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Details | Verse | |

The Unknown

-"x+2 = 4"-

Enigmas of the soul
Do you know how it feels?

Never tasted before
Invisible Sun


PD


Details | Free verse | |

Boy oh boy and a girl

I wish to claim
My boyness
My yesterday sillyness
Innocent shyness
My crinkled nose grininess
That hide and seekiness
Spin the bottle 
kind of geekiness 

Getting caught 
My hand in the cookie jarness
That pushing too farness
Collecting comic charminess 
Pulling pigtales
Stolen kisses
Hidden playboy kinda business
Cop a feel inquisitiveness

Being a bit
Self concience 
A true life witness
Loving the mysterious 
Laughing more than being serious
Feeling delirious 
Not afraid
Somewhat curious

Wondering
About adultness
What it was all aboutness
Thinking that it lead to freeness
I'd know just how to be ness
Eating what I want 
Staying up late kinda keeness

Now I wonder
What was the rushness
To reach adultness
Full of it's doubtiness
What's it all aboutness
I witness it's dreamlessness
It's no longer about me-ness
More mundane
To much sane-ness
Routine and sameness
No one cares if you cameness
Less is less
And more is moreness
Can't see the trees
Through the dark forest

So grab onto your girliness
I'll bring my boyness
There will be more
Way more 
Yesirey
Hotdigity
Joyousness 
No more boringness 
We'll spin in circles
Enjoy our dizziness 
After all
Having fun
Is a serious business!





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 | Rhyme | |

Cowboys

A man named Ben stood on a slope looking at the gates of hell,
He swore they’d never turn back, him and his best friend Del.
They knew the bandits came this way, they’d left a sloppy trail,
Sheriff and posse had given up but they, would never fail.

He reached into his saddle where he pulled some paper out,
Posters of the bandits, who had brought them on this route
There was Crooked Jake a killer who was merciless and drear,
He shot you if you looked at him, his colleges were full of fear.

Then came Baba Barber as hairy as a lamb,
But nothing gentle about this one, he head-butt’s like a ram.
The third was Festus Farlow a man with just one eye,
Yet the fastest gun in Texas causen many a widow to cry. 

Ben turned to Del and with a sigh he mounted his beige mare,
Said, “guessen we’d better git started, Del ma frind tek care.”
The two had ridden hours with bandanas on their face,
Which only helped a little, for sand was all they could taste.

Both saw many carcasses and bones, bleached white from sun,
But also knew these badlands are not a place for fun.
All at once Del’s stallion, stood with hoofs boxing empty air,
Sent him flying to the ground, and in a rattlers face did stare.

Now when he fell he’d landed on a hard and rocky bed,
So he grabbed a stone and in a flash, crushed that rattlers head.
Ben had reached for his riffle ready to take a shot,
Knowing the sound of gunfire would give away their spot.

Six days later found cowboys, with cracked lips and weary bones,
Now huddled by the campfire listening to familiar tones.
High up on the rocky hill, a wolf sang to the skies,
His silhouette rare beauty, appeasing to their eyes.

Still sleeping at the crack of dawn, a voice woke them abrupt,
Crooked Jake stood before them, his hand his gun did cup.
He started laughing at the two still lying there in bed,
And Ben and Del were certain, that they would soon be dead.

Now Festus and old Baba, were going through their sacks
Finding pictures of two women, they had just shot in their backs,
Then they took their horses, saddles, hats and boots, sayen
‘’You’s ain’t gunna need these, when Festus Farlow shoots.”

Two good friends were shaking now as a dozen shots rang out,
And when loud echoes finally ceased, dead bandits lay about.
Ben and Del stood in a daze, and checked for bullet holes,
The sheriff and posse had come back, God, bless their souls.

10.03.2014
For Isaiah Zerbst Contest:
Cowboys in the Badlands 2nd


Details | Free verse | |

childhood fantasies

i was six and you were nine
you would pack sunlight into a jar
tell me it was mine.

at night it lit my room.

when the stars were out
you'd throw stones to wake me up.

butterfly nets in hand
we'd catch stars from the sky 
save them in our pockets.

i'd hand you my water gun
you’d load one at a time
pull the trigger
and yell
"quick wish on a shooting star."

now twenty and more old
i still have the jars
i still own every wish
i uttered silently
on those moonlit eves.

it was you
in my dreams
in my smile

always kind.

i only had one wish
you and i
clad in the innocence
of those times,

of dreams and laughs
i only wished
it would never end,
and your sunshine
safe in my memories 
our childhood sealed in those jars.


Maurice Yvonne
Sponsor: gautami phookan
Contest Name:The Sweetest Touches of Verse


Details | Lyric | |

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.


Details | Ballade | |

Being you

Being you

Accept yourself
That’s all that I can say
Let your inner voice tell you
The way to live your day
Do not be hard upon yourself
That never did no good
Just be happy, never worry
It’s foolish that one should.

Love yourself
Cause you’re a ‘one off’ too
No one else can play your part
Nobody can be you
It’s a lovely world we live in
Let it seep into your soul
Then when you feel at one with life
Twill get you feeling whole.

Most people call me crazy
But I love being me
I do not care what others think
I only like to be
To be this way, it is my right
A gift sent down by fate
I’m so I’m happy being me
Each day to me is great.

14 August 2013 @ 1410hrs.



Details | Free verse | |

World above the clouds

Far away from this bonded crowd,
Far away from these layers of 
shroud,
Oh wings of the air glide me away,
To the world, world above the 
clouds.

To the giant mountains of mist,
Where sparkling houses of rain 
will 
be built,
World beneath where would be 
moving,
And sun rays where will be cold 
and soothing.

Where I won’t be bound by laws,
And I could speak freely about 
the 
things I love aloud,
Yeah to the world with cloud 
above the clouds,
Where everything just everything 
will be allowed.

Sliding on morning dews that stays 
till night,
Diving in the night’s sky that looks 
like morning light,
With no paths to follow,
I’ll glide free and fast,
Yawing, pitching, bouncing, 
shouting,
Like the endless penumbra it’s 
unknown where I’ll last
Yeah endless it is,
And it’s unknown where I’ll last



For Above the CloudsContest
I think I am late :-( posting this 
anyways


Details | Haiku | |

No Chain, No Charm

In Unison-
~No Chain, No Charm~

United we own
Firm, full of finest goodies-
Our ground of freedom.


United we stand
Firm from failure and horror-
On the ground of strength.

United we pray
Faithfully with open mind-
Our bliss is assured.


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Terzanelle | |

An Epic Battle With A Simple Question

A beautiful heart pines from afar. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! Celestial winged heart beats faster, Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. To parallel freedom, we choose our master. Embarking from sun brewed and moonshine skies Two alien races, in war, collide. Over mountain and ocean meet polar eyes. All brothers' swords raise, marching with pride. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Two alien races, in war, collide. The angered clouds rain blood from the sky. A new path finally found. Sisters of heaven let feathers fly. Brothers' swords low now to the ground. A beautiful heart pines from afar. A new path finally found. In Love, the Dragon and Unicorn are! In universe Out bound energy Where are we when we die?


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Rhyme XOX

I just want my summertime
To be at a stand still.
Sometimes, when women cross my mind,
I'm not sure just what to feel.

I'd like to call her friend,
And I want us to mean something.
I can find several, yet in the end,
It seems like all I have is nothing.

So where is the evidence
That says I should move forward?
Show me a sign that's heaven sent;
A point I should move toward.



©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Rhyme | |

Hidden Mountains

A solo pilot, lost in snow,
in a jagged mountain pass,
his eyes are trained upon each tree,
and the shape of each crevasse…
In an open-cockpit time machine,
the winter wind does howl,
but a mighty fire’s burning bright,
inside the engine cowl.
The fog and flurry blinding him,
he searches for a trail,
running late, and miles behind,
he’s employed to fly the mail.
He looks for clues to lead him back,
like ancient, sunken wagon tracks.
A mumbled cuss, then shouts out loud,
he’s heard that mountains hide in clouds…   
Now’s the time to pay the toll,
for conversations with his soul.
One way in, and one way out,
it’s true that mountains hide in clouds.
 
Copyright © 2013
 


Details | Free verse | |

Wonderland

chasing the dream
falling into a scheme

screaming as I fall
nails scratch the wall

going down
down
down

wake in a new place
hands reach and rub my face

people come to greet me
and they all agree

I'm not from this land
so they take my hand

and lead me to the queen
(who is quite mean!)

all dressed in red
from toes to head

then I meet an extraordinary man
who tells me how this world began

next to him are a mouse and hare
who go thru life without a care

that is where I meet the cat
who gives the man back his hat

a smile set upon his face
randomly appearing in a different place

taking me to see a girl in white
who asks me to join the fight

against the dragon who roams
the skies above their homes

I must agree
for is my destiny

dressed in my silver suit 
ready to beat the brute

his wing flap against my face
why am I in this place!?

my sword comes down in a crash
he had no time to dash

now he’s dead and I must leave
but the man grabs my sleeve

and dances a little jig
and tells me that the world’s no to big

I give hugs and say goodbye
never shall these memories die

when back at my palace
I spoke my name aloud
“Alice.”


Details | Free verse | |

The Wasteland -Part 1-

How can one express the baffling depths of obscurity? How can one behold to open the shafts of the mind? I have never been able to solve the mystery— Of myself. . . I wish at times that my life was no more That I could live as another and finally see things right But I am always stuck in this darkness And I cannot see this mind in light There are beasts. . .demons prowling through the wasteland Searching for any remaining life And if they are ever found— They are doomed and consumed Fear is their downfall and they never fail to smell it Their ashes remain, dancing with the imaginary breeze It is silent here—there are no answers I wish there were answers. . . But maybe there was never a reason No answers. . . Talons extend and clench around my heart They will never seek me out—they left me here It is like they knew…I had no reason—that was the answer I feel the pulse of my dangling life Alone in the dark, whimpering like a child I have scared myself, becoming this dragon-daggered youth No balm in Gilead! No eyes to see All I know will never be free I don’t need anyone! You are a disgrace—scum of the waste! You have everything, you ungrateful little nothing You are a joke. . . So swallow it all up like the pushover you are Stand your lowest and trudge right through No questions. No answers. Just . You. Or just lie back down into the mush of disease It has already infected you to the core Accept who you are, you ugly pestilence! I hate you Who are you to be glorified? Dream snatcher. . .murderer of all things bright Saturated in what you call light I see right through—even as the reflections shatter All of the dead kept you alive—they all matter… But alive you are the worst there is False savior—edited attention whore I never want to see your face again See, that’s why I hide. . . Desperation. . .desperation. . . I sob and cry kneeling in defeat For once I am right. . .I am right


Details | Rhyme | |

My Guiding Light

As I sit here on this warm, solid shore
beneath a lighthouse I adore.
It stands perfect, beautiful and mint
the roof shingled, a lovely brown tint.
its beacons, a blazing blue hue, 
shine light upon all that I knew.

One day a while ago. Past the fog of the bay
my lighthouse shimmered and played
its beacons shown with a stare
at a new land, an island out there.
I had seen hints of it while looking around
though never thinking I’d leave this fertile ground.

As the fog lifted and cleared 
my lighthouse showed a path that was close. I steered
through this maze of perils towards the new shores
Glancing at the edge of this place, suddenly I want more.
I want to venture and explore it so
Thank you my lighthouse for your allowing glow.

This new isle of desire,
surrounded by a bright red ring of fire
has two beautiful blue pools, clear and deep
a cave so welcoming, sweet sounds did seep
Its lovely peaks were thoroughly explored.
with light patch of grass along the other shore. 

For all its beauty and wonderment, true enjoyment
lies within the relaxing feel of each moment.
Around this isle I can be myself without a worry.
It has welcomed me and listened to my stories.
I listened as the breeze told tales, many that related
The warmth felt upon these shores makes me elated
 
This isle has been so inviting 
every moment around it was exciting.
My delight in it became hard to evade
but the light from my home was beginning to fade.
I left for home for that is my place.
Having difficulty ignoring those feelings, I pace.

The fog rolled back hiding the isle
Knowing it was there made my mind go wild.
Thoughts that, maybe I could journey without my light
Knowing the trip was very treacherous and not right
For days I pondered it. Deciding to wait out the fog instead
Realizing that I was out of my head

For on my shore I have everything I adore
Stability and sanctuary surround my lighthouse and shores
Family and friends within safe distance
Loss of all this if I were to crash in an instant
That is why I have stopped trying to find
the isle of desire that consumed my mind.

Someday if the fog lifts and the lighthouse shines
I’d make the trip and enjoy the time.
The isle of desire that once consumed my mind.
Now is a place that if I happen to find
Will be fun and exciting as I venture its shores
But only when allowed by the lighthouse I adore.


Details | Rhyme | |

The 'Undred an' Fifth

The 'Undred an' Fifth is the greatest o' Britain,
They charge like the Royal Marines;
They'll shatter the shock, and they'll 'old like a rock,
On nothin' but pork leg an' beans.

They march by the mile, an' they step 'er in style;
At 'ome by the land 'r the sea.
They'll fight like a lion, an' die for the tryin',
For nothin' save crackers an' tea.

Aye! the 'Undred an' Fifth is the best in the land;
They 'ave trampled the gates o' Chardaux.
Brave for the fight, they 'll sail to the sand,
An' they'll march till they meet wi' the foe!

The 'Undred an' Fifth, yes the best o' the best;
They 'ud conquer the ends o' the world.
Not taking a rest, they are game for the test,
Till the Jack o' the Brits is unfurled.

The 'Undred an' Fifth is the greatest forever;
They'll cross any line in the sand.
When others 'ave failed, an' the reg'lars 'ave bailed,
Then the Fifth o' the 'Undreds 'll stand!

They stand in a rank, an' they march in a file,
They 'ark to an ol' rusty sot:
They serve for the Queen, as they camp o'er the mile;
They're the greatest that Britain 'as got! 

~ Inspired by Kipling's "Soldier an' Sailor Too".
~ See About Poem for more.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Song Of The Seamen And Their Ship Called Mary Rose

Mary Rose, the mighty sailing sea vessel glided majestically across the waves 
She had robustly and bravely sailed the briny waves for many a night and day
With the ocean's heaving gusting squalls blowing off proud stern and mast
Sailing victorious and proud - her billowing white sails were cast
The calm, liquid waters of the sea flowed quietly purple for now-
Unaware of the coming storm that would beat furious against her bow 

Her alabaster sails whipped violent and furious in the oncoming storm
Impending doom was yelling its cries while the seamen went unwarned
Down below, inside their cabins the seamen peacefully slept
Wrapped in the secure watch that their gallant captain kept
The oceans black, boiling waves beat savage against starboard and port
As Captain Noe standing fearless - at first quake, did not the storm report

The old wooden beams of the Mary Rose began to restlessly moan and creak
While the blackened roaring, rolling waves beat furious against her feet
Her alabaster sails rose proud- beating mighty against wailing squalls and gusts
While deep inside the bow in bunks, the sleeping seamen thrust 

Suddenly...they heard the captain's distraught voice cry out 
When the seamen heard his voice -they heard fear without doubt
“Awake, all of ye’ ”,   Captain Noe forcefully roared
“Alive! Awake… all ye’ seaman come quickly up on board”!

The savage spirit of the sea reigned fierce with rage and fear
While the brave captain fought - loyal seaman brought up the rear
They courageously fought together - not silenced by the eye of death
As the sea raged violently against them with its brutal, menacing breath 

To save their mighty Mary Rose, they’d dip their very souls in blood 
Leaving themselves merciless against this drunken, mighty flood
With plank and bow standing fierce between them and their fate
The raging ocean’s fierce, blackened waves - the sea they could not hate

The morning brought the warming sun which rose broad above the waves
The winds had tamed their violent voice against captain and seaman brave
With unshakable courage and seaman’s wit not once were spirits broke
Each cheered his mate and captain strong as they fought with steady stroke
Their peril fought in days of danger and night filled with pain
Their manly courage did not wane - their fight was not in vain
For all the courageous seamen and their brave Captain Noe
Joined together in hand and spirit to save...their proud Mary Rose 




Details | Rubaiyat | |

Embark

I try to reach profundity
but all around make fun of me
for living life with simpler goals
like learning and tranquility.

So now I'm leaving all I've got 
to quest for my own Camelot.
Requiring only books and pen
I'm setting off to find my spot.


Details | Free verse | |

Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


Details | Free verse | |

Forgotten You

Forgotten you
As your mind collects the memories of yesterday
Forgotten You
Epiphanies tie into knotty strings of realization
That very moment. . . 
You merely exist

Back then. . .those smiles
Those. . .distant laughs
Some you remember by name
Gone now maybe
Like the exhalation of the wind
Others dispersed in the world of arbitrary happening
Like leaves from falling, man-made trees
There is no doubt that they have
Forgotten you

Activate the bomb
Ignite the fuse
And you’re on next year’s history book
Never forgotten
But drained of all remaining good

That smile you gave
That happiness
The warm embrace so long ago
Salt-coated with piles of rubbish
Over last remaining mental spurts of comfort
Evil, evil, evil, evil, EVIL. . .
Always absorbed and remembered
. . .though never forgiven. . .

All good and gracious sentiments
Packed up in a box set nonchalantly in Downstair’s storage
. . .that chair with the broken leg in the corner of the room
That mangled cobweb holding a dangling, lifeless spider
A drowned sailor’s hat drifting through the current of the ocean
The single tear from a soldier’s vigilant, memory-stricken eye
The frustrating thoughts of a mute
The unchanged. . .HATED deformations

Forgotten you. . .
One soul brings to light weary, unthought-of happenings
Wedged deep into what she can only imagine
With not even a hint of understanding
. . .of the pain. . . .of the bewildering distortions
Of the ugly. . .
One soul merely vomits sickly verse after verse

As humanity embraces its downfall
The poet hangs onto her unjustifiable, forgotten. . .
Words


Details | Rhyme | |

I Believe In You

I believe in You…
I really want to believe this is true
Oh god, you made my day
And you made me jump with joy today

*chorus* Someone is calling my name
Somewhere out there…somewhere out there…
Could it be you? 
Is this a dream come true?
Someone is calling my name
Somewhere out there…somewhere out there…
Could it be You? 
Is this a dream come true?
I can feel you lingering around me, whispering in my ear:
“Have no fear, have no fear…
There is hope if you put your trust in Me!”
Those words make me speechless 
I carry on with confidence, knowing all of this is true
Yes, I smile…and God healed me from the flu
Thank God I’m not alone,
But I’m stronger than I realize
Your spirit that guides me – I truly prize! 

How kind of you…
To expose your miracles out of the blue
Oh Lord, you make me smile
Not for a while, not for a while
But, forever…and you made me think of love on a different level
You are so different, the opposite of the Devil

*chorus*

I believe in You…
I really want to have a brand new
Start…don’t depart, don’t depart from my gaze
I want to express my glorious praise
So, listen…
I see Your eyes glisten
With love and serenity…peace and liberality… 

*chorus*

Oh god, you made my day
And you made me dance with hope and I pray
That I look up to You and say
How much I need you in my life
I want Your word to submit to me like a wife
Your spirit is what I yearn to have…
And this remorse cuts me with a knife
Could you take me away from this vicious strife?

*chorus*

How awesome of you…
To expose Your promises out of the blue
Oh Lord, you make me depend on You
Not temporarily, but I want your spirits to renew
This faith in my heart…deep down inside
This anticipation in my mind…to stretch out wide
Like a rubber band…however, it’ll never lose grip 

*chorus*
Some kind of King or Shepherd is calling my name with gentility
My mind is frolicking jubilantly, not paying attention  

I think my Shepherd is calling my name
Somewhere out there…somewhere out there…
Could it be my loving and forgiving God?
Could it be Your voice, calling from afar?
Cleanse my heart, for sin clings on to it like tar….
You are like a car,
Driving me to the road of paradise…
You are the most majestic star!
In the ebony sky…I hope you’re not too far…

Constantly, You make me think of endurance and devotion on a different level
I believe in You
 I’ll remain faithful to You…
I look up to You
I’ll refrain from feelin’ blue
You are so beyond brilliant…I’ll never put up Your spirit on sell!


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Beautiful day

Oh how  beautiful the day you  gave to me
 
A new and bright glorious day your mercy is new and your love is fresh
 
Lord I desire your ways and  your rest to see your hand touch my life
 
Is great and peaceful and keeps me right
 
 
 
I stand  and look inside my soul
 
The way you make things unfold
 
The little things Lord they make me new
 
The touch of the wind gives me life from  you.
 
 
The flowers and  there fragrance are lifting me up
 
I love you Lord your precious to me even though I fail and wander you take me in and make me humble
 
Your  ways are glorious why can't the world see the light you  give inside me take my hand Lord help me be
 
The woman you made when you set me free.
 
 
 
Written by:©Betty Bolden
 
9-6-04
 
All poems are copyright!©


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Billy Law

            Billy Law 

A simple man rode into harvest town
Tall, with sharp features, and a gun
No words were spoken when he walked by
Locale folk feared him and his kind
People here were evil
You could see it in their eyes
They despised the stranger
He had a badge, walked with a swagger
Chance and thirst brought him to the saloon
He placed a dollar down for a bottle of booze
No one moved
When he was done he turned and drew his gun
Two punks tried to shoot him in the back
They lacked the proper aptitude
And their attitude was warped
So they bled out quickly on the floor 
The law man moseyed out the door and said
I’m Billy Law
And never looked back


Created on 10/17/14 
By: Earl Schumacker
for “Sketch A Character” – Poetry Contest 


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Come Out

Now in the shadows a figure hides
Unmerciful rain collapses on my rooftops
The mind struggles to recollect lost senses
You take me on a victorious voyage to the Island of Paradise
Riding the waves of my intuition, I call for it
“Bring us the light at the end of the tunnel,”
I holler in the shade with Niagara Falls of hope
I hear you call to me gently in the dead of night
Why hide in the dust in the shame of frivolous defeat?
We graze in fields of forever gracious flowers as we lock hands
Don’t you worry—my patience is instilled in the dark
You elevate me higher than the clouds drifting wistfully
I trace your outline as my eyes acquaint with mystery
We have a slippery escape—a ride on a dolphin’s back
Staring…filled by the watery cadence
We sing merrily as we approach the trail of vitality
Trampled that you cannot accept my trust
The waves of the ocean bubbles us up with rare grace
I trace a detailed picture of you in the air
We ran faster than the breeze, rapidly brewing
I sketch in your panic eyes, furrowed gaze—and sigh
Give us words of wisdom to uplift our troubled souls
Not a cringe of movement, yet still I wait to create
We have to leap into the ring of fire—but how?
Imagination brought us together—now shadow, come out!
Let us be brave like the lion in the prairie…send us strength

Collaboration by Laura and David Breidenthal
*note: We wrote line after line without seeing the others' lines, and it actually came out quite nicely I think. : ) * 
April 28, 2014


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Jan Allison's - Fun Pyramid Cruise

            Jan Allison's - Fun Pyramid Cruise

Rolling shores of sugar form on crimsoned lands
Tan children run through cinnamon granules between their toes
Crunchy warm, doing soccer flips, glowing orange with the sun   
Cascading sugar crystals wave good-byes
The yellow waves, light on honey oceans rise
Jan Allison's new Pyramid Cruise Lines launches
The flag ship, Gold Pyramid, to everyone’s delight 
On honey sun and honey moon it sails
Glitters on golden Pyramid and sea
It lifts into the sky, one hundred floors high
Each deck with fewer cabins to form a shape 
The ship is the first of its kind
Built in the perfect image of a pyramid with diamond top
To the top which rises to a clear crystalline ball room
Jan dances their at night
A dozen roses on center table in her room
Three white ones, 2 bright red and purple
And let’s not forget the brilliant yellow roses
Sent by every friend, from them to her
With warm wishes for a wondrous maiden voyage 
 


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Teardrop

Hope in truth/
When tears rule/
It’s cool/
She's got chainsaw teeth/
She's the planet pilot/
She drives your earth with one breast/ 
Bullet milk/
She pukes food for the poor/
Your earth mental slavery/
Backwards you keep sniffing blame/
Blame you keep eating blame/ 
A native using a blade for a plate/
Singing blames/
It’s a shame she's just a teardrop/
Truth lies between seconds before yesterday/
Dark/
Dreaded brains never stick to one pain/ 
Light/
Tears drop dead when days strain babalaza pains/
Throwing verbal stones I promote stick to one goal/
Its not a bate a way through the gate/
When curtains call/
It’s a mob of angry spoken bilinguals/ 
Spitting words after Shakespeare’s dead poetry/ 
Symptoms of a broken heart/
Teardrop/
Teardrops left in the dark with the child you curry in pencil/
The monk edited his preaching watering life with Drops of tears/
I am only 2 weeks away from feeding you your president’s brain/ 
In the demise of this tears you curry/
Drifting towards the endless life branches/
I breath symptoms of a broken heart / 
The tap of blood was left open/
The tap of blood was left open/
Hope in truth/ 


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This is me

My knees were the things that 
kept me up and my skin is my 
cutting board my eyes are the 
rain clouds to the fire running 
down my arms and my heart is 
the fire place that keeps me 
burning so calm


Details | Free verse | |

Color Your Zebra Stripes

The dreams are the ones who enjoy our lives
So jump of the cliff and denounce your ride
Never look back, for single fly
Or to the unpredictable sky

Don’t let the thunder announce your demur  
Shine to the future on your dry hands
Color your zebra stripes
Dace to the narrated smile of a wrinkled woman electing to part
To me all of us are fools
We are just ponies on a stride 
There is no one who can empathize 

We are in that simple transaction of life
Yet the one who will define our lives
Birds, follow your dreams
Climb the tallest wall, otherwise tear Berlin down
Stay close to your own footsteps
It will turn your predicted past

Put away your dolls, but keep them
They will soon rise to the light
Let the green surround you, and enrich you with its forceful gist 
Sit back, but don’t unwind 
It’s what we do now that will define our drive 

Drive far away and write your path
The footsteps on the sand are the letters of your own book
The remains of your friendships are grips of your dance 
Don’t be afraid of loosing a gasp of air
Keep hope on your save box and throw away the lock  
Let it drown to the bottom of the ocean, 
Let the wind take you by
Far, far, far …







Details | Senryu | |

Playground

Kids go down
The slide…they head toward the swings
TIME TO SCREAM!

Free time ends
Their parents want to go home
Frowns exchange 


Details | Sestina | |

Seeing What

Manifestations in life come from chosen
application of frequent thoughts in one's mind
Reveals and befalls a person's existence
Resource for combustion the fuel is spirit
This one can learn even if they not humble
All acts come into being through the body

Impulsive are the desires of body
Selfish at times be these acts one has chosen
Passion does carry energy for spirit
yet this life adventure is just one existence
There are many more for the creative mind
This should cause all to pause and be humble

Still those deny that there is a co-existence
carrying on with life never be humble
they all follow the dark path they have chosen
allowing uncontrolled thoughts to run the mind
Reluctantly it does comply the spirit
Paid by his holy sacrifice of body

Unlimited is the source of the spirit
becoming aware of this is to humble
knowing there is more than human existence
Serving only as a vessel the body
placed to carry out the deeds that are chosen
Placing utmost importance on state of mind

Considerations to remaining humble
It provides one with a peaceful existence
thoughtful are all of the decisions chosen
Willing compliant must be the spirit
Stable and balanced at all times is the mind
Righteous and just are the acts of the body

Coming to an understanding in one's mind
Relating all things as is to the body
Ever present to assist is the spirit
a faithful and loyal companion chosen
who steadily remain fixed to be humble
There in part lay a eternal existence

Sought after is a chosen
humble coexistence
of mind, body and spirit


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When The Sun Rises

Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.

I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.



©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Prose | |

Xylond Doid - Apprentice Demon

Xylond Doid was an apprentice demon sent to earth by old Beelzebub himself
to kill the supreme leader of the planet and thereby creating worldwide chaos,
thus assuring Xylond Doid of earning his much coveted horns.
A demon without horns in Hades is the lowest scum of all,
and Hell is inhabited by nothing but scumbuckets of the first order.
I know that most people think that Hell is nearby, but in reality it is a faraway place.
Xylond Doid never was a real pro at navigation, so instead of landing in Geneva,
Switzerland and storming the United Nations Headquarters to confront
the supreme leader, he landed in Crossbow County, West Virginia instead.
He went into Bo Jinx’s Bait and Tackle Shop and demanded to be taken to the leader.
Bo, being the accommodating soul that he is, walked Xylond Doid over to Sheriff
Deke Fisher’s office, which was just a couple of blocks from Bo’s place of business.
The scummy little demon told Deke that he was sent by Satan
to annihilate the leader. Deke told him that he was a day late and a dollar short,
for Crossbow County’s Commission President Edgar Farnsworthy
had died three days before, after serving over fifty seven years in that office.
The sheriff informed Xylond Doid that as the sheriff of the county,
it was his sworn duty to appoint an interim president
until an officially sanctioned election could be set up to choose
a permanent successor to take the worthless old hack's place.
Deke had yet to find a single soul who wanted the job,
it would take too many hours away from their hunting, fishing
and drinking times to make it a worthwhile proposition.
Sheriff  Fisher told Xylond Doid that he was plenty ugly enough
to be a professional politician and offered him the position.
Xylond Doid took him up on his offer and still resides there to this very day.


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Ode To Fireworks

It is such great unity
That appears amongst the beauty
Of the bright light display?
Such colour, such energy within celebration,
Such a vivid canvas of man-made creation
That sparks with flair and passion;
To fall into the fog
Like all dying illusions.

Yet it is what it does for us:
Where we are drawn from our furnishings
That we clean in intervals,
Closing outside to a regular schedule,
Remaining well lit and sheltered
Resting our minds so dimly upon the
Soft and empty cushions
And hugging at the blind comfort
Of cover.

We are drawn from this facade
By another in itself.
Which brings us out like a beacon
Part Devil, half Eden
To then fade away
Like all illusions,
Leaving us quiet,
Revealing deepened images.
Exposed to chill
Peace climbs through our bones.

Let us stand together,
Embrace
The great power that connects us;
The great unity
Amongst such beauty.

Till we once more return home…


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New Paths

A new path is what we seek.
The surroundings are taking a peek,
Going through, very meek,
Seeing no bleaks,
Getting piqued,
While hearing creaks,
In the new paths that we seek...

The new path is what is found,
Going through forests bound,
Going through the path inbound,
With soothing and raging water sounds.
Walking confound,
Silence profounded,
Sight astounded,
Passed through burial grounds...

Seeking for another way around,
Noises resound,
Spirits surround,
The paths newfounded,
Our instincts compounded,
Followed by the hounds,
Echoes in ultrasounds,
Passed through mysterious breeding grounds...

Going to stamping grounds,
Trying to get off this ground,
With those burial mounds,
Death moving the wheels around,
Silhouettes running aground,
Trying to leave safe and sound,
Passing through some hunting grounds...

Seeking for common grounds,
The mistaken path redounded,
Regretful screams abound.
Plans propounded,
Though some are fouled,
Throughout the paths that were found...

However, most are lost and wounded,
Most tended to walk out,
Some minds and hearts full of doubts.
Hearing salvation shouts,
From all these new paths walked and found...


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Astronaut in Space

Astronaut In Space


			The first step on Mars,
			An astronaut goes far,
			He samples the soil,
			He can feel his blood boil,
			The Red Planet,
			A new world to explore,
			The Red Planet,
			Plenty in store,
			An astronaut is super human,
			He has abilities none other possess,
			In outer space,  to aliens he has access,
			He can go where no other has gone,
			He can face a new dawn,
			He can learn things that scientists want to know,
			An astronaut has a big distance to go,
			He is the epitome of a super hero,
			An astronaut, an American hero.

			Celine Rose Mariotti


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Tug


The fog reminded him the winter's edge
how faster can the nightly riding be?
he felt the overthrow and painful sledge,
- the asphalt hit the rider departee.

The roar was heard amid the falling snow
the bike capsized - and hard he fell to slug,
across the never reached horizons' glow,
received her bridal kiss and asphalt's tug.

He danced with her beneath the nimbus cloud
- enjoining the magnificence of waltz;
bestowed, denoted valor, fore avowed,
ambrosial her remembrance was, and false.

Beforetime she became his fate in mists,
perceived their airy dance, surpassed treetops
lithe daughter of woods' emptiness, not kissed
on fares unvisited, where searching stops.

Inside the nimbus celebrating Halls
Collegiate was the feast's inviting dance,
trajectory redemptive, death-ride tolls,
- was thoughtful and cognizable her glance.

So standing tall 'mid honors and dusk shades,
recalled the margins that he raced upon,
three hundred for Persephone of Hades
to be his wed on skyline's denouement.

The bullocky V-engine echoes thence
and crowns the basalt rocks atop the brae
when riders pass and fog is hazy-dense
upon his street-bike-fighter see him sway.

© 09-04-2013, George Venetopoulos
(Iambic pentameter)


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Crossroad

I'm standing on a crossroad.
And there's a storm coming.
The sand I'm standing on, will not stand the rain.
And when right and left stopped being directions,
I find that turning around is not an option.
I cannot go backwards,
cause even if i try to go back in time, I can't!
believe me- I tried.
The road in front of me, 
the one I'm on, feels funny even to my toes, 
and with every step I take, 
I enter deeper and deeper a life I do not own, 
A life I did not ask for.

The rain may wash the paths away
My name may be called from all possible directions,
but not even the disorientation left behind from the flood, 
will shut the voice that's tearing down my throat up.
Because even if I don't own a path to follow, I'll keep walking.
Because sometimes walking between paths, is just creating an other.
Sometimes walking with somebody else's feet is simpler, 
but ending up somewhere were you don't belong isn't.
I did not get here to follow footsteps, but to have mine followed.
With muddy knees and hurting feet, I'll get there.

And if the storms decides not come, I will erase the fixed paths,
maybe with water, maybe with tears.
Because the only way to know I'm walking on the right path, 
is to make damn sure it's mine, and not someone else's.

And yes- I might not know where I'm headed,
but I'm sure I'll get there.


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Heart Of The Sea

  Heart of the sea,deeper 
than a chasm-insatiable 
monster like the 
graveyard.
    Habouring the wrecks 
of 
sunken ships and 
treasures,the abode of 
the titanic.
    Silent but troublesome.
Nereus safe haven and 
the Nereids on errand 
riding dolphins-saving or 
destroying at your will 
strange presence.
   Waves spread to all 
parts 
within minutes of your 
ignition.
    Heart of the sea,so 
vast that a journey on 
you can't be 
accomplished without 
your guide.
   A shimmering rare 
pearl 
looming underneath.   
Underneath u coldness is 
cast into oblivion-a 
warmth to the 
inhabitants.
    Heart of the sea is like 
heart of a woman-always 
pregnant after delivery.
Who can fathom your 
depths?









Name:Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwum
(Baron Of Ebullion)


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Lewis And Clark

They were Meriwether Lewis and William Clark,
Her name was Sacagawea.
On an expedition they did embark
Finding the passage to the sea.

Down the Missouri they traveled, 
Then slithered 'round the Snake River bend.
Rocky Mountain weather and sickness battled;
At the Columbia River they'd end. 



©2013 Honestly JT


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Crazy

My friends and I had midnight hide and seek
One had to stand by a tree and not peek
In my state of hiding great I was hard to find
My friends decided to just be unkind
They all got together and decided to hunt me down
I first hid in the river near my house and almost drown
When they walk close by me I silently move through the grass
It was very hard to see, but I crawled a long time and almost ran out of gas
Then I heard one say that they were going up and wait by the tree
I had an idea that made a way to make them see
A shadow that ran in the distance thinking that would be
I had my horse pull a little manikin to make them think it was me
My friends took their flashlight and shined it toward it
I thought I had them but one thing was clear they did not fall for it not a bit
They all laugh and started to call out my name
They all asked how the heck did you have time to pull that trick that was so lame
I did not answer so they kept on looking for me, but I was so quick 
Some of my friends started to get really mad and tick
I was a master of doing weird things they all knew what I can do
The night was still young and the grass was collecting dew
I decided to make a distraction once again
To think of it, it would probably make the night end
My friends finally surrounded my tree house
I was quiet, so quiet, more than a mouse
I had some rope in the tree house to make my escape
To distract them I made a loud noise like an ape
The tree that my tree house was in was at least forty feet up
I had some stash in my tree house a drink or two in a cup
My final hour is about to end I did not want my friends to catch me till I got to the tree
I took the rope and tide it on a branch and pushed off and that was the key
I landed on the garage roof and sneaked my way to the tree
My friends knew me to well that they plan things before I could see
They had a fish net ready for me to step into
I thought that was kinda wise and some what like pew
The few feet by the tree there was two of my friends that was ready
Up in the tree they both jumped down and pulled me up in the net fast and steady
They thought they had won, the person had to tag me before I touch tree
She ended up having to get something to stand on to reach me
I swung my weight back and forth till I ended up touching and the game ended
My friends and I were so full of surprises and that is what the game handed


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I AM A DREAMER, STILL A DREAMER

I am a dreamer
A dreamer to own a bicycle but never got one 
I am still a dreamer
I am a dreamer
A dreamer who wanted to play a set of small pieces of plastic toy-soldier
But I can’t afford to buy one 
But I got the hand-amputated one
I picked it up in a canal of mud

I am still a dreamer
I am a dreamer who loves to play “sigung” 
Because this is the only piece to play
And a toy that is easy for me to avail
I am still a dreamer

I am still a dreamer
I am a dreamer who wanted to have a car
But I got tank in my ancestor’s homeland
I am still a dreamer
I am a dreamer to finish a degree 
This is which everyone wanted to get a job
But I need to go abroad to be professional slave

I am still a dreamer
I am dreamer to own a shop for a bicycle 
For me to give gift to the one needs it
But cannot afford like to buy like me before
I am still a dreamer even without owning a bicycle before 
Until today I am still a dreamer

I only owned myself who was created by the mercy of God
That until today I am still a dreamer
I am a dreamer, and still a dreamer until today 
I am still a dreamer, Tausug dreamer 
That one day, as a dreamer my dream would become true!
Bow…!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

ALL IN THE NAME OF POWER

Jesus said via the writing of Prophet Matthew in the Book of Matthew that,
There will be war and famine.
There will be famine and war.
****************************
To learn it, somebody had to do it.
When manifested by God, it is insight into the future.
Therefore…
Who did it to the universe?
Who did it to the world?
Who did it to the people on Earth, all in the name of power?
Sex pornogrifies
Drugs defames
Playboy industry
Rogues’ domain
Somebody had to do it.
This is only way it can be learned.
God’s manifestations enlighten.
Who did it to the universe?
Who did it to the world?
Who did it to the people on Earth, all in the name, which is righteous?
Money made
Greed defined
Crime scene
In where you fit in
Henceforth…
Do it to the universe.
Do it to the world.
Do it to the people on planet Earth.
Do it all in the name of power!
_______________________________|
PENNED ON SEPTEMBER 26, 2014!


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Happiness in a Wrong way

Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook

In the notion of seeking happiness,
I thought of stepping in to nonsense,
I dream I could find success,
But I had only little access.

Every attempt that I lend,
It was an utter failure at the end,
My life was full of difficult bend,
But God is always there as a good friend.

My deeds travel in various ways,
Some times in subways,
Or in times it goes in highways,
But I had the belief, God is there always.

North and south families surrounded,
East and west friends are rounded,
Every time fear on death soughed,
I am trapped, and my merits are loaded.


Details | Blank verse | |

A Mother's Love

For nine months I carried you beneath my heart
Felt you growing and moveing, feeling such Joy
Eagerly awiating your arrival, knowing you will soon
The day  you were born was  filled with happiness
As I held you in wonder, my little miracle, my little babe
Counting toes and fingers, seeing your little face
Love just bursting from my heart as I just gazed
I watched you grow in time, first smile, first tooth
Crawling, walking then running, always curious
Holding your hand walikng you to school on the first day
Taught you to ride a bike, picked you up when you fell
Kissing the hurt away, just to see you smile that pretty smile
Seeing you grow and mature, into a young adult 
Starting high school, learning to drive, dating
Now here it is juinor year, one more year and your gone 
To test your wings, to fly away and learn even more new things
I hope my love is enough to guide you on your way
To give you that sense you can do anything you set out to do
Always remember that I love you and you are my little one




May 5th Written for my beautiful daughter


Details | Narrative | |

Urge To Smile

Urge To Smile
By Nate Spears


The morning sun rises
My flesh is set back 
Due to my body needing 
Much needed rest
I wonder 
Does anyone else feel 
the urge to smile?
I know right now 
I'm feeling sour


A grin attached to my face
That lights up the sky
Behind my clouds of joy 
There lies a lie
With everyone wondering how?
How can he smile
with so much going on
Rapidly by the hour
People losing their homes


Some can barely feed their kids
The government is gone
They rather spend our money 
On billion dollar drones
Never the less
We're blessed
We're here to see another day
Being healthy and relevant
Gives me strength
To soar into a new day
With unlimited fight 
Packed up under my wings


Another day 
Another chance
For tomorrow 
Thanks in advance
As long as I'm living
I can better my condition 
It's mandatory to smile
A privilege to be living.


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WHO AM I

WHO AM I

I am a bag of flesh and soul.
I am a figment of young and old.
I am a body of love and lust.
I am neither found nor lost.

WHO AM I?


I am A mix of cold and warmth.
I am a reflection of light and darkness.
I am a slight of linger and touch.
I am an apprentice and a master.

WHO AM I?


I am a mold of perfection and Flaws.
I am a Race of black and white.
I am a shroud of mystery and simplicity.
I am a produce of day and night.

WHO AM I?


I am a moment of confusion and clarity.
I am an agent of envy and admiration.
I am a mad man cladded in sanity.
I am a man of Justice and Corruption.

WHO AM I?


I am evolution and extinction.
I am he who shall emerge and extinguish.
I am a pillar of the life that glitters distinction.
I am a man in many for all to relinquish.


Written and edited by
Oyewole Abidemi En-classique.
Copyright protection upheld.


Details | Free verse | |

If Old Men Fought

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


Details | Rhyme | |

For Always

Every moment I can't see your face;
These are the days and nights when I miss you.
I ask that you stay for always,
On sunny days and when it rains too.

If I speak to another pretty dame,
She's not the flame inside that grows.
In my heart you will remain;
This one thing I'd like you to know.



©2013 Honestly JT
For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest


Details | Concrete | |

DISTURBED CREATURE- Am I

A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare


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The Righteousness Of Love

Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.


Details | Ode | |

IF ONLY DREAMS HAD WINGS

If only dreams had wings,
I would be where I had wanted to be.
If only shadows don't stray so far off;
My destiny assured would bring me peace of minds

If only dreams had wings,
I'd have met my man from Tokyo by now 
If the roses still blooms, tended less;
Less worries that I will for so long plough

If only dreams had wings,
Low grounds will my feet fear
If money had meant no value at all;
Off every luxury should  my feet wear
 
If only dreams had wings,
There will be those bright lights;
Very eager to blind me into void's air-tights
If dreams had wings,
I would definitely be flying by now
And right now


Details | Ballad | |

I LOVE YOU HAPPINESS

I wanted to put myself in a space occupied by happiness
Sweet embrace of the breeze felt in the sea side of Pahut Bongao near Sanga-sanga
Everyone is happy doing the ritual of Panulak Bala’
The month to throw misfortunes that Tausug believed
Beach full of dancing waves from the sea 
Never limit the horizon of falling leaves of trees



 
2 January 2013
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago


Details | Ballad | |

A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Freedom Uprise

We will not ride alone on this momentous journey. 
We will ride gathering our numbers, from the great mountains. 
We will travel to the valley of rivers, towards the great ocean.
For we have a great army.

Those who enslaved us with their power, stand on the top of the hill.
They stare down over the army below.
An army of vengeance we have gathered.
We will ride to the battle field at the great buildings.

Our intent is to wage war.
Fear will not take us.
You are weak supremacy, you will die by the sword. 
You will die by the hand of my fellow warriors.

This is war.
Blood will be spilt. 
Men will draw their last breaths as they fall back onto mother earth.
Mother Earth will soak up the spilled blood of our brothers and sisters.


We will be fierce and haste not.
We the suppressed will not retreat.
We the people will rise, with swords and fists. 
We are ready to die for what is equitably ours.

This is not an illusion. 
The fight against the money mongers, the powers that be.
Those that hold the power, will feel our angry wrath.
None will go unscathed.

We will watch the blood spill in and about the great buildings. 
Down the concrete stairs it will flow, rich, deep cherry red. 
Into the green of the grass, it flows.
Fear will choke your breath.

Reflections of your past, rushing before you. 
Thoughts of the dead, invade your mind.
Hollow is the cry of war, as we charge ahead to fight the battle.
To take the final stand, to give it our all.

Justice will reign by the sword and the all mighty hand.
Judgement day has arrived with this great army gathered beside us.
We will ride, steadfast into the fray.
Make no mistake this day will come upon the powers that be.


Details | Free verse | |

Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.


Details | Couplet | |

The Over-Glorified Airplane Ride

“In the pocket of the seat in front of you, you’ll find:”
A cushion, stuffed with cotton balls; eight or nine,
One Crimson- tinted, two-by-four fleece cut out,
And a magazine full of things no one cares about

“For your comfort today, we provide:”
A seat, which six inches backwards, reclines,
 A nine inch pixelated Toshitty TV,
And headphones that fit no ears, for only $3.50

“Thank you for choosing American Airlines,”
Enjoy your seat next to the odorous woman who rants the whole time
And you’ll see we break every stereotype.
Our attendants are fat and *****y, not skinny and nice.

“We hope you find your flight pleasant”
Sitting next to the odorous woman, who loves to rant, 
Or the man who can’t fit in his 17” airplane seat,
Pouring onto the lap of the woman, whose infant screams, unwilling to share her teet. 


Details | Rhyme | |

A Pirate's Lot

Footprints on a sandy beach,
will be washed away by morning.
There's a storm out on the open sea,
A thunderclap - a warning!
A lonely ship is tossed about,
and struggles in the hue,
its motley crew begins to shout
at the wicked card they drew...
The ship takes on a starboard list,
the crew jumps in the drink,
lightning strikes the wooden mast,
the ship is doomed to sink.
Fear fills the hearts of those
from captain down to yeoman,
but yo this rugged life they chose
not heeding sign nor omen.
Are you really safe from shark attack,
while standing on the shore?
A mighty ship in port is safe,
but that's not what ships are for...

Copyright © 2007


Details | ABC | |

MARRIAGE SEX AND ROMANCE

 MARRIAGE SEX AND ROMANCE



“Some other time, I’m not in the mood
Why cant we just cuddle and watch TV”?
When couples drift into the celibate zone
It’s not long till someone will flee.

Sexual fulfillment helps preserve love,
 Parenthood, marriage and self-esteem.
Those who maintain it avoid saying no
To be blessed by its pleasure and gleam.

While dating we tend to be more romantic
Putting forth the best of our charms.
Sharing dinners, long walks, and lustful weekends
As we spend more time in each others arms.

How many times have you said “not tonight”?
Exposing your happy home to harm.
Today’s crushing deadlines leave little time for love
Leaving partners with sorrow, sadness and alarm.

So share one another with red wine and time
Dial your own number and leave the phone off the hook.
Enjoy some romance, sex and laughter
Improving your mood and the way you look.


By Tom Zart

 



Details | Lyric | |

Never Fight Alone

I got mad. Didn't know how to use my energy. So I made this song on the piano. I want to sing it with my brother when he's better. I hope he does get better soon. 
Dedicated to David. Just been so angry lately. And so sad. . .

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Verse I: (David) I was alone What can I say? I was lost Couldn't pray I was trapped In their games I regret it Everyday Verse II: (Laura) I was jaded By my sin Never sweated Anything Couldn't sleep Couldn't dream I was scared Of everything Chorus: (David) Within me lies a battle A war I just can't fight alone Can you hear me now? Will you hear me out? Before I lose the struggle I'm begging for some help right now We need to take a stand I need to be a man Laura: Your heart is in my hand Both: (You) I will not fight alone Verse IV: (David) I'm losing faith Can't find the way Can't erase The things I say I see the world Instant pain! If I'm anything I'm insane Verse V: (Laura) Don't talk that way! Just look at me! You are stronger Then I'll ever be! I pulled you in I pushed you free I was foolish Please come back to me Chorus: (David) Within me lies a battle A war I just can't fight alone Can you hear me now? Will you hear me out? Before I lose the struggle I'm begging for some help right now We need to take a stand I need to be a man Laura: Your heart is in my hand Both: (You) I will not fight alone Within me lies a battle A war I just can't fight alone Can you hear me now? Will you hear me out? Before I lose the struggle I'm begging for some help right now We need to take a stand I need to be a man Laura: Your heart is in my hand We'll never fight alone Never Fight Alone


Details | Couplet | |

My Gun

I feel for the miserable day,
They try to take MY gun away…


Details | Acrostic | |

Who Am I

Who am I?
Question indeed!

