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Indelible

I was seventeen, had one year left of high school and a boyfriend I didn't even love.
It was the end of summer, and I was on the verge of a night indelible
because it was incredible for me.

If "tall, dark, and handsome" had a face, it belonged to one who walked
into the store I worked at nightly all alone. He brought with him a smile just for me -
beautiful, magical, seducing. Were he music, he'd have been the warmest song
to ever touch my soul. Perhaps it was the moon, lunacy-inducing, that made me crave
his visits more and more, for he'd come each night into the store, 
his ritual to tease me with his glances; then stand in line with just one purchase,
engaging me with words deliciously belying that he spoke my native tongue. 
Did he know I fairly worshiped him? 
And where was Aphrodite to let her dear Adonis wander free?

I learned eventually he was staying with a brother and soon would be returning to Quebec. 
I do not know, but I can now infer the moon waxed full by the time he asked me out, 
for I had waxed complete in my audacity. Knowing it was his last night in town, 
I closed the store up early and fled with my Prince Charming.
The stuff of poetry that night transpired. . .
fodder for the several poems of romance I've since penned.
Sitting in his car in front of my own house, late at night, into the early morning. . .
The way he gazed into my eyes, teaching me of butterfly kisses 
and his breathing his sweet breath along my ear lobes,
the way our fingers interlaced, the way he caressed the small of my back. . . 
He taught me how small things
can be just as sensuous as that act of love that virgins do not know,
and he branded me with a yearning for a sweet romantic love I'd never felt so strongly,
nor would I ever know again as wonderfully as I was shown that night,
 for others in my life I've kissed, yet barely missed.

My dream love wrote me postcards from Quebec. Then it all died out.
I married. A few years passed; then I got a call from him, completely unexpected!
Somehow he'd tracked me down to my new home. I took the call, 
 as I held my firstborn baby daughter in one arm.
Heart in my throat, I told him it was nice to hear from him, but I was married now.
So though I'll never know what "may have been," I'm still left with the memory
I chose to make with him  that one day of my life, my very best,
because for just one night, I was Cinderella. A prince still holds my slipper,
and infinite romance lives on inside my poems.



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LOVE at FIRST SIGHT

Love was in the air when he laid eyes on her.
Childhood; elementary and even high school with her.
Walking towards her, he greeted her.
Anxiety spiraled as he hugged her.
Conversation grew deeper as he sat with her.
Wanting to get closer because he was falling for her.

Another woman called pausing the time he was having with her.
Knowing he had to answer; he stepped away and spoke to her.
She stated that something wasn't quite right with her.
She said that her stomach had been bothering her.
Now he's thinking back if he came inside her.
Thinking if she lied to him about her tubes being tied within her.

Does he blame himself for listening to her?
Knowing right from wrong and yet he can't blame her.
Does he blame the devil for allowing him to be intimate with her?
Is he not a human that makes mistakes just like her?
Begging God to make a way for him and her.
Asking God to forgive him for committing the sin with her.

God said, "relax my son, you were only dreaming of her."


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To Elizabeth

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I eye'd,
Such seems your beauty still. 
~ William Shakespeare


I have looked into the mirror
Looking for a trace....a trace of my youth
A trace of the girl that I used to be...
Is she there?  Buried deep? Is she still part of me?

Years can't be halted, change can't erase..
And there...in my face, are the lines of experience
Stories and time...I see staring back at me
A part of me wants to grieve for that girl
The girl that I was..   Has she vanished for good?

Oh, I do understand....
That I can't hang on to "then"..
To days long ago, when time was our friend
When summers, together,  seemed never to end
But, then............ , here by chance, we meet up once again.....

Our friendship born in childhood..so young, and carefree
You...with bright eyes, and brown hair that fell long
Around your high cheeks ...and a wide, gamin smile!
You were the one who's light shined so brightly
Who's charm, laugh, and wisdom I fondly admired
A girlhood where we danced together in sweet grass under sunny skies
And under nighttime stadium lights, to the music of the high school band

After years, that have taken us to separate worlds
In my mind, and in my dreams you have always been
The fair maiden, the one who held my hand
Two girls who made promises...who sat in the dark, under a summer sky
And talked of our "somedays", of our future, our hopes
By the light of the moon, we wished upon the stars

Now here in this moment, I have found you again
And here in this moment, I have found "me" again....
I can be that girl again....as we share our history
our moment in the sun, ....I am "her", again!..
I can be that child, I can be fifteen, I can wear a crown, upon a teenaged throne... 
And I can still dance to the sound of the drum, and the tuba,
I can sing football songs, and gossip about the boys, 
   and make fun of the stuck-up girls
     and laugh about the teachers we didn't like, 
                   and about the night of the prom, when I cried in your arms

I can hear Johnny Mathis singing "Misty", and the words will make me weep
       I can hear "Canadian Sunset" as it lulls me off to sleep

Perhaps the stars have faded a bit...but beyond the weary miles
They still shine when I look into your eyes...my dear friend, from the past...
They will shine through the ages.........where a summer will always  last....
         
                      ~                                    ~


For Frank's Contest:


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Death - Reborn - Balassi Stanza

As I take my last breath
The pathway to my death
Is the Arc of a Rainbow

In Darkness, unforeseen 
With a Soul, so unclean
As a Raven’s or a Crow

I can feel this new Life
Sounds of bagpipes and fife
An Eternity, to Grow 

Inspired by Dr. Ram Mehta’s Contest
              “ Balassi Stanza “

Author’s Note : Dr. Ram has Taught me more English
Than my Jr. & Sr. High School Teachers : Combined


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15 and stupid

This poem was inspired by my best friend and her troubles: ) We go out on our first date, We go back to your house, Your parents are asleep, We go to your bedroom, You tell me you love me and that you will take care of me, I wake up thinking of last night your laying next to me holding me, You wake up and look at me and smile, You lean over and kiss me, I feel like you are the best thing to ever happen to me, You are my first love, Little do we know what’s happening, Nine months latter we are parents, We are planning our marriage, Our lives are set in stone now, We are parents at age fifteen, engaged at age fifteen, Life has just left our eyes, Now we are two teens in love living on their own parents disowned them, child with them drop outs of high school and working jobs to survive. What a stupid mistake we made at age fifteen. Under aged sex is not a smart choice unless you want my life….


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DNA

I want to explain
How I feel about you
The thoughts in my head
How my heart feels too

Your mom and I joined
And you were already here
I came onto the scene 
A little late, I fear

Just four months old
When we first met
"Who's this stranger?"
You were thinking, I bet

You woke up crying
And your mom was impressed
For I put you to sleep
Up against my chest

I fell in love with you
And took your mom as my wife
I remember those years 
As the best in my life

Boy, was I jealous 
When you met your "real" dad
I wanted to grab him
And yell at him so bad :)

We are married no more
Your mother and I
When I think about that
Sometimes I still cry

Many years have passed
My how you've grown
You're in high school now
And have your own cell phone

And tho we now live
Two states apart
I love you so much!
With all of my heart!

So remember you this
Miss Ashley Nicole....
You're my pride and joy
You're in my heart and soul

And I don't care 
What people think or say
It matters not to me
Your true DA

With lots of love,
                         Dad


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Pieces of Eternity (Seasons Finale)

Maybe it’s unacceptable 
Live a life capable of a true fable 
True friends never end 
But take you back to where it all began 
But hey misery gave us something to believe in 
Stress became a greater award as we achieved sin 
What could I say? Our savior died on a cross tough as pig skin 
Never once cried over the loss 
Forbidden fruit, Eden garden 
Excuse me, my lord, I beg your pardon 
And so what if these medics carry life in a carton 
But I ain’t trippin 
Simply because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
That’s right until my dying day 
True lost souls from the dark side 
Forever, we as mortals ride 
Peace is nothing, I fend for quiet time 
Rebels in riot lines 
Previous high school graduates 
Symbols of an adjective running toward fate 
True personality suffer the privilege of inmates 
How could you hesitate to ask 
There’s no stranger under this mask 
Lonely and unholy, who’s there to console me? 
I want to get away, forever restless 
You can see my similarities with the ocean 
I’m stress less 
Because this is me until my dying day 
Please stop crying, you know I can’t stay 
I’m going to be the same until my dying day 
Over in that casket is where I’m trying to lay 
My son, my friend 
We are but pieces of eternity 
Mesh on, mesh off 
Even at our best times we’re soft 
Who’s to say I’d regret my decision 
To lead a sinners life without God’s supervision 
On a one man mission 
And I know I don’t come around much 
Got my palms in reality 
Searching for something softer to touch 
Whisper in my ear, death makes me blush 
And Hell only flatters me 
One and one, through matter the winds scatter me 
I ain’t trippin, baby girl get off your knees 
You’re in the arms of a future me 
And I can’t see heaven from a distance 
Fire me over clouds like a piston 
Marching through blood 
But it’s all mud and water to Darkhouse 
Stand still let me mark my spouse 
Live my life as an outcast 
How could you even picture me at my last? 
Dear lord show some mercy on my followers 
Bless those that swallow dust to follow us 
No need to borrow sympathy 
Unforgiving sorrow made my enemies envy me 


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Ghosts of South Dakota part 4

	Of course on this night we are supposed to be asleep so Santa 
could come, but we hadn't been home from Midnight Mass very long, and the 
invigorating cold was not conducive to sleep.  Even the hot chocolate did not do 
much to help sedate the excitement.
	We were hoping for sleds that year.  The snow was perfect for 
sledding especially like we did it.  We tied out sleds on behind the car or pick up 
and were pulled through the hills.  We got our sleds.  My dad and my uncle made 
them for us.
	No television and only in the late years were we allowed to use the 
radio.  Batteries were to expensive for frivolous use.  We spent many hours 
playing cards or games.
	I took time out and went to high school and college and got my 
teaching certificate.
	My aunt taught there only one year after the Federal Government 
turned the schools over to the local government.
	The last time I was back there the out buildings had been moved and 
Indian families were living in them.  The school was dirty and unkept.
	Now the school is gone.  The ancestors who once walked these 
dusty plains are gone.  The Indians who were there when I was a child are gone.
	They are Ghosts.  Ghosts whose faces can be seen in the clouds.  
Ghosts  who still chop wood on those sub zero nights.  And the drums we heard 
in the middle of the nights are still beating.  They beat as strongly as the heart 
beats in a healthy body.  The laughter of the children still echoes under the 
bridge.
	The life blood of a culture, of a nation grows thin.  The Battle of 
Wounded Knee was the last battle to be fought  between the white man and the 
Indian on the northern plains.  It's cries still echo across the land.
	My foot prints in the creek did not last any longer than those they left 
in the dust.  But in my memories, this mile and a half by three quarter mile haven 
still lives.  And will live forever as a piece of unrecorded history.


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Mardi Gras

Mardi Gras

Ever since the flames licked 

my fair pink burning flesh,

nothing in my life has remained the same.



I had to go back in to 

save my little brother Chris. 

 Life without him would kill me, 

besides myself I would forever blame.

 

Even though it’s been ten years, 

my face still feels the pain.



Having to go through high school 

with a scarred face is just lame.



I’ve got the body of a goddess; 

I must admit I’m beautiful from the neck down, 

but the hideous burn scars 

on my face have remained.

 

Months after the accident 

weeks before school started,

a knock at my door came.



An anonymous donor sent a box

 full of beautifully hand decorated

Mardi Gras masks made for only the fairest lady, 

that’s the day I got my new name.

 

Each month a new box of masks 

would arrive and I would wear everyone.

I became known as the royal shapely, disfigured lady. 

Mardi Gras was my fame.

 

One night a mysterious white box appeared, 

inside rested the most unique and intricately 

adorned mask of all.  It was a pure white mask adorned 

with a delicate French ivory lace, fluffy pure white 

dove feathers and shiny white pearls outlined the mask.  

White is normally considered lame 

but this was breathtaking, nothing plain.  



Inside the box was also an

 invitation, asking me to attend 

the prom with "Masked Bandit" Lane.



 I couldn’t believe it! All along it was 

my handsome next door neighbor and

 Chris' best friend, who had been sending 

the ornate masks to me.  He was my hero now, 

my enthusiasm could hardly be tamed..  



Lane had always adored my brother Chris and seemed 

to like me too. I always knew he had 

a crush on me, but I never knew to what extent. 

I rushed over to his house where he was playing 

with my brother Chris a heated basketball game.



I hugged him and told him that 

I would love to go with him to the prom.



Just between you and me, 

Lane and I will always be the 

masked King and Queen of Mardi Gras 

and forever in love we will reign.





 

 


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The Speed of Life

In the childhood home her mother spins her child
Round and round we go happiness seems to overflow
And the childhood  goes by; faster, faster

A growing child with so much energy running and having fun
Careless and free he runs across the yard
He is growing up; faster, faster

Only in middle school and already a rebel
Sticking up for a friend and getting in a fight
He has courage but still he runs; faster, faster

High school has come at last
The odd man out he cries for attention
Into depression he spirals; faster, faster

At the high school prom he meets a girl
The hearts beet together and the music beats in their ears
They are falling madly in love; faster, faster

Barely a year and a kid on the way
To work and back the same routine, every hour, every day
A wedding is coming closer; faster, faster

So far a happy life, and a good career
They buy a home and outside he spins his child
Another childhood is going by; faster, faster

His life was long another one has started from it
But now the ambulance move; faster, faster
And his heartbeat fails; slower, slower


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Silly isn't it

It's silly isn't it?
That I could fall for you so easily
And you not give two shits?
You spoke your drunken words
And admitted to always loving me
It was the best thing I had ever heard. 
When we hung out soon after
And I left you with a kiss
I didn't think the feelings mattered.
But as we spent time apart
I realized it wasn't the same
You had won my heart.
I got drunk and spilled my words
And you said you still felt the same
I was happier than a bird.
We made plan after plan
You always fell through
I felt like a speck of sand.
You told me you were trying to get a girl
I smiled and bared the tears
I had hoped to be the girl.
You soon stopped replying
I started to break down
I was almost done trying.
But no not tonight
I got drunk and spilt more words
I hope I did what's right. 
I thought we were the perfect fit
I fell for you so hard
But, that's silly, isn't it?


