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Forgotten Valentine

The world is made for lovers, on this new Valentines Day
And that was from my brother because it had gone astray.

He sent it to his girlfriend; I had hoped the card was for me
But when I opened it, I was shocked at the words I did see.

My brother professing love for me, I knew his handwriting well
He told me how I would see his heart begin to swell.

As you may imagine, this shocked me to the core
When the postman came back and knocked upon the door.

“That card I put through here, it was not meant for you
I know your brother well and he asked me this to do.

Put it through his girlfriend’s door, to save the prices a stamp
I have put it though the wrong one, the bulbs gone in the street lamp.”

“That’s ok”. I said, but you must have one for me
“Sorry love” he said, “You are a forgotten Valentine again I see.”

11.02/2013 ©

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Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit

Earth is what we become and makes us whole.
 Air is the first and last thing we breathe in.
Fire is what consumes us and eats our sin.
 Water cleanses us, mind, body and soul.

Spirit is in us all and makes us who we are.
  Without these we would fall oh so far.

Invite them into our sacred circle and pay tribute.
 As we are condemned, we are resolute. 

We love fiercely and fight for our freedom.
 Ignorance breeds fear and unwisdom. 

Thank them for gracing us with their presence.
 While we give our thanks and recompense.

Exhilarated and feeling like a newborn child, 
 Wow this circle's "magic" is wild.

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Desert Wanderer

Desert Wanderer with not a cup-
I'll hold you tight and lift you up-

I'll give you aid and lend my strength-
And take you far, to a great length-

To see your safety and a healthy smile-
You are worth life, have no self- denial-

I promised you in, a time now gone past-
That my love forever, surely shall last-

For you are my Desert Wanderer dreary-
Take this sorrow and be your eyes so teary-

I promise you now, and in the here after-
You will find love, placed inside my laughter-

We will stay one, toghether and all-
Always shall I be waiting for your call-

My Desert Wanderer with not a cup-
Hold my hand, I will lift you up-

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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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Pokemon Birthday Wishes

Charmanders are red and Squirtles are blue
If you were a Pokemon I would always choose you

You’re smile is stronger than a hyperbeam
Like Jesse and James we make the perfect team

I will stand by your side like Pikachu and Ash
I’ll love you more than a level eighty Rapidash

You’re more legendary than a Lapras, Entei or Mew
Out of all six hundred and forty Pokemon, I would always choose you

This poem was written by my 11 year old granddaughter Kisha Cherington, my grandson would have been 19 on the 13/07/2013, and he loved Pokemon very much, his sister still misses him and I thought this was just a great couplet she wrote for him, so wanted to share and hope others will enjoy her poem.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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In Dreams

In Dreams

Family reunion, can't get enough
Chillin' and talkin' about all kinds of stuff

Homemade ice cream taste so good
Want to eat it all day, if I could I would

We laugh and talk about old times
Relaxing and sipping on our favorite wines

My brother in law says I have a gift for you
It is a ring all shiny and new

I tell him I will cherish it and clinch the ring real tight
I know I am waking up from my dream tonight

My brother in law visited me from the beyond
A gift I will treasure, our family bond

Contest by: Francine Roberts
September 22, 2012

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Summer Fun---grammer school days

The day was hot as red rose sunny
We gathered eggs from holes like a bunny

Down to the grocer’s store we went
Sold our eggs funds on candies spent

With grandma abed off comes the coat
On goes the sneakers shaped like a boat  

Big brother goes racing up to the gate
The youngest trying to be quiet shout wait

Round the corner comes the show truck
Reels of movies in boxes securely tuck

Hercules Ben Hur High Noon Dracula and such
We saw them o’er and o’er he hadn’t  much

Big brother hops on the truck going up the hill
The youngest and I ran behind we know the drill

Hopping onto trucks is a skill perfected by boys
We girls had to be content playing with toys