  W-eaned from tender 
age,in noble family of ten.
  H-urt by the demise of 
the tube that brought 
me into this theater of 
struggles and pains.
  O-rdered about by the 
whimps of this 
world,facing the hurdles 
of life daily from 
cradle,never giving up 
hope.
  
  A-fine young man of 28 
I am,who has the 
experience and wisdom 
of the aged.
  M-astering the arts of 
life-learning from lessons 
of life's victims and 
didactic poems 'cos man 
of fame I intend to be for 
I bear the name Bob.

  I-lost my poetic gift at a 
stage but recovered it in 
poetrysoup for invisible 
entities say a 
lesser being I shall be,but 
another encourages me 
to move on,for great is 
one who comes out of 
the shackles of life 
undeterred for this is who 
I am.



Name: Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
Date:24-10-2013.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Star Trek Rules

Star Trek Rules!

It was time for: Comic Con! Comic Con! Dragon wanted to come, too!
But then so did everyone else at Troll Lake… Hey, now, wouldn’t you?
We made some really cool costumes… for the costume show, my Dear.
You can guess, ‘Star Trek Rules!’ It couldn’t be anything less, you hear. 

Our favorite nighttime popcorn show, would truly now, become a part of our lives! 
The penguins got permission from the zoo; to go… great publicity, so very wise.
McRacoon had his Las Vegas Dragons get us, and a mock saucer, there, all on time.
Naturally pre-registered and in costume, we strutted in! Hi there! Began the playtime!

Man we were really cool, as the guest actors ask for OUR autographs. For Real!
Pictures were snapped, and a poster made, to be signed by everyone, so cheerful.
It’s highest bid, given to charity, would be a nice touch, for everyone in our crew.
The costume show was set outside, where all the dragons, could fly in, or out, too.

And a small mock, star ship was landed on stage, so we could enter with more flare.
Lord a mercy! Look at us! We’d never be like this, again! We were like stars, I swear!
Grandpa Troll, became Mr. Spock, naturally, because he was so, very clever and wise.
Our neighbor witch, was Uhura, due to her great ability to, protect everyone’s’ lives. 

Borp the Frog became Sulu, so he could take us up to Borp speed, with laser effects!
Hubby was Scotty, with the Tinker Trolls in engineering, for special effects, so perfect!
The penguins were the beloved crewmembers, running with lasers, all over the place.
The powder puff tribbles, got wet, so yes, became the ‘Trouble with Dribbles’, in space.

The Mary River Turtles wanted to be Checkov. What a groovy, exciting, security team.
Dragon wanted to be Captain Kirk, you know, like totally, in command… At the scene!
All agreed, I’d be a great Dr. McCoy, since I always get to, kiss the Boo- Boo’s away.
The Weird Frogs were the Aliens, chasing everyone mindlessly, around, the set, that day.

And the Las Vegas Dragons, became attacking star ships, over which our lasers won!
The crowds went wild, and we won first place in their hearts, as well as, in their minds!
Everyone had, such a good time, so the Trek continued, well after, when we got home.
That year Comic Con made the National news, and of course, nobody, was surprised!

As the residents of Troll Lake and Acorn Falls… continue to Trek on… every day!

By Mike and Carol Eastman… 


Details | Ballad | |

Warrior's Turf

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!





X is the spot...or IS IT?

When the blood has run dried...is the K OVER?

The HIGHEST...the THINNEST...AIR...HERE...or OVER THERE?

WHY the CRIES and those ECHOES...or SHOULD I CARE?

A NAME...NEVER...EVER...TO BE...PUSHED OVER!


TRY as HARD AS YOU MAY...but WILL IT PAY?

Do you BOTTLE GREATNESS...or DOES IT JUST FLOW?

A SMILING HEART...makes MERRY...but a BITTER HEART...JUST POLLUTES!

IN THE END...a THANKFUL NATION...ALWAYS...SALUTES!

GREATNESS like HONEY...only...A FEW...EVER KNOW!


A WARRIOR'S HEART...BLEEDS...IT NEVER...SIMPLY DIES!

HIS LEGACY...is THEIR TURF...and ON THEIR TURF!

Honor and commitment...ARE THE PRESSES...AND YOURS!

IF you MUST...YOU...PLAY with the SCORES!

Till NEXT SEASON...FOR ME...it's SURF...or a DIFF'RENT TURF [golf]!




Details | Narrative | |

Waves of Change

Waves of Change Changes in life descriptionalized In comparison to waves of the ocean Our bodies are made mostly of water A body of water with flowing emotions Now an ocean will flow peacefully Until there is a bit of turbulence Disrupting from a smooth flow With the up and down currents As we walk onto a new path A different kind of feeling steps in New ventures can be scary in thought Of what is left behind when we begin An air of difference can bring on a spin To a funnel effect as does a water spout Sometimes when in the spin motion cycle We are shaded by clouds and cannot see out When actually caught within the spin We do not see the change is there Our sense of direction is lost We become totally unaware If you are the one caught Within that fast paced spin You will not be able to see The shape you are really in That’s the time we need someone To give us a tap on the shoulder It’s not a matter of who knows more Or which one of the other is older You’ll need a friend like Dory was Saying to just keep swimming the sea To never give up your hopes and dreams As changes in life really just happen to be Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Concrete | |

Trip Twist

In the void, sipping the zoid,
with mental properties of tripping on the spiral.
Falling down the tail of lions, awkwardly spinning.
With upside down tunnel vision leaking through.

Solidifying all matter that matters,
melting into the walls of your brain.
It tickles all the raindrops dripping in your eyes,
satisfying your desire of a synchronized pattern.

Bleeding purple from the rainbow,
and turning into swirls of diamonds.
Slipping exuberantly beside you; driving you wild.
Where the shadows stop the spirited scream.

Devour yourself into the omniscient grip. 
Icy cold finger tips scratch the surface of your divinity,
bringing you closer to the God who whispered in your unborn ear,
situated in your flesh from birth to death.

It embeds itself in the pupil of your eye,
dancing with your spirit and licking your soul.
Black shapes of madness wrapped in chaos and euphoria.
Twinkling and blinking dust of a cloud. 

Haze filled skies and blood filled smoke raining from the clouds.
Envisions of clowns and demons laughing at our demise.
Chilling sensations of sickening mannerisms,
mechanisms and mechanics sought out to destroy the tiny creatures.

These creatures running crazy into acceptance of demise.
Deprived of life, scared of death but giving into it's taste.
Taste buds quiver as the taste grows sweeter.
Death, oh death, tell everyone who you really are...

Too long have you been hidden in the shadows you cast, 
too long have we rendered your pain.
The world grows sicker as the hairs in my head grey. 
I'll never surrender as demons always circle.

Today, begins a new day of our fight.
And I have a good feeling about this day. 
Onward, we have united our minds and gathered ourselves within. 
Always ready for we accept our fear. 

We accept our hate and everything in between.
Accept it all for what it really is. 
No amount of doubts will over throw us. 
Onward, to peace.


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Free verse | |

The Door is Always Open

Things get bad, then they get good again.
You can write yourself angry.
You can write yourself sick.
But never
ever
should you write yourself sorry.

The world, to me, is many things:
A canvas, a movie, a place to store
everything you are and will ever be,
but never a bell jar.

As long as your hands can shake
and your voice can quiver,
never close the door.

Love the ground under your feet,
and your only sadness 
will be that a blanket of sky 
can't keep off the cold. 

Smile with every breath you take, 
and you'll realize that, 
no matter how much you weep,
you will never fill an ocean.

Look inside your heart:
There's answer there.
You'll find,
deep in an oblivion of night,
there is a light somewhere.

It may not be much light,
but it's brighter than darkness.
Follow it.

If you seek, you will find 
yourself always involved in 
something,
and as long as that door never closes,
whatever something will be enough.

I promise.


Details | Monoku | |

Alien-nation

One more alien... an extra terrestrial. Bloody foreigners.


Details | Ballad | |

LETS OPINION BE DIFFERENT

Let's opinion be different so there is story
I do not like to air criticism
I just only like to ask
And the question itself will be criticism
Criticism on people who were asked
If to ask would be more prudent
Criticism is quite violent
I am so afraid of violence
I have to use the technique
Technique to ask with its critique 
And that is certainly more painful
Like a snake that run along quiet
But the extract of poison is very painful
I also laughed when criticism aired among
True indeed… 

Translation...


PENDAPAT BIAR BERBEZA
Oleh Neldy Jolo

Biarkan pendapat itu berbeza jadi ada cerita
Aku tidak suka berkritik
Aku suka sahaja betanya
Dan pertanyaan itu sendiri akan jadi kritikan 
Kritikan pada orang yang ditanya
Kalau bertanya akan lebih berhemah
Mengkritik itu agak keras 
Aku sangat takut kekerasan
Aku kena menggunakan teknik
Teknik bertanya dengan kritikan bersamanya
Dan yang pastinya itu lebih pedih
Ibarat ular yang menyusur tenang
Tetapi bisanya sangat pedih
Aku juga tertawa bila berkritikan sesama
Benar belaka…



Wednesday, 20 March 2013, 4:59 PM
Let US All Save Peace. Ilyimy. Layag Sug!
Puisi hasil perkongsian cerita dengan Cikgu Ezza Fazlina Jamlidi


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

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

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

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

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

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

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

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

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

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Triolet | |

Stand Tall (based on Aragorn's speech at the Black Gate in The Return of the King)

Stand tall, as Ents, and plant your courage deep,
When from Mordor, foul and heedless beasts descend.
Not on this day shall Sauron's shadows sweep.
Stand tall, as Ents, and plant your courage deep.
Nor falter not this fellowship we keep,
Though swords may shatter, shields may rend.
Stand tall, as Ents, and plant your courage deep,
When from Mordor, foul and heedless beasts descend.


* For Andrea Dietrich's Movie Scene Triolet Contest


Details | Alliteration | |

Two Feet In

Clinching my fists together,
I realize an emotion is driven,
How to get through,
The pain that has been given,
The paths are bright,
Only seeing so far into each,
The rest is out of sight,
My choice on which will teach,
Teach me like a young child,
Growing into an adult,
My ways are mild,
The hand says stop; halt,
Is that where you want,
To direct the heart,
Deep thoughts haunt,
The streets start to part.
It’s a decision for now,
In the future we’ll see,
In with two feet; plow,
Plow the other lane-no longer to be.
I chose right,
Wrongs may come across,
Darkness comes every night,
But I stand up like a boss.
I’m the boss of my journey,
Which way to head next,
Points given; attorney,
With two feet I’ll use respects.

Choose which way will benefit-but always know there’s darkness in every path, so stand with TWO feet.


Details | Couplet | |

Unknown

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Ballade | |

A message of love

A message of love

Love it be the sweetest thing
I have found this out
I didn’t always know this though
It’s sweetness I did doubt
I never, ever gave, just took
As I treated you like a slave
I do not want much in this world
But forgiveness I do crave

I was the product of my dad
Who treated mum this way
That was what they taught me then
So when it came, my day
To marry you, my sweetest one
I thought that’s what men did
But now my angel listen well
Can’t keep my feelings hid…

I now know love so very well
It’s not the way I thought
Crazy feelings all the time
All that stuff comes to naught
For this, it cannot last forever
But true love really does
And Lord it’s such a wondrous thing
Though it don’t cause much fuss

It’s in those little things we do
As each day comes along
It’s about that old togetherness
That hold folks oh, so strong
It’s such a joy, but one can’t see
Like he does, when he is old
That love grows sweeter every day
Though the life force grows more, cold.

18 August 2013 @ 0531hrs


Details | Free verse | |

THE DUKE

A lone rider sits high in the saddle,
As the horizon's sunrise spreads across,
The open prairie.
Twin pearl handed pistols rest at his side,
As rusty spires clang against wooden planks,
At the deadwood saloon.
Legends cowboys whisper his name,
On the dry desert winds,
A giant of a man whom breathed
Life again into the legacy,
 Of the old west.
His side swagger's walk trademark
On the larger than a life screen.
The duke truly represents the great 
American hero on horse back.
Six shooters drawn at high noon's 
Count down,
John Wayne's the trail dusts equalizer,
He always remained on the right side,
Of tin stars law.
The tumble weeds rolls along a dirt path,
As tall cactus stand on an arried canvas,
Life here is harsh and mean,
Where only the strong survive.
Bold individuals with the inner
Strength against god's forbidden land.
Harden men whom lived by one simple,
Rule I will do what ever it takes
To stay alive.
He'll join the ghost riders,
Forever driving the lords herds
Across the grand divides vast
Prairie sky’s as the sunsets
In the old west.
Alone figure rides high in saddle,
Set against a legends back drop,
Hell bound for glory,
In a cloud of gun smokes fog,
Behold the duke emerges,
With his hat on straight
And gun at the ready.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Haiku | |

ZOOKEEPER

Lookin' after pests
Keepin' a CLOSE eye on 'em
"Those wild animals!"

Roamin' around zoo
Searchin' for sneaky monkey
Hidin' in a tree

Zookeeper gets mad
"Where's Marty, the smartypants!?"
"He TOOK my cage keys!"


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The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








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My Story Telling Who is this Princes

The night air made her feel tired
As she looked out side all the fences were wired
In the distance she hears crowds yelling
As she was to young to know they were rebelling
Father she asked where are we going?
Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking

Mother yelled in the night air
Father gave out a blank stare
They yelled run my princess run as far as you can
As that moment past her little feet pushed off and she ran
She ran to the nearest bushes and crawled into it to hide
She never smelled the air before as if someone just had died

As she lay on the ground under a bush she heard 
A loud yell in the distance almost to absurd
My name is Angelica, I am just a young girl who does not know 
Angelica just wants to live her life with help to grow
Angelica did not know what just happened she notice a figure in the distance
A little person just like her, a strong but gentle presence

Angelica saw the people who were shouting run off toward the voice
She was scared and she knew that she had to make a choice
Angelica fragile state was so confused and lost
She knew it will take burden on her at a cost
But in that moment of quietness a young but strong voice called out
Can you trust me just because? will you come with me with no doubt

My Story Telling  Together In A Strange World


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Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you


just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence





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Reminiscence

Prologue:
For whoever think story telling is that easy,
Would properly from this hilarious incident,
scene or whatever you might call it, would know is not.

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

Just some couple of months ago, I was invited
by a friend who knows me too well, back then in 
school as a funny guy and story teller and so he taught this
night, that his grand pa (who is a famous story teller 
of his village) had fall sick, I would be in a better position
to cover up for his father's so called responsibility
to his people. "For he (my friend's father, Williams) is a good story teller.
But what about me who has never faced 
the ample crowd with my 'cripple' tale unless sharing it with friends?" I mumbled.

In the middle of this enigma, my friend, John called me to the hot seat
to tell my tale to the unbearable crowd of adolescence. 

"God why am I here this day... But it shouldn't have been this day" I retorted.
The barbarian noise from the seats infront of me showed that truly I was 
in the middle of something and not lost...

"Uncle tell us a story!... Brother tell us a story!" the crowd shouted.

This day, I needed a free moment but they couldn't let me be.
"Once upon a time" they heard me said and they all resited.
" I am sorry, I am sorry let me restart it all over again".

Now in old man's voice, I told my tale before them:

"Once upon a time,
In our mothers' womb, when she
Ate, we ate. Goodnight!"

They all cannot but burst to laughter while I stood and walked to the room with my 
shame.
                                   
                                *****************

Anything after good night means nothing more till the next day.
Maybe I escaped the night by dissatisfying the emotions of those children,
in that scene, what about my friend? 
"Have I not brought shame to John's family? Did I do the 
right thing that full moon night?". My heart beats!

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

Epilogue:
Not even do the audience remember or care to ask me: (In kid's voice)
"What if my mother do not eat while in my pregnancy, what will happen to her?" or 
probably care to tell me: (Back to old man's voice) "What lesson they have derived from 
the tale before their departure... Oh! No sorry, my bashful departure from their sight." 

Note: The tale: "Once upon....Goodnight!" is a Haiku form of poetry.  
 














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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay



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Before a rainbow appears there must be a little rain

Before a rainbow appears
there must be a little rain
Before we find true love
we must have a little pain
you might run away from your problems
but your problems still remain
you have to leave the past behind
before you can make a change.

To travel through life successfully
you have to accept life is no bed of roses
and you have to ride the storms
see problems as a challenge
you can learn from
take the bull by the horns.

You can't rely on others
to give you a helping hand
and get on
you may have won a battle
but there maybe a war to overcome.

Life is for living
and serving God up above
to thank him for all he has done
and his love.

Don't put off until tomorrow
what you can do today
or one morning you may wake up
to find it's too late
your old and grey.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


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Jennifer Part 3

She has so much pain inside of her,
she doesn't know how to address it.
So she turns the pain into anger,
after she explodes, she becomes quiet.

She goes up to her room, upset.
Why does the world hate her so?
She thinks to herself, “That’s it!”
But in reality, it isn't though.

She lies on her bed,
Pulls out her book and reads.
As she turns the pages, she loses her head,
In her mind, she thinks “This is what I need.”

A place to escape the world,
Somewhere she can run.
For it seems everyone hates this girl,
And nothing she does is fun.

She plays her cello 
And loses herself in the music
She does this when she feels low
Then she plays the song of her pick

She listens to the beat she makes,
Trying to make it sound perfect,
But oh, she keeps making mistakes,
She thinks that she will never get it.

She leaves the cello alone
And watches her shows
She then grabs her phone
And tells her best friend the show as it goes.

She leaves the TV on, 
Then she enters her laptop.
She stays on till dawn,
She just can’t seem to stop.

She loves the idea of leaving the real world
And entering an imaginary one.
That’s the story of the girl,
Who is never done.


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CHOICE OF LIFE

written 29th June 2013



Recalling that day at school, the teacher set that task..
 what do you want to be? she asked the class..

My answer was simple, so I had thought...
 to be a mum, I'd have six kids and live on a farm

If you would believe, that's exactly what I received
 but it was not made to come with ease

For the fathers I had sadly chose, became prideful and greedy!
 never til now did it cross my mind, my babies would someday not need me 

Leaving me again to think, what do I really want to be
 as faith would have it, as it had been planned so I'd see

For the FIRST! time, direction would finally enter into my life
 poetry writer; was soon to amount of me, after I'd become a wife

Now poems are continuously raging within my head, all wanting to be read
 as I failed English on an epic scale, to believe this dream inside of my head

At 38 years old, I see my life heading back to school
 maybe this time round, I won't play the class fool!


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The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



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Three Sisters

The first born sister was delivered by a bear, the master of the forest.  
Bestowed upon her by this master, was the spirit of courage and strength.  
Through legends and time, she learned many lessons of old, these helped to make her heart strong. 

She grew from a girl to a young woman with a soul old and wise.  
But her heart still was not whole.  
She was drawn to walk in the forest, where she thought she might find answers. 
 Alone that night in the forest, she looked up towards Father Sky. She summoned her courage and asked Him where she must go to become whole?  
Father Sky smiled, down on the First Sister, stars made bright by his delight, at the sight of the First Sister’s courage. 
He gave unto her a vision in the stars.
 Father Sky then lit the skies ablaze with stars showing her Regulus, The Little King , Leo the lion prowled the stars. 
Then He showed her the Goddess of Justice and Truth, Astraea.

A goddess from the stars, Astraea brought forward a Second Sister in line.
  Tipping her scales, full of dust from all things magic Astraea bequeathed the
 Second Sister with a heart full of justice and determination. 
This sister was streaked with light, her gypsy heart ready for any adventure. 
The road of adventure glittered, calling her into the forest.  
She looked above to the heavens and saw the stardust of Regulus, 
mesmerized by what she seen shimmering in the night sky she followed the path.

A Third sister was born, bound to the Second Sister, by Leo the Lion. 
 Although fair she was entrusted with the heart of the lion, the sign of the Leo. 
With pride she grew, loyal and caring for all those on her path and all in her past. 
Following the trail, she walked into the forest that night, guided by the lights of the Little King. 
She stayed steady and true along the trail, 
where the first and second sister had gone before her. 
The girl ahead streaked in light did not give her a fright,
 nor did she fear the roar of the spirit of the bear. 
She heard Father Sky call unto her to follow the dust of the stars to that meeting place.

As these three sisters made their journeys along the pathway, each guided by Father Sky, they came into a circle of light. They could each see themselves in one another, brought together by the lights of Regulus the Little King.


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Bio in Short

It's been a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.

First Hollywood kiss
Behind a pink crepe myrtle.
Thanks, Patsy Werner.

High school was okay.
Didn't help me to focus;
So, my mind wandered.

Surfed Bonzai Pipeline,
Big waves break into lava.
What made me do it?

Vietnam jungles.
I wondered why I was there.
America lost.

Smoking pot. Stereo.
Good fun in the seventies.
Psychedelics too.

And three wives later,
I finally found true love.
We're still together.

My destitute heart,
Saved by the sweetest angel.
I love you, Sandy.

Sooners are my team.
Most winning football program
In the Modern Era.

I am retired now.
But I have plenty to do.
Golf, primarily.

I've been writing more.
Perhaps I will write a book.
I have many tales.

I'd chase young girls; but,
Girls with a "grampa" fetish
Are so hard to find.

If I am lucky,
I will just drop dead one day.
With my peace of mind.

Yes, made a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.


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Cinquain One

Newsy
Paparazzi
Pursue celebrity
Across the sea,... stadium. And dread
For hints.






Just an attempt...


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Eternal Existence

Arising from the ashes a Phoenix unseen
Burn to a crisp has been all things unclean
Soaring to the heaven way up above
Left floating above is a fire tail of love


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Supernova

Last night I did pray,
Hoping to see your face again.
This prayer was answered, I'd say,
When through the door you walked in.

Earth seemingly starts to vanish,
When I look upon your face.
As if I stand on some other planet,
And you are my world in outer space.



©2013 Honestly JT


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Bug Destiny

          Bug Destiny

Round tiny bug moves slow along the garden path
Avoiding traffic as it trudges along
Carries the hardened armor of its ancestry
Down there too, through the centuries
The weight of that nobility 
With it, on its back, through history
 
Portals of time laid out in its direction
Its lineage developed skills for battles
In darkened bitter caves
With aging somber rocks in far off lands
And along the seasoned shores 
Over millions and billions of years

Ants search day and night for this small creature
Little round bugs are a staple on their menu
They will not rest until
This morsel is served up in honor of their queen
Solo insect as black as death
Stands by in armor ready

Ants take their forces onward against the drop of day
Their tiny march relentless, endless and grave
Black bug hunkers down in his encasing
Waiting In case bad things should happen
And to survive another day
The army attacks  
            
Storms in on solo bug in stark surprise
With concise incisions ready
Sharp mandibles set to dissect it on the spot
Little bug has one last trick
It tastes of sour and stinky feet
The ants retreat defeated

Round bug makes its rounds about the garden gate
In its cultivated aged defense makes it to another day
Future generations will praise this day
That kept their kind alive 
Depriving queen ant of a nasty meal
Of destinies surprise


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Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?


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Cowgirl Up

Rise at first light.
This cowgirl enters up to ride this day.
She dawns her hat, for this is not any day.

Ready to pay her dues.
The sun will beat down,
hot and hard is how she'll ride.

Cowgirl up!
Into the shoot we go.
The blood pumping, muscles quivering.
Ready to go!

The gate slams open.
Off we go!
 My mustang and me,
to round that first barrel.

Away we go!
Rounding our second barrel.
Sweat trickling.

Thundering down to that third barrel.
We round that barrel,
the dust will follow.

With a war cry, 
We head down the long path home.
Followed by cheers and jeers,
she crosses the line!
Cowgirl is up and paid her dues.


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Night Flying

Night Flying

Have you ever flown at night in your dreams 
Just jump up and fly...... so easy it seems

Climb higher and higher so close to the stars
Circle the Earth the Moon....Jupiter and Mars

Turn right and left with a tilt of your hands 
Travel the world... seeing beautiful lands

Take off and fly.... You dip and you climb 
You never run out of fuel.... Just run out of time

Fly with friends and neighbors cousins you see
Fly to the mountains..... wet your face in the sea

Dip through the clouds some as dark as the night 
Fly higher and higher till Earth's out of sight

Travel different speeds that you can decide
Like real airplanes you tilt and you glide

Finally the flight lands in your airport bed
Capture your pillow and bury your head

You'll never know when your next flight might be 
When your dream of flying is so hard to believe

So off we go into our airborne dreams tonight
Hoping to have dreams of such wonderful flights


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Baby Mermaid

It was down on Bayou Rumpawpaw
where the self proclaimed semi-professional
fisherman Dub “Stinky” Crank first met
the lovely young mermaid by the name of Jewel.
She swam right up to Dub’s old rusty boat
and popped her head out of the water.
It was a fantastical sight to see
and I know this to be a natural fact
because I was there in the boat with him
when the whole dang shebang went down.
For good old bayou boy Dub it was
love at first sight despite him being drunk.
We didn’t have a very good day of fishing
that day which sort of teed me off at the time.
We only caught a few daggum goggle-eye
before the mermaid incident took place.
It worked out pretty darn good for Dub
and he is my very best friend so in
the long run I say heck the what.
After a short bayou soaked courtship
Dub and Jewel done went and got hitched.
I was best man that day and I have to admit
it was a very interesting but strange event.
The two had the love itch really big time
and nine months after the wedding gala
a baby mermaid came swimming into this world.
They named the little bayou beauty Coralee.
I told old Dub that those swimming lessons
we both took when we were young
would come in handy some day.
I still don’t know how the two did
the mating thing and it’s probably
best for my sanity if I never do.


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San Francisco Bound

San Francisco bound!
Go there and act like a clown!
You will fit right in!
The freakier the better!
The devil’s playground is there!


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I AM HERE TO LEND YOUR CRY

Salam, how are you there?
Wassalam, good, Alhamdulillah
How about the issue in Sabah
Nothing to worry
I am worried because you are my friend
I am okay; just want to know your opinion
No probs, what do you think of that opinion?
Does it hurt you personally?
Nope, it makes sense

I am not personally taking part, I have my own problem
Indeed but I am so sad, many don’t understand the situation
They are taking one side condemning Suluk in general
So as the other Suluk in Sulu archipelago 
Many also condemning Melayu in general
I always think about others
My cousin, a policeman is in the frontline

I am so sad, pray hard
Please cry with me
I am here for you to lend your cry
Can I pretend nothing happen?
We can’t pretend to be nothing to happen
Then rest and cry with me
To make people understand is not easy
Sometime we also take time to understand our situation
I am hurt to what happen, we are being fooled by colonisers
They ask us to inherit this misery

Hmmm I am so sorry to hear that
Hopefully you won’t hate the Suluk generally
So, as long as it does not contradict to my stand
What is your stand supposedly?
 At least I have one good friend from Jolo ancestry
I am a good friend because you are good

I know nothing about the war; I just wanted to know the peace
It’s really easy to smile and pretend that you are okay
Rather than telling people why you are sad
It’s not easy to imagine that war
I just want to keep it by my self
I wanted to keep this in my sleep
When I wake up tomorrow 
Peace is expected to blow
Let have this peace to reign right away









The poem is made through the conversation with Malay friends from Kuala Lumpur about the conflict happened in Lahad Datu. We shall never put the bangsa in general as what we are thinking is right: Suluk is bad and Melayu is arrogant. We need a better understanding to conclude that each bangsa like Suluk and Melayu have nothing to do with the situation. It is a matter of siding the truth and rights. I therefore personally accepted if everyone hates me because I am Suluk and that would make the world stay in peace and to save peace, I am willing to be called such: “Suluk is bad and Melayu is arrogant” but the “country and world is peaceful” is achieved. The war declared ended today by Malaysian authority. Let Us All Save Peace. Layag Sug. 11th March 2013, Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia!


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MASSACRE

With her ragged breath.
She said she missed the sun.
As she knew they would come.
She heard the screams from far away.
Knowing the goblins had their way.
Straw colored hair hung to her shoulders.
Her bright green eyes blended with the forest.
She had her trusty goblin sword on her side.
It was a matter of honor to carry a sword at ones hip.
Though Brannis was the only knight who truly had one. 
An "Enchanted" blade on the side of his hip,  I mean.
He received the sword from his father long ago.
Upon receiving his knighthood at age fifteen.
Though his father was glad to be rid of the thing.
An heirloom from a family of sorcerers.
Who said, they had no need of it anymore.
It had always made his father uneasy to wield it. 
When he first received it, with the serrated blades.
And,  imprinted with the word "  MASSACRE" .
Though, I always thought it was a handsome piece.
With it's handle carved into a fire breathing dragon.
True, it was not often a female joined the ranks.
I felt the silent need to revenge my fathers death.
That was the whole point of being out here in the goblin forest.
Along side of the other new recruits, I had to prove my worth. 
I was told this was my test, test of strength, as the king put it.
I had to proved myself, I always kept my fathers shield next to my heart!
I was tired, though I knew I had to keep going to get out of this forest.    
As I surely don't want to come home as a mangled warrior.
Or even worse, become dinner for the goblin king !    
   

   Fri. 6/07 / 2013  12:30 noon


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Some Get Gold


Cowboys on a cattle drive
whiskey, sun and song.
Days are hard,
nights are cards,
the rivers run so strong.
Victor’s spoils,
dark horse fail,
they say dead men
tell no tales.
To persevere
is paramount,
and hidden talent
does not count.
Life’s a game,
you raise or fold -
some get gravel,
some get gold…
Copyright © 2013


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JANUARY START OF NEW DAY

(1 January 2013 – 12:01AM)

By this first day of the year 2013
I am asking anyone to forgive me if I have things done that hurt you. 
I was sudden with the firecrackers
Sounds of bullets flying in the air
This is becoming a culture
That by the end and start of the year there shall be having a gun fire
Is this so not to put a gun as inutile?
I have no new year’s resolution at hand 
But I wanted to do my best to change whatever things needed to be changed. 
Oh God please witness my changes to manifest in my entire being 
from good to very good, from ordinary to extra ordinary and from evil to no evil. 
Let me love memories of 2012 that I have
Please forgive me God through everyone’s forgiveness.
I love everyone and someone. 
Thank you God! 


Details | Rhyme | |

Wannabe

Johnny was a wannabe.
He wanted to go down in history.
To be a bad ass outlaw was his plan.
Infamy of epic proportions, feared throughout the land.
He tried to rob a bank but he was shot down stone cold dead
when the bank teller and two customers who were packing heat shot him in his head.
Johnny was as dumb as dumb can be, a stupid damn fool,
he didn’t know that everyone in Texas is taught to shoot in preschool.


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Starbucks


I look for the Buck?
I'm looking for the Starry Eyes?
Instead I'm blinded by Free Wi-Fi.
Zombies in the gloom,
Faces lit with Cell phones, iPads, 
And Laptops!

My Name, they inscribed 
On my paper cup.
The ultimate Accolade.

I'm the Star in Starbucks!

©dbyrne jan 2013


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Fateful Date

Charlotte was a ballet dancer.
Delroy was a night club bouncer.
They fell in love while on a blind date.
Both of them figured that was their fate.
Now they have been married for nigh on twenty years.
It has been filled with joyful laughter with just a few scattered tears.
When they are asked what is the secret to their marriage’s longevity?
They reply that it is constant love spurred on by much sexual activity.


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Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


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Ride Like the Wind

" Ride Like the Wind " Off now we go!... horses carryin' us fast~ Down through dust canyons & townfolk aghast~ We rode as a wind from hell we did so~ Knowin' only we knew... not where we'd go~ No answer we had of our tremendous fast flight~ No clues or reason nor practical sight~ Just ride... ride... ride hard & down~ Through canyon's depths & unsolid ground~ 'Til we'd seen what... was much as never before~ That o'such... had before been folklore~ Guns quickly drawn & hammers cocked back~ 'Twas not courage but wisdom... that which we lacked~ So did end... final ride of the four~ Knockin' then... on heaven's dark door~ So songs were sung & still to this day~ Of cowboys most often we've heard 'em so say~ Ride then ride... ride fast as that wind~ For you know such as that... has been your great sin~ Step from that saddle back to fair earth~ You've proven your courage & so your true worth~ Yet no such thing could ever so be~ For that cowboy must... of all things be free~ Ride then ride... ride fast as your wind~ Damn... damn cowboy... we know what's your sin~ SeaWolf ©


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I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.


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The Magik Of Love

Reflections in the mirror were getting scary I could not carry the weight of my pain it almost took my life to learn to love again for I have made a friend somewhere along my long lost way I hope that I helped him just a fraction of how he helped me maybe that single thought is what finally gave me my peace enough to release so much stolen energy Now I am not afraid to walk where the streets are hot for I thrive in Hell's kitchen where the devil stirs my pot for I now have him quiet tame I sacrificed my dragons at the alter of my name and now you are my slaves any time I need I'll call upon my superhero's to come and rescue me like my Saint Toni who swept me off that bridge and showed my how a death can be the greatest reason to live for she was the seed to grow my Eden then a man from a foreign land gave me something in myself to believe in the magik of Love.


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Path

Will I turn back? No, why?
Cuz this is my path, in life.
Will i stop, and wait for death?
Or will I live life, Breath by breath?
I choose to live day to day, with this life,
Cuz death can take us at any time.
Why not make the best of what we have now?
I REFUSE to keep my head hanging down.
I will try to live life to the best of my ability,
With peace, love, and tranquility.
i choose to be and think positively,
If I dont, I'll be self demolishing.
I chose the path I walk, Whether it be with someone or alone,
I'm pleased with myself and maybe a place to call home...
Who knows?
I will mature even wiser than before
Don't be jealous because YOUR decisions were poor.
Happier more than I ever was, now uncovered,
A life out there, WORTH being discovered?!?!?!?!?
Will I turn back? No, Why?
Cuz this is my path, in LIFE.


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Army Rangers Rescue UFO Abductee

Up on  mountain top.
Just don't know how I got here.
Army Rangers  rescued me.
Says UFO kidnapped me.
Sure lucky I was let go.


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Freedom

Running wild and free
I am honestly happy
Nothing in my way


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Living the Dream

Dreams cascade into my life.
Some I have lived.
Others await me in my dream catcher,
for me to full fill.

I walk the silver threads 
that weave them together.
This is my path, 
to have a dream to follow,
to make these dreams come true.

Yes, I have a dream,
And am living it!!


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Never So Gracious

A full moon night to my delight what is so wrong with doing what's right nothing is right after so long no use in complaining time to move on The Dream Water one day might take me away farther from the comfort of familiarity I float on my back then shut my eyes my body now sinking into ocean arms open wide Now swallow your son back to his nature when he is no longer needed to stay here the next generation are dooming themselves they need my experience to guide them through hell Why should I bother on my own, I strive through I turn my back on the thought of bothering to save you alone in this world my, is it spacious I'm finally smiling, never so gracious.


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The morning

It is a quiet day of the atmosphere, 
staying at the position of the universe, 
covering of the cloud, sun, moon & star.
Thundering like as torm of death.
With a great shower of blessing.
Morning is the blesseth day of the lord, 
The career of life and behavior, 
The day of mercy, joy & peace.
It is a time of relaxing and enjoyment.
The living cock of the day.
Morning is the paradise of monument; 
The east move from the west, 
The north turn to the south, 
They all assemble together, 
Of the morning showers.
Morning is health, it is really so? 
Heaven shall show doors of your blessing.
The day is bright, 
Keep calm?


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How I Met You

First, a sequence of footsteps disguised as coincidence.
A smile to hook at eleven, a line to sink at twelve
A style, all the while, caught leaning in the background.
Words, flowing like they’ve been there all along
Dropping us, down another level in their elevator 
Further down the rabbit hole.
I become your mechanism
Heeding your every nerve,
Every tiny rhythmic stir. 
You sing as I tune you.

At last, the bottom falls out and we’re flying, passing
Between each open idea, dipping
Inside your emotional crevices, tracing
Each curve in your wings- 
Color spiraling outward,
Out of control

We crash land by the ocean
Peeking from the rubble. 

Though our eyes are all that is left- seeds
Aligned and blooming toward the sun.
Time slows.

And the clock waits outside
As our sandcastle, balanced perfectly on this single fleeting moment
Breaks against the morning tide.
And the night disappears back into footsteps
Just to age in a museum of art never captured.


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The Trolls Come Out At Night

Some cat entered my room one night I thought it was a ghost It smelled like something had just died But I must oblige my guest as the host I turned on the light and there it was An obnoxious opossum at best! Whoa! Forget my host duties, cous! Take the room—I’m an unhappy guest! I left the house with a shutter Before I realized I was heavily surrounded By cats on all sides, up and under The house they had all just rounded! In truth I was perturbed on all levels That I began to realize in horror That damn opossum had spawned these little devils! And tonight I must end this terror! I then ran straight to the kitchen Aware of the opossum inside If I give up the tuna and ditch um’ Perhaps I’ll escape this night alive The persistent cats scratched at the holes Those buggers—those meddlers! They could have been thieves—if not trolls! Their yowls would scare sumo wrestlers! Worst of all in this dilemma Tomorrow was grocery day There were no more cans of tuna All my fish had swam away! Somehow one got in And the rest came barreling through I ran toward my room to him The opossum looked so distressed and blue The little beady eyes pierced my soul And I knew from then on he was my friend He only meant to hide from the furry little trolls And escape a most pitiful end! I made up my mind at last And picked up my trusty broom Come on in—I dare yah tah pass! Ain’t no feline coming through this room! Glowing eyes burned with intent And the yowling grew loud as hell The little bullies think they can take my guest! They’ll fly like birds they will! That night was a battle like none other A battle I will proudly say I won I gained the friend of my life—a brother My pet’s a load of fun! As much as I love a neighbor cat They are a little scary as a race Thankfully a broom will push them back And put them in their place My opossum is a sweet little thing And I protect him with my life I’ll never judge a critter again Till actions bring it to light


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Words of Wisdom to the Youth

As tears of strength and courage slip down my face,
I have waited so long for this euphoric embrace.
Through trials and tribulations,
I have kept my head up and marched,
Strived through fearlessly.
Though I walk through the valley of shadows and death,
I shall have no fear.
I know I am meant for more than this.
I strive for perfection,
Which we all know is impossible.
Therefore live life pure and full of bliss.
Be happy,
Take chances,
Fall in love… a few times!
Truly, genuinely learn to appreciate every little thing.
Moments are like shooting stars;
If you don’t keep your head up towards the sky,
You might miss out on the one that will 
change 
your 
life.

March 2013


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A missive from the damned to whoever have a little time to spend with this nonsense - Page 1

And so, I have made up my mind, once more.
I have decided to depart, to bid this husk farewell.
In order to do that, I must save coins if I desire to save myself.
For with it, I will be able to buy my ticket out here to a more blessed realm or the eternal void. Either way, I will be winning.
I mustn't, any longer, feel the starvation of affection and no more I shall be fed by the crumbs of fleeting joy they toss at me.

Thoughts of finishing are always in my mind, flooding it, making hard to go day by day, making hard to sleep, to have hope.
I fail to see where the hope is, I like to think that it can be find inside of one's heart.
But even so, I think I am mistaken, and when I glance at myself in the mirror, I quickly lose any spark of what could-be hope.

With the aid of the metallic sling, I shall leave this husf behind, heavy with its sins and sorrows, to no more nourish hatred.
For it does only to hinder my advance towards elevation.
With my metallic sling, I shall pierce, first, my heart, where lies the sorrow, then, my mind, where resides the sins.
Whilst the life in me start to wane, regrets I will not have, when my consciousness fade, my spirit will be no longer be trapped inside this imperfect cage of flesh.
Being free, my spirit shall roam far and beyond to, before, unseen places by men, to  untouched places by men.

Another day,someone inquired me "Are you happy now?" and for that I just said "Yes". How else could I have responded if not with a lie?
How could I tell them that I yearn for a premature closure in order to stop thinking and feeling but I also yearn for love.
"I am not absolutely happy, as per say, but I do suffer less when I am asleep" I could never say that to anyone...


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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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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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Living All At Once

You Only Live Once is apparently my generations motto,
Its why she feels so hollow.
God damn girl, i used to be your man girl!
now i can pick up a magazine anywhere around the world, and see a full spread picture of the girl that used to be my world.
You only live once don't you get it!
So do all of these drugs! yeah! I know you won't regret it!
Now my friend is dead, and i bet you wish you hadn't said it.
You only live once and then your dead!
Of course you should let that random girl give you head!
Now my friend has herpes and he wishes he was dead,
because his girlfriend let him when he ****ed that girl instead.
You only live once Ben come on don't you remember?
Isn't that what you told Dillon that November?
Isn't that what you told Brittney to convince her to take those pictures?
Is that what you told Ryan when he told you that his dick hurt?
You only live once, so don't try and live all at once.


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The potter and the blacksmith

The Potter and the Blacksmith..

I can hear the distant muted sounds,
Sounds that are clouded in mystery and memory,
Hammer steel, scree,
Clank,
Clank,
Clank, metal on metal
Brazen and hard the un-pliable steel,
Forged by sweat and blood,
I can feel it, feel it in my bones,
Turning, banging, pulling, forming
The Master bending and clanging upon His proud work-in-progress,
For some are like the clay upon the potters wheel,
Easily pliable, soft and fragile, made for a specific purpose,
While others are hard like the steel whom the blacksmith
Heats and beats into a formidable weapon,
The work is more laborious and strained,
And the trials and tribulations we face at times unbearable,
But oh the lethal force wielded in hand.
The steel and clay did not choose its own design or composition,
It can only relent to being used for that which it was made.


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Love is so hurting: Let the tears talk

In your face,
I show a dream,
In that lovely dream I show gorgeous face,
Wanted to capture you in my heart,
But the dream faded away.

The dream became reality,
When you failed to,
To understand,
What really I thought of you,
Can’t tell how painful it is.

Pain is hurting me,
I am working but thinking,
I am walking but thinking,
I am talking but thinking,
Only of you, please do not do this to me.

Still in your face,
I see a dream,
In that hurting dream I still see your angel face,
Still wanting to capture you from that dream,
Just wish this time it doesn’t faded away.


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men

We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge

Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.

The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.


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Resurrection

                                            How can I say what I should,
                                        To let you know that I feel this way.
                                            I just need to be understood,
                                          And prove that love is on display.

                                               I'm really the type of guy 
                                            That has a desire to be there.
                                       Another woman has caught my eye,
                                        And I think she knows that I care.




                                                    ©2013 Honestly JT
                                     
                                                          


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WHISPERS OF BOLOBOK

Hussshhhh of the sea breeze
Bolobok Cave nears it
Rain drops falling on my face
Trim down my long pony-tailed hair
Small crabs crawling over the brownish sand surface
Small stones scattered over
 Small caves with limestone
And having freshwater downstairs
Said there were ladders to climb and unclimb
To see the down caves
Now in a mysterious looks waiting for renovations
Where are these caretakers of nature?
The beauty of eye lenses looking at it
Please come and rescue this whispering ambiance of serenity 
For generations to enjoy
If this is an early human settlement 
Come take your responsibility
Oh the caretakers please come
Thank you


3 January 2013
Early Human Settlement
Bolobok Cave (Sungab Bulubuk)
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

 


Details | Rhyme | |

Mirror Me

What lies behind the mirror,

What hides within the clouds,

Who protects my mirror,

Who takes shelter  in the crowds,

I protect my mirror,

Hide it from view,

For lying behind your mirror,

Is another side of you,

Some days you’ll be happy,

And others you’ll be sad,

Your eyes will cry your heart will bleed,

But yet you’ll still be glad,

Your loss will fade away,

For you’ll gain something new,

But once you lose yourself,

Then there’s nothing left of you,

With everything I do,

And every sight I’ll see,

I protect my mirror,

Because it shelters me.


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I am dead wood trying to ignite myself

I am dead wood tryin` to ignite myself
Let sparks fly in the direction of my inert existence
Let flames destined for grand exploits, catch wind to my quiescent persistence

I am dead wood tryin` to ignite myself
Keep me away from soaking hands
Don`t dampen my spirit with humid sand

I am dead wood tryin` to ignite myself
In need of untainted air
To burn with warranted flair

I am dead wood tryin` to ignite myself
Though ashes will pursue me
It will be worth it when that glow of prosperity consumes me

Till that moment, when I combust 
My efforts at arson shall be robust
Because I am dead wood trying to ignite myself


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What Works for Me

School bully pushed off with both hands and feet.
With my heart in my throat, I stood up to cheat.
I am a clown with a weapon called pause - 
I chased his focus with raucous applause.

I told him, “Feel free to stay or take flight.”
I could tell this kid was set for a fight.
Being a sprinter, I went with my feet
and took off running in quick retreat.

I am a pacifist, I love what's quiet 
so I dodge the spots where kids often riot. 
I'm also a stoolie and finally stopped
to hide in the office and call the cops.


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Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



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It' s All In A Laugh

I never knew what amazing was
until I kissed my husband's lips
or felt him laugh when we danced

I had no idea he liked to play
isn't that very sad!
but he played games with me

It is wonderful that he now makes me laugh
but I am more excited I make him feel silly
until he bunny hops with me closely

As we fell we laughed and laughed
I had no idea he was that type of man
I can see he thought the same about me too

I love the way he flirts with his eyes
or that he loves my Fedora hat
and laughs when he sees me wearing it

Driving my convertible with our pit bull in the back
 but my favorite thing ever was how he loved me
I have never known anything as perfect as that

I guess you can say our love is best
when it's all in a laugh
together building new memories

Thank you Lord for him and that!


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LAYAG SUG IS MYLIFE

What is Layag Sug? 
How come you're not answering?
Why are you asking?
For me to know
Why, isn’t it a bully to me?
No. I'm just plainly asking.
Why is it so hard for you to answer?
I don’t know why the question arises now.
I suddenly realize I don't know the meaning of it.
Aha for you what is it?
What is Layag Sug?
Is it a signature to every statement you make? 
Or a line you share with someone?
Being a signature to every statement 
It is also a line to share to make Sulu familiar with people today
So what is Layag Sug?
What do you think?
I don't know a Sulu boat?
What do you think?
You can share what it is so we could explore
I will give you my meaning
After you give interpretation
You're not answering are you?
Just say so if you're not
I don't have the entire night waiting
Layag Sug is about my life
Longing for the independence of beloved homeland Sulu
Literally Sulu Sail!
That’s Layag Sug seen through my lens of thought
And my experience in life!



A poem made to explain the meaning of Layag Sug through the question of Sulu Gypsy. 12:44AM, 9 March 2013, Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia. Let Us All Save Peace. Layag Sug!



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My Time Has Come

My Time Has Come

My time is over here in this body
I am being called home as my work is done here
I hear my Lords voice calling me home
Although I know I will miss this old world 
With all that I have seen and done
All the People I have met and talked to
My body can go on no more for it has reached it’s time

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Journey's End

                                          Journey's End by Shane Cogan (September 2013)
    

Silently we stood tall
The sun’s dawn chill on our backs
We gathered our last few belongings
The grey skies swirled over us
Onwards and upwards we walked
Little to do, we merely talked
Oh, the endless array of colours
Oh, the senseless decay of society 

The autumn countryside air fed us
Fresh golden crisp sounds under our feet, our hooting horn
Azure skies shone now, the greyness vanished
Reaching up high, seeking solace…we moved on
Teaching us it was, freaking us out…we moved on
But there is no escape ever for a nomad
A wanderer: she pondered…and I squandered
Oh, there it was again
Oh, the planet we sought

I breathed in the warm dusk air
She breathed in the moonlit sky
Ravens swarmed over us, creating one dark cloud
Bats vibrated, as feeding time commenced
Harvest gatherers signalled night time
A lonely police siren echoed sleep time 
Then we both felt its glaze upon our faces
It stole our smile
It sapped our energy
Oh, we could not move
Oh, yet only approve

Resting, we had no choice but too stargaze
We shifted our tired bodies
We emptied our final belongings
The crystal full moon had hypnotised us
The sun’s distant tale had teased us
The endless blanket of stars now warmed us 

An epic sky tale of foe and friend had begun
We gazed. We starred. We dreamed
Nothing could have prepared us
Nothing had been written about its glory
Indigo colours encircled its core
Hazy lights acted as a sky highway
Interlinked, interconnected, intergalactic
First our planet, then their planet
We gave way, we gave in
Our journey at an end
A new one to begin
We had found our planet
Our people
Our nature
We smiled 
We blinked
We spoke
We said: Welcome home

                                               For the EPIC (OLD/NEW) Poem contest 


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The Maker Of Miracles

I am the maker of miracles a real spiritual man waltzing through shadows as they pull me back in I know I must escape them any way I can I know the way out like the back of my hand It's just me and the maker together, he and I I told you God is in me you just thought I was high talking with the Zeta's they tell me just why everything has an ending and the old me, must die I'm Calm as a bomb in the eyes of a storm they stare upon me as if I've been warned turn me inside out as a goodness is born I wear my battle scars so stars know I'm war torn When the gift of life is freed from inside the fire starts fading then the anger subsides like the great phoenix, I go back in time a miracle is born and now that I'm revived in my new life, I shine.


