Mountain Grasses

(Lotus eaters theme)

The strong mountain grasses resemble my love for you

They hide in the passes  resembling my love for you.

Daily their abundance grow

Sadly there is none that knows

Daily their abundance grows

Sadly there is none that knows

As love lies dying others will die for love

I love without trying – dying for mutual love.

Daily its abundance grows

Sadly there is none that knows

Daily its abundance grows

Sadly there is none that knows

Never is  forever bringing lonelier tomorrows

If we were together would you recognise my heart?

(C) copyright Roy Jenner June 1976 Auckland NZ

I consider my cat
And where she is sat

A rumble of purr

Midst a jumble of fur

A comfortable heap

                     On the fringes of sleep

Her furry frame curled

At peace with the world.

What is there to see

When my cat surveys me

Through lashes now closing?

Content to be dozing

In my favorite chair

She knows I’ll be there

Approaching the end

Cat, wife, or friend.

RAJ (  www.storyteller.co.nz  )  January 2003

 Blankets Of Gold

I can  feel your spirit  reaching out to  me.

I can  feel its closeness, but  what is it that I see?

I see   myself  trying, trying  hard to live

Asking all of others, others who have  little left to give.

What can I give to show you that I care?
Surely  there is  something, something we can share?

My empty  life is offering its all

To  hands that are reaching  and  damaged by the fall

I can offer wisdom

I can offer gold

Each can be a blanket

To keep you from the cold

You can take my wisdom?

You can spend  my gold?

Let us share the blankets

To  keep us from the cold.

We each have trod the lonely path

And each of us has found the road too rough

I can bare for us to share if you believe that sharing  is enough

           Mistakes we leave behind us

           Bitter blows for which  we must atone

Shall we stride the path together or struggle down that lonely road  alone?

I can offer wisdom

I can offer gold

Each can be a blanket

To keep you from the cold

You can take my wisdom?

You can spend  my gold?

Let us share the blankets

To  keep us from the cold.

Together  we are strong

Together,  we belong

           © Copyright    www. storyteller.co.nz   December 2003