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Details | I do not know? | |

Life and Death Across the Sky

   Life and death across the sky
some must live and some
must die
   Broken wings and slivers
showing
   Shredded hopes the
wind is blowing
   Feathers flying, hear the
call
   Of the Night Hawk
through it all
   Terror blotting out
the stars
   Talons leaving
battle scars
   Life and death across the
sky some will live and some will die.


Details | Free verse | |

Marking Time

daylight hours Ozzie and Ben sitting at the picnic table as sunshine danced on the board chess match underway lasted all day, every day till knights and pawns cast long shadows elders’ eyes straining they would bid farewell violet sunsets escorted them home many stories they shared some repeated, but neither cared one brisk fall morning Ben waited for his friend hours on end until the orb began to sink fading light from the spectral sunset an usher of regret Ben sauntered past Ozzie's home black wreath on the door, a herald of loss Ben cast chess pieces on the street no longer wanted to compete after that day Ben’s zest for life faded away sun made its daily journey across the sky but Ben rarely rose from his bed twilight hours found him there still recounting the past tales he and Ozzie had told in his mind never grew old Ben realized the sun would continue on although he could not do the same memories locked within his heart shadowed recollections of a fallen chess king


Details | Rhyme | |

Standstill

Strangely bent this journey extends
Surreal at times, yet so real at ends
Each end confronts with a hardship of choices
With an abrupt passing, or an eternity of voices...

You and I, once on similar trends
Like brothers, we traversed all evil impends
The wheels then turned, unleashed worst of fears
We parted asunder on an ocean of tears

Through fallen decades, aggrieved heart sustained
I found my calling, forgot I was pained
Just when the going got peaceful and boring
Gales of anguish, and war started pouring

Again, I was forced to extinguish my wills
Left home for those in need of my skills
Forced to welcome the worst of thrills
A reward for one with the highest kills?

As we splattered blood on uncertain causes
Strode down the road of victories and losses
A vessel, merely, I was as I killed
Of sons, of husbands, of fathers, I spilled

In the heat of the battle, as I charged through
When my craving eyes met the eyes of you
That instant, that second, that moment, I knew
Neither decades nor ages could help subdue

My faltering sword could no longer fight
For whom I now behold in my sight
And I question my vow, having vowed despite
Whether or not my cause was right

Yet again, I stand on the recurring hill
In the midst of havoc, at a standstill
A piece of land that I swore to defend
Is it worth the life of a brother, a friend?


Details | Bio | |

I Am Not Afraid

      On the day the Lord calls me home I will not be 
afraid as I know He loves us one and all and to this
earth we are only on loan
      We have spent all our lives here with family and 
friends and so we leave this earth to go home to be 
with our Lord and our family and friends who have
gone home to Heaven before us
       And so our lives go full circle as the Lord sent us 
down from Heaven to accomplish the things He wants 
us to do here on earth and as we complete this we will 
be called back home to heaven to live forevermore
       I am not afraid as I patiently wait for my call to 
enter the Kingdom Of Heaven where I will wait for my 
family and friends to come home and be with our Lord
forevermore.


Poems Of Inspiration (OLD) Contest 
Sponsor: P.D.
7th Place Winner


Details | Free verse | |

Corey Fazel

Koorosh the Great, Friend

All of my heart
One tear
Or one Monsoon
No amount, no grandeur
Can express the sorrow
Oh yes, I am sad, I am saddened
I am in sorrow
I am swimming in the darkness
I am missing something
That can not be said in words

Koorosh the great was a prophecy
For only now have we seen
The truth of greatness
Not by Victory, but by kindness
We are blessed to have seen
How simple life can be
Love your life
Your family
Your friends
Bring everyone laughter
Create, envision and dream
Everyone who knows you feels special
Your father taught you well
Kindness that transcended generations
In the end
A humble man
No god could make him bitter
He was as he always was and more
A kind man

Only when you remove a tree from the garden
Do you realize
The tree was the garden
The flowers bloomed for the tree
The people sought shade and comfort

Quietly, I weep
For him
For his family
For life

If all great leaders followed his path
What a beautiful world we would have
He inspired 
He smiled
Corey, you are missed


Notes: Dedicated to my friend Corey Fazel who just recently passed away before his time. Corey, you will be missed by many many people. It is you with your friendly pertinence that got me to swim, and that alone has changed my life, I will remember the many evenings and dinners we talked about all things under the sun.

MSA is Multiple System Atrophy, a terrible and debilitating disease that attacks the nervous system. It has many of the symptoms of Parkinson, however from onset one has very few years of life left.


Details | Elegy | |

ELEVEN;ELEVEN;ELEVEN

Chill breath of autumn
Sears the poppy scarlet red,
On his memory'd cenotaph.

Tears trickle in the furrowed
Faces of young comrades
.....now long dead


Details | Cowboy | |

Compadre

We’ve shared the trail, kicked up some dust, An’ stood a storm or two. We’ve rode the plains, the wide frontier, The easy trails were few. You’ve listened like some wise old sage To ever thing I’ve said, An’ as a friend, supported me, No matter where it led. I wished I coulda carried you, The times you were in pain; Or rustled up some kinda shed To turn the blowin’ rain. I’ve come up shy with some your needs, You gave me more’n you got, But in your silence, seemed to know, I needed you a lot. Compadre, friend, amigo, pard; I called you all them things, But there’s been times, I swear to God, You musta had some wings, An’ He sent you to care for me Like no one had before. If you’as a man an’ not a horse, I couldn’t a-loved you more. We gave this ranch our sweat an’ blood, It’s yours as much as mine, An’ raised our young’uns through the years, An’ Lord they’re doin’ fine. They’re blazin’ trails an’ raisin’ dust, They’re off an’ runnin’ free. We’ve taught ‘em well an’ made ‘em strong; Compadre, you an’ me. I always knew the day would come When we would fine’ly ride, To join the Maker’s round-up time, Up on the Great Divide. I sorta hoped we’d share the trail But this was not to be, So, you go on, we’ll ride again; Compadre, you an’ me.


Details | Ballad | |

Johnny Had A Girl

Johnny was my best friend through our early teenage years;
Wherever one of us went the other could always be found near;
Until he found a girlfriend who soon supplanted me,
But because he was my best friend, for Johnny I was happy;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl
She rocked his world
Johnny had a girl.

Throughout four years of high school I was always the third wheel;
Going off often by myself, leaving Johnny with his girl;
They learned about biology outside the class room walls;
Johnny always had plans with her every time I would call;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl
Oh, what a thrill
Johnny had a girl.

One week before graduation, coming home from a date,
Johnny never saw the drunk driver until it was too late.
For three months in a coma, I sat by Johnny’s side;
I knew that when he woke up, someone had to tell him she’s not alive;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl.

I took him to the gravesite so he could see it with his own eyes;
We stayed there for hours so Johnny could say his goodbyes.

Johnny got in his car that day and started heading west;
Nobody has seen Johnny since, I wish him the very best.
I’ve taken care of her graveside for thirty years and more;
If Johnny ever comes home again, we’ll be friends just like before;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl.


Details | Rhyme | |

Stormy Heart

Alone in loneliness Amid forever nights And these four walls In faint, whisper soft your name I beg out loud to the nothingness that remains "Please not another nightmare, no more storms" But, answers are merely glimpses of light From lightening... Filtering through the pane Empty sheets... Cast empty shadows on the wall Of places where you used to be Eyes wide open Now asleep, afraid I am to fall Trapped within this never ending dream I cling to all the memories that I have Spinning me closer to where you were, in parallel on the edge The thoughts, like imaginary rubble, comes tumbling passed A fire for you still burning inside Why can’t I let go of the tragedies last And silence your unrescued suicidal screams Or is it only the rain falling faster as it taps harder, and harder upon the glass Or is it of your wandering spirit Mockingly knocking? Haunting with its vindications Of "why’s" I can never seem to grasp All this amidst lost stares into black windows Where gutters overrunning, burdened by the strains And I swear I see your reflection Among the flashes, tracing out illuminations about your face And for the first time You are noticeably absent of all the worldly pains And your lips releasing out a comfort that for so long I've been seeking As I hear the words echo within my stormy heart "That where you are everything is okay"


Details | Rhyme | |

Dying, we awake to eternal life.

His fragile fevered brow is soaked with life’s sweat
Nearing the end, his death has not arrived just yet
Shivering, his body is on fire, he makes a gentle sigh  
His frame broken down by the years now passed by
The end of the final chapter, his book has grown old
Soon in a faith filled church, his past tales will be told
He’s a person, loved, surrounded by his living history
His family hold one another, parts of his closing story 
Go quietly now love, for the time has come to move on
Hush now, your wearied tiredness, is oh so nearly gone
Soon the warmth of living will become so stiff and cold
Leaving this earth’s dusty soil, so as to join an eternal fold
He enters deaths doorway that will close quickly behind
A peace beyond imagination, a kind welcome he will find
Tears flow, fond goodbyes are spoken a kiss of farewell
Do not mourn too long have faith, know he is now well.

Patrick Brennan © 2010


Details | Free verse | |

OPEN DOOR

You left an open door, And a stranger wandered in; She straightened out The cluttered rooms And mended broken things. She wiped away the dust And stains from many tears; She brought flowers, soft music And candles for light. . . . And . . . I closed the door.


Details | Free verse | |

Consume Me

Reveled in ancient times, words escape from the crevices of nature
Through soils that many have tread
The living and the dead
Eat everything and take a great big look
Something is waiting for you—someone is there for you
The history of mankind will not tell you otherwise
The vines of truth and peace surround your being
You are something new and true
And the words are willingly fleeing from my grasp
Life is a spinning top—it spins as long as you keep it going
Manmade trinkets are concepts of lives untold
Objects hold energy that are more powerful than mere words
The feeling behind the whole of it all is all too satisfying
Listen to the breeze
It whispers riddles that lift the spirits of the deep
I can hear it calling
Can you?
Humanity has closed its breadth of hearing
But they can always reopen!
Consume me—let the fires of your passion envelope me
I want to know everything I can before I leave this world behind
I want the living and the dead to be satisfied in luxuries
Luxuries of love, appetite, desire and cool water fire
There is a secret rhythmic chord in every brain
You must accept yourself
You must accept your surroundings
Let them curl all around you—let your heart turn from serpentine to
Clear fluid
Consume the waters
Consume me
Before the worms in the soil soak in what is rightfully yours
The earth will be your companion
Engorge what you may . . . but respect


Details | Sonnet | |

Goodbye Linda Marie

Eloquent, ethereal,
an artist through and through.
Her words alit on gossamer wings
as through our hearts they flew.

Each poem was written from the heart
and soul of our Linda Marie.
A visual portrait painted with words
for us, her audience, to see.

We thank you for your friendship.
You will be missed Sweetheart.
We thank you for the words you left us
before your sad depart.

Your beautiful soul, full of grace,
is in a far, far better place.


27/01/2014


Details | I do not know? | |

Two Little Girls

Three Little Girls:
That's what we were,
Standing outside the school,
You, me, and her.
I remember how it felt 
When you began to cry,
The weighted look of sadness
Reflecting in your eyes.
You missed the place you'd been before,
Where you had built a life,
And here among such harshness,
You had met much strife.

A year later, two little girls we were,
The other off on her own.
We were two in love with the same boy,
And a great friendship had grown.
You'd tease me and we'd laugh,
For hours that seemed like days,
And even though it was you he chose,
Our friendship did not go away.

Two little girls: that's what we were,
Friends until the very end.
As the years passed by,
More & more time together we would spend.
Though maybe not as close, 
Were we, as I wish we could have been,
Our friendship was a strong one, 
Unlike any I had seen.
You never pulled away,
Or said you needed space.
You'd greet me at the door, We'd link arms, a great smile upon your face.

One little girl: that's what I am,
Now that you left me.
I needed you so much,
But I suppose you never really did see.
Two friends, we are, torn apart,
However, our friendship will live on.
For true friendship knows know limits,
The barrier an invisible line that has been drawn.

You're still with me, here, even today,
But your smile I cannot see.
Though you pulled away,
We're closer now than I could have ever hoped to be.

Two little girls: that's what we are,
For no one could pull us apart.
Just like those still with me,
You'll be forever in my heart.
If I had known you'd leave me here alone,
I would have tied you to my side.
I knew not of your intentions,
For the truth you chose to hide. 
You haven't left me here alone,
I just long to hear your voice.
You wrote "The End" to your story,
Without giving me a choice.

If I could, I'd hug you now,
The way I forgot to before.
You're still here with me,
But somehow I want more.
I want your laughter to ring out,
Your song to echo through the halls,
To see again the look upon your face when
We went exploring and found only horses' stalls.

I don't want to be one little girl,
Why did our fun have to end?
I want to be two little girls,
Not one who misses her friend.


Details | Free verse | |

Worst Love Poem Ever Written

I suck at dying poems
Chemo poems, Metastatic Cancer poems,
Hair falling out in the shower poems
 
And I told a half truth
When I told you I could write you one
In less than six months (It's been eight)
I apologize for being so late

 
I wanted your poem to be pink and graceful
Like those ribbons
I see all over the internet
Filled with cheesy generic rhymes
That read like a Hallmark audition

  But already my metaphors are melting
And my similes are getting soft
 I guarantee you the rhyme meter will be off

 When I went to Google
And the typed in the word 'happy'
Three billion links came up

Not a single inference to
Breast cancer, hair loss
No redirects to mastectomies
Yahoo wasn't any kinder

 
The only thing research could teach me
Is that a good day on chemo
Is when your stool doesn't come out tar Black
And has no blood in it

Or when your urine
Smells better on Wednesday
Than it did on Tuesday

Sleeping less than 12 hours
When 24 would be better

  
America has more poets
Than it does alcoholics
   And Pot smokers combined
And you chose me to be
Your Breast Cancer
Poet Laureate

Trusting me to write a poem
About the biggest battle in your life

So I refuse to finish this poem
Without something bright and hopeful
 
And don't think
I didn't notice your Facebook activity
Had decreased by 88%
In the last three months

 
And you aren't really
Coming to any more of my poetry shows
Ever again. Are you??
But we still have March, April
Don't we?

 
But even if you had one breast
Or no breast

Or if you had less hair than I do
I promise to look only in your eyes
And never ever even notice
Or even think about it

And never for a moment
Would I feel sorry for you

Yes I suck at lying too...

 
But I don't suck at loving you
Or at hoping you wake up tomorrow morning
 With no Cancer at all
And that The Eiffel Tower will be right outside
Your bedroom window...

And I would be right there with you
Holding your hand while we look down on Paris
And you can impress me with your French again

 
And if I ever make it
To the Pulitzer Poetry board
I might lose a thousand points
Just for this poem alone

And my hopes for the prize will be smitten
And some old person 
With white hair will say
That was the worst love poem ever written


Details | Free verse | |

Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


Details | Rhyme | |

Missing You

You filled my lungs,
When I needed oxygen,
You were my energy,
Boosted me up like Supligen,
You were my sky-scraper,
Not just a tent,
You were my mortgage, 
Not just the rent,
You were my mountain,
And we stood tall,
We played lifes' music,
You kept me glad,
Now your flesh has fallen,
But you are next to God,
Right to the end,
You were my best friend,
In my heart, until we meet again....


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Dizain | |

Your Support I Need

The physician offered no hope, But why did you push me away? You only said you couldn’t cope To watch me decline, fade away. As I approach my final day, I long for a place in your heart. I wish some support you’d impart. This path is not one I had planned And it’s not my choice to depart. Please offer me a loving hand.


Details | Free verse | |

Early mourning

I sift through his Taoist rants
searching the brilliance and madness
for something to make sense; to inspire.

And he does not insult me
with the dust of dead men
though dust is what remains.

Ash falls through my fingers,
as promised, plenty of his own decay,
pure and uncontaminated,

his spirit whispering remembrance;
his legacy blowing in the wind
captured in my heart and lungs.
______________________________


*Loss contest November 3rd, 2012


Details | Free verse | |

The Task

The old screen door still welcomes me
    .. a familiar face, just as before
but after this...who'll pass this way?….
Will they use the rug and wipe their shoes?...
Swipe away the grime and mud?
 .....Or will they even care?

I feel my pulse and lungs collide
I take a breath...and step inside

She lived alone, the last to go....
one amber dawn when skies were clear
silently, without fanfare....
death wafted through these hard wood floors
and took more than a glimpse of her

I've been asked to sell the house,
to clear it out, and set it right…
                                                                            
Somehow, seems wrong…. 
a trespass on the throne of  life
that was softly lived
behind the gate, where thirsty roses bloom, and wait…

I hesitate….
to disturb the lace on drop leaf tables…
disgrace the quiet of the gloom
open drawers, snoop and sort, ….a pruning, 
of the good, the used, from worn and torn

My hands are able, but my heart declines..
what isn’t mine, to toss, to find, to mark, and label…

I hear the echoes, in each room…
along with swishings of my broom…
and the dust motes in the window light
like glitter in the afternoon…
reminders of old sparks ingnited
where cozy logs had offered light
keeping her last nights warm..…

The whirling sound of winds outside… 
whispered breaths of weaving looms
the treadled sounds of sewing hems..
peddled feet, and bustling, rustling
and those of clattering pans and potting blooms…

There are questions I want to ask
tho’ I can’t recall just what they were
no matter now….with no one here
I must be focused….on my task…
it must be done…

And now, …as doors of dark begins
I see, somehow, that fate moved in….
I am glad that I, with my two hands…
have witnessed with a smile, unplanned,
A life once new, until the end

I hold it all, and always will
her life, I held in loving hands

I stand here in the halls of night
content, I'll leave without regret
companioned by a day well spent…

                    I've been within …her company
     


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Details | Double Dactyl | |

Beyond Your End

 BEYOND YOUR END
Look deep into yourself my friend,
if then, you need to look to me, 
and deep enough to see the end,
beyond your end is where I'll be.

Into the love someday you'll see,
becoming all the things you'll know,
before your very eyes, I'll be
already where you want to go.

I'll be your long and blinding light,
of which all life is awed,
the thread that reaches through the night
in search of what is God.

And in a while, if love is right,
and hope is not just more pretend,
though you have sought what e'er you might,
'tis me you'll find, beyond your end.

And I will love your death away,
removing from your mind
what'er your death might seem to be,
with love impossible to find.
Û  © RON WILSON aka vee bdosa


Details | Free verse | |

Bill


R.I.P. William Dale Eubanks
d. July 1, 2012, aged 68 yrs., Tennessee Ridge, Tennessee

Death came as no surprise
the first Sunday in July;
it claimed you, on a ridge in Tennessee,
with kin who took you in and waited with you
through the last hard days.
You kept what fears you had well hid,
did not betray with loud complaint
the fate you could not but know awaited.
A smile, a joke, a hug – exotic meals –
And genuine interest greeted all you met.
And you were, certainly, never boring
but well-traveled and smart
beyond the telling.
We’ll miss your wit, your bright demeanor,
and will remember all you freely gave ---
and what you took from us
with your passing.


Details | Epitaph | |

The Day the Eagle Cried

We will never forget exactly where we were, 
	We will never forget exactly what we were doing, 
		We could never forget the loss we felt – 9/11/01.

We saw the birth of amazing heroes,
	We mourned with the grief of thousands,
		We marveled at the strength of the human spirit.

It was the day we held our children more closely,
	It was the day the American Family was reborn,
		And the day we became “One Nation, Under God.”

We heard those resounding words, “A plane hit the tower”,
	We watched in disbelief as the second tower fell to earth,
		And we heard the most heroic of words, “Let’s Roll!”

There were so many lessons that we learned,
	There are so many memories to be held dear,
		There was “Old Glory” – still standing to give us hope.

Firemen, Policemen, Clergy and Civilians-
	Were taken from us in a few fleeting moments,
		We saw a flight of angels, and an Eagle cry.

We became the strongest and most formidable of enemies,
	The most united in spirit and purpose in decades,
		We were filled with renewed honor and pride.

Yes, we lost the very innocence of our being,
	We lost the complacency of everyday routine,
		But yet we gained so much more.

For now we know the true meaning of so many, many words –
	“Indivisible”, “In God We Trust”, “United We Stand”
    		and the most important of all -
			“Greater Love Hath No Man Than This”…


Details | Narrative | |

Tea is Served

In a lovely corner of her garden, 
 a trellis was curled with rose climbing vines,
  and something enchanting, had been designed, 
     from an ordinary day on a warm afternoon.

Tea would be served, with her large knuckled hands, 
to a bouquet of her friends, and some neighbors of mine,
by the most gentile’ lady, I have ever known…

She made it seem like days of old, when decorum was in fashion, 
      before composure, and poise,.. had become scorned and cold
          where propriety still mattered, as precious as gold.
                                                      ~
Lilting voices would chatter like the birds on the wing.
Ringing with laughter,  across fragrant grass, 
Flower frocked ladies, around a few scattered tables. 
Linens and laces, under ashes and maples.
Silver coifed hairdos, with apple cheeked faces, 

                    And me?   There I'd sip.... quite out of my place... 
                      watching it all, from the cool dappled shade.
                                                      ~
There were delightful surprises to meet the eye…
Delicate confections, cucumber sandwiches,
made by her hand, just for the occasion.
Fragrant branches, covering the veranda.…
Rose petal blossoms, painted on china.  
The most beautiful tea set, oh, how divine it was! 
Envious eyes, covetously pined for it!

She wore a floppy garden hat, a dress of mauve, and there she sat.
Her weathered skin, her cheeks of rouge... a smile to love,...you would have too,...
She had lived a war, and more than one.....iron strong, a generous heart
Knowing eyes, and sparkling wit, 
She would hold your hand in hers and smile,... listen well, of that I'm sure
  and then would sip and chat awhile, of this and that…
                                                         and you would learn of love somehow
                                                      ~

I sipped my tea, and watched it all, and never thought of future things. ~

For now I sit here all alone…the chatter gone, the birds have flown.
Where once her charm, her love of life
the grand old ways, have slipped away…gone are those days, she loved so well.

Soon after, in the autumn chill…when word soon spread that she was ill 
      I was away, and never knew.….I hope, oh Lord, she was not alone ….

And looking back …I think of that….. and how strange the fact….. how odd it is…..
that something owned by someone grand, a china cup, so delicate, 
                                                                                 so fragile in the hand,
can last beyond the grave...intact,….
                    although a dear, enchanting friend, her life would have to end…..

                                                     ~ ~


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'God selected the perfect rose'


your voice now silent never to see you smile again you left us heartbroken unprepared shocked to silence we remember your laughter and your “I can go on attitude” never complaining just being you even when fighting this battle we'll never know why you had to leave us so soon we'll always wonder we'll always have questions God knew your journey was complete when He selected the perfect rose for His garden today--- IN LOVING MEMORY OF A FRIEND AND COLLEAGUE, MICHELLE SCHULTZ 26092011 We, at BABS miss you already
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Care of Heaven

Hello dear friend – so – what’s new?
Tell me - How have you been?
There’s so much I want to share with you
But I hardly know where to begin

The news from here’s both good and bad
But life can be like that, I suppose
Most things are going well, though we’re all still sad
When we’ll be through missing you - no one knows

Are you an Angel looking down on me?
Or have you become part of eternity?

This letter will travel very far
By air-mail – on the wings of a dove
She’ll turn left at the Northern Star
Watch for her flying high above
With an envelope addressed “Care of Heaven”
I’ve sent it to you, with my love 

Tell me - do you slumber, do you still dream?
Can you float on clouds all day long?
Have they got more than 31 flavors of ice cream?
Does a harp now accompany you in song?

Have you ever seen the face of God?
Are the streets truly paved with gold?
Do you spend your summers in Cape Cod
Head for Tahiti when the weather turns cold?

I know it’s silly to go on this way 
But I wish you were with me today

This letter will travel very far
By air-mail – on the wings of a dove
She’ll turn left at the Northern Star
Watch for her flying high above
With an envelope addressed “Care of Heaven”
I’ve sent it to you, with my love 

Sometimes, at the end of the day
I think I hear you softly say:
“I’m still here - I haven’t gone away”
Is that my heart playing tricks on me?

Remember that park  - the one with the pine trees?
It’s as beautiful as it was back then
Whenever I visit I have sweet memories 
And pray that we’ll see each other again 

And so, dear friend, you’ll always be missed
I seal this envelope with a kiss 

This letter has traveled very far
By air-mail – on the wings of a dove
I’ll think of you always, wherever you are
And picture you somewhere high above
Happy to be in the Care of Heaven
Enfolded in infinite love


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The Blue Poet

I am the Blue Poet.
The uneasy man.
Who longs to be loved,
or just to have a friend.

My heart whisphers a low melody
on a faint, cool evening
thinking of her.
Once in my arms,
laying on my bed of roses.
Now she is gone.
I cannot think anymore!
It is hard, to love again,
When all your love has been taken away.
... I am the Blue Poet.

I am the Blue Poet,
That walks the bluish, dawn and dew covered streets
in the the October evenings and nights.
But I tell you, I wasn't always so blue.
No! I was once alive... happy... romantic,
... till Love went away!

Now I sit in the wayward poetry clubs,
drinking club soda and snapping my fingures
to a finished performance on a poem about love.
Written by a soft, spoken seventeen year old girl.

Soon, it is my turn to give my poem a read.
I stand on a lone stage, with a spotlight drownding me in blindness.
I face the faces, who look at me and smile.
A clap, and a cough, bring my head up.
I look out upon the sitting crowd.
To see that one face
that speaks to me,
without the movement of the mouth.
The face never showed though, and my head fell back down.

I start to read.
A vase of emotions kill me and swallow me up.
I try to hold back tears, but no more could I halter.
I finished, with a salty tear, rolling down my rough and oiled cheek.
I leave the crowd at ovation
and leave the women, all with tears in their eyes.

I come down from the stage, leaving the bright spotlight.
I shake hands, give hugs,
and collect my pay, and have another round of club soda.
Then, I go down the midnight alleyways of sprinkled city streets
finding myself a cozy room.

I think of her for a moment,
then off to sleep.
I dream of one time laughs, and hugs and kisses.
I cry in my sleep,
...For I am the Blue Poet.


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Panic Room


Here in this room again 
mind’s racing 
the fan on low…

and I’m not to be trusted 
can’t be left alone here
with shot gun temples 
and a soul full of fear

no worse place than now
I can’t yell it more clearly 
I beg for your attention  
but I can’t stand you near me

contradiction swimming
in the blood of my veins
I’d cut off my hands
to send toxins to drain

I’m gutless
yet I’m too gutsy for action
say that in public
imagine the reaction

I sit in whirl pools
but I’ve always hated heat
and claim to take a stand 
but I’m lazy at my seat

and I’m always on time
as I miss the bus again
I lie in your face 
with a devilish grin

I’m harmless 
and swear I didn’t mean it
I talk about my conscience 
still I’ve never seen it 

in a world of swirling confusions
I’m stuck on the spin cycle
madness,
creating contusions
 
my game’s not over
I need a fresh start
I’m begging for new blood 
cus’ I’ve got a good heart


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Pal

Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But, there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
Then, after the last one was planted,
He sniffed it; then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he ‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one night,
Bob quietly passed away.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the grave, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then turned and licked her face.

She smiled.  “I had a dog when I was young….
a good one too.  His name was Pal.”


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She waits.


I see her still in twilights shroud
At visions edge she’s standing still
She lives on for me, but makes no sound
Her presence felt , a loving glow.

She watches me with sightless eyes
The look that speaks but makes no sound
Where shadows spill she lingers now
But when I look I cannot see, just feel. 

She should be here if fate were kind
My partner in the quite times
I miss the things she needed that I gave.
That giving soul that has now passed.

She waits, I know she does.
The bond that held will always be
She was my friend, my love, my charge.
Now my pain, my loss, my memory’s dear.


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Sacrifice

Something is wrong
The eerie silence sends shivers up my spine
I smell danger
But I am fearless

Out of the corner of my eye I see them
We need to act fast
I tell you to run
And don’t stop

I run for my life
I realize you’re no longer with me
I turn back
Determined to fight for you

I run as silently as I can
Adrenalin pumping through my veins
I see you lying there unconscious and bleeding
My eyes burn with anger

I take my chance
I need to save you
I try to fight them off around you
I pick you up and run

The weight of your body in my arms is exhausting
My body is weak but I don’t stop running
Gun shots are fired in the background
I drop to my knees wounded

I must get you to safety
I drag you and hide you as best I can
I try to run away, more shots are fired
I collapse with agonizing pain, everything is a blur

In my final moments I hear sirens, running footsteps
Now I know you are safe
I drift into a deep sleep
Never to wake up again


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Acceptance

A bridge stood tall beneath a sky Of colour shining bright Darkness and light both amplified And beautified the night The stars, they danced in rainbow gleam Kissing the velvet base The gentle heavenliness of the dream Renewed my ugly face It seemed that years had disappeared And time had fallen asleep As I stood upon the bridge I feared But now I keenly reap A college friend was by my side Smiling futuristically I felt as if my past had died Simply renewing reality We watched, living and nonliving As the stars expanded and glided I gaped, silently forgiving My ugliness that had subsided The lake below grew jealous Of our glowing, beauteous form But we ignored it, obliviously zealous As the cold chill of night kept us warm When daylight came upon us The balance was tattered and torn My glowing frame was suddenly conscious Of the lake below, forlorn I stared upon its glimmering waters While the sun burnt out my paradise The college friend was sliced and slaughtered By the reality I have come to realise The ugliness declines to subside But who says beauty can’t be rough? The stars refuse to shine so bright But still they shimmer enough As for that random college girl I just don’t know how long But I’ll find her someday in this world And who’s to say I’m wrong?


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GRANNY

On hearing your death
What creep in my head was
Akon's Pot of Gold
Its melody within heart
You have served your purpose
So Rest in Peace
Born to Love
But it enslaved and betrayed
And onwards you pressed
Your foils nurtured your old age
As strong as you were
Your battle on the thin line
You won hands down
I admire You
Last week I saw and greeted 
You were fit
What an awesome recovery
Indeed your Maker wiped your tears
But now it is finished
Well done
As a kid I run onto your bosom on visits
Then rained on me praises
But I lost contact
Next I saw you on life’s field of war
Then despised, not long
I grew wise to know
For with time all will grow
Was in turn and showered care
Hope you recognized
Thanks for your Blessings
My half seed of lineage
May God lay you to a Peaceful rest
Where Love will search to find you
Your foils cry
Swollen red are our fragile eyes
Thousand thorns within our hearts
Pain abounds here
May your Spirit comfort us
Smile down once again
Smile down once again
Memories well built would be well kept
Strong willed, Religious, Grateful 
Lord we are thankful
Yours forever
A Single Parent's sweat lay to Rest in Peace.

©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah


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Remember you

I open my eyes
to another day
as the sun climbs
I fade away
im carried to a place where i feel no pain
carried to a time before you went away

I still feel you close, feel you here
in this life we chose its all so clear
when I remember you, remember you

I close my eyes
from another day
as the moon blinds
I fade away
im carried to a place where i feel no pain
carried to a time before you went away

I still feel you close, feel you here
in this life we chose its all so clear
when I remember you, remember you

 


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Pieces of Eternity (Seasons Finale)

Maybe it’s unacceptable 
Live a life capable of a true fable 
True friends never end 
But take you back to where it all began 
But hey misery gave us something to believe in 
Stress became a greater award as we achieved sin 
What could I say? Our savior died on a cross tough as pig skin 
Never once cried over the loss 
Forbidden fruit, Eden garden 
Excuse me, my lord, I beg your pardon 
And so what if these medics carry life in a carton 
But I ain’t trippin 
Simply because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
That’s right until my dying day 
True lost souls from the dark side 
Forever, we as mortals ride 
Peace is nothing, I fend for quiet time 
Rebels in riot lines 
Previous high school graduates 
Symbols of an adjective running toward fate 
True personality suffer the privilege of inmates 
How could you hesitate to ask 
There’s no stranger under this mask 
Lonely and unholy, who’s there to console me? 
I want to get away, forever restless 
You can see my similarities with the ocean 
I’m stress less 
Because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
My son, my friend 
We are but pieces of eternity 
Mesh on, mesh off 
Even at our best times we’re soft 
Who’s to say I’d regret my decision 
To lead a sinners life without God’s supervision 
On a one man mission 
And I know I don’t come around much 
Got my palms in reality 
Searching for something softer to touch 
Whisper in my ear, death makes me blush 
And Hell only flatters me 
One and one, through matter the winds scatter me 
I ain’t trippin, baby girl get off your knees 
You’re in the arms of a future me 
And I can’t see heaven from a distance 
Fire me over clouds like a piston 
Marching through blood 
But it’s all mud and water to Darkhouse 
Stand still let me mark my spouse 
Live my life as an outcast 
How could you even picture me at my last? 
Dear lord show some mercy on my followers 
Bless those that swallow dust to follow us 
No need to borrow sympathy 
Unforgiving sorrow made my enemies envy me 


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David

David, you mean the very world to me and more
Can you forgive me?
You brighten my days when I am low and dead
And you listen—you always are there to listen
Bearing all things, you let me cry on your shoulder
You comforted me when I was scared to death
Of the demons…always watching…you were there
Watching over me, scaring them away from me
You save me by being alive and who you are, David
Without you, I would fall apart and shrivel into shame
Because there are few that listen—few that listen
You draw the poisons of my pain clear out
And you let them sink into your own skin
You swallowed my poison instead of spitting it out
I let you drown, David—forgive me…I let you drown
I’m selfish and rude, and I always ignore you
And for ever doing that, I hate myself
Seeing you in your last moments…woke me up
I’ve been a selfish bastard and I hate me
For never giving you enough love

David you are everything to us all and more
Do you hear me?
You are so uplifting to all of those around you 
You are selfless—so incredibly selfless
And in the silence you lifted me high with praise
Because I knew you would always be the one to give it
Never was there a day that you didn’t believe in me
Even when in darkness have I buried you in all matters of sin
Your light blinds the demonic rust...your light always shining
Never leaving me in the dust but never expecting the same back
And I never saved you! From all the loneliness
I never thought of you! I was so selfish
I will never let you go again—I will fight for your glory
You are amazing in every way
Far braver and brighter than I have ever dreamed to be
I let you down this time, David…I cried for your life
But now I ask for your forgiveness
Seeing you being taken away…crushed me to the marrow
I’ve never hated myself more than tonight
But I will never, ever say goodbye

*for my little brother, David William Breidenthal - I would love for you guys to read some of his poetry. He is a brilliant kid. And he’s been having some tough times. Thanks. *


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Time

                  I miss you more and more everyday, That's why I drink so much to take this   pain away. The pain don't really go away it comes back, and I get so lost I don't know how to act. I get lost in my thoughts of you, It kills me you can't come back ever no matter what I do, This is the hardest thing I ever had to go threw. Some people say time will heal, but I know I'll be missing you still, It feels like I'm living in a bad nightmare I wish it wasn't real. If I could go back in time, I would go back and press rewind. I would go to that day the 2nd of July, and make sure you were okay and you didn't die. All I got got now are our memories and the tears I cry, To keep it together it's hard but believe me I try.


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Best Friends

When close friends depart this life
And voice, by time, is stilled.
There's left within our hearts a void
With fond memories to be filled.

In dawns muted hours, I still recall
Jerry's witticism as if today;
Though recent years have bolted
Since time whispered him away.

Theretofore I'd regarded not pain
As being part of our friendship's cost.
Until death's gurney slowly passed
And I beheld the friend I'd lost.


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Lamenting Spirit

Seemingly standing alone,
In the shadows of doubt and fear,
Lost, cold, forgotten,
Cold is the grasp of death that nears

Seeking a hand in darkness of solitude,
Wishing for nothing but a love,
Turned away, cast aside, borne not even a stray, lone thought,
Towering aloft, looked down upon from far above

Throned so high overhead, just as kings of old,
Glared down upon, a lowly tear forsaken so,
Caught within a trap, drowning, mists of sorrow,
A voice unheard, a voice deserted, only a voice in woe

Wandering such great, forlorn paths,
A derelict mind harshly beat, a mind that has since long been vacant,
Rove, this neglected child does,
One mind among so many, outcast, this dolor mind abeyant. 


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Silver Thumb

She’s  the girl, the girl with the tender touch
A spider's touch
Such a cold thumb
Beckons you to enter her web of sin
But don't go in

colorful  words she will pour in your ear
But her  lies can't disguise what you fear
For a silver man knows when she's kissed him
It's the kiss of death from

Miss Silver Thumb
handsome  man beware of her heart of silver
This heart is cold

Silver words she will pour in your ear
But her lies can't disguise what you fear
For a silver man knows when she's kissed him
It's the kiss of death from

Miss Silver Thumb
handsome man  beware of her  heart of silver
her  heart is cold

She loves only silver
Only silver
She loves silver
She loves only silver
Only silver
She loves Silver


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Injustice

He prepares for a carefree day,
for jovial conversations,
for cheerful smiles and lively faces.
He’s a young boy. Just like me.
My mind swells with ceaseless terror.
 I plead in my prayers
that our lives shall prolong further than this day.
I prepare for the grand attack.

He ambles through the village.
Laughter escapes the vivid frames 
of him and his companions.
Not an ache in his limbs.
Not a burden in his heart.
I move anxiously ahead.
My feet without ease omit swarms of bodies.
Some still emit shallow breaths.
Inadequate sounds escape their mouths
and their eyes writhe.

For him, time passes swiftly 
and a late train is the crisis of the day.
In that day, not a thought does he spare
for his fellow human beings.
For our sacrifice he doesn’t care.

As for me, time stays almost still.
I’m imprisoned in a time warp of pain.
My best friend clings off the un-cut wire
and blazing bullets glide through
the torn flesh of his chest.

He lies in his bed.
Wrapped around him a soft blanket,
under his head a warm pillow.
He’s a young boy. Just like me.

But only the moist earth serves me as a cushion, 
and only the bodies of my lifeless friends
serve me as heat.
I lie in a shell-hole; I lie in my grave. 



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Friend

Oh friend of mine you are so sweet.
As we talk and talk we  carry on.
so little time we have just you and I.
Oh friend of mine you are so sweet.
My friend of mine .
If only you had time.
we would go shopping.
Oh friend of mine
If only you did not have cancer.
Oh friend of mine.
We are forever friends until the end.
Oh friend of mine until we met again.
My sweet sweet friend.


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In My Eyes

Find a way to me. A way you will find. See the colors, In my eyes. Drain the grey, And the black. Bring the color, In my eyes. See flashing of blue, Flashes of green, Flashes of brown. If you search for me, Search for my eyes, There I will be found. See the rainbow inside. To think I went insane. You weren't mine. That's what would keep me sane. Dreams and flashbacks come into view. Thinking of what could we've been, Thinking of the pictures of you, Thinking of what we had, I knew I was doomed. See flashing of blue, Flashes of green, Flashes of brown. If you search for me, Search for my eyes, There I will be found. Much of darkness is in my eyes. Haven't you noticed I've been down? Showed my all the lies, Do you know in my tears, I drown? See flashing of blue, Flashes of green, Flashes of brown. If you search for me, Search for my eyes, There I will be found. See flashing of blue, Flashes of green, Flashes of brown. If you search for me, Search for my eyes, There I will be found. There I will wait, There I will cry, There I will relate, There I will die. ~ORIGINAL~ <3 Evalina Elena Eshiii E>


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i wish

i wish you could have
looked deeper into
my eyes 
and knew what
was there for you

i wish you could
have known what my
lips were trying to
tell you but were 
afraid to do so

i wish i had held 
you closer. that i had
known that one  day
would be the very
last time i would 
see you

i wish you could have 
known what my heart
said each time i saw you
how i felt when my hands
touched your face


i wish i had told you
how it made me feel
when you kissed my
lips over and over 
and told me how 
beautiful i was

i wish you could have 
been braver and therefore
able to tell me what you
were going to do
when you were so sad

and ... i wish and i wish,
and i wish,  but all i can see
is you,  and how handsome
you were the last time
i saw you; and how i 
longed to tell you i loved 
you too...

i wish.


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Our Beloved Brother-Dedicated to Dwight Bouldin

Took a shortcut through this wicked world
But the long way through our hearts
Having a hard time convincing ourselves
That this end is a million starts

A companion and a confidant
A father and a friend
Had a smile that was never ending
Always lent a helping hand

Never a time, you couldn’t make us laugh
Not a problem you couldn’t mend
Our beloved brother, we’ll miss you dearly
With love until we see you again


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My Best Bud Joe

I sit and think what could have been	
a life with Joey, my best friend.

The many things we could have shared,
The special way he showed he cared.

At age fourteen he stood six foot five
Was big and strong and so alive.

Why wasn’t I there that fateful day
To try and save his life some way?

I had no way to say goodbye,
Why did he go, why did he die?

At first I blamed my God for this,
For taking him, the life he’ll miss.

But since I’ve come to understand, 
It wasn’t God but the fault of man.

The careless company that took him away,
Should be made to suffer, made to pay.

I’m still so mad it hurts inside,
I miss him so, I feel deprived!

It’s so unfair he died so young
Not knowing what he could become.

Now he’s gone and I’ll never know
How life could be with my “Best Bud Joe”.

  


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my mother

	MY MOTHER
I dedicate this poem to my beloved mother

I miss you mum, I miss you
I know I always will
I’ll never stop loving you
I knew that you were ill
I wanted to take away the pain
I would have done it too
But you just grinned and took it
That is so like you
I remember that look on your face
When you told me you were dying
It seems like it was yesterday
I could not stop crying
I know it’s been a long time
In fact it’s sixteen years
Time will never ease the pain
It cannot stop the tears
I say goodnight to you in bed
And think of you in bed
You’ll always be there in my heart
It doesn’t heal in time
My love for you will never die
And this I know is true
You just remember up above 
I’ll never stop loving you
A large piece of  my heart is gone
But I am not too sad
I remember the memories
And they always make me glad
You are my guardian angel
Who always looks after me
I look up at the stars above
I see you shine,  I see
I hope you like this poem
I made it just for you
Remember I’ll love you always
And I’ll always miss you too




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THE KIND-HEARTED MRS ADAMS

We drove by her run-down house
with faded green shingles
and boarded-up windows,
a sad feeling overwhelmed us;
many times we helped her
to cut down the thick grass 
and in return she gave us 
three yellow flowers 
as a token of her gratitude... 
no one else could have cared more!

"These flowers are for you,darlings,because
you helped me plant them in the soil,
and they've grown to be tall and beautiful
in a garden so tidy and nice!" 
she exclaimed in jubilation;
"Remember me by when
I'll reach my home...to dwell
in the presence of the Lord,
and I'll be looking down on you and
pray with all angels to keep you safe and well!'
she gladly said with resignation,
foreseeing what  she couldn't explain...

She told us about her sweetheart,
whom she loved indefinetly:
from the moment they met,
to the day he peacefully died:
a lovely and faithful wife
was all he wanted and dreamed;
and their marriage lasted 
longer than they expected to be...
to be taken with them,
not being afraid of death!

"This is the grand piano I sed to play
for my husband on his last birthday;
he laid his arms on my shoulders
and sang along with me for hours:
on those snowy nights without moon...
when romance was rekindled with kisses
and the sentimental tunes
took away our winter's blues!"
she murmured with deep regret,
until her light eyes became wet...

The decaying house was put up for sale,
and only these kids have a story to tell
about the nicest person on that block,
who once was the prettiest girl-scout...
who loved us as much as her own children;
but did she deserve to be forgotten and die alone?
And if you wonder what her name was,
she was the kind-hearted Mrs Adams!


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I Remember

I remember the day
I heard you died,
I remember just how hard 
that I cried.

My heart ached more
then I felt it could be,
Just by knowing you 
were not here with me.

Even though you have
gone away,
The memories of you 
are here to stay.

You were like a
sibling should be,
Now you are a guardian
angel to me.


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after you died

The tear of my eye
Won’t come down anymore

After you died
I forgot faithfulness, love and destiny
Friendship among my life

I stayed in my room
So lonely I sat
My injured heart bleeds blood from inside

After you died
The sun won’t come up
The moon wont rise

After you died
The spot of light inside me was gone

After you died
There’s no one to talk to
No other side

The earth would cry 
Waiting for you ….
My broken soul
Would prefer to die ……


After you died 
The friend that was so faithful 
Won’t come back to life

After you died
Misery, desperate, and anger
Were placed in I 

After you died
There was no one to hold to 
No one to help you fly 

After you died
No one gave me a hand 
No one showed me the path 
That I had lost 
From you 
From you 
No one told me that this would happen 
No other plan 

Where did you go 
I’m lost without you 
My feelings had left me 
I had no other chance 

Tell me 
Where did u go? 
After you died?






Details | Prose Poetry | |

Bell's Blues

Staring, vapor locked, at my Hammond B-3 console organ, which dominates my 
kitchen.  Surely a symbol of my madness.  I can't help, but think, if the keys were 
the days of my life, and the black ones represented the bad days, are there 
enough black keys??  Fighting petulance, self-pity...losing...
     Wondering if I can stand another minute alone.  Atop my organ, music books, 
and the complete works of Edgar Allan Poe, another mad poet.
     Plagued by physical agonies that merely complete a perfect circle of anguish 
and distress.  Even to worrying of misspelling a word again.  Pure lunacy.
     Remembrance of my 1863 death at Missionary Ridge, something I became 
aware of as a young child before I'd ever heard of reincarnation.  Or just an early 
sign of the madness to come??
     I am lost in a befouling miasma of deep despair.  My life's hopes down to 2 
desires;  one last music band, and taking my son to Disneyworld.  Money is 
meaningless to me.
     I am well aware that death is as natural as life.  And I would venture to guess 
that the loss of my father, my young cousin Billy, my dear friend Mark Trotiner, and 
too many others, are "Business As Usual" in this universe.  But not for me.
     Being terminally ill myself is something I have long since come to terms with.  
And what a reunion it will be!!  But I must continue to go on surviving as though I 
cherish this long and barren life.
     My writing, especially my poetry, my poet friends, my music, my musician 
friends, and a few relatives and others; these are the meds that work for me; not 
the 30 or so pills I must deal with everyday.  So thank you all.
And now an addendum, one which brightened my day:
     Mark Trotiner long maintained that he gave Mark Knoffler (Dire Straights) the 
idea for his hit song "Money For Nothing", when Mark Knoffler came into the 
appliance chain store he worked in way back then, where he bought, and drove 
off with several T.V.s, singing the prototype words he'd gotten from Mark Trotiner.  
Over the years, I tested him repeatedly, looking for the tale-tell deviation in the 
story one finds in a false tale.  He never faltered, he never failed.
    Continued.....


Details | I do not know? | |

Nightmare

Standing alone in the night Dark all around Something doesn't seem quite right I hear a sound Like a werewolf howl Coming from all around And the noise of an owl Piercing red eyes appear Lightning strikes from the sky Death is seeming rather near And I don't want to die Am I dreaming? I hope I'm dreaming? Nightmare Confronting everything that I fear Nightmare The seeming reality of everything I see and hear Down into the ground I fall Deep into the dark Evil says my name, I hear it call The devil's made his mark I run, through the endless cave Stumbling through to find there's no way out Everything is what I've gave I've given up, all I want to do is scream and shout Nightmare! This is everything I fear Nightmare! I think the end is coming near I hope I'm dreaming I wish I was dreaming But I know this is my fate Lucifer, he can't wait To take my soul away There's nothing more I can do or say Nightmare! Losing everything I ever cared for Nightmare! Losing myself even more Nightmare! Nightmare! Nightmare! What I never want Nightmare! My mind is does haunt It don't care What I fear Cause with it, it grows I'm hating everything it knows I wish it wasn't real Everything I see and feel But it's true And just like a Nightmare!


Details | Free verse | |

Special Moments Come Again

Moments come and go,
But special moments come again,
When the thoughts of you with me
Seem they never have an end;
As a touch brings back sensation
And a song triggers emotion,
A smell brings back the memories
As a taste triggers the notion
That we'll always be together;
What we shared will never end,
And I know that you're right there
When special moments come again.


Details | Free verse | |

Finals

A stalking moon comes
riding
on mount of silver
     and
     blue
     metallic
shimmering
     beckoning
shadows colliding
with
      imagined imaginings
and
      impassioned words
spoken to
      look
          like you
rhyming
with
the glow of
     lightening dark
         pale
            dawns
shivering in
twilight unmasked
as
a
     hollow
     exchange
that
bounces from
     here to there
         and
     wonders
         how the connection
grew so
weak
and
      unenduring
when
      plastic care
became
      so unassuring
and
     deaf and dumb
came    
     crawling
              droning
so
      enough became
           too much
to hear
and
flat tone
       came alive
to
       animate my screen
in hurried
dutiful
   replies
      evenly spaced to
          reflect
               time better spent
                    elsewhere.


Details | Blank verse | |

Goodbye

Her breathing was so even and calm,

Sleeping in that bed,

Her face once distorted with so much pain,

Now seems so soft and painless,

Looking closer to her face,

I think she’s kind of smiling,

Maybe she’s dreaming of when she was well,

Or maybe she’s dreaming of me, I can’t tell.

 

I remember summer evenings; we’d sit in the grass,

She’d tell me stories that I had never heard,

About people and places from the past,

She even shared her dreams with me,

And swore me never to tell,

That one day she would fly away,

And get out of what she called hell.

 

She never liked the place that we called home,

Always saying there was so much more,

But where I never saw, and always failed to ask,

I think she thought she wouldn’t have been sick,

If she hadn’t lived there,

But I know she would still be, 

No matter where she did dwell.

 

Sometimes I would feel sad,

Because I know my time with her would end,

That one day she would be so sick,

She wouldn’t get back out of bed,

I feel this time has come,

 

She’s been in bed a long time now,

Her skin has lost its tan,

She’s so white and fragile now,

I’m afraid I’ll break her if I touch her,

I was told even though she sleeps, she can still hear me,

So I tell her lots of tales,

And all my darkest secrets,

I swore her never to tell,

That I wish that she were well,

 

Lately everyone around has been so sad,

So many tears- I don’t understand,

Is she finally going away?

From this place that she called hell?

Is she finally going to be free from pain,

And actually fly away?

 

I’ll guess she may have already,

Maybe that’s why she smiled,

Maybe in her dreams,

She’s flying high in the sky,

 

Sleep now,

And I will do the same,

I know that when I open my eyes,

Yours won’t because your time has finally came.

 

I’ll miss you forever.


Details | Verse | |

Ding Dong The Wicked Witch is Dead

Globally, miners jubilantly jump for joy
Smiles on the faces of every girl and boy
The grins of a newly opened Xmas toy
Thatcher’s dead.

Trade unionists bounce along the street
Music blaring and the tapping of feet
From nurses to Bobbies still on the beat
Thatcher’s dead.

Street parties announced in the nation
Satan who brought economic inflation
Is deceased, now’s the time for elation
Thatcher’s dead.

Its times like this I’m sad I’m an atheist
And can only shout and wave my fist
And then go to the pub and get pissed
Thatcher’s dead.


Details | Free verse | |

With Them Again

“ With Them Again”

Sometimes in life;
	we realize we are lucky,
		as another life enters into our own. 
Because we know…
	what it means to have a true friend,
		a friend who will bless our lives.
A friend who will earn our love and respect,
	accept us for who we are,
		help us become a better person
			simply by following their example.
When the time comes
	to let them go,
		our hearts feel so heavy
			because we realize
 they can never be replaced!
It is at these times,
	we should not despair,
		we need to allow
			our faith to bring us comfort.
		Because we know, they are in a better place.
We also know that one-day…
	when it is our turn 
               and the Lord calls us home
			we will be with them again!
	
Written along with the eulogy, 
and other poems for Mildred 
Noland's funeral. She was an
angel in my life and I loved 
her, mj


Details | Rhyme | |

Orbiting Monet

Her heart was a watercolor foyer
  drifting about eddies-beneath fatal falls
     wishing away the violets,
       morning roses and midnight glories
    fading mist-stained with every beat
  her loves inheriting the aromas
percolating from her water garden mind...

 those who thought they knew her,
   stood high upon crystal browed shores
       slinging burning stones and bits of bone,
        summed up her life in bold font quips...
     she was that-she was this
  green viper bitten -black moon kissed...
       
        as her final pallet faded
            blackbirds escaped her brilliant vein
               time greedily sweeps the sheen to gray...
            the cleated ones- scattering her starry soul
       into the misty orbit of monet...
 


Details | Verse | |

I'm Going Home

,

Lord thank you for this life,
As I have lived a full life,
It was not always as I would have like,
But I lived it to the best of what I could,
I’m going home; Home to the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been a long weary believer, 
As I’ve been away to long,
I now know what I’ve been searching for, 
As He's been there in me all along,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been and seen lots of places in life’s journey,
Now I yearn for familiar faces in familiar places,
I hear familiar voices calling me to come home, 
I see familiar faces looking at me,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
My time is near, the hour I know not,
I see Jesus' face across the Heaven’s,
I hear His soft sweet voice calling me home,
 I can’t wait for my real life to begin,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me.

By; Rev. Samuel and Esta Mack, OMS
Copyright 2011

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Details | Couplet | |

Mildred Noland

I wish I had just one more day,
to say the things I wish to say.

To walk along behind your wheelchair;
How you could out run me just wasn’t fair.

Have our morning coffee; sit and chat,
once again call you an old senile bat.

Millie, I always admired your will to fight.
Talking with you made everything all right.

Funny how nature’s rules centrist and bend;
Millie you were much more than my friend.

You were the mother I so long ago lost,
you taught me how to face and pay life’s cost.

You were always there to lend me an ear;
offer advice, which I shall hold forever dear.

I will miss your voice; raspy from the smokes,
you were one of a kind who loved to tell jokes.

We found my family and we found your son;
two wonderful things, which we got done.

