Fri, 01 May 2026 10:07:04 -0700WeeblyTue, 21 Feb 2017 05:47:15 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/in-your-eyesIn your eyes
I see sunshine.
Energy, warmth and infinity
all combine
In your eyes.

Sometimes, in your eyes
I see your past.
Running away for miles and miles
Only to come home at last.

Sometimes, in your eyes
I see the pain.
Forging a relationship with that someone
Asking yourself what you have to gain.

But get up!

’Cause in your eyes
I see your strength, I see your might.
Cutting through darkness and fright.
In your eyes,
I see the light.

In your eyes
I see fire.
I see change.
I see desire.

In your eyes
I see peace.
Calm as the ocean
Fresh as the breeze.

​So, just let me stare my dear
’Cause time just flies
I see love
I see life
In your eyes.]]>Mon, 13 Jun 2016 04:22:58 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/orlando​Orlando, oh Orlando,
my heart goes to you today.
No one has the right to take a single life
Who gave you the right to take fifty away?

You stole their love from us
You took life from fifty of us
You stole joy they brought to others.
How do we fill the void in lives
Of never returning husbands and wives
Of lost smiles of fathers and mothers.

You brought tragedy
Where there was no gravity
Where they sang, they danced and flew free.
You went where happiness showered them
You went to a place that empowered them
And, shot in the wild to cut their life tree.

Hate is in abundance today
Showing its greed every nook and every way
Oh, how badly humankind has gone astray.
Never has there been more fear
Never has it been more clear
That love, my dear, is the only way.

Orlando, oh, Orlando
my heart goes to you today.]]>Sun, 24 Apr 2016 17:24:43 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/because-i-have-nothingThe smile on your face
the calmness of your heart
the warmth of your embrace
is like sunshine on the morning grass.

I wonder if I should wait it out
or, tell it to you all out.
For my feelings, heart, my life
it's all at stake.
But perhaps if I just told you
it'd lessen my heart ache?

Because I have nothing
you can have so much more than me.
You can have the mountains of the riches
the rain of the Amazon
the camels by the Nile
just by your smile.

Because I have nothing
but hope.
​
The hope to grow old
the hope to be bold
the hope to stay
whether it's happiness or dismay.
The hope to kneel
the hope to feel
the hope of happiness
Come whatever that may.
​
The hope to respect
the hope of having no regret
the hope to live with you,
and, with you, to die.
The hope that like cotton threads, we weave
the hope to love deeply and believe.
The hope to hold your hand,
to run away with you and fly.

Because I have nothing.
I have no pots of gold
no treasures to which I have the key.
But, I'd tell you our love story
If you'd just sit down and listen to me.

Because I have nothing.
In this cold stormy weather,
my lips may be chapped, my hands may be cold.
But just let me hold you, my dear
'Cause I have soul of the bold and only warmth in my hold.

I think of you when I am awake.
think of you when I am asleep.
Next time you walk the hilly slopes of San Francisco
Just remember, there's a boy walking around
wearing his heart on his sleeve.

In the drought of my life
I don’t know what to seek or where to hide.
All I want to do is
become one with you and never divide.

And, until then,
I am waiting.
Waiting for you to grant my wish
waiting for you to come to the other side.
And, until then,
I am waiting like a beach,
with my arms wide open,
waiting for your ocean’s tide.
]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 17:14:50 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/when-i-look-at-youYour eyes are gorgeous
Like all of world’s pristine oceans
combined together to form two diamonds
and those two, staring right back at me.

I think of the fire in your heart
The ocean in your eyes
I think of how time flies
When I look at you.

I think of you crossing the Nile
I think of running mile upon mile,
To see your gorgeous smile
When I look at you.

I think of your strong willed mom
I think of your time traveling alone
I think of your ever moving home
When I look at you.

I think of your long, curly hair
I think of how to love and be fair
You shake my earth, water, and air
When I look at you.

I think of new, I think of old
I think of warmth, I think of cold
I think of strong, I think of bold
When I look you.

I think of calm and despair
I think of life as a pair
I think about how much I care
When I look at you.

I think of short, I think of tall.
I think of summer, I think of fall
I think of giving you my all
When I look at you.

I think of watching your hair fall
I think of your love for nature,
And, you sitting in it nice and tall
When I look at you.

