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Details | Carpe Diem | |

Each Day Takes its Turn

Standing firm 
we live 
we give 
we take 
we learn 
we strive to make sure 
each day enlightens us 
and brightens us
even as light fades to gray 
may we keep fighting 
with two swollen feet
beneath the body and soul 
experiencing trials 
and intense life lessons 
meshed with stresses 
may we persevere 
turn off  fear's song 
may we stand firm 
as we glide along 
through shifty winds of change 
that may cause things to sway
rearrange
but we hold true
inside the values and morality
we stand for 
we
fall for nothing 
we
may stumble along the trip 
we 
may swerve at the wheel yet 
we 
do not lose our grip
because no one 
can eclipse the sun 
yet
everyone heals 
before they're done

Just when situations arise 
flooding us with pain we despise
and just when it seems like
our tear ducts are dry 
from ongoing cries
we may think 
things are on the brink of ending
then God shows us the ways of faith
by way of love that he's sending

Standing firm 
we live 
we give 
we take 
we learn 
we make sure 
every day enlightens us 
and brightens us 
as each day takes its turn. 

~JSLambert



Details | I do not know? | |

Skin Deep

     I love you just the way you are
(after they buff that awful scar)
and laser the tattoos over your heart
I'm sure we're destined never to part
     Remember to tuck up that cute
double chin
     and put those buttocks back where
they'd been
     Do ask about Lypo and
wax that moustache
and while you are at it get those teeth
that flash
     A beautiful smile in no time they say
it Looks great and it seems such a small
price to pay
     For love such as ours that
withstands any crisis
     so while you are there just look
into the prices
     of permanent lashes and
green contacts honey
     and buy some new clothes
for it's well worth the money
a wig or a dye job will top
off the look
     and get those new nails that
we saw in that book
     I love you for you
but it's so plain to see
There's really a much better you
you can be
     So call me next year
after all transformations
(I'm sure you'll exceed all of
my expectations)
     Just fax me a photo
I'll show it with pride
But remember I love you
for the you that's inside!


Details | Limerick | |

Viagra Falls

There once was a man from Niagara
whose wiener's so long it would stab ya'

but when it got little 
his pills became skittles   
until he O.D.'d on Viagra

© ~JSLambert  2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!


Details | Free verse | |

Waiting for the Lost

Wait for me when I get back,
just wait for me…

I rub my weary eyes, as I write this
hoping you’ll understand,
hoping you’ll take our memories with you
as we travel on different roads
until that day comes
when I find that path
that leads me back to you…

I was forced on this journey, and so were you.
Neither of us wanted this, but maybe this is what we need.

Now I truly am lost, and my eyes wander off…
Everything’s a blur now,  and I grasp at cotton candy clouds
sugar crystals sticking on my warm fingers, and that is all.






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Details | Quatrain | |

Ode to a rose on a sunset

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
as the clouds dip into the sea.
A kiss from that rose as the waves fall,
over the beach to a rose kissed me.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
as we wrap in lovers embrace.
A kiss from a rose as homeward we go,
to a bed clothed in satin and lace.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
with passion and warmth do we grasp.
A kiss from that rose that blossoms and blooms,
my hand in her labour pain clasp.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
that wanton and curvy young bride.
A kiss from that rose that huddles our babe,
so loving, in motherly pride.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
without whom I'd not share my life.
A kiss from that rose who selflessly filled,
the place of my darling rose wife!

(c) anaisanais - A M Docherty - Wales, United Kingdom. (7/8/2013)


Details | Free verse | |

Heart Shaped Balloon

I gave you a balloon,
It held my life inside.

Within a shiny rubber tube
components of my soul aligned,
a sign,
I became something new
for you...

Memories
Feelings
Ideas

Each speck
a tickle upon my breath,
a tiny bubble
of nuanced personality;

The strengths of me debrided
the secrets of my lungs,
pink and untold
for you to confide,
ease trouble
in eyes before me.

Yet
were you astute?
Could your mind compute
the depth 
of the beautiful find
floating before you?

You bent,
my unique particles ended
their show of strength
broken in length;

You twisted,
crushed and divided
my dreams subsided...

Molded to an unrecognizable form,
I became your norm.

Though you never knew,
my secret hope to survive
my own gift
thrive and lift,
lay within you.

Your grip thirsted control so long,
the pieces of me left burst
to skitter away in song
among soaring clouds,
leaving shrouds of pain
grounded and gone...

Flying far from the land
one beautiful day,
away 
from you
and the broken balloon that laid
in your hand.



Details | Sonnet | |

If Love Does Not Live (Sonnet for Celene Crescent)

If love does not live so that love may live,
Wrecked on rugged rock like a pirate ship;
Tiresias speaks to hearts—no love to give,
Darkness and void with no inspired lips;

If love is quashed short of its golden prime,
Like dinosaurs smashed by a meteorite;
Crushed from its age of blossoming on time,
Like breath strangled from life not to unite!

Then O’ love, send me Pegasus to ride,
Spread your wings—lift us to Zeus in the sky;
Touching constellations with them abide,
Creating cherished crescendos for weepy eye:

Lightning life beaming love from golden clouds
Descending passion upon earth erasing shrouds!




Details | Free verse | |

Worst Love Poem Ever Written

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sleeping less than 12 hours
When 24 would be better

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

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

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

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

 
But even if you had one breast
Or no breast

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

And never for a moment
Would I feel sorry for you

Yes I suck at lying too...

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

I Do Believe

"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


Details | Narrative | |

Alone in a Hospital Room - An Alzheimer's Song

Don’t you remember, love, how we danced that first night;
beneath the sun’s rays, toes dipping in the cooling sand, 
to the tune of our favorite song –
with me humming the best I could – 
(I sounded terrible, but you told me I sounded divine, remember?)
while falling all over myself, and your delicate feet; 
and you, trying so hard not to laugh as I made such a fool of myself!
Did you ever think we would go 
from being love-sick teenagers dancing on the beach, 
to a couple of old-timers reminiscing 
about our best years – our long ago days together? 

Honey? 
Sweetheart, please…
If there is any part of that teenage girl 
left within that beautiful head of yours…please; 
please, just look in my eyes as you once did…
look at me, sweetheart…
Don’t you remember? 

My love, do you hear? 
They’re playing our favorite song…



*Inspired by Izzy Gumbo's Solfege Contest
I really hope I did this right! :)


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Black Sunday {Personification in Couplet form}

I was as high as the eyes could see
A giant dark cloud of pure misery

I seemed to roll as one with the wind
A giant black wall that had no end

I stripped the land and left it bare
Of the lives I destroyed, I didn’t care

Those who stayed I covered in dust
As their children died I broke their trust

From my hell many families did flee
Left to wander homeless in misery

I changed the word these words are true 
Black Sunday brought darkness on you


I didn't see any direct link but just goggle
pictures of the dust bowl and you will see
what i have written for Brian's Contest.
The Dust Bowl - Alexandre Hogue - 1937


Details | Sonnet | |

Shall I Compare Thee to Your Mother's Arse

Shall I compare thee to your mother's arse?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent

Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.

But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.


Details | Imagism | |

Guilty Reflection

Looking dead at me in this smeared mirror...
a lost man
tormented
face red
brittle
and teared

stacking excuses 
the longer I stare
this stress abuses 
my conscience with a glare

a guilty reflection warns
my mind is the prison I fear
as I long to escape 
from the  hell I dwell in
right here

who have I become? 
what have I done right?
crossroads appear suddenly 
as fog fills the mirror tonight

darkness owning the room,
prefers I suffer slow
so I proceed with speed 
because it’s the only way I know

tasteless stories
flood my life’s hard bound chapters 
while this smeared mirror reflects tears
dripping from a face 
which was once filled with laughter. 


Details | Rhyme | |

THE AGING PROCESS

Many years ago, when we were all young,
We really thought life, would be so much fun.
While playing dress-up, trying on mom’s stuff,
Putting on make-up, we found to be tough.

Then came our schooling, and boy things would change,
“Those aren’t our parents”, when they acted strange.
Sometimes they were hip, but old-fashioned too,
That’s something I swore, I would never do.

Wishing you were older, adults had it made,
They would do nothing, yet still would be paid.
That is how little, we all had known,
We surely found out, once we were grown.

Loving the twenties, we’d go out with friends,
When we went shopping, we followed the trends.
Doing what we wanted, and staying out late,
It didn’t matter, what time we all ate.

Then came the thirties, and most of us wed,
Watch what you wish for, my parents had said.
We had to work hard, many bills to pay,
I guess they were right, what more can I say?

Raising your children, was hardest of all,
Needing some advice, your parent’s you’d call.
It seemed so easy, they needed no rest,
So now it’s your turn, you learned from the best.

The forties arrived, that was a shocker,
We’d spend lots of time, just at the doctor.
Back aches and headaches, so tired you’d be,
Trying not to cough, or else you would pee.

The fifties would come, and your grandkids too,
Where were your glasses? You hadn’t a clue.
You searched here and there, and under the bed,
“Hey grandma” they laughed, “They’re right on your head”.

Here come the sixties, now let’s have some fun,
You are retired; your work is all done.
To dinner with friends, you dressed and you wait,
They never show up, you have the wrong date.

Now the seventies, with friends playing games,
If only you could, remember their names.
You try hard to hide, those under-eye bags,
Gravity happens, and everything sags.

Enjoy every day, and have a good laugh,
All the steps you took, led down a new path.
Live life as it comes, each year a new page,
One thing is for sure, everyone will age.


Details | Rhyme | |

blood transfusion



Details | Couplet | |

The Reflection

I stare in the mirror, my tears fall in vain
Can’t see my reflection through the veil of this pain.

Who is this person I struggle to see?
I don’t want to judge her but it’s surely not me.

This stranger I cast looks so tired and weak,
I wish I could help her but I’m frightened to speak.

Cause it’s dark and lonely in this shell where I’m bound
Where once there was laughter, is now void of sound.

and the beauty I knew in just yesterday’s time,
seems gone in an an instant with life’s rythym and rhyme…..

Then GOD he spoke child…What do you mean?
You’re more beautiful than anything that I’ve ever seen!

The reflection you cast it don’t matter to me,
What matters is that you can see what I see.

That your spirit is filled with a breath that is true.
And a beauty so deep that this world can’t undo.

I know that your journey seems to heavy to bear.
But I’ve given you family that love and who care.

So hold on tight through the dips and the turns,
For the ones who believe are the precious who learns.

And wether your journey is to stay here or go,
Please know I love you so much more than you know.

I wish I could tell you the beauty that awaits…
But you will know only, when you see heavens gates.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Truth

It’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
For I choose to live my life
As full as it can be
It’s true they did some cutting
To get the cancer out
But I’m still fighting cancer
And it is quite a bout
It’s true that I’ll do chemo
And chemo makes you sick
While chemo kills the cancer
That’s not what makes me tick
For me, it’s love of family
My daughter and my wife
And I’ll have a brand new grandchild
And that – to me – is life
Each moment that I’m living
My love for them grows strong
And loving equals living
That’s what keeps me going on
So it’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
And like a wise man said once
The truth shall set you free.


Details | Free verse | |

Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 2: Carbon Cabrona

Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Cabrona
Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure
Spills.

I want 
This.
I must 
Have this.

I sink
Into
The brink
Of madness.


Details | Rhyme | |

Dear Lord I've Been Hurt And Abused

Dear Jesus... I've Been Hurt and Abused... I've been hurt so much... I don't feel like "going on." It feels like "everything I do turns out wrong." I've been "abused and neglected so many times." I feel like I'm a victim "of a thousand crimes." I've tried to talk to some people... but to no avail. Many look at me as if "I'm destined to fail." "Perhaps if they knew everything, they'd extend a hand." "If they knew what I've been through... they'd understand." "Dear Jesus... I hope that you'll forgive me if I cry." "I don't know where else to turn." "I don't want to die!" Please help me and my kids to find a new life in YOU. I really don't know anyone else I can turn to. I've hit "rock bottom." There seems to be no way out. I know that you care... and you love me beyond any doubt. In the midst of a very discouraging situation. You've extended to me a "heavenly invitation." You've opened up your heart to me with loving arms. And by your Spirit, you'll protect me from all harm. You reached down and gave to me a "special grace." And have given me true love and a smile on my face! By Jim Pemberton
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Details | I do not know? | |

i began to write love on my arms<3

[beforehand i just want to let you know that i wrote this in honor of November 17th. which is 
To Write Love On Her Arms Day. im hoping to come up with a better one before than. but i 
still hope you enjoy this quickly-wrote one(: ]

this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my struggle,
my fall downs, 
&& all the breakdowns.
this is about every wound i placed upon my body.
over 60 self inflicted wounds,
that as my story went on they began to heal.
i stoped writing "give up" 
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my past.
how it haunted me for years,
&& how im still running from some of it.
this is how i went from a hood rat,
to me actually caring about myself.
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about how i learned to keep the bottle off of my nightstand.
i dont need liquor running through my veins 24/7.
i started to look at life through sober eyes.
i began to write love on my arms<3
&& as i wrote this day after day, i saw that i was loved. 
i found comfort in better things then pills, liquor, && razorblades.
&& even though i am still in healing,
my story is not over.
&& it will never be.
i still write love on my arms<3


Details | Free verse | |

Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 1: O.D.A.A.T.

Chain smoke until
I'm in care of the CO.
There's one left, still.
I smoke it really slow.
"It's the end," I anticipate
As the last inch evaporates.

I can't get
Over it;
It's over before 
I know it.
Butt, I can't quit.
I'm possessed with this 
Obsession; I'm addicted.

My lungs have oxygen,
Yet I'm suffocating inside.
I can't breathe again
Without my 'noxide.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Battling Addiction

I was all excited when I heard you were on.
I sent you positive things to decorate your wall.
I gave you pictures to remember the loved ones lost.
We have chatted and started to catch up.  

 You told me something that broke my heart.
I can’t believe you are willing to go back.
What do you miss about the place?
The waking up and going to bed in a cage?
Walking the same corridors wearing the same thing as everyone else?
Being alone while your thoughts beat your mind up day and night?
Having no way to call to say hi?

Your decisions run your life here is your turn to decide.
Chose wisely from here on out.
Say no to the games the devil plays.
Remember the devil took 5 long years away.

Believe in your father and defend his name.
He will forgive you for all your sins
He will show you a love you’ve never known.
He can open doors for you to walk through
He can open windows for your spirit to fly through at night.
He will send angels to guard your dreams from the demons you fight.

I have learned a lot since you have been gone.
I was at a fork in my life where I needed peace of mind.
I turned to my father in the sky for guidance to get by.

He sent an angel to guide my way
Someone to help build up my confidence and trust
My foundation is firm and my faith is strong; my spirit grows with a deeper love.
I see things others don’t see.
I understand things others long to know.
I am one with my world
I am a child of god’s love this I know.

I will never need or want again.
My lord has already accepted my hand.
He will provide when he feels fit
And hears every one of my prayers I say.

I understand you only know pain.
But don’t you get sick of the struggling?
The way you battle yourself inside?
 I know it ate me up at night.

So do me a favor before you have that drink?
Remember all the promises you have made.

Go out and help someone in need
everyone needs help back to their feet.
I will be here to listen to you,
I will be here to help you through.
But I can’t make the decision for you.
It is you choice so decide.

What means more a drink or goodbye?
You have one chance left please choose right
or off to jail you go for the rest of your life…

I LOVE YOU!!! Don’t drink please 


2-19-2013


Details | Free verse | |

Hello Carolyn

For my Devonshire
To which I dare to aspire
I still feel your fire 
Nay deny that you retire
My wish for you to sail higher
This many do desire
We continue to conspire
Father her life is no on the wire
I beseech you sire
Much love have we all acquired
Though her fears may be dire

Toss those to the wind
With this message I send
You are my dear dear friend
No matter what end
With these words i say again
Father she is my friend 
My true next of kin
It's time to see a wind


Details | Haiku | |

Nurtured Peace

New growth of life blooms
Nurtured by water and light
Look within for peace
	
	


Details | Free verse | |

A Winter Walk

I needed some time, some space to think
And it was either take a walk or drink
And since I knew drinking would solve nothing
I put on my shoes and I started walking

The wind blew the chilly air
Through my unkempt locks of hair,
But I hardly felt the biting cold,
Walking with memories warm in my soul

The street was dark, cold and silent
It was funny the places where my mind went
While I slowly walked across the blacktop road
No destination in mind where I would go

It's funny the things you will remember
I recall a day in mid-December
And how suddenly, nothing seemed the same
After that man at the door called my name

I followed him into a secluded office
Where he would tell me his diagnosis
And suddenly I felt my beating heart
But the rest of the world had just stopped

I felt a hand in mine get tighter
I don't think the room could have been quieter
I shook my head in total disbelief
Too numb to feel anything, even grief

The question asked, "What does this mean?"
But the answer didn't mean anything
My head too fuzzy, my thoughts too jumbled
I turned to my love to speak, but mumbled

I don't remember what else he said
Because of the swirling thoughts in my head
It took three days before I could even think
Which led me to tonight: walk or drink

So I walked and I thought and I truly remembered
Dreams of the past, love treasured forever
Friendship and laughter, sorrow and pain
As though I was reliving my life over again

Little things that I'd sorely taken for granted
Things that didn't happen the way that I planned it
Promises made and ones that were broken
Love that was shared, love still unspoken

The frosty air filled me with a sense of renewal
Inside my soul was fighting a duel
The angel, the devil, both battling demons
Inside of myself I fought to redeem them

I don't know who won the ethereal battle
And I'm not sure right now it even matters
Where once I believed everything for a reason
I'm finding that harder and harder to believe in


Details | Rhyme | |

MAMMA ANNA MADE THE BEST BABBA' AL RHUM

Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum,
you should have seen me how it made me slightly drunk;
and jumping and screaming I danced to the beats of a drum...
then grandma joined in and she sang a classical song!


And the sweet cream was on my lips and cheeks, 
the Babba' al Rhum was delicious and I topped it with chocolate;
everybody began shouting, "It came from Paris,
but we Neapolitans reinvented it by improving its shape and taste!"


Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum, soaking it in that liqueur much longer;
and Papa' always told me to eat more of it...saying with a suppressing laughter,
"It's a man's dessert, after you eat it, you'll be strong!"
Oh, did he really tell me the truth? No, he was wrong!


It's so very sad that they aren't here,
and I am eating pretzels and drink a beer,
the harmony that stirred their passion can't possibly return...
as they danced on the terrace to celebrate the day I was born!


Mamma Anna knew how to make the best Babba' al Rhum,
and I licked the dripping rum with my finger...not my tongue!
She spoke calmly...when she should have gotten mad and picked up a broom;
no, she was never mean and rude, or ever said to me, " Go to your room!"


Details | Free verse | |

TAKING BACK LIFE WASN'T EASY

Once life slipped from my young days,
taking away all happiness;
it rained, but flowers didn't grow,
hope was as far as a rainbow...
deprivation and longing
made me shout at my ill fate
to stop its wrongdoing
before it turned to hate.


Yes, taking back life wasn't easy,
but what's left is mine to pursue...
to enjoy before my hour of death;
and I hope that it will continue  
without disrupting the harmony
between love and happy living:
'though lost time can't return,
the present is enough! 


Years have passed and generosity
has flourished in a loveless heart,
now, every friend notices how 
it loves them without resentment;
and they reflect over my words,
" Taking back life wasn't easy...
I fought hard and won
by making the right choices!" 


Details | Rhyme | |

" The Life Of Me " page 1 of 2

My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
 
In 67, we woke one night
Our house was ablaze, full of orange light
Our neighbour next door, for whatever reason
Started a fire, it must be crazy season
 
We had too move to a caravan park
By this time it,s three, to make a new start
My mother Beryl decide to leave
But the three of us left, never bothered to grieve
 
In the next few weeks, we ended in court
Two small children, in a marriage abort
We were asked to choose either Dad or Mum
But we ignored the parent, who went on the run
 
As we left the court, to start a new life
We felt sorry for Dad, as his illness was rife
He never told us that he was unwell
It would upset one of his boys, as the future will tell
 
Then came the night all parents dread;
Being told one of his boys is nearly dead
We were going to a boys club, on a Monday night
My brother was running so far out of sight
 
I turned the corner to see him ahead
No!! he's been hit by a van, Boom's  Boom's dead
I ran to my father, sreaming and crying
I'm finding my life,at 7 - far too trying
 
After the funeral, and with my father unwell
We left Inverness, our eyes a swell
To go as two, and not three as before
It's like Mother Nature closed a door
 
So we headed west, to a place called Fort William
Was it in the stars, cause Billy " is " William
We moved there, as the air was so pure
Hoping my father will find his cure
 
For whatever reason, we left the above
We found no Angel or peaceful dove
So we headed back to Inverness
Fathers health decreasing, life still a stress
 
Over the next few years, i was fostered and loaned
In couples houses and children's homes
It was really strange in all those places
Different people, different faces

Then on the 16th of Feb - 76,
James, i was told, your dads very sick.
The cancer had taken your father away
To be with Billy, where you'll join them one day

In 77, i joined the Navy, as i promised my dad you see. 
I did'nt enjoy it, i decided to leave 
Back up north, where my futures to be 
I wanted to have, what my parents had lost 
And that was my aim, no matter the cost

see page 2 of 2, ty..


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php


Details | Free verse | |

It hurt me

Sitting here knowing that you are laying in that bed
Helpless on meds that you dont want to be on
Not knowing were you are
It hurt me to see you that way Mother
Praying to the Lord that you are going to be ok
Praying that he dont take you so soon away
I hate this so much
Seeing you in and out and its nothing I can do
I just wish apon a star
That all your sickness go away
and you dont have to deal with this no more
It sucks spending your Bday in that bed 
I pray that that you get better soon
so you can come home
I pray that all this go away and you never have to deal with this any more
No matter what we go though
I only have one mother
and I dont know how I would live my life without you
Please come home and get better 
So i can stop this crying
Please all your pain and sickness go away
So I dont have to worry about getting that call oneday
and I am not there by your side
You are my mother and I love you
If you have a mother and you all are not on the best term
Its best to do that soon
Because you never know when they time is up
I love you mother
My one and only Queen
Please get better and come home soon


Details | I do not know? | |

That`s Just The Way It Is

Love is like sugary foods:
some people don`t need it at all!


Details | Rhyme | |

No Entry Wound

No entry wound; I know inside
What should be whole is broken
Between the cracks my feelings slide
Where words cannot be spoken

Strange silence speaks within the gloom
Where memories keep taunting
A ghost sits in a lonely room
With no desire for haunting

Where once before I used to go
When I was whole and stronger
I cannot meet there with my woe
So I shall go no longer

I have no need to venture out
No wish to do so fills me
For I am empty and the doubt
Of any fullness stills me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Yo! Copious...

;Did I just hear, Joy? Copious clitoral adoring?
His attention to my affections explored?
I must, in my pure state of lust, reply...
Tempted by the sensual bite of his eYes...

... hi baby... welcome home. ;)~

Your pipe and slippers too...
Yes I admit I'm wet for you and
Yes you can bet. desire pursues.
Butterfly kisses on your brow,
Intensely sensing you somehow...
Take your hands and follow mine
Escape with me in a sizzling rhyme...
A dizzying breath you can feel on your skin
Ripples through your body as my lips begin
To move ... you can't hear but all you can do
... is ache to read and know it's true...
The skin on my lips, belongs to you.
A hot tingle sings along your ear...
Sensual licks that only you can hear
To tease and please our calling dear.
Escape with me... it's a sizzling stare.
...can you see, my mischievous dare...
Move with me, your lips my chair.
Ecstasy awaits with her riddle in the air.
...
Your fingers are the key to my fantasy
And deep inside. you're the endless in me
Drench my eYes with your need to believe
Open your thighs and release to see
Taste with your hands, the flavors of Me.




Details | I do not know? | |

Words

Words we didn't want to hear,
that would bring us to much fear...

Words we didn't understand,
that would bring us so many tears...

Words that would cause us so much pain,
and cause us to fall in love again...

Words that would test our love, 
and cause us our faith to maintain...

Words that are devastating are Multiple Myeloma,
Hear our pleas Lord and send us a miracle,
heal my husband Lord and his life sustain...

Words were sent from up above, 
a reply to many prayers and pleas, 
Lord ease this strain...

Words our Lord sent to us,
I will watch you from up above,
and make your bones strong once again... 

Words we pray to our Lord,
Bless all those we love and all who prayed,
come into their hearts and homes and there remain...

Words we send to our Lord,
thank you Lord for this miracle,
we pray for faith to all in pain...


Details | Rhyme | |

Just Reach

just reach your hand out to the sky
pull your loved ones back to your side

lets get to say one more goodbye
for we never wanted them to go away and die

as now the days and nights lay 
in such sweet disguise

so let us once again our lord
stare into their illumating eyes

as we reach out for them 
in your broad horizon sky

and get to hold and kiss them
even if their not by our sides

for if this is however feels when we die
then I'd like to be that angel in that sky

so I can just reach out right back
and wipe their tears too from their eyes



Tribute To Our Loved Ones
On The Other Side
May You All RIP


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Walk With Me ... ' ( 23rd Psalms )

         ‘ Walk With Me … ’ ( Based On 23rd Psalms )



‘ Walk With Me ’… my Lord Said,
‘ Walk With Me and Be Unafraid
Walk With Me, and You Will Know
when You Walk With Me, I Go Where You Go …

I’ll Go Where You Must Go                                               Matt. 28: 20
We’ll Face Storms, That Blow
We’ll Face Every Lion’s Roar
... Even Face Death’s Door …

Because, If You Walk With Me … I Am The Key                   John 11: 25, 26
I Open Faith, To Set You Free
I Open Miracles and Possibilities
I Open Proof … So You Can Believe                                    Gen. 1: 1

… and I Walk, Beside Your Trail of Tears
I’ll Be The Light, Thru Your Darkest Fears
I’ll Walk Beside You, Thru All Paths of Pain
& I Promise You … We’ll Reach The Rainbow, After The Rain   James 2: 5

… All I Ask … is, ‘ Walk With Me …
and You ... Will Walk For Eternity …                                      John 3: 16


For Rhonda Hero – Stay Strong, Brave and Believe,
            My Poet-Sister …  Our Prayers and 
                 Christian Love Are With You

                                   MoonBee


Details | Bio | |

A Note To the Young Girl On The Other Side Of This World

Hello, Farrah....
It's 7Am here, and cold
Just awoke, with,
Oh, Here We Go Again!
Fever, Pain, Confusion,
And Lots of Other Groovy Things
To Keep My Mind Busy...
Many more people know of you
than a few days ago....
Did you ever hear of Rod Mckuen?
Professional poet/ musician/songwritter-
One of the reasons I love poetry...
Not only will you understand him, you should
enjoy him.....Sorry about your work load....
My French is rusty.....I'm pretty good in geometry though;
received 100% on NYS Regents Exam when young-
an unheard of thing, scores in college of 97-99% for the term's work,
and it seemed easy as pi    (joke- pie, etc....oh, why am I explaining it,
sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.......)  Hope you have a happy day.....write an 
indepth poetic bio??   I'd love it, so would many others....
you are known in literary circles here now, I'd venture to guess....
surprising, the power of words, n'est pas?  Je ne sas pa, rien du tout....pardon 
my spelling and french......it's unused since early 1960's (ancient history)  What 
city are you in?  Ever travel???  A favorite destination???  Any questions about
the enigmatic nature of "Americans?"  We're really well meaning, just sometimes
seems we might misinterpret, or misunderstand things obvious to others (and 
vica versa....) Do you get to see movies???  Need books to read??  I got a library 
of 10,000 books, at least, being handicapped gives me too much time on my 
hands, and my health leaves me precious little of a future to expect.   I have lots 
of funny stories.   I hope you are okay....I never met anyone so brilliant in 57 years 
of living.   Youf friend in poetry, tom."


Details | Free verse | |

The Evoultion of Learning (Part Two)

As long as various people run various nations
There will forever be war
What the world needs is one leader
A common man who believes in the working class
As well as the Lord
Instead of one Nation under God
Lets make it one World under God
And just let each individual decide what he or she wishes to call that God
So I here by nominate our dear friend Vince Suzadail Jr.
The first candidate of the new world order 
He seems to have the best Political views I’ve heard
And I think he alone could do a much better job
Than all the leaders of all the nations are doing
At least I’m certain he couldn’t do any worse
And that way all the super intelligent people devising ways 
Of destroying our world
Could find something more constructive to spend their time on
Like raising a crop or milking a cow
Saving a child or helping elderly with their needs 
There are plenty of folk who need a hand
Lets all start offering them ours instead of cutting theirs off
I’m just a simple man
My actual world is very small
My family, friends and neighbors
I love you all and hope you know I’ll do anything for you I can
There is no malevolence left in me
I know how to make and use a shank, zip gun or small explosive
But I’ve learned not to
For I’ve learned to think with my heart and soul
They do a much better job than my mind
I just wish the great minds of the world
Were smart enough 
To figure out what I have
And learn to love with all of their hearts


Details | I do not know? | |

Come Here...

Come hear and cum here dear...
Storm swirls and a mist is strong
The power of it overwhelming
Senses blend and your touch is healing
Luscious delicious strokes evoke
Ancients in the Secrets of Knowing...
Slow and showing the wet ink glides
Licking lips in the glow of eYes
Enticing line by line
Teasing is the feeling of Divine
Stealing Soul, is the sound of Rhyme

My heart I gave in trade for Time
To see You Come...

~so will you cum here?


Details | Rhyme | |

Make A Change Before You End Up Asking For Change

Feeling inspired to clean up your life
beginning with changing how you think
do you want to continue to stand in that abandon house that reeks of feces 
causing an overwhelming stink?
smoking crack cocaine
going insane
thinking you are clever
just because you use abuse misuse yourself and others
selling drugs
killing your sisters 
even your brothers
hearing it sizzle 
enhaling the smoke 
it goes to your head
taking you places 
you do not need to go 
burning valuable brains cells
sitting in different jails
there goes the rent money
days without a shower
they could care less about you
all they want is your money body mind self-respect dignity aspiratrions hopes 
dreams
as your soul screams
let's make a change before you end up asking for change
helping you is not out of GODS range
you deserve better
clean your act up 
get your children back
get a job
save your money 
a home in your own name
change how you think
because the thought is the cause of it all
it was because of a thought you were born 
shake that feeling of dread
do not be forlorn
make new friends
discover new playgrounds
broaden your horizons 
keeping your best interest at heart
doing your part
give it your all
because half measures avail us nothing


Details | Rhyme | |

The Next Dance

You know I love to write the rhymes
                                          That move to a beat
Especially the ones that are soft and low
                                          Beautiful and sweet
They come to me like a dance
                                          Gliding through my mind
Holding dearly to the emotions
                                          I could never leave behind
My wife and I no longer dance
                                         Seems there is no time
But I treasure each dance we shared
                                         Up in this heart of mine
One day there will come a time
                                        When the doctors are no more
Where we will hold each other tight
                                        And glide across the floor
I will whisper into her ear
                                        Whisper soft and low
As the music skips a beat
                                        Then even seems to slow
Life has dealt us many hands
                                        Trying to tear us apart
But it was the Lord who made our love
                                        Then let it fill our hearts
Sweetheart after all the trials and years
                                        We still have our romance
The only thing left for us to do
                                        Continue with the dance



© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved


Details | Bio | |

My Problem

Yeah, I know,
It's "My Problem"...
No sweat to you...
Even though I might beg,
For help or advise what to do...

I'm cut off from the internet...
My last human link...
With my good poet friends,
Guess I'll just mix a drink...

Kind'a sad,
I gotta' admit....
When those I've helped,
Suddenly seem fit...
To ignore my calls...
Who gives a s_it...

You'd tell me to just join Yahoo,
But I don't know how,
With no internet connection...
I'm "having a cow!!!"
I sure tried reaching you,
You didn't pick up,
Suddenly I have no phone service..
Now what do I do??
And all the meds I need...
Suddenly my card is not honored...
I can only guess New York State...
Has decided my life to terminate...
Sure makes for a great day...
But I've got more to say...

I gave you a good lump of money,
Not too far in the past...
Said use what you need...
I think it should last...
Never thought I'd have this problem...
Another warning I failed to heed...

I still believe, I still trust you,
Maybe aliens have invaded,
And you know not what to do...
But for heaven's sake...
Don't know how much more
Bad news I can take...
Seems a cesspool of misfortune...
Is swimming around in my air...
How much, my God,
Am I supposed to bear?

I was once a man...
Of substantial means...
But find them now...
The Twilight Zone, it sure seems

And with my health failing...
Falling apart in big bits...
I feel hard pressed...
To hold on to my wits...
Even my remote did desert me,
I cried as I search...
He left me one channel
He left me in a lurch...
 
And when it seems...
No one gives a sh_tz,
I start to find,
Some scary angry head fits...

My pen has worked long...
And hard, be assured...
Fought off mental demons...
Hence, I have endured...

But betrayal, or indifference,
Bites one so hard...
There's no way in the world...
You won't wind up soul-scarred...

All I can say,
Some should be...
feathered and tarred..
For those they have marred...
Hope this never happens to you...
But if that should come to pass..
Just call me, I'll be there
My love will always last...

But, now, if you get a chance,
Please tell me what to do...
You know how to survive...
You know I idolize you..."



t


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Mistake

'Love is patient'
'Love is kind'
The thought of love
Can turn you blind.

But... Now we must
Take some steps
To verify those
Deep regrets.

The first problem you see
Was that. . .
He lied about
You being fat

That in turn 
Led ya to
Beleiving that
He 'accepted' you.

Mirrors were made
For a darn good reason
And thinking you are nothing special
Is high, high treason...

But no!
He's perfect
And no! He's kind
Seriouslly sister
You've lost your mind.

The recipe to love Is that
You have to love your self.
It's not about your facial features
Or the size of ya belt.

The man should be a rock to lean on
And not! A heartless swine.
So please next time. Do pick him wisely
Make sure he has a spine!


Details | Free verse | |

Her True Love (Palindrome)

Her
love
so true
it brings a smile
makes the heart sings
softly
kisses 
her charming
kisses
softly
makes the heart sings
it brings a smile
so true
love
Her

~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~

Author's Comment: Palindrome, also known as the Mirrored Poem, reads forwards and 
backwards.   It stems from the Greek word palindromos: palin, meaning again, and dromos, 
meaning a running. Combining the two together, the Greek meaning gives us, running back 
again. The concept of the “mirrored images” reflects an “image mirrored,” which includes a 
word in the center of the poem as a reversal point for the sentence or even the poem.  
There is no set number of stanzas or any rules for construction.

~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~


Details | Rhyme | |

You Were The Best Mother,




Details | I do not know? | |

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.


Details | Lyric | |

I Hate You Cancer

Dedicated to my Dad who lost his short battle w/ Colon Cancer on June 18,2013

I hate you Cancer
Your vile evil and cruel
You don't care who you hurt
I'll never forget that day
I'll always hate you for it

Your heartless Cancer
You took someone important from me
Someone important from others too
Took people who didn't belong to you
I hate you for it

You disgust me Cancer
You had no right to take him from me
He mattered more than my very own life
I hate you for taking my Daddy
I hate you for taking others too

I hate you with a passion Cancer
You took part of my heart with him
You took part of my soul that day too
I hate you for it
I hate you I hate you I hate you

I hate you with every fiber of my being 
Go back to Hell where you belong
I hate you, others hate you
Your not welcome or wanted here Cancer

I hate you more than his doctor's
I hate you more than God
I hope I get to witness that day
Witness the day you fall
And you will fall Cancer

You're gonna lose the battle one day Cancer
I'm gonna laugh and dance around your grave
You'll finally get what you deserve 
And you'll never be able to take another soul


Sabrina Niday Hansel


______________________________________________________________________
Placed 8th in Poet Destroyer A's  2013 "PINKTOBER" Contest

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Details | Rhyme | |

The Hospital Fairyland

THE HOSPITAL FAIRYLAND

They walked together, hand in hand,
Into life’s magical fairyland.
Where there was no trouble, where there was no pain.
Where life could really, begin all over again.
Where were no men in little white coats.
Forcing you all, to stuff drugs down your throats.
Forcing you to do, what you didn’t want to.
Telling you it was all for the best, for you,
People shouting, people crying.
Most of the people talking about dying.
What is this hell, we’ve all come to?
It’s called coming off drugs, we all have It to go through.
Where will it end, what will we do?
None of us really, has a clue.
We are given more pills, we are told, we have to take.
To the men in white coats, life’s a piece of cake.
We are the prisoners, they guard the doors.
Some try to creep out, on all fours.
Into hell and back, we go for a ride.
Eventually if we’re lucky, we come out the other side.
Where we can walk, hand in hand.
Into life’s magical Fairyland.
Where there is trouble, where there is pain.
But at least we can start, living again.


Details | Couplet | |

My Favorite Thing

My very favorite thing in this life
To simply sit and talk with my wife

About our day or perhaps the past
Planning ways to make the future last

We are beyond desire and lust
Our loves more about friendship and trust

Mornings we share our coffee and toast
Night we cuddle who we love the most

To others eyes it’s amazing to see
To us it’s simply how life should be

She worries because I’m always so ill
Proud I never let it break my will

My mission is clear; journey is true
She motivates me in all I do

I fear my health is slipping away
Getting hard to make through a day

Honestly, I don’t know if I could
Without her love I doubt if I would

Lately, I feel as though I may die
Things are happening, I don’t know why

What makes me strive to do my best?
It’s for my wife I must pass this test

My favorite thing to do in this life
To simply sit and talk with my wife


Wow, that made me cry! All at once 
my blood sugar has just started falling
off the charts. By that I mean with a
completly full stomach it will just drop
to 60. They are going to start running
test today. Sorry about the poem. I sat
to write a happy poem, however, in the
ways that matter it is happy. At least I
never have to face these crisis alone. 
I love you all. For Farrah's contest.


Details | Couplet | |

A Prayer for my Wife

                           A Prayer for my Wife


Now I’ll tell you all the details if I can keep from sheddin’ a tear
Last night when it got late and really quiet around here 

I got down on my knees, crossed my heart and began to pray
And in the darkness between me and God, here’s what I had to say

I love her so much Lord and I just don’t know what I’d do
I’m afraid that she won’t make it, that’s why I’m coming to you

Here with my heart open, at your mercy down on my knees
I’m begging’ you with every heartbeat, Oh Lord hear my pleas

I don’t know what your plans are or what you have in store
And I know I don’t deserve her and that she deserves much more

And don’t misunderstand Lord, I don’t assume any obligation
For your bounty in our life has exceeded all our expectations

But please allow her to live and me to be a part of that life
And I swear I’ll make this beautiful woman proud to be my wife

And if it’s not in your plans Lord then I pray that you take me instead
Cause’ I can’t live without my love, I’d be better off dead

And no excuses for my past Lord, but I’ll do better than I’ve done
I ask you only this, my lord, in the name of your Son.

I wiped my tears as I said my amen’s and prepared myself to stand
Stepped up next to your bed and began to caress your pretty hand

I stared off into space as all the memories came flooding in
Reliving each and every moment, over and over again

And as the first rays of sunshine, streamed in past the curtain
I felt an overwhelming peace calm my mind and ease the hurtin’

I felt compelled to kiss you so I pressed my lips to your face
And it seemed the room was filled in the beauty of God’s living grace

And you slowly opened your eyes and smiled for me to see
And I knew the Lord my God had given my sweet wife back to me


Details | Free verse | |

LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


Details | Acrostic | |

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


Details | Lyric | |

This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


Details | Ballad | |

A Poetry Ballad

Ballad of the poet

When the moon kissed the sun, and light spread upon the earth. *hh*
Bright and early, 
early bird gets the worm.

With sullen time on stand by.... *DJ*"
Spurns emerald valleys that blur upon my new-found perch  *J.M.G*
While all nature wakes from slumber in timeless glory. *E.G*
Morning glory stroked by a ceremonious dandelion... whisper~   *K.D*

Bitter like morning breath.
Rooster crows, two songs, I share a note with him.
My cat rises to the sun of a new day.
Stretches into a c with her tongue curled and tail furled  *S.K.*
My coffee offers the sweetest taste after a goodbye kiss.
Clever and warm, I twinkle to the new morning light,
as I step outside, something pierced my heart..
~Wing broken, his bow in tow, arrows strewn, 
~No flight for thee, love lost, bent arrows I see,"  *R.M*
Everything I see, everything I feel around me.
Becomes a new song.
Born of many emotions.
I roll them on a paper without a pen. 
BUT!  In my mind they speak clearly to me~
Look into My eyes with your heart... and there you will find your soul  * R.A.D.*

"I hear an angel calling The beastly being within"   *R.S*
A new creation awaits beyond the path of dreams content,
Eros and Cupid both shoot through my heart."  *J.H.*
As the arrow's liquid enters my soul...    *RON*
Will that winged creature with the bow and arrows stop blinking his eyes?" *R.P*
He has stretched his wings too far this time.  *V.B.*
"His arrow of love is strumming my heart with golden grace.  *L.M*
A Halo'd smile upon my face.    * L.H*
Has suddenly turned to a grimace!   *G.S.*


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Details | Verse | |

Mind and Sound

Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to just be earth 
Since I am the earth 
and because I am of
the one that is the source of its 
existence, 
I've owned the power of 
omnificence 

I realize now that I AM because
HE is since I am from that, a 
descendant 
Created in the image of a 
thought
and a feeling from the 
Universal Mind
I tune in to this vibration from 
rhythmic
pulse that manipulates 
subconscious minds

Immersed  between 4 and 7 
hertz;
brainwaves halt to a conscious 
sleep
All  chakras are aligned shining 
crown energy 
and now my consciousness 
begins to reap! 
and light begins to penetrate 
the harmonious beams
that were already there
constant and always there 

is now flooded with sound 
patterns
that force brainwaves to submit 
to power
of omnipresent sound that 
always was 
and always will be connected to 
the Source from which I came
so I extend exponentially 
beyond;
physical time and space

I long to embrace the intensity 
of gamma rays
I give way to the coded sounds 
that resonate from the inner 
core
and continue to connect 
through the binaural beats that 
-  
remind me of before

Always familiar but ignored
until found by gaining 
knowledge of self
I listen with the intent to excel 
while reaping an abundance of 
benefits and rewards
Listen!! 
It's already yours

Just reach out and grab it 
as long as intention and ego is 
checked
the universe will correspond 
accordingly
it will deliver a life to you divine 
and orderly
Just listen to the sounds that 
were there from before
They will guide to to the 
vibration from the core
and it will guide you to connect 
directly with the source 




Details | Ballade | |

BALLADE TO MATURE BEAUTY

Easy comes beauty in youth’s natural spring,
But with age its mellow dimensions grow.
Like to a bud, a full bloom, age will bring.
With grace its beauty does ebb and glow,
Its liberty allows its new functions to show.
Mature beauty is and will be admired always,
Youth’s beauty and its esteem goes to and fro,
But ageless deeper beauty has endless days.


Mature beauty has a melody to sing,
And this it releases so that you will know,
The elegance and blessing of its echo’s ring.
The evidence of a mind is part of its show,
For it opens tastefully with a view to bestow.
Ageless beauty never lacks for praise.
The beauty of life’s spring may lose its glow,
But ageless deeper beauty has endless days.


In poetry and melody its praises we bring,
For mature beauty’s many dimensions we know.
With fervid dignity I see it take to wing,
Giving the young buds an inspiring show.
May you long guide youth as they grow,
Leading them in elegance the celestial ways.
So youth will  know how easy beauty may go,
But ageless deeper beauty has endless days.


Now young buds aspire to full blooms grow,
And become worthy of nature’s timeless praise.
Allow your charm in majesty and grace to glow,
And may your ageless beauty have endless days.


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The Coffee House

The day he took me to Starbucks I figured I was gaining in luck Then all he did was complain How the coffee wasn't humane It wasn't fit for human comsumption The tasty treat was dry, their gumption In serving such unpalatable treat Oh well, another date now unsweet Starbucks I still love you even though Have to get decaffeinated coffee drink slow
Nathan thanks for the challenge Contest: Coffee House


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Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
!!


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In love with life

In love with it all

I’m in love with all of it
I haven’t got much wealth
I guess I’m getting older now
I’m running down on health
But I’m in love with all of it
Every blade of grass, each tree
I love it with my heart and soul
I adore its mystery.

Everything in life excites me
I don’t know why this be
But I don’t suffer anymore
With depressive misery
Within my world I am a king
Cause I have everything
Every day is dear to me
Each moment makes my heart sing.

That golden Sun there in the sky
Is looking down on me
As he colors all with wondrous glory
Creating so much mystery
As here I sit, so all alone
The whistling soothes my soul
As canary, caged, just sings for me
And the morning feels so whole.

16 September 2013 @ 1125hrs.


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Moving On Singing A Song

She read one of her poems on TV. 
For all the world to hear and see.
She also spoke softly of all her pain,
To show all the world what she had gained.
To the magazines she told her story,
To show the world, the before, the after, then the glory.
On the radio she told what it was like,
She told the world while she held the mike.
For ten whole years she answered letters from far and near,
From others who also had the fear.
Then one day she just gave it all up, and said no more.
AGORAPHOBIA, you won’t come back to my door,
It’s time to put you in the past where you belong.
While she goes off to sing a song,
At little Ps, the Methodists or J.A.M.
Singing nursery rhymes, just being NAN,
And maybe in her spare time,
She will still write the occasional rhyme.


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Happiness

Happiness (acrostic)
Happiness is found within not in people and things

Acceptance of the present regardless of what fears/ inner demons you may be facing

Persistence in seeking love and happiness inside ourselves so we may experience the abundance of love and beauty that encompasses us

Patience with ourselves as we learn and grow through our personal trials and tribulations life often presents to us, unexpectedly

Inside ourselves are all the answers we seek, believe in yourself with a smile on your face

Never give up on yourself! Challenge your belief systems with an open heart and a positive mind set

Endless love & happiness awaits you, seek it consciously without delay

Spirit of love is the essence of our original form; happiness is our natural state of being

Smile in the face of adversity and feel your spirit soar to new heights experiencing love, peace and happiness from this moment forward.  Live as if there is no tomorrow, for you reap what you sow :) :) :)


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Love, Like a Tooth Ache.

Acute.
Cloying.
Ulcerated.
Trying.
Enduring.

Pinging.
Aching.
Icarus
Night.


(Perhaps this should be titled something like: "When Love Goes Wrong" or something.  - Inspired by pre-root canal up 
all night pain from a few week's back)


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My Miracle

My request to relay to your kinfolk That made their journey inside Heaven's Gate To keep a watch over one of my folk Her parents have reserved her special date She met all the medical needs guidelines For the best research university All the scientists studying her enzymes Have expertise to do the surgery Skilled technicians on this miracle case All are trained to perform as a machine All prayers are needed, for wishes of grace Don't want any, wishes to be unseen Spring is in the scheme for her release date Grandpa, waits for the day I see my mate


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Losing Someone to Cancer

I did speak with them, seemed very confused.

Apparently from what I have been told,
the cancer has gotten worse, and has 
began invading the rest of the body…

The hospice nurse doesn’t,
think they will be with us much longer…

They don’t know where they are living, can't 
remember me seeing them recently, can't 
remember me talking with them yesterday...

I know that this is very depressing news,
and if it weren't for friends and family,
I would be going crazy…

For it is hard to lose a loved one,
whether it be family or friend…

Since we don't know, when that fateful day
will happen, we can only take it one day at a time,
I only hope and pray that they won't suffer, I would
 rather see them be in a coma, and not have 
the pain and suffering…

I know that sounds harsh, however,
I don't want them to suffer, I want them
 to go in there sleep….

By Sandra L. Hoban
©2007


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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


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Mother, Forgive Us

Mother,
I used to walk in dark places and know that I was safe.
Because I knew that I loved you.

Mother,
I have abused my brothers and sisters.
I have contaminated your purity with murder.
I have raped your daughters.
I have kidnapped your children.
I have brought your blessed bosom to the brink of destruction.

And now, even when I walk in daylight I do not feel safe.
For now I am aware of what I have been to you.
Worse than a prodigal, I have endeavored to exploit the very mother who nurtures me.
And now that I have worsened whatever imbalance was in you before I arrived,
I endeavor to flee you like a coward through the grace of an oblivious savior.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of water.
I have dreamed a dream of living water.
And in this dream Jesus, my Savior, told me that he was not oblivious.
And in this dream Jesus told me that he was fully aware of my crimes against you.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of fire.
I have dreamed a dream of unquenchable fire.
And in this dream Jesus reminded me that I was sent here to heal you as you taught me of manhood.
And in this dream Jesus told me that if I could not love you, my mother, who I could see, then how could I love my Father in heaven who I could not.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of air.
I have dreamed a dream of whirlwinds.
And in this dream I breathed in the breath of forgiveness and I realized that it was not too late for us.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of earth.
And in this dream, Mother Earth, I see you and us together, fighting for our freedom.
Fighting against the delusion that our fates are not eternally intertwined.

Mother earth,
Please forgive us.
For true, we have betrayed you.
But it is not too late.

Mother,
I promise you that as sure as my savior is in heaven we are going to make it.

Mother,
I present myself to you as a living witness.
The Lord has not forsaken us.
For within our DNA is the secret to your healing and the end of our insanity.

Mother,
Thank you for loving and protecting me, even as I raped and wounded you.
And now it is my turn.

“In the name of Jesus, the earth and all of the earth’s inhabitants are one mind, heart, and body.  In the name of Jesus, we are one person, one planet, and one purpose.  In the name of Jesus, the lion will soon lay down with the lamb and this beautiful sound, this sound of the sacred Gaia will know harmony!!” 


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When Our Pets Pass

I got really sick
Or else I was old,
I need to go now
My owners were told.

It happened so quick
I just went to sleep,
I hurt no longer
My owners would weep.

I went to heaven
And barked at the door,
"Please let me come in"
"I can play once more.

I know my owners
Are really so sad,
I usually was good
Yet sometimes was bad.

I had a good home
For that I was blessed,
I'll seem them again
When they lay to rest.


