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Details | Free verse | |

O' Middle Child

O' middle child, dear son of mine, you have always let the others shine
All through the years, you have stood behind
---I want to say, I've noticed you  

Your sister's charms, of course, we knew...
And your brother's skills were multitude
But, my quiet child, though your words were few
---I want to say I've noticed you

While people cheered, and guitars were played,
 as your siblings sang upon the stage
You cheered them on with no restraint
---but, I want to say I've noticed you

Such wit and charm, a heart of gold, 
More generous soul, I've never known
A shoulder you will always lend
---a brother, friend until the end

I love you all, .....of course I do
I have watched you grow, each one of you
My quiet child, you are still the same
---you'll step aside from all acclaim

As parents now, all three of you
I am proud beyond the words I hold

My middle child, I hope you know, 
while you've always been a one to sow
a quiet gift to all you've known

---I want to say I've noticed you........


                                                            




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Details | Rhyme | |

Soldier

I saw a burial with a bugler playing taps;
I turned to my father, “what happened?” I asked.
He clutched my hand and with a quiver in his voice,
he began to explain and his eyes became moist.

“My son,” he said, “this is rather difficult for me;
for an old veteran like myself this is tough to see.
In that coffin lies a genuine patriotic warrior,
an honest-to-God hero, an American soldier.

I appreciate that soldier and the service he gave,
and I honor his sacrifice as he’s laid in his grave.
He was honorable, selfless, courageous, and bold;
please remember him son, as you grow old.

The value of his service, I must explain,
if not remembered, will be lost in vain.
As a nation we’re nothing without soldiers like him;
and failing to remember would be a terrible sin.”

I listened in awe as my father spoke,
it seemed as if his heart were broke.
I suddenly remembered when he went to war,
and when he returned I thought nothing more.

I never asked why he walked with a limp,
and I didn’t care about why he was sick.
I was too busy enjoying the life that I had,
to realize that I had it because of dad.

I finally understood what my dad was about,
and it hurt so bad I cried out loud.
He sacrificed so much so I could be free,
and his battle scars were suffered for me.

It was my father’s spirit that spoke to me that day;
thank God I finally understood what he had to say.
I saluted his coffin as they laid him to rest,
and I thought about the medals pinned on his chest.

That I didn’t honor him sooner, I will always regret;
and I pledged that day to never again forget.
I’m proud that my dad was a patriotic warrior;
I’m honored to be the son of an American soldier. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Missing My Little Boys

My babies have all gone,
They've grown and left the nest,
Spreading out their wings to fly,
Upon life's thrilling quest.

The years flew by so quickly.
Babies turned into little boys.
Little boys grew into manhood,
Putting away their childish toys.

I miss those little boy faces,
With their mischievous, winsome smiles.
I miss their childish chatter,
And their creative little boy wiles.

Why didn't I pay more attention?
Why didn't I play with them more?
Why didn't I realize how fleeting time was?
But I didn't and it makes my heart sore.

I miss the little boys that my sons were,
But I'm proud of the men they've become.
They'll always be my little boys,
And I will always love them.

Kim Merryman    3/10/12
Entered in SKAT's "Greatly Missed" contest


Details | Free verse | |

Poet Destroyer-It will be ok

I know first hand the
pain in your heart,it
will be okay,soon you
can make a fresh start.

Your grandson Beal will
be watching over you,and
he knows everyday how
much you love him to.

Sometimes GOD does things
that we don't understand,
but he created your friends
to lend a helping hand.

Reach out to the people
that are here on the soup,
they help through hard times
and are a wonderful group.

There are to many to name
as this you know,
they will take you by the
hand and won't let go.

It will be okay and
soon you will see,
the new joy's in life
and how happy you'll be.

           You will get through this it just takes a little time.

                                                Love your poet friend,
                                                Colleen Marie Bono
                                                  April 11, 2013


Details | Acrostic | |

Wise Men Still Seek Him Today

W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
 
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him.  It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day. 
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
 
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today! 
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
 
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.

H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
 
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You.  Will You accept this love?

For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.


Details | Free verse | |

A Tribute to Jayson, My Brave Warrior

A Tribute to Jayson, My Brave Warrior
My dear son, Jayson When you called late last night to let me know You were deploying to go overseas tomorrow In spite of my great resolve I broke down and sobbed.
The little boy I lovingly nurtured So witty and good-natured So kind, compassionate, and loving You’ll always be my sweet boy Even though the world now sees you as a grown man.
Recalling special times when I showered your baby face with kisses Or tickled your armpits Howling with laughter, you would beg me “Do it again, Mommy, I love it!”
I remember all those moments we had At times rocky, sometimes sad But most of all memorable and enjoyable. I remember your growing pains All your questions, anxieties, and mixed-up emotions Yes, we made it through hurdles you and I Making me laugh, making me cry But taking that journey together was quite priceless!
You’re now a strong, valiant, young man Willingly putting your life on the line Many have thanked you for your service And, my brave warrior, I am so proud of you When I hear your humble, heartfelt reply, “Glad to do it!”
You’re just simply the best! While you took a minute to leave the nest I’m grateful for the extra time we were given But I know It’s time to let you go – Go take your rightful place in the world.
You’ve grown wings like a fierce eagle It’s your time to fly high! Now soar! But remember that you are always a part of me And even though we may no longer hold hands We are still holding hearts.
These tear-splattered pages Reflect my anguished heart Knowing you’re prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice for your country I pray that you will return to me safe and sound I love you, my hero - my precious son. Godspeed! ¡Vaya con Dios!


Details | Rhyme | |

A Mother's Love

A Mother’s Love



Everywhere I go I see my feelings somewhere in its view
The way a flower’s petal tries to survive against a wind's vigorous touch 
Remembering my soul’s sparkle, as I glanced at the flower shining in morning 
dew
Connecting with its fragile existence in the way that I miss you so much 

The snowflakes in the winter, come down leaving a sense of coldness touching 
my face
Slowly, every so slowly they begin to melt after they fall from the sky
Leaving a sense of tears by my eyes, streaming in their thawing trace
As I embrace just watching reflections of you cascading down like a photo slide

Although you are not dead, the distance between mother and son
Resembles the same kind of grief as if God took you away from me
I pray endlessly, that hopefully soon, you and I will unite together as one
So I can hold you in my arms the way it was meant to be

 I know you stare at the cold bars of your cell trying to look past them each 
day
Trying to connect with me in a world you left behind three and half years ago
Only to keep seeing the cold bars reminding you that I’m still many miles away
Surrendering to allow our memories to continue connecting our souls

Months have come and gone as the seasons changed
Realizing that each season represents glimpses of my love’s trace
In the Springs, I allowed my tears to be soothed in the rhythm of their 
quenching rains
In the summers, I allowed their strong rays to keep lighting me a path to a 
warm place

In the autumns, I compared the leaves changing colors to your cycles of life
Cherishing the moment you were born and living within that colored sparkle in 
your eyes
In the winters I connect with the coldness of the trees growing bare, fighting to 
survive
In a season, in a world, in a mother’s love where both grief and strength 
coincides

Dedication to my son Steve who is incarcerated for a while now. I had to write 
this poem to connect my soul for a healing today… 
















   



Details | Free verse | |

Apology

Your apology
Changed me
Opened me up
Helped me to feel
Understand the gift of you
By illuminating my understanding
Of who you are
The we-ness of us

You broke down
The walls I had erected
To protect myself
There was no need to fortify 
Or keep you at my fringes
For your love
Is my completeness

Yesterday's sorrows
Invaded my heart
Caused me to restrict my voice
Holding back
I made the wrong choice
Denied what was important to me
Kept my heart at bay
Yet you opened me in a different way
As I listened to what you had to say

Your mind explored
Deep within me
beyond my words
It was my soul cry you heard
Bringing on a wave of tears
You listened
With more than just ears
Unpacking a treasure 
Dissolving shadowed fears
Revelatory images
From my broken mirror
I was comforted
By you being near

In the end
An apology
Was your greatest gift for me
It showed me a different way to be
I rose up from the muck
To a place where I could see
Where I touched and was thankful
For the you in we
Who helped me finally be
Emptied of those things I held back
The long lost 
restricted 
parts of me











Details | Free verse | |

A Lover's entrée to March

How far can you fall and get back up 
How high can you jump
And keep your feet in the sand 

To touch grace and fall from within
Next to you I was out of my skin
I missed you yesterday and you leave tomorrow

A life spent in the shadows of lushly tint 
Smoke your waves 
Exhale the freshness of your menthol scent 
Home is what you call shelters that need no defense 

I’ll send 
You’ll say goodbye
I’ll send again
You won’t reply

If love 
Is the appreciation of another’s existence
Then goodbye
Is the anticipation of seeing you again

You and I, we’ll cruise the shores
Together we’ll settle with the wind 
The joy of a small hut, a lovers den

You’ll send
I’ll wonder why
You’ll send again
I will not reply 

"our songs for sale"


Details | Rhyme | |

Son

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

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

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

That Bullet Was For You

While walking through a hospital one day, a veteran I did see
He was in a wheelchair with both legs missing, and he did it for you and me.

I turned around a corner and down another hall
Only for my eyes to behold a family who has lost it all

A five year old cried out,"Why did daddy have to die?"
The mother held her son closer while she greived and began to cry

The mother of that young Marine, who had fought over in Iraqu
Wandered why her son so brave, didn't survive the enemie's attack

The father of that soldier, hung his head to cry
He was a retired soldier himself, why couldn't he have been the one to die?

His heart broken sister, sits in shock and tries to deny
The death of her older brother, he was killed and don't know why

A few days later, a family, everybody all dressed in black
Went to the funeral of a twenty-five year old who too our bullet in Iraq

The Bible says "thou shalt not kill." and "Love your neighbor" too
Maybe our soldiers aren't doing what's right, but they still take your bullet for you

They sleep in foxholes, and eat in trenches, and do all that they know to do
They rest in the sand with no comforts of home and they take your bullet for you

The restless nights turn into days, you wouldn't believe all they go through
THe rest of us sit at home and gripe, and still they take your bullet for you

The next time you hear a 21 gun salute, don't condemn as others do
The next time the taps are being played, remember, they took that bullet for you.


Thanks, Veterans for your sacrifice.


Details | Free verse | |

Walk With Me

Walk With Me

       I said, "Look at the mess I've made."
He said, "Take my hand and don't be afraid."
       I said, "But I feel so ashamed."
He said,  "I love you son and you're the reason I came."

       I said, "What about those dark days ahead?"
He said, "My love will be nourishment and keep you well fed."
       I said, "I'm not brave tell me what to do."
He said, "Believe in me and I'll carry you through."

       I said, "Okay Father, teach me to be a man."
He said, "I love you my son now take my hand."
       I said, "My soul is Yours for eternity."
He said, "I'm proud of you my son, now walk with me."


Details | I do not know? | |

Questions for Dad

How do you do it...
   arrested again.
Paroled for awhile
   then back to the pen.
We know you don't mean it.
   We know that you care.
But when will you show it?
   When and where?
As much as we love you
   our hate runs that strong.
Why can't you stay with us?
   What are we doing wrong?
Are your friends to blame?
   Did they help cause this bust?
What should we feel?
   Who do we trust?
Who do we love?
    Who should we hate?
Why do you burden us
    with all your stuff
       on our plate?
It's too much to handle,
     we're too young to deal.
With the heartache we have,
     with the pain that we feel.

Your our Daddy, our idol,
     our mentor for sure.
Our anger, our hope,
     we need you here more.
Your smile, our tears
     your our happiness found.
Our twinkle, our fears,
     the reason we frown.
You want us to love you
     you want us to care
But Daddy, how can we...
     when your never there!


Details | Lyric | |

My teardrop

When you see a raindrop fall
It is my teardrop after all
When you see a star that would shine
Remember that the teardrop was mine
When you feel the warmth of the sun
Know that it's my heart that you had won
When you see a raindrop fall
It is my teardrop after all
When you see the sky of blue
Put in your notes that I love you
When you feel so alone
I am just on the other side of the phone
When you see a raindrop fall
It is my teardrop after all
When you shall cry
Remember my love for you will fly
When you see a rainbow
In the sky is where my teardrop will flow
When you see a white dove
Just think about the teardrop that falls down from up above  
When you are feeling blue
Remember that my teardrop is for you
When you see a teardrop fall
It is my teardrop after all.


Details | Classicism | |

Karen O'Leary—My Poetry Soup Pal!

She should have been Hera, goddess queen of heaven, the sister-wife of 
Zeus, king of the gods; she would have caught him one Friday night tipping 
Out while she sleeps to visit one of his plumy wives and over 100 relations. 
She would have said, “Sit down Zeus; let me inform you about the laws of 
Property settlement and child support in heaven with a concrete poem.”

She would have straightened up Aphrodite, goddess of love and lust.
Especially when Aphrodite was caught red-handed making love to
Her son, Ares, the God of war, she probably would have said, “Now look 
Here woman, quit messing with my son and creating all this rumblings in
Heaven with the gods.” I could see some Lanturne poems floating

She would have acted as the sister of Demeter, goddess of fertility,
Agriculture, and harvest, a sister of Zeus. Because she would have 
Blessed women with children who need them, and also farmers
With great harvest and crops to feed their families and sustain the 
People across the land, by waving a haiku poem in her healing hands

She would have screamed as the sister of Hermes, the crooked cattle-rustling
God; son of Zeus and Maia, who stole his brother, Apollo’s cows, then
Lied, and swore before Zeus, their father, “That even if I knew who stole 
Apollo’s cattle, I would not even accept a reward for finding the thief.” 
She would have gave her crooked brother, and son of Zeus, a flying senryu

She would have been with Athena, the virgin goddess of wisdom, reason, and 
Heroic endeavors; the daughter of Zeus, and Titan goddess of wise counsel 
Métis, especially when Athena appeared onto Swift-footed demigod,
Achilles, and told him, “Sheathe your sword and defeat Agamemnon, the 
Greek king with words of wisdom.”  I could see some wise epigram poems 

She was probably counseled by Apollo, her brother, god of music, healing, and 
Poetry; the son of Zeus and the Titan goddess Leto. Because she has cared 
For the sick in hospital emergency rooms, and has also stimulated us for years 
With her poetic muse. She has counseled many along the way and has calmed
Many storms with loving charm. “Hail my sister in Christ—Karen O’Leary!”

Happy birthday angel and wishing you many more for years to come!






Details | Dramatic monologue | |

To the Boy Who Could Not Sleep

You cannot sleep, you tell me
spitting forth frustration
angry sentiments of a scorned heart
Your dreams are robbed
You have been ridiculed 
all day 
in a world where 
You don’t quite understand the rules
every word you spoke today was the wrong one
You crossed lines unknowingly
doors were shut in your face doors
of opportunity
fame
Your love and passion 
which you felt was real
was mocked—
so you cannot put away such thoughts
You come to me frowning, heated
seeking sympathy
But son,
you are young
you know not what ropes 
truly bind the soul
what thoughts throttle the heart
in the darkness of night
you have been betrayed, deceived
by strangers amongst whom 
you sought fortune and acknowledgement
but this, I tell you
is no shame, no grief
you have not felt the cuts 
of those you thought dearest
those you thought you knew 
that hair those lips those eyes that heart
now coloring and darting away
leaving icy holes
in your chest
you know not yet 
that the curse of a sleepless night 
does not burn with anger
it is cold, so cold
and so lonely
So say not another word now
and go
Go
you may sleep in peace
for you are not a father.


Details | Free verse | |

A mother's treasures

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


Details | Free verse | |

ABC Love Poem

                            ~My Trip With Love~

A arrival from Montreal to San Francisco seeing my son and his children.
B beautiful red roses on my approach expressing their love towards me. 

C for caring to have an eye contact honoring my motherly devotion & fidelity.
D for dreams come true when i sleep at night in my own studio. 

E for enjoy having our breakfast first day while exchanging our life time stories.
F for faithfulness towards one another was so important since his childhood.

G good friends who invites me to their homes to meet their families.
H for happiness when I run to the restaurant help greett his customers at work.

I interfering with my sons life is a long forgotten issue, a perpetual respect . 
J for jokes we exchange together through evenings laughing endlessly.

K kissing me good night when the night is over for me to retire.
L for love that I get from both of them when I cook an oriental dish.

M morning ride on a tour with family & soft music while driving.
N for never do I complain about any subject when shared together. 

O older, but I don't let them feel my arthritis pains when I am visiting. 
P for pictures are taken as souvenirs from this fabulous journey once a year 

Q quite evenings when I leave my son and wife to have an intimate night.
R for roll up my sleeves to clean their home to amaze them out of love.

S surprise when home from work to a house clean & table set for dinner. 
T transport for me is the subway my independence not to bother him.

U unique love between a son and mother, he is my rock. Best friends.
V variable outings touring the city while discussing his children's future.

W wanting those happy days to last forever. But will return next year. 
X xylophone for enjoying the music of our last dinner together.

Y yearning from my depth to have wanted my stay to last longer.
Z zone when we said farewell at the end of the visitors area. Tears of joy.
Visiting my sons once a year is my dream come true forever. The love for my children has always been, "The Endless Love Of A Child".

Therese Bacha
. 28/5/2013

 An ABC poem :For Alfred Vassello


Details | Narrative | |

Equus

Let me explain how it all began; retrace with me
the sordid steps back to childhood pain.
Imagine an endless war: fanaticism shackled to atheism,
ongoing castigation, brutal flagellation,
guilt's spike rammed and jammed deep inside me.
A mocking crucified rictus leered above my bed,
peered at me, probed the shadow-dark corners in my head.
One night I tore it from the wall, lovingly replaced it
with the head of a haunting horse.
Its soul-sad eye-pools shone with empathy,
radiated liquid love in my loneliness, kept me company.
I loathed the trembling, timorous wretch I was,
fear-filthy and saddled with sin.
My only outlet and release was equine.
To escape, to feel freedom's blaze, I followed
enticing hoofprints across searing amber sand,
pressed my face into imprints
on the gold burnished strand.

Equus, son of Flequus, son of Nequus,
we galloped out together on tumultuous darkness,
his brawny neck jutting from between my vice-tight thighs,
the bit biting into tender, froth-flecked mouth corners,
his flying mane a white whip slashing my skin, spurring us on.
Rubbing my sweat-soaked self against the ripple of muscle
under silk-sleek flanks; the power plunge of thunder-hooves,
the lunge of sturdy shanks; his bludgeoning body
a white gash in the blackness. Aching-wet and wild
to be inside him, at one with him - a pounding union.

Nefandous nightmare stampeded at the stable door. Love became bestial.
I stroked them in strange, strangled dreams;
hauled them, mounted them, whipped them round
the blood-sticky straw of the stable floor.
Twelve coal-ebon eyes stared into a sinuous, skewed psyche,
accusing my urges, pillorying my perversions;
soul-stark, snaffling the bitter apple of blighted youth.
Those eyes - I had to put them out like snuffing stars.
Sorrowfully I sluiced sticky scarlet warmth from fevered fingers,
wretched with regret. But it had to be done.

I still see them: the six silky-flanked, softly snuffling ones;
spike-blinded, eye sockets oozing quiet crimson,
blood-roses blooming on their harrowed haunches.
You still batter me with questions, trampling
the dark dream-dust of my fantasies, seeking answers.
But I have learned how to sidestep neatly,
how to bury guilt and horror silently and discreetly.



*based on the stage play 'Equus'


Details | Pantoum | |

A Wise Father

A Father's advice to his son on his wedding day
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A Wise Father

My wise old father said to me
Be kind and gentle to your wife
And happy you will always be
Throughout the years of married life

Be kind and gentle to your wife 
For she is loving, soft and sweet
Throughout the years of married life 
Her trust in you must be complete

For she is loving soft and sweet
So you must never do her wrong
Her trust in you must be complete
An honest heart will keep love strong

So you must never do her wrong
And happy you will always be
An honest heart will keep love strong
My wise old father said to me.




Pantoum contest May 8th 2010



Details | Rhyme | |

My Treasure Chest

I have a wooden cedar box
Filled with precious things
Most of no value to you
But joy to me it brings

A copper penny, 1961
The year I was given life
A withered old white rose
From the day I became a wife

Two certified legal documents
That tell me that I am free
A US birth certificate
And a final divorce decree

Golden locks, adorned with ribbon
Clipped from the head of my son
A bag filled with tiny teeth
Exchanged for a dollar one by one

A report card, five A’s  and one B
My sons first year at school
A tattered silken blanket
Still covered with infant drool

A book of poems that I had written
While I was a rebellious teen
Fifty plus love letters
From then, now and in-between

Old yellowed photographs
Of family long since gone
A dozen crayon pictures
That both my kids have drawn

Hospital anklets, pink and blue
That both my children wore
A stupid keep out sign
That I used to hang on my door

Each item within this box
Is a memory that I hold dear
I keep them for a distant time
When my memory won’t be so clear

So if you wish to see inside
To you I have one request
Do not call it just a box
‘Cause to me it’s a “TREASURE CHEST”
 


Details | Narrative | |

Jess and Mike

"Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key..."



There was a time when Jess was young, that we thought we were going to lose him.
It all started with recurring headaches he would have.  These headaches became more frequent and intense over a few months.  Next, tremors on one side joined the headaches.
Countless trips to the Doctor and days of having to leave work to go to his side at school to help him through the episodes.  I blew a gasket.  I demanded a CAT scan.  I think that the only reason that the Doctor agreed, was to shut me up.  But I knew in my gut, that these were not migraines as diagnosed.
The day of the CAT scan came.  I sat in an area that allowed me to see my son and hear the technicians.  At first, the techs were very chatty among themselves.  Then, stark silence.  As if a tomb door had been shut.  Then the words that still haunt me were said..."Oh shit"  on of the technicians whispered.   I closed my eyes and felt my heart cry out in its pain.

I sat in the Doctors office, waiting for him to come and tell me my son was fine.  That there was an error in the reading of the scan.  
He entered with his nurse, who was carrying a box of tissues and cup of water.
"Your son has an arachnoid cyst.  The left temporal lobe of his brain is not there.  In its place is a fluid filled sack.  The pressure of the filling fluid is causing all the symptoms.  He will need to undergo brain surgery."
I sat there....numb.  All I recall hearing are the words...Brain surgery.
The day of the surgery came.  His younger brother was with me in the waiting room. Too young to understand the gravity of the situation.  All he knew was that his brother was very sick.
Now, I want to take you to our sons Hospital room, post surgery.  
There he was, lying in the big bed.  White as the sheet that covered his small body up to his chest.  His head wrapped in bandages.  Tubes and wires everywhere.
As our son was waking up, his first words were  "Where is my brother?"
Mike flew to the side of his bed and grabbed his hand.  "I'm right here!"  he said.  
Very weakly, Jess was able to say  "I love you Mike."
Mike in turn said, "I love you Jess."
My tears that had never flowed through the whole ordeal finally came.   Not out of fear, but for the love that our sons had for one another.


Paula Swanson
8/20/2011
For the A Fragment Of Life contest
sponsored by Constance La France
Placement:3rd


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A Christmas Conversation

Daddy, were you alive when Jesus was born?

No honey, he was born a long time ago, over 2000 years ago.

Where was he born Daddy?

In Bethlehem, a small town in the desert in a manger,

Whats a manger Daddy?

It's a place where they kept animals to feed them.

You see when Jesus was born the Inn was full, so 
they had to get Mary to a warm place to give birth to Jesus.
that was the only place they could go.

Daddy who is Jesus' Daddy?

God is his Father honey?

But who is Joseph?

The Chosen Father, who God chose to raise him, Mary's Husband

I don't understand Daddy!

God wanted a son, he could not have a son without Mary and Joseph's
help. God asked them both if they would help him, without even thinking
they said yes. God gave to them a great gift, God gave them Jesus.

At that moment God gave us all a great gift, He gave us the Son of Man.

The Son of Man Daddy?

Yes honey, you see God is not Man, not one you can touch, Jesus
was, he healed people who were sick, He showed people how to love God 
and how God loves them. There is one more important thing
I want to tell you honey.

What's that Daddy? Jesus did a coupla more things I think are 
important, there are many of course but two I like.

Go on Daddy!

Jesus taught us how to love without conditions, like the way I love you 
and you love me and your Mom and Brother. But how to love everybody
like that.  The most important thing is, is that he died because we humans
broke God's laws, which means we sinned. He died so God would
forgive us.


Wow Jesus really did love us didn't he Daddy...?

Yes he did baby, and the really good thing is he still does and always will.

Come on it's time for bed!

Not until I say my prayers Daddy!

How bout we Pray together tonight?

I'd like that Daddy!

So would I baby, so would I .

Jump up on my back and I'll give you piggy back ride!

I love you Daddy!

I love you too baby, I love you too.........





My Christmas wish is you all have Conversations like this with your 
kids. Trust me they bring tears of joy!

May God Bless you all this Christmas Season as he has Blessed me.

    From Mary, Josh, Shay and myself  MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR


                             With Love.....Taz


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Ruby

My heart shaped ruby wishes to be loved and excepted,
Shining brightly for a single affection by one adored man,
Noticed and caressed has given the luster gleaming joy.

Entry~Catie Lindsey~Stoned Contest


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My man

"Am I a man
 Pops"

"You are
 son

 My 
 Spider man
 My 
 Iron man,
 And when 
 I am old and frail son;

 I pray,

 My
 Superman"

His smiles and hugs
could not be bought


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My Lord and Savior

If you mess with me
You're messing with an anointed pedigree

I follow God
He knows that I am flawed

Who He loves
I'll love

How He wants me to pray
I'll pray

Who he sends my way
I'll invite in my life with open arms

I won't forsake Him
Just as He won't forsake me

I know His Son died for me
Just knowing that alone has me in tears

Knowing that He loves me enough
To sacrifice His Son

God is my Lord
Jesus is my Savior

The Father of the Savior
Has given up his Son so that I may live free of Sin

Knowing that I can talk to Him anytime, any day, anywhere
Has me dropping to my knees

I pour my soul and heart into every prayer
I know He hears all I say

Most times He'll answer my prayer easily
Other times I have to work for the answer

In the end everything is going to be alright
Because I love Him and He love me


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You're Easy to be Proud of

You have grown to be such a man
yet, I cannot help but see the boy in you
you are my Son, who wears many uniforms
as your father, I cannot help but be Proud,

I see you march in the Orange and Black
your new horn, the one you have polished to a glow
every step you take, Orchestrated to perfection
with every note played, My pride, Crescendo 

Then, you have worked hard, and Matured
a letter arrives, Office of the Governor, the Man himself
an invitation, Ambassadorship, a Musical one
Travel Europe, Summer next, Seven Countries

A Father, busting with pride, Why? I'll tell you!

        Because, " Your Easy to be Proud of"

Yet as proud as I am, there is this other Uniform
the one you wear with Honor, Duty, Love of Country
the one with Medals, Braids and Epaulets 
the one with a special pin, a hometown pin

Five Stars Golden, enveloped by Black and Orange
Tenne' a Chevron, a Chief, a Ring of Life
of the First Argent, A Scroll in Black
an inscription, " Classis Adhaereo Adstringo"

A Motto, In Latin, ascribed by the Navy
for Five hometown boys Lost in War
of how they lived and died " We Stick Together"
Albert,Francis,George,Joseph and Madison Sullivan

In that Uniform, I see the Man, not the boy
I cannot help but be caught, in solemn thought
This Man, with Anapolis in sight and mind
on this, the Eve of the 9/11 tragedy and War

That solemn thought reverts to Sacrifice
the Sullivan's sacrificed,9/11 over 3000 sacrificed
all did so,willingly or not, for Country, for God
I think you have foreseen Your Destiny, Your own

Josh, whatever Uniform you decide to wear,
whatever path, you may choose to walk
I'll always Love you, Be there for and with you
and be So Very Proud of You, Why? Because!

             You're Easy to be Proud of! 


             With all my Love.....Dad

Copyright 2011 Richard Pickett


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Kathryn's Love Part VII - The End

After the Second of Epona Plains
Part Seven

Gundar Nills..the Victor.
Your witch I'll burn 
At the full moon
So precious to you
As my son was to me.
And Damn you all
For eternity.

So Gundar Nills
Ordered his men
To tie poor
Kathryn to a tree
In the forest
Of the Mystic 
Mountains.

He sensed that
His love was in dire need
And rode all the
Day and into the night
Until his horse could go
no more.

On a hill the Young Prince
saw down in the valley
It was Kathryn
that night, 
Burned at the stake....
He was too late
To save her.
He mourned.

Gundar Nills, 
The Viking King,
Had his revenge,.
His son was 
Atoned for at last.

But our Wiccan Princess...
An amulet she
Wore that night.
He said it had the power
To protect her
He said...
No fire or pain
Would she ever know...
As the flames grew around her..
You could hear 
A sweet voice singing....
Until she just vanished....
Like smoke in 
the air....

Our Prince
gathered his strength
And rode threw the night
To face Gundar Nills,
The Viking King,
A challenge
Was made
And honored.
 
At the Bay of Epona
 They met for one last time..
They both fought
With shields and daggers
Circling each other
Until at last
They rushed head on
Like thunder.

Gundar Nills drove his blade
To the hilt....
He thought he had won the day
But to his dismay...
He felt the point
Of the young Prince's
Knife pierce his Blackened
Heart.....as he fell.
Gundar Nills, the viking King
Was dead.
.
But alas our Prince 
was mortally wounded......
 Oh  Kathryn...he sighed with his 
last dying breath,
My love will always yours.
From the day we shared
In the meadow......
Till this...
And our Prince closed his
Eyes forever.



Many did witness what happened next.
The heavens they did open
And Kathryn appeared
In a bright flash of light,
and took her lover 
home.

From that day to this 
You can see on the
Mountain,
Over looking the bay,
Carved deep
into rock....
Our Prince standing
Guard...
With Kathryn at 
his side.


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In Noah trots


In my arms,
in the depths of mine heart

In the shadows,
in the bright

In the pastures,
in betwixt the trees

In his thoughts,
inside of mine

In Noah trots
into Pops life 





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Your golden hug

In each others arm’s
tightly embraced
with the warmth I receive from
no other…

these words from the depths of
his little heart,
past his precious lips:

“ I’ve been waiting for this Pops”

“What’s that son”,
while still wrapped in his warm grip
was mine query…

“Your golden hug Pops…
your golden hug”

Sigh,
as off to school he did trot


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My One and Only Son

Hello my Son,
it's me, your Dad.
Let's talk about things,
as if we always had.

I'm sorry you could'nt stay,
I know you had to go.
Although I was afraid,
I honestly loved you so.

You're with The Lord now,
you play by His side.
An angel in His kingdom,
a star in the night sky.

As I keep you in my heart,
while you watch over me.
Tell God I need His blessing,
to be the man He wants me to be.

So till we meet again in Heaven,
where our time will have just begun.
Save a place for me by your side,
My One and Only Son......


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Average Age 19

Once again, the powers that must
In rise again in what we trust
An overseas conflict, another war
Just what in the hell are we fighting for

Families are asking, Korea has just passed
Generations again reft, how long will it last
A country in need, to rebuild again
Flags at half mast, in wind and rain strain

Once again into war, sent by the Washington Post
To send back reports to hit home the most
Military observers were the first to be sent in
Another chapter of man entering existing sin

I'm witnessing our ariel power, Lam Son 719
US planners determine their incursion, saying all will be fine
Along the Mekong River, we'll carpet bomb their supply trail
Tons of munitions and napalm, this spread surely cannot fail

Many sorties are being flown, for the wounded and the dead
Whilst Nixon and his cronies, aren't thinking with their heads
The news of losses has reached me, nineteen have been killed
Eleven missing, fifty nine wounded, more American blood spilled

Seven fixed wing aircraft, more sons in action loss
Whilst back at home more protests, fading the dyeing's gloss
To to this job that I do, I was never prepared for this
To witness such bloody scenes, and ignore that life is bliss

How can I write about a soldier, whose name I'll never know
Killed at nineteen years old, his family he'll never see grow
Or even explain to his parents, when carried from the AH-1
His body bullet riddled and limp, when lifted it bloodily run

I never went back to the theatre, called the Vietnam War
Having witnessed the wanton killing, what were we fighting for
This colonial conflict that started, us on the side of France
So many came back as strangers, many to live in trance





James Fraser's entry into the contest " WORLD OF WAR: VIETNAM "



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A faded leather notebook

A faded leather notebook filled with lines he'd never read
  Was never far away from where he slept
The book that she had written since her love was but a seed
  A book so full of her he always wept
She never let him read it and he teased her every day
But now he held her poems as he missed her every way

Each page is filled with all her hopes her love and yes her dreams
  Each verse is filled with him in every line
His life is now an ancient suit that's split in all the seams
  Each day another step on his decline
She was the only reason that he woke up every day
The woman that he loves and now he misses every way

He tried to read the sonnets that his son said were so sweet
  But never could he read beyond the first
For all the lines were tortures his endurance could not meet
  With every word he thought his heart had burst
She had written in the notebook at the end of every day
And her poems are the loving that he craves in every way

And now the leather notebook lies there clasped in lifeless hands
  He'll never read the verses of her heart
But his mourning son beside him has a soul that understands
  His father never had the strength to start
He will treasure all the poems that were written every day
They're the story of his parents whom he loved in every way


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Marble in Columns on Green

On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute

For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes

A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken

So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife

On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys

For the living, life goes on 
Tomorrow is another day


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Saved My Life

I went back into that dark, dark place 
Were demons dwell 
And 
Lives are taken away
But
Through the pain 
And 
Through the tears 
You were there and kept me near. 
You saved my life by loving me; 
Your silent strength was the key. 
Gentle touches and silent words 
Let me know that love was the cure. 
Depression is my evil curse, 
And 
When it planted the seed of death
Your love washed it away 
And
Gave me the strength
To seek the help I needed to keep it at bay. 
I’ve walked that dark path so many times 
I’ve done lost track, 
But 
Things have change 
And God’s given me a special tool 
To help me through, 
I have you and Joshua too, 
And 
Rooted deeper is the knowledge 
Both of you want me to stay a little longer. 
So like a drug addict that has lost their way
I start the road back to brighter days,
And
There are not enough words to say
I Love You 
In every way 
And 
May God bless us ever day.


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Have You Been Hurt By Religion

Have You Been Hurt By “Religion”?

Are you tired of “religious people”
 knocking at your door?
You wish they’d leave...  “You can’t take it anymore!”

Have you been hurt by “church people” sometime in the past?
Somehow they hurt you...  And the pain continues to last…

Have you been “wounded” by something
 somebody has said?
Perhaps you wonder if “they wish you were dead…”

Perhaps there’s someone that you 
may have “befriended…”
They have done something that
 has hurt you and “offended.”

There’s probably many people that you wish would “go away.”
Because of something they’ve 
done to “darken your day.”

I’ve been there many times…  Believe me I know.
How someone’s actions or words can hurt your soul.

Even those who go to church are 
often not very kind.
And they don’t hesitate to 
give you “a piece of their mind.”

Religion is not the answer.  Look to Jesus 
and the life he gives!
He alone has the power to love
 and completely forgive!

It’s only in his shed blood that you can find atonement.
He can change your life now!  This very moment!

He can heal your broken heart and wounded spirit.
An everlasting joy and love...  He freely gives it!

He can do what no “church” or “religion” could ever do
He can restore your life today.  
And make you BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Die alone and born again

The man with the plastic bug in his head
monopolized my dreams last night
in the place that the horsefly of my dignity
finally surrender to the impresario without a fight.

Seven days and 7 hours transplanted in my memorabilia
reminding the rustiness of the purple child
flatterers danced beneath the clouds of melancholy
and morality spreader the master plan inside my mind.

The disinheritance of my immortality the final day
discouraged my desire to see the forbidden love
restored my will to escape
manipulated the deep of the uncertainty above.

Released from the plastic bug in my head
try to cover my yellow child in the purple sky
laughing,singing,whispering,playing
seven days and seven hours before he dies.


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My Parents Did Their Best To Raise Me

My Parents Did Their Best To Raise Me As a child, my parents did their best to raise me. Teaching me about God, because they loved me! They taught me God’s ways,. This was their intention. They read the Bible, with an undivided attention. Each day I awoke. I was glad mom and dad where there. Especially when we gathered around the table in prayer. The many times we spent together I haven’t forgot. I’m so thankful for the Christian values taught. The values helped shape me into what I am today. And have helped keep me on “the narrow way.” I believe many of these values are being discarded. Even before many families are being started. A respect for God’s word seems to be a thing of the past. It’s no wonder many relationships don’t last. God’s principles must be our daily ambition. His love must be our rock and a TRUE foundation! We must seek his purpose and divine way of living. It’s HIS example that must be our way of giving! Giving to others kindness and love that binds us as one. Through the witness we have in Christ… His son! May God bless our hearts and homes in one accord. As we give our attention to Jesus Christ our Lord! By Jim Pemberton 10/01/11


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My son Eli

You came to me before I was ready
I cried when I heard of your existence
Over night my youth was gone
Worried sick that I wouldn’t be good enough for you
Clueless on what expect for the future
Carrying you under my heart for 9 months long
I knew that I love you
I just never knew how much
Then I saw your face
Those beautiful brown eyes staring straight into mine
My heart melted 
And I asked myself how can a person love someone so much that they just met
But I did
I love you more than life it’s self
In that instant I knew my purpose on this earth was to protect you from all evil
I would give my last breath to you
I would kill for you
I would steal for you
The little keeper of my heart
My ray of sunshine during a thunder storm
So much joy have you given to me
My life is meaningless without you
I taught you how to walk and how to talk 
You taught me that life’s most precious gift is the love of a child
Your smile gets me through tough times
Your laugh is a symphony of music to my ears
I dedicate my entire life to you
I make I lot of promises that I can not keep but the absolute promise to love you till Lord stops my beating heart is one that is forever 
I was young and clueless
Wondering around the word deaf and dumb
Until the almighty sent you to me
I am now wiser and understanding
Selfless, patient and gentle
You, my wonderful son, are the reason for this
You changed me
You saved me
I am forever grateful for you 
My little pitcher
My soldier
My kung fu ninja
My super hero
The joy of my salvation
Life makes so much more sense when I’m looking at you
Where I go, you will go
I will starve so that you can eat
Go without so that you can have
Sleepless nights and empty bank accounts is all worth seeing you happy
Many will disappoint you, leave you, hurt you, and scar you
But remember momma will forever be right here for you
You are the number one most important thing in my life
You will never come second to nothing or no one
No matter how big you grow you will forever remain my little baby boy
My heart and my soul
My beginning and my ending 
My tiny angel without wings 
My meaning, my reasoning, my inspiration and my motivation
My one and my only Elijah William Tippett


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Emptyness

A place still lies
Lonely and untouched
Every night it cries
Seeking for its walls to be patched

A place still lies
But dead in its self
With broken memories
And an empty shelf

I struggle to find myself
In the midst of all the strife
But above me a cloud of darkness
So thick, full of sadness

The place will still lie
But not utter a cry
It shall continue to die
Because no one asked why


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A Woman, With A Bucket

A seed was kept, by a pretty woman, in her pocket
As she goes, up and down the stairs, with a bucket

For nine long months, she has it, inside her pocket
Till she finally lost her strength to carry the bucket

When the seed popped up, from her maiden pocket
She promised herself, not to let it grow, in a bucket

Though, there is still great pain, in her worn pocket 
She continues, even she’s weak, to carry the bucket

To the man of her life, she entrusted him her pocket
Till she went broke, nothing left, but just her bucket

Worst, the conman planted a seed, inside her pocket
He left her, when she has nothing, but only a bucket

Times has passed, the woman has gained her pocket
Because of a strong-willed mind, to carry the bucket

She has a fine young man, the seed, from her pocket
He is matured and never felt ashamed, of her bucket

When the beloved Romeo learned, of her full pocket
He returned with promises, of help, to fill the bucket

Too late, his own seed, he had planted, in her pocket
Will not accept him, for leaving them, with a bucket

No more love for the man, who likes only her pocket 
Nor, for the man, who left them, because of a bucket

Will you pity the man, who has but an empty pocket?
Will you pity a woman, who carries her own bucket?

Will you hate me, if, I wish not to share my pocket?
Will you love me, if, I leave you with only a bucket?

Never rush to a person, who minds only your pocket
Nor, love a person, who has no guts to hold a bucket

For it is not so easy to be a seed, in an empty pocket
Nor easy to witness a mother carries a loaded bucket

She was a pretty woman, who once had a rich pocket 
Thou abandoned she gave her son a life, not a bucket









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Today Is Terrible----

The cracked spine of
the book I dropped
at the call.
A chip in my
windshield left by a
pompous *?#@! in a
red sports car as I
drive to the
service.
Rain expectorating
from an ashen sky as
the dirt is turned.
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
crack in grandma’s
spine from her fall
down the stairs.
The chip in her
amazingly smart mind
after eighteen years
as a teacher.
Tears running,
dripping from my
Mothers ashen face
as she cries “My
mama’s dead.”
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
cracked family
emotions left raw
and empty.
The chip in Grandpas
numb mind at the
gathering… “Where is
Irene she should be
here?”
Faces gone ashen
with dread, do we
leave him numb or
remind him that his
wife is dead?
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
empty silences,
missing the jokes
Grandma used to
crack.
Grandma’s laugh and
her endless smile
which always exposed
that tooth with the
chip in it.
Without her the
world has become
empty, bleak, and
ashen.
Today is terrible.

                   
                   
                   
          Summer
Gratias


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" 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


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holokauston Page 1 of 2

Around that table, picture the scene
Self appointed leaders if you know what I mean
What were the topics on the Agenda that day
The Jewish race is about to pay

Who gave the right for this decision that's made
Who has the right to cleanse and degrade
To decide who lived, to decide who dies
Another chapter, I still wonder why

They came in the day they came in the night
Women and children pulled out of sight
Herded aboard like cattle and sheep
Many a family awoke from their sleep

Dazed and confused as they are taken away
Where will they be at the end of the day
From their warm houses and their warm beds
What must be going through their heads

As they travel through days and through the night
Up ahead, they see lots of lights
They depart the trucks and board the train
Their faces scared under the strain

Asking questions from family and others
Generations, sisters and brothers
Why are we here, where are we going
Windowless carriages with no way of knowing

We come to a stop, soldiers aplenty
Towers and wire, topped with sentries
What can this place be they have taken us to
As we head to large gates as they shuffle us through

Families separated, herded in file
Women and children, not one did smile
Taken to rooms where our heads were shaved
Is this the way humans behaved

Clothes discarded, as we enter the shower
No signs of water no signs of power
Doors slammed as we are all crammed in
History will recall this evil of sins

As we stand in the dark, chanting Jewish faith
Can hear the voices can't see the face
Noises above, do the showers start
The event has begun that tells us Humans apart

Questions and sighs, as walled vents show daylight
Some thing is falling then their slammed tight
A strange aroma starts to fill the air
As all around are screams of despair

Twenty minutes have passed and the quietness is rife
Two thousand people, two thousand lives
Pellets called HCN, or Hydrogen Cyanide
Contribute to this Genocide


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


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Son

From the exact day your Daddy 
said we'd conceived You
Exactly nine months, to the day, 
we retrieved you

It is said You are so much like him
It's a wonder that I was even there

What is a "spitting image" do tell
Because I wouldn't want it 
in my mouth to begin with 

I thought Sons were supposed 
to look like their Daddy's
After all, they're born out of Love
Or did I miss something, somewhere
                   God Bless


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Fragile

Tears running down her cheek
So many hurtful words
So many left unsaid
Eyes swollen with the agony of his memory.

Life:
A horrific nightmare
Feelings:
Dead to all
Heart:
Broken to pieces
She's fragile and ready to fall.

Eyes dripping with sadness
Her heart growing colder than ice
Out the window and into the night
Swearing the last tears were cried.

Life:
A horrific nightmare
Feelings:
Dead to all
Heart:
Broken to pieces
She's fragile and ready to fall.

Losing control of all emotions
Sanity slipping from her fingers
Wanting memories of him to leave
Wishing the pain would wash away.

Life:
A horrific nightmare
Feelings:
Dead to all
Heart:
Broken to pieces
She's fragile and ready to fall.


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My Grandma is gone

Why did she have to go away
Why did she leave all of us 
I wish she was here so we can stop crying

She was the best grandma that anyone can have 
when my cousins and I was young when she would bake a cake she would 
always let us lick the spoon

She was so funny even when she wasent trying to be funny
Now she is looking down on all that know her and love her
When she first held her great grandson my son the look in her eyes she felt joy 
and happyness and that he is still in her heart even though she is in a better 
place

I miss her so much I still feel the pain in my heart but it will get better 
I am glad she has no more pain..

She will live on in our hearts and we will never forget her
Her life did not end it is just beginning.


For MY Grandma Dorthy Purcell RIP AND I LOVE YOU


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If You Only Knew

If you only knew how i felt about you
You wouldn't treat me like you do 
If you love me like you say 
Why do we get to arguing everyday
I guess thats the way love goes
No one ever really knows 
If you want me,take me
It's the only way you'll get me maybe
I have a lot of things on my mind
But you seem to have me in a bind
That doesn't mean you have me on lock 
That just means no one can block 
The love i have for you is power
It just don't come and go in a hour
You got some really good i guess you think you do
But only if you knew


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' Boot-Legged Mama '

Mama and Daddy was always Love-Dovey
She is His Sweetheart – He is Her Honey
First Love… Real Love  -  Forever True
Pa… I Pray to find A Man Like You…

Daddy Laughed and Put His Arm Round My Shoulder
And Said, “I’ll Tell You Somethin’, Now You’re Older
It’s got to do with Your Mother’s Fame
And Why I gave Her, The Nickname…

               … Boot-Legged Mama

                  Boot-Legged Mama
Blue-jean Shorts and Vintage Tony Lama
Walked thru the Door… of A Liquor Store
… Packaged so Pretty… Pa Just had to Pour

               … Boot-Legged Mama

Ma… Was there, to get 6-packs for A Party…
Pa… Was there, ‘cause of a Taste for Bacardi
He took One Look and Knew He Couldn’t Waste Her
Pa… Gave-up ‘Drank’… Just so He Could Chase her !

Dad, Said, ‘He’d Drowned in Dark-Eyes and Sweet-Aroma
Fine-Wine, Crystal… But Tuff’ Nuff’ to Down-Drama
Pa Claims, Mama’s Labeled by the F.D.A.
And Listed on Her Driver’s License is,  A.K.A.  …

               … Boot-Legged Mama

                  Boot-Legged Mama
 Genuine Woman, Who Made Him Wanna’
Take Her to be His Lawful Moonshine
… Married at Midnight – ‘cross The County-Line

               … Boot-Legged Mama

Alcohol’s in Trauma;  and Prohibition Told Her:
"Boot-Legged Mama… Done Drove Pa Sober !"
Now, Homemade-Hooch… is His Acquired Taste
180 Proof… Kicked All Over His Case !

Right Then, Mama Flowed into The Room
Pa, Teased and Said, “Still Full-Bodied and Perfumed !
Ma Hugged Us, then Handed Me – Old Boots and A Dress…
    (and good advice)… “Go Git’ My Elliot Ness…

               … and be a Boot-Legged Mama!

( Hey !... Did I Hear Somebody, In A Country Drawl ….
          Order Up A Bottle of Kicking Alcohol !
         Well, Here She Is… Y'all ! ...
                  Boot-Legged Mama ….

Well John (Moses) Freeman... You Said You Needed
Somethin' :)  to Read tonight, before kicking up your
heels...  Well, Here It Is (Have Fun - Son)

MoonBee 

 (Thank You For All Your Wonderful Comments
Now, I Can't Get Thru The Door for My Ego.. (Smile)


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Kylarr

For My Son Kylarr Shane Brown

Kylarr is my life

Kylarr is my love 

Kylarr is my world 

Kylarr is my joy

What i do i do it for him

Kylarr is my life

Kylarr is my love

Kylarr is my world

Kylarr is my joy

He's my son and I love him

He is so sweet and everyone wish they had a son like him 

Kylarr

Vanessa N Brown

Copyright ©2005 Vanessa Brown 
 


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Hippocratic Oath

Did you see the white bird fly,
pale against the azure sky,
did you watch the dead leaves fall,
windblown, strewn against the wall?

Did you hear the north wind's sigh,
coursing through the winter rye,
were you taken by surprise,
knowing now her words were lies?

Did you feel the heavens shift
as those words passed through her lips,
does she grieve the babes unborn,
as she turned from you in scorn?

Hypocrite, heard no alarm,
despite her oath to do no harm,
witness now the blackbirds fly,
ink against the blood-red sky.

All the trees are stripped and bare,
blackened claws that scrape the air,
vultures rip and tear the seams,
gorging, shredding all your dreams.

Feel the wind caress your face,
remembering her last embrace.

(For Ryan)


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holokauston Page 2 of 2

After the quiet we all have to go
Dragged and carted by the Sonderkommando
To be dumped in pits covered by lime
A race to dispose by it's Human slime

Auschwitz, Buchenwald & Dachau slaughtered
Many a son, many a daughter
Experiments on children women and men
Some aged 90, many under 10

In 45, their end was near, how many alive would reappear
As Russians, British and US troops
Chased the Hun to their German roots
Each camp reached showed it's sordid past
Where millions of me, were massively gassed

In Auschwitz, to this present day
Birds don't fly, no animals play
The reminder is all for there to see
Those terrible days what happened to me

It's 1948, our Nation is born
From histories past, populations torn
To all who survived I wish you well
And our new born world, called Israel 


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


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Stay In Touch

Stay in touch with your feelings
Stay in touch with me
Stay in touch with our son he loves you
Stay in touch with us
I love you and I will always stay in touch with you
Stay in touch with your feelings
Stay in touch with me 
Stay in touch with our son he loves you
Stay in touch with us
Stay in touch

Vanessa N Brown

Copyright ©2005 Vanessa Brown


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The Seed

How like the pumpkin you seem to me; arriving full-blown from the seed planted in my womb. You grew wild and free among the tamer fruits of life. I can still hear an echo of your laughter. Vines and tendrils wound about you in infancy long past. We were pulled apart by my growth and yours. I long for the blossoming days of infancy and childhood, for the wee small one who never failed to make me smile, for the adult who sprang Jack-o-lantern whole into a world of normalcy refusing to accept the mundane. Can you not see me? Did you not know me? Was I never the gardener to you? The garden now lies, overrun by last years Halloween's delights, allowed to run their course, and in doing so trampling the ripe tomatoes, and green bell peppers as you do, my heart, by forgetting.


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I'm Crying

Love makes me cry
I'm crying
My son makes me cry
I'm crying
God is good and he makes me cry
I'm crying
My dad makes me cry
I'm crying 
snag makes me cry
I'm crying
My mom makes me cry
I'm crying
My man makes me cry when we make love
I'm crying

Vanessa N Brown

Copyright ©2005 Vanessa Brown 
 


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My Dear

My Dear,
I will not always be here
So listen to my words as I speak loud and clear
My Dearest Dear,
I have several years
But when I'm gone shed no tears
Oh My Dearest Dear,
When I'm gone live without fear
I will always be in your heart; I will never disappear
My Dear,
Things may be tougher then they appear
But try as hard as you can, and you will persevere
My Dear,
Oh My Dear,
Oh My Dearest Dear




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One Day

I watched as his tiny hands held the crayon,
first time homework, and I wanted to help,
but I knew this was his challenge, not mine.
In time he would figure things out on his own,
and one day, he would be a daddy, with children
of his own.