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OUR BABY GIRL TURNS 21

OUR BABY GIRL TURNS 21

ON 1ST JULY 1990~ THE ANGELS DID SOMETHING ALMIGHTY
FROM HEAVEN THEY SENT US OUR LIFE-LONG DESIRE-A PRECIOUS DAUGHTER TO LOVE AND ADMIRE.
TRUE TO YOUR NATURE YOU ARRIVED WITHOUT FUSS OR PAIN--THE FIRST TIME OUR EYES MET WE KNEW OUR LIVES WOULD NEVER BE THE SAME

AS A BABY AND TODDLER YOU MADE US SO PROUD
YOUR VERY LONG HAIR, GREEN EYES AND SMILE-
ALL THOSE GOOD LOOKS MADE YOU STAND OUT IN A CROWD
YOU STARTED TALKING EARLY WITH MANY VOICEPRINTS 
YOUR CHARM AND GOOD LOOKS HAVE NOT STOPPED SINCE
YOU LOVED YOUR DOLLS AND PRAMS-- DREAMT OF BEING A “SINGER”
 AND VERY QUICKLY LEARNED HOW TO WRAP YOUR DAD AROUND YOUR LITTLE FINGER
YOUR BIG BROTHER DEVON--BEST FRIEND AND PROTECTER 
MOST OF THE TIME YOU GOT ON PERFECTLY TOGETHER

FROM AN EARLY AGE YOU SHOWED YOUR LOVE OF SWIMMING
AGE TWO AND A HALF YOU WERE ABLE AND WILLING
TO SWIM UNDER WATER AND DO MANY LENGTHS
THIS WAS CLEARLY ONE OF YOUR SPORTING STRENGTHS
AT AGE THREE YOU COULD BARELY WAIT TO START PLAYSCHOOL
“MISS INDEPENDENCE”, WAS YOUR GENERAL RULE
THE SLIDE AND JUNGLE GYM WERE YOUR FAVOURITE SPOTS
 AND TO OUR HORROR YOU WOULD CLIMB RIGHT TO THE TOP!
AT AROUND THIS TIME, YOUR FIRST BOYFRIEND YOU MET-
 HE LIVED NEXT DOOR, AND HIS NAME WAS BRETT

SOON IT WAS TIME FOR  PRE-SCHOOL
YOU LOVED YOUR TEACHER--YOUR NEW FRIENDS WERE COOL
‘SPRING BONNETS’ AND THE END OF YEAR SCHOOL PLAYS
THE TEDDY BEAR CLASS GAVE YOU SOME REAL SPECIAL DAYS
NEXT WAS ‘BIG SCHOOL’ AND YOUR FIRST CLASS
WE WERE SERIOUSLY ANXIOUS BUT FOR YOU JUST ANOTHER ‘MISS INDEPENDENCE’ TASK
LETTERLAND, MATHS AND LEARNING TO READ
YOU EXCELLED AT ALL THAT WITH INCREDIBLE SPEED
YOUR ACHIEVEMENTS CONTINUED THROUGH GRADES 2, 3 AND FOUR
YOUR PLACE IN THE SWIMMING TEAM HELPED YOUR SCHOOL WIN MORE

OUR MOVE TO AUSTRALIA… SAD FAREWELLS TO YOUR FRIENDS AND YOUR PETS 
BUT, GREAT EXCITEMENT YOU FELT AT ADVENTURES TO BE MET
A NEW SCHOOL--“METHODIST LADIES COLLEGE”
NEW FRIENDS--JUMPING A GRADE-- MET WITH SUCH POSITIVE COURAGE
YOU MADE US SO PROUD IN THE WAY YOU ADAPTED
MRS. WILLIAMSON SAID YOU WERE THEIR NEW CLASS ‘ASSETT’
.
THE ‘MR BEE’ SPELLING AWARD AND MANY MERITS LATER 
WE ALL GOT HOMESICK-- BUT YOUR POSITIVE NATURE DID NOT WAVER
THE DECISION WE MADE TO RETURN TO CAPE TOWN 
CAUSED YOU HEARTBROCKEN TEARS AND A PERMANENT FROWN
ONCE AGAIN A SAD FAREWELL TO YOUR NEW FOUND FRIENDS 
RETURNING TO S.A. FOR OLD ONES TO MAKE AMMENDS

IT WASN’T VERY LONG THAT YOU PICKED UP WHERE YOU LEFT OFF AT ALL
 ADDED TO YOUR TALENTS WERE NOW TEAM HOCKEY AND NETBALL

AS YOU APPROACHED THE FIRST OF YOUR TEEN YEARS
WITH YOUR LOOKS AND CHARM, INEVITABLY THE BOYFRIENDS WOULD APPEAR
SHOPPING, MOVIES AND MANY PARTY SLEEP-OVERS
CHOOSING TRUE FRIENDS AND DUMPING THE LOSERS
DANCE SHOWS AND DANCING EXAMS… YOU EXCELLED AT HIP- HOP
 FUN AND OF COURSE THE DESIRE TO SHOP

THE END OF JUNIOR SCHOOL-- THE FINAL ASSEMBLY—AWARDS
TROPHIES FOR SPORTSMANSHIP AND YOUR S.R.C. PRIZE GOT MANY APPLAUDS
SAD FEELINGS AT LEAVING YOUR OLD SCHOOL BEHIND 
EXCITEMENT AT STARTING HIGH SCHOOL WOULD SOON COME TO MIND
NO PROBLEM TO YOU, IT WAS ALL JUST A BREEZE 
AS YEAR BY YEAR YOU CONTINUED TO ACHIEVE
SWIMMING AND ‘A’ TEAM HOCKY MATCHES ON THE ASTRO TURF 
YOU EVEN STARTED TO LEARN HOW TO SURF
FRIDAY AFTERNOON CHRISTIAN MEETINGS AND EVENING CHURCH YOUTH
WE WERE SO HAPPY YOU FOUND GOD AND HIS TRUTH

THE REST OF HIGH SCHOOL PASSED IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE WHILE 
YOUR LIST OF ACHIEVEMENTS REMAINED EXCEPTIONALLY HIGH
YOUR ORGANISATIONAL SKILLS WERE ASTOUNDING
COPING WITH TOUGH SUBJECTS LIKE MATHS, SCIENCE AND ACCOUNTING
IN HOCKEY AND SWIMMING YOU MADE THE TOP TEAMS
NO SURPRISE AT ALL THAT SWIMMING COACHES MOVED IN ON THE SCENE.

THEY CULTIVATED YOUR TALENTS FROM STRENGTH TO STRENGTH
EVERY YOUR NIGHT YOUR PASSION SAW YOU DOING MANY LENGTHS
WEEKENDS OF GALA’S AND NATIONAL SWIMMING
S.A.SHORT COURSE, YOUR P.B’S, AND FAIR SHARE OF WINNING
TOGETHER WE CELEBRATED YOUR PLACE IN   W.P. SCHOOL CHAMPS THAT YEAR 
SO PROUD OF OUR BEAUTIFUL SWIMMER ALWAYS AHEAD OF HER PEERS 
.
FIRST YEAR AT UNIVERSITY YOU BECAME SO INDEPENDENT
 STARTING YOUR STUDIES AS A B.Sc. STUDENT
IT WAS ALSO THE YEAR YOU LEARNED TO DRIVE
GOT YOUR LICENSE—DAD SPOILT YOU—NEW CAR—RESPLENDENT


YOUR FAITH AND TRUST IN THE LORD STILL REMAINS FIRM
AS YOU WALK AND GROW SPIRITUALLY DAILY WITH HIM

SO MUCH HAS CHANGED, AND YET SOME THINGS REMAIN
YOU BEAUTY AND TALENTS SO EASILY MAINTAINED
YOUR  LOVE OF SWIMMING AND OUTSTANDING ACHIEVEMENTS IN WATER
YOU KNOW WE WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR NO. 1 SUPPORTERS
AND NOW YOU ARE 21, SWEETHEART 
YOUR WHOLE LIFE AHEAD OF YOU-- TODAY IS JUST THE START
IT SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY THAT YOU WERE BORN—
OUR DAUGHTER~LOVES BRIGHT SHINING LIGHT~ WE ADORE
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND TALENTED IN EVERY WAY 
WISHING YOU GOD’S RICHEST BLESSINGS ON YOUR SPECIAL DAY
HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY TO OUR BABY GIRL

TO HAVE YOU AS A DAUGHTER HAS BEEN A REAL PLEASURE
-YOU HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL BE OUR MOST BEAUTIFUL TREASURE-

(FOOTNOTE: OUR DAUGHTER WILL BE 23 THIS YEAR, HAS COMPLETED HER BSc. AND HONOURS DEGREE’S IN PHYSIOLOGY AND GENETICS AND NOW DOING HER MASTERS DEGREE IN EXERCISE SCIENCE. SHE IS ALSO A PROFESSIONAL TRIATHLETE—DOING SWIMMING, CYCLING AND RUNNING AS ONE DISCLIPLINE)


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For Always

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

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



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


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These Words To You

A warm tear in my eye
As I just wonder why
Why you had to leave me, fly away far
Now for you, alone, I wish to our star

There's so many love songs
I'll play them all, and think of you
I loved everything you were
Loved everything you do

Rise and shine on another day, with you away
All alone I am now, with nothing much to say
Your face is always in my mind
As I dream of the best I'll ever find

These Words To You, my love
I'll write them in a letter
And seal it with a kiss
In hopes that I'll feel better
To the one I miss

Girls that don't ask for much
Oh how they deserve it all
And as this love was such
She's leading to my fall

Her big beautiful eyes
A bold and loving brown
Still makes my heart fly
But still makes my lips frown

And that dirty golden hair
Always tied neatly back
So smooth and curly and long
Got my heart out of whack

These Words To You, my love
I'll write them in a letter
And seal it with a kiss
In hopes that I'll feel better
To the one I miss


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Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


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I will always have faith in you

 Light my world with fantisies
For there shall be a day in a life 
Where the stars smile so bright 
cause I see your smile 
and I know my day will be all right 

cause your right there next to me 
as I go on my first day of school 
it may not be as easy as I thought it would be but 
I know your right there next to me 
And I smile at the thought of you smiling as I sing this song to you
I've always knew just what to do 

Someday I will be a superstar 
I will give us the life we never had
we will be a happy little family
no matter what I do I will always try 
cause I am not giving up on the lady who gave me life 

Cause your right there next to  me 
As  as I go off to high school 
 It may of got a little better since you been away 
I smile at thought of you looking down at me and saying "im proud of you, im proud of who you became, my sweet little angel 
is growing up" 

I am not letting go of what I used to have 
I am just being happier cuz I know its what you would want for me 

So look back at all we have been threw 
Its your time to shine and give that girl what she derves 
I have grown but she is still so young 
I will be there soon enough 
I only got a few years to go 

So while I am away
Make sure her happiness is still with you 
She  will love you forever just like I do
Cause I see your smile a thousand miles away 
I know we will meet again 
So for now I will remember 
that smile on tuesday night 
tucking me in and telling me "goodnight" 

cause your right there next to me 
as I am coming home
I have my own little family now 
We are coming to visit and say hello to you my dear 
I see that smile as I am driving home 
its been a long time since ive seen your beautiful smile

So dont forget that I love you 
I have always been here to help you understand how a kids heart 
can change so fast whens they have been threw a lot 
Someday they will tell you thank you 
I have a learned alot from you 
I dont know what or who I would be 

So I want you to understand that you dont have to be here for me 
I trust in you 
Like you can never see 
I can hear you saying "I love you" 
I have always had faith in you 
I hope you know you will always be in my heart


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Hello Again

Hello again my impossible girl,
I've been looking for you in this always changing world
and I have you, my impossible girl.
But, is it always what it seems?
Because every now and then I'll think
and every now and then I will dream,
that my impossible girl has found me.
Because even if I have you, will you see me?
I find it harder and harder to concentrate on the future,
when my future doesn't have my impossible girl.
So as every ball of rock and dust enters the earth,
and every birthday candle blown, 
and every night at 11:11, 
I will wish for my impossible girl to finally see me,
her impossible man waiting, 
for his impossible girl.


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This is Me

A little bit of me
Goes a long way
Lucky you get to see today
How this came to be

I grew up sheltered and shy
I don’t know why
I was always quick to cry
Quiet and self-conscious, oh my

Then came along my high school years
I finally broke out of my shell
It was only a matter of time that would tell
How far I put away my old fears

I’m a married mother of two
Who always has something to do
Yet I always make time for you
Forever open to trying things new

Practical jokes and a funny line
My goal to make others happy and smile
Keeping my friends and family on their toes is my style
Occasionally spirited by a glass of wine

My caring and sensitivity side shows
As my open mind and heart always grows
To come to me for anything, everyone knows
Or just to read my words where compassion flows

Best of all is to myself I am true
Learning from the past and things I once knew
Living my life for me in all that I do
So I may love myself and love you too


Details | I do not know? | |

Shortest Love Story

Our elbows collided, 
'cause my desk is wrong-sided.
Made for a lefty, 
When I write
with my right.


