Mark Jewell
"UP ON THE WINGS OF THE WONDER SONG"
driven by storm
I seek some shelter
a place to nest
to fold my fainting wings
and rest
against the warm sweet breast
of love
my weary heart knew little of
then surely strengthened,
I shall fly in a far more promising sky.
Love Excelling
In a field of summer flowers
The lovers dream away the hours
While battles are raging
Kingdoms are falling
Disasters are occuring
There are famines appalling
Are the lovers then selfish?
Because they are oblivious to it all?
Oh no, love must go on
Though kingdoms fall
For God made love
As the only consolation we know
And the flesh and the spirit testify so
A New Beginning
A new beginning to a never ending tale
And love came along like a song without
fail,
And the new horizon you give to me
So I can almost see eternity
And oh, the joy of letting go
And this one thing I always know
Love treats well those who are true
So I promised to go the distance with
you,
And when we are old my love won’t grow
cold,
It will remain as fervent as ever
And come what may we’ll face it
together
And body and soul know it to be
A love for now and eternity.
A dance, a promise
And a kiss
A life of bliss where sunlight beams
If such be the stuff of dreams
Then let love be a dream
And all men dreamers
And let my dreams be all of you
And in the fullness of time
Let them all come true.
Dawn
A dressing dawn’s adorning
I must needs exalt the faultless sky
exalt but I to my distress
can find few words
that would express
it’s unveiling morning glory
while far exceeding that of I
a feathered friend attending to
this self same view
from dew kissed tree
and seraph song tells its story
excelling any melody
each wonder note a joyful cry
ringing, winging heaven high
its cry a raptured serenade
a far more fitting accolade
than any poet’s ever made
to dawn upon the sky.
The Power of Love
The beauty that is truth dieth
never for that which lights the lamps of heaven
must endure forever
and if love be true mark it well
it can conquer any hell
can plumb the sea
can span the sky
and prove the dream need never die
can set man free on golden wings
so he can try undying things
so let the lamps of heaven shine
for the beauty that is truth
makes you mine.
I can slay a dragon any day
provided it’s made out of paper mache.
Let Us Dream
Come let us dream
while the night is upon us
for love is a dream far better than all
for too soon the dawn
will be upon us
and the castles we built
will tumble and fall.
Changes
A piece of wood and a dream in mind
with infinite patience and loving care
a craftsman worked a piece of wood
and that piece of wood
unremarkable at the start
became a coveted work of art
Now his namesake sits at a machine
and processes a thousand pieces a day
with nothing to tell them apart
such is progress, but where is the art
.Coming Home
On ill-favored wings
I’ve flown too long
my heart ever weary
my life without song
then I’ve found sweet refuge
from fears that annoy
so I rest in your heart
with immeasureable joy
content to nest, reluctant to roam
for you’ve taught me to sing
and at last I’ve come home.
The Rose
Like a rose parched by the sun
I need some care until my blooming is
done Tree for shade, a cloud for rain
So I’ll not have opened my petals in vain
Then let me wither, and let me die
What care I?
I go the way of the soul set free
To bloom forever for his majesty.
The Seasons of Love
A love I had at autumn
In blaze of brilliant flame
With every leaf a lovely sheaf
Of singular acclaim
With Gypsies dancing in the lane
A gusting wind in the trees
A love I had at autumn
Who put my heart at ease
A love I had at winter In the snowflake wonderland
With the sparkle and the glitter
And the glow of something grand
With the sleighbells and the carols
The cup of Christmas cheer
A love I had at winter
Who promised to be near
A love I had at springtime
With every garden green
With every blade and blossom
Bursting to be seen
With showers sweet with sunshine
The lark upon the wing
A love I had in springtime
Who taught my heart to sing
A love I had in summer
In lazy days of dreaming
With veils of haze upon the hills
A glory in the gleaming
With castles in the seashell sand
A kite upon a string
A love I had in summer
Who took me on the wing
A love I had at winter
Springtime, summer and at fall
But the love I have
Right here and now I love the best of all.
As to Life
We are the sand within the glass
that’s running out, despite the shout
to be heard before we pass
From life to death to life anew
Where the sands of life are never through.
The Journey of the Soul
“Oh can you tell me the way to the kingdom”
The pilgrim said to me
“I’ve come along way
forever and a day
Determine at last to be free”
I showed hin the cruel cross of shame
on which my saviour had died
He is the way
come kneel and pray for you he was crucified
Is it then too late?
he said with a cry
Have I come all this way in vain?
I showed him the tomb
A small empty room
Where once my saviour had lain
He is risen, I said
the way to make known
take up his cross and see
With the faith of a child
Be at last reconciled
Acknowledge him now and be free
He took up the cross the burden was light
He walked where my saviour had trod
And the promise held true
He found life anew
In the glorious kingdom of God
Love
If God so made
This love of ours
It will outshine
the brightest stars
for they will fade
at break of day
While our love will continue
on its way
And one day reunite
above with he who is the God of Love.
Down with Superman!
Once a giant killer feared by one and all
Then someone invented Superman
And now I’m three feet tall.
The Last Leaf
Like the last leaf on the bough
My hopes are pinned on you
And now
I see the leaf begin to fall
But I’ll not grieve for I recall
That in the spring hopes reborn
And one day on that bough forlorn
Will be a leaf or maybe two
And we’ll walk beneath them me and you.
The Flower of Love
Only one flower
And one flower only
can ease the pain
And comfort the lonely
And only one flower do I extol
The flower of love
that brings joy to the heart
And peace to the soul.