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Gentle Innocence

Have you ever watched a child sleep
The Innocence that radiate from their little faces
It's enough to make you weep

What dreams that must float through their brilliant minds
The Magic, the place
Or maybe it's a faery spell of a gentler kind
One that shows them the things that we as grown ups cannot see

I lay a wake and watch him dream 
I watch as his eye lids flutter
I watch a peaceful smile glides gently across his tiny face
Oh how I wish to be in that same place
Where that gentle innocence fills you with such a warm embrace.


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Jesus You Know His Heart

Once soft meadows so full of life,
now hold shadows, blocking the light.
Words unheard, and dreams untouched,
once your eyes laughed so much.
Distant sounds, still call your name,
within a body silenced by the game.
Love can't touch, and tears can't clean,
that part we know as self esteem.
Yesterdays of you, bring me joy,
recalling back when you were a boy.
Shiny blonde hair, and smiling blue eyes,
my heart forever hypnotized.
As tomorrow comes, and life goes on,
somewhere happiness must belong.
My prayer for you I humbly ask,
may light surround you within God's grasp.
A blessing for me, when you were born,
but somehow evil has sent this storm.
Jesus You know him, but he has lost his way,
hold him tight, don't let him stray.
Bring him safely to me once more,
as the waves get higher on unknown shores.
Lost is lonely, and screaming for help,
but I can't save him all by myself.
I give him to You, as I sit and cry,
a mother in pain, I cannot lie.
Your mother watched, as you died on a cross,
a mother in pain, for her son she had lost.
You gave her comfort, You called her name,
now I give You mine, my heart feels the same.
Bring him safely back into the flock,
as You guide a lost vessel from hidden rocks.
Let him know joy, let him feel rain,
as Your Love gently brings, my son home again.





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Believe in me

I saw your tears,
I knew something was wrong,
I knew with my mother,
My son didn't belong.
I saw the pain that you held 
deep inside.
I never wanted to leave you,
or ever have to say goodbye.
I chose for you to sleep safe in a bed,
instead of our car,
making sure you were fed,
was most important by far.
I wish I could take all the tears and
sadness away,
to correct all the wrongs and the mistakes that I made.
All you wanted was my approval, my affection and my love,
Yes, I know saying the words, just wasn't enough.
If I could go back in time          
I would have put up a bigger fight 
I would change it all today, 
to make your life a little more kind.
I would be to you all, what a mother should be,
I love you with all of my heart,
I just wish you could see,
All I ever wanted was for my children to believe in me.


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Kylarr

Kylarr when I look at you I see me
I see you grownin up
I see you have my soul 
I see you want your Daddy
I see you have my childhood
I see your mother eyes 
I see your mother lips 
I see you happy when you and my soul bonds together four ever
I see you in my head 
I see you is Godchild
Antwan H Woodberry


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Yes, Son

Yes, Son,
Even when it is not the season of your death
I live to remember you
And in every place, every new notice of death
Brings new longings for you
My ton
Of grief weighs heavier than the all the seas
Nothing dries it, nor tropic sun, nor balm breeze

We ran
There once, we played that game, we hugged
The same dream in our hearts
From the outside let them believe I shrugged
This, inside I'm nailed with darts
I scan
All possibilities to vision how it would be here
If I could substitute you again for my tear. 

Mikhail
Grief has no season, and hope no horizon for me
To beat you at chess again
The waves on the shore are each like my memory
But nothing washes pain
Fragile
Is the heart that loves, and mortality too feeble
For love's lost, it droops all fire, who can be able?


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Pinochle in the Rain

I love the rain,
On some deep unconscious plain.
It seems to seep in and soothe
The pain of an overtired brain.
That never rests,
Because of the stress,
Brought about by bad choices.
And sometimes the voices
That never seem to leave me alone,
Behind the eyes they plot
And manage to accomplish
What they desire to dethrone.
The King of Hearts is now a Jack,
Using Diamonds to fill the void left by his Queen.
Using a Spade shovel, she buries their past,
And some of her skeletons too.
I mean, she wants to start fresh, and squeaky clean.
I love the rain. It brings forth new life, 
An attitude changed; serenity, acceptance, courage to maintain.
To learn, to grow, to believe.
The hope of a new relationship,
And a budding love with my seed.
I need him, he needs me and we need him on high.
I must not waste anymore, the time's getting slim.
I love the rain.
Because it opens my mind,
My thoughts are simple, and the truth I seek, I find.
When there's a storm,
There's calm before and after,
But the journey through
I s, to me, what really matters.
I love the rain.


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He Loved You

He loved you too, you know
Loved you like his very own
In away you were
You came into his life as my friend
Through the years you grew to be my brother in arms 
Along the way you became the son he never had

He loved you as a friend
He loved you even more as a son
A son he never had
When things began to spiral out of control
You stayed when so many others ran away
You helped when I couldn’t

You meant a great deal to him
You never looked at him differently 
Nor did you treat him differently
You stood by his side
When he fell, you stood by his side and mine
You were willing to help me fight his battle for him 
You were there from the beginning 
You were there until the bitter end
Always remember my friend, my brother
He loved you more than you’ll ever know


____________________________________________________________
Dedicated to close Family friend Rodney Howard. He loved my Daddy just as much as I did/do.


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Hugs

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


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The Best day of My Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Trust

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


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When A Son Loses His Father

Now that he's without him
what is he working for
He had never truly realized
His dad drove him to want more
With working came acceptance
replaced emotions he concedes
and his father unavailable,
he kept his schedule filled with deeds,
When his father passed away
it broke him to the core
just learning he and his dad
had things in common they stood for
His dad had loved unconditionally,
despite his character flaws
and perhaps was thinking he'd call his son
when the winter thaws
but winters came and went
and neither reached to call
yet they truly loved each other
despite their voices being awol
His imperfect life with his Dad,
is now the oddest gift he treasures
He's vowed to be a father
for his sons to proudly measure
He says "I love you" to his kids,
and has being saying so for many years
then thinks of what he missed
with his Dad,
and it reduces him to tears
Nothing can make that emptiness go
he carries the lesson learned
Knowing now to speak his love out loud
not said to be returned
When a son loses his father
a part of himself fades into the light
as do the words he rarely stated,
like, "Dad, nice to hear from you tonight"
or picking up the phone to say,
"hi dad, did you just hear",
are calls he wished he'd made
while he wipes away a tear,
Now in a prayer he says, "I love you Dad", 
to the heavens he kneels and pleads
and wonders if his fathers knows
that his love's so strong, it bleeds
"Dad, in case you didn't know it,
I love you more than I can say
I always tell my kids I love them
I learned that the hard way,
and in my heart,
my father,
you shall always stay".


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Happy Mother's Day--God's Blessings to all Women--Your Mother and Mine

Your Mother and Mine
Tis Every woman
Whomsoever helps 
Any children.. anytime

Looks after them
Fixes and gives
them something to eat
Cleans them up... 
to smell sweet

helping them to live
and grow.. 
guiding their ways
Edifying thier lives
Within these earthly days

Your Mother and Mine
Always spending their time
Taking care of any children..
Giving from within their hearts
So Children can go on living
 
helping with childs needs
Fixing up 
their skinned-up knees
helping them 
with their broken hearts
Wiping away tears.. 
helping them cope with fears
Watching them 
grow through the years

As there are many women
Within this world.. Care-giving
Whom is Your Mother.. and Mine
Even some  have children of their own
Some are Grandmothers.. Aunts.. 
Teachers, Preachers, Doctors, Nurses
Any Women.. whom gives tender-love
Even women of the neighborhood tis Mothers

All the women whom tend.. 
to look after any children
whom go out of their way
bringing compassion with smiles 
giving many children..  Love everyday

God's Blessings are giving 
within the hearts of many women
Whom choose to be.. for many children
even when they have their own..
These women are tis as I see..
God's Blessings.. of Many Mothers

There are many children
Whom seek so many women out
Whom they choose to call.. them their Mother
Whom shows them Love.. Tenderheartedly giving
For I know.. this without a doubt
For many children come to my house
They.. as All Children are.. Blessings
God gives in many ways.. all women Blessings of Children

Your Mother and Mine
Children say this to me all the time
Motherly Love.. is giving by God above 

Happy Mother's Day!!! 
To All Women.. 
Even Mother's as Mine whom already gone to Heaven.. 

Dedicated to You.. Momma.. 
as You always be.. My Mother 
and many.. You had given Love.. Tenderheartedly unto
Tis be.. Your Mother and Mine...
                                                 "I Love Momma"


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I'm Going Home

,

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

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

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I'm Sorry

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


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Rebuilding the Shed in the Backyard - Again

My son is out fixing up the shed.
Winter is coming on. Needed doing he said.
He had the time and the bound-to’s.
I’m not used to this thought process, I’m not. Not from a child.

I watch him for a while.
Opening and closing gates as needed.
The dust, sifted into powder from summer’s heat, poof’s with his steps.
The heels of his jeans dragging strings on the ground, erase the tread of his 
boots.

The shed is old. There is algae or lichen on the north side boards,
where the wood is splintery gray.
Some of the lichen florets are the color of sage, some the color of a bright orange 
rust,
Circled with gray ones and black, their life cycle played out.

He hammers nails and screws in screws while holding boards in place.
Sweat glistening where skin is exposed, making long dark stains in his black 
shirt.
Veins standing out against the strain, and
Muscles laboring to prove he can do the job well, without a mother’s help.

While he works I think about his father and how differently they work.
His father preferring team work and orchestrated smooth motion
working side by side, no extra movements – and he whistled.
My son needs to prove his skills first – alone.

The shed is done and it will brave another winter, keeping the horses sheltered 
from the elements.
The wind, snow and horses milling about, will obliterate the trail of pant cuffs, 
Along with the memory of one cool day at the end of summer, 
When a man worked hard to rebuild their shelter.


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The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton


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One Love, A Tribute to Bob Marley

“One love…one heart, let’s get together and feel alright…
As it was in the beginning (one love), so shall it be in the end (one heart); give thanks and 
praise to the Lord, and I will feel alright…” Bob Marley, Prophet.


I and I, 
and together, we,
are one.

We are, but before we can be, we must realize,
that the only way TO be, is I and I – the trinity;
the I and I makes the one that was, is, and ever
shall be – 
the one yearning to be set free 
unto its brothers and sisters to its beginnings 
and endings, 
and on and on and on, and led into infinity
by its singers.

It is the one that does not seek, 
and can only be found; rediscovered 
like the greatest treasure the earth ever buried, 
and the heavens ever knew –
                                the reason for all things…

So dance as one voice; sing as two feet 
pounding
the earth with your glory; 
free the one rhythm that has been vibrating between toes 
for all of time –
dance beneath and above all things,
and sing the songs of freedom!

Rise up, rise up, rise up and dance!
Free the chains from your bound feet,
And feel the weight released –
A trinity of I and I;
One love, one heart, let’s get together
And feel alright…

I and I, 
and together, we,
are one.




*Inspired by Michele's Music to your Pen, contest and my brother in vision, the man himself, 
Mr. Bob Marley who as soon as I put him on, I'm smiling and filled with great light. :)

