Burnt Orange

My favourite thing

The sun setting

Watching it fall

From the sky to the ground

A romantic image

The sky lit up

A bright burnt orange

Fading to the sea

The sun comes down

The moon comes out

Night time has arrived

With twinkling of stars

A beautiful moment

A gift from God

A time to marvel,

At his great creation

Jo Anne Kennedy

January 2016

Brain Breaker

The words you say

They don’t make sense

They drive me crazy

You say one thing,

But it means another

It makes me confused

Those words you say

Even for the most patient

Are a brain breaker

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Return of the King

I wait in hope

For the return,

Of the one who,

Loves me unconditionally

I wait for the one

Who saved me from myself

Who has forgiven me,

For all I have done

By grace I wait

For the return,

The return of the King

Who died for me

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

The Wind

The wind is howling

Its anger rages

As it blows outside

Bins pushed over

People fighting back

I'm glad I am inside

The waters fly

Cars rock on the road

Dogs running for cover

Its nasty outside

My windows bang

The wind rules tonight

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Vanishing Memories

The end is hard

With vanishing memories

And blank faces

Words don’t come easy

And thoughts are hard

What’s real, what’s not?

It hurts to be here

To be alive in body

But dying in mind

I am not whole

I’m not who I was

I am a vacant person

I can’t place the names

Of my beloved family

The pain fills their eyes

Its hurts to see

The pain in their eyes

And their fullness of heart

I am with them

But I am not with them

I am a vacant person

I am diminishing bit by bit

Slowly fading away

Here in body, but not in mind

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Unopened

Sitting in the kitchen

On the table before me,

Lies the unopened envelope

It stays there along time

I'm scared to see,

What lies inside?

That piece of paper

Could build or break me

My heart’s beating fast

I left the envelope

Open it timidly

And read, eyes half closed

I breathe a deep sigh

A sign of relief

The future is bright

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015

Painful Passion

Long Ago

A chance meeting

Emotions kindling

A painful passion

Difficult to read

A man of stone

Also a player

But he lit me

Awakened dead desires

We created scattered stories

And new memories

To cover old scars

Though it’s difficult

The pain never goes

Produced scarlet tears

Ruining our faded photos

But we muddle through

We cling close

We try to shine

Be we’re like grainy stars

It’s onwards and upwards

We continue to thrive

With our heads held high

Cos we are made to be one

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2015