The Hill

Surveying the landscape

Clinging to that pine

Not a care in the world

Only peace on my mind

A humble existence

So pure and free

Wearing second-hand jeans

With a hole in one knee

My whole life before me

No fear of tomorrow

Closer to God-

Than ever I’d know

LH

6/14/10

Others

I rise early in the morning

Staggering through my routine

Slowly becoming aware

That it has all been seen

Pressure and frustration

Build with each confrontation

Problems trite and cliche

No one seeking a solution

Help me dearest Longfellow

To apply the wisdom of your psalm

To overcome dull self pity

To enhance my soul with calm

LH

6/23/10

Music

The melody dances inside

Tingling my spine

I’m stolen from the moment

Flashing images in my mind

Fighting tears with no control

The pain almost wanted

Tomorrow holds nothing for me

My future forever haunted

LH

10/21/13

Murder

I know your wounded heart

It contains an awful mixture

Sorrow, anger, hate

A murder was committed there

Yet not by one of these

But by one so unpredicted

Honesty’s mortal foe

Your love died so softly

Smitten by the lie

Fragile in many ways

Hardened now you seem

You stomp at the only spark

Oh what have I created?

LH

10/1/13