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Bernie Ryan
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Squirrel In A Tree
You look at me as your enemy,
One you would love to catch.
I have no argument with you
And wonder why you torment me so.
I observe your limitations and wonder
How long will you go on pursuing me?
Time passes—morning turns to afternoon
And still you persist in your attempts to capture me.
Near you I will never come—
Someday you will understand this to be true.
Day after day we play this game—
You with your laryngitic bark,
Straining to be free from your chain.
I sit in this tree—
Close enough for you to know I am here,
But far enough to know I am protected.
I look at you as my enemy
And you wonder why I torment you so.
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The Willow
The willows surround the lake.
Their movement in the breeze
like a well-choreographed ballet.
Their reflections are their partners,
Winter will soon end the dance.
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Wallstreet
A mass of men hurry along the sidewalk,
Cell phones pressed to their ears and shouting to unknown recipients.
These same men arrive at the exchange,
What are they exchanging?
Their shouts are unintelligible,
Who can understand?
Amid the noise and mess,
One man stands alone—realizing his dream—
He stands on the floor and feels exuberant—
Wallstreet!
Young Love
I wonder where you are tonight,
If you are hiding and out of sight.
This war goes on and keeps us apart,
I wait and wonder when our life will start.
I pray for your return to me,
And hope that day, soon, will be.
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On the mountain,
Hidden
A blade of green grass
Yearning to be free
Will spring arrive soon?
How I desire
My youthful self
Carefree
In the mountains
And thinking frivolous thoughts.
Standing in the crowd
Lost from my love
I search aimlessly
Hopeful,
As the parade passes.
Floating on the river
Lost in her thoughts,
A girl in her youth
Happy
Desires never to return.
Walking down the aisle
Floating on a cloud
I watch with pride,
My daughter
How beautiful she is.
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God’s fireworks
In the western sky.
We watch in wonder
Beautiful,
Fear overcomes us.
Lying in her bed
Consumed by love,
She wishes he were near
Loneliness,
Will tomorrow ever come?
We stood in the kitchen
Preparing our meal
Three loving sisters
Laughing
Rekindling our youth.
The storm grows stronger
We huddle in fear -
Is this the end?
Mercy
At last, a rainbow.
She crawls in his lap
Comfortable, secure.
This is a familiar place,
Home -
My dad.
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The Gift
She entered my life;
an unwanted presence,
offering something I could not give.
She entered my life;
unknowing for years,
giving something I did not want.
She entered my life;
abrupt and cruel,
destroying something I did not possess.
She entered my life;
resignation and relief,
realizing something I should have known.
She entered my life;
an unwanted presence,
awarding something I shall forever treasure.
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