Tony Haynes

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“Holy Water On My Forehead”

P lace holy water on my forehead
R ight where my 3rd eye used to be
A nd this way I can recognize
Y ou in
E ach word I once
R efused to see

I can spot you in
N octurnal skies

A nd at morning in my journal
…When ways that are eternal rise

T hen I can
H old your image in
A pilgrimage when leaflets fall
I can read you clearly in writing on the wall

T hen hear you near me
E nthusiastic that “I got it”
M y life touched by you
P roves a higher course is plotted
L et me tread where lowly barters with an
E nergy that slowly starts my starter…

…So my inner me is led
To walk a path across all borders
So that what may then be said
Is that I brought new world order
With one drop of holy water on my forehead

“The Hurt & Pain”

Hurt, love hurts and it hurts
Until you’re numb
Rebuke then comes in spurts
That hurt can’t overcome

& Pain penetrates with a

Poignant prick that pops
A heart in such a way
It breaks and
Nearly stops

“Your Courage Jar”

D ip into your courage jar
A nd rub some all over you
R epeat as needed and
E njoy the extra residue

S ample little tiny bits
C oncocted to your benefit
A nd as you thank your lucky star
R ight then and there just lick the jar
E ncouraged to know when you finish it
D etermination will replenish it

“A Priest And A Rabbi Have Lunch”

A chance encounter…

Prompted a Priest and a
Rabbi to have lunch one day
It was kosher & cordial as they munched away
Exchanging ideas and subjects tossed
Starting with the Inquisition
Then ending with the Holocaust

& The Church’s position regarding lawsuits against Priests

And Israel’s transition in a fragile Middle East

Rabbi and Priest
As you would guess
Both had strong convictions
But agreed it is best
If we as a people…

Have courage to forgive
Addressing
Vulnerability we could
Evolve to live & let live

Lunch brought food for spirit
Under mutual respect
Now when lunch was over – Both men reached for the check
Covered the other’s meal, a tip and then their own
Heading out in one direction…

…To show us what they’d been shown

"I Love A Blank Sheet Of Paper And A Pen"

I love a blank sheet of paper and a pen
You never know what will happen when they meet
They make magic as the pen fills words in on the sheet

The blank blankets my thoughts and point blank
I have a muse to thank
Though my penmanship is like my relationships
Kind of messy at first
I get easier to read by my second verse

Because creative is as creativity does
And being made in the Creator's image
I take my was to is and my is to what has been
I jot it down, erase it and re-write it all again
I love a blank sheet of paper and a pen

“Your Great Escape”

T o escape, one must first
E ndure capture
S uffer for a season
T hen be caught up
I n the rapture
M ay your great escape
O n this planet be adieu
N ot from death or life but from
Y ou in the way of you

“You & What Army”

You & what army, riddle me this
Or belittle the twist if you choose
Useless, nothing can harm me

& baby I can’t lose with the stuff I use

Weapons can swarm me
Haphazardly snipe
As a dastardly type is amused
The snake charmer can’t charm me…

…I can’t be rattled nor saddled with blues

A dissonant sound in my ear won’t alarm me
Renegade thoughts they too fail to hear it
Mobilize
You & your army…

…It’ll take more than that to kill my spirit

From my book "This Has Everything To Do With My Life"

“Joined, United, Stuck Together & Bound”

J oined at the hip
U nited in a Vulcan grip
S tuck together by much more than glue
T ruly this is Me & You

B ound for glory
E xpanding in our category
C omfortable with
A ll or even nothing too
U n-swayed by worst & best
S urely we are blessed
E ach moment to be found…

…Joined, United, Stuck Together & Bound

“Sadness Has Your Name On It”

My sadness has a first name
It is Y-O-U my love
Sadness has a last name
Every letter spells you too my love
Rewritten by guess who my love?
You are my sadness – you lay claim on it
Sadness has your name on it

Contradict this if you can
Oh my love, erase it
My existence was not
Planned to embrace it
And yet the life I’ve adapted to
Named my sadness after you
I would that it be known by any name
Other than yours
Named after metaphors…

…Or a sandless shore conquistadors explored
And as a reward found no shame on it
You are the sadness that pushed me overboard
So what else could I do but write your name on it?