Millie you may have passed but this is no lie,
up inside of my heart you could never die.

The message behind all of these tears I cry;
I will see you later, I will never say goodbye.


Details | Ode | |

Ode to Liam

Oh how my heart yearns for you
That once was my dearest friend
We traveled many miles with each other
shared our thoughts and passions

We put the world to rights time and again
You were my sanctuary from life's woes
Never asking or expecting anything from me
freely giving me everything you could

It was only when you were taken from me
That I realised what a gift I had lost
The gap left in my heart so big,
A chasm I was unable to fill

Why oh why you i cried out in sorrow
It should have been me for you were no age
The angels took a piece of my heart
On the day they took you

One day soon I will again travel with you
For such is the fate of mankind

.written 04/02/2013

contest Skat's favourite poems


Details | Blank verse | |

he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                






Details | Elegy | |

For Liam

I remember when I was told.
Family in silence.
It’s not fair. The heartbeat of appliances still whining,
I focus on times I thought we’d grow old...
Clouds part with unexplained violence

And our faces begin to pour.
A hundred questions, a doubt
And what else? Footprint in a concrete driveway,
A spark-maker unlit watching seagulls soar  
From the soft earth, noise drowned out.

A boy sleeps waiting to wake
To manhood. Creased cheeks quiver,
And what he gets instead are flowers.
Relics in person, I question the ache
That asks why we give rivers

And must move on, while they remain.
Held by the smooth arms of trees,
Swallowed by a blanket of grass.
I ask the plaque what I cannot my brain,
Logic replaced by glassy guarantees

I see right through. He will not rise.
Facing away from a marching sun,
A no longer marching son lies.


Details | Elegy | |

--Jesus--

For B.I.
 
It is that feeling
when sleep is to miss
awakening or awake
you believe the heart
Stops
pounding it with angels


Details | Acrostic | |

Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Homeless Man Named Sam- Part 1

Hebrews 13:2 "Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."
 
"Authors Note: This is a true short story/poem of my strange encounter with a dear, homeless man named Sam.
 This happened in 1992, when I was living in Grass Valley, Ca. These are not actual pictures of Sam, but they remind me of him in so many ways. We should care about people, all people, homeless or otherwisez'
 ***Dedicated to Sam*** ____________________________________________________ 
Part 1
He stood alone on the corner on a local, busy, traveled street
 In ragged clothes holding a sign standing in the cold or heat
 “Anything Helps,God Bless", it says, on his small cardboard sign
 "I’d appreciate whatever you give, even a nickel or a dime".
 Most all the drivers pass him by, seeming not to care
 But every time I see him, I feel such a need to share 

I’ve seen him at other places in that same part of town
 A place where the homeless go; those that are lonely and down
 There’s a shelter down the street, a couple of blocks away
 It’s called “Open Door Mission” a place where the homeless stay
 
I want to cry when I see this place, full of children, women and men
 Driving down by the Mission down on Nicholas Street, I see them picking through dirty, garbage bins
 Glad when they find a piece of clothing, or joyful for some aluminum cans
 
Some people think it’s shameful when others are down, or in such paltry jams
 I think to myself, “How can they feel this way, it could be them or me”!
 “Open your eyes”, I want to yell out loud, “Isn’t this the land of the free”? 
How far have we come from this ideal, 'Land of the Free, Home of the Brave”?
 On our holiday, the Fourth of July, does that saying mean the same today?
 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Day My Uncle Died



The Day My Uncle Died...

I was thinking about the smile on my uncle’s face….
This was a before he would “leave this place."

I'll never forget the words shortly before he died.
The more I thought about it, the more I cried.

He said, "you know Jimmy I wish I got to know you better."
I never received another phone
 call or even a letter.

A few days later he was ready to go to a funeral.
But it was also him who received a burial.

I was shocked and amazed as to what happened.
The events took place. There was no way
 I could "stop them."

Memories I had were from many years ago.
I often think about him.    And I do miss him so!

I suppose many don't take the time to realize...
How quickly life passes... 
Then someone dies.

Perhaps there's someone in your
 life you can think of…
There's been a situation that you're
embarrassed to "speak of/"

A harsh word said, and angry thought was spoken.
And soon your relationship has been "broken."

This may be a good time with this person to spend.
Irregardless if they're what you'd call a "friend."

Everyone is important to God who reigns above.
We need to be filled with his mercy and love.

The person you haven't seen shall one day disappear...
The days are short...  Our journey's end is so near!

May God speak to our heart and help us to see...
Where will you and I be spending our eternity???

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Limerick | |

New Friends - collaboration

I've been getting to know really well
my new friend with so much to tell.
We've got similar work
and we share the same quirk:
Our sore bodies are giving us hell!

by Andrea Dietrich

For her friendship I'm in her debt.
Though I like Soup, it's not home yet.
So with her kind words
I feel like I'm heard
And not a nobody poet. 

by Susan Burch



Details | Ode | |

Ode to Humphrey

The"tail" I have to tell, starts off really sad.
My sweet doggie Murphy died and my heart, it hurt so bad.
Until one day in early spring, I got a call that made my heart sing!
There were some puppies born in Waco, the daddy -Jasper, and mommy- Juneau.
Four little boys, three little girls. But the picture of one boy, made my heart twirl!
So I waited for a week or two, to meet my little puppy-oh so new!
I named him Humphrey, such a handsome boy! He has brought  laughter back and oh what a joy! He's super cute, and very smart. Many would say, he's a work of art!
He's learning new tricks, and how to potty outside. So many rules to learn and abide!
Humphrey is growing so quickly, the puppy breath will soon disappear. He will be an adult in less than a year! Every stage of his life is a blessing from above. I guess that's the true meaning of what we call "puppy love".



Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

The Death Of Marie Antoinette

 THE DEATH OF MARIE ANTOINETTE
 (MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE)
Songwriters set their words about her style
and artists make pursuit to paint her smile
but all the light that's Paris, shows,
her heart and soul to only those
who come to fall in love for just while.

But knowing this, my wondering still lies
as I recall Marie, her face,her eyes,
and she is just a memory
though what I'd have to always be,
if time was mine and not a thing that flies.

I trace my blood and line of ancestry
down through some troubled times of history
or is it that I've journeyed long
from when my life went all so wrong
but it's so far removed, my mind can't see?

These questions rake my mind and leave me cold,
Am I my father who's still growing old;
and who is she, to go away
to deju vu--to yesterday,
or has she layed our love to times' unfold?

I guess I'll find her on Champs Elysees,
or in the Champ de Mars, where children play
or where one day the guillotine
cut life away, and cut it clean,
but this is now, and that was yesterday.

O! I would lay my neck under the blade;
if there would ever be a diff'rence made
to end the pain she left in me
and stop the love for my Marie
but love--this love for her can never fade.

And so, as other loves they come and go,
as Paris says, and Paris makes it so,
I wait and wander by the Seine
but know not where, and know not when,
for love of my Marie, she'll come, I know.
© RON WILSON aka vee bdosa


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Roses

Oh, I see roses in your eyes
we're put here only to face demise
this unknown road we walk is torn
yet of this world, we are born
some rich, some poor
some always seem adored
some black, some white
who's better? a non-sense fight
money is nothing, a temporal illusion
it only wreaks havoc and causes confusion
race is a color and I am colorblind
sexuality is sexuality why should others mind?
as for religion, it causes many pain
however, it's the only reason man's still sain
would you say born rich is an advantage
it's of no importance, either way
each and every, is put to the test 
will you be remembered? or forgotten like the rest?


Details | Rhyme | |

We Miss You Uncle Herman


When we think of our friend Herman Weeks.
We think of a person very gracious and sweet!

He was always a pleasure to be around!
And brought laughter to his side of town!

From everyone that’s had a chance to meet him.
He was special!  We’ll never forget him!

He was very humble, gracious and kind!
People like him are special!  And hard to find!

We knew from the day that he met Snow.
She helped to make his empty life whole!

The creations and many things he made.
Were wonderful works of his hands displayed!

His service to the country and fellow man.
Is a beautiful gift that few understand!

Over the years, he’s brought joy to our hearts!
We’ve all loved him from the very start!

Thank you Lord! For blessing us from above.
For Herman and his heart filled with love.

We know now he’s in a better place.
Filled with God’s presence and his grace.

Our lives have been blessed to have him with us!
We’ll miss him!  He sure has blessed us!

To Herman we give our hearts filled with cheer!
We love you very much and wish you were here!

By Jim Pemberton
















Details | Rhyme | |

I'll See You Soon

An early August morning
Without indication or prior warning
I got a phone calling, my heart broke so fast
My best friend had breathed his last

A lifetime of sickness, now suffering no more
God said, "Now it was time to go!"
My heart screaming, "This cannot be true!"
But in my heart, I think I knew...

My friend was home with the Savior
All that remains is his wheelchair
He is worshipping with the angels in heaven
And rejoicing he can walk again

Countless laughs and conversations we shared
Now precious memories to always be remembered
Leaving a legacy of faith, love and joy
Robbi, I miss you every single day!

"I love ya sis, bye for now!"
The last words he said, now he is in glory
Beholding all of the heavenly splendor
I can but imagine what he's experiencing now

I grieve for the loss of my "brother"
He was a gift to me from the Heavenly Father
I'll see you soon, Robbi!
Save a place, in heaven, for me!


Details | Acrostic | |

- Rest In Peace Lucilla Carrillo -

 

    Lonely with her illness but eyes full of care and passion 
    Until I could find a way to help you through the day 
    Cause this is heaven where you can always find a way 
    I'm thinking of you - I will remember you, be certain of that 
    Let's hope we're meeting again at the pearly gates 
    Lucilla catch the wind, and ride in on the white clouds 
    A rose so beautiful, I wish you have found your savior 






    R.I.P.
    Thank you for letting me be your friend Lucilla <3
    29.09.2014
    A-L Andresen :)




Details | Rhyme | |

The Social Norm

Drink the drink, and take the pills, lay on the medication.
But your soul's forever lost to them without persistent dedication.
There's things we've learned, and things we will, to decide us right from wrong.
But your ears are only open, now, to a techno-logic song.
Social norms have bound you tight, then cut you awf'ly deep.
And still your soul beneath the surface begs of you, relief.
You waded in their welcome waters, thought it nice and cool
But now I'm sure you've figured out you're lost in sorrows pool
So take it from who knows you best
Someone who has passed this test:

Before you drift out in the sea And the shore's no longer in your view, I promise that I'll bring you back And if I can't, I'll follow you. Before your legs and arms grow weak And you've passed your final tier, I promise that I'll hold your hand; I promise you I'll still be here. Before your lungs are filled with water And our souls are parted once again, I promise you that you're forgiven; I promise you I'm still your friend. Before you close your sunken eyes Inviting night to kill the day Know your bright was never slight And soon you'll see your way.


Details | Elegy | |

My Brother, My Blood my grief

Today, my heart heaves a heavy weight
Why, O! Why?
The soul crushing goodbye
Fervently I pray,
To see you just one more day
We part ways knowing it not our last
Looking ahead, thinking of our next
But Death, too grotesque, had other plans;
My burden to bear!
Why this painful news,
Only God knows
Someone please!
Wake me from this dream
A cold, unfathomable abyss
That I never want to revisit
We bow our head in sadness
And bury our faces in distress
My heart full of pain resonates its tears
If only, If only
We could haggle out of our demise
Gone too soon
The sheer disbelief
 
The promises you vowed to keep
Goals to reach before you finally sleep
You may be no more but not in my mind
Still here with me
If only I can see
A staked heart, resounding unbound tears
Forget you not; to miss you a lot
Lost souls, forgotten families
Never to me
 
Good tales we've heard
From generations long and dead
The happy ending cliche
For your soul, I pray
Here our fate! separated by worlds
While I wait
For the powers that be, to bide us again one day
But more, for in mere simplicity
I will never say goodbye
Forever with me, 
My brother, my blood

                                                                          In Loving Memory of our Lost Souls


Details | Bio | |

STOTT 911


********Note:**********
This is a poem in tribute to Doctor Gearldine Stott at the Medical Center, Hampton, VA and her Nurse Hatton who has alway's stood behind me in my time of need....Also, my friend Steve, who is a funny and delightful guy!



When I was lost and alone
At the Veteran's Administration
Hospital,
Not too far from home
I needed a Medic
To stand by Me
I was so all alone
      ------
The Lord sent me an Angel
He sent Her 'FED-EX'
Her name is DR. STOTT
SHE IS A DOC
The biggest baddest DOC
That the Lord has got....
      ------
I was on my death bed
Fore I had just got back
      ------
From talking to the Lord
      -------
I' must have been there
All night.....
To remember how
Was hard
      ------
Anyway
      ------
I asked Dr. Stott
To turn on the light
She told me that it
Was on by GOD
You have lost your 
Sight....
      ------
Just sit there
You are going no-where
Tonight...
I was upset
Yet, I wanted to go home
To be with the Lord
That is why I am writing
This poem....
     ------
You see
Dr. STOTT
Knew just what to do!
She called "ALL DOCTOR'S"
And this is true.....
     -------
I know that being a patient
Isn't much, very fun
But if you are die-ing
Please call STOTT 911
      ------
There are many thing's in life
That one can only dream
But, when the Lord come's
On the scene!
Then you know what
That mean...
      ------
That if you need Him
He has got your back
And it your in trouble
Or just having an 
    "Heart Attack"
He will send you an Angel
And that is a fact...
      ------
If I ever need an Angel'
Or ever need a friend
I call STOTT 911
She is a friend to.... 
     -THE END-

           GF


*******Note:******

Thank you Dr. STOTT
For being a friend to the end and back..again!

Thank's to the Lord's helping hand and my best friend
ELAIN HATTON and of course STEVE..

      May the many gift's of the Lord be be-set upon you!


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear little sister from another mister

You’ve been thrown left and right,
Crying to yourself every night,
Thinking all has gone wrong,
& you won’t be giving up after long..
You’ve been heartbroken 
One
Two many times:
From old boyfriends,
To lies;
Father walked out,
Baby killed by mistake;
Your mom has disowned you,
But she still shows you lust…
Everybody knows the truth,
The pain that you do not choose;
They see what you show,
But see me…
I, T’Keyah Wilder,
I already know…
You’ve raped and thrown from left to right;
Crying to yourself every night;
Everybody saying they understand,
But you know you’re the only
One who knows your pain ;
On this land…
It’s a matter of time, 
Before you kill yourself,
Stressing yourself,
Hurting you and everyone else;
Blaming yourself for,
Mistakes not purposely made;
Crying every time you feel like you just got 
Laid,
You want the true love,
Love shown from the heart;
Honestly,
Coming from your big sister; 
I think you need a fresh start,
Easing your pain with nicotine;
I’m surprised you’re not 
Sippin lean…
I know it may be hard,
To forget about the past,
But there’s one thing;
I must ask from you and I 
Want this to last;
Promise me, you’ll try your best
To stress less,
& pray more…
Listen to God;
Put him above…
All;
We’re not close like we used to be,
But you know I’m just a phone call,
Away…
Not far from you..
But I wish you’d  realize,
This too…
Stressing is not working,
Cause death, the devil, lies,
& fear are lurking..
Promise me;
You’ll try to be the best you can be…
Dear Little Sister from another Mister!
<3 RiP auntie bby ; djF .


Details | Free verse | |

Yesterday Happened So Fast

Yesterday Happened So Fast
                                                          Authored by Chuck Keys 
	

Yesterday happened so fast I lost track of myself.
I was standing behind you, where you sat, so small, frail and warm, tenderness radiated about you.
Nearer to fear and farther from joy, aware of your future, 
Worried you were about us all, pleading forever more – but always with us.


There was the scent of a burning candle coming from the back of the room.
Sitting in the front, you had so much to tell the ones you loved.
Your body unwilling, but your spirit awake and searching for release. Always the maestro, your message orchestrated in softness and form, clear at last.  
We all heard.  Worried you were about us all, pleading forever more – but always with us.


You spoke; the stress in your now soft voice, still assertive and emotive, 
Your  eyes protecting and loving all the more, Inside of you were all those you loved …. all in sync as one.
In the room, the brightness of the roses, the fresh-air scent of the surrounding greenery contrasted with your pallor, yet
Worried you were about us all, pleading forever more – but always with us.


What you left behind was so much greater than what you came with, 
A minion of love, with a flair of passion and taste, surrounding your soon departure in tears.
I saw you move one last time as I now see your spirit flowing thru the present, with all ……… 
     Dressed in silly colorful lacey hats, 
          Victorian multi colored puffy dresses, 
              windblown red flowing hair with your red freckles, 
                    decorated multi-shaped filled bags in hand, 
                         bright flowers 
                              and wide smirky grins.
Worried you were about us all, pleading forever more – but always with us.


I wonder if you knew what followed after your departure, 
Endless gentle blue sky, bright sun; wild flowers, life and love beyond.
You were conducting. Your minion lives on without but with you always, 
All of us sharing and loving and of how 
Worried you were about us all, pleading forever more – but always with us.
  




In remembrance of Sonia Slobojan Swigart and dedicated in her memory to the Slobojan Family:  
Catherine, Steph, Danny, Danielle, Sherry, Denny, Suzy, Norman and to Mary, my wife and loyal friend to all.  
May Sonia always be remembered as she lived, “fun to the bone.”


12/31/09/0225pm


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Homeless Man Named Sam -Part 4

Cont. from Part 3

Three months now, no trace of Sam has ever been found to this very day
 I think he was an angel from above, I don’t know what else to say
 I hope he’s at home in Heaven with God and his beautiful wife
 I believe he was sent to teach me a lesson and to share with me his life
  
If you see someone in need don’t just walk on by, please don’t treat them so unfair
 When you pass them- stop - give them a smile, send them a heartfelt prayer
 Try to help someone else, the best that you possibly can
 Always try to remember... this isn't where their homeless life began
_______________________________________________________________
 
I felt very privileged to have met this kind man
 But so saddened by his heartfelt story
 Was he an angel sent from God?
 I don't know, I only know I met a very, special man...
     a man named Sam
 
___________________________________________________
                                    ***Dedicated to Sam***


Details | Free verse | |

Murderapolis Streets, Claim Two More Young Heartbeats

Native, Liteskin, sun kissed
smiles
sit, talk, get to know me 
a while
for I am not my skin and 
even though the tan pigment
runs deep
I am my heart, thoughts
and actions,reflection of
company
I keep
A car accident took
my Homies brother this morning
and as we sit and talk to him
now, through faded room mourning
Young man, stole pop’s keys
from sleeping pockets
joy riding with friends
headlights beaming, MN
summer star sky gleaming
Dad's unaware, boy & friends left
 till woke, by early morn’ meeting
God opened the skies and took
two good ones away
I felt it rained, clouds crying briefly
for them today
70 miles an hour, Murderapolis streets
took two good homies heartbeats
jus’ a mile away, a close
friend heard the tires screech
Driver yells to him, “get a knife & cut me out!”
Neighbor, like doe eyes in headlights
filled with doubt
ends up dying after all
at the hospital
down 29th Ave and McKinley St.
Two of the Five Souls involved
God, now, does keep
I recall seeing the drivers smile
less than one week ago
why Mista Watkins & White Jr.
was it yo’ time to go
your loved ones may never know
We don’t always understand
the Lords plan
but He surely knows
heartache and sorrow
is how July fourteenth does go
two significant young Southside sons 
at 3:30 am, drove into a utility pole
crushed glass ridden streets
two homies, with us no mo’
I pray Jesus be with them
and theirs
as they grieve, and friends
surround them with the love
they need
car accidents & tragedies
like these
close to home to you
tend to place things in perspective
defrost a persons mind
set it into view
cuz’ its not about the color, of
your skin, or where you came from
it’s the way you impact the world
in the end, who you’ve grown to
become
the lives lost, were good peoples
Stood for good values like Church steeples
vibrant athletic youths of the future
barely 14 & 17, gone too soon
I hear the sad, cry, lonely night of our
Loon
Murderapolis streets, claim
two more young heartbeats
you will forever be remembered
and loved, keep an eye on us
from above, we know you’re
in a better place, were all running
an impossible to win race
for we all have a time card to punch
under the Lords undying grace
your Influence and charm, young men
is locked within us
Safe
and we shall all party again
in the Kingdom of Heaven
our final resting Place

7/15/2010: R.I.P.- Patrick Watkins (17) & Duane White Jr. (14)- South Side, Minneapolis, MN
you are forever loved and missed, but not forgotten, watch us from Heaven, Amen


Details | Sonnet | |

Without You

Define your lovely, soulless heart in death
 To take my heart would be a risk; a storm
 You licked your lips to taste what i had left
 And jumped from cliff to rocks, i was forlorn.
 Upon my lover; roses wilt in pain
 For I’ve lost the one whom has no soul, and
 Was all this give and take with us in vain?
 I loved your soul and heart, we joined by hand.
 The brewing storm that took a life, took two
 For deep within your heart was love,
 And deep within my heart was you
 I’ll see you soon, i promise; heart above.
 For without you I cannot survive
 For without you I will not strive


Details | Ode | |

Your gone, I greive

Together since forever, as frineds
Nothing  could ever seperate us in life
We  went thru some rough times
We enjoyed the good times, laughing
You stood beside me, protected me
We picked each other up, dusted off the dirt
When the other had fallen in bad times
No subject we could not talk about
Even our love lifes were open to the other
We endured in friendship when others didn't
We  were best friends when others said impossiable
You left me behind when you died
Greiving for such a loss of friendship
I know I will never find one as great
I cling to your memory to help me go on
I honor you my friend, my staunchest supporter
You will live forever in my heart.


Details | Terza Rima | |

I CHANGED MYSELF TO MAKE YOU A BETTER PERSON

I'm struggling to succeed and leave a name
anyone can admire and easily remember...  
when I'm no longer alive, but in a cold grave. 


All have seen a sweeter, kinder image of me:
generous, compassionate and tolerable...
but nobody has ever discovered the real me.


I changed myself to make you a better person;
I didn't make sacrifices to step in front of the line...
never thought of earning affection and admiration.



Details | Lyric | |

My Special Friend and Neighbor

When we frist met she greeted me with so much Love and concern 
I was excepted from the very beginning 
She had a story to tell and I had a listening ear
We talked for hours and laughed for days 
Some of the things she shared were amazing
We expressed our sorrors and our good times
Her hospitally was always full of grace and centered around me
When I walked in she had a smile on her face
As I think back at the things we shared and the short time 
We had together it  brings tears to my eyes and sadens me 
She is gone now but I thank God for sending her to me 
and the joyful memories that we shared will last for a life time



Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | Narrative | |

Squirrel, What is a Friend

 
It was a green semi-dry oak leaf,
 last and youngest of the family.
 She did not want to fall
 as she stared at the heinous wind
 on a cold night in late fall

Maybe it was best to jump down,
 since it’s been long
 after her family bade farewell.
 “Oh loneliness!” she mused, “you’re unbearable”
 “I can not breath, nor can I smell”

Pretty soon, a squirreled showed up
 hungry but,gleeful.
 “Oh God! why do you look so scared?”
 he asked in all his mischievous curiosity
 She replied,”I’m an orphan,lonely and snared.”
 “Wind is treacherous and life is no fun any more.”

“No! don’t say that li’l leaflet.”
 “You are so fresh,but rookie,” said the squirrel,
 “You’ll have many friends in rest of your life”
 “What is a friend?” asked the leaf
 while her desire to learn was rife

“A friend is a warm hand,
 clutching your hand in depth of the storm…
 A friend is the one who cried
 once your heart writhed in pain,” said the squirrel
 The tiny leaf smiled as her tears dried

“So, do you feel my agony in my heart now?”
 “I truly do!” replied the squirrel
 Just then a gust pulled and drifted the leaf away
 The squirrel shed tears as repined
 while she yelled “Do not cry, squirrel!”
 “Now, at least I have a friend behind”


Details | Narrative | |

In memory of Bob

In memory of Bob
A true story.

It was in spring of two thousand when I first saw Bob. I’d just started working at Perth Dental hospital, and in fact it was my first day there. I walked up to the front door of this building, but it wasn’t yet opened. So I turned around and went to sit in the bus shelter which was just outside the building. As I went to sit down I noted a dark skinned gentleman sitting there with a happy, benign look on his face. He was about five feet eight give or take a little, and he was rather a thickset man who looked like he’d done his fair share of hard work in his sixty years or more.

     There was something about this Gentleman that I could not quite put my finger on. He had a certain charisma about him; not the phony kind of charisma that one seen in the car salesman or the philanderer who messes with women’s heads, no, Bob had a kind of friendly smile for everyone that he met, and he seemed to draw people into him with his love, and gigantic heart. I knew as soon as I met him that Bob was most definitely for me.

      As Bob looked at me and smiled, the whole world seemed to open up. He said “Ow ya  going mate” in a loud ebullient manner, then we started to chat. Bob was like myself, a thinker, and straight away we started philosophizing about this, that, and the other, and it was like we had known each other forever. Then all of a sudden I found Bob talking about death, and the difference in the way the Maori people faced death, compared to the rather the silly way us white folk look at the subject with great fear in our hearts. Now this had always interested me, and  somehow it just seemed natural to talk to this Maori gentlemen on this subject, and we spoke about it till the doors opened and it was time to work.

      I don’t think anything happens just by chance, and I definitely have this feeling that Bob and I were meant to meet, and I really think this was a major destiny thing. I have found during the course of my life,  that as I am aging, I can feel something pushing me into a certain direction, and I always felt that Bob was part of all this; and I had much to learn from him. Although I have never believed in organized religion, and never followed one I have always felt deeply spiritual, and I have met many people who I learned from, and Bob was most definitely one of them with all his great wisdom and patience. As I came to know Bob, we had many dialogues together, on many subjects. Bob used to love music and could always have time to plonk away on his guitar. He used to come round to my place and we would play songs together, though both he and I were no Eric Clapton’s, I would bang around on my guitar and play the harp, while we would both take out turns at singing. We’d have a smoke or a beer or two, and we’d play songs all day long,  ahhh, I remember those days well, the memories are so strong.

     Bob was one hell of a man, I could tell that he had been a wild one in his youth,
But when I knew him in his sixties he was an icon of wisdom and virtue; he had a kind word for everyone, and gave all his time to anybody who needed him, always.
He used to hear me waffling on like an idiot, trying to make him like me [as I always did] but never once did he tell me how foolish I was, he would just smile knowingly at me. He used to stand there at the window for hours, just drinking in the trees, or the clouds in the sky, and yet he was so aware, I used to try to sneak up on him; it couldn’t be done. His awareness was incredible.

     Then one day Bob fell ill with terminal cancer, and he knew that he had very little time left on this Earth. He lay there sick for days in intolerable pain,  but you never heard one complaint from him, even when he only had days to live, he was still worrying about the welfare of others. When the day finally come for Bob to leave his shell; he was lying there in deep sleep, when all of a sudden he woke up, with a smile on his face. His children asked him ‘Dad, do you want some pain killers” Bob laughed, compassion written all over his face, and he said to them ‘Not one of you has a clue, have you’ and he died with a big smile on his face.

   His daughter got in touch with me, and told me about his death, and also told me that his last wish was to have me watch his soul leave his body. I felt very honored about this and went and sat with his body [as Maoris do]. I got the most peaceful feeling come to me [which I presume was his spirit leaving his body] as I watched his silent body, a Mari war stick and a beautiful rose lay across his chest. I still see it, and I feel blessed by it. He was my Maori warrior, and I adored the man.
 


Details | Free verse | |

Does It Matter to You

One day you came to me
Does it matter to you if I come by to talk?
No, my friend, please come, we'll go for a walk
We shared ideas and we shared dreams
It was the best of times so it seemed

One day you came to me
Does it matter to you if I'm gay or straight?
No, my friend, be happy and celebrate!
I want you to be proud and stand tall
Just be true to yourself above it all

One day you came to me
Does it matter to you that I'm ill?
No, my friend, I'll stay with you still
I prayed to God for His goodwill
Bless him; give him strength to climb over this hill 

One day you came to me
Does it matter to you that I'm now dying?
No, my friend, if you don't mind if I stay with you crying?
Death will never break our bond apart
I love you, you'll always be in my heart.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Ballad | |

Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Poetic PRESCRIPTION:

                               NO REFILLS---Dr. P. Soupenstein
                               Rx *7563287      BEC 11/11/11      
Seems to me,
what you need 
for healing this condition...
is something real
you can feel
to ease this mean affliction

Patient please
accept from me
this poetry prescription:

      ( <_____PUSH & TURN_____> )

Take ONE positive poem
Read ORALLY 2 times BY MOUTH -----
Every 4-6 HOURS AS NEEDED for the pain 

Blues and belly aches will dissipate
resulting in healthy energy gains 

                  WARNING!!!
-Alcohol may intensify the effect of being drowsy 
attempting to read while operating machines... 
will cause you to drive lousy.


Details | Epitaph | |

That's Chuck, He's my Friend

What's that in your hand?. Let me see.. He said.
It's a picture; that`s Chuck; he is my friend... I said.
You pick your friends kinda young, don't you?... He said.
No, that was a long time ago. We were in college... I said.
I'd like to hear more about your pal Chuck... He said.

Okay... I met Chuck in New Paltz in `74... I said.
Oh, that's the pot smoking college, isn't it... He said.
Don't generalize, everyone's not the same... I said.
You're right. So tell me some more about Chuck... He said.
Okay, so you want the short version, or long one ... I said.
Whatever you like, I have plenty of time ... He said.

Well, this guy Chuck approaches me; he looks perplexed... I said.
So what was his issue. Why that look on his face... He said.
Chuck tells me "No one will stay with me in the room."... I said.
How odd is that? That doesn't make sense... He said.
You and I swing one way, Chuck swings the other. ... I said.
Now I see what the problem was; What did you do?... He said.
What do you think ? That doesn't bother me.... I said.

Hey, you want to hear a funny story? It's a side splitter... I said.
I've got time. I could use a good laugh right about now... He said.
Chuck had a 53 Schwinn bicycle, all chrome, red and white... I said.
You've got to be kidding me. I haven't seen one in years.... He said.
I'd hop on back. We`d go to town and chug down a few together... I said.
That's not funny. Where's the punchline? So what happened?... He said.
Well, one day Chuck failed a test and got super pissed off.... I said.
That's not funny either. You've got to do better than that.... He said.
He yanked on the handlebar so hard, he busted it clean in half... I said.
Wow ! Did they have "Funniest Home Videos" back then?... He said.

That's not all. We had so much fun together. There's more... I said.
Don't keep me in suspense. Lay it on me..... He said
There was this girl; unique with a special attribute.... I said.
What was so special? Three breasts instead of two?... He said.
No joke, her name was Madam Clittora! Enough said... I said.
I can't believe that. You gonna leave me hanging?... He said.

Anyway, shortly after that, I graduated. Chuck was younger.... I said.
So what happened to Chuck? Good friends keep in touch... He said.
We saw him two years later. We visited With his family, was nice... I said.
Ever see them again? You shouldn't desert a friend.... He said. 
You're right. But things don't always pan out... I said.
So what does that mean? You both seemed quite close.... He said.

I was married at the time with a lot of responsibilities... I said.
So that's no excuse. You should've kept in touch... He said.
After that, I didn't. Time changes things. Wasn't intentional.... I said.
So is there more to this story? There's got to be more... He said.
Oh, there is. Time moves on. 35 years later... I said.

It's 2010 and out of the blue, I think of my old pal Chuck... I said.
So you didn't forget him after all, but almost... He said.
It's a gamble, Chuck Drzal was in the phonebook; I called... I said.
Good for you. You took a chance, renewed a friendship... He said.
You're right. Just like old times. `74 again. What a feeling... I said.
So what happened next. Tell me quick, can't wait... He said.

We talked off and on, old times and new things; it was good... I said.
So it sounds like things are really working out for you guys... He said.
We saw Chuck, in the summertime; looked good for 52... I said.
Hey that's great news; Is there more to the story?... He said.

A little more... His friend died the day after we saw him... I said.
Oh, bummer. Sorry to hear that. How`s Chuck now?... He said.
Called him in November. His diamond ring was stolen... I said.
Wow ! That's a real downer. Did they catch the bastard?... He said
No !... I said.

There's got to be more than that. Call him since then?... He said..
Yeah... but... I called twice... he never answered the phone... I said.
Well, I hope you find out how he is doing?... He said.
I did. Saw his obit a few days ago. He died November 17th... I said.
 
 He looked at me. A tear rolled down his cheek... He said nothing..
I looked at him. Couldn't speak, all choked up.... I said nothing.
He looked at me. Gave me a hug, turned and walked away.
I yelled to the universe... "That's Chuck, he's my friend!"


Details | Ballad | |

Memorial for Cain

'They' tell me, now, A husky-mix dog won't stay. Tie 'em up, pen 'em, Or the neighbor's complain. So, I didn't even Look for another Cain. But let me tell you, My Cain dog was Husky. Silver and grey and a 'from the toenails' growl... But HE stayed, no chains. Small town, Oklahoma, no leash. Everybody knows everybody; me and Cain, Bicycle riding, summer days. Grandma Dugan waving, Mr. John Long tossing out soup bones, For Cain. "Yonder's thet Earli and her dawg." "Boy! Pur-D-hot! Wisht'id rain." "Wonder whar she's going 'ta noon?" Nap, doze, one more summer gone... But...so was Cain. "Hey Earlie? Thet you, girl?" "Whar's thet big white dawg?" "Oh yeah?" "Too bad." and "How'd he die?" "You don't hardly seem like Earli, Without thet white dog, Cain." Ten long, hard years and lots of road. But no white dog's shoulders To share the good times...or the pain, And...I don't hardly FEEL like Earli, Without my white dog, Cain.


Details | Rhyme | |

Dialogue of Souls


Best of friends, for countless years,
we had the best of times.
Now as my eyes are filled with tears,
your soul to Heaven climbs.
The path we take, not always clear,
I feel so lost without you here.
Your last words, prophetic now,
“I’ll be home soon”- you knew somehow.
You left me here, I’m so alone,
but I dreamed Heaven had a phone.
We talked all night, you fell asleep,
I held the line to hear you breathe…  

 

   Copyright © 2013


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








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My Story Telling Who is this Princes

The night air made her feel tired
As she looked out side all the fences were wired
In the distance she hears crowds yelling
As she was to young to know they were rebelling
Father she asked where are we going?
Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking

Mother yelled in the night air
Father gave out a blank stare
They yelled run my princess run as far as you can
As that moment past her little feet pushed off and she ran
She ran to the nearest bushes and crawled into it to hide
She never smelled the air before as if someone just had died

As she lay on the ground under a bush she heard 
A loud yell in the distance almost to absurd
My name is Angelica, I am just a young girl who does not know 
Angelica just wants to live her life with help to grow
Angelica did not know what just happened she notice a figure in the distance
A little person just like her, a strong but gentle presence

Angelica saw the people who were shouting run off toward the voice
She was scared and she knew that she had to make a choice
Angelica fragile state was so confused and lost
She knew it will take burden on her at a cost
But in that moment of quietness a young but strong voice called out
Can you trust me just because? will you come with me with no doubt

My Story Telling  Together In A Strange World


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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay



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'I felt it too'


I sometimes still picture you Laying there Not saying a word Just staring at me You said so much in that few minutes Not sure if you ever realised it You said things with your eyes We were both, Too scared to admit Neither of us uttered a word - Just the understanding of a love shared There is only one thing I would like to add to that night Just the words “Yep I feel it too” The chemistry The love Uncomplicated And yet it meant the world Our alone time will always be treasured, I know you're still with me Just not physically But I do feel your presence In the music The weird things and times That reminds me of you… Our time was short together, But we had the best of times Without a label being attached I still want you to know “Yep I felt it too”
Written by Wilma N. Neels Dedicated to a dear friend that passed away on my birthday on 25 December 2006 060920111445


Details | I do not know? | |

Love

You rest your head upon my hands
And look up into my eyes
A gaze so crazed and wild, I see
Too much life in a dying child.
Half your body isn’t there,
Only half your mind is left,
And yet you find the strength to say,
“Hey there, friend, do not let this be the end,
Forgive, but don’t forget, go on, grow up, you’ll be perfect.”

Still alive, you bleed a river red
Through the cracks of the pavement,
And say upon your dying breath,
”Roses will grow between these walls;
We’ll make a garden from our cell,
we’ll make a heaven from this hell. ”

And I know, I understand,
We are but a grain of sand,
Slipping through the hands of time,
But for whatever twisted reason,
You must have been ahead in line.
In this world of lies and treason,
You’re robbed of your chance to shine,
So I’ll take it, and I’ll make it mine,
And be a light that’s twice as bright,
Find the faith and will to fight,
On scale small or magnified,
A better world, or a single smile,
Either would have made you proud.

You may have died, but inside,
I feel your energy divine,
And if for no one, then for you,
I’ll be glad that I survived,
Take this life and make things right,
If for no one, then for you.
You live in me, and I still thrive,
On the courage, hope you left behind,
In that single flash when I
Saw the reflection in your eyes.
The universe had unified,
Love, love, love, love.

Sarajevo, 1994.


Details | Free verse | |

Gene, Gene, the Singing Machine

(in memoriam, Eugene Lawler, d. January 29, 2012, aged 83 years)

--- Note:  "The singing machine" is a not so tongue-in-cheek reference to Gene and his penchant for singing whenever and wherever he wished, as well as to his karaoke
equipment and his nickname at bars that featured karaoke nights. ---


You fancied yourself a singer,
and indeed you were.
What songs we heard from you
you had made your own,
and you gave them freely
to all who would listen
(though we were just a few
who were, at times, inattentive.)
Time and remembrance may color
the images you left behind,
and the sentimental songs
you sang (and scribed on silver disks 
for us to hear when, and if, we will)
may prod us to recall
your willful, dour demeanor
which could bloom into benevolence
or darken further in stormy sneers
at tardiness, or at perceived
maltreatment of any sort.
You were your own arbiter of behavior
who kept before you expectations
of what was appropriate, for yourself
and for us, the others of your kind.
We were few (still fewer now),
who flocked together on occasion
to celebrate, in quiet fashion,
whatever anniversary we chose --
perhaps your passing date
will become another to be marked.
And your voice, reproduced mechanically,
amplified, may remind us of our loss,
and of yours.  


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GONE

What I let go, I seek
Not the thing rather
its substance
Like the light of fire or 
the hope it brights

What I let go, I seek
Not the fame rather 
acknowledging my existence
Like the jewel golden or 
the rich yellow shine

What I let go, I seek
Not the brawl rather
the chant of a Victor
Like Ali's ''KO'' shot or
the raw brunt of strength

What I let go, I seek
Not love rather
a friend, One to trust
and care for unto death
Like nothing,
just a True Friend

What I let go, I seek
That is You.

©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah


Details | Rhyme | |

Gone Fishing Part One

They launched at dawn, Jim and his mate,
both men unaware of their mutual fate.
The boat was small, the sea was calm,
and neither of them foresaw any harm.

This was something both had done,
at the rising of the sun
on many, many previous days,
they'd sailed out into the haze.

This time it seemed just the same,
the weather was mild, the wind was tame,
though neither of these good friends could know,
just how this trip was destined to go.

Before they left home they checked the weather,
the forecast was fine, and they laughed together,
because today was perfect for their trip,
so they headed down to the launching slip.

At last they were headed out to sea,
for this much anticipated fishing spree,
all bait and tackle at the ready,
their progress out at first was steady.

About six miles out from their home port,
lies a mark from which they had caught,
a lot of fish, over lots of years,
but back on shore there would soon be tears.

At three miles out, suddenly,
a thick mist rolled across the sea,
and rapidly they were so fogbound,
that they feared they would never be found.

Their boat was fine in sight of land,
but lost in fog, they'd never planned,
for such an eventuality,
blind with no compass, miles out at sea.


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Deliverance

In wait of deliverance, life lingers ahead
Oblivious of what might lay instead
Impaled, in pain, in agonizing strain
Bereft of peace, life persists to drain

With desires unquenched, a life yet to be cherished
On the threshold of sanity, only nearly but perished
No want to live, no desire to die
The matter at hand was just to get by

Striving, as I must, to get through this moment
A savage ordeal of relentless torment
En route to oblivion, my eyes behold
The aura, valor, unseen, untold

To grant me salvation, my savior has come
The daunting magnificence, seen paralleled by none
A relief, to me, is the sight of my death
For conclusion to misery has finally cometh

With the shore of life now drifting away
To you, dear one, I have this to say
I do not ask you to mark my grave
To be remembered, my friend, is all that I crave

By M. Hussain Effendi


Details | Lyric | |

Soup

Findings of friends in this hot soup
Steamy weather, a pigeons coop
Lean on my eyeballs
Ill SEE What I can do?
before the sky Falls in on YOU


Details | Senryu | |

Tombstone - Like The Four Horsemen

they walked along
weathered, carrying their guns;
like the four horsemen…

down to the O.K.
guns blazing, bullets flying;
smoke clears, the strong stand…


Details | Haiku | |

This will be my FINAL poem on the Soup

no more Soup for me all of YOU have pissed me off April Fools Suckers
JSLambert ~ This is the fabulous "Prankster Haiku" Haiku from the Heart Contest ~This is not your average Haiku. But I am not yir' average Joseph, for my "Prankster Haiku" form is highly Ex-plosiPH! Ya' DiGG?


Details | Free verse | |

Cuddle Babies Replay Memory

I remember the day Trixie died,
Sinbad staring out upon her grave.
No crying, just day after day, homage.

I couldn’t stand seeing the pain,
Nothing I did, petting, holding,
Could bring him away from the grave.

So down to the pet store I drove
Hoping for a partner to please
And found a pair of cuddles, babies

Arms wrapped together in play
One black one orange which should it be?
Orange like Sinbad or black?

But how could I take one from another
Leave another hole, so black and orange
Babies two, drew Sinbad back over

To sleep the peaceful sleep of cuddles
Warmth from another, held like a mother
Or held like a father, Sinbad was mine

Once more we could live in happy cheer
Death deserted from our midst
When the wonder of youth appeared.


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My Teacher



            ********

The Lord is My teacher
He Shepherds Me to the Path
He takes' all my worry away!
           --------
He Shines the path to the Light
He also, help's Me to sleep at night
           --------
My fear's are of a need to cry
Yet, and still He severs' My fears'
And tempests My Soul
As My blood suddenly began
To run Cold
            --------
He severs' My Soul
When I am confound in Lost
He subjugates' My past
       And makes life a
Meaningful wonder task
And I did not have to ask?
            --------
He keeps' Me from strife
Deceit and plunder
            --------
He sub-side all of My feelings'
And this is no wonder...
            --------
Even though He had carried
His Cross on His own
He never forsake Me
He never left Me alone
           - Fore -
I am but one of His legion
And He was but,
The One and only begotten Son
He was the baby Child Jesus
The Lord and Holy One!
I shall treasure Him
Threw out the day's of my life!


                    GF


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Cancer

Who is there? Come in and sit with me. 
I welcome you to my home. 
Why do I welcome you so? 
You are hated, feared, attacked and fired upon, 
treated as a foreigner poised to take a land that is not yours. 

Are you death? “No!” Are you a messenger of death? “No!” 
Are you a friend, a companion who comes to travel with me? 
Why have you come to me? 
Was it something I did? Has my family sent you? 

Please leave me! I have not asked to be tortured. 
You will walk with me until the end of my days? 
I will embrace you as my friend. 
You will be there when others have left me or when they can no longer walk with me… 
You are not an angel of death but in disguise an angel of life… 
You will take my body to the grave, but my spirit to heaven… 
To you my friend I owe my life… You have never been welcomed. 
I not only welcome you my friend… 
I embrace you and the news you bring. 

With out you life would become tedious and dull. 
You break up the monotony of repetition. 
When others have turned away as if I have done something unforgivable, 
you embrace me little by little. I will not fight you. 
I will not attempt to poison you! 

No… I say! 
Do not take from me this my friend… 
My friend knows the path I travel. 
My friend will walk with me until I walk no more. 
And my friend will lay me down and fold my hands across my chest. 

Don’t weep for me. 
I have reached my destination. 
My friend traveled with me and when I fell… my friend was there. 
My companion until the end… 
and he asks nothing of me for I give willingly.


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Peace Is Needed For Pete's Sake

Imagine children waking up to bombs and sirens in the night.
Parents calming their children's screams of fright.
Rockets bursting in air.
People fleeing their homes, cries of anguish in their voices.

Violence, suffering, dying, too much-
Children homeless, parentless, living on streets.
Peace is needed for Pete's sake.

Politics, religion, race, and greed-
People world wide open your eyes.
We're destroying our human race.

Allow the children to hear laughter again.
Laying their heads on a love one's lap,
Lifting fears and giving them hope
A brighter future for man, woman and child.
Is that asking for too much?

Nothing but destruction in minds of many.
Stop, stop destroying humankind.
Find peace and heal in time.


Details | Elegy | |

Little Girls Heidi

This day we free you from pain
Soulful companionship you gave.
Eyes of love looked over my disdain.
Tail of happiness wagged with rave.

Dalmatian your breed, with a loving creed,
Named, Heidi, in youth with innocent face,
Growing beautifully as a spotted breed,
You gave us love, we could never replace.

Mourn thee for a while, and then moved by style.
You loved me, now thee is free.
I have no denial, thou has heavenly compile.
We shall love thee, beyond eternity.


date 11-07-2013


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Eternal

My love, what shall you leave me with tonight? What words are there to mend my broken heart? Will our love be repaired with morning light, Oh, or will nightfall be our last depart? My darling, sha'nt I leave you without this, My eternal promise of love to you How could you pull apart this final kiss? Don't let such love fade, whilst such lovely hue So, before you give your final goodbye, And your anger and hate bury your love Remember what wishes, and dreams, will die And the future that we had spoken of So, I'll remind you with my final breath, My eternal love is as strong as death


Details | Alliteration | |

can't hide from war

army, bunking buds
good days, drowning deep before my eyes
never to sleep a sleepless night again
God resting every sobbing soul,
His head up high, 
like a horseshoe hanging low, 
I remain, lucky!
falling wounds, under my dearest darkest days
no where to go and hide 
 Death will find me soon,


Details | Ballad | |

Isolation

How can I tell you?
I can't stay with you.

Neither I can give up on you.
Fear of losing you is losing me.
It feels like slow death every night.

But we are just stuck in our spaces!
Unable to connect from two feet distance.


Details | I do not know? | |

the girl i never knew

we thought she had evrything she could wish for
because she never complained,  never wanted more
she was a girl with a great style
she was a girl with the beggest smile
we thought she had the perfect life
while she was busy cutting her wrists with a knife

she went to church every sunday
she celebrated every christian holiday
if you had problems she was there
everybody wanted to befriend her
we thought her life was filled with fun
until the day she ended it with a gun

this is a story of a girl we'll never get to know
a story of a love we can never have a chance to show
if only we hadn't been so blind
if only she had told us what was in her mind
but "if only" doesn't help, what a shame
now we realise we didn't even know her name


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Single Kisses

Focused on you, a wild demons stare
 With a motion it happens
 A emotion flattens
 As you fall beneath a demons glare
 
He notices most things that happen
 Might even pick the clothes you wear
 Believe it or not he really does care
 Knows whats best and helps me get there
 
To perfection the performance blacken when he's scared
 Things fall apart if he's not helping me be prepaired
 Guidence and experience for me his mare
 Sometimes I wonder what it would be like without a demon here
 
He loves positive reactions with greatness and flair
 And how people love me after he dares
 Carefully he holds me through a very small tear
 Me I guess I am getting used to, just hangin round rare 


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Rest in Peace, Dear Friend

Flowers wilt
Dead carcasses are buried
Loved ones mourn

Rest in peace,
Your life on earth is no more…
Farewell, friend


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Warrior

His armor shines in the sun, 
His eyes glint with ocean blue,
His sword is at his side,
And his shield upon his back,
A tear rolls down his cheek.
 
His mind is filled with thoughts of love,
 Thoughts of war,
 And thoughts of hate,
And a tear rolls down his cheek.
 
Like a loyal soldier,
 When the horns are blasted load,
A kings soldier onward as he goes,
As he marches into war, 
A tear rolls down his cheek.
 
 
He charges into battle,
Determination in his eyes, 
And in the end the battle won, 
The loss is only great.
 
But for the battered warrior,
 This battle isn’t over,
He rents his clothes,
He screams and curses,
For at his feet lay his friend,
 With an arrow in his chest
 
 The glowing sun glints off his armor,
His sword is sheathed at his side, 
His shield upon his back,
And encrusted upon his shield a blood red cross,
 the cross of a fallen friend. 


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Death Of A Believer

        DEATH OF A BELIEVER
The death of soul steals slowly through the years
the fog of mind that's never known to be;
brought on by laughter, love, and hate and tears
the fate of all that few can ever see.

It brings the withering of life, and all its leaves,
once green and shining in the morning sun,
now setting on it all, in evening grieves
for lack of interest in what life has done.

Compassion leaves the mind, once fired and prime
and old and tired now beats the heart we knew
life now mundaned by passing of all time,
there's nothing left the heart would like to do.

     Old man, you're numbered to your final breath
      and no one cares for all your sweat and tears,
    your rest is not until it's done in death,
      but keep the faith in what you've done for years.
            © ron wilson


Details | Free verse | |

The Strand

This expanse of land has seen things. 
Things all of us can only see in dreams.
It's seen war, it's gotten it's fair share of scars.
Bombs bursting, bullets throwing sand into the air like it's a volleyball tournament.
The sand running red with blood silently mocking our arteries.

This magnificent stretch of land has seen heroes' tears fall; dropping to their knees while sadness envelopes their fallen brothers but also looking up to their beloved whilst carrying a ring in their hand. 

It's seen bright days, the sun glimmering over wet sand, footprints of past loves being washed away as the sun smacks the horizon. 

This expanse of land...has seen things we can only imagine.

T.K


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A withered soul.

White lines sit ever so vertical;
Upon a tarnished glass
A razor engraves the surface
As though it were the last.
With every line a story told
of a broken life. Up your nose you
feel relief. In a wonderland you explore.
No sence do you make. 
Yet you always want more.
On a stone a story told;
Like the glass you scrap.
Here lies a withered soul.
Because of the choices that she made.
Goodbye my friend.


Details | Free verse | |

Glimmers of hope

The candles we light in honor of your name
Reflect the brightness you gave to our lives
Burn away at the darker side surrounding
Giving way to freedom's path for your spirit
Helping bring healing to the hearts that miss you
Binding you in mind, faith and prayer
So your memory can live on and bring comfort
To those that walk in hope, with you beside them


Details | Lyric | |

Goodbye

Remembering all the things we used to share
things we used to do together
when we were one
crumbling like buring leaves
glue couldnt put them back together
words he used to speak
the air that filled my lungs
Heart beating faster with every word
the feeling disapeared the night it all went wrong
nothing but guilt and tears filled my eyes
praying that the devil would make me yours
and youll be mine again
nothing more is left to say but the word we all fear
Goodbye


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The Grieving Process

Graves of old, like blistering souls do hesitantly stare While tears like reflective mirrors crawl down my cheek so fair Hardly are these bodies buried, but merely gently carried... to Your heart: up there I ask myself in loneliness, "Can" You relive them again? The question still addressed, "we" can forever cry, my Friend For love omits a flame of hope, "let" no one with loss have fear Only allow You to envelope "them" with streams of your heavenly tear With Your power let the dead "Rest" and let us live ones too! Remove the fear and the dread "in" the souls of the living that rue Tell me, will our hearts find "peace?" ...will the Grieving Process cease?
Written by Laura Elizabeth Breidenthal For HGarvey Daniel Esquire's MIDDLE OF THE ROAD Poetry Contest <3


Details | Blank verse | |

Bloody Observance

We fight this war as enemies
Yet if we threw away are weapons
We could be the best of friends
We would never know

We fight on impulse
With a fear of slaughter and pain
We came face to face
We did not speak
Only our fears fought  

I now stand above you
Then kneel and close your eyes
I have killed you
I search your pockets and find a photograph
It’s of your mother, wife and children
It’s wet
I look closely and see tears 
Streaming from their eyes
I fall and weep in victory

We were only boys 
Who wanted to laugh and play
And stay alive
Only boys


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Scarlet Moons and Indian Suns

Written August 29, 2013


She could have had my son
As we'd spell our names as one
On scattered ocean shores
Beneath that Indian sun

I loved my ma
And I loved her well
I loved my pa
And that musty smell

I hope to see them some day soon
I hope to see them smiling too
This Earth they left a bit too soon
Much thanks unto the scarlet moon

Some day well all be joined as one
Under scarlet moons and Indian suns

I love my family
How I miss this feeling
Of constant embrace
Awaiting at my feet

So come and pray for rain
To wash away our pain
Before the winter stains
What autumn left to drain

I hope to see them some day soon
I hope to see them smiling too
This Earth they left a bit too soon
Much thanks unto the scarlet moon

Some day well all be joined as one
Under scarlet moons and Indian suns


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MY LAST BREATHE

MY LAST BREATHE !!!

U have gone too far indeed
But My love for U still possess the same creed

U were the one to grow in Me the love seed
Which grown into a beautiful plant breed

U were the one who did a great deed
To change My life and give it a new lead

U were the one who provided the care I need
By facing the problems which M required to be freed

U took burden of keeping Me away from unwanted weed
And in turn just wanted My love as a feed
 
Won’t forgive U God for the tears I bleed
U took her away from Me, against my plead

Dear,
I would always preserve Ur memories and love beneath 
A sheath
And would love U always until I breathe 
MY LAST BREATHE  !!!


