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Details | Narrative | |

Granny Panty Annie, the Tranny

Lemme tell ya' about a
*ding-bat skit-zo 
bee-hotch* tranny
named Annie...

I met her one night 
under disco lights 
up at Candies

She was 
starin' at me
grittin' her teeth
aimin' ta' see 
if I wanted a piece
of he 
OR
of she 
by way of flashin' granny panties

She was
shootin' pool
actin' a fool
so I 
took a shot
and one tiny glance 
but got caught

So I
lit up a smoke
and tried to play it off cool
but it was too late
she had pulled up a stool

She slurred,
"Hey young felluh, where ya' been all my life!"

I replied, 
"Sorry to burst yir' bubble, but I got a wife!"

"That don't matter kid, what she don't know won't hurt the girl" 
as she fisted my collar and yelled, "I'LL ROCK YIR' WORLD! Annie the Tranny is what they call me. Bet you been wanted ta' bone me since you first saw me!"

Fear and frustration danced on my face
I begged the bouncer to 
"Get this he/she outta the place!"

My pleas were to no avail, 
and that sea donkey lurked hot on my trail
flailin' it's arms and grindin' bar stools with it's tail

Speakin' of tails...
a shiny blue wale tail crept up her back
Her jeans were mean, but couldn't hold her underwear's elastic slack
but at least it beat feastin' eyes upon her crack
then she... 
wrapped her grimy hands around my neck and asked, 
"You n' me, boy, what the heck!?!"

I screamed,
"Look here lady, you seem real nice for a tranny;
but...
ya' see...
ya' need 
to hit the bricks,
you
and yir' Granny Panties!"

At that point the joint started to really heat up
people were glarin' like they really wanted me beat up
I can't recall how the hell I got out of there 
alive and free
it was like a big manly freight train
headin' dead at me

I'm pretty sure I owe the good Lord a big favor
that beast was the devil
and Jesus was my Savior!

It's a night I thought would never end... 
the night at Candies Bar n' Grill
Granny Panty Annie got a thrill 
tryin' to make me her sexy friend!!!




Details | Limerick | |

Viagra Falls

There once was a man from Niagara
whose wiener's so long it would stab ya'

but when it got little 
his pills became skittles   
until he O.D.'d on Viagra

© ~JSLambert  2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!


Details | Free verse | |

Since First I Saw You

Since first I saw you, it was your eyes,
mesmerizing, your gaze transporting
me to a realm, not of fantasy, real,
where young men go when cupid’s
arrow takes root.

Since first I saw you, it was your lips,
captivating, holding me frozen 
in anticipation of our lips brushing
for the first time.

Since first I saw you, it was your voice,
a crescendo, light, invigorating, 
each word you speak intensifies 
my hearing, enveloping each
note, time ceases as I hang motionless
savoring, memorizing.

Since first I saw you, it was your hair,
long, flowing, gently rising above
your shoulders as a slight breeze
passes through sending waves
of your essence my way. 
The sun magnifying each strand, 
highlighting the minute
variances of invigorating color, 
creating a halo effect, a portrait of
your beauty forever imprinted.

Since first I saw you, It was you,
my love forever more for you,
only you.


Details | Free verse | |

For One Day

If I had only one day left with you,
I would ask that day be in God's own time,
one day, a lifetime, every moment
an expression of love,
every hour a new adventure.

twenty four hours to slowly pass
with you at my side,
a never-ending dream,
always giving thanks,
one day left with you, 

would be eternity.

 


Details | Rhyme | |

The True Love of a Man

When I was just a little girl, I dreamed I’d meet a knight. He’d proudly wear his shining armor, and guard me day and night. I kept on dreaming half my life and searched as I grew. Until I found my knight one day, I found my knight in you! Before our paths crossed that day, my struggles had been great. But when I laid my eyes upon you, I thought it must be fate. You gently got to know me and embraced me as a friend. And as our friendship grew in time, we knew it wouldn’t end. As our lives were set in motion, we climbed mountains and sailed seas. And as we’ve shared our lives together, we’ve blended with such ease. Our friendship grew as years passed by into such an enduring love. This thing we have together now was blessed from God above! I know we both have said it. We feel it in our souls. We’ve devoted our lives to each other, and together we’ll grow old. The love we share is very rare, and should be held with high esteem. For some may only find this kind, only in their dreams. This is what God planned for us, to live here on this land. To be the best we both can be, walking through it hand in hand. Even when our roads seem rough, we must have a faith that lasts. We’ll smile as we share many today’s, and reflect gladly on our past. I hope I’ve touched your life my love, as much as you’ve touched mine. For this is the love I’ve always dreamed of, a love both gentle and kind. I believe we meet our “soul mate” only once in our lives. This blessing from God has come to us, I’m proud to be your wife. With all this said my poem will end. A poem for my love, who is also my friend! I want to thank you with all that I am, For showing me Darling, the true love of a man!
With all my love, Michelle Merry Christmas – December 2006©


Details | Free verse | |

A Forever Promise

Anxiously the bachelor dreams 
Of a lifelong commitment
From the insidious bachelorlette, 
He proposed marriage tenderly 
Could I count on you ~
To forsake all others said she, 
He vows to do so forever, 
If she were to love, honor 
And be the best bride ever. 
They agree thus bonding 
In holy matrimony 
Husband and wife 
Were then introduced --Mr. and Mrs. 
After which family, guests 
And wedding party joined
Too, celebrate the start of 
their forever promise
Many blessings 



Adell Foster©2009 Adell1


Details | Verse | |

Secretly Obsessed

Obsessed with the thought of you
wondering if it's only me or
if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said
and if you meant them how I took them
or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head

Obsessed with your very sentences
Every response I take personal
I know it's selfishness
Have you not noticed my eyes?
They hold secrets that only you can unlock
if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride
It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust
and other things I obsess over so much

I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created
where only you and I reside
I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I 
try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I
begin to cry and
think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair
I know it's unfair
but I don't care

I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us
I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that 
I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos 
and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust
Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust 
If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips,
I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip
I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have
Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....






Details | Quatrain | |

Average Age 19

Once again, the powers that must
In rise again in what we trust
An overseas conflict, another war
Just what in the hell are we fighting for

Families are asking, Korea has just passed
Generations again reft, how long will it last
A country in need, to rebuild again
Flags at half mast, in wind and rain strain

Once again into war, sent by the Washington Post
To send back reports to hit home the most
Military observers were the first to be sent in
Another chapter of man entering existing sin

I'm witnessing our ariel power, Lam Son 719
US planners determine their incursion, saying all will be fine
Along the Mekong River, we'll carpet bomb their supply trail
Tons of munitions and napalm, this spread surely cannot fail

Many sorties are being flown, for the wounded and the dead
Whilst Nixon and his cronies, aren't thinking with their heads
The news of losses has reached me, nineteen have been killed
Eleven missing, fifty nine wounded, more American blood spilled

Seven fixed wing aircraft, more sons in action loss
Whilst back at home more protests, fading the dyeing's gloss
To to this job that I do, I was never prepared for this
To witness such bloody scenes, and ignore that life is bliss

How can I write about a soldier, whose name I'll never know
Killed at nineteen years old, his family he'll never see grow
Or even explain to his parents, when carried from the AH-1
His body bullet riddled and limp, when lifted it bloodily run

I never went back to the theatre, called the Vietnam War
Having witnessed the wanton killing, what were we fighting for
This colonial conflict that started, us on the side of France
So many came back as strangers, many to live in trance





James Fraser's entry into the contest " WORLD OF WAR: VIETNAM "



Details | Couplet | |

Marble in Columns on Green

On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute

For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes

A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken

So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife

On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys

For the living, life goes on 
Tomorrow is another day


Details | Rhyme | |

How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love

How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love?

How can we hurt the very ones that we love?
How can we easily neglect our God above?

It seems like I often heard about many victims
Many times, it’s from a loved one who’s been with them!

The hate and the anger that boils from deep within.
Often “boils over” toward our family and friends.

It’s the love of Christ that we need to find!
His love can totally cleanse our life and mind!

The hearts of many families are bruised and broken.
By the harshness of many of the words spoken.

If we would allow Jesus to rule and reign.
We’d have little reason to murmur or complain.

If we would yield our lives to the master’s will…
The emptiness and brokenness, he shall fulfill!

If we could allow ourselves to sit at Jesus’ feet…
He can make any family totally complete!

If we could just listen to what Christ has to say.
His words of life would brighten our day!

As a family…  Won’t you give HIM a chance?
And allow his love to change your circumstance!

Won’t you allow his spirit to bind you together?
You can experience his peace today and forever!

He can change your family throughout!
This is his will and what God is all about!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Trust, Is A Bridge ... '

Trust, Was A Bridge, Between Us
Now, Blown To Bits and Dust !
Scattered Upon Waters of Fear
Too Far Down, To Bring Near

Trust, Was The Bridge, Between Us
Tottering and Unsafe, Due To Rust
Its Base, Was Sinking and Cracked
Cables Snapped, No Getting Back !

Trust, Was A Bridge, Between Us
Used To Stand-Up To Raging Gusts !
We Could Cross Over To Either Side
Hold Onto The Girders … And Stride

Trust, Was The Bridge, Between Us
Repairing It Now … Is A Bust !
So, Can This RelationShip, Sail To Both Shoals
Build A New Bridge, With A Higher Toll ?

… Trust … Is A Bridge, Between Us
Guard It Well … This Time, Is A Must …


Details | I do not know? | |

Today Is Terrible----

The cracked spine of
the book I dropped
at the call.
A chip in my
windshield left by a
pompous *?#@! in a
red sports car as I
drive to the
service.
Rain expectorating
from an ashen sky as
the dirt is turned.
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
crack in grandma’s
spine from her fall
down the stairs.
The chip in her
amazingly smart mind
after eighteen years
as a teacher.
Tears running,
dripping from my
Mothers ashen face
as she cries “My
mama’s dead.”
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
cracked family
emotions left raw
and empty.
The chip in Grandpas
numb mind at the
gathering… “Where is
Irene she should be
here?”
Faces gone ashen
with dread, do we
leave him numb or
remind him that his
wife is dead?
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
empty silences,
missing the jokes
Grandma used to
crack.
Grandma’s laugh and
her endless smile
which always exposed
that tooth with the
chip in it.
Without her the
world has become
empty, bleak, and
ashen.
Today is terrible.

                   
                   
                   
          Summer
Gratias


Details | Rhyme | |

holokauston Page 1 of 2

Around that table, picture the scene
Self appointed leaders if you know what I mean
What were the topics on the Agenda that day
The Jewish race is about to pay

Who gave the right for this decision that's made
Who has the right to cleanse and degrade
To decide who lived, to decide who dies
Another chapter, I still wonder why

They came in the day they came in the night
Women and children pulled out of sight
Herded aboard like cattle and sheep
Many a family awoke from their sleep

Dazed and confused as they are taken away
Where will they be at the end of the day
From their warm houses and their warm beds
What must be going through their heads

As they travel through days and through the night
Up ahead, they see lots of lights
They depart the trucks and board the train
Their faces scared under the strain

Asking questions from family and others
Generations, sisters and brothers
Why are we here, where are we going
Windowless carriages with no way of knowing

We come to a stop, soldiers aplenty
Towers and wire, topped with sentries
What can this place be they have taken us to
As we head to large gates as they shuffle us through

Families separated, herded in file
Women and children, not one did smile
Taken to rooms where our heads were shaved
Is this the way humans behaved

Clothes discarded, as we enter the shower
No signs of water no signs of power
Doors slammed as we are all crammed in
History will recall this evil of sins

As we stand in the dark, chanting Jewish faith
Can hear the voices can't see the face
Noises above, do the showers start
The event has begun that tells us Humans apart

Questions and sighs, as walled vents show daylight
Some thing is falling then their slammed tight
A strange aroma starts to fill the air
As all around are screams of despair

Twenty minutes have passed and the quietness is rife
Two thousand people, two thousand lives
Pellets called HCN, or Hydrogen Cyanide
Contribute to this Genocide


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


Details | Light Poetry | |

Egg-stravaganza Of Emotions

Your love scrambled my heart as if it were a three egg omelet
  
 Breaking the shell of my soul till it crumbled 
  
 I am trying so hard just to forget 
 
 My inner self tumbled, bumbled 
 
 I felt shuffled 
  
 I feel ruffled 
  
 I would rather baste than forget 
  
 Or fry if our times you regret 
  
 My love muffled 
 
 My emotions coupled 
  
 Left with no appeal 
  
 Spending time, letting my soul heal 


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Boot-Legged Mama '

Mama and Daddy was always Love-Dovey
She is His Sweetheart – He is Her Honey
First Love… Real Love  -  Forever True
Pa… I Pray to find A Man Like You…

Daddy Laughed and Put His Arm Round My Shoulder
And Said, “I’ll Tell You Somethin’, Now You’re Older
It’s got to do with Your Mother’s Fame
And Why I gave Her, The Nickname…

               … Boot-Legged Mama

                  Boot-Legged Mama
Blue-jean Shorts and Vintage Tony Lama
Walked thru the Door… of A Liquor Store
… Packaged so Pretty… Pa Just had to Pour

               … Boot-Legged Mama

Ma… Was there, to get 6-packs for A Party…
Pa… Was there, ‘cause of a Taste for Bacardi
He took One Look and Knew He Couldn’t Waste Her
Pa… Gave-up ‘Drank’… Just so He Could Chase her !

Dad, Said, ‘He’d Drowned in Dark-Eyes and Sweet-Aroma
Fine-Wine, Crystal… But Tuff’ Nuff’ to Down-Drama
Pa Claims, Mama’s Labeled by the F.D.A.
And Listed on Her Driver’s License is,  A.K.A.  …

               … Boot-Legged Mama

                  Boot-Legged Mama
 Genuine Woman, Who Made Him Wanna’
Take Her to be His Lawful Moonshine
… Married at Midnight – ‘cross The County-Line

               … Boot-Legged Mama

Alcohol’s in Trauma;  and Prohibition Told Her:
"Boot-Legged Mama… Done Drove Pa Sober !"
Now, Homemade-Hooch… is His Acquired Taste
180 Proof… Kicked All Over His Case !

Right Then, Mama Flowed into The Room
Pa, Teased and Said, “Still Full-Bodied and Perfumed !
Ma Hugged Us, then Handed Me – Old Boots and A Dress…
    (and good advice)… “Go Git’ My Elliot Ness…

               … and be a Boot-Legged Mama!

( Hey !... Did I Hear Somebody, In A Country Drawl ….
          Order Up A Bottle of Kicking Alcohol !
         Well, Here She Is… Y'all ! ...
                  Boot-Legged Mama ….

Well John (Moses) Freeman... You Said You Needed
Somethin' :)  to Read tonight, before kicking up your
heels...  Well, Here It Is (Have Fun - Son)

MoonBee 

 (Thank You For All Your Wonderful Comments
Now, I Can't Get Thru The Door for My Ego.. (Smile)


Details | Rhyme | |

holokauston Page 2 of 2

After the quiet we all have to go
Dragged and carted by the Sonderkommando
To be dumped in pits covered by lime
A race to dispose by it's Human slime

Auschwitz, Buchenwald & Dachau slaughtered
Many a son, many a daughter
Experiments on children women and men
Some aged 90, many under 10

In 45, their end was near, how many alive would reappear
As Russians, British and US troops
Chased the Hun to their German roots
Each camp reached showed it's sordid past
Where millions of me, were massively gassed

In Auschwitz, to this present day
Birds don't fly, no animals play
The reminder is all for there to see
Those terrible days what happened to me

It's 1948, our Nation is born
From histories past, populations torn
To all who survived I wish you well
And our new born world, called Israel 


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php


Details | I do not know? | |

why u lie?

you know how much i love you and you know how much i care why then do you lie to me and act like you dont really care
i tried being the best a person that loveing another can be.
yet you find the time to always tell a lie to me.
yes you break my heart after each and every lie some times its hard for me to hold the tears back so i cry. i try to hold on to what we have but it getting harder by the day for you to continue lie's, i think maybe tomorrow will bring about a change for you not to sneak around and play your little games
but i see that is your nature and you do what you do that why on today i say I'AM THROUGH WITH YOU!


Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Pearl Ensemble ... '

… I Awoke to  A Classical, Pearl Ensemble
A String Quartet’ Upon My Pillow
Your Bass, Echoed – like an Ocean-Rumble
‘… I Love You …’ Plucked the Polished Mellow-Cello’

and the Flawless Violins and The Viola – Flow
Rushed to my Wavy Shore – Aglow
Displayed and Spilled, like a Whirlpool- Vibrato …
… Your Cultured Concert, left me … Staccato’

… I Awoke to A Classical, Pearl Ensemble
A String Quartet’ Upon My Pillow
and as Each Iridescent Drop, Solo-Sheen-Tumbled
… My Own Heartstrings, did Crescendo... Maestro


Details | Free verse | |

Losing You

Liquid tears
fallen rain
down my face
emotional droplets
caressing skin
bittersweet hearts
cracked in half
drowning passions
in a sea of blue
floating away
stranded feelings
oceans streaming
soaking sand
dissolving dreams
crushing hope
into pieces
of losing you.


Details | Rhyme | |

We Have Never Been in Love With Each Other At the Same Time

You were in love with me
While I'd tell you I didn't love you,
And you continued on for a space...
Until I finally fell in love with you.
But you fell out with me
And kept telling me to my face.
Then my promised love got exhausted
While you were replenished;
Yet, you say it wasn't from my endeavors.
And now you're back in love with me.
But since... I've fallen out with you;
You franticly pull all my handles and levers.
Pushing all my buttons you realize
That we have never been in love
With each other at the exact same time,
And we know it's a crying shame
How quickly we always fall out
Exchanging rich love to nickel and dime.


Details | Free verse | |

Lolly

Obviously, I am kissed 
Once more by destiny 
When clock touching
The summer moonlight night
Without pain
And, flatten the thought 
By the buzzing bug
With a fiery lips, awaking 
My lonesome blood 
Into whacking as I fell 
Into her breath
With its natural scent 
Like Venus, the god
Wrapped my lonely body 
By sweet loving hand 
That I felt like 
Lolly candy
Wanting… 
To be licked 
By you, again and again  


Details | I do not know? | |

WHAT IS LOVE

I often ask the man in me
If  I  lost love  would I still see
That midnight star that shines so bright
To warm me on the coldest nights
Like an angels tear it brings the rain
To wash my wounds and heal my pain
Such wonder must be heaven sent
And every chance I bathe in it
So is it really fair of me
To question  what God’s given thee
Which warms me when I see your face
Yet multiplies when we embrace
And as I watch you in your sleep
Drifting off to somewhere deep
 I stay awake till night has left
To make sure you don’t miss a breath
Again I ask the man in me 
Just what is love and now I see
That love is pure and always true
Stays by your side so love is you….


Details | Free verse | |

The Voices in my head

Have you thought of suicide?
Have you ever thought of murder?
Crazy as it may sound,
I've thought of both.
Is it okay for me to tell you I've felt this way?
I dont know why,
And sometimes I try to block out the thoughts.
But they keep coming back.
Telling me that they want more.
They want me to go through.
Do the things I feel that I should do.
Take a gun to my head.
Pull a knife on my husband in bed.
I know too much, I know that.
My husband cheats, and that is a fact.
I say things I shouldnt say when others arent around.
I curse out loud when my daughters are near.
I say things that the two year olds just shouldnt hear.
I cant help but think, what it would be like. 
What if I wasnt around, to feel these things inside.
Who am I punishing, them or me?
What do these things really mean?
Am I crazy, am I insane?
Are there really people running around in my head?
I hear what they say,
Telling me to stop being a baby,
To just die alone in my bed. 
I dont want to think these things.
I dont want to hear what they want to say.
Please make them all go away.
Do you understand what I write?
Of course you dont.
You dont know what its like.


Details | Free verse | |

Love, I Hate You

Love, I hate you, 
Not ‘cos you’re ugly.

Love, I hate you, 
Not ‘cos you don’t love me.

Love, I hate you,
‘Cos of your great love to me.

Love, I hate you, ‘cos of it; 
A listener, you don’t want to be.
.
You heeded not what I said, 
Even thou, I beg you, to “back off!”

“Now, Look!
You see… what we’ve done!?”

A soul is in grieve, 
‘Cos of us.

With your love, 
My soul cries, too.

Love, I hate you, 
For intoxicating me, with your potion.

Thou, you know…
I am a married man.



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I'M GLAD I FOUND YOU

You are where I belong
You are the melody I feel in every song 
It seems as if I have been waiting a lifetime for love
Tell me is that what you’ve been thinking of
In my past relationships I use to rebel
When I see you I know you are my angel
Sent from the brightest of stars
Trust me I know who you are
That was differently heaven sent
So the love I have for you please don’t resent
Remember you filled my empty heart
When it was torn apart
You made my life whole
I love you from the depths of my soul
You are the part that completes my day
You are the words that I don’t say
You are the only one I adore
I could ask for nothing more
You gave my life that needed spark
When I am lost in the dark
You are my shinning light
Without you in my life it doesn’t feel right
When your lips touch mine there is a sweetness I’ve never known
I know I am where I belong, in your heart now that is home

"The best way to love is to love like you have never been hurt."
Jeffrey L Lee





Details | I do not know? | |

Your Mistake

'Love is patient'
'Love is kind'
The thought of love
Can turn you blind.

But... Now we must
Take some steps
To verify those
Deep regrets.

The first problem you see
Was that. . .
He lied about
You being fat

That in turn 
Led ya to
Beleiving that
He 'accepted' you.

Mirrors were made
For a darn good reason
And thinking you are nothing special
Is high, high treason...

But no!
He's perfect
And no! He's kind
Seriouslly sister
You've lost your mind.

The recipe to love Is that
You have to love your self.
It's not about your facial features
Or the size of ya belt.

The man should be a rock to lean on
And not! A heartless swine.
So please next time. Do pick him wisely
Make sure he has a spine!


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank you

Thank you – Zamreen Zarook

Thank you is a sweet word in the nature,
You may be a guy of adventure,
May be you are a person of agriculture,
What matters is your architecture.

Never forget the people, who guided you,
In no degree neglect who were with you,
Don’t ever overlook a creature, who gave a smile to you,
Because, you will meet them above you.

People forget the past due to selfishness,
They have no time to remember their unawareness,
Society, most of the times behave in awfulness,
They will understand when their lives come in to bitterness.

Be a person to thank and remember,
Don’t consider them as December,
Because, you might need them in November,
So, always be as a good subscriber.


Details | List | |

10 Things to Eat Instead of Red Meat

Is your go-to lunch roast beef sandwich?
Tomorrow you might want turkey instead
Here is why
In gen. red meat- such as roast beef

Not as healthy as other kinds of protein
Tends to have more cholesterol
Often has more saturated fat
Both things are bad for your heart

Eating too much red meat
May linked to colon cancer
This does not mean
You should never eat beef or other red meats

Just go easy on them
Tasty Swaps
With
Tacos

Try
Fish or chicken
With hamburgers
Try Veggie burgers

With Stir-fry
Try Fried tofu
With lasagna
Try Eggplant slices

With salad
Try tuna or broiled egg
With Breakfast
Try turkey or soy links

With Casserole
Try lentils and rice
With Chili
Try beans (canned or dried)

With Dinner entrée
Try Roast turkey (baked or broiled)
With sandwiches and wraps
Try grilled chicken or hummus

4142013


Details | Verse | |

I'm Going Home

,

Lord thank you for this life,
As I have lived a full life,
It was not always as I would have like,
But I lived it to the best of what I could,
I’m going home; Home to the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been a long weary believer, 
As I’ve been away to long,
I now know what I’ve been searching for, 
As He's been there in me all along,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
I have been and seen lots of places in life’s journey,
Now I yearn for familiar faces in familiar places,
I hear familiar voices calling me to come home, 
I see familiar faces looking at me,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me,
My time is near, the hour I know not,
I see Jesus' face across the Heaven’s,
I hear His soft sweet voice calling me home,
 I can’t wait for my real life to begin,
I’m going home; Home is the place I want to be,
I’m going home to Jesus where He waits for me.

By; Rev. Samuel and Esta Mack, OMS
Copyright 2011

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This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


Details | Burlesque | |

Redneck FATHER'S DAY------

***NOTE~TO BE READ WITH A RIDICULOUS "SILKY SOUTHERN DRAWL" (have fun:)***



"Storm over yet...?"

"Well hay'ell ye'ah! 
 woo-hoo!
 sum'body git me a da'gumm cole beer.
 whadda'bou  that boy th'er?
 sum'body git him'a cole beer too!"

"Diddy! that boy ain't nothin' but 8 years old!"

"Wha'choo sayin? 
 wha'th'a?
 na'I don't give a jolly'durn, if he ain't nuttin but 8 year'owed!
 shoot! 
 'dat boy dun' sat him thr'ew a big ol', storm! 
 torna'durr warnin' too!
 he gonna have him'a cole burr;  
 on me!"
 my treat!
 mama, git him'a cole burr! 
 ro'tt now; 
 ya'here?
 besides...
 ta'days father's day!" 



© 2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

   










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ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

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

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

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


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You're My Person

Your Heart is
Big and Mysterious,
My charming Husband.

Beating hard on a bike ride
Pulling our family onward
You listen to your earphones.

Besting me, admonishing me
Yet believing in me... Your faith
is Jewish/Buddhist/Christian.

Amused during thrillers
Belittling the monsters I fear
Sarcasm is your weapon.

Breaking stride, you smile
I know what you want
You're my patron.

You're my person.


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Give Praise To God

Let us pray this very day, that God will surely come our way, to 
give us wisdom and knowledge from above, but most imporrtant his
precious love.  Oh give praise to God everyday for helping us along the way.

His love for us is so real, it is the kind of love that helps us live.  We share
his grace, love and his power all of this and more because he loves us so.
Why be miserable, sad and blue? when you should be giving praise to God who
loves you.  Why not praise God from the moment you rise, to thank him for
his sacrifice.  

Praise God for love he shows everyday, no matter what we do or say, God loves
us anyway.  He blesses us daily with gifts from above, food, water, air, all of
this let us know he really do care.  So why not praise God  for his love, so 
jump, and shout, praise God without a doubt.  So let's praise God for his love.      


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Values Examined At Divorce

Mother of Pearl.
Sand slipped inside a shell.
Seagull's morning feast.

There once was a father who wanted time and space
There once was a woman who ran a race.
The children were grown.
Their pockets were blown.
So one retired and the other became an ace.

There's two sides to every story, personal answers within.
Judgment of each awaits God, or those who haven't ever sinned.


Poem for Divorce Club Contest by Destroyer Due 12/3/2010


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Rose Wine

Your strong hand 
beneath my head
my Love in your Blood
turned from friendship
did spread
into More
the first time you
took my Hand
and traveled every
line, of my Flesh land
the way you reflect your soul
Into my Eyes, 
makes me forget my small stature
shape, size
in this world
I wish to carry your 
future child
be it boy or girl
be them strong of spirit
Smarts of street and class
leaders of Eminence
Sweet mixed with Sass
I see this future
as I fall head first, spilling
into your secure embrace
like a single bottle of Rose Wine
Down to the last Taste




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A Story My Mother Told Me

someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


a wife left South Africa in the 1960’s to join her husband 
who was in exile at the time...

in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...

the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...

one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...

the wife knocked on their neighbour’s door, in an apartment complex in Bombay

the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...

the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...

a Parsi ‘Bone-Setter’ was promptly summoned...

the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing ‘Bone-Setter’ written on the Parsi gentleman’s bag...

by the way, the ‘Bone-Setter’ worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...

but still on that day, while the ‘Bone-Setter’ was seeing to the husband...

the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...

the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...

and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...

the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...

she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...

the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...

‘Zubeida’, but you can call me ‘Zubie’...

the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...

the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her ‘sister’ from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...

Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...

then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...

the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...

a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady’s daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...

the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a ‘sister’ in Delhi...

Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...

This was in the mid-1970’s...

Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...

the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...

a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...

a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...

and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the ‘other’ in as a sister, a fellow human...

and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...

hope...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


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I set a place for a KING and a Monster came home instead

His food was ready to be served without hesitating
His bath was drawn and his slippers laid out 
I went out of my way preparing for him all day
"BUT" when arrived to my "SUPRISE"
He came home as a Monster instead 
The gentleness I once knew was left on his job
He walked in the door threw things on the floor
"SLAMMED THE DOOR"
Looked at me strange as if he didn't know my name
ATE and went fast to SLEEP!
I was upset but I didn't complain
"BECAUSE" I had done all I could 
I had set a place for a KING and a Monster came home instead!


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Whispers upon a morning breeze

Whispers upon a morning breeze
gently caresses the awakening flowers
and leaves on the flourishing trees
just like a lovers warm soft tender touch
after a night of passion
and making love
now just smouldering embers
between two kindred hearts
who discovered the true meaning
of giving sharing and caring
and beauty
in the sanctity 
of sacred eternal love.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Women



The Women



(for the countless women, names unknown, who bore the brunt of Apartheid, and who fought the racist system at great cost to themselves and their families, and for my mother, Zubeida Moolla)



Pregnant, your husband on the run,
your daughter, a child, a few years old,

they hauled you in, these brutish men,
into the bowels of Apartheid's racist hell.



They wanted information, you gave them nothing,
these savage men, who skin happened to be lighter,

and white was right in South Africa back then,

but, you did not cower, you stood resolute,

you, my mother, faced them down, their power,
their 'racial superiority', their taunts, their threats.



You, my mother, would not, could not break,

You stood firm, you stood tall.

You, like the countless mothers did not break, did not fall.



You told me many things, of the pains, the struggles,

the scraping for scraps, the desolation of separation
from your beloved Tasneem and your beloved Azad,

my elder sister and brother, whom I could not grow
up with, your beloved children separated by time, by place,

by monstrous Apartheid, by brutish men,
whose skin just happened to be lighter.



You told me many things, as I grew older,
of the years in exile, of the winters that grew ever colder.

You were a fighter, for a just cause,
like countless other South African women,

you sacrificed much, you suffered the pangs,
of memories that cut into your bone, your marrow,

you resisted a system, an ideology, brutal and callous and narrow.



Yes, you lived to see freedom arrive, yet you suffered still,
a family torn apart, and struggling to rebuild a life,

all the while, nursing a void, that nothing could ever fill.



I salute you, mother, as I salute the nameless mothers,

the countless sisters, daughters, women of this land,
who fought, sacrificing it all for taking a moral stand.



I salute you, my mother, and though you have passed,
your body interred in your beloved South African soil,

you shall remain, within me, an ever-present reminder,

of the cost of freedom, the struggles, the hunger, the toil.


I salute you!



(for the brave women of South Africa, of all colours,
who fought against racial discrimination and Apartheid)






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A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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God Bless The Garbage Man

Though this is written like a poem it is
more of a thank you letter.

God answers prayers in so many ways
he brings us people to help keep the faith
he gave to me a sweet, sweet man
who helped me truly understand
when i was low and ready to give up
see i was broke 
Without a job, no money, no food, no gas in the car
My husband needed to go and find work
To help his family stay a float
We saw the garbage man outside
We feared he'd come to take our garbage can
So we rushed out side to ask him not too
He said he wasn't there too
He just came to empty our can
'Cause the regular garbage man had passed us up
Now here is were God steps in
My husband and the garbage man talk outside for quit awhile
Tears fill my heart when I think of what comes next
My husband leaves and comes right back
He tells me that the garbage man has put $23 of gas in our van
My heart must of skipped a beat, I could not believe his generosity
Though it does not stop there
Apparently the garbage man has also given us $40 in cash
His only wish is was that it was not spent on cigarettes or booze 
This money was for my family to get food
So often we forget how God lends a helping hand
God does not promise to make us rich, or grant us all we wish
He simply says just ask of me and all you NEED will be given to thee

Today I send out a special prayer, "God, Please bless The Garbage Man that 
gave my family a helping hand. Amen"


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Witnesses To Sinners



I can't hear the words as they come from my mouth
I can't hear the screams as they work their way out
As I write all is seen is a blur and blank moment and
Once recovered sensed the words were written,not 
Even a look to see what was written only to know it
Was there.Sleepless night,taunt  filled faces horde my
Dreams.Have this made me fall so low no longer am I
Am I able to stand on my own to feet.How many times 
Will you make me cry before claiming only to being a 
Witness in a crime,your crime. Putting on that face
Working the crowds with amazing easily,how I hate you
Yes all the thing I think about revolve around you.
How many times have I witness myself wound my self
With your blade? As though under a spell doing as order
Without a cry to the world what made me so diligent ?
But no longer can you be a witness,No longer can I be 
A witness to these crimes that been committed.Be us both
Sinners be us both lovers be that we both be cursed 
We shall witness our sins become whole and the love in
Which we share spread further and further like the flames 
Of hades. May there be peace for sinners in the next world.
We are both witnesses and at the same time 
We are both sinners one day to become consumed by our
Own darkness how far will we fall until that moment comes?
May we be good may we be bad may we fall may we live may 
May we die or carry on we are the Witnesses We are the Sinners
To this world and the next.


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There's A Web of Temptation And Sin

There’s a Web of Temptation and Sin!

There’s a web of temptation and a lot of sin…
That brings slavery and a strong bondage within!

Throughout this land, there’s an evil surge!
While many lives, seem to be getting “submerged!”

Being submerged, into a life, that many believe in.
They become perverted, but want all to receive them!

The “love and acceptance,”
 that many desire.
Puts them on a tightrope!  A very thin wire!

As the web of temptation and sin begin to grow.
It brings a bondage that damages the soul!

They may want to have “love and acceptance.”
But in their hearts, needs to be a godly repentance!

May the holiness of a righteous God be stirred!
That all will come back, to the truth of his word!

His son Jesus, came to the cross! He bled and died!
That through him, our lives can be totally sanctified!

Only the power of God, can bring a needed restoration!
He gives to one and all… 
 A heavenly invitation!

Whosoever will… Come now!  And accept him!
Won’t you take the time, to really know him?

Don’t allow the web of life to destroy 
and overcome you!
Come to Jesus now!  He really does
 LOVE YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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BEWARE

*****BEWARE ~ reads the file***** Love struck mothers in denial while the Pedophile robs the innocent child Lay


Details | Haiku | |

Love Birds Haiku

Love birds sweetly sing
A valentine song they ring
A very true meaning


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TOGETHER

Me with you and you with me
You are what set me free
Together we can face our fear 
Our love can take us any where 
You make my world complete,
Together always you and me. 
Through sickness and in health 
In poverty or in wealth 
We are unstoppable 
But so loveable
Without any reason
Anytime or any season
We love each other, 
Care for one another
Together forever in harmony 
Once we are together things fall into place and we are happy 
In anger or in kindness
Whether all seeing or in blindness
Together we are strong
Loving hearts keeps us young
Yes now my dream has come true 
Now I can be happy and be with you








Details | Senryu | |

Death of the Bride of a Frankenstein

His lovely monster

Stitched and gilded fell apart

From his staunch patterns


Details | Triolet | |

Pleasures by the Seashore

Pleasures await you by the seashore,
And in the coming months
Invest in your family; today and tomorrow,
Pleasures await you by the seashore.
Your first choice will be the wisest to follow;
Do not put all your stocks in the market.
Pleasures await you by the seashore
And in the coming months...


(1 Year Anniversary Dinner at Sydney's Buffet)


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What I Look For In A Home


I’m sure that home to many has a different meaning. It depends what kind of life they’ve been receiving. There are those with memories of hurt and pain. Some may not want to mention their families name. Others have childhood memories they are fond of. They may have a family that they’re proud of! I think that in many cases, home is not what people see. It has a lot of importance. Both to you and me! What home means to me is to have our family together. And ask the Lord to bless it, with his love forever! God gave me a wife and children to take care of. May I not do things that I’d be ashamed of! I invite YOU Jesus, to be the head of our home! May we come together as a family, around your throne! May our family serve one another as we should. May the truths of God’s word be applied and understood! May the Lord help us to get along, with our imperfections. May God’s word be our “road map,” for needed direction! There’s no perfect home. Believe me! I know it! When it comes to family time… We all need to show it! Unless the lord builds the home… They labor in vain that build it! Let’s seek God’s blessing! So his love can completely fill it! Please come Jesus! And fill our home today! May our home be honored by what we do and say! By Jim Pemberton


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Sexy Kiss

We share a look from across the room and I saunter into your arms,
No matter how hard I try to defy, I can never resist your charms;

You slip a hand behind my head and drag me into your kiss,
You tantalize my senses as I lose myself to bliss;

Desire takes over my body as you take my breath away,
We stand in utter silence, we’ve nothing left to say;

There is an overpowering smell of whiskey and cheap perfume,
But locked in a passionate kiss, we’re alone in the crowded room;

Your kisses taste so potent, I savor the exotic flavor of you,
Your intoxicating to my senses, like the sweetest morning dew;

Wrapped in a fervent embrace, our bodies meld to form one;
I lose myself to you and it’s only just begun...


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


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A-M Docherty

Anna-Marie
Mother, poet, crafter, friend
Daughter of Margaret and Robert
Lover of husband Craig, sons Ben and Michael
Who feels pain, love and priveledged
Who fears pain, hurt, unknown and drops (of type where land falls away)
Who would like to see friends overseas and things that remain unseen 
like life after death and answers to ghostly/spiritual beings
Resident of Pembrokeshire, Wales, UK
Docherty


Details | Limerick | |

Sons Of An Zeus Man

<                           once came along pair gemini twins
                             castro and pollux from third sign in
                             well sons of an zeus man
                             all from mercury clan
                             sharing wealth of intelligence sin

                            with ever compatible libra scales
                            along with aquarius that wales
                            fire signs given few
                            pisces they known too
                            beneath sun and moon's with semi's tale








Written By Katherine Stella  6/26/11


Entry For Nette Onclaud's
Zodiac Zones Contest
G.L. All


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' Intimacy In Verse (1) ... '

Intimacy – To Put It Delicately,
Is Closer Than Flesh Can Form
And Stronger Than The Desire
… It Bravely Springs Forth From

Intimacy – Shuts Door
On Separated and Shy
Intimacy Knows Who You Are …
And Doesn’t Need To Ask Why

Intimacy – Is More than A Touch,
Sight, Smell, Taste Or Words Heard
Intimacy – Vanquishes Alone
 Unknown and Scared

Intimacy – Is A Certainty
And So Beautiful To Have and Hold
Intimacy – Is Secrecy Shared
Between Love and In-Love Souls

          … Intimacy …


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DEFINING LOVE

Love is real and true, especially when it finds you...
You better know just what to do.
Love is a gift from God.
Try it trust me it is not hard.
Not a second thought.
It is like a webbed trap now you caught
Love comes once in a blue moon.
I really hope it comes to you soon.
You should appreciate it's eternal blessing.
Love brings you total happiness.
There is no time to second guess.
Love is life’s reward a worthy quest.
Real love is all that you dream.
So never settle for anything 
Being in love is a serious thing.
It is defined by understanding and communication.
Like a verb it is compelled by action.
I might bring smiles to fill your days,
To keep you in my heart to God I pray.
As I say these words to fill your heart.
I love you so much I hope we never will grow apart.


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My Sweet Valentine

My sweet valentine
Our hearts forever entwined
You are always mine


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Mrs Hemorrhoid

You messed around 
and married a real 
"pain-in-the butt" man 

known throughout the land 
for ripping
burning 
completely deserting 
then leaving 
women hurting

his only claim to fame 
is over reacting 
and lacking class
a self-proclaimed pain in the ass
a crook with line 
and hook to cast 

things will never be the same
trade away your maiden name 
to Mrs. Hemorrhoid 
and wear his name with class.


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FORGIVENESS


If a married man or a woman committed adultery,
In the eyes of many people they are absolutely guilty,
Especially if both party did the same thing,
They will condemned for their immoral doing.

