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SOME DAY YOU ARE GOING TO NEED ONE |
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Poems That Truly Make You Feel |
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By Scott A. Scherer
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Published April 2011 by Scott A. Scherer at Smashwords Copyright 2011 Scott A. Scherer
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All information included in this book has been written by me except or the Introduction, About the Author and Editor’s Note.
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Special thanks go to my family for always helping me to pick up the pieces. To my editor, for having the ability to “Get Me”. My Daughters for loving me in spite of myself. And to you the reader for buying this book.
I am confident you will find what you are looking for by the time you have finished this book. I am confident that several of the poems I have written will hit home in your life.
Remember to always be nice!
INTRODUCTION
There are a lot of books of poems available today. So what makes this book any different from the others? There are many reasons why this book is worth purchasing and reading.
These poems are written from the heart of the writer and written for you so you can easily put yourself in the shoes of the character or characters in the poem. They will not only let you feel what the writer is feeling, they also reach into your heart, your mind and touch you in a place understood only by emotions. Emotions many of us have felt and are unable to find the words to put down on paper.
Most of the poems deal with very important subjects such as love, loss of a loved one, religion and those times when life just doesn’t make sense.
Hopefully by reading these poems you will know you are not alone in your feelings, that someone else has felt those same emotions and feelings, and has been able to give them voice.
Some of the poems are written to make you laugh and some are written to make you smile. Some were just written to let you know that somewhere someone else has had the same feelings and thoughts. Someone else has gone through what you the readers are going through right now. Someone else understands…YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!
But there is one thing which is for certain. You will find yourself in at least one of these poems. You will feel yourself in at least one poem and you will not feel alone. Such amazing poems as “Lost and Found”.
I challenge you, the reader, not to cry while reading this poem and many others. You will find yourself laughing and smiling as well.
Your emotions will be on a rollercoaster ride from the first poem to the last poem. So please sit back, hold onto your seat and…Enjoy the ride.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Scott A. Scherer was born in 1961 in St. Paul, Minnesota. He has lived most of his life in Minnesota however spending 10 years out of state in the armed forces or working for other companies.
He started writing poetry at the age of 10 years. He discovered he had a real talent for it at 15. But it was not until life had turned full circle and he found himself having to choose a career to start from nothing he decided to completely embrace his talent.
A turning point in his writing was when he learned that he could take any word, phrase, or subject and quickly turn it into a poem, short story or song. And now he is also going to be turning these ideas into books.
He had some friends encourage him to pursue his writing career. And we are thankful to those friends. He truly has something unique to offer the world.
This is his first book, but, by no means his last. These are some of the future works you can expect in the next year from Scott:
WHAT SHE EXPECTS YOU TO KNOW – The 1st of several books teaching men the basics to keep them from spending their life in the dog house.
VOID – A poetry and short story book which focuses on all the hurt and pain that life can bring
SAMSON – Romance novel about an very virile business man who travels the globe, setting blaze to one major city at a time.
TWO GENERATIONS – A joint venture poetry book with his daughter.
IN MEMORY OF - A book dedicated to a loved one who has pass on
And many more…
Scott is divorced, has 2 grown daughters and 4 grandchildren. He is currently living in Coon Rapids, Minnesota. I am certain that we will see many more books from him now that he is writing fulltime.
EDITOR’S NOTE
Hello, Let me introduce myself. I am Tammy Belicic, Scotts’ editor and friend. I became his editor and his friend at around the same time. Scott asked me to read some of his writing and give an opinion. I told him I would read and give him an honest opinion, although he may not like it.
When I read the first things he sent me I was hooked. Scotts’ writing touched me, not just in my heart but somewhere deep inside. He has the ability to put into words the thoughts and emotions I had experienced and felt, but I (and hopefully those who will read him in the future) have never been able to put into words.
His writing left me with the feeling that I was not alone and that someone else had been there, done that and felt the same way. Someone else has went through the same emotional roller coaster we call life and came out at the end able to write about it. He has an amazing way of taking all those powerful feelings and emotions which often accompany very sad and very happy times in life, and putting them down on paper. I am sure others who read his writing will feel the same way.
However, he quickly found, as wonderful as his abilities were to say things that others just hoped they could say, his fingers didn’t seem to be able to type as fast as his brain was composing. His poems needed editing and that is where my attention to detail and often perfectionist personality became very useful to our new and growing relationship.
