Archives For Poetry


Your Eyes

 

Through your eyes I see a better tomorrow

A life full of hope

The ability to love

The feeling of another’s pain

The need for giving

The ability to forgive

The feeling of never wanting to be without you

Through your eyes I can see

Myself learning how to live through tomorrow

Learning all there is to know

Learning how to share all that I am

Giving is what we should all do for and with each other

Copyright 1998 Felina Silver – Your Eyes©

Thank you for letting me sees through your eyes


His Kiss

Today he kissed me for the first time

I almost felt my heart drop

My toes tingled and I just couldn’t wipe

Away the smile left upon my face

His touch just melts my every limb

He takes me where I’ve never been

Please don’t ever let this feeling end

Copyright 1998 Felina Silver – His Kiss©


Day Break

When day breaks you see the bright light

The hope for what tomorrow might bring

At day break you can hear my heart sing

I sing of what has yet to be

From past to present we must begin

The time has come for you and me

When day breaks you’ll see

It starts all over again.

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Copyright 1998 Felina Silver - Day Break©


Taken from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare

A Midsummer Nights Dream, Act II, Scene 1, pgs 156-157

 

Puck. The king doth keep is revels here tonight;

Take heed the queen come not within his sight. For Oberon is passing fell and wrath,

Because that she, as her attendant, hath

A lovely boy, stol’n from an Indian king;

She never had so sweet a changeling:

And jealous Oberon would have the child

Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild:

But she perforce withholds the loved boy,

Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all

her joy:

And now they never meet in grove or green,

By fountain clear or spangled starlight sheen,

But they do square; that all their elves, for fear,

Creep into acorn cups, and hide them there.

Fai. Either I mistake your shape and making

quite,

Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite

Call’d Robin Goodfellow: are you not he

That frights the maidens of the villagery;

Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern,

And bootless make the breathless housewife

churn;

And sometime make the drink to bear no barn;

Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their

harm?

Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck,

You do their work, and they shall have good luck:

Are you not he?


Sister, Brother

Without you little brother

What would I do?

Who would I sit with when I’m blue?

Who would I watch our favorite shows with?

Whose toys would I play with than destroy?

Who would I be jealous of?

Without you big sister

How would I fill my day?

No one to fight with

No one to hug

No one to laugh with then cry to

No one to tell me that all is OK

Sister, Brother we are as one

No one can break this bond

Copyright 1998 Felina Silver, “Sister, Brother©”


Today

Today is the day I change my life and see what there is to see

No more waiting

No more pondering

No more putting off

No more sorrow

Today is the day to start a new

To go after those things I cherish

To reach all the goals I set

To take the time I’ve talked about

To put my past behind me and

Let go of my regrets

Today is the day I’ve been waiting for

The day all my dreams begin to come true

Copyright 1998 Felina Silver, “Today©”


In the Shadow of light

As we look behind us we see the darkness

We know not where it comes from.

Later we realize it’s the shadow of our selves.

We turn around straight into the light and realize that we are alive 

Fear not your shadow as it is only that of yourself.

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Copyright 1998 Felina Silver, “In The Shadow of Light©”


Taken from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night’s Dream”,

Act II, Scene II

Fai, Over hill, over dale,

Thorough bush, thorough brier,

Over par, over pale,

Thorough flood, thorough fire,

I do wander everywhere,

Swifter than the moon’s sphere;

And I serve the fairy queen,

To dew her orbs upon the green.

The cowslips her pensioners be:

In their gold coats spots you see;

Those be rubies, fairy favours,

In those freckles live their savours:

I must go seek some dew-drops here,

And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.

Farewell, thou lob of spirits; I’ll be gone:

Our queen and all our eles come here soon.

 

 


The Right One

 

Each time the phone rings she’s hoping it’s him

Sadly it turns out to be another

And not the one for whom her heart yearns for

 

She listens to his words ever so politely

As she’s thinking of what the words might have been

If they had come from him, the man of her dreams

 

Thinking of just the right words so as not to hurt him

She politely says “sorry,

I must now be on my way, as the children are tired,

Oh thanks for the call”.

 

You can hear the disappointment in his sigh

as he reluctantly says good night

I can only wonder if he too knows that he’s not the man of my dreams

 

Copyright 2/4/98 Felina Silver The Right One©


I choose to love all those I befriend

I choose to help all those who need a helping hand

I may not have much to offer

But I lend you my heart and all that I have

I will stand by you in your time of need

I ask only that you believe

Believe in you and what you can do

Become the best that you can be

and make the most of your life

I will help as long as you need me

I am your friend, your partner, your spirit

You can always count on me

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Copyright 2014 Felina Silver Robinson, “Helping Hand©”