For secret affairs revealed everyday,
Painful heart crying in deep misery,
Asking questions why they did it anyway,
And family will be broken and divided, really.

We’re all human and nobody’s perfect in this big world,
We committed mistakes and we try to control it, if we could,
I know we are all aware of the decisions that we make in life,
Adultery is a sin but, who are we not to forgive our husbands and wives?

Just give them a chance to prove that they really changed,
To ask forgiveness to their love ones and plan to begin,
a new life for the sake of the people we cared for,
To bring back the pieces of the sins they've done before.


7th Place Winner
For Delilah Ventura's "Adultery, forgive or not to forgive" contest
October 22, 2012


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SOUP Spoonin'

Online tonite
looks like 
a whole lotta' spoonin'
goin' on in the "Soup"

nosin' around the comment coral
I see love 
amongst the group

yessir'...
hot Soup!
stirred 
not shaken
marriage scent in the air
no fakin'

where it leads...
we shall see
I know some 
are dippin' crackers in the "Soup"
but Lawd' knows 
IT AIN'T ME!~


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MUSIC - HAIKU

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


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Black Widow

She's got a plan
just moved to Florida
one week in the hole
a forced proposal...

"yeah...
uh...
maybe if I get a job with insurance;
we'll get married...
then you'll have insurance too!"

a bribe
the spider web is officially constructed
"Charlotte's web"
no...we'll name it
the Black Widow!


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So This Is Love

So this is love,
when I look upon my beloved sleeping contentedly, 
cooing like a dove,
a smile forms, memories flood,
growing closer with each passing year,
unaware of the changes ageing shows clear,
your beauty eternally imprinted upon my mind
imprinted throughout time

The only sadness comes when we must part,
if only for a short while,
soon to reunite for eternity,
to walk hand in hand 
as youths once again,
followed by a heavenly dove,
So this is love 


Details | I do not know? | |

For Men Everywhere One Billion Rising

1 Billion Rising.

For Men Everywhere.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

Stop!

Stop the abuse!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Listen!

Listen to the voices!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Think!

Think of how you treat,

grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Act!

Act now to change yourself!

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when you stop,

the violence,
the abuse,
the rape.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

is perpetrated by,

grand-fathers,
colleagues,
boyfriends,
husbands,
nephews,
brothers,
partners,
fathers,
uncles,

men,

all men.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when us men stop,

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

today, now.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!


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Poem written near a Cemetery 2 of 2


Poem written near a Cemetery  2 of 2
On 13th February 2012

But nowhere in that cemetery I could find,
Flowers smiling on any Stone, Tomb or grave,
Whatever big may have been,
The status of those, who were buried there, 
With or without any pomp and show.

Some of these yester year stars, 
Were laid here with a simple stone, 
Standing as a symbol of their death, 
Without telling their simple stories and 
And without telling much about their lores, 

I came back again after searching a lot,
On the grave of this noble soul, 
The small flowers were still busy in,
Swinging and dancing, 
On the stone of Sophia Rees. 

Those wild little yellow flowers,
Had called me from a distance,
Perhaps to convey the story, 
Of this unknown noble soul.

I counted those tiny yellow flowers 
They were six only all swinging in the air, 
To find on whose stone they were blooming,
I started reading,
The faint and dim stone lines,
Where the engraved letters had lost their ink,
Wiped away by the passing of time.

But the first three lines, 
Made me to stand on my toes, 
I could read very clearly,
In the clear upper lines it was written, 
“Sophia Rees Owen 31 years old 
left this world on 27th November 1834, 
Leaving her husband and six children. 
She was a sincere friend and 
Truly attached wife and Most devoted mother”.

Something told me silently in my mind, 
Why on this grave only,
The Nature had bloomed,
A bunch of smiling and dancing flowers, 
This unknown lady of yester years 
Was perhaps a noble and kind hearted soul.

May be Sophia was a lover of Nature,
May be a Poet, a Philosopher, a Painter or 
May be she was a wonderful Singer,
Who wanted to sing some beautiful songs,
But before she could have tuned her instruments,
Was called by the God in Heaven. 

What a strange thing it was, 
To come and to watch in that graveyard,
Those little flowers and the grave of Sophia Rees, 
Which I had noticed unknowingly,  
From across the boundary,
While I was passing on the road.

These lines are my homage to that noble soul,
Who is  spreading her smiles even to this day,
As if through these flowers, 
She was singing some of her most dear song.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 13& 14th Feb 2012
“Text of the Stone on Sophia Rees Owen”
“In the memory of Sophia Rees Owen 
The beloved wife of H T Owen Esqr. 
Of the H C Civil Service, who died on the 27th 
Nov.1834 aged 31 years 11months and 18days.
Leaving her husband and Six children to lament 
Her loss. She was a sincere friend, a truly 
Attached wife and a devoted Mother...


Details | Haiku | |

You're My Only One Haiku

Two hearts beat as one
Your smile beaming like the sun
You're my only one


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The Ugliness Of Divorce


My parents taught me the Christian ways.
I was taught to obey what the Bible says.

I was proud of my parents!  I really was!
And loved them so much…  Just because!

They meant everything to me!  I was proud!
Until one day...  There appeared “a dark cloud.”

It was like a “darkness” hovered above.
Leaving their marriage empty of needed love!

Though they were together many years.
There were many cracks that soon appeared.

I say a once happy home soon destroyed.
Being with one another….  They no longer enjoyed!

How could this happen! I had wondered…
To see a happy marriage “totally plundered

As sin crept in...  And allowed to prevail.
Very soon this marriage simply failed.

May this be a warning for me and you…
That our commitment remains faithful and true!

If your marriage is heading toward separation…
Please seek God for a healing and restoration!

If your planning to have a divorce..
Jesus’ love can put it on the right course!

He can replace the brokenness and hurt within..
And can put your lives back together AGAIN!

By Jim Pemberton


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Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | I do not know? | |

When I hold your hand

When I hold your hand
I know its true
your love for me
has truly grew
from a hill to a 
mountain
your the only one
I can count on
to be there when times
are lonely
in all your sweet
kisses and hugs, you
have shown me
your love is my treasure
and we can stand strong
through any weather
as turtle doves,
we fly together forever
when I hold your hand


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First star to your empty Night

I want a love that
fills my veins like
liquid fireworks
sweet like sugar and 
cinnamon
strong enough to knock
me off my feet, like a 
mighty ocean wave, yet
gentle and magic
like the forgotten lyrics
to a nursery rhyme

I want our spirits to soar
into a bright forever
like two yellow balloons
released, by the
tiny, sticky hands
of a little child
I want, my man, to know
my true self
like the words to a favorite
song on the radio
to feel me, all that is me
rhythm bound from a beaten
street drummer

I wish to be a bright guiding light
as the first star
to your empty night
A familiar love, as
traveling back to a childhood spot
your first love kiss...
first bully fight...
first playground crush lost...

I want a love
that encompasses
my senses, envelopes me
from nothing, like the
steam from my rose petal tea
filling my pores
leaving me
rejuvenated and refreshed

A love, whom steals my worries
as a thief in the night
and greets me with doe- eyed
kisses, once rounding
up a fight

I speak these words into the 
universe, to send me a love
to call my own
what path will my soul mate
travel to me, mysterious 
mystical journey unknown


Details | I do not know? | |

The Wedding

A country chapel
in the Fall
Down the aisle
she walks
There’s nervousness
in her chest
His smile
puts her at rest
For years
it’s been just talk
hopes and dreams
they sought
Her raised veil
reveals a smile
She knows 
the time
has been
worthwhile
Their “I do”s
flow out
with love
An exchange
of rings
to wear
til the end 
of time
A way of saying
I am yours
and you are mine
Until the end of time
I want you
to always
be mine


Details | List | |

The Greatness Of Your Character

As I think on the things that I so admire about you, 

I admire: 

Your undoubted love for God, 
Your ability to learn, 
How quickly you can change a negative attribute in yourself, into a positive, 
The right choices you make consistently, and swiftly without a fleeting thought of the
wrong choices as options, 
How you are so tenderly moved by the suffering of another, 
How your sympathy changes into empathy and you become the fulfiller, 
The great teacher and the coach that you have been to myself and to others, 
The humility that quietly adorns you when attacked unjustly, or when you have been
misunderstood, 
How you show the way by example to our Children and Grandchildren with patience, kindness
and love, 
And most of all your unwavering love for me, 
And so much more.


Details | Lyric | |

Tea Time

Love in your bones, perfection, divine, a wandering heart pure is thine?
A moment in time, immaculate, sensual, alive, we align.
A mass of vibrating energy combines.
Lost here, safe there, warm dear?
Our love melts crippling fear.
There is no divide. No moon owns this colorful tide.
So now we jump! 
Inside my manic depressive ride.
Will I? can I? Abide? to society now, I have a bride?
Shirtless, shoeless, beard is long, happy am I.
Fear not, even King Kong.
Wife at home, smoking tea and high.
Jesus Christ! I sigh. sigh. sigh..
You pinned my soul, my thoughts and I..... 
Dreamed to die.
My, my, my.
Your cold hard shell.
I loved you then and wished you well.
A living breathing tree did fell.
Is it cold in this, your damp black cell?
Silence.....
Now. 
For this happy fat sow.
Expectations melted, I chose, I allow.
By camp fire I love. I warm, with stars above.
Tea in hand, lying back, to know someday I will love.
I toke on tea, enjoying my smoke. I love it here, so real. 
Remote.
For me, for me, I toast, I joke, this bloke owns nothing.
Sorry. I lied. Frothing. I do own something this lovely green smoke.
You strive for things, material and plastic, a waste of energy, I think, a joke.
Funny you see? means nothing to me, like you I wrote.
Happiness is. So very near, its here, shockingly clear.
Your mind, your head, to freely choose.
Before your old and dead, dead, dead.
















Details | Rhyme | |

I'm Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be


I’m Not the Kind of Dad That I Need to Be! I remember reading the Bible to my son. But what a mess, my life has become! My children told me, they were proud of their dad! Now they say they’re embarrassed and sad. I once lived a Godly life! I really did! Just look at me now! And how I live! Things in life I once called wrong and sin. Are now causing me to stumble again. God's word I had loved! Jesus was my treasure! I "traded my soul" for what gives me "pleasure." I’m not the kind of father that I need to be! What kind of example will my family find in me? Will I grow stubborn to God as I age? Replacing his peace, for anger and rage? I need Jesus to bring peace to my troubled soul! I ask YOU Lord to make me clean and whole. Restore unto me the joy of my salvation. By your blood, make me a new creation. Words alone cannot truly express… This family God's given to me. I am so blessed! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Blank verse | |

Biting my Tongue Again

My tongue
has no more blood; 
no tissue to slide through my teeth.

I have bitten my tongue
so long
my message deflates beneath.


©  2011  ~JSLambert Esquire


Details | I do not know? | |

A Forever Promise

Anxiously the bachelor dreams 
Of a lifelong commitment
From the insidious bachelorlette, 
He proposed marriage tenderly 
Could I count on you ~
To forsake all others said she, 
He vows to do so forever, 
If she were to love, honor 
And be the best bride ever. 
They agree thus bonding 
In holy matrimony 
Husband and wife 
Were then introduced --Mr. and Mrs. 
After which family, guests 
And wedding party joined
Too, celebrate the start of 
their forever promise
Many blessings 



Adell Foster©2009 Adell1


Details | I do not know? | |

Crazy in love

Another day, another beginning,
I begin the morning chanting,
Hoping that repeating my wish,
It would come true.
 
I sit at the sun-bathed breakfast table,
Remembering the times you sat across with a grumble.
The other times when you would put yours arms around me,
As I set the morning spread.
 
I walk into our memories-filled bedroom,
I remember as I put on your favourite perfume,
The first time you carried me across the threshold,
We were so in love, the newly-wed couple.
 
But I also remember the shadowed memories,
When you would hit me disregarding my pleas.
The times you would turn away in bed,
Refusing to speak to me, pretending to be a statue.
 
I dress in your favourite colours,
And take in a bit of one of your liqueurs.
Hoping it will give me the strength I need,
To face you, my husband, my weakness, the love of my life.
 
I walk out, closing the door behind me,
Wondering in what mood will you be,
I think of the times you'd say you're sorry,
The times you'd say you love me.
 
Times when you'd reach out and touch my cheek,
You'd say you miss me, that you're growing weak.
You want to come back home,
You'd say you're ready that you're okay.
 
I feel my eyes tear up as I think of the worse,
Times when you'd scream yourself hoarse,
When you'd pull my hair and tell me to get out,
Ending up in me running out crying.
 
Yet I come back every day,
For the better days I pray.
Sometimes we would sit staring into each others eyes,
Other times you would act like you don't know me.
 
But I cant help coming back to you,
Returning to the pain no matter what you do.
Sometimes I'm sure this is true love,
Other times i hate you for what you've done to me.
 
On some bad days I swear I'm never coming back,
The days when you hit me blue and black.
On good days I swear I'll never leave you,
The days you whisper sweet things and hold me tight.
 
Nevertheless i come every day,
Hoping everything will soon be okay.
The nurses stare in wonder, they don't understand,
This mad love in the psychiatric ward.
 
- Miliya Parveen


Details | Couplet | |

Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?


Details | Free verse | |

A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


Caucasoid, Mongoloid,and Negroid
Colour the conscience progression 
of Man's ethical Truths...
The cultural aggressions of violence
and ignorance must end!
Extend your heart, hand and life
Towards the Precious Don of Honour...
Freely, keeping the sincere
Brotherly Creed


 

Comments:  Brothers and Sisters it is time that we stand up and let the Love of God in, after 
all we are all one in the same under the skin, so why not give it a grand try... One Love and 
Many Blessings in Him Always, Adell


Details | Verse | |

Our Dream

We lay here,
alone with our thoughts,
together,
forever,
side by side throughout our life,
that is what we dream…


Details | Triolet | |

Clueless Men

Most men really don't have a clue
They are reason we ladies feel sad
We take courses, powder, paint we do
Most men really don't have a clue

Attention, touch, caring  yes you
Just a little time__happy glad
Most men really don't have a clue
They are reason we ladies feel sad

(*Comment Box Below)


Details | Rhyme | |

If You Were

If you were a penny, I’d keep you in my front pocket every day.
I’d shine and cleanse you daily, washing all troubles and woes away.
If you were a diamond ring, on my finger is where you’d stay.
I’d shine the stone feverishly, parting all frets and worries astray.

If you were a novel, I’d place you at the very front of the shelf,
I’d tear out the pages of misery, and swallow the depression myself.
If you were as free as a butterfly, I’d cup you within my hands.
I’d whisper all my secrets, then release you from all commands.

If you were a painting, I’d pose you directly over so all could see,
I’d dust away the tears and guilt, inhaling the particles inside of me.
If you were a bronze statue, I would polish you until you shined.
I’d scour away the torment, and any melancholy I should find.

If you were a flower, I’d pluck the petals of bane from your life,
I’d water and feed you frequently, nourishing the roots of strife.
If you were an eagle, I’d admire your rare beauty from above,
I’d watch you slowly soar into the horizon, taking with you,
my heart, my soul and love.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Box of Hope and Dreams

I keep my dreams and aspirations,
stored away neatly in this box.
Tied off with a pretty pink ribbon,
secured tightly with key and lock.

And every time I feel like a failure,
I open it, so I can again feel alive.
Arms of dreams tightly surround me,
giving me strength I need to survive.

I’ve hidden this box in a secret place,
where I’m the only who can see.
A beautiful box of hopes and dreams,
finely sewn with love at the seams.

This box is opened quite frequently,
especially when we’re apart –
this rhetorical box of memories,
in perfect synch with each beat of my heart


Details | Free verse | |

Sunshine Valentine

Romance is in the air,
like the blowing breeze.
Love is everywhere,
from the sand to the sea.
Upon the earth the sunshine kisses,
the garden where rose petals glisten.
Hearts beat with a happy tune,
of valentine sunshine for me and you.
The symphony of love is soon revealed,
a valentine love is very real.
Sunshine valentine sparkle your gleaming rays,
shine them on my heart and never let them fade.


Details | Free verse | |

Dialogue Between the Little Miss and the Angel Prince

The Little Miss:

kiss kiss your little miss
and she flies flies up into the skies
away away from troubles array
to love to love her angel prince above
to love to love Armando above

The Angel’s Reply to the Little Miss:

"there was a girl precious as gold
she was found by a prince and told
that life itself was getting bold
until he found her in the world

"and he kissed kissed his little miss
and they flew flew up into the blue
away away from troubles array...


"...to love and hold each other above"

Written by Elaine and Armando


Details | Rhyme | |

What about

What about the boy without a sister,
the girl who lost her brother,
the children without a mother,
the husband who lost his wife,
the widow who's husband lost his life,

What about the homeless people sleeping on the ground,
all the hungry people all around,
the ones who go to sleep by crying,
the ones who held their loved one's hands whiles dying,

What about the people who were suffering since their life started,
or the broken hearted,
the millions of fathers out at war,
so many children wishing to see their father walk through the door,

What about the people AID's or Cancer that will never recieve a cure,
all the blind people that died and never saw,
the def that will never hear a sound,
or the lost at sea that have never bin found,

What about the christain that will die in God's name,
who will get the murderers who killed as if it were a game,
the people who die or kill because they are forced to steel,
from the those who already cant afford a meal,

What about the mentally or physically ill,
so many people cant move at their own will,
or the people that got raped,
so situations people died in and never escaped,




What about the people who can help and show true love,
where is he where is she?
will it be you?
could it be me?...............................


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His Gentleness

He gently creeps into her room
to rest tenderly near her side
 while thoughts of melancholy zoom
 in  of his once vibrant bride
she's been there for him
so many, many years
he sniffles~and tries to hide 
the sorrow and the tears
she has been injured and hurt
but has lost the fight
she will not make it through the night
she will be in paradise by tomorrow's day
he reaches to sniff her best skirt
holds it tight~ it smells of her perfume
he drags over to the vanity to spray
her familiar scent around the room
he cradles her head within his arm
then musters an adoring smile as he whispers in her ear, 
"Time travels fast, and I will see you in a while, my dear"
He provides her warmth by stroking her hair
he wants to capture this image of her there
he wants this moment painted on the wall
so that he can always,always recall
how peaceful she seemed while adrift somewhere.

Copyright McCuen 2009


Details | Verse | |

I like your love

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

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

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

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


Details | ABC | |

Never Thought It Would Happen

We began so little and young, 
Life beat us bad and twisted our tongue.
You and I walked a pretty rough road I can say
When you stumbled I was always there to make you stay.

Stay and not give up, I didn't give up on you than, so I wont give up on you now, 
We danced our life so brutally and softly, but this time you didn't look my way and bounced. 
I thought we would go on like this forever, but I guess like people say, 
Nothing lasts forever.


Details | Free verse | |

I Have The Evil of You

I have the evil of you
Caught in my hands, entangled
Like the arabesques of Eden's vines
Just like paradise, but why should shame remain
Singeing like immolation of Peter's Inferno
These reddish-purple chains convolute myself
as the grapples shoot out from the clouds
both below, above me
The self-lovelust propelling 
You did this - these plagues
You drag me down - to your cage
Cadaver Vampire - I am your slave



Details | Quatrain | |

:sigh of relief:

Words spoken in silence,

[When language does not suffice]

Like a look or a tear, although concise

Can echo a lifetime in your ear,

Much louder than those you can hear.


Details | Verse | |

We'll be

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

I Think of a Time When I Was Young


I can think of a time, when I was young.
I was growing up and having fun! 
I remember how excited I was to have a t.v.
There were my brothers, my parents and me!
I remember at about the age of ten.
My dad thought going to the theater was a “sin.”
There were many things 
that as young man…
 I later began to see, and understand!
My parents shared God’s love the best they could!
And I read the Bible and was trying to be “good.”
I had my troubles…  And problems bear...
But I had a family, and much prayer!
The truth of God’s word helped sustain me!
I knew how much he really loved me!
My parents, may seem like they were “old fashioned.”
They loved their kids!  With a Godly compassion!
I’m thankful to be blessed with a Godly love!
My family was a treasure from heaven above!
I think about today, and how things go wrong.
Many families don’t seem to “get along!”
I pray for the blessing of God, to bind them together!
May we all serve him!  Today, and forever!
His love must be the cord that binds!
His will must be the focus of our minds!
May the presence of God bind us as one!
Every mother, father, daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Let's Not Forget

Let us never forget that God has surrounded us with the best. He gave us
life,  and also has given us hope, as a matter of fact, God gave us more than
most. God love is oh so true! God is good to me and you. Never forget that
the World was made for us to enjoy and not destroy. We must all do our part
to spread God's love and keep peace in our hearts.

Help each other along the way and never forget to pray. Let's not forget that
God is the best and he want everyone to help spread his love, peace, and joy
around the world.


Details | Free verse | |

The Hardest Thing

Last night we had a quarrel
We went to bed so mad
Each had to get up early
The morning was quite sad
I never meant to say that
I know you didn’t, too
With hopes to reconcile
Just know that I love you

Yeah darling…
It couldn’t be more true

That’s why 
Leaving you
Is the hardest thing to do

Each morning when we go to work
A piece of me, it goes with you
I cannot wait to get back home
To do those things we do

That’s why 
Leaving you
Is the hardest thing to do

I hope tonight we’re civil
We listen and we learn
Together, we’ll get past this
Each others trust, we’ll earn
So, then we can retire
To the bedroom that we share
Lie within each others arms
And show how much we care

Yeah darling…
It couldn’t be more true

That’s why 
Leaving you
Is the hardest thing to do

Each morning when we go to work
A piece of me, it goes with you
I cannot wait to get back home
To do those things we do

That’s why 
Leaving you
Is the hardest thing to do

And when my work’s over
I will come back to you


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The Cougar

I'm only in my twenties, but I really love this girl.
She's all I ever think about. She's my baby, she's my world.
Most people are ignorant. Some people just need to chill.
They're jealous, how can they understand, if they're not feeling what I feel?
Most say it will never work, but here we do it everyday.
It's give and take, just like everything else. We work together and we play.
We have fun together, we hardly fight, and our interests are the same.
If that's not a good match, then please tell me what is! I think you're the one who's insane.
We make each other happy! Isn't that what love is about?
She makes me want to jump up and down. She makes me want to shout!
Whould it be different if I were older then her? How does that make it right?
Men can date younger girls, and nobody cares to fight?
Well I don't care, I'm in love, and I will fight for this to last.
She makes me feel on top of the world. I've never felt this in the past.
This woman is sexy all around, and she has a heart of gold.
She's wonderful, up and down, the greatest story I've ever told.
So when you go out on the hunt, I recommend getting a cougar in your sights!
The one I got has rocked my world, and made my future bright.


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The Evil Elixir

He's up in the morning at 7 a.m.
Black coffee and paper. Toast and jam
His hair is perfection. His tie is secure
He's ready to take on the day

From home to the office, a 90 minute trip
Dumbass drivers and cell phone quips
Thoughts for the job that race through his head
To help earn himself better pay

A tiger by nine, he's doing just fine
Then noon brings a lunch that's followed by wine
From one until five he then starts to morph
When it's off to the bar for some more

A couple of shots with a beer back to boot
Three hours later he's got a full snoot
An illegal drive from the bar to his home
Now he can really tie one on

The morning sun shines on the man he should be
The evening brings a change by degree
The evil elixir turns man to a monster
With all sense of sanity gone


Rockman


For the "Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde" contest by Yasmin Khan

7th place winner.


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Always I Miss You

When I'm home sick, sulking half the day because your not here,
 And getting sadder if I say madder because your not there,
 I remind myself in an unusual way theres worse fared,
 If you don't mind being compared,
 
Repeating the many ways you cared,
 The experiences fondly replayed in many ways,
 Thoughts and memories that make me gay,
 Every recipe, every taste,
 Looking back it all seems in an awkward haste,
 
Now it is what I use to fill my plate,
 It's what I use so I won't be late,
 Staying here learning to appreciate,
 All the miles, trucks caring freight..
 
For your Christmas gifts the children just can't wait,
 But if you visit my mind would quake.


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If I die before I wake

As I die he will be with me,
I fell in love he had the key,
And always knelt on one knee.

My last thoughts are of him, 
As the lights go dim,
Life circling on a rim.

All at once we are apart,
The taste is so tart,
It all hits me in the heart.

You are left to live,
My heart your captive,
There is nothing to forgive.

My cheeks blush so shy,
With a tear in my eye,
As I start to die.

Fear not for I am well,
As many up here can tell,
It is not quite hell.

As I look from above,
kissing the forehead of my love,
I wonder what he dreams of.

I look at him so fondly,
his lips curve so grandly,
as he sleeps so soundly.

I'm like a hummingbird fluttering over his bed,
I wish to be with him but I am dead,
My life over and has fled.

I fear for my love for he is kind,
Strong handsome and well lined,
But now I leave him way behind.

Finding love is like a quiz,
Never knowing what it is,
He needs love from a heart as strong as his.


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Second Chance Prayer


Lord God,
Please help me get a second chance to make up for my past wrongdoing
Send me the Holy Spirit to choose the right path
Provide me Your Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit to help me better myself
Wisdom to have a deep understanding on what and how to change

Knowledge to know the reasons inside my sudden change
Counsel me to give advice in choosing to take on which direction to go to
Understanding to comprehend every situation 
Fortitude to have strength to be courageous on making a stand

Piety, to be faithful and offer goodness to others
Fear of the Lord to maintain Holy Fear to God
Thank You for Your help in transforming me
I respectfully ask this in the name of Father Christ Jesus for sending me the 7 Gifts of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Written 09162012

(Change “I”, “me” or “myself” when praying for someone or a group.) 


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A Veiled Black Lace Hat

Clare's hands were clasped upon her lap,
upon her crown, a veiled black lace hat.
A shattered calm she wore;
that took on strength
self-steadied after several drinks

If one dared look closer, to penetrate -
then one would see through the black veil's lace,
and reveal a woman, blank of face,
that long ago had left this place.

Clasped hands 
on which shine a
diamond ring
lustre lost, 
as do those things
that shine, then dull.
A lover's token 
which she pushed and pulled.

Parades of people floated past
condolences said and sent
as people slowly came and went.

Clare remained
with hands still clasped upon her lap
diamond dully staring back.

All had gone, as had he,
as Clare fell to her knees
face pale and pasty white
searching for that brilliant light
that never came. 

Clare stumbled out into the night
guided by vodka and
lace veiled sight

alone again; Clare cried insane
until a large sum of money came
as did twice before
when on her finger
shone a diamond ring -
lustre lost - as do those things
that shine, then dull
that push, then pull

In her closet, near the back
waits a favorite
veiled black lace hat


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Together

Together is what we should be, me loving you and you loving me.
We dont need to separate, because sooner or later it brings on hate.
Let's try to work it all out, You and I is what it is all about.

You need me, and this I know, why throw away something that 
can most certainly grow. Please be realisitc about our love, do not be afraid
to express yourself,  this is what you need, it might even help.

Why not try to understand, that we both go hand and hand.
I am your woman and you are my man. There is no denying in truth,
You need me, and I need you.


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Breaking Point

I should have stopped him the first time he hit me,
But I was new to love, and thought love didn’t leave.
Several years later, love became my excuse,
I was little-larry-lies-a-lot, denying abuse.

Life wasn’t the dream of our love letters.
I was a victim of hope, that he’d change for the better.
I couldn’t admit that I’d made a mistake,
So I let him kick me, till I felt my leg break.

After that, I had to admit the truth, 
Stop lying to myself, and find a new roof –
I’d always had the support of my friends,
But it took me crutches to stand up to him.


9/4/11


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Done For Good

Her look that day,
Should have told me everything she could not say.
Unprepared, I stared.
She walked away.
As she tossed our ring,
I felt the sting.

If I’d known then
How I feel today,
I'd heal the abscess and my heart’s decay,
Before her affection left me there that day.

JS Lambert


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It Looks Like Love to Me

You smile
You ask
No easy task
To put it into words
I look
And see 
Then say, it looks like love …to me

It’s that blanket on a winter night
You wrap around me oh so tight
The way you want to make things right
Honey, it just has to be, 
It looks like love…to me

You laugh
You say
There’s no other way
To be just who you are
I smile
Happily
Then say, it looks like love …to me

It’s the way you take me in your hold
You never let our love grow old
There’s not one doubt, for me I’m sold
Honey, it just has to be, 
It looks like love…to me

If love was ever one person
Then babe it would you
There is no other word for this
That’s why our love holds true

You look
Then smile
All the while
You never look away
My eyes
They see
It looks like love… to me

Yeah, honey
It looks like love… to me


Details | I do not know? | |

Where did we go wrong

Where did we go wrong

what happen to the love we had 
why must it be this way fussing and fighting 
Where did we go wrong
was our love so perfect that it had to be tainted
Where did we go wrong
did it need flaws to be perfect
Where did we go wrong
i was good to you what happen 
where did we go wrong 
i found love in you and you found love me 
Where did we go wrong
was my love so loud that i could not here you cry 
Where did we go wrong
when you cry your hart becomes weak for that 
person move in. 
Where did we go wrong
people ask me why do you love her 
she made me fill good about my self she lift my sprits 
she made me fill like a man.
Where did we go wrong
maybe my love was so blinding i could not see what was going on
Where did we go wrong
Where did i go wrong
Where did we go wrong
Where did i go wrong
did i not love you enough 
Where did i go wrong
did i not be there for you
Where did i go wrong
did i not care for you 
Where did i go wrong
twenty years gone by
Where did i go wrong
i never cheated 
Where did i go wrong
i always been faithful 
Where did i go wrong

            Where did we go wrong?



                                         By reginald conyers 
    My frist poem

Fin.


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Our Silver Anniversary



From the day I promised to be with you forever… It’s now been 25 years together! Through the trials, laughter and many miles We’ve had our share of joy and trials! You’ve been so loving patient with me. My beautiful wife— my lovely sweetie! This anniversary, I am so very proud of you! You’re a wonderful wife! Faithful and true! With you, God has given me the best! My love for you is so hard to express! I Love YOU! Is what I will always say, This very special anniversary day!!! Love, Jim


Details | I do not know? | |

For Anene Booysen 1996 - 2013

Hamba Kahle Anene Booysen! (1996 – 2013)


Dead at 17, brutally raped and left to die,
in the dirt,

 

at a construction site in Bredasdorp.

 

‘horrific’, ‘repulsed’,
‘brutally raped’, ‘shocked’,

 

do these words mean anything,
to anyone,

anymore.

 

Not to Anene Booysen,

 

murdered at 17, brutally raped and left to die,

in the dirt,

 

at a construction site in Bredasdorp.

 

Anene was raped,
savagely mutilated,

 

Her 17 year old body tossed aside,

 

by the hands of men.

 

Men, always men,

 

cowardly, beastly, perverted, twisted men.

 

‘Beastly’, ‘perverted’, ‘twisted’,

 

do these words mean anything,
to anyone,

anymore.

 

Not to Anene Booysen,

 

who now lies cold and dead.

 

How many Anene Booysens will it take,

 

for us,
society,
families,
people,

 

human-beings,

 

and,

 

men, especially men,

 

to excise the ghastly menace,

 

of the heinous capacity that resides,

 

within men,

 

always men,

 

to brutalise, rape, mutilate, and murder.

 

‘Brutalise’, ‘murder’, ‘rape’,

 

do these words mean anything,
to anyone,

anymore.

 

Not to Anene Booysen,

 

murdered at 17, brutally raped and left,

 

to die,

 

in the dirt,

 

at a construction site,

 

in Bredasdorp.

 

 

Anene Booysen
(1996 – 2013)

 

* – Hamba Kahle – “Farewell, Travel Well” in Zulu

 

** – Bredasdorp is a small town near Cape Town, South Africa


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Our QT Savior

In the cold of the morn with a crisp cloudy day…
A flat tire assailed a young girl, as she went on her way.
Young and full of life but definitely overwhelmed…
She was late for work and her husband had just nearly died.
She sat in her car, sniffling, worrying, and crying some wails.
She’d never changed a tire, a young husband always there.
But hurt he’d become, and in the hospital now remained…
It was up to her, suddenly alone, to make things right again.
She fretfully tried AAA but the wrong number was wrung…
Till Old Granny Goodness appeared with hope, and some fun.
She quickly got her out of the car, and found everything there.
Explaining what to do, Granny decided to entertain with flair.
Together they’d use a spare tire to fix that rickety old car.
They figured out the jack and successfully lifted the car.
But lug nuts are hard and need strength to unleash…
So granny fussed and she bug-tussled but never gave up
Till the young girl laughing, knew what she must do herself… 
Grabbing deep into her courage, she ran into the QT for help.
Sure enough, a worker volunteered to help that sweet young thing out.
And the lug nuts came off lickety-split with laughter on top.
The young man was gracious, and ever so kind and…
Yes, he finished the job with his best smile and in record time
And of course he helped put everything away, too, you can bet…
He even helped Old Granny Goodness up off the ground where she sat.
Then with a salute and fare thee well, he went back inside…
While Old Granny Goodness, and the girl put air in the tires.
By now the girl was the lead in the work as she smiled and laughed…
She was empowered; you know… there’s nothing wrong with that.
Yes, the world was saved as all found their way home, with a wink, at last.
Yes, with gratitude, a hug, and a smile… many a way can be found again.

Contest:Write me a Happy Poem 10-31-2011 CSEastman


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Yet, I Still Thrive

Does my face retrace the anger,
of a once distant love affair?
Do my curves exhaust a notion,
that at one time we kindly cared?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my smile rile your insides,
and shadow a subtle act?
Do my hips which sway in elegance,
bestow this monstrous attack?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my laughter force the cringe,
grimaced upon your face?
Do my fingers not gently guide you,
to a once happy, exotic place?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my spirit not depict beauty,
of a once stunning shore?
Do my lengthy legs not confine you,
in perfect synchronization anymore?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my sensuality no longer appease,
the thirst once quenched within?
Do my eyes announce the sadness,
of forever living in sin?
Yet, I still thrive.

Does my lonely heart sob uncontrollably,
noting a broken bond of hate?
Do my tears not convey the purpose,
of two lost souls with opposite fates?
Yet, I still thrive.



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away with the sun

Its getting late
but you already came 
and while you were here
things never change 
you lay with me
and tell me your words
then you leave 
and I feel hurt.
Its not you that hurts me 
but the sound of the door
closing behind you 
I know for sure 
you'd like to stay 
but you never do
I'm left alone 
missing you. 
These days its more frequent 
you leave so much
that you're gone more hours 
than the day brings sun
and I have begun 
to feel so numb
when the door closes 
another night I run
far away from the thoughts I have 
because its killing me to look
at my empty hands
I remember when we were on the sand 
you told me you loved me
but you weren't my man 
and so I walked, feeling okay
but too many months 
now I want you to stay
Am I selfish?
asking too much?
You only visit me an hour
after dusk
and I must go on
but should I stay?
when you see me sometimes
but its always too late.


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Always

Walking with you all the way, because I missed you night and day. 
Holding your hand to help guide the way, in the light of the moon? 
Sunshine brightening our lives whispering ways, hold my hand, 
I want to be with you, up lift your soul in oh so many crazes. 
Hold you in my arms and remembering when our lives took us, 
Each to two separate places, what am I to do now? Eyes so clear, 
Pull your likeness... 
Closer to me now and cling to you at closed in spaces? 
Whisper in your ear that I have no grievances to spare, so come to me, 
Come to me now, I want you to be here, love me now, I have a life to share. 
The effects are rollin over our bodies, like it can’t decide, 
Caught in between here and taking you out to be the ride of your life. 


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Traveler's Cecil and Debbie

We travel this hard road fast.
Our hearts love will always last.
We have learned well from the past.
Let’s just have a blast.


written for
Sponsor Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S. 
Contest Name "MAGNET MARVEL" 


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My Family and Me

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


Details | I do not know? | |

Something for the weekend

We’re preparing the house for invasion
They’ll be here pretty soon, there’s no doubt
The valuable things, have been tucked away
Some items, sans worth, we’ve left out

There are locks on all of the cupboards
The breakable pieces are hidden
To stop those inquisitive hands
Some rooms, will now be, forbidden

With toddlers about to arrive
For a weekend of laughter and frolics
If these grand parents hope to survive
They will need to become alcoholics 

But we sit and drink tea in the parlour
It passes the time while we’re waiting
Tea helps to quell, the nerves that you feel
When you’re infanticipating


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What's Happening to Marriages Today

What’s Happening to Marriages Today?

I was listening to someone just the other day…
And I couldn’t believe what he had to say!

He had left his wife and children for another!
She was young enough to be his daughter!

Here they were, “in love” and holding hands!
Hoping to soon, get their “wedding bands!”

They were pretending that this was so “cool.”
Living now by their own “set of rules!”

How sick and disgusting this is getting to be!
Is this something that many can’t see?

God gave us Adam and Eve to become one.
To bear fruit through daughters and sons!

He gave us marriage as holy vows are made.
Not to march in an “adulterous parade!”

We are treading on very dangerous ground!
Faithfulness and commitment 
are scarcely found!

The very definition of marriage is changing!
As the family unit is always rearranging!

Our only hope is in Jesus!  And him alone!
Let’s promote his love! Into our hearts and home!

Let’s allow his love to be our heart’s glue!
And bring new meaning to the words; “I love you!”

May his love bind our hearts and lives together!
And remain faithful to each other forever!

By Jim Pemberton    


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The soldier, the war, and I

The soldier, the war, and I


Today I am home and thinking to my self..
What would I be doing if I had a soldier coming home to me and my family?
What would I be doing if I was the soldier looking to going home to my family?
And then, I look back at all the years passed since this last war..

Many children have grown to become men, Others have grown to become soldiers
Where would I be if I had gone to the war and fought for my country?
Where would I be if I had gone and came back safely?
Where would I be if I had not gone at all because I was not qualified to go?
Would I be with my family or in a hospital injured?
Would I be standing proud, and laughing with my friends and family?
Or would I be dead, as I never got to come back?

Today I am home and thinking to myself..
Thinking of all of those brave soldiers, children still
Who are out there, suffering.. And some ill

Today I am home and thinking to myself..
How many woman are crying because of their gone loved ones
How many men are crying for their loved and missed ones
How many children are fatherless or motherless, or both!

And at the end I stop. I think no more..
I am grateful for the things I have, 
I am grateful for the people who surround me...
And I am sure grateful to never have gone to a war; yet, 
I sure appreciate the thoughts, courage, life, and suffering
Of all of those who have been touched by it.


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THE WOMAN WHO WOULDN'T LISTEN TO HER HUSBAND

THE WOMAN WHO WOULDN'T LISTEN TO HER HUSBAND

She would not think the way he did
How could one be so very bright 
Give all her passion to a cause
How could she have such skewered sight

He tried maneuver her with love
He tried to shout a bit and then
He thought he’d slap some sense in her
That’s when she left and said AMEN.


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Minding Marriage, or Marriage of the Minds...

We lean in, like a sculptured work in progress,
enigmatic scent to kiss,
when suddenly,
the three inch wide orange rubber bands around our wrists,
pulled behind our backs,
spring us away from each other
at supersonic speed.
Hair flying in front of our faces, slipping through wind without weight...
Back to opposing sides of the world,
tethered to work, anxiety, bills, and the unavoidable
responsibilities of adulthood.
Immediately, I feel my ankles bulge
under the strain of stretching out to meet you again.
My skull is an arrow aimed at you
and I perspire indigence at what I leave behind.
There are no words big enough to explain what I know.
That you are on your other side of the world,
arrow-headed in my direction,
straining wrists in orange bands,
shoulders almost dislocated from the magnetism
that life injects into the scenario.
It will be years again before we meet, perhaps,
and yet, as long as I have the knowledge of our combined efforts,
I have the strength to push ahead, pain what may.
The air is still stained with our image where we barely kissed.
Holographic disturbance which no soul will pass through,
until the orange bands are stretched to cracking rubber, thread size,
and we breathe each other's air once again.

