A Dream for Real….

This dream I had, was so incredibly real.

Just like hours before, your embrace I did feel.

You wondered why you feel,

the way that you do about me.

As usual, the answer,

was plain to see.

You told me you had,

such a strong urge to kiss.

We can no longer wait,

to unleash the passion we miss.

I awoke to realize,

it was all in my mind.

Your familiar expression,

was not here for me to find.

A dream or not,

this happened for real.

I guess it’s a reminder,

of all the things for you I feel.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

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When I Was Born…

I was born on a humid day in June,

my new eyes danced a hopeful tune,

the wordless song, of a baby’s croon.

At first glance, how my mother swooned,

filled with the joy of life’s loving spoon.

The world seemed to pause at my arrival,

so dependent on others for my survival.

With eyes wide open, I looked all around,

at this new place, I had somehow found.

This woman who stared, with eyes that adored,

I felt all the love her heart eagerly poured.

How I wished I could tell her, that I loved her too,

with the innocent sound of my infant ‘coo’.

She seemed unsure about what to do,

but her loving expression said, “how I love you”.

How happy was I, in my world anew!

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

***This poem was inspired by a ‘prompt’ I received in a class I’m taking on Saturday mornings. We were asked to describe the day we were born through our own eyes. This is what I came up with….hope you enjoy it!

It’s a Good Thing….

It’s a good thing when two people really care,

about each others feelings and the life that they share.

It’s a good thing when two people can be honest and true,

while looking forward to all the things they can do.

Together as one, a dynamic team indeed,

while devouring the energy on which they feed.

Together they know there’s nothing they can’t do,

the uniqueness of their bond is rare and few.

It’s a good thing when ‘trust’ reigns supreme,

to provide a strong platform to support this team.

It’s a good thing when two people are on the same page,

similar opinions on life; no matter their age.

It’s a good thing when men can truly come clean,

and do what they say and say what they mean.

It’s easy to say what a woman wants to hear,

the halfhearted attempts to conceal the fear.

The fear of revealing the true person they are,

afraid of being judged; not being up to par.

It’s a good thing to realize the truth lies within,

it will set them free to be a man among men.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

 

There Is Room For Your Gifts…

Everyone has a gift,

for which there’s plenty of room.

Be it a talent for writing,

or creating scents and perfumes.

We all have the ability

to shine bright as can be,

but we must acknowledge the worth,

that everyone else can see.

You may think your words,

fall limp on deaf ears.

Unknowingly giving weight,

to the root of your fears.

Until you accept,

that your gifts have a space,

talents remain hidden, in an undisclosed place.

There is room for your gifts,

so please have a seat.

Your talents are needed,

for a world complete!

By Sylvia Porter-Hall