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BASTARD

"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white deep, shallow wells, yet beautiful
He smirks a grin, with an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard, of beauty, running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young man pounding from shame 
What is his sin, he's beautiful!
I want to breathe from his ashes, swim through his veins
I want him to come inside my light, like a good dame

I sing and tell a tale, A Bastard through the night
His eyes, I waged, I was young and poor, I was saved
Lying down, in the arms of my white knight
My hair, he caressed, he came in my light
The furnace burned, the night was fast becoming trite
A lover, he did it well, then went back to his wife
A moment so golden, the ages live, his son is born

Another Bastard brought into this world

By: PD


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Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found


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I Am A Gerber Baby

I am a super duper Gerber Baby all I love to do is wee- wee winning all the attention of my mommy so that all day long, she’ll stay beside me I love to loudly fart and burp after taking my Gerber Baby Foods prepared by dad all my tiny fingers in my mouth as I give them a crunchy baby’s laugh they both run to give me their sweetest kisses and hugs Oh, how I love to wear my soft baby’s diaper I walk around my crib producing sounds, “ mmma pppa brrrr brrrrrr” please bathe me in my lovely little bath tub or wash the smudges of my “ poop” now I feel them on my ass How I love to be an adorable baby no problem yet nor worry all I have to do is drink milk and sleep the whole night or day cuddled in the loving arms of my mommy and daddy In my cozy crib are colorful toys feeling like sitting over the rainbow with so much joy my picture books are scattered all around I pretend to read them smartly as I look at the picture of a clown
Jan. 27, 2012 First Place Contest: Gerber Baby (poem contest) Judged: 2/1/2013 Sponsor: Greatest Poet, Linda/PD First Place Contest: #1 Poem Only Judged: 17/13/13 Sponsor: My dearest Poet sis, Linda


Details | Carpe Diem | |

TOMORROW

Tomorrow we can save the world
Tomorrow we'll have world peace
Tomorrow we'll cure breast cancer
Tomorrow's victories will not cease
Tomorrow we'll love the unlovely
Tomorrow we'll irradiate disease
Tomorrow we'll eliminate poverty
Tomorrow cruel prejudice will ease
Tomorrow we'll clean all the oceans
Tomorrow we'll end war and despair
Tomorrow we'll treasure our planet
Tomorrow we'll see love everywhere
Tomorrow there are good intentions
Tomorrow so much can be done
Tomorrow we'll all come together
Tomorrow I'll be more than one..

But today one is all who sees him
An orphan child pimped on the street
His face is bruised and battered
He has no shoes to cover his feet
He is only one of a 153 million
What difference could only one make
I'll only find out by seizing the day
Waiting for tomorrow is a big mistake

Carpe Diem.. Tomorrow's too late!

Contest: Regina's "Seize The Day!"
Date: 10-28-14


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What You Abandoned

What You Abandoned



You destroyed the man you were supposed to be
The day you decided to abandon me
A choice you made which affected me for years
A void that you designed in me that left me drowning in my tears

I remember as a little boy, waiting to see you through the window
I was so excited knowing we were going fishing that I held tight to my fishing pole
Patiently, I kept waiting even though hours were passing painfully by
Noticing that mama had that watery look of sadness in her eyes

She gently grabbed hold of my hand and took me out for ice cream
She was trying to fix the pain you inflicted upon me
She did that for years, so I wouldn't hurt that you never came back around
I searched everywhere but it was you that I never found

I thank mama for giving me the love that I show today towards my son
I don't know where I would be or what I would've done
If she didn't rescue me out of the dark where you wanted me to be
I probably would've lived the rest of my life bitter and empty

Today, I refuse to be a replica of the man who walked away
From a little boy of his own, who had a wish that you would stay
I have alittle boy now and he smiles at me all the time
His love gives me the sparkle I should've had when I was child

I hear him calling  daddy and I come right over to his side
Never will he have to feel a sense of sadness that I left him behind
I've had the pleasure to embrace him taking his first step that lead into my arms
I'm proud of being what you longed abandoned, a man who never meant any harm


This is a tribute to all the children growing up today with the pain of having an absent parent. 




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A Lesson on Love to my Future Daugter

It will hurt like a tattoo guns sting
as the ink infiltrates your skin.
Your first love will be like a tattoo on your heart,
buried deep,
always remembering the blessings and pain he gave you.

Be with a person who fills you with fluttering hummingbirds
even after the first and second and tenth kiss
who drinks the nectar of your demons and sucks them lifeless.

There will be men who you think will carry you forever
but after so long of holding
your feet above the water
they will throw you down. 
They will not reach out a hand to pick you back up.
They will turn cheek,
kissless and forgotton.
You will stand with dirt palms
and fall back into his inferno.

There will be loves like this,
who convince you to prick yourself with safety pins,
the ones who carry guns on their backs
but never shoot to protect,
only to hurt.
The ones who drink all the water,
leave you parched in the desert of his mistakes
telling you that they are your own.
The ones who shoot arrows in your lungs
and you lye bleeding 
believing that the color of your blood is true love for him.
The hour hand will spin around the clock
too many times before you leave him.
It will hurt. 
You thought it was true,
but after the death of it
you will realize you deserve someone so much sweeter
than a bitter apple. 

Love the one who doesn’t cheat you blind,
but instead comes to you with truths in his wretched palms
and waits for you to
forgive,
but never gives up and never stops wishing that the past could rewind
that he could change the things wrong that he did to you.

Love the one who feeds your heart warm apple pie,
who cries in front of your children,
who drives them to school and hugs them when they get home.
Be with someone who doesn’t ask for you to change
but instead loves your mistakes
cradles them within his fabric lungs
breathes them in with a grin.

Love is an interesting thing.
You will be thrown out of a moving car to the side of the road.
Some will come running back to you.
Don’t jump back in the front seat,
just run
and run 
and run 
and run
until you find someone who buckles the seat belt for you.
Drives five under the speed limit,
takes things slowly and waits for you to be ready to accelerate.

Daughter,
I am here for you.
Remember me, the one who loved you first,
the one who will never stop loving you.
Come to me after he breaks up with you.
You can cry on my shoulder,
and ill wipe your tears with my sleeve.

Daughter,
Find a love who loves you the way 
that your father and I love you,
the way that your grandmother loves you.
Find a love who already considers you family.
Who meets you
and looks into your ocean eyes
and drowns peacefully into your heart.


Details | Tanka | |

LOVE, ANGELS, and MUSIC

LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night


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Timeless Love

They met at first around sixteen,while they were in their teens.
A young man tall and handsome, a girl with many dreams.
Years later they did meet again this time he was smitten.
It took some time to hook this girl, eventually their history written.

He had a plan to marry her and move her from her home.
She'd have to leave her roots, the only thing she'd known.
Leave her home and family was what she had to do,
The love they shared was eternal even though it 'twas brand new.

This love they shared was a gift,their faith was also strong
They both loved many similar things like fishing, books and song.
Seven children blessed their lives, they started their own tree
So strong this love they shared, became one large family. 

Both worked hard to raise them, devoted to each one,
They shared their love equally to each daughter and each son.
Education and faith were important, practiced with daily prayer
They fed and clothed this family with love and tremendous care

Each child was very different and different paths they took.
Educators, artists, builders, Lawyers and even cooks.
Each child found their partners, some added children to each branch.
All love music, all loved to read, a few even like to dance.

Their children had more children and the two were greatly blessed,
With lovely grandchildren with many traits that both these two possessed
What remained from the love they shared twas passed down through the line
A love this strong must be shared and it surpassed all time

Four generations have now developed from these two whose love began
So many years before when both had shared a plan.
Each twig shares a piece and resembles one or the other
For this love story that's been described was about a Father and Mother

I'd love to say they share a life together here today
But God had different plans in mind, for one he took away
The void he left was devastating to everyone you see
Hardest on the one for which he shared atop the tree

The plan these two created at the time they were entwined
Continues on by one so strong , who giveth all of her time
To the tree these two created which grows branches to this day
The love created by these two shall never go


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BROKEN FLOWERS

No
need for
red roses
Broken flowers
in a child’s small hand
They make me understand
that beauty is found within
the dirt and grass and broken stems
Who needs florists’ bouquets when this child
loved me enough to pick broken flowers



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For Momma

  From a babe to a man, I needed your hand. Now I understand, it was part of God's 
ultimate plan. I was to be raised by another woman.  Don't get me wrong, Grandmomma was something! She gave me all the love a child could need. She was always there for me. Truly a blessing! No Mother, you don't owe me a thing. Not even an explanation. I can't sing, so I wrote this dedication, tTo show my appreciation.

 Momma, Momma you're still #1. No matter the distance; rRegardless of what you've done. As God is my witness, I'm still your son.

Yes I hold resentments, and that is hard to ignore. My hurt I can't hide. When 
you kicked me out. And out of your three children, why was I the one you let go? 
From afar you watched me grow. Did you worry about my well being? On the surface, looks can be deceiving. No, I was not well. I was actually a child living in hell. Easy for you to say "It's over, it's the past". I was forced to grow up too fast!

Momma, Momma you're still #1. No matter the distance. Regardless of what you've done. As God is my witness. I'm still your son.

I remember spending the night with you and that was such a treat, just to escape the hurt from being beat. Looking back it was a real tragedy. I felt you didn't love me. You were my Mother but you gave me up so easily. Grandmomma became my only family. The only person I could rely on. But now she's gone. Even now as a grown man, I feel so alone. If I could sing, this would be my song--

Momma, Momma you're my queen. For you I would do anything. I just want you to be proud of me. Whatever I've done, please accept my apology. I'm not perfect, never claimed to be. 

But I am strong. Especially dealing with this pain for so long. I just hope we can finally be a family when I come home.

Dedicated to my Momma "Phyllis Ann Lopez"


Note: Thank you Poetry Soup for allowing me to share another piece of my life.   From both 
pieces "For Grandmomma" to this piece "For Momma" you can picture my relationships with 
both women. My mother was far from perfect...But no one is perfect and I love her all the 
same!  Jimmy


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Evacuation and Loss

The night shone for the full moon,
Sky brewing a coarse monsoon,
Bolted were windows, locked were doors,
The frequency of death frighteningly soared.
But who was this infant high upon the hill?
He denied the storm and just stood stone still,
Eyes shut like blinds and fingers dug into ground,
Felt he could move no muscle, for was sadly street bound.
Shutting his eyes, arms wrapped tight round
His skinny body, battered and browned
Praying for the sake of friends, family and all
However imaginary, he imagined them call
 “Boy, come to us we love you most”
“Our love for you is bigger than the Canadian coast”
“Do not cry, remember our love”
Joining their gaze in the beyond above,
He softly mumbled a song to forget,
The once daily song that was always a duet,
Alone on that hill without any feel,
Of an afterlife he finally accepted, wasn’t real
Tears met the floor, now bathed in yellow light,
As lightning struck him too quick to fright,
Child lay on the floor, dismembered and black,
Though his mouth was smiling and his happiness had come back,
As re-joined with family, head held high, 
He waved his tortured existence goodbye.
Hugging his mum and his dad the same,
Somehow put an end to the incessant rain,
The natives emerged from their homes, safe and sound,
The boy crying for happiness at the new life he had found.
Soul peering at his body, dead at age eleven,
Holding family’s hands they could finally pass on and join heaven. 
The touch of their skin brought old emotion,
 Parents who were torn betwixt war and devotion,
A child whom they gave their best shot,
By train to board and bomb to not.
The grave of the boy with the electric crown,
Who carried a burden he couldn’t live down,
Stood proud in the yard of cobbles and stones,
For everyone knew those were a heroes bones,
When you look into the sky on a stormy night,
Remind yourself of the boy’s plight.
As he is the clouds that damper weather,
Out to protect his town, children altogether,
He wanted a life for them around,
That didn’t consist of being mentally wound,
A life that he could never possess,
But he did not bathe in spiralling depress.
Life is sacred, upon that hill,
Those cobbles and stones bring great goodwill,
For the sun only shines on that grassy land,
Still holding marks of the boy’s humble hand,
Some say that the yearly rain,
Is him up above, the tears of a chain.
The chain of the tears shed on that night,
Of the fear and happiness’ conventional recite,
Up above, being tucked under the covers,
Is a little boy with an injury he recovers,
Mother kisses his head and says her goodnight,
Father over bed, comforting a nightmare fright.
Drifting off, the boy could hear,
A little rhyme to calm his fear,
“Boy, come to us we love you most”
“Our love for you is bigger than the Canadian coast”
“Do not cry remember our love-“
The young man rose slowly in his bed,
Opened his eyes and smiled as he said
“I’m here”


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Son

You came to me on angels wings
Your smile was so divine,
I looked into your big blue eyes
Not believing you were mine.

With skin so soft and hair of down
You came to me that day,
And as I held you on my breast
You stole my heart away.

Sweet child if you could ever know
The love I felt for you,
As the years flew quickly by
That love just grew and grew.

So I’ll just quietly watch you grow
Into a man my son.
I want you to know what a privilege it is 
For me to be your mom.

Written by Brenda  Meier-Hans
2002
Gautami Phookans Contest:
The Sweetest Touches of Verse


Details | Marsiya | |

I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel



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A mother's treasures

A solitary piece the diamond
precious rare gem most treasured
by those lucky enough to hold
Once in possession it is rarely out of grasp
Like the gemstone the mother 
requires very specific conditions
in holding fast her (family/) childrens love
Treasured forever in her heart
she will go out of her way
to preen and protect them
holding them dear to her
deep within her maternal safe – the heart
closely guarded by the mind
Her infatuation of all treasures to her 
are totally understandable
especially when you think to the complexity
of structure and process taken in creation
Just as from the ‘unbreakable’ in ancient greek
this alletrope of carbon
with strength of bonding between atoms
is representative of that strong love
between mum and child
The maternal being could be compared
to the superlative physical qualities of the stone
Even the characteristic luster
of this gem so prevaient from its ability
to disperse light and colour
compared to the many strengths, roles and qualities
of the mother
seen by the many she deals with daily
A most high pressured job 
versus the high pressured temperature
within the Earths mantle
that forms the delightful rock it gives birth to
Infants delight and ignite the forbearer
just as the jewel would dazzle the room
a mother’s love encaptures the magical luster
of those she’s birthed and nothing
stands inbetween this richest of cargo’s


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Poem for a sleeping child

Poem for a sleeping child   


There’s a wish to wander in your cool innocence
and cruise the thoughttides of no
responsibility—so easily you wipe your
shoeless feet on the ever waiting door
mat of socialization. How can I help you keep your 
tender "souls" intact—your tread from
wearing thin out of align so as not to
fall flat. Your easy grace put to an 
unfair test of ill-will winds blowing
carelessly at your soft back. I long for your sweet
calm at rest so deep so empty filled with
solid happiness—you know you are loved 
beyond any measure that’s human or infinite. If
I could walk with you for a moment and peek
quietly at your conscience-----but no-it's yours  
and no Dooleys allowed. Forgive me to 
want to intrude on your ever pleasant play-would you
share with me like the kernel of rice or
squashed raisin-I might, but only if we all
can go. Keep it hold it for as long as you
can-as it suddenly disappears without a trace
never to be found again lest you become your 
own sondaughter and learn to bask on 
the outside looking in—---and be content. I 
will live to never intrude on your soulspace,
but will always knock first. I am sorry ahead 
of time for any pain I cause—for my mat 
was torn treaded , muddy and ragged—my
sleep had no wanting witness. But I promise
to watch over you      all ways.

Dave Collins collincd. Song, Poem for a sleeping child, by Kevin Ubanks
Spring 1991


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FINALLY HOME

We'll climb over paper mountains
Cross over distant seas
We'll give away our fortune
We will get down on our knees
We'll be analyzed and scrutinized 
Receive training from the best
But until at last you're in our arms
We will never rest
We will never rest

And...
We're dreaming of the first time 
We will see your face
Such a sacred moment
That'll never be erased
All the sacrifice worth it
None of it a waste
'Cause when this journey's over
You'll be in this place
You'll be home
Finally home!

Today we got our travel approval
We're packing up our bags
Been through highlands and valleys
We've overcome a hundred snags
Done things we didn't think we could do 
We feel so very blessed
But until at last you're in our arms
We will never rest
We will never rest

And...
We're dreaming of the first time 
We will see your face
Such a sacred moment
That'll never be erased
All the sacrifice worth it
None of it a waste
'Cause when this journey's over
You'll be in this place
You'll be home
Finally home!

*Story of a family's long journey to adopt a orphan with special needs

Sponsor: Roger Horsch
Contest Name: Many Miles Away

4-1-14
Ballad


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The Lost


                                                Innocent lifeless
                                       Pretty children rest in peace
                                             Let us pray for them

                                            The kids were victims
                                       The shooter was victim too
                                             Let's not put a blame

                                                 Exclamation sign
                                          Love family, love it right
                                        Don't loose, hug them tight

                                                  Dear educators
                                           Part of the victims as well
                                               The lifetime tribute

                                           Mourn traveled the world
                                         Burn by cause last on effect
                                               Careful in our steps

Author's Note:
Deep condolance for the victims of Sandy Hook School in Newtown, Connecticut,
Inspired by Zamalea George Poetry "Sweet Children, Sleep"
*****************************************************************
4th place
poetry soup VIGIL" Free Poetry Contest 
Sponsor	SKAT- AB SIN THE-


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A Mothers Last Goodbye

“Good-bye my daughter dear,” she said As tears welled up in her eyes “It’s time for me to go to sleep This must be no surprise The good Lord knows my battles And my health is ailing still He’s given me so many blessings I’ve passed them to you in my will I’m sad to say good-bye For we have shared much joy Remember me to Sarah My grandchild I love and enjoy I love you my daughter These years together have been sweet I’m so glad you love the Lord And again we will meet I’m not afraid of dying ‘Cause I know that in a while Christ will call me from my grave I feel my life has been worthwhile For I taught you to seek your Father To help you through every trial He’ll always be there to guide you With never a denial I leave you in His hands”, she said As she gently kissed her daughter’s hand Her eyes closed very slowly Against cancer she’d lost her stand She’d been a wonderful mother Teacher and true friend Faithful to her Lord And gracious to the end. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2007-2012


Details | Cinquain | |

Sweet Music

                                  He sits
                          Softly Humming 
                 And seems to have no cares,
               Playing peacefully with his toys
                               For hours.

                                He sings
         Words that seem to stem from his heart.
                 Words that have no meaning,
                         Yet sweet they be;
                                  To me.


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
2011


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Once Upon A Time

This is a poem about the future I'd love to have with the boy of my dreams.
None of this has actually happened yet (besides us falling in love with eachother) but it's how I would like it to happen.

Once upon a time, I became the luckiest girl in the world. I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes, and he actually loved me back. He was like my prince, he treated me like his princess and would do anything for me. Today, we're united as King and Queen. It's been years, but walking down the aisle I'm still staring at the cutest, most perfect guy I've ever seen. When our lips finally meet after parting to say "I do", it tastes like Heaven.

Once upon a time, I married a gorgeous boy with blue eyes. And today, I saw those perfect blue eyes light up when he first held our little girl in his arms. She's got her Daddy's blue eyes and just a little bit of her Momma's brown hair. She's going to be spoiled and loved more than possible. She'll know we support her no matter what, and she can tell us everything. It will be perfect.

Once upon a time, one set of blue eyes became two, and we were made into a family. Now, that second pair of blue eyes is walking out the door to college, with a suitcase in one hand and a boy's hand in the other. He better love her and treat her just as well as her Daddy does.

Once upon a time, I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes. His hair has dulled and grayed but his eyes are the same, and they've seen a lifetime's worth of happiness and love. My baby had babies with the boy she walked out the door with, and I can tell she loves them as much as we loved her. Now it's her time to live.


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Taken, never Forsaken

When I try to look back, it hurts to start A mother I was now in continual broken heart In the innocence of that Sunday quietly shopping away When my thoughts to humanity go in angered astray One minute he held my hand, the next he was gone In suspended silence I float amidst stared public throng Questions through confusion as to where I stood last Still feeling his hand, that loving maternal grasp Lights became brighter, louder were the voices Still confusion abounds in sporadic lost choices Who could have taken him, where has he gone So many voices not singing the same song Continually I dream about these words you've just read To the end of my days I can't think of him dead <*>


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O Holy Night

O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid?
O holy night the inn was full,
A stable near at hand;
O night of prophecies fulfilled
When Caesar taxed the land.

O holy night the shepherds watched
Their flocks upon the field,
And, lo, the angel of the Lord
With glory was revealed.
"Fear not, behold, I bring to you
Good tidings full of joy;
For unto you is born this day
A Saviour as a boy."

Then suddenly the sky was lit
By angels filled with mirth,
Proclaiming glory unto God
And peace to all the earth.
The shepherds said among themselves,
"To Bethlehem we'll go;
For something great is come to pass
And this we wish to know."

They came and found the newborn babe
With Joseph and his bride;
When they had seen, this news they spread
Throughout the countryside,
And all that heard did wonder great
At things the shepherds told;
But Mary pondered all these things 
Within her heart of gold.

O holy night when God was praised,
O night when hope returned;
O night when angels spake aloud
And skies with glory burned:
O holy night when Christ was born,
And in a manger laid;
What love decreed that God should be
The child of a maid? 


~ Based on Luke 2:7-20 ~ 
~Written for "Here We Go A Caroling". First Place Entry.


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The Kiss

Creases woven in fabric like May petals
Sunk into heavy mud.
As a child, I’ve always been afraid
Of standing near a cliffs edge.
Wrapped in arms, folded; placed neatly.
Matches in a match box.
Igniting a flame, when pursed lips
Smooth the center of my cheek.
Desperately seeking colors
Falling through the holes of my fingers.
As a child I imagined a kiss being
Sedimentary.
But this- The Kiss -
Blankets me in igneous.
Like falling into lava deems delicate.
Forever graven on my palms
As I melt softly
Into the weak pulsations of your throat
Spiraling down beyond the cliffs teeth
Biting as I curl my toes into soft sand
Like warm rice pudding on my tongue.
Radiating glory through my veins,
Injected with love from a painful needle
Because as a child I was taught
The best of things
Hurt the most.

(Based off of the painting The Kiss by Gustav Klimt)


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I am a Child- Poem written for Restore a Child Organization

I am a child
Like the one you tuck in bed
The one you kiss on the head
The one who gets loved instead
The one who is so well fed
I am a child

I am a child
Like the one who gives you joy
Your pretty girl and fine boy
The one who gets every toy
The one who none dares annoy
I am a child

I am a child
With no home to call my own
The cold reaching to my bone
Hunger pangs, all that I’ve known
In tattered clothes, I have grown
I am a child

I am a child
The pavement my only bed
Dreaming of a piece of bread
With a small heart full of dread
My life hanging from a thread
I am a child

I am a child
With no gifts beneath the tree
With no hope to be set free
Wanting like YOUR child to be
Why, oh, why, can’t you love ME?

I am a child
I am YOUR child
I am GOD’s child
Remember me this Christmas….

Eileen Manassian Ghali

I'm privileged that Norma Nashid, founder of Restore a Child, has asked me to be an ambassador for the organization to help raise awareness of the plight of less fortunate children around the world. She asked me to write a poem for their newsletter, and I am sharing her FB post regarding it here with you.

(The poem below was written by Eileen Manassian Ghali, a professor of English at Middle East University in Beirut, Lebanon. She dedicated her poem this Christmas to Restore a Child. Her mother, Angel Dikran Manassian was my favorite teacher and my first teacher in school. Now I get the honor of enjoying the beautiful writing of her daughter, Eileen.--Norma Nashed)


If you are interested in finding out more about this humanitarian organization, please look them up on FB. I will be writing an article soon to highlight the plight of Syrian Refugee children in Lebanon. I hope my Mama would be proud of me!

restoreachild.org
http://ymlp.com/zMiueR (latest newsletter)
https://www.facebook.com/RestoreAChild

My poem will be published in the next edition


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A message To You

A message to you my child. I am writing this message to you - my child. To tell you how much I love you. Listen carefully and listen well, because one day, I won't be here anymore. Live your life and live it right. Do always what is good. Help others along the way. Teach your children good things. Remember that, they learn what they see. Talk to me now if you need advice. If you wait too long - It might be too late. I might not be here anymore. I am not perfact and never claimed to be, but I have lived in this world more then you. Remember I love you and always will. I know about life more then you. If I give you advice it's for your own good. You will find out later - that what I told you was true. Dear child this is my message to you...
03/02/2013 Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo


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River Walk Contest Take 4

the morning sun rays
touch the small warm hands in mine 
the river fish thrill




Maurice Yvonne
August 26 2014
River Walk Haiku Contest


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A Letter to My Son

Your going has left a hole in my heart that time,
The Great Healer, cannot repair.
Your going has left a hole in my existence
That forever and beyond will not heal,
A hole ever expanding from its own nothingness,
A hole through which all the goodness,
All the kindness of you is slipping through.
You were my sounding board.
Trite ideas offered, came back
Enhanced, brilliant and sparkling.
Borrowing intelligence from you, I grew wiser.
Doors opened before me as I strove to be worthy
Of you, my beloved son.
I go on now as you would have me do,
Searching in Nature for the joy 
You found in its wonders.
Hearing bird songs with your ears,
Relating to others with your empathetic instincts.
Striving, ever striving to be the person
And mother that you believed me to be
And never letting your memory grow dim
For those you loved and for whom you sacrificed.

You came into this world with a wisdom
That did not come from me.
I thank God each day for His lending you to me
For the time that I had you near
And I cling to His promise
That I will see you again.

I could not tell from whence you came,
Born with a wisdom that did not come from me,
And I do not know where you have gone,
Part of myself, the better part--into Eternity.

Originally entered as verse

Rewritten:

A Letter to my Son

Your going has left a hole in my heart
That Time, that great healer cannot repair.
Your going  left  space in my existence
That forever and more will still be there.

Ever expanding from it nothingness
A hole from which your goodness has slipped through.
The kindnesses you wore as a halo
Have disappeared as well since I lost you.

I used you as a sounding boad to measure
The wisdom and the beauty of the world.
Your ideas were so clear and brilliant,
Through you my own best aptitudes unfurled.

I'm trying to live up to your standards.
I want to be more worthy of you, Son.
You told me once I was the perfect mother,
And with you life was such a lot of fun.

I thank God every day for loan of you.
The time we had was more than worth the pain.
And now I'm clinging tight to his promise
That some day I will see you once again. 

I do not know from whence you came,
Blessed with wisdom  that did not come from me.
Each day I pray I know where you have gone;
Taking my heart into Eternity.





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The Song of the Christmas Snow

There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow




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The Searching (1995)

I’ve been dying inside for so many years
I’ve bee searching for a cure
I try so hard to understand what my body is telling me
I can feel my heart aching, the void I feel is so strong
I’ve been searching for ways to fill what was never given as a boy
I had love once and for a time my heart and soul were content
But I put my happiness at jeopardy long ago
And since that time I just haven’t been the same
I’ve accomplished so many things in such a short time
But I’m being engulfed by rage anger
The beast within my soul will not leave me alone
My heart, mind and soul are not sound
I can feel that I am at war with myself
I’ve been exercising my body and mind 
But my soul is lost in the abyss
This hollow feeling of loneliness
So many emotion are building up inside
My quest for happiness seems to be an endless journey.
I’m breathing so heavy lately and 
the pain within my chest grows stronger
the building of my foundation is weighing me down
the child inside is hiding but I can hear him crying
my smile has disappeared and my eyes have become so sad.
I have no strong religious belief.
I’ve been seeking exodus in so many alternate ways.
They say you must love yourself first
In order to gain peace with your own inner beast
I must face all of my fears, it is only then that this dead and 
empty feeling will heal the child inside. 


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They Shall Be One

When The Lord called to His angels
there was thunder from the throne
He said there is a child of mine down there
who's been too long alone
So He called one precious angel
out from all the rest
He said I'm sending you my child
for you're my very best
Now there are no words to say how much
to Him this child was worth
for The Lord to send an angel here
to walk upon this earth
And then when they were married
there was thunder from the throne
He said you see my child now
no longer is alone
Do harken to my story
for we all know that it's true
that God does answer prayer you see
there is nothing He can't do
Now I know this precious angel 
who lives a mortal's life
for I was that lonely child of His
and that angel is my wife
                                    Diesel Dan


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OLIVIA

Dear child I know we never met
I’ve never seen your smile.
But God asked me to pray for you
for just a little while.

I got the news just late today
last night was when you left.
One week was all I had to give
before your final breath.

The Comforter I sent to you
several times a day.
I urged He go with healing hand
each time that I would pray.

His Spirit pressed into my soul
a child I never knew.
From pools beneath my folded hands
my tears He brought to you.

He said with faith, His pleasure found
my faith not strong enough.
But from my prayers for you, dear child
I found a strength of love.

Olivia, I fear I failed
dear child of only eight.
And now you walk on streets of gold
beyond a pearly gate.

I have a void I cannot fill.
Love found on bended knee.
I ask while walking there with God
if you could pray for me.

I love a child I never met
Nor have I seen her smile.
But God asked me to wait for her
for just a little while.


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Little Child Of Mine

Little child of mine Woven from Gods sensualist vine Lochs of silken soft curls I give thanks because you're my little girl You were sent special from Heaven above Arrived to me on the wings of a dove Each day I watched you grow and grow Never forgetting to kiss your fingers and toes Skin so soft tan and pure Loved your kisses that you had smeared Bedtime stories I did tell you Had stopped my heart from feeling blue Wish I'd had never given you up Was noble and had filled your Father's empty cup You will always be in my heart Being away just rips me apart As you become a young lady soon I hope your heart will still have some room So little child of mine I hope you'll remember me next time For I did not want it ever this way As the Lord now hears me cry each day Tribute To My Little Angel Jenny Rose


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One Soul

Eyes met
Souls a spark of recognition 
Children, with the love of a million years 
How could it be 

Since the moment his eyes touched her skin 
she looked like an angel of light 
A beacon to all that was right

From the second her eyes touched his 
he was like a warmth in the night
comforting yet dangerous 

Eyes met, they knew each other 
Skin brushed, their love erupted 
Betrayed by age and distance 
Thoughtless resistance

To tell the truth I knew 
that they were each others souls 
But is it too late to make them whole?


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My Parents

Every child has a parent and a story to be told, but not every child 
Has two parents, two parents of gold.

So unselfish, so giving, so much love never ending.
Always there for us, always in support of us,
Without any questions asked of us.

Down the road still living their lives for us.
They would never think of giving up on us.

We truly were blessed the day God gave them to us.
For his hand to mold, a parent worth gold,
Is a child's story that's rarely told.

For God has made them human that's a fact.
They fault, they sadden, they even sin in anger,
But, what my siblings and I have learned from our Mother and Father
Is no matter what, support one another.
For if one is falling, just be there to catch, without any questions asked.

Life is not perfect and we may not be our parent that our children see,
But, we'll make sure that they see gold supports their destiny.

Prevail, yes we will, because forever we behold not one, but two,
"Parents of Gold".       


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What If You Chose Me

Just really really sleepy, cant stop thinking about you.
I know that it may seem strange that im in love with a girl who has a child from another, but i really don't care. 
The first time i laid eyes on you, i knew we were going to be good friends. 
But i never thought i would feel this way until you touched my hands.
The night i had my head on your lap and stomach, was a magnificent time, but i just wish it could happen just one more time.
The fact that im so fr away, hurts, i know.
But i know i got to be handling it all on my own.   
I got no one to help me right this or share this feeling.
thats where i wish you'd give-in and come into my arms freely. 
You have no idea how i feel when you are on my mind, i go crazy so i have to stand up and look around for things to find.
Just find things to do, but at the end of the day i still catch my self still missing you.
I swear, only if you knew how i felt, you make me smile and make me blush, and when you said you liked me too, that's the thing that made me have a crush on you. 
You wrote me that  i was sweet,and you wrote me i was cute, and that made me blush more until i passed out for good. But than you told me you couldn't have feelings for me cause you having a child with another, which at the end made me smile and made me wonder, "what if you didn't want him, but wanted me instead.


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GOD"S LITTLE CHILDREN

God's little children are precious,
They are gifts that God gives to us.

God will guide us to teach them to be sweet,
His word will help us to share, which is neat.

Jesus had experience as a small child,
He is an example to us, tame or wild.

Each child needs to see Jesus' love through us,
Through our witnessing, these children will trust.

Singing or saying a little prayer each day,
This will help little children to walk God's way.

Jesus' footprints are the way to the light,
We lead our children with all of our might.

God's pure and perfect love are what we need,
Leading a child is how we plant a seed.

Teaching our children to pray,
Helps them to know what to say.

They will learn to seek His wisdom and love,
These children will seek for strength from above.


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Our Lords Plight

This poem covers the greatest story ever told
Greater than all the kings and all their gold
This story will bring about deep reflection
Starting with the Immaculate Conception
Of all the stories this is the greatest of all
A complex child born in a simple stall
Quickly the news covered the land
A virgin would be Gods right hand
Inside of her womb a God to a son
Imagine this story has just begun
Everyone knew this child was born to design
Just open your heart and look for the sign
 Harrod was driven by fear of not being so great
The first-born son was Harrods fate
Jesus escaped the King and awaited the call
To become the greatest glory of all
This is my master this is our Lord
He is the wielder and we are the sword
He chose his disciples of simple men
Hear tell one was straight out of the pen
The Pharisees called on Pilot the king
At the end he said, “I wash my hands of this thing”
I wonder if when Pilot stepped up to the gate
Jesus washed his hands to seal Pilots fate
Or if he opened his arms to welcome him in
Forgiving Pilot of all of his sins
We took our Lord then nailed him to the cross
As far as humanity that was our greatest loss
But through all the loss just look at the gain
Bought by our Lord through sacrifice and pain
Over 2000 years after this child was born
He came to the prison to make my heart warm
Gave me a gift then our Lord set me free
I reckon the rest would be up to me
As you dress up the tree and hang up the lights
Think of the story of our Lords plight








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Not yet.

Yesterday,a ghost of someone better haunting in the shadows that he hath 
banished it to. 
I will bring you back. 
From death and darkness to the light I will resurrect you to former greatness with 
a last hope at her hand. 
Better man she loved so long ago...I am not dead. 
Not yet. 

Wounded child hath sent you in jealousy to live beneath selfish pride and 
careless discontent of the perfect life...of the perfect lady. 
I will bring you back. 
To the surface to resurface faith in those who had given up. 
To heal those hurt by his ways. 
To break the silence. 
Don't lose faith love...I am not dead. 
Not yet. 

Yesterday, I will bring you to life once more. 
Kind and caring, truthful and committed. 
Selfish child sent back...I have much to prove. 
Much to make up.Much living left to do. 
Don't forget Love...I am not dead. 
Not...yet.


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Trying Times

Trying Times

Can I maintain this life
Without begging Christ 
To save me 
From the life he gave me 
Can I walk to the plot
To where lays my father death spot
And stand over his grave 
His life is with me acknowledgement
I’m is daughter but I wasn’t with him his last dying days
Tears seem to not fall from my eyes 
Because I know emotion will not grow him back 
And the last words that utter from my mouth will be with me until the day that I’m 
dead they are now un-depart able bitter words that has now been said

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me 

I dream of some better days 
As a young child proven educate with good grades
Wanted to be a woman at a young age 
Started working on my life 
Tried to blackout every thing in my life that went wrong 
Even as a minor I promise god that all my struggling was going to  make me 
strong
But lost in the mine set that I had no one to carry with me 
Turn my back on the people that had given me life 
Told  them I didn’t need them so forget their advice 
I broke them down to the same feeling that rooted  bitterness 
Spoke for me took hostage over my pride 
But each heart beat I wanted I wanted them to reach for me because all I wanted 
was to be their child 

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying times he’s given me trying times is in me 

Fast I was moving 
Tried I was getting 
Still I wasn’t not going to stop 
Because I  will never give up 
I instill in myself as long as I don’t misused my body and educate my mine 
There was nothing that could harm me Nothing
Suddenly  everything that  I was reaching for turn around and ran from me
And for the first time in my life I wanted good to save me 
I barely stop myself from falling to my knees begging him to free me 
For now I could see 
My daddy deceased 
My mother sickly 
And soon I will be a woman 
For I will be no ones child 
I feel as if I’m not ready 

They say Gods give you nothing you cant bare
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me






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Familiar (terzanelle)

In bonds of blood, and bound in timeless role –
protect and guide, and ours is but to know,
to take as such, though not to make us whole.

From helpless birth, their duty is to owe
this life the ultimate in selflessness,
protect and guide, and ours is but to know,

to look within a limited caress
and past the learned ability to lead
this life, the ultimate in selflessness,

for who are they to know how to proceed?
The child will live beyond expectation
and past the learned ability to lead

a life for mere approval’s salvation
(as unconditional is not profound).
The child will live beyond expectation

in knowing true awareness can’t be found
in bonds of blood, and bound in timeless role –
(as unconditional is not profound) 
to take as such, though not to make us whole.


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i am a black child

i am a black child
who always stand strong
who's been through thick and thin 
sometimes right,sometimes wrong
but no matter what  i continue strong
i've fought the rain and ready 4 the storm

i am a black child 
on my shoulder u can lean
i know what i know,butw do u know what  i mean
it's me who will always be a friend
u may hurt me on the outside,but not deep withine 

i am a black child
and yeah i love it,black beautiful,and strong
and not ashamed of it
now heres the time 4 everyone to see
i am a black child a black child that's me

by larrinita starks ....... 


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Hugs

Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.


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You Touched My Heart

Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee.  They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.

You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease.  Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.

You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm.  Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.

You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how 
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.

You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me
cry.

You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.


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Thank you

Thank you – Zamreen Zarook

Thank you is a sweet word in the nature,
You may be a guy of adventure,
May be you are a person of agriculture,
What matters is your architecture.

Never forget the people, who guided you,
In no degree neglect who were with you,
Don’t ever overlook a creature, who gave a smile to you,
Because, you will meet them above you.

People forget the past due to selfishness,
They have no time to remember their unawareness,
Society, most of the times behave in awfulness,
They will understand when their lives come in to bitterness.

Be a person to thank and remember,
Don’t consider them as December,
Because, you might need them in November,
So, always be as a good subscriber.


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The Best day of My Life

I always thought that I knew love
How intense that feeling could be
But, you were my gift from above
Just exactly what I'd need

I never thought I'd be a mother
I thought that time had past
It was a shock to believe another
For I was pregnant at last

I was 39 at the time 
I felt kind of tired and old 
My doctor said that I was fine
And a child is precious like gold

It wasnt always very easy 
Being pregnant, working each day
Some times I'd get kind of queasy
But, eventually it went away

Tests, ultrasounds, bloodwork , all were fine 
An amnio to see if you were okay
Monthly appointments, filled much of my time
Everything was progressing each day

I worked until the day before
Your grandparents flew out to see
I was very ready, couldn't take no more
Wanted my child for just for me

Finally the day had come,when I was to see my son
I got up early, got everything ready, even checked your room.
Slowly I drove to the hospital ,awaiting for the fun
For this was it what I had waited for, i'd see you before noon. 

At the hospital they readied me
A Doctor put a catheter in my back
My Mom and Dad rushed up to see
Their grandchild in a wrap

I told them of my nervousness 
How I forgot the words to say
So together we as a family
We were able to pray

I had to wait for a long time 
Emergency twins were on the way
They said I was next in line 
In the holding room was where I stay

So at 930 they brought me in to the room
They draped a sheet in front of my face
I hoped my head wouldn't  zoom 
I wanted to start this race
 
At 9:54 you came into my life
Your Dad ran to the end to see
The child that was bore by his wife
We became a family of three

My eyes filled with tears and I felt joy
It was all so new, I never had felt it before
Here's your child, perfect, handsome, and its a boy
For on that day my love for you grew even more

The bond between a mother and son
Is a story that can't be told
To look into your little eyes, I was overcome
My memories of that first time will never get old

So on this day when you had came 
Was the best day I could have ever thought
Never mind fortune and fame
To have a child is a lesson in life that can never ever be taught. 


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Mother

Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,
Compassion embraces a child eternally
That uplifts a child’s soul in isolation in every way. 


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The power of love

Written on the day My Granddaughter , the beautiful Tahlia Rose, was born

The power of love.

I hold you close to me my Princess 
And it damned near drives me crazy.
As love it grips this tired old heart
And sends my mind all hazy.
As it plays a love song with my heartstrings
About the twelfth of never.
Oh boy my heart is finding out
That I’ll love you forever.

No words could ever do it justice
It's huge just like a mountain
The love it flows continuous
Just like a garden fountain.
As I look at you my pink princess
The feeling be so grand
As love leaps from you oh my Rose
My heart just understands.

I think that when my life doth fade
And I join again the source
Your sweetness it will travel with me
It be a mighty force.
For the power of life did send you, child
With love my heart to touch
And I would thank that power too
For giving me so much.

2002.






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ELEGY TO LOST CHILD

                                        Elegy to Child Lost


                                 Passion's love oft tempts despair
                                 Casts a prideful cosmic dare--
                                 Like Prizing Joy's most intimate caress
                                 Babe snug beneath a mother's breast

                                Senses at this time are keen
                                There's no secret kept between
                                Loving mother, wriggling babe--
                                Wanted , dreamed of, much delayed
                                But entwined twin was also loved--
                                Some say Nature's method proves
                                That one twin may give all to mate---
                                But this fatal sacrifice must decimate.

                                Only mother's eyes would feel babe's smiles--
                                or sense those legs that wandered miles
                                And daring feet that danced in tunes while
                                Arms swam in gentle Celtic croons.

                                When babe vanished--not  a sound.
                                Mother 's grief was not allowed.
                                Tempted so to trail behind
                                Escaping shattered troubled mind. 

                                Squelching sorrow's hungry arms
                                She Tried erase babe's fluttering charms
                                Never spoke of-- never mourned.
                                By her husband she was warned
                                Was best forget a child so early lost--
                                Funerals, gravestones--such a cost--

                                But the years have called babe near,
                                Mother's journal writ in tears:
                                'Please forgive my selfish heart.
                                Repressed from all --this tragic part
                                I felt your sacrificial act--
                                You left your cherished twin intact'.

                                There is no law of random acts
                                Doctors examine data facts
                                It may be --that in the womb
                                When both spring flowers cannot bloom
                                One bold twin refrains to eat
                                Compels the other to complete
                                Hardy growth that life requires---
                                Sparks survival's crucial hours.

                                Not an accident 'tis sure--
                                Boldest spirits blossom pure.


Victoria Anderson-Throop ©


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Baseball in Heaven

My grandfather and I had a special relationship.

When I was young we lived near his home in Baltimore.  But, my family moved away from 
Baltimore when I was five and we lived most of my life in another state far away from my 
grandfather.  Whenever he called, however, I was the one grandchild he always wanted to 
talk to so we could discuss his beloved Baltimore Orioles.  I was the one grandchild who 
followed sports closely and always remained a true Baltimore sports fan.

Later in life, I learned that my grandfather was actually a gifted baseball player himself when 
he was young.  In those days, he would explain, professional baseball players did not make 
enough money to support a family so he had to make up his mind to either play baseball or 
get married and raise a family.  As it turned out, his love for baseball was only surpassed by 
his love for my grandmother and, although he hung on to the newspaper clippings that 
labeled him a “can’t miss professional baseball prospect”, he hung up his cleats and glove, 
married my grandmother and went out to find a “real” job.

But his love for the game survived and year in and year out, he and I discussed the 
intricacies of the game and enjoyed or lamented each baseball season based on the 
successes and/or failures of the Baltimore Orioles.  As crummy as the Baltimore bums are 
today, I was fortunate enough to experience and share many more successful seasons than 
poor ones during those limited years that I shared life with this amazing man.

I always felt sorry for my grandfather, considering him a victim of poor timing.  Had he 
been born about 50 years later in life, he would not have had to pick between being a 
baseball player or earning a living – in fact, with his talent, he could have earned a much 
better than average living while enjoying the one thing he loved most in life.

When my grandfather passed away, I was sure that he was joining a heavenly nine to once 
again strap on his spikes and don the leather.  Without a doubt, they must play baseball in 
heaven.  And I wait for the day that I sit in the heavenly bleachers and cheer on a young 
grandfather playing this wonderful game with other boys of summer.

(Inspired by, “is there baseball in heaven”, by Constance, A Rambling Poet)


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Trust

God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.


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The Dream

By John Weaver

Whenever I dream of my little girl she runs and shouts and plays
Like all the other children in all their boisterous ways
I see her skip, I see her trip; I hear her laugh and cry
Then when she’s had her fun, home she’ll run and into my arms she’ll fly
With a great big hug and a teasing tug, she’ll cuddle me close and say
‘Daddy I love you heaps and heaps’ in her cheeky little way.

Whenever I dream of my little girl, she’s healthy, fit and well
With eyes alight and a smile so bright it’s really hard to tell
That my dream is a wish and a longing, a hope for something new
For her life to be one that is normal and able-bodied too.

But then I awake and I have to forsake my dream for what is true
That she cannot walk and she cannot talk like the other children do
That she cannot shout and skip about and cuddle me close and say
The things she desperately wants to, yet in her own special way…

Instead she talks to me with her eyes and reassures me with her smile
That all is well and I can tell that she’s happy all the while
Knowing that one day in some magical way, we’ll play together and scheme
And sing and shout and skip about…in an everlasting dream.


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Train Up A Child

Train Up A Child “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.” Prov 22:6 NIV Train up a child— To know the wisdom of God, So that when that child is older, They’ll have good habits to applaud. Your children need your guidance; They know not what is right; They also need a good example, So they can live upright. Train up a child in obedience, So self will not reign; Teach them to love others; From sharing not refrain. Read to your children; Teach them of God’s love, Show them from the scriptures— The promise of eternity above. How you train your child, Will mean life or death; Train your child for eternity— Far more precious than wealth. Teach patience and persistence; These traits aren’t natural, But are essential in life’s journey— To the life eternal. Train up a child— To see what the Lord says on a matter; Show them Christ as the advisor; Our provider and the Savior. Be considerate of your children— They are people too; Always love and cherish them, As your Father loves and cherishes you. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2010 www.maureenlefanue.com


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Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


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I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
 
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
 
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
 
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
 
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
 
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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Dear Michelle

You almost had me,
I wanted you,
The way you stuck to me like super glue,
I was feeling you,
But I knew,
I could never have you,
But, the way you looked at me,
The way my body pleads,
We can never be,
Because I’m too old,
And your only thirteen.


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Puzzle Piece

A puzzle piece you are to me 
Like a vine without any leaves. 
Your heart is pure your soul is 
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll 
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes 
it seemed, knowing they said 
no babies for me! Always a 
surprise you seem to be just 
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months 
you walked but not until 4 did 
you first talk! Always a terror 
making a beautiful mess always 
a surprise that has yet to be 
met! The twists and turns I 
know we will see will seem 
somewhat like a roller coaster 
to me! The milestones and 
special gifts you bring will make 
my life seem Like a dream, my 
special boy I have always said 
How special I knew not till 
Aspergers they said! The 
journey will be trying the 
journey will seem long! But 
with our family together we will 
chug along! My special boy I 
love you so and cannot wait to 
see you mature and grow! Now 
we have a goal we have our 
dream you see to make you the 
perfect fitting puzzle piece!! 


Written by: Christina Kirks 
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For 
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr 
Mommy loves you to eternity 
and beyond! Forever and 
always!



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Love Never Fades

There's a little history to this particular poem. I know I wrote it when I was 11 or 12 years old. I wrote it for my Grandma Dorabel, who is today 90 years old. I also wrote it for my uncle John who had been taking care of her at the time; I didn't want to leave him out so I put on the letter: For Grandma Dee and Uncle John! I wrote this short little poem along with a drawing of a cat and some flowers. However, I actually never sent the picture to her! My parents and I must have forgotten to send! To me that was unacceptable! I thought to myself today when I found the picture, I must send it now! The picture is now on its way to her, so I am happy she will at last receive it. 

---------------------------- You can send me a bouquet of flowers, You can order me a box of chocolates, You can buy me a fancy outfit, But flowers don't last, Chocolates eventually disappear, Outfits get out of style, Yet Love never fades, And it's the most precious gift of all


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A Child's Dream Come True

As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.


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Every Child Has a Dream... Every Child Wants to Be Loved...

Every Child Has a Dream…

They want to be a “grown up”…
They want to get married like mommy and daddy did…
Become a “mommy” or “daddy” as a young child would say…
Become a doctor, firefighter, or ballerina…
They want to be like mommy and daddy…
They want to marry their mommies or daddies…
Become the president…
Become older, (like their big sister or brother)…
They want to live and see the world!

Every Child Wants to Be Loved…

Not every child does…
Not every child has a mommy and daddy…
Every child wants love…
Every child deserves love…
Not every child gets love…
Not every child gets a chance to live the life they want…
Every child knows what love is….
Every child has someone out there that would love them…
Not every child knows there is someone that would give them the love they deserve…

Every child has dream… 
Every child wants to be loved… 


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Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger






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One Day

One day, with these small hands I will forge the future. 
One day, with my small feet I will walk for miles and miles just like you taught me.
One day, with this small mouth I will say things, oh so sweet and try not to say the bad.
One day, I will stray from you and from all you have taught me. 
One day, I will realize I make mistakes and will apologize for my ignorance. 
One day, this small child you see will grow and make you proud. 
One day, I will find love and start a life of my own. 
One day, I will have children and teach them all you have taught me. 
One day, I will hold your hand like you held mine through all of the heartache. 
One day, I will carry you as you did me when I was but a child.
One day, but through it all never forget, I am forever your loving child. 


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My Indian Princess

Written for my granddaughter, Tahlia Rose, who is half Indian and very beautiful

My Indian Princess.

You should see this girl of mine
My Indian Princess
She has pink flowers in her hair
And I’m filled with tenderness
When she hits me with her attitude
Oh lord that child is sweet
There’s one thing left to say on her
She makes my life complete

Her little mind be all her own
Her temper runs real hot
But when I see my Tahlia
It cheers me up a lot
Sometimes the words just fail me
When she’s there all soft and sweet
The only thing that I can say
She makes my world complete

Oh when she cuddles up to me
When she’s tired and all of that
When she curled up on my chest
Oh man that’s where it’s at
Yes when my princess snuggles up
She feels so soft and sweet
She’s the sweetest gift from God above
And she makes me feel complete.


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The Right Thing to Do

Written 7 March 2014
-------------------------------------

Bruce and Jennie, both were 10,
Had been playmates all their lives.
One day, Bruce proclaimed,
“Jennie… most good men have wives.”

He professed his love for her.
Jennie said she loved him too.
They decided that getting married
Was ‘the right thing’  to do.

So, Bruce went to speak to her father,
Who was doing yard work at the time.
“May I speak to you, Mr. Johnson?”
“Sure, Bruce. What’s on your mind?”

“Sir, I love your Jennie;
And Jennie, she loves me;
But we need your permission
To be married… to be “We.”

Impressed by Bruce’s courage,
He knew this confrontation must be tough.
He smiled and asked, “Bruce, are you sure
You love my daughter enough?”

Bruce’s face became stern, he said,
“Mr. Johnson, let me tell you…
I love Jennie so much…and she loves me.
We’re both sure it’s the right thing to do.”

He was moved by Bruce’s ardor,
But permission was not his to give.
So, quick as flash, he responded,
“But Bruce…where will you live?” 

“Sir, I measured her room;
Then I measured mine.
Hers is 40 percent bigger.
We’ll live there.  We’ll be fine.

If we have extra stuff,
We’ll keep that in my room.
We’ll keep our places neat and tidy.
You won’t even need a broom.

And both our parents can save money 
On babysitters too.
Even if you do things on the same night,
You’ll only need one sitter, not two.”

Mr. Johnson was impressed with his logic,
But this marriage idea was no longer funny.
He smiled and said, “That’s good thinking, Bruce;
But what are you gonna do for money?

“Why, Mr. Johnson, I get twelve-fifty a week allowance;
And let me remind you, Jennie also gets ten.
Throw in our birthdays and Christmas cash….
Why, we might even have money to lend.”

Desperate now, he thought, 
“Next, I guess they’ll want a car.”
Then he asked, “But Bruce, what if you have kids?”
"Aawww," blushed Bruce... “We’ve been lucky so far.”
 


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An Elegy For Noah Tuckwell

As tears flow from my reddened eyes
I can see what I have purely missed
As I look up to the dark grey skies
I will always remember our first fist

I sit here and think of your face
The first time I saw your light fluffy cheeks
I always wanted to lay my head on that place
Even when I was buried in my girlfriend’s twin peaks.

You never knew my love for you
I waited until it was too late
I often yearned for a way through
Both your heart and your front gate.

But now you’ve passed away
Slipped through my limp and lifeless fingers
But I still yearn for that fortuitous day
And the smell of your tobacco colour coat still lingers.

As I stare at my homage dedicated to you
I can feel a heart shaped hole called ‘Noah’
My body is conflicted, I don’t know what to do
It’s such a shame that you were found in pieces underneath a lawnmower.

So many holes, and opportunities now
I feel my body grow harder
For you Noah would only allow 
One hole to be ventured in farther 

As you led there erotically 
on the grass that day
with your legs so lovely 
I couldn’t take my eyes away

So I didn’t see 
The lawnmower draw near
The blades running free
And beginning to career

Ever closer to your toes
To impoverish your heart
I’m the only one who knows
How a love like this does start 

To think I won’t see you again
Striding majestically down the Bath Road
And, protecting your shoulders from the rain
Your little tobacco coloured coat

I wish I had been able to say 
All this to you when you were alive
I came so close once, that fateful day
When we were standing outside the Beehive

Your hair was golden in the glow 
Of the solitary standing streetlamp
Yet still, you couldn’t ever know 
My feeling for you or my heart would cramp

And now you’re dead you selfish thing
You’ll never hear me speak these thoughts
You’ll never feel me ‘flap my wings’
Or ogle me as I cavort

But now you’re in the ground
In the darkness and despair
But I have now created a mound
Where I can collect your hair

My heart is soaked in liquid salt 
My clothes cling to my body
Although I know that it’s no-one fault
Staring at you was my favourite hobby

Now it’s time to say goodbye
My lovely little pet
My heart still yearns, my eyes still cry 
Although we never met


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Ode to my daughter on her birthday - 26

My Sarah
When I looked at you last week trying on your new boots
Those almond eyes sparkling at something new, a gift
I saw my little pink girl, a princess, playing dress up again
Your long hair draped your high cheekbones
Life still a game, tinged with drama and theatre 
As you look for fun in all your pursuits!
A player in life with a passion for cooking and music
You have become a kind, loyal, vivacious young woman
Self assured, grounded with a love of tradition
I looked at you and felt an overwhelming pride.

Sunday’s child is ' bonny, blithe, good and gay' they say
Befitting my Sabbath girl, a model child of few demands
Your bedroom a vast sea of Barbie and friends
A Passion for story-time and books
Your Dutch life with Irish sea-touched roots, 
You are a real continental
A great scholar with degrees in Law and Psychoanalysis
You have found your true love with Luis, a Spaniard
As you both prepare to leave the Emerald Isle
I wonder at the achievement of you!


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A Child Is Born




                              A child is born, a great joy in life
                         The child has a proud mother and father
              The baby is expected and loved long before it was born
                          At the crib they admire the small child
                            Tears are flooded with pride and love
                     They stand there with diamonds in their eyes
                     and say a prayer for the newborn happiness
                    Everything is perfect, welcome to our little earth
                     We would always love you and take care of you








07.10.2012
A-L  Andresen :)


Details | I do not know? | |

My beautiful daughter

She came out crying, i started laughing,
Filled with joy i couldn't stop crying,
This little thing here in my arms,
Waiting to be fed by her own mum.

Thirteen years later she was in middle school,
Asking me why she had to go to school,
She complained about her teachers and her friends,
she complained about everyone around her desk.

Eighteen years later she finished high school,
running from our house to look very cool
She looked for colleges in a far away land,
It feels like just yesterday when she came into this world.

Twenty five years later she comes back home,
With a man she met in her college dorm,
They start a family they build a home,
She gets her own daughter and lives it all.