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Contemplation

Today is a contemplative day.
Not a day of joy but of thought.
A wrestling of sorts within.
I hope to find some clarity.

What lies have I told to myself?
What have I chosen to believe?
Can there be escape from myself?
I hope that the answer is yes.

So I sit thinking of my days
Into which cup I'm pouring life
Is there time to hold something back
Or have the sands blown away

All the answers I thought I knew
Now they seem like a cosmic joke
Still there's a difference I can make
All I need is courage to change
 


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Last Sonnet



Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.

Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.


Suyash Saxena 
St. Stephen’s College.


Details | Free verse | |

THE RIVER OF DOUBT

Bold is the heart of the adventure, seekers of the undiscovered
Frontiers beyond the realm of mankind’s knowledge.  Hardy, bulling
Figures the unafraid, the uninitiated these spirited wilderness men.
Of epic proportions whom challenge fate, and defy death itself.
Railing against its white rapids of the unknown. 
Hailing their indifference by yelling at the top of their lungs,
We will not surrender until the ending of our final journey,
Has come and consumes us utterly, leaving nothing left
But footnotes at the bottom of historical records dusty pages
Behind as our only existing legacy.
The great serpent snake of the Amazon, crawls through the open
Belly wound of the Brazilian rainforest, splitting the devils dark
Jungle in half, a beckoning demon calling unto the heart
 Of the adventurer come explore me if you so dare.
Adversities freedom stalkers, heeded this challenge,
Grappling at the serpents tributaries rattling tail, biting
And spitting at them, with sufferage's malice, the reptile
Of aquatic distain, cost many lives of the innocent in its
Vengeance aftermath.
In this river of doubt called the Rio da Duvida, 
This vipers poison travels fast through the veins of mortal
Men, starvation, Malaria and the mistrust of others destroys
The flesh from within and from without.
 Leaving spiritual wounds that will never heal no matter the
Strength of one’s faith, or the endurance of the individual 
Whom survives the attack of this snake called
The mighty Amazon River.
Three adventures made it through this black jungle of death,
Theodore Roosevelt’s, his son Kermit, and the leader
Of this historical group Mr. Rodon.
After reading about their story of bravery, I the author
Of this tail have one thing to say in their memory, bully
Gentlemen, and on wards unto your next journey’s adventure,
And may its endings final current find you well at the end.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN








Details | Acrostic | |

My First Acrostic

T-ake my hand sweet doll,
R-un with me,till we are
O-n our way to love spot.
U-ntill the sun goes down
B-enders of time we be
L-oving eachoda without
E-nd till we turned to mist





Note: 
Iwas moved by different 
attempts some wonderful 
poets made. It spurred 
me into action.
Hope It was well penned.


Details | Free verse | |

In It-s Own Sweet Time

In It's Own Sweet Time

No matter what you try to do, a baby won’t walk till he’s ready to.
Say Mama and Papa all you want, but until their ready they just won’t talk.
You can tell them to do whatever you want, but until they listen nothing’s heard.
You want to go east and they want to go west, you’re not guiding them along. 
You’re taking their hands because they might, on their own wander off. 
But still, remember all will happen… in it’s own sweet time…

The myth they say is: when young, they’ll do whatever you want…
But that isn’t so… even then, they know what they want.
They’re not being cute as they bide their time to take off…
They don’t simply, await their teenage years for rebelling and trouble… 
They’re ready and able… it’s you that’s on cloud mastermind.
But you’ll soon discover that, it will all happen… in it’s own sweet time.

You think you have control and they listen so well, but they don’t. 
That’s why you hold their hands…as you go out the door.
In the teenage years they’ve just obtained more room to show you their minds.
Like when you allowed them to start to drive, and you say not to speed.
How many tickets did they acquire? How long before you fixed the car?
You See? Just remember, they’ll start to listen in their own sweet time.

Everything’s not lost and everything’s OK… children have always been that same way.
And they drive us crazy all through our lives, but we never give up on our love…
Cherish the years and all that they hold, for children are something greater than gold
You’ll love them throughout the years even when they, like us have grown old…
But again, some day you’ll discover that… in your own sweet time.



Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Volunteer for a beer

it”s the softest stage of fear
in a fluffy atmosphere
and the Kiss is flying low
upon the face of the snow-
you can build a nice career
if you study all the beer
wearing the brown uniforms
of demoted unicorns
and the black eyes of a Saint
who will literally faint
in such burning Poetry,
just like me,
oh!
just like Me!

www.simonadancila.com


Details | Rhyme | |

The Journey

I am…

The steep steps that you take

Difficult decisions you must make

The dry pebbles in your way

The sparkly rainbows with no grey

The tears that flow from your eyes

Your smiles that light up the skies

The bundles of anxiety in your chest

The sweet serenity that wipes out the rest –

I am…

Every knowledge that is unchoked

When gently probed from minds and books

The graceful movement of the hand

As it draws worlds on wood or sand

Every dream that is yet unfulfilled

And every hurt that was stilled

The multiple incredible expressions of love

That no doubt must have come from above –

I am…

Time; all in future, present and past

Everything that faded and all that will last

The sinking and uplifting realizations that are found

The sharp memories of sight, taste, touch and sound

Every truth you ignorantly thought was a lie

And every lie you failed to turn a blind eye

The ocean of emotions you constantly swim through

That lead to risks you take of things you need to do –

I am…

The intentions you act on, either out of virtue or vice

The road that is frightening and slippery in ice

But I can also be the road that is a breeze

With no fear of falling prey to mind and heart disease

Have you guessed the nature of my identity?

I am simply

the history you write

of your life’s journey.


Details | Footle | |

A Soul Awakened

Back then 
No den

Right here
sound clear

Back then
No pen

Right here
Great share

Back then
Not ten

Right here
I rear

Dear zone
I own

This soul
Make roll

Rise soul
My soul.



 


Details | Free verse | |

We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
Remember,
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!
Amen!


Details | Imagism | |

the driving ones

we went outside.
the walls,
they finally weren't safe anymore.

it all happend just for us spending time together.

the walking were full of fear
and we full of plans.
we couldn't wait for this to happen

just for spending time together.

looking for a car on the streets...
the people left them,
lost in the need to jumble or mild.

they happend just for us spending time together.

we drove to a store to pick up our toys,
while people were eaten up
by the hungry ones.

it all happned just for us spending time together.

orbiting through dust and waste,
seemed like everything was downfalling,
but the sounds and the pressure.


it wasn't the end of the world.
it was the beginning of a new one,
and it was there just for us being together
in the same corner of the night.


Details | Acrostic | |

Happy Birthday

Happy birthday you're growing up fast.
A beautiful and amazing young woman
Pretty Cool and Funny
Pure in the heart
You just gotta keep on keeping on
 
Beautiful and Rad
Including that i will by sad that you are moving
Really just sweet and caring
The Best Girl in town
Happy Birthday to you
Delete all the bad memories and put yesterday in as a good one
Amazing funny and pretty
You just gotta Keep on Keeping on.


Details | Haiku | |

Mountain Climbing

I’m climbing  
Above the canyon…the sun
Hits  		the 		rocks

I ascend
As 	I 	take 	risk 	after 	risk
UP I GO!

I’m climbing
I 	rely 	on 	my 	own 	strength
I’m doing FINE!

I descend
While	 I 	urgently 	hold 	on
For dear life…


Details | Quatrain | |

Enjoy This Place

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


Details | Quatrain | |

Choices To Face

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


Details | Free verse | |

Mountain mind

Sun sending in a 
line- one stands
on mountainous perfect
rock to sing and
sit in meditation 
to her travels.


Details | Lyric | |

Albert The Alligator, Florida University Mascot Story

A green sweaty swampy land
Maybe no place for a man
But it is a home to many creatures
Such as our friend's the alligators

Now not so long ago,
In their steamy mysterious habitat
There was a fog so dim it almost made it black
and it had large limb's that hung low on the trees 
And each slim blade of grass went an inch above your knees

All gators that lived here
seemed to be very ornary and mean 
And it was considered ordinary
To attack their peers With bone crushing teeth

One could ask,
Why are they so mad?
But it's not their fault
It's just the way they were taught how to act
Ever since their speckled eggs hatched
And learned how to make their jaws snap
 
However, not all gators were like this
There was one who was filled with happiness
He wore a blue hat and a bright orange shirt
Everyone reluctantly called him Albert

Because Albert happened to be completely different
All the other gators kept him at an arm's distance
They called him names and spat in his face
But his joy just never seemed to fade

See Albert had a huge dream
His dream was to be with the humans
As they yelled and screamed
For the local school's winning football team

Out of nothing but sheer excitement,
Albert shared this with the others
But they all laughed even his brothers

So Albert decided right then
to not care about what anyone said
And to pursue his only dream
No matter how long or tough it may be

The next day Albert left that dreary swamp
On mission to prove the nay-sayers wrong
And when he left that dim fog grew so dark
You could not see or hear a big dog's bark

So he made his way to the nearby school
Where he saw not no one, not a single soul
Every building was empty
From the top to bottom floor
The all of a sudden, Albert heard a thundering roar
"Romp!, Stomp!, Chomp!, Welcome to the Swamp!"

He rushed to the football stadium
Where he was met with open arms
He finally felt accepted, safe from abuse and harm
So with his new friends, he rose up in exultation
His life was anew, he was the love of Swamp Nation


Details | Epic | |

The Settlement of the Four Ligures

The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds 

The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second 
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable

The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone  
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast

The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs 
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink

The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked  
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound

In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone 
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate 
And only He can re-move these ligures

-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-


Details | Free verse | |

Home By Dawn

My battery fully charged the week is brand new all the lost loved ones are telling me thank you for bringing them to life in my memory yesterday now I am ready to win in any way and nothing can hold me back from my dreams people are staring in utter disbelief they think the devil has contracted my life little do they know I took the path to the right and now I am reaping the rewards in my struggle so much so that now I've reduced my enemies to rubble and now I am standing on the power of my own alive in the jungle of my mind, my kingdom, I'm home to see the new dawn and for all those now gone I will always remember you and your spirit will live on.


Details | Rhyme | |

An Amulet of Peace

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An AR16 rifle in my hands….
Seemed like such a paradox,
In the paddies and jungles of Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
A man’s life was in my hands….
That life was not only mine,
While trying to survive in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
Hoping for guidance by God’s hand….
Ignore our sin, keep us alive and safe,
While fighting in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
My duffel bag in my hand….
After 13 months, I was going home,
No more to fight in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace hung ‘round my neck,
An Honorable Discharge in my hand….
Only to be spat upon, called ‘baby killer’,
By ‘peaceniks’ against the war in Vietnam.

An amulet of peace no longer hung ‘round my neck,
The challenge of a new life was at hand….
Found love, happiness and some success,
And tried not to think of Vietnam.

Again, that same amulet of peace hangs ‘round my neck;
And I hope my friends all understand….
I want our courageous young men and women
Out of Iraq and Afghanistan.


Details | Haiku | |

Stint one

...stint of adventure
along a bar lane, near sea
here the trip began...


Details | Lyric | |

Following A Folk Song

Written March 31, 2013


In the shadows stood a figure
Taller than the diggers
Picking diamonds in the mines
Don't worry now I will be fine
Said the children to their mothers and wives

With a journey comes a question
Maybe two and many more
Why they never close the door in the floor
On coming back to where they're from
To the tune of the black angel's death song

That was it
I'd had enough
So I packed up all my things
And crossed the bridge on a blind man's bluff

Lie blind man can't you see
If you take the road less traveled
You're less likely to unravel

Some will say what a foolish thing
To go around with all your things
In a velvet knapsack on your back
Walkin' 'round in perfect circles
Just waiting for a heart attack

From the dusty plains of Kansas
To the mining in Peru
And chain link fences lining concrete zoos
Caging in the elephants
On 23rd and 7th avenue

That was it
I'd had enough
So I packed up all my things
And crossed the bridge on a white man's bluff

Lie white man can't you see
If you take the road less traveled
You're less likely to unravel


Details | Epic | |

Introduction

hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.


Details | Romanticism | |

Together Again

A girl whom he'd forgotten
At his door, showed up the other day
The one he'd always wanted
Just knew not what to say

The boy she longed to hold
She caught his eyes once again
Of her love, to him, she never told
But this time, all her love, she will send

Once in a lifetime, and not one time more
Fate takes hold, luck is lent
From out of the blue, a miracle occurs
Hearts reunite, Together Again

She greets him with a smile
A sparkle in her eyes
For his love, she'd run for miles
To try this thing called love, just one time

Gazing at her beauty, he feels her in heart
Remembering those nights, with her, in his dreams
And how he felt at this whole love's start
Where they'd be one forever, to him, oh how it seemed

Well this girl's name was Katie, and his Steve
And oh how tears were shed, by them both, when they were forced to leave
But in the past that was, so now he holds her hand
Two angels together, forever they'll stand

Once in a lifetime, and not one time more
Fate takes hold, luck is lent
From out of the blue, a miracle occurs
Hearts reunite, Together Again

An old couple now, a lifetime of love
They've conquered all, risen together, above
Together, all the years, oh how they've spent
And to each other, all their love they have sent

Feeling each others hearts beating every morning
Through all the decades, all the happy years
Steve's heart though, one of these days, stopped without warning
And Katie's wrinkled face, moistened with tears

How could Katie live now, without her beloved by her side
Knowing that beside her, his heart slowly died?
She dreams every night now, just as he did before, of heaven
Where they'll be Together Again

Once in a lifetime, and not one time more
Fate takes hold, luck is lent
From out of the blue, a miracle occurs
Hearts reunite, Together Again


Details | Lyric | |

Blackbird

life flies, so quickly away
As I sit and watch from an old window
Where I love to play

So fast, in your dreams you go
In the evening hours, by the old window
What do you want to know?

A child’s cry, breaks the silent hours
The beginning of new life, at a new window
Where a new soul grows

Bright lights flash into your quiet dream
From distant stars, through the old window
Where their reflection screams

I sit by my own old heart
And dream it flies, out the old window
Landing safely into its own shadow

love flies so fast away
on this frozen day, by the old window
love warms my heart today

A blackbird cries, as it tries to fly
where I see her try, by the old window
And I feel her cry

Weather beating wings falling open wide
A shivering heart eyes like an old window
In the frozen snow

I know she will have her day
As I watch her fly away thru the old window
Where we love to play


written 04/02/2012  by: cynthiaFerguson


Details | Imagism | |

Words on strike

Words on strike/ 
Words on strike/
Overcrowded words on strike/ 
Like a swarm of bees/ 
Words group hug to fish-hook the parliament’s mind/
Holding placards on the entrance written/
“I Don’t Know Yet Is Time Delayer"/
Don't waist time is the spirit words hold on to/

Zapiro a hero speaking in cartoon spray paint lingo/ 
Vocabulary disguised in animated expressions/
Words high-pitched on greyhound bus walls screaming small four five’s pay E-tolls/ 
Heavenly transport is sinfully packed with idioms/ 

No word will make it to paradise friend/ 
Jailed metaphors rely on words for parole/
On silent, words blink plan of action links/
Camouflaged in rhythms, words shoot spoken bullets/

Boneheads puzzled vernacular is spoken in head scratching styles/
Scrambling scrap-yards stored with irritated reverberated placards/
“I Don’t Know Yet Is Time Delayer"/
Rapture anticipating concession/ 

Echoes of word’s footsteps in tears for the motherland vibrated/
The government is cutting us like beards/
I don’t know yet is time delayer/
My poetry deep you don't know it yet/
Until my words go on strike/



Details | Senryu | |

pirates on the sea

~*~ PIRATES ON THE SEA CAPTAIN MORGAN, LIFE, LOVE LOOT A BOTTLE OF RUM ~*~


Details | Couplet | |

The Boy Pilot-

Reporters waiting at the blocked off air- strip,
to get photos of the boy wonder at the end of his trip.
Around the world in his hot air balloon,
from Anchorage to Cameroon.
Picking up treasures from every land,
grizzly bear claws, and feathered bands.
The air ship lands while the crowd cheers,
The door opens , and the boy pilot nears.
“Will you make a statement?”, they want to know,
“What have you seen , and where did you go?”
I travelled wherever the wind blew me to,
met people , went places, that I never knew.
So, I have many tales to tell ,
of the wonders I have seen,
many stories to be written,
And I am but fifteen.


Details | Light Poetry | |

COMMIT A CRIME YOUR MINE

stay cool not a fool
kept this in mine
i watch you all the time
COMMIT A CRIME 
YOUR MINE


Details | Free verse | |

Gypsy Heart

I have a Gypsy Heart
from here to there I go.
I live for adventure.

Day by day,
I never know where I will go.
Just know I will always,
follow my gypsy heart.
It takes me to all the places 
I will go, to and fro.

And I carry each and everyone of you 
in my Gypsy Heart where ever I will go.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Chalice of Courage pt3

“You walked many miles,
Climbed this mountain
To confront me,
A dragon with the reputation
Of being fierce!
All to possess a so called
Chalice of Courge.
By doing all that you have done
You proved that you already possess
The courage you seek.”

The dragon smiled once more
As he saw understanding 
Washed over Leonid’s face,
But soon followed sadness
And disappointment.

“Do not ever regret this journey.
This journey was not to acquire a chalice,
This journey was to unblock
The spring of courage
That resides in you,”
Said the dragon.

“This spring will never grow dry
Unlike this chalice.
This spring is natural
And there will never be any side effects,
And one day, this spring
Will become a strong river.”
These words made Leonid stand a bit taller.

As it had turned dark,
The dragon allowed Leonid
To stay the night
As the journey down
Would be dangerous in the dark.

The dragon and the young man
Talked most of the night
And it was quite late
When they both fell asleep.

The next day,
After they said their good byes,
And as Leonid was about to leave the cave,
He turned back to the dragon.

“Dragon, even though
I could not drink from the chalice,
May I, at least, see in it?”
Asked Leonid, timidly.

Understanding how curiosity
Can gnaw at a person’s soul,
The dragon tipped the chalice
Low enough for Leonid to see in it.

The Chalice of Courage 
Was empty.

“Sometimes, we need something
To aim for,
For us to take the journey
We need to take,
Even if that something
Is nothing at all,”
The dragon said.

Leonid nodded and left the cave.
He made his way down
The mountain safely
And when asked,
He said he had drunk
From the Chalice of Courage.

Leonid had gone on
To becoming a great warrior,
And only to those closest to him,
He would tell the true story
Of The Chalice of Courage.


Details | Lyric | |

Wings

Wings of Fire, Wings of Desire
I want to fly, Fly Higher.
I want to go and touch the Stars,
No matter, how much far they are.
 
Wings of Fire, Wings of Desire
I want to fly, Fly Higher.
I want to go and touch the Moon,
This dream will come true soon.
 
Wings of Fire, Wings of Desire
I want to fly, Fly Higher.
I want to fly through rivers and hills
 To touch the clouds and feel the thrill.
 
Wings of Fire, Wings of Desire
I want to fly, Fly Higher
I want to go through the trees,
I want to go and race with the Breeze.
I want to go down and touch the sea,
To quench my thirst and feel the peace.
 
Wings of Fire, Wings of Desire
I want to fly, Fly Higher.


Details | Ballad | |

Let There Be Sunlight

“Let There Be Sunlight”

What happened to my world.
Everything is gone now.
Step by step, down into darkness.
Away from clouds, water, sky.
From all that lives and thrives.
From that which fed me,
now I am served up poison.

My spirit is offended
I mourn.  Too much.  Too much.

Doing every possible thing
to keep eyes open, mind sharp.
Protect myself again.
Hold myself sacred.
No matter the insult to my dignity.
My intelligence will go down with me, I’m afraid.
I’m trying so Very Hard.

Let there be sunlight at dawn
and I’ll count the stars
If only I could touch compassion again.
True and pure.  Will I be able?
I will lovingly share all that I possess
Let me live in That World again
for it is a holy place and is
that from which I was born.
So shall I take up a pen and paper
til the day I can longer write words…


Details | Lyric | |

Album of Hearts

Gray and abysmal are her days
Each moment a faded dark haze
Consumed in her fairy tale dream
Her prince never came it would seem 
Venturing she thought it were fate
A new destination, clean slate

Then within a breath of meeting
And an awkward funny greeting
She was cast under a love spell
Too embarrassed to ever tell
How easily the lyrics came 
Now that he set her heart inflame

Listen to the keys dance along 
Oh how melodic is their song
Listen to the strings strum along
Oh the harmony of their song
In perfect tune with emotion
Played with pure, loving, devotion
Two separate songs bound as one
The album of hearts has begun

Her fantasy life broken down
Soon after arriving in town
Energized to attain her goals
Pondering after long night strolls
Rejuvenated was her heart
As though life had begun to start

A story begins to unfold
Yet their feelings remained untold
Curiosity starts to bloom
Her soul slowly consumed in gloom
Hoping for answers of desire
She burned with his internal fire

Listen to the keys dance along 
Oh how melodic is their song
Listen to the strings strum along
Oh the harmony of their song
In perfect tune with emotion
Played with pure, loving, devotion
Two separate songs bound as one
The album of hearts has begun

The album of hearts has begun
Two separate songs bound as one
And somehow they already knew
Without them saying “I love you”


Details | Free verse | |

Affliction

The darkness of light impossible to see the pain and the lies always damaging you reach and get burned not understanding this is my disease nature of the beast Suddenly my light is taken away my darkness was revealed taking me as slave when all I ever wanted was for someone to say please stop, for me or enter an early grave Now face to face with all of my demons how can I fight them if I don't want to beat them until the reason arrives, then I shine a little at first but that small thing, is mine The den of ten thieves come up with a plan a whole set of new lies that every single man cannot resist believing it's seeming to be that a horrific ending is just what I need Then all of the sudden my small shine swallows time and with that virtue my face comes to life I would never hurt you please, know this to be yet no one believes me this curse grows like a tree I hate my helpless fate why can't I make a new life for me that no one can take why can't I escape a prison not for me for years I accept this tired sense of defeat The small shine barely intact, inside until Saint Anger starts to burn me, alive I find I'm set off by my wrong, senseless self until I am talking to no one, in Hell So I pick up my pen power to create a new world for me where I design my escape in my invisible state the Devil don't notice that one of his children is no longer hopeless I stop all my madness by power of pen for years my sword drew nothing but sin the yin and the yang both helped me to find that I'm no longer afflicted when darkness lights my bright shine.


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BY MY LORD

I know, you do know, 
I love you. 
But I'm sure, God knows
I love you. 
I swear, by my only Lord.
The only, like my love to you. 
You're my love.
Remain deep in my heart. 
I love my love. 
I swear, by the Lord, and my God.
I love you 
I love you
I love you
So much!


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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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The Rope of Hope

Ain't it strange...
That I attach to you...like a troublesome sore
Do you find it odd...
That I truly love you to the core

But it's true...I can get a little insane at times...when I'm in a certain phase
Sorry to say, but get used to my crazy, psychotic nature...or leave me to rot...
But it ain't no surprise that we all aren't normal and we all are peculiar in our own bizarre ways
Sorry to burst your bubble, but haha, yeah...I've been causing mischief and what not

You untied me from my utter demise...
And you drowned away my thoughts that spread lies
In my head...making it spin madly
Like a Mary-go-round...

But it's true...I can get a little insane at times...when I'm in a certain phase
Sorry to say, but get used to my crazy, psychotic nature...or leave me to spoil and rot....

Don't be afraid, baby
It's only in your mind...
Anxiety is brewing in your blood
And I can't seem to hold on to the rope of hope

But it ain't no surprise that we all aren't normal and we all are peculiar in our own bizarre ways
Sorry to burst your bubble, but haha, yeah...I've been causing trouble and what not

Time is ticking like a bomb about to blow up into smoke and flame
It alarms to say this, but how DARE you waste my valuable time
Time is ringing like a church bell chime...it's your time to say goodbye and it's my time to forget your name
It's alarming to hear broken records of memory replay in my head...it's almost crime

Thinking of you is wonderful and sublime

But it's true...I can get a little insane at times...when I'm in a certain phase
Sorry to say, but get used to my crazy, psychotic nature...or untie me from this tight knot

You made the decision to untie me from my utter demise...
And you drowned away my thoughts that spread lies
In my head...making it spin madly
Like a Mary-go-round...


Details | Epithalamium | |

The Soul Shatters

The soul shatters upon death. Sentience fractures into a million variables that swirl chaotically into piercing eyes that melt into the color sadness, spinning into galaxies that shrink to the size of ants and you twirl in a blender of being for eternities until finally, at long last, something sticks. Perhaps it may be as simple as a strand of hair, nonetheless all possibility spins around it, flashing contradictions of rainbow transparencies, empty solids and polka dotted space, continuing until a second hair joins the first, clutching to the nothingness and refusing to move. Soon thousands of hairs arrive and synchronize above a scalp unto a face, torso, limbs… materializing ever faster… and at once you are born. And just as the memory of your trial and error experiments and prior life evaporate, you embrace the arms of a stranger, gazing into her eyes, hung between this world and the next… sobbing in a fit of omniscience, in awe of your hard earned shape.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/15/2013


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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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The Freaks Come Out At Night

Written December 29, 2013


You don't see me
You see her silhouetted by the vapor
My hands all over
She's an introverted now and later

You can build a wall
Before you fall
But I'd give up
When the wall will fall
I'll be waiting here
Plein de plaisir

In your snatch fits pleasure
Broom-shaped pleasure, even better
Like politicians
Spilling oil on the wonderland

The sun will fall
The moon will rise, the freaks come out at night
Native tongues and foreign lands
Leave me handcuffed to the night stand

You can build a wall
Before you fall
But I'd give up
When the wall will fall
I'll be waiting here
Plein de plaisir


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a quiet freedom

Have you ever found yourself....
in a place you didn’t understand.
That had nothing to do with
your “real” life?

Then, memories rush back.
Ahh, everyone’s gone now
either from this earth
or they didn’t want to follow me

Through more of my trials and tribulations
or more mood swings and blood
I guess the life of a Manic Depressive
takes a different road than most.

Dramatic, unexpected choices
that threatened friend’s own marriages
“She’s so bold as to leave her husband for love”
and then it actually worked out

“Now she’s in Seattle”
“Wow, she just left her kids”
Assumptions were consistently made
with no grounds whatsoever

They didn’t know
that I was so vulnerable, I allowed myself to be Placed here.
and that I was so stuck, I couldn’t get myself out.
My heart ached, yet nobody asked me.  Nobody knew.

It’s time to go now.
My window of opportunity.
As vulnerable as ever,
But more desperately needing....

I want Me again
with choices
needing to know it’s still possible
to be out from under and be free.  For once.  
Nobody knew .  But I did.


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Gardenias


The heady scent that summer evening 
glorified a lady much adored; 
musky premonitions of an unrequited love, 
a passion much too deep to be ignored. 

All-consuming frenzy, reason did not rule 
his fevered mind. She had said, 'no more!' 
yet he can't accept her condemnation, won't endure 
a heartache that would cut him to the core. 

Another man vied for her favours, 
she answered in kind with a vow 
to be faithful for evermore, sealed with a kiss, 
what obstructions would hamper her now? 

The two men met at dawn with pistols drawn, 
back to back they readied for the fray, 
their seconds stood at hand to ensure a fair result, 
one man would lose his life that fateful day. 

Gardenias fill the air with the fragrance of desire; 
two men at odds, emotions frayed, yet resolute. 
Two shots resound through early morning light, 
one man lies dead, the other's hopes are moot. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Plans

My eyes look through my head and heart,
They are so scared and plead to part,
Though I should see for them,
Lead a life where love will stem,
We'll travel to Falmouth shore,
She'll smash my inner alarm from snore,
Eat butties on the beach, 
And let my heart peach,
Drink tea by the sea,
And let my eyes look above the clearest spring skies,
And minutes and moments and silence go by,
Our happiness heard in soft glad sigh,

Bleach blonde war paint on girls days away,
Yours is fair and flowing and as long as this day,
I never felt to feel somebody,
I take today and name it,
To humanise old wasted days,
Dark and numb like the empty church bell ring,
Hyms of hope but no followers to sing,
The street and people and life's unsteady pulse,
Makes our bodies due to convulse,
Makes the the brain so tense,
O future, o it's suspense...

Lay my hands on sweet summer,
Make me happy,
Away for good,
To find happiness and love as all should,
Syphen the bad from my head,
Let the fear peel and shed,
Let my eyes look through her heart, please now instead, instead 


Details | Ballad | |

The Sea-Farers And The Sea

Flow! Flow! Flow!
Thou sea of silence
Carrying friends and foes
Alike.
The gentle sounds of 
Waves lapping thru the
Evening like a moving
Mountain.
 Blow! Blow! Blow!
Thou east wind,thy 
Tender hands caress our 
Gliding bark as we break 
Into the warm waters.
Look! The sun gazes at 
These sea-farers whose 
Quest we know not.
Far beyound the horizon
Lies treasures of untold 
Measures.


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part III

An azure ocean
Displaced by mighty blackness
The horizon dies


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Yellowstone

Abundance of life
Water-fire-breathers
Home to extinction


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Innocent Are They Still

I saw this little girl at the very first time 
playing innocently with her playmates so fine 
she doesn't care even her undy is too lousy
she goes on and play around recklessly
as innocently and nosy! 

Hearing a striptease rap 
she quickly dance in snap
with it's beat, she seem no shame 
wiggling her body in it's beat, release
following the steps on the video, she tease.

One day, she joined a game with this 10 year old boy 
doctor-nurse game, they have fun doing it, oh, boy
'till they found out this foul play
doing like adults' foreplay 
why, they have thought this way? 

They were caught doing the "deed"
innocent minds suddenly disappeared 
lust seen on their face, are erased, 
when someone saw them at this sinful deed
so alarming indeed! 

Are these kids innocent still? 
kids that are roaming on streets and to neighbor's place? 
Are they the one to be blame by these acts? 
Who would be blamed for these uncommon sight and misconducts? 
Kids of today, INNOCENT ARE THEY STILL? 

(This case is reported to me yesterday by one of my neighbor.) 

Inner Whispers


Details | Light Poetry | |

a womans cry

Dynasties of radiance splash into a womans swimming pool of excellence a womans cry transforms failures into triumph, should i feel agony & defeat for the lost bondage of our love, does a womans cry begin to symbolize the sacred feelings hiding inside the belly of a mans lies, a queen at the throne was promised, i bear children in the midst of our fight for survival do you dare assassinate my worth, my conscious is a relentless drum at the mercy of ones entertaining commands listen to a womans cry, how do i remain steady when even i question my character, is it wrong to look towards the heavens seeking pity for not being your lone constant treasure, such a life grows deeper as i sleep but find not an eye full of rest, my heart is but a mere myth who will hear a woman cry, weary i crawl for the weight of your misfortunes too great to shield, my place as a mother weakend by your arrows of discretions, spare me of your tough ridges, rid me of your chaotic demanor, heal my wounded but not broken spirit from your barbariac abuse, sooth my emotions for empty i remain a womans cry


Details | Ballade | |

crazy and young

CRAZY AND YOUNG
Born in a century where the humans are taking over
Born in a country where the power is the way
In these times of my youth things have gone crazy
The dogs bark like the roar of the lion
The music has no meaning anymore; Soccer is the best occupation
Diplomatists are nothing compare to golfers
Doctor are no long given respect but thugs
I live in a generation were alcohol is a drink of life
Young but old physically as labour of sleepless nights take its toil
I live watching around if this is stylish
Why is my youth times not as fun as my father used to say his!
Where will I live if I too don’t engage to their activities too?
But why was I born to this generation, isn’t those who are 
An lighten suppose to be with the some brains, maybe If I too
Was born in the generation of Newton I too would have developed 
A theory of my own too, Mendel would have been my friend 
We would have seen many genes that have mutated in me
Einstein would have shown me the equation of love
This generation of mine has only invented how to get a girl and a boy.


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


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Pilot me

Pilot me…

When I your vessel, get tossed about in the viral sea,
Pilot me,
When my course has strayed and my bearing unsure
Pilot me,
When the clouds have gathered and the waves come rushing in,
Pilot me,
When my fears overtake me and I cling to the wheel,
Pilot me,
When the sun is shining and pleasant shores abound,
Pilot me,
For as in the light, as well the darkness, 
I will always and ever still need Thee,
To pilot me..


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Under

He crouched among the ‘noble’ men Of so much worth they were much to him As seas carry creatures, he carries hope within How much longer must he wait for them, then- To let him in? A beam of a smile appeared on his face They spoke of beautiful women, in dance and grace Their laughter fed his soul like water quenching fire His confidence low, yet high his most wanted Desire The chatter was of an upcoming banquet With well-dressed lovelies, their speech eloquent Hearts swollen with wine and merriment He longed to live among them With resentment Eyes never glanced his way, he hoped to find A gleam coming to meet him eye to eye And as they spoke with anxious humor, There came over the youth a sudden Tremor He was ready to make himself known In beggar’s clothes he would have shown That he can speak as eloquent as any And that the smallest bodies of waters Are plenty The ‘noble’ men continued their vibrant chat Without a thought of the boy, not e’en a glance When suddenly the youth sprung up, ignited “My friends, I too—I too Am excited!” There was a pause in the chilly air Some men laughed but the host merely stared The beggar man smiled and bowed so nobly They would have never suspected a man of his tongue As lowly The smile disappeared as they continued to jeer And the boy was overtaken with inferior fear At last the host said, “Good man, I am glad you are excited, But do tell me—er...were you ever Invited?” His head went down the kindhearted floor He could not take the unfeeling eyes on him anymore Pained to the marrow of his bones, he shook his head He was never invited, he was never Well fed He ran away with tears in his youthful eyes It is sad how quickly one’s hope can die And all that night no hope remained but hunger, Leaving him driven to survive, not above But under


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Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


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World of a Maze

on cloud nine it seems gravity pulls me back down to the moon’s sunbeams the magnitude forcing a frown there’s a certain purpose for the trial knowing somewhere down the line there’s a real trail but even thinking of trying is a fail a nervous wreck in the midst of space oxygen flows, but it’s out of trace hypnotic doubt overwhelms the soul that sort of mechanical happiness is taking its toll and the fumes of assumptions consume me like the brain is loading its function rhymes a wreck down the railroad of chaos high on sadness the eyes droop some sort of animal-human cross meshed in this never-ending lump of goop philosophic gamma rays pierce the x-ray visions pass—the eyes dull gray disheartened generations gaze in a lightening phase struck eternally in this world of a maze fashion me on high and I swear I will end up down below where the moon-struck sun beats down and says goodbye to the smile of our darkest foe


Details | Free verse | |

To a love ill never let go of, sorry

you whispered sweet doubts into my ears
but i was so blind to acknowledge the fears
ill never regret how i felt for you 
but you seem so far gone, i don't know what to do

i only did what i thought was right
but i guess i lost all fear and extinguished the light

Bay, i wish i never left 
but its to late to take it back

Bay, i wish i had some sort of sign
to know your OK

i have this horrible habit of making a mess of things
you might think it funny
but i jump when the phone rings

i hope you dont blame me for what happened 
but then again it must have been my fault
im sorry

i guess all those times i apologized were in advance
for the heartbreak that i probably brought down upon you
bay, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry if you ever read this
you'll finally understand the way i still feel about you 

nobody ever said it was easy 
but nobody ever said i would fall this hard

i miss you 

im sorry
im sorry 
im sorry 
im sorry
im sorry

please bay, im sorry 
please bay 



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Survival Of The Fittest

Dropped out of school
At an early age
Lived on the streets 
Because, I disgusted my mother
She thought I was a poor example
Of true Christian beliefs
At an early age 
She religiously drummed into me
‘blood is thicker than water’
And yet, 
Here I am today confused, lonely and hungry
No one protecting me
No friends
No family
No home to go too
Just, peoples eye for an eye,
tooth for a tooth mentality
Praying for the sun to shine
To feel some warmth again!
Sun rays of hope, lighting me up
To live through this darkness without fear
With a heart full of faith
No matter what happens to me, now!
If only I could drink my salty tears
It would sustain me for a lifetime
Your tears are worth nothing, around here
You’re classed as weak and venerable
Only attracting death
Your life worth nothing!
Save me from myself
I am my best friend
I am my worst enemy
My prayers and dreams
Lost in the wind
Blowing around like autumn leaves
The rain washing them away
Down the drain into the sewage
Rolling with the seasons
Year after year
Survival for the fittest!
Surviving on the love
Hidden, inside me
Being my strength and guide
My personal lifeline
In surviving this crazy world 
We all live in


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WRITE SOME TODAY

Make writing as a habit and addiction
Not just a hobby
Indeed you can gather more stories of your life 
By simply writing it every day
When time passes by 
Your stories would become something valuable 
Than pieces of diamond
Remember everything comes from nothing 
That later became something. 
So don’t forget to write – 
Don’t forget to write some today!





Saturday, 16 March 2013, 8:49AM
Sandakan Nature City, Sabah, Malaysia
The poem is a reminder to us that writing everyday is important
Let Us All Save Peace. Ilyimy. Layag Sug!


Details | Free verse | |

Beyond Perception and Imagination

Today we view the sky,
going upon the idea of reality
and the veil of imagination,
Today we view the sky.

We dont wish, we dont dream,
we dont take a look upon the clouds,
but amongst the truth,
We dont wish, we dont dream.

I see what I am
amongst the skies I view,
they hold an essense used so that
I see what I am.

I take upon this elixer,
indulge myself in truth,
discover the white in all colors as
I take upon this elixer.

I know of you and I,
of boys and girls who want to dream,
of men and women meant for truth,
I know of you and I.

I wait with the sky
for the realization
from the world that I am right about the truth,
I wait with the sky.


Details | Free verse | |

The Garden

The night air is cool and collective,
Running through my hair and face.
Even when I’m with people, I feel alone
In this cold blooded space.

It’s like walking through a garden
Of all your favorite foods,
But none of which can substantiate
For that one so special mood…

That mood, 
that beautiful frame of mind.  
I only go there with you,
And only you can make it unwind.

I discovered a passion unlike any other
And in my finding I opened a world,
A world I did not know existed.
I’m on cloud nine every time I think of you,
Just the thought of you brings joy to my heart.

This garden holds many beautiful things
Many delightful pleasures,
Many cold nights,
Warm nights,
Difficult frights,
Ecstatic times and unsystematic times!

But they mean nothing to me,
While I’m alone…

Walk with me through this garden.


Details | Acrostic | |

Polyphagia on board

Polyphagia on board is forbidden and not welcome ---------- when 
Everybody knows that should we ran out of food ---------- crickets 
Probably will not feed us anyhow and most of us will ---------- cry 
Pensive about victuals whilst starving madly. No ---------- seamen
Ever should go through famine. That's why we must ---------- stop 
Relapsing into gluttony in this ship. I approve of ---------- yodeling.

Pepper spray is going to be one of the ---------- calamities 
Any glutton will endure as a punishment. Thus, ---------- every 
Real seafarer will chant these words now: ---------- "Bearded 
Captain wants no fressing within his ship! Yes, ---------- captain!
Every single gob will ration the food. Frugality is a ---------- must!
Lashes and pepper spray those who fail shall ---------- undergo!"


Details | ABC | |

Treasures of your soul


Life is Harsh, Life is good
Only the few of the proud 
Those men that stand for a great nation
Their life at the stake
So rough and sharp
Every day is another challenge 
For them and for all
Freedom we all hope
But sometimes feel lost
Never give up that spark 
Hope don’t give it up for a price 
And when I see these great men and woman
Risk their life for a single child lost
With guns all around and wars of hate
I feel blessed as my country truly stands brave
A child is a gift of new life and hope
As I see the children in their arms saved at last
Only then will I ever know true courage
This is a path we should always cherish and follow
When the flame burns out nothing is left but stay strong
So please don’t shed a tear I am right here
By your side always and forever  
Our country stands not alone, but as one
Heart filled with love

08-05-13


Poem for Treasures of Your soul contest
for Gail 




Details | Free verse | |

It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


Details | Couplet | |

papa last words

When papa wanted to pass on
Though only God knows the unknown

But papa this day spoke like he knows
It's time and he will soon go

Lying in the field with me by his side
'My son, listen my son' he breathed when he slid

Yet papa had his soul with him by then
'Don't lift me up, just find me paper and pen'

"We met and trade in this world
And so we'll live it" he scribbled


Details | Ballad | |

Anwnn

Coming from the misty lake Lough Leane
Came a beautiful maiden of the name of Niamh
Upon a mare, for she is not from the world of man
A seraphic princess from Anwnn
Upon the shores she claimed around his kin
"I have came for Oisin son of Finn"
"Maiden you come to me so alluringly 
I am he, if we marry for all eternity!"

And so he rode upon her horse to the secrets of Anwnn
For he and she, they'd be happy for all eternity 

Come with me to Anwnn
I am she, your queen Niamh
I have come for you Oisin, son of Finn
Don't leave me or you'll see 
The age of man
The age of man
The age of man


Details | Monorhyme | |

Yodas Warning

Wish I, future could not see.
Sad I am, for what will be.
Tell you, I won’t to any degree.
Days these are, troubling to me,
Heed time, bold be, resist plea.
Changes see I, you not be free.
Jedis’ wisdom, tells just to flee.
Too win one day, falter not thee.
Honesty must keep, fall not on knee.
Afraid be, before soul is esprit.
For granted, take all things, we.
In woods standing tall like tree,
Spreading our lives in hurry,
Flowing, care without, Waves Sea,
Beyond thyself, watch for tragedy.
For benevolent Jedi, mindful of evil be.


Details | Haiku | |

LET THAT LOVE FLOW

Let that love flow like a river
Never let it end like December
I need it yes it is mine


Details | Acrostic | |

1st of the Last Men

Naturally is all you have to say
Ay i wake up to get my pay
Tell it through and true
U know i cant go our looking blue
Riding fancy clothes and wearing fast cars
All I have to do is aim for the stars
Lie to me like they lie to you
Looks like your dream has come true
You kneel then pray to see another day

Naturally that would be the last line but the lie i was told cant stop me from writing. It actually makes me write more and i know how it is on the road, coming out of bathrooms stepping on toads. Your life is pure so what is next, answer your phone very important text. Step outside to get some air, hiding from the people you thought you knew but found new friends in an empty room. Tired and breathing with fire from your chest, the door opens and you see that you will always be running from things you ran from in the past. Be a stop sign, posted on all most every street to stop the cars coming your way and when they pass you can resume your day.


Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | Blank verse | |

Luton to the Cotswalds

London , holds all its stories of old
Tea time all day , tea with a cozy
Tea time held proper at 4pm.
Everyone stops , everyone awaits a pot.

Earl Grey to PG Tips 
Milk served with biscuits
tiny tea sandwiches 
with cucumbers and cream cheese 

From Luton to " the Cotwalds "
Always the same theme 

The different dialects are not important to us
We are fascinated by all the difference
We love the Beatles , and your red Bus.

what part of London you are from 
It really means nothing to the Yanks .

The East , to The south , The Northern , or West end
The fish and chips are delicious served in paper with Vinegar 
 Neapolitans with high tea , fresh cream , we Love Great Britain.  

  to be entered in " new contest "


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Difficult Trials -Part 2-

Turn the wheel
*******he sea...
Push aside the misery...
The abominable agony...
Endure this hardship...with me
Fight off the tears and let us roam to sea
Don't make it hard for me
To determine the waters

We are the same kind
If you can be so KIND, let me show you your destiny -
To dwell with me in tranquility  

We will try to share our responsibilities...
Take turns and share our possibilities...

How have you been?
Sorry we have shut our ears
To your deafening cries
I'm turning the wheel for you
You're losing energy...be still - why are you so blue?

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

We will start anew
We will start on a fresh start
We will fulfill our dreams and make them come true
We'll brew away the sadness
I'm determined to eliminate
The distress... swallowing us like a tidal wave...
Behave, you wild childlike waters!! Behave!

Don't worry - we'll get rid of
The limited happiness
And make our heart pump with merriness
Don't be a magnet of depression stress

You'll experience a wonderful opportunity 
So you may feel  at one with
Our world full of possibilities
And eliminate those cruel, wretched words
That tore apart our responsibilities...
Our activities... our reveries... our possibilities...
That brought us back together

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


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Candlelit Fantasy

No words can describe what you do to me
You inject in me some sort of venom-like sweetness
Mind and body erase
Making room for feeling and admiration
On my side of thought, you merely despise me
You leave me in melancholy wonder
Melting me like a candle, I become so low
And burn all the more!
Because this wax in me is lathered in your substance
Sometimes I wonder if you are made of venom at all
Sometimes I bring myself to believe. . .
That you are sweet. . .
And you want me to enjoy it
Why I suffer so profusely I cannot tell
Why I allow myself to believe 
That I may love you
Only toughens my doubt of a shell
Perhaps I never loved you
Or perhaps I do more and more everyday
And the shell grows all the more fragile
I am low as can be in this room
This dreary, candlelit fantasy involving you
I age in a young body
Trapped in ancient pain
Wrapped in insipid, typical emotion
Bludgeoned with irrefutable doubt
Your very few words burn me
Melting me into nothing. . .
But when I am finally blown out
I have no choice but to harden

Sometimes I return tall
Other times I remain small
I wonder which one you prefer


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What Am I

My thought-to-be existence
has caused lots of explorations
around the world; from Americas
to Africa; from Africa to Asia........trekking,
sailing, and flying to where "celestial" maps
and oral traditional stories take them to.

Today, people are still searching for me
in science and magic, sometimes the seekers
becoming insane.

It is believed that whoever takes a sip of me,
becomes immortal like gods!

What Am I?


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The Badlands

The Badlands Can you see what they’re lookin’ at or Hear what they say? Maybe they’re stoppin’ to take time to pray. Could they know the ending is near? Fate may have brought them a measure of fear. We’ve followed them far and seen what they’ve done – And now we see them, here on the run. They don’t want to give up - It don’t seem likely they will. And the scene here around us Brings an ominous chill. They’ve rode these badlands Much longer than we - And they can observe things We never see. I can’t help but wonder what history will see, When this scene is painted by pure destiny. What if we hunted them as long as we did? Then, we became hunted by Butch and The Kid? Author’s Note: Based on the painting “Cowboys in the Badlands” By Thomas Eakins and entered in PSoup contest sponsored by Isaiah Zerbist 9/16/14


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The Voyager

 He ventured from out of the west
    In a small cabin amidships:
 Stole away in an unknown quest,
 Salty ocean brine wet on his lips

 In the concealment of dim twilight
    Neptune braced his trident,
 And offered safe passage in the night
 When stormy seas grew more violent

 Into locks and narrow canal tide
    Ocean to ocean Panama led:
 Two continents yonder either side,
"No turning back now" a voice said

 Starboard to port - stern to bow -
    The turbines below decks on:
 He'd be back someday, somehow,
 But alas, not for a long time gone

 Blinding rain cracked the dark sky,
    And heat of hurricane wind:
 Out from beyond shadows slip by
 In the playground of the dolphin

 Sped over vast nautical canyons
    Deep into southern latitudes:
 Lifeboat drills required all hands
 Lest we sail a sea of vicissitudes

 As a cool morning breeze rolled in
    He'd hear that droning hull:
 Feel the shift of the sea in motion
 And watch the Albatross and gull

 On his maiden voyage went he far
    Into the Tasman a sea rover:
 No longer shone the Northern Star
 But soon the journey would be over

 Natives in canoes off Tahiti - sellin'
    Beads and cloths finely sewn:
 Like Columbus, Cortez, and Magellan
 In foreign lands not unlike his own

"Last port of call" they shouted loud
    Down gangway's shiny gloss:
 Ahoy! Land of the Long White Cloud -
 Farewell good ship SS Southern Cross


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

From Port of Spain, Trinidad 
To Auckland, New Zealand: Dec 1968


July 1994


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Turn On The Love

Turn on the love to motivate me;
There's no energy on hand.
When work to be done is shadowed by rest,
Remember you were saved by a crucified man.


