Feeling The Silence

                                   

Feeling The Silence

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 24, 2022

In a world we're raised, to listen to everything we hear

Comes a silence that is felt, when nothing comes to our ear

Can you imagine a world, without any kind of sound

You try your best to listen, yet it doesn't come around

Suddenly! Your hearing has disappeared

A Nightmare! Everything that you feared

Where is the music, that always made me smile

Or the birds in the trees, that use to sing awhile

My TV is on loud, but I can't hear a thing

If someone is calling, I can't hear the ring

Don't knock on my door, I don't know you're there

My hearing is gone, I hear nothing everywhere

It's a scary feeling, I feel incomplete

I'm afraid to go outside, or to cross the street

My alarm won't wake me, if I fell asleep

I'm alone in the silence, with the company I keep

I fear every moment, in this silence I am living in

So much I am going through, I don't know where to begin

I was happy with my hearing, when it was around

Now I am Feeling The Silence, because I hear no sound

When you lose your hearing after having it for a long time,

it can be very hard to find yourself in a world of silence.

All the things you heard, go silent, and you are in a completely

different world. A world without sound. It's the most difficult

feeling. You have to adjust in so many ways. It's not easy.

Halloween At Harbor Tower

 

Halloween At Harbor Tower

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 16, 2022

It was Halloween at the Harbor Tower, it was also Bingo night

Bingo was canceled, because something wicked was causing a fright

Bingo cards were glowing, and flying across the room

There was a crazy witch lady, riding on a broom

Where she came from, nobody really knew

On her broomstick, oh yeah, she really flew

Nobody knew what she wanted, or her demand

Only one person, was brave enough to stand

He stood there, trying to figure it all out

Then he heard his name, Earl gave him a shout

“Charlie, watch out, she's coming your way!”

Charlie thought fast, he didn't want to stay

“She sure knows some good tricks” Charlie said with a grin

As the people watched her, the witch did a little spin

She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't very pretty

Everyone could tell, she sure as heck was witty

Then the witch disappeared, in a cloud of smoke

A voice was heard saying “Is this some kind of joke?”

Everyone kept watching, to see if she was coming back

Kat just smiled and said, “I'm going to the Smoke Shack”

The following week Bingo returned to its normal routine,

and everyone showed up, and it was a great time for everyone.

The witch wasn't seen again. Maybe next year she will visit

West Highland.

Cousins, Connected By Heart & Soul

 

Cousins, Connected By Heart & Soul

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 15, 2022

Some have said, before we're born we get to choose our family

Whether you believe it or not, I know they mean the most to me

Parents, Grandparents, Brothers, Sisters, Nieces, Nephews, Uncles, Aunts, Cousins too

Years together, they are all there, to spend a lifetime with you

Climbing the Family Tree, is so much fun to do

Finding out how, each relative is related to you

First Cousin, Second Cousin, or maybe a Third

Which generation, now that is the word

How many times removed, can each one be

It's all part of, climbing the Family Tree

I bet there are many Cousin, that I don't know

I sure have met many, as the story will go

Some in person, and some online too

We became close friends, as some Cousins do

Growing up, Cousins were older than me

I find there are tons of them, on my Family Tree

Others are much younger, as each story goes

As you climb your Family Tree, it really grows

Branches are filled with Cousins everywhere

Why there's even one, reading this poem that I'll share

One of the biggest thrills of genealogy next to finding

out about your ancestors and who you descend from,

is finding so many Cousins who have the same interest.

Meeting them, and being in touch with them. They can

become quite close in so many ways. Friends that are

family. It's been so much fun. Thank you Cousins, for

not only for being related, but for being a friend as well.

Reflections In My Glasses

 

Reflections In My Glasses

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 10, 2022

Reflections in my glasses, of all places I can see

Interacting with the past, and the future yet to be

So many changes happening, as the world turns

Causing eyebrows to go up, with many concerns

I wander in my memories, of a time I use to know

I let it take me there, as I relax and watch the show

It's so very different, every time I go there

Whatever is played out, I just stop and stare

No, my memories aren't bad, I remember it quite well

With an active imagination, it's a place I like to dwell

I love the present, please don't get me wrong

No matter where I am, I listen to each song

Reflections in my glasses, is where I like to be

It takes me many places, and helps my mind to see

Clouds outside my window, slowly pass on by

As I watch a seagull flying, up in the blue sky

Everyone's perspective, is different for everyone

What we see, what we do, when the day is done

The meaning of what matters most, in the time that passes

Is what I see and what I know, from the reflections in my glasses

This poem has been going around in my head for a few days now.

I thought it was time to write it down and post it. Like a reflection,

it can take your mind anywhere. The past, somewhere you want to

be, or something you have read and imagined yourself being. The

reflections of your life, makes you who you are. It's fulfilling to be

the best you that you can be.