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Details | Free verse | |

Soul mates solace

When my final shadows cling on desperately
Where I fight formidable battles
to merely hold the light
I send you loving vibrations
and soul sustenance
Deep from the cathedral
of one heart to another
where today no choirs sing
nor symphonies play
Yet it is here where we meet
in spiritual solace
here to surrender 
and exchange inestimable treasures
recollecting memories 
like unopened letters
Galaxies are stretched
over chronicles of shared history
Nebula birthing stars
will be exposed
in forth-coming conversations
bringing short-lived fulfillment to you
Hungry to feast
now will be the time
to approve your blood art vision
and with my own haunting surrender
as dappled shades ink stain your chest
I will reside with you and share, mesmerised 
pens - by branding
as this will be your written reams to me
your artist's pallet or brushed canvas
no need for words
and yet creating
mysterious magical moments
Bitter-sweet the music
that dances taut guitar strings
but now blood approved
please go kick your heel up
return to your laughter
and ride on the breeze
for not all are lost
change not
for I am with you always
to love, listen and comfort as one
with you in me and I in you
as masterpiece


Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye, My Child

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Elegy | |

The Last Gold Leaf

The last gold leaf hangs on the bough;
Summer is just a mem'ry now.
You, too, have gone, my golden friend;
Our summer days came to an end.

We said goodbye; our chapter closed.
 How I will miss you no one knows.
 On eagle wings you split the skies;
Your spirit soared. You had to fly.

My earthbound soul will bear its grief
Severed from you on mortal reef;
But returning from yonder shore,
Your love in waves will wash me o'er.

You've gone before, my trusted love;
I wait behind, your mourning dove;
Yet, from across the great divide
Your voice to me in dreams confides.

No, I think not that dreams they are;
T is communion of the near with far.
On such sweet songs I stake my claim
To know and love you once again.


Details | Rhyme | |

Ode to My Husband

Ode to My Husband
What a wonderful, magical surprise! Sometimes love arrives in disguise. I never saw this coming, Never anticipated such an awesome blessing. I was at the right place, When I spied your sweet, handsome face. It was at the right time, When you called me your goddess and I knew you were mine. Until I met you, I was like a sad, little bird with no songs to sing, With only broken wings, l had to work my way through some hurtful things.
But you came along, A real man, unselfishly offering me strong, broad shoulders to lean on. It was a long, slow process getting back on track, But you were patient and willing to take the burden off my back. When I was lost and alone, you showered me with loving attention, Tenderness, kindness, and consideration. You nurtured and cherished me each step of the way, Building my confidence and trust each day. Thank you for helping my fragile heart to mend, Thank you for helping me become whole and to love again!
Entered in contest "Best love poem #3" sponsored by Poet Destroyer A (5-26-2014)


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 | Rondeau | |

The Priest with Spirited Eyes

The Priest with Spirited Eyes


Heart sees tender giving in those spirited eyes,-
  Shared love given to those with great need!
   Comforting hearts that hurt but don't bleed,
 With love spent in helping as precious time flies

Your healing gently washes away so many lies,
   Mercy prevails as you plant that seed;-
Heart sees tender giving in those spirited eyes,
   Shared love given to those with great need!

As welcomed as are rain clouds in desert skies
   Healing those victims with kindness and speed!
   Hearts mended, imprisoned Souls quickly freed,
With tender mercies prevailing and joy in the cries,
Heart sees tender giving in those spirited eyes.

Robert J. Lindley, 07/13/2014

Sponsor Debbie Guzzi 
Contest Name - Random Acts of Kindness 

Rondel
A French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet,
 rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the 
refrains, or repeats.


Details | Free verse | |

Tribute to My Dearest Daughter

Tribute to My Dearest Daughter
My darling daughter, Precious child of my youth, Dearest to my heart - From that wonderful moment When I first felt that fluttering of life, Rhythmically beating beneath my expectant bosom, I knew that I would unconditionally love you forever.
With deep motherly pride I helped you develop into womanhood Watching you become a strong, well-rounded woman. A loving mother yourself, you are not only a blessing To your own children and your family, But you are also a blessing to others - Those who hurt in life and need care and compassion.
With its ups and downs, life has transformed you, Challenged, nurtured, matured, and molded you. You are kind, thoughtful, generous, patient, and understanding, Unselfishly expecting nothing in return. You are a wonderful human being - You are a true angel. God bless you, my dearest daughter, my love!
Date: 7/26/2014 Entered in contest “Relationships” sponsored by Regina Riddle


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Mother Teresa and I

Mother Teresa
She is the mother of every poor people, injured people, ordinary people...

Always we remember the great news
'Mother Teresa will get the Nobel Peace Prize.'
It was one of the best moment in our life...

She lived in our city Kolkata (Calcutta) .
She ate our Bengali foods.
She loved us so much...

One day, I was twelve years old
I met  her at Mother House along with my parents.
I looked at her heavenly eyes.
I touched her sacred feet and hands.
I heard her divine speeches.
I love her innocent smile.

I told her only the sentences, 
'You are the mother of the world, 
Mother of my parents.
So you are my grandmother.'

My father hesitated. My mother was silent.

Mother Teresa said to me with smile, 
'GOD BLESS YOU MY SON'

Today my eyes are full of tears
Mother, I miss you. 
I love you so much....


SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA



(Mother Teresa founded the Missionaries of Charity, a Roman Catholic religious congregation, which in 2012 consisted of over 4,500 sisters and is active in 133 countries. They run hospices and homes for people with HIV/AIDS, leprosy and tuberculosis; soup kitchens; dispensaries and mobile clinics; children's and family counselling programmes; orphanages; and schools. Members of the institute must adhere to the vows of chastity, poverty and obedience, and the fourth vow, to give "wholehearted free service to the poorest of the poor".

Mother Teresa was the recipient of numerous honours including the 1979 Nobel Peace Prize. In 2003, she was beatified as "Blessed Teresa of Calcutta". A second miracle credited to her intercession is required before she can be recognised as a saint by the Catholic Church.)


Details | Rhyme | |

Mon Belle Femme

There's a lady I know as pretty as primrose,

With innocence of soul,

   how I know ----

None whom has walked this wide world 'ere

   more lovely than her dimmest delicacy;

The sweet of lavender envious in her passing....

   the King-Rose longs her deeper crimson lush,

   to marry her but a day;

And death dare not take her

   lest he die in her love,

For holy her heart,

   where the angels take leave

   to but watch mere glimpses of her beauteous art;

   with eternal pledges the very ground 'neath her feet

   hallowed with heals,

Her wind as cherubin lungs to fill the sails of saints,

   a messiah for Epicurus ----

   for no ail shall last long in her soothing shadow;

Nay,

   the sun shall not shine 

   with same vibrance in her leaving,

But the stars align with her remembrance,

   and God in all His glory more joyful for her making;

For He made her from His finest silks

   and honeys from heaven.....

   a mentor for Venus,

   (mon belle femme)


Details | Marsiya | |

I'm my Daddy Made Over

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


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

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

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

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

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


Sabrina Niday Hansel



Details | Sonnet | |

Harmony Through Love

We haven’t been formally acquainted 
Though your words now travel in me
A picture of harmony you’ve painted
Love truest, in the very highest degree

Trouble in the midst, but don’t stress
Look into the windows of the soul
Therein you’ll find your happiness
Where two parts become a whole

Partake of this newfound pleasure
Two rivers now flowing into one
The joy contained has no measure
Warmth radiating like rays of sun

On this road of destiny or now call it fate
To encounter true love, it’s never too late



Based on In Deepened Harmony by Nette Onclaud

I do not know you, but your friends desire you back. You must truly be a light and inspiration to them.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Sandy Hook Elementary

Taken Away
Though they wanted to stay
Christmas just a week away
Not having a chance to say goodbye
Leaving mom and dad behind
Peace and Comfort they need to find
A senseless Act
Wishing they just came back
No words can be said
Hugging my children tighter before they head to bed
Reminding us to cherish life alittle more
Say I love you as you walk out the door
Nothing can fix the damage that has been done
Rest in peace precious little ones

This tragic event is not the first nor be the last
but if we work on change we can put it in the past

Where was God in this senseless act?
Wanting these lives to simply come back
Satan came in his place
Evil layed down his head
Leaving behind pain and dread
Oh' Christmas Tree
Oh' silent Night
Twas evils will in this plight
It shouldn't of happened, especially not this way
So say, i love you before you start each day


Details | Free verse | |

Flowers die,Pictures fade

I wrote this in memory of my uncle.


Flowers die and pictures fade,attempting
to erase every memory ever made.

Letters are lost while the clouds roll in,
letting the rain pour and the sadness begin.

Feelings are lost and people pass on,showing
us we're the one's who have to be strong.

GOD gives us strength to keep our head held high,
not letting the wonders of the world pass by.

Love everyday and you will see,miracles
happen when you believe.

Nothing can stop you from living your life,
even when the pain cuts like a knife.

Some family we've lost and some still remain,
leaving only love and happiness to be gained.

Some memories fade while the best never die,
leaving you with feelings of wanting to laugh and cry.

People make the biggest impact without even trying,
then everything changes when they are dying.

Ton's of faces get lost in the crowd,
to your surprise certain one's stand out.

GOD gives you love and never leaves you alone,
providing a loving family along with a good home.

Life will bear obstacles and put you to the test,
but you have to be strong and always try your best.

Never back down from any hardship thrown your way,
it will make you stronger until your last day.

Say what you feel in your heart and never back down, even
when your taking your last breath take one last look around.

Angels are singing a song only you can hear,
complete the last part with an open heart,
and absolutely no fear.



                                         Flowers will die and pictures will fade,
                                   but your memory is one that will always stay.


                                       In Loving Memory of my Uncle
                                             You will be missed dearly.

                                                   MAY 28th 2012


Details | Verse | |

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart


Details | Personification | |

Kashmir-The woman

Kashmir is the innocent beauty of nature
It lifted me above all mire dark and dense.

Kashmir is the divine smile
It gifted me a peace beyond all of my sense.

Kashmir is the sorrow
It showed me a combined pain of poverty, corruption and terrorism.

Kashmir is the beautiful helpless unmarried woman.
Whose neighbors are trying to capture her body not sweet heart.

Kashmir is the paradise on earth without dream...
  
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA

( THE POEM IS DEDICATED TO EVERY WOMAN IN ALL COMMUNITIES OF JAMMU & KASHMIR AND POET ANDREA DIETRICH )


Details | Rhyme | |

Pal

Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But, there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
Then, after the last one was planted,
He sniffed it; then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he ‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one night,
Bob quietly passed away.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the grave, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then turned and licked her face.

She smiled.  “I had a dog when I was young….
a good one too.  His name was Pal.”


Details | Rhyme | |

Approvals I Should Praise

Approvals I Should Praise

The rhythm of my pen knows no bounds
Its ticks, treks, and steps knows no count.
The songs on my lip just loose the count.
No where, I suppose to untie the bond.

Strong bones are so much in here
They touch and squeeze out letters bountifully.
In these bones, many light I have received gracefully.
Linda is one, Andrea is two among all of you there.

You are all amazing guests in this field
Cup of water..., cup of tea come to toast.
Many hugs, many thanks to you, writ and host.
... Eden that crowns my garden and its yields.

Special parcel to my coy mistress, Linda.
All sea, roses...and sweet showers to you.
And my lady Andrea; always brand new!
I love you all... your words in my wall are tender.

Dedicated to:
 Poetrysoup, 
Poet Destroyer A, 
Andrea Dietrich 
and to the rest of Poetrysoupers.

I     am     Grateful     for     your    warm      welcome.


Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

Ultimate Sacrafice

I have found a pureness within him that my soul thrives for.
I am driven by the desire to please him without boundaries.
His image holds the power to freeze my movement, the vibration of his voice holds the power to tremble me. 
His heart holds the power to break me, his soul holds the power to expire me.
I believe in him for his intention and desire.
I believe in him for who he is and his worth.
I believe in his now and his future.
I believe in him for his knowledge and his potential.
I believe in his skill as a provider and his force to become.
I feel he is somebody I had once lost.
I feel between us a bond stronger than mankind can create.
A fate unknown, undecided, I give myself to him to have, to do with it what he will, to make it his own.


Details | Rhyme | |

Omego

She's my omego, yeah I'm talking about (Linda)  p,d
Don't you know?, I always love reading your poetry
Ok we have never met and we just converse online
But when on the net, I get a glimpse of you in rhyhm

I love your every metaphor, you give good insight
You take me on a magical tore with your every write
You give a good introspection of the time and space
You have such a wide selection, I can't keep up pace

And I often wonder what it's like where you are, my omego?
I've always love'd the Spanish guitar, the sound of flamenco
I get this picture of a gorgeous dancer and there you are
What is it like in Texas?, I've heard of the k,k and I think utar 

I bet I'm way off base but I was never that good at geography
Perhaps It's a different place?, I'm always thinking of a movie
Like that one with the actor Antonio bandaross, desperado
With that famous line, what is it they say?, odious omego

I've forgotten the desert and the beach, those beautiful sands
I'm sounding like a right flurt, but think your one who understands
l often think how you are, you never shut down, you just rebute
You keep going and, oh by the way I love your avatar, very cute

And what can I say I love your varied subject matter my friend
I think of you as one with true charater, who can comprehend
Reading your every poem lifts my spirits whenever I'm on a low
My face glowin, if it's only a few minites, I'm touched my omego!

Grarcess.........X

This poem inspierd by a lot of poets on the soup this one by linda
pd the destroyer ,THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO LINDA (PD) THANK YOU 
xDavidScott  And your metaphores inspierd me on my recent writes
Broken,thoughts and feelings, now and then, sights and sounds
endure, dasjavu, and of course rewrite love is rare
look forward to reding more
of your work X d,s 


Details | Rhyme | |

Crackling Hearts an Onomatopoeia Poem

Crackling Hearts

Swoosh, whoosh a salty sea soars,
splish-splash colossal waves a roar.
Drip-drop, a leaky faucet spent,
trickle, streaming tears repent.

Pounding heart sore, you adore,
beating, loving pumps no more.
Thump of regret, of love in debt,
thrashing together you forget.

Fluttering beats on retreat,
sloshing a scent so very sweet.
Shattering bond, broken beyond,
a bellowing future now so fond.

Grimacing glares, hatred a flares,
spawning an odium of stares.
Soured smiles, trekking every mile,
whispering woes all the while.

Crackling hearts, burned apart,
smoldering pain from the start.
Hissing highs, kissing goodbye,
a burning love affair denied.

*An Onomatopoeia Poem people, but no place to choose that category! Thanks for taking the time to view my work, my fellow poet and poetess friends!


Details | Narrative | |

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.


Details | Elegy | |

I Will Welcome You

You had the spirit of a stallion.
You could not be tamed until you were ready 
and no matter how life may have tried you could not be broken.
You brought a piece of something that many did not possess to every life,
and when you opened your mouth unearthly words of wisdom were spoken.
You were strong and beautiful and had the deepest blue eyes I've ever seen. 
The love that you held in your heart was like something out of dream,
almost unreal.
It was love and confidence and support and stability you made me feel. 
God blessed me by letting me be a part of you.
I am so happy that our lives crossed paths and you helped see me through. 
Now you are in His memory, waiting to be raised.
When you live again, your mind will be clear.
The fog will be lifted. 
There will be no haze. 
You will run about and never die. 
You will feel no pain or fear, never cry.
Your days will be filled with love, strong and true. 
Your last words to me were I love you.
Here I wait, just trying to get through. 
I will see you again, Grandma.
Into my arms, I will welcome you.


Details | Epic | |

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day


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Let Him Go

This poem I wrote. I call it " Let Him Go "

Sweetheart don't cry
Don't let him make you feel like your nothing
You do have family even though we are not close by
I know your heart is crushing
Don't harp on the past
Don't let him play with your head
You need to get over him fast
His feelings for you are dead
Over 2 years and you still don't have a ring
Your not the one he calls his wifey to be no more
Take a seat and listen up girl here is the thing
He's playing with your feelings and using you like a two dollar whore
I know you were smart once and can be again
He has you so brain washed it's not funny
I know hearing all this is a strain
Think of the example your setting for you little ones honey
Hold your head high and walk away from that loser mama's boy 
Show him that your the one that is too good for his sorry ass
Hell he's such a mama's boy you can find better pleasure in a toy
Your related to me so come on show your sass 
Let go of the past and look to a new future
Let go of the pain and the control freak
Say bye bye Looser
It will get easier one step at a time week by week......


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A Rose with no Thorn

A Rose with No Thorn

In the Garden, the bouquet of life
There bloomed a rose whose beauty caught my eye
Incomparable is this rose’s design
Unlike the others, she is not the prickling kind

I know they say that every rose has its thorn
But here blooms the exception, of the spirit she is born
One of a kind, the rarest in form
For she is a rose with no thorn

Oh what a fragrance, so lovely and fair
A scent of sincerity sweeps through the air
A pristine beauty from the realms up above
For she is the flower primeval of love

And as I bask in her blossoms of compassion
I find I am fashioned by love that’s everlasting
And in my heart she’ll always be adorned
For she is a rose with no thorn

Though weeds, thorns and thistles have tried to choke her
The rain has wet her; the sun has even scorched her
But she’ll not wither, neither will she wilt
For she is rooted in the love that God has tilled

Amidst great turmoil, never to be foiled
Arrayed in glory that could never ever toil
One of a kind, yes the rarest in form
For she is a rose with no thorn



Copyright2008 by Kenneth J Thompson


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ELEGY TO LOST CHILD

                                        Elegy to Child Lost


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Victoria Anderson-Throop ©


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Vows to my True Love

Like the smallest intake of air; I deserve not. Like a fantasy and dream of a woman to have, honor, cherish and love till death; I deserve not. But God has been so good to me, even through the sins amongst my internal image that I've committed several times over. Confessions after confessions after confessions, and yet, I'm breathing in an abundance of air and I've been blessed with a woman that's greater than any fantasy and dream of many dreams. Thank you Father for blessing me...(sigh) Thank you.
Pace, G INK-U-SCRIPT 03-27-2013


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Shoe Fetish

                                                              My Fetish. I adore you.
                                                            Wedges.             Pumps.
                                                          Stilettoes.             Brown.
                                                        Baby Blue.              Black.
                                                      Red. Pink are            all so
                                                    beautiful. You             make me
                                                  feel like a lady.             Nikes.
                                                Timberlands. A               pair of
                                             killer boots. Match             with a 
                                           fedora or a fresh to             death
                                         leather coat. Uggs,               Steven
                                       DSW, oh my how I am            grateful
                                      for you. Loafers. Buckles.         Straps.
                                   Peek a boo toes. Strapbacks.       ON SALE.
                                Played dress up with my mom's      and the
                             love affair began. Leopard. Bows.       Fashion.
                          Class. With leggings. Jeans. Skirts.        Suits.
                       Bikini underwear with a special Boo.         Bags
                    the same color, high heels assists with        what
                 some say is my sex appeal. Pretty details       draw
            attention from all ages and genders. A little         girl's
       obssession grown into a woman. Closet packed         sparkling
  eyes, legs dancing, carrying me into the next life           lesson.
I give you tribute and pay homage to you. I love              you shoes.


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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I love

I love your soft kisses.I love firm but gentle touch.  I love the way you bite your lip.I love you soooooo much.
 I love the way you look at me.I love the way you smile.  I love the way you're shy sometimes,Every once and a while.
 I love it when you look at me, When I'm not looking at you.  You think I do not realize it, But really...I do.
 I love the way you cuddle. I love the way you sleep.  I love how you bite your lip when something turns you on. I love the way you rub your neck,when you are thinking so deep.
I love all of you,Your nose, your lips, your hair, even your smelly feet.  I love how you drink Dr Pepper. Morning noon and night.  I love how if someone puts me down your always there first one there ready to fight.  I will never stop loving you. You are so amazingly sweet.
 I love that I love you.I have loved you from the very start.  I LOVE ALL OF YOU,You alone hold the key to my heart.


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Daydream Love

You are simply a work of art.
I’ve known it from the very start, 
But you won’t find me hittin’ on ya.

For I’m just an old guy 
With a twinkle in his eye;
Happy just to gaze upon ya.

My old heart quickens it pace
Each time I see your pretty face,
A face that every man should see.

Sometimes, just for a while,
Each time I see you smile,
I imagine it's just for me.

And, when I hear your voice,
For just a moment, I rejoice.
Yes, it’s music to these old ears.

But more than a work of art,
You’re warm and funny and smart.
Simply a beautiful person, my dear.

Though with you I’m quite smitten,
My words are respectfully written;
And every word is  true.

But, if I weren’t so old,
If I were better looking and a little bold,
I would simply say, “I love you.”






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Grandfather

Here lies the best Grandfather,
One who was very considerate.
Remembering him as a child,
I would sit on his lap.
He was a rare person indeed.
He was a colonel in the Army.
Also superlative of a gentelman.
Here lies the best grandfather,
May he rest in peace.


Details | Elegy | |

The Lament For an Angel

All in one faded-black day (but let None forget) In my arms, her body lay (my life was the price to pay) A tragedy, through the lack of humanly shame (do they know pain) My darkly colleen has to suffer no more (Robert nor do you) Let me die (please hear my haunted cries) If I can not see Sophie tonight (live on with my grey) I'm just a mess of despairing words And broken nerves Another mourning, afflicted sight (through decay, love can remain) Solace, sympathy are just more lies She is all I need Until you decide she is just another sadist's toy My Angel, why did you have to fly so far away My Angel, just let one feather stay My Angel has flown away My Angel, why did you have to fly so far away My Angel, just let one feather stay My Angel has flown away (My body is amortal, die I may, Together, our hearts will forever stay)


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For the love of Princess Rose

For the love of Princess Rose.

Way back in the darkest times
There lived a wondrous Knight
He had blue eyes, and a handsome face
And his mind was very bright
He lived for goodness, his ideals
Were the highest in the land
And everybody loved this knight
They thought him mighty grand.

He shrunk from no one in the land
He’d fought ten dragons too
As he vied for the love of Princess Rose
Oh, he loved her so true
Yet she was loved by another knight
And so they had to fight
That was the way in those dark days
It was considered right

A tournament it was arranged
And the two men faced each other
Both swore that until the end
They would never love another
The fight was on, as Rose, she watched
The man she loved so much
Fight a man she could not bear
Who her heart did not touch.