From ONE LOVE, by: Bob Marley


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The Man in the Middle

 
Our love had been built on a firm foundation
Trust, compassion and fidelity as well
I thought there’d be no cause for consternation
We thrived for a time in a magical spell
He was my white knight and I remained his belle
Never a doubt, certainly no confusion
Any misgivings his blue eyes would dispel
But moving in marked the end of illusion

~~~~~~~~~ Volta ~~~~~~~~~~
 
His son emerged from video seclusion
This twenty-year-old had never worked a day
He found my presence to be an intrusion
He flung jabs in attempts to drive me away
 
Thought we had it all, but his son was the boss
Now I’m struggling to recover from this loss


*Entry for Dr. Ram's Spenserian Sonnet contest



Details | I do not know? | |

The Speed of Life

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Angels

On the wings of two angles I was brought into this world…
My mother and father I’ve called them since I first spoke,

To their arms I ran when I first walked…

When my heart was not calm

Their love would come…

When no one believed
They saw what others couldn’t see
When I would cry
With a calm sigh they would smile
And the whole world would stop and the pain would die…
They taught me to not lie…
They taught me to be human…
On the wings of two angels I was brought into this world…
My mother…her beauty puts the stars to shame….
My father…his heart stronger than all the men that walk among us…

I thank my lord for giving me
The biggest treasure on this world,
Love that is clearly out of this world…
Thank you…
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Love came down at Christmas

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

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

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

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

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


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We Are There With You

You do not stand alone in your Battle
Your battle is our Battle
We may not be there in body
But we are there with you in Spirit

We are there in every beat of your Heart
In every whisper of the wind
In every thought and every touch
Every breath and every sound
We are there with you

You are wrapped in an Endless chain of Love
In every link we each send you a part of us
We send you some of our Strength
Some of our will to Fight
Some of our Courage
The most important of them all
We send you all of our Love

If you feel you need more
Just give that Endless chain a little tug
And we'll be there
Tug til you need us no more
Then we'll know you've gone Home
 


______________________________________________________________________
5/09/2014 Dedicated to my Aunt Nini, Wilma Thomas Gamble for Mother's Day. Sadly she lost her Battle w/ Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer on 5/30/2014.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Happy Dress

It’s a mother-in-law’s right, her prerogative 
To ‘drop in’ on her son almost any time,
But a mother-in-law should always be prepared
For almost anything she may find.

So, Mother Cready dropped in unannounced;
But as she approached her son’s front door,
Suddenly it opened.  “Ta Da!  Do you like my happy dress?”
His young wife stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

“Oh, my word!” Mother Cready exclaimed with surprise.
“Why are you naked?  Are you insane?”
Just as surprised, the young wife pulled her inside.
“Please, Mother Cready…if you’ll just let me explain.

You see, when Mac has had a rough day,
When he’s been under a lot of stress,
Sometimes I meet him at the door
With a smile and a kiss in my happy dress.

It always relaxes him and makes him happy,
Then he makes me very happy too.
It works for Mac and me, Mother Cready;
Maybe it would work for you.”

“We’re too old for such.” scoffed Mother Cready.
“Perhaps if we were young like the two of you.”
But, on her way home, she decided
She was definitely going to try it too.

So, she bathed and put on some nice perfume,
Fixed her make-up and her hair.
She was thinking some very sexy thoughts,
But she had to hurry…no time to spare.

She heard her husband’s car in the driveway;
And as he approached their front door,
She threw it open.  “Ta Da! Do you like my happy dress?"
She stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

She saw a little grimace cross his face,
But that was not the worst.
Then he said, “I appreciate your happy dress, my dear;
But maybe you should have ironed it first.”

ALTERNATE LAST VERSE

“Well…your ‘happy dress’ could use some ironing;
But my birthday suit could use some starch.”
He kissed her. “Bet you and I can work it out.”;
And off to bed they marched.


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MY BEST LOVE SONG

I wrote for you my best love song
I sing it everyday.
The melody from your kisses
The words from your every smile

I wrote for you my best love song
To sing a never ending love
The rhythm from your laughter
The notes from each step you take

Each day I sing you in my mind
I play you on my heart
I hum you in my whispers
I strum you in my eyes

I wrote for you my best love long
As only a mother could write
To the child who gives her laughter
Son…my best love song is you


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Beyond Belief

Looking for love landed me in trouble
Life as I knew would soon burst like a bubble.

I was already 5 months along before my mother found out.
"It's too late for an abortion", she said with a shout.

Being just seventeen, I understood she was upset.
I didn't plan on this happening but I had no regret.

I thought she'll change her mind once the baby was born.
I see now I should have took her first reaction as a forewarn.

After a very long, hard labor my precious son entered the world.
The strongest love of all, a blessing...... my mind whirled.

My mother came to see us and uttered words from hell.
The worst being: "Look at the misery you have there now!"....my heart fell.

I was shocked, hurt and angry....my emotions were running wild.
I would protect my son and therefore would not let her touch my child.

I would spend the days and some nights at my boyfriends house, just to stay away.
After weeks of going back and forth my mother-in-law took pity and decided to let me 
stay.

I was gone for three days when my mother called me with another verbal slaughter. 
She stated: "I no longer have a grandson and you are no longer my daughter.

Those words were unexpected, I was so numbed, that all I could whisper was "OK".
A mother is supposed to love unconditionally, how unthinkable that it could turn out 
this way.

For Carol Brown's 'Let Down' contest.


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Just Like Father

01 March 2011


Just Like Father


For every single day you’ve watched me
Remember how’d I express my thoughts
My feelings you would express as yours
Daily routine, together we stumbled to practice

In your humming, I fondly put words and we sing
In your asking, I become a learner and perceiver
In being inquisitive, I should rationalize
To prove certain things, you would not understand by now

We go on same haircut as always the crew cut
We paired off dresses in every outdoor moment
Have the same craving in foods and things to do
Like spider web, hanging out, interweaving close ties

“Just like Father,” words come out from your lips
I am proud to hear this coming from you
“Just like Father,” means you want to be like me
You are my son and only true admirer
I wish I could give you the best of me

You are my little hero 
Wakes me up, when I fell into uneasy sleep
You are my little angel
Guard me through the walk in the darkest pathway
You’re my son and only true resemblance


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If Old Men Fought

An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war

A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying

Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn

A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition

As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed

The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late

Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right

Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right

Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight


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'Altering Decisions'

You made a life altering decision
That changed your life.
A choice that left mine empty,
I hated you for 
taking my son away
with one bullet… 

I hated you for pulling the 
trigger that day
I wished you were dead too…  

I wanted you to 
feel my pain, 
to experience my heartache 
I never thought,  
I would ever forgive you
until that day,  
I realized that the anger 
that made you pull the trigger 
are consuming me,  
drowning me… 

The love that I had for my son 
almost completely gone 
wasted energy and time, 
time that would not bring my son back
neither would the denial
that you needed my forgiveness, 
in the end your sin 
would not be a continued cycle…

My life might have changed forever that day
but I also learned the divine gift, 
forgiving someone can bring about... 

Even if it took me years to embrace. 

*loosely based on a true story of a SA mother who forgave her son's killer.. The story was highlighted on Reconciliation Day* 

© All Rights Reserved


Details | List | |

Rules in the eyes of a toddler

If it is off, I must turn it on.
If it is on, I must turn it off.
If it is folded, I must unfold it.
If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.
If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed, stepped on or smeared.
If it is high, it must be reached.
If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.
If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.
If it has leaves, they must be picked.
If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.
If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.
If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.
If it is closed, it must be opened.
If it does not open, it must be screamed at.
If it has drawers, they must be rifled.
If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.
If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.
If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.
If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.
If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest. It must be pushed by me instead.
If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.
If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried.
If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.
If it is paper, it must be torn.
If it has buttons, they must be pressed.
If the volume is low, it must go high.
If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.
If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.
If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.
If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.
If it is a phone, I must talk to it.
If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.
If it doesn't stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.
If it is not food, it must be tasted.
If it IS food, it must not be tasted.
If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.
If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.
If it is Mommy, must make her dirty
If it is sibling, must slap,kick,and fight.
If it has four legs, must squeeze tight until makes noise
If big person is on phone, must make lots of noise
If tv is not on cartoons, scream until they are
If food is not good, throw it, refuse to eat it and cry until big people give you something good


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US in JesUS

Before we were thought of or time had started, 
God put US in His Son’s name.. 
 
And each time we pray, you'll see its true, 
You can't spell Jesus without including US.  
Were a pretty big part of His wonderful name, 
For US, He was born; 
 
And His great love for US is the reason He died. 
Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand 
He rose from the dead, with US in His plan? 
 
The stones split away, the gold trumpet blew, egospelexpress
And His resurrection was for US.  
 
As JesUS left the earth with His wonderful ascension, 
When He felt there was one thing He just had to mention. 
 
"Go into the world and tell them it's true 
that I love them all - Just like I love you." 
 
So many people are Christian brothers and sisters, 
Don't all the others have a right to know JesUS too? 
 
It all depends on what we do, 
He'd like them all to know, 
But it all starts with US. 

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright   2011

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Thank God for Noah

Almighty
Father in heaven,
Father of mine Christ;
this soul throbs deep
within mine chest
causing limp these limbs
and my heavy breath, for,
the miracle, You have
blessed me with

I love his reach
and tender kiss,
his; rough Pops up, and
ice crème drips,
and,
the notes poets affix
cheering Your gift

My loving God
in Christ’s precious name
I don this lyric
with You in mind

Yes, in your sublime
magnificent gest’
each day I note;
Your love for me,
Your doting gift


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A Mothers Memorial Day Prayer

Dedicated to all those who lost Sons and Daughters to war
It's Memorial Day today I hear the bands uptown I'm sure there are many flags Hung all around Soon the BBQ will fill the air Friends and family will come Many will laugh and celebrate This day means only fun Oh to me this day means not the same For they came knocking at my door With news that changed our life forever On my knees I dropped to the floor They said my son has died in battle That he was brave to the end He died for God and Country Be proud when sorrow begins A strong and honored man he was He loved this country so He happily gave his life for her If only all would know He saw the value of freedom He stood bravely against the foe I still see his smile and feel his Hugs he'd go back again I know Our boys feel love and strength inside In the uniform that they wear They would proudly do it all again Because for you they care. There are no words that we can say describing these women and men No amount of gratitude is enough To show the love within For they wear their uniform with honor We all need to stop and pray Each time we see them say THANKYOU And may God Bless them along the way The last full measure of Devotion My son gave to each one of us As many many others have before In their strength we must trust We too must be dedicated to this land To keep this country free For freedom isn't free at all For my son this I plea Turn back to God oh mighty Nation may all dedicate their life to you May all who live here love Her And stand for freedom too Don't give in to the Devil Don't turn your back on God One Nation indivisible Oh my son died for the land you trod Be strong in your love for Her Make it a great land again Turn your backs on evil For it's her people that need faith again So today when you're having fun In the joy of all you do Step back a moment and say a prayer For our children who give their life for you Linda Sue Etling Copyright © 2010 by Linda Sue Etling All Rights Reserved


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Murderapolis Streets, Claim Two More Young Heartbeats

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

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


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She's Nobodys Fool On CD

She's a charming love attraction,
Always dresses fit to thrill,
When she's looking for some action,
She's looking for a heart to steal,

And her charming eyes can mesmerize,
The heart of any man,
While her warming smiles can magnetize,
Them right into her hand,

And she's nobodys fool,
She's sexy sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like a fool

And she gets some satisfaction,
When they say her love is cruel,
And her only shown reaction is,
"I'm nobodys fool!"

She can easily charm the devil,
From the heart of any man,
And her way is having several,
Caught up in her hand,

And she's nobodys fool,
She's sexy, sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like a fool,

And her charming eyes can mesmerize,
The heart of any man,
While her warming smiles can magnetize,
Them right into her hand,

She"s a charming love attraction,
Beaming with sex appeal,
When she"s looking for some action,
She's just looking for the thrill,

And she's nobodys fool,
So sexy, sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like a fool,

She's a charming love attraction,
So sexy, sweet and cool,
And she gets some satisfaction,
Being nobodys fool,

And she's nobodys fool,
She's sexy sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like an fool,


Details | Romanticism | |

Christmas Teddy Bear, On CD

Darling, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, a song and dance to share,
Some hugs and kisses between us, a warm and listening ear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, the charm of Christmas cheer,

Yes, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, in tender loving care,
Some hugs and kisses between us, a song and dance to share,
Some hugs and kisses between us, as I hold you near,

For love to be with us, throughout our Christmas years,
Darling, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, the charm of Christmas cheer,
Some hugs and kisses between us, the warmth of Christmas dear,

Enduring love to be with us, throughout our Christmas years,
Darling, what I want for Christmas, is you to be my teddy bear,
Some hugs and kisses between us, some hugs and kisses between us,
Some hugs and kisses between us, "Won't you be my teddy bear!!"


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GOODBYE MAMMA

Although you never knew it,my LOVE was always there;there were many who did tell you,I 
was a son who didn't care.But lifes a funny journey,some parts are good and bad;your 
passing without warning,has truly left me sad.I'll pray to God to give you,all the LOVE you 
hadn't here,lets hope we meet in HEAVEN......so I'll see you MOTHER Dear. ~ Princefreakasso

Your broken hearted son PRINCE!

Mother decided to die without saying goodbye,didn't give me the opportunity;to shed a single 
tear or cry. 

My mother passed away a short while back and I was too late for her funeral.Just got to put 
some flowers and light some candles at her grave.Let's hope the good Lord blesses and 
keeps her until we meet again.


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10 Little fingers 10 little toes 2 little eyes

10 Little fingers 10 little toes 2 little eyes everyday they save a life.
Every day she will arise to go to work 9-5 flipping burger's and dunking fry's.
10 Little fingers 10 little toes 2 little eyes everyday they save a life.
Every day hold's a new surprise from those 10 little fingers 10 little toes and 2 little eyes.
one day shell realize 10 Little fingers 10 little toes 2 little eyes are not so little any more.
Those 10 little fingers get bigger and one has a ring on it.
Those 10 little toe's get bigger no longer barefoot a boot on each.
Those 2 little eyes no longer so little looking strait up the middle ready for combat.
10 Little fingers 10 little toes 2 little eyes everyday they save a life.
Her 10 Little finger's 5 little toe's 2 little eye's finally come home.
and like I said 10 Little fingers 10 little toes 2 little eyes saved Their life.


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The Woman In White

It was a cold and rainy night.
The stars were shining bright.
It seemed as if the world was at a pause and not a person was in sight.
I sat quietly in my car, 
the sound of music I heard blasting from a far.
I opened my door,
stepped out slowly and looked around.
Now suddenly the music stopped,
not a word is heard, not even a sound.
I turned my head, looked over my shoulder,
I saw a woman running.
She was wearing a white gown.
I couldn't help but wonder why this woman running
flaunted such a frown.
I followed her footsteps,
I listened for the sound.
Running through the darkness,
one question came to mind,
Who would leave this woman?
Who would be so heartless?
How can someone leave her when she is so obviously distraught?
Abruptly a sound was heard.
I came to a stop.
I listened closely.
It was a gunshot.
Now fearful I stood.
I began to run as fast as I could.
I ran so fast, I could hear my heart beating.
I came upon my car and noticed a woman bleeding.
She was gasping for air.
Someone had shot her and left her to die there.
It was as if they didn't even care.
She reached for my hand,
whispered softly to me
"never trust a man"
At that moment her hand dropped.
I knew her heart had stopped.
I looked at her white gown now dripping red.
I I cried to myself and pondered what she had said.
This could be me.
I could be lying here dead.
I will remember her words always.
They will haunt me for the rest of my days.
This moment I will never forget.
No man should ever be such a threat.

This was the day my life would change.
From this day on I would never be the same.
The lesson I learned here,
never have such fear.
Fear that will keep me from being free.
I learned that I can be happy just being me.


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The Look On My Child's Face

The Look On My Child’s Face…

Just yesterday I noticed a look of
 love on my child’s face.
This happened in a most  “ordinary place.”

It was in our home.
 A place by God’s design.
I felt God speaking to my heart
 this particular time.

I didn’t take any time to
 stop and realize,
The look of love and innocence
 in my child’s eyes.

“Am I being the kind of Dad
 God wants me to be?”
“Am I being an example of Christ
 for my child to see?”

Have I been demonstrating my
 God-given ability,
teaching my kids God’s love,
 and responsibility?

May a Christ-like life in my kids
 be clearly seen and understood,
As one day they will 
grow into adulthood.

I hope that one day my
 Children will say:
“I want to be like my Dad-
every single day!”

By Jim Pemberton




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My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


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Giggles and goose bumps

Unexpectedly, his miniature hand
bathed mine arm

Attached to it,
the query;

“Pops?”

“Yes son,
I love you too”

And his giggles raced on



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Our Jakob

Our Jakob

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

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

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

30 July 2013 @ 1757hrs.







Details | Rhyme royal | |

A Mother's Unconditional Love

For I have renewed my patience only for you
And have come to terms with the fact that you will be doing what you do
For I have promised to love you for who you are and not what I want you to be
For this I employ
That for whatever it is that you will do 
I will just think that you are just a boy

..My little boy.


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I'm Not the Kind of Person God Wants Me to Be

I’m not the kind of person I need to be! There’s too many problems inside of me! I’m not the kind of person you’d want to know… I’ve too many worries and a troubled soul! I’m the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I’m the kind of person who’s gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don’t even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you’d want to be around. I may get discouraged, and “get you down.” I’m the kind of person who’s giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I’m the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You’re someone that this person can always depend! I’m not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That’s why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton


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Little Bundle of joy

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

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

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

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


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Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


Details | Light Poetry | |

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!
    


Details | Romanticism | |

Daydreaming of You On CD

When I spend my days,
Dreaming of you babe,
My lonely heart says,
I really do miss you babe,

In a special way,
Of Knowing I love you,
My mind spins away,
Babe, in daydreams of you,

In daydreams of you babe, so lonesomely blue,
In loves precious way, I'm missing you,,
My heart's in a phase, mind's in a swirl,
Spinning away, daydreaming of you girl,

Daydreaming of you,
From the bottom of my heart,
I'm missing you plays,
A lonely part,

And loving you,
From the bottom of my heart,
Is so lonesomely blue,
'cause we're miles apart,

In daydreams of you babe, so lonely and so blue,
In loves special way, I'm kissing you,
My heart's in a phase, mind's in a whirl,
Spinning away, daydreaming of you girl.


Details | I do not know? | |

A CONVERSATION WITH MY SON

Is this something? 
yes it is
It's called love

Do I waste my time? 
no and leave
love behind

should I ask her out 
or remain in doubt

mom, I'M confused 
what should I do 

my son please continue
to pray 
and let God lead the way

wait to hear his voice
then you will make the
right chioce

pray for God to guide you 
and then 
My son your bride will find you

she's waiting on you
so be on your way 
and find that special date 

remember running into A dead end 
is not where love begins. 


let wisdom be your guide 
it will help you find your bride 
 
 


Details | Free verse | |

What Easter Means To Me

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As spring joyfully arrives
brilliant blue skies and vast green fields come to life

peering from the rich soil 
an Easter Lily opens with beauty

with large white trumpet shaped flowers
and gracious green stems climbing high

the music of the lords returned began to blow
streaming far and wide

a celebration had begun 
a celebration of eternal life
 
I gaze at the cross in deep loving thought 
as each miraculous miracle came to light

O' Lord God Almighty
this day brings gratitude and thanksgiving
for you..... staying faithful to the point of death
and giving your life, so that each may dwell divine

I thank you Lord
I thank you

peering from the rich soil
an Easter Lily sings praise


__________________________________________

CONTEST


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Precious Stones

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

11.17.2014
Anthony Slausen’s Contest 
Precious Stones and Gems 


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For My Son

What dream possesses and stays your weary heart,
with nagging persistence, that divining rod?
What constellation sets that heavenly chart?
God gives to each soul a healthy seed planted
down deep in heart's fertile soil, fertile sod.
Don't be lazy, don't take your dreams for granted.

It's your garden to till, where no one impairs,
no one can hinder the plan God has for you;
only yourself, so release the doubts, the cares.
Brought to this moment with your talents to use,
You've learned all that you need, by now it's old shoe,
the dream seed must open and blossom profuse.

What dream possesses and stays your weary heart?
It's your garden to till, where no one impairs.


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A Far Away Hug

A FAR AWAY HUG

Though my eyes will not be there
To see how you touch our baby
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though my ears will not be there
To hear his first cry in the morning
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though you won’t hear my voice
To say how happy I am to have you both
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though my hands will not be there
To feel and touch your hands
I’m sure you whisper to him my name
This is your father’s far away hug

Though I can’t see you now
In my mind you are perfectly pictured
That I was holding both you and your mother
With feet to take you where you’d go
With eyes to see you enjoying the sunset’s glow
With ears to hear your laughter
With arms to comfort you both
And will never be a far away hug.



Posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 4/22/2009


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

My Son

My son,  my son
I want to see my son 
Please God , where is my son 

That's all I heard 
As the man ran past 

Seems there was a shooting 
And he can't find his son 

He heard there was a shooting 
On his car radio, that's all he knew
His son was all but a child of fifteen

Someone reaches out to stop him
As he drops  to his knees  to pray
My God, My God please show me 
my son. 

I will do anything to see my son 
Next thing he knew they took him 
down stairs to see his son 
To the blood soaked sheets 

God let him see his son that day 
His son was an innocent bystander 
Of the games people play on the world stage! 



wrote 1, 6, 2005


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The Never Ending Battle

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION

JS Lambert



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Romancing Distant Moments

Romancing Distant Moments



I am romancing with distant moments
Distance, I keep trying to connect by dreaming
In a time difference, so hard to get a full time so meant
For my child and wife, I longed for reaching

God is so kind bestowing us a child
As we never thought we could have at least one
The passing of time charmed and leave us beguiled
But in prayers, answered us by granting us a son

We gave him a Christian name Pio Noel
Derived from the name of Saint Padre Pio of Pietrelcina
And Noel from my name, a kind idea of my wife Cecille
A name he will carry as his insignia

I listened to their voice over the cell phone
Or watched their videos, I took during my last vacation
Still longing for more moments of them to be shown
To alter depression with deep sign of elation

Through messages, I cherish the distant moments
As my wife will relay to me my child’s notable deeds
As I record every details on my diary as my attunement
Of his daily childish act finely registered on my head

For a picture of table, Pio tells ‘it is table’
For a picture of chair, Pio tells ‘it is sit’
My wife will not dare to show him that it is laughable
But gave him a nice lecture to improve his wit

Whenever he sees his grandfather with fellow friends
He will run to them and kiss their hands as a sign of respect
An instance, my wife eagerly drew a rabbit using a crayon pen
And hardly could be identified as rabbit, but Pio proudly said ‘rabbit’ in all aspect
(My wife kissed him and said ‘Pio you are very clever because even though my drawing is 
hardly could be noticed as rabbit but still you interpreted it very well’)
 
At the age of 1 year and 6 months, Pio knows how to save money
Upon seeing coins inside my wife’s bag, he got this in his hand
And pointed into small piggy bank and dropped in the coins so eagerly
Dirty clothes out of the basket, he willingly put this back without a command

Every time my wife’s cell phone will beep or ring
Pio immediately bring this to my wife and tell her that father text
Pio is fond of watching television and get a chance to lip-sync
He enjoyed for someone blowing on his tummy and find his mother to play suplex

Upon entering our room, Pio will point to our family picture
And loudly will recite ‘this is Pio, mother and father’
Every distant moments of them, I need to capture
While away, I am romancing distant moments sweeter but farther



Previously posted in voicesnet.com poetry site
Written last October 28, 2009
By: Noel N. Villarosa


Details | Lyric | |

Where I'll Be

We drank tea, or was it hot chocolate?
You brushed the hair out of my eyes.
You whispered: "friends, like us, we've got it good."
That night we met, my mouth said, “Nice to meet you.”
my heart said, “Oh, I’ve found you.”

We drove for less than an hour
To a spot you claimed as your own.
There we sat by the edge
Encased by the light from the moon,
if you were to ask me what was on my mind
my response would be “only of you”.

No words needed to be spoken
The beating of my heart was all I heard
something so strong shouldn't make me this weak,
my gaze casts out over the water
before I settle on your face,
I've never seen the color beautiful
until I looked into your eyes.

If everything were to change
everything would fade,
still I would not break the bond we've made.
If you find yourself lost, confused
Not sure of which path to choose,
Look down to your chest, a little to the left
That’s where I’ll always be.

Innocents watched by Mother Nature
Electricity ran through my veins
Egged on trees around us, the wind carrying our ways.
I screamed it in my head, because I wouldn’t to your face
When I looked into your eyes you dared to stare right back
I should have whispered, "Hi, I'm your other half."

Fall turned into winter when the ground began to freeze
Racing down the slopes, our bodies felt the breeze.
My face was flushed from the drinks
little did you know
Thoughts of you made me blush,
But I couldn’t let it show

a dirty mind quickly turned pure
as your shoulder warped into a pillow
one hand on the steering wheel
the other around my back.
my eyes slowly close I let myself go
Listening to Colbie sung softly in my ear
Congratulations you broke me down
Taking away my fears.

If everything were to change
everything would fade,
still I would not break the bond we've made.
If you find yourself lost, confused
Not sure of which path to choose,
Look down to your chest, a little to the left
That’s where I’ll always be.

My heart is your piñata
A few blows it has received,
Better yet its pin the tail on the donkey
Where I placed my heart on your sleeve.
As time wore on
The muscle slowly faded
Leaving just a mark,
But all these moments
Make up a story
ours is simply at the start.

When you find yourself lost, confused
Not sure of which path to choose,
Look down to your chest, a little to the left
You will always find me.


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 | ABC | |

you dont listen

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

by : Sheena Shenia Jackson 
May 23, 2013


Details | Rhyme | |

A New Beginning

Here’s to new beginnings,
And what this year will bring;
A fun filled year of passion,
And our baby in the spring;

A new life in our arms,
Our prospects look so bright;
Just thinking of our future,
Fills me with delight;

I can not wait to hold him,
And watch the wonder in his eyes;
As each an every second,
Fills him with surprise;

He is the new beginning,
To the life that we’ve begun;
And a happy home in which,
We welcome our new son.


Details | Narrative | |

Family

A decade in to
a new millennium,
a woman, nearing
a century on Earth,
braces herself in
a doorway of
the house,
she has lived in since birth.

Her oldest son unfastens his belt, and takes a seat at the end of her table,
where her middle son just fixed the legs of the chair; to make sure it was stable.
Her youngest son brushes the webs off the wall, and scrubs the stains from the floor.
Her only daughter packs up her pictures, and helps her through the door.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a life, almost
a century long,
comes flooding back
to the thoughts of a woman
who feels removed 
from where she belongs.

Her daughter tries to lift her spirits, (from the room in which, she slept as a child)
but no one could easily witness their memories, all being sorted, and filed.
Her house is dissected, and put in a truck that waits - like a thief - in the drive.
-The cumbersome stance; the delicate dance; together, they help one another survive.

A decade in to 
a new millennium,
a woman approaches
a century - passed.
A man in the attic
waves from the window -
Assuring her: 
This home will not be her last.


Details | ABC | |

12-14-12

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

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



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The True Meaning of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter! The true meaning of the Easter story, Is God’s Son came down to Earth from glory. Jesus really does love you and me. He was born to die that you might be free. For 33 years, he lived among sinful men. Then one day was to be an atonement for our sin. He who was born of the virgin Mary’s womb. Was to one day rise again from an empty tomb. So many people today have gotten into a bad habit, of replacing Jesus with the bunny rabbit. So please reach out to others and let them know, Of the lover and redeemer of their soul. The true meaning of Easter must forever be said. Of God’s son who died, but arose from the dead! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Couplet | |

Indigenous I Am, from the Stolen Generations

This is a journey, a trip call it what you will It follows the footsteps of my ancestors, and allows my thoughts too spill Firstly let me take you back, to tell you so little of my past Indigenous I am, from the "Stolen Generations" I did not last This is why I must make this journey, to allow me to find the real me To retrace the few steps I made, to rediscover what my young eyes seen How ironic that the person I'll ride with, is the son of the then official Whose deliberation to round up us children, the scene, locale It's now the morn of our travel, where I look I find hard to see The peripheral of the distant horizon, is all that really captures me The town where I grew up so young, barely to the age of five Perth, now bustles like a termites nest, zig zagging in busily strive Into the bush we go, to a place where us youngsters so enjoyed Moore River Native Settlement, which soon became children void As I walk my arid lands, patterned in the heat of this day I recall with every step, where us Indigenous children played We could survive on the smallest of fruit, water we could easily find Even the son of the then official, said that we are a superior kind He marvelled when I spotted tracks, traces of where animals crossed Remembering back to when I was five years old, our lands always talked We opened up as we led our horses, introduced all those centuries ago They opened up my lands, rivers we walked, now the white man flows This is a journey I had to make, it's called, it's in my will No more "Stolen Generations" no more will my culture spill


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To My Black Pearl

In a world filled with lost black girls
I found my cultured pearl
highly respectable
and very intellectual

with beauty that extends beyond the skin
to me she is far beyond a 10
in life the best blessing

I have ever encountered 
through the Lord I found her

angel with no wings
that plays my heart strings
and gets me so excited
until finally I had to write it
this is my heart where you are cordially invited

to stake your claim
plant your flag,write your name
for eternity you will course through my veins

your the ying to my yang
the name my heart sang
everything is you are my everything

I love you is a understatement none can take your place
your my oxygen without you I would suffocate

We moved so rapidly
became a family
you bought out the man in me
even had my little man for me

love of my life completely free from drama
worthy of being my wife, I did it right not just a babies mama
so I will honor
you forever shatada

I Can't SEE ME WITHOUT YOU

To my wife Shatada who loved me unconditionally. SEPT 4 2008 MAKES 9 YEARS.


Details | Nonet | |

Into My Arms

"Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key..."

I  waited  patiently for  so long
Uncertainties and  excitement
Each day  growing  together
Then our special day came
Brought into the world
Into my arms
My new love
My child
Born




Written by Shani Fassbender
For Constance La France's Contest "A Fragment of Life"
Date: August 22, 2011


Details | Lyric | |

Mirrorred Refrain-GOD GAVE US LOVE FREELY

Smell the spring aroma and 
let it delight all your senses...
don't the softest roses bloom
on windless, sunniest days?


Let my slow fingers caress your lustrous hair,
feel the pleasant warmth of a lovely afternoon;
on windless, sunniest days...
don't the softest roses bloom?


Only the truest lovers can set the white moon ablaze,
as the passing stars shed more light on their faces;
don't the softest roses bloom
on windless, sunniest days?


God gave us love freely as the air we breath;
humans have turned it into lust and doom...
on windless, sunniest days
don't the softest roses bloom?

Entered in Jared Pickett's contest,"Mirrored Refrain"


Details | Acrostic | |

Losing Him

Buried secrets…pulled out of dank soil and shoved into the light
Unjustified accusations, exhausting and expensive to fight
Tainted and tattered relationships flutter in and endless wind

Impossible to undo or explain, especially to a young mind, closed within

Wistful memories of easy smiles and open affection
Innocence gone; hatred coaxed by lies and deception
Love too strong and proud to let go, perceived as little more than a show
Lost for words as his disrespect slowly smolders and grows

Lingering awkward anger, followed by confusion and sighs
Each hateful word and hostile look, thrown like daggers from eyes I don’t recognize
Torn between a mother’s hope and helpless frustration

He is resolute; seeing only black and white…allowing no gray in this situation
I have given up explaining, reasoning, and rationale that falls on deaf ears
My heart breaking with each failed attempt; desperately fighting back tears

Gone forever is the boy I knew only months ago
Oblivious to my intent and resolute to his own; my heart tells me to say no,
…But I will let him go


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What I Look For In A Home


I’m sure that home to many has a different meaning. It depends what kind of life they’ve been receiving. There are those with memories of hurt and pain. Some may not want to mention their families name. Others have childhood memories they are fond of. They may have a family that they’re proud of! I think that in many cases, home is not what people see. It has a lot of importance. Both to you and me! What home means to me is to have our family together. And ask the Lord to bless it, with his love forever! God gave me a wife and children to take care of. May I not do things that I’d be ashamed of! I invite YOU Jesus, to be the head of our home! May we come together as a family, around your throne! May our family serve one another as we should. May the truths of God’s word be applied and understood! May the Lord help us to get along, with our imperfections. May God’s word be our “road map,” for needed direction! There’s no perfect home. Believe me! I know it! When it comes to family time… We all need to show it! Unless the lord builds the home… They labor in vain that build it! Let’s seek God’s blessing! So his love can completely fill it! Please come Jesus! And fill our home today! May our home be honored by what we do and say! By Jim Pemberton


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Wisdom of Heights---Climb with Me

This morning
bells toll
a trumpet sounds
but refuses to blare
it just doesn't know 
how to harm
what it takes
to infect the living 

trees
earth
and sound
survive sadness
out last the past
bond brothers and sisters
of sky
air 
mud 
and water
as it loses 
to a force

some days...

this morning
it wins
because the vibration knows god
and is ONE

and though human imperfections
sit in the shadows of it's path
perfections will
and forever will
prevail

people
so arrogant 
we choose to destroy 
but how can we concentrate 
on methods of malcontent
when god sits at our breakfast table?
urging
as father urges child
"get up!"
"move on!"
"stand on two feet!"
"breath child!"

he tolls the bell
as we lay on deaf ears
he loosens ties with anger 
as the path warns and wears
thrusting
driving this cosmic ship 
of no loses
only tiny
arrogant setbacks

and he smiles
for he knows
what we yet
have to find...
and all is well.


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The Gift

With head in hands and weary sigh’s, I ponder what to give
For all the gift’s cost so much, why it’s even hard to live
Within the meager means of what a person makes today
I sit in quietness and listen for the answer’s  as I  pray.
God, can it be we want so much that we don’t really need?
The gift’s we give we value more than what you’d have us heed?
What is it Lord you’d have me give to celebrate the day
You gave  us your only begotten son to show us all the way,
To be an extension of your love so every man could see 
Your Glory sent to us on earth, so we your sons might be..
Oh yes my Lord! I hear you say the gift’s  you’d have me give
Would be the gift’s of Love,Joy,Peace, showing others how to live.
By living an example, the gift of love would be the best 
Of laying down my own way when I’m put to the test.
To give my time to listen and to hear man’s very heart
When it’s broken, badly wounded ,then your love I shall impart.
To let them know there is a father who care’s in all they do,
You are standing close to them and they can lean on you.
I’ll say,  our father knows us from beginning to the end.
Not only he's our father but wants to be our greatest friend.
I’ll tell them of your son you gave, for us he took our place.
Upon the cross he gave his life for all of the human race.
The crown of thorn’s upon his head, the nails  in his hands and feet
The sword thrust in his side,  his blood made all complete
What more could mortal man do , than for us all to die?
And as he bowed his head in death, forgive them was his cry.
Oh but now comes Joy, of it our heavenly angles sing
For on the third day he arose, we claim him as our King
Every man that hears, and will  believe, that Jesus is our Lord
Can have the same Joy that he gives, for it’s a unbroken cord
That links together Love, Joy, Peace and in everything I do
I’ll give those gifts from God above…I give them now to you.


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

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


Details | Free verse | |

Grandmother's Joy

            
           for my grandson Richard III

My grandson is a "Big Boy'' -
He is a Grandmother's joy.

With my grandson we are one team:
We read, we play, we walk, we swim.

He shows me his school grades,
Shares private little secrets.

We like to ride the bicycle
Around the pond's circle.

His dream is to be a policeman
Protect the people from bad men.

My grandson's smile is sunny,
He makes the world shiny.

My grandson is a " Big Boy''!
He is a Grandmother's joy!


Details | Sonnet | |

Birthday Sonnet For My Son

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

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

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

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



Noel N. Villarosa
19 April 2014


Posted also in: www.pinoylifefacts.blogspot.com


Details | Free verse | |

The Harvest

I would that your need
be to find the path straight
that your hearts rise above
and be harvested in glory

I would that the seed
Which was planted with love
be fruitful by faith
and be harvested in glory

I would from the start
that your minds be the same
as the standard you were made by
and was worthy of me even then

I would that your innermost parts
do awake and remember my name
and the hope therein gave I
of glory that transforms the children of men

Whereby understood, when this truth be told
will the doors of my trapped unlock
For the day of my wrath is ever so near
and the time of the harvest of glory

Seek the sheep that are without the fold
for the shepherd soon comes for his flock
Seek the lost that his voice when they hear
may come in and be harvested in glory

For behold I give sight
when the hearts for old reins make amends
for I would that you yet see my face
and great be the harvest of glory

For my flames scorch the night
till they destroy its end
till my waters of Life flow with grace
and you that are mine shall be harvested in glory...


Matt 24:30-31:  And then shall appear the sign of the Son of man in heaven:
                          and then shall all the tribes of the earth mourn, and they shall see the
                          Son of man coming in the clouds of heaven with power and great
                          glory. And he shall send his angels with a sound of a trumpet,
                          and they shall gather together his elect from the four winds,
                          from one end of heaven to the other


Details | Narrative | |

El tren hacia el olvido part 3

"hola" (nino pasajero del tren)
Hola donde estan tus padres chiquillo
"No le hables ha ese tipos de persona mi hijo" le dijo la madre al nino "ellos no son como
nosotros criatura, ellos son una maldicion del mundo"
Me preocupa la ignorancia de las personas sobre clase sociales
Dios las comprenda
Ya que a mi, se me hace imposible reconocer tal ignorancia de tan magnitud
pero bueno sigamos con mi regreso a Nueva York
regresando a mi ciudad lo primero que hice fue correr a la casa de sus padres
LLegando a esa casa 
color casi mostaza con ventanas blancas 
me sorprendi mucho al ver que nada habia cambiado
Demaciadas memorias se me venian a la cabeza
Como cuando eramos ninos y hasta el primer beso que nos dimos
Finalmente, me arme de valor y toque la puerta
El mayordomo contesto la purta y me dijo "Muchacho(George)""Que desea? A aqui no empliamos
a personas como usted"
Y yo le conteste-No, no busco empleo yo busco a Sandy
Y el me contesto "Sandy" "La senorita Sandy se esta casando hoy mismo en la Iglesia de San
Pedro"
No podia entender lo que estaba pasando
Sentia un dolor tan grande
Como si me huvieran enterrado un punal en el corazon
Y las lagrimas se me salian de los ojos enevitablemente
Pues sentia un savor bien amargo en toda la boca
Asi sali corriendo hasta la iglesia 
Ya que estaba lloviendo no se si corria mas rapido por la lluvia o por la deseperacion de
ver a verla 
Aun que fuera por ultima ves
LLegando a la iglesia havia un rotulo que decia "NO NEGROS ALLOW""NO PERSONA DE COLOR ES
PERMITIDA"
Mas yo entre a fuersa y asi luchando con los guardespaldas llegue hasta en medio de la iglesia
y la gente conmovida y sorprendida decian "Que hace este mulato en la iglesia"
Y alli estaba ella luciendo como una reina
Mas me fue suficiente con verla una ves mas y asi sali de ese lugar
Sin mirar atras ni a los lados
Nada mas pensaba desaparecer y no volver nunca mas
Asi fui hasia la estacion del tren y compre un voleto con destino hasta la ultima parada
crusando el pais entero
LLegando ala estacion, una mujer de vestido blanco color perla y de sombrero igual me toco
el hombro y me di vuelta
Voltiandome ella se quito el sombrero y sus ojos brillaban como el mar brilla al resplandor
del sol.
Ella me pregunto si necitaba compania
Me abrazo y me dio un beso y asi partimos juntos en el TREN HACIA EL OLVIDO
Sin importar la clase social y lo mas importante
de que color era nuestra piel.........


DIOS ES AMOR Y TODOS SOMOS IGUALES PARA EL...


Details | Quatrain | |

Lifting Me Up

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


Details | Kyrielle | |

The Christmas Stockings

Children far too young to realize 
That  some things in life you should prize
We had no jobs and no takings
Bare were the Christmas stockings

Scrounging colourful material 
Lace, chintz and chiffon ethereal 
Ribbons included in the making
A show for the Christmas stockings

Balls of red and green and scrap yarn
Imaginary faces darn’
On beautiful princess and kings
Displayed in the Christmas stockings

Plywood and some leftover paint
Canopy bed fit for a saint
Pea under mattress, her liking
Endured for the Christmas stockings

A penguin made of black felt
A hobgoblin with a scarlet belt
‘Gold’  jewellery box,  flaking
Accepted for the Christmas stockings

Coconut ice cut into stars
Liquorice plaited into bars
Brownies and tarts kept me baking
Produced for the Christmas stockings

My daughter was five that year
Son’s smiles, laughter brought a tear
After all this time – despite mocking
Treasuring the Christmas stockings

Grandchildren, by the Grace of God
Who, I pray, shall all be well shod
Now, material gathered for the making
Of the future Christmas stockings

***************************************************************


We celebrate the summer solstice over here and the only thing we have in common with our northern hemisphere counterparts is the traditional Christmas stockings. Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas. 










Details | Light Poetry | |

Missing You

Missing you is like feelings of thee morning dew. The very first time I glanced at you, something like a widow a woman that husband has died. Wishing we had just a little more time. Wishful thinking believing everything you ever said was true shows how bad I want to be with you. Reminiscing over here dwelling on the past, indicating a desire of admiration I grasp. Adoration and appreciation is what I feel for you, longing suffering missing and enduring the lost just to speak to you. From morning till midnight, sunset to sunrise moving into the afternoon time I’m missing you. Arousing emotional response in motion missing you is my religion. My system of belief, therefor you’re an apostle sent by Christ making me a flock of one in your missionary. Leaving me with anxiety and tension I stay missing. Impatient for your fulfillment, missing you is an addiction and psychological dependence. Needing to see you even for a minute, in a recession I remain unchanged retain missing you.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Precious Son

" My Precious Son "

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Penned By MPK

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

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

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


Details | Couplet | |

Gone, but not Forgotten

You'll never be forgotten, though you're no longer here.
It seems like only yesterday, but it's been over forty years!

Other children have been taken, yes, of course, we know!
But, to us, you are a treasure and we still love you so!

You were only with us, two plus years, they say that time will heal.
But, although it's been a long, long time, the pain is still so real!

God knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain!
So He decided to releave you, from the Tumor in your brain!

He took you up to Heaven, son, to give eternal rest!
He placed you in His garden, where He only keeps the best!

I'm wishing I could take a peek, in that garden, in some way,
to see just how you're doing, and make sure that you're O.K.

It broke our hearts the day you left, when the Good Lord called you home.
Bobby, part of us went with you, you did not go alone!

No, you'll never be forgotton son, what more is there to say!
You're always in our thoughts and prayers, we miss you more each day.







Details | Senryu | |

' Golden Harvest ... ' 40th Senryu

    Golden, Full Moon Shone
On All The Harvest, That’s Grown
    Welcome In Our Home


Details | Lyric | |

The Apple PASTURE

DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of martilty and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were wins smells of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.



                                               Jay


Details | Rhyme | |

As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


As A Parent, I Want My Kids to Serve God! As a parent, I’m trying the best that I can…. Though there are things that I don’t understand! I remember my parents teaching me right and wrong. And taught that God’s laws certainly belong! I’ve tried to share these values with my kids too… The choices they’ve made, and the things they do! When situations in life, seem to have changed… I know that my heavenly father remains the same! I think about what in life, to my kids, I have given… And pray they’ll serve God all the days they’re livin’! Even though I’ve failed and stumbled along the way… I hope I’ve taught my kids how important it is to pray! This family that God gave to me, has grown over a period of time. I’m thankful for the opportunity to call them “mine.” I pray they’ll seek God’s guidance! Wherever they go! May the word of God strengthen and nourish their soul! And as my kids get older, and they move out on their own… May they seek God’s love and protection over their home! I pray that my children will give God their very best! May they serve him daily! And let him take care of the rest! I’m trying my best, as a parent, to trust Jesus and believe! His goodness, in our lives, is what we need to achieve! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Tenderheart Bear

His teacher gave an assignment
On his first day of school,
She told the kids to write a book
On things they thought were cool.
She said they could draw pictures
Like in all the books they read,
But she said to be creative
And this is what his said:

"My baby rabbit is one thing that I love,
and my house, that I drew this picture of.
I love my family and a sunny summer day
and red would be the only color if I had my way."
 "I love my teacher, she said I could go far
and I like Skeletor and my cool racecar,
but my best things, just in case you care,
are great big shiny red balloons and Tenderheart Bear."

Fifteen years down the road, 
When he was all grown up
I was cleaning out my closet
And putting things in the truck
I came across a cardboard box 
I opened it to take a look
And there it was with my letters and cards... 
Joeys book.

Carefully I opened it 
And began to take a look
At all the things he'd wrote 
And colored in his special book.
Though he'd been only five years old 
He'd had the sense to know
I'd need something to take me back 
To those precious years with my Joe.

Now my Joey's grown and gone 
With his own family.
He's stationed in the Army 
Far across the sea.
I wish for him all happiness 
And love because it's rare,
But I'll always keep for him 
His book and Tenderheart Bear.


Details | Free verse | |

The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!


Details | Terzanelle | |

A Mother's Love

Abundant love outpouring like cascading falls A river ever flowing to the earth's widest ocean The most rewarding gift ~ a miracle, God's call An endless adoration, this complete devotion Warm breath of life brought a sweet angel's kiss A river ever flowing to the earth's widest ocean Depths of love, the heart will always replenish Indelible charm in his eyes, special smiles only for me Warm breath of life brought a sweet angel's kiss With a soft lullaby, I rock him on my knee Sunrise brings a new song, my soul dances with him Indelible charm in his eyes, special smiles only for me God has blessed our days, love flooding to time's brim Curiosity, innocence, and dreams ~ a life unfolding Sunrise brings a new song, my soul dances with him The most rewarding gift ~ a miracle, God's call By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 2, 2012 for Brian Strand's Whatever Again max 16 Third place finish


Details | Rhyme | |

Always time for my Son

You lay down your head so gently
And drift away to dream
You are like an Angel
laying next to me
Though at times its difficult
lifes trials are hard to bare
I know your there beside me 
With unconditional love to share
A child need not worry
I do enough all on my own
As long as your beside me 
I know I'm not alone
You are my inspiration to make it day to day
All though I'm always busy
I will try to find away
In a book we color, or find something we can do
All though I'm always busy
Theres always time for you!


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Pride of the King - from the epic 'The peasant and the prince'

Let not the pain of death enter my body
I the Pharaoh, son of the gods
Here my wife, who is the daughter of the Nile
The daughter of Isis sits beside my throne,
Is she not beautiful?

I live and roam the abode of the gods,
In eternity I stay with the majesties
Of the immortal gods
Mortality has no hold of me
I alone carry the staff of Osiris,
Behold! I judge thy weight of the heart,
With that of the golden feather
Thoth that measures thy heart shall tell me of thy hearts content.
If I find thy heart lighter than the feather;
And find thy honesty,
I shall let you enter the heaven of the gods and goddesses.
If not, than, a beast to devour thee, waits for the dishonest.
Know me by my throne, made of gold
I am cloth with ornaments made of jade and sapphire,
White silk of clothing, with jewels from far away lands.
Anyone that dear look down upon me shall die
And those that despise me, shall fine their homes burned down,
with fires from heaven.

Who am I? I have asked thee
Look at Anubis, the son of Nephthys bringer of death.
Do you await him to bring me great sorrow?
Shall he warp me with a yard of cloth?
Shall I find peace in death and my fate be judge by him?
If so, I have a place among them. 
My afterlife is in paradise, their awaits a bundle of joy
With music of the immortal, with harps, lutes, lyres
And servants to tend to my every need. 

But even if I die, the weight of mine own heart, shall be as light as a feather.
For I know mine own honesty.
As I sail across the sandbank of Apophis,
I have my guide, Ra, the god of the sun to light my path
No monstrous serpent of chaos shall wreck his boat,
The boat in which, I am in.

So, I ask thee, traveler from the west
What is thy business with a god?
Look at my palace, is it not magnificent?
Has is not, the decoration and flowers that surpasses all human designs?
I have built these with rocks
Sands was the foundation of my legacy,
Shall all things compare to that of the passed days?
I carry the burden of my glory, and yes, it is heavy.
But will such foundation as the sand be strong enough to hold against the tide? 

Love is abiding that is true, but only in those who welcomes it.
My love for my beautiful wife, oh! How well have I been treated
With love from her is better than any pleasure a man can have.
Faithful to the gods or my wife? that I know not.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Everything

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Name | |

" WHAT'S YOUR NAME"

What's your name" Was the first thing i said to myself when i saw you
Now that i know yo "The touch of you has become so special in my life"
"Momma said" There will be days like this"and im so glad ther is ,please don't let
me be misunderstood"When i say It's A Thin Line Between love And Hate" Tonight's The 
NIght"And i want to put it down on paper for you some of this Pure Genuine Mixed Love
So when i say" Hey LoveKnow that you Make My Love Come Down"And that's what 
makes the World go round" my World anyway' Who would have thouhjt A "Sadgirl"
A LonelyGirl" like myself could bring so much  brightness into a Thug's Life?You dried
up the tears  of a clown"stoppedme from being down, broUght me from "Cowboys to Cowgirls
.Now you got me hanging on your string because I'm Your Puppet.What could i do?
You Dropped The Bomb On Me".Im not used to this ,The Town I live In We Smile Now
And Cry Later" Let's Just Kiss And Say Goodbye" is a way of Life  Then"BurnRubber"
and never come back!I thoUght i had a choice  in this mixed up World and Baby im  for
real's"When i say in these Arm's of mine" There Ain't No Woman Like Tha One you Got"Oh 
and when you get out. How We'll Be Sitting On The
Dock of the Bay "Under The Boardwalk"Together Baby"
I picture thing really,I've been
"Wishing On a Star"Cruising On A Fantastic Voyage, me sitting SHOTGUN"PLAYING with 
your "JOYSTICK"Yeah 
that's what i'm talking about,
Baby. For now,It's just a Dream' A Dream Of Sexual
Healing" Not To Mention More Bounce To The Ounce,
With All My Love" That I Have For You "Let's Get It On,Not
once Do i Stop Thinking How Deep Is Your Love" So Darling
