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Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.


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A Soul Cries

A soul cries yet nobody hears him
They say he has neither a head nor limbs
But he has a soul and a spirit
Undesirable is the soul to be taken from the womb

A soul cries yet nobody hears him
His voice is so mild that no one can hear him
He’s damned for a crime he didn’t commit 
No supplication and inspiration to share

A soul still cries yet nobody hears him
He has neither words nor songs to hymn
He’s languishing from a lashing whip 
A victim to hatred, dubiety and immorality 

A soul cries yet nobody seems to care
He pleas for his precious life to be spared
Yet with a mild voice no one will give an ear
 With despair he cries and screams into the night

A soul cries yet this girl has turned a deaf ear
A voice tells her “eliminate him from here” 
But a master fate will sometimes have it to be
The Dame escorted him six feet underground

The Poet Preacher © 2014


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Women

You women
Know how to make 
The best of what you've got in you
You do it everyday in your life


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BUBBLY MOMENTS


Soap bubbles float through high-school breeze that chuckles on playful moonlights; our gang dabs round film on oak trees or paste white orbs on teen boys' kites. And vapor-like, our summers wrap the peek-a-boos squeaking tag games, on dappled field where guys eavesdrop inviting tricks without a shame. Long day collects a popping spree, as sticky piles knot wavy hair like rustle of sun, how carefree to mess around till burnt cheeks flare. The thrill of puppy love upswings when every hour is like a race while globules fly, my crush then zings till cheery arms steal quick embrace. Christian Guild's Teenager Entertainment by nette onclaud


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Playing With Fire

When I met her I knew she was fire
She was way too hot for me to hold
There I hovered within her orbit
If I stayed close I wouldn't be cold

She captured my imagination
A long legged beauty beyond compare
All her curves in the right places 
A pretty face with long flowing hair

Pappa said I shouldn't play with fire
Otherwise I would surely be burned
The day I finally found my courage
I received this scar that I have earned

The thing about a beautiful woman
She gets hit on almost every day
The heat that I felt was turned to ice
She turned around and walked away

At seventeen, I was way too young
I was like a moth caught in her flame
When it came to playing with fire
I didn't know the rules to the game


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KNOCK-KNOCK

KNOCK-KNOCK

Knock-Knock jokes are told by kids the world over;
They're full of moans and groans, old puns and good fun.
Little kids love to hear them and can't wait to relate them.
As parents we gamely endure them, then smile and run!

But what if we hear a knock-knock on the door?
Dependent upon what's going on in our life,
We either stride down the hall or we hesitate a step;
Is our teen out with the car? Has he got into strife?

That knock-knock on the door could mean myriad of things;
Perhaps it's just our neighbour, or our husband home at last.
It could bring glad tidings, a Christmas package or two,
But if we have teens, our heart begins to beat fast.

What is it about that knock-knock on the door?
We either think nothing of it or our heart skips a beat.
If we have teens in our life out spreading their wings,
We pine for the days of their knock-knock jokes about smelly feet.


© ELR 2013


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Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.


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Lifting Me Up

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


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Fallen Victim

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


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What are you looking for

What are you looking for ?
Oops that's sound like someone knocking on your door :-)
Open and see who is coming.
Can I see what's going ?


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Cherish

We will cherish these moments
Because they are few,
But please always remember
I will always love you.


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Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


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Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.


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Choices To Face

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


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Enjoy This Place

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


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Dear Teacher

Am I just another creature?
Thriving hard to make a future?
Beyond what can undergo suture
Thoughts have almost my heart rupture

No my dear you are special
With no thought of being partial
Who has got so much potentials
That you’ve displayed from initial?

Why have I not come top in all I do?
Why hasn’t anyone asked to know who?
When I put my potentials all through
Except, sometimes, just you

Bother less on those, my dear
They have all, their own fears
Of a genius who’s so much near
That will with them this glory share

I hope not to forget who I am
For I hope to do great with these arms
To reach wide even to those in farms
Yet not to have a soul by it harm

It’s great to think less of persons
Just do your things in its right season
Without a thought of selfish reason
And their thoughts shall be to them a prison


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Keeping Track of My Colors

If I were in a box of crayons
I don't know what color I'd be
I want to be something rare and cool
That exudes great beauty

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd definitely be white
I'm the most classy but of course
I won't put up a fight