--------YASHU


Details | Elegy | |

Evangelist Don L Crowder

Black face preacher boy smiling, Pittsburgh black boy
Come snow white all my sins away
Come ladle and spoon the church Jehovah's joy
Come altar me to kneel and pray
Black face boy, jumping up and down in glory
From end to end of dais yearning to jump the cage
Pulpit acting like a stage, I feel the kingdom rage
In the follicles of flesh,  tell sin's story
Bring back the flock, O, Jesus saves
Bring back the word cross the blue waves.

O but my black face preacher friend is silent
Face skyward and no word is said
And in my heart, memory makes lament
Donald Leroy Crowder is dead.
From 1925 to now is long, long walk 
A long walk for a black child, all the way to Canaan's home
And everywhere a truth seed grows in some fertile loam
And I too out of it, a full flaming stalk
But when church is full the silence
Is sorrows secret evidence.

Black face preacher boy smiling, lighting the word
In dark hearts and twisted places
I tell them do not cry, there's more to be heard
Waiting for the morning, traces
Of sorrow swept away, waiting for the dawn
To come singing, you and that choir, and the angels winging
Silence, the black boy salvation in white rejoicing
O let the glory come, come dawn
O Christ again, come jubilee
O grave be glad and set us free.


Details | I do not know? | |

From Then To Now

Hand in hand we walked 
together into Reception
Nothing could stop us and 
together we were three
James and I LARP-ed Doctor 
Who for fun
We talked and laughed for 
hours
Because no stress was in our 
way
Anna and I smiled and laughed
And jumped on our bouncy 
castle
With nothing dividing us.

Side by side we walked 
together into Year 6
Some stranger stopped them to 
talk and broken we were alone
James and I talked about 
Doctor Who for fun
And we talked and kissed for 
hours
But misunderstanding broke us 
up
Anna and I still smiled and 
laughed
And joked about our bouncy 
castle
But secondary school was going 
to divide us.

With no one there I walked 
alone into Year 7
And a stranger became my 
friend and together we were 
two
Violet and I both loved Doctor 
Who
And James found Dominic
So James and I talked for mere 
minutes
And school started pulling us 
apart
Anna and I still laughed and 
smiled
Still promising to be friends 
Never letting it divide us

Suffocating and drowning I 
walked into Year 9
Hating how I was and feeling 
alone
Katie and Chloe were so pretty
And Violet so funny and all 
were better than me
James and I hardly talked or 
saw each other
But we still made the most of 
our friendship
As we were like family, stress 
couldn’t break us apart
Anna and I laughed but I did 
not smile genuinely
Because the bouncy castle was 
long gone
And our schools were beginning 
to divide us

Dead yet breathing I stand 
right now
And I hate who am I and every 
single detail
Fights broke us up and pulled 
us apart
So I can feel Katie, Violet and 
Chloe
Falling further out my reach
James moved house to a place 
unknown
And blamed me for never 
talking to him
But really it was because of my 
ex who was a girl
It was for something beyond 
my control
Anna and I were still friends; 
only by a thread
As she did not know about me
And how school broke me apart

So this is me now; I’m all alone
No longer the smiling young girl 
of reception
The only person talking to me 
is me
And the voice in side my head
You see; they all left me and 
always will
So now the only call I answer
Is that of my blades
And the darkness
That is constantly
Pulling me
Down


Details | Clerihew | |

My constant mirror

My constant mirror from heaven, 
On earth and in the sea,
Only you can be;
But can you see yourself in my poetry? 


Details | I do not know? | |

My Friend

To walk a path and not understand the hurt or destruction one causes to loved ones and friends,,,,the endless nights worrying- wondering -anticipating the outcome for those trends...

 Looking in the eyes of a soldier laid to rest brings no reason nor answer for these justices we uphold,, for yet these same laws r the reason my friend stay so distant and cold....

 Once thought we would take the world by ease or a brutal storm,,,, I'm left here to remember those plans myself with my heart in hand and a mind all torn....

 You were a man of many depths and attributes unlike I known in my life,,, I only hope to fulfill your strength for success in these troubling times I find hard and strife.....

 I ask the creator to give you a paradise bountiful with no means to end,,,, you've earned your place amongst the greats ill always know your close around me friend....


Details | Ballad | |

William part 1

I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World , from color to sex 

To me it has always been the soul , the person inside 
For one that is shallow will not experience life in true blessing 

William my friend was African American , he was fun and personality full of 'I am here "
William was Gay , William disowned , William called "A queer "

Well this is a lesson for all to know
God does not care what color , but the heart , what color it shows .

I had left my 1st Husband , with 2 children I had to support .
I was depressed , felt alone in the civilian World of a sort 

For when I got to Monterey bay , I was on a Military base 
Very shy and recluse , not leaving the perimeter of the land 
I opened such a big door when I left that abusive Man 

I had the tiniest apartment with 2 little rooms , probably 550 sq. feet I presume .
I will never for get the night He came to my door , William ," Girl, lets go dancing 
Let's go explore ! He called me 'The platinum Blonde "

We went out together and danced , he was amazing ! William energized any room . He Lit it Up ! 
For he had something inside his beautiful soul , no money could buy, nor silver or gold.

Well years went by in Monterey bay , I had fallen in love with a man , Lost so much time .

Time went by , after the man broke my heart ,I remember "where is William "
I missed something that lies  deep in my heart . The true Love and friendship of he I craved .

Now this story is long so go to  "William part 2  "be patient , be brave .


Details | Free verse | |

Farewell My Friend

I remember the days that we
spent together in my pursuit to
further my knowledge, you as 
my mentor and I as your pupil.

Down through the years we have
had more then just a teacher and
pupil relationship, we became the
very best of friends.

I watched your hair turn grey and then
you watched mine, sadly I received
news today coming from afar that you have 
gone on your final journey and we 
shall never have those long academic
discussions ever again.

Such news that greeted me gave me
such a heavy heart and tears in my 
eyes, for I know I shall never see
my dear friend again.

I will forever cherish the fond memories 
of the past years we had shared and
our friendship and reminisce on all the 
good times for those will always be
with me.

You will always have a very special
place in my heart, my mentor and
my dear friend always.
A friend that shared my life.


Note: Farewell to Klaus Goebel, ING (Radio Engineer), Neu-Isenburg, Germany ~ may you rest in peace old friend.

4th July, 2012 (c) 


Details | Ballad | |

Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | Classicism | |

Only Death Can Tear Us Apart

Your always in my heart & head,
 I still can't believe ur dead. We may
be miles & miles apart 
but I feel ur still close because I keep you 
always in my heart, 
Death was the only thing that could ever
keep us apart.


Details | Rhyme | |

Overcoming The Tragedy

You left i cried
im lost inside
this pain i gain
tears fall like rain
it hurts it cuts
i miss you so much
three years have passed
im suffering atlast
realizing my pain out of no where it just hit me
wishing everyday that you'll come back to earth to get me
but your never comming back
and they'll never see me smile
due to all the love i lack
i wont be happy for awhile.


-Spencer Coggsdale     dedicated to Roxanne Lynnette


Details | Than-Bauk | |

My Inner BOSS

Take my hand and walk with me, 
ill show you side of a world that you never seen. 
Ill show you where its ends meat and where gangsters meet,
this is where all the goons come out to play and steal the street. 

No one goes into my hood,
we done really care for you angry mood.
Music will blare everywhere around out street,
it's always dark and you cant see anything but peoples feet.

Your eyes open up so wide and a smile appears on your face,
you tell me you love this part of my village, and your heart stands no chance.
You ask me if you can stay with me and i answer, "ill need some more protection for you,
and make it seem like i had nothing to do.

It is my hood, don't get me wrong, i protect what i love with all my heart,
even if it means to kill one of my own demons for you, and put you as the start.
You walk me out to the streets where every one is dancing to the blaring music, to give me another chance,
we walk out onto the floor and begin to move your body in a way i never seen before, than you lean to me and ask, "would you like to dance"?



Dedicated to: Esther Baleva! 
PS: My one and only Angel. I Love Her!


Details | Personification | |

Pessimistic Love

Love is
the morning dew...
lurking, looming
effervescent
enigmatic
...burned
...gone


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Bonding with a Stranger

I bonded with a stranger today.
It was at the airport in Honolulu.
I was waiting for my flight to be
called. I thought, I better take
advantage of these spare minutes and
visit the ladies room one last time.
When I entered through the restroom
doorway I heard someone sobbing.
There sitting at one end of an orange
covered couch was a slender Japanese
young lady. I felt an immediate need
to comfort her. I said in my kindest
voice "can I help you? What is wrong"?

She said in her broken English that her
mother had just died and she was
going to her funeral. She cupped her
face in both her hands, rocking herself:
her tears dropping onto her lap. I felt
compelled to sit down beside her
and I began to offer words I hoped
would comfort her. I put my arm around
her shoulders and lightly rubbed
her back. I said, your mother is not
dead. Her spirit is still alive. It is only
her body that is no longer here. You
can still talk to her and she will hear you.

She loves you and she is watching over you.
I related how I had recently lost my
mother and how I still talk to her, and
that I feel she hears me. I heard my
flight number being called over the
speakers in the restroom. I said a silent
prayer to help her cope with the pain of
her loss. I gave this dear stranger a hug
and asked her if she would be alright
because I had to leave. She shook her
head yes and I rose to leave with tears
in my eyes. Yes, I feel I really bonded
with a stranger today, and she with me.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Seasons in the Sun

We used to be young, and dreams where free
We used to wish for love, and run without a care
And now the seasons change so fast
The leaves they fall, they never last

We had our wine, we had good times
The days of spring, filled the air
Love was young, and filled our hearts
We had are dreams, seasons in the sun

We used to dance, pretty girls at the fair
Under starry nights, we reached for the moon
Now is time to say good bye
Think of me, times end too soon

The flowers will bloom, and hearts will always weep
But I have run out of seasons, run out of time
Too much wine, I leave lost hopes, nothing left to keep
We shared good times, and now the seasons have all gone

I was dressed in black, for this last dance 
I drank from the glass of love for a final time
Prey for me, as I fade away
Our memories linger, as the children play


Details | Ballad | |

Corpse Bride

The braeþ of lyf -- I've Learned to fear
Though, ta'en it was, so long sinsyne
I've wroot my song of skreighs
He tore the lyf out of me
In sooth did she speke this to me - Cassandra was she to me
Wistful - I am no bride to be
Wistful - is this soliloquy of skreighs

I cede to thee, deathly colleen 
Though remains - façades of humanity 
Angel kind - wicce of my welkin dreams
Casted by the lote of she
Ta'en the hollow Herefro way - ne'er!
Caught with twain
W'ie or swain

Angel dearest so fair - love does not share
Seemed a crux, when eath is lone
I rose for thee - cede all of thy love to me
Or was this not meant to be
Eros's deceit 
So wistful - corpse bride I remain to be


Details | Free verse | |

The Old Blue Chair

The big, old chair
smelled of dust and food and sweat.
Full of peanut shells, dog hair and
spider webs, I set it out on the curb with a 
FREE sign on it.

Tim, who took his own life last year,
bought it during one of his
visits to my little town. 
He needed a chair he could
sleep in.  He was no longer able to sleep 
laying down.

Tim's VISITING chair
came from the local
store that has a perpetual SALE sign
painted on their window
in giant, orange, gaudy script. 
Overpriced, low-end
furniture, but free delivery.

I wrestled the chair from the living
room and drug it to the curb
in the rain. 
It was gone in three days when
the person made sure 
no one was watching
and took it away, 
soaking wet,
to its new home.

Tim and the chair
had things in common.  
Both were too large 
and
both grew 
too uncomfortable
after a time.


Details | Lyric | |

UNFOLD

The pain of change as it unfolds
Is oft a tale that stays untold
What is seen is a whole creature
not deep holes in the feature
nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt

It all begins with a soft kiss
He is walking with a false bliss
Only following in paw prints
But the nature of mom's lips
Is to rob him of all innocence

Trapped in warm spindles of fear
A wrapped life form kindles in here
Four years bound to shingles of moss
Time to leave this life of sloths
Break free like that of a moth
and Rise again like Christ on the cross


Details | I do not know? | |

Hero

You were my hero
and you weren't even perfect.
but you're my hero.


Details | Rhyme | |

Free Bird

<                             "Hark" the Herald Angels begin to sing
                 "Jesus"patiently awaits so her children can say their last goodbyes
                       Cancer is the one thing she will not have to bring
                            For she earned her wings and is now free to fly 



Entry For 
Carolyn Devonshire's
 Perception Of Heaven's Contest
G.L. All



RIP Mama
{1934-2005}


Details | Free verse | |

Ons almal sterf alleen

'n Oomblik waardig van afsondering
'n Vreemdeling nie deur ander gesien
Is ons die verlate?
Is ons die verlater?
Lewe in die nag om sy wreedheid te skuil
Hul gesigte belig die skerms
Die rykes maak geld uit dié oorlog
Die sterftesyfer styg
Nog 'n verraaier
Die leuenaar, die patriot
Hoeveel leuens, hoeveel sterftes
Afgemaai soos 'n lam wat geslag word
Nog 'n spook vir jou verlede
Nog 'n gelowige, nog 'n slagoffer
Ken nie die pad van die tou na die vloer
Kyk in die gesig van die wat jou verraai
Jy is die gejagte, die slagoffer, die prooi en die vervalle
Ons sterf almal alleen.


Details | Free verse | |

bejewell the dying elephant

i bejewell dying elephants,
scrape the mire from tired pillar feet
wash away the gray
reveal the soul satin pink...again
i rub their tired tusks
scrub away the stained grooves
shade great wild eyes 
from scavenger sun

i have no use for the strong at its peak
or haughty in its prime,
it's tiresome sparring with Mr. Jones
because he has more time than i
to kiss the hedges and keep his trim in line

yes, i'm a good down friend
but those days are at an end
because down 
can only bring you down
or at best break even
and i need to get up
before somebody shades my eyes from death... 
i bejewell dying elephants


Details | Free verse | |

Goldfish in Heaven

It was a little cold this morning.
Colder this morning
than any other so far this year. 
Of course every day this year seems
colder than any year before.

It’s October now.
It’ll be my birthday soon.
I’ll be eighty-four… or twelve.
I guess it all depends on who’s counting. 

My best friends came to visit me today.
We spent some time in the backyard
just enjoying one another’s company.
They seemed a little distant…
maybe sad, even.
They did their best to hide it from me,
but I could tell. 

After a time of laughter,
love and hidden tears,
my best friend asked
if I wanted to go for a ride.

Never one to turn down an adventure,
I gladly accepted.

The wind in the truck
was more than I have been used to.
God how it made my bones ache.
But it was nice to be out.
It had been quite a while
since my last outing.
When we arrived at the lake
my friend could tell how bad I hurt,
so he helped me out of the truck.

My best friend and I walked a ways
and I could feel the sadness in him
coming to the surface.
But he didn't seem to want to talk about it.
I figured I’d just let him talk about it
if he wanted.
I wasn’t going to pressure him.

He just put his hand on my back
and told me he loved me.

Then he said he had something for me
as he tussled the hair on my head.
He pulled a bag of Goldfish Crackers
out of his pocket
and offered me some.
God knows I love Goldfish Crackers.
I smiled at him and thanked him.
I never eat them one at a time.
I always eat them by the mouthful.
Today was no different.

After my second helping
I glanced at my friend once more.
I swear he knew exactly what I was thinking.
I have no doubt how much he loves me...
I just wish I could tell him
how much I love him. 

I glanced down at the remaining crackers
and as I began to eat them I was secretly hoping
that more might magically appear before me.

As I did, I heard a sound. 
A sharp sound.
As much in the distance
as right above me.

I guess it was the sound that
Goldfish Crackers make
when more
magically appear before you.
Because there they were.

And here they are. 

I could eat Goldfish Crackers forever.
I wonder if there are Goldfish Crackers in Heaven.

~Sarah


©2010, R. Erin Lenth

=====================================

I wrote this poem late in the evening after I put Sarah, my faithful Labrador 
Retriever,  down.


Details | Rhyme | |

Dark Side Of Love

He used to be so fun and happy
Now he seems so sad and angry
He never seems to smile anymore
I’ve never seen him this way before
I just want my old friend back
The one who could always make me laugh

It only got worse as time went on
It was then I knew my old friend was gone
He started to get far and distant
I tried, but I couldn’t make sense of it
I started to wonder what went wrong
Was it something that could be undone?

I can see the evil gleam in his eyes
It’s all part of his journey to the dark side
Looking back I can’t help but feel it’s all my fault
Even thought it was his own choice to join the cult
I know there’s no one to blame
And in the end he couldn’t be tamed


Details | I do not know? | |

That Place

A birth ends, another begins.

All is remembered, all is forgotten.


From struggle to splendour, from feeble to forever.

All is remembered, all is forgotten.


Will we learn today

From all whom have, the path, lay.

Will we turn the clocks of yesterday

And have it another way.


To learn to forget,

To learn to remember.

To strive only for That Place,

Where all is remembered, all is forgotten.



(In memory of R. R., 1986-2009)


Details | Couplet | |

A TEA PARTY OF TEARS

                                                        .THE TEA PARTY OF TEARS
                               
                              ."Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key..."
         
                                                        .A tea party for just us two.
                                                        Bestfriends are me and you.
                                                  In church is when first we met as kids.
                                                 Always together no matter what we did.
                                                  We had good times through the years.
                                                  So much laughter and not many tears.
                                                      I'll keep you in my heart forever.
                                                    Bestfriends will always be together.
                                                   It broke my heart when you passed.
                                                    But our friendship will always last.
                                                 The white flowers I will lay at your feet.
                                                   In heaven is where again we'll meet. 
                                                            Teresa Skyles                   20-Aug-11
            Entered in Constance La France~A rambling poet~"A FRAGMENT OF LIFE"contest


Details | Prose Poetry | |

DRUNK AND IGNORANT

A noble story one that ought to be our good host laughed and swore the games begun. Come match the knights tale if you can sir monk. To bellow arms and blood and bones he swore. A noble one I'll pay off the knights tale lets do this right. You tell yours by and by either I'll speak or go on my own way. Everyone listen but first i will propound that i am drunk i know it by my sound. For I'll tell a golden legend and a lie. Forget your ignorant drunken bawdiness it is a sin and great foolishness. Tell us of other things you'll find to lack i see you are angry with my tale but why. cuz you are a fool your head is overpowered by the wine. If you are not enjoying yourselves then cut off my head but as i drink my wine and ale. Whoever won't accept what i decide will pay for everything we spend along the ride. So hold up your hand if you accept my speech reflect a little and don't hold me to blame if you choose wrong don't lay it on my head. And both of them had bawdy tales to tell theirs no sense making earnest out of game.


Details | Couplet | |

Living contrasts

two people telling their stories
one fighting, one worries
warm breath shifts into white clouds
cancer’s death a freezing shroud
I listened to the both of them
their trust a private  gem 
I felt their huge and intimate fears
while walking on both saw my tears

©Ellie Daphne van Stralen 2012

GiMmI.. WhAt I wAnT.. wHaT I rEaLlY rEaLlY WaNt..... <3 
Contest Judged:  12/17/2012 12:00:00 AM	 
Sponsored by: Tracie- Indigo Dreamweaver


5	Living contrasts        Ellie Daphne van Stralen




Details | Couplet | |

Jada Mortensen

And so she was the girl from Bair.
With ocean eyes and golden hair.
Of heavy heart and light despise
Of cupid's dart and winter's cries.
There came a day when things did end.
Around the corner of the bend
There came a truck and in dispair
The loudest word was spoken there.
And so she left to who knows where.
Whilst many cried because they cared.
She roams around in circles too,
And whispering winds and skies of blue.
We raise our glass towards the sky
And smile a memory although she died.
No tears tonight, not ever one.
For there she rests inside the sun.
She is okay we know for sure.
In better days to now endure.
And so she was the girl from Bair
With clemency; a heart so fair.
And as we lay in bed and sigh,
I'd like to say to you Goodbye.

Rest In Peace Best Friend
11-21-1996 ~ 06-21-2011


Details | I do not know? | |

The HEART says many words

The eye maybe precious
  but the heart says many words.
It can be broken, 
 it can be filled with love,
it can be dead.

It's the starter of the emotions.

*comment if you have a thought or if you just like (or fav poem)* :)


         -Angel4eva23


Details | Epic | |

im sick of it

im sick of it
sitting and waiting while people are hating
im invinsable 
i wanna change things 
be a woman that insnt a cleche 
im original 
i wanna be writen 
in books in history 
saying she did some thing 
im dissapointed in humanity
just walking around in complete insanity
so blissfully unaware 
of anothers humanity
how SAD 
you walk into me 
us humans 
are surrounded in stupidity
WAKE UP
STAND UP 
BE AWARE 
just CARE!!

if not Im flying to SATURN !! TAKE CARE !!


Details | Free verse | |

Ended To Soon..Dedication to Tyisha Miller

A beautiful human being, 
Lost her life, and no one seems to know why
If only her silence could be broken, If only her
Soul would wander around and deliver the untold
The story no one could tell,

The truth about what happened, Someday will be revealed
Classification and separation, Is what we often feel
Taken so violently, Bared the brutal pain,
An innocence loss, Is what she became 
No matter the shape or life that she led,
She didn't deserve the death she was fed

I feel for the mother, The loss of her child,
Can be filled with no other ,The father and sister
Aunt,cousins and family will remember Tyisha, 
All the good memories

Tyisha?

Do you remember the silly arguments,
We used to always have
Sitting around our desks in our elementary class,
You were mad at me and I was mad at you
Because we had some much in common,
And yet we hated to

You carried my birthday, I carried your age,
You carried my year, I carried your first name
You were like me, as I was like you,
But Tyisha Tyisha, you were taken to soon

We had our differences, We went our separate ways,
But still I remember you, Just like it was yesterday
You carried my first name, As I carried yours,
I carried a tone, Much lighter than you
But still you were taken, To soon  To soon,
A home you found in heaven
With our lord, Jesus Christ,
So sad you had to leave this world
And join another life,

Nine years had gone by, Before I'd seen your face,
And when that day had finally come, It was on the newspaper page
I couldn't believe it was true,
So much sadness I felt for you
I know it wasn't right, A shameful breach of trust,
Your life was taken so quickly but the memories nobody can touch
From this day forward, Just trust and believe,
For the Master will surely supply all your needs

Tyisha don't worry, You're safe and your sound,
No longer are you burdened , No longer are you bound
Tyisha, Tyisha,  Please remember me, I'll see you again,
Rest in peace, Rest in peace







(December 1998)
(By Tyesha Ehigiator)
(Aka Tyesha Miles)
(An Old classmate)


Details | I do not know? | |

Pardon my Insanity

I don’t want freedom. Forgive me for sounding paranoid or crazy.
But this man used me. After knowing my history of pain. 
Now I see why people kill the victims and themselves.
Doing away with all evil its emancipation. 
At my wits end. Where sanity has eaten away my brains.
Where my soul has no resting place. And tears are like acid.
That burns through my cheeks. Pardon my insanity.
For I have fallen too many times. Where getting up is just powerless.
My heart is caged. All the impact and friction it took, For years.
And still it beats. Keeping me alive to face another brutal blow.
Pain so severe. No medicine or words of encouragement
Can put me at peace. Love is inadmissible here.
For I am deceased .

01/17/13

 


Details | Couplet | |

Flying With The Birds

If I were to believe in you, would you believe in me?
If everything that I promised you actually came to be

If I were a beautiful rainbow, a reflection in the sky
Formed by the rays of light as your tears you cried

Sweetheart I am just a simple man with a complex plight
My blessing is you’re here with me, as this quest I fight

Sweetheart you know I’m a warrior, though I live like a ghost
I fight and write living my plight, inside the belly of the host

From shore to shore, a forever war, that will never end
Just today I got the word the host has taken another friend

Another soul another goal of course another wasted life
God I am a lucky man to have become one with my wife

Pains insane it shreds my brain and tears my heart into
I’m left here asking myself, “Was there anything I could do”

I have to write a eulogy though I just don’t know what to say
Here is a soul, another hole, for someone who lost his way 

Sobriety is really great but at times it is truly rather hard
You watch them take another friend and plant him in the yard

Another smoke, another joke another party has reached its end
Here I sit in a spiritual pit feeling totally lost about my friend

I hope someday someone reads what I say, takes another course
Pass on doing that shot, love it or not, death upon the black tar horse

So I shall write my Eulogy falling to pieces about my friend
Who made fun of the man I turned out to be, until the very end

But that’s ok it was just his way, right up until the day he died
The one true light shinning bright, lives inside of you and I

So will all of you join with me let your spirits pen my words
About a beautiful soul, who found his goal, flying with the birds


------------------------------------------------------------------
Very few people in this life that I love enough to let make fun
of the changes I made in my life. Addiction (The Host) took 6
friends in 2007, 5 in 2008 and this is the first in 2009. He didn't
overdose he was shot a couple of days ago in Chico, Ca during
a home invasion robbery over his heroin debt. I used to always
pay his debts when it reached this point with bags of Meth. This
time I couldn't go there for him and now he is dead. This is my
life, my gift and my curse. God Bless you all, mj


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The Tale of the Opium Tears

Eyes that cry in anguish, 
Uncertain and alone. 
Seeking some solution 
And searching for a home. 

When we used to play as kids, 
In contentment’s warm embrace, 
Was the smile I saw each day 
But a mask upon your face?  

Haunting memories past, 
Trapped in voracious pain. 
A chance to fill an empty heart, 
You push a needle in your vein. 

You become the living dead, 
But pain rises from its grave. 
The tortured mind seeks freedom, 
While the needle makes a slave. 

Each night you come and go, 
Looking worse for the wear. 
Life hangs by finest thread, 
To you it’s of no care. 

Everyone gives up on you, 
They say nothing can be done. 
Your tears have gone from hate to pain, 
To the tears of opium. 

Why escape the chains that hold so tight? 
Arms dependence is soothing bliss. 
Once you have had just one taste, 
You will crave the dragon’s kiss. 

A lost orphan in a cruel world 
Cast aside by your mother. 
The needle becomes one with your flesh, 
So death is now your lover.  


As you dance with the shadow of death, 
I wish I could stop the tragic harm; 
To the little girl who played with me, 
As she injects death into her arm. 

I’m afraid one day you won’t return 
From the misty eyed walk in the night. 
With your needle as your boarding pass, 
You go forth to take the Devil’s flight. 

No more pain left to feel, 
No more sights left to see; 
Nothing but vague memories 
Of my friend who played with me. 


Details | Epitaph | |

We Grieve

You left behind a sadness
That will never go away
So many hearts are broken
Their pain is here to stay
The sun will go on shining
The sky will still be blue
The world will go on living
But still we grieve for you
You touched so many hearts
You were so many peoples friend
Now all we have are memories
Since your life came to its end
In you was something special
Your personality shone through
You’ll never be forgotten
As still we grieve for you
Time stands still for no one
But how do we move on
How do we survive in life
Still loving what is gone
Although through life some friendships fade
And others start anew
Yours will be remembered
Because we’ll always grieve for you...


For Darren, my friend...


By Raina Hutchins



Details | Rhyme | |

It's Something...

The light of my depression,
The joys of my sorrow.
What's coming my way?
I'll know by tomorrow.


Details | Lyric | |

Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


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Unsuspecting Victim

Four teenagers 
Paige
Matt
Kevin
Kat

Backgrounds-
Paige- psychic, can see and talk to the dead, has demons who come to her for help
Matt- Has demons attachted to him, dating paige
Kevin- A Nerd from school, intersted in pot
Kat- Training psychic, paiges best friend, dating kevin

Prom Night- 2011

Sitting in the car positioning themselves
into a compfy spot
Matt sits in the driving seat
Paige in the passenger seat
Kat and Kevin in the back seat
Kat laying on Kevins shoulder
All of them latch there seat belts
Driving unto the road to go to after prom
Paige sees someone
Someone no oe else can see but her
Sitting right beside her is her (demon but almost human ghost) friend
He whispers "i can try to keep you save from everything, but i cant make a promise)
She looks down at Matts foot
Holding unto the break peddal is one of Matts demons
The demon breaks the pedal and has one hand into the engine of the car
A car coming up behind them
Trying to pass them
Matt decides to make it difficult for them to pass
As he does he tries to hit the breaks
And they didnt work
They drive into the ditch 
Trying not to hit the other car infront of them
Flipping a few times as they land with all the tires on the ground and the 
Top of the car towards the sky
Paige lays on the windsheild her head cut by the glass
She looks  at her self
She sees her body laying there looking up at Matt as he smirks to her
His eyes turn black and he smirks again
Paiges ghost friend opens the door and pushes her out
Far from the car
She now lays close to the road
She watches the car as it rolls off the hill
Flipping it again, also looking down at her lifeless body
She sees Matts demon again

The Night After

Paige was rushed to the hospital
Matt, Kevin and Kat left with only bruises and a few cuts
Paiges brain was internally bleeding
She stands in the hospital 
Outside of her body
Standing looking at her ghost friend
He ssays to her "as much as i want you to be here with me, your family needs you in your other life"
She wakes up a few hours later, in her body, and getting better


Details | Free verse | |

Betwixt Bars

Can you feel?

Can you feel the tremor?
That rocks your world
That shakes the cage
Like a beast trapped outside
A beast raging against the bars
It lifts, it throws, it rages
Can you feel it?

And in the aftermath,
You can hear the cooing, cajoling
Of puppeteers laying strings before your bars
And they croon and cluck like fretting hens
Petting your bars and calling for you
to reach out and take these strings
Tie them where they cannot reach
Deep within, where no one else goes
And let these good people in,
They preen and you shake your head
Seeing the gleam in their eyes
Oh so like the ape’s
Cooing, cajoling... cawing
And oh, how you can feel it...

But I’m here so hold on
I’ll sit by your bars,
I’ll sit by the door
right beneath that lock that turns from within
And I won’t rage, or set the siren’s call upon you
I’ll sit by your bars, and keep you company
My friend;

But Cold bars let through a breeze friend...
Your sharp breath is not secreted away
And with every breath you take
Your lungs are profaned
And you cannot hide
Behind bars

You cannot hide

From My voice, or my presence, or my eyes
My eyes that see too clear
And you cannot hide from what I see
What you can feel
Pressing in, from us all
So just let us in
My friend,
Let us in, for we will not be kept out
Life does not surrender, life does not hold back
Life seeps through
Every crack,
And be sure, there are cracks everywhere
Where there are breaths to be shared, there are bars to let them through,
And you feel it don’t you?
That which you see deep in my eyes
You feel it
That feeling so clearly reflected
When I look into your soul
That fear alive in my eyes
That rages within you,

But don’t fear a battle you have lost
Do not fear the day you must face the world
The world, friend, has never
Turned its face from you
And the rest of us:
Well we are not so brave
We are not iron bars moulded to flesh
That fear you see is real
And it is ours all
But we cannot hide
From what burns within
And I will not die
Hiding from life
And I will not cower when I tremble inside
I will not rest in a cage when I am tired
And I, friend, I am so tired
Of living between bars.


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Jesus Paid the Sacrifice

Jesus Paid The Sacrifice! Jesus sacrificed his life for you and me! So we can be with him for all eternity! His life for ours… a ransom was paid IN FULL, This is why I I love HIM so! Upon his head were placed the crown of thorns, Enduring so much shame and scorn. The blood from his body as it began to flow! The pain inside his body, Began to grow! The nails placed in his feet and hands, The pain he went through is hard to understand. His life for ours, is what he gave! His life for ours… Is what he did trade! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Fleeting

There is a brilliant sun setting on the horizon. 
I wipe tears from my eyes, and watch in a strange sense of awe. 
The sun kisses everything with it’s radiating beams 
and then disappears from view. 
It reminds me that, 
like many things in life, 
these serenely beautiful moments are often fleeting.
Words are left unsaid, moments forgotten, lives lost.
But, in those quiet moments, 
when I feel the sun's warmth on my face, 
I know you're sending me a smile and lighting up my life, once again.


Details | Rhyme | |

The sickly old man

There once was a man who lay sick in bed
He could not get up to reach his wooden-leg
He had no maid or family to bid it
So lived a lonely life he did
His wife had died of slavery
His heart did break in a thousand ways
The reason he had no leg is a mystery..

The old man died sadly 
Myself did weep a bit
For a sickly man should not die alone

His only friend was me 
a little mouse with a family of three
When he pleaded with me to fetch his leg
I could not manage being so small
He said ' it didn't matter anyway, 
he was sickly and only had a few hours to live'

It was true that he did
but myself did pray for his soul
He was the kindest old man
with his big heart of gold


Details | Rhyme | |

Winds of My Aftermath

Feel the hurricane and taste the rain here in the park
Hear me wail and watch me as I make my mark
But do not tell me when it is time to go
For I will be playing here long after dark

Get lost with me here in the brush
Stay the storm that now makes us rush
Meet me here same time next year
And once again I will make you blush

See me stand there upon my mountaintop
Fear the gale as I tend my crop
We will leave for chance what I do not know
And I will beg for mercy, but I will not stop

Over there just beyond the bended trees
Beautifully bending by my gentle breeze
Near Ole' Shadow's Pass, there along the path
You will feel the Winds of My Aftermath
Yes, you will find me whispering in the forest on bended knees
Where you will feel the Winds of My Aftermath


Details | Villanelle | |

MARY WAS A HAPPY GIRL TO BE CHERISHED ALWAYS

Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always,
everyone who knew her was simply marveled...
at her romantic words that rang like merry bells.


Unfortunately, she died in her early fifties;
a precious life was lost but her memory remained...
Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always!


She was young, bright and beautiful as stars...
the moving stories she wrote were kind of sad;
Mary's big eyes reflected pretty aqua skies!


People came from distant towns and cities
to hear her voice so resonant and kind;
Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always!


At her wake, friends and family recited prayers...
her influence on them must have been grand;
Mary was a happy girl to be cherished always!


Details | I do not know? | |

Pessimist

How do you expect me to be less of a pessimist and more of an optimist. When you’re pessimistic about my optimism.


Details | Chant Royal | |

UNFORTUNATE LOVE

UNFORTUNATE LOVE
Once more it's morning and I greet the dawn,
waking to feelings I've known,
breathing the fragrance that's lingering on
throughout a lifetime alone;

splinters of sunshine are drifting through blinds,
revealing dust I breathe in,
dancing through flashes, and somehow reminds
of things that never have been;

I hear a song and it's what I've dreamed of,
outside my window they mourn,
I'd face the morning, but I need a shove,
for this poor heart badly torn;

unfortunate dove, why is it you sing,
outside my window each day?
It's a reminder of what life won't bring,
mourning dove, don't fly away;

once more it's morning and I hear the dove
all of my life is a sin,
it's just the way of unfortunate love,
but I still dream now and then.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa


Details | Lyric | |

Letter To A Friend

Dear friend
Where do I begin? 
I got so much on my mind
Sometimes I wonder where we stand
But my emotions is bout to explode
Like a volcano when its eruption
And your name came in mind
When it came to reach out for a hand
I’m overseas fighting
With mortars flying over my head
Bullets traveling toward my frame
Fighting for something I don’t understand
I’m crying cause I need help
And here I don’t have a friend
Today I am alive
But tomorrow I might be dead
And man with this
Always on my mind
Got me scared for the fact
I don’t know if I’m running out of time
Usually I call you
But I have to write this on a line
Cause my voice is so shaky
I can’t say a word but jus cry
To me you’re like a brother
You are always by my side
That’s why I’m writing you
Even though I feel shy
You always seen me tough
But never seen my sad side
I hate that I feel like this
Even though I don’t know why
And I think you are the only person
That can really calm me down
Even though in my eyes
I see death all around
Blood on the sand
Body parts on the ground 
Sometimes I think to myself
How do I stay alive living with a frown? 
But knowing you’re here for me
Is enough to hold me down
Jus writing this to you
Is making me feel better right now
One day we’ll sit down and talk
And on my face you’ll put a smile
But I hope that day comes
Before I’m the next dead person found


Details | Narrative | |

All About Her

I dont know much about her
but I heard she wasnt that talkative
She didnt like being alive
She was numb to all the pain she had to go through

I heard she didnt like anything that was green
She ate roman noodles everynight for supper
She always wore flannels and bellbottoms
Sometimes i seen her wear dresses and fancy tops
But lately shes been wearing band shirts

She wears converse shoes and uses an army bag for school
I know that she dosent like to communicate through talking... only through her peoms
or sometimes even her songs.

I see her drawing and painting all the time
She draws famous people
She would like to be famous and not so unknown
When she tries to speak to anyone they always walk away and leave her alone

When she gets home she goes upstairs to play her bass guitar
She hates chocolate cake but loves chocolate
Her family left her behind because she cant forget her past

Sometimes when shes alone she contemplates the meaning behind her life
Her favorite color is gray because her life is black and white
Everything she says is false according to the world

She is not so innocent
I understand that she dreams about the perfect life
When she opens her eyes they are pitch black

She is someone that is fake
She acts nothing like she should
She is very grungy and unclean

She knows of no safety
and of no time
Her life is smashed into pieces by the giant sun

She will always be a ghost
She knows of no god
She crawls around in the world of death
She remains forgotten


Details | Free verse | |

It's Hard To Say Goodbye

Dear Love,

Thinking of you wishing we were face to face 
Living seems difficult because I can’t keep my priorities straight
It’s keeping me from wanting to continue, being the best I can be
Loving you was so divine I wish you were here with me
Now that you had to go I am blind with so much pain
Dealing with the fact that you, will no longer be my flame

Why did you have to leave? 
We had lots of love to share 
I’m wishing for more time to spend, 
so I can feel complete within
Now, I know its time to say 
I need, I’ll miss, and always love you,
even though I cant be with you everyday

Goodbye!



05/11/07




Details | I do not know? | |

I Saved You

I worry about you,
Especially when you talk that certain way.
You have that sadness in your voice,
And claim you want to throw your life away.

I'll tell you this:
Life is a raging fire,
Something that is constant and dangerous
Not a calm horizon bliss.

For all the things that are now,
Is what makes up who you are.

Not the lies and deceit from others in your past,
Not the torture of living with whomever your living with,
Not the pain that you heart has been through,
Not the sadness of thinking you're an outcast.

What is here and now,
In this moment of this day,
From the time you wake up,
Til the time you rest and lay.

Forget yesterday,
Think about now.
Know that people love you and care,
Even if THEY don't show how.

But I saved you,
I saved you from making a mistake.
I'm glad you're here and alive,
For to lose you, would be like losing a part of my life.


Details | Free verse | |

North Star

Let your fate take root
On hard rock, tangle and bury
Before the coming storm.

and before the coming of the storm
amidst a garden of your crafting
Beliefs and memories planted
and like seeds watered
Take root amidst your cherished greens
Take hand in hand your
memoir 
and brace with rooted tangled feat
-mangled,
The coming storm
Come to wash away
come to whisk away;

This is a magical storm
something fantastical
	like myth was born
from your hands, as you shake them left to right
and wrestle from them
 seeds
trample on your well-trodden soil
and in waves bead your sweaty water
shelter little sprouting
take shelter in his shadow,

Did you nurture your garden?
like I have nurtured mine
	mine, lush with little ideas
lush with my graceful evasion
of duties unwatered
moments hoarded
lush with little trees, that in my shadow
do not grow,
and their little fruits, so sour born
Yours, that garden, a gnarled tree
posies tangled on mangled fields
bounties of fruit, in your mangroves
	children of our labor
all alike stand before the storm,
	
	Dark clouds gather, broil forth like no afterthought
an army summoned to war, the tax collector come for dues
and bubbling forth
Comes lightning and thunder like sickle and torch
Come to reap the song and sun:

and it is in this shadow they finally grow
and gnarled hand takes my own
	-I will not rot away on my own
I stand before my fated choices
and together
our bonds new, old and gnarled
stand firm these moment’s beliefs and
	creations
children and parent, arms locked, heads on shoulders both
eyes cast out and tears exhumed
before the coming storm

Our legs take root in our
garden soil
and we cling to what
we know
we hold to what knows
us
but the storm is just
so grand
and our roots are just
so shallow.




Details | I do not know? | |

BOSOM BUDDIES--cont.

The drovers' hearts were beating fast
When our grueling drive was done.
They'd had their fill of dust and beans,
And the only thing they wanted now,
Was a long, hot bath, and some cow town fun.
                                       
They loaded up the holding pens
With bawling, longhorn beef,
Then spurred their horses into town,
To seek out recreation--
And give their lonely hearts relief.
                                      
Dark moods and headaches followed
A long and lusty night.
The cattle town was lifeless--
Billy Barnes was taut and mean,
And the Kansas sun was blazing bright.
                                      
The boys ducked into the general store
Out of the noon-day sun.
There, Billy saw his heart's desire--
Beneath the glass of the counter,
Lay a blued steel, Colt, handgun.
                                      
Against young Tom's wise counsel,
Billy laid his money down.
With the heavy Colt tucked beneath his belt,
And feeling nearly ten feet tall,
He stepped out on the streets of town.
                                       
That evening found the bosom friends
In a dimly lit saloon,
Where the cost of rot-gut whisky,
And painted good-time gals
Left them busted much too soon.
                                      
Out in the steaming, summer night,
On the cattle town's boardwalk,
Billy's mood was dark and somber--
While Tom McQueen, as usual,
Was full of fun and nonsense talk.
											
                  --continued...                                                


Details | Rhyme | |

A SIMPLE WORD OF THANKS

"He's a Larrikin that bloke," they said,  
as Bob walked off the stage 
and you knew he'd done it once again,   
their laughter was the gauge. 
 
In a world of seeming madness he  
saw humour as the cure 
and the Larrikin within him was  
infectious that's for sure. 
 
Though his stature was quite impish, you  
could never doubt at all, 
on the stage of life the Larrikin  
stood out as ten foot tall. 
 
Charismatic was his nature and 
he drew a following, 
as they loved the Aussie banter and  
the laughter it would bring. 
 
His encouragement to new comers 
was Bobby through and through, 
and so many owe a vote of thanks - 
I know I surely do. 
 
He inspired my commitment to  
pursue this art of rhyme, 
in my own niche ... and my own works and   
rewards have come with time. 
 
So I thank you Bobby Miller, mate,  
for all you did for me, 
for the friendship ... and your love of life, 
expressed in poetry. 

Bobby Miller [The Larrikin] was a contemporary pioneer of performance poetry back in the 
1990’s and a fine writer of written verse.  I first met Bob at the Bundy Mob's Bush Poets 
Muster in 1996 and from that time on he was a real source of encouragement to me as I 
pursued a career in the fledgling industry.  Today, I owe Bob my thanks for helping me 
see the need to find my own niche and style and therefore making it possible to reap the 
rewards that have come my way.  Bob sadly passed away on the 30th of October, 2002.   


Details | Rhyme | |

2012

Before the sun has set for good And night has swallowed light, Promise me you'll still be here And promise me you'll hold me tight. . Before your lips can't brush my skin And you melt into my soul, Promise me you'll love me still And stoke my broken coal. Before our lives are painted black And our God has called an end; Promise me you'll be my lover Mate and greatest friend.


Details | Free verse | |

The Juxtaposition of a Mending Heart Against a Sadder Time

if anyone were to ask
was there a time
when the black umbrellas
folded
and the reign ended;
the crows again flew, stark
against the Summer sun;
the scent of roses threw
their stain along the tendrils
of the wind;
and the quiet of a day
no longer stretched itself,
yawning like a wound -
if anyone were to ask
when was the moment
that gave beat to the measure;
what drove
the cloud from the lining;
which dog ate the marrow,
warm and quivering, from
the heart of the bone;
how gracefully the slumbering giant
rolled away from the dew
of morning -
if anyone were to ask
what changed it all
my response would be
it happened as he
listened to the unspoken;
honored an unshed tear;
gave loft to the gauze
of an airless dream;
held an empty hand until
it grasped everything -
if anyone were to ask
I’d have to say
these things became
fluid
as effortlessly
and unremarked
as the wink of an eye
that is
the color of the Aegean Sea


Details | Couplet | |

Lucky White Star

I miss watching my Luck man run,
Sweat glistening in the morning sun;

The smell of leather in the frigid air,
Tossing his head without a care;

The soft sounds of the stable yard,
The only place I let down my guard;

Telling secrets to my horse,
Just letting nature take it’s course;

The confidence he gave to me,
My Lucky boy, my trusty steed;

He leant me courage I never had,
He was always there, through good or bad;

My shoulder to lean on, by best friend,
He was there for me up to the end.


Details | Lyric | |

Sir Teddy

Inching from the cradled arms, 
Careful not to wake the boy, 
The knight begins his watch
His sword and shield deployed. 

The defender of dreams, 
 And protector of the mind.
He shall show no mercy
For nightmares he may find. 

The battlefield in darkness, 
He waits at the gates of Hell,
For any beast emerge, 
Will hear the ringing knell. 

But morning shows its face,
And the gates below are closed.
The boy arises safe
With his teddy bear to hold. 


Details | I do not know? | |

A Ongoing Mourn

A light given
A soul received 
Helping others find life in Christ
While some stole his in need
Behind leaving a family
Who's soul doesn't understand
In the mist of all this trouble
Tries hard to seek Gods hand 

Here lies a man not yet thirty
Departed by one confused and dirty
Oh God, help us show the love you give
Regardless of her murdering motive

Today you dwell with Him in Glory
While we sit, reminiscing your life's story
The Lord gives and He'll take away
But must You've taken him today

Now weary and distraught
Eyes like body, bloodshot
Reminding everyone what we're taught
This is the only life you've got


Details | Rhyme | |

Death's Door

Death is a time where people will never breathe
We can’t talk or walk and even squawk about our lives that we lead 

What do you suppose is behind deaths door?
I’m just wondering, because eventually is going to come to us all
Should we be scare? Or fight for it, not to happen? Or just let it be?
Has anyone thought about Death, like me?
 
Death has come for two people I had a chance to know on, 02/02/12; 
however, this was a week ago. 
Do you think they knew?

Some people may not know, when it’s time for them to go,
therefore; we should ask JESUS CHIRST to come into our lives
and be prepared for that day 

So, when death wants to knock on our door 
We can open it up and say I’m ready, let’s go, 
and see that place called Heaven’s Tour


Details | Sijo | |

Wave Goodbye

Another friend has made his way to where I cannot go.
The light is on, but no one's home. God put him in the show.
You ask God why. Do people die. But just have to wave goodbye.


Details | Elegy | |

No Title to This

Stuck at the bottom 

I'm caving in. 

One thought of you not here 

Puts me in a claustrophobic nightmare. 

I can't wake up. 

I may not see you again. 

Reality isn't different from my sleep. 

I'm still running aimlessly away to nowhere. 

I'm so blinded. 

Every second is hidden that I'm spinning in circles. 

Makes me reckless, violent, purple dead. 

Over and over something's wanting me to say 

I was a creep for treating you that way. 

Can you forgive me? 

I promise I won't make you cry. 

One more chance I'll be a loyal friend. 

Walk to your door. 

I'm closing in. 

Standing on thin ice there's no turning back. 

I'll say it straight out without fumbling. 

For once in my life 

I confess it was a mess. 

Screwed up everything special we had planned. 

But now I'm here alone. 

Hope is my only invisible ally. 

I raise my white flag to the skies. 

Will you operate my wounded heart? 

The stakes are high. 

But I'm willing to continue where we left off 

If you have room in your heart for rent.


Details | Cowboy | |

Untitled

Tainted love 
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
NOT EVER!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

RIP James

It would have been his birthday
If not taken before his time
Cut down way too early
Before he reached his prime

The allure of the party lifestyle
Conquers many souls
Left unchecked for too long
Lets them spin out of control

I lost touch with many people
When my life took a new turn
Always thinking that someday
I was likely to return

He reached out to me online
Just before he met his end
If only there was more time
To regain my long lost friend

I only hope he’s found peace
While he now forever rests
I’m finding ways cope with life 
And pass its many tests




Author notes

RIP James 7/3/1980- 12/28/2009

Engraving on his tombstone: 

Here lies James
Whose laughter was infectious
Whose wit knew no bounds
Whose charisma would outshine the sun
Whose face is forever etched in our hearts


Details | Senryu | |

I mixed your drink strong

I mixed your drink strong
I think you are suspicious
Old friendships die hard


Details | Rhyme | |

LIFE

Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun


Details | Rhyme | |

The Birthday of Things We Didn't Say

I didn't say, "Don't do it," but I never knew it was on your mind.
I didn't say, "Things will be OK, even though the world is not often kind,"
and I never said, "What's the matter? What has gotten you to feel this way?"
Now you're gone and all I'm left with are the things I didn't say. 
I didn't say, "I'm here for you." I always thought that was understood.
With every thing that we'd been through, 
why wouldn't I be there for you like I should?
I never said life was easy. No one could ever make such a claim.
Now the things we didn't say haunt the better part of our days.
Now mostly sad memories of you remain.
Ironically now I must ask you this and I don't mean it to sound like a joke
but, could it have killed you to take a few more extra moments 
and maybe leave your loved ones a note?
You left too many questions unanswered. You left your loved ones heartbroken, 
lost in total dismay.
Your last day will now and always be remembered as such,
The Birthday of Things We Didn't Say.
*
My good friend Sonny did not naturally die.
My good friend Sonny committed suicide.
I don't judge such choices made by others anymore.
It's an individual's unalienable right to choose how to exit life's door.
What they don't have the right to do is to leave unfinished business behind.
It's their loved ones who suffer afterward struggling to find peace of mind.
One moment you were with us all and everything seemed fine.
Next you were found hanging from your ceiling wearing a neck tie of twine.
I'm not saying this lightly Sonny, that was no way to say good bye.
It's very sad but true, I rarely have fond memories of you. 
I only remember how you chose to die,
and I'll never stop asking "Why?"


Details | Tanka | |

Love You

total enchantment
the time I shared here with you
long past the times, few
 
sometimes I feel the cancer  
is in us both not just you


Details | Elegy | |

Hello.../...Goodbye to Us

So eloquent the beauty absorbed around you;

You uplifted me by your sweet aroma.

Oh, I'm very sorry to say,

That day in May caused a breath to pay.

You stole my heart away

And cured my parading heartache;

Only if I'd known what would have brought that day,

Then I'd have hidden and gone another time.

I felt plagued and wanted to die;

As a lover would take a shot for you, I'd dodge infinity for you.

Yet only a stranger we both were, 

I'm here writing this letter swollen with a million tears of heavy cries. 

Maybe it could have been fate that we unofficially met;

A destiny resulting in both loss and gain.

A second's glance is certain to be the catch,

Since here I stand alone in the rain.

A passive reflection of sorrow illuminates from the scar;

My heart begins to beat slowly in rhythm with my eyes. 

The ticking of the clock abruptly stops;

"I know you're up there," I finally whisper  

…….smile


Details | Free verse | |

Goodbye

You were in my life for many years 
I can't believe you're gone away
So many tears I cry 
Thinking of what used to be
We grew up together
We were best of friends
So much together we endured
You were a sister to me in so many ways
I can't bring myself to say farewell
Who will I call when I'm filled with joy,
Or when things seem dark and blue?
My dearest friend
With all of my heart
I hope that you're at peace
And maybe some day
We will meet again
And pick up where we left off 
One last thing must be said
With tears pouring from my eyes...
Goodbye.

11/06/2012


Details | I do not know? | |

1000 Chain Memory

Her scars scream
 "Victor"

her eyes say,
Guilty

her hands,
lover,mother,wisdom

Her mouth,
betrayal,numbness


                                                                   2

British Columbia
We are found in resplendence
Awke suddenly/1st smoke of the day

Turn my head
Your form is an Angels'
Curved,scimtar Wing

Light infiltrates the room shyly
Sun strokes the blinds,curtains
The wind,the waves are salt-blessed

This on my lips,a true smile
Dive back into Holy sleep

                                                                   3

Stop  the   car
?
Everything was feeling forced
Our words,coerced

Desperate existential plunge

Out!

Breathe in the special tastless air

hand on warm hood
Inexorable sancity of proximity
Baked-brick orange Sun


Animals worship with(or by) instinct

"Wind has no true antecedent"

Souls, also without precedent/constitution


___________________________________________________________________
_

Here I must leave
at least some part of you

Impossible grief,now
Inconsolable

Withering 

Abstinent eyes

deconstruct Light

Keen sea lament

Underseas pale reception

Released in to the might of a sure tomorrow

You drowned w/out a sin


Details | Rhyme | |

Did We - Cry in Vain

Did We : Cry in vain?  For we still remain, in Earthly Pain
We thought :We would Comfort YOU ; in the sadness of YOUR Heart
We did what we thought, right for YOU ;  TEARS Toward Heaven Depart
Eons of Eternity, Tranquility, Serenity, We are Heavens “ Summer Rain “

Dear Constance :  I know with YOUR POETIC Talent YOU will read this in Truth

              Inspired By ~ Constance La France ~ A Rambling POET~~
              Dedicated to ~ “ Suzanne La France “ BELOVED SISTER “


Details | Rhyme | |

DID WE - Cry in Vain

Did We : Cry in vain?  For we still remain, in Earthly Pain
We thought :We would Comfort YOU ; in the sadness of YOUR Heart
We did what we thought, right for YOU ;  TEARS Toward Heaven Depart
Eons of Eternity, Tranquility, Serenity, We are Heavens “ Summer Rain “

Dear Constance :  I know with YOUR POETIC Talent YOU will read this in Truth

              Inspired By ~ Constance La France ~ A Rambling POET~~
              Dedicated to ~ “ Suzanne La France “ BELOVED SISTER “


Details | Ballad | |

My Forever Shining Star

All the oceans in the world 
Can’t hold the tears I’ve cried
Nothing in this world  
Can take away this pain inside

I can’t believe you’re gone from me 
I can’t believe its true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you

I miss the little things you said
Those words that meant so much
I miss your eyes, your laugh, your smile
I miss your every touch

I miss you every morning
Every night and every day
I’d give all my tomorrows
For just one more yesterday

When they asked what words I want 
Engraved upon your stone
The only words that I could say
Were ‘darling please come home’

You were my every reason
My hopes and all my dreams
Someone to believe in
When I questioned what life means

Always there to guide me
My forever shining star
I’d give my all to have you here
Or be there where you are

In a world of changes
It’s the soul that never dies
In a world of strangers 
I still see me in your eyes

This pain will never go away 
My shattered heart wont mend
Lonely days and empty nights 
Are now my only friend

But if you’re looking down from up in Heaven 
You will see
That part of you forever more 
Will be a part of me...


