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Details | Lyric | |

CANDLE 1st in Spanish then scroll down for english trans

VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser  siempre parte de ti.

Por toda la eternidad,
y as¡ ha sido y ser  siempre, 
y cuando deje este mundo,
aquello vendr  conmigo
en la luz de una vela.
Todo el mundo sigue girando, haciendo el d¡a y la noche,
y de la oscuridad a la luz,
ser s siempre parte de cada oraci¢n que yo diga.

Yo ser‚ para ti.
Como una fresca quebrada de la monta¤a que se desborda por ti
como una c lida brisa de verano
entre los  rboles para ti.
En el brillo de una vela,
todo lo que he sido o llegue a ser 
por toda la eternidad,
tu ser s parte de todo lo que yo haga siempre.
Yo ser‚ para ti.  

					
					Traducci¢n: Emilio J. Saavedra M.     CANDLE	
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.

For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.

I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze 
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet


Details | Double Dactyl | |

Beyond Your End

 BEYOND YOUR END
Look deep into yourself my friend,
if then, you need to look to me, 
and deep enough to see the end,
beyond your end is where I'll be.

Into the love someday you'll see,
becoming all the things you'll know,
before your very eyes, I'll be
already where you want to go.

I'll be your long and blinding light,
of which all life is awed,
the thread that reaches through the night
in search of what is God.

And in a while, if love is right,
and hope is not just more pretend,
though you have sought what e'er you might,
'tis me you'll find, beyond your end.

And I will love your death away,
removing from your mind
what'er your death might seem to be,
with love impossible to find.
Û  © RON WILSON aka vee bdosa


Details | Etheree | |

Pray.

Pray
for me.
And I will
Pray for you too.
We all need a hand.
From above at this time.
For no man is a island.
And no woman gives birth alone.
From the Source we are all connected.
Our goal should be peace-until we're called home.


Details | Bio | |

Untitled

We talk all the time.... I trust her
I know she in control, cause that's what she is used to....
If it makes her happy I'll do....
I wish she'll let go and open up....
I know its hard to do after what she's been through.... 
Man  the way i feel we could make stars fall from the sky....
I think things would change when we meet eye to eye....
Just a week ago I was thugged out.....
But what ever she did brought the soft side out of me....
I hate that.....
But I love her.......
I can always count on her to tell the truth.....
They say the truth hurts.....
Her personality is my band-aid......
I see, hear, and feel her pain even where I cant explain it.....
Friends now, but God holds the future......
My prayer is that she is in God's hands.........    


For K.M.W.


Details | Blank verse | |

Are we in love?

There are things that I'm going through that no one knows of 

But it’s written on the walls of Egypt
 

I gotta read your phrases like 10 times and I'm not checkin for grammatical 
rhymes

I'm adding up the I love you’s and I wish you were mine’s

I'm trying to keep my eyes from watering because you make me want to erase 
love and start over again

You make me want to re-evaluate the one that I'm with and flip the script

And see if I love me as much as you do

Boy let me tell you.

I love you

There have been days I wanted to call and say just that

But I know there would be more to the story

I couldn’t just tell how much I adore thee

I couldn’t just say it and think that would be it

I know that would be the moment that could make your heart say o’shiit

I need to make this move 

Even though I'm with another dude, 

I love you

Aint the type to break up happy homes

Especially since both of us are trying to prove them wrong

 I don’t want to make a mistake

I don’t want to be the one to walk away from all I know

To fall into the abyss of mystery 

Cause I only know you as a friend you see

Yes it flatters me that your thoughts are tattoos beneath my left breast

Yet I can’t get to that yet

I'm still stuck with your reflection as my shadow in the vanity

I'm still forced to deal with the fact that you may truly love me

Why did I wake up this morning and come to work

Sitting in my office with a hell of a smirk

I can’t even front…

I been goin’ through some shiit and I wanted tell you

But I can’t because there is only so much you can do

You may be my guardian angel 

But it’s gonna take a helluva Monarch to get me through

And trust me I'm not saying you’re not capable 

Let me stop there

We parallel on a plane headed for eternity

I'm the money you are the security

What more do we need to add to this recipe?

O yeah…I guess that would be…u and me.

 


Details | I do not know? | |

SOMEONE TO EMBRACE

She's one out of many always standing tall
 through it all
She holds her head up and speaks out without 
a doubt
I saw her spoke at a Velm's Hair Connction Convention 
in 2004 n voting
I said wow so pofound I think i'll stick around for a while
She was sharing to the world and to the young people
that staying ahead is the key and sucess to life
Who wants to live in strife
Expressing that knowledge is power
Especially in society today
Could we have known that a plane would have hit
those towers or did we under estimate our powers
To be alert and always on guard
That bad news had to really hit hard
So many lives had been torn apart
Do we really live and learn what we are taught
So many soldier's we've lost in these foughts
So to them we give a silent moment from our hearts
Jackie, what carrissama you have and a frind to know
So to you this is our love we show
There's many more years for us all to continue and grow


Details | Narrative | |

Wild Flower

Wild Flower
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 In Death Of A Rose by Nate Spears
 
Rescue this sunflower
It's capable of being a ray of light
Nurture it, value it, and love it
Its petals are more delicate than they appear in sight
 
 A wild flower it is; but it displays beauty
The facts of its species remain unknown
Its fight to reach its true potential is admired
It’ birth to existence is undetermined
 It’s roots shows trauma
Its presentation brings hesitates to potential caregivers
No one's prepared to take a chance
This flower is destined to win
 
All earthly roots sprout from above
At some point in a life’s span; we could use a kiss or hug
 He who refuses to display any element of the wild
Is merely real
An artificial representation of life
Stuck in Styrofoam surrounded by fake moss and dust
No breath, no soul, non-existence
A human being choked from an outer dimension.
Rescue this wild flower with love.


Details | Free verse | |

Birds of a Feather

It's human nature to emulate surroundings
 And it's hard to separate yourself
From those around you
 Emotions are contagious
And like minds act alike
 
Stand in a group of happy people, 
 And you'll find yourself smiling.
Stand in a group of excited people, 
 And find yourself inspired.
Stand in a group of kind people, 
 And you'll become more empathetic.
Stand in a group of hungry people, 
 And you'll find something to eat.
Stand in a group of depressed people, 
 And find yourself in sorrow.
Stand in a group of angry people, 
 And feel your adrenaline rise.
 
Most likely you'll remain in the group
 That reflects you the most
So regardless of what you think
 If others act in one particular way
Then guess what, you have become 'them'
 
So if you attract manipulators, 
 Maybe it’s because you lie a lot.
So if you attract unfaithful people, 
 Maybe it’s because you're a quitter.
So if you attract abusers, 
 Maybe it’s because you enjoy pain.
So if you attract indecisive people, 
 Maybe it’s because you're a follower.
So if you attract those that steal, 
 Maybe it’s because you turn the other way.
So if you attract those of low standards, 
 Maybe it’s because you act out of desperation.
Most likely you'll remain in the group
 
That reflects you the most
 So regardless of what you think
If others act in one particular way
 Then guess what, you have become 'them'


Details | Sonnet | |

FATHER

FATHER
Which love is not a struggle to the mind?
'tis easier to think love glides along,
regardless of a road not there to find,
or never caring what is right or wrong.

One love, of child, a father's steady hand,
protecting innocence, through many years
as if he knew the way, and had it planned,
to heal each mortal wound as it appears.

As if all things begin with his okay,
the good, the joy of life to build upon;
demanding right, and hoping in some way
he's always with you, even when he's gone.

The banged up knee, your losing of a friend,
are yours to feel, but his to comprehend.
© RON WILSON AKA VEE BDOSA


Details | Light Poetry | |

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

The Death Of Marie Antoinette

 THE DEATH OF MARIE ANTOINETTE
 (MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE)
Songwriters set their words about her style
and artists make pursuit to paint her smile
but all the light that's Paris, shows,
her heart and soul to only those
who come to fall in love for just while.

But knowing this, my wondering still lies
as I recall Marie, her face,her eyes,
and she is just a memory
though what I'd have to always be,
if time was mine and not a thing that flies.

I trace my blood and line of ancestry
down through some troubled times of history
or is it that I've journeyed long
from when my life went all so wrong
but it's so far removed, my mind can't see?

These questions rake my mind and leave me cold,
Am I my father who's still growing old;
and who is she, to go away
to deju vu--to yesterday,
or has she layed our love to times' unfold?

I guess I'll find her on Champs Elysees,
or in the Champ de Mars, where children play
or where one day the guillotine
cut life away, and cut it clean,
but this is now, and that was yesterday.

O! I would lay my neck under the blade;
if there would ever be a diff'rence made
to end the pain she left in me
and stop the love for my Marie
but love--this love for her can never fade.

And so, as other loves they come and go,
as Paris says, and Paris makes it so,
I wait and wander by the Seine
but know not where, and know not when,
for love of my Marie, she'll come, I know.
© RON WILSON aka vee bdosa


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Forest Girl

    FOREST GIRL
I'd walk down through the forest in the rain
to see the girl in green and feel her pain
uncertain of her life so many ways
yet outwardly she'd laugh throughout the days.

All dressed in greenery of vine and leaves
pine needles for her collars; black oak sleeves,
she'd dance and sing there in our greenery
and though so sad, she never showed to be.

She teased me every morning in her way
that made a sheer delight of every day,
the forest was her home, I know not where
and when I'd ask, she'd tell me--"over there

right next to you but far back in the trees
in just a house of stone, where no one sees,
nor tries to understand what I can't show
the me they never see and do not know."

The images of her are with me yet
as part of me and what I'll not forget
but then one day I blinked and she was gone
I could not ask of her to anyone...

...for she lived over there--back through the trees
I in a different world, where no one sees.
     © ron wilson


Details | Narrative | |

me and the mirror

Me and the mirror



Mirror Mirror what do you see?


I see Esha.

I see Esha only 40 pounds lighter wanting to lose 20 or 30 more pounds for herself.

I see my rich espresso skin color.

I see my clear glowing skin after putting baby oil all over my body.

I see myself and I am happy so I smile.

I love my full figured-ness.

I want to wear clothing from an Ashley Stewart boutique and costume jewelry too.

I want to wear the faux pearls I already own sometimes too.

I want to organize my closet and winter waldrobe.

I see myself in a red Ashley Stewart sweater dress next January when my 32nd birthday comes around and having a ball with my best girlfriends Window shoppin’ at the mall and buying lipsticks and perfume.


Details | Romanticism | |

The Intensifying love story

The Intensifying love story by 
Madhavi.S.Pagare
 
I simply adore you, my Mesmerizing 
Persona.
As you are my first love.
Who lighted my heart with full of pride and 
joy.
Who ignited the ecstasy towards lovely life.
Who relieved my pains and took sorrows 
as boon.
You made me fall sick in your love when I 
see your madness.
I like the way,
The way you gazed at me and my smoky 
eyes.
The way you smiled at my mystifying and 
enigmatic appeal.
The way you every time praises me.
The way you galvanized me and proved 
the meaning of life.
You are the one,
Yes, you are the one who aroused my 
feelings, my emotions.
Yes, you are the one who explored my 
passion of love, flaming in my charismatic 
soul.
Yes, you are the lovely treasure which god 
had baptized me.
Yes, you are the one who turned the page 
of my life.
Eureka, I found my true love!!!!
Bewilderedly I did not know, where is my 
love taking me to ??
But still I like the way,
Like, the way you clutched me into your 
arms.
Like, the way you kissed my palms.
Like, the way you hugged me, caressed 
me.
Like, the way you rubbed your fingers on 
my lips.
Like, the way you tickled me on my neck.
Like, the way you squeezed my cheeks.
Like, the way you holded me up towards 
the sky.
Like, the way when you inspired me to fly 
so high.
Tears dropped from my eyes and the very 
next moment I realized that it is my 
sensational love. My true love. Then I 
decided that no one had right to do this 
except you. If you want to know the 
reason?? If yes??
Yes, because I seriously fell in love with 
you.
Yes, because you are the one to whom god 
had assigned me to.
And here comes the Swifted instance 
when??
When, the moment you wore the golden 
ring in my finger and I was happily waving 
around.
Just can’t forget the time when our long 
lasting friendship turned into lifetime 
relationship.
It was just the blooming of two lover’s 
indicating the herald of the marriage. It 
means a lot for any girl in this amazing 
world.
And yes, you will always find my heart 
topped with love showered only for you. 
For you!!
And till my last breathe, my heart beats, 
beating for you, only for you SUYOG!!
In fervour I wanted you to be mine forever, 
forever.
We both sojourned in each other soul so 
deeply that we just can’t wait for a single 
second, unless and until, we share what is 
running in our mind. It’s just because we 
are so much accustomed to each other 
now. 
I Love you, adore you, adore you forever 
my Love.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Confused

Confused

If there were thing's I couldn't understand,you was one of them.
Going back and forth with one another,like the wind and does in the howls 
of winter.You'd follow me to escape your own reality,only not knowing your shattering mine.You tell me to be me there was a time when I was me and you couldn't stand it like it was looking into the eye's of a demon.How should I respond? Running away only brings more then I can offer.
Now I'm drifting and everything left me,I'll suffer the venom of past and the reoccurring pains.
From the tell's of literature to the mounts of the great wars have I been able to tell just from their looks what they thought that very moment but as I look into your eye's does it not only confuse me it refuses to tell me the truth,why am I looking into my own eyes?
Let me touch your face.Let me look into your eye's.Let me see the truth which is clouded and locked away.Let me see your feelings fall from your eye's.
Burned. Chain. Shackled. Scared. Tortured. Entangled with lies.and yet harbors no hate toward anyone then yourself.How much do you loathe yourself? To the point your a sacrificial  offering of your own whim's?
As I search for the truth,I see the many heartbreaks and the lies been told to help but nothing prevails. Yet you look at me looking for the same thing.
We're both confused? We're both in agony? We're the same? 
This isn't right.This is a lie.I don't wish to see anymore.
I won't lose to this,nor bow down and be your toy.Yet when I'm close to you,it never cold.
Hold my hand as I fight with myself. Never mind hold me closer until neither of us is cold.Don't lie to me with those pleading eye's,that are like dark's as coal and beautiful as an onyx.
Let's be ourselves.Let's shut ourselves away from this world.Let's search for our own truth.But if there only fear in your mouth,then there's lies.I shall grab your heart and I will hold it like it was the last gem on earth.So scream,hate,and be gently.
I'm confused.Your confused.I will listen,if you will talk.
Have you ever heard these words before? I never have but I will say them to you,you who has the same pleading eye's as me.When we're so much alike yet so different to the point it confusing.


