The Candle

Candle
By Janeal Mulaney


In the dark

You cannot see

Put flame to me

And let me breathe



It’s been too long

For you to have no sight

Alone and afraid no light shines bright

With my thin flame I will make you see



Your life is empty and just a shell

Within your heart no love will dwell

You pain is over and your tears are dry

Do not let him kill what is the best inside



In the dark you cannot see

Put flame to me and let me breathe

For in your heart love should dwell

Forget the fear and who caused it dear



Alone and afraid is no way to be

When you true love is waiting for thee

With my flame I’ll help you see

With an open heart love will set you free

Without You

The night is long without you

The day is an endless mass of tears

I can’t believe you are no more

Or I have to live the rest of my life alone



People say I’ll find someone new

Time will heal all the pain I’m going thorough

How I wish I could believe what they say

Maybe I would if I could get over you someday



To me right now I can’t see the end

Of this horrible hurt that tears at my heart

Of a loved one gone to quickly in life

How can I go on when my heart is now only part?

Don't I know you

As I looked in the mirror one morning I saw this woman staring back me


She reminded me of someone, someone I should know, but something was off

There were wrinkles where none use to be, the light in her eyes wasn’t as bright

Still there was something so familiar about the woman who use to be a girl

Now I'm reminded of my own parents, with bits and pieces of me left over

Don’t I know you? The girl you use to be, sometimes wild, and sometimes free

With a sparkle in your eyes of the laughter, and high of all life had to promise

A smile that use to out shine the sun, in wrinkle free skin as smooth as a baby’s bottom

I remember you, before marriage, and motherhood tamed your wild spirit

I remember you, the woman you became, now not so wild and free, but in it's place is majority

Don’t I know you? Some dreams have come true, while others have gone flat as a tire

But through all those years and the wrinkles that have set in, I still see the girl I use to be

In the wonderful woman who has had her ups and downs, there is still the girl who laughs and is wild

With a spirit that soars through the night wishing upon a star to be free

Yes I know you, the girl I use to be, as well as the wonderful woman I have become

I know me

Silhouettes Images of You

Silhouettes Images of You

By Janeal Mulaney

You came into my life when I was feeling lost,

You opened up my mind and heart telling me there’s more.



When I would talk, you would listen,

When I would smile, you would laugh.

When I would cry, you would hold me tight,

When I would doubt, you would tell me more.



Now there is a silhouette, a face I have yet to see.

An image in my mind of a special person, I have yet to meet.



You talk about the wind, clouds, and even rain,

You talk of stars falling in my eyes, and make a poem from my name.

You tell me how I’m to be treated, as you heal each and every scar,

My silhouette shines down on you, as my soul soars above the sky.



The image of your silhouette haunts me through my nightly dreams,

Are you a gentleman or a wild wolfish beast?

Or could you really be something in between?



I know it does not matter for the silhouette I want to meet

Be you part wolf, the other part my gentleman.

For in my dreams your silhouette surrounds me like a cloak.



Separating us from others who may never understand.

How I could care about a silhouette image of my wild wolfish gentleman.ã

Stranger in my Life

Stranger in my Life


Not too long ago I meet you, you said all the right things
You whispered and spoke of a love so wonderful
I fell into your arms ready for you to sweep me away
For months you cherished and loved me like I had never been before

I thought our love was special I thought our love was true
The tender way you touched me, the sweet cards you sent
Told me of a love that was written within the stars
As I fell more and more each day, you made dreams come true
You gazed into my big blue eyes and told your sweet lies

For you know I was head over heals in love with you
I gave of myself more and more with every breath I took
Until you had everything you wanted
I had put all my faith in you only to realize that you deserved none
I put all my trust in you only to find you were never thrust worthy
I believed in you only to realize you wanted to use my love to your own means
One be one the promises you made you broke in everyway possible

Never once did I understand what you had truly done
Until that faithful day you left me for another who will now be used
I hear you each night in my dreams telling her the same lies you once told me
I feel for her for someday soon she will be where I once was

I cannot warn her for you have spread so many lies she would not want to believe
That you are the enemy to one and all women who have a tender heart
And want to believe that there is goodness within each person
Now I know that although you may still have some good buried deep within

You are too twisted to ever try to reach the wonderful love God placed within
By Janeal Mulaney

The Empty Christmas Stocking

The Empty Christmas Stocking
By Janeal Mulaney
I’ve noticed every Christmas, presents get more expensive
Everyone wants more and more.
Are we forgetting what Christmas is all about?
On the twenty-fifth day of December, we celebrate our Savior birth,
Jesus Christ was born.
Do we remember that it’s His birthday we celebrate?
Do we put a gift for Him beneath our Christmas tree?
Do we hang a stocking for Him for the entire world to see?
You might wonder what we’d give him even if we did.
Well, here are a few ideas to fill His stocking with.
There kindness toward each other, and the rest of our fellowman.
Peace on earth, and joy throughout our land.
We could also reach for understanding and forgiveness,
For the people we feel have done us wrong.
Compassion and caring we should give throughout each year.
Is his stocking getting full, or do we still have room for a whole lot more.
We could put in gentleness and tenderness, for they should go hand in hand.
Let’s not forget the love he gives us each and everyday
I still feel LOVE is the most important gift of all.
So, hang the empty stockings on the mantelpiece.
But don’t forget the most important one.
The empty stocking you hang for Jesus Christ.
Don’t forget all the items that make our Christmas bright.
Our Love for the Heavenly Father and our fellow man
For each time we show our love for another.
We show our love also for our savior
Let’s add all the other feelings that God gives each of us everyday,
Not just once a year.

Snake River

The River
By Janeal Mulaney

The river flows through its turns
as the under water current churns
the water laps upon the shore
as it leaves little treasures galore
Sea shells, starfish, and things children save
all treasures are left by an evening tide or a wave.

Snake River was painted in July of 2005. It sales for $130.00
without frame and $165.oo with frame. It calm intwined river the painting flows toward the room giving it a calming effect. I would also like to introduce one of my poems with this painting. Some of my poems and paintings are already published into a Book called Bliss and you can find it at http://www.lulu.com/content/388941
If you have any questions about this painting or the book, please email Janeal Mulaney at spunkylilangel29@gmail.com
For the rest of this poem or other writings contact Janeal Mulaney. Thank you for visiting my blog. Janeal