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My Mommy

	I trust my mommy,
She never leads me wrong,
At night she sings me
A go to sleep song.
	I love my mommy,
She holds me when I cry,
She tells me not to go to
Strangers and say, “Hi”.
	I honor my mommy,
She’s done so much for me,
She teaches me to help
My enemy’s family.
	I respect my mommy,
She teaches me right from wrong,
She helps me go through
Nights that are long.
	I copy my mommy,
She does what is right,
She helps me see
The world in a new light.
	I pray for my mommy,
She is humble and nice,
She does things for others
Not once but twice.
	I love you mommy,
For everything you’ve done for me,
You’ve taught me that the world
Is a ginormous family.


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Hugs

There is no hint, or clue
This sweet child of two
Could ever comprehend
this hug, and how it heals
all the wrongs the world has known
how it takes me to moon, gives me hope when I am blue.

With his unknowing, smiling face,
A cowlick in his hair, freckles here and there 
Who takes the air from my lungs with a glance
Skin glistening, pink and rosy from the sun,
As he comes bounding through the door,
Mud on his small shoes and face
Without an inkling or a trace..
No idea of how the pace 
of my heart bursts, in the wake 
of emotions I feel

The way that my arms would wrap around 
His small body so tightly, that he would gasp.
This well of love that I can't express....

    But of course, I don't squeeze so tightly.
      I must hold my love for him
        With more restraint,
          Keep my arms encircled in a more gentle embrace,
             For he wouldn't understand how much love
                His sweet presence stirs up the air I breathe
                   This child, this precious son of my daughter
                      Will never know....the joy...
                        how this one little boy
                          has made my life complete




....
for Skat's contest: Hugs


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Midnight Lullaby

I wrapped all my tears, to see you smile.
you are the best, always by my side.
I tell you my feelings will get you crying,
you must think I’m out of my mind.

You don’t know, what I know,
all the angels let me go.

We were born to teethe and die,
you will grow to be so fine.
Fall in love, feel your softer side,
Remember me when life is kind.

When you go, let me know,
don’t walk away like the world and go.

Life is rough and the world unkind,
fight them down and you will be fine.
The truth of live is a brutal sight,
make no mistakes, you can learn from mine.

You have a strong heart, you are unique
I treasure times when you smile at me.

Live the life, I could not find,
be there for me, when I say goodbye.


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Love, Death, and Rebirth

The signs started in December
When she started waking up in tears each night
She was a normal girl with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes
She had plenty of friends and a loving family with just one thing missing
Her father. 

Days passed by and turned into weeks but only felt like a few seconds
Her life just whizzed by faster and faster until it was just a whirr in front of her eyes
Darkness filtered into her heart and mind until she didn't know if she could go on
But she had to. She couldn't let her mother and her sister drown in this same pain
She wouldn't let them.

She pushed all the darkness into the depths of her own heart
In hopes to save the hearts of the two people she had left
Because what else was there to live for now?
The rest of her world had crashed and her mother and sister was all that was left 
She wouldn't let them drown in pain too. 

She watched as they started to heal in her loving arms
Their hearts started to lighten up once more
But hers was just as dark as it was before 
And growing darker day by day 
But she wouldn't let that stop her. 

Suddenly a year had passed... and then two 
It only seemed like seconds to her but everyone else started moving on
Her mother and sister no longer needed her nurturing care
But she needed someone to hold on to
Anyone...

With nothing left for her to take control of, the dark pushed past her boundries 
It found a way into her soul
Until all she could see was dark and no light 
But her mother and sister were healed now
They didn't understand

The tears came back and engulfed her soul
Bit by bit until she wasn't sure why she was still alive
The grief took over like knives 
Piercing her skin over and over and over
It hurt so much.

She started to wonder what it'd look like to be dead
She could see him again if she was
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to endure this pain?
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to live knowing she'd never see him again?
It would.

So she started to hate herself
All that negative energy was starting to take toll
Everyone around her was breathing while she suffocated more and more by the second
She wished she'd just choke already instead of living in constant pain
If no one would put her out of her misery, she'd have to do it herself

She couldn't see any light anymore
So she grabbed the pill bottle off the shelf and just hoped it wouldn't take long to die
Deep down she still had a spark of light, but she just couldn't find it 
And now it was too late in her mind to change, to turn back and try to look deeper
She was done living.

That's when people started to notice that everything wasn't as peaceful as it seemed
They started to see how deeply depressed she had become
They wanted to help her see the light again before it was too late 
So they sent her away to see doctors and to take pills to make everything better
It was a start.

She didn't see a change at first but suddenly she could think clearly
Maybe what they were doing was actually going to help her see the light again
Yes, she still wanted to die, but maybe that wasn't the only option anymore
They cared,  and behind all their own problems they were trying to understand
They really were trying

Six months longer she would be treated and cared for
Until suddenly she was sent home from her treatment and care with a smile on her face
She had a new perspective
Someone had helped her ignite that spark in her heart until it was a glowing ember
She had been reborn

Sometimes you have to be able to experience the worst of it
To come back shining brighter than before
And if she had died that cold day in October, she wouldn't of ever seen the best of it
Or known that it would get better
and it did!

And she now sits at her laptop, with a smile on her face and warmth in her heart
It's never been an easy road and it won't ever be
But at least she knows she's lived through the worst
And it can only get better from here

So whenever she feels lonely or gets back into that dark spot again
She can look back on what she's learned and can read this poem
And remember that she survived the darkest depths of depression
And she will continue to survive it as long as she lives
Because she is stronger now than she ever was before ?


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The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home


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COOKIE MONSTER

There's a Cookie Monster 
Somewhere in my house
Cookies are disappearing
Too quick to be a mouse
Yesterday the jar was full
Is there something wrong
Tonight the jar's half empty
Where have cookies gone
I search from room to room
With a flashlight in my hand
I'm down to one last room
Where sleeps my little man
So I quietly open his door
Like a spy I sneak inside
In bed sleeps Cookie Monster
He's not even trying to hide
Crumbs still on his cheeks
And icing still on his lips
A huge smile across his face
He's dreaming chocolate chips

*Missed the contest but still did a monster poem

Date: 10-14-14


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REMEMBER ME

When you don't know how many tomorrows you'll have, 
You tend to focus in the immediacy of today;
A homeless child just trying to survive.
Rummaging through dump rubbish every day.

Another afternoon in this hellish forsaken place, 
Ankle deep in garbage scavenging a dinner plan;
Feeling particularly weak and sick on my stomach, 
When a large group pulled up in two white vans.

The slide doors of these vans opened fast, 
And well dressed people jumped out in a hurry;
Honestly, I was glad that I wasn't too close, 
They were strangely awkward, I was worried.

The group spoke a different language, 
I think they were from The United States;
Most of them were snapping pictures, 
Which is something I do not appreciate.

They were drinking cold bottles of water, 
What I'd give just to have a taste;
I'd be happy with a half empty hot bottle, 
In this sewage minefield of trash and waste.

One of the strangers seemed different, 
There was something about his eyes;
He seemed to look right into my soul, 
As I stood there swatting away flies.

It's hard to describe what I was feeling, 
Although little time had actually passed;
There on that filthy hill I felt a bonding, 
I remember wanting this moment to last.

On his face I saw sadness and passion, 
He could tell I was a boy totally broken;
Existing day to day on this stench heap,
We were talking but no words were spoken.

Then someone in the group said something, 
And the group quickly boarded up to go;
Except for the one locked in on me, 
From the vans they shouted "Come on, Joe!"

He ran to the van.. and grabbed something, 
Then with sensed urgency he rushed over to me;
The kind stranger delivered two ice cold waters, 
His contagious smile was large and friendly.

As he turned to go I tapped him on his shoulder, 
He swung around I was shocked to see tears;
I felt a simple pure love from this angel,
Who from out of nowhere suddenly appears.

Walking back to the van he turned and waved, 
I took a long drink to salute.. no longer thirsty;
The rest of my life this moment sealed in time, 
For him as well, I think Joe will always remember me!

Sponsor: SKAT A
Contest Name: The Saddest Landscape (POEM) 

Narrative Poem 
From the city dump in Puarta Plata, Dominican Republic


Details | Free verse | |

Blossoming

 

The Blossoming

Within shivers
Hot like
Ice
Hides he
Phantom yet
Passes her
Daily
Hides 
She
So shyly
Dark tresses
Unsure
Within
This
Diamond like
Shines
She
Tentative
Within
New
Ability
Halls grow dark
And 
Only
He 
Haunts her
This want
Disco ball
Of tentatively
She
Walks within new 
Wants
Cursed within
The 
Exquisite 
Like shards pang
Desperately
A lullaby 
I can
No longer
Bring
Hold her so
Close
Yet so far
Away
This new life
For 
In Solo
So
Exquisite
She sings

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Details | Rhyme | |

To My Daughter

How often do I say
My love grows for you everyday?
Each time you smile
You make everything worthwhile

The day your soul started growing
I found a certain peace and knowing
Something that comes with Motherhood
My role as Mother I understood

Your life was the best gift God gave me
An extension of my family tree
A daughter to be proud of
I thank the heavens above

I know sometimes we fight
Stubbornly we believe each one is right
But our arguments don’t last for long
As we finally see that fighting is wrong

You are like my best friend
You inspire me to no end
You are my guiding light
You give me reason to fight

You have a beautiful heart
And in life...that’s an integral part
A good recipe for happiness
And a lifetime full of kindness

Your spirit keeps me going
As your confidence keeps growing
You teach me day by day
How to live in the best way

We will always be together
Our hearts are joined forever
Even when death does us part
You will always stay in my heart.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
©copyright Juanita Torr
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Details | Rhyme | |

A Slavery Mentality

Believe in what I am told or what I see 
This war is bitter and I aspire to be free 
Free from these shackles and discrimination 
Free from selective elimination 
We call our children mistakes so we can free ourselves of responsibility 
And our babies are dying in the streets while we accept no liability 
Governed by aggression it’s said that only the strong survive 
But instead of showing strength we only know hostility 
Creating a place where these demons thrive 
A Child’s innocence is used for selfish gain 
So mommy can get high and feel no pain 
A child that knows no love has no true perception of reality 
And the system has no love our children are lost on technicality 
Now your babies will have babies searching for the love that they lack 
They should have had love unconditional 
But instead they turn to crack 
Because their family has made it traditional 
There is nothing like the cries of a neglected child 
Mommy is too high to provide 
Taught too young to hold it all inside 
Poison their minds with dirty little secrets they are forced to hide 
Teach them to look for nothing and that’s all you will find 
Because that is all that’s left inside 
Fill their minds with worldly possessions 
Take what you can get despite the moral transgression 
Take Godout of our schools because money is the new respect 
Craving only negative attention 
Because of the love they now reject 
First born to poverty and aware before their time 
Unable to provide life’s necessities 
They are pushed towards drug sales and crime 
Society will blame this transgression on lack of affection 
But really they are affected by lack of direction 
No money to feed the hungry and poor 
Our inspiration is music, TV, drugs, guns and war 
Poor because they have been dominated and oppressed 
Push us too regress 
Give to those who already have by taking from those who have less 
The only way to survive is to murder, hustle and deceive 
There is a better way of life 
But not a better way to make them believe 
A better way to teach us to accept this fate is what they crave 
A better way to give us the mentality of a slave 
Their methods of birth control created to control the minority 
We are now the majority 
They are scared to death we have become the priority 
Our people born of whips and chains and still left unbroken 
Fed our children’s sorrows from which we choke 
there are still too many truths left unspoken


Details | Free verse | |

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


Details | Rhyme | |

Unconditional Is the Nature of Love

Love means unconditionally to me It never means conditionality Never down your neighbor’s leg should you pee Never use its rain as excuse, you see ......... Contentious relationships will decay Don’t just love your neighbor, love him today Keep heart and home open consistently To benefit most from love’s harmony ......... Though one’s own Agape may be sloppy No cause to pee on another’s copy Just stay with self alone if love seems gone Unconditionally await love’s dawn ......... Love never dies, or a child counts the cost When love is gone, it’s your child who is lost Unconditionally, expeditiously Agape returns conspicuously ......... Prerequisites stifle heartfelt offers Leaving you lonely with empty coffers To know true love is our Lord’s greatest gift Refuse to let squabbles cast hearts adrift
For Lay's What Love Means collaboration challenge Co-written by Carolyn Devonshire and John Freeman


Details | Rhyme | |

The Rescue metamorph

 Oh the tears from the child as her dolls hair is caught in the spindle
Her little face awash as she tries to rescue it 
The little rag doll, her only friend was whisked away so fast so cruel
The spinning wheel stops to her delight, her tears dry and a smile returns as her
doll is eased out of the spun thread on the spindle. 
 The time it took seemed as long as the sands dropping through the hour glass on her grandmas table, timing the spinning thread as she teases the wool apart, then spinning the spindle to collect the spun yarn, but the rescue is complete, the doll returned unharmed, the child restored to good humour, as grandma frowns a little as the last grains drops into the glass before it is turned to start again, Her money will be short but her granddaughter is happy so therefore is grandma.



The Rescue Metamorph from free verse to rhyme 

The squeal from the wheel as the knitted hair is caught within
Horror strikes at the child and tears course down her chin
A rag doll her only friend caught in grandma’s spinning wheel
Pulled from her arms, but tugging at her heart she can feel

Grandma stops teasing wool, the wheel she stops spinning
Her granddaughter’s tears have her own eyes full to brimming
The sands of time through the glass dripping their next meal away
But grandma rescues the doll so her granddaughter can play
© 5/04/2013 ~GG~

Contest Entry.


Details | Free verse | |

MY SEVEN BLESSINGS

God bless little angels brought unto me,
Watch over them beneath heavens grace.
My first of seven blessings most precious gift,
Treasures hearts keepsakes.
Number one the oldest, my rocker baby,
Dancing away with musics sweet lullaby.
The lyrical light of brilliance’s, a shinning note,
That strums across grandma's heart strings.
The second child is a testament to patience,
No instructions came with this wonder
Or warning labels tattooed upon her backside.
But she has the eyes of an angel and lord knows,
She try's my beliefs but I'll never give up the fight .
I love my problem child just the same.
The third times the charms, she is that for sure,
With brown eyes and a kewpie doll with dark curls.
Our grand daughter bubbles, whom can light up the
Darkest moment with just a simple smile.
The fourth grace is he, full of strength and daring,
A future NFL first draft pick this is my little RJ,
Patton had his tank and believe you me, Me maw
Has hers.
Diamonds are the hardest stones known to man,
But this boy sparkles with a shine more valuable,
Then gold.
Fifth in line is wisdom and charm, explorations
Future astronaut.
With curiosities wondering eye, but ahead of
The pack in any game of life.
My youngest grand son Issac his name means,
Laughter and joy and in this it is so true.
Tiny but mighty is my little Bella,
With dark raven hair, she has her fathers eyes,
And mommy's brave spirit.
She'll take on the world someday.
And win by all hands clapping her on,
Me Maw's future Mrs. America.
Seven was born on grandma's birthday,
A special gift given unto me is my darling,
Trinity.
Who knows what the future will hold for thee,
But seven has always been my lucky number,
So sky's the limit with this the youngest blessing,
In my life.

1.  The blessings gift is music.
2. The second blessings gift mischief and curiosity.
3.  The third blessings gift beauty's sweet smile
4. The four blessings gift strength and endurance.
5.  The fifth blessings gift wisdom and charm. 
6.  The sixth blessings gift is a brave spirit.
7. The seventh blessings gift is lucks true fortune.
And when you add up all my many blessing,
What does a grandmother receive a full heart,
Hugs and kisses at bedtime.
Good night my little angels and sleep tight.
I'll re-sight my many blessings in my prayers, 
Tonight as I lay myself asleep and dream of thee.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN








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 | Villanelle | |

CHUBBY LITTLE GIRL: Ode to Bria Samone

I love her joyful smile, her hair in 
curls.
A plump round face with chocolate 
on her nose,
for she's her mamas' chubby little 
girl.

What better gift for me in all the 
world,
wrapped in pink with lace and 
purple bows?
I love her joyful smile, her hair in 
curls.

Brown stains caress her mouth in 
one great swirl,
with a drop or two I saw upon her 
toes.
For she's her mamas' chubby little 
girl.

"I made a cake for you" she says, 
the whirls
around the room before she strikes 
a pose.
I love her joyful smile, her hair in 
curls.

"A cake for me?" I ask the precious 
pearl,
I touch her sticky face and spotted 
clothes.
She'll always be my chubby baby 
girl.

Hand in hand around the room we 
twirl, 
when we stop, I laugh and pull her 
close.
I love her joyful smile, her hair in 
curls.
For she's her mamas' chubby little 
girl. 








Details | Free verse | |

Sweet child of mine

The stars they used to bring tears to my eyes
Dark skies, I cried as I prayed for daylight
You were my fragment of pain
I became swallowed in memorys of darkness
That used to come and go so haunting, the loss of you
Still is killing me, for you were gone so suddenly..

My first child
My first love
Now all I have left
Are the stars above
Not to mention
The glow of the moon
That always reminds me
That you were taken too soon
Tears fall down my cheeks
When your name is spoken, that's when 
These demons become awoken
The heartbreak
The despair
Losing your child
Is too much to bear
Sleepless nights
Dreams full of terror
Seeing the pain in your eyes
Everytime you look in the mirror

I can look at the stars now
With hope, instead of pain
You my child, did not die in vain
You will live through me, glow bright star
Glow.. Glow for me
And for all of 
The mommys to see
Be my guidance, keep me from the ledge
To you child, this I pledge:

I see your glow and I can now smile
Though I might shed a tear every once and a while
Just because, I'm missing you
But I promise I will pull through

Thank you spirits
Thank you stars
For welcoming my child
With open arms
Keep him safe
Give him love
And let him know I am with him
Everytime I look above..


Details | Rhyme | |

A SISTER HIGLY ADORED

Joanna was the prettiest child with a fair freckled face,
reddish curly hair and a pair of big emerald eyes 
that sparkled with the purest sweetness and innocence...
and today still blessed with beauty, she shines! 


We resemble a lot in looks by letting modesty be our main virtue, 
and hadn't mother constantly taught us those godly, honest 
ways and equal love for everybody, we wouldn't ever exist
in such a false, uncaring world that has no rewards to accrue. 


Mother of two bright kids, and grandmother of four boys...
Joanna is their inspiration, and quite often she spoils them with toys,
but don't all grandmothers love those adorable toddlers...
when they quickly run to them, falling down and getting up at once?  


I am very thankful and lucky to have this kindhearted sibling
who shares my same qualities and desire for a happy living;
we both value life and show warmth instead of being cold...
haven't I walked side by side with a sister highly adored? 
  






Details | Personification | |

Who Cares For The Carer

By John Weaver & Dedicated to Liz

Who cares for the carer? is the question that I ask.
Who is helping them help another with their overwhelming task
Who is trying to ensure they remain healthy, fit and strong
As they nurse and feed the one in need all day and all night long?

Who thinks about the carer? is the thought that comes to me
When all thought is for the needy and that’s the way it ought to be
But just a little bit of thoughtfulness would not go astray
For the one who works and struggles without a thought for pay.

Who worries about the carer? is my other great concern
If they should fall to sickness where would the needy turn?
The one they love is the one they want and on whom they depend
To wash and feed and dress them and to be with them to the end

Who would care for the needy? is the fact we have to face
If something happened to the carer then who would replace
That committed and devoted, caring loving soul
Who gave their all without complaint in a hard and stressful role.

But we know who will care for the carer 
When their mortal coil is through
When all their earthly labours get the recognition that is due
When at last they can rest eternal with no further demands
In peace and joy and secure in the Greatest Carer’s hands.



Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

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

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

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

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

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Ballad | |

Antigone

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Concrete | |

dry cry

the child of a distant mother
whose cry ran dry over the other,
the child of nothingness in winter
whose feet ran cold to the toe,
to whom were she without 
a glow to the unknown?
for whom need she commute
when she does crawl than norm?
then who must follow when she cries
to the voice of a soul child; so dry?
where is the father gone too long
or were there a mother, done too long?
whose child a tender care must one render
to which child than love of a parent?
her lips cracked in instances 
and tears long soaked in her tearful skin...
 
opn28032013/0315


Details | Sonnet | |

LITTLE MAN

Be not forgotten faith that bids me stay
When darkened hours come bringing heavy rain
Flood waters ominous rising delays 
Foreboding storm cease or I'll go insane
In selfish pity I could lose my way
Controlled by circumstance not dreams I've prayed
Be not caught up in struggles of this day
And miss the joy and passion of plans laid
Rise my soul hear the whisper of His voice
He'll calm the storm and waters will recede
You'll cross dry land so let your heart rejoice
You had faith to stand and now to proceed 
So stay the course your treasured promise land 
Find your child your awesome little man

*This is a poem about seeking (hunting) and reclaiming a childlike faith to believe!

Sonnet Poem

Sponsor:Debbie Guzzi
Contest: Hunt for a Sonnet Gems & Seven Stones in the Crown 


Details | Couplet | |

Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.


Details | Free verse | |

White Shoulders

I am her child again...
I'm wearing my pink flannel pajamas, the ones with tiny roses.
I'm curled up in the middle of her big four-poster.
And watching her dress for the party.
She has just fastened the clasp of her gleaming white pearls
It isn't often that she has an occasion to wear her pretty lace dress
The dress that shows off her porcelain white shoulders  
        
The most exciting thing my parents usually do.. 
                                            is to go to the movies. 
Watching Errol Flynn, as he swash buckles his men through the Sherwood forest.

But tonight is special! They are dressing up!
And she looks so beautiful!
She has pink cheeks, and red lips, and her hair is shining in auburn curls.
Oh!  How different, how wonderful, my mother looks tonight!
When only an hour ago, she was standing at the kitchen sink,
                     wearing that threadbare apron
Tonight she looks like one of those Hollywood ladies
           that grace the cover of her Photoplay magazines!

She's slipping on her high heeled shoes, 
           then she reaches for her White Shoulders perfume.
"Here, darling girl", as she reaches over to me
               and puts a dab under each of my ears.
She kisses my forehead, and says  
 "Be good for Grandma".....
          "See you in the morning. Love you Sweetheart. Sweet dreams".

She tucks me in, turns off the light...
 and I am her child again, 
    safe, and warm, and filled with the knowledge that I am loved
            drifting away on a cloud of White Shoulders.......
                           
Oh...to be loved like that just one more time....
                   of being wrapped in the fragrance of her love

                            Oh...    if only for a moment I could be her child again.....



---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
("White Shoulders" was my mother's favorite scent to wear...


Details | Narrative | |

Physically and Mentally Abuse

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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



Details | Ballade | |

Our Jakob

Our Jakob

I’ll tell you a little story
About a little boy, I know
He has a mind at ten years old
That has a kind of glow
That says, “this boy’s intelligent”
He’s got something to say
He glows with curiosity
And learns more every day.

He has this sense of fairness
He’ll never let you down
And with his sense of humour
Each time he sees you frown
He’ll put a smile back on your face 
We love him oh, so much
This boy, he has a way with him
A kind of magic touch.

He be my one time only friend
He’s only ten years old 
And yet he has a heart so big
And made of purest gold
No matter where this boy goes to
My heart, it will go with him
I guess I’ll love my grandson Jake
Until my light grows dim.

30 July 2013 @ 1757hrs.







Details | Free verse | |

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Details | Rhyme | |

Little Bundle of joy

12  12 12 
into the world came a little bundle of Joy
 when David and Cody had a perfect baby boy,
 little tiny fingers and tiny little toes
 and a cute little nose

 a day full of happiness that you will never forget
 and may this be your best Christmas yet.
 
lots of love to you all love mum xxxx

welcome to the world, baby Jayden a beautiful perfect Grandson,  
 
  how amazing is God,  I started sopnsonring a child lead by God and felt it right to sponsor a Girl, she was 5 years old on the 12 decemeber 2012
the miracle being my Grandson was born 12/12/12/   and 12  days before christmas, wow  first day of christmas,  and he will share the same  birthday as my sponsored child, now that is the Grace of God, Amen      wow  THATS SO RARE  

let the children come and do not hinder them  for the kingdom of ehaven belongs to these Amem


Details | Sonnet | |

THE SWEETEST HOPES


                                The Sweetest Hopes

                  The tiny infant sprawls midst tubes and wires
                  In shock I kiss a breath on fairy toes 
                  His life becomes my fervent most desire
                  And with each moment love within me grows
                  Oh tiny soul, my darling only son
                  I will exchange with joy my life for yours
                  A gift of life I’ll give to know you run
                  Become a wanderer to distant shores
                  Perhaps a watcher of the unknown skies
                  Or young philosopher at Plato’s knee
                  Or struggling artist without fame or prize
                  Little one-- 'tis all the same to me
                      I make no sound when dreaded silence falls
                      A tragic ending needs no curtain calls


Dec 10, 2012


Details | Free verse | |

Whistle

Running, after more than you, can hold.
Taking, someone else’s love, and leaving.
Children are fearful of what they’re told.

Can’t you see I’m the one who’s freezing?
I was just a child with a trinket 
Never knowing that it’d be, more to me

When you were gone to, too far, from me.
Steady with your hands close to my heart
Never letting our world’s tear us apart

I know, your icicles 
I miss the beaches that we played on
You missed the child in your own eyes

Now you’re gone, 
But I’m still not here.
Why can’t you wake up 

I’m not ready
Please, just take your time, don’t leave now
I can’t fight this world alone.


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Life

The unrealistic acts we put on to manipulate one another, living and sleeping with active minds. The act of evil smelling over the surrounding, guilt brightly sparkling on our visages without pardon we step on one another. Our beautiful, merry and precious planet loosing its sense of beauty in an inadequate manner but still we cannot see what our lives are seeking for. We need love and understanding we need one another for a better living. Let’s start from a good angle to land on a better scale it’s for our own benefit…The world is our world but does not belong to us, as we are here for a reason to also always have in mind that we all going to depart one day. What’s the hatred for those it worth it? Literately lost and mislead but physically hurt, its see able that we are leading our lives to what we don’t want hurting one another for no basic reason. It’s seen at a certain point that we sometimes wished to know how is it like after life but the reality is death

The ways of life are beyond the sound of the tongue, harder and softer than what is seen and felt. Life took its birth through pain It’s the pain, which gave birth to beautiful  creations. Life is incomplete, without the pain since, the pain teaches to actually accept, the pain with a joy as the longer we deny the existence of pain, love shall not behold. depressing it is, to deny existence of pain as the pain actually gave birth to life. Life, which is in a soul, comes through pain and agony , which is the true meaning of life. What we feel is not what we know and what we know endured to what is to come.

Sad it is that nothing seems right but why? once memories of the past sorrowful invade. When it all retaliated to nightmares and hollow, just then when the sound rhythm to a melody of nausea. Reality, justice, happy living known spoken but not valued. Too much expectation can lead to self-destruction, vandalism, greed and temptations. Life is a lession to be learned, as love implies.

In belief that religion took stand in order to complete missing pieces of all acts towards faith for worship of anything that was considered superior to understand. The belief of a religion consisted of trying to appease and show royalty to the Supreme Being. This resulted in performing rituals and keeping traditions to earn goodness. Such has been maintained to establish courage in result towards self-confidence. Today as we are still on the merge of our great ancestors these has become a chronicle that we have learned to respect and follow throughout our livings. Which moralities appeal the governing of human affairs. We have pledge to its Conscientiousness in order to show respect to its origins. This as well signifies a particular clan that shares one mind towards their belief. Humanity found its stand. 
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Details | I do not know? | |

I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU

I will take care of you it’s safe to let go Of the familiar things..things you used to know I hold you..you’re safe in the palm of my hand I will show you things you will understand I will open your eyes and you will see I will give you understanding of my mysteries So come my child run into my arms Surrender all self I’ll keep you from harm The time is here you need to come close To your Father the one who loves you the most There may be turmoil around you but there’s no need to fear Remember my child I’m always near I will take care of you it’s safe to let go Of the familiar things..things you used to know Stay close to me..hear my voice Let me be your ONE let me be your choice!!


Details | Ottava rima | |

The Result of Cruel Fate

The crone can hear the children's laughter, cold as ice
And they exclaim out "witch", not thinking she can hear
Their parents then admonish, "Try to be quite nice."
Upon her thin, emaciated form they leer
Of love forbidden she has paid the awful price
Malicious magic powers all the children fear
She only wears black, mourning each and ev'ry day
Her world is full of dismal, somber shades of grey


She loved a wealthy cultured handsome gentleman
But she had not the clothes nor proper pedigree
And never would be issued any wedding bann
For poverty did not amuse his family
When finding herself great with child of his, she ran
She felt displaced, just like a dead uprooted tree
In bleak back alley child unwanted disappeared
No chance immoral tainted peccant child be reared


Although she lost her core, her heart, her soul, her mind, 
She wandered dazed and crazy back to town she knew
Her fam'ly said, "We never have produced your kind."
There was no place to go and nothing left to do
But after mournful agony she came to find
Satanic powers very evil she would rue
She met the incubi in wooded forest glen
Although she knew it was an awful, grievous sin


Her soul and body raped by evil forces bold
Instilled in her the seeds of their foul awful pow'r
That grew more potent as she grew extremely old
Demolished, shattered self continued still to sour
Her sterile body, now quite barren, grew ice cold
A vile vexatious tongue lashed out at all each hour
Thus she became a bitter venomous old hag
While dressed in filthy clothes; on head, a dirty rag


She met a fine genteel young man, so good and kind
A person reaching out to all in charity
Attempted making better lives where he could find
He wanted human folk achieving parity
However, he had never met an evil mind
The succubus seduced his soul with clarity
 She crippled psyche; took his cash, his bonds and stocks
 Her languid lips convinced him caged; no keys for locks


Then when the moon was full one night, she murdered him
Around his vile demise all sorts of tales arose
She had dismembered rigid corpse each limb by limb
Disposed so very well of ugly bloody clothes
The whole ordeal had been a gratifying whim
Upon his naked body set a blood red rose
His corpse was never found; base tales do not abate
Today she suffers vile result of cruel fate


Details | Ballade | |

Sad girl rising


Sad girl rising

Let me tell you about this girl I know
My cousin, this girl be
Her life has been so very sad
But how wonderful is she
She was a wild child, till she married
And had her first born child
When she found out that his brain was damaged
It really drove her wild.

She took the Doctor through the courts
Then fought for ten long years
To get the money she deserved
And she cried so many tears
She gained a million pound at last
To help her with the lad
And yet the damage it was done
And it really drove her mad.

Her and her hubby cared for he
And gave their lives to him
It was a twenty four, seven job
But at times it got real grim
She would do just anything
To make his life more sweet
But when she got that Parkinson’s
She was close on to defeat

But no, she struggled with the odds
And though it’s ten years on
Never does this girl give up
When all her hope seems gone
She smiles, and carries on with courage
Like I’ve never seen before
She’s something kind of wonderful
She’s a hero, that’s for sure.

30 July 2o13 @ 1043hrs.


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Mama's Rules

Life is full of rules baby girl, that you need to follow.
When chewing bubble gum, spit it out, don't swallow.
Hold on to your mama's hand when walking through a store.
If mama tells you no once, don't be asking anymore.
When you hear mama counting from five down to one,
That is not your cue to go wild, scream and run.
Take off your muddy shoes when you enter mama's house.
And when daddy is sleeping you be as quiet as a mouse.
Find the brightest star every night to make all your wishes.
Be sure to give your mama a billion zillion kisses.
Life is full of little rules that you have to do.
Rule number one is never forget how much mama loves you.


casarah.altervista.org


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The River home

It was a home on the river we lived .
It was the ghost of a young man whom had taken his own life.

I still remember the vision of him walking by me with a blank stare 
We,  as a Family of  seven , moved into this river house 
Panoramic views right out to the river , I should mention

I was home alone as a child , looking out at "The Julia Belle Swan " as she went by .
Upstairs in that room as I saw a figure walking by , with very nice features , auburn hair 
I thought he was my older brother , a handsome young guy 

Then I realized the young man was not my brother , a  apparition he appeared .
He was not there to scare or frighten , 
the message I believe he wanted to shed light on, so clear.

He walked right by ,then disappeared through the window, out to the River .

The Ghost knew I could see him , a gift I have been given
when I was a younger child of five , I had once died for a short time. I was lifted by Jesus in Heaven . Death is not for us to decide .

Later in the years we moved from that home , every home we lived in had a story 
or a presence of its own . My Mother had told me later , a young man took his life there .

 Keep fighting your way through life and its despair , 
you are important to someone whom cares .  If you feel alone and want life to end , Please pick up the phone , call anyone ,  call for help , call a Friend .

"This is not fiction , it truly is a gift I have been given "


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Lyric | |

Promise of Love

Their dreams filled their heads
As they drove up the hill 
To the orphanage, they hoped and prayed
For a child that laid
Swaddled and warm
In a crib, to bring home on this day

But a little bit older,
The child seemed cold
Yet a smile was worn on his face
So the couple agreed
To love and to feed
This child they’ll take from this place

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

The dark of the night
And the child he cried
A burning horrible wail
She’s a mother now 
And ran to his side
Her loving was not meant to fail

She took and she held
So tight, bosom swelled
As he hushed and fell back asleep
He’s her child now
So much love to allow
Her son, forever to keep

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own

He is a man now
With a wife of his own
Yet barren as his mom and his dad
To the car they had gone
A new road they’re now on
To the place he was as a lad

They plan to adopt
To share all they’ve got
Though nothing they have to their name
But it’s love that they’ll give
For a child to live
To grow happy and love just the same

And though they have nothing
No money in the bank
No brand new house
But to the child they’ll give a home
As parents they swear
To give all love and to care
To treat this child as if was their own


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Unconditional is the Nature of Love

Unconditional is the Nature of Love
 
Love means unconditionally to me 
It never means conditionality 
Never down your neighbor’s leg should you pee 
Never use its rain as excuse, you see 
 
Contentious relationships will decay
Don’t just love your neighbor, love him today
Keep heart and home open consistently
To benefit most from love’s harmony
 
Though one’s own Agape may be sloppy 
No cause to pee on another’s copy 
Just stay with self alone if love seems gone 
Unconditionally await love’s dawn 
 
Love never dies, or a child counts the cost 
When love is gone, it’s your child who is lost 
Unconditionally, expeditiously 
Agape returns conspicuously 
 
Prerequisites stifle heartfelt offers
Leaving you lonely with empty coffers
To know true love is our Lord’s greatest gift
Refuse to let squabbles cast hearts adrift
 

For Lay's What Love Means collaboration challenge
Co-written by John Freeman and Carolyn Devonshire




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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!


Details | I do not know? | |

'Give me drink, rest, and solitude'

Give me drink, rest, and solitude--
these are all the things I long for.
Give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My bonnie lass, what's the matter--
why are you all sorry and alone?
Don't be sad because you're fatter
than most, lass, for love loves its own.

Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret.
If I were a young lad again,
I'd pursue you without regret!
But as I am three-score and ten

years old, indeed, I can never
be the youthful lad you most need.
But your pain won't be for ever:
for your heart will refuse to bleed.




Details | Ballad | |

Loosing A Child

It hurts very much,
When the one's you love,
Are ripped from your very life,
It makes you feel as if,
You are not up to being,
The person you should be,
In this dreary everyday world,
That can be so cruel.
So, think about how your life,
Is running it's very course,
And what changes you need to make'
To better your life,
In order to see the happiness,
Of keeping the beautiful thing,
You have created,
And brought into this very world,
So, you can keep this child,
Close to you in your life,
And watch it grow,
To bond with them each and everyday,
So, the child will never grow up,
knowing someone else,
As Mom and Dad,
Pushing you away from their life,
Till the day,
You will be totally gone,
From their hearts and minds,
Which is the sign of disaster all the way,
For it will be the hurt of a lifetime.


Details | Ballad | |

The toy collector

Toy collector:

He holds the bear gently in his old wrinkled hands as he gazes into its kind beaded eyes. The toy collector sees love lined in its double stitches and his childhood in the busted toys smile.

There stitched in black thread he can hear the sound of a child laughter, happiness, and growth reviving his memory of youth, like a jolt of life to an empty vein.

The years have passed freely, almost fleeting by. He had no more time to play in grassy school yards or hide from girls wearing satin dress, he had to grow up. The boy eventually turned into a man and was forced to pack away his toys regrettably into a wooden box.

There they sat in the attic awaiting the return of their beloved friend while he aged slowly into an adult.

High school came and went, college, even marriage but unfortunately he was never blessed with his own child. No one to share in the lined pleats of his own childhood. All of this he now recognizes in the bears sandy eyes.

The toy collector hands his most prized procession to his wife, a dazed look covering his forlorn face. 

She takes his withered hand and speaks gently in his ear.
“All the memories in the world could never replace the love between a man and his bear.”

“Yes, but even the toy collector eventually grows to old and must let go.”
He replies in woe.

His thin lips force a smile as he repacks the boxes that escaped him long ago and in the early morn of the next day he patently sits alone outside for a bus to come.

The driver honks her horn and greats him with a warming smile.
“Are all of these toys for our orphanage?”

The toy collector regrettably nods.
“Things have been pretty rough but this will surly lift there sprits up.”
She confesses as she gently grabs a random box.

As she stacks them one by on into the now cluttered van his bear falls onto the pavement below.

Unable to pick it up he wrinkles his brow with great sadness.
Suddenly the passenger door opens revealing the face of a young girl and as she draws near she extends her hand and clutches the bear.

“Did you find a friend little Lou?”

His heart melts as she kisses the teddy gently then smiles.
“thank you.”
The child coos softly.

The toy collector lives in the toys he collects, but the man lives forever in the bear the child now possesses.






























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you dont listen

you think I got listen to you, 
you just my kids father,
there noting between me and you,
it seem the words take you back to court is your favorite words,
get this Sheena Shenia Jackson isn't scare of no court system or even you,
its just a word that is there, 
so if you ask me you just things to make women scared im not scare of you like I use to,
I have became stronger and wiser, 
I have the Lord behind me, 
I believe in him very strong,
so if you want to bring me back to court lets do this now, 
you are just a man that God put on this earth, 
and I fear no man, no woman and no body, 
I am a King child forever,

by : Sheena Shenia Jackson 
May 23, 2013


Details | Ballad | |

Praying For The Day

I pray for the day,
That my sweet child comes home,
To my loving arms,
So, I can love and hold them tightly,
Each and everyday of their lives,
To be there for them and guide them,
As they learn to grow,
Into a wonderful adult,
That I know they will become,
For they have such a wonderful heart,
And as people will see them grow each year,
Learning along their way,
Having their own imagination,
To shine and guide them,
To be a very unique person of their own,
But they are already very different,
In many different ways,
By their looks and their loving heart,
And of course being very smart,
Their beauty will shine,
In many different ways,
Both inside and out,
And I pray for the day,
They will come home,
To stop these painful, loving tears.


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Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


Details | ABC | |

12-14-12

Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go 
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning 
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability 
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him  as much as  I did

R.I.P
(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)
12-14-12



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The Revenant

Awake the child that ached for years
The frightened man, ashamed of fear
I hold too tightly to this place
The reverence that lead to waste

Silent virtue comes undone
The burning pain, and dying sun
I can’t recall what I did want
And all that’s left is dead and gone

Innocence was spent on pain
My mind was twisted; left insane
The heart that tried to rise above
Was left alone because it never could

Depth and silence masquerade
The embodiment of all I say
My shadow crawling closer now
As I begin to question how

The misery that took my breath
Refracts itself until my death
This mirror world that will not break
Reflects to me all of my mistakes

Awake the ice that I’ve become
This destiny has overrun
The fallen centuries that I’ve felt
And all the heartache I have dealt

The vision of a child is gone
The fearful man has come upon
The image of a dying world
What’s left behind – no longer held


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Christmas Magic

A small bundle, briquette, blanket wrapped
held close to heart. Soon the new.
We wonder will we be trapped?
When we travel along the road, back
through time to our roots, our father’s
father and beyond our mother’s mother.

Lamps turn down, collars turn upward.
Blue night ablaze with stars, some fall
Burst. Like the whisper of prayers, the word.
One star shines brighter than all, Venus?
Candlelight flickers from doorways.
Laughter raucuous, cheerings of praise.

The balance between my life and my passage
flickers as if blown between the worlds
whose love would I hold up high like a mage?
No matter, the answer flows through me 
chaos of love the answer to all I seek
love to each, hugs to the other, cheek

to cheek. Lights out we are still ablaze
remembering all the light flickering down
like scents of pine, coal, cinnamon for days
and fall about us like snowflakes, we taste
wine, warmth burning through to numb toes
Are we there yet? When have we left? Who knows?

Sheri Fresonke Harper 11-30-2013


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Super Grandma Girl

Super grandma girl, in her long green cape,
took a quick ride on a golden grape;
she slipped, greased lightning like, over the floor,
gunned her girl motor and flew out the door.
A scream she had heard out on the front lawn . . .
a grandchild in trouble???? No time for a yawn.
Like all super heroes she was there in a flash,
with a dash and a clash and a ladylike smash.
Her darling was bloodied,
pink ruffled dress muddied,
(the one she had just worn to church).
She had taken a lurch and fell from her perch
way up high in the old apple tree,
a place she was not meant to be.
Only grannie superheroes can give healing kisses
to cute little, sweet little, bad little misses,
but that is exactly what grandma's will do--
grab you up quick with loud hullabaloos,
and before you know it, you're better! It's true!
Just because super grandma really loves you.
But--one thing all grandkids need to remember:
grandma will love you the year through--to December!
You don't have to be bad and fall from a tree
to get super kisses from super old me.

Faye Lanham Gibson
August 3, 2014


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My Wish For You

I just want you to be a good person
To love the world and everyone in it
I want you to see others grief and their pain
And be thandful for what God has laid on your plate
I want you to want to help all who's in need
To love with all your heart,
And keep your brain on a leash
Be caring and giving and have empathy
Look to the sky and feel small and humble
I hope you persevere through stormy weather
And when the sun’s out don’t take it for granted
Love God in the valley as well on the mountain
I want you to be a good person, you see
Give all you’ve got to this world while you’re here
May people remember you by your goodness and cheer
Know that money isn’t everything, that love is all you need
I hope when you listen to music, beauty does exceed 
Don’t pass up a masterpiece without an amazement glare
Travel around the world appreciating all that is out there
Don’t let greed, pride and jealousy be at your side
Give a helping hand; keep a smile on your face
And in time when you get lemons…I hope you look the other way


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DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL

A moonlit night I took you dancing
you were the show on a stage of sand
Wished the night could last forever
in my mind I still hear the band

Ocean waves of cherished memories
in the moon's spotlight you promised me
On that night I was your one and only
Daddy's little girl you'd always be!

The tides of time they kept on rolling
today I walked you down the aisle 
Proud to place your hand in another
tonight I'll talk to the moon awhile

It's 2am, there's no chance of sleeping 
on the balcony trying to let you go
The cell phone rings, it's my Princess
you whisper, Daddy I think you should know..

There's a perfect moon in the sky tonight
Your telling it how much you love me
I'm so excited that I am married
But Daddy, your little girl I'll always be!

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Beautiful Buttons

Once upon a whimsical dream
Where precious buttons are priceless gems
Colors present like rainbow streams
All flavors, rich! All of them!

Once upon a whimsical time
Needing a button for her favorite coat
She waltzed into a dream, sublime
While admiring gems displayed on a float

So in love with these buttons was she
That her face wore an expression of awe
Smiling, the Dream maker agreed
That true love is what his eyes saw

Hurriedly, before she would awake
He wrapped a beautiful button, a gift!
As he knew there was no mistake
This gem of a button would truly lift
~*~
02/01/13

For My Andrea, my "Button"


Details | Sestina | |

THE COMMITMENT OF TWO PARENTS

Choosing that faithful woman to fulfill this fate,
she'll conceive a healthy baby with a loud scream,
a sweet cry so innocent piercing air and soul,
touch him tenderly, he is the fruit of our seed,
may his faith shed light on doubt and darkness,
let's hope that his deeds and words will be fine!

Growing up learning the right ways, he'll do fine,
these parents with their love will brighten his fate,
he'll experience loneliness conjured up by darkness;
none of our arguments he must hear when we scream,
let's assure him that we are proud of this gentle seed:
he'll understand what satisfies a man's empty soul!

Some will try to convince that life is separated from the very soul,
putting doubts aside, he must persuade himself that all is fine;
he'll remember who lifted him up at birth: the hands of his seed
and he'll thank his mother for being born despite an uncertain fate.
A lot of wisdom in everything is needed to survive and not scream, 
never straying from those words that he must avoid all darkness.

And he immensely influenced by our righteous ways, will not know darkness,
even being tempted, he wouldn't allow a little disgrace stain his clean soul;
if nightmares replace dreams, nothing will have to make him fret and scream.
Our hope in him is greater than any opposing force that implies is not quite fine,
but he'll stare at these two smiles that give him a brightness so denied by fate;
isn't it such a triumphant joy to have grown and tendered a perfect seed?

How can uncaring hearts abandon and not nourish a promising seed,
letting shadows surround him with scary images of lethal darkness?
Even at fourteen, he is too are fragile to fight the forces of fate,
he may look mature, but he seeks adventure without fearing any soul;
we watch what he does and we are certain his day will be really fine, 
and perhaps with our understanding, he will have no reason to scream.

To bear a child every woman must feel a great pain followed by a final scream,
than she will hold that tiny creature who tries to smile as she cuddles her first seed; 
before he was in her womb with little room to move, now he's being fed and feels fine.
Wouldn't a mother call him by name and he' would respond even in darkness;
her voice and touch will leave that feel of tenderness, he'll keep them in his soul,
and like us, he'll teach his children to grow in love despite the unfairness of fate.

Joy was heard in your scream, a lightning through darkness;
you touched him softly, cherishing the beauty of your seed... 
this will effect his deeds, he'll be very wise in dealing with fate.     


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what i wanted to say but couldn't say mothers day

no greater love can ever live
nothing can equal what i give
no single act of love is the reason why
many were the sacrifices i gave I
by no means ephemeral
the tears i have cried
my youth and beauty i had to give up
the fun the parties that kind of stuff
each day i suffered a little while
all for the sake of a healthy child
they call it labor when a child is born
for something that really goes on and on
there is nothing in this world
that i wouldn't do
to guard your safety and care for you
to raise up a child in they way
they should go
i begged Heavenly Father
the things i should know
for the day that was coming
the day that you'd go
and there are so many things
that you do not know
they call it labor and indeed it is
but what you don't know is
i'm in labor everyday you live
and though you live 
in a separate house
my spirit will live there also
like a little mouse
and though you may live far away
the ghost of me hovers you everyday


Details | Haiku | |

What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


Details | I do not know? | |

You, Me, Us, Everyone

Flowers
Not named
Unknown to those with no curiosity
Buds, that dream of one day blooming
Being, more than they are
Flowers living
Being
Thriving
Touched by those who love
Protected by those who wish to love
Wishing to be more than they are
Buds, not truly knowing if they are ready for the world
Hoping they are strong enough 
Wishing to be the best
You, Me, Us, Everyone


Details | Sonnet | |

Birthday Sonnet For My Son

What is it like to be my little hero?
A morning chat would mean great adventure
A ride with your imaginary aero
Would fly us to places never gone before

Inside your world, we made things possible
We are both so strong to save the world
With unique powers, you are unstoppable
Put an end to villains with your mighty hurled

Within you, I see my own reflection
Full of imagination and a dreamer
Someday your dream would have a clear perception
What best for you, I would be your defender

Every day is like a blink of an eye
At 7 years old, time hastily flies



Noel N. Villarosa
19 April 2014


Posted also in: www.pinoylifefacts.blogspot.com


Details | Rhyme | |

The Generations

The time has come to step aside.
It’s been a very lovely ride.
I trained my darling daughter well.
It’s she who rings the dinner bell
on holidays and lets me rest.
She aces each and every test.  

Proving herself every bit as able
as I to set Thanksgiving table,
she feeds her twenty-two hungry guests
without a sign of being stressed.
So I feel needed, I surmise,
she allowed me to make the pies.

She never loses her sweet smile.
For each grandchild she stops awhile
to hug, to listen and to praise
as I did in the olden days.
Daughter, mother and grandmother,
she’s as good at one role as the other.

The day will come I know it’s true
when she will give soup ladle to
her own sweet daughter next in line.
She’ll step aside this child of mine,
to sit and rest and watch her daughter
do as  her loving mother taught her.

I watch her now with love and pride
this woman whom I helped to guide
to the super mother she became.
Her daughters now are in the game. 
They’re teaching the new generation
to be the next great mom sensation.

And so it has been through the years,
moms giving love and shedding tears,
each passing on her mothering lore
learned from mothers who came before. 













Details | Quatrain | |

Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Precious Son

" My Precious Son "

God has sent me a little angel
from his heavens up above
this angel born to be my baby
a precious son for me to love.

His arrival was way too early
premature three months of time
I did not even get to hold him
this precious child of mine.

For three months and lonely nights
in a glass box my child lay
I could watch him through a window
he was just seven feet away.

They would leave my child naked
his body was totally bare
I wished that I were his blanket
to protect and warm him there.

He was poked and always prodded
my poor child knew no rest
I ached to reach out and hold him
to snuggle him against my chest.

They would not let me near him
saying nothing could be done
they were following medical protocol
and I could not touch my son.

Heartbroken as I stood by helpless
my son grew too tired to cry
always watching him through that window
I watched my young son die.

Seeing his chest stop moving
I watched his last full breath
he turned his head and looked at me
and closed his eyes in death.

A nurse wrapped her arms around me
as she took me from that scene
the last time that I saw him
laying so beautiful and serene.

They were lowering his bright white coffin
that was lined with velvet blue
My Precious Son I love you
its god who wanted you.

So many years have passed now
his memory still lives today
My Precious Son I love you
we'll be together one day...

Penned By MPK

Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion…

Quote: The Best And Most Beautiful Thing In The World Can’t Be Seen Or Touched
It Must Be Felt With Your Heart…

NOTE: This poem was composed many years ago for a wonderful young family that was 
grieving their loss with the hopes of offering them some comforting love from a friend. The 
poem was received well and still sits upon the wall above their bed...


Details | I do not know? | |

Shortest Love Story

Our elbows collided, 
'cause my desk is wrong-sided.
Made for a lefty, 
When I write
with my right.


Details | Rhyme | |

THE UNIVERSAL SYMBOL

The peace sign is a symbol universally recognized and venerated;
to some it means sacrificial death, to others gentle love instead...
shouldn't, its creator Gerard Holtom, have drown it with arms up
instead of arms down...didn't the ancient signs influence him a lot?



Whichever is the interpretation of this sign,
we all recognize it as love besides peace;
during the Vietnam War the fanatic hippies
used it to protest the deaths of young men.



From the day of its creation, when angered crowds protested in line,
it has become the icon of an Humanity that wants an end to all wars and turmoil...
then shouldn't it resemble the upward branches of a tree bristling over unspoiled soil,
or a teary, lonely child reaching out for arms to make his face shine?  

 


Details | Ballad | |

My Gull Wheels On

As a child empowered by youth, 
All is wonder, 
All is truth, 

Faith projecting as a wake, 
A child of God, 
Runs free these days, 

Oh Lord, I have been so blessed, 
To know your love, 
Feel your caress, 

Now I watch as the children play, 
And loving tears swell, 
...Thank you for this day. 

To feel the warm sun, wind and sand, 
A glorious gift, 
A glorious plan, 

Watch the seagulls as they wheel and dive, 
Searching for scraps, 
Screeching in delight, 

Never do they question - nor do they ask, 
For more than they need, 
Or more than they have, 

And in this spirit so free and strong, 
I live, learn and love, 
As my gull wheels on!

My Gull Wheels On
aka Michael Wilson


Details | Narrative | |

letter to Eden

My deplorable emotional collapse. 

Lucky for me, she happened to be in her many hour siestas!

My dear sister amelie came over (previously arranged to pick up some rocks that z mama rolled in a pile) and upon opening the front door all internal hell broke loose!

Utter torturous sadness tore thru every fiber of my being - hence a logical explanation conclusion per the abdominal distress that thankfully diminished. 

Aside from helplessness as of crumpling like a heap of cards, an extreme fright gripped me at the thought of yourself and shana returning to ramshackle mishmash.

Early today, she many hours sweeping (what her hands formerly hurled from the upstairs bedroom or glass and/or plastic containers blithely tossed on the kitchen floor) with some improvement.

Though, i might need to spend later today (Wednesday) gutting the refrigerator and discarding any potential alien life forms.

A prediction that a. you and shana will be quite sad leaving the tranquil home of the dunning family and b. stepping back into a place where disorder and entropy feast.

Please try to express sentiments per how you feel toward me! Such emotion might well be, but not necessarily limited to (just guessing) -- > anger, grief, hatred, loathing, rage.

Despite your impression or reaction toward and/or against me, i do value you more than any precious gem!

Matthew can honestly claim that "mother" acts considerably more pleasant to me. She politely greets me with what her "GOOD MORNING MISTER HARRIS"!

This message blurted soon after she espies me shuffling to the bathroom tending to that human toy let trees.

This and other of her cheery inquiries for attention (talk, contra dance, back rub...) find me practically catatonic at such ordinary desires. 

Years on end never er or rarely found me to experience this personable facet, yet...SHE WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH OCTAVIA LAMB NOR GAYLE BAIR!

As (possibly) mentioned in the previous email, i too shared similar antipathy, hostility, offer dollops of voluble vulgarity!

At some juncture in the recent past, a strong objection against reacting in that manner (no matter the three musketeers - as referred to by thee senora and chief television watcher), spoke to this papa in crudely fierce, immeasurably lambasting tone.

Matter of fact, i emailed Octavia to inform her of the legal documents en-route to her home in gap, pennsylvania and reiterated appreciation for our (albeit unwelcome and long overdo) stay at blank greentree lane.

No intent to augment change in the counterpart. We seem to be diverging in any former opinions. 

Now, (meaning within the recent present)
 numbness freezes and seems to cease up desire to be alive
sometimes i do not care if the grim reaper takes me for an eternal drive
aware that you and shana would be well tended in that busy bee hive
comprising cheerfulness, delight, happiness, liveliness, joy, kindness mirth,
 et cetera where amity, comity, energy...does strive
among lovely offspring of shari and Andy, both troopers against challenges 
 as if...he married a heavenly wive. 

Shari and amelie encouraged me to express churning agitation within me
which best be conveyed now rather than per your return, 
where communication will be done as ease a lee.

Omg! The hour fast approaches four-ante meridian. Gawd cooks the time away. The task to organize the refrigerator hardly seems like a choice! You may not even notice since, (though the kitchen floor swept) aversion to enter the eatery might deter courage. 

Your risk to board a plane considerably less than the hazards that lurk in said innocent locale.

Take care my dear. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Fatherless Child

There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is the day my life forever changed.
I remember as if it was yesterday when you physically violated me.
Mental visions as early as the age of eight, but old enough to vociferate.
Visualizing mental pictures in my mind while I am awake very aware of the improper abuse I take.
Your body on me feels something like an autopsy of a dead body.
While you lay on top of me as you press aggressively on me.
Against my will your force kept me still.
I am trying to understand if you recognize who I am.
I try to say no hoping you can comprehend; I am weakling as you apprehend.
Mentally and physically I became involuntarily your property. 
A main character in a horror story, and you were my predatory.
I asked “God why?” as I bare to stare into his eyes.
This is not thee love I seek; all I wanted was my father to love me, but not like this injustice of violation of my rights.
This love is not real; not the love I wished to feel.
As he tries to stick his tongue into my mouth too young to know what this is all about.
I grip my lips painfully tight as he tries to slip his tongue inside.
I close them tighter with all my might, as he whispers, “let me love you right” 
I beg him to leave as he pried my legs open with his knees my insides scream “somebody please help me!”
As he whispers how much he loves me I’m praying for God to just kill me.
I rather be dead then a man’s punching bag.
As I lay there my body was dead, and I laid my soul to rest.
I looked around the room and seen the Old Spice on the desk the same fragrance he wore around his neck.
The sun began to rise as he began to close my thighs.
In that moment in time I had made up my mind any man that ever say they love me was just telling lies.
I learned the hard way that love does not kill your inside; love does not take your pride.
A fatherless child I shall forever reside.
Every day that passes that little eight-year-old girl dies slowly inside.
Asking Jesus,” Why permit this?” and he slowly whispers…as I gently whimpers, “faith is the light that guide you through the darkness, my words reflecting as a lamp unto my feet.”
“Walk unto my path I’m here to carry the weak, come into me you are weary and overburdened. I will carry the pain you have obtained.”
“I am your father and you are my child you are never fatherless because I’m always around.”