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Love is so hurting: Let the tears talk

In your face,
I show a dream,
In that lovely dream I show gorgeous face,
Wanted to capture you in my heart,
But the dream faded away.

The dream became reality,
When you failed to,
To understand,
What really I thought of you,
Can’t tell how painful it is.

Pain is hurting me,
I am working but thinking,
I am walking but thinking,
I am talking but thinking,
Only of you, please do not do this to me.

Still in your face,
I see a dream,
In that hurting dream I still see your angel face,
Still wanting to capture you from that dream,
Just wish this time it doesn’t faded away.


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Of Ships and the Sea

 I have long loved sailing ships, and stories and movies about them. I have even spent a few months designing and making a couple of models to erect inside bottles. Fascinated with the subject, I empathize with the men who built them and the men who sailed in them. It was a tough life on the sea, but with great craft and skill ships that could ply the waves were built and our world discovered as a result.

Sing me a song of fine old ships,
Of fine old ships and the sea,
With hulls that ply the rolling waves
Like a claymore flying free;
And bulkheads that can bear the strain
All built of wood and steel,
That rise up like a cathedral
From a massive bolted keel.
 
Sing me a song of hardy men,
Who toil in the shipwright’s trade,
Who bend their backs from dawn ’till dusk
By whom these ships are made.
For months on end with saws and nails,
With red hot bolts and steel,
They build a ship from bilge to deck
On a massive bolted keel.
 
Sing me a song of men that sail
In ships on the seven seas,
Who ride the waves in storm and gale
And laugh with the ocean’s breeze;
Who man the decks in rain or shine
In ships of wood and steel,
With hulls that rise like a great church roof
From a massive bolted keel.
 
From massive bolted keels they rise,
These ships of wood and steel,
Built by men who toil all day,
With muscle, sweat and zeal.
Built with the shipwright’s craft and skill
For the lads who sail the seas,
Who ply the foam in a hull for home,
And laugh with the ocean’s breeze. 


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soul dance

spinning round and round till i fly up
and hit ground
turning into sea
pleasing me
i grab the bass fish gliding past
free
i dive into the eyes of the brown green scales
head first never fails
in the soul of the beast i sit 
bare
my locks float around the fish shell
his hearts beat started to move me
onto my feet
bend my knees
shake my hips
rattle my brain
clap my hands
the soul of the fish is where i spend the rest of my plans


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The Wedding

                                        This is no dream,this is no fantasy
                                        Come here my beautiful one and stand by me
                                        I'll always love you and do my best
                                        then let God take over,he'll do the rest

                                        So beautiful as I watch you 
                                        stroll gracefully down the Isle
                                        The thought of us together
                                        oh I can't help but smile

                                        Anxiously waiting the moment
                                        when you become my wife
                                        to cherish you for always
                                        for the rest of my life.

                                       This is no dream,this is no fantasy 
                                       Come here my beautiful one and stand by me
                                       For I've known since the beginning of our time
                                       that you were the one that he had in mind

                                       Today I am so happy
                                       for what god has given to me
                                       to have and to hold to honor and obey
                                       for all eternity 

                                       This is no dream,this is no fantasy
                                       come here my beautiful one and stand by me
                                       I'll always love you and do my best
                                       then let God take over,he'll do the rest

                                       This is no dream,this is no fantasy
                                        come here my beautiful one and stand by me
                                        For I've known since the beginning of our time
                                        that you were the one that he had in mind


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Good Change Coming

Written October 7, 2012


My soul burns inside
And it comes comes out to hide
When its so shocked to hear
That the darkness is here

Would you believe in the words that I say
Even if they aren't diamonds and pearls
With a paper in front and a pen in my hand
I just want to change the world

Is it too much to ask
Too abstract to grasp
This idea that's been running
I promise there's good change coming

With a bullet and a gun
You'll get any man to run
But it takes diplomacy
To get a real man to see

Would you believe in the words that I say
Even if they aren't diamonds and pearls
With a paper in front and a pen in my hand
I could really change the world

Is it too hard to be
The man I want to see
When I look in the mirror
Lord I pray it was clearer

With a permanent marker
I color in darker
The world that I see
Ain't what it should be

Would you believe in the words that I say
Even if they aren't diamonds and pearls
With a paper in front and a pen in my hand
I am going to change the world


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Journey to Unwind

Written September 28, 2013


On a winter's day 
On a chilly morn'
I'll be mourning	
The loss of a love once lost 
The loss of a love once buried in the frost
At the behest of an angel
She'll come around at last
When the dinner bell rings
We'll walk along and sing
Songs of ancient writings
Found written on the walls
Of spiritual surroundings
Dancing in my mind
Swinging to the pendulum of time
To make her what was mine
Before the sound came crashing down
Like chandeliers of persistence
Glistening brightly in reflections
Of crystal on the table
Clinging glasses to a toast
For lovers entangled evermore
On majestic misty mountains
Where snow cascades down the countryside
Until it's reached the ocean floor
Where salmon swim upstream
To the tune of our dreams
While embryonic journeys
Pass through the corded ever after
To dream of light and day
While the children beat their drums
To the tambourine in time	
While the father's watch unwinds
And the son is in the closet	
Strumming songs with Jane 
While the mother presses cotton
The daughter recites her magnum opus
To animals in repose	
Upon her bedroom floor
She speaks in tongues long gone	
Like a kiss from a rose
And then she's gone
To dream with the ancients until dawn


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Arcanum Bride

She came to me - becharming was an' fair; 
resound of church bells call - remote Sunday; 
angelical her face in streams of air; 
she fled into my nothingness of gray..

She fled towards the gray - transformed to drops; 
above the fields accepted were her clouds; 
Amid the dusky shadows of tree tops, 
Imparted lives, my aloneness' Styx shrouds; 

Lone arbiter of my arcanum bride, 
my sentiments ascended - to orbit, 
a quilt of nimbus covered me and cried, 
my life became a flight - winds' chorded ambit! 

She stared at me from yonder stills, merry; 
Unreal she reached my soul but was lifeless; 
The trumps of Angels played in notes airy, 
her bridal offered pure affableness; 

In Acheronian lakes I loved her gleam; 
her thousand tears of rain, arcanum song; 
she fled above the cumulus to deem, 
and crown noctilucent my waxed lifelong.

© 02-16-2012, G. V., All Rights Reserved

(The poem is composed in Iambic tetrameter form.
The Iambic pentameter form is closer to it, as a substitute.)


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A Blue Boy's Death Wish

A fragile mind breaks 
Wake upon the rock laden shores
A muffled heart begs to echo
Whispers lost among a velvet chamber

Dusk comes premature time and again
Dropping the curtain on an optimistic sunrise
If you never witness dawn
There is no tomorrow

Always the dreamer aches
Never awake to make real what he desires
The restless corpse walks blind
Dead ends seem fitting for one of the kind

Lost in the labyrinth of strangling vines
Love is the motive and the weapon
Taking root in throats dry from weeping
Sprouts of amnesia in place of smiles
A garden called heartbreak holds onlookers captive
The comfort takes hold, sets in the bones weary of searching
A plea for rest lands on deaf ears

The hollow boy tires of himself
The last request he will ever make
"End me"
Lost and tired
He wishes to be weak no more


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


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COME FLY WITH US

    COME FLY WITH US
We need you to get on them airplanes
and fly.
Come fly with us
come fly lets fly today.
Fly to Dizzyland.
Fly to New Yolk and spend money.,
You are safe
we have US Sky Marshalls
in our airplanes
and the Stewardass's know karati, kung fu, jui jitsui
and artificial percperation.
If nothing else works,
our generals have permission to
shoot airplanes down.
Come fly today. 
And if the fighter pilot
misses his shot,
we gots a few
drones.
We gots big drones n itty bitty drones
high flyin drones and hop skotchin drones
We gots heat seekin drones
and winndow peekin drones.
Andy of our drones
can blow anything
out'n the sky.
See y'all is safe.
Come fly with us today.
Come fly today.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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BOOK: MY PERSONAL TALK

So people would love to read
Because if it’s easy read
It’s a loving read
Like a novel but history
That’s why simply
Like a novel but personal story
It’s the key to getting the audience say
Yes absolutely the right way
I am reading the books
So that’s the key to it
I will try to have a good book
And I wanted to make one note
The book is my personal talk



Friday, 15 March 2013, 11:50PM
Sandakan Nature City, Sabah, Malaysia


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Confession

The fox gnaws flaking muscle
From speechless rabbit, cold
In mind and body. Men shiver
As bodies dry, spat from river.

Rings of globes circle hands
Of the thoughtless, so beaten
From paths to be told of Him, 
Waiting until eyes grow dim.

Walking among us is plague,
Standing above us is but love,
These winds will claw our youth
While faith entraps this truth.

Winter comes but we survive,
Breath and bones, colonies thrive.


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How Will I

__A Holy Matrimony__

How will I say goodbye 
To this body,
This body that always
Feels my needs.
How will I detach myself
From this beauty,
This beauty that always
Put me in mind.
How will I pay this kindred,
This kindred that is always
By my side.
How will I tell the news
To this beauty,
This beauty that, 
'I am in love with her.'

How will I explain
Myself to mother
To mother that
I have found for her
A woman.
How will this new beauty
Not affect my relationship,
My cordial relationship with 
My mother.

Sure mother will receive 
This new beauty.
And if she does,
How won’t she,
This new beauty
Take my mum
From me.
Won’t there be grudge
Between me and my damsel.

Am I jealous or what?

I can't bid both goodbye.
My mum can say 'safe journey' to me
As I can say 'thank you' to her.
My fiancee will not want to hurt me
My mom won’t want to hurt my home
She will love my mom
For her benign character and love.
Together our families
(Mine and hers)
Will be united
As one big nation.
 






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Totem Pole

When I aim to please wholeheartedly,
The political scene still knows me.
It never tries to ignore me,
And never desires to fight for me.





©2014 Honestly JT


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Waterfall of Wonderfulness

Believe me...buddy: 
I've been through my ups and downs!
Stay strong, child of His!

I feel so sublime
Like a verse with cheery rhyme 
Yes – wonderful time!

I let out laughter
I squeal with childlike joy…and
A waterfall? Oh boy…

I chillax and breathe
In and out…calming my nerves
I’m a fearless man!

Thrilled, but terrified
You’re fine – all I have to do
Is go with the flow!

I drift on calmly
Fate’s drawing near, don’t worry!
Accept the challenge!

Ch-chilled to the bone
I’m about to lose control
I need self-control!

Relax, boy! Kick back 
Come on, man! Break a leg – hah! 
I can face my fears . . . 

I am colliding 
I’m letting go of my boat
Ooh, I am gliding!

I feel superb vibes, 
Crawlin’ up and down my spine
Wonderful feeling!

Listen up...buddy!
My heart has been pumped with glee
You heard my heartbeats?


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The Snow

Snow burdened the weary leaves,
Drooping in view of the shivered fence.
There I sat blushing my knuckles,
Uncertain of movement around this chair.

I remember the etching stone,
With silent squeaks,
That circled my brain.
Grievingly aware of departing clouds.

There I sat with no muscle,
To find with sight a consuming abyss.
Littered with glinting, white eyes;
Like a madness scatters nails.

And then dark oversee,
Dark, blackest light
Spat out my eyes...

Burn an old barrel.

Snow burdened these weary leaves,
And I surveyed the depth of the fence.
For now I may hang out my hands,
Sitting alone on this frozen park bench.


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The Infant Vulture

Perched in unfamiliar terrain
Drenched in an unforgiving milieu 
An infant vulture, lingered in pain
On the edge of a hill resisting the wind`s allure 

With no prior instinct, it treads 
Flapping its sporadic feathers
The strides it takes eradicate presumed threats
Its minute wings accelerate, while panic withers

Moving ever so further from the edge
A sense of pride provided a much needed surge 
With eyes firmly fixed on the safe pasture ahead
Victory! Was meet, imparting its winning urge

The jubilation bred self-reliance and stupendous thrill
The former weary eyes prowled 
Saw prey and killed
The innovative, un-vulture like infant was proud.

The effort…..the triumph…..the kill
The essence……the lesson…..instilled.


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Surviving A Teenage Soul

One of the most courageous things you can do is, identify yourself, know who you 
are, what you believe in, and where you want to go. 
I WILL NEVER BE THE SAME ! .. conflict builds character , but crisis defines it 
..and anything is possible as long as you keep the faith and never give up on 
hope! 
with the right attitude you'll always win and gain the strength and believe that 
you will make it. some differences are on the inside and others can sense them, 
but some are on the outside and another can see them! 
know we can survive, we may not think so, but we can. DONT me that old me , 
who want to give their life an end! may we fill guilty for what we think we did, or 
did not do? i guess so, but then again.. i dont even have a clue! she was only 14, 
and it felt so right, she thought they'd be together, for more then just a night! 
sometimes were trusted, loyal, faithful. yet beat up, bad and scorned, but 
between the role of adult and childhood, were ALL somewhere torn! 
so were gonna just live life, and DEFINITELY live it like its out last day, so let us 
keep on exploring and making mistakes, because we will find out way ! 
       
                                      Al'dayja Selby (A.T.S)


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Antiques Road Rage

        Antiques Road Rage

A country joy ride changed in a moment
An ancient old car, (older than me), takes me on 
A simple mission
To work on my English
The words didn’t come to address my anger
So I lifted my fossil like finger….at a gingerly pace….
Out the car window of my turtle-mobile
To communicate my feelings to a fool in the rear
Cutting me off, breaking the rules as he raced
And no signal!..... (What a disgrace!)
So I gave him mine
My middle finger…. (A friendly surprise)
He ranted and raged with colorful words
My car and I are obsolete antiques
No need to curse
We have our ways and know our worth


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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


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Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home 
Written by D. W. Breidenthal 

Where's my home sweet home?
Oh, have mercy on my soul oooh...x3
Can you hear me x4
Where's my home sweet home?
You are my cloud 7... Baby, you didn't quite make it to cloud nine yet
You were my haven I called my home sweet home
You lift me high above the clouds 
You make me suffocate with your passionate shrouds 
Oh, have mercy on my soul oooh...x3
Can you hear me x4
Where's my home sweet home?
You made me drink the love potion that made me drunk with your designating light
Your adrenalin is passed on to me now...yes, success to me...but those bad poisons will choke my heart out...and make me have a heartache 
Oh, have mercy on my soul oooh...x3
Can you hear me x4
Where's my home sweet home?
I don't like you for that x3
You rejected me and ignored my whispering, soft, delicate voice
That sang you lullabies every single night before you embraced silent slumber 
You have no consideration towards me...
Oh, have mercy on my soul oooh...x3
Can you hear me x4
Where's my home sweet home?
So, allow me to close the front door and find my way back home 
You have no hearts towards anybody
Where shall I roam? Am I left to roam on my own?
Where's my home sweet home?


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Yes or No

I was flattered by the letter
                      Mailed by this august sister
I was lured by those beautiful flowers
                     She sent to me in summer

Soon I welcomed her idea 
Of renting a new apartment
I blindly fall in love
Within a sinister engagement

I loved her when she grin
May be that's not a spell
I loved her to her toes
The meaning, I couldn't tell

She succeeded luring me far
And we both lived as one
Soon I noticed something
Every night she loved being alone

I was still madly in love
And so I couldn't say no
For love I reminded myself
Is about Yes or No

Many months of loneliness night
In the mood still alone
Until the next day we should see
And she would stand on her own.

And I would ask if she enjoyed her night
And she would tell me she did
And I would ask what about this night
And she would say is yours indeed

Three years of tolerance
No 'Mummy' or 'daddy' called
Of course, it was the same
When no land was ever tilled

Her beauty upon my face
A charm that drew me near
But she failed me when she resisted it
For more than three years

Families are there at home but I submitted to her brow
And we eloped far away from our roots
Now we landed north for more than a three
And no harvest since seeds she denied us to root
          
                     I can't face it any more
There is a need to tour
                     If she won't tell me her past
Then I have to act fast
                     I have to seize the day
And strategize a new way
                     Only her utterances will sway
What will be the next day


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Loving touch

Your hands are like sunshine that

warms the inner parts of my soul.



The rays warming my inner being,

keeps me thinking of how the colors

of the flowers are so vibrant and

powerful in  their activity.



As the flowers dance in a slight breeze,

the sun gives way to darkness and the night sky embraces the stars so numerous,



so shiny, so many.



As the night fades, the sun  warms the day,



The breeze picks up the flowers in a dance, and your hands warm my soul again,



with the rays from the suns warmth and the shadows of the colors show the love inside your touch.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

4-30-04



All poems are copyright!©


Details | Burlesque | |

Sad Sightings

today i saw what i feel what was real was not real neither was the idea. Brains shot down in the street like dogs because the veil is still worn on the face. No man know the time when it will all be real. You ever heard of people praying for worse days. As i sit in my maze wondering where the last step took the next, i begin to see that there is epoh some call it hope i see it as something else. i see it just like you saw that ferrari in your drive ways a few minutes ago. time flies so what does the past do? the future must not be too far from the present.  As the leaves fall from the tree, i sit and wonder if it will ever grow back.  now that i feel that im being watched, its time to return the stolen goods. people say take things to the grave, other leave it above. when i die all i need to do is just hold on because i know shortly i will be home. As you read the spaces between my words remember to fill up before you run out of gas in the worst place you dont wanna be with the night.....


Details | Free verse | |

needles and pins


I can’t survive without the rush of an impulsive swallow or an impersonal touch.

I’m fueled by the adrenaline I get solely through sex and drugs, driving while high and chasing danger.

Piercing my skin with needles and pins,

willing to feel the worst to feel anything


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 | Light Poetry | |

As I rise this day

As I rise this day,

thoughts of you go through my mind.


I thank you for another day,

I pray I can do things your way.



The winter is in full bloom Lord,

the chill in the air today is cutting

through the trees,

The branches are crisp and the sky is cloudy,

I pray the day is warmed by your touch,

Lord,I love you so much.


The day is beginning now,

help me to live a life today

that glorifys thy name.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


Details | Free verse | |

Maze

Poetry, 
An amusing grace that better
the spirit of the poet.

Poetry, 
Like boundless world, 
Amazes hearts and spirits.
No course have ever been so faithful
than the course of being a poet.

Tiring winds to catch
And soil to merge
Has always 
Risen my wit for pen.

My mother earth 
And her environs
Are proliferating notes
I behold.

Persistence urge 
To have a say
Is one instinct 
To my ventilated breath.

The feelings
To remain immortal
And have impact 
is another laudable loam.

Sincerely speaking,
poetry 
has been my chime.
It stays by me 
in the rain and in an odd dying state.

Poetry has won me many glory
It is still winning me some more.
Countless exalted barter
and consistent standing ovation.

What's more to say of poetry
Little will one wonder.

Well, it has become 
My gem, 
My sword,
My song 
and my soul.


Details | Haiku | |

Ocean And River Merge - Haiku

Ocean And River Merge - Haiku

two bodies soft, wet
exchange their fluids in storms
ocean, river, merge
 


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Silent Wave

A silent wave rushing inside my heart

Your hand leading me so far we won't depart

Your voice I heard in away that's taking me far

Into a silent wave rushing inside my heart.


Oh the thrill it was to hear

your voice so silent as I opened up to you

so wonderful this silent wave rushing inside my heart


I was searching for a answer to a question for so long

there it was a silent wave rushing inside my heart


Your voice Lord, in ways I never found

a silent whisper so very loud

inside my heart the silent wave replied

to me your love is so divine..


So when the shattered dreams are filling your mind

please please listen to the silent wave rushing inside your heart.


Written by:©Betty Bolden


Details | Rhyme | |

Repeat

This is a collaboration I had been working on with a friend a while back. We might change the title. Her name is Rebecca Larkin. She started the poem with the first line and from there we switched back and forth. Wrote it at the beginning of the year sometime; forgot to date it, oops! Anyway, enjoy! ------------------------------------ Like dust in the wind, we are doomed to repeat ourselves Mingling past with present, we collect on the grimy shelves Of past’s hard keep, falling on repeat We gain from the pain and strange bittersweet Taking in the reality-split dreams The etching pangs of truth bursting at the seams With every glistening drop of clarity We engorge on the reliefs of now—a rarity Thoughts pool in a sludge of black, gleaming like oiled silk Denials spread like fires; saturated, we bilk Pain and tragedy strike their resonating, dissonant chords A darkness and sadness we can only desperately afford Pain. . .strife. . .repetitious like a swinging pendulum Achingly perfected rhythms gainst the beating death drum Slivers of silvery hope shine through darkened clouds Only to be covered again in menacing, smoky shrouds Faith is left dying in a pit of despair As the rest of emotion looms helpless in the air. . . Nothing seems fulfilling anymore The replay button fools my mind and cuts me to the core Round and round it goes again like the jagged tick of a clock Striving for purpose—screaming for love to find the lock But only silence escapes, beneath the skin torn lips- nothing remains The aftermath of quietude aches, scraping against endless pains hope falls away into a deplorable state; waiting—hoping—for resurrection And the painful power of truth is forced to gaze at its reflection Questioning whatever has happened to faith and belief? And why are the cliffs of sorrow so steep? Like settling dust we merge our present with the past Leaving the future on the shelf—too empty—too vast Squandering the sand of time with nothing left, nothing left


Details | Quatrain | |

Alphabets Voyage

            Alphabets Voyage 

Just last week the alphabets walked off into the sky
Taking Saudi Arabia and China’s colloquial scripts along 
With pages, other fibrous substances in disguise, into the ages
Hiding white as ghosts on vast tracts of time 

Behind trees that once made them into paper
To tie the world together in education 
Alphabets climb through the stars to changes
Into the very core of white

Moving past Madagascar up and out past all the planets
Dropping a simple note behind, no one there to read it
It read, “Be back soon” but even those small words would leave   
Later, packing letters, each one placed inside a bag to go

Like spies, down to the very pulp of life, fictional or not
All journeyed, sojourned onward, lined like soldiers in a box 
Only white stayed pure as virgin armies on clean linens lines
Laid down on a slice of air there between the pages

Blank papers, blank books, blank looks, remained
Everything seemed fine up to the point
When pencil tips broke from wood and lead
Pens went dry, evaporated, fell down a well

The Press halted in mid air
Everything seemed right
Paper stayed white and mute as usual
Reading between the lines came easy as words took off

Thoughts lined up for moving to a brand new future
Executing freedoms one by one upon the hand of nature
Never to tell a story twice until it’s written on the stars
The soul was taken out of alphabets so they took off

Their voyage started here, a tiny world
Given proper paper context 
They could be anywhere by now
Walking on the sky or over atmospheres

Alphabets leave paper trails of white
For other worlds and cultures to absorb
Or something else we haven’t thought of 
But that’s alright


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part II

The Med between us
The gusts make me think of you
Storms... it’s just like home.


Details | Light Poetry | |

OFF THE GRID

Sometimes, somehow i am asking.. is the right time is now carry over cross the river chase your dream scream.. make it extreme there is nothing you cannot do if you had the courage get out of your cage get into the nature change for the future time to break the chain just think how to gain encourage people how to be as a whole a land to eternity everyone have integrity no partiality


Details | Narrative | |

FRUSTRATED

POETRY IS ALL ABOUT CREATIVITY AND THE FREEDOM TO EXPRESS WHAT IS 
ON YOUR MIND. IN OTHER WORDS, TO EXERCISE AND MAKE USE OF OUR
FIRST AMENDMENT. 
                              THE FREEDOM OF SPEECH

POETICALLY SPEAKING, TO BE ABLE TO SPILL INK ONTO A BLANK PAGE.

NOT A CONFINED AND RESTRICTED "fill in the blank space provided"


I AM VERY FRUSTRATED THAT I AM NOT ABLE TO POST SOME OF MY WORK 
PROPERLY AND CORRECTLY IN THIS LITTLE BOX WITH THE SOFTWARE 
PROVIDED. SOME LINES JUST WON'T LINE UP .

IF ANYONE HAS THOUGHTS, HELP AND OR SUGGESTIONS, PLEASE SEND THEM 
MY WAY.

THANK YOU,
Warner


Details | Free verse | |

Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


Details | Free verse | |

Driven

The keys rattled gently in his pocket.
Gradual jumps like the ocean,
Peaking with every heart
Or every step.
The music was in sleep
Allowing silence for thought
To contemplate on the sun,
Of this clean, clear October.

He sunk his eyes into the core
Of pale and fresh above,
Ember, his numbed head rocked from
Slow and forced breathing,
Suppressing the smell of deep,
Deep purity
Yet conscious of the high brick wall
Where the wind taps
Like a faded voice sighs through a lost keyhole.

He was greeted distantly
By early-anthem families,
Walking the dogs
Or singing with linked wrists;
Sipping at the last, smoked bowls,
And the circling of the roads.
How they would pass,
With a stranger’s recognition
And mutter as they retreated;
 “His hair is thinning!
His eyes are fixed, like
The bolt in a crossbow.
His arms are depleting
For slow, heavy breathing...
Yet his eyes are fixed.”

And sometimes they pass alone;
A little too close
With their gaze separate.
Their tight coats
And pocket smokes,
While they sway to poisons.
How a smile can turn damp
At the thought of past brothers.
And how a passing car can sigh,
With misunderstood pity.

The lamplight’s warming,
The Gutter dweller’s dawning,
The dented camber’s pouring,
The rugged throat with it’s sweet inhale
For the decisive steps
And the vivid gold Yale.

Dream in encumbered times,
Where the destination is a home to rest.
And you walk a shadow amongst the binds,
That break the folds of your armoured vest.
For my ear is a raven,
For my feet are hooves,
For I make a thousand strides,
Within these tightened shoes,
And my arms are not depleting,
And my slow and heavy breathing,
Is only the product of the season,
And will soon falter for my reason,
And my hair can never thin,
While the lamplights never dim,
And my strides will form the door hinge,
That stands so high across the fringe,
And I find lavender in the bins,

While I...search my empty pockets.


Details | Pantoum | |

Space Race for the Truth about Self

Space age luminosity
Barely there, explorations begun
What machinery could match
Rhythm of the tongue and leaves pointed

Barely there, explorations begun
Hired a bulldozer to banish dust
Rhythm of tongue and leaves pointed
Hushed the vibe of shadows in the deep

Hired a bulldozer to banish dust
Telescopes and rope will marry the deal
Hushed the vibes of shadows in the deep
A priest, a pauper, a wormhole in the stream

Telescopes and rope will marry the deal
What logic concealed face could bury the fate?
A priest, a pauper, a wormhole in the stream
i'm bleeding the coffers for identity

What logic concealed face could bury the fate?
What machinery could match?
I'm bleeding the coffers for identity
Space Age luminosity


Details | Lay | |

Mastering My Life

The day was short and I was tall,
oops, got that backwards after my fall,
for I was mixed up and worried,  befuddled I say
on this brand new morning in the month of May.
I set out like a flash and look what I saw
not much as you may point and guffaw
as without my glasses I followed my assets
like a dog with a tail but with far less facets--
my nose may quiver but I sniff far less
the reason I’m off as you might obsess
is the cleanliness rule is so often boohoo
so boring and dreary, I’m afraid someone may sue
me for the dust in the corners or tiny feet
who confront me and scurry as fleet as may skeet.
Ah, there they are, hanging around my neck!
Glasses sure make the world look like heck.
You see it and flee it as bold as one may
for look, it’s quite beautiful and sunny this day.
So I quaff one diet coke and with nerves prepared
I step out to take battle on the weeds I shared
for weeks on end with the neighborhood slough.
One must give back with fulsome ado dues.
Don’t you agree? I always agree it saves need to flee!
Why do you nod and sneeze like a bee?
Ah, the weeds, yes, let me clamber down there
And pull out tufts and Beware! The dirt I must share!
How does one deal with a face full of dirt,
why wipe it and the sweat on my new clean shirt.
Why not? It shows you’re living to the limit of full
and one certainly can quit when the cull is at lull.
Yes, a bucket is enough to start this week
because groan, my knees feel done in and weak.
So I shall water the flower beds sometime
after I watch the clouds float and unwind...
Did I pay the bills? Oh, yes indeed, I think yes.
Help me out, dear, don’t let me guess.
Okay, okay, here’s the hoe, I go check...
Yawn, wow, I did too much, I must hit the deck
rest in my easy chair and button my games
turning my head I fall asleep without blame.
Until I wake with a sputter and the phone cranky
making noise so much it must be hanky panky
And so after I groan, moan, and drink another diet coke
I set down to work on whatever I remember of the bloke
who once taught me about the drinking arcade
with buzzers and blowers and hints of life with no aid
and tell his tale with not much ado or PU
because keyboard tapping is easier than the loo,
or the weeds or the awake or the find of glasses.
Yes, I suggest, give me honor of many masses
to help with my head now lonesome for pills--
I will be finishing up by making a new will.


Details | I do not know? | |

Timeless

Many speak of courage and the dragons that they meet

But what of the dragon within, deep within the deep

A beast so terrifying, it’s made many a strong man weep

No flames bursting from its maw

Instead a song so captivating it lulls you to sleep

All other dragons are scales in its hide

One must enter its lair alone and bow at its feet

You must respect its power before you draw your sword

Because once you stab its heart you in turn pierce your own

Mustering this kind of courage is no easy feat

By killing the dragon you also kill yourself

You are reborn in the womb of wombs

You awake to the world humbled and renewed

For it's embracing the truth of this beast
That allows you the clarity to recognize peace


Details | Free verse | |

I Just Found Out The Meaning

I just found out the meaning to my bachelorhood. 
Now, it's clear to me that those experiences I had earlier are lovelorn.
I've just found the reciprocal affection 
I have been struggling for all these years in courtship.

I just realize I have found the right woman for my unborn generations.
I've just found the true companion I can confide in at all time.  
I found love at last in this angel who now means the world to me.
God! Thank you to have sent her to me on time,
And not until the beauties in her has faded like tainted rose.

My prayer now is that God shouldn't let me lose someone
Like her that would be very hard to replace.
And I as well pray not to find any course (at a later time) to regret or curse the day we met.
I've just found out she needs white roses; she is a virgin.


Details | Free verse | |

I Walk The Seashore Down

I Walk The Seashore Down

I walk the seashore down
Pillowed by silent calls of night
Land begins
Sea ends
Great leveler of life
I call my own
An echoed noise releases
Crashing wet positioning’s of a tide
Like footstep entries
On sands of time
Filters on my cigarettes taste bland
They kill me
My feet
I know not where they land
I walk the seashore down
Shadowed by giant limbs
I call my own
It seeks me out
I walk the seashore down
Collect my thoughts among the shells
Laugh at them out loud
In silent numbers
They line against me
Laugh back with ocean sounds
Breath’s heavy like the wind
Steps take me where I’ve been
More lost than found
I walk the seashore down



Details | Light Poetry | |

AGE IS JUST A NUMBER

i can still jump
do this bump
and hump
 can twist and turn
my mind is stren and burns
and can do the somber
AGE IS JUST
A NUMBER


Details | Free verse | |

The Mountain of Self Measure

I scramble up the jagged rocks, 
on my way to the peak of this mountain top.
A self-given measuring stick.

Toppling back, I fear I will fall.
Barely hanging onto this rock.
Hardly enough strength to carry on.

Bruised.

Broken.

Beaten down.

A gaping hole of nothing opens under me, 
as I stare below me.
Reaching, blindly seeking for the next foothold.

Scraping my way, 
my hands feel like they are bloody and raw.
Trying to find my way to the top of that 
formidable mountain top.
Just to see if I measure up!

GypsyofEssence


Details | Nazm | |

BUTTERFLY KILLING

A killer garden of love 
expects pollution of sin 
was walking in town 
embraced my chest home
serving the environment 
 
Butterfly flies 
affect the branches done
disappeared and gone
health in a car exhaustion 
guard our natural wealth 
let's save the wildlife
do not be smug!


Details | Free verse | |

Coffee Science

          Coffee Science

Wild storm crashed my boat
Succumbing to the unforgiving rocks
In a sad deposit on a primal savage shore
Remote and desolate are words that come to mind
My Keurig and I alone survived the humble wreckage
A couple K cups floated up
Lapped upon the salted waves
There to be found and saved
There is one small issue on this island to submit
The science of electricity was yet to be invented 
Nor outlets to help the Keurig brew
If I don’t have my coffee
There is nothing left to do
The coffee maker will have to be returned
From what I can surmise
And what there is, to be discerned and seen
There is no receipt 
Like us, it too is lost 
I guess we’ll have to wait
For a boat or foreign science with electric to come our way
Before we take our coffee break 


Details | Free verse | |

Go Forth

Pray advance,
to the stars and moon and all that shines for you.
It is calling for you,
the next great adventure.

Pray go forth,
and shake off heavy chains of doubts.
It is beckoning you,
the twinkling path of lights of dreams.

Pray do not look back,
and dispel the voices demanding otherwise.
It is crying for you,
the bright light amidst the dark.

Pray do not fear,
no need for silent prayers or tears.
It is reaching out to you,
another great adventure, hither and thither!


Details | Rhyme | |

The Adventure

When the sun begins to rise and I open my eyes,
I see only the path to my adventure.
I am taken with delight as I prepare to ride in flight,
If only I could find my upper denture.

I touch the floor with feet and slippers hope to meet,
But instead I find the floor so cold.

I am reaching for my glasses as my spouse so often sasses,
On my head she says; I must be getting old.

Out of bed I wander to the closet of the water,
Hoping to awaken to a younger man.
My grandpa so I see I'm so sure that it's not me,
That I say to him in mirror gramps the man.

Though the wrinkles on my hands look like twisted rubber bands,
I know that I am stronger than I seem.
My hair, though not it's tint is all there leaves me a gent'
And with in my eyes you even see a gleam.

I'm walking rather slow, these days and don't you know,
I see so many things I'd long forgotten.
How a bug crawls upon the ground intent
And how a twig so twisted like me is bent.

Oh the pains that life does dish.
Each night as I retire my spouse say's how's the fire,
And I answer not as hot as I may wish.

So does end my daily adventure another one to come,
The end of this dear poem, my life's days a brand new sum...


Details | Free verse | |

We are where we all belong

I do not know what happened 
before I became a singer, yet Agbozo says
we are where we all belong on this earth

they say the dog does not birth a child in public, 
to whom should I give my song in this hot noonday
when some say I should cover my face with my hands
that good things of this world some have it others don’t
that is why Agbayiza tells the wayfarers 
we are at where we all belong on this earth

yesterday, I carried my sorrows on my shoulders
like a net but I met an evil god on the sea at Azizanu
so I came home with my sorrows on my shoulders
and told the people in the town that the sea was bad
Agbayiza, listen to me, in the middle of my speech
all mad dogs of Agbogbloshie chased me to Ghostland

The royal palm says he does not talk in vain
it is the whirlwind that provoked him
what made bats to hide in eaves and come out at night
is known only to the Creator God and not us

Kofiloto, lets cry together, I’m a pilgrim of sorrow 
tossed in this wide world with nobody to hear me
they say what happened to you yesterday
and your wives run away to marry strangers
has become the flood waters ravaging my farmstead 
and now people want the son of the eagle
to turn a beggar in the market square

Why is Afitor and her people bellowing, yearling fuming
like a hippo, like a voice of thunder angry like a smallpox god 
terrorizing people in every stead, in every market square 
maybe I’m like a swallow imprisoned in the rafters of the rich
and they want to kill it and throw it onto the dunghill
but Agbozo, when the sea dries can’t you walk home
or when the market is closed don’t the sellers go home
it's always the useless dancer who blames the drummers

Akpalu once said, he lives his life in an anthill
That termites are his next door neighbors
Should anyone wish to love him that person should know
He is not alone, he lives with termites in his anthill
You said this tree is barren; it has no shade for your tired self
Why then are you wailing that it denied you comfort in the sun 
Or maybe the wailing is for your regrets

It was Kamasa who said he wished the diviner could tell him
why one mother gave birth to four children
one is A?uefunawo, another is Gb?gbl?bu, 
one is Deafeamekp? and the other is Enuemekpe 
N?vinyewo, we are where we all belong on this earth
when they birth me the priest did not know I’ll survive
so you too is surprised I didn’t turn a beggar at the market square 



Details | Grook | |

Scoop from a friend

1. Success of anything,
2. Doesn't come easily.
3. All men are not God
4. Compromise is two-
way things.
5. If a man wants you,
6. Nothing can keep him 
away.
7. Nothing can make him 
stay,
8. If he doesn't want 
you.


Details | Free verse | |

The World Needs You, Lord

The world needs You, Lord;
We all need You too.
Alone, we battle and fall apart,
But we live joyful freedom with You:
Created anew in Your perfect image;
Saved,
Loved,
Changed,
In Your Holy Name!
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Ballad | |

SHE DRIVES ME UP THE WALL

SHE DRIVES ME UP THE WALL

She drives me up the wall like a slave-driver
O yes, she does ! but even though she may wield 
the rod in her hand ever so threateningly at me 
At the slightest suspicion of insubordination, 
Leaving me cowering with fear, I love her just the same, 
Perhaps much more than I ‘ve ever loved anybody else before! 
I may ‘ve become certifiable as a result, who knows, 
But whatever the case may be, 
pray don’t judge me harshly until you ‘ve heard me out.

I love her for the same farcical reason that Socrates
Ostensibly loved that cantankerous woman Xantippe.
By temperament and upbringing, I find a woman who 
Stands up to a man much more appealing than one 
Who’s obsequious and complaisant!
What happened to me, therefore, was no accident but a 
quantum leap; I had no control what so ever over the turn of events
That got us this far in our fledgling relationship.
Ever since I met her, my life, which had hitherto been
Fairly peaceful and uneventful, has, all of a sudden,
Taken a dramatic turn.

And like a minx, she has so turned my head around
I can’t tell for certain whether I am coming or I am going!
Suffice to say I’ve been acting up silly and rather foolishly
For a grown up person (I don’t know whether or not I still
Have any semblance of an ego left, what with this 
Attractive je ne sais quoi I find so irresistible about her!)
Oh no, don’t tell me I’ve been doing this all for the
Wrong reasons ! or that I am laying it on thick.
It’s only me who knows exactly what I am feeling.
Besides, I am not talking morals here, I am talking
About what it feels like to love somebody to a fault.
If she did walk out on me now I can guarantee you
That would certainly be the death of me!
I am sure that’s not what you would all like 
To see happen to me just yet unless of course
You’ve been spoiling for my death while pretending to be my friends.
When all else is said and done, I’d rather be
Henpecked than let go of this maverick specimen of womankind
Who has lodged herself in my life uninvited,
Making it her home, and has since then never failed
To drive me up the wall like a slave-driver with her rod.
Not only is she good sport, but like a morning
Star she’s such fun to be with, I promise you!


OLIVER MUKEMU


Details | Rhyme | |

Fame

She dreams of a throne
where she is not alone 

Dreams of stars 
That aren't to far 

Wishes for peace 
where pain is least 

Hopes for grace 
where she can see his face 

And still know her fame 
hasn't changed 
her name


Details | Imagism | |

PARADOXICAL IMAGES

Dozen of dozens questions, I was carefully asked..
Maybe ten hundreds, I was requested for a shot..
hundreds by hundreds, vivid images rush..
of smiles; of wonders; of glee and of absurbness..

some fantazises..
some beholds..
some envies..
some admires...

leaking in deep embedded trenches..
bombarding waves after waves..
begotten in fusions of vibrancy..
in partition of velocity and gravity..

some is a picture of truthfulness..
some is a picture of falseness..
some is a picture of dramatic eloquence..
some is a picture of authority obedience..

yet underneath a wiseman's eyes..
behind an elder's cleverness..
surely, no one can ever hide..
surely, no one can even deny...

by: olive_eloi
22/10/2013
5:01pm

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Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Baggage Claim

Drained to my very heart by our slow-paced arrival, 
          I wander through tasteless decor to the metal arches 
                                                Beyond which a future is unfurled.
My bag’s innards are spilled like blood in the Bible
          Before the cold gaze of the armed man who marches;
                                                He holds the key to this new world.

The mechanistic arch stands and takes quasi-sentience 
          Beside passport control, piercing my finely popped 
                                                Eardrums with sonic solemnity.
I am refused by technology but stagger forward hence 
          Into baggage claim where a suitcase pile is propped 
                                                Up like a holiday Tetris calamity.

My suitcase is soul black and with difficulty is found,
          In its lucid eagerness to fasten itself a faux family;
			   Airports are filled with pretences.
Now we are away again, small trolley safe and sound,
          On the road from snow, heat is where I plan to be.
                                                Our intrepid journey commences...


Details | Free verse | |

hope

I sat on the pavement of memories and dreams hoped to retrieve 
In my imagination for weddings looked and I saw the pain on the surface floated 
Found scattered grief and plentiful among them mixed with 
I benefited from my pain and my experience in life has matured 
Whatever described my life Words and phrases failed to have disappeared from the lexical 
My creations colorful and my hopes for the illiterate and spoke


Author : Omar Hachmi


Details | Free verse | |

Android Embedded Chrystal Blue

          Android Embedded Chrystal Blue

In the corner of the galaxy dead in front of night
Just left of the quasars charted long ago
A logic being called 732 thought out and calculated
Waited for the proper landing on the proper planet site
A cold green world with three moons came into view
A giant star off to the right was ready to go nova
He had to set up for the show
The probe shuttled down with perfect coordination
To the surface of the barren world
Instruments and Android 732 were on board the tiny craft
The robot is the next generation of thinking machines
Artificial intelligence of the highest level
Equipped with weapons, scientific tools, and knowledge
Liquid computers housed within its metallic head
Designed to analyze and measure everything there is 
The Android is authorized to do anything it pleases
Given freedom and vast latitude to explore
Religious leaders blessed it and confirmed it
To be free in every meaning of the word
They authorized it to have a soul and save the universe from Satan
To roam and catalogue spiritual and scientific entities
 Down to the micro mystical cosmic core of molecules and atoms
To advance the human and android condition without limit
It explores new planets and space anomalies by choice
Returns data to the home world through a beam of light
Android 732 crashed into the cold green planet while distracted
Focused on a giant star off to the right that just exploded
In a spectacular display of colors of reds, yellows and whites
It became enamored as it entered the green icy planet
Impacted a crystal glacier at the designated site
Became embedded in it
Froze there on the spot, anointed by blue ice
Enshrined for all eternity
An android crystal blue forever
If my calculations are correct as estimated

 


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follow the rainbow

when you see the rainbow
don't think about gold
don't think about gay people
don't think about fission of the white light
don't even think about God's concord with people
when you see the rainbow
don't you think at all
just follow!


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The Pirate's Life For Me

Yo Ho!, Yo Ho! The pirates life for me The Jamaica Jewel’s sails are full on seven seas Skull and bones flying high on the main mast With a trim bow and keel my flag ship is fast At both starboard and port, my canons thunder heard from a distance, time to pillage and plunder My boots and vest are leather black with buckles gold When the sunlight reflects, landlubber’s blood runs cold A gold and turtle shell handled sword slung to my hip A stylish full brim black hat with a subtle dip I dress all in black except a plume of vermillion A chest full of treasure and pieces of eight by the million Just the sound of my name sends shivers to timbers of all I am Capitan Blood Head, on mermaid lips and ports-o-call On sand and beach Capitan Blood Head wanted alive or dead Where rivers become waterfalls posters for bounty is what’s read So the legend lives on, from Key Largo, San Juan and St Kitts cay From Trinidad and Tobago to Saint John and Montego Bay Don’t you cross Capitan Blood Head and his Scallywags And don’t even think about his favorite Sea hags ‘cause if you do, they will make you walk the plank Down to Davy Jones Locker, blub, blub, blub you sank YO HO!, YO HO! A PIRATES LIFE FOR ME
Warner Baxter for contest "Sketch a Character"


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Whisper Beyond Age

What has age to do with love, me to her, i whisper
In her eyes I did see love, longing love, caring love
Little warmth in her blossom, little wanting in heart
Some smiles, laughs and some joys to share
i sit in her shadow, a decades younger yet 
in her I find my peace and in her I found my heart
Subtle and robust in emotion, free and care free in love

What has age to do with love, me to her, i whisper
I fell in love, with her bob cut hair and intoxicating eyes
Charming at times, at times captivating my imaginations
A plant of kiss, from her, burned 1000 suns in my body
A touch, embrace from her filled my heart to fullest
Mature she may be, but in heart she is little nymph
Her lovely voice, her stunning smile, angelic ada*

What has age to do with love, me to her, i whisper
Moments have drifted in her warmth, in her blossom
I lost my senses, caressed by her, in her blossom
Gave my whole self in her, felt her wholeness in me
Songs of love together we sang, danced under moonlight
Shared the joy, sorrow, shared the heart, shared the body
Hand in hand, on long drive, long candle lit dinners we sat
When the moments came to depart not in tears we move
For it was the heart, our bonds became one in eternal love

Though our love have separated by vast seas 
Even today, when my heart want to possess I
Close my eyes, I see her, I feel her, smell her
Just a call away, in her ears, to her soul,
What has age to do with love, me to her, i whisper


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Snow Flake And Leaf Adventure - Haiku

  Snow Flake And Leaf Adventure - Haiku

Snow flake lands on leaf
Both fall to river raging
Spin past rocks, dizzy


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EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near? 

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Climb

Climb 

On reaching atop the mountain of life,
I turned around, glanced to see how far I'd climbed,
A broken, unruled path was mine,
Rocks and thorns and tremors defined.

The decisions I made, 
The regrets I had,
Distant down the path I laid,
From where I stood, they didn't look bad.

The view from up here beautiful.
I made the climb to see this sight,
This was heaven for me,
And others who followed me up will see, 
How beautiful life truly is,
The climb worth the tale,
To inspire others to spread their sails,
And choose the climb over the regretful walk,
Enjoy the view from the mountain top.


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Fire - Of Ancient Origins

     Fire – Of Ancient Origins

Anthropological dawning’s
Cave walls with lit magic drawings 
Of firestorms                                         

Sacred mystical deity
Cavemen prayed with fidelity
For firelights

Their children delighted and grew
History ignited the fuse
On fireworks


Created by: Earl Schumacker on 11/19/14  for - Fire, Earth, Wind, - Poetry Contest
(Theme is – Fire)


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Nevermore

We do not compare to one another.
My skin is the coal the people used.
Your skin is the powder the flappers adore.
My soul is deep and my heart is pure.
Pure as white!
Your soul is shallow and your heart is dark.
Darker than the skin my poeple hold.

We may not compare, but you are my brother.
Not by blood
or by class.
We are fused-
fused by lives we live and the past we lived 
We are connected forevermore. 

There was a master and he was cruel. 
The crakel of the whip was the electric shock of my greats.
There was no hope for the slave that cried.
There was no voice for the slave that would not hide.

Flight was the tantalizing thought.
The slave hadn't a chance to live in flight or freedom.
Their was only the need to fight.
Fight to live and fight to breathe.
Those greats so far down kept on fighting.
They kept on preserving.
They had their beauty that could never be touched.

White Man, White Man listen to me. 
I was the coal that was used.
I was the coal that was taken from its home.
I was the coal that was discarded and given freedom.

The flappers are young and they love their powder.
You will be used and you will become the slave.
I am the coal that is free.
You are the powder that is used.

My beauty will never will fill a white mans body. 
Too much has been seen and too much has been lived.
No white can hold ?my? strength and no white can hold ?my? beauty.
They are mine and forever will be.

My soul is deep and my heart is pure. I shall not be condemed to this life no more.