Details | Free verse | |

A Rose With A Thorn

Billy Bob had fallen in love

Consuming his entirety

Awakening his heart ached

Asleep his love passed him by

Though yearning he did not reveal

Valentine's Day loomed so near

Dare he reveal his true feelings

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

Was his one recurring mantra

He bought a card and wrote a name

'Stephan I love you, please be mine'

He inserted a deep red rose

inside the card and posted it

He waited on Valentine's Day

His quaking spirits were soaring

He received a card from Stephan

Revealing feelings were mutual

They arranged to meet after school

to Billy Bob's distress and grief

Heard that his love had that day died

from septicaemia  due to

pricking his finger recently

from the thorn of a deep red rose.


Details | Footle | |

First Love,Free Of

*I've read so many amazing poems since my return to Poetry Soup. I've been inspired to try more structured poetry, and explore different types. Here's my first try at a footle.*


Adore
Need more

--Part not
--Heart caught

Time spent
Love lent

--Touch soul
--Feel whole

Wonder lust
No trust.

--Don't go
--Tears flow

You leave
I plead.

--Love lost
--The cost

Awoke
Heart Broke

--I Cry
--Goodbye

First love
Free of.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Protecting Mama

Mama please comfort me I'm your little child.
Please protect me from the dreams I have that are so wild.
Mama thanks for being there when I started first grade.
You were my comfort and stay and came to my aid.
Then there was middle school
You were always there, thanks for being so cool.
Jr. high came and went
without very much of a vent.
Then there was high school and college.
The period when I had ALL the knowledge.
A college grad. you were so proud.
I always could hear you bragging so loud.
Life has a way of passing by
And now mama you are the apple of my eye.
Although ageing you are beautiful still.
And day by day I know you are very real.
You need to spend more time with your little child.
And protect him from the dreams that are so real and wild.
And when you need me oh mama dear,
Know that your child will always be near.


Details | I do not know? | |

From Then To Now

Hand in hand we walked 
together into Reception
Nothing could stop us and 
together we were three
James and I LARP-ed Doctor 
Who for fun
We talked and laughed for 
hours
Because no stress was in our 
way
Anna and I smiled and laughed
And jumped on our bouncy 
castle
With nothing dividing us.

Side by side we walked 
together into Year 6
Some stranger stopped them to 
talk and broken we were alone
James and I talked about 
Doctor Who for fun
And we talked and kissed for 
hours
But misunderstanding broke us 
up
Anna and I still smiled and 
laughed
And joked about our bouncy 
castle
But secondary school was going 
to divide us.

With no one there I walked 
alone into Year 7
And a stranger became my 
friend and together we were 
two
Violet and I both loved Doctor 
Who
And James found Dominic
So James and I talked for mere 
minutes
And school started pulling us 
apart
Anna and I still laughed and 
smiled
Still promising to be friends 
Never letting it divide us

Suffocating and drowning I 
walked into Year 9
Hating how I was and feeling 
alone
Katie and Chloe were so pretty
And Violet so funny and all 
were better than me
James and I hardly talked or 
saw each other
But we still made the most of 
our friendship
As we were like family, stress 
couldn’t break us apart
Anna and I laughed but I did 
not smile genuinely
Because the bouncy castle was 
long gone
And our schools were beginning 
to divide us

Dead yet breathing I stand 
right now
And I hate who am I and every 
single detail
Fights broke us up and pulled 
us apart
So I can feel Katie, Violet and 
Chloe
Falling further out my reach
James moved house to a place 
unknown
And blamed me for never 
talking to him
But really it was because of my 
ex who was a girl
It was for something beyond 
my control
Anna and I were still friends; 
only by a thread
As she did not know about me
And how school broke me apart

So this is me now; I’m all alone
No longer the smiling young girl 
of reception
The only person talking to me 
is me
And the voice in side my head
You see; they all left me and 
always will
So now the only call I answer
Is that of my blades
And the darkness
That is constantly
Pulling me
Down


Details | Rhyme | |

Pole Catching

Sitting there so beautifully-
the one who had stolen my heart from me.
I walked right by to catch his eye,
but caught a pole instead.


Details | Epic | |

Teenage Love 5: College Sweethearts

Once again, love has conquered the lives of all former high school lovebirds. It looks
like that day in and day out, week after week, even in college, both lovers (a young man
and a young woman) still have feelings for each other.  All relationships have now
escalated from high school all the way to college/the university. It seems to everybody
that when one college student falls in love with another college student, it's like love
at first sight for them. And when it comes to serious relationships among young men and
women in college, they must take those types of relationships very seriously, which means
they best not cheat on each other with other people, even if they're as attractive as the
others. For all college sweethearts, there's a lot of things  they can do if they're not
studying for big time exams: there's the movies they can go to, two people can go to the
mall, going out to eat, and stuff. Sometimes most relationships don't last longer, even in
college, but some of them do, eve after college graduation. How amazing is that? and to
make things very interesting, everybody thinks that these two young lovebirds (a man and a
woman) can make it all the way to the altar, especially when their parents think and know
that their offspring will spend the rest of their happy lives with each other. and if
there's going to be another generation of young lovebirds that are in college and all
loving relationships continue to increase, even before the year 2025, then it'll be all
thanks to fate and to God.


Details | Romanticism | |

Circumstances

Each day he sees Ava
He loves her more and more
All he wants is to have her
Kiss Ava, right outside her door

But see it's hard for him to act
He's not sure what to say
All he wants is for Ava to know
He'd love her every day

I only see you a short while 
And I try to fake a smile
But here, there's really for me no chances
I'm a victim of the Circumstances

Yesterday his world fell apart 
When someone claimed Ava as their own
How he'd love to go back to the start
And to Ava his love he'd loan

His heart felt so broken 
Because few words were spoken
He was going to ask Ava to dance
He's a victim of the Circumstances


Details | Free verse | |

Confession

I lost all the color in my face
My throat is closing up
My brain is frozen
My hands are shaking
I'm naseous again
I didn't mean for it to happen
Why in the world did I ever hit send?
Waiting here like a fish on a hook
Reeled close and closer struggling to drift away
The hook is caught on my lip
I can't escape this
I can't breathe
The weight of this is crushing me
It's like carrying the world and the planets on top
Patrick, the name of a saint
Michael the name of an arch angel
Why did you leave me hanging?
Hands are shaking
Mind is frozen
Soul is burning
Mouth is dry
Losing color slowly
Fading away
Preparing for the big bang.
 


Details | Free verse | |

This Feeling

Can you tell when I talk to you
All the secrets I've kept
Can you tell when I talk to you
I'm so under your spell, I've wept
When we talk for hours on end
Do you have any idea what goes through my mind?
Typing and talking
I lose track of time
Sitting in class my minds always on you
Drifting away from reality
and making simulations of what to do
This image in my head won't let me rest
It's been buzzing around since we first met
Spreading throughout my body and infecting my chest
It's warming, it's calming, it's soothing all at once
It's taking my breath away and shutting my mind down
Letting me enjoy a taste of happiness
A taste of happiness is what I've wanted
for years, months and days
Just a simple sip from the cup of that feeling
and
Having someone to talk to
To express my mind to
Gives me hope
It gives me life
It gives me the feeling I'm not dying inside.
I feel saved.
I feel safe.
I feel you.
 


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Reflections at 47

I never saw myself as an old man
Never thought two-thousand would come either
I lived my life not on any one plan
Sweated through high school without a breather

I haven’t the mobility to run
though at times I can walk pretty darn fast
and I am always out getting some sun
I’m glad those days not walking didn’t last

Love I have had a few when does it end
The realities are never the same
So I am marrying my one best friend
I promise you for me this no game

One thing for sure this one is truly real
Her meals more tasty than a Happy Meal


Details | Epic | |

Teenage Love 3

Day in and day out, all teenagers are dedicating their love and lives for each other. This
kind of young love have been with all of the young couples since day one. It seems that
these two people have real feelings for each other. No matter what these teen couples are
going through (good or bad), their love for each other will never be destroyed or worse.
Sometimes most relationships in middle school and high school may last within 24 hours,
but some of them will have lasted more than one day. It also seems to everybody that their
first chance of love really won't be the last, especially when their parents (the moms and
the dads) are happy for their teenage offspring. As a matter fact, the parents will have
known what their lives were like when they were teenagers and they had experienced their
first loving relationships with the others. How romantic and lovely were they? And without
love and if there's no trust and honesty among all teenage lovebirds, how are they going
to have real relationships?


Details | Epitaph | |

My Haunting Mother

“Don’t touch me.” Mother whispers in my ear.
“Be quiet! Hush!  She adds.
“You have performed irresponsibly again.”
“You are grounded until your high school commencement.”
 Mothers’ words sting my heart.
Her presence surrounds me.
Her chilly breath has never been warm.
 Her eyes stab my cheeks.
Where are soft kisses?
She squeezes and drains every once of blood from me.
She haunts me with cold cynical memories.
My mother, still so miserable.
Even in death her misery lives within me.
Please, let go mother.
 Love me.
Wait for me.
I promise, I will love you back.


Details | Prose | |

Here Lies the Problem

Here Lies the Problem I can’t believe it! I did it again! Once more I told the truth! Each and every time I desire to disguise Something that should not be told, I end up in a deep dark hole. This is not a place I wanted to be right now. My vision is restricted to only a frown. From here on out, I swear I’ll be a devout disciple of the deceiving arts. She was my girlfriend, Up until just now. We just broke up. Two years gone down the drain. All because of a stupid claim That turned out to be true. She asked me if I had any clue, Whether or not her dress looked good. My response to her was complete truth, The dress was too long, She was bound to trip, and any guys looking at her would dip their heads to look between her armpits. After that comment, she waved it aside. She decided that it was the best that she could possess. (Though in her defense, she was hard-pressed to find a small enough dress) And who would have guessed, that all the other girls were dressed in their absolute best Form-fitting gowns and floral crowns. She cried aloud in distress and bowed her head to look at her dress. She then turned around and tripped into my arms. In the process, she set off the fire alarm. Mayhem followed shortly after. It turned out to be an utter disaster. Now it is one day that has passed, And she just told me our relation is in the past. I can’t believe that I told her the truth and left. I Didn’t Lie Because it Would Have Hurt More...


Details | Couplet | |

Eyes do Weep

When my son was young and so very, very wild… 
I loved him dearly for he was my child.
But I feared the drugs, alcohol, and friends he did keep.
I knew they would destroy him, as I found my Eyes do weep.

We found a private High school with new peers to seek.
Miraculously, He found his own way back, and to college he did leap.
He chose a college and fraternity far away, as my eyes blurred again.
But the day he was on his own, became the best that’s ever been.

His fraternity became his brothers, and advice they dished out.
Study time became important, with gentlemanly behavior devout.
I’ll thank them each, in the leadership and help they all showed.
I’ll thank my son for growing up, and for becoming who we now know.
Community service brought blood drives, and teaching inner city kids.
They worked on their fraternity house, reclaiming it from the skids.
All parties had designated drivers to take every body home, all right.
They gathered clothes for the homeless to brighten up their life.
They built Homes For Humanity for to work he was never adverse.
Then, to add to the rest, he continued to work to become a nurse. 
He put himself through college working in a hospital and ambulance.
He had learned a reverence for life, happiness, and yes, even patience.
My wild, wild son has found purpose in life and peace at long last.
And again my eyes do weep… This time with love so vast...



