BLISSFUL SERENITY ...

I have no place to be
I have no where to go
Contented in stillness
Satisfied with quiet
Listening to my heart
Thinking about life
Fascinated by a thought
Smiling at a memory
Puzzled by words
Perplexed at simplicity
Subdued by love
Cherishing life
Whispered prayers
Grateful for beauty
Knowing and believing
Touching and feeling
Seeing and knowing
Simple pleasures
Blissful serenity ....

Patsy  McNutt Morgan
05/29/13

LOST IN HOPE....

LOST IN HOPE... I face the western horizon, wondrously gazing, hypnotically spell bound at the last orange hues of last light .. As the sun seems to grasp and grab onto last of the day.. It slowly submerges deeply into the abyss, yet holding tight.. It seems to want to linger as it sprays bursting brilliance.. Maintaining its glowing embers from it's sunset fiery blaze.. It at times gives opulent shades of sensual colors, so breathtaking, it does not wish to fade.. Those last streams of glorious light, bringing the days end , it's stories , it's radiance, it's sadness.. We gaze at the remains of yet another days end.. Praying that tomorrow will bring a new day of gladness .. Those who's souls are ignited and stirred by this sight.. The lovers, the poets and dreamers.. Know there will always be a tomorrow morning light.. Lost in the hope of a new dawn brightly streaming .. For some a hope of a better life without pain,turmoil or shame.. Lost in the hope that at the end of the day there is a promise.. A promise for a bright future with lasting happiness to proclaim .. Patsy McNutt Morgan 05/28/13

MY LEGACY OF LOVE ....

I have no riches, no gold,
no mansions on a hilltop,
 I've written my soul,
There was no way I could stop ..

 My words I pour out from
 these thoughts deep inside me..
 My thoughts are my gifts,
 to cherish, to keep ..

 Remembering how I rocked
 and cuddled you to sleep..
 In that big rocking chair
 in my bedroom I still keep..

 Through hard times and bad
 we went through so much...
 We squabbled and fought
 like a family out of touch..

 But in the end through all
 those turmoils and strife..
 We knew in reality it was
 what we called Life..

So read my dear children,
read my words I have written ..
They are my Legacy of Love,
these words I've submitted...

I know you may cry
as you read on this page..
I am no marvel,
no beauty,
nor am I a sage..

I'm just your Mother,
my Love is immense..
It is hard to describe,
not in dollar or cents..

No house is too big,
not the land that it's on..
Can begin or compare
to this mothers Love song..

You were the beginning,
the end of my life as I knew ..
My riches, my treasures,
my loves, as you grew..

So don't be sad when
I'm gone, my children,
dear ones..
I'll be right there beside
you, as you read
ALL my poems ..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
  ( originally written on 04/11
    Rewritten on 05/28/13)

DREAMING

DREAMING...

Betwixt and between 

the dawn of day..

Are dreams that carry 

the dreamer away  ..

Dreams unchain a 

callused Heart,

To restore each 

chamber burdened parts.... 

Dreams to escape 

the past to present,

the wrongs that hold 

her in constant bondage..

To spread  her 

weakened broken wings,

She dreams of  the ill 

begotten carnage ..

Dreams with 

colored clouded hews..

To brightly 

covered fluorescent too!!

Dreams uncluttered 

her knowledge of mistakes..

To view more clearly 

their shadowy  remake....

Dreams  are seen 

with truth so bold..

Unrelenting, masterfully, 

her stories are  told..

Evening shades draw

 nigh to darkness..

To dream in detail 

in  utter starkness ..

Relive the past 

with such clarity and vision...

The tales unraveled, 

unlocked from

their secret prison..

Such perfection with 

ease she views each dream..

Uncanny perception, 

They are illogically  pristine..

So dream on you dreamers

 with perfection and light..

Escape where no one 

 can be on this 

Moonlit  night..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan

04/13/13

HEAR MY PRAYERS, OH LORD..

HEAR MY PRAYER, OH LORD...

My heart is heavy

  my eyes fill with tears..

Desperate, anguished

  my prayers lessen my fears..

You are my shelter,

 my  refuse from torment ..

My salvation , my strength 

  right now, this moment..

Others across this land,

   are faced with sadness..

Facing devastation, loss,

  far away from gladness.

The dark cloud lifts,

  the search begins..

Their task is daunting,

  their task is grim..

Yet with the break 

  of yet another day..

Brings hope to hundreds,

 as rescuers search for

survivors today..

God, hear our prayers

  for those who suffer...

Those who lost their loved ones,

  hold them close forever..

Thank you again for the

   Angels among us..

They  are your hands, your

  heart, your incomparable conscious ..

Without them our world

 will never see the light..