Details | Haiku | |

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::Heaven's Ghetto::::::::::::


slip n' slide white moon space cadets glide in the shine illustrious orb
~JSLaM


Details | Rhyme | |

SHE BRINGS ME JOY....

As she entered the room I heard hip hop
Her walk a beat like a drummer was nonstop
Her style was full of metaphors
Staring so hard my eyes got sore
Her face was blessed with two deep dimples
Oh how my life just became so easy and simple
That pretty smile
Her sweet scent and fashionable style
Those soft rose petal shape lips
The contour of her hips
Those shapely thighs 
I'm lost in those bedroom eyes
The groans, the cries.
The moans, the sighs.
A hot burning desire 
That is hotter than fire
So intense
To soon for flesh
Before you undress.
Umm is this a test.
Almost time for sex.....
What pushes your buttons
For lust are you a glutton?
I love her when she’s coy
Like Anita you bring me joy...




Details | Narrative | |

GREEN Chapter Two

A short while later the most attractive man 
she had ever seen entered
the bank.  Lost in his good looks Kenya 
had to find the words "May I help
you?"  He introduced himself.  " Yes my 
name is Malik Maxwell Williams.
I would like to open an account".  "Mr.
Williams please follow me to my
office".  Malik was in Kenya's office for 
twenty minutes before making his
departure.  Kenya made it up in her mind 
that she would get to know Malik 
on a personal level.  Kenya lived a rather 
dull life unto the point she decided 
to get involved with Malik.  Kenya was a 
plain looking black woman in her 
30's who never had any real luck with 
men.  The next day was Saturday so
it was Kenya's day off.  She spent most of 
her time paying bills and shopping.
She pulled into the Emerald Lady 
parking lot got out 
of her 2003
BMW and went inside.  Looking for 
something to make Malik notice her.
Kenya picked out a low cut v-neck red 
top, a short black skirt that flattered
her figure, and black knee high boots.  
Kenya paid $236 for the attention of a 
man.
I must be crazy thought Kenya as she 
handed the cashier the money.  Walking
back through the Emerald Lady parking lot 
Kenya bumped into Nubia her one and only
friend.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red
Seven aka The Green Poet
aka The Brown Philosopher


Details | Epitaph | |

OLD GIRLFRIEND

    OLD GIRLFRIEND
Remember me as one who's told
your life as you are growing old,
before your time to be
what only I can see,
alone and empty, bare and cold.
     © ron wilson


Details | I do not know? | |

The Attributes Party

Come in Anger, get out of the rain.
Leave your coat on my chair.
Come on, don't start up.
Look, Love is over there.

Peace is here too.
And her true love, Gratitude.
Stop all that yelling now,
Drop all that attitude.

Hope really looks nice tonight.
And Grace is so giving.
Take off that dark coat,
Anger, this party is for the living.

Forgiveness is lighting incense.
Faith always plays that guitar.
Stop it, Anger, don't get upset
If Mercy offers you a star.

Compassion is a great teacher,
But Happiness just loves to dance.
Heart wants to keep Ego out,
And Desire cant keep on his pants!

Anger, some of us know you well
We know sometimes you get wild.
But for this very moment, this party
Could you just relax and smile?


Details | Bio | |

My Teacher



            ********

The Lord is My teacher
He Shepherds Me to the Path
He takes' all my worry away!
           --------
He Shines the path to the Light
He also, help's Me to sleep at night
           --------
My fear's are of a need to cry
Yet, and still He severs' My fears'
And tempests My Soul
As My blood suddenly began
To run Cold
            --------
He severs' My Soul
When I am confound in Lost
He subjugates' My past
       And makes life a
Meaningful wonder task
And I did not have to ask?
            --------
He keeps' Me from strife
Deceit and plunder
            --------
He sub-side all of My feelings'
And this is no wonder...
            --------
Even though He had carried
His Cross on His own
He never forsake Me
He never left Me alone
           - Fore -
I am but one of His legion
And He was but,
The One and only begotten Son
He was the baby Child Jesus
The Lord and Holy One!
I shall treasure Him
Threw out the day's of my life!


                    GF


Details | Couplet | |

You Inspire Me

You Inspire Me

What inspires me?

A song lyric-------a brave, determined person (Man or Woman)

A gifted child

An Innovator, innovators are individuals that are firsts to do something.

That inspires me and by the way…

O mother you inspire me (most of all)!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Beautiful Consists Of More Than One Colour

This Poem is about racism
Have you wondered: That Homogeneousity is relative and does not exist? Why air is a mixture of gases and not just one matter? how the radiation from Sun consists of several raws? How Metal and Wood can make up a door? Why each Animal Genus has a species and more? Why diversity is the bedrock of Nature? And no National Flag consists of only one colour? Why then: Green and Black Grapes cannot be at par? Coffee and Whiskey cannot be served in the same Bar? A Sunflower and the Rose cannot grow in the same Jar? And then we make these pairing possibilities seem so afar? And Yet! Some make one less and the other better. Even with the advantage given to the latter, it still turns out to be the hater. Leaving the former feeling very bitter and in both minds hatred litter and forgetting that the difference is not as thick as a centimeter.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Death Of A Believer

        DEATH OF A BELIEVER
The death of soul steals slowly through the years
the fog of mind that's never known to be;
brought on by laughter, love, and hate and tears
the fate of all that few can ever see.

It brings the withering of life, and all its leaves,
once green and shining in the morning sun,
now setting on it all, in evening grieves
for lack of interest in what life has done.

Compassion leaves the mind, once fired and prime
and old and tired now beats the heart we knew
life now mundaned by passing of all time,
there's nothing left the heart would like to do.

     Old man, you're numbered to your final breath
      and no one cares for all your sweat and tears,
    your rest is not until it's done in death,
      but keep the faith in what you've done for years.
            © ron wilson


Details | Free verse | |

Color of a Man's Character

The Color of a Man’s Character
We all bleed
And cleave to 
Those we leave

We all smile when we are greeted
And cry when we are mistreated

Why do we choose to abuse others 
For the color of their skin?

Why do we think that only 
Our own color should win?

We’re all the same underneath 
We all deserve peace 
When we lay down to sleep

Love one another while you can
Show your son how to be gracious
The color of a man’s character 
Is how he treats his fellow Man.


Details | Verse | |

Speckled Mist

Speckled Mist
 Beautiful colors, magnificent swirls
 Large enough to consume our world
 Then as if connected to an invisible cord
 All become stiff as an old iron board
 
More beauty than could ever be caught
 Its multitude could never be bought
 The force of it all becomes unstoppable
 Within one breath it forms into a single giant molecule
 
Watching all things stiff
 Starts forming a speckled mist
 Within a dark green hiss
 It's a piranhas kiss
 Thats what that is
 
And out of the violet mane
 There hearts open souls untamed
 From speckles to freckles to lines we would miss
 Within a males pyist
 It's love not in a grist
 It just keep forming out a name
 Once again eyes wide open love without game


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Never make a perminent decision on temperory feelings

Never make a perminent decision on temperory feelings. I cant take back the words i never said. When me and you are together nothing is better . He was so easy to love , but i guess love wasn't enough .The past is ment to be left behind , the present is ment to be lived now and the future is ment to make you everything you are. Ending everything isnt as hard as it seems i guess it will just make everything ok for me. People don't change , they just become the person they were really supost to be .


Details | Sonnet | |

Eritrean Softball Game - 1959

     ERITREAN SOFTBALL GAME - 1959
One painful hot, and  Eritrean day,
More happenstance, than anything we'd planned,
Our softball field, was moulded in the clay
Of Africa, the time forgotten land.

Behind a chain link fence, they came to see,
We sailors of the Ocean having fun.
While they, ten hundred, maybe more, than we,
black faced and wringing sweat, laughed at the sun.

Anticipation we'd not heard before,
Rose to their high, just when the ball was hit,
And made us give our best, of ship and shore,
Because we knew they were enjoying it.

How sad to know, we've lost the friends we'd made,
Down through the years, for lack of any shade.
© Ron Wilson


Details | Ballad | |

William part 1

I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World , from color to sex 

To me it has always been the soul , the person inside 
For one that is shallow will not experience life in true blessing 

William my friend was African American , he was fun and personality full of 'I am here "
William was Gay , William disowned , William called "A queer "

Well this is a lesson for all to know
God does not care what color , but the heart , what color it shows .

I had left my 1st Husband , with 2 children I had to support .
I was depressed , felt alone in the civilian World of a sort 

For when I got to Monterey bay , I was on a Military base 
Very shy and recluse , not leaving the perimeter of the land 
I opened such a big door when I left that abusive Man 

I had the tiniest apartment with 2 little rooms , probably 550 sq. feet I presume .
I will never for get the night He came to my door , William ," Girl, lets go dancing 
Let's go explore ! He called me 'The platinum Blonde "

We went out together and danced , he was amazing ! William energized any room . He Lit it Up ! 
For he had something inside his beautiful soul , no money could buy, nor silver or gold.

Well years went by in Monterey bay , I had fallen in love with a man , Lost so much time .

Time went by , after the man broke my heart ,I remember "where is William "
I missed something that lies  deep in my heart . The true Love and friendship of he I craved .

Now this story is long so go to  "William part 2  "be patient , be brave .


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ADHD



**********Note:******


Every-time that I have a problem...ADHD get's in my way...so, don't say that it is
just the children.....


      ------

When some-one make's
        Me angry....
I get ' ADHD '
So, don't blame me
      ------
I shout out Loud
And then, I slam the Door
I walk around "in"Circles'
Then fall out on the Floor
And choose to ignore
The People that I,
Just want ignore....
      ------
Every-time,
That I have a problem...
That good old " ADHD "
Just kicks' in
      ----
They used to call
It an emotional out-burst
So, which is worst
      -----
I went to the Doctor
Then, I went to see
A Nurse....
But, in lacK and in search
Of an answer....
I hope sincerely,
That the Lord get's
There first.....

              GF


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Beltaine - English then Spanish Translation

  BELTAINE (English and 
Spanish Translation)
If I could gather for you, flowers fair,
the first of summer, slip them in your hair,
to light your face, the tremble of your smile,
how much in love I'd be at what is there.

If I could welcome May in all her bliss,
the window into summer's melting kiss,
I'd know the greatest joy, though for a while,
and die among the gods, for only this.

If I could open summer, and her pain,
each ray of sunlight fair, each drop of rain,
each courting dove, each flit of butterflies
each welcoming of death, that ends all pain.

If I could capture Beltaine at sunrise,
'twould shine much like the light there in your eyes...
.BELTAINE
Si podría recolectar para usted, florece favorablemente, el primer
del verano, los deslizan en su pelo, para encenderse la cara, el
temblor de su sonrisa, cuánto en amor sería en cuál hay.

Si podría dar la bienvenida a mayo en toda su dicha, la ventana en el
beso que derrite del verano, sabría la alegría más grande, aunque
por un rato, y el dado entre los dioses, para solamente esto.

Si podría abrir verano, y su dolor, cada rayo de la feria de la luz
del sol, cada gota de la lluvia, cada paloma que corteja, cada
revoloteo de mariposas el cada dar la bienvenida de la muerte, que
termina todo el dolor.

Si podría capturar Beltaine en la salida del sol, ' brillo del twould
como la luz allí en sus ojos. 
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet)


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MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


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QUEEN OF THE NIGHT

                                     
As I gazed into the sky in the middle of the night, to my surprise I saw an object coming towards me from the moon.
From an object it turned into a fascinating creature, from a fascinating creature it became an indescribable paragon of beauty.

She was so seductive and attractive. I could not resist her. Her love is like an ocean that has o end. 
She is like an angel that has no spot or wrinkle.
Her hair is like the expensive wool of Lebanon.
Her lips, so smooth and attractive
Her tongue, instinctively seductive and ravishing

To my surprise and amazement, she turned her back at me methodically and rhythmically.
She mysteriously shook her waist and I saw the most well carved art work of the Creator.