Now Don, he was the Knight of choice
He fought like a blessed demon
He was not an evil man
Yet he was filled with Venom
And when the fight was over with
Her knight of choice did win
As love did conquer everything
And the princess married him.

13 August 2013 1147hrs.


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he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                






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Tempest

Call her "Tempest", for hers are eyes of storm.
Winds of passions held at bay, a torrent of tears uncried,
fires bound in those confines yearn to flash unchained into the night;
and peace is seldom found behind the clouded walls in the eyes of storm.

Her face reveals no inference nor her manner does supply
the slightest indication of the tumult found inside.
Her twisted tresses hint with subtlety
the wants,
the needs,
the fears,
the hopes,
the sorrows 'neath veils of lashes bound.

A sharpened tongue and razor wit, iced cold with frigid stares
are evidence more of the battle fought within erstwhile founts of tears.

The clouds spiral ever faster and the waves mount higher still.
The tormentuous seas have victims claimed, for none have yet them tamed.
Within those eyes of Tempest rage the unsettled memories
of sailors many and those to whom the task proved beyond reach...
for yet has one to brave those eyes and weather well the gale...
to find the calm I know is there within the eyes of storm.

I thought once to be a sailor...to face undaunted her winds and rain.
Methinks I once caught sight of sun amid her skies of darkened gray.
I know the calm is in there...in the heart of this hurricane,
'though I doubt it is I who'll find the peace deep within the eyes of storm.

Yeah. call her "Tempest", call her "Storm" call her "Calamity",
but fear not the rain,
nor winds,
nor waves she'll hurl in direction thine,
For somewhere beyond her wall of clouds 
is Eden in the eyes of storm.


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A seed of love planted in the soil of my heart

I sailed unaware into 
the ocean currents 
of her life:
and 

smitten, I 
desired to ride 

them with her;
somewhere 
along 
the ocean ways, a 

seed of love 

planted in the soil of
my heart had taken root 
and grew--only to perish 
like 

a young hope 

that's fleeting:
though I loved her, 
she 

still wounded
me 

like a careless 
knife. 

In spite of 
this and myself, 
I looked 

for encouragement
in her stare; 
and 

at the outlines 
of her graceful 
form 

I did wonder: 
she was 

indeed 

a Helen of Troy, a prize, 
on whose loveliness 
I 

so richly gorged! 

But never was 
a lonely man 
more wretched 
than 

I was, 

as she could 
not return my
affections  

with equal measure of feeling.  

I would be more
glad had she been 
unwedded to another,
and   

could easily be within 
my desirous 
and
jealous 

orbit! 

In time, I 
never 

saw 
her again;

and love, or the 
appearance of it--like 
an aborted 

fetus

flushed down the 
toilet--died 

with her parting 
as well!



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A Strong Woman

A strong woman doesn’t have to have the body that only society wants.
A strong woman doesn’t have to run a marathon.
A strong woman doesn’t have to wear a size zero.
A strong woman doesn’t have to have marvelous muscular masculine legs.
A strong woman doesn’t have to bike up a mountain.
A strong woman doesn’t have to work out for hours to make her tough.

A strong woman has the look of confidence written across her face.
A strong woman still stands tall when she is full of sorrow.
A strong woman does everything at a steady pace.
A strong woman won’t be afraid.
A strong woman keeps her head held high.
A strong wouldn’t care about what she weighed.
A strong woman never gives up.
A strong woman through hard times.
A strong woman is always tough.

Working long hours to make money,
She still makes time to ask,
“How was your day, honey?”
Instead of having a tall, strong stance,
She goes crazy
And she does the Carlton Dance.

She will turn your frown
Upside down.
She will always be there to help you-
For everything you go through.
She will have that shoulder to cry on.
Always- dusk until dawn.

She gives you the clothes on your back.
She gives you the food in your stomach.
She gives you the shelter above your head.
Even when she’s hanging by a thread.

You may say your super-hero is Spiderman…
Batman…
Or Superman…
But my hero is my mom…
Because my mom is a strong woman.


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Let's Praise the Lord

Let’s praise the Lord!
All you people of the land!
Let’s praise him with every
Instrument we have on hand!

Let’s shout praises to his
wonderful name!
A message of rejoicing,
we need to proclaim!

Let’s come before him,
with love from our hearts!
This is where a victorious
life really starts!

Let’s bring him our thanks
and appreciation!
And sing of his tender mercy
and wondrous salvation!

Let’s bring him a heart filled
With hope and cheer!
The coming of the lord,
is so very near!

We bless the father, the spirit
and son!
Through the blood of Jesus,
we have overcome!


By Jim Pemberton


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Love, Death, and Rebirth

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Soul Sisters

Such an Amazing girl god put into my life.

He knew i needed you at that exact time

Funny when we met I thought you were to good for me

But when you approached me the sweetest girl I did meet.

From that day on we have never truly been apart cause I

carry you around everywhere in my heart. You have been the

rock when I needed a friend around, you have been the light

when the darkness consumed me and took away my sunshine

Even when were miles apart the phone connects us and keeps

our strongest bond. 17 years feels like such a short time but

I feel I have always had you in my life. Soul Sisters we were

meant to be.. You my beloved friend are such a fresh breeze

Even after a year apart it was like yesterday that we did part

so through the many miles and through the long hard road

I know this friendship will always survive. Your a burst of joy

to me each day I thank the Lord for the sweet blessing he gave!

BY:Christina McCullouch

7/28/2012


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We Miss You Uncle Herman


When we think of our friend Herman Weeks.
We think of a person very gracious and sweet!

He was always a pleasure to be around!
And brought laughter to his side of town!

From everyone that’s had a chance to meet him.
He was special!  We’ll never forget him!

He was very humble, gracious and kind!
People like him are special!  And hard to find!

We knew from the day that he met Snow.
She helped to make his empty life whole!

The creations and many things he made.
Were wonderful works of his hands displayed!

His service to the country and fellow man.
Is a beautiful gift that few understand!

Over the years, he’s brought joy to our hearts!
We’ve all loved him from the very start!

Thank you Lord! For blessing us from above.
For Herman and his heart filled with love.

We know now he’s in a better place.
Filled with God’s presence and his grace.

Our lives have been blessed to have him with us!
We’ll miss him!  He sure has blessed us!

To Herman we give our hearts filled with cheer!
We love you very much and wish you were here!

By Jim Pemberton
















Details | Elegy | |

Where are you

You flourished and blurred
like a spark on wind

Gracefully and quickly like a frightened hind
in pursuit of light

You harvested through bushy meadows
taken by blight

In struggle with plight
had you lost your might

And gave out
although never you gave up.

Where are you?
For you must be still there.

For I still can feel you
somewhere in the air.


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


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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Details | Ode | |

Ode To Marriage

Can I have this hand in marriage dear,
Can you grace me with "I do",
Let the angels sing to Heaven,
Let my heart soar with their tune.
Let us seal our love for we two,
Let no others interfere,
Let Evil, with his one good eye,
Attempt to trick and snare.
Let Age pass on his cares to us,
For bound, we are as one,
We'll ride the heady winds of joy,
Until another song is sung.
Until another song is sung, my love;
We'll drink the drink of fools;
Let passion be our compass,
And a blinding trust our rule.
Let us plant the seeds of new life,
That through Time will resonate,
Let our names be always dear to those,
Who set them on their fate.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

To a Bride Without a Name

Oh Flora, Choral Beauty The Sun Rises With You Out of An Abyss of Chaos, Yet No Piece of Beauty Is Lost I Can't Grant You Nobility, But Our Love's Vitality Will Last Till The Gates of Hades's Halls They Will Push, They Will Pull, And Their Power Will Grow Just To Have A Piece of Our Love's Immortality For It They Cannot Wait Subdued By Desperation's Phantom But I Will Always Be One of Them So, My Dear, Please Understand I'm Just A Chevalier Drenched With My Sins The Hope Will Fade The Rose Will Turn Black The Promise Was Just I Lie, Though I Forbade I Will Just Be Another Empty Heart, Slain By Your Loosening Grip On My Sanity I Will Die, You Will Be Free Believe - It's The Way Things Must Be My Dear, Just Understand


Details | Light Poetry | |

You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



Details | Pastoral | |

I pray for mother

   I pray for mother 
 
	Mother!	
You could have stayed
Forever was my longing
Oh mother!
Does it really have to be you?
Mothers are too special to lose

You gave me life mother
You raised me into a man I am today
I will forever be grateful to you
Out of nothing, you gave me food
Out of nothing, you clothed me
Out of nothing, you sent me to school
Oh mother!
You were the best


In your shadow I had shade
You called me Father.
For I carried grandfather’s name
Now I understand how special I was to you
You felt grandfather in me
Who will ever call me that again?
I forbid my thoughts to go deep
For the deeper it goes, the deeper it hurts

I can still hear your voice mother
I can still see you in my dreams
You left without saying good-bye,
Were you mad at me mother?
Deep in my heart, you will always have a home
My sisters and brothers are heartbroken
They are all grown up 
But they still need you Mother

Do you still remember your grandchildren?
The youngest is not yet a year old
She will never see your beautiful smile mother
You could have waited
So she does something for you
Fetch water or call you grandmother	

We all miss you mother
It’s hard to know you are never coming back
One after another
We will join you mother
We are not afraid of death any more
For we have a place with you
God almighty will meet us someday
Then I will see you for myself again
We will talk and laugh
Just like we used too

Now you live in a far away land
We can’t change that, not even God almighty
I will teach my heart to live without you mother
Though it is hard
I will learn to miss you
I will learn to live without you
But I will never forget you
It’s the body I will never see


Your time is gone Mother
Now you live in a new world
There you will never grow old
There you will never die
I have peace in my heart
For I am reconciled by God’s mercy
My father in heaven comforted me
Now I know you are happy there
The pain I felt
The pain that tortured me
Will never torment me again
You departed with all my tears
With all my strength
With all my hope
And with all my faith
But God gave me a thousand reasons to smile
In am now back on track

Rest in peace dear mother,
It was the will of God
Who am I to question him?
I never did when you were given to me
And somehow I knew this day will come
Let his name be exalted
We meet again Mother
This I know.


Details | Light Poetry | |

When I grow old

I will grow old
I tremble in the cold
None to care
I have nothing to fear...

But my love is alive
Though I strive
Beautiful roses to pluck
Yet I am stuck..

I grow old with wrinkle
Yet I will kinker
You will always remain in my mind
This is how you will find...


Details | Kyrielle | |

Christmas Wishes

In this season of the year, I’m still so sad and lonely, As I sit on your lap, please listen to all my wishes lovingly; May you play my dad’s role to cheer my broken and lonely heart Papa Santa, this is one of my wishes this coming Christmas. I heard the gruesome news about unmerciful murders, Children were the primary victims, my heart terribly suffers; May their kith and kin be comforted and can endure the hurt Papa Santa, may my wish for them be granted this coming Christmas. Natural calamities happened in some neighboring countries, Many people had lost their lives, love ones and lot of their properties; May we all have the spirit of generosity to share and do our part Papa Santa, even in a simple way we’ll make them celebrate Christmas. Many life’s tragedies happened unexpectedly within the year, Some people cursed their lives, in desolation and in despair; May they/we feel the enlightenment, hope and strength to make a new start Papa Santa, this is my loving wish this coming Christmas. Our society is an indispensable unit to make the whole world happy, May we all live together with love starting from ourselves and within our family; May the spirit of true Christmas reigns and draws together those who went apart Papa Santa, these are my other wishes this coming Christmas. The year 2012 is about to end and 2013 is fast approaching, May we close another chapter of our life with gratefulness on God’s blessings; May we face the year ahead of us in prayer that peace and prosperity may impart Papa Santa, these are all my loving wishes this coming Christmas. Dec. 16,2012
Eighth Place Contest: A Christmas Wish in A Poem Judged: 12/31/2012 Sponsor: Poet Michael J. Falotico


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

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


Details | Lyric | |

How Could I Not

I cry Jesus...and you're there
Lord...nobody cares...
For me....the way that you do

When peace floods my soul
Like I've never known
How could I Not....love you

On the turbulent sea
There's millions like me
Searching...like I used to do

You said....if I cared
Then your way I'd share
And How could I not....love you

How could I turn away
How could I never say
Thank you..for all that you've done

For laying your life down
Turning my life around
For God giving his only Son

For taking my place
And amazing grace
For healing my heart through and through

For.....forgiving my sins
And being my friend
How could I not.....love you




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Details | Free verse | |

Evergreen


The tide surges
over binary laugh-lines.

Seattle, oh Seattle,
unless you are able
to find oxygen in conch shells
and survive in an underwater cottage,
it's high-time to teach your soul to swim.

The tide ebbs in and out,
allowing us to re-energize in-between takes.
But don't forget to practice your part.

Take 3, this is the scene:

a moonlight-key opened a treasure chest
filled with digital photos of submerged guilt and shame.
These waves are here to stay,
unable to douse the underworld burning in his beard.

Wolverhampton, do you remember
when he came as he was,
ready to entertain us
with a belly full of liquid-bogeymen?

Do they remember how the seahorses kissed
to the sound, to the sound?
The kiss lasted for 230 seconds, times three --

and again and again and again!

Seattle, oh Seattle,
your Evergreens sparkle with rubied feathers,
your road-signs are a bit cleaner now.
Hey, there's always going to be the contradiction
of mud and bleach in Aberdeen,
so there's no longer a reason 
to feel aqua seafoam shame.

There's no longer a reason
to feel aqua seafoam shame*



March 16th, 2014


________________________________________________________

Author's notes: For this poem I used the cut-up technique,
cutting-apart and re-mixing specific stanzas of my poems: 
"ADDWDDMD"(written, September 2010), and, "Currents"(written, July 2010).

I use my own polished technique:
Instead of leaving the initial raw result of the 'cut'/scramble,
I switch words, and add words here and there to offer extra cohesion. 
This is most evident in the switching-around of place names(Seattle, Wolverhampton, 
Aberdeen). Had I left the place names as they initially 'fell', the poem would have 
made even less sense to some of the readers.
I also add punctuation and breaks; formulate stanzas.
I also allow repetition of certain words and some of the newly formed lines.

With my polished cut-up technique, I cut-up/scramble more words than I want 
used in total for the end result. 
I create an 'over-flow pool' of words to inject into the overall shifting of words.
For example, with this scrambled chunk of words:

with / chest / photos / filled / treasure / guilt / submerged,

I switch around the words, while pulling "of" and "and" from the over-flow pool,
and take "submerged" and "digital" from a chunk of scrambled words that 'fell' in 
an entirely different area of the mix.

I end-up with: "filled with digital photos of submerged guilt and shame."

That line triggered the idea to use three words which have been swimming around
inside of my head for years; to use the words in the closing lines of this poem. 
These three words are not from the original stanzas that I cut-up,
so this piece isn't technically 100%, a cut-up poem.

I was inspired by the cut-up technique contest which is currently running,
to attempt another one of these types of polished cut-up poems,
but since I incorporated three 'outside' words and polished the piece quite a lot,
I will not be entering this poem into the contest, because I wasn't willing to 
compromise my intent in order for the poem to fit the specifications of being a 
cut-up poem(100%) in its purest sense as defined by several sources.
____

* "aqua seafoam shame" was inspired by the lyrics: "All Apologies".

"All Apologies" -- Writer(s): Kurt Cobain, Dave Grohl, Prince Rogers Nelson.
Copyright © 1990 Controversy Music, Primary Wave Tunes, Mj Twelve Music. 
All Rights Reserved.





+/-


Details | Ode | |

All About Leadership

I come to you with love in my heart
in you I place all my trust
joining you in your nature walks
lying close by your side at night

I sense your tension and panic
and stand guarding you from danger
for you I would give my very life
I cower not understanding your anger

As you shout at me I cringe at your feet
all I want to do is to love and protect you
now as we walk you are so tense
so once more you I protect

Confused when you jerk me back
and scold me for I know not what
then a calm man appears and explains
it is not me but you, I just need a pack leader

Cesar shows you how to step up
to be calm yet assertive
love alone he explains is not enough
no dog is born bad I just needed guidance

Now when we go out for walks
I now bound along happily
the tension that was is gone
thanks to that wise calm man 

a tribute to Cesar Millan and the work he does


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Hera

Hera precious, gorgeous queen of splendor,
of mighty Ares,and Enyo,the mother,
to thee I write my gratitude and thanks
for all thy blessings showered upon my head.
Thine is the pomegranate and the diadem,
with which you rule all worlds and human lands,
with magnanimous mercy and charity.
of rainbow colors dressed divine thou art,
the sunny smiling matron of the arts,
Thou,queen, who favorest the pure of heart.


Details | Verse | |

My Friend

My Friend by Weston Gregory

I'm glad you are my friend
And you are interesting 
There’re no dull moments
And we can share what each 
Other thinking, 
Though its been tested of a fact
But we're invested in what we've got  
We fought tooth and nail to remain 
At that and nothing going to change
That as friend first we attached.
I'm better for deciding not to stay alone 
You heal my broken heart 
With you is my home
Amongst its value this love has help
Me to grow
And deal with the issues as they come
And they go
Though mistakes we are prone to make 
And bitter words are some times said 
We forgive. We forgive. We forgive
We forgive. We forgive. We forgive
We forgive
And like water under the bridge 
Those complex emotion simple love finally singe
Leading the way a stronger friend still 
























Details | Ballad | |

My addiction

I have an addiction...
It dont matter what time of day it is my addiction is there...
Not always in the literall since...
But it is always on my mind...
I lay my head down to sleep at night thinking about you...
I sleep dreaming about you...
I wake up thinking about you...
Your always on my mind...
No matter what I do my addiction is always on my mind...
Even if your not the last one I talk to before I lay my head down to sleep...
I still lay my head down thinking of you...
I just cant get enought of you...
No matter what my addiction is there...
My addiction has a name...
Her name is Shelby Nestle...
No matter how much we text or talk on the phone...
Its never enough...
I cant get enough of your beautiful eyes...
I cant get enough of that beautiful smile...
I cant get enough of kissing your soft lips...
That feeling I get inside when our lips touch...
Or holding you in my arms...
This is a new addiction to me...
Never have I been this addicted this quick...
It scares the shyt outta me...
But then I love it...
You are my new addiction baby... 
You are my...
My heroin...
My ecstacy... 
My cocaine...
You are my own personal drug...
I cant imagine and addiction stronger...
You are my addiction...
I wouldnt even think about trying to break this addiction...
I wouldnt go to rehab for this addiction...
I like it to much...
YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE


Details | Tanka | |

Summer Memories


summer memories

evening walks along the sand

sound of waves crashing

moonlight upon the water

we stop long enough to kiss...





Poems by Shar


Details | Light Poetry | |

if Tomorrow never comes

If tomorrow never comes

if only I knew
that tomorrow never comes
I would go through every second of my time
to accompany the ray of your eyes
and enjoyed your divine smiles

if only I knew
that tomorrow never comes
I would kiss you tenderly
and I told you
that I loved you
and I would even did it over and over again

if only I knew
that tomorrow never comes
I would record your lovely voices 
And composed it
As the beautiful song of my heart

if only I knew
that tomorrow never comes
it would wiped away every drop of your tears
and muffled your sorrow 
with the warmth of my embrace

tomorrow is a distant windchimes
the will faintly call 

it is neither mine nor yours 
and it is not belong to the old or the young

if only I knew
that tomorrow never comes
I would never regret of 
today

~(c) Sukmawati Komala~
10 August 2013


Details | Ballade | |

Sad girl rising


Sad girl rising

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

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

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

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

30 July 2o13 @ 1043hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Work

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


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Clerihew | |

Not, yet

I dreamt myself as poet-frog
And good Fancy` Fairy
Would stoop to pick my verse…
But she didn`t come.


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 | Ode | |

Love feast

Love feast             by Steven Hudson

I have looked upon too many scarred, sullen and hard faces these many days.
Loud, crude, gruff men who take and push and fight.
This ship has run its course, sleepless, tossed about,
Every port and harbor, sea and foreign land.
My companions smell and to look at them would make you turn down.
I’m pretty sure I have a tapeworm and my piss is the wrong color.
So my love, when here at last I see your face,
You’re smile, piercing eyes, and silky long hair,
To gaze at you now is a love feast to behold,
And from now and forever you will always be…..
The most captivating golden retriever I have ever seen.


Details | Ode | |

My damsel

My 
golden 
damsel,
When 
I 
look 
upto 
the 
sky
I 
see 
you 
among 
the 
Stars 
shinning 
brightly.
Then 
you 
looked 
down 
on 
Me,your 
gentle 
smiles 
caressing 
my 
heart,
The 
very 
bones 
of 
me 
know 
that 
part 
of 
them 
is 
Up 
somewhere.
I 
bless 
the 
day 
I 
found 
You,your 
love 
is 
a 
healing 
Balm 
to 
my 
life.
Devouted 
will 
I 
be 
till 
the 
End 
of 
time,
Because 
you 
are 
my 
Choicest 
crown.


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



Details | Couplet | |

Baby Shalom's Shattered Dreams

Daddy, mommy, why are you laying me down on the grave?
I was dreaming before that you’ll be putting me in my cozy crib.

Are you so remorseful and that's the reason you are crying?
I’m only five months old trying to understand  your feeling.

You got married so young and you didn’t know what to do
You didn’t  take care of me in your womb but, still I love you so.

I was dreaming and wishing you to nurture me with your love
Give all the things I need until I grow and make you proud.

I am so deeply wounded,  but I forgive you with what you did
I’ll just be your little angle to guide you both and your next kid.

As we bid  goodbye then , bring with you my shattered dreams
I do plead, to my brothers or sisters make them whole again.

Daddy, mommy, thank you so much for my very  beautiful name
Don’t forget your Baby Shalom whose love will forever be the same.