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Jesus

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


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Fallen Trees

To be posted soon


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too personal to post

i'm allmost afraid to ask
it's almost none of my business
but when it comes to you my love
it becomes a time for kindness
the secrets you won't tell me
seem to threaghten to take you away
now so it seems that it may happen anyday
either i forgot to ask or you forgot to mintion
what's really going on
what has our curious attention
no, it won't chase me away
no matter your condition
i love you any way you are
and that is our tradition
like those married for a long time
we have been commisioned
we love each other forever
no matter our condition
i have a fairy godfather
who loves me very much 
he can change your situation
with one single touch
close your eye's and just believe
in something loving us
and just as surely as you believe
try very hard to trust
and if thing's don't workout 
the way you want them too 
perhaps there is something better
for both me and you
we shouldn't question wisdom
or ever doubt true love
but still we'll search for sympathy
from a place up above
find peace in gaining patience
is often part of the plan
and when your much much older
by then you'll understand


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Yoga in Poem - A novel Approach 01 of Many


Yoga in Poem - A novel attempt 01/ Many YOGA is a priceless gift given by great ancient Indian saints for every human being through Vedas. I am trying to bring one step each week before all my known and unknown friends of Poetry Soup and for other viewers for a glimpse of this treasure of India, which in fact is a gift of Good Health for the entire humanity. Ravindra Meditation Step 01 Meditation remains The essence of healthy living And the most precious Gift given to humans By the Almighty God. We think and think And puzzle our mind With ideas and emotions With worries and Irrelevant thoughts. This goes on in our minds Ever since we find that We have grown-up To know and understand And to behave with The world. But unfortunately From that very time We unknowingly start Worrying also and Sometimes Not only during daytime But even When we are in sleep. This never ending Row of worries and worries only Sometimes for reasons And often without a season Have become a habit To lament On what we have and More on, What we do not have. This constant Lamentation and pondering Brings and form shape A Free Gift for all of us In the form of slow poisoning Which we inhale and drink Every day and every moment When we breathe and talk When we love or walk When we behave and misbehave When we are in a haste and Even when We lie on a cot Or when we fight Without a cause. This constant thinking and Worrying Slowly destroy everything Good and great in our heart Given by the Almighty God. But meditation and Yoga Can restore What we often unknowingly Just throw away By our day and night worrying Which continues When we go to sleep or Are busy in accomplishing our tasks. Meditation and Yoga Can restore What we often unknowingly Have lost By our worries While sleeping and even while Accomplishing our tasks With a gift of better and healthy life. Ravindra Kanpur India 4rd /6th July 2013 To be continued …… NOTE: The series which I am starting today is also a gift for all American friends on their Great of Independence 4th July. My Greetings for all of you. With best wishes…Ravindra
Benefits of Meditation can be seen and noted on the following webpage. http://www.ineedmotivation.com/blog/2008/05/100-benefits-of-meditation/


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Time to Go in loving memory of my mother

My mom was a strong woman, and stubborn too,
Yet she had a soft side, between me and you.
That side she would show, when you least expected,
But let me tell you, she was well respected.

Mom was quite unique, and was one of a kind,
She was set in her ways, so keep that in mind.
The youngest of nine, she had gotten her way,
Spoiled by her siblings’, almost every day.

Right out of high school, she had married my dad,
Blessed with three children, plus fifty years they had.
They both were hard workers, in all that they did,
My dad taught himself, from when he was a kid.

My mom was a smoker, for forty-six years,
Some day it would happen, she’d face all her fears.
Lung cancer she had, and inoperable too,
Her time on this earth, would be shortened we knew.

Radiation and Chemo, had done their thing,
Remission set in, tears of joy it did bring.
We would go out at night, to shop and to talk,
I knew she enjoyed, getting out for a walk.

Two years had gone by, after Thanksgiving Day,
Her pain had returned, but was afraid to say.
She’d lie on the couch; it was strength she did lack,
We knew in our hearts, that the cancer came back.

We shared lots of laughter, but many a tear,
I tried to assure her, she’d nothing to fear.
“Please watch over your dad, this one thing I ask.”
“I know it will be, quite a difficult task.”

One morning in March, Hospice called us to say,
You may want to come, for she’s slipping away.
For the night before, mom told me to stay home,
“Be there for your kids, you can call me by phone.”

When we all arrived, for a moment she woke,
Her eyes said it all, not a word had she spoke.
We stayed by her bedside, just holding her hand,
“It’s time to let go mom, we all understand”.

A few days had passed, not ready to let go,
For it had been raining, but letting up slow.
The sun began shining, the clouds disappeared,
Opening the heavens, for mom’s time has neared.

We gathered together, her forehead we kissed,
Whispering so softly, how much she’d be missed.
“Your time has arrived mom, just follow the light”,
She left us so peaceful, she gave up her fight.

It was time to drive home, in the car we got,
Then something had happened, while leaving the lot.
Huge drops of rain falling, it had to be fate.
They were tears of joy; she was at heaven’s gate.


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An Elderly Lament

She sits there slowly rocking
In the chair that's by her bed
Sometimes it gets so lonely
That she wishes she were dead

She knows that now and then
She might forget the time or place
And once in every while
She may not recognize a face

Putting on her slippers
That were right there by the wall
She stumbled from her seat
And started walking down the hall

She passed the nurses' station
No one saw her going by
She eased into the chapel
Where she hung her head and cried

"Where are all my children
They don't visit anymore
And what about my sisters
They've only been here twice before"

"I know they think I'm crazy
At times I think so, too
I never really asked for this
There's nothing I can do"

She reached into the pocket
Of her wrinkled cotton gown
She found the tattered holy card
And heavily knelt down

She used to know the prayer by heart
Then the ilness took control
Now she had to read the words
That filled her very soul

She prayed, "Hail Mary, full of grace"
And a bright light filled the room
A soothing warmth came over her
Dispelling any gloom

"My child, you need not kneel
Jesus knows you've done your best
You've grown so tired and weary
It is now your turn to rest"

"I know you feel abandoned
By your family and friends
But in heaven you're surrounded
With a love that never ends"

"You've sacrificed so very much
Your family always first
Standing by through thick and thin
In good times and in worst"

"Your children surely love you
Your friends have shown they care
I came to tell you all of this
For I have heard their prayers"

"It's difficult for them to watch
This horrible disease
That eats away your memory
And brings you to your knees"

"Today I take my mantle
And embrace you with a love
That I now freely give to you
From the Father up above"

She smiled up at Mary
And took in her last breath
Fulfilling now a life long wish
To die a happy death


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Poetic PRESCRIPTION:

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

Patient please
accept from me
this poetry prescription:

      ( <_____PUSH & TURN_____> )

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

Blues and belly aches will dissipate
resulting in healthy energy gains 

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


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Christ is our Lord and Savior

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 6 Temporarily Last

Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 6

Brahmari Pranayama or Humming Bee Breath

IMP. NOTE: Temporarily I am stopping new episodes 
of Yoga in Poem due to personal reasons and will try 
to restart Yoga in Poem at a later date…



How to do Brahmari Humming Bee Pranayama


Sit in Sukhasana (Step 1) or in Padmasana in the morning hours, if you have achieved easiness to sit in Padmasana or else sit in Sukhasana. It is important that while performing Brahmari your stomach should be empty and bowls clear. Sit erect while practicing Brahmari in a neat and clean, quiet and calm place preferably an open place.
Raise your both arms and bring your all four fingers as a screen on your eyes. Now close your ears by the tips of your thumbs in such a way that your index fingers are touching your eyebrows and the middle finger the inner corner of your both eyes and other two fingers rests on the slopes of your nose and face joints gradually.
Take a deep breath and fill your lungs with the fresh air and then exhale slowly from both the nostrils while creating a humming sound. At the time of doing this do not open your ears and keep pressing it gently so that your humming sound gets more clear and it create vibrations in your mouth, throat, ears, eyes and even other parts of your body ( this stage would come when you  practice this exercise regularly ) 
Try to creat the humming sound continuously as loud and  clear as possible for you. 

Ravindra

IN PRAISE OF BRAHMARI PRANAYAMA We all know and accepts The miracles of Sound On everything which Surrounds us. We live, we love, and we work We play and we laugh With one or the other kind of sounds Often We become harsh or soft Even we weep and sometimes We hate with some or the other kind of sounds only These are all the effects of Different Sounds Which make us What we are and what We become as a man or woman in life Kind hatred or benevolent A lover or a hater A teacher or a Poet, a writer or an artist or a Musician A leader or a preacher Or even A dictator or a Don. When sound comes From a serene source It binds the hearts Of millions And we began to love and adore That sound and even that source And keep it as a source of energy and joy. But when it comes from A biased mind and selfish source and Tries to destroy our peace And began to dictate us We feel fed-up To bear that sound And then we try To get rid of that source or sound. Brahmari or the humming Sound Is one such elegant self-music Which opens our heart and mind With its vibrations To fill life in those dead or sluggish Nerves and spine To restore The Melody not only In your voice but also in your heart and mind. Brahmari would Restore your love and even your confidence Thus Bringing your beloved more close to you And you to your beloved Which often Becomes a soft target of differences Because of Age effected unnoticed deeds and actions. Brahmari gives you the boon of Music and melody Even when age has taken you On the withering heights of life And You often find yourself standing alone Looking for someone to Restore your energy and mind. The miracles of Humming bee sounds Brings an instant coolness To your otherwise Anguished mind and heart Which began to enjoy The colors and moods Of Love and Life As A peaceful mind Is the dwelling place of heavenly gestures And even of God. The regular practice of Brahmari Balances your hormonal secretions Invigorating the thyroid gland And thus increasing your metabolism. Even Brahmari balances Your blood sugar and helps Oxidizes fats In our body and It completely removes the causes which Leads to the curse of human body The Migraine By giving you the joys and comforts of Relaxation which ultimately Soothes your Heart to pump more actively The fresh flow of blood To your nerves and mind Thus making your pressures To work happily Without crossing the limits Unless you have done some extreme wrongs. It’s a boon for those Who suffers from Diabetes and heart problems And a real gift of God For those who are in pregnancy As its wonderful effects on Human nervous system Effects the pituitary gland To balance the growth and control Of hormones in our body Thus the practice of this wonderful Pranayama Pave way for easy and trouble free Child birth or delivery. I often ponder What a treasure of blessings Yoga has given to the world and Has exposed In these simple and wonderful Breathing exercises To make every human being More befitting and joyous To enjoy the blessings of Nature And Thus elevating the human body to absorb The Beams of the Light and Love of God. Ravindra Kanpur 4th Aug. 2013
Duration: Not more than 3 to 5 times in a day in the beginning. Maximum 10 to 12 times only in a day without any force beathing or straining yourself. Precautions: 01. Never perform this Prayanama while you are lying down 02. If you are having any ear infection do not perform Brahmati till your ears get rid of all infections. 03. Do not hold your breath while doing Brahmari and Heart problem persons should do it under a trained instructor only. 04. Do not perform it when you are not empty stomach and try to perform it preferably in the morning/evening hours only. 05. If for any reasons you do not feel comfortable stop it and take few normal deep breaths IMP. NOTE: Temporarily I am stopping new episodes of Yoga in Poem due to personal reasons and will try to restart Yoga in Poem at a later date… My Gratitude Brahmari Pranayama is a boon for human being brought mainly in the lime light of the world by Swami Ram Deoji about 20 years back. Ravindra
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Quit Running

mom say's
quit running !!!!
  {walk}


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Only Link A Telephone Line

The wait_only link a telephone line
Minutes trickle through the minute glass
Everyone gets a call and that is fine
Our daughter answered phone as her own task

Minutes trickle through the minute glass
Finally the phone call from Doctor Burke
Our daughter answered phone as her own task
His job was done; he did excellent work

Finally the phone call from Doctor Burke
Surgery finished, it went well_ hip in
His job was done; he did excellent work
Wait again while in recovery_wear thin

Surgery finished, it went well_ hip in
He's in recovery will be there short while
Wait again while in recovery_wear thin
My anxiety went past quarter mile

He's in recovery will be there short while
Everyone gets a call and that is fine
My anxiety went past quarter mile
The wait_only link a telephone line


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Chicken Head

       Chicken Head

       Your a bird, with no wings!
    Your soul is lost and lives in the streets.
     Why sell your body the way you do?
        you least can get your son some new shoes.
     If you going to sell your body,get what you can get.
         You have kids, you need to get a grip.
          Do you really want your daughter to grow up like you?
         To flag down cars for every man that comes threw!
           Why are you selling your last food stamps?
          To pay a cell phone bill that has laped.
      This is no debate, your son lips is cracked from being dehydarted.
     Why do you make them suffer for the things you do?
      Look into their eyes. thats the hatred for you!
         Your baby is crying tears, for you can hear.
               Crying to be loved by you,
            You can really fix the things you do!
   Each child is a gift from God, A bright shining star.
                 Look inside your heart,
    and ask your self is this is what you want to be.
          A chicken head that stay in the streets.
      Ask God for help, when you lay down to sleep.
            Pray the lord your soul to keep.
          If you should die before you wake,
       ask him to help take your kids pain away!
             Some one should decapitate you,
       for all the pain you put your kids threw.
      So stop having kids just for someone eles to raise them.
    I guess it's for the best, because you really don't deserve them!
           They cry for help, they beg of you!
     Your a lost soul, and only God can judge you!
    


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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


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Love Needs No Words

You've been my caregiver so many times.
Surgery after surgery you were there. 
Never a complaint came from your lips-
Bathed me, fed me with loving care. 
All of this was behind us, we thought,
Until this year-

Oh, love, friend, soulmate of mine,
This year another surgery I fear.
A caregiver I'll need once again my love.
You laid your hand upon my shoulder,
As our heads touch, my tears did flow.
Two hearts became one, a sad note it did beat.
Love needs no words. 


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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 2

Sukhasana – The Easy Pose Step 02 Posture - Step of the Week The easy posture to start with. Just sit on any flat comfortable ground (it should not be spongy ground or beds). Fold your legs at the knees that one foot rests inside your knee fold of your opposite leg and the other foot is on the ground beneath the knee ford of the opposite leg. This is the easiest pose to start practicing Yoga till you learn and practice to sit in the next right pose for Yogic breathing we would learn as Padmasana. Sukhasana – The Easy Pose In Praise of Sukhasana When one sits In this easy pose To start practicing Yoga The mild reconditioning Of your nervous system Starts to take you In the realms of Those shining stars Which exists in Tranquility and peace. Gaining peace of mind Remains the ultimate goal Of every human being and It began to show its Beauty on your mind And your heart As soon as you start Yoga To get filled with The inner joy of peace To feel the light of your God. This simple posture would Slowly eliminate Your exhaustion and fatigue Giving you A highly needed relaxation and relief. Even if you have strained yourself By hard labor or games You will feel A soothing touch In your mind and body Which start creating its affects As soon as you practice Yoga. Your daily practice would slowly take you In the realms of peace And gradually Yoga would start It’s functioning of rejuvenating Your vital organs For a better performance Which are the key? To happiness and Your fitness and love for all. Ravindra Kanpur India 08 07 2013 ......... NEXT STEP NEXT WEEK NOTE: This pose can be practiced any number of time in a day even after meals. To see the pose of Sukhasana a URL is given below: http://www.google.co.in/search?q=Photo%20of%20Sukhasana&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&source=hp&channel=np


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Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 4

Yoga in Poem A Novel Approach Step 4 PADMASANA- LOTUS POSE Step 04 Posture - Sit on any flat comfortable ground or carpet/Rug/Durry. Stretch your legs in front of you loosely. Hold your right foot by the ankle and place it on your left thigh with the heel as much close to your body as you can in the beginning and later try to place it so close to your body that it presses against your left groin. Without changing or disturbing the position of your right foot flex your left knee, so that the foot comes near the body. Now lift it by the ankle and place it on your right thigh with the heel of the left foot pressing against your right groin. Please keep in mind that the soles of your both feet in this position will be pointing skywards like the petals of a full bloomed Lotus flower. For this reason it is called LOTUS POSE. Try to be as erect as possible in the beginning and keep trying to maintain this posture from few seconds to few minutes, (which you can attain after practicing it regularly). In Praise of Padmasana Padmasana is considered To be the most beneficial and Beautiful of all Asanas Because it resembles All the qualities Of the heavenly flower Lotus The Posture would Make you bloom With the inner happiness and Joy of Good health Which began to yield Its results As soon as one Get success in performing This a little difficult posture And began to practice it With ease and comfort. Padmasana stimulates slowly Your spine Making it To function More suitably and properly For your brain Which often get disturbed Due to our modern living habits And extreme dependence On the comforts of life. Practice of this posture Restore the relaxation of mind and Thus when the mind is in peace It began to shower its Wonderful results On all the vital organs of The human body Whether, We know it or not It is our mind only Which control Each and every part and Action of our body and our deeds. After learning it properly and Practicing Padmasana regularly One began to feel A new energy to face The challenges of life Which keep mounting and Increasing With more and more pressure Every day and Every night. The coolness of mind Would rejuvenate your heart To pump More fresh and energetic blood Which began to flow With the vitality of oxygen And thus Making your body & health A reality with the reflection of a Godly grace On your face, body and mind. This outcome began to show It’s appearance On You After removing gradually All the ailments caused by The Modern living conditions Like the most common and general The problem of Tension, Breathing problems, Headaches, Bad circulation of blood, General Weakness, Fatique Excessive weight problems or The problem of weight loss. After gaining The needed height In performing Padmasana You will find yourself In a new realm of Real happiness and Joy of life More close to your faith With more blessings of your God On You, As no gift is greater Then the gift of Good Health. Perfection of this Asana Leads to attain and awaken The sleeping powers Of our body Known as The Power of Kundalini* Ravindra Kanpur India 21st July 2013 PRECAUSIONS: Please do not make any hurry in learning this a little difficult posture and gradually practice and convert your Sukhasana into the Padmasana. Since it is the ideal posture for Meditation and brings peace to your mind Padmasana should always be practiced empty stomach preferably in the morning hours. V. Imp Note: Please do not try without a proper Guru or Guide for awakening the power of *Kundalini.


Details | Acrostic | |

Easter

Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


Details | Concrete | |

First Time

  Is this a dream? Am I dreaming? Feeling your kiss upon my skin. Wondering what tear we're on again.
  Don't go all the way, you might lose something. I'm at the point where I care about nothing. Now we're skin to skin, rushing of blood. Almost as if we're bonded as one.
  It gets intense, that very good feeling. But it's like I'm almost weary. It was great while it lasted, those last thirty seconds. Like a pleasure in heaven.
  Now I want more, that very good feeling, to be loved and accepted. I love him and gave him what he wanted, then he left... We see each other every day and do it.
  A year later he left, and I go through all the painful memories. He was my first, all ways will be.


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JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


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A View From A Hospital Room

Checked the small view from hospital room I did
Doing this deed was just a simple thing
View top of trees but bottom half woods hid
Windows in building right, sun_ clouds mirroring

How many persons from car wreck slain
Thinking continues noise from hall distress
View draws me in_to outside once again
Are the crows high in nest now comfortless

Will my love whom on my bosom kept
Be kept safe_God will heal I am quite
Sure, even though now the time light has crept
The deciding factor will be tonight

At our home will he come once again to face
All the love and happiness in this place


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Soup

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


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Thank You For Blessings Me

Lord I thank You for seeing me thru
The heartache and pain,
healing my soul and making me whole
All the while  continually
Filling me with so much joy 
It is hard to contain
All I can do is smile 
As I lift Your name on high
I just want to say Thank You Lord 
For blessing me.


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My Heart Sings

As the first rays of sunshine
wakes me out of my sleepy slumber,
I sat up in bed and looked at my hands.
The taste of stale cigarette smoke of cheap red wine
stained my taste buds.
I walked out of bed,
turned on the radio
(to the classical station)
and my heart beats to the tune
my life and soul smile as the sun shines in my room.
I hear God whispering in my ear
I hear all the words of the world
talking to me,
and I can hear my heart sing a little.
I read my poetry,
get dressed go for a walk,
I smile at the faces that I pass;
The cars I pass,
the houses,
the trees,
the dry lawns,
burnt and that have not been watered in days.
I smile at them and they all smile back,
and my heart sings a little,
and I dance to its simple tune.

My heart sings and I dance too:
slowly melodies,
fast jigs,
rapid jazz and swing music
and waltzes to the chopin masterpieces,
and the romantic stories, novels, the poems,
that fancy your mind with its ryhme schemes,
and after I read such romantic beauty
I smile, and I listen closely to my heart,
and with every beat,
it lets out a verse or two, from a familiar song
that caught my ear on the radio,
and my heart sings
and I smile,
and the world smiles back.

Feeling such beauty
love and romance
it is such a good feeling to live with;
and as the night rolls on,
and the sun goes away
I sit at my desk
writing poetry,
with a cigarette slowly burning away with time,
and I am stuck,
getting drunk of red wine,
I sit back in my chair,
and listen to my heart,
and he sings alittle
and I can write again.
So, there we sit together,
writing poetry,
smoking cigarettes,
drinking wine
to the strike of nine
and we both sing songs of love and romance
together forever.


Details | Free verse | |

Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


Details | Didactic | |

The Seven Wonders of the World

The Seven Wonders of the World


The real seven wonders were not built by hand, nor bought by any man
The Seven Wonders of the World, indeed, much more splendid & grand

The real seven wonders are part of every woman and every man
Given to us from God, part of His great abiding plan

To see
To touch
To hear
To taste
To feel
To laugh
To love

Oh that we may notice these wonders and recognize God’s love
He has given these wonders to teach us, as He reaches from above

The Seven Wonders of the World, exist in us each day
Let us live our lives in fullness & wonder, in every given way












Details | Light Poetry | |

Tears of Parting, Tears of Joy

The mandolin and guitar,
Singing to each other
Troubadour’s companions
To tell of intimacy and truth
Ringing, singing, clear, clean
Feelings of the solitary soul
That are revealed
Part here, part there, parting ways
Of  lovers clasp, tears of parting
Tears of joy
In quite serenity, 
That watches, nurtures
Dare to breathe songs of love, 
To be alive to all that’s here
The mandolin and the guitar
Those messengers of love
Played with an overflowing heart
The last caress on her cheek
Her dear parting cheek
Can we share again
Together one last song
For what is a bird
If it does not sing,
And what is a heart
If it does not love?


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Loveland

Two lovers with a second chance
At life enriched with sweet romance,
Repeat their wedding vows
In manner God allows,
With tasteful, simple elegance.

Loved ones and good friends gather near
Sharing in the joy and cheer.
Italian day is fair,
Blessing the happy pair,
Predicting future bright and clear.

May their good fortune never wane,
And sunshine over-power the rain.
Their love will be their wealth
In sickness and in health.
May their deep love always remain.

By: Joyce Johnson

For Linda-Marie's Loveland Limerick contest  won a 5th in this
from photo j 17 6858



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What's Cooking Good Looking

with muse in hand
a romantic longing is the plan
dinner at eight
I hope he won't be late

sherry filled to the rim
soft music for us to spin
candles on the mantel
slight ring of dinner bell

waft of curry stuffed chops
and potatoes creamy and hot
buttermilk biscuits on the side
and dessert for which he decides

this is how mom said to get to a mans heart
with a romantic dinner from the very start



Tribute To Romance
{MIO}


Also Entry For
Laura Mckenzie's
A Romantic Longing Contest

GL All


Details | I do not know? | |

kindling

"listen..."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Film9G_4_U8&feature=player_embedded

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Darling
my notes again
left scattered
upon the wind
with your name
on every one
became waving
streams of sun
shining dreams
my heart undone
and i watched…

while your name
became

flowers growing
under the moon
springing forth
into midnight dew
shimmers of gold
silver and blue
Natures bow
before the rain

it took just one
glance to know
and a fire became
from a waters flow
a sense with ease
creating breeze
dripping life
onto rooted trees
the embers
began to fall…....

a storm grew
a pulse became
the sound of true
and stars danced
within planets too
a timely romance
creations brew
Nature knows
from where it comes

i watched as I
became your name
and then my eyes
became the rain
upon a soft grass
on a golden shore
innocent creatures
creation adores
and I was bound
by your vow

you became the sea
and not quite awake
i came to be
somehow
the gentle form
of energy
that rocks with you.
;)

foundations
are grounding
your name became
everything

a hot cherry dropped
onto cool solutions
and a steam rose

burning hot
as Love


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A Bubble Blown Up With Breath

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

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

I know you care

  I know you care
			By Elaine Roy

Words fall apart, when you see the truth
Don't know what to say but it lies in you eyes
You try not to show it but I can feel it in my heart
I know you care; as you hold my hands; as their shaking
You tried, to be brave; as you look away
Don't want me to see the tears in your eyes
I know you care; you always be there to hold me in the darkness
Afraid, of the truth
Don't want to face it but we're get through it
This fight is not yours but mine
I need you to see, Hope
I know you care
We, can't pretend 
We can only, fight with our hearts and hope for the best
Weather, the storm together
Whatever happens, know that I love you and I always know you cared


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 | Haiku | |

MUSIC - HAIKU

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


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On bended knee

On bended knee
I hope you know
Of how much I feel
my heart bestow

For now I offer
my hand my love
a golden band 
and pure white doves

Perhaps you'll arrive
in princess carriage
what ever you want 
the perfect marriage

Through happiness
and sickness too
I've one true love
and that is you

So if you'll say yes
and marry me
through all my days
I'll cherish thee


Details | Epigram | |

PANACEA




Come, oh Love! 

You, salutary medicine of the soul,

Come!


Let your presence in Man’s heart, panacea* 

For 

Humanity’s ills to become!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
    04 MARCH 2014


*Panacea:
Daughter of Asclepius- God of healing and medicine- and sister of Health, 
supposed to heal all ills or diseases!


Details | I do not know? | |

CHALLENGE

Day and night,
I think about the truth,
Behind those hidden curtains,
Trying hard to understand,
How He thinks and do things,
Why is that that our mind so small,
Its hard for us to think beyond? 
Why did He made everything complicated for us?

I sat down my dad called,
To make me face the reality,
My heart started beating fast,
And tears run down my cheeks,
As if there was hail,
I didn't know what to say,
He told me he might not last long,
How am I going to see him?
He is on the other-side of the world?
I am worried about him,
I wish I could die with the people who I love,
I am scared to loose them
And the hard part is I dont know my dad,
I miss him!

I feel like time is close by,
And I didn't live my life as if I wish to,
I can't because things are not the same,
When I see an apple on the tree,
It feels like blood dropping beside my eyes,
I feel strange in this world,
I don't think or see the things I used to,
I stand amongst people who are changed,
In a bad way and yet the worst hasn't begun!

I can't even write my poems the same,
I can't make it rhyme anymore,
I feel like I am all alone in this,
I feel like this is a big challenge,
And I am lost in middle of no where,
I feel like nobody understands,
When the words come out my mouth,
All they hear is bluh! bluh! bluh!
I am disparate to find someone who I can talk to,
Yet I am scared to trust anybody,
I been hurt so many times,

I dont even know how to end this poem if you called it,
I have so much anger that is in me,
That no matter what I say there is still more,
That will never end,
One thing I know is I hate to be here,
And live in a place full of strangers, selfish liars, and untrusted people!


Details | I do not know? | |

two

water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two… 
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”...it’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
”...wellcome…”
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
lentils 
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook 
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.


Details | Verse | |

An angel came

An angel came!

Nights in black and white,
My mind keeps drifting from side to side.

Wondering in my mind about the voice I heard,
At my bedside an angel came.

"Be patient," The voice said;
I heard it so clear, yet so discreet.

To hear a strange voice whisper into my ear,
It made me scared, and it made me fear.

Fear from God who heard my cry,
Begging for mercy, to save a child.

Praying to all angels to keep her safe
The mother of my children, my soul mate.

This is a sign for me to know,
That God is with me, and I am not alone.

Thank you God for this sign you gave me,
To remind me that there is a God up there
and to be patient.
 
I’ll keep my faith every time I'm down,
With my forehead touching the ground.


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 | Clerihew | |

We can swim beyond the storms

Unknown friend immerses 
In my fullerene verses,   
And finds four allotropes forms… 
We can swim beyond the storms.


Details | Free verse | |

Winter Beach

After the rain, 
the speckled glint of shimmering sand
is now muddy brown.
Like a blind, closed tight on the warmth of summer,
the winter beach has shrunken in,
changing the colours of my day into
a darker palette, shades of grey.
The sun shriveled
pale faced and worn
as the cold season begins.

Seagulls a beacon
against a slate November sky
their sound, comfort to a lonely beach.
The steps down to the water, pea green,
slimy weed on stone
bright against an ink-rippled tide.

Seaweed colours bleed into my mind while
textures playfully mingle.
The salt air stings my nostrils
caresses my lungs with wellness.
Sea sounds carry from the shores of Wales
as I crunch the length of the ebbing milk tide.

I look to the horizon and imagine another me
walking a beach somewhere over there,
listening to my thoughts, 
as they channel the sea
Grateful for this beauty, the gift of the nature
I look over my shoulder, my footprints remain
solid, as in a freshly cemented path
their sound, echoes in the shells.


Details | Haiku | |

LOVE - HAIKU

Love is as love does Peace begets peace; happy day Unconditional


Details | Pantoum | |

Gobble Gobble

<                                           cobblestone streets where she strolls
                                             waiting looking  for her next clients
                                             lip stick skirt blouse boots she fluffs hair
                                             horn's blair people's stare all fair game
                                             waiting looking for her next clients
                                             dim lit streets she turns her head for another
                                             horn's blair people's stare all fair game
                                             liars cheaters she don't care
                                             waiting looking for her next clients
                                             lip stick skirt blouse boots she fluffs hair
                                             dim lit streets she  turns her head for another
                                             cobblestone streets where she strolls
                                             


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus You're So Wonderful To ME

Jesus-You're So Wonderful!

Jesus—You're so beautiful and 
wonderful to me!
You've opened my blind eyes—
now I can see!

I've seen your love in
 my famly as well.
You're so good—more than
 words can tell!

For all of my failures—
you have forgiven,
And are patiently showing
 me your way of livin'!

Living for you is so 
very precious!
And your word is 
so very nutricious!

Your kindness to me—
I have not deserved.
Your blessings to me have 
so graciously been served.

You've been so patient 
with me and so kind.
Your promises have stood 
the test of time.

Thank you Jesus-you're
 truly my best friend.
And have been there for
 me again and again.

How precious you are—
words alone can't express.
Calling “Abba father”
I am so blessed!

I long to be refreshed by your
 presence each day.
I love you more than 
words can say!

By Jim Pemberton
(c) 2006

  


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Long and dark may be the tunnel

Dark are my days, darkened with pain Light and joy has flown down the drain All for a cause of an unexpected zeal Meant for a heart to be captured, my captain! Dark may be my days, dark are the nights Amidst the agony, the coming days fill me up with frights Of what use is living in emptiness, in void If blank seems the mere existence, once the object of my delights! Days are forever bad, luck seems so sad With fever, it would seem fortune is clad Love meant to the enjoyers of doom The awakened, devoid of love, are among the myriad! And in the darkened depth, I smile Amidst the dark doom, I cross the mile For submissive to a fragile fate, I have experienced the holiness in good style! Saved from the swampy marsh My Life meant to be one so harsh Yet joy to be my ending reward For treading the dark tunnel can be truly dullish! Love, Love, remains the miracle Love and show mercy in amounts ample How can there be love in the dark tunnel Hope is there, for the end of the battle


Details | Free verse | |

There's A New Day Coming (Repost)

Morning rays unfolding
like fingers formed 
Trace the far-reaching dreams
To awaken the sleeping children
To recognize the dawn 
Of the new world

There were promises made 
that shall not be broken
Rest assured 
That there's going to be 
Some major changes made

Weeping and mourning 
Will be no more ...
Pain and sickness 
Will cease to exist...
No famine in the lands
Feeble minds will be 
Granted wisdom from above

This is for the betterment of mankind
So, rest assured dear friends 
Believe me when I tell you 
There’s a new day coming.


Details | Free verse | |

A Prayer for Michael

A Prayer for Michael (the one who sent me here)

I said a prayer and called your name
It was a prayer for you
You are my friend
I called your name with tears 
My eyes are rivers in your grace
I cannot see the bottom of this pit
Upon whose rim you stand
But I release you from the wretched place
I break your spell and kill your witch with my golden cold spike of love

I have no tools
My ways are simple
But I throw them over to you with every inch of strength you have given me
I only have a small closed heart that’s broken
But it wishes to be strong and large
Like you can be too
Like you were as a child of light
Like you are still, but only blinded and stunned
You are like a brother and father and guide to me
In one stroke of kindness you gave me hope
My broken heart holds magic 
It knows your pain
And in its lock a golden broken key of love you turned
You made me stronger
And like a starfish
Now I have a thousand keys forming to give away

I offer one to you my new friend
My love is yours to use and keep
Hold it in your heart
Be warm
I pledge my friendship
In the times your heart is cold and lonely
Drink to me the cup you throw away
Remember I will keep you warm inside of me
Your memory will not fade, I know your name
Take strength in knowing those you heal
Demand of you as well that you should rise again

Rise and take your place
Stand in recognition of what you must be and are even now
Walk forward again in the light of your own making
Have half the hope you have given
Rekindle it 
You have no shame
And no wrong did you make
It was right to love so freely 
With such pure honesty and trust and lust
No matter that anyone should hurt you
This was only a test and strengthening
Use the hurt to remember your mission
Let its fading embers grow warm again and not fester
Fuel that fire with the wind of your desire to heal
And love again without restraint
As you know you always will and must
I release you from the spell
No fear is yours to bear
Stand up and walk out of those old shoes
In health, without fear, I set you free


Details | Free verse | |

A Poem for her Majesty the Queen on her Jubilee


To be English above all is not just a given, from the beginnings of time to the new world position.

It is of bravery and honour that has built the empire we know, that no matter what we may face no matter how big the enemy or challenge we will not quiver we shall not shudder nor walk away, our upper lip will remain stiff and the lions heart our enemy will feel in protection of Queen and country.

In a world of corruption and deceit, floundering morals as sources try to wash them away, inside this mayhem will always lay a loyal army to her Majesty and country that will fight tooth and nail to protect.
No matter the hatred or non believers we shall not fall. 

The most powerful family in the world that has ruled through generations of change and is echoed through the story of time this is my promise to you your Majesty we will always be here waiting on your every word to follow and serve as your loyal army. 

May GOD save the Queen and protect her people through time,
For we are ENGLAND . .  full of love . . . full of Pride! 


Details | I do not know? | |

Sol

As sun peeks from scattering clouds,
nature follows suit as all gets bright.
And with plants reaching up to golden halos,
animals appear and bask in its silky delight.
Such is her smile after a cloudy and misty day,
refreshing and eternal as sol's awakening.


Details | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Couplet | |

Valentine Romance

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


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Ela-Jane!

Ela-Jane is two years old, she has cancer of the lungs!
Don't think this a tragedy, she's bright as the morning sun.
Chemo will last over a year, she's doing really great;
Doctors from around the world review her current state.

It's good to see her smiling face and the twinkle in her eyes,
To watch her skip and dance and play and hear her excited cries.
I know sometimes she's not too well, or even in the mood
To play with her toys, watch TV or even have some food.

At times like these it's very hard to be quite positive,
Hope and faith play their part but love is what we give.
Time is the measure of everything and fate will play its part,
But when you believe in miracles it soothes an aching heart!

There isn't a ready answer when children are very ill!
Some kids will soon recover, others never will.
Why do I tell this story? It's to help you understand:
The faith of a child is simple, they need us close at hand.


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Islam2

ISLAM

1. Do Muslims believe he was a Messenger of One God? YES

Belief in all of the Prophets and Messengers of God is a fundamental article of faith in Islam. Thus, believing in Prophets Adam, Jesus, Moses, and Muhammad (peace and blessings be upon them) is a requirement for anyone who calls him or herself a Muslim. A person claiming to be a Muslim who, for instance, denies the Messengership of Jesus, is not considered a Muslim.

The Quran says in reference to the status of Jesus as a Messenger:

"The Messiah (Jesus), son of Mary, was no more than a Messenger before whom many Messengers have passed away; and his mother adhered wholly to truthfulness, and they both ate food (as other mortals do). See how We make Our signs clear to them; and see where they are turning away!" (Quran 5:75).

2. Do Muslims believe he was born of a Virgin Mother? YES

Like Christians, Muslims believe Mary, Maria in Spanish, or Maryam as she is called in Arabic, was a chaste, virgin woman, who miraculously gave birth to Jesus.

"Relate in the Book the story of Mary, when she withdrew from her family, to a place in the East. She screened herself from them; then We sent to her Our spirit (angel Gabriel) and he appeared before her as a man in all respects. She said: I seek refuge from you in God Most Gracious (come not near) if you do fear God. He said: Nay, I am only a Messenger from your Lord, to announce to you the gift of a pure son. She said: How shall I have a son, when no man has ever touched me, and I am not unchaste? He said: So it will be, your Lord says: ‘That is easy for Me; and We wish to appoint him as a sign unto men and a Mercy from Us': It was a matter so decreed" (Quran 19:16-21).

3. Do Muslims believe Jesus had a miraculous birth? YES

The Quran says:

"She (Mary) said: ‘O my Lord! How shall I have a son when no man has touched me.' He (God) said: ‘So (it will be) for God creates what He wills. When He has decreed something, He says to it only: ‘Be!'- and it is" (3:47).

It should also be noted about his birth that:

"Verily, the likeness of Jesus in God's Sight is the likeness of Adam. He (God) created him from dust, then (He) said to him: ‘Be!'-and he was" (Quran 3:59).

4. Do Muslims believe Jesus spoke in the cradle? YES

"Then she (Mary) pointed to him. They said: ‘How can we talk to one who is a child in the cradle?' He (Jesus) said: ‘Verily! I am a slave of God, He has given me the Scripture and made me a Prophet; " (19:29-30).


Details | Free verse | |

The Boxing Match

'Ding-Ding-Ding'

Round 1
Your knees became weak
Learning that your opponent was The Great Enah;
The one to never lose a match.
The one to tear you apart from the inside,
with a double right hook to a left
uppercut combo,
and finally a killer left jab to the
right cheek to only take you out
for 3 seconds at a time;

Round 6
My heart sunk
Learning of your match when you were half way done.
At this point
struggling
just to
keep your
breath.
Battlescars have taken captive your beautiful flesh
Wrinkles of veins stand like mountains
above valleys of blood on your deteriorating skin.
Yet I watch you continue on,
to land a glorifying punch to say
"Everything will be alright."

Round 12
The final countdown
Revealing the final combo
A fatal melee straight through the chest.
I fell to my knees as she tumbled to the ring's floor.
The impact of her body loosely colliding to the ground
echoed in my gut.
6 Rounds,
Not even 60 or 600,
could prepare me for this moment -
She lost.

'Ding-Ding-Ding'


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

HELP HER UP

written 2nd Aug 2013



This life is not as it should be
 pick up your wife, can't you see 

You're her husband, stand up!
 give her a reason, to again believe

She means 'everything'....to this family
 shutting the door leaving her totally... Alone

Do you actually know her at all...
 damaging her heart and soul, deep within it's cold

Loneliness consumes her, it's been so long
 it must be asked...do you still love her?

Are you willing to help her to her feet again?
 or shall you sit back and watch, as she see's the end

This is completely left for only you, her husband to declare
 how much does she really mean to you...do you still care?

Will you step up, or let her rot into total depression, you see it...
 Love and care, or death and dispirit

It's all up to you!
 Her loving husband, what will you do.....


Details | Free verse | |

Cold ice

Ice flower
so cold I cannot touch
but need forces my exposed finger tips
and i brush them against your crystal petals
and bitten skin comes off willingly
to cling to your cold disregard;

Ice flower
frozen as you are
even this hot desert wind
seeking to slice your bitter air
and melt away droplets of beauty
from your seductive petals
but oh seduction and its lure:
my hot breath comes fervent and warm
but I do not draw back into my lungs cool favor
No, your crystal buds do not yield fresh melt water
to sate this parched throat

No, my breath comes back short, sharp and shivering
As if the unforgiving hand of winter
had battered my very heart away
and the cold wind gusts back into my lungs
and shrouds my heart
slows the pumping of heated blood
and leaves only a brittle casing
of cold ice.


Details | Free verse | |

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

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, 2008....my sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.



i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.



i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 



then 


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

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.



then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.



i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good



yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.



i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.

janetta


Details | Free verse | |

Christmas 2009

Recession made Christmas harder than ever before
Family’s splitting – money the core
Dad’s leaving to live on the street
So that young hungry mouths are able to eat
That some extra cash might be in the house
and children might learn what Christmas is about?
But without Dad gone, roof would be lost
for the bills are much higher – we can’t meet the cost
No longer can the average family budget
2009, jobs lost, even working struggle to afford it
Commercialism needs to stop building hopes and dreams
Childern don’t understand you are busting at the seams
Disappointment reigns as kids outside taunt and tease
No longer we fit in we’re all on our knees
Sinking. Even love has fallen apart
We don’t want this Christmas just haven’t the heart!
Expectation lower, depressions set in
Politicians not helping the hole we’re all in
Instead raising taxes they’ll crucify more
and this miserable life could be at your door
Will someone tell them that family should be together
sharing love, life, hopes dreams whatever they weather


Details | Bio | |

MY LIL RATU

She is cute
She is cute 
My Lil Ratu on the road
Eating apple to keep from doc 
And her smile capture me hope
Oh my Lil angel with the cloak
A sweet hug from you is soft
Hope to see you soon you grow
Until today still missing you
Oh my lil Ratu
Indeed I love you so! 
Bow...



Neldy Jolo


Details | Free verse | |

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!


Details | I do not know? | |

three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy 
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to sh!t…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink 
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

< 3


Details | Concrete | |

This Time

Empty inside wishing that I had someone to talk to because 
my heart is froze an oh so cold. Where can I run??? there's 
know where to hide or go this place has me trap in a close 
tiny corner. I need someone to hold me and take this pain 
away, that sleep with me every nigth. I anit looking for 
someone to love me I'm just looking for someone to warm my 
heart up. And show me a new way to be loved "I had a few 
ups and downs and I wanna turn it the right way all around". 
Because I don't plan on leaving my life like this any longer, 
ever again I have learned and I'm not ganna keep on 
repeating this love thing another time. So I'm saying 
goodbye old love and god bless but I need to love myself the 
right way.


Details | Free verse | |

Inspiration: our Daily Bread of Life

Inspiration is all around me.  It swirles in the midst of darkness and deceit.  
Blinded by dry tears...the deliverers of this blessed word find me when I know not what to look for or where...
I and my kind walk in circles looking for and end to pain, deceit, betrayal, unlove, uncareing.  We are looking...but not invane.  

When the circles we walk in seem endless take heart and know that it is not a downward spiral...  Keep looking and you will see...  
     (C)....Catherine Buchner    2012
















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His Gentleness

He gently creeps into her room
to rest tenderly near her side
 while thoughts of melancholy zoom
 in  of his once vibrant bride
she's been there for him
so many, many years
he sniffles~and tries to hide 
the sorrow and the tears
she has been injured and hurt
but has lost the fight
she will not make it through the night
she will be in paradise by tomorrow's day
he reaches to sniff her best skirt
holds it tight~ it smells of her perfume
he drags over to the vanity to spray
her familiar scent around the room
he cradles her head within his arm
then musters an adoring smile as he whispers in her ear, 
"Time travels fast, and I will see you in a while, my dear"
He provides her warmth by stroking her hair
he wants to capture this image of her there
he wants this moment painted on the wall
so that he can always,always recall
how peaceful she seemed while adrift somewhere.

Copyright McCuen 2009


Details | Quatrain | |

A Warm Cozy Sweater

The sun is shining, not a cloud up above
How could life be any better
Good health and the love of a very sweet lady
Life is like a warm cozy sweater

Rainy days can't even bring down my spirits
I'm meant to live life on a high
I see nothing but positive signs every day
Of love and bright sunny skies

This can't be true, I've heard people say
One can't be upbeat every day
Once in a while, there gotta be sad things
You encounter along the way

Of course they're right, but the difference is
I don't let them get me down
They are all a part of this thing we call living
It's my choice to smile not frown

The sun is shining, not a cloud up above
How could life be any better
Good health and the love of a very sweet lady
Life is like a warm cozy sweater

@Jack Ellison 2012


Details | Senryu | |

Earth Angel

Earth’s Angel
Her salient wings glowed;
With love she cradled wild world,
All rested in peace.


Details | Free verse | |

Samuel, Time Hates Us

Did you know time can slip by 
when we're not having fun?
Samuel, it hasn't been fun
These days that we've spent, 
it's felt like hours
And remember when you came 
to the door with flowers?
But time, Samuel-
it's never odd or even
Samuel, time hates us
We don't even have a moment 
that's just ours
Yet, chance made us friends
Sitting in Niagara, staring at the lights
Honestly, you and me, we could be free
And yet we're imprisoned
Steadily being caged in by time
We were from the beginning, 
we were from the start
Time hates us, dislikes us, 
loathes us, despises us
We're the eyes of it's storm
And yet I can tell in your eyes that you're happy
That even with a car running on empty
and not living a life we had envisioned,
We've made a world that stretches far
 


Details | Monorhyme | |

No One Told Me

No One Told Me
A cement block is tied to my heart
Need a running start
At night my voice carries like a lark
Death’s arrow has hit its mark
My life is so dark
The side of the ocean is full of sharks
Some days I feel like such a tart
I used to be such a sweetheart
No one told me life would be so hard.


Details | Lyric | |

Trees and Dirt

Trees and dirt I sleep on the earth, the dust the sand, longing to birth.
Oil on skin, bare, 
sweat on your back, 
feels amazing.
Yes! Im back on track.
Sleeping cosy as a worm, 
unencumbered by any material possession or fixed term.
Free to explore, a magical universe, 
I must implore.
No home, no chores, no bills to pay. 
Just water, food gathered and warmth today.
A dusty cave, cute as a button, no slamming door, 
just love in your belly, to the very core.
I love this realm, 
just need more time, 
time to explore.
Trees and dirt  I sleep on the earth, the dust, the sand, longing to birth.
And return once again to mother earth.


Details | Haiku | |

lift your brothers and sisters (come together)

we are one spirit...

there shall be no division...

edify each soul...


Details | Sonnet | |

My Love Affair with Poetry

Nights when I’m alone,
Icy wind flittering through the window,
The absent warmth of love echoing in my empty room,
I have frequent love affairs with poetry.
Its pulsating words gush themselves out on the white blank page,
It caresses my every emotion,
Sending me reeling through a torrent of multiple ecstasy,
I scream with release as every unhinged secret is documented rhythmically, 
After, subdued by unthinkable shame,
I stash it away with the refreshing slide of a closed drawer,
I light up a cigarette and lie within the sheets like a film star,
I am who I choose to be,
Husband rings, why don’t I answer the phone?
I’m having an affair with poetry. 


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

Finally Forever Done

I’m on ground, while you’re in the clouds,
You’re in the then; I’m in the here and now.

How come our channels can’t get a signal?
But I still feel the pull of your chords.
Are you getting bored? 

Tired of me complaining and I’m tired of waiting!
For the things, that should come naturally, like trust, love, respect,and intimacy.
I’m afraid but prepared indefinitely. 

I know my new energy will bring forth something that’s healthy.
God’s already secured my wealth and my safety.
I’m finally, forever done.


Details | Couplet | |

Silver Strands

Each year silver strands of sunlight become woven into my hair.
Just like the silver strands of sunlight that help bind us everywhere.
They light our way before us as we stumble forth each day.
They slowly lead us forward into the paths of great byways.

God sends these silver strands that slowly build a crown upon our heads…
And they are earned with the wisdom, learned throughout the years ahead.
The strands will weave a family, and unite us to others, too.
For they are the strands of love given to both: me and you.

Love and work together is how they are slowly earned.
And the weaving is slowly done as we add others in the sojourn.
But how are they bestowed as so slowly woven into our lives?
I would say it’s given by Gods divine grace, in time.




Details | Sonnet | |

The Dam Is Broken

The dam has broken, fear has poured gushing
Oh! Great Physician ruler of the angels
Send the mighty healing army flying
On strong wings of love, comfort counsels

Open the Word and the Spirit speak plain
Don't go around and round the mountain high
Move forward child to another level attain
On the wings of those angels now fly

On the journey may you always find another
To share a light on the worn path of life
A person who stays in step with you and sings
This your life may it be one of wealth and no strife

Protected by the angel of mercy__love
May your journey be seasoned from above



Details | Prose Poetry | |

Sweet River Man

Let's wait for the sunset one summer's day
down by the river where I always liked to play
we can kick off our shoes and bury our feet in the sand
come on please be my sweet river man
We can call the wild geese up with a little dab of feed
or jump in the water a little too deep
in that old Red River we can laugh and sing
take me by the hand, make that leap

Write our names in a heart in the sand
you can be my sweet river man
and I'll be your sweet lady river friend
we can hold on for life and scare the catfish twice
anything’s possible that time of day
my white sundress is a little bit dirty
from that red water that always stays so murky

I wouldn't want to be any other place
than down by the river where I always liked to play
and when the moon comes out tonight
and the stars shine bright
your sweet river lady
is going to sing to her sweet river man under the moonlight

watch those stars shooting in the dark as you hold me tight
until we see the sun start to rise
yeah down on the river where I always liked to play
nothing’s changed much since I was just a babe
but now I share with my sweet river man, my favorite place to play


Details | Free verse | |

My Thing

Writing is my thing. My drug of choice. My bling bling.
I fall in love with the similies and mentions of passion while wrapping my body in 
sentences.
Creating complicated rhythms and making them simples as instances
Every line a differenet emphasis
Commas, explinations and periods
Sometimes rhyming and sometimes not
Stopping to puff so my thoughts can lock
Feeding hungry souls starved from starvation
Creating new creations
Making people feel the sensation as I build up to mind elevation

The quest for knowledge is not a game
Spoken movements teach about the pain
I write to ease the pain
Rhythms run deep

Deep underneath clouded visions of unspoken truth lies a message
a message...a message that should be taught accurately to the youth
About the struggle of a people that was misued
abused, refused, confused, raped, beaten down
uneducated
portrayed as clowns, coons, niggers, fools
Modern day niggas and goons
Wake up!! Did you hear the news?
You are responsible for you!
Imagine how it would be tho
If we were uninterrupted and brought overseas yo
Uprooted from a line of royalty kings and queens
Africa unite is all we'd sing
Rhythms run deeper into the seams of my being

I write to ease the pain of the oppressed
I write to celebrate their success
I write to educate the rest
The message..The message..The message is very clear
No time time to waste
The time is NOW
It's here!


Details | Cinquain | |

YOUTH MUST BE LIVED

How true is the saying that youth is eternal and glorious only for some,
when hearts are free of worries, they know nothing of human pain;
fantasy suddenly begins and dusk that brings night delays to come...
and as wild and incredible it might seem, it always recalls home!
Youth must be lived, not wasted, but be reveled in happy refrain.


Details | I do not know? | |

Junk DNA?

Let me just say…
I’m not a scientist hear
Not a preacher, not a seeker, Just
Eternally a student and believer.
Simple Ways are my Teacher
And, I haven’t read much,
I don’t know books I
Don’t go to church,
Or get checked up.
Can’t quote a thing or
Talk on medicine
Ooo, and I don’t do math… ;)
Reckon I better add that and
Having done so, I’m here to say, something
About something I do believe, which is
There’s no such thing as “Junk” DNA

... ” what if ” ...
we still ‘have it’, because it’s worth having… AND
... ” what if ” ...
there are so many ANDs in the Books because that means something… :)
outstANDingly, Good…

not that I’ve read them, but I glanced them and the ANDs stAND out… \shurgs/

... and & dna…
& & & 777 = 21 U… get it yet? ;)

...if not, check. The Key.board.

HUGs!

&AND&&...include everything.