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Girl Next Door

Question Have you ever seen a woman you like blush, now that is attractive I never reallie understand woman in till I got out of school It was this one girl that for some reason like natural selection I would just stare at And she would just fall to sleep during class intend of thinking of class I wonder what is she dreaming About I said to myself officially she does not know notice me in the very last day of class and schedule Class she blurt out Louis are coming back and I’m think to myself I’m a senior officially Not but did again she was just a junior how was she to know if she did not ask? All I know I treated the girls I know with respected and gave them candy I do have older sisters you Now and All I know guys hate me and the girls was just mean girls glad school was out Well to my delight and shock and relieve high school being over and life goes on and A few years later I rent an apartment and year or two years later and odds of all odds she move in my Neighborhood and next door (snake eyes) I don’t mean to role play but Think Like A Man If only if it had sequel it was like She was the “Single Mom” and I was “The Momma’s Boy” but to straighten out the facts About a momma’s boy well in my case I know how to Cook, clean, wash, dry, fold and hang clothes all I would need to know is Would you like cream or sugar with your breakfast because I came here sever And yeah I get it and no it is no such thing as a perfect man if it was how would We show growth to age of age of maturity my good mate But to clarify a detouring I could not imagine she was more shy then me First look and words that come to mind is still gorgeous- And one day I was walking back from the mail post and just when she was coming Out I bump into her and ask her how was her day and the impression of words to found Words of her to say was sensation and a vibe when down my spine when she said good and You that’s that’s good real good I’m still question today did she stutter when she said that must been The heat- Then next week her car broke down on her and I said to myself it’s The battery, engine, or the sensor sense it hot outside Then I seen her son couldn’t be no more than the first grade went to the back of the car And try to push the car it was the most hilarious thing I ever seen But it does build character and he does have his basketball I’m sure he will do just fine By the following week she had another car I notice I never seen a father around and I also Notice she work so hard but how would I ever get odds of asking how was your day ever again And I did not want to be one of those guys here now and gone tomorrow I remember when I was her son age that was the last thing I won’t it so I left it alone knowing I would be leaving to finish my degree in a prestigious university (with god blessing) I stay up to break of Dawn With school work and trying being an entrepreneur and looking outside And she would have back light on For whatever reason thinking doesn’t she have to go to work tomorrow But the question I ask in few months if I would have knew the girl next door but I said to myself I only what the best for you and for some reason When I think of woman I think of Lyrics It’s the weekend of the fourth of July and if it has been like any Other year since I started college than the one place I go on Sunday with my Father I’m sure she know where I will be just my way of trying to say hi but this is a New millennium of woman I don’t think the day I bump into her was an innocent and I don’t Think that she kept the back light on for nothing but I bet she know that “love so many people used name in vain for better or worst I still would put you first”, If only if I had knew The Girl Next Door- 7-5-14


Details | Lyric | |

Too Good for Me

She and I went to high school together
We had over four classes together
She was my lab partner and study buddy
She wore sneakers and had golden blond hair

She was so sweet and kindhearted
And she always wore a smile on her face
I immediately fell for her
I wanted to ask her out 

May be to a movie or to go get a cheeseburger
But she was with a guy every time I tried
Plus there was just something about her
That I could not put my finger on

I mean she had it all:
Beauty, intelligence, class,
And she had a great sense of humor
I asked God to make her mine

Every night before I went to sleep
But looking back on her
I realize what it was about her that I could never realize
She was and probably is still too good for me


Details | Free verse | |

A poet after my own heart

Words formed into such beauty
Can so easily take my breath away
Can so easily sweep me off my feet
Can take this heart, break or make it, and bewitch this mind
I'm falling apart to synthetic verse across a digital screen
A poet after my own heart
What I search, what I crave, what I may have found
Knees buckling, teeth chattering
Heart melting like a waxed candel
So easily swept away with the tide of rythmic word
I pour my heart out
To this poet after my own heart
Hiding my real self from everyone else
Decrypting my form for no one else
For this poet after my own heart to understand- maybe see
Decrypting him I find myself reflected in him.
Leaving myself out in the open
For him to take or leave
Still showing this heart in my wrist to no one, only informing the poet of it
Amazed, and lulled to serenity by this poet
I'm quite infactuated and he does not even know it
I'm a simple stalker with her eye on a target
Aiming to hit, shooting to miss
Bone crushing lust for a poet after my own heart
Lust, love
Love, lust
What's the difference at this age?
Dependant on the poet, quiet around him
Lulled into silence by his presceence, put to shyness
Fighting down rolling waves of insecurity in the ocean of my gut
Watching him, stalking him playfully
Gives me the zest
Hiding and trying to avoid from being seen- to avoid his dissapointment
At such a homley form- nothing special, nothing beautiful, nothing divine
Just simply sam, standing before him, before you
Simpley Sam, the simple stalker
I've found you, you've seen me.
Which direction now?
I would sew my lips shut before I ever uttered a word
Of this poem, of my heart, of my feelings
Because I simply cannot take one more let down


Details | Epic | |

Teenage Love 4: High School Sweethearts

Love is in the air for both high school sweethearts (the boyfriends and the girlfriends).
All young relationships have escalated from middle school all the way to high school,
which is called "the final frontier." It seems to everyone that day in and day out after
school is out for the day, these two people still have love for each other. It looks like
that this type of a real relationship will last for a long time, especially when they're
planning on getting married in the near future.  Everybody knows that all teen boys and
teen girls are not to go out on dates until the age of sixteen (16), but when it comes to
both teenagers falling in love with each other, they must take their loving relationships
very seriously, that includes not cheating on each other with the other individuals. It
also seems to all of the young lovebirds in high school that day in and day out, week
after week, these words, "I love you," seem to have a lot of affect on all of those
star-crossed lovers in America and around the world. And when it comes to relationships
among teenagers and a lot of dating on Friday nights and Saturday nights, as well, there's
something for all teen couples to do: going out to eat, going to the movies, going to
school dances (including prom), and that kinda stuff. Their parents are still accepting
the fact that their teen sons and teen daughters, who are about to graduate from high
school soon, are in love with each other, and the moms and the dads should know what their
lives were like when they were in high school and had gone out on their first dates. I
find all real relationships very, very interesting. And if all loving relationships
continue to grow and grow before the year 2017, there's no telling what beautiful thing
might happen for all teen lovebirds next. Let's hope their hearts don't get broken.


Details | Epic | |

Teenage Love 6: The Engagement and The Marriage

Both of the young lovebirds who have been dating since middle school and high school will
have finally made it to the altar, and after a long-term engagement. Both lovebirds are
very excited about getting married. First, these two former teenage lovebirds will have
gotten engaged after a guy, who used to be a teen boy asked a woman, who was a teen girl,
to have married him. And before these two make it to the alter, then both young lovebirds
will have to make it throughout the engagement without ever cheating on each other and
stuff. It seems that a young man and a young woman have dreamed that they'd make it to the
wedding of their awesome dreams, which is now called, "the final frontier;" a famous quote
from "Star Trek." It also seems that once these two lovebirds have tied the knot after
saying the words, "I do," there's no turning back. There's also no way out of the
marriage, unless it ends in a divorce. This fairy tale story now has a happy romantic
ending for this loving couple who met in elementary school, middle school, and/or high
school, and pretty soon, there's going to be a happy ending for all would-be young
lovebirds, too. Everybody's talking about getting married since the day they started going
to school, especially what their dream weddings will have looked like. I find this type of
love very interesting. On top of that and as for this loving married couple who were once
teenagers when they fell in love with each other, they're going to tell each other three
words: "I love you." It also looks like that day in and day out, week after week, and
every day for the rest of their lives, they're going to stand by each other until the day
they pass on. It's just like the saying goes, "love conquers all," which means that all
marital relationships will never be broken. And if this type of love keeps growing and
growing and this ends up in marriage in the near future, these two love birds (a man and a
woman), their friends, and their family members will be ready for it. they'll all be ready
for the future of all lovebirds.


Details | Narrative | |

A Failing Romance (Pt. I)

Memories dance in her head
As she waited for his flight to land
She remembered their first date
The first time they held hands 
The first time they kissed
The first time they said 'I love you'
It was long overdue for her to see him
     (Meanwhile)
He dreaded his flight was going to land
He knew it was wrong 
But he had found someone who he loved dearly
He loved his high school sweetheart
But the new person was everything 
He'd been looking for
They'd spent so much time together 
The past two weeks
     (He gets off the plane...)
She runs to greet him
Only to stop in her tracks 
And see him holding on to another woman
Her first instinct was to cry
But she chose not to jump to conclusions
And run to greet him
Maybe she was just a friend
     (He spots her...)
How am I going to explain this?
She is going to be crushed 
Maybe I can still keep this a secret
But that would only make it worse
Only time will tell
But I love her
But I also love this woman too
What to do, what to do?


TO BE CONTINUED......


Details | Romanticism | |

Lauren

Oh what he'd give 
To be together with Lauren 
To wake up beside her 
Each and every morning

She's a beautiful girl
In every single way
He wonders if they'll ever be one
If he'll see her every day

He thinks about Lauren all through the night
Her face in his mind, burning so bright
There she is again, strolling right through his dreams
Today's the day he'll tell her, or so it seems

If only Lauren knew
Just how much she means to him
That just by seeing her
She sets his heart free...

But I love Lauren too
And my heart feels broken
My eyes, for her, are pouring
Thanks to many words unspoken

Because you see, I am pretty shy
Get nervous when she's around
Only when Lauren kindly greets me
Do I ever make a sound

Yet Lauren has changed me
In love, she made me believe
Her words have saved me
They've brought me to me knees

If only Lauren knew
Just how much she means to me
That just by seeing her
She sets my heart free...

Her heart is so open
And her eyes are so full of life
Oh how we love Lauren so
She'd make a beautiful wife

And oh how we'd love to hold Lauren's hand
And kiss her pretty face
We'd fight to be her man
To caress her in a sweet embrace

If only Lauren knew
Just how much she means to us
That just by seeing her
She sets our hearts free...

Well Lauren's at home now, her love on the shelf
Keeping busy, all by herself
Doing the things that she does
Unaware of the power,
The power of her love


Details | Free verse | |

A crush that confesses love

One lifetime love
You show them no selfish sign
For there always on your mind
They may have been your high school crush
For they always give you a rush
When you might not know they stare into your eyes
When you do something good they might acknowledge you to themselves
Many love to a extent that cannot be bound
It can travel far above
Meaningless to others
But great to the love of one another
They're the ones would holds your heart in there hands
Can make you weak every time they near
A laugh it is they do not know of your love
One day they wil
For that how great love is


Details | Rhyme | |

The Light Inside

I went to church for yet another day
Lit another candle and started to pray
Thirteen years ago she passed away
Our Twentieth anniversary would have been today

I walked back home amongst falling leaves
I should have worn a shirt with longer sleeves
I poured a fresh cup of some hot green tea
Her empty kitchen chair just staring at me

Brought out of my trance by the ringing bell
Who it would be, I couldn’t tell
Probably a solicitor with something to sell
I jumped up thinking, what the hell

She stared at me with a knowing smile
The awkward silence lasting quite a while
Something was familiar about her style
My memory bank shifting through long closed files

“Hello Joe, it’s been a long time
What the years have done to me is an awful crime
I looked you up, I hope you don’t mind
You are not really an easy man to find”

She came in and we caught up on our past
We were high school sweethearts when I saw her last
We went to college down different paths
Too many years ago for me to do the math

It’s hard to start a fire in a worn out heart
The grieving widower is my long played part
She was very patient right from the start
Feelings of grief don’t soon depart

I hope, my love, that you understand
For always and forever I will be your man
But the time has come for me to love again
And I am learning how with a new, old friend

And now she comes to church along with me
Helps me up and down on bended knee
As I still light a candle in memory
With a new light lit inside of me


Details | Rhyme | |

My dream wedding day

Looking at the first blush of the morning,
I know its the perfect day for a wedding.
The big fat white wedding, the dream,
To which every little girl clings.
 
I tell myself as I watch the clouds turn white,
That this is the happiest day of a woman's life,
And that nothing should come in between,
The perfect bride and her groom.
 
I remember those young moments when I used to dream,
Of how our wedding would seem.
It was just like I had imagined,
A pretty day like today.
 
Slipping into my white dress and stilettos,
I think of the way you had proposed.
The way I had always wished for,
A dazzling ring in sparkling champagne.
 
I switch to happier thoughts from our past,
Holding hands, watching stars, laying on the grass.
We were high school sweethearts,
The perfect couple was what they called us.
 
We spent our days sneaking in a few kisses,
We used to pretend to be Mister and Mistress.
We were in love,
The crazy, eternal and rare kind.
 
Memories are shoved as mother comes into the room,
Holding a few red roses in full bloom.
Her eyes are teary and her voice is shaky,
As she whispers that she is proud of me.
 
Tears spill but I smile as I slide into the car,
Remembering the times you'd sing to me with your guitar.
The times you'd reach over and,
Tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear.
 
I laugh silently as I remember on the way to the chapel,
You saying once you were the beast and I, the belle.
You  always bring little candles and gifts,
And laugh as I make my birthday wish.
 
I wonder if you'd be laughing today,
As you cut the wedding cake with the sugar bouquet.
If you'd remember our old ceremonies,
In the event of your new one.
 
I walk through the gates smiling at our old friends,
And take your brother's hand as his arm extends.
He takes me in but lets me go,
As we reach the door to the flowery hall.
 
I peek through the crack to see you there,
At the altar smiling, running a hand through your hair.
I slip in and move to the side,
As the wedding march starts to play.
 
In came the blushing bride, walking gracefully down the aisle,
At her friends and family, she nods and smiles.
As I hold my breath and wipe my eyes,
Our high school love story plays in my head. 
 
I remember the day we promised we'd never part,
Because I would always be the one in your heart.
But your bride and you exchange your vows,
And I find myself repeating them inside.
 
The priest asks you to kiss your bride,
And I quickly slip outside.
Because no matter how alright I say I am,
Letting you go was the hardest thing I had ever done.
 
 
- Miliya Parveen


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From Across The Room

A glance over my computer screen, I see you starring.
You look away as soon as our eyes meet.
You wear that grin upon your face, which I love.
I can't help but blush.
No, you didn't not only catch me looking at you,
you caught me thinking about you.
You must be having the same thoughts.

Our eyes meet again,
but this time neither of us look away.
We just smile, ear to ear.
I say nothing but hold my stare,
finally you move.
I thought it was all over as you walked away...

A hand upon my shoulder,
tan and strong.
It's him, back again.
No, he did not leave me.
He chose to be closer to the twinkle in my eye.

From staring across the room,
to being with each other forever
one high school romance
bound to be more than any other
Now I get to hold his hand, stare into those deep blue eyes
And I get to call him mine.


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Fool for Love

When it comes down to love
There is nothing else I can think of
Than anything else in this world
I wonder what it would be like if I had a girl

Who would care a lot about me
A girl who would be so innocent and carefree
We would both be in love with each other
We would meet each other’s father and mother

We would hang out mostly every day
And eventually love each other in every way
That would be ever known
I would always give her a ride home

I would care for her more than anything
May be in high school I would give her my class ring
So every day I ask the Lord up above
That He continue to make me a fool for love


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Football Burt

So tender in years,
my heart still unhurt,
I remember his name,
sexy football Burt.

