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Details | Prose Poetry | |

Beautiful people

People make me smile the way 
their eyes shine when they talk 
about something they love 
when they feed me food. Or tell 
me how much they love me 
when I look into someone's 
eyes and see it I see that look 
in their eyes I see love in them 
When I see someone laugh and 
have fun in what they do 
The way they cry for there lost 
When they give me a smile and 
tell me how beautiful I am 
People are beautiful well some 
are and I wish someday I can 
find someone who will look at 
me and say "you have that look 
in your eye"    what look?
I want to find someone so 
beautiful in the inside I can't 
stay away they amaze me with 
what they say an do how they 
will dance in the rain and know 
every detail about me
Will bring me Starbucks on a 
rainy day and just talk about 
the stars 
I want someone beautiful

Copyright © brittney lopez

Details | Rhyme | |

Heres Looking At You Kid

Dear brother you were only 22
when the good Lord came calling for you

Water had consumed your last breath
Coroners said was a flashback from heroin and meth

I had always looked up to you
but your verbal abuse made me and the others feel blue

black hair  hazel eyes man you look so like Elvis 
imitating shaking your hips and pelvis

blisters and sores on  your young pale face
oh boy how you had fallen from Gods grace

you had a little girl right after you died
Mom always stood by her and your girlfriend's side

first Grandpa then you Dad  Mom and brother Bob
for my life now feels like I've been robbed

missed over 30 yrs of wishing you  birthday greetings
now at the dinner table there is limited seating

but every year when your birthday comes and passes
I will be there to pick your grave site overgrown grasses

I wonder what you would look like today
or even if your hair would be full of grey

I have forgiven for all you had done to me
for I hold no regrets so your soul can be free

heres wishing you another birthday greeting
as I lay this card and rose at your grave site's seating

Please give Grandpa Dad Mom and brother Bob my love
for someday I will reunited with all of you above

For now I have my own little girl
for she is my own everyday  world

I promise to tell her all about you
and how God will turn you into someone pure and new

Rest in peace my loving dear brother
heres another birthday wish I send in passion smothers 

In Loving Memory Of
My Brother Gary

10/ 18/ 48
 6 / 5 / 71

Copyright © Katherine Stella

Details | Rhyme | |

Linda a poem for my best friend who died two years ago


I remember the first time we met you came round for a coffee. 
I remember it well, we sat talking for hours, just you and me.
Over the next few years, We must have drunk hundreds of cups.
Life was a roll of downs, Then ups. 
I remember the first time I met your Mum. All dressed in pale blue.
I think she was going to some special do.

I remember Jills first birthday party, even the  dress she wore.
The house was full of friends and family and more.
Val and Grandma, Carol and Jane all of their familys as well.
The house was packed, certainly a tale to tell.
The Bell Inn at Ingolmells where we all went for a drink.
Then round to our caravan, coffees to sink.

I remember Claire as a child, the hours she used to spend at our home.
Every Monday on the way to Slimming World she got credit for her phone.
I remember all the things she used to help me with. shopping, baking, 
washing the dishes the cups and the plates.
All this before she was even eight.
I remember so many things that we used to do. The bonfire parties at your 
All the same crowd their having the time of their lives.

Then the big bash for my big Five O.
I wanted a really big show.
So we prepared all the food at your house, Then carried it all over to mine.
Only just got it all ready in time.
I did the cake it was a huge chocolate train.
Something big enough to get all the candles on was my aim.

Life throws some really awful things at you.
Some so bad you  just don’t know what to do.
Our friendship spanned almost  thirty years
A lot of fun a lot of tears.
When the police came round to our house that night, I didn’t even realize you 
had gone.
I thought you were just ill again, I found out almost a week later on

Especially as we had only been chatting a couple or so weeks before, About 
the past.
On that day you looked so well with all your make up on, I thought you were 
on the mend at last.
On your birthday in May I thought of you, 
All the things we had been through,          Rest in peace. Love  Pat

