22, 2010
Kindred
Kindred hearts, they call to me
Like the drums, that set me free
Kindred souls, what can they be?
A source I know, that I can’t see
Under the surface, behind the door
They go searching, wanting more
Kindred hearts of the night arise
Staying united, even through sunrise
Kindred spirits, always free
Even if it’s you or me
But kindred souls, what can they be?
If a soul is but you and me
Together, connected through all time
Never moving along the same line
And so kindred souls, what can you be?
If we are one and this is true
And so the drums, they call to me once more
Each freeing beat, rising from the floor
As kindred hearts, it calls to me
But kindred souls, what can they be?
Jennifer Don © 2010
Like the drums, that set me free
Kindred souls, what can they be?
A source I know, that I can’t see
Under the surface, behind the door
They go searching, wanting more
Kindred hearts of the night arise
Staying united, even through sunrise
Kindred spirits, always free
Even if it’s you or me
But kindred souls, what can they be?
If a soul is but you and me
Together, connected through all time
Never moving along the same line
And so kindred souls, what can you be?
If we are one and this is true
And so the drums, they call to me once more
Each freeing beat, rising from the floor
As kindred hearts, it calls to me
But kindred souls, what can they be?
Jennifer Don © 2010
November 21, 2010
Torches
When the torches are lit in the night
Shadows wave and dance in the light
Magic is dispersed weaving effortlessly in the air
Filling you with hope, and removing despair
When the torches that are lit, shine for you
Things anew, you will come to see, it’s true
A truer path, for you awaits, if you can see
One that will someday, set you free
When the torches dance by the flowing stream
Whether it’s in life or in your dream
A reoccurring essence springs information
And light over flows like contamination
When the torches catch your wandering eye
You can see into the flames, and so you sigh
Feeling the comfort that it brings
You can feel your spirit lift as it sings
Jennifer Don © 2010
Shadows wave and dance in the light
Magic is dispersed weaving effortlessly in the air
Filling you with hope, and removing despair
When the torches that are lit, shine for you
Things anew, you will come to see, it’s true
A truer path, for you awaits, if you can see
One that will someday, set you free
When the torches dance by the flowing stream
Whether it’s in life or in your dream
A reoccurring essence springs information
And light over flows like contamination
When the torches catch your wandering eye
You can see into the flames, and so you sigh
Feeling the comfort that it brings
You can feel your spirit lift as it sings
Jennifer Don © 2010
Poet's Flame
From the continuous vortex
Churning in the cave
Springs forth flowing letters
Dancing like a rave
Steadily finding a home
Among others in the same situation
Placing themselves
In some order of organisation
Coming together to fill your heart
With amazing desire
As you watch them dance
Like flames of the fire
And so
Those flames of the fire
Really do
Become the flames to inspire
Constructing together the letters
To form words in the night
Such fire then shines
Such a warm guiding light
Jennifer Don © 2010
Churning in the cave
Springs forth flowing letters
Dancing like a rave
Steadily finding a home
Among others in the same situation
Placing themselves
In some order of organisation
Coming together to fill your heart
With amazing desire
As you watch them dance
Like flames of the fire
And so
Those flames of the fire
Really do
Become the flames to inspire
Constructing together the letters
To form words in the night
Such fire then shines
Such a warm guiding light
Jennifer Don © 2010
Find Yourself
When you find yourself
In the morning light
When you find yourself
Looking to the stars at night
When you find yourself
Awake not dormant
When you walk through the tunnel
You’ll see the light
Just not in the moment
But when the time is right
When you walk
Through the trees
Do you feel,
The gentle breeze?
When you find yourself
You know it’s alright
When you find yourself
In the morning light
When you find yourself
Everything will be alright
Jennifer Don © 2010
In the morning light
When you find yourself
Looking to the stars at night
When you find yourself
Awake not dormant
When you walk through the tunnel
You’ll see the light
Just not in the moment
But when the time is right
When you walk
Through the trees
Do you feel,
The gentle breeze?
When you find yourself
You know it’s alright
When you find yourself
In the morning light
When you find yourself
Everything will be alright
Jennifer Don © 2010
Never Fades
Never Fades
Even when there is darkness
The light shall remain
For what was once,
Shall be again
Look to the stars
So bright upon high
Let’s cast our hearts
To those lights in the sky
Restart the fires
That dwindles within
Let it grow and dance
Don’t allow it to dim
Reach out
With your loving hands
Reach for another
May they understand
The power within
Can never fade away
Untouched by any hand
In any given way
So when your fire
Starts to flicker in the night
Cast your thoughts to a positive flare
And it will restart your burning light.
Jennifer Don © 2010
Even when there is darkness
The light shall remain
For what was once,
Shall be again
Look to the stars
So bright upon high
Let’s cast our hearts
To those lights in the sky
Restart the fires
That dwindles within
Let it grow and dance
Don’t allow it to dim
Reach out
With your loving hands
Reach for another
May they understand
The power within
Can never fade away
Untouched by any hand
In any given way
So when your fire
Starts to flicker in the night
Cast your thoughts to a positive flare
And it will restart your burning light.
Jennifer Don © 2010
The Feather
So gentle is the feather
Floating so free
Swaying back and forth
For all to see
Caught upon the song
That fills the open air
Gliding along with a tune
That’s tender and fair
Untainted
By the drizzling rain
That falls as mist
Upon the window frame
Untouched
By shadows upon the land
Falling gently
To land in your hand
Where from there
It holds your heart
Where a triumphant beat
Really does start
In doing so
Inspiration begins to flow
A wonderful gift
The feather did bestow
Jennifer Don © 2010
Floating so free
Swaying back and forth
For all to see
Caught upon the song
That fills the open air
Gliding along with a tune
That’s tender and fair
Untainted
By the drizzling rain
That falls as mist
Upon the window frame
Untouched
By shadows upon the land
Falling gently
To land in your hand
Where from there
It holds your heart
Where a triumphant beat
Really does start
In doing so
Inspiration begins to flow
A wonderful gift
The feather did bestow
Jennifer Don © 2010
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