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Sliding Down

I’m hoping for my dreams to become a reality
I’m hoping for a phase of gratitude
I’m rejecting my hopeless fate
I’m accepting your side of the story…but don’t intrude 

Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight
I grab the rope for extra support
It burns like a vertical line of fire
I’m unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down… 

I cherish you like my own belongings
I designed you on my bedroom wall
I have you displayed deep in my heart
Believe me – you’ll never split it apart 

Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around
My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress
The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees 
And I imagine the memories we share with each other 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

When I reflect upon the joyous times,
My heart never fails
To pound vigorously for you
I’m sliding down 
I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you 

I see the light in your eyes
I don’t see an insidious nature in you…
I wish I hadn't believed in the lies
I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

I’m glad I've met you in the first place
We’re a perfect match – 
Don’t deny it…you made me feel handsome
We’re on the road of victory
We’re making great progress
We’re hanging on the edge,
But we were rescued 
From sliding down…

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


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Restore the Walls of Jericho

Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold
Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold
Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans 
Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place 
Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace
Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless
Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness!

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains
We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground
Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains
We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving 

They churn…
They coil…
They drift away…
They spoil…
In their miseries…
Does He hear their pleas?

“SAVE ME!”
“Bestow blessings upon us!”
Are you ignoring us deliberately?
 “Give us a helping hand
And lead us to the promise land!”

Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement
Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery! 
Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho…
Does anyone sense their resentment?
Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – 
Their lack of optimism and gratitude  
Buried them down in captivity
 

How can you bear their poverty? 
How can He save them from destruction and pity?

They whisper on His Holy Hill,
“Dona…Nobis…Pacem…” 

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


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Deep in the Woods

Deep in the woods,

the branches dance in the wind,

wild and free,


Spreading their fragrance for

you and me.


Wild flowers sway,

as the wind try's picking them up,


Their roots planted firmly,

as they flow from side to side,


showing us all their glory,

and our makers touch inside,


shadows follow as they calmly go slow,

Deep in the woods,

time is well known,

as night takes hold,

until the morning,

when light takes control.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


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AFGHANASTAN WINTER

         AFGHANASTAN  WINTER
The freeze has brought them to a winters' night
they've made themselves, forgetting what is right,
and they can see their children cry
but not a one will reason why,
nor think upon enough to see the light.

There's no repent for killing as it's done
and no resistance to it going on,
just hate on hate that only grows,
the hint of peace that never shows,
with lots of blame, enough for everyone.

And to this chaos, we have paved the way
for men of opportunity to play
and build their fortunes from it all
while winter makes its frigid call,
and brings another dark and longest day.

The heros are not known, til dies are cast
til all has slipped away into the past,
and truth is what a baby hears
but laid to rest in later years,
and right is not defined until the last.
© ron wilson the Doylestown Poet


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VALHALLA-THE VIKINGS-PART 1

In the bay of icy mists, the viking ghost ships arrive, sails set full ahead,
Crashing anchors rattle loose, plunging beneath the cold murky surf,
As the hailing horns of the dead, announce to their lord, Odin, that
Valor's courageous have arrived, and wish to enter, the great halls of
Valhalla.
Here the cold winds of the north dwell, it's chilling
Breezes flow freely, through the phantom warriors spirits.
But these rough men fear not death, nor it's harsh breath, for they
Are vikings of the northern kingdoms, and they have come for
Their last rewards treasure, to enter beyond the gates of Valhalla,
And are armed ready to fight, beside their God Odin,
In victorious battle.
In these waters of the ethereal unknown passage,
The cracking and heaving, of these heavily
Laden vessels made of vapors thin mists,
Send an eerie chill down the backs, of mortal men.
As mountain icebergs float upon the wind
Chilled oceans surface, the Valkyries approach,
Smiling beneath their shimmering chain-mail of
Brilliance honor.
On the evergreen shores, a timbered lined hall stands,
It's gates of golden pitch blaze, with fires white
Hot flames of those concurred, their souls scream
For penance mercy.
Two long swords, Chris-crossed are the gates steel dead bolts lock,
Above it's embers glow, a fierce eagle with red crimson eyes,
Grapples, it's sharpen claws, cutting deeply into the oaken shields,
On the thatched roof of the golden hall.
A lone wolf beneath therein, passes sniffing at the
Garments of the fallen men, if fears scent, the wolf so smells,
Cast out is this soul, and dammed it is forevermore.
Within the many souls do enter, a hardy welcoming at the feasting
Table mead and honey wine, is set before these hero's of honor.
But outside the ships remain tethered, awaiting for their masters safe
Return, unaware of Thor's approach, his mighty hammer set at the
Ready.
Striking with thunders raw force, the hammer of power, 
Brakes against the sheer ice, as quick as the lightning's flash,
Freezing tidal waves clash upwards, swallowing whole all evidence,
That these ghost ships ever existed.
Oh Valhalla, I pledge thee my life, my fighting spirit, my blood and 
Body given in the name of Odin, for thy honor sake, shall I live and die,
Behold the vow's pledge of these Nordic men, known as the Vikings.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



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Prayer Of The Bubble

       Prayer of The Bubble

Oh please don’t break please don’t break please don’t break!
I’m afraid of heights and children with bubble blowers
My thin exterior just won’t take it
And now I’m floating over oceans
Out of sight 
In obvious pain and slow motion
It makes me sick!
I’m drifting into France
A simple fragile bubble with no chance
I’m sure they’ll shoot me down
As a terrorist or worse…a clown
The Eiffel Tower and its tip are just ahead
It’s going to stick me!
I’m sure I’ll pop
I’ll certainly be dead
If I had a wish just one wish only
I’d wish for thickness like a rock
To drop on children on the spot 
I pray to God to lift me up and keep me safe
To bubble heaven a pop free place 


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


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All That's Sure Is the Season

Approaching the winter of my years,
Never yet found my reason.
So much laughter, so many tears,
Yet all that’s sure is the season.

To few, all my days;
So many spent simply breezin’.
Should I regret their waste
When all that’s sure is the season?

What’s it been about anyway?
Perhaps there is no reason.
Did so want to learn the truth,
But all that’s sure is the season.

Always tried to consider others.
‘Tis much easier to be pleasin’. 
How many are my friends?
All that’s sure is the season

Felt the urge to make my mark.
Fame or fortune was my reason.
Fear of failure was my tether,
For all that’s sure is the season.

A man of Christian faith,
Hope God finds me pleasin’.
Fair chance tho’, I’ll go to Hell,
Yes, all that’s sure is the season.

So what of value will I leave?
Hearts and souls I may be teasin’
With too few words too few will read,
While all that’s sure is the season.

Approaching the winter of my years, 
Never yet found my reason;
But thank God for each extra day I search.
Still, all that’s sure is the season.


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her toe

its a toe,
on this foot,
on a girl,
who cant stay put,

its been hit,
by chairs and rocks,
mostly when,
its only clad in socks,

its been painted,
and wiggled around,
its best friend,
is the ground,

cause its a toe,
on this foot,
on a girl,
that won't stay put.


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Shia's gift of courage

I promise to tell you how beautiful you are
And let you know before you were born, you were a rare star

I pray God cast courage upon you
To remember the past but create something new

Your a blessing, a new life
It's up to me to teach you wrong from right

This is your life and you have the wheel
But I tell you my child, in this life there are downhills

It's important that you get back up and carry on,
To a brand new melody, to a brand new song

Use this paintbrush to paint what's in your heart
For your life is your own little work of art

I pray God cast courage upon you, 
To explore this world with the gift he's given to you

To walk with a smile and joy in your eyes
Because this life, temporary sweet child, 
We are only here for a while

                                                         For Shia,
                                                                     
                                                                       -Ashley Humes
                                                                       6/03/12


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We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


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THE CONVOY MAN

Where has the American cowboy gone, 
Did he ride off into the dust trails of history,
A faded figure, melting into the last horizons sunset.
Nay, unbridled the mustangs run free now,
No riders lasso, snaps against the winds of destiny,
A legacy's true American hero, has finished the
Last round up.
Hey, you'd better halt there, just one dang gone
Minute, you city slicker, them be fighting words,
That you all have just written.
Hush your mouth now, the American cowboy lives on,
Not on horse back, but behind the steel of the 
Eighteen wheeler, copy that you'd better, breaker dude.
Show some respectful pride, to the man whom
Has helped to build, this great nation, we all call home.
Driving down the back bone, of America, in the name
Of glory's flag, believe you me brother, a hard
Road does he roam alone, just to keep house, 
And home alive.
For all of the feminine persuasion, yes’s em, mam
He still whisper’s, that same old lonesome tune.
Tilting his ten gallon hat, to all you young misses.
After all the convoy man, is still a gentleman
Beneath his rough hued exterior.
Four horse power to the floor, no more, he's
A hell bound creature, in need, for sixty-fives
Speed limit sign, it keeps the old cowboy inside
Alive, down the highway of life.
Thriving on the adrian rush, of the open
Road to freedom, lying ahead of him, no
Boundaries can hold this man, yielding to
The desire for liberation's winds, blowing
Against the trails of progress.
Steel belted radials, burning rubber across
The asphalt turn pike, get far out of his way,
This true road master, swiftness control at his
Command, excelling beyond the boundaries
Limitations.
Damn, don't you all try to fence this free spirit in,
Or he'll run you down, times dead line, haunts
Him, the devil boss's hounds are biting at his heels, 
And burden's heavy load, rests upon those broad shoulders.
The Lord God himself does sit, in the passenger seat,
 Beside him, heaven's copilot, for this steel driving man,
Bringing him home safely, to those whom love him,
This the convoy man.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Breeding the Cull

"Hear me." that’s how it always starts. Some loud mouthed tyrant stepping on the backs of his followers, to throne the salted vigor of his speech.
 
"Hear me!" 
 
"Follow me into this place, unknown maybe, but full of gifts to those willing to take it from the mouth of destiny, I assure you. The FATE that you…Yes YOU have earned with your blood, your sweat, your SACRIFICE! For you have left the bed of your woman, to fight for your country, for your KING! Do you not deserve the respite of hunger, of shelter? Have WE not earned that?”
 
And the crowd’s hungry stomachs tremble beneath the throe of desperate and determined screams both invoked and festered by the name they call KING; who seeks only to grip a longer whip, to reach further than the crown before him. 
 
"Hear me!" "So I may show you the way, to freedom!”
 
The lash of a tongue, is sometimes much stronger than that of a whip..
for it is much more deceiving.
 -James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


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Red Dress and Hope

Is a red dress fine to give a girl hope that
she can make, that she can make it,
this is a red dress and I hope you know it too,
she is going to build like the tragedy of the century
and then become a legend you see, that red dress
is going to become a legend you see.


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In our future

I see her in my future/
Her smile still has that same smell/

Her wrinkled voice still shines in my darkness/
To the countless souls she’s granny/

She’s my baby/
To the world our love was greedy/

She’s nobody’s ancestor she’s breathing/
She’s my wife that’s why we look alike and kinky/

I see her in my future/
She still reminds me where i left my poetic underwear/

She’s my lady/
I see her in our future/


Details | Free verse | |

Little Green People's Work Is Never Done

          Little Green People’s Work Is Never Done

Life calls on little green people, to work, to continue
As everyone else sleeps in
Hiding from the corporate comatose leader 
Normal people rise, at a later date, from beds dead tired
Smiles crack on faces; lines move along the traces of old age 
And breaks the new dawned day wide open
You can’t count on little green people for anything
They work for nothing.  They work for free
They cut trees down in forest with their teeth 
Place them into piles for safe keeping
And by the way
Arrive from outer space from other planets to take our place
Little green people take our jobs
I know this can’t be done
They have no work permits
Their visas have expired 
They must line up to be deported as per orders
You can’t count on little green people 
Without proper documents
It is illegal 
They never sleep but hang out inside of freezers
Or cold, in wooden boxes, toxic beyond their borders
Catch colds, catch fire with the trees
To burn the forest down
Pretend to weep, pretend they don’t have matches
Call it an accident as they move from house to house
No one keeps the peace and secrets like little green people
You can count on that
They press their little green suits with tiny irons
And eat their greens.  They even kiss your feet
Some pray for peace in churches
Just like the rest of us
Little green people will never move back home 
Work is finished there
Their suns burnt out
But other work still needs to be completed
It continues on the foreign dawn


Details | Limerick | |

A fellow named Bill

There was once a fellow named Bill                     
Who mastered an unusual skill                           
The skill was dope                                               
It involved rope                                                    
Which pulled him up the hill                                 


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Holy Hope

Bags Of Rice
 In my Courtyard
 The One I Struggled Lost to the capriciousness
 The nest of the fuddle Nightingale-
 A Suspicious Saying of the sage.

 So sonorous is this Whistle
 That passes by
 IF not covetousness
 It will be inclined.

 Memory of the past
 Archimedes, Aristotle and many
 Memory drained superlative subservient.

 A Holy race
 So secured everywhere.


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That Unpromising Smile

You give me that unpromising smile
I hear your murmurs and cries
Please stay awhile…stay awhile…
You’re a lovely child in my eyes

Angels do fly
Like eagles in the free-spirited sky
Darling, don’t worry – 
Don’t be afraid of the currents of the wind
Baby, I’ll carry your load – 
Release your happiness 
Promise me you’ll be like this
As long as we both depend on each other
I won’t deny that I think fondly of you
Oh, and I don’t know the reason why
We fly so high
In the aqua-blue sky

You give me that grumpy frown 
And it signals something’s wrong
I give in to gravity – we’re spiraling down
Spiraling down…and you’re wearing a woeful gown
You’re everything I love
You are the miracles that sprinkle from up above 

Angels do fly
Like eagles in the free-spirited sky
Darling, don’t rush things through – 
I’ll swallow my pride…
There’s nothing to hide
There’s nothing to hide
Don’t be afraid of the currents of the wind
Baby, I’ll carry your load and I’ll be by your side– 
Release your cheerfulness every single day
Promise me you’ll be remain this way 
As long as we both depend on each other
I won’t deny that I think highly of you, my darling angel
Oh, and I don’t know the reason why
We fly so high
In the aqua-blue sky

Promise me one last time
That you will be brave
And grow like a tree flourishingly
You didn’t lose hope and you held on to the rope
With a good grip
You’re a strong child
You made my heart dance to your priceless tune 
I feel so soft and distasteful like a prune 
We will hold each other tight soon
Before the afternoon…
While you took wing, 
I watched you soar away…foolishly
I won’t bid
You a farewell!
Where does your heart dwell?


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Time VS Love

 
Lost and drifting in time,
The captain gives the hourglass a turn.
It’s been months that the ship has wandered the waves;
Each dip is followed by a swelling rise.
Each day becomes another journal’s page.
“Another day lost at sea” is how the book tends to flow.



The crew dreams at night; the distant memories flow.
They’re brought back to a better time.
A lover’s kiss or a gilded page
in a family bible fill their heads, each in turn.
But once the morning lights rise,
their joy is drowned beneath the waves.



Such was my life without you. But your love brought waves
of joy that sent my sorrows on to flow
out and away. I let my aspirations rise
and cherished each sweet second of the time
we had together. This was our turn
to be happy. Your love was the pen and my heart was the page.



And so the ink dripped and blotted the journal’s page.
The crewman cried, “Land ho!” and, beyond wind and waves,
the sight of golden shores made each sailor’s eyes turn
skyward. Upward, thankful prayers flow,
from salt-cracked lips, more used for cursing those in recent time.
Forgiveness seemed mutual as the crew heard the cry of seagulls rise.



Now home for years, each day he would rise
and look anew on his journal’s last, unfinished page.
The captain remembers not the dreary, hopeless time,
but rather the harbor’s colors in the breeze. “It waves
for me,” he thinks, and onward the years flow.
No one is so forsaken that their fortune cannot turn.



And so I bless the day we met, for it marks the turn
of my sadness to joy. My spirits rise
With passions that flow
From my heart onto this page.
You rescued me from being tossed about on misery’s waves.
May our love that saved me outlast even time.



In life’s great book, we turn together each golden page.
Side by side, we rise above the mountains; together we dive beneath the waves.
Our ship may flow where it will, but my heart will be yours for all of time.


Details | Free verse | |

An Astronaut

I think I was an astronaut
Aimed for the stars.
They fill me up;
They refuel my tank.
They enable me to believe,
Telling me to never give up
As they follow me all of my days.
If only we could see the beauty
That they truly are.
They shout out dreams
That we can reach so far.
Climb into the rocket
And liftoff!
On a journey to discover ourselves,
We are taught so much more,
Learning our goals are only a plan away.
Even thought we must return,
I know that I will be back.
I am an astronaut,
And we always reach for the stars.


Details | Light Poetry | |

In the Woods

In the woods the shadows fade

as the sun falls away

the darkness hides the trees inside

the woods come alive.


Hear the sounds the owls make

as they hunt for their sake.



Scattering feet running to hide

little mice trying to fly

the owls are hungry,its their time

to eat and scare the shadows inside.


Now the sun is opening up

the darkness fades and the light shines

the owls sleep and all is safe

for the mice are scampering all around

pleased to know they are safe and sound.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


Details | Free verse | |

Volcano

Flame in the air
When there is no fire there
But in the center
Is the dragon’s belly
Waiting to spew uncanny heat
For heat-rock is all it is


Details | Rhyme | |

Wooded Cottage of Highwayman

Nestled deep in the tawny, drab woodland
Sedate cottage neither haughty nor grand
Sparse hovel of unassuming, itinerant brigand
Martial decor of detached highwayman starkly bland
The etched path sculpted by intemperate hand
No manicured garden on the scrubby strand
Briers and brambles errant straggler must withstand
Thatched clapboards stable his stallion firebrand
Unruly swine garnish acorns from scraggly wasteland
Buried deep in his cellar pilfered contraband



Per chance drifter did the terrain assay
And chose that toilsome, forsaken way
A spartan welcome hauteur did convey
No lodgings, accoutrements could sway
If for grace, mercy they did pray
Only a cold shoulder he did relay
If they tested his temperance and sued for trite parley
He reconnoitered their belongings through wordplay
If no net value they were beguiled to betray
Their worthless lives he did indignantly slay


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A SUBTLE JOURNEY

A SUBTLE JOURNEY
I have dipped my feet in the seven seas. I have seen great wars between adversaries. Many mountains I have climbed to overcome atrocities. The spunk I have is from within. I am on my life journey of refinement. Sadness has caught me in the gorge. I was uplifted by an inner voice. Hoisted to the peak of joy, I have wandered to discover what life has in store! The universe is a space to define. Crystal ball is rubbed to prophesize. My itchy feet will not be idled. I will drop my load of burdens via my travelling. __________________________________|
VERLENA S. WALKER FOR WANDERLUST CONTEST PENNED ON AUGUST 16, 2014!


Details | Ballade | |

Doc Vernon

Kokoda ‘s Doc Vernon Doctor Vernon in 1942 was in New Guinea green, He had been there looking after the native people, A civilian went with the 39th Militia battalion, was seen, A hundred at a time, sent to stop 10,000 Japanese, These boys were too young to go to the Middle East war, 400 boys and old officers, to stop the Japanese, No machine guns, or mortar, had to use I’m sure, 10,000 enemy came up, surging up from the shore, 15 year old boys put their age up, in battle if you please, Doc. Vernon patched em up, Pulled bullets out of wounds right across the battlefield, old man, yes he was doing, Up an down the mountains , and hollows in between, 60 old age bugger, deaf, Sprang about, as sweet as kerosene, Doc said “hold the light nearer boy”, as a Woodpecker machine gun, cut chaff from the hut roof , while, Doc. Said “the rats are bad here son,” When the Aussies drove the Japanese, back across the mountains, Old bugger in a blue jumper , Was still there to count on, Still there with the Aussies, To patch em up, yes son, A hero of Kokoda , Overlooked by more than some. On ya cobber, Doc. Vernon. Don Johnson 29-aug-11


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Junipers, when I was young

Summer came crashing down like a thunderhead 
Hordes of children released from their brick prisons 
My young eyes watched out the passenger window 
Our yard, brown spots and all, I loved it

The way we ran, the sprinkler cackling in the background 
Voices hoarse from delighted screams, evening bubbles by 
Blades of grass stick to my heel, and I dream of junipers 
They line the front of our house, protecting it from monsters 

I want to take that particular green and paint my life with it
Over again, just once more, standing next to the street
Rubbing the needles between my fingers, sticky with life 

The evergreen balm sparkles through my senses 
Stirring up magic and stories about the high sea 

Night time comes and my memory stands tall 
The curtains in my bedroom billow like sails 
And outside, the castle wall still stands 


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Baby-talk learning to climb

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Cold, Flexible Steel

A serial of haikus, all addressing the same topic with 
a hint of humor; but advice that could save your life
or that of a loved one.  New to PoetrySoup, so I hope 
I'm not "out of order" with this submission or topic. 


Cold, flexible steel
Probing my dignity...
Colonoscopy.

This “simple” exam
“…could prevent cancer.” they say.
Colonoscopy.

We all have to die,
But not from colon cancer.
Colonoscopy.

There's a downside tho’.
“Yuk! That, nasty brown liquid.”
Colonoscopy.

“But boy, does it work...
Work and work and work some more. 
Colonoscopy.

Baring your buttocks...
In a fetal position;
Then the lights go out. 

“No polyps", they say.
There are no malignancies.
Colonoscopy.

Your colon’s okay.
It’s five years until your next...
Colonoscopy.

Want some peace of mind?
Insurance may pay for it.
Colonoscopy. 

One “simple” exam
Can provide that peace of mind.
Colonoscopy.

You might save your life.
Over 45?  Do it!
Colonoscopy.

Cold, flexible steel.
On the other hand, what if…
Something else kills you?


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Red Rage

The recess's of my mind, 
are a mystery to me.
Come, 
step into the wake of my mind.

I shall make you quake.

I do not control thee.
The fear I can create is untold.
Rage I can not hold.
I am on overload.
I know not what I do!

Uncontrolled .
Free to spew.
Unrelenting in my unwavering rage.
Rampant in my mind.

Red rage living in a cage.
The beast of me,
Is thee hell of my being.

Anger was what I was feeling


Details | Light Poetry | |

EVOLVING LOVE

Before, i believe to love at first sight..
I was so young, easy to excite...
Heartbeats fast, hard to fight..
All colorful, not that white...

While, i am growing old..
Gradually, aside from feelings thinking get involve..
I realize, i began to evolve..
Weighing as day to day, i revolve...

Love seems an untouchable treasure chest..
Waiting to be discovered, nurtured in zest..
Practically, anyone to insist as it exist...
When it land truly, difficult to resist..

Yet, blessed really you are..
If such feeling, land by your arms..
As sometimes, persons wait for a lifetime..
Causing them so so much even a dime..

Bewildered, one may feel..
Let it go, be free to peel..
Not of skin nor of heel..
Rather of heart nothing but real..


Details | Rhyme | |

Everyone's A Warrior

Everyone's  a warrior that each one has to strive; 
One may fight for glory or simply to survive. 
The brave may render efforts derived from self-esteem; 
The coward may suddenly take action to liberate a friend. 

Life is a battle by destiny or chance; 
Often by tour of duty or caught by circumstance. 
The world may hail a warrior of his supremacy and greed; 
And shun an awkward rescuer of a stranger who's in need. 

There is always an impending battle that lies beyond our sight; 
Sobriety and calmness are never reasons not to fight. 
Be it in deceit or temptations there is war when you resist; 
Much in a revolution if you want freedom to persist. 

The perils of the battle are like blackmail to the soul; 
One may opt postponement or make a daring call. 
The chaos of confusion is the devil's tricky tool; 
And in life's many endeavors one must be steadfast of his goal. 

It is prudent to seek refuge in the middle of a bout; 
When stricken by an illness known to many as "doubt". 
For how long a dying spirit shall stand for his cause? 
When hopelessness is hinting that the battle's already lost. 

Yet so many that have fallen who gallantly had fought; 
Even without a helmet or a cold winter's coat. 
That it is worthwhile to be still breathing; it is a mercy divine; 
And to perish in the battle is honorable and sublime. 

 
   Date & Time of Writing: 
   June 18, 2012 
   10:42 a.m. - 1:08 p.m. 


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Taking The Lead

I can feel Your presence;
I can feel You in all that I do.
I can feel You walking with me,
And I don't know what to do.
I just need to trust You
Because this is a journey I cannot see.
I am giving up;
Thank You for taking the lead.


Details | Free verse | |

Concrete Steps

            Concrete Steps

Concrete steps took the old woman with her cane
The last hours fell on her sidewalk awkward gait
There is nothing like a walk to town 
Flowing rain, following shadows down
Buildings changing into complex shapes in fading light

We were sad to see her go, though
It was not her nature to be held back

Along the narrow closing road
She took alley ways far from the shops
They were closed
Everyone knew that 

One foot was bad, the other slow from lost grace and age
None of that mattered, in her travels, and who had time for facts
She headed in her own circles by cane and foot
Which took direction to, no special place or path

There was no reason to go out at this late hour
And the city is too far from home

If she finds her way back unharmed we will be happy
Her shoes are waiting here, where she had left them
There is always the concern for broken glass
Concrete steps must be measured on the path
When walking with naked feet along the street 


Details | Free verse | |

Happy As A Bug

                Happy As A Bug

Happy bug got stepped on today insuring death
Ending its existence from a lineage stretching back
Billions of years his species started off in insect ways
They came equipped with speed and armor
A miniature size assured their survival  
But something happened to this buggy thing
Primarily an outside creature playing in the sun
Simply wanting to discover something new
The feel of plush carpet in the merry neighborhood
It stumbled in erratic movements to the cozy home 
Stepped inside for the first time in its life
This was an errant turn
It only wanted to pass through                       
Innocence and speed did not aid this particular situation
A playful carefree nature didn’t do
The young, beautiful, elegant woman in stiletto shoes
In a soft and graceful move to take some caviar with spoon
Caught the little fella with her heel
It was so long and narrow, a chance encounter
His time had come.  It’s done 
To become a stain upon the rug
Little bug must have felt so lucky
Not to be crushed by someone ugly
It was an honor and a privilege to die at her lovely feet
A happy merry bug that rests in peace


Details | Clerihew | |

The Scrooge Christmas Musical

     The Scrooge Christmas Musical

Hiding in bed is poor Scrooge
His antigravity boots too huge
To hold him down from bad spirits
Only there to teach him new lyrics


 Created on 12/04/14  for - Andrea Dietrich - A Christmas Character Clerihew –    Poetry Contest


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Lighthouses

I’m standing solemnly contemplating 
How ageing lighthouses independents
Have become Maritimes normality 
With beacons becoming statutory 

Now standing shimmering silhouetted
You’re shining flawlessly undemanding
The hopeful monument oblivious 
To seamen’s abounding adorations

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.22.2014
Contest: The Lighthouse 
Nette Onclaud
7th


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Merrily Down The Stream

            Merrily Down The Stream

While on our honeymoon to Ireland our flight went down
It landed in the stormy ocean
My wife and I just married and in a hurry to leave town
Nobody drowned but we’re stuck in this commotion

People climbing over each other in the dark
We finally made our way to Dublin wet and tired
Showered in cold water as the boiler broke
And found our way to bed where we retired 

The Mrs. was not happy and had other plans instead
She ran into the streets completely naked
Screwed anything that had a pulse and was not dead
And I was left alone to pay the check and waited

When she returned I forgave my holy whore
And took her once again back to the water
Put her in a tiny boat without an oar (or is it a paddle?)
And sent her up or down the stream… It doesn't matter

                                            7/16/14  Vacation Humor – Poetry contest


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Search For America

Written April 6, 2014


Pack up your things
Place them into boxes
And load them all into the car
Cause we're headed off in the morning
To sail off with the sunrise
And coast off into the night sky
Over open fields of rye and wheat
Through rain or shine
Snow or sleet we will find
Our way to a new home
We're off on our search for America

As days bleed into weeks
We're peacefully sailing 
With the wind on our cheeks
Rest your head, while I sail you can sleep
While I cruise under Pink Moons
You're dreaming to Astral Weeks
They remind us of home
But sound more and more foreign
As the rain keeps on pouring behind us
But the sun continues to shine on the 
horizon
As we continue on with our search for 
America


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The Open Door of Opportunity

It’s quite funny what I feel inside at this very moment
You figured me out from the start, but I’m not torn apart
I see you smile that smile of content, as innocent as an infant
You have dug out the passion, plowing in my heart

I misplaced the key, but I’m positive that your door will open
Someone once told me, “Doors will open and doors will close”
Do I have a place in your heart of kindliness or am I a vermin?
Haven’t I told you that poetry can rhyme or end up like prose?

It’s a pity that we have to part one way or another
The open door of opportunity is still left ajar for you and I
Step into the light and we’ll be a good example for sure!
Turn the wheel and we’ll escape the tragedy in goodbye

Ignite the passionate fire and I’ll give you a helping hand
Do you need a push or two? I’ll push you forward in no time
Don’t worry, for I’ll be your emerald compass and lead you to the Promiseland
Where you and I will pursuit the afterlife and we’ll be together a married couple, so sublime

Leave it in God’s hands and He will provide an escape route
Don’t let discouragement enter your heart – you got the power!
We will be out of the world that’s in captivity no doubt
Take action by standing up for yourself in front of enemies that are sour!

Share with me your inspiration that’s been a natural gift from the Lord
Thankful for the fact that I found a friend like you
Do you have the attitude of gratitude? You and I should receive a unique award
It’s a fast-paced world and angst can get passed around – if only you knew


Details | Verse | |

Through Cobwebs And Dust

I climbed the aging stairs to the quaint room of lavender and dream through decrepit cobwebs and blackened dust I began to search in a pressing need For, in this room of distant memories my heart cried out to relive a time, a place of beauty abound where gracious words I embraced I pulled the age old book from a forgotten box of yesteryear with cracked leather and auburn pages  I could taste the innocence of youth  I began to read the story of a boy's adventure at the mere age of eight a story of the Monarch Butterfly  and the flight of freedom's gate I peered from the small window past  the aging pane and dust I cleared the webs of silk and I began to dream of love I leaped in heavy breath and ran toward the lake where, I met a wondrous Monarch and in flight he took me away Upward past the clouds fluttering amid heavens gate for a moment I lived eternity in ethereal colors I was draped We paused and circled one last time then headed back to the lake he laid me down in emerald grass as my eyes slowly waked Within my spirit a song rang out and the soft wind touched my face I pulled the curtain and brushed the sill and headed downstairs in grace For, in one moment, I did dare dream a place, a flight......I did believe........ ______________________________________ Contest Cobwebs And Dust Date-03/13/12


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To My Wife Joyce Standeford

    My mind's a naturalistic blur;
    She is a hazy green image
    pressed up against the lens
    Our hands press against each other
    only separated by the glass;
    her body is in the shape of crucifixion
    tired arms sagging, feet clinched
    But she sprung from a garden
    once clothed in leaves and life;
    I will die with her, a green tree.

    My Joy, sweet, true,
    Greenish in petals, nature's favorite hue
    You've reached the hill-tops, and
    The sun's yellow flame
    Is now a streak of red, racing past us
    To the land of the dead
    And one day we will meet it there.

    Day unfolds Joy's velvet face;
    She yawns, stretches her
    Round slight jaw at the yellow
    sky. I die for her; she dies too.
    Her desire is for flesh foods;
    Her groans consume my logic; fire
    Clothes her nakedness, her womb
    She gasps for breath and wants
    To drink the sadness of men.

    My Joy, sweet, true,
    Your body's green, tears blue
    Body bowed, droplets of dew
    Do all but taste your sweetness
    And look how sorrowful you shine
    Spinning your petals
    To turn water into wine
    How proud you are of what only the sun
    Has done; I poke gently your stretched skin,
    Feel the strained tenuous echo
    Of strings I've played within
    Wrapped in your body
    I feel enraptured now as then.

    I die for her and she dies too.
    Her heat gasps with the warmth
    Of glowing coals within her, fiery;
    I quit my desire, strangle myself
    With my own bone, cut short
    To calm the bursting blood; red-faced,
    The strength within me starts to bud
    So I am young once more and willing
    To be dumb again in love.

    My Joy, sweet, tenuous,
    I once could play you soft and timorous
    Tears swashing green upon your skin
    Our morning dew did know no sin.
    But dusk falls rapidly upon us
    Skin once beautiful now onerous
    Wrinkles us in shame, still honor finds us
    In the dirges that remind me
    Of the life that's lost behind us.

    My Joy, sweet, tender, kind
    How proud and sorrowful you shine
    I must carry you within
    Buried bodies know no sin;
    You are beautiful and bright
    Burn your brightest here tonight
    And as dusk begins to call
    Let us here upon it fall

    Our closely sewn shadows touch silk, the cloth of our doom
    And the curtains of death do shroud us in eternity's womb.

    Don V Standeford 


Details | Haiku | |

Life Extensions - Haiku

     Life Extensions - Haiku

squirming on the pole
worm knows his place in nature
line extends, fish bites


Details | Free verse | |

A Drop of Tea

A DROP OF TEA

Dawn lays down a carpet of light
Curtains of rain gather on the wind
Lift and swirl
On nature and day
As they make their way down
To hold the ground in place
Some drops fall after a time
Through an imposing hole in the ancient cabin
Formed by a meteor at some distant point in time
The structure receives them one by one
They fill a cup
Stationed atop a hot wood stove
A boiling point arrives
To serve the drops of day
In time for a good morning
And a spot of tea





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Echoes

Echoes
By Kevin Robey
January 6, 2014

If there was a time that I realized what I hide
It’s the day that they saw the fire behind my eyes
If there was someone in whom I'll never confide
Anyone anywhere while I reside in these lies

So scared of the sunshine in places they love
I’m safer down here where the shadows are bright
It’s not scary when echoes fit like a glove
Call out for everyone and no one at night

Don’t think I’m giving up, my faith isn’t used
I’ll just dig through hell to rise above it all
Two black eyes new I’m broken and freshly bruised
Still searching the dark for my own wonder wall

I see why you're scared, guess now that we know
What I meant back then, when I couldn’t fight
Revealed much more than words could ever show
Saw these bright lights in the darkest of nights

You won’t see me hide my insecurities
Expect nothing less cause my fears live out loud
With every degree of my abilities
I’ll give you the answers up high from the clouds

These words are like glass it happened so fast
I started these thoughts now leaking with love
The family tree from ashes of the past
Means something more, what I was dreaming of


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soft strength

pleasure leaks as your sweet harmony joins my vicious endeavors, a new genre for your love streams, my manhood elevates your passion capturing your emotions' allow me to bury my transgressions please rescue me from my intentions. purify my soul open my eyes to a love untold', conquer my heartbreak align my romance with the deepest parts of your fears, catapult my ambitions unmask my ignorance sweet dear for the sweet edge of my sword of bravery admires my prideful gain.


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Tears of Absence To Oyedokun Simeon: My Beloves friend

Tears of Absence
To
Oyedokun Simeon: My Beloved
friend
when my yearning becomes a
letter
Lost inside dust of time
This poem will deliver my feeling
To you Simeon the son of
Oyedokun
For home is always home,
For only those who stay
when flame of war erupts
Frienship is not for coward
And struggle is not for fragile
hearts
Life is not always smooth sailing
It has its ups and downs,
Smiles and frows
There is no success without
failure
Hardship and pain, you have to
endure
Don't give up!
Simeon, when my song becomes
a melody
Of tears it is only because of
you!
My poem is not for pall - bearers
But I read dirge in your absence
Or is there anything to compare
with
Absence of the death?
But we won't die the son of
Oyedokun
For our friendship is a destiny
of tomorrow
Through we are way - farers
Simeon, Remember! Remember!!
Greate things could be achieve
tonight
we need to struggle with all our
might
Though when everything
becomes cloudy
Surely, we would reach the top
And succeed one day.
Written by: Ajeyemi Wasiu .A.


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Image On The Lake - Haiku

Image On The Lake – Haiku

Two images?  Chirp!
Sparrow looks, hits mirror lake
Lake answers with, “splash!”


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Alone With No Sense Of Direction

I am a lost person, but I am not alone.
I make choices in my life and I choose to let go.
I need a change of space, and my lyrical notes,
The beauty and the face should fade, but more I want to grow.
The nobility in life is sad, when madness is a nuisance and insanity a fad.
I have some regrets, some I can't forget,
but If I can't forgive myself, then who will forgive my sins?
I'll give it my all, and pray I win.
I'll keep my heart locked and throw away the key,
never let anyone inside, so I can remain free.
Can I question a higher power, or would I be dead,
The scum of the earth, creating poetry that is read,
by the mindless masses, blaming the heart to death,
I hope this will heal me, burning the past, 
The beauty in the innocence, never really lasts.
I have a feeling tonight will open my eyes, 
and guide me too the light instead of lies.
I'm praying to god that you are how I think you are,
because I need compassion, not just a broken heart.
I don't know why I like you, but you seem to close to part.
Please don't leave me here, surrounded in the dark.


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Blessed Grace

To no avail, he caught my eye-clenching on the branch of the endemic prey.
Watching the sound of a colorful array,
to be in sight of the shimmering tales of no surprises.
Held by its clenching teeth in suffering agony.
Of his mercy defeated by one leg.


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In the Arms of Peace-abiding Angels

I don’t know what I know
I fly like an eagle – just go with the flow!
I don’t know what I know
I don’t know what you’re thinking about 
But I can tell you’re puzzled in your own mind
Maybe I can find x2 
Peace in mind 
For you and I to cherish forever
Stop being so introverted!
Be converted
To bravery and put your doubts to bed

It’s strange really
I don’t know what I know seriously 
Storms are brewing in you as clouds lift you higher than where I am
The waves are crash beneath us
But, you’ll be safe and sound
In His hands, you’ll find relief and happiness
It’s quite hard to adjust to change
I don’t know your mind – 
I wish I can read your mind sometimes
It’s about time we rearrange
And fall into the arms of peace-abiding angels

Let’s go…let it go…
Let’s go…let it go…
Let’s embrace
The arms of peace-abiding angels tonight
Tonight, we’ll seek divine flight
We will make it in no time
Let yourself dance 
To the rhythm of my heart
Let’s go with the flow of the midnight breeze
Promise me you won’t tear this heart apart
You’re not alone, the sunrays will melt away the freezing anxiety 
And put your mind and heart at ease
The peace-abiding angels created the playful sunrays 
With God’s helping hand
You’re the butterflies that admire my presence
I know I might sound corny or dense!
I throw my hands sky-high
Happy-go-lucky parrots pass us by 
I wish I were them right now

I scream gallantly: 
“TAKE AWAY THE PAIN,
DRIPPING LIKE ACID RAIN!”
Lightning flashes and a storm tries to suck us in
But, we’re safe and sound
 In the arms of the peace-abiding angels
We’re above the ground
Overflowing with heavenly miracles
Grant us peace in mind…
Before we become blind
Just like the rest of the inhabitants in the World of Woe
I don’t know my selfish deeds
No more doubting or sinning, plant seeds
Of faith and erase your uncertainty
Fall into the arms of the peace-abiding angels
Spread your wings and trace ecstasy 

I don’t know you anymore! 
How come you’re the only one that I adore? 
Let the angels take us to cloud seven
Don’t you know that being with you is like rejoicing in heaven?

It’s funny that I noticed you in the near future
You’re caught in the whirling fantasies
I can see you, far off in the distance…is there any hope to nurture? 
You’re as puny as an ant 
It’s weird to admit, but I kissed the wicked lips of the abyss
Who said I can’t?

I don’t know my selfish deeds
No more doubting or sinning, plant seeds
Of faith and erase your uncertainty
Fall into the arms of the peace-abiding angels
Spread your wings and trace ecstasy 

I don’t know what I know
But, I know for certain that you’re walking on your own in victory
I don’t know what I know…
I don’t understand what I see…
Do I witness peace? Confusion? Catastrophe? 

I don’t know my selfish deeds
No more doubting or sinning, plant seeds
Of faith and erase your uncertainty
Fall into the arms of the peace-abiding angels
Spread your wings and trace ecstasy 

I don’t know your motives or intentions, but your purpose is shown, you see
In my eyes, they’re wicked and free
Stop being so insecure!
Be careful! Make sure
To say your little prayers tonight – it would act as a cure
To this dirty heart of mine, basking in sinful lust – it’s so impure

Dance freely…let go gaily
Dance freely… be filled with glee 
Let’s embrace
The arms of peace-abiding angels tonight
Tonight, we’ll seek divine flight
We are caught up in a trance
Do me a favor and depart
From the morbid nightfall, 
Hunting down our delightful light and innocence 
To the rhythm of my heart
Let’s go with the flow and ride on the back of a happy Hippogriff 
Promise me you won’t look down or behind you!
You’re not alone, the sunrays will melt away the freezing anxiety 
And put your mind and heart at ease
Accept your gifts and talents and 
Jump with joy!
You and I will jump into the arms of the peace-abiding angels
The peace-abiding angels created the playful sunrays 
With God’s helping hand
I throw my hands sky-high
Happy-go-lucky parrots pass us by 
Wave goodbye to our past and let’s fulfill our future as it gives us a natural high
It’ll boost us high and we’ll cry
Happy tears and we won’t know why!

I don’t know if we’re meant for each other
No more doubting or wasting time, plant seeds
Of faith and gain assurance
Fall into the arms of the peace-abiding angels
Go to them for any problem and they’ll help us in an instance!
Spread your wings in confidence and embrace ecstasy with me!

Kiss the doubt and darkness farewell
You’ll find another companion…oh well x2
Be converted
To bravery and put your doubts to bed
Soon enough, you’ll find your true love this splendid night
I know 100% that you’ll survive this dangerous plight
With the peace-abiding angels and I by your side
For the meantime, don’t cower away and hide – 
Fight the Good Fight!  


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After the storm

After the storm life seems fresh

our Lord took us out of that mess

After the storm

the sun shines through

Our Lord made us brand new

After the storm

we walk in His light

things seem so bright

After the storm

people know

His love has touched us

His love is new


After the storm

we look at the sky

We praise Him for all He does

He keeps us in line

After the storm

life is nice


He is the one

whom gives us advice!



Written by:©Betty Bolden

8-11-04


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Echoing slogans of life

The shying of success
When thou call to success
To overcome temptation 
and suffocation.
Adaptation of beneath
And low underneath
Befall upon the falling
Scheming of town and 
properties.
Patience is the overcomer
extremely.
Don’t be in a hurry
It will be your turn sooner.


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Fading Anguish

Forced down onto the thick mud
the stench of this rotten blood
Determined for this to be surreal
My fate would change if it were real

My life begins anew In my head
From the time mother put me to bed
Father took me to my first Yankee’s game
Where I was inspired by their fame

To keep the kids soundly in bed
My blood, I fear, I must shed
Not knowing whether I would live or die
the anguish is consuming my thigh

The pain is slowly dying out
my destiny is nothing but a doubt
Laying on the red infested loam
Guadalcanal, you are my last home.


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The Battle

Here we go men! Into the valiant fight!
Where men become men and cowards flee our sight!

Iron will clang and feet will race;
As bullets are thrown at a frightening pace!

Men will be thrown and cries will be heard –
As we fly our way through the smoke like a bird.

But in the end we shall acquire our victory;
And together we’ll go down in the great epic of history!


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THE KEY WORLD OPENER

Spectacles one said,

A C one said,

Wheels one said,

Electricity one said,

At once,I say none,

But pen-

The Key World opener!


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Sierra Leone - A long way gone book by Ishmael Baeh

South province where Mattru jong is located!
    
Intriguing issues as a young boy!
    
Escaped from drugs and the war!
   
Rebels – They don’t agree with the government and think    everyone is the enemy!
     
Ready to start over!
    
A lhaji close friend of Ishmael!
    
Lonely waking around by himself at the age of 12!
   
Evaluated but never understood!
  
One world with terrible memories!
    

Never being able to let go of  memories! 
           

Elated  at being with his uncle!


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The Superhero Frog part 1

                    The Superhero Frog 
                                                                        
   Once  upon a time,there was a frog named
   Curious George
   he swam in the lily pond and slept in a 
   hollow log, 
   It was a very comfortable place for a frog,
   He swam and had great fun,
   He warmed himself lying in the sun,
   But George was often sad,lonely,and scared,
   He didn't have any friends because no one
   would dare,
   Just because he was different, it seemed to
   him no on cared.
   All the town kids wouldn't play with him,
   because of his long green sticky tongue and 
   his green skin, 
   Then one day, he heard some loud shouts!
   He wondered what all the fuss was about,
   He hippty-hopped through a hole in the
   fence,
   Then he was in grass so dense, 
   He could just barely see the sky,                                                                
   This was how he got his name he was
   always asking why?
   But that was a question for another day,
   For right now, he had to be on his way,
   He hippity-hopped out on to the sidewalk,
   He could hear some people talk,
   But he just had to see,
   What all the commotion could possibly,
   possibly be,
   Then he saw a little boy and girl playing ball 
   in the street,
   They were not paying any attention to cars
   or trucks they could meet,
   An old rickety truck,with wobbly wheels, 
   bouncing springs, steam pouring from the 
   radiator spout,
   went bouncing and wobbling down the street
   with a clatter and bang,  
   the driver beep his horn happily along to his
   song as he sang,
   The kids and driver didn't hear the warning 
   shouts of                       
              LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT!
   George saw what was happening and quick 
   as a flash,
   He hippity-hopped to the edge of the 
   sidewalk in a mad dash,
   Then he stuck out his looooooonnnnnnnnng 
   sticky green tongue 
   as fffffffffffaaaaaaaaarrrr as he could, 
   He wrapped it around that boy and girl right
   where they stood, 
                          
            
              
              
   not enough space see my page,part 2 for the  
   rest of the story...                                                       
   k river                                                                    
   8/12/14                                                             


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Abide in the Light

You abide in the light
I’ll miss you…when you venture off at night 
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t leave me…   

Forgive me for drifting away from you… 

Please forgive me…
Please don’t ignore me…
Hear my pleas…don’t turn the other direction…
Run with me…into heaven’s light

I’ve given you my soul…
I’ve shared with you my melody
I’ve fed you until you were full…
I’ve healed you when you were under the weather…
I’ve tried to bring us back together

You hang on the rope of hope
I’ll rely on you…I’ll cling to you… 
You saved me from subsiding into the obscure abyss

Don’t reject me…
Don’t depart from me…
Don’t release me…

Respect me for who I’ve become
Please respect me…
Honor my presence 
Protect me from any sort of harm  
Is it in your nature to relieve my anguish? 

I’ve been driven away by my affliction 
I’ve set you free from Egypt…and lead you to the Promise Land 
Have you forgotten my affection? 
I’ve tried to empathize what you’re going through – I’ve gave you a helping hand
Don’t you understand? Will you ever understand? 

You abide in the light 
I’ll miss you…when you depart from my heart
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t mourn for me… 

Forgive me for wishing for your absence…
Please forgive me…
Please don’t give up on me…
Hear my side of the story… don’t turn the other direction…

I’m still training for perfection    

Run with me…until we arrive at home 
Hold my hand and we’ll take divine flight 
I’ve cherished you for so long
I’ve lead you to my home town – 
Do you remember where you and I belong?

I’ve given you my trust…
I’ve shared with you my dreams
You’re an apple to my eye

You were my angel of grace, promising concord –
Bestowing blessings upon me 
Your vitality never wears off…

You were my lamp – 
Glowing with serenity and elation
Tranquilizing my mind from despair and unease

I’ll never regret…meeting you that magnificent night 
I knew that that was love at first sight
The moment you stepped foot into the light 


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DIE A WHOLE

It’s okay to have no money
A need to protest for the good of many
We just have to keep at it.
Or we die...
A death of a writer
We wanted to die
An honorable death...
Not a death of nothing…
Nothing we did for our society
Something really needs to happen
Many years is not a long time
A time for a few good things
Let’s die a whole!




This is a sharing with Tumbalata Jolo for activism.


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Kayak Haiku

     Kayak Haiku

River paddles down
Canoe skin, metal, bobbing 
Orange red on blue


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Ship

Here I stand,
Far from any land,
On this ship,
 Thirst clawing at my lips.

My throat dry,
I curse the sky!
As she spares not,
Even a single drop.

I see a spark,
The clouds turn dark.
The wind blows,
Lightening is all she throws.

I cry for a lifetime.
But this time,
I can only ask,
For that is an easy task.

The sky,
Will she let me die?
It is for the rain,
That I cry in pain.

Finally,
She rains down her mercy.
All I had to do was ask,
Just that simple task.


