“Trees Blowing in the Wind.”

Do you ever sit on the grass and feel the gentle breeze

blow over your face? The clouds break and the sun frees.

You breathe in, you breathe out. Life is beautiful when you’re at peace.

It’s so simple, yet so complex,

like a laugh, as it rises from your soul and escapes in your breathe.

Trees Blowing in the Wind

If I close my eyes, I can hear music play.

Maybe it’s the angels singing that, “Everything is okay.”

The worries will always be there. But I open my eyes.

I breathe in and out, and this is beautiful and I just realize.

It’s so simple, yet so sublime,

like a tear, as it rises from your soul and escapes your eye.

Life is beautiful.

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I just want to start off saying that I want to kiss you –

no use trying to hide it.

Let’s get right to the point

and I think you want to kiss me, too.

I could smell you when I walked into the hall.

Every step up the stairs

was a step closer to you.

Every step, my heart begins to fall.

Kiss You Kiss Me

I wouldn’t trade you for the world.

You’re my one and only,

always and forever,

because you are my world.

So let’s end this day together

like two kids still in love.

And as I hold you close,

you couldn’t be better.

And we kiss each others’ lips.

We float off into another heaven.

I’m lost in you

and away, everything else slowly drifts.

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Are there tears in Heaven?

I closed my eyes and breathed the air.

I stepped outside for the first time this week.

The long drive to work took far too long.

Will everyone see I’m so weak?

All my friends asked how I am.

But I’m just numb, living in my skin.

I nod my head, “I’m getting better now.”

It’s just a lie I’m living in.

I sat in my office and lost a tear.

And I called your name, but you’re not here.

I called your name, but you’re not here.

Are there tears in heaven?

Minutes pass like hours, hours like days.

But time is meaningless, a long dream.

A horrible illusion that I’ll never wake from.

This is real, more real than I want it to be.

I drove home and lost a tear.

And I called your name but you’re not here.

How long can you stare at the ceiling and feel nothing?

Can anything take this pain away?

I’m lost in my hurt and the world spins on.

I sit alone and finish the day.

I laid down and lost a tear.

And I called your name but you’re not here.

I wrote this down. . . and lost a tear. . .

And you’re still not here.

“You [God] keep track of all my sorrows. . . collected all my tears in your bottle. . . recorded each one in your book.” Psalm 56:8 NLT

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Do you wonder, “Are there tears in heaven?”