Twyla Lake

Lancaster, California

Twyla comes from a long line of ministers, teachers and poets. She is all three and a musician as well. She has played drums, piano and organ. She still plays the organ and composes songs. At 17, she graduated with honors and a teachers certificate. She has been writing poetry since she was quite young, as had her father, and a great aunt who published in 1860. Some of Twyla's poems have been published in the Nebraska Omaha Daily News, and a community cookbook and by the National Library of Poetry. She is spending her life sharing metaphysical truths freely with others.

A Bit of Philosophy

What's the use crying and sighing?
It won't drive away the gloom.
Rather turn to something better --
Sing a song or write a letter.
Then for blues, there won't be room.

One of the common faults of people
Is to feel they've been abused,
Hadn't we better look to our brother
Whom by life, may too be bruised?

We all have our little troubles;
Few think life is but a jest.
But if we keep sunshine on the surface.
Don't you think we've passed the test?

A while ago the tears were starting,
Thus the peacock of my clouds,
In writing others,
For my troubles, it forms a shroud.

Poem2 Title

Love, Light and Laughter
That's what the World is after,
That's what it takes to put Sadness on the run!

Love, Light and Laughter
They will come after
We've pushed away the clouds and cry, "Here comes the sun!"

Black Man, Red Man, Whites and Yellows
We're some of all of these fellows.

Times at war, but I have a hunch
We've got to Love the Whole Great Bunch!

Cause it's through,
Love, Light and Laughter
That we'll really be the Master
of this ole world and we can say, "We won!"

There's Winter in My Heart Tonight

Verse

She can smell the lilacs
As she sits down to write.
He's gone away to fight.
She's writing him a letter
She wants it light and gay
But as she writes she falters,
For this is what she has to say:

Chorus

There's winter in my heart
For we are far apart.
You're across the great big sea from me.
You're fighting for a land
Courageous in it's stand
For life, love and liberty.
I know that we will win someway
So I'll be brave each day.
I'm all right, but
There's winter in my heart tonight.

 

All poems Copyright © 1997 Twyla Lake. All rights reserved.