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Details | Couplet | |

The Dog Days of Summer

We let down the top to soak in the sun
Now that the harshness of winter is done

As you let back the seat and put your feet on the dash
Saying, “keep your eyes on the road I don’t want to crash”

I truly must admit that I’m torn completely in two 
The coast has its beauty, then again so do you

As the beauty of the Sun is absorbed by your skin
Like a kid at the candy store I simply want to dig in

If life is a candy store sweetheart you are the treat
All the other candy I tasted, never tasted so sweet

The reason I love summer is because of the heat
The skimpier the bikini, the greater the treat 

I can’t begin to express how wonderful you are
Saying, “hey take a look at her I’ll steer the car”

At first I truly had no idea what I should say?
Though now it’s, “ok sweetheart, have it your way”

I think that is because you know these words are true
I may take look at her but I shall forever belong to you

Summer is a time that is as bright as the sun
Out goes the cold as it’s replaced by the fun

We have our barbecues and sit under the stars
Let down the tops and go for rides in our cars

Go tend to our gardens in farmer John clothes
Truly amazed at how fast everything grows

Go hang out at the river as well as the lake
Cover ourselves in oil than let our skin bake

Embrace the moments because these words are true
The days last much longer and the sky is so blue

The dog days of summer I reckon that’s so
We bark and howl at folk we don’t even know

If life is banquet then summer is the feast
I think we should gobble it up, to say the least


Written for john's Summer contest.


Details | Free verse | |

Unshed Tears

Slice me with your tongue,
Razor blade wounds,
To suck out all my poisens,
Sweet lonely lullaby,
Accusing eyes of sadism,
Picture perfect prodegy, 
My Deadly Sin,
A bitter taste of arson,
Burning in my vital organ,
Your the pyre that burns away my mortality,
A sip of tea made from Lilly of the Valley,
A shadow of Death stalking,
With odd angel like wings,
A Numbing kiss like Drowning in Morphine,
My Oblivion,
Sweet arms to rest in till my vision no longer holds,
Eyes neither like Hell nor Heaven,
Cocain Addiction,
That Drip of Drugs into your system,
Intoxicated blood stream,
I'd rather not dream,
And instead get lost within - Your paralysing,
Your Paralysing, Brain lapse,
Your moving too fast,
Stay slow and dreamy,
Dancing silhoutte,
Like a burning forest fire,
Pain throughout my veins,
Ravishing and Beautiful,
A voice torn from my throat,
Dying joyfully,
With my last sight of you. . .


Details | Couplet | |

The Homeplace

Here further down the hillside slope
Down close to the creek with hope

My husband bought a house, land
Fenced in and made many plans

Subdued the land to cow pasture
And planted a garden, fruit trees sure

Fathered another child to call him sir
The creek seemed to like the stir

Enjoyed the children for a little while___
Loved them so that it made her smile

Today she loves grandchildren the same
No girls there are in frills ___tame

The creek keeps on flowing to the sea
The land is mostly stripped of trees


(This is my adaptation of Robert Frost's poem "The Birthplace".  I hope that it does not insult 
his work.)


Details | Free verse | |

o', just for once, to receive what i give-

if he were to write me a love poem, would it breathe 
like the quintessence of begin? would it live 
as the moon to the sea – as precise as the art
of expanse along kismets journey, and all horizons linear? 
would it wind-wash and rush my untouched
expanse, as a field soft and wild, exhaling through hair?
would you hear all of my hurt as it crashes to floors; crashing
through my glass floors, formed by years of perfected neglect; 
(reverberating through centuries of cause and effect)

or would it die in my hands;
turn to dust
at your
feet?

no. 

to read his undying words, such as my deepest imaginings 
can conjure, would be as if the very sun had come to rest beneath 
my bosom, shining exponentially forth every wish and dream i have 
ever harbored within the safe haven of my yearnings, since long 
before the birth of time itself!

o’, words given from the depths of my hearts deliberate daydreams, 
from the vastness of your perpetual being,
would surely render my mind useless, striking my fluttering 
body numb, and alive all at once!
if my love ever wrote me a love poem, i would answer 
by way of warm lips on eyelids, (weary from longing 
and unrequited need) gliding them 
down his fair face, kissing years of spent tears into the oblivion that is       
no more (the culmination of death and the sweet realization 
of answered prayers), and yet

i would no sooner ask him to write me a love poem, then I would 
expose my longing to receive one.


Details | Lyric | |

Surrender

Sitting in this empty room
Looking at broken pictures of me and you
A broken life together
I always thought we’d make it forever

What has become of me?
I never ever thought I would be
One of those who were beaten down
One of those who didn’t make a sound

Silent when you pushed me around
Silent when you covered my mouth
Silent when you raised your hand
Silent when you gave your commands

But something deep within my soul
Tells me to rise up and take control
Take a hold of my lost self again
Knowing if I don’t this might be the very end

You will not break me down this way
You will not darken my coming days
I am stronger now you see
And I will never let you kill the beautiful soul inside me

I am someone who has a voice
I am a woman who can make my own choice
I don’t need permission to be free
Or to discover the real woman inside me

Discovering the strength and power within
To let the bright shining sun shine in
To let my heart feel free and bold
To let my soul escape your choking hold

I’ve come to realize just a few things
That my life is worth more than two gold rings
Sometimes it has to be that way
For me to take ME back and then for me to say…

I am a beautiful woman inside
I will never ever run away and hide
I will rise to the very top
I won’t quit and I won’t stop

There is nothing that I can’t do
There is nothing left for me and you
So now I surrender and just let go
I am special this I know…..


Details | Rhyme | |

Forgiveness

Forgiveness
       by Amy Swanson   12/2008



I know that I'm not perfect
     make mistakes from time to time
but the largest err I've made was
      not forgiving you this time.


You're the one that always
      makes a smile out of my frown
Emotions, though, got in the way;
       I fear I've let you down.


I hid my heart so selfishly
       and distant, from your view
I could not bear to hurt again
        and so, stayed mad at you


I let myself forget the good
        and happy things we were
instead I've been so negative,
        our memories a blur.


I thought no longer you recalled
        the pleasance of our youth,
had traded years of loyalty
        with new and bitter truth,


But yesterday you smiled at me -
        I saw within your eyes
 A spark that was meant just for me,
        there would be no goodbyes


And then we laughed, you held my hand
         and gave my lips your kiss.
We talked about so many things,
         a long-due reminisce


I felt I'd found you once again
          my hero, my best friend;
Whatever this world throws at us,
          together, we'll transcend.


The life we share means more to me
           Than old misunderstandings
I won't subject our love, our trust,
            to childish meanderings.


Once you broke my heart,
         But also I've hurt you...
So please, forgive my foolishness;
         And I'll forgive yours too.


Details | Narrative | |

Death Of The Saints

A cousin called the other day saying "Another cousin has passed away".

Well my husband said "How old was she.""

"Ninety-eight".

A stalwart woman who had served family and community well. Producing one child that 
became a missionary serving in a foreign land..

While talking the cousin asked "Did you know ______"?

My husband answered, "Well, I don't think that I knew them".

The cousin proceeded to tale this story.

"The man had been down with cancer for a while and passed recently..The funeral had been 
conducted and the hearse had gone on to the cemetary..The family car with the family was 
not to far behind..But when it pulled up, the wife of the deceased did not get out and the 
funeral home staff was gathering around..The funeral home director decided to go see what 
was going on ...."

The cousin said, " That this funeral home director told him". "That he had been in this 
business for thirty-five years and faced something that he had never had happen to him or 
any other funeral home director that he knew."

The funeral home director said, "When I got to the family car, I found the wife of the 
deceased had passed from a massive corornary."

She had said, "I don't know how I will live without him." She didn't have to learn. God called 
her home..

The roosters crow, the crows craw and are answered by the gobble of the turkey across the 
way..


Details | Rhyme | |

Dry Tears

I can’t cry
Tears won’t fall
Dried up forever
A built up wall

You can’t hurt me
I’m too numb to feel
The lash of your sting
This time it’s real

I’ve lost the ambition
And drive to do right
I’ve lost the admiration
And the will to fight

I can’t cry
My tears have disappeared
I can’t give you back
What you stole over the years

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Prose Poetry | |

That Which Is Real

Oh to be just a friend
To laugh, joke and play with you
Is not something
I know how to do
Oh how I wish it were
For it’d sure eliminate
All this pain I feel
Sometimes it happens
That starting off fun
Turns into something real
And what was meant to make you laugh
Turns into tears
That seem to take
Life’s  breath away
Leaving you to feel
Like there’s so much left to say
If only this, if only that
If I only could, if you only would
So many tricks of the mind
As we try to find
Justification for holding on
To what should be freed
So we can move on
Yet we hold out hope
In each accidental hello
That tides will turn
Though they have long washed away
It’s just the way of life
And how love burns
Until we learn
The difference in what we feel
And that which is real


Details | I do not know? | |

The Web of Hearts

An intricate mesh of thread
Holds together our hearts like a spiders web.
It started long ago
With a single, fine, white line,
A fragile link of silken twine.
A simple bond of heart and mind
Strands of love carefully intertwined.
We didn't continue to make it strong,
And yes, that's where we went wrong.
Now the loose ends dangle so far apart,
An immeasurable distance heart to heart.


Details | Free verse | |

Family Legacy

I met Uncle August on my honeymoon.
I was prepared.
“He won’t talk to you," my new husband told me. 
"He’s a cantankerous old man,
so don’t be hurt, he doesn’t talk to anyone.”

He was in his 70's.
I was 20.
He was ill.

He was right where I was told he would be,
sitting at a long wooden table in a large kitchen.
One that had fed large families
and farm workers
for decades.

His arms were spread out to his sides
enlarging his lung cavity
so he could breathe easier.

His head was hung between his shoulders;
a long crooked ash hung
at the end of his lit cigarette
between gnarled and stained fingers.

He looked up to me when I was introduced and he talked.
We talked and laughed,
nonstop,
for two hours.

Thirty-seven years later his nephew,
at his long wooden kitchen table,
elbows extended so he could breathe,
Oxygen snaking its way into ruined lungs,
head hung low,
trying to nap.

Was he remembering Uncle August?

Unable to breathe
paramedics took him away.
He never came home.

His children said their tearful goodbyes — 
and now they wait 
to take their place 
at the long wooden kitchen table.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Speed of Life

In the childhood home her mother spins her child
Round and round we go happiness seems to overflow
And the childhood  goes by; faster, faster

A growing child with so much energy running and having fun
Careless and free he runs across the yard
He is growing up; faster, faster

Only in middle school and already a rebel
Sticking up for a friend and getting in a fight
He has courage but still he runs; faster, faster

High school has come at last
The odd man out he cries for attention
Into depression he spirals; faster, faster

At the high school prom he meets a girl
The hearts beet together and the music beats in their ears
They are falling madly in love; faster, faster

Barely a year and a kid on the way
To work and back the same routine, every hour, every day
A wedding is coming closer; faster, faster

So far a happy life, and a good career
They buy a home and outside he spins his child
Another childhood is going by; faster, faster

His life was long another one has started from it
But now the ambulance move; faster, faster
And his heartbeat fails; slower, slower


Details | Alliteration | |

Cheater's Chair

A destructive dance indeed,
betwixt the two we bleed.
A bellowing, bloody abate,
this stale, seductive state.

Simple, senseless steeds,
jealous fires feed.
Perjuring petty plights,
demons do delight.

A crimson, cheaters chair,
awful angers air.
No trust, truth or taste,
wallowed wantons waste.

Envious, eager eyes,
rejoicing a wrathful rise.
Coveting, careless couth, 
yesteryear's eager  youth.


Details | Ballade | |

This cosy love

This cosy love

In guess I could rave on, and on
About every little thing
I could write about those sensual things
And the way our two hearts sing
When we lie there together
But it's so much more have we
We have this thing together
All filled with mystery.

You be the grand earth mother
As me, I be the child
You're ways are from the earth itself
You're tame where I'm still wild
Everything's so practical
With you, but not with me
Oh yes, we two be opposites
And yet I love you madly.

And even now, at seventy
There's nothing really changed
You're still the perfect lady
And you still think me strange
But I'm always going to love you
Just the way that you love me
And even when these shells are gone
This fact shall always be.
23 September 2013 @ 0530hrs


Details | Rhyme | |

Bruised Kisses

What makes a man 
Want to take power from his wife?
Who is the man 
That sits and plots to take her life?
Where is the man
I once married without strife?
As the years pass me by 
I realize why he should envy
As time, courage, and wisdom pass him by 
Because he wanted to discredit my integrity
For the American Dream I accepted less 
I accepted him
 Much less than the Lord obliged
For an image that I was now complete 
I secretly sat in a corner 
Where only the Lord 
Would hear my cries 
Bruised kisses once described 
The torture I endured 
Freedom and time 
Have healed my pain
Dependence on God
 Has allowed me to stay away 
And un-bruised


Details | I do not know? | |

The Women



The Women



(for the countless women, names unknown, who bore the brunt of Apartheid, and who fought the racist system at great cost to themselves and their families, and for my mother, Zubeida Moolla)



Pregnant, your husband on the run,
your daughter, a child, a few years old,

they hauled you in, these brutish men,
into the bowels of Apartheid's racist hell.



They wanted information, you gave them nothing,
these savage men, who skin happened to be lighter,

and white was right in South Africa back then,

but, you did not cower, you stood resolute,

you, my mother, faced them down, their power,
their 'racial superiority', their taunts, their threats.



You, my mother, would not, could not break,

You stood firm, you stood tall.

You, like the countless mothers did not break, did not fall.



You told me many things, of the pains, the struggles,

the scraping for scraps, the desolation of separation
from your beloved Tasneem and your beloved Azad,

my elder sister and brother, whom I could not grow
up with, your beloved children separated by time, by place,

by monstrous Apartheid, by brutish men,
whose skin just happened to be lighter.



You told me many things, as I grew older,
of the years in exile, of the winters that grew ever colder.

You were a fighter, for a just cause,
like countless other South African women,

you sacrificed much, you suffered the pangs,
of memories that cut into your bone, your marrow,

you resisted a system, an ideology, brutal and callous and narrow.



Yes, you lived to see freedom arrive, yet you suffered still,
a family torn apart, and struggling to rebuild a life,

all the while, nursing a void, that nothing could ever fill.



I salute you, mother, as I salute the nameless mothers,

the countless sisters, daughters, women of this land,
who fought, sacrificing it all for taking a moral stand.



I salute you, my mother, and though you have passed,
your body interred in your beloved South African soil,

you shall remain, within me, an ever-present reminder,

of the cost of freedom, the struggles, the hunger, the toil.


I salute you!



(for the brave women of South Africa, of all colours,
who fought against racial discrimination and Apartheid)






Details | Senryu | |

Never Let the Outsiders In

stop interlopers
cling to love's first memory
avoid nay sayers


Details | Rhyme | |

A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Goodbye Johnny Walker

Goodbye Johnny Walker
Joanna Davis


I swear I’m in a nightmare
I know it’s some bad dream
this craving for the deadly juice
is nothing new it seems
Our life is one long quarrel, 
a battle no one can win
Am I paying a kind of penance,
for some past life of sin?
I won’t put up with this forever
the smell or wavering gait,
If I stay with you much longer,
I’ll surely be tempting my fate
A soul that’s soaked with liquor,
with breath to ignite a match
But your handsome looks so deceiving
I naively believed you a catch!
You’ll promise it’s the last time,
say you’re done… that it’s the end!
But in me you see a nagging wife,
while in the bottle - a comforting friend
Tell me exactly how, I can win,
or compete with something so pure?
What kind of psychological jargon,
would even up the score?
This demon is so elusive,
someone, somewhere, please advise me
What spirits will finally convince you
to seek your desired sobriety!



Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Witnesses To Sinners



I can't hear the words as they come from my mouth
I can't hear the screams as they work their way out
As I write all is seen is a blur and blank moment and
Once recovered sensed the words were written,not 
Even a look to see what was written only to know it
Was there.Sleepless night,taunt  filled faces horde my
Dreams.Have this made me fall so low no longer am I
Am I able to stand on my own to feet.How many times 
Will you make me cry before claiming only to being a 
Witness in a crime,your crime. Putting on that face
Working the crowds with amazing easily,how I hate you
Yes all the thing I think about revolve around you.
How many times have I witness myself wound my self
With your blade? As though under a spell doing as order
Without a cry to the world what made me so diligent ?
But no longer can you be a witness,No longer can I be 
A witness to these crimes that been committed.Be us both
Sinners be us both lovers be that we both be cursed 
We shall witness our sins become whole and the love in
Which we share spread further and further like the flames 
Of hades. May there be peace for sinners in the next world.
We are both witnesses and at the same time 
We are both sinners one day to become consumed by our
Own darkness how far will we fall until that moment comes?
May we be good may we be bad may we fall may we live may 
May we die or carry on we are the Witnesses We are the Sinners
To this world and the next.


Details | Rhyme | |

Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


Details | Crystalline | |

A Wedding Vow, Too

To be but also being too
To being two or to be one, too.


Details | Monorhyme | |

BEWARE

*****BEWARE ~ reads the file***** Love struck mothers in denial while the Pedophile robs the innocent child Lay


Details | Alliteration | |

Wasteland of Shame

Bound by blame, broken by blight,
Scarred by a stolen satire,
nuzzling necrophiliacs within the night.

Tangled in torment, tied untamed,
blemished by the blasphemy,
of never speaking your name.

Shackled in sin, shredded sovereignty,
dealing death’s doses,
murdering you and me.

Cuffed with candor, calling our crimes,
to an impetuous enslavement,
tortured through time.

Set me free, to flee this fool’s game,
where we're always left wandering,
in this wasteland of shame.


Details | Villanelle | |

The Flames Of Love

I feel the flames of love ignite, Burning me to my very core, As it blazes on into the night; Deep in my heart I know it’s right, I’ve never felt like this before; I feel the flames of love ignite; Sweat glistens in the fire light, And my senses tingle for what’s in store, As it blazes on into the night; Your kisses on my skin, alight; It leaves me begging for more and more, I feel the flames of love ignite; My passion drives me to my height, And in fervor we explore, As it blazes on into the night; We can’t hold back now anymore, In unison our bodies soar; I feel the flames of love ignite, As it blazes on into the night.
~ For Catie's Villanelle Me Contest~


Details | Sonnet | |

Bless it be Thee!

May 27, 2010

Bless it be Thee!

Bless it be Thee!
Truly, I love you.
My whole my new.
My heart your key!

Loose lips and free.
Realistically, I knew!
You are far and few.
I can justly let it be.

You know, it is Gemini’s Full Moon tonight,
The Universe is waking up figuring us all out.
Point me out as a random beam of Moonlight,
I am engulfing and enriching charts in route.

Swiftly suited, I stand in my place!
Bless it be it to Thee! A closed case!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Missed it-One day at a time

One day at a time
With the delusion of anger,
falling from my eyes,
The veil of bitterness,
Torn from the one I despised,
My heart withers in my chest
The spell that cast a shadow on this beauties shimmering frame
That hid a wonder a mystery this woman bearing my name.
I cannot believe I’ve lived alongside you for so long
And missed the chorus of a lover’s  refrain.
We like strangers in the night
Ships passing by on a foggy sea,
Have rediscovered each other again,
Fearful yet wanting, the task ahead daunting,
Forever changed by the crimson stain,
Leaving us equipped in ways we can never explain.
One day at a time, we live for these moments,
One day at a time, is all we are given,
And by the grace of God our one day at a time will turn into memories
That we will share over a lifetime.


Details | Rhyme | |

America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Intimacy In Verse (1) ... '

Intimacy – To Put It Delicately,
Is Closer Than Flesh Can Form
And Stronger Than The Desire
… It Bravely Springs Forth From

Intimacy – Shuts Door
On Separated and Shy
Intimacy Knows Who You Are …
And Doesn’t Need To Ask Why

Intimacy – Is More than A Touch,
Sight, Smell, Taste Or Words Heard
Intimacy – Vanquishes Alone
 Unknown and Scared

Intimacy – Is A Certainty
And So Beautiful To Have and Hold
Intimacy – Is Secrecy Shared
Between Love and In-Love Souls

          … Intimacy …


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

"Fried Green Tomatoes"

"Fried Green Tomatoes"
Has a scene, where....star
Kathy Bates...is queen
Non-aggressive, quiet
Lady comes alive

Smashes car six
Times, before our
Eyes, To Wander
She loudly screams

When she says
I'm older
Insurance

Have more
Of...great

Scene


Details | Sonnet | |

A Bubble Blown Up With Breath

I will tell of love in fourteen short lines
Remember when you chipped bone in kneecap
So much pain for you and me nothing fine
Knee pain for you for me nausea trap

You had surgery, nausea had me
One baby in arms another womb bound
When you came home, total care you no glee
Beside chamber nausea vomit round

Daily existence for weeks ugly trap 
Baby, husband's care between nausea
Holding baby my only relief gap
Situation had me deep undersea

Love is deep when one gives beyond their strength
Giving beyond the call of duty is youngth


Details | Haiku | |

MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


Details | Rhyme | |

The Ugliness Of Divorce


My parents taught me the Christian ways.
I was taught to obey what the Bible says.

I was proud of my parents!  I really was!
And loved them so much…  Just because!

They meant everything to me!  I was proud!
Until one day...  There appeared “a dark cloud.”

It was like a “darkness” hovered above.
Leaving their marriage empty of needed love!

Though they were together many years.
There were many cracks that soon appeared.

I say a once happy home soon destroyed.
Being with one another….  They no longer enjoyed!

How could this happen! I had wondered…
To see a happy marriage “totally plundered

As sin crept in...  And allowed to prevail.
Very soon this marriage simply failed.

May this be a warning for me and you…
That our commitment remains faithful and true!

If your marriage is heading toward separation…
Please seek God for a healing and restoration!

If your planning to have a divorce..
Jesus’ love can put it on the right course!

He can replace the brokenness and hurt within..
And can put your lives back together AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


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First Love

In the instant of a second, I just always knew.
A flickering flame I caught in the eye of you.
 
A feather in the wind and on my last breath,
A deeper breeze of Sunsets at night’s death,
 
A Star beams on the Moon and lights up the sky.
I am in a wonderland amazed at just how high.
 
Lo and behold, it comes to me at the end.
My first love left me His message to send.
 
Look up and you shall see me at night,
Look down and I am out truly of sight.
 
Hold on to the very end for I am near,
It’s my voice in your heart you’ll hear.
 
Take one breath or even two,
I am the one always with you!
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006
 


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I'm Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be


I’m Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be! I remember reading the Bible to my son. But what a mess, my life has become! My children told me, they were proud of their dad! Now they say they’re embarrassed and sad. I once lived a Godly life! I really did! Just look at me now! And how I live! Things in life I once called wrong and sin. Are now causing me to stumble again. God's word I had loved! Jesus was my treasure! I "traded my soul" for what gives me "pleasure." I’m not the kind of father that I need to be! What kind of example will my family find in me? Will I grow stubborn to God as I age? Replacing his peace, for anger and rage? I need Jesus to bring peace to my troubled soul! I ask YOU Lord to make me clean and whole. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation. By your blood, make me a new creation. Words alone cannot truly express… This family God's given to me. I am so blessed! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

I'll Be Home Soon

Gazing out the window
rain pounding like a drummer in a parade
I let my eyes fall closed
and I picture his emerald eyes
his bright smile that lights up a darkened sky
and his scent - a mixture of the rain outside and the pine trees beyond my sight
I then allow my lids to open
and I gaze at the polished black pistol in my hand
As I lift it, the heaviness a slight surprise
the sight of his blood stained on my freshly painted wall
fills my mind with the memories of his misery
I yearn to join him
and so I lift the pistol higher and higher until I feel the coldness on my temple
and I enjoy the last moments with my memories of his beautiful face as it kisses mine
while I pull the trigger harder and harder

and then comes the blast
and I've joined him at last
and I see his face again
and again he kisses me sweetly
I see his bright smile
emerald eyes
and that wonderfully blissful scent makes me whole
and I am Home


Details | Blank verse | |

Biting my Tongue Again

My tongue
has no more blood; 
no tissue to slide through my teeth.

I have bitten my tongue
so long
my message deflates beneath.


