The Call

According to the song by the "man in black,"
he "fell into a burning ring of fire".
He's left us now but Im sure he can see,
that we as humans have fell into a pit of muck and mire.
Treading water in the thick immovable
paralizing tar of fear.
Our lungs are burning and crying for air,
not contaminated by intolerance, hate. or the smell of sulfur that seems so near.
Surrounded by atrocities we cannot comprehend,
our eyes are clenched tight.
Yet we see through the lids and
the acid tears flow no matter how hard we fight.
Our hearts have shriveled within our chests.
The blood it once pumped long shed in the muck,
absorbed by the futility of loves endless quest.
Slowly we're losing ground,
slowly we're sinking.
What are we doing?
What the hell are we thinking?
How many babies must die at their mother own hand?
How many kittens tossed from the window of a speeing car?
How many daughters must still cower waiting for daddy's "good night"?
When will it be to much, gone to far?
Each of us can help, we can make it better.
One by one we can shed the black ooze.
Reach back for the one behind us and offer our hand,
we dont have to go under, we dont have to lose.
We're in this together, like it or not.
We all have something to give, whether big or small,
it all matters . give what ever you can.
Love you fellow man, answer the call.

The Question

You hide behind you fears I hide behind my tears You are mine and I am yours. You know You accept We are Better than before You know The symbol comes The sun sets against a purple sky as you hand to me the tangible sign I cry Soft warm grass caressess my body. We are one Never to separate again All is well We scream in unison The owl hears, understands and asks WHO? We answer US!

Being Is

Snow capped mountains, deep blue sea An apple in a bright green tree A singing child A love gone wild I laugh and play, touch and love For all is well in heaven and hell Defeat the devil It is done You and I are one You leave a part of you with me You keep the part I cannot see I feel you inside of me I see you beside me Here or away you are mine We are one A look, a touch, a tender kiss Passion beyond the heaven above Star crossed love, forever mine Aging like a find cool wine I am here, You are there We are, have been will always be

I've walked her green valleys, and stood on the cliffs watching the oceans waves roll in
I've marveled at the miles and miles of stone walls as they meander up and down the mountain side
I've stood before the fairy mound, and yes I looked for the fairy or leprechaun behind the bush
I've danced to the lively jigs and been taken to places far away by the sound of Celtic pipes
I've drank the beer and tasted the stew
I've seen the dark side of the Irish temper, and the sweet innocent side of the young lads and lassies
I've seen her barren and lonely side, and heard her story of sorrow and grief
There is no other place on earth that touches you as this tiny island. Her history, her traditions, her folklore, her people.
If you ever get the chance, go there, feel her story for it resonates in every person, place and thing.
I guarantee you will be a different person

Erin go Bragh!

there's a dark spot in my soul
it fills me with fear
spirit is forever, I know
but I have not learned to touch it yet
How will I go on if you leave me now?
memories do not comfort me
they stir the muddy dark spot till it rises up like a phoenix
but there is no beauty there, just dark and alone
Im stuck here, immersed in the physical
loving and needing you
afraid of losing you
losing myself
fighting to see the good
failing
falling
crying.............................................................

Shelli Mellert I stood on the edge of eternity, wavering, faultering, alone and afraid. My eyes closed tightly I stepped into the unknown, I fell for the blink of an eye, then I soared like an eagle. He caught me, he holds me, he cradles me, he has given me gossamier wings and I fly........................................................

THE VISITOR

In the still of a cold winters night
We sit together in quiet repose
She casts a glow of heavenly light
As she strikes her soft majestic pose

Although she comes to me but once a year
I know beyond a doubt she will come
Her arrival my cause me to shed a tear
Or get so excited my brain starts to hum

She is the thread that weaves through my life
She's always been there through the good and the bad
Somehow her presence helps ease the strife
And when I sit by her, it's impossible to feel sad

We remember the days when I was a child
Her visits were much longer way back then
How we'd play dress up and mama went wild
Draping us in blue baubles and silver chains, so delicate and thin

We speak of old friends and loves gone awry
Of new friends we've made and those that we've lost
The changes we've gone through as the years have passed by
The things we hang on to that should have been tossed

We relive the years since my daughter was born
How they bonded from the very first time that they met
And she assures me there is no reason to mourn
She will visit her too, on that you can bet

And though her stay is much shorter these days
Our time together is so special to me
As long as I'm able I'll find a way
To brighten my life with my Christmas Tree