Inside the show house the movie starts
Everyone must hear our throbbing  hearts

Written Sept. 8 2012
For Craig's contest: Summer Fun

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In My Dreams

~In My Dreams~ I can’t believe it look what I see! There you are looking at me. How did you know we just talked of you? A thousand miles from home, can this be true? To see you there is like the lottery win I never thought I’d see you again. The world is small and gets smaller each day What a fantastic thing has happened today. Your eyes are just as I knew and remembered You hair a little thinner that I think was intended. I never thought you would be so tanned Gosh how I have dreamed of holding you hand. How come you are here in my hiding place? No matter, I always wanted to look at your face. Come here; come hug me I just can’t believe So strong and warm for you I did grieve. You have never met your brother –in-law! I felt a bump on the head I was then on the floor. I cried as I realised it was not as it seemed For my little dead brother was just in my dream.
©20/09/2012 ~GG~

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Death in the Family

Curious lights flash through the door, 
Strange beckonings leave you wanting more.
Drawn to the lights you step outside,
Into the night where danger may hide.

Striding boldly you search for the source,
Stepping lively you determine your course.
Every step brings you nearer,
While your surroundings grow ever stranger.

Dazzling lights flash in the darkness,
Showing garish flashes of horrid harshness.
Steps grow timid, but much faster,
To avoid unknown disaster.

The devil dances just out of sight,
Cackling at his fortune this ghastly night.
The darkness fades with the sunrise,
Revealing the morbid cast of Death and Demise.

Then time passes and small things change,
But the cries of sirens you never heard still cry,
Never silenced within your brain,
Ever crying out the day that you began to die.

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My History of Me, One Day

We awakened, we argued, just like we had done before
It was mostly about football, the Celtic versus Rangers score

I would choose my team, as usual he would choose his
Pushing and shoving would then entail, growing brotherly bliss

But this was a day that was going to unite us, brothers, yes we
For we were getting our uniforms, the Boys Brigade's 4th Company

Football squabbles we left behind, to Bishop Edens we would go
It's our Primary School, did I tell you, our learning's in scholar show

As usual we met at playtime, in the same team we always played
We were like Pele, no doubt, well! it's what we tried to display

To the clock we always watched, as we told each other after school
Lets hurry home to have supper, for the 4th Company in us ruled

We left the caravan together, then brotherly competition arrived
Hey James! I'll race you to the canal, my little legs in strive

Into the distance he ran, blimey! he's much faster than I thought
I must continue to look up to him, he's my elder, I'm sure well taught

Just as I turned the corner, now knowing that I'm lagging behind
One minute he was there then gone, images now run through my mind

What I have witnessed, is now focused, a JU250 van has swept him away
It's impact I feel in my heart, I'm now in slow motion play

I now reach the junction, in my peripheral I hear my brother scream
Nothing like this I have heard, am I absorbed in a nightmare dream

The driver exits the van, his head he holds in his hands
I'm seven years old in tears, just trying to understand

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The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........

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Blood Brothers

My children mean more than the world to me
Molding little men into what they could become

Each day brings with it fresh kisses
Not one one them Mommy misses

Challenges met, some old, some new
Pictures reminding us how much they grew

As hard as each day can seem
Patience is a virtue, helping redeem

Wanting what all parents want for their kids
Teaching and learning underneath their lids

To be smart and strong and ever so kind
Brothers united, forever blood, their bind

Not all brothers connect the same way
Puzzle pieces teaching each other what's right to say

Somethings are easier to learn than others
Only time will tell if they can love each other as brothers

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Thanksgiving's Picky Boy

He passed on turkey, passed on ham
and even on Mom’s candied yams!

He passed, for sure, on salad greens
and carrots, peas and lima beans!

He passed on Mom’s best home-baked bread
and cheeses ready to be spread.

The gravy and the mashed potatoes:
Those he passed on - and tomatoes.

Mom then served desserts; we knew
he’d pass on pie and ice cream too!

But for fruit JELLO, the small brat
yelled, “Mom, please pass me ALL of that!”

