Poems from the Jersey Shore - Vol 18
Faith, Art, writing and learning are Tim’s passions. Tim loves working in education. He has a BS in Psychology from Albright College.
The Last Edition For Now
This will be the last edition of Poems From the Jersey Shore. I have decided to change the name to Faithful Poems From the Beach in order to highlight my many poems of faith I write on a weekly basis.
i hope you’ve enjoyed my poems. I will highlight my humorous and everyday life poems in a new way. I love to write and share my work. It is what I feel I’m called to do in life. Until my next grouping of poems stay safe me God Bless.
Life In The Movies
I wanna a happily ever after life
Like you see on the big screen
Where I find some of the true love
I see unfold with each new scene
A life where there are no troubles
Where things work out by the end
All my troubles have faded away
As the credits roll and descend
A movie life, oh so much simpler
Nobody seems to have a care
If it all truly happened that way
I’d be happy to live my life there
But life is nothing like the movies
The good guys don’t always win
There’s no happily ever after life
There’s no first kiss at the end
I wanna a happily ever after life
Like you see on the big screen
Where I find some of the true love
I see unfold with each new scene
I’ve Got No Power
I.ve go no power
I’ve got my power
A little storm came through my way
Took my power straight clean away
Now I’m sittin in a darkened home
Without my power I feel so all alone
I’ve got my power
I’ve got my power
Electric man said it’ll be five more days
Till my power comes back, I’m in a haze
I’m sitting here sweating, I feel so,so hot
But I gotta deal with it, like it or not
I’ve got my power
I’ve lost my power
The fridge is getting so, so warm
The food is starting to really smell
If the power don’t come back soon
It is not gonna turn out so well
I’ve got no power
I’ve got no power
A little storm came through my way
Took my power straight clean away
Now I’m sittin in a darkened home
Without my power I feel so all alone
I’ve got no power
I’ve got no power
Electric man says it’ll be five more days
Till I get my power back on, what can I say
Love is Blind
Love is blind, so they say
But I don’t see it that way
Love helps you see more clearly
Draw those far away, nearer
Love is not blind, no, no, no
Love
Opens the eyes of the heart
To see all the possibilities
In life
Love
Clears away
The cobwebs of disparity
Pulls hearts together in clarity
Showing us that equality
Is something that can be grasped
Love is blind, so they say
But I don’t see it that way
Love helps you see more clearly
Our differences are what can
Draw us nearer, to live as one
Love is not blind, no, no, no
So, in the world
Which seeks so much separation
Love is the only reciprocation
Which can heals all the wounds
Of a highly divided nation
Love is not blind no, no, no
Love is the only way to open
The eyes of the blind
Who don’t see any other way
To heal a hearts so lonely
And desperate for love
Today Might Be the Day
I don’t know if,
I don’t know when
But there’s things I want to do
For instance when I think about it
Today might be the day
To jump over the moon
To pop a big balloon
To maybe dance the jig
Or draw something big
It might be the day
To see a brand new star
To catch a bug in a jar
To ride a bike in the mud
Or see I like Ashely Judd
It might be the day
To ride on a rhinoceros
To do something dangerous
To run in a really long race
Or hitch a ride into space
I don’t know if,
I don’t know when
But there’s things I want to do
For instance when I think about
It might be the day
To dance in a downpour
To get a box kite to soar
To make a new friend
Or for this poem to end
I Wonder
I wonder why I’m wondering
Of another place and time
A place where I use to live
A place not great or divine
A place I once called home
My friends and I hung around
Passed the long hours each day
Enjoying whatever fun we found
As you get older your thoughts
Turn backward in time, I guess
To a place of comfort and joy
To give your fears time to rest
There was nothing so magical
About all those yesteryears
Though looking back in time
Some moments you hold so dear
I wonder why I’m wondering
Of another place and time
A place where I use to live
A place not great or divine
A place I once called home
I guess I’m looking backwards
Because the world we now reside
Has grown so, so cold and crass
Words are spoken just to divide
I wish I could go back in time
To days which felt simple and true
I wished I could go back
Don’t you, don’t you?
All I Ever Wanted
All I Ever Wanted
All I ever wanted to be
Was Happy
All I ever wanted to feel
Was that I mattered
All I ever wanted to do
Was wear a smile
Didn’t need no money
Didn’t need no fame
Didn’t need to live
In Style
All I ever wanted to be
Was Happy
All I ever wanted to feel
Was that I mattered
All I ever wanted to do
Was wear a smile
Didn’t need no power
Didn’t need no charity
Didn’t need to be the
Life of the Party
All I ever wanted to be
Was Happy
All I ever wanted to feel
Was that I mattered
All I ever wanted to do
Was wear a smile
Some Final Thoughts
Writing to me is involuntary kind of like breathing. Words just flow out of me in many forms, stories, poems, essays and more. I know I am no Hemingway but i don"t write for accolades. I write for the sheer joy and challenge of putting words to page.
I hope you've enjoyed these poems. Until next time in my new format God bless and stay safe.
© 2020 Timothy Whitt
Comments
Timothy Whitt (author) from New Jersey on September 19, 2020:
Thank you sir
John Hansen from Australia (Gondwana Land) on September 19, 2020:
An interesting collection of poems, Tim. Good luck for your new format in future.