private : don’t test the hands of time (song)

don’t test the hands of time
when her heart is begging you to stay , how do you turn and walk away ?
how do you leave a woman who has done no wrong
and you’ve always gotten along.
how do you leave something that will last, and go back to something from the past. best to open up your mind and
don’t test the hands of time (3x)
why stir up dirty water when you have your house in order
don’t let yourself be blind- a good woman is hard to find.
she has become your companion , your confidante and friend
and she will love you till the end.
even when she knows you’re wrong, she stands by you through the storm.
don’t test the hands of time (3x)
she’s a woman who wants a family, and with you she longs to be.
when you’re wrong she may pull your collar if she must
so don’t be stupid and lose her trust.
don’t test the hands of time (3x)
(C) L . RAMS 070715

silent voices

I’m writing this poem for all of you, cause true
Poets are far from few.
A true poet writes about every day life
The joys , the loves , the sacrifice.
There is not a topic they will not touch . Because
Life gives us “ oh so much “.

Each poem is like a wave beating against the beach
Touching anyone that it can reach.
It can be as smooth as glass , and tell your stories
Of the present or past, and most of us have gone
Thru love , joy , sorrow ,bitterness and hate
And other things in which we can relate.

We become the eyes and voices of the silent ones
Who are afraid to speak “ cause they feel they are weak “
We see their tears , we feel their pain , but in silence they remain.
A true poet tells what others do not , and they’ll continue to write
“ they will not stop “.
© L . RAMS 082017

God has tears in his eyes

God has tears in his eyes seeing the self destruction of mankind
His Son gave up his life so that we could live !
What more does he have to give !
So many centuries have gone by but we still choose to live a lie.
We still have wars , sicknesses, hunger, poverty and hate
Is this going to be our fate ?
He had flooded this earth once before and said he would
Not do that any more !
Now we may be on the verge of a nuclear war
Which will wipe out everything from shore to shore.
For thousands of years man has created beliefs of their own
And believers in God they would throw stones.
Christianity was created with the apostles twelve
When in the house of the Lord they did dwell.
I know my Lord is with me every day – he walks
In front of me to show me the way .
Things that I have done that I feel so ashamed
But he forgives me when I call his name.
When I have weakened and done wrong
He’s built me up and made me strong.
Most of humanity can now relate , because the
Power of his love is so great.
Every problem that we’ve overcome , was the work that
He had done.
Let us all join together and wipe away his tears forever.
© L . RAMS 081517

my search is over

I have searched my world over for a person such as you
To make me feel the way that you do .
I was like a honey bee filling up its hive , and taking
Nectars from each flower so that I could thrive.
I got tired of looking for love in all the wrong places
And seeing the same old familiar faces’
They can’t see that you’d like to settle down
And have your own kids running around.
Well look no further and have some faith
This is where you’ve met your mate.
Just tell me you love me , tell me you care
Tell me you need me and I’ll be there.
I have loved you for oh so long , and with you
Is where I belong.
There is not a river , nor an ocean or a mountain
That I would not swim or climb , just to know
That you are mine.
I need you like the earth needs the rain
You’re the only one that can take away this pain.
Now you know that I can no longer hide , this hunger
That I have locked up inside.

MY SEARCH IS OVER
© L . RAMS 080517

power of prayer

With the power of prayer you can not compare
For our Lord is always there .
He listens to every word we say as he looks
Over us from day to day .
He knows our wants and sees our needs
And on that we do feed.
He fills up his heaven with angels from below
And the ones he will choose you do know .
A mother , a father , a sister a brother
For like them there are no others.
Every one of us are grains of sand to complete
The beaches on this land .
Each touching each other and creating a world of hope
So that our children can learn to cope.
This is the Power Of Prayer and he always takes us there.
© L . RAMS 072917 ( poetlou )

remembering the sixties

We all have a lifetime of memories , some bad , some good
Some we’d change if we could.
Like the passing of a loved one that left us behind
Yet we still see their face in our mind.
A joke , a laughter , a smile or two
These are things that we once knew.
Going to a party or a community dance and wearing
Those Bell Bottom pants.
We are now called Baby Boomers from the sixties
Who got high on Acid , Pot and Whiskey.
You could find pot everywhere , and people were willing to share.
Then came the biggest event of that time “ WOODSTOCK “
Where everyone got blind.
There was flower power and protesters against the Vietnam war
And many draftees ran to the Canadian shores.
I was still in the Army in 63 and to Birmingham Alabama
Is where they would send me .
The desegregation had just begun and the Alabama governor was on the run.
Twice he tried and twice he failed and had his head between his tail.
This was the time that the sixties went into the history books
And all the lives that it took.
In August of 62 Marilyn Monroe died
In November of 63 it was JFK who w0as assassinated
In April of 68 it was Martin Luther King assassinated
In June of 68 it was Robert F . Kennedy assassinated
Then came Woodstock art and music festival 8/15-8/19/69
I recall in the villages of lower Manhattan when coffee shops
Were filled with beatnik poets with their beards and long hair
And their music and poetry they was willing to share.
Times were so much different then . where you would meet
Someone and they would become your friend.
Now I leave this thought to you “ remembering the sixties “
Is a dream come true.
© L . RAMS 071817

fire in the sky

there is a fire in the sky which is orange and white and the blue to create this site.
just like the fires that burn on the ground
but without the dangers , without the sounds.

this fire was created by a hand from above,
given to us with tenderness and love.
this beauty so rich, so rare that with us
he had to share.
as I walk and look around at all the beauties that I’ve found, like the mountains, the rivers valleys and streams and the trees and grass so green
animals and creature of every kind and the birds that are flying high.
the beauty of a rainbow after the rain, and no two colors ever the same.

yes ! there is a fire in the sky
and it was made for you and I.
(C) L. RAMS 070917

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