By Raina Hutchins



Details | I do not know? | |

My Best Friend

MY BEST FRIEND
I left him in that place
Of forgotten things 
Told him I come back someday
Left and never stayed
I feel bad for doing what I did
I'm ashamed cause he never came
I see lights at his house
I step out and he can't be found
I shut my mouth
Go inside hit the wall
I cry
He trusted me
He gave up on me
I feel ashamed 
Hate that day
I'm going back
I run for days
Months go by
Times flies
I walk that dark place
Could he be here?
I see him
And say 
We have to go
He didn't moved a muscle
No breath to be heard
No pulse felt
Was I too late?
Shoulda came that day
I'm ashamed
I cry in plead
He's not awaking 
Look what I done
My Best Friend is gone
I walk home 
I cry, hit the walls
It's all my fault 
I take this knife 
Shove it through my eye
For this 
I deserve to die


Details | Pastoral | |

Pre Curser




If you haven't took
A second look,
Remember that He
Believes' in those who
Believes in the " Book "
      -----
So many dope dealer's
Say, so what's the hook
      ------
Dope users' say..
Their is no Hope....
If for the sake of Jesus
Their should be so much
Solace in the words' that
            He wrote....
      ------
Then their would be no Dope...
People or other wise....
To cope....
     ----
But, as to say for the last time
That I have Looked
Their has been a greater
Travesty in the Human Life
And the jobs' that it took
With destruction and strief
Dare We not be this way
For the rest of our life..
     ------
So, if you are looking
For just another word to say
Say, Thy will be with Thee
Till My dying day
And then He shall carry
Me the rest of the way...
      -------
And that He shall be coming
Shortly, and with-out delay..
Fore He has carried Me
                    So far,
   So far this way...
    ----
And thou Shall look forward
Every-day....
The Son of the Light
That which shine's threw
The Night....
Fore Jesus loves' you
And need you...
      ------
All Ye need,
Is to simply pray.....
And let Dear God carry
You the rest of the way!
      ------
Let the Little Child Jesus
Carry the day'

                GF


Details | I do not know? | |

Asking for a name list

To cry I’ll be able to make
How many people
After my death?
Who are they?
What are they of mine today?
Did I love them?
Did I do for them?
Why they would cry?
Did I cry?
For why? For whom?
Yes, I’m dying soon.

_______________________


May 3, 2010
Kallyanpur, Dhaka
Bangladesh


Details | Personification | |

Perceptions






      --------

Reverence is the
Omnipotent of All Evil
   Yet, is transient
          Un..less
It's foundation is
  Brandished by
       The Lord

           GF


Details | Free verse | |

Shadow Attention Stalking

A claim from me of your shadow is the attention of my own, and when you point to mine as well we then become the same. Should this then be justified, to move our selves to this? I will say yes if through it we quell the line of intent those forms expel. Does quell then lead us as if we've moved? at last transparent in sight and in mood? with memory to move by what attentions grasp, and already again we start to maintain a past. See, there is more to the abstract then memory or sex, or leading attention to forms of the next. Or even the lines which bring form to the scape for the witness towards constructs of worlds where we meet. It's more then our knowing of your memory and leadings, and far more then the affect put forth from proceedings. or the memory of action of you within another... already abstracted, and unknown still abstracting. There is more to the abstract then sound, memory, movement or sex... or even the act of bringing our attention to the next. Merge with me, least we still become these shadows.


Details | Lyric | |

away with the sun

Its getting late
but you already came 
and while you were here
things never change 
you lay with me
and tell me your words
then you leave 
and I feel hurt.
Its not you that hurts me 
but the sound of the door
closing behind you 
I know for sure 
you'd like to stay 
but you never do
I'm left alone 
missing you. 
These days its more frequent 
you leave so much
that you're gone more hours 
than the day brings sun
and I have begun 
to feel so numb
when the door closes 
another night I run
far away from the thoughts I have 
because its killing me to look
at my empty hands
I remember when we were on the sand 
you told me you loved me
but you weren't my man 
and so I walked, feeling okay
but too many months 
now I want you to stay
Am I selfish?
asking too much?
You only visit me an hour
after dusk
and I must go on
but should I stay?
when you see me sometimes
but its always too late.


Details | I do not know? | |

A Poem For Amy

I have a friend who's mother died, 
I do not know how often she's cried, 
But it really pains my heart, 
For her and her mom to have to be apart, 
I try I really do to try to give her comfort, 
But I don't know of all the feelings she must sort, 
My soul fills with fear, 
To think of her crying her final tear, 
Or that tomorrow she may not be here, 
In just a short time to me she is so dear, 
If there were anything I could do I would do it, 
To stop the pain and her going through it, 
But there's not much to do 'cept be a friend, 
And be there for her until the end!


Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye Adam

I have never really been good at, Letting loved ones go; And saying goodbye to you right now, Hurts me more than you’ll ever know; I find myself resentful, That life is so unfair; And I hope that wherever you are, You know that I still care; I missed my chance to tell you, How much you meant to me; And I’m bitter when I think about, All the things you’ll never see; And I truly hate the fact, That your life was fleeting and brief; And knowing that I’ll never see you again, Fills my heart with grief.


Details | Lyric | |

I'm All That's Keeping You Alive

Another a cappella song my friend and I made a long time ago...

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I wish I can save you
But I can't even save myself
You beg me for mercy but mercy's empty inside
I'm Stronger Again
And you're giving in
To all of this pain that I am inflicting upon you
I am...

The whispers in the night
The heart that's pounding in your head
The darkness over light
The monster underneath your bed
The death that waits for you
Lingering behind every door
I'm that voice deep inside
I'm all that's keeping you alive

I wish I can spare you
Your voice faded slowly, now you can't breathe 
You beg me for mercy 
But darling I am empty
The life's dying out
And you're crying out 
To stop all this pain that I am inflicting upon you
I am...

The whispers in the night
The heart that's pounding in your head
The darkness over light
The monster underneath your bed
The death that waits for you
Lingering behind every door
I'm that voice deep inside
I'm all that's keeping you alive

Please remember:
I Still Love You
This isn't me but
Someone else...

The whispers in the night
The heart that's pounding in your head
The darkness over light
The monster underneath your bed

The one who's there for you
The one who catches all your tears
I'm that voice deep inside
I'm all that's keeping you alive






Details | Free verse | |

Everlasting Candle

"Hello?"
"Hey, I've missed you. Can I see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, when I get off the bus!"
"Okay I have a present for you. See you then!"
Anticipation. A meeting long sought after.
Phone's distant ring.
"We're going for a ride. Put your shoes on."
A father and daughter head into the night.
Empty company. Words go unspoken.
"She's in the hospital. She was hit by a car."
Confusion. Sorrow. Anger. Rage.
"Don't let her mother see you cry."
Strength found somewhere. Arrival.
Room coated in silent sorrow.
"They said there's hope. She had a brain wave."
Hope. Wonder at what that thought was.
A warm summer day running in the woods.
Sorrow shattered by oncoming traffic.
"I'm so sorry."
Enraged eyes meet the driver. 
The woman cries, ashamed.
"Its okay. She'll be okay."
A misplaced hug. A lesson in judgement.
"Sam. Do you want to see her?"
Not like this. 
A long walk. Endless abyss. Tearing thoughts.
"Don't be afraid."
There through the door with handle brass.
My beautiful friend's body turned to glass.
"I won't say goodbye."
Refusing to cry. Just as father said.
"We have to go home. We'll come back tomorrow I promise."
Journey back filled with empty company.
Hollow. Out of place. A need to be alone.
Give me space!
Somehow sleep's darkness finds.
My space invaded. No! Shut up! Go away! 
"Sam, I'm sorry. She didn't make it."
Tears. Each one a memory.
Meeting in fourth grade. Sharing the same name.
Sticking up for one another. Playing a simple game.
Long afternoons in the sun. Never once had a fight.
She found out I was afraid of the dark. So she'd be my light.
"She was amazing. So young. My condolences."
A funeral filled with sadness so thick.
I gazed upon her body. Peaceful. 
"She made this for you."
A bracelet. Her present.
The facade shatters.
It's too much to handle. 
How can one's soul fire ever dance...
Without it's everlasting candle.


Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


Details | Free verse | |

Random Thoughts

Thinking about tomorrow
You wont be there
Thinking about you
I miss your voice
Thinking about my birthday
The one I don’t want to have without you
Thinking about my friend 
And how we are drifting apart 
Thinking about a bond and how could be broken over a night 
Thinking about how people could simple walk away
Thinking about life
I wish it would end
Thinking about me
I hate so much
Nothing makes sense 
A lesson I learnt in life 
Everyone walks away
Everyone leaves
There’s no such thing 
As I will be their forever
Or true friendship
No such thing as love 
Being close to anyone 
Only brings pain 
Pain to heart
Pain to soul
They either leave
OR god simple choose
To take them away
Thinking about the things I’ve done
And you are not here to see
Thinking about all the days I tried to make you proud
But never really did
Tired of life
Tired of everything
I think it’s time to say my goodbyes
And put my thinking aside


Details | Verse | |

Goodbye Old Friend


Old friend, how could you have slipped away
As shadows faded at dawn of day
And I blissfully unaware
In slumber lay?

When last we met and shared some wine
Laughed together, feeling fine
How could we not know
It was our last?

We talked of this and some of that
Remembered school friends while we sat
Never dreaming for a moment
We would part

We reminisced of days gone by
How the years seem to fly
All the while not knowing 
You would die

Now I stand alone to grieve
Not believing you would leave
Without first telling me 
Goodbye

As you ascend up in the sky
To your Home in Heaven on high
Remember I loved you
And reserve a room for me!

Copyright ©Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A goodbye to a friend

 
Even though your vessel has been taking away. Does not mean your memories will fade. Your smile, your laugh and your advice The way it felt when you would hold tight. Please don’t shed a tear for me. I am no longer suffering. I am still your rock, I am still your strength I will always be holding your hand. On special occasions in this life that arise I will never leave your side. My love for you will be different this I know But now my love grows in your souls. When Ever you are lonely don’t sit and cry Look to the stars in the darkened sky. I will be the brightest one shinning above. I am now your angel watching out. I will guide your journeys and will be the first to answer your prayers. I will protect you from this worlds misconceptions and lies I will push you down when you get over zealous at times. Even though my role in your lives has changed my love for you still grows with every passing day. We will see each other again someday And when that day arrives I’ll be waiting on the other side.
RIP my friend


Details | Rhyme | |

Jay my Friend

For what has dawned my eyes
I will not disguise

This is what I have seen,  A friend die
and in this poem I will not be shy

He yelled I don't want to live
And s**t I don't give

He yelled I want to die
and that's not a lie

I said your drunk
Thinking he was just in a funk

He stormed off to his room
with an angry look of gloom

And what happened next,  Click Click
So I took off to stop this trick

Got to his room, swung the door open
Only to have my face frozen

Shotgun in his mouth, finger on the trigger
To yell NO was all I could figure

With every emotion across his face
And a life in which he was about to erase

Then with a pull of the trigger he was gone
now a future without a friend from hereon

Left with nothing but nightmares in my head
And visions that are blood-red
Now with tears that continue to shed
And thought that I dread

The thoughts of the path he chose to travel
Has my mind quite unraveled

One that I have walked , but not to the end
One that has you only descend

And with that, Jay my friend
It is brotherly love to the end


Details | Acrostic | |

Dearest Grandpa

Drops of rain, splash at my feet
Every time I see them I'm reminded of you
Always working so hard and true
Realizing that I held your heartbeat
Every now and then your smile would creep
Showing me the love that I knew
Truest form of compassion as I cooed
 
Growing up through the years
Rain would suddenly give me a fright
And this saddened me for many a day and night
Never had I experienced these type of fears
Don't you remember holding me and loving away my tears
Paw Paw I miss you so much now; you making those delicious hash brown bites
And although you're gone, I'll see you soon in Heavenly Sunlight


For the "Sonnet Man's Acrostic Challenge" 
Written By R.M. Hunt
a.k.a Robert Matthew Hunt

Also I dedicate this poem to both my Grandparents
A.W. Hunt-"Buddy"
Howard Davis


Details | Couplet | |

Adam's Raven

As I stood at Adam’s burial today,
I was searching for comforting words to say;

I felt his presence and looked to the sky,
And overhead a mighty raven did fly;

And atop his wings I am sure,
The spirit of Adam’s soul did stir;

They leant me the courage to speak and be heard,
To give his family an encouraging word;

And I watched the raven and tried not to cry,
As he took Adam’s soul to God in the Sky.



(In my culture Ravens are the vessel's that take your soul to the next world)


Details | Couplet | |

Friends

Friends


When we come to a meeting
We are welcomed with a warm greeting

We come together because of a loss and pain
At our meetings, always something to gain 

We try to help a friend
With hope and talks right to the end

This is a place you may see tears
We all have those fears

Where here to help our heart and our mind
All the people here are so kind

We talk about our loves, the good and bad
Sometimes we may get very sad

We listen to what someone would say
Someone may cry and that’s okay 

One of our own had started a group, BSG
Bereavement Social Group come and see

Life is to live and then we die
It’s those in betweens that can make us cry



Details | Ballad | |

Better Than Grace

how can we pretend that everything is okay
when the world is soon to turn to grey
I've took this life and its treasures in vane
when you'd easily trade with me any day

you're amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

you say they gave you less than six months
never thought it could hurt this much
I'd give anything just to save you
oh what can i do, just say because

you're amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

with every breath we take, just another test today
don't walk away before it's too late
we should all be ashamed of ourselves because

he's amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace


Details | I do not know? | |

Time

Hanging on a flimsy chain,
Encrusted in gold and diamonds,
Slowly slipping in gruelling pain,
He stares down at the hungry canyon.

What’s it worth, all that cash,
If you don’t have time, by your side ?
For, only with time can you enjoy your stash
You can’t save some and you can’t hide.

The almighty has blessed us with,
TIME!  undoubtedly, the greatest gift!
Its preciousness, though forgotten, is not a myth.
you can share some with your love, for an instant lift!

This last minute spend reading,
Is lost forever, bid adieu.
Now stick it in a pile of deep yearning,
Cuz’ your clock just lost a few!

And as for the man with cash and gold,
Oh! He’s safe and warm and sound,
Now you nurse your need, before too old
Our stay is timed, on this ground!


Details | I do not know? | |

Why Should We Live?

Why should we live if we have 
nothing to live for?
Why should we live if we have
nothing to die for?
Why should we live if 
no one cares?
Why should we live if you're
loved by no one?
Why should we live if no
one likes you?
Why should we live if 
no one loves you?

Each day is just a day
Each day is a day closer to death.
What's the point of living?
Some may say none,
Others may say why.
Why should we live?
Tell me and I will think about your answer.


Details | Quatrain | |

THE MAGNIFICENT TALENT OF RASTAFARI

Rastafari certainly was a young man of magnificent talent indeed...
He praised God, as Abraham did, in his chant and dance with true glee,
Bob Marlyn and Peter Posh helped him become a raggae star;
some folks thought he was crazy with those long, braided hair.


Since ninenteen-seventy when hippies abounded,
and revolted against the American Government with protest...
Rastafari wrote great songs of many themes for the oppressed
and poor who were denied civil liberties in their own land.


Listen to those songs, feel the vibrant beat in the his unique music
and walking in his shoes you can sing with him and become his friend,
because Rasatfari dreamed of seeing all peoples embrace around the troubled world...
has he died in vain or left an indelible legacy for those adoring his everlasting beat?


Details | Couplet | |

The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...
...
...
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........


Details | Prose Poetry | |

TIME

Tick tack  on the wall,
Knocking all the wall,
Scaring us all,
Muscling the muscles,
Muscling the morsels in us,
Quickening the finest deep,
The hidden gold of gold,
A dignity of labour,
How loyal and diligent you are,
Precious and precarious,
Dangerous and conspicuous.
TIME !!TIME!!TICK TACK!

Running without waiting for anybody,
How impatient could man be,
In your sound you keep man,
In haste at everydawn,
Thou hath in the haste of full dawn,
Desperately desperate,
Anxiously anxious,
Wisely wise are we and you
Preciously precious,
Nothing can be done without you that's obivously obvious.
TIME !!TIME!!TICK TACK!


We chose to choose you,
Working to work with you,
Falling to fall with you,
No time no food,
No time no suite,
No time no cheat,
No time no shift,
No time no me,
there is set time for everything,
Mama use to say,
Patience is virtue of time,
that's the way whichever way.
TIME !!TIME!!TICK TACK!


Details | Free verse | |

Suicide Note

This is the reason....
 Dear mom,
We never got along..
And you know that...
We constantly argue and disagree..
You make me feel like im a disappointment..
You made me feel as if i was never good enough.. 
You never made it seemed it like you actually cared..
 Dear Dad,
I know who you wanted me to be..
we used to not get along..
But now we do..
most of the time..
I know this is not who you want me to be..
I know this is not what you wanted me to do..
But i got no where to go..
You never seem to help..
 Dear the rest of the family
I know you are there for me..
But your reactions to what i do...
I just dont think i could deal..
I dont think you could help...
And i know you wouldnt understand..
 Dear Friends,
If i even dare call you that..
If you will care or not...
Even if you will notice...
I know some of you say your here for me..
But you dont understand..
I tried to tell one of you..
You just starred and wanted to tell everyone..
I am a human..
Im no different..
Im not some monster..
So i may be an outcast..
But does that really matter...
If only you could of helped me..
If only you didnt call me the names...
 Dear everyone,
Im sorry..
Im sorry for being a disappointment..
Im sorry for letting you down..
So that is why i have decided to leave..
So everyone will be happy..
Have a great life everyone..


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Gator Bait Series 1st Cold Snapped

The wind was blowing when she left the city...

I believe it was twenty below...

Where she was going she already knew...

But... first she had things she had to do...

Get rid of the body that was clear....

There were no options, it had to disappear....

The heater was broken and blowing cold air...

She could feel the ice, building up in her hair..

She had cleaned up the blood as best she could...

As she had hit him hard with that log of wood...

All she had asked him, was to light a fire...

To take off the chill in the house....

Do it yourself if you are cold...he snapped

And while you’re at it get me a cold beer...from the fridge..




It was early morning when she finally arrived at the bridge..

This was his favourite fishing spot...

She pushed his body off the pier...along with his ice cold beer..

And suddenly began to shiver and sneeze.....

Oh well, she said...this too shall pass..

When I get to the Florida Keys..


PS..this is the first in a series..watch for part 2.."gator bait..the dream "










Details | I do not know? | |

Why me

Why me
Why me dear god 
Why the hell me!
I did all you asked 
I’ve even played the card 
Of a good girl, the one 
Everyone wanted me to be.
Why can’t you save me.
I’m hurting immensely 
And no one care not even slightly.
How could you allow me to fall 
So deep, so far into misery.
I’ve grown to hate myself so much so
I’m that demon within the angel 
That you see.
I’m crying out for help
And not once did you show me sympathy.
Like everyone else you pretend to care
My prayers are just words you refuse to here.
You watched the tears ran down my cheeks
And didn’t send an angel to watch over me.
I don’t want to be part of this world anymore
Just set me free….
Sleeping forever is where I are to be.