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Shadows

I Swear Death is Really Calling ME
Im Running Out of Air
The Darkness is Chasing Me
I Can't Shake The Shade
My Shadow Chained to The Ground
Below The Concrete is Where Im Bound
Paranoia Sticks Around as My Eyes Scan Over Every Sound
Black & White Cats Run Across Me
First bad Luck Then Death Comes To Greet Me
In Chains With The Other Enemies of Light
But I'm Actually Standing Here Alone
Shadows At My Feet
Watching MY Every Step
Laying Right Beneath Me
Waiting To Swallow Me Whole
The Sky Fall's
The Stars Drop Low
My Life Crumbles
Heavy Screams Burn Into My Soul
As I Collaps Into The Never Ending Black Floor
-Darkness


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SPORTS CAR

mine is blue
i love too
do it in style
drive wild
i do it with a smile
it like drive to the star
in my
SPORT CAR


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Ocean Hunger - Haiku

       Ocean Hunger - Haiku


Girl nude, applies salt

Covers body in butter

Hungry waves lick her 


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Boy Fish Haiku

     Boy Fish Haiku

Flood crashes over rocks
Brook flips fish up as dinner
Boy smiles, caught by sun 


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District 13 Revolution

Fireworks slide down the back of my tongue

Some went north to imitate stars, 

knowing all to well they wouldn’t even make it to the stratosphere

A fire can’t breathe with no air

Ask that man in the alley why he has to shoot black skies into his veins to see them.

You probably have more in common than you might think.

Satellite transmissions making waves like the oceans they cover

Healthy food is expensive, while poison is damn near free!

There is a storm coming

Grab your blankets and I will tell you how it ends with a new beginning.


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The Dream Machine

The Dream Machine.

These components of aluminum and metal look both strong and flexible,
These bars look like they will be able to handle,
This switch to the left of me is exciting me with sweaty feet and nervous hands.
Stories was told and portrayed through visual images all through my head. 
I would lay at the end edge of the bed, place my head and close my eyes and count to nine. Until I was above nine and I couldn't see nothing but the Inside of my mind. I wasn't in my own mind, or maybe I was but I couldn't remember where I was.

This machine of aluminum and metal look both strong and flexible,
These bars look like they will be able to handle.
But I always wonder where will this switch on my right take me?
If left is go into the past. Would the right be to go into my own very past?

This machine of aluminum and metal better be able to handle.

I don't wanna lose sight of this dream.
This vision,
This reoccurring motion of words and actions,
This part of life where I am elevated from the floor,

This part of life is where I wanna be.

As I step into this this Dream Machine. I will emerge a king. I will emerge as a queen.

Into the Dream Machine is where I wanna go.


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THE POWER THAT I HAVE

THE POWER THAT I HAVE NO ONE CAN TAKE OR HAVE.

THE POWER THAT MY MIND HAS IS TO POWERFUL TO FIND OUT.

THE POWER THAT MY MOUTH HAS IT COULD HURT YOU OR IT COULD BLESS YOU IT DEPENDS ON HOW YOU STEP TO ME OR SAY SOMETHING TO ME.

THE POWER OF MY THINKING IS VERY DEEP AND VERY SOLD.

THE POWER OF HOW WRITE MY POEMS IT COME FROM MY MIND MY SPRIT MY SOUL AND HEART NOW YOU ADD ALL THAT UP AND SEE WHAT YOU CAN DISCOVER IN YOUR SELF.

IT NO OTHER POWER YOU CAN DISCOVER FROM ONE ELSE BUT YOUR SELF.

THE POWER THAT I HAVE IT IS IN ME.


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To The Bank And Ballroom Delights

            To The Bank And Ballroom Delights

Right here right now explosions!... excited fuses!... Bombs going off!
In the back ally by the river bank
History rising to gun shots, balloons and music
Too fast to stop as something goes off
Ballroom dancing in the dark next door
Stumbling into the bank
Alarms going off.  Shots going off.  Babies screaming for a change
Drinks in three or more hands or so it seems
A little blurred and fuzzy on the scene
Music blaring, people dancing
Yellow wall flowers flying off the walls 
Exploding, floating on the edges 
With my sweetie peach we dance all night
In hand in flight over silver lights, flashing reds overhead
Music rocks history to death in the speed of numbered steps
Caresses of my baby warm against the flesh
Power drums pounding at the door of love
Feels so real, moving slowly, growing into building rhythms 
Primordial religions spinning on in joy  
Tearing yellow flowers off the walls
Hurricane bands of magic raining down on clouds of love
Enhancing, advancing on the living floor
Holding on to dear life, my sweetie pie and I 
Guns in our pockets as we rock
We came to rob a bank
Where did it go
Someone pointed to outside
Next to the disco tech is the ballroom dancing hall
By the river bank next door

11/21/14 Ballroom Delights - Poetry Contest


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IMAGINATION HUES

Drops of sweats hovers my face..
As i walk ahead slowly through a phase..
In a whirlwind like the maze..
I find myself dreaming amaze...

Glued deeply buried on the ground...
I wonder how a melodious music sound...
I drum and twirl my fingers in round..
Fidgeting strings of triangles I found...

I fall back in a convergence of scenes..
Leaving away footprints that don't dim..
Beaming with meeknes of it seems..
Mimic the yonders and let eyes gleam..

Vibrantly shining in a spectrum of rainbows...
Vigorously rejoicing loud in the meadows.
Reflecting through vivid shapely shadows..
Amusing and beckoning, one will follow...

By: olive_eloi
sept. 09, 2013
1:27pm

Dedicated to: one who imagines

------>>> 

Gonna be a happy day, i hope

Blessed are those who have found in their heart that place called happiness...

Extend kindness...
Share a smile...
Project uniqueness..


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The drink of my soul

Beautiful you are to my soul
 no matter what the day may bring
 You take your hands and kiss my tears
 and there by your feet I will stay


Just to be filled with you
 and have your compassion in my eyes
 I bend myself down to give to you a drink
 a drink of my soul

For you have already touched that place
 my fiber, the very life of me
 carrying me to my majestic sweet fountain
 my air is fresher as I rest on your unclouded mountain
 it's there my mind is made clear and you are priceless

Its the way I blossom and sprout in my soul
 you give me reason to love beyond hope
 for you are that special drink... 
 the drink in my soul.



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Red Eyes and Sinister Looks

Chains, hay forks, knives, and a hollow whisper,
become more true and sinister.
Halt in the middle of the moon light, 
and a waver image soon is no delight.
Voices run a muck in the head, 
so not calming you wish you were dead.
Gushing blood through the eye
not an image that you would rely.
Nails stuck on your neck with such pain
so your paralyze just little life sustain.
Hoodlums terrorizing people running a muck
did not really know they are in luck.
More dangerous beings are out their
to commit such act and with sinister stare.
Laughing with haunting echo's through
is an aspect of fear can imbue.
The wind changes direction to smother
the echoing sound of laughter.
The panicking state that you are in
soon drives a knife within.
Blood rushing out of your vain
a crucial part of your life dropping like rain.
Running without a destination
you will never reach anyone of your relation.
Sliding your body on a wall
keeping your fall in a stall.
Red eyes you can see it at night
is soon devouring you with little bite.
Changing your belief with tonics of relief
and it is to late to turn a new leaf.
Ears start to deceive the animals sound
eating limbs are chewing around.
Slowly your red eyes steadily getting heavy
is starting to take your life with a levy.
Dropping down with no attitude
and your life force slowly loses altitude.
Breathing comes not so easy
smelling flesh seems so beastly.
The change comes a desire
with frightening red eyes of fire.
Comes more lethal than the hoodlums 
your heart beating like drums.
Your hand becomes all fury
claws come out and your howl with furry.
Trance your in with no one to blame
a rage thats hundreds of centuries of flame.
Rising from a slumber of long lust
a animal instinct that you can trust.
Tearing things apart with no meaning
is a trait that is so deceiving.
Red eyes at night you see in a window
like a poisonous black widow.
Keeps you in attack mode of insanity
that takes all your vanity.
Ferocious emotions eating away
the soul that you had once betray.
The echoing sounds of loud thunder
breaks away the armor with sunder.
You fall once again to torturous agony
the feeling of one self is so lonely.
Shaking in the corner you are found
with blood soaked skin you drowned.
The night becomes day cruel in some way
your memories go in disarray.
The hunters with torches and sinister look
had parted way their hands shook.


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I see through you

I see eyes that look wild like a hawk
The eyes that tell stories of precious love
Eyes that sees wonderful things
These eyes that will look upon souls
Sleeping on dust with bright eyes craving for success
Shocked and overwhelm by this splendid view
My heart beats vigorously with enthusiasm
The beats that paralyse nerves with happiness
I kick all the doubt to my thoughts
Thoughts that prey on the precious thoughts 
To all my surprises a smile let go of joy 
I surpass the deepest fears and insecure
Caught by soft hands that nudge my back
Back to reality I open my mind to you
Revealing all that I have kept from many 
But your heat blaze like wild fires to this heart
The heat that burns furiously in my lonely heart
But I see you and through you I trust
Overshadowed by your presence my heart fall in love.


Details | Free verse | |

Diamond Dust, Devil

     Diamond Dust, Devil

On Mars there is only life
It turns forever up
In growing glowing heights 
Dust devils in the diamond light
Roam endlessly on rocks and planes
Lifting seas of sand 
Out of the silent planet
Dust devils take to flight
To foreign lands
Across the universe and cosmic spans
And fall down devil hot
Like diamond dust they cool and settle
As planned they find your heart
And land upon the softest spot


                                                                                                        (Diamond Dust, Devil - SKAT contest) 


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The Determined Traveler

(Dedicated to KEVIN SKINNER, TURF (the Human Knot) 
and to all other individuals who don't have the means 
but have the will) 

I am not a horseman, I am not a sailor; 
I don't have a penny, I often asked for favor. 
I am an amateur who had not traveled far; 
My only compass is the Northern Star. 

I follow the star, I'm on a journey 
Crossing desserts, the swamps, and prairies. 
I heard the voices of the unbelieving; 
For them the journey is not worth doing. 

Lend me a flambeau for my vision is blurred; 
I am headed to a place where no one has explored. 
As soon as I'm back from my uncertain travel; 
I shall bring you the good news and things to marvel. 

The sting of ambition has pierced through my bones; 
As I carefully picked on the pros and the cons. 
For I'd never been as eager or determined than before; 
Though the road maybe confronted with a sudden detour. 

If the road that I follow may lead to nowhere, 
I shall not compromise my dream to blips of despair. 
In a dif'rent terrain I hoped not to fail; 
I shall conquer the woods and establish my own trail. 

The dogs that howled at my guiding star; 
Signaling aggression as I heard from afar. 
And the darkness that engulfed from here and to there 
Could not deter the ambition of a determined traveler. 


   Date & Time of Writing: 
   June 19, 2012 
   2:18 p.m. - 4:05 p.m.


Details | Free verse | |

Living the Dream

I am living the dream.
I stand here today,
Cannot believe what I am about to say,
But I am living the dream.
At times, it's tough
And it is not always easy.
I might be condemned
For choosing this path in life;
Some may think it's too bag of a risk.
When we give it our all,
Our passion and our might,
We can overcome and forget the fear
To become who we are meant to be.
I stand here today,
Another tear ready to wipe away:
You can do all you aspire to do!
Set your mind and never give up!
If I can do it,
You can too!
I can't believe I'm about to say this,
But I am living my dreams.
I am living the dream.


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KIDS AND FUN GAMES

they love the ropes
jump like a doke
they love the swing
its there thing
love park to play
some do it everyday
to them its happy fame
KIDS AND 
FUN GAMES


Details | Free verse | |

Language Of Love

            Language Of Love

Lover’s words mend their languished souls
Stitched on the warm blanket wrapped close
Language beneath, unspoken, understanding there
No need to speak with any other voice
Than that which lovers have inside
At times like this they simply look
Into the future through each other’s eyes   
Learn the language of love for all to see
There could be no better use for lips than this
Communication begins with simple touches
Starts on emotions ignited in a kiss 
 


Details | Narrative | |

The Sea Blue Eyes I

Once in a while I meet a person whose eyes tell their story
The story is like the sky reflection on the seas of glory
The eyes are all the wonder of the world
It sees the future, past, and present
The eyes give us knowledge of the world and reflection
The reflection of sadness and weakness of each creature
The wonder of each individual being has a present
To the world who has lots of false images
To arise the moment of that one glance
To follow the heart in romance
Just the reflection that gather in your eyes of blue
What a man and a woman should view
Life is such a pain without stopping to see each eyes
Its like roses you have to enjoy each passion in side
When that moment collides with mind and heart
Nothing in your soul can keep your love apart
Join in the fun look in every eyes of a person beside
With passion and romance I bet you, you would cry
The luster of all the things to come
A bounty of life long needs to be given by just the wonders of the eyes
The blue seas reflects the different depths of our feelings
And it should become revealing
Come to your senses with ravaging hormones of lust
The sea can take you and even the reflection in the eyes of the person
The beauty is not held by one it is held by everyone
Such looks with fear for no relief
Is almost a dreadful part in our human nature
Beware of what can happen when emotions are held
Held to the core of an individual
No such thing is kindness when you find yourself in the Sea Blue Eyes
Calling in your soul by just looking
With ignorance you play around with such futile emotion
Gush away the fear and do not go insane with life so dear
The grasp of the titans comes to reveal
The evil within your heart is so obscenely noticed
You want the sea and you want those eyes to look at you with wishes
The rage in the heart are waves that cannot stop 
It pushes and pushes with no regret
The heart falters and there is only one thing in your mind
The idea of one soul to be with is the ocean 
The rifts that is trying to break to end the wants of desire
Cannot be trusted in a human lier
The beauty of man is destruction 
The beauty of women are commands
The eyes of each does not matter in the sea
Because all emotion and desire is given to those who are true
Command of a person is just one thing 
The desire to destroy is another
The Sea Blue Eyes will see no bother cause it bares it all
Even the utmost desire
To be continue.


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OUR TEACHER OFTHE PASS

sure they walk
and they walk
all kind on the pickett line
iwas to leav e hate behind
that was the task
they were
OUR TEACHER OF THE PASS


Details | Lyric | |

Man Of Your Dreams: Repost

What if I was the man of every girl's dream,
Regrettably, they didn't know it.
Though certain things didn't exist instantly,
Yet I was him and couldn't show it.

What if you found him when you met me,
In your presence there I stood.
I had no wings of an angel, nor aura heavenly,
Yet I could do what no other man would.

You knew who I was and knew my name,
We've crossed paths and life moved on.
The quest for perfection was to blame,
Which is why misfortune stood strong.

Not to say vainly, "I'm God's gift to the world,"
Just what if I was created to be
The man of your dreams, liked by woman and girl;
Would you overlook or choose me?


©2013 Honestly JT


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Light On the Devil's Chord -part 3-

In a deep sleep, I fell upon the fields, tired, rejuvenated, and blessed
Wandering in many a dream

A warm sun creeping from the heavy cream clouds woke me up
And I felt His presence once again
Sitting up, I rubbed my weary eyes and smiled sadly,
"He...He spoke to me, and He granted me love, with dreams of hills,
Prairies filled with sunflowers, hares dashing about in joy,
The soft rains from supple clouds tickled my frowns to smiles,
And a turkey from afar winked at me with knowing assurance."

Christ lifted me up and kissed my forehead gently,
"My silly, lovely sister, good morning,
Come with me. . .
We shall talk for a little while,
And then you will be away for a time."

His expression grew grim...

"Yes, my sister, lessons will be learned,
Keep your faith, and your heart will guide you,
Do not give in to the lies of the ancient serpent,
Whom you will see in a very short while
Talk with him, be with him,
But if his claws wrap around your innocent throat,
I am told to not intervene, for this is the test God has given you"

I looked at Christ lovingly and embraced him
"Thanks be to God, for this gift of opportunity,
Tell me how long with the serpent shall I stay?"

He held me tightly for a moment, 
Then looked at me with tears in his eyes

"The Lord God Almighty had visited me last night,
Telling Me to take you to the pit,
Where Satan and his demons thrash,
And for 40 days and 40 nights you shall remain there,
Then you shall see how his mind decays in his ways
That his pride and his servitude of lies and murder slashes all thought of change
That repentance to him, is failure, weakness, and far below him..
You shall soon see if it is possible to save one that does not wish to be saved"

I took Christ's hands
"Do not be afraid for me, my brother,
I am ready for this test
I am ready to face him and give my say,
Though my purpose is risky,
My heart is filled with Your grace, 
And I know even in darkness, God is there
Perhaps I mean not to save him,
But to understand him
I only hope You see the strength in me to fulfill such a thing"

Smiling, He lifted me in the air and twirled me
"Oh precious, magnificent sister!
I never doubt your strength,
For your glory reflects off the face of your Almighty Father
Your questions have filled His heart with gladness and warmth,
Your innocence is precious and fills Him with joy
Testing you, He has no doubt-
Though know mistakes can be made, and will be no less dire
Therefore, be wary in the dark,
For in it you will face illusion, sadness, desire, anger, and all evil shrouding,
No good advice will be given along the way,
It is merely you and Satan, eye to eye 
And the terrible shrieks of the demons at his feet still shall tempt"

Departing from Christ with few last words,
He lead me to the bottomless pit, which is sealed and impenetrable
Advising me to wait, He disappeared from view,
The last of the light I would witness, fading into the mysterious eve

I stared at the mighty seal in awe
Rough rock and black soot surrounding the dread inside...


Details | Haiku | |

Dry Storm - Haiku

     Dry Storm - Haiku

wind blazes on lake
ripples hum across surface
louder, thunder bound


Details | Verse | |

god

Thank you god by my side
you make me smile
a journey of success 
you grant me will last for miles
all the negative can be exiled
when my time is come to see you up above
ill  bring all my good vibes and thing i
learned earth new beggings are about to have
have a rebirth when it is time
but for now i remain divine
knowing ill never be last in line
always sacred


Details | Haiku | |

Nature And Noodle - Haiku

     Nature And Noodle - Haiku

Noodles steam in lake
Roll over water falls cooked
Rocks taste soup flavor 


Details | Free verse | |

Self

I have an identity... But I doubt it’s me.
Cobbled together from bits and bobs,
A congregation of smiles and nods,
And relatives laughing and joking at odds
With a suspect reflection that hints to be

New. Vocal tones picked up from tune;
Revolving circles, inviting clicks,
Associations that follow with tick,
Tock, Over, under, another poor trick,
Like I’m the carving, still elusively hewn

From bickering rock. Whilst even my train 
Of thought doesn’t run on time.
Slowing down to pick up more crimes
To reason, other passengers to mime
On stirring repeat, across the anchored plain.

The real question, then, we all must ask,
Is are our fortunes so unique in mode,
Us: works of art flogged by bar code?
Standing jointly as evolving cliff-sides erode?
Or should we just (through time) unmask,

Endure our stormy strolling selves.


Details | Rhyme | |

Now I miss you

You were the beginning to my 
life, I loved you like a bullet to
my head...

Took the gun and stood on thing 
edge... Now you're gone and I 
miss you! I wish I could have done
better, the way my life was with you,
seeming like it was right to.. But I 
can't get you out of my head.

You are a broken record, never changin'
always thinkin' that this was right! Our
parents didn't think so... Every morning
every night... you couldn't separate us
we were just right!

And... Now I miss you.
-Alley


Details | Haiku | |

Baby Bird - Haiku

     Baby Bird – Haiku

From the nest, a fall
Tumbling with few feathers down
Soft ground is a kiss


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Foullen -Part Two-

-Kaz walks in the room slowly his hair hanging in his face wiping his forehead with the back of his hand- Hello Foullen, Have you had a chance to feed yet today ?
Foullen-he turns around standing far from Kaz-
Kaz- ilove you. -He gets up walking towards the direction in which Foullen was smiling alittle- You bit me and it set off sparks Im mesmerised by you and your existance I let you feed because i cant stand anything happening to you. I love you
Foullen-quickly turns around looking at Kaz-
Kaz-He stands directly in front of him touching Foullen on the cheek looking in his eyes-
Foullen-he quickly grabbed his things, fastly opening the door walking out into the woods-
Kaz-he runs out following him- Foullen!
Foullen-he walks faster not turning around as he huffs out the door-
Kaz-he contines to go after him sprinting and following him closely still calling out to him- Foullen!
Foullen-he turns around his eyes glowing a bright bright blue- "what!"
Kaz-Why are you running? You had a sparkle in your eye when i told you i loved you, and now your running. what is going on?
Foullen-he would mumble something under his breathe and begins to talk louder- " eh um idk, no one has said that before, how was i suppose to react? happy?" -he closed his eyes and sighed as if he failed-
Kaz-Im sorry if it upset you but its the reason i keep coming back, I keep coming for you. -he grabed his arm lightly in a comforting manner-
Kaz-He kisses him gently- I dont want to let you go ever -He whispered softly in Foullens ear after their lips parted-
Foullen-he turned away from Kaz and started to walk away-
Kaz-He got up going towards Foullen wrapping his arms around the vampires chest from behind-
Foullen-"im nothing you want" -he unwraps Kaz's arms from his chest and pushes him away-
Kaz-You are what I want exactly in fact. Your strong and beautiful, and you make me smile inside. I want nothing else but you.
Foullen-"many people come up to me saying that, how do i know your not any different?" -he sighed looking down-
Kaz-Well, Ive followed you thus far, and I keep advancing admist all of you attepmts to push me away. And i know you felt something when you kissed me. Im here for the long hull, and I know im not perfect and never will be but I aspire to be as perfect as I can for you. And even when we fight to the point of crying, I wanna be the one to hold you, and try my best to protect you in whatever way i can.

(Stay tuned for Part Three)


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Abberance of the ATHIEST

A brand new clock ,
    with all new resolution i wish to buy.
From the eight hour of midnight to the arrival of dawn i'm all awake,,
thinking of what the real aim is....whether to b an athiest or a priest.!!
  The soul speaks in darkness and wotever echoes from there is;;;;
      NEVER TO ABHOR.
      NEVER TO BE ABERATED BY WOTEVER IS AROUND.
      NEVER TO  BE AN ABATOR.!!
 
the mind Abjure's & the soul takes an oath to abnegate all the evil around.,
to abolish all fear,,thrust & lust
 & never to feel abashed for how you are, wot you are.
 as Life is nothing more than a nine day wonder,
 it''s just a game of ABINTESTATEMENT which  begins with a bliss of growth &
 vision of hope.


Details | Free verse | |

Life On The Street

Dried up like a reservoir
In the mid summer heat
The cracks in the ground
Are like
The life lines, upon my face
I have weathered many a storm
As if
I have lived a 100 lifetimes,
Instead of one! 

Bare, rough, dirty feet
Shoes are hard to come by,
These days
Unless, I steal them!
But, then I will become a target
Having something new
It will get stolen from me
By some other gang
Or by some cruel and nasty person!

“Bare feet it is!”
“Less problems, this way!”
Feet are made for walking
I will use them
For what
They are made for!
“Now let’s get something to eat, I am starving!”

Loitering around Hungry Jacks and Macca's
Asking people 
As they walk out
With their hot, delicious, fresh food
For a gold coin or two
Dumpsters and bins
Look nice, today!
Only half eaten, stuff
A lot of wastage!
“Not the freshest stuff, but hey!”
Make do, with what we have!

The sun is shining today
Not sure where to wash though...
Water is scarce, thank god for public toilets
They sure come in handy!
They say it is fun
And you are lucky to have freedom!
But, 
It is a lie we tell ourselves
To remain ignorant
To pretend, we don’t give a damn
But, inside, 
We really do!

For you see ,
There are sacrifices
To the choices you make
When you have to live them, out
“Don’t be a fool!”
Life is no fairytale, on the dirty streets of hell!

During the day, 
The city lights up
It glitters 
As if
It were made out of gold!
It comes alive with people
Rushing here, rushing there, rushing everywhere
Not really knowing, what 
They are presently, doing 
People reminding me of robots, sheep and zombies
Acting as if they are in control of everything
When in fact, they are not!

"Who knows what is around the corner?"
"What is coming, your way!"
Life is unpredictable,
"Beware!"

“Don’t be mislead by the fakes, around here”
“There is plenty of them!”
Eyes are on you,
Down every alley way
Standing on every corner
Watching you
"You, are in ‘our territory’ now!"

“Hold onto your bags tight!”
For, 
I may be lurking behind you
One minute there,
Next minute gone!
It is the nature of the game
As
I snatch and grab your bag
When I see you off guard
Taking your money
Claiming it, as my own
You see,
I need it to survive on!
I'm banking on you, being rich!
I told you
This place is a hell hole
And, 
I meant it!

This dark place
Full of shadows and conscious deceit
Will swallow you up 
Eating, you alive!
You will lose your way
In its pit of endless darkness
There is no Prince Charming’s, out here!
There is no one to save you
There are only damsels in distress
Like me!

No one
Comes to your aid
When you need it the most
You could diminish and disappear one day
Within a blink of an eye!
Without a hint 
Nor trace of you, left behind
No one will see it happen
Because
No one
Opens their mouth up, around here!
So,
Love and appreciate, one another!
Care for yourself and care for others!
Tell your loved ones 
'you love them' often
And,
‘Enjoy' 
The home, you live in!


Details | Free verse | |

Where the Blazed Trail Ends

In the middle of the forest, 
Where the light is at its least, 
Where the darkness does abound,
Is where the blazed trail ends.

Until now we've had a guide, 
To help us on our way;
But here and now we stand alone,
Where the blazed trail ends.

We cannot take the paths before us,
For they cannot be taken twice.
We must make our own way beyond
Where the blazed trail ends.

The paths before us give us hope
That we too can succeed.
Our new journey has just begun,
Where the blazed trail ends.


Details | Haiku | |

Winter Trip Haiku

     Winter Trip Haiku

Winter comes, aged, pains
Oriental dancer’s trip
Go over ice falls


Details | Rhyme | |

Visions of the New World

Sail, oh ship across the seas
Spread all hails and reveries
May your crafted frame drift as waters expand
Not one plank of wood proclaimed on land
Tales of brackish courage shall be told
Excited male minds in search of gold
To the New World soon to be in view
Of land untouched beyond the great old blue

4-7-13


Details | Free verse | |

Subtle Seduction

Watching you clean our pool
On a hot, summers day
Admiring your muscular, tanned body
Your butt looks cute in those shorts!
Strutting around, like your king of the castle
While, I slip into my new, red bikini
Rubbing coconut oil, into my skin
Putting my long, blonde hair loosely in a bun
Leaving a few strands loose
One last twirl, in the mirror
Before walking down stairs
Taking a closer look, at this fine, male specimen!
“Mmmm”
You look even yummier, close up!
Your shirt wide open, baring your manly chest
A big smile, as you greet me “Hello” 
Delighted to see me
Your full package, clearly showing!
Untying my bikini top
My full bosoms, on display
A flirtatious smile, your eyes, widening
I dive in the pool, inviting you in
Be carefree, be spontaneous
You only get to live once!


Details | Free verse | |

All The Nice Girls

All the Nice Girls

I'd like to sail the Seven Seas
With seven sailors hearty,
Seven ports in seven days,
And seven nights to party.

My every wish would be fulfilled
For me by crewmates, seven,
And when friends ask me where I've been,
I'll say "in seventh heaven!"


Details | Rhyme | |

A Walk Through the Snowy Copse

Into the snow white castle only tepid feet bound
Head mirror of quilted bed reflects a glimmering compound
Satin blanket spreads over each frozen mound
A blinding glare from the silted bed doth rebound
With each heavy step mist arises from fluffed goose down
Arching o'er head a crystalline canopy doth crown
The hooded frames as glowing sentinels ballast ground
The woody rails in their icy coat of arms surround
As tempest blows, crackling arms in groaning chorus resound
From portholes beaming, frozen pellets wayfarers confound
Alighting from pillowy perches, Red-shouldered hawks with wings unwound
Strafe the bystanders; with their prickly dander doth hound
A fibrous parapet of occluded, twining roots shields ground
Each truant sole straying from the beaten path will impound
Buried stumps as pulpy landmines on periphery abound
The errant, plodding heel with shocking pain to redound
Pace must quicken in the late afternoon stound
Dusk's chilling tides o'er snowy copse leaves laggards spellbound
As the last rays of light funnel into 
the background
Enchanting visions of woodland nymphs mind's eye doth astound


Details | Haiku | |

Deflated Raft 1 and 2

Deflated Raft 1 and 2 – Haiku

     Deflated Raft 1

air depleted, sigh
rubber flat, spinning chaos 
raft takes on water


     Deflated Raft 2

floats on cold water  
flat, under maelstroms great weight 
watch the raft turn, sink





Details | Bio | |

Scrubs

A persona, a Title
A uniform, an assumed frame of reference
and a certain state of mind.

I was surprised
As i hit the down button
on a sinking ship
And re-learned how to swim again.

I can do it
This is what i was made for
I know, i can do it
Even if you have gym socks
That are older than i am.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Unfolding

When the deep dark wind of pain starts folding in around me

you take hold of my hands and wrap them in love.


It seems that this way of darkness unfolds right before my eyes

it's your love that keeps me alive


So precious is the thought that unwinds

of the way things use to be

when you found me the first time


You shelter me in Thy Grace

Your hands touch my face


Your ways are true

when we meet one day in the world anew

the shadows will fade and you'll make me new


Oh how I long for the time

when I see you coming in the sky

your heart in mine

the darkness leaves

my heart starts to sing


A new song for you

when we all are made brand new..


Written By:©Betty Bolden


Details | Quatrain | |

Country Line Dancing

The most rewarding thing I've done
Difficult to do, but loads of fun
In my old age, I've learned to dance
Come and join me, take the chance

One Step Forward, two steps back
No one gets anywhere like that
But it sure is fun out on the floor
Once you're hooked, you'll want more

Slappin' Leather, Watermelon Crawl
As you turn, please don't fall
Waltz Across Texas if you dare
Name a date, I'll meet you there

Two Step, Ten Step, Cotton Eyed Joe
Sweetheart Stroll and away you go
Stationary Cha Cha, looks so fine
Bumping those hips, right in line

Improve your mind, reduce your size
You're better than you realize
Join Silver Games when you're old
Give it your all, go for the gold!


Details | Classicism | |

REBEL OF BABYLON

REBEL OF BABYLON.


Behind those opening walls and closed gates.
Lived a rebel on the run with a floating tale.
Of true akkadian roots to break a grievious branch.
This waterfalls never let our tears stand a chance.

The mind of a roman and the turso of a spartan.
Filled his bellies with gold without the consent of our gamblers.
A true native of no real nativity.
Invade our mental castle to reinstate all intellectual dignitaries.

Hidden far deep in the mesopotamia creeks.
This rebel shrieks as the pebble squeals.
Dont blame the gods for your hard chew.
They sent the rain,but you buried the bad fruit.

Destiny is treachrous to its own beholder.
Always a new day as the skin gets older.
I deviate not from this tale not because of its nature of apparent fantasy.
The rebel is you,babylon is your flesh,eaten in canker deep.


Written and edited by,
Abidemi oyewole en-classique.
Copyright protection upheld.


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Never-ending Adventure

Where have you been?
Where are you off to? Here I am again
It’s been a while since I last talked to you
Long time, no see
You’re still sprouting like a unwavering tree
Running the extra mile for a while, 
I’ve been thinking of you lately
There’s a reason why you’re on my mind…
‘Cause you’re gleaming with grace – that caught me from behind!


Reflecting upon you
Wonderin’ how you do…I haven’t a clue
What you have been through
It doesn’t take much effort for me to contact you
But, it’s still not the same…
Skimming through past photos
We were so happy back then…this feeling of loneliness still grows 

Where are you now?
Are you somewhere far away? I will never know
It’s been a difficult time for me to move on
Lost in a maze of racing thoughts, I wish you weren’t gone
Now, I’m All Alone, All Along
All alone, all along

Ponderin’ about you
Wonderin’ how you do…I haven’t a clue
What you have been through
It doesn’t take much effort for me to contact you
But, it’s still not the same…
Skimming through past photos
We were so happy back then…this feeling of remorse grows 

Where did you go? 
Some place far from your dwelling place? 
You’re as sneaky and clever like a crow
Our time was up – at least we kept a steady pace
We lost the race, but it’s not over
Stop cowering! Be still! Don’t take cover!
God knows if it’s the end…
God forms miracles to mend both of our hearts 
Our personality and dreams do blend
You pieced us together like a puzzle with all of its parts 

 Reaching Out to You
Looking forward to being with you
It’s like an epic dream I’ve always knew
Tell me if you share these mixed emotions 
I’m still trying to remember the motions…
Trying my best to be become a champion so I can prove
That I would do anything for you – let’s groove! 
But, it’s still not the same…
Skimming through past photos
We were so happy back then…this feeling of want grows 
What now? 
There’s a chance that we’ll be together – no more throwing fits –, 
But…how?
I would stumble upon words, although we’re old associates
We’re old friends, hanging out and reacquainting  
It won’t be the same…
But, I’ll keep burning on like a vivacious flame
The time that we will carelessly spend  
Will be spent on our Adventure that will never end

We’re both as majestic as tigers, searching for prey,
Hunting and scrutinizing hungrily for their future dinner 
Now, I’m quite certain and it occurs to me today
That they’ve given up on their mission – we’re known as a Winner! 


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Story teller


Story teller

Attentively was heard a story of climbing
Wearing hat and goggles hero of climbing
Nose was facing cold snowy puff of once breath
Was leader to motivate to group men in front of all


A hope of destination wide and far
Full of spirit and trust upon Aha
Death is measurable if died from falling
Who cares fear surrounding when started rounding


Care and luck both works highly 
Precaution of discipline generates incline safely
Many have landed experiencing bliss of heaven
So gentle and steady affair was ahead thriving


Completion was near acquiring target
Gladness was boiling in step of success
The moment appeared reached man solitary first
The most enthusiasm pushed other colleagues all.


(15/ 08/ 2014).
  
 


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Tiger Jet

             Tiger Jet

Today I become a jet
I drink gallons of petroleum to fuel my needs
Race across the sky to catch my breath
Speed to altitudes that can’t be reached                 
Steering left
 I take half of nature with me through the canyons
While ripping it in two
Leaving others to stitch it back together 
Yesterday I was a tiger with two cold eyes
Weaving through the jungle green
Teeth ripping at some warm raw flesh
Tearing at the seams of life that can’t be measured
Now I tear through skies at lightning speed
Breaking barriers of sound like thunder
While my old self looks up to roar
Wishing it could soar above the canopy of trees once more


10/14/14 The Lazy Contest - Poetry Contest

 


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Beautiful Boyfriend

My beautiful boyfriend,
in your plaid skirts
and black lipstick,
you make my head spin
as you tease me;
with your body,
how the curves are so perfect,
to the clothes you wear,
your black and purple bra,
with the matching purple panties.
You kiss me,
but instead of feeling the
facial hair of a guy,
I feel your soft smooth skin.
You touch my face,
and once again the feel is unexpected,
not callous,
but soft.
Everything about your body is soft,
drawing me into your charm,
something specific to only your body,
and when you begin the change,
the morph into the real outer you,
I'll feel muscle throughout your body,
telling me that I am safe,
and I'll hear your deeper voice,
and know that I would wish for none other.
You are unique,
and somehow I get to call you mine.


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Jeeps

There once was a whole bunch of jeeps
There were a ton of “beep beeps”
One thought it was too loud
So he drove through the crowd
Eating a big box of Peeps


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A Day Out

All days shaped to it's activities
Bored says the cabin of lodge
Signals wanes no distress call for happiness
Farther amidst green shades hornbills call
And "hey" asuaging the situation Peter utters
"we go for a walk" Astounding to the earing Paul
"The jungle breeds monsters"
Of course these words came from a faint heart
"but we got each others backs"
From the demure Paige, hath her mind on the trip
But all talk shows kept me puzzled
The waning moon already clear to my eyes
"We start a fire, make babecue and share stories"
Saving the day my idea won in the blackout
"AH! what a day out".


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Jornalist On His Source

Loyalty is the parlance journalist undergoes
 Brevity is the wit of his confessors
 Giant standing on the truth is his call
 Brilliant role is the course he is groomed to play
 He is not permitted to jail, at any cost
 Even, of his lives and property.
 Engineer of his pen are people
 Without them, he has no ink
 Though, he is tutored to the course
 But at many cost, they are is top
 They are the embryo in his tummy
 Without them, he cannot deliver
 They are the meaning to his cheery and provocative beats.
 For the truth, sounds of his lips
 For the truth, shakes of his hands
 And for the truth, moves of his body
 Lies the embodiments he dare not play with.


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Alien Cube 1 and 2 Meet Earth- Haiku

               Alien Cube 1 and 2 Meet Earth – Haiku

     Alien Cube 1 Meets Earth

heavy cube hits tree
leaves a dent, falls in river
sinks, fish jumps, goes glug!


   Alien Cube 2 Meets Earth 

lands on lake, bobs
a spaceship, alien cube
beeps, communicates


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Naked and Ashamed -Part 2-

I need some time to reflect
To dive into my imagination…to ponder as I sink
Into my sea of thoughts and paradise...
I'm on a mission... 
To discover a previous prize
Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
If I could, I could surely give it to you...and fulfill your fantasies
If I could, I could invite you inside my mind...
If I could, I could make you fly away from the world's anxieties 
If I could, I could find
You treasure... Beyond measure 
This feeling has no name...it has no specific label...
This feeling hunts me down like game...but I must remain capable 
Of saving myself and you of course...
Baby, don't get outtah course... You know what I mean
Baby, I want to know what's on your mind...I don't want to force
To answer me immediately...but I want the answer...

Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
They all say it's greener on the other side of the barbwire fence...
Don't fence me in...with your powerful actions and love... I know you...I ain't dense 

Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
Hey x3
You clothe me up...
What's up with you today?
I'm naked and ashamed
Turn the other way...
'Cause today is not the only day
I feel so damn afraid...
But hey x3
You make me feel whole
How was your day? 
Hopefully the sky wasn't a shade of gray 

Ooooooh.... Oooooh....OoooOooh...
I wanna make you happy for the rest of your life... And delete the strife
From your stressful, fast-pace life


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Yesterday Night

LET GO…you have nothing left to hold
Except this piece of gold
From my heart to yours…
The predator scores…
You’re lost and failure injects bad luck into you
And you’re ashamed of your sores…it’s true
Isn’t it? 
But that was long ago…
When you fell into your own pit?

You shine so beautifully…don’t try so hard
Hello sunshine…it has been years since you haven’t rose from depression
But, you finally got through the war and you won…it’s over with…you made a good last impression
On your friends before they kissed their demises…don’t be miserable, beloved bard 

Beauty was flying and it never dried from sight 
But that was many years ago

I woke up on a fresh morning…on a clean slate
Hello moonlight…it has been years since you haven’t disappeared from sight
But, you finally lost the battle of survival…and you must accept your failures and move on with life…become friends with the sunlight
Before it loses its appealing effulgence…before it faces crisis…I’m happy in my optimistic state 

Hope was abiding near our side during divine flight  
But that was thousands of decades ago 

You and I should run away…
So we can both shine like the sunrise that welcomes a new…
Crystal-clear day!  
But I can’t have you…remember…you rejected me…
Oh, now the truth shimmers and unravels secrets that you’ve kept away from me
The truth is as clear as day - honey…
as the gleaming sea…
Producing waves of uncertainty… within a single millisecond – I witness your auras reflecting worthless worry 

But that was only yesterday night…that contrite night 
Not many years ago…
I had fight to good fight for your safety ’cause you were uptight

<.< >.>

Where’s your passionate glow?


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Like Heaven

Like Heaven
By Kevin Robey
July 1, 2014

Even if I wanted you back
I wouldn't know where to look
And if I could relive the past
I'd never give back what I took

So turn to black my silver lining
Plant your seeds into my pores
Make me feel the wounds she's hiding
Can't relive the time lost in war

She speaks in ways you never could
Don't wonder why, you know I tried
Said all the words you thought I should
Burned my tongue like a thousand lies

Don't love you And I never will
Won't hide again behind your lies
Can't stand to know I was your kill
The shame I hid from prying eyes

I held you close like you were heaven
'Cause they approved; I looked like you do
And my new skin still smells like sin
But she has eyes they'll never see through

You'll see me holding her hand
Don't really care if you understand
You'll finally see me smile
  So hold your breath
       Come stay awhile

[Listening to "Got a Call" by Land of Talk]


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Water Age Haiku

     Water Age Haiku

Smooth rounded rocks hold
In deep water, age slows, forms
Birds follow ripples

                                     8/21/13 Haiku On Enlightenment contest


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BOOKS AND YOU

to learm  be stren
get hook
don't just look
its take  too
THE
BOOKS AND YOU


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My End

There was a day where i met my end
A cold truth i can't pretend.
Since then my world is dark, not bright
And everyday is one long night.
I can't see the day when I'll be right.
Until I make up for that day.

So early one day I left from this
To where I could rebuild me.
To the place where to go I swore I'd never
To the mountain cave where he rests so evil so clever
Holding my soul in the room that he sever.
Where I met my end.

I was going to take my life back from his hands
And change myself, expecting no demands
For soon I would be leaving this horrible land
From that place where I met my end.

**an Imitation poem of where the sidewalk ends**


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Writing with a Pen with no Ink

         Hopeless is absence of hope. Black without color is what? The sun has so much energy that it keeps itself growing. Take in the sun's rays. Let it build you as tall as the sky. May your head rest with the clouds.
          Words are written to see if people are listening. One day the world will spin backwords. Ek believes so and that is sober too. Why does one test the waters? Tosee what is out there. The answer is out there. People just do not test the deep waters anymore for fear of running out of fuel and not making it back to were they can breathe easier.


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Snow Flake And Mountain

            Snow Flake And Mountain

A snow flake came down, in turns, in twists, in blizzard company
Never lands, captured in an updraft, lifts up with other plans
A mountain positioned for a collision with the flake
Seemed tall enough to follow the movement of the thing
Aging in good time, conversant in snow and what it takes 
Also knowledgeable in smaller matters, practicing due diligence
Waited, as mountains are apt to do, in these conditions
To receive the snow form with all its molecules
Take it to a final resting place along the lower face
Crystal flake continued though, on a sojourn to the sun
Still clinging to the upward draft
Not knowing what the sun might do to it
The snow floated, transforming into water
It drew closer to the warmth, to the point of vapor
But in a miracle of ice and cold, it fell or floated down
It drifted back to earth and hugged the mountain
Thanked it for a friendly wind and place to get some shade 
Snow flake gathered whiteness on this little break
Came back to proper form
From the crystal core    
And went on floating ever down for ever more
It would never reach the bottom
The mountain saw to that
It kept the snow flake by its side above the tundra line
Near a full grown pine tree whistling through the needles
Singing sweet lullabies of winter and storms gone by
Snow crystal glides in cozy circles about the pine
     


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Rogues Along Restricted Roads

Eve, my Luv
wake up, lift your eyes unto the torch of my soul,
place your hand on the chest of my goal,
I've been sleeping anxious,
with your beating heart within the craddle of my ribs,
faithful for our Future, preparing for departure,
such as Monarch butterflies anxious for their flight,
like the ones that landed on your arms after we kissed,

Father is aware of our unrest,
but He remains unspoken,
He hears you say, " Life that will bring us Death..."
and thunder erupts, the breeze becomes wind,
a blood storm ensues in my Dream,
not as a nightmare of doom, but as a sign of life in full bloom,
our essence you will harbor in a Woman's womb,

Eve, the Daughter of Creation Itself,
the Mother of Humanity's imagination,
a Wife in my Manhood's wilderness,

Yesterday I went to where the unicorns play,
I told them stories about Love & Fate,
from their tears I made marriage bands
crystalized into the shape of Forever,

From this shelter we shall not sneak out
as rabbits from a burrow,
we will approach the Gate, hand in hand,
not as fugitives from fear, no,
instead we will tell the Angel to let us pass,
to let us walk into a dawn approaching fast
as Free creatures bold at last -

By Poet - Adam/J.A.B.


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what's right what's wrong

Peel of my layers
One after the other
See my core 
Become gentler
For you, it might be a pretty game
To me, it’s a mystery untamed

Drenched in the pool of my own sweat 
I don’t let slip in the regret 
The paths I choose
Will see the answers be met
I finally drop the noose  
Around my neck

The voices are no more a blur
The faces are no more a haze
I am turning over 
To a silent page 
As the only thing matters now
Is to let nothing ever matter again 


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The Path I Dare You To Cross

When you cross worlds of uncertainty and confusion Are you not the one delighted in the trouncing of it all? Or would you rather kick and scream until you are left squirming? Embrace the shadowy terrain of soulful search, Surpassing futile dignities and vagaries, Surpassing the very souls that long to tear away your victory! I am not the stone in the middle of the path, The cold, rough boulder in which you pound away at Seeking warmth that never seeps through Engraved in the midst of me is a softness you will never understand And as the fog surrounds you, chilling you into hysterics, I will run through like the leader of the pack, Feeling a wind on my face that can only be felt in the climax of the run! I am too fast to indulge in the fires of your anger, Threatening weakly to consume me! How desperate you are! How foolish this all is! Follow me if you dare But do not try to break me As you lift your head to witness the peace of a crowd’s jeer Can you not turn away and smile at their ambrosial fear? Why do you insist on roosting in the very nests we have burned? You turn away from the beckoning obscurity, Yet you bask in the lies of surety! My victory is sure—how far can you endure? You are not the victim pushed along the wayside, But a whining martyr seeking self-centered sustenance I eat pups like you for breakfast, Out of the kindness of my heart! Rue the day I set you free Yet do not come near my pack—or me! Hesitant to say, I love you for you But not enough to allow the warmth to seep through Fight me if you cease to care And be ready for triumph to spew from the boulders you have created


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River Theft - Haiku

River Theft – Haiku

Predator bird swoops
Bug dodges down to river
Trout bites, swallows whole 


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LIFE-A SPINNING WHEEL

Yesterday it was 
me in the dust-
while you in the 
peanacle
 How u loughed 
at me,
But today a 
different story
 I choose not to 
lough for i know 
tommorow the 
opposite might 
be truth for me
 So i will pray 
for your up-
comings-while i 
fight to keep my 
position


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Time

Consciousness, the mother of time and space, 
Philosophies in history, we try to embrace; 
Time is an illusion, a product of the mind.

Great thinkers have said, 
it cannot be measured, nor reasoned in our head.
It cannot be frozen, imprisoned, or changed.
Nor is there a possibility for time to be rearranged.

No division or separation
between time and eternity can exist, 
yet, even still, measuring time, man does insist.

Clocks, calendars, minutes, and hours, 
the convenience of man, 
Measuring time, the best that he can.

Attempting to harness times and all of its power, 
Exhibiting faith that our lives will not grow sour, 
this illusion of our minds, 
for this one thing, 
we call time.

 


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Paint the Town

I pause from painting a canvass of opinion, brush strokes colouring a solid red 
across the blank faces that warily observe. A compass points to the right (a dead
end) yet with no direction, escorting a stained brain in reverse: an unnatural place to start.

This taste is always freshest in the mouths of the hungry, which are forced to part
from an honest working voice to focus solely on the next meal. Who will stand
up to write THIS IS WRONG on Parliamentary walls to clear blinkered eyes? A hand

can paint and sculpture, but will also make a fist.  
A better world is open if we walk on through the mist.