©  2011  ~JSLambert Esquire


Details | Verse | |

Our Dream

We lay here,
alone with our thoughts,
together,
forever,
side by side throughout our life,
that is what we dream…


Details | Couplet | |

Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?


Details | Couplet | |

You Can't Take Back

You can’t take back the tears I’ve shed,
you can’t take back the words you said!

You can’t take back the loneliness in my heart,
you can’t take back the feelings to depart!

You can’t take back the endless lies of deceit,
you can’t take back the miles of defeat!

You can’t take back the torture I’ve endured,
you can’t take back insecurities you’ve ensured!

You can’t take back the disloyalty to me,
you can’t take back the demeaning debris!

You can’t take back the selfish displays, 
you can’t take back the relationship of decay!

You can’t take back the need to dominate,
you can’t take back the destruction you did create!

You can’t take back the chaos and mental despair,
You can’t give me back, wasted minutes, days, and years!


Details | Free verse | |

marking time....to my friends on poetry soup.- the Lord helped me fight death and won.

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, 2008....my sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.



i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.



i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 



then 


i had
great pain in my chest...
.
well this is great i said,

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.



then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.



i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good



yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.



i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.

janetta


Details | Free verse | |

Could You Hear Me?

Ignorant questions you asked
While requesting in return intelligent answers

A pillow of tears I cried 
But only for awhile

Yet instead my heart was beating like a hammer beats a nail
And I was slowly decreasing like a paper being filed

Into shelter I would hide
Behind doors I cried
Over the  phone I denied
And  inside I died

As if hanging up in my face weren't enough
You left me no choice, but to fall asleep with your 
Thoughtless and careless words

The constant need to be in control of everything and everyone 
I closed my eyes to hold back those tears
Those tears that were trying so desperately to break through

But steadily they came running down my face
Like I was pouring water down a drain

But did you hear me
That language that I spoke

I was talking out loud to all the distant ears
I begged you to lower your voice
But you were to busy screaming at me to hear

You see I constantly found myself apologizing to you
Not believing that I had a right to my own opinion
And that I had a right to be loved and respected

I cursed at times, You kept me mad
And then most days you left me sad
But could you hear me
Could you take my point of view for once
After all that was said and done

My heart was aching and my soul was breaking
A little attention, Like a baby crying out for its mother
Is all I asked of you

Only to hear you speak your truth of belief
And then hang up in my face with a gasp of relief
As if my voice was killing you

When I defended myself , I never knew what I would face
Never knew how you'd react, But I was acting on faith
So I took that leap of faith, I didn't know what else to do
But thank God I found the courage to stand up to you

You made it seem like we were in some game
And half time conversations is all you could spare

Yet like a mother in the midst of labor
I bared all the pain, You couldn't bare

But I had to speak out 
My silence had to be broken

Words shattered at that moment
Shock encountered ones face
Something that never happened before

I would not pretend, That all was well
But you weren't listening to me, I was talking to myself

When I poured out my heart to you sincerely
You belittled me, cursed me, degraded and ignored me
Picked and devoured me like I was poultry

You took me through so much misery
You see this lonely faucet, Only runs so deep
But I found the strength to break free, finally

I wanted to be friends but I remember too clearly 
Just how it was in the past, When you couldn't hear me



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If You Were

If you were a penny, I’d keep you in my front pocket every day.
I’d shine and cleanse you daily, washing all troubles and woes away.
If you were a diamond ring, on my finger is where you’d stay.
I’d shine the stone feverishly, parting all frets and worries astray.

If you were a novel, I’d place you at the very front of the shelf,
I’d tear out the pages of misery, and swallow the depression myself.
If you were as free as a butterfly, I’d cup you within my hands.
I’d whisper all my secrets, then release you from all commands.

If you were a painting, I’d pose you directly over so all could see,
I’d dust away the tears and guilt, inhaling the particles inside of me.
If you were a bronze statue, I would polish you until you shined.
I’d scour away the torment, and any melancholy I should find.

If you were a flower, I’d pluck the petals of bane from your life,
I’d water and feed you frequently, nourishing the roots of strife.
If you were an eagle, I’d admire your rare beauty from above,
I’d watch you slowly soar into the horizon, taking with you,
my heart, my soul and love.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Box of Hope and Dreams

I keep my dreams and aspirations,
stored away neatly in this box.
Tied off with a pretty pink ribbon,
secured tightly with key and lock.

And every time I feel like a failure,
I open it, so I can again feel alive.
Arms of dreams tightly surround me,
giving me strength I need to survive.

I’ve hidden this box in a secret place,
where I’m the only who can see.
A beautiful box of hopes and dreams,
finely sewn with love at the seams.

This box is opened quite frequently,
especially when we’re apart –
this rhetorical box of memories,
in perfect synch with each beat of my heart


Details | Free verse | |

Dialogue Between the Little Miss and the Angel Prince

The Little Miss:

kiss kiss your little miss
and she flies flies up into the skies
away away from troubles array
to love to love her angel prince above
to love to love Armando above

The Angel’s Reply to the Little Miss:

"there was a girl precious as gold
she was found by a prince and told
that life itself was getting bold
until he found her in the world

"and he kissed kissed his little miss
and they flew flew up into the blue
away away from troubles array...


"...to love and hold each other above"

Written by Elaine and Armando


Details | Free verse | |

I Have The Evil of You

I have the evil of you
Caught in my hands, entangled
Like the arabesques of Eden's vines
Just like paradise, but why should shame remain
Singeing like immolation of Peter's Inferno
These reddish-purple chains convolute myself
as the grapples shoot out from the clouds
both below, above me
The self-lovelust propelling 
You did this - these plagues
You drag me down - to your cage
Cadaver Vampire - I am your slave



Details | Rhyme | |

Does Family Really Matter Anymore


A family had a wedding...  The brother wasn’t invited.
The fact they didn’t want him,.. 
Was already decided!

When asked why his name had been “omitted.”
It was because of past wrongs he had committed.

The words spoken, one could hardly believe it!
Any kind of forgiveness? 
 They didn’t receive it!

How many times are loved ones not
 invited to “family occasions.”
Often times, families listen to “outside persuasions.”

Someone does something, 
that may not be liked.
Then they’re often told to “go take a hike!

No wonder why many families 
battle one another!
They have failed to truly love each other!

As we continue to see families drift apart.
This often leads to a wounded 
and broken heart!

Christ gave us his best!  
When we were at our lowest!
A life of mercy and forgiveness…  
He wants to show us!

If we can’t treat one another
 as Christ commands…
Then HIS way of family living….  
We’ll never understand!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

WE

We have lost our sense of corporation.
We have lost our ability to cook together
Under the Sunday’s rain while Heaven is releasing
Its own design of living.

We have lost our sense of laughing after a long, long
Battle of making love during those sessions of naked photos After that difficult orgasm.

We have lost our feeling of self-worth couple
To go out and having a great time on goosing 
And walking under the cold night.

We have lost the letting truth of the
Shocking welcome of cheating and who is she or he
By the knowledge of God’s growth because
By the end of any given day we are going to
Understand from a penny a generation must vanish first.

We have lost our sweet dream, the games, the thrilled
Adventures as far as having a dream suggest nothing
Else than bullshits of being old.

We have lost our faith, our lifelong partnership of desire
For each other, we lost common humor and ground,
The easy complication of being again what we were
Before.  


Details | Elegy | |

Reflections

At night I see your smiling face,
As if the chains of our love were unbroken.
Your look of utter devotion pervades my sensibilities.
I know it's true for many have said,
That you died loving me alone.
Yet you never fought hard enough to let us know.
I guess that secret has gone with you forever.

I cry frequently when I reflect on those irretrievable moments.
At times I feel imprisoned in a bubble that no one can penetrate
Memories however can never be erased.
I have constant flashbacks to those days so many years ago.
I see you in my mind's eye,
You enthralled at the sight of your firstborn.
And your words "that's my precious"
Seem to reverberate in my brain.
Are you now watching over me?
After all, we were once man and wife.


Details | Free verse | |

Empty Nest

A big space 
but not a vaccume
a great weight lifted as they move away from me
these children
off to their own lives
my house becomes quiet again
my own
I do not miss them
this is mine now
my
empty nest
a renewal of marriage
so hard won
so precious
just us now
long evenings talking
yes you are
seducing me again
I love to see you happy your eyes shining
I know for such a long time
you have wanted me just to yourself
well
I'm all yours.
let us begin our next life


Details | Free verse | |

The Evil Elixir

He's up in the morning at 7 a.m.
Black coffee and paper. Toast and jam
His hair is perfection. His tie is secure
He's ready to take on the day

From home to the office, a 90 minute trip
Dumbass drivers and cell phone quips
Thoughts for the job that race through his head
To help earn himself better pay

A tiger by nine, he's doing just fine
Then noon brings a lunch that's followed by wine
From one until five he then starts to morph
When it's off to the bar for some more

A couple of shots with a beer back to boot
Three hours later he's got a full snoot
An illegal drive from the bar to his home
Now he can really tie one on

The morning sun shines on the man he should be
The evening brings a change by degree
The evil elixir turns man to a monster
With all sense of sanity gone


Rockman


For the "Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde" contest by Yasmin Khan

7th place winner.


Details | ABC | |

Novelty

A new face to trace
Covet then embrace
Beloved thy trance
Diminishing glance

Flirtatious on air
Erroneous flair
Gelid, weary streak
Innovations weak

Heroic on flight
Justly proving right
Losing glossy tone
Keenly you dethrone

Mustering the nerve
Obey and observe
Novelty invades
Promises betrayed

Romantically loose 
Questions the abuse
Shine and gloss aloof
Unwoven with proof

Tarnished we believe
Vanished we deceive
Xerox of our life
Wasted upon strife

Zapping 
Yesteryear


Details | Personification | |

Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Rhyme | |

A Father's Sorrow

In the morning of the night
I looked to the light to find what was right
but all I found was left 
being deft in the night.  

I was not contrite with this inner fight
as I lied attempting to sleep but was slight.  
The night’s fight was ripe with spite 
as I was lost in the middle of my left and right.

Lines of site are veiled with obligatory inquiries
of yin or yang or black or white. 

Should I disinvite the blight within to settle
the fight of left and right? Or make haste of left
even though it’s not right.
 
But the left was and is deft and is pulling the weight tonight.
The right is though, right…
but should I be left?
 
I have to be forthright as a knight by being right
but being left I am bereft in my plight. 
Even now I write to find my right but can’t change the left. 
Having left….could I ever be right?


Details | I do not know? | |

To Love More And More

.
Death silently crept
In the night he came
One had to gently 
Close the eyelids down

Would you be distraught
Would your heart weep
If this were your plight
To close eyes in sleep

Eternal sleep now
Would your heart break within
Would you remember
The love that we shared

Or would you sing joy
Thank God she's gone
Being tired of daily
Having to serve the lady

Serve her by working
Bringing home the bacon
Or would you want 
To go on toward home

Joining the loveone
That shared your long life
I would not want to be
The one who had to close 

Those brown eyes in death
I would want to cheat death 
Iwould want you to met him
In the air with no care

Not knowing who will go
First to the eternal shore
Help me Holy Spirit 
To love more and more


Details | Free verse | |

Done For Good

Her look that day,
Should have told me everything she could not say.
Unprepared, I stared.
She walked away.
As she tossed our ring,
I felt the sting.

If I’d known then
How I feel today,
I'd heal the abscess and my heart’s decay,
Before her affection left me there that day.

JS Lambert


Details | Rhyme | |

Crush

I’m in love with a vision, a mirage and disguise –
his name is unspoken, for his voice speaks lies.
I adore an ideal, of what could be,
I admire his weakness to satisfy me.

I’m taken by his stature, his beauty and charm –
his dark eyes are evasive, shooting darts of harm.
I need his approval, I need his trust,
I yearn for his kisses, this man I lust.

I’m enamored in cruelty, his gaze brazenly cold –
his honor is tainted, his soul he has sold.
I want his affection, I thirst his touch,
I query direction, I request too much.

I’m charmed by his rank, his talent and stealth –
this man is a treasure, the most valuable wealth.
I ask for commitment, I demand the truth,
I state my purpose, while I still have my youth.

I’m captivated by a notion, a fairy-tale of sorts –
I’m fed up with the excuses and petty retorts.
I am worth more than this….
I’ve suffered solely in duress…
I will never be an option…..
Nor will I ever be second best.

You never deserved me…….


Details | Free verse | |

Untitled....

Would if I told you, You'd never see me again
Would if I told you, My life was about to end

Would if I told you,  My final plea goodbye
There would be no more interruptions, no more discussions 
And no more lies

Would if I told you, There's no way to live without you
Would if I told you, I never meant to overcrowd you

Would if I could hold you and make your troubles go away
Would if we could make love, Each and everyday

Would if I could sing you a beautiful love song
Would if we could just talk, And not argue who's right or wrong

Would if I wrote you, A passionate love letter
Would if I could snap my fingers, And make everything go better

Would if I was able, To massage your inner thoughts
Would you stop pretending you were perfect and had no faults

Would if I forgot , About you completely
Would if I forgave, All the ways you deceived me

Would if I made the effort , To change my attitude
Would if I told you, Your whole attire needs to improve

Would if we made a pact, To forget about the past
Can you tell me how long you honestly think that will last

Would if we tried hard , To make things work
Could we let go of the pain, All the suffering and the hurt

Would if I just walked out of your life
Would you ever acknowledge you even had a wife

Would if I decided, To take that drink with you
Take a sip right out the bottle, But what will it prove

Would if we started all over again
Would you be willing to try, For the sake of our kid
What would be the cost of a new beginning 
Would all the pain be lost, Along with good memories

Is it really worth the price, Trying to find each other
To discover what we lost, Should have never be uncovered

Maybe it's time to wash away our tears
And remember all the golden moments 
You and I shared.








Details | Free verse | |

TEXTING GOD

              cc to my husband

Put me beside THAT one, just as you
put us, nightly--side by side psychic 
sidecars, as unlikely a coupling 
hitched to your engine as any, chugging 
in the long haul, for better or worse 
as the contract read, and we said Yes,
more or less honoring the rules, 
no worse than any others. 

No ashes, please, but let the knife
on the mortician's table take spleen, 
liver, the bean-shaped efficacy of kidneys, 
and the worn out heart (so many times 
broken) to tell the tale-- those
important organs that kept me running 
toward good destination: to join you, 
husband, in an embrace of bones.


Details | Rhyme | |

Handy Man

As sweet and fluffy as cotton candy
Is my love who is so handy
With his repair kit to fix things dandy
It's so nice to have man about___eyecandy


Details | Rhyme | |

Yet, I Still Thrive

Does my face retrace the anger,
of a once distant love affair?
Do my curves exhaust a notion,
that at one time we kindly cared?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my smile rile your insides,
and shadow a subtle act?
Do my hips which sway in elegance,
bestow this monstrous attack?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my laughter force the cringe,
grimaced upon your face?
Do my fingers not gently guide you,
to a once happy, exotic place?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my spirit not depict beauty,
of a once stunning shore?
Do my lengthy legs not confine you,
in perfect synchronization anymore?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my sensuality no longer appease,
the thirst once quenched within?
Do my eyes announce the sadness,
of forever living in sin?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my lonely heart sob uncontrollably,
noting a broken bond of hate?
Do my tears not convey the purpose,
of two lost souls with opposite fates?
Yet, I still thrive.



Details | Light Poetry | |

Always

Walking with you all the way, because I missed you night and day. 
Holding your hand to help guide the way, in the light of the moon? 
Sunshine brightening our lives whispering ways, hold my hand, 
I want to be with you, up lift your soul in oh so many crazes. 
Hold you in my arms and remembering when our lives took us, 
Each to two separate places, what am I to do now? Eyes so clear, 
Pull your likeness... 
Closer to me now and cling to you at closed in spaces? 
Whisper in your ear that I have no grievances to spare, so come to me, 
Come to me now, I want you to be here, love me now, I have a life to share. 
The effects are rollin over our bodies, like it can’t decide, 
Caught in between here and taking you out to be the ride of your life. 


Details | Rhyme | |

What's Happening to Marriages Today

What’s Happening to Marriages Today?

I was listening to someone just the other day…
And I couldn’t believe what he had to say!

He had left his wife and children for another!
She was young enough to be his daughter!

Here they were, “in love” and holding hands!
Hoping to soon, get their “wedding bands!”

They were pretending that this was so “cool.”
Living now by their own “set of rules!”

How sick and disgusting this is getting to be!
Is this something that many can’t see?

God gave us Adam and Eve to become one.
To bear fruit through daughters and sons!

He gave us marriage as holy vows are made.
Not to march in an “adulterous parade!”

We are treading on very dangerous ground!
Faithfulness and commitment 
are scarcely found!

The very definition of marriage is changing!
As the family unit is always rearranging!

Our only hope is in Jesus!  And him alone!
Let’s promote his love! Into our hearts and home!

Let’s allow his love to be our heart’s glue!
And bring new meaning to the words; “I love you!”

May his love bind our hearts and lives together!
And remain faithful to each other forever!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Love's Facade

The bluest eyes, of the deepest seas,
those adorable dimples, entrance me.
Your stealthy charm, and vigorous hands,
awaken my body, on demand.

Torrential bliss, on a pleasing wave,
bodies entwined, your mouth I crave.
Warm passionate kisses in synch,
your scent and sweat I drink.

Lost senses in an abyss of passion,
stature so grand, masculinity I ration.
Teasing tongues deeply confined,
within a succulent coven of mind.

Steamy sways, as bodies are one,
the stars shine thru the zealous sun.
Sensuality soars, as limbs entwine,
your soft, strong lips are mine.

A creation so grand and humble,
every gaze into your eyes I stumble.
I wish love was all it proclaimed to be,
instead of this empty dark hole in me.


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me (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

You know what?
i am here so unclearlry
i love you so fiercely
that's all that I know

i'll get in trouble
loven you, you loven me
I am unashambled naked
You'll take me, won't you?

like this


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An Unforgiven Tune

Scanting, ranting, seething persona provides –
the confinement and hatred inside you hide.
Screaming, steaming, aggressive overtones –
provide a key witness of a relationship unknown.

Shivering, quivering, the innocent will crumble,
to a raving lunatic with a malicious mad stumble.
Convicted, addicted, to the same vindictive game,
this romance conceived within lies and shame.

Silently, violently, cursing the call of creation,
vowing to avenge this marital bond castration.
Pawing, gnawing, at an open bloody wound,
strumming, and humming life's unforgiving tune.


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''Death Has A Plan''

~The fade of your flesh.
~To never again caress.
~I mourn our intangible fate.
~Curse this inimical wait.
~Gasp,comes a glimpse of heavens' door.
~Entangled fingertips,they touch nevermore.
~Provocation brought truth to the whispering raven.
~Sending only a sign of your unforeseen haven.



~contest poem for ''LIFE,DEATH,AND BEYOND~
WRITTEN BY Kacey Greenlee
kaceymike29
sponsor~''Linda-Marie the sweetheart of P.S.~


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Tears of My Heart

if poop could be named anything what would you name it?  id name it bob and id make him sit on a log in a bog and say get out of here you hog that looks like fog from a bog thats near a log with bob sitting on it who attacked the wacking wackers with all his heart and shattered, he fell to the floor.  dont name your poop bob because then youll have tears in your heart.


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Little Red

Full Moon Brimming 
On A Hungry Wolf
Fire still burning 
Words are not enough

Red Riding Hood,
You stopped me where i stood.
The basket you held, looked so good,
I enticed...And you fell... 

In the woods... safe and sound
We could not believe what we had found
Me in denim... and you it lace

We understood, each other so very well
Full moon brimming over with light
Gazing into the eyes of the other

The twin to me, I did see, in You.
Be careful with my heart, my love.

My running shoes are unlaced for now,
So lean back and enjoy the ride.
Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow.

rlm


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do I? (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

you are
so in love
in love 
with me

i wonder
do  you know
i'm not the same
no not

look at what
you done 
you done did to me
made me too happy

i'm so happy 
i cain't do the same
i feel bad
make everyone mad

but i can't
I won't 
cuz I don't have to
do I?


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Broken Heart Street

Hopelessly lying, in a dying bed of depression,
miserably crying, while trying your confession.
Blackening walls, and halls of a fading youth,
Gruesomely calls, of gnaws towards the truth.

Fading beauty, so snooty to those content,
wailing a duty, sooty, those content dissent.
Towards a failing, unveiling of bloody torment,
concealing the name of shame, not so innocent.

So cheap, sinking deep, into a sea of emotion,
I weep, at the reap of sowing our lost devotion.
I shudder with stutter, at a marital decapitation,
you utter, like no other, at a romantic prostration.

A defile and vile odor is cast amongst the decay,
I smile in denial, as those lost lover’s betray.
Sinking deeply within, our sins have been fed,
doses of greed, they feed till all beauty is dead.

Take cover in the pain, remain emotionally numb.
Hide within the sin, wherein you succumb.
Tread the waste, and taste the defeat,
of a shattered, tattered passion down
on Broken Heart Street.


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Rev My Throttle

As last rose of summer opens wider
Night is drawing nigh, rose cutter in hand
The rose clipped in its best stage; placed in cider
Jar that was used up, cleaned_now it will stand

Jar of cider was enjoyed long ago
Remember that day on our honeymoon
You were so young with raven hair my beau
We found that road side stand that afternoon

Bought that jug of cider that was so cold
Refreshing after long ride around mountain
So eager for life that we would build_hold
Hold each other_life; wanting to obtain

I clip that rose_place in memory bottle
One memory revs my motor throttle


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What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


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The New Coolness

the new coolness
resting in the old swing
without him
gaining courage
to rake the leaves

the new coolness
without him by my side
looking ahead
facing challenges
expecting snow



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Sociopathic Love

 Sociopathic Love


Don't worry before He’s done with you; He‘ll ravage you
Not just physically but through his words both twisted and firm
If you could only accept that he decides when the game ends;
You'd realize an escape is just as much of an illusion as the man you think you know

Nothing can save you from this game
The lies will roll off his chameleon tongue as he reflects everything you've shown him
He’ll pour metaphors filled with an elusive pitch; deep inside the intimate spaces that fill your head

He'll patiently watch your every move
As you squirm with denial and try to claw your way past the anger
Just as you desperately try bargaining for release
He’ll watch you drowned in hopelessness, lost without the reflection you saw in him

It's a game you won't even realize you've been playing until he decides it's over
He'll know every piece of you by then
Especially the pieces he easily replaced well you were mesmerized in your own reflection
He’ll move on to his next prey soon and only then will you'll start to awaken
He thinks you'll never find all the pieces he planted; you'll never be whole without him 

As his eyes trace the contours of your acceptance
He’ll know at the precise moment he's broken you
As he watches your will bend pliantly to his
Making you just another possession he never really wanted
Then he’ll finally release you out of boredom
Leaving you lost without the mirror you helped him create
Wondering why the piece’s you're picking up won’t fit back together the way they once did

It’s then you’ll realize that he never knew how to love
He’s found his pleasure in the games he plays
Pleasure that calms the jealousy he holds against the emotions that he's unable to feel
Allowing him to walk away without remorse; leaving his victim in their darkest moment 
He's become bored with the people that surround him and confused by his own existence           To him love is only a game used to occupy time                                                               Whenever he decides the time is right it's simple

Game Over


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The Human Seasons: Elements At War and Peace, Part III

                                                                  3.

Wrapped close, in implacable, bitter embrace,
The winter grips the land and holds it immobile,
The cat upon its mouse.

Stripped bare and glazed with stony ice
Ashudder beneath a slatecloud sky
That drops its snow in a hush of crowding dimness,
A white leaden mantle
Is lain over empty fields, piling 'round the trunks of skeletal trees
Standing soberly and waving their bony branches in the frozen air
The twilight days light a world now comatose,
Drawn in against the cold and huddled like 
Some invalid giant shorn of all his strength,
Lying stretched half slain across the firmament
Gazing into nothing with a distant blank stare
As scattered carrion birds wheel against a wan canvas,
Waiting.

Those two in their little house circle 'round as well,
Moving without purpose through the events of their lives
As the cold outside seeps into the rooms
Invading their thoughts
To make them tremble
Shaken in the blindness of their desperation,
And though the fire blazes orange-warm in the hearth,
Defending this inside space from the day's deep gloom,
Autumnal sorrows have collected in the silence
And worn their hearts weary with cares,
And thus the spirit's wounds have festered and widened,
Filling with the poison of despair.