Patience is an additive in my blood, these days,
and I rarely allow myself to ponder,
that, in the mean time, in all this strain and wonder
on our opposing sides of the world, struggling to reach one another,

we must continue to live in the same house.


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Drinking from the Baby Bottle

Holidays come and holidays go, but the grocery store is a war zone.
You got to get there fast… or Honey you’re just plain out of luck!
My diabetic hubby drinks caffeine free diet soda and what luck…
You know the ones he takes to work... Only the little bottles are left…
I knew I was truly sunk when the 3rd store was just the same.
So as lunch came around, my manly man’s manly sized lunch came out.
But everyone became quiet and laughed as the baby sized bottle came out.
Everyone was laughing as my hubby drank it down.
Then he held it up and said “In your diapers” as everyone laughed around.
And to everyone’s surprise he pulled another one out from his lunch…
This time there was applause as he drank that sucker down.
Today was his day to entertain.
Tomorrow it’ll be someone else’s to claim.
Thank goodness his sense of humor… is worthy of acclaim…



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More Than Yesterday

She says she feels the days upon her The many years she’d seen fly I tell her not to ever worry There is no reason for her to cry The worry she has thrust upon her So much weight for her to take She’s not alone; I’ll be there with her Through every night and morning’s wake Wanna take her Wanna hold her And let her know Despite we’re older I love her… more than yesterday I’ll protect her I’ll console her And let her know Just as I’ve told her I love her… more than yesterday There is no curse that we can’t conquer No sickness, together, we can’t cure I tell her this, because I love her And we’ll get past, of this I’m sure She smiles and behind I still see tears The worry she buries deep inside Trying not to show just how she feels But concern is one thing she just can’t hide Wanna take her Wanna hold her And let her know Despite we’re older I love her… more than yesterday I’ll protect her I’ll console her And let her know Just as I’ve told her I love her… more than yesterday Tomorrow, I tell her, is ours forever A love letter of life, eternally writing That hope and thoughts will keep us going Down our golden roads, a life exciting Wanna take her Wanna hold her And let her know Despite we’re older I love her… more than yesterday I’ll protect her I’ll console her And let her know Just as I’ve told her I love her… more than yesterday


Details | I do not know? | |

Why Should We Live?

Why should we live if we have 
nothing to live for?
Why should we live if we have
nothing to die for?
Why should we live if 
no one cares?
Why should we live if you're
loved by no one?
Why should we live if no
one likes you?
Why should we live if 
no one loves you?

Each day is just a day
Each day is a day closer to death.
What's the point of living?
Some may say none,
Others may say why.
Why should we live?
Tell me and I will think about your answer.


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Getting The Victory For An Addiction

I know of someone with a very powerful addiction.
It was eating him up like a “big time infection…”

His wife didn’t know what to do.  She was at her “wits end…”
No matter what she tried…  The troubles began…

At church… It didn’t seem to matter how much he cried.
Everything the pastor offered.  He already tried.

He couldn’t find an escape.  He felt trapped within.
How was he going to overcome this habitual sin?

He was raised as a Christian even as a young man.
But the problems he was now facing, 
He couldn’t understand…

He met others at church with similar “obsessions…”
As he began to listen to their many confessions…

The power he was seeking to overcome this “thing.”
Was not enough.  He had tried just about “everything.”

He wondered and had thought this whole thing out.
Is this was being a God-fearing person is all about?

As this addiction seemed to be pulling him down…
He reached out for help.  And a friend was found.

He cried out to Jesus with a desperate plea….
“Lord Jesus…  Have mercy on a sinner like me.”

As the days went by, he confessed his every sin.
And felt the blood of Jesus cleanse him within.

The victory that he needs and desperately sought.
Is already his.  It has been blood bought…

Amen!  Hallelujah!  Victory in Jesus is his indeed.
For Jesus has supplied his every need!

This victory can be yours too!  Won’t you give Jesus a chance!
He alone can change your every circumstance!

He has the power, by the blood of the lamb.
He’s reaching out to you!  Won’t you take his hand?

By Jim Pemberton
04/05/11



Details | Couplet | |

The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...
...
...
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........


Details | Rhyme | |

I'll Be There

I'll Be There... By: Brandon Lucas 

I call out your name,
but you can''t hear me.
I reach out to touch you,
and you are nowhere near me.
I''ve tried and tried
and feel I''ve failed
and done by best
to no avail.
Look in my eyes
and tell me you need me.
I''ll give you my hand
and let you lead me...
to anywhere I don''t care.
As long as you love me
I''ll be there.


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Forever Your Man

I'm very outgoing, yeah I talk to some girls,
but you got to understand, you're the queen of my world.
Honey, If I had the money, I would glitter your life.
I'd buy you diamond rings and I would make you my wife.
It's true, you've put me through, I'm stuck to you like super glue.
I just wouldn't know what I'd do without you as my boo!
I stand grand in this land, with you at my hand.
How can I make you understand that I'm forever your man?
You're like the leader of the band and I'm your number one fan!
You're totally fine, you're fun, crazy, sexy, and cool.
So glad you're mine, the one, that makes the other boys drool.
When I think about the times I brought a tear to your eye,
It makes me break down and cry. Sometimes I wish I would die.
Girl, you are my Angel. You were sent from above.
You saved me from this hell and filled my life up with love.
Where we'll go from here on out is a mystery to me,
but I know I'll be all right with you, always, next to me!


Details | Sonnet | |

Her Cultural Design

Feeling the thoughts that arise each passing day in life,
To be listened too, not to be chastised in given advice,
Wanting to be respected so real, not considered rife,
Affection daily, needing not much, desiring complete slice.

In love, I provide nurturing care when ailments occur.
In pain, I deliver daily chores wanting just sweet words.
In humor, I tell stories that may be enriched in a stir.
For these are feelings of my mind, not told for the birds.

I am not the only one belted in time by hormones alone.
However, my delivery of life challenges and stresses me.
I have intelligence, though many make me out, like a stone.
I have anger and strength, which I show in such deep degree.

I feel to be showed love, desire pleasantries from my other half.
I truly hate to be downtrodden, played as a joke in a laugh.


Details | I do not know? | |

American Heart

America resides within the heart of all Who believe in freedom, choice, voice and opportunity Deny, not, the display of pride within yourself Or else you’d deny pride in this land of the free America, more than land, it’s home to you and me Some dare tread, take arms against and try to squash All that America ever stood for, which is evident to all They fear the freedom, strength and all that’s offered As they know, against us, they would never stand tall And for all their attempts, America makes them fall This 9-11, let us not focus on terrorist actions But, on those Americans lost, that still live in our hearts Remember and honor them by living the American dream Exhibiting the ideals and always doing our part Showing all, America has muscle but lives through its heart


Details | Free verse | |

Valentine's Day

A Valentine's Day dedication for those who have lost a loved one.



I know you're watching from far away.
So I'll find the strength to kneel and pray,
and send you our love this Valentine's Day.
God gives me the power to understand,
that we can no longer hold your hand.
The sands of time pass graciously,
until we meet for eternity.
My unconditional emotion has no end.
Like the flowers in the spring and your spirit in the wind.
My hands are empty without you to hold.
My soul cries out alone in the cold.
My tears still fall and I wipe them away.
God gave me the strength to kneel and pray,
and send you our love this Valentine's Day.


Details | Free verse | |

Betrayal

 YOU have left a knife in her heart with your deceits.
 YOU have wrenched the love she once had.
 The beautiful picture of a happy family have now been TARNISHED with your infidelity.

 Your kisses are meaningless and when you caress her, she could  not care less.
 You have stained a part of her that can never return to who SHE once was.

  Lies, deceptions, secret affairs-----these venom have desecrated the "sacred walls"
                            Of a home of bliss, love and cheer. 

 YOU have wrenched the love she once had
 YOU have left a stain, a stain that no potent substance can remove.
 Oh dear, you have left a stain with your secret affairs!


Details | Haiku | |

Moods

Her love is hotter
And his hatred is colder
Than desert climate.


Details | I do not know? | |

Kitchen Window

Time alone
Yeah, we all need
But how does it help
When we need help
Because I still see

I see you parked in the car
In the driveway
The sunlight cast shadows
But still I see you
Do you see me?
Do you see? I’m sorry

This kitchen window
Lets me see you
And still feel you
But really lets me see me
The fact I need you
Do you see me?
Do you see? I’m sorry

We took the vows
Of man and wife
We all disagree
That’s just part of life
The harder we hit
With verbal attacks
It takes even longer
For us to come back

But do you see?
Do you see me? I’m sorry

Funny thing
This time apart
I’m watching you
I think you’re watching me
We hold our hearts
We wear them for the other
That’s all I can say
At least for today
Do you see?
Come inside to me


Details | Free verse | |

A Man

A man is like a Sunrise amber in hue
On rising, you feel all his energy around you 
through my eyes, seeing … strength reflecting 
like sunrays aligning out towards the sky 
If a problem shall arise … self-sacrificing will 
resolve it at that time 
 
A man can be attentive …will keep you in mind
with every throb of his heart … will keep your soul 
Glistening … like diamonds flowing … on top of a sea 
through my eyes, seeing this … makes me smile … by him giving 
the right amount of Sunshine

A man can … sway as tidal waves in the sea…drifting will bring 
different items to the shore’s feet 
through my eyes, seeing this … It may stop … but sometime later
the driftage will restart … Sunlight will continue to burn your heart

A man can be passionate about abstaining from 
shining … rays the other way ... being in just one 
place is where … his beam of light is frayed
through my eyes, seeing this man … a Sunset grayish in hue 
not in the distance as I thought … standing right
here glowing and shining next to me … and this man is a Sunrise amber in hue

  


Details | Verse | |

Oh Yohanes

Oh Yohannes
I must be honest
I’ve got a jones for you
And when I saw you, 
I remember the sun reflecting
rays of light on your skin 
so bronze, so peaceful, so simple

I wanted to tell you all my secret
desires and temptations
and kiss you and hold you close
and when I realized I was dreaming
and that this feeling was a hoax
I began to be led astray 
by sexual desires and thoughts of foul play

but in the meantime
I have fun with the fantasy of imagining  you beside me
I stay up countless nights thinking
about how we could defy gravity
and how we could somehow reverse all the laws of sanity
and just do something crazy
I can’t make it stop
I must be crazy

And when my eyes closed...
I wanted to fall in your arms and tell you about all the fantasies that were created in honor of you

And tell you how your eyes seem to remind me that it’s okay to be beautiful

Oh Yohannes
I must be honest 
Your deeply rooted stare 
will long remain a part of my fire
and my insanely human desire to make love 


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Sociopathic Love

 Sociopathic Love


Don't worry before He’s done with you; He‘ll ravage you
Not just physically but through his words both twisted and firm
If you could only accept that he decides when the game ends;
You'd realize an escape is just as much of an illusion as the man you think you know

Nothing can save you from this game
The lies will roll off his chameleon tongue as he reflects everything you've shown him
He’ll pour metaphors filled with an elusive pitch; deep inside the intimate spaces that fill your head

He'll patiently watch your every move
As you squirm with denial and try to claw your way past the anger
Just as you desperately try bargaining for release
He’ll watch you drowned in hopelessness, lost without the reflection you saw in him

It's a game you won't even realize you've been playing until he decides it's over
He'll know every piece of you by then
Especially the pieces he easily replaced well you were mesmerized in your own reflection
He’ll move on to his next prey soon and only then will you'll start to awaken
He thinks you'll never find all the pieces he planted; you'll never be whole without him 

As his eyes trace the contours of your acceptance
He’ll know at the precise moment he's broken you
As he watches your will bend pliantly to his
Making you just another possession he never really wanted
Then he’ll finally release you out of boredom
Leaving you lost without the mirror you helped him create
Wondering why the piece’s you're picking up won’t fit back together the way they once did

It’s then you’ll realize that he never knew how to love
He’s found his pleasure in the games he plays
Pleasure that calms the jealousy he holds against the emotions that he's unable to feel
Allowing him to walk away without remorse; leaving his victim in their darkest moment 
He's become bored with the people that surround him and confused by his own existence           To him love is only a game used to occupy time                                                               Whenever he decides the time is right it's simple

Game Over


Details | Rhyme | |

She loved her adverb more than me

My wife has left me for an adverb.
I don't know which one it is!
Is it slowly,quickly, nearly?
Life should not be like a quiz.

She told me that she "nearly" loved me,
When "dearly" was what I had hoped.
Life is full of lost illusions...
How do we 'reaved lovers cope

I think I should have kept it secret,
For now I sit and sadly grieve.
Do you think my wife is cruel?
What a strange excuse to leave!

Would she leave me for a pronoun?
Would she leave for a full stop?
Would I leave you for a quote mark?
Would I fall down in a black dot?

Come back,darling for I love you.
I have learned I must take care.
I will go for grammar lessons.
I am sure I can learn flair!

We can write a poem together,
You can choose the topic,dear.
I will hold my pen and write for
They say true love drives out fear.

Did I fear her? Did I love her?
Was she worthy of my heart?
Did she dislike my hairy nostrils?
Was that why we had to part?

Come back Mary,come back Mavis.
Come back Sunny, come back Sue
Without my wife I feel so lonely.
What is a left man to do?

Shall I vote for love or money?
Shall I throw my self away?
Shall I get a new agenda?
Will a new life start today?

Come back Miriam,come back Sarah!
Where have all the women gone?
Come back Rivka with your grammar.
I can feed you a cheese scone.

I work hard and I can cook.
I put fresh linen on the bed.
I can pay my bills in full.
But without my Love,my heart is dead


Details | I do not know? | |

Professional Divorcé

Lost in emotions
Two souls approaching new path
Bitterness adorned


Forgetting love, possibly they shared.
Reasoning on the fights, they had bared.
Manly disfiguring blow.
So possible you know.
Now departing, both no longer  paired.


Marriages four, divorced three times now in this life of mine.

If another comes my way, next lover shall be a glass of wine..




For
Sponsor (Destroyer ((Poet 
Contest Name ~DIVORCE CLUB~ 


Details | Free verse | |

The Human Seasons: Elements At War and Peace, Part III

                                                                  3.

Wrapped close, in implacable, bitter embrace,
The winter grips the land and holds it immobile,
The cat upon its mouse.

Stripped bare and glazed with stony ice
Ashudder beneath a slatecloud sky
That drops its snow in a hush of crowding dimness,
A white leaden mantle
Is lain over empty fields, piling 'round the trunks of skeletal trees
Standing soberly and waving their bony branches in the frozen air
The twilight days light a world now comatose,
Drawn in against the cold and huddled like 
Some invalid giant shorn of all his strength,
Lying stretched half slain across the firmament
Gazing into nothing with a distant blank stare
As scattered carrion birds wheel against a wan canvas,
Waiting.

Those two in their little house circle 'round as well,
Moving without purpose through the events of their lives
As the cold outside seeps into the rooms
Invading their thoughts
To make them tremble
Shaken in the blindness of their desperation,
And though the fire blazes orange-warm in the hearth,
Defending this inside space from the day's deep gloom,
Autumnal sorrows have collected in the silence
And worn their hearts weary with cares,
And thus the spirit's wounds have festered and widened,
Filling with the poison of despair.

Soft sparks the glow of the fire makes in his tired eyes,
Reflecting wild fears that her love is lost;
They dance in his mind, stabbing with a pain
That knows no cure.

Long the time he just looks at her,
This life that chose to be with him always,
And he sees that
Whatever
The hurt that came between,
He cannot bear that she leave him 
Condemned to go on without her,
Alone.

Her thoughts for him are much the same,
Though she says it not.
Yet when at last he reaches out across the table
And takes her hand in his,
She looks up, and for one long moment
They two become the lone human pair
In all of space and time,
And in one another's moist crystalline gaze
They read a deep sweet tale 
In a language without words.

          Something melts,
                                       And something breaks

In that moment when she gently folds 
Her delicate fingers over his,
Looking down again with a schoolgirl smile
Spreading irresistable over her face.

Outside, in the blackness of the star-shot night,
Ice cracks
And waters run clear beneath the snow.


Details | Rhyme | |

Do You Find Yourself In An Embarrassing Situation

Do you find yourself in an 
embarrassing situation?
And have brought shame with
 little or no explanation?

Perversion comes in many forms and different kinds.
The result of it is to pollute or destroy the mind…

This type of lifestyle can lead to “an overwhelming” addiction.
And bring into your life misery and affliction…

Many “starve” to “satisfy” their feeling of emptiness…
And too often find themselves
 in a place of loneliness.

If you’re looking to be free 
and have a love worth finding…
Come to Jesus now…  Allow his words
 of hope to be “binding.”

If you’re one who is seeking treatment
 in what you endeavor…
The promises of Christ are true
 and will last FOREVER!

He is the answer to what you desperately seek,,,
And can give you true victory each day of the week!

In the midst of this world’s temptations
 and “false allusions…”
Christ has the answer! 
 He is your true solution!

Allow his word to cleanse your mind and soul…
His blood can wash you clean 
and make you whole!

Enjoy his peace and mercy that’s
already been provided…
His love for you has long ago been decided!

Allow him to remove any embarrassment and shame!
He’s here right now…  Simply call on his name!

By Jim Pemberton 
 06/13/11


Details | Rhyme | |

Divorce Isn't Always the Best Choice

Divorce Isn’t Always A Good Choice! I met a person who’s been married for many years. When he talked to me, he was in tears! He was faced with the option of divorce! And now, he feels his life is driven “off course.” His wife said she’s through. She’s “all done.” And doing things which seemed “fun.” Beyond each day and the circumstance… Does this marriage even “have a chance?” Why do people seem happier when they’re apart? Far too often, this ends up in a broken heart! Too often, people “give up” on what they believe! But it’s so many lies, is what they receive! I spoke to this person, of God’s purpose and meaning! Into God’s loving arms, is where he needs to be leaning! When life changes, and marriage seems to have failed you… Jesus is here! And wants to put his arms around you! There’s hope and answers to all of your problems! You’ll find the answer in God’s word! HE can solve them! The best choice for you is to come and trust HIM! Give Jesus your life! Come now and love HIM! All he needs is for you to give him an invitation! He’ll change you! And make you a new creation! His love can do what no other power can ever do! He’ll bring new meaning in the words; “I LOVE YOU!” By Jim Pemberton


Details | Light Poetry | |

Absorbing

I saw you today On this day I feel new No longer blue, or sad or any of those emotions I sometimes have There was some forgiveness, in your voice Those words danced on the lobes of my ears I was quiet too the moment absorbing Then the tears You said, I believe you


Details | Rhyme | |

LET THESE WORDS CRY FOR ME

baby its killing me
its something on your mind you wont reveal to me
but lately its obvious you ain't really feeling me

we sleep under the same roof inside the same room in between the same 
covers
but still distant lovers

and every day that passes increases the distance
and even when we touch I taste the lies in your kisses

use to be my princess said I was your Knight in shining armor
vowed to love cherish and honor

but lately all i get is anger from your mouth
I feel like Tamia " it's a stranger in my house "

you want me bad like Bobby sensitive like Ralph
it leaves a sickness in my stomach when I try to figure out

why my baby so hateful lately
its driving me crazy
Im praying daily

and I don't want to argue but she just wont shut up
day after day the same thing I'm getting fed up
I need relief from this migraine pains it wont let up
now "Im looking at the front door" like Large Professors     (MAIN SOURCE SONG)


Details | Verse | |

Divorce (Footle)

Blame game

Same shame


Details | Rhyme | |

let me have it

i can't stand the sight of your face
i'd like to spray it with mace

even the soulnd of your muffle
sends me to scuffle

you dress like a dork
i wish someone would poke you with a fork

your appearance is ugly
i guess that's why i call you fugly

what's wrong with your butt
or is that just a mutt?

X----------X----------X---------X

your beauty is breath taking
our love is in the making

your eyes pull me in
i hope we're not kin

to say your name
makes me so tame

i love you my dear
i have no fear

you are the "man" of my dream
just like peaches and cream


Details | Free verse | |

White Trash Wedding

Shaving cream covers up the truck missing a left side window
Backyard lawn is freshly mowed folding chairs assembled
Trailer has been freshly scrubbed the scent of pine still lingers
Ready for the wedding day of Bubba James and Ginger

They’ve known each other all their lives even quit school together
Rumored that somehow their kin but that has yet been founded
Dated off and on for years come Spring a new arrival
Now she’s knocked up dressed in white, God help the child’s survival

The crowd has gathered to celebrate the union of this couple
Indeed a sight to for all to see two hands placed on the bible
Bubba James half drunk with shame with Ginger’s delicate condition
Say I do, a prayer is prayed, the party soon commences

Will their life bring happy times or a road of pure destruction
Pretty soon the child will come and test their own survival
Only God and fate can answer this too soon to draw conclusions
Just hope and pray for it’s too late to stop this white trash union
 

**This is not intended to offend anyone...just got an inspiration


Details | Epic | |

Felony Bigamy

Bigamy is the crime of marrying while one who has a  husband or wife who's still living
without getting a divorce. Bigamy is also illegal in not just the United States of
America, it's also illegal in other countries, including Canada. Everybody knows that it's
against the law to have been married to more than one husband or one wife. The victim (a
guy and a gal) will have found out that he and/or she is still married to his wife or she
is still married to her husband, soon. And when he and/or she does, the evil husband/wife will pay
for his or her deception. All people should also know that they can't marry somebody else
unless they had gotten a divorce or her husband or his wife passes on. It's bad enough for
the husband or the wife to have found out that he or she's marrying him or her for his or
her money and power. Those bad individuals will have fooled their relatives, that will
have included their parents, those would-be gold-diggers will have fooled their
co-workers, they will have fooled their friends, and by God, he or she will have even
fooled one another. How is it that a man or a woman wanting to get married to another
individual, knowing that he or she is already married to the other? I mean, who does that?
If he is married to more than one woman and she is married to more than one man, it's
felony bigamy, which means he or she can go to prison for it. And if these people are
thinking about marring more than one another individual, they shouldn't get married at all.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Day of Infamy

I can't imagine what goes through a girls mind,
As she lives grows and encounters the blues,
Looking for prince charming in the nick of time,
To carry her off on a journey that begins with two.

Most guys I know tremble at the thoughts of getting married,
They run hide say not for sale and crack other jokes for fun,
Guys think ball chain hang us now or let me be buried,
However with smitten heart they come with eyes fixed on one.

The day comes which the two have planned at last,
It seemed like forever this moment to arrive,
Hand in hand giving rings and vows shall they cast,
The Lord over them teaching them how to thrive.

Next stop vacation fun and the honey moon suite,
Then lessons of how to live together and pet peeves will spawn,
Moving on in their future we hear the pitter patter of little feet,
A home the lady will keep tidy while the man cuts the lawn.

Years will pass by and changes shall take place,
Children now grown and ready to leave the nest,
But the two remain in tact thankful for each other and new space,
Knowing it was God who helped them excel and pass each test.


Hebrews 13:4a - "Marriage is honourable in all,..."


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Sweet Rap

I'm gonna speak my mind, I'm gonna talk loud.
I want you to come with me, and the rest of your hot crowd.

Excuse-me-ladies, come over, and take a sip.
Please-be-with-me, I'm well equipped in the hips.

I've dreamed of you, since the day I could crawl.
Dropped my jaw, when I saw, y'all, tall, in the hall.

So, sit back, relax, on the bench, I'm the coach.
As I move close, start to make my approach.

When I look in your eyes, I can't explain how I feel.
For real, chill, in your beauty, time sits still.

I would swim the across the seas, just to get one sight.
Of all your beauty, Cutie, and to kiss you goodnight.

Drop, and hop, right over the winning team.
Cause, U without me, is like strawberries, without cream.

Just remember one thing, before my rap quit.
My name is T Rabbit and I'm your number one pick!


Details | Free verse | |

Hunting the zero man

A spoilt photo,a wasted life,
failure as a father,the experiment didn't come off.
So great was my abhorrence at the sight of humanity
that i decided to give her the go-by.
Ladies and gentlemen i introduce you,
the disintegration of my personality.
Brand me with a red-hot iron,iam the killer,
Lynch me ,who will struck the first blow?
Be stunned because iam the zero man.
Fully aware of the danger,iam the cracker man
so don't be soppy.
Sentimentalism is the reason of stupidity
and the end justifies the means.
Nothing ever put me out,no shiver all over my body.
Zero.
I will save my skin once again,believe it or not
and i will do this with fussiness,take it or leave it.

A clenched-fist salute to the dead child in front of my car.

I killed again giving birth to nothing.


Details | Rhyme | |

SCUMBUNNY

Linda was a scumbunny
It was known all over town
She cheated on her husband
And called him her clown
 
Linda was a real good time girl
Fun was her middle name
She would love 'em and leave 'em
To her it was just a game
 
Finally, her husband had enough
And walked out on her one day
Linda was left to fend for herself
And try to make her own way
 
She ended up on the street
And then life wasn't so funny
She said if she could go back in time
She'd never become a scumbunny 


After reading my poem SCUMBAG, about a cheating husband
 my friend Rhoda told me a cheating wife is a SCUMBUNNY


Details | Free verse | |

Burning Embers

After being together for a time of great length
I have no idea how I put up with you, or where I get the strength
You make me so furious, just so mad!
Why do I put myself through this, if I just end up being sad?
I get a reminder every morning when I turn to your side of the bed.
The passion our love used to have, a fire burning such a deep red.
Years pass and the fire dies down
I look at you and your once glowing smile, turned into a frown. 
What’s changing I really don’t know
Sometimes wondering if it was all a show…
But in the morning, breath stinky and hair a mess
I look at you and know I’m blessed. 
Because behind those eyes I see a spark
Memories of making out in the park
The only time we’d cry
is when we had to say good-bye. 
I see something that’s keeping us alive
During the screaming shouts there is something in our hearts we are trying to revive
We’re trying to rekindle the burning embers
When all of the sudden, not just our minds, but our hearts remember
We lean in for a passionate kiss
And all of the sudden, remember the feeling of bliss.
And who knew that was the fuel we needed,
A blissful kiss our hearts and lips have so deeply missed
To rekindle our fire
To rekindle our passion
To rekindle our faith and trust we had in each other.


Details | I do not know? | |

They Left so Abruptly

They Left so Abruptly

(for the countless South Africans, of all colours, who dedicated their lives for freedom and democracy)

the valiant ones
countless
many known
many more nameless

the truest sons and singers
husbands and poets
lovers and wives
daughters and farmers
workers and sisters
brothers and friends

they left so abruptly
with quiet pride
steely courage
gentle dignity

they left so abruptly
leaving us our tomorrows
brighter
hopeful
filled with promise

they left so abruptly
so that we may breathe
the breath of liberty
the air of freedom
the warmth of justice

they left so abruptly
leaving with us their parting gift

freedom
inkululeko
swatantrata
liberte
azadi
vhudilangi
libertad

they left so abruptly
yet we remember them all
today
in the days that slipped away
and in the many more that we await

they left so abruptly
yet they remain
hewed into our memories
etched in our consciences
engraved in our hearts
they left so abruptly
and yet they endure
with us
within us
now and forever more


Details | Rhyme | |

Fight of this Generation

As clouds move in,
A fight begins,

Inside my heart,
Is where it starts,

I see old faces, 
Chained to dark places,

Those who swore they would be better,
Those who believed they would hold their families together.

I see dead lives,
That can’t arise,

Fractures in their foundations,
They have destroyed their land with false sensations,

They do what they have learned from this so called life,
Stripped down by loveless fathers of abandonment and strife,

They yell and scream but can’t seem to move,
A generation that desperately wants to disprove,

The mistakes of the former one,
Yet they are bound by roots that make them run.

God have mercy, raise up your sons,
Teach them to face what they have become!

God have mercy,
Raise up our men,
Show them the cycle can be fixed once again.

God have mercy
Raise them up like you did for your son,
It is only by your power
we can change what has been done.

By; Sabina Nicole


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This Father's Day

This Father's Day...
 I am so very glad.
For giving to me a 
very special dad.

I've put him through 
many trials and tears.
He's been patient and loving 
during the years.

He taught me to love
 my parents and God.
Giving godly discipiine with 
a firm hand and rod.

He was there to help me
 to understand.
With a father's love and an
 outstretched hand.

Much godly advice... 
he was willing to give. 
Teaching me how a man
 of God ought to live.

A gift from God...  
In my father, did I find.
Who was there for me
 time after time.

He provided us kids a home.  
We were blessed!
My father to me... 
 Is simply the BEST!

By Jim Pemberton
2006


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The Other Woman

My muddied, motherly eyes I turned away
When he looked at her in that lustful way
Drowning my voice as my tongue I silenced
She was my shield against his violence
I had so devalued her existence
That from me he got no resistance
When on her tight lips his kisses landed
To her, the fault I scornfully handed
When timidly upon his lap she sat
I knew his manhood was eager to chat
I saw the smutty sneaky little snake
Her innocence he was ready to take
When I chose to ignore his erection
I packed away parental protection
She was the prey I threw into his cage
She could absorb his penetrating rage
I knew fear was his aphrodisiac
With her tears she begged for him to attack
Excited, his entrance was really vicious
To him, her agony was delicious
He filled her with soul stealing suffocating shame
The devil’s spawn, she was the one I blamed
When he drifted, he slithered into her bed
Dreaming of the day, when she would drop dead
She was the other woman, my rival
I had no regard for her survival
When his heavy fist fractured her fresh face, 
I was glad she was there to take my place
Into her spirit I twisted the knife
Taking from her everything but her life
In his wrath I left her alone to drown 
Abdicating my maternal crown


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Our Loved Ones May HURT US BUT GOD STILL LOVES US

Isn’t it amazing… The hurt and damage, someone can do? Especially by the same person who said; “I Love You!” Isn’t it amazing… How someone, which we’ve given our heart… Can betray our love, and “tear it all apart?” On that special day, when your vows were exchanged… It’s almost like “overnight,” some people change! Even amongst Christians. This seems too commonplace. As people seek their own desires… Instead of God’ grace. Isn’t it amazing… How anger, jealousy and bitterness begins? Even amongst our loved ones, that we have called “friends?” What’s more amazing… Is how God, in his mercy and care.. Still loves us. And he is always there! No matter what you’ve said… No matter what you’ll do…. God remains the same. And is always there for YOU! He is faithful. His commitment to you is strong and secure! His love is everlasting. And is 100% PURE! I stand amazed, as to how God still loves us. He asks for our heart. He wants to trust us! Won’t you come and experience his love today? He loves you so much more than words could ever say! By Jim Pemberton 10/05/11


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The Addiction Of Pornography


The Addiction Of Pornogtaphy...

.
A Christian brother had a confession.
Pornography in his life was an addiction .
I couldn't believe the words 
I began to hear.
As a message of hopelessness from 
his lips began to appear.

I began to see tears running down his cheek.
“I go to counseling once a week.”
This was a “man of God” as many believed.
True joy and fulfillment were no longer achieved.

As the lust in his heart began to burn.
Jesus-his once true love-he longed to return.
In the coming days and weeks ahead.
So many ungodly thoughts entered his head.

He began to lose his family and all he cherished.
His life before him began to perish
Then one night in deep agony, 
to God, he cried out;
“Is this what life is really all about?”


“Dear Jesus...in repentance I come to you.”
“I have sinned against God and my family too.”
He forsook the things he thought gave him pleasure.
And lived according to God's word
—his true treasure.
Run from every evil temptation
& lust of the flesh.
Or your life will end up in a huge mess!

Pornography in your life will destroy and decay.
From it's appearance—you must run away!
Enjoy Godly relationships as
Christ meant them to be.
Walk anew in God's love—Only HE 
can SET YOU FREE!

By Jim Pemberton


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Out of Gas Again!

My van is on push!
Can I borrow some money
To fill up the tank.


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This Dirty Old Man

The Dirty Old Man... 

I once knew of a dirty old man.
His way of living—I didn't understand. 
To the altar, many times he cried.
You wouldn't believe the things he tried. 

His involvement with sex became an addiction.
He began to raise quite a suspicion. 

His wife he once loved
was now despised.
I can still see the tears in her eyes. 

“What's happened to my husband?”she asked.
After she caught him in
shameful acts. 

He became so confused, 
not knowing where to turn.
As the sin in his heart daily burned. 

At church... he was one you 
could no longer find.
As God gave him over to a reprobate mind. 

The details in his life
began to unfold.
Even beyond the age I would call “old.” 

I often wonder what was uttered 
in his last breath.
As his lustful life brought
an early death. 

May you seek to live a Godly life.
Together—in God love—as husband and wife! 

Run from temptation's evil grasp.
Enjoy a Godly love with will forever last. 

His love will do what no other love can.
It will help you to be a Godly man! 

By Jim Pemberton
2006


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The Hermaphrodite: My Hero

A defender of justice, my stately Viking icon 
A hermaphroditic mystery unfounded fears surrounding.
Reigns victorious over odium, an unlikely champion. 
This brave genius subjugates falsehoods by telling…

My husband is my hero having faced differences alone.
One true champion loves; my darling has forgiven many men.
Caring instead of detesting those with hatreds so well honed.
Knowing the lack of understanding when false judgments begin.

Compassion brings to tears any tragedy borne by others.
Brawn builds a safety net protecting me from foes.
Wisdom wields a loving way of relating to our brothers.
Great insight healed my weary heart and understanding grows.

Educated intellectually and spiritually inclined.
My warrior against evil defends God’s goodly ways.
The front-runner to forgiveness with happy hopes refined.
Walking along a righteous path, together strengthening, love stays.

The victor over loneliness, now, my heart does profess.
No matter whether judgment flies, reality remains.  
There is no greater love than our love, by God blessed. 
Except for the love of God himself that never distains.

© January 16, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Thanks for wondering, Sara, It is NOT metaphoric...it is reality! My husband was born a member of the third sex...called inter-sexed, these days. Lovingly, Dane


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The Child, 1 2 1

A spirit as fragile as glass
A soul virgin in depth
As innocent to the world as to him or herself.
A stranger to emotions, a vessel covered in flesh and a unknown purpose here, on this earth  
to be discovered , yet.
Circumstances surrounding his or her conception is not known, but the child is a "gift" from 
one... to two...then back to one.
The Child is "joy" whether a daughter or son.
A world commanded by nine and not by ten, created of three, defined as one.
Let the writer's write about the child's world in view and inform the Gatekeeper to prepare to review .  

copyright @2004,2010 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins  


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Going Fast

Caught with glances past
Holding memories going fast
Faces lost pasts caught
I am sorry but I have no memory 
Of any times with you

As good as you look
Your only a odd felt hook
And what we had is now only you
As I open a new book
You would be some thing new

Yes I remember
But theres nothing that I feel
Here to remind me, nothing now here to do
I have nothing but pains for the memory
Your not even a fact or a smell
So untill you are actually bold
I will count you as cold
Some where in a dream I can't hold


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What If Joseph Kissed Potiphar's Wife

What If Joseph Kissed Potiphar’s Wife?

What would happen if Joseph kissed Potiphar’s wife?
Just think about the impact this would be on his life!

If he’d entered into her temptation and charm…
This would’ve cause much damage and harm!

Many of God’s blessings, I’m sure he would missed ‘em!
If he’s let Potiphar’s wife reach out and kiss him!

Thank God that he didn’t succumb to her beauty.
He held fast and remembered his God given duty!

A life serving God was something that he chose!
Even if it meant her tearing off a part of his clothes!

Godly living was something he decided to choose!
Even if it meant him being falsely accused!

God used him while he spent time in prison!
He trusted God, and knew that he was with him!

I’m sure there were things that he didn’t understand.
But soon, God made him the #2 ruler in the land!

May this be a stern warning to me and to all!
Think about what temptation may cause you to fall!

Scripture says “resist the devil and he will flee from you!”
Run to God!  And allow his presence
 to surround you!

This society often encourages to “indulge” in sexual sin!
This is where so much heartache and misery begins!

Run to the Lord!  Seek his spirit to lead and guide you!
A way to escape temptation, he’ll provide for you!

Like Joseph, run from temptation as fast as you can run!
And lay everything at the feet of God’s precious son!

His love will sustain you! Regardless of what you’re “missing.”
So you too can receive HIS love
 and Godly blessings!

By Jim Pemberton


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No, No, No

Mary, Mary, quite contrary said no too many times.
The boyfriend did cry foul, and left her standing in her prime.
But that’s OK I tell you, he wasn’t the right man to make a team.
And she was looking for true love, that illusive, lovely dream.

The important thing to remember is what this means to you.
Waiting can make sure that true love, is really, really true.



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LOST AND FOUND

To lose one’s faith is such a great disaster.
Life falls apart, disintegrates, and dies.
Climb back again. We have an amazing Master.

A man I know lost faith, and his life’s design.
He gave up hope, and took to pity’s resign.
To lose one’s faith is such a great disaster.

He broke a heart, a marriage, and kept the kids
But shredded them too, for lack of vision’s skids.
Climb back again.  We have and amazing Master.

His wife forgot her passion for truth’s wild fire,
And wandered, lost, into world’s framed by desire.
To lose one’s faith is such a great disaster.

But God was on her case.  He never left her,
And brought her longing heart within His spur.
She climbed back again to her amazing Master.

The tale goes on, for the children need to know
Why father’s fall had made them suffer so, 
Why losing faith is such a great disaster.
Climb back again.  We’ve such an amazing Master.


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A Push to Freedom

                               The dark night
                      harbored their evil intents,
                         and they struck swiftly,
         like a hawk that robbed the hen of its chicks.
                 Their weapon of courage they lifted,
                       to cow the intrepid soul. 

                          That night was your turn,
                      You, that is close to my heart.
                       You, my mettlesome hero,
           became a pusillanimous man to save your head.

                    Then they bundled you into your car,
                         and drove you to the unknown.
                          It was like a dream to you,
                    but you knew the end wasn't near.

                        I was oblivion of your plight.
                   I didn't know you were having a ride,
                    with the marauding beasts at night.
                       But with just one little push,
                          they ended that scary ride

                           That little push then,
                           threw you to freedom,
                           freedom to live,
                           the life that is yours.
                           Freedom to feel,
                           the love that we share.
                           Freedom to live again!
                           Freedom to feel again!
                           Freedom to breathe
                           another breath of life.




24th August, '12

Just expressing what I felt after I heard the news about my husband's encounter with armed robbers right in front of the house. His car was snatched from him and he was driven far away from the house. He was later pushed out of the car while the thieves drove away. God saved his life and the car was later recovered.


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I am Man


When those words are spoken, written, to be a man or not,
Buzz says the bee, to discover what is he?
When the vortex of brains come calling all to reveal plots,
On dripping lips with open mouths that are caves of echoes, opened with skeleton 
keys,
The makeup of a man with gray and white matter speaking to him,
Seats of consciousness much more grandeur than the largest auditorium,
Fleshy pods of minds, bodies, and souls, that are glass snakes with broken penis 
limbs,
Regeneration of anger, hate, sorrow, despair, and love trapped in the hearts 
sunless atrium,
Driving on streets with war bonnets making exchanges with Julius Cesear in the 
passenger seat,
Boxing wrongs reminding us that we are men, and men we are,
Love letters from Sappho, slapping vulnerability, and veneered with eroticized heat,
Ermine men with life lessons spitting out the memories of nightmares,
Graveyards of bones with worm infested skulls, and dreams at rest,
 To be a man in life, to be a man in death, here, and there, he must live or die the 
noblest. 


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elected

home land my claims my status false statements, interests of those of secondary gaines, to voice and ask inquires led to more flaggs of red what is to hide shcemes and lies slander is to cover white colar crimes, above the laws and rules, done best at....