I saw her well-constructed behind invitingly stirring at me.
How could I resist such one in a lifetime offer?
Then turning directly towards me, I saw the most tempting and sensuous breasts in the whole universe.

Both breasts danced like a football in the field of play.
Now, I am trapped. No way out. Who will rescue me from this illusion. Illusion? No, I would rather call it fantasy. But no, it became a reality that I cannot but face.

Oh! Queen of the night you are just a relic of pleasurable island of paradise and unending love.
Please take me on a ride to your world of Eldorado.
Queen of the night 
You are my queen of the night.


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I like your love

I like your love
It's pure, it's innocent
and I don't think I've seen this before

You replenish my reserves before it's necessary 
you lift my wings up and 
make me superior to my adversary 
Creatively providing the exact amount of 
what I need to go another day
I like your love
and for as long as you'll have me I'll stay

You make me comfortable in my space
What she share cannot be replaced
with any other type of love
be it artificial or tainted or lustfully blatant 
Those illusions don't exist because
we found this love and we claimed it

I cherish those nights when I scratch your head
When you sit between my thighs and I twist your dreads
We become an us that is so pure
that the spring waters question the purity of it's source
I like your love - it's a divine force


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We'll be

We'll be forever building gold mines
from scrap metal and taking
recycled energy to cosmic levels
through third eye

We'll go un-noticed until the heavens turn 
or if our chakras are not aligned 
constantly diverting negative thoughts 
through our meditative lights

We'll build a sandcastle from determination
and live life on the edge,
fulfilling divine order and witnessing creation,
living in the now and staying ahead

We'll tip the earth off it's axis
and trick subconscious mind states into submission
You can catch us in the wind transcending counter reactions
Bi-passing illusions of circumstances 

We'll have an abundance of the maximum
Enough love energy for all who attract our path
We'll be the ones in the light
asking for nothing in return but peace
at last


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Did You Win

 Use it against them. Im still in my, I can see the double dream happening. Everyone is happy because they want u to leave them alone. Yout inner soul is your GPS, but again it gets to the point where you want more so you are chasing a high a feeling of no problems and no worrying of anything. Chasing hi= utopia land of good feelings. 
Everyone keeps saying, well i could have, i could have but i didnt do it. Quit talking about it. There is a war in my brain telling me to stop but continue its slow brute war continously fighting. I see from the outside now. This place is a large trap waiting to bring you inside. Night Brings Creature comforts, nice women nice weather, everyone is happy but it is a trap. You are stuck in this world or really not having it but oh so close. Tomorrow or the next day. It will happen, they continue to say but when no results come, it is always you know i could have if i wanted to but i didnt. Walking down an Endless road. Everday feels as if it was groundhog day. Ek is very confused on why Ek has a bruise. OPening a door at the house, fighting another guy,and football are the options. What is really the truth? Are you living a continous ground hog day and memory dump? It is just so weird, I want out or do I? Ek can not keep the words from flowing out of the mouth. Operation is compromised. It was done to make the appearance seem what it is not but it is killings in the long run. I have to stop it from leaking out. As my head reads the screen from left to right, my body becomes glued to the seat and I cant move. Time races and the meter runs up. Concentrating hard as the words begin to flow more and more, time continues to fly and I cant focus anymore. I can still see the sweat rolling down my face. EK turned on the faucet. Words pour out tlike water as people are left to die from thirst. Millions of gallons of water has not leaked out but with time a million will seem like 2 dollars. I am beginning to wonder why I can not move. My feet are submerged, my knees now. I keep reading. The Night Bringing Creature comforts begin to listen harder to Ek and everything that comes out quenches their thirst. Ek is blinded by the bright faces seen. What Ek cant see is the mirror held in front of the Night Bringing Creature comforts. mirrors hide their true identity and reflects something else. The water is up to my chest now. I see I can leave and I do. As I'm outside, I look in to see Ek has ran out of water. He knows. He prays.


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UNFORTUNATE LOVE

UNFORTUNATE LOVE
Once more it's morning and I greet the dawn,
waking to feelings I've known,
breathing the fragrance that's lingering on
throughout a lifetime alone;

splinters of sunshine are drifting through blinds,
revealing dust I breathe in,
dancing through flashes, and somehow reminds
of things that never have been;

I hear a song and it's what I've dreamed of,
outside my window they mourn,
I'd face the morning, but I need a shove,
for this poor heart badly torn;

unfortunate dove, why is it you sing,
outside my window each day?
It's a reminder of what life won't bring,
mourning dove, don't fly away;

once more it's morning and I hear the dove
all of my life is a sin,
it's just the way of unfortunate love,
but I still dream now and then.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa


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Remembering my Childhood

I remember being a child and looking into the sky
With my best friend by my side, we spread our wings and fly
Over the gardens and over the hills
Imagination soaring, my young mind it fills

We examined the bugs and their dark shells
The birds that flew when we ran or yelled
The softness of the grass when we were out of breath
And the small berries surrounded by a thorny belt

I remember the comfort of my friends furry head
Her wet nose nudging me in the side
Urging me to imagine, to close my eyes
To once again spread wings and take flight


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Let Me Be There With You

Let Me be there with you
Let Me hold your hand
For I can help you through to the promised land

Let Me be there with you
Let Me be your Guiding Light
For I can take away the hurt, the pain, and the fright

Let Me be there with you
Let Me be your sword and shield
For I can fight all your battles, if to Me you would yield

Let Me be there with you
Le Me be your Everything
For I, God, died for you
But now I live again - To only be there with you
Be there for you
To save you
From dangers none could tell
Death, Destruction
An Eternity in Hell

Save you so that you
Would enjoy an eternity in Heaven
In Harmony with Me

If only you'd let Me be there with you
Accept Me
I'll Accept you
Take you in as you are
If you'd let Me be there with you


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I Am Never Too Old to Start Again

There are so many things people can say. All I ever hear is a worn out cliché. They tell me to save money for a rainy day. Well, I am in for some very stormy weather. If I want to survive, I have to get it together. There is a very small boat I stay afloat in. I have to share the space with friends and kin. Their arrows can pierce my heart without breaking the skin. Things are the same both now and then. I am never too old to start again. For the “Get it Together” contest


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a confession

they are so beautiful.
pulling the guys eyes toward their tiny bodies,
and pretty faces, perfect make up and long straight hair.
But they don't look at me.
Next to them I feel like the ugly duckling.
I love my friends to death.,
but I just wish sometimes,
That my body wasn't all curves, but more slim.
and that my hair wasn't all curls and poof,
but flowing locks of brown, cascading down my back.
and that my skin wasn't so tan. 
they all look at them, and never at me. 


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My Family and Me

It's amazing how quick things can change.
First your running with the kings, and then you're knocked out of range.
It's strange. I used to worry and stress over friends.
Now I've grown to be a man. Maybe know a few of them.
All that time I could of studied. Did better in school.
Got a job and made it big. Maybe now I'd be cool.
Who's the fool? Now who's the bull? I know that's not me on the top.
Life is always making turns weather you like it or not.
The past will always be the past. My glory days may seem gone.
But, now its time to start a new.The stories keep coming on.
I've got a new girl. She means the world to me.
She keeps me warm at night, my best friend, my new dream.
Since my car accident, still got a limp on one side.
Still working with my memory, still need a friend who can drive.
I love to Karaoke. I get noticed in bars.
My mom's always there to catch me. Tom's working with my mom's cars.
My sister's in the Army, my niece is a big part of my life,
Friend Zach keeps assholes off me, and God is my wife.
AJ's always there to help, Brian is my LOST bud,
Mary's out of school, Lil cousin, Hunter's a stud.
Grandpa still is my idol, JT is still the music man .
The Adam's still can party. Chris, living good on the sand.
I may only use one hand, but I plan to be the best.
At all I do in life, cause there's not that much time left.
The blood test that I took says Landon is mine.
I hope this all works out fine in time and help to make my son's life shine.
JC who's down in Georiga, my heart is screaming for you.
I hope that you recover well. It can't be worse then what I went through.
Uncle Jimmy where you at? Where's Matt, Corie, and Pete?
I know you all are doing good. Serviolo's are a hard team to beat.
How's the rest of the family? I love and miss you all!
I hope you all are standing tall and I pray we never fall.
These last words that I say, I say only to you.
We've got the best family in the world and you know I LOVE YOU!


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Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


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White Privilege

Lily white
Petals have been bitten and broken
Where is the root?
And with your story
God is teaching me to love
 I’m prostrate on cold ground
begging on the behalf of your salvation
Your sanity

And you’ve lived the life of blackness
And we forget of the privilege you’ve been afforded
I’m taking all the words I’ve ever known
To play God and save you
I want to save you

Let me teach you how to dance then
Forget the men who leave beds cold
And safe dark places barren
I still believe we can live
And these are the stories we tell
To save the weaker vessels
And so drink to your life, breath, and chance
Lily white, when it comes embrace it
Find the texture with the lines of your fingers
Softness of your cheeks, and pucker of your lips

My God, how can I say this?
In what language, pretext, context do I form all the answers?
And then maybe you’ll smile and mean it
Cry and feel it
If no man has loved you
I have
If you have no God
I do
If you don’t know how to say it
I can
If you can’t find rest
I’ve slept



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Survey Of A Happy Life

Survey Of A Happy
life.

The question I was
asking:
The couple answered;
it's Good-Flavorful
and lasting.
It is fun and
uplifting
it's giving and
sacrificing
It is easy to
Identify
if you know the
signs.

Reciprocating,unselfish
It is hushed kisses,
smooth caresses
gentle movements
that induce deep-
gutted moans
it is pillow talk
and long walks-

A blood rush to
cheeks.
it is rocking chairs
and wheel chairs
It's thanking
God for each other -
for the ability
to remain meek.

And for our,
grandchildren
adored.. seeing the
past presented in
the
presence of their
eyes.
Enduring and over-
looking each
failure.
Sharing of favorite
stories for the
Ump-tenth time.

The prayers,the joys
shared, produced the
unity that made
us strong. Strong
enough together to
withstand disasters.
Escaping cracks
and sink holes...

We who know,know
the value of
these...
Also we see the
importance of
laughter.
We knew how to live
-
we knew love then
and shall, in the
hereafter.!


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When I look at you

When i look into your eyes I see a pain that should have never been. 
With all my heart and soul I want to save you from the hurt within.
But in the mist of trying to save you I can't help but give you my heart.
My soul constantly telling me this is where it belonged from the start.

Truely you remind me of my favorite sad song,
Beautiful, sweet, sad and has a message that is strong.
The melody sweeps me away before I know it I've drawn a tear.
The beauty of it all has me wrapped up and has pulled me near.

If I could take away your pain, anger, and hate inside,
I feel I would be saving our love, so that it wouldn't have to hide.
If you could show me your whole heart, perhaps I could show you mine,
We could save each other you know, so we could stop being so blind.

When I look at you I see my friend, who I in secret loved for years
A love I thought was lost to me, that I could have had if I saw past my fears.
When I look at you I see a fighter who has his eye on what he wants
A lion if you will, an I feel I am the prey and you are on the hunt.

The feeling of this excites me, but I am reminded of a fact
I belong to someone else, and I just cant hurt him like that.
The pain of this truth has been killing me, I even thought about ending my life.
I would rather be dead than to hurt either of you, I love you both but thats not right.

I'm not trying to be greedy, or selfish, but the truth is I am confused.
My walk is not to find my own happiness, its to comfort the hurt and abused.
Somehow my heart gets stuck in the middle, and i become one who needs to be 
saved.
My feelings are strong and they don't lie, to my heart I am but a slave.

You came along, and you have givin me more than i thought you could.
And although you have caused me pain, my heart can only see where you have 
given good.
You hurt me with your words, but my heart turns a deaf ear to your defense.
My heart knows you are protecting yourself, and you have a right to, I mean it only 
makes sense.

This started off being words to a man I love from my heart
I'm ending this as words to that man who of me, will always have a part.
This life is not easy, we all have to do the best we can do
But my heart smiles brightly when I think of you.


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THIS MUCH I PROMISE YOU

     THIS MUCH I PROMISE YOU
I know too well, we have to see
Some times in life that shouldn't be.
But through it all, in all I do,
Everything I ever do, I'll always do it for you.

Our song may not tell everything
About the hurt that time can bring.
But through each pain we're going through,
Every song I ever sing, I'll always sing it for you..

This much I promise you.
I'll always have this love for you.
Every day in every way
This much--this much I promise you.

This much I promise you.
I'll always share this love with you.
Every day in every way
This much--this much I promise you.

Sometimes we go without a prayer
Because we just don't see one there.
But God is there, in all we do.
Everytime I ever pray, I'll pray a little for you.

I know sometimes we have to cry.
Because of love, I don't know why.
But through each tear I'm going through
Every time I ever cry, I'll cry a little for you. 

Everything I ever do, I'll always do it for you.
Everything I ever do, I'll always do it for you.
 This much I promise you.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa


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MEGAN'S SONNET

     MEGAN'S SONNET
Of all the wonders in the world to share
the moment you awaken, with your sighs,
speaks to my heart that you have been somewhere
agathering the love there in your eyes.

I think you wake to spread this happiness
to those in need of you, and I am one,
see how it warms my heart, as if, I guess,
you feel our need your love depends upon.