All the girls,
would moan, and sigh,
every time,
this hunk passed by.

Not a beauty,
I was tall, and lean,
some called me beanpole,
kids can be so mean.

So unnoticed,
and so very shy,
if a guy spoke to me,
I would nearly die.

My face turned red,
as my heart raced crazy wild,
it happened every time,
a guy would smile.

Then it seemed,
a change came overnight,
my clothes started clinging,
to my curves overnight.

My hair started growing,
and the color changed,
the sunshine had bleached it,
or that was what I claimed.

Enjoying my freshman year
in my mini skirt,
a high school girl,
learning to flirt.

So tender in years,
my heart still unhurt,
I remember his name,
sexy football Burt.






Details | Epic | |

I Have No Life

I have no life. My social status had been destroyed after high school graduation and I've
been depressed since the age of 13. All of my friends have left my life for good. I'm
trying to cope, or better yet, deal with these changes, but I just have mixed feelings
about them. I have no life because I've wasted my time thinking about the past, instead of
looking at the future. Over the years, I've experienced heartbreak, after heartbreak,
after heartbreak. When all of the girls of my dreams have been taken by other guys before
I had a chance to talk to them, I almost lost it. And when I found out that girls my age
had real boyfriends already and/or already married to their husbands with children, I
almost flipped and I cried; like, sobbing; in tears. It's like somebody has stolen someone special from me.
It's also like I matter to no one. And on top of all that, it's like someone took a
butcher knife out of the kitchen, stabbed me right in the abdomen, plunged another butcher
knife right into my chest, and ripped---nay---yanked my heart out; killing me in an
instant. This type of rejection is sad, depressing, and it breaks my heart just thinking
about it. I wish I could go back in time and change everything, but I can't do that.
There's nothing that I can do to change the past; it's already done. This isn't what I had
in mind. Right now, I wish that things were better if I hadn't been rejected one to many
times and I were to walk into someone else's shoes.


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You professed your love

You professed your love....

Sweet, like a rose in a 
blossoming spring,
Warm, like your chestnut eyes 
as you smile,
Entangled with promises,

...but not to me.


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The Heart's desire

A thick flame
Flickering and bold
A Sunday drive
With penetrating charm
A gloomy light bulb
Lone and forgotten
Our passion is aggressive
& with it we are whole
-m.b.


Details | I do not know? | |

in my own tears

ghost from the past 
time is moving so fast 
trembling in my own tears 
trying to fight all my fears
standing in the rain 
felling like I just got hit my a train 
wishing I could turn off my brain 
I have nothing left to gain 
all I fell is pain 
haunted from our memories 
I fell they have become my enemies 
I see you even when I blink 
it really makes a guy think 
what happen to us
I cant believe I mad such a fuss 
I wish I had your trust 
you are still my high school crush 
seeing you still makes me blush 
your better then a royal flush
people think they have what we do 
but know one ever will 
being with you is a thrill
being with you is real 
I wish we where going uphill
you where the only one who could fulfill
four you I would have captured bunker hill
but right now your just a ghost 
haunting me, taunting me, and flaunting in front of me 
how i wish we could still be 


Details | Rhyme | |

Nathan's Song

*Nathan's Song

Nathan loved to be playin' baseball
Talk with his friends everytime they'd call
He would rather be doing for others---any day.
Nathan loved the lake in the Summer,
Skiing in winter--one slope or other.
He was full of life and had an easy goin' way.

Nathan loved to eat Mexican food,
Jelly beans, when he was in the mood.
He would rather wear his flip-flops than shoes--everyday.
Nathan loved dogs and playin' guitar,
All kinds of music--he was a star!
His heart was full of love and he showed it every way.

You were my joy...You were my joy...
You were my joy...You were my boy.

Nathan loved to laugh and be funny,
His impish grin was on the money:
He dressed up like a 'Sugar Daddy' at school that day.
Nathan loved his family and friends
Especially one girl---to the end...
And his death was full of life by what he gave away.

Though he's gone from our presence, he walks with Jesus hand in hand
And now, up in Heaven, Jesus says, "Well Done, Nathan...

You are my joy...You are my joy...
You are my joy...You are my boy."

by Deborah Burch

For: PD's contest of sorrows and make you cry poem

*Note: Nathan was a senior in high school 6 years ago, the son of my BFF. He was killed in a MVA; his girlfriend was driving, ran a stop sign and a tractor trailer truck hit them broadside on Nathan's side of the car. The other 3 in the car lived...as did the driver of the truck...he had just talked to his mom on the cell phone--which was never found...I wrote this as a song and sang it for them as my gift...It doesn't end there:
Nathan was an organ donor. Many lives have been saved because Nathan donated all he had left to give--the gift of life. This year his Mom will get to meet the recipients and they intern meet her...She, with the Red Cross, hold Blood Drives each year in Memory of Nathan: 'One Love Blood Drive'...This poem is dedicated to Nathan, and to the awareness that we can all save lives...
Donate blood...and be an organ donor...be someone's joy. love,deb


Details | Free verse | |

Young Love

I am scared to know you actually cared
To let you in so quickly
I can't help myself
For it has already happened
Scared to believe your words to be true
Excited & giddy
To have found 
An apparent match in you

I didn't want to care for anyone
I wasn't looking for love
But some things can change so quickly
If you're not on the same page
Not feeling the same way
Stop saying things
That lead me to believe differently

I'm scared now to believe
Someone would actually care for me
Saying you will miss me
Do you truly know what that means to me?
You not aware
That I care so much for you already
In such a very short time

Do you feel the way I do?
Hearts connecting in harmony
Or are you playing high school games
If that is true
I want out of your trap
Release me from this trance
I didn't sign up for this

Are you hiding behind a joke?
Teasing
I can't believe you,
Only to have my heart broken
I hide from my feelings
I don't want to admit anything to myself
For if I'm wrong
Only believing in a lie
The pain may already be too strong

I desperately need to know
What is the catch?
Running out of time, to figure it all out
I try to find the disguise 
You're hiding behind

Or do we really have something going
Something special
Uniquely created & Heavenly ordained
Will we even give it time to bloom?
Time to see
What God has in store
In the end
For you & me


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Simple Sam

I'm simply Sam, the simple stalker
Popping sweet tarts like a drug addict pops their pills
I worry too much and often think too into things
I know what's right for you, but have no idea what's good for me
I swallow my words to keep me sane
Chaning myself down to keep me tame
I think outside the box while looking in
Always searching but never finding that someone just for me
Standing outside your class room door
Waiting for you to look up and see
I'm simply Sam, the shy stalker
Following you down a hallway begging you silently to turn around
To look at me, not through me
Begging you to notice me
Hoping you will be the one who falls for me
I'm simply Sam, the silent stalker
I watch you pass by in crowds
Waiting for scenes like on a silver screen
Of fateful occurences- meeting my soulmate
Thinking every person I fall for just may be that someone just for me
I'm simply Sam, the obsessive stalker
Writing poetry in vain
All about you and how I wish it could be
Writing poetry of premeditated heartbreak
A poetic preminition of how it all ends
I'm simply Sam, the poetic stalker
Going out of my way to give you what you want
Spending dollar after dollar just to see you smile
Devoting time, effort, and gut all to see the tiniest upturn of the corner of your mouth
Changing myself to better suit your needs
I'm simply Sam, the romantic stalker
I'll buy you flowers & candy
I'll wrote you multiple page poems
I'll serenade you in deaf tones to the best of my ability
I'm simply Sam, and I'm not a stalker
I'm simply Sam, just misunderstood
I'm simply Sam, who simply needs to be loved
I'm simply Sam, and I'm far from simple. 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

High school romance recipe

1. Measure and pour three cups of lust. 2. One cup of hope. 3. Sprinkle in some fun. 4. Two table spoons of rumors. 5. Half a cup of insecurities. 6. Five drops of stupid ideas. 7. Then stir together and mix in white lies. 8. Bake at 350 degrees for two hours then cool for 30 minutes. 9. Icing with heart brake and you will have a high school romance.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Baby Girl

My Baby Girl


What happen?  I remember that you’d just started walking
and before I knew it, you was talking.
Pre-school, Barbie dolls, bakers ovens, 
And I’ll never forget the Pig tails and everything having to be purple!
Cake decorations and art lessons.
Oh and who could forget those piano sessions.

But now, your toys 
are laptops, cell phones, designer jeans
bubble gum, boots and boys.

What happen to my Baby Girl? 
The only thing that’s the same is that you still love purple.

Now in your teens 
you’ll soon be ready to drive a car
oh,  just look at you... so talented, so tall and beautiful
soon you’ll be done with high school and college, 
I need you to know,  because your so clever
and you can have whatever you endeavor
I see your life going far.

Just be true to yourself and always stay faithful
and remember; I’ll love you forever because your  My Baby Girl!


C. Gill
10-17-2008
Dedicated to Caroline


Details | I do not know? | |

Clash

whimsicle notions by opinion, when cautious views are taken,
knowing underneath really nothing, while putting it to ideas of something,
judgement blasts itself in view, it's almost always a reflection of ourselves...nothing new,
do all these formulated opinions really matter? all forming opinions in our chatter,
does thinking your right humble you? without searching the heart, its a labeled view,
when teasing builds up, it breaks the heart down,
like high school kids picking on the dork in the crowd,
while seeing all the judgement, while it sits in plain view,
while you pray the chains break to see something new,
so does keeping silent seem to be the best option?,
to hide our hearts before the day of judgement?,
sometimes its hard to speak love without taking offense,
to see our hearts behind the intent,
this reflection humbles us, breaks us down,
we fall into HIS arms, its where HIS healing is found.


Details | Romanticism | |

walter its me

i remember me first going to high school i was so lost with low self-esteem.
my first love changed me.
he said i was beautiful inside and out.
them words made me see what i was truly about.
we use to write letters to each other and pass them to each other in the middle of the 
hallways.
out of all the moments i miss in my life it was the high school days.
he was the one who have me my first kiss.
after someone like him pump your head up you move on and him you dismiss.
i never got to tell walter how sorry i was for being a teenager in high school.
deep down i know he knew i wasnt like any other fool.
we would walk in the rain together not caring if we got wet.
because together is all we wanted to be at.
9th grade was when we met.
we was together for 3yrs and than that was that.
after high school for alittle we still kept in touch.
now we loss touch.
i still think of how we would walk high school halls holding hands and how after no matter 
what i put you through you still was my friend.
will i ever see walter again?
he was my first love and for that no one could recover.
he was my heart, my soul.
my first lover.....


Details | Rhyme | |

meaning of love

I thought love was beautiful to i met the man of my dreams.
he who i loved and up went my self-esteem.
through my high school years i really tried to stay like i am now.
like this!
now that my first love gone he who i miss.
Reality is a big step to life.
before you love someone you have to make sure your life is right.
don't ever say you love someone if you don't mean it.
they will hurt you and the love you didn't have you will receive it.


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Father

Father please be there at my first, fifth, tenth, thirteenth, sixteenth, eighteenth, and 
twenty-first birthdays.
Father please come to my first dance performance.
Father please go with Mommy to my first school conference.
Father please don't yell at me when i do wrong.
Father would you please go with me to the Valentine's father daughter dance.
Father i will play sports with you even thought i'm not a boy.
Father please don't worry and ask so many questions all the time.
Father please don't scare away my first date.
Father please still love me when I disobey.
Father together lets go buy my first car.
Father please come to my high school graduation.
Father please help me decide what college i should attend.
Father please help bring me home for the holidays.
Father would you please escort me down the iale.
Father please don't get mad when you have your first grandchild.
Father please enjoy my children even more than you enjoyed me.
Father be there as long as you can to celebrate the good times with me.
Father please still love and remember our lives together, every time i say bye.
Father I promise I will meet you someday in the heavens up high.
Father I give to you the love you always have for me.
Please never forget the times you've shared with me.


Details | Acrostic | |

MY Son Ross

MY Son Ross

My son has a special purpose in life.  I am sure of it.  His life was spared thrice.
Yesterday, he was a babe in arms; the days and years have passed way too fast.
 
Somehow, without permission (lol) the boy turned into a man, a good man.
Only yesterday, he went off to school…we vacationed and camped.  Everywhere!
Next thing I knew, he was graduating from high school and started working.
 
Ross, the baby in the family, is going to join the Air Force in ten days…far away.
My son has optimism and has set career goals; I love Ross and shall miss him terribly.
Soon, his life will change.  I can see him in my minds eye: exercise and more exercise. 
Strong and honorable, my son shall go forth and do some good in the world…love, peace.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 13, 2010

Poetic form: Acrostic

To see my son, Ross, use the following link to go to my Poetry Soup Photo Gallery:  http://
poetrysoup.com/poetry_blog/blog_detail.aspx?BlogID=4830&PoetID=14403


Details | Rhyme | |

Cougar

Tandy was the homecoming queen,
Every boy’s fantasy;
She wed the high school quarterback,
They split at thirty three.

Tandy was still quite beautiful,
And had her choice of men.
But they always disappointed,
It seemed she couldn’t win.

At thirty six she was approached
By several younger men.
They made her feel like she once did,
And wanted to again.

She chose a boy of twenty two
When she was thirty eight,
They rode off into the sunset,
Like a storybook fate.

But time was catching up to her,
And soon she lost her looks.
Her fairytale would take a turn,
Contrary to the books.

At fifty one, she looked her age,
While he looked thirty five.
They stopped going out together,
Their romance lost its drive.