Details | Rhyme | |

My Everything

Capuccino tinted dermis
Button nose
Velvet strokes
Soft apple cheeks
Plump
Pink
I watch and think...

Forehead
Framed by feathers of slate
Tresses of ash
Each decadent lash
Never ending
Sweeping long
Across each almond
Eye blink
I watch and think...

A nest of hair
Powdery black
Waves of dark
A cushion of black ink
I watch and think...

Sparkling glitter drips from those eyes
You grip me with your ties
A smile to mesmerize
The perfect sunrise
"I love you Mama"
A cheeky wink
I watch and think...

Your laughter infects the skies
Cloudy blues turn to bright highs
A voice that heals
A void that fills
Sweet nothings
That's the thing

I watch...
I think...you are my everything


Details | Free verse | |

First Love

Outside the sterile nursery I stood,
looking in.
So many snuggly swaddled newborns asleep in little plastic cribs;
my eyes hungered for only one . . .

A nurse was bathing you,
removing the remnants of the nest that formed you.
Her face filled with wonder and adoration.
"Is this one yours?"
Soundless question behind glass . . .
"So beautiful!"

I had watched your head crown between your mother's legs;
rapt . . . awaiting the first glimpse of your face.
A mass of wet black curls and then your eyes;
you were born and I was smitten!
Unexpected, the rush of brand new love I did not know existed.

First grandchild!
You opened the door to a different world,
love wild and fierce,
protective and totally absorbed.

Four more times that door has opened,
love's arrow piercing my heart . . .
when you hurt,  the pain twists  within me.

You are the soul sunshine I crave,
my grandchildren.

September 18, 2014


Details | Free verse | |

A Toy Brings the Ugly Me Out

He sits on top a dusty shelf;
his care when he showed none.
I think you gave me your
unwanted gifts.
And yet this
the only thing
you gave my family,
better than a beating.
I forgive you because
you are a fellow human,
but I hate you.
I hate how you remind me
that my family is jealous.
I hate how I have to hold
onto you; I don't want you.
You old, dusty,
boxed race truck;
I don't want you.


Details | Prose | |

Soon

She has become
Like a thin Chinese tea cup
Placed upon a large rock
She has become… fragile
Afraid to go anywhere
Least she break

She sits outside
When the weather is clear
Reading the same book
She has read for many years
Painfully turning the pages
With crooked fingers

Occasionally
I see her smile
As the lines on her face
Seem to multiply ten fold
While she tries to remember
Why she is smiling

When the cooler weather
Dances around her
She wears a long soft scarf
Wrapped many times
Around her neck
To keep the cold away

Sometimes
She will ask me
"When will my friends
Be coming by?"
And I sit next to her
Hold her hand
And say to her
Soon Grandma… soon


Details | Free verse | |

It Isn't Arcadia but It's Darker Than Hell

This is where death is the child and I it's Laborious hand holder

Jagged night, lean souls
blackened sight in the martyr moon
crooning crows and brazen ravens tear the skies through

Crooked grins and demon walkers make the evil hallow
and the meek surrender

Beads of fear saunter a stream's pace down my tired countenance
The weary die. Her voice bleeds a susurrus...
"Doth thou arrest my poison...my heart...my love"
I only reply true "May I arrest the blade of my weary foe before I arrest thy poison kiss"

There is a place where the mad prophets speak
Where god speaks confused tongue
Where Babylon is anew

This is where death is the child and I it's laborious Hand-Holder


-Kalonji A. Davis
2/18/2010


Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


Details | Free verse | |

Message in a Bottle

The child of God, which is you, is deceived indeed.
He sees his love spat upon by mindless opinions,
only to realize he himself is the one who spits.

What do you seek so desperately from the world?
The Love of God knows you as you truly are.
Stop hiding from us, we can ALWAYS see you.
Stop hating us, we always love you.

Don't be sick anymore.
Sickness attests to who you're not, slain on the corpse of who you are.
Your monster hates you
but it isn't real.

Just cross the border, let your fear go for a few minutes.
Hear the Voice inside.
Let It dictate how you will act from now on, in love and in grace.
Relax, put your feet up.
The fun is just beginning.

You know the drill, are well trained, and have shown tremendous accomplishment.
The next step is discipline. 
You are worthy only of love.
All else is folly.
You know this to be true.

Your guilt is meaningless.
The shadows are gone.
You have seen the light of day Yoni, you just don't know it yet.
Forgive yourself, the child of God still Lives.
He is much happier than you have ever been.
Forgive Yoni, this is your world.
Make of it what you will. 


Details | Free verse | |

In My Community

Our Ancestors fought to the death,
Just so we can live a brighter day,
So before you light up that blunt of meth,
Think about what you’re giving away,
It was a glad day in history when Obama rose to victory,
The first black president was all we knew,
Dark skin is in!
Haven’t you heard?
That even in our community, 
You can get burned,
It’s a sad day when people would rather stay home and “Crank That Amber Cole”,
Than get up and run to a poll,
In our community,
Rockin’ Luis V is better than having a college degree,
And teen pregnancy is not only a trend,
But the single motherhood that follows should end,
Young girls learn of a wonderful prince to take them away,
Nothing should change thought their mothers prince didn’t stay,
And as the tears fade away,
She grows stronger every day,
In our community,
Fighting is no longer a word,
You argue with someone and shots are heard,
Girls showing places the sun don’t show,
So how do they expect the community to grow?
Where love is a figment of imagination,
Making a young child question her creation,
Young mothers would rather buy the iPhone 5,
Then satisfy her baby’s cries,
While her new man’s eye,
Wander up another girl’s thighs,
In our community,
Where #team dark skin vs #team light skin,
Makes others not love the skin they’re in,
Love, lust, hate, and trust,
Giving a rose on Valentine’s Day is no longer a must, 
Where bad is good and good is bad,
Who would think to see their grandmother sad?
Her hurt and pain,
Shows how our community has lost everything her parents fought to gain.


Details | Free verse | |

Memories

Life is full of memories/
of times past/ and present/
times from my childhood/
of running in the rain/ crying/
because the raindrops were hitting me on the head/
and my mother calling to me/
I'm here/ don't cry/ it's all right.
Children chasing butterflies/ and playing
ball in the neighbor's field.
Watching the sunrise/ and the stars telling
me to have a good day/ just before they went
away.
Walking down a path at a summer camp/fishing in 
a favorite spot/and catching a bass that I'm still
talking about.
Building a raft with a best friend/ cutting trees and 
logs/ and floating them in a warm summer breeze.
Walking in the moonlight with a first girl friend/ and experiencing
our first warm kiss.
Holding hands and dreaming dreams/and walking barefoot down a dusty
road/kicking up dust/and feeling it sifting through bare toes.
Seeing a first born child/holding it tight in my arms/
looking into its eyes/ and seeing it smile back.
Hearing a child ask/ 'what are moonbeams, and where do they go?'/
Holding a child as it goes to sleep in my arms/
knowing that the world is all right/because daddy is near/
and there is nothing to fear.
Memories are mine/and wonderful to share/
as time races on/and grandchildren gather in my arms/
Watching them chase butterflies/and ask about moonbeams/
and rainbows/and catch a first fish/and tell me/.....
......I love you big daddy.


Details | Rhyme | |

Lullabye

Hush mine child hush, 
Thou cross cheeks ablush.
Know thou art secure, 
Innocence kept pure.
Rock mine child rock, 
Heed twilight hour on clock.
Muffled cry in the night,
 Eyes so aglowing bright.
Rest mine child rest, 
Be assured thou be blessed.
Dwell in draped slumber-land,
 Dusted by the sandman.
Lips sing sweetly, 
Melodious so greet thee.
Eyes so drowsily slip,  
Hitching breath on soft lip.
I be sorely amiss,
 To deny tender kiss.
Upon downy haired brow,
 I promise a vow.
Mine arms thee hold, 
Until I be old.
Someday soon I be abed,
And thou must rock me instead.







Details | Narrative | |

L O M L Always

The thought of her smiling gave me faith
From when we were little we bathe
My mother and her mother is best friends
They both took care of us and gifts they send
We pulled each others hair
And she was always quick to dare
When I smiled at her she knew it was no good
She learned to pull me up and she understood
I just wanted her attention and that she gave
She knew it in her heart love was my slave
From when we were a child with full of energy I had my way
She was the one who was my guide and she did not push me away
When I saw her cry one day and her eyes was so sad
I gave her a flower and I smiled at her and made her glad
When some one special leaves her heart
I sat by her and never wanted to depart
She is the love of my life always
She is the one who gave me my hope through out my days
So I gave her my heart and love from within
And I did not make it thin
I stood by her side since I was a child
I gave her my support when we were wild
She knew who I was and I let her go the distance
I did not hate her or give her resistance
My mother and her mother are great friends and their virtue will never end
Because of their love they both trusted us to live our ways to transcend
So my childhood friend was my best friend, and now my wife
She new it from the start that we part of each others life


Details | Rhyme | |

The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.


Details | Couplet | |

Apology

You hate your dad, I know
but I can't choose between you two...just no

I'm sorry.
You're right, I probably would never see
how bad I screwed up, but
without you, I've gone nuts.

Seriously, I will keep trying
to have you back, 'cause I'm crying.
I don't wanna lose you, o.m.g.
I'm really sorry...

I know I was a terrible girl
but I'm a clam and you're my pearl.
Without you, I have no value
without you, I'm no longer cool

I missed  everything we've been through.
Your voice when you sing, I'm glued to you.
Hey, I'm still your number one fan
and you'll always be my sweet, young man.

you're the water, and he's the sun
without you both, I'd be done

I hope you can just understand
I'll always wanna hold your hand
no matter what happened, I'll love you still.
We used to hang and used to chill.
now I'm mad we can't do that
but again, it's my fault the balloon went splat.

I'm desperate to hear you say
'I love you mom, it'll always be this way'
I want your forgiveness, seriously
I'm really sorry.


Details | Sestina | |

TWO STARS IN A CHILD'S FUTURE

Choosing a faithful woman to fulfill this fate
to bring forth a baby with a loud scream;
sweet cry so innocent piercing air and soul,
touch him tenderly: he is the fruit of our seed!
May his faith shed light on doubt and darkness...
let's hope that his deeds and words will be fine.


Details | I do not know? | |

From Then To Now

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

My Father's Blessing

My Father's Blessing (A Rondel)

His wrinkled hand would touch my head
And lift his eyes to the mountains:
He’d ask the Lord that I be blessed,
Have His peace and enough graces.

Excited, off I went with speed -
Lived world’s lies; drank turbid fountains.
His wrinkled hand would touch my head,
And lift his eyes to the mountains.

Late I understood this kind deed;
His hands asked for heavenly gifts; 
Unto me a Godly blessing flows.
Preserve her from harm, he would plead
And lift his eyes to the mountains.


7/28/14 
This is dedicated to my Father whose birthday is on August 2. Remembering 
also how he would bless me every time I am to leave home for school faraway 
from family. May his soul rest in peace and may he smile at his now big girl for 
he is well-pleased. :))
 “The Lord bless you and keep you; The Lord make His face shine upon you, 
and be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give 
you peace. “ Num. 6:24-26


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Audry and Michael

Audry: I love you so much, we are destined to be together
People will envy our love. I have told my parents i met the man i will marry.

Will you ever cheat on me?
Michael: If you stopped loving me, listening to me, being my friend: Probably.

Were you sexually abused? Why won’t you answer me?
Audry: Don’t worry about me, let’s just worry about ourselves. 
The key to happiness is selfishness.
Michael: No it isn’t, that’s ridiculous! It is in giving to others, and the other virtues!

Tell me how you feel, I can tell you are hurting.
Audry: I don’t believe in negativity! 
Michael: You are hiding from your past demons, your true self.
Audry: No I am not, I just do not give them attention!
I live in the moment and am a joyologist, the past is over.
My future is created by the present moment.
Don’t try to change me and I will not try to change you! 
Michael: I want you to encourage me to be more loving, giving and patient. 
Help me be a better person, change me, encourage me to be my best. 
Audry: No, because you want me to express my emotions, and I don’t believe in that!
Michael: Then you will hand your emotional demons down to our child, if you don’t heal them 
in you.
Audry: You are a mean cold hearted man, I would never hurt my child!
I do not love you anymore, stay away from me. 
I want nothing to do with you, I am moving away with my child.
Michael: You would take my child away from me?
Audry: I am not even giving it your last name!
Michael: You said we were destined to be together!
I would not have risked getting you pregnant if I knew!
We can work through this, at least for the first couple years. The child needs us both. 
Audry: I will not stay in a relationship for a child! my parents did that and my 
mother was a depressed, cold and unloving mother. My father cheated on her! I will not do 
that to my child! 
Michael: That isn’t why she couldn’t love you, 
It is because she refused to express her emotions honestly to her husband and probably her 
history of sexual abuse that she needed to heal. 
She believes the key to happiness is selfishness, you cant love or be loved by anyone with 
that belief.
The same things you do that cause your depression! 
Audry: Screw off, and never contact me again……


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It use to be me

It use to be me
who lit up your eyes
It use to be me
Who told you goodnight
It use to be me
Who asked you to stay
And lay here beside me
Till I drift away
But now there's another 
Whose heart that you need
Who only needs grandma 
To comfort his weeps

It use to be me
Now, a son that's too old
To walk with your hand
When I feel all alone
It use to be me
Who ran to your arms
Now another has comfort
Safe from all harm
From a son I am grateful
What you've given my child
But it use to be me
Who brought you a smile
So I hope he remembers
What these memories mean
That it use to be me
But time never sleeps

Kevin D. Fix


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Precious Stones

Little boy with heavy pockets 
Make my eyes pop out their sockets.
Every stone your eyes find shiny,
Whether big, however tiny.
You swoop them up, your pockets full
Every stone has magical pull.
Your shelves all lined with precious stones
You polished as you brought them home.
Before you go to bed each night 
You feel each one holding them tight.
Then as you sleep snug in your bed
Precious stones sparkle in your head.

11.17.2014
Anthony Slausen’s Contest 
Precious Stones and Gems 


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Time's Flight

Another year turns over, people look to see
just what the coming year will mean for you and me.
Tomorrow's worries aren't here, and yesterday's are passed.
Daylight's your new blessing, but it's really burning fast.

The seasons change so quickly, now that we're growing old.
"Seize the day my son", seems I was always told.
You cannot live life over, and you cannot take it back,
so make a first impression, be a leader of the pack.

We hurry every day, never noticing the minutes
flying by so quickly, time has no sense of limits.
Just talking all the while, we have such tales to tell.
If only every now and then we grab a rose to smell.

Take time for those you love, and those who love you, too.
For tomorrow some of them might not be here for you.
Teach your children honesty and show them some good deeds.
Because love will never flourish if we never plant the seeds.


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Child of Mine

You are my love,
my hearts content.
you are my life,
a life ideal.
you are my joy,
and you are my happy.
happiness like no one else can bring.
you are my hopes,
and you are my dreams.
you light up my life.
you are my everything.
you are my fear,
and frustration.
you are my pain,
and you are my anger.
you bring out the best of the worst in me.
you are someone to blame,
someone to hurt,
someone who is no one who deserves the anger inside of me.
you are my child.

A child you should be,
I should love you as God intended.
I wish someday our bond can be mended.
I have made choices, i can not take back.
I can not make up for the motherly lack.
circumstance and situations have put me here,
feeling hopeless and living in fear.
anxiety has stricken me,
I have succumb to my disease.
giving up on what i believe,
I have become someone in need.
I can no longer give my love,
my patience has run dry.
my heart has grown cold, 
my eyes can no longer cry.

Forgive me for the mistakes I have made,
forgive me for the pain in your heart,
forgive me for the tears in your eyes.
I too am a child, learning how to become wise.

I love you child of mine


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To Hold Her - Constanza

To hold her in my arms once more
	So we can squeeze each other tight
	Before me kissing her good-night

To love her like I did before
	With all of my heart and my soul
	Giving her everything, my goal

To see this child I did adore
	With the proud father’s sparkling eye
	Which now at night I simply cry

Before she went to heaven’s door
	At far too innocent an age
	Leaving me on an empty stage

Every night now I do implore
	On bended knee before my bed
	You should have taken me instead

To hold her in my arms once more
To love her like I did before
To see this child I did adore
Before she went to heaven’s door
Every night now I do implore


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COME INSIDE CHILD

Come inside child come through the door What is it you are waiting for Come give me your heart..come enter in I will forgive you all your sin Surrender to me child I love you so Surrender to me child I will help you to grow Don’t stand at the door please come inside My precious one My beautiful bride Come inside and sit at My feet Come inside My love My sweet Hear My call this is the hour Be filled with My spirit be filled with my power Go through My fire my glory falls So it will be encompassing all No more wars lands filled with My peace Do you see My waters released Fire and water water and fire My loves My children My hearts desire Come inside come through the door What is it you are waiting for???


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My Daughter Laura

You are so important to me
I hope you know how much
I love you
And this love gets stronger
And stronger each day 
we are together
You make me laugh
You keep the smile
on my face
You are funny, smart and beautiful
I know you are an
“Angel” that was sent to me
I thank God for you
Every day
Stay yourself and
Be yourself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
©copyright Juanita Torr
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


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ALMOST

Look at my silly grin
What a wonderful day it's been
It's almost like being in Heaven
We got our referral today
What more can I really say
It's almost like being in Heaven
Sure there's a ways to go
But now our child we know
So in this moment of time
I feel quite sublime
Pinch me quick
Cause it's almost.. 
Yes, it's almost..
Almost like being in Heaven!

Lyric Poem 


Details | I do not know? | |

First Words

*It was only a couple of years,
*That I was there with you,
*Holding your love in my arms,
*And drying your eyes of the tears.

*But the memories I have of that time,
*Are how your first words made this new father cry,
*And how watching you take,
*Your very first step,
*Not when i'm dead will I even forget.

*And that night as we lay just to rest,
*I couldn't believe what you just did next,
*As you lay silently gazing deep into my eyes,
*DAD DAD DAD DAD,
*Was your most brilliant surprise.

*Now as soon as you knew,
*This new thing you could do,
*You said it over and over,
*Like the endless waves of the tide.

*But to fall,
*You would fall asleep,
*Fighting off your heavy eyes,
*While never knowing how you left me,
*So amazed by your surprise.

*But those days they’re long and gone,
*And how quickly it comes,
*The old school yard,
*And how getting a hug,
*Has become bloody hard.

*But everyone once will regret,
*Something they have done,
*Like protecting a life,
*But and or leaving one.

*But not when i'm dead will I ever forget,
*Watching my girl,
*Take her very first step,
*Nor the words that she said,
*One night as we lay just to rest,
*DAD DAD DAD DAD,
*And you said it over and over again.

*You’re my little girl no matter the age,
*You’re my little girl and that'll not change,
*I'm your Father and Friend- Protector and Guide,
*I will teach you the vision I've seen through these eyes,
*And how easy mistakes and regrets are to find.

*You’re my little girl and please don’t forget.
*DAD DAD DAD DAD!!,
*Were the very first words,
*That you ever said..


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Mr Leopard

They call me Leo,
Leopard is my full name,
I live in the jungle,
With my family and kids,
 and we get to have fun,
I Love the other animals but,
I cant deny the fact that,
 I love killing gazelles,
 zebras and all animals that are edible,
It's the only way I can survive
 in this cruel environment.
 
I am a carnivore,
 a meat eater.
I sometimes wish I was a Herbivore,
a plant eater,
 like gazelles or Zebras or cows,
I sometimes wish I was an omnivore too,
 like humans,
like Mr. Kamau,
I could be eating plants and animals,
 and I would not kill every day of my life. 

I love basking and taking a walk,
sometimes it gets boring here in the jungle
and all I can do is sit
on top of a tree and stare down.


How I sometimes wish I was the king
 of the jungle Like Mr. Lion,
He is big and mighty and
the type of animal you wish you were.
He is proud but then again,
 not as proud as the peacock family,
Peacocks are pretty with so many colours.

But all the same.
 I thank God am not as ugly as Mr. Hyena .
 (I hope he wont hear me)
  who for the last  6 months
has been trying to strike up a friendship with me.
But no!!!!!
He may have spots like me but
he doesn't look one bit like me.
It would be a bit different
if we were talking about Mr. Tiger and Cheetah
who I cant deny are my close relatives.
We even look alike in some way don't you think?
Oh well, I can spend all my time hear talking about my life but I have some brothers who live in the land of snow.
The are so beautiful and we like calling them Snow Leopards.


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My Dearest Daughter

I want you to know my dear daughter
I thought of you every day
The thought you say your daughter hates me
The question asked is how can a baby hate

The answer is, a baby learns what it is taught
I never raised you to hate in any way
To disrespect or live such a troubled way

You've hurt me like no other has
In such a way it no longer bothers me
Although I think of you more then you'll know
I no longer care if I see you again

You were my dearest, my one and only
And the day I gave birth to you
Gave me bragging rights in all that you do
I showed I was proud,  you didn't understand

Much time has gone by
I hardly think of you any more
The day will come, you will need me again
That day will be, when it's much too late

I won't be the one who will be so hurt
You will find that you waited much to late
My time will have ended on this dear earth
I will be gone, spending my time in Heaven

I will watch over my dear granddaughter
I will guide, guard and protect her
From the evil that you teach her
That my dear daughter is a promise

I will take care of her, from above
I will teach her how to love, honor and respect
Things I did teach you, you weren't paying attention

I want you to know my dearest daughter
I loved you before you were born
And I loved you 'till my dying day

I now love you from above
But now you're on your own without my love
Just remember this my dear daughter
You took the love I had to give my granddaughter
From her life, she'll never know

You cheated her, from a part of life
She will find out, and pay you back
When that happens, remember this
It's the same, you did to me


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Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


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Childlike

I can laugh all night
Until sunrise
That might sound childish

I can act foolish
But I deserve 
To be treated right

I’m proud of myself
For preserving my 
My child innocence 

I can be naïve 
But I’d rather
Use my childlike brains

I have a grand gift
Of uplifting
The distraught spirits 

I can be mature
But who cares...I’m
Happy-go-lucky


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Marriage and Children

Megan carrying child in her arms toward the door,
The man standing in the living room is angry and torn.
Torn between forgiving or let his wife go out of his sight.
Somehow in his mind it wasn’t right.

Forgetting about the argument what made it come out so,
Stop! He said and gently having clamed down; Meg don’t go 
Looking up as Megan was almost to the door handle.
His realization made him tremble and he had to hold on to the 
Fireplace mantle.

Do you even know what we what argued about? Do we even know? 
Let’s learn from this argument and make our love grow.
Let’s just talk about this. 
Somehow, something doesn’t seem right, something is amiss.

The Lord didn’t put us together to break our love so; 
Continuing on; Meg we are forgetting we are blessed by 
God with this child don’t you know.
Acting like children, we mustn’t overlook the love the Lord has given us.
We are blessed by Him and are purified by the love for Jesus.

You love me and I love you, we both know that.
The Lord said be slow to anger, it’s His edicts no matter what.
We married in faith in front of God.
Out of love I’ll say, I’m sorry because I love God and want 
His spiritual nod.

We’ve always loved each other, nothing has changed.
Let’s think calmly and rationally before we do something that makes us ashamed.
We will talk this out and see it through.
Because we know our faith in Jesus and God is the right thing to do.

Our family will see it all through because of our love is strong.
With God as our guide the Holy Spirit will make us truly belong.
Marriage is a bond with two and the eternal God blesses all married couples.
Stay with our Father and all blessings will be doubled.


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Compassionate Tears And Protective Arms

For Mothers
The Taveta Golden weaver treats her littles so dear warms her nest as she's always there. Even when in distant search for a meal her protective covering; she ensures they wear so as to be absolute; she's always near. Her compassion; she invests in me with each and every tear which has an unbelievable healing power resurrecting me and making my problems mere. Despite facing the Lion's Den in fear unhurt; we pass through such furnace year after year and even though considered the most fragile and delicate the weight she carries, no one can bear. I'm tossed all around from rock to humous and trapped in the abyss of termination as the Demon of death valley makes my end so clear with no hope, I curse and swear ready to face the worse, with horrifying sounds of disaster I hear, but guess what! My Mama appears. She's a priceless godess not renowned nuturing me to be the best in town her protective arms; my invaluable crown. Despite sometimes giving her reasons to frown and embarrassing her like an annoying clown she's still ready to lay her life down making me sail through in safety in the expense of her drown.


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Tender Years

In my young years I knew nothing of
The unloved or unlovable.
I'd like to live those tender years again,
But they are not recoverable.

My mother dad and brothers
Held me close with tender care.
"She is a girl, she's breakable.
Don't drop her, don't you dare."

No one has had a better home,
No one has been loved more
Than that little girl of long ago
When she was just three or four.

The love I knew, those tender years
Has been a blanket all my life.,
That I can wrap in gratefully
From the world and all its strife.

The pure love in my first home
Has been passed down through the years,
Down through all the generations.
It's still there to soothe the tears.

If a child's loved in her tender years
She'll have a firm foundation
And will be a better mother
And good citizen of her nation.

12/18/12
Joyce Johnson



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A Mother's Joy

A Mother’s Joy

A mother’s joy is to see her self living on in her daughter
Strong, beautiful and alive
Taking life, ahead on with no regrets
Knowing that the world is her without limitations
That’s been implanted in her for many years
Yes my baby girl life is hard
But we get what we want no matter how many times we may fall
We always have to learn the hard way, but we do learn

A mother’s joy is seeing her baby girl raising her own babies
I’ve must of done something right to have you by my side!
That smile you get upon your face
Lets me know that you are happy and doing alright
I may not always be the most importation person in your life
But you are to mine!

A mother’s love is being able to let go
You told me that it’s a mother’s job is to always be there when their children are in trouble 
No my baby girl
It’s not our job, it’s ours love that keeps us there

A mother’s joy is to see another day, another year, and another grandchild grow and 
become another branch from our tree
These are the things a mother keeps locked up in her hearts
In a little box called a mother’s joy!


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Devil's Wine

 I see your tears,and it breaks me apart~I wanna reach across the moon to get inside your heart

 I see the scar's he's left and it tears my soul up inside It makes me want to spew ice and throw fire

 Down for just him to enjoy in his own forever never~ending~torturing Abyss! It's all fun & games

 to him were all his little toys, God reaches one of us there's a million more for him to torture~Torment

 and infest. We never learn our lesson's just keep doing each other harm~ Have you ever heard the

 term were you raised in a Barn?

 

Close the Door, wer'e such silly kid's everyone of us~We get hurt keep it in then move on~ push communication

plum to the side.It's like a soda that's been shaken once the lid's off it explodes. If we don't deal with our feelings,

Where the Heck do you think they go?? A gentle hand is what our God really want's us to extend Don't Let the

Devil invade your Soul till you have nowhere else to go. We wonder why our children show up in school toting guns

It's because they're afraid~They are scared Theyre ALONE!

 

I'm looking into you and I see myself so deep within~Your a Beautiful~Shining~Spirit~Don't let the Devil get his

Muse. He's see's the flicker of a shine and it makes his heart quake and shiver deep inside. He know's his Doom and his Throne is only in place for a short time He want's to taste Now the Best & finest of the Wines. Don't worry sweet child Our

God's promises will eventually come true. We just have to guide, Love ,Teach,Retrain what it means to Truly be Kind.

Love each other Look beyond just.Me~Me~Me! We get so caught up in this world sometimes we just don't know what

to Do!

 

Love~Love~Love~ That's the Motto I Like to Live by. There for a time I got so lost and confused Then My wonderful god

Gently~Reached out and touched my hand~Said child You've known there's alway's been I that would understand. Now Let me Show you True Love and Let me Gently guide,softly~yet~firmly,reteach,and show you your misguided ways if you'd open your eyes you'd really see there's so much work you could do. Stop rotting your Brain and coming up with

all this Bad~Self tallk and more suffered abuse. Open your eyes Be Authintic~Be Real~Don't be a Pushover~ Remove The bitterness and anger inside your Soul its not yours to keep child I told you to let that GO! But forgive and Know how to Love VERY Well. Walk in the ways you think Jesus would do~Remember all the Torture~ The pain~ Mistrust~and abuse he went through for You.

 

God has given us Life so Precious and Rare, So many Beautiful things that we just can't explain~Its time that we open up

and try and save this world~That's now my mission in life~I won't stop till I reach my Goal I will be part of God's Soldiers

I have nothing to hide I'm all about Truth So Devil Let's lay it on the line.This girl will be Turning your wines into Fire~The ones that I reach you'll no longer Drink from. So if you see me you better turn the corner & Run! It's Red against Red Let's Fight~Fire with Fire~ God's got many soldiers who'll stand right along beside me if I need them to!With my God no longer am I afraid of YOU!

 

BY:Christina McCullouch


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DYING TO LIVE

Strawberry locks flowing softly down her back.
Loving smile that enchants any one at first glance.
Petite fragile frame with sweet gentle ways.
Softly speaks of dreams that soar on butterflies wings.
A father's miracle that lights up his world.
Adored and admired by all that know the truth.
Fighter from the first breath of life.
Doctors are amazed she made it this far.
Angels descended to watch over her.
Much work to be done guided by the masters touch.
Each day will be cherished and safe in everyones hearts.


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Garden of Life

From a mother to her daughter:

Welcome my child to the garden of life
You are now ready to face the world so open you eyes
Your bright sparkling eyes will see unknown things
And you tiny heart will skip beats
But don't worry its all normal
In my arms you will face no problems
Welcome my child to the garden of life

Soon you will feel strange emotions
Oh! and do you know you have an elder brother?
He, your dad and me will take care well of you
Soon you will learn to walk with those tiny toes
You will learn to speak,walk and write
Welcome my child to the garden of life

There are treasures yet to be discovered
Heights yet to be touched
I'll help you in everything you need
But just say the word I'm waiting to hear
With your cute and tiny teeth
You nibble off everything
My beautiful seed you will grow with care and love
We will give you the best and you will be nurtured
There are many things you are yet to see
Life is long but worthwhile it will be
Welcome my child to the garden of life... :)


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Sand Castles By The Sea

Walking along the oceans sand, in the crisp evening air
He happened upon a sand castle built by a child’s, tiny hand
It's delicate, virginal beauty, a short time it would last
Much too soon the waves of the sea would wash it to a distant past. 

      Those little footprints, ingrained on some land
      Where a sweet, small child had carefully planned
      A beautiful, fragile castle in sand 

He was painting a picture in his mind of those little hands and feet.
The nocturne of a symphony with children directing the beat.
The rolling motions of the sea kept a rhythmic roar with the waves
They rolled to the shore in syncopated lyrics making wet, sandy graves.        

          His hope he carried in his heart
          As he walked quietly along the sea
          He wanted to make everything right
          But he was doubting his ability

A silent cantata of a discordant roar of time,
Was singing a haunting melody in voice A-cappella
Chanting audible chords of memories in his mind
His thoughts went back to the little child, building a dream carved in sand
A a child who was thoughtfully shaping their future on land. 

            As he sat on the shore in pensive thought,
            His own child came to his mind. 
            A sweet little girl, not a care in her world
            Singing her innocent, happy rhymes

He’d come home from work, needing time to unwind
Too busy and tired to give his child enough time
She learned to walk and talk all while he was gone
While her mommy taught her all those cute, little songs  

           "Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffett
             Eating her curds and whey
             The little spider that sat down beside her
             Until she shooed him away" 

His wife, the apple of his eye, a woman who stood by his side
He wrote her name inside his heart, always wanted her as his bride.
They fell in love, prayed for a sweet, little child to share all their love.
The Lord in Heaven heard their prayers and sent them a little girl from above. 

             His memories led him back to home
             Knowing he made those vows without end
             Finally knowing what he must do..
             He’d take his wife and child by their hands
             To make their lovely, delicate castles in sand

                                                                  *~*


Details | Prose Poetry | |

An early song-2

I once joined the procession of colors and lost my heart
Till a wave colors distilled through night knocked me down dead.
Besides the mountain,  the midnight festival of colors is on.
Lying in my arms you imagine your blood is burning in my veins
 I am only listening to the chariot of the queen joining the revelry.

I knew you were being vain when you came to see me
I did know when your heart missed a beat. For the air was my friend.
And the tiny bird building its nest in the rafters of my roof
Did  not bring a straw as long as you talked. 

You never said bye.  For you wanted me to do that. But I had no time 
And kept riding on the wave. The storm is not away. What if I fall.
 Tomorrow I will be lying in these shores caressed to sleep by a smiling sun.

 I don’t have the time to forget you in the endless expanse of this blank night. 
Last night’s sun was but a spot hewn out of the tragedy of the heavens.
A tragedy that  survived the ages to live in my heart in fire and smoke.

You keep away while I create my pieces in these desert sands. When I proceed
 To give them the finishing touches, you shriek in despair. For you think
 I am going to spoil the lovely piece of some great master with my clumsy hands.
                                           -2-
Tomorrow is the illegal child of today abandoned in the dark.
I end up at night  and my child is born at night, having passed 
Through  the summer that seared my skin and heart.
The cup of sorrow is never full, so there is no overflowing.
Yesterday we witnessed the winter night breathing its last.
Winter was in lament for the little bird that went up but never returned.

I bear no gifts for you. I know not your names. I know not who you are
But I recognize you without mistake against this backdrop of misery.
I come here with my empty bag to gather the drops of your sobs
And consign them to the flame in my mind leaving your smiles behind.





For: Catie Lindsey's Free Verse contest



Details | Haiku | |

Play with doves

After long day`s play
with doves ,they fly in the light
Let`s rest in the love


Details | Rhyme | |

Angel In Your Eyes

In old photos I see you there
holding me so tight
loving me and brushing my hair;
rocking me through the night.

But Mama you left long ago
for far above this earth.
Your angel wings took you I know
to your heavenly rebirth.

I miss your loving words that calm;
your humble arms around me,
your kisses like a soothing balm
while that sweet voice would astound me.

I know you look down upon me now.
I feel your strength and pride.
My special angel can show me how
to someday cross to the other side.


written by Deb Wilson
October 16th,2013
for contest "Angel In Your Eyes"


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A Son Who Turned His Back On God


I know of a son who turned his back on the God he once knew!
Praying for him, was all that his family could hope to do!

The truths taught to him as a child, he now began to reject!
Spending an eternity without God…  He refused to accept!

He told his friends, about his “newfound theology.”
It sounded like he found some new kind of psychology.

Rather than accept the truth of God’s word, as he would find.
He would twist scripture to fit his own state of mind!

He would say; “the God of heaven and hell doesn’t exist.”
“It doesn’t matter how you live!”  Is what he’d insist!

He rejected God’s gift and wonderful plan of salvation…
And chose to believe “whatever fit his own situation.”

I began to see his life sputter from a hurtful heart.
It just seemed like everything around him “fell apart.”

God wanted to help, but he didn’t believe he needed him!
God was there!  But he made it clear that he didn’t believe him!

Many years went by, and this son started growing old.
He became a bitter and broken person, I’ve been told!

He did his best to remove God from his family and home.
Now, it was just him!  And he was all alone!

Then one night, he cried out and called on Jesus’ name!
And confessed of all of his sin, guilt and shame!

This son, who had drifted from God for so many years…
Was filled with a true love, and a joy that brought tears!

He had returned to God!  And God changed him!
God will always be faithful!  And will never leave him!

Won’t you too, accept the life that God wants to give you?
He can change your life!  Just because he LOVES YOU!

By Jim Pemberton   


Details | Rhyme | |

A Mothers Promise

I promised I’d always love you
from the day I gave you birth.
I promise I will love you more
Than anything on Earth.

I promise I will be there
Every morning when you wake.
I promise the love I give to you
I’ll never, ever take.

You are my life... You are my joy
You’re everything to me.
I promise I will do my best
and someday I hope you’ll see.

How God had finally answered my prayers
By blessing me with you.
I’ll always be there ‘til the day I die
‘cause my love for you is true.


Details | Lyric | |

COME HOME TO ME

I lie awake in my bed
Staring at the spring stars above my head
I can't take me to sleep
I've been feeling so nostalgic
I've been missing all your magic
and what they do to me

I let the autumn rain drench my body
It's no use admiring the raindrops on my feet
I've been missing your smile that is oh-so sweet

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

Winter wind has me curling under your favorite quilt
You got me melting even with your scent
I've been listening to our kind of love song
This is the one we both used to sing along

Summer lights up the sky
It doesn't soothe me and i wonder why
I don't need a therapy
Just bring it back, the you and me

How many seasons must I have to wait
When will you come back to me, oh, I feel so sick
I feel like a small child waiting, dreaming, wishing
When will I see you again

How many seasons must I have to wait
Must I believe that what we have is fate
How many more monsoons have yet to pass
How many miles more before this would last

Come home to me, Come home to me
Don't think about it and just come home
Come home to me


Details | Haiku | |

a wide-eyed child

a wide-eyed child
leaps into a woman’s arms –
a butterfly lands


By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Copyright January 20, 2014

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Beauty 
Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton


Details | ABC | |

Someone Elses Life

I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.


Details | Quatrain | |

A Box

Dad came home with a packaged parcel
when I was just a boy.
A special gift he'd bought for me.
I had hoped it was a toy.

He placed it on the floor below
and nodded that I open.
I reached for it and fully smiled;
bulky and utopian.

And knowing that my parents bought
a gift from both their hearts,
I schlept next to the box contents
and pryed it up in parts.

At first sight, there emerged a truck-
One shiny, big and red.
I gawked excited, my eyes glued fast
and paused to breath then shed.

That night I played around the room.
The floor my second home.
That soon I tired and fell asleep
inside the box and dome.

By morning I had made a home,
a window and a door.
I parked my truck outside the box
leaned back to sleep and snore.

I napped and played throughout the day:
the box more fun than toy.
I saw my parents laugh at me,
and I just smiled coy.

The box was more than I expected.
A toy more than all toys.
A box a noble thing to have,
to play inside with noise.

A box to do most any thing.
To raise me and to guide.
Now that I'm older and think back
my parents loved the ride.

I'm older now and have two kids.
I think I'll buy them gifts.
and knowing what I know of parents,
I'll get a box that lifts.

A cardboard box that's square and simple.
A love of boys and girls.
A home with doors and windows,
that bounces, plops and whirls.

A cardboard box straight from the heart.
No greater love of parents.
One kid's can laugh and play inside.
A love that is transparent.


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Love

a little girl squeals
toddling through daises—
her mother smiles

Copyright
January 20, 2014

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Nothing BUT Love 
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

They are ALL my Children Part I

Each poem I birth
Is a child of my heart
Flesh of my flesh
Bone of my bone
Word of my soul
Conveyor of my emotions

Each one is unique
Different….
One is always happy
And sees the bright side of life
The eternal optimist
With not a care in the world
With a song on her lips
She traipses about and everywhere she goes
Flowers bloom
And the sun peeks out
To welcome her

The other is intimately acquainted 
With her mother’s world
Of suffocating despair
She sees the tear behind the smile
The insecurity behind the laugh
Her loneliness
This child of my is consumed by worry
That Mama may go through with it this time
And no longer be there to love her
She quietly watches 
Her daily fight for survival
For escape
From the demons that haunt her life
And so…she bears her sorrow
Trying to be strong for MAMA
Her tears she hides as she cries in the closet
Knowing its Mama’s tears in her eyes
And Mama’s pain in her heart
I love this child of mine, for she sees what no one else sees

One of my children was conceived in frenzied passion
And she is its embodiment 
She devours life
Her passion relishes 
Life
Love
Nature
Friends
She is intense to the point of insanity
Those who know her are electrified by her presence 
For she is….
Always endearing
Always charming
Always in love
Always flirting...teasing...pleasing
Always passionate….to the point of losing herself
In the moment

My little one….ah, my little one is a romantic dreamer
Her eyes never focus on the here and now
She perches on the windowsill
Seeing her castle in the distance
Waiting for her knight in shining army
To sweep her away on his gallant steed
With flowing mane
And thundering hoofs
Matching the thundering beat of her heart
She waits to be whisked to 
A forever land of dreams
Of flowers and sunshine
Of birds chirping by streams
And love better than in the world she’s seen

Oh, but my eldest
How my heart bleeds
For my child of wrath
Born of my affair with Zeus
Sending out thunderbolts
Livid by injustice
Seething with anger
At all that is inhumane
Welding his sword
Eager for revenge
For retribution
I fear for this my child
Who often is about to draw blood
In mortal combat with the enemy
Ever at the point of death...

(End of Part I)

Eileen Manassian Ghali


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Letter to My Inner Child

My child I cry when I see you,
your face just points to the wall.
My emotional senses feel you,
Do you now hear my call?

The abuse you suffered when younger,
is past, it's over and gone.
Please forgive the people who hurt you,
Come to terms with all that was wrong.

It was Ok to have felt unhappy,
It was then that you traveled alone.
But now you've grown much older,
you're the best person I have ever known.

Awaken the mind that is within you,
be at peace in your world, that is 'Now',
I know I don't have all the answers,
I can only advise on the how.

Your journey now begins with a footstep,
the way will be hilly, quite tough,
But go this way, be happy,
content you go with my love.


Details | Free verse | |

A Child's Training Part 2 of 2

(Prov. 22: 6 /  Heb. 5: 14  /  Deut. 6: 6-9  /  2 Tim. 3: 13-15, 16  /  Matt. 19: 13, 14)


- cont. - from Part 1



And The Same Can Be Said
Of A Young Child’s Impressionable Mind
It Needs To Be Nurtured At Home
Or It Will Eat Every Junk & Stuff They Find

And You Can’t Let A Child
Follow Its Every Whim …
No Matter How Brilliant or Smart
Dumb Things Will Make Them Dim

But Parents Try To Remember
Just When You Were Young …
Didn’t You Just Want To Act Stupid
And Have Some Friends & Fun?

Every Child Needs To Know
What & Who They Can Trust …
This Is More Important Than That Job
& Making Big Bucks

Every Child Needs Guidance
Even If Parents Are Just Guessing
But There Is A Book of Instructions
To Keep Parents & Child From Stressing
(2 Tim. 3: 15, 16)

It Is A Compass & A Map
& Its Like Reading A Diary of  Confessions
Where Both Parents & Children
Can Learn About Real Life Lessons
(Matt. 4: 4  /  Matt. 19: 13, 14)

And We Need To Start Training Them Young
From The Crib & From The Womb
Give ‘Em Plenty Space & Privacy
But Know What’s Going On In That Room!

‘Cause Newsflash! … Now Hear This
When Children Get Wrong Ideas or Tears
It’s Up To Loving Parents & Families
To Steer Them Free & Clear

Yes, Newsflash! … Now Know This
Children Don’t Know Nuthin’!
It’s Up To Responsible Adults
To ‘Try’ & Teach Them Somethin’ …

Their Bright Little Eyes & Minds
Are Looking To Us For Advice
And We Have To Watch Their Little Heads
So They Don’t Get Infected With Lice!

Yes, Their Bright Eyes & Minds
Are Looking To Us For Advice
& There Is Not Enough or Too Much Time
That We Could Sacrifice

And Without The Rod of Discipline
Whether Spanking or Time Out On The Floor
Loving Communication Is What Keeps Them
From Being Spoiled & Rotted To The Core

Look – Grandmamma Used  To Tell Me
“If Everybody Is Sticking Their Head In The Fire
And They Tell You It Won’t Hurt …
You Tell ‘Em ‘You’re A Liar!’”

Listen, We All Can See That This World
Is Going To You Know Where In A Hand-Basket
But You Don’t Have To Let Them Group You & Yours
Into That Casket …

And When A Child Wants To Eat Candy
‘Cause It Tastes Good – All Day Long!
When You Tell Them “No!”
Listen … You Ain’t Wrong!


                        Written & ©:  7/16/2013

                        By:  The MoonBee


Details | Rhyme | |

To Kahlil Gibran's Flower

I am a kind of word spoken by the voice of nature
I am the element flying gracefully on a green pasture
I am a silent child in Summer and the brave child that Winter has believed
I crown the opening of the golden Spring and a gentle heart that Autumn conceived

I caress the majestic body of the flower as she announce the coming of the light
At nocturnal melodies, I dance with the birds on their lonely flight
The plains are full of the vibrant grace by those lovely flowers
As I embrace the early morning lovers

I cradle the spirit of the one who drinks wine
As he promenades with the swaying leaves of the vine
I am a dulcet entity whispered by a faint death
I am the little joy sang by a saddened health
I am the air breathed by a living man
and a mysterious knight to a crying little one

When the flower look high to never see her shadow
I escape through a broken, dusty window
To uplift her when she will feel me blow


Details | Personification | |

Stump attracting me first and more than flowers

Flowers, grass, bushes, trees, attracted me in garden
In centre, a tree stump seemed to have complain 
Stump was sobbing, none was caring
Moved by tears, I moved closer to stump
Stump bit in solace, narrated nostalgia bit by bit

“ Was once gardens fame tree, grew lovers favorite flowers,
Lovers plucked flowers, friends wish came true for sure
On Valentine day, seeking wish fulfilling flower 
Lovers thronged, broke stem as they hysterically lunged, 
Lovers got flowers, their love life flowered
A child could not get flower, wept on failure
Queried, you are a child, flowers are for lovers 
Child wept louder said he too was a lover
Flower he wanted to present it to his Mother
Tears kept trickling , as if stump it was watering
Since then, every day child devotedly kept watering
Waiting for flower, be first one to pluck fresh flower
And present it to his dear Mother "

Deeply moved by childs love for stump, 
I felt ashamed for mad urge of plucking  flower
Flowers, thereafter, never plucked, left on tree to adore 
Not wanting to be sinned for depriving any child's present for mother
Now all stumps attracting me first and more than flowers      


( Entry for Members Contest - I fell in love with a Tree stump by Matt Caliri )    


Details | Free verse | |

Das Ein Mannlein


Das Ein Männlein

The silent echo reflects through the lodge,
Ein Männlein Steht im Wlade ganz Still und Stum…
Repeating itself in the young boys head.
He is not yet a man, but stands proud enough to be,
Coming back here to relieve himself of his past.
Crying out as he reaches the splintering and tilted door.
The memories of the cold, the blistering cold overpower him.
He spends time collecting himself as the moon moves across the sky.

He had been here with his family-
Says the toppled dining room table.
He also wasn’t the only child in the lodge-
Says the curled up paper dolls in the fireplace.
There was music- Ein Männlein Steht im Wlade ganz Still und Stumm…
Echoes the toppled ivory-keyed piano in the corner.
There was a war, as the Russian Graffiti on the wall complains.
The crashed bomber-plane with the seat full of bones assures that fact.

He came back to the rotting lodge in the forest
Back to the overgrown pile of shambles to find something
As he digs he picks objects out of the rubble, a boar’s head, jewelry, dog-tags,
And finally the thing he seemed to have been searching for.
A baby’s bathtub, with a scrolled handle, stares at him through the dust.
What happened to the other child?
She still has all of her baby teeth in her sweet little baby head.
She’s been sitting in that bathtub ever since that horrible night.
When she was boiled to death by hungry war criminals. 


Details | Free verse | |

My Greatest Work

He is my greatest work
like Christ who said
I come like a beggar.

He came to me like a child
wrapped in newspapers
on my front door step.

I took him into my home
and my life.

In the beginning
everything was new and fun
we played together like he 
was a puppy dog
big beautiful brown eyes
and he would get into trouble
but only minor ones.

As he grew his troubles
grew along with him.
Costing me more money and
time and loss of friends and family
who asked “why do you waste our time with him”
sleepless nights and heart pain and more pain
and more pain.

Doubts that I made a big mistakes
why do I think that I am god and
can save him or make myself the latest
911 hero.

For more than 16 years with him.
But one night I had a dream
a pale angel told me that
she needed me.

I was confused and shocked.
Why I am needed 
I am only human.
She said that she can not live without me
that she needed someone to believe in her
and have faith in her for her to do her work


Then I thought about him
my life's works has not been
in vain because like the angel and Christ
he needs someone to believe in him until
he can believe in himself
and know that he is also
God.




Details | Rhyme | |

A Fathers Promise for a son

I promised I’d always love you
From the day of your own birth.
I promise I will love you more
Than anything on Earth.
I promise I will be there
On the day you learn to talk.
I promise I will hold your hands
When you begin to walk.
I promise I will wipe your tears
At the times when you are sad.
I promise I will love you still
Even if I’m mad.
I promise I will do my best
Each and every day.
The love you give to me is strong
But, there’s one more thing to say.
You are the apple of my eye
You are my pride and joy.
I’ll always hold you in my heart
‘cause you’re Daddy’s little boy.


Details | Rhyme | |

LIFE

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

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

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

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


Details | Sijo | |

Misaligned Beauty

A shift in the alignment of his chromosomes they said Nature's small mistake sees and hears the world in his own special way Unconditional love and a pure smile seems no mistake
Barbara Gorelick 11/30/13 Seeing Beauty in Imperfection


Details | Free verse | |

Little Brother

From the moment that I held you in my arms,

I knew this to be true;

I was put here on this Earth-

So I could protect and watch over you.

 

Who would shield you from monsters?

Who would hold you tight?

Who would wipe away your tears?-

And remember to leave on the hallway light?

 

I wonder who would sing to you;

As you fell asleep?

Who would honor all of the-

 Promises that I vowed to keep?

 

Would you feel lonely?

Would I be missed?

Would you beg for another sibling?

What if I didn’t exist?

 

Sometimes when I ‘push’ you-

It’s so I know that you’ll be okay.

I worry about you every moment;

I think of you every day.

 

I know that we fight often;

We don’t always see things through.

I know sometimes I blame you,

For things you didn't do.

 

I yell at you out of annoyance;

And sometimes out of fear.

You know that if you need me-

I will always be right here.

 

You are my brother,

I sometimes tend to boast.

You’re the person in my family;

I always love the most.

 

I would do anything to make you smile,

To take away the pain-

Even though you break my stuff,

And make me go insane.

 

I sometimes lose my patience,

And other times my drive.

I’m glad that you are here to hug me,

And make me feel alive.

 

 I don’t often tell you-

But I’m really proud.

Even though you make obnoxious sounds-

And you can be VERY loud!

 

Your youth is a gift,

Your innocence is a joy,

I’m so glad that you are my baby brother;

You’re an amazing little boy.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jasmine

JASMINE
We have had our ups, we have had our downs
Back and forths and all arounds.
We yelled at each other, both thought we were right
Once we even had a fist fight
Both made mistakes, but thats in the past.
You've grown up so beautiful, seems way too fast.


You deserve a man that has more respect.
I am your mother, your mine to protect.
When you called and I answered the phone,
I was worried when I heard your tone.
Sounded like you had been crying
I asked if he hit you...I knew you were lying. 

You got so defensive and ended the call.
I threw the phone and started to bawl.
I taught you to always be strong
Even when others think that your wrong
I will stand by your side with decisions you make.
Because I love you, even after the last breath I take.



Details | Rhyme | |

Teenage mom

She came home one afternoon,
All I saw was a face saturatede in gloom,
She sat me down, eyes filled with tears,
She told me something I had feared for years,
"Sister, I’m pregnant and I don’t know what to do,"
"I am also worried that the dad has been untrue,"
"He lies and cheats and once or twice I was beat."
At this point, I arose to my feet,
She told me she felt he wanted to trap her,
That her mind was in such a blur,
I was not even twenty one,
I felt like my heart had been shot with a gun!
My little sister was barely seventeen,
This was not part of her present dream.
I thought about how we grew up with no dad,
I went from feeling sad to just simply mad,
Wanting so bad to save the day, which I had so often did,
How could I save her this time? She was having a kid!
Mom was the next to know,
A woman strong in her convictions, said "we can’t let this child go!"
9 months later the little girl was born,
We named her Destiny, for God knows my sister was torn.
Three of us girls rose to the plate,
To allow this little angel to become something great,
There have been many struggles, but the joy that she brings,
Has healed our family and makes all who know us sing,
Even out of dysfunction and a mistake,
Bringing her into the world, taught us all what it takes,
To be a stable force in a child’s life,
What Selfless love is without any strife.
Life has its twists and turns,
In ever obstacle there is much to be learned,
When there is love and support that abounds,
Hardship can actually ware a crown,
It is not easy to raise a child in this world today,
So many dads pick up and run away,
But, when you have a strong foundation,
Even in teenage pregnancy, you can find inspiration.
If more children were taught the morals from the past,
Wait untill your married and the guy may actually last,
 I believe the rise of this issue would not be so high,
So many teens are looking for love from some guy,
This is becoming such normality,
Teens being mothers is a harsh reality.
There needs to be more support for young teens,
Instead of TV shows that promote it in scenes,
Education and self-esteem,
Will help them to follow their original dreams,
Children raising children breeds’ future despair,
Talk to your teens; let them know that you care.

5/10/11
sabina nicole


Details | Ballad | |

HEARTSTONE AWAKEING PART 1

to heartstone , we travelled
with our child
we crossed the bridge of the morning star
left our home at the place of the rising moon
a new child to be blessed
in the great hall
to be seen
by kings and queens
by all

 
to the forests of redwood
to the east of the mountains
we came to the stream of sighs
the beauty of trees
eagles in magical skies
through the meadows
fields of flowers
blue butterflies around
shining blue
they knew she was here
faeries flew
 

my moondust carried our girl
to the door
colours flying
all of heartstone love, to unfurl
that a child could  carry
everything that mattered in this world
the doors opened wide
the princesses of heartstone
took us inside
stars flew
magic coursed through
flower petals fell
such joy
what we brought in to this world
under a tiny girls’ spell

 
the summer queen bent down
kissed the tiny girl
a summer birth at dawn
she held her
tears in her eyes
spoke gently
“with this child heartstone is reborn”

pure and bright
as a heartstone starry winter night
the girls’ smile shone
as she lay in the summer queens’ arms
we all looked on in delight
my moondust was serene
the heartstone in the great hall
began to glow
wondrous light emanating
unusually beautiful
for this was the realizing
of a special queen

never a child so young
had been made
to become a queen
that she would rule
all of the forest of richest green
her time had begun……
the heartstone was brought to the tiny girl
she smiled with delight
with the knowing look of the wise
she touched the stone
stars burst forth
in bright amethyst light


Details | I do not know? | |

WHERE IS THE LOVE




Where is the love that you once found Where is the love did it turn around Where is the love that you once had Did it just fade away if it did that’s so sad Where is the love that gave you a glow Where is the love was it just a show? Where is the fire that burned just for me You were alive when I set you free Free from the hurts the pain from the past Where is the love why didn’t it last? I love you child why didn’t you stay? On the pathway of love why did you stray? Come back to me now loved daughter or son Come back to me for I AM the one Come back to my arms hide under my wings Oh come back my child for you my heart sings Where is the love that you once found? It’s here waiting but you need to turn round Come run back to me to my waiting arms To freedom and love safe from all that can harm Come running my child for time’s running out Come running my child don’t stumble from doubt Come running my child come into my arms I love you my child I’ll keep you from harm Come running my child to my secret place Come running my child come seek my face



Details | Rhyme | |

Angel

An angel whom I always dreamt 
Stood live right in my front

She was oozing with her overt beauty
That made me to get a little naughty

I  so wanted to grab all her attention 
And soon meddled with my friend, though I had no intention

Her eyes fell at the sight
And asked the reason for our fight

She held me by my shirt collar
And slipped her hand in my pocket, in search of the missing dollar

She was glad to find one there
Yet grinned at me for not being fair

She warned me never to do such a thing
And asked me to hand it over to my fellow buddy Zing

I obeyed all that I was instructed
And never such a thing I ever repeated

This was an incident when I was a teen
And my angel was none but my maths teacher Parveen


Details | Rhyme | |

Daddy's Girl

I remember feeling like a queen,
Sitting on your lap.
Listening to you sing to me,
As your foot would gently tap.

I remember how you’d close your eyes,
As you sang a sad, sad song.
And how you’d wink and smile at me,
When I’d try and sing along.