I found myself first reading and feeling his words. Then as I was editing them in my head as I reread his writing, I offered to edit his writing. That is how I became his editor. I feel very privileged and honored to be given the opportunity to not only read his work but to edit for him as well.
I enjoy reading and editing for Scott very much. He has a way of getting inside your head, your heart and your emotions, a way of making you really feel all the emotions in his writing. Of putting down on paper thoughts and feelings that would otherwise remain unexpressed by me and others who are not so talented with words.
I see Scott becoming a known writer in the future if he is given the chance and opportunity. I would see it as a great loss and tragedy if others are not given the opportunity read what comes from his mind and heart. Few people have the ability to bring you into the heart of a poem and make you feel the words, to fill your eyes with tears and then make you glad you were there because you feel lighter, better and not so alone in what you are feeling or have felt.
I know his writing will reach and touch the hearts and emotions of many. For Scott to keep his writing to himself would truly be a loss to those millions who will grow to love and respect him for the gift he has.
Tammy
INDEX
COVER PAGE ________________________________________________________ 1
INTRODUCTION ______________________________________________________ 2
ABOUT THE AUTHOR _________________________________________________ 3
EDITORS NOTE ______________________________________________________ 4
INDEX ______________________________________________________________ 5
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS _______________________________ 6 - 26
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS ____________________________________ 27 - 50
SPIRITUAL POEMS ______________________________________________ 51 – 65
DAZED AND CONFUSED POEMS___________________________________ 66 – 84
COMICAL POEMS _______________________________________________ 85 – 95
LOVE AND ROMANCE POEMS ____________________________________ 96 - 121
ASSORTED AND UNUSUALPOEMS ______________________________ 122 – 131
THANK YOU _______________________________________________________132
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
LOST AND FOUND
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
LOST AND FOUND
I lost you!
One day while on my way to….
I don’t remember now!?
I was…I mean we were.
And then you were…gone!
Gone, how can you be gone?
I was just talking to you.
I was talking to you and then.
I turned, you said something.
And then you were…gone!
I lost you!
I did not ever want to lose you.
Life without you is not real.
How can you be gone?
It doesn’t make sense!?
Gone…you’re gone!
Maybe if I held on tighter?
Maybe if I had?
Had done…what?
How could I have stopped it?
How could I prevent such a tragedy?
Gone…you’re gone!
I went looking for you today.
I did not want to accept it.
I went everywhere to find you.
I even stopped at the lost and found.
You know the one at the library?
Where you and I spent hours…
I lost you!
I thought I saw you and ran.
Tears streaming down my eyes.
Ran until I could not run anymore.
I fell in the grass.
Down on my knees.
It was not you!!!
I lost you!
I remember now.
Tears running down my cheeks.
I heard myself wailing.
People where staring.
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
LOST
AND FOUND (continued)
Then I felt a peace come over me.
Looked up and a man.
He had his hand on my shoulder.
He said “I am sorry”.
And then he said “I can only help you understand”.
“but I cannot help you accept”.
I understood that.
Because even after I knew why!
My heart still hurt for you.
My head would not let me forget you.
But then I realized!
I didn’t want to forget you.
I love you and want to remember that.
I want to remember your smile, your eyes.
I want to remember how your presence…
Made my world a better place!
I lost you…I cried!
Then one day I found you.
Not where I expected to find you.
Not in the places we had been.
Not where I had seen you last or most.
But inside of me I found you.
Where you will live forever!
And my tears are a gift to you.
I am just watering our new relationship.
The one that is growing inside me!
Where I can find you, just as you were...
The last time I saw you.
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
15 SECONDS AGO
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
15 Seconds Ago…I was fine
Fine, until I got your email
Your email which I thought would be about love
Then I read it and found out
Found out that nothing you said before about love was real
15 Seconds Ago…I was fine
Until I got the call
Got the call that you were there
The doctor told me the news
The news that you were shot and had died on the table
15 Seconds Ago…I was fine
Until I got the papers in the mail
Papers in the mail
The divorce papers that ended all of my hopes and dreams
Hopes and dreams of having a wonderful life with the person I loved
We are often asked if we would turn back time
Turn back time too many years ago
Years ago to when we were an age that we liked better
I would not wish for this. All I want is…
All I want is … my 15 seconds back...
