Quiet! Please?: Jasmine's Wish, #3

By Cindy J. Smith

After being alluded to many years ago in Rhymes Through Time, I have completed QUIET! Please?, the third book of Jasmine's Wish. This selection of poems is arranged in categories as are the first two books in my "Jasmine's Wish" series. My voices have been writing poems for my entire life. Their constant jabbering is taking its toll. Despite my begging and pleading for quiet, they keep talking. Come on over and see how they can write about anything at any time. The categories may be set, but the topics are as varied as grains of sand.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cindy J. Smith
• Release date: Mar 15, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386946366

Cindy J. Smith

I grew up in the country of Upstate New York and now reside in the boonies of Midwestern Indiana. I am a coffee-addicted truck driver (as if there was any other kind). I have written poetry all my life. The topics and poems just come into my head. I try to write in the first person for most of them. I do this as people are more apt to relate to something when they are not feeling like they are the target. Some of my poems are true, either for me or for someone I know. I believe in magic and that life is worth living. I hope that my words will touch every reader in some way. I want everyone to open their eyes and really see what is before them.

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DEDICATION

I dedicate this to Jasmine.

Had it not been for your encouragement, I never would have shared anything. I know you are smiling as you look down and see that I am doing as you asked. I love you and I miss you.

Your belief in me

Made this dream real

A gift of love

For others to feel

Such is the magic

You poured on me

Opening my soul

For all to see

ALARM MIND

Mind why do you wake me?

Why can I not sleep?

I've no job to go to

No schedule to keep.

Do you have some appointment

Of which I am unaware?

At this godless hour,

Do you need to be somewhere?

I set no alarm clock,

Do not wish to be up.

I am the top dog here,

So Mind just shut up!

I am comfortable right here

Snuggled down in my bed.

Stop with having the voices

Put their rhymes in my head!

I want more time to sleep!

Mind of mine come on,

Leave me here in peace

So that I can dream on.

PEOPLE IN MY LIFE

LAST RITES

For all those who sin

Feeling no remorse

Then depend on faith

To clear their course

Upon their deathbed

Will admit their blame

Believing their souls

Become white again

Think they'll find themselves

Up among the saints

When Hell welcomes them

Find Satan ignores complaints

COST

When my dreams fell away

By me you vowed to stay

Our friendship grew so strong

So what exactly did go wrong

Did we err with that tender kiss

Moment we shared filled with bliss

Did our hearts believe in more

Than what was really in store

Friendship lost by our own hands

Once again alone I stand

Tears flow freely down my cheek

True friend I again must seek

WAITING

I had a dream

I heard you say

But doubt and fear

Got in the way

So now you think

There's nothing left

Lost and alone

You feel bereft

Look in your heart

And you will see

Your dream awaits

Most patiently

Grab on to it

And let it shine

It isn't gone...

Just aged like wine

ZACK

I have been a Sheriff

For many, many years

Witnessed lots of drama

And dried away some tears

Nothing had prepared me

For scene I came upon

A one car accident

World I knew is now gone

My heart is in my throat

I crumble to the ground

Please make it a bad dream

Not a truth I have found

It is all so unreal

I try my best to cope

My son dead in my arms

I've lost all of my hope

I'll miss you every day

Your bright smile and your touch

Memories all that's left

Zack, I love you so much

LIMERICK

There once was a lady from Ohio,

Who was asked to write her Bio,

When she looked at her pen,

Found for erotica a yen

And wrote to make everyone Sigh...OOH!

WHO IS WRITING?

Do you write your life

Or does it write you?

The answer decides

What's your point of view

If you roll around

Like a tumbleweed 

Going with the flow

Paying world no heed

Then life's the author

The one that's in charge

Running you over

Like a big ole barge

If you have deep roots

Solid and secure

Giving no quarter

Living to endure

Life is still writing

It gives you no voice

Decides your actions

Leaving you no choice

But if you're like grass

Swaying in a breeze

Listening to all

Then do as you please

You are the author

You write every line

Enjoying the years

Aging like fine wine

LOSS

My heart is heavy

For a friend so dear

Her face is now lined

With tracks of her tears

World has been shattered

Great joy is now grief

No words can supply

Her any relief

Precious baby girl

Already so loved

Was called home by God

To Heaven above

Sweet little Angel

Bring peace to your mom

Let her feel your love

Change heartbreak to calm

WHERE IS HOPE

Slight breeze making the snowflakes dance

As they fall to the ground and join the slush

An old man shivers in the cold

His clothes, mere rags, offer no warmth

People glance his way then cross the road

As if his poverty is catching

He walks on, pretending not to see them