March

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2017)

The snow lies with stubborn persistence
defying the sun's warm intermittence
through billowy clouds in the distance.

Reassurance

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2015)

They walk together
She's on his arm
She hopes she's in his heart
A simple gesture
His hand in hers
Would be a helpful start
...a soothing work of art

The Fly

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2014)

A fly flew by
It had to die
On where it went
I kept my eye

It flew up high
It flew nearby
My deft attempts
It did defy

It flew the hall
Then had the gall
To fly inside
The shower stall

While on the wall
It seemed to call
I did not like
That fly at all!

The fly, you see,
It flew with glee
As if it tried
To torment me

I heard no plea
To be set free
Its death would come
With certainty

A fly flew by
It had to die
On where it went
I kept my eye.

Untitled

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2014)

Have you ever felt untitled?
...a thought that’s not complete
...a book without a cover
...a secret that’s discreet
...a painting non-descriptive
...an average with no mean
...an answer undiscovered
...a person who’s unseen

There’s more to life than meets the eye
There is so much that’s concealed
It’s difficult to find yourself
In a future unrevealed


So take each moment as it comes
Find a blessing every day
Embrace the good; learn from the bad
Cast your regrets far away

In time you’ll come to know yourself
As your view of life matures
You’ll feel like you’re a winner, yet
The title was always yours!

Mother, Dear

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2002)

Art by Anne-Marie Brzezinski
Mother, dear, the joy you felt
My birth, it filled your heart
Inspire those who seek the Truth
Their peace, it will not part

Mother, dear, the pain you felt
My death, it caused such grief
Console those in their time of need
Their hurt, bring it relief

Mother, dear, the hope they feel
For life, it doesn't end
Comfort those who hear my Word
Their souls, I will attend

Cry Baby

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2013)

The future's planned
A love assigned
He's fabricated in your mind
The man of gold
He isn't real
Created from a blind ideal
A distant dream
One thought away
And yet your heart's in disarray

Cry baby, cry baby
Don't live a lie, baby
There's nothing to achieve
When it's all make-believe

One day you're up
And then, you're down
Your prince has yet to claim his crown
"Why can't he be?
He owns my heart
My life feels like it's come apart."
The same laments
The same old scene
You love to play the drama queen

Cry baby, sigh baby
Kiss him goodbye, baby
Put him up on a shelf
Learn to first love yourself

You cannot shine
And be a star
Till you discover who you are
A little time
A secret key
A love mature and meant to be
The future waits
A warm embrace
When youth evolves to hope and grace

Cry baby, fly baby
Look to the sky, baby
There's so much to explore
Open hearts learn to soar
All your heartbreaks will heal
And you'll know love is real

Miracles

© Anne-Marie Brzezinski (2013)

There are no such things as miracles
I heard somebody say
I looked at him with saddened heart
And kept upon my way
As I walked along my journey
I thought of what he said
And counted all the special things
That entered in my head
It took no time to realize
How much that we are blessed
And came to the conclusion that
This needs to be addressed-

Everything is a miracle:
The countless sand
The endless sky
Things beyond the naked eye
The howling wind
A shining star
Rainbows reaching from afar
A blade of grass
The stately tree
All a gift to you and me

Everyone is a miracle:
The way we change
Who we become
Why we breathe and where we're from
The ways we learn
How we relate
Wondrous things that we create
Emotions felt
Our thoughts applied
Each soul unique side by side

Every day is a miracle:
The time we wake
To while we sleep
What we sow and what we reap
The lessons learned
The take and give
Passing moments that we live
The evening dusk
And early dawn
Understand? Need I go on?

Don't cry to me of greed and hate
That tear this world apart
Changes wished will come when you let
Miracles fill your heart