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Lost Where They do not Belong <> End Line Poem

Parents and spouses to their photo's they look,  Another
           hero was killed fighting for our freedom.   Lost  
                       so far from his home and family,   Today
       we continue to send our sons and daughters,   But
                                there will come a day when,   They
                                      will live as free as we do.   Will
                         we ever learn from these theatres,    Never
                       again should we out live our children.    Be
  cause' another was lost today, but they will never be,    Forgotten



" I hope i have done this form devised by Dane Ann and HG proud "




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-6.php


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Thoughts in a Warm Room

She looked deep into his eyes
wondering why she loved him
It was not shape or personality alone
His tongue was sharp at times
and as he touched her magic parts
Wondering -- vanished


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how my illness affects my relationships

Ok im in love
been with a man for a year
who has swept me off my feet
I have been diagnosed
witha schitso effective mood disorder
i also am a recovering drug addict

Paranoia?
fear of your lover being your hitman
and then asking him how much the government is paying him
to make love to you
and not cringe
as you look for how the pieces fit
and his reasons of being in your life for the worst possible case sceraio
whem maybe just maybe
he is in love with you
for being kind hearted and generous
and sensitive
and creative

always wondering if hes cheating
always missing him
always keeping these things in the forefront of your mind
where were you?
with who?
why did that take soo long?
I know you say you love me.......
but
does anyone truly trust anyone that much to believe in love?

A guilty conscience from a drug addiction
due to meeting people who want to hook up
to use them for drugs
and then leave
this is called being a player
so basicaly if he was a cheater i would have drove him to it

In the end the result is
i want him to be happy
and the question is
how did i get soo screwed up
mental illness
paranoia
wondering why everyone is soo happy while your confused
putting pieces together to a mystery that may or may not be there
wondering even if you were a good detective and you did solve the crime
would you do anything anyway?
or just stay where you felt safe in the comfort of the nightmare of all the lies
that you proved to yourself were right

fight or flight?


In the end i always choose love
now love is a weapon
feeling seduced
and not soo well
question upon question of whats the worst that could happen as everything 
seems to blow up in your face


hopwever life continually proving you wrong
and people showing you again and again
they are your safe place and rock
even if you question it from time to time
has been reality babysitting me
and a saving grace
as my illness keeps me on my toes
and challenges me and my lover from day to day
and i wonder
how he can see through all my walls to the beauty i know i hold
and tell me about it
and make me feel so great


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Love Me Again

The sign said, "Privacy Please"
  He just kept knocking
  And I think he called me a tease
  My knees started knocking
  As he almost burst open the door
  The chain held, and his feelings begin to pour
 
I had no clue he felt so strong
  I thought I had put myself where I belonged
  Easy entertainment and a well tipped crew
  With my newest discovery I begin to brew
  An open development and boy if that man only knew
  His words were so truthful, I had waited so long
 
Quietly a slip of paper with his number on it
  Came through the crack on the floor
  My stomach became a boiling pit
  My cell phone became a key core
  I dialed, he answered, he said open the door
 
My door opened, he stepped in 
Now he was here it was do die or win


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Not Just another Love Poem

Love is discovered in so many ways
Different kinds we share today
For love is near, not far away
Have you discovered your love today?

Every time a mother gazes at her new born baby
Love is discovered in another way
A mother’s love does not change
It only grows as her child changes

A Father’s pride is how he shows his love
Love is discovered in another way
A father’s love is always shone through pride
In the works his children have done

When a child gets a pet
Love is discovered in another way
A child’s love is unchanged
Tears fall when the pet finally goes away

As we grow and as we change
Love is discovered in new ways
Be you a husband, father, mother, or wife
Love is sure to follow you all of you life


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I Dreamed of Jesus (Part 2)

...
My pupils met his, and immediately my eyes opened.
He saw my past, my present and the future to come.
Simultaneously, my body fell to its knees in submission
As I began to wail and confess, "Jesus-!  Jesus-!
I am sorry!  I am sorry!  I love You!  I love You!"
I knew He knew who I was and all I had been doing.
My heart begged for His forgiveness, longing for his love.
With his eyes still fixed on me, I trembled in anguish.
He overshadowed me, and the fear of torment
Particulated off of me.  Then, I saw my mother's face.
(I knew she had been praying for me with great concern.)
Then, without a word, I saw Jesus reach out to me.
He touched my back as if to lift me up with great force,
But with one last cry of His name, "JESUS-!"  I woke myself up.

I was kicking and moving my arms when I came to.
I was still on earth, but it was real.  I confessed my sins again and again.
I went to the bathroom to rouse myself, then to the opened window.
I was hot and sweaty and too afraid to sleep.  I sat up in bed, 
Turned on my bedside lamp, and began to write this dream.
Mirjana, turned toward me and asked me why I could not sleep.
I simply told her that I had to write, and she turned over.
I finally finished, turned out the light, wrapped her arms around me,
And closed my eyes.  I could still see His light brown eyes and outline of His face,
As if I had gazed at the sun too long and its image was x-rayed in my mind.
What was He going to do?  Would He have taken me somewhere?
Was he going to show me something?  Would he come again?
I do not know, but this was the second time I saw Him like this.
All I know is that He is perfect, and there is no darkness in Him at all.


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Fifty-Seven Years Ago Today

Fifty-Seven Years Ago Today


With new dress and suit, flowers, and hair fixed just right
The dreams, plans, and labors of our lives would unite

My brother and his gal stood beside us on the spot
To give witness to the world that we tied the knot

We stood nervous before the preacher at his home
Promised to cling to each other; never to roam

Said “I do” to the questions; gave the preacher his pay
Man and wife; fifty-seven years ago today.


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God's Definition of Marriage


God designed marriage as the real thing!
Anything less, is what a counterfeit brings!

His concept of one man and woman is very real.
He’s not interested in bowing to “man’s appeal.”

His court of justice rings very loud and clear!
The truth of his word shall NEVER disappear!

You can look in Genesis and it is found!
He created Adam from the dust of the ground!

He designed Eve from one of his ribs!
They were joined together as  both lived!

He didn’t need a constitution to know “their rights.”
He gave them HIS WORD as their guiding light!

Satan has been trying to pervert what God created!
This is a truth.  And need not be debated!

We have cheapened the value of the marriage institution!
And have added needless 
chaos and confusion!

Through the Bible, one husband and wife are taught!
Unless you want to live in Sodom, as did Lot!

Ungodly perversions take many forms and kinds.
And it soon piles up garbage into our minds!

“What God has put together.” 
 “Let no man put asunder.!”
Many ideas of “marriage,” is a total blunder!

One man and one woman is what God ordained in Eden.
It was Adam and Eve.  
Not Adam and Steven!

The choices in life are yours!  And yours alone!
Who is going to be the Lord, of your heart and home?

By Jim Pemberton  


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That September Day in 2001

Two thousand seven Hundred and fifty victims Murdered, Rest in Peace My entry into Nathan's 9-11 contest http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/america.php


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Mistletoe

threshold adornment… 
           customized love
                    awaits caressing touch










Written for

Sponsor Andrea Dietrich 
Contest Name HAIKU ME A CHRISTMAS TREE 


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When a house isnt a home

out of the car, and up the walk,
i go to the door and unlock the 
lock

loud voices through the  door
empties my heart  a little more

they yell about money, they 
yell about love
they yell about who goes down 
below or up above

she calls him crazy, he says 
"just maby"
he tells her he wants to go
she starts to cry and say she 
didnt know

then she starts to beg for 
forgivness
she wants to start over
but nobody really wants to 
relive this


i pull out the key and realize
now,
how things have to be 

this is when my house isnt a 
home to me                  





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Kate's Bible Add On

And it came to pass that they ate their dinner
and that she did washeth up.
And she did leave the dishes to drain
Whilst she put on the washing machine.
and the man was very pleased.

And it further came to pass
that she gave the man some pudding
and he was more pleased.
And then it came to pass the he fell asleep
By the fire.

And the Lord God,said
who is this man that sleepeth by his fire?
And he said,I shall waken him up
And the man awoke,
And God spake unto him

How is it that the woman laboureth in ye kitchen.
And that thou sleepeth here in an armchair.
and the man said,
but Thou didst order women to labour.
And the Lord God said unto the man
Why dost Thou remember so selectively what I have said?
And the man said,
I knoweth not and therefore I will help this woman.
And the Lord God said,
Why dost thou not think of it thyself?
And the man said in reply,
It was Thou that made me,O God.

And the Lord God was displeased with the man.
so he called down a plague of butterflies
To prevent him from sleeping.
And when the woman came in
she was much pleased to see these butterflies
and so she fell onto the man
And he did make love unto her.
And the cat was very pleased.

For it thrilled him to watch humans mating
and gave him hope
That the Lord God would take his rib and make a mate for him.
And indeed it doth seem to have happened
Judging by all the cats staring in ye old window here
And by their ecstatic yelps
That the Lord God was very generous with them
and made them many mates.
For truly there is no jealousy among them
And they mate freely and happily
and never have rows about the washing up..as they eat straight from the can.Amen

Here endeth thy lesson for today.


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The :Look On My Child's Face In An Ordinary Place


Just yesterday I noticed a look of
 love on my child’s face.
This happened in a most  “ordinary place.”

It was in our home...a place
 by God’s own design.
I felt God speaking to my heart
 this particular time.

I didn’t take any time to
 stop and realize,
The look of love and innocence
 in my child’s eyes.

“Am I being the kind of Dad
 God wants me to be?”
“Am I being an example of Christ
 for my child to see?”

Have I been demonstrating my
 God-given ability,
teaching my kids God’s love,
 and responsibility?

May a Christ-like life in my kids
 be clearly seen and understood,
As one day they will 
grow into adulthood.

I hope that one day my
 Children will say:
“I want to be like my Dad-
every single day!”

By Jim Pemberton




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Marriages

Marriages are for when the husbands and the wives are determined to stay together for what
will be the rest of their lives. These people have been married to each other since they
day the men and the women met through their relatives or old friends from either high
school or college. It seems that when a man and a woman have read their vows to each
other, they don't ever break. And once the men and the women are married to each other,
there's no more going to bars, no more going to any of those dating websites, and no more
enjoying the bachelor/bachelorette life, ever. Ones who commit infidelity will allow the
marriage to have ended in a divorce. Marriages also mean that these two people mustn't
cheat on each other with other men/women, even if he/she is as attractive as the current
husband/current wife is. Sometimes most marriages will last at least four months, but some
of them will have lasted for more that sixty to eighty years. The children will have been
born after these two people (a man and a woman) have been married to each other,
especially when they're planning on starting an actual family. Why, this is starting to
look like an episode of "The Newlywed Game" hosted by Robert "Bobby" Eubanks, Carnie
Wilson, and Sherri Sheppard. Those marriages are not just a unity of a man and a woman,
marriages are a unity of same-sex couples (two men and/or two women), especially when
they're about adopt some children of all foreign countries, including Haiti or China. But
even if all married couples have to deal with financial situations, monthly bills, the
arguments, or whatever, these two people must know that they still love each other and
must always be supportive of what their plans for the future are. And no matter the
struggle or other guys and/or women that will have interfered in their marriages that day
in and day out, all married couples must tell the others that their happily married and to
have spared them the embarrassment in the near future. And if these marriages were to last
until the end of time, that would be great for all married couples. Newlyweds, too.


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Soldiers return

Soldiers return

I lay
Half asleep
In my bed
As a new television show
Appears on the screen.

A woman
With ribbon tied over her eyes
To hide her sight
As her husband
Walks in the room
Wearing Army greens.

He slowly takes it off
As tears fall down her cheeks
As she holds him 
In her arms.

A small child
Comes from her room
With a big smile
On her face
As she jumps on her father.

Her head rest
On his shoulder
As she quietly speaks
"I missed you daddy."

His lip quivers
As he cries softly 
And says,
"I missed you too. I'll never leave you again."


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Secret Treasures

Discover your companion's world.
Explore trails, unearth secret treasures;
Two cultures are richer than one.
Discover your companion's world-
The lands, waters, moons and sun.
So, learn to speak in another's tongue.
Discover your companion's world.
Explore trails, unearth secret treasures.

(A fortune found before a meeting at work.)


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YOU ARE MORE PRECIOUS

You Are More Precious! You are more precious than silver or gold, More precious to me than could ever be told. My love for you is deep and endless, nothing can compare with it... I’s so wondrous! The life you have, the twinkle in your eye... My love for you is higher than the sky! You’re so precious to ME... a great treasure, I love you so much... beyond measure! Whatever path of life you may take, My love will be there for you— like an open gate… By Jim Pemberton


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If Only You Really Knew

I cant go and I can't leave 
I'm sadly broken from within between
I know that I probably should go
but every time my heart keeps telling  me, "no!"
you've changed so much, 
and you've lost your light,
now your filled with anger and spite.
you've stolen my happiness and my pride
you call me names and watch me cry
all my tears, sinking into all my fears.
you sit back and laugh with all the guys
joking like my misery is your biggest prize
when I met you , you were something so special,
something that shined like a ruby or crystal.
now your dull you should be ashamed,
your a little boy , you will never change.
god will give back what you've been giving
take this as a lesson in life's finer living. 
kindness and compassion can go a long way
maybe you should remember that, it could help you out some day :) 



This is actually a song that I wrote, Hope you enjoy! :) 
                                                 With Love,


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OUR HOUSE MAID'S DAUGHTER

I looked one more time at the scar
on her pretty forehead.
Our house-maid’s sweet little daughter.
She is just four years old.

Endured many scares and black scars
along with mother, so bold
facing tantrums of sot-father.
She is just four years old.

Today came she with news to share.
With puerile fervor told
“Becomes bride my father’s sister!”
She is just four years old.

“He is as strong as a wild boar
good groom; not a drunkard.”
Shocked; saw those deeper inner scars.
She is just four years old.



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A Special World

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.


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Adultery

How violated?
"thou shalt not...", fell on deaf ears
abandonment, tears


Details | I do not know? | |

Did You Know Love Was In An Accident

Did you know, Love was in an accident?

What! When? Where? Wow!  My, my. Tell me it’s a lie.
Can we pause for a moment of silence, focusing on love? Hold on there, love not gone. It’s real, but love wasn’t killed.

When did it happen? It was yesterday evening, I’m believing. It happen, when love was leaving. Everything seem peaceful, it was a lovely day, so they say.

Where was love? In a quite restaurant enjoying a delicious meal. And in came the unreal.  Love was taken by surprise; no one thought love would survive.

Wow!  All were speechless, love seem so powerless. As if someone had stolen all the joy. I am telling you what I know, but I suppose there is more.

I had warned love to be very careful. Always check out your company.  Don’t be in a hurry; look in all directions before proceeding, and definitely no speeding.

Poor love.  Made an illegal turn, and ran head on into trouble. Had a concussion and saw double. Forgot the basic rules of the game; avoid some situations, its okay to be ashame.

I believe love will learn to yield the right of way, on the next given day. It really didn’t have to be this way.

Innocent bystanders saw what happen to love. They said a few kind words while looking above. Someone dialed 1-800-Broken-Heart. It didn’t take long, the crew arrived and love was still alive.

Love is in therapy and recovering from love-gitis. They said it could have been worst; thank God there was no Funeral Hurst.

Sometimes our hearts get the best of us, especially in tender moments, warm occasions and special situations.

Thank you love, live long and always remember, sometimes things go wrong.
Have A Lovely Day…
Dr. “G”


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I can't bear to be perfect anymore

I always knew something about you would fade.
Your words never could reach my soul,
But they ripped my heart in half.
With every being of who you are you tired,
And tired but it never worked.
And who I am seems to be frowned upon,
Time and time again.
I was never enough for you,
And someday you'll move on to something great,
To someone greater.
And we're gonna grow apart,
One day I'll see you somewhere and remember you.
You'll be a married man and far past us,
And it won't matter to you.
It'll still scar me and even if right now
I appear as the stronger one, it won't be like this forever.
I'm breaking down on the inside, I just don't show it.
And you don't know the control you have,
I just had to write you this so you would know,
That I'm moving on' and letting go,
Even though I don't want to.
You'll keep going about your life,
And keep regretting me like you have been,
And I've never regretted you.
I feel like I've been pushed down,
Pushed down, cut and pushed into the dumpster.
The sadness is this is no longer a poem.
This isn't a work of art,
This is a sad way of writing a letter to a lost friend,
A lost friend who shouldn't be lost. 
A lost friend who should still be mine.
But I'll give you my acceptance of moving on when it feels,
While it feels unbearable. And I've lost you.
Odds against me, I doubt I'll ever have you again.
I've never been enough for you,
And I can't bear to try to be perfect anymore.
I can't feed you the lies so I'm enough for you.
I guess I'll always be imperfect,
And unable to be yours.
Hopefully you aren't always lost;
Love and leave,
Joy and tears,
Mine and gone,
One day we'll see.


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This Habit's Got A Hold Of Me I Can't Break It

This habit has a hold of me. ..
 I can’t seem to break it!
I’m so discouraged  …  I can’t “shake it!”

I don’t know what to do, or where to turn…
When I tell others about it. 
 They’re not concerned…

What am I going to do in a situation like this?
It seems like my life is just one huge mess!

The “satisfaction” I seek… I haven’t obtained.
I’ve only myself…  And no one else to blame…

Many discouraging thoughts 
have entered my head.
Each night I cry out loud before going to bed…

I can’t think or do anything like I once did.
I don’t know how much longer
 I ‘m going to live.

Can you help me Jesus?  I know that you can.
There’s no one else who’ll listen
 or understand…

I’m going to get on my knees and begin to pray…
And ask for God’s help.  I’ll do it TODAY!

I trust his power to break this habit of mine…
This is the hour!  This is the time!

I need true freedom.  And a love that will last.
Everything I’ve tried…  Disappears fast!

To you Lord Jesus I give my life that’s broken.
“Please come into my heart…”
  Are the words spoken.

“Help me Lord to have victory within…”
“And thank you Lord for being my friend!”

By Jim Pemberton  
 02/05/11


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Do We Have An Example Just ONE

Do We Have An Example?

Do we have an example of those
 who aren’t afraid to say…
“I’m going to bow my head
 to the Lord and pray.”

Do we have an example of those with a like mind?
To be respectful, courteous and kind?

Do we have an example of those who’ll take a stand?
Against the tide of evil 
all throughout this land?

Do we have an example?  Just one person?
Who’ll live by the Bible… 
And apply it’s lessons?

Do we have an example of those
 to teach the younger generation…
Living for God will give us a solid foundation?

Do we have an example?  Anyone to be found?
Who’ll spread the gospel 
to every city and town?

Do we have an example?  Can we look to YOU?
Who’ll try to live the way Jesus wants us to?

Can we find an example? With the courage to live?
Being Christ example with the power to FORGIVE!

Can we find an example?  Let me make this point.
There’s Jesus!  And he will  NEVER disappoint!

Can we trust this example?  Most assuredly YES!
In HIM can you find a security,
 a peace and a REST!

Will you be an example? And give your life to him?
And experience what it means to be “born again!”

His example of love can be yours and mine…
Won’t you give HIM a chance?
  While there’s still time?

By Jim Pemberton 
08/08/11


Details | I do not know? | |

HISTORY OF THE PROTESTANT CANON 11022011

The difference in the Catholic 
Protestant Bibles arose in the following manner
The jews living in the few centuries before Christ 
Were divided into two groups

The Jews dwelling in Palestine, speaking Hebrew
And the large number of Jews scattered
Throughout the Roman Empire, speaking the Greek language
Consequence of the conquest of Alexander the Great of Greece



Details | Couplet | |

After the Knock

Two young children play outside the house,
Inside a mother watches through windows folding a blouse.

With the kids in the back she heads to the chair,
When through the front window come soldiers, a pair.

One is dressed like her husband the other more like a priest,
Then came the knock, sounding like a relentless beast.

Her mind said just leave them outside at the door standing,
Her hand opened the door, on her knees she felt herself landing.

The soldiers told of her husbands fate,
Wanting them to just leave her tears could not wait.

The two young children came in the backdoor,
Seeing two soldiers and their mommy on the floor.

The oldest asked mommy what is the matter,
Come here my blessings, hugging, I will explain it later.

Her world had flipped, turned upside down,
He returned to her in a casket with a flag draped all around.

They had to drive from the airport to their small country plot,
She couldn’t count the people lined along the road, but it was a lot.

Each one waved a flag, some cried as if they knew her girls’ dad,
She’d never seen most of them, but seeing them now made her glad.

She saw signs that read “Welcome home Hero” and she filled with pride,
Even that couldn’t stop the tears, at the gravesite she just cried.

She stayed there saying goodbye, her family had to pull her away,
She’s glad they did for she wouldn’t have left his side that day.

She is exhausted, overwhelmed, she must sit down,
Then she sees the photo of him in a Tux and her in a wedding gown.

How could this be real, she’s too young to be a widowed wife,
He was her partner, best friend, the love of her life.

Now the hours have past his vessel is in the ground,
All the parties are leaving she’s alone in their home, not a sound.

She weeps in her chair alone in the dark no sound but the clock,
God help her find strength, a way to move forward, after the knock.


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All I Need

All I Need... By Candice 

I lay my head on your chest
and the stresses of the day melt away
as the soft rhythmic beating of your heart
puts me in my safe place.
A place so comfortable that my body
seems to melt into yours
and we become one.
The soft kisses you place on my forehead
warm my body with a euphoria that
no street drug could mimic.
My safe haven is your arms...
My lullaby is your heartbeat...
and my addiction is this wonderful man
who cradles me like a child.
This man who protects me.
This man who takes it upon himself
to ensure my safety...
and at the days end,
When I am tucked away in your blanket of protection,
I know that this is where i have longed
to be all day.
Right here...
Right Now...
This is all I need.


Details | Senryu | |

In The Dog House

The Dog House
Caught, he lied to her;
His ebullient smile said all,
On the couch he sleeps.


Details | Couplet | |

A marriage and a bet

One’s meanness and the other’s foolishness abet
them in arranging both a marriage and a bet. 

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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I Remember Back When

								 

I  remember at the young age of 9 or 10.
Going to the theater was 
considered a sin.
There were many things 
that as a young boy.
That I wanted to explore and enjoy.

My parents may have been "old fashioned."
They were filled with a Godly
love and compassion.
I look back now and with some hesitation.

And think about this 
"new generation."
I wonder "where have all of the morals gone to?"
Some parents are doing things, as a kid, I'd never do.
Many of the "Godly" parents don't seemed concerned.
What's right or wrong—they can't discern.

What once was a dividing line 
between black and white.
Is now; "if it feels good—it must be allright."
The savior's call for holiness in your life must dwell.
Living by his word will save your family from hell.

Maybe living for Jesus is by some, 
"a narrow way of living."
May your life be one of sacrifice, 
holiness and thanksgiving.
May your commitment be true, your heart sincere.
For one day very soon, Jesus shall appear.
Now's the time to be an example
of Jesus' precious name.
When he comes —will you be ready—
or be ashamed?

By Jim Pemberton


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Dance

My baby
My precious
My warm and glowing light
I cannot seem to sleep at night
For dreaming while I'm awake.

I dream of the kindness I see in your eyes
And I yearn to be able to hold you.
I dream of what Dubai is gonna look like
And how happy I think I'm gonna feel
Complete.
Content

Radiant.

Over and over I say your name, and only because it brings its you I've fallen in love with.
Suki
My Suki
You
are my
Suki!
Lol, my friend I can't say it enough and I absolutely love it.
Love you.

Aw man, if ever there were words, I'd sing them to you.
If only there were actions that showed you strong enough, I would do nothing else but
dance them for you.

But let me tell you this, my sweet love.
I have my whole life to sing
My whole life to dance
My whole life to dream.

And I want nothing more than to spend my life doing those things with you.


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Guilty As Charged Try Jesus

Guilty As Charged? There was a woman caught in an adulterous act. Her accusers came after her with all of the “facts…” She came to Jesus. .. With a heart-felt plea. “Master….” “Have mercy on someone like me!” Jesus looked at her as she wept and cried. So many other things she had already tried. Coming to Jesus… She felt scared and alone… Jesus told her accusers; “You without sin.” “Throw the first stone.” One by one… They dropped the stones and fled. Rather than face the truth… They ran away instead… Jesus told the woman; “Your forgiven.” “Go and sin no more…” She was the meaning of what God’s grace was meant for. If you’re caught in a situation, with “no way out…” This is what the meaning of salvation is all about! Any “accusers” you may have, will quickly run and hide. When to Jesus you come… And have him “on your side…” Allow the master to cleanse your life this very hour… And experience the love of his life-changing power! He’ll take you in with his arms wide open. “You’re forgiven!” Will be the lovely words spoken! Be “caught up” in the savior’s redeeming grace… He’ll give you hope and put a smile on your face! By Jim Pemberton


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I Dreamed of Jesus

His eyes, they do pierce...
Sharper than the points of the nails
That punctured his hands and feet,
More accurate than the blade of the spear
That drove blood and water from his side.

Last night, I was sitting at a drawing table
(Whether I was writing or drawing,
Or preparing to do so, I do not know.)
In a room without walls with the table lamp on.
Both my arms were on the table top
As light from the west stretched shadows
To the east until they were no more.
His figure drew near, but He was not alone.
Mirjana held his left hand like a royal.  
Her hair was up, and she was in a long gown.
She was enveloped with light like one of his angels.
Her facial expression was that of Eve in the arms of God
Being carried to Adam, who was about to be touched.
When I looked at Him, it seemed my eyes closed;
But His face still came to me.  Through my eye lids,
I surveyed His image.  It was the whitest white
Mingled with the gold of sunrise, translucent 
From head to toe; He was floating toward me
With a smile on His face.  His hair was long and brown;
But the light made it look white;  His teeth were straight.
His full beard appeared like his hair, and then...


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The River Of Love

'Twas a journey of souls
  Thru a shadowy glen
Near a deep, darkened wood
  On a path with no end.
Souls, alone starving, together so dead
  Walking in weary comport to the damp, musty bed.
On the edge of a river of dreams and of life
  Corpses float before the hopeful eyes of a man and his wife.
With full fervor and joy they had rushed to the scene- 
  Nervous thoughts, frightening sights begin to darken the dream.
Can they survive through life with hands held,
  Hearts joined, souls matched when others had failed.
With slight hesitation they slowly step in
  To the flow of their future, wondering what will begin.
Corpses slowly bob by like it's there they belong
  As a chorus of banshees sings a quaint wedding song.
As they drift down the river, she holding him,
  Too quickly they realize that together they can't  swim.
Fighting through the current they dunk and they rise.
  He wrestling her strokes. She poking his eyes.
Holding hands they can't make it. Together they'll drown.
  See the sad, solemn truth as he tears at her gown.
Fighting for survival in the river of life
  No man can hope make it if he carry a wife.
And the woman she too will be burdened down sure
  If a man on her shoulders takes her down even more.
The corpses are many, the pain is so deep.
  Please don't go swimming at "life-long-love beach".


Details | Free verse | |

NIGHT OF BULLY (1)

The day was of spring, 
Very warm and damp
The sun shone fitfully
A day that harbors with it brightness

It was a night that carries no signal
Owl was not in sight
Neither was its voice heard
But it was a night of the owl 

It speaks ominous dialect
Utterly different from the day’s language
Its parlance we could not understand
It was a night of bully.





Alayande Stephen T.
August 3rd, 2008
11.38pm

At the Kitchen Republic,
NYSC Camp, Yikpata, Kwara State.


Details | Quatrain | |

THE ANGRY MAN

Dumb as a sack of hammers,
He thinks he knows it all.
He knows enough to get him by,
But blames you if he falls.

He's careful but not confident.
He's never known a day,
When he was happy or content.
He never learned to play.

He blames all that upon his wife.
Lord knows she isn't perfect;
But he blames her for everything,
And says she is defect.

If things go wrong as things will do,
He blames her for it all.
He knows he didn't cause it,
So she must take the fall.

He complains most every day,
'Bout this, that or the other.
Life in general he can't take,
Seems breathing is a bother.

He blames her for their lot in life.
'Thout her he'd be rich.
It's all her fault, he knows it is,
She's such a stupid bitch.

For years she's lived with naught but strife.
Not one good word he's spoken.
What would he do without his wife,
Without his little token?

He knows he really needs her.
'Thout her he'd be alone.
No one else would hang around,
And listen to him moan.

He needs her there for company,
To play his little game.
Without her he'd be all alone,
And then who would he blame?

                                   Judy Ball




Some people wouldn't be happy if you peed in their cornflakes.



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Can God Find You Faithful

Can God Find You Faithful?

I once knew a man had made
up his mind.
He left his wife and children behind!

He met someone who “captured his heart.”
This was a deception 
from the very start!

His wife gave God and their kids
her love and attention...
But her husband went
Into another direction!

  They went to church...
 And did their "Sunday best."
How could this 
 turn into such a mess?

Temptation can happen to anyone!. 
Whether rich or poor.
Be careful what you allow to
 enter your heart's door.

Regardless of whether you've been
 married for a lot of years..."
One shameful act can bring
 heartache and tears!

The love that’s been given...
  Let no one take away!
No matter what others think...
 Or what they might say.

Stay true to God!  You'll be 
glad you did!
His love and joy will bless you
 each day you live!

Jesus will never forsake you!
Or leave you alone!
Allow HIM to bring peace and
 restore your home!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Blank verse | |

Remebering

There goes that smile again, 
loose
like a stray hair, 
greying;
caught upon the breeze.
You wheeze out a last laugh remembering times gone,
Back when you shone. 
Now only with mind's eye, 
rose-tinted,
is it hinted that you knew of the summer and spring.

Smile-wrinkles and worry lines still enchant,
Even as they plant: 
bitter-sweet feelings deep in my soul.
Crow's-feet 
clutch
as memories call out their last sweet siren song.

Past these old lips a complaint spills:
discomfort and distance.
Far from me,
lost.
As the frost covers your world, 
those first flakes stick.
You again thick in fog 
moan about those kids and how they sing.

Holding your hand I take night watch, 
weep silently at endless loss.
Later as I toss and turn I imagine that your mind 
remains intwined with mine.
That all, for now,
is fine with you, 
I forget all life now is tinged with the bitterest sting...
But then I remember...


Details | I do not know? | |

A Walk To Remember

I met you on that hot summer day,
We were walking by the bay.
You had a gleam in your eye,
I knew then, you were thee guy.
I called you first,
I was so nervous, I almost burst.
We would make small talk,
And hold hands as we went on walks.
I could hear the beating of my heart,
Hoping that we would never part.
My hands would start to sweat,
In my heart, is where you crept.
I was so in love with you,
I could feel it, I just knew.
You loved me back,
Our lives joined together was no act.
We had so much fun,
Everything together we've done.
We would stare into eachother's eyes,
Promising to never say Good-bye.
A couple years went past,
I knew our love would last.
We would always smile,
Our love was no denile.
Then that day came,
The gleam in your eyes was still the same.
You took me to the beach,
Asked me to have a seat.
In your pocket, your hand went,
Then you told the story how we met.
You bent down on one knee,
"Will you be my wife?" You asked me.
I started to cry and answered "YES!"
You held me in your gentle caress.
Six months later, we were married,
In our new home, I was carried.
You laid me on the bed,
"I love you forever." You had said.
We made love that night,
Everything was so perfectly right.
I cuddled close to you,
I then told you, "I love you too."
Days went by, and I was with child,
Your cell phone I then dialed.
I told you that you're gonna be a Daddy.
You jumped for joy, you were so happy.
Then, the day came about,
We had a couple names picked out.
I started to feel real improper,
So you took me to the Doctor.
I was in labor,
Every moment you savored.
I gave birth to our healthy, handsome son.
With him, we were joined as one.
We have a loving family,
Living together happily.
We will always be together,
We promised eachother FOREVER.


Details | Quintain (English) | |

WW2 poem

Look back on the war
All that corruption
Caused by a world,
A world of destruction
 

All the men
Who gave their lives
And left their home
Their families, their wives
 

Hear the guns
Trilling out death
And through their helmets
All smell is their breath.
 

Into the muddy trenches again
Their retreat, their haven
With rats running over the dead
And flying over head is a lone raven
 

At the crack of dawn
The brave soldier awake
To the cry of guns
Enemies collecting every life they can take
 

They are everywhere
All their spies
Your friends, your neighbours
With evil in their eyes
 

Watch your mouth
Watch your back
If you do
You’ll remain intact
 

No real funeral
Only a shallow grave
On the battlefield
For one so brave
 

And what of the families 
They left behind
To do good
For all mankind
 

Eventually we won the war 
But at what cost?
For now we wear a poppy
To signify the ones we lost.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Unspoken Love

We talk about the weather, about what we did today..
We talk about the kids, and the funny things they say
There are things that are never talked about, that are
screaming to be said
Some things are in my heart, and some are in my head.
You used to say I love you, I'd say I love you to
and how much you missed me, and the fun stuff we'd do
The many miles between us has frazzeled us to the core,
and feelings are strained, and not as strong as the may 
have been before.
Time itself has made it's mark, it's taken a toll on us to,
That wouldn't be a bad thing, if I were still me, and you
were still you.
I want to walk with you and hold your hand, and say how 
much I love you,
I want to kiss you on a crowded street, the way we used 
to do.
I want to whisper in your ear, say things to you I've never
said,
cover your body in laverder, from your toes up to your head
I want to take your heart and wrap it up inside mine,
and keep them safe forever, until the end of time.


Details | Rhyme | |

Batter Half

Beaten to a pulp
And left here to die
I look up and see
Our wedding photo
From a swollen eye
Till Death Do Us Part
Were the words in our vows
He'll soon have his way
After this violent row


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Speaking That Which Is Wholesome And Good

Speaking That Which Is Wholesome and Good… You must be careful to speak that which is good and wholesome. Speaking like this will minister to others.. In a way that will "bless them!" May the words that are chosen, be used for edification… May they be said in a manner of a Godly dedication! As you speak… May you minister grace to the listener. Brining healing in the words spoken to your brother and sister! The words of kindness and love… May we all freely give it. And not quench the work of the Holy Spirit! As we are sealed by God on the day of redemption. We’re called to be HIS example. There’s no exemption! May all bitterness, wrath and anger immediately diminish. So our spiritual lives can be daily replenished! Be kind toward one another, gracious and tenderhearted… So the goodness of God… Through you… Can be started! As you forgive other… As Christ has forgiven you… May we not forget HIS words: “I LOVE YOU!” The power and grace of God is what he’s anxiously revealing. As you apply HIS words with a purpose and meaning! By Jim Pemberton Read Ephesians 4:29-32


Details | I do not know? | |

Watch The Horizon

That orange-pink sky
takes my breath away.
So pure and lovely
it spreads across the horizon.

But as the sky grows darker and darker
The pink fades to purple 
The orange to red
The light blue to a colder blue
Night is coming.

Before i knew it
The sky was glimmering in stars
The full moon shining brightly over head
The wind picked up a bit
And i shivered

The night was cold 
And the dark made it colder.
As an action to stay warm 
I pulled up my collar 
But it didn't work.

I quickly made my way home
Being sure no one saw
For they didn't know i was out.
For they didn't know i was waiting for my miracle.

I wake up early the next morning
And head outside.
The birds were starting to wake up
The sky was turning that soft pink color
Of sunrise. 

I quickened my pace 
to make it on time.
And just as it began i made it to the stop

The sunrise was beautiful
and it took away my breath.
I smiled to myself and thought my wish.
I had a feeling,
Something good will happen.
All i had to do was watch the sun set.

With hope in my heart 
And joy filling my body
I jogged home.

The day was passing 
and the sunset was coming
I needed to get out
Right Now!
I excused myself and quickly went outside

I ran to the stop.
Panting and tired i made it a little late
The sky was an amazing orange/purple color
I smiled despite the day i had. 

Once again the sunset was ending
But today it was different
Today a figure walked toward me
And deep in my heart i knew it was you.

5 years, 8 months, 12 weeks
25 days, 24 hours, 30 minutes 
was all it took

To see you walking back to me from war
ALIVE.
And all i did 
was Watch the Horizon


Dedicated to all those families who have a loved one in the military. We wish for their safe return. God Bless them all!


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Boundaries

My love for you
is a countless drops of moist rain
perhaps that is the reason
I wish
It keeps raining
all day and night
perhaps that is why
I wish
monsoon be the season
all year long.
My love for you
s boundless part of my life
perhaps that is the reason
I wish
you to be my soul
thus will exist
life after life
and beyond.

My love for you
is soundless sea of devotion
perhaps that is the reason
I wish
to be drawn deeper and deeper
quietly within you.


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I am a soldier

I walk through the desert 
with sand in my eyes
The people see me passing by
and all they can do is smile

Yet back home I step outside
and people stop to stare
Not because they know me 
But because of what I wear

See I am a soldier 
I fight for what is right
I stand up for freedom
I fight with all my might

Yet some may say I am wrong
that my job shouldn't be done
It isn't our place to fight for them
That we should be gone

But there is something they don't know
or seem to understand
My job is to fight for those who need us
no matter  where the land.

I made a decision when I took this job
to fight the fight when needed.
To answer the call to go to war
no matter where we're headed.


So when you see us on the street
Just remember you are free
Because people answered the call
to fight for freedom like me.


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Less Than A Day

The touch of your whispers has blown through the air
And the wave of summer disappears in the sand
There’s nothing to stop these memories are gone
Let the playbook now rest for the feelings they’ve stopped
Slowly it turns the small hands on your wrist
The knots in your belly have clenched like a fist
You picture the east and close her eyes
For the dawn’s a coming in all of our lives
The night’s now bleeding forever it tilts
Circling the orbit no rest from the filth
Rivers are flowing and spirits are dim
And the skies from the ocean will always stand still
The pain from the east has moved to the west
These days are numbered just like the rest
Blind in the rivers the hand clears it away
The whole world has changed in less than a day


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Murder in the Skies

It was on this day
December the 21st, 1988
Pan Am Flight 103
Would learn of it's fate
 
Blown out of the sky
For all the world to see
Two hundred and fifty nine people
Rained down on me
 
My country Scotland
Lockerbie town
The falling of life
In deathly down
 
This 747
Model 121
Laid-en with fuel
The horror's begun
 
Argentinian, Belgium
Bolivia too
Canada, France
Sat beside you
 
Germany, Hungary
India as well
Hey, Herr 
The flights going well
 
Ireland, Israel
Italy flew
To go to the States
All feeling brand new
 
Jamaica, Japan
Philippines seated
Family toil
Families depleted
 
South Africa, Spain
Sweden in flight
JFK
Will not be tonight
 
Switzerland, Trinidad and Tobago
The United Kingdom, United States
All of the above
On this December date
 
We also remember
Eleven on the ground
Who obliterated to nothing
Not hearing a sound
 
The town of Lockerbie
Will never be the same
Yet one of the gang goes free
Because the poor guys in pain
 
Where's the compassion
Of the 270 lost
Their memory now tarnished
To the Scottish Governments cost
 
We set him free
To his home he goes
Treated like a hero
All compassion has froze
 
My thoughts and my tears
Are for the truly lost ones
Who will never enjoy
The return to their hometown


In dedication to the 270 who lost their lives on December 21st 1988.



http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/loss.php




 


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I Can't Do This Anymore It's Dragging Me Down

I just can’t keep “doing this” any longer! What am I doing? I began to wonder… This “sin” just keeps dragging me further down… What do I do? There’s no one around??? This “thing” has got a hold on me… I cry every night… I want to be FREE! I’ve tried and tried… But to no avail… Just when I think I have victory… I fail! I’ve read in scripture of a power that I haven’t seen. I read of a savior who can do ANYTHING! Why don’t I give him a try? I’ve nothing to lose! I’ve been so hurt, worn out and abused..… To you, dear Jesus… I confess my every sin. And can feel your love from deep within! Thank you Jesus! For giving me a joy I never knew… I don’t know where I’d be if not for YOU! You’ve brought to my life a peace I never had. For all you’ve done for me. I am so glad! Won’t YOU give your burdens to this one… I call friend? And experience the joy of being born again? Please come to him now. Why not this hour? And experience his life-changing power! By Jim Pemberton 01/17/10


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MOMENTS



     My heart pounded, as we held each other for the first time


          Your tender caresses make each day a new adventure in love


    Two hearts bound together, we alone can share these moments.