He was in his mid-life crisis,
His youth was all but gone,
With Tandy he just felt older,
It was time to move on.

He wanted to feel young again,
And so, at thirty nine,
He wed a girl of twenty two,
And left Tandy behind.

Tandy died at sixty seven,
With no one at her side.
And when they laid her soul to rest,
No mournful tears were cried.

Her boy had problems of his own
He now looked fifty one,
His wife was young and beautiful,
It felt like a rerun.

She left him for a younger man,
And just tossed him aside.
One drunken night he ate his gun,
Committing suicide.

We fight the ravages of time,
As we cling to our youth,
A cougar in a sea of cubs,
Who cannot face the truth.

For those who can’t accept their fate,
When time begins to groan.
This tale of woe, and tragedy,
Could, one day, be your own.


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Time Will Tell

So you want to be a fireman
So you want to be a cop
I don't know in the end
I was unsure so I stopped
To be so confused it hurts
And I feel way to lost
After high school I'm not sure
So I continued at the cost
Of failing in the end
I just cant bend

So in this miserable existence
I found a shred of light
It was here not in the distance
Because I found something worth a fight
I don't know how i was so blind
You were right there
Always warm and kind
So my heart I'll share

Possibly I'll find
What I want to be
Mabye in time
But yet it really doesn't matter to me
Because i know
That all I want to do
Is to show
That I truly love you


Details | Free verse | |

Senior Year Nightmare

Drooping decorations
and graduation mayhem turned to
tears and depression after
fight with high school steady.
The memory of prom date from hell
will hopefully disappear.
The elaborate hairdo was
furiously brushed out,
and the uncomfortable formal
packed away in the attic to be
given to charity next year.
The sweet whispers of love and 
the notes passed in study hall
behind the back of old Mrs. Jenkins,
the talk of a wedding the following summer,
became heartbreaking memories
when Tiffany Blake came to town.


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First Page Of My Untitled Story

** Summary: A high school boy finds happiness and love in a small, dreary town. Just when it seems like life can't get any better, he discovers that his new love interest may not be telling him everything about herself. As each of her secrets are unveiled, Destery finds himself in a difficult situation that he might not be able to pull himself out of. **

One:

It all started on a bleak, dreary Monday as the hearse slowly made it's way down Weeping Willow Street. Cautiously, it came to a stop in front of Melancholy High. Yes, the school looks exactly as it sounds- Sad. With it's old, deteriorating brick walls and splintery wood desks, MHS looks to be the king of all things pitiful. But as Destery Maddox climbed out of that God-awful car he spotted the one thing that made every guy's time there a little more bearable- Juliette Anderson. She was a dream with long, silky black hair and ice blue eyes that seemed as though they could see straight to your heart. For as long as he could remember, Destery had longed to caress her porcelain-like skin and to feel those soft, rose colored lips against his. Just one glimpse of that girl was enough to make his heart ache like no other. Followed by a heavy sigh, Des started up the crumbling front staircase. Just as he reached the door handle a delicate, almost transparent hand brushed against his. Mesmerized, his gaze ran from that hand up to the smiling face of none other than Juliette. "Hello.", She greeted him. "H-Hi", Des stammered back. Something strange was happening to him. His mouth became dry, Sweat soaked his palms and for not being a man of many words..He was truly at a loss. It was official- His heart was captured. And nothing could break the strong spell of love that was unknowingly cast upon him by that black-haired beauty. Or so it seemed.


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Teenage Love 19: 2010-present

When it comes to young love, it's a beautiful thing for young people from around the world. 
And when it comes to teen boys and teen girls falling in love with each other since the day they 
met, it's like fireworks popping in the sky. Their moms and dads are either happy about it or 
inapproving or whatever. It seems to everybody that most relationships among all teenagers 
might even last to either 72 hours or a lifetime. That's a really long time, but then, if these two 
young lovebirds want to stay together, even until their high school reunions, then that's fine. 
Sometimes love will make young men and/or young women do some silly things or whatever, 
but love doesn't; it's just an emotional feeling for teen boys and teen girls combined. Their 
parents (the moms and the dads) should also know what their lives were like when they were 
teenagers, especially since the day they fell in love with each other. Young love has 
revolutionized the year 2010 and it'll revolutionize the future of all of the would-be teen 
couples. This is starting to get very interesting. It looks like the junior/senior high school years 
will be with all of the wound-be-then teen love birds for the rest of their natural lives. All 
relationships among all young people will not just continue to increase every single day, but no 
matter what the circumstances of young relationships or whaterer, it'll seem that day in and 
day out, all of the young lovers (all teen boys and all teen girls) will always have love for each 
other, and their parents are very happy about it. And if young love continues to grow and grow 
by the time the year 2025 arrives, there's no telling what beautiful thing might happen next.


Details | Rhyme | |

Charlie

Once upon a time
in a town not far away
Lived a teenage boy named Charlie
and a teenage girl named Shea

They met at school through mutual friends
and became friends instantly
They saw each other every day
and started dated regularly

They went out every Friday night
and Saturday afternoon
When Charlie asked Shea to wear his ring
Shea told him “it’s just too soon”

When they went away to college
they agreed to have some fun
And pick up where they left off
when their college days were done

When Charlie went home after school
he thought things would be the same
He went to see Shea at her home
to find out she changed her last name

Charlie was so upset that day
and wanted to forget the pain
Shea was his high school sweetheart
and wanted her to take his name

He went to a bar and drank until
he couldn’t remember a thing
He met a girl named Cassandra
and wanted to have a fling

Cassie never went alone
to a bar until that night
She was trying to forget a boyfriend
after a terrible fight

When Charlie saw Cassie at the bar
she reminded him of Shea
He thought he could get back at her
for hurting him that day

So he asked Cassie out on a date
and thought it wouldn’t last
But found out Cassie was just too sweet
and had a lot of class

They were together for a year
and never had a fight
As Cassie was walking down the isle
Charlie saw a beautiful sight

He never thought of Shea again
or the pain she put him through
But he’d thank her if he saw her now
Cause Charlie’s happy too!

2005 c Bonnie Hicking


Details | Free verse | |

Eden part 1

An angelic figure glides among the damned
One who is not quite angel, yet not quite so much as human
More like something in between the lines of both barely hanging onto the title
With eyes that paralyze, and pierce the very soul
Eyes that can stop the beating of he heart, the breath from ones very chest
That can chill the blood that courses through a delta of veins
Eyeliner charcoal tears from a broken heart cascade down flawless porcelain cheeks
and lips that curve into the perfect heart melting smile
All placed upon a porcelain face of an angel who is not an angel
A damned soul walks among the graced prescence of the angel who is not an angel yet not human
She speaks in empty verses through the ink that flows through the river Styx encased in her very veins
An emptiness on the inside she ignores as the hole grows bigger as days pass
She hovers in a place that is not a place
Drifting in between realities as she pleases, preferring the place that is not a place
Where white roses grow under a bleeding moon that cries out to the shadows
Drifting from there to a false reality
Where friends are not friends
and love is always just out of a finger tip's reach
A reality where people hurt other people, step on them and use them without second thoughts
Victimized, she drowns in her thoughts and sorrow.
She stands alongside listening to the empty shell as it criticizes her once more
Drifting, falling into a catatonic state in a place that is not a place
Grey eyes glazing over at a reflective surface, drowning so far into thought, suffocating...
Filling lungs with thoughts that feel like liquid lead, liquid poison that feeds the soul
A command brings her crashing back, the accident far too tragic to fix 
The empty shell snaps, walks away and continues on her way
Turning the damned, by chance of fate, paralyzed with awe and fear comes face to face with an angel that is not an angel 
Her breath catches, her heart stops, all in a beautiful simultaneous death, that is not exactly a death..
In the prescience of an angel, who's not an angel
You feel at peace for once, like nothing can go wrong.
You feel like there's hope and love that was once so far out of reach encases itself in ones heart.
Their eyes connect, brown to blue
She's frozen there, glued to the spot
Caught in his angelic gaze
she feels safe, at home, at peace
She apologizes quietly, for having disrupted the path of an angel, and slips away
Desperately wishing to turn back and speak more, but far too shy to


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Teenage Love 13: Teen Couples of the 1960s

When it comes to all teenagers (teen boys and teen girls) falling in love with each other
back in the 1960s, it was a beautiful thing. The 1960s were also the decade when the
British Invasion began, especially when the Beatles had made their way to the American
music scene and the Rolling Stones had made their way to the rock and roll music scene in
Hollywood, California. But before the Civil Rights Act and other laws were in effect, all
public places, including the diners, were segregated before being integrated. It seems
that both of the then-young lovebirds really had a great time, especially when they went
to see a movie and stuff. It was the year 1960 until the year 1969, way before the 1980s
were born, even me. Back in the 1960s, before MTV made its TV channel debut, these two
teen lovebirds had gone out to eat at a diner, they went to a drive-in movie, a school
functioning (including the high school dance), anything these two have done on a Saturday
night. Their favorite love songs of all time when a man and a woman were teenage lovers
were "My Girl" by the Temptations, "Do Wah Diddy" by Manfred Mann, "My Boyfriend's Back"
by the Angels, and "Happy Together" by the Turtles. Even when the "World Peace" slogan
began and Woodstock 1969 became the grooviest music festival among all teen couples, it
was a great time for them. And as for the Flower Children, who were teenagers at the time,
it was also love at first sight for them. But now that the 1960s are gone, it'll be a
groovy decade for all of the then-teenage couples will always remember.


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THE DOVE

The dove lit on the ledge outside the lady's room,
Back and forth with pieces of straw we watched him zoom--
For a nest he was building with the help of his mate,
There she would lay her eggs--she couldn't be late.

Tiny babies hatched with great big mouths to feed-
Mom and Dad worked hard to feed their babes on seeds,
The young ones grew up so very, very fast-
To teach them to fly-the time came at last.

Mom and Daddy dove looked at the lady in the bed,
Probably thinking that maybe she needed to be fed-
My patient laughed, for in bird lore she was famed-
She taught in the high school which bore her name.

"They are really so sweet for they are thinking of me"--
She said as a tear dripped down on her knee,
"The babies are flying and leaving the nest,
They now have some free time to get some good rest."

Doves are snow white because they're so pure,
Innocent and trusting, they could  also cure--
Men's bitterness and hatred respond to the "coo",
With musical voices that bring love to us too.


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Memento Amor

Just the other night, I had a dream about you and I 
Redefined love, whenever I look deep into your eyes 
At this point in time, no words could even describe 
The mesmerizing feeling that has engulfed me deep inside 
In this very dream of mine 

So I will try to explain as best as I can to you 
To capture true emotions in a clear view 
Like a camera do, 
As we pan back to Myers Park High School 

Can you see me standing out in the crowd 
Constantly thinking with a lit cigarette 
Contemplating phrases of what to say 
And how I'm feeling toward such a beautiful brunette 

Having every line rehearsed 
I'd say it to you today 
Then you looked into my eyes 
And they all just slipped away 

In class, sitting right next to you 
You asked me why my tongue's so tied 
I've tried to make sense of all these things I feel inside 
I've been searching for the perfect words to say 
Through the eyes, they've been said a thousand times 
But they will mean more today.


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Its that kind of love

I messed around and fell in love, ya'll.  I know what you're thinking too. 
How could someone like me ever fall in love?  I'm just as surprised.  I had 
plenty of friends who fell for "the one" only to see it end miserably, so I had 
lots of examples of why not to take the plunge.  But damn it if love didn't 
come sneaking up on me.  But a pleasant surprise it has been.  But this isn't 
an ordinary love.  
This isn't some high school love. Not a I like you today but who knows how 
I'll feel tomorrow kind of love. Not a you're just the flavor of the month kind 
of love. 
This is an adult kind of love.  A mature kind of love.  A strictly for the grown 
and sexy kind of love. 
This is a I didn't meet the one but instead I met my other half kind of love.  
It's a I didn't know how incomplete I was until she came into my life and 
showed me things about myself I never knew kind of love.  
It's a can't wait to grow old with you kind of love. It's a not just about me 
but now about us kind of love.  It's a whatever I do I do it for you kind of 
love.  
But it's not a perfect love.  It's a work in progress but always on the right 
track kind of love.  It's a sometimes we argue about stupid things but I can't 
ever stay mad at her kind of love.  It's a she never sugarcoats the truth 
because she knows I need to hear it kind of love.  
It's an even if we break up we could never be just friends because you have 
deeply impacted my world that you will always be my best friend kind of 
love.  
This is a complex kind of love but it is mine.  
Damn I messed around and fell in love.