Darkness would reign 

  with  bitterness and strife..

Patsy McNutt Morgan 

05/21/13

( Dedicated to those

who are are hurting in 

Moore, OK)

Ps. 46: 1 God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. 2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, 3 though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. "Selah"

THE SLUGGER INSIDE HER...

THE SLUGGER INSIDE HER...

She was a slugger then,

 way back in the day ....

It was baseball that

she loved to play..

She pitched, she caught,

 she could throw the ball..

Her favorite  though, 

Was to play short stop...

When it was time  for her to bat..

The coach would motion for

the players to move back..

She hit that ball like 

nobodies business..

She hit the ball all
the way to Christmas...

Her batting average 

was always good..

Her coach was pleased,

he knew she could..

She loved to play on

those summers eves..

She kicked the dirt

and rolled up her sleeves..

 She loved to play..

This baseball was fun..

She could play all day

in the summer sun..

She's older now with 

aches and pains..

But the young girl inside,
 believes she still can ..

Run and jump and catch

those flies..

Just give her that bat..

 and  let her try..

The young girl inside wants

to give it a GO...

But the older broad says,

Are you crazy?

N O !!!!

Patsy McNutt Morgan

05/18/13

WANDERLUST...

WANDERLUST..

Wanderlust.. my heart is yearning..

Take me where my heart desires, 

its

searching..

Take  me to where I see the mountains.. 

Deep forest green, it's natural bursting fountains..

Take me to where I can be swept into the ocean..

Taken by its untamed pounding surf in motion..

Take me to the painted desert ..

Untouched by  human fetter..

Take me to the night to gaze upon the stars..

Twinkling brilliance, bright ,

So  I  can view them so near,  yet far..

Let me go to gaze upon Gods creation..

Where no man travels , no roads created...

Take me to where I hunger and thirst..

To satisfy this wanderlust.. 

Wont you come with me to search?..

The desire to be where I must go to see..

Gods creation ,His  wondrous majesty..

To look upon His work to know His satisfaction..

 In the beginning when with His Word,

 He created this masterful earthly creation..

Take me to the everywhere to look upon expansive views..

To drink in the beauty of The Masters work ..

As I sit  in His designated  front row pew..

Genesis 1 : 1-26

Patsy McNutt Morgan

05/18/13

THE CURTAIN...

THE CURTAIN

Forgiven and sinless, pure as snow..

Christ  paid the price for humanity, you know..

His stripes, the nails, the crown of thrones..

He took  our sins,  humanity  reborn...

My  sins are washed away , I'm clean..

He took them away, no more to be seen..

God  tore the curtain, the vail between..

No longer separated from God, you see..

"IT IS FINISHED" he cried , his spirit left..

God turned his back, Christ passed the test..

In that instant the ground it shook...

He broke the chains,  our sins He took..

No longer are we separated from our Heavenly Father..  

Christ gave his life, that's all that matters..

We now can stand before the throne of grace..

Repented, forgiven, no longer disgraced..

 He will return  through celestial clouds..

The Trumpets of God , they'll  be so  loud..

If you have not fallen to your knees and prayed..

To ask forgiveness for  sins, please ask today..

God's  only Son , He  paid the price..

He made the ultimate sacrifice..

MATTHEW 27 : 50-52

…50Jesus, when he had cried again with a loud voice, yielded up the ghost. 51And, behold, the veil of the temple was rent in two from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks rent; 52And the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints which slept arose…

Patsy McNutt Morgan

05/17/13

TO MY DAUGHTERS ON MOTHERS DAY...

To Natalie , Shannon and And Kendra .. "HAPPY MOTHERS DAY" ..

 To my precious daughters, three of my best friends in the world..
 Since you were my little girls, my life's been a whirl!

 You brought sunshine, beauty , laughter and tears..
  I would not change a thing.. You all are so dear..

 All of you have tested troubled waters..
 All have risen from the ashes without blame,
 No more to to falter...

 All have children now of your own..
 Such honor, love and goodness,
 the three of you have shown...

 You are wonderful Mothers, Wife's and Daughters..
 Your  mother could not  be prouder..

 My world is complete and so much brighter..
 My burdens are gone and the load is lighter...

 So enjoy this Mother's day, my precious ones ..
 Sit back, relax and have some fun..

 You  three deserve this special day..
 You are all wonderful Mothers,
  So be blessed, reflect , and enjoy today!! 

I LOVE YOU NATALIE, SHANNON AND KENDRA,
 Mom


Patsy McNutt Morgan

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUBREE GRACE !!!