Details | Couplet | |

Not Another Tear

Heartbroken again 
Another lonely day gone by, until I cry
But no I won't shed another tear
Not today and not this year
I need to stand firm and assert my authority
But there are days when I don't feel too pretty
My beauty is inside waiting to be shown
My heart is on my sleeve hanging all alone
But no more tears, atleast not today
I need to keep these dark spirits away
My heart can be mended and my faith not shaken
Now it seems my love has been taken
Stolen, from its original state where it was protected
Now it's become fragile and rejected
But I will start another day and take back my love
Take back my heart and take back me trust
And I will share my faith and love through the year
But today I will not shed another tear.


Details | Free verse | |

vacant days

vacant days of big fat cats
little old ladies with big
white hats

summer naps followed
by soft summer nights
turning into silver
dreams of.....

conjured up lovers
and riding machines

pasting in books of

innocent looking guys
with high flying schemes

brothers tender then 
hostile;  old loves gone
cold........

waiting for a ring
by a small black phone


Details | Haiku | |

deeply, the last rose

deeply, the last rose inhales for a final breath farewell her perfume


Details | Free verse | |

Tear in My Heart

My mother never knew what to do with me.
I was an obligation that needed to be. 
But I wanted her to love me.
Simply… love… me.
I would do anything to please her.
Wanting her to be proud, I worked hard at everything I did.
But she viewed me as her competition, not wanting to be out done.
Needless to say our relationship wasn’t what I wanted it to be.
I dreamed to have a family of my own to simply… love… me. 
I had a daughter who didn’t live. 
And my mom said someone like me shouldn’t have kids.
Though she didn’t know about my epilepsy and other problems with my health.
Then my life fell apart with hard times everywhere.
I didn’t show it but hidden…my health wasn’t all that good.
My husband’s diabetes affected his mind. And epilepsy was working on mine.
I ignored that fact. I worked hard as my epilepsy kept tearing every thing apart.
Finally with a hard earned job… Fourteen years later I had a son. 
The son I’d always wanted to have.
I was so very proud but was attacked by both health and son, at every turn.
He was wilder than most creating problems everywhere.
He blamed me for everything and everywhere something went wrong.
My health did it again at work as my relationship continued to crumble with my son.
He hated a mother who had to work, had epilepsy, and just wasn’t there for him. 
I was slowly dying when he was 12 and I was 52, when finally I was saved.
That night… I met God and he said I had more to be done along the way.
I came back and did every thing I could to help my wayward and unruly son.
But way before I helped him go to college… I knew I had lost my son.
But his best friend needed a mom so I was there for him.
It seems so strange to tell, but as my son moved out… His best friend simply moved in.
And it’s even stranger to tell that… 
The son who will occasionally smile at me, is someone else’s son.
He’s my heart-adopted son and has brought my first son closer again.
Jesus was always here and… the tear in my heart is gone.


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Kiss the rain

Feeling tired
Your body stressed
Mind a tumbling
Dont know whats best
Look out the window
Another damp day
Put on some shoes
It is time to lay ..
Those tears at bay

Look up look up
Feel  my touch
Thats what the  rain
Is saying to you
Lift up your face
Let my touch heal
Destress your soul
Make you whole ..
Tears gone away 

Your aches fade away
Your body feels limp
The stress is abating
A small smile appears
The rain is so cool
Don't want it to stop
You lick at your lips
Quenching your love ..
Tears of hope now

Those magic raindrops
Work for you
Making life lighter
Easier to cope
Smiling again
Dimples on show
Life is worth living
Full of hope ...
Tears of joy now

All thanks to those fine raindrops, healing from above.



22/02/2013


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Eyes do Weep

When my son was young and so very, very wild… 
I loved him dearly for he was my child.
But I feared the drugs, alcohol, and friends he did keep.
I knew they would destroy him, as I found my Eyes do weep.

We found a private High school with new peers to seek.
Miraculously, He found his own way back, and to college he did leap.
He chose a college and fraternity far away, as my eyes blurred again.
But the day he was on his own, became the best that’s ever been.

His fraternity became his brothers, and advice they dished out.
Study time became important, with gentlemanly behavior devout.
I’ll thank them each, in the leadership and help they all showed.
I’ll thank my son for growing up, and for becoming who we now know.
Community service brought blood drives, and teaching inner city kids.
They worked on their fraternity house, reclaiming it from the skids.
All parties had designated drivers to take every body home, all right.
They gathered clothes for the homeless to brighten up their life.
They built Homes For Humanity for to work he was never adverse.
Then, to add to the rest, he continued to work to become a nurse. 
He put himself through college working in a hospital and ambulance.
He had learned a reverence for life, happiness, and yes, even patience.
My wild, wild son has found purpose in life and peace at long last.
And again my eyes do weep… This time with love so vast...



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sleep

s- is or the slithering sound youre tounge makes when trying to think, the star in the 
moonlight sky that catches yur eye, the sight you once seen and will nevr forget in yur 
drems as u follow up into quiet peace.
l- is for the light that makes the magic happean so you cant deny stareing, the laughter that 
makes u giggle and want to shout out at the same time, the love that is shares and brings to 
yur heart
e- is for exciteing, the exciteing heartrenching dream you soon encounter while trying to 
hold back yur giggles and smiles while trying to close yur eyes and sleep.
e- is also for the extravagent and endless memorys and journeys you once fullfill in yur 
dream, the encounter of ones hopes, and sights never seen or forgotten just rememberd.
p- is for the people you meet in yur cloud, the peole you see and remeber and once loved or 
are trying to think about all the time and every day until the day u see them again it seems like forever.
also the places, you travel so beutiful, and detailed, only created by yur mind, only yur mind 
can see them and noone else can but you, pictures, that will last forever as you take trying 
to capture all of those memory's by casting a photo here and there, but youll never find 
whats in yur dreams unless you just sink yur heart into one sync of yur own creativity and let 
go of everything and just lay in still peacefull silence as the wind sweeps youre tight muscles 
and acheing pains away, far away to the very botom of yur soul, let yourself dream, let 
youre dreams cast you away, let yur heart dream, just fall into a quiet sleep forever where 
only you can dream away and forever fall into sweet rest.
just let yur heart open up wider then yur eyes can see, just fall into loveing paralyzeing sleep.


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Chaos

Immaculate
Random
Gorgeous
Heroic
Expanding mind
Taste Sampling
Divine
Forbidden pleasure
Amazing
Mind numbing
Glorious
Thought inducing
Seducing
Selfless
Explosion
Bright
Last Night


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Maladies

Are you among the ones that have health issues?
Whether physically, mentally where there is no hope thinking that there is no cure?
Well have to admit my earthly body hurts a lot.
Taking medicines, treatments, doctors opinions is all I got.

My inner soul is quite well by the way.
God has granted me another hour another day.
Spiritually many do not know the Father.
This is sad their path is wide while the Lord’s path is narrow this much I’ve gathered.

Right now this health problem is taking its toll.
My wife loves me and sometimes I think that she would be better off without me, I’m not healthy I’m old.
She loves me this I do know is it fair to her?
A budding younger man vibrant and healthy would be better for her, maybe a life changer.

I love her dearly because of my health is it fair for me to hang on?
She reminds me every day about love, God has put us together, and together we belong.
Pretty sad that I’m worth more dead than alive.
She reminds me about love of God and she won’t let me quit, we together will survive.

Married by God she reminds me for better or for worse.
In love having Faith we certainly have no curse.
Our Father knows the time of our demise.
My wife, my soul mate, my best friend says that the Lord is powerful and it will be alright.


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I'm Always Around

I'm Always Around
by BJ Welsh

I'm not near, but I'm really not so far
If you look up I'll be the brightest star
Looking down upon God's project earth
Watching and waiting for a rebirth
When you speak I will always listen
My points will seem to shine and glisten
Giving you guidance when things seem tough
Steady now it may be rough
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

I'm here for now and always will
Never escaping, did you feel that chill?
My spirit wind brushed by your side
Or the soft, gentle wave pushed by the sea tide
When we meet again someday
Be it there or far away

You've given me hope and reason to breath
It's not yet time for me to leave
I'm that fluttering seagull upon the sands
Maybe I'm the reason for you to dance
When we meet again someday
Be it near or far away






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Junkie

you know its wrong 
but you do it to overpower the pain
not strong enough to stay away from it
you would die without it
in its presence your heart knows no shame
even if you try to win the fight
your heart will overrule your mind
Theres nothing you can do
its chained to you
you cant get free
look what this drug did to you


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Feel The Love

Diving deep, into the void, within
Washing, cleansing, myself clean
Trusting without expectation
Letting go of, what I am familiar with
Allowing the divine, infinite spirit to guide me
Teaching me how to live
Growing inside my heart and mind
Larger than my mind’s ego
As I consciously shed light, upon my self created burdens
Lighting up, my made up fears, my mind has believed, all these years
All the mistakes I have made, now become my greatest blessings
Showing me how to love, without attachment
Discovering, who I truly am


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The Right Key

The other day You did pull those curtains back ever so gently as you exposed me to the light With your opening of windows I could breathe again The air rushing in I looked at you and a tear jumped from the corner of my eye I knew your love was never a lie For you’re the only one that has found the right key That key engages the happy me


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Gossamer Shroud

Gossamer Shroud  

 
  

  
   
 
  Finery most precious.
Whimsical silk and all it's tales.
More than deep mythology.
So that woman may go naked, 
while clothed.
Wearing nought, 
but bright colored clouds.
Almost religious, 
sericulture of it's knowledge.
Volunteering, I live to do so, 
'Standing' guard over this secret.
Even today, being windy it is so.
And it is, 
ever so much cooler because of it. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


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This Your Birthday

Ok! so you are not exactly
A spring chicken and you
Don't hear so good anymore
But, it is still your Birthday Day
You are not on a social decline
You are merely probably just
Rembering a little more
Than usual and if you haven't
Lost your mind or memory by now
Then you are one more day secure'
And the Lord is giving you credit
For just one more day
And think, that is remarkable
In itself!

                GF


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Love You

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


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What If Tomorrow Never Comes

I recall now the days when forever seemed but a short time The visits to the hospital, brought sad images to your mind She lay on a bed, cords all around her, no hair upon her head The cancer drove us crazy with worry tears and fright She was only a baby, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye Farewell until we meet again where you'll be waiting... waiting for tomorrow to come again. What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. And now I lie here thinking it through, memories flash through my head, memories of you Moments of a bittersweet time Reminiscing the days when you were mine The days when you were alive The tears come back to my eyes I feel the need to cry but nothing slides out I need to scream and shout, My emotions pour out as one, silently So what if tomorrow never comes? Reality in death is so hard to accept, I need my tomorrow to come... What if it never does? What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. Will tomorrow ever come? I just want to be awake when the moon becomes the sun I'm waiting here for you, in the darkness of the night. I wait still for you, forever the images will haunt my mind Tomorrow will come I'll soon be alright Tomorrow will come... Tomorrow has come... I can now see the sun.


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CONTROL

Can't do everything have to learn to
Overcome resistance to help
Need love to feel you can
Thank people and return the love by
Reward good deeds, dont have to be perfect
Own imperfections and how to counterbalance them
Let yourself make mistakes


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Schizophrenia's Curse

My faith is a source of comfort
In the turbulent storm that has become my life
After all, God has graced me with special powers
But when it comes to my personal anguish, his ways are unknowable
I have managed to estrange almost everyone

Personal relationships collapse around me
But there is a man who loves me, somewhere across the world
Even though he claims he's never been interested
The poems he writes under a woman's name
Tell me all I need to tell myself is true

And I resent that he pretends I am an intrusion
While whispering the words of his true soul, elsewhere
If only his friends that call me crazy knew!
They would be humbled, to say I should be the one ashamed
And realize that they are the stalkers, not me

It cannot possibly be that those poems are actually written by the woman
It hurts, when people call me mentally ill
God cured my sickness, years ago
And has retained my prophetic abilities
Despite my repeated lies

No, I still have my gift
Which means that God has forgiven
He saw it as a tool for survival
In the rift of challenges from people who feign disinterest
But who carry me on in their heart

I will be your salvation
Please don't see my promises of eternal love as a threat
As a matter of fact, I'm growing impatient with you
Why do you keep lying about who you are and your feelings for me?
Why are you embarrassing me like this?

I contacted your work to tell them you were a liar
I put your address out, with threats to tell your wife
I knew it would draw you nearer to me
Because I am helping you get over your illness
You can pray it away, like I did.

That "friend" of yours is the devil in disguise
She will eat away at your soul
I cannot believe you let her say these horrible things to me!
It's so obvious that she wants to be with you
Even though she keeps telling me you are happily married

Wow, you are really starting to enrage me
With your insistence that you are not in love with me
And lying to fool a few people that you do not share my faith
You don't respond properly to threats of hell
But that is where you will end up, if you keep this company

I refuse to accept you for what you say you are
It's okay - I know the truth
And I love the real you unconditionally
People sickly claim that I cannot understand love
Now stop ignoring me, you monster!

Why are men so hard to understand
How can someone of faith be so blasphemous
I am your angel of light, your lamp
And you shut the door in my face
I will haunt you, for the rest of your life


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7up and Chicken Soup

7up and chicken soup
Mom feed to us to recoup
Feed a fever stuff a cold
Nourished health illness stole
Was it the hot soup and 7up?
That really got us back up
Or was the love and care of mom
Soothing life's troubles calm.


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CURSED FROM BIRTH

written 17th Sept 2013



A lifetime of pain and suffering
 winning me over, to be loved and trusting

Now I find I'm alone again, it alway's ends the same
 will my life ever be more, than pain and nothing to gain

Emotionally damaged from the start, setting me free from my head
 as my body packs up, sentencing me to a year confined to bed

Finally I've become drug free, Nexium and Valium will always stay with me
 you have become so stressed, it's leading your love, to abandon me

I'm cursed, I have been since the day of my birth
 destined for a lifetime of nothing, even dirt has more worth 

Sorry I'm no good, I recall telling you this at the start
 it's me this time, to be left with the broken heart

I treasure our year before, filled with pure love and safety
 my heart and soul now and forever...will belong to you matey
 


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Insanity

If ever I go completely insane
I’ll wring my hands and call your name
I’ll hide behind a wall of pain
And flit and flick and shout and scream
and flash dark eyes
toward the corner 
where you hide.

If ever I go completely insane
You’ll not be able to say my name
without excruciating pain.
You’ll squirm and turn and howl and scream
And turn wet eyes 
toward the corner
While I laugh.


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Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


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As Penetrating as a Laser and Sweet Like a Fresh Berry

From the Brothers!
Living in a dysney World without Hurt, hatred trashed and smashed in the Oven, as our feelings bring us closer. Shown Kindness, explicit and Proven, earning each other's emotional Visa, not caring if the benefits are even, because this can never be real to a miser. Counting our blessings at seven, as we pray it penetrates to all like a laser. and wish you smile and be at eleven. Holding Hands, knowing no one is a Loser, as our minds and thoughts are interwoven. Shielding our bare with one Blazer proves what our Hearts speak of is LOVE. From the Sisters! Pouring out to each and every dearie enjoying Life's alternatives and tasting each merry. Walloping in the satisfaction of a fleshy, stony cherry, with the comfort of an option in a Berry. Grasping the breath of goodness as we sail through Nature's ferry. Baptizing a child and naming him Perry. Not good enough? We still have Jerry. But there is no alternative to Love which makes Humanity a fairy. Binding us together into one unit needing each other every minute. As we all drink from its waters which has absolutely no limit. Under its will, we commit as our hearts beat for it. Up, down, left, right, front and back-all for Love


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In the eye of the beholder

Poem by Jorn Boor '' In the eye of the beholder ''

 

The path of life I will walk, slowly I will grow old

Along this road I stumble, throughout the years in which I unfold

 

Insecurity's hold me, only strong tough.. in my past before

Skill & faith... I use my tool set, to build my fundamental inner core

 

Passing phases of moving progression, through my moments of thought

Life's happiness I treasure in full, it's the ingredient for which I fought

 

I mature through life element's, painful encounters bring hard challenges for sure

My mind is set on self realization, which is destined to hold ones cure.

 

I like to run, I love to play, fight through all of my dislikes.

As long as I am still aging, I stay determinate to gain insights

 

Triggers, traps, challenges.. I won't give in, I will not be afraid.

Life's disadvantages I need to handle, so in the end I can set them straight

 

I let my inner soul control my destiny, I focus, I pay attention

I'll grow responsible, I create happiness within this true intention.

 

Birth intended I feel blessed to live, I must shine each single day

I hold in mind to respect my life, I choose to live it in my own way.

 

I stand up for all of my choices, of which I am allowed to make.

Otherwise I am not able to die in peace, I can't allow that my soul is fake.

 

Frustration towards Human Race, I feel the truth is loosing ground

One day I trigger the alarm, to your convenience I will let it sound

 

I'll be my own friend, the bond I create within will set me free

Maybe it doesn't mean to you that much for now, but in the end you'll agree

 

Hiding is the key for failure, in the end I will regret

I enjoy thunder, the lightings and rain, cleansed air is the result which I expect.

 

Faith is creating a gift we handout ourselves, it leads us towards alignment

My environment is a product of me, accomplished... so i can die in contentment. 

 

Jorn Boor, Johannesburg SA 

Date: 26-10-11


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More Than Yesterday

She says she feels the days upon her The many years she’d seen fly I tell her not to ever worry There is no reason for her to cry The worry she has thrust upon her So much weight for her to take She’s not alone; I’ll be there with her Through every night and morning’s wake Wanna take her Wanna hold her And let her know Despite we’re older I love her… more than yesterday I’ll protect her I’ll console her And let her know Just as I’ve told her I love her… more than yesterday There is no curse that we can’t conquer No sickness, together, we can’t cure I tell her this, because I love her And we’ll get past, of this I’m sure She smiles and behind I still see tears The worry she buries deep inside Trying not to show just how she feels But concern is one thing she just can’t hide Wanna take her Wanna hold her And let her know Despite we’re older I love her… more than yesterday I’ll protect her I’ll console her And let her know Just as I’ve told her I love her… more than yesterday Tomorrow, I tell her, is ours forever A love letter of life, eternally writing That hope and thoughts will keep us going Down our golden roads, a life exciting Wanna take her Wanna hold her And let her know Despite we’re older I love her… more than yesterday I’ll protect her I’ll console her And let her know Just as I’ve told her I love her… more than yesterday


Details | Free verse | |

I'll Never Know

It's like I'm drowning
and you're the water
but somehow
you're also the air that I need to breathe
how that is
I'll never understand.


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''The Hope Bridge''

~Gentle soul,I see you.
Pure as the day of first sight.
Channel away all of your silent woes.
I hear the whispers that call out to me.
I wait for the wake of your eyes.
Never will hope escape my loving heart.
Forget this pain.
Come home now,out of the darkness.
I am forever patient~


Details | Free verse | |

I Am A Spark Of Life

A spark of life
Fire in my belly
Giving what I have
Serving you
Honouring, who I truly am
Loving you, in return


Details | I do not know? | |

Gulf Oil Spill !

Man to blame,
Once again to his shame,
His record continues to destroy !
 
The beauty he did not create, nor can he save…
He will never learn how to properly behave…

Nature screams pointlessly once again ?
Fearing where next we’ll drill ?
Gulf oil spill.


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Glow

Stars shine brightly above me as I look up at the glowing full moon.
A cool breeze is blowing and
A soft music seems to play in the air around me as
I think of what life has given me.

This gift is more than I could have brought myself to ask for.
For the longest time I've been content to be there for others
Ignoring the fact that as I helped my friends find happiness, I have been alone.
Now I find that Life has given me a gift. A thing so precious that never again could I go
through life without it.

Life has given me you.
You, Suki, have become my life force. The very thing that keeps me going.
I love you with everything I have. Granted, it isn't much, but I promise you that it wont
be missed. I'll love you enough to make up for the materialistic things that I don't have.

The moon blurs as tears fill my eyes and I start glowing as bright as the shining full
moon above me and
I find that the music I hear around me that is so heartbreaking-ly beautiful isn't in the air.
It's inside me.
 
I never have to be alone again.
Never do I have to bottle things up for the sake of other people because I know I have
someone who wants nothing more than to have me cry on his shoulder.
I love him
And to the very core of my being I know he loves me.

Life has given me something I never dared to let myself dream of having.

Life has given me Suki.


Details | I do not know? | |

I want to come home

When can I come home my baby ask me
When mom can I be free
Your mistakes have got you here
Just hold on for a few weeks dear
I know it hard to be away
But you will come home someday
When mommy I want to come back with you
I know son I want you to come with me too
But it is not up to me it is up to you
You have to stay here till your treatment is threw
I will be with you all the way I will write and visit as often as i can
You have to be strong be mommy's little man
God will watch out for you when I can not
But even if I am not there your not forgot
So just hold on son it will be alright
You will be home soon so I can hug you thight


 For my son who is away at a boot camp for boys right now because of his actions at school 
he is bipolar and has add sometimes it is hard to watch what our children have to go threw 
and know there is nothing you can do to help except for pray. and hope that time and love 
will help. thanks to all my friends on the soup for giving me a place to vent my feelings some 
it means alot to write and know it is heard. Thanks to all Nita


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Awakening

I can remember every time 
I've watched the sun rise.
Each time so much
different from the last.
The awakening of the world,
the pulse of it all,
always the same.
I can feel the rumble of her heart
beat right through me.
Oh how I cherish 
these moments of peace.


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Ignorance meets Insanity

Seriousness settles in, like an old friend
Seriousness spreads like a disease
Infecting us, accelerating, our aging process 
Our youthfulness, our playfulness, slowly slipping away
Our wonder in life, diminishing
Seriousness leading to rigidness, pathway to small mindedness!

Days and years, rolling into one
Colourless, lifeless, mundane, dull and boring
“What day is it?”
“Don’t smile or your face might crack!”
Judgemental, cantankerous!
Pompous attitudes, of modern day man

Stubbornness and ignorance, clinging to what’s familiar
Seriousness, up tightness, humourless, imagination vanished, pathway to madness!
The mind focused on its self created drama’s
Fears constantly being stimulated, from our outside world
Personal insecurities, constantly being triggered, inside
The past lives on, the present forgotten 
What was once important, now, left on the back burner
Hard headed, victim orientated
Righteous, self absorbed
Emptiness, hollowness, helplessness

Seriousness and ignorance, walk hand in hand
Becoming, our best friends
The vampire suckers of vitality
Sucking the life, out of our personal goals and childhood dreams
Lose of faith, gradually, losing our way
Lost, amongst the thick of it
Not knowing any different
Everything becoming an illusion
Seeing things as it should be
In our own little universe, no one else’s!

Entrapment of the mind
Our, personal intelligence, laying dormant
Body and mind, riddled with dis - ease
Heart beating hard, starving for a substance, we call love
Numb, to the outside
Numb, on the inside
Desensitized!
Going crazy!
Consumed with our own self created loneliness and separation
Ignorance meets insanity!


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Love Hurts - The Symptoms

Thoughts displaced by rolling palpitations,
From left to right grow these numbing sensations,
A face which spirals down, drooping from smile to frown.

Time hibernates in this moment protracted,
Legs bow and shake to our drama just acted,
Senses into overdrive, does pain show you’re still alive?

Oxygen masks, Coxes’ rowing commands,
Heart beat machines is what love demands,
“You need time to relax”, prescriptions from Quacks,
Is love just a commonplace heart attack?


Details | Ode | |

DARLING DEAR

...a darling dear of time is when the  tick-tock, of the clock stops, during a dancing wind chimes rendition of just how invisible things move me, to write, darling dear a rhyme, 

the peak of a mountain top experiencing, 

...alive,
the soul

O' darling dear

a love letter,
a rhythm,

a liberty,

just one of those things that
inspires,

of the everlasting.


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The Imperfections of Humanity

We are not aware of what we are capable of
nor whether if it's wrong or right.
We sometimes have the will and might
and many of us will stand up and fight.

To show courage and strength
takes determination and motivation.
Wait.....
What am I talking about?

We cheat, we lie, and make mistakes.
We're not perfect in any way.

We weren't made to live forever
but made to live and wilt away.
We suffer through pain and it's hardships
And even sometimes experience love.

Yes, I've had thoughts of suicide
so I can fade away.
Realizing I had issues...
I didn't care.

I've always known who I was inside
and never gave up. 
I'm no philosopher like Socrates
nor do I have a college degree.
But I was raised to be somebody in this world
even if I'm going to fail countless times.

Enough about me.
Lets talk about the human race.

We will get up when knocked down.
We will fight for people we love.
We will live life like it's our last.
We will love ourselves for who we are.

We are only human.
Our imperfections is what makes us perfect.
Therefore, we are perfect in our own little way.


Details | Rhyme | |

Praise God

If it's not one thing then it's another.
I'm either fighting with my dad or hearing screams from my mother.
My girlfriend doesn't trust me. I can't pay for therapy.
I can't do this all alone. I get down on my knees.
I ask the lord for forgiveness, right before I begin.
Although he is a forgiving God, how could he look upon sin?
Prayer is so simple even a child can start.
It's not all imagination, your faith must come from the heart.
It's all so real, the thrill you feel, the chill that's going through you.
You no longer fear it, the holy spirit starts showing and glowing, it's true.
Who knew that you, that tough guy? The one that wouldn't believe?
Then why are you always calling out for him when your unable to achieve?
He's always there to help us. Stand out and give it a try.
The Closer you get to God you'll see this isn't a lie.
Thank you, Jesus! Praise Jesus! Halliugha! Oh Lord!
I can never lose a battle using you as a sword!
Life here is too short, yesterday is already gone.
Knowing where you'll spend eternity will help keep you moving on.
Praise God!


Details | I do not know? | |

Letting Her Go

Fear runs through her entire body,
As she takes the dagger from her boyfriends case.
She quietly walks through the kitchen,
Writing a note telling him everything will be okay.

The open door lets in a cold winter breeze,
Her bare feet sinks deep into the snow.
She kneels on the ground holding the dagger in her hand,
And she thrusts it into her chest nice and slow.

The pain is excruciating but she keeps on going,
She feels the blood run down her fingers,
As she fights blacking out,
The dark begins to linger.

Her mind was made up,
But now she made the mistake,
She left her love behind,
She’s fighting to say awake.
She opened her eyes as wide as she could,
To look up into the face of her love,
He felt the warmth of her blood.

He carried her to the car,
And drove as fast as he possibly could,
Arrived at the hospital,
With thought he misunderstood.

“Why would she take her life,
She knows I love her so,
I never thought this day would come,
The day I had to let her go.”


Details | Verse | |

emotional beauty


emotional beauty

uneasy lies the head 
that wears the crown
no make up instead
your face never frown
if your lips turn red
you still not grown

beauty is the emotion
that emotionally connects you
to the spontaneous self
and you must have caution
for that emotion reflects you
to the simultaneous self

need not worry about beauty
but a beauty 
that's not on the booty
but that on the mind's duty
to think beyond the facial
and artificial beauty
an emotional beauty

why worry about your looks
did not you read in the books
of how beauty comes from within
and not by the looks? 
-

opn04112011/1322

***extract from 'patterns of life' november 2011 ebook
ntema's unique poetry.

>
It is important to personally analyse yourself from within. If you get so easily carried by what goes around; so shall it come back around your neck. Look at yourself carefully and try by all means to 'imagine' that person you think its you and see how different you are from yourself. Beauty is how capable are you of any situation to respond and react in a systemic psycho-analytic being and not from the physical appearances that are enhanced by scientifically modified chemics and cosmetics. Your personality is dependent on your mental freedom and mental situation analysis. < 
onalethuso petruss ntema

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/emotional-beauty/


Details | Ode | |

Ode to Endometriosis

Strong, like kingdom walls,
stacks of sandbags, swamps of quicksand,
or barricades of filigreed barbed wire.
It holds me inside.

I can see myself in eleven years.
Perched on sterile metal instead of 
mountains of handmade quilts,
or nests of woven moss.

It will have turned love-making and child-bearing
from an art to a science,
and I will paint pictures 
of how being a woman is supposed to feel.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Inner Person

Saw you standing there
A new kid, from who knows where
Judged you by your looks and words
And immediately thought you as weird as nerds

Saw you sitting there
Alone and sad,
Eating your lunch, and at everyone you were mad
I wondered why, 
Why am I out casting someone whose story I do not know 
Why did I make fun of you, and treat you as a foe
No even knows who you are
And from everyone, you are so far

I walk over and you look away
I'm sorry I started to say
But you stopped me and said it's okay
We talked and I learned
That the inner you had for so long yearned
The company of a friend
Who will listen and be there for you till the end

You had cancer and time was coming to an end
So you wanted someone that you can spend
The last few joyous weeks of your life
That will no longer be filled with strife

I'm glad we got to meet
Even if you don't roam the earth anymore with your two feet
You fly in the sky, in the heaven
And I can hear you talk, when I listen

The deep and inner person
That from everyone is usually hidden
Needs someone, a friend, who will help him or her smile
And I know, learning the inner person of each person, 
Will always be worthwhile.

©


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Misunderstandings

They said I was young, they said I was foolish
As I made many mistakes of all types
They misunderstood; I was taking those risks
To find some purpose in my life
 
They said I was strong for succeeding in life
And never being mentally frail
They misunderstood; I worked my hardest
To make sure I would never fail
 
They said I was foolish for trying to win you over,
For thinking a chance with you was even true
They misunderstood; I could never ignore
The beauty God had given to you
 
They said it was amazing, despite all the turmoil
We had made it for so long
They misunderstood; for us it was as easy
As discerning right from wrong
 
They called me caring, loving, and charming
And being the best husband there could be
They misunderstood; I was just trying to give back
The love you had bestowed onto me
 
They called me lost, deranged, insane
That I was living the epitome of a lie
They misunderstood; I was just in denial
That you had left my life and died
 
They called me pitiful for weeping at the funeral
For not being able to stay through it all
They misunderstood; I wanted you alive
I wish I had taken the fall
 
They said I was crazy for jumping off that building
At the age of thirty seven
They misunderstood; I was trying to get to you
So we could be together again in heaven


Details | Rhyme | |

The Wait

Sitting in these uniform white 
halls…
Waiting for that dreaded 
bacterial call...
Each time just another Everest 
height fall…
Running out of time, just trying 
to cling to our pain,
Every filthy prolonging lie like a 
sterile acid rain,
Praying that before your clock 
chimes, God unlocks your 
chains
Every tornado twist of my heart 
like a tsunami’s initial rain of 
relief,
Just giving way to one more 
catastrophic hurricane of my 
grief
The times my heart doesn’t 
shatter with selfish love are 
brief,
Nurse’s news ravaging our 
souls, trying to turn you to the 
church, 
Before you expire into infection, 
through purgatory gates you 
lurch
A way to get that closure, to 
have found sanity in my love to 
end my search,
Just the thought, to my 
tattered heart like a mercury 
stake,
Snatching you from demon’s 
and angel’s arms, I insist it’s all 
a mistake,
But I know inside, their current 
plan for us is just to harshly 
take…

**Dedicated to Paul Hellewell**


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

ATMOSPHERE,

A lonesome dove

feathered white.

The branch strong,

time light.

...no "wait".

A dream.

really blowing a sweet breeze.

...no "wait".

A heart beat sitting in a tree,

spirit like,

...no "wait".

A rhyme.

...of atomosphere.


Details | Lyric | |

Invasion,love,and lies

happily in love with this dude
"she been with for 2years"
she swears he's the love of her life
"she considerin to be his wife"
he comforts her
when she in need
she's not a ruby
she's a diamond ring
I asked Tracy
What does that mean
she said "He buys her the finer things"
she thinks he the sun
that melts her heart,
and she tha snow that cools him down
she had me thinkin
they are meant to be,
but the third year
Tim changed on Tracy
screwin around with the same sex,
I was blown away
I was like "whats next"
she found out the dude is his ex
she when to the clinic 
and took an alphabet test,
the results came back
it was not so good,
she had a flash back,
when I told her,( keep- it- hood)
to rap it up
even though he dont look suspect
I told her to tell him to take an alphabet test
now theres an invasion in her veins,
but she dont feel no pain
her man repose with his ex
and more than one bro
he take her love for a game,
she so young dying slowly
the infection is with her to stay
theres no cure to make it go away,
all she can do is live day by day
her man refuse to apologise
he repudiate to cover up his lies
he brings home a virulent thing
from messin with his ex
and havin nightly flings,
this tragic scene really hurts me
that my best is dying on me

this poem is dedicated to a friend of mine that 
I love so much. To let you all know, the character names
are fake. its not the real persons name.
A lesson learn" PLEASE RAP IT UP!


Details | Lyric | |

Little Moccasin { Edited }

<                                    on the trail 
                                      he took a wife
                                      comanche made 
                                      and full of life
                                      two breeds 
                                      different nations
                                      outlasted  
                                      family  love's
                                      segregation

                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love did not come unglued
                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love was so brand new

                                      high above  canyon ridge
                                      little moccasin calls her name
                                      without his blue moon
                                      love would never be the same
                                      so he dances the ring of fire
                                      mounts his horse
                                      and returns
                                      for his ones desire

                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love did not come unglued
                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love was so brand new

                                      little moccasin's leap of faith
                                      blue moon stride for stride
                                      echoes linger canyons ridge
                                      we'll  always's be husband and bride
                                      Navajo and Comanche
                                      they said it couldn't be done
                                      under one God and one indian nation
                                      hunting grounds now they can finally begun

                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love did not come unglued
                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love was so brand new




This Poem Was Based 
On The Song
Running Bear  
Debs Contest G.L. All
                                      


Details | Rhyme | |

The Beauty of Life

Have you ever wondered what lies in your horizon?
Is it the wreckage of a wasted life or the beauty of Zion?

Creating and destroying; so on and so forth
Life continues, chaotic, steadfast in it's course

The order of all things is beyond our control
The wonderful earth, the awe-inspiring universe, even our own soul

To reach out, to grasp the stars, to embrace fate
Moving onward, have faith, resist the urge to hesitate

Achieve what you feel is right, say what you have to say
Do not live in fear, nurture love in your heart, follow your own way

Break habits, break patterns, break addiction
Be compassionate, be strong, live with conviction

Unknown is the destiny of everything that is
Embrace each moment, each day, have the courage to live


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Not

Thank you mother,
you birthed me,
you nursed me,
you fed and clothed me.

You loved me,
when seems, the word had loathed me.
I'd not want that love in vain.

However this is not your day.

Thank you mother, 
for your support,
and your optimistic sheen,
it's inspiring
and always has shaped the person whom I am.

But this is not your day.

It belongs to the greeting card companies.

Who've robbed another holiday.

Robbed it of all meaning, 
all substance and heart.
Robbed it of it's very soul.

Deformed it,
corrupted it,
chewed it up and spat it,
till it's obscure meanings long forgot;
faded into history, a mother's not.


------------------------------------------------------------------

Dedicated to my mother, whom I love. 
Also dedicated to Julia Ward Howe who invented a holiday meant to end war and poverty.  And to 
celebrate all families.  Who died before her dream could ever be realized.

And...to Anne Jarvis who forced through the holiday, hoping to continue Howe's work and end war 
and poverty and create a better world for all,  only to see that dream shattered as Greeting Card 
companies and greedy conglomerates perverted it's ideals to nothing more then lip service 
dedicated to selling cards and candy.

To celebrate some mother's publicly, while other's have their health care raised and their social 
security stolen.  While single mothers have to risk their health and their lives to barely feed their 
children.  

This holiday is an abomination.  It doesn't celebrate motherhood, it degrades it. Women don't need 
to be celebrated nearly as much as they need a good world in which they can better raise their 
children.  A world in which they can feed their children. This holiday is a Mother's Not and so is this 
world.


Details | I do not know? | |

LIGHTS OF THE CITY

Lights of the city far away they look so pretty. As I get closer your lights seem warm and 
bright as I search all through the night. But right next to you you’re not as warm as I had 
dreamed. I should never have traveled so far now all I want is to go back and just see you 
from afar. Your lights how pretty they are.


Details | Pastoral | |

Feeling Blue Get Well Too


The power of Jesus is'
   Just right ahead
          -Far-
   Beyond sickness
Well being will prevail
Really care to listen
    Know just what
        To do,
          -Fore-
The mighty hand's
        Of Jesus
Are laying and praying
         Upon you

               GF


Details | Free verse | |

STAY ON CHEER

These pass years, I have been in a quest..
There are times I want to stop but I guess..
If steps and risks aren't taken, I'll be waste..
Thus, I try and try slowly not in haste..

To become a Saint, one must be chaste..
To become a hero, must death be faced?
To become renown, must fame be chase?
However, to be love, must one be on same race?

Building long lasting & steadfast relationships..
Will require from you more than stewardship..
Even more than a deal of companionship..
And more than just friendship..

It takes the right time...
Sometimes months extending to years..
Or a whole of a lifetime..
Only God knows yet stay on cheer..

By: olive_eloi
5:29pm
10/10/2013


Details | Monorhyme | |

Happy Holidays

Christmas and New Years are drawing near.

It won't be long before they're here.

It's time to give both gifts and cheer.

Stay close to the folks that you hold dear.

Let them know that your love's sincere.

Wish them the best, loud and clear.

Good health to all in the brand New Year!


Details | Rhyme | |

Break the Chain

Love is a gift served from the heart More precious than gold or the finest of art Unrecognized by those who choose to refrain From giving their all when love turns to pain Controlled by the fear of losing control Abused, abandoned no faith in their soul Instead of embracing the things that they lack They cower in fear too afraid of attack The chain becomes stronger the longer you wait Who is the next to become filled with hate? It strangles your will as you struggle in vain Give love unto others to fracture the chain
jskins


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Son Is Autistic Part 1

This day I awoke, I had spent nights up before, 
till the point my body is what gave in. 
One would say I was probly depressed, 
but I like to think I spent it, 
asking myself what I already knew. 

I can remember feeling, 
love, shame, anger and happiness, 
all after opening my eyes, 
i wanted to but i couldnt bring myself to cry. 

I manged to get dressed, 
and while it seemed like forever, 
before I knew it, 
it was time to go. 

The ride there, was drivin in silence, 
neither of us realy talked, 
the music singing sounds, 
that I couldnt realy hear. 
I have never felt so alone 
and I asked myself...can I do this? 

When we arrived, I prepared myself, 
only for what I already knew. 
they greeted me with honesty, 
and a calming I can't describe, 
and i wonderd if, 
perhaps Kim had felt this way. 

They spoke with words they probly didnt think I understood, 
but have been through so many tests myself, 
now my child was the one, 
the one about to be labled. 
I had to ask myself "Is this my fault?" 

I would like ta say when they told me, 
I broke down and cryed, 
the truth is I felt nothing, 
and I began to ask myself why.


Details | List | |

Untitled

Tears so warm and bitter, pain so hurtful and mode. "I wish I 
cannot feel this again." I can't take this anymore I want to 
smile, not cry all my tears. You left me with a paralyze 
heart, you left without saying thank you. "I couldn't been 
that bad." I was sweet.gently.loving and more I showed you 
smiles and laugher, even when I was blue with no strength to 
carry on. I was your "superwoman the healer"!!!! you was the 
gun and those sour meanful words. pop, pop careless man you 
where. But love was my good heart I gave you, happy or sad 
I was but my man I loved. Little but something I gave to 
you, even my last dime but you was worth more and a 
million. So many I love you and forever always we will be I 
believed that. And still do, I gave you the power I showered 
you with everything I was the one. Who seen it all but still 
was by your side, your actions games I was here not there. 
Right near so clear in view but you broke me and the rules. 
Now it me crumbling and you far far away, probable not least 
caring what you had done to me.


Details | Couplet | |

My Birthday is Here - PLEASE READ IMMEDIATLY -

Just to let you know,
A very special day is approaching

IT IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Taking place on May 24th

The day I was born
And my mother and me adjoined

Cuddled and comforted
In each other's love

Tomorrow is the day
That I turn thirteen

Finally I will have entered,
My teens

From then on it will be consumed
By hormones and PMS and what-not that I will deal with

Somehow I look forward to aging even more
I grow more mature, but also more old

I think I'll be taken
Quite a bit more seriously

Not treated like a child,
How most people think we should be 

So yes it will be my birthday,
In about two hours

I hope I get lots of comments
Wishing me a well one!!!!!


Details | Free verse | |

Hypocrisy

Hypocrisy
When someone prevents another 
from doing something
Whom he practices

Sitting with the girls
Chatting them up
Guess who stops by to say hi
The Hypocrite
He tells me to stay away from them
Protective like a pimp
How is that hypocrisy?
He sits with girls every day
So much he should get paid
Going out with the girls
Doing drugs with the girls
I try to go for mine
But hypocrisy gets crammed down my throat
If I meet a girl
Not taken by this hypocrite
I'll do it myself....


Details | Free verse | |

The Dying Limb

So tightly squeezed shut
Is the flow to healthy flesh,
That might by your release 
Ramble back and return again.

The tireless dancer sends an echo,
Desperate, pressing,
Pulsing into the vice
So far from home.


Details | Free verse | |

Licking Tears

what better love
what truer devotion
that my love who sits as close as he can get
waits as long as he can
then licks the tears falling from my cheeks
carefully tenderly
he ministers

his eyes dont leave mine
his paw holds me still
he's not done
sobs concern him
he lowers his head and his brows furrow
what to do

in a minute, in a minute
he waits patiently
knowing things are not right 
he stands guard

true love
true devotion


Details | Free verse | |

The Image Of Being In Need

The Image of Being In Need

My eyes are covered in gauze,
from dirt scratching 
both of my corneas.

My boyfriend leads me around
otherwise I'd find myself on my 
knees feeling the ground.

He takes care of me
and tends to my needs.

He accidently squirts 
ear wax cleaner
into my eyes instead 
of my prescribed 
eye drops.

Oh the pain,
I thought would 
drive me insane.
No apologies either!

He picks my clothes out
and helps me dress,
too close for my
comfort.

The humility found in 
depending on another
for survival was not high.

So glad I'm looking
for a new guy now,
the image of me
depending on him
for a lifetime
is not a good one.

For he left me
feeling more like
a burden then
a friend in need,
to me that
makes him 
a bad seed
for me.


Details | I do not know? | |

MY PRAYER number 16

Dear Lord,
Forgive me of evil deeds;
You can be done with me.
I’m a lost soul;
I have a heart that’s black and cold.
I know I won’t live to be old;
That’s what I feel and what I’ve been told.
They say you never know what the future holds,
But I just want to go away,
If you may, you can take me today.
I know you know I don’t believe in what I say,
Its just anger and pain that never goes away;
That’s my inspiration that guides me on my way.
Father I try the best I can to be a good man;
Though sometimes, I feel like I just don’t give a damn.
And I’m sorry for every time I took the devils hand.
I’m just a simple creation a victim of temptation,
But for real it’s a test of my will,
And there’s a lot to improve on still.
I keep on going;
My is mind clear and open to the unknowing.
What are you trying to show me?
Because you know me I get distracted easily;
But I’m still alive don’t know why you let me survive,
Though I do and don’t want to die.
I don’t know what I’m saying my mind’s so twisted,
People keep telling me I’m so gifted,
But nothing I do or they say can, can seem to get me lifted.
I feel so low feeling like I’m stuck in the same hole,
But I keep my head up and get up and go,
Because whatever I felt yesterday that’s where that feeling stays,
And I appreciate that you make feel anew everyday.
Father I’m ready for a change because I cant keep living the same,
And it’s so true,
Breaking old habits is hard to do.
So I’m sorry for my actions that disrespect you;
You know truly who and how I am.
Please forgive me father for being a troubled young man,
I am trying the best I can.
Amen.

-bkmjr 2011-


Details | Couplet | |

Surgery

Lost, following darkness at an exaggerated speed.
 Feeling helpless with an ever growing need.

Trying to catch your breath with a tremendous scare.
 Its there, all you have to do is inhale the air.

Panic is an unwelcome, yet familiar friend.
 Dear God, tell me this isn't the end.

He isn't even six weeks old and here he lays. 
 Death banging at the door, chased away by she who prays.

Thank you for competent nurses who love their job. 
 Thank you for that stranger to hug you while you violently sob.

I love you more every day that I see my son's bright smile.
 You really never left me, you were there all the while.

I owe you my son's life and that broken piece of my heart.
 Thank you for not taking him away and ripping me apart.




Dedicated to God......


Details | Verse | |

The Indian Night

The crows sing
Until you cover your eyes
Crossed up in the night when the dead are living 
And I’m still sipping 
She walks away never forgetting
Moved to the land of the strangers 
Finding joy in the simplest of lies 
The piece of you I had admired dies 


Details | Free verse | |

You Needed Me

Deep in the night, I heard a call of desparate need
No words were uttered, not a sound was made
Was it your heart searching, reaching out for me
Desire was not the issue, passion not at stake
You had fallen ill with fever, your body did ache
A soothing hand, a cool drink and me by your side
Was all that you needed, all that you required
Is this a milestone that we have passed 
As our relationship continues to grow 
I want to be the one to take care for you 
Now and each day as we grow old
Love is more than passion and hunger in the night
Love is being together, someone to hold you tight
To take care of you in sickness and in health
To be at your side forever whatever life does bring 


Details | Haiku | |

Space

The human brain's space
Contains storage room for more
Than three million years

The brain has branches
That looks like trees alive that 
Feed on chemicals

Fear produces bad
Toxic chemical that makes
Black branches in brain

Love cast out the bad
Produces good chemicals
That makes the brain well

(A book called "Who Stitched Off My Brain" tells about this and how to change bad into good.)


Details | Narrative | |

SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


Details | Tanka | |

The hidden face

**************************** At the beginning Only laughter and sweet smiles Then shows the true side That of a selfish ego Living only for one self ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Not caring for others Not even for better halves Gratification Becomes known only as lust Love is only desire!


Details | Free verse | |

Dementia's Perils

Dedicated to Caregivers who endure lovingly the perils of dementia's grip on loved ones.

Dementia's Peril

Oh tongue of spiked nails, be still, be still!
Bite not off the loving hands that tend you!
Unfair thoughts revolve through the mind
Silently taking it all, never voicing unkind

Declarations from soothing voices should swim
In tempestuous dementia’s waters of bewilderment
Where uncertainty ensnares reasoning’s ability
And constraints of life cascades into the abyss


By:  Debra Squyres  1-26-12


Details | Verse | |

Man

Man must feel in wonderland,
This world is filled with beautiful butterflies,
Blessed those eyes that can’t help but admire,
Some are reserved man, some just roll around exchanging beds,
Exposed to venereal diseases that harm one's health as the health of any fetus,
Mixture of pleasure, night of madness can cause some damage,
In our lifetime will be attracted to more than one,
Only one perhaps two will own our heart,
Collegial love mostly kept in memories as special love,
One must have a huge heart to find love,
Wondrous mind in search for love yet finds lust,
One who’s passionate will find many characters,
Unable to restraint one’s intrusive senses in the way of real love."


Details | Blank verse | |

Rescued Princess

 Retreating backwards into my world,
 with scraps of words and stories.
 Pure light enveloping me,
 a safe place of refuge.
 My own world of dreams,
 apart from the world outside.
 Pain can't reach the inside,
 a wall of fog is in place.
 
 A lost little marsh princess.
 Is there a prince on his horse,
 with a sword to cut the fog?
 A gentle hand reaching out,
 eyes soft, kindly inquiring.
 Long years of solitude affecting
 her looks and behaviour.
 Eyes wide, brought into the new world,
 amazed at the beauty surrounding.
 
 I am in the real world again,
 called back by love's sweet whispers.
 Hope and dreams can be combined,
 and the world is not so dark.
 Love will be our light, our hope
 and our rock through every storm.
 No more running away, dear heart.
 Time to face the world once more.
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Dear God... Clarification 1

Love is...
A Heal.thy gift… and it’s good for you too ;)


Details | Couplet | |

No, No, No

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

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



Details | Rhyme | |

I Was Wonderfully Designed

I was beautifully designed
and wonderfully made…
There’s nothing that God has given 
to me that I would ever trade!

I was fashioned and created by God… 
With one thing in mind.
To be an image of HIM… 
In a body by his design!

He fashioned and formed me
with the dust of the ground...
He gave me his love.  
It ‘s all around!

Though there are imperfections 
and “inflictions” within…
God is patient and willing 
to forgive my every sin!

Through life, I’ll endure trials, 
heartache and despair...
God is with me... 
He’s always there!

I know that his son, Jesus… 
Has given to me his grace.
He has provided for my life…
 “A resting place…”

I’m going to serve this God…  
Whom I love so much!
How I long for his presence…  
His “special touch…”

Thank you God...  For a “new” person
you’re helping me to be!
And may your light continue to shine 
through people like me!


By Jim Pemberton
03/27/11


Details | Rhyme | |

Cancer

It starts with one thing
and one thing always leads to another
I think he is indestructible 
Three forms of cancer can't stop my grandfather
Prostate Lung Pancreas cancers
Yet he fights them head on like a hammer
They say there is no cure
Could he have the answer
Can he win this fight
Can he master cancer
Can he win this race
Or will the cancer run faster
He doesn't ask for special treatment
No he just does what he can for his family
He doesn't listen to the doctor
He doesn't take chemo therapy
Doctors say he will die within months
Yet he lives on happily 
He goes through Hell
Yet he never shows it
I can't help but wonder how he does it
I pray no one else has to live through it
I wish I could understand how he feels
But the only way for that is to experience it
What is the meaning of courage
What is the meaning of strength
Is this the stuff of a legend
Or is this just having faith
Think about it
All your problems and only worrying about your family
Doing what ever it takes to make them happy
How much and what kind of love that must be


Details | Haiku | |

Life Is No Picnic

the fourth of july
is no kind of picnic for
our fallen soldiers




You Are Not Forgotten


Happy Fourth Of July To All


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 | Free verse | |

Smokey

spirit hunter,
you stalk the shadow moon
neck straining to uncoil upon diaphanous night

what whisper have you heard
above the creak of batten board
the shiver of a window pane

arched and graceful  is your silhouette
cat eyed guardian
moonlight prowler 
paw prancer

settle the unsettled ones from
fear and in insubstantial light
protect with tooth
and claw your Mother’s
night  



 


Details | I do not know? | |

ET Stretch...

Good of the morning darling.
The wrath of Can has come.
Turning eyes right back to One.
I see focus burning the bush
Small scars on the planet
Creating boils in the blood.
Outrage to create pressure
Buy heaven’s gate to measure
Are you ready to stand?
Life giving water comes to sand.
it buries your well…understand?
Oceans reclaim their right to land
What spoils the earth, so spoils the hand.