Forever Let's Stay Together
Please Don"T Be A HeartBreaker".Because I Do 
Love You"And You Could so EasilyTurn My World "Misty 
Blue" Please,Please.DoN"t think of me as a game because 
"BABY I'M FOR REAL"When a boy falls in love with me i think "IT MUST BE MAGIC"I
never wanted to play the game of "MAKE UP TO BREAK  UP"As far as im concerned "I'M 
NEVER GOING TO GIVE YOU UP".i'D RATHER GO BLIND, THEN BE 
"YEARNING FOR YOUR LOVE" I just want to tell it like
this"I NO MATTER WHAT'I'LL WILL BE THERE BEFORE THE NEXT TEARDROP FALLS"If there's 
ever something on your mind "remember you can "COME AND TALK TO ME"
try me,THIS MAGIC MOMENT,Ihave 'NOTHING BUT LOVE FOR YOU BABY.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Puzzle

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


Details | Narrative | |

Purpose we are on earth

We are on earth to know To love Eternal God To do good according to His will And to go someday in heaven Human being means to come from Eternal God To go back to Eternal God The Truth is Our origins goes back farther than our parents Our parents are Eternal God’s tool For us to be on earth Sometimes we feel our Creator is near Sometimes we feel nothing at all So that we might find the way home Eternal God sent His Eternal Son Who freed us from sin Save us from the Eternal Father’s world destruction Eternal God, wanted to destroy the world Depressed People He created were sinning Eternal Son stopped Him Eternal Father is Yahweh Means “I AM” Eternal Son is Jesus Christ He is the Highest Priest of the Catholic or Roman Catholic Church We call Catholic priest, father Represent Father Christ He is the Highest Priest The Eternal Father is in Him Jesus Christ is Father Christ He is the way The Truth The Life 4092013


Details | Free verse | |

Rock on, sailor of dreams.....

My cousin Dennis wasn't born like you or I.
But he came the way Creator intended, I suppose.
He walked and talked later than most,
But he always had rhythm.... uncanny... purposeful.

Now, any tennis racket or broom or rake could take on a whole new life
As a guitar, microphone, mic stand...but he prefers real guitars.
Real guitars mixed with far-away dreams of the spotlight, sand, girls.....

He likes cheeseburgers and a "pair-of-dice", and navigating his way through Margarita-ville.
He's a son of a son of a son of a sailor, and a son-of-a-gun to boot!!
Once the roadies break this set down, it's on to the next town.

Yeah, you can catch his show several times a day in his own back yard.
Cheap student guitar (from the clearance store) I gave him, on his hip
Oh, when the show's over he's humble enough to come down and shake your hand.
Just don't be surprised when he says "Pleased to meet ya! I'm Jimmy Buffett!!".


Details | I do not know? | |

Good Morning Sweet Angel

Good morning, sweet angel.
I hope your dreams were sweet.
We have a busy day today,
Lots of new friends to meet.
Good morning, sweet angel.
Open those pretty eyes.
Your smile is as sweet
As ten million apple pies.
Good morning, sweet angel.
The birds are startting to cheep.
It's time to wake up now,
And stop counting sheep.


Details | Monoku | |

Big blue eyes


               Firmly fixed in our abode the picture hung, smiling; no need for words


Details | Rhyme | |

Crying To Tell Something

CRYING TO TELL SOMETHING


You cry to communicate, you need something
I feel more patient now and do a learning
You don’t have spoken words to tell me what you feel
Feet-moving, hand-reaching, head-shaking are what you tell

Cries are the words, you want me to understand
Giving up is not the answer to your want
Give me time to think about what is in your cries
High and low, you’re crying a sign that I should try

While you cry so intensely, my heart bleeds severely
Be calm now, my loving arms are now around you
While holding you, I know you are in lonely
So let me hug you and sing a song for you

While everything is done, I give you all the time
To notice the change and feel the difference
Hear my calming voice to know my presence
I will tap your back and pass my hand on your forehead

Chorus:

I will let you feel that the world is safer
With us your parents by your side
It takes two people to communicate
One to talk and the other to listen

Refrain:

You are crying to tell me something
That you want me to do before sleeping
Give me time to understand your own language
This is the way of our own tutelage



Written and posted in voicesnet.com poetry site on March 17, 2008.


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Three days Saved

It's been nine years, I have counted the tears-
  they have made trails of guilt
  worried into my heart 
  then filled with loneliness and bitter despair
but by your grace I have been shown...

For the first time, in these nine years, I have not wept
  nor held a vigil to honor our grief
though the loss still burns, this time it is transformed

Peace from your love still reaches through death
  and through your eternal love I am reborn
  
 It is Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
  and left me dying to know,
  how to love him for his sacrifice
  when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

Through your love I was born, and in your arms I grew
 and it has been your love the kept me whole
 that taught me how to be reborn
    for even though your body has gone
    your words lost in the wind and breath no more
The essence of grace and strength you lived
- it grows still in your daughter soul

My being and existence came from your womb
  my heart and mind shaped by your enlightenment
I have lived a life you gave me and for once
   I live it in pride to honor your sacrifice
your words giving me the guidance I'd lost nine years ago.

Alas, I've come to know, that as you died
  and went home with our Lord, you saved me from my death
not in your dying, my grief and love can attest,
    but in your living strength and loving example
       you showed me how to live a life
             open to our Father's gift

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was too fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
   what of my soul will rise with his?"

And now sitting Easter morning, 
  holding my sons candy-filled basket,
I realized Three days passed.

  He took you home Friday morn, but left me love,
that eternal love that never dies
whose comfort is unending

I honor your love by giving it to my children
         and Easter morning I felt your hug, your kiss, and knew 
                                 you have never left me
.
Though God took you home Mom
I know you have never left me
for as our Savior died and rose
you too still live in my heart, 
showing me proof our Father's blessings

    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend,
           to be humbled by the grace and mercy
          that could forgive such lost lambs as I


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Blessing of Love--From Our Father's Son

Blessed Mother's Day
God Blessing came in many ways
I was Blessed
Giving Out of Love His Best

In the morning
My son.. went out of his way
made me breakfest in bed today
Which woke me up
With God's Loving cup

Then My one of my daughters and son in law
Came in the morning.. 
bring presents generously
Giving me.. A New Bible..
King James.. named.. Beautifully
Then presenting onto me
A brouch.. of a Red Red Rose

Then my my other daughter and son in law
With my granddaughter.. too 
Bringing treasures of Love
As my granddaughter say.. "I can't tell you"
Grandma.. tis a purple purse! Smile
but twas.. a bible cover "Purple with designs black velvet"
With an golden emblem.. across the front.. 
"Amazing Grace".. written in place
As my daughters state.. 
Momma we got you this
For it carrys your name
"Grace' and Your ever so Amazing"
Such Love filled the air..

All my children there.. ever so dear
Then we went to church.. 
Preacher and all spoke 
of proverbs 31 woman
Ever so beautifully
But tis.. I know tis not me..
But tis wonderful.. blessing many say so

Then afterwards..  
at my place.. my son in law
went out of his way..
Made food by hand.. 
he did this just for me
he cooked a big meal.. 
for all to eat
My daughter-his wife.. 
made sweeets
My other daughter and her husband came
brought a cake.. twas what my granddaughter made
Twas ever such Blessing of Love.. God made
To have all at the same time
Together under my roof
Praying.. giving Grace for all the Blessing that taken place
Eating a delicious meal twas cooked

As I memo.. twas just a few day ago
I prayed.. that someway
All my children would come in spend
Time with me.. all at once.. 
Even eat a meal together.. 
and as I seen--My Bible I been using
Always Reading.. ever so much
twas falling apart.. 
Even front cover fell off.. 
pages falling out just by the touch
I memo saying.. within as praying 
that same night unto my lord
I would love to have a new bible.. 
one even beholding new cover..
But I sure didn't expect.. to receive it
But as I memo.. and see...
God Always Provided everything
I prayed and asked for 
He gave me the best
Mother day's Blessings
With His Love so grand
My Blessed Children 
God brought All together again 
along with More Blessings.. 
came without end

Come to Jesus
Fellowship with our Lord
For Blessing shall come 
To You forever more

Thank you.. Jesus for everything
For Your Love.. You bring
On This Blessed day.. and many to come
Blessing of Love-From Our Father's son


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My family

It is when the 
morning 
of that day shows 
that i 
realise lonely i shall 
be
It is when he says 
take 
care my son and she 
says i love you son 
that i 
realise what is life 
without them
It is when she looks 
at 
me & say 'I LOVE 
YOU' 
that i realise 'I LOVE 
HER MOR


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Parents Need To Be In Church With Their Children


Parents Need To Be In Church With Their Children… Many parents bring their kids to church… Hoping they’ll be a “better person.” They want them to hear about God. And listen to the “Sunday lesson.” They often tell the children to listen and obey God’s ways. But you’ll never see the parents at church on Sundays! They’re “too busy” to spend time with God... Even at home. Then tell their children they love them. And often leave them alone. They parents don’t want to take the time to give them their attention. They want the Sunday school teacher to give them a “moral direction.” Parents need to be the man and woman God wants them to be! They need to have Christian principles that their children can see! Won’t you be there for your children and help them to understand… What it means to be a Christian. And to be a Godly woman or man! It’s Christ’ desire that you as parents be a Godly example! There’s just too many temptations for your kids to handle! Living for God. As a family. Is the best thing you can do! Christ stands at your heart’s door… The rest is up to YOU! By Jim Pemberton 11/16/11


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Son of God

One angel sent
One promise made
May all this pass
As you have said.

A voice echoes
Prepare the way
Repent, repent
Heaven is near.

O happy day
Word becomes flesh
And angels sing
A song of hope.

Mother and Child
A holy night
She rocks her lord
In loving arms.

Sawdust flying
Carpenter's boy
Does he yet know
His foretold life?

Then he is twelve
Worried parents
Where have you been?
My father's house.

And now he knows
It's in his eyes
The only man
That knows his death.

The blind man sees
The deaf man hears
O praise the lord
Many believe.

Crows are thinning
Masks are lifting
Abandon now
Or stay, be saved.

Wolf among sheep
One amongst twelve
Silver and gold
Exchanged for life.

Plots, betrayals
One kiss of death
A fallen ear
Captured, at last.

Take the coins back
Thrown on the floor
Agonized soul
The price of guilt.

I know him not
I know him not
I know him not
A rooster crows.

Whips burn on skin
Blood an water
Innocent man
Nailed to a tree.

A crown of thorns
Digs into flesh
Painted in blood
"The Son of God."

Tears and laughter
One humbled man
And before him,
A world of sin.

The world goes black
Forsaken son
A curtain rips
Needed no more.

Then it's over
The deed is done
Body hangs limp
The blood has dried.

Yet there is more
On the third day
His grave is bare
Hell has freed him.

A love so great
A man so pure
That even death
Could bind him not.

So praise the Lord
Follow his light
Truly he is
The Son of God.


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All men are Broken

I am not like your earthly father, why do you treat Me like him?
I am an all consuming love 
I am not double-minded; I can’t lie or hurt you with sin,
I created you to be more than what you currently are,
For the father fracture has caused so many of My children to be scared,

All men are broken,
All men were broken,
By their fathers who passed it down to you,
My sons and daughters there is nothing to impossible for me too do,

I am much bigger than anything you face and fear,
I am the Father who has seen every tear,
I am the Father who knows your deepest pain,
I am the Father who will always remain,

Though many fathers meant well they still could never be,
All that I am able to be unto thee,
You’re not your father, you’re not going to be the same,
You were never meant to live with the anxieties of a childhood filled with pain,
So let Me love you, let me in, I am not counting all your sins,
Let Me show you what you have never seen,
For perfect love heals and restores all lost dreams,

I am not your father, please blame me no more,
If you could only see what I have planned for your future; the greatness I have in store,
You would understand, you would forget the past, 
You would forgive your fathers, who didn’t know better and couldn’t fulfill their tasks,

A generation has been created,
That has been jaded and recklessly complicated,
I understand, but take my hand; I am not like a carnal man,
I will show you unconditional love that will never fail,
When things get tough I am the Father who will never bail,

I am not like your father, I have been falsely accused,
I am the father who will never leave your side, disappoint you, or abuse
I have watched you all your life suffer in silence, while hiding behind everything and anything to numb yourself well,
I was there every time you slipped up and every time you fell,

But listen my beloved, I call out to you each day,
Just stay quiet for a moment and you will hear what I want to say…

I am here; you are ever before me, for I carved your name in my hand,
I know how to reach you, for I loved you before you ever reached this land,

A broken child becomes a broken man,
Until he knows his heavenly Father is his biggest fan.
Give Me a chance to show you and you will finally understand
That it is My love that will guide you, just take hold of my hand.

By: Sabina Nicole


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Love Lesson- Daddy-Son

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


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I Know of An Old Fashioned Family


There’s a family I know,  that may seem old fashioned.
But they serve others from a heart of compassion!

They don’t have much in the scope
 of entertainment.
But they have each other,
 and much contentment.

They have a love for God that comes from within!
And are thankful to the Lord
 for being their friend!

They don’t get too involved with that the world brings.
They have each others love.  
They have everything!

This family has been an inspiration to others too!
By their giving hearts, in much of what they do!

This family has a commitment to serve God above.
And have asked Jesus to fill them with his love!

This may seem old fashioned, 
not to have a lot of things…
But they know their Lord 
and the love that he brings!

I’m thankful to know them and their Godly inspiration…
I extend to them a heart of thanks  and appreciation!

Please dear Lord, bless and keep them in your arms!
Be with them Jesus, and protect them from harm!

May the blessings of God keep 
flowing through them!
And may the peace and joy of God continue to be with them!

By Jim Pemberton   05/29/13


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Apology

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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I Miss You

I know how lost and lonely
Your  world was for a while
Your eyes so sad and empty
Your face without a smile

Your world so out of focus
Set you walking the wrong street
And always I’d be there
To wipe the tears of each defeat

But never did I give up hope
I always knew we’d win
I knew with me beside you
Once again your soul would sing

For you were still the son I loved
Who’d brought me so much joy
You were still a part of me
You were still my boy

And with your strength and dignity
You washed away the pain
Rebuilding all your hopes and dreams
You learned to smile again

And with that smile upon your face
And new found peace of mind
With fun and laughter in your heart
You left this world behind

I feel an endless ache inside
I feel so incomplete
For losing you it means
I've lost the biggest part of me

Forever I will miss the laughs
Our talks, your smiling face
Forever I will miss the son
I never can replace

It’s hard to let you go
Because we never said goodbye
Now you’re an Angel in God’s Heaven
High above the sky

But sometimes when I'm all alone
And feel all hope is gone
I seem to hear you whisper
"Mum just smile, and carry on"


By Raina Hutchins




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Through A Prison Glass

You came unexpectedly, and i was surprised,
you smiled and placed your hand on the glass and cried.
I leaned my head against the glass and told you i am sorry,
i whisper through the phone line, ill start a new story.

You knew i was innocent but you still didn't believe me,
the only person i thought that would stay by my side but you couldn't be. 
Mom standing by your side and not wanting to talk,
i got really upset that you came at all cause i didn't want to see you walk. 

I needed you, when i was in need,
i was there for you when ever you didn't want to bleed.
I loved you and i cherished you with all my heart,
but before you left your words hit me like a really sharp dart.

You said i failed you,
you cried to me and i knew it was true.
But i needed you to understand me,
but you went your way and upset me.

The glass is now empty and i cant find you even with the fact that I'm out,
i tell you i love you but all you do is shout. 
I've lost you for good this time, 
so i think i have to do one more crime. 


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Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."


Details | Quatrain | |

Enjoy This Place

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


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Sabbath Morning Rap sequence 1

Learn not too late to halt the hate,
Bound to be ground in the dust of disgust
We're pierced and fierce, fulla rings and things
We're blued and tatooed and God is booed.

Crude dudes are misconstrued
with actions vulgar,vile and lewd.
We're found down ground in sound,
totally tatooed in terrible taste,
in a mindless race for the loudest base.

Hate to dis your myth but God exists,
'Tis a truth deduced by the less obtuse,
You understand He did become man
For His love of us all because of the fall.

He suffered and died being crucified,
He pulled His people from the pains of hell
and rose from the dead He's alive and well,
I tell you no lie He's got no rival,
It's right there written in the holy Bible.

He arose to heaven so to send the Spirit
to His brothers and sisters who wished to hear it,
He said I leave you my Love I leave you my all
but you gotta say yes to heed my call.

Don't follow the world that ain't the place,
You want to be with Me when you finish this race,
Orphans you're not  you have been taught,
I will help you find Me if I'm sought.
                  
                       Amen


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My Grandfathers Dying Wish

See problems they no worry Timothy
He was raised by his Great Grandmother
One day she taught him
Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly
Work hard, find a woman who has a strong back
Beauty fades it doesn’t last long
Now let me tell you 
A woman with a strong back may not be your perfect companion
Times are changing, I think Faith is more important these days
I say okay Grandma, can I have the horachata now that you made me
No hush up! You can have it when I’m finished talking
Timothy come your poor Grandfather wanted you to have this
It is his Journal and I have never read out of it
She hands it to me
I am struck by it’s cover, it is brown and plain
Yet it spoke to me by it’s elegant style
These words were printed on the cover “Blanco Vendetta”
I was drawn and pulled in untill I was covered by the spell
The first page I open too it says “My first Mil Besos”
The Temptess that blew my heart away
I turn to page 33
It says “The story of an Apache Warrior”
There are no rules to an Apache Warrior when it comes to fighting
He says if you are my enemy I don’t care how but I’m gonna kill you
Page 41 is like a fist full of words thrown across the page
Barrio boxing, The protection of the Shield of Faith
Brokenhearted for my careless speech has left her heartbroken
Strengthened by Love “Amor”
Nourished by the sunshine in her hand
There is healing in its beams
Blessed by her presence Del Dios I am Greatful
I’m like Grandpa what did you say wrong
Then these words come to me
Give her your full attention when she speaks to you
Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer
So I close it and my finger brushes a bookmark
It’s the Last page
It says To: “Timothy my son who is as mighty as an army”
I Thank you for the Greatest Gift
For the Greatest Gifts are as small as your small hand that touched me
I plant these seeds and they will take root and grow because you are good ground
Timothy let me say That without you I would of never found my Faith in GOD
Listen for it is your Grandfather who is dead and speechless
Timothy you see the good in everything
And I know you will understand my words clearly
If a man gives you his word
Promise me not to plan your future on it
And if you give your word my son
Do everything in your Power to fulfill it
AND NEVER Promise more than you can deliver 
For it is better to put out more than you promised
Everyman is considered unwise when he appears foolish
I wish I could give you some insight about women
But your Great Grandmother may help you better than I can
But never timothy, Never be quick to fall in Love 
Or give your heart to a woman
Listen carefully to her words when she speaks to you
Cherish Her give her your full undue attention 
Because the Heart of the Wise studies how to answer
Love your neighbors as yourself
And do not strive against another man
If he has done nothing wrong to offend you
AS much as it is possible live peacefully with all men
And it is okay for you to speak these things with your Great Grandmother
She is a very wise and God-fearing woman
Amor take the greatest care of her, I Love you Son
Timothy when the time comes to avenge my death
Hit harder then you ever have before
But not in a Duel son, not like an open Vendetta
Marry his daughter Maria
The one who is pretty and Two years younger than you
Oh! He will suffer greatly!
And it will kill him to know that I chose this way to repay him
And remember son to be ready to fight any man at the drop of a hat


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


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


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Black Diamond Night

                      Black Diamond Night

The rapier of light cut through the black velvet night
Two lovers looked up at the first star tonight
Look see, that star light above
But she could not see, the star was her love…

Bodies lying spent under the warm black sky
The rapier of light like a javelin poised high
His body glistening in the extending glare
Her eyes blocked by her lovers breath to share.

He stands and looks up to the gods above
You thought you could take me from this woman I love.
Thor looking down at his son now a mortal
Power he would give to his grandsons  through his portal.

His son once a demi,-god, now a mortal man
He vowed he would help, in any way he can
The light strikes his son from the black velvet sky
His back arched in pain his thoughts wondered why!

His lover lay replete on the damp flattened ground
Unaware of the pain and the light all around
Her lover stands his beauty abounds
In his hand a weight his fingers surround.

His heart is heavy, his father has cast him
As he opens his hand, his breath he does gasp in.
There in the palm of his hand he held tight
The most beautiful diamond from the black velvet night.

His heart is softened, he know it does mean
His father’s not forsaken him, his love he has seen
He takes his lover in arms, holds her tight
As they make sweet love under the black diamond night. 
© ~GG~ 18/08/2012


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Child of Mine

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

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

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

I love you child of mine


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It Almost Seems LIke Yesterday


It Almost Seems Like Yesterday… It almost seems like yesterday, I was very young. I was playing with my friends and having so much fun! It almost seems like yesterday, we were a loving family! I was excited about life and so very content and happy! It almost seems like yesterday, we were at church on Sunday! How much I dreaded gong to school the next Monday! It almost seems like yesterday, I’d go to work with grandpa! I’d look forward to having some time with grandma! It almost seems like yesterday, I’d read my Bible too! I loved Jesus! And this was what I waned to do! It almost seems like yesterday, an excitement was there! A passion for my family and God, I wanted to share! It almost seems like yesterday, that I met my sweet wife. And the blessing she’s been for a good part of my life! It almost seems like yesterday, when our kids were born. God helped us through the many trials and storms! What happened yesterday brings memories loud and clear. The things I hold on to today shall one day disappear! What happens today… May it bring me to the God I once knew! May I seek his will and direction In everything I do! What happens tomorrow… I don’t know what the future brings! I’m going to put my faith in God. He’ll take care of everything! What will happen today, is that I’ll take some time in prayer! I know that God is faithful! And will meet me there! Yesterday is the past!. Today is a present God has given! And I will follow him, each day I'm livin'! By Jim Pemberton


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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).


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A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


Caucasoid, Mongoloid,and Negroid
Colour the conscience progression 
of Man's ethical Truths...
The cultural aggressions of violence
and ignorance must end!
Extend your heart, hand and life
Towards the Precious Don of Honour...
Freely, keeping the sincere
Brotherly Creed


 

Comments:  Brothers and Sisters it is time that we stand up and let the Love of God in, after 
all we are all one in the same under the skin, so why not give it a grand try... One Love and 
Many Blessings in Him Always, Adell


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So Much Love From God

God loves me so much From the heavens above He has truly given me So very much love Different types of love Each starts like a seed That grows deep inside Creating a special need First the undying love Is where it all starts With Jesus Christ placed Perfectly in my heart Then the individual love Of being one’s self As God made me to be Like no other one else The peaceful calmness That nature shares Offers the serene love To wash away cares The caring love of parents Is such a wonderful gift So many others have not And their spirits I try to lift The loyal love of siblings I am very thankful for Even with lives apart Our love is evermore Enduring love comes from My wonderful large family No matter the ups and downs They never give up on me The precious love of children My most cherished gifts of all Though my angels have all grown They are to me little dots so small The kind love of in-laws Is such a bonus I am given Making my loved one’s lives All worth a reason for living The joyous love of grandchildren Each a true blessing from above Bubbling joy flows from them all Filling me with a delightful love The devotional love of pets No one could closely compare To the never ending devotion That will always be there The faithful love of friends With truth of consistent fact I can always count on them To be there to catch my back True passionate love of a man I thought would never bloom I only dreamed of how it’d be So wonderful I would assume Now that I’ve been touched By the true passion of a man I feel the dreams come true Feeling so wonderful ‘tis am All these gifts of love God gives to me within Are opened very carefully As each is specially given For a seed of love to grow Takes patience and then some I enjoy each moment of growth As there is so much more to come Florence McMillian (Flo)


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Happy Birthday

Day light is breaking entirely to fast. 
The laughing, the giggling, and having a blast.
The cake is dispersing as fast as it came.  
The ice cream is melting. 
The pinata's insane.
People of all ages are here playing games.
I haven't the slightest of even half their names.
Day light is breaking entirely to fast. 
This is your night.
A memory to last.
A man your becoming, Someday on your own, But always remember that this is your home.


Happy sixteenth son.


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a Angel dedicated to all my angelic friends

I thoughth I saw an angel
so lovley and  dressed in white
I thought I saw an angel just the other night
angels come to guard us and they help us along our way
Angels are around us every single day
I thought I saw an angel
I belive in angels and know  that they are true
I  did see an angel and they looked just like you.  Amen  xxx

For he orders his angles to protect you where eevr you go psalm 91  v11

see I am sending an angel before you to protect you on your journey
and lead you safley to the place i have prepared for you  exodus 23 v 20

keep on loving each other as brothers and sisters, dont forgert to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without relizing it Amen  hebrews 13 v 1&2 


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I Pray You're in Heaven

I never really told you how much I love you In fact, I waited way too long Time was an enemy; you were up there in years And naturally, you had to move on When I was a child, I thought you a monster I often times wished you away When voices got loud and that darkness set in In that moment, I’d cry and I’d pray I prayed you to Hell; didn’t know better Hoped God was listening that day But, I had grown up and witnessed your change Which prompted me too late to say I pray you’re in Heaven Instead of in Hell God loves you as He loves me, too I was a young child So scared of you, then If you hear me, please know this as true Hell is the place Where I would remain If angels had you under wing I’d suffer the fires Being happy there, too To know that God let you in I’m sorry I waited and now with regrets I hope you can hear me this day May you be looking and down from the clouds From up there in Heaven, I pray Your sin was your struggle, the bottle had won And I, I just couldn’t see That despite all the yelling and fear that I had You were still the best mother to me I pray you’re in Heaven Instead of in Hell God loves you as He loves me, too I was a young child So scared of you, then If you hear me, please know I love you


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John and Yoko

I would do anything to have
The kind of love that two people once shared
One was a famous British peace activist,
Guitarist, and one of the world's most famous songwriters

The other was a Japanese artist,
A very successful businesswoman,
And a very strict disciplinarian
Together they both shared success

As one of the many couples
That became both famous and infamous
They had a son who was their destiny child
One worked as an artist and managed their finances

While the other remained at home
Baking bread and becoming a househusband
Doting on their son and making his come back
Into the music scene on the billboard charts

I wish I could go through all the trials,
All the tribulations they both endured
But when it comes down to it
I wish I could love like John and Yoko did


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A child's life

The eyes of children
Wild with laughter and vigor
So clear and so bright

By: Misty Leccese
© June 23, 2009


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Blame it on the Moon


          Underneath a magic moonlit night as 3 shooting stars take flight

          twinkling silver blue shimmers , it was the passionate love that night


          The moon and stars held a party and sent one of their own    

          a creation in the making , a star rising from one star fallen


          entranced with the magic night and my solider Fitton ~

          it was an Angel's decision a gift bestowed one to cherish and hold 


         Never a doubt in my mind through watching him grow well Fitton ~    

         Full of creativity and charm , the young women that follow him enchanted 

      
          character and wisdom , success driven , as the moon whispered one night

         This Son will be one all will know , he will be loved by many .. your gift given


         poetry in truth of fate on a magical moon lit night , a story told

          Blame it in on the moon , or blame it on love and desire Fitton ~

          I know I was chosen by he , Your given Mom and Dad in code ~

      For my Son in Film and 1st AD "House of last things " 3rd season of Grimm :)


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MOM I'm Pregnant

What shall I say to her?

What if she knows?

Can she tell that I carry another soul?

As I wonder what would I tell mom...

All these thoughts paced through my head,

I should have NEVER laid in his bed...

Sweet nothings was ALL that he said...

He got what he wanted, then left, just fled...

I was weak a young victim a surely misled...




 When I confessed to my mother,

That I had slept with my lover,

And in a few months she'd be a grandmother...

Her face turned cherry red, yet words where still unsaid...

Days turned into months,

My belly stuck out further in front...




 Finally we spoke today,

She said "When is he due?"

I replied "This May the 8th."

She said "She loves me!"

That was it, nothing else to say but "I love you too mom, in a special way!"


For it will be a blessed Mothers Day...


My Statistic: Life is challenging enough, it tends to be even
Harder for adolescence because they don't
Know as much as they think they
Know in actuality they don't. But mistakes and accidents are
Apart of life.... You live and you learn...


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I'm so Thankful For My Father

Lord…  I’m Thankful For My Dad!

Lord, during this special day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could.
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Strange Case of Frances Ingles

I felt that I had to write a poem to understand what Frances Inglis must have gone through 
after reading an article by Hassan Suroor by the same name in the papers dated Jan 
29,2010. Perhaps the concept of absolute justice needs to be reviewed.




"I did it with love in my heart, for Tom"
Gave him a lethal dose of heroin, sent him home...
Could not go to Court to take permission,
"Could not bear the thought of Tom
 Dying of thirst or hunger."
Frances Inglis, the condemned mother, 
Did what she had to do.

I wonder.. could I understand, or even hope to know,
The pain, the horror and her suffering.
A son whose life began within her,
Now lay in front of her, not seeing, not feeling.
Her son, she must have seen him grow, with love and pride,
Now she had to lead him one final time,
Away from her, from the suffering inside.

Is it not enough that her son lay in front of her?
Could not speak nor move nor sense.
And all that was his, she bore in her heart immense.
She must have prayed, suffered and cried,
Pleaded with Lord, holding Tom's hand by his bedside.
Time must have ticked ever so slowly...
Memories spilling over, tears stopped long back, marks left dried,

The pain must have seeped through,
As the helpless awareness dawned forever.
She must have treasured every moment past,
He must have played,smiled,danced and cried,
Collecting those happy thoughts,one by one, little by little,
Happiness dissolving into grief, grief dissolving into love...
She acted out of the love inside.

Time passes on and times to come might throw up
A faint remembrance of this mother's act
Guilt loses its meaning and accusations hold not any anger.
We all knew Tom, yet knew him not as you did,
Our rules, Our beliefs,We must have torn you inside 
But you did what you had to do.
Frances Ingles, you did the hardest thing of all,
You followed your heart true. 

Dear condemned mother, Tom's suffering was yours,
You acted like a mother, heart overflowing with pain
Our balance that we have lost, we will take some time to regain.
We judge you with a broken scale,
Knowing not that justice cant measure Love...
We will take some time, grow up a bit,
Question the act, ponder on it, your candle will be lit.

A day will come, we will learn to love...
Then set out to seek a new understanding
That life does turn hard at times and when its tough to decide
We will think of you and do some soul searching.



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I Am Just Not Sure Anymore

I am just not sure anymore
If your the one for me
I am just not sure anymore
And I need to be free

I want to find the door that lead me back here
I need to get out before you break my heart dear
I loved you once and held your heart near
I now know I need to fly out of here

I am just not sure anymore
If your love is ture
I am just not sure anymore
That I can trust you

You want to controll me not hold me tight
You need to own me all we do is fight
You loved me only when for you it was right
You don't know how to let in the light

I am just not sure anymore 
Where your heart lies
Iam just not sure anymore
If you even hear my cries

I want to tell you how i feel inside
I need to shine not to hide
I loved it when we started this wild ride
I now know you don't want to be buy my side

I am just not sure anymore
If this is where I belong
Iam just not sure anymore
If your heart is my home


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Sincerity - A Gift Of Healing Through Gods Loving Light


 
...of sunbeams that shine endless light
the heart gift show loving patter 
O' the glorious grace that fills my heart
for each soul sincerity shower

How fortunate am I
for the beauty of love I see in others
A gift so priceless my soul elate                       
reining down from God our Father

with summer lighting in sky of fear 
and winters cold unknowing 
by your side I stand in armor
as life storm leave shrouds of pain

in confusion I shield a weakened heart
with words that simply encourage
for each I cuddle with warm compassion
with song of love and grace                                          
 
...of sunbeams that shine endless light
the heart gift show loving patter 
O' the glorious grace that fills my heart
for each soul sincerity shower

_______________________________________
Contest ~ "Love Me Why"
Poet ~ Rick Parise






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Our Love

Our Love (written in the style of spoken word)

My world eclipsed itself in the shadow of your moon
In the fading of your breath, the gasp of your final death
blacked out to me was the image of your last re-birth
Visions of your glory blind to my infantile sight
I cried out to God "take me lord, for to take my light
is to leave me unto darkness."

Crippled and shamed I crawled to my side
and wept to feel the fingers of your memory
sweep my hair from my cheek
As a child I raged that all he left of you for me
was the ghost of a life losing vitality in time
The world was numb but for the pain
and I rolled in the evanescence of it
wrapped like a proud shawl of mourning
that in this right I would sacrifice
and pay dignitary to what I failed you in
If I could have died, I would have born your stripes
I would have carried your cross
and welcomed the nails home
that all I could have of you 
was the agony
of your leaving...

My Mother I felt your tears too
as I felt in them in your fading
I felt the trails of your sorrow 
as you wept for your baby
Just as your comforts were
love and despair in one
 to me
(for how could I know your life lived in me)
	your regrets were mine misery 
then my comprehension of a Mothers love was foriegn.
Your presence drove me mad
Your death erased my dreams
and your life fed my memories.

Some where the blackness of years
numbned-greyed and I breathed
Some where in a moment I could not name
your presence gave me stregnth as I accepted
the world I now lived

But the majic of the moon faded, 
the faith you gave me staled
the world spun because God commanded
but my heart beat because you breathed it

God is a jealous God, I whispered
Is my loss my punishment for loveing her the more?
The tears trickled to moisture and days cycled into years
and I listened to your whisper, feather kisses
tucking me to sleep, some where in the depths
of the self I did not know, you loved, you prayed

You wept for my loss and yours, but you loved
you held me at night when I longed for you
you cheered for my each new step
and when I first held my son I heard in my  heart your first words to me
" My baby, My Baby' 
so then I understood and gave them to him

In learning this new love of my life I began to understand
not your death, but your life, your love, and why you still 
hold me and miss me as I miss you
but I hear you, I hear him
and I see my son I thank you both


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Does Family Really Matter Anymore


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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free cee IN THE PAST 17 MONTHS I LOST BOTH MY PARENTS this is humbly dedicated to them

  IT SEEMS TO ME THAT THE PRIME OF MY PARENY’S LIFE WAS ALMOST 
                                        MY ENTIRE LIFE
Did you ever notice that the letters in the word “love” are sequestered inside the word “evolve”?
Because to me that is what love appropriately does
It evolves
It revolves
It solves
And after sixty-plus years together love does, 
in many ways, 
change its ways of wonderment
and is often altered on a course to sheer contentment
for that is the result of the continuation of a consecrated commitment
an abiding faith that the others faith rests upon the others shoulder
as they grow ever so much older
remembering a time of working hard together to get through the hard times together
that old fishing boat she hated so that became battered and eventually succumbed to the weather
while all the while smiling because each year seemed a bit brighter than the last
and all the joyful events that are now part of a bejeweled and fulfilling past
a past reflected in each partner’s eyes which gaze upon a tribute to dedication
a coupling worthy of adulation
he being content to make her content proves the content of their cohabitation
a union rich with rewards that come in the mail bearing pictures of their first great grandson born
a baby with beauty by an angel at birth besworn………………………
so there they sit sharing a couch and swapping a calliope of memories
he talks of fishing and she of a cool Autumn breeze
as each agrees
sixty-plus years weaves two souls together as tightly as any weaver ever wove a sweater
and for some fated reason the last decade seems somehow, in retrospect, better
well……. not so much better as just plain more comfortable
no surprises, no red flags, and no warnings to heed
just a mutual and spiritual type of need
the need to talk away a partners tears
while knowing that his partner truly hears
and dries her eyes compliantly
to face yet another hardship defiantly
ever eager with a gentle finger to wipe away the wet that it might no longer linger
because these are two who vowed with strength that forever, to them, actually meant forever
through the trials…….. through the riches ……….and through the smiles
but most notably through all the determination together to damn away their fears
Yes……….it seems to me that love evolves ever so softly after sixty-plus years
       © 2013…copyright PHREECEE..~free cee!~
DEAREST MOM AND DAD-ALTHOUGH YOU WERE BOTH 90 I NEVER THOUGHT I'D MISS YOU BOTH AS SEVERELY AS I DO..HOWEVER, I HOPE YOU BOTH FOUND COMFORT ON THE CLOUD YOU NOW MADE YOUR HOME!


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Growing Up

Growing a little more every day the clothes worn in summer not fitting today Growing each day by leaps and bounds independent at play new discoveries found Growing and changing, days going by baby curls are long gone and your distinct infant cry Growth spurts are often and seem overnight no more crib rails or diapers baby gear out of sight Breaking away with each push and pull stroller rides and tummy time replaced with play dates and school Kisses are stolen and hugs sometimes, too growing up harder for me than you To dream of a boy grown into a man full of faith, love and happiness and following God's plan as you grow, my love will grow with you, too a mommy's love, infinite, unconditional and true By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders for Early Mother's Day contest (PD) Second Place


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You call yourself a father

Growing up was hard for me,
I think i grew up to soon,
I had to take charge in the big brother role,
But also i had to take hold to the father role somehow.

My mom was the only one who was there for her children,
We knew that she loved us,
She was in love with my father but he wasn't faithful,
So she found someone else who showed her true love.

My siblings never truly understood it,
I tried my best to encourage them to behave,
Which they listened but to a certain point,
Finally my mom married her true love and the caos began.

My father tried to step back in the picture,
My siblings began to side with my father not knowing the seriousness,
I decided to talk to them one-on-one but neither of them listened,
They wanted for my mom and father to be together.

One day my mother sat them down,
Telling them the hurt and pain she experienced with my father,
She explain to them the whole nine yards,
They understood then and began looking at my father differently.

Getting to the stage of middle school,
We began to see less of our father,
It was his choice...not ours,
He wouldn't call for our birthdays or holidays,

So we leaned mostly on our step-father,
They wouldn't accept him as father,
He would do all he could for us,
But instead the only one(s) who really let him be a father figure was me and the 
youngest brother.

My step-father loves my mom and has been there for her going on Fifteen years.
He is a firm talk like he's a policeman or something,
But he is a nice person.
My mom loves him and so do we.

So this is a message for all of the children out there who has a no good father....if 
your mom has a man or husband, please treat him right because he is there to 
protect your mom and you all. Thanks for listening!!


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I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

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 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 When I'm going through a discouraging time... This poem reminds me of how special that I am to God!


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God's Own Son

As Mary rocks her baby boy
She's filled with sadness, filled with joy.
She looks upon that tiny face
And sees hope in every race.

Her heart is filled with a mothers glow
And she never wants to let him go.
She'll see him run around and laugh and play
And longs to keep him safe each day.

His life won't be an easy one,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

Mary sees the miracles he will perform,
The lepers healed and free from scorn.
The lame will walk, the blind will see.
She sees his love will set us free.

And she sees him on a cross.
She feels his pain and feels our loss.
She knows his life must come to this.
She sheds a tear and gives a kiss.

His life won't be and easy one,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

So as Christmastime draws near
And we are all so "busy" here,
With shopping, baking, trees of green
Let's ask, what does this really mean?

Let's take a moment from the fuss,
And think of all their gifts to us:
A mother's love, a baby boy,
Peace and comfort, love and joy.

For he was horn for everyone,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.


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Recycled Again

 (A Blank Verse Sonnet)

The couch, a central theme in room's décor
of hunter green, sky blue and dusty mauve,
served well for years as extra bed for guests,
a restful place for favored pet to nap, 

and seat where Grandkids loved to watch cartoons.
Though loath to part with such a gem, we gave
the couch a home in daughter's basement den,
until son's wife gave notice of divorce

and he was forced to find a new abode.
He shopped and found the perfect couch and chair
but finance rate has caused him to desist.

Although the condo's empty rooms brought gloom
he put his dreams on hold, agreed to wait,
then claimed the sturdy couch to serve once more.


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I Think of a Time When I Was Young


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

By Jim Pemberton


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No longer alone - conclusion 5 minute poem

She just upped and walked away
Taking his precious son
Now he searches day and night
Wants to bring him home

Was given a tip yesterday
On his way to check it out
Down  to Cornwall to Newquay
Tense as a coiled spring wanting to shout

Then he saw  her
Was at the school gate
Owen's Mam was waiting
In a disheveled state

He came slowly out
As though he was afraid
Then he saw his Tad
The sun went into shade

Such was the smile on Owen's face
Father and son wept as one
Looked around was no trace
Owen's mam had gone.


Conclusion to 5 minute poem  -,He walks alone

17 May 2013


Seren Roberts


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Let's Not Forget

Let us never forget that God has surrounded us with the best. He gave us
life,  and also has given us hope, as a matter of fact, God gave us more than
most. God love is oh so true! God is good to me and you. Never forget that
the World was made for us to enjoy and not destroy. We must all do our part
to spread God's love and keep peace in our hearts.

Help each other along the way and never forget to pray. Let's not forget that
God is the best and he want everyone to help spread his love, peace, and joy
around the world.


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The Son

I was once kissed by the sun
Caressed in oils my breasts bathed free
like growth in my womb
kissing the moon
Capturing my true essence
unmasked, plain, pure

Naked in love my insecurities 
gave birth to my esteem
But then I became free 
from the taunting and ridicule of 
socieity's template of me
by adopting a new personality
One that reflects the real me

I like poetry I like to sing
I understand my spiritual need
I like love
I like the breeze
I like rhythm and passion
and long lasting nights of 
random acts of sensual moments that 
awaken parts of me previously repressed
The love I feel  is so unrest

I was once kissed by the sun
It's power gave me light and enabled my writing to become
spoken words
leaving footprints on the ink in my pen
Some of thoughts escaped through actions of sin
Unspoken words just thrown away 
Never spoken, or written again

Awakened by the sun 
all drenched in it's heat
Praising it's soure of power 
and embracing humility
Giving what I have to give
Learned to let go it's easier to forgive
We strive for riches but lest we forget
the richness of the sun
Each day be thankful for his son


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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A Mothers Thoughts Of her son

I wish that things could be
The way they used to be
When you were so young and really needed me
But times have to change and you had to grow
To the wonderful man that we've all come to know
It's nice to look back at your wonder years
With so much love and pride and a few little tears
I'm so very grateful to have a son like you
And I'll always love you unconditionally
No matter where you go or what you do


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How Hard Could it Be Part 1

How hard could it be to take my first step?

“Come to mommy, you can do it.”

“Oh you're home. Hon, look at him go.”

As I take another step, he picks me up.

He hugs me tight but gently and kisses me on the cheek.

I feel so safe, loved and happy. Perhaps that's how it was.

(I really don't remember back that far.)


How hard could it be, my first day at school.

My mom meets me at the front door of the building,

hugs me and says, “How was your first day? Did you have fun today?”

He comes home after a hard day at work and mom says,

“Hi Hon, it was Den’s first day of school.”

He picks me up in his strong arms and says,

“I knew you could do it.” A hug and a kiss on the cheek.


How hard could it be to learn how to drive a car or a truck?

“Den, come with me. Let's take a short ride down the road.”

We both climb up into Dad's blue 1955 Chevy pickup.

He stops on the back road, gets out, comes around and says, “Scoot over. It's

your turn.”

I start the engine, push in the clutch, shift and we start out slowly.

I'm nervous, I speed up, clutch in, shift again.

Oh crap, I shifted into reverse, truck stopped abruptly and backfired.

Dad looks at me, “But you did it.“ He hugs me, a kiss on the cheek.


How hard could it be to go away to college?

I'm so glad she has a phone so I can call my mom and dad.

“Hi Den, how are things going? You've got a B average.

That's great. I knew you could do it. I love you, see you soon.”

“You met a girl? What's her name? Wow, see you soon. I love you”

“You want to marry her? Big step; in Holland? Okay, we love you.”

How hard could it be to have a family?

“Oh, it's a girl. Mireille, that's a nice name.” He hugs me, kiss on the cheek.

“Another girl, Michelle, that's a nice name too.” He hugs me, kiss on the cheek.

“You finally had a boy, Michael, good choice.” Hug and a kiss.

Birthdays, holidays, weekends, visits back and forth, phone calls.

He loves them all, unconditionally. Hugs and kisses all around.


How hard could it be as life goes on?

He watches them grow up, get married and have children.

He loves them all, unconditionally, hugs and kisses all around.

We take short trips and mom and Dad go with us now and then.

We go camping and mom and Dad visit us now and then.

Every time you left, hugs and kisses all around. Always, “See you soon.”


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My Poetic Inspiration

 M y Son Jared inspired me to write
 Y  earning to write words of beauty

 I  inspired by the Gift I gave him at birth returned
 N ever taking much time to think, written from the heart
 S someone who pushed me to be more than I was
 P artners in writing collaborations, two minds to one
 I nterpreting messages without thought between us
 R enduring thoughts to pen
 A lways there for a kind word or debate
 T empting the progression of talent
 I nvigorated with the pen and paper
 O blivious to my surroundings when in write
 N ever forgetful of the Son who prodded me to Poetry

 M uses dance around him
 Y eilding not to daring subject

 S on I thank you for your inspiration
 O n so many levels
 N ever forget how much I love you 


 To my Son Jared........Thanks......Dad


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A Child's Training Part 2 of 2

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


- cont. - from Part 1



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Look – Grandmamma Used  To Tell Me
“If Everybody Is Sticking Their Head In The Fire
And They Tell You It Won’t Hurt …
You Tell ‘Em ‘You’re A Liar!’”

Listen, We All Can See That This World
Is Going To You Know Where In A Hand-Basket
But You Don’t Have To Let Them Group You & Yours
Into That Casket …

And When A Child Wants To Eat Candy
‘Cause It Tastes Good – All Day Long!
When You Tell Them “No!”
Listen … You Ain’t Wrong!


                        Written & ©:  7/16/2013

                        By:  The MoonBee


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Country Christmas

“Country Christmas Carol”      ---  dedicated to my family

 by  Miriam  McCue (creator of flamingo art, & poetry.so far.)

We love to sing Christmas songs,
My Grandson Bubba and I.
And when we sing Country Christmas.
We almost make the angels cry.

A Merry Country Christmas
To all those great Country Folk,
And even to the City Slickers,
Who also love to drink and smoke.

We’ll take a drink for Bubba, Aunt Mike and Cousin Jim, 
And hope that this Christmas,
They’ll say a prayer and sing a hymn.

Gather round the still, 
Country People all.
 And hold up Uncle Bill
So the old coot doesn’t fall. 

A Merry Country Christmas, 
One full of country joy.
Little Willie wanted a 12 gauge,
But all he got was a toy.


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Wonder why wonder how

I wonder why I wonder how 
You can abandon the child you made
His flesh is your flesh 
His mind is the innocences of you
His tiny hands never to hold you 

I can forgive what you were 
The bully that lived within
But I can not forgive that you abandon him
A man you say you have fight in your veins 
I see no man before my memory

One day you will see what you have done 
I will teach my son how to be the man you were not
His heart will love like love is unconditional
You turn your back you dare to disrespect fatherhood
I now have no respect for the man that has no honour

No tears pass my eye for a man that has died in my heart
You are the demon himself a son for now you choose to say goodbye
Your day will come when regret passes you by
You will see face to face a man of pride stand before you
His voice will carry his wisdom of you 

You will see him stand tall 
He will be everything you are not
His smile his laughter you will not feel
How does a man choose this 
I just wonder why and how can you .......









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Dear Son

Dear Son,
   I haven't got to meet you,but from this picture I can see.
Just how wonderful you could be, and golly you look just like me.
I want to hold you, hug, and kiss you. I can't wait to see the day.
I may only have one picture, but I can't put the thing away!
I've been showing you to everyone, weather they want to look or not.
Even to strangers on the bus to school. I'm just so proud of what I got.
I pray to God your mother gives me a chance to be a good father to my boy.
Just to hold your picture, close to my face, sends me to a whole new world of joy.
I want to meet you! I love you! I just pray someday you'll see...
That I'm sorry things couldn't work out with your mother and I. You already mean the world 
to me.


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DISTANCE BETWEEN FATHER AND SON

I wish dad had been more affectionate
like other fathers who made their sons proud,
guided them through life's long phases 
with the same strength and certitude they had;
I looked at him and saw austerity on his face,
not expressing love for a timid child with a voice without wit.



And the unspoken word created a distance between father and son,
pulling me further and further from him until I felt numb and vain...
I couldn't say to him what my dream was, or what I tried to achieve;  
and rambling from place to place, I became that rolling stone  
kicked by all on a busy road and lying in mud after a hard rain...
I wept in silent rage, he heard it often, but let me grieve! 



Was it his selfish ego...not to let love show without shedding a single tear?
Should love have restrictions...not being equally shared by boys and girls? 
And on every anniversary, that vision of stern father and sad boy returns...
I loved dad and he knew why I hated the way he kept his affection from me,
and instead of getting a hug today, I write an elegy for his tomb under a pine tree;
o father, I wanted to embrace you and honor you by breaking that barrier of fear! 


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Dear Grandson (Lane)

Your mother requested of me today
a poem, to be written for you.
One to be read in days gone by
with my love expressed anew.

Though poems be written day in and out
with love as a sweet refrain.
There is no poem with room enough,
my love for you, to contain.

A greater gift than words of verse
I have to bequeath with love.
Abraham’s blessings from me to you
poured out by our Father above.

On bended knee your day of birth
before the throne of grace.
My grandson I laid on the alter of God
for Christ to protect in my place.

A friend He will be in darkened days
and close by your side will prevail.
Devotion to you was one day placed
into His hands with nails.

My love, dear grandson, is free of charge
but one prayer I ask from you.
Please walk the streets of gold with me
your mother will be there too.


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Painful Tears

What use to be so very handsome
Very good looking and fine guys.
I am sure are a painful sight.
In any mother's eyes.

The street recruited most by mere surprise.
Unknowingly it was a down payment.
Unseen the enemy lay.
In darkness patiently await the collection.
Now walking pictures.
Some with reflections on non recognition.
Refusing any resources of rescue.

The once promised.
Lives are now filled with grave disparity.
Walking daily down the stairs of death.
Walking in pairs.
Some walk alone.
With the common denominator being.
The streets have now become home.

My heart goes out to the parents.
Whether living or already gone on.
I sympathize with loved ones.
Those that are left.
After mom and dad have transitioned on.

To painfully endure the brokenness.
Of hurtful choices with a dim future.
Now living in demise.
Those painful tears now fall.
From the next generations eyes.

When the day of death come.
The enemy jumps for joy.
Paid in full he collects his prize. 


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More Then Just Lines

I think I've seen you in my dreams, you're matching every description.
Your love is like a drug, I'd kill to fill the prescription.
You give me so much excitement, like when babies are born.
You're the only flower I see that's in this garden of thorns.
You must be Jamaican, because you're Jamaican me crazy.
Let's get a place together and maybe raise up a baby.
A lot of people call me Trav, but you can call me tonight.
You have the most beautiful eyes in the world, just like the stars they shine bright.
If I told you that you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?
You could make a shy guy try and make a blind man see.
If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.
You've got me floating like a feather, and I want to feel this way forever.
You may think these are just lines, or maybe all the above,
but please read this with your heart, because you're the woman I love.


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tHE gRAVE yARD Of LoVe






                                