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Callous eyes

Callous 

Every tiny things matter in a young world, 
and then with callous eyes, he is used to pick
days and nights as they pass him, as they pass beyond.

Sometimes he panics, fears that she’ll go away 
and he won’t feel any ache, just be watching her
moving away, erasing; looking at the place
where she has been seen last; with covert anger.

A tiny butterfly flies, in and out, in and… 
the patch of rain raises smells, smells of musty dusk.
The callous eyes follow the hands clutching heart 
where past is blending in pains and agonies.  
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


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The broken fairytale

Once upon a time there lived,
A beautiful girl and a man she loved.
So true was such their love,
There wasn't anyone who disapproved.
 
It had been love at first sight,
A fairy tale since that day.
The maiden had found the man of her dreams,
No one else needed to have a say.
 
They had done it all,
Candlelight dinners, shyly holding hands,
Kissing in the rain, dancing around trees,
Leaving intertwined footprints on white sands.
 
But it wasn't just another love story,
It was uniquely special like every other one.
They had eyes for no other but one another,
The best part of their lives had just begun.
 
They traveled around the world,
And she kissed her man at the seven wonders each.
People would smile at the storybook couple,
As they counted stars standing on a beach.
 
With her, he was the man he wished to be,
The one who wouldn't think twice,
About pulling her up to dance in a crowded train,
He'd protect her, keep her happy at any price.
 
He'd see through her weak smile,
All the way to the tears inside,
He'd whisper sweet things in her ear,
Hold her till all the tears dried.
 
Though they did have a fair share of problems,
They always came together again,
No matter what happened,
Like raindrops on a window pane.
 
On a rainy day, she had sat waiting,
Wondering about the surprise he had promised,
But he never came,
For the winds of fate had suddenly changed. 
 
Five years after that day, she found herself alone,
Sitting on the porch, counting stars on her own,
As she recalled the day he had been taken from her,
'An unfortunate accident' on the next the papers had shown.
 
She hadn't cried on the phone, she hadn't cried on the way,
She didn't even cry when she had to identify him,
Not a single tear or a heartrending sob.
She just stared ahead with an expression so grim.
 
It was only when she had received his belongings,
The remnants of his last minutes, did she react.
She screamt and cried, laughed and wailed,
For among others, was a diamond ring beautifully packed.
 
His surprise, the laughter in his voice,
The excitement, the secrecy of the evening.
He had been right, it had left her breathless,
But he wasn't there to see the sorrow it did bring.
 
Even now her eyes brimmed with tears,
As she looked at the ring as it sparkled,
And thought of that time when there lived,
A beautiful girl and a man she loved.
 
- Miliya Parveen


Details | Free verse | |

You Don't Know Her

A beautiful women on the corner of the street;
Short mini skirt, leopard print blouse, and stillettos on her feet.
Gorgeous blonde hair flowing down her back;
Too much make-up on her face and a fake tan to match.
Selling her body to guys out of town;
How foolish she looks, almost like a clown.
There is no reason for a women to justify herself that way;
Does she even realize that it's the middle of the day?
I bet she does drugs and that is why she needs the money;
Then a women beside me states, "You don't know her honey."

She is sweet as can be and has a heart full of gold;
That young girl there is only twenty years old.
Two twin girls at age seventeen she had;
A faithful husband to her, he was an amazing dad.
She got married young, but it was love at first sight;
Her husband called for duty in the middle of the night.
A phone call recieved that would change her life;
News that will break down any military wife.
Her loving husband killed in war; their future together gone.
No money for her and the kids; she needed to move on.
She does the best she can for her three-year old babies;
Only does it to support their needs; No ifs, ands, or maybes.
This woman you judge, you have no idea where her life is at;
I apologize and say, "You're right; I don't know her like that."



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lurking to Lure

A successful man with a beautiful wife,
Three great kids, loves God and his life,
Goes into work every single day,
Loyal to his beliefs and makes an extraordinary pay,
He married real young, did the right thing,
A good looking man, always wearing his wedding ring,
But a woman in the office next door
Has been working late too and is looking to score,
She admires his rarity and is attracted to his charm,
Lately she has been asking for help on her assignments,
what’s the harm?
They have become friends and her luring begins,
This man doesn’t realize she has begun to infringe,
He has opened a door to the wrong kind,
While he's speaking his heart, she’s picking his mind,
Now instead of sharing his tension with his lovely mate,
He can’t wait to get to work and talk to her until late,
His wife can tell there’s been a shift in their communication,
She asks him if everything is alright with a slight hesitation,
But he quickly snaps back that he’s fine and just tired,
This happens all week and fights begin to transpire,
He begins to tell his venomous new pal,
She comforts him sweetly, she’s quite the gal,
Weeks later he comes to work stressed and depressed,
It happens to be the night she is wearing a silky black dress,
After going over a case accompanied with a few glasses of red wine,
Their relationship spirals into whats no longer benign,
In one evening everything this man has worked so hard for,
Vanishes, as his wife shows up with dinner 
and opens his office door.


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Those Close to Us Can Cause So Much Hurt


Those Close To Us Can Cause So Much Pain Isn’t it amazing, the hurt and damage someone can do? Especially by the one who said; “I Love You!” Isn’t it amazing, how someone, which we’ve given our heart. Can betray our love, and “tear it all apart?” On that special day, when your vows were exchanged… It’s almost like “overnight,” some people change! Throughout this country, this seems too commonplace. As people seek their own desires… Instead of God’ grace. Isn’t it amazing, how anger, jealousy and bitterness begins? Even amongst our loved ones, that we have called “friends?” What’s more amazing… Is how God, in his mercy and care.. Still loves us. And he is always there! No matter what you’ve said, or what you do. God remains the same. And is always there for YOU! He is faithful! His commitment to you is strong and secure! His love is everlasting! And is 100% PURE! I stand amazed, as to how God still loves us. He asks for our heart. He wants to trust us! Won’t you come and experience his love today? He loves you much more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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I've Seen Sin's Destructive Force


I’ve Seen Sin’s Destructive Force!

I have seen the destruction of sin’s evil force.
It happens when people’s lives go “off course.”

God has given to us his word as a solid foundation.
Too many relationships end in a separation.

I’ve seen people being together for many years.
Come to an abrupt “halt.” Ending in heartache and tears.

People that have had many harsh words spoken…
Only to have their lives torn apart and broken!

God has given us his was of truth and living.
It requires a life of sacrifice and giving!

He asks for us to sacrifice our time for him
And to allow for his love and a healing to begin!

The truth of his word need to guide what we do and say.
It needs to guard our souls, 24 hours each day!

Scripture gives us a “roadmap” in which build upon.
 God’s spirit will guide us when “things go wrong.”

May I suggest spending some time each day in prayer?
Your heavenly father knows your every need and cares!

He wants the very best for you and so much more!
His love and mercy are truly worth living for!

If your life seems “fragile” and heading
 in the “wrong direction.”
Won’t you seek God’s ways 
and his “divine correction?”

With the blood of Jesus, your life 
will be on solid ground!
For where there is sin...  God’s love does 
much more abound!

Please come to the Lord!  Why not this hour?
Experience his presence and
 life-changing power!

By Jim Pemberton


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Never Again

Woman and child are dragged to the gate. The husband thrashes, but by then it's too late. The conductor points to left or to right. Neither direction survives much past tonight. The former brings them to a deathly gas; In the latter, they must be fit enough to pass. The wife weeps when forced to port. The man and son will work 'til their lives are cut short. The woman is stripped, then beaten and raped. The child digs a ditch; with a shovel it's scraped. The husband gets bread, but never enough. His spouse gets a room in which people are stuffed. The grave complete; the guard turns his gun on the boy. In the room with the gas, all lives are destroyed. The man is assigned to work with the fires. And after seeing his wife he embraces the wires. Three innocents: victims of the Holocaust. When people follow blindly, all is lost.


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Getting By With The Simple Things In LIfe

The Simple Things In Life…

I met this person…  And could hardly
 believe my ears…
He hasn’t watched public
 television in over 40 years!

How could someone not 
watch this for so long?
Is everything o.k with him?  Is anything “wrong?”

Allow me to put any uncertainties 
or questions to rest.
He is doing quite well…, 
And feels rather blessed!

He  hasn’t looked to television to entertain.
But is very happy..  
No reason to complain…

I know that he loves Jesus 
with a passion and zeal…
God is in his heart.  He knows his God is REAL!

He has a dedication for Christ
and the Holy Ghost.
He seeks in life what really matters the most…

He has a wife and several children as well…
They’re seeking God’s love.  You can TELL!

It’s the “simple things in life”
 they’ve learned to enjoy…
A contentment in life is what 
they wish to employ…

What takes our time from Jesus
 we may one day regret.
That which Christ has done for us… 
 May we not forget!

May we all be encouraged to live for God.  
Whatever the cost…
And perhaps get our focus back
 on the “old rugged cross…”

By Jim Pemberton


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NO OTHER THOUGHT FOR ESCAPE

An infamous thief
lived a restless life,
looking out for those
vigilant, shrewd cops;
his crafty hands pulling out
those tools out of the box,
to feed that ego so imprudent:
would he never be caught...
when his instincts coudn't predict?

Escorted to the court-room, 
in hand-cuffs and chains,
he faces the harshest judge
of the In-God-We-Trust-Country...
a female judge who's fair but firm,
and yet so unsympathetically angry;
and she like a fearless preacher warns,
" Whoever thinks has a right
to steal, rob, kill or disturb the peace...
must be punished accordingly to the crime! "

All he wanted was an easy flow of money,
dirty money without a trace of sweat;
and he acted like the richest man of the county...
flashing it around and feeling great!
Did he ever foresee an end to that bliss,
how could he not be harmed by his own mischief?

In the coldest cell, he sits on the sheetless bed...
frowning upon an unsuccessful scheme:
if he were able to bend each bar with those hands,
unlock each door and sprint to freedom...
it would be the end of his loneliness and boredom;
but when reality sets in, he returns to being sad!    

Years and many more years without a voice...
he will spend writing letters to his family,
missing out on holidays and birthdays...
repenting of his greedy and wicked ways
and allowing no other thought for escape;
pain, isolation and tolerance within those walls...
will teach the hardest lesson for his sake:
to make good choices and overcome his misery!!
    

    
  


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Fear

Wide eyes
Panic
lips hovering right below a scream
hair pulled into a fist
mouth covered
panicked eyes
wide
heart rattling
fear


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Mom I'm Pregnant

“Mom….   I’m Pregnant!”


From the time I held my baby 
in my arms…
I made a vow to “protect her from all harm.”

She was indeed a wonderful bundle of joy…
And during her life, has been a gift for us to enjoy.

She's been  the focus of much of our attention,
Trying to provide for her 
“timely” correction.

As a father, many thoughts entered my mind…
I wanted to be attentive to her, 
patient and kind.

As she's gone through 
her teenage years…
I thought of what perhaps is a parent’s #1 “fear.”

Then one day... “Mom I’m pregnant” were spoken...
At first, my heart was sad and “broken.”

“I didn’t raise her to be “crazy and wild…”
“How could this happen to a wonderful child?”

I realized that in spite of everything
 parent’s will do.
There’s no telling what their 
children will put them through.

I gave her a hug and all of the
 support  I could give…
Everything she’s been through…
 God will forgive!

With all that has happened in her life…
One day she’ll make someone a wonderful wife!

Dear Lord, please help my daugher to see...
How precious she is to her mother and me!




Entered in the contest; "Mom I'm Pregnant!"
Sponsored by Gwendolen Rix

Key findings
National levels and trends
• In 2006, 750,000 women younger than 20 became pregnant. The pregnancy rate 
was 71.5 pregnancies per 1,000 women aged 15–19.


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Still In Love

Still In Love... My son came to me with a question on his mind. I said; “Not now son— I just don't have the time.” He said, “Daddy—are you still in love with Mommy?” “Do you love her like you did when I was in her tummy?” My eyes choked with tears; “Yes son I really do!” “I'm in love with her... and I appreciate you.” “Daddy—will you always love me like you do mom?” “Yes my son—my love for you will always belong.” I looked down and much to my surprise. There were tears running down my sons's eyes. He came running to me with his arms wide open. “Thank you daddy” were his words spoken. I picked him up and gave him a great big hug. As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug. His little arm reached up to grab my hand. I knew that what I said, he began to understand. I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife. She's been such a blessing- a great part of my life! By Jim Pemberton


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Those Close to Us Can Cause Much Hurt And Pain


Those Close To Us Can Cause Much Hurt And Pain... Isn’t it amazing… The hurt and damage, someone can do? Especially by the same person who said; “I Love You!” Isn’t it amazing… How someone, which we’ve given our heart… Can betray our love, and “tear it all apart?” On that special day, when your vows were exchanged… It’s almost like “overnight,” some people change! Even amongst Christians. This seems too commonplace. As people seek their own desires… Instead of God’ grace. Isn’t it amazing… How anger, jealousy and bitterness begins? Even amongst our loved ones, that we have called “friends?” What’s more amazing… Is how God, in his mercy and care.. Still loves us. And he is always there! No matter what you’ve said… No matter what you’ll do…. God remains the same. And is always there for YOU! He is faithful. His commitment to you is strong and secure! His love is everlasting. And is 100% PURE! I stand amazed, as to how God still loves us. He asks for our heart. He wants to trust us! Won’t you come and experience his love today? He loves you so much more than words could ever say! By Jim Pemberton


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9/11, 2001 " Page 2 of 2 "

Intelligence first, Retribution next
Clinical response the worlds text
Which free country is next in line
To be hit by this cowardly crime.
 
New York Cities patriots, suffer further pain
As Fire Officers and Police are slain
They indeed are part of this attack
So many of them never came back
Honourable dads, cousins and wife's
Mourn their lost ones, who lost their lives.
 
The World will remember
This September deathly sound
When iconic giants crashed to the ground
Hero's in the air, and on Manhattan Earth
Proved to us all, whats humans are worth.

In respect to the decent people who perished on that September day.


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God's Plan For Marriage


God’s Plan for Marriage… There’s a truth that remains since the beginning of time. God created man and woman. And had one thing in mind. From the dust of the ground, Adam was formed. From his side came Eve. A new life was “born!” God’s design for marriage became very evident and clear… If not for Adam and Eve, none of us would be here! Marriage is a blessing from God. A gift from God above. A man and a woman come together as an expression of their love. Anything different than one man and woman is perverted. This is a lie from our culture that is trying to be “inserted.” God gave us all a natural love with a strong ambition. To come as a husband and wife is a God given intention! Read from the books of Genesis thru Revelation… God’s idea of marriage is for any person or nation. Many can try to change what God has already designed. It’s no wonder why so many have “confused” minds. Let’s come back to God and trust him with our life! The one who set up marriage as; “one husband and one wife!” By Jim Pemberton


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WHO Built YOUR House


This house of ours is “plain.” 
But is still standing.
We’re “simple folks...”
 By many people’s  understanding…

We may not have much of what is 
“socially appealing”…
But we have love in our hearts.  
And this is a good feeling!

We may not be “wrapped up” in much
 of this world’s entertainment.
But we seek God’s peace 
and a desire for contentment.

We, as a family, have one purpose
 and “calling” in mind.
To seek God’s ways of being
 merciful and kind…

Each day we pray with much
 thankfulness in our hearts…
For this is where happiness
 and gratitude starts!

We’re thankful to the Lord for
 his unfailing grace…
And for keeping us together
 in this special place…

We’re blessed to have a God who
 is truly worth finding.
His word in our lives is precious
  and worth memorizing!

“Unless the Lord builds the house,
 they labor in vain that build it!”
God must rule and reign…  
 So his love can completely fill it!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Wedding Blessing

As you stand here before God,
Now may he stand beside you.
May you and your family be blessed in all that you do.
May your family find love as your hearts twine as one.
May your journey thru life follow the light he has shone.
Together you’re stronger than ever apart.
And thru the years, may God be found forever in your heart.


My nephew was married at Christmas.


Details | Senryu | |

NEWSFLASH: Charmer in Jail

charmed four wives--same time;
loved each 'til  her cash dried up--
charmer in jail now


Details | I do not know? | |

Closer

You think I’m not so close enough,
That I can’t grab your hand,
Or run my fingers through your hair,
Of golden silky sand… 
In the morning you wake,
All covered in your bed,
With just panties and a t-shirt that,
I remove so slow instead… 
So you think its just a chilling breeze,
You are trying to cover from,
But its just me coming thru the trees, 
Bringing you much more than sun… 
As I gently dance beneath your sheets, 
And I warm you from within, 
You cant help it but you spread your feet,
So the love can come right in… 
As your body raises in the air, 
I surround you once again,
In a climax you call out my name,
As the teardrops cool your skin...


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With Christ YOU CAN Overcome

With Christ…   You Can Overcome!



One of the things I don’t understand, Is the wickedness throughout this land. I’ve often thought and have pondered. How can this evil continue much longer? It’s amazing what man will do to each other. How people treat their sisters and brothers! The Bible says that the heart is wicked above all things. We can testify to the destruction an evil heart brings! In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within… As we come to Christ and confess our sin! Why not allow Christ to make you complete? Lay your every burden and worry at his feet! He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears. His perfect love will cast out your fears! He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken. With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken! Your heart will be strengthened and renewed! His words of life are like “heavenly food.” By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome! Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won! By Jim Pemberton


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DAMN

                                                         DAMN

I`m damned if I do,
And damned if I don`t,
In questions of will,
And questions of won`t.

Each time I try,
To converse with him,
He misunderstands,
And patience wears thin.

Although I agree,
With his views on most things,
He questions my feelings,
Because I don`t bring,

A host of these matters,
To discuss and debate,
To the table with him,
And sit and relate,

Deep matters of course,
On religion and such,
Political views,
And the law over much,

Because I`m so tired,
Of listening to him,
As he groans and bemoans,
How the future looks grim.

I want to talk,
About happier things,
That don`t cause you worry,
Things that don`t bring,

All manner of problems,
To weigh on your mind,
So your life becomes burdoned,
And time just a grind;

So now I avoid him,
As most others do,
And he can`t understand,
Why his friends are so few,

And even his wife,
Takes her leave to go hide,
Because he`s so tiresome,
She needs to confide,

In someone more easy,
On her poor strained nerves;
No boyfriend or lover,
Just someone who serves,

A someone to lean on,
Just one true friend,
In whom to confide,
When her patience wears thin.

                                        Judy Ball

Some things that aren`t happy are important and need to be discussed but a steady diet of it morning, noon and night is a bit over much.
It starts to weigh on a person`s mind and they need a break from it.
Especially if you talk about it even during dinneer. 
That knots the stomach and you can`t eat let alone digest your food.
A little light conversation is necessary too.



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Forever-Part 1

Out on the beach with an amazing guy. The sun's so pretty, the sun's so bright. We're walking and talking about all our good times, against the world, hand in hand. Smiling and walking on the beautiful LA sand. We sit on a bolder and watch the sun set. It's an amazing day, one I will never forget. You slip your arm around me as we as we look at the beautiful sea. "I love you," I say as we feel the cool evening breeze. "I love you too," you say and pull out a small black box. I look at you, smile, and my heart stops. You open the box to reveal a beautiful ring. "Will you marry me?" you ask as my eyes fill with tears and my heart starts to sing. My smile gets wider as I say "yes". You pull me close to your chest. I gently kiss you as a tear rolls down my cheek. You brush it away and smile at me. "I love you," I say one more time. "I love you to baby," you say as you smile, "now your deffinitly all mine."

 

Today's the day, the day that starts the rest of our life. The day you become my husband, the day I become your wife. The last time I saw you was last night. But I woke up to a beautiful sight. A bouque of beautiful red roses lie on your pillow with a note on top. "I love you," it says, "and I can't wait to see you." I smile and whisper "I love you too." I take a shower and walk down to the beach to see how much is done. I step onto the hot sand and I feel the hot sun. It's almost done so I start to head home. I need to here your voice so I call your phone. "Hey babe," you say, "is everything okay?" I tell you everythings fine, I just need to hear you. I tell you I love you. You tell me you love me too. You say you have to go but you'll see me soon. "Okay, I love you," I say and look at the clock, it's almost noon. "I love you too," you say and the line goes dead. I look in the mirror and put my hands on my head. I smile and start to get ready for tonight. The first night of m new life.

I take a look in the mirror one last time. Just to make sure my beautiful dress is fine. I walk down to the beach and wait by the gate. I fix my veil and look at my friend. "You look amazing," she says and puts some flowers in my hand. "Thanks," I say and smile. I can't wait to walk down the aisle.


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One Did Fall

Can a heart become what a story tells?
Where happiness thrives and a daydream dwells
Of course the passion grows on sight
Excitement by day, warmth by night

Filling the hole of empty bliss
Can be made by a simple ‘time-for-work’ kiss
Arching smiles can be noticed by all
Right into Cupid’s love, one did fall

By God, the thought runs through one’s head
Never wanting this love to be found dead
Glorious times one can hardly endure
The disbelief, but alas, compassion ensured

The Great Depression of solitariness now done
That grey time of guilt and remorse, overrun
No words to explain it, what more is there to say?
Do not ever ask for this to all go away!

Floating just like a bird, singing by a calm river
This heart has never been cherished, but is always a giver
Rest well tonight, for another day is pending
And that smile, that feeling, will be never-ending


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Broken Relationships


So many times I hear of broken relationships.
Harsh words spoken…  
And broken friendships…

Even in many of the “Christian” homes…
There’s things being done
 in the “danger zones.”

Families and friends being ripped apart…
A broken relationship… A broken heart…

I think about what is said in 1 Cor. Chapter 13 …
Do people read this scripture? 
 Does it mean anything???

Perhaps if people would 
put their feelings aside…
And ask the Lord to remove
all bitterness and pride.

This could be the start of 
a brand new beginning.
With God on your side…  
You’re sure to be winning!

Everything in our lives, God has understood.
Let’s come together.. In prayer… As we should.

May we refrain from thinking whom to blame.
Walking in the love and forgiveness
 there is in Jesus’ name.

We’re all equal before God.  And our sins are many.
Those who are seeking God’s healing…  Are there any?

It is Christ’ desire…  Before this day is out…
To find what his way of living is all about!

Only his love can bind all 
of our hearts together…
And be the “glue” that will
bind our lives forever!

By Jim Pemberton 
 01/11/11
For the contest; "relationship breakups"


Details | Light Poetry | |

' A Man's Strong Legs... '

A Man’s Strong Legs
Goes where He wants to Go
He can Kick Aside The Problems
And Stomp ‘em Down, so they Don’t Follow

He can Pick His Stride
So, He can Win His Race
… a Slow and Even Gait
… or Pick Up The Pace …

He can Stand – Rock-Solid
Or like A Boat – Rock-Steady
… and Boy… if He Jumps ! …
… Everybody, Better Get Ready !

Yes … A Man’s Strong Legs
Can Walk or Run True
All I Ask, Boy …
… is Take Me With You !


Details | Tanka | |

VIEW OF FLUSHING MEADOW PARK

A huge hemisphere,
a lake two and half miles long,
many shady trees,
cars on Grand Central Parkway...
happy kids on swings and slides.


It's very quite here,
people walking and chatting
in the greenest park,
they're safe even after dark...
it's the perfect haven! 


Nighttime seems daytime
when lights shine on all faces
watching a play, or
listening to pop or rock...
what a view from my window!


Written by Andrew Crisci
9/14/2011


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Blood of a liar, mark of a thief

You took it all
(I held my breath)
You screamed my name
(as you fell to your death)
The crowed gathered round
but I stood tall
with your body laying so broken
you've never looked so small

The rain started pouring down
(oh how I smiled)
There were sirens in the distance
(only a half a mile)
Down below the screaming sounds
I can't hear a thing
everyone's gaze is upon me
waiting for the once caged bird to sing

(Liar)
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
(Thief)
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme

The rain washes away the evidence
(the blood, sweat, and tears)
But rain can't wash away everythng
(no, not everything)
not the pain suffered through the years

Your words were so sweet
who was I to judge
I fell for your parlor tricks
over the edge with one small nudge
Such a beautiful disguise you wore
silly little me
I fell into your web of lies
far too young to ever see

(Liar)
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
(Thief)
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme

You could have been mine
(does it hurt now, hush, be quiet now)
You sold your soul for a good time
(does it hurt now, hush, don't speak now)
Did you think I'd never know?
(does it hurt now, does it hurt now)
Now you must reap the crop you've sewn

(Liar)
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
(Thief)
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme

(Liar)
You had such a pretty little plan
(Thief)
Carried out by such a careless little man


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Waiting...

Waiting... By: Candice 


He listens in the dark at the warfare in the distance.

With each passing day his heart grows colder.

His passion for violence grows immensely

and the remnants of his " once was life" are no longer fresh in his mind.

Gunfire and roadside bombs were now a part of his everyday life.

He''d give anything to be at home, warming a bottle for a midnight feeding,

or preparing to change a diaper who had been a victim of a disastrous explosion.

He smiles to himself thinking of his new baby boy

and prays to God that he will return home safely to hold the precious miracle of life

that he had not yet laid eyes or hands on.

He tightly closes his eyes to hold back the threat of oncoming tears.

Images of a deadly blast just days before crowd his mind,

He begins to weep.

This war torn life would affect him for all eternity.

He was in fact, a victim of war.

He would never know another restful night.

Rest doesn''t come easy for a man who has seen men blown to pieces by bombs and lifeless
on the terrain.

However the disaster of a lost life somehow brings him strength to drudge through another day.

He takes out the crumpled birth announcement.,

reads the print and gently tucks it away.

He had never known such an emptiness.

Everyday he waits.

For what he is not sure.

He just prays in the end, it will have been worth it.


Details | I do not know? | |

Pulling the legs off Ants

The trouble with small minded, self-centred bigots, is the inability to see the truth of the wider 
universe, the one that doesn’t revolve around their pathetic little selves

To be so afraid of the reality of the world that they have to hide behind the so called “power” of 
their bitter words and twisted minds

to live a life in constant fear of the unknown, fear of other cultures, sexual preferences, hell even 
poetry is scary for the small minded as they don’t understand it, so it must be feared and hated, 
just like the blacks are hated, the gays are hated, and the “towel heads” are hated, and anyone 
with a different point of view are hated

The inability to understand that others see the world in a much more beautiful light and can see 
the truth in other people’s feelings and views

The world is full of beautiful people, all willing to share and enjoy others views, cultures and 
generosity of soul

what terrible shallow lives to lead, that the beauty of other minds has to be shackled for them to 
enjoy their feeble little selves, how great a victory, to trap such beautiful souls merely to satisfy 
their own selfish needs, to feel pride in watching one more shining beacon of beauty extinguished, 
leaving the world darker, bringing it ever closer to their dark little twisted minds

It just reminds me of the nasty little spoilt child pulling the legs off an ant for the fun of it

For all the sweet souls trapped in a prison of hatred and fear
Written for a female friend who survived twenty five years of this kind of marriage


Details | Light Poetry | |

' A Man After God's Own Heart '

‘ A Man After God's Own Heart … ’ 1 Sam. 13:  14


A Man, After His Own Heart …
That’s What The Almighty God Said
A Man, After His Own Heart
That Scripture, I’ve Understandingly, Read …

God Chose David … 
Not Just For His Beautiful Eyes
Or His Bright, Ruddy-Smiles
Nor His Age, or Form, Nor Size …

but, God Chose David
because His Ways, Were Godly-Sure
and His Hope, Was Godly-Pure
and in His Heart, Was Godly-Fear…

and There Ain’t Nothing Here, More Handsome
Than A Man, With A Godly-Heart
They, Can’t Even Capture That Winsome
Sight, in any, Man-Made Works-of-Art

So, All You Guys Out There…
 Good-Looking In Your Masculinity 
Remember… A ‘Good’ Woman, Will Care
and Want You For: ‘ Your Pact-With-Divinity’

and She Will Be Plum-Pleased and Proud on Her Part
to Call That Man Her Own
‘Cause With A Man Akin to God’s Own Heart
She Knows, She Can’t Go Wrong …


         ( Wow ! …. A Man After His Own Heart … )
Keep Moving Forward … Becoming  Sons of God – Wow !

            And before anybody get their Tongues-Twisted
For John Moses Freeman/ This Dedication is from:  Friend to Friend
     ( No Flirtation Intended and Batteries Not Included (smile)

                                           MoonBee


Details | I do not know? | |

chapters

I've read your script 100 times,
Exhausted scenarios in my mind,
So every time you took a step,
A page would turn with ink still wet...
You've been down this road before,
The book you bind is just a door,
With empty contents filled inside,
And chapters hid between your lies...
So you trade your ink for lead,
More easy to erase instead,
Of dealing with more permanent,
At the cost of what was writ....
But I see through your charade,
I've read your index to evade,
The time it takes to learn the truth,
So your mistakes preserve my youth...
And when its all but said and done,
I close the novel you've become,
Without taking a second look,
I chose to read a better book...



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My Real Life Fantasy

Months ago and time after time
You were just a fantasy
That at night played in my sleep
And in the day, occupied my mind

Now you're here with me
But it doesn't seem real
I'm in love with the way I feel
But mostly with who's standing in front of me

When you leave, my body is left with a wonderful feeling
It's the things you say
It's the motion of your hands and the way they sway
That leaves me with a fulfillling tingling

The way you look at me
The quality time we share with one another
Your desire of wanting to go further
Let's me know that I'm not just any lady

You make me feel good inside and out
I thank God for bringing you to me
I thank you for loving me
And for showing me what real love is about


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1 Asterisk*

An officer in his car patrolling the streets
Protecting the city while it sleeps
But be advised, there is one
Whose deviant acts are never done

Do not think they cannot see
The treasures that belong to the loved ones of thee
They wait for the most unexpected time
To carry out their egotistical crime

Then comes a loud bang that brings you sheer fright
You are asleep at home, in the middle of the night!
You are scared and you wonder ‘What is there to do?’
Call that lone officer, he will come to you

When the officer arrives, the criminal is concealed
But this is the specialty in the officer’s field
He makes sure that the citizen is safe and secure
And to make sure no injury or trauma was endured

The officer calls for backup, but none is en route
For a moment this causes confusion and doubt
He begins a clean sweep of the building alone
With no radio, partner or a cellular phone

Suddenly a shadow in front of him appears
He draws his weapon and draws the criminal to tears
After arresting the criminal and doing a frisk
The officer realizes there truly is, ‘One asterisk’


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Mate

Mate




Vir and famina partners in time,
Evolving together as surf and sand.
Distinctive styles, views, merits,
They compliment each other.

Lifetime collaborators bound as one,
Enduring life's struggles and accomplishments.
Withstanding the face of difficulties and difference,
Learning, loving, together.

Recognizably exceptional as snowflakes,
Mars and Venus embrace their universe as partners.
They may not see eye to eye,
Yet walk strongly and united hand in hand.


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Let Love Live

An American Marine On tour in Bahrain Falls in love with a Princess Love is his blame The lengths that he went to To protect his Meriam Bring her to his America To live and be with him For although she was a princess She wanted more from life A prisoner in her royalty She left and became his wife Because she was an illegal Asylum she has sought Lost in the system She became a forget me not In May 2001 A Green Card came her way The 9/11 bombings Their marriage in disarray Then came that final hour Divorce was on the cards Las Vegas night life grasped her Their marriage, now in discard This became the end of their journey They went their separate ways What could have been of a lifetime Distance has had its say http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-8.php


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You Take God I'll Take Booze, Drugs And Women

You Take Your God…
I’ll Take My Booze, Drugs And Women!


Someone recently asked me: “Are you listenin’?”
“You take your God!”  “I’ll take my booze, drugs and women!

I’ve been there! When I lived for “the pleasure of the day.”
I didn’t want to listen to what God had to say!

Whatever felt “good.”  I wanted to “live it up!”
There were many things I tried, that I let “fill me up.”

But whatever I tried…  No matter how 
happy I wanted to be.
There was still something empty deep inside of me!

I’ve seen families break apart, over a bottle of booze.
In the end, it seemed like everyone was going to lose!

I’ve seen drugs lead people into heavy addictions.
And have seen them die from various afflictions!

I’ve seen grown man having “affairs” of various kinds.
Only to burn in lust with very “sex craved” minds!

Is this the real fun that people seem to crave?
But too often, end up in an early grave?

Will someone please tell me what going on?
Or, have many people just “have it all wrong?”

There’s a God!  And he wants to make this very clear!
Today may be your party!  But his judgment is near!

Everything that you try will one day fail you!
The life God offers, will never disappoint you!

He is the answer for the satisfaction you seek!
You need him in your life!  Each day of the week!

Won’t you allow his love and peace into your life today!
He’ll show you how to really live
 in a brand new way!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

jerk

That self righteous son of a pig how dare he leave me with all four kids and claim the
fifth aint his look me in the eye and tell me he aint yours and ill pay the child support
on my own you jerk
  You had the nerve to lay down with me and tell me what i gave you was so sweet then you
cheat and you lie saying that perfume i smell is mines you forget i don't buy ten cent
perfume then when we argue you call me stupid and fat and this and that what a jerk to
call me that in front of the kids they didn't ask for this you wouldn't dare hit me though
cause you know im Godzilla and your king Kong and king Kong always loses.


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9/11, 2001 " Page 1 of 2 "

9/11, 2001
Tuesday morning when it all began
Four Jet Airliners 
Hi-jacked at will
To fly their mission
To kill, blood spill
 
Target chosen
New York City
No questions asked
No pity
 
Internal flight
Laid-en with fuel
Turned off course
To the Hi-jackers rule
Islamist, al-Qaeda is the name they claim
What honest faith
Would want this fame
To take these lives on this September day
It's not what religion should portray
 
Nineteen jackers, whats on their minds
To do their deed on their own mankind
No scriptures, books of the olden day
Would let any brother, be slain this way
What battle would be, without seeing your killers eyes
This nineteen, the world despise
 
Our modern world on camera caught
Jet Airliners flying the next so fraught
North Tower hit by flight 11
Then the South by flight 175
All aboard the planes, would not survive
Many compatriots would also die.
To this day i wonder why?
 
CNN and TV crew's 
Capture, man's cruelty to man
It makes you spew
The cowards that commandeered these planes
Are not religious, plainly insane
 
To be on the ground and look above
Two Manhattan giants
New Yorkers grew to love
Taken down by evil beings
They can't believe what they are seeing

Two explosions in just under an hour
Office life is about to shower
Paper and life fall to the ground
Silenced grief makes no sound
To New York City, that never sleeps
In a state of mourning that will presently weep
 
We hear on the news, Washington's been hit
The Pentagon, yea that's it
One of the four, also has it's say
On this dark September day

In Pennsylvania
The fourth still in flight
Passengers on board
Try with all their might
Overcome the scum 
Who hi-jacked their plane
The next hour would never be the same
 
Somerset County is where she fell
These brave civilians,
As calls will tell
To try and claim the plane that's theirs
So suppress those infidel curs>


Details | I do not know? | |

If the Table Were Turned

You ask of people small things to do
But it seems like it’s so hard for them to do.
You say to yourself, “If the table were turned,
I would not have done this thing to you.”
You find yourself in certain situations,
And you ask individuals for their help.
But you’re left high and dry and all alone,
And once again you are all by yourself.
You know the saying goes,
What goes around comes around the same.
But some of the things that has happened to me,
I would not want those things to happen to anyone else by name.
Sometimes, the way we react, 
Others do not understand,
But if the table were turned, 
I guarantee you;
You would not find another like me in the land.
We do things to other people,
And you wonder if the table was turned;
Would you get treated the way you should have been,
Or would you end up just getting burned.
I know that we are going to reap, that which we sow,
Our character has to get tested.
And that’s how people would really know;
That if the table were actually turned,
It would show the kind of reaction or blow.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO, OR HOW WOULD YOU REACT, IF THE TABLE WERE TURNED!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

Why You Make Me Smile

Why You Make Me Smile
	
Because you are beautiful
Because you are kind
Because you are wonderful
Because you are caring 
Because you are funny
Because you are smart
Because you are cute
Because you are sweet
Because you are cool
Because you are understanding
Because you are You!



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Antiquity Of Love

They sit together after supper, two forks, two plates -dishes cleared, put away. She, with her tiny spectacles perched a little crooked on her face -  he, with his favorite pipe. Her withered hands lay peacefully in her lap…he reaches out, gently touching them - not speaking any words. 

No words needed between the two of them-having been together for so many years. Memorable words, touching phrases spoken ore’ the years spent together as one. One heart - one mind. Not always a life of sunshine and roses, but devotions never ceased between these two old lovers, these two best friends. 

They held on to one another through each new day, each new tomorrow - catching one another’s loving gaze, uttering a graceful word now and then. Wrinkled faces beautifully bestow them now - yet to him…she’s just as lovely as the day they wed -his lovely bride - his cherished, sweet wife of many years. A smile creeps across his lips in remembering their cherished wedding vows. 

“Will you take this women to be your wife”? He did then, he still does now.

The words sweet and strong - like the fragrance of orchids… everlasting, forever long.


Details | Free verse | |

You're Heavy On My Mind

It's silent
except for the buzzing
of the flourescent lights
in this deserted classroom.
I should be studying
but my thoughts keep drifting
back to our talk.
Is it possible
to make time for ''us''
without taking from ''them''? 
You're so heavy on my mind
that the Behaviorist Theory
really seems irrelevant.

We both know 
we've lost focus.
We admit 
that everything else
comes first.
Lifes daily turmoils...
Can't we leave it all
for one day? 

How do people do it? 
Their lives are packed
full at every minute
yet they still manage
to spend time alone
together.
Does it take a special
kind of person? 
Are we just too
unorganized to manage this? 

If only for a moment
I want to look 
into your eyes
and fall in love
again.
I want to lose myself 
in the dark mystery
of those brown eyes 
that have watched me 
change from a child
to a woman.

The buzzing 
of the flourescent lights
remind me
that I only have 2 days
to study.
You're still heavy on my mind. 


Details | Dodoitsu | |

The Taste (Dodoitsu)

Your lips softly brushing mine,
Soulful kiss, ignited passions
Pleasantly savored, indeed--
The sweet taste of love






The Dodoitsu is a fixed folk song form of Japanese origin and is often about love or 
humor. It has 26 syllables made of four lines of 7, 7, 7, 5 syllables respectively. It 
is unrhymed and non-metrical.


Details | Free verse | |

Ceremony of the Kiss

He gets to know her so they kiss.
He takes her home,
And they kiss.
He gives her a ring;
They kiss.
He lifts her veil;
They kiss.
He takes her home,
And they kiss.
He gets to know her as they kiss.

                                                           

Inspired by "The Kiss"


Details | I do not know? | |

Prayer for Parents

In the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.  Amen…

Almighty and everlasting God
Who, in the secret counsels of Your ineffable (indescribable) Providence (Fate)
Have been pleased to call us into life by means of our parents
Who therefore partake of Your divine power in our regard
Mercifully hear the prayer of filial (familial)  affection
Which we offer to You
In behalf of those to whom You have given
A share of Your fatherly mercy
In order that they might lavish (produce in abundance) upon us
In our journey through life
The consoling gift of Your holy and generous love.
Dear Lord
Fill our parents with Your choicest blessings
Enrich their souls with Your holy grace
Grant that they may faithfully
Constantly guard that likeness to 

Your mystic marriage with Your Church,
You did imprint upon them on the day of their nuptials
Fill them with the spirit of holy fear
The beginning of wisdom
Continually move them to impart the same to their children
Such wise may they ever walk in the way of Your commandments
May their children be their joy in this earthly exile
Their crown of glory in their home in heaven
Finally, Lord God
Grant that both our father
Our mother may attain to extreme old age
Enjoy perpetual health in mind and body
May they deserve to sing
Your praises forever in our heavenly country in union with us
Their children
Giving You most hearty thanks
You have given upon them
In this valley of tears
The great gift of a share
In the light of Your infinite fruitfulness
And of Your divine fatherhood.