I know what you've been saying's very clear
for have we all not said these very things?
each sound of baby talk, the heart can hear
and understand for all the love it sings.

Our wonder is in all your love can do
each time your eyes awake, revealing you.
....© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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WHO LOVES AMERICA

....WHO LOVES AMERICA? --- HAPPY FIRECRACKER DAY!
.......verse 1
Once upon a good time, not so very long ago
There was America, America the dream God used to know.
Where went America, that all the world loved so?
Once upon a time, not so very long ago?
Where went America, the one the world loved so?

......chorus
Who loves America the way she's meant to be?
Who still loves God's dream, from sea to shining sea? Shining sea?
Who loves America the world depended on?
Who loves America?
I can't believe she's gone.
God save America.

......Children Singing Bridge (Pledge of Allegiance)
I pledge allegiance to the flag
of the United States of America
and to the republic for which it stands
one nation, under God, indivisable
with liberty and justice for all

Repeat Chorus.
© ron wilson

The song, WHO LOVES AMERICA?,  plays by default on my poetry website, (still under construction in places,) AND you also hear the children reciting our PLEDGE OF ALLEGANCE the way it should be recited. Beautiful they did so great. It is at vbdosa.com that is all I need to type in my browser, should be the same for you. Mac users may not hear it the song.
vbdosa.com


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My Pal Joey

<                                         my pal Joe
                                    well don't you just know


                                     his illuminating writes
                              will drawn you to his pages site


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


                                          land sea or air
                            let your imagination take you there

                            

                                     inspiration bounded for your soul
                                       my pal Joe surely does know


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


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


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





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


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SEARCH

      SEARCH
Look deep into yourself my friend,
if then, you need to look to me, 
look deep enough to see the end,
beyond the end is where I'll be.

Into the love someday you'll see,
becoming all the things you'll know,
before your very eyes, I'll be
already where you want to go.

I'll be your long and blinding light,
of which all life is awed,
the thread that reaches through the night
in search of what is God.

And in a while, if love is right,
and hope is not just more pretend,
though you have sought what e'er you might,
'tis me you'll find, beyond your end.

And I will love your death away,
removing from your mind
what'er your death might seem to be,
with love most difficult to find.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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THE COMING OF BLACK JESUS

    THE COMING OF BLACK JESUS
From out of dark of Africa
and from the central plain
beyond the Nile, in just a while
black gold, and all its gain

lay shackled in the morning sun,
humanitie's great sin,
they wait in tears for what seems years
for whaleboats rowing in.

Financing by the usurers,
who'd make a pot of gold,
each trip to Africa was blessed,
by those who'd not have blessing told.

Once on the beach, the boats are filled
and slavery steers the coarse
out to the ship that makes the trip
and filled with black's remorse.

The teaching to their heathen minds
sets in before the sail
is barely set so they can get
the Word before they fail.

the Word that Jesus died for them
so now they must rejoice
and sing His song their lifetime long
His way's their only choice.

The sail is pushed across the sea
and changed, their native speech,
through heat and rain and hurricane,
then hope is in their reach;

when one bright morn "land ho's" proclaimed
they fall down to their knee
to spread His fame, and praise His name
who Saved them from the sea!

And when the anchor's heaved away
to hold the ship in place;
off from the shore they've been bound for;
forgiven's their disgrace

and all the old ways ever known
are laid into the past
replaced on ships by snapping whips
before the captain's mast!

    And so they're sold before they're old,
     mere beasts of burden, black and cold,
       while Jesus saves them, every one,
         .......if they but do what they are told.
 © ron wilson aka vee bdosa


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Inspiration Of Your Eyes

    INSPIRATION OF YOUR EYES
Seeing through all time and space
and following into a chase
but never catching what I've seen
nor even knowing what I mean
it's not a thing my mind can place.

Your eyes, so deep, I never know
where you might lead, where I must go,
but there I find what I must write
the words, though sometime seeming trite,
and from your eyes they have to flow.

No less than what is meant to be
the muse of you carresses me;
I wonder is this love or not,
or something else, but don't know what,
and I must follow what I see.

Forever summer rain will fall
into my life, and love is all
there is to be my wordly guide;
between each line is where I hide,
if I do less, then I have lied.

And so the truth I have to show,
revealing what I never know,
but wonder at, as words come on
out of your eyes, where I have gone,
and been where I should never go.


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YOUR FAIR WEATHER FRIEND

     YOUR FAIR WEATHER FRIEND
Together we should sail uncharted sea
so if our ship is dashed on rocky slate,
we have no fear, but know that one of we
remains afloat, to save us from our fate!

And I would have you tredging at my side
if where I go is dark, through jungles deep,
so I'll be confident, although implied,
and not to worry much, when I should sleep;

But when I'm home, my fond and greatest need
is just to not be bothered by your kind
if you are diff'rent than what's from my seed,
then I'd not have you there, for me to find.

So if my sails are set where charts have shown
you sail your way, and I will sail my own!


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APPLE PIE

    APPLE PIE
The morning light, that's blinding to the sight,
breaks through the clouds into the forest deep,
and wakens life from out of darkened night,
into the dawn of one more date to keep.

While life, the puzzle, opens to the dawn,
and makes a challenge of their daily bread,
my wonder is if they're depending on
the grace of God, or on mere chance, instead.

This raises thanks from my observing heart,
that we've the fare to set our table right,
and make a feast of what is just a part
of bounty that's come from our nations might.

       And from belief that Jesus is the way,
          the light and truth that leads the U.S.A.


Details | Light Poetry | |

I'm Not Sorry For Being Imperfectly Perfect

I'm Not Sorry For Being Imperfectly Perfect


For being me I have never need a reason to say I'm sorry for expressing who I am.
Should man of perfect balance take his chance and jump the bridge that he man think he won't make?I say I can never be sorry for being me,so why are you? Can I not make a honest living being my simple self?Should I say sorry for being out forward?Maybe time is not nor ever be able to except people who have greater changes themselves.I am never be sorry for i am perfect I am me I shall never pretend to be a doll for someone who would treat me like a mat.What can be called when the youth speak of thing only knowledge by age?should their elder worry not for the sake of children who dance and feel free in there own skin.I say not for i am a freeman who does as he please but remains calm to collect,I shall never be sorry for being flawed for being dumb for being straight forward and just being me all the same.But the question which shall stick with me,will you say sorry for being imperfect perfection?


Details | I do not know? | |

Do you know me

You say you know me
But do you know whats behind the smile
behind the laugh and the joyful mask
A man made from pain and rejection

Socialy unaccepted as a young child
Presented to constant derogatory terms that hurt deep down
They called me a disgrace to my race
No speed or jumps, no black traits

Always fighting to keep my name
People tested me out and called me lame
Whole groups of people laughing into my face
Words filling up my mouth with a salty taste

I forced a smile on my face and kept going
through the hard time i tried to forget society
Alone i recovered from those times
Relaxed and isolated

Today you see me and think i'm funny
A talented athlete with a skill in poetry
Always smiling, acting like a "g"
Truthfully, you don't know me



Details | Sonnet | |

THE CYBERLOVE

........THE CYBERLOVE
Through time and space, you've come and found me here,
at first I guessed that you were only dreams,
that come and go, so far away, yet near,
and in a time where nothings as it seems.

Too much of you fell on me from the start,
from out of night, where winds of love are blown,
deep in another time, as if a part,
of all I've ever been and ever known.

Deep in a candle flame, that burning sight,
I feel you near, across the universe,
and touch your love, bounced from a satellite,
and make of you my blessing and my curse.

No matter--you've become my love again,
from out of cyberspace, where you have been.
..............© ron wilson


Details | Prose Poetry | |

THE LOST GENERATION

What happened to all the young men?
And the young women too? Those ones get married.
But where have all the young men gone? 
Have you not heard, have you not seen?
There is a war in the land. 
Which war without the sound of guns, you might ask?
Economic war- the young men are economic warriors, fighting in far off lands; that is what most 
have become. 
I know, but where are our brightest and best? 
Funny question- in wars you lose your best men first.
So, would they ever come back or are they the lost generation?


Details | Burlesque | |

BREAST

        BREAST
I've wedded to this state of wealth I've known,
yet feel the seeds of youth that need be sown,
and through it all, another girl has made me pause,
reflecting on what's more than -- just because,
and drove my mind insane and not mine own.

There's not one dastardly thing I'd not do,
nor any vile of life I'd not pursue,
in claiming her to be as I would say,
in holding to my chest, then caste away,
how love should never be, nor come unto!


What she doth bare to me I shan't refuse.
Though evil is her way--God! What's the use?
no young of life has suckled with such glee,
nor felt such passion there should never be,
deciding whither tit sucks best for me.


Details | Imagism | |

Omlet - or - The Taming of the Screwball

         "OMLET"
            or
      "The Taming Of A Screwball"
      cast of characters:
      Julius Caesar
      A Roman Teenaged Kid
      A Roman Guard
      Brutus
      A bunch of Caesars Girlfriends
      A bunch of Roman Senators
   
   Julius picked up the violin and looked at the
kid. ""Et playdimus youdimus?"" he asked.
   "Nonimus!" replied the kid. "Cousinimus Nero
playsimus."
   "Ahhhh," sighed Julius. "Prodigimus bratimus."
   Suddenly a guard ran in, waving his sword and
shouting, "Mightymus Ceasermus! Brutumus et comingus!"
   Just then Brutus comes in, followed by a bunch
of drunk senators. All of Caesars girl friends
run offstage screaming in terror.
   "Ahhhh--Friendimus Brutumus..."" Julius said,
putting his arm around Brutus' shoulder.
   Brutus took out a dagger and promptly
thrusted it up Caesars bellybutton.
   "Ahhhhhhh--Brutumus!"" Caesar repeated.
"Youdimus screwdimus meedimus."
                     curtain
                      (applause)
© Ron Wilson


Details | I do not know? | |

THE PONY RIDE

      THE PONY RIDE
I'm going for a pony ride
to gallup through the countryside
and if you'd like to ride with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.

I'm going to the county fair
and we can ride our ponies there
if you'd come to the fair with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.

I'm going riding all night long
within my dreams, please come along,
and if you dream this dream with me
I'm sure there's bound to be
a pony just for you.
© ron wilson


Details | Rhyme | |

We Are Nothing WITHOUT Christ



Without Christ... We Are Nothing! You think you have everything... "Don't need" anything more. God says; "You are wretched, blind, miserable and poor." Are you content? There's nothing "you don't need?" Is your life filled with self-righteousness and greed? Jesus stands at your heart's door... Waiting to come in. But is the "uninvited guest," once again. Do you have a form of Godliness, but deny the power thereof? Proclaiming to be a Christ' follower, but void of his love? Are you committed to a fancy building and bright chandeliers? For the lost souls... Do you shed any tears? It's time to fall in love with Jesus and his precious word too. He's here right now... Waiting for you! Only you can make the right choice. It's your decision. You're spiritual life will die... If serving Jesus is not your mission... By Jim Pemberton


Details | Lyric | |

Bipolar - The Revised Lyric

Here is the finished revised Lyric for Bipolar. The song can be heard at my poetry website vbdosa.com and then clicking the Bipolar link.
     BIPOLAR
Sometimes I can feel a magic like I've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like I'm dying here all alone.
Sometimes I think I'll die alone.

Sometimes I can reach out for you, but you're made of stone.
I could die a thousand times. Die a thousand times.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not alone.

Euphoria. Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. Euphoria.

Sometimes I can feel a magic like you've never known.
I could run a thousand miles. Run a thousand miles.
Sometimes it's more like you're showing me I'm not alone.
Sometimes I think I'm not along.

Up and down. In and out.
Up and down. In and out.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
Euphoria. Then I'm down. Down. Down.
© ron wison


Details | Lyric | |

THE MUSE OF YOU

   THE MUSE OF YOU
Through all of time and all of space,
and following into the chase
but never catching what I've seen
nor even knowing what I mean
it's not a thing my mind can place.

Your eyes, so deep, I never know
where you might lead, where I must go,
but there I find what I must write
the words, though sometime seeming trite,
and from your eyes they have to flow.

No less than what is meant to be
the Muse of you carresses me;
I wonder is this love or not,
or something else, but don't know what,
and I must follow what I see.

Forever summer rain will fall
into my life, and love is all
there is to be my wordly guide;
between each line is where I hide,
if I do less, then I have lied.

And so the truth I have to show,
revealing what I never know,
but wonder at, as words come on
out of your eyes, where I have gone,
and been where I should never go.
     © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


Details | Sonnet | |

FOREVER FREE

        FOREVER FREE
I stand before you, judged, a sinner be
relinquishing all rights, I might have had,
but pray thee quick, to judge the soul of me
then lay to rest--the sins that drive me mad.

I seek forgiveness, that's all of my plea,
for all I've been in life, as having fun,
and all the hurt--that's been--because of me
I pray put in the past, as if there's none.

I ask your guidance, on my bended knee
protect my days ahead, if there are some
and never let mine eyes again to see
the lust of life from where all sin has come.