                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 destroy.
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.


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Anwnn

Coming from the misty lake Lough Leane
Came a beautiful maiden of the name of Niamh
Upon a mare, for she is not from the world of man
A seraphic princess from Anwnn
Upon the shores she claimed around his kin
"I have came for Oisin son of Finn"
"Maiden you come to me so alluringly 
I am he, if we marry for all eternity!"

And so he rode upon her horse to the secrets of Anwnn
For he and she, they'd be happy for all eternity 

Come with me to Anwnn
I am she, your queen Niamh
I have come for you Oisin, son of Finn
Don't leave me or you'll see 
The age of man
The age of man
The age of man


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MUTLU SON YOKTUR by Teoman

MUTLU SON YOKTUR by Teoman
Song Lyrics

Çok uzaktan geldiysen,
Otur, soluklan, dedi.
Kurakliktan geçtiysen,
Dikenli yollardan,
Karanliktan,
Gölgeden,
Issizdan
Yüzünü yalayan soguktan,
Dogum,
Aci,
Dogrularim, korkularim.

Sorulunca yaniti
Içimizde olan,
Kanimi donduran, isitan,
Durduran
Bir kalemsen,
Bir bos kagit
Mutlu ask varsa da,
Mutlu son yoktur.

Çocuklugun anilari 
Sirtinda agir örtü,
Üsütendir aslinda
Kis gecelerini
Süre degil anlattigim,
Her seyin sonu

Mutlu ask varsa da, 
Mutlu son yoktur.

ENGLISH Translation:

If you came from very far away
sit, take a breather (rest)
he/she said
if you passed through drought 
through the prickly paths
through the darkness
through the shadows
through desolation 
through the cold licking your face, birth
pain, my trues, my fears
while being asked, (if you are a pencil and blank paper)
whose answer is inside us
which freezes my blood
which warms and stops it 
If you are a pencil
a blank paper
although there is a happy love  
there is no happy ending.

Childhood memories
a heavy cloth covering on your back
which in reality makes them (winter nights) feel cold
the winter nights
it is not a period that I recounted
it is the end of everything
although there is a happy love 
there is no happy ending...


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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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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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Life found in a Dream

Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
                                     This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. Many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasure that are a wonder to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you can find rest, for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago prepare The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all a long time ago and I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please live inside of me until the end. I sow the seeds and when the harvest comes you will know where it can from. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


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Not Too Late

There's a ghost hiding in the past
there's a boy wishing it has last
all these secrets stop the seting sun
all the love has grown, but never said
and he wishes he could've told her what she meant
he wishes he could've said how he felt

But it's not too late
just open your heart
she hears every word you say
her guidance helps lead the way
forever's gone by too fast
but deep in our heart it will last
look into your soul and hear it ring
the beautiful song that she sings

There's an angel looking down
There's a boy without a frown
all this hope brings the rising sun
all thsi love we wish we had sent
he can feel she's in his heart
and will enver let him fall apart

"cause its not too late
just open your heart
she hears every word you say
her guidance helps lead the way
forever's gone by too fast
but deep in our heart it will last
look into your soul and hear it ring
the beautiful song that she sings

He remembers 
talking o nteh couch feeling safe
he remembers writing a poem and her saying its great
he remembers
how he cried wehn she didn't open her eyes
he remembers
fearing things he can't describe


"cause its not too late
just open your heart
she hears every word you say
her guidance helps lead the way
forever's gone by too fast
but deep in our heart it will last
look into your soul and hear it ring
the beautiful song that she sings


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The best investment I ever made

My son upon this Christmas Eve 
I reminisce of midnight hours
Your fingers dancing over tenuous keys
And the emotions your talent empowers

I couldn't comprehend how you taught yourself to play 
Or just how this symphony of one became 
The songs you have inside of you like heaven on display
I revel in your poignant craft uniquely unprofaned

It's true that your propensity 
Can lean toward darkened depth
A common vein for artists 
To be moody and depressed

For your pain releases beauty 
by your gift it's voice relates
You know your in the masters company 
of Mozart, Bach, and Hemingway

So when your struggles weigh 
As the sea laden oceans sand
Take your seat and breathe
Stretch out your feral hands

Creating an instrumental euphoria 
For the lonely and the damned
Open the gate to moods your feigning
Though others will misunderstand 

Christmas Eve and it's memories
This flashback came my way
Of your very first piano 
The best investment I ever made

But one day when I'm aged and old
It will be you who cares for me
Play for me then on that Christmas Eve 
With your love in every stroke 








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Jesus We Ask for Your Protection

Jesus… We Ask For Your Protection! Jesus… We ask for your protection upon our home. May our family sing praises around your throne! May you be honored in the things we say and do! May our hearts be as an expression of YOU! We pray that your blessings will be received! May your spirit of loving, be what’s achieved! We pray that we’ll strive for a Godly way of living! And walk before you, in a spirit of thanksgiving! We pray that our vows to one another will be ”reinforced!” Help us to stay strong, and not drift “off course.” May your peace be what binds us together! Allowing you to be our lord… Now and forever! Please bind our hearts together as one! May your words guide our daughters and sons! We thank and bless you! And praise your holy name! An abundant life with you, may we seek to obtain. You are and will always be the Lord for us! We give you our love, and all of our trust! You give us everything we have ever needed! With you, our home has been completed! By Jim Pemberton


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Serpent of Corruption

Worthy of love, unbreakable togetherness, and lasting compassion would have been instilled
strongly in the vessel of thirsting heart and unstable mind of a child.

But, why soup of hatred, a platter of pale love and a bowl of spoiled unloving thoughts
are laid in the niche of the child’s sprouting character?

Family ties were untied by a father who neglected his pure actions and encouraging words
and translated into unspoken greediness and unnoticed carelessness of expressed thoughts
that form the growing character of his son.

The family bonding is disbanded by a mother who works in the scope of her comfort where
eyes and mouth are only the weapons of her love and care for her curious daughter and for
her wandering son.

A father who offers a well of gold and silver, a mother who clothes sparkling dress of
worldly wealth to her offspring!

Their children have worn ever the brightest smile but not for a while,
The pleasures of their tongue were satisfied but not their hearts.

Corruption begins at home.
It creeps to the nerves of the heart of your son.
It envelops the innocent soul of your daughter.

For every dishonest  word that is pronounced by the indifferent father,
For every unchecked actions that mother has imposed,
Are a sure lifetime shaper to the values and character of the children.

Family brings serpents of corruption in every corner of the home.
It blows very hard like a destructive wind of the storm.
It is like a starving lion that preys on the flesh of good virtues and leaves nothing but
dead soul!

Father, Mother, May I appeal to your deepest conscience and understanding!
May you be vigilant and be watchful of your actions and your ways of life!
Your most beloved children are at stake in the breaking and making of their character!


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YOU INSPIRE ME

You, you son…you are my inspiration
When I grow up, my dream is to be as you
It’s funny like that…I try teaching you so much
But constantly find myself learning from you
You taught me unconditional love and adoration
Unconditionally you have loved me with my flaws and then some
Instead of looking down on me, you look up to me
Instead of yelling at me (and you better not ever), you talk to me
Instead of fighting with me, you share with me
Instead of criticizing me, you believe in me
That is why I want to be like you
…you inspire me!

You, you son…you are my inspiration
The one constant of positive energy that fuels my soul
You are the brightest star on the darkest of nights leading me to the gold
You, you are that gold…that treasure…that eternal flame
Igniting an inspirational fuse with every speak of our name
You make me a better role model, a better man and a better dad
You are me son and I am you this is the relationship we have
I promise to be there for you always, no matter the circumstances or needs
You inspire me!
You are that special something that wakes me from the deepest of sleeps
You are my 365 ½ days and every day of my 52 weeks
You inspire me!
You are the wind beneath my wings, so I will glide forever
You are Des Juan, I am Des Juan, we are Des Juan — always together
You inspire me!


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letter to my unborn child

This is a letter to my unborn child . .
My Pride & joy, the love of my life, my reason to live.. we shall meet, & when we meet, there will be no wall, no river, no obstacle to come between us.. Your smile? One a man would kill for.. Your Voice? Music to my ears.. Your Presence ? My Blessing.. Youll never know what it feels like to be betrayed by your own father.. & even if you do grow up in a single-parent home you'll never want nor need for anything.. We'll talk & laugh like bestfriends, hangout like siblings, respect eachother like co-workers, & I know there'll be times when we disagree & argue like worst enemies.. but through the sunshine, as well as the rain, mom will be there though trials, tribulations, & pain.. You'll know me like the back of your hand, & i'll know you like the palm of mine.. you'll be book smart and street smart & if i can help it, you'll use the book smarts to better yourself in life,& the streets smarts to overcome the battles you encounter on your journey through life.. that "C Word" . . NOT Carpa Tunnel.. No, Not Cancer.. but "Can't" will NOT be in your vocabulary.. & "I Give Up" is an error in your mind.. I'll teach you everything I know plus some.. You'll be the kid on the block who falls in love with daddy.. therefore, your favorite words will be "I'm Gonna marry daddy when I'm old enough", only til you're disappointed with the reality that its impossible.. You'll hug mommy everytime she's in sight.. you'll be the change this world seeks.. a new spitting   image of me(: , but until you arrive; baby boy, or baby girl.. i'm gonna keep this dream alive.. I'll live for you & for me.. cause when you step foot on this earth, this is how you should be.. to my pride & joy, the love of my life, & my reason to live<3


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A Fathers Promise for a son

I promised I’d always love you
From the day of your own birth.
I promise I will love you more
Than anything on Earth.
I promise I will be there
On the day you learn to talk.
I promise I will hold your hands
When you begin to walk.
I promise I will wipe your tears
At the times when you are sad.
I promise I will love you still
Even if I’m mad.
I promise I will do my best
Each and every day.
The love you give to me is strong
But, there’s one more thing to say.
You are the apple of my eye
You are my pride and joy.
I’ll always hold you in my heart
‘cause you’re Daddy’s little boy.


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Lost Son

I awaited patiently for months just to hold you in my arms,
You awoke the real man within as your birth was it's alarm.
You stared as I stared back even though you could barely see,
But I saw right then what a blessing you were going to turn out to be.

I was forced out your life but that didn't stop my thoughts of you,
I lived everyday wondering if you could ever miss me too.
You're too young to keep the memories and the evidence is quite clear,
One years old I finally catch you and that cold stare was hard to bare.

Everyone says I'm trippen cause you're not really mine but my response was who else was there?
There for you, and your mom is something a real man did with care.
What I wanted you to know is that you revived a part of me not many people knew,
But that part stayed with you and I pray that very essence is something that carries with you.

One day you'll have your own life and there's something important you must keep with you,
No matter who it is don't let no one make you doubt yourself, be true to you and remember
that you are beautiful.
I named you...I claimed you...I was willing to do what another man couldn't,
You were my sun...you are my son...I felt a love that I thought I shouldn't.

You will never go wrong if you keep your influence under God.
Amari---miracle from God.


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I Signed My Rights Over

I know  it’s the RIGHT THING to do,
When I look into  MY BABY’S big brown eyes.

I’m giving HIM up, handing him over,
Telling them, I’M an  INCAPABLE mother.

I thought I could be his MOMMY AGAIN,
But his WHIMPER proves me wrong.

I’m giving him up, handing him OVER,
Telling THEM, I’m an incapable MOTHER!

And today I’m signing my RIGHTS OVER.
I had a SECOND CHANCE, but I gave my baby back,
I DECIDED he was the one that DESERVED a second chance!   

So, I gave him up, HANDED him over,
And TOLD them I was an incapable mother.  




This is not about me. It came to me so I wrote it.


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Herioin

He wraps it around her arm
In need for some repairs
Tighter and tighter
She likes it , like this
Old woman ,a little sick
Needing her medication

Mummy
Mummy
(yells the little boy)

Silence, child
Mummy is broken down
(in her silent voice)

Give me some ice
Stand by my side
And open your eyes
(in a roar)

Walk by my side
Cure my poison
(in her yowl voice)

As , she descends from this world
Drops to the floor
(bang , boom)
(bang , boom)

Poor little soul
Little boy so scared
Heart so sorrowful
As , he speaks

Mummy , mummy
Wake , wake
Mummy , mummy
Wake
Wake-up
Give me back my ice
Give me back my happy dust


No more
Tighter and tighter 
Mummy
Mummy
Why like this
Without a chance to reminisce
Reminisce my thoughts threw your sickness

Mummy come and listen,  to my screams
For this ice has me, so confuse on life
Confuse about you
This sickness, I see in your eyes everyday
As, I watch you fall on our kitchen floor
Mummy wake
Wake mummy, wake
For I love you , I do


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Set You Free

Set you free I'm on the outside looking in i hear your words, as they're sinking in my head's filled up with your promises but what remains is so much less I'm on the inside looking out i see the signs as they're singled out redflags pop up and the end is near i might be blond, but not dumb my dear SO if you wanna go out and see pretend we're not exclusively I give you my blessing darlin for you no longer are with me I set you free, i let you be I set you free I'm on the edge of no return u take my hand but i feel it burn it's like the devil's keeping score while angels speak & I cant ignore Intuition is something I've learned to trust upon as to not get burned Surgesting hell, I know it's sad the devil's own is someone i had So if you wanna go out and play seduce and excuse your ways into the world of rock n roll where lust rules, love's on hold I'll set you free, i let you be I see you free Oh if you wanna go out and see pretend we're not exclusively I give you my blessing baby for you no longer are with me I set you free, i let you be I set you free, I set you free I set you FREE!


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Our Eyes

Our eyes   (written in the style of spoken word)

My child hood is slipping away from me 
my memories fading in light of new.
Parts of me still lost in loam
searching for your face in fading grey.
     All I have left of you is me.

All I have left of your words
are imprinted in my soul 
so that when despair at our seperation
becomes to great
I can hold, caress, and run them through my mind
like the silk of the blanket you wrapped me in
and put around my shoulders 
to look in the water
and find your eyes
and see you
in mine


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Serenade

Like the first dawning 
dew drops
Like the fresh scents
of morning
Like cut grasses in
spring time
Like a flower 
in new bloom

Your beauty enfolds me
Engulfs and abounds me
Completely unveils me
Makes my heart cry for more

Like the depths of your
valleys
Like the gushing of 
geisha's     (hot springs)
Like the turn of the
ocean
Trickling streams 
down the mountains
Like the mists upon 
Snowdon
Gently rise 
Gently fall
 
Guess not often
I tell you
Just how much 
you mean to me
That my life 
would be worthless
Without you to adore
 
Yes, I'm saying
I love you
And I hope you
are listening
For it seems like 
a lifetime
To speak out
surface and soar
 
Like the eagle 
flies on wing
Like the clouds
In the Heavens
Like trees
rustle above
My life trembles
with passion
Let me show
my adoration
My courtship and 
fondness 
My sweetest amore


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ApplefortheTeachor

 ApplefortheTeachor 
ApplefortheTeachor 
 
MAS come on down front you have been chosen by the frozen tender tundra to eat the 
apple i can give her. Staccatto beating in the background leaning to the south moving in the 
night polish wont make green apple to shine. The love GOD has for all of us in is SON Jesus is 
also inside us in our Souls inside our Spirit. He did this even though none of us are worth this 
a freely given gift. Something that opens up inside us each and every day. Better then the 
food we eat the apple red and green. Better then what people give on Christmas Day the 
packages wrapped and placed underneathe the tree dont open that dont shake it up dont let 
Johnny see. Perhaps its all the things that boy has stored up all year long some new toy he 
saw on television laying on the lawn. He never picks it up now or plays for very long. This 
Christmas please think of how the Son Of God must feel when we ignore his gift to us. I feel 
so guilty of his love inside this green forgotten apple in the bucket in the snow. Sorrow not 
the answer the apple catches worms so the food stored in the bucket doesnt turn to molded 
into love when I get hungry having none I go to cuppoard never barren there. I cannot eat 
much fruit anymore but mix the trail will fill me up when there is none to find in town. For 
CHristmas is two missing weeks after Thanksgiving missing one. SUnday on the November 
twenty nine untill Friday December Eightteenth then back for three more days then Monday 
the eleventh of January I solidify for more solid days activities perhaps the apple won. Bright 
red and polished up for teachor loves. Look for me with love. 




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Almost, Christmastime

	Almost, Christmastime





I am unwrapping my gift.

Unwrapping [his love] he left in a Christmas stocking with

My name (Ayesha) on it.

Seeing my baby boy for the first time.

I love just hearing my newborn son cry, scream and I love his baby babble.

He is adorable.

As a new mom I get excited I finally have my 1st baby.

Believe me I have goosebumps as I write this poem.

Days after he is born I decide to get 20 Birth Announcements made and to
send them to family and to all my girlfriends.

I sit up in the bed in my private hospital room and I look into my baby boy’s eyes.

I adore his dark cocoa skin that resembles my own and his papa’s.

I vow I will teach him to love himself so he can love the way God made him.

As I look at my newborn son’s face I see a tiny miracle.

He is mine.


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Size Does Matter

Size does matter.
You need to realize that when it comes to size, all your tries will fall and die.
Don't believe the lies that guys surprise you with and fly by you with a lie.
There are sighns that define the line of what matters.
Like, why mine? Is this fine? or when's my time to be fatter?
It's the motion in the ocean if you can't back an engine.
Infact, you couldn't even row to Europe if you were using ten men.
You must know to go to the top of the ship.
Means your ready to rock to the tip and equipted!


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The True Meaning Of Easter

The True Meaning of Easter

The true meaning of
the Easter story,
Is God’s Son came down
to Earth from glory.

Jesus really does
love you and me.
He was born to die 
that you might be free.

For 33 years, he lived
among sinful men.
Then one day was to be
an atonement for our sin.

He who was born of the
virgin Mary’s womb.
Was to one day rise again
from an empty tomb.

So many people have
gotten into a habit,
of replacing Jesus
with the bunny rabbit.

So please reach out to others
and let them know,
Of the lover and redeemer
of their soul.

The true meaning of Easter
must forever be said.
Of God’s son who died,
but arose from the dead!

By Jim Pemberton


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I Am So Very Thankful

I’m So Very 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!


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The Demon

When men were more primal, they were suspicious of all outside their clan, 
they would band together for survival, still today suspecting won't give way and 
lives in the heart of each, and every man. It goes by the name of indifference, the 
demon that breeds with hate. Now there's been a revival, but all men are still 
tribal, a victim of our fate. We all must fight this demon, for it is our very souls we 
have at stake.

  I never considered myself racist, because I did not hate. but I did not love; I did 
not feel, and I didn't even think. Men of another color were so little to me. I did not 
hate them, I did not loathe them, I just let them be. They were the object of my 
indifference, said that demon deep in me; buried too deep to see, the demon that 
would not go free.

  It is few men that get to look within, at the indifference they have sown. Fewer 
men still get the change to kill, that demon in their soul. At the birth of my 
grandson Jordan, who was fathered by a race not my own. Love for that child 
shined bright through my heart, so that demon in me I could see. The object of 
my indifference my grandson could never be. His love I now hold, it fill the hole in 
my soul where a demon once lived in me.


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My Family and Me

It's amazing how quick things can change.
First your running with the kings, and then you're knocked out of range.
It's strange. I used to worry and stress over friends.
Now I've grown to be a man. Maybe know a few of them.
All that time I could of studied. Did better in school.
Got a job and made it big. Maybe now I'd be cool.
Who's the fool? Now who's the bull? I know that's not me on the top.
Life is always making turns weather you like it or not.
The past will always be the past. My glory days may seem gone.
But, now its time to start a new.The stories keep coming on.
I've got a new girl. She means the world to me.
She keeps me warm at night, my best friend, my new dream.
Since my car accident, still got a limp on one side.
Still working with my memory, still need a friend who can drive.
I love to Karaoke. I get noticed in bars.
My mom's always there to catch me. Tom's working with my mom's cars.
My sister's in the Army, my niece is a big part of my life,
Friend Zach keeps assholes off me, and God is my wife.
AJ's always there to help, Brian is my LOST bud,
Mary's out of school, Lil cousin, Hunter's a stud.
Grandpa still is my idol, JT is still the music man .
The Adam's still can party. Chris, living good on the sand.
I may only use one hand, but I plan to be the best.
At all I do in life, cause there's not that much time left.
The blood test that I took says Landon is mine.
I hope this all works out fine in time and help to make my son's life shine.
JC who's down in Georiga, my heart is screaming for you.
I hope that you recover well. It can't be worse then what I went through.
Uncle Jimmy where you at? Where's Matt, Corie, and Pete?
I know you all are doing good. Serviolo's are a hard team to beat.
How's the rest of the family? I love and miss you all!
I hope you all are standing tall and I pray we never fall.
These last words that I say, I say only to you.
We've got the best family in the world and you know I LOVE YOU!


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Breath With Me, You're All I Got

I sit in here like a wild animal caged in and fed like a dog,
They let me off the leash sometimes to walk threw this fog. 
I roam the streets as an outlaw, Russian Mafia rouge,
Devouring anything I can that comes across my way, and than smoke a stog. 

You beet me on my head all my living years, 
I was scared before, but now you'll feel all my fears. 
Get ready for a destruction, so get ready for this wild ride of my slaughter,
You pissed off the wrong person, cause this girl means to me like my own daughter.


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MY LOVELY HATE SPEECH

Open Letter to you,

MY LOVELY HATE SPEECH
I hate my speech today, yesterday and the day dust rises.
I was there opening my eyes carelessly, smiling like an idiot
I was gazing shamelessly, walking like an idler without course
Little did I notice my vehicle lose direction; little did I notice my head bleeding
I was just there; the settled dust rising, tables turning, grenades and bullets are now apples
Little did I know the power in my lovely hate speech. 

What pride did we get after slaughtering fellow Kenyans like goats,
What are the stuttering rifles rattling about, are humans turning game,
What are the grenades doing in civilian pockets, are they keys
Why are the churches burning, you cannot tell me tis the holy ghost fire,
What has that neighbour done, why is that policeman lying there,
Why is no body answering me, am I alone, or are you wondering too
Should I assess the power in my lovely hate speech, am concerned.

My love speech I hate you, my hate speech I love you
Both speeches are one, are the same, of same taste, I hate my passion for you
I love my fellow politician, i love his dirge during my friend’s burial
You bleeding mammoth my friend, I like your corrupt tummy
You scavenger of your own carcass, I like your greed for power
You megalomaniac virus of a beloved country, we love you, let us be
Little do we know death will let you release us, How uncertain are we of you.

My eyes are full of your ocean, the palace you exhume immorality
My ears are preoccupied with your desert, the desert devoid of trust, and the just
My nostrils have your pungent infamy, your callous greed, your everything
My mind can’t decipher the thought of your sanity, your policies and you
You make me lose taste, you make me look like you, you make me you
I am youthful to the economy, i am youthful to the wise, am not youthful to your “youth”
Little do i know death will let you release me, How uncertain am i of you.

Am talking about you, what have i said about me? What?
I hope I know the promise in my Kenyan Anthem
I hope I have a plan of getting rid of the chaff, the you
I hope am not you, i hope you don’t like seeing me wise
I hope your son is listening, the son that wants my very own daughter
I hope am the government, the government of me, for me and by me
I hope i know peace, the peace am preaching, the peace you hate. I hope.


Yours Kenyan,
Mzee Emmanuel Mwau.


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The Love triangle: A boy, his dog, and a ball

One day I discovered a love triangle going on in the yard, where I sit.
A boy loved his red ball, so did his dog, and the balls love was split.
Back and forth the ball went forever into play, never to quietly sit.
Nowhere could it find the right place in which to ever fit.
First to the boy, then the dog. It’s love kept it on track.
The ball traveled with them everywhere, nothing did it lack.
It’s life consisted of simple things, and following them around.
The beach, and grassy park became their beloved friends in town.
A few times it did escape, but was quickly caught and put back in play.
But all in all, every thing was fine as it was sent, to and fro each day.
Some times they would roll it.
Sometimes they would bounce it.
Sometimes it hit the roof.
But it never failed to sparkle, no matter how much punishment it took.
Once a storm came along, and they hugged it in the house that shook
It was the courage of the little ball, which kept them safe, no doubt.
When the rain went away, they went back to the sunshine to run about.

Then the little boy went away, now the dog and the ball patiently wait each day.
Someday, several little boys will come here again to play.
It’s just like children to come along, you know they definitely will.
But for now, I have a surprise, for I’ll be babysitting the boy down the hill.


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I Met This Family What A JOYFUL Experience

I Met This family… What A Joyful Experience! I met this family. What a joyful experience! They displayed Christ’ love by their gracious appearance! At first I couldn’t hardly believe what I was seeing! The love and joy of Christ I was now receiving! They didn’t have much in the way of entertainment. They had God’s peace and a joyous contentment! They were happy about God and also excited. They talked about the good things in life. And were delighted! The simple things in their family did abound! A peace and warmth in their home, I certainly found! A love for God in this home I was able to see! What’s good for them... Is also good for me! A respect for the parents was clear and evident. I knew the Holy Spirit is the “chief resident!” I’m thankful to God for the blessing they’ve been. I’m glad that I know them and to call them friend! May we all be encouraged by our families too! May we not forget to say; “I LOVE YOU!” May the love of Christ keep us all together! May we seek his will today and forever! Thank you lord for your goodness and grace! We welcome you into our dwelling place! By Jim Pemberton


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Forever

We may not be together
Never once dought my love,
Since we have been apart
Your all i'm thinking of.

The memory's i hold inside
You and me just having fun,
Such a close father and son bond
This was clearly seen by everyone.

All the things i'm missing now
I know i can't make up for,
Don't shed a single tear, son
We will again create even more.

Even with the miles between us
We are not really far apart,
Put your hand on your chest
I'm forever there inside your heart.


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Twelve returns of the day

It was coming Whether I like it or not The pain seering Through my entire being My hands gripping The side rails of the bed Then more, ravaging Could I stand it any longer? No! Too tearing No longer coherent I am blowing Up into a thousand pieces Across the universe, no returning Dying...And there it was Hands pulling The new life out, placed in my arms A perfect being My son, Matthew! Joy sublime, pain forgotten. Happy 12th Birthday, Matthew! By CarolineCecile - 02.15.12


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Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


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Upon this Christmas Day

He sleeps there in a stable
The babe born to the world
Both mother, father watch with care

Though swaddled in a cloth
He is born, yet, to be king
With but just rags for Him to wear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

For within the early morning
Angels brought the sky a voice
Calling forth those who wish to hear

Along then, came all others
Knowing truth within their hearts
That all now have nothing to fear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

Go forth and tell all others
Who had no chance to hear
The news of hope and of the joy

Let them know the Gift of God
That comes to save us all
His son sent as this little boy

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day


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Looking Back

Dedicated to my children who have kept my dreams alive.

LOOKING BACK We can’t go back To the days of yesteryear To capture those lost feelings With those whom we loved so dear I am just looking back to see Where all of my dreams first start You know those deep seeded dreams Buried way down deep in your heart I’m not trying to revive a lost love That I once had forty years ago Or even trying to replace the twenty years Of not seeing my grandchildren grow There were times of much struggle Filled with pain, fear and torture It was the love I had for my children That developed my strength to endure My children only remember the 2nd set Of twenty years that have come and gone When they were all moving out on their own And when all of the grandchildren came along It’s like I was locked in a rock Throughout those 20 to 40 years Not able to see my grandchildren Filled my heart with so many tears The bitterness you feel towards me Is understandable and really okay My children, you all have the right To your feelings and to feel that way I have finally made the escape Since that rock has split wide open I want you all to know who I really am I haven’t changed at all, only my situation The gift of feelings we have in our heart Whether right or wrong, just happen It matters not what others may think We should let out our own self expression No feelings are really ever wrong In another’s view or even our own Our thoughts trigger our feelings inside The feelings we have are ours alone Looking back strengthens my heart Reminding me I want to pass along To all of you, just who I really am Before my time on earth is gone One day I hope you will realize With you I have always been Filling you up with that extra love You may have noticed you’ve been given You have all filled up Such a big part Of all the dreams Living in my heart My best friend Grace, reminded me That our feelings are meant to be and to last God wouldn’t put the dreams in our heart If He didn’t plan to bring the dreams to pass My dreams haven’t changed I am not letting them go They are for new adventures With new beginnings of tomorrow Now that I’m looking back I’m so glad to have survived I know now, my love for all of you Has always kept my dreams alive Florence McMillian (Flo)


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My Children My World

Mischievous smile
It makes me laugh

Cheeky grin
It makes me chuckle

Innocent stare
It makes me wonder

Excited eyes
Makes me beam

This is my world
My children


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The Son of Love's Union

The Son of Love’s Union Two hearts swelled to twice their size the day that you were born As we counted, very gently, ten fingers and ten toes then your daddy sweetly touched your little turned up nose Two hearts fell in love with our new squirming bundle of joy Wrinkled pink skin did not deter our feelings within As tiny hands grasping our fingers gave our world a spin Two hearts, joined in love, now have two children between As father, mother, sister and brother round out the score Only death could break the bond with these children we adore
By: Debra Squyres for the “Gerber Baby” members contest. Note: This poem was written from a photo of my husband and I after our son was born. I’m in the hospital bed holding him; his blanket is unwrapped so we can see all of him. I remember us counting his tiny fingers and toes and my husband being so choked up with love and pride, he reached down and simply touched his little nose. This was our first son, second child. Sadly, death did break the physical bond, but not the bond of love of Son for father. Deeply cherished photo.


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Never

Do not blink, my son
For days pass like sedated slumber
Unconscious maladies teething time
Years misplaced like old acquaintances 
Forgotten only to find you again

Do not blink, my son
For dreams are but a fragile embrace
Caressing desire’s aching heart
Crumbling in calloused hands
Forever gripped by reality’s discernment

Do not blink, my son
For a woman’s love is unspoken splendor
Eyes washing over blatant imperfections 
Lips kissing complacency’s tepid affection
Waiting for you to make love to choice

Do not blink, my son 
For misfortune stalks the most virtuous man
Turning conviction into serrated sorrow
Children into immutable memories
Carved into concrete cells of regret

Do not blink, my son 
For sunrises are but fickle promises
Waking dreams behind shades of whispers
Asking you to never hide your eyes
Because I will never blink 


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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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KAYNE

written 22nd March 2001


K  is for all the "kisses we share
A  is for your boyish "attitude 
Y  is for all the "yummy food you eat
N  is for the "never ending love we share
E  is for the "endless laughter we have together


                 "Mummy's Thoughts"

               So charming and boyish
             Not knowing how precious
              Overwhelming and bright
          Your happiness is my only light

                               with love



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TREASURES OF YOUR SOUL

TREASURES OF YOUR SOUL

Just a reminder before I start…
This comes with Love from your Mother’s heart

It was Saturday September 1987
When my prayer specifications arrived from Heaven-
You see, long before I was your age I asked God to Bless me one day with a son
And that was how the thought of you had first begun
So, Twenty -one years ago to this day
You arrived…perfect and handsome in every way-

As baby and toddler you were way ahead of your peers
Showing wisdom and intellect beyond your years
Added to that a head of hair to astound
Made you without doubt, the best looking kid around
At 6 months old you said your first word-
Wait for it…”Ninja Turtle” is what we all heard-
This was hardly surprising in retrospect though 
As your love of sword’s and sword -fighting started to show
You started to question us on everything in sight
No doubt in our minds, you were exceptionally bright

When your sister arrived you were almost three
Chat to Keelyn, and you will find she’ll agree…
That having a sister was no issue at all-
In fact you were her protector and mentor from the day she was born-
The love that the two of you share,
Is unique, very special, and extremely rare
As young adults you still nurture this bond with each other-
You make great siblings as sister and brother

I could write pages, so many things to relay
But here is the important stuff I need to say…
You care about your Faith, Family and Friends...
 And still-- the heights of your Academic achievements know no end
From the day you could speak the sentence we heard most of all-
“When I grow up a Dr. will be my vocation and call”

Four years into your Medical degree
We realize how seriously you took that first plea
You learnt to discern from an early age between right and wrong
I am pleased to acknowledge in God’s Kingdom you firmly belong

I love you so much…a love that has no measure
To have you as a son - a gift from God I will always Treasure-
So as you celebrate this milestone age of Twenty-one
It goes without saying- you make us so proud to have you as a son

(Footnote: My son is now 25—a qualified Doctor, and firm in His Faith)


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The Legacy

When you have a child,
it is a responsibility like no other
a responsibility that consumes your soul
if you take it by the horns and run,

By that I mean this,
look at the times, trends, life
and you begin to teach
and they begin to learn,

You teach them of love, respect,
not to lie, cheat or steal
you teach them the value of friends
you teach them responsibility,

You teach them to learn
the value of education, further education
you teach them the value of a dollar
you teach them how to be independent,

I have had the pleasure to raise 5
5 independent children, educated
respectful, trustworthy, loving
they have many friends

they are successful, have families, mostly
I love them all, with all my heart
though I must say my raising style has changed
And I must beg the oldest 4, their forgiveness

The last to raise is not my Legacy
he is a Legacy, to his Step Mother and me,
he has all the aforementioned, plus vision
at 15 he has GPS for his future

I play 12 Musical instruments, he plays 11
His Brother and I write, he writes,
He excels at all he does
I was not as hard on him,

Josh, you are not my Legacy

You are a Legacy, Created by God, Serving God
Truly a Son of God,
But you are still my Son and I am very Proud of you,

Staff Sergeant Joshua Pickett JROTC, 

To all my Children, I love you all equally,
I just wish I raised you all equally, you all deserved it!

Love .....Dad


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Forever Your Man

I'm very outgoing, yeah I talk to some girls,
but you got to understand, you're the queen of my world.
Honey, If I had the money, I would glitter your life.
I'd buy you diamond rings and I would make you my wife.
It's true, you've put me through, I'm stuck to you like super glue.
I just wouldn't know what I'd do without you as my boo!
I stand grand in this land, with you at my hand.
How can I make you understand that I'm forever your man?
You're like the leader of the band and I'm your number one fan!
You're totally fine, you're fun, crazy, sexy, and cool.
So glad you're mine, the one, that makes the other boys drool.
When I think about the times I brought a tear to your eye,
It makes me break down and cry. Sometimes I wish I would die.
Girl, you are my Angel. You were sent from above.
You saved me from this hell and filled my life up with love.
Where we'll go from here on out is a mystery to me,
but I know I'll be all right with you, always, next to me!


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TEN

OH MY GOD HE IS TEN
Starting to get hair on his chin
No I cant belive it is true
Now my baby is hitting puberty too

Dang if it ain't my luck
Just last night he was playing with trucks
Now it is girls and rock music blaring
Him asking is it time to start shaving

No it has to be a bad dream
MY baby can't be almost a teen
My other one is over half grown
This one has to stay at home


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Valentine's Day

A Valentine's Day dedication for those who have lost a loved one.



I know you're watching from far away.
So I'll find the strength to kneel and pray,
and send you our love this Valentine's Day.
God gives me the power to understand,
that we can no longer hold your hand.
The sands of time pass graciously,
until we meet for eternity.
My unconditional emotion has no end.
Like the flowers in the spring and your spirit in the wind.
My hands are empty without you to hold.
My soul cries out alone in the cold.
My tears still fall and I wipe them away.
God gave me the strength to kneel and pray,
and send you our love this Valentine's Day.


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The Pain in My Heart

The pain in my heart is the same as the pain
Of a father whose son will look not at his face. 
The fact that my sufferings all were in vain
Is a thousand times more than the pain I then faced.

What, for the love of His son will a father do 
More than to lay himself at your feet, dead?
Is there a love of more kindness today than 
The love that forgave all His murderous fiends?

Why, my dear son, will your eyes open not?
When did thy heart ever alter to stone?
When did my soul filled with love for thy sake
In a thousand years ever leave you in lone?

Answer me, son, let my ears hear your lies,
Face me, my dear, with your pile of deceit,
Puncture my heart yet again, if you wish,
With the sword of a hatred I long to delete.

The piercing of nails and the beating of whips, 
Shall never come close to the pain I now feel
The pain in my heart is much more than the pain
Of a father whose son has forgotten of him.


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Damien's Lullabye

Hush little baby, it’s all right, 
Go on and get some sleep tonight. 
I will be here when you rise. 
Go on and rest your weary eyes. 

Hush little baby, don’t make a sound,
Remember me when I’m not around. 
I am watching you where you lie.
Quiet little baby, please don’t cry.

Hush little baby, don’t make a move,
Your body is mine to sooth. 
Take a breath, release it slow.
I will be with you wherever you go.

Hush little baby, hold on tight,
I'll love you with all my might.
I promise you that I will wait.
Arms wide open at Heavens gate.


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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!


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My First Son

You just came into this world cold and bleak of your father/ 
But you made my life mean even more ever since your sister my baby daughter/ 
You make life upon soul as a man out in the desert that needs water/ 
I'm a full-time daddy now so there is no room for my mistekes to let me faulter/
 
I know I ain't the best daddy in the world son but I will do my best 
I know alcohol can bring me down but son you just being born makes me want out this mess/
 I want something better for you than me when you are ready to leave daddy's little nest/
 I sometimes just sit here and watch your sweet little stomach go up and down with every breath/
 
You are so innocent and I am so guilty of being a sinner/ 
I'm working on being a saint but how can I when all I do is let alchol be my only winner/
 My addiction gets thicker as my liver and kidney's continue to get thinner/ 
I just want to be able to support you son with clothing, a home and an every night dinner/
 
I love you son, I really do/ 
So I must help myself past these self-made lies and do what is right and true/ 
I'm still an alcoholic and addict in a crazy rez life game where I always seem to lose/
 But with your birth I can start anew/ 
I got big time father responsibilities now to where it will forever affect the choices that I choose/
 
You my first and only son/ 
As of now your my only one/ 
I look forward to our times of hardship and the times when we have fun/ 
I was at a slow walking pace but because of your birth it got my mind on the run/
 In LOVE you NOW and FOREVER because your My First Son. 





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Rich in Love

What a confusing time that was, I had to grow up quick
Its was fun being a child, but we took a lot of stick.
There was no money, as most of us can say
But we did all sorts of things, and learnt lots of games to play.
There were no electronic games with colourful buttons to press
We were lucky to have a skipping rope, or maybe even less.

It was never a proper rope, with wooden handles on the end
It was usually a bit of baling string, and even that we would lend.
There was very little food and sometimes no roof over our heads
But we could all keep warm at night with six of us in a bed.
It could be fun getting up in the night
To run from the rent man, that always gave dad a fright.
Rent was due we had to run, who knew where, but it was fun.

I grew up poor but rich in love or that’s what I believed
But I promised myslef my kids, would never be that grieved.
We have worked hard, and given them all we didn’t have back then,
It’s seem to have worked because we find we have now turned out two men.
They love us and help in all the ways they know how,
They say "Mum and dad we thank you, we understand things now.
When we have children we want them to be
 as happy as my brother and me."



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Time Passes

I will hang on, not let time escape
I just do not have the strength of will
Yet seasons vary, it feels unreal
Time passes as the moon changes shape
I found your toys and the old red cape
The love is still there, no hands to hold
I wanted to see you growing old
Time passes as the moon changes shape
People just do not understand me
My time does not pass as the moon changes shape

©Holly P. Moore
   November 2012


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Grandchildren

A granddaughter is a joy
a real genuine treasure,
to make the heart sing
with unequaled pleasure.

Her smile can brighten
the gloomiest afternoon.
In her sweet presence
my heart becomes immune

to trouble or sorrow,
defeat or decline.
In her, so clearly,
we see God's design.    

A grandson fills the gap
and completes God's plan.
In his face, I catch 
a  glimpse of the man.

His smile brings sunshine,
love defines his embrace.
My load becomes lighter,
worry's gone without a trace.

He will always hold
a large chunk of my heart.
No force can alter our
bond, it's off the chart.


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A Child's Training

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


(Part One of Two)



If A Child Wants To Eat Candy
All Day Long …
When You Tell Them ‘No!’ - -
Is It Wrong?

If A Child Wants To Stay Up On School Nights
And Not Go To Bed …
Will You Leave The Matter At That
And Do What They Said?

If A Child Wants To Run The Streets
At All Hours of  The Night …
Would You Allow It
And Say ‘It’s Alright’?

If A Child Fell Into Hanging Out
With The Wrong Crowd …
Would You Do Nothing
Thereby Showing It’s Allowed?

If A Child Gets Some Silly Notion
And Is Being Misled …
Will You Not Try To Talk
Some Sense Into Their Head?

And When Your Child Makes A Mistake
(‘Cause All Of Us Make Life’s Errors)
Are You Going To Be Loving & Forgiving
Or Come Off Like Some Holy-Terror?

If You See That Your Child’s Life
Is In Imminent Danger …
Would You Leave His Soul’s Wellbeing
To Some Ulterior-Motive Stranger?

All Children Need Education
That’s Why We Send Them To School
But Isn’t Home Training
The Best Place For Understanding Life’s Rules?

Before Your Child Gets Polio or Smallpox
Or Some Other Life Threatening Situation
Would You Not Seek Out Preventative
Medicine or Cures Thru Vaccinations?

If A Child Just Wants To Play
And Not Do Chores or Homework …
Would You Not Try To Find Out
Why A Lazy Streak Is Starting To Lurk?

If Your Child Is Depressed
Unmanageable or Confused …
Would You Not Put Extreme Effort
Into Finding Just What You Could Do?

If A Child Needs To Be Shown Love
and We Withhold Our Kisses & Hugs
Are We Guilty When They Grow Up
Into ‘Crypts & Bloods’?

If Your Child Doesn’t Want To Talk
and Retreat In Hiding From The World
Wouldn’t You Do Everything In Your Power
To Help Your Precious Boy or Baby-Girl?

If Your Child Has Low Self Esteem
Or Shows A Lack of Character …
Wouldn’t You Want To Be
Their Value & Virtue  Narrator?

If Your Child Just Really Needs
Someone To Listen & To Talk To …
Would You Not Prefer
that That Someone Be You?

I Once Knew A Police Officer
Who Had Said of His Beat …
A Child Can Get Discipline At Home
Or They’ll Get Their Beatings In The Streets

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



(Part One of Two)


                      Written & © :  7/16/2013

                       By:  The MoonBee


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Leaving Bruce

Feeling free as an uncaught Christmas goose,
I left on a Valentine's Day with a Dear Bruce
Letter and a tie. Wonder why he kept it for years.
There were tears I took his children, but when he
Finally found me, he threatened to cut me to pieces.

I drove in a blizzard from Tennesee to Colorado.
From my Dad and my friends I got a big Bravo.
I ran out of gas half way there. A policeman helped
Me as did my friends to get me the money. Not funny.
Had three kids, clothes, dog, cat and a bird. Absurb!

Two months later at work I found my true love.
Must have been Heaven sent from our Lord above.
For he didn't date women with kids and I had three.
He raised them after three years dating-God bless thee.
Now we have grandchildren, five of them, one adopted.

He's opted to call my son Dad, as does my son calls Larry.
When I first met him, his face was handsome and hairy.
To him, the three kids were scary, but all came to be.
And now we are all one healthy and happy family.
As it's now white, Larry's shaved off his beard.


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When

When is he going to understand 
that life is harder than what our eyes can see.
Its work, its pain, its suffering,
Its love, its time, its energy.
When..

When will he know the struggles life brings
When..

When will he feel the love that I feel
the pain that I feel
the anger I feel
When..

When will he learn the responsibility of life.
Its not always easy to provide.
There are times when its much easier to give up.
When..

When will he have children all his own
and learn to take care of them just as I did.
When will he hold me and say
I love you, thank you for all that you've done.
When..

When will he know that it was all done for love.

When my heart beats no more and my body lies still
Will you still love me?
Will you still see me?
Will you wonder why
When you were little why I held your hand so you wouldn't cry.
Why I would kiss you and then smile.

Life is too short to ponder what, when, where and why.
So I leave you this message
So when you are older and wiser
You'll read whats in it
and maybe then you'll understand
just why I did it.


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a spec on a screen

i attempt to take a breath as structure slips away,
two lips and a whisper changed a universe today,

patterns contort and minds tilt ajar,
my soul is dumbfounded in sight of this art,


head in the clouds, where home isn't far,
seems ages away, knee deep in the stars,

i know not, the language,
i can not define,
but i know that its coming,
it's growing, it's mine.



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The sapling and the wood

The sapling and the wood..                   Steve Hudson

What would I tell my sons if my days were soon ending?
I would tell them:
Oh my dear precious sons
Our time on this earth is too short,
My eyes dim for a moment, only to brighten on larger frames,
With your heads on my chest, I embrace you, afraid of letting go,
Wanting to spare you from the world I left behind, with its terrors of the night,

Sometimes life will cut you down
You will feel like you can’t carry its burden
And hope may lose all definition
But find your heart in the face of doubt and uncertainty.

For you have a father who loves beyond measure
Here on earth, and in Heaven,
A father who will never stop fighting for you, believing for you
Pursue the one thing that makes you come alive
And be that to the world around you,
May Jesus Christ be the center and purpose of your very being.
For nothing on this earth will satisfy like the Bread of Life.
If you’re afraid, do it anyway, 
And know that if its right, whatever happens because of it
Is worth the outcome.

Never lose the wonder of the first time,
Live with honor, valor and passion,
Be the men you want others to be
Walk in such a way, that they would not quickly try you,
Though such would quickly follow you to the end.

Know that I have done my best for you with what I had,
My hope is that it was enough.


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The Trial of the Brazen Boy

Inconsiderate Brazen Boy 
Who knows not what good to do
You forget your manners
Respectful to none but those with a gun
And thus having broken all the rules
Inconsiderate Brazen Boy 
Who in spite of a good mother’s love
Shows no kindness, sympathy, nor compassion
You follow not the Golden Rule she taught
But seek only ill-gotten crimes of passion
Inconsiderate Brazen Boy 
Thy callused heart strings untuned
What innocence is left with in your breast
What values have you for those that adored you
Having their hope replaced by your dope
Is this the life you envisioned
Inconsiderate Brazen Boy 
Your once good name now vulgar
Your pants hang low so your butt can show
And you believe it’s sexy
Inconsiderate Brazen Boy 
Death and violence amidst your comrades 
Will bring about your destruction 
Thy family of gang which kill, cheat, and steal
You lay still in a red pool of clay as they mock you
Inconsiderate Brazen Boy
Stand before thy creator
For your life for right you tossed for the left
Only now do you weep for the Savior


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Talk to your Grandparents

There's something important I would like to stress,
as a piece of advice, from the top of my head.
It might sound small now, but nevertheless,
one day when you've grown up, it will make sense;
Talk to your Grandparents.

Ask them a question, another and more.
Ask them what this world was like before.
Inquire of Life, Love and of marriage.
They've been there, they've lived it, and would love to share it.
They'll talk to you gladly, if you lend an ear.
They may make your day, and you'll make their year.
It will be like discovering the best long-lost friends,
if you talk to your Grandparents.

There's something important I would like to say;
Visit, or phone, do it now, and today.
I promise the greatest of disappointments,
is time passing by when you don't know it went.
So don't miss this chance, before it's been spent,
to talk to your Grandparents.


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free cee

                                            NEVER LEFT ASUNDER
TO MY LATE MOM:
Did you ever notice that the letters in the word “love” are sequestered inside the word “evolve”?
Because to me that is what love appropriately does
It evolves
It revolves
It solves
And after sixty-plus years together love does, 
in many ways, 
change its ways of wonderment
and is often altered on a course to sheer contentment
for that is the result of the continuation of a consecrated commitment
an abiding faith that the other’s faith rests upon the other’s shoulder
as they grow ever so much older
remembering a time of working hard together to get through the hard times together
that old fishing boat she hated so that became battered and eventually succumbed to the weather
while all the while smiling because each year seemed a bit brighter than the last
and all the joyful events that are now part of a bejeweled and fulfilling past
a past reflected in each partner’s eyes which gaze upon a tribute to dedication
a coupling worthy of adulation
he being content to make her content proves the content of their cohabitation
a union rich with rewards that come in the mail bearing pictures of their first great grandson born
a baby with beauty by an angel at birth besworn………………………
so there they sit sharing a couch and swapping a calliope of memories
he talks of fishing and she of a cool Autumn breeze
as each agrees
sixty-plus years weaves two souls together as tightly as any weaver ever wove a sweater
and for some fated reason the last decade seems somehow, in retrospect, better
well……. not so much better as just plain more comfortable
no surprises, no red flags, and no warnings to heed
just a mutual and spiritual type of need
the need to talk away a partners tears
while knowing that his partner truly hears
and dries her eyes compliantly
to face yet another hardship defiantly
ever eager with a gentle finger to wipe away the wet that it might no longer linger
because these are two who vowed with strength that forever, to them, actually meant forever
through the trials…….. through the riches ……….and through the smiles
but most notably through all the determination together to damn away their fears
Yes……….it seems to me that love evolves ever so softly after sixty-plus years
       © 2012…copyright PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~


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A Real Father

Any guy can have a child
But it takes a real man to be a father
Any guy can get annoyed
But a real man don't get bothered
Any guy can give money for his kids
But a real man is there for them
Any guy can work all the time
But a real man is takes care of her or him
Any guy can justify his position
But a real man proves his spot
Any guy can get upset with kids
But a real man never gets hot
Any guy can talk whatever
But a real man goes with the transaction
Any guy can buy stuff for their kids
But a real man's love is out of action
So many guys nowadays fall
But real men step up to the call


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Universal love

The sound of her breathing
serene and peaceful her presence
The view of her eyes watching me
untamed admiting her preference

I, who am I for her to want me
unclear remnants of the past
... 


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Moment to Reflect

Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. Many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasure that are a wonder to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you can find rest, for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago prepare The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all a long time ago and I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please live inside of me until the end. I sow the seeds and when the harvest comes you will know where it can from. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


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My Birthday Wish

I sit on the floor and wait from dusk to dawn, for a new day will soon be reborn. I count all 
the blooming flowers, and count down the long hours, while mum takes her shower. 
Today's the day, for it's my birthday. I hope I get A car, or A guitar or maybe even become 
A movie star, but that's asking A bit too much of me. I walk around singing out A loud, 
acting proud feeling as if my heads in A cloud. To my surprise I start stumbling over my 
words and begin mumbling. Maybe mum just forgot about me, or are they just hiding the 
presents from me? I walk through the hall, with my head dragging looking at the floor, 
and go to bed with my heart feeling torn. It's getting late and I can no longer wait. I turn 
off my light, and close my eyes and cry having so much things go through my mind. I 
drift to sleep but then I see, mum walking in my room in the middle of the night with A 
light. It's so bright. She raises my heart like A kite, taking of it flight and she says, good 
night, and turns of the lights. She raised my hopes high and then shot them out of the 
sky. I break down and cry, it feels as if I've just died. No one remembered why today was 
A special day for it was my birthday. I look at the sky and wonder why? I light my candle 
and close my eyes, tears dripping down onto my thighs, and I start to whisper in my 
mind. "I don't want A car, or even A guitar. I don't even want to become A movie star. I 
just want to be free of this disease called poverty, I just want people to stop running away 
from me. Free me of aids so I can stop feeling afraid. Stop me from being poor, so I can 
afford to stop sleeping on the floor. Make me smile for there is no reason to smile, but 