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AUBREE GRACE

by Patsy McNutt Morgan on Wed May 11, 2011 8:34 pm

Aubree Grace

She laughs and she coos she brightens my day..
She sings in the car
With songs that do
play..
With radio blasting one song after another..
Mom taught her this .. Can you believe it ? "OH BROTHER" !!
Sing on my dear child .. Please
Never cease..
For God hears it too
And grins and is pleased..
Dear Aubree .. Oh Aubree
For this is her name.,
She sings with her Mommy
Who will complain ?
Not Gramma or Grampa
That is for sure..
The Love for this child will
forever endure..

I Love You Aubree !!
BORN 05-12-10
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUBREE GRACE..
IT HAS BEEN A YEAR SINCE WE FIRST SAW YOUR
SWEET FACE..

YOU ARE ALREADY WALKING, TALKING AND GETTING
IN TROUBLE..
YOUR SWEET CHATTER, YOUR GIGGLE OF GLEE..
YOUR CHEEKS SO SUPPLE..

YOU HAVE STOLEN OUR HEARTS WITH YOUR INNOCENT
SMILE..
GRAMMA AND GRAMPA HAVE SOME PRESENTS.. YOU BE
RIGHT IN STYLE..

CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU, TO HOLD YOU AND
SQUEEZE YOU..
SO SEE YOU TOMORROW, LITTLE ANGEL
GRAMMA LOVES YOU SO !!

WRITTEN BY AUBREE GRACE'S GRAMMA
PATSY MCNUTT MORGAN

DEAR MOM...

DEAR MOM,
 I looked at your picture again today..
It sits on my nightstand close where I lay.
.
 Kindness radites through your eyes so blue..
They twinkle with kindness and love, as they always do..

 Gazing upon your face I see the years you've endured ..
Hardships, difficulties, consequent relentless pain to be sure..

 I see the strong, silent, courageous person that I so proudly called Mom..
The picture reflects the woman I still wish I could become..

 A vibrant, kind, industrious, wonderful woman is the mother I remember..
 Always had a ready sweet smile to all she'd meet, everyone adored her ...

 In my eyes Mom, even though I never said it often, or at least I want to believe ..
 I so very much admired you for teaching me" it is better to give than receive"..

 Thank you for telling me one day as I cried.. " this too shall pass"..
When life became difficult and I thought it would always last ..

 Even though you may not have said the words to teach the hard lessons..
You were steadfast and true on your journey, they were your best ones...

You taught me to look past color of skin and cultures far different than ours..
You said "they were like us inside, just like admiring different kinds of flowers".. 

Years have passed since you've been gone and I no longer see you here..
I miss you more than ever, I know where you are, I have no remorse or fear..

 Today, tomorrow and on this Mothers Day that is soon to come..
I want to send this message by an Angel and she will tell you who it's from..

 Again I say.."I LOVE AND MISS YOU NOW MORE THAN EVER"...
Can't wait to see you again Mom, to rejoice with Jesus for eternity FOREVER!!

 Patsy McNutt Morgan 05/07/13

I GIVE UP !!!

I GIVE UP !!! Stamping her foot as she grits her teeth with rage..
Shouting to the top of her voice, as if letting herself out of a cage..

 " I GIVE UP".. Lifting her fists to the sky..
Her tears are bitter, angry So hurt inside,
 she doesn't want to cry...

 She had reached out in love to only be rejected, ignored ..
 She thought she was tough.. She felt so forlorn ..

 We are all just human seeking acceptance..
 In this otherwise harsh world of rejection ..

 She had reached out to some one she holds dear..
A person she had no Reason to fear..

 There was no reaching back from this one she respects ..
No, instead she was ignored, a true Slap in the face, rejected...

 She was reminded as she called out in prayer..
 " Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"..( Luke 6:31)
 She realized she had done what Christ had declared!!

 No longer angry, she praised the Lord in silence ..
 He gently spoke to her spirit until she became still,
 Her spirit fell quiet ...
 Let us never forget to act, to give in the spirit of love.. Never expecting anything in return.
 Only His acceptance from above ...

Patsy McNutt Morgan
 05/03/13

WHEN THE DAY BECOMES NIGHT...

WHEN THE DAY BECOMES NIGHT ...

 When day becomes night, when the moon becomes bright..
Nocturnal creatures emerge, can be seen in plain sight ..

 In the still of the darkness is heard a howl in the dark..
Sending small woodland creatures scurrying under foliage and bark..

 The full moon basks in the big starry sky..
Floating carefree and still for each passerby...

 For the lover and dreamers the night brings a purpose..
 To fulfill their desires for their innermost seductress ..

 Yes,the night it brings love, the night it brings danger..
Yes, night brings intrigue, For the night fears no stranger...

. Patsy McNutt Morgan 05/03/13