HEART BEAT

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Mother Earth’s heart beat

Like the rhythm of a drum

One two three four five

I close my eyes and listen

Her tempo in perfect time

© Sherry Irvine – October 24, 2011

Tanka style

TRANSFORMED

I am a seed

Just like everyone else

Blinded by the darkness

In the soil that is my home

I am well taken care of

Watered with love

Nurtured with hugs

Waiting to grow

After a long long time

I finally begin to grow

First I grow a golden root

That reaches far into the earth

With my eyes still closed

I begin to feel and hear things

I hear a drum beating

I feel it singing inside me

I realize this is my heartbeat

After a long while of listening

To the song of my heart

I am overjoyed with love

I feel this warmth in the dark

I can feel it above my head

I struggle to make my way to it

And it slowly melts away my shell

With half an eye open now

My head pokes through the darkness

It is so very very bright

It’s warmth is so comforting

Every day I grow a bit more

Getting stronger and stronger

And before I know it

I am standing very tall

With my eyes fully open

I am bursting with happiness

For I have transformed

Into the beautiful flower

That I was always meant to be

© Sherry Irvine – October 24, 2011

Long Time Lovers

They met in 1982

While smoking cigarettes

They really had no idea

That fate had planned the rest

They didn’t see each other

For a long long while

Both were crazy teenagers

Growing up through their trials

They wed in 1985

On a warm and sunny day

They vowed to love each other

Til the end of all their days

They had a son and daughter

Who grew up to be real fine

The years went by so quickly

They wondered about their time

So they did a little travelling

They owned their little home

They liked to walk on moonlit nights

And watch their grandkids grow

They listened to the rain fall

Enjoyed the snowy storms

Leaves blowing from the trees

And summer air was warm

They were best friends and lovers

Inseparable to the core

Every second sacred

They had everything and more

Then she became sick at 82

She started to forget

He held her hand until the end

Then she was laid to rest

He was an old man at 85

His heart it would not mend

One day he took his last breath

She was waiting for him at the end

But fate would have them meet again

While smoking cigarettes

They would have no idea

That fate had planned the rest

© Sherry Irvine – October 12, 2011

HOLY CRICKET

Chirp!   Chirp!   Chirp!

Crickets in the bushes

Crickets in the grass

Happy chirping voices

Singing songs that last

They sing in perfect unison

Their melodies are light

Singing like a gospel choir

All throughout the night

Except for one little cricket

He is different than the rest

He sings a special song for me

And truly….he’s the best

His voice is a little deeper

His song is loud and clear

He sings it rather slowly

This message for me to hear

He says to me

Slow down Miss Sherry….just a little bit

Don’t worry – everything is fine

You are where you should be

And you’re in perfect time

What’s the rush?  Bah!

Let your big blue voice be heard

Dare to be different from the rest

Your destiny is your words.

Thank you Holy Cricket for the message so divine

xoxo

JUST LOVE



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To open the eyes

To the darkness

Is to see the truth

It envelopes you

This darkness.

Do not fear it

Just acknowledge it

With love and light

What do you see?

The flaws of another?

These are yours too

Embrace it

Understand it

Our lessons of love

Just acknowledge it

With love and light

Open your eyes

To the darkness

And seek your truth

Look at ALL the beauty

In everything you see

In everything you hear

Open your heart

Your entire being

Until it overflows

With love and light

Love each other

Love our differences

Just Love.

© Sherry Irvine - September  2, 2011

Spiderwoman

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A wise and lovely lady

Came very close to me

Her long eight legs

Elegantly beckoning me

She was black and beautiful

And of the insect type

Her web was red and curly

While weaving in the light

She whispered very softly

Upon my blue third eye

A very gentle reminder

Please do not be shy

She told me to

Practice what you love

The rest will come in time

Don’t worry about a thing

Chill with a glass of wine

Capture a stolen moment

A special thought or two

You know exactly what

You're supposed to do

Write about the flowers

And the wild sea

Write about the lovers

In the photos that you see

Spin a tale of your own

Of happiness, love or woes

Write about your passions

Waiting to be told

Shine your light

Polish it with love

You are a creator

Just be yourself and it will set you free

Sherry Irvine - September 1, 2011

The Song

1942 - Leonard Farrell (guitar) and Victor (fiddle)

The young man has a passion
Yet he cannot read a note
But he picks up the old guitar
And sings some words he wrote

He strums gently on her strings
His fingers know where to go
He picks the notes with ease
To match those words of woe

She left me for another
And it wasn’t another man
She chose the bottle over me
And now I will be damned

She drank me out of house and home
Took my money, now I'm broke
She took the dog and left the kids
And I sing with this sore throat

How could she do this to me?
She’s gone and tore me apart
We’re supposed to be together
But instead she broke my heart

We used to like to take long drives
Back then she was carefree
The world was new and ours to take
And now it’s the drink she sees

What about our little Leonard?
And our Sally-May?
She is the mother of our children
Now what am I to say?

