NO REGRETS
Tag: #writingmyheartout
SO FAR
LISTEN
Please
Listen
Don’t just hear
Be in awe
Of the sounds
Laughter
A shout of glee
The lyrics to a song
Playing on the radio
A whisper
Thunderclaps
Rain coming down
The cry of an infant
A coyote’showl
The ambulance
Police sirens
A cat’s meow
The dogs growl
Listen
To the voices
You recognize
And the strangers
In the grocery line
To the friendly greeting
From the sales clerk
And the deep sound
Of the preacher man
A choir singing
Gospel melodies
The teenage barista
The weary nurse
Trying to her best
To sound hopeful
As the end draws near
Listen
To the birds chirping
Lawnmower running
Old man playing guitar
While his lady sings
The blues
Listen
To everything
That I can’t hear
And be filled
Overflowing
With gratitude
For what you have
And I’ll listen
My own way
With my eyes
And my heart
I’ll hear more
Than most of you
Ever will
Because
I really do
Listen
Jeanna’ Mead
July 25 2016
STAY
$TAY
Touch
She figured it would be
just a bite to eat
a drink or two
Skim the surface
Like most people do
She didn’t expect
To be heard
Get her soul fed
Thirst quenched.
Hand held
She should have figured.
She would be
Touched.
Jeanna’ Mead
1 33 – 3/15/17
Take Me There
“Take me there.”
…most people just say “It was amazing!” or “I had a great time.” and ” It was really nice.”…etc
But , then, there are the ones that can literally take me wherever they are because they use words in such descriptive ways that I, too, can feel the pounding of their heart as they skied down the slope, crashing into the snow and catching the eye of their daughter……I can almost hear the stories shared around the fireplace as glasses.of wine are refilled again and again. I can feel the energy of.the day that eased into a night of simple pleasures.
I was taken to the front rows of an spectacular performance, where grace and strength, talent and skill kept the audience on the edge of their seats. I sat on my chaise, miles away….. transfixed and almost able to taste the energy of the place.
I was taken to the bar where soldiers sang karaoke, celebrating a milestone birthday…..and to the reservation where a man received a life changing massage which lead him to become a therapist, too.
I have tasted delicious food in Austin……and have never been to the restaurant. I’ve sipped coffee at a French cafe….but I’ve never been overseas.
I felt the people walk past me, smelled the hot dogs on the corners and yet I’ve never been to Chicago.
I laid on the floor and watched a baby squeal and kick and play from hundreds of miles away.
It’s all in the way you use your words, in the pictures you create, in the things you choose to share.
“Take me there ” really means to let me be part of what you feel, let me know you and, then, maybe we’ll take each other there.
TAKEN
She’s been taken
By the hand
Led onto the dance floor
Towards the light and the end of the line
Up the hill, out of the way
Down the steps.across a path, over the ŵater
Into bed and onto a stage
She’s been taken
For a fool by those that didn’t know any better
For weak instead of strong
On many a wild goose chase
By mistake for someone else, a different nationality
Just another pretty face
Shes been taken
To breakfast, lunch and dinner
Sometimes just for dessert
Out for wine and coffee
And to a picnic in a park
She’s been taken
To the very end of her rope
Right down to her knees
And she’s been taken to the heights of absolute ecstasy
Breathless
She’s been taken
advantage of far more than she’ll care to admit
the wrong way by those that don’t understand
But most of all, she gets taken for granted
more than anything