05/05/09


Details | Quintain (English) | |

For Brenda

~~~  for Brenda ( Feb. 15,1951 - Mar.24,2013) ~~~

 An angel got her wings today
She's leaving us behind
So to Our Lord we will pray
A better place she'll find
With others of her kind

An angel got her wings today
Her pain is now forgot
Though from this place she's gone away
From our hearts, she's not
For she was loved a lot

I'll miss her laugh and her smile
I'll miss the fun we had
Though I'll grieve for awhile
I'll try to be brave, not sad
For one of the dearest friends I've had


Details | Sonnet | |

I CAME TO PARIS TO BE UN HOMME DU MONDE

Living in Paris as un homme du monde*
searching for la belle dame* strolling
by the Seine dreaming of stars gliding...
when she starts her swift danse macabre*,
to forget she was a famous femme savante.*
In autres temps,* Marie was a beauty:
who conquered wealthy men in France and Italy...
her soprano's voice stunned them in each scene!
Ma belle Marie,* tout le monde*: from New York to Paris,
went wild applauding you in elegant Opera Houses!
Ma belle Marie,* you savored success and riches, hating the baby in your womb;
and not being satisfied, you attempted to mercilessly destroy two lives! 
Ma belle Marie,* get rid of that vile thought...replace it with thankful payers!
I came to Paris to be un homme du monde,* not to put flowers on your tomb!



Translation
un homme du monde: a sophisticated man
la belle dame: the beautiful lady
danse macabre: dance of death
femme savante: learned and cultured woman
autres temps: other times
ma belle Marie: my beautiful Marie
tout le monde: everybody



Details | Rhyme | |

I May Not Be Here Tomorrow

I May Not Be Here Tomorrow!

When tomorrow comes, I may not be here!
This life I have…  Could just disappear!

I may think of this world as my “sanctuary.”
But my life down here, is just temporary!

Life just passes me by, and goes by fast!
I can think of many things done in the past!

But the past is gone by…
  Tomorrow’s another day!
What am I going to do?  
What am I going to say?

I don’t know about the future,
 or what it may bring.
Life has it’s way of bringing 
good and bad things!

I’m going to look to Jesus and give him my trust!
Living daily for him...  
I shall try!  I must!

Jesus holds tomorrow in the palm of his hand!
Everything about me...  He already understands!

HE shall be here tomorrow!  Till the very end!
He’s somebody I can give my life to!  And depend!

I come to you Jesus! For comfort and delight!
I know that with you, everything will be alright!

Life may not turn out the way
 I expect it to be!
But Jesus will take care of it all! 
 Most assuredly!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

The Imperfections of Humanity

We are not aware of what we are capable of
nor whether if it's wrong or right.
We sometimes have the will and might
and many of us will stand up and fight.

To show courage and strength
takes determination and motivation.
Wait.....
What am I talking about?

We cheat, we lie, and make mistakes.
We're not perfect in any way.

We weren't made to live forever
but made to live and wilt away.
We suffer through pain and it's hardships
And even sometimes experience love.

Yes, I've had thoughts of suicide
so I can fade away.
Realizing I had issues...
I didn't care.

I've always known who I was inside
and never gave up. 
I'm no philosopher like Socrates
nor do I have a college degree.
But I was raised to be somebody in this world
even if I'm going to fail countless times.

Enough about me.
Lets talk about the human race.

We will get up when knocked down.
We will fight for people we love.
We will live life like it's our last.
We will love ourselves for who we are.

We are only human.
Our imperfections is what makes us perfect.
Therefore, we are perfect in our own little way.


Details | I do not know? | |

ONLY ME

THE PAIN, THE CRIES, THE TRUTH,
THE LIES, PERPETUAL BLIS GONE AMISS:
HOPE LOST THEN RECOVERED.
SMALL DREAMS; NOW SMOTHERED, MEANING-
LESS FAITH BECOMES WRECKLESS HATE.
PAID FOR SINS NOT MY OWN, 
DEBT GROWS DEEPER THAN THE UNKNOWN.
SEAS OF EUPHORIC VISIONS FLASH
BEFORE MY EYES.
THE JURY'S VERDICT CAME WITHOUT DELIBERATION;
NO TRIAL.
"GUILTY", UNANAMOUS DECISION.
DOWNWARD SPIRAL BEGINS AGAIN, REACHING 
FOR THE PRESCRIBED STRENGTH; JUST TO MAKE
IT ONE MORE DAY.
RUSHED INTO REALITY, MY SPIRIT SOARS 
WITH DUALITY.
ONE SIDE GOOD, CLEAN, WHOLESOME FUN.
ANOTHER SIDE CONSUMED BBY THE HATRED  
CAUSED AND DONE.
WHICH SIDE SHALL IT BE, WHAT
SHALL I SEE, WHERE WILL I HIDE, WHO 
CAN SEE PAST THE LIES, WHEN CAN I BREATHE.
HOW WILL I RECOVER, WHO WILL
CATCH ME WHEN I FALL OFF THIS
ROLLERCOASTER.
ALL THE TIME, NEVER NEW; SAME-OLD, SAME-OLD, HIDDEN IN TRUTHS.
BELIEVE IN NOTHING, HOPE FOR EVERYTHING,
TRUST TO BE FREE, WISH THERE WAS
SOMEONE WHO COULD SAVE ME...FROM ME.
TO LOVE ONLY ME, TO HOLD ONLY ME.
TO SEE MY FAMILY AND SEE ONLY ME.
SELFISHNESS HAS BECOME MY ANONYMITY.
SO FOR NOW I'LL HOLD DEAR,
WHAT ONCE WAS SO CLEAR.
MY FUNERAL SONG IS NOW BECOME MY
LIFE'S MISSION...TO FREE THIS PAIN...I
HOLD SO DEEP INSIDE...ME...GOODBYE


Details | I do not know? | |

I will not be forgotten

its the end inside my head
  i must say goodbye my dear 
friend 

im entering the unknown
im slowly starting to unravel 
and become unsewn
 you must not figure who i am 
for i am no one 

no one to be loved, no one 
forgotten, no one to grieved 
when the end is truly received
 
i will not be one loved, i will 
not be one forgotten
  for there there there is 
nothing to forget
  but this mere note of 
uncertainty and confusion 


Details | Verse | |

Earle E Cleveland

I remember you and I
How we sat to lunch summer after summer
I remember you and I
The small scope critic and the pearl sweet preacher
We lunched in the Bronx, feasted
In Manhattan, the wasted
Cancer fled, I have not forgotten
For then you brimmed my soul with heaven
You lived your sermons then, and I
Saw faith's ladder and touched the sky.

I remember you and I
And either side of that wheelchair, she calling
O she calling, you I
Her two boyfriends, and her bright eyes twinkling
To see you jealous still
And we playing her will
Could shed that moment for heaven's grace
And serve the word without trims and lace
O yes, how bless I was those days
To worship where you made your praise.

I remember you and I
Surprised that greatness could be so humble still
I remember you and I
How you favored me when all by you was still
I read Hope of the Race
And a tumult took place
In my village world, O way back then, 
I traveled here from the margin, friend
To find your shadow and to learn
Mysteries of grace as I yearn.
 
I remember you and I
Was this all men form bonds for, and death to break
I remember you and I
O pulpiteer, shall it hold again when we wake
Shall the cancer fled day
Hold against mortal fray
Lord yield me thy Spirit to obey
And walk like you 'long the tortured way
You lived your sermons then, and I
Saw faith's ladder and touched the sky.


Details | Lyric | |

Death Meets Love

I got trapped in the dark 
the cancer creeps closer towards my heart 
I cant stand the pain that starts

they put a needle in me 
my heart stops beating 
I cant hear my thoughts or what im feeling

everything seems cluttered 
I stand here in a daze 
but your face starts to fade

I start to loose my feeling 
my hands are numb and my toes wont budge
my brain stops working 
little flakes peel off my heart

my heart turns gray 
I cant wait to fly away
in the light I shall go 

somewhere else but my home
where pain meets pleasure and death meets love


Details | Lyric | |

The Escapist's Plea

When you can longer run away from yourself
When you thought there were no more tears to cry
When you just want to die
Living like this consumed by the façade of a million lies
So many years, so many days
Waking up to people who no longer care you're there
You ask how can this be, one short organic vitality
Wasted with living; the slowest way to die

The shadows of shame weigh you down 
Until you drown, filled with only their hate
All you can turns grey, and all you ever loved fades
The agony is all you know, thank you pain
A self-sadist Is all you have become, j
ust how they showed you, craving so much more
Just to hide up all of the misery
But under cloth it still bleeds

This is the Escapist's Plea
For the one who fall to their knees in misery
Trying to stay sane but fall under September's rain
Dying from the invisible disease, only you can see
Stigmatized by their sadistic need
Only if I could just fly away
...Fly Away


Details | Free verse | |

Scratching Baxter

When I left he was in his lounging chair

TV way too loud

The glow of discontent on his face

Made me want to cry

 

The only peace now in his life

Never left his side

He sat there scratching Baxter

Life just passed him by

 

In his day he was the man every man wanted to be

He had the looks, he had the job

The wife, the kids, all three

Then came the day he lost it all

His family went away

Left behind his loyal cat 

Baxter was his name

 

Through all times, most were bad

His cat stayed by his side

A comfort to his troubled soul

In life it was all he had

It has been said 

Man’s best friend

Has always been a dog

But in this case it was a cat

Whose love surpassed them all

 

I went to visit my friend today 

To see how he was doing

Knocked on the door several times

The TV was still blaring

Turned the knob and opened the door

I thought that he was sleep

But somewhere between the days he died 

In peace now he is sleeping

 

In his lap still sat the cat

Who had been his one companion

He knew his master had left this earth

His eyes revealed his sadness

I could not help but start to cry

When I thought of how it ended

Sitting at home with the TV on

All alone while scratching Baxter


Details | Rhyme | |

TIME STOPPED ON TREMBLING LIPS

Barely fourteen
and wildly carefree,
I had seen a couple kiss
as roses climbed the dogwood tree...
even clouds made the September' wind hiss;
I curiously stared at them and fantasized as any teen.


Time stopped on trembling lips
as I tenderly kissed that pretty girl 
whose hair was chestnut brown and long,
Kerry was too shy to reciprocate and running she fell;
" I'm hurt! " she yelled waving her tiny hand shining in golden sun rays...
" Don't move! " I hollered and taking a quick look, I wiped the blood off her leg.


" Thank you, " she timidly whispered
and suddenly hugged me, giving me a quick kiss as an intimidated fool,
" Let me help you get home safely, you need some band aid
 to stop the bleeding...tomorrow you should be able to go to school. "
I assured her with a touch of tenderness that she felt through her skin 
full of sand, " Help me up,  I can walk ", she said as a tear appeared on her chin. 


Only once time stopped on trembling lips,
often I had wished it would have happened again in the same place,
but no kiss was ever that sweet to inflame two so young and innocent;
and more than love, it was an affection that lasted through our memorable youth.
Kerry got ill and died years later, I've visited her grave today and left on it a last kiss;
can I wail and curse fate for having separated us by the unmerciful hand of death?   


Details | Couplet | |

Time Stop

Time Stop



There was a moment in time when everything stopped,
It was like a dream on an entirety with you.
It  there could be a moment to take back the regret, heartbreak and confusion I doubt I would.
I fear telling you how much I love you.
Thinking it ruin are forever relationship,Not knowing it was mutual. May we be of flesh may we be of soul may we have  that savior peace.
What rules then are our own? 
If we break that promise which bond each with a letter in blood.
As time stop the wind blows,we who bore so close taking the finally blow.
As we gaze into each to each tear streak face we smile and know.
Today we can be together forever in each other arm.
As though time kept going but for us,it stopped.So our moment int time where only the wind blew.
This is the most wonderful dream we have ever shared.


Details | Haiku | |

For a Friend Whose Life I've Missed Out On

So bold about death,
You no longer have hope for,
Taking your last breath.


Details | I do not know? | |

Non existing Friend

I received a day in which my friends saw my pain. Words meant nothing; not an expression for me. A tight hug and the presence of a compassionate living were needed. Who would have known this headstrong city girl had feelings. For once I wasn’t used as a magical shoulder to weep. My tears were shared, in despair the never-ending walls demolished. Left unguarded, I realized my walls were not allowing a militia to grow. I lost a true friend but gained an unbreakable bond with the minority. Unfortunately, it was just another dark fantasy. This day was just a fraud; the fall never came to revolve All I got was a day, so easy to disregard my pain. Can’t believe your sorrows come to an end by this friend’s constant okay. There is no time for my ache, these familiar voices beg for help. While I am living by the same day, pain has become my only friend. Merely a day and yet so many nights of uncontrollable waves. Struggling for a gasp, overpowering each sense. One and all forgot my weakness, my decease. How stupid of me to think I had it all. Rebuilding my walls with heavy bottles from each tear demanded to store. Oh misery, how it hurt to be poked by sharp firewood. Leaving me with pores filled with germs; still unknown how much they’ve devoured of me. Now forever I sob guarding these walls, waiting for death to call.


Details | Bio | |

Remember Me

Iv been there for you everytime you needed me,
Iv been there for you in case of an emergency.
I held your head while you were weak,
I whipped the tears off your cheeks while you were sick.

I brought you medicine when you had the flu,
I helped you out in any way I knew. 
I made you smile when everyone around you made you sad,
I cheered you up when everything was going bad. 

But now when I need you the most you are not here,
I'm down on my knees crying now and catching every single one of my tears.
I know all your secrets because I wanted to know how to help you,
But you don't even bother asking me how my day went, ain't that true? 

Iv done everything in my power to make you into the person you are today,
But now I'm reaching out to you, but you give me a smirk and walk away.
I guess this is what I get for being the person that I am,
I might of raised my voice on you, but that that just to make you into a man.

God created all men equally, why should I be any different from anyone else,
I treated you like I treated everyone, with discipline, love, care, without a mess.
I guess this is what I get for being raised by the streets,
Everytime someone went off on you I was there to have your back like the streets.

But now I feel alone and don't see anyone by my side,
I thought you would help me, that's why I cried. 
Now that my heart is barely beating, I want to say I love you,
Remember me as your teacher, care taker, soldier, your brother. 


Details | I do not know? | |

To my Friend

Your heart was full of laughter 
 Which really captured me
 It had the best intentions 
 And always had given time
 Only now it has ran out
 Knowing this without regret
 You had been my friend
 And you always will be
 Even when I meet my end


Details | Free verse | |

Dying with a Smile

Love is an unspoken form of maschism
And it's slowly killing me inside.
Each minute of silence 
A lost beat of my heart.
My ribs are all knives now
Stabbing my flesh and making it bleed.
My heart feels vast, hollow
Cold,
Like a hundred story skyscraper-
its residents packed up and left suddenly with out so much as a note on the door
And their rent unpaid.
And each day my skin screams and tries to escape my body and I saw at it with broken glass in an attempt to set it free but I can't.
I am trapped.

And our love is the five ton anchor pulling me beneath the waves.
Our love is the air bubbles frothing from my mouth and the cries of my lungs as they are
filled with the sea.

And our love is the smile on my face that doesn't dare fade despite the pain.

Our love is the hope that soon
I won't need to breathe.
That the chains will break and set me free
To wash ashore with the millions of others and watch them stand up and brush the sand from their hair and turn to bask in the sun's embrace.

Our love is what breaks my legs, keeps my back to the sun and my eyes locked on the dark waters in the hopes that you will emerge and grasp my hand and help me stand! 

Our love will starve me
And burn me
And deprive me of sleep.
I will die for our love before I leave this shore without you by my side.
And maybe,
Just maybe,k
I can smile for once without the pain.


Details | Rhyme | |

Letters to my dad

How about them times! Some of them seem so goofy now, But what fun it was. How we laughed an laughed. What’s missing now Is your face I was your ace. Not a foot print I wouldn’t trace. Always wanted to be in your good grace. Never to act in hast. He would of never made it his place, To judge you; Is a lack of conversational taste. The fact that I adore you is but one of my truths. The way you shaped my views Puts others to waste. They have no clue to what the world holds outside of there face. I can help, But I’m not the man you where Dad. Sometimes I get so sad. And for real even mad. The world took the best person I ever had.


Details | Verse | |

Only Truth

We have suddenly to leave 
People, life, or the earth 
Where nobody can believe 
That is the only truth 

Live long as you wish 
Love much as you meet 
End of life will crush 
Body, heart, hair to feet 

You will be name and date 
May be photo will remain 
Leave, as you will be the “late” 
We will join same train 


Details | Lyric | |

Missing

Walking around the graveyard
Untaggling his hands from the pocket in his jacket
its clear in his head that he's screaming for something
that something is missing within his heart

Taking off his hat as he sits it on her grave
Pulling out a piece of paper
The death certificate that her name was signed on
a tear falling from his cheek 
he reaches down to pick up the flower he laid there before

crumples at his touch
sitting down the piece of paper
he asked her
how can i love?
when the one i want is not here?

tears fall from his eyes unto the paper 
he lights a candle
sits it by her tombstone

He lays down beside her
listening to the wind
hoping to hear her voice
something he longed for
something that he was missing

he falls asleep
holding the stem of the rose that crumpled before
The pedals fly away with the wind
and the flame of the candle burns out
the rain starts to fall

He lays with his eyes closed
He goes back in time
The rose pedals fall back unto the stem
The paper flies back into his pocket

He walks back into town
Back into the house he was at before
Back at her funeral
to the hospital they were at
When they found out she had cancer
To the church where they got married
To the time when he asked her to marry him
Finally to the place where they met

There story replays again in his mind
he lays cold on the ground beside her
The wind dies down
and the candle starts burning again


Details | Rhyme | |

Confessions of a Young Man

If you believe I was born to fall in love with other men
Then, you’re not familiar with this life
No one is ever born into this filthy sin
If it’s so, there’s was no need for the one called “Jesus Christ”

Make no bones about it, we deny Him, when we chose to chose this choice
As it is, to hide our guilty conscience and pretend to make peace with it
We begin by convincing ourselves that the wrong is merely right
And you joined in…with the conspiracy, thinking you were being such a good friend but, instead you helped in making iniquity normal in the end

I begged! I pleaded for months with my accomplices! “Please, please repent”!
I wanted to embrace what’s light and out all these lies! The propagandas of homosexuality!
But, then ones who yelled out acceptance loudest were the ones who then, threatened …
To shorten my life’s and its own expectancies 

“No, the truth can’t get out” they said. Oh! The evil of this society
But, now we have to emulate the lie by teaching it to our very little kids
Why must we take away their innocence? Why must also start putting confusion into teens?
Guess what? If you’re not born with it, you can now choose a gender in an elementary classroom quiz

God, I am only twenty four years old…
Why couldn’t I understand what I was doing before it grew too late?
I know you love me but, before I loved you, I so much more loved the world
In my end, I am glad to have found a true friend and I’m sure he’ll miss me as he relates my confession, of a young man who died from aids.


This piece is a confession related to me, from a young man named “John” whom I spoke with for several months on Sundays after church.  “The whole lifestyle is akin to a brainwashing by peers and one’s self” said John.       ©copyright 1996


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Midnight Skies

Midnight Cries In midnight skies the cries of love drift off to sleep in endless love. For he who heard them. Sent them hope, that God created a world for them. For us to see and bare good times. For no more hurt and devishlish crimes. For the earth which once was good. Is soured and torn. There are no morals or dreams no more. Or hope of good things when suffering soars. For they are crushed by his vast sword. For he who has the greater sin. He has carried and been burdened with. He has been forgotten. In times like these. Because people hearts bleed with disease. For they have burdened him with more sin. They have forgotten the pain he is in. For he so carried his cross with pride. A younge man who was destined to die. No matter what the world does think. This man did live before we did. We have lost our way in darkened times. Like lost sheep we have roamed, away from him. If youd only listen and help to carry his cross. Take the blame for things done past. Change our ways for hope to last. We wont do that out of pride. When he is denied. I feel for him. I pick his cross up and help him off the ground. For he is my brother. Who I have found. He has carried that cross. No man deserved his life in such a lose. Tormented and torturded to no extent. He didnt look like a mere man in the end. He coutinued to stand even after he fell. Showing me the strength of Heaven and hell. For a man so strong, so bold and kind. Showed me what we can do as man kind. He gave his life for everyone who reads this. For those who can not see. Do not be blind Find this man, for he needs you. He gave his life to save you. With your help, you raise his cross. You heal that burden of love. That has been lost. Ease his pain and find your way. For Heaven is a start and hell is a step away.


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There's A Healing Jesus


There’s a healing Jesus!  
He’s alive today!
He’s here now!  And can take
 all sickness away!

There’s a loving Jesus!  
He can cleanse your soul!
He is more faithful, than 
you will every know!

There’s a merciful Jesus!  
He can change you within!
By his blood, you can know 
you’re born again!

There’s a powerful Jesus!
 He alone reigns supreme!
He’s the alpha and omega!  
And can do anything!

There’s a gracious Jesus! 
 He’s so loving and kind!
His dedication to us all, 
has stood the test of time!

Won’t you come to Jesus! 
 And receive him too?
He’s knocking at your heart’s door…  
Waiting for YOU!

Won’t you experience Jesus!  
And all he has to give!
He can make you a new person!  
Each day that you live!

By Jim Pemberton


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My Precious Roxanne

Teardrops falling like a waterfall
Down the river they go 
Flowing rapidly creating a rough ride
As sadness rushes to my mind
All I could think of is all the good times we had
Running in our backyard,
Riding the waves of the beach
Oh what will I do just to smile with you
Now that you are gone 
The memories will be like knives 
Stabbing into my skin
You are such nice person to be around
Probably the greatest in the world
I,m so sorry you must go
Can't help but blame myself
But I know you rather have me happy
As my last teardrop falls
I will forget you my precious Roxanne
 



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Loss Time

Your unwavering stance
 Occupied a barren region,
 Lingering there like a withering flower
 Before you ultimately departed;
 I suffered beforehand –
Missing our laughs, and talks,
 And trips to new places -
I endured your scarcity,
 I mourn we loss the time
 To conquer our declining bonds
 Previous to your leaving, and you
 Finding a new dwelling place,
 Somewhere I cannot visit – presently;
 The ever unfathomable crevice
 Between us -
Befalls a mystery to me,
 I meditate upon the why.
 What threw us into that chasm?
 Our not holding each other dear,
 Dropping us into that never ending abyss -
I assumed it would pass with the rain,
 Then we would have another day,
 Another laugh, another talk, one more hug.
 It never came to pass -
With great sadness –
Tears grasp around my throat, my mind, my heart.
 I shake my head and I say, “Not”.
It is a battle I fight each night,
 How I wish it naught!!
 My peace I fight to keep;
 And yet, I cry every night. 


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Misunderstandings

They said I was young, they said I was foolish
As I made many mistakes of all types
They misunderstood; I was taking those risks
To find some purpose in my life
 
They said I was strong for succeeding in life
And never being mentally frail
They misunderstood; I worked my hardest
To make sure I would never fail
 
They said I was foolish for trying to win you over,
For thinking a chance with you was even true
They misunderstood; I could never ignore
The beauty God had given to you
 
They said it was amazing, despite all the turmoil
We had made it for so long
They misunderstood; for us it was as easy
As discerning right from wrong
 
They called me caring, loving, and charming
And being the best husband there could be
They misunderstood; I was just trying to give back
The love you had bestowed onto me
 
They called me lost, deranged, insane
That I was living the epitome of a lie
They misunderstood; I was just in denial
That you had left my life and died
 
They called me pitiful for weeping at the funeral
For not being able to stay through it all
They misunderstood; I wanted you alive
I wish I had taken the fall
 
They said I was crazy for jumping off that building
At the age of thirty seven
They misunderstood; I was trying to get to you
So we could be together again in heaven


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Tangerine Fingers

Tangerine fingers in crimson skies
Clouds roll by like troubled sighs
Hearts do grieve for loved ones gone
Someone’s father someone’s son
Tears do fall, burning hot and bright
Sadness in each others arms tonight
Love abounds and encompasses all
Ready to catch the tears that fall
Memories good to keep and cherish
A smile will return a face to embellish
Stay strong and love each other well
Our thoughts and prayers with you do dwell
To say goodbye when times not right
The hardest thing and we cannot fight
Tangerine fingers in crimson skies
Clouds roll by like troubled sighs
 ©~GG~29/10/2102


So sorry to hear you sad news Jack Horne


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RIP My Brother

Today marks seven years you had to go. 
Your journey here was a tough tow. 
To better things the other side. 
You've left me feeling really lost. 
But the memories are never tossed. 
Even though you're in a better place. 
That don't stop the tears rolling down my face. 
You were my buddy, my pal, my friend. 
Most of all you were my brother that held my hand. 
RIP I love you always!


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Born into lies, Die fighting for Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!


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Four Years Gone

Of my life it’s been four long years of never-ending trips to the facility, you name it, in and out and up and down and over.ARGUMENTS? Don’t get me started. Every doctor and nurse on the planet. Wages war with my attempts at keeping you alive.BONY your hand was, and FOUL your British mouth. Demanding you acted and entitled calling everyone a yellow *****.
“Do this not that and see that it’s done properly!”NO HELP. That’s what I got for my thankless job of rescuing your sorry ass out of the
gutter they called Rehabilitation on Riverside Drive.SALVATION. I saved your sorry self. I fought off your greedy nieces. I dove into Hell
and pulled you out.  And now finally…FOUR YEARS LATER, at the nursing home, ninety minutes after they found
your body lying cold on the floor they called me. “We were unable to resuscitate her.”
PENNILESS.MONEY SPENT. So went their service.DEAD NOW. At last, I breathe and call the Executor.PARACHUTING! That’s what he called it, what he was doing out of town. Couldn’t assume responsibility. Couldn’t do what he promised the de-thronged former Gramercy Park Club President.
LEFT out in the cold. That’s what I was. My name as back up executor.RELEASE the body. That’s what I told the nursing home, that’s what I told the
 funeral director.GREEDY BASTARDS. It’s what I thought when they said I didn’t plan for poll bearers
or music at the service. CALLED THEM OUT ON IT. Called the whole God damn world out on it. And I rose
and took over.STELLAR is what you looked like lying in that coffin. They did a bang up job making
it look as if you were well, and on the way to the Opera or a party at the Grammy’s and jewels looked real enough. It was as if you had stepped into the coffin and passed out cold from too much champagne, remember when you did that?
ARDUOUS AND CUMBERSOME were the services where the six good looking actor
poll bearers carried your coffin and stood while Mother and I, the only one’s
there, sat through the service in the Cathedral. NEVER ENDING is what the ride seemed like as I drove out to nearly the Hamptons,
 Nearly in Calverton.QUICK was the service there. They don’t pay as much homage to the wives of sailors.
RELIEVED is what I felt when I left and finally came home.
UNLOVED BY LIFE. You delighted in torturing people.


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No Trace (Dedicated to her memory)

                                           She’s gone, there’s no Trace
                                          No more leather, no more lace
                                          No alluring smile upon her face
                                      He took her and left me with no Trace

                                         A dark and troubled life she’d led
                                      The hidden tears dark eyes had shed
                                          Dangerous waters she had tread
                                        Today I found out Trace was dead

                                       Tough and hard, the role she’d played
                                        Of nothing, she said, was she afraid
                                        But when all her cards had been laid
                                        Twas a tender heart God had made

                                             A sister’s love we had shared
                                           To each other souls were bared
                                         Standing by her when no one dared
                                         Staying with me when no one cared

                                         Now she’s gone, I have no Trace
                                      No long black hair falling ‘cross her face
                                            In heaven now, a better place
                                           Leaving me here without a Trace



 I’ll miss you…


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Once Whole

Whole at one time,
but now scarred, broken.
Dreams are all faded,
reality shining through.
Constant, weary battle,
tears are shed for you.
Might I dream again,
be made beautiful,
renewed and joyful?


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The Enlightenment of Loss

Last week my wife and I had to put 
our Lab Chow mix down. For thirteen 
years he was our friend and loyal companion.
As they injected the drug my wife comforted 
him and told him that it would be ok to just
go to sleep. The thought of the scene she
described overwhelmed me and I started
to weep for the pain was deep with-in.
My wife came home to comfort me for she 
is much stronger than I when it comes to loss,
then we comforted each other for we are one
in the eyes of God.
I started to reflect on the sacrifice that God 
made by sending his Son to bear the pain
and burden of our sin. The strength and self
sacrifice, love and compassion of that single
act is so amazing that it overwhelmed me and
the tears of revelation softened my soul.
In that revelation I gained the knowledge
that sacrifice and loss is what opens the 
doorway that leads to compassion.
We miss our dear friend but do believe he 
now lives in a place free of all the pain
and suffering.
We do believe that anything created by God
that shares so much of the heart will no doubt
live forever in our soul making him a part of our 
spiritual existence and a example of the words 
love, companion and friend.

We love you Rebel.




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LETTER TO A SORE BROTHER BEAUTIFUL SISTER DEDICATED TO MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS LOVE

LETTER TO A SORE BROTHER, BEAUTIFUL SISTER (DEDICATED TO MY BROTHER’S AND SISTER’S LOVE)
 Early jungle makes me a desire
To be alone in the belly of our dear beautiful mother
Because our growing up is such and irony
Which made me rejoiced each moment this time
That wishes were never allowed to be rose
For men of wrong mind to buy
There in my childhood irony moment
We fought as if it is created share hatred
We wish for all except one that pays a little pain
For i held back from all
As all held back from me and other all
Indeed, people taught that our life is a share pain
A sore injury to the world of love
Because i loved each moment my brother bleed from our father’s hell
I went behind the scene to celebrate my goal
kindly, the moment is always become
As i happily shun and damn the future
... who did you think you are with my future
I sometimes ignorantly murmur as a child
In my little kingdom emptiness, i rejoice in the brothers pain
A little hatred of thee, a more love of me
I love each time i am loved alone
To hate thee by my blood and cause sheepishly i became and honour
As this irony grows into something still ironic
I wish my pain could allow my pen speak plain
To cry such an awesome deep and sore blood
At each moment the rain of thee bath me thoroughly
To see thee share all to have me clothed
To borrow from the enemy to have me homed
even to lose all from the gods to make sure that i have all from the goddess
The brother even stole to have me meal
More like the blood and doing of the mother, it shared abroad
As brothers all lie to have me protected
 Much illiterate to make me the literate king
Oh bleed me death less i say this pain of love
Sisters risk of the night, the horror evil men to see a smile in this lips of mine
That i wish never remember the selfish boyhoodness
Ay! How i see my brother’s cry in his desolation
Not for him or for his little joy
But for the pain of a dear brother
To save all only to loose all to life a brother
Its pain of the ugly moment in a close death
It was determined and death paid of thee
But the brother and sister’s coming death
Woke brothers will up, sisters ghost down
I need to save my brother
Leave my life to save my brother
And take it once his breath is back
There the sacrifice of a dear brother made me desire
Never a child as this in my next world
Because you are a brother, a beautiful brother
A sister, very handsome sister that i hold dearest to my breath
And love dearest to my heart beat


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Goodbye

Comforting words
Smooth, quiet tones
Reassurance 
complete confidence 

Long nights spent reasoning
In total understanding
Twin thoughts 
twin minds
twin miseries
and twin fates

Now it’s so quiet
Too quiet
Complete and utter silence....
Oh my God, 
What happened to the good old days
When we both made sense?!

Lost in blurry dreams of childhood
Colorful, wonderful, windy days
Subconscious cradled memories 
of the times when we 
were eachother’s only friends

Only you, 
	the sky
		the earth
			and me...


				No betrayal

			No lies
		No fire

	No hate

No regrets.

I think I can understand 
why you won’t face me
But your sudden silence
is so confusing

Did you ever know me well enough
to know my affection for ultimate honesty?
If you wanted me to go away
why didn’t you just say something? 

Only this emptiness is left
Inconsolable grief...
For what never again can be 

No warning
No parting words
No ceremony

You went and had the funeral 
for our friendship
but did not invite me

From the start
I thought these ways would always be
But in the end,
All I wanted, my friend 
was to say 
goodbye.

I can’t trust anyone
anymore
anyway

All alone again
shame on me


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Sweet Sweet Lorrayne { Rondel}

<                                          Sweet sweet Lorrayne
                                            No voice to speak
                                            Smile always peaked
                                            Just wanted to end her pain

                                         
                                            Known to one and all
                                            Cookies cakes she loved to bake
                                            Orders were never to small
                                            Family tradition she wanted to make


                                            Meds and revival she wanted nil
                                            Family and friends held her hand
                                            Assured she would wake in the promise land
                                            Lit a candle and placed it next to cross in window sill
                                            Oh ye hearts tears did over ~ flow and fill
                                     

                                  


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Jeano Violino-resubmitted

There was violinist
He was old and grey
Loved by all but could not stay
He played the violin to the grave
And there the old violinist spends his days
With his love shed in lights of golden rays


For Gean Isenberg, grandfather and friend you will be missed.


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KITTY EULOGY

Stashu kitty hear our words
Follow the light, chase the birds
Run across the rainbow bridge
And daddy & I'll be there in a smidge
 
Clean Dos's ears and Apples nose
Now it's time for me to close
Wait on me dear friend of mine
I'll be there right on time.


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Cheery Blossoms

Cherry Blossoms bare their fruit, virtue... . Flat tail beavers; construct their lives... . Mordant lives carry no scars... . Dormant lives wallow, there... . Seasons amble by... . Truth enlightens... . Leaves remind... . Live, fall... . Die... . Authors Note This is Nonet form of poetry written in a prose form of Conversational Style of poetry... . In practicing this Nonet form the rules are the first line of the poetry itself is a complete "Nine" syllables, as the next 8 lines cycle from eight all the way down to one... . It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional. Prose Poetry is written in narrative form of poetry. When I say practicing this combination of poetry, well it is like writing in Haiku form, it requires great deal patience and thoughtfulness to complete, but when finished, it centers the mind as it opens the mind to write more freely... . Thank you for your time in reading, God bless and hey have fun yes... ?


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Kidnapped Angel

This shouldn't happen,
To anyone.....
Not ever.
The pain of losing a youthful and yet radiant life
Someone who meant so much to us
The end was not suppose to be like this.
In God's eyes this was the best way
That He could call her home
Laughter that is still ringing in our ears
The smile that we see,
The smile that haunts us in our sleep.....
She was and is
An Angel here on Earth
And an Angel up in Heaven
Yet even in knowing that she's in a better place
We are still somewhat incapable
Of grasping this tragedy
But we WILL see her beautiful smiling face again
One of these days...
We will also meet our Creator......
And she'll be standing at His glorious side,
Waiting for us to come Home......
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
This poem is dedicated to our dear friend R.I,P Anna Marie Mayall we all miss and 
love you, you were an incredible inspiration!!!!!


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The Flight of Thomas Morray

Thomas Morray was a friend of mine He had this obsession with wanting to fly He began to study the skeletons of birds which provided his volcabulary with the strangest of words He professed he longed for his sternum to be fused, so to strengthen his muscles, when in flight he would use; these conversations left me oddly amused and to be quite frank, very confused I mis-understood his studies to be for fabrication; of metal, paper or other type construction; I began to believe he himself a bird-brain, I thought it was some sort of mental type strain I visited Thomas Morray twice a week, at the place where he lived; listened to his stories of birds and of twigs Until, on one stop, the nurses said Thomas is ready to die I bent down and whispered, "Now's your chance, Thomas Morray, Fly, fly, fly"


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Faked

I stumble upon a river
the way it flows and feels
I take my shoes off and run threw it
laughing looking up towards the sun
I wake up and it was all just a dream
my sister runs up the stairs
she slams her door
i asked her what was wrong
she looked at me 
She says "mom told me you were adopted"
at first i laughed as i thought it was a joke
I run downstairs to see my mom and dad sitting on the couch
"mom?" i say
she replies "its true we adopted you!" 
she got up and walked into the kitchen
"after all this time i thought i was yours" i say
My father gets up and walks out the door
My mom lays her hand on her forhead
Just dont worry about it  everything will be okay
"No it wont i say"
i felt fake like i wasnt who i was suppose to be
i just sat on my bed thinking about the whole thing
my whole life and who i should have been
I packed my bags that light and i ran away
leaving the less important things behind
i set out on a journey to find my real parents
I had my sister get there info. from my dads office
I took a bus to indiana and looked up there address
As soon as i found it i knocked on the door
A man opened the door
he said "who are you?"
i say "apparently i am your son?!"
"you put me up for adoption?" i repeat

He yells "ANNA!?, Some kid is here for you!"
i repeat the story to her as she denied it
She looked bruised and beaten up
I wanted to help her but the man hut the door on my face

I had no where to go now
So i started on a journey back home
But i never made it there 
I found that old river i use to go too
i stayed there for a few weeks until
i remembered the way back.
I found myself that day
I realized that i was fake but now im not because i know that i am just me not any of them





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Tim in the Skies

I woke up screaming
from one of my dreams.
Stuck my face in a pillow
to muffle the screams.	

It's hard to watch
someone else die.
Are you up there watching
as I search the sky?

I'm looking for answers.
God gives me a few.
The answers are empty
down here without you.

I should have died.
Not you my dear friend.
You just tried to help me
and I dreamed it again.

The knife in your heart.
Your eyes that just stared.
I hate to admit this
but I was so scared.

I was the first one
to fall to the floor.
Kicked,beaten,and stabbed.
But there would be more.

I curled into a ball
and I should have stayed there.
Frank and your brother appeared
and both asked me,"where?"

I pointed as they ran.
there were to many to fight.
But they both rushed right in.
It was satan's delight.

I got up and followed.
Didn't know what else to do.
I walked right through the carnage
and that's when I saw you.

You asked me what happened.
But I was out of my mind.
I said I was jumped 
and then we both looked behind.

There was your brother falling
with ten guys on him 
and like Frank and Dan
you just rushed right in.

We both watched in horror
as Dan curled into a ball.
Then you grabbed this guy
and threw him into the wall.

Then everything was slow motion.
Guys were flying through the air.
I could barely see anything 
but all I did was stare.

You were making them run
but one still wanted to fight.
That's when I rushed in.
He had this big knife.

I got there too late.
I grabbed you where you fell.
The look in your eyes
is my own private hell.

You died in my arms.
Some of me died there too.
It's been thirty years now.
Thirty years without you.

Why did it happen Lord?
Will I ever know?
Will Tim ever forgive me?
Do I want to know?

A nightmare that lives
after I close my eyes.
A dream that makes me
search for Tim in the skies.

For my Best friend Tim Gitchel who was murdered on 2/12/1979 in Oxnard CA at the 
movie theatre when we tried to see The Warriors. I miss you buddy. RIP


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FOR AN IRISH LASS

   FOR AN IRISH LASS 
In a constant lack of motion 
through the window of your mind, 
all you seek is your seclusion 
and a friend you never find; 
you've been looking through the window 
to someone you never see, 
never reaching for a reason,
never thinking I'm just me. 
     As if you want to be alone. 
      Or just another skipping stone, 
       with someone who's better known. 

In the hopeless life you're living, 
all your friends have left you cold, 
it's a ferris wheel you're riding, 
and the song is getting old; 
all the things you've held most dearly 
come to nothing in the end, 
and your search is overlooking 
someone more than just your friend. 
      Someone who'd be there when you cry. 
       Who'd never think of asking why; 
        I will help you learn to fly. 

Living songs about confusion 
like a puppet on a string, 
one is pulled and your responding 
is whatever pull should bring; 
you will go in this direction 
everyone says you should go, 
and the person you are hiding 
is someone you'll never know. 
     Out through the window, I'm your friend. 
      From your beginning, to your end, 
       I will give, but never lend. 
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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Never Take Hate Outside

When you're hurt inside,
And there's no where to hide,
And there's no one on your side,
And it's killing your pride,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is chocking,
The heavy words never spoken,
The things that hurt you inside,
When love has died,
Inside,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is gone,
From being alone,
And it beats a solemn tone,

When you're cold inside,
It's only a short ride,
Never take hate outside


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Come Take Me Home

Walk with me Jesus as this journey I embark.
Take my hand, please guide me through as this pain won't part.
Lord please carry me as my strength grows weak.

Hold my hand Lord as I walk on my faith alone.
I know only where I am,you know where Igo from here.
I grow tired Lord,my body battle worn and weak.

Stay close to me oh Lord, please light my way?
Guide me oh Lord as I know each day I wake
Now lies solely in your loving arms above.

Take my hand Lord Jesus, please lead me home.
Please guide me down the raod to Heaven's golden gate.
Set my heart at ease,grant me Lord your blessed peace.

Wrap me tight oh Lord in the warmth of your love.
I am reaching oh Lord for your presence from above.
Please send your spirit Lord to guide my way.

In this form oh Lord,I am much too weak to turn the other way.
Please Oh Lord stay close to me come what may.
Please stay with me when tis life goes away.

Please Lord Jesus,come take me  home.


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My Old Lovable New Friend

A funny thing happened to me just the other day.
The friendliest cat came to my door wanting to play.
He was meowing like crazy, peering in through the screen,
As if calling to someone it’d been a while since he'd seen.

I said, “Well, hello little kitty. What is it you want?
I’ve never seen you before. Are you just out for a jaunt?”
He was an orange and white Tabby with a depth in his eyes.
Of all the cats I’ve known, he was the most lovable guy.

As I petted him gently, he met my every touch.
He loved all the attention and just couldn’t get enough.
I gave him some ham scraps and some water to drink.
He gobbled it all up; then was gone in a blink.

A few days went by when one night I couldn’t sleep.
I stepped outside beneath the lamppost on our street.
I looked up at the stars as I so often do,
And talked to God and loved ones who are up there, too.

I thought I’d sure like to see that cute, friendly cat.
And right at that moment, he appeared! Just like that!
He came out from underneath the cars in our drive,
And walked right to me. I couldn’t believe my eyes!

We were both so overjoyed as if long lost friends
Who were finally able to embrace once again.
He squirmed with such delight at my every stroke.
In his eyes, I saw my friend Teddy—that’s no joke.

You see, Teddy was my life-long friend who sadly died.
I miss him every day and often look for “a sign.”
I asked the cat, “Are you Teddy?” Our eyes locked in a gaze.
Just then, as if answering, he raised one paw to my face.

He reached up with his paw and gently touched my chin.
It gave me goosebumps because I just knew it was him!
In awe, it took me a few moments to take this all in.
Then, I said goodbye to my friend, "Hope to see you again."

The next morning in the yard he played wild and carefree.
He was running and jumping and climbing a tree.
That’s the last time I saw him—don't know where he could be,
Or whom he belongs to, but I sure wish it was me!

I wonder, was it Teddy visiting me as a cat?
Maybe, just maybe?  I’d like to think it was fact.
I’d sure love to see "my old lovable new friend,"
But, seems he’s vanished—I haven't seen him since then.

If my friend ever does pay me a visit again,
I think I might keep him, if it is all right with him.


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My best friend

I can feel it coming
The end of your story is near.
But please let me tell you, 
How much I care
For all the moments you protected and loved me,
I'll never forget how you took away my fear.
The most wonderful companion 
Who dried every tear.
It saddens me to see you go
But you will always be remembered, this I swear.
As I lay beside you thinking of the memories 
Of me walking and feeding you, a perfect pair.
It never was owner and dog, just friends
Who loved and played so no one could compare.
I wish I didn't have to see you weaken and go,
For I know I'm losing someone dear.
And can't stand the thought of an empty home and an empty heart.
But I will always love you even in this despair.  
Please go on strong and someday we will be,
The best human and dog pair.


Details | Free verse | |

Achilles

This is about Achilles who is told that he can choose to either be immortal or kill Hector and 
avenge the death of his cousin, but then be killed like a mortal.Achilles chooses to avenge 
the death of his cousin and sacrifices his immortality for the same.




I am immortal, the Gods tell me,
My immortality is my fate's Gift to me.
Hector, the Prince of Troy, is a hero-
Strong, wise and just,
But he killed my friend 
And to  honour his friendship,
Avenge, I must.

Its our decisions that make our future,
And our beliefs that make us great.
Fate, the Temptress shall never be my master,
I do not believe in fate.

Our friends... they live in our hearts,
For them I will let my world fall apart.
Life 'is' nothing without those I love...
Let Death be my answer from Gods above.
If I kill Hector, Death will soon find me, 
And to return to dust, will my fate be...
But immortal would be our friendship,
Though short , our lives may be.

Life is all about love
And to love and be loved is the only honour I seek.
I stand alone in the darkness
Trapped in an unpredictable world...
I am a legend,
Because I choose to live by my code,
To cherish my moments and memories,
To protect, honour and fight for those whom I love.
I live by my will and my strength,
And by the grace of the Gods above.


Details | Free verse | |

The Dying Limb

So tightly squeezed shut
Is the flow to healthy flesh,
That might by your release 
Ramble back and return again.

The tireless dancer sends an echo,
Desperate, pressing,
Pulsing into the vice
So far from home.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Life!

My life gets so off course, and spins out of control, like a magical tornado.
My life, to me, is my own death race.
Don’t ask me how or why I look at this way.
I know my life is not great, but I love it as is.
My life, is wrong beyond compare, but its so right too.
My life never comes to a positive road.
My life , is addicting in so many ways.
My life is very regretful, well for many people. I do not regret one damn thing about it.
My life, is my life and I would not change anything in it.
My life is my life and I love everything about it!
I hate my life.  Maybe it could spin into control. 


Details | ABC | |

Coward

People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?
Why has this life become so meaningless,
that we just want to throw it away?
We become selfish and think our life is so bad,
dont think of others who's lives are worse, But still greatful for what they have.
People take for granted the things they've got,
clothes, food, smokes and shoes, even a roof or a bed,
They dont think of the homeless,
the hungry, not even the cold or the hot.
They just think they want to be dead,
Things happen in our lives that, to us, seem bad.
We dont look for help or trust any "friends"
All because of the past we've had.
Dont be a coward and run away,
Stick it out, Live life,
I know that there's alot of strife,
But stick it through day to day.
People want to commit suicide,
people choose to die over livin life.
Why has it come to be this way?....


Details | Terza Rima | |

CONFIDING IN SOMEONE

Often I've been accused of being too righteous and wise;
a zealot putting all his efforts in an unquestionable faith,
and my trust is never weakened by a delayed promise.


Others have gone from this earthly place, to rest in unattended graves;
I've been derided by their indignant, loud laughter,
and you think I would have been intimitated by their offensive words?


Never did I react unkindly, just ignored them and walked away,
not knowing that they would have been cursed and faced punishment;
and with premonition, I had foreseen every event of their destiny. 


Today, confiding in someone who will take time to listen... 
will give me a reliance not smeared with absurd ridicule;
I can give good advice: unforgettable words that will remain. 


Confide in selfless, trustworthy friends who show concern and self-assurance,
by their deeds you will know the trueness of their evident honesty;
so why wait and not run to one as I... and not start living without reluctance? 



Details | Rhyme | |

Hang The Witch

She loved big hats
A red bodice she wore
Plumes, bobbles and ribbons galore
This was enough to call her a whore
Many a fight she engaged publicly
But she was no different than you and me
She enjoyed the drink
Entertained late into night
In Puritan society this just wasn't right
She had three husbands
Two had died
Twas wichcraft her accusers cried
Thou be a witch her neighbors declared
At first she was angered
Later quite scared
Her trial commenced without hesitation
I am innocent she claimed
With great indignation
I know not of a witch
Suddenly the girls began to writhe and twitch
They cried and screamed 
Great acting I must say
With this they took poor Bridget away
Upon deaf ears her pleads they fell
Bridget Bishop must go back to hell!
Her naughty behavior and costumes so bold
Helped the Magistrate believe the tales told 
Twas To Satan her soul she had sold
So she would hang by the neck until dead
No one believing a word she said
Soon 18 more would suffer her fate
Once accused was already too late
The Salem Witch trials came to an end
When no one could tell a foe from a friend


Details | Verse | |

Double Decastich-AUTUMN BELLE

Autumn Belle
fell in a deep well,
the animal rescue team came,
but the well's cavity was too narrow...
they waited until Tom brought a drill. And meow
after meow she gradually became ill;
and more famous than Hollywood stars she became,
but could stardom have helped her fright, 
if she was hungry and trembling with fear?
Yes, the chance of survival was slim for Autumn Belle!  


Autumn Belle,
loved to play with Ginger and Bill,
but they warned her of the danger
by pointing their finger
to the direction of the well,
but as agile and smart as she was,
she never understood what they meant...
'till  tragedy stroke as her claws dug into the wet grass,
peaking inside to satisfy her curiousity in a minute or less.
No, death wasn't foreseen for Autumn Belle!


Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Rhyme | |

Till Death

Your so far away now
Thought your close in my heart,
The memories of our friendship
Help make it through while we're apart.

The days in the summer
Just enjoying the sun,
Kid's running around playing
Have way to much fun.

The funny times we had
Tears, laughter, hardships we'd share,
The comfort each had felt inside
Knowing for each other, we'd be there.

No matter what the situation is
We're forever bond as friends,
We'll make it always together
For only death is when it ends


Details | I do not know? | |

Missing You

It was once hard to think of a world without you,
But now you have been gone for three whole months.

It's hard getting through the days without your smile,
I get hurt and reach for the phone but know i can't dial.

I shall never know what went on in your mind that day,
But if i could do it all over I would be with you and say..

"Troy you're loving and smart,
you have tons of friends that are always here.."

But I can't tell you cause it's already too late..


(R.I.P. Troy Penn & Amanda Borsos
August 3, 2011.. <3)


Details | I do not know? | |

Forever Somewhere

Watch me as I shoot across the midnight sky
Looking almost as beautiful as I am fast
I do my best to try not to die
But we both know that I cannot last

Flames and faith blazing as I go
Because I know that just up around the bend
Is forever somewhere that I do not know
Is forever somewhere near my sweetest friend
Is forever somewhere where I still love you so
and forever somewhere near my bitter end..


Details | Narrative | |

My Scars

We were both 16, we shared many firsts with each other. First girl I ever kissed, First person outside of family that I told "I love you" to and we took each others virginity. We were both young and foolish but to this day I still say I honestly loved you. The day you told me you never cared for me the day when you told me it was all just a game was the day I cut my first scar into my arm. I knew you longer then my own brother. We were best friends grew up together, we even got a house when we both left the "nest". Those were the best 3 years of my life we became brothers we became blood. The last day we ever talked is the saddest day in my life, even to this day I cry when I think about you walking away. The scar you gave me stands out from the rest, it's deeper and longer then the others. You were my star I gave you everything I had. I would of walked through the pits of hell just to see your smile. I thought you were the one, I thought we had a future and would be together forever. But one day I came home early to surprise you with this ring, yes I was going to ask you to marry me. When I walked into the house my heart was shattered and blown away by the wind. The image of the two of you is burned into my brain I did not say a word just dropped the ring on the floor and walked right back out the door. The pain of the knife cutting into my arm shocks me out of my thoughts. I watch the blood begin to drip onto the floor this makes 13. 13 scars on my arm


Details | Free verse | |

Beloved Friend I Have Fallen

An angel, cradles me, in her motherly arms
I have fallen, I am venerable 
I told myself, I would not do this, no more
I have failed to keep my promise, to you
I have not stayed true
Tears flowing, as I smile, just, for you!
Remembering the times, when you cupped my face, in your hands
Your blue eyes, gazing into mine
Telling me with sincerity
‘I am the sunshine, that lights up your world, each day that dawns’
My heart aches, it rains with love, having fond memories of us
Wash me clean, being human, is challenging me!
Emotional bondage, creating blocks
I need to move on, you are dead and buried
Your time here, over
My heart struggling, accepting this reality
“Forgive me”
I pray to be free!
“I Love you, my beloved, friend”


Details | Elegy | |

The Friend We Knew in You

Compassion that was infinite
Laughter that lifted our spirits
Comfort that enveloped those near
A crusader; true hero that wanted for naught
Whisked away so abruptly
Leaving us here to cherish all that you've taught
Heart wrenching to say goodbye
to our jewel as your name did imply
When we walk down the halls we will see your kind smile
We will never forget you walked with us for awhile


Details | Narrative | |

SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Goodbye

I knew I wanted you before you were born.
Then you were here.
I have had so many fears.
Without you and your love my heart is torn.
My heart remains empty and worn.
I cannot fight these tears.
I couldn't slow down the years.
My heart will forever mourn.
However, we grew older.
How can I learn to live without you?
I want nothing more than to die.
Your body is growing colder.
What am I to do?
Goodbye, Goodbye.


Details | Classicism | |

When I Think Of You

                  When I Think Of You I smile cause I think of all the good times we had,
        I stop myself when I'm about to cry and start feeling sad, I just wish you could come back I miss you so bad. No matter what I do theres always something that reminds me of you there was so much things we've been threw.  There thick and thin you were always by my side as my best friend. When I think of you I get chills inside I love you when you left apart of me died. Noone could ever replace you if they tried.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Story Of Samson

Making A Commitment To God

Samson...  A judge of Israel 
was known to be strong.
Because of his vow to God.  
His hair was to grow long.

With the jawbone of an ass... 
Thousands of Philistines were killed.
To get the secret of his strength, 
is what they had willed.

They sent Delilah to tempt him 
with her charm and beauty.
Samson revealed his secret to her.  
Growing exhausted & weary.

Breaking the promise of God... 
He lost his strength and eyesight.
Till the day he rested his hand on
 the Philistine' temple so tight.

He asked God to give him
 strength once again.
Then pushed the pillars.  
Killing thousands with him.

For all of his accomplishments 
he had made.
He broke his promise to God. 
 When his secret he gave…

Make sure your commitment 
to God is true and real.
So you don't end up, 
like Samson of Israel!

By Jim Pemberton  


Details | Free verse | |

Serenade To The Wolf

When we are rendered alone
And don't know where we should go
We new to overcome
The forces who drag us under

Some will persist to stay
But the darkness only grows ever stronger
It's time to anew

Though it gets harder every day
I'll promise I'll always live for you
There's no need to state your pain
I already see it in your eyes
We can break from their lies
Come and see what you have
come and see what you have is me


Details | Ballad | |

Euphorianah'

The sapphire sun of what-were dreams
Setting in the forsaken east
My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice
Let death be a choice
Dusk revealed your truest nature
Before her argentine eyes
'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies
Let your forgiveness be la Vie In this frozen air
The wings of my deepest despairs

Friend or foe?
The dagger close to my heart--
If your forgiveness is nigh
Let me know--or is this all a lie

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

The winterwind tears carress me
With whispers, (of) Someone I Once knew
Calming the fears inside
But the pain remains
--hallcunary rains 

Dreams fading with the Enya in your eyes
With the darkness of your hands
The silverfears of the pale moon
Shine on you

Lilyheart swain 
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

Your eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, blue 
Sacrdice has a price
Heaven is calling us tonight

Cursed In shadowed illusions
Shall we dance?
Would there be a chance
Euphorinah 
Forgive me now
I will rip out every nail 
Of your coffin
I don't care if it's God it will offend

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah


Details | I do not know? | |

Peace

Friends,
Loss,
Death,
Sadness,
Despair,
Pain,
Unbearable,
Anger,
Hatred,
Rage,
Unstoppable,
Death,
Regret,
Suffering,
Blind,
Deaf,
Broken,
Incurable,
Void, 
Sight,
Silence,
Realization,
Help,
Happiness,
Complete,
Fulfilling,
Unimaginable,
Acceptance,
Serene,
Death,
Peace.
At last….


Details | Rhyme | |

Brittney Sweet Brittney

Brittney sweet Brittney
why did you leave that day
why would you ever 
want yourself to go away
I know they said
you weren't in love
but I know what ya'll had 
was a love from above
I guess maybe it was your time 
to be gods angel
but Brittney you left us all
mixed up and strangled
you were only fifteen 
when you took your last breath
I guess they really did 
put you and Sean to the test
you said in a note your love
was like Romeo and Juliet
a love ones heart 
could never forget
Sean said even death 
couldn't do your love apart
This you meant because march 20th
you stopped your hearts
together you lay there in silence
as I weep and ask god for his guidance
Brittney sweet Brittney 
why did you have to go away..


Details | Free verse | |

The downward spiral

The downward spiral

On the edge.
Leaning towards the deep end
The dark waters with their mystery
Seem to beckon you and your misery
Talking like its cold embrace will warm you
It is asking for your life and to guide you.
Leaning forward into the abyss
The wind past your ears seem to hiss
Your fly and you soar
For a time that makes you wish you had more
Though the feeling cannot last
If you keep thinking of what people said in your past
The water boils from your unleashed rage
Only stirring the whirlwind of pain and hate
As you claw at the blackness surrounding you
In the tormenting fury that you cannot bare
You wish to scream in your anger 
Yet your voice seems to just whimper
drowned without air
As you are over come with despair.
The lack of life in this moment makes you weep
All you want to do is sleep
But then you think.
What about the ones I will make weep?
Maybe it’s not all that it seems
Maybe someone is waiting just for me
To wake them from their dreams
The nightmare that they cannot break free 
The one they are waiting in just for me.
I want it all to stop
I really want to quit
But I know the person is waiting for a hero
And this hero is me.
I must get out.
Out of this dream
I need to wake and help the one beckoning me
I say sorry to this black water
Then flail in its grip
Trying to escape its unholy embrace.
My breath escapes from my lungs
And my mind screams in pain.
But then the darkness evaporates.
Leaving me to start anew 
Like a phoenix rising from its own dark ashes.
I look at the world I thought I knew
Awake and breathing
I arise from my room
A new view on life.....
I look in a mirror
Then I see what I want to be
The glass shatters
Setting me free.
I will change the world 
And all that has hurt.
I will not let the one waiting for me down
I will find him or her and turn their life around.
I won’t let this world drown 
I won’t let others follow their spiral to the ground
Because I’ve already been to the bottom
 I know what it’s like to hit the ground
Then lose all you have had
But now is my chance to turn it all around
Ill carry you up that spiral with not a look down
I’ll help you rebuild your world again
Then stay with you until our end
Now no one will fear the spiral again
Because they will always have a friend.


Details | I do not know? | |

Preventable Suicide

Guilt haunts me to this day;
Your sad face is melted to my brain. 
The echo of conversations...
I could have eased your pain.
Your body was once so strong, 
but now, against God's will, 
with dried tears stained upon your cheeks, 
you'll lie forever, cold and still.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Stitches of January.

“Buy me a scarf” she said and curled her toes through snow to demonstrate the color of
numbness..

“Buy me a scarf and I'll wrap our memories around my neck, you can watch me smile in
storms as I contemplate warmth and look at you beneath the sky.”


I wrote promises on windows with fingers that touched shadows and counted snowflakes
crystals as I destroyed their patterns in a feeble attempt to claim love...

There, in the house that spoke one thousand tears, I thought about the secrets we
whispered when the year turned and purple was fantastic on the other side of frozen lakes
despite the voices that named us something unspeakable.

Rings and silver and I wore one on my toe, polished perfectly, my feet felt summer and I
laughed in lilts of June and breaths of lilac bushes that lined my backyard, but I kept my
closet door shut, winter stitches on shelves so January's voice would never be heard...

I boxed up photographs and letters that quoted songs we had sang together, I covered up
her haircut and placed her eyeliner in an envelope but I knew, beneath the ground where
lilac bushes rooted themselves...

she wore the ring I had placed upon her finger on her fourteenth birthday, on the day
August spoke up and we listened intently, mocking 

January

and bedposts that wrote her name...


and I sat, cleaning prints off of windows, erasing promises and eluding love, wondering,
if I had learned how to knit, would sidewalks have been so convincing?


I listened to memories and bought myself a scarf, wrapped stitches of January around my
neck and heard her, in laughter, as she whispered through the wind that numbed the fingers
that broke promises...

“Lend me your scarf, and I'll see you, I'll hold your hand when August knocks you down.”







Details | Lay | |

Avia, A Memory

The darkened stair
The footsteps coming down
The hunger there
The dove sang and then flown

The sudden kiss
Of constant memory
The sweetly missed
The sad, sad history

Avia, I
See not why men should praise
The hope to die
And leave desolate days

Where the living
Webbed, a blind butterfly
Jn suffering
Can only wait, and think and cry.


Details | Classicism | |

Saddness

              I've fallen apart inside
          My saddness is hard to hide, 
        I got an overwhelming headache
      from my devestating heartbreak
        I feel sick and lost because I lost someone I love,
       Feeling like I'm living the worst nightmare you could ever think of.
                     It's critical the way I feel
          It's a deep pain that can never be healed
                         I just wanna runaway
           Somewhere very far to see a brighter day
                     Just know accidents causes heartbreaks
          I lost someone so real never fake.
           He's in heaven now because only the best God will take.       


Details | I do not know? | |

Say No! To Blinds, that could Kill up too, One Child a Month

I am blind and the News 
sometimes lights the way 
I am small and blind but sometimes 
i find that a little knowledge
is better than no acknowledgment at all
so in this knowing let my action say 
thank you news HLN Morning Express   
So i can look in and save my own from the blind within!  

aka:lyricvixen


Details | Rhyme | |

When I am gone, I am still here

 When i am gone and you can no longer see my face,
Just know in my heart you'll never be replaced

When i am gone, left you without a goodbye or a trace, 
When my absence makes itself known and your life like
footsteps take on a sadder, slower pace remember i am always here, always near

Can you feel me wipe away your tears? Whispering in your ear
Informing you that better days are near and you have nothing to fear for my arms wrap Around you becoming your shield    

My words are growing thin and i have nothing more to say
Just remember even when I'm gone, I am never too far away....  I am still here


Details | Ballade | |

trains

Here I am
with all my bags scattered at your feet.

The train roars away, miles away.
With smoke piling out of it and no trace of me.

Had a nightmare last night
that I left you behind
hit me with such force that I 
jerked awake and cried.

There was darkness looming ahead
but I just kept
doing what I was doing and
then it all caved in.
The thunder roared 
and the lightning cracked,
death surrounded me
I was found with shaky knees
somewhere on Toledo streets
all I could think of was Home.

So I jumped in someone's car,
