Till We Meet Again & Poetry Feelings

Till We Meet Again

by Brent Jones

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

By Brent Jones

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

Song of Tonight

by Brent Jones

  •  No rage, just light                          Embraced by the old                      Touched with light

  •  Is the new world, like the old                 Are memories going to die           Memories of fathers, families and friends

  • Truth is eternal                                   Things will be right                                 For now desire, only to do right

Thank You for Coming

By Brent Jones

“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



by Brent Jones

  •  Pure Love,                                      Kindness Reflected,                            Virtue Defined,

  • Motive Hurts,                                         Heart still Rules,                                     Not the Mind,

  •  Goodness still comes,                          From the Heart,                                      Not the Mind.

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

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

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