In the name of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit
Amen


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These Three Words I LOVE YOU

These Three Words…

I was thinking of something God 
spoke to me the other day.
It was powerful and almost “took my breath away…”

These three words; “I love YOU!”  Were clearly spoken…
I didn’t know what to do.  I felt worn out and broken…

I cried and waited for something
 to change from within.
This “voice” I heard…  Would I hear it again???

I looked for a bible.  Any one I could find …
I had to seek an answer to settle my mind.

I opened up to the book of John and began reading…
I realized it was Jesus… That my life was needing...

I read the first few chapters including John 3:16.
About God’s love, which can make my heart clean

I was so thankful and joy came deep inside.
Bowing my head… I wept and cried.

I was sorry for the many sins I had committed...
Jesus forgave me…  Now my sins are omitted!

I’m so thankful for the gift of life I’ve received.
When I came to Jesus and simply believed!!!

I am drinking of the living water
 that never shall run dry.
God has promised: “all of your needs.
 I shall supply!

Thanks be to God! Glory and praise
 I shall give him!
Won’t you give him a chance?  He’s here to listen!

He alone can do what no other power could ever do!
The words he speaks to everyone are; “I LOVE YOU!”

Listen to his words…  It’s a heart-felt invitation…
You too can receive his mercy and salvation!

By Jim Pemberton    01/28/11


Details | Fibonacci | |

SUBMISSIVELY

Set
thee
apart,
as you yield-
and lean upon me


Details | Free verse | |

MoonBee's Madrigal

Oh... Oh... Come Into The Moon Light …
        And Dance With Me Tonight
I’ve Pink Champagne, Lit FirePlace Flame 
        And The Stars Are Twinkling Bright
I’ve Put On Your Favorite Dinner and Rose Dress
        For Your Delight
Ooooh, Come Into The Moon Light …
        And Dance With Me Tonight

Heeeey, Honey, What Happened To The Lights?
        You Paid The Bill … Alright?
Bring Me A Beer and That Remote Here
        The Cowboys Play Tonight !
Why’s The Table Set… We Got Guests?
         Is That Dress A Little Tight? ……
              * *///// # # ////\\
I Don’t Know Sam… She Just Picked A Fight !
Hauled-Off and Hit Me… With All… Her… MoonBee…  M i g h t  !


Details | Rhyme | |

kiss,hugs, and tears

 U didnt whisper in my ear no u whispered to my heart.Not only did u kiss my lips but my soul right from the start.

The minute that u left a sickness took over my body.I stop beleiving everything real close to illuminati.

But I altered my attitude that altered out my life. I couldnt loose my future since I already lost my wife. 

I got back up on my feet and put my limits in the sky. People asked me if I could reached the I dont know was my reply.

 I found a way to smile and to stop being upset.Nothing improves memmories more than trying to forget.

I was doing better my mind was finely clear then I relapse nowhere u decide to reappear.

U brought life to all my nightmares illustrated all my fears. That loves start with a hug, grows with kisses ends with tears. 

I gave you everything I had I gave you good love and protection.U know that ur in love when a persons flaws look like perfection. 

Cant beleive u actually told me that u loved and didnt mean it. Cant beleive I was naive and dum to actually beleive it. 

I see once again and dont have words because Im scared. A broken heart will always heal but never be repaired.

Cant let go of people that u keep thinking about. Its me againts persuation and most likely Ill loose the bout. 

They say that no ones perfect but that everyone is great. u were already great became perfect what a trait. 

To learn means that u failed to fail means that u learned. Our love was just like hell and hell means that it burns. 

Still with all of that we facing off after the years. Fate is not quite as strange as it appears.

Sometimes we have to die ourselves to live for someone else. But with all the sacrificing u forget how to excell. 

God is a tought who makes the crooked all that straight. He has justification of our love that turn to hate.

Who knows when Ill get over u tomorrow or maybe never. But even though I love you say goodbye and leave forever.
 


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Ying Yang

(Ying Yang)
Stagnant was his life;
Her capricious habits grew,
His ying was her yang


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I Pray For My Children

 

I Pray For My Children… As a parent, having raised my kids.. I wanted to be a good example in how I lived. Disappointments and failures… I’ve had my share! I still love them and will always care! I didn’t want to “run away,” like many do… I want to be there to tell them; “I love you!” I did my best to give them a God given dedication… And to help them in a Bible based education. Now the years have passed and my kids are grown… Very soon, they’ll all be out of the home. I pray for God’s blessing in their days ahead. May the Bible be their source of “daily bread.” I pray that the Lord will guide their every step… May a love for God in their hearts be kept! Lord, please keep them from evil and harm… And keep them safe and secure in your arms! I pray that one day in heaven, I will see.. All my kids with me... For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Is Your Life Running On EMPTY

Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







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My Wife

My Wife
She combs her brown hair;
Sun coruscates through the blinds,
She warms my chilled soul.


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Jesus The BEST Ingredient For LIFE

The Best "Ingredient!"

While many in life seek
 what is  "convenient."
They often are missing
 a major "ingredient..."

This ingredient forms 
 what "makes up the dough..."
I'm talking about what can
truly enrich your soul!

This ingredient will make your
 life 100% complete.
And will bring wholeness from 
your head to your feet...

It's Jesus!  The most important
 part of "life's recipe..."
Without him.  All is lost.  Can't you see???

His love is the bond that can put 
your life back together...
His presence is here now... 
 And can be yours forever!

Allow him to bring the sweetness
 that only he can bring...
He alone is our righteousness... 
 Our everything!

Only he can bring the joy 
you desparately seek.
And will bless your life.  
Each day of the week!

He's the "ingredient" to life...
That you've been looking for!.  
He can supply your every need.
  And so much more!

He truly is what makes 
the "perfect blend."
And is here right now.  Why not let him in???

By Jim Pemberton  
09/06/09


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Husband or Wife

Days living in
my mind itself
made life feel frozen
        a hell
Loneliness of one

When we first met
I did not realize
it would be you
I would marry
A choice that has 
pleased me in every way

It is hard for me
to remember the sadness
Those days in hell
for you kissed my tears 
into laughter
Making each day
warm with heart
A day in heaven
a lifetime of love


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Home

Jocelyn, secretly puzzelled 
over how she could marry a man named Morely. 
Morely the moaner she secretly called him. 

As most women do, 
she understood the perversities of men 
She made leeway for their impracticality, 
their visions, their unfulfillable dreams. 

She sometimes felt life would be better alone 
or with a pragmatic, well anchored female roomie. 
It was just too laste for that she was thinking 
as she stirred the pasta to keep it from sticking. 

She knew that Morely could be driven 
to do the dishes after the meal. 
Then they would drift off into the evening.


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' The Baby-Talk Song ...'

‘ The  Baby-Talk  Song … ’


It’s Been 30 Years Ago …
But the Memories are Starting To Flow
Going Thru These Newborn Clothes …
Oh … How Fast Children Grow

You Were A Beautiful – Baby Boy !
That Teething Cat, was Your Favorite Toy
You Were Precious to Your Dad and Me
As Was Your First Words … in The Nursery
goo-goo  ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo  ga-ga    Ma-Ma

We Tried to Get You to Say It Again
So We Could Bragg to All Our Friends
You Were The Apple of Our Eyes
Going:   goo-goo   ga-ga

We Loved to Hear Your Baby-Talk
Especially … at Your First Baby-Walk
Going:     goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

… Laughter; Tears
Curiosity or Fears …
Always, Tell Us What You’re Trying To Say

… New Things; Mistakes
Triumphs or Heartaches
We Just Love To Hear You Anyway …
Ever Since:   goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

When ol’ Burke, was Put to Sleep
You were so Hurt, You wouldn’t Speak
I Said:  ‘Don’t Be Afraid To Cry …
‘Cause I’m … goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

And The First Time You Came Home High
Hanging with the Wrong High-School Guys
Daddy Explained, it to You Best …
He Helped You Get Out of Your … Mess
He wasn’t Shame and Here’s Why …
‘Cause He’s …  goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da

Laughter; Tears
Curiosity or Fears
Always Tell Us What You’re Trying To Say …

New Things; Mistakes
Triumphs or Heartaches
We Just Love To Hear You Anyway …
Ever Since …  goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

… Pa Took Pictures of Bride and Groom
You Held Her, Like Your First Baby-Spoon !
… Now, Today … Our Family Gathers ‘Round
Overjoyed … At Your Baby’s Sounds …

goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma
goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma


for: ('Great' Aunt –(smile) Carolyn Devonshire… 
Who just told me she’s doing 
Baby-Care Duty for Newborn in Family
A Precious Time Indeed
… I Dug This One Out (smile)

                 MoonBee


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Let's Keep Marriage STRONG


Let’s Keep Marriage Strong! In marriages, we often fail to Be take time to communicate… To be honest with each other… Truthful and straight! In each other… We need to look for the BEST! And not treat each other like a “pest.” We don’t need to speak words that’ll cause harm… But to love each other with an opened arm! May we serve one another with compassion and love! Knowing we were brought together from God above! Just think about the first day you were wed… Remember the words; “I love you” were often said! We need to keep marriages together no matter the cost! Divorce leads to so much tragedy and a huge loss! By Jim Pemberton


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After All These Years Still IN LOVE

Still In Love...
My son came to me with 
a question on his mind.
I said; “Not now son—
I just don't have the time.”

He said, “Daddy—are you still 
in love with Mommy?”
“Do you love her like you did when 
I was in her tummy?”

My eyes choked with tears; 
“Yes son I really do!”
“I'm in love with her...
and I appreciate you.”

“Daddy—will you always love
me like you do mom?”
“Yes my son—my love for you 
will always belong.”

I looked down and much
to my surprise.
There were tears running
down my sons's eyes.

He came running to me with 
his arms wide open.
“Thank you daddy” were his words spoken.

I picked him up and gave
him a great big hug.
As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug.

His little arm reached up to grab my hand.
I knew that what I said,
he began to understand.

I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife.
She's been such a blessing-
a great part of my life!

By Jim Pemberton 
2006


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I Don't Need You

In a marital bond
A fool is the person
A man or a woman
Who takes for granted
The one who gives love
The one who adores you
The one who forgives you
Time and time, again
You kill love slowly
Send the message clearly
“I do not need you"
When the cup is full 
They will walk out on you
One wants to feel needed
Even dogs when mistreated
Will avoid you at all costs
Pay attention to your partner
Most especially, the quiet ones
Learn how to communicate
Keeping no secrets
Hiding no friendships
No matter how many years
The marriage has held
Little cracks may present
Take nothing for granted
Or suffer the consequence
The loss of your best friend


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Are You Discouraged Feel Like Giving Up Without A Job


It was me that my
savior chose...
He’s supplied all my needs—
my food and clothes. 

He was there when I was
laid off from work.
Satan was saying, 
“you’re no good—just a jerk.” 

I admit; “my accomplishments—
I do not boast.”
But I do exalt the Father,
the Son and Holy Ghost. 

If not for God’s love,
I’d be dead, this I know.
This is the reason why
I love him so! 

He’s done so much for me—
it’s hard to express.
The privilege of being God’s son—
I am so blessed! 

I was a clay jar all broken apart,
But the potter put me together
from his heart. 

The glue he used was his
love for me,
That’s why I’m happy
and set free! 

This I know and hope
you’ll understand,
He’ll do the same for you—
just reach out your hand! 


By Jim Pemberton
2005


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You Are My Beloved

You Are My Beloved And the Love Of My Soul… I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valley below… As the lily thrives among the thorns.. My love for you grows! As the apple tree lives amongst the other trees in the woods. My commitment to be with you is clearly understood. I’ve invited you to this banqueting table under a banner of love. Stay with me and comfort me. You’re a gift from God above! As I listen to your voice. May it leap from the mountain tops! In my heart… You’re more beautiful that the clearest raindrops! You spoke to me; “My love…” “Please arise.” I come to you and see the beauty in your eyes! My dove, you are in the cleft of the rocks. In a “secret place.” Let me see the beauty, that shines on your face! I shall always cherish and love you… Much more than you can give.... My love grows ever so deeper…. Each day you live! When the sun arises… And the shadows shall turn away. Your beauty arises! And brightens my life every day! Your beauty and wisdom is something to behold! You’re more precious to me than the purest gold! My love for you shall endure beyond the end of time! How I long to be with you! I’m so glad you’re mine! By Jim Pemberton 11/27/11 Read Song of Sol. Ch. 2


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History of the Pretzel

Your bedtime prayers
Coupled with the right Scriptures
Yield "pretiolas"

To tie the knot with...
Thick, soft "bretzels" are folded
Like arm over arm.

Hard, brown pretzel twists
Are more than little rewards-
Sweet licks, salty bites...


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Harmony in Marriage (ABC poem)

Anxious brides carry doubt,
Each female,
Greets him intoxicated,
Joining kingdoms love,
Men now obedient,
Pre qualify responses,
Staying tomorrow united,
Victorious women,
Xerox yearlong zeal.





I am sure this will strike up some controversy,,for sure...Maybe and then again maybe not !!!


ABC poem for contest.


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Dear Mom And Dad

Are you the same mom and dad 
I used to know?
Since I left the house… 
many years ago? 

Both who carefully taught 
me the Christian ways.
Don’t seem to care 
what the Bible says. 

You were there to give correction
with a belt in hand.
But now are doing things…
 I don’t understand. 

What happened to the father’s love 
I once seen in your eyes?
You’ve somehow twisted God's 
truth into corruptible lies. 

You’ve broken my heart 
dear mom and dad.
I’m praying for you… 
but my heart grows sad. 

Please… Just this once…
 Listen to me!
I want the Godly parents 
you used to be! 

Please make me proud of the
parents I once knew.
And know that I really love
and appreciate you.
 
You’re my mom and dad… 
You’re the world to me.
And you’re special to God...
It’s plain to see! 

May your days be blessed and 
God’s presence fill your soul.
I will always love you no matter
where you may go. 

Thanks mom and dad for reading
this “special letter.”
With God on board… 
Things will get better! 

By Jim Pemberton
2007





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once longing love

This time your eyes don't seem to bare the familiar strength
you been staying away from me you've gone to every length
i did every thing i could to lend a helping hand
now your broken and its hard to under stand
this was no ones plan love makes harsh demands

even though i can see your heart is truly broke
when i tried to hold you i was just a joke
now things are changed nothing like before
i have become something so much more
a ache still nags deep within my core a life left in ashes spread upon the floor

i wonder where you ll go who you ll see
i wonder if the only thing you think about is me
the empty hole of things left unsaid
a wall of noise stands strong in my head
some how this feel like I'm dead but I'm watching in you go instead

how many times could i try to be the one you needed but i know it was the ego i feed ed
a callous soul without any notion of truth hope or devotion
farewell my once longing love


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The Power of Words

A, B, and C 
These letters won’t do you justice 
But when I use these letters to create word that can describe your mind and body 
I am able to set fire to your senses that command you’re every thought 
 As you sit here and read this your able to feel as I feel tell that even the complexity of this 
poem 
Show you that I can express my feeling even though the words on this page
The words that I can use to describe your body firstly
Powerful Words like soft, beautiful, smooth, divine
Then we can use technical terms like I can run my hands over your Gluteus maximum
Or over your Pectorals Major where your mammary glands are held 
The power in words can make you even forget the world around you
Words as simple in complexity as love and hate can have an endless amount of meanings
But when these simple world are use to describe you and me the world that comes to mind is
Great!!!!
This word can say that our relationship knows no limits the way we can express the feeling that 
comes over us
The way I can wake up and still feel you next to me even when hundreds of miles away from 
each other
As I get to this point in the poem I can feel that you want to cry  
Because of this overwhelming expression of feelings someone has never had for you can come 
out in only one page.
Well my love I just show you THE POWER OF WORDS


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Are You Being Used By God

 I met someone in a very 
difficult situation.
I kept walking and gave
 "no explanation."

I was then asked a very
 direct question:
"I thought you said that 
you're a Christian!"

I began to feel a conviction 
within my soul.
"Which direction should I take"  
I didn't know.

Either keep walking, or stop 
to help this person in need.
"I suppose just this once... 
I'll do a generous deed."

I reached out and loved 
him in Jesus' name.
And told him that it was for his life 
that our savior came.

My heart was broken as I heard 
all he had gone through.
I was speechless.  I really didn't
 know what to do.

I decided to buy him a cup of coffee 
and a sandwich as well.
And shared that Jesus loves
 him more than words can tell.

He thanked me and said, 
"I'm so glad that you care."
I then was able to lead him 
into a  salvation prayer.

We talked more about God before 
we each went our own way.
But I'll never forget what happened 
that particular day.

It helped me begin to 
realize and truly see...
How God wants so much to use 
someone like me...

By JIm Pemberton  
2009


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Saving Vernie's life

My brother saved his bride's life.
He came close to losing his wife.
Her oxygen meter would normally have registered at 100 but it registered at 10 instead.
If my brother hadn't rushed out to get a doctor, Vernie would be dead.

When an oxygen level drops that low, it's supposed to set off an alarm.
Because of that incompetent hospital, people will probably be harmed.
Rick hurried to get a doctor when Vernie started having convulsions.
When I think about that stupid hospital, I feel nothing but revulsion.

The alarm didn't work and that's pure negligence.
Taking people to that hospital makes no sense.
If Rick hadn't acted fast, Vernie would be dead and that's a fact.
Those incompetent hospital employees better clean up their act!

(THIS IS A TRUE STORY.)


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The Persons We Are 11072011


BEFORE A WORD IS ON MY TONGUE, BEHOLD, O LORD, YOU KNOW THE WHOLE OF IT PSALM 139:4

MY SPOUSE AND A FEW close friends have been known to finish my sentences 
Before I do
Some could find this annoying
But I don’t

For it illustrates just how well these special people know 
Understand me
It can be exhilarating to be known so well by another
But at times I find it scary too, because it can make me feel more vulnerable

If someone knows me well
Then they also know what hurts me
What causes my heart to ache
Presumably how to manipulate my emotion

We may not feel worthy of God’s attention or desire
It may seem scary, but God would never prey on our vulnerability
God Savors the persons we are
Persons formed in God’s own image and likeness

Readings
Gospel
Wisdom 1:1-7, Psalm 13:1-10
Luke 17:1-6


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IT'S A MAN THING

He set out on an errand,
That shouldn't take him long,
But somehow he got turned around,
Some turn he made was wrong.

He drove around until he found,
He never knew before,
This place has grown, these streets and homes,
Were strange to him for sure.

He finally made it home quite late.
She wondered where he'd been.
To admit that he got lost,
Would be a mortal sin.

They set out on a journey,
A family vacation.
They stopped and bought some snacks and pop,
At The Last Chance Gas Station.

They drove and drove until he said,
They had a situation.
It seemed they'd made a turn somewhere,
And missed their destination.

He should have asked directions,
When they had stopped for gas,
But he has this affliction,
Seems have penis, cannot ask.

                                       Judy Ball

A man will not ask for directions or instructions no matter how much he suffers without them. :)


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' Give Me Your Shoulder ... '

I’ll Give You My Hand …
If You Give Me, Your Shoulder
I’ll Give You My Shy
If You Give Me, Your Bolder
I’ll Give You My Cool
If You Give Me, Your Colder
I’ll Give You My Hugs
If You Give Me, Your ‘Hold-Her’
I’ll Give You My Trust
If you Give Me, Your ‘Told-Her’

I’ll Give You My … ‘Me’
If You Give, ‘Us’ Growing-Older
And for Nights of Crimson-Heat
Roll Me In Sunshine and Clover
And I’ll Give You My Love
If You Give Them, Your ‘Just Love-Her’
… Yes, I Will Give To You Over
And Over and Over …
… If I Give You, My Hand
And You Give Your Strong Shoulder


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Jesus Is A True Foundation For Your Marriage

As a child, in church, I was raised.
Taught the Bible 
and the Christian ways.

At an early age, I invited Jesus in.
Learning what was right 
and what was sin.

I looked up to my parents--I really did.
I was so proud of the
way they lived.

They were the world to me--
I was so proud.
Then one day there appeared 
a very dark cloud.

This cloud hovered over my parents, 
whom I loved so dear.
Soon the ugly face of divorce
was soon to appear.

I prayed for them-
I desperately tried.
The many nights I lay 
awake and cried.

How could this happen?
 I often wondered.
To have a wonderful marriage
so utterly plundered.

A sin crept in--and was
allowed to prevail.
Soon this marriage 
began to fail.

Let this be a warning to me and to all.
Playing with sin will cause us to fall.

If your life is heading 
toward a separation,
build your marriage on Jesus--
a true foundation! 

He can Do what no 
other power can do...
And give NEW meaning
 to the words; "I LOVE YOU!"

By Jim Pemberton 
 2008


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The Look On My Child's Face

Just yesterday I noticed a look of
 love on my child’s face.
This happened in a most  “ordinary place.”

It was in our home...a place
 by God’s own design.
I felt God speaking to my heart
 this particular time.

I didn’t take any time to
 stop and realize,
The look of love and innocence
 in my child’s eyes.

“Am I being the kind of Dad
 God wants me to be?”
“Am I being an example of Christ
 for my child to see?”

Have I been demonstrating my
 God-given ability,
teaching my kids God’s love,
 and responsibility?

May a Christ-like life in my kids
 be clearly seen and understood,
As one day they will 
grow into adulthood.

I hope that one day my
 Children will say:
“I want to be like my Dad-
every single day!”

By Jim Pemberton
2006



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Before Puberty toward Maturity

I was abused before puberty,
But I did my share of abusing.
And I was bruised before puberty,
But have spent some time bruising.
I was used as an adolescent,
Yet threw some out with the using.
I was infused as a adolescent,
But my words are said "too infusing".
I was confused as a new student;
Now I am labeled as "confusing".
I was a diffused college graduate,
But now I am thought to be diffusing.
I was accused as a married man;
Yet, I, admit I was so accusing.
I was refused as a separate man,
But I have not gone on refusing.


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Young Wife Is Calling

young wife is calling
your enemy at the gate
what comes to your mind?


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I'm Trying To Be The Kind Of Dad God Wants Me To Be

I remember reading the Bible to my son.
However... What a mess
 I have become!

My children were once proud of their dad.
Now, they are embarassed and sad.

I once lived a godly life.  I really did!
Just look at me now. 
 And how I live!

Things in life I once called "evil," and "sin."
Are causing me to stumble, once again.

God's word I once held ,
as a "priceless treasure."
I have traded in for whatever
 gives me "pleasure."

What kind of father am I 
really going to be?
What kind of example will
 my family find in me?

Will I grow stubborn to God
 as I grow in age?
Neglecting his way of living... 
With anger and rage?

I need HIM to bring peace
 to my troubled soul.
I ask you Jesus to cleanse 
and make me whole.

Restore unto me the 
joy of my salvation.
By your blood,... I can now be
 a new creation!

Words alone cannot adequetly express.
This family God has given to me. 
 I am so blessed!

By Jim Pemberton
2008


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Cheating Terms

Body lies somnolent upon each new day’s arrival.
Mind knows the tacit words she said that day.
Heart has been seared beyond any repair.
X marks the spot upon my chest from gelid truth.

Breaking my heart that day she left our room.
Shedding communication from me, of all kinds,
Only a placid look as she leaves for work at night.
Scornful attitude she leaves me, facing insularity.

These things have been a week’s pastime today
Discovering, she says she is leaving me, forever.
I pressed her to communicate with an old friend.
Feeling of confidence, not realizing their past,

Now I pass the time shielding my wounds so deep.
However, looking hard enough you can clearly see.
An X that marks the spot where she drove her cheating,
Terms deep into my chest, while ripping my affection.



X Marks the Spot (revised 6/15/10)


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It Hurts Being Used

Is it fair to play
With the hearts and lives of those
Promised love always?

Since you have not stayed,
Time after time, they suffered
Feeling hurt and used.


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The Day we met Arthur

There was a cool breeze in the air
At this location I sat and silently stared
My spouse was here by my side
Here we were visiting the place-
where I was once dressed as the bride

The flowers laid by the pond so cheery 
While we would think of a timeless theory 
The memory brought us back to an ageless treasure 
While we walked here at our leisure 

The tips of the trees brushed back with a degree 
A storm was brewing it was easy to see 
Then out of the corner of our eyes- 
came a man all dressed up with pride
 
He was wearing his fishing gear 
And with his personality so carefree as he appeared 
We spoke to him of what if any fish he had caught
And smiled and shared his stories that he had sought 

He then asked my husband if he wanted to learn how to fly fish 
We turned toward him and said we’d return if you wish 
We came back to him and helped him with his rod 
His eyes looked so happy his soul seem to nod 

He talked up storm and I stood and listened with patience 
Although with his slow moves was wearing quietly on my impatience
Then the skies turned to angry steel 
I knew in a moment a thunderstorm would wheel 
 
A crack of thunder rattled overhead 
And sent me a message get in the car or dread 
The rain came down at sideways angle 
Soon the fisherman’s lines would tangle 

My husband came up running to the car 
The storm took over it was so bizarre 
My husband told me he was a dieing man
There I was with my new book in my hand 

He told me Arthur had a stroke 
He had Alzheimer disease and was dieing of cancer 
Then my heart just spoke 

I gave him my new book and signed my name
I told him to read it to his wife if that’s all the same 
He turned and smiled, 
He had the spirit of a young child 


(This story was written for Arthur 
Who is dieing of cancer and suffers the early stages of Alzheimer disease 
May his living years ring out with sprit!)

 



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Eyes of Emerald

eyes of emerald 
and sometimes gold
what comes out your
mouth no one knows

arms so strong
made of stone
i wish you knew
you do not walk alone

mind of a steel trap 
and soul of a young man 
showing your affection 
does not make you 
a weak human


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No Color or Relgion, Ever Stopped a Bullet from a Gun

I heard on the news
Another two are lost
That makes 206
Is there, a whatever the cost
 
We are there to assist
A country so reft
Inner fighting
To help the rest of the left
 
Guerrilla warfare
Tactically strong
Thousands of miles
Where we don't belong
 
The people we vote in
Would they go in their place
To show their people
Dying is no disgrace
 
I will never allow
My children to fight
A war so improper
A conflict not right
 
To show our presence
As we parade their land
A remote explosion
Blown up on demand
 
How can we serve
A regime so unfair
They can starve their women
Because he can't have her there
 
To fight for their freedom
As they fight themselves
The decision should be made
To save ourselves
 
The Russians failed
So now we try
Coalition troops
In daily die
 
The modern wars
Will always be run
No color or religion
Ever stopped a bullet from a gun



http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war.php


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Charity

If I had the ability to comprehend,
All languages around the earth and;
Have not charity for my neighbors,
What good would I be worth?
If my faith could move the highest of mountains,
Also all my mysteries I understood;
If I show no love to those who “despitefully” use me,
I would not be any good.
If I used all my possessions,
To help the unfortunate (not expecting gain);
Gave my body without sincerity,
Then my work would be in vain.
Authentic love is to sacrifice,
Is not jealous and does not boast;
Since it truly comes from the heart,
It will extend from coast to coast.
Does not enjoy unlawful doings,
Loves to hear spiritual facts;
Not always aiming to please ones self,
Endures all short coming acts.
For the mysteries and philosophies,
That we presently comprehend;
Along with all the knowledge and understanding,
It will come to an end.
For the knowledge we know is part,
Moreover, the mysteries we understand are some;
Yet when the “TRUMP OF GOD” has sounded,
Only then shall we know that the “PERFECT” has come.
When I was young I was immature,
I thought I knew all things;
Still when Jesus became Lord of my life,
I put away those immature things.
Think on these things and endure without yielding,
These words of inspiration and clarity;
However, with the gifts, Charity, Hope and Faith,
Remember, the greatest is Charity.


Details | I do not know? | |

Morning Prayer 3

Sign of the Cross (poem)

O my God
I offer you all my prayers
 Works
 Joys
 and sufferings

In union with the Sacred Heart of Jesus
For the intentions
Which He pleads
Offers Himself in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass

In thanksgiving for Your favors
In reparation for my offenses
In humble supplication for my temporal
Eternal welfare 

For the conversion of sinners
For the relief of the poor souls in purgatory. 
Amen.

Sign of the Cross (Poem)


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Are YOU Having An Affair

God Gave Me His Love...  I Wouldn’t Share It!

God gave me his love.  I wouldn’t share it!
The guilt I feel now. 
I can’t hardly bear it!

He gave to me blessings and a peace within.
He gave to me joy and a chance to be his friend!

He asked that I give to others what I received.
His life for others is what he’s achieved!

When God needed me, I tried to run and hide.
I was filled with selfishness and pride!

Though I had accepted him 
and was born again…
I wasn’t interested in 
reaching souls for HIM!

Deep inside me there was a voice
 that began to stir!
Christ helped me to have
  Victory so true and secure!

He helped me with his words of love spoken…
I wanted to be his vessel! Not just a “token.”

His spirit is with me each day that I live!
I want others to know of his power to forgive!

Won’t you share the love that he’s given to you?
Won’t you give back to the one
 who truly LOVES YOU?

His love is everlasting and hard to contain!
You’ll find all that you need 
when you call on his name!

By Jim Pemberton    05/04/12


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I Once Knew A Man Who Did Things His Family Didn't Understand

I once Knew a man who thought
 "things would get better."
He had children and a wife.
  But soon left her.

He met someone who "captivated his eyes."
Having an appetite for her "beauty." and lies.

His wife loved God and the
 kids with all of her heart.
"How could this happen?"  
This question "ripped her apart."

As a family.  They went to church...
 and did their "Sunday best."
How could this "happy" family
 turn into such a mess?

Temptation can happen to anyone. 
 Rich or poor.
Be careful wha  you allow to
 enter your heart's door.

Regardless of whether you've been
 a "Christian" for "20 years..."
One shameful act can cause
 heartache and tears.

What God has given to you...
  Let no one take way.
No matter what others think...
 Or what they might say.

Stay true to God.  You'll be 
glad you did!
His love and joy will bless you
 each day that you live!

This saviour is HERE NOW!  
And will never leave you alone!
Allow HIM to bring peace and
 love to your troubled home!

By Jim Pemberton 
06/14/09


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The Daughter

Today I lived my life with ghosts
Both living and dead
Your face, their face
Slipped through my fingers and fell to the floor
Hundreds of pictures of you and them
Hundreds of moments and moments and moments
Too numerous and caught in that web of time
Dangled on a cobweb so thin, so fine
It could break but does not snap
And lasts and lasts
And holds and holds
All there, suspended in that instant
Before falling to the floor,
Or in the box of memories. To be kept.

So where do you reside, in the bin or the box?
Where do you live for future’s worth?
Will you be cut adrift or salvaged in those stepping stones to the past.

And yet, she still picked up those photos of you 
Pained and dulled
Still confused and stabbed by what has happened over time.
She saw your face and paused. Reflected.
She then gently collected up those images of you and me
And saved them in the box
One day for all to see in times to come.
She decided not to put you in the bin.
Unlike me.

She rescued her childhood.
Put down a marker in the sand
And said stop to the sea
To the waves and waves
That break over time and pain
Saved you from the blankless pile of Venice and Florence
And Christmas and beaches and Barbies and laughter
And with a simple dignity 
She gave you back some worth.




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Rwanda Wrongs

In 1957, there existed a plan
To rid Rwanda of the Tutsi clan
Power they had, too much for one side
The foundation for, future Genocide
 
1960, the monarchy was gone
Will both sides sing the same song
Sadly not as the persecutions start
Ripping this African country apart
 
1973, under a new regime
Juvénal Habyarimana promised restrain
Progress and reconciliation proposed to be
For this country to unite, finally
 
1994, Habyarimana gunned down
His assassination, country drowns
This killing of him, the carnage starts
Population half, ripped apart
 
The killings horrific, no one spared
Machete slain, heads caved
Hacking, be-headings as families fall
As CNN tune in, the world appalled
 
The continuance, of the slaughtered tribes
Men, women and children you can't describe
Women raped, and the unborn slain
This horrific act of human pain
 
Most of the fallen, in their own villages dead
By another clan, they thought were friends
Indescribable to the world as our televisions show
The massacre of innocents, as we watch blow by blow
 
Where does it all end, can we try the same songs
How many more of these Rwanda wrongs
It appears to be a human trait
To kill each other for the sake of it


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Modern Moon Miss ...

A Mellow, Intoxicant – Moon-Shine
Out of This World – But Orbit’s in Line
Controls The Lunacy- Longing, Just Fine
Heard Howls At The Moon? … It Was Mine…

Not a Lunatic – But Lipse’ – Scientific … Sometime
Like a Space-Kitten, Who just wants to Climb
And Prowl 9 (?) Milky Way Planets, in One Lifetime… Not Nine
And Purr in Milky Moonlight… On My Spine

My Soul is all Aglow… You’re in My sight
And Even, My DarkSide… is Searching Mister… Right ?
I’m and Emotive, Aspiring, Silhouette-Shone, Light
Full … of Faith, Formulas and Moon Flint-Rocks, Bright

So, I’m Not Crazy… But I, Phase… A- R o u n d –  Sense 
… at Least, to Your Grounded, Male-Ego Logistics
yet, I’m Glad, You Still Try To Reach The Moon…
… but Maybe, I’ll Beam “You” Up Scotty !… Soon

… So, Brace Yourself… I Can Bring The Bravado
Pace Yourself… We, Got A Long Way To Grow
Race Yourself… Flash Your Flag… Fly and Follow
Raise Your Rocketship-Ride…    Ready … Set … Go !

… ‘Cause Modern Moon Miss… Miss Ya’… You Know…


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CONTENTMENT

CONTENTMENT


No one is immune to the pitfalls of stress 
Though some seem to avoid its toll.
The three qualities that set hardy people apart
Are love of challenge, commitment and control.

People who are happy tend to see challenge, or change
As an opportunity for growth not a threat.
Their commitment means involvement and engaging life
In marriage, children, the work place, the battle field or debt. 

Those who rate higher in their duties of commitment
Feel more meaning and purpose in what they achieve.
The third trait control, is essentially determination
To have triumphs in life by how we respond and  believe.

There are skills, habits, and traits to adopt and cultivate
Which help make the smart decisions we depend on for life.
It also helps to take time for prayer and self evaluation
To make sure we haven’t changed from the dilemmas of strife.

Optimism along with positive thinking come naturally
When our need to serve others we refuse to deny or ration.
Contentment takes hard work, grit, faith and spirituality 
Lots of love, understanding, forgiveness, and compassion.


By Tom Zart


 
 


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WANDERING Eyes

Wandering Eyes... 


Have you been captured by 
the wandering of your eyes? 
Things you once held as true and 
wholesome-- you now despise. 

Have you been “captured” 
by an outward beauty? 
Thereby neglecting your 
God-given duty? 

Has your soul been consumed with 
sin's all-consuming fire? 
With an uncontrollable appetitie 
and an ungodly desire. 

In your heart, is the Holy Spirit 
an uninvited guest? 
No wonder your life is in 
such a huge mess! 

Your head is filled with fantasies 
and temptations of every kind. 
You pretend on the outside. But you've 
lost control of your mind. 

For your failures—you have 
only yourself to blame. 
Now's the time to repent— 
and call on Jesus' name! 

Though your sins be red as scarlet-- 
they can be washed as white as snow. 
Only Jesus can be true peace and 
satisfaction to your troubled soul. 

By Jim Pemberton 
2008 




Details | Sijo | |

On-duty

I’ll collect the worn, colored clothes and I’ll put them to wash;
And, the wet white clothes I will hang them, outside, for the sun to dry;
For my wife to see that I’ve done my duty, when she comes home.


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FLIGHT FOR FREEDOM

Four years ago today
9/11 rang in our ears
Our Nation still cries a river
Into a sea of tears

Patrick Driscoll 70, was retired
Jane Folger 73, retired as well
Toshiya Kuge was a student
When the Twin Towers fell

Husbands and fathers
Todd Beamer 32, Jason Dahl 43
Alan Beaven 48, joined them
On United Airlines flight 93

Donald Arthur Peterson 66
And his wife Jean 55
Were proud to be Grandparents
They perished side by side

Mark Bingham 31, a businessman
Edward Porter Felt 41, would travel
Mark Rothenberg flew that day
When it all began to unravel

Joseph Deluca 52
A son, brother and close friend
Held on to Linda Gronlund 46
Until the very end

Nicole Carol Miller 21
Kissed her boyfriend at the gate
Christine Snyder 32, newlywed
Neither of which knew their fate

Deora Bodley 20, was a youngster
Honor Elizabeth Wainia 28, a daughter
Sandy Bradshaw 38 was a wife
What a senseless slaughter

Thomas E. Burnett Jr. 38, husband
Georgine Rose Corrigan 56, a mother figure
Cee Cee Lyles 33, was a wife and mother
Can now only be seen in pictures

Deborah Welsh 49, wife and good friend
Kristin Gould White 65, someone’s mother
John Talignani 74, Jeremy Glick 31
They were both fathers and someone’s brother

Waleska Martinez 37
Was a daughter and a sister
Andrew Garcia 62, husband and grandfather
Earned him the title of Mister

Richard Guadagno 38, “intense friend”
Colleen Fraser 51, someone’s sibling
Christian Adams 37, a husband and daddy
You can hear the angel’s sing

Patricia Cushing 69, an Aunt
Lorraine Bay 58, a flight attendant
William Cushman 57, was a construction worker
Into the field is where they were sent

Wanda Green 49, mom and daughter
Lauren Grandcolas 38, sister-in-law
Hilda Marcin 79 was someone’s mother
When the world began to fall

Louis Nacke 42, a son-in law
Along with Leroy Homer 36, a husband
Donald Greene 52, loved camping
With his brothers he called friends

So above you see the names again
Of the hero’s on United Airlines flight 93
We remember them today, four years later
For what they did for you and me


APRIL KERSEY-STRONG

					9/11/05


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God's Institutions

God's institutions
Do not fail...  his people do.
Some fail to love and forgive;
Some fail to stay faithful, too.
Some fail to stay concerned;
Some fail to step back and review.
Some fail to notice times and seasons.
Some fail to know what to say and do.
Some fail to pray and listen.
Some fail to see and hear their cue.
Some fail to love themselves.
Some fail to make old things new.
Some fail to change and grow.
Some fail to be creative with shape and hue.
Some fail to work and work again.
Some fail to laugh and play, too.
Some fail to hear God's instructions;
Some fail to follow them through.
So, it's not the institution
That crumbles; it's the people that do.


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Little Boy

I wish I could capture
    This little boy
On paper;
    In a picture,
A painting,
    Or pencil drawing,
But I cant freeze a two-year-old
    Who's constantly moving,
So I write...
    His round brown-haired head
Bobbing around the room
    Hiding behind a chair
Grinning from around the corner
    Squirming in 'Gramma Minnie's' lap
Too excited for a picture
    His bright blue eyes dancing
With mischief
    Dashing away from 'Daddy'
His clear laughter
    Bubbling up
When he's captured
    And Daddy swings him
Into the air;
    Its a perfect moment;
A little boy's adventures,
    Putting a smile 
On everyone's face.


Details | Sijo | |

Bundles Of Sticks

I will chop the tall tree into a big bundle of sticks
Smaller bundles I will pile near the house as winter approaches
So it may warm my family and food when it is needed 


Details | Free verse | |

do you lie?

lying 
is not always 
a lie
‘though the word remains a lie.

ah, believe 
me, 
my dear!

i love you! yo ti amo!
je t’aime! s’agapo!
ya tivya luvlyou! yah habibe!
ay-ayaten ka! mahal kita! 

in whatever tongue 
you hear me say, it’s all the same 
and I would not take away 
that smile, from you.

you are the half 
that lights me in this life, the 
diamond shines, forever—

without lies!