I remember listening as you played,
Guitar for hours on end.
And dreaming someday I could play,
Like you my dad, my friend.

Brenda Meier-Hans
3rd


Details | Rhyme | |

Butterfly Kisses

Sweet child of mine you make me smile.
I hold you in my heart.
I champion your every move
and have right from the start.

So tenderly you brush your lips
across my cheek and then
you give your butterfly kisses
to mama once again.

This is the blessing of my life
this child of pure delight.
If ever you need to be wrapped up
I'll rock you with all my might.

Keep giving those butterfly kisses
that make my world go 'round.
You show me such devotion
and never utter a sound.


for Gail's contest"Butterfly Kisses"
written 6/10/2013


Details | Free verse | |

TO MY PARENTS

You have given me
The most beautiful gift
That I have never expected...
...LIFE
You've offered me love, tender and affection
You've given me all that you posses
You are my two best friend
On this earth
You have direct me through my way
You have brighten up my path
You have rise and fall to raise me up
Despite I was headstrong
But I was polite
When my friend disobediant
Decided to pay me a visit
A little correction was enough
To make it fly away
You've tought me right and wrong
You've help me understand life
You've educate me good value
Send me to school 
To gain a good education
For me to be what I want to be
You've always help me
To reach my target
When I wass weak...
...when I lose hope
You were always there 
To lift me up
...you were always strong and confident
When I wassn't sure
And always a message of hope
When my tears flow down 
On my innocent face
With atender hand
You wipe it off
Your comfort I have never miss
You made me so proud
And I want to return the favour
Tell me is because I've grown up
I have to reject you
NEVER
Instead I will hold you tight
Because without you
I wouldn't be here
You always there
When I needed you
You are really important to me
A precious treasure in the middle
Of my heart
That neither you, him or nobody
Will ever destroy
Without you there is no love
Without you life has no value
I need you everyday
You are the two shoulder I cry on
It's you that understand all my suffering
Joy and sorrow
Despite I was stubborn
But when consequences arrive
I realise... 
...that you were not manipulate me...
...but it wass for my own good
But you that have rejected them
But you that have neglected them
It's not too late to return back towards them
And appologize
A child needs his parents love
And parents should never abondon
Their child 
Thank you for the brillant gift
I owe you my life
That cost more than value of a diamond
Mother...
...you've been through pain
To give me life
Father...
...you were always the responsible man
And you've never leave mum side
During her pain you were by her side
And you've support her
You've cuddle me
Despite I was a pain in the neck
You've never toture me
I am really proud that you are my
Loving parents
I love you so much
I will never be able to finish repay you
For everything you've done and still doing for me
But as long as I'm alive
I will never reject you
Because you are my dynamic parents


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Tough As Nails

Hopeful doesn’t mean stupid
That doesn’t mean I wasn’t stupid
I was in a state and messed up
Simple as that.

I could dramatize
Spill all the stars from my eyes and mouth and cry out for answers but,
I won’t. 
My spirit can dance alone.
A lapse in judgement will not throw it off beat because it dances to a cosmic drum. My heartbeat and no one else’s.

Dropped my shield 
Set myself on fire 
Burned up a daft dream 
And fell to ashes.

I’ve proven to relate to the phoenix 
Both of us know what it’s like to die a quick death and come back stronger
Time and time again
Our ashes swirl into the manifestation of our desires and in that I find my comfort.

Boulders
Hard topped, granite counters
Tough as nails kid
But kid is man or at least he pretends to be.

Smart phones aren’t so smart but, I’m writing this on one
Sedatives and sad, country music mood swims through my veins.

Excuse me, while I go have a drink with that phoenix.


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Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


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Beach Walks

A child I was and nothing more,
When first I gazed upon the sea,
I wandered here along the shore,
A-dreaming all the things to be,
When life was still a mystery,
Each day something new to explore.
A child I was and nothing more,
When first I gazed upon the sea,
But now with you I share my shore,
In realms of love, of you to me,
And so I know my destiny,
Like all the days I knew before.
A child I was and nothing more,
When first I gazed upon the sea.





Form: Rondel Prime


Details | Free verse | |

Mama I Love You

I didn’t really know you.
Oh, I thought I did…
in the cocksure way a child thinks 
she knows everything.

I didn’t know you until so near the end
then you, were not the you of childhood.
Your soft waved hair had grayed with anxiety and fear.

How was I to know 
or you to answer, if questions which stayed 
so long unasked and so unanswered?

For a child to see a Mother torn brings it own fear
for fledgling trusts a Mother’s wing to hide her
to wrap her in a safe and warm embrace.

But, it was you who hid, and left me wanting
yet, it was all you could do…so you said.
Had I only grown strong sooner,
flown free faster of my own accord
would I have loved you, or you loved me, dearer?
who knows when fear doomed us from the start.

I held you close and sang you songs that morning
though through a morphine haze, you never knew
of green fields and sunsets all a dawning
Oh how I wished,    I could say, one more…
 “I love you.”

Poet: D. Guzzi


Details | Quatrain | |

Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.


Details | Free verse | |

The Son of Love's Union

The Son of Love’s Union Two hearts swelled to twice their size the day that you were born As we counted, very gently, ten fingers and ten toes then your daddy sweetly touched your little turned up nose Two hearts fell in love with our new squirming bundle of joy Wrinkled pink skin did not deter our feelings within As tiny hands grasping our fingers gave our world a spin Two hearts, joined in love, now have two children between As father, mother, sister and brother round out the score Only death could break the bond with these children we adore
By: Debra Squyres for the “Gerber Baby” members contest. Note: This poem was written from a photo of my husband and I after our son was born. I’m in the hospital bed holding him; his blanket is unwrapped so we can see all of him. I remember us counting his tiny fingers and toes and my husband being so choked up with love and pride, he reached down and simply touched his little nose. This was our first son, second child. Sadly, death did break the physical bond, but not the bond of love of Son for father. Deeply cherished photo.


Details | I do not know? | |

Set You Free

You make me laugh,
You make cry,
You make my heart skip a beat,
Even though you don’t try,

I really can’t imagine,
Living my life without you,
Our little girl would be sad,
And I would be too,

You say you want out,
So I will set you free,
I feel I have no other choice,
It will be just her and me,

I’m sorry for all the hurt,
And also for the pain,
At one point we were happy,
I wish things had stayed the same,

I wish you all the best,
And a happy life too,
But just remember,
We will always love you.


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Daughter

                        
God's Daughter 

When she was and infant she rarely cried 
She couldn't speak but she often tried
She had a smile that resembled her mother's
Intelligent eyes like her fathers who loved her
Her angelic hair, warm like a sunset
Was ritually brushed when she quietly slept
In her ears, which were pierced, were Amethyst stones
For the month she was born they glimmered when shone
Three faded freckles peppered her nose
"This little piggy," would wriggle her toes
She was a gift from the heavens that be
An answered prayer from bended knees
Every day was a gift every moment a dream
The time that they shared was a pleasant routine
With nourishing meals and warm baby baths
Ticklish smiles that went from giggles to laughs
The tantrums she threw when in a bad mood
Faces she made when she tasted new food
And nights when her father would fall asleep with her
"You are my darling,” is what he would whisper
Those precious nights he held her so close
Squeezing so tight that they both made on pulse
On her first day of school she cried in his arms
He made a promise to keep her from harm
So on that same day he did not go home
But stayed there all day so she wasn't alone
She could open his heart with just one glance
Later that night he taught her to dance
In  junior high she complained of her weight
He'd brush back her hair and say she looked great
No longer a child she was making new friends
Finding new interests and following new trends
He loved her so, she gave his life meaning
Giving him faith, hope, joy and reason
One summer night she did not come home
And he could not be reached on her cellular phone
A knocked at the door came with bad news
A body was found lifeless and bruised
She was the victim of a violent assault
He fell to his knees hurt and distraught
After her funeral he no longer prayed
He was angry with God, he felt betrayed
An angel appeared in his thoughts while he slept
As they embraced the both of them wept
"Sometimes The Lord must sacrifice
One of his children to save many lives
When innocent blood is carelessly spilled
The world becomes safer because evil's revealed
God too had a child persecuted by evil
Who died on the cross for the sins of all people 
Your child will be with Him in the heavens above
Guarded by peace and eternal love"
Dedicated to Meghan Landowski September 25, 1991 – April 10, 2008


Details | Quatrain | |

The Watcher

I watch a hare race all about the woods, 
Along with children from the neighborhoods. 
Stiletto claws of hawk pounce on a mouse 
While I am watching from the wooden house. 

Today I watch the rain slide down the drain 
As silver-threaded drops still drip in vain. 
I love gray days when rain's contained in pools, 
Almost as much as I love watching fools. 

I watch and wait with great intensity 
To change my range of brain activity 
Indigenous to journeys near and far 
Beyond Orion's belt to every star. 

A child must stay a child inside the wild 
When childhood as a child has been defiled; 
For then is when the watcher comes alive 
To help the minds of children to survive. 

I pray away demonic thoughts that play 
Upon my troubled mind in every way, 
But prayer and medication stem no tide 
Of fulminate psychosis I abide. 

My dreams seem quite disturbed I must admit 
And hope that most will fail to ever fit 
Inside the pride that hides in memory 
Where rarely can one find reality. 

Both father and fair mother lie in beds, 
So cold and dead since I split wide their heads 
To see if I could see why I am me 
With hope to change my future history. 

Tomorrow I may borrow your fine mind 
And peek inside to see what's left behind; 
I hope to find the wine of wisdom's soul 
Then hide your borrowed brain inside a bowl. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Was a DREAM,Now a REALITY

A bundle of joy is made
By two people who are fated
Happiness can not be stated
From GOD, for a couple to be gifted.


With a new family, life again begins
What a beautiful world it seems
A life that was once a dream
Now it is in reach within.


Regrets and doubts were never there
With an addition, hearts again was filled with love n care
Frustrations and tiredness vanished with only a stare
Happiness, surge in, knowing full well a lifetime they'll share


Details | Verse | |

Child of love....

His precious mind she witness
His loving kiss upon his mothers cheek
His eyes as dark and bright as mystery unwraps

A child of love as he holds his mothers hand
A voice every word in perfection of excitment
A thought of every question that he needs answered

The sound of his dreams come alive 
The need of protection is so near
The heart that he loves with has no fear

A journey he takes his mother will guide
A moment of doubt she will overide
A time so precious that she will always find 

As mother and child are as one 
As there love will love
As history tells of mothers and sons

 


Details | Free verse | |

The Perfect Painting

Brown and black hues
Tattered rags
Whimpering cries
A baby suckling
Through the torn shirt
A woman looking starved
Trying to feed her baby
Right there
Beside that alley
Eyes dimmed with sorrow
No sparkle in anything
Trying to cover her baby
With her tattered stole
Only bright colour
Her love for her kid
Framed this painting
Is now on a wall of my mind
A perfect painting
That moves my heart
Every now and then
Could melt million hearts
Every now and then....

Dated....16-5-2014


Details | Light Poetry | |

Walk With Me

See the light before you my Brother dont turn away, dont be afraid.I am here to take you on an eternal journey. Well done my good and faithful servant it's time. Walk with me, my child to the end of the earth.  Your burdens have been laid down. No more tears must you cry, No more pain to bare. Walk with me into paradise. The heavenly chours shall greet you at my command. Walk with me up to the gates of glory. Your job on the surface is finished. close your eyes and rest in peace. Walk with me my son. let us leave our footprints in the sand. Walk with me. in the joy of everlasting life. Walk with me and fill thy cup with the sweet memory of things gone by and the wonders to come. Walk with me my child to meet your wife. Walk with me you both live and love again in heaven's paradise.


Details | Free verse | |

A Child's Training

(Prov. 22: 6 /  Heb. 5: 14  /  Deut. 6: 6-9  /  2 Tim. 3: 13-15, 16  /  Matt. 19: 13, 14)


(Part One of Two)



If A Child Wants To Eat Candy
All Day Long …
When You Tell Them ‘No!’ - -
Is It Wrong?

If A Child Wants To Stay Up On School Nights
And Not Go To Bed …
Will You Leave The Matter At That
And Do What They Said?

If A Child Wants To Run The Streets
At All Hours of  The Night …
Would You Allow It
And Say ‘It’s Alright’?

If A Child Fell Into Hanging Out
With The Wrong Crowd …
Would You Do Nothing
Thereby Showing It’s Allowed?

If A Child Gets Some Silly Notion
And Is Being Misled …
Will You Not Try To Talk
Some Sense Into Their Head?

And When Your Child Makes A Mistake
(‘Cause All Of Us Make Life’s Errors)
Are You Going To Be Loving & Forgiving
Or Come Off Like Some Holy-Terror?

If You See That Your Child’s Life
Is In Imminent Danger …
Would You Leave His Soul’s Wellbeing
To Some Ulterior-Motive Stranger?

All Children Need Education
That’s Why We Send Them To School
But Isn’t Home Training
The Best Place For Understanding Life’s Rules?

Before Your Child Gets Polio or Smallpox
Or Some Other Life Threatening Situation
Would You Not Seek Out Preventative
Medicine or Cures Thru Vaccinations?

If A Child Just Wants To Play
And Not Do Chores or Homework …
Would You Not Try To Find Out
Why A Lazy Streak Is Starting To Lurk?

If Your Child Is Depressed
Unmanageable or Confused …
Would You Not Put Extreme Effort
Into Finding Just What You Could Do?

If A Child Needs To Be Shown Love
and We Withhold Our Kisses & Hugs
Are We Guilty When They Grow Up
Into ‘Crypts & Bloods’?

If Your Child Doesn’t Want To Talk
and Retreat In Hiding From The World
Wouldn’t You Do Everything In Your Power
To Help Your Precious Boy or Baby-Girl?

If Your Child Has Low Self Esteem
Or Shows A Lack of Character …
Wouldn’t You Want To Be
Their Value & Virtue  Narrator?

If Your Child Just Really Needs
Someone To Listen & To Talk To …
Would You Not Prefer
that That Someone Be You?

I Once Knew A Police Officer
Who Had Said of His Beat …
A Child Can Get Discipline At Home
Or They’ll Get Their Beatings In The Streets

And The Same Can Be Said
Of A Young Child’s Impressionable Mind
It Needs To Be Nurtured At Home
Or It Will Eat Every Junk & Stuff They Find



(Part One of Two)


                      Written & © :  7/16/2013

                       By:  The MoonBee


Details | Haiku | |

This baby

Too young is my love
to ask this baby to wear
winter`s mind as glove.


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Love Your Offspring

love your offspring,                                                                                                 
for soon, off they will spring like frogs gainst morning dew


Details | Terzanelle | |

The Changeling's Mother

Wild eyed child, moonlight pale, sleeping in bed,
how were you chosen to come live with me?
What are the dreams fluttering through your head? 

Silly, sweet babe, so quick with trickery,
laughter follows you wherever you roam.
How were you chosen to come live with me?

Despite your start, you’re welcome in my home.
The world’s fierce, but I’ll provide your haven.
Laughter follows you wherever you roam.
 
Dismiss heckles made by the dull craven.
It doesn’t matter we’re not bound by blood.
The world’s fierce, but I’ll provide your haven.

Your strength is as obvious as a flood.
You know I love you as much as the first?
It doesn’t matter we’re not bound by blood.

Don’t listen to those who claim you are cursed,
wild eyed child, moonlight pale, sleeping in bed.
You know I love you as much as the first.
What are the dreams fluttering through your head?


Wind murmured question:
Child of brambles, thorns, and leaves,
who is your mother?


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


Details | Free verse | |

In white

Written 27/12/2013


White
And she sighs
In serenity
White
Years shroud
Like lace
Protecting porcelain
Face
Shrugs off she
White
Within purity
Casts aside
Shawl
Of homemade grace
White
Which haunts me
Darkness in night
White she flairs
Shimmers like sun 
Flair
Sparkle like sheen
Upon water
She 
White 
So bright
Blinds my
Eyes
Cannot see
White
Kills inside
Worry
White
Haunts for every 
Moment
A better light
I could 
Have been
White
For the innocence
That stings
Promise of
A better life
White
For I sacrifice
Life 
So yet she can
Sing

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A Child Loaned

I'll lend you for a little time
 a child of mine, he said,
 for you to love the while she lives
 and mourn for when she's dead.
 
It may be six or seven years,
 or twenty two or three,
 But will you, till I call her back,
 take care of her for me?
 
She'll bring her charms to gladden you,
 and should her stay be brief,
 You'll have her lovely memories
 as solace for your grief.
 
I cannot promise she will stay,
 since all from earth return;
 But there are lessons taught down there
 I want this child to learn.
 
I've looked this wide world over,
 in my search for teachers true;
 And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
 I have selected you.
 
Now will you give her all your love,
 nor think the labour vain;
 Nor hate me when I come to call,
 and take her back again?
 
I fancied that I heard them say,
 Dear Lord, Thy will be done;
 for all the joy the child shall bring,
 The risk of grief we'll run.
 
We'll shelter her with tenderness,
 We'll love her while we may;
 And for the happiness we've known,
 forever gratefull stay.
 
But should the angels call for her
 much sooner than we'd planned;
 We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
 and try to understand.
 
And maybe soon we will.


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ANGER PERPETUATES ANGER

SHE CAN'T EVER REMEMBER, A TIME WITHOUT HEARING 
HER MOM SAY THAT MEN ARE NO GOOD 
HOW THEY ONLY WANT SEX, AND TO GET IT, THEY PLAY WITH YOUR HEAD 
"GIRL, DON'T FALL FOR NO MAN", MOM SAID POINTING HER FINGER 
A BITTERNESS HEARD IN HER VOICE 
CHOOSE A MAN WITH SOME MONEY, OR POWER, TO LAY WITH INSTEAD 
WITH THIS DEEPLY INGRAINED IN HER SPIRIT 
SHE CLOSED PATHWAYS THAT LED TO HER HEART 
ON HER MOMMA'S INSISTENT ADVICE, ALL HER ACTIONS WERE DRAWN 
SHE PASSED OVER ALL MEN WHO MIGHT LOVE HER 
FOR NO VALUE IN LOVE, WAS SHE TAUGHT 
BUT THREE CHILDREN LATER, THE MEN WITH THE MONEY, WERE GONE 
HER CHILDREN ALL HAD DIFFERENT DADDIES 
WHO HAD NO LOVE FOR THEM OR FOR HER 
SHE HAD CHOSEN THESE MEN CAUSE HER MOMMA, HAD TOLD HER SHE 
SHOULD 
BUT SHE NOW FACED THE COLD CONTRADICTION 
THAT SHE FOUND IN HER MOMMA'S ADVICE 
HER LIFE DID NOT TURN OUT THE WAY, THAT HER MOM SAID IT WOULD 
SO THEN THERE BECAME AN AWARENESS 
OF HER MOM'S PHILOSOPHICAL VIEW 
THERE WAS PAIN AND FRUSTRATION AND ANGER, FROM CHOICES MOM 
MADE 
FOR HER MOM WHO HAD MADE THESE BAD CHOICES 
PASSED THE BLAME ON THE MEN, IN HER LIFE 
THE MEN, THAT GRANDMOM SAID CHOOSE, AND POOR MOMMA HAD PAID 
YOU SEE ANGER "PERPETUATES" ANGER 
LIKE A CANCER, IT GROWS AND IT SPREADS 
IT WAS PASSED DOWN FROM GRANDMOM TO MOMMA, THEN MOMMA TO 
DAUGHTER 
FROM GRANDMOM TO GRANDCHILD THIS ANGER WAS PASSED 
'CAUSE NO ONE THOUGHT, TO BREAK THIS CHAIN 
AND THE HOPE OF WHAT "MIGHT'VE BEEN", SWALLOWED, LIKE 
BITTERSWEET WATER.


Details | Triolet | |

Baby's Eyes Shine

Baby's Eyes Shine

Baby's sweet sky glows glitteringly blue.
Beautiful mirrors reflect in her eyes!
Such grace trumps any rainbow that may shine.

That newly born smile casts a rainbow shine,
reflection in those soft crystal clear eyes
decorates her hair and ribbon so blue!

Softest twinkles in her dazzling sweet eyes,
radiates heavenly love that casts shine
upon her birthday dress so very blue!

Love basks softly as those great blue eyes shine!

07/ 15/ 2014

craig cornish 
Contest Name Tritina Challenge 
 1 original, poem on the theme of .............A Baby
Write a new poem about a newborn and take it where you
creatively will impress me


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

The Most Fierce Love

When you await that day for so long just to see their face, 
 Not too much longer will you have to go, you're almost to Home Base.
All the pain you've been through, will be worth it in the end.
 One look at that precious face, and you'll be the envy of some friends.

You look over to the side and see a tiny bed which is clear, 
 So you can see each precious feature of a child that is very near.
When you're almost done and you feel that final tear.
 The pain and anticipation is almost more than you can bear.

Here comes a tiny bundle of dark hair and gorgeous eyes, 
 Ten little fingers and ten tiny toes, it scared me at first since I heard no cries.
Finally, my son is born and I thank God he is alive, and FINALLY here.
 A perfect child in my eyes, and I'm incandescently happy, but also full of fear.

Will I be a good Mother, will I know what to do?
 This is all so scary, and oh so very new.........
I hold him closely to my heart, 
 I'm Finally a Mommy, no time to fall apart.

I KNOW I can do this, I don't really have a choice.
 The moment I found out I was pregnant, I began to rejoice.
Now I have two children, and I only had to give birth to one!
 Illyanna and I now await for our children to grow and have fun.


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Wishing you could love me too

You mean so much to me, more then you'll ever know. 
More then ill ever be able to describe.
But I'll try.
Voice of a angel, touch ever so soft you would think its a feather.
Eyes so beautiful seeing them on a sunset day, medusa stare ever so hypnotizing locking eyes can't look away.
Baby in the tummy, heart just started beating giving me a rush that I really needed.
Love so old I feel defeated.
Even though I do everything for you, I'm looking out for me just keeping a close over view upon you.
How can I fix your life if mine isn't alright, but i don't know where id ever be with out you by my side.
And I thought I'd never know but as of now I'm pushing through. 
Now that your gone, I miss you every night.
But I gotta be strong.
Cause if not you'll be gone and ill be with a baby missing its mom.


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The Umbrella

Raining, sloshing go all the kids The bus stop blocks away But a dear mother stands with her umbrella For the daughter on that rainy day She walked all the way over there That day the rain did fall She cared enough and gave enough For her Kids this mom gave all But the daughter was very rebellious And cringed to see her there For her reputation she thought was ruined The embarrassment she could not bare She was only thinking of herself Not caring about her mom So insecure of what others thought She got off and just stomped on Few words she said to her precious mom She didn’t want her there She walked right by without saying much The thought now is hard to bare For yes I was that spoiled young child And 40 years have passed I think about how wonderful she was And how our time didn’t last To have that day back with mom To hug her as I should And thank her for all the love she gave Tell her now that I understood For I have children of my own And mom is home with God I have that love a mother feels For her child and the path they trod Stepping back and looking at this It’s an example of Gods love For many times we walk right by Not knowing this love from above He is so precious, He is always there With an umbrella of mercy and Grace But as a spoiled child so many times We turn from his loving face Our Father in Heaven is by our side Through all the storms of life He calls our name to come to Him Few come and soon face strife…. “It’s not the right time for me right now” “My friends will not understand” “Just leave me alone this embarrasses me” “Hang on to your Great Plan” But Oh dear friend there will come a day When troubles around you flow Or His call you will not hear anymore Will you cry for His love to know? Oh mom was always there for me Even though I was so wrong Our God will always be there for you When you find where you belong Just as my mom stood there for me So much more God loves us so Oh get under His Umbrella of Love and Grace And His Mercy for you will flow


Details | Free verse | |

Someday

Imagine a boy whose heart you've broken. 
Picture him there, crying, sulking. 
Hands grasped around those fatal tokens. 
That you had left, much like him, broken.

Now listen to his dying monologue. 
For these words shall never again be spoken.

"It was here on this bed I lay, 
Where you said all you need to say, 
As you packed nearly all your things and ran away.
Leaving me there alone, that tragic day. 
Left me kicking, screaming, crying, in a fray. 
You left me in this never ending state of dismay, 
When you left me that way. 

Preaching to a newly understood god, 
'Someday! 
Someday soon!
Someday Maybe!
I don't know, just someday' 

What more is there for me to say besides someday?
For you could not sooth this wounded beast at bay.
By simply saying, 

'I will stay,
End this foolish disarray,
And continue that cold harpening music that we had once played.
Just to save you from sudden decay.
Someday I'll be your forever.
Someday never!
Someday-' 

'Stop! Stop! Stop!'
I'll say. And, 

'Would you do me one last favor please?
Before you come return for these last few things and leave, 
Kick me while I'm on my knees, 
Deny every last one of my final pleas, 
And rip my heart from about your sleeve. 
Would you do me one last favor please, 

And grant this wish, 
For a have scaffold through many a dark abyss 
Of my sub conscious, 
But still have gone a miss, 
In search of that fatal kiss. 
A kiss I had once wished to share with you.' 

What more is there for me to do, 
For you to do, 
For us to do.
We are now dead!' 

Just as he is dead.
Stuck in his own head, 
Because of the words that you had left unsaid, 
The love that you had left unfed. 
He is now dead, 
In his own head.
 



Details | Free verse | |

A Prayer For Healing

Father,
Do not let me be the demon I have created me to be.
I am the product of myself and my negativity.
I trust You.
I love You.
I thank You.
In Your name,
We pray,
Amen.


Details | I do not know? | |

Forgive

It was early dawn
The boy put the rug on the floor
He kneeled, prayed like he never did
The almighty's heart started to bleed
Even he couldn't do anything
He felt helpless
His child was suffering
He saw his angels fleeing
as his child kept kneeling
The almighty  could not turn the world upside down? 
Break every rules he made by his own
For one he could not make the others  change
The boy cried for mercy
 The almighty started to cry
He could not give the boy
His one true joy


Details | Monoku | |

Generation 'Wrap'

crammed feet and belly bearing next generation, swiftly he kissed her


Details | Rhyme | |

YES, I DO

Do I accept this referral
Are you our little man
Do I cherish your smile
Your precious little hands?
Yes, I do!

Do I have everything ready
And most things paid
The patience of Job
Toys and Band Aids?
Yes, I do!

Do I dream of the moment
Your face I'll adore
A place at our table
Your crumbs on the floor?
Yes I do!

Do I long to be with you
And call you my child
See your perfect room
Become perfectly wild?
Yes, I do!

Do I thank God in Heaven
For the gift of an amazing son
See you swimming in our tub
And flashing your cute buns
Yes, I do!

Contest: Rose's "Good News"
Poem of Adoption Ecstasy written in Kumasi, Ghana airport


Details | ABC | |

i love you my little son

my son my fistborn you are my little friend
i hold you up high for the whole world to see
you are my boy 
you are a spitting image of me
i promise to be a good father to you
give you all the love you can stand little man
you are my joy and pride
i love you son and my tears i can not hide
when your five i will take you fishing 
when your twelve i will take you to hunt
when you are sixteen i will tell you about girls
right now i will be content with holding you and smelling your neck
i love you so my little son


Details | Narrative | |

The Joy Of Killing Pt 1

Those whom are neglected by society and has particular broken heart, no family on their
side or better not needing anything, looking up high for answers and don't get a good
explanation why, those who love to humiliate and like to bully, when their tears fall one
dies, you all ignorant ways don't like the fact you are been watched, by those whom like
your tasty blood, the have a passion like you do, different, but same, we got to move on
and leave behind the world so dead, by the hands of a killer you shall sleep long waited
time...

You wake up early in early in the morning, you shower yourself of, a cup of coffee might
help you stand strong for the rest of the day, your soul companion gives you a good bye
kiss and your kids tells you how much they love you, love fuels your soul with strength,
now get on the car and go work for a lifetime, you get to work and get of the car last
saying a new day, a new story to tell, arriving to your office you with no offense step to
a tall man and spill his morning coffee on his shirt, you say im sorry but the man walks
away, now go to work, a beautiful day and lots to do, so the day comes to an end some how...

4:30pm, your going home, a long day of work did quite tired you, you drive home safely and
get there, open the door and your family with a smile says hello darling, how was your
day? Dinner is served, night is heavy, 10:00pm and you need to sleep, your partner hugs
you and soon kisses you, a romantic moment to go to the room and have a lovely scene for
what is to come, but at 11:00pm your tired, so you need to sleep, soon after your in
dreams, so a minute for your world to change...

(Help!) Your partner screams, soon a child screams same word, you stand up quick, heart
rushes, no gun, no knife, but you must help, get out the room and soon you see a splash of
blood on the wall in front of you, your child is dead, you run to the living room, your
partner is tied on the floor, bleeding deeply wounded, whats next and what happened? So
you get knockout, when you open your eyes your faithful partner is pale white, cant
scream, cant move, you are tied tight and mouth covered, hands and legs are quite sealed
together, you see this dark figure, a tall strong man stands in the corner, shadows cover
his identity, you desperately try to move and help but he soon closes by and beats you up,
with a saw on his hands treads you with your fellow companion, so he walks to your partner
and slice the neck, fade away to sleep...


Details | Rhyme | |

True or Not so True

Is she the one? my daughter asks
Of a mom not ready for the tasks
Of always knowing the words to say
Or the one to choose this summer day.
Is this the mare I should buy and ride
Along with mayor, side by side
As the Rodeo Queeen this July four?
I don't think I could love her any more.
She pleaded her cause with hope in her eyes
And praying the mare was the proper size
For my young daughter, I told her aye. 
This is the very mare we'll buy.

Is she the one? My loved son pleads
Of a mother once all that a small boy needs,
Who must now stand by and relinquish him
To this young woman so tall and slim.
This is the one whom I hope to marry
And the very girl who will some day carry
A sweet grandchild for you to adore.
I don't think I could love her any more.
He pleaded his cause with hope in his eyes
And I knew no matter my nays or ayes,
This was the one he had chosen to
Be by his side his whole life through.

The mare was a winner and was true blue
To the little rider who somehow knew
This was the horse she would always adore.
She could never love another more.
My son's sad tale is more heart rending
And sadly to say has a different ending.
The wife he had chosen proved not so true
And broke his great heart and mine in two.
Now he has lost the hope in his eyes
And it matters not the nays or ayes.
He has lost the one whom he'd vowed to adore
And knows he couldn't have loved her more.


For..... Is She The One Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

A Shadow in the Corner Part one

I saw her there….A little girl, a baby really… so sad, so alone. How very much I 
wished to go to her, to comfort her and to hold her against my cold dead flesh. 
Yes….I am capable of compassion. I am even capable of love, although I do not give 
it freely. Standing there, I seem but a shadow to the mortals that come and go…yet 
this child ….this object of innocence seems to perceive me….seems to know who I 
am. She speaks to the darkness where I stand watching her, how very perceptive 
she was. Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation…. Yes… the song from 
Phantom of the Opera. The songs of that story are very appropriate when 
considering the events….She told me of her hopes, dreams, fears, confiding in me as 
a child normally would to a parent.  When she was hurt, whether a scraped knee or 
a scraped heart, it was me, the shadow that heard of it. Her “parents”, and I use 
the word ironically, had no time for her. To them, she was a duty, an encumbrance, 
but I discovered I treasured every moment that was shared with me. The nights 
come and go. The weeks become months, become years and this girl grows. Pretty 
becomes lovely becomes beautiful. The child that trusted the shadow in the corner 
as a confidant grows into a young woman, and I realize I love her, and I always 
have. Sing once again with me, our strange duet….And so once when her heart was 
torn, and she felt she was dying inside, I could not stop myself…I sang to her. The 
child that I felt in my heart as my daughter had always known I was real…but this 
was a confirmation. I sang…softly to this beautiful child. I sang of darkness and of 
love. Of the love of a father for a daughter….but also that of lovers, for I am no 
mortal man, and the love of my heart cannot be categorized as others do. She froze 
unmoving, listening not only with her ears, but also with her spirit to the songs of 
my heart….of my soul. A blackness so profound that others would be repelled, yet 
she found a soft warmth there that comforted and entranced her. She found then a 
magical realm within my songs.


Details | Quatrain | |

THE PURPLE SPRING CROCUS - A CHRISTMAS STORY

Early Christmas morning I glanced outside,
and no snow was falling, and suddenly a vision of a luminous light
with a trembling child appeared in sight...
and could this have been the Infant of prophecy and might?


And He softly said with the sweetest and kindest voice,
"I bring you no snow but endless love...the warmest flame
that makes every forsaken and unhappy heart rejoice;
it's a gift so gladly given to all the believers of this blessed age." 


Struck by that splendid appearance, unafraid,
I ran to thank him for those wonderful words,;
and not having seen any gift under the decorated spruce,
I seemed puzzled, but not fearful or nearly surprised.


There it stood, my gift from that generous child with golden, curly hair: 
a purple spring crocus never seen before, an Alpine flower
which grows in early April in every emerald meadow...
I leaned forward with much gentleness and plucked it from the cold snow.
 

When I stood up, he was gone and not a trace of him could be found,
and who was that cherub without wings...to leave that flower in the bitter cold? 
Wasn't He the Christ Child who was born in a Bethlehem's abandoned stable?
And wasn't hope the meaning of the purple spring crocus so beautiful?  





Details | Rhyme | |

Love

Love is a grnd gift of the nature.
It lives in the heart every creature.
Love bestows a child smile and sleep.
Without love the child begins to weep.
Love flows from the affection of mother;
selfless love we cannot get from any other.
Love is a feeling of intense attraction.
Some sacrifice lives in immense affection.
Love is also one's passionate desire.
If depressed love can become fire.
The fire of love is very very strong.
It can be deadly if I am not wrong.
Love has magical effect on some guys.
Who make up to wrest sweetheart's eyes.
Love saves some from clutches of death.
True love is for a person not for wealth.
When two adults begin to love each other.
They do not care for any body other.
They love each other day and night.
In love and war everything is right.
Love is above any color and creed.
Love should be above some sort of greed.


Details | Free verse | |

Been Blessed

Will I have been standing on the sidelines, watching everyone go after their goals. I been missing out on the finer things that life has to offer. Seeing you  there reminds me of brighter days. Hearing your laughter, reminds me of the day my dreams all changed.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, wouldn’t change it for the world. Nothing sweeter than you. You’re that shining star, the beacon at sea. I thank the good lord for giving me you, nothing can change the love I have for you.

Will I have been standing on the sidelines, watching everyone have their fun. Now its later, you can see them down an out.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with having you as a daughter. You lifted my heart higher, each day I see you. You’re that shining star, the beacon at sea.

If I was a sailor, I would hurry home to you. Can’t get enough of that laughter, don’t like seeing a frown on your face.

Will I been standing on the sidelines, watching everyone reach to the stars. When I have one right here. Yes, I been standing on the sidelines.

I look at this world, and nothing can change my mind. There be trouble on the horizon, terrible times ahead. People getting hurt, always sad an blue. I put them in prayer as with everyone.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with writing these words. A pure melody, straight an narrow, they are flowing like a stream. Nine in the morning, an everything is going to be alright.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with this life. Wouldn’t to change it, wouldn’t to lose it. I would love to share, so here I sit writing these words.

	Oh, I got a melody running through my head, as I write these words. Sounding like country, maybe its an oldie. But none the less, its pure straight from the heart.

	Flowing like a river, steady as a stream. Let it span out there, like the clouds in the sky. Showing everyone in the world, that I got this love for them. My heart is being true, it is solid. This thing is flowing like a river, steady as a stream. Nothing rocky bout this love of mine.

	‘Cause, I been blessed, with having a daughter - who is just like you…

‘Cause, I been blessed.
‘Cause, I been blessed..
‘Cause, I been blessed…


Details | Free verse | |

December the 8th

I used to have an eerie feeling
Of a certain date

Never knowing
Why I felt that way

I had even said
There was something
About it
But I could never
Wrap my head around it.

Such a curious thing to wonder
Why a date in your head
Would be stuck on
For you to ponder

But I realized
I'd come to hate 
That date
Later in my life
When you met your fate
You were taken from me
On December
The 8th
Is it a coincidence
Or a prediction
Of fate?

Oh how...
How much I hate
The date
Of December... 
December
The 8th.


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear Ron Part 2 written October 10th 2012

This Part of Me Wants to be Patient &&" Have More Self Control.
So that Temptation Doesn't Make Me Jump Whenever it Says Go. 
This Side of Me Attracts Boys unexpectedly &&" Easily Makes Friends.
&&" Whenever iFall for Someone My Feelings are Strong, very Hard to Bend.
 
I'm Not Afraid to Stand Out, iTry not to but iAlways Do.
I'm a Shoulder to Cry on &&" Justify What iFeel is True.
I'm not Afraid to Act Unmannerably in the Prescence of Others,
&&" I'm a Romantic so iRespect Lovers .
 
iSmile at Random People &&" Hold my Head High
Because iKnow Who iAm &&" iKnow what to Walk by.
iRun Home with My Hair Down, Breathing in Flowers, &&" Listening to the Trees..
iAdore &&" Love to Watch the Sunset Right Above the Sea.
 
You Will Always Catch Me Singing Something Though iSound Terrible,
&&" It's Very Difficult for Me to Find Someone Comparible.
I've Been Told I'm Different &&" iBelieve that to be True.
Yet iKnow I'm No Better &&" No worst than Anyone, Even You...
 
I am Sweet to Whomever Comes Before Me,
&&" iKnow that Right Within Lies My True Beauty.
This Part of Me is Merciful &&" Empathetic,
This Side of Me Wont Laugh in Your Face &&" Call You Pathetic.
 
I am a Lover When iDon't Have to Fight...
A Sweetheart that will Sit Down, Cry With You, &&" Hold You Tight.
 
Who is Competitive When Playing Any Type of Game.
Who Doesn't Seek Other's Money nor Fame.
iEnjoy What's Given to me &&" Love to Entertain Others...
&&" Cares for a Child as if iWere their Own Mother
 
iLook for the Beauty in the World Because there is Light
&&" I'm Not Afraid to Take Chances Because of Fright.
This one's Shy Because Compliments Make Me Feel Insecure &&" Flattered.
The Only Difference is that she hopes, while the other me is Shattered.
 
Two Extremely Different People but I am not the First One,
That one "Kinda" Took Over &&" She Think She's Won.
People tend to Hold on to Me &&" not Wanna Let Go...
iSuppose There's Alot More Inside that this Mean Face Won't Show.
 
iDon't Know if I've Let You Really get to Meet This Side Yet..
But Remember, I'm Quickk to Leave so Pleasee Don't Forget.
iKnow this is Alot so Thank You For Lending Me Your Ear,
&&" iDon't Trust You completely cuz idk if...You'll Still Be Here.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The First Times With My Daughter

the first time the doctor said to me you're going to be a mom
the first time I felt my child stir in my womb
the first time I looked at her when they placed her on my stomach
the first time she smiled at me and I knew it was not gas
her first tooth, her first step
the first time she said "Mama"
her first sleep over and I called every hour to see if she wanted to come home
her first pajama party and she would not allow me in the room
her first crush, her first heartbreak and we talked about boys over ice cream
her first menstrual cycle and I gave her that talk about the birds and the bees
the time we went shopping for her first bra 
and she chose the one with the little pink bow on the front just like I did
her first car date and I had more information on that  boy than the FBI
her first prom and I took so many pictures 
that my husband snatched the camera out of my hands
the first night she was gone away to college and I cried and worried all night
until she called me in the morning and told me how great everything was 
the first time she told me she was seriously in love and asked for my sage advice
the first time I meet the young man, who I thought was taking away my baby
and found out he was perfect for her
the first time she told me she was getting married and she showed me the 
engagement ring and we both jumped up and down with glee
the first time I saw her in her wedding gown 
and I couldn't speak over the lump in my throat
the first time she told me she was pregnant 
and she was so scared and excited at the same time
the first time she placed my granddaughter in my arms
she looked at me, kissed my cheek and said "Mommy I love you
and I pray that I will be as great a mom to my child as you were to me"

the first time I realized that this vibrant, intelligent young woman 
is the essence of me, a legacy that will continue on in my grandchild
the first time I said, "Thank you God, we did good".


Details | Rhyme | |

Kathy

Today I Have to Tell You
How Very Proud I Am
Remember How it Used to Be
How You Hit the Big "Grand Slam?"

Then You Went out on Your Own
And Set the World on Fire
You Beat the Odds and Won
It Was Your Hearts Desire

Oh to See You Fight
When Things Got in Your Way
I Really Couldn't Ask for More
But There's Something I must Say

Forever I Shall Love You
I Love You like No Other
I Hope You'll Always Need Me
Because I Am Your Mother


Details | Rhyme | |

The Open Road

On an open road through the driving rain
She drove fast and deadly like a hurricane
Sad yellow stripes in between white lines
Covered cold dead flowers and some valentines

Her baby grows and her mother cries
A painful evelution right before their eyes
She left him bleeding as the future glowed
From a dying past down the open road

She fights the lions as she curse it all
The men the drugs and the alcohol
The radio dj makes it all look good
With songs about love and of motherhood

She saw her future going down the drain
Her baby's tears feeds her growing pain
A blade in the night and the bad blood flowed
Down in the gutter on the open road

A big black bird at the top of the shelves
Judging what they all did to themselves
With fingernails growing like a raven's claw
She will never see what the big bird saw

Like the drugs of the dying like a martyr's faith
There was light in the dark but no open gate
She hunted the keys to the secret code
As she watched him fade on the open road


Details | Haiku | |

Gerber Baby

From mercy to love
 -maybe  a step of the mind,
 but child rests the love.


Details | Free verse | |

Remember the Days

Listen my child to the sounds of love within your heart
Caress those dreams for they are what guide your life
Remember the days of the young because the weeks of the old never last as long
Learn to believe in yourself for you are the only one that can weaken the storm
Remember what my love has taught
You hold the whole world in your tiny hand but your strength could change it's whole aspect
You are the future  The determined soul  The one that will have to fight to carry on
I just pray the lessons learned now will not stray your childlike imagination when i am gone
and everything you see within me helps your unknowing path to life, love and dreams come true.


Details | I do not know? | |

Young Heart

From my youth,
I knew no goodness 
Teach me His truth
So that I will meet success

I hope I'm making little progress

From my youth,
I knew very little at first
Teach me Your truth 
Or I'll remain in thirst

I thirst for His spirit - to renew my faithfulness

I have a nourished heart
But, evilness broke it apart
I had an energetic soul  
But agony took its toll 

And now I pray
To Him who mends us all
To save my young heart
From the fear of losing control...

Do I still have an innocent, 
Young heart? 


Details | ABC | |

Serenity

 Is her name,
getting into everything,
is her game,
she's as bright,
as sunshine,
and as fresh,
as new fallen snow,
and I love to watch her,
as she grows,
her curiosity beats it all,
even though,
she's 3 feet tall,
her blue eyes sparkle,
when she's done something wrong, 
and you can never be mad at her,
all that long,
her beautiful smile,
will make you weak,
even when,
she's being a sneak,
you can't help but love,
that sweet little girl,
with straw colored hair,
and bouncing curls.


Details | Free verse | |

But A Whisper Pt 1

                                              But a Whisper From the Childs perspective
                                                              Part 1 of 2
                                           
In my minds’ eye this life that I see is my very own upon your knee.
While I was in heaven in the heart of God waiting to be born,
I was full of excitement anticipating I wanted a Mother to adore.

I wanted a Mother to hold me tight, safe within her arms.
Raise me good give me love and keep me safe from harm.

I wanted a mother, who’ll bounce me on her knee, 
And give me sweet candy and kisses.
And when I’m away, on her mind I’ll stay, for it’s me she always misses.

A Mother to shape and mold me to be all I can be.
So when I’m older and out in the world I can make her proud of me.

A Mother to teach me of kool-aid and Jesus, baseball and football too.
A Mother that I can look at and say, I wanna be just like you.


I’ve had lots of time to think about what I want to be.
But I have the strangest feeling the worlds not ready for me.

So I must go back to the heart of God and stay for a little while,
But that’s ok for I have seen my dear sweet Mommas smile.

In my minds I you kissed me but a moment, A lifetime in a flash.
Although I knew you but a whisper, forever your memory will last.

                                                


Details | I do not know? | |

The Child, 1 2 1

A spirit as fragile as glass
A soul virgin in depth
As innocent to the world as to him or herself.
A stranger to emotions, a vessel covered in flesh and a unknown purpose here, on this earth  
to be discovered , yet.
Circumstances surrounding his or her conception is not known, but the child is a "gift" from 
one... to two...then back to one.
The Child is "joy" whether a daughter or son.
A world commanded by nine and not by ten, created of three, defined as one.
Let the writer's write about the child's world in view and inform the Gatekeeper to prepare to review .  

copyright @2004,2010 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins  


Details | Light Poetry | |

Dear Little Child of God

Dear little child of GOD, 
I know not if you'll be, 
A little girl or a little boy, 
But you'll mean a lot to me.

I happen to know your mother, 
Your brother I love true, 
So no matter what your sex is, 
I'm sure I'll love you too!

Someday, it might amuse you, 
That before you entered earth,
A poem for "YOU" was waiting,
Before "MOMMY" gave you birth.

Soon angel child when we meet,
I hope you'll remember me,
For I have grown to love you, 
Before you came to be. 


Details | Rhyme | |

WE'LL BE WITH YOU

You were our happy dreams
The sparkle in our eyes;
You were our destiny
That sadly passed by.

Nothing is set in stone
No one can deny;
Life's unexpected turns
That make us cry.

The Lord gives and takes
We often question why;
He makes no mistakes
Even when we die...

We know that forever is true,
And there we'll be with you!

It's going to take some time
Only God knows how long;
For Him to mend our hearts
Make us strong.

It's hard to say goodbye
From so far away;
Still yearn to know you more
We will one day.

The Lord gives and takes
We often question why;
He makes no mistakes
Even when we die...

We know that forever is true,
And there we'll be with you!

*A poem about a referral that did not survive to be adopted
Lament Poem


Details | Rhyme | |

Young Old Bull

My, he really is something, my egotistical friend -
Enigmatic and choleric he will be till the very end;
Youth, the loss of it, causes him no alarm, he's just so cool,   
Outwardly, creaky bones and all, he still acts like a young bull.
Keep going, old boy, I pray, till the next grandchild comes your way.
       


Details | Concrete | |

Mommy I love you

Mommy I love you



You should know how much I love you.You who gave birth to me,you who says I love you when i need to cry,you who help me the most through all my dramas,I love you so much momma.This day and all the other you put up with all the chaos's I bring I am so happy to call you my mom.Every person who looks at you know what a great job you did and how you raised me and my brother and sister I can only thank God that you are my mom.I know this might be late or even overdo but you know I can only hold you for so long even if I don't seem happy if I look like I'm going to cry never once think it was your fault cause you know what I love you so much.There was once a time I was so sick i couldn't stand but in only a week you healed me with your love and hugs thank you ever so much mommy.Even if I get to old to sit in your lap.even if I get to old to call you mommy and run into your arms,even if I am to old to say mommy take me to school,you should know your the only women in my life that accepts me for me.This child you gave birth to,the only person who can give my dreams a rest and will wait till I am once again open and wearing my heart out on my arm,You the women who put up with this child who was ever bad.Mommy I love you so much even if it over do your the only person who I can ever call mommy and jump into your arms.


Details | Free verse | |

For Isabel

We never knew when she went away...
exactly.
It was over a period of time,
A little loss, each day...or hour.
Accumulating surely,
slowly,
but steadily,
in the wake of our determination to stop it.

This can’t happen to Mama, we wont let it.
But it did. 
Nothing we could do 
or say brought back the loss.
Leaving a little at a time,
Creeping 
steadily away 
to God only knows where, we didn’t find it.

I guess it is a misnomer to say the loss 
accumulated but...
that goes along with the
frustration of it all.
The only thing getting larger 
was the number of unread thoughts 
in her conscious self.  
That imaginary room where we all go to reason.

First it was polite mistakes covered over with 
hurried excuses.
Then dumbfounded 
looks as thoughts drifted apart
in the middle of speaking.
Motor skills begin to 
wane, and die, 
as loss takes over life’s necessary functions.

Eventually the child brushing her mother’s hair
had no reason 
to hurt...But she did just the same.
Even a tiny spark of knowing
who was caring so much for her,
would have been gold to
the daughter,
but the reward usually never came.

Soon the child once brushing her mother’s hair
didn’t hurt
for her mother... but for herself in
the wake of no one for which to care.
Having been in emotional overload
for so long her own feelings 
are now lost.
She doesn’t know how to feel. 

In honor of my wife whose mother passed in this fashion.


Details | I do not know? | |

I Hate

I hate the birth mark under my right eye
I hate my extremely static hair
I hate my big bottom lip
I hate my spotty nose

I hate that I have really *****y times
I hate that people only remember me for my really *****y times
I hate that the real *****es hate me
I hate being cautious so they don’t ***** about me

I hate that I cry over everything
I hate that people know I cry over everything
I hate that I hide from them anyway
I hate that they actually don’t care 

I hate the fact that my brother is leaving home next year
I hate the fact that I cried when he told me that
I hate the fact that I hid my tears from him
I hate the fact that he’s all I really have left

I hate my father for making me feel like he doesn’t care about me
I hate my mother for making me feel like she picked him over me
I hate that my brother had to look after me when they couldn’t be bothered
I hate that, in my eyes, they don’t deserve to be called mum and dad

I hate that when I was younger I had to run away from my father
I hate that my mother and brother left me by myself that day
I hate that they left me closer to my father
I hate that they went somewhere I would have felt safer

I hate that I feel like my friends are slowly fading away from me
I hate that I feel like I’m a third wheel
I hate that I feel like my friend’s don’t trust me
I hate that I feel like I can’t trust my friends

I hate the feeling of loneliness
I hate that I read books to escape to a world better than mine
I hate that I write to create a better life than my own
I hate that people want to invade that one heaven I invented

I hate that people ask me why I made Katy Clover Taylor
I hate that I had to make a role model for myself
I hate that she is the person I desperately want to be
I hate that she is the one thing I will never live up to

I hate that I feel like my grades would grasp my families attention
I hate that feeling of disappointment when I get a bad grade
I hate feeling like I have to live up to an expectation to hold their attention
I hate that I am relied on because of my grades

I hate that I am an older mind trapped in a younger body
I hate that I am limited in what I can do because of my age
I hate not being trusted upon
I hate people treating me as a kid

I hate not telling people how I feel
I hate hiding behind an invisible barrier
I hate not being able to share how I feel with people
I hate being scared that they won’t care.

I hate people judging me
I hate judging people
I hate that feeling of giving up
I hate the feeling of losing when I didn’t give up

I hate the choices I have made
I hate that nobody thinks I can live up to my dream
I hate people thinking they are so much better than me
I hate the fact that they are right

I hate that I will never make a good girlfriend
I hate the fact I know nobody would fall for me
I hate knowing that no one would help me pick up my life
I hate that it has fallen apart

I hate hurting the people I love
I hate them not loving me anymore
I hate knowing that what I would do would hurt people
I hate the fact I do it anyway

I hate knowing that I do all of this
I hate knowing I hate all of this
I hate trying to change it
I hate that I am not able to change it

I hate that I try not to give up hope
I hate knowing all hope is lost
I hate that I still try and cling to it anyway
I hate knowing I failed at that too

But most of all

I hate not being able to express this until now
I hate that this still won’t change a thing
I hate thinking that it still might
I hate knowing that no one cares


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TEARS ON SANTA'S CHEEKS

TEARS ON SANTA'S CHEEKS Daddy's little girl is going. Daddy's little girl is slowly leaving... Silent night... it's what the angels are singing Outside there are ringing laughter, however-- on a hospital bed which was cold white as the snow lies the body of a little girl, dead. Her little soul just had to go. She just had to go ahead than the others. Her once sun kissed face when she smiles now the palest cream. Her once twinkling eyes now shut so tight. The glow of light and love she always bring was lost on Christmas night, as Santa stood in red and white holding a present on his hands staring at the child his eyes wet with falling tears for his little girl had died. ©O. E. Guillermo 12:02 am, November 27, 2014


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EXULTING LOVE IN VERSE-LGT

Isn't love a warm glow that puts smiles on sadness-ridden faces?
It's that delightful feeling exploding inside and brightening up 
the day of the hungry, the sick, the abused and the forsaken ones!


Isn't love giving of oneself without expecting reciprocation?
It's selflessness giving hope to heavy hearts when despair
is read across their distraught faces longing for consolation!


Isn't love an act of compassion towards those who have little or nothing?
It's clothing them and feeding them until they regain lost strength;
it's rebuilding what was destroyed by Nature or Man so ravaging!


Isn't love hugging that child who has no one to hush his cry?
It's the kindness of someone's heart that stops his tears;
it's the tenderness of words he hears in a sweet lullaby!      


Isn't love reaching out to others and make a difference?
it's offering everything to wipe out disease and poverty;
it's this poet's small and humble gift exulting love in verse!







LOVE


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MOTHERS DAY

Mother is born when her child arrives
One who has your back without compromise
Tenderly nurtures your needs and your likes
Heartfelt concern when adversity strikes
Each child holds a key to her unselfish heart
Relentless defender right from the start
Steadfast devotion in excess supply

Deserving a day of her own, this is why
A celebration of thanks for her love unsurpassed 
You share the hope of tomorrow and dreams of the past.

Mothers Day contest (Acrostic)
Liz Reilly


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Universe For Children

Sleep my child you’re here in my heart, we’ll remember this day as our new start.
We’ll use those preyers to find our dreams, across the mountains, avoiding those thieves.
When we sleep we’ll find our peace, for the spirits will lead us to our release.
Heavens gift is not in gold, it’s within the love we share and hold.
Luck is not gift wrapped or a tasty treat, it’s in each step we dare to meet.
Life is learning how to be strong, having the courage to carry on.
Miracles are not always huge or tall, it’s seeing the good in something small.
My child, life is not a chocolate treat, nice and tasty always sweet.
So we prey and keep our faith, together we can clear the tears from our face.
Sleep my child your safe in my hand, I promise to do the best that I can.
A hardened life you’ve had to bear, often feeling like mummy’s not there.
I promise this I’ll never leave, I’ll stand and fight, we’ll always breath.
Sleep my child rest your head, remember my love is born and bread.
We just took time to find our place, to find that smile we lost on our face.
I love you my children you are my gold, you are the treasure that I love to hold.
Above the moon around the stars! right around Pluto and right through Mars. 
Right around the universe with a single spark! reaching right back to your place in my heart.
I love you more with each passing day; it will never fade or drift away.
Together forever, Eternally loved!


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For What is it You Seek

For what is it you seek?
Asked the wise man,
The child replied “I seek all that is right and good”
The wise man pondered that thought,
What is right and good in your mind?
The child spoke,
What is right and good is:
Money,
Happiness,
Food,
Drink,
Beauty,
Health,
And Love.

The wise man spoke but soft and stern,
Why must money be your first thought and love your last?
Is this not just the world’s demons of want?

The child again spoke, yet timid this time,
For sir, money is needed for survival
From what I have been taught it can buy me,
A roof over my head,
Food for me to eat,
Beauty and health,
And I have seen it could bring love.

The wise man complexed stated,
For son, you have been swayed from the truths,
For money is just a tool,
Yes you could put a roof over your head,
And buy food,
But is it a big roof or just what is needed,
Is the food you buy steaks or ground beef?
The more you want, the more money you will need,
You are a child of GOD, beauty you have.
Health is from your father in heaven,
Love could not be bought,
Only lust is bought! And it leaves you empty,
For true love has been given,
To all who want it, from the day we are born to the day we die,
That comes through choice,

The child boasted,
But Sir, 
What is it that you have to show in your life?
Sandals on your feet,
A gown on your back,
Scars on your body,
Truly this is not what you wanted.

The wise man’s voice calm and soothing replied,
Son, what I have I have given for you.
SH- 02/10


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Ben

The first grandchild is...
Well, a shock.
Yes, a blessing!
A gift, but a reality check!

Can it be?
Yes, for sure.
Breathe him in, stroking each golden hair.
Smell closely, the newness of life.

Feel the pulse and energy.
Celebrate and cry.
The time is passing, 
The answers are "blowing in the wind".

