Time Can Be Unkind

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TIME CAN BE UNKIND

Why do you string her along

Does it make you feel like a man

Kick a girl when she's down

Enjoy it while you can

She can turn you off

You have no control over her

You can barely control yourself

Time is easily blurred

Go ahead enjoy that limelight

The one that shines in your dreams

Visualize it and make it happen

But don't forget the elbow grease

You say you were blessed with a gift

How many tomorrows will it take

Time is always in constant motion

Before you know it, its too late

Why are you so depressed

Does it make you feel alive

You silly fool she tried to help you

But you under estimated time

Together you could have soared

But soon you'll be eating her dust

Your not chosen like you thought

Time slipped away and that eats you up

R. Hosking

© 2013

Left To Your Own Devices

LEFT TO YOUR OWN DEVICES

Nothing better for the soul, then letting go

No words can describe what it's like

The smile it creates when your left to your own devices

What a relief from the grief

Sometimes things weigh heavy on my heart

Sometimes I cry louder than the thunder

The tears it creates when your left to your own devices

What a burden when you are hurting

One day at a time, some good, some bad

Medicated myself to numb my insides and thoughts

The laughter it creates when your left to your own devices

What a life and how it changes all the time

R. Hosking

© 2013

Weary Traveler

Photo taken by R.Hosking, Franklin, TN.

WEARY TRAVELER

On the road all day and night no end in sight

Same songs play on the radio, same ones from an hour ago

The hands on the clock go round in circles tick tock tick tock

I'm the weary traveler looking for a place to stop

The work never ends all day and night, no reprieve in sight

Same complaints creating my headaches, same ones from yesterday

The hours pass as my attitude bends tick tock tick tock

I'm the weary worker looking for a place to stop

The people around me living their lives with no end in sight

Praying for a little relief, same prayers we all need

Passing time as the years pile up tick tock tick tock

I'm the weary stranger looking for a place to stop

On the road again all day and night playing my tunes

Same songs I played to cure the blues, same songs that I always do

It makes my hours worth living tick tock tick tock

I'm the weary traveler that will never stop.

R.Hosking

© 2103

 

One of Those Days

Photo taken by R.Hosking, Kentucky USA

ONE OF THOSE DAYS

I'm feeling fired up do not try to cool my jets

Do not be condescending it only gets me revved

Do not pretend like you understand, I know when it's not sincere

You don't have to speak, I can feel and see loud and clear

I'm feeling uninspired you can try to lend some intrigue

It takes a lot to keep my attention, just a friendly reminder if you please

It takes even more for continuous engagement, just a fair warning

If you want to reach me your going to have to be a bit more giving

At the end of the day we all see things differently

I can not live in a world that bores me

There is fascination in many things

For the most part it’s only people that rub me the wrong way

So how do I cure this insatiable rage

Become a recluse and hide in my cave

Some times it gets lonely when no words are said

But then again those same words can have me seeing red

It is one of those days I guess there is no pleasing me

Tomorrow may be the same, guess I'll wait and see

Ringing phones, countless emails, so much bad luck or no luck at all

That is life so I've been told, no since crying over milk when it falls

R. Hosking

© 2013

 

Time to Set Sail

Photo taken by Rebecca Hosking

TIME TO SET SAIL

Things always run deeper than what our eyes see

Dirty dusty roads can also deceive

It is the story that lies behind the scenes

The grass is never greener even though it is green

It is what we take away from all our woes

How we react to the flying arrows

We can rise above or dodge every blow

We can also hitch a ride and go with the flow

Trust is an emotion that can only be earned

Courage is a feeling that some times burns

Willingness to rise above and eagerness to learn

Are rare traits that is not easy and often hurts

But in the end love will always prevail

One man used it to live in the belly of a whale

Faith is the tool that allows us to exhale

Now is the time to take a deep breath and set sail

R.Hosking

© 2013

 

Secrets

Photo taken by Rebecca Hosking, Mexico

SECRETS

I willingly whispered in your ear

I told you my heart and shared my fears

You paid attention when no one else did

Good or bad I deserve what I get

Sometimes in life there is no end

We repeat mistakes over and over again

A lesson learned completes a vicious cycle

Best friends become reveled rivals

You go your way, while I go mine

We come together when all is fine

Eventually the middle gets bigger and bigger

We’re only human, we’re all sinners

The secret is we all always knew

Nothing is permanent no matter what we do

Here today gone tomorrow

No matter if you beg, steal or borrow

There is one thing always consistently true

No matter what I will always love you

I’m not as unapologetic as you might think

I’m only searching for a flotation device, so I do not sink

By R. Hosking

© 2013

The Power of Words

Photo taken by Rebecca Hosking, Franklin, TN


THE POWER OF WORDS

I remember once someone told me I was stupid

Whether it was a joke or something they meant I believed it

So I lived my life uninformed and made mistakes, why?

Because I believed I was stupid

I remember once on a cold dreary day someone told me it was sunny

I looked out the window and I saw the light

I lived that day with a smile on my face, why?

Because I believed it was sunny

I remember once truth came from a word I wasn’t willing to believe

And faith came from those same words that were given to me

I believe this to be true, why?

Because I heard it and it set me free

I remember once my night was lonely and my arms were empty

But God looked at me last night through your eyes

He said that he loved me and I believed him, why?

Because that is the power of words!