Copyright © pat dring

Details | Dramatic monologue | |


   Who's that staring through my window walls, with eyes as old as time
the clock has not yet moved and the wind outside has died
no breath for me to find nor the strength to check the time
unless the minute hand is lying theirs a chance i may have died
I wish this all a dream but the eyes i see dont lie, they have told me with their watching that all men do really cry
yet in vain is all my wishing but perhaps this is delusion of a sedimentary man with his mind ripe for losing 
Come at me then red devil, I shout within my mind yet the tension I had hoped for was delayed and rather dry
no ravishingly velvet flame encircled this such room, nor were the furniture and ottoman  thrown like an old shoe
marvelous the time in which a demon throwns your home and his only one intent is to stare right through your soul
 to that i bid goodnight to you, to do as you wish, regardless of the manner I am nothing more then fish. to be shot out of a barrel for a fellow such as this
If you do deem it fit that I wake another morning all i ask is that the clocks all please return to working order

Copyright © chriss todd

Details | Pastoral | |

Champion Among All

           Who ever knew
That to crucify Him on the cross
             That day'
   Would revive the people
        And make them pray
     A crutch for the absent'
       Just another miracle
          For that day
All of Gods' people answered
                  - For-
    Christ had carried that day
         Never - The - Less
   Their were so many people
Who had seem to have lost their way
    They were weeping with sorrow
As thought their were no tomorrow
    They wept and they prayed
           For just another day
They wept and they prayed
    Till death did them part
But on the third day He had arisen
And yes, Resurrection was a part
                    Of He
To be the Lord Almighty

Gary Fields
Your friend in the pen

From: "The Cross"
   Book # 106627
           Rev. (Nov2013)

Copyright © Gary Fields

Details | Light Poetry | |

Love and Death

I love all of you
I embrace the beauty of the universe
I live in darkness
I smile as I cry
I'll make you laugh, as part of me dissolves
Now I leave you
As I must die

Copyright © arthur vaso

Details | Prose | |


They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.

Copyright © brittney lopez

Details | Ballade | |

This cosy love

This cosy love

In guess I could rave on, and on
About every little thing
I could write about those sensual things
And the way our two hearts sing
When we lie there together
But it's so much more have we
We have this thing together
All filled with mystery.

You be the grand earth mother
As me, I be the child
You're ways are from the earth itself
You're tame where I'm still wild
Everything's so practical
With you, but not with me
Oh yes, we two be opposites
And yet I love you madly.

And even now, at seventy
There's nothing really changed
You're still the perfect lady
And you still think me strange
But I'm always going to love you
Just the way that you love me
And even when these shells are gone
This fact shall always be.
23 September 2013 @ 0530hrs

Copyright © Peter Duggan

Details | Blank verse | |

Robert Lee

I felt you one day. 

I knew it was true. 

You were there.

Inside me you lay.

It wasn't meant to be. 

I bleed you away.

As it happened again.

I cried  you away. 

I said, not doing this again.

Then it happened one day.

You came to me again.

Said you want to come thru.

And I was to be your vessel.  

I named you after my dad. 

Robert Lee ,, now thirty-one.

my son also named his son Robert Lee, who is turned 3 Jan 17, 2013. 
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 The Ghost Baby :
Time and Space and Spirit 
Collide softly at a crossroad 
Where the Ghost Baby awaits Form 

Copyright © Debbie Duncan

Details | Rhyme | |

Her Birthday Present

On her birthday he bought her a feather,
a dainty silver charm.
He knew it was the perfect gift 
to adorn a neck or an arm.

He took it home with heavy heart,
overwhelmed by sadness and grief
He brought it here and gave it to me.
His possession of it ... brief.

She can't wear the silver feather
for she's with the angels above.
I wear it for her ... over my heart ...
for she's someone we both lost and loved.

We miss you Brenda, so very much.
We weren't ready for you to go away.
I'll wear your feather with love and remembrance;
his gift for your birthday.