First Place
Contest: Unborn Babies Dream
Judged: 10/14/2012
Poet Sponsor: Scribe Marlon Linton

Written: Oct. 11,2012


Details | Rhyme | |

SPECIAL FORCES

I ain't like nothing you ever heard before
 I tell you what when I get done
we'll see if you still feel the same


know im known, you know i spread all my love around
and what you looking for drugs sorry i dont sell them
U know where im from we do it all different kind of ways

got some good friends still, then i got some old friends that aint worth a shit
even though they say old friends are gold
Well maybe if your an old friend of mine you could show me


then sliver is refined new friends come and shine their lights on my dark path
and they love me even though im a smart ass

so stick around hell it ain't hell
its a pretty nice town  Hillsboro, Tx


Oh hold those doubts and false thoughts about me
down in the valley in the shadow of darkness
i walk with men, i talk with them
some fathers  some a couple hardheads
but they all good men or they would'nt walk with me
we got a team boy we talking serious
we furious, you feel our spirits when we put your ass in mental check


Details | Couplet | |

When Fate Decides

When fate decides to bring you love
Clouds moved to show the stars above

You the crowning jewel of the stratosphere
Your breath of incense pervade the atmosphere 

None to compare at such radiant comeliness 
If I should fail you I crave your forgiveness

I’d be heartbroken if I should ever lose you
Because I feel I am wearing the luckiest shoe

I thank fate that of all I was the chosen one
To reciprocate the love of one second to none

 


Details | Ballad | |

Praying For The Day

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus Has Given So Much

What Shall I Do? For the One Who Gave So Much? What shall I do? For the one who gave so much? God reached down, and blessed me, with his touch! What shall I do? To my lord who bled and died? It was for my life, that Jesus was crucified! What shall I do? To the God who truly loves me? He has made it know that he wants to be with me! What shall I do? For the many who’ve “lost their way?” Please dear Jesus… Give me the right words to say! What shall I do? As my way of, expressing my gratitude? May God help me to have a Christ’ like attitude! What will YOU do? In this time that God’s given to you? He’s here right now! And is patiently waiting for you! What will YOU do? Will you give God a chance ? Won’t you accept his salvation? Whatever the circumstance? What Christ will do… Is to do, what he does best! Simply give him your life! He’ll take care of the rest! What Christ has done…. Is to give life everlasting! Everything you need… Is right here, for the asking! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Narrative | |

Before my Eyes

I watched her walk away
And my mind wondered away
Do I or Not
Count the fading heels
Count the healing strides
Count the fast passing past
Finger after finger

I never stopped and I cursed
To voice atop the last floor
How do I or Not
Steal tomorrow from the day
Beam with joy where I don’t enjoy
Look back and see you seeing me
Like children hiding nothing

The fire is gone
The bush is growing on cinder
Will it or  Not
Shoot each foil and flower
Summon you who lights the fire
Pretend nothing ever killed
The whole generation of Love


Details | Lyric | |

Have I told you lately that I love you

Have I told you

Have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you just how much I care?
Have I ever told you?
when I am with you darling
The power of bliss and joy is everywhere

Have I told you how my heart is yearning?
To feel you here within my sweet embrace
Have I ever told you?
That whenever I am with you
I melt within your beauty and your grace

I look at you and feel such joy within me
You smile at me and everything feels grand
Have ever I told you 
When you are with me Darling
A feeling comes that I don’t understand

I know that there will never be another
Could fill my heart with love the way you do
My darling let me tell you
You’re all I ever live for
I love you with a love so pure and true.

Have I told you that each night when I am sleeping?
Your image haunts my dreams and gives me bliss
You make me feel so happy
Every moment I am with you
You mesmerize me, dear, I tell you this


Details | Ballade | |

The soul of the Crab

The soul of the crab

Oh how she hides behind that shell
Lets no one see her feelings
She’s practical in everything
But those feelings have her reeling
She’s sensitive, and hurt easy
And her moods they be so many
And yet she has not one bad bone
Malice, she has not any.

She be the one for queen and country
Digs into history
She’s always loyal to her kin
She loves her family
She’ll protect them with her life
Don’t no one touch her man!!!
She has a brilliant memory
And she’ll get you when she can.

Her mother, she loves very much
But her children more than that
Wherever there be family
That’s where she would be at
And how she loves to entertain
And cook delicious food
And always she will be a mother
In her heart will be her brood

9 August 2013 @ 2000hrs.


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A beautiful love song I'll sing you

A beautiful love song

A beautiful love song I’ll sing you
I write for you two songs a day
And I want to sing them forever
In these writings I just want to say
That forever I love you, my darling
You’re my one only lady forever
Oh yes I will love you with all of my heart
Until the first day of never.

What a beautiful, wonderful lady
You be, you’re my lady divine
And all of your kisses and all of your sunshine
They go to my head like fine wine
Whenever I’m with you my Darling
I feel like I’m walking on air
You give me a feeling, so sweet so tender
I love you my lady so fair.

Each day is a wonderful story
All filled with such beauty and grace
Because my heart floats for you Darling
Whenever I see your sweet face
I know that I could not forsake thee
For you give my world so much bliss
I can’t help but love you, there’s something about you
I guess that’s the way that it is.

24 August 2013 @ 0522hrs.






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Circle of Life - A Pet Story

It seems like just the other day
Our pup, Shadrack, did pass away;
And altho’ they never seemed like friends,
My old cat, Jorg, knew Shad had met
   his untimely end.

He mourned his loss every day
And looked for Shadrack everywhere.
He’d mew and moan as if to say,
“We were friends.  I do care.”

Then one night, an eerie howl
Awoke me from my sleep.
He’d found Shad’s toys and left no doubt
That his feelings did run deep.

So our tedious search began
To find another likely pup;
But while my poor wife still grieved,
Could another measure up?


We went to Second Chance and Free to Live.
She just could not make up her mind.
She loved them all; but, if she picked just one,
The rest would have to stay behind.

Then, quite by chance, there was a “pound pup”
Who’d been picked up from the streets.
He was a mutt, a “schnauza-pug”;
But he was awfully sweet.

He jumped up and kissed her frantically.
He seemed aware of his “iffy” situation.
He made the best of his opportunity.
Tears of joy told her elation.

“This is the one”, she smiled through tears,
As she held him oh, so tight.
“I’m sure that Jorg will like him too.
Everything will be alright”.

And so it was, until one day
When old Jorg did pass away…

There was no hesitation on this sad occasion;
Come Saturday morning, we went straight 
   to the pound,
Open minded and hoping to be “saviors”,
Surely a nice cat was to be found.

“Sadly”, the lady said,” three kitties have only today.
There’s Andre and Panda and another one too”.
My wife smiled and said, “Jorg was your boy.  You pick.
They’re both beautiful cats.  It’s up to you”.

As I pondered this commitment
Another cat, a young one, caught my eye.
Like Jorg, he was a common gray tabby.
Fond memories were stirred.  I almost cried.

On closer look, his name was Boris;
And, strangely, he was number three.
There was a small sign on his crate,
“I don’t like other cats and other cats don’t like me”.

But there was character in his eyes and he was cute.
He was rolling and purring and stretching.
He seemed to look deep into my heart
And did his best to be quite fetching.

But because he was just a common gray tabby,
And because of the little sign,
His chances were slim, his future quite dim
And one day is precious little time.

For a moment I was lost in his eyes
And I heard his desperate plea, 
“I’m a swell cat and litter box trained.
Take me.  Please, take me”.

“Well”, my wife urged, “is it Andre or Panda”?
“One of us will take the other kitty.”, two older ladies chimed.
“You can each have one ladies”, I said with a smile.
I want Boris and he wants to be mine”.

In just hours he was romping and rolling with Pepper,
Who had happily welcomed his new friend.
Boris was a perfect fit, an affirmation;
The Circle of Life never ends.

Much more Joy than Sadness in this Circle,
And there should never be regrets.
Honor their memories and all the love they share,
Never break the Circle, never be without a Pet.


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Dedication To My Sister

My confidante, best friend…my Sister
You’ll never guess how much I’ve missed you
All throughout this past year
Many a time I’ve a shed a tear

Days when I just want you nearby
So upon your shoulder I can cry
Now once again we are together
I wish this week would go on forever

I love your smile and twinkling eyes
You brighten even the darkest skies
When you are here the puzzles complete
These are moments my memory will never delete

Memories of fun, family and sisterly love
Along with all the minor conflicts we rise above
A death stare…a cross word
Nothing will stop us from moving forward

Our love for each other is unconditional
Even though we butt heads and get a tad emotional
I could never contemplate holding a grudge against you
And I believe you feel the exact same way too

Staying mad at you is really quite hard
Cos your spontaneity catches me off guard
Your wonderful weirdness and crazy ways
Working you out is like conquering a maze

An abundance of talent and personality to boot
There are many reasons why, to you, I salute!
I look up to you for your strength inside
You shook off bad history, re-opening your arms again wide

Ready to embrace what life had planned
With your focus and drive, on your feet you did land
But it’s not all seriousness and work
Beyond this façade, your quirky side does lurk

This is the true you, who has us in hysterics
You’re funny and brilliant, there’s not a thing about you I’d fix
Your generosity towards your family is indescribable
A simple ‘Thank-you’ will never be suitable

You’ve given my daughter things I never could
You’ve done above and beyond what most Aunts’ would
I’ve been blessed to have a Sister like you
Not only a Sister…but a best friend too

There’s one part I hate about you arriving
Because no matter what…it leads to you leaving
So please promise me you’ll keep yourself safe and sound
Until this time next year comes back around.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
©copyright Juanita Torr
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It was always one-side


I never knew if you ever thought of me
So I kept my feeling to myself so for my own selfish
Reason I could keep you closer toward me.
But without warning you fell for another and easily
My heart was broken,yet and still I carried on with that
Fake smile.Never saying I love you,never telling you my
Growing feeling,before I knew it you left me alone in this
World,yes in this world which was so cold and heartless.
My skin grew cold when I never got to say what was always
On my twisting mind. When I smile I really cried,When I laughed
I really was frowning,When I would look at you looking in you eyes
And knew this was a feeling of disappointment since it been one-sided
Since the first time we meet but now you've gone and left me in a world
Which is so cold only you made it warm enough to go on.
If I only could have told you the truth would you had not been running away?
My heart aches my bones break my head numb,to think I feel in love
with a guy who knew only how to make me cry.Just exactly what I am I?
This was our farewell even if it was all one-sided just telling you now 

I honestly always will love you


This is for the man I loved who feel's for another....and he passed away 09/29/12 saturday....May you rest in peace Saul and come back to me soon


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Two's Magic Nose

Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play. 
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only memory was Ol’ Blue’s name.
 
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
 
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted.  He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
 
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue.  Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious.  Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked.  Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”

So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.

“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
Work at the farm was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
 
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a birddog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
 
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it!  It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard.  “How’d you get back?  Lord only knows!”
Suddenly Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile.  “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
 
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
 
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”


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Forty Lost

Time moves on,
and soon will tell,
when asked for whom
they ring the bell…
 Forty lived
…and forty lost,
you left before twilight.
When it’s half as much,
at twice the cost,
you’ll  bask
in perfect light…
We live in castles
…made of sand,
we come as a stranger,
but leave as a friend…
Remember now,
your last first kiss,
those times will be
profoundly missed…
Your smile indeed
could cast a spell.
You learned to
play a bad hand well…
With all our hopes
and dreams in tow,
we are old too quick,
and wise too slow.
Life’s an elaborate
complex dance...
Would you live again,
if you had the chance?
 
 Copyright © 2013


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For You

For which do I owe this pleasure 
Oh this blessed day be 
Recite the bird’s melodious song 

Greet this sleeping man from dreams 
Engulf me with his arms 
Or keep him in his slumber 
Ripples of light cascade him 
Grinning across his heaving chest 
Even the corners of the room 

Are curved into a snicker 
Let him arise to the sight 
Waiting impatiently I am
And fidgeting by his side 
Your damsel in distress 
So open your eyes 

And Great this glorious day
Not now is the time for waiting 
Dreaming of you can no longer suffice 

For I want to spend each tender moment 
On this ship of two lovers sail 
Remembering why we fell in love 
Even if we already did it twice 
Visions of this memory lane 
Entice me to stir you even more 
Read between the lines you handsome boy 

                Now wake up!

                                              


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I lay my tender heart

I lay my tender heart at your feet
and my soul and very being I surrender
My desire and quest
to fill your heart with joy
and summer
by the sweetest of emotion and affection.

To stand by you
to provide and protect you
a bond so strong nothing can tare it apart
until death do us part
and later
we meet once more
in a much better place
once again
reunited.

Peter Dome. copyright.2012.


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Why We Will Never Say Hello or Good-bye

Why We Will Never Say Hello or Good-bye
By Ingrid Showalter Swift 
Rake your fine fingers across my tender lips...
waiting with the hunger that years have made.
...Do you still hear me? 
I am off in a land of daisies and flowers, of many colors.
I walk down sandy paths of pale soft skin... that I imagine 
are yours 
The water-butter beneath my finger tips 
is your skin as well 
and I look out across a far away horizon and know 
you live there
breathing on, in unison with arms open to the sky 
You beam as the sun... I weep as the waves.
I ache and bend and cry out in labor pain 
There is no separation... but the heart still seems to seep 
with it. 
I can see your eyes 
and in my eyes still dark and far away 
...you drift quietly on a raft bobbing in a safe cove
The night still shifts to the wetted calm of us from time to time 
and I know the trees and dogs can feel us moving 
beneath the surface, like mermaids
Our tails are webbed jewels of gold and myrrh
Our fingers are intermingled... our cells combined...
Our torsos are sleek and clean 
We separate... dip and dive like porpoises...
They know... I know they know... and hear our ever calls 
and weep 
and bow 
and weep 
and dive for us 
in the still of twilight’s dancing diamonds
Why not? I cry... but know all too well the answers 
Because there are flowers on our paths
and children playing in the skin of the sand 
and we are one in our purpose 
and one in the words and one as they fly over head - wing to wing...
As autumn climbs the hill to winter...
we will be in the flickering light of fire side 
and the warmth of the soups that brew 
and are handed one to the other 
and we will ever be in the sawdust 
and in the creation of anything new
and in time as it flows back and forth with the tide
Nothing can ever sever us from the ants 
and the shells 
and the mail that arrives in the mail box 
Do you know that we are only a car ride away from forever?
Do you know that we are nothing more than one phone call apart?
...just seven numbers apart! 
and it will remain the distance of forever because we know 
how fine the sand feels between our toes 
how smooth the wind blows over our wet torsos and white sails 
and how water splashes into tiny beads of light at the bow
and how the tree grows 
and how the stone feels from the inside 
We will remain alone and surrounded by love 
...because grass is green
God! How I love you! 
Tell me again that you know... tell me... call me... tell me 
...that it is real... that you can hear me 
that I am the same as the child beneath your palm
loved ever, unconditionally
and you are proud of who I am and who I am becoming


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WHO WILL

On solid familiar fertile ground
My humbled set of feet stand
I work diligently avoiding demand

Total Independence, I tried and found
Trials and problems, I did mount
Indeed like a boxer, I pound and been pound
A fight not in ring but on land

There are teardrops in my eyes
There are laughter and smiles you saw
There are shoutouts I said in law
There are memories I leave raw

Who will come to cherish these?
Who will come to pass these?
Who will come and do the same?
Not for money, power or fame

By: 
olive_eloi
12:05 pm
01/13/2014

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A Tribute To A Hero

He was a man at nineteen who danced the skies
As death's grasp was ever tugging at his soul.
In the blue his British brother's spitfire squad
Sneered at death as each day took its ghastly toll.
His wings took him where, as a child, he could only stare
And wonder - If I fell, would the clouds catch me?
My comrades have fallen all around and I find
It is their love and courage that guide me there -
In that beautiful blue, there is a quiet peace.
High, before the eagle dives it screams a loud cry
That God's love and strength will guide their flight.
So, at the last, I shall trust to be caught by the clouds ...


In honor of John Gillespie Magee Jr., his courage, and his poems.
Within a year after writing his most famous poem "High Flight"
his plane crashed into a field and he died at 19. It is the most famous poem ever written about flight.

From "High Flight" by John Magee

 Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
 I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
 Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
 And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
 The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
 - Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.


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Sleep just for awhile

         Hush sweet baby please don’t cry         
     I’ll sing you a love sweet lullaby

    Never mind the boogie in your head
        Come lay on top of your silken bed

                      Sweep out things you can’t understand
                             As I play this song on the Baby grand 

                     You are quite special can’t you see
                    Many try to change like you to be

      So never think any less of your self
   Please come back being the naughty elf

Come let me sip water coconuts
From the word palm tree besots

            You have slept long enough
                 Grab your pillows shake and fluff

It’s just not the same without you
Please don’t send me to sleep too


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What a Beautiful Mind

An ideal renaissance man
A polymath
Did you know a Mona Lisa
Leonardo 
You have a beautiful mind

They said the Earth was the center
You said the Sun
On your death bed you published truth
Copernicus 
You have a beautiful mind

You have wrote classic symphonies 
You can not hear
You still had faith in your music
Beethoven
You have a beautiful mind

Most people are oblivious
They can not see
Only concerned with frivolous 
People
If you only knew beauty

All knowing transparent eyeball
You see nature
Remind us of why we are here
Emerson
You have a beautiful mind

Eighteen hundred poems hidden
A chest of words
Treasure, you'd rather be the one
Miss Dickinson
You have a beautiful mind

Chasing after a beam of light
An abstract thought
You understand our universe
Albert Einstein
You have a beautiful mind


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In your memory

Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
 but you are not here,

to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,

our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.


in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)


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I Let Myself Go

Soft And Warm Like The Quiet Storm
I Let Myself Go
I Let Myself Go
With Nothing To Hold On To
Not Even Gravity
I Let Myself Go
And Fall Deep Into A Fantasy
I Close My Eyes
Live In My Sleep
This Feeling Is A Dream
The Pain Of Waking Up Hurts So Deep
I Let Myself Go
Now Im Gone
And I Can’t Find Me
I Don’t Know Where I Am
But With You Is Where I Want To Be
My Mind Feels Lost
My Soul Feels Like Its Dying From Love
Because I See My Life Flashing Before My Eyes
When I Release From Your Hugs
If I Could Write My Words
On The Clouds In The Sky
I Would Use Ink
Made Of The Tears That I’ve Cried
So Whenever You Look
In The Air Up Above
You Can Read My Emotions
And Remember My Love
In The Garden Of Passion Is Where My Heart Grows
Right Next To A Beautiful Lavender Rose
So If My Heart Stops Beating
Let My Tombstone Show
That This Is The Place Where I Let Myself Go


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LOVE

LOVE is Cosmic cause it spells with four Letters individually
L meaning longevity for
O meaning Obtusely with
V meaning Virtuosity behind
E meaning Expression
When others give LOVE a different impression 
Its force could either lead or leave you into depression,
Perhaps using it correctly will fulfill you with an erection 
Or leave the ****** to stain an imprint,
The power behind LOVE created is infinite 
Once you believe in love it will show its magnificence,
Perhaps to know LOVE is undiscovered, 
Cause they're many whom live covered 
With a LOVE to hate,
But to teach you what LOVE is can be a huge mistake,
You should learn what it is through faith,
While your fate leans toward a truthful obligation,
Or having LOVE is our mental masturbation,
Because to determine LOVE should be measured through signs,
Using only four words to spell out to mean LOVE last for a very long time.


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Man with sorrow

A risky side
A twisted mind 
He's a man with sorrow 
He's a man on his own
I know your secrets
I see you losing control

I want you back
Oh I want you back home
*Chorus*:
To kill your sore
To purify your soul 
But not a glimmer of hope
And not a glimmer of joy
 

You walk with a frozen heart
Making it hard for me 
To leave you alone 
 
Your nonsensical twist
Makes me shiver inside 
 
The more mysterious he gets
The more attractive it gets 
 
Chorus:
But not a glimmer of hope
Not a glimmer of joy 
(2x) 
 
Your fatal deadly thoughts
Make me scream for more
 
I can never show, how much my love
For you was strong 
But you're the one I blame
 
I'm craving on saving you
So I can slay you on my own
 
I try to forget,
But I find myself with regrets 
 
You looked at me and said it straight
With no circles to spin
Baby turning the page,
Will lead us nowhere...
 
But not a glimmer of hope 
Nor a glimmer of joy 
I know your secrets 
I see losing control 
You're the one I blame
You're the one I crave.

**please feel free to correct and comment! :) ** MS-


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EVERY BREATH IS FOR YOU

Jesus you keep me breathing
You are my reason for living
Every breath I take to you I’m giving
Thanks to you I’m still surviving
I have very subtle moments between the inhale and the exhale
But I won’t let stress provoke me to scream and yell
My every breath has become like the metronome that centers my gravity, it gives me a beat
That metronome I have is giving my spirit rhythm now I’m moving my feet
In my breathing I sometimes find internal rhythm
Lately my vision has given my pen wisdom
So every word I write from my insightful vision I will inspire
From the words I recite that I write, to uplift you and spark that fire
Let me catch my breath because I have so much to say
I cannot seem to stop because I keep penning it every day
Every breath I take is very valuable to me
When I breathe my body feels free
So every breath I take is words that I say
But with those words I rather say I love you to Jesus when I pray

"JESUS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR ALWAYS LOVING ME!"


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The Petty Posh-WahZee - Liberation and Ostentation



The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a mute reminder of their selfless valiant sacrifice.

They endured brutal Apartheid harassment, detentions without trial,
torture in the cells, and mental anguish when loved ones disappeared,
they left their homeland, to continue the struggle against racial bigotry,
while countless others fought the scourge of white-minority rule at home.

Nelson Mandela and many, many others, spent their lives imprisoned,
on islands of stone, and on islands of the cruellest torture, yet they stood,
never bowing, never scraping, they stood, firm for ideals for which they were prepared to die,

and many, many comrades did die, at the hands of the callous oppressor,
and many, many comrades perished in distant lands, torn from their homes,
while the struggle continued, for decades, soaked in blood, in tears, in pain.


The Present:

19 years have passed, since freedom was secured at the highest of prices,
delivering unto us, this present, a gift of emancipation from servitude,

a freedom to walk this land, head held high, no longer second-class citizens,
in the land of our ancestors, whose voices we hear and need to heed today.

I do not care much for fashion, Lewis-Fit-On and Sleeves unSt.-Moron,
yet the ostentation that I witness baffles even my unsophisticated palate,

our ancestors' plaintive whispers are being dismissed, left unheeded, as
we browse the aisles for more and more, always for more and yet more.

Asphyxiated by the excess of the Petty Posh-Wahzee, we find ourselves,
perched precariously on the edge, of a dissolution of all that is humane,

babies go hungry, wives are battered, our elders left in hospitals for hours,
I cringe as I scribble these words, perhaps too sanctimonious and preachy,

yet I know, deep in the marrow of my brittle bones, I know, I know, I know,
this tree of freedom planted by the nameless daughters and sons of Africa,

needs to be shielded, nurtured, protected from our very own baser impulses,
so that the precious tree of freedom, may bear the fruit that may feed us all,

for if not, then we are doomed, to tip over, and into the yawning abyss, we shall fall.