Jubilant,
Some spaces filled,
while others 
are exposed.


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that single moment

a single moment when you know your life is turning bright,
a single moment when you look at your new born child and know everythings going to be alright
....
a flash back appers going all threw your head, how that one amazing moment the day you got legaly wead, to the love of your life and you know that you are his one and only wife,
to that day yes that day you had created life,
that one single moment a single tear falls down your cheak,
looking at your new born child geting excited like a freak.
....
That one moment you start to pray that you wish he could of been there,
that one amazing moment he had made a child that is so beautiful and rare.
That one spicial moment you know when your child turns seven,
that one sad moment you have to tell your child your fathers is in heaven
...
that moment laying in the hopsital with a new born at your side.
that moment when you start to tear up and cry because you know you really miss the love of your life.---Larissa summitt



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Her Shining Soul Rests

Her Shining Soul Rests


Hot tear drops splatter upon her sad floor
 washing the way as her prayers implore
 tender mercies to answer desperate pleas
 a mother begs in despair on bended knees

Broken heart invades cries of needed healing
 when sick child yells out in painful feeling
 mother asks for God's sweet merciful grace
 hot tear drops splatter down from her face

Daughter looks up with tear stained eyes 
 asks mother , O' please tell me the whys
 God allows this bad disease to hurt me so
 when I die dear mother, where shall I go

A tender wipe of sweat from her long tresses
 mother groaned as she so very sadly confesses
 only God knows the answer to such mysteries
 man has begged answers through all histories

A prayer given in faith sent in tragic times
 reprieve begged for past unforgiven crimes
 a note sent for miracles from our God above
 a mother's tears marked the request with love

Hot tears splattered upon her bedroom floor
 sun rose , her sweet child smiled no more
 God's answer had graced her child that night
 shining soul rests in Heaven, in heavenly delight 

Robert J. Lindley, 07-30-2014

Written from story told of my mother's baby sister's 
death at age five in 1933.. My mother said her sister 
Mary lay there that sad morn with a very beautiful 
smile on her face!
My grandmother cried so hard that she passed out


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Immaculates Throne Of Love

************************************************************

I believed and thus, so have I spoken!?

1980, Afore the dreams and everlasting scenes; Angels smiling at me....

But a child standing within the stillness as a silhouette aglow ~

Gazing towards the north and beyound these, the barriers 

Enclosed; through the portal of space and times perfect door?!

Heavens beautiful realms and this child of twenty-one, calling....

Unto his glorious Father of Light from upon high ~

Silent night Holy night and asking for but, one thing

The greatest gift of all; to be filled with, His indiscribable love!?

To hold its beauty within both my heart and hands afore

Taking my last breath amid this moment I have known; I have lived....

And nothing has changed as the passing years have come and gone

Finding myself with no greater desire nor prayer than this

Being filled, with my Majestic Father of Glories eternal Spirit ~

Through and through, until I ascend once again and, once more....

************************************************************

....“Unto, `Immaculates Throne of Love.`” *


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A Child's Heart

He sat on the floor, cutting away,
with scissors too big for his hand.
The clippings of paper, littered the floor,
like countless grains of sand.

Perfection for him, just had to be reached,
or this was a waste of his time.
It would all, just be so easy for him,
if he could just follow a line.

Frustration grew, as patience fled, 
the scissors hit the floor.
And tears now stream down tiny cheeks, 
he can't take it any more.

Then the reason why, he strives so hard,
reached down and kissed his face.
She picked up a piece, of tear stained pink,
paper trimmed in lace.

A jagged shape she did unfold,
almost in two parts.
And when she knew, she smiled wide,
It was her child's heart.


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My Mothers Doll

Weeping on the window sill.
A long pass love to give.
A doll that with stand time.
Like wear and tear on its strings inside.
The sand that flows in an hour glass.
Is a way to find a love that pass.
My mother holds it once again.
A cool person who love to give.
She gives it to my brothers daughter.
With it sitting on a spindle it can spin.
To thread it back into its former self.
It begins a new love with in.


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Not Just another Love Poem

Love is discovered in so many ways
Different kinds we share today
For love is near, not far away
Have you discovered your love today?

Every time a mother gazes at her new born baby
Love is discovered in another way
A mother’s love does not change
It only grows as her child changes

A Father’s pride is how he shows his love
Love is discovered in another way
A father’s love is always shone through pride
In the works his children have done

When a child gets a pet
Love is discovered in another way
A child’s love is unchanged
Tears fall when the pet finally goes away

As we grow and as we change
Love is discovered in new ways
Be you a husband, father, mother, or wife
Love is sure to follow you all of you life


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Outside Looking In

From my view, outside looking in
He sees a mother who without the help of a man cares for her daughter in the still darkness of night
She wakes her daughter with smiles, games, and all the love she desires
He sees the love and gentleness that she expresses toward her daughter even in the shadows of tribulation this world has put on her.
She selflessly lives without her previous desires 
He sees her work all day and through the night doing what God intended for two.  Cooking, cleaning, teaching, inside, outside, up and down
She is relentless seeking the best for the reason,   her daughter
She thinks that no one knows, cares, or understands. She thinks God placed the entire world on her shoulders
Because she is strong enough,     but she’s wrong
He sees a child who never wants to leave her mother’s side, she is safe there, she knows her mother’s desires, her view isn’t obscured, unlike her mother’s view
Her mother has been mistreated by man, who was supposed to be the image of God
He sees a child who needs her mother; she needs her mother to trust God, not man. She needs her mother to completely understand the unfailing LOVE of Christ
He sees a daughter who will be, by no mistake, exactly like her mother 
He stops 
He sees a man in the mirror that He would never be
He really wants to bare the burdens of three
He has been in the shadows of tribulation, he’s been that child in the stillness of that same night, he never thought anyone knew, cared or understood at all
He sees that man in the mirror was wrong
He has read about a love that never fails or dims. He now feels that love from within. He finally stop believing the lies he was told.
He hopes I get the chance to teach what I have been told.


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My Son's Hand

The first time I touched his hand,
that feeling was hard to understand.
This little baby looking up at me,
through my tear full eyes all I could see.
Was this beautiful baby, my little boy,
my love, my spirit, my joy.
As his little hand held my finger tight,
he began to sleep all through the night.


JSergi
Contest :With These Hands
Visual #2
Date written 12/11/13


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MOLLY'S NEW DRESS

MOLLY’S NEW DRESS
She was the fairest of girls on 
the hills called Westland
Young as she was, in her rags, she glowed
	like Alice in Wonderland.
Humble her family was
	yet she was always with a smile
Christmas came, Christmas left
	yet the smiles never left her face,
Always gay and merry
her looks ravishing
Country folks wishing they had a daughter like her
	never ceased praying
Dreaming of better days, Mama woke up one morning,
	stealing glances at Molly as she danced merrily, she saw her eyes twinkling.
Tears flooding her eyes, she said
	“I will buy Molly a new dress.”
The New Year came, Mama peeped into her money bag
	the money was enough to buy a new dress.
Happily, she walked down to Uncle James’ 
	the only store that sold clothes on Westland,
Buying the most beautiful dress on display, 
	she walked back home smiling, gave Molly the new dress,
It fitted perfectly.
	happily, Molly ran the entire Westland in her new dress,
And the whole folks knew she had a new dress, a brand new dress,
“What a girl”, they remarked,
and they smiled happily.


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so soft




so soft a rose
the infant's cheek against my own
A pure love grows



A Trillinea O for Deb's contest.
5/21/14


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PROCREATION

PROCREATION


If,
The act of procreation
Painful was,
Rarely 
Would we have witnessed 
Children to be
Born!

 

©Demetrios Trifiatis
    15 APRIL 2013


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Daddy

When I was just eighteen and alone on my own,
My heart was cold and hard as a simple stone.
I thought I knew what love was at that time.
Though what I was feeling was just puppy prime.
I prayed to God to deliver my love to me.
Even at cost, of her having another’s baby.
It so happened, she got pregnant you see.
So she came and I offered my heart so free.
When the child was born, my daughter came to be.
My heart softened quickly, when I heard “Daddy”.
I lost my first thought of love, in a very short while.
Totally my fault, my mind was full of ill-gotten guile.
Though my love never faded for the little girl,
She went away; my heart and mind went awhirl.
Forever and a day she still calls me Daddy.
Whenever I hear that word, it makes me happy.
She will always be my first little girl, forever more.
As well each time she says that word for sure.
My soul and heart will melt deep into the core.
Hearing that two syllable word, makes me soar.


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ANGER PERPETUATES ANGER

''ANGER   PERPETUATES  ANGER'' 
SHE CAN'T EVER REMEMBER, A TIME WITHOUT HEARING 
HER MOM SAY THAT MEN ARE NO GOOD 
HOW THEY ONLY WANT SEX, AND TO GET IT, THEY PLAY WITH YOUR HEAD 
"GIRL, DON'T FALL FOR NO MAN", MOM SAID POINTING HER FINGER 
A BITTERNESS HEARD IN HER VOICE 
CHOOSE A MAN WITH SOME MONEY, OR POWER, TO LAY WITH INSTEAD 
WITH THIS DEEPLY INGRAINED IN HER SPIRIT 
SHE CLOSED PATHWAYS THAT LED TO HER HEART 
ON HER MOMMA'S INSISTENT ADVICE, ALL HER ACTIONS WERE DRAWN 
SHE PASSED OVER ALL MEN WHO MIGHT LOVE HER 
FOR NO VALUE IN LOVE, WAS SHE TAUGHT 
BUT THREE CHILDREN LATER, THE MEN WITH THE MONEY, WERE GONE 
HER CHILDREN ALL HAD DIFFERENT DADDIES 
WHO HAD NO LOVE FOR THEM OR FOR HER 
SHE HAD CHOSEN THESE MEN CAUSE HER MOMMA, HAD TOLD HER SHE 
SHOULD 
BUT SHE NOW FACED THE COLD CONTRADICTION 
THAT SHE FOUND IN HER MOMMA'S ADVICE 
HER LIFE DID NOT TURN OUT THE WAY, THAT HER MOM SAID IT WOULD 
SO THEN THERE BECAME AN AWARENESS 
OF HER MOM'S PHILOSOPHICAL VIEW 
THERE WAS PAIN AND FRUSTRATION AND ANGER, FROM CHOICES MOM 
MADE 
FOR HER MOM WHO HAD MADE THESE BAD CHOICES 
PASSED THE BLAME ON THE MEN, IN HER LIFE 
THE MEN, THAT GRANDMOM SAID CHOOSE, AND POOR MOMMA HAD PAID 
YOU SEE ANGER "PERPETUATES" ANGER 
LIKE A CANCER, IT GROWS AND IT SPREADS 
IT WAS PASSED DOWN FROM GRANDMOM TO MOMMA, THEN MOMMA TO 
DAUGHTER 
FROM GRANDMOM TO GRANDCHILD THIS ANGER WAS PASSED 
'CAUSE NO ONE THOUGHT, TO BREAK THIS CHAIN 
AND THE HOPE OF WHAT "MIGHT'VE BEEN", SWALLOWED, LIKE 
BITTERSWEET WATER. 


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WHAT'S CHRISTMAS WITHOUT PEACE

A smart boy asked his parents, who were busy shopping,
to take him to the nearest Santa and make his Christmas wish;
setting in Santa's lap he told him this,
" What's Christmas without peace...
when kids like me are still dying?
What's Christmas without peace...
when stars can't be clearly seen in a sky covered with ash? "


" These are very profound words
for a child who cares about people sharing
the same Christmas joy! " Santa told him smiling.
" Don't wishes come true for boys,
too? " He exclaimed with a boyish ingenuity,
" Of course, they do, child...in spite of tragedy! "
Santa assured him with the tenderest hug.
" Then why, children my age still die, instead of getting love?


" Close your gorgeous eyes, sweet boy and make that wish twice...
so that all may hear it!" Santa ordered the dreamy child,
who struggled to keep them closed as long as it took;  
then he slowly began wishing, " It's a wish for every kid alive:
orphans and sick ones, healthy and happy ones! " 
" Which images do you see when you peak and look? " 


" I see many children holding candles and singing for peace,
they sing in different languages...but love has a good reason to conquer
those who desire to keep Christmas in their homeland as I desire to keep it in mine! "
The happy boy said as he were part of that celebration under a brightly starlit sky,
" And what are they singing? " What's Christmas without peace! " His reply was.
That's the song you like them to sing...don't you? Santa exploded in jolly laughter.



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A Soldier's Foreign Woman - Quatern

A Soldier’s Foreign Woman  (Quatern 30 April 2014)

She kissed me like never before
While firecrackers burst overhead.
She never had kissed me before—
Kissing her back went to my head.

Intimacy came very fast.
She kissed me like never before.
I wondered would such passion last
Each time I exited her door.

Traveling the road to her door,
Ev’ry five or six weeks or so
She kissed me like never before--
As if to never let me go.

A son was born, then we married
(permission didn’t come before).
The wedding night passed unhurried.
She kissed me like never before.


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what went wrong 2



What went wrong 2

Do you know why most men get married?
They get married
Not because of the companionate friendship with her 
Nor of the love affection or conviction for her
Nor the intimate connection of submissiveness to each other

But it is with the intention to have a male child 
As patriarchal superiority is evident in every culture
Most culture denied her of her self-dignity
Her self-worth was valued at a price
She was told she doesn’t have a voice or a choice
She was told to be blindly submissive to the male

She was labeled with many names
She been called a witch to be burned…a bitch to be messed
Culture has many names for her
She is the one who is possessed with demons
She is the virgin to be used as sacrifice to man-made-gods

She is betrothed from childbirth to a man without her consent
Since she cannot choose her lover…she is helplessly in love
Or to a wealthy family friend’s male child…or an old rich male
For repayment of debt…or in exchange of goods and services
Or used as a bait to build formidable alliance out of selfish interest

Since the female child is seen as a second class citizen
So the wife soul is enslaved in such reality
To produce a male child at all cost as if she's the giver of Child
As she seek for a male child through the darkest night
Always praying to God the giver and hoping for light

As pressure surrounds the place of labor
And she prays to her god to die if she gave birth 
To a second-class citizen such as she is
And at most times she is abandoned 
When he learns it was she again
Other times she commits suicide to elope this shameful world

Until he stops the discrimination and forceful domination
Until he accepts each sex as gift from God
And identify with the strength the female possess
To support him with her independent choices

If he does not identify with his own fault and accept her flaws
And recognize that better than syndrome is a deception
Since nobody is good or perfect except God 
That love is the ability to accept her weakness

And without her given the same platform to develop as the male
Without her functioning according to how she was designed by the Creator
To co-exist in family life…public life…business life
Without her coming to his rescue…and free him from his stereotyped burdens
Without accepting that he can not achieve it but needs her
He will forever despise the precious gift that is for him to explore 
Without been able to love her unconditionally and endlessly


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Will The Tears Ever Stop

Will The Tears Ever stop?

Mothers and fathers bow
With a heart that is crying
Their children and love ones
Caught up and dying
A child goes away to get
An education
Not knowing through that day
Will arise a great awaking

The enemy approaches fast
To take what is not his
A mother holds her child
With her eyes fill with tears
How did this happen
Words I cannot say
Our love ones leave home
And their tomorrow ends today

Will the tears ever stop?
Because someone didn’t care
To raise a gun, pull the trigger
And leave a lifeless body there
What can we do, to make
Our surrounding safe
Is this an issue or may be
Even a debate

Mothers and fathers crying
And asking why
Who brought forth this raged
And kissed our kids good bye
An empty room, an empty chair
An empty heart for a child who
We wished was there

Babies are precious and
Who dare take their life
Who placed an empty hole
In a parent heart at night
The children are missed 
Their family loves them a lot
So when will this end, and
Will the tears ever stop?


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Katrina

 The water is rising, levels getting high.
Hold to the bible and don't say good bye.
 Act like a soldier, Stand hold your ground.
Pray for your family,Pray for your land.
 I cant believe whats happening, It just cant be.
Pray for My family & please pray for Me.
 Lord Jesus I'm sorry,Please don't forsake me.
I'm here child dont fear.
 Just come hold me tightly.
Your love is so stong, I won't take this lightly.
 Your faith is so strong I just won't ignore.
Come to me child and Walk apon the Shore.


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The Jackal

Night unto night and day unto day; what is this entity....

Realizing now when I was but a child and the boogeyman whom would

Enter into my dreams and nightmares was no less than that of myself in

A future to be borne amid Jekyll and Hydes scenarios and truths; within

This battle waged by the flesh upon my spirit to possess, its sacred light....

Cravefuls enemy peering through times window and scratching at tomorrows door!?

And I as a frightened child of sort unknowing; to confront its growling pain

Until one day my beautiful Father arrived through the pandorians secret passage to say 

“Be not afraid of the terrors which dwell by night for, I Am forever by your side.” ~ 

His Glory then thus imparted; I being enlightened became myself bold 

Towards this perpetual raging storms taunting and wailing cries from outside; ripping

These boards from trembling windows as tearing bolts amid screaming doors....

Dashing through times threshold; only to find that the shadow of tomorrows flesh 

Was nowhere to be found and yet hiding behind the bushes a child; this Hyde?!

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

....“Knowing, The Jackal” ~


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Are You Ready Children?

Today I shall choose one of you
A child on whom falls a shadow, wedged in a corner between lines...
A daisy bringing us some suffering from his home
Silent in the middle of a blue turning grey, a button of a rose without anyone in the 
mass of it...
A living being full of secrets, the heart of which spreads light
While the sun continues running into water, the headlights of space fall in front of 
him one after another...
Say so if you have problems!
If you are part of a life full of black points, blended in the night, encircled with 
ruddy colours, show yourselves...
I know that your security guards do not self-protect
In spite of the reins of ice on your ways, in which the identity of humans melt, can 
you determine your destination?
Are you ready children?
Today I shall choose one of you
A child on whom falls a shadow, wedged in a corner between lines...
 
Üzeyir Lokman ÇAYCI 
Paris,  20.12.2003
Traduit par by Yakup YURT en français
French free verse translated into English free verse
by Joneve McCormick, 08.10.2005


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Fathers

Fathers

When you meet your girl and fall in love
It is do to cupid’s arrow shot from above

Your future should be in steps in life
You have fallen in love and asked her to be your wife

Your wife looks so pretty and it was a great marriage
When you have a child be proud when you’re pushing the carriage 

As a man to make a child is easy
To turn your back and walk away is no less than sleazy 

What a wonderful feeling it is in life
Being a good father and to love your wife

It is a great feeling when a child calls you daddy
It is heart breaking when a child asks do I have a daddy

It is hard enough on a child when a father dies
It is worse when the child has to grow up on lies

A father should do all he can for his family
Earn respect and love and to be the best he could be

Be a good man love your kids and love your wife                                                       
These are the best ingredients to make a good life 


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A Sisters Love By PjWilliams jim and Jack Oslager

(POEM ENTRY)
                                 A SISTER'S LOVE

THERES A HELL I FEEL INSIDE, AS A LOST CHILD CRIED, I WAS HELPLESS TO SAVE HER LIFE
SHE WASNT READY TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME LORD,SHE WASNT READY TO DIE
TEAR A HOLE IN THE SHY TONIGHT, LET THE ASHES OF RAIN,PUT OUT THE FIRES OF RAGE INSIDE
THIS I WILL FOREVER KNOW IS TRUE SISTER , I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU

FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
I WISH I COULD WALK DOWN THE STREETS OF YESTERDAY, NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD,JUST HAPPY YO BE PART OF A FAMILY
BLACK CLOUDS ABOVE, AN ONCOMING STORM ARRIVES, IM FIGHTING TO SURVIVE, I MUST CARRY ON HER NAME NOW, AND FIND AN END TO THE HARD TIMES
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY,FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE,  NEVER GOES AWAY. RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
AS I LOOK UP AT THE SKY, WATCHING THE CLOUDS PASSING ME BY
I SEE AN ANGEL FLY,THERES A FEATHER FALLIN IN MY EYE,
THE SEEDS THAT WERE ONCES SOWN,WILL FOREVER GROW, YOUR SPIRIT LIVES ON, INSIDE YOUR CHLIDRENS MINDS, YOU ARE THE BEATING HEART OF THEIR HAPPINESS, CREATOR OF ALL OF THIER DREAMS IN LIFE
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP ON FALLIN, FEELS LIKE THERES NOTHING LEFT TO HOLD ON TO
FEELS LIKE FOREVER WHEN YOU JUST KEEP FALLIN
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY, FLY THROUGH THE SKIES OF YOUR DESTINY
A SISTERS LOVE, NEVER GOES AWAY, RESTING IN THE ARMS OF ETERNAL GRACE
THERS A HEEL I FEEL INSIDE,AS A LOST CHILD CRIED, I WAS HELPLESS TO SAVE HER LIFE,SHE WASNT READY TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME LORD,SHE WASNT READY TO DIE, TEAR A HOLE IN THE SKY TONIIGHT,LET THE ASHES OF RAIN, PUT OUT THE FIRE OF RAGE INSIDE
THIS I WILL FORVEVR KNOW IS TRUE SISTER, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.

RESPECTFULLY SUBMIITED & THANK YOU FOR TAKEN TIME TO READ AND CONTINUE A MEMORY

Written & Dedicated to Joy M Williams
Etched in Paper & Everlasting Marked PJW
Collaboration by Paul J Williams, jim Oslager, Jack Oslager
All Words Lyrics & Music  
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Yesterday Born

My man child born yesterday
New and peeling purple
With black and brown
Splotches of color.

Your father love you.
Your mother love you.
But still you have yourself.
You must love yourself.

My man child born yesterday
Still soft and wrinkled
With bright black eyes
That have pools inside.

You are my charge.
Yet my superior.
We gave you life
But are Beholden.


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Christmas by the Sea

CHRISTMAS BY THE SEA


I've spent Christmas in the mountains
And in the city with flowing fountains
But the best Christmas by far for me
Was when I spent Christmas by the sea

I looked at the water of azure blue
And felt serenity through and through
The whisper of the waves upon the shore
Sent thoughts of joy to every pore

I remembered the times of Christmas past
The memories that will always last
When we would rise on Christmas morn
And read of the day when  Christ was born

The child who in a manger lay
The Christ Child born to show the way
To salvation free for you and me
These things I ponder here by the sea

I raise my hands to God above
I thank Him for his boundless love
A love so great, He sent His Son
We'll live with Him when life is done

So if you have an opportunity
To spend a Christmas by the sea
Listen to the sound of the ceaseless waves
And think of the Christ Child who came to save

Gaze at the beauty of the ocean blue
And feel the love He had for you
If you do, perhaps you'll see
Why I love Christmas by the sea


	Curtis Moorman
	1 September 2011

	Inspired by my 8 year old grandson


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A mothers gift

A mother’s gift that’s left
Upon her infants milky breath, laying
Cradled in rest upon her breast with

Besotted silence popping little hiccups til
Sitting up 
With puffy cheeks and silky lips 

Blowing oily bubbles whilst
Looking through eyelids a flutter with
Sleepy dust and whispering
Their love beyond quiet deprivation

As lazy sleep bloats about the room
To land on eyelids fat with dreams
Of snuffling snores

And suckled joy.


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Embers Of Time

When I took the test
I knew I was blessed 
The 9 months we shared
Can never be compared
When I knew It was time
I couldn't wait to meet this angel of mine
When I seen your face
I knew my place
By your side always


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Past Memories: Haunted Future

Do you sit there and feel like
We are on top of the monkey bars?
Do you close your eyes
And feel my arms around you?
Do you play guitar and remember
How you tried (and failed) to teach me?
Do you hug your pillow at night
And think of how you held me?
Do you remember how bad I was when
You said you'd leave? 
Do you feel guilty for promising to
Stay by my side in the darkness? 

Because I've brought your monkey bars
Just to sit on them. 
And close my eyes and remember the
way you wrapped your arms around me. 
I lightly strum my guitar
And picture you doing the same. 
I hug my pillow at night and
Try to remember you. 
And how hard I cried when you said
That you were moving away. 
And sit by the phone every night
Waiting for you to return to me.


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Reunion

Eyes grow weary, have they learned to see
During years of absence, you from me
Your story's at end, your chosen plot
Time draws near, but you may know not

Shall I see my mother, perhaps my dad
Ever watchful, my being glowing so glad
It is time, I wait with mounting joy
For them once again to be girl or boy

That which was separate, will now be one
Your chosen tasks are nearly done
At the entrance, there I stand
Reunion time is close at hand

From the palm of His hand I've watched you grow
Seeds of goodness, We watched you sow
Come be with me and share His land
I await the touch of your sweet hand

I fault you not, as you can see
I love you so, come be with me
So hasten forth, with lifted heart
No longer more shall we be apart

These words I write, so dear to me
Express my desire that you'll be free
If the gate be locked, search for the key
But look not far, in your heart it will be.


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Sometimes

Sometimes...
  When the weight of the world wants to crush my soul
splintering my heart into tiny pieces
  Sometimes ...
I’ll just sit at my window -staring through the glass 
  as the rain quietly drips down my window panes

I feel the child that sleeps inside of me...
  wanting so badly to be hugged - to be loved
It nibbles greedily at my heart strings 
  these pangs of wanting - needing 

As I feel my tears quietly stain my cheeks
  leaving their clear, salty trace - I hear her voice
and I listen to the hopes and dreams of my needy child 
  this little girl that sleeps inside my soul - my mind
I quietly pay attention to her heart 
  her unspoken words- held so deep within 

I imagine her dancing - laughing - playing carefree
  Watched over lovingly by those who were supposed to care
Those too busy to notice
  Those who failed to pay her mind…
Failing to connect the dots that made her smile
  Failing to help her blossom into a woman

Through my window - I watch the rain cry its tears
  As they silently drip down the window panes of my heart - 
my child’s heart
  Peeling back the worn, torn pages of my mind
I reticently watch the world go by - wishing 

So many of my pieces missing - 
  leaving raw, unfinished edges on my skin
Elusive, tainted memories of a childhood never given
  Love never shared 
Left alone - neglected

Tracing the rain as it drips quietly on my window pane
  I touch the wetted tears on my face
Reminiscent of my own failings as a mother
  Evoking the sad memories of my wounded, lost childhood
The weeping tears of me - her 
  My little girl within

 


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What once was

Inside, so warm and loved cherished from day one joy filled the heart and spilled over a cup overflowed Every moment was happiness all new experiences all new delights even new pains every bit was a level of adoration But everything could go wrong and that it did once where there was love and excitement was now pain and fear crimson was the color and loss was it's game There was no stopping it and no sign of warning it came rapidly quick as a thought and more terrifying than a monster with eyes glowing red skin of darkness razors for teeth smiling at it's prey Tears fall with them making a river of suffering so close to death but not dying a tiny soul was taken away from inside to never exist again Now this vessel is barren as a tundra with no warmth no rejoice only agony and longing Memories never to be made emotions never to be felt only the bitter taste of what once was my little angel


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You and me

Roses are red 
Violets are blue 
The sun is beautiful so are you
Your eyes are so brown like the great brown earth
Your love for me is sweet like cake 
My love for you never ends. 


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My little angel

A strange feeling engulfed me as I saw
Your little body with excitement and awe…
Twinkling, black eyes that stared…
Filled my heart with love, I swear…
For the first time when I hold you in my arms…
Was taken aback by all your charms…..
You added a new meaning to life…
And filled it with joy and pride…
I love your messy morning look..
The way you listen when I read you a book…
You stay up late in the night…
Then I rock you on my chest to sleep tight..
You are the most precious gem I have…
Treasured are the infectious belly laughs…
Every time I look at You..
Adore your face fresh like dew…
Now you are learning to walk..
Enchanting are your sweet nothing talks…
Its real pleasure to watch you grow…
I thank god for the blessings bestowed..
You are like a dream come true..
There is nothing more beautiful than you..
Today you are turning one…
Oh my little angel from heaven….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!


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Sweepstakes

He was a silent man.

He stayed upstairs, typing unceasingly
and during dinner, mumbled accusingly
nothing ever finished

That evening he noticed, 
saw his child sitting in the distance
alone, he crossed the field

He teased; they played, 
among the blades of several hills, 
a thousand times they rolled, 
vibrating

He laughed; they roared
 Disney visions, collaborating 
goose-bumps; torching recollections.

He taught; they practiced
hundreds, of air pockets among them 
they flew like ravens


They went home, and thereafter

He was a silent man; 
his child unspoken.


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The Splendor of the Stars



He crossed the room toward the door as evening fell, the daylight slowly fading and spilling on the floor in pools of black. A child was there on the stoop, mewling and wriggling in her basket, an urchin, so pathetic and alone, abandoned like a buried memory.

He took her in his arms and held her close; his touch would bring her comfort like a well-remembered song as he bathed her by the fire and dressed her warm. The lovelight in her eyes, uncompromising took his breath away. Older folks should live their lives like this, invest their souls with such devotion that there is no need for worry, or cause for anger, just the pure and perfect eloquence of faith.

She took some nourishment and grew stronger. The seasons waxed and waned and no one came to claim her, so they became sufficient to themselves, anticipating one another's wants and needs.

Up on the the high ground they would wonder at the heavens as they strolled by waters shimmering in starlight, dazzling their eyes to tears of happiness. Storms beset them, and still they bore it all, like two creatures who have come to trust the power of their love.

Sunlight crossed to starlight, he grew sad and incomplete. His mind left him struggling and blind, as time drifted by like a slow and gentle stream. She cared for him now, as he had cared for her so many years before, caressing his brow, bringing light to his dark eyes, and she wept quietly when her friend at last departed.

Alone she settled to her thoughts like a child wrapped in a blanket and slept, remembering his kindnesses and strength.

Finally she gave in to her loss, no longer able to endure the pain of her grief. The Father blessed her, held her in his arms and re-united them forever in the splendor of the stars.


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God Knew Me Before I Was Born

God Knew Me Before I Was Born! God knew me, before I existed! He was there, before my name was listed! Before I was born, he had a divine plan! He was there, before I reached out my hand! Before I knew who I even was, or my name… His life for mine, way why his son came! Before I could put on my shoes and clothes… He had called me! It was I… That he chose! Before I was old enough to make up my own mind… He was there waiting! So patient and kind! Before I became an adult… I refused to believe! Whatever God offered... I didn’t want to receive! Before too long… I had my own family and home. But then family left me... And I was alone! Before God… I came, and cried and repented! The inside of my mind felt confused and tormented! Before I really knew what was actually going on… God reached inside and forgave me of past wrongs! Before the next day was coming about… I found a new love and peace throughout! Before God, I know that he’s changed me! I have found a new life for eternity! Won’t you come before God and accept him too? You’ll never know what he can do for YOU! By Jim Pemberton


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Creaked Windows

They say eyes are windows to the soul,
A way to judge if a person is broken or whole.
Within these cracked windows exists
The malformed fissures, turns and twists.
A soul damaged from misuse,
From cruel treatment and abuse
An inner luster refused to thrive,
A belligerent hatred kept her alive.
She can't recall any given day,
When fatherly love came her way.
All the times he assaulted and battered,
The child's whimpers had not mattered.
His goal was to break this child's spirit,
her defiance he would not hear of it.
His drinking brought more cruel games,
the woes of his world she took the blames.
He fought his demons, violated the child,
Used, abused and sexually defiled.
Every night begging, crying, kneeling down,
Please don't let me again, be his playground.
Hopelessness born, God was dead,
No miracles to heal virgin blood bled.
Drunk on power and whiskey's glory,
Thus being just another abusive story.
She grew daring to defy him by being strong,
Without his love and a safe place to belong.
Expounding, even with the cracked pane,
She too resilient to shatter from the strain.
When her babies were born each one a boon,
Each one to her hung the glorious moon.
Within her empowerment something awoke,
The cycle of abuse was the thing that broke.
Prayers answered by the divine strength,
To show loving forgiveness at any length.
Swearing her children would know love,
My compassion undefeated by a cruel shove.


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At a loss for Lego's

My words are like legos, 
scattered all over the floor. 
All colorful shapes and sizes
different combinations to explore.

 I’m like a poor lego man,
With his head on backwards.
I remove my head and search it,
In desperation when I lack words.

Because my words are like legos
and sometimes they’re hard to find.
Missing pieces  in the dark,
the little crevices of my mind.

My words are like messy legos,
like a castle that’s been broken. 
Being rebuilt piece by piece, 
With every word that’s spoken.
 
So I’ll gather all my legos,
and I’ll build a castle too!
I’ll use all my beautiful legos,
I would build it just for you. 

But you came and stole my lego's,
You swooped them off the ground.
I tried to tell you my secret, 
But I couldn’t make a sound.

Why did you take my legos?
That wasn’t part of the deal. 
Please just give them back, 
So I can tell you how I feel. 


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A Moonlight Stroll

Our first kiss wasn’t a designer kiss It was our signature moment To blossom in the moonlight Did we got it right Oh! yes we did It was the talk of the night as the crickets hum a beautiful tone lots to precieve with young minds The air felt sticky And lovers were icky It was a lovely year 1989


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Cherish Moments While You Can

A happy girl, a silly boy
Having fun and full of joy
Smile at you as they play
Melting your heart as they say
I love you so soft and sweet
Sweeping you right off your feet
With their youthful innocence
And its starting to make sense
They will not stay young for long
The years will make them big and strong
So hold them tight and try to cherish
Each moment before they perish
Into memories and past
Treasure each one, make it last


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Nurture This Child Heavenly Father

A nurturing cradle of light
a new born's first love, first insight
a lesson instilled to always fight for what is right
thy loving hand of god take this child out beyond the heights

A mystery unknown, as new eyes search profound
each word, each whisper, a curious sound
a tiny spirit intrigued, so free and unbound
a sense, a need, a purpose is found

Oh' cradle of light
protect this child through the realm of each night
provide wisdom, knowledge and loving insight 
hollow hands of thee, a precious spirit invite


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True Love Given Reflections of Love

Moments to Reflect
True Love

As I look up into the night sky, oh what a beautiful sight the stars shining are so bright. I think about my Lord and my heart swells and fills with so much joy that the Father of all has created such wonders in the heavens above. So much beauty, so much love.
This cause me to reflect upon my existence on this earth, why was I given birth, what is my purpose on this earth? These questions laid profoundly on my mind and brought tear to my eyes.

I got down on my knees and ask my Lord please explain it to me. From my heart came pouring out all of my thoughts along with all of my doubts.
To my lord I did say, what is it that you want from me, for I do the things that I do not want to do, and the things that I want to do, I cannot seem to do, why am I such a fool I feel like am doom?

What is wrong seems so right and doing what is right is so hard for me to do, am hurting so deep within all I want is this pain to end.
My life is filled with so many ups and down I cannot keep my feet on solid ground. I feel like am on a roller coaster and it headed hell bounded. I pray that this is not my fate it‘s Heaven’s gate that I seek and I pray that it not too late.

Then as the tears began to fall and my heart started to break; all of a sudden I felt this warm embraces. I have never in life expected such love, such comfort, or joy, and then suddenly all my pain was gone and I heard the angels singing a wonderful song. In my mind eye I could see my Lord and savior sitting on His throne looking at me.

He smile and said to me; life is worth living and this is why it was given, trials and tribulation are just part of the deal and I know that this is a bitter pill.
It in your nature to sin my child but this you can end if you walk in the light and let me come in. My yoke is easy and I make your burdens light so just ask me to forgive you of your sins for with me in your comer this fight you will win. 

Then you will be heaven bound and sin will never be able to hold you down. The guide if you decide to be at my side is written in my living words. Read them and heed them and satan will frown and you will no longer be hell bound.
Then the Lord said to me, I tell you this my little lamb,  I Am who I Am and I came into this world a long time ago, my Father sent me to earth to show His child the way. 
I became a living sacrifice and paid a debt that was not mine; so that you might find a way back home and be by my side. Rejoice; rejoice all is not lost, for I have paid the cost.

If you think that the star in the heavens are a wonderful sight; you now see what I see when I created thee. My love has no boundaries, it all for the asking if you put your faith in me. 

Trust in me with all of your heart and in this you will find the ultimate peace of mind. 
Bless you my little lamb your time was well spent praying to upon your knees. The seed has been planted and I will harvest the crops and separate the wheat from the weeds and cast them they into the lake of fire where them will suffer for all eternity. 
Having faith in me is well founded, Heaven or hell which will it be? Loving Me will set you free and guarantee you life for all eternity. This is true love that comes only from ME
the Reflections of LovePoetry


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To Anya

To Anya

Always wondering what you would look like and who you would be
A piece of me, an extension of my own life
I found it
The meaning of life
Your neck, powerful yet delicate
I never want to let you go 
Your smell, comforting and secure
Your innocent look at me, breaths life back into my day
Eyes that hide excitement and exploration 
Perfect. In every way
Your warmth, your winsomeness
I can't wait for the next smile, the next reliant look
I'm there for you
Always


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Haiku, Senryu and Tanka

ocean sounds
I pass a conch
from my ear to hers
 
monsoon dusk
the flood carrying
my shattered dreams


long rain
the homelessness
reopens the school


holding tight
to the hand of my child--
on the iPad
my mother talks and talks
of returning roles


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OTHER WORDS FOR LOVE

OTHER WORDS FOR LOVE

Like snow, there are other words for love,
That swirl and fall upon us.
One of them is daughter.
Another is father,
For when his beard is salt and pepper
And his voice the sound of cracking frost.

So what can I say that is newly fallen?
Not that I feel, but that I am, with you?
You are my teacher.
You show me where my care lies huddled,
Hiding from the cold.

Without doubt or trepidation,
I am never more certain of this Being we are Becoming,
Than when I remind you to tie your shoe,
Or wipe the chocolate from your face.
(Watch, keys and phone.)

My rag polishes your mirror and
Reflected in your shining face,
Are all the moments that are yet to come:
Birth, death and the swirl of illusion inbetween.

With all the certainty I will ever need that this world,
This world is a good world.
This life is a good life
Simply and precisely, because you are in it.


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Adults and Children

When I was a kid I could think of nothing but play
Now that I’m older worries keeps looming all the time

In my childhood I had faith
Today I have faith yet doubting

As a child I have love without questions in my mind
But now love is conditional

When I was a child I see the flowers in the funeral
Yet today the presence of the dead bugs my disturbed mind

When I was small things weren’t complicated at all
Now is a different thing with all the grown-up technicality

Friendship is easy back then
Now-a-days it’s getting harder everyday

I used to think life is ok
Then I realize life is full of misery

Children want to grow faster
Yet adult longed to pull back time

Solution is …………….
While young keep on growing in advance
Until you get older cease not being a child 2-7-07


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tale of two lovers forbidden love

                         (09/01/11)

A tale of two lovers who met when they were young
They got together just to have some fun.
Sparks started flying way beyond their control
They was so excited, so brave , so young , so bold.

They became lovers ( I’m sure you already guessed)
Bringing out emotions, bringing out their best.
It was a forbidden love for a pair who was so young
But they nurtured it, and soon it became as one.

A love story - like a Romeo and Juliet tale
Their love so strong, they knew it could not fail.
He was protective in more ways than one
For she was his life, she was the sun.

They knew there would be objections
By family and their friends, so they
Kept it quiet till the very end.

They continued with their schooling
And professions they both gained
And they knew from the beginning
Their loves would remain the same.

They now told everyone, and screamed it to the world
How they hid their love, like an oyster hides its pearl.
They got married and a child she did bear
And as the child grew up, this story she would share.


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When Darkness Wanes As Light, Ascends

Finishing life's rare found treat, at her Chinese restaurant's
All which one may eat with a bowl of neopolitan ice cream
Gazing upon neon tides, bright lights; Hong Kong in the night
An innocent baby girl of around five, pehaps native's child ? 
Beauty's eyes amid such their purity glancing at myself; curiosity...
Her waitress or his cooks daughter possibly waiting out another day
While I sit to enjoy the city scape never turning yet knowing she is there
Entering my mind these two whom twine; touching this Spirit escaping, the dead.
 


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A Cemetery's condo

Every morning, an overview of death’s tombstones is perched outside my window taunting 
and haunting me with the scent of a hollow kiss.  The worst case is not this thing called death 
but the abuse of love that my parents fill into my bruised soul, a child I am no more but I 
can still remember the time I cried as one and cried and cried until the face of a frustrated 
mother came to ease my pain, and her own unease mind.  Disorder clouded my mind but as 
a child I did not fully understand what these emotions where, for is a mother not there to 
ease her Childs pains, and is a mother not there also to ease her children’s emotional pains.  
I can vouch that my physical pain was eased but spiritually my emotions ran wild like a pack 
of wolfs searching for the hunter who wielded with him the ax grief.  I respect my parents 
like any child should, and I disobey them like any child shouldn’t, but what I feel towards 
them is different than disobedient and anger. It feels as if loath itself is creeping up into my 
heart then into my head like the words of a woman who clouds all sense of reasoning.  I 
laugh but I cannot truly feel happy even when they do try to appease me in the way I want 
to be appeased or so they do think for we never truly speak. I love them; I loathe them, for 
I am an outcast even amongst outcasts for they say they know pain but not all pain is 
physical for trauma has kissed and slept inside my heart but has it done the same in theirs 
also. I shall never know for trauma has chained us into the comfort of its hellish bed and 
sealed our lips like everything that is true in life. I am loath now, I am pain now, I am evil 
incarnate, but I am an evil whose pain and loath seek nothing but the comfort of peace. 
Every morning I wake, and an overview of death’s tombstones is perched outside my 
window taunting and haunting me with the scent of a hollow kiss and I wonder when is the 
day that I will fall prey under the temptation of its kiss. Death is literally around the corner 
for I live by a cemetery’s condo.


* Just a story but i have put SOME of my feelings and my own life experience in there.





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A Daydream

She stares lost, into the distance
far removed from the sounds of life.
Her book, she ignores, as she ponders
soft are her eyes as memories surface.

She starts as her hand hits the keys
then plays a few notes in remembrance.
Mundanely trying to fill up her time 
she waits, watching, her mind still lost.

Her heart is yearning for his presence
without him, she feels, oh so incomplete.
Soon now he should be returning home
she prays he will share her joyful news.

A small flutter inside her womb
signifies the start of new life.
Will he be happy or angry with her,
although this birth was not planned.

She knows he wanted to wait a bit
get a promotion or two at his work.
Yet the fates have decreed otherwise.
She hears the door and his footsteps.

He calls out her name as he enters
and pulls her into a loving embrace.
She stiffens in his arms, feeling scared,
then stammers to him, her life changing news

He goes as still as death itself, shocked,
walks away from her to pour a stiff drink. 
Then suddenly it hits him, they will be parents,
joyfully he holds her, asking when in excitement. 

About seven months time she softly whispers.
Her joy set alight with love for him and her unborn child. 
A boy, she hopes, just like his handsome father
and they celebrate together their happiness.

written 04/26/2014

contest A Daydream


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DAVION

Davion a name i thought years ago i would not be saying everyday
you came into our world as a dream an unreachable goal in thought in some other time frame.
Your eyes blue as the sky your smile as bright as the sun my love for you has grown my wants for you have become goals my life is different because of you.
your laugh calms my soul your kisses blown are my inspiration
Davion you are a gift that almost came with a price the loss of my wife.
but together her and i intend to make your world an imagination filled dream that only you can paint on the canvas of your life and we promise to be here to praise you, honor you, cherish you, and teach you everything we know you are our only son and we will love and cherish you as long as we both breath...


We love you Davion Micheal.


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casey anthony -cay lee

                                               (07/05/11)

She had been acquitted by a jury of her peers
Amongst anger, hatred, bitterness and fear.
95% of the public know in their hearts
That this child s life was torn apart.
Circumstantial evidence and hearsay
Helped this woman to get away.

Where is the justice for her little girl
A gem, a diamond, a beautiful pearl.
Claims that her daughter drowned in the pool
Making the jurors the biggest fools.


A search for chloroform on the internet
And it gets better yet.
Chloroform residue and duct tape
Found in the car- the same that was 
found on little  Cay lee.
2 plus 2 -that the jury could not see
Leaves this case a mystery.

So many questions and doubts in my mind
But she got away with it- she did fine.

                     CAY LEE
So these words are for the spirit of cay lee
May she finally find peace, love and harmony.

Cay lee is our child although short lived
But this world has a love for you
More than your mother could ever give.

You have captured the hearts of this nation
Amongst the bickering and devastation.
Lies have been told- and stories have been changed
While you laid in a cold covered grave.

Your beautiful face and beautiful smile
Will be with us for quite a while.
But you are one of GODS cherubs
No more living in fear or gloom.
You have such beautiful wings
For this is the first thing that the angels did bring.
 You can fly above the ground- and see all
The love as you look down.

Every heart has a place for you
And we will miss you - this much is true.
But you are now with GOD above
And you will have overflowing love.


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A Mothers Love?

How can a mother not hurt
when her child cries out in pain?
How can she turn and look away
when there's so much to be gained?

If only her heart would open
and let God show the way,
to happiness and love everlasting.
For this, I'll always pray.

Is it possible to just feel nothing
towards the child you gave away?
Please say there is at least a hope
that you will love me again some day.

When I look at my child I feel love.
I could never turn my back.
But you never felt that way towards me.
Is it something that I lack?


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Families: The Most Important Social Unit

Families are the most important social unit in existence on earth today.  For it is out of the 
family that every worker, teacher, preacher, agnostic, librarian, construction worker, mason, 
mayor, Senator, Congressman, President, World Leader, mothers, fathers, and yes, every 
man and woman who fills an occupation (or not) grow to be the individual that they are.

Families are important because the beginning of all feelings originate right there in the 
home.  A newborn child may feel the love and affection of adorning parents.  Or, if the 
parent is a drug addict or mentally challenged, the child will have a different experience, an 
unpleasant one that no child deserves.  We are what we choose.  And our choices teach the 
young ones. 

There are a myriad of variables that influence an individuals feelings of self-worth, good or 
bad.  The family is the place where love and care are learned and shared.  Anger 
management, good or bad, is taught by example.  Manners, good or bad are taught or not…it 
depends.  Everything that a man or woman becomes has its roots in the family.

So, given this, let us all work together as parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, grandparents, 
nieces, nephews, cousins, and even friends to become the best possible individuals within our 
families that we can.  Let each of us strive for peace in the heart, the home, the city, the 
nations, the world.  Because we are all God’s children.  And we deserve the best possible 
life.  A little bit of heaven on earth can happen if everyone does their part to live, love, 
forgive, and enjoy what God has given them.

Written for the Rambling Poet's Narrative Contest.
Copyright 2-8-10  © Dane Smith-Johnsen


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Daisies and the Way to Undress Summer.

“Dress me in daises,” I said, as if flowers could cover my skin in respectable ways, and
he smiled as my shoe boxes of paint tipped over, as the floor became art and the way I
walked towards him smeared my heart at his feet.


We captured laughter this way, drawing insensibilities in between us, and there was an
element of beauty in the grin of a child when it appeared to dance across his grown up
cheeks, an attraction to Peter Pan, and blond hair in the summer, as I thought I could
capture July...


The month used to sit beside my bed, fluttering night lights to save me from dreams, stars
danced in mason jars and fairytales were whispered beyond moonlight as I wrote them in my
dreams, as I watched seasons disappear into morning light.


I arrested kisses with a word and slipped them in my pockets, he commented on the rips
that always decorated the hems of my blue jeans, I played with the brown flowered
patches at me knees, I looked at him and told him my secrets, I whispered content beneath
the spring as we watched summer rise, as the sky became a canvas and I wished my hands
were more capable...


“Show me the way beyond you,” he requested, as my glance became puzzled, “Show me who you
are.”


He handed me a daisy, he told me to undress, I studied the petals as they fell to my feet,
my toes became blanketed...

and I walked towards him...


the decoration of spring mapping out my heart, and he smiled with a mouth that grinned
when he spoke my name, when he laughed in the fashion of a child and held me under
moonlight when spring faded and summer came.





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How will my son be smiling

How will my son be smiling?
Maybe, like you, my lovely.
Then his smile will be sunny.
Be my child ever shining.

How will my son be smiling?
Maybe, like me, his mother.
Then this smile will be cunning.
Be my child never crying.

How will my son be smiling?
I don`t know but my wish is
That my child be happy…
And a fruit of your kisses.


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A Mother's Love

     The depths of the oceans
     The heights of the mountains
cannot 
          aptly and vividly describe 
          what affection
     A mother has
          for her baby.

    Sweet crescendos
          of lullabies
    Bursts of staccato 
          sounds
    Splash of rondo 
          tunes
    She sings to salve
         his soul from moments
         of discomfort
    Gives him a hope 
         for life 
    And much happiness.

    Once born into this world
         of struggles
    Every child must
         survive it;
     He earnestly seeks
         for the warmth
         of a good mother.

    No one teaches
         a young one
    How to suck milk 
         from her mother’s breasts;
    Each newly born
         has some instincts
    This would assist his growth
         as he marches to face the 
challenges 
        of the coming days.

    None can however measure
        his mother’s express desire
    That her child should live to
         see her wildest dreams
         come into reality.

    Oh, what love a 
        mother has.


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JERSHON'S BIRTHDAY

Today is a Special Day As it is Jershon's birthday To Mama and the rest of the family It is a lucky day. No matter how busy the day would be We come and share our love The warmth of loving And the sweetness of sharing that count. This unforgettable get together Absolutely simple but a revival of spirit so lavish We know each one of us Has something in mind to shower. But the thought of affection Would be worth remembering As Jershon you are a Special Son and Angel We love you, kiss you and hug you! And each day we love you more May God blesses you always Truly this 27th day of the LOVE MONTH Is forever a very memorable and happy day. HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND WILL NEVER STOP LOVING YOU!
From the family


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THE CHILD IN ME

     THE CHILD IN ME
The child in me, still leading in my dance,
yet willing, after years of life's great stings,
still shines out of these eyes of circumstance,
no matter what in life, my living brings.

To smile from all I've done, my pride reveals
how much in love with living I have been,
and through it all, the best, how good it feels
to know the best is showing, now and then.

Perhaps I've loved too deeply for a friend,
but who are friends, without our love to share?
And so I let it show, without an end
much more than love, is really what is there.

The child in me, still smiles in my blue eyes,
more than you'll ever come to realize.

veebdosa
LOVE ME WHY? CONTEST


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Mother And Child

            Mother and Child

Nothing is more perfect than mother and child
Baby clings on mom’s neck secure in the facts of life
Mom snuggles there in gentle endless caresses
What could be sweeter than the warm milk
Poured out as nourishment and purity for baby
To spice the day as they play
The old house on the cliff keeps them happy
Their days are filled with looking out at the great sea
Watching the heavy waves lap on boulders just below them
The sound, like a somber lullaby, moves them off to sleep
To keep them grounded up above
Sometimes in Spring they dance hand in hand along the cliff
Being ever mindful not to slip
Taking their love one step at a time in humble trust
Mother and child are always sweet and kind


 


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Rose Child

Hold soft a rose, gently use,
For too harsh and it may bruise.
Compare a child to a supple red rose,
The petals fall easily with bitter blows.

A child will grow like a wild rose bares,
Thorns that prick, beliefs that no one cares.
Hold fast in truth, cruel words take root,
Like weeds in the garden soil and soot.

Spread uncontrollable unless cultivated with love,
Prayers for patience, and guidance above.
Remember though this blossoming child,
Isn't always so prickly, with tendences riled.

Their precious feelings get easily hurt,
When thoughtless words come out too curt.
Nurture a cherub's chubby cherry cheek,
They thrive in the love they'll seek.

Clouds will gather there can't always be sun,
Kind words bring a glow when the day is done.
Hold close this rose and cherish its beauty,
Each one to lovingly tend, a parents duty.

cultured with grace and gentle care
a rose has a fragrance to share
See as a child flourishes and grows,
Treated like a beauteous supple rose.


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Bonds

I was raised      in a prison of darkness
along walls of cement      have I groped
the hearts here      deep scarred and callous
no dreams of a child       had I hoped
 
Starved             for affection and famished
though surrounded by people           alone
sixty four rooms       I could roam in
but that place               was never a home
 
Just one more workhouse            to live in
my duties                   to serve and to clean
no pay                 for the labor was given
I was here to work         and be not seen
 
I could go days            with seeing no parents
went to school        and to work            and to bed
my breakfast                 was in my room coffee
the feral cat           entertained in the shed
 
This building                   has so many toilets
even the master                   one I must clean
I drop like a stone             in my bed at night
I sleep so deeply      to dead to dream
 
Though I live now this place            with my father
it's no different             than with strangers I slept
they too              used me like a work horse
their houses the places               I kept
 
Somewhere was lost to me             childhood
not a human            soul I could trust
I do not know love              it is fiction
as into this life        I was thrust
 
There were times       I wished mother successful
where in the peace            of death I would sleep
the pain of knowing                       I'm unwanted
was to much        for this child to keep
 
I suppose it's                this very reason
I recognize             the true face of Love
the nigh hundred people               I lived with
qualify not of that place         to be of
 
I've been exposed to violence              on children
and all their secrets           I can confide
recognize the damage                it does you
and those who these secrets           do hide
 
It is easy to remain lost here
where no true tracks            be seen on your road
where life             has not direction or guidance
and one is broken           by the weight of its load
 
But there are so many rooms           in this prison
and each every one          has its own trap
the master of death                 who has forged them
place these obstacles     in every path
 
So while your searching           for life and its answers
the only one worthy            to steadfastly teach
should exist       every day in your dealings
and your connections             from greatest to least
 
I'll not care about          the labor I give you
as long as love            my load is light
we will share         in living together
in our unity       we can delight
 
I learned               to take care of your body
but it takes two            for the care of the soul
I could live alone here             without you
but it's the sharing         that makes us whole...
 

COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Bronte Inspiration Part Three - Collaboration By 'JaDazzle'

TO FULLY UNDERSTAND THIS POEM PLEASE READ BRONTE INSPIRATION PARTS 1 AND 2 FIRST 


Our marriage has now been consummated
I’m so glad that you were patient and waited
Our passions for each other burns so strong
To find you my love, I have waited so long
Now I have discovered that I am with child
When I told you the news you smiled and smiled
It is a symbol of our true love
You truly were sent to me from heaven above

Discovering you has been such a joy
Unwrapping the layers like an excited school boy
You are an incredible lover but it is more than passion we share
With every beat of my heart, I feel you are there
So heavenly has been the news that you gave
Tears of happiness flow wave upon wave
Soon another baby will reside in Bronte country
What a wonderful mother you are going to be.
 
The time for my confinement is drawing near
My husband will be with me – I have nothing to fear
Finally the day arrives for the baby to be born
I hope he will be delivered before the break of dawn
Tenderly holding my hand you say you will always be there
Birth is an incredibly emotional act for two lovers to share
He mops my fevered brow and says he will always be mine
Finally the babe arrives – he looks like his father he’s so divine

Your husband gives thanks to god for I have been truly blessed
With a wonderful wife and a beautiful son at your breast.
I hold you close as our baby sleeps
Every day brings a new memory to keep
To love you forever must be my aim 
With much love we choose our first child's name
So many suggestions but we would rather
Name him Patrick after the Bronte's father.

28th April 2014
Written by JaDazzle – Jan Allison & Darren Watson

~Please see my blog posted today about 'JaDazzle' ~


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Untitled

I cried when you passed away
I still cry today
Although I loved you dearly
I couldn't make you stay
God broke my heart
to prove that he only takes the best
So he put me to the test
In order for me to blessed
Forever missing you LeSchea
We will be together soon.
Mommy Loves you.


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Value

A smile in a thought of a "forever" like this.
A dream from a star's one wish.
A love of a life from a fairy tale one told
To a child with an imagination worth a whole pot of gold.

Can you really put a value to something like this?
Like that feeling you get from your last first kiss?
Or the dreams that come true from a shooting star's wish?
There's no value worth more than all this.

A song from a night from a heart's first glance.
A sway from a dress from a love's first dance.
A rose from a thorn from a child's freedom.
A ring from a night from a tear from one.

Can you really put a value to a moment like this?
To a second in time so carefree as this?
To a heartbeat caused by pure peace and bliss?
To a child's eye lit by a shooting star and a wish?