Soft sparks the glow of the fire makes in his tired eyes,
Reflecting wild fears that her love is lost;
They dance in his mind, stabbing with a pain
That knows no cure.

Long the time he just looks at her,
This life that chose to be with him always,
And he sees that
Whatever
The hurt that came between,
He cannot bear that she leave him 
Condemned to go on without her,
Alone.

Her thoughts for him are much the same,
Though she says it not.
Yet when at last he reaches out across the table
And takes her hand in his,
She looks up, and for one long moment
They two become the lone human pair
In all of space and time,
And in one another's moist crystalline gaze
They read a deep sweet tale 
In a language without words.

          Something melts,
                                       And something breaks

In that moment when she gently folds 
Her delicate fingers over his,
Looking down again with a schoolgirl smile
Spreading irresistable over her face.

Outside, in the blackness of the star-shot night,
Ice cracks
And waters run clear beneath the snow.


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Absorbing

I saw you today On this day I feel new No longer blue, or sad or any of those emotions I sometimes have There was some forgiveness, in your voice Those words danced on the lobes of my ears I was quiet too the moment absorbing Then the tears You said, I believe you


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Professional Divorcé

Lost in emotions
Two souls approaching new path
Bitterness adorned


Forgetting love, possibly they shared.
Reasoning on the fights, they had bared.
Manly disfiguring blow.
So possible you know.
Now departing, both no longer  paired.


Marriages four, divorced three times now in this life of mine.

If another comes my way, next lover shall be a glass of wine..




For
Sponsor (Destroyer ((Poet 
Contest Name ~DIVORCE CLUB~ 


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THE MAN WHO IGNORED HIS WIFE


THE MAN WHO IGNORED HIS WIFE


How could you do it dear, she cried
You think you’ll keep me satisfied
How could you quit a Wall Street job
To muck about with every slob
A rising star---you blaze a trail
You’d shuck it all to run a jail?

Oh, my sweet darling, then she quibbled 
You know I love you…. ear was nibbled….
A cold look flashed—he’d not be played
Now stunned by truth--- she was afraid

She had ployed sex, she had coyed tears--
Anger now surpassed her fears
She screamed at him and slapped him hard
He studied her with new regard
He saw himself a man alone
Threw on his jeans and grabbed his phone.
He viewed his love in raw new light
Slammed tight the door, and said Good Night.


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Our Perfect Father

our perfect Father
is in heaven--our earthly
fathers need his light


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Empty Embrace

She cries a monsoon of tears, 
tears cascading, tracing years,
years of witnessing such pain,
pain which constantly remains.

Torrential rains down pour hate,
hate seems to be her final fate, 
fate is now in his brutal hands,
hands weaving an evil so grand.

Spinning a violent web of deceit, 
deceit and a dishonorable defeat,
defeat carefully woven and spun,
spun fibers of promise are none.

She bellows and wails to be free,
free from this impending misery,
misery and agony have set a tone,
tone of darkness; forever alone.

The heavenly stars shine overhead,
overhead they reflect love instead,
instead of darkness, light they beam,
beam bliss into her nightly dreams.

Warming soul, she’s always alone,
alone to face a fear of the unknown,
unknown what the stars will erase,
erase the years of an empty embrace.


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The Day of Infamy

I can't imagine what goes through a girls mind,
As she lives grows and encounters the blues,
Looking for prince charming in the nick of time,
To carry her off on a journey that begins with two.

Most guys I know tremble at the thoughts of getting married,
They run hide say not for sale and crack other jokes for fun,
Guys think ball chain hang us now or let me be buried,
However with smitten heart they come with eyes fixed on one.

The day comes which the two have planned at last,
It seemed like forever this moment to arrive,
Hand in hand giving rings and vows shall they cast,
The Lord over them teaching them how to thrive.

Next stop vacation fun and the honey moon suite,
Then lessons of how to live together and pet peeves will spawn,
Moving on in their future we hear the pitter patter of little feet,
A home the lady will keep tidy while the man cuts the lawn.

Years will pass by and changes shall take place,
Children now grown and ready to leave the nest,
But the two remain in tact thankful for each other and new space,
Knowing it was God who helped them excel and pass each test.


Hebrews 13:4a - "Marriage is honourable in all,..."


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Uninhibited

Uninhibited, I look within
And see what thoughts are freely brought
My introspection warrants new delight.
And unreservedly explores my hopes.
While, past mistakes and tragedies condemn,
The future with all newness shining –
Radiates.  Redeems.  Enriches.
Murmurings and ridicules have fled.
Alone, I walked unto that golden door.
And there you were to comfort every pain.
Thus, you and God together took the reigns.
First God, who made salvations greatest plan
Then you, who introduced my heart to love,
You, who walks always beside me on this land,
You who lifted up my weary heart,
Yes, you, who with me honors God along our way.
My husband, your soul is forever bound to me.
We two: uplifting, healing, growing, and kneeling.
Honest, caring, sharing, living…
Uninhibited, together…you and me –

© February 24, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: free verse ~POEM 
Sponsor: Destroyer ~ Poet


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A Circle of Promises

Resting upon my outstretched hand
lies what was once
a circle of promises never ending
given as a symbol of love
spoken and unspoken
now just a circle of heartache(s)
this too never ending...
or so it seems.
Two people,
once possessed of this band
vowed for eternity
to travel together as one
a promise soon broken
rendering forever
one again into two.
That which long ago radiated
a warmth felt only
by those it encircled
its luster now dulled by time
lies cold upon my hand
with only my memories 
to hold it there.
I wrap it once more 
within tissue yellowed by time
and return it to my box
of gone but not forgotten memories.


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Unbeknownst

I float 
above it all 
my eyes closed
my heart wide open
fingers crossed
breathing slow.

Calmly I try not to
get immersed in you.

your aura surrounds me 
just like purfume
and it's far too personal 
for me at least.  
I'd give anything for
this urge to cease. 

It's calling to me 
and even the bees 
can sense your honey
they flock to you like 
congress men to money.

I even tried plugging up my noes
and standing on my tippy toes 
so that I wouldn't fall unbeknownst.

But you, look what you do to me. 
I counted to ten and damn it all till
infinity. Can't you see what loving 
you does to me?


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The Obligation

Wedding band binding
Constricting Obligating
Love bands holds uplifts


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In My Bedroom Walls

A place for a myriad of pastimes
From bliss to despair
The pictures that hang here have a luminous glow from the rays that shine from 
the sun
Sometimes I stare at the them wishing I could escape into the picturesque 
setting where I am free from all my demons

My bedroom walls
Where my secrets lie 
They see my sins
They hear my cries
Just one more place
Where my dreams have died

Ghosts from my past
Awaken me at night
I hear the howling
Of the wolves that lay in wait to tear my flesh
They violate sacred grounds
Like vultures they feed off me until all that is left is bones

If these walls could speak what would they say?
Would they scream my confidences like Banshees and give their mistress away?
Or will they remain silent? 
Mysterious chamber of slumber where both romance and horror have performed
Where I keep myself hidden
Only they have the key to unlock the truth bestowing serenity on my soul
These bedroom walls don't crucify me for my wicked transgressions
In my bedroom walls I don't have to masquerade or put on a costume to conceal 
my imperfections
In these bedroom walls I am free to be me


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Abyss

When I needed you the most - you disappeared.......crawling into the vast belly of this dark, cruel, prosperous world.....leaving me alone to face the darkness and despair, forcing me to find my own light, while you wallowed in your own defeat and misery. But yet I survived, and thrived and surmised it was coming. You will always be a coward who walks the path of convenience and suffers silently for choices you regret. Forever regret, serving yourself a vicious serving of self-loathing daily. One day the darkness will succumb to the light, and the beams will shine upon your old, weak and weary face – but I won’t be there to share the warmth, nor will I celebrate the birth, I will remain distant and far………forever remembering your abandonment…..and forever will I not look your way; this stranger who now surfaced from the darkness, only to find himself sinking back into his dark abyss of loneliness and lost dreams.


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Legal Tender of Getting Old

Legal Tender of Getting Old 

If tears were coins I'd be a rich man… 
If sadness was time I'd live forever… 
If I only knew what to do to make it better… 
I would do it in a heartbeat. 


But, no answers are easy when feelings crash around you… 
And the Sun does not shine in the heavens above… 
if only I could see…if only I could find a way…if only I knew… 
How do you say goodbye when there is no love? 


To only be me myself alone … again… 
decisions are frightening and shaky to behold… 
But change is needed for me to stay sane… 
all the while we continue to grow old. 



RLM 
'05


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inspiration kanye west say u will

Don't say u will
If it ain't for real
True n wise words
How its looking is done the word
U gotta be blind to change it around
Or guilty
Yeah u hurting
Look at me 
Isn't this the embodiment of perfect
Living in these streets
Hardly uffing eat
Send messages ur way becuz u r on my brain
Holding myself together alone n lust is restrained
U need some time for urself......so make his bs go away
I am paying restitution for the past abuse n
Lack of love proved
I left the house even tho u telling me it ain't true
But I still feel I did it to u
Pull Tue uffing trigger Edward......boom
......I need a friend ......Peace


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For My Husband

I love you for being my husband.
I thank you for all your love.
I thank you for being there,
A special person sent from above.
I thank God for sending you to me,
For giving me a life with you.
And our children he entrusted me.
Your acceptance, guidance and care,
Given so unconditionally.
Together with my love and certainty,
Give us so much to share.
I feel a special bond not there before.
It gets stronger every day.
Making within me such awesome happiness,
My heart longs to soar.
I know that I am not always perfectly undoubting.
We both have our failures and imperfections.
I think, however, our short comings and trials
 Build between us stronger connections.
I believe that God has brought us together,
Because each has a lot to offer the other.
You, as the father and husband,
And me, as the wife and mother.

                                                                    Summer Gratias


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No, No, No

Mary, Mary, quite contrary said no too many times.
The boyfriend did cry foul, and left her standing in her prime.
But that’s OK I tell you, he wasn’t the right man to make a team.
And she was looking for true love, that illusive, lovely dream.

The important thing to remember is what this means to you.
Waiting can make sure that true love, is really, really true.



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LOST AND FOUND

To lose one’s faith is such a great disaster.
Life falls apart, disintegrates, and dies.
Climb back again. We have an amazing Master.

A man I know lost faith, and his life’s design.
He gave up hope, and took to pity’s resign.
To lose one’s faith is such a great disaster.

He broke a heart, a marriage, and kept the kids
But shredded them too, for lack of vision’s skids.
Climb back again.  We have and amazing Master.

His wife forgot her passion for truth’s wild fire,
And wandered, lost, into world’s framed by desire.
To lose one’s faith is such a great disaster.

But God was on her case.  He never left her,
And brought her longing heart within His spur.
She climbed back again to her amazing Master.

The tale goes on, for the children need to know
Why father’s fall had made them suffer so, 
Why losing faith is such a great disaster.
Climb back again.  We’ve such an amazing Master.


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Cover Me

Whilst I wither, as you wear me down,
There’ll come a day I will sport no frown.
I’ll dance for life; the trumpets will sound,
You’ll see in death that I’m still around.

Whilst you whistle, and sing this tune,
I’ll rise again, your hatred did not ruin,
the life in me, that did expire too soon,
blood you spilled, shadows the moon.

Crimson shades devour a precious time,
two hearts in synch within a lovers rhyme.
Casting adornment we continued to climb,
a wretched torn cord of blood and grime.

Whilst you wander, in search of your way,
I’ve battled and struggled, alone I stay.
The darkness it dwells, teasing its prey,
taunting my strength, this darkness I obey.

I kneel before him; he’s gained my trust,
this dark, blackened heart tis’ near a bust.
When this darkness to you seems unjust,
please cover me with love before I turn to dust.


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Retire And Be My Love

Come along retire, travel with me
Be my love in places we've not seen
We'll travel around the  world our home
Roaming those valleys and mountains tall 

Our love won't wane only grow__untame
We will have all our pleasures anew
Every moment treasure  other
Whilst each day brings us new sunrises

Each one more glorious__ exciting
If these pleasures seem your heart  to move
Come be my love in our latter life
In passage  over the ocean blue

We'll travel see the world anew__dream
Dreams that our imagination schemes


(Parody of "The Passionate Shephard To His Love" by Christopher Marlowe (1564-
1593) for Dr. Ram's contest.)


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RESIGNATION

HERE'S MY TWO WEEK RESINGATION
WITHOUT RESERVATION.I RESIGN
FROM THIS POSITION OF HELPLESSNESS.
THIS POSITON HAS CONDITION ME
TO GROW A BACKBONE MADE OF STAIN-
LESS STEEL. TO STAND UP YOU;
LOOKING STRAIGHT IN THE EYES TO
ANNOUNCE I'M MOVING OUT. HERE'S
YOUR KEYS TO THE BEAMER AND LEXIS.

I PURCHASE A CAR WITHOUT PAYMENTS.
I GOT A PLACE OF MY OWN. YOU'RE
TO BUSY CHASING MONEY.YOU FORGOT
ABOUT ME.GREED REPLACE YOUR WIFE 
AND BEST FRIEND.YOU DESIRED THE 
MATERIAL THINGS.I DEMANDED THE LOVE
OF MY HUSBAND. YOU CONTINUE TO
FILL THIS MANSION WITH MORE AND 
MORE MATERIALISTIC THINGS.

THESE THINGS HAVE BECOME YOUR
GOD THAT YOU HONOR AND WORSHIP.
YOU'RE A SLAVE TO ALL THESE 
THINGS ;THAT WILL SOON CORRODE 
AND FADE AWAY.

TRYING TO FILL A VOID AND PACIFY
YOUR HURTS WITH THESE MATERIALISTIC
THINGS.THESE THINGS DID NOT BRING
HAPPINESS OR GIVE YOU THE PEACE
THAT YOU CRAVE FOR.YOUR PRIORITIES
ARE SO TWISTED BECAUSE OF THESE
MATERIALISTIC THINGS.............
 
  


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With The Naked Eye

man gives a woman
a kiss and a once-over
without his glasses.
he kisses her again and 
says, "i love you as you are."


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My Hero

Everyone has a personal hero,
they look up to and adore.
Firefighters, Police Officers
even comic character galore!

Look at our Doctors and Nurses,
who selflessly save our lives.
Or at the unselfish husbands,
who idolize their beautiful wives.

What of our Social Workers who
help children who are in need.
And our wonderful teachers,
who help our children to succeed.

The world has so many heroes,
all worthy of their title indeed.
My hero is the American Soldier,
who ensures that we all are free.

He doesn’t ask for much, nor does
he require a throne to sit upon.
Just an ounce of true appreciation,
is all he needs to bravely carry on.

My hero will fight for causes that
we as some Americans see wrong.
My hero will go away from home,
to a place where he doesn’t belong.

He doesn’t do this for fame or money,
or for a promotional value to obtain.
He does it for this great nation and
all of us dwelling within this domain.

So you see my hero may not be classy,
or wear a tailored suit for all to see.
My hero is loyal and dedicated so all
of us will remain forever FREE!!!!


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Like it's given to be

How do the girls talk, of boys in the bushes and stones in their pockets
How do the boys stalk, to thinking that girls are dreaming of nothing but lockets,
for keeping inescapable kisses trapped in a hope

And why do the ladies say, that helpless are husbands when wells run dry
And why do the men cry, though tough as the night, when the daylight dims the eye
	till work is rest and boredom besets…

Like it's given to be
Just a fall, just blood blotting from a scrape on the knee
So watch it go brown
And watch it go down
To rise like a star, a little forgotten scar in the memory

I heard the lonely yell, "I once was quiet, and I had a truth, but nothing means nothing when something breaks in the laugh!"
You can't change in the traffic lights, you can't change a tune or even a melody
without breaking a song
So I'll get it wrong and she'll see me naked as naked can be
Lit by the sun in the contempt of modern antiquities

Like it's given to be
Just a fall, just blood blotting from a scrape on the knee
So watch it go brown
And watch it go down
To rise like a star, a little forgotten scar in the memory

Now how would you say, dappled in ideas
That ruins aren't buried under buildings so tall
And now how would you say, given the seas
You can't wash the sin from the salt in your mouth, you call...

"That's it's given to be for you and not me, to rise like a star, with little forgotten scars in your memory."


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I am Man


When those words are spoken, written, to be a man or not,
Buzz says the bee, to discover what is he?
When the vortex of brains come calling all to reveal plots,
On dripping lips with open mouths that are caves of echoes, opened with skeleton 
keys,
The makeup of a man with gray and white matter speaking to him,
Seats of consciousness much more grandeur than the largest auditorium,
Fleshy pods of minds, bodies, and souls, that are glass snakes with broken penis 
limbs,
Regeneration of anger, hate, sorrow, despair, and love trapped in the hearts 
sunless atrium,
Driving on streets with war bonnets making exchanges with Julius Cesear in the 
passenger seat,
Boxing wrongs reminding us that we are men, and men we are,
Love letters from Sappho, slapping vulnerability, and veneered with eroticized heat,
Ermine men with life lessons spitting out the memories of nightmares,
Graveyards of bones with worm infested skulls, and dreams at rest,
 To be a man in life, to be a man in death, here, and there, he must live or die the 
noblest. 


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I am just His Wife

Although I have his heart,
She courses through his veins.
She is his first love.
How can I compete?
How can I compare to the woman,
who stole his life?
I am his wife,
but my Love's obsessed with another.
He's sick without her.
I am just his wife.
How could I hope to compare,
with the woman who gives him
such a miserable life?
I am just his wife


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My Defense

I have a secret, I cannot let you know.
I’m sorry I lied; I DON’T want you to go.
Those cruel words were not how I feel,
just a defense to forget what was real.

Portraying I’m strong, with a will to thrive,
yet without you I’m lost, I don’t feel alive.
Words hurt worse than punches thrown.
I’m out of control in this vicious cyclone.

So many times, you let me off the hook,
for my malicious outbursts and nasty looks.
I’ve used my disease as an excuse to abuse.
Flying amidst this mania, recourse I refuse.

The patience you bear, is reflective enough,
as is your wisdom, still my heart is so rough.
I want to open up and bear my entire soul,
I’m afraid all you’ll see is a shallow, empty hole.

I know it was never you that gave up on us,
it was this woman you married, me in disgust.
If I could repair my mind and fix the wrongs,
I’d say you’re at home, where you belong.

But we both know the truth, I’m a lost cause.
I prey on your weaknesses and all your flaws.
I’ll take full responsibility for all that I am…….
And remember our love, was my biggest sham….


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Bloody Ties

I steal, what I feel, make no mistake –
I charm, without alarm, to covet what I take.
I hide what’s inside, to abide what’s at stake.
I lie, and will deny, any wrongdoings I make.

You use and abuse your way through this life.
You cheat and defeat those plagued with strife.
You fail, and impale, those closest to your heart.
You wallow in the shallow, shredding ties apart.

We fret over the net, which safety has vanished.
We wail at the stale courtship now banished.
We hurt as we flirt our disaster, daily we plummet.
We trek through the wreck reaching death’s summit.

They say we’re astray, and our minds are broken.
They wonder, why blunder, a mirage of unspoken.
They chatter about clatter, with prejudice abound.
They sneer and they leer, that together we astound.

I’ll take the bane, and disdain and try to explain.
I’ll take the lies, masked in disguise and abstain.
I’ll take the tears, through the years and constrain.
For I made my bed, built of crimson nails and black lead,
and forever in my heart will you remain.


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TAKING ...APPLICATIONS....

SEARCHING FO A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:NO INFANTS UNDER THE AGE OF 25.
BRING TWO FORMS OF I.D. AND A SOCIAL
SECURITY CARD.AND YES I'M CONDUCTING
A FULL BACKGROUND CHECK... SORRY IF
I OFFENDED ANY.......

SEACHING FOR A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:LOG ON AND READ THE INSTRUCTIONS 
CAREFULLY .IF YOU CAN'T READ THEN DON'T
WASTE YOUR TIME OR MINE.

SERCHING FOR A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:JOB STABILITY IS A MUST. SOUL SISTA
DESIRES TO KNOW A BROTHER CAN HOLD IT DOWN.
NOT ONLY PHYSICALLY BUT FINANCIALLY.....

SEARCHING FOR A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:CHARACTER CHECK IS NECESSARY. I
PREFER A MAN OF QUALITY AND SUBSTANCE.
CHEATERS NEED NOT APPLY UNLESS YOU'RE
REFORMED.MEN THAT ARE FILLED WITH EXCUSES
SAVE YOUR DRAMA FOR THE MAURY POVICH SHOW.

SERCHING FOR A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN 
PLEASE:LIST YOUR PLACE OF RESIDENCE OH!
I APOLOGIZE NOT YOUR MOMMA'S HOUSE. I
MEAN THE PLACE WHERE YOU PAY RENT.

SERCHING FOR A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:LIST 10 REFERENCES THIS PART 
WOULD INCLUDE YOUR BABIES MOMMA'S, AND
ANY CHILD SUPPORT ISSUES.THIS PART WOULD
EXCLUDE FORMER PRISON INMATES.

SERCHING FOR A SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:I NEED CONTACTS WITH WORKING
TELEPHONE NUMBERS. I HAD SOME PROBLEMS
WITH CELL PHONE DICONNECTS DUE TO NON-PAYMENT.

SERCHING FOR SOULMATE INQUIRE WITHIN
PLEASE:LAST BUT LEAST LIST AND EXPLAIN
THE RELATIONSHIP YOU HAVE WITH .......
JESUS CHRIST, AND ARE YOU COMMITED TO
SERVING HIM.A FAMILY THAT PRAYS TOGETHER
STAYS TOGETHER.I NEED A EQUALLY YOKED
RELATIONSHIP...........................

TAKING APPLICATIONS INQUIRE WITHIN ......


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God's Plan for Marriage


There’s a truth that remains since 
the beginning of time.
God created man and woman, 
 with marriage in mind.

From the dust of the ground,
Adam was formed.
From his side came Eve.  A new life was “born!”

God’s design for marriage became 
very evident and clear…
If not for Adam and Eve,
 none of us would be here!

Marriage is a blessing from God.  
A gift from God above.
A man and a woman come together
 as an expression of their love.

Anything different than one man 
and woman is perverted.
This is a lie from our culture that
 is trying to be “inserted.”

God gave us all a natural love 
with a strong ambition.
To come as a husband and wife 
is a God given intention!

Read from the books of Genesis
 thru Revelation…
God’s idea of marriage is
 for any person or nation.

Many can try to change what God
 has already designed.
It’s no wonder why so many have 
“confused” minds.

Let’s come back to God and
 trust him with our life!
The one who set up marriage as; 
“one husband and one wife!”

By Jim Pemberton


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Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before

Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before! Marriage is under attack… And it’s because… So many people have trampled “God’s set of laws…” What once was ordained as “God’s order of unity…” Has often resulted in so much “infidelity…” The God given covenant between a woman and a man… Is so distorted… How can one truly understand? All the way from Genesis to Revelation… God made it clear from the time of creation… It was Adam and Eve from the very start… As Eve was formed from a rib… Close to Adam’s heart. They were joined together by their God above… Being a symbol of his creation and never-ending love This same God is the redeemer of your very soul… It’s only in him that you can be complete and whole! You are invited to join the marriage supper of the lamb… Christ is the bridegroom and is waiting for your hand! Won’t you accept God’s proposal he offers to you? He’s given the invitation… What will you do? He’s coming for a bride who’s sins are washed away! Won’t you accept his proposal of love… Today? He remains faithful… And forever true! And has already said the words; “I DO!” By Jim Pemberton


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how my illness affects my relationships

Ok im in love
been with a man for a year
who has swept me off my feet
I have been diagnosed
witha schitso effective mood disorder
i also am a recovering drug addict

Paranoia?
fear of your lover being your hitman
and then asking him how much the government is paying him
to make love to you
and not cringe
as you look for how the pieces fit
and his reasons of being in your life for the worst possible case sceraio
whem maybe just maybe
he is in love with you
for being kind hearted and generous
and sensitive
and creative

always wondering if hes cheating
always missing him
always keeping these things in the forefront of your mind
where were you?
with who?
why did that take soo long?
I know you say you love me.......
but
does anyone truly trust anyone that much to believe in love?