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Remembered Past

Remembered boy along these lines Remembered roughness through our tough times Remembered blue eyes with his laughing look Remembering him reading me like an open book I called him up the other day With so many memories for me to say I haven't spoke to him in over a year And I can't remember from him my last tear Remembered walks and remembered talks Remembering his slyness just like a fox Remembered our high school years with each other Remembering the wrestling-match with me and his brother Remembering old songs he used to dedicate to me Remembering 7 long years of us smoking bomb tree Remembering deep talks and the tears we have shared Somewhere along the lines then were we the cutest pair The pictures taken of him and I Remembering nothing unasked or a why Remembering bus rides down the 38 Remembering his love and never experiencing his hate I remember calling him in front of my fireplace back at home Remembering our plans that were once set in golden stone I remember the years I spent by his side Somehow hasn't completely yet died I remember his smile and his familiar touch Way back when I loved him so much My pureness to him I chose once to give up Back when we were just kids --- just little pups But still throughout high school our love stood proud and tall Taller and taller and taller than the Berlin Wall Now years later he's back to reunite Back as best friends --- never having to fight But with him he's brought a new piece of him For I see Sophie has scored her perfect 10 Back a bit taller and a bit wiser than before Back into my life into my newly-opened doors And it hurts more than it ever has before It hurts over all over again on top of all my past sore To see him with her is a blessing I do confess But our strong past history is being a pest I smile for him, I talk to him, I make him laugh I released his true love from a contradicting, jaded, wrath Back to his arms she is home once again Watching my new best friend score his prize and win I look at him now to the man he's become And give her props because she's truly won To see a smile across his gentle face And to watch him set his everlasting champagne glass on a beautiful lace Would make life worth all of the while And make me happy to see his well-deserved, happy smile


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true love

I thought that there was no such thing as true love. I had been hurt so many times, but you 
make me feel as if I am the queen. I can't get enought of you and I hope you will never 
leave my side. Through thick and thin promise me you will be there. When I need a helping 
hand or when I need to cry on your shoulder. I love you with all my heart and soul and 
always will. Don't throw this heart away, boy because if you do you will end up regretting it. I 
have my fears and worries but I know that you will be there. Holding me all the way keeping 
me sane as I try to finsih high school and this program. Encouragement is all I need. I don't 
have a family well at least I didn't until you came into my life. I want you to be my true love 
my soul mate. Many times I will cry and try to push you away because I won't feel that I am 
worthy of your love. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I love you. I pray 
every night that you won't hurt me like I have been hurt before. I want to be loved for who I 
am and not what I have. Value me like you do for the way I am. It amazes me to find a guy 
who will wait to have sex until I am ready. Most men just want that, but not you all you want 
is me. I love you and don't want you to throw my heart away. It's been hurt too many times 
before and I want to be with you. I will never hurt you for all I have is love for you, so I beg 
you be my true love and don't throw my heart away to the bottomless pit.


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My Mom

She's not rich
  but can have money in her pocket
She's not perfect
  but she doesn't do everything wrong
She doesn't have the best attitude
  but she's not the meanest person you'll contact
She may not be fine to you
  but she's pretty to me
She's not yours
  but she's mine
She's not at the peak of her life
  but she's not at the bottom of the barrel
She might think it's taking too long
  but she knows that God will step in right on time
She may not have many friends
  but Mama Jo and I are numbers 1 and 2
She's not a counselor
  but she gives me advice anytime
She doesn't have a college education
  but she does have her high school diploma
She may not be the smartest person
  but she knows a lot
She's not the Lord and cannot work miracles
  but she's my mom,
She's the best mom
  and no one can do it better.


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HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

Before there was an Adam,
Before there was an Eve,
God looked down into the vastness
"What a waste, I do believe."

Then He created the sun, stars and moon,
Saturn, Mars and Uranus too.
The Universe spread forth it's girth
And He created one more, Earth.

He worked His wonders creating,
A heaven here on Earth,
Filled the skies with soft white clouds,
And the lilting songs of the birds.

God created Adam to share this wealth,
But soon His heart did grieve,
When He noticed how lonesome Adam was
He then created Eve.

Through the years God blessed this species,
With Faith they did prevail,
He gave them Hope to carry on
And Love to show they care.

Once more God blessed a man
With a woman who'd next to him stand,
The day Marietta took Orville's hand,
God smiled down and said, "Amen."

                         Cile Beer

*
This poem was written to celebrate Orville and Marietta
Gallino's last wedding anniversary.  Orville was a noted 
bull rider and bull fighter from the Sand Hills of Nebraska.  
He was very involved with High School Rodeo as well as a rancher.  
He died of a rare disease and we miss him very much.

written 2003


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Loyalty

Someone once told me
No one on this earth is perfect
And I believe it
But loyalty can be perfect
You never played 
Loyalty
You can say unconquered
Real love is immortal
Its eternal
No matter where we could be
Houston, Atlanta, L. A, or Norcross  
With money or without it 
You’re still with me
But you help me assemble 
All kinds of problematical puzzles 
Hoping time will get better 
Like they said 'Until death do you apart” 
I just hope you'll be mine 
Until the end of time

You can take my breath from me
By seeing you by my side
Keeps me well alive 
You made my life into an oasis 
One in a billion 
Mother of my progeny 
Me without you 
Is like body without spirit
I know my home girls
Sometimes worry you
My vision is with you 
Your loyalty makes it not blurry
Your innocence is still strong 
I reminisce on the first time we met
I cancel important family meetings
And I do not care to see 100 missed calls
From the angry siblings 
To stay with you and watch your favorite movie 
Which is the legendary Forrest Gump
You never cared if I was financially stable
2 years with you feels only 2 months

My love for you has no boundaries whatsoever
Where would I be if we didn’t came across? 
I know I wouldn't hold the life that I have
I know I wouldn't finish high school 
I'd probably be with my red crew up to no good
Or still have an intense problematic attitude
Or staying in a deep sleep like my old friends 
Inside my sepulcher with a tombstone
The day that I saw you in the hall way
Was the most beautiful soul I ever saw
You were new to the district strait from Berlin
I taught you English and you taught me German 
You changed my life completely
Made me break up with that green eyed 
And purple colored haired Marry Jane 
Also known as White Widow or White Rhino 
And made me cut all bad influences
Changed my attitude completely
From problematic to only politeness
My parents use to ask 
James is it really you? 
You wanted me just for you    
I call you Loyalty 
When I was lost in this devilish world
You made me get back on the road 
You and I will always make one whole


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thoughts from the past

HAVE YOU EVER LOVED A PERSON
WHO ALWAYS SAYS ON YOUR MIND ?
TODAY I FOUND MYSELF THINKING
OF THE ONE I LEFT BEHIDE..
I NEVER THOUGHT WE'D GO FAR
OR OUR LOVE WOULD EVER LAST
AND NOW I CANT HELP BUT THINK
OF THIS PERSON FROM MY PAST.
HER SWEET SMILE WAS SO HEAVENLY
AND ALWAYS MELTED MY HEART.
AND EYES THAT WHERE SO BEAUTIFUL
THEY COULD REPLACE ALL THE STARS.
A VOICE THAT CAME FROM THE HEAVENS 
SO VERY SOFT AND SO SO SWEET,
THAT JUST MELTED MY HEART
AND MADE IT SKIP A BEAT. 
A TOUCH SO SOFT AND GENTLY
A VERY WARM LOVING EMBRACE
WITH THE HEART OF AN ANGEL
AND A TENDER FLAWLESS FACE
AND THE FIRST TIME THAT SHE KISSED ME
I DID ALL I COULD NOT TO CRY
THE JOY AND HAPPIENESS I FELT
JUST DROVE ME OUT OF MY MIND.
IVE NEVER FELT A KISS SO SWEET
YET SO VERY  STRONG
I COULD KISS THIS LITTLE ANGEL
EVERY DAY AND ALL NITE LONG. 
SO IF YOU EVER FIND YOUR ANGEL
PLEASE DONT EVER LET HER GO
OR YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WONDERING
EVERY DAY AS YOU GROW OLD.
THAT IF YOUR LOVE WAS MEANT TO BE
OR WAS IT JUST A THING
BUT IF I COULD TRUN BACK TIME
I GIVE HER MY HIGH SCHOOL RING.....


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High School Crush

High school crushes are not just emotional feelings; they're blushing, too. If he has a
crush on her, she has a crush on him. And if she has a crush on him, he has a crush on
this girl, too. All teenagers don't even know that they have a crush on either, unless he
and/or she tells him and/or her. Among all high school teenagers, there's a difference
between love and lust, especially when they have daydreams about that individual. I
remember my sophomore year when I had a crush on this girl. Everybody knows that these
crushes will eventually turn to love and most intimate relationships will be unbreakable.
Sometimes crushes don't last for more than 24 hours, but some of them do. And even if he
and she don't get into a relationship after telling each other that they have a crush on
each other, at least they're still friends. That's all that matters. And if these high
school crushes continue to increase, there's no stopping it. I wonder if there's going to
be an intimate relationship for all young couples?


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Secret Love

We always want the one
We can't have, right?

When in grade school
Popular boy, cute and bright

On to high school and
No one I wanted did I land

Then to college men
For several had a yen

Even to this adulthood
Wanted someone I shouldn't 

I would really like to see
Someone who feels the same about me


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As The Old Year Ebbs, Then Dies

As The Old Year Ebbs, Then Dies by Rick Rucker As the Old Year ebbs, then Dies, I can't believe how fast time flies! It seems like only yesterday, That high school came, then passed away. Then college, too, passed in a minute, Sometimes, I feel like I'm still in it. You came too, then you left, Leaving me, of Love, bereft. I know, if You can see, That You are very glad for me! I have welcomed to my Life, The One that says she'll be my Wife, So We can share our Love and Pain, And We can both live again! I know You want the Best for me, And I hope that you can see That, although she's not like You, I can also love her True! From your place in Heaven, looking down, You'll see I no longer wear a Frown! I am happy, so is She, Both ecstatic, actually, You and I will talk, from time to time, Though mostly through my rhyme, So, in closing, let me say, May we both have another Blessed Day!


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My Art

Lying in darkness
losing my mind 
...but still attempting to retrieve it

my sanity
and i lay there with
the straight razor i jacked

from the high school art room
used to make things beautiful
this is my art

hold it to my skin
not too much pressure
not sure i want to regress yet

then decide, who cares?
just a little scratch
if they see, just lie with my eyes to the floor

yes they know they can tell
my eyes dart from floor to ceiling
ultimately telling the truth

and trying to save me
but when the scratches deepen
i can only save me

too deep and too many
they start to add up
the skin is like canvas

this is my art
such beautiful hues of red
and drying almost black

i keep regressing
and breaking promises 
and i still love you

but i love my art


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A Love Lost Through Space And Time

I left everything behind me
Thoughts of a life long ago gone
Left by the edge of an asphalt interstate
A long ago time
Now fading memories
Visions of a long love
The girl I should have married
Shared my life with
Grown old with
Fading in the dense grey fog of time
I can remember her hair
The smell of the shampoo she used
I remember our first kiss
So loving at that high school dance
I remember the first time I told her I loved her
I know why I wanted her in my life
That was so many years ago
Her face
Her eyes
Her lips are fading from my thoughts
I know why I loved her
I know why I still love her
Time and space will not give me another chance
Another chance to regain everything that I lost
She is long gone
And I will never find her again


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Can I Really Give You The World Part 2

Chorus-You said Im always on the road always on the go
Said I need to spend time with you
Instead of making me seem like Im running on the low
You wanna put the ring on my finger and make me your wife
You want me to give you my life
But Can I really give you the world

Verse 1-I can remember very first time we saw each other
Back in high school and we still together
Fell in love with each other 
Looking at you made me reminice on the love we shared
I know that both of us really cared
Come on baby dont talk our love away
Things would get better I even send you letters
Just to let you know im still lovin you
Now you think about that and Im going to let you
Aint nothing gon change without me being here with you
So here I am there you are 
Thats where I want you to stand
By me like we were cause aint nothing going to change

Chorus-You said Im always on the road always on the go
Said I need to spend time with you
Instead of making me seem like Im running on the low
You wanna put the ring on my finger and make me your wife
You want me to give you my life
Look I will just be your wife and live as a family
But I can't really give you the world


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Tears

One tear for him saying he loved her and will be there
One tear for her falling for him and just wanting him near
For him not using a condom..thats one more tear
One tear for each of the 3 months, that passed
One tear from the fear of the pregnancy test she did not pass
One tear for her high school education she watched float away
One tear for her young age of 14 and not knowing any other way
One tear for her suggestion of the situation "getting handled" in a certain way
One tear for his rage as he wanted the baby regardless to stay
One tear for her telling  him that it was the best choice
One tear because he didn't let her exercise pro-choice
One tear for her persuading him and agreeing he'll go
One tear because when that day came, where he was, she didn't know
One tear for the pain she endure all by herself
One tear for the blood that stained her panties when she got home
One tear for he never again called her phone
and shed one more tear because she has to cry all of these tears alone
                                                  -Akiyah Francis

(Dedicated to my best friend and myself for the struggle we both had to endure, at least we
did it together)


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In Loving Memory

She’s looking out the window,
watching the rain fall down,
while all her hopes,
are being drowned,
while her heart,
is being broken.

She takes a deep breath,
and climbs out her window.
She wanders for a little while,
wondering what she’ll find.
Then, she sits,
in the middle of the road,
and gazed into the sky,
and watches the rain fall down on her.

She’s so amazed,
she didn’t see it coming,
a unknown bullet,
went right through her head.
I guess you could say,
it was a last request.

The next day,
three more suicides,
were committed.
But all of them,
left notes drenched in blood,
clutched in their hand,
they read:
“In Loving Memory Of All Those Kids Who Had To Go Through High school With No Friends.”


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She's His

She runs harder, faster, when he's around.
Adrenaline courses through her veins.
The drumming in her ears comes from below,
As the palpatations race with every kiss.
The weight of high school drama is lifted off her shoulders,
The moment his arms close around her.
Her head becomes light as she catches her breath.
She feels as if she is flying and isn't sure if she'll ever land.
She doesn't mind.
Not one bit.
She could fly forever with him by her side.
Brushing her fears away, she silently agrees,
That she's fully his.