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Breathe Together

“Together Breathe”
I look away when
You speak to me,
Trying to pretend that
I’m listening but I’m not,
I’m such a snot!

I’m in my head,
Thinking to myself

I’m holding on to
Your every word,
I want to play,
Wanting to please you,
Want to make sure that I say
Just that right thing
That you want me to say
Each day.

Where do we connect?
How do we meet
Each other’s needs?
How do we plant our seeds
And do good deeds?
How do we
Together breathe.





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Are Things In Your Life Out Of Place

Are Things In Life "Out Of Place?"

I visited a garage sale.  And had a 
surprised look on my face.
I noticed that some things
 were "out of place."

To my right... Was a shelf filled with books.. 
And Christian ones too.
To my left...  Was a sign that read; 
"I have adult movies for you."

I wondered and thought with 
some kind of amazement.
"Does this person read these books. 
 And watch this "entertainment?"

This is common in many Christian homes...
Often...  People cross God's 
"boundaries" and "safety zones."

Anyone can go to church. 
 Pray, sing and "shed a tear."
Not realizing that sin's temptation
 is drawing ever so near.

Do you seek God's holiness and the 
power of Jesus' name?
But each night...  Before bedtime... 
 Things aren't quite the same...

Have you opened up your heart 
and mind...  And live life unfulfilled?
Is this the way you ought to live? 
 Is this what God has willed?

He desires to live inside of you.
  And help you to discover.
With any stronghold in life.  
He'll help you to recover!

Are things in life "out of place?"  
And need to be put back together?
Allow God's word to guide you!  
His promises are forever!

Everything will be where it should be...  
With Jesus In control!
Only he can defeat the enemy that 
seeks to destroy your soul!

By Jim Pemberton 08/03/09


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Day After You ve Gone

When I awoke this morning the sun
was shinning so bright, I couldn’t believe
it for it should have be dark and gloomy…

Birds’ singing on high, singing in the
spring, this is not right for it should
be quiet and bleak…

I went to sit in that big old chair
cradling my head trying to understand
why you are dead…

Didn’t get the chance to tell you good-bye
or hold you in my arms for the last time…

As I set here I feel like we were cheated,
cheated to chance of that last hug, kiss and
to say, be seeing you someday…

The days will seem so empty without you
by my side and thank God for the memories
for if not I am sure I would die…

Keep hearing you in my head, I think
you are saying live in the warmth, sing
with the birds for they are telling you
how much you are loved…

Just know that when you hear my
whisper in your head that God has allowed
me to so  you are not to despair…

God has his arms around me guiding me
along until the day we are together again
and  I wish you happiness until that short
fleeting time is gone and you are by my side…

By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012


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Space

Every man needs a garage or shed

To hide away from the woman he wed

A special place to call his own

Some private space to be alone

A room where he can go and be

Away from all the family

It doesn’t need to be large or flash

No need to spend a load of cash

Something simple with a comfy seat

Where he can sit and rest his feet

And ponder on the days events

You’ll find he comes back less intense

Refreshed, relaxed and then what’s more

Ready for whatever chore

For once he’s had his time of rest

He’ll return, so full of zest

You’ll hardly recognise your man

So take heed of this simple plan

Just find your man a private zone

That special place to call his own

And once this need has been fulfilled

I’m sure you’ll both be more than thrilled

A little distance, and private time

Will make your marriage most sublime

© 04-02-2009


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King David And Bathsheba

There was a great king, 
whom did sin and fall.
David.  When from his balcony, 
Bathsheba he saw.

In his heart... he sinned as 
lust was conceived.
A plan of muder in his heart 
was soon received.

This sin led to another 
and had soon willed.
To have Bathsheba's 
husband to be killed.

The consequences of his sin
 was later explained.
His first born died, and his 
son Absalom was slain.

Once his sin was conceived, 
it brought lust and soon death.
Sin is always this way--
until you take your last breath.

Think of the consequences... 
and flee tempation FAST.
Enjoy a victory and blessings 
from God that will last!

By Jim Pemberton   
05/14/08


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Unconditional love

“Unconditional Love”
Waiting 
Wanting, lusting
To be held,
To be respected,
To be loved 
To feel your warmth 
To feel your desire to be with me
Knowing that you feel the same way for me as I do for you
Hoping that you would fill all my desires and inner fire that burns
for you deep inside my heart I new that are love was flawless from the start
I need to be sheltered from the cold sometimes I feel as if there is nowhere for me to go 
Into your arms is were I want to be to smell your scent or feel your touch these things they mean so much.
The way that you make me feel is something I cannot explain it’s like a passionate kiss or making love in the rain. When I look into your eyes I know that you truly love me and that there is no other place you would rather be.
Without you there would be no me this should be so plain to see 
So how dare them to even try to compare, they act like they no but have no clue how much it is that I love you.


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Do You Hold A Grudge

I knew of a "brother" who held a grudge.
From his position.  He wouldn't "budge."

When asked why he held this...
 against a certain person.
Having nothing to do with him. 
 He was certain!

The reason for this grudge...  
Is probably "silly" to many.
When asked for a good reason.  
There wasn't any.

He said; "I don't hold any 
kind of unforgiveness."
"What I do..."  "It's none of your business!"

"I don't hold a grudge and I
 want to be clear!"
"There are some people... 
 I wish weren't here!"

Are there people in your life 
who've been "shut out.?"
"Is this what being Christ' example is all about?

Living for Christ is not about who we "avoid."
If a life of Godliness is to be fully enjoyed.

We can make "excuses" to stay
 away from somebody.
This could be your brother.  
Neighbor.  Or anybody.

Christ gave his life and wants 
us to follow his rules...
He knows all about us....  And is never fooled!

May your life be filled with 
compassion for every soul.
In doing this...  You'll be made 
complete and whole!

Discover true freedom.  Leave any 
"grudges" in the past.
Enjoy true victory in Christ...  
And a peace that 'll last!

By Jim Pembeton
08/01/09  


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The Crying Tears Of Your Violin

The Crying Tears Of Your Violin
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
   You take to the night in dreamlike trance
In tears you play of the beauty within
Followed through with the sorrow of life
The crying tears of your violin.
   People gather round you in homage 
Mystified by your astonishing sound
Holding hands in lovely sway
Anguish at the theater in the round.
   This seed of disparity planted on yesterday’s morn 
The lovely life of your child’s dismay 
A home disgraced in torching flame
The new found place of a mother’s grave.
   Into the fields of lilac dress
Fortunes of misfortune display less fortunate
Taciturn dreams explode in reverent voice
As life, becomes no more less than ornate.
   Yet you are not alone in your world
As the people sway to the comfort of your soul
Melting within the musical melody of sorrow
While placing their coin into your bowl.
   Where heaven blooms in saddened cry
Lonely love strums chords within
Displays a broken heart unto the crowd
The crying tears of your violin.
     ©By: Darren J McMurray
              November 11, 2008


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' Warriors ... The Battle Cry Song ... '

There Are Sounds of Ancient Thunders
There Are Sounds of Ancient Drummers
        Calling … Brave Warriors
         Gladiators and Warriors

And They’re Marching To The Cadence of Their Hearts’ Pounding
Marching, To The Cadence of The World’s Rage Resounding
They’re Going By The Beat of Their Heart’s Pumping
By The Steady Flow of Blood and Bloodlust, Tells Me Somethin’

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

Chorus:

But, We’ve Seen These Men, Playing With Their Children
We’ve Seen These Sons and Their Laughter, I’m Hearing
We’ve Seen These Men, Loving Their Babies
And Tenderly Holding and Kissing Their Ladies

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

2nd Chorus:

Oh Lord, Please Stop These Warriors’ Battle Cry
And The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Mothers and Wives
The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Little Ones’ Eyes
The Battle Cry, Coming From Warriors … When They Die

               … Warriors …
         Courageous Warriors …

Sticks and Stones, Swords, Arrows and Bombs
Lances, Knives, Hand to Hand Combat, Napalm
God Almighty, Oh, Thy Kingdom Come
Please Rescue Us, From The Kingdom of The Gun …

And Prophecy Is Marching – Listen, All Who Arms Bear
Warriors, Must Beat War Weapons Into Plowshares            ( Isa. 2: 4 )
And When War, Is No More, Then We Will Hear
All Warriors’ Battle Cry, Will Be An Amen Cheer !

              … Gentle Warriors …
            Peace-Loving, Warriors …

2nd Chorus:

Oh Lord, Please Stop These Warriors’ Battle Cry
And The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Mothers and Wives
The Battle Cry, Coming From Their Little Ones’ Eyes
The Battle Cry, Coming From A Warrior’s … Last ‘ Why ? ’

                … Warriors …
           Courageous Warriors …

How Can Flesh and Blood, Mortal-Men, Be So Fearless, I Wonder
Are They Strengthened By Duty, Love and Honor
Facing Danger, Death and Being Torn Asunder
Sacrificing All, As A Fallen Soldier …

                 … Warrior …
           Courageous Warrior …


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Locked Away

My husbands actions locked with my soul and remained at our frount door,
He reenlisted again and had left for the Afganistan war.
My eyes became swollen the tears begain to pour.
Then all of a sudden, for some reason, one day I wasn't mad at him anymore.
I inwardly waited to hear his keys rattle and his duffle hit the floor. 



Quatrain - a hopeful heart
6-7-2012


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Hurricane Katrina

Awesome power is it natures wrath
To devastate all in its path
Twisters, winds driving rain
Leaves no place to look the same
 
In a way as it gathers pace
Never in a human place
Hidden killer out at sea
Land urge where it wants to be
 
Building strength, gathers speed
To destroy any breeds
The one i recall in this worlds arena
This phenomenon called Hurricane Katrina
 
Louisiana, New Orleans
Was subject by one so mean
Her awesome might hammers home
We are not on this world alone
 
The sights viewed all around the world
Natures torture from her living swirl
To consternate these Southern Lands
The rains and winds spew from her glands
 
The aftermath and splatter view
Killed so many, survivors few
City blocks submerged and broken
A legacy of natures token
 
New Orleans Jazz continues to play
Although nature won this day
Resilient folks, awesome place
Human nature won this race
 
Undercover we will rise
But in mother nature we will not despise
She gives us life, we share her hope
To view her strength, we can not gloat.


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No Valentines

I Look above
as i open my eyes
the sun shines upon your hair
i smile as you climb out of bed
looking at you as i shake my head
no good morning
no kiss
not even a glance
Crystal tears slice at my face
your love i cant erase
years and years
of the same old thing
No Valentines...


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Do You Have Wandering Eyes

Have you been captured by 
the wandering of your eyes? 
Things you once held as true and 
wholesome-- you now despise. 

Have you been “captured” 
by an outward beauty? 
Thereby neglecting your 
God-given duty? 

Has your soul been consumed with 
sin's all-consuming fire? 
With an uncontrollable appetitie 
and an ungodly desire. 

In your heart, is the Holy Spirit 
an uninvited guest? 
No wonder your life is in 
such a huge mess! 

Your head is filled with fantasies 
and temptations of every kind. 
You pretend on the outside. But you've 
lost control of your mind. 

For your failures—you have 
only yourself to blame. 
Now's the time to repent— 
and call on Jesus' name! 

Though your sins be red as scarlet-- 
they can be washed as white as snow. 
Only Jesus can be true peace and 
satisfaction to your troubled soul. 

By Jim Pemberton 
(c) 2008 




Details | Rhyme | |

Have Things In LIfe Taken The Wrong Turn


Maybe things in your life have 
taken "the wrong turn," 
Life is passing you by—-
you're not concerned...

Things that were important... 
are important no more, 
Life seems so dull and dry-rather a bore.

Your love for your friends 
and family is gone, 
Almost everything you do...
it's all wrong!!!

Your life seems to be like a ship 
lost out on the sea, 
You cry, "Lord-what is happening to me???"

Jesus loves you so much...
he really does understand, 
Waiting there to pick you up-
with a special loving hand.

He'll replace your loneliness 
witha satisfying love, 
Putting your life back together
 gently, like a gentle dove...

His perfect love will give you 
a peace of mind, 
So call on him now---
NOW is the time! 


By Jim Pemberton


Details | Romanticism | |

Next To You

The one room apartment, 
The couch that we shared.
We could never make rent,
900's not fair.
To two dead broke kids,
In a half-dead town.
We want to make it,
But we don't know how.
Work scrapes by, 
The day drags on.
Records, the only thing we own.
Sing cracked on a player,
So old and so true.
The singer cries out,
"It was nice waking up next to you."
The one room apartment,
The one we don't own.
But your sea sick smile,
Screams home sweet home.


Details | I do not know? | |

Silence

You want to be a man or a woman of Eternal God
You must pray
To be a man or a woman of prayer
Must make silence a good friend of yours

Silence on the inside
Silence on outside
Silence you will hear the message of Eternal God or Father Christ
Will read, hear and understand with all your heart

12122011/5052013


Details | Rhyme | |

A Father With A Heart Divided

A Divided Heart... I know of a father who had a "divided heart." Within a few years, his family "fell apart." When his heart changed... I remember when. Here's when, I believe, it all began... He started to help others that were in need. Sharing their problems... his heart would "bleed." What started out with the "best of intentions." Giving others much of his focus and attention. Very little time he spent with his family at home. Many days and nights, his wife felt "all alone." "What happened to the one who "promised his love?" She'd ask for "time alone" ...and "he'd give her a shove." He began to look at others' kids as "his kids" too. Trying to be a "father to all" ... by the acts he would do. Neglecting his God-given duty as high priest of the house. He would confide to a "pretty lady" in a nice blouse. His family tried to warn him of the dangers ahead, His wife would cry each night she went to bed. HIs family did that for so many years, he held so dear. Each went their separte ways... as any love dissappeared. This heartbreaking story made the heavenly father sad. By the divided heart... of the one... many knew as "dad." May this be a challenge both to me and to you. That our heart remain loyal, committed and true! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Someone Asked Me About Marriage

Someone Asked Me About Marriage…

Someone asked me about marriage, as a matter of fact…
I thought; “what kind of questions is that?”

“Let me ask a questions…  If I may?”
“Do you read what the God’s word has to say?”

Marriage is still and will always be one woman and man.
I don’t care how many laws we have in our land!

No matter if many churches and people claim; “civil rights.”
Anything different than a man and woman is NOT right!”

The first chapter of Romans makes it pretty clear…
The days of wickedness have drawn ever near!

God’s wrath revealed against all ungodly living!
Think about the garbage our country is giving!

It speaks of men and women leaving their natural affection.
Burning in lust toward one another
 with an ungodly attention!

For this cause God has given many over to a reprobate mind…
Many get involved with perversions of many kinds!

Professing themselves to be wise, many have become “fools.”
By not obeying God’s word… But their own “set of rules.”

Marriage is something designed many years ago.
It was Adam and Eve in the beginning…  This we know!

My question to you is: “Why not give God a chance?”
His truth remains the same!  Whatever the circumstance!

No court of law can change what God has established!
Everything that’s not of God is simply a lot of “rubbish.”

Jesus is coming back for a bride without “a wrinkle or a spot.”
It’s time we come clean and become
 “blood bought!”

Being the bride of Christ is the most important thing!
He is the bridegroom and eternal love he brings!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

So Good

A comfortable sound; is found in the pews
 	Illuminated, we are feeling the Good News
As this providence is caught alive
	All tempestuous thoughts of transgressors subside
Hallelujah, HE brings divine will for all of us too…
	It is so good to hear the sweet sounds from the pews


Details | Free verse | |

Lady Madness

Lady Madness how dost thou lie in mine bed?
How darest I allow thee upon my honor tread?
Fair Lady, Fair Madness, drop the dagger from the mind!
Remember once we were the honorable kind?
Oh how hath we slain the king? Lest some restless
worm eateth at thy brain?
My love, my dearest, I pushed thee though thou pushed me!
To hell with Hecate and her faces three!
I love the fair Lady!  Rest upon my cheek.
Perhaps you will return to sanity should you meet God in sleep.

Mary Evangeline


Details | Senryu | |

We Will Remember Them

Dying for Freedom
American and British soldiers
Will be remembered

 

" Dedicated to the losses our countries are taking to fight for our freedom "
                                 Haiku or Senryu matters not


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war3.php


Details | I do not know? | |

Burden

They were some people who carry hugh weight on their shoulders.
Hand touching their eyes as they look up to the sky.
A discussion takes place near the fire in a crisis.
A hand of the clock is moving fast condemns the women.
Her husband looks at her don’t do this to me turn the clock back.
The women put’s her hand to cover her eyes and cries.
The look of disgust for all to see appeared from nowhere.
I am ready to go out I wonder what to wear.
They turn around after her disappearance as the husband stares.
Look at my shoulders can’t you see they are getting sore.
The women replies in a harsh way there are two people in a discovery.
She places all her bangles to one side this is the price to pay for our deeds.
The husband wraps them up and places in a safe they belong here for now.
He quickly places a paper on the table and writes as his wife watches.
This is my stamped name keep it safe it might disappear one day.
The women laughs at him can a piece of paper relieve the burden of faded hair.


Details | Rhyme | |

It Takes Money to Buy Land

Too many questions...
Not enough action...
Too much talk
Gives no satisfaction,

Not enough hope...
Too much demanded...
Where is the faith
You once commanded?


Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Dreamboat ... '

Hoist and Sail Dreamboat, With Ease
 Speed Over, Deep-Blue, Bright-Surface Seas
With Wind, Big-Sky, Sunshine and He
Each Wave-Splash Kissed, Sparklin’ Sweet
Upon My Dreamboat and Dolphins-Spree
Seen By Moonbeams and Ocean-Mist-Breeze
As A Dawn-Star, Leads Heavenly
Let The Dreamboat, Carry Me
On A Far-Away, Pearl-Isle-Journey
For Dreamboat Is Seaworthy
So, Ship-Ahoy-Boy … Eternally
Hoist and Sail Dreamboat … For You and Me


Details | Acrostic | |

Diamond in the Rough

Dear heart the love of my life and more,
I adore your eyes that shine when you smile.
After I look deep within I know the score.
My arms long to hold you in loving style.
Our past lives, guided, always intertwined.
Now we have rekindled our affections true.
Diamond in the rough, I could always find.

I pledge my life, light, laughter and love to you 
Now and forever, I request to taste your lips of wine.

Tell the spirit of love, what we plan to do.
Hearing every note of our song-playing fine,
Each day of our life together, just us two,

Reveal of our passion, never needed for anyone.
Our adoration flies from our faces upon this earth.
Universes watch in awe, our devotion won.
Graciously we have bonded in a lifetime of worth.
Having our souls blessed by treasures by the ton.


Details | Lyric | |

If They Made Do Right Pills

If they made "Do Right Pills" 
I would buy them and give to my friend.
She needs help to brighten her way.
For there is a husband with her
Tho he stands in her way.

I would write the prescription 
For them to be taken 
Morning, noon and night
For there is alot to be done
For him to just get close 
To doing what is right.

He does not what it takes to please her
For he knows it is not demanded
He knows he can do nothing
And everything stays the same.

Nor does it matters of what she may have to say
He'll listen for awhile 
And then turn and be on his merry way.

She says one day will be her day
And it is not too far away.
I hope she is right and her plans she will carry thur
Maybe she has found a cure and no longer cares 
What will happen to you.


Details | Light Poetry | |

BackRoads-Ride Roundup

Honey, Let’s go on Calhoun Road
Its Saturday… Let’s Unload
Drive up to the Cul-De-Sac…
Stop the Truck… and Let’s Jump on Back
With the Radio on – Up- High…
The Bluebirds, will Wave – Bye-Bye
Yeah, Let’s Go Truck… on a Back-Roads-Ride Roundup !

Honk – Uncle Henry… Out His House !
Tell Him… ‘Get Up Off That 40-Ounce
Look at Him Trying to Make Us Hush…
Let His Neighbors Know… He Knows Us!
… We’re His High-Rolling Relatives…
(though He Uses Other Adjectives…)
Oh, Let’s Go Truck… on a Back-Roads-Ride Roundup !

You Know, What We Come Here For
Picnic and Party and Lay Outdoors
Got Money, Snacks and a Whole Lotta’ Gas
Let’s Head ‘em off Honey, at Our Underpass
My Baby’s Got 4-Wheel Drive
I’m gon’ sit back and Enjoy The Ride…
(Leave the Liquor and Let’s Stay Alive)  On a Back-Roads-Ride Roundup !

As Our Ranger Rode into the Sunset There
… Saw a Bronco Stampeding, Making Dusty Air
And Silverado, was Coming Up Fast
Oh no!... Little Mustang Slipped Right Past
And Uncle Henry’s Ram Looked Tuff ! …
On Our Back-Roads-Ride Roundup !

Back-Roads-Ride Roundup…

(I Posted This One For You John (Moses) Freeman.. 
(You lil' Ol' Trucker You - - - Enjoy)

MoonBee


Details | Light Poetry | |

' ... Your Answer '

I Want to be Your Answer…
That God Sent to Your Prayer
I Want to be That Woman-Wonder
 By Your Side Forever, There

I Want to be Your Helper
I Want to be Your Friend
and Passionate, Perfect Lover
and Love You Straight to …  Amen

I Will Always Respect You
I Will Make Sure Others Do Too
They will Know, ‘I Show’… its ‘Us’-Two
God, Brought and Bound, Brand-New

I Want to Bring You Peace
I Want to Add to Your Power
This Honor to You, Will Never Cease
Thru Each Eternal – Year, Day, Hour

Every Moment, I Want to Share My Joy
I Want to Lift You in Every Way
‘Cause, You Are ‘ The Man ‘ and not a Boy…
You Have The Right to Lead… ‘ O K !’

… and in All the Sparkles, Which I Speak of…
… I Want to be Your Rainbow-Dove
I Want to Be Your Own-True-Love
That God Sent You… From Above

… and if Questioned – ‘Do You Believe in Happily-Ever-after?...”
… I Want to be … Your Answer


Details | I do not know? | |

Evolution

Barking
Coughing
Growling
Snarling 
Not a little
Loving 
Darling
Six a.m and
Waking up
Looking for
His breakfast cup
Tea will wake
The addled brain
Make the man 
Himself again
Showers shaves
Dons cologne
Giving hair
Final comb
Checking tie
Shoes to lace
Ready for
The human race

© John W Fenn  14-05-2009


Details | Light Poetry | |

Headed - West !

In My Dodge Intrepid, Headed West
Got the Radio on… hearing Requests
Sunshine on the Road
… passing by Wide – Loads

… I Feel Blest
I’m Headed West

Got a Full Tank of Gas and an Ice-Chest
Money in my Purse… and Plenty of Rest
I’m Driving on the Highway
Finally found that Freeway

… I Feel Blest
I’m Headed West

Sunshine came up this Morning
East… was up and already Farming
I saw the Bright North-Star
And the Prize of the Civil-War

… I Feel Blest
I’m Headed West

I’m going … Where I’ve Never Been Before
I hope… I won’t get Lost, ‘til I Find Your Door
Feel like a Mail-Order Bride
… Racing to Your Side….

… I Feel Blest
I’m Headed West

In my Dodge Intrepid, Two Blocks West
Got the Radio on, Hearing Requests
… ‘ A Song, Dedicated to Me’…
… from  My   B a b y ! ….

… I Feel Blest
I Made It West …


Details | Light Poetry | |

Cloud-Cover

Cloud-Cover… On A Sunny Day
Got Me On This Hill… Looking-Up and Dreaming
Cloud-Cover… I Just Want To Lay
And Watch The Sunrays Gently Beaming…
… thru The Cloud-Cover… Cloud Cover

Cloud-Cover… Like A Gentle Lover
A Sweetheart, That’s Somewhere Far Away
Who, Sends A Message… To This Hillside Clover…
… and Me… Wishing Both, Could Stay…
… just Like Cloud-Cover… Cloud Cover

Oh, Let Our Lives, Be Like Close-Cloud-Cover
Gently Rolling By, Slowly, On The Breeze
Rise Up With Love, For One Another
And Ride The Wind.. ‘til We Are Free…
… Discover, Cloud-Cover… Cloud Cover

Cloud-Cover… Was A Sunny Day
… but I Hear Distant Thunder… On A Hill…
Cloud-Cover… I Have To Pray…
I’m Running Thru The Rain… ‘Cause I Feel A Chill…
… Don’t Let It Be My Cloud-Cover!... Not My Cloud-Cover!
…Nor My Son, Daughter, Mother, Father… Or My Brother…

Cloud Cover… Please… Cloud Cover…

   In Memory of Those Taken From Us...


Details | Tail-rhyme | |

Loving You

Touch my heart feel the creation
Devotion that is true motion
Tender touch
Do not travel beyond notion
Our love dispenses such a potion
Loving you much


Details | Rhyme | |

A Divided Heart

I know of a father who
 had a "divided heart."
Within a few years, 
his family "fell apart."

When his heart changed... I
 remember when.
Here's when, I believe,
it all began...

He started to help others 
that were in need...Sharing their problems... 
his heart would "bleed."

What started out with the 
"best of intentions."
Giving others much of his 
focus and attention.

Very little time he spent 
with his family at home.
Many days and nights, 
his wife felt "all alone."

"What happened to the one 
who "promised his love?"
She'd ask for "time alone" ...and 
"he'd give her a shove."

He began to look at others'
 kids as "his kids" too.
Trying to be a "father to all" ... 
by the acts he would do.

Neglecting his God-given duty 
as high priest of the house...
He would confide to a "pretty lady"
 in a nice blouse.

His family tried to warn him 
of the dangers ahead...
His wife would cry each 
night she went to bed.

HIs family did that for so many years, 
he held so dear...
Each went their separte ways...
 as any love dissappeared.

This heartbreaking story made 
the heavenly father sad...
By the divided heart... of the one...  
many knew as "dad."

May this be a challenge both 
to me and to you...
That our heart remain loyal, 
committed and true!

By Jim Pemberton
2008



Details | Ode | |

The Way To See Heaven

They say the way to see Heaven,
is look to the skies.
Yet, all I have to do
is look into your eyes.

Your heart is pure;
Your heart is true.
That is why I
fell in love with you.


I see your love
when our eyes meet
I feel your  love
with so much heat

  I feel your love
when my heart skips a beat
I feel it when it
knocks me off of my feet


 I will love you
till the end,at my death
I will love you,
till my very last breath.

 

Copyright McCuen 2008


Details | Free verse | |

An old familiar

An old familiar,
all too clear;
as you roll on your back
and new tempo appears.

Repeated chug 
of train runs through;
no nightmare is this
for it’s all from you.

Constant your whistle,
your engine is stoked;
as I try to disturb you
you snort, gag and choke.

Rolled over you're peaceful,
all is quite in our home;
the train in the distance,
'Till on rear you do roam.

I love you dear dearly
as I lay by your side,
and I’m drifting to sleep now
with sun, sand and tide.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

She Played The Fool At Every Turn

His excuse was weak,
it was help he failed to seek,
without the discipline of his father,
he wanted to be in charge,
he wanted to exploit her weakness,
her unwillingness to stand,
letting him take total command.
Tight-lipped he slapped her around,
and every chance he had he’d put her down,
she bruised easily, and she hid it well,
her family and friends couldn’t tell.
There were signs of emulation from her son,
what could she do, what can be done?
He would slap her again and again,
and her expression softened,
she played the fool at every turn,
until that night when he thought he was sleeping quietly,
he started to feel the burn,
smoke floating higher,
and the mattress  on fire,
he tried to move be he couldn’t
she could have helped, but she wouldn’t,
you see, she was the one who tied him to the bed,
smoke ate away at his flesh,
and the beatings she endured were now dead.


Details | Lyric | |

swirve on

if you got tha nerve
to getcha dance on
report to tha flo
and getcha lean on
from the left to the right
getcha swirve on
getcha swirve on
getcha swirve on

if you got the nerve
to getcha dance on
report to tha flo
and getcha swirve on
from the left to the right
getcha lean on
getcha lean on
getcha lean on

Im on the flo
I get my swirve on
everybody in the club
getcha lean on
from the left to the right
getcha dance on
if you got the nerve
move ya feet and bring it on

getcha swirve on
getcha getcha
swirve on
getcha swirve on
getcha getcha
swirve on
repeat2x:

move ya body on the flo
and get busy
keep movin ya feet
and get dizzy
straight butta
when i glide across the room
I swirve on
aint nuthin this smooth

getcha swirve on
getcha getcha
swirve on
getcha swirve on
getcha getcha
swirve on
repeat2x:

swirvin impala
bass is bangin
on 22s' while my rims keep turning
i hit the blocks
while my car keep swirvin
i swirve on
everybody lookin


Details | Rhyme | |

Those Who Have Wronged Us


Those Who Have Wronged Us… I had a loved one whom I thought loved me. I couldn’t understand how she would treat me! I thought she was a Christian. She said she was. She told me; “I don’t like you just because!” As the years went by, just the way she lived. I wanted nothing to do with her! Much less forgive! The things she did were hurtful and caused pain. I didn’t even want to mention her name! Years later, I felt the lord tugging at my heart! God wanted a healing… And a fresh start I wanted an apology… It never took place. I felt the Lord asking me for more of his grace. You see, after all these years, with no words spoken. I heard of some news, and my heart was broken. I found out this person was soon at death’s door. When I found out… I fell to the floor! I cried “Father in heaven will you please forgive me? I didn’t love her, in spite of how she would treat me!” The opportunity I had was a chance for forgiving. Now she hasn’t much longer that she’ll be living! May this be a warning and a “wake up” reminder! To those who wronged us, we need to be kinder! Christ’ love needs to break the “barriers” down. So forgiveness in our lives will certainly be found! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

He Will Arise

Yes, he has fallen many times,
Due to the enemy using you.
God has given him the tools,
That no demon can drive away.
He will arise today.
I gladly say.

God loves him more,
Than his mother has shown him.
She let the devil use her,
In the making of him.
He has a unique purpose,
Because of his mom,
He doesn’t know who his “bio” daddy is.
She was in Satan’s house ,
Making one of God’s best creations.
He will help to save many nations.
I declare it.
It will happen.

No matter what his guilty mom says,
Does, or whatever tricks the devils makes her use.
He will do what he’s designed to do.
No matter how bad you talk about him.
No matter how shamed you are of him.
His failure is not final.
He will win thanks to the only Father,
That matters.

God works greatly through people,
That had nothing handed them on a silver platter,
For his glory.
We love you mom, anyway.
Hallelujah, anyhow!
The tools are here and his real Father 
Will show him how.
The time is now.
He will arise,
And soon mom you’ll realize that he is,
To you and the world,
God’s prize.
He’s not the key, 
To your family’s demise.
Don’t believe Satan’s lies.
He’s down, now,
But he will arise!

Do not rejoice over me, my enemy; When I fall, I will arise; When I sit in darkness, The 
Lord will be a light to me.   Micah 7:8


Details | Free verse | |

Love Defined

You cannot see love
Like seeing sky above,
You cannot hear love
Like hearing bells ring,
You cannot smell love.
Like the scent of a rose.
You cannot touch love.
Like you handle a glove,
However, you can feel love.
In a warm glowing heart,
You can see it so deeply.
From a glance of ones eyes,
You can perceive true love.
From the sound of the words,
Loves fragrance may grow.
From a trail that you know,
Love is complete and scentless.
But never partial or senseless,
Love may be hidden by one.
It can be subjective or won.


Details | Rhyme | |

If I Say I Love God But Don't Listen



If I say that I love God, yet refuse to listen… Then his blessings in my life is what I’ll be missin.’ If I say that I love him and am sincere… I’ll not be afraid. Because he’s always here! If I say that I believe his word to be true… Then I ought to live the way Christ wants me to! If I say that I will daily give him 100 percent… Then I need to humble myself and to him… Repent! If I say that I will seek to serve one another… Then I need to be there for my sister and brother! If I say that Jesus is truly the Lord of my life… Then he will bless me and my kids and wife… Why not say; “I invite you Jesus to come inside to live.?” “I accept your blood and power to forgive!” Won’t you say; “Here I am Jesus...” “Here I come!” And experience the life-changing power of God’s risen son! Christ says; “You that have burdens...” “I will give you rest…” Living for Jesus is always the BEST! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

Assignation to Annihilation

A poetic collaboration between Mother and son

By Jordan Adorno and Courtney Dyer


So cold, concrete heart! Absent soul, unable to love.

Your warm tears only leave me frozen.  

Ice flows through your veins

Frosty demeanor, feeding off the vulnerable!

Like a sadistic vampire, draining the energy of naive souls, doomed to sink into 
your abyss.

Your fangs of poison limit my days as your words ravish my soul.

Everything you touch crumbles, I witness as you punch the blood-stained rattle, and 
I fall into a loveless void.

Barren of empathy, your actions bring me nothing but hostility.

Tell me again the definition of bliss.

For in this wretched life this fact I have missed

I imagine dying, naked in the snow; you dare not to see

I endeavor in wanderlust, wanting courage to flee.

Yet I am no longer your snow queen; I am fearful and icy.

You offer me no benevolence, solace, or a trace of a happy sensation.

Now I hold my garnished gun, fantasizing of the bloodbath of your obliteration.

Co-written by Jordan Adorno


Details | Rhyme | |

Let Me See

I can only see what you let me see
When I look at your body and face;
But when you open up your heart to me,
I know the dweller of your secret place.

I can only see what you let me see
When you take action or react;
But when you open up your soul to me,
I understand your perceptions of fact.

I can only see the things that I see
When I look with my own two eyes;
But when you open up, stay open with me
So I can see and hear and realize.


Details | Rhyme | |

Come To The Lord

Make a joyful noise unto the Lord…  
All of the lands!
Come together in one voice…
  And clap your hands!

Serve the Lord with gladness.  
Come into his presence with singing!
Delight yourself in him.  
With praise and thanksgiving!

Know that the Lord is God.  
And he made us all!
We are his people.  His sheep. 
 Let’s answer his call!

As we enter his gates with thanks
 and his courts with praise…
Let’s honor and serve him
 all of our days!

The Lord is very good.  
His mercy is everlasting.
Let’s honor him today...  
In prayer and fasting!

His truth shall be known,
 throughout the generations!
It’s only in him where we
 can find our salvation…

The Lord is God… 
His grace has no limit.
Come and worship him now…  
In both body and spirit…

His love has no boundary.  
His grace is freely givin’.
Accept his gift of love... 
 Be cleansed and forgiven!

By Jim Pemberton 01/02/11
Read Psalm Chapter 100


Details | Narrative | |

The Might Of A Man...

The Strength of A Man
… is in His Eyes and Arms
And in His Harvest hands
… to Hope, Heal, or Harm

… Look into His Eyes and See The Storm
Will You Be Safe… in Sinew-Arms?
He Can Use His Hands to Help His Girl
But He’s Used This Strength to Harm The World…

The Power of A Man
Is in His Legs and Loins
In His Tongue to Command
And The Seed in His Groin

Every Woman On Earth, Has Felt Man’s Pulse
Or Pleasure – Pain…One Way or Another - Push!... Push!
Do What He Says, to Pull The Pressure
… He’s Pouring Passion, into His Pasture

The Force of A Man
Shows in His Face
The Way, He Walks or Stands
In The Human Race

He’s A Walking, Breathing, Forest-Fire
He’ll Burn You Up… with His Desire
See, The Way His Veins-Pop… Stands Out…
If A Tree  is Torn Down… Better ‘T I M B E R’ Shout !...

But The Might of A Man
Is in His Heart to Love;
And Mind, to Understand
The Higher Chamber Above…

With Spirit, Flesh, Blood, Bone
Might, Power, Force, Strength
… and A Woman, to Help Man Put On…
Some Breadth, Height, Depth and Width…

The Marvelous Might Of A Man


Details | Acrostic | |

Happy New Year

Hear the ramblings as the count down now begin.
A few seconds later toasting with champagne or gin,
Pressings tender kisses upon loved ones lips.
Preparing for a new year with precious tips,
Yes, we all make a promise to stop something.

Nearer to our loved ones, our heart does sing.
Even the children at home, watch the ball drop.
Wearing pajamas celebrate, drinking milk or pop.

You and I my dear we kiss and hug for our love so.
Every year the same though we find a different glow.
Again, this year, we find ourselves growing old.
Realizing that our faith and love, worth more than gold


Details | Bio | |

My name is Mr. Moore,
And I’m 5’2”.
If you’re a young a black male,
I care about you.
I am the father of two daughters,
And the husband of one.
I believe in running,
Until the race is done.
I appreciate music,
I appreciate it much.
I am a drummer,
With a distinct touch.
I enjoy the sound of a saxophone,
And if you mention Jesus Christ,
IT’S ON.
I play both drums,
And sax by ear.
I can play the rhythmic notes,
If they are near.
I like counting money,
Because I’m crazy about math.
I have a little "hooping" skills,
So don’t get in my path.
I had coached for five years,
Being champs of the final three.
Was put out at the buzzer,
The first two were defeats.
I had been with “The Academy”,
For eight years now.
“Tricks of the Trade”,
Was about showing young men how.
I am unique,
And like a little rhythm.
That is why I wrote,
“My Bio” to be a poem.


Details | Rhyme | |

It's Time To Represent

I knew you before you were even thought of,
By your parents on mother earth.
Your attributes, your qualities, yes even your shortcomings,
I knew all before your miraculous birth.
I then set the plan in motion,
A chemistry between two recipients.
It was not long afterwards,
That your illustrious entrance was made evident.
You may not have had all the luxuries of the few,
I wanted your environment to be a little deviant.
I had a special group of people in mind,
That I wanted to be the recipients.
I already knew of the timid times,
When you wanted the acceptance of those that went.
At school, at work, and even at home,
But it would be I whom you would represent.
That same group of people, you took to your very heart,
You became a little more confident.
You became the spokesperson of a blessed few,
Not knowing that one day, you would represent.
Now you have finally realized your true calling,
For a people who are hesitant.
To be whom I have chosen them to be,
For it is also I whom they represent.
You are loved by a few and rejected by many,
Though your calling is still evident.
And now I see that you are ready and capable,
For it is now time that you “REPRESENT”


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Season Of Love

A Season of Love has Come…
Like a Tree lifts its limbs – Spread Your Arms
And Welcome this Freedom from…
… A Cold and Lonely Winter Storm

A Season of Love – in Bloom…
Every Day, is like a Day in June
You Picked the Bride… I Picked the Groom
Not too Late… Nor Too Soon

… and its Fresh; Funny and Wonderful!
Its Work; Its Play… Its Worth It All!
It’s a Butterfly, Above Flowers
It’s a Heartbeat’s Ground-Breaking Power…

A Season of Love – did Bring…
The Thaw of, Slow-Moving Mountain-Streams
Your Kisses, Melted into My Spring…
Once Again – We Now, are Steam!

A Season of Love, has Sown…
… Seeds, We could not Bear – Alone
So Together, We have Grown…
A Season of Love… To Live On…


Details | Rhyme | |

Right and Perfect

If you had Mr. or Mrs. Right,
You'd know your every wrong way.
If you had Mrs. or Mr. Perfect,
You would see your flaws everyday.
Not that she would compare you to her
And not that he would do the same,
But your imperfections are evident
In the presence of those without blame.
So if you have someone nearly perfect
Who is satisfied with you as is,
Be content to love who you have
And just to be hers or his.


Details | Senryu | |

Many Strong Have Fallen

Delilah's pleasures
Her head lain in Samson's lap
Blind, he grinds around

Concubines' treasures
Solomon's Playboy Mansion
Kingdom of idols

Bathsheba's gestures
Rivers and blood David stole
Hid to no prophet

Stronger have fallen
Your resistance is futile
If you compromise


Details | Rhyme | |

Memory Hunt

Who can forget another
When a spouse won't remember you?
Who can search for a lover
When a mate discovers how to...?