A guilty conscience from a drug addiction
due to meeting people who want to hook up
to use them for drugs
and then leave
this is called being a player
so basicaly if he was a cheater i would have drove him to it

In the end the result is
i want him to be happy
and the question is
how did i get soo screwed up
mental illness
paranoia
wondering why everyone is soo happy while your confused
putting pieces together to a mystery that may or may not be there
wondering even if you were a good detective and you did solve the crime
would you do anything anyway?
or just stay where you felt safe in the comfort of the nightmare of all the lies
that you proved to yourself were right

fight or flight?


In the end i always choose love
now love is a weapon
feeling seduced
and not soo well
question upon question of whats the worst that could happen as everything 
seems to blow up in your face


hopwever life continually proving you wrong
and people showing you again and again
they are your safe place and rock
even if you question it from time to time
has been reality babysitting me
and a saving grace
as my illness keeps me on my toes
and challenges me and my lover from day to day
and i wonder
how he can see through all my walls to the beauty i know i hold
and tell me about it
and make me feel so great


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Sharing a Bed

As newlyweds, our mattress, Full,
Of which we both were fond,
Was perfect for its coziness,
Just like a little pond.

As years went by, we longed for space,
Our sleeping lives at stake.
We traded Full for Queen and so
Our pond became a lake.

But many nights I wake to find 
I’m clinging to the shore.
No matter how much room there is,
My husband’s wanting more.

A bigger mattress might appear
To be a prudent notion,
But I prefer a Queen-sized lake
To any King-sized ocean.

I’ll stick with Queen, but wish my spouse
Would give in just a little
And let me dive into my dreams
And slumber in the middle!


Details | I do not know? | |

None Better Than You

sensually sliding, rhythmically pounding
erotically echoing our hearts
senses stretching, raw passion mounding
impassioned lovers playing their parts

our bodies moving in perfect time
our hearts melting together in the heat
sinew and limbs twisted rhymes
each striving to make the other complete.

Laying together in each other's embrace
panting breathy kisses shared
this feeling we could not replace
our hearts and souls bared

rlm '09


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God's Definition of Marriage


God designed marriage as the real thing!
Anything less, is what a counterfeit brings!

His concept of one man and woman is very real.
He’s not interested in bowing to “man’s appeal.”

His court of justice rings very loud and clear!
The truth of his word shall NEVER disappear!

You can look in Genesis and it is found!
He created Adam from the dust of the ground!

He designed Eve from one of his ribs!
They were joined together as  both lived!

He didn’t need a constitution to know “their rights.”
He gave them HIS WORD as their guiding light!

Satan has been trying to pervert what God created!
This is a truth.  And need not be debated!

We have cheapened the value of the marriage institution!
And have added needless 
chaos and confusion!

Through the Bible, one husband and wife are taught!
Unless you want to live in Sodom, as did Lot!

Ungodly perversions take many forms and kinds.
And it soon piles up garbage into our minds!

“What God has put together.” 
 “Let no man put asunder.!”
Many ideas of “marriage,” is a total blunder!

One man and one woman is what God ordained in Eden.
It was Adam and Eve.  
Not Adam and Steven!

The choices in life are yours!  And yours alone!
Who is going to be the Lord, of your heart and home?

By Jim Pemberton  


Details | Light Poetry | |

Bella

Bella
She came like a wind like a hurricane
But this hurricane bought life in my world
This  hurricane got light in darkness
It wasn’t none like the other we see
It bought me happiness
Once again a reason to live for
The courage to dream for
The passion to love for
That hurricane was Bella
My bella my very own Bella
Sukis bella no matter how hard I try to or what I say 
I could never tell her the depth of my love for her 
She is the very reaon I write this
She is the very reason I had waited all my life to be with
My bella no matter what the world may say or any one else may say
Nothing could ever change what we have no one could even imagine what we have 
What we share is a pure blessing from the heaven above.
The feeling of true unbarred love the will to put everythin on the line for each other
Is a bond we share and we would share through out until the end ignoring what others have 
to say
This is to my Bella my dear sweet caring Bella 
The Bella I love with all my heart and shes is the one I shall protect until I shall fall.


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Rough Times

My husband left this life last year
Just two and a half months later
My sweet brother passed away
My best friend's husband also died

My son-in-law left my daughter
I lost my job without just cause
Two disks in my back folded
Two contractors ripped me off

My oldest brother went to jail
My sister was arrested, as well
My favorite brother was fired
From his job for working too much

I found a guy who told me lies
So I left him for another
Now, he's unable to say those things 
That I am really needing to hear

My step-grandaughter had to go
Home to live with her mother
My daughter has taken a driving job 
I will be alone for the first time ever

Now as this year winds to a close
These eighteen months that I've survived
Were harder than any other
That I have ever had to endure

Thought I couldn't make it
Thought I just might die
Felt so heartbroken 
I cried and cried

Looking back, I now can see
The strength it took to make it
Thank you Lord for being there
And for helping me to take it 



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Vexing High

I’m caught in the midst of a dream I reside –
tumbling lovers tempting romance with pride.
Twisting and thrusting, to and fro with hate –
stumbling over a beautiful destiny and fate.

Creeping and crawling through shards of hope –
resisting the tension on a loveless, tight rope.
Shuddering in solitude, and mentally numb –
oblivious to the breakdown of who I’ve become.

Teasing and taunting, the years of lost time –
mocking their innocence with words and rhyme.
Insulting their integrity, of wrong over right –
disregarding true feelings, absconding the night.

Searching the wreckage, down high and up low –
for bits of true love and familiar pieces I know.
Vexing in torment, and accepting thy defeat –
of an unspeakable romantic tale of deceit.


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Setting up House

I met a woman, fell in love
She was a gift from above
Soon she became my spouse
We gathered things and set up house.

Some things were new without a flaw
Some were hand me downs from Ma and Paw
For some we saved nickels in a can
Some were bought on the installment plan.

Children came – a total of four
Two boys – two girls- no need for more
We managed to provide room and board
Did the best we could afford.

We moved around from house to house
On an adventure – me and my spouse
Gathering things to which we would cling
But we rarely got rid of anything.

Tables, chairs, couches, and beds
Cabinets and shelves taller than our heads
Mugs, pictures, and bells we did collect
Mementoes and heirlooms on which to reflect.

A man gathers a lot in over fifty years
And remembers many of them with tears
Many a thing still fills my house
But it’s not a home without my spouse.

She has a room in a retirement home
Care is provided and she cannot roam
I dreamed one day we would be old timers
But I never figured on Alzheimer’s.

Now I have a house full of stuff
Too many things - more than enough
The time has come to downsize
To an apartment in the high rise.

My children came one by one
Went through my stuff until they were done
One takes this and another takes that
And managed to do so without a spat.

Giving things away is a lonely task
My irritability I cannot mask
Gathering things with my spouse
Was more fun than cleaning out house.



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Nobody Home

I don't sit home waiting for love to come call,
though I'm spending all my time alone;
the next time I hear love knock on my heart,
if it's you, there's nobody home.

When I answered the knock to admit you,
I didn't know what was in store;
you cheated and hurt me, then broke my heart,
if you knock, I'm not home anymore.

When you left I reached the conclusion,
that no-one at all in my life;
was better for me in the long run,
than being a cheating mans wife.

So don't come knocking again at my heart,
thinking I'll let you come home;
you better believe when I tell you,
if it's you, there's nobody home.


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Two Heads Are Better Than One

A modern day scenario of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.  It’s after dinner and Eve 
has washed the dishes while Adam's disappeared to the den…communication is minimal...the 
boys are off somewhere..everybody's doing "their thing".  The old serpent..he's got all his bases covered - the internet,  so many distractions..total disconnect, no communication...he's 
thinking: 'O, this is easy! Divide the family and conquer!'...He's got it going..or so he thinks..but he forgets that he doesn't hold the "Ace" card.   All this is temporary!

“Adam, are you listening to me?” How’s the budget coming on?”
“We have to have a budget in place so life can be manageable.”
“No, not later, not tomorrow, honey!” 
“Tomorrow’s too far in the future for this to wait.”
“Oh! What’s that you said?”
“Did I hear you right?”
“I should make a budget, that whatever I do is fine by you?”
“Babe, let’s work on it together. Here, I’ve got all we need to start.”
“Oh, you’re too busy, right now?”
“Ok, I’ll do it, then.”

“Adam, where are the boys?”
“Have you seen them today?”
“What are you doing?”
“Shouldn’t you be out there with them?”
“I can’t be running things around here and watching the boys, too.”
“Someone has to keep an eye on them; see what they’re up to.”
“Are you listening to me?”
“No, I’m not nagging..”
“I’m just gently reminding you that what’s left undone today,
Will come back tomorrow and bite you in the butt!”

Soon, Cain murdered Abel......

"Adam, now that Cain has killed Abel, we have..nothing"
"No need for me to stay around here"
"Good bye" 

Another lesson for mankind, but will we ever learn
That two heads are better than one?
Without balance nothing works as it should!

*To Any Present day Adam totally disconnected from family

*For Deborah Guzzi's "Eve in the Garden of Eden" Contest


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Soul Crusher

You turned me into this, my soul now an abyss, cold, dark, nothing, where love no longer resides there's nothing left to hide. All the times I cried, killed me slowly; my heart just died. "Just a feeling, you'll get over it" Just a fleeting insignificant moment. You've beaten me down, but a stronger me has emerged. No longer is my soul submerged by who or what you want me to be I am me and I WILL be free! of you and your soul crushing ways.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Hurt so much

You left me standing there
With out a word to say
You get in his car 
And I watch him drive away

You hurt me so much
And I just stood there in the rain
Grinded me teeth
And just took the pain

Now you tell me sorry
And how you miss my touch
But how can I forgive you
When it still hurts so much

No only did she leave
But she rubbed it in my face
While I was at work
She would bring him in my place

Never forget the way he smile
Looking at me with his evil eyes
Thinking what a fool I was
Not to see her cheating lies

Now she stands in front me
Like a broken tram missions clutch
But how can forgive her
When it hurts so much

What goes around, comes around
My grand mother use to say
They left me a broken man
Now look who’s crying today

A man will use a woman
Just to cause her husband pain
But when she leave home for him
Then there is no excitement again

So he will leave her now
And move on to his next victim
Then she will call her husband
Saying she sorry and she miss him

But who laughs last 
Laughs the best
And the karma
Will take care of the rest

Now she stands in front my door
Say she wants to relight the torch
But how can I forgive
When it hurts so much

Many nights I cry alone 
Thinking of him getting your touch
So tell me how I can forgive
When it hurts so much


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You're Gone

Screaming to be free
Detesting all of me
Wishing you were here
Drowning in my fears
Crying to be whole
Loathing your new goals
Fighting to survive
Longing to feel alive
Struggling with this fate
Trying not to hate
Smothering all this pain
Explosive once again
Combating this new plot
Hoping I’ll get caught
Probing feelings naught
Tasting hateful lots
Pleading for your help
Banish hurtful yelps
Dejecting the unknown
I’m tired of being alone


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THE QUEEN OF MY LIFE

Omofolabode MAKEs ME PROUD
Than anything I ever could achieved,
Seem to be so small since she arrived.
Angel winds an angelical formation.

Breathing seems so hard to do,
Suddenly, the promise of love has gone.
Omofolabode, I now understand
The time we made love together.

Why do I love you like I do?
You should have told me
Like a sunrise, like a rainfall
You make me feel funny

When you come around.
What I find out is joy.
She makes me feel happy
Like velvet to my skin

And I often wonder why?
Someone as flowed as I
Deserve to be as happy as
She makes me
To long for omofolabode
The queen of my life.


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This Past Year


I think about this past year... It “came and went…” I wonder that kind of life have I really spent? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man… “I had the world in the palm of my hand.” I had many goals, ambitions and dreams. I wanted to enjoy life and do so many things. Looking back on time and how quickly it’s gone by. I gaze up into the beauty of the stars in the sky. As I get older and think about another “resolution.” I find myself with another problem with no “solution.” I think about a God... Who made all of this a possibility! He’s offered to me love, hope and tranquility! I’m going to make a new commitment this January 1st. No matter if things get better… Or things get worse… I’m going to give my life and family to God above. And ask him to bless our home with his mercy and love. I’m going to try to live for him the best way I know. And seek his blessings wherever I may go! I’m going to give to God a love and strong commitment. It’s only in him where I’ll find true fulfillment! There’s an important fact, I shall always remember… God is with me from January thru December! He will be there to guide each step that is taken! With him in my life… I’m never alone or forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


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Can God Find You Faithful

Can God Find You Faithful?

I once knew a man had made
up his mind.
He left his wife and children behind!

He met someone who “captured his heart.”
This was a deception 
from the very start!

His wife gave God and their kids
her love and attention...
But her husband went
Into another direction!

  They went to church...
 And did their "Sunday best."
How could this 
 turn into such a mess?

Temptation can happen to anyone!. 
Whether rich or poor.
Be careful what you allow to
 enter your heart's door.

Regardless of whether you've been
 married for a lot of years..."
One shameful act can bring
 heartache and tears!

The love that’s been given...
  Let no one take away!
No matter what others think...
 Or what they might say.

Stay true to God!  You'll be 
glad you did!
His love and joy will bless you
 each day you live!

Jesus will never forsake you!
Or leave you alone!
Allow HIM to bring peace and
 restore your home!

By Jim Pemberton


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Aborted Babies


Aborted Babies…

Innocent life is being murdered each day.
While our courts say that it’s legal and “o.k.”

Women getting pregnant and maybe don’t understand.
The tragedy that’s happening all over this land!

Is this really something that many people have willed?
To have the unborn to be 
“torn apart and killed?”

Many are told abortion is the “best thing to do.”
But not knowing who else to turn to.

Government pretends to have an answer for this.
But it’s just turning into one huge mess!

Read the Bible and you will come to know.
The God who created you… 
Loves you so!

Jesus knew you in the womb!  
Your hair color and name!
He saw your body when out of your
 mother you came!

He saw your little heart the first time it beat!
And saw your mother the first time
 she tickled your feet!

There is never one unwanted person on God’s list!
You are precious to him…  
And are never missed!

He knows each life and every heart that’s beating!
And brings purpose, love and
 a TRUE meaning!

BY Jim Pemberton


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his scarf

their park, their bench
was serenely quiet
leaves playfully danced
as pigeons quickly took flight.

he caressed the colourful scarf
she had knitted with love and care
he wept tears of remembrance; 
her smile, her joy, the scent of her hair.

a chilly breeze made him shiver
he held tightly his scarf,
wrapped it around his lips
he inhaled deeply; breathing her in.

with steaming cups of coffee
a paper bag of gooey cinnamon buns
they had laid out the sunday crosswords
debated and laughed; they were truly one.

tummies full, cheeks a rosy glow
she lay her head on his lap
gazed into his clear blue eyes,
he kissed her forehead, held softly her hand.

this was their time, their park, their bench
he beamed recalling, the day she chose him.
she raced him uphill to the gorgeous oak tree,
they rolled down the hill; laughing aloud.

he rose from their bench, 
lured by the gorgeous oak tree
fought back tears, as he slid down the trunk,
knees to his chest; fingers wrapped in his scarf.

he read what they etched only a few days ago,
hers read "you are my oak, forever you are my love"
his read "my scarf is your heart; you are my soul"
he kissed the etchings; cheeks streaming tears.

glancing down at their bench he froze, watching;
a young couple with steaming cups of coffee
gooey cinnamon buns peeking through a paper bag,
he rolled down the hill; his scarf,her spirt,in hand.

pulling carefully a piece of fringe from his scarf
he carefully placed it in the young man's hand
smiling, he watched them hold one another close;
in their park, on their bench,now; a new love bloomed

she forever lives in him, their park, their bench
the etchings, her laughter, the love in her eyes.
his scarf, her soul; eternally they are entwined.


Details | Light Poetry | |

THE GHOST OF BILL ZISON

A Penn Valley phantom appears to haunt and lurk
   premises at 1148 Greentree Lane
his youngest daughter (Abby) I pledged my troth and, natch won my Zison’s 
Dunkirk
  ire and vindictiveness akin to rivalry of Abel versus Cain
now breeds and festers hallucinations that make me go berserk
 also brings to mind myth of another named King Canute, a Great Dane
whose battle cry and hymn of the Republic made manifest with ease of dirk
  visitations with ethereal sprite pushes me to madness and makes me go 
insane
torture treatment mangles mental management amidst mire and murk!

The rattle of chains heard despite noiseless apparition and wraith, which curse 
and bain 
from dark and sinister shadows make me feel like a jerk
at such fallacious belief in preternatural imaginative creations ranked as inane
by this skeptic whose vulnerable acuteness to otherworldly visages does perk
especially during wee hours of morning when superstition runs amuck and 
seems to gain
upper hand and let spiral out of rational control thought of afterlife quirk 
yet confession must be made that long dead father of wife does wag finger of 
disdain
and utter silent disapproval and near ruination by marrying a bum of a guy who 
lacks for work!



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Leo

Sleeping next to me
The sounds of noisy slumber
Warm and steadying

Life surprises me
Love, I did not see coming
Filling me with hope

Pushing out the fear
Fragile evaporations
Welcomed in my heart

Releasing blossoms
From my knotted aging limbs
Looking forward now

A new season calls
Pleasures come without the guilt
New sproutings of faith

My secret to keep
Private lessons for learning
Before it's too late

My arm curls around
Breathing sounds are comforting
I hope I can sleep


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Callous eyes

Callous 

Every tiny things matter in a young world, 
and then with callous eyes, he is used to pick
days and nights as they pass him, as they pass beyond.

Sometimes he panics, fears that she’ll go away 
and he won’t feel any ache, just be watching her
moving away, erasing; looking at the place
where she has been seen last; with covert anger.

A tiny butterfly flies, in and out, in and… 
the patch of rain raises smells, smells of musty dusk.
The callous eyes follow the hands clutching heart 
where past is blending in pains and agonies.  
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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You Are Mine

Man candy for my mind,
The love I bleed for you,
Shoots your heart,
Like a psychotic breakdown.


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Good Intentions

Time stands still, since you’ve suddenly gone.
I no longer see your actions of being so wrong.
I’ve sadly collapsed, like a broken delicate vase,
trying to control myself, as I try to save this face.

My pulse races circles, my heart throbs for you so.
I cannot come to terms, with having to let you go.
Many years of torment, feeling so utterly damn lost.
Wanting to repair this marriage, at any given cost.

I know you had to go, feeling no emotion that day.
Now my minds a whirlwind, what now can I say?
Such a strong woman I am, but full of emptiness.
Jealousy is my keeper, insanity I proudly profess.

How will this work, will you come back to me?
Has too many attacks, taken away your dignity?
I never meant to hurt you, yet although I did.
Feelings of solidarity, as I manage to keep them hid.

Saying responsibly, I’ve manipulated your trust.
I’ve covered my wrongs with actions, of satisfying lust.
Don’t set me on this pedestal, for worthy I am not.
All the manic behavior, you simply just forgot.

I am a monster; still you don’t see me as I am.
I’ve taken your life, using my bipolar as a scam.
Don’t feel sorry for me, my intentions were true.
I thought all I wanted, was to love only you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Cowboy

So strong and self assured
He rides alone always wanting more
Never satisfied with what's between those fences
His spirit will wake up your wildest senses

By the cross and thorns that is emblazoned on his arm
His substance runs deeper than his cowboy charm
A tame Christian man with a spirit wild
A man of God, he is your child

His reckless nature will never subside
Yet humble he still has his foolish pride
His heart is bigger than the tallest mountain high
And you feel weak when you look into his eyes

His hands so rough yet so soft to touch
For him no ride is ever too much
He welcomes the mystery that comes in the night
A lover at heart born ready to fight

The complexity of this cowboy man
Every woman dreams with him she would stand
Alone, looking at the midnight moon
In her dreams, she whispers...sometime soon

 






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God's Plan For Marriage


God’s Plan for Marriage… There’s a truth that remains since the beginning of time. God created man and woman. And had one thing in mind. From the dust of the ground, Adam was formed. From his side came Eve. A new life was “born!” God’s design for marriage became very evident and clear… If not for Adam and Eve, none of us would be here! Marriage is a blessing from God. A gift from God above. A man and a woman come together as an expression of their love. Anything different than one man and woman is perverted. This is a lie from our culture that is trying to be “inserted.” God gave us all a natural love with a strong ambition. To come as a husband and wife is a God given intention! Read from the books of Genesis thru Revelation… God’s idea of marriage is for any person or nation. Many can try to change what God has already designed. It’s no wonder why so many have “confused” minds. Let’s come back to God and trust him with our life! The one who set up marriage as; “one husband and one wife!” By Jim Pemberton


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Finale

Finale
Streams of tears falling;
His crepuscular brawn years,
Embracing his end.


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Aries Personality

.  


                                                       Sara
 Aries born lends desires for stability with an attitude of gratefulness, loyality, and steadfastness
            Only sister to four biological brothers and two adopted brothers (all deceased)
                              Lover of God, husband, children, grandchildren 
                                       A kind, quiet, thankful personality
 Some fears haunt me as masses that do not know Jesus, negative happenings on our earth
Joy would overflow for one lost soul to come home, peace to rule on the earth, souls singing
                                       Resident of Georgia in great USA
                                                 Maiden Kendrick


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With Christ YOU CAN Overcome

With Christ…   You Can Overcome!



One of the things I don’t understand, Is the wickedness throughout this land. I’ve often thought and have pondered. How can this evil continue much longer? It’s amazing what man will do to each other. How people treat their sisters and brothers! The Bible says that the heart is wicked above all things. We can testify to the destruction an evil heart brings! In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within… As we come to Christ and confess our sin! Why not allow Christ to make you complete? Lay your every burden and worry at his feet! He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears. His perfect love will cast out your fears! He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken. With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken! Your heart will be strengthened and renewed! His words of life are like “heavenly food.” By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome! Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Closer

You think I’m not so close enough,
That I can’t grab your hand,
Or run my fingers through your hair,
Of golden silky sand… 
In the morning you wake,
All covered in your bed,
With just panties and a t-shirt that,
I remove so slow instead… 
So you think its just a chilling breeze,
You are trying to cover from,
But its just me coming thru the trees, 
Bringing you much more than sun… 
As I gently dance beneath your sheets, 
And I warm you from within, 
You cant help it but you spread your feet,
So the love can come right in… 
As your body raises in the air, 
I surround you once again,
In a climax you call out my name,
As the teardrops cool your skin...


Details | Free verse | |

THOUGHTS(free verse)

The stars shine brightly
sparkling like jewels in an inky sky,
The full moon is out tonight, its white light
Making night almost brighter than day.

I walk slowly now-musing
About the secrets of our Universe-
What terrible energy drives us
Straight from God's mighty heart.

I am thinking of how I loved you,
How your smile made my heart skip-
Your voice so soft and sexy , made me glad,
I miss you darling, like I always have.

We were close once more in dreams tonight,
I heard your words and felt
the warmth of those beloved hands,
We were laughing as I awakened.

Slowly, the red dawn appears
as night turns into day,
The beauty of the sun rising
tells me this will be a great day.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Almost Time

It’s been a while since you were announced
It’s nearly time for you to arrive
I’m about to see you enter into life
A life I helped to create
The time I’ve known about you
Seems to have passed too quickly
And now before I’ve realized it
You’re about to be born
For it’s almost time
It’s almost time to meet you
To teach you what little I know
And to learn far more from you 
Than you’ll ever know
Where have these last months gone
I haven’t had time to learn
The many things I should
I haven’t had time to forget about myself
For the sake of someone else
My God, it’s almost time
To let go of these feelings
I haven’t yet understood
To be flooded with new ones
When I first see your face
It’s so strange and new
To love someone so much
That I haven’t even met
I can’t say how your touch is going to feel
Or how you will change my life
I only know it’s almost time
It’s almost time to try

NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father’s Love Letters
To listen to the CD please visit
http://www.reverbnation.com/#/mikehamill


Details | Rhyme | |

Far From Home

It seems like an eternity,
since you left our home.
Residing in this new country,
wandering aimlessly to roam.