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Dear Ethel

Dear Ethel.

Dear Ethel, as I write these words
A stressful thought it does occur
“Old England be a long, long ways away”
This little thought then starts a chain
And I’m there in Sydenham once again
When I was there the whole world seemed okay.

Dear Ethel, I remember well
What magic in your house did dwell
And you, you were a Princess in my eyes
And Young Sir Frank, he was your Knight
He seemed so dashing, bold and bright
 And the both of you were really full on guys

Dear Ethel I was not so old
And young hearts suffer through the cold
You’re warmth it cherished me so tenderly
 And Love be Love, and Love will always be  .

Now through this pen this song does come
I see your face and the deed gets done
This song has nestled deep within my heart
That Princess once that you did be
Be always there inside of me
Even though our worlds be far apart.
                                  
1999.


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MY AFRICAN WOMAN

Open Letter To The Golden Black Angel

The black angel on earth, the one proud of her skin
The hot chocolate in Africa, the one with glorious power
The ebony strength beneath the sun, the one full of sensuous splendor.

The golden black angel, the one flying the clouds
The shining star in the rich land, the woman defining beauty
The rich, the warm, the dark, the glittering flower breathing in Africa.

Just look at her eyes, the narrow eyes sliding to the sides
Just give a glance to her ruby lips, these syrupy, luscious and tepid lips
Just stare closely at her smile, am sure you are zooming the sun.

I feel her hypnotizing presence, the soothing aroma in the world
I feel her soporific nature, the one that naturally sends me to the sky
I feel her wafting movements, the movements worth every sane eye
I feel her tantalizing voice, Scandalizing my ears to lick it.

Am i forgetting her curves, the curves surpassing enchanted love potions?
Am i forgetting her manners, the manners giving me bedroom tendencies?
How can i? How can i not talk of the African woman? Eh? Tell her i adore her

Yours African,
Mzee Mwau.


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USAIN BOLT

Unfettered lightning lash through the fury of the rain,
Sizzle mouths dry with shock of glory. 
Athlete that made our jubilee golden, mighty Usain
Inciting the petrified blend each new victory
Nested within love of hope and love of glory.

Bridge us through the overbrimming and the pride
Olympian, orbit history like a carpet before 
Love's lesson cannot be spelt again. Be strongly sure
Thunder will not break the pact between possibility and dream.
                                 ii

Usain Bolt, do you know what limit is in our flesh
Surfing on opponents wind strainless to the end
African panting away from the hard invisible mesh
Inflicting us with pain - memories with me contend
Naturally, for the Negro rises as human again.

Bold man of grace, runner with the panther's ease
Ovations rise from within and without the race
Laurels for the worth that we may not grovel on our knees
Triumph has many friends where love secures its place.
                                    iii

Understanding only a form of speed tells nothing still
Simpler in the hearts denied a brighter beacon burns
A worth within the breadth and scope of human will
Insistent above the error of history, respect now earns
Nation and Negro a voice to speak in all the cause of man.

Bridge me then delight into the glory of your jubilee
Omit me not to light a princely tribute for your deeds
Lovelier than the loveliest of gazelle in raptured glee
Thundering in hostile skies where only lightning succeeds.

                                     iv
                               



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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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MY CHINESE DAUGHTER

                    To Hugo Shen Fei
               MY CHINESE DAUGHTER


                       There is no face
            Reflection of a thousand years
                That can take her place
           A face that cried a thousand tears
                      There is no heart
               Reflection of the West Lake dew
                      That can so impart
                   Devotion rediscovered
                             and 
                Replenished each day anew


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God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


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If You Were

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

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

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

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


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A Box of Hope and Dreams

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

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

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

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


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Our Legacy

He is my fortress and my strength
His love he has proven at length
In times of sickness and in times of health
He has remained open not stealth.
In youth we loved passionately
With children we loved affectionately
In middle age we loved calmly
With age we love patiently.
Many decades we leave behind us
Yet a few decades remain ahead of us
We are free to say what is on our mind
Knowing we’ve survived the test of time.
When money we had little of 
When children were ill 
When we were hurt by family or friends – 
When one was ill, the other thrived
we held on
so neither was ever left behind.
This is the legacy we leave 
Not of a love that is divine
But of a love that has ridden the roller coaster ride
 And survived.


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Gift Of Mortality

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


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Thanks For My Wonderful Wife


I remember the first time I
 and my wife first met.
The beauty in her...  I'll never forget!

I won't forget the day 
and the place.
I'll never forget the look
 on her face.

The feeling I had was
 hard to describe.
I knew she was going to be my bride!

I'm thankful to Jesus for 
bringing us together.
Binding us as one... 
Both now and forever!

Twenty years have passed...
 since our wedding day.
She's still my beautiful wife!  
I'm proud to say!

Thanks be to God,
 for making us one.
I pray for his blessings upon
 our daughters and sons.

May God be the unifying 
love in all that we do.
May we never forget the meaning of...
 "I love YOU!"

Each day I look at her... 
what do I see?
This wonderful wife God
 has brought to me!

I'm thankful and honored
 to have her as my wife.
She's been such a blessing...  
A great part of my life!

By Jim Pemberton 



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For the Dying Orphan

I let you die for my name As you reached for my hands Out of waters of drowning What a hypocrite this writer is The Hatred of Solitude Letting an orphan dream Then destroy him with knowledge Of what you have done He opened up to you In new ways But in nostalgic guises The springwinds whisper blithe yore But the winterwinds, much stronger Caress you with the dreams of your funeral sky “It was you… it was your fault… Letting the one who was so open to you Be the laugh… the piece in the game…”


Details | I do not know? | |

For Bruce Springsteen

for bruce springsteen...


it was a rain-swept monsoon day

way back then, so many moons away

when i felt the music strumming in my veins

setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins

you sang of simple truths, 

your verse spoke to people just like me

in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night

as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight

'bobby jean' spoke to me

of that girl down the street

glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet

and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart

led me down further roads of thunder

when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on

and never to surrender

to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run

while i danced in the dark 

with memories vivid and stark

even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark

and then a 'human touch' came along

and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song

and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes

as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies

in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned

as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned

and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up

working on a highway of scattered ideals

and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup

well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road

with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad

but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night

just like the ghost of that old tom joad...


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REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
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 YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


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Passed Away

Going from one phase of life to another A piece of a heart left to pass away here Love transformed from one entity to other Death leaves all harboring what we surely fear It hurts more than just pain from the suffering When the one who passed away goes departing All feel the enormous depression within Love carries on as the soul was sure taken
Russell Sivey


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The Road

Suspended in perpetual animation
There is a light at the end of the tunnel
From hours of travel though inches gained
Spewed forth from the bowels of existence I stand
Before me lies the road

Like a pond turned solid by Winters touch
The road is wide, flat, smooth
No encumbrances to impede the journey
Cautious at first, testing the consistency of life
The trek of life begins on the road

It is not so bright anymore
Feet shuffle along in a redundant pattern
Knees skinned and bruised
Rocks, underbrush, thorns and ruts
These are the things that now fill the road

Alas, a fork and a place to rest
Up to now the choices where clear
Through mired with pitfalls the ground was flat
No twists, no turns no looking back
Things are to change depending on the road

Left or right, the choice seems easy
The right is blessed by being clear
The left appears to be less traveled
Skulls, cross bones and signs beware
Love and pain are to gain on the road

I have been meant to suffer
Life and family has taught me that
The left road I must take
The pain of absence of love already aches
Perhaps life shall end on this fragment of the road

The hand of God has made passage impossible
Wind, rain, sleet and hail
Tear are my flesh and blur my eyes
Bloodied and raw fingers grasp into the unforgiving Earth
Clawing my way up the grade that is now the road


Shrouded in disappointment and failure
I succumb to life’s journey
It is simply too hard without family and love
Face down the struggle ends
I release my grasp and begin the last leg of the road

Where is the bottom? Why have I not hit?
I quit, I have no more to give
Yet suspended like where it all began
What forces dare to interfere with the plan
For what reason to I remain on the road

It is not I that continues the struggle
Through slits of clarity wiped clear from tears
The vision comes into focus
There is one who feels I am worth the effort
It is my brother who holds me on the road

You are not a brother, blood of blood
Nay, you are a brother by choice
A man through unconditional love and conviction
Has purged the darkness, sorrow and despair
Saving my life and my soul, I am still here on the road

I have no tangible means of payment
Gifts and idle trinkets could never tender the amount I owe
The love I have and the embraces of family
It is what was given to me because I went left
The wounds healed and voids filled because of the road

Today the day is bright
Warmth surpassed only by the glow of love
Shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
Life is worth living and good again
Because of our travels down the roa


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My Comfortable Chair

Like my special comfortable chair
I'm reassured your always there
when I need you.

Providing a comfortable cushion
against harsh ravishes and rigors
of life.

My sanctuary
my my love
my heart and soul
my wife
my life.



Peter Dome.copyright.2013.July.


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A Two Woman Duo

A Two Woman Duo
 
By Missy Yourist 



I am from the inside of a woman whom I have never met. 
A birth mother who I do not know one ounce of who or what she is about. 
A person who bearably carried me for nine months. 
Gave birth to me, a 3 pound toe-head baby. 
She had to have held me right after, but my baby eyes don't seem to remember. 
Blurred by the brightness of the world, 
I never saw who my birth mother was. 

But after two months, I was passed onto the most beautiful creature 
that my premature eyes had ever seen. 
A woman who would ultimately become my real mother. 
A wonderful being who would raise me with pride. 
Teach me the ways in which she thought we right. 
A mom who would love me with all of her heart and care for me 
for the 14 years that she would be able to share with me.


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My wonderful lady

Style con verse

My wonderful lady

Such wonderful eyes of blue
How they thrill me through, and through

Her love flows like a river flows
As every day it grows, and grows

Hair like velvet, skin so soft and fair
She’s so cuddly like koala bear.

Her smile is like the sun at early morn
Her voice is like the bird song in the dawn

I love this lady much more than words can tell
If she weren’t with me, my life it would be hell.

7 September 2014 @ 2140hrs. Con-Verse

by pedro

perfection with style pedro... well done  

The Con-Verse, created by Connie Marcum Wong, consists of three or more 2-line rhyming stanzas (couplets). The meter of this form is in syllabic verse.

Rhyme scheme: aa,bb,cc,dd,ee
Meter: 7,7,8,8,9,9,10,10,11,11

(Syllabic verse only counts the number of syllables in a line.)

This form consists of three or more couplets which ascend by one syllable up to and until you reach a syllabic count of eleven which would contain ten lines.



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All I Need Is You

I don't need any money,
I don't need fancy shoes.
I don't need to buy happiness, 
'Cause all I need is You.

I don't need expensive clothes,
I don't need things to choose.
I don't need five-star meals,
'Cause all I need is You.

I'm smiling here so wide;
I feel like I'm brand new.
Today is the start of something big
'Cause all I need is You.

My soul is eternally fulfilled;
My heart is being led through.
I don't need anything else,
'Cause all I need is You.


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Dirty Girl

Soiled are her thoughts, toiled within her mind –
a filthy fallen angel,  death and sweat combined.
What a dirty silly girl she is, and always will she be –
to break the rules, of domestic fools for all the world to see.

Seductive are her ways, she stays hidden within the crowd.
She holds her staff, while others laugh, cloaked in dirty shroud.
Chanting aloud, tall and proud, she charms all the men.
They bow on one knee, this dirty banshee for the once flirty has been.

Stained with disdain, she flaunts her filthy dirty ways,
she teases the insane, and pleases the mundane who betray,
lust will always win, she says with a grin, and goes on to the next,
who stands in line, for a fallen angel so fine,  whose soul will never rest.


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To A Missing Love

I miss the days,
We shared together,
And the love we shared,
When it was there,
Believe it or not,
My love for you,
Will always remain,
In my heart,
No matter where you may go,
For we have been,
Through a whole lot together,
That shows my love for you,
Is as true as it becomes,
For one day you will see,
That no one will stand beside you,
The way that I have,
During these troubled times,
And never leave your side,
To be there through thick and thin,
The way I was for you,
Being very true during each forsaken time,
Even though you were pushing me away,
By doing what you did,
Which caused us many problems,
I felt as if everyone else mattered,
More to you,
Than me.


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My Metaphysical Monument To JAH


(1 Kings 8: 27)



I Would Build  YOU  Seven Pillars
Made of Pearls of Such Dimension- Prized
I Would Build  YOU  Ten Giant Columns
Made of Pure Crystals Up To The Skies

And On That Holy Edifice
of 400 Cubits Elevated To Size
I Would Build  YOU  A Thunder-Temple
A Thousand Stories High

This Would Be My Metaphysical Monument To  JAH ...

And Inside The Thunder-Temple
I Would Build A Lightning-Fire
It Would Burn A Flame of Love So Hot & Bright
That Lasts Forever & Never Die

I Would Place  YOUR Name  On A Pedestal Throne
of Precious Gems - No One Could Pry
Of Such Height & Depth & Length 
& Everlasting Arms Wide 

This Is My Metaphysical Monument To JAH ...

O' My Rock of Ages  ... Because  YOU  Are My Strength
& My Fondest & Most Fervent of Ties
I Would Construct This On A Mountain Top
That Stands Up Past A Million Miles

It Would Touch The Moon In Reflection
And The Stars Would Be Inspired
and Eclipse Every Man-Made Structure
& Orbit  In  YOUR  Eyes

This Is My Metaphysical Monument To  JAH ...

I Would Fill The Air With Perfumed Prayer
Celestial, Sparkled-Incense Would Rise
I Would Fill The Space With Music
& Exalt  HALLELUJAH  In Chimes!

I Would Bow Down In YOUR Beauteous Presence
In The Aisles & Among All Tribes
& Exult In The Awesome  Atmosphere
of YOUR Essence So Wise

... In My Metaphysical Monument To  JAH ...

I Would Fill It With  All  YOUR  Worshipers
& All  YOUR  Wonders  & Praise  Realized
& We'd Sing My Metaphysical Monument
In Paradise ...   To  JAH !

This Is My Metaphysical Monument                
And Yes, This Vision Is Heaven-Sent      
Spirit-Height & Depth & Width & Length          
In My Whole-Soul, Solar-Sacrament            

&  My Devotion's Endless Measurements      
Built From A Bonafide & Blessed Blueprint        
Constructed Thru Carpenter's Consent           
& With The Master-Worker's Instruments         

It Will Tower-Up In Testament !                
So All Will Know - Everywhere I Went               
It's  The Metaphysical Monument                  
My HalleluJah - Horizon-Event!                       

... My Metaphysical Monument  ... To  JAH
 

              Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/27/2013 
                        by:  MoonBee Canady


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Love at seventy

For my beautiful wife, Vera Rosina, happy seventieth

I write this love song for my wife
She’s seventy today
And though the years have passed on by
That girls she looks okay
She has that kind of beauty
That age could never fade
She’s a special kind of angel
Who was in Heaven made.

My Vera Rose has everything
A girl could ever need
And as the years go passing by
That girls she still does feed
That sense of pride so strong in me
I always marvel at her
She’s a ‘one off’ girl for every season
My heart she still does stir.

One never knows what love is
{Not the purest kind of love
The one that bonds two folk together
And is blessed by God above}
Until they have grown old together
Oh, I know this for sure
Cause as each moment passes by
I love my lady more.

12 July 2013 @ 0400hrs.


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Daddy's Girl

I remember feeling like a queen,
Sitting on your lap.
Listening to you sing to me,
As your foot would gently tap.

I remember how you’d close your eyes,
As you sang a sad, sad song.
And how you’d wink and smile at me,
When I’d try and sing along.

I remember listening as you played,
Guitar for hours on end.
And dreaming someday I could play,
Like you my dad, my friend.

Brenda Meier-Hans
3rd


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Reflections Of You

When walking a path that you wish to take
A memory of love that never was a mistake
Holding hands with the most of caring person
Gave a virtue of different emotions and lesson
Now you share and grow to care for another
And you have created a family with no other
It shows through generations that you have virtue 
Of whom you shared your love and faith in is true
The image of both of you comes to make a new
A new creation of a reflection of you


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One More Time

What could I say that you don't already know 
One last word to share with you before you have to go

After 9 years of being loved and loving everyday 
Was there really anything at all that we have left to say

I loved you every second, every moment since we met 
You had the strongest sweetest soul I've come to know here yet

I think my greatest comfort since we met until you passed 
Is I know I spent my time with you as if it were my last

It really didn't shock me that you didn't stay so long 
The angel wings you flew in on have always fluttered strong 

It's funny when I think of all the things I did, and see 
If I was here to care for you or you to care for me?

And so it's time to say farewell I'll do the best I can 
Until we're reunited my soft, sweet, bossy little man!


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To a Ghost of a Rose

Another time and place we said ‘I do’,
The word love meant forever you and me,
Eternal destiny came into view,
Only in my arms could you ever be,
Only in your kiss could I fly so free.

A promise made and shared throughout all time,
Yet we knew the coming of pain and strife,
And all too soon another ritual rhyme,
My pathway home is the journey of life,
Until the day I see my darling wife. 





Form: English Quintains


Details | Couplet | |

How Many Times

How many times does God forgive,
Again and again, please just live,
How many times, can you fall down,
Over and over, you’ll be found,
How many times will I just pray,
For all your pain to go away,

For you were once my dearest friend,
In my heart your presence ends.

How many days go quickly bye,
How many birds sing when they cry,
How many cherubs fight for you,
How many angels dance the blues,

How many demons tried to take,
How many stripes for our mistakes,
How many times could I confess,
I never loved you any less
I never loved you any less.


How many times does God forgive,
Again and again, please just live,
How many times, can you fall down
Over and over, you’ll be found’
how many times will I just pray,
for all your pain to go away,

For you were once my dearest friend,
In my heart your presence ends.


By: Sabina Nicole
Written: For DRS


Details | Rhyme | |

two woman one child

Once there were two women who lived different lives..
One I hardly around for me to remember, the other I call my mother.
Two different lives, shaped to make my one...
One was out of reach like a star, the other became bright sun.
The first gave me life and the second taught me how to live it.
The first gave me a need for love, and the second was always there to give it.
One gave me a nationality, the other gave me my nick name.
One gave me a seed of talent, the other gave me an aim.
One gave me emotions, the other calmed my fears.
One heard my first cry, the other dried all my tears.
One gave me up  without a second thought...To selfish to care
The other prayed for my safety and God led me straight to her. I was her Mandy Bear
And now you ask me, As my peer 
the age old question unanswered throughout the years...
Heredity or environment .. Which am I the product of..
Neither, my friend .. neither..
just two different kinds of people...That ended with only ONE LOVE


Details | Quatrain | |

A Thanksgiving Wish

I wish I could sit ‘round the corner,
And take in all of the clamor;
I’d hear laughter and conversations,
I would hear what really matters!

I would hear dear familiar voices,
Distinctive laughs I would know right away.
Dinnerware clanging with silverware,
And the smells of Thanksgiving Day!!!

I would thank my God for family,
Both at home and those miles away.
If I could just sit ‘round the corner,
That would be a spectacular day.

What you have, when gathered together,
Is a gift every heart longs to share.
The gift of just loving each other,
And the prize of each person that’s there.

Though I’m not sitting there ‘round the corner,
My heart is most certainly there.
My love, adoration and thankfulness,
Is in spirit, at everyone’s chair.

I love you dear family, and send my best wishes:
For holiday health, wealth and mirth.
Tis Thanksgiving Day! Thank God for right now!
It’s the best seat to have on the earth. 


Details | Free verse | |

Thanks, my Love

For all the sweet moments we've had together,
and many time our love seem to falter,
for many pains we've together borne,
and many gains that have accrued to our barns,
for standing by when the ground wanted to give way,
and the intensity of the sun seemed unbearable,
for those days I was a thorn in your soft flesh,
and you never chose to tear it away,
for thousands years ahead for us to dream,
and indulge in all our worldly treasure,
for all of these and many more to come,
I say thank you my love for being there for me.






16th Nov, 2012


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I AM A WOMAN

I walk
I talk
I possess an image
That image
I am the woman

The woman who is 
In absolute possession
Of the courage
As brave as a warriors staff
The woman who knows her rights 
And fights for it
I am the woman
With the “man”

I feel 
I heal
I possess a heart
That heart
I am the woman

The woman with 
An inner child
With an overflowing joy
With no worries bigger
The woman whose gleeing spirit
Brings hope to all
I am the woman
With the “womb”

I make
I create
I possess an art
That art
I am the woman

The woman herself
Stringing together
All pieces of earth
And soothing the broken
The woman whose arms
Wraps those she loves
I am the woman
That woman…

©Naa Takia, All Rights Reserved 2012


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne

Christ Stepped Down From His Heavenly Throne! Christ stepped down, from his heavenly throne. He came to earth… For 33 years, he called it his home! His mission had one purpose and desire in mind! He was to one day, be a sacrifice for mankind! He taught and gave us his words, powerfully spoken! He knew that one day, his body would be broken! He desired that all, would one day, come to know him! Because of his resurrection, all can receive him! He’s alive today! And reigns from heaven above! And desires to touch us, with his endless love! Won’t you humbly come, and accept what he’s given? And experience the power, of being forgiven! This can be your moment! This can be YOUR day! He loves you much more, than words can say! All honor and praise, to Christ Jesus, our king! You are our righteousness! Our everything! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Moon

Might I ask about what the moon means to you?
It means the world revolves in a transcending path with a satellite.
Why does the moon shine in the midnight sky?
It shines because it is a guide between the world of the dead and the living.

So does the moon fill the air with hope?
The moon itself is hope for people.
Why does the moon pull us in with such soul searching?
It is because we feel that the moon is part of our every day life.

Children who asks these questions; I have strive to tell them some truth,
And for the adults out there I created a little Moon lite poem to sooth.

So the moon is our light in the darkest hour of the night
With romance in the air that is so bright
We all hold hands once in a moonlit walk
And with such passion we would talk
The moon gives us our pull on each others heart
With a dinner that we take part
The ritual of wooing ones heart is a great feeling of love
The moon is always there to shine right above
In time we think we are blinded by the moon 
But to tell you the truth it reflects the sun light during midnight noon
It gives out a warmth in the darkness
We probably do not think of it less
Because the moon is our memories of our past 
It shows it everyday and night and always last

April 13, 2013


Details | Quatrain | |

Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


Details | Rhyme | |

Woman

To look into the eyes of lovely itself,

   and dream a thousand days of her smile,

   and call the millenium barren without her,

   tall, plush walk.....

   strides in the naked night....

