Peace

my stricken heart

and

my weary soul

are lost and dead to this world

where can they find again

their peace and happiness

wel...

if not with me

maybe within themselves

(c) JR. 2022

Some day

Some day, life will become more than a stranger to me

some day, my life will be all that more easy to live

some day, my life will live and find its peace

some day, my life will make me sleep forever

and even my life it self won't know it did

(c) JR. 2022

Takin' it easy

 and I'm taking it easy

lying low in the shadow of my thoughts

thinking of you in that new morning of our past

hoping I'll find us a peace in which you and me

can have more than a promise in life much more

we can ever forget

knowing, hoping searching for a way

finding a way, finding again what we once had

in which we laughed, loved yet never cried 

yes, we were only living the good times

 and now I'm taking it easy

lying low in the shadow of my thoughts

thinking of you, wondering how I can get to you

so far away, so far out of range, so lost in your memories

of a past almost dead and gone and a future that didn't last

and I'm hoping, searching for a way

to leave that past behind bringing it up to you

into a new morning where we can wonder again

and find a way to live and not forget there's always

a way in which we can find each other in a promise

of a future that will last

and I'm taking it easy

(c) JR. 2020

A pain I can bear

she was one great woman
never said she'd leave kept
me satisfied in love with so
little I was pleased

now she's gone away feelin'
out of touch out of place never
broke the peace yet she never
left me

I decided to call it a day used
me as a puppet with whom she
would play a toy thrown into
its shade

I'm stuck with my love thought
she wouldn't leave my heart misses
its beat yet it won't bring her back
to me

so I'm sittin' here with a wasted life
with a pain I can bear it'll heal in time
packin' my suitcases

haven't got much left collecting
all my things don't think I'll be
back

(c)  JR. 2018

Last Offensive

beaten, but not defeated
longing for some peace
exchanged glances confirm
the question in their eyes

some tense sense of
restfulness reaches troubled
minds, an forgotten force erupts
from the ultimate depth of their
souls

surrounded by detructive
testamonies of a morbid idealism,
late in the sfternoon the sun seeks
refuge in its own setting

silence encircles them like
a heavy cloak a deep sigh
tells it all

                 II

behind the grit of devistation
time slices through each's own
man made hell

fear calls upon their last shred of
courage, a last offensive reaches
out for them

suddenly rage seeks its confrontation
muffled cries ring out calling on ones
dear, even a 'maker'

in a 'dance macabre' steel encounters steel
forging an ending never to be revealed
slowly fading into a battle born mist

a feeling of contentment settles in
somewhere a last fiant sigh is heard
place an time meet again, it has no
winners

(c) JR.  4-5-2014