Carefully plotting your mission,
jotting mental notes every day.
Repressing traumatic memories,
cautiously watching what you say.

You’ve succumbed to isolation,
watching the enemy close.
Performing guard duty nightly,
patrolling your nightmares the most.

Planning has become a ritual.
Your schemes are now in play.
Searching the stars for answers;
praying for just one more day.

One thing you failed to realize,
as you patrol this endless roam.
Your body is now here with me,
but your mind is still far from home.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Love You

I love you is more than just my words,

 

It is this deep down driving force of a silent sound.

Love is a magnet igniting sparks to try higher light.

Love connects beaming light twinkling at midnight.

Unmistakably, I’m assured audibly to get this heard.

 

I love you is more than me,

 

Love is pending in the depths of me I touch.

This is more than what I can realistically feel.            

It is a bargainer’s deal for the sweetest steal.

Evidently, I run wild because I set it all free!

 

I love you is less than you,

 

It is an uncut gashing wound,

With lifetimes of a scored scar,

It is a typhoon of who you are,

Apparently, it is difficult to do!

 

I love you is less than them,

 

It is always lost,

It is never found,

It binds to a cost,

Hearts are bound.

 

I love just like you,

And you love just like me!

 

I swear to my God Almighty from up above my heart is pure and true!

I really do embellish everything my love is suppose to do just for you!

 

Forever and ever, the whole world shall open their eyes daily to see!

In lieu of this unconditional love, it is here I will always want to be!

 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Here's The Thing

Here’s the thing
Doesn’t matter what you say
Or where you are
We both know what was felt
Though we’ll never again add to
We both know what was done
What was shared
What we’ll miss
Though ones will fade
We’ll both have memories
Of what we did
Even if they come and go
When they reappear
For a time we’ll both know
During the times
One’s just a shell
The other’s strength
Will pull us through
When one seems so far away
The other will stay
To bring them back
As long as one has breath
We’ll not let the other down
And if the breath
Is not together lost
The other will not say goodbye
But be along soon
So here’s the thing
That no matter what tomorrow brings
Though what it is
We cannot know
Somewhere hidden there within
Our love will always show


Details | Free verse | |

My Real Life Fantasy

Months ago and time after time
You were just a fantasy
That at night played in my sleep
And in the day, occupied my mind

Now you're here with me
But it doesn't seem real
I'm in love with the way I feel
But mostly with who's standing in front of me

When you leave, my body is left with a wonderful feeling
It's the things you say
It's the motion of your hands and the way they sway
That leaves me with a fulfillling tingling

The way you look at me
The quality time we share with one another
Your desire of wanting to go further
Let's me know that I'm not just any lady

You make me feel good inside and out
I thank God for bringing you to me
I thank you for loving me
And for showing me what real love is about


Details | I do not know? | |

chapters

I've read your script 100 times,
Exhausted scenarios in my mind,
So every time you took a step,
A page would turn with ink still wet...
You've been down this road before,
The book you bind is just a door,
With empty contents filled inside,
And chapters hid between your lies...
So you trade your ink for lead,
More easy to erase instead,
Of dealing with more permanent,
At the cost of what was writ....
But I see through your charade,
I've read your index to evade,
The time it takes to learn the truth,
So your mistakes preserve my youth...
And when its all but said and done,
I close the novel you've become,
Without taking a second look,
I chose to read a better book...



Details | Free verse | |

Segments of Partitions

i spend time with time
thinking about 
time gone by
and how much time
i have left 
walking around on this rock
that is pearly blue
also
too many thoughts of you
so when i say when
again
it might be in another 
vortex of time
on someone else's watch
the clock
the f@ckn'
clock
isn't there enough sh!t on our
time cards
already!
mine is punched 
by mental midgets
who dictate the whereabouts of my
giant life
by which
the hours are like flecks
in the cycle
of a life 
trying to be lived
with beautiful individuals
waiting to say
"hello"
to everyone
and fight 
this flight of missing
persons
milk cartons should have
all of us pasted on them
time makes us all
strangers
as we all soak in new
waters
the atmosphere of numbers
the nuance of deciphering
junk that you keep
at the house
or purely to discard
into the recylcling bin
yet
love
hangs on
for a millennia or two
there is no recycling bin
for this
time becomes as irrelevant
as a cloud shape
seen by one and 
changed in the eye of
another
in one second


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All Screwed Up

All Screwed Up 

I am all screwed up in the head..
Dangerous emotions; thoughts misled.

My will to live has died..
Trials and tribulations coincide..

Heart bleeds, the throes of battle.
Last breath, turmoil blameful.

Alone and lost in this present domain..
Can't escape the past to which I am chained..

Living a lie, tear stained face..
Feeling dejected, out of place..

Harsh words, degrading submission..
Soul depleted, now a vixen.


Details | Free verse | |

Changeling

I go away down I tell you
I go away down to the river
Leaving the vulgar world behind
I need to go down alone
Alone with the roots
That grown strong then old

I need to think about me
Will be a second me?
Will be one who will look
Like me before I'll return?

When the last drop of a star
Beginning to fill up the natural
Pond with news grasses
Where the meadow
Will laugh with bright color

I will call you I promise you at least
I will be in the last minutes
When I was ready to die.


Details | Free verse | |

Alike

The wind has yet to blow 
two feathers along the same path 
or tassel twin snowflakes to the ground 
Nor will the wind ever see 
similarity 
in all the clouds it pushes around 
The same applies to the twin-less waves 
it's carried 
and yet to carry 
who've crashed 
and yet to crash 
upon no two similar grains of sand 
Amidst all this failure 
to bring together 
no two objects alike 
It's a wonder that finally 
it's brought together you and me 
and managed to get it right


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Last Night

Last night we went to see a friend
Who has a little baby girl
And it makes me love you even more
The warmth, the smile in your eyes
The love dancing across your face
Makes me dream of the day
When that friend will come to see
You and me
And the little baby girl
We will make together

NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father's Love Letters
To listen to the CD please visit
http://www.reverbnation.com/#/mikehamill


Details | I do not know? | |

When The Whip-Poor-Will Sang

Summers of years ago windows open --when
On those many nights, young love romance, the
Air moved freely night sounds of the-- Whip-Poor-Will
Remember, remember when they--sang

No longer can I hear the great sounds --when
We were young, for the windows are closed for--the
Air conditioning to work--Whip-Poor-Will
How in great tune were our voices when he--sang


Details | Rhyme | |

In Stillness

In stillness, time to think sweet peace
Steady he snores softly
When they get him up, pain begins
Time now for thoughts lofty

Nightlight, bath door cracked only light  
Could be boredom or not
Life is sometimes what we make it
Creative time not forgot

Coffee would be eye opener
Well as activity
Soon the day will begin loaded
Nurses will be flighty

The trip back home something to dread
Doped up man being boss
Not the best idea that's for sure
Well he let grow some moss 

Written Saturday August 04, 2012 at 5 A.M.
At the hospital....
Please click on "About This Poem"


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Gravitational Pull

Stone upon the water front/
Next to the cashmere pillow,
The pier near the gallow shore/
A man began to speak,

Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax,
This gravitational pull may bring some down,
Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/
You will live through this time and be very happy !

Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws,
A decree will be summoned to let us know/
The waiting may be hard to comprehend,
Yet within time you can grow to depend/

The fat of the land,
Let this man take you by the hand/
There can be no further excuses or escape,
The way will depend upon the hearer's !


Details | Narrative | |

Last One Loving...

I got a call, I am to report for military duty in the morning..
I reluctantly tell my wife as she was doing her usual cleaning.

She covers her face with her hands and begins to cry.
I gathered her in my arms and told her I would be back by her side.

Holding my wife, I drifted off on the couch, listening to music.
She was singing and humming quietly to the songs and their lyrics.

She tells me she understands and shows her love and support.
Morning finally came, and she drove me to the airport.

We exchange vows again, and I kiss her tenderly..
She whispers that she will remember this moment blithely.

She received his letters, read and cherished every one of them.
Thinking of the times they were together and the essence of him.

A month went by and she tried every possible way to find her soldier.
She closed her pocket filled eyes and prayed he was out of danger.

Three months passed by without word of his well being.
Trying to stay positive but, in her heart was a dreadful feeling.

She felt so oppressed and worried her hands were trembling.
She was weak and weary, her gait was somewhat stumbling.

She hasn't slept, it seems~since he left.
She takes some sleeping pills and takes a long deep breath.

Couple of days go by and he "rolls" through the doors.
He looked at her paleness and begins to feel remorse.

His thoughts start to torment, right or wrong, was now confusing..
Tears fall from his weary face, his mind is loosing…

She deserves better, he tries to reason with himself.
Reaching, he loads the contents~placing the box back on a shelf......


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Roaming Roman

5 jan 2011 7:00 am

A Roman man had a roaming heart
So his marriage fell apart

He turned to one and then another
But no peace could he uncover

His heart was heavy his mind confused
He felt lonley abandoned and used

He did not know love from lust
He could not gain a ladies trust

Through the ocean of tears he could not see
As he hung himself from a tree

So when in Rome don't do as Roman did
Be faithful and loyal and from temptation keep your eyes hid

Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009


Details | Senryu | |

Ying Yang

(Ying Yang)
Stagnant was his life;
Her capricious habits grew,
His ying was her yang


Details | Quatrain | |

Achilles Abides

Watching mundane seconds tick away
Linked together they form passing years
This flimsy chain around my neck does not betray
Nor can my stinging eyes squeeze back the tears

Dreams begin to float out of my reach
Tormented by what makes me so distressed
Losing many of my hopes I feel besieged
Yet still reflecting on the way my life is blessed

The silence puzzles me and pierces with its thunder
The foundation bucks the shaking of its core
What God has joined together no man puts asunder
The waves are beating hard upon our shores

Weary eyes look towards damp clouds and search for light
Desperate to feel some warmth deep within my bones
Will its brilliant glow supplant the bluish night
Giving a sneak peek into the great unknown

Chasing those rainbows now seems like wasted time
The pot of gold was a seductive ruse of lead
Perhaps we were just lonely partners in crime
Caught up in reveries we thought surely lied ahead

Waiting for the stars to fall into my hands
To turn this to profound from the surreal
Nobody but the stars can understand
That I’ll fall victim to my poor Achilles heel


Details | Rhyme | |

Shhhhhhh

Oh, how I have loved my most honorable Thee,
You are so provoking and most enduring to me.
Ahhhhhhh, I shall just roll myself away.
Tumbled and tossed all over you today.
Oh, how I really do love Thee,
You are enchanting and you excite me.
“Shhhhhhh”! Maybe I should just go my way.
I am trifled and lost with yet another day,
Oh, how much I have truly loved only Thee,
You are captivating and you entwine me.
Ahhhhhhh, I shall just stop it for the day.
Oh, how I love only that one special Thee!
Zesty and sauced with just a par for a tee,
“Shhhhhhh” is all I can forever calmly say!


Details | Free verse | |

once longing love

This time your eyes don't seem to bare the familiar strength
you been staying away from me you've gone to every length
i did every thing i could to lend a helping hand
now your broken and its hard to under stand
this was no ones plan love makes harsh demands

even though i can see your heart is truly broke
when i tried to hold you i was just a joke
now things are changed nothing like before
i have become something so much more
a ache still nags deep within my core a life left in ashes spread upon the floor

i wonder where you ll go who you ll see
i wonder if the only thing you think about is me
the empty hole of things left unsaid
a wall of noise stands strong in my head
some how this feel like I'm dead but I'm watching in you go instead

how many times could i try to be the one you needed but i know it was the ego i feed ed
a callous soul without any notion of truth hope or devotion
farewell my once longing love


Details | Free verse | |

Jai Ho

Forever I am yours,
My rock, my heart,
You stand behind me,
No matter my decision,
You support me,
I will watch you age,
You will watch me age,
Forever my destiny;
Lies with you,
My one and only love,
Possessing my heart,
I shall never lose you,
You are always there;
And will always be.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

A Year Gone By

Has it really been a year gone by
Watching the flame of
The single candle on your cake you try
I think back on the year gone by
From hearing it’s a girl
To holding you in my arms
I don’t know who’s grown more
You or I
I remember when your eyes first opened
Wondering what it was you saw
The first time you smiled
I was wrapped around your finger
A year gone by of late night feedings
When I laid you to your mother’s breast
The times you needed changed
The times you needed held
The times you simply slept
I remember them all through the blur
Of the year gone by
I remember when you first left your mother’s breast
When you first tried to touch you knew not what
The first time you giggled
Your shock when you first rolled over
How quickly you learned to crawl and explore
So many things you did I remember
But my fondest memory of the year gone by
Is how I’ve learned to give love
And set aside myself
For someone much more special than I
Has it really been a year gone by

NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father’s Love Letters
To listen to the CD please visit
http://www.reverbnation.com/#/mikehamill
As the lead single it comes with a music video viewable at
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TlWpKk_J2bA


Details | Prose Poetry | |

And You

The first time I looked into your eyes
I knew my heart was gone
The first time I held you in my hands
I found new meaning to my life
I’ve known you for three years 
I’ve watched you crawl
And learn to walk
Giggled as you learned to talk
And you, you are my life
And you, you are all life means to me
When I’m, when I’m with you
There’s no place I’d rather be
There’s good times yet to come
Sure to be a few bad ones in between
Only sure thing is
I’ll be there for you
As long as I’m alive
No matter what you’ve said or done
You’ll have one sure place you can come
You’ll always have a place
That you can call your home
And you, you are my life
And you, you are all life means to me
When I’m, when I’m with you
There’s no place I’d rather be
And you, you are my life
And you, you are all life means to me
You’ll always have a place
You can call your home

NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father’s Love Letters
To listen to the CD please visit
http://www.reverbnation.com/#/mikehamill


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Give Me Your Shoulder ... '

I’ll Give You My Hand …
If You Give Me, Your Shoulder
I’ll Give You My Shy
If You Give Me, Your Bolder
I’ll Give You My Cool
If You Give Me, Your Colder
I’ll Give You My Hugs
If You Give Me, Your ‘Hold-Her’
I’ll Give You My Trust
If you Give Me, Your ‘Told-Her’

I’ll Give You My … ‘Me’
If You Give, ‘Us’ Growing-Older
And for Nights of Crimson-Heat
Roll Me In Sunshine and Clover
And I’ll Give You My Love
If You Give Them, Your ‘Just Love-Her’
… Yes, I Will Give To You Over
And Over and Over …
… If I Give You, My Hand
And You Give Your Strong Shoulder


Details | ABC | |

hey Dad

I miss you
Maybe, you might be missin me?
My heart is not geared for this
maybe you could help me?
help me fix this mess.


Details | Free verse | |

Our Union

Our Union
	
My eyelashes bat 
After meeting your gaze
From across a 
Crowded subway haze.
 
My pupils dilate when they
Look back at you over dinner
Where we drank wine and ate.
 
My feet dance with glee as we
Fall hopelessly in love 
In the midst of summer heat.
 
My heart splits apart 
To become your wife
And your forever sweetheart.
 
My legs spread 
Open to bare new life
And see your cheeks rosen.
 
My arms push 
You away at night,
I'm too tired for a sex life.
 
My fists rage and tears pour,
When I discover your arms
Embracing another lover
After coffee one early morn.
 
My ears listen to 
Your words of regret and
Pleads for a second chance
For things to be like
When we first met.
 	
My fingers dial 
Seeking third party counsel
To repair our shattered union.
 
My brain waves 
Shift to understand your
Thoughts and your feelings, 
While I bitterly convey my own.
 
My hand re-opens 
To forgive your sins
And make amends.
 
My lips part to 
Receive your kiss in the
Night in a sea of 
Skin in our warm bed.
 
My heart flutters, 
We’ve truly become one,
Years after we bore our son.


Details | I do not know? | |

Gotta Love That TV!!

Arising out of bed
Eyes barely open to see
A remote that’s now your passion
For a television set of glee

Eyes completely focused
Upon endless sagas of surprise
Surfing through the channels
As if you’re searching to apprise

Neglected by this obsession
An affair with the television set
I never thought my competition
Would be of a electronic safety net

I’ve asked you to be more involved
And set the TV set aside
If only for a brief moment
If only you could have actually tried

But you’re fixed upon the big screen
Your endless channels of happiness
It’s too bad your admiration
Was the love of a television obsess

© Stacy Lynn Stiles 


Details | Rhyme | |

Riding

Riding into the sunset 
Good that you could go with me
Enjoying the beauty together

God granted us a reprieve
Just a short time of beauty
To feast in the gifts of his love

Hoping for many more sunsets
Colors varying each day of our abode
Some day maybe we can stroll

Soaking up the last of the rays
Just hold hands and be raptured
Into the sunset we'll just walk away


(Thoughts after a beautiful sunset October 25, 2009 and today the poem was just in a 
flowing form whatever that form happens to be. Reprieve here means a temporary relief
(from stress in our lives).)


Details | Free verse | |

How could he?

He let him hurt me
He turned and walked away
I struggled to be free
As he detained me once again

He barely let me go, I ran to hide
Not letting it show what I was feeling inside
I turned to a corner and cried out loud

Drinking and partying
That's all on his mind
While I'm standing in silence
Avoiding mankind

I wanted to run away, so far away from there
For nobody would ever miss me, for nobody would
even care

I  explained it was intentional, he said to just forget it 
and let it be, but he didn't feel the increasing pain that was bestowed
upon me

Total discretion is what  he professed
Pretending I was fine, ignoring I'm distressed

I was hurt
I was badly shamed
And there is no one else but him to blame
for making me feel this way inside
for turning the other cheek to the tears
my eyes have cried

I begged him, time and time again
To tell this man, to let it end
He drank his beer and walked away
And for that I'll forgive not another day.


Details | Free verse | |

After All These Years Together

.                                                     ~Hers~

I know you
                almost
as well as
                I know myself
over the years
         I have learned 
                your moods,
                        your face
each expression 
             each crease,
                 each worry line,
                      each crinkle around the eyes..
Where they began...
                         why they are there.
Would I erase them
                              if I could?      
Never...

For if I could, 
       if they were no longer a part of you...
         it would take away
              your past
                   and mine..

                       and ours together...


Details | Verse | |

The Daughter

Today I lived my life with ghosts
Both living and dead
Your face, their face
Slipped through my fingers and fell to the floor
Hundreds of pictures of you and them
Hundreds of moments and moments and moments
Too numerous and caught in that web of time
Dangled on a cobweb so thin, so fine
It could break but does not snap
And lasts and lasts
And holds and holds
All there, suspended in that instant
Before falling to the floor,
Or in the box of memories. To be kept.

So where do you reside, in the bin or the box?
Where do you live for future’s worth?
Will you be cut adrift or salvaged in those stepping stones to the past.

And yet, she still picked up those photos of you 
Pained and dulled
Still confused and stabbed by what has happened over time.
She saw your face and paused. Reflected.
She then gently collected up those images of you and me
And saved them in the box
One day for all to see in times to come.
She decided not to put you in the bin.
Unlike me.

She rescued her childhood.
Put down a marker in the sand
And said stop to the sea
To the waves and waves
That break over time and pain
Saved you from the blankless pile of Venice and Florence
And Christmas and beaches and Barbies and laughter
And with a simple dignity 
She gave you back some worth.




Details | Couplet | |

How Big Is His Heart

There is a simple fact in life that I understand
The size of the heart is the worth of the man

I once was a man who had a little bit of wealth
Though I was very worthless up inside of myself

Thought I was smarter than the average guys
It was just another spoonful of the devil’s lies

Sacks of dope that were the size of a small suitcase
With an endless amount of money that I could waste

But to just stay happy it took every bit of it all
Soon as I got back home another girl would call

To big a whore to ever be strong enough to say no
Let me get the shower hot, do a shot, and then we can go

I had all the happiness and dope that money could buy
I could never think about stopping because of the high

I had to keep running I could never even try to slow
Because I had a shattered heart and a very barren soul

“You got it right”, and then one day I met my wife
The everlasting, never ending, true love of my life

We didn’t slow right away she just stayed at my side
Only person I ever met that could go stride for stride

But like all things in life it suddenly came to an end
I completely confessed to the burdens of all of our sins

The Police let everyone go free and I was back in the pen
I guess once again I found I cared a little too much to win

My lessons and changes in this life have been so very vast
Letting one dream completely go made another one last

The lesson in is this poem from the first word to the last
If you want to love the future make the best use of the past

The hardest thing I ever learned, really gave me my start
Way to Judge the true size of a man, “How big is his heart”


------------------------------------------------------------
Even though this poem was written in regards to my
wife and I, my wish is to dedicate it to all the fellers
on the site that have hearts of gold as well as those
ladies who have husbands or boyfriends with hearts of
Gold. In fact even though it is written from a mans 
perspective I reckon it would also apply to the Ladies
who also have pure beautiful hearts. Took me a lifetime
to learn this I took great pride in being mean and cruel
until the day The Lord set me free and opened up my
heart. We all choose our own path and making the most
of it is all we can do. If one of you decides to stay off
the road I was on, Each of our paths will brighten cause
the Lord never fails though he does test which of course
makes us that much stronger. God Bless, MJ


Details | ABC | |

surely

Cigarette is so good
I  inhale deep
I want to feel it
like I felt you, 
burnin
but baby, to make myself better
I gotta stop feelin you
I long for the drink
always dreaming of you
pick up the phone
come too far though
can't throw it all gone
love, I just won't
I just keep, keepin on
I'm wierd, I'm better
I feel guilty
I can't explain why
I just need a little bit
a little bit better life
always, we understood each other
so, maybe you'll understand
I Love You
but my dear,sweet, messed up familiar
love surely, surely, does not mean
we die


Details | Narrative | |

Hooked

He took almost everything he brought to 
Or ever bought in nine years 
It's hard to remember what is whose.  

He may have forgotten the cactus in the den 
	with its big pulpy stalk,
Was the first gift he sent me,
The one that fell on the receptionist at the office,
Leaking a white ooze from its injury,
And she a red one from hers,
	because he took it.  
And my birthday lamp, too.
He took it.

I'm liquidating what's left, 
and even though I love that maple table,
I'll have to let it go.
There won't be room in my smaller place.

I want to press my cheek against its cool shiny 
Smoothness and smell the wood one last time, 
But my daughter already feels guilty enough 
For the fight they had 
The final one, the reason she thinks he left.

So Goodbye, I say, to each piece of the puzzle,
Unraveling the years like so much yarn.
Stepping out now into uncertainty, 
I'm hoping the universe opens up to
Fill this void with something other
Than what I have filled it with too quickly in the past.

That's how they get you, you know
With that great wonderful hook.


Details | Alliteration | |

Everyday Forecast

Broken buried bond
Regretful recurring rain 
Pouring putridly passionless
Provocative priceless pain

Falling furiously fast
Ominous oath to obey
Torrential teary torment
Conventional course conveyed

Submersed soul stammering
Darkness deadening distantly
Drowning deep disarray
Methodically mocking me 

Laughter lingers lucidly 
Submerged suffering sight
Treading thoughts tenaciously  
For a fruitless fearful fight

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Light Poetry | |

THE GHOST OF BILL ZISON

A Penn Valley phantom appears to haunt and lurk
   premises at 1148 Greentree Lane
his youngest daughter (Abby) I pledged my troth and, natch won my Zison’s 
Dunkirk
  ire and vindictiveness akin to rivalry of Abel versus Cain
now breeds and festers hallucinations that make me go berserk
 also brings to mind myth of another named King Canute, a Great Dane
whose battle cry and hymn of the Republic made manifest with ease of dirk
  visitations with ethereal sprite pushes me to madness and makes me go 
insane
torture treatment mangles mental management amidst mire and murk!

The rattle of chains heard despite noiseless apparition and wraith, which curse 
and bain 
from dark and sinister shadows make me feel like a jerk
at such fallacious belief in preternatural imaginative creations ranked as inane
by this skeptic whose vulnerable acuteness to otherworldly visages does perk
especially during wee hours of morning when superstition runs amuck and 
seems to gain
upper hand and let spiral out of rational control thought of afterlife quirk 
yet confession must be made that long dead father of wife does wag finger of 
disdain
and utter silent disapproval and near ruination by marrying a bum of a guy who 
lacks for work!



