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Poems
Relationship Struggles
A beautiful deep pink flower
Graced his garden in the spring
Of his life and multiplied over
The summer into a mass of colour.
As autumn approached he did not
Tend the garden but let the
Weeds grow over, causing the
Beautiful bloom to dull.
The chill of the winter winds and
Short dark days, took their toll.
Now gone, or appearing so, the
Seeds lay as dead until one
Day the lengthening rays and
Warmth of the sun heralded
in new life.
His beautiful deep pink flower
Will emerge to grace his
garden again.
G. Dawson 19/2/86
Proof For Today
It's a new start of a new day
Waking, I try to feel my way
What can I feel what can I say
Lord, it looks like I'll need you today.
Yes, life's like that now
On this new and exciting path
Each day brings new feelings
Will I cry or will I laugh?
I know this though, I'll prove your love
The strength that only comes from above
Waking, sleeping, no matter what
A grip of your love is what I've got.
12/2/86 G. Dawson
The Highs and Lows
The highs and lows
They drive you crazy
You've got to be sharp
You can't be lazy.
Each day it seems
We face the fury
Of unsettled thoughts and fears
The finely balanced
Thread of tension
Stretched that far
You cannot mention.
All the things you'd wish
To say
And if you did or didn't
Would it save the day?
I'll just have to ride it out
Until the storm is past
In the meantime Lord
Just give me strength
For the next almighty blast.
8/1/86 G. Dawson
Understanding
Understanding comes so slow but sure
Moulding gently to his will
Each day brings new revelations
He's always saying peace be still.
It's often that we think there were
Odd days we feel we have no care
But back to earth we come again
To learn the next step
Is the name of the game.
To learn the skills we need to gain
To work our way through degrees of pain
It's like in fire we suffer branding
When we're working through the understanding.
16/1/86 G. Dawson
Alone
It's a journey with no end
In a wind of bitter cold
It's filled with fellow travelers
When none will walk your road.
Struggling up the incline
With none to give a word
No cheery laugh or smile
Helping to lighten the load.
Alone
Is a lover beside you
To whom you cannot call
Condemnation, angry words
Too easy to recall.
Blind Man's Bluff
Do I move to the left-
take a step to the right?
Frozen in halogen-
the spectators' lights.
I listen for nuances,
replay the tones
of the day's conversations
in my head, alone.
Fingertips stretching, to front
-to the side,
when I can't see the game
it's so hard to decide!
The naïveté of a child
causes havoc and strife
by accepting, face value,
this game we call life.
D
11/03/04
DO YOU LOVE ME?
Do you love me?
It's easy to believe
When life is good, and God is in His place
Do you love me?
Is it harder when fatigue
and time have left their shadows on my face?
When the waist's a little wider,
And the curves, it seems to me
No longer hold the bones beneath
the flesh so lovingly,
Do you love me?
Will you love me?
Love the woman I will be?
In twenty years- in thirty years
Will you still love just me?
Will you grow old with me, together-
Are we walking the same path?
Is the love we share together
Love that lasts.....and lasts.......and lasts.........
Will you love me?
Easter 2001
Fear
Desolation, barrenness,
There's simply no way out.
Sliding deeper- no one sees me,
No one hears me shout.
Silence, loneliness,
My mind no longer whole,
Set a trap and finally caught
Myself- heart, mind and soul.
March 2000
Don't
Don't like things just the way they are
But can't seem to recall
The way to share my heart with you
Afraid that we might fall.
Don't have the trust to share with you
And know you'll understand
Don't like the way things feel right now-
Way out of our command...
Fatigue
Lassitude seeping through my bones
Heart pounding, uphill to the surface.
Gasp a breath and slowly sink
Down into the haze of oblivion.
Now that the dust has settled
Now that the dust has settled
And the shock type pain has gone
I wonder if I can keep on trusting
As the days go on and on
Now that the dust has settled
The hard work's just begun
And when I feel the tough days come
I often want to run
But now the dust has settled
At least I see so clear
Although I'm struggling with you
You can be a friend so dear
And now the dust has settled
I'm trusting God each day
As I am working with you
For he will show the way
Graeme Dawson 16 & 20/02/86
Poised
We stand today before each other
Not having stood like this before
First a look, then a touch
On my part, I'll want to clutch
But that's ok to love you still
Even though, very weak your will
For it takes two and time I know
Again to trust and love and grow
Darling, reach out and take my hand
And I will try to lead you on
But will not rush 'till fears are gone
Have faith my sweet and trust in me
I'm just as scared as you will be
Graeme Dawson 05/02/86
Screwed Up
Lord, I feel I'm no-where
Where are you?
I'm screwed up
Lord, she says she loves me
But I feel I can't reach her
I'm screwed up
Lord, I want to scream out
But I'm trapped
I'm screwed up
Lord, I want to reach others
But my mind can't see past her
I'm screwed up
Lord, pin me down
Fill me again
And calm the spin I pray
Lord, that she know how I feel
But she can't
I'm screwed up
Graeme Dawson
10/12/85
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