Brushstrokes, Prints, and Posters

Published poems by Sherry Holder Hunt

HERE COMES SEPTEMBER ROLLING AROUND AGAIN,
MEMORIES OF HIS LEAVING ARE REMEMBERED THEN,
HANDKERCHIEFS DRYING A TEAR STREAKED CHEEK,
THE IMAGE IN THE MIRROR, TOO SAD TO EVEN SPEAK.

WHEN OCTOBER FINALLY ARRIVES,
WE THINK OF ALL HIS MANY TRIPS AND DRIVES,
TO SEE THE MOUNTAIN COLORS, HE LOVED SO MUCH,
PAINTED SO VIVID WITH GOD'S OWN TOUCH.

ON THANKSGIVING, WE'RE THANKFUL
FOR THE MANY YEARS WE SHARED
AND ALL OUR MEMORIES SHOW US
JUST HOW MUCH HE CARED.

AT CHRISTMAS, THE SPARKLE DIMS A BIT
WHEN WE GAZE AT THE EMPTY CHAIR
WHERE HE USED TO SIT.
NOW ITS BEEN VACANT, WAY TOO LONG
NO ONE SITS THERE,
SOMEHOW THAT SEEMS WRONG.

AS WE GREET THE NEW YEAR IN
WE REMEMBER HIM OFTEN, OVER AND OVER AGAIN,
COLD TURNS INTO WARM SPRING RAIN
TIME CAN NOT ERASE, BUT, DOES EASE OUR PAIN.

THOSE SPRING AND SUMMER DAYS-- STRETCH ON AND ON
WE'RE LEFT WITH ONLY TREASURED MEMORIES,
NOW THAT HE IS GONE.

THEN, HERE COMES SEPTEMBER ROLLING AROUND AGAIN,
MEMORIES OF HIS LEAVING ARE REMEMBERED THEN,
HANDKERCHIEFS DRYING A TEAR STREAKED CHEEK,
THE IMAGE IN THE MIRROR, TOO SAD TO EVEN SPEAK.

Sherry Holder Hunt©2007

 
  
How far...is too far..away...from not enough  
 and why, is it for some,  
  that truth and fairness,
   are just too tough?
  
Your rights...  
 well, they start...where another's rights end. 
Just remember, you've got them  
 even if...they sometimes bend. 
  
Respect..  
 well, you have mine, 
  right from the start,
and you will keep it, too,  
 as long as , you keep 
  too far...and not enough,
   a safe distance apart.
  
At first...respect...is something  
 you do not have to earn, 
  but, to keep it--
   well then...treat it with concern.
With truth and fairness,  
 for they are like a straight and narrow street. 
Too far to the left or right-  
 and you become a liar...or a cheat. 
  
Although, this straight road is narrow,  
 it is the best one to walk, 
Just try to keep focused ,  
 and don't listen to misleading talk. 
  
Try to keep your motivation  
 turned away from purely...self-gain, 
  and remember the end results
   should cause no one...any pain.
  
Sometimes...not enough   
 is when we watch in total silence, 
When no one is willing to speak out   
 for a fair and truthful balance. 
  
How far...is too far...away...from not enough  
 and why, is it for some,  
  that truth and fairness,
   are just too tough?
  
Is too far...closer to us   
 than we would like to say, 
  and is...not enough...going to be
   the reason it stays this way?

Sherry Holder Hunt©2007

I wish I could paint a picture,

where the streets were all crime free.

where poverty and hunger

were extinct,

as they should be.

I wish I could paint a picture,

with the color of love,

that fit everyone

like a well worn glove.

I'd use an unlimited palette,

where only good values shine through,

I'd paint in the right perspective,

as every artist should do.

I'd paint in a horizon,

filled with hopes and dreams,

above a solid foundation

of what true equality means.

It would be a place

where building up would live,

where everyone received

more than they could ever give.

There would be no shadows

where any wrong could hide,

only positive thoughts

would live inside.

For in this picture

there would be no abuse,

no one would need

any old lame excuse.

I wish I could find

that special brush,

that would paint in fairness,

with the perfect touch.

I wish I could paint a picture,

filled with integrity,

I'd hang somewhere

the whole world could see,

the perfect example,

of the way it could be.

ONE DAY, WHILE I WAS CLEANING
I FOUND A BOOK UP ON A SHELF,
THE COVER WAS SO DUSTY,
I SCOLDED MYSELF.

I TURNED TO THE FIRST PAGE,
AND I BEGAN TO READ.
I FOUND ALL THE INSTRUCTIONS,
THAT I WOULD EVER NEED.

I JUST COULDN'T BELIEVE IT ,
IT HAD BEEN HERE ALL THIS TIME,
INSTRUCTIONS WERE PRINTED
ON EVERY LINE.

RULE AND PRINCIPLES,
THAT WOULD ENRICH MY LIFE, SO MUCH.
A FORGIVING SAVIOR
WITH A HEALING TOUCH.

THERE IS FAITHFUL TESTIMONY,
OF DIFFERENT MEN,
ALL THERE AS A WITNESS-
WRITTEN ON THE PAGES WITHIN.

BEFORE YOUR LIFE BECOMES TROUBLED
AND FILLED WITH STRIFE,
KNOW THE BIBLE HAS
THE INSTRUCTIONS FOR LIFE.

TAKE IT DOWN AND READ IT,
PRACTICE IT EVERYDAY,
HAVE FAITH IN JESUS,
HE'LL TAKE YOUR WORRIES AWAY.

WHEN OUR LIVES BECOME TROUBLED
AND FILLED WITH STRIFE,
WE ALL WANT TO FIND
THE INSTRUCTIONS FOR LIFE.

Sherry Holder Hunt©2007