Details | Rhyme | |

The Color Beautiful

I saw you just the other day.
You stood there all alone.
I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you.
Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade.
You stood so firm and adamant, 
Your posture was mine to admire and to please!
The color beautiful was everything that I had ever imagined it could be!
I could see the winds tousling through your flawless shiny hair,
A cool breeze tenderly caressing an unexpected stern face! 
You stood so tall. You were bigger than anything I had ever seen.
I watched you shiver as the cold draft reached from underneath bringing its sharpest autumn air.
You stood there completely impervious to time, person and to place.
The color beautiful captured hidden chills inside of me as I embraced that very same breeze.
I could feel the warmth of your breath upon me,
You stood there with a true look of total awareness.
I could no longer feel my heart quicken to beat, 
For I had lost every one of my God given perceptual senses.
I could feel your warmth covering over me baring my only gift to see.
You stood as a man with much honor and pride.
Such an obvious completeness!
The color beautiful instantly became everything in this world to me.
Because in your eyes you left no doubt that I am still your princess!


Details | Narrative | |

The Hurricane

The hurricane, so viscous, so violent!
Yes, it must rain.
This force is behind, 
This force beyond!
Yet, finally it came.
The winds, clever and dangerously rough,
Please measure this poll.
Dark clouds consume the heavenly skies, capturing ones soul.
With a love so hard, yet, a love much too cold!
Our world now spins, hopeless and out of control!
You are you and I am me,
Together, our climates capture and debate this Sea.
These winds are too strong, our sky so dark and dim.
Stricken with fear, too afraid to release what is deep within.
The storm is here, so grab onto your soul! 
Yet, beware! This one is fearless and this one we share.
Scream its name and it shall cry its love,
For it be you, far beyond the heavens above!
Hold your strength with a grip so tight,
That storm will surely break, so where’s your fight?
This hurricane can surely hold its own.
Our little world can and will be shown.
Our damage is as our damage does,
Surely this tiny world isn’t our just and only cause!
You hold that thought and forever we shall be,
True love bound and forbidden to set itself free,
Held within you and deep within me,
This love was meant forever, 
One day this you shall see!
This hurricane loves, yet, 
It wills to hate,
The forbidden fruit conquered by its very own fate.
Give your seeds, but stand your ground. 
Forever in this world!
For once we shall not be lost, but found.            

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997                                           


Details | ABC | |

I'm sorta me

I love 80's music
and talk radio AM
I can't sleep
I keep being the person I was, I am
I just keep being me
Sometimes it doesn't really work out
I sorta wonder why don't I change
And then I just  don't  care
But that's me
the forty something chick with a nose stud
and a husband 
who wonders the same thing


Details | Free verse | |

Will He Be

Will he be my lover...
Will he be my friend...
Will he be the one who's with me...
to the very end.

Will he be the one...
who tells me
that I'll always be his Queen...
that I possess the greatest beauty...
of any woman he's ever seen.

Will he be the one...
that puts the light back in my eyes...
to make them sparkle and glimmer,
Will he be the one to dispense
with all life's lies.

Will he be the one to hold me...
forever and a day...
Will he be the one to love me...
as if every month were May.

Will he be the one to comb back
my hair
and hold it in his hand

Will he be the one
to whisper to me
sweetly in my ears...

Will he be the one that I'll always want
that I'll forever want to be near.

Will he be the one
whose reflections...
alway make me think anew...
who makes me a better person...
who never makes me blue.

Will he be my vision..
of all I'll ever want
that I'll want to remain forever
as two combined into one.

Will his very memory..
always occupy my mind
Will my thoughts and dreams of him
Hauntingly resonate,
until the end of time.

(November 22, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved, 


Details | I do not know? | |

Caste Of A Man

I can’t use just any cauldron
To cast what I behold
The core must be made molten
As my legacy unfolds...
Adding substance to the fire
Heats my precious ore
Impurities trade flames entire
Soul until no more...
Courage added to the mixture
Hardens into gold
Add morals and a holy scripture
For the house he holds...
When he stands without the frame
I start to pour again
So he can pass more than his name
To copies after him...


Details | ABC | |

Debonair

Charming masked persona
Desiring all he can take
Elegant words of passion
Forgetting that he’s fake

Why can’t you just be yourself?


Details | Free verse | |

It's Nothing

It's Nothing
       by Amy Swanson   12/2008


Lost in my thoughts
     you ask me
            what's wrong

    (I hate that question)

I smile and say "It's nothing"
     but really it's something...

                The sum of far too many nothings
                      that sometimes knock
                               on my spirit's door.

Totality of all the
    grandly glaring
         loudly unsaid things


            that build the wall

             (we hide behind)

            that is between us.


Memories of hurt
   that you don't even see
       or maybe you refuse to see.

Memories of hurt
   I've tried to erase
       but like a stubborn stain
           they will not go away

So many things 
that should be said
between you and I...

but never are.

A simple question
  is precursor
    to
           loneliness
              emptiness
                   misunderstanding

And so...
    when you ask,
           I know just what to say.


It's nothing.


Time has taught
     that telling you
            my fears
                 my worries

only cause an angry hurt between us.

And so...
     I simply leave it
                  unstated.

It's nothing.

But there are times
when all these things
come crashing into me

         (so strong)

like waves descending violently
upon some far away, sandy shore

Why won't you see?
     Why do you refuse to see?


But 
in time
the pain subsides,
retreating to the furthest 
corners of my mind, my soul
waiting for the time
when they will 
surface yet 
again.


Never mind me.

     Everything is fine.

         I'm just lost in my thoughts...

               Really.


It's nothing.


Details | Senryu | |

Bread and Water

Two women
Fought for one
Slice of bread.

One man drank
Two glasses
Of water.


Details | Narrative | |

You Are My Curse

I had to let it all go,
The day and night,
Their hours ran too slow.
It was more than just a fight.
I trusted you and knew you,
My love succumbed to the worst,
Faith and loyalty just wouldn’t do.
You became my curse.
 
I was pulled down to Earth’s plane,
And judgment did set in.
Then new days begin.
I stood parallel as many went insane.
My heart drenched and my soul crunched,
I couldn’t let my heart take this very much.
I died and I died losing each endless breath,
I swallowed the victory and ate your death.
 
You reaped and I sowed,
But I saw no one grow,
Not even you.
What was I to do?
I let it go very slow,
Now I am all grown,
And I’m on my own.
I died watching you go.
 
I will always remember begging mercy,
I will always know this pain,
You are my curse you see,
And nothing did you gain.
I can never just be alright,
I can never love you the same again.
I died watching you go out of sight.
You are my curse and forever in my heart you made an end.


Details | Sonnet | |

Welcome to Your Wife

If I were you for a day and you were me?
Could you love me more than I love you?
Would I love you more each day and be new?
Will the Sun shine bright in our eyes to see?
 
When will the Moon glow and lead our way to be?
When will the Stars shine bright by just us two?
Why does the dust give up its spurs on the dew?
Why are the doors locked with only one master key?
 
Welcome to my life,
Welcome to my home,
Welcome to your wife.
Welcome to this dome.
 
Welcome to the Sunrise this day in the light,
And welcome to the Sunset on this lovely night!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich    2006


Details | Free verse | |

New Dawn

One bright light was snuffed out
     by a crystal mist
smoky white tendrils weaving paths
     of promise and destruction
          through his mind, body and soul

My own sacred garden grown thick
     with weeds of discontent, vacant
covered in a winter blanket
     of icy protection
          longing for his warmth

Watching in despair and helplessness
     his bright sun shrinking
          vanishing towards oblivion...
               then totally eclipsed

The stranger who claimed to  be my
     husband these last few years died
          as the man I married
               fought for his life

Then, the fragile flowers of my heart
     felt his new and dawning light
          calling forth the spring blossoms
               tender petals slowly unfurl

The Hummingbird returns to my dreams.


Details | Free verse | |

Building Obsessed

BUILDING OBSESSED
 
How your hand caressed a building,
like it was your shapely lover.
 
How wet tears in your eyes collected 
and dropped like raindrops
at the demise of the Twin Towers,
not for the people inside but for
the noble structures themselves.
 
When we looked at your developed
pictures together almost all of them
would be of buildings, hardly any had
people in them at all.
 
Morning, noon and night
that's all you had on your mind
and in your sight was buildings.
 
You were obsessed!


Details | Free verse | |

To My Beloved....A Letter Poem

To My Beloved

We’ve been through hell
	hell and back again, really,
			To a new beginning
	                                    a fresh start, relearning
		who we are,
			what we want, dream, desire.
		Lovers, reuniting
			Savoring the long anticipated flavors,
				                            textures, scents of intimacy
			Remembering all the secret places
				pausing, lingering, slow and deliberate
					savoring, craving, flesh quivering
					connecting like never before,
		Made all the more bittersweet
				knowing your health is deteriorating
			wondering how long I have 
				to store these precious moments
		I don’t want to lose you again
		so I savor your every touch
		    your intrepid gaze, your jaunty smile,
         		            your twinkling eyes
			your laugh, your humor, your kiss
				So, if I seem a bit clingy, or
			               	        loiter too long over a parting embrace
					forgive me,
					    indulge me,
					        love me,
				Just hold me,
				     work your magic 
					and enchant me...
								
		                                                 I am yours forever.


Details | Personification | |

Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



Details | Ballad | |

' Warriors ... The Battle Cry Song ... '

There Are Sounds of Ancient Thunders
There Are Sounds of Ancient Drummers
        Calling … Brave Warriors
         Gladiators and Warriors

And They’re Marching To The Cadence of Their Hearts’ Pounding
Marching, To The Cadence of The World’s Rage Resounding
They’re Going By The Beat of Their Heart’s Pumping
By The Steady Flow of Blood and Bloodlust, Tells Me Somethin’

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

Chorus:

But, We’ve Seen These Men, Playing With Their Children
We’ve Seen These Sons and Their Laughter, I’m Hearing
We’ve Seen These Men, Loving Their Babies
And Tenderly Holding and Kissing Their Ladies

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

2nd Chorus:

Oh Lord, Please Stop These Warriors’ Battle Cry
And The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Mothers and Wives
The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Little Ones’ Eyes
The Battle Cry, Coming From Warriors … When They Die

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

Sticks and Stones, Swords, Arrows and Bombs
Lances, Knives, Hand to Hand Combat, Napalm
God Almighty, Oh, Thy Kingdom Come
Please Rescue Us, From The Kingdom of The Gun …

And Prophecy Is Marching – Listen, All Who Arms Bear
Warriors, Must Beat War Weapons Into Plowshares            ( Isa. 2: 4 )
And When War, Is No More, Then We Will Hear
All Warriors’ Battle Cry, Will Be An Amen Cheer !

              … Gentle Warriors …
            Peace-Loving, Warriors …

2nd Chorus:

Oh Lord, Please Stop These Warriors’ Battle Cry
And The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Mothers and Wives
The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Little Ones’ Eyes
The Battle Cry, Coming From A Warrior’s … Last ‘ Why ? ’

                … Warriors …
           Courageous Warriors …

How Can Flesh and Blood, Mortal-Men, Be So Fearless, I Wonder
Are They Strengthened By Duty, Love and Honor
Facing Danger, Death and Being Torn Asunder
Sacrificing All, As A Fallen Soldier …

                 … Warrior …
           Courageous Warrior …


Details | I do not know? | |

Celtic Wind

As the wind ruffles the white Daisy's petals
So His desire is to touch your white head
Ruffle your Spirit stirring It up to Good work
Bringing forth your greatest Gift for all people


Details | Personification | |

Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Your Touch Is Like ... '

Your Touch Is Like …

… Fire and Ice Combined
Or Feeling Raindrops, for First Time
Or Like, Swaying, Tropic-Jungle-Vines
Blown Gently In The Breeze, Entwined

Or Like, Ivy … Upon A Trellis-Climb
Or Like, Sunflowers, Reaching Sunshine
Or Like, Geniuses, Meeting Of Minds
Or Shakespeare, Tennyson, and Poe, Rhymes

Your Touch Is Like, A Discovery Of Mine
Like Piano-Keys, That Only I, Should Find
Tho’ Only God’s Touch Is Divine
Your Touch, Is Quite Sublime …

Your Touch Is Like, An Invisible-Bind
Your Touch Is, So Alive and Genuine
Like … An Electric-Livewire-Line
Or Like … Seeing A Shooting-Star- Sign
 Like … Its Fire and Ice Combined …

… Fingers Trail, Like The Blaze Of A Comet
Behold … The Iceman Cometh
Oh, Your Touch Is Like A Mountain-Summit
I Wish, That I Could Superglue-It
 
… I Like, That Your Touch Is Like … A Duet
And I Like, That You Sure Knew-It…


Details | Nonet | |

Struggling

Jobless in the city looking for
work.  Depended on to pay bills.
The economy is bad,
but I have to stay strong.
I have a wife and
kids to support.
God please help
me get
by.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Father With A Heart Divided

A Divided Heart... I know of a father who had a "divided heart." Within a few years, his family "fell apart." When his heart changed... I remember when. Here's when, I believe, it all began... He started to help others that were in need. Sharing their problems... his heart would "bleed." What started out with the "best of intentions." Giving others much of his focus and attention. Very little time he spent with his family at home. Many days and nights, his wife felt "all alone." "What happened to the one who "promised his love?" She'd ask for "time alone" ...and "he'd give her a shove." He began to look at others' kids as "his kids" too. Trying to be a "father to all" ... by the acts he would do. Neglecting his God-given duty as high priest of the house. He would confide to a "pretty lady" in a nice blouse. His family tried to warn him of the dangers ahead, His wife would cry each night she went to bed. HIs family did that for so many years, he held so dear. Each went their separte ways... as any love dissappeared. This heartbreaking story made the heavenly father sad. By the divided heart... of the one... many knew as "dad." May this be a challenge both to me and to you. That our heart remain loyal, committed and true! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Someone Asked Me About Marriage

Someone Asked Me About Marriage…

Someone asked me about marriage, as a matter of fact…
I thought; “what kind of questions is that?”

“Let me ask a questions…  If I may?”
“Do you read what the God’s word has to say?”

Marriage is still and will always be one woman and man.
I don’t care how many laws we have in our land!

No matter if many churches and people claim; “civil rights.”
Anything different than a man and woman is NOT right!”

The first chapter of Romans makes it pretty clear…
The days of wickedness have drawn ever near!

God’s wrath revealed against all ungodly living!
Think about the garbage our country is giving!

It speaks of men and women leaving their natural affection.
Burning in lust toward one another
 with an ungodly attention!

For this cause God has given many over to a reprobate mind…
Many get involved with perversions of many kinds!

Professing themselves to be wise, many have become “fools.”
By not obeying God’s word… But their own “set of rules.”

Marriage is something designed many years ago.
It was Adam and Eve in the beginning…  This we know!

My question to you is: “Why not give God a chance?”
His truth remains the same!  Whatever the circumstance!

No court of law can change what God has established!
Everything that’s not of God is simply a lot of “rubbish.”

Jesus is coming back for a bride without “a wrinkle or a spot.”
It’s time we come clean and become
 “blood bought!”

Being the bride of Christ is the most important thing!
He is the bridegroom and eternal love he brings!

By Jim Pemberton


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So Good

A comfortable sound; is found in the pews
 	Illuminated, we are feeling the Good News
As this providence is caught alive
	All tempestuous thoughts of transgressors subside
Hallelujah, HE brings divine will for all of us too…
	It is so good to hear the sweet sounds from the pews


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Hell froze over

the reason for christmas
the bribe to the devil that i can kill with a joke
we told old man winter who he was
how to make it snow
and where he was
boy was he mad
everyone was there
i know many don't remember
we barely got out alive

The controversy of sarcasm
to the one who believes everything
that cannot contain his own force
from the corner of the world
with his voice activated missile
and the curse to lead him in his attempt
of figuring out the secret word

soo obvious
i try soo hard
i don't think he will ever get it
in love 
and in hate
he loves me
a peculiar crime to return him to innocence
to be part of the true reflection of the meaning of life

if something goes wrong with the meaning of life
it affects the gods that are his reflection
mankind a reflection of these gods
working throughout history buying one more piece of the puzzle to perfection
mankind a hero, just needs to start acting like one

with half a brain trying to show the world its own broken heart
i can't give you the answer just selfrighteously string you along
working on tricking an evil genie to get what you want
sometimes you have to do things half backwards to get it done
eventually the time will come when we realise the blind leading the blind
yeah sure, when hell freezes over they'll say
and right around the corner the karma police on the scene of the crime

undercover to tell the truth
of one unbelievable lie


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The Homecoming

The wind’s warmth gently breathes into my veins
As the road winds through a familiar passage.
Across the dusk canvas a welcoming aura emanates
From the city and streets I once called my own, 
This is my homecoming.

Smiles dawning on the mouths of friends in waiting
And mine, mine as well as I know the joys to come…
Where trails converge tales emerge, old new alike
Cheers to you you you, round round round.

Lives change change, love weight work
Lost gained gained lost, yet no one’s really changed.
The old refrain sang and sung, off key in harmony
Midnight wick sits searing, behind the window pane.

From the town I loved, the road winds away
My gaze now content on faces in the dashboard
Smiles dawning on the mouths of family waiting
And mine, mine as well as I know the joys to come…
This is my homecoming.


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' ... Your Answer '

I Want to be Your Answer…
That God Sent to Your Prayer
I Want to be That Woman-Wonder
 By Your Side Forever, There

I Want to be Your Helper
I Want to be Your Friend
and Passionate, Perfect Lover
and Love You Straight to …  Amen

I Will Always Respect You
I Will Make Sure Others Do Too
They will Know, ‘I Show’… its ‘Us’-Two
God, Brought and Bound, Brand-New

I Want to Bring You Peace
I Want to Add to Your Power
This Honor to You, Will Never Cease
Thru Each Eternal – Year, Day, Hour

Every Moment, I Want to Share My Joy
I Want to Lift You in Every Way
‘Cause, You Are ‘ The Man ‘ and not a Boy…
You Have The Right to Lead… ‘ O K !’

… and in All the Sparkles, Which I Speak of…
… I Want to be Your Rainbow-Dove
I Want to Be Your Own-True-Love
That God Sent You… From Above

… and if Questioned – ‘Do You Believe in Happily-Ever-after?...”
… I Want to be … Your Answer


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Wonderless {Lamart C}

I don't mind if you're not beautiful to those who only look outside of you
that's the only part that humans realize before they really see you
but Im alive and know I know I took my time to know you inside and out
so Im wonderless and im finding out that your beautiful eyes are still out there
I'll feel alright when you say you feel the same
but how can we feel this way,living five hundred miles away?

Im dying out here by myself,do you care do you even hear my heart shatter
will you catch the pieces when they fall
and will I ever see you when I come back home 


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My Statue

A constant presence
Watching over me
Always by my side
Ready to pick me up
Everytime I fall
No facades around you
I can be myself
I don't have to masquerade
As someone else so you
Will remain true to me

Through the many storms
That have come our way
You have remained
Knowing all my secrets
Knowing all my sins
Nothing I could do would
Ever cause your statue
For me to crumble

Despite so many years
Of unrequited love
You waited a lifetime
Just for the chance 
To show me your love 
No matter what I looked like
No matter what I had done
To break your heart
You always referred to me
As your ideal woman
"Perfect" in your eyes
Your love for me is true
Like a statue always standing
As a tribute of your devotion



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Taken For Granted

Never cherished
Taken for granted
Forgotten
More often than not
No one truly has seen
The beauty that lies
Inside my heart 
When I love someone
Every breath I breathe
Is only for my love
So I can spend one more
Moment giving them a tender
Kiss or loving embrace
I cannot live without their love
It is like life saving oxygen 
That I would perish without

So every year that passes
Little pieces of my heart die
I struggle for every breath
For every love that comes my way
Comes with a double edge sword
For my desire I must always pay a price
Abuse is the only kind of love I have known
It either comes in the form of neglect
Comes in the form of battering my body or
Lastly it comes by the battering of my soul
Through words of emotional abuse that are uttered
I have been left a damaged, incomplete woman that 
Does not know how to recognize anything but dysfunction

Love is our reason for living
But, love forsakes so many
The world is a lonely place
Many people don't have
Someone to love them
They sleep alone without
A lover to embrace them
They have no one with which
They can share a meal 
No one to hold them 
When they cry
No one to hold their
Hand when they are ill
No one to stand by them
When the road they are 
On gets a little bumpy

If you are fortunate 
Enough to be loved
Cherish what you have
Been blessed with
Hold on to it tight 
Never letting it go
Treasure the gift that has
Been bestowed upon you
Always let your love know
How much they mean to you
You never know if that will
Be the last time you see them
Our life span has no guarantees
Live every day like it is your last
Put an end to your searching
Because what lies before you
Is where you will find true utopia


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Sociopath Part 1

You don't see me
As a woman
You only see me
As your prey
Your next meal
Seeking to devour me
With your razor sharp fangs
Superficially charming
But, I see through your facade
Your smoke and mirrors
Aren't fooling me
Salivating at the
Thought of making
Me your next victim
You feel Carnal desires
Burning inside you
Swelling up like 
A tidal wave
Trying to make this
Surfer catch a ride
On your cryptic sailboat
In your sea of 
Sacrificial lambs

Cruel deception
Pretty lies
Cool as an 
Autumn breeze
With every single
Act of prevarication
That you commit
Shakespearean performances
In your presence
Acting out so many 
Histrionic displays 
Of drama to seduce
The gullible souls
Who want to understand you
So that you can exsert
Your dyspotic control
Over their lives
Enslaving them
Your narcissism
Prevents you from
Understanding the
Tears they cry
Because of your wrath

Monotone voice
No accentuation
No emphasis can
Be heard because
You don't mean
The words that
Leave your lips 
A poker face
Lacking grace
Devoid of sincerity
Communication only
A tool to manipulate


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Suicide via Love

My heart dies
Everytime you hurt me
My eyes cry tears
When you break my heart
Over and over again 
I loose little pieces of my soul
When you treat me with such indifference
Sometimes when I glance in the mirror
I cannot see my reflection staring back at me
Because my soul is slowly dying
Piece by piece is chipped away and lost
Because of the infinite sorrow
That you inflict upon me with such malice
I cannot go on like this
But, I won't be breathing much longer
You are killing me, causing me to expire
Every minute of every day

I hold out my arms to embrace
Death, an ending so sweet
To such a tragic existence
When the clock strikes midnight
I take journey to the cemetary
As I walk the eerie grounds
My heart is filled with envy
For the corpses that lay here
Are numb, they feel no more pain
No more broken hearts, no more abuse
They are forever free of their torment
The banshees will be coming for me soon
When I hear their screams I will eagerly
Run to them embracing the end of my
Tortured and disappointing life
For I never got my horse drawn carriage 
I never got to go to the ball in my 
Blue satin gown and glass slippers
Prince Charming never came for me either
There are two Princes that will come for me though
The first is the Prince of Nightmares: I have known him
For years just by many different names and faces
This Prince always wants the same things: my love,
My support, my sexuality, my womb or my devotion.
This Prince of Nightmares hypnotizes me first with his charms
Then on his elevator we descend right into the pits of Hell together
He leaves me there alone to rot and decay in his blackened abyss 
While he takes the elevator back to where we just left from
The second Prince I will meet is the Prince of Darkness
We shall make each other's acquaintance very soon
For too many sins with my Prince's of Nightmares has
Assured me a place in his fiery den
Leaving my body a pile of ashes 


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Content

you take my hand
gently trace my palm
inspires me
reminds me
of my mom
love and innocence
slumbers with us
in our bed
it's not said
but it's strong
my lust for you
it's even
always just on time
but I'm satisfied
just knowing your mine
my knowing hand
is always in your hair
so content and safe
knowing you are there



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Falling Dreams

* This was written for someone dear to me. *



Falling Dreams
     by Amy Swanson (c) 2007


Falling... falling...
    ... so much in my head...

is it even worth it
    to get out of bed?

Really not sure, can I face the day


But life goes on...

      life goes on.

             I'll find a way.


I can't explain exactly why it is I feel so blue
    but I would bet some money, it still has to do with you!

People go through harder things, and this I understand - 
    but my world's been turned upside down completely by a man.


I've been through this before
    should have recognized it when
          the problem started knocking at my door.


I hate this feeling... hate what you have done to us.

And you don't even care;
       No, you don't even care.


