I had perfect timing when I caught this beautiful regal creature as he turned to go inside. Taken at Zoo Miami.
Renew, Reuse, RecycleA satin dress from an era gone by,
Holds pearls, buttons, and lovely lace.
With scissors, some thread, and a little time,
A pillow is now made to brighten this place.
In the attic, a chandelier works quite well
But it's chipped, and it could be cleaner.
With some elbow grease, it looks like new.
Just took a little paint and a new patina.
In our closets, hang old well-worn coats.
To us, they might seem a bit too tattered.
But a difference they make in the warmth,
Of those whose lives have been shattered.
Children's clothes and shoes now too small,
All outgrown long before they are outworn.
With so many colors, bows, or sparkles,
A littler one would just love to adorn.
Antique lockets, glass beads, and ribbons,
Become a necklace or bracelet on our wrist.
What to some may not seem worthwhile,
Is transformed in the hands of an artist.
So remember to always recycle please,
All cans, papers, cardboard, and plastic.
When we give others a chance to reuse things,
The results might be something
CompassionGone are the carefree days of our youth,
When saving the world was our passion.
If we look into our hearts for the truth,
Has caring for humanity gone out of fashion?
For so many have hardened their hearts,
Too busy chasing life's dreams and goals.
It is money not happiness on their charts,
Although their emptiness, it never consoles.
Centered on themselves as if no one knows,
Their kindness and benevolence they ration.
Have they forgotten how and where love grows?
In our hearts, when within, we hold compassion.
How did we get here and where did we stray?
We've achieved great things, but at what cost?
With a genuine smile, we can make someone's day,
And regain or renew what it seems we have lost.
When you see someone homeless, do you look away?
Don't make assumptions on why he is there.
It could happen to anyone you know one day,
They don't need our judgement; they need us to care.
Spoiling our children can lead to such greed,
We should be teaching them gratefulness.
Share with those w
We Are The GirlsWe can be flirty, and we can be sweet,
Long loopy curls and bows in our hair.
Our rooms are pretty, but never quite neat.
We're too busy dreaming of love in the air.
We paint our faces from pots of makeup,
Eyes in blue shadow with long green lashes.
We like to pretend and love to play dress up,
Always a favorite are gowns with big sashes.
We put on high heels, so we can look tall,
And love to go dancing in dresses that swirl.
Don't ever dismiss us, we won't be made small.
We can do cartwheels and make batons twirl.
We believe in fantasy as we wait for our prince,
Like little purple fairies with incandescent wings.
He'll arrive like in the movies; it will be a cinch.
We dream of white horses and bejeweled rings.
At school, we are found roaming the halls,
Fighting off suitors from geeks to playboys.
We like sappy movies and walking the malls,
Looking for bargains, or shopping for boys.
We love anything shiny that catches our eye,
Drawn to what sparkles or is doused in glitter.
CrossroadsThe days go on and still I wait,
You are too busy for us to meet.
With your wealth and looks as bait,
You plan your life all nice and neat.
You say you are incapable of love,
But I will love it when you use me.
In your world, I will be held above,
Do you say this to confuse me?
I would be your trusted friend,
Today, forever, and always.
That I care not I must pretend.
While in secret, our passions blaze.
Yet in your world, I am quite bored.
You leave me here too often alone.
If I want you, this must be endured,
Waiting for mere crumbs you've thrown.
You will surely take good care of me,
And to only you, I must commit.
You come and go, for you are free.
As for me, more rules you omit.
Your words to me are truthless,
For I've been here far too long.
At times, you're cold and ruthless,
You make me feel like I don't belong.
So I stand where the crossroads part,
Torn between desire and lack of trust.
To leave you, will clearly break my heart,
Though if I stay, then it might as well rust.
Missing AutumnThe leaves start falling to the ground,
In colors of gold, red, orange, and brown.
Where you walk, there's a crunching sound.
Bring along a sweater, if you go into town.
Fall vegetables are at the farm stand,
Along with apples and pumpkins for pies.