   And Jesus, give me wisdom, now to be
   your servant who's been saved--forever free!
© ron wilson


Details | I do not know? | |

PRAYER

A Mother’s Prayer Poem
A Mother’s Prayer is for mercy and for hope and love for her own children and grandchildren.
A Mother’s Prayer is for God to send his blessing down and love to his children.
A Mother’s Prayer is for all the nations to find forgiveness with one another and peace
comes to the world.
 A Mother’s Prayer is for all the children in the world to find love and hope that the
world will see them and listen to them all for they need someone to fight for them.
A Mother’s Prayer is to ask God to give her strength and hope when she does not think she
has none.
A Mother’s Prayer is to ask God to send his angles down and protect his children from
harm. And to give his children mercy and every lasting love.
A Mother’s Prayer is to pray for those who have no hope and no faith or no dreams that
seems lost.
 A Mother’s Prayer is to pray for the world which the world needs prayer we need to ask
God for his grace and mercy.
A Mother’s Prayer is to pray that God hears her cries and pain and sorrows because she
cries for all nations.
A Mother’s Prayer is for God to hold her heart in his hands and listen to all her fears
that’s what a mother’s prayer is all about.

A Mother’s Prayer,
Katrina Burrell


Details | I do not know? | |

Honestly can you answer this

if you feel alone in this world your not alone. i wish that everyone had a fair opportunity to 
have all the joy in life. love, peace, hope, tranquility everyone needs it! it is hard for some 
people to show someone that they matter! popularity does it even matter when the price you 
pay is losing yourself to all of the important things. everyone is unique and everyone is 
special. wake up no one person is better then another i dont care who you are. people who 
think that they are better then other people whats the deal. are you serious? why do you 
think you are better. more people like you? are you sure they like you for you or for who 
you pretend to be? see there are people that are more deserving to be liked because they 
accually show their true selfs. is it hard to care about people even though you think you are 
better then them? can you honestly give me reasons why you are better then them. Honestly 
if you can give me 10 decent reasons that metter. not things like cuter, hotter, better 
clothes, more money, better at sports, if you can give me at least 10 reasons that arent bull 
then i will shut up. if not then at least have the decentcy to give someone a chance thed 
deserves it. i hate that and i wish people would not lose themselfs to popularity okay. its not 
worth it if you lose yourself in the process.


Details | Ballade | |

Early Spring Rain In Doylestown

      EARLY SPRING RAIN
To watch the sky begin to fill
with clouds that roll and pitch until
all Heaven seems so black and bleak
then lightning makes a sudden streak
and blows the southwind at its will.

The air so fresh it brings a high
as I breath in the falling sky
and darkened all of space now seems
engulfed in thundering that screams
and makes the world think it could die.

The first raindrops now hit the ground
the joy of it is all around
each budding leaf breaks through its pain
now free to come out in the rain
and here is love that's seldom found.

Now falling fast and falling free
blown in the wind that has to be
the rain sets in and for the night
a steady rhythm cool and light
and lulls to sleep the grief of me.


Details | Sonnet | |

HOURGLASS

.......HOURGLASS
When all the sand's run out for yesterday
and here you stand reflecting on it all,
no matter what you do, or what you say
you'll never change the way time has to fall;

the sand's been piled onto the waiting floor,
announcing time's run out, as you can see,
all hopes and dreams now fade, to be no more,
as if the way it's piled is meant to be;

all Heaven knows you've done the best you could
to shape tomorrow as you'd want today,
but somehow things don't go just as they should
and sands of time don't always fall your way.

The best we'll ever do is turn the stand
and hope again our time goes as we've planned.
.................© ron wilson


Details | Free verse | |

growing up

I was the crazy, silly, goofy
little girl of the block

and you.. you were the dorky
goofy little boy of the block

together we were a wild little crew
soon years pass

and now were a little older
I'm still the crazy, silly, goofy
girl of the block

but you...your the hardcore, trouble-maker
boy of the block

now were teenagers...
we go on different paths
yet were still best friends

now im the odd, strange, dark 
girl of the block

and you...you're the jail bird
trapped with drugs...

my heart aches for you
to get better..

then the truth comes out...
you become all my heart
beats for, all I care for..

you tell me you love me
and I say it back...

then one day...
you get in serious trouble..
you call me

my heart stops..
you come over
its 9:30...

were standing on my 
porch...
hugging 
I cry in your shoulder...

then we start swaying 
your soft gentle lips 
met my forehead 
as you kiss me..

heart sinks
throat swells
stomach churns..

your soft gentle sweet 
words play in my 
head like a broken record..

promising me that one day we 
share a dance 
together 

each day we talk
my heart jumps

growing up we were the same
and now...
were two different people...

now years have passed..
and I wait patiently for
that special dance


Details | Rhyme | |

The Muse Of You

   The Muse Of You
Through all of time and all of space,
and following into the chase
but never catching what I've seen
nor even knowing what I mean
it's not a thing my mind can place.

Your eyes, so deep, I never know
where you might lead, where I must go,
but there I find what I must write
the words, though sometime seeming trite,
and from your eyes they have to flow.

No less than what is meant to be
the Muse of you carresses me;
I wonder is this love or not,
or something else, but don't know what,
and I must follow what I see.

Forever summer rain will fall
into my life, and love is all
there is to be my wordly guide;
between each line is where I hide,
if I do less, then I have lied.

And so the truth I have to show,
revealing what I never know,
but wonder at, as words come on
out of your eyes, where I have gone,
and been where I should never go.
     © ron wilson


Details | Free verse | |

It's Not What It Seems

it's not as good as you say
It's not what it seems
False tales and dreary days
No sunshine, it only rains

Just old cloudy days
And yesterday's dreams
It's not all you make it out to be
Things don't come free

There's a price for everything
Even a price for your soul
You're making something out of nothing
it's always something

All the drama, all that pain
Stings my piercing heart
You tell your lies in the dark
One day I'll bust open









Details | Sonnet | |

Christmas Mass

      CHRISTMAS MASS
Dear holy child, I celebrate your birth,
and wonder at the bright and shining star,
that leads to all the joy and peace on earth
we all look for, and it is where you are.

Yes I will light a candle in your name
on Christmas morning, when I'm all alone,
and say a prayer into the burning flame
to thank you for the gift too few have known.

You are my bright and shining star, you know,
throughout my life, in everything I do,
The gift of love is all I have,and so,
I wrap my love in candlelight for you,
Amen...
       ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa


Details | I do not know? | |

For Pete Seeger Huddie Leadbelly Ledbetter and Woody Guthrie

For Pete Seeger, Huddie ‘Leadbelly’ Ledbetter and Woody Guthrie


it was a long time ago
when you put your words into song

'this machine surrounds hate and forces it to surrender' you scribbled on your old guitar

and you wielded that banjo & guitar as weapons, 

fiddling out a hail of truth

of solidarity

of angry, vehement calls for peace

you said of Leadbelly, that that Huddie Ledbetter was a helluva man

you sang and spoke through dust clouds and relief lines

you taught us all, to seek out hope wherever we can

and when they tried to call all of you goddamned reds

you sang on ever louder and louder, rattlin' their prejudices as they slept in their plush beds

you rode and you rambled and thumbed your way around

the land that is my land and your land too

for you believed all this earth was shared common ground

and when you sang of overcoming one day

the injustice and pain that you witnessed along the way

they further branded you a commie, a pinko or a nigger-lover or a jew-lover, or an enemy of the state

while your banjo and your guitars continued to surround their blind hate

'this machine kills fascists' you etched on that guitar as well

but they were all deaf, for they could not hear the tolling of the bell

'the bell of freedom

the hammer of justice

the song of love between your brothers and your sisters'

and they knew not that they were the ones who would sizzle in their own bigoted hell

and then came the marches and you were there too

with dr. king in Birmingham and Selma, and you faced their spit, their venomous rage, their clubs and sticks and knives, but you always knew

that your cause was just and that the truth must one day prevail

however long it may take, you never gave up, you sang and you marched and you strummed yourselves, victoriously, into their jail

and then they shot him, they shot Dr. King dead, as they burnt and lynched many more

yet you stood firm, you never wavered, your blood was red after all, and they could not tarnish the truth's core

and so it came to pass, that woody went on his way, to his pastures of plenty up in the sky

and Huddie too, said his last and final goodbye

and you were then one, and you may have felt alone and overwhelmed, by the battles and with all that was wrong

but then you saw that the people were with you 

as they had been, all along

and so you continued to fiddle with that old banjo

dragging it through Newport and Calcutta and Dar-es-Salaam

and through countless unknown halls in numberless unknown towns

across this earth, turning, slowly, putting smiles of togetherness, on faces that were once pock-marked with disillusioned frowns
so...
today as I jot down these poorly scribbled words for all of you
for Woody, Huddie, and Pete
I do so in gratitude, for after all the travails that you've been through
I know that you know that this world still has its fair share of hate, and of loss and of injustice and of gloom
but I also know that you know that though all the old flowers may have gone
there always will be, as there always must be,

a fresh flower somewhere, that will quietly bloom.


Details | Sonnet | |

YOUR LOVE

       YOUR LOVE
If all I'd had for you was just one kiss,
...then surely love would not have come our way.
But holding on, and wanting more than this,
...we found a dream had come around to stay.
Now, all I am, is what you've made of me,
...throughout the years in ev'rything we dare;
whatever comes--comes much more easily;
...because I know you're with me ev'rywhere.
And as the finest wine, our love has yet
...to know perfection--I keep this in mind,
as passing time has brought me no regret,
...and old is something I may never find,
...........so long as I've still got one memory,
.............of all the things your love has meant to me.
                   ©  ron wilson


Details | Lyric | |

JIM MORRISON -- DEATH OF A ROCK

    JIM MORRISON--DEATH OF A ROCK 
There's a man all alone and his name is well known
but he thinks all the world is a den
of the poor and the weak and the too dead to speak
for themselves, it's a game they can't win.

He's a little bit high and he'll be til we die
it's too bad that his heart is so black,
but he knows how to sing to a crowd and to bring
out the love that they've been holding back.

It's a game that he plays with your life and he stays
just as long as the music goes on,
and he'll make you to smile if it's only a while,
then he goes where the devil has gone.

All the girls that he's had think it's not all that bad
but the glitter's too much for their mind
so they leave him to sleep where no angel would keep
anyone for there's not one to find.

He could write every word of the songs we have heard
and he's led every daughter astray
to be part of his past and a love that won't last
and he lights every fire in his way..

Now he looks for the cause of the reason he was
as he died he's still misunderstood,
but the dream's been too dead for too long in his head,
and he rode out the storm as he should.


Details | I do not know? | |

Je Vous Attend

      JE VOUS ATTEND
Je vous attend, I wait for you,
as patient as death's rendezvous;
and just as certain as the sun
knows each tomorrow's overdue.

I wait well hid from anyone,
the devil's hope, and native son,
the gift of Hell, you'll not acquire,
until it's yours, when life is done.

Beyond each sunset's probing fire,
deep in the dark of your desire,
I wait to kiss all hope away,
and give you more than you acquire.

I wait for you beyond the day,
into the night that will not stay,
I wait in dark, your only friend,
And I will love your death away,

Deep in the night that has no end,
I wait for you, je vous attend,
Beyond the life you now pretend,
Beyond the life you now pretend.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


Details | I do not know? | |

But, He loves another girl

I love this boy with all my heart
He touched my body and left his mark
But, he loves another girl
My eyes lay upon his face
In my memory the world leaves no trace
But,he loves another girl 
Soft is to his touch as soar is to angel
joy is to his presence as Geometry is to angle
But, he loves another girl
Iwish i could hud away all his fears
Kiss away his tears
But,he loves another girl
Maybe he'll let me love him one day
I rather go blind, than to ever see him walk away
But, he loves another girl


Details | I do not know? | |

First Sight

The first sight of him
O my what a breathtaking view.
He is just so very cute.
Is he headed my way?
O, boy what do I do?
Should I stay and try to hold conversation, or
Should I run and hid from his view?
What is it that he could possibly see in me?
I'm just an average chick, not all that cute.
Could it truly be that he is loking at me, or
Am I mistaken and there's someone else that he's got in his view?
O, no it's me, he's headed straight towards me.
He'll be in front of me in 10,9,8
My heart is racing so fast 7,6,5,
What should I do 4,3,
But I can't move, I'm stuck here like glue 2,1,
Now there's nothing I can do.
He's dead in front of me.
I tell myself to speak, to just say hi.
Believe that this fine dude could actually want you.
I finally find the words and we start a conversation.
It was o, so amazing.
We exchanged numbers and said talk to you later 
It went from days to weeks to months to years later,
And we're still saying talk to you later.
Because I didn't let fear overcome me.
The first sight of him
O, my what a breathtaking view


Details | I do not know? | |

Dangerous Games

Dangerous games
misusing my name
you always play
these high school games
giving you pleasure
you giving me pain
no wonder why 
women goes insane
dont never come home
staying away
cheating on me
day after day
my head messed up
thinking all men, all the same
people get killed
for playing this
WHAT!!!
dangerous game


Details | I do not know? | |

Free

Opening up was the best thing I could have ever did
All those things that made me & embarrassed me as a kid
You never looked at me different because my past was shameful
Talked to you about some of the things in my life that we’re still painful
I am human, filled with emotions and lots of anger
Hate filled my heart to the point I wanted to lock it in a chamber
How I feel is as real and emotional as it gets
Stress consumed me for years, felt like I needed a cigarette
Needless to say the battle has been done
I’m still standing and breathing so I must have won
The ultimate prize of keeping my sanity and myself free
Love the fact my past is so messed up… It really made me
You I give the ultimate credit for finding my inner voice
Felt like with you I have to write, it really leaves me no choice
I am a woman, blemished, flawed and tortured by life
Invisible wounds on my heart from being cut by life’s knife
But still I stand and hold my head up High
I only have one life and I refuse to give up and Die
I am woman, lover, and loyal friend till this life takes me away
I only wish I could have told you all the things I wanted to say
I understand that people are placed in life for all types of reasons
With you I guess it was only meant for a season
Learned a lot about myself with the help of you
You embraced me with ease and had no clue
Life had killed me, left me emotionally dead
Then I met you, felt like the best thing I never had
The make up of me is so complex, guarded & sad
I’m learning to let go of it all, no more hanging on to the past
All those people that did wrong by me can officially get a rash
Living for me now so I gives no care how you feel
This is me, uncut, uncensored… I feel the need to be real
No longer taking my past and feeling sorry for how it was
Living life to the fullest… Just like everyone else does
Don’t feel sorry for me I am no longer a victim, I’m Free
Just letting the world know I am no longer ashamed of being me
The mirror I used to run from I now embrace
The hate that was once in my heart has now been replaced
That frown that I always wore because if hurt to smile
I keep this smile permanently embedded and it’s going to be here for a while
I am no longer sad…. I’m so focused on my life and moving forward
Carrying all that hate and anger around was such a burden
Free..Free.. Free from life’s tortures and Pain
Standing on my own two feet with a smile is how I will remain


Details | Rhyme | |

MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - The Lost Love

   MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - The Lost Love
Of all the moments I hold dear to me
I've laid away into a memory,
the only time I can recall
when I believed I had it all
is when I first conceived our love to be.