Destroyed my security
and made me doubt our unity -
true love is such a rarity.


And so it's left to me
patch the pieces of this life
Make believe I feel no pain...

            and go on as your wife.



But... my heart still feels fractured
         betrayed and torn

And in my dreams I will be

Falling...

falling...

falling.


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Questions

If I smiled at you
would you smile back
or would you simply turn
your head and pretend not
to notice?

If I cried would you comfort me
or leave me alone to suffer?

If I said 'I love you' would you
respond with a slap or a kiss.

If I died would you grieve or
would you simply start your
life anew?


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When Will You Leave Me

A tormented soul
No peace, no solace
Just uncertainity lies here
Because I always think
About the day that you
Will leave me behind
So many before have
Promised to always
Love me and be my fortress
But, in the end they walk
Out the door never to return
Sometimes without even saying goodbye
They leave like I never existed

These tales of romance
Are all reminscent of one another
We make each other's acquaintance
We feel an attraction for one another
From there our infatuation blossoms
Into love that constantly grows in it's intensity 
We share our innermost thoughts and secrets
A frenzy of passion is ignited by just a glance
In an enchanted wonderland we roam and
Dance under the moonlight, kissing under the
Midnight sky, wishing upon the stars that shine so brightly

The magic between us eventually fades
Just like in Cinderella the clock has struck midnight
The time is up for the spell that we were under
We return to the reality that was always waiting for us
The one that we were trying to escape from

Cruelty knows me well
Felt so much wrath
From my loves
Twisted logic
Acidic words
So often forgotten
So often neglected
Unfathomable sins
Committed by my love
Receive my forgiveness
But, my trangressions are 
Dealt with so harshly
Instead of a pardon
Only judgment is received
My unconditional love
Was given in vain

So when all I hear is silence
I dread every minute until
I am with my love again
For when we are apart
I fear that the day has come
When I will cry out for your
Love and never find it again
I need to feel my love's warm embrace
Or hear the sound of your gentle voice
For I need the reassurance only you can give
But, even then my mind ruminates about our
Last day because no one ever stays around
My lonely past has taught me to always
Prepare for the day that you abandon me
But, in my heart I hold onto the dream of
You being my soul mate that I can journey
Through life with for all of eternity


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Assignation to Annihilation

A poetic collaboration between Mother and son

By Jordan Adorno and Courtney Dyer


So cold, concrete heart! Absent soul, unable to love.

Your warm tears only leave me frozen.  

Ice flows through your veins

Frosty demeanor, feeding off the vulnerable!

Like a sadistic vampire, draining the energy of naive souls, doomed to sink into 
your abyss.

Your fangs of poison limit my days as your words ravish my soul.

Everything you touch crumbles, I witness as you punch the blood-stained rattle, and 
I fall into a loveless void.

Barren of empathy, your actions bring me nothing but hostility.

Tell me again the definition of bliss.

For in this wretched life this fact I have missed

I imagine dying, naked in the snow; you dare not to see

I endeavor in wanderlust, wanting courage to flee.

Yet I am no longer your snow queen; I am fearful and icy.

You offer me no benevolence, solace, or a trace of a happy sensation.

Now I hold my garnished gun, fantasizing of the bloodbath of your obliteration.

Co-written by Jordan Adorno


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BB's Rattle

BB's really rattle in the shell
Of a container,loose like bell
Clapper, hanging free to ding
Ideas rattle in poet's brain to ring

The audience, and awake from sleep
Oh! Into a new dimension of deep
Thoughts, understanding of heights above
The ordinary, into a new realm of love  (truth)


(Thank you Lord for your blesssings on me.)


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I Still Want to Believe

"I love you" the words I simply whisper..
I have nothing left to say or to give you an answer..

Many years of agony worn..
Many memories of love torn..

The world offers misconstrued notions.
I give you my heart, full of true emotion.

What little I have to give, is just me..
Take my heart or just guilelessly run free.

Our vows are intertwined with unknown fears.
My love is heartfelt and always sincere.

Your presence still lingers even when you leave..
Departing with promises, that I still want to believe.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' May Moonlight Touch ... '

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
As You Lie, Awake In Bed …
May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
And Glow Around Your Head …

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But, Never Touch Your Face
‘ Lest, You Forget The Yellow
Ribbon, I Put Into Place

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But, Never Light Upon Your Lips
And Drink Nectar and Swallow
And Linger For More Sips

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But Never Brush Against Your Cheek …
My Fingers, Own That Fellow
And On My Palm, You Must Not Cheat

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But Never Alight Upon Your Eyes
For I Would Build A Gallows
And Rise and Hang Her Moonbeams High !

For Alas, My Sweet, The Willows Weep
 Sighing, As  Bedroom Drapes Billow
Guarding Dreams Deep … Watching You Sleep
As Moonlight, Touched Your Pillow …


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Games With the Crone

Strategizing your next move
In our little game of chess
That we have been playing
Against each other for so long
Precious one, don't you
Realize that I already
Know your next move
My teacher was Bobby Fischer 
He taught me how to defeat
Players just like yourself
He made me a pro at this 
Game of cat and mouse

My eyes see the truth
My ears hear what you
Are really saying and 
Not what you utter to me
I know what you're thinking
I know how you will answer 
Me before you even open 
Up your lying mouth
No naive school girl here
I have been playing this
Game longer than you
And believe me, baby
I know how to win
I will take your King
Before you even get a
Chance to move your pawn

You cannot defeat the 
Mistress of love games
I have have been played 
With too many times
To miss when I have
Met up with another player
Trying to outwit the dominatrix
Are you going to quit or
Am I going to have 
To get the whip out?
Save your masquerading
For someone who will
Fall for your bag of tricks
This old crone has been around
Way too long to be fooled
By a mere amateur like you



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' Masculine Majesty ... ' Medieval # 2

           ‘ Masculine  Majesty … ’ 
             Medieval Lines # 2


Lo’ and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty
Thy Manliness, Suits Thee, Most Perfectly
As Knightly Swain, doth’ this Maid Elate
Wherefore Thy Warrior Hands, Commence Passionate

Thy Kingly Eyes, Glisten-Graciously, Wise
And Smolder My Sight, as Sun doth’ Skies
Thy Princely Lips, Whence Wine doth’ Drip
Dare I Partake One Sip, ere’ Swoon and Skip?

Thy Presence and Essence, art’ Aphrodisiac to My Soul
I Beseech Thee, Sup from Mine Alchemy-Bowl
Forsooth, by Thine Bow and Arrow 
and Mine Own, Blood, Bone Marrow …

… I Must Have Thee, lest’ I Wail in Sorrow
I Forswear The Handsomeness of Any Other Fellow
The Look of Thee, Melts Me … Like Candle Tallow
Thence … I Shall Seek Thy Love … on The Morrow

Lo’ and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty …


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The Dream Portal

The Dream Portal 
The Dream Portal 
It was a fancy building very large several stories tall an old mansion 
Very similar to something from my past perhaps a large wooden plantation 
house where many slaves were quartered after the rich white folks died. 
It could even have been a ranch house from the days of yesteryear when Long 
John Silverman the Lonesome Stranger lived. The lady whom eye love was in a 
costume dress and ewe found a matching hat like ladies use both purple dyed in 
woolen splendor the facade of the structure of the place was painted puce and 
purple peeling from abuse of years in westward weathered SUN shining from 
the desert EAST. It was she descending spiral staircases 
Admired at by the many puerile longings of the man who loves her still? 
 Resplendent in her glory long legs move slowly incased in purple dress where 
soon she met the GHOST of friendship past a man she knew while he was yet 
living looking for the day of funeral. He was searching for the memorial that most 
men crave they want remembrances. This story is a true version though the 
name of the ewe is kept a heart secret. This was ewe dream a portal if ewe will it 
came to be told by me through longing olde. 


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Passive Aggressive

Revenge is so sweet
When you have no clue
That I even sought it
Against you and even
Sweeter when you never
Even knew I was
Infuriated with you
In the first place
It is more thrilling when
You never saw it coming
Revenge is so nice
When you pay the price
For your misdeeds
Living in ignorance
Of the passive aggressive
Villan that planned your fall
Revenge is so much fun
When I reminisce about
What I have done
I love having this
Secret weapon that
You will never discover
Everytime Lady Justice
Dispenses justice your way
You will never suspect that
It was I that gave her the
Ammunition that she 
Needed to alienate you
My angel face decieves you
Making you think I am sweet
When in reality Jezebel roams
Inside my heart always asking
Herself "Who is next"?


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WHO ARE YOU

                                       Who are you? I don't know
                                     Let me know first myself better
                                             I will know you later
 
                                               Do you know that
                                            if I know you better first
                                                 you will be later

                                           Come on and go ahead on
                                              I want you be the top
                                         I want to cheer up with that Joy

                                             You hate me that I know
                                      but I love you even I be a sparrow
                                            You be the Queen always

                                             Far away from the Region
                                             though there's no tension
                                                  I love you always

                                         
                        
Note: It's a write of a good husband of hot head with calm mind  where                               
well wisher husband wishes the best for his wife in casual dispute.                                        


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Purist Pain

Look through the "windows" of my soul..
See their "pain" as it takes its toll.

My heart beats with each tear dropped.
Try as I may they cannot be stopped.

Hoping one day my heart will be filled; with you again.
With the purist of love, that we once had; until the end.


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Thief

Stolen youth, lost in the past
Hiding my face in my pillow,
Don't want him to hear.
Everything is soaking wet,
Laying very still, 
Careful not to wake him.
My heart is full of sorrow,
Could this be all my life has to offer?
My body trembles and
My soul aches.
What could have been?
All time has withered away,
like a petal from a discarded bouquet.
I'm never alone yet I feel lonely.
Who is there to really care for me?
To hold me when I'm sad,
To tell me everything will be all right.
He isn't the one for me,
The one I married so long ago.
He's not as soft as she,
Nor is he as sweet.
Like a thief in the night,
Robbed of my youth and innocence.


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What Hasnt Been Named

The blood was so red,
Mixed within the water,
I tried not to look,
At what my eyes where ashamed of.
Yet it held my gaze,
Like a lover lost,
In his angels soul.

I held you tightly,
Embracing our pain,
I could feel you shake,
The fear in your tears,
Overpowering what was suppose to be,
As you called out my name,
I pulled the plug,
Wishing for forgiveness.

The tornado came,
As I watched what was once my dream,
Spiral and spin,
Its sound of thunder,
How can this be such a perfect storm,
That has yet to be named.

I ran more water,
Hot became cold,
In library time,
I recalled what was told,
Just hours before I had accepted,
Everything was suppose to be ok,
It wasn’t going to rain,
Not today not ever,
I can still see the stain.

I silently asked why,
You so loudly called out my name,
Over and over again and again,
Both asking questions,
How can we fix this pain,
Of flooding confusion…
The answers never came.

I tried not to get sick,
I tried to be strong,
As I hid your eyes,
My chest wet with your dreams,
Things started to spin,
All I could do was pray,
Please give me back,
What hasn’t been named.


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Seesaw

His seesaw
Unjust
Asymmetrical
Rocky terrain
Never level
Inequitable
Divergent existence
In his kingdom
He holds all
The power
Reigning over her
Exerting his
Diabolical supremacy
To tighten the chains
Around this slave 
Even tighter to ensure
That he always keeps
Her blind to his deception

With intense 
Prodigality
She showered him
With so much 
Adoration and love
While she's neglected
Starving for even
The slightest hint
Of devotion for her
The embodiment
Of loneliness she
Desperately hungers
For the nourishment
That will ensure 
Her survival

Through the years
Her star lost it's
Luminous shine
Hope took a bow
Departing forever
Vitality depleted
She gave so much
Of herself to him
But, despite the
Sweet, tender
Gestures that she
Did for him 
He only flouted 
Her futile attempts
To please him

Sweet gestures
Long aborted
Went unnoticed
For quite some time
But, eventually
He sensed her 
Absence from 
His empty life
It haunting him
No other 
Feminine spirit
Was quite like her
No one again ever
Had the dedication
Or love for him
That she possessed
Now he knew how
Much she was worth
To him so he decided
To search for the
Love he abandoned 
With such indifference

One eerie chilly
Winter night
He heard the wailing
Of the banshees
He followed the
Loud screeching 
That roamed
In the night
Ending up at 
A playground
In a park he
Once took her to
For a moment
He heard the
Sound of her voice
Feeling overjoyed
He ran towards
Those angelic sounds
Until he found her
Then let out screams
At the sight of her
Frail & withered body 
Hanging from the
Seesaw he used
To lobotomize her
Causing her to die
As she lived
As his zombie


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I Wed Thee

The eyes of God are in these eyes standing here when I look at you. 
My salvation! You’re honest and true crying real teardrops of heartfelt tears.
As the Sun sets by night and rises to the dawning of our blessed brand new day, 
I Wed Thee to the very best of the all there’ll ever be of me.
I promise to cherish the smile upon your face and to conquer your early morning hidden fears
I promise to abide abundantly to a heavenly scent that comes from me through you,
Forever I’m your lock and you my Master Key!
The eyes of God are in the eyes of you!
My breath, my life, and all of my existing meaning, 
I do Wed the “Most Honorable Husband in Thee”!
As the Moon lights the evening skies and fulfills these promising days, 
I Wed Thee to everything God ever meant for you in this world to be.
I promise to adore your brilliance and to magnify your streaks of gold in the Sun’s blinding glare! 
I Wed Thee to a most promising brand New prospering Year!
I promise to Love, Honor, and Respect your wisdom for many lives that shall follow and proceed! 
Following you, I am always so very close when you’re near.
I Wed Thee and by these hands we shall forever be blessed and correctly fed.
I Wed Thee, by my God given name and I now declare our all a final by being done and said!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2002


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Who Are YOU To Judge?

Are you seriously lecturing me?
Belittling my every move
Cause I’m pretty confidant
Drastically you need to improve

Stand in judgment of yourself first


Details | I do not know? | |

To David

You broke 4 hearts instead of just one
Mine, Dylan's, Alexis' and your son's
Love must come so easily to you
To so many broken and used

"Let's get back to the people we once were
But can you remember, it is all one big blur
"It hurts me too," so you say
You seem to forget all in one day

It's to hard and you don't want to try anymore
There you go running for the door
You say your not like your father in anyway
But, when you look in the mirror, it is him that looks away

It is me that has changed so much
But, I am here crying for you touch
All the broken promises that never came true
At least now, I can see straight through you

All the lies, the words spoke so dear
Leaves nothing but a deafen tone in my ear
I gave you what everone is looking for
Unconditional love you left at the door

You will never have love like mine twice
That kind of luck is never with the roll of the dice
When you find yourself alone and cold
I will still be shining bright and bold

My love will always stay true
But never again, be all about you
So have fun living life to the most
I will raise my glass and make a toast

To the biggest fool life has shown to me
Beacause he is so selfish and conceited I see
He will always be alone
Because all he thinks about is ME, ME, ME


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Wounds of Love

Love, a bittersweet blessing
Sometimes it fills us with joy
Sometime it drives us to madness
We feel it's power either way
We cannot escape it's grip on us

Without warning it enters our heart
Suddenly our lover becomes the entire
Focus of our lives without us even realizing it
This is when the dark side of love reveals itself

We hang on every word they utter in our presence
Waiting for the poetic words that make us feel adored
When acidic words are screamed instead 
Our emotions intensify and explode

We transform into another being
One that knows not rational thought
But, whose emotions dominate their lives
A wounded heart commits acts that defy logic
Like a mighty twister spiraling out of control
There is no taming the ferocious beast 
That is starved for affection by their lover

When our lovers cherishes us 
And fills that emptiness inside us
We feel loves enticing magic
But, when we are neglected
And battered our sweet demeanor
Vanishes and is replaced with wrath

When you starve your lover
They become vicious
Remembering the bitter
Sting of your rejection
They cannot handle
The emptiness they 
Are being engulfed with
They drown in despair
Falling victim to the
Wounds of love



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"Net Lust"

You sit in your "man cave" lusting off the net..
Not bringing it up, because you know it makes me upset.

And yet, evil fingers invite me into your domain.
If I turned to the "dark side" I wouldn't be the same.

My heart is hurting but, who am I joking?
I know what you look up, and what you are enjoying.

You delete "my hurt" and cover your faces of lust.
Too late, you have crossed my boundaries of trust.

You peek into windows hoping for something new.
Then you click to close them after "you're through".

And yet, some would come to say...
At least he's not physically going astray.

My heart ruminates over this theory.
Yet mentally it leaves my thoughts feeling weary.

Society~Go join him in his wonderland of cyber fun!
But, my soul apprehends, this would be morally wrong.


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Metamorphosis

Illuminating purity
Radiating a luminous shine
Capturing the hearts
Of spectators
Leaving delicate imprints behind

Tainted love
Darkens the light
Histrionic superiority
Suffocates the rebuttal
Injustice reigns so arrogantly
Defiantly removing my security

Mirror reflecting 
Secret sins from the past
No clemency
No compassion
Just eternal damnation
In your kingdom

Though pieces of my soul 
Are dying every waking hour
Here I remain
Imprisoned in Stockholm 
Worshipping my captor

Erased from existence
Reminiscence only a tribute
To a dream that died long ago
Roaming the cemetery
To find myself again
Suicidal blindness
Living for a fairytale
That is dead 
Metamorphosis in Sweden
Means I am no more



©  2008 Courtney Dyer


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The Dawn That Darkened Me

 
I saw the sun, I looked away
The Dawn has darkened me
She has sent me into a bitter decay
The Dawn engulfed me
Dawn's flower has opened  
He enters her lair
The evil that Dawn has
Has roaming in her
Heart will consume all
That are naive enough to
Fall victim to her deadly spell
That hypnotizes and entices
Making you feel like you are
In an enchanted magical utopia
Full of splendid decadence and bliss
But, beware of this illusion before you
If you follow her she will darken you 
Casting a dark shadow over your existence forever


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Sociopath Part 2

A tyrannical monster
Guided by his desires
Never by his conscience
No origin of empathy 
The machine was 
Never born
Like the tin man
He has no heart
With which to love
Anyone but himself
Delusions of Grandeur
He feels entitled 
To all the treasures and
Pleasures he can find
Walking on the bellies
Of the infants
That he has bitten
He hides his misdeeds
Stroking his ace 
He satisfies himself
By listening to
My tormented screams
Now hungry again
To deceive another
One he perceives 
As being weak

Restless, bored
Craving stimulation
Starved for the thrill
He goes for the kill
That will sustain 
His own survival

I am his piano
Making his music 
By thumping 
On my keys
Ebony or ivory
It doesn't matter
As long as he
Bruises my soul
Rocking vibrations 
From the melody
In which you play
Shakes me violently
Like an earthquake
So deadly, So sadistic
He is the embodiment of evil
Domination, Humiliation
Just a tool
For destruction
You castrated
My pedals with
Your ferocious foot
I used to believe
You came here
Because you loved
The comfort of my bench
No longer blind, Now I see
That I was just an
Instrument that you played
To feed your diabolical mind
Another soulless sociopath
Looking for his next fix


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Too Long a Linger in Sorrow

Too Long a Linger in Sorrow
Tormented heart
Transformed to numbness
Trading fairytales for survival
Choosing sanity over the love 
That is draining my soul

Instant gratification
A lifetime away
Infinite emptiness
Lingering madness
Dissolving the fairy dust
Lying in our path

Exhausting existence
Day after day
Screaming for solace
Tears fall for I see no end
Wishing for your death
So I can be set free from the chains
That keep me bound 

Frozen in sorrow
Dead inside
Looking for my savior
To resurrect me

Now the culprit
A villainess
Recapturing her dream
At any price

Too many secrets
Locked inside my heart
Who dwells here I ask myself?
No longer recognizing the woman inhabiting my spirit
A stranger to even myself



©  2008 Courtney Dyer


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Jealousy

My covetous nature 
Has left you in a state of perturbation
Betraying my diffident manner
As if I have been possessed
Maybe I am
For what agitates you
Torments me endlessly
Like a ghostly presence roaming the earth 
In search of peace
I will never find it
Because jealousy is my master
That rules over me



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Box Without a Key

Box Without a Key


You scuttle in darkness, avoiding
the light of everyday living.
Fed by your mistress, the needle,
and I am unforgiving.

Could not battle her 
siren call, could not send her away.
Only times you were happy
was when she came out to play.

Worked with you, 
helped you find light,
but you preferred the
hidden darkness of night.

When the last bone was broken,
the last word said,
I rode the freedom bus
and pretended you are dead.

Hope is a cancer
eating me from inside out,
filling my mind with ideas,
trying to erase my doubt.

For now I keep you locked away
in a box with no key,
praying in the darkness
that one day I may set you free.


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Our Creation

Loco lonely liaison
Passionless painful prize
Who we were withering
Erroneous empty eyes

All alone aimlessly 
Sitting silent suffering
Soulless stranger sadly
Ruthless regretful ring

Astute audacious affection 
Brings betrayed blasphemy
Pleading posing practicality
Misleading mental me

Destruction deviated distance
Afar against all advice
Cries crafting compassion 
Disarmed disloyal device  

© Stacy Lynn Stiles
  


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Hammer

Fists smashed my bones
Words gouged my heart

Never saw a hammer
hard as a word?

Hard as a hammer on my soul

Bones broke
They healed crooked

but they healed

Heart just withered up
and turned to ashes

Refuses to beat, wants
to be scattered on the sea

like the ashes of some
mariner of oldy times

Shot me
in my ankle, the one

that aches today like
fire I can’t put out

Biggest, meanest weapon
he held on me

the word, goodbye


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Peace

Vexed by your effrontery
Little pieces of my
Heart die every time
That I Reminiscence  
About the recent past
Memories of your
Cruel demeanor
Are haunting me
Needing you to
Elucidate your
Actions so that
There will finally 
Be a cessation 
Of the cruciation 
I feel inside myself

Bottling up my sorrow
Desolate existence
Secluded from your life
Feeling a colossal loss
Restless, unable
To tranquilize
My tortured thoughts
Living in a state of
Tormenting solicitude
Palliate my suffering
Bequeath your loving
Solace on me so my
Soul can find peace


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free

moments of you on my fingertips
patterns of smells
i am in love
dammit

Is this free?

am I  free to beautiful, and bold?
can i say anything I want?

Screw you, I will say anything I want.

I WANT YOU.


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Pack Your Bags

Pack your bags 
It’s time to go
Worn out welcome
As if you didn’t know

Pack your bags
It’s time to flee
Away from this chaos
Far from me

Pack your bags
It’s time to depart
Find another pawn
Build a fresh new start

Pack your bags
It’s time to leave
Don’t forget anything
It’s time for me to believe

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Cruel

My life is your love
It is like my oxygen
I cannot exist without it
Sweet words from you
Fill me with bliss for days
Euphoria consumes me
When you shower me
With all of your love
But, there are times when
I cannot reach you
Your mind is so far away 
Where are you?

Sometimes you display
Such a cold demeanor
Your reception towards
Me so chilly and
I am baffled as to why
But, what I dread the
Most is when your
Coldness esculates 
Into a paranoid rage
You become a different person
I don't know who you are
I have never met you before
You are a total stranger to me

This stranger crucifies me
With his acidic words
Void of any discretion
He will not censor himself
He is heartless and cruel
When I look into his eyes
I see evil staring back at me
It is like I have come face
To face with the devil

I want to rescue my love
But, I cannot break down
The mighty fortress he has
Built around himself
Though I fight viligently
For his soul I cannot save him
Only he can fight this battle
He must face the demons that
Have been haunting him to
Finally be free to love me
Without his wrath or cruelty




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The Provider

When autumn chilled the maple
And turned the ginko leaves to gold
Strolling by creek water ripples
I my love to hubby told

The provider who's not gifted
At tender loving charms
Wrapped his arms around me
In gratitude that was warm

Once he picked me wild flowers
A bucket full I'd say
Just to show his appreciation
For loving him always


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Passion

Our love burns-
Like bleach on a flesh wound,
My love will never,
Can never,
Fail me,
Bodies like oil paint on the wall,
Intertwined so severely,
One cannot tell one from the other,
That is us.