She left me for another
And it wasn’t another man
She chose the bottle over me
And now I will be damned

A young fellow with a fiddle
Accompanies his song
Together they create a masterpiece
That's not too short or long

Together they attract a crowd
And they listen to what he sings
They can hear his broken heart
And the sorrow that it brings

Their toes are tappin’
The crowd is clappin’ and
Singing the words he wrote
About the girl who left him
For the bottle and a smoke

She left me for another
And it wasn’t another man
She chose the bottle over me
And now I will be damned

©Sherry Irvine – August 28, 2011



Dark Night

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Batman, my son

Don’t fight the dark night

Go to sleep now

Everything is alright

There will always be jokers

And riddles to solve

Don’t lose your sleep

In the morning resolve

Some lovers are poison

Like ivy on the wall

Freezing your heart

Some two-faced and tall

Yet others will purr

Like a catwoman sings

Some cute as the penguins

On a warm day in spring

Dress yourself fine

Unlike a scarecrow

Remove the mad hatter

It’s not your bane you know

“It’s not who you are underneath

It’s what you do that defines you”

You know the truth

And the truth is you.

© Sherry Irvine – June 14, 2011

An Ode to Rob

I'm Geooooorgie, I am a Cat

I'm brown and like to chat

I'm loud and love a pat

I'm George and I'm all dat

I'm so graceful and refined

My purr is loud and quite divine

I swing and swagger my big behind

I'm not too fussy where I dine

The poor little chippies

And poor little mice

An unfortunate rendezvous

Has cost them their life

Their feet and tails left on his mat

Where I have made a messy splat

I'm Geooooorgie, I am a Cat

I'm George and I'm all dat

C'mon....

I'm George and I'll sing my song

Mice and chippies don't belong

C'mon, c'mon, sing along

C'mon, I'm George and I'm singing a song

For you....Rob.

Meow!!!  Happy Father's Day!

I love you Rob xoxo

Fear Not

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Fear not my child

Everything will be alright

I’ll wipe your tears

While I hold you tight

Weep not my child

Fear blurs your sight

I’ll wipe your tears

And you’ll see what’s right

Turn your face dear child

From the clouds and rain

I’ll wipe your tears

Take away your pain

The end is near

Tomorrow vs today

I’ll wipe your tears

And show you the way

Embrace the greatness

You’re meant to be

I’ll hold your hand

Just wait and see

Fear not my child

As you build your new life

I’ll hold your hand

Everything will be alright

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© Sherry Irvine – June 6, 2011

Dance with Me?

Dance with Me?

You want to be my partner?

I can see – the music has started

You are calling

And I am smiling

I bet you dance with all the girls

No matter though, I’m still thrilled

Hold my hand, I'm with you now

Take the lead

Please show me how

Down the treasured garden path

Under the stars and moon

The music beats inside our chests

No matter what
When I'm with you I'm blessed

© Sherry Irvine – June 4, 2011

Garden Fairies





There are fairies in my garden

They’re really rather small

I hear them whisper secrets

At my waterfall

Sometimes I hear them giggling

Amongst the bushes rose

Around the dogwood thicket

Tickling tiny toes

Grumpy gnomes are snoring

Inside their mushroom homes

Blushing girls and handsome boys

In their fancy clothes

They peer into my gazing balls

Up close with one big eye

Toothy grins and double chins

It seems they’re not too shy

She waltz’s with orange flowers

He salsas with impatiens

They rumba with the sunflowers

Staked along the fence

A young boy flirts with Coral Bells

He kisses her petals tender

She embraces his attentions

Until his love surrenders

They’re friendly to all the insects

They lead the choir of birds

They especially like my spider

That helps me write my words

Their pretty wings are fluttering

In the light of the golden sun

They spread their magic fairy dust

With exuberance and fun

The fairies live in my garden

How do I know they do?

As long as love resides there

They’re in your garden too.

End of the Beginning

I keep hearing that this is

The Beginning of the End

 I’d like to challenge that.

WHAT IF

We are being prepared for

The End of the Beginning?

A cleansing of the Earth’s soul

Exploding it’s fury but forgiving

To give us yet another chance

To end famine, war, hate

Pollution, crime and other human nonsense

WHAT IF

Hurricanes, tornadoes, floods, fires,

Erupting volcanoes and earthquakes

Were the only way that we could see

To notice with concern, pay attention

Learn to listen to Mother Earth

WHAT IF

This is the end of an era

The end of what we know today?

WHAT IF

We are evolving as humans

As we evolved from the Stone Age

Copper Age, Bronze and Iron

WHAT IF

We are progressing into a community

Of loving, peaceful, respectful people

Kind, sharing and caring

WHAT IF

We come together as people

Take care of each other

Enjoy each other’s presents

Appreciate all life

And all the things that make us great

WHAT IF….
The Earth is in labour

And it’s meant to be a bit painful

But all will be okay

Because what we get in the end

Is wonderful.

Morning Songs

Darling little Robin

It’s only 3:15

Too early in the morning

For you to start to sing

But alas it isn’t very long

Before your friends join in

Singing all the pretty songs

Before the night is gone

Good morning, good morning

It’s time to get up

The day is bright and fresh

Good morning, good morning

It’s time to get up

After your long night’s rest

Soon the Robin’s songs are done

But I am treated to some more

Mourning doves sing their songs

Their voices haunting but strong

Good morning, good morning

It’s time to get up

The sun is shining…. Hellooo…hellooo

Good morning, good morning

Hellooo….hellooo

It’s time to get up...I'm talking to you

The morning songs are lovely

I listen to the chirps and cries
I'm charmed by the words they say
A perfect way to greet the day