Could you tell me what it's worth?
Or could you tell me which came first?
Was it hope for a future unknown,
Or happiness from the love that's shown?
Was it a dream from a fairy tale,
Or optimism after every fail?
Because the child that I've never seen
Is one without a single dream.

So tell me,
Can you really put a value to this?
To a first kiss?
A child's wish?
Pure bliss?
To this?
To this moment looking into your eyes?
To a fairy tale defined
By you and I.


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Life Feels Good

Wow life feels good so much has happened
 since i have been on here i have two kids know
 a boy and a girl i feel so alive!! I lost my kids to
 CPS in may 2012 because some stupid *****my 
husband was doing but since that time i have proving 
myself that i am a good mother that my kids do meaning the 
world to me we do make mistakes but tell me who out there 
does not whether we admit it or not we are human and we do 
make mistakes but u have to be mature and take responsibility
 for what u have done GOD gave me and my family a second chance 
 and am so glad that this happened not the way it did but it was a big
 wake up call to me and i do need to grow up i have too kids and god
 let me keep them i love them to death but wow life does feel good i 
learned to love and to see the good in people and i appreciate what 
CPS did i know people come and complain about them but honestly they 
are doing wat is best for the kids and if u want your kids back jump through
 the hoops life is short and if u didn't want kids them why did u bring them
 into this world??  they have no fault in any ones behavior they just want
 to be loved like god says i am lending you my children and take care of
 them for if not i will find out in the end when the heaven and the earth fall !!! 
but am so glad that i had this chance to change i love my life i love my family
 thanks good for letting me change !!


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True Love

Moments to Reflect
True Love

As I look up into the night sky, oh what a beautiful sight the stars shining are so bright. I think about my Lord and my heart swells and fills with so much joy that the Father of all has created such wonders in the heavens above. So much beauty, so much love.
This cause me to reflect upon my existence on this earth, why was I given birth, what is my purpose on this earth? These questions laid profoundly on my mind and brought tear to my eyes.

I got down on my knees and ask my Lord please explain it to me. From my heart came pouring out all of my thoughts along with all of my doubts.
To my lord I did say, what is it that you want from me, for I do the things that I do not want to do, and the things that I want to do, I cannot seem to do, why am I such a fool I feel like am doom?

What is wrong seems so right and doing what is right is so hard for me to do, am hurting so deep within all I want is this pain to end.
My life is filled with so many ups and down I cannot keep my feet on solid ground. I feel like am on a roller coaster and it headed hell bounded. I pray that this is not my fate it‘s Heaven’s gate that I seek and I pray that it not too late.

Then as the tears began to fall and my heart started to break; all of a sudden I felt this warm embraces. I have never in life expected such love, such comfort, or joy, and then suddenly all my pain was gone and I heard the angels singing a wonderful song. In my mind eye I could see my Lord and savior sitting on His throne looking at me.

He smile and said to me; life is worth living and this is why it was given, trials and tribulation are just part of the deal and I know that this is a bitter pill.
It in your nature to sin my child but this you can end if you walk in the light and let me come in. My yoke is easy and I make your burdens light so just ask me to forgive you of your sins for with me in your comer this fight you will win. 

Then you will be heaven bound and sin will never be able to hold you down. The guide if you decide to be at my side is written in my living words. Read them and heed them and satan will frown and you will no longer be hell bound.
Then the Lord said to me, I tell you this my little lamb,  I Am who I Am and I came into this world a long time ago, my Father sent me to earth to show His child the way. 
I became a living sacrifice and paid a debt that was not mine; so that you might find a way back home and be by my side. Rejoice; rejoice all is not lost, for I have paid the cost.

If you think that the star in the heavens are a wonderful sight; you now see what I see when I created thee. My love has no boundaries, it all for the asking if you put your faith in me. 

Trust in me with all of your heart and in this you will find the ultimate peace of mind. 
Bless you my little lamb your time was well spent praying to upon your knees. The seed has been planted and I will harvest the crops and separate the wheat from the weeds and cast them they into the lake of fire where them will suffer for all eternity. 
Having faith in me is well founded, Heaven or hell which will it be? Loving Me will set you free and guarantee you life for all eternity. This is true love that comes only from ME


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Child of Woe

Oh child of woe indeed - darker than the night,

What will it take for you to finally see the light?

The sacrifice was made - nailed to a rugged tree,

Thorns that pierced His brow, as He bled for you and me.


When tears have dimmed the eyes and your heart is rent in two,

You’ve wandered from the path and doubt what you should do,

The Redeemer’s name is JESUS, SON OF GOD above,

He feels your every sorrow and covers them in love!


Gray days will come to be when Satan steals your dreams,

And people you have trusted were not as they did seem,

Remember, there is JESUS, the one and faithful friend,

He will stand beside you always - until the very end!


So believe within your heart and ask the Savior in,

Trusting he will forgive you of each and every sin!

The child of woe will die, a child of grace will find life,

For there is no other way- but the SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST!


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The Full Circle

 
  
It was a new experience this thing called fatherhood,
But he would do his best, the very best he possibly could.
Starting out on an adventure of a lifetime,
Not knowing that one day he would look back on these memories to be so sublime.

Taking on life with a full head of steam,
And not wanting to wake up in fear this might all be just a dream.
They started out with nothing more than love and the clothes on their backs,
And the burning desire that would keep them together also kept them on track.

After their first child was born it seemed to breathe even more life into their love,
Although struggling they knew they were being guided by an unseen hand from above.
And they always gave thanks to the one that guided their path and lighted their way,
And the young couple were never ashamed to bow their heads and pray.

With each day that passed you could see the strength this young couple would show,
And you could feel the love and see it visibly grow.
She never went anywhere without asking him to come along,
It wasn’t that she was weak it was that their love was truly that strong.

Then one day it was as if by magic their child was fully grown,
And ready to start her own life and venture into the unknown.
But they knew they had done their job as best they could,
And now it was their little girls time to step up to the role of motherhood.

And life goes on!


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Why I Am Who I Am

I'm thankful for my mom and dad,
And the happy childhood that I had.
We didn't have so many toys
But there were lots of other joys.

Dad was a farmer planting seeds,
To provide us with our daily needs.
Mom planted too, the seeds of love,
Germinating from up above.

She taught us how to love each other
And have respect for one another.
We've kept those feelings still today,
Though childhood days are far away.

We went to church and Sunday School
Where we were taught the Golden Rule.
So many times our mama cried,
If we were bad or if we lied.

She didn't teach without regard 
That growing up is truly hard.
We loved her and wanted to be
As gentle and as kind as she.

My brothers never made me cry,
The four of them older than I.
My gentle dad taught them to be
Protectors of my sis and me.

A child who's raised with loving care
Is a happy child beyond compare.
She'll want to share the love she knew
And teach it to her children too.

What comes around will go around
And other happy children found.
And when a better world is had,
It all started with my mom and dad.



Won 2nd place


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Blink of an Eye

I may not know what it's like to have a child,
A miracle that makes the 9 months worth while.
I dont know if i can, But would like to have one someday,
That doesn't stop me from loving them all anyway.
They start off young and thats alright,
Best be careful.... They'll be grown in a blink of an eye.
Do your best to be apart of their lives, now and later on,
you dont want to look back and regret what should have been done.
I'm not telling you how to be a parent, oh no,
just a tip, though I would be the happiest in the world if I could have one of my own.
Starting to doubt that i'm able to, i dont know, Just tell them you love them and ask about their day,
Yes, i know it sounds cleche'
But you never know what could happen tonight,
Be there with what you can even a call... you ask "why?"
Cuz life is short and their grown,
with children of their own... 
in a blink of an eye.


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My unplaned Bump

You where unplaned
5 months from  now you be a bump
before I know it you'll be here 
I love you already 
You've made have been unplaned 
But you where the best bump
That could have ever happen to me 
I love you 
I can't wait until I can hold and kiss your little checks.
You've done got me warp around your little finger
You are my one and only 
Now I can't see myself without you.
You have your daddys eyes
And my smile 
All I want is the best for you
I love you 
My unplaned bump.
I can't wait until I see your face
Don't worry everything will be alright
I got everything planed for us.


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Grandmother tales ....

As a fairytale is read young girl dreams 
Through her life she ages through to woman 
Still she remembers word from word 
The tale her grandmother would tell 
As she fell upon her grandmothers arm 
Her dreams were so near
A love a moment of completeness
A beauty that covered each word that was told 
Her grandmother was wise as she said one day it would unfold
Young girls eyes as the stars slept with sparkles
Crystals of imaginative times spread across her mind
Now a woman she tells her child the same tale 
One grandmother said in all good time 
You will have your dreams pleased 
Like adoring stars you will be kissed 
A fairytale will begin 
Hear the angels above sing
Do not search as the tale will follow 
My dearset child as all dreams start from within 
Hold them close in your mind and let them love in your heart
They will find you as all fairytales are owned 
They are rejoined in time they will find you
As like the locket grandmother gave it is yours 
As a fairytale was sent cherish it and don't let go
Just like the tale your grandmother owned ....






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Don't grow up too soon...

Run around, fall down a lot,
play all day in your sandbox,
spill your milk and throw your peas,
say you'll only eat ice cream,
get a boo-boo, scuff your knees,
draw on walls and flush the keys,
throw a tantrum, cry and fight,
make dad plug in your night light.

All the boys and all the girls,
in all the countries of the world,
you're the future, this is true,
just don't grow up too soon.
yes, you're the future, this is true,
but mom and dad would really thank you,
to be a child many years through,
so please, don't you grow up too soon.

Horse around, get stung by bees,
pick up rocks and climb those trees,
take a step, than take one more,
time to go out and explore,
play with friends that don't exist,
make noises, speak gibberish,
cry if anything goes wrong,
when dad says no, go and ask mom.

All the boys and all the girls,
in all the countries of the world,
you're the future, this is true,
just don't grow up too soon.
yes, you're the future, this is true,
but mom and dad would really thank you,
to be a child many years through,
so please, don't you grow up too soon.


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Puppy Love

When I first saw your picture, my little ball of fluff; I loved you. He handed over the cash and I sold you my heart. You came to me without papers but it didn't matter -- you sealed the certificate with several loving licks. Each stroke made the happiness in my chest tick.

You were my baby and I'll always love you.

Knew I couldn't have kids and I wanted my first son to be Bentley; that's why it was first love when you met me. Bought you clothes and toys and the best munchies. Had to spoil my little man like it's supposed to be.

Whenever I'd get in fights you'd kiss away my tears. My friends missed my calls but my dog took away my fears. I'll miss my buddy; he was a girl's best friend. The closest thing an infertile young lady could get in the end.

I'll miss you.


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Swan Song, part I

Here I am
    Stranded between this and your goodbye.

    You,
Whose thatch is a-glow with fires of Beauty
  That burns my heart,
    unkempt and wild,
Sits atop a countenance borne of a thousand fantasies
  Of angels and fairies and their adorable air,
    That underneath the obvious purity
Lies some hidden childish naughtiness there.
  And though there have been wonder
    Like those seven shades that wipes the sky of its tears,
Or the earth blushing by the sun's appearance
  At dusk or dawn, as a lady does when meeting her lover,
    Or the sight of evening stars on a cloudless sky
Like jewels sparkling spread on velvet,
  None has stalled a heart 
    As your entrance to a scene;
As if pulchritude was conjured from adjectives
  To a breathing thing
    To which nothing has been of equal since.

Yet here I am
    Stranded between this and your goodbye.

Perhaps it has gone unnoticed
      At every opportune time,
   Irises have prayed to be blessed
To be reciprocated.
      And Heavens be thanked! Heavens be thanked
   When favor is given, that completes a day.
What more if engaged in a conversation
      Nay, more, fortunate enough to be bestowed
   With a couple of words
Such as a greeting, or a calling by name;
      Then I would be lost as a child would be in a jungle.
   Unnerved, devoid of the facility of expression,
Frozen as would be a dead tree in winter.

Yet here I am
    Stranded between this and your goodbye.

For every moment that we stood before each other
  Face to face, there dawns a discernment
    By this day and age
A dozen or so faces have come and gone;
  Faces that have caused the heart to prance wildly 
    To a rhythm unintentionally syncopated.
Faces that have shaped the perspective
  Of the panorama of future days.
    Faces that if they were modelling clay
And by some miracle were shaped to a single mold
  The outcome stood before me, face to face;
    Something I have never thought 
Even in the wildest imagination possible.
  Wild-eyed with wonder, a child witnessing the delicate
    Subtlety of a magician's handicraft.

I only wish I could have told you of these.

(continued)


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My First Love

My First love you are the reason I am alive. You are the reason I keep climbing 
the treacherous mountain of life. You have tenderly placed my bruised and torn 
heart in the palm of your hands.  You have been with me from the beginning. 
When all hope is lost when all my dreams are shattered.  There you always are 
waiting patiently and sensitively dancing your way into my heart.
 
When my heart feels like it’s been abandoned and my tears are swimming 
fiercely to reach the seashore of new hopes and dreams.
I suddenly am awaken like a new born child and for the first time I can see that 
you have always been there waiting for me and loving me unconditionally       

My innocence as a child was stolen but you gave it back to me by blessing me 
with a young heart and a very youthful appearance. So that by your grace I can 
bask in the beauty of youth without fear and scars.  

I have been betrayed by those close to my heart but you stepped in and blessed 
me with courage and strength and unveiled the beauty of my heart.

You have blessed me with the finest pearls, my children that shape my heart

You have shined your light in the fabrics of my heart and manifested compassion 
and covered in your blood, gently stepping in the fountains of the waters of life a 
rainbow of empathy made a home in my heart. 

You are my first love, you are the reason I am alive and my children the pearls 
that shape my heart.  I love you.

tropicalangel   







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I'll lend you

"I'll lend you for a little while, 
a child of mine" God said,
"for you to love the while she lives,
and mourn for when she's dead.

It may be two or three short years,
or twenty-two or three,
but will you, till I call her back,
take care of her for me?

She'll bring her charms to gladden you,
and should her stay be brief,
you'll have her lovely memories
as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise she will stay,
since all from earth return,
but there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.

I've looked the wide world over
in my search for teacher's true,
and from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.

Now will you give her all your love?
Nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to call,
to take her back again?"

God fancied he heard the parent's say,
"Dear Lord, thy will be done.
For all the joy the child shall bring,
the risk of grief I'll run.

I'll shelter her with tenderness,
I'll love her while I may, 
and for the happiness I've known
forever grateful I'll stay.

But should the angels call for her,
much sooner than I planned,
I'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
and try to understand." 


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A baby's smile

Can you describe a baby’s smile? Let me try:
 A breath of fresh air while the sewage tanks are drained;
 That momentary silence when gunshots fill the air;
 Cool palm oil on your tongue after your first crab curry;
 when you shut your eyes to stop incoming traffic glare;
 when a persistent cramp finally disappears;
 Taking off your blistering work shoes when the day is done.
 
The pureness of the lines, and the innocence written in an infant’s smile cast all my stress away.
 Unrestrained, untainted. The pure expression of appreciation that says: “Yes, you count”, “Thank you!”, “I love you” without uttering a word.
 Those 5 seconds where everything means so much more, where nothing else matters than how happy this human being is of the mutual expression of love, as you smile back.
 
(c)Nyonglema
 
 
 
In the comments, tell us what your baby’s smile is like to you….


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Another Miracle

Life surrounds us with miracles each and every day
Blinded are the people who don’t see the wonder display

A child who’s born with ten fingers and ten tiny perfect toes
A child who’s free from illness and healthy as he continually grows

A single mother struggling to ensure the ability to survive
Facing endless obstacles; her child’s health promotes her drive

A troubled lost soul in dire need, of a kind helping loving hand
His suicidal thoughts evaporate; a now vanished forever disband 

An atheist whose religion is filled with hatred and disbelief
As he takes his very last breath, the Lord’s love fills his voided grief

An elderly couple who’s family is misplaced and sadly out of touch
A homeless needy puppy who’s love has given them simply so much 

An abused neglected child dwelling inside a house of dead
Blessed is the hero who saves this child of dread

A once successful entrepreneur who’s lost everything he once had
Homeless in need of shelter, a “nobody” lends him a helping hand

Miracles are all around us, if we only take the time to truly see
That the next one in need of a miracle could surely be you or me

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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For Zach

The first three months he wasn't there,
his infant eyes would blankly stare,
his parents thought he couldn't see,
and wrestled with anxiety.

I guess his soul then chose to stay,
suddenly, he was there one day,
his eyes met mine, he smiled and cooed,
and woke each day in a joyous mood.

My God, what a precious child was he!
And, oh, I loved him desperately.
On every night, he was held and rocked,
and ancient stories he was taught.

He learned the songs both Swiss and Scot,
which stirred deep memories long forgot.
This dear child's soul was old and wise,
you could see it in his eyes.

Blond hair in ringlets, truth be told,
as if by magic, spun from gold.
This beloved child is all grown now,
the years flew past, I wonder how.

I long to do it all once more,
to hold the child I so adored,
I hold, instead, the memories,
of Alpine hikes and deep blue seas.

And white-sand walks on Siesta Key,
of life so safe and trouble-free.
I see the man this child's become,
full of pride for Zach, my son.

I know my life of helplessness
because of him's not meaningless.
He's such a gift to humanity,
this child who ran beside the sea.

And I am awed and humbled, too:
I was only born to give birth to you.
So all my years of pain and strife
were worth it all, to give you life.


©Danielle White


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Mum

A child is born in time of war 
Neglect of love to grow 
A child is born to live by strength  
And tough for her to show

To show a side is sometimes kept 
In behind her heart 
Like missing out on things not given 
A chance to be a part

A part of her development 
To show her gift to dance 
Tap away on stage perform 
For her there was no chance

Down the chain but not for her
She passed on to her girls
Dressed them up of costumes made 
Of sequins, lace and pearls

From child of beauty, adult same 
Raised three girls to heights 
Taught us self respect and worth 
Much the same our rights

The lesson learnt to care for all
Explained just like no other
In her eyes I've seen it said
To me this is my mother

A breath I take to write this poem 
Coz in my gloom be near
And rush upon my place she does 
To help remove my fear

Above my bed my black cloud fog
mum here close and giving 
Help me fade away the pain 
To love in her is living


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Grin and Bear It

We all have so many decisions in this world we must make 
But none of them, could ever cause such eternal heartache
None of them will ever push your soul so far away
Then the day that you delete your own Child's birthday

I like the color blue and maybe you like red
But this is a matter of what the Creator Himself has said
And if you choose to trample on such hollow ground
Then wonder not why with all other such evil you have found 

So worldly easy to relegate it to a choice
For you have never even heard that little baby's voice
Remember the other side and allow it speak to you
For satan has always lied and here you are giving him his due

Such a valuable prize stealing your soul in this way
Choosing not to see his wicked lies but you will one day
Oh trust me children are so very hard to raise
But that is just one more way that I can give God praise

Please reach out at this time for the Lord's Hand
He will give you the strength in helping you to understand
For the Lord understands knowing this won't be easy for you
But in God's all complete wisdom, He picked You!
 
Deuteronomy 30:19
I call heaven and earth to record this day against you, 
that I have sat before you life and death, blessing and cursing:
 therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live:


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A New Day Of Praise

The child set the wood against her raised chin
High up, to place the very last big piece
No less assured of her father's great praise
Than at anytime had ever she been
Wanting to fulfill his expectations
Of a child who was very brave and strong
But could not draw the water from deep well
For the rope was much to long__well deep
My father loved me so so much he did
He always came to my aide__ease my load
By telling me (my child) that's too heavy a load
As I drew that heavy water, each turn
Would get much harder_just in nick of time
There he would step by my side__reach for rope
Ease the strain, ease my load _my father_(my) guide
As the red sun rises, the birds chirp thank you Father for this day


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Give your life

27 November 07 8:15 am

Why do people love violence and evil?  
Why is revenge considered sweet?  
A child unknowing and innocent is laid at the saviors feet. 
 
Its little body abused and beaten its little bones 
are broken packed in a box and in a dumpster thrown 
its little life gone its body left cold 
Its name forgotten and its story left untold. 

The man that fell beside the road dead from alcohol abuse.  
Lost every thing he had and everything there was to loose
 as people either ignored him there or pointed at him and laughed
His life disappearing as quickly on they passed.

 A young mother who’s left with her child and the dad is nowhere about
 and shamed parents who selfishly threw them out.  
Cost of living growing higher and her with no skills 
turns to the streets for work so her pimp can get his pills. 

A family torn apart 
by mistakes and broken hearts, 
cries out to our heavenly father 
As lawyers push them ever harder

Mourn oh hearts ache and cry 
but don’t ever again question why, 
when you yourself can help someone in any little way. 
With just a little of your time or a little of your pay.

 Share what you have, use the grace you’ve been given
 only you can give the life you’ve been given.

Those that love their life shall lose it and those that give their life shall gain it.

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


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Her Hungering Demands

She, in natures bloom Pulsating lips now craving Hungering demands I to thee in loving call Creativity of two .


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Dear Mommy

Dear Mommy,
Why did you go away? Was I not as good as the white snow you blew was, my love for you 
not strong enough to help you pull thru? Stuck as the starving child wising to be loved. The 
drink was your friend to busy with to see a small little girl wishing to be that bottle so true. 
You left me mommy with these strangers so cold and bitter, each day born with a slap of the 
belt so few love letters. My sanity took from a girl so young, mommy you should of been 
there to shelter me from this storm. You came back mommy presents anew arms held out 
wide to receive something that this little child was denied. My love for you mommy is no 
more, with my sanity it walked out the door. No words you could say could ever fill the void 
of what i lost is what a mother, daughter bond that will never ever be reborn.


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My Promise To You

Threw thick and thin in sickness and health
I promise to be here for you side by side as
if I were your shadow like a silhouette of Love
you and the child you carry are my first priority
my child and my wife to be leaning towards a
life of happiness with a Love so strong that even
in the tragedy of Death we shall not part for so 
long I wondered...I wondered what was my true 
purpose for living giving up on life as the days 
passed by because the answer to my thought
seem'd to be unknown feeling like a lost cause
It wasn't until I met you when I realized my purpose
I was created to Love you and give you happiness
its as if I am a Knight in shining armor and you are
the Princess that I am so excited to rescue In 
mysterious ways I was slowly falling not
knowing unable to see the truth until I gained
the courage to express my feelings I thank
God for embracing me with an Angel and a
Blessing is it Destiny or Faith...does it matter
no my prayers have been answered and I
Promise to indulge you both with as much
Love I can possibly give in presents and absents


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Dear Depressed Girlfriend

Dear Depressed Girlfriend,


Herein lies the problem
You love a man whose afraid to 
love you back
You cry because you want to 
call him
But it's like walking miles 
around a never ending track

You have tried so hard to be 
loved
Maybe this is a sign
God has has heard your 
prayers from above
You say, "God, when will he be 
mine?"

Trust me, the day will come
When you find the perfect man
Love will blind you with the 
power of the sun
But for now, focus on your 
family while you can

Your children are getting older 
every day
And eventually, they will be 
gone
So hug them tight, don't ever 
slip away
And forget about this foolish 
man and move on

You've been with him for three 
months. Man, what a waste
He'll call you back someday
Hang up the phone and slam 
the door in his face
Find you a real man, who will 
never walk away

XOXO,
Agony Aunt


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Parents' Prayer

Lord several years ago we came to you in prayer
Thanking you for binding us together in your care
You knew how much we wanted a brand new life to love
And so you granted to us this blessing from above
When this child came into our lives we gave him back to you
We promised with your help we'd do all we could do
To raise this child and teach him about your love and grace
And you would always give him your strength to run the race
But along the way he got lost and couldn't find his way
Now we come before you once again today
Humbled in your presence please hear us as we pray
Please once again remind him although he has sinned
You're waiting there with open arms to welcome him back in
And Lord while you're at it would you remind him too
When he came into our lives we gave him back to you
Thank you Lord for hearing us and in your name we pray
Very soon we all will have a great reunion day - Amen


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A Prayer

I can sit inside my room for hours
and just think about the wrong i've done
I can sit and just hate myself 
or regret doing whats all ready been done
staring at the wall 
knowing i cant redo my sins
all thats left is for me to pray
I get down on my knees 
I cry Jesus please forgive me 
and listen to what i'm about to say 
"Jesus I love you 
and i know you love me to 
I cant take this no more
I've done so much wrong 
and I dont know what to do "
he replies to me 
"My child  you cry to me for help 
but yet you've done no wrong 
for all you've done is served me 
and sang me glorious songs
its the people all around you
that make you think this way 
but child just pray for them 
I will  listen to what they have to say 
and for you my child
keep your walk with me 
for I can do great things in  your life
I can set you free"


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Within

It comes on so fast like a torid rain
These feelings of weakness and unforgiving pain
To keep them at bay, what can one do
Someone give me an answer, or just a clue
Sit and stare, and just stay out of the way
Too many questions, the familiar:are you okay?
Inside, my heart continues to tear
The constant reminder that nobody will care


Breathe in and breathe out, it appears okay
It's night time now, made it through the day
Sleep comes hard, the thoughts are way too much
Racing and streaming the mind seems out of touch
Inside, my heart continues to tear
The constant reminder that few will care


Waking up for another great morning
Not being able to hide, there's little warning
The flood of feelings pour from within
When will this end, so my life can begin
A life of no pain, or just no saddness
Who can help to stop the maddness
Inside, my heart continues to tear
Surely there's someone who'll care






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never known

hollow on the inside
my dreams in my head
my thoughts on the outside
gone from reality
lost from existince
my dreams so warm
my thought's  are worn
from what reality has ripped and torn
my future my world
my life my passion
ripped from you
what did i do?
neither of you 
will see this threw
my baby i wish this wasnt true.
taken for granted
smiles and little thoughts
no one gave you anything
but pain before this world.
i wish you could have breathed
i wish you could have loved
but maybe 
the same would happen to you
ill take the blame
ill take the sin
your still alive 
but not of this world.


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Babies and Kids Struggles

Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we would cry, little hands could not grab anything that lye.
We had help to hold our bottles and we felt so helpless in our everyday struggles.
Our eyes did not open till the time that we were able we saw everything huge in size.
It made our heart throb fast and nothing made sense for all the words were gurgles.
The little ears we had we did stress with sound so loud and so unknown made us cry.
The fathers and mothers with kind word almost calmed us while they whispered.
They held us with fear, we had fear just knowing that we could not handle stress alone.
We grabbed things and we just wanted to hear the heart beat of our mom and dad.
That was the only thing in our minds that made us calm and glad.
The first touch of rough skin and strong hands were most comforting, yet scary at once.
Trust gradually grew when whipped our mess and hind ends, which were still scary.
To the large people out there the mind of a child is so simple but they still struggle.
They still need food, love and security that is all they need to grow.
To their lives is what they cling and no one is there to protect them from sorrow.
There are less fortunate kids that never get to hear their mothers and fathers hearts.
They soon empathize with everything around them with an emotion that struggles.
When sleeping on our own we cannot defend ourselves so we have fears.
That's why we cry nightly to sigh relief, we get exhausted and we run out of tears.
Remember the times you seen a child fall down their first step or bump into things.
It is scary when knowledge is lacking and get into things, which are a signs of struggles.
Children is future, it is nice to just watch them study, play and learn who they are.
Babies and Kids smiling, playing loud, and just sitting, they are still people they struggle. 


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Universal Children

A child I am, a child of love
Seeking my universal home
Seeking the creator of my being
Building my faith and courage 
Love, my foundation
My spirit, navigating me 
To where I originate from


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Mothers Love

This poem was my son's favorite. My son was mowed down by a Coach USA Bus driver operating a NJ Transit bus Wednesday July 18, 2012. The bus was speeding as his back wheel jumped the handicap curb dragged my son 50 to 100 feet to his death. The bus was not charged with his death. He was set free. I am fighting for justice for my son Deshon Johnson. You can Google his name Deshon Johnson's petition on change.org. 

I like to dedicate this poem to my only child Deshon Johnson.


Mother’s Love

Draped in my affection safe and sound
protecting you from things that might
get you down.

Hurling through life’s obstacles may be tough 
to get around, but my maternal spiritual guidance 
will not leave you confound.
It will build you words of wisdom 
that will be profound, it will help you get out of 
any negative rebounds.
 
My prayers of peace 
will resound through your soul 
and stay.
So take my heartfelt expressions 
and treasure them every day.

Then you will see my advice 
would not lead you astray.
You are a precious gift from the heavenly sky 
and my unconditional love for you 
will never die.

When you live your life 
on trial and error, keep in mind 
my motherly devotion for you is forever.


No matter what, I will always be here for you with 
my eternal love, regardless; if I am on earth or in the
 heavens above.


To: Deshon 

With Love, from your mother! 


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His Child

I’m a child in heart 
I’m sensitive,
So don’t misuse it

I’m God’s special child
I need to respect 
My zealous Father

I need to honor Him
With my young heart,
I pray for freedom

How awesome are Your deeds? 

Relieve my heart’s ache
Help me escape 
From the darkened pit

I can be active
And beat that race 
I’m on God’s good side 
God’s mercy 
Aids me in times of trouble 

I appreciate His consideration 
He fulfills me with elation


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Puzzle Man

            Puzzle Man

Sex is sex with connections
According to “them”, chemistry plays a part
There are a lot of ins and outs, ups and downs with coitus
It has been suggested certain parts are needed for functionality
Utilization of external & internal parts might be required
Facts of life in accordance with birds and bees philosophy

“They” say it’s all about relations, (perhaps aided by vibrators or vibrations)
There are 3 kinds of sex;
1.)	Playing by oneself with one self
2.)	Sex between 2 persons
3.)	Orgies? Or morgies? Or mortgages?  (ménage a trios might fit this 
category) 
I’m confused about mortgages and it does not sound like fun
Then there’s sex with animals but that’s just wrong    
  
Commitment plays another part, free will with honor, monogamy
Other people pay for it. (Don’t get lost. Stay focused.  We’re talking sex.)
                      A business transaction, that comes with or without diseases

Trying not to be litigious
“They” also say other things regarding human beings and sex
Compatibility, social, economic, religious components weigh in

All is well with puzzle man….if he has a home, a job, a car
The car, as far as we know, always trumps a bike when dating
Competition is healthy in relations “they” say 

Parties involved in coitus know
Sex doesn't happen on its own
One must be properly lubricated and maintained 
Like an auto or chu chu train
I imagine it must be like a banana penetrating a donut
Not a savory sight
Again…. You need a home, or shopping cart, or car
Even up in a tree will do if you’re in the mood
To be accomplished
Reading books on what parts fit with other parts is desirable
They say the most important thing about such things is love
I wouldn't know about such things
It’s all a puzzle to a little man like me 
I only have a bicycle you see so sex is out of the question
Also, I’m only 3
Mother is about to bathe me
She had better keep her hands to herself
I want to figure these things out alone and by myself
  


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Beautiful child

from mom to dad from my lord god
you create me 
when you saw , you saw a precious child
a child of god with so much charm 
the gift is so real it made her cry
her laughter made it the most of all
and with in and with out they saw a beautiful child sent from god


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His Story

In a nutshell, here’s the story
Of this Guy and she who bore He
On the surface this description
Reads a lot like science fiction
When a young girl gets a visit
From a being – human isn’t
He tells her that she’s now with child
Though she’s never “Girls Gone Wild”
No, this girl with virgin bod
Hears she’ll have the son of God
And then this being finds this gent
Tells the story – gets his consent
They marry and go on this trip
The child is born, the heavens rip
The beings sing out “Peace on Earth”
And all rejoice then at this birth
The child grows up a normal kid
Doing things that all kids did
But when the kid becomes a man
He carries our his Father’s plan
He heals the sick; makes blind men see
The lame to walk; cures leprosy
Says his power’s from above
Tells them of his Father’s love
Asks them all to love their brothers
And worship God and have no others
Tells them of eternal days
If only they will change their ways
But he upsets the powers that be
They beat him; nail him to a tree
He dies; they put him in the ground
But three days later He is found
Back alive just like he said
Although he died – no longer dead
He said that this fulfilled the plan
That His Father had for man
He asked his friends to carry on
Then rose to heaven and was gone
He said he would return one day
To take us all to God His way
And all his friends then told his story
Of God’s love and His son’s glory

I fear that this, my poor depiction
Came across like science fiction
When in fact the story’s true
The Son of God came here for you
He lived; he died there on the cross
So that all life was not a loss
So sins could then all be forgiven
For all the dead or not yet livin’
He dies to unlock heaven’s gate
For all who love and give up hate
He lived and dies so we could see
The promise of eternity
And how through Him we can achieve
If we love – if we believe
That Jesus Christ – this peaceful lamb
Is one - the same - the Great I Am
That through Him we can rise above
And bask in the glory of God’s love
And all these blessings you’ll receive
If you in truth say you believe

Mdailey	5/23/11
This came to me at 3 AM - I grabbed paper and pen and started writing by the night 
light.  I was done at 4 and was then able to go back to sleep.  Hope it finds you in a 
receptive mood.



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Mamma Bear Will Dry All Your Tears

Gently I am rocking you
In my arms to help you through
The sadness and pain you feel
Wishing that I could just peel
The torture away and see
You smiling so happily
The tears rolling down your face
Shows what an unhappy place
You have been in for a while
I just want to see you smile
Helping my child so sweet
Get back on her little feet
I don't care how long it takes
This mamma bears gonna make
Your cute smile shine once more
Sparkle like never before
Little one please let me know
What happened to stop the flow
Of happiness in your heart
So I can help make it start
Light up with the brightness of 
Mommy's care and special love


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come home my child

Come home my child
for my Love for you I can not hide
Come home my child 
for to you my arms are open wide
I am sorry if somehow we have not been able to stay in touch
but you can be assured that I Love you very very much
Come home my child
you are the apple of my eye
you mean everything to me
and that's the way it will always be
Come home my child
I'll welcome you no matter what you say or do
come home my child 
my Love will always be here for you 
I understand if you need to take a little more time
for in my heart you'll always be mine.

How much parents dote on their children and Love them so much, We are all Gods' children 
and he Loves' us more than anything, he waits for us to return home just like any Loving 
parent does, he waits with his arms open wide, his door will never be closed when you knock 
he will answer, to all Gods' Lost children everywhere he truly Loves you and he will always 
care, Just call on him and he will be there.  God bless you all from Diane.


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My Little Angel's

A child you feel growing inside
Only a mother can feel this pride

You see a miracle before your eyes
And get to hold him for the very first time

Watch them grow and learn new things
Your hand they held now letting go

As they need to explore the world on their own
All you can do is be there 

Even though you think to yourself
Are they ready for this?

Really it's just you not ready to let go
Always remember I will still be right here

A mother's love is forever
My child of mine

Spread your wings and fly
I will do my best not to cry


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For My Mother

She knows that I love her
I always put her above the rest
I can't be without her
She means so much
Too much to me
I call her mommy
She gave birth to me
She gave me life
She's has given me
Everything I could ever need
& more
I appreciate all the little things
Don't leave earth without me
Always in my heart
I will love you forever
I know sometimes I can be a pain
But that doesn't mean I don't love you
Or love you any less
I owe you so much
I can never repay you
But I start everyday
By saying I Love You


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Remove Your Blinders

No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning

Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking 
Every heartbeat has purpose

Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?

I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
Believe me

No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die

Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene 
Open your eyes wide 
We are that change


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MOTHER TO MOTHER

I know that you only want what is best for your child.
I know this because I only want the best for all of mine.
I know you know that the best does not always consist of full filling their wants but it 
requires full filling their needs.
I know this because I can't always full fill every wants, though I may want to, but their 
needs are meet daily.
I know you want to see your child happy.
I know this because I love to see my children happy.
It brings my heart such joy to see my children at play, laughing, running and just being 
children.
I know you do your best to provide for your child.
I know this because of the things I have done for my children, which those things haven't 
always been easy.
I know why you do the things you do for your child.
I know this because, I too am a mother, and there is no greater love than a mother's love.
This is why, you and I do the things we do for our children.
We are mothers and there is no greater love than a mother's love.
I do understand and I do know what it is to want the best and want to see your child do 
well.
I love to see my children succeed and meet the goals that have been set for them.
Children are truly a blessing, although sometimes you may have to go through pain to get 
to the blessing.
I know there is no greater love than a mother's love.
I know this because I am a mother.


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POW - MIA

POW – MIA


Grandma, when Grandpa went to Vietnam
And left you at home alone
Did you ever think he wouldn't return
And be forever gone

No, dear I thought he'd be back
And never leave again
But that crazy war in Vietnam
Was one we couldn't win

Well, Grandma, where is he now
Is he still fighting the war
Will he ever come home to be with us
Why did he go so far

My child your Grandpa had to go 
And fight for freedom's sake
But he won't be coming home again
And that's so hard to take

But Grandma, if he's not coming home
Why did he have to stay
I'd like to see Grandpa again
So he and I could play

Well, son I'm sorry to tell you this
There is no other way
Your Grandpa may be a prisoner of war
Or what the Army calls MIA

Well, why is he in prison
Did he commit a crime
I don't understand, Grandma
It's been a long, long time

Yes, dear, you're right, it's been so very long
Since Grandpa went away
But all the love he gave to us
Is with us every day

You're right Grandma
He really did love us all
He had to go to Vietnam
To answer his country's call

My child you are so very wise
And one day you'll understand
Your Grandpa had to go and fight
For the freedom of our land

Grandma, I love you so
And I'll never go away
I won't leave you home alone
Home is where I'll stay

Thank you dear, that's very kind
But Grandma will be alright
I love you too
God is my guiding light

He's my light too, just like Grandpa said
He's always by our side
He helps us every day
And dries the tears we've cried


	Curtis Moorman
	June 17, 2011


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human lust- human desire

            
If beauty is only skin deep as they say
Into your body I would find a way.
I would pull out the beauties that 
you have locked up inside
Beauties that you try to hide.

You would be the bread and I would be the jam
And I would cover you every way I can.
I would be on you like white on rice
And do everything nasty, but nice.

I would love you from the bottom 
of your feet to the top of your head
You’d be so worn out, you would think
That you was dead.
Lovemaking can be vulgar or as beautiful as can be
It will bring you to a point of ecstasy.
The excitement will make your body sweat
Better than that it can’t get.

Human lust- human desire
There is only one thing that 
Can put out this fire.
To fill that crave- to fill that need
Until you drop that little seed.
And when that happens a child is conceived.

A child is born because of this desire
And then it ignites another fire.
A fire to protect this child so rare
Now that you have it with someone to share.


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My Unsung Hero

My Unsung Hero

O' so tiny, a son born at twenty-four ounces
 now laughter rings, as on my knee he bounces
Fought, such a fighter for sweet life was he
 precious fruit from our great Love Tree!

I held him as breast milk he was gravity fed
 still we remember all those tears we shed
Ninety days in the hospital he stayed to heal
 now watch him sing, laugh and loudly squeal!

Seven long years he has been healing now
 a miracle granted when we pray and bow
Relief as more weight is all he now needs
 thank God for his life , joy that it seeds!

Our son, a brave fighter that fought to make it!
A miracle gifted , a blessing , happily we take it!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-29-2014

Carol Eastman's, "Unsung Hero Contest"

Note: Based upon the premature birth of our son Justin at just 24 ounces
 and his 3 months in hospital , coming home at only three and a half pounds.
Two operations later and 4 years on an urinary reflux antibiotic he has now 
made it to seven years old!!!!
God heals and blesses.. 


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Love, Angel Mother

I have yet to give birth to you, my love.
In my heart I have you now, my angel.
God will bless me so as your earth mother.

God help me to be the most caring mother;
To clothe you with the loveliest of love;
For the most beautiful earthen angel.

These eyes, mesmerized by you, my angel;
Gentle eyes of an  enamored mother,
Speaking of  the most magnificent love -

It says, “Do His will”. Love, Angel Mother.


7/16/14


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Rest and sleep

Rest and sleep upon her breast 
And breathe those soft and murmuring sighs. 
The childhood days are ephemeral 
And time corrupts the innocent. 
But now just lay your head 
In arms that lullaby. 
Tonight we block those mortal thoughts 
To shield you from mortality. 

Long the watchman watches, 
The slow decline. 
Of lovers clinging to each other 
And hope is lost. 
The grave and sordid sorrows of goodbye 
The abstract thoughts that herald the dying light 
Which reaps the harvests of confusion, 
To lead us to finality. 

Sermons ringing like the dead mans knell, 
Of hopes betrayed and nothing gained, 
Foretelling miseries and, of hell, 
Where preachers tell of certainty 
And weigh the costs upon the scales. 
To lay the blame; but tonight 
No thought of blame but gentle words 
To sooth your cries. 

Ah my child, 
Let not the winds of life 
Blow round your dreams, 
But hold on fast ere all hopes die 
And at the dawning hour, the mortal cries of men 
That drag us down be cast aside 
And cradle gently in her arms 
To sleep, where love abides.


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Sex Sacrifice

People have sex everyday.
People have sex in everyway.
People have sex everywhere.
Then people make choices that are never fair,
After they have sex something arises.
Then it turns into a sex crisis.
They should just simply call it "Sex Sacrifices".
People are quick to have sex while dating.
Instead of waiting.
Leaving them with a child seed.
Waiting to be concieved.
But in awe this you cannot believe.
Now you begin thinking there will now be two mouths to feed.
And maybe God's words you should of heed.
Should this child be born maybe,
I can get abortion, or in other words just kill this baby!
Is this murder I don't know?
But this child cannot and will not be able to grow.
Becuase I'm not ready yet.
I just wanted to get a little wet.
Now I'm in a predictament.
Because I just wanted to experiment,
With fire.
I thought I would not get burned.
I guess this is the lesson I needed to learn.
I guess this is the punishment I must now deserve.
What should I tell my mother?
I can't even say I may love.
Because it was just sex to someone not even my lover.
I didn't expect him to break the rubber!
I don't know what kind of father he will even be!
how will he be there for my son,
if I don't even know if he will be here tomorrow with me!
I barely knew this man.
Honestly it was suppose to be a one night stand!
This has really threw a damper on on my life's plans.
What should I do!
My mind is very distorted!

A few days later she got the child aborted.

To tell you the truth that was the ultimate price.
Because after the procedure,
she was unable to give any more life!
I guess she was willing for something to die,
and for life to treat her unice!

I guess she was prepared for this 
SEX SACRIFICE!


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The Cycle Lives On

A girl child is born given life brand new
To a mother so proud and a daddy too
Elsewhere mother gives a baby boy life
Daddy's not there he's at home with his wife
One day daddy's gone Baby girl wonders why
Baby boy hides his hunger so mommy don't cry
One mommy works from morning into the night
The other works streets sleeping thru daylight
Each mother making the best of her situation
Children denied mothers love and appreciation
Each child raise themselves all, alone
Kids with no childhood forced to be grown
A two parent love they'll never get to learn
15 years old to each others they will turn
Not knowing true love thinking theirs real
Only both parents love they sought to fulfill
A mother gives a girl life as they do a son
They're but babies, at 15 innocence gone
Reality of broken homes, the cycle lives on



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bright light

the wick is gently 
lit
the flame staggers
at first
then stands up
straight
reaching up
fully bright

the wax wanes
the flame sputters
the wick disappears
leaving a lasting
memory
of the bright light


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Never forget about me

As the days turn to years and the now becomes the then of the past
I watch you blossom and become the person you were always meant to be
My head spins as i think of our life and realize its all gone much to fast
The babe I once held no longer seems to truly even need me
 
Have I done what was right have i stumbled or failed
Did I nuture the soul of this free thinking human being
Some days I miss the way you would cry the sound you once wailed
the memorys that had been so strong are now spotty and fleeting

I wonder if you'll ever know what you meant to me how hard i tried
now a days you wont talk to me we used to be best friends
I was there when you laughed when you screamed and cried
A cold teenage shoulder cant be the way this ends

Even now I think i need you more than you ever needed me
Without your life i would not know what it means to live
Someday you'll find out just how i did then i know you'll see
love is not something you take its a gift you must give

All the times i thought i couldn't be the person I had to become
A father a teacher a man just struggling to do what seems right
All the trials ups and downs i don't how i didn't break and succumb
A child myself when i first saw your eyes on that frightening night

You taught me so much did i give you the lessons to find your way
Did i strengthen your soul enough for you to conquer your fear
I know its time for you to go but something inside says wait please stay
I know your not my babe any longer but ill always want you so close and so near

As we say goodbye i realize now you've been my strength and my rock
It was you not I that brought this love free of blame no condition
May life be kind to you but call me sometime i need to just talk
you changed my heart my life my soul iv e been wrong by my own admission

You are the best of everything in me A testament to life a promise of love
I'm am you but you are not me i hope you find happiness and a way to be free
My precious child my sweet gift from above
I love you so much please before you leave sware you'll never forget about me


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I Did It All For You

I dreamed one night not long ago Jesus knelt beside my bed - I could tell He had been 
crying  - His eyes were very red - He said "My child I know sometimes you really don't feel 
loved - But I'm here to remind you why I left My throne above - I did it all for you My child - 
I didn't hesitate - Even though I bore much pain My love for you was great - If you had been 
the only one living on the earth - I still would have died for you - That's how much you're 
worth - Can I tell you something - I didn't want to die - I even asked the Father to let the cup 
pass by - But I submitted to God's will because I love you so - I hold you firmly in My hand - 
I'll never let you go.


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the kingdom

the kingdom

verse) soaring high in the sky is the lord he is looking from his
throne and into the world. love, compassion reigns threw the valley's
for he is looking for his people to come to his castle. o'glorious o
illuminating god let your golden light surround me!

(chorus) kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love this flight
kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love jesus and all his might
i wander about he is my light. i am his child and he knows that
water fills his chalice and over flows just like his love i know
he loves me so.i walk with him to his heavenly castle hand 'n hand he
smiles and show me my plan


(verse) waterfalls splashing gardens with beautiful flowers i hear the
childrens laughter reign all around me. this is heaven this is heaven
eagles soaring and lions grazing i see i feel the love around me. the
lord guides me and he always will.


(chorus) kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love this flight
kingdom bright bright oh so bright i love jesus and all his might
i wander about he is my light i am his child and he know that
water fills his chalice and over flows just like his love i know
he loves me so i walk with him to his heavenly castle hand 'n hand he
smiles and shows me my plan.

(verse)my kingdom is the heaven of the creators (god's) arm all are
welcome into the kingdom, just knock and you shall be received . the
father has many mansions one for you and me. the angels sing oceans and
lakes forrests and trees he loves them too like you and me.


(verse) the angels play the trumpet as you walk threw the pearly gates
you  see a rainbow and a smile on god's face you get a new body and get
to see your friends but the greatest part of all is this is the end. no
more worrying, no more  suffering you will  be happy  within god's hands.
heaven is a wonderful place  for you and me!

copyrighted  by penny lapsley 2008


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Its Not to late For Change contest

If it was 1942 
Relationships would carry substantial views
Since about 1983 
Things have changed drastically

Backwards, zig- zaged, upside-down 
Destroyed traditions have become muted sound
Men are getting milk for free
While feasting on all the meat they can eat
They have no reason to buy the cow or compliment it with a vow

Trying out the goods before paying full price
A generation who hears the word marriage and thinks twice
I’d have to blame it on the 60's babies 
They started getting divorced and made everything crazy

Now what sense is it to have a child and than move in?
Not to mention it’s a biblical sin
God’s word never changed His people suddenly did
He wanted parents to be married when they had a kid

They use to ship a girl away that got pregnant before she began to show
Now there are many men that pick up and just go
We are in an age that is afraid to fully commit
Yet we have no problem doing everything else with charm and wit
The results of this lifestyle has caused nothing but chaos and pain
How many people go to court for child support every day and are in need of financial gain

Let’s not forget the teens that have followed in this lead
They meet some teenage boy and think that love means having his seed
Children are raising children while young adults are living together before its time
What’s the point of marriage if you have already drank the whole bottle of wine

If you think this is normal or that marriage is for the lame
Wait another 20 years and watch how damaged and filled with shame
Our future children will wonder why no one stays together for long
They will write it in poems and sing it in their songs

It was not just a religious belief it was the right thing to do
Fall in love get married then have a baby or two
Women are wasting their lives with a man for years
 If you live together and aren’t married he will end up bringing you to tears

And if you do get married what is there to look forward to, tax right offs I suppose
Because by the time you have married you have formed thorns around your precious rose
There were no talk shows featuring “you are not the father” back then
People had one partner until the very end

Let’s not forget about the problem with STD's
They run ramped like birds in vibrant trees
Before long people will have to carry a safety card
To prove their privates aren’t strangely scarred
All avoidable, yet it keeps getting worse
When will we wake up and finally hit reverse?



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I Did It All For You

I dreamed one night not long ago Jesus knelt beside my bed - I could tell He had been 
crying  - His eyes were very red - He said "My child I know sometimes you really don't feel 
loved - But I'm here to remind you why I left My throne above - I did it all for you My child - 
I didn't hesitate - Even though I bore much pain My love for you was great - If you had been 
the only one living on the earth - I still would have died for you - That's how much you're 
worth - Can I tell you something - I didn't want to die - I even asked the Father to let the cup 
pass by - But I submitted to God's will because I love you so - I hold you firmly in My hand - 
I'll never let you go.


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Nobody Ever Will

Slammed the door
Don't know what I wait on you for
What else should I expect
Fire always burns out fast when you don't take it slow
Just don't tell me what I secretly know

I am anything you make me
But I'm the one piecing myself back together cause you break me
A thousand seconds, a thousand tears
Somebody tell me why I'm still here

Please don't tell me what I secretly know
I'm just your second best girl
Poster child of the heartbreak show
I'm your late night call girl
You know it
Pick up the phone
Ring me and I answer
At your command I'm on demand
Doesn't matter what I feel inside
I never have to heart to hang up
Please don't tell me what I secretly know
I'm just your second best girl
Poster child of the heartbreak show
I'm your late night call girl
You know it 

I wish I could be your full time girl
With no stop and go
If I had my way 
I'd say the sun shall never set on our day
Cause we'd always be go
The things that never could be 
Those are the things that should be

Please don't tell me what I secretly know
I'll never be the one
You don't love me 
You just want fun
Please don't tell me what I secretly know
Cause if the words never come from your lips I've got hope 
That one day I'll be wrong
You're my last hope
If I can't get you to love me
Nobody ever will
And nobody ever will love you like I do
Out in the open, it's all true

Please don't tell me what I secretly know
I'm just your second best girl
Poster child of the heartbreak show
I'm your late night call girl
You know it


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STILL I CRY

Still I cry since the day you died. I often ask myself WHY? Why did you die, Why did you leave me here all alone to cry. I cry all day and I cry all night oh dear LORD that not right. My heart is broken and my heart is SAD there is so much anger in my life it makes me MAD. Your death has made me STAND STRONG and fight for the INJUSTICE that did you wrong. For each life that I save that will be a ROSE placed your grave to let everyone know YOUR LIFE COULD have been SAVED. Still I cry under GOD’S watchful eye and I hope THAT other PARENT don’t have to ask the question WHY like I. With every breath that I take and every tear that I cry I will always LOVE you and everyone will know WHY. You were my BABY, you were my SON you are the reason why I remain STRONG and one day you will be back in my Arms. With grief there is pain, with grief there is sorrow but with grief there is always a tomorrow. We will always MISS you, we will always LOVE you and I thank GOD for the timed we shared with YOU. With this knife in my heart I will stand STRONG with this KNIFE in my heart I will never be alone. You are my ANGEL and you are my GUIDE you are the reason why I survived. GOD has chosen me to be POSITIVE guide in other children lives so no THAT other Parent’s can watch their child DIE. I will be a POSITVE influence in their children’s lives because I know how it feels when your child dies. You were a POSITIVE  in my LIFE  so now I know what it take to make a sacrifice and the death of a child is not right NO ONE PARENT SHOULD EVER HAVE TO MAKE SUCH A SACRIFICE. 

WRITTEN IN MEMORY OF MY SON STEVE ARRINGTON II (RAIN)

BY SONYA ARRINGTON


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lost and found

Im lost in this darkness this 
world of destruction my brother 
is not my brother and our 
mother loves us not running 
with many only a few with 
flashlights who will make it to 
the light as the night grows 
stronger I feel as if I'm weaker  
laughing with those who laugh 
at me and not with me we can 
not be friends because no one 
knows what that is anymore I 
can not love because I haven't 
felt it before I can not give you 
truth because no one showed 
me how, I can not care for you 
because Im careless for self i 
am running alone in this 
darkness with many running too 
some have flashlights but while 
running i open my eyes realizing 
it was never dark eyes wide 
shut is what my grandmother 
says find love in yourself child 
let pain and anger go i feel like 
I've been alone for a long time 
all the while god was with me 
the whole time, i gave my mind 
to the streets my body to those 
not deserving my heart to those 
who didn't need it, they came 
and gone ripping me into pieces 
i found comfort in sin with all 
the sinners but he saved me 
because I'm worth it to him 
GOD came into my room while i 
laid in the dark drugged up and 
drunk and he kissed me and 
said my child NO PAIN, I LOVE 
YOU EVEN THO YOU DONT LOVE 
YOU I HAVENT GIVEN YOU 
ANYTHING I DIDNT FEEL YOU 
COULD HANDLE, my mother 
killed herself, my husband was 
murdered in front of me what 
do i have to live for why not run 
threw darkness no one cares 
how i feel inside they take i 
give, YOU HAVE KNOWLEDGE 
USE IT, but it was a dream or 
was it i have opened my eyes 
wide open i feel i am loved i am 
worth it i am blessed!!!!!!


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Pain Of My Heart

All this anguish in my heart,
Conflict tears my sole apart,
The pain I feel does not compare,
To the loss I feel when she’s not there.

I wish so much to hold her close,
If not her then her ghost,
Each day goes by in a clouded mist,
Another razor at my wrist,

The days are bright and pretty birds sing,
Yet in my head their voices ring,
Blinded by this misery,
So confused it baffles me!

Maybe one day we shall meet again,
I hope that’s when the pain will end,
But for now I sit and cry,
Because we had to say good bye.


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Masquerade

I walk through life
   In a trance it seems
Walking roads that somehow seem
   Only in my dreams

Challenges come my way
   My mind a game to play
And now, somehow, illusions come
   To me, to me today

I can't escape this masquerade
   Inside my soul still yearns
For charms that swept me by
   On lost and distant day


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I Did It All For You

I dreamed one night not long ago Jesus knelt beside my bed
I could tell He had been crying His eyes were very red
He said My child I know sometimes you really don't feel loved
But I'm here to remind you why I left My throne above
I did it all for you My child I didn't hesitate
Even though I bore much pain
My love for you was great
If you had been the only one living on the earth
I still would have died for you
That's how much you're worth
But can I tell you something
I didn't want to die
I even asked the Father to let the cup pass by
But I submitted to God's will because I love you so
I hold you tightly in My hand I'll never let you go


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SOMEWHERE TO CALL HOME

SOMEWHERE TO CALL HOME
There are a lot of firsts in a child’s life that we all might forget
The first time they say Mom or Dad,
Feeling all the ooh’s and aah’s.
The first time that they hold your hand,
The feeling goes right to your heart.
You know  that this child is blood right from the start.

The hardest time in a Child’s life,
 is when they think all is lost.
Feeling left behind and all alone and abandoned,
and looking for somewhere to call home.
To know the feeling of being someone special,
then have it ripped away, 
all they will feel is being alone.
Every time they look behind there is an empty spot.
When the people they know as Mom and Dad are there,
they are never alone.

But, when a child comes around and is not of your blood,
the love they need is just the seed.
Just the feeling of the two figures called Mom and Dad
to look up to means a lot to them.
For a child to call out Mom and Dad,
and hear no sound is very sad.

Who ever said that these kids are nothing,
there is something very wrong in their minds.
They have been looking for somewhere to call home
 for such a very long time.
They don’t ask for much just a place to belong,
no matter how long it takes.

After so long your kids get old,
and go away without looking back,
 no hugs or kisses in sight.
Your life void of the words Mom and Dad,
that they will never say tonight.

To adopt a child and give them life and hope,
To put the laughter back in their voice,
and the twinkle back in their eyes,
to finally hear the words Mom and Dad is the ultimate surprise.