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Impressed We're Not

Who and what you are
Is nothing to be proud
Lacking the sensibility
Obnoxious shouts so loud

I know what you sadly seek
And the evil that clearly exists
Surrounding your body entirely
With a wicked show of fist

Your stature is all you have
Proud of being so large
Intimidating those around you
Excessive need to be in charge

No one is impressed 
By the toughness and the braun
So find another method
To cover all your wrongs

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Quarter's Ebb Tide

Quarter's Ebb Tide
A quarter of a century
Stolen from the heart
Broken bonds
Deception thriving in secrecy
Trading in the ball and chain
For a different vice
With another name
Escaping your prison
Freedom awaits
It shall reign arrogantly
Like the court jester
That you have become
But, nothing has changed
Swimming in stagnant waters
Going nowhere
Running in circles
Tears fall because you are the same
Just a broken soul
Trying to find the truth
But, living a lie
Like the coward that you are
Smashing the mirror
That reflects your misery
Bloody hands of debauchery
Are all that remain
In your empty existence
Solitary rodeo
Diving in the crimson sky
Of tempting illusions
Falling to your death 

©  2008 Courtney Dyer


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Symbolic Lies

Representation you do depict
Of a crafty liar who does subsist
Can’t keep focused in any type of thought
In fear of being noticed, in fear of being caught

A figure so grand, yet honesty you lack
Stature so appealing; strangers you do attract
Charisma and charm attached as well
Don’t get too close for dishonesty they’ll smell

Reeking of deceitfulness; the aroma engulfs you whole
Never believing the price you’d pay would be your entire soul
So go ahead and fool them; portray yourself as who you’re not
For all your lies will catch up with you and never be forgot

It’s amazing how your contentious has no remorse to show
It’s astounding how your dignity has vanished ever so slow
So go ahead and fool them for I know who and what you are
The time is nearing quickly for all that charm to unwittingly disbar 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Switching Sides

Tugging on my strings
Pushing me to the brink of insanity
With your endless taunts
Your twisted mind games
You know the power you hold over me
Giving yourself a grandiose view 
Of your worth to me
Assuming that my slavish devotion
Means a desire for your heart
For it is not amorous love that drives me
It is my intense hatred
For your suffocating presence
That has left me in this state of humble prostration 
My submissiveness actually liberates me
Setting me free
From your dominant hand
That you have wrapped around my throat
Your eyes are blind to the hidden power I possess 
Your delusions of grandeur
Tell you that you have me under your spell
While all this time
I have been planning my escape 
From your deadly grip


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great ESCAPE

Give me 200 miles
a couple of smiles
baby, that's my ticket
it won't take much
I'm scared but 
I think I can make it
I'll take this check
greatgrandmother sent
and I'll hit the road
and we'll be safe
K, got this plan
again, I am petrified
I'm doing it!
I'm driving 
got my babies
they got me
I call mama
her waiting to hear from me
she knew I would call
knew I would fall
into her everlovin arms
this is a story
maybe boring
but mine
mine




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With This Kiss

Willingly,
I give 
This 
Heart;
To 
Have and hold.
Inscribed with
Special hopes and dreams, of my 
Kindred soul…
Inseparably,
Spliced within the 
Splendors gracing our lives


Comments:
Happily, I seal my pledge with this kiss
Assuredly, this love shall last eternally


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Cold Hearted Snake

Cold Hearted Snake 
      A cold hearted snake you are to me.
      Your golden promises are pitiful and so phoney.

      You construed my feelings from my intentions.
      My deep rooted hatred intensifies my conviction.

      Playing your trump, you are the swindler of hearts.
      You won't deceive me now, like you did from the start.

      You are a cold hearted snake and always will be.
      I will blot you out of mind and heart oh, so blithely!


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The Broth

 
The Broth 
The Broth 


Too many cooks spoil the broth is the adage eye have heard it all my life. The 
cook one is not used to sharing the pot the cook two has arrived and she is trying 
to survive and the hair is the fur flying up on the first cook to arrive as a batter up 
not ready to give up the batter in the broth. Please to the cook one try to share yes 
dear eye am certain it seems hard and impossible now but this time will come 
open somehow eye do not want the cook two to win but she has to survive for all 
of us to live cannot we be generous and share all our time eye will never give up 
the broth must be hot and so ready to serve only time can erase the bad taste 
that the second cook brought. Please keep the broth simmering in the pot and 
keep try to keep me ici lest eye die without broth without love. 
 
           
 
 
 The Broth     
 


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Karma

Lucky for me,
fortunate for you.
We found our destiny,
intentions so true!

Chances we took,
accidents on cue.
Caressing so cautious,
words misconstrued!

Our fate bound,
our luck running out.
Careless we whisper,
outcome in doubt!

Is this coincidence,
meeting by chance?
I never felt the karma,
of love at first glance!!


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Rebellious One

Stability is my wish
But, you rock the boat
Taking me into a fantasy world
Where nothing else matters
Being with you is my only concern
Dancing with you on cloud nine
Spinning me round and round
I feel euphoric
Don't want to come down from this high
Then back to reality
Boredom wakes me
Depression sets in
Craving the excitement
Here we go again
On another journey
Into your land of make believe
Rebellious to the end


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Awakened

As we embark on this odyssey
An epiphany consumes my senses
In my self awakening
I concluded that our journey
Will be a day of doom
My sapience tells me that
You cannot be trusted 
I must vamoose before 
I become this enigma I despise
As I give my valediction through
My poetic euphuism
I venture on my sabbatical
Far away from you


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child like love

Child like love
Trust holding on to ewe the way a young man holds his lovers hand
Eye almost said his mothers hand and yes his lovers tewe we nevere are so 
nervous with the mother but for some umfathomanable reason there is not no 
need for more discussion the lover causes nerves and we so want to please 
ewe by the child like wishes turning into kisses and then ineesteemable love the 
kind that is still indescribable to anyone the HIGH and low we go to to find the 
peace we seek we seek to make ewe love the trust turned into love the love 
turned into kiss the kiss turned into blossoms of purple petals falling all around 
me oh god could this be love


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Nightmare - Dedicated to My Husband

I am running from a iniquitous force
Feeling his fiery breath on my neck
I am so tired of trying to escape from it
I am so tired of being trapped in this gloomy abyss
Chained to his endless interrogations
Where no answer I can ever give will satisfy his fury
Twisting every word that parts my lips
Transforming my syntax from what I mean to convey
Into an interpretation all of his own creation

Cold and callous
An unforgiving heart lies inside him
For there is a record of every sin 
That I have ever committed against him
And no punishment he ever gives me
Will erase them in his mind
All of my past transgressions become ammunition 
That will be used against me whenever he sees fit
As a diabolical method to destroy me
Inadvertently by my own hand

Plans of vengeance consume his thoughts
For he is the mastermind
With his own type of justice
He does not dispense his chastisement
In an equitable manner
The Biblical eye for an eye
Is just the beginning of his wrath
For he cannot sojourn there
The intensity and duration of my penance
Is completely at his discretion
And even though I paid my penalty today
That does not mean that he will not be ready
To inflict more torment on me tomorrow
For the same crime for which 
I have already received punishment

 


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Gifts of Nothing

When we have an argument,
Which is almost every day
I receive a gift of roses
Or a piece of jewelry to display

I wonder if it’s me
Am I the enabler of?
Monetary gifts of affection
Which try to buy my love

After so many vicious battles
And words which leave me numb
Your gift of roses means nothing
You must think I’m idiotically dumb

This isn’t the first time
My partner has tried to do this
It’s crazy when all I asked for
Was an embrace and meaningful kiss 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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The Many Sides of Me

I have a mind, a body, a sense that I am one
I am a husband and father, but first I was a son
I do have faith, but I question, the many times I’m tried
As, that just goes to prove that I have many sides

I am a worker for a dollar, with hopes to get much more
Truth be known, if I was richer, I’d know not what it’s for
I have a burning passion every morning, noon and night
To express my thoughts poetically, these ideas that I write

I also am a dreamer, allowing my mind to let me play
It helps to break monotony, to make a better day
I teach sixth grade religion, because kids today know not
They have no values, nor morals, truly they know squat

But, if I were to sum it up, this man of whom I speak
I would honestly have to say that I am quite unique
Though I may share some interests, commonalities you’d say
I am just me, with good and bad, I’d choose no other way


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You Don't Have to Like Me; but You Do Have to Love Me

I don’t care what you say
I confess there’ll come a day
When you are taken down a notch
Pray forgiveness; watch your watch

Take me or leave me, either way
You don’t have to like me
Nor do you have to stay

Love me you will for all I have done
Sacrifices I’ve made, you’ve made none
You think I’m bossy, I think you’re rude
You think I’m moody, I think your crude

Dislike who I am and ignore the signs
Dismiss my pleads and my worthless lines
You will respect me, this you owe to me
I’ve endured the hardships and all the misery

You, the King of disregard and of ignorance
I’m the Queen of contemptuous, remarks of bitterness
You don’t have to like me, but love me you will
Our vows of matrimony are dwelling with us still

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Who I Am

You heard the rhythm of my music

But didn't know what I was playing.

You heard the sound of my voice

But didn't know what I was saying.

You saw the words of my writing

But didn't know how to read it.

You saw the deeds of my heart

But didn't know what should proceed it.

Lest seeing you would realize,

Lest hearing you would understand

And perceive that all I say and do

Is who I am to be known firsthand.


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I Failed

I thought I could change you
What a whimsical scheme
Already set in your ways
What far fetched dream

You’re still the man
You proclaim to hate
Why do I even try?
I’m tired of this debate

I should have never wanted
To change the man you were
Even when you asked for help
I knew there was no cure

So failed you I did
For an impossible task
Make peace with yourself
You never should have asked

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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My Prince

My prince awaits in a dirty hovel 
Dashing poetic declarations 
My heart melts 
Tears well up in my eyes
I feel like he could rescue me
From my life
From myself
But, as I was walking by the willow tree
I saw something eerily familiar to me
It was he
But, not dressed in garments for royalty
Not dressed at all
His unclothed body exposed his secrets to me
No Prince ever awaited to set me free
Guess it was a fairytale
Living in a dream world
Seeing my Prince through rose colored glasses
The tint hiding his blemishes 


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Pane e Tulipani

Bread and Tulips

He was the provider
Supplier of the bread
She was lover of flowers
He was one that little said

She loved music
Dancing in the night
He wanted a maid
That ironed his shirts just right

One was a soul mate
The love of her life
The other just someone
Who wanted a maid to do things right

Who would she chose
To spent the rest of her life
The man who used her
Or the one who would treat her nice

(This is about a movie that I have seen. Not me personally.)


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Good morning Copout

I wake up
and
youy said
and you told me
and encouraged me
not to smoke
because it was killing me
does it matter?
If im a liar?
i dont remember
anymore
they were always there
everyday

the cars always sped
away
and i never heard 
the alarms
when i was living
for the dead
trying and crying
going and rolling
flowing
and
slowly
showing
you
your not alone

You know me
soo well
i sing 
all alone
I walk and talk like a rebel
it goes
on and on
and on and on
i dont know how to drive
into a wall of smoke
and burning desire

But into your arms
of trust where you know me
i go forward to scream it
out and im om my own
living the strange wave

Im here
Im Here 
IM HERE

Am I Alone?
Can anyone hear me?
do you see me?
can you smell
me?
do you still 
touch
me?

where does this story go....
the horn goes....
you wake up!
you scream awake
have a shower,
drink some coffee
say a little [rayer....

and admit defeat


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It Was An Accident

Everyone makes mistakes
We all fall short of His grace
I don’t believe yours are unintentional
Too much hatred is written all over your face

What did I do to deserve this?
I should be able to trust you with my life
Even with all of your “coincidental accidents”
I don’t feel the adornment of being your wife

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that”
“I was merely pushing it out of my way”
“I didn’t think it would graze you"
“And leave the marks I see displayed”

“I’m sorry it was simply an accident”
“An uncontrollable reflex not to be alarmed”
“I’m sorry if it actually made contact”
“My intent was never to cause you physical harm”

“Accidents do happen each and every day”
“I won’t take responsibility for unintentional act”
“Again, it was merely an accident”
“Your timing always seems to be exact”

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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Can eye Christian?

Can eye Christian?
Can a man live and grow and eat and sleep can he even love? eye am reminded 
of a MOSES growing up in the desert after Egypt he was skilled the BIBLE says in 
all the arts of LOVE? He got a wife one day at well and sent the other people 
packing with his STICK. Eye am sure they loved and lived. In the old same 
fashion of the world.
In the tent and out in the desert some making love a man and woman after all is 
said and done. Can a man have love even a man a gentile dog not overly 
concerned with fate just living and hoping for the future of iff and ever someday.
To have my violette flower to live and love again.
They ate meat and a Passover meal and loved and kissed as many people do. 
Please let it happen for the mee and especially the ewe.
The only thing that made MOSES a Christian was his name.
King David was the same. This would be my prayer to you today?
Can eye Christian? 
 
           
 
 
 
 


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I Remember

Remember when our love
Was so thoughtful and so kind?
Remember how you made me laugh?
Now I see how love is blind

Remember all the power you held,
with one embrace and passionate kiss?
Remember all the endless laughter
And the sweet essence of reminisce?

Remember the passion and caring
Over the simplest things in life?
Remember the moment you asked me,
To be your faithful wife?

Remember the how much you loved me,
And showed me with actions instead of words?
Remember our zealous display of affection?
The idea of it now seems to be so absurd

Remember how considerate we once were,
A very long time ago?
Remember the tone of our voices?
Soft and gentle without a despicable show

Remember when you said I do,
For now and all of eternity?
Remember we vowed to love each other,
To which both of us agreed?

Remember the many tears we shared
Over the many losses in our lives?
Remember you told me nothing would change?
Now we’re struggling for “this” to survive

I remember………

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Rhyme | |

Exhausted Avenues

Spent energy
No drive
Droopy eyelids
Must revive

Need sleep 
Too much to do
Running errands
Losing you

Cradling memories
Yesterday’s past
Sensing distance
Falling fast

Love for life
Children first
Endless devotion
Now we’re cursed

I won’t change
This is me
Lost in a tug of war
Amidst this jubilee 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles
 


Details | Free verse | |

ETERNITY

 ETERNITY 
Eternity 
How can a man hold water in the hand? 
does it run and drip and gone… 
How can a man live again? 
and live forever then… 
Forever is a moondrop a lightbeam a dream… 
Life is like a fraction of the aeon 
the never ending particle the spinning article… 
Never needing sleep never needing wheat 
but having very much having all the love… 
Starting over to do a thing and starting over 
and then starting over again… 
Without end no end no stop no more halt 
no lame thing no pain… 
No need for anything all needs provided 
making flowers grow… 
Meeting people that were dead 
and now alive for evermore… 
Water needs a container and to be contained 
a cup without a saucer is such a lame thing… 
Eye want to go to Heaven only after 
only after eye marry the poor mans daughter. 
Give me an eternity of love 
Bless my only one. 
Bless my love. 
Eternity. 





Details | Sonnet | |

Selective Hearing

Wasted thoughts of memory
You can’t remember anything
Are these actions intentional?
I’m frightened by what they bring

To me it seems to be selective
Your memory so to speak
For things defined important to you
Are the only matters you seek

Why won’t you just open your eyes?
So you can see I’m not the enemy
I’m the one who gave you my life
Yes, that woman was once me

Seeking your monetary gain
Is all you seem to care about
Lost perception of who you are
Pure intentions never devout 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Free verse | |

Time Condensed

Time Condensed 
Time Condensed 
Poetry    ( O ) pen 
               ( H ) eart 
Love       ( P ) oetry 
Heart     ( L ) ove 
            H  ( E ) art 
Trust      ( A ) we 
Truth TRU( S ) T       
Awe      LOV(E) OH PLEASE 
These words of love eye give to ewe in lieu of kiss. 
These words are penned instead of the 
Three thousand words of cahtter that eye would espouse 
If eye could have all of ewe time every moment of ewe day 
This is tTtime condensed. 
TRUTH is NOT left out. 
Truth equals TRUST and comes to me 
Every time eye read a poem that ewe send. 
Time Condensed. 



Details | Rhyme | |

On a Mission

I’m on a mission
To shut you out
What, I can’t hear you?
What are you talking about?

You say it’s rude
I say it’s fair
You want the spotlight
I don’t want to share

Oh, did you say something?
I guess I didn’t hear
Speak a little louder
I’m going deaf in both ears

How does it feel?
Never to be heard
Was it what you expected?
Uttering silent, voiceless words?

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | I do not know? | |

You Can't Take Back

You can’t take back the tears I’ve shed
You can’t take back the words you said 

You can’t take back the loneliness in my heart
You can’t take back the feelings to depart

You can’t take back the endless lies of deceit
You can’t take back the miles of defeat

You can’t take back the torture I’ve endured
You can’t take back the insecurities you’ve ensured

You can’t take back the disloyalty to me
You can’t take back the demeaning debris

You can’t take back the selfishness you display 
You can’t take back the relationship of decay

You can’t take back the need to dominate
You can’t take back the destruction you did create

You can’t take back the chaos and mental despair
You can’t give me back, wasted minutes, days, and years 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Rhyme | |

Tell Me I'm Not Crazy

Tell me I’m sane
Tell me I’m cute
Tell me I’m irresistible
Tell me I’m astute
Tell me I’m beautiful
Tell me I’m smart
Tell me I’m artistic 
Tell me I’m your heart
Tell me I’m witty
Tell me I’m secure
Tell me I’m insatiable
Tell me I’m pure
Tell me I’m not crazy
Tell me you were wrong
Tell me you were ignorant
Tell me you weren’t strong

© Stacy Lynn Stiles  


Details | Free verse | |

The Price

The price of knowing you
Is being chained
With no commands
Trapped, in your tepid cesspool
Your lukewarm water drains me of my power
Need to be the ruler or be ruled
Because even submissiveness gives me strength
Gives me power
Transfers the control
Back in my reach
To conquer what I see fit
Behind the disguise of a monarch butterfly
But, I am really a black widow
Ready to bite you
And inject you with my poison
Make your choice
Exert dominance over this slave
Or submit to my wishes
So I can unlock these chains
And be free from your deadly grasp



Details | Free verse | |

Missing Love

 Missing Love 
Missing Love 
 
 
Love sometime is missing ewe 
I'm blue but still alive 
All that rally matters most 
Is seeing ewe my host 
A day a nite a day a nite again 
And worth more than all of them 
A word from ewe to tell me love 
And everyone okay 
The time will pass away anon 
Today into Today 
While eye am missing love. 



Details | Free verse | |

The Dance

Dancing together
But, to a different beat
To a much different song
I dance with you 
Because I want to feel your
Magical ambiance
The chemistry I feel in your presence
Hypnotizes me
Your song has a faster melody
Acquiring a myriad of partners with which to dance
You want to square dance
While I desire to do the tango
We are partners in dance
By a fluke of nature
Became united by some fortuitousness force
No comradery
We are strangers
My sagacious intuition knows your intent
I alone possess no significance to you
I am only a partner to take to the dance
In your egocentric mind 
You think your artifice has escaped my attention
But, I am fully aware
Of your ploy to use me for the benefits 
My presence will bring
So that you may procure what you truly desire


Details | Romanticism | |

The love of a husband for his wife.

Titled:The love of a husband for his wife.
In the poetry I write I like to speak of love,
that special kind sent from the heavens above.
The love of a mother for her child,
the love she gets from their smile.
The love of a husband for his wife,
which is displayed through time every day of their life.
The love of a father for his son,
 teaching and showing things that are right and how they should be done.
The love of people who they haven't met,
and then letting it flow to the love that they get.
The love of lovers' proclaiming their love,
when the floods were over never came back the dove.
The warmth and fitting like a snug glove,
oh how comforting is this thing called love.
I feel sorry for those who never shared the feeling,
of loving that someone till your mind keeps on reeling, 
from that special someone whose so very appealing.
These are just my words that are truly meant,
to explain the feelings behind this great sentiment.
So be very careful in seeking someone,
to whom you give your heart to and share of some fun.
Be very committed to the one that you choose, 
because in this  life loves so easy to lose.
Take this from me for what it is worth, 
love is so great just giving it birth.
So as I end this let all those who knew, Charles Anthony C. loves all of you!!


Details | I do not know? | |

Quit Your Whining

Quit acting like a baby
You’re being immature
Quit all your drama
You’re agendas obscure

My affection is plentiful
You’re in doubt all the time
Let there be peace for once
Stop your childish climbs

Enough with your tantrums
Enough of your “fits”
Your obsessive need for attention 
Has become old, gather your wits

My absence is needed
Grow up and take charge
Sacrifices you agreed to
While I’m missing at large

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Rhyme | |

Did You Ever Love Me

Respect you lack
For you and I
Careless your actions
A symphony of lies

Look me in the eyes
When you stutter words
Don’t look at the ground
Your personas absurd

Think back to long ago
When our love was there
Spreading like wild fire
I remember, I swear

Although maybe it was me
Who was in awe by you
Maybe I was the one in love
You simply existed without a clue

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Free verse | |

Time and Again

Like the sun you always there even when I look away
Even though you burn me with your light
And hurt my eyes causing me to squint
I stay near you
Though you only damage me
Complicate my life
Make me a wreck
Many moons and stars
Have shined on me
They make my presence glow
Like an Angel
I look radiant in their light
I shine so eloquently
But, you are familiar
You are what I know
Here I go again
Back to getting scorched some more


Details | Narrative | |

Untitled #4 / When his wife died

When his wife died after three months of marriage
the widower tried to fill the hole in his heart
with food, TV, cards, booze, Buddhism
but none could take her place
so instead
he put a hole in his head.


Details | Free verse | |

The Analysis

I analyze myself
Do not like what I see
Broken 
Little girl
Lost
Mad woman
Found
Feeling my wrath
My hatred
My bitterness
My dIsappointment


Details | I do not know? | |

Have You Lost Your Mind?

Where are my keys, where is my car?
Did you see where I put them?
I can’t seem to remember where they are!

Have you seen my uniform and cover I wear?
Did I hang it in our closet?
If not, I know I have another pair

What did you need again from the grocery store?
I seemed to have lost the list you gave me
Write me another; I don’t know what I’m going for!

How much money am I to deposit into our bank?
I realize you just told me
But my minds drawing a blank

Have you seen my ID’s or my tennis shoes?
I know I just laid them somewhere
And they’re important items I cannot lose

Where is my briefcase which has all my paperwork?
It contains all my counseling statements
I need to find them; I’m on the verge of going berserk

Why can’t you remember what I told you just minutes ago?
Have you lost your mind completely?
The one and only question I need to know

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | I do not know? | |

Lost Love

A fetching gaze across the room
Our eyes meeting locking as one
Hearts pounding and pulses racing
My full attention you’ve all but won

An informal first date not yet meaningful
For who knows what tomorrow will bring
Our personalities and interests a perfect match
Another date, not just a casual meaningless fling

Passionate and exciting our love growing
With the passing of each brand new day
Building a bond of endless trust and love
Already knowing what each other has to say 

Promising ourselves we’ll never grow old
Of a fairy tale love surrounding our lives
Taking a vow of respect and loyalty
As we watch our beautiful relationship thrive

Two have become one, we’re married at last
Swearing to never take for granted our love
The passion and adornment slowly diminishing
As our we stroll down separate paths thereof

Always moving forward, yet still looking back
Unable to reverse the current state of mind
A passionless friendship now painfully in place
Lost lovers dreams and detachment you’ll now find

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | Free verse | |

Lock

 I am trapped.
I am locked in a prison.
The one you made for me.
My feelings and innermost thoughts have been locked away.
You won't let me feel.
You won't let me express my pain.
I am locked away
Locked away
Locked away by your love and hate. 
  


Details | I do not know? | |

I Do Is Forever

“I do” is for ever, not just for a day,
Or a week, or a month, or whenever.
Stick close to your love, and don’t let them go
Don’t let them go, not ever.

“I do” are two words that are tossed all about,
And are tossed to and fro without care.
But if you hold to your spouse, when hard times come,
Then you each other’s burdens will share.

I have heard it said that a diamond is forever,
But I’m not so sure I agree.
The love that “I do” has contained inside,
Can outlast any diamond ring.

When you say “I do” and you make a commitment,
Just do it with all of your heart.
Don’t make your other half do all the work.
Get up and do your part.