Lillian Heigle Ridlen 

LaPlace, LA, USA

 
 
 

Lillian was born in New Orleans, Louisiana in 1946. She is a Poet, Lyricist and Author of two books. Her poems appear in a number of various anthologies, including The National Library of Poetry's "Best Poems of 1998." She is the owner of Rosary & Jewelry Crafts by Lillian. She loves creating unique and original designs. She sees poetry as a picture painted on an open page; painted with thought, feeling, imagination, memory, emotion and insight. Lillian strives to make her poems understandable to all who may read them. Letters welcome! Write Lillian in care of the The International Poetry Hall of Fame, 1 Poetry Plaza, Owings Mills, MD 21117.

 

When Evening Falls

Late evening falls, I hear the sound
Of church chimes belting out lovely peaceful tunes
As the garden flowers open and sigh in relief
Gone the sweltering heat of noon

A robin lands upon the evergreens
Chirping sweet song to its mate it seems
As evening shadows fall upon the land
Waiting for appearance of the moon

Soon stars will fill the sky, signaling end of day 
Big and little dipper span the milky way
Young loves stroll the sidewalk, hand and hand
Whispering sweet secrets while they can

Time temporarily suspended, as children gather to their homes
While kitchen scents pour forth in tempting flavor of feast to come
Their paces quicken to a run as mother calls 
She hears the cheerful laughter, as they enter through the hall

Suddenly the bustling rush of movement comes to quiet repose
While later water gushes from garden hose
As trees and flowers drink to fill their thirst
Yet tomorrow upon the lands, new blooms of every color burst

Till Peace Shall Reign Supreme

May we, all live
To see a time
When hands across
The waters meet

With outstretched arms
And smiling eyes
Where countries gather
There to meet

A time when hearts 
Shall open wide
To give our world
The gift of peace

Seeing other points of view 
To share, hopes and dreams
With weapons down and put away
'Til peace, shall reign supreme

My Gift To You

I can't change the world, by the waving of my arm
No I can't make the mountains touch the sky
But I can make the world a better place to live
By loving that bit of innocence in you

Somehow when we're together, it just comes shining through
Just don't seem to matter where you've been
I can't make the rivers, flow into the sea
No I can't make the days go rushing by

But I can make the world a better place to live
By loving that bit of innocence in you
Somehow when we're together, it just comes shining through
Doesn't seem to matter where you've been

All poems Copyright © 1997 Lillian Heigle Ridlen. All rights reserved.