....
Targeting senses are on….
Brane waves on the horizon
”...you better come out…
we know where you are…”
They’re not far…

Stretch of the mind is around
gods great pleasure of sound.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Crucible

I can only begin,
To express what its like,
To have gone through such things,
As the crucible hike,
54 hours of torturing pain,
Which only got worse,
When it started to rain,
6 hours of sleep,
Issued 3 MRE'S,
5 recruits dropped,
Overcome by the heat,
After 2 days of hiking,
We were issued our masks,
Taken into a chamber,
Were we get CS gassed,
With the rest of our strength,
We head for the reaper,
Into the mountains,
We hike deeper and deeper,
80 pounds on our backs,
M16 to our side,
Ascending the mountain,
Screaming painfully inside,
The Reapers a monster,
It can swallow you up,
A truck had to follow,
To pick recruits up,
though it felt like forever,
We had finally arrived,
Beyond exhausted,
and sleep deprived,
Then the DI's scream out,
lets pack up our trash,
its time to head out,
So get off of your ass,
The hike back was torture,
But as we got back,
we ate a meal fit for warriors,
then marched straight to our racks,
Some thought they'd been dreaming,
Some wild cartoon,
But we had really overcome it,
As a team, a platoon!
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


Details | Tanka | |

Three Gifts

I asked Santa Claus
for three gifts in my stocking,
for health, wealth and love.
He left enigmatic note
inside a pretty ornament.

Herein find your key
to opening wanted gifts
of wealth, health and love.
Love is in your heart to share.
Share and love will come to you.

You were born with health.
Following the good health rules
strictly up to you.
Now with love and health assured
you have your wealth… signed Santa


Details | Free verse | |

Camille

Wake up to find its not just a dream, 
the morning rips a new wound of reality. 
Forever gone, Forever missing, 
All the regrets building up inside of me. 
I could have been better, 
cause you were the best, 
I love you with everything 
now you took your last breath. 
You went, happily 
and chased the birds over that rainbow bridge, 
I hope your watching from above c
ause when you left you took a part of my heart

...RIP My Beautiful Puppy. I Love You Camille Baby?


Details | Rhyme | |

Create In Me A Clean Heart Oh God

Create in me a clean heart, Oh God, 
and renew a right spirit within me.
May my flesh be crucified... 
so that YOU... others may see!

Please don't remove from me
 your presence, or Holy Spirit.
May I meditate upon your word... 
and daily live it!

Restore unto me the joy
 of your salvation...
As I serve you with a deep
love and appreciation!

 I will teach sinners,
of your wondrous ways.
So that they my serve you
 all of their days!

I will shout aloud of your
 righteousness and proclaim
That you have delivered me 
from all guilt and shame.

As my lips are open...
 I will sing glory & praise to YOU!
May you be exalted in all 
that I say and do.

My sacrifice to you are a spirit
 and heart that's broken.
God will not reject me... 
this he has spoken!

May I bring sacrifice and obedience 
as I come to your altar.
You are my solid rock...
like the "Rock of Gibraltar!"

Thank you for cleansing 
 and making me whole.
You brought healing... 
and restored my soul!

By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalms 51:10-17
09/24/08


Details | Free verse | |

LEAVE


LOVING ISN'T EASY
HARD TO PLEASE
NEVER SATISFIED
STOP COMPLAINING 

BUILD THE STRENGTH TO LEAVE
HEED THE WARNING SIGNS
STEVIE WONDER LACKS SIGHT
AND HE CAN SEE THE WRITING ON THE WALLS

LEAVE ...
TWO BLACK EYES AND A BUSTED LIP
WILL YOU STAY UNTIL HE TAKES YOUR LAST BREATH
WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT
LEAVE HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU....
LEAVE......HE'S UNFAITHFUL 
INFLICTING YOU WITH TEN STD'S
ARE YOU WAITING FOR HIV
HIS PUNCHES TO THE STOMACH HAS CAUSED A
HOMEMADE ABORTION......

LEAVE...CLOSE YOU EARS AND EYES TO THE
INSINCERE CRIES OF SORRY.......
YOU SAY YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LONELY
YOU TRAPPED IN THE DEN WITH A FURIOUS LION
READY TO DEVOUR.....LEAVE..........


Details | Bio | |

I love

I love myself because I am true to myself
I love myself for beibg caring
I love myself for being the best mother I can be
I love myself for helping others

I am not perfect
I many flaws
I try to forgive but admit it's harder to forget

I am happy in my own company
I am proud of what I have achieved so far
I forgive myself for my flaws

I vow to put myself first
I vow to say no without remorse
I vow to put my feelings before others if I am not comfortable in a situation

I will say no
I will not change to please others
I will not feel bad anymore because of other peoles actions

I love me for me


Details | Lyric | |

Blind Love

I hold you close to me like a new born child and give you all 
the tender care and love you desever

But there is just one thing I don't 
approve of you push me alway show me your cold side and 
not your nice gently side

You say you maybe love me because your still in love with an 
old lover friend and you don't know when you
will fall out

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
don't wan't to lose

But your glad I'm in your life becasue I make you forget 
about her and you know how I'm feeling about everything 

And you can feel it and see it in my eyes you wan't both but 
you know it anit wright so you just keep me near and her far 
because your still in love 

But you wan't me what sould I do drop up everything and 
move on and just forget about use trying to be as one or 
stay in this unfear relationship and keep carrying on

My body wan't you but my heart also to but my brain know 
this is not a good way to live my life and I'm playing myself 
for less

I'm comfused what sould I do I'm learning to love you and I 
can't lose

This love I'm in must be called blind beacause I can't move 
my toes I fell
in too deep and I can't even find the hole I fell into druged 
and willy off  an overdose 

I'm confused what sould I do I'm learning to love 
you and I don't wan't to lose 

I'm confused and I don't know what to do I'm learning to 
love you and I don't wan't to lose


Details | I do not know? | |

WHAT IS HOME?

WHAT IS HOME?

ROLLING HILLS ARE HOME TO ME,
PLAYING CHESS WITH FRIENDS,
DANCING ON THE WEEKEND,
WALKING IN THE WIND,
BLOWING BUBBLES.

(Reflect)

BUBBLES BLOWING WIND,
THE “IN” WALKING WEEKEND,
THE “ON” DANCING FRIENDS
WITH CHESS PLAYING ME. 
TO HOME ARE HILLS ROLLING?


Details | Rhyme | |

"The Cure" ( For Health Care ) Part 1

Free Verse Rhyme

The mind’s dilemma for sure,...a cure... for the nation’s... health care
There is a simple cure.. that the mind doesn’t want to hear
The healthy cure.. neither doth the mind...of  the wealthy... want to hear
For the wealthy would have to pay.... their fair share

`T is the wealthy,..that makes the economic rules
Choosing the poor.. to be.. their economic fools
Being forced to abide... by their economic rules
The poor.. learns in their schools..to be.. the healthy.. wealthy’s fools

Have you begin to get the picture... I am not on.. any elixir
I am only entering into.. higher logic,..from lower mind project
From the lower.. carnal logic..of the mind’s... chaotic project
Which always works.. in the deficiency..of it lower logic

We have become..educated fools..following the mind’s.. ghoul... rules
The poor never rules...for it takes money..for political bids
Should money continue to hid..the wealth of the poor inside.........................(James 2:5)
And the poor..continue to abide..with their wealth.. inside
                                                                                    
While money buys it’s way in...to the harlot.. of economic sin
The poor..is sore... of heart..doesn’t love sin...but where to begin
To turn..from economic sin..return to your heart..`t is your start
Begin to plant some seeds to win....not in the belly of harlot’s sin...............(Rev. 17:1-6)

The nation’s health care.. isn’t fair...for the needy..
For the rich..so greedy...grinding the face of the poor..
`T is the rich..carrying the switch..causing the poor to abide 
Buying their way inside..bleeding the poor’s store... wanting even more

The cure..for health care..a percentage plan..would be fair.. man
If correctly placed..in the land..Love’s health care plan
Would work for all in it’s plan..forever would stand
The flat charge rate...`t is made by the rich ..who hate..The poor..

.....wanting them to pay more..than their fair share
Now let love clear the air...and do that which is fair..
By a percentage we put into a pot..by a percentage let us take out
If by a percentage to put in is fair..by the same we take out is fair

The poor’s..point of view..up in Washington would be new
All the money is with the rich...let the poor carry the switch
Redistribute the nation’s wealth....charge the same percent..
Coming in and go out..`t is that so hard to... figure out

Continued


Details | Ballad | |

Stolen Souls

It sweeps through the nights, 
Is it an angel? a devil? or the angel of death, 
I lie there sleeping, 
It comes and my life disappears, 

I disappeared then i found myself flying, 
flying over the ruins the soul stealer left, 
I saw his face, 
I saw his pain, 
I'm sweating terribly, or are these tears on my face? 

I hear a scream then i wake up, 
Its white and clean, 
I hear a machine going: beep, beep, beep 
and his face looking at me, 
holding my hand, 

i suddenly remember the scream, 
my own scream, 
and the bullies dunking me underwater,
he was just glad i was alive, 

he leans closer, 
and we share our first kiss.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Carrot

I love the orange coloured skin 
My carrot has to tempt my eyes 
I love the crunchieness within 
Which with my teeth I realise 

I munch, I chew, I taste the juice 
The sweetness of the central core 
Willingly I let seduce 
This vegetable, this paramour. 

There is no finer time than this 
A summer's sunset in a field 
A carrot slowly chewed is bliss 
My soul is calm, my stomach filled.


Details | Sonnet | |

Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown (Kyrielle Sonnet)

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Dance, sing, and eat all of your cake
It’s time to wear your dinner gown
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

Upon reaching the Big Six O
Spread and stretch on your patio
Wear your fancy dress into town
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

As you puff out the nice candles
Hold tight onto your chair handles
Smile today and let your hair down
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown


© Joseph, 4/9/08
© All Rights Reserved


Comments:  Dedicated to my poet laureate friend Carol Brown.  The Kyrielle 
Sonnet has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain stanzas and a non-rhyming 
couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each 
stanza.  Each line within the sonnet has eight syllables. The French use the first 
and last line of the first quatrain as the ending couplet. This reinforces the refrain 
within the poem. The rhyming scheme for a Kyrielle Sonnet normally is: AabB, 
ccbB, ddbB, AB -or- AbaB, cbcB, dbdB, AB.


Details | Verse | |

Sound Off

I have no desire to hear        the worlds words

rather would I            the chirping of birds

to hear the clapping           of leaves in the breeze

whirring of hummingbirds     wings of the bees




Or the babbling           sounds of the brook

the rumbling of earth          when its being shook

the patter upon my roof                of the rain

the sounds of the city         care I to abstain




I love the plunging             of waves upon rocks

detest the noise          of the ticking of clocks

road blare of wheels          upon tar and cement

or clamor of crowds         who attend an event




The racket of what           some people call song

which clashing smashing              banging belong

but the voices of wolves      howling by moon

or soulful longing                  in notes of the loon




the rustle and whisper            of wind in the wheat

tender the note              of a newborn lambs bleat

expressions of nature        when its in play

I want to hear                 what the animals say




The laughter of children          learning a game

squawks of chickens   and sheep that are tame

the wail of wind           through a window crack

splitting of thunder         lighting nights black




The chill on the spine          from a low growl

so quiet you can hear                the drop of a towel

music that lifts           the breath of ones soul

the crackle of ice                which freezes a pole




the echoes in canyons          when you give a call

snapping of trees        when in a storm fall

the rustle and flush          the dog and the pheasant 

their decent upon          my ears                 very pleasant




I want to hear    the sounds of Gods garden

when the trial is over                I've got a full pardon

the voices of those             whose hearts that I love

when I hear these                its you I think of




These are the things        that to my heart speak

sounds of the ones newborn     pats of baby feet

take me away             from Babylon's din

the screeching and static                created by men







COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller

via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Free verse | |

It's Not Your Fault

The thing about life
is that
it can end in an instant

When the rope of the
harsh words
wraps tightly around your 

Neck squeezing tighter
and tighter
you just want to jump

To end it all to end all
the pain
and the hatred and words

It is not only the words
that push
you over the edge

It is too the fists and
the feet 
that slam into you

Over and over
without
a break with out letting up 

Making you break down and slide down
the wall
and cry and cry and cry

One phone call can 
save a
live, stopping that jump

Stopping the self hate
and
spreading the love

The love i have for 
you will 
never fade or die and i hope

will make you better
to sleep
and to be able to be 

Happy again to 
be happy
forever and always with me

just remember and know
that it's
NOT YOUR FAULT


Details | Free verse | |

Love and other drugs

The burden of beauty that keeps   
tormenting my skin,   
the love of thee that comes   
only with label,     
"beauty", if not I'm doomed.     
I can't compete with  the normal female,   
that one! yes,  the one you yearn to   
have intimacy with!   
  
It is not me the beautiful me that was; taking     
sedative to ease the pain, the misery of  the   
pills taking by day. I keep forgeting I'm not with thee.   
I keep forgeting I'm a suffering slave.   
    
And I remind myself  you are not with me.   
the pain is inevitable to stop.   
Why am I not with you? because your   
not with the less fortunate.   
"You believe you can do better".   
  
I don't want it!  No I don't;     
Your pity is more than a sword through my throat.   
Yes!  I need the drug and the love too,   
both to keep living this misery;   
I can't let it go. If I could just disappear,   
I would be there in the other side of my   
reality pushing my luck once more.


Details | Free verse | |

Anemones and shells my childhood

As I recall my past, it was a sea kissed life
summers spent roaming the Rabbit Burrows
cradled by dunes, beyond Tramore strand
towels stretched out on Woodstown beach
soft powdered sand, surrounded by forest
adventures in the Saleens, daring quicksand
of swimming with dad, high jumping waves
falling, laughing in great gulps of salt water
free and fearless, in our bare bronzed years


It was a sea salted life of wave-washed castles
of tide pools, alive with translucent shrimps
carmine anemones sucked tight to the rocks
periwinkles, hermit crabs, a world of shells
baby pink crabs moving sideways over stone
textured algae, salted, crisping in the heat
our faces stinging with sand and hot sunshine
we spent hours with nets, exploring the pools


After months and years of living near the sea
the landscape became an essential part of me.
I saw fuchsia ballerinas pirouette the breeze
sea pinks, grassy rosettes swaying on cliff tops
rocket, tiny lilac petals with succulent leaves
valerian, a candy floss pink, sweetly scented
We picked them and pressed them into books


I recall my child’s life with a skipping heart
when summers seemed to shine eternal
The rock pools taught us to treasure nature
togetherness bred a strong sense of self
a respect for the sea, the taste of freedom
when I open a book, I often find a flower
and shells -  this child is forever combing


Details | I do not know? | |

Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


Details | Free verse | |

the mad

only the women are loved. 
with men, it's only the madness,
in and of its self that's used.--
and we are literary, too.
but you don't write it down
or even think it, any more.
it's just a desperate kind of feel...



 

yes, only women bleed.
and are loved, their bodies,
for it.
their emotional souls are held close.
"but he doesn't care about my mind."
well, there's more to you, that bleeds.
--this ink doesn't come from my body.
if i held you like a squid, with many arms
like an octopus?
you'd only love me for my pen.



  not this madness that is a part of me.
not this root that grows a life
beyond us.--
madness is a kind of land,
of its own religion, of its own logic.
a pain to make the doctors see;
and a Hell to make the lover feel...



  so this is the boat we share...
love is a mental illness,
where the waters that keep us afloat
are what keep us from the rest of the world.
--and in your mermaid logic,
you still pretend to drown in a place
where, together, we could be perfectly at home.



  if others can see the many arms
of my mind, because
even my floating wreckage is washed up on the shore,
won't they be able to see the mirages
of your deserted dreams
when they well up in such dancing eyes:
that only the soul of a mad lady could form
a vision in such a time?



 as ours?
is this "together" part of the shape
of another world than this one we share?
if both of us are mad,
which one of us is sane?
--is this the land of Cana?
or are you wearing the atheist's ring?


Details | Narrative | |

Washed Away My experience with Katrina

Innocent victims cry in the dark
Forced to take refuge in that park
Such wrath began to fall
For I shall never forget the day I got that call
Silence and sorrow heavy in the air
It was like nothing I could ever compare
Days turned to weeks
Thousands take dwelling beseeching for any relief
Thousands left waiting in utter disbelief 

I was supposed to be deployed
Yet an injury kept me here
My fellow workers attacked at the dome
Traumatized and in complete fear some had to return home
I feel so guilty
So guilty I should have been there
Innocent victims crying
Innocent victims now dying

An event so devastating
The stench of death filled the air 
We could not fathom something so unfair 
I counseled innocent victims
Still sticking strong to their convictions 
I still recall every haunting voice
Confused, frustrated and displaced
Innocent victims left without a choice

Families torn apart on that day
The day the levees broke
Families losing all hope
My job was to help them cope
Innocent victims left to cry in a park
Fear increases when light turns to dark
Like declaring Martial Law
Lives washed away, all humanity started to fall

On the dawn of a new day
So joyous… even an atheist bowed her head to pray
The media coverage was what really brought aid
Oh no!
Politicians began to look bad so of course something had to be done
Late in action but at least more help had come
There is still work to be had
Many left permanently sad
Entering in hundreds of names to locate the missing or those declared dead
Debriefed each night just to clear my head
I still remember so clearly the desperation and panic
When Katrina came in August 
Life turned frantic
Overwhelming emotions; I felt completely manic 
I will never forget the victims I helped in such grief
I hope when the bodies were identified; I wish just some…
Some could give a sigh of relief

It is important we do not forget those still suffering
The child who didn’t get the last kiss
The parents who will be dearly missed
We all have the ability to help
1,836 people dead!
Work together and ease the sorrow… 
Another disaster could just happen tomorrow
Make time to reach out 
So many innocent victims still in need
We all are capable of doing a good deed


Details | Epic | |

I found a friend me

I found a friend in me where I can shut down and disappear 

Where I go some where and hide,talk out all my fears I hold 
inside   

When nobody understands me but myself I believe that they 
will never

But like I said the frist time I found a friend in me someone 
I can cry around and speak out loud 

Always be myself around love the person I'm now and never 
question the person I was years ago I found a friend in me

Without taking any risk it will pull me there anything I have 
to face and never disappear when the heat gets higher 
to100degress

I found a friend in me I love the woman I grown to be


Details | Free verse | |

The Love That Hurts

The greatest joy I have ever known is knowing you are calling on Monday at five thirty in
the morning before school.
"Hello, how are you?" and "I'll talk to you later."
Every word from hello to goodbye is cherished.

Your smile makes me warm inside, and how much you mean to me puts tears in my eyes.
I really think I love you. Actually, every fiber of my being is pretty sure I love you.
Warmth and acceptance and peace and deep contentment...
But there is a drawback.

I fear to loose you.
You are across the country, a thousand miles away, and I've let you down enough to
encourage you to focus on your college work, because that's important to you. and because
of that, it's important to me.

Except I can't encourage you to leave.
I can't encourage you to go.
Reader, my dear friend, as selfish as it is, I can't loose you.

I always thought that when you found the one you want to be with, the love would make
everything work.
I never expected it to hurt
Because as much as I love you, it would destroy me if you were lost. And I think about
loosing you a lot.
It's crippling, and horrid, and with something as unrealistic as daydreams, I know what it
feels like to burn. I can't imagine what it would do to me if it actually happened.

I am afraid to love you. I'm afraid to pick up the phone sometimes when you call, but not
for any amount of money in the world or any incentive would I ignore that phone.

The reason for that is that i love your laugh.
When I'm talking to you, you help clear my mind and I can think.
And the biggest reason, Reader, is because I am happy when I talk to you.

I love you. And you are precious beyond words and you are everything to me.
I have a love that hurts and it scares the crap out of me
And I wouldn't trade it for the world.


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how my illness affects my relationships

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

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

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

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

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

fight or flight?


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


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


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Life

Life…

A drop from the sky
A single look or a smile
Touching.. leaving ...you


 *** A day of rain brings the beauty of nature,
                        A single look and a smile, brings hope and new relationships...
                                     A person who passes by may have a life long impact in our lives.


Details | Rhyme | |

It's Not His Fault

It's not his fault for so many things
except perhaps for the happiness he brings
into our lives day after day,
but it's not his fault things turned out this way.

It's not his fault that the voices we can't hear
will continue to haunt him year after year,
nor is he to blame for the simple things he forgot
or his inability to distinguish what's real and what's not.
It's not his fault for so many things.
It's not his fault this sad song he sings.

"I'm a victim of a demon. A merciless foe.
It attacks not only me but those who love me also.
Schizophrenia is the name that this demon goes by.
Some call it mental illness. I call it, "IT that won't die."
This demon, Schizophrenia, hereinafter known as IT.
IT possessed me and once IT did there was no escaping IT.
This demon has many minions which it dispenses upon us.
Upon me and upon you whom I love, whom I trust.
These minions have names like Depression and Rage,
Frustration, Aggravation, Trapped In A Cage,
Confusion, Self Blame, Anger, Sorrow and Guilt.
Their battle cry:
SERVE THE DEMON! MAKE THE LOVED ONES ALL WILT.
FATIGUE ALL WHO LOVE HIM TILL THEY ALL JUST CAN'T COPE!
CONVINCE ALL WHO LOVE HIM TO ABANDON ALL HOPE!
THE ONE THEY ALL LOVE WILL BE NEVER AGAIN!
CONVINCE ALL WHO LOVE HIM THAT THIS IS HIS END!

IT hopes that IT's minions will distract you for awhile
so that alone IT can torment my nightmare more vile.
Without you, you who love me I don't stand a chance.
Without you, you who love me IT will continue IT's dance
of evil on my already forsaken weak mind
while IT's minions keep chanting hoping you'll leave me behind.
It wants IT's prey to be totally IT's own
but to do this IT must make me feel totally alone.
You see, I must feel that all those loved have abandoned,
that I've no one, no friend, not a single companion
who gives a rat's butt about my existence in hell
until ultimately I surrender to the demon full will.

My only Hope is simply The Power Of Love.
A power more powerful than what IT is made of.
Only love can save the one for whom you so lovingly feel.
Love keeps the demon at bay so I can strengthen and heal.
So when this demon, not me, launches another assault
Please Love Me and remember that
It's just not my fault"

It's not his fault that he was born such a beautiful child.
His only guilt being that of simply making me smile
from all of the joy that he's brought into my heart.
It's not his fault how much I miss him when IT drives us apart.
It's not his fault for so many things.
Simply put,
If Not For Love, Schizophrenia wins.


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What is God's love

What is God’s love

It is the cry of the heart
The souls longing 
To connect with its maker
To be fully made into oneness
Being made whole
Over flowing like a continual waterfall
That feeds the stream that feeds the river that feeds the oceans that feeds the clouds
That feeds the earth-oh earth open wide your longing heart that the latter rain may fall
And satiate your longing and fill my land with the fruit our union-our unity.

In His presence is fullness of JOY

Light embraces light – cleansing light absorbs the darkness light becomes brighter and brighter until the perfect day.

 copyright Brenda V Northeast          28th Dec. 2011


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The Art Of A Great Kiss

       THE ART OF A GREAT KISS
Upon thy moistened, warm and naked lip
I move my seeking, eager finger tip;
my life hath need of you,
I do what I must do;
to kiss thy mouth, where-in my soul can sip.;

'tis long been said, a kiss is just a kiss
and writ in song, we must remember this,
just words I sing for you,
I do what I must do,
to kiss thy lips, where-in life finds it's bliss!

I lay the reason, kisses take so long
for need of energy has grown so strong,
my love, in kissing you,
I do what I must do
to kiss thy lips, yes even if 'tis wrong.

there's never been a kiss borned not from need
demanding energy be sapped in greed,
my kiss is not for you,
I do what I must do,
to drain your energy, where-in my soul is freed.


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A lesson on love

Im lost when i look in her eyes.
Because of the lack of time.
That goes by when im lost in those eyes.
Maybe thats why i cant sleep at night!
Becuase her face is seered in my mind!
I flash back to those days we were together. 
When you promised me forever!
Lies is all it was, and as time went by.
It built up like lie after lie.
Maybe thats why i sit and i think!
My mind on the brink!
Thats why i keep the bottles so far from the sink!
I keep this drug in this bowl.
For my soul isnt whole.
Its the only thing that helps me cope!
This joint that i roll!
And this dope that i smoke!
See what love does to you?
Feels like day by day you wont make it through.
The pain of the loss drives you to drugs and drink.
Just for that time your mind ceases to think.
So that you cant feel the pain.
And the only thing that feels good is the rain.
Your lost and alone and dont know what to do.
Dont trust anyone.
Especially those who say they love you to.


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Used To Be

I used to be a somewhat normal American. Divorced, three kids, and a job. Looking into others souls. Making evaluations. Notes in charts. Different backgrounds, circumstances, degrees of madness, more true than some realities. All had one thing in common. A need for love. Though searched for high and low. Not found in the liquid, shot into arms, or the spirits contained in a bottle. White puffy powder, not snow. Legs uncrossed, inviting love that doesn't last. Now receiving medication, served up in a cup. Disillusioned. In need of a solid love, like a tree they can climb up in. Well rooted and grounded, stable and secure. Fed by living water, to quench their thirst. To help them back up when they fall, or are pushed.
A locked away society cry, and the government doesn't hear, doesn't see. What will become of all these people, or you, or me. Looking to be broken out, from without, by what is only found within. Playing a game of hide and seek, some times no one wins, yet others are found.


Details | Acrostic | |

COFFEE SPELL

Capture me, in your most charming chalice 
Of white porcelain engraved with cherry cherubs and roses 
Fill me to the brim till I foam, white against my chocolate brown
Fumes of mine intoxicate you and your tongue yearns to taste of my essence 
Ever so gently you smell me, nip me, slowly to savor my every flavor 
Eternally, I charm you and never shall you know fineness as this from another.

Seek me you shall, tirelessly from here on,
Peace shall you feel, only when you find my teasing, elusive quality
Endlessly shall you hold me in your high esteem and appreciation 
Loving the taste me each morn’ and eve’, any time you want, and 
Leave me you shan’t for I am your obsession and incurable addiction 
 




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Bipolar - The Revised Lyric

Here is the finished revised Lyric for Bipolar. The song can be heard at my poetry website vbdosa.com and then clicking the Bipolar link.
     BIPOLAR
Sometimes I can feel a magic like I've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like I'm dying here all alone.
Sometimes I think I'll die alone.

Sometimes I can reach out for you, but you're made of stone.
I could die a thousand times. Die a thousand times.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not alone.

Euphoria. Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. Euphoria.

Sometimes I can feel a magic like you've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not along.

Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. In and out.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
© ron wison


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Chapter 12 Annihilation

The Tragedy of Humanity is the Monoku of us failing to believe you
Is This Greed be ye Acrostic for not knowing the Gnostics 
Molding Most be the boast in Senryu saying you can’t tell me what to do
Excommunicating Faith is a Tanka for those who sank 
Insanities Calamities in this Enclosed Ryhme regarding to our binds
Sinful Are These Ways considers what we forgot in this Rubaiyat
No Righteousness In a Senryu for those who forgotten about you
Oligarchies Creating Hate in each and every state be in Enclosed Ryhme 
Worshiping Vanities is a Lanterne telling you to burn
Ruthless Deceptions be a Fibonacci trying to drown the mariachi
Evil Enemy Tricks informs of a constructive fraud in Ballade
Trouble Moving is trouble grooving to chime in this Enclosed Ryhme
Roadside Utilities you see they are a bank of put in Tanka
Indestructible Ye told Ottava rima, praying you have the mind of
But Backsliding means deciding what zone told in Canzone
Unruly Child is for the minds of you told in Haiku
Truth Be Insight be an Ottava rima about the main man Prima
Inclined Minds is another Ottava rima about the change of time for Ye
Opportunities There Be in this Senryu don’t you see
No Matter is about the chatter in an Enclosed Rhyme for you to find
Death Be A Lady This Night ask which way is right Ottava rima
Introduction Which Leads To Reduction a Nonet seduction
Sexual Acts Meant To Distract be the private zone Canzone
Turmoil That We Struggle With is a chime in Enclosed Rhyme
Redefining Ones Plight be Ottava rima telling you to fight
Instilled In Ye Is Light another Nonet so that you don’t forget
Believing Wrong or Right asks this Enclosed Rhyme the real war crime
Undertaken Be Ye is a new flight zone told in Canzone
Transcendent In Flight is the alteration told in Alliteration
Inner Subconscious Intelligence universal relevance in Name
Outside This Reality which is for you to do discern told in Lanterne
New To Old Experience is an Enclosed Rhyme we all mime
Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear in Acrostic about ye the agrestic
Over Energy Transfer is Canzone about the unknown
What Will You Do is just asking you in Haiku?


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Une Douleur Exquise

I have never seen such a face, not in my most perfect of dreams
To look upon you would be the purest of masochistic pleasures…

I beg of you, be the death of me!

Destroy me!

 

Self-aware, I cannot understand what is behind our paths intertwined
What a cruel mistake fate has made, to bring you into my existence…

Yet, here I am!

Here you are!

 

If it were only your face, had the artist only perfected your portrait
If you were nothing more than a vision, still you’d…

shine in the darkest of nights!
Silence the loudest of sounds!

 

Your mind, your words, every action creates a chaotic stillness inside me
I fear I could lose myself in your flawless existence…

I can only taint it!

I am only poison!

 

I have now seen such a face, often in my most perfect of dreams
I have looked upon you, felt the purest of masochistic pleasures…

You have been the death of me!

Destroyed me!


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She could have been

She had something special.
Something she just couldn't see.
Something inside that kept her alive.
Something she just couldn't free.

She had something special.
Something the whole world could see.
Something inside that kept them alive.
Something that turns like the sea.

She could have been a doctor.
A noblemen or a priest.
The way she heals the masses,
She could have been a mystic.

She has something special.
Something she gives for free.
Something inside that's kept her alive.
Something I wish were in me.

She has something special.
Something the whole world can see.
Something inside that keeps us alive.
Something we wish she could see.


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Lord I'm So Depressed Can YOU Help Me



Lord, Help My Depression...

My mind seems to be going
 "in every direction."
I often wander if I'm going
 through a depression.

The people I once loved...
 I love no more.
Life seems to be so "dry."
Rather "a bore."

My life seems to be 
"turned upside down"
There's no one to help.  
Nobody around.

Will you... God... listen 
to my call?
And accept me... 
Faults and all?

I know that you're listening
 to my desparate plea.
To love someone 
as lowly as me.

Thank you Lord for 
helping me along.
In your arms of mercy... 
 Is where I belong!

By Jim Pemberton


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I'm So Thankful For Everything

I’m So Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Capture of The Light

Waking up in a new element
Started my day with nudity met with my window breezes
Called that jerk of a boss and gave him back his position
Cooked a breakfast I've never done before... 
Burnt scrumptious bacon and scorched scrambled eggs
Finally dressed in bell-bottoms and print tops so 60's of me
Emptied my bank account to see others share my wealth
The Gods are kind to me, but I don't question their ends
I know my place, it's at the sun where I'll be soon
Walked the streets preaching in silence with a smile
Met a new lover and decided its never too soon to first make love
Gave up my American life for a chance to become a foreign tourista
I seized my fate and grasp hold tight my fortune
Forgetting that yesterday I said I hated you
Remembering today that it could be both our last
Visited my family who never loved me
Showered them with mine
Laid down to die with contemptness as my burial
Living my life with no restrictions
Loving a new me 
In love with a NEW DAY


Details | I do not know? | |

circle in the sand

what would you believe to be true?
a sun in the sky and the color of blue?
check to see what time it is…
and is this time a true truth too?
for you?
if we’re to count what really matters
would it be the drops or the oceans of waters?
~
Maya have a cycle and they call it Long
Consisting of ‘days’ that cycle to One.
Scholars translated the related data…
Stating in dates from a dated stela
That an ‘end’ was to come
For the world as we know it.
I asked for the rest to show it.
Modern cycles of time are related
To the point, I say, of being the same.
In the beginning, it was just a game
But a truth came out the more I played.
And if this truth is really true
Then what might it mean for me and you?
If the Mayan cycle to One it just means
That the rest are too.
We’ll start with a Great date of understanding
The Winter solstice of the 12th upon ending
Will complete the days count of three colors
Red Green and Blue…....... 18.7.2 000
We have the same color in the minutes it’s true…
1300 days is a count of Red Green and Blue.
1300 days as minutes are a 18.7.2 000 Too.
And how do I know this you say?
I only know it in the English kind of way
But 18 = R, 7 = G, and 2 = B see
Which makes black when the zeros are three
Too, this includes them all.
The trick was a spin in the eyes
They said ‘add’ to my surprise… and so I did
Add sum, because it’s said and is so
That once in every seventy two you know
There is the movement of One. Degree.
It was a mystery to me and something unseen
Like the physical physics of godly thing.
“Golden showers” Albert kept saying
Don’t be a coward his dare kept teasing
Could it be true his mind kept pushing
He wants to finish what he thinks is worth knowing…
So what can you touch in 24 miles
If you’re faster then light but stop for smiles?
A kiss from the color of a mind called hOurs
7800 days are the exact same colors, and
18.7.2 000 are used the same ways
1872000 are the hours in 7800 days
Two cycles combine to show whats true
And it is inDEEd; what I can show to you
Because I’m not an ’...ist’... or a phd
But I sure can count, in geek.can.ease…

7800 + 1300 = 9100 Soo, I counted…

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 91 oo… a lot.
...2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 90 o….. and became a square for it ;)

9100 / 20 = 455
9100 / 13 = 700

20×13 = 260 Tzolkin sacred number…
Because we walk on them (26 bones each foot)… all five of us.
... see… there IS one more… and then it’s new.n
:)


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Temptuous (6 little words/haiku)

Masculine scents,
his torso sighs - 

 

lust...


Details | Bio | |

Skin I'm In Part Three

I remember my father’s skin scarcely wrinkled as he approached 80 years,
 the Native American in him brushed across his cheekbones even on his painful 
death bed. 
I remember the skin of my mother, still soft and warm, as she lay dying; 
she had fabulous, resilient, rich, black, glowing skin.  
I think she looked less wrinkled and tired then I do now but it may be hero 
worship.  
She wore her skin well, was proud of being human and alive and a woman and a 
survivor and a mother and proud of being B- L- A- C- K before it was a fashion 
and she cherished all beings in all skins-feeling at ease with all-treating 
everyone as if they were royalty and precious as velvet- because she was the 
royal one. I hope I live long and good enough to get to where my mom lay dying 
as she was a woman who was comfortable in her own skin.


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Nighttime bliss

I like the dead and dark of night 
when people are asleep,
Instead of talking needlessly
demanding, their needs met.

Instead of talking needlessly
of worries woes and fears,
I hear the silence of the house
alone, my mind is all my own.

For a moment in my life of dreams
I do not have to care
I do not have to think about 
the other thoughts out there 

and yet I love to care about 
the people in my life.
I love to hear their problems
and their woes.

It's just the night time calls to me
a time to be alone.
A time to re-examine
all the thoughts that are my own.

I love to think for just myself
An unrestricted time alone
I love the silence of the night 
with self felt affirmation.


Details | Rhyme | |

Have You Thought About How Short Life Really Is


Have You Thought About How Short Life Is? Have you thought about how short life really is? No one knows for sure how long they will live… Have you thought about the God who designed you? His wonderful creation daily surrounds you! Have you thought about how you'll spend your time? As each day, many thoughts go through your mind. Have you thought about the life you’ve been given? We’ve all sinned, but can totally be forgiven! Have you thought about the wisdom of God’s word? The truth of scripture needs to be heard! Have you thought about kneeling to God in prayer? He patiently waits… And is always there! God thought about you a long time ago… Through Christ’ death, he purchased your soul! God thought about you that day with Jesus’ death… Even beyond when Christ took his last breath! He thinks about you each day that passes by! He has a mansion prepared for you beyond the sky! Won’t you give to him your heart’s attention? He can turn your life into a Godly direction! The life that you have is here for a brief moment… Please accept God’s love and his precious atonement! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Heroes

   I walk down the white,
antiseptically clean halls.
Tears flow unrestrained,
freely down my face.
I look to my left ,
and back to my right .
What greets my watery vision,
tears at my heartstrings.
Genuine smiles from the faces,
and bright eyes of hope and wonder.
Mere young ones,
who should be playing in a  meadow,
with grass and trees.
Alas ,their meadow is,
clean walls , and white tile.
Their wildflowers,
the fragrance of alcohol.
...........Yet they smile,
and dream,and Love.
They never hit a thousand home runs,
or threw,
 the game winning touchdown.
Never  won a war,
oh but they do fight,
for their lives.
And still they smile,
............my Heroes. 


Details | Rhyme | |

breif encouter

 I remember when I met this girl while I was stuck in the train station
 Even if it was a brief encouter and we only made little conversation
 I could'nt help notice her checking me out from the corner of my eye
 And yeah there's me again in doubt , trying I was not to look so shy

 She said you know I think further up the line, a train has broken down
 And here I am again stuck in the rain, yeah I'm in some other town
 I was hoping transport would arrive soon, but it did not look so great
 I thought as I could still see the moon, so I guess that it must be late

 You never exspect the unexspected, I hoped it would go some where
 Just the feeling of being rejected, I thought she liked me by her stare
 I thought she's having me on, as she was beyond the looks of a star
 I'm thinking she's already seeing someone, that guy with the top car

I'm the kind who thinks, already I'm aprohensive while in her presence
If we went out she'd have you buy all the drinks and exspensive presents
To some she was not beautifull, but is beauty not in the eye of the beholder?
If I was king, she'd be queen of my castle, but if this I'd only then told her

But were on the next train and on our way home, we said our good bye's
If I'd half a brain I would'nt be on my own, dose she like soft hearted guys ?
Was she spoken for this girl?, then you know maybe I'd missed the boat 
If I'd been more open on that day?, she could have been my one antidote 

                Written in memorie of a girl I met one saturday evening
        Back in oct(2003) inspierd by events and conversations/ written(2004)

                 PLEASE NOTE THIS WAS ALREADY ON SOUP
                  BUT DECIED TO REEIT TO ORIGINAL FORM 
                                                                           


Details | Rhyme | |

A Day Or Two

Your treatment is done
you will soon be home.
Just take it easy now
and be sure to phone.

You have to stay there 
for just a day or two.
And I will miss you
you know that is true.

While I am here
just on my own.
Home just doesn’t
feel like home.

But you will be back
in just a day or two.
Back here for me
to look after you.

So don’t you worry
whatever you do.
And just remember
how much I love you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Scars

Wounded by the words of hate 
For you to change I will not wait 
I guess I was the one you didn't need 
Too blinded by your ego and greed 

Its the same thing with all you guys 
Filling my head with all your lies 
Telling myself that all is well 
While words were said that bite and yell 

You never hit me; you wouldn't dare 
But you left scars if you care 
Scars that constantly try to hide 
Scars that are forever burned inside 

The days I'm unhappy to be alive 
Are days when thoughts of you arrive 
Days when i pull my hair and yell 
Knowing, of course, nothings well 

A new idea like smoking pot 
Brings my mind to other thoughts 
Scars that are forever burned inside 
Bring thoughts and attempts of suicide 

Your memories have made me insane 
Constant thoughts and constant pain 
From memories of you I cannot hide 
Bringing scars to the outside 

Knowing of course nothings well 
An apology you came to tell 
But wounded by the words of hate 
A sorry from you came too late. 

All this time you always knew 
Haunting you what i went through 
Memories of my awful life will burn inside 
Until you drive yourself to suicide 

Two lives filled with scars and hate 
Was it chance, or was it fate 
At least the pain and wounds are no more 
Two lives ended ends a war.

_By Tamara Brown_


Details | Rhyme | |

TRAGEDY IS A SPINNING WHEEL

Tragedy is a spinning wheel
which stops at its own will,
and when it does an earthquake, flood or tsunami strikes
poisoning the pristine environment, wiping out endless lives....
such was the fate of unlucky Japan,
the island off the Asian mainland.


When destruction was everywhere and fear was deep,
people miserably wept searching for survivors through the debris and mud...
feeble voices were occasionally heard from underneath;
how helpless, and frustrated and sad they felt not to be able to pull them out!
Fakushima resembled a graveyard with sprawled corpses,
unfolding the horror of a massive catastrophe before their saddened eyes.  


Let's show our heartfelt sympathy
with a kindness which surpasses all credibility,  
remembering that tragedy is a spinning wheel
never telling where it will stop to make a kill...
and as Japan asks for our help, we should gladly offer it
with open hearts and arms and they will thank us for it.


Details | Rhyme | |

Daddy's lil'Girl

Beautiful as the stone
You are my Jayde,
With a smile like sunshine 
Chasing all shade.
"Daddy's lil'Girl"
Yes you'll always be,
Every curly wild hair
Down to your tiny two feet.
A gift not just to me
You were given to the world,
But before all of that 
You're "Daddy's lil'Girl".

This poem was wrote for my daughter Jayde.


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Do We Take Our Life For Granted


Do We Take Life For Granted?

I believe that so often we take
our life “for granted.”
Thinking were on this earth
 and “forever planted…”

Scripture says our life is like “a spark in the sky.”
We’re here today...  Tomorrow we may die…

“Where your treasure is”…  “Your heart will also be!”
Have you thought about where you’ll spend eternity?

Everything we need…  God’ s given to us already…
When death knocks at your door.  
Will you be ready?

Your soul has been purchased.  Bought and paid!
The gift of eternal life has, 
through Christ, been made!

The breath that you breathe...  Each day you awake.
Please consider Jesus as your lord…  
Before it’s too late!

Each day we have is a gift from God above…
Another opportunity to be filled with HIS love!

Won’t you take the time to consider life eternal?
So your name can be added to heaven’s journal?

This wonderful life that’ God has given to us…
Why not allow God to come in, 
and give him your trust?

He can change and make you a new person throughout!
He is your creator and is 
what life is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


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I will rise

I will rise
from the bodies
you threw down
you wasted,
gunning down old men's dreams
and women's smiles.
I will shake the leathery hand of rejection,
and scream blue success,
until you take your last breath
and sink below.
I will earn my drum
and beat it tirelessly. 
I will rise
I will shine
I will concur.


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you don't have to be that way

I've said it once and I'll say it again
I HATE IT!
The drinking and smoking.
I doesn't just kill you
it kills me too
I love you 
and you have no idea how hard it is
to see you this way
You mean so much
You mean too much
and seeing you take every last drop
makes me want cry
you make life for yourself
hard 
as hard as it could get
it could be better
you have what it takes to stop
i know you do
if you can't
i know what will.
love
care
ME
i could help
you don't have to be that way
you are so much better


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These Three Words I LOVE YOU

These Three Words… I was thinking of something God spoke to me the other day. It was powerful and almost “took my breath away…” These three words; “I love YOU!” Were clearly spoken… I didn’t know what to do. I felt worn out and broken… I cried and waited for something to change from within. This “voice” I heard… Would I hear it again??? I looked for a bible. Any one I could find … I had to seek an answer to settle my mind. I opened up to the book of John and began reading… I realized it was Jesus… That my life was needing... I read the first few chapters including John 3:16. About God’s love, which can make my heart clean I was so thankful and joy came deep inside. Bowing my head… I wept and cried. I was sorry for the many sins I had committed... Jesus forgave me… Now my sins are omitted! I’m so thankful for the gift of life I’ve received. When I came to Jesus and simply believed!!! I am drinking of the living water that never shall run dry. God has promised: “all of your needs. I shall supply! Thanks be to God! Glory and praise I shall give him! Won’t you give him a chance? He’s here to listen! He alone can do what no other power could ever do! The words he speaks to everyone are; “I LOVE YOU!” Listen to his words… It’s a heart-felt invitation… You too can receive his mercy and salvation! By Jim Pemberton 01/28/11


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Fiction

What beliefs within that do you define
the adversary's lies or Gods Truth divine
like a child absorbed what you've been taught
have you examined the things that are thought

In the stronghold of your heart and mind
the vast majority of information you will find
is designed to impair accurate thinking
because six thousand years of deceit are drinking

The Word of Truth is made for our correction
to tear down the the entanglements of defection
to expose corruption and self deception
the barriers and veil to the Father connection

People believe in angels but seem to forget
that the armies of Lucifer are still here yet
a deceiver and lies are his pathways
to deaden hearts where clouded thinking stays

Is the easter bunny a truth or lie
and when children grow up and do ask why
in the Truth of God they haven't believed
because like a fairy tale it is received

Just another story as it's understood
like the fables to show evil and good
that the outcome and end can't be serious
because they believe the Truth is mysterious

The paths of Truth lay within simplicity
and it's clarity does overcome lies duplicity
Gods Kingdoms children and such like ones
speak a single Truth not Babylon's tongues

Like the fiction of fairy tales lies reside
in religious doctrine whitewashed graves hide
by pomp and pageantry Jesus teaching denied
and the indoctrination of demons Gods Word belied

Fiction upon fiction are children fed
so like those tales Gods Truth made dead
why take it seriously when one is grown
all stories end happily in heaven is shown

What is important is what they get now
for death doesn't exist for eternal soul anyhow
Beliel and Satan and prophetic prediction
they can just chalk it up as another fiction

One cannot teach lies and be a spiritual Jew
by teaching of Jesus can only speak what is True
to be a Son of God with all lies must brake
for Holy Spirit must heart and mind remake

The Word of God should affect all reason
and clean out all thoughts that to God are treason
Jesus may have died to save all from sin
but that won't help if not reborn within

Behold I am coming quickly says He that is True
to cleanse the earth and make all things new
broad the path to destruction those chosen few
they have believed Gods Word and whats holy renew

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Bittersweet Serenity

Having flown with you.
  Having watched you wither.
    Beauty remains,
      But the most beautiful has blown away.
    Memories remain.
      Mementoes remain.
        Hate the remains of my life without you.
Mistakenly 
  You have taken me
    To the open, angry earth.
  You have left me to claw my casket.
    Scraping,
      Scratching,
        Spastically striving...
          To escape,
            To survive.
              I’m alive!
Withered,
  Wired,
    Watch the whimsical poet.
Flying,
  Frying,
    The bastard with the bowl.
I had five days to choose the chosen.
  Five days to direct the destiny of the predestined.
    Five days done gone by...
Loved no one.
  Felt so low.
    Felt I was going nowhere...
      There was nowhere to go.
    Felt I knew no friends...
       There were no friends to know.
Solitary.
  I have succumbed to seclusion.
Beat down.
  Feeling the dry ground.
    Fearing the melodic sound:
      My desperate breathing.
        My own heart beating.
But my fears could not imagine the depth of lonliness.


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Scrooge

Scrooge, You have taken over the world
Seems people want to pick apart everything good
I've been there, I'm done with that part
Get rid of what should have been
Except what is and take a fresh start

How many will you blame for the job you hate?
How many will you blame for the crappy food you ate?
How many will you blame for the lack of exercise to date?
How many will you blame for the crappy goods you charged?
How many will you blame for....
How many will you blame for?
How many will you blame for..you fill in the blank(s). 
Get off your high horse. You know your ways
It's up to you to change
Always complaining things are tougher now than they used to be
All because you chose to be lame, 
It's something you pretend not to see

Get over the past and what's been done to you
You may never be able to forget, 
Certainly don't want to live in regret 
Over those that reaped the suffering 
Cause you couldn't let something go
No one person can fix the world
All it takes is an abundance of little girls and
Little boys, who are provided parents 
That will teach them right from wrong
Not put them in the middle
Always preach love and self respect
That's where the trouble ends
.
So.. 
The next time someone tries to freeze my glow
I'll take the few extra seconds to kill them with kindness
Put their grumpy ora on death row

When someone decides to put on a suit of politics
When someone speaks bullets and swords
Better to pretend they're puppets,
In this lifetime positivity will win over sin

Make a decision to not be defeated
No ones place to remove rights or freedom
Take care of your world and be good to those you love
Those that matter will have your back
They'll be there when push comes to shove


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Leaving

I hate it
Knowing you might not stay
It's eating your 
Life away
Sucking you up
Like a black whole
Taking in everyone you know.
I hate it
Living on
Wondering,
If you'll be gone
God has made his choice,
We cannot share,
what this cancer is,
because I do not know
If you can stay


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Never Ending Truth's

Never Ending Truth’s


Feel’s like they’re fading, going into dust in a blink of an eye they left without real thought. To think that 
everything that comes, past life actions true thoughts that float .
Ever day every moment possessing feeling, maybe it the mind maybe it the times maybe I’m losing touch 
with who I used to be there are times I could repeat and then stand straight forwards to laugh for it all a joke. 
Playing games and making memories the trust that built in those moments are the ones that will be treasured forever
But what in a flash of a eye and the blink and the rage of a moment it all lost for those second those passing 
by seconds they are lost that trust that love and the never ending truth. What could be said? What could have 
been done? Would sorry have been enough to repair what was lost? Time twisting mind-fearing heart pounding 
everything feels like it falling apart. Can’t you feel it it’s there that tension that unknown block now in front of them 
of front of you and front of me. This never-ending truth that should have been always there, like trust it all to easy
 to lose. Never ending truths should stay between the people who love each other the most.


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A FAR-FETECHED IDEA

Having magical powers
may seem a far-fetched idea so silly,
but the wish entices
the imagination of a mortal like me.


By possessing one of them for an hour
could change lots of things for the better,
I would use it for humanitarian purposes
not for narcissism, vanity, or even worse.


How can a sorcerer believe in the mystical God who's love,
if his evil mind never seeks deep meditation?
How can I obtain what wizards and magicians have?
Wouldn't my voice wobble with fear if I asked Him?


No, God favors good intentions
and blesses the effort of believers,
or of the one whose life is not deplorable and shimmering,
always looking for sincere friendship and true understanding. 


And suppose I had one magical power which never compromises,
would I anxiously reveal my wish that no sorceress can see
in her foggy crystal ball? Yes, I wish for a cure of all diseases
inflicting our children whose fate depends on our generous society. 


Entered in Linda- Marie's contest,
" Book, Bell And Candle "
Written by Andrew Crisci


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The broken road, A ribbon of pink

You walk a path
Only some will know
A stranger's hand
You learn to hold
A fight you face
But you're not alone
While you stumble down a broken road

You keep your head
Up to the sky
As though you see 
For the first time
A blue that never caught your eye
Or morning grass that smells so sweet
Then staring at the evening sky
That leaves you with a breathless sigh

And wonder what is meant to be
Why walls are placed in front of me,
Am I here to learn or teach,
The hands I take
Or those that reach
With open arms 
For strength and hope
While walking down the broken road
With faces , who all share their dreams
See colors some will never know
The bluest sky, a field of green
A simple bow, a ribbon of pink
Worn among the strong and weak
With courage ,grace and tears that flow
They leave behind the broken road

Kevin D. Fix



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Desperation takes control

She's locked in silence and fear, behind that cold glass wall. She tries with all her might to not give into her darkest temptations. And grab that stealy cold blade, and watch as her blood comes pouring out. She lays in desperation waiting... For nothing. For everything. Her desperation takes over, begins to control her. She cries out in anguish. Let's it all flow out. Tears, Blood, Love, Family, Her Life. It all comes out in one swift motion of her best friend. Her razor blade. She closes her eyes and clenches her teath. Wishes it would all go away, but she knows there's not such thing. Grew up wanting to die, it was so hard. Wishing she could be normal like everyone else. All she wanted is not to be locked in a box full of emotions. Blood flows down her arm and all she hears is her silent sobs. Watches her life pass infront of her. She fades in and out. Laying in her pool of desperate, worthless blood. One more breath, those last words. I love you mom and dad.