I know, I stare.
When I look at you.

And, I smile
I smile to be so lucky
to have known you.

I smile for you, I smile for me.
I smile for whatever it’s going to be.

I smile for love, I smile for fear
I smile for what’s mine right now, right here.

I smile for what I lost, I smile for what I found
I smile because what goes around in life, comes back around.

I smile my laugh,
I smile my tears,
I smile my heart,
I smile away all my fears.

Because people like you are far and few.
I live, I die
When I look at you.]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 17:09:51 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/february-28th-20162I was going to write to you,
But I did not.
Hoping you would write to me,
But some other work got you caught.

I played the game,
Hoping you’d play with me.
But also complained,
Oh, what this world has come to be.

I played the game.

I played the game,
Day in, day out.
To sooth my own ego,
Once again, beyond doubt.

I played the game.
To hide my own fault
To show off my riches
When all my home has 
is a bare roof, some bread and a pinch of salt.

I played the game.
But, now I know better.

I know to believe,
To trust in you,
to trust in me.
Trust that it’s going to be good
whatever it will be.

But, now I know better.
I know now, that there will be none.
There’s no room for any.
Because the world with you is rare,
Smiling sunshine every day,
bringing light to many.

But, now there will be none.
It serves nobody.
Instead of dirtying the lake of love,
time has come to make it less muddy.

​But, now there will be none.
‘Coz doubt deserves no space in this world of peace,
This world of fun.
‘Coz loving you was never easy,
It was just meant to be done.]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 17:08:43 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/february-28th-20161Simple people, simple life
So much that’s needed
So much past strife.

Smile on faces,
Lotus field mazes
As long as one gazes
It’s full of love and life.

Bless the country’s souls
Who have gone through a lot
So, so many fold.

​With smile on my face
Hanging out in a lotus field maze
As far as I gaze
I have found love,
I have found life.
]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 17:06:39 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/momSacrifice, love and
All of life’s good.
Bringing home food,
water and wood.

Heralding light with the wood of hope
And the oil of dreams
Basing the foundation of my life house
On her strong belief beams.

Starved so I could eat,
Stayed awake so I could sleep,
Played with me so I didn’t weep,
She is the priciest possession I keep.

Life’s too fast and time passes on
Little do we realize why we are where and where we belong.

Spent life searching for angels
And, now that I’ve come home.
Haven’t seen an angel,
but I sure have seen mom.]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 17:03:36 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/lifeBreathe gratefully
Remember fondly
Laugh heartily
Feed soulfully
Spend wisely
Think clearly
Live simply

​Love deeply
Hold on tightly
Let go easily]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 17:02:16 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/giftI’ve known you with so many faces
I meet you every where I go
I’m standing at the traffic circle, waiting for a cue,
You’ve got a welcoming sense of warmth in you.

Pristine, pure, loving and calm
You seem to have lived through a storm
Connected both inside and out
Making the world a better place, no doubt.

Your hugs are puddles of joy
Make me feel like a teenage boy
Hair flowing like an ocean’s tide
You show up in my life again, only to go back and hide.

But, for humans, complication
is our cup of tea
I went looking for answers for us
Came back with more questions for me.

I am poor, I am thirsty
Searching for the water of love
Quenching it for short moments
Looking for the rain from above.

​There’s the desire for freedom on one side
The other’s got love and thirst
I don’t know what I want
I ask only for the gift of freedom
Tied, with love, in a wrap of trust.
]]>Sun, 28 Feb 2016 16:59:15 GMThttp://mark.thegrovers.ca/poems/youThose pretty blue eyes of yours,
Tear me straight through.
That lovely black dress of yours,
hits me more than a barrel aged brew.

The tan on your body, the smile on your face,
You are a needle in this world full of hay.
Surely, during summers at the farmer’s market,
You were absorbing beauty with every single ray.

Some say, life is all but a pilgrimage,
To catch a glimpse of the divine few.
I say, who needs the seven wonders,
When one’s got someone like you.

I don’t know why in this battle of life,
We get caught up in win and defeat.
Don’t know why we love and hate,
And, why we separate and meet.

​Don’t know what He was thinking,
When He made you from far above.
Because we are all pilgrims of you
​Praying every day for peace, charity and love.]]>