Category: Poetry

Paris…

a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan

Ah Paris ’tis the city of love

    a beautiful place indeed.

Enjoy yourself and if you like

    have a pastry for me.

A croissant, pasty or a tart

    with cream, and fruit, and crust.

Such a delight with every bite

    is sinful, and a must.

Have an espresso at a street cafe

   and watch the passersby

In thought, or talk, or steadfast walk

    so busy with their lives.

Enjoy a walk along the Seine

    or boat ride to the Louvre.

With easy access everywhere

    you can also ride the Tube.

Enjoy your trip to Paris

    have a glass of wine for me.

And over here I’ll taste it

    on my lips, just wait and see.

I taste a red, hardy and full

    it’s peppery and smooth.

Oh no it’s white, a crisp delight

   it’s flowery… oh no it’s bright.

Did you have two, or maybe three

   I’m so confused it must be me.

I taste a tart, and coffee too

    my senses don’t know what to do.

Enjoy your trip to Paris

    and I’ll be here with you

Or is it there, I just don’t know

    with you I’m split in two.

I don’t know what I’m doing

   and I don’t know what I see

All I know that I like you

    and you’ll have the best from me.

Enjoy your trip to Paris friend

    best wishes, bon voyage

I don’t know how to end this

   so I’ll just press the pause…

September 7, 2008
oh life… sweet wondrous life

~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan

So much more then simple words

deep hearted inner sorrow.

Say what you will, time will allow

for life speaks not tomorrow.

Each breath, each move ignites our soul

and fills our cups with wonder.

How we spend this mighty gift

or choose which path to walk on.

Is only that and nothing more

a choice, a simple choice.

Wrapped within experience

set upon a golden plate.

With love and laugher, joy or sorrow

in each and every moment.

Thus we write our book of life

Oh Life… sweet wondrous life.

August 29, 2008
breathe in…

~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan

A man with power, pride perhaps

with jealousy no doubt.

Tries to control, by putting down

denouncing and defiling

with envious beguiling.

All empty threats and meaningless

   and truly of no import.

Unless you take it inward

   engaging self to battle self.

Indeed there is no other

   take back what you have given.

Your power and your peace

   take back what you have given, friend.

Back up a step… and breathe self in!!!

Breathe in the knowledge who you are

   breathe in the peace, breathe in the calm.

Breathe in your light…

   it will illumine what you see

   and flood with light the darkness.

For it alone is all that’s real

   and it alone supports you.

Take back your power, step into life

   and choose a different story.

You write the script, edit the book

   create a new beginning.

August 22, 2008
of love…

~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan

In lifetimes or in dreams we walked

I know you that is clear.

Drawn by a gentle loving force

into a place obscure.

But filled with light and sweetness

and swirling sense abound.

In waking light or dreaming

the feelings still surround.

A dream of air caressing

the smell of salt and misty fog

and sand, and sea and jagged shore.

We walked without a word to speak

yet whispers filled the air.

Of love, of life, potential filled

and wonders if we dared.

August 12, 2008
soft darkness, waking joy…

~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan

So was in a dream indeed

in space, in quiet being.

Danced on air and time stood still

through misty fog revealing.

These flashing skies and clapping booms

stand watching as time passes.

Sweet moisture, cool and gentle rain

without a wetness seeming.

Soft darkness passes lightly by

what was is now forgotten.

To waking full upon the day

in paradise abounding.

All with promise pregnant poised

awaiting only choices.

Reveals itself with breath and life

and moments as we make them.

The road, the place are all the same

for home is where the heart is.

August 4, 2008