Jeff Bresee Poems
|1.||A Child Passed By||10/21/2008|
|2.||A Prayer Unanswered||10/21/2008|
|5.||By Their Fruits||10/22/2008|
|6.||Can I Write You||10/22/2008|
|13.||Heaven Help Me||10/22/2008|
|15.||I Dreamt Of You||10/22/2008|
|16.||In Search Of||10/22/2008|
|17.||In The End||10/22/2008|
|21.||The Worst (Rewritten As A Song)||10/22/2008|
|23.||The Edge Your Skin||10/22/2008|
|24.||The Final Note||10/22/2008|
|27.||These Tears I Cry||10/22/2008|
|28.||Three Things Commonly Done Bass-Ackwards||10/22/2008|
|30.||We Were Happy||10/22/2008|
|31.||Who Is He||10/22/2008|
|35.||Unto What End||10/22/2008|
Prepare For Rain
A tale I once heard of two men of the land
Who’s lives were defined by the toil of their hands.
Each man was beholden to God for increase.
So when the time came that the precious rain ceased,
Each fell to his knees and petitioned the Lord
To open the heavens and let the rains pour.
While one sat and looked to the skies for reprieve
The other arose and walked to the dry stream,
And pulled boards and built dams, again and again
Doing all he that knew to prepare for the rain.
So now in my life I consider this tale
Each time that I stumble or...
A Better Way
It seems so very long ago, and yet like yesterday,
We stood as one and made our vows to love and to obey.
And with this oath we sealed our love until “at death we part”.
Thereafter, pondering…these few words served but to pierce my heart.
Then days rolled into weeks and months, and months rolled into years;
Without a compass, dreams now ash, and laughter quenched by tears.