Jeremiah
Postert
Poetry by
Jeremiah Postert. Jeremiah is a student of life
and lover of souls.
A flower holds so much
beauty
and yet if there is no one
to see it
what is it worth
and though I can not see
you
I hope mine bring a smile
to you
for I know that smile is
one of the
most beautiful things in
the world
and even the flowers that
brought it
will be jealous
End
I think I finally
understand
the power of love can be so
grand
but only as a two part
whole
can I reach that final goal
with you my heart didn't
look it only leapt
and because of that every
night I truly wept
my heart was broke it felt
shattered
nothing else really
mattered
I thought God threw you in
my lap
then later it felt like the
devil's trap
You opened a bridge
between my heart and soul
though only a small one it
will grow
but not for you, it doesn't
seem right
for true love it shouldn't
be a fight
I have learned your just a
friend
and I hope that will never
end.
End
flying through the air
seeing what I wanted
obstacles I would not see,
not going to be daunted
crashed upon my first
heart's journey
at least I'm not carried
out on a gourney
I crashed but landed in
soft hey
I hope a friend this woman
shall stay
I shall fly again someday
I pray not blinded by
love's ray
but flying with it's
greatest power
yet soft and lovely like a
flower
I fear to find another rose
their points a danger they
do pose
and while a rose is worth
finding
and so very much inspiring
perhaps one that desires my
touch
I pray for this so very
much
End
This new flyer has hit a
pitfall of my own making
a letter from my
concience's undertaking
read by one whom he cared
for
now she speaks to him
nevermore
a silly fools quest for
love
one I thought sent from
above
a fool I say, a fool was I
to believe in such a
wondrous lie
forged by evil this lie was
the master of darkness says
because
this man thought to fly
for this crime his heart
shall die
As my soul was stripped
away
My heart was taken that day
a hallow and empty shell
was all that hit when I
fell
my heart now tortured by a
demon
may one day escape, and for
one reason
to try again to find a love
and fly again as gentle as
a dove
my tears have fallen and
formed the ocean
now I have left but one
notion
for her unhappiness to end
and once again to be her
friend.
End
this poem has been shown
to a VERY few..
I lived my life with
boring ease
a woman changed it in a
breeze
she took me to the edge of
a cliff
and beckoned me to fly
Unsure, confused, and
scared stiff
all I could do was try
Now I'm floating on a
summer breeze
but my lifes not filled
with ease
Who knew there were
pitfalls in the air?
fly so free I do not dare
Where will this new flyer
go?
In my heart I do not know..
End
SHATTERED...
I live for chances and
dreams
what do I have left,
if you take away these
things
My world but a mirror
of the chance that was my
soul
My heart was once large,
and warm and of pure gold.
I see now that was just
a chance of a dream seen
in a mirror.
the truth is much darker
than what I have told.
I see now my heart
not large, warm or gold
Just black cold and
lifeless
as if that really mattered
foras you can see
the mirror
and I
have been utterly
SHATTERED
Walking
I usually just walk along
sometimes I look up with
hope in my eyes
but I still haven't reached
anywhere
occasionally I'll look back
thinking
I won't see anything, I'm
sure I've never been
anywhere. And there they
will be,
places I have slowly walked
through, dimly
remembered pleasantries.
Somewhere! Why did
I keep walking, I'm not
really sure.
I know I have to keep
going, 'cause I'm
searching for something.
I'm not sure
what. but I know it's gotta
be out there.
So I'll just keep walking
along.
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to
the Fire
© 1997 Jeremiah
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