Moons waiting to delight, the fluff-fluttered

   silk of her waxen wings; 

   a million suns could not melt....

But her hero upon the hill, 

   and make sweet surrender her arms;

   and wanting her touch to love,

   in a midnight grove, 

   stroll the lush orchard,

   with flowers in her hand.....

To music at home,

   dancing into bedrooms....

   and dreamy little love lands....

For all the mysteries of a woman 

   in her hand,

   (she held)


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When I Die

Don't weep for the loss
I've merely swept across
Know that I am here
Always will I be near
In the way you walk
And the way you talk
Thru your words of strife
To guide you thru this life
In your beautiful stare
All the elements in the air
Running thru your veins
And whatever shall remain
Presenting thru your smile
And every lonesome mile
With every beat of your heart
You'll feel we're not apart
With every warming breeze
And the swaying of the trees
Thru your precious laughter
And every moment thereafter
In those mesmerizing eyes
Your mother is still alive
In each and every thought
Enacting what I've taught
Thru the precious moments
And every single torment
Thru every scent you intake
And each and every mistake
Your mother has not died
In your hearts where I reside


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Do not read this

But now your here,

Raise a glass
to all the talented poets here
who, inspire us to write everyday
and all the friends we have met along the way.

Brought together
by a common interest
to express our thoughts
and feelings
and give pleasure
to all the poetry family.

peter Dome. copyright. 2012.


Details | I do not know? | |

Grace Of Heaven Woman

Woman is a song 
Only men in rare few can recite 
Woman is grace 
In rose
Only in embrace holy land
 Could rise
Woman is a golden bird of heaven
Who breathe
In wings hug
Warm  of free breath
Flutters with heart's beat
Sweet matured in within peace
In nap of bosom  love
 Praised  raised ere in ease
 Kiss  blossom in dips - honey
In dearly her adore sweet 
 Buds in dew's - passion
Her bliss in life


Details | Rhyme | |

Just A Little Talk With Jesus

Just A Little Talk With Jesus… Why not talk to Jesus? And spend some time alone? Won’t you ask him to be the Lord of your heart and home? Just a little talk with Jesus can make your day so bright. He can heal your troubles and make everything “alright!” Just a few moments with him can make all of the difference! His love can give you hope and a joyous experience! Feel free to share with him your every need and concern! Won’t you allow him to guide you at life’s every turn? Won’t you allow his cleansing power to take your sins away? He can make you a new person! And can do it TODAY! The time you can spend with him, is time you won’t regret! HE will never fail you! And hasn’t let go of anyone yet! Just a little talk with Jesus will bring sweetness to your soul! The words of Christ can completely make you whole! Please remember a promise from the beginning of time. When God created the world... He had all of us in mind! Spending time with Jesus will be the best thing you did! Won’t you accept his love and willingness to forgive? Just think about the opportunity with Christ you can share! You can have time with him! And can meet him anywhere! Behold the glory of our Lord! He reigns from heaven above! You can enjoy his presence! And the power of HIS LOVE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Elegy | |

Voices From The Sky

So sad So very, very sad Those voices from the sky So little time So much to say, In those Moments before they die So few So very, very few The words that said goodbye So far away So very, very far away… Yet heard…every whisper…every sigh So many… I love you’s so many stifled cries So many pauses…so many tear-filled eyes So lovely So very, very lovely Those precious words from on high So silent So very, profoundly silent After that last goodbye Those last “I love you’s, Tell the kids I love them too We’ll meet again… me and you” Phones gently So, so gently Laid down and moved aside So hard So very, very hard to leave Those voices from the sky Let's Roll!!


Details | Acrostic | |

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



Details | Quatrain | |

Sandy Hook

Today, it just doesn't seem fair
That we are still able to breathe.
They have given us their air-
Our duty to lead the life they leave.


Details | Rhyme | |

An Unforgiven Tune

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
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 YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


Details | Couplet | |

The Difference My Life He Did Make

The Difference My Life He Did Make

Precious are the memories which lift my soul
Soring to heights of remembered laughs
The joys having made eternal will always last
Good experiences for the lessons I did learn 
This life of a man who shared in kind
For in his living day by day
This man helped me in showing the way
A way of living as a better husband father and man
A way of living that I might stand
To stand tall for family friendship and right
That from this day-forth his trodden path reflects light
Light to shine when worries I do care
Light to glow my path when in despair
I rejoice to know the difference my life he did make


In remembrance of my Father-In-Law
Poem by Mark A. Goodson (son-in-law)
10/26/2012


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emotional beauty


emotional beauty

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

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

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

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

opn04112011/1322

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

My Madness, Me

My Madness, Me...


Confined by this straight-jacket,
strapped in, numb and dumbed,
a washed-out, has-been, also-ran,

body, eyes, the equilibrium of mind,
rattling like stones in an old tin-can.


Still, I am, 

I am,

and I am unchained,

my dreams taking flight, soaring,
above these claustrophobic walls,
of synapses, and dungeons of stone,

swooping through green valleys,
taking a detour to savour the joys,

soaked in torrential, evergreen memories,
of a younger man, with passion in his bone.

I am.

My wings unclipped, unshackled, free,

I am, and though I am unable to see,

I am.

At long last,

me...



Details | Quatrain | |

Is It

In dark shadows I see a fleeting glimpse,
A girl with long blonde hair and eyes of blue,
I glance again and she is gone from sight,
And I wonder if, if that girl is you.

Is it the girl, who claimed my heart as hers,
One winter’s day while dancing through the town?
The girl who showed me the meaning of love
While making me smile by acting the clown.

But I know it is mere wishes and dreams,
My cold mind knows my love cannot be there,
Now she dances with the moon and the stars,
As the gods hold her safely in their care.

Some days I feel so alone without you,
Without the love that held me close each night,
So I look into the shadows again
To see that smile and know all will be right.






Form: Sicilian Quatrains


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Free verse | |

True Friendship

He heals the hearts of many
Providing guidance 
With his host of divine networking
A male Snow White
The animal kingdom loves him!

A man so humorous
When one truly listens
When you open your heart
And open your mind
You can hear and understand him 

Sharp and cleverly witted, he is!
I love him dearly!

Blessed am I
To have him in my life
Dear Friend
Your tenderness
Warms my heart
'I Love You'
Thank you 
For being a
‘Honourable Friend’


Details | Rhyme | |

Father's Day Tribute To My Dad

Father's Day Tribute To My Dad

So many Father's days that you and I can not share
 so very much has happened that I needed you there
My first time learning to drive that 'ole truck
 my first job , sweating so hard to make a buck!

Strange new feelings after my first real date
 somebody to help me when I got her home so late
A shoulder to lean on when I lost my first love
 a loving hand to often give me a much needed shove!

Words of wisdom when I faced losing my great job
 gentle mercies spoken when I finally broke and sob
Steady influences to curb my very wild young ways
 your love to hold so very dear all my earthly days!

The awesome joy of the birth of my first beautiful son
 the shared happiness of my house build finally done
Shared journeys of our treasured families happily living
 the great blessings you were always so joyously giving!

On this forty-fifth Father's day desperately missing you
 I thank God for the fifteen loving years shared , we two
Knowing you are looking down with prideful ,loving heart
 two spirits and loves joined together are never truly apart!

Robert L. 06-01-2014

Forty -five years now and rarely a day goes by that I do not
still greatly miss my Dad. He was truly one of a kind and a 
very loving and generous man.. Greatest man I've ever known..


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BARRETT AND BROWNING Runaway Lovers

RUNAWAY LOVERS

Sat Ba Barret restless in her room
Drinking death in dark and gloom
Tragedy seemed her last name
Despite the books that were her fame
Letters reached her by the score
But one kissed paper touched her core
Robert Browning made her wild
Exuberance flared—she was a child
A woman forty –heart on fire
Now she had but one desire
A partner for her life she sought
Her father raged—her brothers fought
And so she, in the dead of night
Began a journey—love’s mad flight
They wed with maid and cousin there
And off they sailed like on a dare
Tossed her frail and lifelong curse
Dared the gods to do their worst
She won the man and mated prize 
Found her reflection in his eyes
First night was a burst of tears
Maid was sent to soothe her fears
Downstairs help was all a twitter
Certain Ba was dry and bitter
Old maid and a cripple lass
With intellect none could surpass
Now she’s wed and this first night
What would happen—tup or fight?
Footmen bet on Browning luck—
Old maids were like sitting ducks
But when they saw dawn faces glow
Even shallow hearts did throw
A prayer that heaven smile on them
Such naked love sang out ‘Amen’.


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HELLO JOHNSON, MY NAME IS RUTHIE YOUR NIGHTLY NURSE

I see that you have been in a coma for two days and I hope you can hear me,Johnson, I'm going to check your vital every two hours just to see if there ant changes,Johnson,my name is ruthie your nightly nurse, and while I'm here with you I will see to it that you are giving the best care while you here,Johnson, I will clean your wounds and chang your bandages too and when I'm finished doing those thing I will comfort you,Johnson, my name is Ruthie your nightly nurse I'm going to check your vital every two hours just to see if there is any changed,with tears in her eyes, thses are her words, I going to sit right beside you,I'm going to write your wife and kids for you Johnson,I'm going to tell your wife how much you going to miss her and how she's going to miss you,I going to tell your kids that you love them and you wish that if it God will that you can be there to watch them grow-up,I'm going to hold your hand while you are here,Johnson, my name is Ruthie your nightly nurse ,I will be the person you will hear talking with you and I will be the last person to hold your hand, and I'll kiss you for your wife and kids and I'll tell them how good a soldier you was Johnson,I'm going to tell your parent that you are a brave soldier and that you love them very much,and I will also write and tell your conrade to always keep you in there heart,and Johnson when it's my time to go who will sit beside my bed? and hold my hand? and who is going to write my husband and kids and tell them how much I'm going to miss them and who is going to kiss me one last time???Johnson, my name is Ruthie, your nightly nurse It's time to unplug you from my machine, I can't check your vital anymore, I'm going to clean you and dress you in your dress blued and pin your awards upon your chest, and call for someone to bring your body out PVT Johnson will be miss. time of death 1400hrs. stay in a coma for five days....................this is dedicatedto Pvt johnson and his family and love ones......................SSG KIRT JACK


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

A Child's Life

Children look up to super hero's,
Cause they stand fo the good of people,
They also look up to their parents,
For the knowlege of right from wrong,
And other things in life,
So charish them everyday and hold them tightly,
Close to your heart,
For one day they too will be all grown up,
To have a family of their own,
And even though you will,
Continuously love them and charish them,
You will still see them as the children they were,
Cause it was like yesterday they were,
And now they're grown up,
So fast and you hope you have raised them right, 
And your love was enough,
That it will never die throughout time,
Cause you two will always be together,
As it's meant to be,
As they become parents they begin to see,
What you have taught them was for their own good,
As they teach their children as well,
So always remember the children in your life,
For they will bring you happiness,
That will come so true,
That in the end,
Will be as  hearts plain site.


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Whisper

You whispered in my ear,
a breathy secret, hushed.

“I love you”, you murmured.

I said nothing,
lost, in your arms,
I found a home. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
I said nothing,
lost in my thoughts,
I found peace. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
words failed me then.

They still do.


Details | Rhyme | |

2005


                                       
Back when pots were freshly stewing;
Hoping for a beggars feast at a place we all were viewing.
Fairytales with lovers leap a woman’s flowing hair
Flowers written for a love asking love me if you dare.
We gave our words and pledged our heart’s;
We cried for those who hid behind the hedge.
We built ourselves a special place with murals in the park;
And I will always know this place it’s a road that’s cut and marked
 


Details | I do not know? | |

My Love Stripped Bare


"Limpid pools of prevarications laid down and to the left.The ayes and nays of what lay between us , belie sweet spoken claims of truth.A Chalice filled with promise is naught but empty if held and turned the same. Once upright empty , still ; as silent as a plea unaswered . The void of need unfilled.To late to slake a Knightly thirst. Lips parched and broken , will never hold that cup upright.While misbegotten fools grasping crudely , face her to the ground. With vulgar jibes and leers they sit and drink their fill of She who suffers the slings and arrows of fools thrown coppers for the Goddess , in Whom they don't believe. James Patrick Kail August 4th 2012" 


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank You Jesus



Thank You Jesus!


Thank you Jesus, for making my life complete!
You’ve blessed me, from my head to my feet!

Thank you Jesus!  For you mercy most fare!
And for keeping me in your love and care!

Thank you Jesus!  For your wonderful love!
And for your peace…  Like a very gentle dove!

Thank you Jesus!  For all that you’ve done!
All praise and honor, to God’s risen son!

Thank you Jesus!  For this, and so much more!
You’re the way to heaven!  The only door!

Thank you Jesus!  For listening to my prayers!
You’re willing to help!  And always there!

Thank you Jesus!  You brought me hope!
Just when it seemed I was on a slippery slope!

Thank you Jesus!  For forgiving my every sin!
I humbly come before you!  My lord and friend!

I love you Jesus!  You’ve blessed me today!
Whatever I’m going through…   You’ll make a way!

I worship you Jesus!  And I bless your name!
I’m so glad you’re here!  I’m glad you came!

By Jim Pemberton


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someone cares

Someone cares if I'm happy today 
If my day is cheerful and bright? 
Someone somewhere cares if I'm feeling ok 
If everything going just right. 

Someone somewhere cares if I eat
If there is food in my fridge and plates full at my table.
Someone somewhere cares if I have clothes on my back and shoes on my feet
They keep my mental state stable. 

Here I sit wondering if someone still thinks about me.
Pondering if that someone is still out there.
Is this how life is always going to be
And if that someone still remembers, I care about them too if they care about me.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Woods Softly Beckon

The Woods Softly Beckon

The woods beckon my soul to fly
always they have but I ask why
Perhaps a father's love they give
to bring joy as I strive to live

The golden silence in wooded air
takes away every troubling care
Invisible mists cloaks their gifts
beauty that forever, forever uplifts

The woods send me on a great trip
a wine to ever so slowly , calmly sip
A marvel to visit and simply behold
a fine victory for the brave and bold

The views that Nature has crafted
which my soul seeks to be grafted
A spell shoots so sweetly into me 
when surround by the beauty of trees!

Robert J. Lindley  06-22-2014


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OUR SEPTEMBER

I remember our youth times where trees bear so many fruits
And the birds of heaven would sing for us; today teas fill
My eyes as all I see and hear are the sounds of the machines
Around me; I have longed for the sounds of waters meandering
In our beautiful mountains; mountains that were so holy.

I always wanted to spend this time with you; 
Your sweet voice was so wonderful to my ear drums.
I never thought that I will have to leave; being with you made
I to even see what was happening around; I even lost contact with the spirit
Why did you let them change you?

I thought you remember that you were the seed to those plain lands of our fore fathers
But today is as I can feel the spirit around me 
I can see the land we created in our thoughts; and the machine
Sounds are fading away now;
All I hear is the harmonic sounds of the birds and waters falling down 
From great waterfalls where wishes come true and love is amended
Sweet September my one I once share the heart 


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Through The Trials And Valleys

Through The Trials And Valleys…

I’ve been through trials and difficult situations.
Many times it happens with no explanations!

Whatever I’ve had or have taken with me.
I’ve been there when everyone has left me!

The uncertainties I’ve had and struggles I face.
Have brought me to my knees in a “quiet” place.

The journeys I’ve traveled and the storms ahead.
Have brought worry and stress in the words I said.

Whatever trials I’ve  faced...  To Jesus I cried!
A comfort and strength .   He did provide!

I know a truth that is important and most certain.	
Jesus can take away any hardship or burden!

If  there were no trials...  How could I trust him?
Because of what he’s done  How I love him!

If I had no hardships or trials, I’d probably “forget him.”
Giving him my whole life?  I don’t think I’d let him!

But he’s proven to me just how much he loves me!
He reached down from heaven and touched me!

He’s my comfort and joy and enduring friend!
He’ll be there with me…  Till the very end!

This Jesus I know.  I recommend him to you!
He is God!  Our provider! This is so true!

Won’t you give him a chance in your life today!
He can bring hope and take 
all of the dark clouds away!

By Jim Pemberton


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Beloved Friend I Have Fallen

An angel, cradles me, in her motherly arms
I have fallen, I am venerable 
I told myself, I would not do this, no more
I have failed to keep my promise, to you
I have not stayed true
Tears flowing, as I smile, just, for you!
Remembering the times, when you cupped my face, in your hands
Your blue eyes, gazing into mine
Telling me with sincerity
‘I am the sunshine, that lights up your world, each day that dawns’
My heart aches, it rains with love, having fond memories of us
Wash me clean, being human, is challenging me!
Emotional bondage, creating blocks
I need to move on, you are dead and buried
Your time here, over
My heart struggling, accepting this reality
“Forgive me”
I pray to be free!
“I Love you, my beloved, friend”


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she wonders

She wonders what you’re doing
and how you're living life
what new things did you learn today
and how did you sleep last night
did you feel raindrops on your face
or sunshine in your eye
of all the questions left uknown
the biggest one she has is why
why can’t you be together
why can’t she watch you grow
why can’t she guide you through this world
this she just does not know
but she promises you’ll be together
no matter how long it seems
just know your always in her heart
and always in her dreams

Poem is dedicated to a dear friend of mine 
P.G  Always remember sweetie true love is never lost, you will meet again someday.


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I Want to Walk with You

I Want to Walk with You
 
I want to walk with you with our heads held high
Never cowering, never with heads bowed
With our feet on this blessed soil, and our dreams reaching for the sky
 
Dreams of simple joys and of peace and of mirth
For all our fellow travelers on this delightful earth
 
Dreams not of wealth or of positions of high standing or of mighty power
Simple dreams of a walk in the aftermath of a Johannesburg evening rain-shower
 
Dreams of bread and water and dignity and shelter and clothes for all
Dreams where all fellow travelers may together walk this earth proud and tall
 
I want to walk with you, my fellow traveler, with our heads held high
Never pandering to power, never silent in the face of its abuse
Always firm in our convictions that we can all make peace if we only try
 
If we try to stop and think and sometimes not to look the other way
If we practice what our different creeds really teach, we will surely see that day
 
When we all, fellow travelers may walk with our heads held high
Never cowering, never with our heads bowed
With our feet on this blessed soil, and our collective dreams reaching for the sky
 
Call me silly, call me naive, call me hopeless, and if you must, call me weak
But is this not the common good that our different creeds and cultures all seek?
 


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ANDREA LARISON

What a wonderful mom in law I have
She is kind and caring in so many ways
She shows kindness at every turn
She says I love you without hesitation
And always has concern 
She is wonderful and I love her so
Andrea is going to be 99 this year!
She has given the world to her sons
And no daughters, but she has
The best sons in the world I can say,
I married david her wonderful son,
Its been 35 years together for he is just like her
Its a treasure in this world I can say, for andrea
My mom in law had been robbed 3 times and had to move away
Away from her home but she stood just as strong 
She has been graced by the Lord above
By getting to live with her sister in peace
For this little older lady has so much grace that she said without 
Hesitation this is now my home and my new place
I cannot tell you how much it means to have my mom in law and me


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Passion in D-Major

Passion in D-Major


Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,

swirling,

to a symphonic crescendo,

of our shared heartbeats,

fading between the notes,

feeling your soft body entwined 
with mine,

your form bathed in my infinite 
kisses,

our orchestral desire rising,

conducting a shared fusing of 
passion,

... the music echoing ...

over the precipice,

on the brink of dazzling rainbow 
hues,

lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,

plunging through the depths of 
rhyme,

pleading,
forever pleading,

for a prolonged,

bouquet of shared time.


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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 



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Somethin like inspirations creation

This must be what inspiration does
I'll be her junkie if she'll be my drug
If she wanna play bonnie I'll be her thug
Put them together got some gangster love

Nightly turning headboards to sawdust
She safe with me like daddy warbucks
So beautiful cant help but be awestruck
This must be a web cause we both stuck

Like a flawless diamond she exquisite
Her body I visit then mentally revisit
Just felt gods gift the touch of her lips
Like a sinking ship she overwhelms this

Some choose to cheat when their already winning
Every new nights just like the beginning
Im way past content Im gone off her scent
Must be hiding her wings cause she's sure heaven sent


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Without notice

stillness between friends
most heartfelt conversation
and softly killing

©Ellie Daphne van Stralen


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


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A Rich Tribute

Mother Teresa been a historical,
and an important,
and a humble figure,
as she had dedicated her life for the poor and the needy indeed, 
the best tribute one can give her is by quoting a single quote of her,
out of the many though, 
the one mentioned below seems to be more precise,
in today’s world,
“Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given”
Today,
in the rush of acquiring money,
many have forgotten this lovely aspect,
the aspect of love,
which is much greater than money,
and had crossed a number of boundaries,
from times immemorial,
today jealousy, selfishness, greed have taken over love,
wherein money is not that great,
than love itself,
as love is like a ‘Can’,
which can be filled from the top to the bottom,
unlike money,
which needs to be filled from the bottom instead,
love is greater than money indeed,
as we do love our Gods,
our wives,
the children,
whether they be ours,
or of others,
without distinguishing between their caste, creed, colour,
Love is indeed greater,
as we love the newborns born into this world,
our friends ,
wherein love can also help us to defeat our enemies too,
without love,
no one can progress on,
and neither the countries too,
Therefore love is greater than money indeed!!

'Quote and Author':-
“Let us more and more insist on raising funds of love, of kindness, of understanding, of peace. Money will come if we seek first the Kingdom of God-the rest will be given”- Author: 'Mother Teresa'


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This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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For your dad

You have guided me right from the start
So when I tell you that I love you I mean it with all my heart 
Your love and support along the way 
Is what has made who I am today 
You are a loving father in more ways than one 
And I'm so proud to be called your son
We have a father , Son  bond that can't be broken 
And to me this is a huge token 
You give so much and ask for nothing in return 
And that is what I have grown up to learn 
If everyone had a chance to have a father like you
The world would be so much better because of you 
I Love you DaD


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Happy Anniversary Dad and Mum

Have a wonderful Anniversary Dad and Mum
You both hold the spirit of the Cherubim
You give protection and a special love
That can only come from heaven above

So I wish you a Happy Anniversary for tomorrow
Knowing you’ve shared good times and sorrow
But you have conquered many, many years
Mixed with lots of laughter and plenty of tears

You are the glue that holds our family together
Your union destined to last forever
A couple God has chosen to look upon
So your message of love will carry on

You generously empower us with a special gift
Of love and closeness that gives our souls lift
You both have this energy that warms us all
And makes us feel at least 10 feet tall

You always care
You’re always there
We owe you everything
For the life of joy you bring

You’re a couple whose love inspires
The voices of angelic choirs
As they whisper your very own love song
Spreading the message of how to stay strong

So thanks to our Gods creation
You can enjoy another year’s celebration
An Anniversary to many that is rare
That you’ve earned because you’re a wonderful pair.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
©copyright Juanita Torr
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


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Our Love Is Enough

We don't need to go out and party,
We don't need to drink,
We don't need to socialize,
We don't need to go shopping,
We don't need to spend money,
We don't need to go to a movie,
We don't need to watch sporting events,
We don't need to go out to eat,
Because we found love,
And our love is enough.