please make my life worth while. Take me away from Africa, for all I see is people being 
raped and all the kids hearts filled with hate, I'm loosing my faith for I am living each day 
even though there is nothing to live for". A Tear drops on my candle, And puts out the 
flame I whisper in pain,This is "My Birthday Wish"
 
We wish for luxuries that only money can afford. They wish for water for they are poor. 
People need to learn to smile, for kids living in poverty have A legitimate reason not too. 
Be happy for what we have, and never complain for what we don't have.
 
- Wiko Te Maru


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FREE CEE live to evolve

                           LIVE TO EVOLVE
Have you ever noticed that the  letters in the word love are sequestered inside the word “evolve?
Because to me that is what love appropriately does
It evolves
It revolves
It solves
And after sixty-plus years together love does, 
in many ways, 
change its ways of wonderment
and is often altered on a course to sheer contentment
for that is the result of the continuation of a consecrated commitment
an abiding faith that the others faith rests upon the others shoulder
as they grow ever so much older
remembering a time of working hard together to get through the hard times together
that old fishing boat she hated so that became battered and eventually succumbed to the weather
while all the while smiling because each year seemed a bit brighter than the last
and all the joyful events that are now part of a bejeweled and fulfilling past
a past reflected in each partner's eyes which gaze upon a tribute to dedication
a coupling worthy of adulation
he being content to make her content proves the content of their cohabitation
a union rich with rewards that come in the mail bearing pictures of their first great grandson born
a baby with beauty by an angel at birth besworn
so there they sit sharing a couch and swapping a calliope of memories
he talks of fishing and she of a cool Autumn breeze
as each agrees
sixty-plus years weaves two souls together as tightly as any weaver ever wove a sweater
and for some fated reason the last decade seems somehow, in retrospect, better
well not so much better as just plain more comfortable
no surprises, no red flags, and no warnings to heed
just a mutual and spiritual type of need
the need to talk away a partners tears
while knowing that his partner truly hears
and dries her eyes compliantly
to face yet another hardship defiantly
ever eager with a gentle finger to wipe away the wet that it might no longer linger
because these are two who vowed with strength that forever, to them, actually meant forever
traversing together mile after mil
through the trials.. through the riches and through each smile
but most notably through all the determination together to damn away their fears
it seems to me that love evolves ever so softly after sixty-plus years
       © 2012....copyright PHREECEE..~free cee!~


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


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Mathematics of life

Iam just zero,
not a zest hero.
The one,
uplifts this none.
Made me a valued limitless ton,
and as a rising sun.


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How do you spell beautiful woman

How do you spell beautiful woman, it's spelled A-G-N-E-S.
Everybody who was a part of Mom's life was truly blessed.
Mom was blessed with both outer and inner beauty.
She would've still been beautiful even if she had been ugly.
She was the kindest woman that I've ever known.
But she's dead and I feel hollow because I'm alone.
She would've helped anybody who was in need.
My Mom was a wonderful person indeed.
I wanted her to survive and I was devastated when her doctor said that she was a goner.
Just knowing this fantastic lady was both a privilege and an honor.

[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]


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"God(love) is All Things

Contest: Palindrome Poetry 
In Honor of: Jared Picket 
Example Thought #15


“God (love) is All Things”

Agape(God),
God is love.
God is everything,
He is Love the source.
He is great, the mind cosmic,
Creator , the mighty counselor. 
One only begotten Son example.
All of life is love in action.
-Fortunately-
Action in love is life of all.
Example Son begotten, only one.
Counselor mighty, the creator,
Cosmic mind the great is He.
Source the love is He
Everything is God,
 Love is God,
Agape.

Jared this poem is written in the frame of mind, that is of the notion, that God is all things 
both physical and paranormal. Ps. I don’t have means of centering  this poem, as I think it 
would look better.
Honorable Mention


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CharlaXTitle8

Schism
 FAITH is a shield that covers a man from head to toe. True faith surpasses dead works. And now to this title poem. Ed. Note. There is GOD and his SON and his SPIRIT they aer three separated and distinct images and yet they aer one persona one giant mega person perhaps with three faces. No one has yet completely deciphered his image iff an artiste was to create to paint GOD eye suppose it could look something like an Ancient of Days upon a Throne not once but thrice with the same face three times the image of the SON being the predominate one. The first image an old ancient man. The second one is harder a Scepter in his hand of Righteousness a crown of Diadems jewelry that cannot be likened to money or material wealth but as a sign and symbol of his Authority. Jesus has a Crown for he is Ruler of this universe. The third image; that one of the Spirit, is yet harder to discern the same Jesus face in a burning glowing place. A Glow of Flame a Fire; however, made of warmth and love.
A SPIRIT made of GOD. He broke the Horn off Satan forehead gave the world back to the Flock. Gentle reader ewe just stop. Stop strife worry remember what a PRICE was paid for love and go back to the cross for there we pray. Yes we build all our deeds the love upon the Death, not counting all the cost our possessions all our love our very lives depend on Christ our King. A living GOD a loving Spirit a wonderful Father who gives more than mere health and wealthy love neither constrained or with any guile or predetermined Schism of the flesh just unconditional love without end lasting forever nothing ever is needed again love. Eye am reminded of the many infirmities of flesh the frailties of a man the Schism of his Grace as eye sit ici with this pen discovering all the needless hashing of old wounds fumbling at the hands and scars the wounds eye sometimes get as certain they aer thine not self inflicted or just mine. Schism is a wrent a tear in time the body dies the flesh in grave the light for all to see apparently asleep yet Schism thrives for eye have seen the Temple of the Lord a Saint a Lady in death’s place repose aware of nothing now her Spirit gone to Lord somehow twas more than beautiful to me no longing brought forth from Schism’s door a token portent of myself at play upon the earthly plain of dust the Grace upon her face the Peace mere word cannot her Journey over now convey, her Judgment come and gone and Heaven won all in a single word born. Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! Come. GOD. The maker of the Schisms all and one.


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Rest in peace, Mom

You weren't a saint but you were extremely close.
Out of all of the people on Earth, I've always loved you the most.
It will be very painful as they lower you into the ground.
Life will never be the same because you're no longer around.

You were a wonderful human being and a terrific mother too.
Your family and friends will always love you.
You were so sweet and kind that you should've been given a humanitarian award.
The people in Heaven are happy because you're there and so is the Lord.

You're in a better place and that makes your friends and family glad.
But as people see the tears rolling down my cheeks, they know that I'm so sad.
You were one fantastic lady, you were truly one of a kind.
Knowing that Heaven is your new home gives us peace of mind.

From time to time I wasn't the ideal son and that's something I regret.
You gave me life, love and happiness and that's something I'll never forget.
It hurts very much because you are deceased.
Everybody loves you Mom, may you rest in peace.


(Dedicated to Agnes Johnson who passed away March 6, 2013.)  (1948-2013)


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In Your Love

Every time you kiss my lips 
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Like a never ending abyss
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Every time you whisper I miss you
I am drowning, I'm drowning
In your love,  in your love.

Life doesn't seem dangerous
When I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
Don't take it so serious
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
I don't care what they think of us
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
In your love, in your love

~ Leonard Napierskie


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Warrior

Man strives throughout his life, to gain affliction,
He is a warrior, for his life, not for the nation.
Since birth, he attempts to win positions,
This marks his ambitions to make collision.

Since the very day he takes birth,
Has to struggle, making life worth.
When an infant, he began to observe,
As he grows, life takes curve.

Arriving to youth, steps up to progress,
With his ammunitions, struggles for desired bliss.
Arising towards his goal never looks back,
Stalking his dream, for success, he never gets slack.

As the warrior grows old, he drops arm,
Retired soldier gets pension as acquired charm.
As death draws its curtains, he tell,
Not to conquer, but to fight well.


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Joojoo Voodoo Child

For as long as I can remember
Me madda was de head voodoo club member
She taught me how to make love potion
To mess with der woman emotion

So me meet dis lovely girl 
Seeing ‘er, give me a mighty trill
Me make a love potion I confess
From a piece of ‘er nighty dress

Mix it wit da loose hairs I find spare
From me teet and ‘er underwear
Put a drop a me sista’s joojoo
Me perform de dance from de club voodoo

Throw in me madda’s secret potion
And give me girl as a hand and face lotion
For a year everyting sweet
Me girl an animal love treat

Until one day I notice de hair
Growing on her hands and ‘er face
De one me puck from me teet and her underwear
She look like she not from de human race

‘er back bend, knuckles drag upun de floor
Der woman get a whole lot a chunky
She want me twenty five times a day, me sore
Each day me see her she look more like a monkey

O’ Madda your potion no work, why you lie?
Your son he been abused, he sore and he cry
Dis woman ruin your son life
He wake up to find she is his wife…


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Bare

Back to where it all began,
When I was sure, there was a plan,
As if I have been born again,
The joy of birth, the thrill, the pain

Standing still, stripped and bare,
Don’t leave me here, you can’t, you care.

Why has the age of time not healed?
The aching whole remains unfilled.
Be strong enough to see this through,
To be myself with him, not you.

Standing still, stripped and bare,
Don’t leave me here, you can’t, you care.

The flight of youth has brought me here,
My travelling companions? Love and fear,
Stop now girl, just look around,
Look at all the love you’ve found.

Moving on, still stripped, still bare,
You’ll leave me here, you can, you care.


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EASTER MORNING WALK

Morning wakes my daughter like a brass band,
Sweet eyes focus, how they struggle to see,
Yet her face lights up as I wave my hand,
Her own lifts from the sheet, reaches for me.

She is gently lifted, placed in her chair,
Contented to watch a bird on the sill,
Giggles escape as I ruffle her hair,
Fingers miss a ribbon then clasp a frill.

No mother could be more happy or proud,
My angel is trusting, joyful and smart,
I stick out my tongue, and she laughs out loud,
There is my everything, there beats my heart. 

Dressed and readied for a walk in the park,
She refused to eat so much as one bite,
Kittens play and a squirrel starts to bark,
She takes in the warm day, sighs at sunlight.

Tenderly, I tell a story of love,
And then softly sing her favourite song,
Wheels splash through a puddle, clouds drift above,
I see from her smile here’s where I belong.

Easter’s breezy stroll has put her to sleep,
I sit on a bench, whisper a prayer,
Please, just for one hour… let death keep…
My great grandson sits, too, oh, how he cares.

See, I’ve been dead now for over seventy years,
My child just turned one hundred and seven,
God graced her life with more laughter than tears,
Me? I’m blessed to escort her to Heaven. 


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I Care for You

you'll never be alone
as long as i care for you
Hear my whispers in the dark
my voice is clear and true
when darkeness comes
reach out for me
i'll light the night with stars 
so you could see
that you tried so hard
but it wasnt meant to be
you got so far 
you almost made it to victory
in the end
it was full of pain
it doesnt even matter
because that pain didnt stay
whenever you fall
i'll always catch you
when you've think you lost
i'll be there to remind you
you'll never be alone
as long as i care for you


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SPECIAL PLAYMATE

I'm standing in the doorway,
And watching for her car.
Mommy said she comes today,
I can’t wait to feel her arms.

She always reads me stories
And tickles me to sleep.
She gives me toys and bible books
That I will always keep.

I ride her back like ‘horsie’
She makes me laugh too much,
And throws me up into the air,
This person that I love.

I wish that all my friends
Could have someone like her.
A grandma to adore them
And put them in her prayers.

My brother is too young now
To roll upon the floor.
Whenever he gets old enough,
He’ll join me at the door.

We’ll watch for her to get here
Then play with her all day.
There’s no one else like 'Nana',
It’s meant to be that way.


While on the way to visit my grandsons one day, my daughter sent a text picture 
(the one you see in my blog) of my grandson standing in the doorway with the 
door wide open, waiting...looking for my car. He knew I was coming. There's 
something very special about the bond between a grandparent and grandchild. I 
wrote this for my grandchildren.



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The Most Fierce Love

When you await that day for so long just to see their face, 
 Not too much longer will you have to go, you're almost to Home Base.
All the pain you've been through, will be worth it in the end.
 One look at that precious face, and you'll be the envy of some friends.

You look over to the side and see a tiny bed which is clear, 
 So you can see each precious feature of a child that is very near.
When you're almost done and you feel that final tear.
 The pain and anticipation is almost more than you can bear.

Here comes a tiny bundle of dark hair and gorgeous eyes, 
 Ten little fingers and ten tiny toes, it scared me at first since I heard no cries.
Finally, my son is born and I thank God he is alive, and FINALLY here.
 A perfect child in my eyes, and I'm incandescently happy, but also full of fear.

Will I be a good Mother, will I know what to do?
 This is all so scary, and oh so very new.........
I hold him closely to my heart, 
 I'm Finally a Mommy, no time to fall apart.

I KNOW I can do this, I don't really have a choice.
 The moment I found out I was pregnant, I began to rejoice.
Now I have two children, and I only had to give birth to one!
 Illyanna and I now await for our children to grow and have fun.


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The march of the penguins

The little penguins march along the ice
Battling against them
The might of the long winter’s crisis 
The small ones under their mother’s bellies they crawl 
Into a world of cold, their eyes opened
Marching weeks and months 
Just to find
Some miracle rough food
The mothers and children stay 
The fathers leave
Walking and marching for miles
And in between 
The Crisis changes into the worse
Where the large bird descends 
Toward the small penguins
The ones who have mothers
Run to them 
While other shield themselves
By squeezing tightly together
As the merciless bird strikes
Some mange to run 
While finally one is caught
In the ugly beast’s claws 
And eventually gets eaten cruelly…
And when the dads come
Some find their sons 
While others
Just endure another crisis similar  
And for some
The dad recognizes his son 
By his or her song
And beautifully they unite again 
The father, mother, son
Stand
Together, proud and remarking 
How beautiful their son is 
And patiently the season changes
Summer comes, the ice melts
In the water they splash and swim 
Day by day 
All of the small penguins
Grow up
Their parents leaving them to a path of their own 
They march again 
How significant and enduring 
I can’t describe how
A penguin really suffers…


 


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Wisdom'

Wisdom, let's delve into this word,
If it is willed I'll try to seperate wisdom the way maybe to the Lord.
Seperation is distinct and to be seperated is to be apart.
Look into your inner voice (The Holy Spirit if you will) look to your heart.

Breaking the first letter "W" the Word" Our saviour Jesus Christ.
I- is for inspired phropecy from the Father Delivered in Love, absolutely good advise.
S- would be Solomon, God's inspired wisdom king.
D-Solomons's son David the greatest gift from God to His chosen nation.
 
O-offering true alligiance to one true God.
M-mercy, pity, love for his children, if you will God's spiritual nod.
This is what this writer, this sinner carnal man sees.
Don't be afraid brethren peace will come through Jesus God's son His wisdom spiritually.

Be vigil, look search, study God's Holy Bible have faith, hope and pray God finds you worthy to enter His Kingdom.
You'll truly with God's truths and understanding, having the love for all and be under the direction of God, Jesus His Son.


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Hunting the zero man

A spoilt photo,a wasted life,
failure as a father,the experiment didn't come off.
So great was my abhorrence at the sight of humanity
that i decided to give her the go-by.
Ladies and gentlemen i introduce you,
the disintegration of my personality.
Brand me with a red-hot iron,iam the killer,
Lynch me ,who will struck the first blow?
Be stunned because iam the zero man.
Fully aware of the danger,iam the cracker man
so don't be soppy.
Sentimentalism is the reason of stupidity
and the end justifies the means.
Nothing ever put me out,no shiver all over my body.
Zero.
I will save my skin once again,believe it or not
and i will do this with fussiness,take it or leave it.

A clenched-fist salute to the dead child in front of my car.

I killed again giving birth to nothing.


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TO MICHAEL

Pain it wells inside of me 
Its lifts its ugly head.
His words they speak so deeply
And this is what he said

Oh Mum he says, it’s what you said
So very long ago
It hurt me then, it hurts me still
I just can’t let it go

The memory is so very dim
I can’t remember them
The words that I spoke long ago
That cut my son to threads.

I never could just understand
From whence his pain did come
His angry words, his smoldering hate
That I’ve felt from him so long

I’d like to say, if it’s enough
That I’m very sorry son
I loved you then, I love you now
Can’t take back what I’ve done

I never meant to hurt you,
If only I had known
I’d never have uttered a single word
I wish that you would know it.

I’M SORRY MICHAEL.


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Yea baby on a universal scalerole and on its entity, u know the rest

Hi keep me in your visage,
keep me in your sociostew
quote me in a passage
or hey, F U
themes, ideas, sonnets, 
mambypamby contrivances set to words
tell me your thoughts are merely
terds. No creativity, stilitd patterns, 
prose passivity and illcreated 
rhytm lanterns given to pre cunni
lingual callings set to teen tonal
twitterings of anal adult annoyances
of prepostadnoidial fake frontal toe the line
godforbidugetpregnantwhileI haveuinthe
backseatofmycar,basementmotelroomparkalbeit
sanctifiedmarriagewithalloftheaccruments beguiledgiven to the EverWaiters
of sexo satisfied vagino villified vanilla wafer
wishes until the wounded wedding night cherry bursting
(yea right)
bomb blast blemishes. Keep it in in novative organ aztional
invigor ative essence to stand by yr manwomanpersonit
as statedstated by state in a reverenced supreme courted not society
given to a biased"What the hell do we do now guys/gals and inbetweens", SFHD.
Guess it and get the prize, or play our home game 
as your consolation gift.
 We r un evolving without the neutral notion of 
core capacity locus of control and seminal socialization. 
We r what we BE and all else is con
trivity. Sons/daughters noncompliant with the so be its and told u so's
do as I do keep it simple, we as boomers ahve set a style too conseropliant to 
reinvent the self. youth recapitulate your entity and serve no one unless it
benefits those insufficient to a misnomer antiquated to a universal device 
dead to annoyance and brevity. Unforgiving to a future promise. 
All for one and one for all.  


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To my son with love

I don’t know where you going
I don’t know what to do
I don’t know how to save
Your own life and you

So many years went by
When you left your home, your nest
I always wanted nothing more
For you to have the best

You let yourself so easy
You choose wrong path to live
You are so good in heart
You have so much to give

Life is so fragile and frail
Life is like mist in the rain
We have only one life to live
Only one life, and never again

Why to waste your life 
On things that makes you weak
You are funny, and smart
Handsome and unique

So many people love you
How hard it is to see
Your biggest fan of all
It is of course - me

You put yourself together
You turn your life around
The love you seeking for
One day I’m sure you’ll find                                       

I wish for you to have the best
To see the world, have fun
I wish for you the best in all
Simply because, you are my son



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As I bade our Son goodbye

ZACH

Let me take away your heartache, 
Let me bear your unbound pain. 
For I don't want you going through, 
All that suffering again. 

On the worst day of my life thus far, 
We were standing side by side. 
When we took our boy to hospital, 
From Meningitis, there he died. 

The pain I felt in my grieving heart, 
I have never felt before. 
I know those doctors tried to help, 
And they could have done no more. 

On the morning of Zach's funeral, 
With a tear in my eye. 
It's the hardest thing I've ever done, 
As I bade our son goodbye. 

To have your child die in your arms, 
And there's nothing you can do. 
Is the hardest test this world can give, 
But his love will see us through. 

So heavenly Father I ask of you, 
Don't cast my Son aside. 
For that young lad who we love so dear, 
I now give to you with pride.


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Monument

Forgotten but here
Remembered yet never there
Why do you exist?


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Sweet Rap

I'm gonna speak my mind, I'm gonna talk loud.
I want you to come with me, and the rest of your hot crowd.

Excuse-me-ladies, come over, and take a sip.
Please-be-with-me, I'm well equipped in the hips.

I've dreamed of you, since the day I could crawl.
Dropped my jaw, when I saw, y'all, tall, in the hall.

So, sit back, relax, on the bench, I'm the coach.
As I move close, start to make my approach.

When I look in your eyes, I can't explain how I feel.
For real, chill, in your beauty, time sits still.

I would swim the across the seas, just to get one sight.
Of all your beauty, Cutie, and to kiss you goodnight.

Drop, and hop, right over the winning team.
Cause, U without me, is like strawberries, without cream.

Just remember one thing, before my rap quit.
My name is T Rabbit and I'm your number one pick!


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one day

I sit here watching you, as you sleep in your bed
tears rolling down my face as i stroke your head 
wondering if you remember me when i go away
if i could id see you every single day 
unfortunaty we have do make do with the time we get 
and when i have to leave you i can see you get upset 
daddy feels your pain too, daddy understands 
daddy's trying to work things out daddy has his plans 
mummy and daddy love you from the bottom of our heart 
and nothing will ever change that even though we are apart 
i love it when you throw a paddy like a younger me 
sitting there playing with your trains as happy as can be 
we run, we jump and chase each other all across the floor
and when i go out for a fag you follow me to the door 
yet daddy will sometimes mess up but i try my best 
time to sleep my little prince so peacefully on my chest 
watching while your sleeping every breath that you take in 
you give me so much energy with you i want to sing 
daddy's not going no where son, daddy's here to stay 
although were not together right now but we will be one day


Details | Ballad | |

Phantom kisser-

A masquerade ball was in full concert when
A charming young man stepped in

He bore a green tunic with gold trim
Mask devilish with a wry grin

His mask bore five feathers atop his brow
In full view of the whole of the crowd

The music stopped and no servant bore his name
No mark of royalty or note of fame

Who is this man whispers a girl
A mystery man, man of the world

His eyes a radiant green breaching the mask
The music starts with a nod no questions asked

His manner quite and shy though confident
Both hands resting behind his torso defiant

Utterly refusing any hand placed before him
A mission is what makes him grim

One girl and only one is his treasured fox
She is sitting at a table near the clocks

A common girl young enough for school
A starving pain runs through him almost cruel

A slow melody is played by the maestro
The gentleman gaze at him to and fro

A hand his placed before her tired eyes
Shear delightful sounds as she cries 

An angry man in a red mask stalks toward them
When an older woman steps in front of him

“Let them go” She says
“Why should I” eyes furiously red

To the center of the dancing floor they stroll
The beat picks up with a flick from maestro

Soft beats sound as they come together
Then silence…..weightless like a feather

A dazzling dance wows the place
Enough so to put awe on each face

After the last step and last beat coincide 
Their masks come up no more reason to hide

Their lips meet and cheers break out
Like those at a fight awaiting the bout

The commotion was too much for the old man
He stumbled forward to greet the brigand

A chase commenced with the house guards
Even some of the house bards
 
The Youngman fell and was detained quickly
Then a sound arose from the courtyard sickly

The sound of a sword piercing flesh
A pool of blood and a mess

Unveiling his mask bore only a lad
At this the old man felt sad

The young girl never knew what became of him
Her father detailed his absence to be of a decided whim

In reality he survived after his body was left for dead
A long fever and a month in bed

A preacher picked him up and healed his impaled breast
With medicine and well needed rest

He awoke later to a dream of his lady fair 
When he smelt the perfume of roses in the air

A second chance the preacher stated 
Yes it was not to be he debated

Now he is an old man sitting and writing this tale
Letting my grandson know not to bail

For I will leave it in my will for his eyes only!


Details | I do not know? | |

He Is Part I

He is:
  Wounded and broken,
  Terribly soft-spoken.

He used: 
  To be so full of life and zest, 
  And was always on some quest.

He is:
  So incredibly withdrawn,
   And all his smiles are gone.

He used:
  To be without any fear,
   And always full of cheer.

He is:
  An artist that is incredibly gifted,
  And his rare smiles make my heart uplifted.

He is:
  So smart and bright that when he does write
   His stories, your imagination he does ignite.

Why can't he:
   See that for him I would walk through fire,
    And stand there and face his ever lasting ire?

Why can't he:
   See that I would give my very last breath,
   In order that he never has to face death?

Why can't he:
    Realize that I hate to see
    Him so wounded before me?

Does he:
  Not know that from the very start,
  He grabbed a hold of my heart?

 Will he:
    Ever be able to see,
    That he is the world to me?

He is:
  Never to be outdone,
  For he is my second born son.

He needs:
  To see that whether this trouble or some other,
   That I am here and will ALWAYS be his mother!

He needs:
   To know that no matter his grudge
    Or what he decides to do , I will not judge!

He needs:
  To know that no matter the strife 
   He may cause ,he is still my WHOLE life!


Details | ABC | |

i love you my little son

my son my fistborn you are my little friend
i hold you up high for the whole world to see
you are my boy 
you are a spitting image of me
i promise to be a good father to you
give you all the love you can stand little man
you are my joy and pride
i love you son and my tears i can not hide
when your five i will take you fishing 
when your twelve i will take you to hunt
when you are sixteen i will tell you about girls
right now i will be content with holding you and smelling your neck
i love you so my little son


Details | Light Poetry | |

TONIGHT

Tonight, our destiny in time and space 

seconds minutes hours and two days 

tomorrow the future a pose a phrase 

enigma of time as souls we pace 
 
as we are one but no more the same 

we ache we bleed we love we gain

and tonight this passions lullaby 
 
of Fearless love and forbidden time 
 
Two sighing souls one burning love 
 
Mortals of  hell or a heaven above 

 As we have tonight if only tonight 

Carpe diem we seize the night 
 
Tonight 

For all we have is Tonight


Details | Pastoral | |

The Robertson named Eric

I came to know you when I couldn't remember,
It didn't take long for us to bind,
Grandpa was a special name, loving and tender,
We were often together inseparable like twine.

So many times you gave much love and pleasure,
Grandpa you were smart, patient, handy and caring,
We went to the zoo, biking, fishing plus more which I'll treasure,
The talents and attention you gave made it hard for sharing.

You taught me about life and how to be,
To live honourably truthfully faithfully and just,
To smell flowers, touch the willows, taste blackberries and see,
That few things in life come free... hard work is a must.

The highlights of your life shall be forever sweet,
The red canoe, bagpipes, your bike and handmade leather,
The cabin, falls, syrup and the whoop to - do - trail, what a treat,
Wherever you were was great, no matter what the weather.

Now dear Grandpa for a time we must depart,
Heaven will be a better place because you are there,
We will miss you, especially those close in heart,
Till we meet again your message and memories we'll share.


With love from you family and one of the many people who will miss you:
your Grandson William

P.S. - Here, there or in the air... (1 Thess.4:13-18)


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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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Empty Nest

Jo Davis


No messy bathroom greets my sight,
unnmade bed, nor lit night light
Sandals and trainers all packed away
A pick up by Oxfam, planned today 
Boisterous noise has been replaced
Deafening silence now fills this place
The six o’clock alarm has come to a stop
with no school run to hurriedly drop
All grown up, and far away
Just memories left of yesterday.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Sons Are Special to Me

My Sons Are Special to Me!

Listen my sons!  It's plain to see!
You’re special to God!  And special to me!

When God gave me a son!  He gave me his best!
I’ll say that I LOVE YOU!  And will never rest!

I’m blessed to know you!  I praise God for it!
He already knows!  But I want you to know it!

Wherever you travel…  And wherever you go!
May you find God’s peace and rest for your soul!

He loves you so much!  May his spirit touch you!
That you will know how much he loves you!

You’re both so special!  May you believe it!
All of my love and prayers…  May you receive it!

Blessings to you!  My special sons that you are!
I will shout “you’re special!”  Aloud and afar!

Don’t forget about God!  Keep him in mind!
He’ll be there for you!  Every single time!

Thank you Jesus, for the sons you’ve given!
May they serve YOU, all the days they’re livin’!

By Jim Pemberton   10/01/13



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The Addiction Of Pornography


The Addiction Of Pornogtaphy...

.
A Christian brother had a confession.
Pornography in his life was an addiction .
I couldn't believe the words 
I began to hear.
As a message of hopelessness from 
his lips began to appear.

I began to see tears running down his cheek.
“I go to counseling once a week.”
This was a “man of God” as many believed.
True joy and fulfillment were no longer achieved.

As the lust in his heart began to burn.
Jesus-his once true love-he longed to return.
In the coming days and weeks ahead.
So many ungodly thoughts entered his head.

He began to lose his family and all he cherished.
His life before him began to perish
Then one night in deep agony, 
to God, he cried out;
“Is this what life is really all about?”


“Dear Jesus...in repentance I come to you.”
“I have sinned against God and my family too.”
He forsook the things he thought gave him pleasure.
And lived according to God's word
—his true treasure.
Run from every evil temptation
& lust of the flesh.
Or your life will end up in a huge mess!

Pornography in your life will destroy and decay.
From it's appearance—you must run away!
Enjoy Godly relationships as
Christ meant them to be.
Walk anew in God's love—Only HE 
can SET YOU FREE!

By Jim Pemberton


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God's Greatest Gift

There has never been a more humbling time,
 Were the thoughts running through my mind!!! 
I felt so vulnerable and afraid, like I was staring into the dark but all I could see was “Light”.
And it was the most beautiful light God could have blessed me to see!
 Made in his image and given to me.
And in that moment my fear subsides,
Finding myself paralyzed looking into those eyes
The more I looked the more I fell in love
Holding on to this miracle nervously but thanking God above!!!
Praying for wisdom,
For strength,
 For knowledge to withstand challenges and sacrifices unlike no other!!! 
 Because those things and more are what it takes to be a MOTHER.


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Letter to my Firstborn - Beaurain

My Dearest Child,

I fell in love with you,
from even before you were born.
You were the cutest little baby -
You were my firstborn

I can't wait to walk with you,
Each step of the way,
I love to watch you growing up,
To see you bloom day by day

You make me proud,
When you always try your best,
You just never give up,
Until you've mastered each test.

I love you dearly,
I love you true,
You mean the world to me,
And these are my wishes for you:

I wish you health,
I wish you peace,
I wish you wealth 
that will never seize.

I wish you courage,
I wish you strength,
I wish you patience,
Beyond earthly lengths.

But above all,
I wish you wisdom and love,
In short,
I wish you Beautiful Abundant Blessings from Above!

Al my Love!
Mom


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Still In Love With My Wife


Still In Love With My Wife...

My son came to me with 
a question on his mind.
I said; “Not now son—
I just don't have the time.”
He said, “Daddy—are you still 
in love with Mommy?”
“Do you love her like you did when 
I was in her tummy?”

My eyes choked with tears; 
“Yes son I really do!”
“I'm in love with her...
and I appreciate you.”
“Daddy—will you always love
me like you do mom?”
“Yes my son—my love for you 
will always belong.”

I looked down and much to my surprise.
There were tears running
down my son's eyes.
He came running to me with arms wide open.
“Thank you daddy” were his words spoken.
I picked him up and gave
him a great big hug.
As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug.

His little arm reached up to grab my hand.
I knew that what I said,
he began to understand.
I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife.
She's been such a blessing-
a great part of my life!

By Jim Pemberton 



Details | Free verse | |

Goodnight, Orion

Goodnight, Orion;
Sleep well, brave warrior.
Lay your head in the hills of the heavens,
And rest those weary eyes.
Put your sword away;
The battles of today are done.

Sleep well, Orion;
Dream of the tomorrow
That you’ve already conquered
And dance in the celebration of its defeat.

Hear me, Orion,
Do not be proud,
As too much pride can kill a man.
Revenge comes to the proud like a scorpion
With his stinger ready for that one chance,
And one chance is all he needs
To bring you down.

But you, Orion,
Have the chance to escape the monster
That craves your destruction.
You have the opportunity
To surprise the hidden enemy
And heap fiery coals on his head.
How?
With unconditional love.
Though he seeks to hurt you,
You must love him like a brother,
And what can conquer such love?

Sleep well, Orion.
Tomorrow comes, but it doesn’t know.
It never knows what you have in store for it.
The world is waiting for the wonders
You will leave in your wake.
Everything ends eventually,
So make well of the time you have,
And in doing so,
You will carry yourself closer to eternal life.

But for now,
Sleep well, Orion, 
And goodnight.


Details | Free verse | |

December the 8th

I used to have an eerie feeling
Of a certain date

Never knowing
Why I felt that way

I had even said
There was something
About it
But I could never
Wrap my head around it.

Such a curious thing to wonder
Why a date in your head
Would be stuck on
For you to ponder

But I realized
I'd come to hate 
That date
Later in my life
When you met your fate
You were taken from me
On December
The 8th
Is it a coincidence
Or a prediction
Of fate?

Oh how...
How much I hate
The date
Of December... 
December
The 8th.


Details | I do not know? | |

Lord, Why Did You Take Him? (Monody)


He always praised and loved the mountain folklore, 
Sang songs in sparkling summer or in cold winter. 
Ahh, but now the legend shall sing songs no more, 
Nor will this li’l warbler listen to his banter.

I have known him so well, too sweet for my name, 
When he gently held these tiny hands to play.
Him, Oh I could not forget nor put to shame,
But the selfish touch of fate took him away.

I have lost him, my daddy, to the giant tree;
His echo swiftly fading in the cloudless noon sky.
If the sacred rocks would just give him back to me,
So I might, again, hear him sing ere to sleep I lie.  


Details | Free verse | |

''Undesired Ache''

To see pain in eyes of purity.
If only a way to help you?
I fear your future.
Only to let you know my arms will always cradle.
Love live inside behind this unfair curse.
Breathe easy,my heart against yours.
My loyalty surrendered shall always keep you safe.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Christmas List

I don't want a lot, but I know I want this.
I insist! It's my Christmas wish! Just give me a kiss!
If it's going to be on the cheek, I want five in a row.
We can sit down by the fire, underneath the mistletoe.
It doesn't have to be big, just give me a peck.
I want to see you under the tree with a bow around your neck.
Come here, pretty baby, and spread some Christmas cheer.
It doesn't seem like it's me, but you're all I asked for this year.
Did I just hear some reindeer, flying over my head?
I don't want to miss Santa, so I got to go to bed.
I've been really good this year, I just know he will come.
Let's sleep close to the fire, so our toes won't go numb.
Wake up! Merry Christmas! Santa left us some stuff!
Looks like I got what I wanted, just having you is enough.


Details | Suzette Prime | |

Life in a Dream corrected

Moments to Reflect
Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and malice. As time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteed. This seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missed. Tears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleep. Suddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feet. The sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical tone. As my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delight. There across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before me. I thought that I had died and stepped to the other side. I knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like this. A melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal sea. It had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my name. I turned around to see who it was that called out my name. There He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyes. He spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other side. So I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try.  No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only reply. I did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in gold. There are many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasures that are a wonders to behold. There is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you will find rest and for all eternity you will be My guest.  Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago and I prepared The Way for all my children to come home. This is some that you should know, for it was written for all to read a long time ago. I am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all alone. Last but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it’s just not your time. 
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never be. Now go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows short. Spread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cry. Never have I felt such joy and peace deep within. I went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please come and live inside of me until the end. I now sow the seeds and when the harvest comes the Lord will know if they landed on fertile ground. Keep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


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Barefoot

earth so solid,

grass so green,

the sweetest toes I've ever seen.

smile so radiant,

hand so small,

in this moment I have it all.

dirt so pure,

water cold,

here is the place my heart unfolds.

play with me mama,

dance with me,

sing to me,

let your soul go barefoot...


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His Name is Jeremy

Justice his goal, his words polite

Eager to help friends with their plight

Relies on small things for delight

Expressive in what he does write

Mighty in love, peaceful and quite

Yields to actions that are forthright


Details | I do not know? | |

The Child, 1 2 1

A spirit as fragile as glass
A soul virgin in depth
As innocent to the world as to him or herself.
A stranger to emotions, a vessel covered in flesh and a unknown purpose here, on this earth  
to be discovered , yet.
Circumstances surrounding his or her conception is not known, but the child is a "gift" from 
one... to two...then back to one.
The Child is "joy" whether a daughter or son.
A world commanded by nine and not by ten, created of three, defined as one.
Let the writer's write about the child's world in view and inform the Gatekeeper to prepare to review .  

copyright @2004,2010 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins  


Details | Light Poetry | |

To Jack

To Jack

I guess we both lost something and yet we gained as well
When Kieran left us both alone and into despair we fell
Yet out of this came something I thought could never be
We both found something wonderful both for you and me

To Jack you gained a granddad to me a grandson dear
And out of all this misery came a friendship oh so clear
Not one to replace the one I had before
But something new and lasting of that I am so sure

You called me granddad from the day we laid our Kieran to rest
You will always be both equal not either second best
I’m glad you call me granddad and I will always try
To live up to that name through time though it will fly

To jack I will give everything and always will be there
To help and guide if needed through times both bad and fair
So thank you Jack for being my grandson through and through
And let me tell you that I will always have love for you

Although we don’t meet often and live so far apart
You are always round about me and always in my heart
It always good to see you when visit’s you do make 
Especially when you say granddad when first I do awake


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Creation, Curse and Promise

Since eternity past God the Father Son & Holy Spirit dwelled in unity and sweet fellowship.
Then Three-In-One decided to make a marvelous universe with an earth for life to dwell.
Creating an amazing array of creatures was the easy part – the risk was on the last made.
For unlike other creatures, man & woman were made in God's likeness with a Spirit.

That Spirit communicated with God, and harmony reigned as earth was well cared for.
Freedom to do was great – limited by but one tree that the humans were not to ear from.
At that tree, Satan disguised himself as an innocent snake and asked the woman questions.
Did God really say don't eat from this tree?  Well, that's to keep you from becoming like Him.

Look its fruit is beautiful and one bite and you'll know what God does and be Jehovah's equal.
Eve was confused, for this didn't sound like what Adam said God told her, but wouldn't it be grand.
If God is so good, why would he keep this secret from us of being able to be like Him – is He jealous?
The firm, juicy fruit was indeed delicious, and she quickly called Adam to taste, which soon he did.

A small act? Every war, family problem, anger, hatred, lie, killing, stealing, rape, abuse came herefrom.
The beauty of God's creation was now marred with sin that affected every part with death and decay.
God graciously gave Adam & Eve animal skins for no longer would they live in Eden's perfect climate.
From now on there would be sweat for the food they ate and exceedingly great pain during childbirth.
Even their firstborn would murder their second, starting the cycle of revenge and killing that's ongoing.

Yet God also made a promise that one would come who would crush Satan's head while being bruised.
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God" clues us in to who.
For God's Son Himself would come to teach, heal and offer His life on a Cross to destroy our death curse.
Our sins He would bear and in rising He's seal the promise of eternal life, so great we Jesus' love for us.

For Jesus the cost was unbelievably high, and for us the reward is incredibly great – if we but accept.
Accept that I am a sinner, I've done wrong and need God's forgiveness to live with His perfection.
Accept that Jesus can do what I cannot – change my heart, make my Spirit alive to forever live with God.
This being GOD, the promise of heaven and new earth is sure, though pain lies in between.  Choose now.

For GOD and all creation cry out – this is what life is meant for – to know and love One's Maker.
As humans we live eternally with or apart from God, and His great desire is that we choose with.
But just as an earthly Father cannot force true love, nor does our Heavenly Father – He waits.
Though He made all and knows beginning from end, he waits and yearns that we receive His love.

Then love and be loved by Jesus in life's harshness & delight, sharing that love with other lost children
To work in harmony with the One who made us, makes life new again as our spirit is filled with new life.
There can be dry days when we don't feel His presence, and others so full that we want to shout for joy.
The fact is Our Father GOD, our Savior Jesus, the Holy Spirit, are always with us and never will leave us. Amen.


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My Dad Left Me My Heavenly Father Found Me

My Dad Left Me... My Father Found Me! I remember dad tucking me into bed each night. I somehow knew "everything was going to be allright." I remember the Bible stories he had read. Each night before I went to bed. I remember the smile dad had on his face. It was like "love all over the place." Then one night. he left. I didn't know why. The many nights I'd lay awake and cry. How could this happen? I was so sad... I became very upset, angry and mad. How could God let this happen to our family? I thought dad loved us and was happy. He never returned... Never did explain... I began to curse even the mention of his name. Then one day, I read the Bible and began to see... How much Jesus really does love me! I asked him to be the father of my life today. I'll never forget the words he had to say; "I'll be with you each step that is taken." I love you so much... You're never forsaken!" Jesus... my heavenly father, has given me love so precious. I have a relationship with him... that's so nutritious! My dad left me. My (heavenly) father found me. And now each day... His love surrounds me! By JIm Pemberton


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Indebtedness of Sons

There have been great men of lofty stature,
champions to grateful populations
with virtues others struggle to capture, 
they constantly surpass expectations  
and are heroes to envious nations. 
Yet, all men who inspire to right and good, 
cannot ignore their debt to Motherhood. 


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 | |

To Fly with the Eagles

There was a time when I felt like an ace
I hovered over hills quite green
Swam above waves of soft white lace
Flew with the eagles in pursuit of my dream.
	
And I knew I was loved
And I knew what was true
And I knew who I was
And I knew what I had to do.

Along the way, as I walked life’s maze
I came to face a forest of pine needles
Got caught in the undertow’s embrace
Ran into dark clouds where I lost sight of the eagles.

And I forgot I was loved
And I forgot what was true
And I forgot who I was
And I forgot what I had to do.

I ran into dead ends that ate at my tenacity
Took up work, harvesting a farmer’s crop in the valley
Fought my way and prayed the sea would not swallow me
Took a break to rest my weary wings and keep a low key.

And I remembered I was loved
And I remembered what was true
And I remembered who I was
And I remembered what I had to do.

And in that time, I met friends who shared my load
I found a family who made me feel I belong
Someone grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the sea’s hold
An eagle came by my side and made me feel so strong.

And I knew I was loved 
And I knew what was true
And I knew who I was
And I knew what I had to do.


By CarolineCécile, June 12, 2009.


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Which direction in life Are You Oriented to

…

Quite often, there’s a lot of speculation…
Regarding a person’s “orientation.”

As each day goes by… It appears to me.
Many are confused as to what they want to be.

Which direction one goes…  Is “anybody’s guess…”
No wonder this world’s  an “upside-down” mess!

The Bible says; “straight is the way.”  
And “narrow is the gate.”
One needs to make up his mind. 
 Before it’s too late!

If one is confused.  Let me point
 into this direction.
It’s the word of God that gives
 much needed correction

A “spiritual orientation” is 
what needs to take place!
There’s a God who loves us!  
And offers his grace!

If one is still unhappy with the way
 they’re created…
We’re wonderfully designed by God! 
 This shouldn’t be debated!

Allow God’s word to orientate 
your life today!
And listen to what your creator 
really has to say!

Where there is emptiness…  God’s love does
 much more abound…
Allow the Holy Spirit to turn 
your life around!

Jesus alone can change your 
whole way of living!
His life for yours…  
Is what HE is giving!

By Jim Pemberton    03/01/11


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What I LOVE

my son was born with a disconnected mind
he catches on if you give him time

i love that he carries on a normal life 
i hate that he will never have a wife

he loves animals and building things
i hate to tell him that he can not sing : )

his appetite so big and around the clock
you will find him from time to time with only the one sock

he gets so excited about just the little things
oh what joy he brings

he talks to everyone that passes through
why some people are mean i have no clue

i ask God to please keep him near if i am called home before him
he never liked just being called 'jim'

his sisters and brothers treat him well and give him no slack
...and his love for them does not lack

my dear son mommy loves you so
you are special in my heart i want you to know

and if I could tell the world to stop treating as if you have a disease
this would make mommy so very pleased 




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Little Children

Oh, what a joy little children are ! Juice in the video, sick in the car. Untidy bedroom, scattered toys, girls playing nurses with little boys. Dogs' tails being pulled, a cat's on fire, interrupting the moments of love and desire. Passing the blame for their little crimes, playing with frogs all covered in slime. Screaming their heads off in a plush restaurant, having a tantrum when refused what they want. Arriving home late covered in mud, not going to bed when they know they should. Non-stop talking while dad's watching telly, splashing the walls with ice-cream and jelly. Chocolate stains on their Sunday best, painting funny pictures on granddad's vest. Why do parents' voices echo from afar, Oh, what a joy little children are !


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MORE THAN UNUSABLE DUST

Sometimes it’s hard for us to understand that firmly we can stand with in our creator’s hands.  And if we open our eyes we will be able to see his unfold plans that show us that with his son Jesus, we can be more than unusable dust, but we have to be willing to place within him our complete trust. Oh and our Lord knows the heart he placed in us sometimes makes it easy to give in to giving up when things are just so rough and it seems like the pages of our lives are far to torn, and inside our worn down minds we cannot fully comprehend his gift to us of being re-born, and if we open our eyes we can see that inside his hands he has placed within us the secrets to his unfolded plans with in his word, and through his son Jesus we can be molded and shaped into something greater than being unusable dust,  yes I am more valuable than unusable dust, Oh through this journey of our life’s, if we are willing to open our eyes, we can come out of the darkness into light, and instead of hiding in the crowd shy and weak, wondering for answers and promises to prayers we seek will come true,  we will remember what you did for us on Calvary and we will shout your name, yes we will shout your name in victory, as you hold us in your hands, and share with us all your unfolded plans,  and as you draw us near and place within us a desire to know you and your son , Jesus we will see that we are far more valuable then unusable dust.


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To My Dad On This Father's Day

Lord, during this Father's day, I’m so glad…
For giving to me such a special dad!

He’s been very thoughtful and kind!
Fathers like him are very hard to find!

I remember growing up with my brothers…
He was special to us, like “no other!”

As a young boy, he taught me God’s ways.
And I’ve kept it throughout my days!

I’ve often sought his advice and counsel…
Especially when life 
was looking “awful!”

He was there to give support
 the best he could...
Trying to help the best way
 he understood.

I suppose now that I’m growing old…
I’m remembering more things that my dad told!

“My father is one in a million.”
 Is what I believe.!
Many blessing from him
 I have received!

May the blessings of God daily surround him!
I’m so thankful that my mother found him!

Thank you Lord for giving to me a dad like this!
May his days ahead be happy
 and blessed!

By Jim Pemberton


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My Slumbering Child

Your little breathes of air
They're like descending cherry blossoms
Your rising and falling chest
It's like the lull of waves
Your flickering eyelids
Are like the songs of birds
Your peaceful face
Shines like a starry nights moon
Your tiny hands holding mine
Are like penguin families sticking close
Your smile when you awaken
Is like a glimpse of Heaven
Your love for me
Is the most precious gift I could have
Your dripping tears
Is like all the pain I have ever known
Your faith in me
Is a bond no one can sever
Your sweet, little person
It's hard to believe...
That you are my beautiful, sweet child


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God Gave Us Our Sexuality


God Gave Us Our Sexuality… God gave us our sexuality and told us how to use it. But many have ignored him, and have “abused it.” Through his word, he’s given us his “set of rules.” So many have refused it, and have become “fools.” The fool has purposed in his heart God does not exist. Yet his beautiful handiwork is all around their midst. Many have chosen to turn his truth into a lie. And often, they burn in lust till the day they die. Many have offered their bodies for ungodly things. Not caring the consequences this really brings! Many are involved with perversion of various kinds. Having a warped sense of morality in very confused minds So many aren’t happy with the way they're created. Their own sexual identity is often debated. You were wonderfully designed and beautifully made. Please don’t end up as sin’s “sexual slave!” God made you special… And has a perfect will! Your every need… His love can fulfill! Don’t settle for what may be “your innocence lost” Think about the work Christ did on the cross! God can help you to resist the man “sexual temptations.” And can bring to your life his peace and true satisfaction. You don’t have to live like you did before! God can restore your life and do so much MORE1 By Jim Pemberton


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617 Squadron " The Flight Home "

Brave men brought together
To fly the bombers
To hamper the power
 
Enlistment their will 
To serve the free
All humble men 
As history will see
 
Hearts shaking
On this white knuckle ride
Hero's them all
Side by side
 
Outbound flights
Planes lost
Their families and friends
Count the cost
 
Target reached
Heavy flak
How many of them
Will make it back
 
They turn for home
Chased by the Hun
Machine guns ripping
Flesh so young
 
Wounded they slump
Bullet ridden
Bloodied bodies
Sodden
 
The coast of England up ahead
Welcomes the live
And will remember the dead
 
Distant engines
The airfield hears
Crippled planes
Grow near and near
 
Families gather as they fly over
Did their loved ones
Pass the cliffs of Dover
 
Ambulance, tenders
Race to the scene
Pieces of man
Their life no longer a dream
 
Carried in care 
Blanketed shroud
Dads and sons
Did their country proud
 
The airmen who walked out
Turned and looked to the sky
This mission by men
As they wonder why
 
Pain and suffering 
For the right to be free
As the future has thanked
As we look back and see.
 
 
Dedicated to all who served, to allow us to write and read.
We can fire our words, but they will never make us bleed.


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


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Lost Where They do not Belong <> End Line Poem

Parents and spouses to their photo's they look,  Another
           hero was killed fighting for our freedom.   Lost  
                       so far from his home and family,   Today
       we continue to send our sons and daughters,   But
                                there will come a day when,   They
                                      will live as free as we do.   Will
                         we ever learn from these theatres,    Never
                       again should we out live our children.    Be
  cause' another was lost today, but they will never be,    Forgotten



" I hope i have done this form devised by Dane Ann and HG proud "




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-6.php


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What makes a great mom, dedication to all moms

What makes a great mom, 
Is love from the heart. 
You’re a great mom. 
We try our best,
To raise our children right. 
Teach them wrong and right. 
Guide them in the right direction. 
Even in the good and bad times, 
We still love them with all are hearts. 
They have our hearts, 
Even when they grow up. 
A love from a child is forever, 
It’s a gift from god,
Also the greatest love. 
We raise our sons and daughters right,
It shows and will always show. 


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'Man' - Part II

I had a cat that marked his territory right
into our TV – fried the whole thing
But I will not graffiti my alleyways with
crude phalli,
Spewing armchair warrior slogans across the concrete

My best friend growing up was a real whore,
in the kiss-and-tell sort of way
A real ladies’ man... He was a real bastard,
I’ll tell you that
But I will not line the walls of my den with
taxidermied lovers
Nor will I cage my dove for fear of a hawk.

Does the absence of glimmering swords
Take away from the radiance of her smile?
And what good are these powerful minarets,
Without the sweet, sweet song that echoes across them?

I have not fallen in love with a fish in a
bucket.
I have not fallen in love with a fish in a
bucket that will dart away
Never to be seen, if she ever touches the
sea again...
Which raises the question: why the bucket?

I have no interest in the bucket.
I have no interest in being the fisherman.
I bait no hooks and reel no lines.

I would much rather be a sea horse.
We can all learn a thing or two from the sea
horse.

So enough with this nonsense of honor and
chivalry
Enough of this predefined manliness and
rhetorical dick-waving
Enough of cages and lures and foxes in the
chicken coop

I see a lioness and her fawn under acacia
shadows
While my thirty-something year-old
compatriot playboys
Are on the prowl for pretty young things in
search of a fantasy
Wearing cravates of woven chest hair resting
over shirts not quite buttoned,
With Ralph the Polo Player getting bigger
and bigger

I have no fur coats, and I won’t sport any swag
I have no car horn to honk at your skirts,
No sly comments to mutter as you pass
No scarves to force around your heads
No honor to vest in your purity

I have only my faith in love
And whatever flaws that may bring
So what is it then,
to be a man?


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Thoughts in a Warm Room

She looked deep into his eyes
wondering why she loved him
It was not shape or personality alone
His tongue was sharp at times
and as he touched her magic parts
Wondering -- vanished


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Crimson Stain—Glorious Stand

With crimson stain on her hands
Kneeling was her glorious stand

Holy Mother cried for her son
Wondering what they had done

Bellowing clouds changing color
Approaching the appointed hour

What stone could seal our faith?
His powers unlocked the gate 

Glorious ascension and praise 
His forgiveness shines with rays

With crimson stain on her hands
Kneeling was her glorious stand

© Joseph, 5/16/08
© All Rights Reserved

