February- March Poems
Goodness by Brent Jones
Goodness is the greatest good.
If only that we would measure our thoughts and deeds,
Against this standard, instead of greed.
"The Winds of Fate,” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Thomas Monson said: We have the opportunity to choose. I think an awareness of this truth prompted Ella Wheeler Wilcox to pen the lines"
One ship drives east, and another west,
With the self-same winds that blow.
’Tis the set of the sail, and not the gale,
Which tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,
As we journey along through life;
’Tis the set of the soul that decides the goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
Annonomyus
Stick to your task till it sticks to you;
Beginners are many, but enders are few.
Honor, power, place and praise
Will come, in time, to the one who stays.
Stick to your task till it sticks to you;
Bend at it, sweat at it, smile at it too;
"or out of the bend and the sweat and the smile
Will come life’s victories, after awhile.
January Poems
Poems by
Maya Angelou
(Last Verse)
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Poems by
Brent M. Jones
Wisdom Matters
How do you you find Wisdom?
You have to want to find it.
It won't find you.
Think and then Act.
Act and then Think.
You have to want to find it.
Wisdom Matters!
Mountain Friend
A mountain is a friend, always there for you.
It inspires when needed, and confirms your lofty goals.
It testifies of the creator, and gives purpose to our souls.
Creations
Art must be found.
Art informs
Beauty is not always obvious
Creations inform
Find the Creator
All life informs
.
December Poems
Poems by
Brent M. Jones
Kindness
Be kind throughout your life.Do good where you can.
Make happiness your choice.Respect your fellow man.
Don’t judge people different. Be grateful for your life.
Use politeness and kindness. Let your soul reflect the light.
Veterans Day
When those who went before us, gave their lives for principle, then we owe it to their them to honor and live those principles.
Poem by
Annie Johnson Flint
(1866-1932)
God has not Promised
Annie Johnson Flint (1866-1932)
God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.
But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.
God hath not promised we shall not know
Toil and temptation, trouble and woe;
He hath not told us we shall not bear
Many a burden, many a care.
God hath not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain, rocky and steep,
Never a river, turbid and deep.
Several Poems
Poems by Brent M. Jones
Butterflies are Light
A butterfly chooses where to land.
Bringing light and beauty on its wings.
Light sitting, like a sunbeam.
Choosing when to leave
Help me Lord
Memory fill the night. Please help make my pain and memories light. In your arms I find comfort. Guide me in my days. Help me Lord, this night
The Trip
Challenge and wonder are along your path. Each day a new turn will attract what you ask. Others may seek the beauty of your trail. Focus on your journey and leave the destination for last.
Words are wind.
They blow away your Footprints. Make sure your words. Respect others footprints. So others will respect yours.
Lying Eyes
Who you going to believe. Who are you going to call. Those lying eyes might just tell all.
Baez and Dylan
Voices Singing
Messages Ringing
Thoughts of Being
Who Will Stop It
Good Men stand against corruption and War.
Government promises, nothing changes, only more.
Who will stop it. Who, is it only more?
September Poems
Poems by Brent M. Jones
Song of Tonight
No rage, just light. Embraced by the old Touched with the light Is the new world like the old. Are memories going to die. Memories of fathers, families, friends.
Truth is eternal. Things will be right For now desire, Only to do whats right.
Thank You for Coming
I asked for direction
You came into my life
I hurt you, you hurt me.
I learned I was wrong
I said I was sorry
Sorry I caused harm
You listened and helped me
Our lives seem improved
Thank you for coming
Kindness
Love Pure, Kindness Reflected, Virtue Defined
Motive Hurts, Heart still Rules, Not the Mind Goodness still comes From the Heart, Not the Mind
Till We Meet Again
Will we meet again
Have we met before
If not then, is it only now?
Is now all we have If we met before,
Could that be why We have met again
Did we exist before
Will we live again
What is the purpose of knowing you now, if not then?
Why did you hurt me?
Why did I hurt you?
Did we care then?
When I see you, if we meet again,
I will care then
I will be sorry if I hurt you
Poetry Is About Feelings
Poetry is about feelings. The poet takes feelings and uses words to express them. The artist takes feelings and uses paint or clay to express them. Art informs and people see what art wants them to see. Poetry informs of feelings. A picture is like a poem and it takes memories and captures them. Memories may be a form of poetry.
Several Poems
Not Alone
By Brent Jones
“I felt alone
I had no answers
A person came and filled the need.
I felt concerned with my progress
A person came and had a need.
Why did they come
How did the know
Are we all connected
Help me to know
Life Story
By Brent Jones
Goodness of People
Often blurred each day
A life story reveals
What's in the way
Day Breaks
Day breaks, leaving night behind
The light comes softly, a little at a time
Colors step from the darkness
A new day, with more time
-Brent Jones
Several Poems
Words to Verse
Feelings become Words Through Song and Verse Heart and Soul Longs to Express
Thoughts Connect with Emotion Emotion Speaking Verse
The Heart knows the Words The Soul Connects with Verse
Crown of Rust
Once a Giant, a Thing of Class Rusting, sitting on the Grass Greatness could be Restored
Rusted from the Roof to the Ground A new day, A new Color Rust now a Crown
Several Poems
Painting the Desert
The Desert Canvas is Brown
Painted in Blue, Yellow and Green
Painted in Red and Brown All colors are welcome,
All Colors are found
-Brent Jones
Purple Sky
by Brent Jones
Why a Purple Sky, Why Is a storm coming, When
Is death near, Who
Will Royalty be here, Soon
Aging Couple
Aging Couple
I see you now, different than before
Years and years gone by
Differences treasured, more and more
Time brings oneness, in who we are
Let my hands touch your face
Just once more, embrace
-Brent Jones
Dancing in the Street
Dancing in the Street
by Brent Jones
Arms, hands, body, feet
A dancer, dancing free
Dancing in the middle of the street
A life lived, as wanted to be
Sounds of Love
Sounds of Love
Thoughts are Notes
Reflected in Flight
Music of the Soul
Warmth, Words just Right
Feelings of the Heart
Constant Day and Night
Soft White Blue Sky
Soft White Blue Sky
By Brent Jones
Looking up today
Sky softly greeted me
Rolls of white with blue
When I saw the sky
I felt glad to be with you
Picking One wasn't Right
Picking One wasn't Right
By Brent Jones
Walking by Flowers
Pink, Yellow and Blue
I love their Colors
They make my day Bright
Picking one would help
Picking these would not be Right
Connecting with Destiny
by Brent Jones
Connecting with Destiny
People and Purpose intersect in our life
Relationships and experiences
Connect our destiny
Chose the Right
Song of Tonight
Song of Tonight
By Brent Jones
Land and sky, reach out
Embraced by the old
Touched with light
Our new world, like the old
Gone from sight
Memories sometimes fade
Friends eternal companions
Life short, families bright
Truth eternal, desire to do right
Goodness Revealed
Goodness Revealed
By Brent Jones
Goodness of people
blurred with each day,
Life stories reveal,
what’s in the way.
Till We Meet When
By Brent M. Jones
Will we meet again / Have we met before
Is it only now / If we met before
Is that why/ We have met again
Did we care before/ Will we meet again
Is it only now/ Will we care then
Music's Flight
Music's Flight
By Brent Jones