by Mark Preston
often in a lonely sigh.
Rarely she sees me or even calls my name
Yet she walks with me a bit or sometimes a mile;
Shall I hide in the shadows, is this a shame?
My lady, my dream, I want you, all the while!
I am your new friend
I am your new friend
I am small, shinny and very black;
I am soft, cute, lovable and easy to tend
I will do anything if you softly rub my back.
I am your new friend
For now I am all feet and legs and droopy ears;
There is a wish from my heart that I wanted to send
If you will love me, I will be your friend for years!
I am your new friend
Would you take me and love me?
Would you run with me in the wind?
I will love you with all of my heart, you will see!
I am your new friend
Just so you will know, I am going to cry and bark!
My lonely howl just wishes to send
A message to you, “I am afraid of the Dark!”
I Have No Words
It is once again I wake late in the night
Only to turn and gaze at your beautiful form;
The soft cotton sheets they lay just right
To outline your womanly shape so warm.
The pale moonbeams cascade through our window
Like some sacred scene from heaven on high;
They fall upon your face like an angelic halo
With my heart in my throat I stifle a sigh.
Your tresses are spread wide upon your pillow
Your ruby red lips hint of a gentle smile;
Your form is long and graceful as the willow
And my need for you grows all the while.
Our sheet barely covers your full and firm breast
Of their haven, this man will never tire;
It was just an hour ago, upon them my face did rest
But deep within me still burns passion’s fire.
If only I had a few special words
That I could tell you of my love for you;
They would clash louder than all the mighty swords
They would ring from mountain to mountain of my love for you.
Yes, this night is like the many that came before
Every dream, every thought is filled with you;
My soul is like a ship stranded upon the shore
Your love is like the waves, it makes the sand brand-new.
I pray to God, someday the words are born
To tell you just how much I Love You;
But I know to my language these words will never be known
To describe just how completely I LOVE YOU……
I’ll be moving on
Just like before, once again, here I stand
At the crossroads, left, right, nigh direction is known;
Either way, a new life, a new day, a new land
The only thing I know is that, I’ll be moving on.
I have tasted life’s pleasures both day and night
And tried to dance to life’s many a tone;
As with all of my trails, the end never in sight
Now, I’ll be moving on.
I have searched for the gold at the end of the rainbow
But, when I reached the end, I moved on;
Toward the setting of the sun, with nothing to show
For all my labors, now I’ll be moving on.
Remembering all the smoky campfires and dancing shadows
And all the dreams that a cowboy lives on;
Those distant Blue Mountains, their call does bellow
To a sad and empty heart, I’ll be moving on.
To all the days filled with blood, sweat and tears
To the wild and lonely call of the distance yon;
I have missed life’s meaning and the joy of my years
Now, there is no turning back, I have to move on.
From the highest mountain peak I hail
Would you come and walk with me into the dawn?
Only to hear the echo, from across the dark vale
Since no one answers, I’ll be moving on.
Ten thousand sunsets I have journeyed into
And ten thousand times I have moved on;
But this is the last time that I start anew
From this place, I will never move on.
For now, I have reached the tranquil sea
And the restless waves do rush upon;
The ageless sands that lie beneath me
I am just too tired now, to move on.
Lady of Tennessee
There is a girl faraway I long to see
Her heart and her smile so warm.
Our relationship is wild and free
With her I feel no alarm.
The distance between is great for us
Yet we travel our own trails.
Our trials at times may be ferocious
But upon the blue ocean our ship sails.
We speak each day without stop
As we learn ourselves in and out.
Our journey is upward seeking the top
If the future holds we will gain the mount.
In our slumber and sweet dreams
Do our separate paths twain.
Our lives and words would fill reams
As we share both the sun and rain.
The course we choose may be rough
But the heart sets the soul free.
We wonder sometimes if this is enough
This Lady and I, this Lady in Tennessee.
My Greatest Blessing
Sometimes I wonder of all my blessings
Both great and small;
Their makeup, size and dressings
There is one which rises above them all.
This one holds the key to my very world
Sheds its light upon my daily path;
A blessing that calls me to unfurl
Those ever binding chains of wrath.