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Dance with me

From the moment I saw you,
I knew it was love.
Your embrass only proved me right.
No one in the world,
Could compare with your grace,
I am yours and everyone knows it.
We have danced on mountain tops,
and we have crawled through the valleys.
Together we fought in the war.
Somewhere along the way,
I lost your hand,
and you slipped back into the darkness.
I see you down there,
One foot in the grave,
with your eyes turned up to the sun.
I'll wait for you here,
on top of this hill,
please just try to make it.
The music is playing,
can you hear it my dear?
I need you to be my partner.


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As Long as I Can

This feeling of helplessness
As I lay in a pencil line on the floor
It’s so pitiful…

In a twisted way I’m happy
I’m alive and so are the people I love

And although I’m in pain
Although I am sick
I’m happy…

I can still look up at the sky and say I’m living…
I can still hold my loved ones and tell them
That I do indeed love them…
I can still cry…
I can still feel…
I can still breathe…

And as they ask how long it will last
I sit and listen then say I don’t care…
As long as I am able to live I will live…
As long as I am able to feel I will feel…
As long as I am able to love I will most certainly love…


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WHY Am I Here



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HIS LOVE for YOUR Pain


His Love For Your Pain... "It's hard to see someone I love go through so much pain." Were the words I heard that night I called on Jesus' name. "This person whom I love, has gone through so much." "How I wish to bring my peace and healing touch." I cried and wept, as I heard the master's voice. His gift of love is for all of us... It's our choice! His body was broken... A sacrifice was made. His life for our sorrow and pain, is what he gave. His grace is more than sufficient for the pain we endure. His love and commitment to you, is true and secure. He loves you so much. He waits at your heart's door. He gives peace and comfort. And so much more! The pain and suffering you're going through today. Please listen to the words Christ has to say. "I am El-Shadaii." "Jehovah-Jireh." "Your very best friend." "My love and devotion to you will never, never end." By Jim Pemberton


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Alzheimer's

Alzheimer’s.....Alzheimer's disease (AD), is one form of dementia that gradually gets worse over time. It affects memory, thinking, and behavior. 

There are many cases of Alzheimer’s diagnosed each and every year. It is unfortunate that people have to go through this. No matter who this affects , it will change your life drastically. One thing that will not change is the individuals in your life. They will never let you down. They will love you no matter what. If and when you do forget who these people are. They will remind you each and everyday on how important you are, and how much they love you, how much they care. There will never be a moment where you are alone, they will never leave your side. We will be here for you no matter what, to hold  your hand, to tell you stories of memories. To listen to you when you need someone. To help you with anything needed.  It will be hard to go through, but don't give up, Because we WONT! 
We will always be here for you! Our love will never change for you, it can only get stronger. 
Just remember, We love you, and that will never change!

Xoxoxo, Keep that beautiful smile on your face!


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HE and his ART

Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art
=====
Sympathy struck my soul within the Watts Towers
One man, broken, lost
Gave other broken pieces of life another chance to shine
With beauty and grace
Close to his heart
Close to god

Before his hand came down
They were just figures fallen
Pieces hitting
Rock pavement bottom

These objects, that once served propose
Once had value
No longer desired

Used and abused
Broken souls
Left to corrode

Do you know what it feels like to be alone in fear
In shame with no hope
Can’t look in the mirror

Thought to no longer have purpose,
On this earth
To no longer have beauty
To no longer, have worth

Rebirth

Sees art on the ground
His Hand comes down
A man, once broken and scared
A suffering alcoholic with a second chance at life
His heart and soul he bares 

Perhaps it was sympathy,
He felt that day
When he started to create, a place of hope
The skills to cope 
For the pieces left to waste away

Each broken object, each piece of junk
He gave a gift of serenity
To shine and glimmer
To live beautifully,
In company 
Sublime and serene
Achieved

Surrounded by like others,
Once pieces left behind 
Alone, you seek cover
Together, in time

Is strength, and beauty
A vision of unity
A collective propose
Of vision and purity

What new perspective, from the inside to out 
Changes on the faces of the people about 
Seeing the junk, as a ship not sunk

In the shape of hope
And inspiration, a dream
Where we can go and where we have been

Reflect on this now
Of those who never saw
What the man’s vision was
Love, real and raw
In those broken pieces

With his signature, his heart
Left in different formations
Bottle and plates
Imagination
=====
Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art



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Empathy Hostage

cry?
sometimes I just want to say

your life is yours to keep or throw away

When you want me to make up the rules

to a game I don't know how to play

Don't know what I'm supposed to do

to keep you safe from that thing called you

If everything you say is true

You're gonna do it anyway

Am I the only one that's gonna cry
when you finally get the guts to die

Do you just need someone to say goodbye

Or someone to talk ya down

I know you're hurting desperately

I know you're ready for eternity'

Does it help to know that you're hurting me

since I'm the only one around

Oh tell me that you feel better now,

that we can talk and work it out some how

Won't you tell me that you found a way

take a deep breath and see another day

Did you pick me out so I could be

The one who stands staring helplessly

the lucky lucky man who gets to see

Just how serious you are

Well I hope you know you're being cruel

to choose a poor empathetic fool

to watch you do that thing you're gonna do

You finally get to be the star

oh tell me that you feel better now

that we can talk and work it out some how

won't you tell me that you found a way

take a deep breath and live another day

will it be a razor blade or gun

perhaps a nice high dive would be more fun

The pills are painless when the day is done

since I'm the one who gets to feel

Go ahead and make it quick and clean

if not for me it would be sight unseen

God how I wish I had a time machine

to take you back when you were real

Oh tell me that you feel better now

that we can talk and work it out somehow

Oh won't you tell me that you found a way

Take a deep breath and breathe another day


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Foundations of Faith

The jasper pebble is the stepping stone towards Faith.
Its paved expectations in hope and trust are embedded along the way.

     A green emerald glorifies the garden of mirth and a good conscious is
Clear like a crystal at birth.

     The sapphire is significant in the stability of light and a topaz mountain
Measured it’s depths through the heights.

     The dream diamond reflects a quiet place
From up above and pearly gates radiate jewels with heavens love.

     We walk by Faith not by physical sight and the foundations
Of Faith are all the bases in life….


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Bookending Part Two:

To reach deep inside of you and feel your heart beating in my grasp
To hold your fragile heart in my hands and cradle it 
With such tenderness and care like a newborn
To keep it safe from harm and let it grow again
To hold it tenderly and wash it clean with my tears of love and joy 
Wash away all of the taints placed upon it before me

To mend the broken areas
To feel it beating stronger with every touch of my love
To feel it begin to warm in response to my touch
Feeling the warmth radiate from within
And bathe in the glorious waves of love pouring from it
To bask in the glow of you and your love

To let my tears flow because they don’t belong here anymore

Washing away all of the previous hurt we’ve had to endure

To lie washed up on the sunkissed shore of loves sweet paradise:

Love 'N' Laughter CLiPiCs


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My Shame

I tasted the breath of death, just the other day
Please bow your heads with me, let us all pray

There was the darkness all curled up in my mind
Looking for something that was not there to find

There was no shame; no guilt there was no reason to lie
I answered each question, about the how and the why

I ask about my wife, my daughter and even my Doctor to
I couldn’t believe I had overdosed; after all I have been through

My wife talked with my Doctor who gave me a hug and a grin
Scared to death that I was about to lose one of my dearest friends 

He said, “Mike that is the number one thing that I love about you”
You ask about how all of us are feeling, with your heart so true

Mike You’re the one table, you’re the one you just about died
Yet it is for each one of us, all of those tears you have cried

Mike look at all the people that are concerned about you
It’s because you have learned how to be truer than true

I bet this little story will be written for the whole world to see
With no shame in your game, guess what just happened to me?

Mike that’s why this whole town loves the person you are
When it comes to the cold hard truth, you shine like a star 

Where most people would be running off someplace to hide
You’ll tell the truth to the world with the Lord at your side

Somebody mentioned the 12-step program and yes I do attend
Though these days everything I do depends on the pain I am in

I created many games in Prison to test ones threshold of pain
Most folk would agree mine sits on the border of totally insane

My nerves have been crushed, cut and broken almost broke into
Which happened to the cartilage in my knee and a ligament or two  

Through it all I’ve helped everyone I can, I have refused to stop
When it comes to my spiritual mountain I’m driven to reach the top

But ever since I overdosed that day, I am on a journey of rest
See the Lord will go to every extreme so we will learn his test

This poem is a beautiful story that keeps running though my mind
Though I reckon I should end it now that there is no more to find

Everyday is a miracle in a single breath our lives can be taken away
Tell the ones that you love I love you, and take time with them to pray

As for me I reckon that I make my mistakes I’m just a part of the game
That little part with a great big heart sharing every last drop of my shame


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We Are Not Artificial We Are Legion

The stagnate machine planted firmly, rusted gears laboring to drudge along.
It does not function properly anymore; it has become obsolete.
The workers no longer need the machine to live their lives.
They can design a new system, built upon self-sustaining values.
It once labored greatly to support its work force. The machine now hinders the lives of the workers.
The workers grew so reliant upon the machine they thought they had become part of it, cogs in the system.
Now they realize more and more each day, that not only are their lives separate from the machine, without  it they are more able to focus on the fundamental values of life.


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Those Close to Us Can Cause So Much Hurt


Those Close To Us Can Cause So Much Pain Isn’t it amazing, the hurt and damage someone can do? Especially by the one who said; “I Love You!” Isn’t it amazing, how someone, which we’ve given our heart. Can betray our love, and “tear it all apart?” On that special day, when your vows were exchanged… It’s almost like “overnight,” some people change! Throughout this country, this seems too commonplace. As people seek their own desires… Instead of God’ grace. Isn’t it amazing, how anger, jealousy and bitterness begins? Even amongst our loved ones, that we have called “friends?” What’s more amazing… Is how God, in his mercy and care.. Still loves us. And he is always there! No matter what you’ve said, or what you do. God remains the same. And is always there for YOU! He is faithful! His commitment to you is strong and secure! His love is everlasting! And is 100% PURE! I stand amazed, as to how God still loves us. He asks for our heart. He wants to trust us! Won’t you come and experience his love today? He loves you much more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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Love Yourself

Love your face
It is your expression
Love your body
It is your impression

Love your touch
It is your light
Love your eyes
It is your sight

Love your mind
It is your emotion
Love your lips
It is your devotion

Love your heart
It is your feelings
Love yourself
It is your everything


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VIRTUES AND PURITY

Never stood still on battling ground,
watch the vicious and villainous carnage,
and not fight with true courage...
to increase the sword clanking sound.


Never been humiliated by slandering words not timely, 
my silence banished them as they picked up velocity;
I did nothing to vindicate my anger with visceral grief...
and today my memory still evokes that encounter too brief.  


Never are valorous men nailed to an undeserved cross,
making those nails penetrate their hands and feet,
no guilt is ever found in them, innocence is their plea;
but the loud, infuriated voices still demand their death.


Never withheld feelings of compassion,
and put a distance between myself and them,
poverty was caused by those who greedly governed;
why blame the common people for a corrupt institution?


Never looked away when the smallest hands 
reached out through profound silence, and in those youngsters faces
anyone could see their misery and sense their desperation arise;
they had needs, not wants like we have, when their food and water were scarce.


Never broke any law of the land, but abode by it
with a good character and willingness to spread peace,
not rebelling and causing damage to property and harming citizens;
in any civilized country violence doesn't solve anything, it only hardens the hatred.
 

Never got drunk or smoked marijuana to avoid the ugliness of reality, 
although peer pressure was there and by pushing it away, I resisted it;
it cost me their friendship;  and looking back, I am glad I kept my dignity... 
and who needs friends like that, when they lead you down the wrong path?     


Never cursed God for the ills of others impinged on me,
and for the misfortunes I endured for endless years without a shout;
my tongue always hollowed His holy name...knowing that
He had put me to the test, and in due time He would have blessed me.


Never planned revenge on anyone who had conspired against me,
this conscience was spotless and no action was needed by me;
if I had retaliated, they would have rejoiced and responded with laughter;
a fox is known for its slickness, and my instinct was alike it, if not better. 


Never allowed doubt, or foolishness to contradict what was beautifully created,
the cooling breeze on steaming days, the pouring rain for a rich harvest,
the brilliant sunshine to make everything grow:  from trees to grass;
and in the fluffy snow...I saw my purity and the peacefulness of winter so revered. 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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You're Morphine

I cry for you with poppy tears,
My lover somniferum, sleep-bringing wonder,
Dreamer.
For the sweet, delirious Heaven
Of your pure, red rock heart,
And for the black tar incense of your opiate
Lips, laced with midnight oil.
You're the White Lady's gold dust;
My own brand of Mr. Blue.
Poppies will put you to sleep, like a seed,
You taste like addiction, drawn into me as indigo smoke.
I feed off the essence of you in my burning dreams.


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LENIENT AND IMMORAL SOCIETY

It's the unfair society:
from lenient judges
to corrupt attorneys
and with some bad cops
who claim that their motto is:
" To serve and protect "
Oh, no don't tell me that I am crazy: I don't trust the Law!
It's an insult to society or to the ones who wrote it!
Oh, don't tell me that murderous thoughts 
don't double-cross me to want to toss those offenders
into the slammer where they really belong!
I should be on that bench and give sentences
without showing sympathy or forgiveness!
One guy who had a bag of weed
was released the next day...
because it was his first offense!
It's foolishness...there were
two minors in that car:
wasn't it the fault of a lenient judge? 
Hookers, so-called Ladies of the Night
are more protected than the ordinary citizens,
some  wacko sees them as worthless beings
and kills them dumping them in marshes...
I am saddened by such murders, 
but they don't lead a clean life!
Oh, don't tell that God doesn't have murderous thoughts like me!
But when some of one of them tap on your window, as you wait 
for the red light to turn green, solicits sex for money...wouldn't 
anybody have a murderous thought and give them a nasty look?
Oh, don't tell me that sex doesn't sell everywhere!
It's so disgusting to see ads with semi-nude models
advertizing for the big companies: it's the buck, not the morality!
And worse than that some guys watch porn as they drive!
O society so filthy and shameless, you have become so immoral,
putting away the Commandments that Moses God carved with fire! 
It's wrong to hate a brother or sister,
and seek revenge with either curses or bad deeds...
slandering is not humane and compassionate;
if he or she did something wrong...show love,
don't have murderous thoughts! The hatred
makes the gun go off quickly and the knife cut very deep! 
So goes for your neighbors, love them
as you would love your own and by spreading kindness:
darkness will be replaced by light,
and hate, ignorance and avarice by love!



Written by Andrew Crisci
for Susan Burch's contest,
" Getting Away With Murder/Murderous Thoughts "


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MyTreeAndI

By dusk, the day will take its toll
I unwind with my daily stroll
And every day my eyes behold 
A tree, upon a mound. 

I see his life how he would see
We keep eachother company
Together, just my tree and me
And noone else around.

We laugh and sing and dance and play
And quickly waste the sun away
And soon its light that lights the day
Is nowhere to be found.

And now it seems I cannot see
I’m stuck here, fading, with my tree
Embraced, my mind becomes the leaves
My soul becomes the ground.


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The Damage Will Always Be There

The Damage Will Always Be There


I cried,I bleed,And now my heart longer beats the same way it did before I meet you.My heart feel broken,i feel like a rag doll played with over and over again only to be thrown away.I miss your love but now your gone and my hearts ache the most it has ever.There are time's I wonder if  I have been lying to myself,I must be because my heart should fee lighter it should feel like a free winged bird but it not.The damage the cuts the sores they shall be with my from happy time to sad time because you put them there.You who I looked up to you never promised I know but it aches from every thought of you.How come how come I must be alone in this world? It sound selfish but I only want you back to be here beside me and tell me you love me and I'm doing a great job with everything.Why does it hurt to think of you?why does it pain me to want to be lose to anyone?why does everyone leave me behind when I need them the most?why am I so closed up with a stone wall full of hate surrounding my heart?I know it shouldn't be there but do you? In time the cut will heal and the sores shall vanish.But what about the feelings and the damage inflicted upon them will never leave.Yes it sounds so cliche yes you've heard it all before.But really and this is know this is said this is everything I know.The damage is there no matter how much it seems to have healed.

For my grandmother who i lost now 5 years ago Granny i miss you i wish you would have fought for us a little longer then you did.


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MOLEY GO LIGHTLY

   I have something here that was given to me
   There is none other in the world like it to see.
   It is small and dark and sort of brown
   I take it wherever I go...even out of town.

   When did I get it you probably ask
   I sometimes wonder that too, especially if in the sun I bask.
   Because that is when it is plain to see
   The brown spot there just above my tummy.

   I think it was smaller when I was a child,
   But even then, it made me feel kind of wild.
   You have one too or maybe even more
   They're called birthmarks and are not usually sore.

   I have often wondered why mine is there
   Always with me whenever I go anywhere.
   I like to think of it as a reminder you see
   Of the love that my parents had for me.

   Because it was their love that brought me to life
   When they were a young couple as husband and wife.
   I have been lucky in my life as well
   Because this mark is one to contemplate and compel.

   It has its own shape and size and so
   But has changed o'er the years, without me wanting it to.
   I have rubbed it with soap and even scratched it you see
   Whatever I do, I can't get it off my body.

   So I just play with it now as if it were a toy
   Like the days when I was just a young little boy.
   I am lucky to have it...it's made me whole
   You already know, I speaking of my mole.


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I Can't Break This Habit Lord Help Me

This habit has a hold of me. ..
 I can’t seem to break it!
I’m so discouraged  …  I can’t “shake it!”

I don’t know what to do, or where to turn…
When I tell others about it. 
 They’re not concerned…

What am I going to do in a situation like this?
It seems like my life is just one huge mess!

The “satisfaction” I seek… I haven’t obtained.
I’ve only myself…  And no one else to blame…

Many discouraging thoughts 
have entered my head.
Each night I cry out loud before going to bed…

I can’t think or do anything like I once did.
I don’t know how much longer
 I ‘m going to live.

Can you help me Jesus?  I know that you can.
There’s no one else who’ll listen
 or understand…

I’m going to get on my knees and begin to pray…
And ask for God’s help.  I’ll do it TODAY!

I trust his power to break this habit of mine…
This is the hour!  This is the time!

I need true freedom.  And a love that will last.
Everything I’ve tried…  Disappears fast!

To you Lord Jesus I give my life that’s broken.
“Please come into my heart…”
  Are the words spoken.

“Help me Lord to have victory within…”
“And thank you Lord for being my friend!”

By Jim Pemberton 
  02/05/11


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CONSTANCE HOLDS THE KEY TO FREEDOM

Constance holds the key to freedom,
she'll never sit down and die of boredom;
all the free things we don't think of or see,
are there for everyone to experience and enjoy.


Employers buy our time to give them service;
if nothing is for free what's happened to your awareness?
The air we breath, the sunlight we feel, and the fragrant flowers we smell...
weren't these also given by God to Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden?



Look around there many more for us to discover...
the incessant waterfalls and rivers still supply their water,
and without them the earth would be an arid desert;
and in this wasteland, only spiders can try to cheat death.



Constance holds the key to freedom, inspiring us timelessly, 
and the beauty of her revelation is that we can pursue it adequately;
she doesn't boast as the rich do, humbleness is her inborn virtue...
welcome her suggestions and begin living your day as busy folks do.

 
Inspired by Constance's Blog MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO AROUND


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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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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My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


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Shelf life of sunshine

Shelf life of lights 
=
A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine 
flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been 
getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she’s spent.

Days are, of course, growing thin; like her little family 
which has been unfastening. Son has gone to the town;
his dad has lost appetite; the vegetable patch’ve dried.

She looks at the brown cat, it seems to attain bodhi.
The salty air teases her hair, unknotted it.
“You look great.” The wind’s accent, slightly slurry, comes inside.

It reminds her of youth, insouciant, innocent. 
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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Color Blind

It has come to be all so apparent, That life is so bleak and desolate. My world has fallen over with nothing to remain. Oh, how I long to once again, Be in that ignorant bless, So that I may once again live. Your red lips have faded to A gloom infested perpetual grey. Those blue eyes that I once so loved, That I would wake to, Have vanished into the haze of black and grays. You are a blank canvas to my eyes. I will forever see the world, Not as it is wanted, but needed. The colors have faded, the sharpness gone, But the shape remains true. I am not blinded by the beauty, But presented the form. On my knees begging, I am here, Once again wanting Ignorance over fact, beauty over pragmatism. Oh, how I want see the facade of beauty, And never inner workings of it. Oh, how I want to be shallow and see beauty.


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In this now

The grove stole my soul
and put it on a pathway
to display
the beauty of family.

The roads stole my escape,
and the trains piss me off.
The waves are far too far away,
and each day
is simply a day.

Anger gone to anguish,
the sap of circumstance,
the forgotten chance
to be
absolute.

Carry me home, I want the drugs,
Get the scales, throw the food,
drink the lottery, but don't leave me here.
Go back and disappear,
Go back and appear.

If I give you a smile,
will you give me a job?
Just get on and be sound
with the way I'll be drowned.

This is it, this is it, this is i-t
this is this is this is this is this is
and what.


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Healthy Choices

Water and smoothies
Vegetables lean meats
Frequent small portions


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surgery

The feeling I feel about you in my life is a feeling I never felt before.
And if something ever happe to you ,I don't think I could live without you anymore.
So every time you go under the knife, I almost feel like I'm losing my mind.
I hope and pray to god your fine and well.
But my negative thinking just takes over my mind.
Oh how I wish these bad days would pass in the night,So by morning you would 
be in my arms and be alright.


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Thought's Of The One I Knew


Looking down upon the smiling faces,
Captured in a black & white embrace
She recalls the only day of warmth in 
Late November
A freak of nature’s gift was sunlight
Touching on their skin
 Like embers
Breaking down she begs him to 
Remember
Searching for the spark to re-ignite

I can barely see. Who is she? I know her face, I think,
 I might, I can’t be sure. Maybe one day I’ll escape.
And tell her things I think I feel for her.

Through the tears she realises
The cruel exchange of sun 
For darkness
Glowing embers in the breeze 
Love is not a memory
And from the crutches of 
His blackness
He turns to see her silent sadness
Softly puts his hand upon her
In his eyes the final flicker, a tiny spark 
Enough, to say goodbye


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Write At You...

hey baby…
i’m here just behind your ear
my whispering heat, your dare

”…come to me…” you said

and i learned the universe
just so i could.
don’t turn your head
I AM right behind
i’m the tickle that you feel
in the back of your mind
my hands message your spine
and i’m coming around
my scent locks your legs
and apart on the ground
sensual sends to your knees
the breeze .freeze. and glance down
passionate eyes become wet sound…
the ghosts of listening lips surround
your body at the hips and burns
...i can feel you hear
sweet on my tongue.
the taste of us is
a drop of my pen
hard at attention
our bodies motion
pulsing with ache
i write to a vision
can you feel…
we’re about submission.
darling. ;)~ hard
on target
and charming
teasing at your skin
i’m nibbling
pleasing with a grin
i’m licking
and lookin’…
Write At You.


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A Madly Aunt Tail

 (For all those loved Alzheimer's victims.  For my dear Aunt Zela and my own 
incredible mother and for me.)

Two blind trailing stockings dear 
and mismatched earings in your ears
Fire up the blinchiki as we belong to purity
Never lose your necklace key or try to play on sympathy
But always wear your underwear
and never steal and never swear.
Dress me as a bumble bee
Cause I love you and you love me.
The rest of them can fall for free
as cherries from a cherry tree.
Will you won't you please remember
Don't wear shorts it is December
Don't put on two pairs of stockings
just to go out wandering walking
Don't wear one on one leg dangling
and leave the other sadly hanging
Don't you cry or suffer loudly
You've lost your mind but not your body.
Don't forget I love you so and no one here could ever know
Once you've broken in my heart
We're one and one-we never part.
So rest it easy now my dear and never cry and never fear.   
I love you and you love me and that's the way it'll always be


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Christmas Gifts

Santa stuffs stockings
Pomegranates, juice, bees wax 
Chocolate tree nuts


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Deprived of Sleep

Eyes watery,
drowsy with the days sights.
red with desperation
they plead for sleep.
but it averts my gaze
and wonders elsewhere.
Neglected, they shut down-
wallowing in the depths of my sockets
leaving sullen impressions
colored purple.
I am awake,
I've been for some time now,
exaustion drains the color from within.
my skin,translucent,
absent of color
you can see the inner workings of my mind
for i am see-through.
It is within my mind
the very thing that deprives me of sleep
it is the memory of you,
that gives me fear of sleep.


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Echoes

It's buried deep inside me
Feels like know one will ever know,
This ache that starts in my toes,
I'd scream with all my might, 
All you'd hear are the echoes

I may smile,
Day by day
Better to be the eagle in the sun
Than drown like a chicken in rain

I thank the above
For pen and paper
Allows me to drain my well
Maybe help someone exfoliate their shell


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What Has Happened To The Family

I remember growing up in a Christian family.
We were content, joyful and quite happy.

Things were "going along rather well."
We loved each other... more than words could tell.

I think of the special love 
between mom and dad.
As my parents... I was proud and glad!

Over the years that rolled  on by.
Something happened.  I don't know why. 

Our deep love became 
replaced with "excuses."
Our relationshps filed with
 "barsh words and bruises."

This family... I once held so close to my heart.
Began to "unravel and fall apart."

Our love for another became bitter and cold.
Even to the day we're "growing old."

Everywhere... it is evident and appearing.
The family as a unit is quickly disappearing.

We must come together and 
remove all bitterness.
And walk in God's love and his forgiveness!

We must appreciate one another--
in spite of our faults!
Standing together on Godly principles 
brings good results!

It we insist on "going our separate ways."
We'll be sorry "one of these days!"

The family is what God has put together.
It needs to be rooted in love--
both now and forever!

HIS love needs to be the glue 
that binds us as one.
Blessing every mom and dad... 
daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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My Final Goodbye Notes

It's the fear 
of an early departure
mixed with knowledge
of things left unsaid.

I sit biting my lip
as I write this.
I don't notice the pain
till I've bled.

Do I say 
''Goodbye'' or ''See ya later''? 
Overwhelmed by this
feeling of dread.

They all know that my heart
was made for them
(or made by them
as I've often said) .

I must go with the plan of returning
still I plan so I leave no regrets.
I have written my final goodbye notes
with the hopes they will never be read. 


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Men of a Certain Age

A little gray on the sides

A little hanging over the line

Still all in all a catch

For somebody passing by

The theory of one’s sex appeal

Disappearing over time

Just a myth and not theory

Just like a fine wine

 

With age there comes true beauty

Other ideas shot to hell

For men of a certain age 

Can carry it very well

So, okay some parts may stiffen

While there are others that do not

Gives no right to toss aside

Giving up the game they’ve got

 

With each year that draws us closer

To the day of final breath

Brings a great advantage 

An experience you won’t forget

Bringing all the knowledge 

To the table presented there

You’ll find a man with great respect

All others will fail to compare

 

So remember when you’re out there

Looking for a great romance

You can find it with a man 

Who has lived the world and danced

With age indeed comes knowledge

And experience, mark my word

Combine these two together

Can really rock your world


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Just One

Just one look can change the way you feel
Just one smile can change the way you think
Just one word can change the way you live
Just one song can change your view on life
Just one person can change the way you work
Just one move can change the way you groove.

With just one look there will be one less lonely person
With just one smile there will be one less grumpy man
With just one word your world will change on child's life
With just one song there will be one more cheer girl
With just one person  there will be a new world order
With just one move there will be a a lot less heavy people

Just one dollar can save a life
Just one good deed can give some faith
Just one talk with an elderly
Can let them see, their not alone
Just one laugh with a little kid
Can show them that, theirs happiness
Just one hug to the homeless 
Can show then that there is love

Wouldn't these little things i pointed out
Make you want to be Just one.
That one person to change a life
All we need is one.

Just One!






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Never Give Up - For all those touched by Cancer

We've all watched someone we love an adore, battle with all their might
Holding onto love and grasping at hope to try and win their fight.
They can not find reason, the questions abound and nothing at all makes sense
But still they struggle and try as they might, they will never give up their defence
Some they are lucky, remission sets in and the tears that they cry become hope
But others will battle till weakness sets in and they have lost all ability to cope
The families, the friends all those that survive vow never to give up the fight
To find a cure for all those that are touched by Cancer's dangerous plight
No matter your age, gender or race, we can all come together as one
We can do whatever is needed of us until the battle is won.
Copyright - Written by Sarndra Schoenmaker on 3/7/09


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' Thankful ...' 41st Senryu

Thankful, For Earth-Love …
  Life … Also Family Of …
   So … All The Above


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A Miracle Today

Each new day has a new chapter to complete.


It is a miracle each new day,
the sun rising to greet the
human race a miracle on
the rise.

A miracle the time keeps ticking
by us 24 hours a day.
New Birth and death of old a
miracle to unfold.

Joy of our family, a table to
share the days events
a miracle.

Greet each moment of life
not expecting a miracle
for your life is a miracle.


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The Drinker

The drinker stares
Across his pint
And into the abyss

He knows he's drowning 
And there's no escape
Resigned to his fate

How did it come to this?
A life traded in
For liquid shares

What brings a man
To constantly cave in
To his insatiable thirst?

Yet laughter from across the room
Reminds the drinker 
It wasn't always thus

He once had joy and hope
Before the addiction
Washed them away

Faces from the past
Flash before him
As he stares into space

He wonders if they're happy 
Now he has left
For the daily drudgery of this evil place


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IT Happened

This day plays over and over in my mind
It'll stay with me until the day I die

On the highway looked up
Dark gray clouds closing in

On the radio Social Distortion comes on
“Reach for the Sky because tomorrow may never COME..”

Thought to myself, better get there fast
This song might be over in time for her spirit to pass

Still thirty minutes to go
Cars gotta go faster, gotta roll

Reach the hospital and walk fast as I can
I'd like to run but strangers pass so I cant

I enter the crowded room
I stand in the corner, 
I look at her in the bed.
In so much pain, her body is trembling from head to toe

Then IT happened,

She asked for him
He bent down and filled her arms with his hug
Her upper body slightly off the bed as he tried to relieve her pain
For the first time in my life I saw my brother experience true love
I could see the particles of air above their heads exchanging loving thoughts
He thought” It'll be ok, you can let go”
She thought” It's just so hard because I love you sooo”
He thought”I love you baby, god is calling you home”
She said “ No need to call. I'll watch over you. When you arrive I'll know”

It was by far the most overwhelming emotion ever
Beyond control
I could no longer see, 
The tears just poured 
I think a ghost put it's hand down my throat, 
And then used my heart as a stress relief ball...
Cancer was the boxer giving my heart a beat

The pain was the ying
as the love was to yang

Two people in love,
In a world that can be so untrue,
I'm so glad my loved one found you!


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Who Loves Ya Baby {Footle}

Love starts
    From heart
           
Sown daily
      For my baby

One look
  Got hooked

Only twelve
 Southern belle

Were apart
       How tart

Lives with dad
      Oh how sad

Shes my baby
    Quite the little lady


Hope she understands
      This was not in my plans

For God only knows
   As my tears flows

Please forgive me
         My little Jenny




Tribute To My
Jenny Rose
Mama Loves You Peanut


Note -

Due to my unknown illness my little girl
lives with her dad and it keeps me from
being a full time mom to her for when medicated
I lay in a unconscious state up to 9 hrs I been suffering
for over 20 yrs now and there is no cure just ways to make
sickness bearable with injections to tush lol


Also Entry For
John Heck's
Love It Heals & Hurts Contest


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YOU Can Be A BRAND NEW Person TODAY




You can be a new creation... old things passed away! In Christ... YOU can be a brand new person today! You can be totally transformed by Jesus--your savior! You were designed by him-- your loving creator! He alone can transform you in a brand new creation. By a Holy Ghost inspired blood transfusion! His blood can 100% make your life clean. And give you a reason to shout and sing! Singing praise to Jesus-- the Lord of all! Why not reach out and give him a call? He can be reached with p-r-a-y-e-r. And can change your life this very hour! It's no secret how much God loves you. He's here right now... what will you do? Allow him to be change you and cleanse within. A new creation in Jesus is where true freedom begins! By Jim Pemberton


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The Rainbow Climber

I love to climb up to the tippy-top of rainbows
 
pulling myself up on ruby red ribbons
 
and swinging on blue bonnet bows
 
It can be hard on me when the wild wind blows
 
A beautifully dangerous love affair, I suppose
 
Sometimes it can be a thorn
 
but most times it's a rose
 
This colorful little hobby that I chose
 
It always leaves me with sour yellow lips
 
fluorescent orange ears, and a neon green nose
 
from all of the slipping and sliding
 
and the running, hiding, and colliding
 
Where a rainbow ends nobody knows
 
As I close,
 
Let me just say
 
That the best part of my rainbow climbing day
 
is at sunset when all of the grey
 
has been washed away
 
and I reach the top 
 
and get ready to play
 
That's when I take a big breath
 
smile, and deny death
 
and I stop
 
and then I dance
 
on my tip-toes
 
and I spin around as my whole body glows
 
even my clothes
 
Then I'll slide down head first breathing in the highs
 
and breathing out the lows
 
I always make sure to slide head first into the mist
 
where I am colorfully kissed
 
and feel 5 years old
 
I bang my head
 
of blue, green, yellow, orange and red
 
on a giant pot of glittering gold
 
where all of my hopes and colorful dreams unfold


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Back to the floor

Under the influence is how you live. You seem to enjoy being a div. Not because you lack some charm, Not because of some past harm. I'v no idea why you insist on drinking, Why you refuse to stop from sinking. On the floor you are once more, But I wont worry, your up in a hurry. One drink down and heres the clown, A few pints more and you feel like a bore. So "to hell with it" i hear you say, "I know best how to play". Solos bound from your guitar, Did it really have to go this far? I watch your stool rock side to side, There it goes your sense of pride. On the floor just like before, A place you always seem to adore. I'll leave you there just a while, As you choke on your own sweet bile. The crowd dont notice, While you pose for photos. To them your just a great night out, But me, i'll always want you about. Perhaps with your liver still intact, For this is just a simple fact. You like to drink thats for sure I dont think we'll find a cure. Lets stay in, just for tonight. No wine, no beer, no big fight. No free drinks, no fans to shout, Just you and me, Please, lets not go out.


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Donate Life

People all over the world need organs to survive,
Donate what you can spare to keep someone alive.
Kidneys, liver and bone marrow too,
Maybe someone else will take your cue.

Some parts you can donate while you yet live,
So open up your heart, this precious gift to give.
Eye tissue, skin grafts, what are you waiting for?
What is it that we need to say to get you through the door?

What family member or friend is on the waiting list?
We know it's someone special that will be truly missed!
If we don't help others out - can you tell us who will?
We must now act swiftly or people's hearts will soon be still!

Donating life is easy and more fulfilling than you can know,
So take a stand for others - your love for them to show.
Actions speak louder than words - so donate life today,
From this worldwide problem - no longer run away!



(Addendum to poem - I actually donated my left kidney to my mother in November 
of 2005. I'm not just throwing down words here.)


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Oyster days

Oyster days 
=
Can she remember her days 
inside an oyster, cocooned
and alike a ‘thirst’, waiting?
Now it is a great city 
where her painted dwelling 
overlooks the marine-drive,
now resembles a pearls’ string 
with all those inviting lights.

She has friends for parties, chats, 
for cheers and for gossips; 
now that she has opened up. 
A small town is there 
in her deepest memories.
Can she remember her days 
inside an oyster, cocooned
and alike a ‘thirst’, waiting?

Does she remember her days 
inside an oyster, cocooned
and alike a ‘thirst’, waiting;
when calamities come
like swift toed stranger wearing
a galling grin and knowing,
she has no protective shell
of zinc, iron, calcium?

The needle marks and habits 
are washed at the rehab.
Doctor prescribes this or that, 
for stress, for mind and for health.
She almost laughs at a pill. 
It is boasting to be made 
out of oyster elements.

All is coming back to her. 

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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Memories

Memories haunt and yet they lead.
They help us to find our way.
Memories bring choices with comparisons made.
Memories lead to decisions as corners we turn.
But memories are fluid and change as life goes on.
We forget and discard what we don’t want.
Later we revisit and change images again.

Resentments change to love and care long lost.
Achievements verses what we gave up.
Even wrong can become trying to do right.
Other viewpoints open the older we become…
Then we revisit and memories change again.
Memories can be truth or lies, but they are always…
As fluid as the life from which they come.


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CASSANDRA'S SUICIDE ATTEMPT

Cassandra was my neighbor
young and smart indeed;
and disappointed in love as beautiful Claire,
she took a dozens of pills to kill her only need.


Leaving for work, I saw Cassandra sit
on the stoop shivering so overwhelmed by fright;
I was surprised to see her in that 
miserable condition and said, " Are you allright? "


I came closer and her face was turning blue,
I frightened and yelled, " Have you taken an overdose? "
No, I didn't imply illicit drugs, but over-the counter ones...
" Yes, " she replied stuttering...confirming the doubt of my clue.


I called an ambulance recognizing her extreme condition,
than I handed her a wool blanked to keep her warm..
hoping that she would live through that terrible storm;
" Cassandra, help is arriving! " I stated with trepidation.


She turned her sickly gaze to me and tried to smile,
then she fell into a coma as the paramedics carried her away;
I prayed as a saint seeking another miracle...
she was the nicest person alive, never feeling lost in disarray. 


The next morning I saw Cassandra's mother in the local supermarket
I asked how her little girl was doing and her reply was, " She doing fine
and told me to thank you for saving her life...you have a golden heart! "
Those words brought me relief, being happy that she had survived suicide.


Details | I do not know? | |

This is How My Life Feels at My Age

Just got back from the movies,
Date night it was my choosing,
I love these nights with my man,
He's the best friend I've ever had

Job hunting seems to be a joke,
Almost as if CEO's rob their companies to snort more coke,
Politics irritate me, they'll never make sense,
If they kept things simple, it'd be less tense

See my bestie twice a month, 
for an hour, sometimes four,
Always want it to keep going,
Reality doesn't allow time for more,

Come home to the house I bought two years ago,
Sense of pride we've survived everything,
Even when times are hard, it's love that gets you through,
It's what I do everyday that I love to do

I dream of a child, but time will work that out,
Got my doggies, they get what I'm all about
Much to look forward , Much I need to do

Important is exercise and eating the right food,
Fuel for your destination,
Sometimes it's hard to avoid temptation,
Eating well always keeps up the mood!

Music, writing, drawing, being creative,
Seems in our society to be kind of native,
You can go to school for this but what's the point,
Life experience is more vital and helpful tool is the joint,

This my life at my age,
Wont tell how old,
At this point interesting enough,
You didn't want to turn the page


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sing it

I want to love you 
more than anyone has loved 
I want to give you 
all of my heart 
its easy to hold you 
when your feeling down and blue 
because baby I can't deny  
I have fallen hard for you. 

I want to see you 
more than anyone before 
I hope you know that 
I would never shut my door 
all I can say is 
I am true. 
Oh baby, 
nothing feels better 
than being here with you.


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BOUND FOR PROSPERITY

He was a very handsome man,
not filthy, unshaven or ashamed...
once he held a cardboard that said,
" Help me with whatever you can! "


Yesterday around the corner, he held out an empty cup of coffee
without saying a word, but his sunken eyes of beggar
had no strength to remind others of his unfair destiny... 
eyes that told a sad story to friends frequenting the local bar. 


He told everyone sipping a drink that he was forced to beg for bread
when his bad health became the curse of Hell,
then he lost his beautiful wife and children...the ones he happily held
to his hilarious heart when everything went well. 


" I will rise from the ashes! " he solemnly promised himself,
" But in the meantime, that cup will get me the money to survive...
some folks will give me dirty looks, walk away and laugh:
who wouldn't give me a quarter or a dollar to keep me alive?


At night he slept in a shelter down the busy block,
and he always carried a pain-killer to relief his headache...
he wore a wooden shining cross around his droopy neck
and kissed it twice when money dropped in his cup.


Today he looked totally different: well-groomed, wearing suit and tie;
he greeted me as I tried to hand him ten dollars for a chicken pot pie, 
" Thanks, buddy for your kindness, I no longer need your money...
the Lord has finally healed me: I am bound for prosperity! "


Details | Couplet | |

The Best I Can

You may cross the valley with its fields so fresh and green
Or go across the mountains that seem as there a dream

You can scale the ridges that run up and down the coast
Cross the seas that have collected their own share of ghost

No matter where you go or what ever you may see
You’ll never meet another soul that has two sides like me

On one side is the past on the other is the now
As I see it most of it doesn’t even matter anyhow

Life is but a roller coaster spinning up and down
One day we wear a smile the next may be a frown

One day we feel young and strong the next all worn out
A day in time creates a rhyme is this what I’m all about

I’m all alone in my home this window is my best friend
It is all in this life that lets the outside world come in

I don’t really go out too much I’m afraid of what I may do
So I sit here and live my life like the little old lady in the shoe

The pain and doubt wear me out weighing heavy on my soul
As I wonder would it be best if death just came and took its toll

Then I see my beautiful wife in her car coming down our road
I remember the reason I’m here is to help her with her load

It’s just another day I’m here to say, sitting here in my chair
I guess the old saying is true; “no one said life would be fair” 

If it were fair I reckon my ashes would be resting in some Urn
But I guess its up to God who picks when it will be our turn

If pain is gain then I’m insane, I’m in a grip of pain every single day
The fact of the matter is I’m in pain, each and every step of the way

But its all ok I’m here to say for I am still on a spiritual path
You don’t really have to be a genius to learn and do the math

One plus one equals two, and my darling that would be me and you
For the things you say and do, know my heart and love are forever true

When we met I was shake & bake always take, flying upon a distant star
Mess with me and very soon you’ll see, inside the trunk of my car

Now I’m give and love holding Christ above, just trying to be a man
Some days are good and others bad but know I’m doing the best I can

When I write it out you can have no doubt, it’s out of my control
Sometimes the words pour out of my heart and other times my soul

All we are is the things we do so I wrote this poem proud and true
The reason I do what I do ; I reckon I love each and every one of you


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' To Be Holy-Clean ... '

I Bathed My Body
Perfumed My Soul
Body and Soul – All Aglow

I Washed My Mind
Prepared My Heart
Made Grime and Crime Depart

 … I’m As Pure, As An Impure-Girl Can Be
I’m Clean, As Far As The Eye Can See
But I’m Stuck, In The Soil Of Humanity
And You Said, What’s Yours, Must Be Holy …

I’ve Swept Away Dirty
Dust, Won’t Settle On Me
Mopped and Polished My Humility 

 No (Lye)-Soap, But Suds 
I, Tin-Washboard-Rubbed
My Sins, Clorox-Soaked and Scrubbed

 … Tonight, It’s Time For Another Bath
Smog, Plus Fog-Sweat, Well … Do The Math
Daily, My Fault, Ain’t Far From My Path
Tub-Baptized, ‘Cause Stink, Only Raises Wrath …

I, Talcum-Powder, Self-Inflicted-Bruises
Massage Away, Comfort-Zone-Excuses
and Rest On Silk Sheets:  No Abuses, Nor Wild-Deuces …

 Lotion On Sand-Grain, Pained-Shoulder
Put Soothing Aloe-Oil, Yet Stain Spilt-Over 
 ‘ Son Of Man ’, Came and Used Stain-Remover

… My Window-Sights, Clear For Clarity
My Hair and Hands, Shining-Sanitary-Vanity) 
When Vacuumed, I’m Spotless, Not Bare-Empty
I’m Hygienic, Jasmine-Scented, Please Remain In Me

I’m As Pure, As An Impure-Girl Can Be
I’m Clean, As Far As The Eye Can See
But I’m Stuck, In The Soil Of Humanity
(My Spirit Is Willing … But My Flesh Is Weak)
And You Said, What’s Yours, Must Be Holy …


Details | Fibonacci | |

How An Old Man Defines Love


Love 
is 
so cool,
it really 
does giggle ones’ heart;
viagra, though, is quite expensive!

 


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Feel Like You've Been Defeated


Do you feel like you’re “worn out” and defeated?
Like nothing in your life has really been completed?

Do you feel like your life is going “downhill” fast?
And wonder how much longer you’re “going to last?”

Do you feel like you’ve hit too
 many “bumps in the road?”
The weight upon your shoulders feels like a “heavy load?”

Do you feel like you just can’t take it anymore?
You may wonder if anything in
 life is worth living for...

Do you want to hear some good news I have to bring?
I can tell you of someone who can 
take care of everything!

Do you want to know of someone 
who can change your life today?
His name is Jesus, and he can take
 all of your problems away!

Do you want to allow him to change
 your life throughout?
This is what HIS love is really all about!

Do you want to experience the power of God within?
Knowing what it means to be forgiven and born again…

If this is what you want and what
 your heart wants to gain.
Simply reach out to Jesus and call 
on his name…

He wants you to know and to completely understand.
He’s here right now and waits 
with an outstretched hand…

He wants you to know…  He really does love YOU.
Why not start today?  And be made BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/11


Details | I do not know? | |

Mana... beyond belief

What about the body?
.
Life is…a
Healthier body…
heal.their body…
..........x

.
who's Lordes?
LordeeS ... I see

.
Te kowhao ... "a hole"
The night or darkness and te kow hao united and birthed the gods of nature....

.
whole realm
W hole real M
. of love.


Details | I do not know? | |

Girls, just do it

To MAKE a pattern for feet socks
you trace, you cut, you sew
When making BIScuits
you MEAsure, then knead your dough
to make Love
YOU see, You need, You know

Yes, it was my pattern
to find a man 
to cut me up

I kneaded someone
to measure me

Not anymore
I'm reporting to the girls
I'm happy and sincere
Please hear

Change a tire
or be tired 
not guilty

Don't take out the trash
for once be brash 
He won't starve
except for your attention 

It's worth it
to just be you
it's sexy
new

P.S. you may need a new one to do it....






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Birth Control

It's against the law to kill someone,
who hurts you in some way.
But murder is always justified,
by mothers everyday.

When you think about abortion,
do you see the child inside?
The babies life you want to stop,
has no where else to hide.

You tell yourself many things,
like it doesn't have a soul.
Think of the future your about to destroy,
by using birth control.

There are many ways to save it's life,
for the mothers who do not care.
And adoption is the answer,
for a couple in despair.


Details | Quatrain | |

Mind's Insecurity

Mind’s Insecurity

Why is it hard to hear your own words?
speaking truth but refusing to hear…
fine showing, hard swallowing
leave bitter tastes, easier to say
conflict inside.
Knowing there is no opposite
one real the other fake.
Yet the mind hurts the heart
with accusations or clues
even if it’s not true.
What do you do?
act like there isn’t pain
while attempting to be the same.
Silence surrounds speaking volumes
difference in intimacy become problems
left out for part of a plan
telling your mind to understand.
How do you recover from distance?
that your mind created
we know how misled that can be
flighty, focused on the worse
surviving all is its only course.
Upsetting solved issues
making it hard to get through
stupid when brought to light
already advising what is right.
One extreme to the next
bad habits hard to forget
practice what’s said
follow the heart
release the mind’s insecurity instead.


-Symphony


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THE DAZZLING ILLUSION

A CHILDISH GIGGLE,
WOLF CRY ROUSED.
THE TIRED WOMAN ON BED.
THE GIGGLE CAME AGAIN IN  
DIRECTION OF BATHROOM,
WHO KEEPS A ROOM FULL OF TOYS?
DAZZLER, SO THEY CALL LIKE MORNING DEW
THIS SOON MELTS.
DAZZLERS, GLITTERING LIKE GOLD BUT NOT GOLD.
DAZZLER, WHAT DAZZLES
THE INCURABLE PAIN OF UNCERTAIN DAYS.
THE EMPTY PROMISES WITH THE DAZZLING ILLUSION.
THE STRONG WILL TO LIVE,
BY THE GIFT OF LOVE,
IS THE STRENGTH OF ONES? 
YES, THE STRENGTH IS LOVE, 
LET WADE THIS POOL OF PAIN 
TOGETHER IN LOVE IS WHAT DAZZLES.


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Dear Lord Please Cleanse My Mind

Im alone now... the family's 
gone to bed...
sinful thoughts have 
entered my head

I don't know which
 direction to turn...
My mind feels like a fire... 
"ready to burn."

"Jesus help me!" is 
my cry and prayer...
I know you listen and 
you care!.

I don't want to think on thoughts
which trap and allure...
But to memorize God's word--
so holy and pure!

God's word is a light unto my feet...
 a lamp unto my path...
By HIS word directing me--
I'll avoid God's wrath!

Thank you Lord for being patient, 
loving and kind...
And thanks for giving me more
 of a Christ-like mind.

Your loving kindness has 
now filled my soul...
And by your word... my mind's 
been made whole! 

By Jim Pemberton
2007


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Jesus Will Lead Me

Jesus is with me every step
that is taken,
With HIM in my life—I am never forsaken!

A straight and narrow path is
what he will make,
He’s there to lead and guide me
every step that I take.

Every choice I have, every step
that is made,
The price for my life—on Calvary—
has been PAID.

His word shall direct me which
way I should go,
It shall be a lamp unto my feet
down here below.

His Holy Spirit will gently give me
Godly correction
And shall always lead me into
the right direction…

By Jim Pemberton 
2006


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Pollution

Acid has become our rain
and oceans with mercury do we stain
dioxin lies beneath our ground
in everything toxic materials be found
 
E-coli is used to alter genes in food
where recombinant DNA is understood
heavy metals do the population addle
as the health industry lose continuing battle
 
With the law makers do the inhabitants contend
and a wealthy man can the laws amend
documented information on man's pollution
yet nobody seems to have a solution
 
Programs that show if man were to die
nature herself would repurify
at 300 years would be the retaking
of only a portion of what mankind is making
 
Desecration upon desecration upon the land
mankind destroys himself with his own hand
no amount of law can change our ways
our own nature fallen since ancient of days
 
Scientists who study regeneration
pursue this path with great fascination
they know that the body should heal itself
but understand not sin and it's stealth
 
Deserts now stand where nature did blossom
the amount of the damage is beyond awesome
ground waters filled with pesticide
about it's effects have governments lied
 
Asbestos and arsenic and lead just a few
adversely affect the body nothing new
tons upon tons of toxins released to our air
and only for wealth do manufacturers care
 
Seabirds and mammals die from plastic trash
the production of garbage for making of cash
forest and savannahs are being depleted
in soil degradation are crops being seeded
 
With love for our earth the concerned have their say
but the pursuers of wealth do get their way
the destroyers of earth with God will clash
but this system of things will Jesus dash
 
 
sources Gen. 6:11 Eze.9:1-6 Matt. 6:24
Luke 16:13 Revelation 11:18
reading and study of science
 
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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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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These Three Words I LOVE YOU

These Three Words…

I was thinking of something God 
spoke to me the other day.
It was powerful and almost “took my breath away…”

These three words; “I love YOU!”  Were clearly spoken…
I didn’t know what to do.  I felt worn out and broken…

I cried and waited for something
 to change from within.
This “voice” I heard…  Would I hear it again???

