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Bye
I mourn my loss of expression
A place a place that was new and free
As pressure builds in my unsettled mind
It seems I can no longer see
All my creations now seem meaningless
As I toss them into the trash
I’ve too much I’ve got to get done today
Too much my mind has to hash
I’m heading back to survival mode
For some calming- a move towards surreal
To ease these conflicts in my mind
And defuse this current big deal
Eloyce Witzel
April 19
My Mother
In my heart of hearts- playing hide and seek
I’m trying to find my mother
Her attributes rising up in me
Cause me naturally to wonder
Who really is this woman
Who gave to me my name?
Ingenuity that exudes from her
Never wanting to be the same
What ever she’s doing has a song in her heart
Even when I’m humming another
It’s really a problem when there’s a song on the air
Now all three of them garbled together!
Hope really is her middle name
So this cannot go with out saying
Her propose is to lift others around
And reach out to the sick and the dieing
Just as her mother she’s often quite plucky
(You might have to look that one up)
I’m now through playing hide & go seek
And will accept that gold trophy cup!
(Curtsy and bow)
Eloyce M Witzel
2/26/08
Plucky
Having or showing courage and spirit in trying circumstances. Brave
Synonyms- feisty, spunky and spirited
My Fall
For the rest of my life I‘ll be scared
Yet I thought that the battle was over
Looking straight ahead new hope I did see
Than it hit me from over my shoulder!
I tried desperately for traction to gain
But the force just spun me around
Bits of gravel in every direction
My but landed on the ground!
As I tried to rise up I realized
My life would not be the same
My left ankle was now throbbing
Mingled with a deep & ominous pain
Who dare cause this brutal attack?
I had done nothing wrong
Only out on a hunt for dinosaur tracks
Just Inquisitively strolling along
What ensued was a seven-hour surgery
To put together all that was broken
Then a full year of depending on others
Then another year down…no small token
When I look at the scars on my ankle
I’m tempted to think- Oh poor me
Yet I‘m able to walk with barely a limp
Only few pounds added you see
We now have a house on one level
Quite a problem our old stairs became
Climbing backwards like a 3 leg spider
Thus rendering me quite lame
Because of this stayed at my brother’s
Who is an avid Mac user
With laptops casually strewn all about
On the net I became quite a cruiser
I’m learning to look on the bright side
I could still be in a wheel chair
Could have fallen off that slippery huge rock
To my death-or much more despair!
Eloyce M Witzel
2/25/08
*The Battle
1st verse
All my life thought that passion was wrong
Yet You posted a flag on my heart
A claim on me for Your very own
Though a battle for sure this would start
Chorus
A battle for hearts Your life on the line
The enemy wagging his finger
You stood up for me got killed on that tree
Yet the battle for sure was not over
2nd Verse
You conquered death as You rose that 3rd day
You’re there with Your father in heaven
Your coming back soon to take us away
How is that not showing passion?
Chorus
3rd verse
I make a choice every day of my life
On who’s side that I want to be
The enemy lies when he places blame
Your truth he wants me not to see
Chorus
4th verse
An allegiance to You I’ll ever have
Your claim of me forever strong
For the passion seen deep in Your heart of all hearts
You’ve never done anything wrong!
Chorus
Eloyce M Witzel
2/28/08
My Over Achiever
Is there anything you can do
To make God love you more?
Is there any thing you can do
To make God love you less?
If this question poses problems
And your brainy heart is thrown
Perhaps you’re not a parent
Or miss understand your very own
Because even when a child rebels
Or flunks an crucial quiz
A parent’s heart is reaching out
Knowing who that child really is
A love that’s always constant
Has been there from the start
Not because of what you do
But because of who you are
So maybe you can apply this
To help your own heart grow
This riddle deserves an answer
And the answer here is no
Eloyce M Witzel
2/21/08
The Ladder
Competition as I’ve witnessed
Is the force in getting ahead
Not looking out for others around
A high mark to reach instead
A human ladder up to heaven
Live bodies as each rung
Each step your getting higher
Pretty soon you will be done!
Many around us here are dieing
With boot prints on their necks
Lying around as in a battle
Where the enemy has no regret
Not having the strength to endure
They’ve given up the fight
Competition not their forte
They’d much rather melt out of sight
Just put them out of their misery
I heard one dark voice say
They’re much too far gone for us to help
We’ve important things today
We pray for the rain of the Spirit
On your mark ready get set
But put up our giant umbrellas
So afraid we might get wet!
If we could just see the way Jesus does
Perhaps we can look out farther
From ourselves to others around us in need
Just slow down and care more for others
Eloyce M Witzel
2/21/08
Stranded
Deeply embedded
Words untold
Are far more precious
Than a surface of gold
Only to God
They rise up with groaning
His Son’s rightful Job
A love all atoning
………
Safe
Now safe in His arms
With no need to run
Though waves still do crash
A prince become
An air to the throne
Of the King of all kings
Though seemingly once stranded
In his heart he does sing
………
Eloyce M Witzel
2/20/08