~~~~~~~
Third Place Winner
Poieta Couplet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
June 6, 2008
~~~~~~~


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It's Not A Cult

It's not a cult:
It's a Savior saving my life.
It's a Savior saving your life.
It's our Savior saving our lives.
It's not too late.
It's never too late!


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I Dreamed of Jesus (Part 2)

...
My pupils met his, and immediately my eyes opened.
He saw my past, my present and the future to come.
Simultaneously, my body fell to its knees in submission
As I began to wail and confess, "Jesus-!  Jesus-!
I am sorry!  I am sorry!  I love You!  I love You!"
I knew He knew who I was and all I had been doing.
My heart begged for His forgiveness, longing for his love.
With his eyes still fixed on me, I trembled in anguish.
He overshadowed me, and the fear of torment
Particulated off of me.  Then, I saw my mother's face.
(I knew she had been praying for me with great concern.)
Then, without a word, I saw Jesus reach out to me.
He touched my back as if to lift me up with great force,
But with one last cry of His name, "JESUS-!"  I woke myself up.

I was kicking and moving my arms when I came to.
I was still on earth, but it was real.  I confessed my sins again and again.
I went to the bathroom to rouse myself, then to the opened window.
I was hot and sweaty and too afraid to sleep.  I sat up in bed, 
Turned on my bedside lamp, and began to write this dream.
Mirjana, turned toward me and asked me why I could not sleep.
I simply told her that I had to write, and she turned over.
I finally finished, turned out the light, wrapped her arms around me,
And closed my eyes.  I could still see His light brown eyes and outline of His face,
As if I had gazed at the sun too long and its image was x-rayed in my mind.
What was He going to do?  Would He have taken me somewhere?
Was he going to show me something?  Would he come again?
I do not know, but this was the second time I saw Him like this.
All I know is that He is perfect, and there is no darkness in Him at all.


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For My Son

   I know that all the things I've done,
have hurt you very badly, son,
I know you're lonely and you're sad,
I know how much you miss your dad.

   'Cause daddy misses his boy too,
and at night, your daddy cries for you,
daddy aches to hold you in his arms,
and keep his little boy safe from harm.

   I know that you can't understand,
why you can't touch your daddy's hand,
or ever see him anymore,
this hasn't happened to us before.

   I wish with all my heart dear son,
that I could take away what's done,
but some things daddy can't change now,
but if I could, I'd show you how.

   If only I'd known this before,
I wouldn't be behind locked doors,
I'd be with you and we'd have fun,
laughing and playing while under the sun.

   How I pray I could be there for you,
until that day comes I'll dream of us two,
then we'll look back on all that has been,
and I'll never leave my son again.


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if I cant have you Lesbian verson

If I cant have you
then I dont wanna see
you with another dude
tell me what I gotta do
cuz girl I wanna be with you
repeat2x:

I been hurt before
But I want to be with you
I want it all
I want all of you
let me show you
what this girl can do...

If I cant have you
then I dont wanna see
you with another dude
tell me what I gotta do
cuz girl I wanna be with you
repeat2x:


girl I get so weak
when you come around me
your lips taste so delicious
everytime you kiss me...

But If I cant have you
then I dont wanna see
you with another dude
tell me what I gotta do
cuz girl I wanna be with you

If I cant have you
then I dont wanna see
you with another dude
tell me what I gotta do
cuz girl I wanna be with you

im the sketch of your own
so stop playin
put me on your throne...
I know im dating a dude
but I want to be with you

But If I cant have you
then I dont wanna see
you with another dude
from coast to coast
chillin with you
the more and more
I want to be with you...

But If I cant have you
then I dont wanna see
you with another dude
tell me what I gotta do
cuz girl I wanna be with you

"If I cant have you"

"if I cant have you"


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Gratitude

Time drags on in this chair, 
 As I wait for the brilliant one.
Each time the door swings out, 
 I look for him to say he's done.

Minutes turn into hours, 
 and all I can do is stare at the clock.
Finally, after what seems like forever, 
 Here comes my son's Doc.

As if in slow motion, I stand.
 Anxiously, I await him to say, 
"The surgery went well, but 
 of course in the hospital, he'll have to stay."

"When can I see him?"
 is what I quietly ask.
"Within the hour," he replies
 "But be warned, it'll be no easy task."

As I walk in the recovery room, 
 He lay so still on his hospital bed.
If I didn't know better, 
 I'd have thought he might be dead.

His recovery takes, oh so long and
 the first time my Angel opened his eyes, 
I realized that prayers are answered,
 And God had heard all my cries.

My gratitude for God and Dr Carson swelled, 
 when my son took an non ventilator aided breath.
We had won the fight for my son's life, 
 and we actually cheated DEATH.

We had to repeat this trying
 scene for a total times of three.
It kept me bitter and stressed. 
 Why couldn't He leave my Angel be?

I see now, what's done is meant to happen.
 And I have learned my lesson in GRATITUDE.
To not be trusting that HE knows best, 
 was not only wrong, it was just plain rude.

I'm understanding now, 
 more than you'll ever know.
And when I see my son alive and breathing, 
 my heart and soul radiates for God, a special glow.




*This is a true story, my son went through 3 heart surgeries before 5 months old and this
is dedicated to God, Dr. Carson, Dr. Dooley, and Dr. Willis Williams*


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Silly Little Girl

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I'm not perfect. I'm only human.
When I have a bad day, I get moody and
Sometimes, I take it out on you.
But I do the best I can do.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I write too much, but I can't stop.
I refuse to pretend to be someone I'm not.
When I'm home alone, my favorite thing to do
Is turn up my radio, sing in my brush, and dance around the room.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I have a million different dreams.
I want to be a million things.
I need ten more lifetimes
To accomplish what I have in mind.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like. 
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I sing too much and dance in the car.
My friends are my world and we usually go too far,
But we're just silly little kids who love to have fun.
We won't let your dark clouds cover our sun.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I wish I could change the problems I see,
But I'm just one person. I'm only me.
I'm still going to work and I will try,
But I need you to help me kiss these problems goodbye.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I'm the biggest dork you will ever meet.
I laugh too much and love to sleep.
I have my own style and I hate my hair.
If you don't like me, that's ok. I really don't care.

I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.


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God's Definition of Marriage


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton  


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Not Just another Love Poem

Love is discovered in so many ways
Different kinds we share today
For love is near, not far away
Have you discovered your love today?

Every time a mother gazes at her new born baby
Love is discovered in another way
A mother’s love does not change
It only grows as her child changes

A Father’s pride is how he shows his love
Love is discovered in another way
A father’s love is always shone through pride
In the works his children have done

When a child gets a pet
Love is discovered in another way
A child’s love is unchanged
Tears fall when the pet finally goes away

As we grow and as we change
Love is discovered in new ways
Be you a husband, father, mother, or wife
Love is sure to follow you all of you life


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My Son's Hand

The first time I touched his hand,
that feeling was hard to understand.
This little baby looking up at me,
through my tear full eyes all I could see.
Was this beautiful baby, my little boy,
my love, my spirit, my joy.
As his little hand held my finger tight,
he began to sleep all through the night.


JSergi
Contest :With These Hands
Visual #2
Date written 12/11/13


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With Love

I wish that I could tell you how to live your life
To be a great innovator, good husband, a good wife 
 How to realize your dreams, not watch them die
To pick a star and moonbeam straight from the sky

I wish that I could answer all the questions that you’ll pose
Always be there by your side… to banish all you’re foes
To smooth your brow, wipe your tears, tuck you in at night
When the world seems so unkind, to somehow make things right

All that I can tell you is how much to me, you’re worth
How I planned and prayed for the moment of your birth
How much love and tender care to you, I’ll freely give
And always be there for you, for as long as I, shall live.



Details | Senryu | |

That September Day in 2001

Two thousand seven Hundred and fifty victims Murdered, Rest in Peace My entry into Nathan's 9-11 contest http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/america.php


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Nathan

On your day of birth
My heart was given to you
Five years old Monday


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Fireman

It's 1 AM
And we're making sweet love.
There is a house burning in the distant, cold morning.
You're called.
You rush to the firehouse,
Leaving me cold and empty.
How I wish you'd stay with me.

You throw on gear like so many times before.
Your son cries in his crib,
        He knows you're gone.
I cradle him in my arms,
Like you did me only minutes ago.
I put my breast to his mouth, hoping he's hungry,
Hungry as you were only minutes ago.
But it's no use.
    He knows you're gone.

You arrive at the house, which turns the black sky
Red with the burning of its materials and souls.
You search for the souls you can protect and save.
I hope you're protected, but I now know what your son has known all along.

You find a small girl in her closet, barely conscious.
You give her your oxygen and take her out of the fiery hell.
She thinks you are god, come to save her.
You tell her you're not.
You talk, trying to keep her conscious. She asks if you have a child.
"Yes, I have a son."
"Do you love him?"
"Yes, with all my heart."
"Did you say goodbye to him?"
"No, but I'll say hello when I get home."

The Little Girl sees her mother's burnt body carried out.
"Is that my mommy?" she asks.
"Yes. She told me she loves you more than anything."
"Hey God, where will she go?"
You pause and say, "Honey, she isn't going anywhere. She'll be right here with you,
protecting you as you grow up."
"Good. I love my mommy. And I love you too, god."
She closes her eyes
And falls on the stretcher she was sitting on.
You feel pain-the little, lifeless body will always be in your mind.

I begin to cry with our son.
I sway back and forth, gently rocking.
       He knows you're gone. So do I.
You find another body with a soul still alive.
A young boy.
You hand him past the door between the two worlds.
You've just let him go.

The house collapses upon you.
You're gone.
My strong fireman is gone.

I cry with our son, we both know you're gone.
I wait for that call.
I hold our son, close to my body.
I get that call at 4AM.
The sun is not up yet.
What they say to me, means nothing. I knew you were gone.
I cried, but not violently.
Tears just curved down my face.
I ask for your gear, after they remove it.

It smells of dust, fire, death, but
I can still smell you.
I shake it and my eyes fall upon your pocket.
It was full.
You never leave things in there.
I found a note, entitled to James and me.

"I love you both more than anything. I need to say it more often. I love you."

Dated today
1:45 AM


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The :Look On My Child's Face In An Ordinary Place


Just yesterday I noticed a look of
 love on my child’s face.
This happened in a most  “ordinary place.”

It was in our home...a place
 by God’s own design.
I felt God speaking to my heart
 this particular time.

I didn’t take any time to
 stop and realize,
The look of love and innocence
 in my child’s eyes.

“Am I being the kind of Dad
 God wants me to be?”
“Am I being an example of Christ
 for my child to see?”

Have I been demonstrating my
 God-given ability,
teaching my kids God’s love,
 and responsibility?

May a Christ-like life in my kids
 be clearly seen and understood,
As one day they will 
grow into adulthood.

I hope that one day my
 Children will say:
“I want to be like my Dad-
every single day!”

By Jim Pemberton




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Soul on fire

Freedoms inferno ablaze in your eyes
reflections of a soul on fire
the composition of my existence 
My seventh and final child

My work of art - in abstract theme
for now abridged of what's to come
courage that resides in your heart of a lion
In my pride to know you as son

As your journey begins your sailing ship
I pray your winds not becalmed
nor falter course - a compass fit
for mighty winds as the depth of our bond

When comes the day
My heart has beat it's last
forget no lesson nor moral I gave
they will hold your course till you breathe your last

In purest love without condition
the uncounted cost of every day
no greater gift than to be your mother
for such wealth no money could pay

My beautiful, beautiful boy
I love you more than life
time has no tolerance for a world in strife
use life for the living - not just to survive

What talent of artistry you own
for with your laughter alone
you paint my smile
RADIANT - for you are my child

(For my son who asked me to write him a poem
Just in case I died. He wanted to know what I thought 
Would be most important to say to him should I speak no more)


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Being Free

I Wasn’t enough to just be myself I had to be what you wanted of me Plastic—Mainstream—Liar Without any creativity And a façade for a personality So I Guess I Just Live a Lie Just to Satisfy And surely survive Your torment spitting opinion but then, A Semblance of the independence I held inside No matter how small it let out a cry I will redeem my pride And be perfect, free, me


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Daddy Now Please Pray With Me

Daddy now, please pray with me,
for today I'm sailing stormy seas.
I know you say you're but a man,
who tries to live the Master's plan.

I'm weathering gray storms, except a few,
 and the turmoil would drown me, if not for you.
The wind is so strong, the waves are so high,
Tattered sails against the sky!

And I recall you telling me, 
of Jesus Christ,  Who calmed the seas.
And yes, small faith can the mountains move,
and how He died His love to prove.

So Daddy now, please pray with me,
to God's sweet Son, Who dwells in me.
For I am daughter of a man,
and weak at times and cannot stand
against these tides of shifting sands.

You say, "He's still upon His throne",
and with our prayers, I'm not alone!
And God is good and loves me still,
He will offer strength to swim these swells.

Oh Daddy now, please pray with me,
Some choices I made were not of Thee.
At times I've wandered and gone astray,
I feel somehow I've lost my way.

Tell me again my right hand he still holds, 
and how in heaven the streets are gold, and
once we're there no one is old because now 
Jesus holds my soul!

Daddy now please pray with me like when I 
was a child of three beside my bed on bended knees. 

And perhaps somehow these words I write, may move 
another to change their lives, for Jesus loves me this
I know and his blood has washed me white as snow. 

And when you've said "In Jesus Name" I feel brand 
new and not the same, so daddy now please pray with me
though I am grown and no longer three. 

He'll lift me up on wings of love and forgive me
of all the wrong's I'v done! Then I can drop my anchor
deep and mend white sails on peaceful seas!


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The Look On My Child's Face

The Look On My Child’s Face… Just yesterday I noticed a look of love on my child’s face. This happened in a most “ordinary place.” It was in our home...a place by God’s own design. I felt God speaking to my heart this particular time. I didn’t take any time to stop and realize, The look of love and innocence in my child’s eyes. “Am I being the kind of Dad God wants me to be?” “Am I being an example of Christ for my child to see?” Have I been demonstrating my God-given ability, teaching my kids God’s love, and responsibility? May a Christ-like life in my kids be clearly seen and understood, As one day they will grow into adulthood. I hope that one day my Children will say: “I want to be like my Dad- every single day!” By Jim Pemberton


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loved one

a smile upon my face
warmth inside my heart
this is what I felt
when we began to start
in a different place
and at another time
a love for ever broken
now no longer mine
you begin to fade away
left presence I can’t see
but I can feel you here
still watching over me
your a whisper I can’t here
and a touch that I can’t feel
I’m talking to you now
I love you and always will


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THE FLOWERS THAT MAKE A MOTHER SMILE

I wouldn't have loved anyone more than her,
and it is no secret that flowers make a mother smile,
when she takes them from two hands that care;
I honored you, mother with my thoughtfulness and pride...


Neither in early adolescence or late childhood: 
did I see a single trace of profound sadness;
and you gave me all those caresses and kisses 
when I was asleep in my warm and tidy bed...   


Beautiful and adorable mother, I was your only boy,
and in all honesty, you must have loved me a bit more
than the four girls you who were as obedient as I;
and in all fairness, they equally shared that incredible love...


Only your portrait can make that memory relive in your child,
I stare at it and suddenly light comes flashing at me: 
the happiest and most radiant smile God ever created so lovingly,
to make those tender eyes forever live in this smile of mine...


Sweet and gentle mother, be that comforting angel who will embrace me 
when uncertainty and sorrow will make me desperately mourn;
don't dry all these tears, but take them to the merciful Lord:
as my gift of infinite gratitude and immense love that I demonstrate so deeply...


Before I brought you crimson roses, the flowers that made a mother smile
on a blessed day, such as this, which no devoted son or daughter could forget;
now, I don't bring roses, but purple and yellow chrysanthemums to your burial site,
to embellish this unadorned tombstone on which I will weep and lament...   
 

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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NOTHING Yes I Said Nothing Can Separate Us From God's Love


Though in this world, we so often trod…
NOTHING can separate us 
from the love of God!

Neither tribulation, 
distress or persecution…
Nor the government or it’s institutions.

Neither nakedness, peril
 or even the sword...
 God’s love is a treasure that can’t be stored!

As it is written; “We are like sheep
 led to the slaughter…”
But God loves every son and daughter.

In everything, we’re more than conquerors
 through Christ who loves us…
His death on the cross means
 that he wants us!

Neither death, the angels or
 the principalities to be…
Things present or to come…
Can separate HIS love for me!

Nor height, depth or any kind of creature…
Can separate us from God’s love…  
This is his feature!

His love is clearly evident 
and reigns supreme.
Over all of the earth and every human being!

Why not accept his love… 
That is inseparable?
By accepting HIS salvation.  
He’s made this possible!

Now is the day of salvation. 
 His gift is for us to receive.
All you have to do is reach out to him… 
And simply believe!

By Jim Pemberton  
06/02/10    
Read Romans 8:35-39






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YOU ARE MORE PRECIOUS

You Are More Precious! You are more precious than silver or gold, More precious to me than could ever be told. My love for you is deep and endless, nothing can compare with it... I’s so wondrous! The life you have, the twinkle in your eye... My love for you is higher than the sky! You’re so precious to ME... a great treasure, I love you so much... beyond measure! Whatever path of life you may take, My love will be there for you— like an open gate… By Jim Pemberton


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HONOR MOTHERHOOD

Honor Motherhood
anyway you could;
her daily sacrifice mustn't be forgotten:
bring her your fervent heart's affection.


Honor Motherhood,
with a sweet word;
read the inspiring stories that come from another shore:
they will make appreciate her dedication even more.


Honor Motherhood
with a warm hug;
it's time to show her the depth of your appreciation:
for precious things given to a young daughter and son.



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Sacrifice

You have lifted me up from the worlds degradation
filled my soul with your Sons elation
In your Son my spirit found it's life
nothing here can compare to treasures of wife

In love he has healed mind and heart
his compassion has filled our every part
Oh God bowed low fallen do I kneel
that the lowly and unworthy do you seal

As lambs who walk among the wolves
follow the shepherd and seek his truths
and beside still waters does he lead
only those to whom his words do take heed

Into the tabernacle do we flee
for in your Son is our sanctuary 
examples of Truth we give our lives
to partake the Truth must brake from lies

Like the earth with flood waters were inundated
that the influence of demons be dissipated
the Truth of God falls in the latter rain
knowledge that the earth will be cleansed again

Downward you have sent the hearts of men
so that they may see the beast within
in fallen state to see oneself
compared to the character of Gods wealth

In your garden there was perfection
the firstfruits taste of it's selection
hand chosen by you to be as your Son
anointed and with your sealing done

Your Word oh God has become their bread
and their wine of joy where Jesus led
they loved not their lives unto death
for you Oh Lord giver of life and breath

Many are called but few are chosen
as their faith is scorched choked or frozen
only the seed that lands in good soil
will know your Spirit Life's burning oil

Through the temple curtain have they passed
to the alter with sacrifices that ever last
life and body are pledged to you
and your words and works they do

If you do not listen you cannot hear
or tell when the voice of God is near
through the written Word and Sons voice
through them has God given mankind choice

Who has the gifts of heaven known
those to whom Jesus has shown
though made lower than the angels be
are raised much higher in eternity

Oh Shepherd of God direct our course
for life upon your path lays no remorse
those you know their way have sealed
they have laid down their lives for Truth revealed

sources Matt. 10:37-39 16:25-26 John 10:11-16
I Peter 2:25 Ro.12:1-2 Apocalypse 12.11

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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HOWLWEEN AND MEOWWEEN

Halloween is not just for kids...
what about those gorgeous pets
that we snuggle, love, kiss and willfully spoil?
Shouldn't they have their own
special Howlween and Meowween
with treats never tasted in a bright party hall?



I love pets as you all do, and with loving and tender care    
I spoil them with warm clothes and matching shoes;
a wool hat and tiny gloves to keep them from frost!
Look at them, aren't they adorable and look sharper 
than the less-loved pets that are bored with their blues?  
Can you compare a well-groomed one to a scruffy one? 



On this coming Halloween, dress up your pets for success,
disregard the dumb looks of certain unintelligent folks,
they never see humor in anyone or anything, and they can't laugh
at these cuties that have a ton of affection on their mellow faces;
what would they do to be patted or be cuddled in their embrace?
They would give them their howleen and neowween for a soft caress!



And on every street people walk their dogs and cats dressed like mine,
what a surprise to watch this parade of adorable pets that look up and smile!
They will never know who was the genius behind all this, but gently and happily they stroll!
So who's to say that Halloween isn't for them? They're like our children who delight our soul!
And on each Halloween night, let them out, and let them do their Howlween and Meowween,
to enjoy the Halloween celebration, but tomorrow they'll not remember where they had been!


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Yesterday Born

My man child born yesterday
New and peeling purple
With black and brown
Splotches of color.

Your father love you.
Your mother love you.
But still you have yourself.
You must love yourself.

My man child born yesterday
Still soft and wrinkled
With bright black eyes
That have pools inside.

You are my charge.
Yet my superior.
We gave you life
But are Beholden.


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I Made It This Way

As time passes
So do all the new things you learn
	Unable to watch you grow
Hurts more than  I can handle
Pain so deep
Hidden within
	Fighting its way to the surface
Wanting to explode
My heart  never  as whole
	As it did the day I held you in my arms
Looking back at me
Your innocent eyes
So precious ~ So pure
	Perfect little baby
My perfect baby boy
How can you forgive me
Letting you go
	My son
Never know how much mommy loves you
	Replays in my mind over and over again
Why you’re gone
Reality of it all
Mommy let you go
  Gave up on what I was born to do…
	Have
Love and protect you 
All the wonderful things mommy was supposed to do
HATE ME
Kills me inside
	Leaves me numb
Realize ~ I didn’t choose you
When all you needed was me
		FAILED
I failed at what God blessed me with
  Baby boy
		Sorry
I miss you everyday
Want to lie down
	Just die
Cold
     Dark
           Alone inside
I made it this way
My baby
	Not you….


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The Kings Three Sons Part 3

He said, "You spend all day in bed with your women, and not one you have married. I think they could use a break. Your brother wishes to starve the people. If you were to be King what would you do?" "The army is week with loneliness." The second son said, as he pulled his wenches close. "I will let them take all the women they want." "So you will rape the women?" the King asked. "Are women not a vessel to be used in that way?" the second son spoke with mocking in his voice. The King sighed, for this was another son he mislead. "My son," the King spoke again, "I love you as much as a king could love a son but I love my people more. You shall not be King." Anger filled the second son And rising his fist up high, he spat, "When you die I will have reign and the guards will take every woman, even if it is before her time." So with his toys in tow he stormed out the room” The wizard stopped and looked me in the eyes, “have you heard this one before my child?” “No,” I answered back, eager to hear what the King will do. “Very well,” He said as he went on. The King called onto his third son; hopping he will bring what the other two could not. The King’s third son was short and small; with children as servants so he could feel very tall. "My king," the third son said, ‘what is so important that you must drag me from my chambers were I sleep?" ‘My son,’ The King went on, ‘your brothers wish to starve and rape my people. If you were king what would you do?" The third son raised a hand to his chin; thinking hard. "The army is all to tall," he began, "I shall take the children from their homes and have them trained as solders do." "You wish to brainwash children to do the evils not even men should so?" With a coy smile the third son said, "Precisely, my King, if it pleases you." "My son,"


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Always

Your name I speak every
day....
I don’t care what they think or
say....
You are my precious son
always....
You’re not trash that I should throw               
away....
You are significant in every
way....
Though you sleep; your life I 
display...
Until the promised day you are
raised....
your name I will speak every
day....
You are my precious son
always....

Dedicated to and Written for… my precious son…Always.
Nathaniel Blaine Gibson 
May 7, 2014


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Momma's Joy

When I awake in the morning

My kids are all I see

My rich mans family

that's enough for me

 
You bring me smile

you bring me joy

you my princess

and my handsome boy

 
My reasons for being

Thing one and thing two

I am so happy

that I have you

 

My babies My babies

I love you both

hearing mommy all day

is what I cherish most


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Three Hebrew Men Were Thrown Into the Fire


There were three Hebrew men with one desire.
They served the true God!  And were cast into the fire!

King Nebuchadnezzar ordered them to bow to a false idol.
But they made up their minds
 to serve the God of the Bible!

He ordered them thrown into the furnace so hot!
But there was a lesson here, that was to be taught!

As he looked in…  He couldn’t believe 
what he saw!
He had seen the living son of God, after all!

At this sight, his words broke and his body trembled!
The Hebrews were unharmed!
No matter how hot the fire was kindled!

He called them out, yelling for them one by one.
He knew they had a visit from God’s holy son!

He looked!  And their bodies weren’t even burned!
They trusted their God! And had no reason for concern!

This same God who rescued the three Hebrew men…
Is the same God who can rescue you from sin!

Though the “fires of life, may be “hot and burning.”
It’s in the direction of God… 
That you need to be turning!

The living son of God would like to visit you today!
Won’t you listen to the words of life, he has to say?

He is the true God!  The king of kings is he!
And invites you to be with him!  For all eternity!

By Jim Pemberton


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The Greatest Song

Name of song artist: George Harrison   -   Song Title: "Isn't It A Pity."

Poem below:

The greatest song of all time
shows how all people are blind
we either can't see the forest thru the trees
or we simply don't care about anyone's needs

The greatest day we will find
is when we unfold the love in our mind
when we cure violence of all kind
we can peacefully learn to unwind

What greater deed can there be
when all people can finally see
the words sung in such a great song
It's a pity, you don't sing along


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My Everything Important

My eyes are weathered by the dry wind
So I cannot be sure if I saw you grow an inch
In front of me today
You have become my “everything important”
The greatest one I would sacrifice everything for
I fear my life depends on your happiness
Your success is my doing for now while you are young
I am your protector
I am mirrored in those determined eyes
We shall show the world
That greatness comes from altruistic means
To ease the suffering of others
To plant beauty and inspire is not an ideal
It is a way to live


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Our little boys

Look at our three little boys all grown up. You'd be so proud of the men they are today. They think of you often and what'd you say to them today. I wish you could have been here to see them grow into the men they are today. Their no longer the little boys who use to need us to need us to make their bumps and bruices go away. Their now the strong men that have their own family's. You gave me three angels from above but, you were taken from us to soon. I know your always watching after them from above. Even tho their all grown up they'll always be our three little boys.


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Ae You Coming OUT Of The Closet

Are You “Coming Out Of” Or “Going Into” The Closet? Across this country, there’s more people “coming out of the closet.” Any sense of a Godly direction. They’ve seemed to have “lost it.” Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed… Often bringing dishonor to God's holy name. Perhaps “going back into the closet,” is where you need to be. And think for a minute….Where you’ll spend your eternity. God is still God. He is righteous but also holy and just. He asks all to give him our heart. Our obedience. And trust! Perhaps in the closet . A time of seeking God should be spent. A time to have fellowship... A time to repent. During this time, you can spend with God. And HIM alone. Asking him to bring peace, hope and love into your home. This closet can give you a “quiet time.” A time “to be still.” A time to seek God. And to do his will. May you allow your heart, toward HIM to be yielded and broken. And time to meditate on some of the words that he’s spoken. If it’s the closet that you truly want to come out. You can tell everyone: ”Jesus IS what life is about!” Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within… As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin! Spending time with God… You’ll be glad you did. His abundance and overcoming life… He’ll freely give! God wants to be with you. By a “divine appointment.” Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment! By Jim Pemberton 09/05/11


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God's Love

When I think of all, that God has done From the mountains to the seas I stand in aw of the God we serve And bow down at His feet For He looked down from Heaven above To touch this heart of mine He could have turned and walked away But He allowed His Love to shine He gave His Son to shed His blood To pay the debt I owed What greater gift could our God give? Than His Son that He loved so What greater Love did Jesus give? To walk that lonely road To suffer and die on that cruel tree And carry all our load I cry out to you My Lord and King In praise and Love today Thank you for your Love and Grace In gratitude I bow and pray I owe you my Life my heart my soul For all you’ve done for me Show me Lord what I can do While on this earth for thee Show them Lord your Precious Love So all around will know That you’re the Master Lord and King And with you all Mercy flows Shine down on us as the rainbow Lord In wondrous color flow Let all your children and nature sing To the world who does not know...


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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


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This Christmas

Wow another year has come and gone 
What a year it has been
So many things we wouldn’t change,
yet so many we would
As the new year approaches we all will set goals for ourselves 
and our family’s too
As we do this let us remember the true meaning of Christmas
Let us not forget that if it wert for Our Lord Jesus Christ we wouldn’t be blest with the many 
things we have today
So with this let us celebrate the ultimate birth, the birth of Gods sun
Let us all decorate with bright vibrant coolers, sing his praises and give of ourselves in his 
honor   
Let us all stop, be still and think of those not with there family’s this year
Let us open or hearts to those less fortunate than us
Let us all say a prayer for our neighbors, family, and friends for there safety in the coming 
year
As we go forth in the following year let us all carry Gods love and pass it around to each and 
every one we meet


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My Darling Angel

For my darling Angel
May you grow to be strong
And pure of heart
May you dream incredible dreams
Believe in anything you wish
And wish for what you believe
May you experience magic
And reach for the stars
Be kind and cherish your possessions
Take your time to do things right
Never forget who will always 
Love you for you
You will always be mine
My pride, my joy
The apple of my soul
My heart, my world
My darling Angel


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takin my love 4 granted

Im feeling really sad
cus youre not actin right
you taking my love for granted
and that just aint right
I dont know 
if I should stay or leave
im so confuse
you hardly say you love me
so tell me wats goin on
whos that on the phone
I know you cheating every
other week
and have the nerve to say
you love me
(lately)
I been feeling so alone
I feel a prescence in my home
every room is a story
of you screwing on me
I love you with all my heart
but I gotta let you go
you have the nerve to be insecure
when youre the one being a ho...
tell me wats goin on
between you and the phone
I smell a foreign scent
in between the sheets
you been with another
beside being with me
"then move the hell on"...


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My Son

These words I write with tear filled eyes, 
As a new dawn comes to light. 
Another day without you Son, 
Nor' a star filled winters night. 

Your Mother sends her love dear boy, 
As our hearts are torn in two. 
A Major came to see us Son, 
He brought us news of you. 

He told us of your courage, 
Of the fight that lay ahead. 
The soldier that we knew you were, 
Then he told us, " you were dead". 

You left for a tour of duty, 
With the army in your heart. 
We are proud to have had you in our lives, 
We won't always be apart. 

You fought for Queen and country, 
Now your duty sure is done. 
A man, a friend, a soldier, 
And my ever loving Son.....


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A long line of scallywags

I love my son he's always chipper
he's my scallywag and I'm the skipper
and the apple does'nt fall far from the tree
he's menatly challenged just like me!

and even though his dad's a zero
"hey dad your my hero!"
having fun is all he's wishing
"hey dad ya wanna go fishin?"

lost the house a home we have not
"hey dad looky what I caught!"
no business financal ruin we sank
"aww dad you can have my piggy bank"

rich kids need toys to have fun
"love you dad!" "love you son!"
think no toys would make him sad?
such a good boy "your the best dad!"

now I know I won't always live forever
"hey dad we always be together?"
"no worries son just stay chipper
you'll have your own scallywag and you'll be the skipper!"

by Captain Mike Harris and his son


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Friendships Are Easy To End Hard To Rebuild


Friendship’s Are Easy to End… Hard To Rebuild! When it comes to friendships, many are quick to “end it.” I seldom see very few that try to “rebuild it.” A harsh word said. An angry thought spoken. Can often cause many friendships to be broken! Scripture says; “be quick to listen.” “Slow to speak.” May we speak God’s grace each day of the week. A broken friendship can cause feelings of anger. And soon, our “ex-friend.” becomes a “stranger.” God will not give you a trophy for those you’ve “un-friended.” May you ask for his love to have your hearts “amended.” Broken friendship can have many repercussions. Often leading to gossip and back-biting discussions. May we seek God’s forgiveness to come back together. May his love be the glue that binds you forever! Life is too short to end a friendship. The person you left, could be going through a hardship! May the peace and love of Christ bind us as one! And bring a healing to every parent, daughter and son! By Jim Pemberton


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Apophis

You say you know no saviour,
You say you know no God. 
But find your scripts and rosary,
You'll need them when I'm done. 

Seven armies couldn't stop me.
Seven horsemen couldn't budge
All that I have inside me,
And that I've become. 

Never underestimate your enemies
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.
Never underestimate your enemies
Or what I'll do for victory.
Shield your eyes so you don't see
That I'm not done yet. 

Happiness; I've done all I can.
Loneliness, let go of my hand.
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet. 

Drink your holy water and cleanse inside,
I'm waiting until midnight.
I won't stop until I hold your heart.
I won't stop until own your soul. 

This evil plays such a pretty song,
You know the words now sing along.
Oh the notes they sound so sweet
In this dark, dark, dark symphony. 

Happiness; I've done all I can.
Loneliness, let go of my hand.
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.

Never underestimate your enemies
I've got my scars for all to see
And I'm not done yet.
Never underestimate your enemies
Or what I'll do for victory.
Shield your eyes so you don't see
That I'm not done yet


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None But The Son of God

None But The Son of God “1See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.” 1 John 3:1 NIV None But the Son of God Could accomplish our redemption; Know the depth of His Father’s love; Could manifest it to all creation. The infinite sacrifice Made by Christ on behalf of the fallen, Expressed the greatest love and mercy To a world not forgotten. None But the Son of God Could live amongst men. A perfect life of service To the children of men given. So we may be lifted up From ruin and degradation; Reflect the love of God In each and every nation. None But the Son of God Could reach each perishing race, With His Father’s love; Provide comfort from disgrace. Subjects formerly of Satan— Now subjects of the King. Christ elevated humanity— Hope of eternity to bring! None But the Son of God Could display God’s matchless love. A character so divine; Such great mercy from above. He died that we might live; Surrendered to Satan’s deathly blow. So hope of eternity may be gifted us In this sin-filled world below. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


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where ive always been

The air in this tomb sticks to my lungs offers no relief
The moments of comfort are short and brief
the darkness engulfs all of my senses
like the wrapping of guilt in so many confessions

maybe i deserve this twisted fate this ironic end
what i wouldn't give know just for a friend
my body grows weaker as the ordeal carries on
i pray this time tomorrow i will already be gone

laying in this bed i feel its my coffin my casket
don't know where I'm going but ill get there in a hand basket
even though i know its almost over regret seems to be my only companion
inside there is enough sorrow to feel the grand canyon

this late in the end i cant find the strength to speak
so much left unsaid am i wicked or just weak
i think people are here with me voices and a familiar face
the people i love cant follow me know they must stay in this place

if theres more after this life has passed me by
ill wait for you all on the other side 
i hope I've left fond memories with you all
you kept me standing after every single fall


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Being A Vessel of God

Being A Vessel of God...

 I met someone in a very difficult situation.
I kept walking and gave
 "no explanation."

I was then asked a very
 direct question:
"I thought you said that 
you're a Christian!"

I began to feel a conviction within my soul.
"Which direction should I take"  
I didn't know.

Either keep walking, or stop 
to help this person in need.
"I suppose just this once... 
I'll do a generous deed."

I reached out and loved 
him in Jesus' name.
And told him that it was for his life 
that our savior came.

My heart was broken as I heard 
all he had gone through.
I was speechless.  I really didn't
 know what to do.

I decided to buy him a cup of coffee 
and a sandwich as well.
And shared that Jesus loves
 him more than words can tell.

He thanked me and said, 
"I'm so glad that you care."
I then was able to lead him 
into a  salvation prayer.

We talked more about God before 
we each went our own way.
But I'll never forget what happened 
that particular day.

It helped me begin to 
realize and truly see...
How God wants so much to use 
someone like me...

By JIm Pemberton  


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Though you're gone you're in my heart

I can't know you. I can't hold you, but I love you it's true. Your my son and I love you
that will always be true. I think of you day and night, sometimes I dream of you, and
we're at the zoo, or playing in the sand and I look up at you. Sometimes I think I see the
two year old I knew and them I look around and your nine years old. But if you never see
me and you never know me, just remember Jesus loves you and he can save your sole. That's
the most important thing that you need to know, so happy birthday son right now I got to
go. I hope you have a good birthday, I hope you always know that I love you son and that
will never change.


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There's A God Who Loves YOU

There’s A God Who Loves You! In spite of what the courts and what people tell you… There is a God, who’ll always love you! No matter how courts try their best to remove him… His son reaches out to you! And wants you to trust him! No matter what the sacrifice, or what the cost… His son died for you! On an old rugged cross! No matter what you’ve heard, or who you listened… There’s an everlasting life that you’re missin’! No matter how many times you’ve caused sin and shame… You can find 100 percent forgiveness in Jesus’ name! No matter how many times that people have failed you… There is a God in heaven, who will always love you! Won’t you take the time, with no more postponement? And seek forgiveness in his blood’s atonement? The time is now, the opportunity is certainly here! Wherever you may go… God is always near! By Jim Pemberton


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Like Father Like Son { Essay }

I know now I'm no longer who comes first
When I stare into my newborn baby's eyes
Dear God show him your love through me
this little bit of heaven I hold in my arms tonight
it all became so clear we're an ultimate team
that cannot be broken for this I vow 
giving you my  love for all eternity 
as I stare and rock you gently off to sleep

tiny fingers curled up to make a fist
 lips curled looking like your mad at the world
cowboys and Indians blanket wrapped around you tight 
thumb sucking and singing sweet lullaby's
I watch you gently close those brightful eyes
wondering was it  me but only in a smaller size
have no worries my newborn son 
your new daddy will keep you safeguarded from any storm

How will I explain the birds and bees
or monsters hiding under your bed that you see
will you take my hand when your afraid of the dark
or be a brave little soldier who's marched off to war
never fear for your daddy will always be here
will ask God to watch over you each passing day
for there's alot of things I still must teach to you
like your abc's and your 123's 


taking you to your first ball game
eating  your first footlong hot dog
cheering for the hometown team
and just recanting the past  when
you were tightly wrapped in your daddy's arms
looking at the world like  you were so darn mad
but fell fast asleep to a lulabys sway
of daddy  rocking his newborn son on that first father's day








Though I  Only Have My Jenny
Would Not Trade Her For The World
But Would Of Loved To Had A Son Also 






Tribute To All The
Wonderful Father's 

Happy Father's Day
RIP Daddy  {1925-1981}




















 




 











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FOR A FATHERLESS SON

All the way to the hospital
I felt  your eagerness for life,
Your Impatience 
between contractions
For the show to go on,
Months in the preparation
This was your debut,
A final push 
The curtains opened, 
And there in the spot light
A star was born,
Encore, 
I wouldn’t have missed it for the world!
I boasted to a fervent audience
Took praise  for the choreography
(Though the moves were yours alone.)
You did not notice
 in the theater
The one empty seat 
That I could not fill,
The void that would grow
As your needs grew,
Ignorant of the absence 
you saw Past that darkness
to my beaming face.
learning your new steps
my praise was enough
but I would repeat it
 to fill the space, 
Now my leading man
the space is harder to hide,
that utter lack of attention, 
That first Christmas play 
And that damned empty seat 
not reserved
but rejected !
you played the part of yourself
my wise man
You did  not seem to mind.
And every mile stone you pass 
You look to me,
Your first words
Your first grazed knee
Your second performance
In the theater,
(just a small routine)
but there besides me
that damned lack 
looming 
like dark shadow over a full moon,
he should have been there then
to see your comeback,
your perfect production
As I held you with the strength 
of two.
Inquisitive now
You  question me
About the missing piece
in your jigsaw
puzzled  by the great blank
the incompleteness of the picture, 
If I could put it together 
for you,
if I had the answers,
If I could tell you why,
I am all I can offer 
And I am sorry for that,
I am sorry for these two hands
That should be four
I am sorry  I can not tell you  more,
I am sorry for the empty seat
That grows more obvious
That I can't remove or replace,
But I promise you this
There will be 
Only one vacant space,
I will love you,  utterly,
Unconditionally,
Wholeheartedly, 
I will love you
And at every performance
All the roles
You chose to play in life
I will be there
Proud, applauding twice.


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My Son

My son is in my heart whether he knows it or not
He is in my thoughts and prayers glowing a lot
Hearts are fraught and winds are wicked blow
But he is taught of love and sends hate below
My son, my heart.

My son will always know love is paramount
To happiness, all evils it will surmount
He is free from sin and I still hear him shout
Thanks Dad, that's my boy I do tout
My son, my heart.

God willing I will see my son again soon
High tide, mid-afternoon, so it was to be
Gleeful reunions that never remain tear-free
Hearts swell and emotions become art
My son, my heart.


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Sweepstakes

He was a silent man.

He stayed upstairs, typing unceasingly
and during dinner, mumbled accusingly
nothing ever finished

That evening he noticed, 
saw his child sitting in the distance
alone, he crossed the field

He teased; they played, 
among the blades of several hills, 
a thousand times they rolled, 
vibrating

He laughed; they roared
 Disney visions, collaborating 
goose-bumps; torching recollections.

He taught; they practiced
hundreds, of air pockets among them 
they flew like ravens


They went home, and thereafter

He was a silent man; 
his child unspoken.


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Come Back Into The Closet


Across this country, there’s more people 
“coming out of the closet.”
Any sense of a Godly direction.  
They’ve seemed to have “lost it.”

Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed…
Often bringing dishonor to God’s holy name.

Perhaps “going back into the closet,” 
is where you need to be.
And think for a minute….Where you’ll spend eternity.

God is still God.  He is righteous but also holy and just.
He asks all to give him our heart.  
Our obedience.  And trust!

Perhaps in the closet .    A time of seeking God should be spent.
A time to have fellowship...   A time to repent.

During this time you can spend with God….  
And HIM alone.
Asking him to bring  peace, 
hope and love into your home.

This closet can give you a “quiet time.”  A time “to be still.”
A time to seek God.  And to do his will.

May you allow your heart, toward HIM
 to be yielded and broken.
And time to meditate on  some of the 
words that he’s spoken.

If it’s the closet that you truly want to come out.
You can tell everyone:  ”Jesus IS what life is about!”

Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within…
As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin!

Spending time with God…  You’ll be glad you did.
His abundance and overcoming life…  He’ll freely give!

God wants to be with you.  By a “divine appointment.”
Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment!

By Jim Pemberton


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REFLECTION

future of an unforgettable past,
mirror reflections of an outcast.
unaffected by society,
ruled by the unruly.
righteous by the unholy;
constricted by choice,
nearly forgotten and lost,
hindered by the proud,
reflection so loud.
a mere shadow with no meaning,
no way of knowing.
moving in an aggressive way,
different in everyday.
emotions reflecting what you were!
concerning about your emotional tears.


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Nurture This Child Heavenly Father

A nurturing cradle of light
a new born's first love, first insight
a lesson instilled to always fight for what is right
thy loving hand of god take this child out beyond the heights

A mystery unknown, as new eyes search profound
each word, each whisper, a curious sound
a tiny spirit intrigued, so free and unbound
a sense, a need, a purpose is found

Oh' cradle of light
protect this child through the realm of each night
provide wisdom, knowledge and loving insight 
hollow hands of thee, a precious spirit invite


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empathy

When I jump into your shoes,
And see what you see,
You feel warm inside,
And I see you kissing me,

When I jump into your shoes,
And feel what you feel,
Your hurting inside,
And I see you can't finish your meal,

When I jump into your shoes baby,
I see what you see,
Now something feels cold inside,
And I no longer see me.

By Janetta's Grandson Mac


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A Special Message Written For My Son

My son said;; "Dad... when I move out, 
I'll be able to smoke, drink or chew."
I said; I know son... there'll be many
 things you'll be able to do.

Just remember this one thing....
 before you were my son.
I gave up things in life...
 that  appeared to be "fun."

I did this, so I could be the
 best dad I could be.
I sacrificed a lot for you... and also for me.

I didn't want to be a dad that was 
"hooked on an addiction."
I wanted to be a good example
 and give spiritual nutrition.

I wanted to have a son and
 be proud he was my own.
And desired to have you as part
 of my family and home.

I wanted for God's best in everything you do.
And to let you know how much 
I love and appreciate you.

Very soon... you'll be leaving 
your parents behind.
But you're always in our
 prayers and on our mind.

The word of God we taught you long ago.
Will be with you ... no matter where you may go.

As you go on life's journey.... 
seeking a "new start."
We'll always love you and 
keep you close to our heart!

Love,    Dad

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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to our darling son

God blessed us with a son who is turning four today,
Everyday we see His love in you, true as the purest gem.
from His all knowing heart, His very best He sends,
May He keep you always in his tender loving care.

We thank God for all you our son, we're glad for all you tend,
From a strong yet tender heart and a core that never ends.
As cute as a bug, you are so precious to hug,
A dear child who brings out the sunshine to those who are near.

How adorable and loving with every morn you turn to be,
How charming and exciting as into the big world your eyes peep,
The warmth in our hearts you keep so alive,
Treasured are the memories you are engraving in our book of life.

Our vows we pledge that by your side we'll always walk,
Our anchor we'll throw to keep you safe from any storm,
Our love will nourish you through the path that you will take,
Our promise to cherish that our bond will never break.

When your eyes are shining brightly it is so nice to see,
That one day you will for certain become all you're meant to be,
You are to simply everyone a special little man,
Who brings the kind of happiness that nothing is greater than.

Everyday you bring to us all the joy that life could hold,
you're such a special little boy from the day you were born,
Like teardrops on the roses kissed by the morning dew,
You're the treasure that gives us pleasure in everything you do.

Happy Birthday to our dear son who couldn't be more loved,
We turn to God each day and night to keep you safe and sound,
We join you in your night prayers as to the guardian angel you call,
Please protect and keep your light on for this cute little boy.

May God Bless you our sweet angel
Especially on this day,
You are our masterpiece that only God can create.
And as the candles, your breathe will blow,
Our endless wishes,
Like shooting stars, your life forever will glow.

May God Bless you Today, Tomorrow and Always
In Peace, In Health, In Happiness and In Love.

with love
Mum and Dad


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I Remember Back When

								 

I  remember at the young age of 9 or 10.
Going to the theater was 
considered a sin.
There were many things 
that as a young boy.
That I wanted to explore and enjoy.

My parents may have been "old fashioned."
They were filled with a Godly
love and compassion.
I look back now and with some hesitation.

And think about this 
"new generation."
I wonder "where have all of the morals gone to?"
Some parents are doing things, as a kid, I'd never do.
Many of the "Godly" parents don't seemed concerned.
What's right or wrong—they can't discern.

What once was a dividing line 
between black and white.
Is now; "if it feels good—it must be allright."
The savior's call for holiness in your life must dwell.
Living by his word will save your family from hell.

Maybe living for Jesus is by some, 
"a narrow way of living."
May your life be one of sacrifice, 
holiness and thanksgiving.
May your commitment be true, your heart sincere.
For one day very soon, Jesus shall appear.
Now's the time to be an example
of Jesus' precious name.
When he comes —will you be ready—
or be ashamed?

By Jim Pemberton


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Memorial Day

My Son asked, When he was young
Mom Why is there a Memorial Day?
When Everybody can visit the graves Anytime?
As we go anytime to Daddy's grave... 

What's so Important about Memorial Day?
Do People Forget, Loved Ones?
And have to be Reminded Every Year?
Is that Why? There’s a Holiday called Memorial Day?

Then I began, Son Memorial Day
Is For all Our Loved Ones... Honor Everyone
Those Who had Fallen Lost their Lives
In WWI and WWII and Other Wars You See
They did this for Us to be Free

My Son Replied, Wow! Mom It's Like You said
Jesus died and Risen, For Us all to be Saved
Paid the Price.. Gave His Life.. To Free Us All

Yes.. Son, God made a way for Us All... To Be Born-again
Holy Spirit comes to Live With-in.. As God Planned 
For US to be FREE... For God Loves Us All 
That Through His Son, Jesus Christ
We All can Receive Eternal Life 
Blessings and Promises... Everything, With Christ

Always Thank God in all you do 
Keeping Fellowship with Jesus

Come to Jesus... Be set Free


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THE SINS OF SOCIETY

The mid-sixties weren't fun for a teen working...
I put foot on this prosperous and beautiful land
and looked forward to a great future,
but my plan didn't go as smoothly
as I thought it would have instead.
My question was, " Go to College, 
earn a degree or help mother and sisters? "
I choose to help them procrastinating.
From job to job I went hardly missing a day realizing what it would have cost me, 
but wages stayed the same or rarely increased much,
I loved to work and earn my weekly paycheck;
sadly, many boys of my age were drafted and went to war...
some returned, many didn't and being the only son,
they didn't draft me but witnessing the horror, the sadness, the crying of soldiers, 
and seeing all that: was like being there where the sky exploded with fire and smoke.
Isn't fate the course that nobody can predict regardless how scientists envision it...
if it were so easy to foresee, all would have control over it and all catastrophes
could be avoided to save millions of lives? Doesn't the Bible warn us to shun divination?
It's the sinful mind, the greedy heart, the unfaithful spouse, the disobedient child
making us stand at the crossroads deciding which steps to take to prevent a tragedy.


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'The Cowboy On The Battlefield ... ' (Cowboy Poem # 12)

Young Cowboy On The Battlefield
Remembered His Mama’s Words
‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
Her Voice Echoed, As He Heard …

Rapid-Fire and Revolution
Missiles, Right and Left
Bomb-Blasts and Confusion
… and Silent Tears, He’s Wept

… Every Day, A Minefield
Every Night, A Raid
Every Moment, A Terror
Trying to Make Him Afraid …

Any Second, A Horror
Of A Buddy, Laid To Rest
Every New Tomorrow
Wondering, What’s Next ?

The Cowboy On The Battlefield
Vigilant and Brave
Stood Ramrod Tall and Terse …
Looking At Her Grave …

‘Just Make It Home, Son … ‘
… Echoed Thru His Brain
‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
… Echoed Thru The Rain

And Just Before She Was Laid To Rest
She Said, ‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
And With Those Last Words, She Blessed,
And Said, ‘I’ll Be Waiting, When You Come …’

                    * * * *

… Old Cowboy, On The Battlefield
Remembers His Mama’s Words
‘Just Make It Home, Son … 
… and We’ll Celebrate Our Return …


Of  Note:  In The Words Of A Lady Rocker,
Pat Benatar:   ‘Love Is A Battlefield’
(but I Say, 'Life Is A Battlefield'


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Neuvième Fable

 Neuvième Fable 
Neuvième Fable 
   
Tragic Love 
   
Internet Love 
   
L'amour pour les brebis ont des yeux est la même que iff nous wed. 
Les sentiments qu'elle me donne ne sont jamais remplis d'effroi. 
Mais rien ne peut rosée, elle me ferait jamais vouloir liquidation morts, mais la 
vie à l'amour qu'ils font le temps de vie au lieu. Eye pourrait marcher les couloirs 
de la mémoire et de vous déprimé ou des yeux pourrait devenir une religieuse 
coupable dans le plaisir et repos dans le couvent jusqu'à ce que la mort peut 
nous part de rosée de la mort peut donner mais ce qui me reste de l'amour. 
Comment un homme peut obtenir si excitée un peu au point vert en quelques 
clics de souris, puis une zone de chat blanc froid. L'encre n'est jamais humide 
sur papier mye frisolée encore là, il est son amour. Quand elle me sourit oeil 
sourire quand elle fronce les sourcils yeux pleurent une rivière de la stuffins 
conservés dans tout repose autochtones découlant de faire une faute de la mort 
semblent quelque peu à écrire les mots à la mandé coeur s'écarter de 
s'inquiéter et de malheur et de prendre le tout nouveau départ Et bientôt tout ça 
fonctionne pour l'amour. Blanche-Neige, elle a mangé la pomme, puis est 
tombé à s'endormir rapidement mais Charlax venu à l'embrasser et à vivre son 
éveil. Prince Charlax bons baisers. 
En direct sur le ruisseau la pêche de libellules dans une maison de l'amour. 
Mending coeur de charme. Faire l'amour dans le coeur. Mye neige blanche tortue 
pookie pochoucntous amour mon amour mon internet thrall. Nous pouvons avoir 
tout juste à tenir sur mes namme et de l'amour. 
Les chercheurs ont maintenant prouvé que l'amour peut réparer un cœur brisé.


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A Bi-Marathon

It will happen thirteenth of July two thousand and twelve
I will do a Bi-Marathon and deep I will delve
Into my reserves of energy and strength
As I try to complete it, yes every last length

I’ll be riding and walking, the roads I knew as a kid
Only now I will have to wear a skid lid
For there is so much traffic about
It might save my thick skull if I get a clout

For our Grandson who passed five years ago
Would have been eighteen that day, just to let you know
His coming of age should not pass unmarked 
So I am riding and walking, instead of bum parked

In an easy chair I could well be sat
But it’s Friday the thirteenth! Well what about that
No superstition will stand in my way
No matter the weather on that chosen day

For nothing stopped my grandson in the short life he had
So doing A Bi-Marathon will make me so glad
He used to go to a place called Hope House
He loved it and about it he would never grouse

So in my attempt to keep his memory alive
I will raise them some money to help them to thrive
So they can help more children, like my little angel grandson
To have happier lives for each and everyone

So if you have time and a little spare cash
Don’t blow it wildly do not be rash
Donate to the link that we have set up for our little angel man
At Snowflake Tribute Funds and press K for Kieran


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a midnight wish

There’s a chill in the cold 
And it’s going nowhere 
She says it’s going to get worse 
Before it get better 
But we’ll hold on like stormy weather

If midnight falls then I’m homeless 
She says so calmly 
The winds going to take me away
But I don’t want to go lonely 

She likes to think
That you can carry on for sometime
She marries for the day
But she yields from the moments 

There’s everything you hope for
A map for the road
A picture for your wall
A lasso around the moon
Dawn, she's going to come to soon

She smiles softly
If midnight falls then it’s hopeless
She says so calmly
The winds going to take me far away
But I don’t want to leave you lonely 

She concludes
You can’t take away from a man
What he’s already lost 
But she insist 
That bubble baths and a warm massage
Will take away your Sunday misery

i fear it all sometimes
i hear your screams
and i wonder
if you're calling
but i can't reach you 
no i couldn't reach you
i tried but i just couldn't save you


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Engineering a Kingdom

He told the tales     with likes and similes
human character          dressed as grass and trees
the fragility of life         just like a mist
as touched by divine spark       like children kissed
 
He drew attention         to earths everlasting beauty
and loving kindnesses            as worthy over duty
painted pictures           that a child's mind could see
and of the qualities             that would last eternity
 
Those he drew       were woman child and man
in parallels explained       Gods everlasting plan
a future government          by Gods own plan designed
choosing those who               like his Son in mind
 
The currant rulers here             described as beast
devour and make suffer          great to least
he implicated leaders           intentions as the cause
as having violated            all of the natural laws
 
He pointed out the signs              to tell the time
how earth and heaven         his plans to realign
where peace on earth           in every nation he will gain
with truth and everlasting            life they will maintain
 
Surprise          a life in heaven was not the plan for man
but he put us on the earth in a garden         understand
he intends this projects finish                by his Son
with those he has redeemed           to be the ones "to get er done"
 
I must advise you         those in the grave are dead
they will remain there          until the Son has said
he who has the keys of death           has them in mind
to resurrect upon the earth           in a future time
 
While Christendom adopted the    ideology of hell
the Teacher of the Truth       in sleep of death did tell
he called his friend            who was dead and in a grave
forth the example     of what his future rule will pave
 
How can you not get it      the things he plans to do
to eliminate on earth suffering           and all life renew
oh Shang gri La and Paradise            He plans for thee
where Man will live in Love             and joy in harmony

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My Mark

I see you,
thumb in
   mouth
blankie draped
over 
   your head
rubbing your cheek . . .

And holding
your own
son
   dwarfed by
your
daddy hands

comfort zone found
    already


Details | I do not know? | |

It's Time For Me To Get Tough!

That's it! 
No more excuses! 
I'm laying down some rules! 
Just so you don't misunderstand...
I'm tired of you fools! 

It's time for me to get tough! 
No more ''Oh, that's ok.''
I've had all I can take from you
And things will change...
TODAY! 

I mean it.
I'm not kidding! 
You'll be begging for a break! 
No matter how much you may beg
That's it...for heavens sake! 

What's that? 
A tear? 
Don't do it.....I said I'm being tough! 
Now you want a hug from me? 
I guess you've suffered enough! 
:) 


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What is a Child

What is a Child,
Beside being made from the two of you?

The better parts of who you both are

Innocence
Purity
A life Anew
Another chance to be a better you

A chance to instill the lessons as you go

A butterfly sent from heaven above
A reminder of true love

What is a child?

Something more vital then your own heart beat

The one thing you wouldn't give up for without a fight
The one thing you live for even more than your own life

For this, pain you could gladly endure
A child is the secret of what the future has in store


Details | Free verse | |

Crazy

The night lingers for as long as you would
On mine mind, back and forth, with my eyes closed,
You and those eyes, how uneasy I feel,
I kept wishing you'd stay longer, and voila, you're here
In my head, you're there when you're not around,
My special friend, you come over and we paint the town red
Or blue, I love you, pains wishing I could tell you the truth,
I keep on saying stupid things, but I'd rather stop and do nothing,
I'll fare just fine looking at you,

You said, "Let's swim and play with the waves",
Should have "I hope they're strong, I'll be ready and waiting
To help you right up should they knock you down", 
Or something like that, I wished I was charming,
The line playing over and over in my head, would've said it but didn't,
Wondering if I'll have the chance to say it again, though I doubt it.
All good things end,  (I hate that being with you is so awesome!)
I got all teary eyed wishing we never ever had to say...
"Goodbye", dammit, you said it (how I wished you'd stay!)
Alas, I know that it's hopeless, failed to tell you how I feel
And so farewell and thanks, at least you gave me a reason... 

To over-think, that is, of all those things unsaid,
And what should be fine wine sunsets with peaceful thoughts of you 
Turn to crass old beer I'd-drown-the-sad-thoughts-in-my-head
'Til I'd pass out and wake up to the same sad story - 
That I'm here, you're away, and I cannot forget,
Regret - it's been driving me crazy.


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Hush Baby

Sh, sh, close your eyes,
silent night broken by your painful cries.
Your heart is broken, I can tell;
it's okay, for mine is as well.
Don't ever wonder why or how,
just know mommy's with the angel's now.
The blood is nothing, mommy just fell,
there's something years from now I have to tell.
Mommy doesn't want you to be sad,
she'd want you happy, so please be glad.
She was a wonderful person, I'm sure you kow,
twenty is much too young to go.
You're also to young, only five,
I'm glad that at least you're alive.
C'mon baby, daddy's here,
we're all alone now, I fear.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Know of Someone Going Through A Discouraging Time

Going Through A Discouraging Time… I know of someone going through a discouraging time. Thoughts of “giving up” have entered his mind. As a young man, he tried to trust God with what he had. Now he’s upset with God. Very angry and mad. “How could God who’s so loving and faithful...” “Not help me now?” “He doesn’t seem very helpful!” Rather than trusting God with his problems and uncertainty. He missed out on God’s love, peace and tranquility! His life spiraled down, with really “no where to go.” He felt so empty, with no peace in his soul. He shifted the focus of the uncertainties in life… Blaming God for his many troubles and strife. Through the good and bad times, God is still the same... He remains faithful and true. He doesn’t change! He remains dedicated to being there… Just for YOU! His promises never change, no matter what others do! Allow him to prove his commitment to your well being! His words of life… You too can be receiving! His love for you is everlasting, and will never end. God is. And will always… Be your best friend. Please... Right now... Make the best choice! Listen to his words! And listen to his voice! He’s at your heart’s door. Waiting for an invitation... He can bring to your life completeness and restoration! By Jim Pemberton 12/04/11


Details | Prose | |

Seed of Birth

Moments to Reflect
Seed of Birth
After a summer shower I watch the wonders unfold Gods truth is being shown. His love for all shall be known to all who have eyes that can see. The miracle of life that is a delight to behold can be seen in a drop of rain on the end of a leaf. Sparkling like a diamond in the light, more precious than gold, a secret is told. The water of life, without it we cannot go on the earth would be has dry has a bone. A desert: a waste land as hot as Hades and not fit to be called home. The water of life He is known. 
The air so sweet and clean the breath of life He has been called. A blessing from the father it is a Gift given to us all. When the air can been seen it is unclean and in this state I call it satans breathe, oh so foul and within it only death can be found. 
Flower and trees, grass that is so green that there is not any artist in the world that could paint a more beautiful scene. Concrete streets and black top parking lots; progress is what it is called…maybe not. An eyesore, mans’ master piece his legacy, beauty it’s not. 
Like a spring rain or after a summer shower; new life does salvation brings. Like the morning dew shining like tiny jewels, in the sunshine they do glow.  Flowers blooming and life a renewing, with Jesus this is how salvation goes.
Rain can be seen as the world being baptized and cleansed, purifying it of mankind sins. This is a fresh beginning but it not at its end it only truth starts when you ask Jesus to come in.  
After a gentle rain shower our God reminds humanity of His power and His promise: rainbow in the sky a wonderful, magical miracle, truly a delightful sight. His signature written in the sky, proof that He tells no lies; never again with water will He end the world that has bought to Him so much pain. His tears of sadness, never again will the world end with rain. 
The evil one try his best with his temptation and his tests to cause us to die and never to rise; humanity he do hate want to take all with him into that fiery lake. These are the tools of his trade war and strife adding in a touch of worldly lust doing his best to kill our trust in the Lord who has given us so much. The spiritual war is what we are in do not fall for satan schemes. Heaven or hell which one will it be? Like the sun gives life to flower, the Son gives life to all who follows. He who is free is free in deed.
Christ the savior God did send, it shows us that satan cannot win. Like a summer day after a spring rain new life will begin. He will pardon us of all our sins but you must ask him to come in His forgiveness know no end. Open your heart and let Him in then and only then can you win. In Him salvation is guarantee and a new life can begin; so you must choose Heaven or hell where will you spend eternity in? 
God our Father gave His Son to the world so that we would have a path to the truth a light to shine in the darkest of time. Allow His attributes to shine forth you do not would to lose your soul. Before time ever begin He love us, will you not trust in Him sight unseen, the One who gives all life meaning?
All it takes is faith to bypass that fiery lake, because tomorrow is not promise and another sunshine you may not see. Time is on no one side, so do not go chasing rainbows you cannot fly. Keep what real in your mind the reality is sin must die. God give His Son to pay a price that He did not owe, the cost was high, but gift that is given for those who believe; is to be by His side, salvation is free are you ready to receive?
Summer shower and gentle breeze,
Golden flower and dew drops of leaves.
Soft green grass beneath your feet.
                    The only thing sweeter is than life is living with Jesus for all eternity.


Details | Rhyme | |

How will my son be smiling

How will my son be smiling?
Maybe, like you, my lovely.
Then his smile will be sunny.
Be my child ever shining.

How will my son be smiling?
Maybe, like me, his mother.
Then this smile will be cunning.
Be my child never crying.

How will my son be smiling?
I don`t know but my wish is
That my child be happy…
And a fruit of your kisses.


Details | Terza Rima | |

YOURS...IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SMILE

Yours..is the most beautiful smile,
the source of all my inspirations;
that star never fading, always outshining others...


And from it joy is emanated;
with the speed of a shooting star,
to earth it falls, for me to catch it without harm...



Mona Lisa may have the most perfect smile,
but yours is the densest and fondest;
so fresh and alive...a blooming flower awaiting light...   



The Italian Renaissance's painters and poets could not have imagined
a beauty so delicate, inspiring and pure existing in my time;
Dante's passion for Beatrice turning into deprivation and desire...



What my vision beholds is unexplainably mysterious and yet simple,
purity and innocence reflecting your soul's mirror to make me gaze deeper;
entrust all your thoughts and feelings to me, and I will be your keeper... 



Yours...is the rarest and most attractive smile,
and on it unblemished love can be built, a fortress outlasting time;
unafraid, share it with me to explore the wonders of this universe...   


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


Details | Rhyme | |

Autumn and its falling leaves PART I

I like the season of autumn
And love to watch the falling of leaves
Listening the music of Nature
While walking and moving amid the bunch of trees
When the breeze blows creating music
While moving from trees to trees 
In Autumn, when trees are shedding leaves 
I love to watch the falling of leaves

It’s splendid beyond words to write 
When leaves are falling from trees in autumn
A beauty to see and a joy to feel in our heart 
When thousands of leaves fly in the air and depart 
Before they embrace their friends on ground
In Autumn, when trees are shedding leaves 
I love to watch the falling of leaves

In the much awaited season of autumn 
When breeze touch us and embraces the trees 
And the setting sun spreads its beaming rays
On flowers, trees and on leaves departing from trees
It appears as if the sky is showering
Its precious treasures on Nature and mankind 
In Autumn, when trees are shedding leaves 
I love to watch the falling of leaves

Some of them fall on me as if to greet 
While some to tell their story in brief 
They seems to murmur while in the air 
And while falling on the heap of leaves 
Those which were singing, dancing and enjoying 
While flying in the air, resting on ground or lying   
Had a cool smile and were singing their love song last
They lived a life full of hopes and loved everyone till last  
In Autumn, when trees are shedding leaves 
I love to watch the falling of leaves

They kept their promises made to God
Of loving their fellow folks till their last
They were singing, dancing on nature’s thrill 
While on trees, they happily inhaled shining rays
And enjoyed Moon’s nectar till it became pale
This was the story they were trying to convey
To each passerby who had time to stay
To listen the story of leaves without a say
In Autumn, when trees are shedding leaves 
I love to watch the falling of leaves.

Kanpur 20th Nov. 2009         concluded in Part II


Details | I do not know? | |

Motherhood

My joy at its best, my hurt at its worst.
My joy at your conception and my belly swelling.
 My hurt at your birth with waves of contractions.
My joy at your first steps in those booties I knitted. 
My hurt as you fell down and bumped your head.
My joy at your first word spoken mama. 
My hurt when we argued about a sleepover and you cried I hate you.
My joy over your first report card with all the A’s.
My hurt when you were expelled from eighth grade for possession.
My joy when you took responsibility young man and changed your ways.
My hurt as you leaned on my shoulder and cried over losing your first love. 
My joy in your pride after working the summer to buy your first car.
My hurt that you are no longer my little baby but a young man.
I am forever a woman in motherhood,
My joy at its best and my hurt at its worst.


                                                                             Summer Gratias



Details | Rhyme | |

My Heart

Outside my windows is sheeting rain,
Yet inside I wallow in pain.
The grey silk curtains hang on their rod so still,
As I place my head upon the windowsill.
If only the sun would shine for only a moment,
If only my poor heart could make atonement.
Is my only sin loving you,
Is there any level of torture I haven't been through?
Where are you while I am here,
Where are you, not here to pull me near.
I would cry but my tears have all passed away,
This pain sadly is here to stay.
I have done my pennance ten fold,
When will this misery relinquish its hold.
What do people see,
When they look at me?
Is all they see of me is my wretched soul,
This pitiful shriveled that has grown cold?
If I could put you in a bottle and sit you upon my shelf,
Where I could keep you forever all to myself.
When the clouds finally do part,
Please remember you will always have the key to my heart.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Soldier's Premonition

"My Dearest Mom and Dad", his poignant letter began.
"I need to write this letter to you now while I can.
Tonight I'm scheduled to go out on a perilous patrol;
In a few minutes I must report for the calling of the roll."

"Thank you, Mom and Dad, for the sacrifices you have made,
Teaching me the moral principles from which I have not strayed.
Should fate determine that I'm to be called home to God above,
Be consoled with His promise that we'll be reunited in His love."

"I love you, Mom and Dad, more than you'll ever know.
Please tell brother and little sister that I love them so.
Give my old faithful Shep a  big hug for me as well,
And tell my friends and neighbors I wish them a fond farewell."

"I'm proud to wear this uniform, I feel it my solemn obligation,
To protect the freedoms we enjoy in this our beloved nation.
Please do not pine nor grieve for me when I am gone,
But know that your son died bravely seeing his duty done."

Alas, the door was answered and there stood men in uniform,
Burdened with the dreaded news for parents they were to inform,
Telling them that their gallant son gave his all on the field of strife,
To be honored by a grateful nation for upholding our way of life!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)


Details | Acrostic | |

MY Son Ross

MY Son Ross

My son has a special purpose in life.  I am sure of it.  His life was spared thrice.
Yesterday, he was a babe in arms; the days and years have passed way too fast.
 
Somehow, without permission (lol) the boy turned into a man, a good man.
Only yesterday, he went off to school…we vacationed and camped.  Everywhere!
Next thing I knew, he was graduating from high school and started working.
 
Ross, the baby in the family, is going to join the Air Force in ten days…far away.
My son has optimism and has set career goals; I love Ross and shall miss him terribly.
Soon, his life will change.  I can see him in my minds eye: exercise and more exercise. 
Strong and honorable, my son shall go forth and do some good in the world…love, peace.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 13, 2010

Poetic form: Acrostic

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Details | Free verse | |

This poem

This poem could have healed,
Could have done anything,
If it had been revealed,

This poem is lost,
Between two pages of an unknown book,
Maybe indefinetly tossed,

This poem is constricted, binded by society,
Yet freely sways like the tree it once was,
And its open minded artist bursting with variety,

This poem is me.

By Janetta's Grandson Mac



Details | I do not know? | |

Mother's not at Fault.

She birthed him when he was young, 
gave him a name to love.
Brought him up, with love and care, 
and loads of hugs to share.

She taught him manners, 
his values and ethics,
along with culture and tradition,
the last to fill her ambition.

She gave him his freedom, 
his first taste of independance, 
With all the trust she dare
in all that her little heart can bear.

But...

He stole,
he lied.
She yelled,
she cried.
He killed,
he robbed.
She hurt,
she sobbed.

Now...

He spoke,
with his held down.
Through bars,
between him and his mother.

"Mother, why do you hate me?
     this is all your fault. Now look at me."

"Son, I tried, but you failed me and yourself.
      I am Ashamed now to even look at you"


Details | Rhyme | |

MOM WHO AM I

Am I a duck that swims in the lake?  Am I a truck that has lost its brakes?  Am I a tadpole 
swimming upstream?  Am I the things at night that I dream?
NO MY CHILD
Am I a cat that meows out loud?  Am I that silent person in the crowd?  Am I that tree 
standing amongst other trees?  Am I those flying birds and the bees?
NO MY CHILD
Am I the rock that falls down hill?  Am I the person who pays all the bills?  Am I the sun that 
shines in the day?  Am I the stuff potters call clay?
NO MY CHILD
Am I never going to rise to the top?  Am I going only so far and stop?  Am I never going to 
strive to be all that I can?  Am I just running this race just to say that I ran?
NO MY CHILD
Am I going to stand if people treat me mean?  Am I going to remember that I am a King or 
Queen?  Am I going to take my place in life?  Am I going to grow up and have a husband or 
wife?
YES MY CHILD
Am I going to cry all the time?  Am I never going to dance when I listen to the chimes?  Am 
I like the rain that falls from the sky?  Am I like the desert that is very dry?
NO MY CHILD
Am I going to go to unknown places?  Am I going to win alot of races?  Am I going to fall 
down and get back up?  Am I going to have goodness fill my cup?
YES MY CHILD
Am I going to be all that I can be?  Am I going to treat people the way they treat me?  Am I 
going to seek wisdom when I can?  Am I going to grow up to be a Godly woman or man?