Wisdom
Life to the wise is a hope and a plan
Working together to perfect the man
Life for a fool is a dance and a song
And a laugh at those who hurry along
And to each must come a reckoning day
A rod to the fool
A reward to the wise
And which is which
May come as a surprise.
The Seed
I hid a seed within your heart
I hid a seed and watched it start
On its way to life anew
By the love I had for you
And when it bloomed with love for me
I picked and kept it tenderly
In my heart for ever more
For you are all I do adore.
Nightscene
The song is ended
The long day is through
Shadows lie still at eventide
And at peace, love
I rest with you
Night gathers us in its arms
And in sleep we seem
Half-way to heaven
Kept in a dream.
Flower Power
First the bud and then the flower
Then a vision of loveliness
Hour by hour
As the petals open ever so wide
Revealing the glory there inside
And we who cannot merely pass by
Give our thanks to the Creator on high.
A Beginning
A lot of a good thing
is better than a little of nothing
So I exchanged a little of nothing
A dream I knew wouldn’t come through
For a lot of a good thing
the reality of you.
War
A dream down on the dying ground
War weary eyes espy
A vision of village green
A belated awareness
Of some quiet scene
Lovely with the light of all life
Shell-stunned ears hear
Some trite melody
Now swelling into a symphony
And there at the edge of eternity
He smiles amid the strife.
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Bird song and sun bright
Not all dancers do delight the eye
But this I know
I shall not cry
Though many troubles tower high
Obscure the sun
I’ll dare the storm
I’ll see it done
For with the help of God I’ll stand
Much nearer to the promised land.
The Plea
I’m only the man doing the best I can
Trying to understand what’s right or wrong
Not some hero of story or song
So couldn’t you love me anyway
Even if it’s only for a day.
Castles
Just say you love me
And I’ll not look for castles in the air
For our hovel will be castle enough
For you’ll be there.
Spring
There’s an angel harping in the breeze
And all the trees are dressed for spring
There’s a promise in the April sky
for the very best of everything
The first fruits of the spring
The flowers blush and beam
And there’s a fragrance sweet as Shalimar
and hope for every dream
Oh, the very earth has come to birth
New life is teeming everywhere
And rills are singing down the hills
And there smiles enough to spare
Oh that it were always spring
As some day it may be
When men at last are at peace with God
For all eternity.
The Vacant Lot
A fledgling caught in ecstacy
Storms the lazy air
Spills a gush of melody
In frolic or the fair
A speckled amber ball of fur
Suckles on a rose
A bee that sups a downy throat
Of blushing beauty in repose
A model fleck of gossamer
Flits about the site
A butterfly in quiet quest
Tranquillity in flight
A satin cup of angel tears
Cradled in a bed of moss
A bluebell blossom brimmed with dew
A gem of finest floss
In a thickets musky heart
A crickets saw it’s serenade
While perched upon a blade of green
Snug within a secret shade
Mid the tendrils trembling leaves
Webs of woven wonder cling
Strings of silver silk and twine
A spider spinning for a king
Wafted on a stir of air
Like mingled magic scents delight
Each drowsy dragon fly day
Each frisky firefly night
A vacant lot and not acclaimed
Unnamed unknown so it’s been
A world apart in the city’s heart
Unique and unforeseen.
To Verna My Love
Twenty years with the one adored
Twenty years of faith restored
Twenty years of blessedness
Twenty years of happiness
Twenty years of you and me
Living in sweet harmony
And another twenty years or more
With the one I do adore
God grant that it be so
For greater bliss I’ll never know
So whether joy, toil, pain or tears
I wish for another twenty years.
The German and I
We sit at ease exchanging fond memories
Convivial companions who see eye to eye
The German and I
Yet short years ago
If our ages were so
We might have hated and hunted
Each other, to try
To kill for a lie
The German and I. -----------
Here’s to the Vander of Zalm
A chip off the old Bennett Dam
We don’t dig ‘em, we sneer
He’s one up on McGeer
n leaving us here in a jam.
High Country
Oh for a mountain high in the sky
To scale ‘til my heart’s content
A venerable giant girdled in snow
Prone to the wind’s lament
Oh for a friend at the end of my rope
One who is steady and true
So that even in the face of death itself
Together we’ll see it through
And oh, for a camp high on a ledge
In a cleft of ageless stone
A keep in the clouds of celestial shine
A sojourn there shall atone
For the hectic madness of things that be
Below in the cloistered world
While we the giddy, young galahads
Can fling our banners unfurled
While staunchly roving the roof of the
world,
Nigh to the astral stream
What more can one ask ‘til heaven itself
Discloses it’s ageless dream.
The March of Time
The cities rise, the cities fall
Their splendour crumbles into dust
Time marches on and in its’ wake
Kingdoms mighty lie in ruins
Silent, humbled in the sand
Curiosity pieces of the land
Where once there ruled by the sword
Enslavers of the fathers
Of the present curious horde.
The Horizon
The road like a mighty arrow
Shot from a titan’s bow
Ran straight and true
To meet its’ mark
Over the prairie vast and stark
To sink its’ barb
In the bleeding breast
Of the crimson sky Of horizons west.
"I am a very private sort of person. I express myself inpoetry because a lot of my dreams and aspirations I find hard to vocalize.I am a small town boy caught in the net of the city. I can be reached bymail only." M.J.
Mark Jewel #105 - 655 Moberly Rd. Vancouver BC Canada