R. Hosking 

© 2007

Hope

Photo taken by Rebecca Hosking, Cheekwood, TN

HOPE

Hope lives where despair has invaded

It lurks in the corners of our trials

Silently basking in all its glory

For only hope knows when you need a smile

No sense in fighting it, time to succumb

Let go of discontentment 

So hope can make a new home

No sense in grieving the loss of wills

Let go of jealousy 

So hope can rebuild

If you fall off the wagon, get back up

Learn from short comings

When they say how high, you'll know when to jump

No sense in shedding another tear

Dry your eyes

So hope can reappear

You may feel lonely, but don't believe the lies

Hope has never left you, 

In order to find it, simply open your eyes

R.Hosking

© 2013

Numb

Photo taken by Rebecca Hosking, Bolivia

Numb

It feels like I can not be trusted

Or decipher these feelings I get

Being pulled in different directions

The hurt has not subsided yet

So I drown my sorrows only to create a bigger mess

Lost sight of all my convictions

Numb at the very best

R. Hosking

© 2013

Unanswered Chainletters

UNANSWERED CHAIN LETTERS

There’s a hope chest full of memories’

Some old photograph’s and rosary beads

A few valentines’ I never sent

All the places I wanted to see but hadn’t been yet

Time sure does fly

Seems like yesterday I was just a child

The lessons I’ve learned over the years

People I’ve lost in the river of tears

The merry trails and old stomping grounds

Come full circle as the hands on the clock go around

Those old chain letters I used to get

Before there was internet

If the chain be broken there’d be ten years of bad luck

I just kept them in my hope chest never sent them to anyone

Me I was a hands on kind of person

Sifting through these years of dreams

I’m happy to say I’ve been busy livin’

Those chain letters never affected me

© R. Hosking

 

Grow Old Gracefully

Photo taken by Rebecca Hosking

GROW OLD GRACEFULLY

Age used to scare me

I think back when I was young

Mom and Dad made life seem so easy

But I saw Mom cry sometimes when the day was done

She laid her head in his hands

It scared me to think

What could be so bad

What crushed their world in this way

The only thing I could think of as a child

Must have been age

Time went by like it always does

Those hard times were never pressed in my thoughts

I never knew the struggles

The sacrifices they made

I never saw the world through their eyes

I wrote it off because of my age

I learned so much over the years

Sometimes I run

And sometimes I face my fears

Age used to scare me

It still can but not like before

Look at all the memories it gave me

All these things that I didn’t have before

I have learned courage

And what we have as a family

Is strength in numbers

We stood together through good or bad

Now I know age doesn’t really matter

Standing together is all I need in my man

Age used to scare me

But think of the gifts and knowledge that age can give

Now I just want to grow old gracefully

And live and let live

Just like my parents did

R. Hosking © 2008

Voices

Artwork by Rebecca Hosking

VOICES

There are voices that live in my head

They spoke to me and I believed every word they said

I once lived in a paradise of truth

Until I took a bite of that fruit

That tall tree reaches to the sky

With branches that hide the sun from my eyes

The knowledge of all that is real where only love exists

Was replaced with an ache that continuously persists

The voices said this is the whole picture of what’s good and bad

The choice was mine, take this or what I had

Yes I bought into it hook line and sinker

That prince of lies fed on my finger

And like a parasite it latched on and spread its disease

Contagiously aware and feeding on me

But the beauty of light is we seek it when its gone

In sincere pursuit for two loving arms

Truth is absent in those dark corners where only lies live

I vaguely remember I once had so much love to give

I’m learning that truth is real, you can see it, feel it, smell its breath

Lies are not real and leave you living a life of regret

There is a voice that lives in my heart

One voice that is always encouraging a new start

It waits patiently for me to find a cure

From everything that is impure

Whenever I fall down

There is always something that picks me up off the ground

I saw it, and felt it, and smelled its breath

It spoke with the purest voice

And said the decision is yours to make the right choice

R. Hosking © 2008

One Hundred Years

Alice Cowan, Photo provided by Carol Hosking

 
ONE HUNDRED YEARS

I feel tongue tied

A little choked up inside

One hundred years is still not enough time

To learn the grace

In every line of her face

And I know its going to take

Another hundred years

For me to fight these tears

And learn to breathe without her here

In the kingdom she now rules

Together again with a love so true

He waited patiently for his jewel

Leaving us with the remaining minutes

Wanting nothing more than to relive it

Every day we shared

And cherish the moments she was there

I will mourn the loss with a triumphant win

Of having the memory of that cheeky grin

I would not exist if it was not for her

It defines who I am and what I have learned

Although it’s hard to imagine what it will be like

And I can’t find any words to describe

One hundred years behind her eyes

What a celebration of life

R.Hosking © 2009

In tribute to:

Alice Cowan (Gran)

1908 - 2009

The Unknown

Artwork by Rebecca Hosking

 THE UNKNOWN

I gave thanks today for the light tapping at my window

I felt the warmth of the rebirth

And When I opened my eyes to greet the day

I felt my self worth

God gave me a Mother with passionate love

She learned her craft through God’s son

Problems knock on my front door

And fear sometimes consumes my soul

But I pray to find strength

In order to tackle the unknown

When I falter and the earth shakes

Family is always there to guide the way

When the rocks crack and open to expose the core secret

I learn from the scars that God left behind

Through the valleys and canyons and hieroglyphics

I pray you hold me in your arms now that my Mother is gone

Not just to bide time but to teach me how to appreciate life

Not to fear the unknown

But to love with my whole being

Until I am welcomed home

R. Hosking © 2008