If I were in a box of crayons
I'm sure that I'd be black
We all know that saying, once black
No going back

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be cool like gray
I'm not a person that is
Molded of clay

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd surely be brown
For I'd be the one turning
Smiles into frowns

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be fiery scarlet
My blazing personality would
Make everyone forfeit

If I were in a box of crayons
I be beautiful burgundy
You know I'd never, ever
Let someone hurt me

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be the sagacious red
For my sense of humor would
Bring everyone dread

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be very pretty pink
Not all bubbles are stupid
I'd prove I could think

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be oh so silly purple
For my crazy sense in humor
Is like Steve Urkel's

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be a deep indigo
For I'm sure that none could leap as far
As I could go

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be a soothing blue
Since I am so happy
So should you

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be like Turquoise
But that's my sister's name
That's her voice

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be luscious green
Because all friends need someone
On which to lean

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd love to be lime
Everyone laughs with me
All of the time

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be bright yellow
Cause I truly am
A jolly little fellow

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd be a magnificent peach
For no one can resist my charm while
I sit on a beach

If I were in a box of crayons
I'd never be orange
For I have nothing to rhyme with
That stupid, annoying orange!

~Reecie


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.


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The Heart Of The Ocean

You pick me up and fly me away;
Oh my baby, what a beautiful day!
Like a rock, you are strong to withstand the motion,
And your love runs deep, the heart of the ocean.


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Speak No Evil

One thousand might be silent,
While one speaks aloud.
The tongues that are quiet,
Know what the story's about.





©2014 Honestly JT


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God's Plan

There was a schoolboy,
He would always say,
Why do bad things happen,
Why must we suffer in this way?

A wise man answered him,
It's because of sin,
Adam ate the fruit,
In the Garden of Eden.

It's so not fair,
He would say,
Because he ate,
Why should we pay?

The wise man asked,
But why should we go free,
Because one Man,
Died on a tree?

He pointed to the cross,
Where our Savior died,
The boy scratched his head,
His ears open wide.

We were cursed by just one man,
Then saved by another,
It's all part of God's plan,
Which is fair he discovered.


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The Truth

I wove a web of lies,
It came back for me.
Trapped me in its net,
Ripped me from my disguise.

I planted a picture of a smile,
It haunted me at night.
Showed me how forced it was,
Wiped off my beam of beguile.

I hid my pain in a jar,
But I got locked inside instead.
I panicked---- There was no escape,
But to let it out in a secluded bar.

I packed up all my secrets,
It flooded my mind,
Conscience bugging me,
Relief in cigarettes.

So I ignored the cruel world,
Hiding in my words.
This arrangement has worked for years,
Life's been just fine this way.


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Successful Relationship

For a joyful
Peaceful
Successful relationship
You need spiritual and mental union


12132011


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I Don't Know What To Do With My Life

When that feeling rushes in-
I don't know what to do with my life-
I need to search from within
And look up toward the light.


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Pray

It's okay to pray;
Do so everyday.
Believe in what you say,
And your life will be changed.


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Right Turns

Looking back in life I've made so many wrong turns
Sped up when I should've braked
In this environment I've learned to discern
Between who's walk is real, or fake

It's the little things that hurt, not the abundance 
but rather the lack of,
genuine actions speak louder than words
Especially when it comes to love

Hearing others spit your name on their tongue
baffles me through and through
The things they've said, when compared
appear nothing like who I knew

So much I question and would like to say
So much I have to ask
But I know it's not my place, 
And in this situation I cannot bask.

I pray you reach a point in life
Where you have no where to turn
So that you may reach out to God
And begin to evaluate and truly discern

We got off on the wrong foot
And there's no retracing our step
Our walks aren't i the same direction
And our new paths have been unkept


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The UFO at Cary Forest

Nestled among the trees in a primitive campsite,
A cub scout and his mother were on their third camp-out.
The tent was pitched; double foil wrapped food was cooked just right.
The young campfire cook gave his skills a great workout.

In the past they had stayed there several days at a time.
Driving through the forest just the mom and her young boy.
Thinking about those days brings back memories sublime.
It was a lot of work, but brought them so much joy.

Nights were spent listening to the serenading bullfrog.
At dawn, she photographed wildlife while he made bird-calls.
One morning when they came around the bend in the fog,
A long-necked majestic doe stood tall and enthralled.