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Into the Darkness, But I Emerged

I wish I was asked this question when I was five years old
For it's a question I would have answered as my words unfold

This never happened yesterday, it was way back, 1966
What made our neighbour decide, to ignite his floorboards sticks

Our whole house woke in panic, smoke billowed everywhere
Into the darkness we stared, at five years old and scared

Thoughts running through my head, confused in a darkening world
Then suddenly I could see, my vision became un-blurred

What I took I couldn't grab, for it was already a part of me
For I, I took myself, and thanked my eyes to see

But going back to the original question, just what would I grab
It would have been an image of my brother, he was seven, and he was fab

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Searching for Summer


The region that makes my blood grow green
Where are you in this pastoral's den?

Your vivid eyes is now poor like muddy hut
What has really come over you?

Behold our pebbles of gold and our planting grown
Ona, What is next to god you want?


Your nerve is forgotten so soon 
Our share of roses and dine in the garden

It seem so soon, it is drying out from your memory
Our share of chopper and run for grasshopper

Honey, can't you call those days back
Our lone under the forest trees 

Have you forgot our prayer for success 
And our collective effort for your journey abroad...

...My lady, I will wait for many time
Because only you can complete me

My Summer, if to remain a pole with no hold
So long as you will return, I will not mind.

For your Light is my strength in the field
And brilliant kisses around natures are memories unforgotten.

Let someone  please find me my summer
And tell her to come back home.

BY: Abdulhafeez T. Oyewole

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My Pal Joey

<                                         my pal Joe
                                    well don't you just know

                                     his illuminating writes
                              will drawn you to his pages site

                    epulaeryu ~ burlesque ~ didactics ~ or sonnets
                      you'll wanna wear a nice and sunny bonnet

                                          land sea or air
                            let your imagination take you there


                                     inspiration bounded for your soul
                                       my pal Joe surely does know

                                  glad he's just a phone call away
                                 to lift my spirits in so many ways

                                    and if you want succulant mango
                                first you'll have to dance to the tango

                                        So please stop on by 
                          to give my pal Joseph Spence's poetry a try

Entry For
Adaleke Adeite's
Praise Your Poetry Pal Contest
GL All

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I Lost My Brother, So

Don't tell me that you understand, don't tell me that you know,

Don't tell me that I will survive, how I will surely grow.

Don't tell me this is just a test, that I am truly blessed,

That I am chosen for this task, apart from all the rest.

Don't come at me with answers that can only come from me,

Don't tell me how my grief will pass, that I will soon be free.

Don't stand in pious judgment of the bonds I must untie,

Don't tell me how to suffer, don't tell me how to cry.

My life is filled with selfishness, my pain is all I see,

But I need you, I need your love, unconditionally.

Accept me in my ups and downs, I need someone to share,

Just hold my hand and let me cry, and say,

"My friend, I really do care."

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My brother, Preston Jacob Simon. The one who played catch with me in the past, The guy who throws the ball extremely fast. My brother, The guy who graduated in 2006, Guess what college he goes ahead and picks. My brother, UNLV is where he has been, Although he graduated from there in 2010. My brother, The one who got engaged three days later, He says life in Seattle is so much greater. My brother, The guy who used to work at Panera Bread, His career there is officially dead. My brother, He stands tall at 6’3”, He was the GM of two restaurants with a criminal justice degree. My brother, In the restaurant business since age 16, He’s pretty close to rolling in the green. My brother, 2012 is his marriage year, When he first knelt down he was bursting with fear. My brother, The dude who told me it wasn’t too late, To pick up my grades in order to graduate. My brother, The guy I haven’t seen in so very long, The one that always beats me in a game of Ping Pong. My brother, He’s always been there and never let me down, I cry tears of joy when I know he’s in town. My brother, The guy who’s an Austin Bulldog at heart, Travis Tigers rule supreme, where do I even start. My brother, We’ve had our moments; we’ve had our days, We’ve had those times when all we could do is praise. My brother, Preston Jacob Simon