We can go hiking across this great land,
And catch sunsets of violets in the skies.
Inside the fireplace, a log is glowing,
To warm chilly fingers and faces.
In large mugs, hot chocolate is flowing,
As we undo our bootstraps and laces.
Now, these are the things I remember,
Of years gone, as I'm missing Autumn.
For time has moved beyond September,
And with sweet nostalgia, I am overcome.
But here too, the kids are back in school,
And the tourists have mostly gone home.
To be anywhere else, I would be a fool,
For again, it's my playground to roam.
So I look up to the sky and feel the sun,
Its soothing warmth I will always embrace.
As I stroll down my beach having fun,
The Fall I might miss, but I love this place.
©2013 Carol Gregoire
BorderlinesWhy can't things just flow easy and free?
No more guessing what's the next game.
You're playfully loving, then not quite nasty.
Do you confuse me with another one's name?
Clearly you are hiding your damaged goods,
Remnants of a bruised and broken heart.
Fearful like a child who is lost in the woods,
This is not a good way for love to start.
Then the days of lighter moments in time,
When with our words, a deeper trust impart.
It is then it happens without reason or rhyme,
I catch an honest glimpse into your heart.
Gone is the fear or the need to impress,
The man that I want is speaking to me.
We tell our dreams and our secrets confess,
Holding onto a vision of what love could be.
I can always tell when it has frightened you.
It has become easy to see the telltale signs.
You can hide, but the truth it cannot undo,
I know when we've crossed your borderlines.
You can deny yourself, get lost in your work.
Your need for control requires so much trust.
Ever evasive, your desire for love you s
GrandsonIn you, I can see sometimes,
The glint in the eyes of my Dad.
Reminding me of happy times,
And the childhood that I had.
Smart, strong, yet oh so sweet,
A rascal like my own son.
Quick witted and fast on your feet,
Surely, my heart you have won.
We are kindred spirits you and I,
Driven by what's in our hearts.
With an energetic love of freedom,
Life's gifts, and passion for the arts.
Sometimes you are the little boy,
"Gram, rub my head while I sleep."
Yet with those who try to rob your joy,
You see things so sharply and deep.
To say you make me proud as can be,
Well, it barely scratches the surface.
As the happiness you bring to me,
When I see your dear smiling face.
That you are loved, I hope you know.
To my heart, you'll always hold the key.
So strive, stay strong, and grow,
For you are part of my legacy.
©2013 Carol Gregoire
HypnoticI gaze into your eyes of blue.
Finding them to be so hypnotic.
I'm not sure what to make of you,
As I read your words so cryptic.
Looking now at your pictures too,
I wonder why it is you never smile.
I think that maybe I can fix you,
Although it will surely take a while.
Thinking that I should know better.
Do I run now, or take a chance?
Your hold on me is like a fetter,
Restraints of love's sweet trance.
So deeper and deeper I now fall,
Clinging to my freedom's breath.
Will it be on my knees I'll crawl,
To arrive at love's summit or death?
If I feel anything, it is not fear.
I'm lost in an excited state of bliss.
Longing to feel you raw and near.
Hypnotize me with your wanton kiss.
So inhale now and deeply breathe.
For you've set the stage so well.
Emotions from everywhere now seethe,
With passion like the fires from hell.
©2013 Carol Gregoire
StalemateWe're caught in a stalemate,
Which move will we chose?
Stay away, or take a step,
We've nothing left to lose.
We can just keep looking,
But you know it's all the same.
Close your eyes, you feel me.
In dreams, you call my name.
Neither wants this emptiness,
Nor ending with this fight.
Come be with me now,
Bring me back the night.
You've drawn me in before.
Please don't shut me out.
I needed time to trust you.
I have no cause for doubt.
Let's see where this takes us.
We'll go there hand in hand.
But nothing will become of us,
If steadfast we must stand.
Open up your eyes now,
Along with your closed heart.
We'll stake a claim in us.
It's not our time to part.
©2013 Carol Gregoire