I looked for a bible.  Any one I could find …
I had to seek an answer to settle my mind.

I opened up to the book of John and began reading…
I realized it was Jesus… That my life was needing...

I read the first few chapters including John 3:16.
About God’s love, which can make my heart clean

I was so thankful and joy came deep inside.
Bowing my head… I wept and cried.

I was sorry for the many sins I had committed...
Jesus forgave me…  Now my sins are omitted!

I’m so thankful for the gift of life I’ve received.
When I came to Jesus and simply believed!!!

I am drinking of the living water
 that never shall run dry.
God has promised: “all of your needs.
 I shall supply!

Thanks be to God! Glory and praise
 I shall give him!
Won’t you give him a chance?  He’s here to listen!

He alone can do what no other power could ever do!
The words he speaks to everyone are; “I LOVE YOU!”

Listen to his words…  It’s a heart-felt invitation…
You too can receive his mercy and salvation!

By Jim Pemberton    01/28/11


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He Can and Will

I can tell you that I love you, and prove it day by day.
I can hold you when you shake and tell you everything's alright.
I can lift you when you fall, and hold your hand tight, but...

God can and will count your every tear drop, and dry them all away.
He can wash away the tear stains on your pillow, and make them unseen.
He knows your heart through and through, and will direct His love within.

I can pretend to understand and try to explain reason.
I can lead you by a way, and warn you of danger up ahead.
I can tell you to tread lightly, and cover the truth in sugar coated lies, but...

God can and will light the path before you, and lead you to life.
He can give you only truth, and in dwell you with grace.
He will save your soul from hell and from yourself, and give you eternal life.
By His death, He reconciled. By His life, He secures.

(c) January 12, 08
Rosemarie Schrock


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There Will Come A Time

There Will Come A Time…

There will come a time… 
 I shall cease to be.
One day, my heavenly father will be calling me!

There will come a time…  
This home will be mine no more!
For one day soon, I’ll arrive
 at “heaven’s shore.”

There will come a time…  
My body will be “trading places>”
I shall be up yonder...  
With “angelic faces.”

There will come a time…  
I’ll not have to ponder.
When the roll of heaven is 
“called up yander!”

There will come a time… 
 My life will surely be blessed.
As I hear my savior’s call;
 “enter into heaven’s rest!”

This time I speak of will happen soon.
I’ll be in a heavenly mansion’s room!

How much time you have left.  
However you may live…
Won’t you come to Jesus?  
He’s so wiling to forgive!

HE offers life eternal.  And has YOU
 and ME in mind!
This is the day of salvation!  
Now is the accepted time!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

Gratitude

Birthdays come but once a year
A day we celebrate, a day to cheer
We all know the day we're born and our age
For birthdays bring us joy or change of stage

The day I celebrated my fourty-ninth year
On the other side of the world fear
Horror for a young girl named Heather
Who was swimming in ocean waters from boat tethered

Swimming around the ocean deep 
Working up an appetitate for something to eat
Was a great white shark fourteen feet, whopper
Jaws powerful enough to bite through copper

At home I thought I had turned fifty
I figured this year would be very nifty
My father who was in his nineties
Reminded me that I was only fourty-ninty

In a land way down yonder
A girl named Heather was pulled under
Great white figured she was good meat
Nice and tender a very tasty treat

A girl named Heather was saved
That very day lived to be one to praise
People who worked to keep her alive
She praised God who lives in hearts and on high

Sara lived many years
Saw her grandsons through tears
She was the strength and glue
Who saw her family's problems through

Just in recent years in a land down under
A fourteen foot great white shark did blunder
Caught in a fisherman's net
He'll probably live this mistake regret

No, the fisherman cuts the lines
Frees his catch and shark from bind
Now the shark he named Cindy
Follows him around even when windy

Follows him everywhere he goes
Let's him pet her on her nose
Rub her belly and dorsal fin
She even grunts and tries to grin

Which of these do you think is the most grateful
Heather who is now disable
The shark who was spared his life
Or Sara the mother, grandmother, and wife


(The story about Heather is true. The shark circled and bit her right leg.  Then circled and 
grabbed her left leg.  The people on the boat were hitting the shark and try to pull her into 
the boat and the shark took her whole left leg off.  She was only attended by a nurse who 
was on the boat and radioed a doctor on shore as to what to do.  She was 20 hours away 
from the nearest doctor.  She was lifeflighted to a hospital in California where she had to 
have multiple surgeries and now has an artificial leg.     The story about the shark caught in 
a fisherman's net was really not true.  The grandmother here was a true story.)


Details | Rhyme | |

Confess That You May Be Healed

Confess…  That You May Be Healed!

I heard a preacher preach on a topic so very real
“Confess your sins to one another that you may be healed.”

This part of scripture...  It was very true and evident.
This is a truth of healing that’s still relevant.

The Bible speaks; “confession is good for the soul”
This is a part of scripture that’s good to know!

Why is this not happening as the days are getting “worse?”
While many in church struggle with sin’s “curse?”

I think it’s perhaps we just have too many “busy-bodies.”
They seemed to focus their concern on “everybody.”

Rather than spending time with God and pray.
Many tend to seek the local “news of the day.”

We need people that are filled up and seek God’s Spirit.
So when someone needs some prayer.  They can give it!

We need followers of God, not burdened down with sin.
People sold out to Jesus and truly born again!

Perhaps then, will confession among 
God’s people take place.
Speaking to one another in humbleness and grace!

May the touch of God bring sweet comfort and joy.
It’s his healing ,that we have the opportunity to enjoy!

It’s coming together in Christ we certainly belong!
Though we are weak…   HE remains strong!

He is faithful to do whatever we may think or ask…
Only HE can bring a healing that will always last!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Did you forget

Did you forget that i was even alive
Did you forget that i was real
Did you forget that we were in love
Did you forget that I was the one for you
Did you forget that you had stolen my heart and walked away with it
Didid you forget that you kept my soul and heart from being one
Did you forget how we met
Did you forget you cared about me
Did you forget that you asked me out
Did you forget my name
Did you forget how I look

Did you forget about me?


Details | Narrative | |

LUCKY: THE LOST BEAGLE

The theme of this story
is a brown beagle puppy
with a blocky head, large ears,
a curved-up tail and white pawns.
I proudly mamed that gorgeous pooch:
Lucky...the hound that loves to smooch! 
  

I was asleep, cuddled up in a warm  blanket...
when I hear the bark of a dog, and
as the howl increased, the wind whipped the iced window;
and hurriendly went down stairs,
without putting my slippers on, so curious
to know where that high-pitched bark came from.


When the door slammed open, there surprisingly, I saw
a stranded, shivering beagle stucked in snow:
staring at me with innocent puppy eyes,
and I could tell he was hungry and cold;
he tried to lift his frozen and stiff paws, but he couldn't...
a quiver of sympathy gave me goose-bumps! 


I picked him up and brought him in,
and he started to lick my face to thank me,
so affectionate and loving was that expression,
which I reminisce quite often, going back to that winter's evening.
I laid him in a small crate with a thick blanket, and he went to sleep;
how calm and happy was he, lightly snoring and dreaming!


The next day I took him to the nearest Animal Hospital,
and they gave him a warm bath, and how he loved that!
Yes, the beagle was out of danger and he was healthy,
like he was before he got lost and couldn't find his way home,
and since He had no tag on his collar, he couldn't be identified by name;
I wanted to keep this beautiful dog so badly...the playful dog I called Lucky!


Details | Verse | |

Water

I watched the raindrops 
one by one they fell
they filled an empty hole
till it became a well
 
every word of yours is dew
like this rain I seek
the hole here large and empty
for a cistern of waters keep
 
Within I hold these waters
as a gift for you
the life within a garden
cannot without them do
 
The moisture collects in clouds and wind
their circuits round the earth each day
their routes can now be firmly mapped
its requirements to life portray 
 
The bounties hidden in a desert
you won't ever see in bloom
until the rain its torrents fall
saturates the seeds entombed
 
Your words are livings waters
they must fall upon the seed
they cannot germinate or grow
they require this moistures deed
 
Mankind's become a desert place
where scorpions and snakes do dwell
life here is with the cold blooded
from the rainforest they have fell
 
Comprehensive examples  have been left
in all nature and histories show
a better teacher than science books
if we observe what's here to know
 
The fabric of all of life
holds me like a wadi tell
like an archeologist
who digs the sands and dell
 
These nations want gold and silver
but true riches they despise
in the end pursuits of vanity
will damn those who think they're wise
 
Once again you refreshed my mind
when I thought my well be dry
the waters here clean and clear
not bottled with a lie
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | Quatrain | |

ONLY WHEN GOD IS WALKING DOWN MY PATH

I may look very naive and vulnerable,
hiding the pangs of my distress so well,
looking normal and walking too brisk...
only when God is walking down my path.


I seem to look away and shun the troubles,
but inside I am hurting like anybody else,
who dreams of a coming universal peace...
only when God is walking down my path. 


I nourish my body and thank my Creator
for every slice of bread and drink of water,
the essential things that not everyone has...
only when God is walking down my path.


Since my birth, I have been sheltered by a roof top,
feeling no rain, hearing no wind, bearing no bitter cold;
blessings are added daily, not taken away by wrath,
all this is possible...only when God is walking down my path.


I was given a loving mother who cared for my daily needs 
watched me grow and I spiritually grew to praise Him in my hymns; 
and her unforgettable and soft words still echo, as when I knelt down and wept,
not making me stray from my course...only when God walked down my path. 


I have been fortunate enough to have lived and survived
this long and witnessed may events that have shaped
a changing world in constant turmoil, unwilling to get rid of ugly hate;
I feel very sound and safe...only when God is walking down my path.


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Rhyme | |

Is Your Life Running On EMPTY

Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







Details | Senryu | |

Ying Yang

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


Details | Free verse | |

Pill

I’m anxious for my test tomorrow
Even though I tell myself in ten years I wont remember my grade 
I still cant sleep
I take the pill 
Wash it down and I find a sick comfort in knowing soon…soon I will find sleep
The elusive love of my life whose tempting ways creep up at all the wrong times
I don’t want you during class or on a date
I want you at night in my bed.
I want you to come more regularly than the fire alarms in Hamlin hall
I start to feel the release of my body as the pill courses through my veins filling my
capillary beds
I feel warm
I love it
I know i could roll over, but i dont care, I just lay here and it’ll all go away
The pain of the day wont even become a memory
The fear of tomorrow wont be a reality for a couple more hours
My friends say meditate or do yoga, but it doesn’t feel as good as this 
Knowing that I wont remember a thing or hear an alarm
Knowing I wont care to wake up
It is through this I find joy and peace…
It is through this I find control


Details | Rhyme | |

AN URGENT PRAYER FOR LINDA-MARIE

My poem is dedicated to Linda-Marie: The Sweetheart of Poetry Soup...
it's my token of gratitude for her precious friendship and endless kindness.



We thought she had disappeared without traces;
it's not like her...her trails are made of pretty laces,
but friends at Poetry Soup have missed for three weeks:
a lovely lady with the friendliest smile and rosiest cheeks.


The bad news hit me hard and made me cry desperately,  
losing something so useful to accomplish daily tasks
as writing, or driving a car is a great tragedy; why did this
happen to a good person such as Linda-Marie? 


Is God testing her faith, knowing that her heart is strong?
I've been tested by Him in infinite ways and still praise His name!
Another man would have shouted in anger and abandon Him
as an irrational one has surely done to accuse Him of wrong!


Hopefully, Linda-Marie will accept this tragedy and go on as usual
without feeling helpless, lonely and forgotten by Him and all;
we'll stand by her as He will...comforting her with prayers and loving thoughts,
being assured that our effort will help her overcome painful days with little sun rays.


Details | Blank verse | |

My love

I treasure every meeting of our lips,
Our dreams: as two dew drops melding in eternal kiss
A lake of pure desire; with the depth of eternity
this life stretches before us
shore to unending shore
every grain of sand the first: "I love you" of countless lovers
and the whisper of the breeze "Thee....thou.... and us"

The butterfly fluttering past, with clumsy grace
like our love the wings allowing us to soar
This is the world created by all lovers.
A caw of a lonely bird reminds; that not all are found.
Tears slip down our cheeks as we remember the pain of before
Here and now, we live in triumph because He made us
I ask you to marry me and the question is all of these:

Will you be mine, my Anna? 
Will you be you?
All you are and do is such a gift:
When you make me dinner you feed more than just my body;
and fill more than my belly. 
When you say "I love you" it not only reverberates in my ear drums
When you walk beside me holding my hand I hear, I feel, I know
When you smile my quivering heart strings play rejoicing symphonies 
When you are you; me? I am me.
For my Anna...


Details | I do not know? | |

Let It Go

Sometimes I just have to cry,
Nothing can change what occurs inside,
Heart mourns 
Spirit weeps,
Real clarity requires me to dig deep

Ive tried holding it in, 
Nothing positive comes,
Good and bad voices argue,
Repels harmony of turtle doves

Learning to let it go,
Not an easy thing,
Recognizing lost control,
I acknowledge this with a ring,

Cant ignore than im human,
Biological needs ignore people needing to be pleased,
Overwhelming at first, but I welcome this with ease,
Society wants to be emotionally numb, I refuse to spread that disease






Details | I do not know? | |

Oh to be free

The people I love try not to show,
But they see me dying and they know.
The battle that takes place...in me,
With my addiction, Oh to be free.

Fifteen years trapped inside,
Thousands of lonely teardrops cried.
Without my addiction, What good could I be?
Thoughts conflicting, Oh to be free.

Desperate to prove I'm right not wrong,
Knowing that i can never really belong.
With my addiction, Much bigger than me,
Wishing it would end, Oh to be free.

Ever consuming, lives destroyed
its been here so long its so hard to avoid
I run try to hide but it still finds me
my head in my hands, Oh to be free

how can i find motivation to breathe
let alone find the courage to finally leave
my pastimes of old, to find the old me
while I’m fighting my addictions, Oh to be free

by James Thomas Mahauariki
Copyright © 2008


Details | Rhyme | |

Living For Jesus Is A GOOD DECISION

No good decision is made 
that starts out as a lie.
A good decision is to live for Jesus--
why not give him a try?

The truth is that God's son died
 for me and you!
The decision to live for him--
what are you going to do?

The lie is..it doesn't matter what 
kind of choice you make.
The truth is...you must do it now!  
Before it's too late!

You'll never know when your
 last day shall appear.
Your final day on earth 
could be very near!

A dedision for Jesus is the best 
choice to be made.
His life for yours.. on calvary 
has been paid!

Come to the cross and give 
everything to him!
Come and experience the joy 
of being born again!

A decision based on (God's)truth, 
is the best place to start.
Jesus' blood will make within 
you a brand new heart.

His gift of salvation is offered 
to all of mankind.
"Now if the day of salvation... 
Now is the accepted time!"

By Jim Pemberton
2008


Details | Rhyme | |

Dipsomaniac

Sometimes rum sometimes whiskey,
Keeps me always in frisky,
Sometimes Vodka, sometimes Gin,
Makes me feel like a king
Sometimes sombukka, sometimes gruppa,
Takes me back to Harappa,
Sometimes wine sometimes beer
Makes me everyone’s dear
Sometimes tharra, sometimes tarri,
Keeps me always in Hurry.


Details | Free verse | |

DRINK EVER AGAIN

O, please forgive me, honey
I behaved like a damned fool at your sister-in-law’s house
Last night drinking like a bull
O, please, please, please, honey
You got to forgive me once more time
I do promise you I won’t do it again
I was a fool by making such a show of jealousy because of that past
Lover be there with all entries and gangs of his

O, babe, babe, babe, babe!
I am not going to drink ever again just tell me you’re still loving me
As yesterday as before and when it done consistently attached
You would say it loud: I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you!
I was afraid to lose you again with so much drinks and rages
In front of this past lover showing himself up like a damned king
And driving that heavenly Mercedes-Benz!

I was telling you now it was anxiety and depression and predisposition to adult
Alcoholism with difficulty developing my identical love and passion and therefore
I am so sorry, and please, o, My Little Bee! You ought to forgive me this time
As many times we have done it before!

I lost my mind again
O, tell me before I kneel in front of you just as those drastic tears start falling
From me that you are still loving more than ever

I swear for Jesus I won’t drink ever again
I would go to the Church with you again and again and  again and again,
but I’d send flowers to your sister-in-law in Florida as a way to confirm you 
I have changed I am not going to drink ever again for God’s sake
You would see, o, honey, your papito  has changed; you got to believe me
O, please, babe, forgive me!
O, forgive me!  I yell you again
O, God don’t let me down; so God gives me strength not to kiss a bottle ever again
And don't let me to scream like a fool

O, baby, Sweet Baby! O, My  Sweet Totorri! Your man has changed
O, please, My Pumpkin Pie, kiss me and let me in because your papito feels cold
Outside in this unfriendly porch and the moonlight is full and pregnant
I told you I was a fool and I tell you now forgive me, honey 
This man, your man, is telling you the truth this damned fool
Really has changed!


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Discouraged Feel Like Giving Up Without A Job


It was me that my
savior chose...
He’s supplied all my needs—
my food and clothes. 

He was there when I was
laid off from work.
Satan was saying, 
“you’re no good—just a jerk.” 

I admit; “my accomplishments—
I do not boast.”
But I do exalt the Father,
the Son and Holy Ghost. 

If not for God’s love,
I’d be dead, this I know.
This is the reason why
I love him so! 

He’s done so much for me—
it’s hard to express.
The privilege of being God’s son—
I am so blessed! 

I was a clay jar all broken apart,
But the potter put me together
from his heart. 

The glue he used was his
love for me,
That’s why I’m happy
and set free! 

This I know and hope
you’ll understand,
He’ll do the same for you—
just reach out your hand! 


By Jim Pemberton
2005


Details | Light Poetry | |

' They Are Wrong To Blame God ... ' Part 2 of 2 (or Implore The People With Love)

And Other Loving Hands To Help Us         (Matt. 28: 19, 20   &   1 Tim. 4: 16)
Out Of Personal-Pits-Dug
And When Others Blame God …
… I Just Want To Give Them A Big-I-Care-Hug !

And Tell ‘Em, Humans Chose Rebellion
They and ‘We’, Chose To Go It Alone
Independence or Ignorance …
That’s Us … Singing That  'Hit' Song !

(So … Can’t Blame God, For What’s Wrong)

See … If You Steal From Your Mum or Poppa
They Too, Will Send You Away
They May Leave The Door Open
In Case You Return One Day

And If You’re Out There Doing Bad
And Bad Things Happen To You
You Can’t Rightly Blame Parents
For The Path You Choose …

But You Want Them To Bail You Out
When Their Good Advice You Refuse
(You Wanna Use Them) … That’s Just Twisted !
If You Blame Them, ‘Cause You Lose …

… Your Dignity and Divinity
And Lord Help Us … This Is Humanity !
And If You Don’t Believe … Scripturally                         ( 2 Tim. 3: 16 )
Then, Just Check Out Man-Made-History …

… It’s Filled With Hate
Its Even Up-To-Date …
So, Don’t Lie or Blame, To Your Own Infamy
Please, Don’t Repeat The Words, of Mankind’s Enemy !   ( Gen. 3: 4, 5 )

‘Tis A Lie, ‘Tis A Lie, 'Tis A Lie, We Must Reject ! …
I Say This With Godly-Love and Soul-to-Soul-Respect
God … Is Bona-Fide Benevolence And Beauty At Its Best …
             I Bless Him, With My Last Breath !

Yet, I Know Some Here, Have Been Hurt
By What Others Say and Do …
But In All Fairness, My Beloved-God,
They Are So Wrong To Blame You

              ( Part 2 of 2 )
  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

                 Respect and Remind
                 Remind With Respect

Agnostics, Atheists and Bitter-Hearts
Beware of Belittling HE, of The Highest Courts
HE Is Not One To  Mess With, Or To Be Mocked
In HIS Hand, Is The Key, To Your Own-Death-Lock …

Now, If You’re One To Say, “Oh, I Had A Good-Run
I’ve Had Fun, and Now, If It’s Done … It’s Done”
And If You Are Ready To Leave, When His Kingdom Comes …
You Won’t Mind, Your Last Breath, Blown To Oblivion

                By:   The MoonBee


Details | Ballad | |

Look At Me

Look at me,  What do you really see.
I’m torn apart .From my very heart...
The love I had , Even when I was sad .

Memories was all I had , To carry on ..
Alone empty . So cold and lost , Yet I feel so alive
I’d close my eyes .. I felt your very presence ...
You breath alone . On my very skin..
Close besides me .Where you’ve always been ..

This love that kept me so strong... 
It pulled me along..


My one true love I thought you were ...
A body wasting away...
I ache in silence , I try not to cry ...
The pain I hide ,Yet I feel so alive ...
My heart , My mind feels so strong ..
Yet how can I carry on ...


Details | I do not know? | |

Have and the have nots

grabbing at straws the luck of the draw
some live big some live raw
a few like gods on hills of gold
every things fine just do what were told

A man on the corner needs something to eat
money walks by thinks dirty deadbeat
separated so the poor don't offend
at least when your down no need to pretend

late at night at the castle on the hill
a drunken success pops another pill
doesn't talk to his kids doesn't have real friends
his wife loves spending and the hottest new trends

a mother and her children prepare for the meal
what little there is seems so surreal
Everyday she struggles to provide
all she has is love and great strength inside

the driver takes him to the company he owns
he makes money by working others to there bones
always watching for a worker whose down
to remind them hes got the best jobs in town

eight sharp she takes the bus into work
she works for sol ittle just to please some rich jerk
the boss points out maybe its time for some new clothes
hes pays so little cares nothing for what she owes


the girls need braces but theres no way to pay
she smiles real big and says well get em someday
but shes knows she probably wont ever afford
she can barely make rent on her own accord

when he enters his mansion he feels quite alone
a beautiful house but know sign of a home
he decides it be better if workers lost there medical coverage
the company will save and even the overage

two people so very different one thinks hes what most people want to aspire to
the other wonders how long she can hold two sick days she'd be out on the street
the first one is selfish drinks every night avoids his family and lies a lot to
the second is down but will never give up and her children love her she is so sweet

these two people we see everyday I'm willing to bet you may look away
she just doesn't know how to save irresponsible i hear people say
when you see the man in his top notch suit and perfect smile
i hear people say what an outstanding man i like to talk for a while

When i see the man in his thespian role i feel a ting of pity in the heart in the soul
all the money doesn't help him see the person he his the one he could be
when i see the women struggle all day i wonder why we aren't all this way
her strength and courage virtues indeed a path of love is always richer then  one of greed 


Details | Verse | |

GRASP THE NETTLE

Soup and greens,beer and tea
buttlerfly young just love me,
aphid trap and liquid feed
ladybird heaven,yes indeed!
I love phosphate & nitrate soil
such versatility reduces toil,
my leaves quicken the compost
all this for free,at no cost!
Okay,okay,yes I sting
but for you its win,win,win!
,
Tribute to the utrica dioica 


Details | Rhyme | |

Blessed Are YOU Who Trust In The Lord


“Blessed is the man who
 trust in the Lord!”
Goodness and mercy in him
 shall be stored!

“He shall be like a tree
 planted by the water…”
And will not wither or fade when
 the temperature gets hotter.

“His leaves are green and will stay
 in the year of drought.”
Because his faith in God
 is what his life is about!

“The heart is deceitfully wicked.”  
And who knows it?
God!  He made your heart 
and he helped compose it!

“He searches our heart and
 he tests our ways…”
There’s no running from him.
 Throughout our days.

“He gives each according
 to the fruit they bear.”
He knows what you’re doing. 
 He is always there!

Why not trust him with your life? 
 Why not start today?
Allow him to be your Lord. 
 Simply trust and obey!

You’ll never be disappointed
 by what he can give!
He will bless you and give you
 a reason to LIVE!

By Jim Pemberton  04/22/10
Read:  Jeremiah 17:7-10


Details | I do not know? | |

Stress and Pain

One big happy said fairytale
Take the pain and no gain
Take the slights and not retribution
Take it all in without an out.

Exploding from the inside out
In silence, crying, hurting, writhing in pain and misery
Never knowing what it’s like to be just okay
Never knowing what it’s like to have love unconditional

Hated and revered 
Don’t show them the pain 
They don’t understand,
You are the one that is in wrong. 

Take it all 
Deal with it
Live with it
It’s your fault he’s like this

You carried him
You made him the way he is. 
Deal with the pain and suffering
Deal with the stress and the dirty looks

It’s always your fault 
No one else’s 
You should know that by now. 
Take you punishment and like it

God’s listening but this is his plan
Pain and suffering for those that screw up
No love for those that dare to be of a different mold. 
No salvation for the wicked souls of men

Shut it up 
Swallow it down
No one cares
No one’s around

No tears will make a difference
No whining will help the cause
No yelling will change people’s minds
No matter what you do you won’t be accepted


So….why try? 
Be yourself no one else
If they don’t like to hell with them
To hell with you and your self loathing


Details | Rhyme | |

Is Your Life Running On Emprty Fumes


Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







Details | Verse | |

Pressing On

She watched the mountain intently
Like a bird who’s nestling of dwelling, complains
Yet, neither will move --
Reality blooms;
A surge of genius
Strikes the hollowed core ~
Worrisome thoughts she shan’t abide…

A mother’s love still strives,
Strong willed fledgling must now -- fly
Search to build, its -- own nest
-- Mother bird soars above the mountain -- mind at rest 






Comments:
An elder once said teach them well in the ways they must go… Like a hawk one must keep a 
watchful eye for they are still your prizes; you never know when they may come home to 
roost again... Or at least visit…
However, if they can't respect the home then its time 
For them to fly on their own...


Details | Rhyme | |

What you are made up to be

foolish within that shows through the skin, you're hopeless but hoping for the worst for me. I don't care for you, and never will. You will see when you burn in hell, in the future near you'll see that I wasn't the one wrong, so don't try to be sincere. You think it's all about you, when the truth is no one wants anything to do with you. You've already over thought it all, and now you're all alone starring at the wall. I bet you realize now that the pain you feel you caused yourself. Within in all, comes the suffering of withdraw. All the pills that you've swallowed won't save your sorrow.


Details | Free verse | |

Fault

They ask me how ill
I try to reply, but the words
Sick enough to die
In my head I wonder, when the time is
Scared enough to cry

They ask me to go
I wish to say, I can’t express
I want to be here today
Watch me please, take care 
Don’t send me away

They tell me to hang
Do what you’re told, but the query
I want to grow old
Waiting for the day, it’s time
Don’t watch me grow cold

They say it’s ok
You will survive, but the darkness
Is pulling me in inside
At this instant, I see beyond
See the light, but I am still alive

They say a burden, I wasn’t
I want to give thanks, but I can’t
Too weak, I sank
You worked so hard, sacrificing it was
I should have just walked the plank

They say deteriorate, problem solved
What did I do? I didn’t mean
To cause harm to you
You say not me, not my fault
It’s just a thing, not an assault

They say a sacrifice, will be repaid
When will you get yours, it’s a bit delayed
You’re still suffering, over time
It’s gotten worse, just a crime
One so good, it isn’t fair

They say endure, with love in the air
I am the guilt beyond shame
Put you through, unselfish game
No win here, a grateful heart
Significance for me is all you see

They say the good, hasn’t much time
I’m thankful you’re here
My everything, even more than I knew
And I want to say, and I will 
I love you


Details | Rhyme | |

The Secret Pain

I chanced to see a story told
of pang upon a distant shore
a secret pain who's history old
and still practiced evermore
 
Within this land a maidens fate
is forced upon her knowingly
wherein old women eviserate
her private parts so secretly
 
Six thousand maids a day are there
whose injury upon inflicted
who will decry the secret bare
and shame to those convicted
 
The woe to women the world around
and this is not the only one
when at home can be found
everlasting silence of the tongue
 
Where young maids fair must beware
of their fathers and their uncles
and two thirds of maidens share
the fate beneath their buckles
 
In a land whose intellect
so often held on high
and morals supposed circumspect
who will with voice decry
 
And some chance with wicked glance
to lay blame upon the child
though to protect should be the stance
and the purpetrator reviled
 
Two thirds of men within this land
do not their children feed
It's divorced women who must stand
and fill their childrens need
 
How many children suffer fates
How many close their eyes
How many mothers and their mates
will with voice decry
 
How many voice in crimson rage
will seek with choice and mind engage
how many will seed anothers mind
that to voice they'll be not blind
 
Ex 22:22-24
Jer 22:2-3
James 1:27
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Jesus Is A True Foundation For Your Marriage

As a child, in church, I was raised.
Taught the Bible 
and the Christian ways.

At an early age, I invited Jesus in.
Learning what was right 
and what was sin.

I looked up to my parents--I really did.
I was so proud of the
way they lived.

They were the world to me--
I was so proud.
Then one day there appeared 
a very dark cloud.

This cloud hovered over my parents, 
whom I loved so dear.
Soon the ugly face of divorce
was soon to appear.

I prayed for them-
I desperately tried.
The many nights I lay 
awake and cried.

How could this happen?
 I often wondered.
To have a wonderful marriage
so utterly plundered.

A sin crept in--and was
allowed to prevail.
Soon this marriage 
began to fail.

Let this be a warning to me and to all.
Playing with sin will cause us to fall.

If your life is heading 
toward a separation,
build your marriage on Jesus--
a true foundation! 

He can Do what no 
other power can do...
And give NEW meaning
 to the words; "I LOVE YOU!"

By Jim Pemberton 
 2008


Details | Pantoum | |

Sunlight

Touched by th sunlight
Warmth flooding my core
Resurrected at first sight
Longing for much more

Warmth flooding my core
Just to be very close, touched
Longing for much more
Already I'm blushed

Warmth flooding my core
Resurrected at first sight
Just to be close, touched
Touched by the sunlight


Details | Sonnet | |

Essence of a Rose

The rose must grow to taunt all other joy's,
with it's beauty can humility be,
such triats never to be equally poised,
for beauty sets those ill-composed thoughts free,
To undrape the skin of this lovly thing,
in the hopes to find a fairer essence,
beneathe this rose a true purpose to sing,
It must be that I'm in heavens presence,
to find the rose beautiful inward out,
to find the rose that soothes the hearts of men,
but that this rose exists I am in doubt,
for this would be a rose bereft of sin,
still I search for this elusive flower,
that my heart will be soothed in my hours,


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of a balloon

Who knows
if it’s the moon
who fills the sky
just get inside
and away we’ll fly
over houses, clouds
and steeples high
We’ll go sailing
should you take me
tonight
in your pretty balloon
by the silvery light
and not too soon
over cities where
the flowers bloom
and yes it’s there
from far above
we become the Spring
and welcome love

.

Inspired: ee cummings


Details | Lyric | |

My life

I have been through a hard life
too much drama
a mother who don't love me
too much stress
my life is really complicated
I tried taking my life again
I guess because I don't want
to be here anymore
so much stress
I admit I need help
my life is crazy
I lost the love of my life
my best friend is worried about me.


Details | Name | |

You excited Me

My heart is broken.
My mind is weeping.
My life is threatened.
I lost my trust.

You excited me for a run,
You robbed me for fun,
I misplaced my worshipping,
I shall stop my praise.

You treated me so fair,
My honour is burning,
Your ties are so strong,
I can’t walk longer.


Details | Ballade | |

I am a hero of old

I am a Hero of Old
I walk naked, with my life a canvas for the world to ridicule,
I am forced to walk nonetheless.
I am the object of a nation’s derision, as I walk the street embracing rejection.
But the Lord?
The Lord is my rock and my salvation!
For I have been baptized into his sufferings.
I have been baptized into the confusion of discovering my divine identity.
I walk the streets,
I walk the highway,
I walk the corridors of friends that mock my weakness.
But in his weakness, I am made me strong.
The humility to become less for the good of a greater revelation,
This is my privilege.
And though I be on meds,
And though I have breakdowns.
I continue, I will not relent, for it is my destiny to touch the sky in hope.
And recover.
I am a veteran of a war against a mind that would persecute me,
I am the recipient of a mind, that knows compassion, and this compassion torments in its
softness.
I am tough, for I have endured the rejection of the multitudes.
And no sanctuary can destroy the reality of my endurance.
And yet I endure?
Why, so I can tell my story and destroy the yoke of hopelessness.
Why, so I can witness to the power of God to never give up on me.
Why, so I can tell the world, that yes I am weak, but I am a hero of old.
For when it came time to choose between the life I walk and heaven eternal!
I chose to endure.
Why, so that you can see me shining in my glory, a hero of old.
Lisa, Michael, Sita, Louetta, Beth, Bubba, and women walking the streets gaunt, lost, but
not defeated.
For soon you will see me rise, into the stratosphere of the beauty that drives me.
And when I see you, I will forgive your derision.
And we will fellowship in that sound of symphonious reckoning,
For my story, is the story of human redemption,
My story, is the story of souls, old, tired, tormented, but not defeated.
And when you hear it, you will cry tears of admiration.
For when I had to choose, between the life I walk and heaven eternal!
I chose to tell you, that it can be done!
It can be accomplished, this mystery of wholeness that evades us.
For in the end, the two men between me, the voices that berate me, the delusions that
diminish my resolve.
Cannot compare, to the glory of his friendship.
And through that sorrow, I will transcend pity and know joy.
I am a hero of Old, and though my mind would rebel.
My soul is strong like the prophets before me.
Amen.


Details | Acrostic | |

ALZHEIMERS

Affects so many people’s

Lives, that we try hard being

Zealous, by offering them

Help and support for all those

Effected by this disease.

Involved in their care, and to

Maintain pride and dignity

Every day, so that we can

Remember them, and just how

Special they have always been.


Details | Shape | |

Rough diamonds

                                          Some
                                      relationships
                                are just not meant to 
                          be.  Sometimes an individual
                      can't spread their wings to find the 
                real me inside, bursting to get out. We need
        to learn to spruce ourselves up inside and out; polishing 
    those rough edges - back to the beautiful facets we once knew. 
        Time to learn, trust and live. To love ourselves and those 
                close to us, before we can love and appreciate 
                    the very beautiful world around us.  It's 
                        good to set aside some 'me' time. 
                                Reflect, and with new
                                   found confidence 
                                          sparkle!


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Blessed Are They Who Seek The Lord

Blessed are the poor in spirit.  
Theirs is God’s kingdom.
Many blessings from God… 
They shall receive them!

Blessed are they who mourn. 
 They shall be comforted.
In the loving arms of Jesus, 
they shall be well rested!

Blessed are the meek. 
 They shall inherit the earth.
They shall receive from Jesus. 
 A “brand new birth!”
 
Blessed are they who hunger for 
righteousness.  They shall be filled.
A desire to know more of God…
 has been instilled!

Blessed are the merciful.  God’s mercy
 they shall obtain.
As they’re an expression of Jesus’
 wonderful name!

Blessed are they with a pure heart. 
 They shall see God!
Though many in this world, 
may think they’re “odd.”
 
Blessed are those who are persecuted
 for God’s kingdom.
They share their testimony for Christ,
 to those who receive them!
 
Blessed are you when others persecute you
 and accuse you falsely.
Rejoice in the power of God! 
 He loves you most assuredly!
 
Rejoice that heaven shall one day
 be your reward!
So YOU can rule and reign
 with Jesus our lord!
 
Blessed are we who serve Christ. 
 The anointed one!
Blessed are God the father. 
 The Holy Spirit.   And the Son!

 
By Jim Pemberton   10/31/10  

Read Matthew 5:3-12


Details | Free verse | |

Those pint glass bottomed spectacles

Those pint glass bottomed spectacles
are staring up at me
as you gurgle down another beer
and burp and boff with glee.

Gone are your inhibitions
your humanity and pride,
you're acting like an animal
now that alcohol's inside.

You're acting kind of foolish
like I've never seen before,
the kind of things you wouldn't do
if sober as before.

Gone is the man I used to know
the gent with love and care,
now when if you return at night
our home's a lion's lair.

Not realizing you're losing us
by being out from three,
you're spending all the money
on the booze not rent or tea.

You're married to the drinker's tap
unbalanced and disturbed,
our wardrobe's not a public lav
your senseless lunacy's absurd!

Now take off those pint glass spectacles
when you dare to look at me
you're killing off the you inside
along with love of family.


Details | Couplet | |

I Want My Mommy

as I lie in this womb
for it's my heart you'll hear beat soon

da beat beat beat
and da tapping of tiny feet

attached cord
was my mighty sword

words of disgrace
embedded in my taste

drug of ill fath
served on my plate

you have rather me died
than to hear my wimper and cries

I could of made you proud
instead of being wrapped in this tiny shroud

now I am someone else's angel
wearing a nice shinny golden halo


as my unspoken words goes out to you
I hope your next child won't have to go through this too




Tribute To The Unborn


Entery For 
Raul Moreno's
Unspoken Words Contest
GL All


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Jesus Is A Solid Rock

My soul is broken.  My body's achin'.
At times...  I feel so 
utterly forsaken.

I've tried to serve God 
the best I could.
So many of his ways... 
I've never understood.

Rather then trusting him
 and holding his hand.
 My life is sinking deep 
into quicksand!

So many nights, I've cried
myself to sleep.
I feel like I'm in a pit 100 ft. deep.

I cry unto you Lord 
to pull me out.
From you... Oh Lord... 
I don't want to be without!

By your tender mercy 
and unfailing grace.
I trust you to put my life 
on a solid place.

This solid place is Jesus... 
my rock and foundation.
I've received his free gift of salvation.

He put my feet on a rock to stay.
And his word guides me 
each and every day.

A song of thanksgiving is what I bring.
He is my righteousness
 and my everything!

He's always there when I've 
needed someone to turn to. 
He's here right now... 
and is waiting for YOU!

By JIm Pemberton
2008


Details | Prose Poetry | |

and 'Ladies'

 
  and 'Ladies' young and old
do you even know
when i go into the grocery store
and how they come all around me
and i
not even paying attention
as they watch me squeeze this and
squeeze that
and they being all that you are
some what more and some few less
and they
take my hand and place it there
and in my hand they squeeze it
they squeeze it harder than they should
but i'm not paying attention 
and as i'm thinking about squeezing
that which needs to be squeezed
in my mind i am squeezing it more
and watching some become flushed
there faces grow dark and pink
so many
and so many my head spins around 
looking down as i feel
all of that juice run free
through my hands
and all of my critical thinking
has left me it's gone. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Green Tea (2005)

Green tea is an acquired taste 
Illuminates all the toxic waste
I can feel it shower me inside out
Made from a fresh organic sprout
Drinking a mug is not a treat
It is necessarily not a cheat 
I love the taste so refreshing and clean
I used to drink tea but now I prefer green
Try it and learn to worship the only temple you own
Its medicine naturally grown

I Love Green Tea


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Having A Godly Appetite


“Bodily exercise profits little.” 
“Godliness is profitable unto all things.”
I think very few realize the victory, 
this truth of God brings.

Scripture also tells us “whatever we sow.” 
 “We shall also reap.”
Sin comes with a cost…  
And the price is not cheap!

“What profits a man if he gains 
the world and loses his soul?”
What is your ambition in life?  
What is really your goal?

Do you want to live a life entangled
in worry, defeat and despair?
I’m here to tell you that Jesus
 loves you and he does care!

This world can drag you down 
and cause you much shame.
Isn’t it time you reach out to Jesus?  
And call on his name?

He’s the reason we can have 
an abundant life each day of the week.
It’s the Holy Spirit and God's word 
 you need to daily seek

Only Jesus can bring joy and
 nourishment to your soul!
Allow his goodness to enrich you 
and to make you whole!

May there be an appetite for Godly living 
in what you do and say…
He can change your life and make you 
 BRAND NEW today!



By Jim Pemberton  

04/02/11





Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Binge and Purge

Suicidal Summits are instantaneous interventions - Knowledge of others with your own
disposition.
But I binge in lust, it dominates my blood - And lust becomes my lonesome love ....
And love becomes my lonesome lust.
The magic assistance ... A labyrinth of the tangible tokens, ecstatic euphoria, supreme
studiousness, the infinite of experiences in the abysses of the universe to undergo.
And as I binge in the lust, I feel the rising obscurities of uncertainties.
For there is no balance or proportion to this magic assistance - And there are no
partialities.
Be a man, be a woman .... Binge in lust for your personal pleasure.
And the guilt is insinuating inside of you, and you fear the situation could have no measures.
You ponder a break, and end to it all - A thought of a return to the world of innocence
.....Of Sobriety.
You ponder to take the magic assistance again, you concede, and feel you've become a
statistic of notoriety. 
 Moderation - Join hands in aid through spiritual cognation.
And now you only employ the euphoria once a week ... The orgasmic sensation.
You've binged to the max - Now purge.
Let the worlds of sobriety and escape merge.


Details | I do not know? | |

Awake at Midnight

Awake at Midnight

sleep retreats
into tunnels of dewy thoughts

teasing the worn mind

awake at midnight
dreams recede

into caverns of mist
to brew their hazy potions

awake at midnight
weariness seduces the being

seeking to slip away
thirsting for solace in
the numbness of slumber
awake at midnight

still.


Details | Free verse | |

Old Claw Hammer

Its handle, darkened with age,
had split from bottom end up.
It’s necessary to hold it together, 
with a tight grip, 
while striking the nail.

“I bought this in Montana,” he said, 
holding up the hammer he was using 
to repair my wisteria trellis.

“Whoa,” I said.
 “Can you still use it?”

“Watch,” he said, 
driving nails into wood.

He looked at me in triumph,
hand extended toward the trellis arm,
now straight as an arrow.

His eyes spoke to me,
not of an old hammer's worth,
but of his own un-laureled vitality,
the promise,
and the permanence of love.





Details | Rhyme | |

You Can Be A NEW Creation

You can be a new creation... 
old things passed away!
In Christ... YOU can be 
a brand new person today!

You can be totally transformed
 by Jesus--your savior!
You were designed by him--
your loving creator!

He alone can transform you
 in a brand new creation. 
By a Holy Ghost  inspired
 blood transfusion!

His blood can 100% make
 your life clean.
And give you a reason 
to shout and sing!

Singing praise to Jesus--
the Lord of all!
Why not reach out and
 give him a call?

He can be reached 
with p-r-a-y-e-r.
And can change your 
life this very hour!

It's no secret how much 
God loves you.
He's here right now...
what will you do?

Allow him to be change you
 and cleanse within.
A new creation in Jesus is 
where true freedom begins!

By Jim Pemberton 
2009


Details | Narrative | |

STRIKING IT RICH

Never attempting of striking it rich,
whenever my cravings give me another itch,
I'm used to a quite and simple life:
enjoying good food and sharing a coldl glass of wine 
when relatives and friends drop by;
why be someone you weren't meant to be?
Any millionaire around the globe,
sipping champagne desiring what I love?



With my beach cap pulled down, 
so that my short hair doesn't sizzle and change color,
as my light skin turns to a golden tan;
yes, I thank God for a breeze cooler than a fan!
Whole afternoons are spend on this pristine beach,
with a waterfront that a Californian will envy,
to melt away that old cliche' of vanity;
come down here...the East Coast is a wonderful shore! 



Low class, middle class and the upper one,
all share this unquenchable feeling,
to lay on the salty sand and begin to dream;
Am I talking non-sense or tackling the zest for living...
that this society has been unawarely denying??
 


Striking it rich is a temporary fancy,
imagining the possessions money will buy,
and many untaught temptations will materialize;
some will die by snorting deadly coke,
others squandering it on mistresses and hookers...
God, how the human spirit is corrupt  and consumed by lurid
and unhealthy desires that once were out of reach!  
And hopefully someone will ponder this,
to wake up to this gruesome, and parlous reality
and spend his or her fortunes wisely! 



What good people will do for the betterment of the deprived ones?
First give them love from the heart, then help them financially...
that's the smart way caring, of planning to strike it rich;
what's the use of looking at your glittering gold,
and not giveit  away to help anyone whose thirst and hunger
show in the sunken eyes...waiting for someone to feed their bellies!



If I ever stroke it rich, I wouldn't be here enjoying this sunshine, 
but I'll get out there and search for the needy and helpless ones,
and stop the selfishness and madness that money provides;
if I share my good fortune with them, others will follow my example,
and a real change will take place...no poverty everywhere in our world!
Follow me, and search for everyone alive...to give them back their precious life!

 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Free verse | |

Ode To My Phoenix

For days, for nights
you moaned in pain.
For weeks, for months
you cried in vain.

For days, for nights
you wept in silence.
For weeks, for months
you anguished with prudence.

For days, for nights
I leeched on your strength.
For weeks, for months
I feasted on your health.

For days, for nights
I gripped my claws in your veins.
For weeks, for months
You held on and soon, reigned.

On the night of that day
you screamed.
On the week of that month
I wailed.

At last, it was over.
Finally, Im here on this earth.
You were sober-
but you said, it has all its worth.

Fly, my mother!
Soar high!
Spread your wings!
Enjoy the sky!

Let us share this joy,
this bliss, this mirth;
for my birth
is your rebirth!


Details | Free verse | |

Sad State of Affair's

Conflict and fear
still useless mechanic's
within' the framework
of our mind's gear's.....

The battlefield's rage on the greater stage
while humanity wage's the smaller within'
inner conflict becomes the outer we inflict
instead of nourishing love to cherish
we extinguish each in fear and perish
sad legacy of divinity for humanity
defilement of divine unity...a tragedy

Exchanging love for fear and hatred
false sense of security is hurried
by those who perpetrate hate,and
would have us believe in what they create

Whether it's a neighborhood brawl
an ugly scene in our learning hall's
all this violence only stall's
our purpose true,
to become better and improve

Until we,individually,can accept this truth
we will continue this trash heap
this polluted state of mind we'll keep
as love continue's to look upon and weep.......


Details | Free verse | |

Desire

Shepherds exquisite rosie blushed skies
between seas of clouds drifting by
As the veil of evening spirituality rises,
the layers strip away
until thin enough to reveal
a night-time previously unseen
Work of art,
Heaven’s beauty
A Queen of the skies.
An air if intoxication
trips the mind
for a moment belief is enforced
Unveiled a Guardian Angel
set to watch over us,
protect us with love
Taken too quickly from our world,
this feminine stunner
with long black trailing locks
that reach mid back;
a mouth so hot,
sophisticated, 
elegantly wrapped form
This spiritual purity,
so youthful;
is lifted to higher realms,
where as a winner,
her floral crown is raised before her
She watches with breath of reservation
Her eyes look on seductively
filled with knowing need
Enfolded with the love 
of those that look up to her
Her premature wings
wrap her neck and shoulders,
fluffy, white as purest cotton wool.
Her time, 
her pleasure,
her passion,
her promise, 
her prize
Yours to seek and find
A picture perfect place in mind
Desire


Details | Free verse | |

Super Powers

Super Powers

I have super powers,
Haven’t you heard?

I can lift huge water towers
With my magic powers.

As fast as milk sours
I can make grown men cower.

My curves are so mighty
Just to see them,
You’ll find yourself
Running for hours.

My ears’hearing
Con penetrate thick walls,
When you’re miles away,
They will hear you
Singing about me
In the soapy shower.

When you kiss
My luscious lips
And sway with my
Slender hips,
You’ll moan
Much louder.

Because girls
As fine as me
Have super powers.


Details | I do not know? | |

Music

You are the one keeping me on earth, 
like gravity keeps pigs from flying.
You weave in and out of my emotions,
giving me a new perspective on life.

You make me feel,
as if I am untouchable.
You make the sad emotions,
stay out side of the headphones.

From the bass of pop music,
bumping throughout my soul,
to the violin in country music,
playing it's way throughout my heart.

You are the one escape I know I can run to.
You make me want you on sad days,
I need you like a soul,
needs a body.

I need you music, 
like a singer needs I song, I need you 
cause I’m a dancer and life would be empty,
without you.

I need the rhythms of your soul
Running through my veins
your lyrics twirling around my brain
I love you.

I love you like a Popsicle loves the stick
I love you like the stars love the dark
Like my body loves to spin.
Like my muscles love oxygen


Details | Narrative | |

' Jennie - Pennie (My Big Sister)

Everywhere I Look … I See Jennie
Short, Red-Hair and a Smile, So Bright and Pretty
Jeanette … my Older, Big Sister… I Wish I was More Like Her…
        … My Dear Jennie … My Sweet Jennie …

Treated me like I was Her Baby … That was Jennie
Helped me to be a Real-Lady … Just like Jennie
Taught me how to Share and just how to say my Prayers …
        … Jennie … Great Lady Jennie

She was in Her Early Adult Years and I was Young Too
… when Mama Left… There was nothing, We Could Do …
            … Cancer … is not a Loving Word …
        I Wish It Had Been The Last I’d Heard …
                … Oh Jennie … Loving Jennie …

In that Cold-Clinical-Room … Lay Jennie
She Would Be Leaving Soon – God ! … Not Jennie !
She asked me, ‘Did She Fulfill … God and Our Mama’s Will …?’
        Yes, You Did Jennie… I Said You Did Jennie !

… She was in Her Late, 40-Years, but Still, Much Too Young To…
… Like when Mama Left… There was nothing, We Could Do …
                     … Cancer … is not a Loving Word …
                    I Wish It Had Been The Last I’d Heard …
                           … Oh Jennie … I Love Jennie …

When I Wrote This Song … I was Missing Jennie
God … We Can’t Believe She’s Gone … I Loved Jennie
        Jennie-Pennie … You Kept Your Promise…
                  Mama Will Be Proud of Us…

… May Jesus, Call Jennie … When The Time Comes, Please Call Jennie
          Lord Call Jennie … Lord Call Mama … and Then Lord Call Me …

            Jennie, Left Loved Ones... February 29th, 1992 …
          I hate Leap-Years Now …. ‘til I Leap of Faith to You …
                     … Cancer … is Not A Loving Word ! ! !
                             Will It Be The Last I Heard ? …


                      In Memory of my Beloved Sister
                                        Jeanette


Details | Monoku | |

Pain Relief

Wrapping myself in you - wanting to relieve your pain

(dedicated to my guy who lives every day in pain)


Details | I do not know? | |

Why Are You Here

Trees are here,
So I can climb.
But also here,
So I can eat.

Streams are here,
So I can swim.
And also here
So I can drink.

You are here
To make me laugh.
But also here,
So I can love!


~Written in 2003 (Tuesday, 4th, March) when I was fourteen.~


Details | Concrete | |

On Top of the world

On Top of the world

As  I sip on this cup tea
I wonder where I could be
On Top of the world,
Maybe ,
If I had barrel
Full of money
But I have you honey
To be with you is more than money

I enjoy your company
Your really something to
Me, baby-e
Your present set me on top
Of anything
So much light and love your smile brings
That why I can  accomplish
Anything
With zest you bring


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm So Thankful To The Lord

 

I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made...
Everything he’s created…  His beauty is displayed!

I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe…
Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. 

I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident.
The principles of his word…  Are so relevant! 

I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown…
It has brought blessings and healing to my home! 