It calls to me over the extended miles
And brings the light of love to my very soul;
It is one of hope, caring, joy and smiles
And grows ever stronger as the moments roll.
It will be forever gentle on my mind
Always present and soft upon my shoulder;
Speaking to me in a voice both compassionate and kind
But yet stronger than any massive boulder.
I am speaking of a very beautiful girl
Her love for me knows no bounds;
She brings to me meaning in a meaningless world
And as she walks beside me, I am on hallowed ground.
A mate, lover, companion and my dearest friend
Of all my blessings, this is the most grand;
This man cherishes, adores and loves her to no end
Happiness abounds as together we stand.
This woman is all, I want no other
She has given herself to me and I forever want her to know;
That for this man, there will never be another
I love you sweetheart, I just wanted you to know.
On The Wings of Love
I can hear her voice on the wind
And feel her deep in my soul;
She is with me as I travel the shaded glen
And beside me as I gaze at the valley below.
She takes me higher than the mountains
And brings me back safely again;
She is fresh and flowing as the majestic fountains
Yet soft and graceful as the wren.
Bright and shinning as the morning sun
And more captivating than a summer moon;
We will have no less days, than when we first begun
In her arms, I will be there soon.
Prayer upon the Wind
Oh Great Spirit, my heart is heavy this day
This burden I bear is so much;
Dail
y, I seek you out to pray
But this burden never lightens as such.
I can hear your voice, in the eagle’s cry
And feel your love’s warmth upon my face;
Do you hear me? For the harder I try
I’m falling further behind in my race.
The skies of my heart are cloudy
And the sands of my soul are restless;
The pains of this life assail me
As your words I try never to transgress.
Once, I was mighty and strong
My words were heard around the council fire;
Now, every word I speak seems to be wrong
For they brazen my brothers ire.
O Father, return to me, my heart of the Bear
Grant me once again the power of the wind;
Your grace and wisdom, with me share
So I may be once more a warrior to the end.
Ramblin Rose
She is a girl, she is a lady, she shines in the sun
If one tops her beauty, I know of none;
She lives, she breathes, she is alive
She rolls right along on 24.5’s.
She has more power up front than most
Many can’t run as fast as she can coast;
With JJ’s right above her chrome plated smile
She punches through the darkness mile after mile.
Her twin stacks ride high in the air
And talks to me while I’m settin there;
Her bedroom is small but homey and invites
Me as I chase that white line on long lonely nights.
She is smooth as silk, and can pull a load
Down that big old highway, or some country road;
What a girl, what a lady, she keeps me on my toes
That’s my Pete, Ramblin Rose…..
She has a 3406 Cat and a mean Thirteen
All she asked is two lines to stay between;
Lonesome roads or a busy city street
From where I sit, driving is a treat.
No matter, if it’s the rainy eastern shores
Or if I’m runnin someone’s front door;
Where we wind up, nobody knows
I’ll be stickin with her, my Ramblin Rose..
Our lifeline is this old white line
That I’m chasin, always behind;
We’ll be travlin, where the fair wind blows
Just me and my lady, Ramblin Rose….
With a 53-foot box and 18 shiny wheels
I’ll never tire of just how she feels;
All day and all night, she always shows
Her love of travel, this Ramblin Rose……
From the flats to the hills, she rolls right along
We may stop to catch our breath, but not for long;
She is as steady as the river flows
She is a treasure, she is a jewel, this Ramblin’ Rose.
Rocky Mountain Morning
There is nothing like a Rocky Mountain morning
With the sun painting the western peaks a Vermillion red;
As life is once again reborn without warning
Mother Nature rises with arms unfurled from her nightly bed.
Morning mist ascends from the rushing Alpine stream
Its shores are lined with lacy fringes of springtime ice;
The evergreens are draped in the white of a nightly dream
But all things come together so brilliant and nice.
Thanksgiving!
I know it is just a Thursday, But it is a time and day that we should hold dear.
Let us slow down to a walk, catch our breath and bow our heads so God will hear
Our whispered THANKS for all the wonderful Blessings we have received this year
Let us gather all our loved ones together with a true heart and a loving tear!