Copyright © Francine Roberts

Details | Couplet | |


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

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

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

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

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

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

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs

Details | Ballad | |

Smile Its Your Birthday

it seems like an eternity
since ive seen ur smile
the fact that uve been gone
still has me in deep denial

a lot of stuff has happened
since ur smile left this earth
gatherings, eagles losing, parties
life changes and brooklyns birth

a lot of people miss u greatly
n think about u everyday
our last picture together
on my dresser it will stay

ur deep voice, ur humor, ur kindness
is what i tend to miss the most
ur passing forever broke my heart
but our memories i hold close

i must admit, i did hit rock bottom
drugs n alcohol i used to cope
i took ur passing very hard
i started to give up hope

but i looked into brooklyns eyes
n caught a glimpse of u
u probably would have kicked my ass
sober now i stay true

mom also met a fine fella
u actually would approve
no need to kick this guys ass
hes good to her n the kids to

madison is so smart n beautiful
byron is turning into a handsome man
there both striving so well
u should be a very proud dad

two of ur friends got engaged
there so cute n its exciting news
i hope they live a life of happiness
i know u would feel the same to

ur brother misses u the most
hes coping the best he can
he misses u as much as i do
he was ur biggest fan

ur neighbors n friends
also stop by ur page
reminiscing about the good times
the laughter n good chatter ud engage

thank-god for all the music
its a good way to deal with pain in life
cause without u here with us
its like eating steak without a knife

im over trying to understand
i feel ur in a happier place
you had ur own reasons
your demons u finally faced

but in a couple days
ur birthday we will celebrate
the big thirty seven u turn
teasing u old man woulda been great

your always in our hearts
in our thoughts forever jay
so while ur up in heaven...
smile...cause its ur birthday :)

Copyright © Jamie Yost

Details | I do not know? | |

A Poem About A Lonely Birthday Girl

She sits alone on her bed,
Trying to figure it out while scratching her head,
She figures she better go downstairs instead,
She goes down into the diningroom where her sister sits with all her friends.

She feels a tear roll down her face,
as she ran and broke her moms favorite vase,
The cops trying to figure out this case.
They took a step into her room where that gurl had been broken.

Maybe it was her sisters greed, 
or her moms  weed sitting on the table,
That little girl had past unto another round of life,
Her mom knowing, leaving her daughters funeral in strife.

Copyright © Shayla Dendinger

Details | Lyric | |



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.


Copyright © JAY JOHNSON

Details | Free verse | |

Birthday Wish

Spring comes,
Bringing novel flowers
To this multicolored Earth, 
A really wretched place actually,
If you know the awful truth about it

Spring leaves, 
Taking some flowers with it, 
Bestowing freedom 
Upon these fortunate plants

Seventeen springs ago,
An ordinary flower blossomed 
On this cursed land.
The worst of all curses,
Placed on this pitiful plant 
And a fate worse than death

Seasons flew by
And the flower withstood 
The immense force of the elements,
Debilitated by great adversity
Brought by the years 

Now with spring close by, 
If fate shall allow,
Hopefully this spring, 
This dying flower will perish. 
Its roots turned to ashes
And carried by the winds of freedom
To the promised eternal paradise

A garden greets my eyes
With its breath-taking beauty
And my suffering dies

Copyright © Andres Rocha

Details | I do not know? | |


How do you expect me to be less of a pessimist and more of an optimist. When you’re pessimistic about my optimism.

Copyright © Wilindean Inniss

Details | Rhyme | |

Happy Birthday, Matthew

Today is a great man’s birthday
I wish he were here to know
That not a day goes ever by
That I don’t love him so
He means, not meant, the world to me
He’ll always be close by

So, brother, Matthew, in Heaven you are
Happy Birthday, I say, with teary eyes

born 3-5-61
deceased 5-30-93

Copyright © Michael Degenhardt

Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Birthday, Baby

Happy Birthday, baby,
This is the first year you would be
Alive and happy
Dwelling here with me…

I would have taken care of you,
Before your early flight
But on that fridged morn
My daytime gave way to night 

I know that you’re with Jesus now
You’re not the one grieving any more
You have it made better than I could give
On that bright heavenly shore

You have a better birthday gift
Than I could ever give
You are walking now on streets of gold
Forever you will live

Some how that does not change the fact
About how I miss you so
But still I know I love you
This, I wanted you to know

Enjoy your birthday, now my child
Give Jesus a hug for me
Walk with Him, now let me know some how
That you still are thinking of me….

So happy birthday, baby
Though you are not a baby anymore
You have the best present anyone could give
By walking on that golden shore.