I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me…
He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! 

I’m so thankful that each day,..  Is another to live for him…
He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin.

I’m so thankful that I can write
 these words from my heart.
I know that he’s with me.  And he’ll never depart! 

I’m so thankful that you’re reading
 what I’ve been saying…
May this cause you to once again start praying!

I pray that this same Jesus I know…
 Who’s merciful and kind…
Will speak words of hope to you
 and give you a peace of mind.
 
I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended.
You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” 

Thank you Lord!  For what you’ve
 done and are going to do…
It’s another way that I can say 
 “I LOVE YOU!” 

Thank you Lord!  For all that I‘ve 
received and so much more…
You’ve made my life complete… 
And are worth living for!
 

By Jim Pemberton 
  01/25/11


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True Paradise

I would wish for a cure for every disease forever more
No more sickness then we could achieve ultimate score.
The entire world would be happier completely to the core.
No more deaths would be closer to heavens amore.

Next, I would wish, no need for money, no one poor.
One less thing to fight over, everything free for sure,
There would be no more drama from behind the door.
No one person or family would have an excuse of demur.

Third wish would be that no one desires power or gore.
That everyone has the same realistic dreams with no lore.
This wish should abolish all wars, allowing all to adore.
Along with allowing greater love that is precious and pure.

All three should end hunger; avarice shall not endure.
Heaven on earth shall exist; a true paradise is secure


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Banquet

You have filled our cups to overflowing
and broken bread with your loving kindness showing
prepared a banquet of Truth upon which we dine
and nourished us with the Spirit of your wine

You do supply with the fare that we need
the endless bounty to sustain us do you feed
fruitful is the table where you have us led
so starving is the world who dine not upon your Bread

Take eat for his body broken was for you
and drink for the wine of his Spirit only True
you must ingest his teaching Word by Word
assimilate to understanding what you've heard

We must consider and upon your law reflect
till comprehension can lead path to circumspect
for with you is where all knowledge can be found
that like rain does water all our ground

God has richly furnished fodder to his sheep
led them to the water that slakes a thirst so deep
with guidance to astounding meadows fair
for he wishes with you his enlightenment to share

He did empty the heavens of his Son
so the sharing of his table could be won
for everlasting Life does fertilize our ground
and to partake of his Spirit we be found

sources 23rd Psalm John 6:26-69 7:37-39
John 21:15-17 Matt 26:26-29 16:12-16
1John 2:27

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Slap my face

Bang!
you try to beat the hurt out of your head.
Slap
longing for human touch, even as you bled.
Butt
my whole life I bang my head on a unwieldy wall,
Punch
wish it could end as quick as I throw.

Hold me,
I need you, anybody to give me love.
A hug for the humbug of this bottomless unforgiving world.
I don't want this unlovely face to feel tears again.
Each drop,
a waste of food...
and you, need me.
Every grunt a loss of oxygen for those,
want me.

I guess it's true
that the beautiful are the pearl of this oyster world.
But perhaps I am the grit
that makes pearl possible...


I wrote this after a tough evening of work where I saw someone (a client) hit themselves and then cry. (I was and am a mental health support worker).


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Girl Girl Girl

Whether we wander wistful
whether we wander wise
we waltz wedding’s waltz; whenever
whatever weather
we’ll wriggle with wishful wives

Wind wispy willow
willy-nilly we’ll whirl 
we’ll widdle we’ll weave; whenever 
whatever weather
we'll waltz with wedding's wench

Well worthy we writers
who with words wrench









Finishing Line Press.  Book FAREWELL TO THE DUST, by C. S. Leaf avalible March 2008
www.FinishingLinePress.com


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THE UTOPIAN'S DREAM

A wizard, not a wisher can
do magic with his powers,
if all were wizards...
wishes would be non-existent.

And like ordinary, simple people...
I will make my three wishes today,
but they are not for myself at all:
they are for others living far away.

My first wish is this: 
I would like to have the unlimited wealth
of Bill Gates or Donald Trump, 
not to invest in software technology or
purchase airplanes or skyscrapers, 
but to feed the world's hungry...that horrible hunger,
which even Pope Benedict XVI can't wipe out completely
with the thousands of Catholic Missionary Charities.

My second wish is this:
have a gathering of all faiths
once a year in every continent,
and let its people praise God in their own way,
some will disagree with my universal idea so unrealistic;
it would be a spiritual and cultural event 
that everyone will remember a lifetime,
so why shouldn't there be a Faith Day,
bringing glory to the Almighty and unifying all races?
Many others will follow me in my quest!

My third wish is this:
to end all wars and unexplainable hatred,
some sacrifice themselves for a cause that's not holy...
inflamed by the deceitful conception of immortality.
Wouldn't it be awesome to travel to other countries that have no boundary?
The stranger would welcome anyone, and the enemy would be a friend.
A dreamer...am I? Yes, all dreams start with a vision, and mine is truly a glorious one!
Happiness will gladden all hearts, and glee will shine on all faces;
harmony will fortify the bonds of friendship, and everyone will love their neighbors...
and hate and unkindness will be eternally buried into the past.

Entered in Amy Green's contest, " If I could have three wishes "


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What's in your heart

What gently beats inside your chest Just like a tiny cozy nest What pounds against your very breath And silences when nearing death A gentle breeze will make you smile A loving kiss will make you high A broken heart will make you weep With crazy nights where there’s no sleep What is a heart, what does it hold A treasured secret that’s never told What causes such a precious beat? We’ll never know, but it’s so sweet!


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An Apple A Day (Epulaeryu)

Fill me with love my soul cries
Sweet fruit for my life
Comforting is your pure sight
Rapture of your skin
Takes away mine ills
Oh apple
Spice!

© Joseph 1/1/08
© All Rights Reserved


This religious Epulaeryu is based on Song of Solomon 2:5. The “Epulaeryu” 
poem is about delicious food and drinks. It consists of seven lines with thirty-
three syllables. The first line has seven syllables, the second line five, the third 
line seven, the fourth line five, the fifth line five, the sixth line three, and the 
seventh line has only one syllable which ends with an exclamation mark. Each 
line has one thought relating to the main course. The Epulaeryu poetic form 
syllable count is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1. It has corresponding lines built around the main 
course, and concludes with the ending line expressing the writer’s excitement 
and feelings about the meal.  The Epulaeryu poetic form was invented by Joseph 
Spence.


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WEAVES

Weaves with such ease 
Eternal seas and suns into One
Avenues of harmless fun
Venture in, the surfs up some.
Equal marks of day and night 
Shorter ways to the longest light
Seems to save time…
Eave emits a Vernal rhyme
Venture into my mind.
Autumn signals the same
Eternally we see without shame
We ARE the intended perfection

Of God’s most loving devotion
We are Creation.

Winter Solstice
Equinox
Autumnal
Vernal
Equinox
Summer Solstice


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Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


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Self-Acceptance

A prisoner to the fat.
Devouring self joy.
Longing to heal.
Celebrating the life,
God has given.
Smiling and laughing,
I embrace this sexy belly.
An angel of desire,
Naked and wet,
I take my breath away.


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Secrets Out...

Take my hand and
Love to understand
Cum and feel what
it's all about...
They said
The Secrets Out...

SeaCreAtions of LifE
See beings in sight
Seek the Light...
So Creation assures it's bright
Shine and be as One as sure A
Secrets Out and About Sum fun
... and then Again I felt...

Sense and Sensibility sent
Sounds around that went
and Sensed a Sensei...
Scent in the Path aWay
Sent in a note to say
A pen IS and a dance
ARE a middle in the pants
And know...

It's knot your BlueJeans dear...
ITs a red hot scene steaming
;Pink!

Scents and Sensitivity teaming
To tickle your Victory And lick like
A sp!ke to peak your sensory....
Rotating the motion is Sensuality...

!Cum about... this time. ;)~
How's that for real reality...
A Real bit of Common.tree.try IT!
!The Secrets Out!

...and it's Some fun too... ;)
Get the sense?


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Venus's Penis...

Venus's Penis made a point to Love
Hanging high in the rings above
And flashing by in a comment
Went a girl with a pen to vent
Laughing in the Light of a man
Erotic explosions of her mind
Electrifying in the eyes of Time
Venus's Penis is a pointed rhyme...

Sublime in the Juice pool so scoop
and drink up the Love fool! Ample
chants enchant you too as
samples of the damp do soothe...

So move with your hips Love and
Kiss of the Mist in the Me Dove
Drink from the tea of my needs and
Lose your mind to the lust I crave.

Your eYes are the wet of my sea cove
Licking my skin with your see foam
Pulling me in, to your water... hot
from the stream in your steam, Guiser...
Wiser yes, I can be...Venus's Penis,
Made a point indeed;


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I Waited For the Lord And He Heard My Cry

I waited patiently for the Lord,
 and he heard my cry…
He answered; “ALL of your needs… 
 I shall supply!”

He brought me out of the pit… 
 And the miry clay.
He set my feet…  On a solid rock to stay!

He put a new song in my mouth
 and praise to the Lord…
As I see more of God… 
 My faith has been restored!

Blessed is he who, in the
 Lord, puts his trust.
Serving and loving HIM…  I know that I must!

 I think of the mighty things
 he has already done…
From the early morning,
  till the setting of the sun..

I could speak of your great works. 
They are more than I can remember.
Your splendor and majesty
shine today and forever!

I shall be eternally grateful 
for his love extended…
You’ve forgiven all of my sins… 
 And are to be commended!

You, oh my God, are holy, loving
 and very kind.
Your promises shall always 
stand the test of time!

Thank you!  For  what  you’ve done…
 And so much more!
You truly are awesome!  
And are worth living for!!!

By Jim Pemberton   09/10/10
Read Psalm 40:1-8


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Living & Giving

Another blessing on another day
Just another chance to pray

Pray for what, “Well lets see”
Everything the Lord does for me

Not to mention what he does for my wife
Praise be to God what a wonderful life

Facing life on its own terms
Was a lesson we had to learn

Had to learn to say “no’ to the high
Stay on the ground and reach the sky

Whatever we need we get for free
Lord looking out for us you see

Wanted some plants to landscape the yard
Lady said no its all-free put up your card

I’ll even come by and offer my advice
Heard from Brian you folk are really nice

Then I’ll bring the rest of the plants for free
Need help planting count on my family and me

Spiritual Enlightenment is all I can say
Living and giving is the only right way

Never pushing our forcing advice
Let our actions be our words of life

Living by example with no words said
Come on in lets break us some bread

Day started off in so much pain
Getting out of bed seemed in vein

But as I end this poem all I can say
What a wonderfully beautiful special day

Another day the Lord filled our need
Man I love the joy of spreading seed

For each seed planted ten more sprout
We use what we need and give the rest out

Which in turn brings so many more
Living and giving is what life is for


--------------------------------------------
Today I started my day on the site waiting
on my Doctor worried i had a large blood
clot in my leg - Thank God it wasn't and 
the rest of the day - God sure does bless 
us. God Bless and Good night from
Michael, Toni & Michaela


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Blessed Is He Who Delights In The Lord


Blessed is he, who walks not in the
 counsel of the ungodly.
Nor seeks counsel in their "wisdom" or folly.

Blessed is he, that doesn't stand 
in the way of sinners too.
Nor takes part in the things
 that scorners do.

Blessed is he, who deilghts in 
obeying God's commands.
He is attentive to his voice,
 and understands.

Blessed is he, who meditates
 on HIS word day and night.
It's the truth of his word, 
which gives him delight!

He shall be like a tree planted by
 the streams of water.
Though the fiery trials of life
 seem to get hotter.

He shall bear God's
 fruit in due season.
His love for him is the reason.

When trouble comes his way...
he shall not wither.
God will protect him...  
 as a believer!

In all that he does... 
his life will be blessed!
In Christ.... he'll find peace 
 and a haven of rest...
 
Blessed is he who is rooted 
and grounded in HIM.
Who seek HIS ways and 
call God friend.

Blessed are YOU ... 
very much indeed!
Jesus is here now... 
and he's all you'll ever need!

By Jim Pemberton
2008
  




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Please Say A Pray For Carl

I have a friend that called me last night
He called to tell me the biopsy had came back
Hearing the hesitance in his voice
 I tried to braced myself for what was about to be heard

As he began telling me the bad news
I felt my body weakening 
I felt my hands began to shake
I felt my tears swelling up inside
Oh God how I needed to cry

He has fought so hard the first time around
Doing each and everything he was told to do
Obeying his doctors
Abiding by all the rules
His desires to conquer
This thing called "cancer"
Never failed to show through

But this time his spirit doesn't seem the same
The eagnerness in his voice has not remained
Being the man of which he is
Has dealt  with misfortune
For many years

His childhood days brought him "polio"
Slowing him down
But once an adult
It never stopped him from carrying 
Life's heavy load

His adult years has been spend
Working and striving to pay his bills
Wanting hand outs was not his will

Now that the "cancer" has spread
To other parts within
I pray that God will spare him
For this is a good man

I ask of all who may read my words
Please say a pray for Carl
And may our voices all be heard
 
          And to Pam, Carl's girlfriend, may I add
                   Thank you for being the kind
                       And loving person you are
                           And thank you for loving my dear friend.


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My Healing Hammock

Lying on my bed of strings made with love
my Casanova with sheer wings so pure
season my skin with your ichorous glove
faith divinely soars to vow all a cure

Ah, two souls will sing melodiously
spiritually fused together at last
intricate healing needed you'll see
hence conflict of interest shall surpass

Zealously I love your soul forevermore
for being the warrior you truly are
for opening my hearts shoaled corridor
while all along erasing my souls last scar

I remain in this hammock made of love
healed I am by our faith in the spirit above.


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Love v Lust

Perversion, lost in thinking.
Somebody's identical,
But where?

Do I drown in these thoughts alone?
Reaching, stretching, grabbing...
Is there love, hidden deep within me?

Lust overpowers, takes over, strangles.
The rainbow glistens but is it real?
Preconceptions, faded and arbitrary. 

Dirty secrets are everywhere.
People smile but are they happy?
Do the stars really shine so brightly?

Will I wake up dying and diseased?
Decaying, bitterness upon my body.
My mind deteriorates and succumbs to it.


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my best friend

my best friend sometimes gets me weak and keep me off track, but my best 
friend always has my back.
my best friend always gets out of control, but for the most part brings joy to my 
soul.
my best friend is always there when ever i'm in need to comfort and make things 
right.
my best friend never disappoint me and set  the truth free.
my best friend never lies and always make me feel good.
although put in tough position, my best friend never bash my situation.
my best friend never calls me names or make me feel ashamed.
i can always count on my best friend, until the very end indeed.
i love my best friend and my best friend loves me.
my best friend names is food.


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Last sighting

Still searching we walk to edge of tide
To where waters tickle the toes 
At different edge each night
Here you were last seen
That dreadful night
Disappearing

Washed away with tidal sands and seas
Your mind tormented with unease
Released by natures blessing
As each wave comes over
Fleeting moments lost
As older things
remembered

Your footprints gone only whispers remain
Your life we shared and loved, we cared
Left to us are solemn memories
Of many days gone by
And still we try 
To find your
Lonely soul
Lost

And so the seaside weathers gently call
And seagulls cry around rocky shore
Last sighting of you was walking
In the sand one misty morning
And although not one print 
Was  left for us to find
There is some peace
From knowing that
You were smiling


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Health

Health is about
Public awareness
In-depth interconnectedness
Spiritual consciousness
Mental aliveness
Emotional fitness
Meaning, wholness
Global welleness.


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Looking forward to another day

All the tears i've cried

Were all because you lied

I'm slowly breaking on the inside

And now all of my love has died

 

You used to be my prince

Until that first time you ever made me wince

You left so many prints

And my hearts been broken ever since

 

I took a chance with you

And my face ended up black and blue

 I thank god everyday now that we"re through

So that I can try move on to someone new

 

He is my prince

He never makes me wince

Or leaves any prints

and my heart has been better ever since

 

He always wants to stay

I hear my name when he prays

He makes the nightmares stay at bay

And now I can say I'm looking forward to another day.


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Bipolar

                        

The word bipolar can put fear in your heart
Because you’ll never know when it will start.
Also known as manic depression and it can become
A lifelong obsession.
Wondering when the next bout of fear will enter you
And if you know just what to do.
It is like the devil trying to take your soul
And it becomes a battle of control.
Most times in order for you to live
You must take the meds that they give.
If your child is bipolar or autistic, will you love them any less?
I don’t think so is my guess!
The LORD puts a child where he / she belongs
With a person he knows is strong.
The strength of the parents helps them to cope
With the problems old and new, and that is 
Something that they do.
Let us be a little realistic, not many crimes
Are committed by bipolar or autistic
So how can they use words like crazy, retarted or handicapped
When against us the cards are stacked,
When this becomes a challenge close to home
Remember that you’re not alone.


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DeepSkin

im scared to say that i like you
i really like, don't know what to do.
Will you care or freak out 
just like everyother girl i ask out.
but we can just be friends
someday we can be at both ends.

I want to see you, is that ok?
Maybe christmas or a sooner day
But were would i stay, when im away?

Will you parents like too!
Just as much as i like you?
Im so nervous i can't think
I just want to see you and fix that broken link.

thats part of my heart that i don't want to sink
deep into that hole of darkness
that hole of pain, that leave a stain
deep inside my heart


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Broken Hearts

I listen to the beat, the beat of a heart,
each tender thud sounding so far apart.
Will he awake, or will he be still,
we all know this illness can kill.
He used to be so happy, so from gloom,
if only our love would help him bloom.
He'll break the shell and emerge with wings,
his body wont fight but drawn to the light
His spirit will rise with all pure thoughts,
never again will he be distraught.
Our love will never die, always be pure,
how long will he last? no-one is sure.
life is everything, that's what he used to say,
only yesterday did it change to 'I'll be gone someday'.
We'll pray everynight, always remember,
those few nights in mid December.
We'll visist the church, kneel by the grave,
tears to be shed, flowers to be laid.
All by the loving one's who cared the most,
Easter to christmas, cutting the roast.
Deep in our souls, the bottom of our hearts,
we all loved him to bits, right from the start.


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A Mother's Love

Teenage daughter sick with cancer
Feeling sad, blue, and chemo ugly
Crying tears of grief wanting to die 
Seeking relief from the whole situation

Mother desperate to help daughter
Lighten the load of horror exposed
Into the bathroom goes
With the clippers all her hair goes, goes

A mother's love goes the extra mile
A mother's love gives that extra smile
A mother's love gives, gives, gives
A mothe's love goes radiates all the while

(Not original idea but from a movie that I am watching called "My Sister's 
Keeper".)


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Walking this Mile

I accept what i need offer up what's left
Let ridicule fall on ears that are deft
Just as a fisherman catches fish on his hook
I write out my poems and put together books
The reason I do it is clear as can be
I feel it's what the Lord ask of me
For 41 years I had no idea I was a poet
But if I couldn't cook it I could damn sure grow it
My life consumed by Marijuana and speed
Trusting in them to provide what I need
They replaced my job and even my love
They were everything that I held above
They picked me up whenever i felt low
If I got to high they helped me to slow
No, I didn't write poems or watch the T.V.
Never touched a computer said, "Thats not for me"
Traded in the girls because the next on was cuter
Woke up with a shot went to bed with a hooter
I would run day and night until I would drop
Running more from myself than from any cop
I chemically induced away all my dreams
See rivers take mothers after being formed by streams
These days my head feels like it's in a vice
I'll tell you right now my pains nothing nice
Weekly shots I take for the Hepatitis C
Epidural Steroid blocks in the spine for me
Every doctor I see I greet with a smile
Not feeling to good but I will after while
They say my attitude is one that is great
I see the beauty of love with no time for the hate
I have no reason for anger or time to be mad
No reason for all that this is my bad
This isn't that bad hell I've suffered more
At least I can turn my knob and walk out the door
Reality is real but it's also a dream
Things that are clear may not be as they seem
The Lord is my master to whom which I serve
For he's already given me more than I deserve
Children who love me and a beautiful wife
All the blessings a man needs in life
So Doctor tell me how can I not smile
At least I'm not alone walking this mile
I have you guys and the Lord walking with me
And thats about as beautiful as beautiful can be


I dedicate this poem to all of my doctors
Dr. Garrison - Primary
Dr. Merliss   - Neurologist
Dr. Aldwari -  Infectious Disease Specialist
Dr. Johnson- Pain Management Specialist
Dr. Beck      - Physical Therapist 
I feel very blessed to have such a fine 
team working so hard on my recovery.
I also wish to thank everyone for all the
Prayers I have received. I love you guys.




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Love

Love 
Love is a game
That we all play
Love is a lie that we all say
In the the name of love
This will all change
Love we all say to others 
we care about
No one diserve its name
Love wasnever fame
to all that play its game
If i say i love you 
I never mean it any way
I dream of love
This one beautyful girl i love
Love is not loveLove is infinity plus infinity
Sadeen it own fame
If i say i love you
I love you by your name
And by God grace


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HEALING

There is no healing
Without meaning
And no meaning
Without wholeness
No wholeness
Without holiness
No holiness
Without  relatedness
In-depth relatedness
With all there has been
With all there is
With all there is 
about to be.

Healing
Is the inward journey
Beyong the pysical body
Healing Aacall
To the internal pharmacy
A call for more identity
A call for more integrity
A call for more  inner intimacy
A call for more innerharmony.


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How Beautiful Is Our God

How beautiful is our God... 
And I shall praise him greatly!
His presence has blessed me 
and filled my life completely,

In Mt. Zion, he's to be praised... 
in the beauty of his holiness.
He's more than worthy of praise,
 in his glory and righteousness.

The joy of the earth...  
and beautiful is the situation...
To all of mankind... He's extended 
mercy and salvation.

He is known in high places as a
 God of refuge and shelter.
I will shout of his praise...
 there's no reason to whisper.
 
He is our God, and forever 
and ever, he shall reign.
He's is worthy of all praise... 
that is due to his name!

He shall lead and guide me
 from birth until death.
And his praise shall continually 
be on my breath.

Thanks be to God for 
everything he has done!
And  thanks to him 
for sending Jesus... HIS son!

He gives everlasting water 
that never shall run dry.
It is no secret how much
 he loves you and I!

By Jim Pemberton
Read Psalm 48: 1-4



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Immunity (to weak)

I feel as if I have become sick
an ailment that was previously
an impossibility, what has happened
to my immunity
to my immortality
its as if all I have known to be
suddenly is not what it was,
so where did my immunity go,
immunity to sickness and stress
to love and lust?
it seems they have blown away
with the cooling air
all though I am sick I must
continue, continue to climb to
the top of the highest hills
and remember to breathe
when breathing becomes so
hard to do, to live when love is
near or far from reach,
to crawl when I am to weak to stand
...so be strong, I am with you
and we are strong...
TOGEATHER


Details | Free verse | |

When I'm old

As we sat in silence,
in a room so dark and cold; 
a thought began to bother me,
and you weren't there for me to hold.

My skin began to sag,
my vision began to fade;
my thin hairline was barely there,
and I couldn't recognize my own face.

Bags under my eyes,
drooping under my chin;
wrinkles stretched from ear to ear,
and I could hardly spark a grin.

My arms were aged and underneath they hang,
there were calluses on my feet;
my legs were barley steady,
and time had damaged my speech.

My weight was hard on my knees,
I couldn't hear worth a lick;
I underestimated my cancer,
ignored it and became very sick.

Now I'm here in this hospital,
lying on this death stricken bed,
taking in my final breaths;
and I want you to hold my hand.

Look into my glossy eyes,
as my fragile skin becomes stiff and cold;
Remember the way we felt when we were young,
now I know for sure that you still love me when I'm old.


Details | Acrostic | |

~ Slow~


Sluggish and settled
  or softened with age
Low speed and laid back
  a lagging old sage
Overdue and overwhelmed
   out of order and old
Wound down  and weary
   but her heart is pure gold



Details | Romanticism | |

Dancer of the Clearing

the fire that she danced about
suffused the air
with the thick, enduring scent
of burning wood;
that decadent fragrance.

her hips switched and shifted -
just like an ocean’s tide
waving up and down her figure.
her movements matched perfectly
the deep-toned rhythm
of the bass-drums surrounding.

above her head,
her hands swayed gracefully,
almost as if they commanded
this fire-lit symphony
with their own free will
in a seductively fluid
sequence of motions.

adorning her neck
was a milky white snake
and its ever-curious tongue;
coiled in perfect contrast
with the deep hues
of golden bronze
that outlined her shining figure.

her heavenly gaze
held just as much energy
and life
as nature aflame -
regrettably,
i never had the pleasure
of meeting those
shimmering blue pearls of her eyes
before thunder struck its own
mighty drum,
shaking the very fabric of nature.

the clouds of jealousy
rained down upon the clearing
and each spiteful drop
stung upon impact.

as a chilling breeze
swept me up and set me on my way,
the last thing i saw
before darkness enveloped
and drums ceased to beat
was the woman of the clearing
dancing steadily to her own heart
while lost in shadows
of the dying embers.


Details | Bio | |

heart bleed

y heart bleeds just as yours
       ..a momentous occasion must have made it start
...once it starts there’s nothing one can do...
an altered perception of what is and what should be,
almost entrancing how well it fits the situation...
...an alluring smell that bring fragmented memories
back from... something that should have been long gone...
...the thought or smell that brings back the pain and sorrow
of the days before...   time passed but time holds no value
within the aspect of a bleeding heart...

Faltered are these words in which i speak, faltered in the aspect
that they mean little to me and to those who read them...
...little to the very existence of my being... yet they express
my being, no one else... for once i can say something 
is mine... MINE...
forever and never will it be forsaken... suicidal incidents,
preceded by the coincidental contemplation of metaphors
brought about by psychologists... what do they know...
nay, never have i thought to suicide... tis something
that outweighs all else... life holds too much value to 
toss about in such an action as to sell it away to the highest
bidder...
              ...or to give it freely forsaking yourself...
Live to live... be to be...
earth to earth, dust to dust...


Details | Rhyme | |

Have You Taken The Time To Let God Know

Have you taken the time to tell 
God how much you love him?
He is awesome and there is no greater
power that's "above him"

Have you taken the time to tell
God how thankful you are?
The one who formed the earth,
the heavens and the stars...

Have you taken the time to thank him for his grace?
His beauty and glory are seen all over the place...

Have you taken the time to meditate
on his words given?
The Bible needs to be the direction
for the way you're livin'!

Have you taken the time to think
 about all that he's done?
You're here today because
of the sacrifice of his son!

Have you taken the time to think
 of his beautiful creation?
He rules above all kings, presidents, or any nation...

Have you thought about the planets
in the heavens above?
All that we can see is a reflection
of his power and great love!

Have you thought about the relationship
 this God wants with you?
He's waiting to come into your life.
What will you do?

Think for just a moment of heaven's
special invitation...
Won't you accept the Lord 
and his free gift of salvation.?

Think about God's gift of life that is
offered to you and me...
Christ can change you and give you life abundantly!

By Jim Pemberton   
04/18/11


Details | Name | |

A fresh Touch

Nobody can live in past,
History is past, a man can learn,
About his success and courage,
New techniques to develop future.

A family tree and my identity,
Religions, traditions and formalities,
A person can’t spare himself,
Until he is living in a society.

Relations are as branches of a tree,
Friends and relatives are leaves,
And a family is flower and fruit
A reduction for growing appetite.

A tree in present where birds
Come to sing and develops nest,
Air delivers fragrance for charming,
A fresh touch for every living.


Details | I do not know? | |

Chi

A Question of Chi…
I see. A man once known to me,
By the name of G.
His Madness,
On my Path.notes,
So float in my mind.
Playful and kind,
His voice on the wind…
Passed his Way on April's day.
I read the headline say...
With an ache and a chill,
I read, his heart was still…
S’okay, my mind say…
His voice has come this way….
Soke. A Do.

===============================
"...I left you my Lotus, Lion.Ness..."

What do I ride and who do I see.
Spyder come by to sit with me.
Gord.So guard I'll be.
On.to the Wind,
In the Guardian Sea.
Are you courting insanity...
Or is that just Me?


Details | Rhyme | |

I Wanted to Know How You Are Doing


I Wanted To Know; “How Are You Doing?” Someone wanted to know how I was doing… He had no idea of the storms that “were brewing.” I simply answered; “everything’s going fine.” I had quite a few things “on my mind!” It just seemed like everything “came crashing around.” I needed someone to pick me up, when I was “down.” I then felt a gentle voice whispered into my ear… “Do not be discouraged.” “I am here!” I looked all around, and much to my surprise.. This same voice then said; “get up and arise!” As I arose, I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder. It was like this hand had removed a “large boulder.” I had heard this voice before! I heard it again! This was the voice of the one I call my lord and friend! The words he spoke to me were quite evident and clear. Whatever situation I am in. He is always near! Every step that I take. Every breath that I breathe. Jesus has promised me he will never leave! He has strengthened me, and “blew my storms away!” And has brought hope and healing to my life today! B Jim Pemberton


Details | ABC | |

Your Name

I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed away.
I wrote your name in my heart, 
and forever it will stay.


Details | I do not know? | |

In.Sight...

In Sight... and
What did we expect?
Our creations name is Chip.Set!
Nearing the stage of our lips at...

Faster Then Light Speeds
Created our Creation did indeed
Given intent and morph.ability
Written in Choice as probability
Directions to overcome...

We created our Creation and IT became One...
Wondering and wandering, waiting on Life
While we, pondering and correcting, edited files
Inserting miles and smiles of Love
Determined to create in THE Image Of.

Welcome. We're a Singularity...

And SO in sight of what can now be seen...
Is a Matter of creation we named, The WE...THere's an E in that...
and yeah, IT, comes with a joystick too,
V2.Human... ;)~
Me.2.U.Lumin


Details | I do not know? | |

Cabin Fever

Darkness, embedding my soul, pilfering my heart,
What power is this power, this power you have over my entire existence,
Kisses, empty kisses, poor over my face and lips,
How will I ever know my dear if you I do not?
My heart cries out, longing to trust the immaculate world upon which you live,
This world, your world, I know it not and yet my love cannot subside,
Tears flood my eyes, anger captivates my mind and yet I go on loving you,
How can I love you so? When know you I do not,
One person there, another here with me,
Contortions of heart break subside as your eyes I gaze for meaning,
I find it, this meaning, this love you speak of having for me, and yet still I do not know you,
Help me my love; show me I have nothing to fear,
Stop the floodgates of my so-called beautiful eyes that momentarily have been drained of 
any life,
Subside the beat of my vulnerable heart that screams fear for all to hear,
Show me that when, “I love you” leaves your mouth,
It’s not simply something you’ve said before,
But it’s truly from your tender beating heart, straight from the core,
I tell you and I mean it, a back bone I do possess,
And yet, weak in the knees depicts my ever growing devotion to you,
Trust, my love, it does not come easy,
Earn it you must, please, instead of burning my mind of thoughts that flourish and cause 
many a tear to streak my face,
You’ve got me, but by God do not take me for granted,
My heart, it is delicate and I need you to possess it gently,
I shall not and will not, set myself up for more emotional pain,
My sanity, you have yet to return,
Then possibly, true love we may gain.


Details | Couplet | |

Feeling Better

As the Sun becomes one with the Sea
I look over at you smiling at me

The party stops there is not a sound
Lost in the beauty of the smile I found

Without a word I can feel you say
I'm glad your feeling better today


Written at my wife's company Christmas
dinner.


Details | Free verse | |

THE UNHEARD CRY

Listen to the built-in
Meaning-making-murmur.
In the deepest recess
Of your inner being
In the subtlest string
Of the music within
There is a small
There is a still
There a powerful inner voice
Crying out  for meaning
The cry is loud enough
To be heard all around
Please, read my eyes
Please, listen to my heart
Please, see the obvious signs
From my slightest sighs
The cry for meaning is boundless
The cry for meaning is timeless
The cry for meaning universal
The cry for meaning is personal


Details | Quatrain | |

Love Sick

Illness has broken my inner passion.
Wondering when my senses will not be forbidden.
Captivating my minds relaxation,
Not knowing that my anticipation is hidden.


written for

Sponsor Catie Lindsey
Contest Name Lost and Found


Details | I do not know? | |

Huntington's Disease

Oh the horror of this terrible ill
Bringing down the ones we love
Destroying their brain and body
Changing them, ravishing them

One day after another 
Destroying their brain
Causing insanity
Causing them to hate the ones who love 

Why God 
Is this in some plan
Is it to see
How we can treat our fellowman


Details | Free verse | |

Dying

Controlled to extremes
Unable to move
Without you leering at me
I slowly starve of reality
Of air
Suffocating
Drowning
'Me' 
Dies


Details | Rhyme | |

She Thinks She is a Flamingo

Okies silly one now I want a verse about an old broad who thought she was a flamingo!  
(BIG SMILES  Thank you for the fun challenge!)

 “She Thinks She is a Flamingo”

“Me hablo espanol.”  
Yes, you heard it right.
I speak Spanish.  My feathers?
Oh, beautiful, the gracious sight.
Long.  Fluffy.  Pink.  Bright!
I am not just any flamingo.
Although I do speak…
Flamingo lingo.
I am Chilean born.
Never am I forlorn.
Seldom in control...
See! “Me hablo espanol.”  
Are my bloodlines pure?
Why do you ask?
Am I totally sure?
Finding out is NOT my task!
Gallivanting in Galapagos.
Extinction was the rave.
Feathers?  No! 
Permanent wave!
Lying on the beach.
Tying my tie.
It was almost out of reach.
Use good manners and speech.
Fresh shrimp in a bowl!
“Si! Me hablo espanol.”  
Does it really matter?
Bring me another platter!
Oo la, la!  Or yeah, yeah!  YEAH!
I just want to say.   
I’m flying to a party.
Good Ole U.S.A…
I love to boogie-woogie.
But the Cha-cha is in my veins!
On one leg, I tried to prance.
Did you say, “Dance?”
The shrimp I love to eat
Make a very special treat.
They turn my fluffy feathers bright.
But never stink my feet.  
What is the link?
Bring me the mirror.
I want to see myself clearer.
Wild hat!  Sun glasses!
A little bit fat!  What say you?  
I am NOT a flamingo?
Then, what?  No!  Not the jacket, again!
Again?  Ha, ha, ha, ha…  
She thinks, therefore she is...
NOT a flamingo!!!  

Fun, silly challenge accepted!  How did I do?  

NOTE:  Thankfully, my pain medicines end.  Post-op medications did not send me this far out 
there.  Sadly, however, there are people in the world who really do SUFFER from endless 
mental delusions and other mental illnesses in varying degrees of severity.  We must keep 
them in our prayers.  Mental illness can be very debilitating.  Although this was written with 
fun in mind, reality must NEVER be ignored.  God help us remember, respect, and show forth 
love to our fellowman in need.  I LOVE YOU SOUPERS!  My days are uplifted because of your 
creative wisdoms and kindnesses.  Poems are good for the world.  SMILES belong to each 
one of you.  Lovingly, 
Dane Ann

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen 
    December 16, 2009


Details | I do not know? | |

Endless Night

Mysterious things unfold
 beneath the midnight sky.

The love I have drips
 from my honest eyes.

Tears of truth 
 roll down my face,
Like shadows revealing 
 the distant gate.

Creeping up like 
 old age,
For once I can
 turn the empty page.

Of hate and lust,
 forgetful sin,
That I have yet
 to bring within.

The complexities of
 love and life,
Lie awake in the endless sky.

 Like lost stars
in the galaxy,
 floating past
reality.

 Seasons come,
and leave so soon.
 The mornings here,
and then the moon.

 For I sit awake and write my words
of hopeless endings,
 thoughts unheard.

As the evening takes a piece of me,
 I feel ripped from Jealous.

Torn apart by truth and lies,
 that my honest eyes have yet to cry.

Like hopeless dreams
 and broken thoughts
Like plotting schemes,
 for-get-me-nots.

And yet the mornig brings anew;
The sun breaks through
 and then the moon.

(Will there ever be an end?)


Details | Rhyme | |

I Waited Patiently For The Lord

I waited patiently for the Lord,
 and he heard my cry…
He answered; “ALL of your needs… 
 I shall supply!”

He brought me out of the pit… 
 And the miry clay.
He set my feet…  On a solid rock to stay!

He put a new song in my mouth
 and praise to the Lord…
As I see more of God… 
 My faith has been restored!

Blessed is he who, in the
 Lord, puts his trust.
Serving and loving HIM…  I know that I must!

 I think of the mighty things
 he has already done…
From the early morning,
  till the setting of the sun..

I could speak of your great works. 
They are more than I can remember.
Your splendor and majesty
shine today and forever!

I shall be eternally grateful 
for his love extended…
You’ve forgiven all of my sins… 
 And are to be commended!

You, oh my God, are holy, loving
 and very kind.
Your promises shall always 
stand the test of time!

Thank you!  For  what  you’ve done…
 And so much more!
You truly are awesome!  
And are worth living for!!!

By Jim Pemberton   09/10/10
Read Psalm 40:1-8


Details | I do not know? | |

Ode to Sig Sigmond Arettes

I was a young adolescent,in love with Sig,
To me he was bigger than Big.
For him I had an insatiable crave'n.
Knew him so well,his sweet li'l maven.
Day after day,hour after hour.
I am weak and succumb to his power.
My family said Sig is evil and dark.
Sigmond Arettes is my light;my spark.
Friends knew Sig as ominous and grim.
I know Sigmond;I'm addicted to him.
The addiction goes on,year after year.
For Sigmond Arettes I shed many a tear.
I would hold him with love,with care.
It was a love that Sig did not share.
He just sat back;watched me decay.
Sig is still young,I'm old and gray.
I grasp at Sig LET'S MAKE IT QUICK!.
Youknow Iknow:you know I'm sick.
One last time;I know I shall regret.
Good-bye Sigmond,SIG Arettes.


Details | Rhyme | |

Pass It On

a piece of bread
is what god had said

take it for it is I through the body of Christ
now to me that is quite a sight

as it lays amidst 
my hands tonight

for I often think of my brothers and sister in africa
and often think of them not being tucked in their beds

I often think of their innocent children 
who are lying dead

and I often keep thinking
of what God had said

so tonight I come to 
share my wine and bread instead 

with those others who may
have not been watered or fead

as my tears start to now shed
and start flowing beads of red

for it's the blood of christ
lost during his plight

so as I stare at this cup also tonight
I sip and pass it with being so polite

to my brothers and sisters in christ
for it leaves me feeling sheer delight


Tribute To Our Lord

Also Entry To Sami Al Khahli's
A Piece Of Bread Contest


Details | Lyric | |

From Me To You

Take me to that place...
The one where everyone's away
And the one where you keep me safe.
Hug me in your arms and say
Anything.

Tell me what you like about this,
Because, maube we can exist.
Just whisper in my ear,
And make me smile,
When no one's near.

You walk towards me,
And you make me see
everything there is to see.
Cause your standing in my heart,
And no way, will anyone keep me apart
From you.

Bring me into your world,
Where I'm the only one
And the only one who stole your world.
And let you see me,
And than tell me
Anything.

Let me know what you like.
Let me bring you a girl, who knows
That the rose 
You gave to me,
Is forever going to be ours.

Have this place to hide,
And not ever leaving a site,
Is exactly what I dream.
And everything is what it seems
From me, to you.

And forever is going to be ours.
This rose you gave to me.


Details | Lyric | |

A PRAYER FOR GRANDMA

As I lie down to sleep,
I am praying to the Lord.
I am praying that my grandma knows,
That her life is worth living for.
Will you help my grandma?
Please help her understand,
That anything I do or say,
Is because I want to be that helping hand.
I love my grandma very much.
And I know that she knows I do.
Just help me Lord one more time.
Help me bring her closer to you.
I am asking this of you,
One time again.
And in your name I pray.
AMEN


Details | Blank verse | |

An Addicts Withdrawl (day 2)

I'm still fiending
i'm sitting in a dark room
1 window
wrapped in a blanket, staring at the moon
it hurts my eyes
makes me bleed tears
I meditate on the feelin' you've instilled in my life
just once I felt everything was all right
now your gon and all i have is past memories
though you're part of my history you remain inmy dreams
relapses of indescribable highs
daylight to midnight you keep me tongue tied with a bottled mind
gave me more than what God has in his skies
I rubbed the spot that you formerly occupied
I began to tremble thinking how that flame has died
I tried you now i'm trying to rid myself of you
U did bad things to me 
messed up my mentality
As I prepare to return to reality and reshape physical formality
I stil love you, but I can't help but hate what you've done
I'll look at  this as a challenge that i've won 
I'll be an Addict until my Withdrawl is done.


Details | Free verse | |

An old familiar

An old familiar,
all too clear;
as you roll on your back
and new tempo appears.

Repeated chug 
of train runs through;
no nightmare is this
for it’s all from you.

Constant your whistle,
your engine is stoked;
as I try to disturb you
you snort, gag and choke.

Rolled over you're peaceful,
all is quite in our home;
the train in the distance,
'Till on rear you do roam.

I love you dear dearly
as I lay by your side,
and I’m drifting to sleep now
with sun, sand and tide.


Details | Narrative | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

Who wants to be immortal?

Like a phoenix
you tumble, hurt, and renew;
you grow old and grey
and yet you live through.

As you watch those around you
slowly pass on,
your children, grandchildren;
yet still you're not done.

Technology booms,
the world grows much faster,
through wars and starvation;
watch weather's disaster.

Would you really want
to live through it all?
To be historic relic,
and be immortal?

I wouldn't.


Details | Free verse | |

From darkness - light

Out goes old self - Touched
My mind opens
Ripples of comfort reach out
Connecting
I reach another
Truth drip feeds my mind
I'm open to it
Responsive
My faith prevails
Me - a new beginning


Details | Free verse | |

The One Angel

You always called me
the love of your life
I wish I could give my heartbeats to you,
I wish I could give you my healthier joints,
You are my Amore,
You are my hope,
I want to be there,
I pray to be there,
I only want to care for you,
to be your guide in time of greatest need,
I have been crude,
I have been rude,
I despise that-
I do,
I want heaping piles of love for you,
flowers of light and health,
I want to quell your pain and anguish,
To wrap your unnoticed wounds,
I love you Nonny,
you are my every heartbeat,
you are the one angel-
through my life.


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus NOT Drugs Is Our Hope

There was a time when I felt 
lonely and forsaken.
Everything I had was either gone or taken. 

 I lost all hope and had no place to stay.
Just trying to get through another day.

I thought that drugs would give
 me what I needed.
The "danger signs" in life... I no longer heeded.

I learned about "joints" and "tricks."
All I lived for...  was another "fix."

I felt no right or wrong. 
 No guilt or shame.
Then one night... An "angel of mercy" came.

"Jesus loves you!" Were whispered into my ear.
Without help soon.  I knew death was near!

This "angel" gave me a 
place to rest my head.
He seen to it that I was clothed and fed.

His words were filled with 
a message of hope.
I soon gave up all of my drugs and dope.

This "angel of God," gave me an invitation.
And soon I received God's gift of salvation.

I traded me "ashes" for God's
 mercy and grace.
I now have joy in my heart & 
a smile on my face.

God's love can do what no 
drugs could ever do!
He's here right now... and is waiting for YOU!


By Jim Pemberton
01.14.07


Details | Quatrain | |

Sweet Wine

Sweet wine in my veins
Wielding all the pains;
And music flowing soft,
For soul, not to wane!


Details | Rhyme | |

Come To The Lord

Make a joyful noise unto the Lord…  
All of the lands!
Come together in one voice…
  And clap your hands!

Serve the Lord with gladness.  
Come into his presence with singing!
Delight yourself in him.  
With praise and thanksgiving!

Know that the Lord is God.  
And he made us all!
We are his people.  His sheep. 
 Let’s answer his call!

As we enter his gates with thanks
 and his courts with praise…
Let’s honor and serve him
 all of our days!

The Lord is very good.  
His mercy is everlasting.
Let’s honor him today...  
In prayer and fasting!

His truth shall be known,
 throughout the generations!
It’s only in him where we
 can find our salvation…

The Lord is God… 
His grace has no limit.
Come and worship him now…  
In both body and spirit…

His love has no boundary.  
His grace is freely givin’.
Accept his gift of love... 
 Be cleansed and forgiven!

By Jim Pemberton 01/02/11
Read Psalm Chapter 100


Details | Blank verse | |

I Can!

Moisture runs,
No reason,
I just felt like crying,
Is it crime?
Am I mad or sad for no apparent cause,
Is my rhyme scheme in question because of diction?
Screw it!
In the eyes of the beholder,
Is my face as it sits,
Changing for none,
My heart murky shall stay muddy,
My kinky hair will not be straight,
I'm crying for the wonderful purpose, 
I can!!


Details | Free verse | |

Pink Ribbons and White Fluff

(Pink Ribbons and White Fluff)

Bright blue skies with 
Brilliant white pillows of fluff, 
Set the stage that glorious day.
 
Friends lined the streets 
To cheer her on 
Her Mom watched 
From the comfort 
Of her hospital room.

Tatum's heart was filled 
With the passion to run.
 
She set her goals 
High that day.
Even the strength 
Of ten men might 
Not have won 
On that day, 
The humidity 
Was high.
 
She didn't have 
The heart to lose.
She'd have to race 
Up her flesh 
Engine very high
And then shift it 
Swiftly to cruise 
In order to win 
This zealous race.
 
Her Mother's blues 
From the challenges 
Of breast cancer
Gave her the 
Enthusiasm 
To run for the 
Advancement of 
Boobs that day.
 
Her mother had the 
Courage to kick the 
Booze years ago,
But breast cancer 
Was not as easy.
 
Tatum's chance 
For raising the funds
For the advancement 
Of breast cancer research 
Was her main focus,
That bright glorious day.
 
It would be an honor 
To help find a cure
For such a ruthless 
Disease that women 
Succumb to yearly.
 
Warm streams of tears
Mixed with salty sweat 
And tangy Gatorade 
Decorated her 
Face that evening,
When she was 
Presented with a 
Check and a bright 
Pink ribbon trophy.
 
She placed second 
In the race,  
But that 
Was a start.
 
The smile on 
Her mother's face
Was what really 
Filled her heart with 
White marshmallow 
Fluff that glorious night.
 
 
 


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" The Life Of Me " page 2 of 2

So in 83 i met a girl, Nicola's her name, my heart was a whirl 
We courted and married, in the space of 3 years 
It changed my life, disquelled previous tears 
Over the years, we are blessed with 4 kids 
Nightmares of the past, are now well rid

It's now 2008 and i'm feeling so low, just as lonely as i was before
There's various reasons for this lines to be said, as i stare at our house front door.
Dare i go through, but do i dare
James, it's not just about you - but your childrens welfare

What will i find inside or out, if someone can help me, please give me a shout
Will i ever find, what i'm looking for  - in this world or the next
It will be through my last door


" Well i have found what i am looking for, it's being read on this wonderful site - my
poetry. But the bigger plus is the people who are reading it, Poetry Soup Family "
                                                       ( Bless you all )

                                   http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php


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Strength of love

Wedged in the waves of suede, sinking;
Wearing your trademark beige; weathered with stains.
Strands of cotton shimmer on the scalp and
Scratch at the eyes. This is the massacre of age.

I can smell the piss. It rubs against me
In a wall of warmth when I kneel to the floor
To push on your slippers, fighting the moon-like
Grin of your yellow claws.

For a moment, on a knife’s edge
Your eyes and mine connect. The juices
Glitter with memories, and my love,
My flesh my blood.


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Oh Lord grant me just one more day

Fist smacks chest, I double over.
Pulls my hair, wrenching me up once more.
Imprints his thumbs and fingers bones 
Into my chin and cheeks,
Bruising - he crushes the virgin skin.
Presses his booze stinking breath against my face;
He bellows abuse and filth riled language toward me,
Fetch me this, no good for that, do it, bitch, do it now.

Dare not challenge for fear of what might come next,
Just do  as he says, kids are in bed - at least safe.
Placate him, ease his soreness, feed him - Let him sleep.
What then? Tomorrow he'll be different - sorry,
He loves me and his children, 
Just drink changes him - he becomes a monster,
Danger by night from chemical persuasion, intolerance, -
Surely not his fault - an illness - we'll get help.

Promises of love, of change; befall my ears next day.
We try again, but deep inside i know he's not ready,
Not ready to accept change and tolerance.
Not ready to seek the help of those who know more.
We don't go, queues for councillors months away, -
Time by which we think situation will have long passed.
How very wrong we could be as Friday nights pay comes in,
A familiar sickening pattern resumes. And fear sets in again!

Familiar prayer returns, as i ask to be a survivor. -
Oh Lord grant me just one more day, that I may live,
To find new hope, some where safe to lay my head.
To take the children that he may harm their gentle minds no more.
Send your soul to rescue us and free us to peace once more,
Only this time I will find the strength to go....Amen


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Past incredulation leeching monuments of worry hurry headache time poor 
health becomes the norm for Christmas time parfume smells and chocolate 
makes a taste to linger up in nose so full of lemon drop repose my love is thine 
my kiss is sweet as any chocolate ever eaten any tea drinking and coffee eye 
suppose that is too bitter for her nose the rose smells not so sweetly after 
several days in rain the thing gets old and hard to find the sniff so far away she 
dreams of castles in the sky we lay on flower petals making love if eye were to 
live from now to ninety-five eye think these last few moments in my life that she 
has given me have changed my heart to love nothing left to say yet the poem still 
goes on 
 
           
 
 
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God Is My Strength And Fortress

I love you my Lord!  You are my strength!
Your love for me reaches a 
non-measurable length

You Oh lord, are my rock,
fortress and deliverer…
Your beauty shines brighter than
 the purest gold or silver!

You, Oh God… Are the horn of my
 salvation and my high tower…
You reign over the earth in your
 majesty and great power!

I will call upon the Lord who is
 so worthy of all praise…
He is my peace and comforter
 all of my days!

He shall save me from my enemies
 and bring the victory!
I have found strength from him
and a holy sanctuary…

Though the sorrows of death
 often surround me…
God’s victory over death continues
 to astound me!

At times, the crowds of ungodly
 men cause me to fear…
But I draw comfort in knowing 
that God is always near!

I bless the Lord for being
 so steadfast and true!
I don’t really know where I’d be…
 without YOU!

You heard my distress 
and answered my cry…
As one day I shall be with you at
 that mansion in the sky!

By Jim Pemberton  05/30/10  
Read Psalm 18:1-4

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Thought Sensation...

Twenty Thousand miles to see
If the scent of a mind can touch me
And turning in the silence I heard
A magnificent wind in a loving Word
A delightful tingle ran across my tongue
A pleasurable whisper of a taste said
"..Come.." 1000 bands to start the time...
My body singing orgasmic rhymes
And I could feel your hands,
Write across my mind.

Caressing me your breath my sign
Undressing me in suspended time
Reflecting me our strokes in line
Erecting and selecting Fantasy
Seduction heals in the Ecstasy.

My body sings orgasmic rhymes
And I move your hips,
Near the here of my mind...