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Images of that Monday Night

Please take a moment and open your thoughts As you enter my mind to the contests sought To run as brothers one faster than the other Running to catch up to shadow his brother One turns the corner the other behind Just as he turns in your eyes you now find Through me you see a main road just ahead You see your brother, in seconds he's dead Listen to the impact as he is hit by a van Slow motion now shows, as different worlds ran Tyres are screeching, or is it my brother For fifty yards he's been dragged, a young life in smother To reach the opening that your past images have seen A nine year old boy against a modern machine To look through my eyes on that Monday night At seven years old I turned and took fright How I got back to my father I'll never know In monsoon of tears under street light glow To be so young to say your brother is dead For the past forty two years, my dreams I still dread

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Brotherly Christmas Love

Silver streamers and many a purple light
glowing against a splendid tree of white.

The hallway's decked in lavender and blue
conveying warmth to all within it's view.

Will be a special holiday this year-
my long-lost brother will visit me here.

The years have rolled by-sadly we lost touch
but I never stopped loving him so much.

He's promised to come so I'm making things jolly-
I even found some lovely purple holly!

Everywhere he'll see my unique style
and feel the warmth as we sit for awhile.

We'll speak of things that neither of us knew
of life and love and trials we've been through.

This Christmas all the years will disappear
and I will be so blessed to have him near!

By Deb Wilson
for contest"Holiday Hearth"
sponsored by Linda-Marie Sweetheart of PS

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Sibling Rivalry: Hitting

Sibling Rivalry: Hitting
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Time after time my brother hit me.
Rather than fight, I would quickly flee.
Too many days, I ran into mom.
Sometimes she'd explode just like a bomb!

One day she looked me straight in the eye.
You must fight back. You must at least try.
Don't come crying, if you haven't hit back.
I will spank you.  You'll feel the switch crack.

How I could do it, I did not know.
Smack my brother so courage would grow?
For several days, he left me alone.
Then, it happened, a hit then a moan.

Down on the ground, he was in a flash.
I, on his chest, his face I did bash.
Over and over my fist hit face.
One last slug and to mom I did race.

Right behind me, steadily crying.
To hear him, you'd think he was dying.
She started to scold; I did remind.
You said, “Hit him… “ Or trouble was mine. 

That was the day I stood for myself.
And put some fear to rest on a shelf.
The day I learned, through my brother's moan.
Thanks goes to Mom, my courage had grown.

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                     "  Rakhi - for my brother  "

Threads of Rakhi twined in love,
Connote a sister's love for her brother,

Love that got obscured in busy life,
Distance progressed as we adored our families,

But only seemingly parted, 
Souls still one and a single thought,

Born of one mother, lived 
together for years
Celebrated, faught, annoyed, 
conciliated and understood each other,

Endeavoured on all topics,
Lived by each other in all thick and thin,

Childhood days are not just memories,
But to cherish and a reason to live,

Some family values, expressed by subtler gestures,
And immersed Into these fragrances..............

Are tender strings of Rakhi.

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Still Connected

From planted seeds, trees have grown.
My hope, regards this scene, is to remind you of home.

Rooted and grounded have the trees come to be.
From different forests, though, are both you and me.

Yet, like one tree that grows and bares many branches:
Rather northward, to the south, eastward, or to the west;

And no matter where fruits from a tree are selected.
I want you to know we're still connected.

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Samuel's Heart

As the "Legends of the Fall" unfold
One story stands out, needs to be told

When Samuel heads out to fight a world war
Brother Tristan is sent to be his protector

Young Samuel's motives were clear and pure
And the ravages of war he chose to endure

But to a barb wire fence he clung, then fell
As enemy rifles cast their deathly knell

Renegade Tristan resolved to seek vengeance
As he watched his brother's soul sent to the heavens

He not only killed enemies, but scalped them as well
Then returned to the site where Samuel fell

As taught by a Native American wise man
He removed Samuel's heart, brought it home again

To bury on a serene Montana hilltop
But the tears in his eyes, Tristan could not stop