The angle was such that she could not get a good shot.
So, she handed him her Cannon; he aimed, then, clicked.
It would be days prior to seeing the picture he got.
She and her son took pleasure in the woodlands frolicked.

In the hours of darkness they finished playing cards.
Their lantern was glowing; it was time to go to sleep.
Outside there was a whirring they could not disregard.
The mother turned out the light; whispered, “Don't make a peep!”

Her heart was pounding faster and her eyes opened wide.
She was afraid to move, but tried her best to be brave.
She unzipped the tent slowly and took a look outside.
The unlikely sight she saw gave her heart a shock wave.
 
Up in the sky was a circle of lights… humongous!
The outer ones were orange and the inner ones flashed white.
The sound was so loud that soon the boy became anxious.
With a quiet hush she said, “We're going to be alright.”

All she could think about was fear and their abduction.
Teenage daughters, not camping, needed her to survive.
She was so terrified her mind could hardly function.
There was nothing she could do to get out of there alive.

Would sharp-witted life forms from outer space understand?
She had no choice but try; inside she shed silent tears.
Begging aloud to the alien craft, words unplanned.
Daughters, with no one to tend them would struggle for years.

When she explained their situation, the noise ceased quickly.
She peeked outside again to see only stars in the sky.
He, now a man, was not allowed to look out…hazy.
She thanks God for the night the aliens went bye-bye.

©  October 8, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen

P.S. Years later, she saw the same craft in NASA space photos listed as something not 
seen before…unidentified!  When she went to show her husband, the picture had 
“disappeared!”


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The sounds of war

The sounds of war, 
Are far too real, 
Civilian's wounds, 
Too severe to heal, 

Wounded and dying, 
The dead line the streets, 
The fighting continues, 
Yet no heart longer beats, 

After the killing, 
What will be left? 
A world of corruption, 
Madness and theft, 

What are we fighting for? 
No-one really knows, 
There is no real reason, 
Yet the blood still flows, 

Innocent families, 
Torn apart by the war, 
When you look in their eyes, 
You see into their core, 

Sadness and sorrow, 
You can tell death is near, 
You want to get rid of, 
All the hatred and fear, 

Yet how do you stop, 
Another mans war, 
Please can you help me? 
Mend the hearts that are sore.

Copyright Kayla Yovich 2006


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Transform

Where should I begin,
And where would this road lead?
So, how will the story end,
When these roadblocks are set between?







©2014 Honestly JT


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What You Say - for 15-year-olds

You tell me that I can't go out
or walk around alone,
'Cause 15 isn't old enough
to keep up on my own.

You say that judging character
is something that you learned,
But guess what? My respect
is something that is earned.

They say that being 15
is the hardest age to be,
Not quite a woman, or a girl,
but caught right in between.

So then, I think, you'll try to see,
who here is really boss,
But during rocky teenage years
I say "try", and it's your loss.

You turn your back and walk away,
we'll have to wait until,
You try again to say I can't
which means that now I will.


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The Fortress

This fortress is coming down;
It's been a long time in the making.
This bastion can't hold its own;
All these walls are shaking.


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Party Pills

My heart begins to fail, 
My feet race along the ground, 
My body is drenched in a chilled sweat, 
I scream but don't make a sound, 

I feel my body tremble, 
As I frantically try to run, 
I can hear him coming closer, 
I hope he doesn't have a gun, 

There's a warmth on my shoulder now, 
I can feel his quickened breath, 
His rough hand connects with my arm, 
I can feel the shadows of death, 

All of the light has disappeared, 
More darkness has taken its place, 
My body's limp, worn out and weak, 
Death has finally won this race, 

But my soul lives on in heaven, 
To bring justice to those who kill, 
Vulnerable teenagers like me, 
By selling them party pills, 

I got given those party pills, 
To try with a special friend, 
Being a fool, I took a few, 
But death caught me in the end.

Copyright Kayla Yovich 2007


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BIG TOWN YOUNGSTER'S DREAMS

So alone and pensive, he stares at the paved, glaring square below
admiring an elegant lady strolling by...
with a vibrant spirit in his blood, his enthusiasm will flow;
what kind of reward will he have, if he doesn't try?


Young man, have you done enough to get ahead in life?
Oh, you desire a marriage and many kids;
they will come through fortitude and sacrifice...
put aside every useless fear and beat all the odds!