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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You're a Gift, Not a Curse

Wherever I roam, 
God is always there, watching over me with loving eyes
Whenever I arrive home, 
He is abiding by my side, waiting for me to pray to Him… 

He wants to hear my prayers…my cries 
I’ll listen to His truth, not the abominable lies

I’m not alone
Staring into pure darkness, 
I find myself tainted with affliction 
I see my flaws…this weakness
Was killing me lately, but at least it didn’t turn out to be an addiction

Fantasy dwells only in our minds, embracing fiction
I dance with a partner in my mind – that’s explains everything
But, God – You are all that I need 
You’re the only one that leads me to a peaceful terrain
God – please forgive me for my greed 
You’re the only one that understands…when I feel like I’m caught up in the wind and rain
Caught up in an inescapable, seething storm

Don’t leave me behind, Oh Lord
Please be my shield and my awesome sword
To fight off the adversaries of the wicked past
This nightmare of a reality won’t last…
At last, God saves me from filthy, unsatisfied sin
Let the journey of life begin
And put to death the life, leading to death
I’ll take my last breath 
Before we go up and down
I’m so speechless and mind-blown 
He doesn’t want me to frown for long 
Tragedy and sadness will end eventually like a song
As long as you get a grip on His rope, you’ll truly belong
Truly belong in the arms of peace-abiding angels
In the arms of peace-abiding angels,
Surrounding you from all angles
He’ll untangle your tangles with miracles that I can afford
He’s the key to everlasting concord – He deserves the bestest award!
Taste the fruit of His Holy Spirit
You won’t regret it…you won’t pay for it 
Don’t eat of the fruit of good and evil said He
Why didn’t Adam and Eve listen? They didn’t want to obey?
Did they lack faith and was full of voracity?
They should’ve known that He’s a gift, not a curse 
His words are like the most eloquent poem that has perfect rhythm in every verse
Let’s rehearse and sing songs of praise to Him
Let not your hearts be troubled or grim! 
His light will never dim…He fills our cups to the brim   
My joy overflows when I hear of His miracles
When I feel His elegant presence 
He will help us through our overwhelming obstacles 
He’s a gift, not a fool who’s dense
Or lacks sense…He wants us to seek repentance 
He cursed them and allowed many hardships to unfold in the world today
I’m locked up in my solitude-scented dorm
I’ll knock on His door
And see what is in store


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An Endless Morrow

As the end draws near
Due to the war of the beast
From the sky falls an endless tear
As the arrow falls from the east

Ripples form on the water surface
As our wings take flight
The Earth resurfaces
As the sun shines bright

Where would we fall?
Hero of the morrow
Who should answer the call?
As the world drowns in sorrow

We are loved my friend
Blessed by Gaia herself
With this love she descends
We must prepare ourselves 

Our wish for tomorrow will shatter our soul
As we watch the world crumble down below
The world itself has given up on her goals
This is our fate we sadly know

The ripples in the water is tainted with blood
Gone are the trees she loves
Her sorrow covers us with a great flood
Her warning of what happens when push turns into shove

Our dreams are gone
Our pride is no more
The end has already been drawn
By the beast and their war

With this she offers a silent plea
To preserve the beauty we all see
She asks us to end her misery
She asks us to make her free

To the green we all once knew
To the blue that calms the heart
To the birds that once flew
With this mission we depart

The wind shall speak of our return
For the morrow is filled with a pact
In our hearts a passion will burn
As we begin to act

To become the blue that quenches the sky
The Earth will once again foster a life
Shall we become the hero of the rye?
With this we end the war and its strife

Heaven awaits the faithful departed
Our eternal slumber shall become uncharted








 










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The Maestro Marinero

Dedicated to: (Maestro Marinero) Antonio B. Dublado 


I could've been on the stage applauded by spectators old and young 
A vibrant lad and appealing, so well I could sing and dance. 
But when I saw a moving vessel in a horizon not so far 
I could see myself a sailor than a renowned performing star. 

I saw where the future leads me like the gleaming light on shore 
With the throng of white go marching with the drums and bugle corp. 
The anchor and the propeller are the insignia that I wore 
A Maestro Marinero  will one day knock at your door 

On the ship that I and my ambitions will surely never ever stop 
Though tears are falling; skin is soring or enjoying shorter naps. 
When I, like a fool, could laugh remembering funny anecdotes 
Perhaps it is a joke enough when laughing alone get caught. 

So each day in my quarter with my tailored uniform 
I can see the pride within me of such duty I perform 
Dreams should not be clouded by dirty oils or the fumes 
Not even by sea-sickness or by a strong wind or a storm 

As I follow the plotted course in this voyage so-called life 
Tempest may come so sudden; it could be perilous or slight 
Shipwreck is so ghastly for any sailorman to think 
To run aground is costly but it's far better than to sink 

I equip myself with preparedness as we head to another shore 
So wide-awake though deafened by the engine's endless roar 
Let me sing my song to the ocean; to the surfs in a nearby shoal. 
Soon another beauty I'll be seeing in another port of call 

When it's time for me to disembark and set foot on the dry land 
I'll be staying at the shore line to pay tribute to the ocean. 
A mariner in the harbor where a lighthouse standing still 
See fulfillment at his old age, Oh Lord! Let it be thy will. 


Date & Time of Writing: 
November 15, 2011 
4:01pm – 4:47pm 

Just another ordinary day. At about 3:00 pm, excursionists comprising of Marine Engineering students came into my shop to buy bottled water.  Then I remember a cousin who devoted his life at sea.


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Nocturnal Noises

A sun drenched day decided it needs some sleep, again
A nigh time shadow leads to nocturnal noises, again
Then it came; first a bat frequency noted its presence
Then it’s sharp noise; first the crunch, then the crackle
We looked up high, the moon beam caught our eye

We turned to leave, the beady prey took swoop
Too small, it’s shadow cast upon our faces; we turned
It’s breath caught her hair; no scream just a jump
The nocturnal hunt in full flow, we stood firm

Then the beats, then the chorus, then the cracks
A crescendo of noise; more creatures, more shadows
Why run? Why care? Why dare? Why here?
Don’t fear the nocturnal nature hunt

A carnivore, a herbivore; an omnivore; 
All present, all here, big and small
We are mere spectators; they don’t care

Natures sway, their way, never to decay
We stood firm 
We closed our eyes 
We listened
We danced
We felt at one
Oh nocturnal noises; natures natural music


                                                    By Shane Cogan (September, 2013)


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PAY ATTENTION

best way i must say
trying to move up
than get out the dust
to do you must
over power ruff stuff
this i won't to mention
PAY ATTENTION


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Imagine

If all the things I have right now were taken away and I had nothing left I would fantasize about nature and how beautiful it is. I would imagine that I was swinging on an old tire swing in front of a river. In the river were little ducks and I would go feed them. In my life right now I don’t think of nature that way. I think if my freedom was taken away I wouldn’t take it for granted the way I do and I would know how much it actually means to me. I would also imagine my family getting together for my family reunion. We would usually have them in September. My aunt would make her fancy white cake topped with chocolate drizzle. My grandma always made her jello cake; I still don’t know exactly how she makes it. The others would bring KFC, at least three boxes full of chicken and fries. All the kids would sit together and play games and laugh as we threw food at one another. We would have a game where the kids lined up from age 1 to age 13 and you would get to pick a prize appropriate for your age. I would always get stuck with bath soap and tooth brushes.I take a lot of ordinary things for granted and I think a lot of people do but they won’t admit it. Sometimes I even take life and my freedom for granted. I think that if maybe we wouldn’t take things for granted like the trees or our freedom that maybe our lives would be a lot better and things wouldn’t happen the way they do. I have lived long enough to know that it won’t happen, nothing happens the way you want it to. Just a few months ago I lost my grandma and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I took all of the things she did for granted and now that she’s gone I miss her. She used to make this tuna casserole, it was just amazing but I never told her just how much she meant to me. I think if I would have told her that more then I wouldn’t feel so guilty or depressed that she is gone. I never told her what I needed to. If people could use the words of John Lennon “Imagine Peace” and actually think about it then maybe the world wouldn’t have to end because there wouldn’t be any enemies, murders, drugs, none of the bad things would have happened. If we could have just accepted everyone around us for who they are and known that one day we all have to die, we could have stepped back from it all and said I had a good life and I don’t regret any of it. I think it’s no good to step back from something and tell yourself that you could have done something to prevent it.


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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You

How long till you show me your true self
How long till I have to put my heart on a shelf
When will the bad in you show
When will you try to hide my soul

Will you try to put out my flame
Will you always find a way to make me to blame
Are you like all the rest
Are you just hidding behide your best

What do you really want from me
What is the price to be
Could you be the one i need
Could you let me still be free


Details | ABC | |

No more pain

Tired going here and there,
Tired of being aware!
Sick of building useless hopes,
Sick of being on unstable slopes!
Vexed facing disappointment,
Vexed keeping perseverant!
Done carrying on,
Done being cheated on!
Special thanks to all my swains;
Those who cured, or racked my strain,
A new stage has just broke ground,
A Point of view is switching around
Only success is what I'll brace,
From today, till blue in the face!


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TIMEING

its light its the night
its hot its part of a box
it all how it fall
when to do too
its part of designing
its call
TIMEING


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Water Falls To Tranquility

     Water Falls To Tranquility

Kisses sweet
Imbued with shy blushes
Bungalow soft, dalliance of lust

Tumble down
In white water, naked
Covers nature’s angels and soft nymphs

Sins wash clean
Water falls in deep sleep 
Lovers held on silent rocky mist

Cozy love
Drifts quietly over    
Falls on waters of tranquility                            

Created on 10/31/14 by: Earl Schumacker- for – “SOME FORM OF CRYSTALLINE” – Poetry Contest


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HIS STORY

His story,

Gone in,

H i s t o r y!


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Natural Order of things

First rhythm to the beat:
Being honest
Next guest of honour:
Purpose
Following the morning after:
Self-awareness and courage
Break for freedom:
The musician strikes a cord

And echoes the universe it's glorious Love song


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A Single Summer Night

The summer’s heat made me almost swoon. Here we were on the last day in June. Two weeks had passed since I wore my cap and gown. I spotted a woman who had just moved into town. For a boy at the young age of eighteen, everything comprised a usual summer scene. What attractiveness she possessed! I could not help but stare. I swear I saw her wink at me while she passed through the sultry air. I was all alone later that day when she walked up to me. She said, “Hello, I am new in town. My name is Audrey”. This woman was older than I, and must have held a mystical force. She was enough to make my ship begin sailing well off course. This lady told me she lived alone and went through a divorce. We walked over to her house, and then we went inside. Audrey took my hand and showed me she had nothing to hide. I was a boy when I saw the sunset with my eyes. The next morning, I was a man when I gazed at the sunrise. Many years have passed, and Audrey is but a memory. In a single night, this woman made me reach maturity. Robert Pettit for Frank Herrera's Coming of Age contest


Details | Haiku | |

Tree Mystery - Haiku

     Tree Mystery - Haiku

stolen from the oak
leaves snap off, accosted, cold 
another blast, wind


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Light It Up, Pen and Paper

Light it up. As I'm gazing through the 
white lines. All I see is black written words 
I must be high. Wiping my eyes to clear 
my vision, I would be rich if I could sell 
this because its so refreshing. Even when 
I sleep their in my thoughts and my 
dreams. Smile on my face when I hear 
them saxophones sing. Dancing with my 
dream girl or maybe a couple. Flashing 
the finger to my haters as I stay humble. 
Hearing my favorite music bumping. My 
brain starts jumping. Love this feeling 
wish it will never stop. But as the beat 
drops and the people and the party stop I 
hear a loud beep. I woke up and realized 
its my alarm clock. "Beep beep beep" roll 
over "bee-" man what a hangover. Now 
I'm back to reality I gotta stay focused 
and can't go back. But if writing and 
music was a drug.....I just relapsed. Light 
it up.


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Hit the Brakes

Parts 2 and possibly 3 will come out tomorrow or this week... enjoy!! The other verse will be called Caught off Guard and the third - I have no clue yet! Enjoy reading this incomplete poem!:

Reassure me that today will be a day with flavor and spice
Unsure about my future, 
But I'll take His tranquil advice
Le the rain pour forth ecstasy upon me 
Let me see where my wonder-filled dreams lead me
Will it lead me back to the maze of bewilderment?
I'm getting sick and tired of feeling this wrecked-up resentment 
Possibly, I'll not be caught up in the ocean of commotion 
I hope that I be free...but frankly, this fretful, foul rage will never leave me be
Let me flow with the crowd... let me go with the flow
Let me go and I won't make a peep of a sound - let my inspiration grow
Someday, this lonely ghost will be out of sight
Let us both seek the sun tonight
Stray away from me,
You Depression monster, it has caught me off guard!
Stay away from me,
You Deceptive creature, it has made me feel weaker and life is getting hard...
Cease from making me feel vulnerable all the time
I fell in love with danger in an outlandish land...
It was getting out of hand...something was missing 
All the time you run, I can't keep pace with your heart beats
Do me a favor and tell me straight-out without any sign of hesitation if I'm a heartless disgrace
'Cause, to be honest, I don't want to see your face...your face...
You caught me off guard...
I'm falling apart...trying to hold on to you
Please share peace with me - it's something you shouldn't discard
You're voice is failing me...my distressed heart cries out for you
Cries out in reckless rue...
Your shirt is inside out
Just like your upside down life - but, then again, look at mine and you'll have no doubt
That I have troubles of my own
I can't help but frown...but don't feel down
I won't smile for you
I won't think highly of you
I won't run the extra mile for you
I won't sacrifice myself for you
I won't gain any more interest in you
I won't punish me for your mistakes...
HIT THE BRAKES! HIT THE BRAAAAAKES!!

Reassure me that today will be a day with joy and gratefulness
I have to wind down pretty soon...I know I have the strength to endure
This hardship that hits me to the core - making me prone to distress
Maybe if I pray to God, He'll be my everlasting cure

I'm bringing the upcoming challenges and acting like a boss
Sleep without waking up in alarm and be anxious for absolutely nothing
I'm in the midst of affliction and poverty
You still have some tarnished scars and gashes to patch up 
Frankly, my attitude stinks like rotten fish on a hot, summer day
My night-wishes - not night-scares I hope! - come to life like a zombie, slowly getting out of its grave...creepily...

I have to hit the brakes 
I can't keep on repeating the same cycle...
I tell myself to stop falling into the pit of darkness, 
But, I'm emotionally drained - 
I'm sinking faster than the speed of light
I keep on making the same mistakes
I keep on committing the same selfish crimes
Will keep on bugging me until I hit the brakes!
End these fears and help me put on my faithful gears 
Oh Lord - have mercy on my sorrow-whelmed soul!


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I waited for your call

It was your call
 If you did call
 I would have been home
 I would have not


 Those minutes, That time
 We would have talk
 We would have walk
 Now where I am
 Now I am lost
 Lost inside your heart

 Let this heat pass your heart
 Let it pass the heart
 You will shine bright
 You shall be my light

 Shine, shine brighter
 So that doubters will stop
 Never again will they be sceptic
 Never again will these feelings stop

 A feeling that makes flowers glow
 A feeling of happy future
 Shall I call you; 
Nor wait for you
 Wait for you to call
 Wait till I stop thinking
 The thoughts of you
 The truth about our dream


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Comet Punctuation - Haiku

     Comet Punctuation - Haiku

murky water, still
jungle web vegetates silk
comet punctures pond


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A Scientifically Religious Experience

            A Scientifically Religious Experience

While I sit in church my mind begins to wonder
It passes by the alter through the walls
Then reaches at great speed to cosmic places
Not yet charted on the map of time
Accelerated ten times faster than a light
My thoughts go out there where they belong
I cannot afford to buy or operate a space craft at this time 
My mind will have to do
Three layers cover the oval silver ship
The outer one deflects particles and radiation
It breaks down, collapses, after penetrating
The first five universes along the way
The second shield consists of electron and antimatter elements
To neutralize the effects of mounting speeds as I proceed
Through stars, quasars, and colors multi-matter 
The last layer of protection on my simple ship
Is made of elemental particles that holds it all together
Keeps us from shrinking into the void
Into the past to find real history
As speeds just keep increasing
It is no mystery
I have to get back to my original position
Finding it might be a task
Will I still be there in church when I return
Or will it be the past?
  


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THE SUICIDE OF HENRY B, DAMD

     "The Suicide of Henry B. Damned!"
Between the edge of secrecy
and seething brink of lunacy
there went I to the very deepest
       darkest part of me!
I preyed upon my bleakened soul
to bring an end--this was my goal
to every thing that keeps me breathing
       deep inside of me!
But in the darkened night of it
I pained--and then I flenched a bit
and what it does to keep me going
        is my mystery--
Before the end that was my cause,
the cutting edge it slip--I pause!
my hesitation's left it beating
         keeping life in me!
Within it--my own misery
I bring sorbented hope in me
to end this cursed life defeating
         all the will in me!
And blackening my mind, I show
the blade just where it has to go
to cut the very heart that's beating
         cursed life in me!
(the SHADOW knows---ha ha ha HA HA
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Earth Gurlz R EZ NOT

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD!




Earth Gurlz...R...EZ...2-B...OR NOT! 2-B...OR NOT!
An-cient 1...SEZ...NOT...NOT...2-B...NOT!

SWE-P? WE SAY...SLE-P! WE SAY...SLE-P!

An-cient 1...SEZ...WE...R...NOT! WE...R... NOT!
OIL...TO FOIL! He sez...OIL...TO FOIL!

OIL...TO FOIL! OIL...TO FOIL! 
Earth Gurlz...2-B...2 EZ...Earth Gurlz...2-B...2EZ!

Earth Guyz...R...2EZ...Earth Guyz...R...2EZ!
Earth Gurlz...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!
Earth Gurlz...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!

An-cient 1...SEZ...PLAY...NOT! He sez...PLAY...NOT!
OIL...TO FOIL! He sez...OIL...TO FOIL!

'NANAS...WE..SAY...'NANAS!
THEY...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!
THEY...SAY...TIN...'N PLAY!
NO...WAY!...NO...WAY!
WARP...AWAY! WARP...AWAY!

DONG...KING...KONG! DONG...KING...KONG!
An-cient 1...sez...NO...WAY...NO WAY!
An-cient 1...sez...NO...WAY...NO WAY!

Earth Gurlz...R...EZ...NOT!
Earth Gurlz...R...EZ...NOT!

BAGS...'N TOYZ...BAGS...'N TOYZ?
THEY...SAY...WE PLAY! THEY...SAY..WE PLAY!

Earth Gurlz...R...2 EZ! Earth Gurlz...R...2 EZ!
Tecky and smart...THEY'RE...ALL TARTS!

BONY...'N PANTS...WE...'JUS CAN'T!'
BONY...'N PANTS...WE...'JUS CAN'T!

Tecky with parts...ALL...TIN HEARTS!
Tecky with parts...ALL...TIN HEARTS


An-cient 1...sez...WARP...TO PLAY!
An-cient 1...sez...WARP...TO PLAY!

OIL...IN CAN...WE CAN!
OIL...IN CAN...WE CAN!

OIL...TO FOIL...OIL...TO FOIL!
SCORES...IN CANS...WE CAN!!
SCORES...IN CANS...WE CAN!


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Ready to Run

I am in a race, to see the face of faith
I am on a ride, to see the world unified
I am on a train, to the end of pain
On a jumbo jet, free from all my debt
 
Sounds too good to be true
But hey it worked for me
And it can work for you
One day you’ll see
And when you do
You’ll be free too
 
You’ll be walking down a new road
And no longer will you carry that load
Your regrets, your mistakes
Your pain and your heartaches
No, none of that will compare to what lies ahead
In the greatness of his plan, your past is dead
 
Nothing in this world will make you cower
Your mind will become a strong tower
 Your life, a testament to His power
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, Get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun
 
This is not just a rule book
Not just a good boy’s guide to life
Come, take a closer look
Get ready to jump, ready to dive
Into the most important mission
 You could ever accept
A grand adventure, a most epic quest
Put your worries to rest
Because this is what's best

 In these last few years
Though there has been pain
And there have been tears
My life has completely changed
I used to be filled with fear
I was frightened by failure
Now I've been to the jungles of Ecuador
Three times already, soon to be four
 
I used to be bound by addiction
My heart in a state of affliction
Now I am set free
To live with integrity
No more distractions 
To delay me from action
 
And this life is only just beginning
This is only the first chapter
Here is my point
Christ is not about not sinning
Not just about avoiding the rapture
No He has far greater plans than that
More than our imaginations can capture
Plans for both you and me
To take part in a glorious adventure,
To fulfill our destiny
So what are you waiting for?
Get on board, get ready to run
This is not a chore, this is fun!


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Trek Through the Tethered Wood

Winding path through the tawny wood
Hanging branches form a shadowy hood
Dangling vines each spindled fold lace
Slippery, svelte moss cloaks the base
The vented light peeps through fibrous trellis
Addled mind with beauty to encase
Swerving shadows creep down the swaying lattice
Each truncated step to efface
Fallen leaves weave a sprawling mat
Soft soles o'er silky fibers prat
Trodding o'er tender mushrooms, rendered scat
Listless feet trample each groove; probe each slat
Restless roots the rugged edges trace
The undergrowth crowds the shrinking space
Meandering route into sleepy hollow careens
Whittled bushes, saw grass the stillness gleans
Through the swaddled cradle padded soles calmly pace
The rhythmic lullaby of whistling wind heart doth embrace
Through stunted hollow into bracketed thicket
Spiny branches throw up a cumbersome picket
Each spiked shrub colludes to form a sticky wicket
Bristling, twining band is serenaded by singing cricket
Struggling through the gristly garden
My stinging heels bleed for reprieve, pardon
Just ahead, a carpeted, emerald meadow streams
My sodden feet dance into the velvety seams


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Last Days before the Big Surprise


It's very bright
and green here
behind my eyes,
the color of Spring.
I'm used to that
and I live where I loved.

I don't know you.
I've forgotten all
but traces. New dreams
are eating the memories.

Perhaps I lay 
under the pumping sun.
Perhaps I find
old strands of unused
language. Perhaps the
shadow of something
from time and place
surprises me. It's all
new and present.


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An Agent of Life

My names symbolize and mean victorious.
I am a soldier of a higher power.
I am one that is here on a direct mission:
To defend the defenseless.
I am a sword.
The sword strikes those who attack the weak.
So that the attackers feel the wrath given to me,
And understand that I treat them as they treat others.
So that the weak know,
They are never alone in this fight.
I am a shield.
The shield defends and respects.
It respects that all are human,
I am wisdom.
I step back and watch the skirmishes of life,
I review them rationally,
So that when I join a battle,
I know, I am on the right side.
There is a higher power.
It inspires me to act.
But It is kinder than I.
It would forgive where I would strike back.
But I will fight anyways,
For it is my duty to fight other battles.
Life is a fight,
But I…
I am a sword.
I am a shield.
I am wisdom.
I am…
Victory!


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MORPHEUS COMPLETE

I am the hunter with belt and sword. I am captivity and desires searched for. Great my name has become. My dynasty is vast as a Roman Legion. I stand for truth and honor. Many have tried to defeat me. Many I have defeated. I am glory and shame in a world devoured. So overwhelmed that we sputters to speak but overcame undefeated. I am Law and Justice. My government is Monarch. I am the Emperor and Judge. My engagements are that of Poet and Philosopher edification to instruct my people out of darkness. So obfuscated, they splutter to speak but I am there as their teacher. Mystification is our world. Those who find us are forewarn that we are given life by God, therefore, we are sentient to what is said. If he or she sojourns, he or she must learn our ways. So distinguished we are. We have conquer multitudes. Delegation to our land we deploy. Emissaries formed and our people adhere. We rejoice over our victories. Measures are not require. We know who we are. This is our Empire beyond the stars. Galactic bears as named. Galactians are woman, man, and child. Our minds are affixed. Our hearts are forbidden. We are not forsakes of love. We are the image of unions. Neither he nor she achieves without some form of unity. Here is our belief and our creed. We are the Galactians of Orion. Constellation on the equator east of Taurus, we are one world diverse. Our people are multifarious. We are unions unified. Our missions is to remain distinguishable from all others. Strength of our brothers is strength to all. Solidarity is domain, which includes woman and child. Diversification must form. Mixt we are colors all around. Amalgamation is a twilight zone. We are the Galactians. Once discovered, we embrace. Conformity is our aspect. We informed with a straight face. Life is not lost here. Our horde will segment. Our ways must be sought. To those that come, whether by choice or coincidental, we inform. Our creed is our belief that anyone can be a Galactian. Within a dream, we may live. Within in a world, we are. If you are the choice or the coincident, we are your protector from enmity. We are the Galactians. We are warriors and man! As a Roman Legion, we possess the power and the strength. _________________________________/ Date Written: March 29, 2014 For the Roman Legion Contest


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Whisper Of Your Soul

           Whisper Of Your Soul
       (Soul Listens On A Whisper)

Murmurs soft are sensed, mimic nature, diaphanous clouds spread wide
Settle softer than a translucent butterfly on spring light snow
It is the moon flirting in ebullience, fog rising on a thin film on winds side  
Lifting skirts or is it veils?  Unknown in this muted light of whispers glow
   
Mist rolls across the bog, pulls along reluctant virgin night
By golden glow, that holds the sky in humble hush, abeyance in a trance
Tracking down the birth of morning, bursting full of light 
Barely able to mutter the words, “the light of day”, the endless dance 


You feel the vibrant tones, fold over meadows as you go
A vestigial tiny vessel of a virgin’s secret opens here
Chasing dark away along the marsh with pounding heart to know
The open glen is near, fills up in brilliant colors clear

Soft luscious sounds fall silent on the morning air and then
Listen, it whispers on the minutia of the moment something true 
Holds on to quiet in the silent glen
Waiting on a whisper Imbued with truth, soft thoughts of you

Created on 12/16/14 for “Whisper Of Your Soul” Poetry Contest Sponsored by Gail Angel Doyle


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Leaf Tear And Kiss

            Leaf Tear And Kiss

Atop the oak tree with green leaf on the overlook 
Red sun hung up there with it on the cliff
A valley held out, cupped its hand, waited
On a tiny leaf like tear
It broke off to sojourn down
Lovers pointed up to see the floating green transform
Turn its colors into a kiss
Bright colors released into their souls
Leaf brushed like a feather on their cheeks
A kiss just below the eyes 
Changed before them as it faded
From green to multicolored to brown
Dropped before it landed like a sweet kiss on the mouth
It touched their lips, transformed them on the spot
Kissed them once again just above the earth
As they soured on
Into October bliss


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Sigh of Ages

Long moan to the morning sun
shift and creak,
stone shifting to greet the day.

Moss creeping inch by inch,
slithering bit by bit
absorbing the stone.

Century by century
standing witness to time,
lives come and go.

If these walls could talk
stories of royalty and rouges,
feasts and famines.

Stone soaked in blood
moat filled with water and waste,
tapestries of past deeds.

Shades of past
haunting the halls,
trapped in timeless wails. 


2/3/14


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Open Office

Every single day,
I watch her pass.
By my window,
On the other side of the glass,

Over there it's another world,
A better world,
Where papers and charts don't matter,
Where it's morals and hearts that count,

Over there it's a better world,
On the other side of the glass,
Is the beautiful girl,
Who passes me by,
While I ask myself why,
Am I in here,
When I could be out there,
With her,

Now I decide,
Tomorrow will be new,
When I look out my window,
And see the wonders of you,

Tomorrow I'll stop,
I'll break down the glass,
And the window that's caged me,
Shall be part of my past


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WARM COAT

give  to the lord will
to some old goat
 WARM COAT


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FLOATING

FLOATING


A nomad I am 
Wandering in a daze 
No grass can grow under my feet

A rolling stone I am 
Forever on the move 
I never rest
Even for a while

Always I search 
Seeking out the new 
The secret 
The haunting 
I pursue dreams that never become reality
I am forever lost
 
The allure of the unseen view 
The pull of the oppressive fantasies in my head 
Propel me forever onwards 

I set myself no target
Nor do I need a plan
I roll and 
Keep rolling on

I drift 
I float 
I stumble on 

I leave lots behind 
My back is always to the past 
My anxiety about tomorrow 
Pushes me on  

I have no regrets 
No broken hearts left behind
I keep my own company

No roots I lay down to stifle me 
I want space and 
Moving on is best for me 

I sustain myself through 
Myself alone 
NO one gets attached to me 

I feel lonely occasionally
I sometimes doubt my 
Lack of a plan

I resist strongly the urges to stop
To turn back 
I always find a reason to 
Keep moving on

I need no controlling
No one can set any rules for me 
I will keep as ever
Floating on 


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In Between

There’s a moment when, crossing between two streetlamps, a double shadow appears,
arching from your fears, a body projected through years onto cracked concrete. 
So, stopping, you watch it split in separate directions, no fixed perfections, 
all later corrections point from now dividing as forces pull one into two, 
coloured red or blue at different ends of the spectrum, matter is best left some space,
life isn’t a race in the traditional sense, but against the perception of yourself.
Worrying is bad for your health, because as much as television may scream in your ear, 
grinding each individual gear, you need not wealth, 
but a hand to pick you up and dust you off when you fall,
no problem at all, giving pats on the back, setting the wheels back on the track,
in motion again you walk on from staring at your shadow, standing won’t help you grow.
And I know it says not to walk towards the light, but this time it’s alright, 
because looking back won’t help either. As a fighter, neither Rocky nor Rambo, 
you face the night ahead, spit to clear your mouth of lead, and strut on son, 
because you are only born once, and you only die once, 
but it’s what you do between the two that makes you awesome.


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Take your time

Take your time
Take your time a moment in life
To live not, but in your expectation
Travel down the road, and up the stream
Who said that beauty is the one far?
Count every block that you pass
And take time to see the rising sun and the moon.
Take time it may be the only one have
Be at best phase with yourself, don’t hold grudges
Or wonder about yesterday, no worry about today
Just be yourself, and leave the rest be.
Pamper yourself a little but forget not
What is like to endure in poverty, to live with a disease?
Take time to learn others suffering, take time to show compassion
Take time and reflect everything to yourself, and ask
What will it be for me, if I was the one lying there?
Take your time; take time it may be all that you have


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WE CAN DO THIS

its show and tell
we can ring that bell
the minds a sell
open it up
made at times ruff
you can;t sit go git
WE CAN DO THIS


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taking risks

 
8/ 3/ 14  

 taking risks can bring you down low like the devil
have the courage it will be  revel
listen to your intuition
god will lead you on your mission
don't remince  of the past of your mistakes make it worse
send positive vibes through the universe
god will lead you places you wont imagation 
their may be tears on your journey
but always know your worthy
just try ya best
and something someday will  come good on your quest


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Radiant Historia

Wielder of the Chronicle of White
Traversing time to right the wrongs
A land turns to sand beneath his feet
His friends follow suit

Two kingdoms battle for the grainy plains
One wields numbers, one wields technology
A false queen, a twisted scientist
Executed all the same

Led under the words of a Prophet
The so-called Holy War rages on
The Puppetmaster watches behind the scenes
Lambs to the slaughter

He wields the Chronicle of Black
Gifted to him to grant him wisdom
He uses it to dessicate the world
To avoid his true calling

Wielder of White and Wielder of Black
Born but to die
Souls used to keep the sand from spreading
He clung to life to end all other

Many died
History can't write down all the names
The two forsaken Wielders clashed beyond time
And selflessness conquered selfishness

The Wielder of White returned his soul
To the land from which he borrowed
The Wielder of Black intervened
To give his own instead

The Wielder of White was spoken of in legends
From then til the end
Seldom seen and never heard
Perhaps only a distant dream

Of the ones who survived
Of the ones who prayed
Of the ones who were tasked
With ensuring his would be the last sacrifice


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Eternity Matters

            Eternity Matters

Sun watches, winks at the eternal darkness
Ignores science and the sight of God 
It burns out a little at a time to reach an expiration date
And contemplates what was

Just beyond the beyond, where nothing matters
The Bootes Constellation exists with "The Great Void"
A little to the right of this we sojourn to the nothingness
Deep space, great empty space, grand void within the void
When there, you start your journey back from perfect black
Traveling at the speed of light to find your way back home
It takes some time, 326 million light years to be exact
Starting out from any direction, to be precise
Would take millions of lifetimes to return you home
 
Sun watches, winks at the eternal darkness
Like a burning eye it peers out into space
Ignores science and the sight of God 
It burns out a little at a time and will expire
You cannot tell it what to do
It already knows the truth
There's nothing out there
So nothing matters



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Foullen -Part One-

A mansion sitting upon a hill
Two men walking apart from eachother
One is part human the other is creature
Kaz, Half elf and half human
He walks slowly in the woods 
Kicking stones as he walks
His hands gripping the inside of his pockets
He feels something coming

Walking slowly behind him
Sniffing his scent
Foullen,  a full blooded vampire
Pale skin, blue eyes that sparkle when his black long hair falls upon his face
He wraps his arm around Kaz's waist 
Pulling him backwards
He places his lips unto Kaz's neck
Sinking his fangs into him
Kaz trying to get away
Foullen holds him down

Once he is done feeding 
He pushes the human to the ground
Only sniffing his human scent not even knowing about his elf half
He runs off leaving Kaz in pain on the ground

He would smirk looking back as he runs
Running into the mansion
Slamming the door behind him
He would say hello to his mother
And sit perfectly in his chair
Wipping the blood from his teeth

A few hours later 
A man knocks at the door
Foullen would answer smelling a familiar scent
He lets him in seeing the wound on this mans neck

He would softly say hello holding his hand out and smirks at Kaz
"Hello Kaz" He would say
Kaz looks up at him "you know who i am?"
Foullen would speak "Yea i did drink your blood after all, you have been a target for some time, i always had an eye on you... you always seemed special-
Kaz looks up at him confused "me?"

Many days would pass and many conversations were held between Foullen and Kaz
But many do not know what was said all that was heard was Foullen and Kaz got close and became friends and over several years another journey between them would soon begin 

(stay tuned for part two)


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Broken Bridge 1 And 2 - Haiku

Broken Bridge 1 And 2 – Haiku


     Broken Bridge 1

suspension bridge breaks
jungle covers snapped, collapse
people disappear

     Broken Bridge 2

too much suspense, tons
rope gives way, bridge breaks in two 
girl trips, bonnet falls 


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Desert Life And Ice

            Desert Life And Ice

Sand, granular dust, polished white by fire in the sky
Bones of the old camel scorched as well
Scattered about the dunes in broad day light
By the red sun punishing the wasted land 
Pushed at winds back and un-breathable command    
Dire consequences of a flooded inferno ignited
On a lifeless world, in constant heat, killing 
Wells dried up long ago along with ground water 
The last oasis on the land evaporated 
Vegetation, animals, withered
Leaving a hole in the heart of life
Marching over the desert’s screaming pain
I drag my burnt crisping body on in agony 
My last drink, like me, was an ancient relic, lost and gone
Skin blistered, tongue swollen purple, air too heavy to breath
Feet burnt and bleeding on the desert rising distances
There is very little left behind my sunken red eyes
I walk the endless sea of fire sands and think of ice
Dwell on frozen stories of cold winds and storms 
And contemplate on an iron tub filled with glacier ice and water
A friendly woman by my side to take the plunge
Below freezing, below the cold, we grow old
Sunk in bitter winter frost together
Sinking into the tub forever
Usually clad in nothing
Under the blue distant burnt out sun


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The Past Is Ash

The past is ash, you gotta rise like the phoenix, don’t like it call your mama and ask for a Kleenex. The time is long past due to stop thinkin’ and start doin’, start rootin’ for the man inside and stop all the internal booin’. You sound like everybody else with a story, braggin’ about past glory. What about today? Tomorrow will be today again, are you gonna be your worst enemy or be your best friend? Nobody believes you, you don’t even believe yourself, you need to take that bull*****and put in on the shelf. You can only judge and fix yourself, work on that person, no one else. You need to man up and fill your cup with the nectar that life has to offer. You want to win and be stronger, not lose and be softer. You want the fruit of your labor, to love yourself and your neighbor, to love the fan and the hater, to love what you got cuz you got it and you took it and made it cuz there was no tomorrow or later, only back then, back when, back in the day suffering every which way with your back against the wall that you made with your sorrow and your rage. Do what you do and stop being blue, you need a new blueprint printed out and co-signed by the future you, your future self, the architect and the tenant. You know what you got? A new start and a new shot. A chance to stop being a robot. A new lease on life with no lease payments and at the very least, no leash to stop you from running free in a new lot. Now it’s just you, yourself and the pie in the sky. Become the apple of your own eye, the catcher of your own rye, the ink in your own dye, the voice that will question your feelings inside and shine brightly upon all the lies in your mind. Create your future fate before time flies by and history says it’s too late, these words are your bond and your mind is a clean slate. Carve them out and breathe in each letter, fake it till you’re feeling better. Those who wronged you don’t exist, they are not your enemy, burn that list, of people you think owe you something...no one does, except one person, the hardest to find, and while you’ve been dying and losing your mind, and stressing and flexing on struggle and strife, he was right there in the mirror the whole damn time.


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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I Did It My Way

Did you hear my heartbeats like the soldiers, marchin’ on the notable night of March? It was thumpin’ with thunderin’ pride and victory once upon a time!  
Can you hear me echo my empathy in your direction or do you misinterpret it as an abhorrent and disgraceful crime?
My heart has been pumped up with glee when I saw you trainin’ by the sweat of your brow…
I didn’t even notice I was committin’ an act of hostility…I’m sorry that I have broke our friendship vow!
Listen up...buddy! I ain’t gonna waste my energy and time on you when you are misbehavin’, strayin’, and insensitively swearin’! 
Don’t take anything I say to heart – you understand what I’m sayin’!? You know what I’m sayin’!? My stress level’s high and my hair’s a-grayin’! 
I feel superb vibes when I sip my red wine . . . I won’t lie nor will I deny!
I feel it now, coolly crawlin’ up and down my spine – I’m as happy as a grimy swine, destined to die!
I can face my fears in no time . . . hey, young man – you need a helpin’ hand?
Come on, man! Break a leg! It won’t be counted as a crime! D-Do you understand?
You need self-discipline and I need willpower! We need to have patience…we need some reassurance…
I’m about to lose control ‘cause I’m being used as a valueless tool, takin’ as a fool! I’m envious of your endurance and jubilance! 
Ch-chilled to the bone…s-sick of feelin’ alone, treadin’ this rocky road o-on my own
When we exchange looks, I sense that your future’s gonna be incredible by the handsome features, affirmativeness, and potency you possess – I’m mind-blown! You’ve definably grown   
Into a fearless man, acceptin’ the challenges of everyday life ever since I first known yah! I sh-should have known…I should’ve known you grown up so fast!
I know you had a troublesome past…dismiss those adversaries of the past for once in your life! I’m tryin’ to keep pace with you, but you’re runnin’ awfully fast ‘n I’m slowin’ down at last! 
I did it my way – can you survive the breakage just like I did or can you just let go of revenge and gain back your zealous mentality?
And remember…please remember, brother – in the realm of reality’s truth: 
You are never alone . . . even if you’re gone, you are not gonna remain alone!
And when time comes, you’ll be feelin’ higher than a kite, drinkin’ rum . . . 
Then…the answers will come to you out of the blue – it will be shown . . . soon, it will be shown
That you are not alone as long as you overcome, good sir . . . unlike some! 

6/7/14

*I Did It My Way Contest Poetry Contest sponsored by Shadow Hamilton


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Santa's Trip Way Up There

            Santa’s Trip Way Up There

Santa came to town to find some batteries for a comet mission
Philea probe ran out of energy when landing on a duck shaped thing
Its name is 67P/C-G and is very far away from Earth 
It took Rosetta space craft ten years to voyage there
322 million miles from here for what it’s worth

Philea probe needs Santa and some luck this year
To restore and to explore the speeding rock up there
The mission calls for more than just a sled to save the mission
Santa can’t run on milk and cookies any more
A missile or rocket is needed to get him there by Christmas

Athletes get athletes foot you know
Santa, is now an astronaut, so
He must get missile toe at Christmas 

Santa needs a power source for poor Philea soon
It fell into a deep sleep for lack of energy
Perhaps he should stop there first to give it batteries
Santa and the probe might discover microbial life together

Just one more comment
I hope he finds at least one snowflake on the comet
To remind him of our Christmas back on Earth
You know; his home planet 


11/23/14 “What's up with Santa” – Poetry Contest


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Empty Orange Bird Haiku

     Empty Orange Bird Haiku

River takes on night
Floats, orange bird covers flight, dark
Hollows, void on void


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Winter Miracle

The snow falls gently down,
In lazy sheets of white,
I watch it fall for hours,
Dancing in the breeze,
Covering up the dirty ground,
Stealthily in the night,
These tiny, crystalline flowers,
Forming awesome seas.

Seas, made of wind and ice
Swirling, tugging at my mind,
Each flake is part of a breaker,
Of a sea nearly mythical,
And I realize why they can’t suffice,
These words I so often find,
For to put words to nature,
Is to make less of a miracle


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The Delicate

There are simple things that make me happy,
Things as simple as a sound,
They flutter and surround me,
Glow and shimmer all around me,
Carry me across boundaries,
And gently lay me down,

They surround me in a force field,
My own protected space,
And despite what I might feel inside,
Confidence en lights my face, 

But when people ask me questions,
And I can't bare the answer,
I retreat inside myself,
I'm now a walker,
Not a prancer,

It's not their fault it's mine,
I wish that they could find,
I wish that they could see,
That I believe in me


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Words - The Heart Of Imagination

            Words - The Heart of Imagination?

Only numbers can love you completely
They stay in order, keep the peace in place
And use words as tools to carve Thanksgiving turkeys
On stop watches they control time
Numbers stay together in a line as rules apply
They ask for nothing in diminishing returns
Words are fuzzy
Numbers are clear
You can count on them to be there
Words are imaginary things picked up by birds
Singing in the nest, carried off by winds
By newspapers never read
Through history, howling through the throats of wolves 
Who use language and words to make their point  
Do not come near me in this forest
With human words and voices
Your number will be up
I will rip out your words through the heart of imagination!
Wolf has no need or fear of numbers either
There is only hunger here!

Created on 10/19/14
for Challenge Title - "Words - The Heart of Imagination?" – Poetry Contest
 


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IN TEENS

Millennium-

The power house,

Chasing the dark,

Millions in mind,

In all kinds,

Still in teens,

Today,Two Zero Fourteen!


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WORK TOGETHER FOR CHANGE

its not mean to be ateam
its part of the dream
to fight for that right
some say your insane
we must hand to hand
and get it better
WORK TOGETHER
FOR CHANGE


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My Dreams

Never had actual dreams because I always thought that they will never come 
true . 

Will they?  as i'm growing up in this world where I see all kinds of disasters.
I remember being 12 wishing of my age to be 18 witch I regret and now I see 
the whole truth of being a young adult there's nothing really  out here for me but 
frustration and making my own world better  by becoming successful.


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Hopeful Delight

Seeing positive results
Sprout out from the happy ground
It grows as fast as tomato plants
You're no longer lost, but finally found!

Dreaming of you
Is falling in love with fiction
And it doesn't sound right 
This heartfelt desire is merely an infatuation
I will remain mild like a mama panda with her beloved cubs...
You can rely on me to share with you hopeful delight

Free from the chains  of  utter pity
Are you alone and blue?
Put out the blue fire that devours you
It shows that you're a man of bountiful bravery
You're no longer lost. 
You are found for good.
You have good luck that gives you the guts to run the extra mile

dreaming of you
is kissing fiction... but it's so sincere
so genuine and precious like a redstone
you are more precious than an emerald stone
I will stick to you like a magnet
I love you, so still no regret
I hope to be your compass when you get lost in the forest
just try your best
 try your best
you can depend on me to present you with hopeful delight
or should you some hope in mind
I wish you and I could thrive
in the future... we will engage in awesome adventures
if you can keep up with me! Hah!

observing unique auras
blooming out of the blue 
Out of the blue
it catches my eyes like fireworks in the midnight sky
you are no longer lost, love...
But you will be found in no time.. my gorgeous dove
make me drink in your undefinable honor
plant in me your nourishing friendship
it reveals to me your robe of jubilance
your rope of eloquence
you're so mature and so articulate
you are no longer lost,
I found you like treasure underneath the ground
I dug you up like gold
I mined you like gold...
you're that important to me
let me give you a gift
a gift that's carved by my love

I hope you gain hopeful delight
when you see me damasked in beautiful light




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Stumbling Upon Guilt

Part 2 of Guilt is a Foolish Coward...(just wanted to make a fancy title for the 2nd chapter...hehe)

You don’t fool anyone; you’re a disgrace
Yeah, I’m talking to you, guilt…in your face! 
You’re as bitter as wine…
You made my taste buds scream with distaste and disgust
You are a dirty, little swine,
Eating away at the garbage and rolling in the mud and dust
You always act like you know-it-all
You’re nothing to me and that’s not all!
I don’t need you, JERKASAURUS!
You ruined us…you wrecked us…
You destroyed our happy mood
You’re no good…no good…
Don’t be shocked, you foolish coward by the name of Guilt
Time speeds up like a racecar when racing with confident wheels
Don’t be caught off guard, you guilty man…why are you poorly built?
You don’t know the pain and how much it really feels…
You still look behind you without a care
Avoid the dead-ends and don’t you dare think about walking the opposite direction 
Don’t act like a pathetic failure…
Or a disoriented sailor
Your face is turning paler… 
And you made me feel so unsure! 
I’m sick of your crying…I’m sick of you not trying…
I’m tired of you being lazy and complaining 
What is there to complain about anyways?
You always say: It’s one of those days…
You’ll pay for what you do in the long run
You need to learn good manners and be as optimistic as the sun
Push yourself forward
And don’t look back no matter how much pressure you feel
Keep running homeward 
And don’t dwell in the past, 
For you can’t undo the things 
You’ve done inadequately, 
But you can make a difference in the Future…
It’s no big deal!
My bones are aching non-stop
Don’t remain in a sorry state…don’t hesitate
To give me a call… OK?
Please remember that you’re a friend, not a foe
I just want you to let go…
Of guilt and I want you to know
That most of these words are aimed at guilt
You’re a precious, ancient quilt
Homemade and surreal 
Irreplaceable and so unreal! 
So, let me ask you a few questions:
Are you still befriending guilt? 
Are you still trapped in your past?
Are you still stressed out about life in general?
Are you allowing your feelings to take over you once more?
Doors will open…doors will close
You can always open up a new opportunity…right next door!
What about you…think again – 
You’re stumbling in the same cycle of disdainful sin
Everyone loves you and I do too 
Can you tell yourself that or is that too hard to do?
Sorry if I come across as mean
I just don’t want you to feel guilt…
If you know what I mean


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In The Club

I remember i was in the club
You were across the room
I couldn't keep my eyes off you
A flower in full bloom
I hesitate to talk to you
Don't wanna be rejected
Plus i had a drink or two
That had my mind affected
Our eye contact was crazy
So i finally took the chance
I left the bar and made my way
To ask you for a dance
My heart was beating faster
When i saw you smile
I told myself this feeling
Hasn't been here in a while
I asked you for your name
In turn i told you mine
I take your hand, we start to dance
And danced throughout the night
I thanked God for my confidence
For sending me this gift
Cause i was down before you came
Your presence was my lift


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EXAMINATION ADVENTURE

Primary school was all about playing
Around the place I was jumping
Within the yard was I running
Without time for reading
I played to pass examination


The primary school mentality
Move with me even affecting my civility
To the point that I eluded reality
Thinking, there was no reality

But the day dawned when I had a regression
In my education
Then, reading was the only solution
To the present situation
I read to pass examination

But the higher I go
The more I realize I have to stand on my toe
If at all I would want to glow
But, oh	! I did glow

Reading was now metamorphosed to studying
Since the situation now requires more than reading
Because the situation requires one energizing
In other to keep success acquiring
I now study to pass examination
I wonder; what will happen on my next level?


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Lighthouse

            Lighthouse

Time on the ocean uninspired  
The lighthouse beams immortalized
Reaching out forever, tranquility
Holding sky, sea, unencumbered 

Keepers watch gradual gravitation's 
Storm Forces, the ingredients 
The elements congregate, obedience
Lighthouse walls definable, unflappable 



Created by: Earl Schumacker on 9/23/13 for Lighthouse- Poetry contest
        


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1910 Forever

            1910 Forever

Let’s see now my little fellow
That will be .14 cents for the dozen eggs
Laid fresh today
.04 for the pound of sugar
Sweeter than a sunny day
.15 cents for the coffee beans
And the conversation is entirely free
The year is 1910 again forever
Mark Twain, born when Halley’s Comet came
I remember it like yesterday
We would raft on the Mississippi all day
He went out with the comet when it returned
April 21st. 1910 is when he died
While Halley streaked briefly in the sky
Most men lived to be 47 
So we had an extended time to play
There were 45 states back then
I only made .22 cents an hour at my job
Working at the apothecary 
And so much fun in the sun
When I was younger
I would run real fast from the store with the goods
Run even faster past the school
Play hooky and get some fishing in 
I still live for 1910
If I had it to do over I would do it again


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Mind Body Game

There's a movement down South,
where smoke comes creeping from beneath 
our feet.... emptying 
pockets which never had much
to begin with.