in someone's arms
and fled.
Cuz it was new and different.
I said Home,
Take me Home.
I called and called to say 
I was on my way.
No one answered. No one was there.
But new people. 
A Father who looked like my Father but a Mother who looked strange.
And I know wicked step mothers are only in movies. Only in movies.
That storm had taken everything I knew.
That nasty selfish storm.

You heard I was on my way
to go way
cuz I was in shock, it all came back
to me.
Have to start my life over.
Brick by brick.
Block by block.
The strongest material
so we can always stay together.
You did not push it.
You did not beg.
With the calmest, gentlest voice you said:
You were the most beautiful baby 
I'd ever seen.
Born on a Tuesday
I remember that day.
Six pounds nine ounces
however many inches long
and smiling away...

Can't believe I almost left you behind..
Like some puppy I can't take on a trip
that I can just toss aside
somewhere on a country road left wondering what you did wrong.
You are people.
You are my people, 
some of the best God made. So I dropped my plans ran and took a flying leap into your arms.

That darkness is still here 
but it isn't everywhere.
Its starting to fall behind 
will you dance with me on the other side?
And say we beat this 
we beat this thing.

I cried oceans for twelve whole months
and I will continue to off an on
until my Home is back...

But now I'm here ready to gve give give 
til I can barely walk walk walk
cuz I'm so worn out.
That's what I want.

Here I am take me back.

Trains will always be there.
Trains will come and trains will go..


Details | Free verse | |

Station Bench

Everyone is a child's child.

Everyone is grown some
little, some hardly at all.

Everyone is one
until they are none,
no more.


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Cease, My Friend

What future lies beyond the hands of time?
Where friendships loved are frozen in the past.
When dreams of garden walks and life sublime
Detour unto death, killing hopes amassed.

Imaginary solutions came to take you away.
Imaginary hopes promised a brighter day.
The risk is much too great, I dare must say.
Please send away those toxic thoughts, I pray.

Loneliness succumbs, wanting some great escape.
Imagination thrives as darkness meets its fate.
The future dims as mishap takes its deadly shape.
Recalling hopes amassed…friendships watch and wait.

How then, can we go on, we, left behind?
Reflections of what-ifs rambling…forever stay.
The tragic loss cost each one of us our peace of mind.
Friends that loved separated, much left to say!

Eternally, one’s temperament may remain the same.
Reach for strength inside your soul; I’ve seen it there.
Cease, my friend, do not play this deadly game.
Open up your heart to those who care; life can be fair.



Details | I do not know? | |

The Crucible

I can only begin,
To express what its like,
To have gone through such things,
As the crucible hike,
54 hours of torturing pain,
Which only got worse,
When it started to rain,
6 hours of sleep,
Issued 3 MRE'S,
5 recruits dropped,
Overcome by the heat,
After 2 days of hiking,
We were issued our masks,
Taken into a chamber,
Were we get CS gassed,
With the rest of our strength,
We head for the reaper,
Into the mountains,
We hike deeper and deeper,
80 pounds on our backs,
M16 to our side,
Ascending the mountain,
Screaming painfully inside,
The Reapers a monster,
It can swallow you up,
A truck had to follow,
To pick recruits up,
though it felt like forever,
We had finally arrived,
Beyond exhausted,
and sleep deprived,
Then the DI's scream out,
lets pack up our trash,
its time to head out,
So get off of your ass,
The hike back was torture,
But as we got back,
we ate a meal fit for warriors,
then marched straight to our racks,
Some thought they'd been dreaming,
Some wild cartoon,
But we had really overcome it,
As a team, a platoon!
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


Details | Couplet | |

Two Hearts Kissed

Two Hearts Kissed

Thank God that families can be forever.
Now you and your Barbara can be together.
Separation by death has pains, tears rain.
And hope teaches of togetherness, again.

We two met, became “best friends”, loved and married, 
Although marriage passed, friendship remained.
No widow, I, but there is still some pain…and our son.
God, please comfort him through grief with shining sun.

One man, many children, our son’s father, my daughters' “Dad”
The tragic end to a giving life, lost in a blink…more than sad. 
Tears fall, souls ache, and demenors remain strong while hearts break.
X-husband, father, brother…and friend – too soon, the Lord did take.

My love I send to his children, sister, and to his every friend.
Dear God, a forever family prayer I ask for Barbara and him.
Please comfort those who loved him; he shall be missed.
And thank you for the years we shared…two hearts kissed.

Lovingly, Dane
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Details | I do not know? | |

vodie vodka

wish we could
explain the pain we
feel in our hearts..
In our thoughts ..
in our tears when 
we remember you…
Our tears are
named…our  thoughts
are written..
With all the
beautiful memories 
and smiles of you…
You gave us joy and
happiness..  warmth
and love..
You were our son…and
a loyal brother..a
true friend..
Who never bothered
us even if you were
in pain..
Never killed a
innocent life even
if it’s the nature’s
way..
You were always
special in your own
way..
 The prayers we
prayed together and
the songs we sang..
The ball games we
had with the runs in
our yard..
With the rain drops
you played and at
the pool you rest..
Memories are
strongly held and
cherished always…
May be in years to
come we may have a
doggie pet..
But no one will ever
take your place..and
it will never be the
same..
Our dearest vodka…we
truly deeply miss
you..
Missing the smiles
you gave when ever
you saw us..
Feels like our world
is torn apart.. we
Feel the emptiness
in our house and in
our hearts..
But thank you  Vodka
for the beautiful
six years you gave
us..
With lots of
happiness and love
we never felt it was
never enough..
You were a part of
our family..a part
in our lives..
We will always love
you and remember
you..
Now that you are
gone to heaven to be
with god…
You will always live
in our  heart with
all the memories of
yours..
We love you and miss
you our beloved 
Vodie Vodka..!

Written by – Dilupa
Wijegunasekara 
(27th October 2013)


Details | Light Poetry | |

Government Sanctioned Murder

Let's be real. Blues are the new crack and no one denies it, 
they reach basers with no sign of government confinement. 
This color kills slowly with one after the other, the big wigs count on that population to smother. 
Oh wait this heroin has a script? Supplied by whoever made it synthetically legit? 
Yes they do my young drug user you see, and if I were selling I'd give you half for free, forcing the Need to come back to me.. its ****in crazy how they make a tribute,
identifying the evil but never slowing the distribute.. or consumption for that matter, 
theirs no hope for modern day snap-back mad hatters.. All I can do is say that I'm here,
for anyone lost in their own right to fear. 
For my fears are numbered today as it seems, only two reside in sporadic day dreams. 
One that the user wont ever find clean, and won't ever sleep towards true divine dreams. The other that server will not end the cycle, and won't see their job any less than quite rightful. Both will dream, theres no denying that friend, just depends if its sooner or after the end..


Details | Free verse | |

Lucky charm

Breaks an egg and out comes the sun
Begging for forgiveness
For lighting
Ducks sailing on the spikes
Women watching them trough keyholes,
Light diffracted into Meduses-
My happy face
Circularly deformed-
The brave man behind lens
Is the sunset’s zipper
Of the blue eye spot-
Her face – mechanic eyes
Lied on the floor, naked-
A pomegranate breaks beside her-
Lucky charm, said someone –


(originally written in modern Greek and released in February 2006 from Nocturnal 
Publications – translated here by the author)


Details | Free verse | |

Summer School

One year I went to a summer school. 
And there was a girl there 
With shining eyes and
An award winning smile. 
She was kind to everyone and 
Excluded no one. 
She always laughed with others
But you could go to her when you 
needed it.
We talked for hours and
Quickly became friends. 

Last year I went back to summer school. 
The girl was still there. 
She had sad eyes but
Kept the award winning smile. 
She was kind to everyone yet
Excluded herself. 
She never laughed properly 
But you could always go to her 
when you needed it. 
We talked for mere minutes and
I guess I lost a friend. 

This year when I went to summer 
school
The girl was no longer there.
Rumours of suicide surrounded
Her name
And no one was kind to us all.
Everyone excluded their-selves.
Silence consumed every thought and moment
Because no one was there when we 
truly needed it. 
Memories of talking haunted me and
I couldn't help but miss my friend.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Advice

You told me you had high hopes for me
But I'm just a regular guy
You act as if it's entirely my fault
That I like to cheat, steal, and lie
 
I told you, I was simply drinking the alcohol
To drown away my pain
You told me I should try new things
So I tried heroine and cocaine
 
You told me to try and get a fresh new start
So I took the initiative and moved
It wasn't my fault my roommate was mean to me
If you met him, you'd have shot him too
 
You told me that everything would be ok
And then I was sent to jail
I had one phone call to try and get out
But you told me you wouldn't pay my bail
 
You went off to have a family
And told me never to talk to you again
I lost my mind, body, and soul
But never stopped calling you friend
 
I finally got out and looked for you
And found you much farther away than you said
You told me never to call and to never come near
So I used my binoculars instead
 
You seemed very distant from me
So I came to your home address
I came to your home and rang the bell
All of a sudden I was under arrest
 
Back to jail I went yet again
And dialed your number with my one call
You told me you were no longer my friend
And I deserved to suffer the pain of my fall
 
You told me that I'd be better off dead
So I took your word, fair and square
Now that the noose is tied around my neck
Would you mind kicking away the chair?


Details | Rhyme | |

A Monarch Asks

Will you decide to stand with me?
When I demand this world?
Support the future that I see?
Salute my flag unfurled?
Direct my troops in peace and war?
Defend my life with yours?
Follow orders that you abhor?
Find spies within the corps?
Advise wisely without error?
Arise to each challenge?
Only to be Coffin Bearer,
once fools achieve revenge?


Details | I do not know? | |

Gloves II

She stirs and wakes...
Only to discover she does not live...
Her frosted heart was blocked...
"He broke through." she thought
"All those year's of work for nothing..."
As she makes her way home tears stream down her face...
"It's been some time since this has happened..."
But what she knew deep down inside was the truth...
"This was my fault" she whispers
"How could I have been  so blind?"
"You weren't" said the voices
She stops and looks for the source
"Your'e to good for him anyway" 
"Who are you?!?" she shouts into the night
The disembodied voices said
"We are the ones who will always be there for you"
She stops at the front of her house and turns back...
"Thank you" she whispers 
Holding back tears as they present her with new gloves
As she slips them on she looks back and reflects upon herself
"They were there..BECAUSE THEY LOVE ME..."


Details | Rhyme | |

A Letter to a childhood friend

I haven’t wrote to you since you went to war.
In fact much longer before you started that tour.
So I’ve taken pen, whilst you took sword.
But right now I don’t feel it’s all too mighty.
I’m struggling too much to strike a chord.
And I wonder if over there you even thought you liked me.
Remember when we used to play war with sticks and twigs,
For giddy kiddy kicks and gigs?
I fear I may have made that too fun for you.
Cause it was my imagination your enthusiasm used to tire its legs through.
We used to fight a lot and not just for pretend.
Both of us took too long with toys we’d lend.
In our angsty teens we tore the seams.
And we were both too busy trying to be men to learn to sew.

It was your mum who told me you’d enlisted.
It was for the best you always lacked that discipline she insisted.
And I agreed.

It was my mum that told me about the funeral.
Said your mum wanted me to go with her to meet your coffin still.
And I couldn’t.


Details | Rhyme | |

War machine

I blaze when i shine young soldier, Your job is hard you got my shoulder
Dont cry just grow up be older, your a war machine now your colder
but dont worry ill still stand to holdya, i got your back young soldier

Everyone even at a young age hase feelings
They shape us to who we are with meanings
peace for one world is anothers bond brothers dreaming
i watched us grow up we were hurt but now we are healing


Details | Sestina | |

ROXY, THE ROTTWEILER

Roxy as the loudest rottweiler in Waterbury, an historic town in Connecticut,
Roxy was a vigilante dog, which never let a stranger or a burglar in;
once this ranch home was a haven, thanks for the love she had shown!
While I was watching my favorite movie, she joined in with interest; 
I padded her to let her know that I approved of her curiosity,
and I spoiled her with foods that dogs shouldn't eat: like cookies and pastry! 



On the sunniest days of spring and summert, we spent many hours playing, I threw the ball
and she would find it anywhere on the lawn and bring it back breathing heavily;
whoever says that dogs can't be human?....They have already proven that to us
by being our best friends! A dog can rescue a child from a burning house,
and jump into the coldest pool and bring that baby unharmed to safety;
and many of them take risks that we wouldn't take, to protect us in dangerous situations!



Canines have been our bodyguards since ancient times...Homer, the blind poet, had one, too,
but what they don't have is a spirit like ours, that spirit which returns, upon death, to God;
and will they ever go to Heaven with us? Our answer should be no, but the odds of taking  
them with us, wouldn't be favorable, so we must leave them behind in their earthly dwelling! 
When we'll be resurrected by Christ, we'll remember these loyal and dear companions
that shared our affections, our joy of loving, and our same fate: living and dying like we do!
     



Roxy was the gentlest and the most affectionate dog that ever lived, Roxy kept me from harm;
and what she gave was more than anyone could ever give! And my appreciation and gladness
were demonstrated in my caring ways: making sure she was well-fed and had plenty 
of water to drink, when I would be gone for hours...and on my return, she would greet me 
with a loud bark, and licking my cheeks, she jumped on me and tickled me with her paws!  
Roxy was a gift from a neighbor who died alone; she entrusted her to me, and called me son!


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Blank verse | |

The Cave, The Tiger, and the Cell Phone

I was in a cave and my best friend and I were trapped with just one way out,
And there was a tiger,
And my best friend said lie down and we’ll hide,
So we hid,
And we were under a grey flannel blanket,
And my friend said, “Keep Still”.
And so we laid there half asleep for hours,
Waiting to be devoured.
And my cell phone rung and I knew it was my wife,
And I threw the cell phone hoping to distract the tiger,
The tiger heard the cell phone,
Went to the cell phone,
And followed our scent.
I laid as still as I could.
I laid without fear, but also without the absence of fear.
I laid waiting.
And the tiger went to my friend and began to lick him.
And he began to whimper,
And I began to delight in his whimper, for it was not me that the tiger was licking.
And I felt the hot breath of the tiger, and was comforted that his hunger in that 
moment was not for me.
And I laid hypnotized by the hot breath of the tiger, mesmerized by the tiger’s 
comforting touch.
But still I did not rejoice,
I simply laid still.
And the tiger began to chew,
And as the tiger chewed I heard my friend whimper,
But still, I laid still, waiting in hope, waiting in silent rejoicing,  for my opportunity 
to escape.
And I heard my friend stop whimpering,
And I felt the hot breath of the tiger beginning to fade,
And I looked toward the side of my eye at the tiger beginning to feed,
And I jumped up and grabbed my cell phone and bounded for the exit.
In the end, when the tiger comes haunting,
We are often neither good nor evil, strong nor weak, courageous or cowardly,
In the end, when the tiger comes haunting,
We are simply slaves of the instinct to survive.
And so I hope in God’s freedom.
I hope in God’s freedom for me, my friend, and even the tiger.
Not because we are so good as to deserve it or so evil as to default to it,
But rather because God is neither like me, my friend, or the tiger,
But like something so sublime as to love us all.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

THE URGES OF WEEPING

by Andrew Crisci  
 

Bitter tears drip from my red pupils like incandescent, hot lava
erupting from a volcano to appease the urges of weeping; 
and do I mourn for myself, or for the poor, innocent, persecuted,
misunderstood and unloved? Will this cry of injustice change anything?
Will the oppressor be softened by them or remain vile?
It's very rare that pretentiousness turns into consciousness,
revealing all the faults that make one a persona ingrata;
why is human pride such a tempting desire to own everything,
to destroy what was built with stamina leaving no footprints? 
What will be said about an era which did not prosper and shine?
Who will write the testimony books, if not those inspired?
Take the written word away, and the darkness will definetely return!
Dante and Shakespeare did their part in divulging it: you do yours! 
Yesterday's world was a menacing shadow oblitering all knowledge;
the masses were ignorant, but some fervently sought education 
through the favor of Kings and Queens, not ignoring the urges of weeping
that came from poverty and unvoiced thoughts that couldn't be expressed;
yes, the above-mentioned Rainassance poets did succeed in their quest!
What disturbs me is the absence of fairness and equality in our times,
even  murderers can be acquitted for reason of insanity..they take a life
so sacred and useful in scopes beyond comphrension and imagination;
how wratful God must be over the decision of a lenient, or corrupt judge!
And what outrages me is the heartlessness of mothers that want obortion,
or leave the new-borns in trash bins, or on sidewalks...not even 
on a church's steps to be spotted by passerbys who will come to their rescue;
and sadly they will die without knowing the urges of weeping as we do. 
How cruel and lawless is Man ruling the earth without the concept of humaness!
And what does He care if they live in squallor and are denied happiness?
All He desires is riches, admiration and comfort over the urges of weeping! 


Entered in Michael J. Falotico's contest, 
" Sounds Of A Cry "


Details | Rhyme | |

LOVE LETTER

Dedication to unconditional love and soul 
salvation

I AM the ONE who loves thee
The ONE who cared enough to die for thee

I AM HE who redeemed thee
The ONE who rose from the dead to comfort thee

I AM the ONE who will always be with thee
The ONE who will never forsake thee

I AM HE who is integrity
The ONE who imparts truth in thee

I AM HE who was sent to save thee
The ONE who bore all your infirmities

I AM HE who will come back for thee
Just be a soul who truly loves ME


                    YESHUA


Details | Limerick | |

Remains and Residue of Love

56 years. 

Now he lives on the 8th floor, 
she lives on the sixth. 

2 floors, 
two buttons, 
and 20 feet away. 


He travels 
by cane. 

Relieved 
they don't make those things 
out of saw-dust, 
she lives 

2 buttons, 
two floors, 
and 20 feet away. 


Too much momentum 
to spin her attempts, 
he waits for her guide downstairs.

Paces in front of the window each day, 
and when she makes her move, 
he hurries down 
-well, he tries- 
so she won’t assemble outside, 
unaccompanied. 

Always wondered what they talked about, 
perhaps the loss of their only daughter 
thirty years ago. 

perhaps not.

That other day 
she sat alone, 
and I thought 

... he may have just had taken a nap... 
and as she rested there waiting, 

she joined him, 
in the only way she could.



Details | Verse | |

YOU CALLED ME COLOURED

I born, I blak.
I grow up, I become blak.
I see, I blak.
In the sun, I blak.

I scared, I blak.
I sick, I blak.
If I die, I will become blak.

Rotten I blak.
And You white fellow,
you born, you pink.
You grow up, you become white.

You go in the sun, you red.
You cold, you blue.
You scared, you yellow.
You sick, you green.

When you die, you gray.
And you called me coloured!
Black is ebony not attificial.
And you called me black.

whites and Blacks  come together,
the voice of apathied is crying 
In the grave,calling on
unity in diversity.


Details | Free verse | |

For Kyle

My beautiful baby angel,
In heaven you are to stay
But your memory lives on,
It only gets stronger day by day.
Musicians shout out your name,
Lighters go up.
As do tears.
But we have erased,
All the fears of loss
and accepted that
You will never truly leave us.
Our love for you shines
Brighter than the sun.
Love that is endless,
Hearts that have sorrow;
But warm memories as well.
The feeling of sorrow is replaced,
With love and a new kind of wholeness, and acceptance.
Even though physically you're gone
Your soul lives on,
In the universe,
And in our hearts,
And in the hearts of others.
No words can replace the loss,
But day by day, it will not hurt as much
And we will think;
Of all that we used to do
And we will keep,
The beautiful memory of you,
Alive;
Just like the very last time we all had met.
Beautiful angle in the sky now,
That you are.
But you will never leave us
Because your memory;
Is filled with forever amour


Details | Rhyme | |

BIRTHDAY ABSENCE

Thinking today what we would have done 
if for a reason that you hadn`t gone
and left your friends and family with a space
in our hearts and lives,it`s etched on our face.

But your qualitys will never ever be forgotten
funny,wit,caring yet missing you rotten
well my friend,although you`re above
i will wrap this off n send it with love.

       R.I.P ANO X


Details | Rhyme | |

Tears' Ancestry

At the Campfire of a Moon-lit Night, in the Yesterdays of Time : We Chime, 
Together, Entwined as ONE; The Sun dissipates Our Souls, not Our Rhyme
Sorrow we have shared through the Years, Sorrow, its History Is with Us : Tears
We cried for Sorrow, for Joy, for Life, FOR DEATH FOR the Eternity of Forever
We Cried so hard : We Laughed; We died to keep some Joy in YOUR HEART
We Shed; for those YOU think have died , we cried; knowing their " Eternity’s " Start

                  Dedicated to Constance LaFrance~ A Rambling POET~~
                        A Tribute to Her Beloved Sister : “ Suzanne “

                                          To Be Continued


Details | Sonnet | |

THE CYBERLOVE

........THE CYBERLOVE
Through time and space, you've come and found me here,
at first I guessed that you were only dreams,
that come and go, so far away, yet near,
and in a time where nothings as it seems.

Too much of you fell on me from the start,
from out of night, where winds of love are blown,
deep in another time, as if a part,
of all I've ever been and ever known.

Deep in a candle flame, that burning sight,
I feel you near, across the universe,
and touch your love, bounced from a satellite,
and make of you my blessing and my curse.

No matter--you've become my love again,
from out of cyberspace, where you have been.
..............© ron wilson


Details | Ode | |

The Emptiness Inside

Gone he is, this brother of mine 

    Left is an empty hole

  Visions remain of his misery

 As death came to claim his soul


 Weak and frail was this hand I held

    And his breath dark as night

 I knew too well the end was coming

    But, could not leave the sight

    Stay I did , and watch the last

       Breath, echo the end

  The visions remain and torment me

   The loss of my brother, my friend

  There’s an empty space inside of me

    That ‘s hollow and can’t be filled
   
   A vacancy that no-one can see

       A  part of me was killed

  Dear, dear brother I miss you so

    You are always on my mind

 People will come and people will go

But,  you my dear were one of a Kind !




Details | Quatrain | |

For John Ecklin

I've buried a brother.
I've buried a father, a mother.
Into the ground have gone aunts 
and uncles at one time or another.

Friends I have lost by the score.
Seems there could not be any more.
But every day it wears my brain sore,
realizing who will never again grace my door.

Best friends are by name defined.
They only come once in two lives affined.
If one leaves, no one steps up as if assigned.
The empty spot forever seems that way designed

My best friend is now no more.
He surely is waiting on some far shore.
Which will be shown to me when I'm no more.
A new world, where for eternities we can explore.

John and Teany left a hole in my heart allowed only to friends.  


Details | Rhyme | |

A Life - A Tear

As the Daffodil , lives every Year in the spring of Life
As the Memories of a Living Tear, live an Eternal Life
Those in Heaven, Whom we LOVE, do not Know "Crying"
A Tear “to them“, is Immortal: Washing the Fear of “Dieing”

When Cain Killed Abel, an “ Immortal Tear was Born “
Passed on to Generations, and for the FOREVER Life “Adorn “

           YOURS ALWAYS, in LOVE : HG ( Harry ) 

                                To be Continued


Details | Elegy | |

Reset

Don't be afraid to go back in time and see the life you lived. 
Artificial smiles in a world stained with pain. 
People you trusted, you deemed as your friends. 
Only later they were icing on a cake. No one's understood you.
A book by its cover, they threw you away. 
Your heart's vulnerable, breaking to pieces day-after-day. 
Don't give up. It's not the end.
If everyone's turned their backs on you, know I'll be always there for you 'till the end.
Like shadows that never fade, it's inevitable for your angel not to walk away. 
So don't look down in tears. Just take my hand and I'll kill away the pain.  
I'll do all that I can to help you shine bright once again. 
Through death and hell, I'll forever be your friend. 
On a bed of nails, we won't turn pale. 
Don't give up. It's not the end. 
When everyone's turned their backs on you, 
know I'll be always there for you even after my end. 
Six feet under, my heart won't mend. 
Everything that has an ending has a beginning in the end. 
It's not the other way around. 
So turn around, my dear, 'cause it's time to leave our mark.  
It's the series finale of what had been. 
Two will become One. 
One will leave a legacy for the world to learn its inconsistencies. 
Let's hit the reset and see the bliss tonight. 
Because the end is not the end.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Want to Be Where Jesus Is

I Want to Be Where Jesus Is!

Where Jesus is,
 I want to be with him
I’ll honor HIM because
I love him!
 
Into his direction
 I shall go…
His word in my life,
 I must daily know.

What he says to me,
 I must carefully listen,
His will for my life,
 I don’t want to be missin’.

His love for me…
I want to receive,
His abundant life is what
 I aim to achieve.

Thank you Jesus for 
helping me to see…
I need much more of you, 
and a lot less of me!


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Verse | |

Cold Brittle Truth

As a race
We chase the tail of approval
As a race
Cowardice abides
Dissonant souls
And dreary eyes
Measly lies
And tensions rise

As a whole 
We march to the melancholy drum
And bathe in the scum
Of what we've become

Oh sadness, my old companion
You, who tore me from childhood fantasy
You, who made my joy a fallacy
You

Seldom is the heart
In a place willing to give
In a place worthy of peace
You're living, at least
Though you may not want to live

As a tribe
We cannot deny
As a tribe
We can no longer lie
Or divided, and lost
We all will die


Details | Lyric | |

Hanley

If I ever mock upon thoughts of a tie,
And if it ever it loosens, then I might deny
That every day were as great as the next
And every smile were dressed to impress.

I saw him last night in his pajamas,
Pining over drunken summers
Saying it's alright.
Well, it's not right
To call me up and ask for something
I can't give - I told him one thing -
It's alright;
Don't kill tonight,

As he sang:
Laura Lye,
Sweet Laura Lye,
Queen of Jameson,
Quervo dragon
Laura Lye,
Sweet Laura Lye
Won't you please pour a drink
For me.

With a tee and jeans he wears a tie,
passing on another lie
For my sense.
He prevents
My resistance toward nothing -
does nothing for nothing
In silence -
Immobile violence.

Now I'm singing:
Laura Lye,
Sweet Laura Lye,
Queen of James on
Drunken liaison.
Laura Lye,
Sweet Laura Lye
Won't you please kick James' ass
For me.

You know, I hate prying
But I think angels are dying
In sequence.
In confidence,
I excite the river's bend
When I think things are coming to an end.
I can't prevent

My Laura Lye.
Sweet Laura Lye,
I am dragging
My own sense of stagg'ring.
Laura Lye,
Sweet Laura Lye,
Won't you please just say something
To me.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Gave His Life


Jesus gave his life! He wants to share it!
Will you take up the cross?  And bear it?

He asks us to “take up the cross
 and follow him.”
He’s what we need!  
The sacrifice for our sin!

He provides peace, love and rest for all!
There’s no problem too great
 or too small!

His life for yours…  
What choice will you make?
Please do it now…  
Before it’s too late!

Right now!  Today! 
 You can be made clean!
God is always with you!  
And can do anything!

The opportunity is given!.  
The choice must be made!
Will you be free in Christ?  
Or be sin’s slave?

All it takes is spending 
 time in prayer!
Jesus is here now!  
And can meet you right there!


By Jim Pemberton   


Details | I do not know? | |

My cats death

Filled with no more than a breath of warm fresh air,
 exhausted, he dies
His last breath, heavy and sullen, 
pours out from between his cherry pink lips
Flowing down the sides of his, light blue blush cheeks,
 constantly licking its way down
From there it flows about the floor in desperate need of human muzzle
Dragging itself from here to there and spreading itself out thin
When it came upon a sleeping cat, 
with no remorse of stinking foul, crept inside its nose
The cat wakes, places several masks upon its face,
 then blows it right back out
The breath, lighter now, 
finds hope in only death and dies
The cat perplexed can only sigh.


Details | Alliteration | |

Never Ending Ail

He fired rage
I burned for him
He fought a war
I served for him
He lost his life
I yearn for him
The lessons that
I've learned from him
Follow me 

Everyday
I thirst for him
He lost sight of what was real
And I observed for him
When light faded gray
I turned to him
And he turned to me
And I was there for him
I cry down on my knees for him
I want I cry I bleed for him
I kick I scream I plead for him
But no longer can I 
beleive in him

He trusted me
To guard his life
I let him go
He broke my strife

Still I think of him
Now and again
I loved and miss
My life-long friend


Details | Free verse | |

dead within a shell of my former self.

I cry and so she does as well
Hold back, but myself is shown
Gain your composure as you 
Shatter into fragments of your former self
But still hold yourself together as your
Not worth the effort to strive for
Worthless in a sense
As she cries in the arms of one she
Calls friend, when she speaks of the
Events, which have unfolded 
Your name is never mentioned
When you cry on shattered dreams
She has no remorse as she crawls into
His arms
But why
why must I care so much
but apparently not enough
I forced her to cry and
I am damned for it
behold my weeping sorrow
as she ignores me
and so heartache becomes known
but I put forth the effort 
effort to accompany her
to comfort her
and all that is returned are false smiles
and wishful thinking on my behalf
why hope for something that is never
why strive for tomorrow when today is nonexistent
slit and the scars become memories
a first instance of death within my eyes as
the blade draws near to my flesh
manipulating my mental image of perfection
as drunken fights become
my only shelter, 
I am not myself now
will I ever be the same again
things have changed
I am far beyond help as I draw closer
to the abyss which I know as death
find something to protect my life
as I  stumble into time as nothing more
than a guy who once cared too deeply
and now nothing exists
numb and cold
numb and dead
why must everything suddenly loose
its ambience...
...why must she not see past
former relations and realize
I AM REAL!


Details | Free verse | |

Weak

Resistant laugh,
Scope of my pride,
Honorable integrity
With a twist of wisdom and wit,
Is it hard to notice
The night turning over
To the peer of the morning sun
While the frozen ground is cracked
From a winter's chill
Like the chapped lips of a cigarette aficionado.
 
You beseech me
And I abide by your appeal
Like a doctor with a weak anesthetic,
Yet you stand outside, watching the sun rise
With a roll tucked between your pouting lips
Like a man under the pin of a shark's jaw
As the teeth clench and he uses his last breaths
To try to kill it before it kills him.
 
I can only say a prayer for you
As I've done so many times before,
Wishing for your comfort and happiness
Like a repetitive drone with a repetitive desire,
But it makes no difference to the eyes and ears of this world.
 
God will chop away at you
Like a surgeon running late for a dinner party,
And you will deteriorate
Like the awe inspiring pages of a classic novel's
First print. I will spare the expense
And carefully turn each page,
Reading each chapter under strict scrutiny
As a devout fan and honest critic,
Loving, appreciating and admiring every word
Until the day the binding
Loses its touch
And falls apart.


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LEAVES AND SHIELDS

Oft'times I see my friends all 'round
Lke leaves of Autumn, floating down
And softly drifting, side-to-side
A passive dance, on zephryn tide

Then when the ground is covered o'er
A million leaves! A billion! More!
Each leaf contributes its full size
Then, on a stormy gust, they rise

'Til once again back to the groung
With only a faint rustling sound
They cover Earth like coats of paint
And never from them one complaint

For leaves, it seems, were bor to fall
In answer to their maker's call
So, after their day in the sun
They pay the piper, ev'ry one

God's peple, too, could learn fom them
We hang by life=thread, very slim
We live our lives as we see fit
While kowng there's an end to it

That thresd will tretc, but one day break
Then ev'ry triumph ad mistake
Will only be a memory
That's shared by friends and family

Our mem'ries are like building stones
That shield us from the tears and groans
A pebble here, a bolder there
The joys we could together share

Wallsgrow thick, and shields grow strong
A  love, and lift, and help along
Each one who shares this life with us
The ones wo give to us their trust

And as we journey toward our home
It's never good to be alone
That thread may break at any time
And end our Earthly pantomime

Life's Earthly gain (and this we know)
Will wash away in time's great flow
Just gifts we've made and good we've done
Will keep our mem'ries in the sun

To shied our loved ones from the storm
Reflect sunshine to keep them warm
'Til each must turn the river's  bend
We never know just how or when

So nw, dear friends, my point of view
Theere's just one thing for us to do
Please build a shield for me, will you?
I'll build, the best I can, for you
Walls grow thick
  


Details | Rhyme | |

Death Looks Friendly

There have been times in my life when death looked very friendly,
so I guess it's a good thing that friendships never last with me,
but my ex friend death and I will one day come to terms inevitably
and then we shall rekindle our lost friendship eternally.


Details | Ballad | |

I saw them once!

It was monday afternoon and a cool breeze parted my hair like a blooming flower
Long as my hair was it looked magnificently golden as it shown with power

Sweet summer sweat gleamed off of my skin as I ran through the field
Endless energy and spirit my presence could wield

Just in front of me skipping as she pleased. 
My childhood soul mate the goddess Genivieve.

Hand in hand we danced and giggled without a care in the world
My first crush was a tomboyish little girl

Silly as it may sound but the truth is this
She made my heart jump and my legs twitch

As the sun wound down into eve
The colors in the sky was a masterful weave

Just as the orange and purple sky grew darker with the passing hour
Angels flew after the fading gold tower

I knew she saw them too! So we talked with smile and gleam
Could we have shared the same wonderful dream?

I knew then on that we were supposed to be
Though now she is much more than a memorie

Every now and again I find myself looking at that same setting
Imagining the girl I once new at our childhood wedding

Now she sits at those same gates and stares into my eyes
while I sit here and blubber and cry

That is not only what she does for me during my time
Her hands steal these keys and formulate rhymes
                    (David Welch 10 years old)


Details | Free verse | |

Where's The Blame Contest Entry

Forgive me, please hear my call and answer, 
Tell me that you'll forgive me, for all the wrong I've done. 
I've punished myself everyday though it never seems enough, 
Scars across my flesh, haunting memories in my eyes. 
I wish I could hold you, gently, warmly, tightly, 
Pour into you my deepest grief, my sorrows, and never let you go. 
Im left a crumbled being on my knees, wishing you could hear my cries, 
Listen to my appologies and accept that I would be the one to rather die. 
Can't you feel it, my heart is breaking, shattered by what I've done, 
I'm sick and my body aching, knots in my stomach and Im hyperventalating. 
Please come and answer me, find a way to hear my words, so loudly screamed, 
You loved me once more than I deserved, love me enough now to absolve my hurt. 
Please forgive me Darling, I didn't mean to beg, 
There is nothing left of me but a shadow on the edge of the bed.


Details | ABC | |

The Revival by Michael Byron Dale Hamilton

I have felt the love
I have felt the hate
I have felt the life leave my heart

I have felt the ones I loved betray me
I have felt ones care from afar
I have always wanted a few besides me
Without them I am nothing

Whether you are there from afar
Or walking by my side
Whether patting my back
Or giving me a tender kiss of life

I have been mocked with riches
And I tore myself down 
"Life is going to hell" I said
As i crossed on to a dangerous path of life

But after today
Things have went my way
And nothing now feels wrong

The past is gone now
These times anew
But at least these times
I'll spend time with you

I was the voice of which could not be heard
I was the song which couldn't be sung
I was the one that went unnoticed
I was the bell that was un-rung

I was one of the lucky ones
I had my friends there all the way
To revive me from my aches and sorrows
Bringing back my true life

I noticed life was passing by
As life soared right by my side
I gathered all my strength and spread my wings
And now with life I fly

The Revival by Michael Byron Dale Hamilton


Details | Ballad | |

Shelly Cole

A bright Texas sun
Beat down upon this day
In the middle few should know
A teenage soul should stray

Stolen by a thief
With no apparent motivation
This man offered
No explanation

A mighty blast filled the air
She had wronged none 
All of a sudden
Her life was undone

Now robbed of her life
She shall carry on
With the pull of a trigger
She was forever gone

Yet carry on she shall
Carry on Shelly Cole
For your passing was
Out of your control

Happy you shall be
In the heavens above
Wings you shall have
Like that of a dove

Your beauty lives on
Long past your breath
It was near devastating
When informed of your death

Shelly, O Shelly
What has been done?
For your eyes where brighter
Than that of the sun

Though your body lies motionless
On that of the floor
Your soul shall undoubtedly
Live evermore

Carry on Shelly 
Carry on


Details | I do not know? | |

Sigh

Fabricated lies boundless,
Without a cause.
Words of promises
Left forgotten.
Abandoned soul
Heart less and alone.
Tears of sadness recognized
But not accompanied.
04/09/09


Details | Free verse | |

The Coin

The Coin I am a survivor at all costs I refuse to lay down my life Living the Good Fight of Faith Until my steps cease to be Someone said to me recently Looking me straight in the eyes Said, I mourned over your death When you almost died a few years ago Frankly, she said I am over it now You look worse than I have ever seen you Yet you are always smiling and helping others Why don’t you just let him take you home? I was riddled with emotions as tears filled my eyes I took a deep breath placed her hand in mine Sweetie don’t you see I have done that already? He has not called for me yet, I assure you of this What I endure with all that is failing in me Is a far greater burden then you carry in grieving Over your friend here dwindling physically away I ask for nothing from you except your support There are no requirements that say you have to I will understand if it is too hard for you but Remember I will always love you, I set you free She fell apart wrapped her arms around me Then whispered in my ear I am just so worried about you You are my best friend and I feel helpless all the time I smiled, It’s ok I’m tired too but until its time I Am here such as it is for the duration living in Grace There is a fine line when someone is very ill for A long time that pushes to protect them from Anymore sorrow as the mind naturally detaches itself From the ill to heal and move and Forward We who are ill need to understand those frailties Of the human mind that wearies those we love That is why I am always jovial on the phone and Smiling when friends come to visit both sides of The coins in this matter are very hard to endure I found that mercy for their feelings rose in me Saturating me with compassion for their fears and sorrow My walk is inevitable but I must protect their futures At any cost This is where Love will shine the brightest Forever Carole Cookie Arnold


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Still with me

My dear beloved friend,
I feel you late at night,
Curled atop my feet,
And keeping my heart alight.
I see your sweet smiling face,
Everytime I close my eyes,
And feel you rub against me,
With all the love you have inside.
My loving baby girl, 
I feel you here beside me,
Comforting me of all my pain,
Your close to me once more,
And I have not to weep as much,
When I feel your tail waggin against my legs. 

RIP My Puppy Camille <3 
I love you babygirl


Details | I do not know? | |

loved one

a smile upon my face
warmth inside my heart
this is what I felt
when we began to start
in a different place
and at another time
a love for ever broken
now no longer mine
you begin to fade away
left presence I can’t see
but I can feel you here
still watching over me
your a whisper I can’t here
and a touch that I can’t feel
I’m talking to you now
I love you and always will


Details | I do not know? | |

Dead best friend

She had now where to turn to
She had no where to go
she ran down beside my street
Crying out of pain

And from my window i watched her cry
So painful it seemed to me

But then some one walks up to her
With a shout of pain
I jump out of my window 
and say
'get off of her'

And with a fright the guy runs off
But yelled at her one last time

At this rate i heard him say
'Your going to die
today or tomorrow
I'll find you any where you go'

with pain I'm my heart
i stop dead in front of him

'you messed with the wrong girl'

With a punch that got him in the jaw
He shouted in pain and waled at me

But no not me
my friend in pain on the floor

And on that night my best friend died
With a bullet in her heart

I still remember that day
i Still remember who did it

i still remember that day
my best friend became 

my Dead best friend.


Details | I do not know? | |

Endless Silence of the Truth

For the time has come to gather around. 
We should  join in our hearts the endless laughing moments.
Everything around exist for us to become and to be.
Why do we  forget that the leaves on trees will not  always be there? 
Why do we show hatred when there is so much love to share?
The time crawls upon and then it all ends.
The ending of what we should have always known. 
We all do not know the endless truth about the ones who suffered for our own tears to cry.
We carry on and live the days and nights in denial.
The time has come and yet, it is always ignored. 
In the crowd there is those few that smile when you need them the most. 
Right next to you might have been your friend that you dismissed because you were busy.
He or she migh have  called on you when the tears ran deep.
Sadly, that person knew you would forget his or name.
For the time has always been a refreshing ray of new beginnings though.
The time has been a friend to you.
It is not special when  someone else gives you their time?
The leaves are not always there for you to see. 
The limbs get weaker as the day passes on.
We should join together for all of us to be and become.
Everything exist as a warm glow.
In silence the whisper of the wind says nothing is everything because it all exist. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Year Gone By


This year has brought me much heart-ache, grief and many a tear I did shed
For I lost a friend so close and dear to me
I was a heart-broken and empty lass
As my world crashed down and
Shattered like glass.

It was the saddest time of my whole life that I've ever
Felt so much grief and pain in my heart
I could not cope with being apart
From my dear friend Coni.

I still sit and think of her each day and have precious
Memories that will always remain in my heart and
Stay in my mind for hope and comfort
I do find,
Remembering the friend I had
Who so loving,
Compassionate but most of
all kind, 
What a true diamond
Of a friend I was blessed to find.

In loving memory of Coni Oliver
Sept1956-July2012


Details | Free verse | |

The sweetheart you were

You broke my heart
You made my world fall apart
You made me cry
You made me realize truly
That when all is said and done
Grief is the price we pay for love
I tried to make things right
A million words could not bring you back
Neither could a million tears
Wanting you is hard to forget
Loving you is hard to regret
Because it was a lesson
Sometimes memories are worth the pain
Sometimes I just have to hold my head high up, blink away the tears 
And pretend that everything is alright
Am afraid to care too much
For fear that history would repeat itself
You never cared at all did you?
Exactly one year and three months down the line
I made a choice to finally let go
Coz time is passing out fast
I got to move on too
I cried tonight sweetheart
Not because I miss you
Or I even wanted you
But because I realized
That I’m going to be alright without you


Details | Free verse | |

Sister

My soul cry’s from the pain of the greatest lose someone could imagine
The loss of a loved one
People say time and time again that “it will never happen to them, it’s one and a million”
But the truth is it does happen and when you least expect it to
I cry the tears of loneliness for I have lost a part of myself
I am incomplete now that my love one is gone
I lay in bed and fall into a peaceful slumber so I can remember the times we shared
All the times we made each other laugh
The times we were there for one another when things were tough
Things are tough now and I don’t have the warmth of your comfort or the joy of your smile
But I most hold my head high and remember that you wouldn’t want me to be sad
You would look at the bright side of things never at the bad
I write this for you
For you to know I will not be sad because I know you’re in a better place
Where loved ones care for you and surround you
Rest in peace I love you now and forever.


Details | Lyric | |

Letter From A Friend

Dear Friend
Why you wondering where we stand? 
Me and you are tighter
Then the ying yang we make with our hands
I know we’re far apart
But a call brings us back together
No matter the hour of the day
And no matter the type of weather forever
But I’m glad
You came to me first
Each time I read your letter
It hurts me even worse
Because I see us more than friends
We’re bothers in the Lord
So if you are hurting
Then I am hurting even more
You can always count on me
When your world is going wrong
I will never turn my back on you
Even if my back is against the wall
And I know it’s not easy to tell our moms
When it’s hard for us to stand
What do they know about military life? 
Or the struggle for a military man? 
Don’t be shy
Because there’s something we all do fear
If I had the chance to switch services
You know I’ll be right there
And I am not brave
I wanna be the friend you can lean on
you said I can calm you down
well I also wanna keep you Army strong
death isn’t nothing
but the devil getting to you
keep believing in God
he will give a path to make it through dude
jus so you know
I’m here I’m always around
you’ve been trained good
so take a step back and calm down
and when you come home
we’re going to party like when we was kids
and laugh at all the stupid things
we ever did
keep your head up
because this is where it has to end
yours truly P.S.
you’re my number one friend


Details | Free verse | |

Living Angel

Her eyes spoke of love beyond any comparison.
Simple glances she could speak volumes of words.
No language spoken by voice though much power,
Intently she was observant to her surroundings.
Graciously she painted concern with attitude.
Sometimes so sternly advocating her desires,
Strong and dainty from her facial expressions,
Strong and firm her deliverance was given.
Protector of family for eighteen years she gave.
Her mind was efficient and carried life high.
Not a companion a family member so dear,
She witnessed illness, took action quickly.
Strong mind but weakened body, driving forward,
Asking in her gaze, she told of needs and desires.
Her name, Heidi, a game she played when young.
Carrying it forward to daily actions she had won.
Hiding her eyes from anyone, no one could see.
Upon her face as she gazed back, unhidden now,
Was a glory and loving smile, with sparkling eyes.
She shall be remembered with such affection true.
Lost we are now without her presence each moment,
Quietness passes our days and nights without her walk.
No “Tick Tick Tack“as her paws use to tap the floor.
Missing her yawn upon her first wakeup each day,
Her presence no more still reminded by our hearts.
Her spotted coat remembered by all our surroundings.
Dalmatian by breed, Living Angel, now Angel in Heaven,
Upon a future time, we’ll be reunited, with a living Angel.



Written in Memory, for much more than a dog,
She was a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, protector, friend, buddy, pal, neighborhood 
watcher, along with so much more.


Details | Narrative | |

Hurt and You Could Have it All

upstairs in my room
i put my ear to the floor
only to hear my parents screaming
the argument is about me
my mom yells "look at what your son has become!"
Heartless, unintelligent, fake...
my father replies back
"hes your son, hes your own pile of dirt!"
whenever my family is out together
we act happy like these fights never happen
but every night they do and i cant tell anyone
i have to act like someone else in order not to get introuble
What have i become?...hurt..dishonest..will this feeling dissapear?
I will drag you down and i will make you hurt..
I lift my head from the floor
still hearing the angry voices of my parents
i found an old needle, and i dug it into my skin
the next morning i go downstairs
with a cut off shirt on, and baseball shorts
My father grabs my arm
"what is this boy?"
i yank my hand away from him and i sit down on a chair
"its nothing sir"
my father repeats "are you cutting yourself?, why?"
i grab my bookbag and i disapear out the door
My father runs outside pulling me to the ground
"are you cutting yourself boy?!" he screams
i say "no sir i just scrapped my arm on my dresser"
My father grabs my face
"you better not cut yourself again" he replies
He hits my face, as i lay on the ground.
I didnt wake up until i felt something wet drip on my face
it was raining and dark outside
i run into the house and into the bathroom
looking into the mirror i see the bruise that was left on my face
My father wasnt home and my mother went to bed
"everything goes away in the end right, if i let him have it all, my moms pile of dirt?"
I sit upon my liars chair full of broken memories i cannot repair 
I become someone else, but the old me is still right there
if i could start again a million miles away i would keep myself
i will find my way



Details | Free verse | |

A Man and a woman in a sinking boat

The woman was worried and very distressful, 
she could not swim and her dress was too heavy
-  she would sink like an old ship’s anchor. 

The man saw her fear and kept paddling 
with a grim on his face and a whistle on his lips. 

“How was your morning, sir.” Said she. 

“It was a most glorious morning, madam,
I see Apollo’s chariot where it always have been
and I hear the waves birthing another Venus, 
Neptune blesses me with his kindly touch,
by Jove, what glorious morning!” 

She opened her umbrella and smiled wryly 

“I didn’t know you are also a poet, my sailor friend.” 

“Neither I, Neither I, but I also didn’t know 
you would like to spend the rest of your life with me. 
That is what brings poetry to my words…” 

She smiled and he padded and that is how it ends.


Details | Verse | |

In Loving Memory

In Loving Memory
Mr. Charlie “Red” Ray Welch
By
Kimberly Hale	

Five a.m. strikes the hour
when your heart gave in
You fought the fight of your life	
you loved all family and friend
Your smile so sweet your heart so true
made everyone around love you
Today you left to meet the Lord
family gone before greeting you at the door
No more hurts no more tears
will ever come upon you again
Just life love and peaceful rest
in Heaven above you are so blessed
We cherish our memories
our laughs and smiles
The great love and happiness 
you brought into our lives
Goodbye is not forever
only a small change with time
For we all will be together again
when God calls us all home
Upon High

Dedicated to Mr. Charlie “Red” Ray Welch – Born 11/14/1935 – Deceased 6/2/2011 – 
We will love and miss you forever

© Kimberly Hale – June 2, 2011


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Beau lacrima -beautiful tears

She cried and she cried
and i tried and i tried
but she just cried and she cried 
and i pained and i cried
she told me its alright to die
but i kept holding on 
couldn't let her go
she just kept crying tears
some from anger some from sad
My heart dropped right then and there
she clutched my shirt and cried more
I held her there and smiled small
"mi amor,mi corozan,cry no more for you will always have me in your heart" 
I whispered in her ear as i kissed away her tears
she looked up at me and she made me swear that no matter what
i'd stay in her heart 
i told her i would and to never forget me 
as i told her this she cried some last tears
I stroked her cheek and kissed her tear
one last time i told her,your still beautiful when you cry
mi beau lacrima



Details | Imagism | |

Omlet - or - The Taming of the Screwball

         "OMLET"
            or
      "The Taming Of A Screwball"
      cast of characters:
      Julius Caesar
      A Roman Teenaged Kid
      A Roman Guard
      Brutus
      A bunch of Caesars Girlfriends
      A bunch of Roman Senators
   
   Julius picked up the violin and looked at the
kid. ""Et playdimus youdimus?"" he asked.
   "Nonimus!" replied the kid. "Cousinimus Nero
playsimus."
   "Ahhhh," sighed Julius. "Prodigimus bratimus."
   Suddenly a guard ran in, waving his sword and
shouting, "Mightymus Ceasermus! Brutumus et comingus!"
   Just then Brutus comes in, followed by a bunch
of drunk senators. All of Caesars girl friends
run offstage screaming in terror.
   "Ahhhh--Friendimus Brutumus..."" Julius said,
putting his arm around Brutus' shoulder.
   Brutus took out a dagger and promptly
thrusted it up Caesars bellybutton.
   "Ahhhhhhh--Brutumus!"" Caesar repeated.
"Youdimus screwdimus meedimus."
                     curtain
                      (applause)
© Ron Wilson


Details | Free verse | |

Imagine A World

Imagine a world
Imagine a world with Equality and Respect
Imagine a world with no drugs
Imagine a world with no war
Imagine a world with no enemies
Imagine a world where everything is happy
Imagine a world where school was not a prison
Imagine a world with no struggles like money
Imagine a world with no name calling and put downs
Imagine a world with no disease
Imagine a world with no pointless death
Imagine a world with no environmental despair
Imagine a world with no cyberbullying
Imagine a world with no crime
Imagine a world with no homeless people
Imagine a world with no miscarriage
Imagine a world with no divorces and breakups
Imagine a world with no hypocrisy
Imagine a world with no racism
Imagine a world we can call our own


Details | I do not know? | |

Nothing Left

I rip at the ground
try to bring you back
to life, gnashing

my teeth, as tears 
roll down my cheeks.
We live among the

dead, I can feel
you here with
me, we look into

your face, there
is nothing left 
to see.


Details | I do not know? | |

J.O.C.K (Jock Wormack)

When you left, you left a legacy
Everyone knows that Jock is legendary
Wiltshire told you, you were a star
In the news for several weeks
Longing for you, but she’s still strong
Loving you more since you’ve been gone
Memories are all good
In our hearts you’ll remain
Smile that could light up anyone’s day
Sense of humor
Yet you went away
Only hurt could know how we feel
Jock
Outgoing
Courageous
King of the field


Details | I do not know? | |

Tell-tale heartbreak.


I feel you near me
I hear your whisper

and i know...

i see you smile
i imagine your laugh

... for these things...

i remember your embrace
i felt your compassion

... your memory will last...

i know your concern
i witnessed your pain

...until the day i join you...

i watched you struggle
i cried out in your beautiful surrender

...to be together again.


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Never Again

My dearest friend, you always had my back
Even after the day you were sent to Iraq
Navy jokes to me while you were still here
The laughter it made and brought us to tears 

The doubts we had about the enemies at war
How Russia seemed like they wanted more
It is funny the way loss can change lives so quick
Bring minds to depression and make stomachs sick

I hope one day our souls will pass
On golden streets or in heavenly grass
The last thoughts of a soldier are seldom known
It is a dangerous world outside the Green Zone

There are tears in my eyes as the words are thought
What trouble in here, what optimism is sought?
I will try to go on, and finish the mission
You did your best in the terrorist inquisition

I have had sleepless nights and a cramping chest
He was supposed to come home, just like the rest
Two days before my leave he was to return to his friend
A sailor with his Army brother by his side, never again


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Indian burial ground

The Indian rounds the corner of the room
Seeing the sadness through the eyes of a girl
There are a lot of things about this world that we don't know 
the truth behind humanity the heartbeat of ones last breathe
or the pain one suffers mentally 

I don't even know if people can see the truth
Or if they shut themselves out of the real and into the fake
We all know the fakness of what a human can put off
We all know the sickness one stores inside their skull
Can we all see what's going on? this day I see some that are still blind
 some that are so blind they can not imagine! 

The things one can do
The things one may hide

A life filled with questioning
A life full of hate and despair 
A life of several lies
A life with no reason of existing

A series of depression
A time of regret
A worry of fear 

A fear of ourselves 

An unwritten book with no pen to write with

Voice of reason


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War Relived

I seem, as I truly seem,
not stating, what is, in my mind.
Experiencing am I, of a, past moment.
A moment, I just, can not leave behind.

Remembering like it, was yesterday,
again, to me, the past, seems so real.
Becoming a part, of the moment, in the role,
with the same emotions, that I feel.

Away was I, from the familiar,
upon a quest, to fight, for the free.
The honor, of wearing, a soldier uniform,
to defend, and annihilate, the enemy.

Buddies beside me, in the commotion,
us facing, the same, wrong time, and place.
Tears coming down, my very eyes,
as I now, can vividly see, his frighten face.

Because for him, the end, was coming,
as he, fought hard, during the whole attack.
He then lie there, while us, his buddies,
voraciously tried, to revive him entirely back.

Back alive, he wasn't becoming,
coming home, to those, whom loved, him all.
My thoughts, and prayers, are with his family,
to others, I've been, nothing but a brick wall.

Me dealing, with the sadness, guilt, and anger, 
together in unison, and each, now and then.
Finally realizing, by living, I shows him, love,
of him, giving his life,  from way, back when.


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From A Distance

A cold brisk morning out on the lake
The picture was both calm & sirene
What else do I see
With elegant rolling hills throughout it's vast yet timeless scope

In the water gaze with a soft reflection of my inner soul intact'
The only traffic to equate of green ferns in modest formation
A column of rocks having a feature of some grand esquisite castle
Yet to my surprise what was it's big hastle

~
The native indians must have claimed it as a sacred place'
Leaving behind not the slightest hint as to the outcome of the matter,
A soothing mirage of some timeless scenic view outside
Yet who really knew;

In the sky a dusting of blue through its filtered timeless invention
To have a view of nature's beckoning call
There is no riven tree, or lamb dropped by an eagle
After the warm days the rain comes pimpling

A classic scene taken out of the apple dumpling gang trio'
From a distance we have finally arrived to our claim to fame'
Water and fire succeed;
The town, the pasture and the weed...

A young finch makes room in their nest
While all the waiting world carry's on to try to pass the test
With the given hope to labor in the blazing sun;
To finally enter into God's heavenly rest,

From a distance I see a reflection of what I could have been
With a time well spent in thought;
Through a small lens we can only vaguely see
A pivotal regard toward that of reality

Dust in the air suspended
Marks the place where a story ended
The death of hope and despair
This is the death of air !


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Bipolar - The Revised Lyric

Here is the finished revised Lyric for Bipolar. The song can be heard at my poetry website vbdosa.com and then clicking the Bipolar link.
     BIPOLAR
Sometimes I can feel a magic like I've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like I'm dying here all alone.
Sometimes I think I'll die alone.

Sometimes I can reach out for you, but you're made of stone.
I could die a thousand times. Die a thousand times.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not alone.

Euphoria. Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. Euphoria.

Sometimes I can feel a magic like you've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not along.

Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. In and out.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
© ron wison


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Our Journey

Traveling this road alone
My heart mourns for you
The time we had together 
Has ended way too soon

Looking through the glare
Of a windshield dimmed by tears
I think of me and you 
Traveling all these years

I recall with vivid color
How your eyes would shine
The sweet sound of your laughter
How you touched my heart and mind

Friends gathered ‘round me
To help me celebrate your life
Stories flowed like water
Their friendship eased my strife

So not in sadness do I mourn
But strictly out of love
The life we had for over twenty years
Was blessed by God above

You were everything to me
And now that you are gone
I will cherish every moment shared
As our memories journey on


*Written for Red Buckler in loving memory of his best friend and companion for twenty three 
years Patsy (Pat) Cunningham


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Euphorianah

The sapphire-dust sun of what-were dreams
Swallow the scene, setting In the forsaken east
All I see, all I know fades into the reaper's monotone grey 
Death come near me, by my only choice 
My wintry desperation subdued, clings to they silent voice
The dusk reveals my truest nature before her blank argentine eyes
Life; the darkest of all tragedies, Romances' malady
Let me feel your breath in this frozen air
Your pulse shorter than ever
Despair's void grows inside me
Without, you I will live no longer

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

The winterwinds' tears fall on me
With whispers of you, someone I once knew
No matter in a dream or reality
Sweet tranquillity, stay with me
Calming the fears within
But the pain remains

The silvemoon's fears shine on you
Thine eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, so deathly blue
If sacrifice needs a price
The dagger shows-
Heaven is calling us tonight

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

Covered in shadowy illusions 
Shall we dance?
Death will be lie dominion
You are my only queen
Euphorianah

Forever with me you will stay
The darkness caressing means as I lay by thy grave 
Hatred no longer exits
Come back to me
Euphorianah

My Angel, why did you fly so far away
My Angel, let just one feather stay
My Angel has flown away

Just let me die
If I cannot see
Euphorianah 
This night 


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Always Remember

Dedicated to an old friend of mine, I hadn't seen her for a long time and now I never will be able to again...
R.I.P. Alleria (09/93-08/2012)
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I will always remember you, your beauty and your grace
I will always remember how the light shined on your face

The pain and shame you felt was far too great
Buried in torturous self-hate

I will always miss you
I will always miss the activities we used to do

It was not fair to watch you drown
To let you slip, let you go down

I will never forgive myself for not helping you more
I will never forgive myself for letting you walk out that door

I should have done something to help you
I should have showed you that it was going to be okay, that I was here for you

But now, it is far too late
You gave up, let yourself suffocate

I cry often when you stray into a thought
Wishing and hoping for naught

But I will always remember you, your beauty and your grace
I will always remember how the sun lit up your face             


Details | I do not know? | |

special words for a special person For David

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Details | I do not know? | |

My Mask

So much on my mind
I can’t think straight 
Nobody understand
I don’t demonstrate it.
I hide behind the smiles
Which I call a mask,
And talk so sweet
So they don’t see the hurt
That’s within me.
I’ve become so 
Introverted and isolated
From those I thought I knew,
And landed in the position 
Of a permanent foe.
04/30/08


Details | Quatern | |

MORE THAN WHITE SKIN

I am more than white skin,
my sight never rejects any other color 
darker or lighter than mine...
I hate prejudice, but kindness I share. 


I am more than white skin,
my forefathers came from distant lands,
I was often told, to settle in those places...
where a great civilization began.


People stare and compare with much apparent hostility,
I didn't wish to be more than white skin,
to be smeared with guilt for the unfairness and cruelty
of my kindred, who treated others with scorn.


Those bigots, who acted like pirates, had a mind so ungodly and primitive:
to kill, separate families who didn't have white skin,
and is all too relevant that greed was their objective....
if racism didn't exist, harmony among peoples would bring unification.  

 


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The Lonely Ace of Hearts

Dedication to my first and last love, Lance Ewens, 1979-2006

She's remembering
The day that she fell for him
It was in Autumn
When she first transfixed her eyes
Upon the most gorgeous face
That she'd ever seen
He smiled at her with a charm
That glistened so bright
It melted her heart like snow
They became friends instantly
Their friendship would grow
And thus, blossom into love
They spent every day 
With each other mirthfully
Until that last fateful night
A bitter, rough wind
Stole her one true love away
Her heart always breaks
When she holds the ace of hearts
It remains a painful token
Of the love that she once had


Dawn Kilby 
Copyright ©2008  Dawn Kilby


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ALL I SEEK IS THAT MOMENT OF FAME

It may seem crazy to be normal, go along with the flow and show no rage...
that all I seek is that moment of fame,
and though I don't criticize others, I am the only actor on this bright stage
with no one to please but my dame!

All I seek is that moment of fame to revenge friends of old might,
or should I say remorseless rivals instead?
Pull up those closed dark curtain and let in some warm sunlight...
is someone too hesitant and very afraid?


By wearing the finest Renaissance's costume tailored for an unfit lord,
I would resemble an insane Hamlet ready to engage in cold murder; 
God halt this hand from committing that crime with a sharp sword:
dungeon should my confinement upon an expeditious order!


All I seek is that moment of fame, something not hard to be earned;
see me act and applaud me for my great talent...
and if that delights you, remember the role I played
as a king whose rampant madness was his contemplated intent!


Details | Elegy | |

Given to me, by You

Over the mountains to the debts of the sea
I’ll always feel your presence deep within me.

Your time here on Earth was all too shortly lived
But you helped others freely, gave all you had to give. 

“Together, she said, “We would stand tall.”
Alone I feel powerless, weak, and small.

The sorrow hits in pains I’ll never comprehend.
I’ll never see your smile, your laugh, you here on Earth again.

When times come to worry and I feel out of breath
I’ll miss your mind, as our memories are meshed.

How did you survive all you went through?
I pray for half the strength I saw in you.

But its times like these I begin to understand,
You’ll never abandon me, never let go of my hand.

I look around me today and so many things remind me of you.
There’re still painful to look at today,
But they are blessings given to me by you.


Details | Blank verse | |

Funeral for a Friend

The day is sad and cold.
The white pine at the forest's clearing
	pours sap, like tears
From the many meaningless gashes
	of the hatchet's blade.
A rogue shoelace dangles from a high branch.
These things are acquired
	from the busy-ness of Summer.
The time has yet come to bid farewell,
As the old tree clings to the last tendrils
of its ever growing, ever green life.
The arborist reports, 
	this will be my friend's last day in this life.
A few of its children have survived long enough
To now gather at the clearing's edge 
	in solemn respect.
The nearby meadow grows more yellow in mourning
Of what is yet to come.
Even the stubborn sky turns gray
And weeps for these hours of departure.
The matted ground beneath collects the fallen foliage
Like flowers on an open grave.
And I, I can only offer a few respectful words:
An eulogy paled by comparison
And inadequate to capture
The sweet life this old friendship
	has borrowed from this forest.


Details | Tanka | |

Weary


bodies fall weary
cancer metastasizes 
another friend gone
funerals leave tears of bronze
survivors shine in shadows

faces fall weary
cancer metastasizes
no one is immune
the spirit strengthens through trials
survivors shine, smiles bring hope





By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, June14, 2012


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Shadow of a Ghost

I can see myself in a few years,
Drinking with a ghost,
I’ll take a magic marker and trace my outline on a mirror,
To that dark border I’ll raise my drink,

The best and the worst of me,
Crux and credibility,
Least or most?
Shadow or ghost?

I pray that there will be two outlines, rather than an outline and a ghost,
We can both drink to that.


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The Monster

The monster became a living, walking nightmare
my dive into insanity, no longer perfect, containing a blank stare

I should resist, the monster will find me, run away with me