YES MY CHILD
I am going to remember familiar faces?  Am I going to be a Lawyer and try difficult cases?  
Am I going to love with all my heart and soul?  Am I going to love others when their love for 
me grows cold?
YES MY CHILD
Am I going to honor my mother and father?  Am I going to do it even when times get 
harder?  Am I going to have some bumps and bruises?  Am I going to travel on fancy 
cruises?
YES MY CHILD
Am I going to do the impossible things?  Am I going to do those things that the eyes have 
not seen?  Am I going to be successful and be at the top?  Am I going to keep trying and 
never stop?
YES MY CHILD


Details | I do not know? | |

My lil man

The moon peeks thru my window
Looking to bathe me in its midnight light
We are one yet we are two
I feel you stretch inside my stretched out belly
Watch as your hand presses against your tiny home
I start to hum my mothers song and I can feel you shift
Perhaps to listen better I smile as the thought crosses my mind
You relax as I lay we lay watching the moon watch us
It used to be me against the world
Now its us against the world
But never fear
For i am near
And while im here
No harm will come to you my dear
My lil man my heart
Though you're still so small
And the world so big 
I'd face a thousand foes 
Smooth out a thousand woes 
Before letting you go.
Rocking in my rocking chair
I sit and dream of years to come
Your first christmas
First grade
Your second third and fourth girlfriends
The fifth scraped knee
Your sixth doctor visit
The seventh grade when you made the team
And the eighth when you almost quit 
Nine dozen late night conversations
And of course the 10 million kisses 
I just cant stop giving you
A lifetime of treasured memories just waiting to happen 
As I sit there rocking in my rocking chair
The moon peeking thru my window 
And your tiny movements 
As my heart beats with your heartbeat
And our hearts beat as one
My lil man


Details | Rhyme | |

Sorry, Dad

Many a night in all these years I think of you, moved to tears
Many times made me sad because I really miss you Dad.

Now I am old and realize I wish I could apologize 
Forever doubting my father’s love, I still pray to the one up above

So many years ago you died I was nineteen and never cried
I detested whenever you took a drink, not once did I ever stop to think

You had your own dragons to fight; they came out almost every night
Dragons you could never slay, you fought them ‘til your dying day

Now you have finally found your peace, please know my love will never cease
For now, I have kids of my own, learned to love from what you have shown


Details | Cowboy | |

WHERE IS IT NOW?

        I can recall when we did things happily together
       sharing a love that should have lasted forever
       Sun light to reveal the way so we could follow
       behind her eyes were my tomorrows
      Then something changed her mind, 
      your expressions told me
     I had no affectionate arms to squeeze me

      Daily I awaken, then I fall to pieces
      each day I started out, then I cried my heart out
      wondering why I am still alive in this world
       Lost is a man with out affection

     I cannot deal with this world that has fallen down on me
      If you sincerely understand please come back to me
      

      I was good to you and at first you were good to me
       We were right for one another like birds of a feather
      I am sorry for how reacted to your actions at the end
       I loved you very much so what else could I do? 
      But Honey  where was your heart and where 
       It now?


Details | Free verse | |

My Son

To my son I did not birth, For the world no papers are worth, My heart that beats beneath this chest, Is dormant a vessel with much repress, These feelings inside are only for you, No other can have them no not from you, My life has been made with complicated reins, Yet once we met I'd happen to discover, Our ages made no difference for me as your mother, I've no need for my own by some man's seed, In this lifetime your who I need, I'll never give you up, I'll never let you go, When your world feels like its crashing, Just calm down, My arms are right here, My love in you strong, I'll hold onto you my sweet baby boy, I feel complete with you near, I hope one day you'll love me the same, Sweet child of another I'm grateful she bore, My heart would seem empty if not for you, I smile without reason, Your the cause to my loves change of each season, We run through trials like bumps in the road, Several hurt an some don't matter at all, I'll always forgive you, I'll always love you, For you are my son that shines through the fog to me everyday.


Details | Lyric | |

I can not

I can not share my heart with you
Im in love with another man
and he's nothin like you
I know we had hopes, and dreams,
making memories,
but it had to come to an end
my love for you is just a friend
Im in love with my man

I apologise
for you fallin for me
I apologise
when we made love that early spring
I couldnt go on like this
you put my love to a test
my love for you is just a friend
and this affair had to end

I can not 
I can not
Oh no...

I can not share my heart with you
Im in love with another man
and he's nothin like you
I know we had hopes, and dreams,
making memories,
but it had to come to an end
my love for you is just a friend
Im in love with my man

he gives me positive words
he gives me the time
that I need
he makes my heart skip a beat
I let his love set me free

he is the best I ever had
he lift me up when I am sad
he mean so much to me
and you a nice friend indeed

"but"....

I can not share my heart with you
Im in love with another man
and he's nothin like you
I know we had hopes, and dreams,
making memories,
but it had to come to an end
my love for you is just a friend
Im in love with my man

the gates are closing
the sky is raining
I know ya heart is breaking
you gotta understand
I love my man

"oh"

(I can not share my heart with you)


Details | Rhyme | |

I Can't Do This Anymore It's Dragging Me Down

I just can’t keep “doing this” any longer! What am I doing? I began to wonder… This “sin” just keeps dragging me further down… What do I do? There’s no one around??? This “thing” has got a hold on me… I cry every night… I want to be FREE! I’ve tried and tried… But to no avail… Just when I think I have victory… I fail! I’ve read in scripture of a power that I haven’t seen. I read of a savior who can do ANYTHING! Why don’t I give him a try? I’ve nothing to lose! I’ve been so hurt, worn out and abused..… To you, dear Jesus… I confess my every sin. And can feel your love from deep within! Thank you Jesus! For giving me a joy I never knew… I don’t know where I’d be if not for YOU! You’ve brought to my life a peace I never had. For all you’ve done for me. I am so glad! Won’t YOU give your burdens to this one… I call friend? And experience the joy of being born again? Please come to him now. Why not this hour? And experience his life-changing power! By Jim Pemberton 01/17/10


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

To You, Mr Apolinar

Sir, I been hearing good things about you;
You're in the public gaze for being so true,
Loyal to your people and to the community;
Are you running for an office, for nation's security?
Indeed, I learned many things about you, thru my friends;
They're proud of you, 'cos of the love you showered them;
Are you a Pastor? Because every sermon
You render, they believe
Even, my own sister was impressed
When she met you
At the park, where I used to play;
You sang her a song in a falsetto;
Are you a Singer? Forgive me, If I asked
I'm not trying to be rude; it's not my attitude;
The accolades they bestowed on you,
Attracted my curiosity that made me spend the night
On a hill, alone, where its stillness I felt
As the winter colds breezed into my skin,
While gazing at the stars;
Just to catch a glimpse of you, Mr. Apolinar
I failed, 'cos you were not there
And never been there;
That's why, I'm coming home
Despite, decades of not being around
But, I am sure I can find you in the town,
For it is your own blood, Father
That runs through my vein;
Though, you never show me 
Your true self, your love nor to be concern, 
Still, I will always love you!


Details | Rhyme | |

Jordyn

Cheeky little monkey
All sweetness and light
Huggable and cuddly
He brings such delight


He gets in moods a lot
And has a habit of annoyance
But you can’t stay mad with him long
Cos he is as cute as they come

I love my little Jordyn
I love him so much
I can’t explain
The closeness we have together
And his incredible touch

He is my baby boy
My youngest little man
The cheeky one 
Of all the clan







Details | Rhyme | |

Dear Mom

I love you mom.
I wish there was a word to describe my appreciation.
But there’s not a word to compare
To my feelings that are really there.
I also want to thank you
Not just from a son but a brother.
I praise you as the greatest mother.
Growing up in near poverty,
Never doing without.
You passed that test no doubt.
For this I’m blessed.
Plus thru it all you never turned your back,
Really what more could I ask?
I love you mom
I have to say thank you for going above and beyond!!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

I've Seen Sin's Destructive Force


I’ve Seen Sin’s Destructive Force!

I have seen the destruction of sin’s evil force.
It happens when people’s lives go “off course.”

God has given to us his word as a solid foundation.
Too many relationships end in a separation.

I’ve seen people being together for many years.
Come to an abrupt “halt.” Ending in heartache and tears.

People that have had many harsh words spoken…
Only to have their lives torn apart and broken!

God has given us his was of truth and living.
It requires a life of sacrifice and giving!

He asks for us to sacrifice our time for him
And to allow for his love and a healing to begin!

The truth of his word need to guide what we do and say.
It needs to guard our souls, 24 hours each day!

Scripture gives us a “roadmap” in which build upon.
 God’s spirit will guide us when “things go wrong.”

May I suggest spending some time each day in prayer?
Your heavenly father knows your every need and cares!

He wants the very best for you and so much more!
His love and mercy are truly worth living for!

If your life seems “fragile” and heading
 in the “wrong direction.”
Won’t you seek God’s ways 
and his “divine correction?”

With the blood of Jesus, your life 
will be on solid ground!
For where there is sin...  God’s love does 
much more abound!

Please come to the Lord!  Why not this hour?
Experience his presence and
 life-changing power!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You God ophobic

Are You God-ophobic? I’ve heard of phobias of different kinds. I’m sure there’s many people with “confused” minds. But there’s one “phobia” that concerns me the most. It’s a “God phobia” that’s drawing so close. It’s like people have a phobia of “In God we trust.” While so many of their lives are burdened with lust. A lust for pleasure and whatever “pleases for the moment.” Many are looking for various kinds of “fulfillment.” But fearing and obeying God? This sounds absurd! Why should anyone care? Much less… Read his word? Even prayer seems to be “a thing of the past.” How much longer will this country last? What we should fear… Is the wrath of God that will come… For not believing and accepting Jesus… His son! Everything we’ll ever need. Has already been provided! An abundant life with Christ can now be decided! Won’t you accept his gift of life everlasting? And look beyond human reasoning and understanding? Put your faith in God. And HIM alone! So you too, can have a place in his eternal home! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Romanticism | |

Tempting Love

Tempting Love
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Hand in hand, we walked beside the winding trail.
We laughed and loved along this path by and by. 
And felt extraordinary; two hearts entwined.
The faintest scent of lavender embraced us.
Distantly, gardenias decorated, white.
A quiet interlude impassioned delight.
And our thoughts within the wind lightly soared.
As in times before, we knew love’s quiet peace.
The day thus started vanquished every sadness. 
Here, on this very lane, so often traversed,
Our wildest dreams of joyfulness found birth.
And you, as every part of me, prayed to kiss.
There, beside the wall, beneath the eyes of God.
Restraint unveiled; sweet promises hence covered.
Destined to impasse passion until betrothed, 
Love’s temperance, the foundation of honor,
Defied assorted pangs of fleshly yearnings.
To taste your lips and electrify your soul,
With such emotion that only true love knows-
Feel deep tenderness against your thirsty heart.
From temptation thus entangled we must part.
Before shame singes two souls with grave sorrow.
We must pledge our love to keep tomorrow.
And vow to enter marriage pure, undefiled.
Let us live to save this passion once again.
And fill our souls, memories until then.


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For Joshua Overton

The days are passing slowly.
It feels like you've been gone a while.
But its only been a couple weeks
since I last saw you smile.

Please don't get me wrong,
I understand you're in a better place.
You're watching over me with Jesus,
but I long for your embrace.

As we're left here on Earth
with just pictures and memories,
and could have beens, and should have beens
if you were here to live your dreams...

You could have changed the world,
one broken heart at a time.
But the lord called you home,
he had something greater in mind.

There are grown men out there
searching for who they want to be.
But you're the inspiration
for the broken souls like me.

A real man will comfort his loved ones.
He will stand up for his beliefs.
He's not afraid to kneel and pray,
you weren't yet "grown" but we all can see,

You're a man who has touched our lives,
and showed the light on many things.
We'll pray for you in heaven
because another angel has earned his wings.







*Note* 
Joshua John Overton 
11/16/1990 - 04/14/2006
At a young age, he was pursuing his dreams to become a church minister, when he 
mysteriously collpsed and passed away at his highschool. A friend of my family, and a 
church brother for years, he will be greatly missed!


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TREYVON

The love that made you was one deep and true
And our moments together only a precious few
I wish you was still here with me my dear
But I can’t change god’s plans for you I fear
Was he trying to spare you a life so unkind
Taking you out of my sight but never my mind
Still taking you from me was so unfair
My pain is still fresh as well as my despair
Son good-byes are always the hardest to say
I have no other choice, I have searched for another way
So no more will I question god’s will with why
I have to let you go my sweet baby boy good-bye!!


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The Missing Piece

She has always loved jigsaw puzzles
as far back as he can remember
she gets at least one a year
and leaves it on the kitchen table until it's done
she gets the 1000 piece puzzles now
her latest one is of lighthouses

They talk a lot on the phone
he started college a couple months ago
she loves to hear about his day
anything, everything he does
it doesn't matter what they talk about
because all she really wants to hear

is his voice

"I've been working on this thing since August"
he can tell she's really irritated
"1000 pieces, and I can't find the last damn piece"
he tries not to let her hear him chuckle
she has no idea how funny she is when she gets mad
it's November and after all the time she's put into it
she's sitting there on the other end of the phone
totally pissed because one piece is missing
"And it's right in the center where it's glaringly obvious"

When he walked in the door, he could smell the pumpkin pie
it was great to be home for Thanksgiving
he almost fell over when he came in the door
because she ran through the kitchen
and threw herself at him, laughing
and crying, and he spun her around

She's so happy he's home for a few days
he's going to help her put up the Christmas tree
just like they've been doing for years over the Thanksgiving holiday
she's also hoping she can talk him into steam cleaning the carpet
and replacing the balcony screen door

"Tomorrow I'm getting the turkey in early so we can eat by noon"
Any time was fine with him, as long as he can be here
"I'll make you a sandwich while you put your stuff away"
He walked past the kitchen table towards his room
"And if I'm lucky, maybe he'll find that damn puzzle piece" she mumbled under 
her breath
With his bag slung across his shoulder
He glanced at the jigsaw puzzle
"That's great" he thought to himself as he noticed

The center piece isn't missing anymore


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9/11, 2001 " Page 2 of 2 "

Intelligence first, Retribution next
Clinical response the worlds text
Which free country is next in line
To be hit by this cowardly crime.
 
New York Cities patriots, suffer further pain
As Fire Officers and Police are slain
They indeed are part of this attack
So many of them never came back
Honourable dads, cousins and wife's
Mourn their lost ones, who lost their lives.
 
The World will remember
This September deathly sound
When iconic giants crashed to the ground
Hero's in the air, and on Manhattan Earth
Proved to us all, whats humans are worth.

In respect to the decent people who perished on that September day.


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For my children

You are the beauty that I see from my love.
You are the prayers answered from God above.
You are the sea that rolled like thunder.
The hope for me to not fall under.
You are the air that keeps me alive.
You are the reason that I thrive.
Hold fast to memories made 
just between you and me.
Always knowing I will love you endlessly.


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Because of Love

In times we say
To all those that we love
We will be there
To have and to hold
I know that love
Will help us all to grow
If we love them
They will love us in return

I think I know where this story heads
Will you do the honor, of being my friend?

Like a sailor on the ocean
Passing through the open sea
Like a teacher in the classroom
Helping those in need
Take my hand, and we'll walk through the gateway
Because I love you, I give you my heart, today.

I've heard it said,
That love will conquer all the odds
Can it be so?
It can, with the help from all the gods
Can love be grand?
If others fail to see,
It will fail them, so I beg you take my hand

Like a mother and a father
Raising young ones to grow
Like the summer and the winter
One rains, one snows
If we let one another shine right now,
Love will conquer, someway somehow.


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Still In Love

Still In Love... My son came to me with a question on his mind. I said; “Not now son— I just don't have the time.” He said, “Daddy—are you still in love with Mommy?” “Do you love her like you did when I was in her tummy?” My eyes choked with tears; “Yes son I really do!” “I'm in love with her... and I appreciate you.” “Daddy—will you always love me like you do mom?” “Yes my son—my love for you will always belong.” I looked down and much to my surprise. There were tears running down my sons's eyes. He came running to me with his arms wide open. “Thank you daddy” were his words spoken. I picked him up and gave him a great big hug. As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug. His little arm reached up to grab my hand. I knew that what I said, he began to understand. I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife. She's been such a blessing- a great part of my life! By Jim Pemberton


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God Brought A Healing To My Troubled Mind


God Brought A Healing To My Troubled Mind… I used to allow many thoughts to enter my mind. There were good and bad ones... Just about every kind. My family thought I was being a “good Christian.” I never did anything that raised “a suspicion.” I went to church every week and did the “Sunday thing.” I had no idea the kind of life my thoughts would bring. I felt much “turmoil” of what was in my head. “How much longer can I take this?” Were the words I said. As there were many bad thoughts that seemed to “burn.” Those around me didn’t know or were concerned. I needed some help. And I needed it fast! I didn’t know how much longer I would last! With no friend to help.., I decided to pray. This was my time with God! This was my day! I cried out to God with a voice of confession; “Dear Jesus rule over my mind and take possession!” As I read God’s word... Philippians 4:8 was found. Virtue and wholeness in my life needed to abound! I asked and begged God to help me to obey it! I gave my commitment to him. And not just “say it.” A love for him as a friend was found and did bring. His peace and love “washed away” the evil things. Christ restored my life and my mind was renewed. He set me free! Now, I’m BRAND NEW! Won’t you allow God to bring his love to your soul? With him in your life... All darkness will GO! By Jim Pemberton


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TAKE CARE

Where the Hell have you been?
You've kept me up all night, worried sick.

It's dark, it’s late
No call, text, or page.

You drop me off and tell me to be safe.
But with no notice ur gone till the next day.

What if something happened to you?
Then what on earth would I do?

I know I'm supposed to outlive you.
But its just way too soon.

I'm still so young.
Your time can't be done.

But I'm worried and scared, not mad.
Please, take care of yourself dad.


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To my Children

There is nothing I would not do
just to see your smiles
you two give me the strength
to help me face my trails
Knowing I get to hold you
in my arms so close and tight
makes it worth so much more
to continue on the fight
There is no distance to stop me
from being there for you
to make you happy there is
no limit to what I would do
I will never regret the day
you came into my life
with you two around me
there is no such thing as strife
My love for you will never fade
my pride for you grows more everyday
your special place in my heart
no one will ever take away
Without you I do not know
where I would be
you are both apart of who I am
you both complete me.


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WHO Built YOUR House


This house of ours is “plain.” 
But is still standing.
We’re “simple folks...”
 By many people’s  understanding…

We may not have much of what is 
“socially appealing”…
But we have love in our hearts.  
And this is a good feeling!

We may not be “wrapped up” in much
 of this world’s entertainment.
But we seek God’s peace 
and a desire for contentment.

We, as a family, have one purpose
 and “calling” in mind.
To seek God’s ways of being
 merciful and kind…

Each day we pray with much
 thankfulness in our hearts…
For this is where happiness
 and gratitude starts!

We’re thankful to the Lord for
 his unfailing grace…
And for keeping us together
 in this special place…

We’re blessed to have a God who
 is truly worth finding.
His word in our lives is precious
  and worth memorizing!

“Unless the Lord builds the house,
 they labor in vain that build it!”
God must rule and reign…  
 So his love can completely fill it!

By Jim Pemberton  


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My Son

Enticing skies course to dim as summer’s florescence gives way to winters tint.
Eyes dry up as rain takes its course and somehow my heart still travels its current remorse.
My naked arms betray my might; there empty space remains reaching for you.
The weeping dust as thick as fur as nothing shifts, just consumes the flying moths about your room.
My solitude pushes my strength to the ground until in my head your voice resounds.
Dreams come like visions as I wake, too loud like the television you bleared so loud. 
A crisp can be heard dropping on carpet that makes no crunch, yet in the swamp of silence small sounds become tall.

Pictures remain splattering the walls but fingerprints fade, as I will to you.
Through memories, I’ll be a face, an un-known the future will replace.
My gentle song and silent whispers will be the joy of another who answers you wishes.
As days turn to years and fly so fast, my son to me they will be like minutes that drag on and on.

My precious boy who held such short time in my sight, will last an eternity in my memories and I shall still hug you in my sleep and I shall still sing there and when I wake you will again be a shadow of loss from my past.

But in heart, I can keep you.
In soul, I can still hold you.
And forever I can love you,
                 My Son. 


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SLEEP WELL, EMILY

Sleep well, Emily
on a soft pillow
resembling a willow
courting the starry sea...

And should a storm arrive,
I'll shut the windows,
and keep serenity alive
for the sake of precious dreams...

Sleep well, Emily
dreaming of August' breezes
when the gleaming waves
reflect a dark blue so pretty...


Covered by a transparent satin sheet color sapphire
softer than your own glowing skin,
your feminine curves induce an incredible desire
in the palpiting heart of this tempted man....


Sleep well, Emily
putting all thoughts to sleep,
unless passion arises an intense heat
to allow me to touch you softly... 


And exploring our sexuality
without being ashamed of nudity,
we are those lovers seeking total darkness
into a place where there's deep tenderness....


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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Lullaby

This little heart is soft, yet strong;
It's beating flows into a song...
A lullaby of wondering eyes
Which for the first time see the skies.

This perfect hand lies in my palm;
My soul is peaceful...and so calm..
This little body that I see
Becomes the biggest part of me.

A part a of long forgotten flame;
A part of love that turned to shame...
But I won't let it bother me,
I'll think of thing that yet to be:

First smile, so innocent and pure,
First steps, so short and insecure.
I see these eyes - they're full of shine!
This is my baby, it is Mine!

My second life has just begun,
I'm not alone, I've got my son.
My happiness is now complete,
Something that no one can defeat.

~*~

1999.


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O JOYFULL BELLS RING IN GLORY!

Many wonderful voices are heard...
the brighest star is seen;
o joyful bells ring in glory!
In the blue Heavens....see
the angels proclaim God's Word;
this night is cold for those 
sheperds watching their restless sheep
on the Bethlehem's hills.


A shining angel startles them,
as he tells them...the Child
prophesied long ago, 
has born! And that star will lead 
them to the manger, where He
sleeps so calm and mellow;  
doesn't Mary know that Her baby
will soon save Humankind?


O joyful bells ring in glory!
Let every angel praise
the glorious birth of a Prince,
who'll be the Sheperd of many...
whose hearts have longed for real joy!
O sweet child sent from God,
you've come to redeem the sinful world!
O joyful bells ring in glory!


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Rulership

God has set before you Jesus the son of man
given him his power the only one who can
Jesus walked on water and legions overthrew
healed every illness did as was sent to do
 
Few have little comprehension of his gifts to men
how they are empowered when Jesus lives within
to be the Sons of God have his Light shine through
understand his Words and it's energy imbue
 
God has given treasures the inheritance of Son
that they become like master God's Beloved One
they are under tutors until they understand
the meaning of his rulership and in it's service stand
 
The Sovereigns of the nations do their leadership abuse
are corrupt in practice and righteous judgment do refuse
the takers of bribes and justice do pervert
on the path to the top care not who they hurt
 
Solomon gave his heart to know folly and wisdom
every Son of God will into this knowledge come
for God will in his kingdom have only those who serve
as only those who walk in Love treat others as deserve
 
The working of the Secret since garden was foretold
that a government by God determined in days of old
God has chosen the weak and those the world despised
that they should bare his image to Jesus rank will rise
 
All governments and nations in adversary's hand do stand
to our Lord did offer them for act of worship did demand
Jesus refused the offer , devotion to his Father True
prophetic Word of God this world already overthrew
 
Arise oh sleepers do open eyes and rise
throw down the World and sever all your ties
understand what is written the King is drawing near
war is coming to the World collect he will whats dear
 
Jesus has built his Father's temple with many gem and stone
descend it will from heaven within his throne will home
God is collecting from man his priests and Kings
they will govern from his temple dispense his holy things
 
The nations to the temple for instruction will come
with the adversary gone Light can shine on everyone
you must choose your side before God's war ensues
for your Father wants you happy and never Love refuse
 
sources 1Chron. 28:6-10 Jeremiah 31:3-14 Matt 20:25-28
1Cor 3:9-17 13:12 2Cor 6:14-18 1John 3:1-6
2Tim 3:1-5 Apocalypse 21
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Devoted

The most promising thing in life
Isn't the life you are living
Isn't the love of your friends.

It isn't even your friends
Just like any other person
Your friend could die too.

The most promising thing in life
Is God's love for you
Is that Jesus died on the cross for your sins.

God sends us a rainbow after a storm
To ensure us that He won't flood Earth again
To let us know that His Son already payed for our sins.

The most promising thing in life
Will be enough for me live on
Will be enough for my family to live on.

Bits and pieces either came from my heart, the Bible, or my Heavenly Father.
I love Him as He and His Son love me.
I am a devoted Christian and that's all there is to it.


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Composure

When we touch
I feel something happen
When we breathe
All the world is humbled
Stay with me
As my heart surrenders
Comfort me
As I fall apart

When we flee
Darkness brings us release
All you need
You can find it in me
Stay with me
As my heart surrenders
Comfort me
As I fall apart

Written by Janetta's Grandson Mac.


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A Dad's Hurting Heart


A Dad’s Hurting Heart…

I know of a dad,  who’s heart was broken and hurting.
His son was living a way of life not very “re-assuring.”

This dad tried his best to teach his son God’s ways.
 But his son refused the truth of what God’s word says.

This dad thought about the kind of life his son lived.
And wondered what more he could possibly give…

I could tell by his voice, that sounded very “shaken.”
His son was at a place in life feeling
“alone and forsaken.”

Whatever happened… This father made up his mind.:
“I am going to serve God!  
NOW is the time!”

He would pray for his son no matter the cost.
And keep his focus on Christ’ work on the cross!

He chose to give God all of his attention.
Things in his life took on a whole “new direction.”

Jesus gave him his words of a blessed assurance.
The love of Christ isn’t a “one time” occurrence!

He kept on praying and “holding firm and fast.”
Trusting Jesus with a love that always last!

The love for his son was unyielding and powerful.
He spent time in prayer!  Ever so resourceful!

As the years went by, he never gave up praying.
No matter the hurtful words his son was saying.

His son returned to the Lord he once knew.
His life is changed!  And is now brand new!

The prayers of Godly parents are the best gift to give!
They can totally transform how
 their kids will live!

By Jim Pemberton


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Dylan

Eyes of green
Hair the color of the sun
Skin a golden tan
Theres nothing i dont love 
about my little man
Smile so bright
It makes me think only,
Of gods pure light


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took to soon

I REMEMBER THE DAY THAT YOU WERE BORN, 
YOU WERE SO HAPPY AS LIFE WENT ON,
THEN WHEN YOU WENT AWAY THAT WAS THE DAY I SAT AND PRAYED
YOU JOINED THE ARMY AS YOU THOUGHT RIGHT,
TO STAND FOR YOUR COUNTRY AND STAND AND FIGHT,

BUT THEN ONE DAY THE SADNESS CAME,
SOMEONE TOOK YOUR LIFE AWAY,
WITH ALL MY THOUGHTS AND FEARS,
 IT WAS THE DAY THAT BROUGHT MY TEARS,
YOU WENT TO HEAVEN AND GONE AWAY,
BUT IN MY HEART YOU WILL ALWAYS STAY,

AT THE GRAVE I CRY FOR YOU, 
HOPE NO MOTHER FEELS THE WAY I DO,
WHY IS THIS WAR IN ENDLESS NEED,
TO TAKE YOU AWAY FOR WHAT WE MEAN,
WHY DO PEOPLE NEVER FEEL MY PAIN,
WISH I COULD HAVE MY SON BACK AGAIN,

MY LIFE HAS TURNED ALL AROUND,
FOR MY SON WHO,S NOT AROUND,
I KNOW YOUR SPIRIT IS NEVER FAR AWAY,
I HOPE YOU HEAR ME SPEAK TO YOU EACH DAY,

ALL MY LOVE MY SON I GIVE TO YOU,
I HOPE YOU DONT FEEL MY SADNESS TO
SO TILL THE TIME WHEN WE DO MEET
IN MY HEART MY SON, YOU WILL ALWAYS KEEP,


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Which Son of Eve?

If you were to be a son of Eve,
which son would you be, my son.
Which of the two are you most like,
           according to deeds done…
               …which would you be, my son?

Are you most like Abel,
Serving  and obedient to the Lord,
Is this the one you are most like, my son
Willing to take the risks of life
         To  do the  right for the Lord, 
        ….and to serve your soul, my son?

Or are you more like Cain,
Envious, selfish, and revengeful, my son,
Is this the one you are most like?
Not willing to change for the good
        Without guilt to inflict pain
          ….wandering aimlessly, my son

You know which I would choose for you
Which life I would want you to live, my son,
But the choice is  yours is to make;
It is your life that you lead
        Your consequence and your reward
           …your salvation or your ruin, my son.

But, remember you are not a son of  Eve,
You are forever a son to me,
No matter which son you would most likely be,
I will always be there with you, my son.
            On your journey of life
                …for you are a part of me.
Godspeed to you, my son.









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PRIZE

Our souls were thrown together, though not wise
Oh that all wisdom's tether were demise
my hope flew on a feather, compromise
and ancients thought of whether was concise!

The win and lose of time, did realize
through love, and nurturing's rhyme, not criticize,
no guess work, no conspire, could fill with lies
the truth of hope's endeavor, failing tries . . .

Some losing, for the sake of others . . . prize!


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A poem for Ever

Her eye's bless me with tears. Her skin graces me with substance. Her hair is shimmering with the glint of sunlight coiled in it's curls. A voice of silence in all it's harmony pacifies my being, and for this I am thankful. This being she is is all I could hope to be. The kindness of her heart extends beyond any plane I know. Her message is truth in all of  it's forms. Her courage gives birth to compassion. This mother of light enraptures what Ever I am. A kiss from her lips calms the sea of my soul. What is this gift she gives my fears? Enlighentment is the road I follow in her pressence. A more peaceful being I do not know. So I thank whatever powers be, for the voice she helps me hear inside of me. So thank you for this blessing, this grace, this glint of sunlight, this voice of silence, this hope, this kindness, this message, this truth, this courage, this mother of enlightenment, this peace, this woman who is I AM.


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Birthday Rose

Introduction: A mother is such a wonderful poetry...She is the compass and blessing for her children and no matter what, in our hearts - she's the rose that never dies.


The moment I first opened my eyes, I saw your glowing face in shine You took me in your graceful arms, And poured my life in peaceful charm You sacrificed more than I can count, To raise me and strengthen my ground Every time you heard me scream, You took off from your every meal You fulfilled all my needs and dreams, You mean the world and more to me A teacher, a playmate, An answer, a guide of fate You reach out and pull me back, Whenever I get lost off track You love me like no other, Words just simply can’t explain, you are the best mother With you I never pretend, by your values I transcend You help me get my courage tight, You aid me to my wisdom right You are my loving mother, Someone I have to share my thoughts Always you know, always you care, Always you feel, always you heal Your tender smile lights up my life, From doubts that keep me captive at night Forever in my heart, you reside You care so much and feel so deep, You’re just everything I need I’m above grateful to have you in my life, As every time I think of you, I always feel revived.


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Part Two...

Yall read Part One, well this is Part Two...


I dont want to be ur friend, yeah thats plain to see/

So you do you, while I do me/

And I guess this means, that this is the end/

Cause all you had to do was answer a couple questions/

But I didn't get an answer, and I don't know why/

I guess that means that i'm not worthy of a reply/

And i'm not even trippin over the fact that you dont like/

Me, to hate you for that i'm not that type of guy/

But we dont even talk no more, or even have fun/

I guess when you get new friends, thats when you diss the old ones/

You can't say that I wasn't there for you from day one/

So to question my loyalty, I would be the wrong one/

And you told my friend that she was tryna mess up ur game/

So for you to play with our friendship, yeah that's a shame/

I guess thats the penalty for being real with somebody/

And because of you, you made it hard for me to trust anybody/


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Goodnight Sweet Angel

Good night, sweet angel
And may your dreams be sweet.
I'll tuck you in warm and snug
On your soft flannel sheet.
Good night, sweet angel.
Close your pretty eyes.
Dream dreams of birds and bunnies
Under deep blue skies.
Good night, sweet angel.
Have a peaceful sleep.
We'll meet again tomorrow,
When the birds begin to cheep.


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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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Born to me this christmas day

My son of perfect innocence,
 my little dove on wings..
Together we'll be facing,
 many unknown things..

This day I honor and welcome you,
 tender child of mine..
Already tugging at my heartstrings,
 together we'll surely shine..

Incredible warmth as you find my breast,
 replacing your new born cry..
As you inhale, your first life's breath,
 I gaze into your eyes..

No longer silent strangers,
 into this life you're hurled..
My brave new companion,
 welcome to our world..

Your flaws are few if any,
 this I clearly see..
I'm humbled that you chose me,
 I will never ask 'why me'?..

Any lingering doubt, is of no
 consequence to me,
as you scan my face for recognition,
 and voice your instant glee..

There'll be up's and down's a plenty,
 this I promise you..
I'll kiss away your tears,
 until your sadness is subdued..

When come the day you'll blaze your trail,
 I'll know that we must part..
The arrival of your newfound love,
 she's sure to break my heart..

How can I possibly think of that now?,
 look at this bundle of joy..
You, my gift from god above,
 my first born baby boy..

        
            


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Last Dance

When I was born into this world
I never knew about the Trinity
as I grew into a little girl 
I found that His name is Holy
as A teen I always wondered
does the Lord think of me
so I turned to the Holy Bible
learned He has room there for me

Jesus, when I grow older
I will dance the step..to Your harmony
Jesus, when I pass over
will You save..the last dance for me

Now that Im much wiser
I can sure plainly see
Jesus you gave me all Your love
I hear what You are saying to me
the world is aging and so am I
Glorious is my King
He is my foundation,my salvation
He forever lives in me

Jesus, as I grow older
I will dance the steps..to Your harmony
Jesus, when I pass over
willYou save..the last dance for me

Now that Im no longer
I still dance to His harmony
yes now,i have passed over
Jesus saved that dance for me
the train of His robe fills the temple
how glorious it is to be
with the Lord of Lords the King of Kings
and He is dancing with me

Jesus, as I grow older
I will dance the steps..to Your harmony
Jesus, when I pass over
will You save...
I hope You save...
I pray You save...the last dance for me.


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Mother to Son

You live in another world
spiritual realm your heaven
a powerful entity in itself.

The watching of your loved ones
from the angels sky
sprinkling your wishes
of joy to them all.

Never missing anything
from the highest plane
where you can move on
to another journey.

The past, present and future
are all multi-dimensional
in the hall of records
where past judgments lie.

Spread your angel wings
fly down to me upon the earth
so I can feel you once more.


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Play to Lose

My life was normal before you came along
Now that I'm with you it seems all wrong
They even told me that you would be bad news
What can I say, maybe I play to lose

You told me one thing but you meant another
Was that the last lie? Are you really sure?
My gut was right but now my heart is struck
I guess meeting you was just bad luck

Your family loves me and your baby doesn't care
You keep me on the outs, I don't think it's fair
Crawling back to ex's is your normal routine
I ask you how you are and you tell me where you've been

You treat me bad but I come back for more
Maybe I'm foolish, maybe you're a whore
It never mattered, your past is what I mean
I thought maybe you'd like the chance to start clean

Don't talk to me, don't even say a word
I've had enough of this, lies are all I've heard
Maybe someday you'll realize your err
When I'm living happy without a care


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Mothers Love

This poem was my son's favorite. My son was mowed down by a Coach USA Bus driver operating a NJ Transit bus Wednesday July 18, 2012. The bus was speeding as his back wheel jumped the handicap curb dragged my son 50 to 100 feet to his death. The bus was not charged with his death. He was set free. I am fighting for justice for my son Deshon Johnson. You can Google his name Deshon Johnson's petition on change.org. 

I like to dedicate this poem to my only child Deshon Johnson.


Mother’s Love

Draped in my affection safe and sound
protecting you from things that might
get you down.

Hurling through life’s obstacles may be tough 
to get around, but my maternal spiritual guidance 
will not leave you confound.
It will build you words of wisdom 
that will be profound, it will help you get out of 
any negative rebounds.
 
My prayers of peace 
will resound through your soul 
and stay.
So take my heartfelt expressions 
and treasure them every day.

Then you will see my advice 
would not lead you astray.
You are a precious gift from the heavenly sky 
and my unconditional love for you 
will never die.

When you live your life 
on trial and error, keep in mind 
my motherly devotion for you is forever.


No matter what, I will always be here for you with 
my eternal love, regardless; if I am on earth or in the
 heavens above.


To: Deshon 

With Love, from your mother! 


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Secrets

And I wonder how your day’s been
And if you miss me anymore
It’s too late to cease your crying
No more wonders in this world 

And there are times I’d rather hold you
But you’re wishing me away
And who’s to say I’d never scold you
But you’re loving me anyway

And we only look to see you smiling
So stranded from our distance
And you shrug them from your vision
Seems no one knows that you are missing

And we wrap our arms around you
But you’re hidden anyways
They hold your cries in whispers
No one knows what lies they say

they tear you down so kindly
the world wouldn't wait on them
do you miss your tears to often
there's nothing more that i can say

your father loves you dearly
your mother says so clearly
i did all i could to sooth you
no one dares to take your hand


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Did The Lord Build Your House

  

This house of ours is “plain.” 
But is still standing.
We’re “simple folks...”
 By many people’s  understanding… 

We may not have much of what is 
“socially appealing”…
But we have love in our hearts.  
And this is a good feeling! 

We may not be “wrapped up” in much
 of this world’s entertainment.
But we seek God’s peace 
and a desire for contentment.

We, as a family, have one purpose
 and “calling” in mind.
To seek God’s ways of being
 merciful and kind…

Each day we pray with much
 thankfulness in our hearts…
For this is where happiness
 and gratitude starts! 

We’re thankful to the Lord for
 his unfailing grace…
And for keeping us together
 in this special place…

We’re blessed to have a God who
 is truly worth finding.
His word in our lives is precious
and worth memorizing! 

“Unless the Lord builds the house,
 they labor in vain that build it!”
God must rule and reign…  
 So his love can completely fill it!

 

By Jim Pemberton   
12/12/10



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The Angels Hover

The angels hover over you as you breath, as you sleep.  
They rejoice over every breath you take as your lungs expand 
with and expel the air.  The window of Heaven is open as the angel 
of the Lord encamps around His chosen.
None are more precious to Him than they... His Son asked His 
Father if this flock could be His... His Father said yes, "but you realize 
what this will mean."
Jesus told His Father, "but see, they are everything to Me also, 
let this plan of their redemption and their salvation be because they 
are worth everything to Me."
"Because You love them so much my one and only Son they are 
Your inheritance, Your portion of all there is that you see.  Whatever 
is Mine is also Thine."
When His children are in that other state of being, when they are 
in that other place they cannot ever look away from their Lord and King.
It is likened to a groom who has taken a wife.
The match of a lifetime where either spouse cannot look away, 
both are apt to blush because of the forever eternal honeymoon
that they share.
That's why the Love of our lifetime is always by our side because 
He is our groom and we the Church are His Bride.


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My Thoughts Are Not With You

Dear Jimmie, where ever you are,
I want you to know that I do fail to notice you by far.

You ill-treated me to no end when no one was there,
Around my mother or anyone you would not dare.

When I understood, I labeled as a coward at his best,
I often think about your anger towards me as you rest.

Praying to God about the son you left behind,
He turned out like you over a period of time.

Very abusive to women and others he meet,
??That devil??…I will defeat!

As I grew to understand that what you did was not cool,
Your intact being so cold and cruel.

Why were you so filled with rage I must ask?
Relationships…and marriages should be a Blessing and not a task.

I guess you never learned to love anyone you met,
A sadistic cycle…I am willing to bet.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my son with ALL of my heart,
Through my loving mother’s quest to help me with him, we grew apart.

Now born, living and descended from your evil soul,
An inquiry from him about you I pray remain untold.

“Rest In Peace” I would NEVER say to you…
The pain and hurt you caused me my mother never knew.

Seeing you again is certainly not something I wish,
Forgetting what you done is something I can not accomplish.

Because I see you in my son each and everyday,
I pray to God…that that vicious cycle will go away.

I will not say thank you for my son…because it was God
...and God alone,
I will love him dearly until I am dead and gone.

So again, as I live life I will continue pray…
to God that my son will change 1 DAY!!

Hell,is where you should be…
Thank God there was NEVER a you and me!

Your son's name is J***** jus' in case.
Again, I never hope to see you again face-to-face!

Seems your family tried to cover up why you took your own life,
But it came out that your father, abused you, G**** and your mother B*****, his first wife.

It sad to know that you were probably molested like[ our] son by YOUR dad,
When he died, I was not sad.

All I could think about was that he hurt everyone around him and you were the worst end result,
And  that he was born and raised to be a monsterous adult.

How for back in the family this abuse go,
With him gone, I guess we will never, ever know.

If you are listening from above,
The ONLY thing I regret is that you were never taught to love.

Sincerely Yours, "Jackie"


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Did You Have Any Fear

It was dark in the forest where You knelt and You prayed.
The apostles were close and they slept where they laid.
You prayed to the Father to take what was in Your cup.
Judas was coming, it was going to erupt. 

All that You wanted was His will to be done.
It wasn't for You, You were God's Holy Son.
Your time was at hand and the hour was near.
You knew it was coming, did You have any fear?

You returned to Your friends to find them fast asleep.
You knew they were in trouble, You knew they were in deep. 
Suddenly soldiers are right there in the midst.
As Judas betrays the Son of man with a kiss.

You let them have their way, they thought their will had been done.
It was the will of the father, You were God's Holy Son.
You told Peter to stop when he cut off that mans ear.
You knew it was coming, did You have any fear?

As You prayed to the Father the tears flowed as You cried.
Then You had to tell Peter three times You'ld be denied.
Saint Peter said He'd die before he let them take You.
He was in over his head, he didn't know what to do.

Peter never thought he'd let their will be done.
It cut him so deep, he loved God's Holy Son.
You told him of the rooster and the crow he would hear.
You knew it was coming, did You have any fear?

They put You in chains and they led You away.
No one had a clue of the debt You would pay.
Bloody and raw they put You up on that cross.
You paid for our sins with Your life that it cost.

You cried, "Father forgive them they don't know what they've done!"
Then You gave up Your Spirit, You were God's Holy Son. 
Where You went next was never really clear.
You knew it was coming, did You have any fear?

You were all by yourself, they left You all alone
when the heavenly Father had to call His Son home.
I can't comprehend how You could stand all that pain.
But I know in my heart that You would do it again.

Now on heaven and earth God's will, will be done.
Covered by the blood of His most Holy Son.
When I think of Lord Jesus I'll always shed a tear.
He knew it was coming, He didn't have any fear.


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Coming back

Every time I look into your eyes it's so hard to decide.  I don't know what I see there
anymore it use to be easy because there was nothing there so see because the love you had
had for me was suddenly empty.  Now I'm hearing though that it's coming back and I just
don't understand I'm not feeling that. I know they way it use to feel when you would look
at me and i was the only person that you'd see.  But you told me that your love had faded
and that we should break up so there'd be no hatred.  I didn't understand at the time you
were my world my soul mate or so I thought.  I just don't understand what made you change
your mind because you were with her for a long time.  I don't know if I'm suppose to be
you're rebound or if you truly believe your soulmate in me you found.  i don't understand
if it's just for our son be because if it is this battle will not be won.  I thought that
we both realized how different we were which was why you decided to be with her.  I
believe you need to try and figure this out because it's not just my heart we are talking
about. Our son is older now and he understands this time you will have both our hearts
laid on your hands


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Beneath the Ancient Olive Trees

Beneath the Ancient Olive Trees

Beneath the ancient olive trees
On a hill outside of town
The Son of God was praying
No others made a sound
His disciples all had tired
And drifted off to sleep
Leaving him alone to pray
His own peace to seek

Beneath the ancient olive trees
On a hill outside of town
Jesus called out Father
Can another way be found
Yet not my will but your will
I stand ready for your plan
But give me strength and courage
For I am still part man

Beneath the ancient olive trees
On a hill outside of town
Disciples slept while Jesus wept
And the soldiers came around
Then the one who would betray him
Came up and kissed his cheek
And turning to the soldiers said
This is the one you seek

Beneath the ancient olive trees
On a hill outside of town
The soldiers bound up Jesus
The disciples fled the ground
And the “holy men” of Judah
Turned their backs then to the Lord
And asked that he be crucified
They were all of one accord
On a hill side in the city
A place known as the skull
They nailed him to a cross with thieves
But their victory was null
For as he hung there dying
He cried out – all could hear it
Father it is in your hands
That I now place my spirit

Beneath the ancient olive trees
In a garden three days hence
His tomb, it now stood empty
And the scriptures now made sense
For the Son of God, to save our souls
Must die then rise again
And with this single act of love
Our souls were freed of sin

Mdailey	4/1/12



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Chico the Wino

He drifted into town one day.
We didn't ask his name
Or where he came from.
(Some guessed way up north.)
They called him Chico the Wino.

We didn't muse or ponder
That he was some mother's son --
Jack or Joe or Jim or John --
Who went over there
And couldn't go home again.

We didn't know what he did in the war
Or what the war did to him.

We were just boys
Not quite men,
But he let us be his friends.
He was old -- maybe 25.
His hair was thick and white.
We marveled at that
But we didn't ask why.
His skin was smooth and tan
Except for a circle
Where a ring had been.

He wasn't melancholy or grim --
He could tell a lie or spin a yarn
Or joke and laugh with the guys
 (Except for his eyes)

We found him one day on his cot
Clutching his last bottle of Muscatel.
In his other hand an ancient tin
Crammed with medals
And one golden band.

Somewhere a mother mourns
For Jack or Joe or John or Jim --
For the son who went over there
And never came home again.

Somewhere a young bride
Touches the pillow where he had lain --
The lover who never returned --
And weeps for what might have been.

The mother's son,
The young bride's lover
Were lost far away
In a violent land
And now Chico the Wino
Has at last found what he sought;
His war is over; Peace is bought.


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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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Make Your Family FIRST


Make Your Family First! I know a person who had “a change of heart.” And very shortly his family “fell apart.” He was involved in doing “so many things.” He neglected the duty of what family brings! He became so involved in helping others… He neglected his wife and his kids’ mother! At first, he had the best of intentions… But failed to give his family any kind of attention! He was so busy, and away from home so much. It didn’t take long for him to be “out of touch.” Very soon he found his life “way off course…” And heading down the path of a divorce! He began to ask himself the question; “why?” As he began to hear all of his kids cry! Beyond all of the chaos and “chatter.” He decided that his family DOES matter! He quit doing many of the things he once did. And asked all of his family to please forgive! He’s now the kind of dad that he needs to be! And is with his family so faithfully! May this be a lesson and reminder to us all! How quickly we can get up. How quickly we can fall! May we put an effort into our family as number one! Every mom and dad! Daughter and son! By Jim Pemberton


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For Logan

                              I wanted you from the start
                              when you were born you 
                              stole my heart.
                              I wanted to raise you with
                              your dad by your side, that
                              didn't happen and, yes son I cried.
                              I didn't want to raise you alone
                              so, I moved us back to my home
                              town.

                             To give you grandparents, uncles
                             and, aunts to spoil you rotten, 
                             to love you to death.
                             As a single mom I tried to do
                             the best I truly could for you.
                             Now, your almost 25 and my how
                             the years have truly flown by
                             and though we don't see eye to eye
                             I hope one day Logan  you will see, 
                             how much you truly mean to me.
                             I love you Logan,
                                                Mom


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Kids

As a dad of three I’ve got your measure
We love you protect you give us lots of pleasure
But……mums and dads aren’t as daft as you think we are
Dads give us a fiver and ill wash your car
Mum….can I take a couple of pounds out of the copper jar

My car barely sees water and a sponge because it’s too much mither
And the copper jar that held a tenner now holds just a fiver
And so it goes on

Dad….can I stay out as long as Paul his dad lets him stay out till eleven
A quick call to Paul’s dad guess what Pauls in at seven
We love you dearly but you kids think were daft
But were on to you it’s almost become a craft

And the classic dad can I have my pocket money mums give her last to my brother
A quick word with mum reveals you’ve just had a tenner
Me and your mum we do talk to each other
Clean your room up I’ve asked you 4 times if you don’t that’s it your grounded I said
I’ve done it dad you tell me I go check it’s clean but it’s all under your bed
That’s it your grounded
Toys out of pram and don’t give me that look
You know the one open mouthed astounded
You see mums and dads aren’t daft it’s all part of the game
But…..through all your tantrums and tears
We still love you all the same


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His Story

In a nutshell, here’s the story
Of this Guy and she who bore He
On the surface this description
Reads a lot like science fiction
When a young girl gets a visit
From a being – human isn’t
He tells her that she’s now with child
Though she’s never “Girls Gone Wild”
No, this girl with virgin bod
Hears she’ll have the son of God
And then this being finds this gent
Tells the story – gets his consent
They marry and go on this trip
The child is born, the heavens rip
The beings sing out “Peace on Earth”
And all rejoice then at this birth
The child grows up a normal kid
Doing things that all kids did
But when the kid becomes a man
He carries our his Father’s plan
He heals the sick; makes blind men see
The lame to walk; cures leprosy
Says his power’s from above
Tells them of his Father’s love
Asks them all to love their brothers
And worship God and have no others
Tells them of eternal days
If only they will change their ways
But he upsets the powers that be
They beat him; nail him to a tree
He dies; they put him in the ground
But three days later He is found
Back alive just like he said
Although he died – no longer dead
He said that this fulfilled the plan
That His Father had for man
He asked his friends to carry on
Then rose to heaven and was gone
He said he would return one day
To take us all to God His way
And all his friends then told his story
Of God’s love and His son’s glory

I fear that this, my poor depiction
Came across like science fiction
When in fact the story’s true
The Son of God came here for you
He lived; he died there on the cross
So that all life was not a loss
So sins could then all be forgiven
For all the dead or not yet livin’
He dies to unlock heaven’s gate
For all who love and give up hate
He lived and dies so we could see
The promise of eternity
And how through Him we can achieve
If we love – if we believe
That Jesus Christ – this peaceful lamb
Is one - the same - the Great I Am
That through Him we can rise above
And bask in the glory of God’s love
And all these blessings you’ll receive
If you in truth say you believe

Mdailey	5/23/11
This came to me at 3 AM - I grabbed paper and pen and started writing by the night 
light.  I was done at 4 and was then able to go back to sleep.  Hope it finds you in a 
receptive mood.



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My Love

As i step through the light, 
suddenly it becomes clear, 
your the reason for my life, 
but i was scared of all the fear. 
Your my son, my blood, you came from me, 
your my life i love you your the reason i breathe. 
Before you came my life had no meaning, 
now that your here seeing is believing. 
I never knew i could have the feelings i have for you, 
my son, my love, my life, you came to my rescue.


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On this road again, wasting time.

                                                                                                       
So good to see you once again. 
We could sit and talk about it
Forever.
Or continue on with the journey 
Down this road of entity. 
It’s a long way 
Before we get there.
Many bridges we will ravage,
Before we come home. 
We’ll signify on the way,
There is so much ahead of us
I don‘t want to miss. 

Look at those meager souls
Out there in the distance, 
Bedeviled. 
They seem so vacant. 
Can’t they discern?
Through his eyes they will see tranquility.
To conceive a path on the way.
A passage to convey with immunity
On their way home.
Everyone will want to see.
Surely this, they will miss.

As i turn from the distance
To see you beside me,
My focus seized by a reflection.
The shine of deity 
within your eyes.
Darkness has receded,
Skies filled luminous red and purple. 
The end of the road is sublime,
Over those gates peer into ecstasy.
Hope to identify her facade.
Cant wait to meet him.
My own sea of rebuttal 
Needs to be set in place.

Drifted soul in the shadows
Squint toward divinity.
This road is far too long
To be stricken with reason.
He doesn’t believe you can’t see.
Surely this, you will miss.


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Just Love and Peace

Simple as that, just love and peace.
Writing for all who need a release. 
Writing for those who can't seem to find 
A poem that compliments days and nightime.

Dream time comes I wake but don't write.
No need to bother, be silly laugh light.
I plea for comedic, no drama because, 
it makes things pecuilar and creates too much buzz.
So the lesson plan today is simply just laugh.
Just peace and love, you hold the bat.


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First Love

I met this girl when I was 14
Prettiest thing I'd ever seen
We met in a field, she asked me to dance
Her green dress and perfume put me in a trance
She told me she loved me
She told me she cared
She told me we'd always be
Together, she sweared
Late one night we went for a walk
I felt a little tired so we stopped and talked
I kissed her on the neck and whispered in her ear
"I'm your vision and you're my seer."

I love her
I'm sure

Loved this girl from when we first met
Our hearts were pumpin', our minds were set
We'd be happy forever, she'd never go
We were actors and life was just a show
I told her I'd love her
I told her I'd care
She was my cure
That I wanted to share
Everybody loved her, but she loved me the most
Everyday she was my guest and I was her host
But one night I woke up from my dream and I found
That my girl had left without a word, without a sound

I miss her
I'm sure

I searched and searched, but to no avail
She didn't leave me nothin', not even a trail
I think they took her away, we had too much fun
It was the man who makes the rules, the man with a gun
I missed her dear
Oh, I missed her so
This was my fear
That she would go
So I went for a walk, without my girl it was weird
But then I started thinkin', my mind had cleared
This girl clouded my mind from when we first met
I didn't need her love, my mind was set

I'm alright without her
I'm pretty sure

I haven't seen her since that dark starry night
I don't know why I feel this way, it just feels right
I think about her from time to time
Too bad lovin' my girl was a crime
I wonder if I'll ever see her again
I think I'll just wait 'till then

Maybe one last ride wouldn't hurt


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God's love is the most valuable gift

God's love is the most valuable gift..

God loves you and me with an everlasting love
He has drawn us with His loving kindness
God wants us to love our enemies and do good to all
and nothing to expect anything in return
Because He will reward us with His love and mercy
God's love is the most valuable gift to obtain from Him
His love is very different from human love. 
It is unconditional love without feelings or emotions
His love is beautiful with divine power and peace 
God's love is a vision of our life and power of nature
God is love and His wisdom and faith lives in our soul
God's grace is freely given to us and let His love come in
God truly is the comforter and we have to pray Him
God loved our universe and gave His begotten son
Jesus Christ and told us who ever believeth His son 
should not perish, but having everlasting life.
Because of love for us, God's son Jesus Christ gave His
life on a cross at Calvary. 


Ravi sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @ 2005 Ravi Sathasivam


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I Love You

I love you is more than just my words,

 

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

Love is a magnet igniting sparks to try higher light.

Love connects beaming light twinkling at midnight.

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

 

I love you is more than me,

 

Love is pending in the depths of me I touch.

This is more than what I can realistically feel.            

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

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

 

I love you is less than you,

 

It is an uncut gashing wound,

With lifetimes of a scored scar,

It is a typhoon of who you are,

Apparently, it is difficult to do!

 

I love you is less than them,

 

It is always lost,

It is never found,

It binds to a cost,

Hearts are bound.

 

I love just like you,

And you love just like me!

 

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

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

 

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

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

 


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To my First Born

To my first born we are  so proud of you
you were a good boy but a bit ornery too
a shy little lad and as cute as could be
your eyes they were as blue as the sea
you and your brother and sisters would play
had a good time while your dad was away
when your dad got home we'd all wait to see 
was he going to be sober or  drunk as could be
he always picked on you and made you so sad
you said when I grow up I won't be like my dad
we made a decision we had to find a new home
life would be better if you kids and I lived alone
but when you were eighteen your vow didn't last
you followed you dad down that old alcohol path
and for many long years on that road you did stay
and for all of those years on my knees I did pray
I would say son one day you're going to be free
and what a great witness to others you going to be
 three years ago you walked through the door
and said mom I'm not going to drink any more
and now you go to AA and meet with your friends
and now we don't  worry  where you have been
just a short time later you met the love of your life
and in just a few weeks you made her your wife
February 21  2007 you two  had a beautiful baby girl
Melissa Dawn came in and brightened our world
 we all see a miracle when we look into your face
we thank our heavenly Father for keeping you safe
God is so faithful  when we  trust him with our heart 
and Billy Ray  thank you so much for doing your part
words can't say just how much we love you



  To Billy Ray













 










Details | I do not know? | |

Fourteen

Twisting, turning tearing apart
Your like a Tornado to my heart
Every time I pick up the peaces put them back
Here you come again with another attack

I can not forsake you
Or walk away
You are my baby boy in blue
I have to stay


Details | Ballad | |

A FORBIDDEN THOUGHT

Unconvincing words
is what I hear...
and need, not want
keeps bursting out
of your pathetic thoughts;
all is gone so sore!

A fobidden thought,
not spoken for your own sake,
what you hide is plain and clear;
when that voice starts shaking,
and those eyes start rolling:
I lose faith in everything you say,
look at me, and be as true as yesterday!
Have I ever kept a secret, or been insincere?
Sympathy wouldn't be in me today,
unless you revealed that forbidden thought!

Secrets can cause doubts,
enought to destroy trust and confidence;
are you still hanging on pretense?
Go beyond the storm and foresee
things that can't  ever been seen;
put it all to rest ...it's your last chance!    

A forbidden thought 
locked inside so shamefully
is another reason to fear truth;
being so untrue and silent
doesn't make easier for me
to forgive you like I would like toI 
A forbidden thought
lingering on unspoken lips
makes me sad and wonder why
it seems hard to face
the consequence of a lie...
when all you have to do is apologize!

A forbdden thought so unspoken,
never sheds light on anything too foregone;
something lost to time that only  love can
bring back from its deep darkness!
A forbidden thought follows a gloomy dawn,
afraid that the silence will find a voice!




Details | Cowboy | |

' Outlaw Ballad ... ' (Part 1 of 2) (Cowboy Poem # 9)

You Rode Into My Town
Gunned all The Lonely Deputies Down
Blew-Up The Bank Of Trust, In Our Face …
Where, There Was Hope … Is Now Empty Space …
               … Now, I Gotta Chase You ! …

        Outlaw !
Armed and Dangerous
        Outlaw !
Jesse James, Would Be Jealous
  … of You – Outlaw !
You’re Outrageous …
… and You’re An Outlaw ! …

Stealing Hearts, Like They Was Gold
… Silver Bullets, Are The Lies, You Told
Just A Masked-Man, Running Away …
No Longing-Arms, Can Make You Stay
                 … This Is Where You Pay (Now) ! …

        Outlaw !
# 1 On Our Wanted List …
        Outlaw !
They Told Me You Never Miss ! …
        Outlaw !
… In A Duel, or A Quick Kiss …
… You’re An Outlaw !

Rustlin’ Cows and Cheating at Cards
Done Knocked Down, Many A Weak and Off-Guard
I Will Chase You Long and Hard
To Show You, How It Feels To Be Scarred …
                  … My Personal Reward ! …

        Outlaw !
$ 10,000.00 Reward
        Outlaw !
A Dollar, For Each Broken Heart
        Outlaw !
… Better Get A Head-Start …
        Outlaw !

Chorus:

Oh, I didn’t do Anything / That’s What All Outlaws Sing!
Oh, I didn’t do Anything / Then, This is Just A Real Bad Dream!
Oh, I didn’t do Anything / Stop! … Then, Where’s Her Dadgum Ring? …
                                Outlaw …

You Avoid Honor, Like A Hangman’s Noose
Out There, Wild and Still Running Loose
Wanted Posters, Up On Every Wall
When They Look At It … Tears Just Fall …
                   … You’re A Real Quick-Draw ! …

        Outlaw !
Look At That Brim …
        Outlaw !
Cocked-Low, Like A Trigger-Rim …
        Outlaw !
… Yeah, That’s Him ! …
 … It’s The Outlaw ! …

This is Showdown For Nerves-On-Edge
No More Hide-Outs; Not Another Hedge
No More Ladies, Lying On A Ledge
No More Lies, Or A Broken Pledge …
                   … See This Badge !!! …

        Outlaw !
I Shoot Straight From A Curve-Hip …
        Outlaw !
You Won’t Get To Give Me The Slip …
        Outlaw !
You’re Gonna Get Wild-Whipped …
        Outlaw !

Chorus:

Girl, I Know You’re Hurtin’ / But He Was Only Flirtin’
Luv, Stop Your Crying / Break Free From His Lying
Hon, I’m Doing You A Favor / He Ain’t Never Gonna Put No Ring On Your Finger …
                           He’s An Outlaw ! 

                           (Part One of Two)


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When Life Get's TOUGH

I’m here to tell you that when “the going get’s rough…” A simple, “God bless you!” May not be enough! Just when you think things in life are getting you down… And perhaps there’s “not a friend anywhere to be found…” Perhaps… Right now… You find yourself right there! Let me encourage you to try some prayer! Jesus is as close as the mention of his name! With him in control… Things will never be the same! He’ll speak peace to the raging waters of life’s ocean… And will give to you… His 100% “love potion!” He’ll bring peace and healing to your heart and home. He’s always there with you. You’re NEVER alone! The chains of discouragement will simply disappear… His perfect love will cast out all fear! He’ll pick up the pieces of life that are broken... As you allow his words of love and hope to be spoken. He’ll do for you what no power or god can do… He’s here right now He’s waiting for YOU! By Jim Pemberton 04/26/11


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unfortunately known

Days go by
Silence wares
You walked away
I don’t know who you are

Lie your breath
Fingers through your hair
Songs you knew you’d sing
Only I truly know what you mean

Growing up they held your hopes
Hid your dreams
Loved you such
You wrote them all away
No one knows it’s us

Smiles are tattoos your mirror hides
I held you cure from saddened eyes
I took a wishful truth
And wiped away your cries

You change your status
Ruminants of what happened
Ain’t it funny
How those you love disappear

They held you close
You kept your church
I’m lost in you 
And now you’re hurt
No one knows we’re us

"I wonder where you are
I don’t know what else to do
I worry that you love me still
I feel the same
But I don’t need to sing"


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A Relationship That Matters The Most



A Relationship That Matters The Most! I often hear about people’s “online relationships.” They often talk about this and their friendship. So often they will post about their “encounters.” Things important to them... And what really “matters.” Relationships are often sort of a difficult thing. One doesn’t know the consequences they may bring. Too often people wind up in some sort of confusion… As they try to find the one who’ll bring “a solution.” There’s a relationship that you need to find out… What the true meaning of a commitment is all about! This relationship is the most important one for you! Whoever you are… This one will always LOVE YOU! You need to spend time with the lord above! Allowing him to fill you with his enduring love! Only Jesus can provide the kind of fulfillment you seek! He can meet your needs, each day of the week! Only he can give to you true purpose and meaning! His mercy and beauty he is always revealing! Why not spend intimate moments with him alone? And allow him to be the lord of your life and home? The kind of love you need… You’ll never obtain! Until that day when you call on HIS name! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Acrostic | |

Merry Christmas

May
Everyone
Readily
Receive
You.
Christ
Has
Risen
Intimate
Saviour
To
Make
All 
Sinless.


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My Dad Left Me My Heavenly Father Found Me

I remember dad tucking 
me into bed each night.
I somehow knew "everything was
 going to be allright."

The Bible stories he had read.
Each night before I went to bed.

I remember the smile dad had on his face.
It was like "love all over the place."

Then one night.  he left.  I didn't know why.
The many nights I'd lay awake and would cry.

How could this happen?  I was so sad.
I became very upset, angry and mad.

How could God let this 
happen to our family?
I thought dad loved us and was happy.

He never returned.  Never did explain.
I began to curse even the 
mention of his name.

Then one day I read the Bible 
and began to see.
How much Jesus really
 does love me!

I asked him to be the father
 of my life today.
I'll never forget the words he had to say;

"I'll be with you each step that is taken."
I love you so much...  
You're never forsaken!"

Jesus... my heavenly father, has given
 me love so precious.
I have a relationship with him...
 that's so nutritious!

My dad left me. My (heavenly)
father found me.
And now each day... 
His love surrounds me!

By JIm Pemberton 
03/28/09


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My Heart

I can't find the words to console you
the right lyrics to take over and control you
but theres nothing that we can do
the good times will come and the bad times will pass
We're running in a race and were going way to fast
I don't want to let you in for the fear that you may win
My heart...............

Oh when my camera takes a snapshot
smile with every miniscule amount of happiness that I've got
Feet in the sand, walking hand in hand
dancing to the band I don't want to go on because at the crack of dawn
you may break
my heart.........

As the rain bombards my hair
wetness everywhere shake it out its okay
you'll keep me dry if I stay but if I stay
the fear is near that I may give you
My heart...............


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Dakota's Poem

I am finally home with you...
To show you Mamas love is true...
I love you my baby boy...
You fill my life with motherly joy...
I am sorry I had to work so many years...
I wanted to take away your fears.

Now you are eleven years old...
Your eyes tell the stories told...
You had me believing that Benjamin Franklin 
got eating after he died...
I really didn't know you lied...
So I had to read your book...
As you and Daddy smiled with a look.


You bring such smiles to my face...
I love you my son with all your grace...
When you sing to me I love to hear your song...
None of the lyrics seem to long...
You are my precious baby boy...
Thank you for bringing my heart such joy.


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Lord help us Forgive

Oh Lord, in this one life that we live
Help us to love and to forgive

When words so cruel and unkindly spoken
Are tossed at our hearts making them broken
Anger and rage rise out of the ashes
Words that won’t erase our tongue quickly unlashes
 
Oh Lord, help us to seek not with vengeance to wound
By bitterness our own soul only gets doomed

Oh Lord, in this one life that we live
Help us to love and to forgive

When things so unfair are slated our share
When un-thoughtful hurts are doled with no care
Stubborn ugly Pride raises its head
To duty and goodness makes our soul dead

Oh Lord, help us to know wounds are not meant to be grown
These weeds of the heart are meant to be thrown

Oh Lord, in this one life that we live
Help us to love and to forgive

When things we’ve done in an unwise moment have broken
Our fair reputation that was our only good token
Remorse and regrets rise to en-shackle
Feelings a human heart by itself can’t tackle

Oh Lord, help us to not be engulfed by our own sorrow
By forgiving ourselves walk into a better tomorrow

Oh Lord, You have shown us to forgive friend and foe
You have forgiven us, so we don’t have to drown in our woe
So Lord, in this one life that we live
Help us to love like You and to like You forgive.


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More Like You

You come to me on bended knee,
Mommy will you tell me a story?
Will you hold me tight,
Before you go to sleep tonight?
Tomorrow can we play,
What is a mother to say?
Can you see me in you,
Can you teach me to love as you do?
Can you make me laugh and smile,
Mommy I love being your child.
Mommy will you still love me when I'm all grown-up,
My answer of course is "Yes, my love".
Mommy can I grow up and be like you,
But my darling, it is I who wishes I were more like you.
And when I have faded from this world and all you can do is recall,
Just remember it was I who loved you first and most of all!

To my darling babies: Xach and Kylee


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The Gift

THE GIFT 		09/15/2011			1526

God is great and God is good
Each of us is a wonderful gift created by our Father’s love
How everything that we need is present and represented 
In all that surrounds us in our lives, He is the one that sent it
Seeing His son hang for our sins with 2 thieves by His side
With His suffering for our trespasses, there was no pride, 
Only a beautiful gift dripping away in blood
God’s tears as He gave us His only begotten Son 

He gave us more than any earthly person ever would
Gifts we don’t appreciate, so often misunderstood
During this journey, the people in our lives are where we see God face to face
Victory after victory, splash after splash of God’s thirst quenching grace
All in the face of the people in our lives who can never be replaced 
From conception to laughter,
In each of our stories, there are unread chapters
With lovers of “the word” sent with their own gift, their own message
Their own interpretation, their own blessing
Helping us to pass each “transgressional” testing,
By blood or by acquaintance, misfortune or circumstance
Those in our lives are here with provisions and life lessons
Preparations and encouragement, by order of God’s suggestion
Neither lonely nor dismayed, unprepared or without truth
We will flourish and continue if the “The Word” is our root

God is great and He provides what is good
The perfected masterpiece of love has been withstood
Friends and family who are God’s chosen ones
Sent to love us unconditionally whether we are considered something or none
With shoulders to lean on, and with an attentive ear
Someone to offer their support as we dry that last tear
With God’s light and His salvation whom shall we fear?
His love is always near… 
A gift neatly wrapped called family and friends


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Dear God I Don't Want To Be DEPRESSED Anymore

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
2007


Details | ABC | |

Prison Song/Love Prison

Hands and feet shackled
You are traped and can't get out
Doing time away from me and our son 

Love, god,and our son is making you strong
You are in place you don't want to be
I miss you like crazy 

The life we was going to have we will have in time
You are sick of that place 
You have to keep a low profile
How can we deal with this 

I'm not going to cry because I can't anymore 
I am going to be strong for you and our son
I feel like my hands and feet are shackled too but not in that way

I am in love with you and in the love prison
Think about a special place and me 
We can be in the love prison together

We will be together in time in the love prison
I can't wait til you get out of the other prison
I still love you 
I have your back til the day I die
I am not going to leave you
I am never going to leave  this love prison that we are in
Prison Song/Love Prison

Vanessa Brown-Woodberry

For my Husband Antwan Woodberry I love you Baby




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The Book of You

I see you, more than you understand
Your heart, your soul, its like the perfect book

Your heart it beats and yet you do not live
Why do you resign yourself to such a fate,
A fate, an attempt at life that is such a waste

I know in your heart you wish things where different
Wish the past had not happened, 
Wished that your heart did not ache so much

This wish is futile, to wish your heart away is to hide
Do not hide from what enriches your life
You will forever remember this
Learn from these pages in your book 

Yet that crippling pain is likely the purest emotion you have felt
I am here staring into you, reading you

I see your soul for what it is,
It is struggling to restore your shattered heart
Your greatest weakness is your fear

You fear for what can be, for the next pain
So many times you have been shattered
Many times broken and defeated

But you must learn to fight back
Learning that pain is only the beginning is the only way

Without this I doubt your heart or your soul will survive
Survive the apocalypse of your life, fate has not ended it
This is after all just the beginning of your future

I beg you to continue your life,
I yearn to read into your heart, mind and soul more

Please forgive my selfishness but I need you to continue
The waste of your heart is too much
The waste of a soul like yours is a shame

I will pass you the string for which to sew your heart
I will pass you each piece, each shard of your soul
Allow yourself time to heal,
The process is only as slow as you make it

Demand your heart to listen to your mind
Falling back into the pit of despair is truly mad
If you allow yourself to fall within its inky depths
Then forever will its dark tentacles enwrap your heart

You have felt the pain now, felt it keenly
Do not fall into vengeance, it is seductive, it is sweet
But it is a short reprieve from the darkness

Take heart, the good die young is what we're told
The better die last.
The best live eternal in their love, for true love is eternal
That love will forever last in another’s hear.

Do not give in to pain,
Do not give in to hate,
Give in to your recovery.


Details | Free verse | |

Please Lord: A Soldier's Prayer

Please Lord: A Soldier's Prayer

Dear Lord,
Please tell my son that I was sorry 
that I was not there when he was born
Tell him that missed his first step and
the first time he said "dada"
Tell him that his first day of school was a
story his mommy told me in a letter from home
Let him know that I wish I could be there to play
catch with him on a hot summer day and I will not be the
one to cheer him when he pitches his first no-hitter.
I will not see the light in his eye when he brings home
his first of many true loves
and I will not be there when he finally chooses the one
I will not be there to hear his son scream
at the first moment of life.
and "papa" will not be there to hold him.
Dear Lord, please do not tell him that you last saw me
I was laying face down in Iraqi sand stained with my blood