The warm of you still wakens me from sleep
from other worlds where life has tried to keep
my very soul away from you
and tries to shackle me into
some other lifetime dark and cold and deep.

But where are you? Your death has left me cold, 
alone in hell where my poor soul's been sold,
though time goes on it can't erase
your smile when last I saw your face;
you left me here--forever growing old.

If I could plunge my soul to where you hide
I'd die a thousand deaths down deep inside;
but every time your vision shows,
your light is there, and then it goes
into the death where I have never died.


Details | I do not know? | |

Letting Go

There's a hole in my heart from all the pain
So much infliction, Im confused as to who to blame
All my life I've opened myself up to receive your love
Once I got it swore it was from Heaven above
Wiped our past clean and off we went
But why the pain, was it really meant?
The cycle begins the abuse seems daily
Mentally- Physically inside to the point I can't take it
I gave you my heart when I was to young to Understand
That abuse and mental torture from a loved one can destroy the strongest woman
Even on this day when I feel the pain so fresh
I hold my head high and let my pen bleed to there's none left
God gave me a raw talent to be able to speak how I feel
No drugs can compensate how affective my talent is- stronga than any pill
So with my pain I create self Peace
With all you've done 2 me its the most I can do  to say the Least
I forgive you for all you've Done
God made me for a reason- Self proclaimed "I am the One"!


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Saint Paul, Witness of Hope

St. Paul immersed in difficulties
Trials of various kinds
Wrote to his disciple Timothy
Must go back with Risen Jesus to Damascus


Follower the Law of Moses
Determined to fight
Every means
Even kill those regarded God’s enemies

On the way to Damascus
To arrest followers of Christ
Was blinded by mysterious light
Heard himself called by name

Saul, Saul, 
“Why do you persecute Me?”
Fell to the ground, asking
“Who are you, Lord?”

“I am Jesus
Whom you are persecuting” (Acts 9:3-5)
After encounter
His life changed dramatically 

He received baptism to Paul
Became Apostle of the Gospel
Inwardly Transformed by Divine love
Had met in the person of Jesus Christ

He wrote “Life I now live, in the flesh I live by the Son of God”
Who loved me and gave Himself to me
From being a persecutor
He became a witness and a missionary

Founded Christian Community
In Asia Minor and Greece
Travelled thousands of miles among all kinds of dangers
His martyrdom is all for the love of Christ


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A Bitter Relationship

Just left a relationship that lasted three painful years,
Don't understand why I stayed so long but realized it was love.
Not on his end but mines,
I stayed up some nights wondering why,
Cried myself to sleep other nights,
Taking in every lie especially when he cheated wit my cousin,
Still.....I was with him,
Many friends lost because they warned me,
Refusing to listen i cut them loose,
Now i regret it,
I've built up enough strength to let go,
I forgave and forgot,
We're friends....nothing more,
I may still love him yes,
But that chapter called Relationship,
Is totally over!


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A Trip To Heaven

At times, the world demands too much
And more than I can give
So then I close my eyes and dream
A special place I'd like to live
There's calmness, peace and warmth in the air.


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Hail King Aurthur

  Now King Aurthur hail, hail
 All  the knights armors mail
 Defending castles keep
 Patronages we reap
 
  In his kingdom enemies beat
 From his armies fleet
 By sword, bow and flail
 Even thunder grows very deep
 
  Fighting along this iron rail
 Under siege fighting bale
 Vikings on a ship setting sail
 Viking ships now beat
 Remember all hail
 Good King Aurthur's seat

          Saga


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a friend

ay friend.. a true friend knows when there pal is down...
a true friend.. always make you smile 
a true friend says forget a inch i'm walking a mile.. 
a true  friend don't put you down,... 
a true friend.. ask and don't assume
a true friend is like spring.. can't wait to see you bloom... 
it's just us in this cold world.. peace becomes loves as love becomes peace..


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How were the merits of Jesus Christ applied to our souls

The merits of Jesus Christ are applied to our souls through the Sacraments
Especially Baptism
Penance
Which restore us to the friendship of God

11282011


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New Love

I am so Complex yet simple and unique
My heart loves strong but could use some critique
I'm not gone lie I'm starting for really give in
Mentally & Physically I'm falling in love with a friend
I'm noticing my emotions racing just by thoughts of you
I've been in this place before, just don't remember what to do
Talked to myself- make sure she understood to keep her heart
Then in my life you walk.... Kinda like a fresh start
So Pure, Honest, Refreshing and Clean
Your the only person in my world... know what I mean?
But bae... no lie I'm really scared to death
Fear of a broken heart... shattered... till there's none left
I kinda wished my wall wasn't built so high
But it has to be.... you know the reasons why
Not a day goes by that I don't bring you closer in my world
This thing I have for you has gone beyond just your digital girl
So rather we take baby steps or Huge leaps
I'm feeling like this love will be so deep
Started off as a friend, blossomed like a bliss
Awaking from my dreams of you.... yearning for your kiss
Not a second goes by that I don't wonder how you are
I feel your presence close even though we know your far
If I could sum up how I feel Mary's song would be my choice
You and I know her songs tell how we feel without using our own voice
"Looking for Someone to Love Me"..... has already been done
Now I'm singing "Be Happy"... In my mind knowing your the One
I will always "Stay Down" as long as you need me I'll be around
"You are my everything" .... Yes I'm loving that sound
Sum up how I'm feeling as I listen to " We Ride"
Listening to Mary to sing my emotions while your by my side


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Happy Birthday ENTERTAINMENT PROMOTER

Happy Birthday GROVE STREET E-N-T"

To the "ENTERTAINMENT PROMOTER"
with the most~
"Quid pro quo per buck"
let me say ~
happy happy birthday to you ~
i lift up my glass with a~
"lyricvixen LYRICAL Toast"
just as "PARTIES HOSTING FUN"
and "VIP Clientèle HOT"
as to say to you ~
i hope you have a ~
happy happy birthday~
that only a
"COMPLEX MONEY MAKER"
like you can do ~
happy happy birthday ~
to a
"INDEPENDENT INFLUENTIAL PROMOTERS"
as "NOTABLY FLY"
and "EXCLUSIVELY hot"
as "GROVE STREET E-N-T You"

aka:lyricvixen
-------------------------------------------------------------
Happy Happy birthday Tati"

To the "PRETTIEST GIRL AROUND"
with the most~
"PREFECT SMILE"
let me say ~
happy happy birthday to you ~
i lift up my glass with a~
"LYRICAL Toast"
just as "BUEATFULLY BRIGHT"
and "ALWAYS SEXY"
as to say to you ~
I hope you have a ~
happy happy birthday~
that only a
"GIRL IN A PINK Bi·ki·ni"
like you can do ~
happy happy birthday ~
to a "WONDERFUL GAL"
as "HOT-O-licious"
and "SWEETLY FRIENDLY"
as "Tati, GOOD GIRL YOU"

aka:lyricvixen


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THE APOCRYPHA 11022011


Those books which were rejected by the Council of Hippo
Being non-biblical belong to what is called the Apocrypha
These books of the Bible
They are often well worth reading as they offer much historical information

Not otherwise available
However
Some of these stories
Slightly heretical tendencies

The Catholic use of the word “Apocrypha”
Defined aboveShould be distinguished from the incorrect Protestant use of the word
Protestants use this term to designate the seven books of the Bible included in the Catholic Bible canon

But not accepted or found in Protestant Bibles
These seven books are
Tobit, Judith, Wisdom, Sirach
1 and 2 Maccabees and parts of Esther and Daniel

Protestants call the books
Found in the Catholic
Apocrypha
The Pseudepigraphal books

Copyright, 2005, 2002, 1987 & 1981 BY DEVORE & SONS,INC.
WICHITA, KANSAS 67201
COPYRIGHT, 1970 BT CATHOLIC BIBLE PUBLISHERS
WICHITA, KANSAS 67201


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Meaning

What does it mean to hate? To love? To search outside yourself, and understand another paradigm. The steps it takes for someone else to reach their destination, And live their lives. And in the end realize it is one plus one plus another. To truly understand. Something that seems so far away, but ironically it's deep inside. You see we just have to dig harder, break down the walls that separate us. Even if those walls separate us from ourselves. Then look each other in the eye, and be honest. For one second... to just be.


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The Alien

He gazes at her,
Sitting all on her own.
Not a single friend by her side.
No one noticed
Her soft falling tears,
Not even the teachers.
She was alienated
Because of her skin,
That no one dared go near.
On the outside she looked different,
But on the inside she was really the same.
She was still a human,
Just an innocent teenager
Trying to get on with her life.
The only difference there was,
Was the colour of skin no one there shared.
He had white skin,
She had black,
But that didn't matter to him.


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Deepening Our Union with God 10042010

The fear of the LORD is the beginning of Wisdom
Prudent are all who live by it Psalm 111:10

AREN’T WE SUPPOSED TO have gotten past fear-motivated worship and
Punishment-avoidance spirituality?
Didn’t God-as-Big-Brother step aside for God-as-Loving-Father?
But is it not “fear of the Lord”
Still one of the gifts of the Holy Spirit that we receive at our Baptism

Affirm in our Confirmation?
Jewish and Christian scholars alike have wrestled with the Hebrew phrase Yirah Adonai
Offering varied and rich commentaries
Recurrent among the interpretations

“Fear of the Lord” 
Means “awe and reverence”
As in this context
“Fear”

Can also refer to what we feel when we love someone
Deeply that we would do anything in the world not to hurt him or her
Or damage our relationship with love-ones

Taken together
Both meanings offer us profound 
Wisdom towards growing each day in
Ever-deepening our union with God


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How To Prove a Man

How to Prove a Man

And when the queen  of Sheba  heard  of the fame  of Solomon,  she came  to prove  Solomon
 with hard questions  at Jerusalem,  with a very  great  company,  and camels  that bare 
spices,  and gold  in abundance,  and precious  stones:  and when she was come  to
Solomon,  she communed  with him of all that was in her heart. -2 Chronicles 9:1

I searched this 2 find the meaning of a Queen or her character. In this it says that she
heard of his fame and she came to prove him.  I think that when a woman comes to a man,
she comes to prove him.  He can boast to be all he thinks he is, but when he finds a woman
to prove him, she will bear witness 2 his greatness.  She will confirm his majesty and
become the jewel in his crown for all to see and know that he is King. But how does she
prove him?  By telling him all the questions of her heart, as it says in this passage. 
Now that's the hard part because of the wrongs of men.  She has a hard time doing this if
she has been hurt before. She will protect her heart and shelter her feelings, but that
will prevent her from being able to prove this man, if he be true or not.  But if she
takes the chance to ask the questions of her heart...then she may find a man that she can
honor by her proof of how great he is.  And he will be released from just talking the
talk, but made to walk the walk.  She will help to confirm that he is a man of his word.

Please come forward all Queens of Greatness and prove a man today.


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When I Fall Down

When I Fall Down

As I think about each passing day
Each day is a new beginning, to a destination, a point already planned.
As I ponder, I can’t see what changes that will occur in my life.
My heart, says, this is the right time, and the right moment as always.
A life that is meant to be, different, but true to every heart I touched.
Through many struggles, trails, and tribulations that I could never imagined.
I will make it, through faith with others.
When I fall down, I will get up, but not alone this time.
As, I always done, coming in full circle with new family.

Vivianne Anthony


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ROCK THE CASBAH

     ROCK THE CASBAH
What mystery of life runs through  the mind,
exchanged, such glances, never meant to share,
to raise our heartbeats, if one's there to find,
and if we have the will to take the dare.