Just 15 little seconds….that is all I want….
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
ANOTHER ONE HAS GONE HOME
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
ANOTHER ONE HAS GONE HOME
God, I know you are listening,
So please remember me.
Please don’t forget about me,
In this time of heartbreak and loss.
Remember me and the man who made me.
Remember the day You made him.
Such a priceless piece of creation.
You made him and knew that he would make me.
God, remember how You crafted him.
You made him with such an amazing heart.
And unconditional love to match Your own.
Strong yet gentle arms to guide me.
Please Lord; take care of him for me.
Watch over him until I get there.
There I will sit next to You,
You and the man who also made me.
That day I will rejoice again.
There will be much rejoicing.
And celebrating in Heaven that day,
On that glorious day when we meet once more.
Sweet, precious God please remember.
Remember him, now in Your sight.
In Your heart so You can watch over him.
Him, the man who I loved so much.
God, please help me get through this.
Through this deep pain that I have.
Because he is now home with You.
He is now one of Your chosen Angels.
Please calm all of my fears and tears.
These tears are a lesson I must learn now.
Learn how to give as You gave.
And know it is for the best somehow.
Help me to seek peace in You.
Let me know that You and he are lovingly.
Watching over me every day,
Keeping me protected and safe.
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
ANOTHER ONE HAS GONE HOME (continued)
Please help me to be humble and loving.
As You are always to me.
Please help me to make each day a little better, a little easier.
So one day I can understand,
And can remember him, not with tears,
But with fondness, love and happiness.
Happiness because I know someday I shall see him once again.
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
I WAS
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
I WAS
I was a flower today
Stretching toward the sun
Opening my petals because of the warmth
Basking in the rays of your love
I was a piece of grass today
Seeking your rays to take away just a little water
As the rain had all but drown me
Now I am standing tall because you have strengthened me again
I was a tree today
Snow melting all around me
Needing your help to make my buds appear
You helped me, once again, through my toughest times
I was lost today
Not on my feet but in my mind
I could not find you
My heart is a shell without the sun of your love
I was the tide tonight
Just as the moon shown full
Causing me to surge to my greatest height ever
You have always brought out the best in me
I was nothing
I cared not to feel as I have sought you so long
My tears have started rivers filling lakes
My heart an empty shell
You are all I need to be whole again
You have always been the Sun and Moon in my life
Though I have always had strength
I made you the center of me
And now I can find no ground
My legs swing helplessly in space seeking purchase
My world has crumbled around me
Now I know how thousands have felt
Their desires to not go on living without love
True love that may only come in a lifetime
I was a salmon today
I swam for days up stream through life’s worst trials
Searching for only you
You were there and then gone
So slowly I sink
Sink slowly to the bottom of the river
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
HOW DEEP IS THE WATER?
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
HOW DEEP IS THE WATER?
How deep is the water???
He wondered as he entered the water from the bank and started to swim.
There she was in the boat ahead, ready to follow him everywhere he went.
They were on their jet skis, such small bodies for such big machines,
but they seemed to handle them well.
They would ride along side of him talking to him
and keeping his mind off the occasional pain in his muscles.
How deep is the water???
He wondered as he entered into his 4th hour of swimming.
They seem bigger now, at his side.
But still, when he turns and looks in their faces, they are the same in his heart.
They smile back and keep talking to him,
helping him forget the hours that have passed.
How deep is the water???
He wondered as he looked at his watch and realized
he’d been swimming for 8 hours now.
He looked back and she was still there in the boat,
where she always was, ready to throw him a line to bring him aboard if he grew too tired.
She smiled and waved at him, he smiled back and swam on.
How deep is the water???
He wondered as the waters got rougher and started to toss the jet skis around.
From nowhere it seemed, 2 larger, 2 seat jet skis pulled up and they got on,
letting theirs just drift back, into the past, where he had been.
How deep is the water???
He wondered as he swam into his 12th hour.
He felt something strange and looked back, and she wasn’t there.
He then remembered that she had some engine trouble or something
and a helicopter had lifted her away out of her boat.
She had told him that she was sure that someone would take her place soon.
How
deep is the water???
He wondered as the sky started to grow dark
and the water continued its
roll, taxing his muscles even more.
