STRANDED ON THE MOON

Left here for awhile, what is needed lay at my side,

There is no air but the gift of breath is with me now.

From this place it is that the universe is alive,

In all directions everything created is before these eyes.

Comets zoom by with the greatest of speed,

Stars are bright, everyday appears as night.

Asteroids are somewhere out there, everywhere,

I sit here stranded on the moon among the cosmos.

The sun is so bright with fire, burning in the dark,

The only thing i can’not see is heaven, where are you.?

The earth is spinning faster than i have ever Imagined it to,

Like a dream to see the oceans and a world not so big

Compared to what is seen from here.

Keith Garrett

LOST IN THE WILD

              To step outside the world I’ve known,

         Leave it all behind and those whom know me.

                  Off on a great journey to see it all,

  Into the wilderness as if nothing else matters anymore.

                     To try things never tried before,

               Experience life through a new open door.

                      Perhaps a fear of what lies ahead,

        

                   I trek across the land, survive if i can.

                     See many new things from my eyes,

                        Into the night i hear nature cry.

                   Not expecting never to go home again,

                    Lost in the wild is where my life ends. 

Keith Garrett

LAST NIGHT I DREAMED

              Last night i dreamed i was a child,

   The horror, sadness, all emotions seemed so real.

               As if someone had taken him away,

           Searched did i everywhere,Oh! the pain.

       In my dream another gone, one disappearing,

               This was not real as i was dreaming.

 In my dream i saw paper napkins floating down stream, 

               Representing the loss, them going away.

           In my dream i awoke, A dream within a dream,

                As if i now understood the full meaning.

                        When i did awaken i felt relief,

                  They did not die, they were not taken.

       It was truly understood, My children were now gone,

            There was some loss as they would not return.

          My children of whom i loved so much were reborn

                                   Into the adult world,

 I’ll forever miss the laughter and play of the young Innocent ones.

                      Keith Garrett 

AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL

 

Stand up to the morning light, watch and see the beautiful sunrise,

Step outside and open your eyes to the mountains, so amazing.

Trees in the forests have been standing tall for many a mans lifetimes,

Beautiful is the river rushing below, beautiful are the trees.

An ocean watched from the shore, watched for thousands of years before,

How amazing is the ocean as all oceans come together forever.

Hot by day but cold in the night is the desert of spectacular sights,

Amazing and beautiful are the deserts created everywhere.

Just to be there in the dark and gaze upon a full moon high in the sky,

Beautiful is the light, amazing is this sight in the night.

Stars have been a mystery through out time, they dance in the sky,

Amazing and beautiful are the stars, amazing and beautiful is the masterful

Creation arranged by god.

Keith Garrett

 

 

THE MEASURE OF SUCCESS

 

Not to climb the highest mountain but too climb many mountains as high as you can,

To win the marathon not as important as too finish many.

To sail around the world is great, too sail to places of dreams greater,

It’s not to sing the best song ever written but to write many good songs.

To work one hard day in your life is no accomplishment,

Too work hard everyday and give it your all is of greatness.

If to you having many friends is the greatest,

Then having one great friend is of value like no other.

If you can touch the world with many beautiful poems then that is beauty,

To hold on to only one of importance holds no treasure.

If you are of morality, if your word means something and your hand shake is strong

Then you are successful, if you are not a quitter and hold your head high.

The measure of success holds a different meaning for all people.

Keith Garrett

IN A DREAM

I saw you wandering in a dream,

In the dark, quiet as you searched.

Not a word spoken from your lips,

What do you seek beautiful one.?

I can’t find my way home as each night i roam,

It is you who see me wandering in a dream.

What do you search for asking one,?

You are the dreamer whom saw me wandering.

Now tell me wanderer, who is the dreamer and who’s in the dream,?

Is it only i and are you the dream.?

You call me the haunted one but whom is the haunted,?

Not a word from my lips but you are the sleeping one.

What is it that you seek, why cant you find your own way home,?

I do not know as sometimes i am in the dark and quiet.

Keith Garrett

IN THE EVENING

 

Darkness falls, the sun drifts off to sleep in this part of the land,

 

Dinner is served as hunger rests in my stomach and mind.

 

I’m tired as this is my time to relax and enjoy shows of the night,

 

Comedy is my friend as i forget the hardship and worldly problems.

 

A candle glowing on a table is a peaceful sight in this room with soft light,

 

The crickets can be heard from the yard in the evening quiet.

 

Slowly fading into a beautiful dream state on the couch with a drink,

 

The blinds are closed and the door opened as the lights are turned out.

 

A snack and thoughts of the coming days and all that may be are dreamed,

 

In the evening i can lay in the dark, close my eyes and drift off to different sounds.

 

In the evening i am at peace as the dark, quiet, world soothes my never ending soul.

Keith Garrett

OVER THE HILL TO A DIFFERENT WORLD

Keith Garrett

From yesterday is where i come from, my life is with a wife and child,

Seeking a new life and possibly a different place of settling down.

We are pioneers of the early nineteenth century traveling across

The hot desert where their is much hardship, sickness, and hunger,

There’s a chance i must take as my son is very sick with fever this day.

I say goodbye to all in our wagon train for now as i say perhaps there

Over the hill i will find help, faith walks with me as i begin my quest,

Over the hill to a different world as i pass over the top of the ridge.

Am i dreaming as these impossible things appear before my tired eyes,

The wagon train is gone, vanished into the air, this can’not be.

I see traveling machines, music, and that which can’not possibly exist,

People so different, i’m looked at so strangely as i tell of my plight.

My son is sick i say, He’s over that hill, a kind woman she was,

A bottle, something inside, these will make him better i’m told.

I must go now, I run for the hill, i climb as this world is not mine,

At the top i now see again my world and wagon train, i look back.

The world i walked into is now gone, only desert left behind, my son does not die .

IN THE DARK OF NIGHT

I can hear the neighbors child cry, what’s going on in a house near by,

A walk with their dog do a couple that hope for peace in the clear night.

The moon so full is a light that guides those in need through the night,

Animals that come to life in the dark are seldom seen with the human eye.

In the dark of night who is it that wanders with no conscience inside,

Porch lights are everywhere warning that there are those watching tonight.

Warm air turns to cool as sitting on a bench in my yard is a beautiful thought,

In the dark of night there may be fright, happiness, or delight.

A quiet, peaceful, experience as within the dark is but a soft light,

In the dark of night there is much to discover if alone or with another.
Keith Garrett

WHO WILL TAKE MY CHILDREN?

 

 

 

Autumn is in the air, the days are shorter, the nights are cool, and crisp,

My name is Rachel and there is something i’d like to ask, a request really.

The end of another year is fast approaching, sundown of my life you see,

I’m still a young woman so wonder do i why god has come to call upon me.

I have not much time to reflect on a life that has not see enough beauty from my eyes,

Not much older will i be, never will i be a grandmother and sit in a rocking chair.

Grand children i will never know, young children never will i watch grow,

By the time Spring arrives it is that i will die, will i rest in heaven by gods side.

Most important for me is the fate of my children and that they understand,

They must have faith that once again we will be together in another time.

Who will take my children,? Who will love them and show them the right way,

Soon i will leave and go away, who will take my children,? who will help them

To laugh again, I need to know that they’ll be o.k., before i leave and go away.