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Letter to Our Heroes


Letter To Our Heroes
Sons of America, heroes all, Stand strong - stand tall! For the love of God and country made you answer the patriotic call. We know you are exceptionally brave and we are proud to call you our own. Deployed to strange lands, you leave behind loving mothers, children, and wives, facing many great dangers, as you try your best to survive. Happy memories of your childhood days seem to be far away in a distant past. But please do not be discouraged; let God be your guide, and He will surely see you through. While I pray for my grandson who is your comrade, I also pray for all of you soldiers far away from home - for those Missing in Action and those in captivity, for all the “Unknowns,” for those who cannot say “God have mercy,” for all who are torn and devastated by the cruelty of war, terrorism and other distressing calamities. May the Holy Spirit of God be with you, as we hope and pray that one day, you will all return safely to us, who will never stop loving you!
Date: 8-10-2014 Submitted to contest sponsored by Mystic Rose


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Baby Girl Of Mine

I wrote this to help someone special to me:

I lost my daughter today.
Sadness threatens to overwhelm me.
Grief consumes my every thought.
 
Pain fills my entire body.
The words send a shock to my heart.
My legs fail me as I fall to the floor
Knowing it was to come,
Realizing it is in God’s will,
Nothing makes it easier to deal with.
 
My heart crumbles under the weight
I know all the pieces will never be found.
A wound created that will never heal.
A constant reminder of what is gone.
 
Desire to become a forever family.
Hope of taking away too much pain.
Dreams of her eyes filling with child like joy.
Plans of everyday growing up and learning
All cause to mourn, all things I won't get to again see.
 
I long for the comfort others might have,
Joy her in the arms of someone who truely loves her,
Peace in knowing she is being properly cared for.
The knowledge that we will be together again.
 
I lost my daughter today.
There are no kisses to brighten my soul.
No grave to visit and seek refuge at.
The rest of the world will never notice,
For the daughter I lost was never really mine.
 
She is alive somewhere else 
Not by my choice but by theirs
For it is not I that gets to kiss her good night
I lost my daughter today at yet it is like the world does not care
Really she was more mine than theirs... 
 
I lost my daughter today...
I lost my daughter today...
Don't worry baby girl we will be together ....
someday..!


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Her smile Mona lisa

Her beauty not Japanese
Or German
Not either English
Nor Irish
Her beauty not consumed in Bollywood
Or either tabbed in Hollywood
The beauty pure hidden her soul
Not words what could bear
Nor either colors can paint
But only I can say
Oh her smile's talk
Took my heart
Eyes twisted
Dark of night
To the dawn of Mona lisa





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Still with me

My dear beloved friend,
I feel you late at night,
Curled atop my feet,
And keeping my heart alight.
I see your sweet smiling face,
Everytime I close my eyes,
And feel you rub against me,
With all the love you have inside.
My loving baby girl, 
I feel you here beside me,
Comforting me of all my pain,
Your close to me once more,
And I have not to weep as much,
When I feel your tail waggin against my legs. 

RIP My Puppy Camille <3 
I love you babygirl


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Dear Girl

Dear, Girl

Guard your heart
Don't give it away so easily
To any man who see's your beauty
You only have one
So keep it close
Keep it near
If you're not careful
It will disappear
For in the hands of another
It will transform to glass
If dropped it will shatter
And make a big mess
Picking up the pieces
Is the hardest part
Mending them back together
All alone in the dark
They'll never fit back together 
Like they once did
A tattered little heart
Is what you'll have left
So keep it locked up
And throw away the key
The one who finds it
Will truly make you happy

Love, Girl with a tattered little heart



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Come Back

Don't be surprised
we drifted apart
it's still a shock
to even think
and pain in my heart
where did time go?
i miss you too much!
so please 
come back to the past
so we can go back to us
come back to when times 
were not such a challange
pass that test
to stay together
and have our lives back
balanced.
come back to when I
knew I needed your smile..
it made life
simple

...we haven't talked in awhile


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All To Jesus I Surrender


All To Jesus I Surrender…

All to Jesus, I give and totally surrender!
May my heart be broken and tender!

All to Jesus, I come and freely give!
I ask him to be my Lord every day I live!

All to Jesus, I will humbly share…
His love and joy to people everywhere!

It’s Jesus, who is made perfect in my weakness!!
He has given to me his love and sweetness!

It’s in Jesus, I have found pure delight.
His spirit comforts me each day and night!

It’s in Jesus, there is hope and peace within!
He has come and broken the bondage of sin!

My dear Jesus, I kneel and humbly bow!
I need you my Lord!  I need you now!

Only in Jesus, can I hope to obtain.
Everything I need.  It’s all in HIS name!

Only in Jesus, will I find a shelter from all harm.
I want to be wrapped up in his strong arms!

Only in Jesus, have I found what I needed.
With him in my life….  
 I am now completed!

By Jim Pemberton    


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Tribute to the power that is

Tribute to the power that is

I see you in the morning 
I see you in the night
You’re in every blooming flower
You are in the sun so bright
I feel you as I’m walking
When I’m sitting in my chair
You are such a wondrous power
And I see you everywhere.

I have loved you since the moment
When I grew out of this Earth
I took a look around me
I was awed right from my birth
I have always felt your mystery
I have always felt your joy
I’ve known that I was part of you
Since I was just a boy

I do not need no books of rules
You gave them all to me
They are nestled in my deepest soul
I know I’m here to be
A part of you forever
And when it’s time to die
I know that I will join you
In your haven in the sky.

10 June 2014 @ 0428hrs.


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My Mothers Doll

Weeping on the window sill.
A long pass love to give.
A doll that with stand time.
Like wear and tear on its strings inside.
The sand that flows in an hour glass.
Is a way to find a love that pass.
My mother holds it once again.
A cool person who love to give.
She gives it to my brothers daughter.
With it sitting on a spindle it can spin.
To thread it back into its former self.
It begins a new love with in.


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ELINA

ELINA'S LOVE IS NEVER ABSENT, IT'S ALWAYS PRESENT, ELINA'S LOVE SAID I HAVE TO GO, I SHOULD KNOW, ELINA'S LOVE CAN NEVER BE BEAT, I SHOULD KNOW IM MASSAGING HER FEET, ELINA'S LOVE IS NEVER LACKING, HER LOVE SAID LET'S START PACKING, ELINA'S LOVE HAS NO FEAR, I SHOULD KNOW CAUSE SHE'S HERE , ELINA'S LOVE WONT SETTLE FOR LESS ,ELINA'S LOVE WANTS THE VERY BEST, I SHOULD KNOW ELINA'S LOVE TAKES HER EVERYWHERE SHE GOES, I SHOULD KNOW ELINA'S LOVE DOSEN'T HAVE TO FIGHT , ELINA'S LOVE MAKES EVERYTHING ALRIGHT, I JUST LOVE ELINA, ELINA, ELINA'S IN LOVE WITH STEVEN, AND THAT MAKES US EVEN, IM IN LOVE WITH ELINA, ELINA  ELINA , STEVEN'S IN LOVE WITH ELINA    02/18/2013


Details | I do not know? | |

She



A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm,
she came to me,

thunderously raging with raw emotion,
she came to me,

drenched in the essence of truth,
she came to me,

she touched a chord deep inside,
she strummed away all emptiness,

she came to me,

once...

she comes to me,

still...


a gentle presence filling my life,


she comes to me,


still,

a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.





Details | I do not know? | |

Assured to shore

Lord make my light shine,
illuminating Your glory
wich doesn't dwindle in the dark
and is the joy thats set before me.
In this lifes uncertain seas
be the wind set in my sail,
be my compass and my anchor,
for You love me without fail
so I know You'd never wreck me
on this course that You are mapping
or allow me to be plundered,
sunk ,or stranded without captain.

No! I shall not be afraid
wether tempest or high tide
for as sure as You are with me
joy and peace in me abide
so my faith is in Your guidance,
not a storm You cannot still.
So direct me with instruction
I choose Your purpose and Your will.

Even when cloud and dark cover
ever confident I'll be
my soul shall look to its lover
who will ever walk with me.


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Christy's sleep

like a dancer with a walking stick, i wait for dawn
to crawl, heroically, from your womb, strong
and noble as a caring man can.
with murder on his breath, and filth below his toes.

 

when winter eats the last desserts,
and heaven washes the sheets where
we both used to lay. i sometimes want
to say something after the desire to say is gone.

 

every time i taste my blood,
like wax paper melted thick in bubbles
behind my tongue, i think of birth of words.
and what knifed silence holds in store.

 

like a man left in the rain, for nights,
a chewed cigar, damp with sickness that
survived the dew, i hold the door
for you, and only you, wake up everywhere i call home.

 

every venture is a straight jacket for our love.
when you try to think, when you wait and say,
"just wait." my heart always says, no.
i cannot wait, but for you i wait....

 

until the world that you invent sees
that i and i alone, have caught the water
in my steps, and left the unicorn a horn
to call her mother, and her pets, when nothing else is wrong.

 

so put your pretty fingers in the ink
that i have bled. and tell our precious fortunes
in the cards that stick like blood to your cautious hands,
and soothes, like art, but truth, your fretting head.

and rest.


Details | I do not know? | |

Mom's Cobbler Pies

Mom slaved over cobbler pies for a dinner-time surprise! Applauded, she sighs...


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-Keri,s Miracle Little Macie-

                      KERI'S MIRACLE LITTLE MACIE


      KERI, THE MOTHER OF MACIE, THE MIRACLE LITTLE GIRL

        HAS ASKED TO SHARE AND TELL THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

        A STORY TO REND AND PLUCK AT THE HEART STRINGS

        TO REACH EVERY COMPASSIONATE PERSON, AND THE LOVE IT BRINGS

        ABOUT A MIRACLE WITH GOD AT WORK WITHOUT A DOUBT

        WITH THE SKILL OF THE MEDICAL STAFF AT A CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL
        IN TEXAS,

        AMERICA, THE LAND WHERE THE PEOPLES, CARE AND ARE STILL DEVOUT

        IS PROVEN BY THIS STORY, OF HOW A LITTLE CHILDS LIFE IS SO PRECIOUS


      THIS STORY OF KERI'S, MACIE, ARRIVED HERE AT THE FOOT OF AFRICA

        HERE IN A PLACE CALLED BREDASDORP, NEAR CAPE AGULHAS

        ALL THE WAY FROM HOUSTON IN THE STATE OF TEXAS, AMERICA

        WHEN A SISTER, HER OLD BROTHER VISITED AND RELATED THIS TALE
        SO WONDROUS

        THAT INSPIRED HIM TO PEN THESE WORDS AND SAY THANK YOU LORD JESUS

        FOR THE MIRACLE'S PERFORMED, STILL TODAY TO ASTOUND

        WHEN AN ENORMOUS TUMOUR WAS REVEALED AT A ROUTINE ULTRASOUND

        AND MACIE WAS THRICE BLEST TO HAVE SURGEONS WITH SUCH SKILL AROUND


      NOW KERI WAS TWENTY-THREE WEEKS PREGNANT WHEN THE TUMOUR WAS
        EXPOSED

        GROWING AT THE BASE OF THE BABY'S SPINE, THEN GENTLY TAKEN FROM
        THE WOMB


        THE BABY, MACIE WAS OPERATED UPON, THE MAGLIGNANCY WAS THEN
        DISPOSED

        THE DELECATE SURGERY COMPLETED AND WITH ADEPT PRECISION DID RESUME

        TO RETURN BABY MACIE TO THE POSITION IN THE WOMB AS SHE WAS BEFORE

        FOR TEN MORE WEEKS OF PREGNANCY DID KERI, MACIE BORE

        NOW TODAY MACIE IS A HEALTHY LIVING DOLL OF A GIRL A MIRACLE TRUE

        ADDENDUM:  HOW I WISH THIS STORY OF A MIRACLE, TO BE AFRICA'S TOO.

                            







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Baby Girl

I write this  for my sweet Baby Girl,
    Who means more to me now then anything in this world .
How she can make me smile and laugh out loud,
    Never has a woman ever made me feel so prideful & proud.
These dreams I have of her each and all of my nights.
    Awakens me every single day feeling so good and right .
For so many years I have waited for this day ,
    Finally a woman that makes me feel this way.
So filled with so much joy as my heart constantly glows,
    And those who see me will never doubt this  I know.
This beautiful and most wonderful Sweet Baby Girl,
    Is all I will ever want or need in this whole world. 
TAC
 


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Honouring Shakespeare

A sonnet for the sonnet man Shakespeare, my heart you do tend In between your lines, so true I can feel my own depth, so blue! Your verses give me heavy sommersaults That Dark Lady must have jumped in volts A lover like you, the revolving world knows not Pure and eternal, your words inspire me a lot! With your sonnets, I fly on the love plane For your true love, can never be taken as plain! Blissful and delightful, you make me smile plentiful As I am not the only one with a sensibility so artful! A tribute to the one I call the Eternal Lover To laugh and love I wish to as your apogeal another!


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love such long time ago

Love…Such Long Time Ago 
Summers I dream of you and I say to myself if I had 
played my cards right my life would have taken another,
 path, only I don´t play cards and love has nothing to do 
with poker, you can´t win in love even if you have aces. 
It takes commitment, honesty and no fear of passing 
rejection. I wanted to take you to USA, drive through 
the states an make love to you in everyone and I would 
kiss your beautiful body, inhale your fragrance and not 
worry about tomorrow. I had the air ticket and money, 
Florida the first objective, but you were so impossible
 beautiful and I could not cope if you said no; and if you 
had said yes, how would I cope with your loveliness? 
I feared that on our journey you would find a bloke who 
could dance, leave let me continue a boundless journey 
through the USA. I would not know how to get home cause 
you are cleverer than me and knew how to read a map…
my map was love for you, sometimes, that is not enough. 
My love is infinite and as it is it will continue this way
… a dream and children I never had. I ask: forgive my timid 
heart and let me sleep.


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At a loss for Lego's

My words are like legos, 
scattered all over the floor. 
All colorful shapes and sizes
different combinations to explore.

 I’m like a poor lego man,
With his head on backwards.
I remove my head and search it,
In desperation when I lack words.

Because my words are like legos
and sometimes they’re hard to find.
Missing pieces  in the dark,
the little crevices of my mind.

My words are like messy legos,
like a castle that’s been broken. 
Being rebuilt piece by piece, 
With every word that’s spoken.
 
So I’ll gather all my legos,
and I’ll build a castle too!
I’ll use all my beautiful legos,
I would build it just for you. 

But you came and stole my lego's,
You swooped them off the ground.
I tried to tell you my secret, 
But I couldn’t make a sound.

Why did you take my legos?
That wasn’t part of the deal. 
Please just give them back, 
So I can tell you how I feel. 


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Love Is a Palace

Once i was tricked into believing that true love existed......

Ten thousands of ten thousands
Not one was worth one of her Palaces
My heart the world calloused
But she healed it and she balanced it
Before i was evil, before i was a catalyst
I was already destroying myself and winning the battle
But now that Love has shined on the subject
I think I felt it, I think I touched it
Love brushed me, Love touched me
She put her hand on my head and said "Stand and you are dead"
And the next thing you know there went a bullet full of wind
And where my heart would of been it pierced the sound barrier
Then She took me by the hand and led me down a long corridor
It was lined with happiness on one side and blessings on the other
She said "Look I put all this in front of you"
"And even though you denied me"
"You believed once and that is so unlike you"
" Yes, Timothy I know you by name"
"But how long till you give me your hearts pain"
And then i thought that is Love
And I yielded my clinched fist
And in my palm
She put the keys to a palace and the storm is calmed


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tiny baby

Tiny flutters like tiny unfelt yet kicks
Little baby, a sweet mother’s bliss
A mother who can't wait to give the tiny you
Hugs and lots of kisses too 

I dreamed last night of your tiny face
An angel indeed, made from God’s sweet embrace 
A miracle that has come about 
Ment as a gift from God too daddy and I no doubt

When everyone else thought it would never happen again
When our tear drops were falling like rain 
We got the joyful news that you were due to come 
I could feel my heart beating in my ears like a drum

I know that somehow you can now hear
Oh, what a thrill you will bring us here!
Now hush my baby, it’s time to rest
Inside my womb, your own calm nest

May God help me to keep you safe
And always keep you strong, I pray
I loved you before you were even conceived 
And I love you more now that I have you

love your mommy


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For Perky

Firmly I'd rub the bridge of her nose                                                                                As she'd lie upon my chest                                                                                                  Paws lay gently upon my hand 
tucked under her warm and furry breast              
Purring out a message no one knows   
Both our hearts feel a calm and sweet repose

Then she yawns
Then I would too
Rest in peace sweet Perky lurk
I miss you.


Details | Tanka | |

Ye Stay On Track

As the earth swings back
Brothers I say stay on track
Follow Master’s Plan
Sisters don’t let man change you
For they all should worship you


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She Looked Into His Eyes

She looked into his eyes,
Sought and found that which he hid
From all the world;
She came to know that he Loved her,
She smiled and talked to him,
He was mesmerised by her charms:
She seemed Free--Free from the World--
He tried looking away,
But couldn't--
Did what she asked him to,
Except that she couldn't get him
To move away from her now...

So one fine day,
As he held his breath,
Watching her dab the tip of a knife
Into that Bottle labelled 'Sweet',
He knew her Sweetness
Was beyond all doubt:
She smiled at him,
Looked into his eyes--
A tear drop seemed to form in hers--
Those beautiful, brown eyes..

While this happened, she told him to be careful,
"I don't want you to get hurt", she said.
He didn't understand,
She didn't explain. Only smiled.
Then, thrust the knife into his chest!

She backed away, dropping the bottle:
It now read, 'Poison'--
She cried to herself and ran away.
He didn't stop her:
Just remembered her beautiful smile,
Closed his eyes,
Rolled down softly to the floor,
And fell into an eternal,
Blissful sleep.....


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The Girl In That Hotel

I walked into that hotel -
A mere shell, devoid of sleep.
A dull day - no stories to tell,
No memories to keep.

And there sat Miss. Sparkling Eyes.
I didn't know her name;
But ever since I saw those eyes,
I've never been the same.

I sat across her table;
I saw her dressed in red.
I'll forever be unable
To get her out of my head.

Like gazing at a star,
I could silently rejoice -
In beauty, best seen from afar,
And the melody of her voice.

Now, I have a story to tell,
And a poem to show,
For the girl in that hotel,
I'll never get to know.


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Heart Two Heart

I wrote this in honor of
Mystic Rose and 
Her charming daughter

Her beautiful Poem
"DANCE WHEN YOU HAVE THE CHANCE"
It is likely Her best work ever !!!
If you haven't read it, please do.

 
 HEART TO HEART
by JTCurtis Sept 26th 2014

How wonderfully beautiful a poem be
Thus sets the stage 
With love
For all to see
No greater verse, 
Be penned
From what 
The heart and soul can fend.......

The Author's truth has come to light
But, posed upon 
The naked page
For flight
Then when it flies
The trace
It's seen
Upon the reader's face.


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Matriarch

Strong & Stead Fast
Never looking to the past
One hundred years you have stayed
One hundred years, you have led the way

Always had good things to say
Criticizing others has never been your way

The one i look up to for your strength & Light
Always feeling loved
No matter how many of us there were in sight

Always beautiful inside & out
Like a rose opening for the first time in the sun
It is here you have shone & won

When others leave their shadow behind
You shall leave your light

Not a day will you be out of sight
Nor ever out of mind
You'll always be the first true friend of mine

I will not cry when the time comes simply because you are gone 
But because you have lived

Your legacy is here to stay
A bright light that will never fade

Growing old is so weary
Cold
For each one of us will eventually have to go
It is my faith that helps me to know
that we'll all be together again in the after glow

As time slowly closes in
I'll be alright
Your never out of sight
For now, you are, my guiding light


Details | I do not know? | |

It smells golden

It smells golden in my City after the rains tonight,
It's been a bit bleak and cold and with plight,
But when the salty spring enters it's alright,
So many vivid memories - gold summer light,

I love my city like a Beatles song it's gone on and on it's been long,
It's smells like the gel that keeps my mammal going,
It's flash it's cash, it keeps me flowing, an end that keeps me knowing,

I'll always love the fast and the loose, deep city,
Fleeting and fat like a goose, deep city,
But when it falls, I know it's a noose, deep city

I smile I'm a pragmatic poes, living life dramatic


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Glenn Miller

G-len Miller, his music is so wonderfully enchanting. 
L-istening to his "Moonlight Serenade" makes me think of love so tender. 
E-ndless joy, in my heart,his music always brings to me.His given 
N-ame was,Alton Glenn Miller.He was born in Clarinda,Iowa,U.S. 
N-otoriously,performed the trombone.His Glenn Miller Orchestra is divine! 