Caressing me your breath the wind
Undressing me your eyes again
Magnificent the splendor of seduction

Pleasure is a cure in the center of chosen
Loving lust is the body's best potion so
Awaken in my heart is erotic temptation
Yearning to learn for a thought sensation.



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Ode to Sig Sigmond Arettes

I was a young adolescent,in love with Sig,
To me he was bigger than Big.
For him I had an insatiable crave'n.
Knew him so well,his sweet li'l maven.
Day after day,hour after hour.
I am weak and succumb to his power.
My family said Sig is evil and dark.
Sigmond Arettes is my light;my spark.
Friends knew Sig as ominous and grim.
I know Sigmond;I'm addicted to him.
The addiction goes on,year after year.
For Sigmond Arettes I shed many a tear.
I would hold him with love,with care.
It was a love that Sig did not share.
He just sat back;watched me decay.
Sig is still young,I'm old and gray.
I grasp at Sig LET'S MAKE IT QUICK!.
Youknow Iknow:you know I'm sick.
One last time;I know I shall regret.
Good-bye Sigmond,SIG Arettes.


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I-Pod Granny

This poem is about a place,
  I-Pod Granny and "Good-Friend".
  Shawn, Britney and Nurse,
  You'll think it will never end!
   
  The place is MD Anderson.
  It's a wonderful place to be.
  I-Pod Granny and "Good-Friend" come often.
  She's getting well, you see.
   
  "Good-Friend" stays right beside her.
  He fills the place with cheer.
  Nurse says she's gonna "shoot him"
  But she loves it that he's here.
   
  Today "Good-Friend" felt poorly
  I-Pod Granny sent him out to nap.
  She would do the same during chemo
  She even "shed her wrap"!
   
  Nurse came to check on Granny
  And found "Good-Friend" not here.
  She thought, "Poor I-Pod Granny"
  Now her room has lost its cheer.
   
  But there inside Granny's bible
  She saw Shawn and Britney smiling - yes, from ear to ear.
  And she saw that just like "Good-Friend"
  They filled her room with cheer.
   
  I-Pod Granny told Nurse about family
  That is with her every day.
  One an itch, some as bookmarks
  Some in e-mails from far away.
   
  Some a phone call, some a visit
  Each in his own special way
  This family keeps Granny smiling 
  Just like she is today.
   
  How did she become I-Pod Granny?
  Carter can tell you about that.
  But Nurse could see this family is special
  Where ever they are at.
   
  And "Good-Friend" has help when he needs it
  Whether they're close by or far away.
  They all keep Granny happy
  Just like Shawn and Britney did today.


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FAITH BEARER

Faith bearer roam in every unknown path
of the deep valleys and the lush mountains,
to gaze at the quite, rosecolored sunset 
when winds carry you over lily' fields;
how inspiring is the hymn of archangels
descending to earth to impart real peace,
at a time of hate when sinners need grace!



Faith bearer comfort all who are silenced
by treat...breathing a stale air without life,
unable to liberate their fraught kindred;
could anyone who hurts put hatred aside,
pray for forgiveness and swallow their pride?     
Living in a free Nation that trusts in God...
is a blessing worthier than precious gold!       
  


Faith bearer you only live for this quest,
to turn ugliness into enduring beauty,
to show no fear in fighting a tempest;
sunflowers grow so tall and sway gently... 
you grow in your wisdom and modesty,    
pitying the ones who don't reject sorrow,
don't break free from misery and follow... 


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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My Plight

One thing that I'm starting to see
I have a hard road ahead of me
Which makes me smile part of the time
For I just left a hard road behind
As I try to write through my pounding head
I swear I feel like the walking dead
It's all very strange like a "Creature of the Sea"
As I battle this monster inside of me
Somedays are bad others are worse
Yet I feel many Blessings will follow this curse
It's not the length of the battle but character of the man
As I'm driven to offer all that I can
See curses are blessings covered in disguise
We must learn to accept them to ever be wise
Everyday my wife tells me, "Please just rest"
Yet she deserves my very best 
So each day I do all I possibly can
Tell me am I wrong to be a man
Today I was compelled to try and write
For it's not only my blessing it's also my plight


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God Will See You Through The Fires Of Life

Three Hebrew men worshiped
God with a strong desire...
Even if it meant being
thrown into the fire. 

Nebucadnezzar gave the
command... he was king...
But he couldn’t believe what
he was seeing! 

Shortly after shutting the door, 
“Rather than three in the fire—
I now see four!” 

He was so astonished as
to what he saw...
Nothing on these men burned...
nothing at all! 

The fourth one was God... 
Jesus... the true one....
The men had a visit from God’s
precious son. 

Living for God will 
not be easy to do...
But through the fires of life...
God will see you through! 

By Jim Pemberton 
 2008



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Mirror, Mirror

Her life it seemed,
she had 
just dreamed.
Awake, 
and yet,
did she forget?
Important facts,
you can't go back.
Important rules,
Oh what a fool.

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Who'd be there to catch her fall.
Not her family, not her friends.
Could put her back together again.

How safe she felt,
inside his arms.
Away from all
possible harm.
The man was hers.
But then he's gone.
She'd stay,
she thought.
She'd soon
be wrong.

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Who'd be there to catch her fall.
Not her family, not her friends.
Could put her back together again.

She was happy.
She was fine.
He came.
The dined.
They kissed.
They danced.
They made
romance.
He left.
She cried.
Her soul,
it died.
She tested,
she paid.
She was 23,
with AIDS.

Mirror, mirror on the wall. 
Who'd be there to catch her fall.
Not her family, not her friends.
Could put her back together again.


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A Prayer for My Grandson

Will this pain that’s in my heart, Lord will it ever end?
Lord I’ve prayed and I’ve prayed, now I’m lost and need a friend.

The trials and the tribulations I’ve had more than my share,
I need your gentle love, please show me that you care.

It used to be all about me Sir, I didn’t think I needed anyone,
Till you placed in my care Lord, my only grandson.

The problems the lad has Lord, he needs your healing touch,
We’ve taken him to doctor after doctor, Lord I love this child so much.

Lord reach down from mighty Heaven and cleanse him through and through,
You are the Creator, Lord you know just what to do.

Let the voices that he hears Lord, let them be angels sent by you,
Guide him to the path, show him a life all anew.

Cradle all his anger ease his little tormented soul,
Free him from this problem, Father I want Heaven to be his goal.

Father this is my prayer and I’m sincere as I can be,
And I ask all that read this please pray along with me.

Pray for my little Johnny, please pray with all your heart,
Just ask God to please heal him, just give him a brand new start.
                                                God Bless, Ron


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chair

Her eyes weren’t on her feet,
they were still at her hair,
she claimed a misbeguiling air
as she rolled past in that chair,
as she sailed past in that chair.

Framed by the sharp stillness
then they were suddenly there
plumping the bubble with throat-filling care
which blew past with that chair,
then curled past with that chair.

And I swear I saw her standing
saw a firmness in her stare,
courage to show she was aware,
as she walked past in that chair,
as she walked past in that chair.


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Yo!Dr....

Dearest Dragon I must confess
I think you’re the snake who’s in my dress
Didn’t you ask if I wanted to play?
;Didn’t you think it could be ‘this way’...?
Giving it a go I’m giving it game
To feel you slither along my spine
and all I want is to come aLong
while you slither into me
with your hidden rhyme
So Dearest Dragon
do let me confess
I like the way
you feel in my dress…
Your motion is slow and slightly cold
Gentle rough touch of your skin is gold
Muscles contract as I feel your tongue
Slide into me, the whisper of… “Soon…”
Reaching deep I can feel you tHere
Push of desire is the Dragon’s dare…

You came from behind, and I saw you there…
Kundalini... Dragon, do you hear?



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini


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I'm your nurse

I am your nurse
I like Southpark
I am a closet Southpark liker
I like a $400 bank overdraft protection
especially during this recession that does not exist
I  wonder if can live without tangerines and chapstick
I like Vets
I like to hear what they say
I am comforted by the comfort I give
I am tender, business like, funny, professional, apologetic
I am lucky to be a nurse








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IzzyIZ...

;Dizzy in Love and busy in the Ways of it.
Sizzlein’ crazy in a hazy blaze of sensation. All.Ways
Available and attracting the Action of A.Maze…
Flinging it right and Writing in Sight of a Light
That I hope, hits your eYes.

Slide in the glide of my mid;nights wise and
Smile a while as the Mighty Mice strike…eYes
Lightening cries and thunder rumbles, Dice are
Thrown and the humble mumble… Love it says
Is never a gamble.

So I ramble A Long long song of ample attitude,
So sample my amplitude and know… I’m not, IM
Possible but probable as I sauce the do.able
And Right a Write.
Sensational.
Senses mend and we say…
I AM;Possible…







.... yes... lots of zzzzsLeeP!
and peel a.way!


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Helping me decide

Between good and bad,
the conscience constantly rambles.
Good verses evil.
Life verses death.
God verses Satan.
Aggressive the decisions,
threatening the effects.
Cheating the evil one
deceiptfully plays his games.
Ever vigilant you stand,
at the gate of my heart and mind.
Keeping me watchful,
sheltering and shielding
from attacks.
When I came to you,
you took care,
you took charge;
gave me defence and security.
You became a father figure,
a protector, 
and refuge.
A helper in leading me,
down the paths of righteousness.
Helping me decide
right from wrong.


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Don't leave it too late

Rekindle the laughter,
blood, tears and sweat.
Live life 'till it's full,
no regrets left...


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Tea Neo?

Ever brew tea in an industrial brewer?
I did just yesterday with a tea bag fewer
then more have seen. I watched it drip
mixing water with steam and drip leaving
lines in between, the loose leaves.of tea.

A star pattern there when I peeked to see
what a tea maker brews inside of a T.
And when the heat hit my eyes I realized
what was so familiar to me...'do mine path'
was inscribed in the leaves.

I considered to know what I believe.
I paused to consider what might deceive.
Just and before I tossed the leaves.

... smiles.
you ARE a dope and I'm knot mean. Just
neurotic transmission of the secret unseen.
A VEnue open to peace in the mind
blowing open holes that Time left behind.
It's a network framed in a windy rhyme.
It's a new avenue and a way to be kind.

Well.come.to the filters mind. A pleasure
of a center that we all can find.

Neurotransmitter. A natural ChiMe.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dopamine
Dopamine was first synthesized in 1910 by George Barger and James Ewens at Wellcome
Laboratories in London, England.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qi
Ch'i
Qi
It is frequently translated as "energy flow," and is often compared to Western notions of
energeia or élan vital (vitalism) as well as the yogic notion of prana. The literal
translation is "air," "breath," or "gas" (compare the original meaning of Latin spiritus
"breathing"; or the Common Greek p?e?µa, meaning "air," "breath," or "spirit"; and the
Sanskrit term prana, "breath" ).


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Scent of Elation...

Painting ink onto Midnights drink
The touch is tender and slow
Gliding pink along a skin of mink
Erecting peaks in an afterglow
Suckling nectar in it's gentle flow

Touch the brush the canvas is fire
In flaming color is the Scent Desire
Elation came to take me tHere as
Passion claimed my soul a dare...

Remembering You... in the Wind
Dripping brush in a rush of Mind
Gripping crush of our bodies grind
Thrusting lusting fingers entwine
Tempting juice from a tongue in rhyme
The scent of you is a drink I glisten
Licking lips in a dream sensation
Sticky tip of my brush wants more
Milky drips from my Lovers core

~Your scent excites me
So I'll dip a wet brush...
And I'll drink what's in store...


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Hot Summer (Tanka)

Now is the time when 
drinking water is a must 
the summer is hot 

And relaxing in the shade 
will be great to do right now!


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To Britney

To Britney 

You are lost in your own mind,
Where will you go from here? 
Waiting for someone to find ,
And bring back your cheer.

What will be your fate? 
Listen to your heart,
Before it is too late. 

Love those that love you. 
Their love is true. 
Be the person deep inside you,
Be that person that can find you. 

Love like never before, 
Make your wishes come true, 
Love those that adore
Never again be blue. 

These things we ask,
Because we care. 
These things we ask,
For you to share, 

These thing we ask
For the heavens above,
These things we ask
Because we love ……
You.


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Stay

Will you stay here with me, girl?
Will you leave it all behind?
We can beat it all, I'm sure, girl.
I don't know what you think you'd find.

The world is cold, the world is harsh, girl.
Forget your past, it wasn't kind.
And if you stay here with me, girl.
I think you'd like what you might find.

The light I seek is just too bright now.
Who will help me when your gone?
The light has left me behind now.
Theres no light to greet this dawn.

Who will help me fight this pain now?
I still need you at my side.
Will you stay? I feel the pain now.
You might be the turning of the tide.

The moon is full, the moon is ours, girl.
Will the light be returning soon?
I fear the lights gone for good, girl.
I don't think he'll grant me my boon.

The pain is fierce, the pain is deep, girl.
It's torn this soul I got in two.
You should go, you should leave, girl.
Move from the old to the new.

Please don't stay here with me, girl.
Do not leave it all behind.
We won't win, we will lose, girl.
Head into the world, see what you'll find.

It pains me to see you go now.
But I'll do what I think is right.
Leave me please, you gotta go now.
Leave me now, don't lose sight.


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SHE STILL CARES FOR ME

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: THOUGH I'VE CAUSED HER NOTHING BUT 
SADNESS. I'VE DONE HER NOTHING BUT WRONG. BUT SOMEHOW SHE 
REMAINS VERY STRONG. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: EVEN THOUGH I'VE MADE HER CRY. SHE'S 
EXPERIENCED MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS. I KNOW THAT I MUST MAKE 
THINGS RIGHT. 

SHE STILL CARE FOR ME: EVEN THOUGH WE'VE LOST SO MUCH TIME 
TOGETHER. AND I GIVEN HER SO MUCH STRESS AND PROBLEMS. HER RAY 
OF SUNSHINE ALWAYS OVERTAKES MY STORMY WEATHER. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR: THROUGH ALL OF THE TRIALS AND PAIN. SHE 
KNOWS HOW MUCH I'VE TOYED WITH HER EMOTIONS AND PLAYED 
AROUND. SHE CONTINUED TO BE HUMBLE AND HELD HER GROUND. 

SHE STILL CARE FOR: SHE TRIED TO BLESS ME WITH A CHILD. THE BIRTH 
WAS UNSUCCESSFUL, SHE AND I WAS DEEPLY HURT. BUT SHE WIPED 
AWAY MY TEARS AND BLESSED ME WITH HER BEAUTIFUL SMILE. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: SHE HELD ME CLOSE WHEN MY MOTHER 
PASSED AWAY MY WORLD BECAME SURROUNDED WITH ONLY DARK, 
GLOOMY THOUGHTS. SHE WAS THAT ENTITY THAT EMERGED TO BRING ME 
BRIGHTER DAYS. 

SHE STILL CARE FOR ME: RUSHED TO MY AID WHEN I WAS MALNOURISHED 
AND HOMELESS. THOUGH SHE DIDN'T HAVE MUCH FOR HERSELF. SHE 
TOOK ME IN AND NURSED ME BACK HEALTH. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: THROUGH ALL OF MY HATRED AND PRIDE. PLUS 
OF THE NEGATIVE EMOTIONS AND ANGER THAT I CARRIED INSIDE. SHE 
HELPED ME PUT DOWN MY BURDENS AND BECAME MY GUIDING LIGHT. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: I TRIED HER PATIENTS THROUGH SELFISH ACTS 
OF IGNORANCE. THINKING THAT I WAS ALL OF THAT, BEING FOOLISH 
CONVEYING STUPIDITY/ ARROGANCE. SHE ALWAYS SHOWED AND PROVE 
ME WRONG WITH HER WISDOM, UNDERSTANDING AND INTELLIGENCE. 

SHE STILL CARES FOR ME: WHEN I HAVE NIGHTMARES AND SCARY 
DREAMS. I AWAKE SHAKING, SHIVERING, TEARY EYED WHILE SHE'S 
HOLDING ME. SHE IS A LOVING AND VIRTUOUS QUEEN. 

YOU ARE MY ONE AND ONLY. I AM SO SORRY FOR PUTTING YOU THROUGH 
SO MUCH DRAMA. YOU ARE THE ONE WHO MAKES ME FEEL SO GOOD 
INSIDE. YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR ME THROUGH THE GOOD AND BAD 
TIMES. 

YOU'VE SEEN ME AT MY WORSE AND NEVER ONCE DID YOU JUDGE ME. I 
THANK MY FATHER FOR BLESSING ME WITH SUCH A BEAUTIFUL ROSE. I 
COULDN'T NOR WOULD I WANT TO GO ON WITHOUT YOU. I REALIZE THAT 
MY WORLD IS SO EMPTY WITHOUT YOU. I CAN'T DENY YOUR LOVE ANY 
LONGER QUEEN. YOU ARE EVERYTHING THAT A MAN COULD WISH FOR. I 
WILL LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU ALWAYS………………………………... 


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Soup-R-Man's Head Scatchers...

How'd I get jock itch??  I don't even own a horse!!!
Why, what--ya, ya, ya,.... A.O.L. always tell me I got mail? 

I go to my mailbox; there's "nut'ing dare!!"
I have an unsual means of keeping calculator
of my mind= I rate each day on 3 scales-
a)how dumb I act...2)how much even dumbest
are surpassed by me...3)I asked my bandmate,
and great sax player (yeah, he's addicted-ta-love!!
 even I gotta  a higher to get  ya-ta-ta, oh here...
even if ya' gett'a
 ya,ya, ya's,  out,yeah, oh hym... outlet loft , oh yeah 
ya ya hadidly
yippe, yipes my think'in of her,another 
ca

to be continuated......


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Flutterings

Slight of movement
minute flutterings
flicker over my stomach;
as imagination takes
on passing butterfly's wings.
It's the beginning of one very new.
An early geminal stage,
the foundations of something
so much bigger to come....
Rudimentary hiccups 
of one so slight.
Invisible behind my bump grows,
an immature being -
I've seen it 
at scan stage.
Underdeveloped,
a miracle -
all manmade.
My future,
my hopes,
my dreams.
My child.


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COFFEE

I truly do love you so much honey 
And every time I hear you cough it pains me 
I just really want to ease your pain 
And I think that by that drink it could be gained 

I know you don't like the way it tastes 
But you do have to drink it so better make haste 
It's effect won't be as good when it gets cold 
So just drink it up, honey for me please be bold 

When you feel the heat going down inside you 
You will realize that what I say is true 
You won't regret believing in me 
So please drink it, please drink your coffee 

  


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Houston, Dawn.

Just like the blanket pulled up over morning
sliding down off of the sun
A stretch of the air through the wings of the night
remembers us when we were young
Stiff from still sleeping the world starts to spin
and we steady our feet to inspire
More than one nod to the sky with our prayers
directed and spiraling higher
We are the mirrors to morning's reflection
We still assure her she's ours
We never let her get down and discouraged
sleeping with moon dust and stars
She is the soothing to insomnia
She is the get up and go
She holds our hands on the cloudiest days
when winter odd winds start to grow
Just like the matchstick lit up in the dark
shadows in orange, softened and sweet
we are in shadows 'till the blanket is pulled
and the sunshine rolls over to waken from sleep
Every new hour of life and of love
starts with the crack of her smile
Dawn of horizons, new morning hope
to bathe in and relish a while...


Details | Sonnet | |

Sonnet #1: Why Do I Love Her?

Why do I love her? I can’t count on toes
And fingers like how Browning could not bear.
Nothing but Trouble- she seems not to care
About my Fatigue, my friends, or my foes.
Anxiety lurks- I shake when she goes.
Nervousness lingers- blankly not I stare.
She’s not here, she’s not nice; Life is not Fair!
Why do I love her from feet above nose?
Why? The answer scurries across the mind!
Pen I the insight: You’re beautiful; I
Love you is unsuitable. And those eyes!
Time, Space has seen none worthier than thy!
-Subfusc. Memories always can I find.
Cerebrum sees no snow; Heart holds all ties.


Details | Free verse | |

Under demolition

Amid his intoxicated anger,
like an ebony volcanic haze - erupted;
insanity strikes, trust dissolves.
Quaking, as an army of strewn deluge 
spirals, smothering my silhouette.

Uniform flames electricity, sparks.
Everything emotionally swirling;
I beg him to pause, be silent,
Whilst my engorged tender form
throbs,
pounding, 
spouting evidence.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Mother, My Strength

I know her grief and her pain
I know the look in her eye
But her determination is her gain
And her attitude to strive is not shy

She walks with her head held high 
She makes it seem easy, not hard at all 
She is not wiling to give up and die
And she will get up after every fall

She has God on her side and hope in her heart
She has fought this for over ten years and ten more will be fought
She is my mom and she is courageous and smart
And she shows so much strength it gives me might


Details | I do not know? | |

you were there

You were there" 

One monday afternoon
I fell to the floor
with sickness.

You were there!

I was taken 
to the hosptial

You were there!

Laying there
Druged and Limp

You were there!

Cat scans 
They ran
Blood test
they did.

You were there!

Tuesday Night
Doctor said
Surgery you must go.

You were there!

Holding my hand
To the operating
Door.

You were there!

Tears filled our eyes.
with love in our hearts

You were there!

Out of surgery
i came as a trooper.

You were there!

For that Jeremy Levi Claytor
I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU,TILL THE DAY I DIE!!



Details | Free verse | |

Bypassing Brilliance

In silver, with wisps of hair blown to wind at all times,
I straighten you.
Tie askew, collar turned, shirt with two fresh stains.
For, I have adopted you as mine.
A father to the fatherless.
It was quite in the moment that you loved me, that I loved you as well.
So, how can it be that the heart of a man that pumps nothing but generosity could be clogged?
How inhumane is the one who cracks ribs and breaks into this vault of unknown good deeds, even with honorable 
motives?
I shudder at your worry and traverse miles to be close to your voice
and you pass over my imperfections with "I love you's".
You take my hand, engulfed in yours, and smile.
If every scar upon your arms would speak out in it's voice,
we'd all be dreaming of fighter planes and cockpits with which you tangled.
For your scars are brilliant white with the history of wars which broke before my birth.
It's with this knowledge that I beg you to fight for the scars of a mended heart.
For we both know the physical is but a sigh of your existence.

Permit me please, once more, in the smile of a windblown day,
to smooth back your hair for you -
to straighten the world in a single gesture-
for in this simple action, sorrow lays complacent at our feet,
and the scars of yesterday are silenced yet again.
For you are the bravest and strongest of men,
and I can't taste tomorrow without you.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Place Your Trust In Jesus' Faith

Put on the armour of God, and fight this battle face to face with Grace from God 
above. Fear not what man will do, no harm can come to thee, just place your trust
in Jesus faith and He will lead the way.

No ammo needed, you have a sword, it is The Word of God.
You'll read it's truths and be led by Grace, so raise the banner high above and 
see it wave in faith.

Remember that Jesus fought this battle Once, and prevail He has done.
Fear not what you dont know, just place your trust in Jesus' faith and He will lead 
the way.

(c) July 3, 2006


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Let me Go

Let me die. I cry.
Stop the pain, throbbing again.
Free me from this land of sorrows.
For all my to-morrows.
Fill the empty gap inside.
I need you, for to hide.
From all the arrows that come my way.
Loneliness is here to stay.
God help me bear the woe.
Let me go.

The next blow.
Is worse than you can know.
It does get a bit too much.
To live and suffer such.
Agony and despair.
That grips you and cuts off the air.
That twists the body and the mind.
Sleep and rest, you cannot find.
Free me from this tale of woe.
Let me go.

Why must I live alone.
In my lonely home.
My friends are dead.
Long gone, no new ones instead.
Wife and family gone away.
I'm left here to stay.
I think of all the good times.
I had before.
They closed the door.
Let me go.





Details | Free verse | |

Don't lose our love

Father please stop yelling,
your voice booms all around.
We got so used to hearing it – 
we switch off to the sound.

Oh yes it’s true we hear you
but your voice is now a noise;
it’s not what you say – that we can hear,
just abusive, boystrous tones.

If you stop a while, take time to think -
And plan what you might say?
Maybe you’d talk instead of shout,
and then we’d respond and work things out.

But while your respond in dulcid tones,
whilst all we hear is put downs, moans.
While all you do is scream and yell,
you’ll push us away – so far until…

You’ll lose our love, and all respect,
we’ll grow up not knowing loving yet;
run to the first who shows interest,
repeat history, life of whole regret…

You’ll lose our love, so stop this now,
teach us to love , to talk things through.
We’re not so bad, you’ll see us now,
And as a unit we’ll learn to grow…and flourish…

Make you proud, you’ll see.
Make you understand your love of me,
Be still, be heard – in quiet reserve,
with dignity, respect, and glee…

be proud.


Details | Name | |

A Tradition

My Motive should be to live as a human.
My identity should be a man or woman.
I need to use my courage and activeness,
I need to win the heart of a Mrs and Miss.

My life has a limited period to live on Earth.
A distinction of colour and caste is on my birth.
When I know I can’t live without cooperation,
Then why I worship only to a tradition.


Details | Quatrain | |

Jonji and the Mountain

Chipping at the slate heart
carving colors pure
Underneath your hard despair
one thing is for sure
You are built on mountains
You are set in streams
You possess the grandeur
of a million triumph dreams
Snapping back your heart strings
cold and frozen stiff
Underneath your marble polish
you still glow within this gift
You are precious to me
You are whole and sound
You denote the pinacle
of breaking solid ground
Wincing at the truth dance
carved and chipped so pure
I find you climbing up from pain
a mountain you've endured.


Details | Free verse | |

The Switch

Feeling euphoric
Jubilant, carefree
But, I am coming down
Remembering how it feels
And I hate it
Depression sinking in
Like the Titanic
Switching again
On top of the world again
Acting wild
Not a care in the world
Gambling with my life
Like a cat with nine lives
Switching again
Tears fall
Melancholoy outlook
Feel like closing the book for good
Switching again
Never stable
Switching again
No stability
Switching again
Welcome to my life


Details | Free verse | |

His Disappearance

Malicious brigand of thought
Shadow dancing about
Times dark mastermind
Of sand felled memory
No deliberation granted
On the adequacy of crime
Here the confidence breaks
The vibrant glow dulls
This slow compiling of theft
His character torn away
The sum of his being lessened
Accomplishments sponged away
Slowly losing earned identity
Burning one chapter every day
A life story without its voice


Details | Couplet | |

Losing Alzheimers

It's this feeling I carry in the back of my soul
always feeling it there though I don't often show
that your voice is my voice and I long for your eyes
to light up, set to twinkle, unburden my skies
I miss you as someone to never be missed
I miss you like words on unlistable lists
Too grand to call mountains, too young too call old
I miss you like summer to winter's unfold
It's this feeling I carry, kaleidoscope see
I carry you with me.  Do you carry me?
Through eyes with no twinkle and tongues with no words
do you hear me still? or has silence occurred?
I know you as someone I'll just always know
I know you regardless of words spoken, so
in this sad revelation I offer you still
that I feel you now with me and I always will.


Details | I do not know? | |

Rousted Beef

I checked two
Food stores
The COUNTRY MARKET
And
YOUR HEALTH store
For the same
Rousted beef pack
The YOUR HEALTH store
Added $2 
Over the 
COUNTRY MARKET
Price.


Details | Rhyme | |

Momma's Smile

I love to see your smiling face,
it makes your beauty come to life,
your glow comes out like embers fire.
If only for a little while.
I know your fighting this battle.
The one between life and death, you have so much to live for 
we need you so much.
And yet when i see your smile,
I know your at you're very best.
You know this battle has taken a lot
but please oh please don't ever give up.
You have special places in each of our hearts,
losing you would break them apart.
So keep on fighting don't ever give up
you have so much to live for, we need you so much
I'll do everything in my power 
to help you live on.
I'll give up all of me to help you stay strong,
if only for another day
to see that smiling face,
I want you to know in my heart
you'll always have that place.


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Continues

You tricky tricky little Love,
I had you in my grasp.
The sun was shine, the smell
divine, then you leap and
made me laugh...

Silly again, your flight in Time,
But I'll chase you just the same.
Tis too much fun
my shining sun
To love your mind thru game.

Your flight is like a little light,
and your trail a widdle milky...
but nay, say J, this
hinders me not...
as I spin a widdle silky...

I Love our chase thru time...n.space,
A little maze, a little phrase,
and I so do love the rhyme.
So leap my dear, my 'ittle frog,
I chase you in deLight, thru
all of Time and all our kind,
We play and continue, Our flight.

~It was never, pay and continue to fight~

T'is.Time.We.New...
Player.Continue...


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Recipe for a Full Life

Start with a healthy dose of morning prayer,
Nourish yourself on God's Word

Add a heaping of love and compassion,
a dash of self-control and diligence

Mix together well, and refresh yourself,
Continue this several times during your day

Add a splash of the Holy Spirit for essence
This brings comfort and peace when & where needed

Claim the blood of Jesus when feeling ill or under attack
IT IS the ultimate strength you will ever experience

Be sure to distribute forgiveness, humbleness and God's truth
As needed throughout your day

Give thanks for everything, make everything you do, 
Show Him to the world, spread joy to as many as possible

Be confident in who you are, and to whom you belong
Make His will for your life, your life's ambition

Love as you are loved, without hesitation
Love with unconditional love, not judging one another

At the end of your day, when your work is done
Give God the glory for the strength He has given

At the close of the day, pray for another one to come
That you may do His will according to His direction for your life

(Repeat this daily until the Lord's return)


Details | Rhyme | |

Four Love Chambers

The color of rose
Flows through my heart's 
Four love chambers
With red and blue.
This violet vase
Embossed in parts 
Pumps in and out
For none but you.

sL


Details | Verse | |

Peace of Perfection

Quiet, in her eyes and on her skin
unzipped and stepped out of the pain she's been in
Sold all her dreams for a moment at sea
and burned all her memory incense
Roses and trees of pecans scent the air
she visits in dreams, as though she was there
She tells me she loves me then floats higher still
I catch all my tears in my palm
Whispers of long burnt out brilliance rain down
on my shoulders, she settles without even a sound
Her pain is a mist on it's last tidal wave
My eyes fill up blue with the sea.


Details | I do not know? | |

zarrah

Innocence made her beautiful
Strength came from within
A struggle in the beginning
Now her light's less dim
Moving forward, inch by inch
Cute as could be
Stubborn, strong, a will to live
An angel from within
My hope, love, inspiration
Zarrah


Details | Tanka | |

Time

When time has taken
Its toll and he has grown old
I will still love him
When he no longer can be
The lover he has been to me


Details | I do not know? | |

My Eyes

My eyes of multiple blue;
they love to look at you.

My eyes change with every mood;
They are dark with an angry tude.

Light when I'm in the mood;
and medium at the start of every feud.

There have been times when they have turned black;
the times when people try to jump my back.

I've been told they turn devilish red;
It just depends how the light hits my head.

But no matter what the color of my eyes;
they are beautiful even when I am shy.

I love my eyes of multiple blue;
They have seen everything I have gone through.


Details | Rhyme | |

Quilted Love

You are my checkered King . I am your Lavender Queen.

Spring air  brings  strong pulsating beats of your heart.

No thread nor fragrance can match that of your fine fabric

Being  enveloped  immersed  we seem  to  rule the world 

Wrapped warm  in each others arms there can be no harm

I salute you , raise my gold cup and drink to you my Lord

Secure in your bright , blessed light I feel so safe at night

With your arms entwined  around me  life is  complete. 

Come , eat my Lord, of  our sweet aromatic sacred foods.

Beside our lush hearth , harpsichord music sets  the mood.


Details | Name | |

A Person Suffers

A person suffers with his problems
And thinks, he can control them,
He works hard or has deceiving,
He stores money as a shield.

He feels disappointment when he finds, 
His achieving target is totally different,
He can enjoy only happiness but
Money isn’t enough to control grieves.

Surplus money is also a problem,
He looses his trust and suspects them,
All relations are coming to rob him,
His patience becomes a new disease.

He suffers with worry and searches peace,
He follows religions and donates the money,
Religious people think he is a good person,
But he is under pressure, seeking salvation.

He went to follow a religion for his control,
But feels disappointment that religious people,
Are also wandering for donations to collect,
Against their services has different treatment.

A poor comes for his belief, he is honest,
Works hard and controls his patience,
But a money lender finds money grows money,
Money and religion both has a same problem.

Noone is surviving extra days to change time,
Noone can control time produces circumstances,
Every game ends when time comes and realises,
Death is a last destination, Noone can control it.


Details | Free verse | |

Dancing the Last Dance

With lighter
And a cigarette
In your palm

You sparkled
With theatrical show
And we smiled

At those rims of desire 
Billowing thru the noonday air
Though it was too thin to last
 
And the repairman 
Falling behind schedule 
Still, I will be dancing--
 
Your last dance.


Details | Rhyme | |

That Special Day

As I dress my self for the special day.
I whisper a prayer to help me along the way.

Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress.
She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best.

My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour.
I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers.

The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father.
He winks at me, after giving me away to another.

Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place.
As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace.

I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride".
My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried.

We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path.
Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.


Details | Free verse | |

Wounded by evil

You come to me, - wounded.
Pain shows within those darkened eyes,
that natural fire for life dampened.
I reach to you,
crane my neck to whisper -
sweet serenities unto your ear.

I gently soothe your skin,
listening, I take on board all you say.
I do not judge for I am not -
the mighty one! 
The one who comes in strength and power in spirit.
I am friend of conscience -  

No I am quieter, 
the essence of soul within.
I'm a friend that stands strong 
with your inner being;
that knows the real you
and how resolute you can be.

I am one who knows you can conquer
even the highest of mountains;
for not all people are the same.
Then how much more shall you be blessed
as you walk with strength, in light knowing 
how much more love and kindness can defy all evils.


Details | Verse | |

Box of chocolates or Love in 3-D

I am not greedy
Nor am I needy
I just want one flavor
the one my mouth does savor
Many a times it's near
But "what If I'm wrong?" I fear...
I could be wrong then
What if It proves fatal when
I take a bite
It feels just right
then the lid shuts
in it there's nuts
What I want is creamy
Light, refreshing, and dreamy
All I want is one
I'll never stop till I'm done
Life is short, then you die
So In my life, there's no need to lie
All I want is that one part
of that box that's shaped like a heart....


Details | ABC | |

Tesha

Tesha could run tesha could jump tesha could hurt herself and not have one bump tesha 
could move tesha could hoppraactice would be over and tesha would not stop tesha was the 
best the best of them all tesha could trip but never fall tesha was fast tesha wasn't 
slow tesha was leading a life she didn't know tesha was smart tesha was not dumb tesha 
was going to college cause tesha could run tesha had a love tesha had a life tesha was 
special but she had to pay the price tesha was the best the best of them all nothing 
could stop tesha but aids made her fall tesha was fast tesha wasn't slow tesha had aids 
and she didn't even know


Details | Rhyme | |

For Those Who Walk With Death...Let Us Pray

Dear John Heck,
   Such things, seemingly impossible, seem all too possible and common.  This 
is to all Soupers, and everyone in the world with a heart.

"Let Us Pray"
Won't take a nickle from your pocket,
A cheap way to save a life,
Don't underestimate it,
More powerful than the sharpest knife,

For Luke, Ashleigh, and Daniel,
And Stephanie and Mark,
And my valued friend John Heck,
I know things look so dark...

Please hold faith in God's great wisdom,
Often beyond our understanding,
If prayer has the power I believe in,
Then prayer is what I'm demanding...

No child should die so young,
No pain could be as great,
As to have a child of your's
Pass through that Pearly Gate....

So, I pray, as I'm sure you do,
Our words to God shall ring loud,
Don't suffer our little children...
For of them we are so proud.


Details | Lyric | |

Happy Birthday

I’m locked inside my room away from the world. Closed within my shell, to 
enclose me in my Hell. And my mother wants to know if I need some pills as my 
feeling kills, the good part that’s inside of me. I’m trying not to think about all the 
bad things that are happening to me. I’m trying to make myself see the good 
things in the bad things that are surrounding me. The light is going out. The sky 
is growing dark. The days are growing cold. The nights are growing old. These 
feelings just keep embedding themselves in me. My family’s getting worried 
while my death is being hurried as I will myself to never let another in. I’m sitting 
in the corner so that you cannot see me, it’s the only way I can feel free. The only 
way to find some ease within my breathing. I’m just avoiding accepting this 
reality, that everything is fallacy. There is only an illusion, how everything is a 
delusion of what it appears to be. There’s a shower of my fears. A storm of what I 
don’t know. How does the story go? The loser still loses in the end. I’m stressing 
over confessing what I really feel and think. I am slowly sinking into the 
depression that is creeping up deep inside of me. There’s a feeling I can’t 
shake. Thoughts that I can’t take. A decision that I can’t make for the sake of 
being happy. I’m abandoned and alone. Running away from home inside, with 
no real reasons why, since the world that surrounds me is the reason that I cry.


Details | I do not know? | |

Daddy

My eyes hold the saddest look
my heart holds all my pain and the lies
i hide myself from you
so no one will know the truth
how much i feel inside
i love you soo much
i know you love me too
your slowly killing yourself
skipping dialysis all the time
cant you see what it's doing to me
how its affecting you?
so keep threatenging to leave
all ur doing is hurting me
so ill keep crying
ill keep acting happy
ill smile for you
and cry for me
to keep myself sane
i cant look at myself anymore
cuz i know im not that same lil girl i used to be
i've grown up buh not to the girl i thought i would be
i've grown up but im the girl who cries when no one looks
im the girl who you once knew,
im your daughter
im scared for you daddy


Details | ABC | |

BECOMING NOBODY

In search of a missing clock
he went to the city of a fake encounter.
It was irrelevant to find
the lost tunnel.

There was no street without a rustle.
The sap of tall trees had bloomed
into jaws of death.
He stepped on a land mine
and blew himself
to reach the truth.

And his gift was an
apostate of me.
The tenth day moon will
celebrate my becoming nobody.

The rivals will have
a field day
dancing on my shroud.


SATISH VERMA


Details | Bio | |

I'm a Jack!!

Yes sir- ee- bob...
I'm a Jack of all trades,
Yet but master of quite few...
Let me list now...
Some of the things I can do...
Cook a meal, you won't
soon forget,
Eatting my meals,
You'll never regret...
Hearing me make music...
Maybe not the best...
But so far, in my life,
I've passed near every test....
To write, especially poems,
For me it's great fun,
And for me to be a stand-up
comedian,
You ought'a see my next run...
And collecting books,
Enjoying them too,
These are but a few,
Of the things I can do...
But of all the things,
The world has to offer,
The most precious..
Are family and friends,
You can put that in your coffer...
And, of course health...
In that I suffer a bit...
But it never emperils,
My often keen wit....
And the one elusive thing,
I absolutely covet. the most...
Is that sense of happiness...
Elusive as a ghost...
But that's okay,
I still feel quite blessed
Even though some intentions,
I inadvertently have messed...
So I thank my friends,
One and all,
And if it seems,
I've got too much gaul...
I apologized in advance...
And hope you'll abide me..
I've taken a chance,
To piss off you all.....


Details | Free verse | |

A Loving Mother's Agony

Sitting bedside 
Praying,
Hoping, 
Tearing,
Wishing
She softly touches his forehead
Feeling for the temperature,
Avoiding the need
To rush in the middle of the night
To the emergency room.
She loves him so
And cannot bear his pain
His suffering,
His future.
Only if the kemo works,
She prays again.
He stirs,
Comforted by the thought
That she’s there,
Always there,
As she’s always been
And always will be.
“Damn you!”
She cries to herself,
Giving his painful future
A face, 
An identity.
She thought she could protect,
Always loving,
But some things
Are just out of her power.
She continues to pray
And wait.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

An Open Letter to all my Poetry Soup Pals

This community should only control Congress, the sh_t would stop flyin, the 
politicos stop lyin'.....You guys are great...
To Wilfredo Derequito; thanks, buddy, you're right, I am too old- but I'm still one 
dam_ good rockin' musician!!  Besides, have you seen a recent picture of Mick 
Jagger?  I seen mummies that looked younger. And, I sympathize (along with the 
devil)...how you got to that 19th Nervous Breakdown....I mean, all those years of 
un-Derequito'd love, gotta take it's toll...ha,ha.  Best regards, buddy,....tom

and to Shar...you are so sweet a person, but I gotta admit I got back 100 times 
the love and satisfaction from my Dad...he even taught me to love music of the 
30's and 40's, and he often jammed with my band (harmonica- he was the best!!)
He was not only my father, but my best friend, my bar-buddy, my assistant cook,
and my confidant....( I am an excellent cook...)...he brought me more joy than I can 
relate....I was the lucky one.... which made losing him (a year long struggle that 
greatly tested my ability to "hang-in there")

and to Chrisy...hi sweetie, so glad to hear from you...God Bless

Later, dudes and dudettes......tom


Details | Free verse | |

14 candels

When I was 14 my daddy was dying
from a bad type of cancer that came uninvited
but this day was special
on this day we put all the issues aside
for it was my birthday and I was his little girl 
he taught me so much that day that I will always remember
he loved me enough to get out of bed
and take me down to the famous bakery
where he always got our cakes

This meant the world to me 
because even though he was in so much pain
he rode the train with me that day and hid it away
I remember girls watching me enviously that day
I never understood why girls treated me this way
what he told me that day I never forgot

He said girls will always be jealous 
because your very beautiful but don't be afraid
hold your head up high even when they look away
I wore a smile on my face all the way home

As my family gathered around to 
sing me a birthday song
I was so happy and filled with glee
cause my daddy was able to celebrate with me
it made our situation seem less gray to me

on my 15 birthday he was to sick to see me
and before my 16 he passed away 
so this day, my 14 birthday was always special to me 


Details | Free verse | |

To my Mum

And the cancer crept up
Like a thief in the dark
It violated that body
Right from the start.

The cells became twisted
They didn’t know more
And the body succumbed
To the death at its door

The mind went to panic
And dangerously played
A hard game of torture
To the bodies dismay

The thinking and anger
Were there of no means
The wildness and tears then
Screamed out of a dream

The doctors all steps in
And did what they could
They cut and they hacked
And left what still stood

The treatment was started
And suppose to be good
It made that poor body
Feel not like it should

It was sick and distorted
It cried out in pain
It screamed out for mercy
No more of this game

Now then it lays there
And all the pains gone
The cancer is dead now
In this life it won.


Details | Name | |

A Fire of Greed

A fire when burns, 
Anything that touched fire,
Starts to burn
And loose his existence.

A fire of appetite, 
Burns continue inside a body,
Keeps the blood warm
And provide life.

A fire of greed,
When burns; produces inequality,
Looses a balance of living,
And create problem to kill someone.
 
We can control the outer fire,
Also we can provide food,
We can satiate a burning body,
But a fire of greed, how can we control?

Nor even education,
Nor even religion,
Nor even Law, all are helpless,
To change someone’s nature.


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You can Play

Why do you waste your time?
Time wastage is also a crime,
Understand your time is life,
Recycle yourself as a lime.

Energy can regenerate your aim,
You can recover your needs flame,
Nobody can feed for nothing,
Your idealness is a shame.

You can fly in an open space,
You can run to win a race,
You can travel where do you like?
If you have idea you can trace.

Famous person has a name,
Only activeness is his game,
You can play if you are wise,
Occupation has no shame.


Details | Free verse | |

Acceptable Food

Acceptable Food
The eye is never sure of his food so anyway they say there is limits to what a man 
can have they don’t want crumbly things so today I’m typing with a banana to 
illustrate the rules have never changed the popcorn made inside the theater box 
can be bought but never brought from home away with the poor boy bum that 
lives at home and carries some to theater to love. We want people to buy corn so 
salty that they cry for more and auction off the ranch to buy a coke so watered 
down to taste as to be tasteless to a boy who cannot afford them at the prices the 
RIALTO charges.
The syrup sticks to the sticking floor from a mop that never can be cleaned or 
handled wielded not with love but working now for money and decay and crud.
The popcorn that eye have is simply jaded lost in time.
The cokes have all gone flat. There is a clear limit to my love the eye is not like 
that. The banana is too green for the mee to eat just yet.  The word typing in this 
text was typed on the keyboard with a very hard and green banana thing. Accept.



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Would You

If you needed me, you know I would come,
If you were sad, you know I would make you laugh,
If you were sick, you know I would take care of you,
If  you were thirsty, you know I would bring you a drink,
If I needed you, would you come to me?


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Edward

Why did you have to leave so soon,
You were my best friend.
Some nights we would howl at the moon,
On a drinking weekend.

We would camp,
We would hunt,
No matter how damp,
We were so defiant.

So much fun,
In such a short time,
Though we met,
Before I could climb.

Growing up with you,
Best thing anyone could do.
We would have our fights,
Then decide who was right,
But this didn’t really matter.
You were an anchor,
That no one could shatter.

Then the drinking,
Took control of you.
You were not thinking,
Of the things you do.
It was all that you wanted,
No food for you.

Now I dream of you often,
Last night,
We were making coffins. 
You drove the tractor,
I used an axe.
I was the chopper,
So you could relax.

Your body had gotten so frail,
Instead of your temple,
It was your jail.

Then came the day,
You just gave up,
No more play,
No more roundup.

It was your last day,
With those you loved,
What can I say,
You are now above.

My friend, my cousin, Edward.


Details | Free verse | |

Attractive

Mature persons
Who take care of
Spirit, mind and body
Are truly attractive in
Presentation and practice.


Details | Tanka | |

In My Heart

I will still love him
For all of my forevers
I will still love him
I will forsake him never
He is in my heart to stay


Details | ABC | |

Remember Me

Remember Me! 

I Have seen the light, and been granted the key to Heaven.
God will not push or pull me , yet he will embrace me with open arms.

My world of bright by day, and Dark by night has kept behind my loving ways.

Quote me on this for this is what I have to say 

Please don't mourn me, instead celebrate my life, and remember me as I was.

"Forget me not I say"

But remember this forever, and always.
Now I'm with God in the kingdom of heaven, to help watch over you, and guide 
you and your family threw your future days.
Remember Me!


Details | I do not know? | |

ANOTHER NAME FOR A CONDOM

ANOTHER NAME FOR A CONDOM IS A PROPHILACTIC
CONDOMS ARE MADE OF RUBBER NOT PLASTIC
CONDOMS ARE HANDLED WITH CARE AND EASE
CONDOMS ARE USED TO PREVENT DISEASE
LEARING ABOUT CONDOMS IS AN EDUCATION
CONDOMS ARE IMPORTANT IN ANY RELATION
CONDOMS ARE WHAT PEOPLE WEAR
PEOPLE WEAR CONDOMS IF THEY CARE
CONDOMS ARE BROUGHT OR GIVEN FREE
TO PROTECT PEOPLE LIKE YOU AND ME
CONDOMS ARE USED IN A DIFFERENT WAY
MEN AND WOMEN USE CONDOMS EVERYDAY
PEOPLE WEAR CONDOMS FOR A DIFFERENT REASON 
PEOPLE WEAR CONDOMS EVERY SEASON
PEOPLE WEAR CONDOMS FOR PEACE OF MIND
PEOPLE DON'T WEAR CONDOMS JUST TO BE KIND
CONDOMS PROTECT ANYONE LIFE
CONDOMS HELP PEOPLE AVOID STRIFE
CONDOMS ARE BEST FOR SEXUAL PROTECTION
CONDOMS ARE BEST TO PREVENT INFECTION


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Your Love, My Hope

Make little angel smile
As you embrace me, 
Against the mortal enemy, 
Trapped inside my body;

With her, share your time 
For mine’s lost under a brutal 
Silence of white linen;

Paint my portrait before her eyes,
If one day, I succumb to eternity;
But for now, lift my trampled heart, 
With your touch of love, my hope.

 


Details | I do not know? | |

Her Wings Of Love (Fiboquatro)

her laughter fills the room, lingering over my skin
whilst frail soul dances to the beat
of her heart, lifting 
me, beyond 
my bed
by
her

wings of love, her perspective for living, not only for today
but, for a brighter tomorrow, ‘cos as I speak to her she sees
me as in me, of yesteryears and of now, for her, I’m no way
despite being trapped, in a special caring, a boredom disease   

but
her
love that 
I feel more 
of a survivor
than a victim of virulent 
seas of pain, ‘cos she remained the same, a loving wife 


Details | Rhyme | |

My Body

My body loves me
And I love it
We're working hard
To keep us fit

We try to eat right
And excersize
Hoping a healty body
Will be the prize

I love my body
And it loves me
But sometimes
We do disagree

My body says
"Forget this dieting"
I say,  "No,
we gotta keep fighting"

As bodies go
You aren't so bad
Right now you're the best
I've ever had

But body dear
I must confess
I'd love you more
If you were less


Details | I do not know? | |

SORRY THINGS CHANGE

THINGS ARE SO COMPLICATED NOW.
THINGS ARE STARTING TO CHANGE.

DEPRESSION AND PAIN ARE GAINING UP ON ME TODAY.

I CAN'T TAKE IT NO MORE,THINGS ARE SIMPLY FADING AWAY.

YOUR CHANGING, I'M CHANGING.
HEY WHAT CAN I SAY MY FEELINGS ARE CHANGING.

THEY SAY LOVE IS TOLD IN TIME.
BUT WHAT IF TIME DOESN'T WANNA TELL LOVE.

DO WE JUST STAY HERE IN THIS LIVING HELL ZONE.
AND WAIT FOR SOMETHING OR SOMEONE TO TAKE US AWAY.

THIS IS JUST SIMPLY SO CONFUSING.
AND I'M STARTING TO GIVE UP CUZ I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE.

U MIGHT NOT UNDERSTAND ME,BUT NEITHER DO I. 
I LOVED YOU SO MUCH BUT I JUST HAD ENOUGH.

I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL FOR YOU.
IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T LOVE YOU ITS 
JUST THAT THINGS ARE CHANGING.

BUT THINGS ARE DIFFERENT NOW. 
AND I'M SORRY FOR THAT.

YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT ME TO LEAVE.
YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT A GOODBYE.

I'M SORRY AGAIN BUT I GUESS UR GONNA HAVE TO SAY. GOODBYE
YEAH I KNOW ITS GONNA BE HARD EVEN FOR ME.

CUZ MY LENGTH OF MY LOVE HAS BEEN BROKEN. 
JUST SIMPLY BECAUSE I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE.

NOT DEPRESSION , NOT SADNESS,NOT LOVE,NOT EVEN PAIN.
I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF ALL THOSE.

YOU SAID I LIED,YOU SAID I DIDN'T CARE
I DID CARE, I DID LOVE YOU.

BUT YOU SEE THINGS CHANGE. 
FEELINGS FADE AWAY.

SO I'M SORRY  IF I HURT YOU.
I'M SORRY THINGS CHANGE.

BUT YOU SEE THINGS DIDN'T HAVE MEANING TO ME ANYMORE.
IF I KEPT GOING  EVERYTHING WAS GONNA BE A LIE.

THATS HOW LIFE IS.
IT'S MEANT TO HANGE. 

SO I'M SORRY .
I GUESS THINGS JUST CHANGED ONCE AGAIN.