He wondered why he didn’t just stop swimming
and then he would know how deep the water was.
But he couldn’t, he wasn’t made that way.
Hopefully…they might still need him.
How deep is the water???
He wondered as the sun completely faded beyond the horizon.
He saw no light and hope started to fade in him.
How Deep is the water?!
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
HOW DEEP IS THE WATER? (continued)
How deep is the water???
He wondered as he swam on, not caring how long it has been since he entered the water.
He knew that the light would come back, it had to … didn’t it?
Someone would come and be following behind him,
ready to throw him a line if he got tired, wouldn’t they?
He was growing tired now, muscles screaming for him to stop…to just give up…
How deep is the water???
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
SO SMALL, BUT MY HEART IS YOURS
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
SO SMALL, BUT MY HEART IS YOURS
What a miracle you where
When you came into our lives
So small but we loved you
From the moment we saw you
We actually loved you before
While you were still growing
And the day you were born
Oh how my heart beat with joy
And tears flowed down my face
You were so small and so frail
I remember now…as I look at your empty crib
We never expected to be without you
You were ours and we were yours
Proud Mom and Dad, yes we were
I am certain people got tired of the pictures
You were so beautiful to us
Everything about you was amazing
I can still smell you
As I hold your crib blanked to my cheek
We wept for you what seemed forever
Sometimes so hard that we’d drop to our knees
We prayed to God to comfort us
And to remind our hearts
We will see you again
Time has passed now
We still have your pictures
They are in special places in our home (your home)
Your brother comes home today
We wrapped him in your blankets at the hospital
Weird how calm it seemed to make him
He will use your crib and your toys
Honey I hope you don’t mind
He will know all about you
He will know he will see you in heaven
In heaven where our sweet baby girl lives
So small you were, but my heart was yours
So small he is, and we love him too
Different, in a way, than we loved you
But just as strongly, we hope
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
SO SMALL, BUT MY HEART IS YOURS (continued)
Don’t ever worry that you will be forgotten
That we cannot do
No matter the children we have sweetheart
There will never be another you
You had the most amazing smile
I always laughed when you smiled
We miss you our beautiful baby
Please remember, you are always part of our family
And someday, soon, our family will be whole again
Until then, you will not be forgotten
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
SCARLET TEARS
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
SCARLET TEARS
Not sure what day it is,
Not sure that I even care.
Lost all desire to move or be part of life
This hole is black, it has no way out.
At least none that I can feel.
Tears flow from me like blood.
Leaving streaks on my cheek and pieces of me where ever they fall...
How long has it been now?
Since you left me like this?
To lie in my own pool of blood?
Scarlet tears pouring freely from my eyes.
I loved you from the first time our eyes met.
Now your eyes look upon another.
But mine cannot, will not.
I have eyes only for you.
You and empty blackness.
Oh, for the courage to jump,
The courage to take a thousand pills.
or to slice my willing wrists.
But I know I will not.
I'll just lie here, as scarlet tears flow like blood.
Feeling the flood also flow from my heart.
As inside I am slowly dying.
You have to come back to me!
I can't move, I can hardly even breathe.
I've not eaten for days.
I remain lying here, wasting away.
How Long has it been now?
How many hours, how many days?
Days that seem like endless years,
Lying here in a puddle of my own scarlet tears.
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
WAITING FOR LIFE TO BEGIN
LOST LOVE AND LOVED ONE POEMS
WAITING FOR LIFE TO BEGIN
I reach out with my heart
Seeking you in that place
You know the one
The place we both use to go
I have tried my life to find
What we all seek
To do things right
Fighting the urge to flight
Pain like rivers flows threw me
Lifetime of making the wrong left
I sought you in the clouds
No one to see…just me looking back at me
Listen, the wind is saying it again
Win, we cannot win, only survive
I am alive and live
But the life I live is that of a fool
Just meant to amuse you
I came through the same door as he did
Why is my world paper and his gold
Where is my love to hold
Lips to kiss and heart of gold
You walk away laughing
Thinking there is time
Thinking of only yesterday
No thought of tomorrow
I have run aground again
Sin, what sin is it this time
Loving too much…caring too much
Wanting to be part of the picture
I just want to be more than a walk-on
Never again to find the shore
And no great quest like that of Jason’s, am I on
Just to feel real again
Whole and not pieces lying on the floor
I have searched for you
In that special place…You know
Do not, please, leave me to wander
I have no home but this and if not…nothing
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS
BENT NEEDLE IN THE HAY STACK
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS
BENT NEEDLE IN THE HAY STACK
Precious was not an only child, but she was not like the rest of our children. Not that she was a bad child, she was precious. When she was born, there was something wrong. Actually there were many something’s wrong. We already had a name picked out for her and that name was Victoria. But when we looked at her, we realized that the name simply didn't fit her.