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Love Me The Way Your Heart Tells-

To you, O, Athena, did I not give myself?
Why ask? I know not what your gods’ plan
No one knows better than anyone, but you
You alone must decide what you really feel 
Whether seeing me smile, the way you like 
Or, whether the envious gods are right or not
Who cares? Don’t let anyone, in between us
Be happy and enjoy the life you’ve wished 
For no one lives twice, ‘cos all die just once
Even we’re apart, our hearts have one rhyme
Beating for today, for us, not for the future
Thou, I never said: trust not your dear gods
But remember, no one’s getting any younger 
Even as we secretly talk, time passes so fast
So, live today, and expect less of tomorrow





Details | I do not know? | |

Final Reply

I married her nearly ten years ago, never had I ever seen 

a bride with such a radiant glow. She was my everything 

and so much more, when I meet her all my prayers had been answered. 

To me she was all that a wife should be. Ten months after our 

wedding day, we shared in the birth of our first born... 

We named him Emanuel, which means the beginning and end. He was 

to be the sign of our beginning and hopefully a way our love 

might not ever end. As the years went by, my beautiful bride 

started to change and our love seem to be dying as fast as it 

had begun... She said she needed some time apart. I been reduced 

to just a weekend dad... As I sat there in my hotel room with tears filling the very 

wells of my eyes. As I scribbled on my note pad for the very last time 

and sip on my final bottle of wine. 

My left hand full of pain killers and my right hand clutching 

my nine...I realized, this would probably be my final reply and 

the end of what was to be a lifetime. As I end this day with my 

final reply. "Our vows said until the end and in sickness and 

health” seems like I have chosen the end instead...until we see 

each other again?

Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor 

Copyright ©2008 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor 


Details | Sijo | |

Pieces Put Together

A box of pieces purchased for the price of licensed parchment
Poured out and placed in piles prepared to be resorted with patience
Put together so the picture is no longer a puzzle


Details | Senryu | |

The Fruit for Eve


from him sweetest fruit,

        to him scornful smile she gave,

                master to a slave.


Details | Lyric | |

The Look Of The Hurt...

When He Saw Me
He Knew The Look…
It’s the Look of The Hunted
The Look Says, ‘I’m Scared’
The Look, Nobody Wanted
That said, ‘Nobody Cared’

He Said, He Knew The Look
Seen it More than Not
Said He’d Seen The Look
Hung in a Mirror, On a Hook

It’s the Look of The Hunted
The Look That Says, ‘I’m Scared’
The Look, Nobody Wanted
The Look, That Said, ‘Nobody Cared’

…So that, When He Saw Me
He said, ‘You Must Be My Mate
‘Cause, The Look in Your Eyes – I Can Relate’
He Said, ‘Not to Deny It…
Just A Waste of Time
The Look Says It All…
…and I Need To Make You Mine…

You Got The Look of The Hunted
You Got The Look of The Hurt
The Look of  Heart-Damaged
…but I Know What You’re Worth

… Hunted by Your Pain
Hunted by Your Fear
Hunted by Your Blame
Ain’t Gon' Let No One Else Near…

And I Began to Look
In His Eyes… and I Shook
At what I Saw and Heard
… I Repeated His Words…

You Got The Look of The Hunted
The Look Says, ‘I’m Scared’
The Look Nobody Wanted
That Said ‘Nobody Cared’

We Got The Look of The Hunted
The Look of The Hurt
…and We’re Gonna Bury Our Pain
And Walk Away From The Dirt
And From The Look of The Hunted
… The Look of The Hurt


Details | Free verse | |

To Have and to Hold

You have some things
That I do not possess
That I need from you;
But will I be abased
And look to you to receive it
The way you will give it.

I have some things
That you do not hold
That you need from me;
But will you be humiliated
And look up to me to take it
The way I know to give it.


Details | Rhyme | |

Lord of the Drunken Banter

they say he's lord of the drunken banter
that girl who sings there's whom he's after
he boasts and brags he can bag any broad 
who strays into this smoky pub by the road

he roars, "hey, waiter, don't you block  my view
   she smiles  and sings exclusively for me
      same songs of love that always sound so new
         she's really hooked on me as you can see

"so, waiter, step aside and stay away
    just wish you were that guitar on her lap
      or be the that mike upon her lips, but hey,
         that's only in your groggiest dream, poor chap

"now here she comes, just watch your macho man
   she'll surely sit here close to me, you'll see
      hello, sweet babe, you got some sexy plan?
         these dudes right here won't mind, they'll let us be."

she smiles and stands beside the banter lord
and says to clear things up, just for the record
she wants them all to meet the man of her life
and he's this waiter here, and she's his wife !



Details | Epigram | |

Wrong Suitor

This gentleman one day I shall wed,
Then I shall find him wrong in the head!


Details | Free verse | |

PeoplePleaseTheyDiffer

PeoplePleaseTheyDiffer 
PeoplePleaseTheyDiffer 
 
a differ song 

Salt And Peepers Yin and Yankee... 
all of us are just too many people suffer in the shaded oasises while long knives 
wait as ninjas making promises to GOD. 
One man smiles his KNOWING at me another shoots them daggers in me they 
both make promises that they can't keep me with the horror of they lust. Eye like 
children best at how they trust us. A little girl is singsonging and her mother is in 
horror at the man for he must HATE the little girl for making noises WAIT this old 
man loved it he was never very mean about it but secretly he hummed his 
breathe to match the song the little one has hummed. Thinking now only good 
thoughts of his GOD and how some people are just young and how they have 
that innocence of youth just keep the little girl from growing old OH WENDY 
WENDY WENDY please just learn to fly to never ever land with peter pan 
and she is making every word she speaks into a rhyme for she is the offspring of 
the wine the very poese and this poet the loving daughter of mye mamsie she is 
so very in mye heart a world apart but ever near me sometimes she seems to be 
left in me in the places next to mother held so dearly one man HARD as stone 
another yeilding growing older in the recess of the conquest of his time. 
Sometimes it seems this poem could go on forever for this poet would just stay 
and type these words forever and hum a differ song. ...yes ewe its for MARY.




Details | Light Poetry | |

'The Woman and The Wall...'

The Woman Stands By The Wall
… knowing No Harm Shall Pass Thru
It is Strong … Made of Stone and Tall
A Constructed, Marvel – True …

The Woman Places By The Wall …
… a Basket of Hopes and Dreams
She knows, No Creepy Creature Can Crawl
Past This Foundation, as Deep as the Seas …

And The Wall Reaches to Destinies Un-Shown
Long Distance, Soaring Sure and Straight
So, the Woman can Lean Upon
and Rest on This Journey So Great

The Woman Stays By The Wall
The Wall Blocks Out Horrible Views
And Screams and Things Too Evil To Call…
… She Never Wants To Go Over You …

The Woman Holds Onto The Wall
Admiring Its Fortitude, Its Texture
And Tho’ Her Hands May Be Small
She Will Attempt to Respectfully Measure

… This Reliable, Wonderful-Wall
Stands Built, for Her Pretty Protection
So, This Battle-Scarred-Wall, Will Not Fall…
… from Her Supporting, Adoring, Affection

For God, Took Away Her Prayer-Shawl                    1 Cor. 11: 5
as She Marched, Under Heavenly-Protocol
and Master-Builder, Chose This One Over Them All
to Be Her Outstanding, Warrior-Wall !

…  The Woman and The Wall …


Details | Free verse | |

A Day at the Little Beach

Walking down the graveled path
For a day at the little beach;
We picked up ripened persimmons
And purple muscadines along the way.
Butterflies fluttered around my wife.
Blazes of color lie under the trees.
Thousands of diamonds danced on the lake
Around several ducks with their bottoms up.
We took our shoes off on the little beach
And splashed along the shoreline.
We picked up rocks and skipped the stones
Between the passing boats and waves
That pushed and pulled us in shallow water.
Soon, I had to search for more stones
And persimmons, and I found a winged horse,
Pewter, on a black stringed necklace.
I tied it around my son's light brown neck.
He ran through the water bare back
And swam with his mom in shallow parts.
After our lunch of found-treats we walked,
And played and threw rocks in the water again.
My son drew my face in the wet sand.
We sat in the grass, soaked in the sun
And enjoyed the laughter and fun.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Only One

You are not the only one
What threat do I have on you?
And I am 3 hours away
That you have to write a letter
Why did it have to say? 
That he is all yours.

He really is not.
When he was with me,
He reopened the doors
Of the passage of our joined lives.
You said that it was quite hurtful
For your significant other and I 
To communicate the way we were
It is because we see eye to eye

Although you expect to be the only one who loves him
You must realize that you are not
And never will be the only one
Because I his beloved Peanut loves him
And I have and will for a long time

The Father God loves him 
Because He sent His only Son
To die for him, me and everyone
Not only had that He rose on the third day
With the power of love 
Only love that comes through Him lasts
I love Him with the love of God
Not just from my body
So I have news for you 
To yourself be true 
Don’t think with me he was just having fun
Girl, you are not the only one.

John 3:16
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in 
him should not perish, but have everlasting life.


Details | Free verse | |

Sociopath Part 2

A tyrannical monster
Guided by his desires
Never by his conscience
No origin of empathy 
The machine was 
Never born
Like the tin man
He has no heart
With which to love
Anyone but himself
Delusions of Grandeur
He feels entitled 
To all the treasures and
Pleasures he can find
Walking on the bellies
Of the infants
That he has bitten
He hides his misdeeds
Stroking his ace 
He satisfies himself
By listening to
My tormented screams
Now hungry again
To deceive another
One he perceives 
As being weak

Restless, bored
Craving stimulation
Starved for the thrill
He goes for the kill
That will sustain 
His own survival

I am his piano
Making his music 
By thumping 
On my keys
Ebony or ivory
It doesn't matter
As long as he
Bruises my soul
Rocking vibrations 
From the melody
In which you play
Shakes me violently
Like an earthquake
So deadly, So sadistic
He is the embodiment of evil
Domination, Humiliation
Just a tool
For destruction
You castrated
My pedals with
Your ferocious foot
I used to believe
You came here
Because you loved
The comfort of my bench
No longer blind, Now I see
That I was just an
Instrument that you played
To feed your diabolical mind
Another soulless sociopath
Looking for his next fix


Details | Etheree | |

Sending

My,
Lover,
Entices,
Sensually,
Completely solemn
Involving complete love,
Delivered in solitude,
Developing my true fancy,
She holds my, attentive, attention.
Forever, my love for her, I will send.


Details | Lyric | |

Ride On The Wind... Forever

I Want To Ride On The Wind… Forever
I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea
I Want To Ride on The Wind… Forever
… and I Want You Riding With Me…

I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains
And Touch The Sky, So Blue
Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains
And Splash Through Water, Kissing You

I Want To Ride On The Wind… Hold Its Mane
Ride The Wind… Wild and Free
For The Wind – Will Never Be Tame…
So Hold On Tight and Just… Breathe…

… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!

I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Moonlight
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Clouds
And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight
… then Float like Snow – Dancing Down

I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs
I Want To Ride On The Wind – Forever 
For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me… Everywhere

… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!


Details | Free verse | |

Innocence lost in dare

Innocence lost in dare 
Eye still believe that somewhere in America
a little girl can play in her own backward backyard
She can ride a bicycle and a mirage to the sky 
she can dance without getting shot
She can read a comic book without a look 
at a porno magazine
Eye have seen the children play in America
Sometimes the world gets too close to us
Sometimes the physical people around us
Play way too rough for people to go on living nice
Sometimes the beast within the lust comes out
And destroys a dream an innocence lost in dare


Details | Lyric | |

L-O-V-E

L-O-V-E
   by Amy Swanson (c) May, 1998

(dedicated to every woman who's ever had one of these!)


Hey now Mr. Satin Sheets, you think you're so fine...
   wouldn't give you the time of day, here's the reason why:

You're a womanizer, pulverizer, think you're so sly,
   but let me tell you something honey - your heart is like ice.

You try so hard to hide, but it's easy to see,
   there's one little word you need to learn... it's L-O-V-E.


Now I don't care how sweet you talk, but honey it's your walk
   that would make me come around, and give you my heart,

but lately, what I'm seein' just ain't lookin' too good...
   it's evident to me, that your soul is like wood.

You think you've got my number, but you still need the dime;
   gotta know for certain boy, you'll never be mine.

You try so hard to hide, but it's easy to see,
   there's one little word you need to learn... it's L-O-V-E.


Now, I'll admit, you had me in circles for a little while, 
      and all it took, was just one look, and a sweet... smile.
          But, baby, I've been down this road before;
               I took the scenic route... but I'm not taking it anymore!

So baby...

     take your velvet talk and groovy lines too....
            I ain't playin' anymore, cause it ain't cool.

Said you'd give me the world, all I got was a lie - 
    You gotta know, there's just some things that money don't buy.

I was looking for love, but instead I found you
    It's my opinion honey, you don't have a clue.

You try so hard to hide, but it's easy to see,
    there's one little word you need to learn... it's L-O-V-E.

Yeah, you'll be cryin' baby, that's easy to see
    til you learn about that little word, L-O-V-E.

go on back to school, learn a few things
                                   don't come back to me.


Details | Rhyme | |

Blood on Emeralds

The blood of Emeralds
In Northern Ireland's streets
Where sides detest
Victims they seek
 
Religious divide
Neighbours slain
For the life of me
What to gain
 
These troubled times
Historic sores
Deep rooted pasts
Now to the fore
 
IRA
UDA
Many guns came out to play
Both sides fell, as they murderously slay
During the week, even Sundays
 
The Belfast agreement of 1998
This Land of Emeralds, in peaceful state
Neighbours safe to talk again
Never allow the blood, on the Emeralds stain

" Dedicated to all Ireland - The Emerald Isle "


Details | Didactic | |

Swallowed

He swallowed
When he saw she had bitten the forbidden fruit.
He felt hollowed
When he heard her say that its food would indeed suit.
He soon followed
When he thought of living forever without her.
He swallowed
And gazed on Paradise as the Breeze began to stir.

He swallowed
When he saw her naked, the beasts roaring within.
He then borrowed
Green fig leaves but they were clothed in sheepskins.
He then sorrowed
With their excuses receiving curses for their vice.
He swallowed
As they were driven with flaming swords from Paradise.



Details | Light Poetry | |

Listen To The Wind and The Rain...

Listen to The Wind and The Rain
Playing Symphonies Again
With Muted-Base of Thunder
Raise The Window; Watch and Wonder

Listen to The Wind and The Rain
Crescendo – Clean and Rise – Refrain
A Rush of Lightning Rhapsody
Love-Struck A Chord… Deep in Me…

(Listen to The Wind and The Rain…)

Open Up  The Door !
I Want to Feel the Choir’s Full – Score
Wind and Rain – By Maestro’s Hand
Make Melody  to Woman and Man

(Listen to The Wind and The Rain…)

Listen to The Wind and The Rain
In This Lullaby, We have Lain
In Such Peaceful Harmony
Singing in  Love’s Key…

Listening to The Wind and The Rain...


Details | Light Poetry | |

Prince Prose

Talk to me… Prince Prose
Your Treasure-Tongue, will Know
What to Speak and When
… let Your Penchant for Poignant Begin…

Speak to me… Prince Prose
Promises, so Powerful, They Show
Passages to Passion… Even…
Your Performance and Pattern of Breathing

Say to me… Prince Prose
Speech So Rich – It Rush to my Toes!
In an Expressive – Race of Eloquence
Reach the Finished Secret of Each Sentence

Pronounce Your Heart… Prince Prose
I will Listen… Between the Rows
Of The Theatre of Your Sound Stage
I’ll Watch the Lyrical-Lines of Your Face Page…

Call-Out… Deep Voice… Commune!
May Your Lips Say Something, Soon
For Over All Men, I have Chose
To Love; to Hear… is my Prince Prose…

(and He Rose… and Spoke, my Name)


Details | Free verse | |

off the game

janice woke up off the game
there was no other way of looking at it
one second she was an upstanding citizen &
a productive member of society,
passing every day in the hospital doing her
doctor thing,
after years of grueling medical school &
years of residency,
she spent her time helping others,
she was one of those people whom other put their
hopes in &
she was a good little wife
loyal to her husband regardless of what he did &
she made dinner despite being on call at the hospital
she still found time to get to the gym
she still found time to be all that she could
in developing an early young couple’s life---
she was a good daughter,
even though she always had to listen to her mother say
that she thought she’d have grandchildren by now &
though janice always called,
her mother never ceased to ask if she was gaining weight---
she loved her father, even though he lived in a different state,
so she made the calls to him as well &
visited at least once a year,
giving hugs to his new main squeeze,
commenting favorably on his new life &
new accomplishments---
stockpiling her funds to move from the apartment to the 
house,
reading those books that are supposed to help with child rearing &
hinting to the husband every now & then
about when will be a good time to start,
as her clock, she says, is always ticking---
one of her college roommates introduced her to the music of
tom waits years before &
when she fell in love with the man’s unique blend of melancholia +
insanity,
she memorized the words of “Frank’s Wild Years,”
and these were what she recited while she
filled her husband’s head with nails
freshly shot from the Hitachi NT50AE2 18-Gauge that she 
bought---after doing so,
she gave up medical school, helping people in general &
being a good little girl.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Picnic

Loving couple hot summer's day
Head back home one Saturday
 
He pours cool drinks
She showers warm
They both head
To their loving dorm
 
They sip their drinks
Sitting on their bed
He slides her robe
As he kisses her head
 
Over her shoulder
Warm flesh revealed
This couples love
Will soon be sealed
 
They slide of the bed
Lays her on the floor
On her front
My love i adore
 
Her back massaged
Her cheeks kissed
Not one area
Has been missed
 
Arched and ready
He moves real close
His Mr of Men
His loving post
 
Picnic box, opens lid
Vanilla ice cream
On her back its slid
She arches up 
As it slides down her spine
To the curve in her cheeks
To her end sublime
 
Her groans and cries
As he absorbs the cream
Her heaven moist
Eyes closed she dreams
 
Her body flavoured
For the Mr of Men
He takes his woman
In their lovers den
 
Penetration deep
Her body sighs
Sexual eruption
Loving cries
Her walls adorned
With loving spores
This loving couple
On their den floor
 
Juices flowing
Their recipe
The start of life
Salinity
 
On her back
Her legs a Vee
He ventures down
Bows on his knees
 
A pool of life
From sexual pleasure
He scoops to share
With his loving treasure
 
He slowly makes his way to her
Past her scented heaven fur
Torso reached
Breasts passed
He's finally reached his lass
 
With love filled eyes
Their lips meet
They share their prize
From their loving feat


http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love.php


Details | Rhyme | |

Parents

Guardians or Demons
Loved or Hated
Us mums and dads
And how were rated.
 
Too strict, too soft
Do we win either way
Don't come home late
Can i go out to play?
 
The answers we give
And the replies we get
Either makes us smile
Or very upset.
 
Family discussion, Parental Chat
Don't do this, don't do that
This Parental task, us parents take on
Helps us make our families strong.


Details | Concrete | |

Our Hearts


                                      On                 And, 
                               This                             Will
                            Blank                               Build
                            Page                                 Lives
                              Is                                     Thru
                                Two                             The
                                    Hearts,              Power
                                           In               Of
                                                  Love


Details | I do not know? | |

Daily Dose

Daily dose of nothing
On the TV screen
I feel the sickness rise inside of me
With each passing image I see

Show after show
About nothing at all
Other people's problems
Nowhere to go

Dr. Phil will fix your marriage
Maury will find your baby's daddy
Here's your fifteen minutes of fame
Put on your makeup and get ready

Your problems are now no longer your own
You've opened up your doors of shame
Now the whole world knows


Details | Lyric | |

Home, At Last

H                
O                  
M                 Safe
E                         I
                          Am
At last           Tonight
               Happy and calm
What took you so long to love me?
              


Details | Free verse | |

Don't lose our love

Father please stop yelling,
your voice booms all around.
We got so used to hearing it – 
we switch off to the sound.

Oh yes it’s true we hear you
but your voice is now a noise;
it’s not what you say – that we can hear,
just abusive, boystrous tones.

If you stop a while, take time to think -
And plan what you might say?
Maybe you’d talk instead of shout,
and then we’d respond and work things out.

But while your respond in dulcid tones,
whilst all we hear is put downs, moans.
While all you do is scream and yell,
you’ll push us away – so far until…

You’ll lose our love, and all respect,
we’ll grow up not knowing loving yet;
run to the first who shows interest,
repeat history, life of whole regret…

You’ll lose our love, so stop this now,
teach us to love , to talk things through.
We’re not so bad, you’ll see us now,
And as a unit we’ll learn to grow…and flourish…

Make you proud, you’ll see.
Make you understand your love of me,
Be still, be heard – in quiet reserve,
with dignity, respect, and glee…

be proud.


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Defenestrated

That is how a love story goes,
people professing eternal fealty,
invoking the Almighty's guidance,
just cannot live without the other one.

But when

     bills start to pile up,
     mortgage is a baggage,
     his head begins to shine,
     she smiles like a little baby,
     he cannot get it up anymore,
     she is often not in the mood,
     he snores every night like thunder,
     her feet's scent is like gunpowder,
     his breath smells just like a sewer,
     her underarms stink like a skunk's,
     he demands coffee and she prefers tea,
     he collects Dvorak and she digs Bacharach,
     he squeezes the toothpaste in the middle instead of bottom,
     she scatters her dirty underwear all over the bathroom floor…
  
ah, that is when love or what remains of it
becomes so wonderful that it is cast aside
and it is time to call the firemen and police,
maybe the bishop or the local parish priest
or better still, run to the nearest county judge.

Love...defenestrated !!!


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Sunshine bind

Sunshine sun shine 
The love you give is one of a Kind
And with this ring I will bind
A love that is true
For a life time.
And if a life time is a day
The time spent its not fake 
 like throwing stone into a lake
Ripples forms like the smile on your face
I  prasie God for the love your give too me
 each and other day
what else can i say
I you love lady

Place this ring in our love
forever i will sing your 
my dove
forever and ever
hold you tight
and hug
i'm place in your heart with perfect 
love


Details | I do not know? | |

What If?

What if the world was to stop spinning,
And everything was at a new beginning?

What if yesterday was gone,
And the world wouldn't mobe on?

What if today had never came?
Without you i don't think life would be the same.

What if we weren't meant to meet each other,
And were meant to love another?

Without you my world wouldn't be here,
But with you I'd have nothing to fear.


Details | Ballad | |

Oceans Between Us

So long mistakes heart breaks these lonely times will take your place 
We walk separated sands but through these times i understand One
Look one kiss only in dreams would love feel like this.

Your far away but my love grows anyway i wonder right now if you feel
The same way oceans between us but on this day here i say i love you 
I've loved you for so long.

I need you because space and time wont last to long i close my eyes and i'm 
With you never let you go...

Your far away but my love grows anyway i wonder right now if you feel
The same way oceans between us but on this day here i say i love you I've 
Loved you for so long.

Can we carry  on will you be okay on your own sometimes i cant wait to
Hear you breath on the telephone just to make sure tell me again what's
Our favorite song.

( Memories) of you and me a piece of me fade away..
When i think of you i cry on command and all this sadness makes
me a better man.

Your far away but my love grows anyway i wonder right now if you feel
The same way oceans between us but on this day here i say i love you 
I've loved you for so long. I've missed you bright my way cure my lonely day
{Oceans between us}

God please believe me i'm dyeing with out her love don't deceive me 
Because i cant live with out her. My heart is so numb your warm embrace
Will put a smile on my down and out face.

Your far away but my love for you grows anyway i wonder right now if you feel
The same way oceans between us but on this day here i say i love you
I've loved you for so long.

I can be this strong girl it wont be to long....





Cole Hodson (c)








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Time Fighting

I used to think that you were my soul mate. 
I thought that  I had known that since our first date.
I used to feel special and loved, just like a queen.
We never fought , never had a word or thought that was mean.
I took for granted you thought I could do no wrong.
Daydreaming to the radio whenever I hear a romantic song.
Fantasizing that it was you, I just read about in that sultry book.
Knowing that backwards was never a directional option for us to look.
Crying as you slipped onto my finger the most beautiful ring,
Anxiously waiting to see what tomorrow may bring.
Brought us to a life-altering decision and a night full of fun.
Nine months later, it brought us our amazing son.
As time has gone by, it has brought us some difficult times,
Some sweet as chocolate, others, sour like limes.
Bonding us together as a family, sticking together like glue,
Pulling our selves above the nasty, drowning slew.
As the times have gone by, I have started think,
"How long has it been since either has given a wink?"
Realizing that we are no longer the people we used to be,
My eyes are focusing on the real you that I am beginning to see.
Feeling obligated to do as you say, for I don't want be lonely or scared.
Resisting to the ideal of fighting back, as to the temptation of being dared.
You are not the only one that has changed for better or worse, over the years.
For, I have become more aware, gracefully wiping away my unheard tears.
I am not going to pretend anymore, I know that I am not perfect to you
Nor, you are to me. I've tried to change us both till my face has turned blue.
Exhausted from the challenges that we make each other face.
I still want to know that you love me and that I will always have a place.
However, if things can't change and everything is still my fault,
Then, don't even bother, without my combination, you will never open my vault.
Doors will be closing, as new ones open, hopefully not courtrooms, for instance.
If that is what is best for everyone involved, we can still love you, from a distance!
Keep in mind that two very special people think you roped and hung the moon.
Make a whole-hearted decision about the cards on the table, don't fold too soon.
I know we both are fighters, lets hang in there for our family and decide no to quit.
Different perspective, lets fight together not each other, kind of ironic, I admit.


Details | Tetractys | |

Blind Soul

She
My soul 
Her eyes closed
Touching my face
She never saw me, but she knew me well


Details | Free verse | |

The Noonday Orator

In a Sunday wintry air
The pigeons, the sparrows 
And the mocking birds 

Without array 
Congregated themselves 
Outside the family house
 
Listening, intently 
To the noonday oration 
Of Her Majesty, the Queen

Whilst I, I quickly picked
The various colors and shapes 
Of myself, my dignity

Shortly thereafter
She, fumingly, dropped them off
Through the guiltless window     


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What Does Your Name Mean?

What is the meaning of your name?
That is something you ought to know.
Does it reflect your personality,
Or does some other attribrutes show?
Does it insist upon your character,
And have you lived up to your name?
Is it something that you are proud of,
Or should another be your fame?
For a good name is more desirable
Than expensive perfume unsold,
And a good name is more favorable
Than the wealth of riches untold.
It is better than silver or gold
To have a name of high esteem,
Because a shameful name destroys
A good reputation and a dream.
So, for its sake, do what it takes
To keep it from becoming profaned;
What is your name?  What does it mean?
Is it being rejoiced?  Is it being disdained?


Details | Free verse | |

T.G.I. F!

Can I see him now…
Today is Friday, have you forgotten it?

Can I see her now…
Today is Friday, have you forgotten it?

I won’t take no as an answer,
Today is Friday, have you forgotten it?

I want to embrace them, both of them.
I can see in their eyes, they want to embrace me, too. 

I missed them a lot. Thank God, today is Friday!
Have you forgotten it?

I don’t need to challenge what you’ll say,
For today is Friday, have you forgotten it?

Thou, we know that they’re ours, forever;
But today till Sunday, they’re only mine.

I’ll cook his favorite riz Cantonese;
And, I’ll make a Cesar’s salad, her weakness.

I can do it better, than anyone else, you’ll see;
I’ll provide them the best thing a father can give.

Simply, ‘cos I love them, my own blood, with all my heart
Thank God, today’s is Friday! Have you forgotten it?

Come on kids, hop into my taxi; 
And we’ll go to my place, your old home.







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Insecure

Now that I am yours,
do you still, secretly, follow me?
Wherever I go, hiding 
yourself
every time I stopped walking 
and look back…to take 
a glimpse of you;
You thought that I noticed not 
your shadow, relentlessly 
catching-up in all steps I make.

Now that I am yours,
do you still, secretly, check my wallet?
If, your lovely photo stocked in it 
was replaced;
Or, perhaps you’re hoping 
to see love notes, from your rivals; 
Or, any suspicious phone number
hidden
in-between 
the bills.

Now that I am yours,
you remind me of a gray past… 
that is when my father run
out of love, 
for my mother;
Isn’t it enough, for you, to believe in me?
Or maybe, 
just maybe, you desire to be 
exactly, like my mom
living in her own ghost.
 


Details | Narrative | |

A Lady And A Girl


A fair lady wandered from 
the scent-less garden, leaving it with a weary 
heart; she took her breathe and left. The garden 
was cool of her and stayed fresh all day, but 
when she grew tired, she found not the rhythm
of which she might have been able to give.

A fair lady wandered from 
the scent-less garden, leaving it with a weary
heart; she took her breathe and left. Wherever, 
she looked for fun, ‘cos it moves her, yet 
the garden has no idea, how and when 
and where she should dwell.

In a place, somewhere in her mind, 
where her love got lost,
a girl chanced upon her, with a story
to tell: “In the olden days, Queen sneaked 
away, at night 
to swim the sea of fire. She fell in
 
And got tangled. Now, 
the prize 
which her King asked 
to set her free, 
from guilt, was a simple vow that she should always 
sharpen-- the King’s sword, whenever she went out”.


Details | Lyric | |

Here's My Plea

                            Here’s My Plea

                              From your fire
                     Run, certainly, my desire
                          Touch me, with love
                                     Never 
                                       Will
                                          I 
                                     Leave 
                                       You 


Details | Free verse | |

Monster

Anything with more than one head 
Is a monster, a beast yoked to beast,
Bull-headed and stubborn;
Each going its own way
At its own pace
Hindering the other.
Though joined at the hip,
Legs buck and heads butt
To take control to take the lead;
But another in the field
Is pulling their reigns.
Standing behind the plow
Forcing them in directions
For his deep furrows in the ground;
And when they stop or stray,
He snaps and tightens the chords
Whipping them with the swift scourge
Of his command.  As they bay
Under burden again and again
Pressured to steer 
As one to get the job done...
Yoked together at the neck,
Unequally, until...
The one should love
And the other should submit,
Or at the end of the day
When they are separated,
Each beast is by itself...
The two-headed monster is no more.


Details | Free verse | |

Good morning Copout

I wake up
and
youy said
and you told me
and encouraged me
not to smoke
because it was killing me
does it matter?
If im a liar?
i dont remember
anymore
they were always there
everyday

the cars always sped
away
and i never heard 
the alarms
when i was living
for the dead
trying and crying
going and rolling
flowing
and
slowly
showing
you
your not alone

You know me
soo well
i sing 
all alone
I walk and talk like a rebel
it goes
on and on
and on and on
i dont know how to drive
into a wall of smoke
and burning desire

But into your arms
of trust where you know me
i go forward to scream it
out and im om my own
living the strange wave

Im here
Im Here 
IM HERE

Am I Alone?
Can anyone hear me?
do you see me?
can you smell
me?
do you still 
touch
me?

where does this story go....
the horn goes....
you wake up!
you scream awake
have a shower,
drink some coffee
say a little [rayer....

and admit defeat


Details | Free verse | |

Can eye Christian?

Can eye Christian?
Can a man live and grow and eat and sleep can he even love? eye am reminded 
of a MOSES growing up in the desert after Egypt he was skilled the BIBLE says in 
all the arts of LOVE? He got a wife one day at well and sent the other people 
packing with his STICK. Eye am sure they loved and lived. In the old same 
fashion of the world.
In the tent and out in the desert some making love a man and woman after all is 
said and done. Can a man have love even a man a gentile dog not overly 
concerned with fate just living and hoping for the future of iff and ever someday.
To have my violette flower to live and love again.
They ate meat and a Passover meal and loved and kissed as many people do. 
Please let it happen for the mee and especially the ewe.
The only thing that made MOSES a Christian was his name.
King David was the same. This would be my prayer to you today?
Can eye Christian? 
 
           
 
 
 
 


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Kiss Me, In the Morning

                  A 
               Kiss
              Made
      The day, smile
      From your lips
              I feel
       The morning 
         Touch me
       To perfection


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Just Asking


I see you, my love

Tranquil  
As the sea on a silent night

Relentless 
Like the beat of my heart

When 
You are happy, I can smile

When 
You’re sick, I am in great pain

Do you feel the same for me?


Details | Couplet | |

Make Me Happy

Please tell me now, my dear, my love, what occupies your mind?
Are you truly happy now or is there sadness yet to find?

I do my best to make you smile and hope you’ll feel complete.
So, tell me now, my darling one, as I wait now at your feet.

I will not beg, nor ever grovel, but happily serve you well.
So, are you happy, lovely one? Please tell me now, do tell.


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Heinous Crime

With the windows of my soul,
I have made a covenant
Not to look lustfully at another girl.
Why then should I purchase another pearl?
Lest my mind be captive with imaginations
By eyes that would lead my reigns astray
To employ the principle of adulterers.
Thus, I will not let my heart be deceived;
Since roving eyes I do despise,
I set my face like a flint.
Why then should I think toward anyone else?
Or lay in wait at my neighbor's door?
I will willingly walk the way of good men,
Lest I commit the shameful sin
To be punished by the judges,
A fire that would consume me to destruction.
The seeds I sow would  be eaten by others,
And my offspring would be rooted out.
Thus, I will be mindful only of my wife.
Only seeing, touching, tasting her, I will bow to her.
She will only grind and desire my grain.
Why then should I think of any other woman?


Job 31:1-12


Details | Rhyme | |

See-Saw

When his viewpoint is up
She is looking down
When she is full of smiles
He is one big frown
When he is in the air
She is touching the ground
When her eyes are ahead
He is looking around
When he pulls her above
She pushes him below
When he thinks she thought
She knew he would know
When she said, "I saw."
He said, "I see!"
She gently requests
His law will not agree
When he gets low
She becomes high
She wants to stop
He does not comply
When she gets heavy
He becomes light
She says he's wrong
He says he's right


Details | Romanticism | |

The love of a husband for his wife.

Titled:The love of a husband for his wife.
In the poetry I write I like to speak of love,
that special kind sent from the heavens above.
The love of a mother for her child,
the love she gets from their smile.
The love of a husband for his wife,
which is displayed through time every day of their life.
The love of a father for his son,
 teaching and showing things that are right and how they should be done.
The love of people who they haven't met,
and then letting it flow to the love that they get.
The love of lovers' proclaiming their love,
when the floods were over never came back the dove.
The warmth and fitting like a snug glove,
oh how comforting is this thing called love.
I feel sorry for those who never shared the feeling,
of loving that someone till your mind keeps on reeling, 
from that special someone whose so very appealing.
These are just my words that are truly meant,
to explain the feelings behind this great sentiment.
So be very careful in seeking someone,
to whom you give your heart to and share of some fun.
Be very committed to the one that you choose, 
because in this  life loves so easy to lose.
Take this from me for what it is worth, 
love is so great just giving it birth.
So as I end this let all those who knew, Charles Anthony C. loves all of you!!


Details | Free verse | |

Time and Again

Like the sun you always there even when I look away
Even though you burn me with your light
And hurt my eyes causing me to squint
I stay near you
Though you only damage me
Complicate my life
Make me a wreck
Many moons and stars
Have shined on me
They make my presence glow
Like an Angel
I look radiant in their light
I shine so eloquently
But, you are familiar
You are what I know
Here I go again
Back to getting scorched some more


Details | I do not know? | |

Addicted to gambling

(I got the idea for this poem after I watched a Delta Burke movie.)

You're addicted to gambling which happens to be a sin.
You've got a problem, you keep gambling again and again.
You said you would get some help but you lied through your teeth.
Eversince you started gambling, the kids and I have had nothing but grief.
I've stood by you even though it's been pretty rough.
But we're going broke and I've had enough.
You gamble away the money that you're supposed to use to pay bills.
I'd like to think that you can overcome your problem but I'm afraid that you never 
will.
You sold the house your mother left you and both of our cars.
You lost it all at gambling, I no longer know who you are.
I want you to see some people and I'll stand by you if you agree.
But if you don't let these people help you, I'll pack my bags and I'll take our kids 
with me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Encounter at Winn Dixie

Two of us on a bench
outside the store
I'm waiting
for a bus;
Enid's waiting
while her husband shops.
Forty years between us
Sharing butter cookies
because we both skipped breakfast
Enid lights up a cigarette.
She needs to know my name,
my son's name, where I'm from
originally
We talk about a recent hurricane
and that her husband brings her coffee in the mornings


"I'm 83 years old"
"Most women don't like to tell their age," she says
"But I'm proud I'm still going!"
The brace on her leg,
I find out,
is due to a stroke
at age fourteen;
a condition she was born with.
"I push myself" she tells me
"I drive the car;
my husband can't
because he has only one eye."


Walking is difficult;
communicating  easy.
We carry on;
have a few more cookies
I head to the bus stop
while Enid waits for her husband.
We wish each other well.


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She'll Wait

Within her hands
she carried
a single red rose,
a gift from someone
so long ago.
The petals
have faded in color
but with some care
and craftsmanship
were able to stay
on the stem
and remain for view.
It had lost its scent,
but yet she breathed in,
smiling as often
as she possibly could.
It had been a year
since she received
his letter,
but yet she walks
carrying his rose;
her dream.
She can feel
her soldier
will one day return,
until then
this rose
is her reminder
of their love.


Details | Lyric | |

falling in love

i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again
repeat2x:

when i first seen you baby
i knew that we we're meant to be
i have this feelin inside
it's the feelin of love taken over me

i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
repeat2x:

take me to the deep blue sea
i vision you kissing me
my heart over flows with love
youre the angel
god sunt from above

youre the sun
that warms my heart
im the snow that cools you down
youre the spring
im the fall
and i just cant help falling in love

i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
repeat2x:

some people are meant to be
those people is you and me
lovin comin from the both of us
you and me for eternity
youre the greatest gift
god gave me
and i cant help- im falling in love


i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
i just cant help-falling in love
"falling in love again"
repeat2x:

fadeout:
im falling in love
im falling in love
"again"
im falling in love
im falling in love
"again"


Details | I do not know? | |

You're living in paradise

I'm getting tired of hearing your silly complaints.
You're angry because your husband isn't a saint.
Your husband forgets and leaves the toilet seat up and you think this isn't very 
nice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
Your husband has a few flaws but in my eyes he's great.
When I tell you about some other husbands, he'll be a man who you'll appreciate.
I've seen husbands who beat and raped their wives and some husbands who 
even threatened them with guns.
And you complain about the superficial things your husband has done.
Close to where I live, a man killed his wife and then set her on fire.
Be thankful that your life isn't so dire.
These poor women's lives have been completely destroyed.
And you have the nerve to complain because your husband goes out once a 
week with the boys.
Before you complain about your husband again, maybe you should think twice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.


Details | Free verse | |

Observations in Starbucks

Standing in the
Starbucks line
I have ample time
to observe
the woman
beside me, her
lips and fingernails
painted bright red
like a billboard
she fancies herself
the main attraction
inadvertently
advertising her
desperate need
to be noticed

The tables dotted
with individuals
using their
computer screens
and newspapers
like barricades
they hide inside
fiercely protecting
themselves from
inconvenient
interaction

The boy
behind the counter
takes my order
his scarred hands
moving swiftly,
sinewy arms
decorated with
intricate tattoos

tall, decaf, nonfat
sugar-free
gingerbread latte,
he seems bored
disinterested, even
dismissing me as
chaste and sensible
just another suburban
soccer mom

The man behind me
talks on his cell phone,
like a guilty voyeur
I listen to his side
of the conversation;
in my head, inventing
some sordid scenario
to go along with his
clipped responses

My husband
waits for me
in the parking lot
like a beacon of hope
his truck, warm
idling eagerly
anticipating
my return.