Big town youngsters' dreams are awaiting release
from a heart, which will see his dream realized...
when triumph, fortune and glee will never cease;
he stands at the balcony with a look so mesmerized! 


Entered in Iolanda Scripca's contest,
" Untold Secrets "


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Activiity #34

One last time
One last kiss
Will the next time
Feel just like this?

If I stop
If I open my eyes
Will it be gone?
Does it all die?

What's protecting
My fragile heart?
What's keeping love
From tearing it apart?

Should I just stop?
Just give up the fight?
Should I just walk
Straight into the light?

I won't give up hope
It will all work out
It's not like it's something
I can't live without


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Youthfulness

Youthfulness is not about being young or old
It's about enthusiasm
When enthusiasm fades, pessimism begins
As  true Christian our hope keeps up our enthusiasm and our youth

12122011


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Emotions

Some say we control, 
Our feelings inside, 
Some say that these, 
Are what we hide, 

We bottle them up, 
Inside ourselves, 
All filed away, 
Upon the shelves, 

It takes just one word, 
To cause these to shake, 
And all the glass jars, 
Start to fall and break, 

Our emotions get freed, 
To cause havoc around, 
Inside our bodies, 
Without any sound, 

We then start to show, 
Our true feelings inside, 
No matter how hard, 
We try to hide, 

Then we get angry, 
At the one person who, 
Caused us to shake, 
Just 'cause they're shaking too.

Copyright Kayla Yovich 2006q


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Today's Youth

I look out the window, 
Yet nothing is there, 
The darkness surrounds me, 
As i'm frozen in fear, 

Then all of a sudden, 
The night is ablaze, 
Fire and screaming, 
I'm stunned in a daze, 

Communities broken, 
Families torn apart, 
Who could have done this, 
And how did it start, 

They had no real reason, 
To set it alight, 
To cause so much chaos, 
In my town that night, 

My small little school, 
Was burnt to the ground, 
But the very next day, 
There was more to be found, 

Bodies lay broken, 
Ripped apart by a sword, 
This is now what happens, 
When our youth got bored. 

Copyright Kayla Yovich 2006


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Standing Up

So I was walking down the street
When I saw someone cheat
An old lady with no teeth
Out of her seat

So I though,' that ain't right,
Old ladies can't fight
I think this grown man might
Be stupid and spite'

So I go up to the man
I ask to shake his hand
He said he wouldn't stand
For the little old woman

So I rampaged and cussed about
With a scream and a shout
And there was no doubt
The man would move out

So I'm happy to say
The man got out the way
The old lady praised
Me for saving the day

So the moral of the story is
You live the way you live
And you'll be remembered if
You're kind and cool shiz

~Reecie


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Suicide Survives

Fictitious families
Dysfunctional means
Compromised children
Capricious teens

Serrated self-loathing
Culling scarred skin
Dapper diagnoses
Dulling depression’s din

Psychotropic pulses
Sedentary screams 
Subjugated subjects
Catharsis of dreams

Dusk dawning
In convenience’s vanity
Vociferous voices
Pilfering sedated sanity

Slurred smiles
Lithium lies
Hanging from vestiges
Suicide survives


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Everyone will see one day

Little girl, don't be so low. You're gonna be something someday, don't give up hope, keep hope alive. Even when the road gets rough, remember how much tougher you are than anyone else. I have faith in you, faith that you'll make it through. All the lies that they tell you, all the broken promises they made, won't stop you from becoming someone. You'll be there soon, just let the negative become the positive. when they throw stuff in your face, pick up yourself and see your way out. The bruises and scars only make you who you are, so smile because they're breakin' you is only making you. You will show the world one day what all made you that way, and they'll be asking for you, there's no doubt. So don't sit there and pout, because the day will come when everyone will see what they made you become.


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We're Adults


In life, we need to stand on our own
This was my mistake before
I thought I'll get you
Without you learning how to take it

God taught me a lesson
That you're still there
Pray and ask God to help me win the poetry
It can be before the 1st before I can send you

This is being strong honey
We can do this
When you're a child
People say 'what if you dont have your parets or mother?'

