Grandma

Grandma always made life a little extra special-
Special cookies, Special candies,
Special clothes that she made,
Special visits & holidays.

I remember her apple tree,
I remember her flowers,
I remember spending summers with her,
I remember her wonderful laugh.

Most of all-
I remember the lesson that she taught to those who were open to it-
You can get what you want-
If you are willing to work for it-

Work for it & make your dreams come true-
Live your dreams &
Do what you love-
& You will be filled with great joy!

Celebrate & remember this message-
Live your dreams,
Do what you love, &
Everytime you see a rainbow,
Everytime you feel the sunshine,
Remember Grandma Bea & Feel Great Joy!!!

I left the text and punctuation exactly as it was on the napkin on which I wrote this and from which I delivered the eulogy for my Grandmother-Beatrice Koehntopp-on December 1, 2003 in Bellingham, MN. She finished her life on November 27, 2003 at the still vibrant age of 98 years, 10 months, 7 days.

All Saints Day

All Saints Day comes but once a year
Yet the day
Shall always be remembered
For the unknown promise

A thousand summers
A million adventures
Magical love and incredible joy
Yet to come...
RJB 11-01

Goddess of the Senses

this piece received the Editor's Choice Award
and is the first piece in the hardcover volume
Forever Spoken


Goddess of the Senses

The universe
Knowing there are infinite possibilities
Put the Goddess of the Senses on my path
So that I might take her by the hand
And share with her new tastes, touches, sights, sounds
Growing understanding
Building wisdom and joy
Creating a new and more beautiful universe

Bob Bevard
Copyright ©2007 by Bob Bevard

World Changing

When I hear your laugh
When I feel your smile
When I play with your mind
When I know the warm

The warm, the warm
That makes her, her
The World-My World
Is a better place

The dreams
The work
The care
The love

Things that are needed
The necessary things
To make My World-The World
She freely gives

Together
Our minds play
Our minds consider
Our minds ponder and dance

When this happens
When we truly share
I wonder about the ways
The World changes Her World

Copyright ©2007 Bob Bevard

Little Easy

I wander through New Orleans
A City I have known
A place I have played
A place I have loved

The City takes me by the hand
She leads me through
The Quarter, The Marina
And more, much more

I taste the delectable
I sip the nectar
I listen to the music
I see the beauteous artwork

I view what is left
And what is not
I wonder, wonder Why?
Why bother, why try?

The City isn't there anymore
But it is...
I will keep coming back
To have the City take me by the hand

To wander through New Orleans
To play
To love
To watch and to see

How they bother
How they try
To make the Place That Care Forgot
Live, Play, Love, Sing, and Dance

As I wander through New Orleans
I understand-Care Remembers
I know-if I can wander through
New Orleans is!

BB 9-05-2007
Copyright ©2007 Bob Bevard

Forever Friend

I hear her voice,
I know she is hard at work.
She hears my voice,
I feel her smile.

That special smile,
Which began oh-so-long ago,
And oh-so-far away,
Yet still, in an instant, it is mine.

I listen to her words,
My mind dances with her thoughts,
She knows...
I begin to understand

That special smile
Her heart,
Her warmth,
Her spirit,

My joy
Forever....


Bob Bevard
8-29-2007 2:34 a.m.

Copyright ©2007 Bob Bevard

Awakening

AWAKENING

The velvet blackness

Flecked with gold

Slowly, oh so slowly

Turns velvety purple

And into deep, deep red

Her rich blood courses hotly

The sun begins to rise

The day emerges

And the love,the passion,the joy,

Envelop her as she slowly awakens,

Knowing that she is safe and at peace,

Yet still a thousand dances and a million adventures to come

An uncountable number of firsts yet to be shared

As his heart touches her mind, her heart, her spirit...

Copyright ©2007 Bob Bevard