Harold F. Therault Jr. June, 2, 2007
(Dedicated with love to: Liliana Alicia-Marie Therault)


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The Beat of a Mother's Heart

How can a mother let go of her precious child
A child she carried, cuddled, and corrected when wild
A child who taught her how to love as a mother
And how to how hold a torch of Light like no other

This child taught this mother that her love is deeper, wider, and more intense
Than she could have ever thought, ever imagined, or ever begun to sense
Her love continues and grows as vast as the wind blows and it even goes
Beyond human reason, especially when in the face of hardships or foes

Loving my child has challenged me, changed me, and chiseled and shaped me
By stretching me, bending me, turning me, and twisting me
In ways that have made me strong and weak simultaneously and have constantly
Kept me on the tips of my toes and kneeling down on my knees, praying fervently

No.  A mother really can never ever part
With a child who is the beat of her heart
Who she would gladly go before God for
Who she prays to share with in the glories of Heaven forevermore!


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full moon, too soon it's morning

our august night,
that feeling as we watch
clouds moving in high winds,
their stratospheric soft shoe,
I ask if you think 
angels painted each cloud,
and blow with pursed lips
cool midnight breezes,
as if we've been granted god's parole 
from the sun's summer heat,
asleep but waiting for morn,
dormant in the still warm concrete,
you smile like a cat in shadows,
forgiving me for waking you,
stolen from rainbow dreams,
as you turn to watch each distant star
appear as clouds dance away,
I say the moon turns a key,
and the zodiac opens,
you laugh and point at angry mars,
alive winking like fire,
your little gasps as finally we see,
the horizon's honored guest,
blazing through pine tops,
like a pharos finally sighted
sailing a crepuscular sea,
you clasp me close,
in hushed awe and pajamas,
eyes reflected in lunar hues,
as the heaven's white lady
shines her frozen expression,
singing one note forever,
and all I can think,
is that the story really is true,
I don't love you to the moon,
that's too near of an orbit,
if my heart could take me 
to the farthest reaches of space,
I would ride there on moonbeams,
and catch dust from a comet's tail,
slide back to earth
on fiery meteor showers 
just to see the love on your face
brighter than supernovas
and as the earth finally turns
pulling over its cold velvet blanket
we’re each drawn to our beds
falling down that gravity well
to pillow dimensions
and tranquility bases…


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Alex

To have a child to be a father,
it's so worthwhile. A gift received 
that ever growing shall steal our
hearts before we've known.
 
This gift of life looks up at me, 
so small and perfect my heart 
is warmed just instantly. 

I hold her close I feel amazed,
both stunned and thrilled. Just 
hanging on this moment I take
a gasp. my daughter Alex we 
meet at last.


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love of a parent

                       (5/25/12)

They had married at a very young age
At the time they thought it was a game.
They had been together for a long time
and he thought that everything would be fine.

They had lived together for two years or more
And they thought they knew the score.
At seventeen years of age they felt they knew it all
And life was to have a ball.

With part time jobs they paid their bills
Living together was such a thrill.
Not having to worry about a curfew hour
Now “ they had all the power”.

Going out partying every weekend
Not thinking of the money that they spent.
Coming home late at night , being drunk
They would start to fight.

She started feeling some menstruation pain
And from this point on their lives would change.
She went to her doctor to check it out
Pregnant she was - there was no doubt.

Now their eyes opened to the fact
From this point on there was no turning back.
They now had a child on the way
And they could no longer go out to play.

He got a full time job and straightened up his act
And a better position he would have to attack.
He went back to school To get a better education
And to give his wife and child all that he could give
And with both their incomes they would have to live.

She worked for seven months till she
Could work no longer, and to get their house in order.
When she went to the hospital because her time was due
She found out she was having not one but two.

She gave birth to a beautiful boy and girl
He was a diamond and she a pearl.
The most precious babies you’d ever want to see
And he was the proud father - as proud as can be.

They struggled like most couples do
But he was determined to see it through.
She took her children and held them tight
For in their faces she saw their fathers might.

His love so strong for his family
And this is what they all did see.
And the rest is history.


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New World

Jah has laid out the design of his plans
a world wherein happiness stands
each man will have his own land and vines
within his life will see happier times

The pursuits of his toil in joy he will seek
the fruits of his labor not another will eat
a child will reach an hundred years old
millennias past this truth was fortold

Some seek Nirvana and some Shangri-La
the truth about life some prophets saw
a place where mankind will dwell in peace
from the pangs of this life and deaths release

The fullness of what we are will exist
the bounties untapped within not resist
irresistible will be the Love of neighbor
the sharing of all for which we labor

Treatment of others and our earth will be good
instruction to build wisdom is understood
nothing on earth will be causing harm
no child will ever suffer alarm

No disfigurement or mar in body be known
the curing of disease Jesus has shown
healing the nations and teaching the truth
enlightenment of mind for mans new youth

Six thousand years of comparison God gave
to know that we have all been enslaved
enough of time to see what we've lost
and the price to all that it has cost

The first angel to fall into sin did man lead
God has taken advantage to show us our need
we will be like God knowing evil and good
no longer deceived by lies and falsehood

For centuries religions have kept man asleep
so few among us the secret do keep
Mankind in joy will reach his perfection
each now responsible for his own rejection

sources Gen. 1 & 2 Isaiah 11, 13, 24, 28:5-12
Jer. 12:10-11 John 5 , 6:32-33 Rev.17-21

COPYRIGHT © 2010 C Michael Miller


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Funny side of love

Strange is the way
Of our love in behaving
With our most loved one
Yet we often practice
And love to express it
Upon making little noises
We passionately pat
The back of our babies
And enable them
To fall into fast asleep.


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unnatural is a pause of heart

unnatural is a pause of heart,
streams crown'd slow with rusted leaves,
time's slow slide in autumn's light,
must move, always, on to the right,

the tillage of the mortal grasp,
sweat and salted leather both,
of blistered skin on graven plow,
left crumbled shocks of past and now,

grasp the simple and be wise,
ships soon founder, days will pass,
proud men smirk with worldly brides,
while dreadnoughts rust in firth and tides,

on wrinkled brow cold wind blows bone,
dry rattled under parchment skin,
collect the dew, release the sun,
a child's face shines now for more than one,

warmed by friction years in love's cruel reign,
the fleshy cleat held blood coil rope,
storm anchored both the quick and dead,
can generations clot the minutes bled?

but love, ah! again with love,
shivered cool in morning's light,
in small hands fragile forever waits,
cozened the morrow from clever fates.


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Adore you baby

Adore you baby

Innocent face in memories adore,
First look my sweet angel settled at you,
Soft touch of cotton, my newborn baby,

When I was in bed, in cradle were you,
Then subtly closer a kangarooed baby,
A lifetime to cherish, I will adore,

Warm and content, lay my asleep baby,
Waking up with a precious smile to adore,
A blessing from heaven, my dear it's you!

Past or today, I adore you baby !


Written on 26/7/14
Contest- Tritina challenge 
Sponsor- Craig Cornish


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AJ

You will soon be eighteen 
Which is hard for me
You grew up fast
That your life will last
You're so tall
And like to have a ball
I'm proud of you
And so happy too
You'll graduate too
With everything you do
My first Son
That I love too
As the days and years pass through
Good luck to you
Whatever you decide to do
I'm happy and proud of you
And always on your side so true


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Games Over!

Game over we both lose,
for now there are no winners.

Only broken familes with broken dreams,
on a lonely quest for love and happiness.

I who understood you best,
did not understand you enough.

You failed to let me totally in,
now we are just friends.

Nothing more or nothing less,
living dreams of happiness we held our breath.

Only to come seconds near our very death.
Now we are nothing more than mere memories.

In hope we made the choice that best.
As we acknowledge we failed the test.

We broke promises and hearts  along the way.
As we promised ourselves forever to stay.

Together as one, not solo as two.
We now fill our own shoes.

As we begin to recover,
transitioning to friends from lovers.

The road was never easy,
but we fought the storms.

Only to be swept by the winds,
now we both loose hopefully as parents we win.

Raise our child unlike we were raised.
Help our daughter see better days.

Hope her realize she doesn't need a "nigga" but a man,
to help her pursue her happiness and understand.

I pray daily you'll see the light.
I just have no more will power to even fight.

I used up all of my might,
trying to help you appreciate and love life.

Maybe I'm wrong for giving up it all,
but when was right who fumbled the ball.

We will not talk as must as we use to talk,
but hopefully for our child we walk the walk.

I hope you undestand this was for the best.
Now I lay my pen to rest.

Whenever you need to cry I'll kend you my shoulder!

But for now!

GAMES OVER!


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DREAMING OF BETHLEHEM'S STARS

Eleven days before Christmas, as we were singing, " A Child Is Born"...
fluffy snowflakes came down and they were as big as white popcorn.


Surprised mom yelled, " Run to the window, they are more beautiful than snow flowers
and daises... " Go, catch some into your warm hands and dream of Bethlehem's stars!"


Astonished as those shepherds watching their sheep under the starriest sky,            
we saw pretty snowflakes not a wondrous star followed by the three Magi.


They kept on falling and floating like dry leaves on a December's cold evening...
when carols were played on a church organ that was taller than any ceiling.   

 
Merrier than angels announcing Christ's birth, we stared at His bright stable...
and what we felt was the humbleness of a King whose love was so ample.  


Once again, we ran back to the snow-dusted window and looked into the quite sky,
among the gleaming snowflakes: a golden child appeared asking for a happy lullaby. 


Entered in Francine Robert's contest,
" A Winter Couplet "
My theme: First Snowfall


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Both My Special Joy And Pride Will Always Feel Love Inside

I have always been blue collar
Working hard to make a dollar
And support my family
With the generosity
In my heart that lets me give
Everything they need to live
Sometimes I will go without
To give them things, there is no doubt
They are first and don't come last
While they're growing really fast
I'd like for them to know
I will always try to show
How much they mean in my heart
Letting them see from the start
There is not one day or night
Darkness will steal the light
That I have down deep inside
For such special joy and pride
That has blessed my life and soul
My biggest and only goal
Is making sure they understand
There will always be a hand
To grip them from any sadness
In this world that's full of madness
Hugs and love they will receive
I'll do my best so they believe
My heart will always be open
As my voice is softly spoken
Never raising it at all
I will catch them when they fall
In my arms they'll always stay
Even when they're far away
The memories I've been supplying
Will never fade or start dying
In their thoughts, when they think back
Of how my love would never slack


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Jake

I want you to know
I love you so
We laugh a lot
Which won't be forgot
We talk more
Than before
I'm sorry how some things in your life sucked
But now we can be tough
I'm on your side always
As if it's a calling
You will succeed in life
And give it all your might
I love you each and every night


Details | Free verse | |

My Son

To my son I did not birth, For the world no papers are worth, My heart that beats beneath this chest, Is dormant a vessel with much repress, These feelings inside are only for you, No other can have them no not from you, My life has been made with complicated reins, Yet once we met I'd happen to discover, Our ages made no difference for me as your mother, I've no need for my own by some man's seed, In this lifetime your who I need, I'll never give you up, I'll never let you go, When your world feels like its crashing, Just calm down, My arms are right here, My love in you strong, I'll hold onto you my sweet baby boy, I feel complete with you near, I hope one day you'll love me the same, Sweet child of another I'm grateful she bore, My heart would seem empty if not for you, I smile without reason, Your the cause to my loves change of each season, We run through trials like bumps in the road, Several hurt an some don't matter at all, I'll always forgive you, I'll always love you, For you are my son that shines through the fog to me everyday.


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Anniversary

It was a day that was set so deep back in her past
For as of today it was such a dark contrast
But soon after Roe vs Wade had eked into law
This poor woman would experience her greatest fall

So as each new year so intrepidly passes her by
All those questions only grow louder as to why
And just as tomorrow will soon be here
None of these answers have ever become clear

There is nothing she can change or anything she can do
Except maybe telling her story to someone like you
For tomorrow is going to be a very long day
But it will be for young women like you that this woman will pray

For even though thirty eight years have now since past
Each year gets harder to take than the last
If anyone ever offers you an anniversary like mine
I pray to God that you will instinctively decline


Details | I do not know? | |

A lasting love, learned and kept.

A lasting love, learned and kept.
by Cate Rock

Love?
What is love?
How does love work?
Why would love ever hurt?

As a child love is your mom.
As a child nothing is wrong.
An older love...to a younger love,
One to fall in love with a number isn't right.
When u find that love you should hold on tight.

Love is wrong love is never right...
No one wants u to have love, 
You need to learn to fight!

Fight for your love...
Fight for your rights...
Fight for that one warm moment at night...

Love him hold him tell him its OK...
Keep him rid him of his pain...

Love is fragile as a flower...
You shall learn that it welts through the hours...

Hold it love it make it yours...
But when your done make sure you run for love is doomed to be powerful forevermore... 




Submission date : 2009-02-17


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A Childs Tears of Clay

Irony bit its lip, as the blood of tears....

Seventeen years of age and but a child still; lost amid the daze; haze?!

Standing in front of the silver glass, this somewhat handsome young lad

Popular, athletic, surrounded by girls whom adored; with razor blade in hand

The perfect night towards days tale, of the telling of two lives....

Longing to be loved yet, destroying it upon its very way; dusk to dawn

And back again; a posters child for the psychologically raped and maimed!?

Jekyll and Hyde only in the sense of the world outside, these broken windows

Wintery gust permeating his red rooms often, place in time; mind....

Traveling down the steepest mountain sides, amid the blackness of starless skies

Beauty, just another slash within the malignant corpse of his walking dead?!

As hearts became casualties strewn with his very own alongst this, foraged path

Facing the daunting beast while as quickly becoming its mangled image; in like....

Peering back into these mirrored eyes afore such crimsons reflections

Always taunting and mocking and gnawing upon every life of which it can!?

Destined in turn for a season passing suicidals asylums; temps revolving doors 

But even there the shadows of poisoned lingered to be fed; insatiable their thirst

Bled, in the wake of locomotions spellbound overdrive; this macabre....

Fast forward now as the decades journeyed to impart; mirrors, images, conceptions 

Ironies muse; and not so innocent anymore nor helpless, hopeless or naive?!    

Instead of a razors slicing edge at hand tis but that of a flaming sword; given  

Beyound the valley in the taste of death anointed; into, this fiery fire formed....

****************************************************************

...."A Childs Tears of Clay" ~


Details | I do not know? | |

Mother

"God is mother in a childs eyes."
Thats what I have always been told, But what is a child in their mother's eyes?
A child is; life, love, and Everything.
From the day she first holds her child to the day she lets them go into the world alone.
The child is what keeps her going, what motivates her to live.

If a mother loses her child she loses her reason to go on, even knowing that the child
would want her too. She knows she cant...Not without them.


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Not Alone

For now that I have gone home
It is time for you to hold the throne
To fear the least my young child 
Just know that you are not alone.

To hear the whispers and see the flickers 
To remember our little Jokes and long snickers
To avoid any groans and moans
Just know that you are not alone.

For a vision that may overtake
A site of me you may mistake
For what Im now could be stone 
Just know that you are not alone.

Within this world of great deceased
I bring about you joy and peace
And with every smile on your face its shown
So just know you are not alone. 

For one day soon you will come
And again together we'll be as one
Within this heavenly place called home
Until then just know that you are not alone.

And that you are still alive
In you my child I shall reside
But one day eventually you will see
the same treatment done to me--
In which my master will set YOU free.


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The Heart of A Child

I think perhaps
The heart of a child really is
Heart shaped...

Like those on valentine cards,
Delicate and soft with seed pearls
dainty lace and fancy glittered
Ribbons, spilling over like happiness.

Yes, heart shaped,
You can tell by the sound of their
Laughter and of course by the was
They smile...

Babies coo the sweetest sounds and
We respond with silly conversations.
There is joy in the heart of a child when
They look at you...

Our voices comfort them as we lull them
To sleep, so lovingly we rock them to
Dream land, fast to sleep and ask the Lord
Their souls to keep...

Words from a song someone sang to us so 
Long ago...'Hush Little Baby Don't Say
A Word'...'Lullaby And Good Night' and
More often than not, a self styled lullaby.

Suddenly they discover they have toes and
Fingers...
We love the way these strong little fingers
Pull at our hair and glasses and grab and twist
Our lips and scratch our faces...Ah, but we don't care.

Soon they are crawling and scampering across
The floor on all fours, then struggling to sit up
With backs stronger than we remember baby's
Backs should be at seven months.

Oops! Down they tumble and fall and tumble
As they discover this something called standing.
We offer fingers and hands to steady them as
they wobble...

Then almost before we know it, they rush to us
With those little out stretched arms.
They stagger on tip toes and take those first steps
To independence.

They have a look of amazement that says, 'I did it!' and
We reward them with applauds and kisses.
We grin and make telephone calls in celebration!
Our wonderful, beautiful babies know without a doubt
They now rule in this palace, this place, this home.

As babies grow we rarely miss a chance to brag to
Family, friends and neighbors, and often strangers
About the wonder and special qualities of our precious child.

Yes, the heart of a child is heart shaped like those
They draw with pictures of us in the middle...
Heart shaped by an intergenerational connection of family,
neighbors, friends and even that stranger that says
'Your baby is soooo adorable...

Babies give to us the breath of happiness,
Filling our heart with untold joy...
Now and forever!


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It's Your Child

It’s Your Child
 
Hi mom, it’s your child
I call tonight to talk a while
I know it’s been a long time
Since you heard my voice
I always kept your photo
Close to my heart
 
I can’t explain to you
Why I never call
I just want to talk mom;
Really; that’s all
I want to share the moments
We had in the past
I didn’t tell you I love you
The time I saw you last
 
It’s your child mom
Calling you tonight
Can you give me a minute?
I want you in my life
Can’t you see I need you?
Because I am afraid
I’ve been missing you
For so many days
I know it’s my fault
I received all your letters
I thought not seeing each
Other, would be better
 
We had unkind words
That came between us
I cried the whole time I left,
As I sat there on the bus
Mom I miss you so very,
Very much
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep
Deep in my heart I hurt
 
It’s your child mom,
Your one and only girl
I need to see you mom
It’s lonely in this world
You remember how close,
We use to be friends?
You remember those talks
That would never end?
 
I miss those talks mom
I made a mistake
I wanted to hear your voice
I hope it’s not too late
Let me show you
That I love you
And I really do care
Say the word mom, and
You know I’ll be there
 
I am the reason, I
Know I am to blame
Give me another chance
I promise I will change
I can’t wait to see your
Precious sweet smile
I love you mom, and I
Will always be your child


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Tra la la la Tra

I have a love, I have a love, I have a love,
I have,
a dove

His eyes, his eyes, his eyes
His eyes,
Sight,

Shine bright, shine bright,  shine bright
Shine bright,
Light

I write, I write, I write,
I write,
Indite

A poem for you
My son, my son, my son
My
Sun shine


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Children of God

For every child of God that struggles,
there's a love that can't hide.
Because a struggle brings out,
their faith that's inside.
When a child of God goes through struggles,
they still find love to give.
Because the struggle on the Cross,
is how we're able to live.
When a child of God is hurt,
lonely or lost.
They remember the struggle,
that was paid on the Cross.
They read words in Red,
that show them how to live.
And when a child of God is hurt,
that child learns to forgive.
When a child of God goes through life,
it may not understand.
But a child of God excepts a struggle,
because it's part of His plan.
For a child of God welcomes,
every struggle that He sends.
Because they know that a struggle,
turns into love in the end.


Dedicated to: Releigh, Ian, and Judy.



P.S. I pray for you too!


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TEARS of a dying Sweetheart Child

                                                             Tears from the eyes
                                                             of a child before she dies
                                                             Hit for certain by runaway car
                                                             Never bothered to look back
                                                            or inquire from afar
                                                             and now is connected to
                                                             her respirator machine
                                                             Hard to breathe 
                                                             difficult to smile
                                                            At her family and friends who gleam
                                                            Trembling emotion
                                                           I AM DROWNING UPON YOUR OCEAN
                                                           Sweetheart child not yet of age
                                                           to learn of the World,such cruel-filled rage
                                                           Jessie silently turns away
                                                           Her peepers slowly close
                                                          I AM NOW SO FAR AWAY!!


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A World of Shame and Neglect

 
The little child was born into a home of violence and abuse.
      Sadness was the closest thing to love and that was no excuse.
A little child screaming as his mother gets slapped and tossed all around,
     While his worthless father struts thinking he is something he is quite profound.
The little children with ragged clothes and snotty noses just stood there in tears,
      What an impression this father has made for them through the years.
We live in a monkey see monkey do get messed up society,
     Most of the children grew up watching their parents fighting never knowing 
sobriety.
 Alcohol or drugs, seemed to dominate most of the poor.
     The thing they didn’t realize this was only a temporary escape door.
The pain that was eased only led to more grief.
      Till violence took over in the name of relief.
 The daddy was loaded up paying the bills, food, utilities and rent,
      While momma stayed home pregnant and got fussed at for the money she 
spent.
They had sunk so low they were ashamed to attend any church,
      Afraid that the pastor might point them out as he stood on his perch.
What is the answer if any to this little tale of mine,
       How can we make it stop, can we ever draw a line.
 I do know that hate begets hate so could love be the key?
       Has anyone ever tried it long enough to truly find the answer of this I  would 
love to see.
All of my life I have heard do unto others as you would have them do unto you,
        Such a simple answer could this be all we need to do?
Think About It!!!


Details | Dizain | |

Food For The Soul

A child may be very well fed,
but if she is deprived of love,
she will go hungry to her bed
as she cries to the Lord above.
This hunger, not often heard of,
is as real as a lack of food,
when love has managed to elude.
Pity the poor, mother-less child
on whom misfortune has been piled.

When  you see her sitting alone
you may feel a stab of concern
unless you have a heart of stone.
You will stay and try to discern
and feel sympathy when you learn
this child has been deprived
from the very first hour she arrived
on this inhospitable Earth.
Without love she hasn’t thrived
for her mother died at her birth.


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For Jade

For Jade… 

I’d rather die and let you live if the choice of life was mine to give… 

I’d rather be chained and you set free once I’m guaranteed your security… 

I’d rather give the best of me if it means you’ll see no poverty… 

My heart I’d bleed without a blink if indeed it makes you think…of life and love and fearless things…my life without a doubt I’d give. 

Free birds in flight I watch them soar… unto new heights they then explore… I wish you all these things and more…freedom, health and to be always adored…My Jade… My love… please endure… 


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Faith

As she lay in her own pool of tears. She ask the simply question why? why is there so much hate that rest among us.As she fail to her knees and began to weep a voice not any voice but a child voice whispers " there is still some good in this earth learn to forgive and love don't lose faith keep your head up"as she reach for the child hand he vanish out of her sight.


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To My Mother For Mother's of The World

Way back when the skies were blue
I wish I could have somehow knew

That after 4 there would be no more
The reaper took you up out the door

I never embraced mother’s day
Another excuse to throw it away

A shameful fact that is no lie
Just another reason to get high

I’m pretty sure today you can see
I have become who I should be

Everyday is another roll of dice
I don’t gamble its not my vice

What I do is give it all away
Just another prayer I shall pray

Lord for the mother’s everywhere
A short simple meaningful prayer

Never doubt within their fears
A hungry child sheds their tears

In our world so easily embraced
Hard to imagine a Mothers face

Who’s Child has not a pair shoes
Dying from some unknown flue

Only thing they really know for sure
Death is going to be their child’s cure

Sometimes the depth of what we write
A world away in the dark of night

Tears will become their only gifts
As a child’s soul their angel lifts

To these Mothers I pen this write
Babies in heaven finally alright

To my own mother I proudly say
Mom your son turned out this way

No need for greed or desire of lust
Just a simple man doing, as he must

A man forever planting his seed
For those who are more in need


I think we here in America often
Lose how desperate some parts
of the world truly are. I will be
spending today in prayer for the
Mothers who have nothing more
than faith to give or receive from
their Children. Always remember
even in these troubled times your
spare change can make a difference.
May God Bless you all


Details | Free verse | |

What Poetry Mean To Me

 
What does poetry mean to me

Poetry is the air I breathe

Poetry is the words that feed
My soul
To make me whole

Poetry is what makes me blossom
In the middle of spring

Poetry is what grows my garden
And makes it flourish with nature
Beauty

Poetry Is

My magical whim's that supply all my
Fantasy and fills my hopes and dreams

Poetry is the strong desire that keep the
Flames of love burning

In the midst of the hour

And lights up the sky
With beautiful hues of colours

Spreads from one globe to

Another

To swim the ocean deep

Just because of love

Poetry is that and more, which I
Hate to carry this on and on

But

Poetry is the love of our life that visit
Us in our dreams

Poetry is

Me and the worlds that wakes every
Morning to bloom and blossom

Even after the death has played it last
Song that breaks our hearts

Poetry is tears and moans
Grief and pain that Hunt's the
Soul

Poetry is the rain crying from
The sky
The sun the moon with the golden
Light
Poetry is a child laughter at play
The tears a child shreds in sadness
They cry

Poetry is just a book of songs you
And I write down in our journal
Each and every day

We

Mix them together again and again
That is poetry

Poetry is life woes
Life happiness

Poetry is life
Here now and after

Poetry is you and I 


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Ronin my own heart 32

High upon this hill of long grass we sit in repose staring off in the distance
down upon the valley and village of our youth
the sun is setting in the sky and I feel its fading warmth
pushing us toward winter pushing me back toward duty and my destiny
but my dream is now with you at my side and nothing to want or worry
A child runs with purpose against the blowing grasses
This child your child your boy left as a gift and testament from his father
runs quickly into your welcoming arms winded breathing a familiar innocence
out into this undeserving world
the weight of my purse has become burdensome as it presses against
my sword and side I rip it free from my body
this bloodprice bloodmoney I have never had a use for until now
Possibly to do good could justify the price it has cost my conscience
Freely I pass it over to you 
As the wind blows between us you know
soon I will be gone


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My Roaring T-rex

MY ROARING T-REX

A vicious angry growl
The pounding of feet on the ground
The sound of munching but in scowl
Looking for bigger bite and cast around

Hiding for awhile and suddenly showed
In the webcam, he grinned broadly
Making way to show his world
Just for playful fun and talk fondly

Come out, come out my roaring T-rex
Come out, come out show me your reflex
I am in the mood to run and be chased
And caught in my little son’s embraced

You are my roaring T-rex in the chat room
Roaring is your way to make me smile
It’s always perfect and laughter in boom
A moment I would always want to reconcile

31 October 2014


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MY KING

My King has arrived 
Are hearts collided
I've waited 9 months for this moment
In my heart I will forever own it
True love my first son
I'll stand by your side till my days are done
Life can be hard but I'll have your back
Right or wrong I'll get you on track
There will be days we don't get along
Cuz are Torres blood is really strong
I thank God for the life he's gave you Son
For I would give mine so you could live life till it's done


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lullaby

Sleep child sleep bright
as Dream comes an' sits beside
to rock you in her gossamer wings
an' Ariel from the cowslip's bell, now lightly sings
Sleep child sleep bright
The moon flashes on you her silver light
an' sprinkles a beauty unmistaken
of sweet innocence an' silken charms from heaven
Sleep child sleep bright
Hope comes in her flight
Her feathered fingers tenderly at your hair
Lo! golden she turns them, an' stars strewn in the air!
Sleep child sleep bright
Titania's seen dancing in the faint sight
Roses bright hued, in her sun gold arms
Here she comes, to breathe into you her faerie charms!
Sleep child sleep bright
Sleeping beauty in joyous delight
 treads softly now her  feet light
to kiss you baby a sweet goodnight
Sleep child sleep bright!


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The Magic of Christmas

The magic of Christmas
Finds its foundations in God’s love;
Showered down from heaven
Like snowflakes from above;
The children singing carols
And the fairy lights so sweet;
The joy of peace and good will
Offered to all we meet.

The magic of Christmas
Began two thousand years ago,
When Christ was born in a manager;
Humble beginnings for God’s child below.
The three wise men bearing gifts—
Worthy of a king’s majesty;
The Star of Bethlehem shining bright
To lead them to this child of heavenly beauty.

The magic of Christmas
Is still with us today,
As long as we remember
God’s greatest gift to portray.
For God’s great love shown to mankind
Is the reason for the season;
Giving unselfishly to others
Demonstrates heaven’s liaison.

The magic of Christmas
Brings excitement for all;
The excitement of family gatherings;
The good times to recall.
It’s a time to offer love, peace and joy
To loved ones and those in need;
Indulge in unselfish giving
For each gift is God’s love seed.

Maureen LeFanue


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Gemini

Nobody know me
I am love yet hate
I am calm yet outrages
I am two people yet one body
Don’t say you know me

I am as soft as silk
Yet I am as rough as ragged edge
I am as sweet as sugar
Yet spicy hot
So don’t say you know me

I am a pure wild child to the bone
Yet a flower child with a golden heart
I’m quite like the clouds floating by
Yet louder than anything on this planet
You don’t know me

I speak my mind
Yet I keep my feelings to myself
I am kind hearted
Yet I can tear you apart
I am light like summer’s rain
Yet as dark as winter’s night
How can you know me?

I can love you with no end
Yet I can hate you to a new level
I can hold you close
Yet through you away
Like you know me?

I am light
Yet I am dark
I see things you don’t
Yet I say thing you can’t believe
I am an angel from hell
Yet I am the devil from paradise
So you know me?
For I am Gemini


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Words

Words

There is so much power behind words, words can touch hearts or words can 
destroy who you are. 
Words can bring tears of joy or tears of sadness; fill ones inner soul with deep 
rooted madness. 
Words can hide behind a dark wall of deception and birth into light corruption. 
Words can make one feel strong or make one feel weak. We can conquer the 
world or bow down to defeat. 
Words can win hearts or tear love ones apart. 
Words can help a child grow to be great! Or words can make a child lose there 
fate. 
Words can cut through ones heart like a knife or words can capture ones heart 
and breathe new life. 
Words of love or words of hate, words of love and praise are the ones our hearts 
embrace. 
Words spoken are engraved in children’s hearts and travel through there vessels 
and help mold them into who they are. 
Words can teach and open up the windows of your mind with a kaleidoscope of 
colors venturing out to new horizons!  
 Words can inspire and touch our inner souls reaching new heights of liberation, 
enlighten our inner beings with transcend visions. 
There is power behind the words we speak and fiercely travel to ones heart. 
No time to stop what’s been said. Before you speak always remember that 
words we speak are never meek.

Tropicalangel


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Help Me To Be

Looking down on the new born child
Our Father gave to us
I quickly looked to the years we have ahead
And asked Him, help me to be
The kind of father I should be
Lead me through the restless night
When our child lies awake
And the times she’ll need a change
Be with me through her younger years
And help me to calm her fears
Give me the words to say
When she comes for advice
That I might lead her
The straight and narrow way
When I’m about to show my anger
Over something she’s said or done
Please remind me
Of all I’ve said and done against Your will
And the love You show me still
But most of all enable me
To be a bright and shining light
So when it comes time to choose
Between what’s wrong or right
Our child will know
And want to share
In Your never ending love
God, help me to be
The kind of father I should be

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


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Thief

Her eyes were big, brown, and bright
Her hair was dark, like the sky at night
Her skin was soft, her hands so small
She barely smiled, yet I was enthralled

Spinning her around and around and around
She never wanted to be put down
Safe in my arms, she falls asleep
Oh, how I wish she was mine to keep

And as she lays against my chest
I just pray that she will be blessed
That she won't stay where she is now
That she will leave, someday, somehow

I look down at her sweet, sweet face
So young, too young, to be in this place
This was never where she was supposed to be
No child should ever live out on the streets

To think that this precious, beautiful girl
Fights every day for her place in this world
That this may be the first time she's been cared for
That she may have never experienced love before

For though it seems impossible, or at least, improbable
Though I hadn't expected this to happen at all
I cannot deny what I have inside
In my heart, I find love of the truest kind

Love, real love, not a feeling or emotion
Not love that's concocted like some formula or potion
Not love that is shallow or only skin-deep
But love that is pure and strong and complete

For love is a choice, a conscious decision
Actions and words planned with careful precision
To show the depth, the width, the height
Of the care that you have for another's life

Now to my dismay, the time has come
For me to return this little one
Back to the place from where she came
And still, I don't even know her name

I relinquish my hold, and give her away
She stirs, and awakens, and begins to wave
I feel the tears rolling down my cheeks
As I say my goodbyes, then turn and walk down the street

It hurts so much! How can it be right
To leave her, not knowing where she'll sleep tonight?
The pain is too great! I just want it to end
I just want my heart to be whole again

I know I will heal. I know I will mend
I know that I will be whole again
But I am so thankful that I will have scars
So I will never forget the thief of my heart


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Child of Mine

There is something I have to tell you,
But of course, you already know,
But I’d like to say it anyway.
I must tell you before I go.

There were times you made me happy
And times you made me sad.
But all in all we both can say
Things weren’t all that bad.

We had our share of hard times
But our love helped see us through
Our memories are a little different
Yours for you and mine for me too.

But what I want to tell you
Is you turned out mighty fine
And I am very proud to say
There is no one like…..this child of mine

4/7/1996
Connie Moore


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A Rose in New York

Encompassed in a concrete enclave
Choking fumes swirl all around;
Long shadows steal the sunlight
And yet, firmly it stands its ground.


What little light it does receive
Are of colours red, amber and green,
And often at night time neon pink
And brilliant scarlet can be seen.


As each of the seasons change
From spring to summer to fall,
Its lovely silken pink petals
Appear more prominent to all.


Alas, the biting, bitter chill 
Of winter’s hostile breath
Blows on the rose for days
Sending all flowers to their death.


Yet, this pink rose in New York
Endures all that comes its way
As a little girl goes to school
She gently touches it every day.


Love flows to that flower
From her fingers so kind and soft
And thus, it blooms for her daily
And her heart is raised aloft. 


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MY MIRACLE

The birth of a child will make you smile 
A beautiful baby boy, what a joy 
Brings tears to my eyes 
Because of the joy that is inside 
His name, what should I claim 
Dewayne is his name 
Exquisite 
Worshiped 
Author 
Young 
Noble 
Educated 

The name of your father 
Who I love so much 
My pride and joy 
I will always thank God 
above for giving me so much love 





The birth of a child will make you smile 
A beautiful baby boy, what a joy 
Brings tears to my eyes 
Because of the joy that is inside 
His name, what should I claim 
Dewayne is his name 
Exquisite 
Worshiped 
Author 
Young 
Noble 
Educated 

The name of your father 
Who I love so much 
My pride and joy 
I will always thank God 
above for giving me so much love 



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The Kings Three Sons Part 4

The King answered back, "I love you as much as a king can love a son, but I love my people more, and you shall not be king." With anger, the third son raised his fist and spat, ‘When you die, I shall have this land and raise my army of children, forced into acting like men." And with that said, he stormed out, yanking his child servant behind him. Once out beyond the hearing range of their King, the three sons had a meeting. They were never kind to one another, but now, they had a new thing to hate together. So they banded as one to take the throne. The wizard posed and puffed his pipe. “But with them as kings the land would sure fall; would it not?” I couldn’t keep the question in my mouth. “Very wise,” the wizard said, before continuing on. “The three sons pillaged the land, taking the crops, raping the women, murdering the men and stealing the children. The land was at war, except their was no army to save the people from the three sons. The King; he wept from his death bead and called forth his only daughter. ‘My father,’ the daughter wept as she fled to kneel beside the King, ‘I have been waiting for you to call upon me.’ ‘Your brothers have brought ugliness to this land. They are starving the people, raping the women, murdering the men and making solders out of children. I am too weak to stop them from the cruelty they bestow on humanity. What would you do my child to stop them?’ The daughter sat back to think. "The people are scared, they're watching their mothers, sisters and daughters be taken against their will. Their husbands, fathers, brothers and sons are getting slaughtered before their eyes, and their children are being ripped from their arms, and their stomachs are full and blotted with hunger."Tears slid down the daughters cheeks, ‘I shall go into the villages. I shall ease back the pain with courage, and together we shall rise in a revolt against the evils my brothers have laid forth. With love and hope and truth we shall overcome the hatred that has swept through this land." The King smiled and spoke, "My daughter, I love you as much as a father loves his daughter and I see that you love the people just as much. Go forth, and save your people from those that wish them harm." The King kissed his daughter on the forehead with his dying breath.


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memories of a child

The family
am supposed to be a member of,
the house
am supposed to be a part of, 
filled my days 
with sorrow and pain..
On Christmas,
I sneak out for a while 
Watching other kids 
Opening their gifts
With a smile drawn 
on their face
and they’re parents
giving them a kiss, 
then watching me
looking at them 
with painful tears 
filling my eyes..
I wanted to tell her
how much I miss her,
I wanted to tell him 
How much I respect him
I wanted to tell them
How much I love them 
But they won’t listen to me
They would hit me instead 
And me from deep inside
I cry:
“please stop hitting me please, 
Please have mercy 
on my innocent soul please”
am a child
 that cant bare anymore.
Pain 
Is what I always feel,
Swears 
Is what I always hear..
I escaped 
but then came back
knowing that nobody
would accept 
a child like me,
a child with torn clothes
and dirty hair.
I escaped 
But then came back
Knowing that 
I have to accept my fate..
Am barely alive from outside 
But totally dead from inside..
Asking god, 
To reborn the me in me 
Is what I always do 
Although I know
he’s against me too..
hate 
is what is see in their eyes..
they made me taste 
the bitterness of life 
although am still a child
they hate me very much
although am still a child
a weight of a mountain 
is on my back 
although am still a child..
I always ask god
To forgive my sins 
Although I don’t have any, 
I always ask god 
To moderate my agony 
Although I know he wont..
Day and night I wonder 
If she would ever remember me 
When I die,
Day and night I wonder 
if she would ever remember
that she had a child 
when I die..
before I left, 
I wrote them a letter 
that said:
“mommy and daddy 
I love you,
Am sorry
if  I had ever disappointed you,
am sorry, 
if I was a naught boy, 
Am sorry mom 
for not finishing my courses on time 
the last few days 
but I was tired mom, 
really tired,
I always wanted a kiss
from you, 
I always wanted a hug
From you,
I always wanted to feel
Am your child.
I needed you with me, 
I never knew
why you hated me..
and now mom and dad
I’ll leave, it’s time now, 
God wants me to be with him,
Mommy and daddy,
I love you”




  


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a wise mother

one of the most beautiful things a woman can experience in life
Is to bring into this world a new baby, a new child for Christ
yet the raising of a child is not such a breeze
yet  God gave women the knowledge and the wisdom to succeed

a woman with faith cried out to Jesus Christ one day
she said "my daughter is possessed by demons who are having their way"
yet how did she know that  Jesus was the Son of Man?
there was no newsletter nor mass media revealing God's master plan
at a time when there was no CNN or FOXNews, just c&f
the channel of the Holy Spirit know as complete faith

"for great is they faith", Jesus said "and because you believe"
"your daughter is now healed, the Holy Spirit she has received"
that mother's heart would not let up nor would it allow distraction
she had God on her mind and through His Word she sought satisfaction

a wise woman, a wise mother that inside all of us
believers in the omnipotent power that is Christ Jesus
If you seek It, you will find It
If you knock upon the door It will become ajar
If you pray , just believe It, that all is possible with God
a wise mother, a wise woman, a soothing comforter of Christ
full of the faith and wisdom God wants us all to have in life


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TWO WOMEN

TWO WOMEN

I once knew two women

One endowed with beauty supreme
One engrossed in kindness and virtues sublime

The one was applauded for her flaws
The other never dismissed a being for her cause

One always sped through crooked ways
One prayed to the Lord, night and days

The one was blessed with many a suitor
The other was cursed for her virtuous manner

One thought a child an impediment for her life’s cause
One longed for a child in absolute silence with remorse

The one pursued her throne, where she sits alone
The other took in her arms another’s child and held it close, night and morn

Now, both these women were born and lived, 
Both these women, I have known and loved
But one grew horns, the other grew wings


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00:29 - More Alive Than Today

And why are there tears for the words gone before,
When I'm not even sure if they're true anymore?
What cause should I have to look back with disdain,
To a much bleaker time, when all written was pain?
In a long-gone child-winter, a child to thaw
Laid blank in the Sun, not child anymore.
And now that your face is a stranger today,
And stranger acquaintances got in the way,
There's not any sadness, there's not even pain,
Just a wholeness... or numbness...
They both feel the same.


Details | I do not know? | |

Red, White And Blue

Colour by numbers with two different displays....

Through these eyes of a child gazing through its glass

Dark to the right and bright unto the left; wherein does one choose!?

Psychology and philosophy are great tools to explain away the why's but

What good are they within a tender life untamed by their sights.... 

Faith takes one high and the lack of keeps them bound amid

A windows display; chained to be tainted by the science in such darker hues?!

Surveys and studies unto the left and to the right; a box of crayolas

In the hands of this child to be coloured by these numbers....

**************************************************************

....“Red, White And Blue” ~


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HOPES DREAM

HOPES DREAM
by. Katherine Symthe

Entered into this world of darkness,
This child saw an evil no human should experience,
Sorrow became the bourough of the soul.
The only words heard “give up, there is no light. Walk away”
Hope gave me a dream that I would find the light.
This child became an adult and found the rays of light.
Chosen by destiny to save lives yet no one understood.
The words heard were “give up, walk away. No one wants you.”
Hope gave me a dream.
In my endeavors, the lives I saved became my mark as one that never gave up.
Words became my passion for a life that I did not expect would touch others.
The words heard would shout “give up. No one wants to hear you.”
Hope gave me a dream.
The lives I touched with my words would unite a following and inspire their humanity.
One day I prayed unto hope that True love would free me.
The words heard would say “who would want to love you. Give up”
I found the love of my life, and together the time we shared moved mountains,
The sun and the moon would dance with the love we had.
One day my love dost said there needs to be time and space, and we can not be however there is hope.
The words I heard became cruel. “She never wanted you. You failed the one thing you loved.”
Hope gave me a dream.
I shall never give up. She may have walked away for now however in the gloaming, I know she will return.
I dost ask of hope but one thing that should this true love remember and walk back this lifetime that I can say one last thing,
“You may not have thought you were not strong enough, however your love was all I needed.
You may not have thought it was fair to me to not have time, however you were the only fair thing that set me free.”
Hope gave me a dream of what thing could I say to my love and I would say,
“I may cry at night, and hide in the day however your love set me free. Give me but one chance  for I know I was your hopes dream.”


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Intjar

      INTJAR
hum kisi ke pyar me intjar karte chale gaye
intjar karte -karte thak gayi aakhe humari
umar kab nikal gayi,pta n chala hume
baad me pta chala , jiska intjar kiya humne
wo to ek bachche ka baap hi ban gya
                   (sangita choudhary)


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The loving Sister

We left one day and never came back.
Watching as my home fades away.
Leaving my sister and brother behind.
As a child I didn't know the reason why.
I didn't know why my sister would stay.
When a better life was in reaching distance from her.
I think she just didn't want to take the risk.
Haven't seen her in so many years.
I hope she is still the loving sister I know.
She was the best sister I could ever ask for.
She was never mean nor bad.
Now she has a child of her own.
I hope she will love him as much as she loved me.
I think she will love him even more.
I wish that I could see her just one more time.
I want to tell her how much I love her and have cried for her.
I wish I still had my sister.
I want to talk to her about my problems.
I need her to understand me.
I need the sister I never had when I went away.


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Child of Mine

My darling child of mine, where do I begin

You are a miracle upon miracles the ever sweet gracious song to my humble 
existence 

You are what I hope and dreamed for 
You are perfect from your eyes to your toes
Your gleeful laughter echoes in my heart for you make it swell in delight

Such a exuberant smile, when I look upon it I still stare in wonder how perfect it 
radiates from you

How such a small essence of beginning you came from, now to this, a cherub of 
utter pleasantries 

When god made you he crack the mold so no other could be design as lovely as 
you

 I have wished and prayed for just a healthy babe instead I was blessed with 
exquisite bountifulness
My beautiful darling child of mine



T1nk


Details | I do not know? | |

Family God and the eagle

Family should be loyal and caring
and not instigating. Accusations fly 
In the blink of an eye, they have no
appreciation of how hard you have 
tried.

When a daughter goes through bondage
and struggles, in a world filled with troubles.
A father should be the man of the house,
putting forth a warm embrace and 
encouraging cuddles.

A sister who name calls, in her sisters situation
of need, take a second of consideration before
you commit to the deed.

A mother of unchanging ways trapped in her 
own bondage for countless days. She can't 
help you in fact it's sad to say, with her defeatist
attitude she will surly sway you to stay.

Do not fret and do not worry, you have a family
in Christ who will always encourage. God will lift 
you high on wings of the eagle through your
struggles. Be at peace God is love and he truly sees.


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A talk with a special friend

I lift my hands up to God above.
I cry out why can't I ever find love.
Why when I believe things are going my way.
That love no matter how hard I try will never stay.
The life I have crumbles around me against my will.
I still believe what will be will.
My answer comes in a quiet but strong tone.
He says"Dear child you are not alone."
You have given your life to me.
This you proclaim for the whole world to see.
So if life seems tougher on you than most.
Know you can handle it because I have filled you with the Holy Ghost.
In my time I will answer your prayer.
My child I will give you someone who will treat your heart with loving care.
Until that time continue to pray.
Ask me to give you strength to make it through each day.
So my hands folded and down on my knees I went.
I thanked God for that special message He just sent.
I knew at that moment what I must do.
So Lord I am turning everything over to you.


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Welcome Back Child

The tears of her heart began to fall
In pearl like droplets of pure rain;
Words cut like sabers caused such pain,
Eyes shot daggers, backed against the wall,
It seems you hate without cause.
Patiently, she takes it all in stride,
As a mother, stands e’er ready 
Welcomes you back from the dark-side…


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Unforgotten Child

I felt her movements, I felt her life
In my life then, I had much strife
I loved my little child so deep inside
She would be my joy, my true pride
Then one day I felt her great pain
I knew my life would never be the same
I did not hold her or see her sweet face
My life sas so sad so out of place
Then her breathe ceased to be
I wanted to run I wanted to flee
I wanted her to live and grow
I wanted her God in heaven to know
I wanted her to be like me
Loving flowers, trees and the blue sea
Now in God I seek solace from my sorrow
For I know he promises a better tomorrow
A world without fears
A world without tears
God has helped me to endure
Of this you can be firm and sure
My unforgotten child she will remain
I know that God will my strength sustain






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LET ME LIVE!

An unborn child comes to the realization that his Mother is contemplating having an abortion. 
Using Biblical Reason, he speaks to her through The Spirit, pleading that she change her mind
and allow him to be born.


"IS THIS WHAT GOD WOULD HAVE YOU DO:
TAKE AWAY A LIFE ITS RIGHT TO LIVE...
PREVENT A BIRTH INTO A WORLD,
WHEN HE HAS SO MUCH TO LOVE AND GIVE?

I KNOW THE SORROW YOU WILL FEEL.
OH CHOOSE THE GIFT OF LIFE NOT TO DESTROY!
HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS FOR JUST A WHILE
AND SOON YOUR PAIN WILL TURN TO JOY!

DID YOU NOT KNOW THAT ALL MY DAYS
WERE WRITTEN IN GOD'S GREAT MASTER PLAN?
I WAS WOVEN TOGETHER FROM THE DEPTHS OF EARTH
LONG BEFORE THE WORLD EVER BEGAN.

AS A CHILD YOU MUST ENTER THE KINGDOM OF GOD.
AS A CHILD HE WAS WORSHIPPED AND ADORED.
TO THE WISE THE WONDERS OF HEAVEN ARE CONCEALED,
BUT TO ITS CHILDREN THE GLORY REVEALED.

YES TO THE CHILDREN THE GLORY IS REVEALED





By Milton L. Delgado
Inspired by Proverbs 8:23
Psalm 139: 13-16
March 14, 1997


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daughter to father

it was always my biggest fear, the thought that if you care.
blind as a child but, now as a young adult i see clear.
you were and still is a mirror image of the father i wanted you to be.
the perfect father like i see on t.v.
at times i look up at the sky and ask God why my father have to lie.
do he treat his other children like he do my sisters and brothers.
a stranger to your family and other children.
how can i love them if we don't know one another.
bills pile up and the landlord threathing to kick us out, father tell me whats that all 
about.
is the same thing on in your household?
because even though mama and you are not marry ya'll still together.
tell me can i come stay with you for awhile until things get better.
i live my life paranoid at the world because at the age nine the devil came by 
surprise and harm your little girl,
force to be a woman in ways i didn't understand. 
where were you when on some Christmas we didn't receive a toy. 
that day i had my first kiss with what i thought was that special boy.
this is a confession from daughter to father in hopes he understand where my 
pain is coming from.
my heart race as i step outside but i know the fear that i have i must hide.
they say the strong only survives.
so in my heart i know i got to live my life as a strong woman then a scare child of 
my past.
sometimes these bad memories take over my mind, take full control.
father hold my hand and help me walk this lonely road.
release these demons hostage in my soul.
daughter to father i love you and i will never ask for to much only that when we fall 
be our clruth.
one day ill love to have you walk down the aial.
help me be the person i need to be.
help me be me.


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My Life Found Meaning Because of God (Too long to read)

My Life Found Meaning Because of God

When I Was An Overprotected Child 

I had the heart of a child.
I thought like a child.
I dreamed like a child.
I did chores like a child.
I had bliss like a child.
I forgave like a child.
I worshiped like a child.
I steadily grew like a child
Until the day came that:
I was no longer a child.

When I Became a Young Woman

My whole world fell apart.
Into many broken pieces lay my heart.
I tried to reassemble what was bitter…tart.
Life was not as sweet as at the start.
Arrows of hatred pierced my soul like darts.
I, disrespected, was the devil’s work of art.
Self-loathing flew off the chart!
Cruel coldness, plucked my joy’s cart.
The bliss that I once knew did depart.
Many choices that I made were not smart.
Trembling and wrecked by blackhearts.
I willfully withdrew my heart, every part.
My soul begged for death God could impart. 
Joys that I knew long before did depart.

…And God Ached When He Saw My Pain.

He knew that my world was not the same.
A big dose of reality enjoyed its fame. 
A mind-wrenching flurry filled my brain.
Constant fear and worry became ingrained.
Naïve choices unexpectedly flamed.
Satan’s most dreadful keys upon me took aim.
Bending understanding was the devil’s game.
Rationalization hit and made its claim.
I could not forgive my own heart of its blame.
My, once pure, wishes were rearranged.
The trepidation of life everyday remained.
Bit by bit, my soul grew dreadfully lame.  

But—

Even though my life seemed to be untamed.
And those who stared secretly mocked my shame.
My soul cried out to God to heal my pain.
And within this lonely holy temple, my frame,
Through prayer and supplication, God, came
Each new day began renewed again and again.

When I Knew That I Was in the Care of my God

I began to feel in my heart the love of God.
I began to dream of eternity with God.
I began to reach for the Kingdom of God.
I began to feel and know the joys of God.
I grew in spirit; I met me, a child of God.
I began to worship the Son of God.
I began to forgive as forgiven by God.
I finally understood the love of God.
I lived no longer in sin, but a child of God.

When I Began to Share My Gifts From God

My soul mate knocked on my front door.
And life became more blissful…evermore.
While together, we do, Our Lord, adore.
                                            Selah


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Samantha`s song

The lyrics roll off her tongue, the meaning is heard ...it is felt from R & B to the 
sweet soul of an Oldie, even the loud hard rock songs she hits every note, 
  like a play are a lip singing Deva she puts on a great show, she sings it with 
emotion, with passion she sings it as if it was Samantha`s song  
   A sudden stop, her little face blushes for out the corner of her eye she seen  
daddy's been watching " what" she ask`s "nothing" as I clear my throat.
I seen beauty when she was born, I fill the love from a daughter to a father  when 
she smiles at me , it makes me forget all that is wrong.
   A child so much her mom so full of love trust of beauty a child that reminds me 
of some one up above her confidence, the way she speaks....it`s like no other,
   I see my eyes my face I even see the grin I gave as a child in old pictures, but 
she`s more out going, undefined, she knows she belongs,
she sings songs of believing, meaning, songs of love, she sings songs from the 
radio, from movies she even sings duets with her brother,
Listing to music I remember when she sang this song, are that song I remember 
when she sang kariokie after the first one she wanted to sing all night long.
  They tell me in her teen years it will all change that I will be dad not daddy that 
her smile will turn to a frown that she`s going to rock my world,
  I tell them that's not true, and I may be blind to it but when things go wrong she 
lifts me up in my head her music plays on,
  I think of a time when she was a little baby, I held her in my arms we danced 
and I sang to her, the song was and always will be My Girl,
     That's Samantha`s song.
         
              


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For OD

My son is a silent star
In the distant sky of my love
He shines 
In cloudless memories 
Of simple times
The child sleeping on my breast
While mother snores
The child tugging at my rest
With incessant chores
The child grew like an eagle flies
Above the worship of the eye

My love is a pendulous dew
Waiting to fall
On the lips of child in the desert of self
O how fear the diamond so fragile
May break upon a heart so granite
And the boy I ran with long ago
And the boy I sang with long ago
Has become the man I do not know
Since from my exile nothing shows
The silence makes love invisible
Not the distance terminable
On leaf tip
Waiting to drip
Before the bee may sip.


Details | I do not know? | |

Why Should We pray

People ask Why?
Why Should we pray
Why???.. 
If God has everything planned
There is no point then
But God Has His Divine Reasons

As We can See..
God wants us.. His Children.. to come to Him
Show Him.. how much We Love Him
For He Loves Us
God Has His Divine Reasons

Just like You.. Love Your child 
You want Your child.. 
to come to You.. Right?
Show You their Love.. 
Don't You?
Or to have Your child to Ask.. You  
And Not be afraid to ask you anything
If ever your child was in need.. 
Wouldn't You want Your Child to?
Wouldn't You also.. 
Want to hear Your child say
                "I Love You " 
Out of Your Love.. for Your child.. 
Wouldn't You.. want to give Your Child 
The very Best..
Even when things do happen... for many reasons
To our Children.. tis can be bad or good
But.. You have your reasons.. 
but tis beyond their understanding
But tis always for the Best of Your Child
You have Your Human Reasons 

Tis the Same..

God Wants to give Us.. Out of His Love
His Very Best
Even when things do happen.. For many reasons
To us all.. God's Children tis can be Bad or good
God has His Reasons.. 
But beyond our understanding
tis always for our best God's Children 
God Has His Divine Reasons

When was the Last time
You prayed.. 
said to Our Father of Lights
I Love You!!!
For God is Love.. 
He wants Us to Love Him
For He Loved Us First

Come Show Your Love
Come to Jesus in Prayer
Talk to Our Father of Lights
Fellowship with Him
For God Has His Reasons
Don't You?

All tis for Our Best
To bring Us.. God's Children.. Closer unto Him

Come to Jesus


Details | Couplet | |

Madame Butterfly

A gentle nature, soft like rain
With fragile beauty, was her name
A fragrant blossom, he found bliss 
Enfolded her with flower's kiss
With gentle strokes he touched her cheek
With promised love he wouldn't keep
With fickled breath, he took her heart
He toyed with her, he played a part,
He stole her love, then sailed away
And told her he'd be back some day
Her face looked out from ocean shore
With longing hope, a child she bore
A faint sweet echo of a song
She held her child as days grew long
They waited in the ocean's breeze
With futile hopes that wouldn't cease
The stars were shining, love was crying
With pining ache, her heart was dying
Convinced his love had been so pure
She learned a truth,... could not endure
Another shore he had a wife
In disgrace, she took her life!

BUTTERFLY!! ...             Butterfly!!                  ... butterfly..................