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Highschool Crush

Living the college life style, amongst the crowd, I’m too old for a high school crush
Woman of different life style’s, grown and wild, I shouldn’t have a high school crush  

Too much pride, but not enough to hide this high school crush
In twined with mind, but too shy to deny my high school crush

To beautiful to lust, to precious to cuss, but damn I got a high school crush
The Lord must of graced her great angelic face, I see why I got a high school crush  

When I see her in the street my heart skips beat, I’m open cause of high school crush
When we meet smile and greet I think of how I would treat my high school crush

All I do is sit and dream about her being my lovely queen, she’s more than a high school crush
I like her to much to believe, I could show her what I mean, if I talk to my high school crush

I really must be bugging; I’m in need of some womanly loving, but only from my high school crush.
 


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Could Have Been Me

I have two brothers and that is it,
A sister would have made it perfect.
I met this girl and we hung out all the time,
I finally had a sister of mine.
Even though, we didn’t have the same family,
She was as real as a real sister could be.
And I was six years younger than her,
But that didn’t really seem to matter.
I knew her brother and her dad,
When I met her, her mom had just past.
I met her boyfriend and her cousins too,
Her only sister had died at age two.
One thing set her apart from the rest,
She would never settle for less.
She broke up fights and talked things out,
She was a peacemaker without a doubt.
Her brother and dad were in and out of jail,
For drug possession and intent to sell.
She graduated from high school with a 4.0,
And not one college she applied to said no.
There was not one time she didn’t have my back,
Whether for moral support or even an attack.
I remember this one time her and me,
Were riding as passengers and her brother was driving.
They used to let me sit in the front seat,
Because they knew that is where I had wanted to be.
We had just pulled over to get some gas,
She came up to the front seat and put the music on blast.
A song that we liked had just came on,
And we started singing along.
Her brother was inside of the store,
And a car pulled up that she couldn’t ignore.
All of a sudden she jumped on top of me,
I had no idea about what was happening. 
I didn’t know what was going on,
But I could tell something was definitely wrong.
She jumped back and she started to choke,
And I noticed there was blood coming out of her throat.
Her shoulder was the next thing the bullet had hit,
There’s no way my sister can die like this!
Her blood felt warm against my skin,
That’s when I realized what was happenin’.
Her brother barged his way through the car door,
He picked up her body and threw it on the floor.
I could not believe that he just did that,
He didn’t stop or even look back.
He feared about getting locked up at any moment,
Because I found out that he had a warrant.
If he didn’t do that could she have been saved?
We will never know, we had to dig her grave.
I didn’t even go to her funeral,
I mean, I couldn’t because I was feeling too miserable.
I pray for her family, her friends and her soul,
My life, to her I will always owe,
My mind is still in awe you see,
It happened to her, but it could have been me.


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Lost Fight


To the man who was never there
There are moments that can never be relived 
Those are the moments that you’ll never remember 
My first day of school, my first crush, my first date, 
my first prom, and my high school graduation
All of these you’ve missed
And I will always remember that you did 
Tears were happy and sad
The fact that I am always your daughter 
But you have never taken the time to really be my dad
I’ve done everything but I cant anymore
I may be your daughter but
I wont fight for your time or you anymore
My tears are done, my anger finished 
Soon I’ll be married and my last name changed 
Its time that I relinquish and give up a long ago 
Lost Fight


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hindsight


Dad and Scott carry the refrigerator into his dorm room
where mom makes the bed, smoothing the sheets 
and folding hospital corners with motherly precision.
Corey and I sit on the bean bag chair contemplating 
potential line width and dimensions 
of releasing boredom and staying out of the way. 

Dad has tears in his eyes and Corey whispers-
"that refrigerator must be heavy." 

I watch as Scott hugs mom, then dad;
I listen as he tells Corey to practice his soccer skills,
"maybe then you'll beat me next time we play."
Corey heard "maybe then you'll beat me"
while the words that stick with me are 
"next time we play." 

Scott held me long and tight 
like he wanted to tuck this moment away,
or maybe he wanted me to tuck it away.
To a fourteen year old with a high school career 
of invincibility to be felt, four years is infinity.

A boy whoops and pumps his fist from down the hall
as we look and see him waving out a window 
to his parents driving away.
Scott lets me go and gives a sheepish shrug of apology
for his hall mate because we both know,
he feels the same way.

I hold Corey's hand as we walk to the car
because that is what I need to be these next four years.
In the passenger seat my mom holds a box of tissues,
and in the rear-view mirror I can see dad's red eyes.
I put my arm around the back of Corey's seat
and whisper in his ear. 

And now it's me.
I'm gone but I'm not whooping
like the boy on Scott's hall when his parents rolled out,
what noise did he make after a day on his own,
after a week, a month, a year?
I'm on my third year and I'd still take a ride
in my parent's Volkswagon anytime I could,
just to walk through my house barefoot

When Corey looks at me I hope he knows I still think
about that day we became Scott's pen pal
and each others siblings. 
It wasn't about Scott leaving home,
but holding onto the four years that me and Corey 
still had...
so what is it now?


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Widow Maker

              
This letter is to the love of my life.
     My precious sweet angel, my darling little wife.
Darling, I’m writing this to let you know.
      Just six more days then they let me go.
Oh how I long for your tender touch.
      You’re all that I think of I love you so much.
This place is getting so bizarre and out of control.
       Some of these people I wonder if they even have a soul.
Six more days and I won’t look back.
      Carlos, the one in the picture I sent was killed in last nights attack.
Well we fought them back they didn’t have a chance.
      But we have to stay ready, you never know they may try to advance.
Oh and you remember Bobby Rodgers, my high school friend.
      Two miles back down the road , Bobby met his end.
Sugar I’m sorry I shouldn’t be telling you all this stuff.
     It’s just that I’m so lonely and I’ve had more than enough.
Just six more days and I’ll be coming home to you.
    To restart our life and make itzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

This was the letter she received two days before his body was brought home, 
back to friendly shores. 
    Said he was shot by a sniper right out front of headquarters doors.
They said he was going to be mustered out that night.
    And he wanted to surprise his wife and he didn’t tell her of the good news in 
this final write.
Another widow was made by this awful war.
    I just hope it wasn’t for oil, cause if it was I’ll park my stinkin car.


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Not again

Once before I tired giving you my heart
you threw it out the window 
and I barely came back 
from the fall 
now your back again
you say you wanna try again
giving me chills just like use to
don't think you can reel me back again
cause I will never forget what you did

And no matter how much you try
 to convince me that you've change
your ways 
my heart won't easily rearrange 
I can't accommodate you again 
 I'm not the one this time   
your saying all the right things
but this time I can see
passed the facade 
you know how to make me 
want you baby
I'm not gonna lie
but baby at what price?

There will be no rerun of the past
I won't start catching feelings
knowing this won't last
Are we back in high school again damn  
Please don't give me no crap about you missing me
I'm tired of all the lies and the hurt
why don't you see 
I won't be the one
losing sleep at night
crying to my friends 
telling them what you did again
it won't be me 
not this time baby

We can have our fun 
eat the cake too 
but you won't see me falling again
not over you
I won't try being more than friends again
even though this is tempting 
I can't put my self in this position
not again
not again 


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Still Standing

Here we stand after 4 years,
After all the tears,
Nobody would have guessed we would be together this long,
We have both done some things wrong,
But yet we fight and have stood strong.

It's been a long ride,
Where we both cried,
Nobody said it would be easy,
But you have stood by me even if my joke's were cheesy.

Sometimes I say things I don't mean,
Sometimes I act like I'm only fifteen,
But I just want you to know you'll always be my queen.

Who says high school romances don't last?
Who says high school romances are a thing of the past?

Next year will be our fifth anniversary,
I'm sure it wont be our last,
Who knows how we will be next year,
But I know one thing,
My love for you will never disappear.

We have so many more memories to make,
So that one day maybe we can tell our kids of them,
We have had our rough days and our great days,
You make me fall in love with you in so many different ways.

Here's where I end this poem,
Here's where we begin another year of our relationship,
Here's where we make more memories for us to talk about when were older,
Here's to more of these wonderful days,
Here's to me loving you in so many ways.


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Questions Unanswered

Sometimes, I wonder what I could have changed
Sometimes, I wonder if all my hopes and dreams were hanged 
I know I could never please him 
See, there was my dad and then there was Jim

I worked and sweat and tired
I worked two jobs in high school and didn't get fired
I got straight A's and was a mechanic he made
As a child we were close, as I grew our relationship fade

I would ask what I could have done more
I would ask why all the put downs, what were they for
I would ask how come he didn't love me,
How come everything I did was never good enough for he

See, its too late now, we walked away
I refused to see things his way
He refused to see things mine
I guess everything will be fine

He is my father, but I just can't  care
he has done to much for me, anymore, to bare
He chose to miss the rest of my life
Little does he know, two grandchildren, he will never put in the same strife




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Picking Heartstrings

There are people out there wishing that they had a life like mine
And I can't say I don't blame them much it's really kind of fine
I've got a loving woman and three daughters I love too
And a homestead bought and paid for that's kind of well to do

The last cat's living loving with her royalty and power 
And the humming birds are fat and full  of sugar and of flowers
The gardens are well tended and the harvest has begun
And although I'm busy mowing even that is kind of fun

I'm stuck in satisfaction caught in  tranquility 
Tied down to what and who I love for all eternity
Freedom's a forgotten word I've had it for so long
That's why I pick these heart strings and why I wrote this song

I dreamed of this in high school that's where I met my bride
And I wed  her in Hawaii with a head filled up with pride
It's been a while of wonder a rat race and a ride
But we've won it all together though there were some times we cried

So there's people out there wishing that they had a life like mine
They should take a look at what they have I did and it feels fine
Oh we ain't rich in money and none too rich in fame
But we're mighty rich in lovin and that's the whole darn game


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Could Have Been Me

I have two brothers and that is it,
A sister would have made it perfect.
I met this girl and we hung out all the time,
I finally had a sister of mine.
Even though, we didn’t have the same family,
She was as real as a real sister could be.
And I was six years younger than her,
But that didn’t really seem to matter.
I knew her brother and her dad,
When I met her, her mom had just past.
I met her boyfriend and her cousins too,
Her only sister had died at age two.
One thing set her apart from the rest,
She would never settle for less.
She broke up fights and talked things out,
She was a peacemaker without a doubt.
Her brother and dad were in and out of jail,
For drug possession and intent to sell.
She graduated from high school with a 4.0,
And not one college she applied to said no.
There was not one time she didn’t have my back,
Whether for moral support or even an attack.
I remember this one time her and me,
Were riding as passengers and her brother was driving.
They used to let me sit in the front seat,
Because they knew that is where I had wanted to be.
We had just pulled over to get some gas,
She came up to the front seat and put the music on blast.
A song that we liked had jus came on,
And we started singing along.
Her brother was inside of the store,
And a car pulled up that she couldn’t ignore.
All of a sudden she jumped on top of me,
I had no idea about what was happening. 
I didn’t know what was going on,
But I could tell something was definitely wrong.
She jumped back and she started to choke,
And I noticed there was blood coming out of her throat.
Her shoulder was the next thing the bullet had hit,
There’s no way my sister can die like this!
Her blood felt warm against my skin,
That’s when I realized what was happenin’.
Her brother barged his way through the car door,
He picked up her body and threw it on the floor.
I could not believe that he just did that,
He didn’t stop or even look back.
He feared about getting locked up at any moment,
Because I found out that he had a warrant.
If he didn’t do that could she have been saved?
We will never know, we had to dig her grave.
I didn’t even go to her funeral,
I mean, I couldn’t because I was feeling too miserable.
I pray for her family, her friends and her soul,
My life, to her I will always owe,
My mind is still in awe you see,
It happened to her, but it could have been me.


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Narrowing down my options

   I had about 4 candidates for my next boy friend. One was an old crush that I could never 
forget. I haven't seen him since Junior high school but his memory still sticks in my mind. He 
isn't really a candidate just a maybe. A maybe that sometime in the future we will cross paths 
again. 

My next candidate he was a real looker. The type of guy that had woman kneeling down and 
bowing because of his suaveness. A player for real could break my heart into two but for some 
reason that makes him all the more appealing. 

Another candidate well he was younger than me, had that same quietness about him with the 
sexiness mixed in it. I catch him eyeing me from across the room sometimes and even though 
he is younger he seems old. Maybe experienced or just wise.

My next candidate well he's older than me and has a job and is going to college he is doing his 
thing. He knows just how to make me smile and his sexiness is just on a whole another level. 
Our connection is not just physical it's something mental.  

        As I look at all may candidates I can't help but laugh. The choice should be really simple but 
than again it's not. How am I going to possibly figure out which one is for me and which ones I 
can discard.


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Afraid to see

There she is doing that again
Ah getting high never mends 
It's all in the mind yet the mind
is currently twisted.
Suddenly it's becoming 
way too routine to her.
It's like drinking orange 
juice with your eggs and bacon.
Except she's frying out 
her brain cells. 
I worry sometimes about 
her well being. 
You see the guys that 
she lights up with 
are less than trustworthy
and they definitely want 
what's under her jeans. 
She's my best friend 
and I love her to death.
Yet I have to ignore 
the fact that she's so distant 
her getting high isn't 
at all consistent 
She's not an addict by any means
If you ever met her in person 
you'd be completely fooled 
by this pretty, nice, high school salutatorian
who is currently getting excellent grades in college
I pray with each high that it won't change 
any of the sober things that I love about her
Sometimes it's just afraid to see 
The only true friend I know fade away
when she gets blown.