With every bite of our most treasured meal, let us think of all those
Who are not as Blessed as we have been in this year coming to a close!
Let us humble ourselves before the loving Master
Remembering all the ones who were lost in this world of disaster!
We are all brothers and sisters on this round rotating orb
One day the sun is shinning, the next, the falling rain we must absorb!
For just a few moments can we not all be as one?
Walking side by side, hand in hand in the life giving warmth of the sun!
Does it matter if we are together or apart by thousands of miles?
We can still share the happiness, friendship and love of our smiles!
God gave us a heart so we could and would care
For the ones we love who could not be there!!!
As we bow our heads at this, our bountiful table
Would a moment of silence not make our life more stable?
It is a day we should all remember with pride
The one day we had all our loved ones by our side!
Love and happiness is my heartfelt wish for you
May all of your Roses be Red and Violets the deepest of blue
May all your dreams and prayers with the MASTER'S GIVING
On this, our day of most sincere THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!
The Diamond of the Ukraine
My girl waits in Lugansk, Ukraine
A land far, far away from me;
My love for her is stronger than wind or rain
Someday soon, she will be with me.
With hair of the color of the sunshine
Her eyes brighter than the stars above;
Tender lips sweeter than wine
My heart aches for her love!
She is life, she is love, and she is who I crave
She satisfies my passion in the shadows of the night;
I long to hold her silky softness and hear her rave
As I fill her with my love and watch her delight!
She lives within every fiber of my being
My lonely heart whispers her name on the wind;
Her love makes this man a living king
And will always be my greatest friend!
Someday soon, she will accompany me
Someday soon, she will wear my ring!
Only her touch can set me free
As I hold her hand and wedding bells ring!
As the whispering pines echo her name
They sing of her love, a paradise and utopia;
Without her, this man’s world will never be the same
She is my diamond of Ukraine, she is my Julia!!
The Story Teller
As I set and write upon this invisible line
My only thought is telling a story to you;
Telling it in such a way that you can find
The key to what I say, given to only a chosen few.
I am a painter, a poet and carpenter true
I color; I write and build a story to be read;
To take you with me on a journey of few
Because I want you to feel and see what I have said.
I will take you to sleepy blue oceans
We will travel to distant shores where palms trees sway;
I will build inside of you unexpected emotions
And I will listen to whatever you have to say.
I will paint for you an evening sky of ruby red
As it descends upon a land of mystic blue;
Making every color rhyme with what I have said
Spoken from my heart, to only you.
I will build a pathway upon where you can walk
To these places in your mind;
As you read along and listen to me talk
I will place treasures, easy for you to find.
We will journey to mountains reaching for the sky
And camp beneath their evergreen cape;
We will see majestic vistas where you will utter a sigh
Like nothin
g you have ever seen on tape!
I will show you castles built in the sky,
A knight in shinning amour on mounts the color of midnight;
Beautiful damsels, who will catch and hold your eye,
All of this will be seen as our magic carpet is in flight!!
So if you will, come along with me
Upon a journey colored with words within your mind;
Over my oceans, deserts and mountains you will see
It is I, the story teller, the one in a million, showing you, what you wish to find!!
Upon the Hearth
Jack Frost paints the window panes
With lacey designs inside and out;
As upon the hearth the embers train
A tendril of smoke, that lazily drifts about.
It is wintertime in the country
Snowflakes fall soft and cold;
In the darkness Christmas lights blink silently
As we think about the greatest story ever told!
Of a babe that was born in a land far away
In a manger, in a stable, in the cold;
Wrapped in blankets, he slept in the hay
Savior to a world of sinners we are told!
Setting upon the hearth, feeding tender to the coals
Ushering to life the flames to warm;
Thinking about all the by gone souls
Gazing solemnly into the flame lit charm.
From somewhere in the darkness my whispered name
As your touch caresses my lonely skin;
And around me your loving arms came
I am so blessed, by you my lover and friend!
Arm in arm as upon the hearth we set
Knowing full well we do not have to speak;
Within the blinking halo of lights we let
The snowflakes fall, fulfilled with the love we seek.
