Love Was...

Once, I knew what love was,
Or at least I thought I did;
I told myself it was a romantic thing,
But, then, I was just a kid.

I set out to find what love was,
It just had to be like a dream;
Some handsome prince or white knight,
I think you know the theme.

Now and then, I thought love was,
So very close at hand;
But it always managed to disappear,
I would never find fantasy land.

When I settled for what love was,
I laid my dreams to rest;
Knights and princes did not exist,
They were gone, just like my hope chest.

Older now, I wonder what love was
That captivated me so;
Now I pretend to be wise and mature,
For reality is my status quo.

If one day I find that love was
Waiting just outside my door;
I'll make love to him 'til he can't walk,
And that's no metaphor.

Lora Frikken ~ 6-24-03

A Siren’s Song

If it isn't the pull of the ocean tides
that I feel surrounding me;
Then what could it be that beckons and calls
whenever I walk by the sea?

Could it be some ancient siren song,
calling out: 'Forevermore' ;
Or merely the sound of the crashing waves
which lures me away from the shore?

The days and nights are longer now,
since you left me here all alone;
It will not be long 'til I leave this place
in search of my long-lost home.

Memories torment me, reminding me still,
of moments lost within dreams;
Dreams I now seek, lost in a twilight haze,
scattered like so many moonbeams.

The stars in the sky have now fallen down
to become the stars of the deep;
Streaming sadly from the heavens above,
as the constellations weep.

The tears that I shed for the stars that fall,
on these nights when I cannot sleep;
Change into so many diamonds and pearls,
as my gift for the sirens to keep.

When the time finally comes for me to leave,
pulling me away from this shore;
I will find my way home through familiar depths,
calling sadly to you: 'Forevermore' .

Lora Frikken ~ 6-22-03

and the answer is...

the sun is shining
the clouds are high
the birds are singing
so why oh why
do I feel lonely
and insecure
and restless and sad
and even unsure
of how to live
each and every day
can’t I see
the world knows the way
to face each moment
and continue on
looking for rainbows
and singing my song
wonder at the roses
smell the lavender too
touch the leaves
that glisten in the dew
enjoy the scent of grass
that has just been mown
hear chirping baby birds
that have not yet flown
walk barefoot down
the dusty lane
imagine how it feels
after a pouring rain
whistle for your dog
and wish you could be
as innocent and happy
and as carefree as he
the sun is shining
the clouds are high
I think I just found
the way to get by
I’m no longer lonely
nor sad or restless
I’ve found that nature
is the key to my success
and it’s so much nicer
seeing beauty eye to eye
so much more uplifting
than sitting around asking
...why oh why...

Lora Frikken ~ 6-15-03

I Cry

Every night I cry
a few simple tears,
I cry for me,
I cry for my fears.
Every night I lose
a piece of my heart,
a piece of me,
as dreams fall apart.
Every night I feel
an end to my story,
I’m losing me
to this purgatory.
Every night I wonder
if daybreak will come,
if I’ll find me,
if I’ll ever see the sun.
Every night I try
to search for a way,
an answer for me
to live another day.
Every night I discover
I’ve lived a little longer,
I am still me,
Maybe this day I’ll be stronger...

Lora Frikken ~ 6-15-03

Who Knew?

If I say that I knew my life would be grand,
What a lie that would be!
Some romantically wonderful grand plan;
Just take me out and shoot me!

Okay, so I thought life was just to be...lived!
Who said there would be rules?
I thought we could take without having to give!
Who knew it was all April Fools?

My short attention span must figure in this,
However, it’s no good excuse.
I should have had goals or dreams of bliss,
But I never outgrew Mother Goose!

My life is now winding down that old back road,
The one that’s bumpy and dark.
But instead of paying back all that is still owed,
My life is one big question mark!

If there’s hope out there, I wish it would hit me,
Granting wisdom with one big clunk!
I could wake up with the most certain guarantee,
That life was mine to slam dunk!

To say I’ve been aimless, shallow, and a fool,
Would be kindness at its best.
I feel like I’m drowning in a bottomless pool,
Someone please throw me a life vest!

Lora Frikken ~ 6-2-03

Where Am I?

Once upon a time, there was me!
I know you told me who I ought to be,
But I don’t think I listened very well:
What else is new? I was born to rebel!

I was supposed to be dainty and small;
I was supposed to be pretty, overall;
Genetics didn’t help me out there:
Don’t blame me! That would be unfair!

I should have been a great intellectual,
Though your lecturing became ineffectual;
I should have played the piano or violin:
Just because I prefer to listen, is that a sin?

Marry a doctor and be set for life,
Just the thing for a perfect little wife;
Don’t do things with boys you shouldn’t do:
You’ll get in trouble, then who will help you?

So...I got in trouble, no big surprise!
All that nagging never made me very wise;
More love might have made me somewhat better:
Too late! I’ll never be your little trendsetter!

Okay, so I didn’t turn out rich and famous;
Too late, there’s nothing left for us to discuss;
The fact that I made it this far says a lot:
You missed so much about me, like it or not!

Throughout all that I have ever said and done,
True, there were losses, but many times I won!
Yet my problem still exists: How do I identify
Just exactly who, what, when, or where...am I?

Lora Frikken ~ 6-8-03