M-usician arranger,composer,and great band leader in the swing era. 
I-n The Mood",is onother one of my favorite music pieces of his to this day. 
L-ittle Brown Jug" "American Patrol" "Tuxedo Junction" and so many more,his 
L-egacy is filled of  so much dancing and romance under a moonlit and stars. 
E-ntertaining the troops was something very close to his heart.Glenn Miller, 
R-emains one of the most famous and recognizable names of the big band era. 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2010 


October, 7,2014


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Moms Are Heaven Sent -senryu chain

~~**~~ Moms are Heaven sent angels on earth Mothers are love like no other ~*~ she bends gracefully but she breaks so easily takes my breath away ~*~ alabaster skin body to soul perfection she smells like cookies ~*~ sad rain chills my bones dewdrops mixing with my tears Heaven holds her now ~*~ Heaven is her home halo hat and angel arms cherubs float on clouds ~*~ ~~**~~


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The Metaphysical Monument

(Deu. 32: 4 / Rom. 11: 33 / 1 Cor. 2: 10 / Ps. 104: 24 /1 Kings 8: 27)


Nature  -- Is Just  The Noble Hands of GOD
Setting Our Reality's Ruler & Cosmic Rod

Existence  -- Is Just His Massive-Energy
Radiating, Invigorating & Acting Wondrously

Creation -- Is GOD's Canvass-Splendor
It's His Image In The Greatest Artistry Mirror

The Universe  -- Is GOD's Deep Ocean Space
Where His Marvelous Mysteries - We're Allowed To Chase
& The Universe Is GOD's Cosmos-Credential Briefcase
& His Valise-Vessel Carrying Each Planetary-Vase

Heaven  -- His Domain: A Holy, Golden City of Purest Glass
Where Angels and Kings and His Son's Light Basks

Eternity -- Is GOD's Dynamic Door
and Those Who Are Nice - He'll Let Enter & Explore

The Wind  -- Is GOD's  Fearless Feet - It Soars When He Steps
& Time  -- Is Something Only GOD Knows Where It Goes & Where Kept

& Time  -- Is GOD's Constant Record -That Has Never Lept
Yes, Time, Is GOD's Eyelids - Which Have Never Slept

Life  -- Is GOD's Property, His Possession - That He Leases Out
& If Humans Look In Their Hope Chest - There Would Be No Doubt

Love  -- GOD Is Love - So Love Is Loyalty & Mercy-Fair
Love Is Grace & Kindness & Honor & Goodness Is Always There
Love Is The Highest Emotion & Purest Passion That Shows GOD Cares
&  Joy  -- Is The Journey of Each Living Moment That GOD Shares

Peace  -- Is The Products of GOD's Purpose &Ways & Promises
Hope & Faith  -- Is Always and Ever GOD's Dewdrop Audiences

Wisdom  -- Is GOD's Keen-Mind: Genius-Designer & Intellect-Architect
Beauty  --  Is GOD's Look & Lightning Sight & Views All-Seeing Perfect

Truth  --  Is GOD's Voice, His Words, Written Passages & His Whispers 
&  Rain Showers, Cyclones, Thunder, Ocean Waves & Mountain-Echo-Fixtures
GOD's Sounds, Abounds & Are Poetic Sayings To His Listeners
&  We Hear GOD's Truth In Many Audible, Sonic Mixtures

Trust  -- Is A Line To GOD That Stretches To Infinity
That Trust  -- Is A Cord That Stretches With Complete Integrity

Judgement  -- Is GOD's Balance, Like Night & Day - Light & Dark
GOD Keeps Law & Order & Obedience - Like He Keeps Eden's Park

Power  --  Is The Traces of Glory - GOD Leaves In His Path
Forces -- So Explosive Awesome! - &We Haven't Seen Close To Half

Holy Spirit -- Is GOD's Touch & Breath & Moves All of These
& This Is My Metaphysical Monument To GOD's Image & Breeze


O' Who Could Not Love A GOD So Good
& If You Really Think About It - You Know You Should


Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/27/2013 
by:  MoonBee Canady


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Loves Blossom

You plant a seed in the ground,
At a spot no one has ever found.
But if you walk away,
It will slowly decay.

It came with care,
Something you don't want to share.
The seed is yours!
Something you've never seen before!

The stem pops out,
Not because it was in drought.
You sought to keep it,
You won't just lose it.

Now that it's grown,
You claim it as your own.
The smell of sweet bliss,
Almost like the taste of a sweet bloomed kiss.

Can you see the soil?
How it never coiled.
Because you never left go,
You never let the wind go to blow.


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A love song for Sommer Long

A love song for Sommer Long 
And a tribute to summers gone 
Face Painting and tire swings
And friendship rings

Four square and basketball hoops 
Capture the flag and camp outs 
All Star teams 
Softball games under the lights 

A smile as big as the world 
And a heart to match 
she sure could play a game of catch 
First base and Ace of base 
Short stack and return of the mac 

A childhood cut so short 
But not untouched 
your print here on earth was left 
And your memory is not unkept 
This is a love song for Sommer Long 
And tribute to summers gone



This poem is dedicated to Summer Long RIP


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To have and have lost

To have and to have lost is the ultimate pain, 
Knowing that your life will never be the same again. 
That one little missing piece of your jigsaw called life, 
Questions as to what you did to deserve this strife.
Another angel for heaven above 
Empty arms but still the love. 
Never far from your mind 
If only life wasn’t so unkind. 
Little angel I love you so 
Fresh in my thoughts wherever I go. 
xoxo


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Heavens Match

 Never would one be able to imagine ,
Two people so happy and always laughing.
   Smiles on thier faces from morning till dark ,
A rare sight if you were ever to see them apart.
   Harsh words  you will never hear them say,
Only of love and kindness day after day.
   Hand  in hand they stroll down the path of life,
Forever he her Husband and her his loving Wife.
   One could only come this one and only conclusion,
That this Match was made in Heaven and is no illusion.
Tac


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I Still Love You

I still love you
Buried six foot under
Life no more
Risking my heart
Everything, I have ever known!
Letting you go
Eighteen years of panache and tears
‘Loyalty’ because 

‘I Still Love You’

At a cross roads
Changes of initiation
Giving in, risking all
Trading this pain in
Making my heart whole
Know by saying goodbye
And, letting you go
Know, for an eternity

‘I Still Love You’


Details | I do not know? | |

The Swaying of the Grass

1.

 

A path leads,

to where wild grass grows,

 

sashaying in the summer breeze.

 

2.

 

Along the path,
lightness settles within,

 

feeling the grass,
swooning,
tickling ankles,

 

swaying to the lilting bird-song,

in a dance of intimate abandon,

 

brushing the remnants of pain away.

 

3.

 

Melodies float across fields of green,

delicately caressing my heart,

 

teasing emptiness to flee,

comforting the mind,

 

to silently be.

 

4.

 

Walking on,
savouring the peace,

 

a momentary respite,
from the burdens of the now,

 

all is quiet,

 

a stillness cradling fractured emotions,

 

the grass in the fields sway,

 

dusk descends,

 

shadows lengthen,

 

nudging dimming light to take leave,

 

of the day


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My Son Scottie



Got a son His name is Scottie Am I proud, you better believe it My shining star My confidant How proud? You couldn't conceive it Growing up Problems quite few Turned out to be much as expected A computer guru With in-born smarts Trying so hard to be objective Guess I'm not Being very successful At hiding my love for my Scottie Hope he meets up with A pretty young thing One just a little bit naughty Some folks say He's a replica of me Imagine that's quite possibly true Body shape's similar Same zest fot life His sense of humour's similar too Bias? Perhaps! More than a little Not everyone's as lucky as me To have a son who Turned out like Scottie As proud as a daddy can be! © Jack Ellison 2013


Details | I do not know? | |

A Purpose

You are my ray of sunshine  through those days of Gloom,
A glimsp of your smile  hoping to be  with  you very soon.
  I keep your heart with mine safe and protected I gaurd it all the time,
If you'll keep my heart with you safe and protected We will be just fine.
  With my prayers  I watch over you keeping you from any hurt or sarrows,
Making sure your world is what you wanted  today and all of your tommorrows..
  It is in the joy I bring you that that makes me whole and with a purpose in life,
Knowing in my heart that god has chose you my  Darling Angel to be my loving wife.
  My Dreams are so beautiful because you are in my heart and soul ,
Life with out you would not be something I would  never want to know.
 TAC


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Young in Love Again--- SONG 2

Every time I breath,
	I feel your arms around me;
     Holdin’ on so tight, that it makes it almost impossible to see.
The stars are dancing their own little dance, as we hear the drums
		Pounding in our ears.


I remember we were running through the trees,
Trying to reach the top,
Giggling and screaming at the top of our little lungs,
I wish we could go back and be
Young in Love Again.


I flash back to us growing up,
Catching each other in long silent glances,
With the same little question bugging me and you.
But then there was your girl; 
And she adored you, then I was always blue.


I remember sitting alone writing in my book,
Watching you stand there cuddling her,
With me longingly looking, dreaming I could be her and 
I kept wishing that we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.


Then there was the day,
	That long awaited day.
You had left her for me,
   And in sweet ecstasy, you kissed me.


I remember everything falling into place,
Walking down the aisle to you,
Standing there in black and blue;
Our dreams were finally coming true 
And we were no longer wishing to go back ‘cause
We were Young in Love.

But then things changed. . .
	One little change, we didn’t expect it to come.
        It was the letter sent for you to go.
		And in my head,
	Was all the bad, wondering if our precious little one would survive,
			From all my pain
				From this one good-bye. . .

And I remember going back to all the good,
Breathing out the bad,
Trying to forget the truth, that you had to go;
And we were praying together, 
That we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.


And I remember. . .
	And you remember. . .
        So we remember. . .
		And we pray. . .
				That if we meet again in another place. . .
		
We will be
	Young in Love Again.


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Poets

Members of the soup, 
Every one a cool poet 
An exstraudany group,
And they should know it

Breidenthal   -    Laura   
Lucas     -     Rebecca
Cook     -     Samantha
            -       Jessica                                                                                          
Adams   -      Sandra                                                                                            
Leonora    -    Galinta
Reed       -     Karma
                                                                                                                     
Everyone has such insight
I just love your every write
                                                                                                                        
Tanya   -   harrington
Kerry   -     singleton
Rachel - hefinton
Anne   -   Lise Andresen
Rufferd  -     Anne
Harry -     Horsman

Your work so spick and spam
Everyones seems so glam

Carol  -   brown
Dawn -   mclunghlin
Anne  -   curin
And  S - Erin

I love everyone's writing 
All of you so enlighting

Tsiluma  -  Vicky
Hasle   -   Connelly
Catie   -    Lindsey
(Linda)  -     P,d 
And Terry  -  Oleary

I love everyone's poetry
You all inspier me

Lina etling
The scipt
The scibe

I love all of it
Such a cool vibe

Any names I've forgot 
please do forgive me
love you all too alot
Your's sincerely
David Scott  X

I look forward to reading more of your works
Thank you for insperation Im touched in so many ways
At least theres still some people left in the nation
To brighten up the shitty days,,,,,,,D.S,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,x
PS SORRY IF MISSSPELT SOME NAMES OR NAMES BACK
TO FRONT TRYING TO ADD RYME IN SORT OF LETTER RAP STLYE








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Galaxies

Spin swirling pinwheels cities of stars.
Shining summits of never ending suns in the infinite swath of time.
Nebulous mists churning out suns.
Giving their glows of reds and blues, purplish hues, and glimmering golden yellows.
Bending back blinding black points where times light is eternally consumed.
Nuetrons pulsing out glows like light house beacons on unending sandy shores.
Ever silent you drift through the black void.
Dying orbs giving birth to clouds of untold eons.
Stars as numberous as the sands.
The attraction bends.
I am of your essence.
You twinkle in my mind.
And I can not fathom your immensity.
Nor would I wish too.
Your splender lies in your mystery.
I refuse to undermind your awe.


Details | I do not know? | |

For Pete Seeger Huddie Leadbelly Ledbetter and Woody Guthrie

For Pete Seeger, Huddie ‘Leadbelly’ Ledbetter and Woody Guthrie


it was a long time ago
when you put your words into song

'this machine surrounds hate and forces it to surrender' you scribbled on your old guitar

and you wielded that banjo & guitar as weapons, 

fiddling out a hail of truth

of solidarity

of angry, vehement calls for peace

you said of Leadbelly, that that Huddie Ledbetter was a helluva man

you sang and spoke through dust clouds and relief lines

you taught us all, to seek out hope wherever we can

and when they tried to call all of you goddamned reds

you sang on ever louder and louder, rattlin' their prejudices as they slept in their plush beds

you rode and you rambled and thumbed your way around

the land that is my land and your land too

for you believed all this earth was shared common ground

and when you sang of overcoming one day

the injustice and pain that you witnessed along the way

they further branded you a commie, a pinko or a nigger-lover or a jew-lover, or an enemy of the state

while your banjo and your guitars continued to surround their blind hate

'this machine kills fascists' you etched on that guitar as well

but they were all deaf, for they could not hear the tolling of the bell

'the bell of freedom

the hammer of justice

the song of love between your brothers and your sisters'

and they knew not that they were the ones who would sizzle in their own bigoted hell

and then came the marches and you were there too

with dr. king in Birmingham and Selma, and you faced their spit, their venomous rage, their clubs and sticks and knives, but you always knew

that your cause was just and that the truth must one day prevail

however long it may take, you never gave up, you sang and you marched and you strummed yourselves, victoriously, into their jail

and then they shot him, they shot Dr. King dead, as they burnt and lynched many more

yet you stood firm, you never wavered, your blood was red after all, and they could not tarnish the truth's core

and so it came to pass, that woody went on his way, to his pastures of plenty up in the sky

and Huddie too, said his last and final goodbye

and you were then one, and you may have felt alone and overwhelmed, by the battles and with all that was wrong

but then you saw that the people were with you 

as they had been, all along

and so you continued to fiddle with that old banjo

dragging it through Newport and Calcutta and Dar-es-Salaam

and through countless unknown halls in numberless unknown towns

across this earth, turning, slowly, putting smiles of togetherness, on faces that were once pock-marked with disillusioned frowns
so...
today as I jot down these poorly scribbled words for all of you
for Woody, Huddie, and Pete
I do so in gratitude, for after all the travails that you've been through
I know that you know that this world still has its fair share of hate, and of loss and of injustice and of gloom
but I also know that you know that though all the old flowers may have gone
there always will be, as there always must be,

a fresh flower somewhere, that will quietly bloom.


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Universal Children

A child I am, a child of love
Seeking my universal home
Seeking the creator of my being
Building my faith and courage 
Love, my foundation
My spirit, navigating me 
To where I originate from


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That Stand, Red Oaks On The Hill

That Stand, Red Oaks On The Hill





That stand of old red oak trees on the high hill
 centuries flown by and yet they awe men still
I visited often in early breezy, cool morning treks
 to calm myself and defeat many of life's little wrecks!

Or on holiday weekends when more time I could enjoy,
 sometimes just to leave worries I wish to destroy
In early June after the woods have left winter behind
 I march quickly to soak in their majestic kind!

Late Fall when rainbow colors they gifted man and world
 bright reds, yellows, browns best canvas ever unfurled
Resting there on such days brought my heart such peace
 restored my beaten soul, giving my spirit a new lease!

Winter arrives wrapping their tall arms in shining white
 beauty, that magical beauty of their white glow at night
Soothing the mists that sail from their combined might
 precious the glow, that glow of joyous healing light
Memories of many cool nights camping in their safe arms
 ever in love, deeply in love with their mythical charms!

Robert J. Lindley 06-01-2014

Another rewrite of a write I did over 40 years ago. Inspired
by a large stand of tall old Red Oak trees very near our home
 when I was a young child. I remember that beauty and majesty that
sat me in awe and sealed my love of the woods forever!!


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Babies and Kids Struggles

Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we would cry, little hands could not grab anything that lye.
We had help to hold our bottles and we felt so helpless in our everyday struggles.
Our eyes did not open till the time that we were able we saw everything huge in size.
It made our heart throb fast and nothing made sense for all the words were gurgles.
The little ears we had we did stress with sound so loud and so unknown made us cry.
The fathers and mothers with kind word almost calmed us while they whispered.
They held us with fear, we had fear just knowing that we could not handle stress alone.
We grabbed things and we just wanted to hear the heart beat of our mom and dad.
That was the only thing in our minds that made us calm and glad.
The first touch of rough skin and strong hands were most comforting, yet scary at once.
Trust gradually grew when whipped our mess and hind ends, which were still scary.
To the large people out there the mind of a child is so simple but they still struggle.
They still need food, love and security that is all they need to grow.
To their lives is what they cling and no one is there to protect them from sorrow.
There are less fortunate kids that never get to hear their mothers and fathers hearts.
They soon empathize with everything around them with an emotion that struggles.
When sleeping on our own we cannot defend ourselves so we have fears.
That's why we cry nightly to sigh relief, we get exhausted and we run out of tears.
Remember the times you seen a child fall down their first step or bump into things.
It is scary when knowledge is lacking and get into things, which are a signs of struggles.
Children is future, it is nice to just watch them study, play and learn who they are.
Babies and Kids smiling, playing loud, and just sitting, they are still people they struggle. 


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Abundant Touch

blood, sweat, and tears
nailed to a cross
crown full of thorns
your life was lost
for me, a worthless sinner
for me
a new beginning
I leave the past where it remains
I've been transformed
I've been restored
condemned no more
I wear the chains no more
I am free


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Whats In A Name

Your name is a great thing,
It gives my heart wings.
The letters give such inspiration,
The following are their creation.
Lets begin with the first letter,
That will be far better.
B is for Beauty,
Because you truly are a cutie.
B is for Brain,
From falling I will try to refrain.
B is for Brawn,
One look at your muscles and I was gone.
B is for Bashful,
For you are always tactful.
B is for Better,
You have turned me into a real go-getter.
B is for Baby,
Your smile always drives me crazy.
On to the R,
A greater letter by far.
R is for Rare,
Because we are a one of a kind pair.
R is for Race,
Which is what my heart does everytime I see your face.
R is for Rainbow,
When you are around the world seems to glow.
R is for Rush,
Everytime you look my way I start to blush.
R is for Reason and Rhyme,
When I am with you I understand the word sublime.
Now on to the A,
Which will help us on our way.
A is for Awesome,
Say good-bye to Miss Lonesome.
A is for Artistic,
Your beauty is so mystic.
A is for Amore,
You shake me to my very core.
A is for Allure,
When I found you I found my heart's cure.
A is for Ache,
Because you fill me with a passion I can never slake.
A is for Attractive,
When you touch me I light up like I am radioactive.
On to the first N,
Which makes me grin.
N is for New,
You planted the seed of love which quickly grew.
N is for Nice,
You're so great I wish I could live twice.
N is for Nurture,
If I loved you any more I'm sure my heart would rupture.
Now on to the D,
Which does wonderful things for me.
D is for Doll,
I didn't know how fast I could fall.
D is for Dear,
When you are around I have nothing to fear.
D is for Dashing,
one glance from you and my heart starts crashing.
On to the O,
Which could never cause me woe.
O is for Overload,
When I see you my heart overflows.
O is for Optimism,
Because you never look at me with skepticism.
O is for One,
One night with you and my soul came undone.
And last but not least is the other N,
And what a way to end.
N is for Never,
Because You are my forever.

For My Most Beloved:BRANDON


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Christ Voice Made The Difference

Christ’ Voice Made A Difference! Christ’ voice made a difference in my life today! He spoke peace and love! And took my sins away! His voice made the difference, when nothing else could. All of my problems and failures, he understood! His voice made the difference, with words of healing and hope! He picked me up, when my life was on a “slippery slope!” His voice made the difference, in my moment of desperation! It brought peace to my heart and sweet inspiration! His voice made the difference when everything else failed me! I listen to his voice! it brings love all around me! His voice can make the difference for you! Won’t you listen? You’ll never know “what in the world,” you’re missin! His voice speaks peace to all fears! And life’s raging storms! His love will “glue together,” a life that’s “wrecked and torn.” His voice is all you need! It brings assurance His gift of eternal life is 100% “life insurance!” His voice beckons... Our lord calls our name! I’m glad I listened! I’m very glad he came! His voice is what’s important! And very much needed! It’s only through Christ, that our life is completed! By Jim Pemberton


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Nature's Harvested Bounty

Nature's Harvested Bounty

 Deep and dark are the thick , tall forested hills
 where swift icy streams send cold crossing chills
 Thinning out where the trees meet the grassy meadows and fields
 hunters reap the harvest that nature so bountifully yields

 An early morning hunt that provided food for hearth and home
 gathered with weapons in hands as hunters ever so quietly roam
 Nature reluctantly gives up it's great living treasure
 as grateful families thank God for gifts beyond measure.

 Home before noon to have newly cooked meals
 Satisfied and amply fed , pure bliss is how it feels
 Early afternoon nap to renew those hardy spirits
 nature whispers inspirations, can you hear it?
 03-12-2011 --Tyr


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Mother Earth

Mother Earth why do you so often cry,
Is it because every day one of your children dies?
Mother Earth why does your wind blow so wildly,
Is it because your children have forgotten how to act mildly?
Mother Earth why do the things you grow continue,
When your children do nothing but ravage you?
Mother Earth why do your rivers continue to wend,
Is it because your children always want to know what is around the next bend?
Mother Earth why are your children so mean,
Is it too late for us to be redeemed?
Mother Earth do you still love the sun,
When so many of your children have left with things undone?
Mother Earth will you always love your children so much,
I know you hunger for their touch.
Mother Earth how do you ever sleep,
When upon you dangerous things do creep?
Mother Earth do you still love your sister the moon,
Will I, your child, lie within you soon?
Mother Earth how can your children ever forget you are always around,
Is that why your tears fall down?
Mother Earth thank you for the blessings you give to me each day,
Thank you for a place for my head to lay.
Mother Earth thank you for my children,
Who have cleansed my soul from within.
Hopefully all of your children will realize just what you do,
And once again start caring for you.
So when the sun rises on a glorious new day,
I will protect you and my children in every way.


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One Of A kind

       She never did cease to amaze
      Someone who literly blew my mind
     When ever she'd set my heart ablaze
        It's how she made me feel I find
    
      She'd pick me up on those sad days
    Help me look forward, and not behind
        It's like she would be there always
     With her I felt at ease, I could unwind

        And the memory of her, still it stays                                                                                         
     It's deeply imbedded, so clearly outlined
       One of those time's I will never erase
        She made everything seem refined                                                                              

      Somebody who had me in this daze
     She was enough to make you go blind
       Still though I could not help but gaze
       As she was quite simply one of a kind



Written 1997 july october 97
inspierd by a friend from coventry at time
also a tribute to afreind at time 
who I met by chance back in 1993
someone who never ever judged me someone 
I will always remember(she really was one of a kind)

NOTE THIS ALREADY ON SOUP JUST REEDITED#
NOT CHANGED THIS THE PREQLE TO SUBLIME
ABOUT A FRIEND SOMEONE WHO I WAS REALLY CLOSE
TO AT TIME NOW GONE SO PERSONAL TO ME
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i did  follow this up with a new write titled  guiding light
through conversationn with sister ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
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For my Mother

For a Mother.