So for the first few days of her new life she had no name. Jack and I loved her as did her brothers and sisters. Everyone could tell that the baby was wrong. But all everyone ever said was "Well she is simply precious". And precious she was. She had the most amazing sparkle in her eyes. They shone with a light which seemed brighter than the North Star.
One night Jack and I were sitting in the hospital nursery, as we could not take our new daughter home yet. Suddenly it hit us and we both looked at each other and said "PRECIOUS".
After all the tests were done, we took our Precious home. It wasn't until a year had gone by that we learned the full extent of the troubles with Precious. She was deaf in her left ear completely, half blind in her right eye. Her left hand was 1/2 as big as her right hand and she was permanently color blind. And as if that was not enough there was some brain damage as well. We were very unsure of how all of this would affect her as she grew.
But she was simply precious. All of the kids helped us raise Precious, as it was a full time job. The kids were absolutely amazing. They thought of ways to help her use the good parts she had better than most. They also taught her to recognize shapes early on, and then they used the shapes to help her learn the colors of certain things. A triangle was yellow, a square was blue and so on. We were so proud of our children and loved them even more, if that was possible.
But Precious seemed not to even care that she had to tackle life a little differently. She always had that amazing sparkle in her eyes and when she learned how to smile...oh when she learned how to smile, we all cried because it was so beautiful. Our Precious was a unique and priceless gift from God.
Precious was slow, about 2 years behind every other child her age. But she never gave up. She was liked by all the kids in school, even her teachers commented on this. How Precious was never teased, never made fun of like some other kids were. Oh sure it would happen from time to time, when a new kid came to the school, and they didn't understand the rules. But they were very quickly educated by the other kids and never repeated the offense. Everyone knew you don't make Precious cry. It was an unspoken rule that was well understood. Her teachers wished all of their kids were like Precious. A needle in the haystack they called her.
All of the children learned at a very early age never to tease or pick on Precious. Because when Precious is hurt, two things happened. First, the amazing sparkle goes out of her eyes, and secondly, she lets out such a gut wrenching cry, it seems to go down into your very soul. That sound made everyone beg for forgiveness.
Word had spread and followed Precious through her years at school. And once the kids learned they couldn't make fun of her, they decided to get to know her. When they got to know her, they were always amazed at how smart, warm and loving she was. Everyone loved Precious.
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS
BENT NEEDLE IN THE HAY STACK (continued)
Precious continued to grow and learn. She was absolutely amazing to watch grow. Simply Amazing...Simply Precious she still was, even at 21 when she graduated from high school and went on to college. It took her 8 years to get a 4 year degree, but she did it. She even stayed on the A honor roll through all 8 years.
Now our Precious spends her life helping other babies grow up to be children who grow up to be more needles in haystacks. She has even traveled her way around the world.
Our Precious, we are all so very proud of her...Our needle...No our bent needle in the haystack.
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS
SPRING ALWAYS COMES
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS
SPRING ALWAYS COMES
I hear your screams
I feel your pain
I taste your tears
As you sit against me
I would that I could speak
But I cannot, I am a tree
Please, don't worry, as I like being a tree
Spring always comes
I always like when you sit against me
If I could talk, I'd tell you...
Spring always comes
As long as you never...
Never...stop believing
Spring always comes
No matter what you lose
No matter how bad the storm
No matter how deep the snow
Spring always comes
If I could talk, I'd tell you
Never give up and never stop believing
Spring always comes
New leaves always grow and I grow stronger
Stronger with every spring when it comes
So, if I could talk
I'd tell you, as you sit against me
Your spring will come
You will grow strong again
I know...I'm just a tree...but
Never stop trying
Never stop believing
Spring will come...
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS
M.O.P.
or
ONCE, A TIME AGO, LIFE WAS…NORMAL
DESIRES AND WISHES POEMS