A Good Cause

A roomful of people,
All there for a good cause.
Tickets sold for a fundraising supper;
Proceeds to neuter homeless dogs and cats.
Singer-song writer crooning in a corner;
Cheery groups talking animatedly at tables.
Fraternity boys serve drinks and food;
Your choice tonight, meat or vegetarian.
Are we being smug and self-serving,
By just donating money,
Signing up for a raffle,
Thinking the problem’s solved?


Chuck Connors, February 23, 2010

Terrifying

Record snowfall, second of the season;
Winter world, everything white.
Lines of vehicles stalled in the drifts;
Others like me slip-sliding along.
Terrifying long, long minutes;
Unsure if I will make home safe and sound.
Staring at the blowing snow;
Thinking of your warm embrace;
Your tender lips, your sweet, sweet taste.
When I am next to you—the terror leaves me;
Enfolded by your loving embrace.


Chuck Connors, January 31, 2010

Heart's Desire

You are my heart’s desire,
through you I gain my strength.
Your caring and compassion,
help me to live fully each day.

When I see your face,
hold you in my arms,
whisper in your ear,
life becomes a wonderful song.

The sun seems so much brighter;
the flowers all ablaze;
the scent of you when we embrace
overpowers all my cares.

You are my heart’s desire,
the one I searched for so very long.
With God’s help we will be together,
as long as He Wills it to be.


Chuck Connors, January 21, 2010

Wonderful Dream

Sitting in another business meeting,
Daydreaming about things I want to do with you.
Last night I couldn’t kiss you enough,
Cross-eyed crazy in your embrace.
What would it be like to be with you,
From here on out to the end of time?
To wake each morning—look into your eyes,
Taste your lips and inhale your musk.
I’ve waited so long for my dream girl,
Are you the one He sent to me?
A kindred soul on the journey of life;
You’re a wonderful dream I haven’t earned.
Millions of people constantly searching;
Only a few joyfully finding each other at last.



Chuck Connors, January 17, 2010

In the Fields

In the fields lives my loneliness,
Out in the fields in the middle of nowhere.
Totally naked I hide in the grass,
Shivering in the emotional cold.
Staring out to where the people are,
Not interested in what they say or do.
Since you’re gone I’m filled with loneliness,
Not caring whether I live or die.


Chuck Connors, January 19, 2010