To rock the Casbah, is this sin a crime?
Or just beginnings for the world in need
Of change to Westernize all life and time,
to bury burqas where there is no seed?

To see and fall in love through satin thin,
how many have there been to die alone,
and how much beauty seen becomes a sin,
to men who have a heart of solid stone?

Tunisian girl, the world is now ... for you,
So Rock the Casbah, like it's coming true!
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa


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TAKING OUR BROTHERS BACK TO EDEN

in order to get back to Eden to live on top of the world
there are a few things from God which need to be heard

here in America in the democratic land of milk and honey
African-Americans are disproportionate when it comes to power and money
our healthcare is poorer, our finances worse, few of us in seats of power
at the bottom of most demographic indicators and our circumstances diminish by the hour
the most unemployed, the most discriminated, the first to be laid-off or dismissed
more of us in jail, a lot of us illiterate, there are too many problems for me to list
fewer marketable skills, fewest high school diplomas and don't mention college degrees
African-American men in America need to take off their blinders and see
to those who stand behind stained-glass windows and look down on those who have less
you need to take your brothers back to Eden and put an end to all this mess
you might not comprehend their reality but you should attempt to understand
that as true servants of God you should help your fellow man

if you consider yourself to be a true disciple of Christ
what have you done to enrich someone else's life?
who did you clothe? who did you feed?
who did you minister to in their time of need?
who did you mentor to on how to be a man?
who did you talk to or stretch out your hand?
there's a lot of work that needs to be done to get our brothers inspired
we need to help them build a relationship with God and do as Jesus aspired

in order to get back to Eden we need to start at the very beginning
with the basic instructions that God is recommending
to fellowship with your fellow man
to develop a trust opposite to slavery's plan
to communicate with positivity
to no longer promote negativity
to pull up your pants and walk like a man
to be productive and not destructive
to be supportive and not abortive
to act like someone's father and not like you're being bothered
to teach our brothers to put down the guns and take up the cross
so they will no longer act like thugs but to think like a boss
no longer will we be divided with jealous envy 
now united as brothers under God's authority
getting back to Eden to be on top of the world
to living our lives according to God's Holy word
to get back to Eden and up from the basement of life
living on top of the world as brothers with our savior Jesus Christ


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I still Care

I have finally realized it’s time to let go
Took me to loose a friend to realize what I already know
I’ve apologized for my actions to you with no avail
Which leaves me to do what I do best which is to bail
Kicking my own butt once again for letting you go
Wish I would have just stayed still and waited you know
But I can’t continue to dwell on the past
Or that thing I thought I had, but couldn’t make it last
Funny how we realize our flaws when it’s much too late
I really fell hard just realized it a little to late
You have always been what you said u were honest & true
I just had no idea what I was dealing with in you
See when you loose trust for people that rule applies to them all
I just really had no idea,  it was too late to call
My actions were not to my pleasing but it’s still no reason
Can’t expect you to march to the beat of my drum
Especially when instead of marching I run
Funny how we fear our own heart
Well at least for me that’s where it starts
Let a person get in close I wouldn’t Dare
Until we start to work with that emotion called care
Too busy moving forward but still looking back
Kind of threw everything I had going on off track
Yes, I have been broken but it’s time to move on
Hate that I had to clam up though and do you wrong
Why do I feel like I’m still singing the same old Song
Must be a hint to change the tune…. Yea I know that’s what I need to do
I just had to say something to you though… Even if was only those 2 words to you



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YOU

IVE HAD THIS FEELING FOR A WHILE NOW
SEEING YOU ONLY RECONFIRMS HOW I REALLY FEEL
YOU KNOW HOW IT IS WHEN YOU LOVE WITHOUT QUESTIONING IF ITS REAL
IM TRYING NOT TO RUSH WANNA MAKE YOU MY NEW NEXT THRILL
I THINK I LOVED YOU THE DAY I LAID EYES ON YOUR AVI
WHAT MORE COULD I ASK FOR 
YOU LOVED ME UNCONDITIONAL AND EMBRACED EVERY ENCOUNTER I HAD IN LIFE
NOT PERFECT BY FAR BUT YOU ENTERING MY LIFE WAS LIKE ME WISHING ON A STAR
NEVER HAVE I FELT A CONNECTION SO REAL LOOKING IN YOUR EYES I TRY NOT TO 
HIDE
I WANNA OPEN UP TO YOU AND LETCHU KNOW ALL MY FEARS AND WANTS
WANNA RELAX AND PLACE MY HEART IN YOUR HANDS NO LONGER PUTTING UP A 
FRONT
I WANNA BE THE ONE THAT LOVES YOU TILL MY HEART NO LONGER BEATS
WANNA BE THAT LOVE YOU DREAM OF ONLY IN YOUR SLEEP
WHY DO I FEEL LIKE MY HEART BELONGS TO YOU
YOUR LIKE MY SOULMATE OR MAYBE YOUR LIKE THE PERSON I WANNA SURRENDER TO
YOU HAVE THIS NITCH BOUT YOU AND YOU CARRY YOURSELF SO WELL
I LOVE THE FACT THAT WE BEGAN AS FRIENDS AND NOW TIME WILL TELL


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Through the human person

Every human person seeks to know the truth
To experience goodness
Moral goodness appeals to us
We treasure our freedom
Strive to maintain it
We hear the voice of our conscience
We want to live by it
We long for absolute happiness

4092014


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and 'Ladies'

 
  and 'Ladies' young and old
do you even know
when i go into the grocery store
and how they come all around me
and i
not even paying attention
as they watch me squeeze this and
squeeze that
and they being all that you are
some what more and some few less
and they
take my hand and place it there
and in my hand they squeeze it
they squeeze it harder than they should
but i'm not paying attention 
and as i'm thinking about squeezing
that which needs to be squeezed
in my mind i am squeezing it more
and watching some become flushed
there faces grow dark and pink
so many
and so many my head spins around 
looking down as i feel
all of that juice run free
through my hands
and all of my critical thinking
has left me it's gone. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


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Halt

We only care what the preacher preaches
As the congregation shouts in our direction
When we are hungry, angry, lonely, tired...
Because we see them out and about, around,
Realizing they are more at a standstill than us...


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Puppet Strings

     PUPPET STRINGS 
In a constant lack of motion 
through the window of your mind, 
all you seek is your seclusion 
and a friend you never find; 
you have looked in through the window 
to someone you never see, 
never reaching for a reason,
never thinking I'm just me. 
      
As if you want to be alone. 
       Or just another skipping stone, 
        with someone who's better known. 

In the hopeless life you're living, 
all your friends will leave you cold, 
it's a Ferris wheel you're riding, 
and the song is getting old; 
all the things you've held most dearly 
come to nothing in the end, 
and your search is overlooking 
someone more than just your friend. 
 
 Someone who'll be there when you cry. 
    Who'll never think of asking why; 
       I will help you learn to fly. 

Living songs about confusion 
like a puppet on a string, 
one is pulled and your responding 
is whatever pull should bring; 
you will go in this direction 
everyone says you should go, 
while the person you are hiding 
is someone you'll never know. 
    
Out through the window, I'm your friend. 
     From your beginning, to your end, 
       I will give, but never lend.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa


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ON A SUMMER AFTERNOON

       ON A SUMMER AFTERNOON
Come sit a spell--we'll take a little time--
from out of life, forgetting what we know;
and talk upon some things I guess that I'm
much closer to--than things life's had to show.

Do you know love? It's funny how it goes
to almost anyone, who needs it not,
but be there need--and love--it never shows
like finer things of life, to those who've got!

Now does that seem to be a fitting thing
to talk about, as passing time away?
Or would you choose what weather has to bring
as here we sit--with nothing more to say?

I guess your life's been blessed--and filled with love
or you'd know what my heart is speaking of.


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To my young brothers

Don't look down on me.
I might not see what you see.
My young brothers, don't talk that yang to me
you don't know my fight to be free.
My young brothers,
Have you ever asked for my help?
or do you always try to out do me
no doubt.
My young brothers,
move with my peace. move with true respect.
I don't want your wife.
I would protect her with my life.My young brothers
show true control, let this man take his stroll.
But be aware old am not.Lose my respect
and you lose everything you got.
Travel in my love. Treat your family with a soft glove.
My young brothers, you're not on no new road.
Make peace with me am the greatest story ever told.
One last thing. Don't go though life to bold.
my young brothers you never asked why? The Game
is one big lie, but you,ll play it until you die.
Travel in our pride.
{I'm out}


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Rescue

Help
Out of love, Eternal God sent Father Christ
His Son into the World
Because of sin, dying
Death of our earthly bodies, also eternal death

Father Christ spoke often about eternal fire
Awaits all those who reject Eternal Father’s merciful love in Father Christ
All who reject the Eternal Son rejects eternal life
He alone who he brings are condemned already

The condemnation is eternal separation from God
What Father Christ refers to as the “hell of fire”
The “furnace of fire”
The “unquenchable fire”

Hell is something man chooses
There are only two ways
Leads to Life
The other leads to death

For the gate is narrow
The way is hard
Leads to Life
Those who find it are few

The narrow way is Father Christ Himself
He said “I am the way
The truth
The life

Following Father Christ means
Following the Church He started
Following the way
Following truth and the life
No one comes to the Eternal Father
But by me”
In Jesus, the Eternal Father has made
A way to life for us

How foolish of me to refuse
I don’t like the means of help He has chosen
For my salvation
I chose to take the help He gave

11152011


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Tattoos, a love story

You asked me what it felt like when the needle pierced my skin.
As if you couldn't see the pain filled expression on my face when the needle went it.
You side line, my thoughts pine, this needles still scrapping this body of mine.
And yet you still don't see it but you still want to know how it feels.
You ask is it like a rush, can you see, can you touch?
I know you hear the faint buzzing of this needle, and the sound gets fainter when he loosens his grip, and on that tattoo gun traces of my blood are still fresh.
And yet you still don't see it but you still want to know how it feels.
He's halfway down my ribs, and you know on that spot the pain is big but I swear i'd take every ounce of it for you, and it's in color so it hurts more but only for you.
You know I have a few other tattoos I tried to cover up too just so you don't see the mistakes and understand that for you, this is real.
That needle didn't flow so gracefully kind of like our relationship, see just by the way you're sitting there asking instead of feeling I can tell you don't get it.
And you know i'd do anything, walk through fire, stand in rain, spill blood, cause pain, just so that you could understand that it's real.
You wanted to understand it's real with this tattoo on my body that YOU can't feel, and i'm standing here looking at the finished masterpiece like damn.
Another mark i'll have to hide, this ink is burning me inside and all you have to say is "are you done?"
You know I did it for you but the strangest thing about you is you still don't see it but you still want to know how it feels.
Maybe you should tattoo my name on you so I know it's real!


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Relationships

Commitment, dedication, 
even more so determination.
To make it work, to make it last, 
don't forget about communication. 
Give all of yourself, don't hold back, 
don't for a minute have hesitation. 
It may be frightening, 
it will be a struggle, 
but be steadfast, 
don't hide your feelings in a bubble. 
Be trustworthy, be headstrong, 
don't be afraid to take it on. 
Allow yourself to feel, 
open your heart, 
and profess what is real. 
Don't worry about getting burned, 
believe it or not that's how many people have learned. 
If it works out, you'll be the happiest that you could ever be. 
But you have to take a chance on love, that's the only way you'll see.


Details | Light Poetry | |

WE NEED EACH OTHERS

its a new  day
think too those who made away
now we all have some say
 tho some us or odd
we work the jobs
 as sister and brother not corlor
or race or face
WE NEED EACH OTHERS


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"Happy Happy birthday Insight" (b-day wishes to poets)

To the "POETIC, AWE, EVOKING POET"
with the most~
"MIND TOUCHING WORDS OF THOUGHT"
let me say ~
happy happy birthday to you ~
i lift up my glass with a~
"LYRICAL Toast"
just as "Well Thought–Out"
and "VERY WELL WRITTEN"
as to say to you ~
i hope you have a ~
happy happy birthday~
that only a "REMARKABLE MAN"
like you can do ~
happy happy birthday ~
to a "GENOUS,SELF-EXPRESSING POET"
as "WORD STIMULATING"
and "MIND AROUSING"
as "Insight-FULL YOU"


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Obama

It's not just cuz he's black,
That I got his back.

He just wants to be free,
Just like you and me.

I'll count on him through and through
I expect all of you to too.

I hope all of you, yes and yo momma,
To respect Barack Obama.                                                                                        





~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
                                                         Thank you Mr.President


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Life

                                                                                                                 life
 Listen to what I say life is yours and what you make it you can run you can hide it 
is you that’s must decide if life is to short to stop living it now, blaming some one 
for your own mistake taking life for granted because it seems no other way, so 
forget about yesterday and just start living for today and you will see tomorrow 
shall be a brighter day. Tell me the saddest story that you ever heard and Ill point 
to another who life is worst than yours, don’t give up on something that’s you no 
and love, and that is your life for it is gives you the light and that alone is worth the 
fight. 

 


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AFRICAN DAMSEL

AFRICAN DAMSEL

The aesthetic work of nature.
As shining as the dark coal of the east.
A figure admired than 8
Hairs like the tail of horse

A skin better than fresh foliage in day
Legs far more straight than ostrich’s
Eyes sharper than eagles and lovelier than cats
The “Uri” her beautifier and decorator

A walking cat in her walk
Gentle and peaceful like dove
As diligent as the diligent ant
Per excellence in all

Thou are beauty
Thou are glorious to behold.