For Samuel and Suzzanah would never be wed
And Tristan cried so hard, his tears ran red

He felt like a failure, his world fell apart
But at least he'd returned Samuel's precious heart

To the family ranch where his brothers and he
Had been raised by their father so lovingly

Legends live on and this much I surely know
Brad Pitt stole my heart as well as the show

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My American Soldier

When you walked away I said I wouln't cry but I almost did when you said goodbye when you did come home you weren't very well you said you weren't hurting but you were I could tell I stayed by your side as your breath slid away whispered to you on your final day as you took your last breath you told me don't cry no matter what happens this isn't goodbye you now have peace my soldier lay at rest because you my american soldier were one of the best as time goes past as you asked I don't cry I kept my word because you promised this wasn't goodbye.

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Writers Rock

Like to get rabies.
That's the way babies rock.

Like nice highlighters.
That's the way Writers rock.

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Who Love's Ya Baby

who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see

I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid

I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid

brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle

my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because

I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama

my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze

even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above

paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs

milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu

bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best

so who loves me
well lets just continue to see

Tribute To Love

Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's 
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest

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My Brother's Smoothie

My brother lives a health food life
In Colorado, with his wife.
Breakfast is a smoothie shake.
(I eat bagels, scones or cake.)

Should you want to join his ranks,
This is how – I need no thanks.
Place these items in the blender:
(You’ll be healthy, fit and slender.)

Start out with some chard or kale;
(Spinach, too, if it’s on sale.)
Add an orange (peeled, of course),
Pollen from a beehive source,

Lemon peel, some grapes, a peach,
Mango, kiwi – one of each,
Pineapple – just one fresh ring,
Some acai to add some zing.

Can’t find all the fruits he’s chosen?
Use some berries that are frozen.
If you have a real ripe pear,
Toss that in to give some flair.

One last item from your stash – 
Spirolina, just a dash.
What that is, I have no clue;
But I’ll bet it’s good for you!

Press the button – your machine
Will mix it up and turn it green.
Drink it up, just like you should;
My brother swears it’s really good!

As for me, I think I’ll pass
On drinks that look like fresh-cut grass.
Also, other reasons lurk – 
Making one is too much work!

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on Prodigal Bay

BBroken in half
the battered moon
hung dejected in the gloom
in the gloom of Prodigal Bay
the ending of a vital day.
The day I found my Father's son
the Golden Boy,the only one
to ever make my father smile
a child of beauty,without guile
  He rocked a crockeyed rocking chair
as if to rock away from there
In his hand,a living thing,a fishing pole,
could almost sing
as he sailed the light line high
between the river and the sky
   He never turned his eyes to mine
just rocked and fished his fishing line
   I told him of our father's plight,
I bade him come with me tonight
to gaze a final time and share
one moment just to say," I care."
  The line zinged out to kiss the tide
across the river's other side
the moonlight sparked the flying tears
along the line,that spanned the years
and we were back there in the past
watching brother at the mast
smiling as he sailed along
singing some old sailor's song
laughing as our mother danced
on the deck,but then she chanced
to catch her ankle in a loop
a rope piled there upon the sloop
she screamed a scream that echoes yet
and now my brother can't forget
he blamed himself for her demise
and could not bear our father's eyes
for he was charged with keeping straight
and neat the deck and now self hate
had kept him here on Prodigal Bay
until our father's dying day
  I knelt beside his crumpled form
I touched his hand so tired and worn
He turned and handed me the line
"Your turn to make the catch this time."
The eddies spiraled without end
the way our mother's love had been
I watched the bobber rise and fall
I tried to comprehend it all
and then the snap!,the pop of line
the slack was gone,the fish was mine!
  I yelped and staggered to my feet
my brother jumped out of his seat
and caught his ankle in the line
I couldn't reach for him in time
He disappeared beneath the creek
my sight grew dim,my legs grew weak
I must have swooned there on the dock
the deja vu,the pain and shock
well anyway my job was done,
I found my father's favorite son!