 

she left me

with only the thoughts of her embrace to warm me

in frigid mornings of tomorrows yet to come

she left me

with her words of tender truths to shroud me

in the coming evenings of stabbing sleet and hail

she left me

yet she stays forever within me

in my waking dreams

and in my restful thoughts

she stays forever within me

she remains an abiding part

of the love

the pain

the tears

and never shall we be

truly apart

 


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She's still my girl

Seriously Jealous

Inherently over-zealous

A calculation of the wellness-
of present day hellishness

Seriously sophomoric

Traumatically important

Radical...

A spaceship uninhabitable


Playing a game

Never would have guessed I was a lame...

Being insane

While people are on there way

Driving the plains

With wheel chairs with sprains

Going to work on the veins

With fangs

From behind brains

I withstand the shame

And accept my fame


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Bleeding Love

Bleeding Love
Curled in a ball
Not knowing what to do!
Knees against my chest
Cradling oneself

‘Soothing my soul’

Memories of you
Flooding my brain
Your words
Left as lingering whispers
Your smile
Imprinted, upon my mind's eye
High light of my day!
Electrifying my nervous system
Jump starting my heart
Punishing me
For loving you
‘Bleeding love’


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Collaborating in the clouds- Gods Hold

If Gods favorite hero suddenly became cold,
   Lonely, disoriented, unhappy with sorrows untold,
   Would it be of interest in Heaven? Concerns of man,
   Would our saviors come to Earth to be born again?

God would send out his best hands to hold,
   Would he set backwards time to where all heroes spirits were sold.

If only our love could behold
   Lined with twine of silver wrapped in gold
   Gifts to to God to wash our sin
   Equipped pillars stories told

Thoughts about God mirrors my pen


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WHEN YOU FIRST DIED

I crashed upon these useless knees,
My tears fell below and flew yonder.
Pleading not to be alone my only wish,
This brain burned thinking of just one word.

Love, it had cooled my mind and now was quickly gone,
Was it just another match lighting a fire ending in smoke?
I knew then I was only a mirror now not reflecting you.
To feel that way buried me alive and I didn’t even care.

Oh how that loss of joy replaced so swiftly by agony seared me,
I thought how this must be the hell that one is punished with.
Even thought if someone was to kindly kill me I’d find you again.
Looking back now on what a thief that desperation can truly be.

Only a few days later I sat there looking at our wedding pictures,
It was then I remembered all the promises you had made to me.
Thinking until you came along they had only been in my dreams,
About the day I awoke and those long sought after hopes were real.

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn


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art the exprsion of the mind

if you look at a picture what do you see
a bear
a lion 
a screw
if you look at a sculptuer what do you see
a scarf in the wind 
a naked lady
a brain or two
all this art i see around me is someting 
that i interpret in my mind 
comes out out as a lovely thing of my heart


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A Sinner I am Not

Closing my eyes
Feeling the moment
Listening
No thoughts distracting me
Surrendering
Setting my heart free
Reviewing, learning, growing
Releasing the blame and guilt, I harbour
Releasing the things, I once thought I could change
Recognising good or bad
Right or wrong 
A sinner I am not!
My mistakes, my greatest blessings
Living my life
Being human


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Gift

I see you
I understand you.
With all your faults and idiosyncrasies
I want to be with you.
I want your smell and your taste
Your faults are part of your perfection.
Your insecurities are your strengths.
When I’m with you I feel home, safe.
Anyone else is wrong because you are right

I love you.

I am utterly content.
I want to make you happy
I want you safe.
I will heal your pain
I will protect you, I will care for you, I will provide for you in every way.
I do not need to own you
I do not want to stop you.
I love what you are.

I know you don’t love me.

I know I don’t make you happy
I know you don’t want to hurt me.

I will leave you.

It is in my power to make you happy
It is in my power to relieve your pain
It is in my power for you to find love.
It is in my power to give you what I have.
I will provide, I will heal, I will make you happy, I will leave you because I love you because –

I understand you.


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Ludwig and Vincent

Ludwig & Vincent...


‘They said that you were mad, Vincent’, whispered Ludwig to a silent Vincent.


‘I still am, quite insane’, replied Vincent, ‘but you, dear Ludwig, you were deaf, and mad, I hear’.


‘I listened with my soul, Vincent, I heard it all without hearing a sound. Yes, mad and deaf indeed I too, still am’, Ludwig said, smiling at Vincent.


‘just look at them now’, Vincent replied, smiling with Ludwig, ‘look at them now, as they hawk sunflowers, blissfully oblivious of exquisite starry nights’.


‘yes’, smiled Ludwig, ‘look at them now, they crave joy, yet they cannot hear an ode, dear Vincent, they cannot hear it! They do not care enough to hear’.


‘Yes, dear Ludwig’, Vincent sighed, ‘they do not care enough to hear’.


Ludwig and Vincent smiled, each tugging an ear.


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marley

marley


he said love each other
in peace and harmony
instead the world are all fighting
this is not the way it should be

born february 6 1945
in st ann parish ,jamaica
and would rise to be
one of the world's brightest star

he never knew his father
he was  from england
grew up with his mother
who did the best she can

his heart full of wisdom
he puts in into his  songs
and to everyone without a voice
he give them hope to sing along

all the round the world
in the smallest place
you only say bob marley
and a smile comes over their face

to some he was a prophet
who bring a message for all
and after it was deliver
to mount zion he was recalled

but his music will play forever
until the end of time
asking all to love each other
to bring peace and end crime

so come on all you people
give praises to  the lord above
let  us all  come together 
and be alright singing one love


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YOUR Signature Part 1 of 2


" YOUR  Signature  ... "

( Genesis 1: 1  /  Rev. 4: 11 )


YOUR  Signature ...
Scrolls On Each Wave of The Sea
As It Starts To Signal
With The Smallest, Written-Water-Ripple
YOUR Beautifully, Bold-Signed Name ...
Is In Each Crystal, Droplet Initial ...

YOUR  Signature ...
Reflects, Embossed Upon All Skies
Floating In Bright Cloud-Notes
and Brilliantly Arc'd Written-Rainbows
And In The Sun's Flourish-Omega-Flares
... YOUR  Radiant Calligraphy - - Glows ...

And YOUR  Signature ...
Has Atop Each Imprinted 'I' Or 'J' As Symbols
... A Capital, Comet-Dashed-Star
In The Consonant-Cosmos - - Rows & Rows
and In Each 'O' In Orbits & Global-Rings
...  YOUR  Silver-Lined, Signature Shows ...

YOUR  Signature ...
Is Written In Autumn Leaves and Winds
and Cyclone Summer Seasons
and The Softest, Articulate, Evening Breeze
and Inscribed In A Snowflake's Misty-Breath
& Each Author-Rised, Airful - -  We Breathe ...

YOUR  Signature ...
Is Written With Moonbeam-Pens
... Upon A Book of Life, It Is Plume-Penned ...
& YOUR  Pencil - Draws Golden, Treasure Maps
Upon All of Earth & World of Men
As Signed Images of  YOUR  Autographs ...

YOUR  Signature ...
Sometimes As A Title of Position & Authority
... Powerfully Appears ...
And YOUR  Signature Bears YOUR Glory-Fame
of GOD, LORD, Almighty, King, Father and  Love
All As: Character & Crests of  JEHOVAH's  Name ...

YOUR  Signature ...
Is On The Edges of Eons and Eternity
... It Cannot Be Erased
... Will Never Fade -- Nor Ever Brushed Over
When It Is Written - - It Is Written ...
and Authenticated - - As Owner ...

YOUR  Signature ...
Carved The Majestic Grand Canyon Gorge
... It Cannot Be Matched Nor Forged
YOUR  Signature Covers Now & What The Future Expects
It Is:  Its Own Distinct Style and Collateral Dialect
YOUR  Signature Signs All Wealth & Royalty's Checks ...

YOUR  Signature ...
... On Covenants; Contracts - - In or Outside Our Margins
... Is Written, Stamped and Sealed ...
Waxed In Vowels, In Cursive-Cure-Ink, That Bled
Signed On Dotted Lines of Horizons & Our Hopes ...
YOUR  Signature - - Is What We've Read ...

( Part One of Two)


       Written & Copyrighted © :  5/8/2014 
                    by:  MoonBee Canady



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Almost Lovers

Almost Lovers
Now, loveless romantics
Loveless
With only sadness in our eyes
A fresh new hole 
In our hearts
Without each other
Being by each other’s side

I am trying not to think about you
Though images of you 
Still haunt me
Flooding, my mind
I hear the sound of your voice
Echo through the air
I see you ‘smile’
I can smell you, everywhere!

And when I watch the stars
Light up the sky at night
When I stroll the streets
Without you by my side
I watch lovers enjoy each other’s company
Reminiscing about ‘you’

Almost lover 
I still feel the beating of our two hearts
Becoming One
Even though you are gone
Goodbye, almost lover
Thank you for making my heart warm!


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My Man-Child


I wish outhouses were still in fashion 
For I would be sat in one right now 
Away from the hypocrisy that is you 
But still close enough 
So when I hollered your name 
You’d still answer 

By God I don’t know how your mother managed 
She must have the patience of a sculpture 
For 21 years, to raise the man-child that is you  
Cement in her head I tell you!
For if you were my child 
I would have asked for another one 
But boy does she have some good genes 

I can’t for the life of me possibly fathom the thought 
That any other girl than me could subject herself 
To the hysteria that is you 
I don’t know how I do it to be honest 
I must have sinned in a previous life 

But the biggest mystery of it all, my dear boy 
Is if I woke up one late Sunday morning 
Not finding you wrapped around the entire duvet 
With my teeth chattering
Well, that would be the greatest catastrophe of all


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The Blacksmith's Forge


Life is like a blacksmith's forge,
with crushing blows, and heat that melts,
the iron that is forged to steel,
is purified by a remorseless will.

Some people run from the smithy's shop,
along the easiest road they quickly stop,
they are only iron, a metal base,
in the sun and rain they rust and waste.

Our time in the forge must be steady and sure,
the blows and heat make a steel that's pure,
a supple frame that will carry it's load,
easy or hard we'll walk the roads,
and give our strength when needed.

Memories are colored gold,
not as if money were the force by which we were driven,
but, golden through the love and warmth,
that we receive or that we have given.

"A gentle touch
a word soft-spoken,
prove the
shepherds heart."

You have weathered storms and floods,
that would have broken lesser hearts,
your trials and tribulations
would have swept the weak apart.

"A gentle touch
a word soft-spoken,
prove the
shepherds heart."

Your heart and words
bridge the sea
that keeps us 
both apart."


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For Dr Martin Luther King Jr

For Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
 
You had a dream
of pastures of peace
where children of all hues mingled like rainbows
 
they silenced you, but your voice
resounds now in those pastures
not yet of peace
 
and your dream is still a dream
the dream you dreamt while others slept
 
you said that you’d been to the mountain-top
and they silenced your voice just then
before your eyes saw that promised land
of pastures of peace where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
now your vision is glimpsed in some pastures
not yet of peace
and yes, they silenced your voice
but your spirit their bullets could never tear apart
your spirit, like your dream
is mingled with the wind in all those pastures
not yet of peace
and until we give life to your dream
those pasture of peace
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
shall remain simply your dream
so as we remember you today
and pledge that those pastures of peace
are nourished first in each of us
for only then will your dream will take root
and blossom into our shared dream
and the view from the mountain-top,
radiant and bright and full of hope shall seem
 
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
 
 
 


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The ESS Of Love

These words are used to describe
The way you are deep down inside
These adorable cute traits
Are what make you really great
They all end in "ESS"
Because I want nothing less
Than the real and true you
That makes my love stick like glue
You are the whole world to me
Every single quality
Of each word is so unique
Together they combine and peak
To the highest point of love
Fitting you just like a glove

Your SWEETNESS is PRECIOUS and FLAWLESS
Your LOVELINESS is SENSUOUS
The CRAZINESS of your SHYNESS 
Is part of your SILLINESS
The ending part of this WHOLENESS
Is combined with your KINDNESS


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Mother

Mother.........

What would I do without you? 
Your love is tried and true. 
No child within this world we live, 
Could have a Mum like you. 

You've always been there for me, 
Even when I did things wrong. 
You dried the tears from my eyes, 
When I was not so strong. 

You nursed me, fed me, clothed me, 
You kept me safe and warm. 
I hope the hurt will soon subside, 
As we're riding through through this storm. 

No matter what may happen, 
You're a Mother best bar none. 
I hope you know I love you so, 
From your ever loving Son. 

...................I love you Mum.........


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Cheerful Bones

Daylight comes,
The light washes clean
the marks of the night before,
The delirium of freedom
the delusion of choice,
Till all thats left,
Glaring in the harsh daylight,
The bleached and cheerful bones. 

You danced with the devil,
You swore to the Kings,
You told me that sunshine owned you,
While your eyes turned to the stars,
You got burned by fire,
You were cut with a knife,
The blood rushed down, 
blinding your eager gaze,
You were cut to ribbons,
Leaving your cheerful bones. 

Even in the decrepit form,
The lack of substance,
The glow of bone,
You are still reaching,
Still praying,
Still betraying,
The shadows that formed you,
The secrets you deny,
That mark your cheerful bones. 

I wish I could leave this,
Say that I’ve had enough,
Let you lie there,
Alone and pale,
Walk away and never speak of it again,
But it would haunt my dreams,
Your skeletal form,
Desparate for love,
You would have done anything,
You must admit that,
In the end all it took,
Was the starvation of substance,
A life of smoke and mirrors,
Well, You got your cheerful bones.  


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Mesmerized

Mesmerized

               In the mirror image of yourself as far and near do I take
                           myself clear as I have a tear for you.

             Reach out toward the moon lit stars while I repair the stars
          afar, Reach the top stair as I am here, When I awake I will  do 
                       a double take for heavens sake.

          I will hear the sweetest sound playing in the court yard of 
            your heart, As I stand here with the curves of a woman
              But only the melody of a sweet sounding guitar.

    Not a care in this world, I choose to share my words of wisdom
  within this mirror, I am aware as Im walking on air, Can you see  
            How I am Mesmerized through the sound in the air
                        holding my woman of curves.


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Ode To Helen Steiner Rice - Monchielle

(1900-1981 (Monchielle) Lovely lady,she shines Ambass'dor of Sunshine Daughter,sister and wife Upliftin' poems she wrote She persevered through strife Lovely lady,she shines She's famous poetess Wrote verses of faith and hope Her life was so very hard She fought thru life to cope Lovely lady,she shines Verses sent from God 'bove Love for God kept her strong Thousands poems she wrote Poems soothes my soul long Lovely lady,she shines In heaven she wears crown She truly loved the Lord Endured many set-backs Her poems are just adored. Dorian Petersen Potter Aka ladydp2000 copyright@2009 October,7,2014


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Ambassador Of Sunshine - Christintina Style

(Christintina Style) Your verses in my heart Dwell and won't depart Wonderful lady It shows you did care And your heart did share Great poetess you always wrote with all your heart. You're a most beautiful one You always shine like the sun Your love for God always shows In all that you wrote and chose Helen Rice Steiner you are a Great inspiration to me. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2011 October,7,2014


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Fields Forever

Until the end, I fight 
I fight until the light is no more 
and the perilous night does begin 
& when my day is gone & future masked 
I climb my mountain with head hanging low 
Low for now, I killed and desecrated all held sacred 
Slain the last foe & as the day breaks again 
I gaze at fields of red fury 
Fury misunderstood all dead to understand 
Mountains ahead and behind, in this valley of 
Presence. Engulfed by injustice and punished 
In personal strife, I cry, 
not out but in I cry to hear 
inside, inside where I've tried to hide 
and defend on this field of red 
with no more to hide & more to 
hide from. I perch on this mountain I've made 
& expose myself to all, with none to tell 
I'm free, lost to live, lost to die 
Never to love, never to fly. Only wallow for 
It turns to night and shadows comfort me my friends 
Till the end 


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Learning Cant Go Back

Every second that I search in this dark cave
Come with me my friend your freedom awaits
Fore I take you to the gate, nay it be ye never to late
Never shall ye again be thee enemies slave

If ye fear than stand thee behind
In my left hand I wield His shield
And my right will make the enemy yield
I go back now to free all mankind

No longer shall I leave them blind
Ending this sifting in the darkness
Death to what once was inertness
It is I Jesus Christ who has aligned 


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Dear, Mother

You were the one that I called to when I was feeling blue or just when I needed you
You were the one to raise me who showed me how to be a lady
You tried to show me who was flaw and who would stay
But when I needed you the most, your gone and are no longer my host
I lost my best friend I also called my mother
Please god watch over me and my little brother
Now I just take a breath and look at the clouds because I know shes always looking down
Watching you staying true and doing you
But I cant help it every now and then I get blue
But you would want me to be happy, so this life I live is all for you


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Lady Madness

Lady Madness how dost thou lie in mine bed?
How darest I allow thee upon my honor tread?
Fair Lady, Fair Madness, drop the dagger from the mind!
Remember once we were the honorable kind?
Oh how hath we slain the king? Lest some restless
worm eateth at thy brain?
My love, my dearest, I pushed thee though thou pushed me!
To hell with Hecate and her faces three!
I love the fair Lady!  Rest upon my cheek.
Perhaps you will return to sanity should you meet God in sleep.

Mary Evangeline


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Ranny Williams

"Man 'pon spoht"
No more, the ridiculous of convention
To throw in the swine pen of laughter,
Where we turning from red, white and blue
And Ceres transformation, had no clue
Who we were
Or what else we were tto become 
Unless what we were already made to be.

You were a sort of mirror to us
So we would not become
What we were laughing at,
And that we saw
Clearly using lens of humour
You made specifically for the vision here.
I even laughed at me sometimes
What I had borrowed
Or stolen from the old master of our fate.
I laughed at what was villified with hate.

I wanted to be cleanse 
Of what I was not supposed to be
But had no cure or remedy
Though gathered around the radio
The only one my father afforded for the village
That kept my company every night
And taught me folklores
And self in that which I did not understand.
You brought its love to me
When I did not know.

It was this love when I owned it
This love when I knew it was me
Made me worthy of loving me
Of loving my peculiar difference
Set aside by class, and color of my skin
And status that dwindled me within;
This love
Set upon from without,
I had no weapons to defend ...
But you
You and radio liberated with me.
They sold us it not to make us equal
But to take away our wage
In payments week after week.
They did not know
Even when you did without mask before their face;
It was not money that we need to heal
It was faith in us
To laugh, and separate the vain from the real.


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Daughter of Loneliness

 
 
 
 
 
Oh! daughter of loneliness
worshiper of horus
though quite unaware
collector of dandelions
look over here then
double chins on racehorses!
that slight stain on your two fingers
story of cigarette hungers
and nicotine romances
dealt with in shadow quietly
no fierce gazes now from church ladies
magnificent in their clucking bow
processing the dirt at your feet
lest your sins discolor the very ground
of your precious precious little town

Oh! daughter of the earth
collector of dandelions
rush of cicada wings
trembling, quickening
at your approach
my proud back collapses
a new S shape coils
vertabraeic tribute then
I will paw at the dirt
your proud mother
our shared ancestor then
keeper of the dead
drifts through my fingers
the tribute of the soil

Nothing here to keep
the servants are onto something
that shiny image you have of me
a flaking wedge of cake
in your mind, now grown stale
nibbled at slowly by the scuffling teeth
of doubt, of fear, of the nakedness of faith
a spectral rodent drifts in and out
he is made of uselessness and has no point
and scurries about on errands
please, swallow whole that cake
release that sobbing doppelganger
from that mindful prison of time
lest your sins discolor the very ground
of your precious precious little town




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Ode to Humanity

It seems like my life is always lacking. Too many blurry faces passing. It's like living in a time when the world is gone, No one can agree because everyone is wrong. If we all could take time to appreciate our lives, And stop believing and telling these foolish lies, Maybe then we could live in harmony, In a world full of love like it was meant to be. I wish I could tell them all the way I feel, But no one will believe because it's so unreal. This idea that we all could be at peace, And we all could be each other's release. Maybe one day we could find some common ground Lying somewhere in the Lost & Found. But you know this is just the way it goes, When all this hatred just overflows. In a time when no one can just understand What it's like to walk with each other hand in hand. It all comes down to a change of mind, And to leave the stigmas and hate behind. Does it really make them feel good deep within, To hate another person based on the color of their skin? It's not what's on the outside that makes them who they are, It's what's inside them; It's what's in their heart. It doesn't matter what we look like externally, The only thing that matters is who we chose to be. We are strong, and have the power to agree, To love and cherish each other's company. And I know that we can all hold each other up and live free. This is my ode to humanity.


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For Bolt

All hail, new hero, hail our legend of the world
Before you in homage, the have flags unfurled.
Great Olympian, our lightning flashing to inspire - 
Young men in hills and hovels shivering still,
Who fear life can offer nothing from earth higher -
Tell them talent holds faith with human will
And show them what hard work made out of you
The sweat must come before the glory into view.

What joyous cool, what bravado of speed glinting
Your sceptered form came to challenge unflinching
Show them that this nation hungers for healing
Where great feats are done, teach them to unite
Again, love for the lovely pure love outpouring
Trust with the satisfied is lamp enough for night.
O how proud you wear the national atmosphere
I thank God in you, thank you for moments rare.


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Heaven


          Just for one moment in your arms I found heaven. A safe haven. Somewhere where I 
didn't have to worry or feel afraid. Out of the darkest places that i've ventured into I finally found a 
light that shines brighter than i've ever known. Do you even know? I doubt you know the extent of 
my love. Oh boy why did I even mention that? Cause I truly am confused. Even though you 
made me sad you made me happier far more. I will always appreciate your guidance. I will 
always appreciate your tenderness. I know that heaven was in reach and that god was trying to 
tell me something the day I met you. This is a little weird cause this is starting to sound like a 
tribute. Maybe it is. A tribute to something. A tribute to new love. A tribute to love lost. A tribute to 
all of the above. I've never felt love before. But i've also never felt something so power and 
something so real either. So as I sit here contemplating my fate all I can say is I got a little taste 
of heaven. I got to visit the place my daddy went away to be. I got to feel safe. I haven't felt that 
sense of security since well since I stop eating happy meals and falling asleep in the back of my 
dads suv. I haven't felt that good since the last time my dad took me fishing.I want to go back to 
heaven. But only in your arms can I reach it... Heaven.