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Slave Song

There is an outhouse in the house
One there for me
One here for you
For I am black and you are white
God loves all his children, don't you know?
\There's an old bus carrying folks like goods
The back for me
The front for you
The weak is wrong and the strong is right
God loves all his children, don't you know?
\There's a colored church; there's a white
Free in bondage
Burdened and free
One cross for me, one cross for you
God loves all his children, don't you know?
\There's a heaven yonder, and so bright
I got passage
And you will see
The same heaven for me, same heaven for you
God love's all his children, don't you know?


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My Best Friend

You are always there for me, when I'm laughing or crying
Even when I tell you that I feel like dying
You always tell me that things will be all right
Whether it's over the phone or if I were in your sight
Whenever I have a problem
You are always there to help me solve them
I love your parents for bringing you into this world
Because you are truly a very special girl
Whenever my back was up against the wall
You are the one that I would always call
Remember when we used to sleep all day
And hang out all night?
the one thing I can say is; 
We never had one single fight
You are always ther for me when I am feeling sad
Even when I feel; like doing something really, really bad
If I had to do this all over again
I will still choose you to be my 'Best Friend'


Details | Sonnet | |

BACK TO YOUR SUMMERLAND

BACK TO YOUR SUMMERLAND
What matters not, now past and put away,
your welcoming brings on another scheme
and here you make your plan, you can not stay
much longer than it takes to build a dream.

In this, the place where beauty binds all things,
forgotten is each pain, you've ever known,
and here, the Green of life, it always sings,
of life to be, from where all love is grown.

Until you get it right, you shall return,
back to your Summerland, where you can grow,
into a life from which we never learn,
because of learning things we never know.

Your understanding is your final breath
And life begins in what we think is death.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa


Details | Ballad | |

Celebration

Darkness covered ever crevice,
When the angels of God betrayed the Lamb,
And the tongue of accuser, set us all down in the shame and guilt of self-
effacement.
The sound of fury cursed our joy,
That we all bowed down and couldn’t stand,
And the pain of regret, set disease in all our arms and legs,
But there was one angel, an old black woman,
Who saw the light of day anyway,
And she took her cane and through it to the side,
And said, “Hey baby I’m a embrace this ride,”
No matter what, I’m a go to drive in movies,
And I’m a smile come what may,
And I’m a sing a song of roses, despite the darkest day,
And she began to flap her wings,
And the wind from her bosom spread across the cosmos,
And the world knew celebration.


Details | Didactic | |

My Brother, My Friend

we are all bound together by the Godly bonds of brotherhood
we are all the children of the Creator who is all perfect and good
we have always been His neighbors, we have always been His friends
for that was how He acknowledged man from the very beginning

God sent us an invitation that was full of forgiveness and grace
an offer of a philos love which He desired to put into place
a friendship, a fellowship, a pure love between men
the type of love that modern society can't seem to comprehend
it's not about a physical love, it's not about homosexuality
it's not the kind of love that will put one's manhood in jeopardy
it's about pure friendship, a genuine meeting of the minds
authentic relationships that are of the Christian kind

as men we need to stop being isolated and struggle alone in our pain
and not fall victim to alcohol and drugs in order to cope with the shame
as men we need to stop being so stressed
about the expectations that society on us has impressed
don't allow secular society to define the parameters of brotherly love
don't allow the world to besmirch that which was sent from God above

friendship is the flower found in the desolated deserts in life
friendship is the wine from the vine that is Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ, the Son of Man 
who came to tell His Father's plan
He once told a parable about a Good Samaritan
the type of man that any would call a friend
someone who might not even know you at all
who would lift you up if you should ever fall
someone who would aid you and tend to your hurts
and not leave you lying all alone in the dirt
someone who would give you their last dime
or a part of their meal on which you could dine

Yet among today's young black men who call each other brother
they're the one who are more likely to abuse and kill each other
they have issues, they're angry, fed up and frustrated with life
trials, troubles, everyday is a struggle, every minute full of strife
they've been stripped of their dignity, their honor and the goals
living lives of violence which have gotten completely out of control
as Christians we must move beyond the church walls 
and go into the neighborhoods
look beyond our religiosity and start doing the greater good
with sympathy and empathy for our fellow man
to give comfort and compassion as much and as often as we can
to be like the Good Samaritan and do whatever you have to do
to offer a brotherly love and friendship like Jesus did for you





Details | Rhyme | |

Never Find Love

You’ll never find anyone else like me,
Someone with so much generosity.
You’ll never be free from me.
I’ll be on your mind constantly.
No matter where you are or who you’re with,
Or who you try to get love from.
‘Cuz it’s like that song you’ll never find another
Love as good as this, 
‘Cuz it’s God whom I represent
And His love is the shhh the bomb.

You’ll never be treated like royalty again.
I gave too much for us to be just friends.
None of your fantasies will be fulfilled.
Your destiny won’t be revealed.
You’ll never find love as good as this,
Because the Master’s love flowed through me.
That is the reason for our long attachment,
And the magnetic attraction.

You’ll never be truly happy without me.
So, you can love that other girl.
It’s your loss to not have chosen God over the world.
You’ll never be able to look at anyone else with sincerity.
‘Cuz it’s like that song you’ll never find another
Love as good as this, 
‘Cuz it’s God whom I represent
And His love is the shhh the bomb.


1 John 4:8 
Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.


Romans 12:2
Be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that Ye 
may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect, will of God." 


7-29-09
Woke up thinking about this song by Something for the People titled My Love is the Shhh a 
song I used to listen to  before and after 
church choir rehearsal was released in  Fall 1997 I believe.


Details | Lyric | |

True Brotha

True Brotha
Strong, black, intelligent man
One who has praise can stand
Proud, honest, loves
himself, that’s why we need
one another’s help.

True Brotha
Yes, you are to me.
Your friend has my heart going
triple beat.
Doesn’t that remind you of Miss
Stephanie?  The glazing, the
passion, the lovers eyes, the
“Oh, your always on my mind”

True Brotha
Slow music in the background
Sweet chocolate lying on the bed
now
Roses sitting in a chair
Lights off, candles everywhere
Waiting for your lady to appear

Does this describe you?
Or do I have what’s coming up
next confused?
Cause I think your Valentines Day
Is going to go this way.

True Strong Brotha


Details | Free verse | |

Feeble

Oh, what an imperfect mind
that jumps to conclusions,
believes in illusions.
Will you not forgive me,
for being absolutely human?


Details | Light Poetry | |

MAKE YOUR RIGHT

you have a right
day or night
no doudt
to speak out
right for freinds
its not a sin
mabe differnce corlor
theyer still your brother
so stnd up and fight
make your right


Details | I do not know? | |

My Love For You

My love for you is deeper then the sea. I love you so much that I don't think about me. Lately I haven't been thinking about anything else. I only think of you and myself. I think we both feel that we should split apart. But the more I think about it, my life will be completely in the dark. Everytime we talk, we talk about lame stuff or nothing. Is this why our relationship is so boring? I think we need people who are more compatible with us. Maybe people who are closer and we know we can trust. Tell me, what is a relationship if you can't trust your girl? You should trust me and treasure me like a pair of pearls. When I think about us breaking up, I want to cry. Somedays I feel like I want to die. I can't even imagine the pain and sorrow I will go through. Can't you see how much I love you? I will do anything for you to trust me. I haven't done anything to make you doubt me. Baby what should do? All I can give you right now, is my love for you.


Details | I do not know? | |

LIES

Lies,lies
there they remain
fulfilling the ear
giving you pain
saying he loves you
lies of flame
u dont realize
it's nothing but a game
wake up baby girl
he so lame 
yall went on a date 
and he dont remember your name
saying you the 1st girl he been with
feeding you lies on the love train
stringing you alone taking your heart for
a ride
and all he have is 3 letters
pinned for his name


Details | Blank verse | |

Catch Love My Lust Mind Life Its Memories Lost Behind In No

So much is running through my head 
The lies, the past, the pain, and cheats
I wish I could earse it all, but it's there
I see the faces of the 3 I loved and cared most about
I smiell his smell and I hear his laugh and I see him in my thoughts
When I touch myself I feel his touch
I see his lips, I feel them, he face again appears in my thoughts, but I cannot 
read him
He shuts me out, even when it's my imagination
I replay the days we shared and the conversations we dilected on
It could be the coldest day of one's life, but when embraced by life's most 
amazing sin it warms one's soul, mind, heart, and body
I fell into temptation and it killed her; the girl that once loved, the girl that always 
believed and saw hope, the girl that lived her own
They who live by what " THEY" see, is a failure to their own destiny


Details | I do not know? | |

I Get It

You want me to fear you because you're taller than me? 
Well check this out, the bigger they are, the harder they fall 
You think you offend me with those looks of grit you throw my way, 
And expect me to respond? 
Listen to me, hear me out, you only starin' so hard because I have what you want 
Should I care if you talkin' trife behind my back bout she's this and that? 
Well I know who I am, and I don't have time to foolishly chitchat. 
Meet me with a murderous intent 
Vulgar messages referring to me as unrighteous 
Perceptions of who your eyes see me to be 
YOU DON'T KNOW ME! 
But I get it, because you too good to know I 'm better than you, 
I should step down? 
I get it; I should stoop down to your level of insecurity and battle through a crowd 
Yes, like so many others who have fallen into this pit of innermost struggles with 
you 
I get it, but when will you get it? 
Maybe ya crew was there cheering you on, but did they jump in? 
Maybe ya man told you he loved you, for a little while, but he left you didn't he? 
ya mom think you out of control and then turned you to the streets 
But get this, where is ya crew now that I have mentally murdered you? 
ya man was beside me when I wrote this and told me to put it in here too 
Ya mom gon' clap cause she know I’m telling' the truth 
But I get it 
One day you will too.


Details | Senryu | |

Summers Picking Blackberries

Nicks, cuts and scratches
Stepping, reaching carefully-
Blurple stained buckets!


Details | I do not know? | |

Break

Chances, paces, steeping foward into another life. With the time it takes to 
consider the pain. I Break. When the endless is testless, and i become restless. 
I Break. Pieces to crumbles, Shutter. Free from the legend of what i feel. Shut me 
down. break me down. take me away. Far away to my own. To my kin. to my 
which of i know best. Before I Pace to another place afar from you. After I've been 
broken, what am i now. a piece of glass a piece of ass. Or do i even exist in your 
world of happiness. Im now broken. My pieces are glued and im no longer 
confused. Who's got the last laugh now! Hahaha!


Details | Free verse | |

Broken Spirit

                                          Your  soul aching from despair
                                        
                                          Led to believe people around 

                                          you no longer care.


                                         Many in the world have become

                                         too self-absorbed,
                           
                                         To those who are in distress
                                      
                                         they are seemingly invisible to them.


                                         I am saddened  in heart to witness the blatant
                    
                                         mistreatment of others we soon forget,

                                         The ones we ignore out there are our Sisters

                                         and Brothers.


Details | I do not know? | |

Sister cuzin

I looked in her face, hers was nothing like mine.Chocolate I, caramel she, our 
differences we don't see. 
her hair short, mine extended 2 be long, yet our spirits 2 one another are drawn
 
cuz her day, pain and gripe is the same 1's that got me looking 2 the creator for 
insight. 
as young women we were taught how to be homemakers cater to my man and my kids first.In 
the years we live in and are sure to see 
that kind of reality
 would have ur insides dying spiritually and emotionally
This young women i speak of upon first meeting, spoke volumes 2 me.
I admired her mind,take on life, giving spirit
telling the silly men in her life to come correct becuz u know she doesn't want 2 hear it.
Normally the catty of ladies, would lead me into a shut door of maybes about her 
character,somehow we broke down those wall so that we could see exactly who and what was 
standing awaiting entrance through the front door.
Every time i see sister cuzin i know she knows exactly whats on my mind, she greets me 
with a sweet smile and embrace, let me know quick where to locate the food, smoke and 
liquors in my leisure i am free 2 sip
sister cuzins, i luv mine do u luv urs.
Carrying the world on her back saving u constantly from mishaps, in tune with ones 
shortcomings and sometimes indiscretions.
Seems sister cuzins always wanna take on the world. Always looking 4 luv, but seems we 
stay just being some ones girl.
I come to u with sincere vision, sis
I see ur light, but i warn u, some folks, all they will do is dis it 
Direspect, disspondent ready 2 disregard u and ur accomplishments at a flick of the wrist.
I know u sis,
 ur hand strong and steady, 
never ever giving these clowns ammunition to dim it 
ur lightI mean. 
anybody who is anybody knows that in your heart and good graces is 
the place one longs to be.


Details | I do not know? | |

" Games"

Everything that you decide to do,
is all up to you.
I've fought for to long,
and now the rest is on you.
So, whta are you going to do?
gave you two chances to walk out the door,
but, you say without me,
something is missing in your heart.
i'm much stronger,
and the things you use to do,
is no longer.
It's time,
i make the new rules.
Either your going with it,
or you can split.
I did and said all I can, but you showed me your a grown man.
After today,
all this will change.
The games you played,
are not going to be the same.