Copyright © Brandlynn Young

Details | Rhyme | |

Happy Birthday, Mom

If you hadn't died in March, you would've turned 65 today.
Life hasn't been as good since you passed away.
Everybody who knew you, knew that you were nice.
But I took things for granted and now I'm paying the price.
I thought you'd live for another ten to fifteen years.
It's been tough to accept that you're no longer here.
If you had survived, I was going to take care of you.
I didn't know what I had until I lost it and that is true.
When you celebrated your birthday last year, you were alive and well.
I didn't know how sick you would become, I was unable to tell.
Seeing you suffer during your last days, made my heart break.
Even though you're dead, I still bought you a birthday cake.
I promised that I'd buy you a cake this year and I'm a man of my word.
God is much happier now because you're with him, believe me that's assured.

[Dedicated to Agnes M. Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away March 6, 2013.]

Copyright © randy johnson

Details | Free verse | |

The World Is Ending On Your Birthday

It's your birthday, December twenty first
make a wish
let the candelabras burn an inch
something precious
in the morning, evening kiss
you've always longed for.

Pray beneath the mistletoe, adorned
grab your popcorn
the couch besides the window looks so grand
take a peek
with a smack of lips on buttery fingers, *prang!*
there goes the earthly orb.

Park your derriere mid-chew
the riots, panicked, raving loons
peering out
with that last piece of popcorn in your mouth
hear those shouts

that the world is ending
breathe the fumes
the flames are sending
see the crowds of mental patients cry

the morning after
disaster sends the paranoia hangover *High!*
of a cityscape in shreds

sirens resonating with your bed
a good book to send yourself to dream,
it was your birthday today
and you got to listen to the lunatics scream.

Copyright © Michael Benkhen

Details | Free verse | |

One Last Breath

When you truly know that life is worth living
When you truly feel that love is for giving
To die is a beautiful thing.

When you truly feel that hate is forbidden
When you truly know that death is worth heeding
To try is a beautiful thing.

Fate then becomes no more than a brief sweet moment,
Hanging upon anyone’s stiffened husky throat,
Waiting for our merciful God’s healing,
To release it in: 

Copyright © yasser rhimi

Details | Rhyme | |

The Birthday of Things We Didn't Say

I didn't say, "Don't do it," but I never knew it was on your mind.
I didn't say, "Things will be OK, even though the world is not often kind,"
and I never said, "What's the matter? What has gotten you to feel this way?"
Now you're gone and all I'm left with are the things I didn't say. 
I didn't say, "I'm here for you." I always thought that was understood.
With every thing that we'd been through, 
why wouldn't I be there for you like I should?
I never said life was easy. No one could ever make such a claim.
Now the things we didn't say haunt the better part of our days.
Now mostly sad memories of you remain.
Ironically now I must ask you this and I don't mean it to sound like a joke
but, could it have killed you to take a few more extra moments 
and maybe leave your loved ones a note?
You left too many questions unanswered. You left your loved ones heartbroken, 
lost in total dismay.
Your last day will now and always be remembered as such,
The Birthday of Things We Didn't Say.
My good friend Sonny did not naturally die.
My good friend Sonny committed suicide.
I don't judge such choices made by others anymore.
It's an individual's unalienable right to choose how to exit life's door.
What they don't have the right to do is to leave unfinished business behind.
It's their loved ones who suffer afterward struggling to find peace of mind.
One moment you were with us all and everything seemed fine.
Next you were found hanging from your ceiling wearing a neck tie of twine.
I'm not saying this lightly Sonny, that was no way to say good bye.
It's very sad but true, I rarely have fond memories of you. 
I only remember how you chose to die,
and I'll never stop asking "Why?"

Copyright © SillyBilly theKidster

Details | Rhyme | |


Thinking today what we would have done 
if for a reason that you hadn`t gone
and left your friends and family with a space
in our hearts and lives,it`s etched on our face.

But your qualitys will never ever be forgotten
funny,wit,caring yet missing you rotten
well my friend,although you`re above
i will wrap this off n send it with love.