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Push And Shove Leads To Tough Love

There's so much to
figure out
I can't talk or even
shout
The way you've
changed is so
surprising
It's causing a huge
uprising
I tried to teach you
right from wrong
And how to be really
strong
Never letting the
peer pressure
Make you feel any
lesser
But this person
you've become
Can not be changed
or undone
Lying, cheating,
alcohol
Drugs,
robbing--you've done
it all
Far from the way you
were taught
How did you become
so caught
And involved in such
nonsense
It's becoming way to
tense
For me to handle
anymore
Locks are changed on
all the doors
No more teen drama
will enter
Now tough love will
be the center
Of your days until
you see
How much better you
can be
Returning back to
who I raised
Getting lots of love
and praise
Letting go of all
the feelings
That turned you into
a demon
I'll be thrilled the
day that you
Return to me honest
and true


Details | I do not know? | |

i watch

i watch a mother and a child bond fade away.
i watch a child love for her mother go astray.
i watch a mother choose her man over her child.
i watch a child cry.
i watch a child slowly ready to take her life and die.
i watch a father abandon his child with no remorse.
i watch a child grow up so fast, never knowing what hit her.
i watch a child happiness slip away, now she 's a child fill of pain and hurt.
i watch a child run into the arms of lust.
i watch a child pray and ask god why.
i watch a child slowly hate her dreams.
i watch a child lose her faith and slowly disbelieve in her destiny.
i watch a child cry on my shoulder and confide in me, but there's was nothing i 
could not do


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for lexi

quick witted 
like the child her mother was
i miss that child 
but adore the butterfly she has become
she will be more 
than we all imagine
if we let her be
just as her mother 
and her grandmother and great grandmother were and are
but we come from a line of struggle
of will and wellness
of dreams and wants
of can be and will be
she smiles
and my heart is as full as it can be
she treats me like a playmate
and i wouldn't have it any other way
i love her and her mother
as much as my heart will allow
as much as there is room for
as if they were my own


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A Blessing

 A child is a blessing sent from above. A child is what happens when two people 
are in love. From the very first look from the very first touch. The very first smile, 
you remember so much.
 Their hands so sweet and soft to the touch. How could you not love something 
this much.
 Your heart spills wide open, with nothing but love. Thanking the lord from our
heavens above.
 Each day your love yet grows deeper. Knowing that this one is god's little keeper.
The keeper of hearts, hopes and yes dreams. All of life little deem's.
 It's what keeps us going from day to day. Would you really have it any other way?
 So remember this next time your child doesn't listen. Look in their eyes and 
watch for the glisson.
 Just like they did from the very first day, and remember those words you had to 
say.


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The Lioness

Don't wake the sleeping lioness
She breathes moist  breath into the cool of the shade in the morning.
Wide eyed child that liked to watch her sleep,
Wanting , though fear full, to lay beside her warm body,
Peered through the door and sat on the corner of the bed,
Crept closer and lay her head on a vacant pillow;
Face facing face, not too close, never too close.
Composing herself carefully into the position of the lion's body ,
The child would bury her head beneath the adjacent pillow 
And listen for the rhythm of a heart beat through the sheets,
Trying and trying to sync with the rhythm of another's heart.
Inhale,
Exhale,
To fill, to empty, 
To repeat again.


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"A Mother's Love"

In my mind, I'm picturing an angel from heaven. Someone who's love is devoted
with the credence to give strength and articulate joy, for each child and mate;
"A mother's love is not measure on the aspect of fate". Love is measure on the size
of the heart, that's why Jesus love is the epitome of mothers angelestic quantities of
what makes her a woman of instinctive morale, whereas her prayers goes a long way
when her child is lost in a world hungry and cold. A mother love is like an operation that
retrieve's your soul. Ask any women how life through the hardship! can she find love, when
pain stalks her daily?. And she tells you, the Lord that I serve when I moan gives me a
spirit of sanity and style, that enable me to have compassion for each one of my child's.
    "A mother's love, without it, her daughter does't learn the source of life domain, endur-
ance that signifies her as a women, that there's always an Angel that watches you when
life and diminutive words has no-shame.
    A mother's love goes with you to prison or wherever there's a need, her Faith is a
commodity that help plants a seed.
In my mind, I'm picturing an angel, ascending like a Dove, offering herself to all the,
"Mother of Love".


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MY CHILDS EYES

I still can see.....  But why my eyes never move? Still yet to see clearly my vision is 
blurry but to have ever seen through the eyes of a child not to be spoken through 
the face of madness created by your own insanity lost of innocence scolded by 
justice found by beauty and truth through the eyes of my child never touched by or 
spoken to in the face of madness not to be self-centered in there hated and pain 
created and mind blowed by my world created of my own insanity  but all is 
forgiven through the eyes of my child loved by innocence of truth created by the 
purity and beauty of laughter through the heart of a child still to have started 
breathing in to my life and out of my past will be eternally closed but never 
forgotten about, very silent and discreet  but has been and always is heard not to 
be in view or sight but to always hide in the past part of my life , never to be 
ashamed or ever regret but to live for the present and future.... Through the eyes 
of my 
child all is forgiven!!!! MY LOVE MY LIFE MY HEART MY SOUL MY SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,  
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
 A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
 A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me 
No matter what and will be with me always... 
Now this life is growing in my young womb, 
I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... 
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
 I am so all alone, how could this be? 
Where is the father of my child to be? 
No money or home for my child and I to go... 
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... 
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
 A child myself, I break down and cry. 
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, 
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
 So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. 
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only 
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.


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In our Father's Eyes

Our Father Loves Us..
We our Precious & Priceless in His Eyes
Wants the Very Best things for us…
Wants to give us Blessing and Promises
In this Life we Live
And also… in Glorious Eternity
 He wants to give 

God wants us to listen to Him
Out of the Love we have for Him
We ought to … want to…
His Divine Words are powerful 
Far more than any two edge sword
He wants us to Follow Jesus steps
This is God’s request… 
Whom we should want too
Because of Him we Love and Adore

Jesus will help you through
Anything you do…
Through God’s Divine Word
Through Jesus.. 
God can talk to you.. guide you
In every step you take…. 
This is No mistake

When we not respect or be obedient unto His Word
We do things in our own ways 
instead of what we heard
Then things will start to happen 
That we won’t want.. 
Then our Father allows 
These bad things to acure
We will then deal with circumstances 
according to God’s Word

Tis just like we Love our Children
Our Children are Precious & Priceless
In All Parents.. 
Grand Parents... Aunts Uncles Eyes…
Just like As if your child wanted something 
And you want to give your child the Very Best there is to offer
Your child asked for a piece of candy
You gave your child a piece of candy
But your child wanted more.. 
He asked… but you said No… 
For you will get sick.. if you eat too much of it
Then your child took on himself… 
Did What he wanted to do… 
He ate the whole bag…. To himself
Ended up with a tummy ache… 

This is no mistake… it does happen…
Your child did it on his own… 
He himself ---alone
The tummy ache…. Was allowed..
Because the circumstances he chose on his own
Instead the child didn’t listened to you (Parent)
The child should have wanted to share or go sparingly with it…
This is No Myth…

God Wants us all to have Blessings in this Life
He Wants us all to have the Very best things
But if we do not follow Jesus… Walk in Love
If we don’t listen.. to God above
If we chose to do.. things ourselves.. 
Not be obedient to God’s Divine Word
Then we too… pay the consequences… 
of our own sins… according to God’s Word…

Come to Jesus..
Believe… Ask… Receive
Through Jesus you can obtain eternal life
By God’s Grace
We are Forgiven
Ask Jesus in your heart
Ask for forgiveness.. then you Be cleansed
By God’s Grace you Receive forgiveness

Start following Jesus steps
Doing what’s right… walk in Love of Christ
God (Our Heavenly Father) Request


Details | I do not know? | |

Chain Of Life

It's hard to believe how life can change;
As you and your love create a chain.

A chain so strong, but fragile in size;
And feeling the love from the one inside.

As it grows from the love we share;
It's hard to believe that a life is there.

So I don't understand how parents can kill;
A child you created, your blood that you spill.

A child so precious, so please be aware;
You can never get it back, so take great care.

So if you think there's no hope one day or night;
Please think twice about taking a life.

To think this action even crosses your mind;
Please get some help, it will all be fine.


Details | I do not know? | |

When It's Time

I hear a heartfelt sob deep within my soul,
 It touches me in such a way, yet for why I don't really know
I pondered on the reason why this sound has come to me
As I think of all that had past and worry of what is to be
My mother the earth weeps for all that has been done
She sees all her children's fate, past, present and beyond
I ask the Great Spirit how can one single soul stop all that has been done
He smiles His light on me and says, my child you have only just begun
Your words are read by many who also seek the answer to the question WHY<
You carry the wisdom and heart of all your people who now dwell in the sky
The sobs you hear are your very own
For all those who now have gone
Gone from this world but they memory and spirit live on
Deep in your heart or hearts you know they are always near
Look in your soul my child and that's where I am
Close beside you holding your hand
You still have much to do my child for it still is not the time
But know when your time does come, we will walk together with your hand in 
mine






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Alliteration 7702

YO I JUST WANNA MAKE LOVE TO YOU
IN A VILLA IN CENTRAL PERU
KISSING' YOU LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL WHO CAN'T CONTROL HERSELF
CAN'T IMAGINE MAKING' LOVE IN THE WEST KEY ABORIGINES
MAKING LOVE LIKE THE PORTUGUESE AMORE
TABLE TOPS TO RUG BURN ON THE BACKSIDE
 THE MYSTIC LOOK OF TEARS WELLING' UP IN YA EYES
THE PENETRATION YOU MAKE BETWEEN MY VIBE
CATASTROPHIC, EVOLVING, EVOLUTIONS AS EMOTIONS ERUPT 
ENDING ENDLESS ETERNAL EXOTIC ECSTASIES 
A BEAUTY BOWING, BOASTING BROADCASTING BENEVOLENTLY 
BONDING BODIES BY BUBONIC BONDS
PROTONS POSITIVELY POTENT POISON PENSIVE PASSION
POLLUTING PURE PUSCY WITH PURE PENIS
COMMANDING CONTROL AND COMPASSION
COMPARING COMBINATIONS OF CUM EJACULATIONS
CONSEQUENCE IS CONCEIVING A MYSTERY NOT A MISTAKE 
A MAN'S CHILD NOT A LOVE CHILD 
MUGGY MORNING MEETINGS FOR MONOGAMOUS MANAJ'TRES OR  
MANAJ’TRES IN MONOGAMY
MIND MASTURBATING MENTAL MEMORIES IN THE MIDNIGHT MOON
LIKE EVE IN EDEN THAT ONE LAST BITE KILLED YOUR CURIOSITY 
GROOVING IN THE WATERS OF THE WEST INDIES
 DANCE WITH ME
FOREVER FIENDING FOR FLOWING FOREPLAY
FAVORITE FLAVOR FUDGE
INTRUDING INTRINSIC INTUITIONS INTO IMPOSSIBLE INTERVENTIONS 
INTRIGUING IMPULSES INVITING INVASION IMPROVISING INCISIONS 
PRECISELY PLACING PELVIS TO PELVIS
PRIVATE TO PRIVATE 
THE PERFORMANCE IN PROCESS PRODUCES PENNY PEOPLE WITH NO 
PENSION 
O DID I FORGET TO MENTION ALL THAT MUSHY SHH ABOUT:
YOUR FINGERS IN MY HAIR?
MY EYES GAZING INTO YOURS?
MY HEART BEATS FASTER WITH EVERY TOUCH?
 YOU KNOW, ALL THAT JAZZ AND SUCH-HOLLA.


Details | Rhyme | |

Love Child

There is nothing that is more comforting
Than holding your child against your chest
To feel their earthly rhythms
To feel their peaceful breath.

To feel the love that only you can have
As a Parent for a Child
It is the Greatest feeling
The Greatest emotion you could ever possess.

I feel that love so deeply
I feel it in my bones
This child was God's greatest gift to me
The most cherished thing I own.


(January 3rd, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

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


Details | Rhyme | |

What Is A Mother?

Mothers stay up late when
Their kids can’t sleep..
A mother’s affection
Will always run deep.
 
A mother silently watches
Her child asleep in their bed.
She looks back on her life before she
Was a mother and her soul was dead.
 
How could she have been so lucky
To get this precious angel?
Knowing that if anyone hurts her baby
They are sure to be mangled.
 
A mother’s heart swells with pride 
As her baby takes her first step.
When a child says “ I love you Mommy”,"
It was so emotional she wept.
 
To know that she is a parent 
Is her greatest title.
Hoping that her child will be  
Someone that others will idol.
 
A mother caresses her child’s 
Face when she has been crying.
A mother comforts her child
When her grandmother is dying.
 
A mother hopes she’ll be
As great as her own mother.
She hopes she won’t fail
And be like the others.
 
A mother protects her child when she  
Caught a tennis ball with her face.
And beating her step-son
Was definitely not a waste.
 
A mother sneaks down a phone when 
Her child is unjustly grounded.  
A mother makes damn sure when her
Husband insults her daughter he is fiercely pounded.
 
A mother looks over her mom 
Perming her child’s hair late at night.
She pretends she doesn’t see her 
Hiding so there won’t be a fight.
 
A mother comes to her child’s aid in her
Time of need when her own child is sick.
A mother cries when her father dies at the  
Same time and she is forced to pick.
 
Does she go home and bury her father?
Or does she stay and comfort her child?
The fact that she’s put in this position
Is nothing short of wild.
 
A mother lets her child and her best friend
Plus their kids move back home.
Living eight hours away while her grandson  
Is sick, she might as well have lived in Rome.

A mother comes to visit her sick
Grandson after a hard day’s work.
A mother comforts her daughter
When stress and chaos lurks.
 
A mother loves her children
No matter what the future holds.
Whether it’s life or death or
Runny noses from their colds.
 
A mother loves her daughter
In spite of all the troubles and tattoos.
A mother loves her daughter 
In spite of their difference in views.
 
A mother loves her child
No matter what they do.
The feeling is mutual and
Mother, I really do love you.


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My life at hand

A child with no father who has been suffered by losses
Bitten my a bug of anger & attitude that gives him no friends
Causing pain to everyone he touches
Drowning himself in sorrow cause he can never make it in life
Every relationship he has, another heart of his is broken
For every love he had he left and cheated for another.
Gained nothing but regret and lies
Hating his parents because they lied to him
Is he dying inside or is he hallucinating?
Justifying himself as a guy who lossed his virginity to another guy
Keeping his faith of his god above, stay strong in his religion.
Loving every sin fantasy, can he please stop being haunted
Making a choice, make himself happy or his parents & the world.
Never knowing whats right, just doing whats wrong
Opposing ever truth he is told cause he doesn't believe anymore
Paused at the drama what's happening in the world now
Quiting every job, possibility and opportunity
Raised as a child  with one mother, and none to love
Stopped believing he can try ages ago
Taking the bad side of life and eating it like a meal
Using everybody, stealing from everyone, not caring
Varying in the different consequences but doesn't care
Wondering will God forgive me?
Yet he still is turning his life around


Details | Free verse | |

Dark Curtains

"Yes!"
"No!"
"Brat!"
"I hate you!"
SLAM!
The dark curtains shook as she shut the door.
Locking it was a breeze.
Her dark curtains flew open and there stood a man.
He crawled through the window,
Straight towards the girl.
He kissed away her quiet tears.
She smiled softly…..

Behind those dark curtains,
Quiet tears always fall.

Behind those dark curtains,
A secret love appears.

Behind those dark curtains,
A flower is lost.

Behind those dark curtains,
A child conceived.

Behind those dark curtains,
Daughter becomes mother,
Son-in-law becomes father.

Behind those dark curtains,
New mother and old fight,
While child cries in the background.

Behind those dark curtains,
Becomes stained with blood,
As old mother kills new,
And old father kills the widowed.

Life and death all occur, 
Behind those dark curtains.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Berden

She alone must face the truth.
She alone must be strong, 
for she's the one that bare a child.
A child wonted, yet not.
she loved the man so it seemed.
Blonde and beautiful was he.
A stone in disguise of a jem.
Then the day, the day it came.
She knew it would.
The sun rose just as before.
Alone she stood to face the cold bitter truth.
The child growing inside her, she must face alone.
As the child grew, so did her love.
A gift sent from heaven, one just for her.
A sign from God!
A true jem, a special jem was the child.
From that moment on 
she knew there was no burden she could not bare.


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A Mother Child

A mother is a child 
She is younger than her children 
That is why she learns from them

She learns the value 
Of overcoming sin
Temptation passes her by

Her Children are her mentors
She teaches them while 
They teach her…… Perfect

A Mother loves her child 
With her life ……. Nothing more
She is burdened by love 

She cares, She loves
She’s our mother 
We love her

A team of the greatest 
A mother and her child 
One can’t live without the other

They run a race
A relay
Her love powers her

She can over come 
All things
Just dig a little deeper

They are the strongest
A mother and her child
Nothing can separate their bond

Emotions pay a truce
A battle can be mended 
Strongly from their hearts

She follows a God
A being not be seen
And so does her child

Her child follows her 
They make her feel the love
What more could we want

NOTHING MORE


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Save A Child

   

The very saddest thing the saddest of all,
     Is to see a little small child starving and waiting for death to call.
And see it’s momma pleading with her eyes hoping someone will help her child.
     While we sit here obese with our plates so full, how high the food is really 
piled!!
Our world is so unbalanced and so unfair,
      There is enough to go around but we have to share.
If every person could hold a starving child as it draws it’s last breath,
      And have that child look into your eyes with hopes you have come to spare it 
this death.
I think maybe then we would all reach into our jeans,
     And share what we’ve got so none of us has to witness this scene.
I pray that peace and happiness fill every ones heart,
     And that we all dig a little deeper and let this gift of sharing grow from the start.
A starving child is no ones enemy,
     And pity won’t feed it or set it free.
If you can help and you don’t that is like committing a crime,
    I pray you and yours never experience this sadness and that it can be stopped 
in our lifetime.
Send what you can I know you’ll be blessed,
     Help that little child please give it your best.


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My Child

Oh dear Child
Dear Child of Mine
What did I do to deserve thee
What did I do to make you mine?

I look at you in amazement
As you sleep upon my breast
I love you oh so dearly
You are my good, my better, my best.

Sleeping oh so quietly
You have the face of an angel without wings
A peacefulness and a quality
An aura of heaven, not of earth.

Your golden hair frames your childish face
Your lips hold the hint of a smile
Your tiny hands lie clasp in prayer
An innocent gesture not meant to beguile.

I love you more than life itself
Oh ancient child of mine.
I know that you were meant to be
You were meant to be so fine.

Finer than the best of my china
That sits upon the shelf
Finer than all of my jewelry
That I use to adorn myself.

You are my greatest creation
More than anything I could have imagined
I love you more than all the virtues given
I love you more than life itself.

 
Copyright Christine A Kysely November 30, 2010

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


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Save The Children

      

           

What makes sense in this world today? 
   Most of our children don't even know how to play. 
It has to have a remote control or hand held joystick. 
   Most of the games are either evil, violent, or just downright sick. 
Most parents don't spend enough time with our kids till the damage is done. 
   Then we wonder what has happened to our daughters and sons. 
A lot of these cartoons and games truly have such evil themes. 
   They influence our children, their mind and their dreams. 
If a child is shown and taught nothing but killing and hate. 
   What do you suppose might be their outcome, can you envision their fate? 
Instead of rewarding a child with an electronic game, try buying them a book. 
   Perhaps maybe one you might have read when you were their age, and 
challenge them to look. 
Try being a parent and remember who's the boss! 
   There is just no excuse and you can't afford the loss. 
It's not always easy being a parent but remember what you have at stake. 
   Last but not least, tell them how Jesus died for all our sakes. 


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Little Girl

Little girl, little girl that was bourn premature
The devil thought the had her, But he didn't know the shocking truth,
She was save and blessed in a special way
That's the reason why, she was born on the 15th of May.

Time has past one month then two
She grew so fast I didn't even have a clue,
Now that her first birthday has come 
Believe me you, this child is not dumb.

Very peculiar child the Bishop said
I know this child is Spirit led,
Now that she has turned two
If you let her, she will pray for you.

When she was born, she was so small
Who would have thought that she'd be so tall,
This child is my whole world
Doesn't matter how old she gets, she'd still be my Little Girl.


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THE ULTIMATE FRIEND

Father, you came to me first, not as God, nor creator, but as a friend. You have given me 

hope when I had none. Shared your love when I had none to share, and held me safe in 

your arms of eternity. You have opened up the doors to my soul and shown me that which 

is, was and could be. I love thee beyond all. For you are the open hand, the whisper in my 

silence, the light in the darkness. And I, my Lord God, am but a shadow in your light, an 

echo from a word passed, a child lost in a world of children…A child who will always need a 

friend.


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THE JEWEL OF TEARS

The child stood in the centre of the great hall
Slowly the fingers uncurled
A jewel to be seen
A jewel began to glow
Unfolding light
Felt by everyone
Wings
Soft and bright

 
The child threw the jewel into the air
The stone, dissolved into light 
The other world released
With its’ angst and despair
 

Such sweet sadness
In a jewel glow
That, what we think
Of things
That cannot be so

 
A yearning
That a single tear
Can fall
Unheeded
In the other world

 
That, an angel
With a hand uncurled
Released the light
Of a tear
That fell unheeded
In the other world

 


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THE BRIGHT LIGHT

Quietly I sat staring out my bedroom window 
Waiting for his return 
the Snow begins to fall,and the wind is very cold 
my heart begins to yearn 
the anticipation is over whelming 
my thoughts drifted back to our yesterdays together 
Good times... so many good times, so very long ago 
memories of our love and laughter filled this room, 
Where we had watched the growth of our love 
What happened to our love 
Was it still lingering somewhere in his heart 
somewhere Deep beneath that outer layer 
Of paranoia and despair 
I watched him leave through the door 
Into the cold, dark lonely night 
I longed to stop him 
I desired to embrace him 
this feeling was too hard to fight 
So as I sat there all alone, 
tears begin to fall from my eyes 
tears of loneliness 
I felt all alone 
no one to hold me 
to love me 
to comfort me 
I felt so incomplete without his love 
I long for him 
I'd die for him 
as these thoughts race in my head 
I see the sun rising 
and the room begins to brighten 
I mean a light so bright 
it was like my eyes were open to a new life 
that very moment 
that bright light was Jesus Christ 
he came and said my child 
I will never leave you nor forsake you 
man will always disappoint you 
but I am always here 
so dry your eyes my sweet child 
don't remain in denial 
don't point your finger at another 
check your heart, and you will discover 
it's my love you ignored 
I will never walk away 
my love is here to stay 
when I heard the voice of Jesus that day 
his love I excepted right away 
I will never put another before you Jesus 
because your love is what I needed 


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ASHLEY

I was walking through life so fast because times was so dark,
I suffered from pain and hurt  that layered deep within my soul.
But the laughs and smiles shined brightly through,from a beautiful young child of 
God.
The playful memories she left with me,is like reading heavens personal get well 
card.
We fall down but we get back up again!!! Is the joy she gave to me ,her memories 
are my closest  friend.
Each day as God opened my eyes,I knew she was a for sure smile waiting ,in 
which I knew I could depend .
In her eyes I saw heaven ,so I guess you could say;me and Jesus was some kin.
This angel was so Blessed that she had many Blessings to lend.
And even though I was asleep ,I still heard what she said,Wake up !!! Wake Up !!! 
Wake Up Sleepy Head !!! 
That was the sound I heard ,as my heart jumped like a volt of fire consumed in 
my heart.
God's Grace flashed in her eyes as I saw her standing there,with her eyes 
shining brightly as the biggest brightest sun.
Who is this little sweet angel child of God is the question ???
She is my niece Ashley !!! an angel Gift from God,sent to show  me the love I 
never knew I had.
And now she's gone home to live with our Father in heaven,but the love of her 
smile is embedded in my heart,as the love of Christ light's  the way as He carry 
me through the day.
Rest In Peace Ashley !!! You Sweet Little Angel Child of God.


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A New Tomorrow

Six months ago when she stood in front of her mirror she thought here life was 
over.  But as she stands there today looking at herself instead of tears of sorrow 
there are tears of joy running down her cheeks.  Just listen to what she thinks of 
herself now.  I thought because my breast was removed I would no longer be a 
whole woman.  How wrong I was.  I’m still the same beautiful intelligent woman 
without my breast.  I also thought my husband wouldn’t want to be intimate with 
me.  How wrong I was.  He actually holds me closer and more gently than 
before.  And when we’re intimate each time is like the first time we made love.  I 
can’t believe that I thought that my next hungry child would starve just because I 
had one of my breast removed.  How wrong I was.  My next child won’t only 
hunger for food but my child will also hunger for love and I don’t need both of my 
breast to love my child.  Yes, six months ago because of breast cancer a part of 
my womanhood did die, but it has been resurrected and I have a new tomorrow 
because I finally realize my breast isn’t what makes me a woman but what I have 
inside does.  And inside I’m all woman.


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NOT MY CHILD

Not my child in school acting like disobedient clown . When I'm not around . The 
teachers telling me this and that. How could this be? When they don't act like  
this around me.
Not my child in school in and out of their seat disrupting the class. How long will 
this last? Do I come to the school and bring correction with me? My child is a 
reflection of who I am.This is why correction is in place. Take your pick at the 
method that is used.My child will not abuse the teacher with excuses of of why 
they can't behave. A rod of correction will drive this foolishness out.
     My child will not be an embarrassment to me; acting like there's no home 
training.My child will do their classwork , pay attention, and follow along.Coming 
up to the school will no longer be an issue.
    My child is in school obeying all the rules. The parents and the teachers must 
work hand and hand;and the community please help when you can. My child  and
your will have a good start with helping hands that care.


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CHILD PLEASE STAY STRONG

My child I am here. I have never gone away.

I watch you as you cry. I hear you when you pray.

I know it’s hard to stand up strong when you’re so weak inside.

It’s hard to see the truth when all you know are lies.

I know it’s hard to serve me in everything you do.

Because acceptance is important and it means a lot to you.

Remember, friends will pass away and leave you hear alone.

But I am here to stay and I will never let you go.

My child please don’t walk away now that you hare hear. 

I know that it gets rough but please remember I am near.

You are better off to never know than to know and walk away.

So please just stand up strong. Don’t let your friends get in the way.

Temptation will arrive but not beyond what you can bare.

I’ll provide you a way out every time that you are scared.

Every time that you get weak and feel you cannot stand.

Remember I am here just reaching out my hand.

I am here to help you up every time that you may fall.

I am here to give an answer every time that you may call.

I am here to be your friend when everyone has gone away.

When everyone has left you, I will be the one that stays.

My love is everlasting and never will it die.

I gave my life for you so we will never say goodbye.


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Blame

I am a wreck
i am messed up in the head
i am misled
i am a sorry excuse for a person

i am someone you see everyday
you pass me by
you look but never really see

i am not important to you
i am not someone you
would liek to know
i do not fit into your perfect little world

i am the outcast
i am thrown away
i am unloved

im the child you see everyday
the child you look at
but never really pay attention to

i am negelected
you have no time for me
i am a waste
i dont fit into your schedule

im the friend you see everyday
the person who is always there
but you dont take time to see
you never really care
you too worried about yourself

i am the best thing that could happen to you
although youll never know
for you have tossed me away
i didnt seem like i mattered
so you decided to get rid of me

only to find out
that youd miss me
and want me back

but i am gone
i am freed
no longer must i bleed
for all your mistakes
i was never to blame

you are the one who is not sane
the one who caused so much pain
the one who i blame


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The Beginning of the Tapestry

Could I leave you? Could I really fend off the tears that would batter my heart? Could I
Dante the man you love follow through, martyr my heart?

My life was slain with arrow and bows, they kept on firing fatal shots, until they thought
this man would go, he refused to be beaten not then and not now,I am your Man for eternity
as this tapestry doth show.

Is this balantant blindness, a refusal to see? go see now and read phropesy for it
predicted you and me!

I looked and I read of an angel without wings, how a feather was missing, and her voice
could not sing, a stranger beckoned come close to the edge, and she tremored and feared,
dear lord call me instead! He persisted his voice was all she could hear, and without
resistance her body came near, are you ready dear child to come to the edge, to hear what
I whisper, to denounce fear and dread, 'I am fearful you see my wings lack a feather, and
to fall off this edge I just could not, never'! Dear child your so innocent made of life's
crazy chemistry, but it's written can't you see? in this love's pure tapestry!

There listening can you hear them, they think it's all us, and the tapestry writes of this
one unique love, but the tapestry feeds all of love and of life and it's pages reveal
every husband and wife!

Ok I think I see, yet still not quite sure, your saying that whats happening was predicted
long before?

Shhh slowley your running before you can walk, and you can't learn whats being shown
before it's being taught!

Do you think this tapestry has no illusion or emission, dear child this tapestry has an
angelic mission

You came and found me locked away in this prison, yet not once did you question your focus
and vision, within walls made of concrete barbed wire and towers you sat by my side and we
talked there for hours.

His mind replayed there touch when she did visit, amongst the guns, the guards and
prejudice, the intimacy they could not prevent when finally they kissed!

The convict and the Nun, in a visitors room observed, and when they watched with eyes so
damn intense they could not be seen nor heard!

For While  they watched with hand to gun, they never saw him tell her run!

So what is the tapestry and what does it say, and how exactly did Dante make her act quite
that way?

What happened next? what did they do when Dante wanted to run with you?

Well did things improve or did they get worse, you'll learn my friend in the coming new
verse, I will tell just what happened to me, when I fell in love with this beautiful Tapestry!


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If I...

If I die tonight don't cry saying life ain't right
I'm still here in the spiritual just not in ya physical sight
I pray my life being taken brings you closer to Christ
and because I was saved by the blood you should know that I'm alright
If I find the heart to cheat on you would you be forgiving
would you wanna break up or open ya ears and listen
but in the midst of this drama I'm trying to 
reach out to you threw my writtens
so If I don't see you for a while 
would I be the one that you'd be missing
If I got shot or stabbed in the streets
and got put in critical condition
I wonder if any of my family or friends would come & visit
to all you lyrical listeners love is what I continue to seek
but unfortunately God's word is like promises 
it's something everybody don't keep
If I had a son wisdom is what I'd teach em
what if my girl wants an abortion 
naw since this is my 1st child I need you to keep em
pain is love I can feel what she feels bearing my child in labor
she's the mother of my child how could I find the heart to hate her
If I put God 1st he said he would bless me
he said he'd give me the desires of my heart and he would shelter me
God please help me to make it threw this day
and I give honor to my heavenly father for
allowing me to see another glorious day


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La Noel Sucree

Using the snow to make white chocolate,
And we cheerfully waltz down a sponge street. 
As we melt away in the sweet, sugary clouds, 
I can't wait for our hands to meet! 

Because you're so sweet, I'll make it bitter,
And I use more meringue that usual. 
A kersch-flavored cherry carriage rolls in, 
And to the next station, being careful. 

Wearing the scent of lovely vanilla and with an Xmas ticket, 
I buy your favorite tart at the Chiffon Cake Street shop. 
I walk delicately to your home so I don't drop the cake, 
So please wait for me as I skip on a gumdrop. 

I stop at the candle fields, 
Enjoying the bright colors, red, blue, and yellow. 
I drink a glass of red juice, 
Tonight is a special night where our love will grow~! 

I won't take much more time to get to you, 
I wonder if my cake is okay? 
Wait, my reindeer is running away! 
Flying with a red-nose express through the grey. 

When the snow falls, it's a light acrylic pink, 
My fingers are colored purple when I touch it. 
I can't take your call right now, I promise though, 
When I come, you'll get a big Christmas star tonight! 

With a sugary frosting, I paint a heart on the tree, 
Love will be in the air tonight. 
So wait for me, I have to walk delicately, 
I won't drop the cake, alright? 

For the Children's Christmas or Holiday Tale competition


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Myrtle

It was at our gate
A tree the bloomed white rose
And bore velvet leaf
That type of thing that makes a child believe in fate
I mean the sweet scented kind
Like a woman's skin covered in oil
One day I stood there again
Long after my father fell asleep
Leaving me like an abandoned child
My heart was cloyed with grief
And like a child I weep
For love I had taken for granted
Was gone
The fence had fallen too
And I was forgotten
At the forgotten gate
Where the myrtle rose grew.


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Where Do We Start?


We have gone from tube radios to transistors to microchips in such a short span,
We have gone from good morals to sleaze with no restrictions and no imposed bans.
The word NO has no strength like it did so long ago,
It’s just an idle threat that now means do what you want just don’t let me know!

Discipline should be returned to teachers as well as to the parents who raise that child,
Children need to learn respect for others so they don’t grow up mean and wild.
I heard a child say the other day that he was a cutter, a what I said!
And he showed me all the scars and replied just wanted to know what it felt like being dead.

People we need to pray for these young people who really are lost,
They need love and attention and are willing to pay the ultimate cost.
I think they ought to outlaw body piercing as well, it’s just another form of crying out,
Look at me is what they are saying, I’m just so lost and full of doubt.

Next time you see a child like this, try and understand they need a friend,
They have grown up in a society that seems to be reaching its very end.
We have allowed babies to have babies and they’re too young to know how to really care,
And we are seeing the results of a society with no love to share.

We all need discipline and order in our lives to keep us on the straight and narrow path,
Because one day we will all answer to God and I personally don’t wish to feel His mighty wrath.
And it is up to us to extend our heart and to share Gods ever present love, 
And to know how important it is that we can be forgiven and reap all the amenities from up above.


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Whispers of Love

When a child is born God is there 
A miracle only He can perfect 
And as He watches from Heaven on high 
He sends angels to keep and protect 

When a mother prays for a child who's lost 
He understands her tears 
He knows her heart is filled with pain 
As He comforts and calms her fears 

He shows us His Love in many ways 
The way that only He can 
And when we're tired and weary 
He offers to hold our hand 

Sometimes His Love is hard to see 
But just look to Heaven above 
For when we think we're all alone 
He sends us His Whispers of Love


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The Worse Pain in Life

To say I’ve endured pain is an understatement at best
A past abusive relationship; too painful to put to rest
Blows, torture and torment surrounding everyday life
Never fully recovering, still piercing me with his knife

Cuts, bruises and gashes; open wounds painfully show
Of the agony and suffering of an abuser I now no longer know
The past pain and misery was putrid, and nothing could compare
To the horrendous life he gave to me of solitude and despair

Then as time went by and I grew up and children I did bare
The pain I suffered previously, seemed to vanish in mid air
Looking at my child crying, as the tears roll down upon her face
It was then I finally realized, my pain had suddenly been replaced

Nothing can compare to your child’s flowing tears of pain
The pain I felt was just a fraction of my child’s dire bane
The worse pain I’ve felt in life was watching my child in need
Nothing could ever compare to your child’s crying hurtful pleads 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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The Child Within

I’m all grown up Daddy and all I can do is keep looking back.
I’ve traveled a long road just to be standing here dead on this track.
Many of my tears have been laid to rest and my smile I now seek.
Bruised and battered I cover the little girl that grows inside.
Yellow blankets and satin pink pillows to comfort her when she’s weak!
She seeks to hide.

I’m all grown up Mama and all I can do is keep looking ahead.
I’ve rode the Oceans waves just to be alive and not feel so dead.
Many of my laughs have been put to a test and my smile I have never found.
She’s lost, but sound.

The child within, they all attack.
The child within, they are all meek.
The child within, they all fed.
The child within, they are all bound.

In a world so far away,
Treasures and castles were her path.
It is where she always went to play.
Beautiful gardens and flowing rivers is where she took her very first bath.
Like watering a tree, that little girl just grew and grew and grew.
Finally, she broke free and was clear from every single one of you.

® Registered: Ann Rich   2007


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And thy shall be one

When the Lord called to His angels
there was thunder from the throne
He said there is a child of mine down there
who's been too long alone
So He called one precious angel
out from all the rest
and said I'm sending you my child
for you are my very best
Now there are no words to say how much
to Him this child was worth
for Him to send an angel here
to walk upon this earth
Then again when they were married
there was thunder from the throne
He said I see my child now
no longer is alone
Now listen to my story
for I know that it is true
that God does answer prayer you see
there's nothing He can't do
Now I know this precious angel
who lives a mortal's life
for I was that lonely child of His
and that angel is my wife


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Child

                                        You wake up in the morning and there it is.
                                        No knowledge, a visibly clean new slate.
                                        Unconditional love until the day that you die.
                                        That is what a child means to me.

                                         From the day they enter the earth, they bring joy.
                                         Even in the "terrible twos" it's really not that bad.
                                         Each new day an opportunity to teach them what's right.
                                         That is what a child does for me.

                                         The first date, first crush, first heartbreak.
                                         All things that need to be treasured.
                                         They hate you one minute, cry on your shoulder the next.
                                         That is what a child needs from us.

                                         Constantly growing, physically and emotionally.
                                         "Daddy, why am I getting hair down there?"
                                         Unconfortable at times, but wonderful nonetheless.
                                         That is what a child can put you through.

                                         The walk down the isle to give your little girl away.
                                         You wanna hold her so tight until the day you die.
                                         But now she's off to start her own little family.
                                         That is what a child grows up to become.

                                         So this is what I have been trying to tell you all.
                                         The next time you anger your son or your daughter.
                                         Don't scold or hit them, hold them tight and say "I love you."
                                         Because that is what a child needs the most.  


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A Mothers Love

 

Her lullaby she sang so sweet,
    While kissing her babies toes and feet.
Momma loves you she would coo as she rocked,
    This tiny gift from God she still was amazed and shocked.
Such a perfect creation and it came from her,
     She prayed to be the best mother that there ever were.
It was so tiny and fragile and she felt so alone,
     But it was also the greatest thing she had ever known.
She had created life the most amazing gift of all,
     As she caressed it to her bosom all rolled up in such a small and tiny little ball.
The child was asleep and she hated to lay it down,
     As she released its little fingers that were clinging to her gown.
Goodnight my precious child as she gently laid it in its bed,
     Momma loves you and she gently caressed the baby’s head.
Sleep tight and she asked God to watch over her precious child with all his 
might.    
      What she didn’t see were the guardian angels God had already sent that very 
night.


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Your Greatest Gift

Love is faithful.
Love is kind.
Look in the bible 
that's where you'll find.
The chapter on love 
that I'm talking about.
Love rejoices in the truth.
Love never met doubt.
Love is beautiful
if you know what I mean.
Open up your bibles
to 1 Corinthians 13.
Love is patient.
Love can't forget.
Love is forgiveness 
without any regret.
If I sold everything that I owned
just to feed the poor.
Or had knowledge and wisdom.
Knew all mysteries and more
If I could move great mountains
so majestically tall
and I didn't have love
I would have nothing at all.
Love is long suffering.
Love will survive.
Love is the substance that keeps 
your spirit alive.
When I was a child 
I did not understand.
No longer a child 
I have become a man.
I have put aside foolish things
that a child might do.
I love You Lord.
I do this for you.
God You made us in your image.
The gift of life alone is enough.
But out of all the Blessings we received.
Your greatest gift was love.


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a child is a terrible thing to waste

it's so important to encourage our youth and let them know that we care
for it's a terrible thing to waste a child especially one that you reared
our children are our future, they're our living legacy
so be careful how you raise them up from their infancy

a child is a terrible thing to waste and this God understands
for the children are the continuous message for the foundation of modern man
so bring them before the Lord and tell them Jesus Christ is their Savior
love them, praise them and be circumspect especially with your own behavior
let them know that Jesus died so that they could have strength, faith and hope
let them know that His sacrifice will give them the means to cope
yet there are parents who raise their children by only providing material things
but the material things of this world will not cover everything
the only thing that a child can hold on to is love, hope and faith
so introduce them to the Lord Jesus Christ before it's too late

in the Bible some leaders in the church 
of the children they seemed to discourage
but to be a true disciple of Christ 
the Holy Spirit in them you should encourage
are you one who pushes a child towards greatness and their true destiny?
or are you a hindrance in a child's life denying them God's ministry?
the church should be a place of comfort, of prayer and a haven of peace
so don't  push them out into the world where they'll become products of the street
where dreams are shattered, hope is crushed and belief is a liability
for it's a terrible thing to waste a child, the core of mankind's continuity

so call to remembrance the roots of faith  that have always upheld your family tree
pass the baton of hope and belief onto your future progeny
don't disqualify them from the race in this journey we call life
equip them with the necessary tools 
they'll need to become servants of the Lord Christ
open the doors to their hearts and put a spark in them
teach them the ways of Christ for it will sustain them in the end
it's a terrible thing to waste a child so give them love, support and concern
raise them up in the ways of God and to the streets they will never turn





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Costume Party

You hold soo tight
Those dreams you don't understand
You hide very well
Behind a nonchalant mask
You smile soo wide
How did you get away with that?
You run soo fast
With no getaway plan

T.V has become a reality
Every child in actuality a prodigy
Radio based on insanity
Reason tasted humanity
You testify, you rationalize, then they electrify
And everyone wonders what's wrong with their stupid lives

You hold soo close those things most can't have
You hide very well
Behind an obvious mask
You smile soo wide
How did you get away with that?
Running soo fast
With no getaway plan

Do you love at all?
do you aim to please?
Do you love anything?
Do you love anymore?
selfish with your own needs
Do you love anything
Besides your own greed

T.V has become sadistic
Every child bears its witness
Radio preaches no forgiveness
Reason tested humanity
When you testify, they rationalize, when everything is this electrified
Everyone wonders what's wrong with their stupid minds


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Remember

I remember when you packed up
and stacked the bags in the pick up
That night I curled up in a corner
I wore black like a mourner
I had dreams of us
You & ma got alone without a fuss
You held me and said daddy is here 
and not going nowhere
There you cast away all my fears
When ever I feel no body cares
I remember and it gets me in tears
But it would never happen
No matter how much I pretend
But you know me
Better than any body
You mean to tell me 
You never did anything wrong 
You wasn’t there to sing a bed time song
All you did was never call on my birthday
All you did take care of us but hey
That’s nothing right
You think me & Joshua are nothing right
You never did nothing wrong right
NO
So you had to go
But you didn’t call me not even when I turned 6 years old
Now you acting like super dad
The thought alone gets me mad
You try to say if I don’t call you won’t call
So you think I care at all
What are you gonna do leave me
Walk away from me, It’s the reality
Go back where you came from
Because all you ever did was run
But I’m not going to lie. “Dad”
You wasn’t so bad
When acted like you 
You was cool
You was caring, loving, funny, and understanding
That showed a lot to me
It showed me that you are a good person inside
You sometimes tend to hide
When you subside 
What feeling are erupting inside
you mind
No matter what you say 
Days from today
I will remember 
The years I spent as your daughter
They are different
Daughter & Birth Child you hear it
Birth Child was when I would dream of you coming back
but you never tried to get in contact
Afraid of how I would react
Wondering I would attack
When all you subtract
me from you causing a greater impact
on my childhood
creating things I never understood
Daughter was when you taught me to dance
and when you took care of us
That’s why I’ll always give you a chance
For the good times
but I’ll always that about you all the time


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Healing, the Child Within

( HEALING, THE CHILD WITHIN )

Maybe you didn't know,
how much it would mean to me
to have your hand in mine.

Maybe you didn't know,
how much it would mean
to hear your voice.

Maybe you didn't know
the dreams I had...
of love and of sailing.
Little pictures in the sand,
What is my name?
Tears in my pillow,
you never saw.

Time has shattered--
no hellos or hurrahs,
graduation or pretty flowers

Trees are so tall,
it makes me wonder...
Red bird flying,
wait for me.
Dreams as wide as the ocean
listen when I speak...
I long to please.

I'd give you all I had
hidden treasures
from my pockets
and my heart.

Grown woman, little child
my hand still reaches-
Time is swiftly going.
Take my hand in yours,
Lord....Father

May I call you that??
Lead me to safety, to the unknown,
stay with me for a while.
Blue skies fill the earth,
a gentle breeze blows,
I close my eyes
and I feel ...
peace.

(c ) Jasmine Paul 11-22-2014 <3


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No Different Brain

Who is right and what is wrong?
Everyone likes to sing a song.
Who is small and who is tall?
Everyone is same when they fall.

Who is black and who is white?
A meaningless matter living has a fight.
Who is rich and who is poor?
Living for food sickness has no cure.

Who is dirty and what is clean?
Air has mixture no different brain.
What is darkness and what is enlightment?
Everyone dies nobody pays a different rent.

Who is a child and who is an old one?
A child has dispute, an old has fun.
It is rhyme of a life to live with own,
Love has cry sadness is mourn.


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Cathartic

I tried to love her.
I so was anxious to love her.
A child can endure such abuse.
I have finally broken the noose.
 
She was unto a monster;
But a child’s eyes are naïve—
Even the bitterness of abuse seems 
Sweet in the eyes of a youngster.
 
O’ how a child yearns for affection—
Only to be mistreated unto dejection.
A child can easily become infected—
Ruined and wretched by adolescence.
 
I tried to love her.
I was so anxious to love her.
A child can endure such abuse.
I have finally broken the noose.
 
My eyes water as I introspect.
Within me are splinters I must disinfect.
I have prayed to breathe—
I have prayed to break free of her disease.
 
I have finally broken the noose;
But it is difficult to completely break loose.
Agonizing remnants pierce the heart—
As I ponder of abuse, my poetic art.
 
If not for abuse, would I be art?
If not for abuse, would I possess this spark?
Should I despise mother? 
Am I not a poet? 
 
O’ how a child yearns for affection—
Only to be mistreated unto dejection.
A child can easily be infected—
Ruined and wretched by adolescence.
 
I cry for mother. My eyes ache for mother.
I want so much to love for mother. I am 
Confused, a reborn child abused. But I 
Love Mother, she is my poetic dam. 
 
 
Naive


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The Father

God, You are my Father,
You are my Friend.
I know You will be with me until the end.
Faithful and True, You are to me,
Seeing the very best in me, instead of the horrible person I know I must be.

Why You put up with me is beyond my comprehension, 
Your deep unconditional love for me defies explanation.
I am a child of hell and that’s where I belong,
But You were very present and I felt Your love so strong.

You keep the ‘enemy’ at bay when he desires to come in like a flood; I know that I 
am covered in Your precious shed blood.
Lead me in Your glory; lead me in Your plain path and way,
So I can have eternal life and live with You someday.

I want to see You and look upon Your face,
When life is all over and we’re in that Holy Place.
AND ALL Your people shall worship You in sincerity and praise Your Holy Name,
Come into my heart and change me, so that I many never be the same.
I love You, dear Jesus, and I am sorry for walking away,
I need Your guidance to live my life today.

You are my Best Friend, True and Divine,
I can’t believe that I can call You mine.

Forgive me for leaving You; help to never turn away again,
Pour out Your mercy and compassion, falling upon me like heavy rain.
Never leave me Jesus, 
See the child inside of me,
Make and mold me, Jesus into what You need me to be.
Thank You Jesus, Thank You Lord,
Help me to keep us on one accord.
Thank You Lord. Amen.


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BECOME THE CHILD HE WAS...

This coming Christmas put away prejudice and pride
and become the child He was...coming to earth and die:
the Messenger of God to touch the humblest hearts
when joy didn't exist and love couldn't be found in anyone;
look up to the coldest and starriest sky...
thousands of angels in their glory shine!
Look deep inside and put kindness first and realize:
that this is a season to give without measure, just smile!



Child, heavenly Child, open those kind arms
and welcome everyone who gladly comes
to worship you with that very special gift;
Child, heavenly Child, how can we be changed in heart,
and suddenly become like you are:
being that closest friend, not an uncaring stranger! 
  



Kings and Presidents will bow down like us,
and glorify you for coming down in the form of man...
to forgive and understand us, to teach us love and elate us;
long ago hope was lost, and that long-awaited Redeemer
never came...now, you have come to bring your peace and salvation,
and the Christmas' star has set on the world in wonder!
Let's stare at it with gladness...to find the purpose in your birth,
and spread the joyful tidings to those without worth!



Child, heavenly Child, call all to your manger
and stand side by side by the singing angels
and let them see that we can become the child you are,
without a crown, riches, vanity and privileges! 
Child, heavenly Child, you only ask us to say the kindest word:
to forgive and be forgiven and to love and be loved in return!  
 

Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci


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Child Like

I feel like a child who almost drowned
Afraid to test the waters again.
A child who was given a puppy
And it was taken away.
A child who reached for a hand
And none was given.
A child lost in a mall
Looking to anyone for help.
A child who was told the story of a great white knight
Who sits waiting, but he never comes.
A child raised on a foundation of love
But now feels her own foundation crumbling beneath her.
Lost in a forrest
Afraid of the nights.
Yet the sun makes her smile
For maybe today she will find her way out.
So what will become of this little girl lost?
For the love that she seeks, will she always pay the cost?
Every night upon her knee
She prays "daddy please help me"


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Every Child Has The Right

There isn't one single child alive
In the world out there,
That doesn't have the right to be loved by someone
That really does care.
Every child has the right to feel wanted
And to know that every single day,
No child should feel abused,
Or hurt repeatedly in different ways.
Every child deserves to feel real joy
That is visible in their smile,
That when a child is sick or scared
There is someone to hold them for a while.
Every child has the right to feel validated,
And to be the "star" on their own stage,
No child should be violated
Or subjected to an adult's rage.
All children should be able to shine,
Just beautiful in their own light,
For all these things and more,
"Every Child Has The Right" !!


Details | I do not know? | |

Children

A mother told me to love a child is divine,
I didn’t understand until I had mine.
Divine, though she is, still there is more.
She is wonderful, beautiful and rotten to the core.
I would tell people to love a child is divine,
But I feel so much more when I look at mine.


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Marry...? Christmas.

ding- dong -ding-dong- ding
jingle bells as people flourish the streets looking for what ...presents,
as a child sees Christmas they see what they will get,
an adult sees Christmas as a time to belittle over worked merchants,
we wish you a marry Christmas rings out from sound tracks at the mall,
bitter no good grenches take this time to watch the poor crawl,
ever see a spoiled child smile with joy?
ba rump bum bum,bum
ever see a single mother scrape to by her kids just one toy?
ba rumb bum-bum-bum 
oh silent night where have you gone,
this holy night what have you become,
this is what I got this is how in debt I now am,
bills forgotten to sooth your rotten and lets not forget the ham,
a night when a poor woman gave birth to her baby-Christ ,
we celebrate with a grand feast to stuff our face in his name-nice,
walking in a winter wonder land is where the true meaning is,
a time when a family sits and counts their blessings and holds their kids,
we wish you a marry Christmas we wish you any thing this
working over time doing what ever it takes for ...a gift?
oh come all thee faithful think about it to be here together we should all be greatful,
thank you for what you gave me- CD's, DVD's ,I-POD,MP3's none of it was at his table,
but this is what we've done taking this holiday and turning it into- what we've become,
more then we can handle, more then our means, because more is better then some,
it's love that makes the children, it's love that sets the tone in our lives it's love-
you can have , are give all you want it's done out of love you want to do it out of love-
my Christmas is the love in my kids eyes, the smile on my wifes face,
they are my every Christmas gifts and at that moment there is no other place. 


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My Shy

I have no such dream that can fly me.
I have no such matter, which can rely me.

If food is a matter who cares for it,
If wearing is n’t better who pays for it,
If you understand better gain it, try me.

Your blames have flames anybody can do,
Those did not have concern they are also through,
You feel nervous, are you sure that is cry me?

If my master isn’t happy, how can I gain?
If nobody will change a nappy how cry should lain?
A child understands love, that’s shy me.

Why is a child innocent if he has affection?
Why he understands, only love is his direction.
You blame me poor that’s my love does not lie me. 


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Standing Strong

To be a mother, only one knows,
the lessons of pain we remember
the most.
Trying to bring happiness, where
none exist, our job is exhausting,
but sometimes bliss.
A mother has to decide, to help or run,
always not easy, but it has to be done.
Standing strong, knowing the risk,
saying I love you, but I must do this.
Tough love is hard,
 it brings tears to your eyes, but harder
for a mother, seeing her child cry.
Only a mother, can endure such grief,
if this is the only way, her child can be reached.
Some dads are around, some never come,
to help with decisions, on things to be done.
Children will remember, and when they are strong,
they will not forget, who never left them alone.
Trouble breeds cowards, they tuck their tail
and run, but a mother, she waits on the sun.

I understand not all dads are like this, 
but this is the kind I know.  



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Because

Because I said so...
words uttered from a mothers mouth,
stressed and tired from a day at work.

Because I can't...
words uttered from a child mouth,
realization of youth and limits from the child like wonder of innocence.

Because I know I'm right...
words uttered from one doubtful lover to another,
arising many questions, demanding many explanations.

Because I love you...
words uttered from hundreds, no thousands, no millions of mouths,
all yearning to have the point accepted and then dropped.

Because I said so...
words spoken to end a love affair,
full of passion and hopes,
dashing all into dust waiting for the gale force winds of change to sweep them 
away.


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I wish

I wish... 
I wish i could write you 
A poem, 
A circular one. 
Within, 
The language changes 
Like a flower emerges from a dot, 
Like a young squirrel gnawing a comma; 
Like a child crawling over letters, 
Frivolously tearing words, 
And arranging them into cubes and pyramids. 
A child is always a genius. 

See, 
Whatever is 
The poem's geometry, 
its relief, 
if it is a harvest, 
Raining, 
Freedom, 
Love, 
Woman, 
War, 
Or spiritual day;
A poem remains a currency,
A God's work 
Never revealed, 
Never finished, 
Never done. 

I wish 
If you let me go back 
To the day 
You were born 
To write, 
Between your infant eyebrows, 
And 
On your lips 
A song 
A happy and dancing 
One. 
And extract from your red cheeks 
A rare wine.




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A time.

Yesterday as the air brushed my face I was reminded of a time when laughter 
was the sound I longed to here from sun raise to sunset, from here to there,
Laughter made all the pain go away it stopped all the tears brightened any day it 
put a twinkle in my eyes and a spring in my step,
at 9 the world was kind a friend was a friend fear was in the movies and the man 
next door was just that the man next door  I played with out a care,
at 36 the world is different the grass is n`t as green the ski is n`t as blue and fear 
as a parent you always have it in out minds it`s well kept.
as a kid I walked for miles, I played at the park  with out fear that some one would 
take my away ,
I ran up hills hid in the bushes sat under trees I trusted everyone to me kids 
didn`t die and there cry where always heard,
today when my kids ask why , why was that girl taken and murdered , why was 
that little boy killed I`m not sure what to say,
what can you say there taken from their homes, their schools, their back yards  by 
friends family even parents ....and murdered.
was this happening when I was a child did my mom fear for my life the way I do 
for my kids when there not by my side,
on TV I fill for the parents who lost there child I get angry at the ones who didn`t 
protect there child and for that child inside ....I cry,
it was never their fault  they were just mine yours their child,
it`s the murders, rapist, drug dealers, drunk drivers, and the ones who should 
have never had children they silenced the laughter, stopped the playing they are 
the ones who took their smile,
I remember a time ....a place ....I remember as the air brushed my face,


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my song.

as i open my eyes i smile and hum my song
  here I lay  in another room, another place, new rules and another face,
mom said she would always be here, yet I'm alone and she's gone.
  was this my fate? an abused fatherless child bouncing from place to place.
looking into the mirror i see a skinny foster child with out fillings,
  a child born in sin, born into a cold world shoved down from above  
outside this bedroom door is a new or another beginning,
  as i blink to hold back my tears of fear, i remember my moms love.
i remember being hungry, cold, and beaten and my sisters too,
  i think about being homeless,no where to go as my mother cried sorry, 
how come my life is this way did I do some thing wrong, please tell me what did i do,
  i'm seven and already my life is a sad story.
outside this door they don't see how i fill, the tears mom told me to hold back,
  to them i'm just another troubled child some one out of reach.....,
how do i fill safe in cold arms? when will I fill the love I lack,
  well here go's nothing....for thats how i fill....mom's old speech,
i hope i can stay here a bit longer then the place before,
  it's hard to say goodbye to my friends and to start a new school     
maybe theses people will try to bye my love at the store,
  i just hope they're cool,
after all i'm just seven how much more can i go through,
  taken away from my mom, moved away from my sisters, no love, no understanding,
i'm a good boy so this is why I get to start a new,
  i open the door and out I walk wide eyed smiling and humming,
they will never see, they will never know, they will never hear....my song.
   


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Inside Out

If only you could see inside
The part I always try to hide
The part I can’t seem to let out
The part that makes me cry and shout

A frightened child alone and scared
A child about who no one cared
Locked away for all these years
Locked away with all these fears

Could you love this part of me?
This part of me you’ll never see
The sad and angry child inside
I try so very hard to hide

Maybe you could learn to know
The feelings I try not to show
Hold me when I cry and shout
Help me let the inside out