Patti Williams Poems

Lou Gehrig was a baseball player,
Hitting baseballs hard and true!
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Walking through the ice and snow,
Moonlight casting a blue/white glow,
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No more tender moments.
No more soft caress.
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Seeing hypocrites everyday,
We shake our heads and turn away.
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I have seen the splendor of the moonlight on the waves.
The brilliance of the sun sparkling playfully in the day.
I have seen the glory of life being spawned at sea...
I have seen many things; I have seen the sea.
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Born of water, salt and wind; seaweed in my hair.
Longing for the ocean's depths, seldom needing air.
Serenity in the moonlit waves, lapping at the shore.
Riding the waves' rise and fall, contents my very core.
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Searching through the ends of time;
One existance to another.
Watching treads of life unwind,
There is no time to recover.
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Why do we listen when they say it can't be done?
Why do we care when they tell us that the game can't be won?
Nothing's over 'til it's over and of this you can be sure,
So why let go of victory when the desire to win is yours?
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She's sitting by a fire watching sparks swirling by,
Feeling so alone, trying hard not to cry.
Remembering her husband who's been dead 3 years now,
How he used to sit beside her by the fire and lay her down.
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Some of us live our lives inside a shell
Like crabs, retreating to our cell.
Picking away at what washes ashore,
Throw some out and pick through some more.
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