That's how children learn responsibility
Okay, what if I get to the hospital or Something bad happen to me
Who will be there to talk to you?
You can't do anything, you have to live like that

But it will not be forever
We need to pray and ask God for graces
Pray for the one taking care of you
We need God'help in everything



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I want you

Passion erupting from your chest,
eyeing me like you do.
Singing to me, mouthing yes.
Telling me you want it too

Long for your smile, nail polised eye.
My body pulled close to you.
For your hand’s breath on my thigh,
Pupils say you want it to

Aged, to fine, more years to sin
Stubled man, my chance’as flew.
Caged, oh my, hungry for skin
I know you always wanted to

Your Eye confesses heat
feverd, I want it to
Waiting for lips to meet
Kiss me, mine want it too
Love, my heart lost a beat
Say yes, you wanted to
Just one time, and then repeat
Forever waiting, wanting you


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CHOICES

It must be hard
I just don't know
The choices you've made
Have helped you to grow

You've grown up in love
And in God's word
He's answered your prayers
I'm sure you've heard

Don't ever let others
Make you feel blue or sad
Because, they too, have done things
That are considered "bad"

You are special
God made you just fine
In His eyes alone
In His image you shine

I love you my dear
And our God does too
So, please understand
You can start all anew

So, hold your head high
And walk with pride
For we both know our God
Is always by your side


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IN MEMORY OF BRENNAN

So full of life
With a cute little grin
Every girls dream
Each heart he could win

Riding bikes around
And playing with his dog
He would take him out
For a short little jog

When he was at school
He would talk about cars
He would think about planets
And how to count stars

Boy Scouts was a passion
His LIFE badge he earned
Now that is not something
That is easily learned

His life was cut short
But his memory will stay
Embossed in our hearts
Forever, day after day

So, let us remember
His laughter, his love
His jokes and his pranks
As he watches above


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THE FAITHFUL ONE, JACK

He waits by his door
When will he be back
No mistake about it
The faithful one, Jack

He'd walk with him
Always by his side
Never left him alone
With such a sense of pride

He'd be with him
On the farm and at his home
No matter what happened
He'd never be alone

He'd sit and wait
Not far from the bus
For others to see this
It meant nothing to us

So, now, where is he
Is the question on his mind
The faithful one, Jack
And the ties that did bind


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Your Love

Your love is like a melody
softly singing to my heart.
Your laugh is like the air I brethe
something I cannot, will not part.

Your heart is like a red balloon
that grows bigger with each breath.
Your life is like eternal time,
neverending, not even by death.

As long as I breathe air and live,
you will always be alive and kind.
Your memory will live with me,
in my heart and in my mind.

You have left, footprints on my soul.
Our memories have scarred me true,
and the absolute truth is,
I cannot, will not, live without you.


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NoRmAL

"Our family isn't normal!",
you often like to say.
What's wrong with popping wheelies
in a mower race with Ray???

So what if dad likes mooning
and showing off his rear.
You might see when you're older,
You will face your biggest fear.

Your house will be just like ours!
Your kids will all be nuts!
I hope you're ready for this life...
Do you think you've got the guts?

Will you laugh it off
when your "sweetheart" needs a ride...
(even when she say she hopes
you'll duck your head and hide?)

I hope you will remember 
how it felt to be thirteen.
When your family isn't normal,
and your dad's "King of the Bean".


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Closed Closets

Summer dresses
Sunset smiles
Intertwined fingers
Infatuation by trial 

Giggling glances
Fidgeting hair
Anticipating lips
Confessions spared

Teenage tongues
Passion spry
Inviting innocence
Naive thighs

Misplaced moment
Serrated sigh
Ripped restraint
Something awry

Smothered trust
Eyes of escape
Groped distress
A cry of rape

Muffled scratches
Screaming tears
Convulsing portrait
Of frozen fear

Scared secrets
Trembling outside 
Closed closets
Daughters inside


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Talk to Them

Come here you, yeah you.
Where do you think you’re going?
What’s wrong, can I help?
How long has this been going on?

Children, they are the future
So very cliché but true
But, we must step in at times.
That, we must do.

Ask the questions above
To start your dialogue of hope
Let them know you are there for them
They will soon be able to cope.

The road may not be easy
It is surely winding and long
But with people there to love and help
How can any help be wrong?

Communication, yes that is the key
To open the door to the hearts
Let them know, continue your best,
Tear their walls apart!

Barge in, take by the hand
Then calm with your soothing voice
Let them know, no matter what
It will always remain their choice.

They need to know you will be there
And not rule or take control
But be stable, strong and true
And ready to console.