You can see what we've written-
our bathroom stalls read
'Do something for the hell of it... anything...'
The messages are clustered around depictions 
of stick-figures having gay intercourse.

Money, how unintentionally they lied to us,
saying it's a means to safety, to lead
us to a soft sweet grave under the willow. But we SEE
how it's our only way to chase that fire.
We're not afraid to burn, having lost
our religion in younger years and bigger numbers. 

Our concept of hell 
is only that it doesn't last... nothing is free
from the fade. Beauty's worth everything,
'til the presently mysterious fabric 
of time collapses, and all that was etched in stone
dissolves like smoke in the wind.


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THE SAME PAGE

     What a difference a day makes.
The universal truth is in the knowledge gave.
     This is not a road to trek all alone but one to construct positive outcomes.
A great thinker knows that all statements must compose schemas, 
     which are diverse.
Knowing that you are your own person is a must.

Are we on the same page now?
Are our thoughts similar?
I see you frowning.
Indecisive you say you are.
Watch you start clowning around.

A difference a day makes.
     The truth is universal.
You slog melodramatically.
     Your effort was exuberant.

A great doer knows that two wrongs do not produce a right.
     Diversification must transpire.
We are individuals of generalizations.
     Our only stride is side-by-side.

Are we on the same page?
I hope we are.
I tell the absolute never a lie.

     Unbound in determination, we strive to know.
Our scientific hypothesis states we are in a manifold.
     Imperfection we are not free from.
God so love the world he gave his only begotten son.

You can turn the page now and read on.
I stick with you as we pause.
A meeting of minds must be unified. 
We must sojourn likewise.
                          *
     {If the whore washed Jesus feet, why go into Divinity? 
Now, we are on the same page.  Justice will form for you and me.}
______________________________________________|
Penned on June 06, 2014!


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Provocative Haiku

     Provocative Haiku

Garments flow and fall
River, cold, drinks naked girls
Red faced, swimming up 
  


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Impulse 59

I leap because 
there is no ground, 

That is why
I leap.

Because the sun 
is fading, and
my night is 
without you.

So I leap.


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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behind closed doors

(something I just wrote I don't know what to call this exactly lol) 


no one understands that the forbidden door stays locked for a reason 
no one tries to wonder why the door was locked in the first place 
only thing that comes to mind is how to open it.... 
behind this forbidden door is a warmth and love that wants to be set free but is locked away by fear 
fear holds the chains with a force that breaks the heart of the one who seeks the warmth and love behind the door 
paying no mind to the warnings that is given not daring to listen to reason and just turn back to safety 
one seeks the warmth and love that's locked away by fear 
gazing upon fear itself the one does not falter the one does not quiver but stares in amazement and wonder 
the closer one gets the tighter the chains lock the more fear is in control 
fear laughs and mocks the one who seeks the warmth and love behind its forbidden door waiting for the one to get closer in order to break the ones heart 
still gazing upon the door and the chains the one gets closer and closer 
fear has tighten the chains so tight that fear began to get ready to strike 
fear had enough of the one persistence and struck the one with all its might making sure the ones heart will remain broken so to not see the one ever again 
but the one just stood there and had a victorious smile 
fear turned into confusion and the one came closer to the forbidden door 
the one pushed away the chains of confusion while gazing upon the forbidden door the one began to open it 
no one understands that the forbidden door stays locked for a reason 
no one tries to wonder why the door was locked in the first place 
only thing that comes to mind is how to open it.... 



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WHAT A LIFE

I'VE SEEN IT ALL
had my self a ball
been thur lots stuff
times thing been ruff
been hand cuff
am strong
 and  able to carry on
been up hill fight
WHAT A LIFE


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I'AM TRAIN TO KILL

its a fact put this on your rack
 i know hand to hand combat
and well school
in my moves
i have the tools
am swift as a wind mill
I'AM TRAIN TO KILL


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ignorance is bliss

standin on a corner he looks up to the sky
his phone rings as he steps into his ride
no time to think
when it rings its because do's on the other side
red and blue
panicked, frozen like a mannequin
flashing lights he catches on the other side of his panaoramic view
wondering if its for him
then realize it just the paramedics crew heading to what'll never make it on the 11' o clock news
paranoid
wonderin if he ever got caught by the blue, what he would do
like i siad no time for that, 
rent to pay
with nothing on the dinner plate
this time next week, he just may be sleeping in his back seat.
no one to comfort but southern comfort
good guy just on the wrong side 
misguided when life put him on the sideline
no one to guide him right
but his mind
while he walked on the wild side of the life many choose not to sight
turn a blind eye
to what they dont see as right, but i guess thats just life
a pool of water overflows the bath tub because his own foot
covers the drain
you paved what you walk on today
if you ever wanna live better
dont be the reason why your seasons never change

seeing nothing but rain in his plain 
consumed by the pain that rarely escapes from him
an apiphany hits him
a bit delayed but soon to be appraised
he wants out but never knew how
he tryed callin his father 
but that man diddnt even bother 
he never really fathered him to begin with.
so it really wasnt something he cared to level with
learned his lesson, way back when
your just getting the message
considering how long its been
he thought redemption would have been ready for collection 
still theres a long way to go

aint it beautiful?
how bliss ignorance is?

remembering the time he showed his report card to his mother
and how happy she was
tellin him he was bound for anything he set his sights on
but to always tell right from wong
at that moment. curtains closing
its 3am
witching hour for the superstitious
but an hour of power for a man to put stitches to his scars
pick himself up off the ground
head to the lost and found
just to find everything that made him who he was 
before what is now

ignorance is bliss
an he knows that now


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PROUD TO BE BLACK

it was a task
put me on the pass
to see and be free
when the card were stack
many time
walking pickett line
almost got wack
AM STILL
PROUD TO BE BLACK


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Bullet Fantasy - Haiku

     Bullet Fantasy – Haiku

Bang! Bullet took flight
Branch swayed to take it in stride
On a bamboo breath 
  


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Ash

            Ash

Ashes that burn over mega death
Come after nuclear explosions thrill
Keep on burning souls until
The Earth cracks open
Spills its blood of red hot lava
That takes us back to where
Before mankind climbed out of trees
Elevating himself above all nature
Evolution takes back again
Before we began to take
Taking everything sacred with us
Down to the grave





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WRITE A BOOK

have some say
what happen yesterday
put it down
let it get around
take time kept this in mind
ok get hook
WRITE A BOOK


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MY RACE IS LOVE

am not black or white
am inthe lords light
i do whats right
and it shine from above
FOR EVERYFACE
MY RACE IS LOVE


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Ghost Tower

            Ghost Tower

Jane is that person to take the unknown path
Fear is her friend, she knows no other way
Friends and family warned of dangers grave
Told her not to go to the tower, twisting in the forest
A moonless, starless, black clouded night her only guide
She took young Billy with her as a shield
In hopes of engaging him with experience and fear
They climbed 2,000 dusty stairs when they arrived
Billy cried out but only for an hour
Fatigue set in, filled both with anxiety, along the winding way
Monstrous screams came from the unholy spirits top
Blood came flowing from their ears
Each step brought them colder to the ghoulish goal
Lost souls approached in demon forms
Pulled poor Jane and Billy up and out a window
Held them by the throat and screamed
We want to kill you now but that would serve no purpose
They placed chains around their necks
Gave orders to take brooms and mops
To clean the cursed chamber first before the drop

Created on 10/17/14 for Ghost Stories – Poetry Contest
 
  


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thinking again

The fairy tale a powerful message about morals about courage about education. 
Some say are lifes are written out is  it something  permanent like ink
or erasable like pencil is a question i have often pondered. The writtings before of 
me are a man unsure with himself lost almost in the art of the good act and 
blinded by love to behold the grand illusion. So hmm I have found a new anthem 
a new lease on myself. In the mass destruction of my mind the rebuilding has 
begun. A new man has imagered  in  a new surrounding with new opportunity at his 
feet. A new generation under him seeking his guidance bonded over music 
watered blood but still blood weather a different last name ethnicity. A pleat-her of 
rebuilding in the world. So hmm i have begun to see myself know myself in a way 
that i have never felt a new phoenix has risen in my soul  good riddance to the 
negative vibe within me. I can never understand but the pondering and the 
images in my mind will remain.


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Playful Whispers

Rippling winds sandunes of time,
taking me back as I hear a faint chime.
rolling rows of golden wheat,
as my heart dances and skips a beat.
Bursts of laughter fading off in the distance,
it plays in my mind as I fight the resistance.
Sapphire skies and charcoals of gray,
these hands of time I wish I could stay.
Looking out into endless feilds of wildflowers,
feeling energized as my soul endours.
Whipers of dawn chanting in my ears,
chasing away all heartfelt tears.
Magic falls in all corners of the earth,
like the day we were born with moments of our birth.
Shadows dance as the moon starts to rise,
as thirsty stars fill up the majestic skies.
Fireflys fly with fairies in sight,
like the freedom of flying a soaring kite.
Childhood dreams return once more,
deep corners of my mind I so carelessly soar.



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Much Love

Much Love

The angelic sigh you make turns my gaze to you
A smile appears on my face as i look down
The sun rays through the window on you
Make your angelic face glow this morning

I want to wake you up, but at the moment
I love a sleeping you. A hidden smile plays on your lips
Making me wonder what you're dreaming about
Its so contagious it makes me smile

My hand sneaks forward to brush your brown curls back
They remind me of another love
Who isnt here today. My thoughts wonder afar off
To the places unknown.

"Mama" your angelic voice brings me back and i stare
Right into the gray eyes that give me memories
Of the good i had and the best i was given.
I may not have my first love, but he gave me you.

And i will cherish you my baby, for all the time you'll stay
I'll teach you secrets of living a happy life as he did
I'm going to let you live and tell all you lived
And when the day is done, you'll return in my arms.


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The Fantastic Voyage

Living on the edge was a suicide way before my time!
A soul spread wide open with a spirit that truly believes.
Walking on water and backwards with life that glares over the sunshine!
The fantastic voyage rides the high and almighty waves of the greatest seas.
A voyage to never-never land right where I know I will always want to be.
True uninhibited expression is my addiction all within myself.
A soul climaxing in the exhibition of capturing all of the free empty space!
Walking the planks with the thrill of excitement from what’s consumed as it’s felt,
The fantastic voyage is aimed straight for that perfect little happy place.
My voyage to never-never land is where I know I will always want to stay.
Unpredictable with such balance is my mystery out there all on its own.
My soul opens and wills me to explore the depths of all that is real or such.
Walking the tight rope and looking down with my talent so proudly shown.
The fantastic voyage is never enough but is always over by too much.
My voyage to never-never land is where I know I will always want to feel what I touch.
Deep within the depths of all the deepness is where my connection is found.
A vibrant soul with brilliance magnified by a common need that has just got to give!
Walking narrow ledges with confidence and truly the one that has got to be proud!
The fantastic voyage gained my moments in time that I can say were actually lived.
My voyage to never-never land is where I will surrender standing on top of my deadly ground!


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MY MOTHER

she is to me
the key
and some
for all i have done
she is like a rose
a flower of goal
and she like no other
thats
MY MOTHER


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Adventure of a life time

It's not the days we remember
But the moments that make them
It was a spring morning
Wedding bells could be heard all around 
The wind was calm
The earth seemed still
The preparations were done 
 Butterflies were restless for 
The couple to be 
Unity is a beautiful thing
Two separate things becoming one
So that pains and joys are shared
Friends and family 
Gather around 
 Filled with
Cheer and glee
It was time for us to leave 
Waving bye to the couple
Seeing them off
On the Adventure of a life time


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GUESS AM A FOOL AM IN LOVE

some say its anuther day
well i do play that way
its a feeling
got me reeling
to me its so cool
to have it from above
GUESS AM  A FOOL
AM IN LOVE


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A Cave Man Day

            A Cave Man Day

One day long ago a cave man slept uncomfortably
The brutal sun, good for nothing, woke him up abruptly
Ants crawled all over his body and began to bite
He ate every one of them one by one
Using his fingers and his thumbs as utensils
There was no name for breakfast at the time
Or the creatures who ate his parents

Cave man was all alone and had a simple job
To find more food and stay alive
Fire had just been invented and utilized
This miracle he took with him everywhere
The other 2 gods were sun and water
Fire would be his favorite deity

The man was good at picking berries, consuming plants
All of this at great peril and certainly by chance
They could be poisonous or make him sick
All cave men had to do this to survive and take the risk
He used rocks and sharp ended sticks to take down pray
Skills taught to him by his dad before he died

Cave man was short, stout, mean, with green and jagged teeth
And made his way through Stone Age foliage
He had a bushy beard and scratched it
Wondered what he was looking at…  What was that?!
When he met a woman with long legs and tangled hair
She had nice features for a cave girl from that age

He took her by the hair and clubbed her on the head
Dated, copulated and married on the spot
What a lovely wedding day 
They moved into a cave

 
   





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Opaque Desert Mystery

            Opaque Desert Mystery

Opaque ball bearings rolled along the grayish sand upon the dark
Solid heavy objects larger than small houses raced below the dunes
Consuming all the landscape leaving huge trenches in their wake 
The moon could not mistake them for anything but strange
Though the light was dim and unassuming, they moved stealthily along
Into daylight the orbs continued on, rapidly and clearly out of reach
As glowing silver objects on a yellow grainy landscape in the sun
A sun that knew nothing of such things from its perspective
It simply shed light like a detective on this mystery
The silver objects rolled into the ancient stony town 
Flattened it as if it were not there
Continued on to an oasis below the palms
Which may or may not have been there in the first place
Rolled up and disappeared as quickly as they came
A mirage some say and so they faded in the desert day


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Bachelor


Moment of being a bachelor are not a cup of tea,
Searching out for food just a Bee,
Wandering to and fro for a good company,
We remain alone as rootless tree,

Life without lass, lassie and Lassitude,
Bring me up with exquisite attitude,
What’s wrong if em alone, single we’re born,
It moves me up with high altitude,

Time of no worry, hurry and sorry,
Enjoying a piece of superb glory,
Sovereign of my own life, But
Roaming on the way as a lorry,

The joy of solo, pleasure of being bachelor,
Delight of single hood, Men of Plover,
Life with no aim, fame and Game!
Sleeping right & left burning in Stover.

Shahid Hussain Chouhdry


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Life at its end, but really a new beginning

Living every day, 
Living every second to the beat of yesterday, 
The memories haunt my soul, 
I wish that we both will never get old, 
I know they say old is gold,
But imagine how much gold has been worn and taken and and those people that wore them don't even exist anymore, 
it's like they were here but not anymore,
Live life to the fullest because of day you will have to go, 
Maybe our souls feel tense in this body of flesh, 
Try and cut a hole in your past please tell me you're fresh, 
Live life as a new beginning every day, 
you're born alone and you die alone, 
You are the only one there are no other clones.


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Modern Society

Ages, eras
Pass on by
in essence
Time flies

But what have we come to
As a society?
Simply falsehoods
And false piety?

Sorrow, hate
Ruined fate
Terrorism, controversy
As of late

Do we really comprehend
The effects of our defects
The implications
Of what we elect

What we elect
For society to accept
What eventually reduces us
To ignorance's depth

From everything now
Today, yesterday, and tomorrow
It seems as though
The default emotion is sorrow

But not all hope is lost
For there is a light
It may be in the distance
But there is one cost

We as a society
Must choose to resolve
Our immorality
We must dissolve

We must vanquish
All hatred and conflict
That we create
And that media depicts

Maybe if we take this
One step at a time
We may step out of this abyss
Out of this paradigm.


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EFFECTS CAUSED BYMULTIPARTISM IN A DEMOCRATIC STATE

The word Democr,now days all African nations engaged in democracy together with  multipartism ,such countries are Tanzania ,KENYA,UGANDA,MALAWI,ZAMBIA,MALI,GHANA e.t.
           HUMAN RIGHT;This is a positive effect of multiparty in democratic state of African continent,wherever there is democracy human rights ia respected by the rulling  Government.such countries which respect human right under umbrella of democracy are KENYA,TANZANIA,UGANDA,BURUNDI,DRC,MALI,CHAD,SUDAN,ZAMBIA e.t.c
          RIGHT TO CHOICE;In ademocratic Government which undergo  multipartism such as KENYA,TANZANIA,SOUTH AFRICA,UGANDA e.tcall her people have got right to choice which political party  to vote or who to vote for,for example btn RAILA and KIBAKI in KENYA,or between KIKWETE and  SLAA of ccm and chadema respectively;such political party to choice are such as  CCM,CHADEMA,CUF,UDP,NCCR-MAGEUZI,and in SOUTH AFRICA  btn ANC  and opponent party
         RULE OF LAW;Rule of law means that nody is over the law he/she musy respect the law ,that indicates that if get with any crime ,and then after investigation  he/she become a criminal the law must Take action as normal people  regardless of his/her  position  in a rulling Government, a good example is from ex prime Liberian presiden CHALES TAYLOR,AMATUS LIYUMBA OF  BOT ,EX COMMANDER OF RWANDA AND BURUN
           FREE AND FAIR ELECTION;In ademocratic  nation such as TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,SOUTH AFRICA etc,during the announcement of general election ,the process and all arrangement of it is free ,all parties representative are allowed to chech the all process,even to enter poling stations whether street or national election ,this  story is elaborate more about free and fair election. 
    CONSITUTION AMENDMENT;Due to  presence of democracy in African continent  ,the amendment of  constitution is done by  public as we  know that  all curren  constitutions  are from colonialist ,therefore the rulling  Government  must make changes on it in order to be current/uptodate for example when  we look on TANZANIA ‘S CONSITUTION  is  from  BRITISH, Also KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,and in other hand  the old one  may bring conflict  as we saw in KENYA,TANZANIA .
   FREEDOM OF THE PEOPLE;In a democratic state like  TANZANIA,KENYA ,all people  compare to other countries which lies on another branch of GOVERNMENT like monarch,union,for example  in TANZANIA,KENYA,UGANDA,ZAMBIA,MALAWI,people are free everywhere ,they can move from one place to another,in east   Africa we have the so called  EAC[EAST AFRICAN COMMUNITY],That  include  KENYA,TZ,UGANDA,RWANDA,AND BURUNDI ,All people  within this cooperation are free to live  any where,Apart from those positive effects ,there also  some negative effects  which are;-
   LOW DEVELOPMENT;In some some ares where there is wars like northern KIVU also may affected by poor to the majority in that place ,also agood example is northern NIGERIA  is characterized by low development  in deed ,southern sudan ,Somalia,mali,Rwanda and Burundi   due to long term wars.
   CIVIL AND TRIBAL WAR;this is also  one  of the negative effect of  democracy caused by politicians in Africa  .it may rise into war due to misunderstanding among  themselves as politicians or with the GOVERNMENT  it may be  civil war or tribal  wars,for example  what happed to KENYA due to  2007 general election whereby KIKUYU  hate LUO,KIKUYU HATE KALENJIN ,RAILA is luo  man  and he won  but kibaki kikuyu man  denied to leave position /chair to the winner  who was  RAILA  ODINGA,Between KABILA PRESIDENT OF DRC AND REBELS FROM RWANDA[M23] this war is civil war ,alshabab  and Somali GOVERNMENT,BOKO HARAM  AND NIGERIAN GOVERNMENT,REBELS OF MUSLIMS  AND MALI’S GOVERNMENT,FORMER SUDAN  AND  SOUTHERN REBELS,UGANDA AND  LORD RESISTANCE ARMY.This story  may help people to change  and learn how to use  democracy effectively,also CHAD,CENTRAL AFRICA REPUBLICAN with rebels.
                     RELIGIUOS WARS;As what we are seeing in  NIGERIA,ZANZIBAR ,KENYA ,  this may result in to  the rise of  terrorist like al queda,alshabab ,booko haram , not only  this story can touch  African continent but also  other continents like ASIA,MIDDLE EAST,LATIN AMERICAN, FAR EAST ,EUROPE,,AUSTRALIA ,agood example  is rebels tamil taiga and  SRILANKA’S GOVERNMENT,INDONESIA  WITH MUSLIMS REBELS.
       
                                                        MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL
                                                                            AM 
                                                            WENSISLAUS JOSEPH CHIMBA
                                                                         P.OBOX6311,

                                                                                          MBEYA TANZANIA
                                                       

 


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Chronicler Of History

            Chronicler of History

History goes back as you might guess
Through vast tracks of time out there to be cataloged and measured
And a couple minutes more, before the universe was born
It discovered Hobo Jack at home within one millisecond
Put him to work to make a list of dark matter, plants and planets
(Planets are the smaller ones)
And all solid things that mattered and had form
Hobo Jack was given birth and raised on Earth
His first love was lamps and gold
Accounting became a knack in natural fashion
With a history of his own
And as a matter of fact he was good at keeping books
Lists of animals he encountered were quickly jotted down
From dinosaurs to platypus
Geiger counters became a fad
So ancient coins, doubloons
Spanish treasures made his day 
Hobo Jack and his long white beard
Led their way through history
Among archival masters Jack was the best
He chronicled everything in life then passed away


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The Anthem of Audrey and Alice

A day that passed a time ago amongst the glory of all mankind 
lived an angel thy Audrey from Athens who's heart was in twined, 
Oh indeed in a time of the finest of kings, and the duchess and queens, 
For Audrey to love in the likes of she, indeed in all was not to be, 
For Audrey of Athens who cried for one's love, to hold and to cherish,    
Whom she found in the likes of Alice of Abington, oh indeed such a merit, 
But who's to dwell on such the dungeons of this timely parade? 
For one such as Audrey to hide away her mask in this gathering of days, 
Oh such a yearning cries out of her heart for the one she holds so dear, 
To whisper the songs of love in Alice's ear where no one can hear, 
To taste the tingle in one's lips, and the breath of curious wonder, 
As bare as they are the two become one under the growling gods of thunder, 
How can one such as Audrey of Athens pronounce to the world, 
That it is true love in which was found, indeed in the likes of another girl, 
In the heart of Alice from Abington whom she cries for till death, 
As now the lonely angel from Abington waits still sitting on her lover's front steps.


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CHANGE WAS GOING TO COME

i was born in shack
by the railroad  track
in the south
that was the rout
racist i had to face
it was a a bad place
i knew  repect i've get some
i had faith
that a
CHANGE WAS GOING TO COME


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GO ALL THE WAY

have the tools
stay in school
don't' be a fool
pay your dues
get on the news
you'll have time to play
GO ALL THE WAY


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Realization

There is a distant past that summons all of us,
but how shall we hear if we know not to whom it speaks?
Why does not the tongue of our father speak our language?
Could it be that "we", like Moses was sent to the other side
to learn of their ways and to speak their language, that it
may help us to realize? 
All that we inhabit and all that is instilled in us, 
is not part of the perfect plan designed just for us.
We now hear in another language and see in another dimension
We realize it is the language that we’ve always heard and never understood,
and the life that we’ve always dreamed of is our reality.
We now press, we strive, and we die to our own minds,
because we’ve come to realize, that we can go home again


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Sigh

King of all kids none know my time none know my ride. Without pride I slide down the drive enter your guide slip into the five. without telling you why I give you a 9 so tell me why you dont give me a try when we start to divide I cease being sigh.


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BLACK WOMAN AND MAN

its tha t time
leave hate behind
help each other shine
kept this in mind
to make  the world better
work together
hold hands and have plans
the
BLACK WOMAN AND MAN


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LISTEN TO MOTHER

i tell all youth
here's the truth
don't be a fool
mothere or cool
she gives he best news
so before paying dues
like no other my sister and brother
LISTEN TO MOTHER


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Golden Glowing Biscuits

            Golden Glowing Biscuits

Eohippus at the dawn of history rides off the earth
His son the dawn horse rides out on the day
First through a lush field of heather up ahead
Guided by shifting westward winds
Then over the hills of clover running to the cliff
Down labyrinths of canyons crooked paths
Past the canna, columbine and hollyhock bursts of reds
There, just over long green grasses beyond the pastures
The animal takes a break
Relieves himself, releases golden biscuits to the earth
Which aid the fertile fields to grow and flourish


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SUCESS AND HARD WORK

the two go together
in any weather
don't be a jerk
stay alert
to gain its pain
there be nogret after the test
its the price thats right
day and night tho it may hurt
SUCESS AND HARD WORK


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The Perilous Journey part 1

I’ve watched as the warrior lifted up his sword
I knew…that there was war close at hand – has the Lord
Allowed this event to shape our majestic reputation?
The horses panic…
And gallop in hesitation
It will begin shortly, the adrenalin
Kicking in rapidly
It feeds our strength…
The miracle puts us in good hands
Both sides are at each other’s throats again…
Deliver us…
Deliver us…
Forgive us…
Rescue us…
Hear us out…
As we pray for success for America’s victorious future


Your hope was full, but your cup is half empty
Instead of half full…why are you filled with envy?
You witnessed all the fear spiraling in the atmosphere
Their dignity and pride makes them envy our positivity
The sun scorched 
Our serene spirits and forced
Us to carry on now, the dread
Taking away our cheers…
Making us devour our fears 
Have no fear though
He is our guide…our shield
We’ll trek His field after we’re healed
From our battle scars,
Shimmering like illuminated stars
Help us fight off those insidious enemies…
Those thieves…those taunting, 
Snickering enmities…
Deliver us…
Deliver us… 
Forgive us…
Construct us…
Don’t forget about us…
As we pray for triumph and equality to embrace us all


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Red Ball - Haiku

     Red Ball – Haiku

Giant object, round
Red, drifts on the lake closer
Reach ball, touch, slip, drown


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Sleep Through

        Sleep Through

Life is something to do once
Something to sleep through
Noise, disturbances, above, below
Lift you on their pillows through
Snow, rain, pain, wash, purify the path
Make way for the past and present
As one and the same
If sleep didn't come into being
There wouldn't be much to do
But there you are
Sleeping through it 


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Ireland

I travel far and wide to see,
A sea as blue and grass as green, 
As I see whilst I am at home; 
On the sweet Isle o' Eire.

I wander o'er hilltops and fields; 
Climb o'er mountains o' the highest
Peaks and still find the horizons
Primitive in beauty and bleak.

For Ireland's emerald hills,
And her rough, rolling, sapphire seas; 
Burden one with a heavy heart
And pain when one is forced to leave. 

Though I may be taken on wings
To foreign lands, my heart remains 
On Ireland's sweet, sacred soil 
Beating twice at every wonder.


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Box and Cage

            Box And Cage

Cage landed on the desert island empty
Made of wood it floated in 
Settled on the sand
A box invaded next
Rolled in on salted swells
For forty years I watched the sun and moon
Marooned, but happy eating coconuts and fish 
My only visitors are this
Box and cage are now my company
Sometimes I go inside the cage to watch the day
Sometimes I climb inside the box to meditate
They are both a perfect fit
We do what we do best
Hold it together
We wait




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My Lady

Hear the roar, feel the thunder,
Swim in my tears, dance to my heartbeat,
My heart pains when I remember,
My lady is far away,
I yearn for her, 
To embrace her in my arms,
To feel her lips on mine, 
Her scent, her warmth,
But yet I wait, I linger,
Patient to the stroke of a clock’s hand,
I will see her again,
We will dance in the rain,
Sing with the stars,
Lose ourselves in the moment,
But alas, we will yet part,
Inevitability cannot be escaped,
A certainty unmoved,
But like the moon and the stars, 
We shall find each other,
And dance to the beats of love,
But for now, I yearn,
I yearn for my lady.


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Base Jumper

            Base Jumper

This is my first time in a parachute
Jumping off the cliff face mountain
My instructor told me now, to count to 20
Before I pull the cord
Maybe that's what he said
I figure if I count higher
I can only be more secure
To play it safe, I will count to 95
That way when I land I’ll be more alive for sure
Half way down now I lost the count
So I’ll start over
Splat!


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NEVER TO LATE

go back  get on the rack
its a fact
there's a lot at stake
but it
NEVER TO LATE


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Castles

A woman, she lives up on high,
Her castle is also very high,
She roams to her lookout and waits.

Her light is shining bright,
Her porch light that is,
It shines oh so bright, as she watches and waits.

She waits . . . . . . . . . 
And waits . . . .  . . . . .
And waits . . . . . . . . . . 

She tires so; she’s taxed from sitting at the highest and waiting,
She wonders, this castle, is no good, offers no energy, no value,
It’s just plain and black, with the only shining entity her porch light,

She pushes herself up, walks down from her highest,
And walks out from that large, exquisite, beautiful, lonely castle,
She takes off these uncomfortable shoes,
And walks barefoot off from the stone path onto the grass,

She breathes in the fresh, natural air of new,
Turns around and sees only outside lights, yet darkness inside,
She suddenly looks forward again,
And with a smile continues to walk forward,
As she beams with the most beautifully luminous glow.
 


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WOMEN MOVING ON

theyer of all race
and face
brown and  round
some or white skin light
and black but well stack
theyer
not alone
part of
WOMEN MOVING ON


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SMALL MIND

be a big wig
think big
your get a head
get out of bed
so you life will shine
be tall and strong as a wall
don't have a
SMALL MIND


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The End

From start till this very day we’ve changed and grown
We are now at that age where the life we own 
Is at its fragile state
We are so close to the adult life but still not quite there
The peak of the mountain is in our view.
Naive mind understand that This stage is not the easiest to do
The climb is steep and there is hardly any air to breathe
So with each step we take from this day forth is a fight 
Our footing may land us falling with no safety net
Or closer to the peak.
But remember to look around you 
See the lands that Gods hands sculpted 
Before moving forward. 
Don’t rush to the end to only hiss a swearword at the regret
Lead with your heart but remember educate your heart with your mind,
Stay humble and kind, because when we grow up the harshness of this world could leave us bitter and spiritually blind.
It is an end to chapter but only the beginning of the next.


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Conscience And Surviving

               Conscience And Surviving
       (*Shadow/Blitz poetry should be read rapidly)

     Clear the air
     Clear of conscience
     Conscience causes confusion
     Conscience derails dreams
     Dreams fail to fit the occasion
     Dreams will melt
     Melt unrealistic margins
     Melt them with fire
     Fire will purify
     Fire burns fast
Fast through flaming houses
Fast over high dry grasses
Grasses continue and turn green
Grasses grow giant lawns
Lawns become giants
Lawns climb mountains
Mountains stay still as they can
Mountains do not leap
Leap over oceans
Leap to the stars
     Stars wink out secrets
     Stars tell scary stories
     Stories of violent creation
     Stories about the hidden dark
     Dark takes over
     Dark creates night
     Night drinks in power
     Night consumes the alter ego
     Ego shrinks to such depths as man
     Ego bathes in the light of day
Day discloses realities intent
Day takes the sun to happy places
Places in the heart
Places rich in passion
Passion recognized by everyone
Passion born from the burning sun
Sun that reaches every soul 
Sun takes solace from shade
Shade has no shadow of its own
Shade belongs to trees
     Trees treat sun and shade the same
     Trees have leaves and religious beliefs
     Beliefs in nature
     Beliefs is little creatures
     Creatures come and go
     Creatures know surviving
     Surviving peacefully
     Surviving gently
     Gently
     Peacefully


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YOUNG AGAIN

am at the age
time  fades
some say this every day
to be old is it gold
from with in
you won't be young 
well i say  it was fun
from with in
don't won't be
YOUNG AGAIN


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WORLDS A CARD GAME

it on day and night
play the cards right
you'll get a ride
its big in side
and very wide
its pain  your eye rain
there's also fame
the
WORLDS A CARD GAME


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Fossil Friend

          Fossil Friend

Why, just the other day, or so it seems
T-Rex and I were playing by the stream
And tar pits of La Brea
I remember that day like yesterday
I’m just another fossil reminiscing 
Where my old friend fell in 
And now I visit him 
At The Page Museum in Los Angeles 
Someday my aging bones will settle down as well
People will speak antiques and talk about my times
Old stomping grounds and ancient finds


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STILL CRYING THO YOUR GONE

these or tears
of love fears
it was a loss
when you were toss
your still my boss
i admit this
i am still alone
am not lying
STILL CRYING THO YOUR
GONE


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ITS A POOR RIGHT GAME

some us won't more
so other open the door
tho who walk
and talk
in the rain suffer pain
you and i could gain
there was king
they said he was insane
tho he was stop 
he seen the mountain top
his thing was not fame
IT WAS A POOR RIGHT GAME


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Passionate quest

I have went on a passionate quest
chasing stars around the moon
caught upon hunting dreams
silky web entangled in doom

lessons learned with delusional blunders
unexpected turns with unforeseen twists
emerging from mistakes half beaten 
but damn it life has taught me this

destiny willing there is tomorrow
try not to put off needs of today
pay attention to peoples eyes
look for souls who light the way

enjoy these days I am given
finding beauty in worst of times
tomorrow shall be another blank page 
new chapter in this novel of life

pain is around every corner
whether physical or in our mind
whenever possible let negative go
breath
smile
be kind

look at the elderly in awe
for they have made it through
this crazy thing that we call life
without them there would be no you

we are all alike more than we know
ships passing by in the breeze
all of us chasin dreams of hope
in life theres no gaurantees


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BE YOU

your what you are
here are far
or sitting in a bar
alway do
what you have too
BE YOU


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I FOUND IT ALL

i must say
this is my day
to say to you
you are my wall
and that ture
as i recall
fineing you too 
I FOUND IT ALL


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LOOK ME IN THE EYE

 i can tell
if its hell
or its a lie
feel like am going to
 die
if it toot the truth
LOOK ME N MY EYE


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WE MET ON SUNDAY

it was mabe about noon
that this love bloom
after marrage was soon
love at frist sight
made love the same night
the feeling i could fight
got marriga the next monday
but we
MET ON A SUNDAY


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The Codex Psychonautes

The Codex Psychonautes:
 To boldly go where no mind has gone before.  

We are soul-sailors,
Navigators of the spirit.

In altered states of awareness
we will explore consciousness
to the limits of our understanding
and beyond,
We know not what we might find.

Existence is a sandbox;
  The psyche is our playground. 

We charter the ever-renewing realm of the mind
in this perpetual journey to define
the phenomena that is life.
But the true psychonaut
can confront Absurdia,
Accept it
and venture on.

Life is a chemical;
Welcome to The Entheon:

In transcendension we become
champions of the empyrean.
Our purpose is entheos,
For it is in our very being
that the greatest of discovery will be done.

We do travel to the hallowed temples of beyond
in a metaphysical pilgrimage (some with use of the compounds).
Our places of worship tend to astound:
The Empatheon,
The Psychedelion;
We pray to them, with them, in them.
They are places within which we can comprehend.

But you must remember one thing,
This is a choice, not a ceremony.


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Memoirs

Although born in Scotland I have no memories of there as we left when I was two.
My first recollections are of Las Palmos in the Canaries.
I recall the donkey passing daily and being told he  bites.
I was given a caterpillar and tended it, oh so carefully.
My mother when it was a cocoon persauded me to put it outside.

Well you can imagine my intense disappointment to find
that it had hatched and flown without me getting a single glimpse!!
This is the first disappoint in life that I faced. Our house had a flat roof 
with a lovely garden on top and in the distance an enormous tall chimney.

I remember our boxer Susie she was real crazy especially on the beach
and while breaking open sugur cane it slipped and cut me wide open
right between the right thumb and first finger. I was taken to the doctor
who would you believe? poured iodine into it, he wanted to stitch it too, but no way
was I letting that sadist anywhere near me again. I still bear the scar today.

I recall seeing a woman dressed in black perched atop of a towering cliff
when we were out in the car my sister saw her too. We had to turn back due to
landslides and she was gone, she also had a pointy hat did we see a witch?
I had a wonderful dolls house into which I could walk, yet I took all my dolls
apart to see how they worked I was such an inquisitive child.

At five we returned to England living very near Hampstead Heath and Parliament
Hill fields. One day when my mother walked me to school I entered to find not
a single soul present so I walked up to my Aunts as she lived very close.
Needless to say I got into a real heap of trouble from both school and mum.

I recollect an outing to Hampstead Heath there was a cafe surrounded by a
large hedge from which I could never find the way out. I ran ahead and
entered through the hedge only to find my parents nowhere to be seen.
Of course I could not find the way out back to the car. This couple found 
me and insisted on taking me to the police station four miles away I kept 
trying to tell them I only lived two streets down from the Heath, Grown ups!!!

I remember always wanting to speak Spanish and people refusing to answer me
telling me I had to speak in English Bah! I used to ride my tricycle up and
down five stairs mum always telling me I would fall. Well one day my sister
called me and I tumbled down breaking my right wrist I used to stuff vegetables
up inside the plaster to avoid eating them. I hate most vegetables to this very day.

When I was seven we got Kim our German shepherd who we took to Africa with us.
I recollect the excitement of visiting Gibraltar and seeing the monkeys,
the mystery of sailing through the Suez canal the banks so close as to seem
touchable. A giant ray getting caught on the ships bows oh boy did it stink.

It stayed with us from the equator to Zanibar yuck! I looked on all goggle
eyes at the first dark people I had ever seen cowering by my mum as they banished
machetes in the air some with only one eye. I was trembling in my shoes.
Kim took a dislike to them as they teased her by poking her with sticks through
her cage. This dislike stayed with her for life. We arrived in Dar-es-Salaam
on my eight birthday. From here another tale begins, later to be told. 


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LET ME BE NICE

have  to side
these or no lies
my eyes or wide
i know whats right
so think twices
and
LET ME BE NICE


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CATCH UP TO DO

i admit this
i was on the wrong track
now my heads back
its a fact
this  i wll get thur too
got a lot of
CATCHING UP TO DO


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John Doe

Can You tell me how i am feeling just by looking in my eyes
Can you tell my pass just by feeling the tremble in my hands
Can you tell me when i am lying even when i have s straight face
Can you tell me who i am even when i have forgotten
With out having to be reminded
Be my wakening call and my good night text
Be there for me thick through then
And even when i have mad a mess of everything
Can you be my shoulder to cry one
The one to make me smile 
The one to brighten up my day when it is dark and gloomy
Then one to tell me i am  pretty even when i look a hot mess
Be my other half 
My right hand
My guy 
And mines Only because i hate to shared
will you be honest with me 
even if it hurts
will you take care of me in sickness and in health
will you be able to commit and love me
are you loyal and can you stick to your word
Are you capable to hold me down
will you be my no matter what 
but most importantly can you be
You
Because as long as you are that and Loyal and true
Then i don't need the totally package and we can go from there
Because no relationship is perfect and but hey we can both be imperfect together i guess
And Show the world the new meaning of true love
even though we are young
Just tell me i can keep your secret
Skip that if you are willing to meet me in the first place we meet
So are beginning can lead us into the future





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livley turtle

swimming in the sea
living life with glee
the hot sun  shinning down
enjoy where i live
know im a special creation
meeting all my sea creature friends
that wont descend


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YOU PROVE TO BE

a lie will die
the truth will toots
you are real
and the deal
that i see
will set me free
must say in everyway
you
PROVE TO BE


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ADOTED A KID

so many alone
broken home
there'l lives torn
make them new born
i did
ADOTED A KID


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Mountain of Glory

Down among assemblage of 
the common
I gaze up to the peak of the 
Mountain of Glory
It pierced into the heaven 
and
embraced its purity
Many who lacked the 
determination have failed to 
touch it
Will I be able to achieve the 
crown?
These doubts charred the 
courage of my soul
But then a voice within the 
depth called out
‘We may rise and fall, but 
then we get an opportunity.
An opportunity to get up and
continue our journey.'
With these thoughts 
orbiting around my mind
I initiated my journey from 
the bottom
The mountains resisted me 
for I was a stranger to them
It started raining and I was 
wet yet I continued.
Then there was the blizzard 
and I was cold
I was frozen like a soulless 
entity yet I continued.
Frustrated for having failed 
to
eradicate me
The mountains unleashed a 
shower of boulders
Alas! My left leg got crushed 
under the weight of a 
merciless boulder
I was crying alone on the 
mountain terrain
Nobody replied back to my 
cries except for my echoes
My blood-bathed leg turned 
cold and lifeless
I took off my shirt and tied it 
around my leg to stop the 
bleeding
I then, continued supporting 
my entire body upon my 
right leg
Limping and leaving behind 
ruby droplets I climbed
Upon climbing the last 
elevation! Oh! I reached the 
peak!
Gentle zephyrs of the heaven
welcomed and cheered me!
The Sun glowed brightly to
acknowledge my glory!
My name was written among 
the names of the immortals!
While the birds sang ‘Ye 
have
conquered the Mountain of 
Glory! '


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BE A BIG BROTHER

you can be a dandy man
see those small
pick this off the wall
be shoulder they fall
it for all
black or white be right
and all others
BE A BIG BROTHER


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JOY RIDE

we we out
no doudt
oh boy i felt like a toy
the car move side to side
the road was wide
it was a
JOY RIDE


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CAN'T HELP BEING BLACK

what can i say
i was born this way
i live it day by day
i put  it all on the rack
that its a fact
I CAN'T HELP BEING BLACK


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TWO OF A KIND

you and eye
see eye to eye
here's why
we don't try
its do or die
and thats know lie
thats our sign
TWO OF A KIND


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BACK IN THE DAY

i confess
my eyes or wet
hard to  forget
how we were set
many friends
i never get again
we did things our way
BACK IN THE DAY


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Unnamed God's Of The Winds

            Unnamed God’s Of The Winds

Ethereal unseeing creatures drink up the feathery winds
Immortals, ancient gods, ride on the backs of clouds
Smoke them like cigarettes unfiltered 
Rise invisible to drink the sky and everything in it
Once rain fills them up they turn to fog
Another unnamed god
Filling up the bodies of the wind 
Fog clouds empty again as rain 
They come down just the same as puffs of smoke
Solid winds are stronger on the storm
Dragged down by water falls then drowned
You can feel them on the skin between the drops
Falling through the atmosphere

Created on 12/23/14 for -Shadow Hamilton’s -“Gods Of Winds” Poetry Contest
 


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TO BE LOVE GIVE LOVE

to get and be set
from above
its a rain shower
that goes for hours
TO BE LOVE
GIVE LOVE


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WAS NOT FOR YOU WHERE WOULD

we have a blend
i'll be until the ene
with you too
for all you do
you see your the key
WAS NOT FOR YOU
WHERE WOULD I BE


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Insane Love

Insane, insane what follows old
A tragedy yet to be told.
Though ye walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
It is love that we most of all must bequeath.
Amongst green pastures grows a flowering field
One not tainted by what this life yields.
Some where in the withered forget-me-knots
It lives long enough to be what it ought.
A shining prince upon a silver steed
Riding home to find that which was decreed.
Nothing more than just a thought
Of something born here in Camelot.

Oh mastery of misery art thou my friend?
Do we have so much to gather or defend?
Send us upon this grievous plain
To battle all that must be regained.
Oh ported soul of Arthur’s gallant lot
Send to us the dear Sir Lancelot.
He be the bravest of all heart,
His bravery known right from the start.
He hast no legend braved in fear
Doing the right by his lady Guinevere.
Life deals us such a broken art
Of a re-painted love here in Camelot.

The quest be of ill fated charms
Where love survives the coat of arms.
To be so brave is to be a slave
Fighting for the thing we crave.
For no coat of arms can delay
Love’s onslaught once on display.
For to pour the grail back into the flask
Would be to hold love as a captured task.
For ‘tis love that captures all at last.
And nothing loved can ever truly pass.
Though the lance laid silent Lover Lancelot
His secret survives him here in Camelot.


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The Farmhouse part 1 of 5

THE FARM HOUSE.  Part1.

She sits. Her feet bare.
The porch..paint blisters.
So much can be done
But to erase what once
Was; NEVER.

God. Hold back the tears!
Remember; shadows are
All that's left. 
A piano in the great room.
Dust on strings.

He never did learn
To play that damn thing
She mutters to herself.
Her lips whistle;
The promised tune.

She is tired.
Sleep is a fancy tale.
Told around campfires. 
CAMPFIRES! She chuckles. 
Well, easy for some.     

She stands. Stretches,
Fingers reaching for the sky.
Soft thunder in the distance.
Damn! The leaks...
How many were there now?              

The wooden screen door opens.
Her fingers rest easy
On the brass handle
Once shiny; now brown.

The foyer; narrow and simple.
A painting was centered.
On the wall.
There they stood. On easter.
Like when she was little.

Crack! That sound!
It couldn't be..
Hold it together now. Outside!
Her fingers.
Still clutched that handle.

The door swung shut;
she is slowed by years;
Time is cruel.                 
Dark angry clouds swirl 
Her tree lay in pieces. 

Smoke and flame.
The sky so angry; 
Yet no rain.
Fire reached high..
Branch and leaf burned.

The oak was special.
It carried memories..
She turned away;
Gazing back at the house
She sobbed.

Golden light through glass.
How can it be?
She had been alone.
For too long.
She walked away from ash.

A melody so soft.
Danced in her ears. 
Her feet moved through grass. 
The perfect length. 
To dance barefoot.

She paused to listen.
She remembered the melody.
She remembered the dream.
She danced a moment.  Alone.
To the house.

Back on the porch;
She listened to the piano. 
It's ghostly sound.
She felt the pianist;  chills.
Then she slept.

Kenneth Kerry. 


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Baby Thoughts

            Baby Thoughts

Hugs are babies’ first official language
Followed by triangles, circles, with assorted symbols
Infants pay special attention to white pillows and quilts
Sleep is always on their minds
Flowing over yellow ribbons of light and energy
Babies contemplate squares and rectangles lifted from the fog
They think about animals as fury toys and perceive them thusly 
Images come slowly and they focus on shiny things
They feel their tiny fingers and toes to stay in touch
Letters and numbers are foreign to them now
Yet they understand some things about them in their world
Pink and white dreams of billowy clouds bounce by
They think to take this ride a lot
Streams of life with limited visibility color in the blurs
Shapes of things to come take form in these meanderings 
They know two mountains warm with riches wait for them
Breasts filled with vitamins and milk
They cling to these mounds for nourishment
They rest their heads and think goo goo gaa gaa
It is the foundation of a doctoral dissertation later in life
While mothers voice flows over them like thick warm honey
Babies think of deeper sleep


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LET STAND UP FOR A KING

 he knew
as time flew
that day would come
and some
he made his run
some call him a sunforgun
that he was insane
he was plain did his thung
LETS STAND UP
FOR A KING


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Foes and Friends Alike

Pour out your thoughts
Catch the rhythm and syllables
Construct it into a meter
Remember life is a metaphor
For understanding death
In the cold hard spaces
Between the sheets of tangled webs
Pick a moment
Trash your idols
Don't let their success
Pave your failure's road
Take the seconds
And remember old virtues
Tear them in half
And feed it back to those that told you
Burn the path cut by others
Pointing and telling you where to go
Drown them in the underbrush
With resentment,
And callous caustic contempt contemplating
The end result
Results forging a new independence
Carved off the faces of foes and friends alike
Anchors weighing the daily dose of doubt
Must be cut off to sink to the deep
Trapped in the crushing pressure
As they watch you swim from below
Head to the unknown shore
With the bodies and demands in the flotsam
Feel the fresh sunset
And weather the night


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A DREAM

no matter how you try
dream don't die
its truth not a lie
to get to the top
dreams don't stop
so don't be mean
you
CAN'T KILL A DREAM


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Texas 60 years before my birth

If sixty years before in my place of birth
had I been living in that Texas town Fort Worth.
With long horn steers moving to and fro
what would I have done, where would I go?
Herding cattle or breaking broncs
or gambling cards in honky-tonks.
Getting drunk and in gunfights 
loving dance hall girls in tights.
I could been one of the town's shop resident.
A blacksmith's son or the only bank's president.
I could have been the town law, killing when called upon.
Or an undertaker burying those dead at dawn.
A wanted outlaw quick on the draw
disappointment to my ma and pa. 
A shouting preacher Sunday mornings
with hell fire damnation warnings.
I could have been any these people of Texas history
sixty years before my birth, in eighteen hundred eighty three.


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GOD LOVE

he is everything
that love brings
hes the pain
and the rain
hes is corlor blind
kept this in mind
his is over the clouds above
that's 
GODS LOVE


Details | Light Poetry | |

THE WORD WE

its a dream
so much it mean
so much you all 
when the word fall
has a sound of heavenly
THE WORD WE


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JOY OF GIVING

you had a ball
and have it all
be a wall
for the thoses who fall
be willing
its the
JOY OF GIVING


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