Pretend to hear my meager complaints, force me to see what I'm afraid to see

Blame and guilt, volleying right and left, up and down
It's crashing me closer, with every step, I'm falling to the ground

It's all a game, just play along, play the game, play it well
Brimming confidence, dissolved in thoughts, of what? I won’t tell

Demons, devil born souls, run quick, run fast, stand my ground
No sense of fear, n sense of foreboding, not even a slight sound

High speed, pursuit of hell, bent on going, bent on crashing
Giving into the power, life's faster, lights flashing

Crash and torment me again, my eyes close after all
The beginning of the end for me, feeling numb after the fall

Is there a way out? I'm different, distant and moved on
Listen to the water, calling, coaxing into death, I'm gone

Endless, empty cloud; dreamless oblivion; oxygen, exhalation
Am I dead? Still alive? Broken into pieces, I need motivation

Reality closes in, walls me in; until there’s nothing there
Death comes behind me, containing a blank stare.


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Three Hebrew Men Were Thrown Into the Fire


There were three Hebrew men with one desire.
They served the true God!  And were cast into the fire!

King Nebuchadnezzar ordered them to bow to a false idol.
But they made up their minds
 to serve the God of the Bible!

He ordered them thrown into the furnace so hot!
But there was a lesson here, that was to be taught!

As he looked in…  He couldn’t believe 
what he saw!
He had seen the living son of God, after all!

At this sight, his words broke and his body trembled!
The Hebrews were unharmed!
No matter how hot the fire was kindled!

He called them out, yelling for them one by one.
He knew they had a visit from God’s holy son!

He looked!  And their bodies weren’t even burned!
They trusted their God! And had no reason for concern!

This same God who rescued the three Hebrew men…
Is the same God who can rescue you from sin!

Though the “fires of life, may be “hot and burning.”
It’s in the direction of God… 
That you need to be turning!

The living son of God would like to visit you today!
Won’t you listen to the words of life, he has to say?

He is the true God!  The king of kings is he!
And invites you to be with him!  For all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

The saga of the dusty road

The Saga of dusty roads of Utah 
(To the memory of Don W. Esplin, father of Kathryn Esplin-Oleski)
= =
There he was playing with some mild explosives, 
in his own backyard, a resolute boy he is; 
the June month had swelled like the taut belly of 
a neighborhood lady; the boy wanted to be 
a scientist which he became. He, of course could not 
envision that all these sepia dust of Utah, 
the noon backyard and a young scientist’s narrative 
would be remembered by his explosive daughter 
and a strange Indian was going to pen a saga. 

Alfred Nobel was smiling from a page of a book 

The boy rolled a cigarette, the smoke’s curlicues 
swirl up to grain the picture. A blast almost choked
the bright blue jays and robins. Defused sun slanted.
The end of the road was just an end of the road 
where sun could meet earth, warm grass shook off the heat 
and the covert window of the farm house would yield 
a father and son talk. Strong argument on
future, on an university, on money 
on a world that could differ in generations;
of course the boy, as a father, understood 
his girl, then living apart. But distance is in heart.
He would grow up midst dreams. A quirky wind would blow him 
here and there; navy, marriage and science, 
pharmacology and marriage again; a gust
of wind would take him on a ride that, if he could 
read this he would have said, resembled his truck rides 
down the roads of Utah. But at that point of time
he was wide awake inside his misty night’s sleep 
and an American novel is shooting up 
its multiple heads in search of fresh oxygen. 
The waves of moon were enjoying a full tide.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Details | Narrative | |

My Imprint

I always used to ask myself this question, "What kind of imprint do I want to leave with people once I pass and am I scared of dying?"  I had come to this question again once my grandfather passed.He was an amazing human being who loved God by the way.Anyway, I have learned over time through experiences of my life I have realized something and its what I want others to know, its that Life is a gift.So cherish every minute of it even the smallest moments in time.See, everyday is a new opportunity for Forgiveness.Love.Reconciliation. etc. one will not always have the chance to live promisingly.I believe that people need to go about their lives with the perspective of not what can I do for myself.But, what can I do for someone else.For instance, How can I make someone''s day? Or just simply How can I make a person smile today? For me, there's nothing that brings more joy to me than knowing I may have made a difference in a person's life. I just want others to know that the bigger picture in our existence is not just serving Jesus, but its to serve each other. I mean, of course we need to live for the Lord and spread the Gospel and live our own lives. But, there's nothing wrong with a little selflessness and its very fulfilling to do so. Oh, and No. I'm not scared of dying. You see, The Apostle Paul said it well, "To live is Christ. But, to die is gain." I know that it's different when your told you only have so much time to live than when a family member or friend is told this.But quite honestly, to me it's just death. Besides, if I could leave this earth knowing I changed at least one life, it was very worth living it.

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Last Good Bye

I walk through the door.
I am asked who I am looking for.
I give your name.
I am guided to a room.
I see you lay so peacefully.
I walk to where you lay.
I hear the whispers of people.
I hear sounds of mourning.
I smell the flowers through out the room. 
The happy and sad times go through my mind.
The memories of you were so divine.
Time will heal all.
The memories will always be mine.
The people here have a lot to share.
The memories and cheer that you left us with here.
The cheer, love and moments that we will never forget.
I kneel and pray.
I touch your hand.
One day I shall see you again.


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The Fisherman

Written January 17, 2011


Sit down in an empty room
No one makes a sound
Unless I ring the alarm and sound all the sirens
The angel of darkness swoons to reel in its catch
If he leads, then I'll follow suit
Preacher preach to me now, while I'm being lifted off of the ground

Rhetoric can't raise the dead
So pull me back before he reels me in with steady hands and fills my mind with lead
I'll leave my best regards to all of those who tried to snap his line in attempts to reel me back
But friends are only friends

You can throw me in an ambulance but as soon as you close the doors
I'll be gone into the weight of my regrets
Following the angel of death into the darkest depths
Until I see the light of all that's left

But at what point do I cross the line in the sand?
How do I know that this could just be the roll of the tide whispering in my ear?
Oh how it digs into my mind
Torn between which side of brightness I will find

Split between the bony hand of disconnect and the flabby flesh of past regret
There I remain waiting for a miracle, looking for a sign
Or am I too far for miracles, am I too blind for signs?
Oh have I let the artist down?


Details | Classicism | |

Pain So Deep

I have so much pain I feel inside,
 Eachday it's getting harder 
    and harder to hide I really miss you right by my side, 
  I  havn't been the same since you died
         It's been hard with you not around 
but I know in my heart your in heaven smiling down 
        I miss you with every beat of my heart
 death is the only thing that could ever keep us
   apart
 I love you now & forever just like I did from the start
    My heart is so sore each day I miss you more & more
    I'm not sure if I will be okay 
nothing will ever take this pain away
I look forward to seeing you again oneday


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GOD NEVER FORGETS A GOOD-HEARTED SOUL

Some friends willfully forget an unlucky heart 
from whose trine flowed the richest waters
to soothe their qualms
as desert shady palms.
It gave them all it had, leaving nothing for itself;
hasn't forgetfulness replaced the warmth of that light?



Someone should remind them by writing on a wall:
that God never forgets a goodhearted soul
for the generous deeds it has done:
giving everything and receiving none!
" Shame " should be written on each face...
proclaiming to be righteous and favored by grace!
 


He lives in a shack built on wood poles shaken by cyclones,
and he survives on water and crackers,
a candle has replaced a light-bulb with thirty watts...
even tap water can't satiate his empty guts;
a slice of bread is a rare delicacy,
not mentioning cheap, tasteless coffee.



God never forgets a goodhearted soul,
the one that helped others face life with grit
and feeding their mouths by uplifting their spirit;
where are they now: distant as a cloud, looking down as a seagull?
Why can't they attend to his needs with generosity and wit?
No, he is not one of them anymore...only a disgraced destitute! 



Rags clothe his body, but joy dwells in his faithful soul,
prayers keep him alive...he rejoices greeting the dazzling sunrise;
into the pristine river he bathes daily and sings with truthful and joyful eyes:
he will have tasted Paradise even before his death!
The poor man, so rich in faith, will sing until you runs out of breath;
the forgotten man, so weak, will reach Heaven having completed his earthly role! 


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Girl Behind the Glass

Dana
It's just like I am watching you, watching you fall apart,
I see you standing in the cold, eclipsed within the dark.
I feel so trapped behind this glass, I cannot warm your soul,
I cry and try to save you, from the blank and blackened hole.
The marks upon your arms, the marks upon your heart,
I wish that I could heal them but, Love, your just too far.
You say that your okay, You say that your alright,
but you do not believe these words, I swear we'll win this fight!
You say to just let go, that you've found the way out,
I beg and plead it's hard to lose a big part of your heart.
Tonight I say goodbye, but soon shall say hello,
As soon as you go, I do to, Thats just the way it goes.

                                  Love,
                                     Chelsea


        *~Always hold on, Never let go~*


Details | Rhyme | |

Have You Thought About How Short Life Really Is


Have You Thought About How Short Life Is? Have you thought about how short life really is? No one knows for sure how long they will live… Have you thought about the God who designed you? His wonderful creation daily surrounds you! Have you thought about how you'll spend your time? As each day, many thoughts go through your mind. Have you thought about the life you’ve been given? We’ve all sinned, but can totally be forgiven! Have you thought about the wisdom of God’s word? The truth of scripture needs to be heard! Have you thought about kneeling to God in prayer? He patiently waits… And is always there! God thought about you a long time ago… Through Christ’ death, he purchased your soul! God thought about you that day with Jesus’ death… Even beyond when Christ took his last breath! He thinks about you each day that passes by! He has a mansion prepared for you beyond the sky! Won’t you give to him your heart’s attention? He can turn your life into a Godly direction! The life that you have is here for a brief moment… Please accept God’s love and his precious atonement! By Jim Pemberton


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The Last Post

THE LAST POST.............

Six soldiers bear a coffin, 
Of a comrade killed in war. 
The Union flag draped over him, 
A hero to us all. 

This soldier killed in battle, 
In a conflict overseas. 
A man who fought for his beliefs, 
While defending you and me. 

To the families of these soldiers, 
Of my thanks I give to you. 
The bravery that they have shown, 
Such courage is shown by few. 

A military burial, a volley of shots, 
Then a flag lifted up from its host. 
And as we lay him down to sleep, 
A bugler then plays the last post. 

God bless you our brave British soldier, 
For this country still owes you a debt. 
You gave up your life for our freedom, 
This ex soldier will never forget. 

.............Rest in peace...............


Details | I do not know? | |

Lets eras hate

Take my hand victims of hate don’t be afraid I’ll pull you up and away from this place Come with me into the night We will walk down lanes of soft moon light Come to me lonely souls Fight for your right to be heard Open your eyes sunshine Day light has casted a hazy glow Were not alone Others walk this hidden path as well Put down the knifes that carve your flesh Sew up the wounds that bleed and fester with loves string Take their hands Hold them tight Reassure the need to stay For we all fear the fall back into abandonment Cradle the young left on the streets Fill their hunger by staying with in arms reach Let us walk as one A line that reaches shore to shore For we are strong and loved When we remember are hand are linked as one Let your feet stomp down hate Your hart sing songs of strength Don’t let genocide harts think their forgotten Let them find sanctuary in are rebel arms For hatred has wounded and scared us all Take them up and sooth their fears Listen to their stories of war in time when it seems so unfair Do not weep alone my loves Let your tears falls on the shoulders of use that have healed some Rubbing your back to sooth cocking sobs We all must weep when things have become too much to bear For you are not alone nor week Even when others pass over you as if you’re unseen So to all my passer bys Bullies Racist And you that pray upon the “week” I can not hate that what you are But I will rebel agents that what you do For us who you hate and torment out number you One day you will feel the wrath of what hate can do And when you do………….. Even you may join are line For even you will cry Even you will feel alone Even you will one day want to die Perhaps you all ready do Perhaps now you see We all need love Love from and for each other We are all human Even you


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It Can't Last Forever

Why won’t my memory of you fade?
You always said you had my back, but at what cost?
The bullet wound through your chest tells me where we stand-in the middle of a bloody 
gang war.
Surrounded by blood and innocent bodies.
I bet I can count the total amount, give me a sec.
3,  15,  50,  200 dead bodies on the ground floor.
What ever happened to our dreams-living the millionaire dollar life, when all we have is 
thirty cents in our back pocket?
We stood together ‘till the end, but what now?
I really don’t want to get shot.
At least not like you did-by your own girl who just happened to be in a gang war.
We knew our luck wouldn’t last forever, chasing and snatching dreams with no failures.
Even now,
as I see you on the ground, as I hear the gun shots, as I see bodies falling, I can safely 
say “We’re the luckiest people alive.”


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Lifes friend

The time has come,I am at my lifes end,
But please carry on my lifetime friend.
Thats the way I want it,thats the way it should be,
You don't have to forget,live your life,just remember me.
The time has come,I must go,
Don't weep too long for that would hurt me so.
You have been a good companion throughout this time,
Our hearts were happy,yours and mine.
Please don't shed a tear,please don't cry,
It's a part of life,everyone must die.
Some say you don't die,what you are you will always be,
Even if only in a memory.
Take care my love,do what you must do,
But remember one thing,I will always love you.
I'll be watching you,even while you sleep,
Your precious smile I will always keep.
Good-bye you dear ole lifes friend,
We will meet again when your time on earth comes to an end.


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A LIFETIME DEDICATION

Leaving deep traces of myself,
hoping others won't erase them
and learn the wisdom within;
too often I did contemplate
the scary feeling of death
awaiting for that moment 
as many have and with belief
step into that peaceful realm where eternity will begin.
I embraced love as my oath,
letting all know how I loved them,
I even gave away my expensive winter coat...
letting a poor man hug me and shake my warm hand.


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an angel

An angel.

I thought I saw an angel today when I was remembering you.
You are in my waking day, I dream its just me and you.

When I go and walk a while I think your by my side
And then I remember the truth of it all and that you had to die.

I don’t know why im so confused
They say death is  part of life
But you were so little my love
You had not lived your life.

They say you have gone to heaven
And that you are a star
But I don’t believe them, not at all
I just know that you are far

I hope one day I will see you again 
And we will smile and laugh and dance
And I wait with anticipation for the day
That I will get another chance.

I love you


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My Son

These words I write with tear filled eyes, 
As a new dawn comes to light. 
Another day without you Son, 
Nor' a star filled winters night. 

Your Mother sends her love dear boy, 
As our hearts are torn in two. 
A Major came to see us Son, 
He brought us news of you. 

He told us of your courage, 
Of the fight that lay ahead. 
The soldier that we knew you were, 
Then he told us, " you were dead". 

You left for a tour of duty, 
With the army in your heart. 
We are proud to have had you in our lives, 
We won't always be apart. 

You fought for Queen and country, 
Now your duty sure is done. 
A man, a friend, a soldier, 
And my ever loving Son.....


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Suburban Dream

I can be your sister and your brother
Your husband and your mother
I’ll bake and clean and treat you mean
Be your quarter back on our own private team
I’ll prepare your meals and iron your clothes
Leave your supper on the table as I walk out of the door
Let you wonder if I really am at the store?

I can be your superhero and save your life
I can be your number one fan, your right hand man
Your enemy sinister and wise
You are my teacher when I cross the line
And I’m your master when you say your mine
Sell my body and soul to keep food on your plate
Let you believe no one has ever touched me like that

I’ll be your secretary when your too weak to speak
You can use and abuse me and make me feel cheap
I can be your very best childhood friend
Your nurse by your side at the very end
I’ll keep you sane as you lose your teeth and mind
Tell you the world hasn’t really changed outside
Place flowers in your hair as your body starts to fail
Cut your food into pieces when your hands become frail
Smile and tell you that all is well
When inside I’m dying and feeling like hell


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Noone Will Ever Take Your Place

Everyday I listen to songs that remind me of you,
 I miss you so much I feel lost I dont even know what to do
 This is the hardest thing I ever had to go threw.
I would give anything just to have you back, 
But I know thats not gonna ever happen so I dont know how to act.
Now your miles & miles away,
 If I had one wish it would be for you to stay. 
I just hope your happy and okay.
Since I cant tell you I love you to your face
 I'm writing you this poem to let you know 
our memories noone can erase and in my life
 noone will ever take your place.


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A poem for ALEX

Rememberance ain't easy but its tearing us down
The weaknessess inside of us is scattering all around
I never would have thought you would be gone so fast
but it must have been your time when we heard you had past
we want to make things easy for us to follow through 
the fact that things don't follow right without you
walking through the hallways eyes filled with grief 
But now your in heaven my feelings are relived...


This is a poem for Alexander Eduardo Caballero... Tragically killed in a vehicle accident on 
September 4,2009... he will be missed but never forgotten we love you alex...


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My Dream

I had a dream of u today u called me and told me it was all a bad dream u didnt have to go away wen i woke up i felt like screaming and crying im falling apart without u here its like a part of me is dying  all i can see is a big smile on ur face u kno nobody will ever take ur place its so hard for me to stay strong with my best homie gone the thing thats hardest for me to accept n comprehend that im never gona see u again that kills me inside wen u left us i feel like apart of me died i dont kno wat to do but all i kno is wen u left apart of me went with you


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Hello My Friend

Hello my friend. I had forgotten you. I read so many ways to come home to the Truth, that I pick up signs and make them into chaos designs. Images are communication and words dilute. The essence of reality is mute. I heard the descriptions fall from my mouth. Purposeless and judgments of past with blooming awareness of an unconscious brain path. The death of those pictures as they hit open air, illuminate pure birth forms and wisdom to share.


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No Tomorrow

Remember the old times
Of two people's pleasure
The joy of the other was
By far the best treasure.

Tears roll down my cheek,
A trickle of sorrow,
Because I will miss you
And won't see you tomorrow.

I'll never forget,
But love you I may,
If only you'd called me
You'd live to this day,

I can't help it now,
Drops turn into streams,
But know you live on
One more day in my dreams.


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Disconnection

I'm…
so tired of my heart 
breaking

I'm …
so tired of my hands 
shaking

I'm so tired of my mind
racing

I'm through pacifying 
my disconnection

Do I only love you for who you used to be?
When you said you'd wait for all eternity?
Did you drink away every memory of me?
How am I not everything you’ll ever need?!

I've had to sit down and write this 
to tell you the words i can't speak
When I'm around you now i feel weak
I'm drowning in my disconnection

Where did he go??
You are not the soul I used to know
Where did your memories go?!

Why has the meaning disappeared…
So suddenly
Now I realize I should too

You act like you remember nothing 
I can tell that’s what I mean to you
After all I’ve done for you
All I want is to be emotionless too

In the end I guess it’s what I love the most about you…..
Your disconnection.

[©2012 SLS, this soon to be a new song for It Is Rife With Ambiguity]
www.sorrylittlesharky.com


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Latenight No1

I can eat your sick
because I'm immune to all the days
that gather at your feet and beg for you to
cease this living.
To wring necks dry of cost,
and to tell me not to?
In the end,
you can consider me nature's go-to gal;
I carry your countdown clock.


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My Best Friend

Although there may be miles 
Hours secconds days
All this time between us
We always have our ways

Some people may build bridges
Others ladders high
But non of them will ever sucseed
That's why I never try

Some say your in my heart 
Some say your in my air
But that's not where I want you
All this dosent seem too fair

I wished you were back home
Wished upon a star
I've looked in all theese places 
But each one was just to far

I want to share my memories
My laughter and my tears
I want to get a cuddle 
As you rid me of my fears

You know you were my saviour 
My lighted tunnel end
Ill cherish you forever, Grandad.
My verry best, best friend.


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Fall

When I was little and would fall and hit my knee
I would cry and you took care of me
When I got older and fell in love that would end
I would cry and you would be my friend

Now I am the mother kissing knees
And telling my sons bout the birds and bees
But I am not sure if I am doing it right 
So I call you late at night

And I cry God I don't know what to do
And you tell me it is okay I trust you
I am not sure if I can handle the next fall
When I loss my brick wall

So daddy please stay here 
I would cry and none would care
I need you still so much each day
So daddy please tell God to wait for a few more days


Details | I do not know? | |

Candle in the Wind

I've made this trip 1000 times,
For better or for worse,
This wooden bench that wore my spine,
Is where we had our first...
This cupcake and a candle,
Is the most that I could carry,
To celebrate the life we spent,
Everyday that we were married...
In spirit you still have a home,
To lay and rest your head,
Although it feels like Im alone,
I can feel you in my bed...
Every picture has a deeper meaning,
Than it ever did before,
So I look for you in every dream,
Until I cant cry anymore...
And the candle left a year ago,
Leaves me without a doubt,
That when the wind decides to blow,
It is you who blew it out...


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Dead Girl

Whose voice is that i think i know
Her voice is soft like the soft winds blow.
She skips with glee as she grows near.
Her skin is pale, as white as snow.

My dog beside me, finds it queer
To see her now after a year
Between two trees down by the lake.
The time she died was just last year.

My dog beside me starts to shake
To see this trick is a mistake
The tears that fall as i start to weep
Of deepest sorrows, my heart it aches

The feeling of grief it cuts me deep
But she will stay in my heart to keep
And as i cried i fell asleep
And as i cried I fell asleep


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Walking to Redemption

Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night. Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light. I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty. The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity. I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia. As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel. I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel. Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges. The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges. Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost. As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost. For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame? For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame. My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others. lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers. That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act. A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact. As the number descends down to it's final member. I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender. Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right. As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light. My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end. I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend. A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer. The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer. The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct. My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.


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A time when you could eat the sun

The trees are made of feathers and sticks
The sun is made of golden cheese
The moon was made of whipped cream
A place where the water was made out of blue Kool- Aid
The grass was made of gummy green strings
There was no houses and no place to hide
A place where a boy ate the sun
A place where the Moon swalloed up the world
A tragedy that melted and turned to liquid
No one could swim in the sea
No one could tan underneath the branches
A world where time stood still and the hours were long
A place where humans never existed

"Please Try to Go Beyond Earth Hour"
Treat earth like something you imagined when you were a kid a place where these things happened and you could be safe. Pick up your trash and clean up your yard! after all this is your world too :)!


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Through the eyes of a Marine

As the Marines push forward as if to shrug feigning indifference for the lives that have been taken to the god of which they believe to be unforgiving all they can do is push forward and move to their already known perilous fate and meet death face to face and dance with the devil and once this happens their mission has become complete because all you can do as a Marine is sweat Crude Oil And Bullets

A man once said Wars come and go but our soldiers are eternal


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Do We Take Our Life For Granted


Do We Take Life For Granted?

I believe that so often we take
our life “for granted.”
Thinking were on this earth
 and “forever planted…”

Scripture says our life is like “a spark in the sky.”
We’re here today...  Tomorrow we may die…

“Where your treasure is”…  “Your heart will also be!”
Have you thought about where you’ll spend eternity?

Everything we need…  God’ s given to us already…
When death knocks at your door.  
Will you be ready?

Your soul has been purchased.  Bought and paid!
The gift of eternal life has, 
through Christ, been made!

The breath that you breathe...  Each day you awake.
Please consider Jesus as your lord…  
Before it’s too late!

Each day we have is a gift from God above…
Another opportunity to be filled with HIS love!

Won’t you take the time to consider life eternal?
So your name can be added to heaven’s journal?

This wonderful life that’ God has given to us…
Why not allow God to come in, 
and give him your trust?

He can change and make you a new person throughout!
He is your creator and is 
what life is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Friend

Friend where are you?
are we playing 
Hide and seek?
did you drown?
there’s no sea.
You’re close
I can here
You breath.
So close there’s a heartbeat.
Shadows
In the mirror 
Friend, is that you 
I screamed!
There you are
I reached out 
To touch you
But it was only 
A reflection 
A reflection of me.
11/24/07


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The Mourning Phoenix, Josephine

The Aphotic semblance rises against her face
The king of shame reigns over all
Her Hallows are mine
We are the same, Josephine
Explain to me this sacrificial empathy
Josephine

"I'm living; the slowest way to die"
Hold on, my Josephine, everything you feel, is killing me
"I'm the lacunous lover, I must go to my ashened grave
In death I will lay, every word, every pain
I'm the victim, I can forgive
I can't go on - don't feel their wrath meant for me"

My name was meant for elegies
Not for the Wardens' acrimonies 
I can't look at a man without seeing a killer
I must go-
Not for the love of the death 
For the fear of life"

My Seraphic Josephine
Through the ashes you will claim victory 
Don't you say you must die
Elysia is in your grave
Through the ashes you will claim victory
My Seraphic Josephine
You are The Mourning Phoenix 


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Forever : A Vow

The train trembles as I feel the fast beat of my heart
I can see the vision of wings torn apart
So stay with me and hear this passionate vow
Until the last of a sorrowful bow

I will always see your face painted on the blue sky
I will watch you smile as you soar very high
I will always follow you in every step on your way
and imagine you in that on my arms you lay

Your dance will be danced in all the ages
and will be drawn in all the romantic stages
I will always visit your bed everyday
And your words will always ring as you say…

“My soul may go away
But my heart will forever stay
All our memories...
Will cling through the years
And I'll take away all your sadness and tears”

And with this I shall say that forever in my heart you will stay…


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A Million Words

A million words could not bring you back
Neither would a million tears,
I know because I've cried
I fought to hold on, I fought to let go
Finally decided to let that old memory go.
Haunted by your ghost, Smothered by your shadow
Such a debillitating force windfalled around me
Last time I saw you, you told me you were through.
Resisting the temptations and starting brand new.
When I recieved the news that you passed away
I dropped to my knees and shook my head in dismay.
I screamed, I shouted, then cursed your name
Couldn't help feel like I was to blame.
Watching myself as I ran away, 
back to the place where we met that day.
A kick to the stomache, A knife in the chest
I sat there crumbling as they lay you to rest.
What does one do, after a loved one dies
after such tragedy that bargains with lies.
A chemical dependence was your disease,
leaving you down, but making me believe.
I need you always, right beside me
to be a light and to guide me.
Remembering your life and keeping it close,
Keeping up the fight and forgetting the woes


Details | I do not know? | |

When I Come Home

When I come home she'll greet me,
When I cry she'll lick away my tears.
When I run she'll run along side me,
When I sleep she'll lie on my bed.

When she comes home I'll greet her,
When she is hurt I'll bandage her wounds.
When she runs I'll be with her,
When she sleeps I'll gently pet her.

When I discipline her I'll be gentle,
When I pet her I'll sing.
When I hold her I'll hold her tight,
When I leave home I won't be gone long.

When she is dying I'll stay by her side,
When she is gone I'll pet her one last time.
When she is buried I'll visit her often,
When she is gone I'll love and miss her.

When I come home He'll greet me,
When I cry He'll comfort me.
When I leave home He'll be with me,
When I sleep Jesus will protect my bed.

Contest: Pick A Pet Contest
Date Written: 07/04/2011


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DECASTICH-THE WISEST ONE

Seeing others doing harmful things,
excessively drinking and using hard drugs,
I say this road is the wisest one
a very prudent individual could ever take, 
hoping that nobody will lay flowers 
on that spot, where a horrible crash may occur.
Perhaps I've been too cautious...
when it comes to save what I hold most precious,
not afflicting useless pain on my body;
only praying to God to safeguard me. 


This afternoon, I visited my niece Crystal in Elmurst Hospital,
as she and her four friends were involved in a bad accident;
the driver, who had a legal alchool level in her blood, crashed 
into a light pole last Sunday morning; were they all drinking?
That's a mere speculation, but this kind of behavior is common
among teenagers; Asia, the driver of the car, is into a coma slowing improving. 
Crystal has a broken leg and fractured pelvis, begging nurses for help; 
and she is in acute pain and can hardly breath. Elisabeth is on a respirator...
due to a blood clot traveling to her lungs; the other two girls have minor injuries.


What does it take for irresponsible drivers not to be under the influence....
avoiding the mourning of a dear one, or even losing their own life?
Not many folks will heed this message...until they face death,
and nothing can be done to prevent them from diying.
Trongs of visitors crowd the hall, to inquire about their condition;
they hear their agony and are unable to help...ah, if they ever could!
So will you take that path which is the wisest one to avoid a possible tragedy,
or continue defying fate until its awfully late to enjoy a full life?
Their parents are as helpeless as I, but our faith makes hope grow...
that these kids will finally understand that a second chance is not given to all.



This horrible accident happened in Woodhaven, Queens, NY on August 15, 2010.


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Freedom

We are sullenly mourning
For security from the demoralizing night
I am despairingly probing
For mercy to carry us back to our divine flight

We are all wishing for infinite freedom
We are all seeking for an abundant kingdom

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we so emotional inside and out?
Why are we painstakingly tracking down a getaway away from this mystifying dilemma? What is all this venturing about?
If we are swaying in the rhythm of faultless jolliness, why are we vexing about the departure of our best friend?
It isn’t in our control…so get a grip or we'll fall!
If we build up our friendship, we'll have wounds to mend
So stop your blaming and cursing or we'll be in appall 

If we are all leaders, why are we panicking?

We are all leaders…we aren’t senseless pleaders!
So face your phobias and get out of the deserted state!
We are all leaders…we will not give in, vile deceivers!
Saunter out of sight, so we won’t meet our unsettling fate!

You meddled with our cries
So don't point fingers, you insidious devil
And forced us to believe your jaded lies
SHUT YOUR MOUTH! I don't want to consider your excuses, for our truth stands still

If we are living in pure happiness, why are we not meant to be?
If we are living in pure happiness, why are we battered and bent?
If I am living in pure happiness, why am I not free?
Could we ever discard this horrifying dilemma that pounds on us like cement?


We must act like a leader—tough and vigilant
Striving to survive!
We must mimic like a leader—buff and independent
Struggling to stay alive!

Disregard the mourning state;
Drive out the defiant enemies and make them face their damnations
So we can joyfully integrate and negotiate
You’d do me a favor to cease your supplications!  


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Final Goodbye

We knew it was coming. We just didn’t know when. We were just waiting, For the Final Goodbye. You knew it was coming. You just waited until the end. You were just scared, About the Final Goodbye. She was just waiting. She knew the money was gone. She used you, and missed it. The Final Goodbye. Everyone waited. Everyone knew. Waiting for the suicide. The Final Goodbye. I cry over your grave. I knew you would die. Now, I too, fear, The Final Goodbye


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never forget 9-11

On that day we were all the same, we didn't know there faces, we didn't know 
there names.
There voices we heard crying all around the world, someones loving father, 
someones little girl.
On that day we were called to lead a better life, for that someones father, for that 
someones wife.
The list of souls read from above before it came below why it was and why it is the 
answer no one knows.
Through the pain we have learned lessons great and small, life, love, and happiness 
are precious cherish them all.
With grace we all go on, but never will we forget that all of these beautiful things 
can fade so very quick.
On that day we wondered, on that day we cryed, on that day we asked ourselves 
what kind of man am I?
Mothers held there children for so long and oh so tight, why did these people have 
to go this was not there fight.
We hope and pray for all those names, and the ones they left behind they gave 
their life for a question the answer we must find.

William J. Harty


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FOREVER FREE

        FOREVER FREE
I stand before you, judged, a sinner be
relinquishing all rights, I might have had,
but pray thee quick, to judge the soul of me
then lay to rest--the sins that drive me mad.

I seek forgiveness, that's all of my plea,
for all I've been in life, as having fun,
and all the hurt--that's been--because of me
I pray put in the past, as if there's none.

I ask your guidance, on my bended knee
protect my days ahead, if there are some
and never let mine eyes again to see
the lust of life from where all sin has come.

   And Jesus, give me wisdom, now to be
   your servant who's been saved--forever free!
© ron wilson


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a wradled lession

A fight not spoken 
                               is a voice unwelcome
an inoccent tragdeity


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The Color Red

At the beginning it was all so great,
but now i am walking away from this state.
I loved ever moment that we spent together,
I thought we would go on like that forever. 

But i am sorry to say that you have torn my heart apart,
I was praying on my hands and knees from the start.
Praying so that this would not happen,
but it happened and it ain't stopping. 

I beet my self in the chest now for letting this go so far,
I wish i could just forget this all to remove this scar.
The scar that you left on my soul is way too deep,
everything poring out of it is nasty and smells so creep. 

I know that people say to "Forgive and Forget",
but i can do only one thing, and its pore it out without a fit.
So i am done with this hell people call life,
i am on the edge of this earth waiting to survive. 


Dedicated to the one that broke my heart. 
No names will be spoken.


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Tears are HOME in Heaven -2-

You are the reason that I Exist, Forever in Heaven : as Dawn’s Morning Mist
                                                    “ ALWAYS “
Always on Guard, in Heaven’s Gold Sky, we are ready to Cry for YOU and
                                                   “ Y O U R S “

     LOVE YOU “ Barbeeg ” ALWAYS YOUR Liege…HG ( Harry )

                                              To Be Continued


Details | Classicism | |

By My Side

I have so much pain I feel inside,
           Eachday it's getting harder 
    and harder to hide.
 I really miss you right my side,
 I really havn't been the same since you died.


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To the Coming End, My Friend and I

A day once clear and warm has changed; 
The sky is dark.
Beneath the storm, my friend and I;
We glide down Park.
Through half bare trees, a cold wind blows,
Dead leaves flit by.
We ride bikes down Park Avenue,
My friend and I.


The half bare trees curve overhead, 
the street is straight;
A tunnel made of branches and
Impending fate. 
A tunnel toward eternity,
Forward it lies.
We ride bikes through the dark tunnel,
My friend and I. 


Straight forward is the tunnel laid,
Toward death's call.
Our wheels spin like the loosened leaves,
Like dead leaves fall.
We pedal through the afternoon,
Beneath dark skies.
We ride bikes in the dying light,
My friend and I. 


The dying light casts thick shadows,
Obscures our goal.
To fateful ends, we ride our bikes,
Carry our souls.
Approaching dark, we mutter our
Future goodbyes. 
We ride bikes to the coming end,
My friend and I. 


We ride bikes down Park Avenue,
We ride bikes through the dark tunnel,
We ride bikes in dying light,
My friend and I. 


We ride bikes to the coming end,
My friend and I.


Details | Elegy | |

In Honor of Teeds

Multicolored tears
For one gone too soon
And one who’s denied her hand to hold
Halfway through his journey towards manhood 

“Life’s not fair.”
She told him so
Mothers do
When teachers play favorites
Or party invitations never come
Or Christmas budgets aren’t big enough for
Wish lists. 

But this. 

It’s too big
Even for Mother. 

So we weep
And we pray
And in our naked helplessness we come
Together
Giving of ourselves and receiving from others
With a rare and sacred gentleness
We share
And honor the ineffably beautiful spirit
Who breathes love and life in us and through us and among us
Every day 

Today that spirit was purring.

Kathleen Taylor -  b August 27th 1965 - d October 4th 2006


Details | Sonnet | |

Death, His Friend He Must Embrace

Back bent,
Spine protruding from withered figure,
His face a creeping shadow,
Scattering, revealing pale ghost beneath,
Breathing eerier croaks from dark fathoms within,
Lips parched,
A bumpy mess of scales,
His eyes dug deep within the shrivels of his face,
Reflecting with joy his distant youth,
Quivering lost paper in wind,
As those lips part one final time,
No one listens to his great last words,
Expecting him to quietly slip away with grace,
Death his friend he must embrace. 


Details | ABC | |

The Appreciation

your voices is melodic,a hand in time disowned and misleading
used to lure the unsure to pure heavenly meaning
guide me,find me because ive lost my way in this forest of misery
sick thoughts are greedy and avaricious crows pecking at my mind,destroying me 
all of my life my tongue has never truly tasted,my efforts truly wasted
trying to find love,and failure,i unruly,cruelly based it
on my own so called flaws,cursin my reflection as i faced it
id envy others beauty,their perfection evasive
to me as i saw them on television,and in school wrapped in perfume and beards
the white hot pain despair,i feared
would burn me alive....
until u came along and showed me how flowers felt,and why ice cream melts
how soft hands were and how hands were dealt
u said beauty is only a mold,a mold everyone tries to fit everyone to
and if they dont have everything theres one thing they do
call you ugly,i cringe at it and despise the word
but as u subside my thirst for curse,
u gave me other things to feel besides the hurt...
oh gosh..
now as i stand here beside your hearse
i wanted to say thank you,my lady songbird...
i heard your final chirp...


Details | Narrative | |

THE SINS OF SOCIETY

The mid-sixties weren't fun for a teen working...
I put foot on this prosperous and beautiful land
and looked forward to a great future,
but my plan didn't go as smoothly
as I thought it would have instead.
My question was, " Go to College, 
earn a degree or help mother and sisters? "
I choose to help them procrastinating.
From job to job I went hardly missing a day realizing what it would have cost me, 
but wages stayed the same or rarely increased much,
I loved to work and earn my weekly paycheck;
sadly, many boys of my age were drafted and went to war...
some returned, many didn't and being the only son,
they didn't draft me but witnessing the horror, the sadness, the crying of soldiers, 
and seeing all that: was like being there where the sky exploded with fire and smoke.
Isn't fate the course that nobody can predict regardless how scientists envision it...
if it were so easy to foresee, all would have control over it and all catastrophes
could be avoided to save millions of lives? Doesn't the Bible warn us to shun divination?
It's the sinful mind, the greedy heart, the unfaithful spouse, the disobedient child
making us stand at the crossroads deciding which steps to take to prevent a tragedy.


Details | Lyric | |

Monster

My rage builds up inside
This is the face that cried
The body that died

The world that has no more space
This is the hand that bruised your face
The blood I taste

The depression deep inside my soul
These are the hands that are so cold
The hate that can't unfold

The life placed upon Thee'
These are the eyes that cannot see
The things that should not be

The shame that was placed
This is the mistake that cannot be erased
The time we have left to chase

The words that were spoken too clear
These are the ears that cannot hear
The friend who is no longer near

Shayla Dendinger


Details | I do not know? | |

The Voyage of Us

The journey of Humanity is one of courage, it is of hope, it is of Acceptance.
It is of eyes peering in the horizon believing there is utopia behind it.

The journey of Humanity is one of struggle, of blood, of war, of Tears.
It is of the pursuit of Happiness, it is of Free-dom.

It is of Faith.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The journey of  Humanity is one of travel, of adventure, of Curiousity.
It is of exploring new terrains, it is of Excitement.

The journey of Humanity is one of  rejuvenation, of Re-formation, of Re-birth. It is of re-production, of Refurbishment.

It is of Renaissance.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The journey of Humanity is one of music, of beauty, of laughter, Sharing.
It of eating, it is of community, it is of smiles, it is of Hugs.

The journey of Humanity is one of dancing, of Competition.
It of service, it is of sub-mission. it is of Prayer

It is of our Universal Creator.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


The journey of Humanity is one of fare-wells, of tears, of Regrets.
It is of leaving, it is of good-byes, it is of Remorse.

The journey of Humanity is one all about making Love...
It is of potions, it is of oils, it is of nudity. It is of Endings.

It is of Beginnings.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The journey of humanity is one of Conceptualization
It is of creating, it is of Visualization.

The journey of Humanity is one of Development
It is of  building-up, it is of Breaking-down

It is of taking Chances.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

But, most of all....

The journey of Humanity is one of.... LOVE.

Love for all things Good.

Love for all things Bad.

Love for all things Ugly.

And...

...a Love for all things DARK.



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Peace to all of Man-kind.
I ~ Am  ~ I


Details | Free verse | |

my favourite path

i see it before me 
i have not stepped towards, nor walked along its direction 
it is clearly there for me to do so 
the decision 
can stray left or right of the way I go 
and all I know 
is that it starts 
before me


Details | Classicism | |

Ramon

I miss you Ramon, I wana see u so I look
outside across the street, You were the most
realest big hearted person anyone could ever
meet, With u not around I feel incomplete I miss you
with every heart beat. I still think ur gonna call
so I always look at my phone without you I 
feel so all alone I miss you Ramon I wish u 
could come bak home.Honestly I dont know if
I will ever be okay all I know is it gets harder &
harder each day.No amount of time will heal I
know I'll be missing u still. Some people just dont
understand & i dont think they ever will


Details | Lyric | |

Bed Business Betrayal

You were everything I prayed against you to be.
You peddled your rhymes on Friday nights,
You sold your soul and your creative rights.
But the only one who saw the change was me. 

I feel your grip loosen and you’ve started to slip,
They consume you in the midnight hour,
Your dirty knees show that you’ve lost all power.
But I still reach out, I can see through your quip.

Your betrayal has now climaxed, and to it’s easiness you heed.
Your eyes can see only hatred and pain,
So as their whore you will forever remain.
But my eyes see the everlasting promise, the one you didn’t need.


Details | Free verse | |

More Than a Pet

They say dog is man's best friend; 
That's exactly what you are. 
Just a few hours ago, you were taken away, 
By the driver of that car. 
They didn't stop, they didn't care, 
They just kept going on. 
They don't know my heart is broken, 
Because my best friend is gone. 
To most, you were just a dog, 
You were just our family pet;
To me, Cheyenne, you were a friend, 
More special than the rest. 
You always knew when I felt bad, 
You were always by my side. 
Without you here, I just feel lost; 
Nothing at all feels right. 
It's weird not to hear you bark, 
Or watch your tail wag up and down; 
Things are already so much different, 
Now that you're not around. 
They say all dogs go to heaven, 
I know that may be true. 
But, Cheyenne, you're more than just a dog; 
My best friend, I love and miss you.


Details | Lyric | |

beautiful angel

must be on a cloud somewhere looking down on me you're frowning cause you see me struggling without you I'm not flying on the ground crying trying to live each day then I remember the song you used to sing to me and I know it would be okay beautiful angel let your dreams guide you you will always be forever even when you fall know i will catch you beautiful angel must be flying around somewhere looking for me but I won't be where I'm supposed to I am hiding so afraid to try being free then I remember the song you used to sing to me and I know you'll be there beautiful angel let your dreams guide you you will always be forever even when you fall know i will catch you beautiful angel I'm your beautiful you're my beautiful yeah yeah yeah we're beautiful angels


Details | I do not know? | |

Forgotten Friendship


Here we are my friend and mate,
Where have you been? It’s almost too late.
I’ve searched and searched from months to years,
I’m tired and weary, I’ve run out of tears.

You promised you’ll come at the turn of the tide,
But time flew by like a sharp lightening strike.
If you cannot stay, or wait a while,
Please can you explain why no smile?

If you have found a companion or bride,
I would be happy, I’d smile with pride.
Don’t be afraid to tell me the truth,
Friendship with you has no need for an excuse.

We’ve come a long way, through thick and thin,
We’ve fought so often, and you always win.
I hope she makes you happy and proud,
Better than me, pretty, rich and with clout.

I’ll miss the laughs in the middle of the night,
I’ll miss your shouts when I give you a fright.
The promise we made when our friendship was real,
of together crossing the oceans and plains.

Go on my friend, go on your way,
My tears will dry, but my heart will stay.
Until the day when that someone comes,
To take my hand and walk me home.


Details | Blank verse | |

Seppuku

Stately pines in Night's crimson Deep
Whisper a rustling song...
Gleaming steel, and warriors two
Beneath the weeping moon
With eyes a'dew and locked, embrace
The poetry of Death...

Alas the final shuddering as flesh
Gives home to sword,
"Tis done, 'tis done! Love's wage is paid-
The body's struggling dignity...
Upright no more, in blood awash,
Yet even then that silent reaching-
Grasping for his "Other,"
With heart a'twain and sorely cleaved,
He gasps that name which was his soul,
Beloved! See my troth!

The forest bows to reverence,
But nay, the thing's not done...
As flashing drops a pristine blade
In firmest grip of youth-strong hands,
And honor's deed's discharged...

Silence now, in clouded clamour,
As nary a sound escapes,
Save the gentle meeting of a 
Fallen tear upon a leaf at the "Other's" feet...


Details | Free verse | |

To say goodbye

Rosey cheeks and,
 Crimson tears
Dandelions kneel,
    With all of us
A show of respect,
  to the person you were.


Details | Free verse | |

How Do I Let You Go

What will be
Will be!
I know of this, first hand
Your life was taken away
So abruptly!
I will 
Never forget
That day!
Till the day 
My body dies
And
I am with you, again!

“How was I to prepare myself?”
With 
That kind of 
Life changing, event!
You 
Didn't warn me 
You
Were permanently leaving!
I hope 
You know 
How much “I love you”
Know
You will never be forgotten!

I don’t know 
What 
Has got into me!
Consciously
I feel you
Inside me
I see images
Of your face 
So clearly!
Am I crazy 
To believe in this, my love?

“Are you still with me?”
“Is my imagination 
Playing cruel tricks
Running rampant
As
I talk with you
As if 
You were by my side, right now

In my heart and mind
Your face etched
Imprinted
Like a blue print
That never fades
Your foot prints 
Still remain, beside me
My heart beats
Eternally
Trying to make sense of everything!

Forgive me, my love
For being so strong in my feeling
For it has been a long time
Since I lost you, my friend
Something 
I haven’t
Quite
Got over!

My heart 
Having 
A mind of its own
Aching 
To be with you, still!
To see you
To smell you
To touch you
To taste you
One
Last time!

I want to say “Goodbye” 
Once and for all!
As 
We have
Brought out
The best and worst 
In each other
Rivers run deep
When it comes to you and me!

We have had our fair share of fights and arguments
Stubborn disagreements
All of them
Meaningless
Now
You cease to exist!

I miss your lingering touches
Your hand, stroking my face
Your big, blue eyes
Looking into mine
Your warm lips
Your rough, unshaven face 
The way you
Passionately
Kiss me
While
We make love, till dawn

I miss
All those nights
You kept me 
Safe and warm!
I miss
Your
Loving embrace
I miss
Your
Reassurance!
“Am I ever going to feel the same, with another?”
Just
As 
I felt
In your arms, my love?

How
Do I let you go?
How
Do I set myself, free?
I am ready
To love, again!
With 
‘Our eternal love’
Supporting
And 
Guiding me
Especially
In times, like these!


Details | Free verse | |

TO DON CARLSON - MY ROOM DWELLING FRIEND- IN MEMORIUM

So    it's to say as much as    everyone
                                                        eventually
    finds a room to live in
        (my friend    perhaps    sooner than others)
When he walked out    though
                                          out on the town
                                          with generous courage
    confused        a willing joy
When he met our eyes
                                out on the town
    with his runaway own
                                   waiting to share room
I was sorry then
                      sorry now
Not remorseful then
                      not now
    but    hoping    hoping he had a friend in his room
So    gone running    to meet a friend
         (a great throng of friends    to my mind)
    who waited just outside


Details | Free verse | |

The Fare

"nothing lasts forever"
not the day
or the night,
or your love-
but it's not true.
The past remains
as the present descends,
nothing to stay forever
but there all the same.

And when we fear it creeps to quick
we see loss
in place of passed,
whereas to have known is always knowing.
A fortune beyond value.


Details | Rhyme | |

Fate

an emptiness lives deep in my soul
never to have you here to hold
missing the way we laughed and joked
knowing what's said when no one spoke
never living in any fear
knowing each other was always near
two hearts binded in a special way
giving each other a reason to love each day
 An emptiness lives deep in my soul
feeling my life is now so cold
another has taken you away
leaving me lonely everyday
split our hearts into two different worlds
fate has plucked us two new chords
playing a song our hearts will bring
knowing together we once again will sing.


Details | Narrative | |

The Letter to The Lost

You were the gift that gave me eyes, and grateful I’ll forever be. The poetic beauty inside our loss is within the dark we see. So here I write my letter to you, the following week since you passed. You burst into my life like a firework, burning twice as bright but twice as fast. Unlike a rocket you’ll fail to fade, and your love will never be surpassed. As I pen the ink my words begin to smudge, with tears that start to fall. I feel your presence is close to me, and memories flood back to recall. So here begins my letter dear love, you were a gift and a loss to us all. Like a New York snow fall, on a starry December’s eve. Like an enchanted walk in central park, beneath the flowing trees. I took your hand and felt your pulse, as together we were free. Like a shore walk in paradise, along the edge of a summer’s breeze. Like a boat ride across the crystal blue, a magic sail upon the seas. You make me smile with one quick glance, and you rule my memories. The love for you cannot be described, and the loss can never be healed. I placed the flowers upon your stone, and ached with every petal that pealed. Now I know I’ll see you again someday, as we walk into the golden field. I leave you with a kiss and a hug, and pray you are safe and strong. I’ll count the days till I see you again; I hope that it's not too long.


Details | I do not know? | |

Must I Forgive?

Why did you do it?
I'll ask you again,
You had so much to live for,
And you were my friend.

You said you were here,
Whenever I needed you,
But you're not, and won't be,
Now who will I turn to?

I think of the sparkle
That lit up your eyes,
Was greater than any
I'd seen in the skies.

I knew that one day
You'd set a girl free,
But we'll never know now
If that girl should've been me.

I might learn to love,
But never forgive,
Because you, my dear friend,
You should have lived.


Details | Lyric | |

Save Me From Desperation

My golden one you're burning out of sight
I try to follow your light
This darkness pulls and pushes me away
But our love will never wane
Despite all of the pain

You rapture me from my own mind
When the razor calls me back
Tell me these are all just lies
Only illusions from my mind 

Deterring the pain away
I'm with you
There's nothing more to say

Paradise is mine 
You Save me from desperation
And I will fulfill all of your adorations
You save me from desperation
Nobody is in vain
Though my life lived a lie
You save me from desperation

Our starcrossed world 
Destroyed by the ones who run from reality
Condemn us you may
But love will always find it's way
You're worth it to be called mine
Evenour bond is crime

Begin the decay
There's no more to say
Eden's Heart separated us from the start
You're all I need to be free
Nobody is in vain
So you found my meaning

(chorus)
Deterring the pain away
I'm with you
There's nothing more to say

Paradise is mine 
You Save me from desperation
And I will fulfill all of your adorations
You save me from desperation
Nobody is in vain
Though my life lived a lie
You save me from desperation

Advocate Angel from above
I put my heart in your hands
I've fallen too deep
A way to fulfill our love is what I seek

I'm suffering, dying, trying
To live but there's no life
Without you 

Deterring the pain away
I'm with you
There's nothing more to say

Paradise is mine 
You Save me from desperation
And I will fulfill all of your adorations
You save me from desperation
Nobody is in vain
Though my life lived a lie
You save me from desperation


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Apart From Me







Somber silly little Setter, English; painting trapped himself in the side yard whimpering, howling away wildly. 


Sunscreen-on, moseying on over, in His tenderness He offers a helping hand. Hot Summers cool vapors the blessings found  here, there to and fro leaning midst the still lulling; gentle calling of the Rains. 


Yes the Grace of God, in His joy humming, arriving just in time, and so is Patience the greater venture I suppose the eminent virtue. 


His Love always; Honest, Open... Willing already beholden... . Far beyond the wreck I make for myself and others... chains stretched bounded securing me yes, my freedom in kind stripped away from me given in the effort this provisional very prominence preceding me when in denial of these facts.     







Details | Free verse | |

Reading Faces

As I looked upon his face it was very recognizable 
I had seen the hollow look in my own eyes many times
I knew this wasn’t just another poem request
He wore the face of death and instantly my heart sank
There is nothing worse than learning a loved one has died
While you set in Prison
As he began to speak I studied his face
For I m an expert on reading people
   The expression in their eyes
       The tone of their voice
           The lines that map the depth of pain upon their face
                Body movement
                    And their hands
His eyes darted downwards and his voice cracked
He wrung his hands as though he were expecting a great waterfall
To start pouring out of them
He started to explain that the family lawyer had contacted him
His family had all gone out on their boat
They were headed to Catalina Island
Smallest details are important every word must be analyzed
Father, Mother, Wife, Children, (One boy and two girls) 
Brother, Sister and family dog
Brother’s wife and one nephew
Witnesses said, “The boat just exploded into flames”
Fuel leak
He raised his head and our eyes met
“Jughead (My Prison name) they’re all gone”, he said
His eyes were rimmed with red and very swollen
His entire body was trembling as he burst into tears
I held him like a mother would her frightened child
Searching my mind for something to offer
Something he could grasp hold of and find strength in
He must be the only family member left (Why else would a lawyer have contacted him?)
Like I said, “Every word is important”!!!
I thought, “Legacy, this shall be my approach”
I started to speak softly but with a touch of conviction
“Youngster your life is more important now than ever”
“It’s now your responsibility to make sure” –
“That your family tree continues to grow”
Bewildered he ask, “How did you know I didn’t have any more brothers, uncles or nephews”
“Because you just told me”, I replied
I could see in his face and in the expression of his eyes
That I had amazed him and he was now; another one of my kids
I suggested that him and I start a “Grief and Loss Program”
So I could teach him what I had taught myself
How to properly process death by stages
Shock, Denial, Blame, Anger and Acceptance
We cross paths with many faces everyday
Some we hardly even notice
             Others stay with us forever
Learn to read those faces compassionately 
             And you will have learned
How to find the Beauty within your own

Written for Sami's contest


Details | Narrative | |

What makes real men

I’ve seen so much
In the few years I’ve been here
Some things witnessed
Are my deepest fears

Not too long ago
On July 26th of 2004
Two great friends
That I greatly adore

The first on this day
Was my dear ol’ grand dad
The other was a kid
And this kid had

A bright promising future
Just out of high school
And he always seemed
Oh so cool

Thing happen
Unpredictable and unjust
Yet push on
Everyone must

What is done is done
The past we cannot change
And at time this causes our lives
To be rearranged

Honor their memory with laughter
Do not dwell on the grief
Just move on
You must believe

I have lost men
Whose shoes I could only hope to fill
Some had passed
Because they were incurably ill

Some have died
Before their time
Passing in the very beginning
Of their promising prime

What makes a real man
Is not how he starts things
It is the kind of finish
He shall bring


Details | I do not know? | |

Vision

Sitting here, in a room with no light
Everything seems
Increasingly bright
And the sound seems louder
Than it normally should be
As I play 
With my excessively growing goatee

It seems like a habit
Having my mornings this way
Yet for fun there is a price
Everyone must pay

Only one question dwells
In the mind of thy own
The answer still remains
To be unknown

Somewhere in the distance
Unreachable by any means
Sits a tall beaming
United States Marine
 


Details | Free verse | |

TY'D UP IN KNOTS

LONLINESS IS BEAUTIFUL;
BEAUTIFUL IS A DISASTER.
FAITH IS LOST...GONE AND FORGOTTEN.
YOU ARE THE EAR'S OPEN FOR MY RANTS.
ARMS WRAPPED AROUND ME.
TRUST GIVEN NEVER TAKEN.
WILL YOU UNTY'E THESE CHAINS 
WITH HOPE.
FORSAKEN AND CRUSHED.
TY'ED UP IN KNOTS.
DIFFERENCES PULL US;
SIMILARITIES BIND US.
IN A SEA OF RAGE, YOU WILL
CALM ME.
LIKE A CONFIDANT, MY SECRETS
YOU'LL NEVER BETRAY.
THE LINES ARE COMING LOOSE!
UNDONE BY STEADFAST HANDS.
THE WORDS WE SPEAK ENCOMPASS 
EVERYTHING.
FOR LIFE AND BEYOND.
NO ONE SEE'S, THE KNOTS ARE 
FINALLY GONE!
UNDONE, UNTY'D...AT LAST THERE'S PEACE!
THANK YOU MY FRIEND FOR HELPING
ME COME UNTY'D FROM THE KNOTS.


Details | Epitaph | |

My Suicide

If I Could Hear, Those Words Again,
I'd Say The One You'd Love To Hear.
I Wish I Would've Listened;I Hate It When I'm Hated.
Even Worse When I Know Your Jaded,
Forgotten Pain Finally Came Back.
Together I Know Now We'll Never Be.
At Least I Know The Final Cut Would Make Me Free.
The Chance Isn't What I Need, All I Want Is To
Hear You Speak Any Non-Venomous Words To Me.
I Don't Want To Feel Anymore, When I Was Numb,
It Felt So Right.
Now I See, What I Always Hated. Love Wasn't Meant For The Fated.
Heaven Never Wanted Me, Hell can't Save Me, Purgatory's 
Just A Name For The Pain.
So Goodbye And Good Luck To This World.
I Don't Really Love or Care About You or It Anymore.
Once I Tried It, It Felt So Good, Now I Can't Stop The Blood 
From Coming Out!
I Hear The Sirens, An Ambulence Comes.
But What I Hear Is My Tears, Falling In The Rain.
My Best Friends Can't Save Me, They're The Reason
I'm Already Dead.
Please Close My Coffin. 
I've Said All That Should Be Said.


Details | Free verse | |

I Still Love You

I still love you
Buried six foot under
Life no more
Risking my heart
Everything, I have ever known!
Letting you go
Eighteen years of panache and tears
‘Loyalty’ because 

‘I Still Love You’

At a cross roads
Changes of initiation
Giving in, risking all
Trading this pain in
Making my heart whole
Know by saying goodbye
And, letting you go
Know, for an eternity

‘I Still Love You’


Details | Free verse | |

Burial On The Presidio Banks

The dark day has come 
As we stand on Presidio Banks
We cry
Towards the sea
The waves
Just... so grey
The look on the faces 
So grave
As we mourn the losses of today
The songs start to play
The oceans waves
And we do the same
We say our goodbyes
Then look towards the sky
As the darkness beings to face
The clouds drift
Like the cars pulling away
But I stand knowing
This is no dark day
The days will fade
And so will the years
But not what I hold dear
I will remember this day
As a sight to be amazed
Because I saw
The burial on presidio banks


Details | I do not know? | |

Untitled

I wish I could 
Go back to being five.
When life was easier
And every thing was 
ABC’s and one two three’s.
Now I’m older
Constantly 
Getting caught up 
Into lies and deceit.
Little did I know
That even the sweet ones
Will come and go.
And I hold on
To where I don’t belong.
Reaching out for a hand
That isn’t there.
Resting my head 
In the depths of despair.
03/01/09


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Whisper to Me

Whisper something in my ear
Call my name so I can hear
Let me know you are ever near
So I will know there is nothing to fear

Whisper to me a lullaby
Some sweet line to help me get by
To for get the past, I often try
But each time I just break down and cry

Whisper words of comfort to me
Explain how this could ever be
Why this is so, I cannot see
'Cause together I thought we'd always be

Whispers songs of old and new
Gems like these come in few
Some serious, some amusing too,
And that's how I will remember you.


Details | Elegy | |

By Ne'er A Hurt Renders

 
         The friend who gonna while sheer
          In friendly, airy blast always  . . . 
          The soul around . . . 
          Who ne’er mind —by renders a hurt

          The old cougar, restful in bench by 
          In stares much bit 
          Of enjoying up nicely day by day 
          With the sun illume 
          With the windy hit passive his skin
          When stars-oh-moon light
          Once hold tho shadow heaven
          In casting by thrilling

          His whistler galloping
          In fulling island ground soul, melody 
          In adding-lib —
          In forgiving of resentful 
          Uncool off liaison

          The cougar as look tensity my vicinity  
          By was, — who had been gone  . . . 
          And inquired one nascency rose 
          On souls is mind — 
          Who will be next? O friend scathe-less 
          Airy blast always at others —
          Who spring by, a proudly around?

                 


Details | Free verse | |

Dearest Love

Dearest Love,
Do not forget me,
Even in death,
Remember all we shared,
All we did, but do not forget, 
I'll be waiting on the other side,
Til then,
I Love You Forever,
Yours Truely


Details | Couplet | |

Whispered Silence

I yell, but you respond not
I cry, but my tears do not spill
I fear that I might be left here to wrought
Now the dark cold is the only thing I feel

I reach to grasp your hand
But my movement is slow
My memories of you slide out of my mind like sand
But still around me, the darkness grows

Finally feeling to just give in
Your image appeared out of the dark violence
You looked upon me with a miraculous grin
You took my hand in yours, finally I have been
Freed from a whispered silence....


Details | Bio | |

One Last Time

As I sit here with you one last time,
I shed many a tear
Never will I hear your voice again 
Never will I feel your touch that meant so much
Tears flow for many reasons
A history few could understand
A child shared, yet not
A love that has come and gone,
But not forgotten 
A one of a kind bond yet to be broken 
Last but not least a friendship,
One hard to explain it’s true
As I sit here with you one last time,
I shed many a tear


Details | Sonnet | |

HOURGLASS

.......HOURGLASS
When all the sand's run out for yesterday
and here you stand reflecting on it all,
no matter what you do, or what you say
you'll never change the way time has to fall;

the sand's been piled onto the waiting floor,
announcing time's run out, as you can see,
all hopes and dreams now fade, to be no more,
as if the way it's piled is meant to be;

all Heaven knows you've done the best you could
to shape tomorrow as you'd want today,
but somehow things don't go just as they should
and sands of time don't always fall your way.

The best we'll ever do is turn the stand
and hope again our time goes as we've planned.
.................© ron wilson


Details | Ballad | |

A Touch of Bittersweetness

A Touch of Bittersweetness 

Nay, I say as tears well up
I think of our full past
Together we had conquered all
and laughed with joy to last.

My memories, I want to keep
But sadness they do bring
Your smile I shall not see again
But regrets, no, not a thing.

Your contagious laugh, your glittering eyes
Like stars, you were so rare
But most of all, no one compares
To your loving touch; you care. 

Forever more you shall remain
In hearts of everyone
