Red Blushed And All Cut Up
By Paul McCann

Talking to myself there
Someone had overheard.
I was lost for a word.
There was nothing to share.
Embarrassed I was there.
Left awkward and absurd .
A broken wingless bird.
With nowhere to fly there.
Caught red faced there was I.
Didn't want to be seen.
I just wanted to die.
I just wanted to scream.
I'm so terribly shy.
Lost for words it would seem.

Escape From The Sad Heart

By Paul McCann

Sad heart please disguise
For I cannot hide
how I feel inside
Tears behind my eyes
My sad hearts capsized
Shipwrecked by the tide.
My thoughts start to slide
Into a sunrise
Its there I escape
Like a bird in flight
There I feel the shape
of ships in the night
On a lost landscape
far away from sight

Her Wilting Regrets

By Paul McCann

She was found to wilt .
With words she scours .
Ivory towers .
The thick walls she built .
Well tarnished with guilt .
She hides , she cowers .
In empty bowers .
With her red wine spilt .
She can never sip .
And she has not health .
She's buttoned her lip .
She hears no one else .
In walls ten miles thick,
she grieves for herself

By The Creek

By Paul McCann

I escaped down to the creek today .
I lost my way and wished you would come
I sat down on the grass in the sun,
In the silence I began to pray .
In the water some stepping stones lay
where my reflections just had begun .
Your presence I felt had overcome,
I was not lost and alone that day .
I walked away and stood on a stone .
In the water I saw the blue sky.
You came to me in a quiet place.
In reflective prayer I'm not alone
with the sound of water flowing by,
on stepping stones I walk in Gods grace
 

  Always In Waiting
 By Paul McCann

 I could tell you of a morning when the dark night has passed by,

my love everything will be all right there is no need to fear.

I would tell you everything if only you could be near.

There is a place that awaits us, beyond space, after we die .

Let me take you in my arms, let my love give you wings to fly .

I know how confused things are but someday it will all be clear .

Don't fill your head with silly notions, true love is alway here.

I could sing you love songs, recite poems but then you might cry .

I could talk about what the future holds for you and for me .

We could open a book and discover how it all begun .

I could tell you how the cross was carried up to Calvary .

I could tell you of the Father, I could tell you of the Son .

I could tell you of the Spirit, third part of the Trinity ,

there are so many things to say but I'll wait until you come .