       R.I.P ANO X

Copyright © Paul Beadnall

Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Birthday Daddy & Papaw

                            If only you was here with us you would 
                         have been 65 today. Things haven't been 
                       the same since you left us on January 12th.
                      But I know you are in God's hands now. And 
                     with Grandma, where you wanted to be since
                                                you lost her.
                       It has ripped my whole world into a million
                     pieces since you left me here all alone. But I
                       Know you will never have to suffer again.
                      Cause you suffered way too long, trying to
                                  hang on to be here for us.
                      I know you wanted me to be strong and not
                       hurt like I have. But Daddy, when you love
                    someone as much as I love you, it's hard not
                       to cry or hurt. I am lost too death without 
                                               you by my side.
                         Even though I didn't always show you or 
                        tell you and we didn't always get along. I
                       wish I could turn back time, so I could let 
                      you know that....I always have been Daddy's
                      Girl and always will be. I love and miss you
                       so....I'm sorry I never got to say Good-Bye
                         or the chance to let you know just how
                      much you meant to me. But I know in my
                        heart you know and in my heart you will
                                                   always be...
                                    We Sure Do Miss You!!!!!

Copyright © Robyn Marshall

Details | Light Poetry | |

A Ripple In Time

Through the eyes of an innocents one lies
In the mental static of one who soon dies
The trauma of all the things experience
He or She needs lots of guidance
Ones hand grasps the air with hope
When the stars tend to elope
The waves of the years start to show
The winds of old start to blow
When the decay becomes part of the world
As the seas team up and swirled
It opens the moments of sadness
Than after it shows the world of happiness

Copyright © Reynaldo Mast

Details | I do not know? | |

Death Distance

A pond is far away from a pond.
A river and a river
The distance between them isn't so fewer.
The distance between an ocean and an ocean is 
like the friendship, not so far-off.
Are we so? Aren’t we?

The Birth, the Death, the Time and the Distance of Life
We don't know them.
There are thousands of identities at the means of our dealings.
Today, Tomorrow and the Past ...
One day, we, all, are picture frames.
But, our memories aren't frames,
They're the imaginary picture lines at the door of our hearts.
‘Love’ & ‘Loving’ are the two words 
They're the dreams of wisdom & accepting.

We've survived, so, we're lived.
We'll have lived, because
We're either someone or somebody of ours.
And, your birthday means to me
I’ll remember you after my Death.   


May 10, 2014

Copyright © Rakib Ruslan

Details | ABC | |

happy birthday nana

nana we miss u so ,still carnt let u go ,in our hearts u will stay ,and happy birthday tonight i pray.that the lord up above will pass on our love .wish you was hear because to us u was so dear ,we miss u so we hope u know .hope u can hear these words as we send them up above to u nana with much love.we think of u as a star anight thinking of ur face that shines so our hearts u will stay so sad u was took away .xxx

Copyright © susan gee

Details | Acrostic | |

Happy Birthday

A birthday present to my Gramps, Hugh McCorkidale Young.

Heaven has a place for you
Unswaying was your faith in such
Goodness always will shine through
Holding on to that has been my crutch

Many others knew you well
Cokey, heard of through the town
Countless tales they had to tell
Of all the men, you held the crown

Real though it is, it's hard to believe
Know as I do the ways of the world
In the fact that you could ever leave
Darkening my mind till my thoughts unfurled

Aloud, I cannot bring to bear
Lonely I must hold my heart
Even by myself I fear
Your absence will tear me apart

Onwards though the world must move
Unendingly your memory will stay
No-one has forgotten you
Gone though you are, you'll never fade.

Copyright © Marchioness Of Mock Turtles

Details | Free verse | |

A Birthday Wish

I miss you more than words can say. I wish you were here today. The laughter and fun that 
we shared. It can never compare. You were my rock, my dad, my friend and this is one of 
the hardest times… knowing you’re so near and yet so far. I want you around to wish you 
happy birthday and sing in off key tones. I think about you every day and hold you closely 
otherwise I couldn’t make it through today.

Copyright © Savannah Sullivan

Details | Rhyme | |

Nancy's Birthday

Today is your birthday many will hold you near 
Instead of celebrating I'm holding back these tears 
I miss you everyday but today it hits me more 
Losing a true friend  someone that I adored 
I wish that you were celebrating surrounded by your kids 
I often feel there pain and know your truly miss 
I guess I'll light a candle and say a special prayer 
I'll think of happy thoughts and times that we have shared 
I want to thank you Nancy for being in my life 
Even though your no longer here I hold you close inside 
Happy Birthday Nancy I yell this out with pride 
For even though your body is gone your spirit never dies  

Copyright © Carmen Castro