For your heart of gold, we all do know
Familiar, yet eternally gone.


Details | Free verse | |

Till Death Do Us Part

I lay awake, at night
Hearing your spirit, calling me
I feel you, deeply
Another time, another space
How, do I bring you back home?


Details | Lyric | |

The Dance

Swaying. I'm dreaming. Sinking. I'm dying. Freefalling. Angels sing a beautiful melody. Hallelujia, oh hallelujia. The light shines on me, enchanting. It's holy, it's holy. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. My heart is pounding deep within my chest. Dancing with in my eyes ceases to exist. I am not alone. Blinded no longer is the truth hidden inside. And we're swaying. The angels singing. Hallelujia, oh hallelujia. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. On golden streets we dance to the harp, he's holding me close. Silver is the moon, blue are the stars. I fall awestruck to my knees, swimming through splashing amber seas of innocence. The steps of the dance, guided by his gentle hand. I am at rest, I am at peace, folded in the glory of my coming. The spitting fire engulfing me. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. I'm spinning, my dress all around, and he's twirling me, my hair falling down. Now as he pulls me close, I see his kind face, I know I am secure, I know I am safe. My best friend Jesus, I smile at him. Oh, dancing with Jesus... I am alive again. I'm dancing with Jesus... In Heaven with Jesus... I am alive again. I am alive again...


Details | Classicism | |

My Shinning Star

Your my shinning star, You may not
be on earth anymore but I keep you close 
so your not far, I oftem wonder why 
you had to die, I wipe my tears 
and look up at the sky.
   They say people need air to breathe
well I need you, Why did u have to leave?
But your happy and free now I believe.
    People can't breathe without air,
I feel like I can't breathe without 
you it's not  fair.
      You were better than the rest
But i guess it's true God only takes the best.
      I feel like I'm livivg in the
worst nightmare ever, I love you & I 
will forever.


Details | Free verse | |

A second chance

What it must be like inside your head,

To come to a decision that you are better off dead.

To think that there's nowhere life to turn,

A peaceful life is all that you yearn.

Convinced that talking to family and friends,

Will only make matters worse in the end.

They don't need to hear your problems,

You think they've got their own.

But if only you had known.

They are there with you through thick and thin

Family since your life did begin.

They have picked you up when you have fell,

So give them the chance now and your problems do tell.

There is much more to life than just this way,

So please convince your head that you want to live another day.
copyright(c) Susan Logan 2012.


Details | Rhyme | |

Tale Of Lovers True

How did it start he didn’t know
But what this was won’t let him go 
He prays for death so this will end
What was the wound which he must sew

He just had coffee with a friend
A quaint old shop just down the bend
They shared a cup of troubled brew
So troubled heart could freely rend

He heard a tale of lovers true
A tale which sadly now is through
Friend’s wife was having an affair
A fact that he already knew

What his poor friend was unaware
Was he who held her favored stare
Seeing friend’s pain brought thoughts profound
And as friend left he just sat there

Then from outside came awful sound
A screeching car had target found
He dropped regrets to rush outside
And found his friend there on the ground

And there amid the blood’s red tide
He fell to deed with anguish cried
And there began the endless flow
As one man lived another died


Details | Blank verse | |

JF, Rip

Solely a soul-mate
that of a mother.
Caressing, cherishing,
every moment-
every couch thrown,
weeping eyes-
a cry out for help-
when you needed her most.
Never a memory-
the presence lives on
through you
and what you do-
what you've been doesn't justify
what you've learned and become now.

Take the flame,
keep it lit,
flickering-
like the light she fixed after your fist punctured it.
After she yelled and warned out of frustration,
but never infront of me.
Graciously giving her love to all who surrounded

Souls don't evaporate-
they merely find a home within their loved ones.
So as you dream of her;
think of her;
and miss her
just remember she's there,
though you can't hear her, 
or see her,
she just wants the best for you.
She always has.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Brother

You left my brother
Came back a man
Should hear our proud father
Speak of you
How you’ve done him
And momma proud
Sister Jane and Katherine
Down the block
Never seem to have anything
But you to talk about
Oh if you only knew the loving
All the girls around here
Say you’ve missed
It’s a good bet
You’d never have left
But leave you did
Nothing can change that now
In a way it’s good to know
Exactly where you are
We need never again worry
If that old truck of yours broke down
Leaving you to walk home in the rain
It’s a good thing really
Now we can all get some sleep
Granted, not as much as you
But we will in our due time
Just want you to know
These tags of yours
Will never leave my neck
You, will never leave my heart
For no matter why you left
Or how you came back
You still are
And will always be
My brother


Details | Blank verse | |

A Black Rose Sprouted

"Come, kindest steel
That speaks blood- songs
In cathedrals of the stars-
As nigh unto the Infinite
Swift Honour takes my soul...

Judge not my years too 
Small a vessel
Worlds to full contain-
Love's tender iron long swaddled me
With Pain my suckling nurse...

So poised be now,
Salvific blade,
There 'pon this beating portal-
Enrobed, enthroned, majestic then,
Within my bursting heart!"

With rallied spirit 
The thrust's begun!
But, Lo! Now's stayed the hand-
As shimmers Night into spectral form
Of strange dark ornament...

Then in tongue that's known the grave,
A whispered "Beloved, no..."
As fleeting then is gone the shape
And a single Black Rose sprouted
Where it had stood...
Where it had stood. 








Details | Rhyme | |

Fight for Life

Take every single day in your stride.
Through everything she will guide.
Never give up, no matter what you face.
Right here on earth, fight for your place.
Every beat of your heart feel grateful for.
For you never know when you'll be knocking on heavens door. 
Follow your heart as it knows best.
Stay in this world for you are blessed. 
Best of luck for your fight, stay strong.
For you shall be at peace in not too long.
Don't fear leaving this earth.
Live everyday at it's best for that's what it's worth! 


Details | Lyric | |

Jimmy On A Noose

Jimmy on a noose
Perhaps I should cut you loose
Read your little note
Cover you up with your bed clothes.

Jimmy, you let it hold you tight
Why couldn’t you just let it go?
Why did you bottle it up inside?
And let it grow.
For there’s something’s that are too hard to hide
All on your own.
Why didn’t you ever confide?
I guess now I’ll never know.

You didn’t seem strange
Perhaps sometimes a little low
I know it’s not exactly a cosmopolitan place
That we call home
But you could’ve kept a secret
Most people do
If it got too heavy to hold
I would’ve carried it with you.

Jimmy on a noose
Perhaps I should let the truth
Fall in to the flames
I can’t bear to read about your shame.

Jimmy, I won’t claim to understand
I can’t even begin.
I know you thought it made you less of a man
But to me you were a king.
Now as I see you hang
I don’t feel a thing.
Maybe there’s no promised land
But at least you’re not suffering.

You woke up that morning
The sun was hanging somewhere
You even brushed your teeth
Ran gel through your hair.
But something didn’t feel right
Perhaps you felt sick
Perhaps all the guilt and the secrets and lies
Would not shift.
Did you cry as you wrote your note?
Did you cry as you tied the rope around your neck?
Did you cry as you slipped below?
Did you flail and wail until you had nothing left?

Jimmy on a noose
Perhaps I should just leave you
Hanging where you are
For I just don’t have the heart.

What about your mother?
What about your dad?
What about all the others?
Were we really all that bad?
That you could not trust us?
You felt you had
To hang here up above us
You didn’t even give us a chance.

Jimmy I don’t understand
How you could think
That you’d be less of a man
To me you were a King.
And now I watch you swing
Jimmy it’s all over
Before it ever did begin.

Jimmy on a noose
Perhaps I should cut you loose
But that’s not how I remember 
I don’t want to know the truth.


Details | Free verse | |

my old friends

my old friends 
all around me
talking of the past
of present pains
of future plans

my old friends 
all around me
turning left
turning right 
turning pale

my old friends 
all around me
standing tall
sitting still
falling fast

my old friends 


Details | Rhyme | |

Waiting In Heaven To Hold You Again

Keep me in your memory
When I leave eternally
As my days are growing short
With this battle being fought
A war coming from inside
That I can no longer hide
From loved ones and my dear friends
That will take me in the end
A disease with no known cure
I want to be really sure
My last wish will be fulfilled
As I start to get a chill
And see the biggest bright light
That will take me in the night
To a place with no more pain
So I'm asking once again
Never forget the good times
We would always seem to find
From the second we became
Friends that bonded with the same
Stories full of pain and sorrow
We lit each others tomorrow
With a light of joy and caring 
The more we were glued by sharing
So don't cry tears when I pass
Please be strong and raise a glass
To the good times that will be
In your heart and memory
As I'm way up in the sky
Watching with a careful eye
Sending my love in the night
That sparkles in stars so bright
And waiting so patiently
Till I can again be
Holding all my loved ones missed
So tightly with a soft kiss
Until then I will just be
Sending love so heavenly


Details | I do not know? | |

My Friend

I know tyat she wanted to die
 and I understood.

One of the greatest gifts in life
is a friend

No experience, no matter how wonderful,
can be as profound  so full of knowledge and inner strength 
then when two friends who become  soul mates, meet on
 an higher plane of spiritual healing.

My friend:

I make myself believe that I can see
inside of you, like into myself.
Your mind is very much alert and
your soul is beautiful.
May the God of your heart
Bless you, keep you, and grant you peace.
If there is life after death, you will be 
someone’s guardian angel


Details | Narrative | |

Imagine

If all the things I have right now were taken away and I had nothing left I would fantasize about nature and how beautiful it is. I would imagine that I was swinging on an old tire swing in front of a river. In the river were little ducks and I would go feed them. In my life right now I don’t think of nature that way. I think if my freedom was taken away I wouldn’t take it for granted the way I do and I would know how much it actually means to me. I would also imagine my family getting together for my family reunion. We would usually have them in September. My aunt would make her fancy white cake topped with chocolate drizzle. My grandma always made her jello cake; I still don’t know exactly how she makes it. The others would bring KFC, at least three boxes full of chicken and fries. All the kids would sit together and play games and laugh as we threw food at one another. We would have a game where the kids lined up from age 1 to age 13 and you would get to pick a prize appropriate for your age. I would always get stuck with bath soap and tooth brushes.I take a lot of ordinary things for granted and I think a lot of people do but they won’t admit it. Sometimes I even take life and my freedom for granted. I think that if maybe we wouldn’t take things for granted like the trees or our freedom that maybe our lives would be a lot better and things wouldn’t happen the way they do. I have lived long enough to know that it won’t happen, nothing happens the way you want it to. Just a few months ago I lost my grandma and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I took all of the things she did for granted and now that she’s gone I miss her. She used to make this tuna casserole, it was just amazing but I never told her just how much she meant to me. I think if I would have told her that more then I wouldn’t feel so guilty or depressed that she is gone. I never told her what I needed to. If people could use the words of John Lennon “Imagine Peace” and actually think about it then maybe the world wouldn’t have to end because there wouldn’t be any enemies, murders, drugs, none of the bad things would have happened. If we could have just accepted everyone around us for who they are and known that one day we all have to die, we could have stepped back from it all and said I had a good life and I don’t regret any of it. I think it’s no good to step back from something and tell yourself that you could have done something to prevent it.


Details | Free verse | |

Spinning Head

As the music is playing
My head is spinning
The notes of the guitar 
Seem to pierce deep inside

Wrapping its icy grip
Around my heart 
And tug tug
On my heart strings

As I sit alone in the dark
With the cold air of winter
That drifts through the  cracks
Cracks of the house

I imagine a better time
A better place in my life
A time when the sun was shining
Down on me  and warm smiles 

The warm smiles of summer 
Were all around 
I guess that's why
The expression is fair weather friends

When the storm brews 
In the distance 
The first sound of thunder
They scatter and leave one alone

Alone as you were at the start
In the end we're all alone
And no one will ever be standing by us
Just us and our maker


(This is not mine but my grandson who lives with me and suffers from depression. His name 
is Cody Waldrop.)


Details | Rhyme | |

I Just Can't Live Without You

I just can't live without you,
You make my world complete.
I'd wander around without a clue,
If I'd only lost you in the street.

I just can't live without you,
You get me through the day.
My heart would be fractured; I know it's true,
I can't live without you, there's no possible way.

I just can't live without you,
I couldn't bare to lose your face.
Without you I'd have nothing to do,
But I know you'd be in a better place.


Details | Couplet | |

Raven by the Graves

I believe in the protector of the dead.
I see her every time I am there.
When I'm sitting by your grave,
thinking about the good times and bad.

She sits on top of your headstone,
as the most beautiful bird ever known.
Her dark feathers shines in the moonlight,
her eyes dark as coal.
She stares into my eyes when she near,
giving me a message very clear.

"Oh, my death Raven...
You have taken upon yourself to do this,
to protect the ones that are gone.
I love how you are close
so now we know their never alone.

I truly love you as a friend,
and I hope you're here in the end.
My dear Raven, understand
you are always in my head."

You have to understand that this is forever.
She knows what to do because she is clever.
No, She will never leave.
You would just have to believe.
She made this as her duty 
Cause she feels right where she belongs.






Details | Diamante | |

My Best Friend

I remember the day I met you, God must of planned it that day
It was in the children hospital, The day that Meagan passed away
You came to see Steven and Jill, If there was anything you could do
You knew that they were hurting, They loved Meagan so much too
As you and I were talking, I felt I had known you all my life
Even though you didn't know me, You never left my side
Over the years we became close, You were like a sister to me
I always knew I could count on you, Why did you have to leave
I wish you could come back, If only for one day
Theres so much I need to tell you, So much I want to say
I really miss you Lori, I miss our long talks on the phone
Life has changed so much for me, I feel so all alone
I had no way of knowing, When you left my house that day
It was the last time I would see you, I begged you to stay
You said needed to talk, But then you headed for the door
You hugged me, Kissed my forehead, You hadn't done that before
What was wrong Lori, What was bothering you
Didn't you think that I cared about what you were going through
You left me with so many questions, Your always on my mind
I guess I had taken for granted that we would talk another time
You helped me through so much in life, I learned a lot from you
You taught me to stand up for myself and to speak my mind too
I just can't put into words how much I miss you today
I guess your time on earth was done, If you could of you would of stayed
To me you are not really gone, Even though we are apart
A part of you will live on in me, I will carry you in my heart


Details | Ballad | |

Memory Lane

I’m about to go drink away
Friends lost down memory lane
Some died of age
Others gone by actions of vain

One thing is certain
Their memories shall last
When a man starts drinking
He thinks of the past

Friends of new
And friends of old
Some friends feelings
Have even grown cold

Down memory lane
They shall always be
Down memory lane
The good times is all I see

Yet it hurts so much
For some were stolen
Yet  one still lives
And that friendship was golden

Stolen it was
By a thief in the night
And I did what had to be done
To make things right


Details | Free verse | |

Angles of death

There is something in air, that is empty
As it collects the soul far and near
The approach is silent yet strong
Signaling as body falls to ground
Angles of death are doing their duty
.


............
Written in the memories of few people who passed away last few weeks, 
a bachelore of 45
a lad in 20s
a father in 50s
............


Details | I do not know? | |

That Little Girl

That Little Girl 

Born into a world where the people she would come to love
Would be the people who would hurt her the most 
Always hoping for their love, approval and care
Never giving up on her dream that someday she would get just that
Hanging on to the memories of the few times when she did. 

A sex slave to her own father
Every day wanting to die
Yet fighting to survive
Pouring her heart out 
Not getting anything in return
Crying on the inside while pasting a smile on the outside

Feeling the grief and relief
After her father pases away
Then feeling guilty, ashamed and confused
For feeling any relief and why
Not even wanting to believe one of the people, she loved the most
Had hurt her and then abandoned her
That is how she felt

Going to school and pasting a smile on
Being funny one day
Mean the next
Never knowing how she should be 
Always doing her best to hide
The pain inside

Surrounding herself with friends
Keeping them at a distance 
Not really letting them in
If they were just using her that was okay
Being popular was all that mattered
Even if it compromised who she really was 
On The Inside 

Trying to please everyone 
While never pleasing her
Thinking food was the enemy
She never felt skinny enough
Not eating, vomiting when she did
Starvation became a way of life
Little did she know she would have to fight it the rest of her life

That was her life
That was her world
Until someone came along
Showed her it did not have to be
She could get better if she tried
With a lot of work 
Determination
And a long road still to go
Always trying to focus on the light at the end of every tunnel
She has come such a long way
Now 

That Little Girl

Has turned into 

Me

By: Jean Shular



Details | Free verse | |

The Park

Hand-in-hand gossiping widows
sit on vacant, unwashed benches
enjoying the warmth of the day while
glancing at men awaiting nothing
as they stare into space
overwhelmed by the barrenness of loneliness
and sorrows as mental images
recall a past love.
Dreaming will continue.


Details | Tanka | |

R.I.P. Mikey

You were my first love,
but the soul in you is gone,
Rest in peace my friend,
Everyone misses you,
we all want you back dearly.


Details | Elegy | |

Dear La-Zette

I looked up to you and turned out just like you
You let everyone take advantage of you, me too

You didn't ask for anything in return 
It went on for years and you still never learned

How could you be so strong?
Trying to fit in where you didn't belong

I loved the way you looked me in the eyes
Telling me you loved me as you began to cry

How could you be proud of me?
I didn't even graduate, I got my GED

Now that I need you, you won't answer the phone
You won't even open the door to come home

My life has been so painful in the last year
I need you more now than ever mother dear

No hugs, no kisses, no late night talks
No more going in town, no more walks

How can you leave your own child behind?
Leaving me in this world to seek and find

You promised you'd always be there
You said this while brushing my hair

In the last year, I got married and it fell apart
He committed adultery, got caught, and broke my heart

I need some advice on what to do
I need you to help pull me through

Again you said you'd never leave, never say goodbye
You broke your promise, but at least I know why

I miss you MOMMY, I miss your touch
God tell her I love her, tell her how much




Details | Senryu | |

Finale

Finale
Streams of tears falling;
His crepuscular brawn years,
Embracing his end.


Details | Rhyme | |

Suicide Is Not the Answer


Lately, I have noticed a very disturbing trend.
Many people wish for their life to end!

There are many circumstances
that bring this about.
Many feel "trapped in," and think
"there's no way out!"

I admit,...  I have been very
discouraging thoughts.
Sometimes, wondering, if I was dealt
"the wrong lot."

But just when I feel alone
and trapped within.
I think about Jesus! He's always
been my friend!

I've called to him more than a time or two...
When I didn't know
"what I was going to d."

When, to him, I cried out and pleaded...
He's given to me the hope
and direction I needed!

I recommend this same Jesus
to your life today!
Whatever your problem...
He has made a way!

An abundant assurance
Is what Jesusbrings!
He is an awesome God!
And can take care of everything!

Your problems are never too big
or small for him to take control.
He can bring healing to you!
And make your body whole!

He is what's needed! In this lost
and dying generation!
Won't you accept his mercy
and salvation???

By Jim Pemberton   2012





Details | I do not know? | |

Just A Dream

I close my eyes, and I think where did you go? 

I open and all I see is thick white snow. 

I’m cold and can’t breathe, 

until you walk over and you hold me. 

You make me warm. You make me feel fine. 

I want this moment to last till the end of time. 

You smile down at me, and say 'I love you'. 

All I do is stand there and hold you. 

I look back up straight into your eyes, and say 

'I wanna be with you for the rest of my life'. 

You promised me you would never leave. 

Danny why did you lie to me? 

I miss you. You need to be here. 

We still have so much more to share. 

You don't answer me. You just stand there and stare. 

I turn around and say 'this really isn't fair'. 

Ever since you left all I wanna do is cry. 

Why did you do it? Why did you choose to die? 

You still just stand there as I watch cold tears build up in your eyes. 

Then you fall to your knees and start an uncontrollable cry. 

I sit down next to you and lift up your head. 

You looked straight at me and you said. 

'Im sorry I never meant for you to feel this way. 

I just couldn't stay in this horrible place'. 

'It was getting too hard. I couldn't deal with this pain'. 

Then over us it starts to gently rain. 

Don't leave me Danny. You haven't told me why. 

If you just told me I could have saved your life. 

Now I’m stuck with your unfinished pain. 

I have enough to deal with. Don't you get it 'life isn't a game'. 

You slowly start to get to your feet. 

As it starts to snow you cover me with a thin white sheet. 

You say 'Please you need to try and understand'. 

You need to realize this was never planned. 

”I love you and I’m thankful we were good mates. 

I can understand you’re filled with so much anger and hate” 

“But hang in there. I believe in you. 

You have so much to give this world, you truly do”. 

You then say 'I’m sorry I have to leave'. I yell; 

'No Danny please don't leave me' PLEASE! 

Then my eyes open, I’m lying in my bed. 

Did all that really happen? Or was it all just in my head? 

Did you really come and say goodbye? 

Or was it just me making up an unfinished lie? 

It felt so real. Well that's how it seemed. 

Danny did you really come and see me or was it just a dream?


Details | Free verse | |

An Angel's Wish

A baby,
so tiny and helpless,
the life the future.

Intricate toes and fingers,
eyes closed and blind to the world's horrors,
the cries of helplessness bundled in a blanket.

Warmth I can guarantee,
Love I can provide,
Dreams I can give freely,

Yet the world is to be discovered by You.

You who make our whole world revolve,
You who will endure,
You who will suffer.

A life without air is not a life at all,
when the systems of life begin to fail,
There is only one gesture I have to give.

A kiss to the brow.

Tears will fall,
as will sniffles and sobs,
but I will be there to comfort.

I will be there to hold your hand,
I will dream and live in the world of your reality,
while continuing with my own world.

A world of success and failures.

Good-bye my dearest,
I have prayed,
and it is time for you to go.

A kiss,
A tear,
Just once more.

Sleep dear one, sleep.


Details | Free verse | |

For Mona

In your eyes
I see myself
My souls on fire
And you burn

Young girl do you see yourself?
Just as wild and unruly 
As an undiscovered forest
A forest fostered by your tears of mourning 

Your breathing steadies as you realize 
What you see
Yourself sitting on a hill waiting for your
Next life to begin 

Because you’ve given up on this one
You are breathtaking in your sadness 
And I struggle to breathe to keep you 
From madness 

This life has only begun little one 
Cherish it 
As you cherish the sun 
Shinning light on your gorgeous face

He watches you 
And he is not replaced 
In time you will heal 


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

If Only I Had Known

If Only I Had Known
What trouble you were bearing,
But how could I,You just didn’t feel
you should be sharing.
 
If Only I Had Known
That you had become so sad,
I would of done all I could
To help you not feel so bad.
 
If Only I Had Known
I would have brought my warmth within your space,
I would have been gentle and caring
And would have left happiness in my place.
 
If Only I Had Known
I would have slipped my hand within your hand,
And would have giving thanks For the time together,
As we walked across the land.
 
If Only I Had Known
I would have wanted to help make the hurt go away,
To help you be more at peace for,
the rest of you stay.
 
If Only I Had Known
As you walked out the door,
That my Dear Friend would
not be here forever more.
 
If Only I Had Known
That when you said Good-Bye,
Only you knew then,
You were about to die.
 
If Only I Had Known
Even though you thought it best
To spare me the early pain,
It now takes all I’ve got just to keep myself sane.
 
If Only YOU Had Known
My Dear, Dear Friend,
That if you had told me,
I would have been there for you,
 
From Beginning To End.
 
Randy Laird


Details | Free verse | |

Morbid Luck

Bad luck could hit hard…
It’s difficult to catch a flash of glory… 
Unfortunately, we end up with the wrong side of the coin 
It’s tricky to snatch eternal glee…

I wish I could increase your motivation and prove your significance 
But I have none that I own – you made a big impact on me believe it or not
I want to grant you success…or I’ll let God work His magic
I have the passion to accomplish my jubilant goals – I just got to be energized…
Be strengthened and have self-reliance  
I prey upon confidence… 
I pray for your dreams to fall into place… 
I have no choice, but to find my way out of this labyrinth… 
OUT OF THIS MESS…
Suffocating me in harsh distress…
Dissatisfaction could shatter your hope

We are fading… we’re fragments
Escalating ferociously…  

It’s almost impossible to remain at ease during these hard times…
Fortunately, we have a chance to be on the right side of the coin

The most difficult part of living is… 
Dealing with the outrageous crimes  

Bad luck 
Is totally a morbid result in life’s situations…
I believe that you could endure
The catastrophe that burnt up your 
Last drop of courage…

What a tragedy you turned out to be… 
Your morbid luck drained out your bliss
And inflated you with squalid misery…
Your morbid luck dragged you 
Into the abyss……… 


Details | Rhyme | |

Another life "My old friends"

If it's true, and there's another life
That waits beyond our journey's end
I'll hold a place within my heart
And a rocking chair for my old friends
To sit beside a fire at night
And talk about, the stories of another time
Or dream about what might have been,
But either way I wouldn't change
The path that led to my old friends

And if there is another life
I'll wait for you with open arms
Beneath the moonlit sky at night
I'll reminisce and count the stars
Which never fails to take my breath
Each moment when I think of you
And know again I'll see your face
That shines within the summer sun 
Or glows within the winter moon

That's seen so many journeys end
With hopes of such a special place
Where friends are never left behind
And faces never fade away
Through time, if there's another life
Old friends would come
And there they'll stay
And bring another rocking chair
For those who pass this way

Kevin D. Fix


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


Details | I do not know? | |

For inspiration.

When I think
of the life you lived
I find my inspiration:

to be bold
to laugh loudly
to care greatly
to trust a stranger

to fall in love
to paint with fingers
to expand my mind
to be a woman

to get lost in adventure
to try something new
to take a chance

to put on color
to smile widely
to be myself

to create a masterpiece
to start a following
to put flowers in my hair
to give my heart away

to live in the moment
to dance in the rain
to live a life worth envying
to explore my imagination

to seize the day 
until the last breath escapes my weary lungs, 
singing its final note of the lifesong 
that was laid unto my heart as a newborn child 
with first sights of this venomous world 
that has shaken me to the bone in fear.


Details | Lyric | |

Samantha Thornton

I really never could have dreamed or even pictured the day
That the lord would take you from me but he toke you away 
I deeply wish he would have toke me but instead he choose you
And now i'm lost out in this world not know what i should do
I lost a special part of me you are my heart and my soul
I seem to feel so incomplete because you made me feel whole
I never thought that at this moment i'd be having to cry
While thinking of you for a minute as i'm watching the sky
I see your face out in the darkness as i'm closing my eye's
And Sam it's hurting at this moment as i'm saying good bye
I hope you're listening to this words because they're not filled with lies
Yea you can see my deep emotion for the tears in my eye's
I never had a broken heart until that day i lost you
And on that very same day i lost a part of me to
Now while i'm still down on this earth i'm still going to do what i do
But keep a seat right beside you because i'm going to meet you there boo...........................


Details | Rhyme | |

Creation

I clasp onto my history as a fever from the past,
And recall the restless years that I hoped would ever last,
But of course the disappointment is a real and empty one,
My recollection’s mostly errors over silly things I done. 

But recent indications sent me, to some people I must thank,
And recollections that I spoke about, have misted off to blank
The misery I spoke about, to reap a future that’s unseen,
With formation of creation in a blissful pleasant scene. 

This creation though to many is but meaningless and bland,
And is something very private no one else could understand,
For something that cannot be seen, is felt wafting through the air,
It has no smell, it has no taste, but of course I know it’s there.

It is not a slowly creeping gain but more a beacon shining bright,
To show you through your darkness that there is a guiding light, 
And it’s built from one creation that two lives can now fulfill,
Where only death can separate and death it surely will.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Who Needs You Now

You have fought for your country
You have heard the calls of death
And felt the loss of blood
And now, no one hears or cares
About the tears you cry
You fought a fools war
Inspired by heroic deeds
Majestic words of honor and fame
From people who never knew your name
Many were those who fled
And endured behind their protest signs
But you, you fought the war
Lost your limbs and gained insight into reality
It was you who came back less than human
And now you stand alone at night
Lost and forgotten men
Tell me, tell me who needs you now
Where are the people
Who gave you hell
Where are the people
Who cried to bring you home
Who marched for your life
While you marched to your death
Where are the people
Who loved you when it was the thing to do
And fought for your cause
While you wondered what it was
As you watched your buddies fade away
Heroes and medals
Tell me, what does it all mean
Now that you stand alone at night
Lost and forgotten men
And tell me, tell me, who needs you now
Now that our memory fades
Of those who served and the reasons why
All we seem to do
Is stand aside and watch them die
And tell me Brothers
Who needs you now?


Details | I do not know? | |

Hopper

I once had a rabbit named Hopper. 
My father had bought him for me on my birthday. 
He was small and all white except for little black spots
on his back. He was a happy little thing, always moving around,
Never once staying in the same place. He liked to hop all day,
hop all night, hop, hop, hop, until he couldn't stop. 

Hopper was no ordinary rabbit, I was sure. 
Other rabbits just sat there, proving to be a bore,
Whilst Hopper sprang about, sniffing the underwear
in my mother's drawers, biting the heads off of flowers in 
Grandmother's garden, and trying, but failing miserably to 
bite his own stubby tail, twirling and twirling around in circles. 

I loved playing with Hopper. I loved him like he was my own brother.
Hopper and I were inseparable. I looked out for him and he looked
out for me. We had each others backs. We stuck together like glue. 
We would stay together forever, I decided, 'till death do us part. 

Until one day, I couldn't find him. I looked high, I looked low, 
My parents and I searched everywhere we could think of, but
came up with nothing. I was getting really worried, but I willed
myself not to cry. My grandfather once told me that men did
not cry, no matter what happened, so I didn't, because I was 
a man and I would find Hopper, I just knew I would. 

And I was right. I did find Hopper. 

He was lying in the middle of a street downtown, ripped open, 
sliced clean down the middle so that I could see all of his insides. 
A pool of blood surrounded his body. His left leg twitched for only a 
slight moment before going completely still. 

I wanted to cry, Oh God I did, but I was afraid of disgracing my grandfather
and the rest of my family. Because, as he told me, men do not cry, no matter
what happened. They stood tall and fierce against the violent wind. 

And that's what I did: I stood tall, I stood fierce, despite the loss of my dear friend
I called Hopper. 



Details | Rhyme | |

I know

I know

_______________
_______________
__



When you feel like 
all is lost,

you just can't carry 
on

feel like giving up

and your 
happiness is gone.



You have to pick 
yourself back up,

and find your four 
leaf clover

cause you have a 
life to live

and no way is it 
over.



It takes alot of 
time to heal,

for the wounds to 
repair

but you still have 
love to give

a precious gift to 
share.



I know it will be 
hard,

once that door has 
closed

and to give all of 
you again

just makes you 
feel exposed.



Times will get 
better,

though it may take 
a while

just remember all 
the good

that once made 
you smile.



Though I lost my 
Mom,

I'm still a Mother 
and a Wife

and she would 
want me to go on

and try to live my 
life.



I know it's gonna 
take a bit,

but I have help to 
get me through

and I know she is 
with me everyday

like your family, is 
with you.



7/3/14- Jessica 
Thompson


Details | Rhyme | |

The dull green light

Amongst the bark of trees 
there shines a light
a light not bright
yet still illuminates the night
dull, green and spherical it floats
within the forest
it appears to gloat
it's maniacal grin spreads
and causes unrest
but yet brings comfort
to souls lost

The green gradually fades
and a new shade is seen
the shade of red.

It's shape contorts and twists
becomes enraged and unreliable
the light is not definable
by human nor god
it rises and sits aloft the trees
as if it is defining itself
a greater being
a power unseen
the light pulses, jolts and flashes
suddenly implodes and turns to ashes

The dull green light never was and never will be.
 


Details | Narrative | |

My Only Nightmare

I have only ever had one nightmare that kept me awake at night and has I sink ever deeper within myself.I can't help but think how I had everything I ever wanted friends, loved ones, people who cared and were always there.But one by one they started to fade away.Slowly at first one or two would leave then faster and faster still. I tried so hard to hold on to them to keep them close but they just faded faster.Until my nightmare became reality and I was alone.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Tragedy---for Jon

Lost? 
Found. 
Never has life's cruel temper dealt its deceiving hand as this day 
Lost-found in a place, living know not. 
Kinship friendship - words, verbiage to describe mortal bonds 
While those of the soul grasp bonds endless and dimensionless 
Youth is but a stage of dying 
Time cruel to its very essence. Time blows through us all as our sight through glass 
Its dark fingers paint our walls and carry us to our HOLMES 
Its cruelty is its existence. Defining agony, depriving experience 
Youth felt emotion lost through existence 
Found youth soul existence beyond comprehension 
Youth to us all? Youth has been lost but found where else 
But where time confronts us all. 


Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Little Angel

Sweet little angel close your eyes this day is almost done The sadness that once tore your heart will leave and soon be gone Forget about the darkened skies and the shadows all around Forget about the raging storms that sadly gloomed the morn Sweet little angel close your eyes your fears and tears will cease Tonight I’ll watch right over you and peace will fill your dreams Think of skies with hues of blue and suns as bright as gold Think of meadows full of flowers and birds that sing sweet tunes Remember times of happiness when smiles filled all your days When climbing trees and flying free was all you’d ever need Sweet little angel close your eyes and rest your head on me Just let go and soon the morn will come and set you free.


Details | Rhyme | |

Leave Nothing Unsaid

A friend of mine died the other day,
not in a war, or any other violent way.
He was just a victim of natural attrition,
he reached the end of his life's mission.

A really nice man has ceased to be,
gone to his rest, eternally,
never again a sunrise will he see,
and worst of all, it came suddenly.

So I can never again say 'see you mate'.
For all the small talk, it's too late,
he is gone forever and the reality,
is there for all of us to see.

If we have something that we need to say,
don't put it off until a later day,
be sure to talk often to your friend,
because, in the blink of an eye, a life can end!


Details | Elegy | |

Marguerite

You were like a delicate flower so fragile and pure,
But you would never bloom again as you did before.
Maggie my dearest friend,
We'd known each other since the age of ten.
No longer will I see that beautiful serene face ,
And in my heart there's an empty space.

We both married and went our separate ways,
Now I sit back and reflect on those days.
Whenever we met we had so much to say,
That it always took an entire day.

Our lives took a rocky course,
And after several years ended in divorce.
We were like sisters You and I,
I never thought that you would suddenly die.

I know that Mother Mary is standing with arms opened wide,
As she gently ushers you inside.
My devoted friend hear my urgent plea
That when my time comes,
Please keep a place in heaven for me.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Shadow of Goodbye

A look from a stranger
a cry from a lost friend
no one saw it coming
no one until the end.

Everyone was happy
everyone cried
I guess when its time 
we have to say goodbye.

My eyes  filled with tears
as you turn and walk away
hoping you might think of me
someday.

 I left with my  head messed up
and my  hopes down the drain.
 
You wanted me happy
guess we  couldn't  be the same

The last time I saw you
was the last time I cried

I left without breathing 
A shadow of goodbye.

Terri
 8/30/2006


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Shadow

Walking with me, it moves along,
Contorting with me, to me it belong.
It’s tied to me as a chain,
I know it’s with me, it would never wane.

There lies poise between it and me,
Grasping me, never allows to flee.
Together we go, without any tiff,
Casting my image, it stays stiff.

It survives in bright, perishes when it’s dark,
It does exist on a spark.
Following always, it never goes astray,
Stuck with me, can’t think of betray, it always stay.

Gives me sense to be stronger, as I walk,
I halt on the way, admire it, if it could talk.
God knows, why it is made so conventional,
Unceasingly it swings parallel.

At a certain time, everything departs, saying farewell,
Except for my shadow, the one will always dwell.
It certainly is the symbol of faith and duty,
It is the only companion, who has eternity.

A dark image staying in me,
Forever as one could see.
As long as I will be,
I desire to see, no ‘you’ and ‘me’, but a ‘we’.


Details | Rhyme | |

At Any Moment I Could Leave This Earth

At Any Moment…  I Could Leave This Earth!

At any moment, I could leave my earthly home!
When this happens, I won’t be alone!

At any moment, my life could come to an end.
When I leave, I won’t be taking any friends!

At any moment, eternity could come for me.
Then I’ll leave this world beneath me!

At the moment, when my life shall disappear.
I’ll be with my Lord.  This is so clear!

At this moment, when I meet my savior above.
I’ll have a new body as a gift of his love.

After the moment, when I depart
 into the life eternal.
God will find my name in the
 “book of life’s journal.”

I remember the moment when I invited Jesus in.
And asked him to forgive 
my every sin.

I remember the moment I received his salvation.
In Christ…  I was a brand new creation!

This moment with Jesus can be yours as well!
The choice is clear.  It’s heaven or hell!

Won’t you take a moment with him?  You can know!
Where in eternity God will place your soul.

This moment can be yours.  Jesus is talking!
He stands at your hearts door,
 patiently knocking!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

live and die

He looked in her eyes.
Pain. Fear. Demise.

All that was there.
Now lost. Forgotten.

Standing tall. Watch her fall.
Standing weak. Watch him sheek.

Speed of light. It moves too fast.
Not one. Not two. But hundreds to a few.

Little shards, needles made of diamonds.
They flow through the air.

Forming a circle.
There is no escape.

He can't control it.
She refuses to hide from it.

Circling around them. Fast.
Tears fall, down the eyes.

Love once had.
Shattered in time.

Truths hidden into lies.
Their destiny now tied.

Together they lived.
Through joy and happiness.

Apart they grew.
To split into two.

Now distant they stand.
Waiting for that one command.

Grew to hate. Torn by fate.
But die together. With shame and pride.


Details | I do not know? | |

Be Careful

You have to be careful take it from me everything can and will kill you. Your going to play around to much and die tying your shoes and that would be embarrassing. I'd be sad but would have to laugh.


Details | Quatern | |

The Devil

One deadly power play against human struggle
Against sin
Death
Is the devil

Jesus call the devil “murderer”
The father of lies
Saint Peter warns his followers
Be sober, be watchful

The devil stalks around
Like a roaring lion
Seeking someone to fall
The devil has the power of death

Fear of death, the root of other fears
Struggles against ordinary fear we face in life
Fear of pain, of being forgotten, not having enough
Not accomplishing enough

Getting old
Being faded in some way
All find their power source
In the fear of death

We will try not to answer to devil’s strategy
We will do all we can 
To avoid these fears
Have you ever lied?

Have you ever put others down?
Have you ever sought revenge? 
What do all examples have in common?
Engaging simple behavior, to avoid something we fear

Devil leads the human race to a habit pattern of sinning
Through sin, ever-deeper forms of bondage
Manipulating our fear of death
His ultimate goal is to make us his slaves, to lead us to eternal death


Details | Free verse | |

Farewell, but just for now

Upon the gilded ceilings
   Painted angels, and Christ in all his glory
While the organ plays such solemn music.
.........Dark, oak pews, filled with men in dark blue suits
And women wear Sunday dresses, yet in shades of grey
Up front sits the family, with pale faces, and somber shades
  of dark under their sad eyes
Throughout the hallowed hall, a cough is heard,
   and the sound of tears, with tissues dabbing eyes,
as one young teenager speaks with nervous emotion
of a last sailing adventure he had taken with his grandfather.
 The lump in my throat, so large I can't swallow for a moment,
and I open my purse to search for a tissue like the others.
  When, finally we stand, to sing, and soon will say our goodbye,
  I see the color that has filled the room, shining through in rainbow
prisms, streaming through the stained glass windows 
   Madonna and child to remind us that life is everlasting
As we bid farewell to a dear old friend, farewell...but just for now.




Details | Classicism | |

hurts so bad

im hurting so bad  inside im falling apart its getting hard to hide dont feel right anymore since u died.  What am i suppose to do when i dont want nothing in this world but you and that cant ever come true :(  i cant explain how i feel i just wish i could kick it with u still. i always loved you and i always will


Details | I do not know? | |

I miss you

It's been a long time since you've passed,
since i've truly laughed.
I'm able to hide the pain,
but it doesn't ever last.
I can't let go,
and sometimes it does show.
I keep my thoughts inside.
Nobody really knows,
just how bad I can't stand,
living life here alone.
I always used to think, 
I was stronger than what I am.
Life likes to prove,
i'm just barely a man.
If you could be here,
you would see how ashamed I am.
Ashamed of what I have become,
scared and on the run.
I never face my fears,
like a lost little child.
I'm drowning in my tears,
now i hardly ever smile.
Without you in my life,
I doubt i'll ever be the same.
Please forgive me for my faults,
maybe one day i'll make a change.
I miss you.





Details | Free verse | |

Dirge

If I don't see another sunrise
I won't be upset
All lust has been drained from me
This my one regret

Take from me
What you need
Cause I've no use for it
No love is lost
No words unspoken
I don't blame you I'm abandoned

If I don't see another sunset
I can't be angry
The things I crave I am denied
The thing I cannot shake

Show to me
What I need
Cause I know not of it
My heart is lost
Choked in black
Why did you leave me alone?

You told me that you felt nothing
I just screamed that this is something
Now I know that I feel nothing
Do you think you have something
To say?


Details | Free verse | |

Goodbye

You never said good bye, when you left me that day, but now I know your with God, in heaven today, god bless me in my troubles, and all my stripes, god knows what will happen tomorrow, in my percious life, I'll never forget you touch, you kiss, and your sweet beautiful face. When I los you, I lost a part of me, but every day I try to put the past behind, god and his angels up in heaven, no one can hurt you now.


Details | Free verse | |

so sorry

im so sorry
i cant be with
you right now
im a thousand
miles away
im so sorry
that you cant
cry on my shoulder
right now because
you found out your
boyfriend cheated on
you with your best friend
im so sorry i cant help
you with your problems
but i promise im am 
watching over you  tonight
im so sorry if i hurt you
to if i did i didnt mean to
i will always love you
no matter what happens
i cant stand it when you
cry because your hurt
that makes me want to cry
with you but im so sorry
i cant because im in heaven
watching over you like i promised


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels


Jesus Could Have Called 10,000 Angels…

On a cross… Jesus suffered for you and me.
He could have called 10,000 
angels to set him free.

Nailed to this cross, he went
 through so much pain.
He knew his purpose and the 
reason why he came.

Being there for all of mankind 
was his choice.
Weakened and alone… 
 One could hear his voice;

“Father forgive them.” 
 “They don’t know what they’re doing!”
As the crowd listened… 
 Many began believing.

“My God why have you forsaken me?” 
 With one last breath…
And then...  And very quickly… 
 There was death!

For all of the pain and suffering
 he was to endure
Was so that a plan of salvation
 is now secure.

This same Jesus, who was to rise again.
Is forever to be our atonement for sin!

Seated at the right hand
 of God the father... In heaven above..
He awaits there for us all with
 an abundance of  love!

Won’t you accept his gift 
of life that he’s giving?
And allow him to forever change
 the way you’re living!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Korean Commas

What am I to say to you dear sweet Jim
You have chased me away and now I am gone
But what about you broken by your promises
To me it's a sad old song, you've been gone for way to long
I doubt you knew, fondly whispered memories- same old song
For me there is and will be nothing left to do
You could never now complete the man I knew
The words were clear I was left in the shadows now with out you
Same old memories same old you I cried untill heavens turned blue
I am not ready for challenge I will not play the game
I am still hurt from the memories, hiding from the pain
Embarrassed becasue I am left standing here this way
Alone because of a man whose arms I have held so long
Caught burying worries and facing all the blame
But what about you, forgive yourself and start again 
You'll be the same old guy to all of them


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ Death On The Cross

Christ died for me… 
I didn’t deserve it!
His life for mine…  
He preserved it!

His gift of salvation… 
 I received it!
After reading John 3:16.  
I believed it!

His hand of mercy has graciously
 been extended…
My broken life has now
 been “amended

I’m thankful for what
 Christ did for me!
His gift of love is 
 plain to see!

Throughout life… Often facing a 
“difficult circumstance…”
Jesus has given me hope. 
 And a second chance!

I’ll try my best to live as he
 would want me to…
Without him…  I have
 no one else to turn to!

Thank you Jesus!  For being
 my best friend!
You washed me clean…
 And took away my sin!

You’ve done what you said…  
And so much more!
You’re certainly 
 worth living for!

By Jim Pemberton  04/30/10







Details | Free verse | |

Suicide Dogs

Dead dogs in the streets,
I know why,
Internal organs spilled,
inside out, now outer-organs everywhere for all to see,
If things could be like they were before,
There would be no whimper's or sigh's,
A pup that is most played with is always glee,
No, you do not forget what it is to be a pup,
Tickled and toyed with chasing after masters,
Grown and forgotten with iron gates and wooden doors now shut,
You have felt the swift blow of repudiation,
What a disaster,
Forced journey’s now taken to nowhere,
Throw-aways that nobody care’s for stray in flocks,
city streets alluring calling them as they swagger along and find a great big scare,
Flashbacks of their puppy years torment them and they stumble along in shock,
Dogs crossing streets in traffic to find sanctity,
Alone, recollecting distant gaieties searching for hope and that far gone scent,
Car’s trampling bodies like insects snuffing lives out, 
over and over the sounds of cracking bones amplified like the ringing bells of a 
church,
Without pity,
suicide dogs, a sea of bloody mush,
Noticed, now, with only the head and snout intact by pedestrians,
With their snouts wide open as if to speak or yell. 	
They, 
Now,
Listen! 


Details | Rhyme | |

You Take God I'll Take Booze, Drugs And Women

You Take Your God…
I’ll Take My Booze, Drugs And Women!


Someone recently asked me: “Are you listenin’?”
“You take your God!”  “I’ll take my booze, drugs and women!

I’ve been there! When I lived for “the pleasure of the day.”
I didn’t want to listen to what God had to say!

Whatever felt “good.”  I wanted to “live it up!”
There were many things I tried, that I let “fill me up.”

But whatever I tried…  No matter how 
happy I wanted to be.
There was still something empty deep inside of me!

I’ve seen families break apart, over a bottle of booze.
In the end, it seemed like everyone was going to lose!

I’ve seen drugs lead people into heavy addictions.
And have seen them die from various afflictions!

I’ve seen grown man having “affairs” of various kinds.
Only to burn in lust with very “sex craved” minds!

Is this the real fun that people seem to crave?
But too often, end up in an early grave?

Will someone please tell me what going on?
Or, have many people just “have it all wrong?”

There’s a God!  And he wants to make this very clear!
Today may be your party!  But his judgment is near!

Everything that you try will one day fail you!
The life God offers, will never disappoint you!

He is the answer for the satisfaction you seek!
You need him in your life!  Each day of the week!

Won’t you allow his love and peace into your life today!
He’ll show you how to really live
 in a brand new way!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - The Lost Love

   MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - The Lost Love
Of all the moments I hold dear to me
I've laid away into a memory,
the only time I can recall
when I believed I had it all
is when I first conceived our love to be.

The warm of you still wakens me from sleep
from other worlds where life has tried to keep
my very soul away from you
and tries to shackle me into
some other lifetime dark and cold and deep.

But where are you? Your death has left me cold, 
alone in hell where my poor soul's been sold,
though time goes on it can't erase
your smile when last I saw your face;
you left me here--forever growing old.

If I could plunge my soul to where you hide
I'd die a thousand deaths down deep inside;
but every time your vision shows,
your light is there, and then it goes
into the death where I have never died.


Details | Blank verse | |

Life's Questions

To sleep and then perchance to dream, 
      the morbid truth's what lies beneath.
The question that remains is this...
      what waits beyond-be it torture or bliss?

When faced with life, another query looms...
      be those you love true friends or foes?
This answer shall remain unseen, 
      whilst you survive stuck in-between.

The truth of both will be revealed, 
      only after the day your heart goes still.


Details | Lyric | |

The Sixes and Sevens Veil

All of those words and emotions Are tired of lingering in my throat and Mind I want to caress them onto you But how can I? Anon. there might be a time in our days I want to tell you-- I'm worthless, Broken, Diedre, Torned, Discarded, Abuse The past shouldn't control the present but it lingers in my spirit The words need to come out The Darkness with Them What if the truth couldn't set me free, save me from this candled day Underneath the Grove lies something dark, haunted, and confused Hidden in Life aren't we all abused Why can't Eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil I can't discard the decay But I'm still entrouved by the past days why can't eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil Shrouded against our will too scared to show our bare Vulnerable Shadowself It was the ignorance's bliss that caught you The Knowledge creates a burden Too Difficult to Maintain or was it I? trying to be part of your soul The Decay of Your Heart Sadness can be cured by a few words Despair is a disease of the Knife The Eclipse stole the Sun's Sinlight Underneath the Grove lies something dark, haunted, and confused Hidden in Life aren't we all abused Why can't Eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil I can't discard the decay But I'm still entrouved by the past days why can't eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil You can to try to condemn the pain Inside But only I can feel the Decay of my heart I know the quill is better than the razor But only I can feel the Decay of my heart Remember your eyes are hazed by bias lies But only I can feel the Decay of my heart Underneath the Grove lies something dark, haunted, and confused Hidden in Life aren't we all abused Why can't Eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil I can't discard the decay But I'm still entrouved by the past days why can't eyes see what lies beyond The Sixes and Sevens Veil You can to try to condemn the pain Inside But only I can feel the Decay of my heart I know the quill is better than the razor But only I can feel the Decay of my heart Remember your eyes are hazed by bias lies But only I can feel the Decay of my heart


Details | I do not know? | |

I Cry for Two

I cry for two, for you and for me
I will let you feel , I will let them see
Don’t be judged on the tears you are unable to shed
There’s plenty of judgment, alone, in your head

I cry for two, for you and for me
I will let you hurt, You will let me be
Surround yourself with my blanket of hope
Shame is not doing what you need to cope

I cry for two, for you and for me
I will let you heal, They’ll pretend not to see
Your emotions are safe, worn here on my sleeve
I will call them my own for as long as you grieve 

I cry for two, for you and for me
Until I cry alone
Until they see me


Details | Free verse | |

Another Day

So she disembarks and disengages, -1
People try to read her like a book,
But she’s missing pages,
No one even noticed her gone for ages,
So her mind just rages on,
No one ever knowing she’s gone,
To him it’s just another one of her cons,
But he decides to linger on anyway,
Doesn’t want to be another statistical runaway,
Yet, he still can’t ignore what the people say,
Their words of hate that scar and fray,
So he does is best not to stray,
And remember what his mother used to say,
Another time, another day,
Another place, another way…

1- First line is from "Death of a Martian" by Red Hot Chili Peppers


Details | I do not know? | |

Whispering

He fought and fought,
Died and she began to cry.
Everynight, she would see him in her dreams,
As a ghost, along a beautiful coast...
Saying "It always seems like you're here..."
"But you've disappeared."
In the nightlight,
He shined bright with all his might,
Just to give her one last kiss goodnight,
"Good-bye, my love...",
Flying high into the clouds...
And whispering through the dark skies.


Details | I do not know? | |

To John Watson,

This is hello and goodbye John,
I know that all is well.
Remember two twisted minds John,
From Reichenbach we fell.

I know it must be boring,
When all cases die down.
Yet still with waking eyes,
You'll see crime around the town.

And though I'd like to wake,
And play another game,
I'm playing life, and losing.
Death wins all the same.

By the time you read this little rhyme,
I know I'll be long gone.
But don't be angered by the time,
It's job did nothing wrong.

I remember I once said, "John,
You are my one friend."
You're the one friend who stayed.
Right through to the very end.

Any time you're by my grave,
Or look sadly to the sky,
I will not be there either,
See John, I did not die.
                          -SH


Details | Quatrain | |

SMOKEY - FAITHFUL FRIEND TO THE END

                                   sMOKEY - FAITHFUL FRIEND TO THE END

As we grew older, Smokey and I,
Our lives would change a bit.
As a teen there was school and friends,
In the kitchen he'd quietly sit.

All alone he'd wait for me,
To finally end my day,
And come and spend some time with him,
And maybe gently play,

A little game of dangle the string,
Or scratch behind his ears,
I didn't know, how could I know,
He neared the end of his years.

At night I did my homework,
At kitchen table with him.
He lay across my books and watched,
And rubbed my head with his chin.

Then when I was just eighteen,
I came home from a swimming date.
He staggered 'cross the yard to me,
I almost was too late.

He laid him down right at my feet,
I took him in my arms,
He closed his eyes and then was gone,
And with him all his charms,

That he displayed throughout his years,
My buddy, playmate, friend.
He remained so all his life,
Faithful to the end.

                                                       Judy Ball

(There will just never be another Smokey)


Details | Free verse | |

Faint

I sat on the top of a mountain
The clouds took place on my head
At the bottom of the mountain i heard you call my name
I didn't respond
A bird of many colors sat on my shoulder and sang to me
a tune of faint emotion
Trying to eliminate devastation i began to accept the facts
As i scoot towards the edge a tear forms in the corners of my eyes
If i fall we will be together again but is that what u want from me
Explosions in my brain like a monstrosity of lies and negative vibes take over my exsistence


Details | Ballad | |

Last Stand

Night turns to day
Day turns to night
Past the past
But that’s all right
It has come once at last
Our final calling
Our final stand
We’ve came so far
With the stroke of a hand
With the thought of the mind
Finally shown
 Is the unappreciated sign
Of which one can leave
All the past behind
All that is true
All that is pure
Is now gone
Experts are now sure
The last hour is upon
Now what is to be done?
 Where shall we go?
Time surely will show
Yet what time is available?
What peace is left?
What is next?
Life is a never-ending test
Of our gift of will power
And choice making
Yet the wrong some
Are always taking
Decisions of war
Decisions of peace
Mean nothing
Till the killings cease
Only then shall our race
Find true peace


Details | Rhyme | |

Hindsight

I Should Have Said a Prayer for You
I Put it off Too Long, I Guess
I Had a Million Things to Do
And You Were in a Real Mess

You Have to Know I Cared
It Just Breaks My Heart to Think
You Were So Low it Was Too Late
You Had Finally Reached the Brink

Now They All Say Prayers for You
Some Have Not Prayed Often
But for Me I Think It's Worse
As They Close the Lid upon Your Coffin

How Shall I Live with Me
I Called Myself Your Friend
But I Wasn't There for You
When You Reached the End

So If You Have a Friend
Be There If They Call
I'm Here to Tell You If You Don't
You Will Have No Peace at All


Connie Moore

August 16, 1992


Details | Elegy | |

Screams in Silence

Games have all been played 
Come out of hiding 
No more chasing after 
Don’t following the leader 

It’s easy to find what’s fun 
Harder to find what’s right 
Caught up in your laughter 
So cleverly projected 
Projected over screams 

Million smiles shine so bright 
But never touched your eyes 

Strip everything away 
If that’s what it takes 
I won’t let you fall 
Won’t let you break 

You think you’re living it up 
But you’re just falling from grace 
Will these games ever end 
Or have I lost my friend 

It’s easy to find what’s fun 
Harder to find what’s right 
Caught up in your laughter 
So cleverly projected 
Projected over screams 

It’s like time is standing still 
Without will, frozen in place 

So sick of feeling helpless 
Dreaming in black and grays 
The clouds are over our head 
Only rubble beneath our feet 

Refection in the mirror telling lies 
You weren’t ever alone 
You were never on your own 

Said all I’ve had to say 
You’re no longer here anyway 
Take a little piece of me with you 
When you wake into eternity 

Now I'm left behind in this world 
The silence is deafening, deafening 



Details | Rhyme | |

How Long

How long will you love me jacob
How long will you stay,
How long wil your arms embrace me,
Please love me night and day.

How long am I punished mother
How long is this war,
How long must I suffer mother,
Why must you leave scars.

How long must we fake it Dana,
How long must we cry,
How long must we lose the past,
Why do we claim we try.

How long must I rot Aunt Kelly,
How long must I decay,
How long must I hurt alone,
Please take me far away.

How long are we tortured Jacob
How much must we give,
How long must we ignore our pain,
How long will we live.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Ole Shoebox

Hmm, a photograph
Two quarters and a dime
A half written note
A set of tags
A few keys and credit cards
Driver’s license and I.D.
Surprising what fits
In an ole shoebox
A few clothes thrown together
Some well pressed
An old pair of sneakers
And well polished shoes
A mind full of memories
A room full of emptiness
No doubt the room
Will be filled again
The box handed over
And the memories lived
I’d just rather not 
Be holding these tags
Through the silenced laughter
Echoes the days we knew
How with hair on fire
How high we flew
Larger than life
Now within my hands
In what I hold
So much more is told
Than a few items in a box
For what lies within
Is a life well lived
Cut much too short
For a greater cause
So surprising it is
What fits in an ole shoebox
I’d just rather not 
Be holding these tags
And damn my friend
I so want you back


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear Diary, This Hurts Worse then God

In this very hour when time feels still faint
My heart pours out such a resistant tuning, a dullness so vague
Hiding behind a potential breaking point not welcomed
Staring at this eletronic machine where feelings trident inside me
"forget about me, I can't handle it anymore"
Why should this single friendship drown away in anger, in lost hope?
On the recieving end of missing this piece of hers, left and disgarded
Such beauty shined between the two of us in a comforting way
A comprehension between two friends that was assumed would never be bled
Never to let go and to never vanish the sight
But in the end of such decisions, only one single option still stood in the dust of 
Never but the other gave the shot of the gun, to take and release
You meaned more then what god gave me for a life, the best of any friendship in the world
A difficult transition between event to daily event, with you not being on the end to care
I'll try to care better, to move on from this empty space 
A unfair reality without your smile for miles.
I'll never forget the reason why I cherished you
and the reasons behind every bit of a smile I presented back to you.
Trickle in rain my eyes will do but in acceptance this hurts worse then god.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Life of Death

My Life of Death

No, why me? That could’t be true.
I’m not deserving of this pain that deaths put me through. Tears and pain perfected by the 
people who LOVE me, forgiving in abundance so hatred won’t consume me.

Betrayed by the love your parents gave.
Pain by the generations that’s the same.
Angered by all the times life has let me down.
Saddened by all my love ones who could’t stay around.

Grief because I hate you and I know it in’t right. I keep telling myself there was happy times 
when I cry myself to sleep at night.
I try to make the good outweigh the bad,
But constantly I block the thoughts of the times you made me sad.

I love you not you love me because your love was conditionally anger, mad, sadness and 
grief I didn’t know happiness until happiness left me

Death you thought was physical too, But the death I speak if of you.

Goodbye.




Details | I do not know? | |

No Idea

You have no idea about how i feel inside
Rules of this and that damn do I have to abide
I wish all everything could subside
Yelling, screaming, and hollering in my ears
is making them ring
Deaf to listening to the birds sing
Deaf to the world outside my body
Watching my friends die off one by one
Stabbings and shooting until the black heart murders are all done
Soul by soul cementarys are being filled
Blood of innocent children is being spilled
The truth of this terrible mishap may never be revealed
There's no idea of how I feel
In my soul no one, name, identity, or personality rome
CAUSE MY HEART EVERYONE HAS A HOME


Details | Narrative | |

So long and farewell

A life long friend,
A soul mate,
A heroine, a star
A woman so phenomenal,
The very best by far

I never thought I’d have to 
Say these last goodbyes
So long and farewell my hero
A girls so strong and wise

These last few weeks of life 
Since your diagnosis
Have been so tough, but you pulled through
So difficult to notice

One day we will meet again
And live our lives together
We’ll start a new life, you and me
And share one heart forever


Details | Free verse | |

REMEMBER?

You wouldn't like it here, Jeanie,
just look around;
funeral parlor--what a strange expression,
not at all like Mama's sitting room.
I've never seen most of these women,
must be professional mourners.
There stands Grace, acting the role,
counting how many the altar society 
will feed after your funeral mass.
Did you hear Lindy saying how natural
you look deposited there in your casket?
Hell, sweetie, I hate to say it,
but you do look quite dead.
Why don't we split and go get a brew?
I wish we could.
Can you smell the flowers?  I'm getting a headache.
I guess you don't get them anymore.
Remember how we loved yellow roses
and always had them in our gardens?
I don't like that dress you're wearing.
Remember our shopping trips to New York
when we stretched the plastic to increase our wardrobes?
Remember when we were in grade school and
found those puppies by the side of the road who
became members of our families?
Remember how you said that at your funeral
you would wear a pink wig and a red dress
and sit up and talk to everyone?
Don't I wish, Jeanie, don't I wish.


Details | I do not know? | |

Pages of my mind

this day will last forever
 in the pages of my mind
this time will live forever
 because in my heart you will find
the love i feel for you my friend
i will cherish through out my life.
 i want you to know i will miss you
but your memory will forever remain
 in the pages of my mind.
we shared laughter and tears
we have made each other smile
and i will remember you
no matter how far the mile 
you are so special to me
 and keep this thought in mind.
that you will forever remain
 in the pages of my mind.


Details | I do not know? | |

Kairos

A person is a being
Not a toy, to be used and thrown away.
Why do people give up?
And take their lives day after day...

Yes, there is a time for going
But it's not for us to choose
There is always love in the world
A love that we can never lose.

Whether from a mother, father, sister or friend.
It is what keeps us alive.
Because we know that what ever happens
Their love is the ticket to survive.

What is the point in living
If you only have one goal?
To feed and care for yourslef only
Which carries on till' you are old.

What then when we are desperate?
Who will we call for help?
When we are all ill and dying
And can't even help ourselves.


Details | I do not know? | |

Treasure

Come the day that I depart
This cold and thankless place
I’ll pass on unremarked
But, with a smile on my face
For I have found a treasure
As I head off for my end
The only thing we need in life
A true and loyal friend


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank YOU Letter

Thank YOU Letter



Thank You for loving me
It was Your undying love that saved me

Thank You for dying for me
It was Your precious blood that bought my liberty

Thank You for always being with me
You promised to never leave or forsake me

Thank You for the pain, suffering and ridicule You took for me
It is because of the Cross that I have been set free

Thank You for sending the Sweet Holy Spirit at any cost
For without Him I'd still be lost

Thank You for being a Friend that sticks closer than any brother
I truly love You--You're like no other

I wait patiently for You to return again
Thank You YESHUA for being a Friend til no end.

                                                         I love YOU.


Details | Bio | |

Maxine

A cup of coffee here, a newspaper there.
A routine you shared with few.
Your smile, your laughter, and that gentle touch
that said you truly care.
Treasured moments, no other can compare.
A true gem in the rough, always know a piece
of you will live on with me. 
For you see you were more than a friend to me.
A grandmother sent for me.
A true gift from above.
Treasured always you will be.


Details | Acrostic | |

oldman

once there was an old man on a lane
he always had many cats
then he took a train
and went down another lane


Details | ABC |