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Details | Concrete | |

BrokenHeart

..................   L  I                                  L  O
                Y            F                       Y             V                         
           M         H        E                M        G           E                
       F   O   R   E  V  E  R             E   T   E   R  N    A   L                    
     L     E    N    O    R    E          L     E    N    O    R     E
  E   N   T   W   I   N   E   D       E   N   T   W   I  N   E   D
 Always  with  my HearT  I         Always with true Feeling
Love You, my Dearest WIFE        ALWAYS with Emotions
My  Love grows like an oak        My  Heart beats for YOU
Mighty  and E v e r l a s t I n g       MY  TEARS  are  Real 
 YOU  are  M Y  STRENGTH         Yet My Heart still Aches
  FOR YOU LIVE in  ME            Though You live with GOD
   ETERNAL  B L I S S        YOU wear the gown of Angels
     INFINITE  P U R E        YOU carry my Heart in Yours
       You grow in my heart     EACH  and   EVERY   Day 
         The LOVE grows and   I am at  Peace KNOWING
            As  LOVE  Grows          In my  BROKEN Heart 
              Constantly Knitting        cracks and Fissures
                My  Dearest Beloved    Tenderly  Mended
                    Repairing Loneliness   My Wife Lenore
                       Angelically Smiles   Eternally Loved
                          MY Only Most        B E L O V E D
                              L  I  F  E        L  E  N  O  R  E
                                  Always      F O R E V E R
                                      YOU    My  Heartbeat
                                          Are   My   S O U L
                                              MY      W I F E
                                                One  Breath
                                                    N e v e r
                                                      Alone
                                                      YOU
                                                       And
                                                          I


Details | Free verse | |

Forgiveness

Forgive me my love for the hurtful words
I hurled from my mouth time and time again
Forgive me for letting you down
for in your time of need I was never around
Forgive me for the long nights 
for all the constant fights
Forgive me for the innoncence I took away
for all the help I kept at bay
And lastly forgive me for being anything other than
a loving and caring husband


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

God Gave You a Second Chance

God Gave You a Second Chance
 Not ready to leave this world with unfinished business determining the souls color; you’re on borrowed time! Prayers to heaven and words spoken from the heart brought perspective to what time remained. Fear and regret knowing this may be the end brought us closer than before. Always by your side loving, giving freely would now perhaps help spare your life adding color to your heart and soul.
The soul colored with Hope, Faith, and Love, the greatest being Love! I wonder have you given God what was expected for a second chance at life to color your heart and soul. Color determines the hearts purity and the soul’s condition. 
Souls are empty without love in the purest form; if you do not receive and give without fear, shame, or doubt!  From the outside looking in many colors of love surround your soul. I pray the love I give you understand the colors surrounding my heart and soul.
Love was holding you when death looked you in the face and love put death on hold! God and I give you Love. How do you face life and death now, with a heart and soul of vivid colors nourished by our love? God blessed us and we know what matters most. You now live your bucket list, God’s too.
Your list will end, mine too. Sharing with a loved one brings special meaning, understanding, and allows comfort taking away fear, pain, and panic. With unconditional love all’s shared. Colors of the soul glow, angels gather, and God gently lifts one unto himself. The guardian angels exit; slowly colors fade, a feeling passes the one left behind as the end has come. I imagine the colors of love in the heart and soul.
                                                                                                                                                             Debbie Knapp
		


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 | Didactic | |

Speak of thee

                                        He is above us in the clouds 
                                run through the fields and speak of thee
                                              He will grow roses

                                       I will be the stem of the roses 
                                       for I shall never leave your soil

                                     You will be the tree I grow beneath 
                                             and he will be our rain.


Details | Rhyme | |

TO JAMES

We walk in the ocean against the tide.
We hold on tightly to survive the ride.

This life is not easy
This love not in vain
We try to walk closer
We try to sustain

There are times when our hold breaks
And one of us will fall.
But the other stands near wanting and waiting to answer their lovers call.

The sun comes out briefly through the dark gloomy skies.
We know it won't last but our hope never dies.
This is a rough road that we lead in life.
But there'll never be a day
I regret being your Wife!


Details | Couplet | |

To touch a dream

Dreams come in many forms
Some are cold and others warm

Some play like a movie in black and white
And some are no less than a guiding light

Some are visions of times to come
Some just simply leave us numb

Some we remember and some we forget
Some we cherish and some we regret

Some we just can't help but treasure
Some give us embarrassing pleasure

I close my eyes and dream of you
All the things I've put you through

See I had a dream that went sour
An awful dream of money and power

Then I learned one cold hard day
Some dreams take years to pay

Sometimes reality is clearly seen
Another will soon touch my dream

As these tears run down my face
Some dreams are just to good to waste

I can only imagine the pain in you
Trying hard to be faithful and true

Sweetheart some dreams are to hard to play
As I slowly start to fade away

A single year has came and went
I have seven more at eighty-five percent

Sometimes reality is sad as can be
Sweetheart I want you to let go of me

I learned love is worth more than gold
You deserve somebody to hold

This type relationship is totally insane
I want you to free yourself of my pain

If our love is truly meant to be
My dream will bring you back to me

Strength of character  is hard to find
As I treasure yours please treasure mine

I believe our love can break the mold
Be a timeless romantic story told

About two lovers who broke apart
In order to save each others hearts

And let their love be a miracle seen
By having faith to touch a dream


Details | Free verse | |

Why You

I choose you,because of all the love you give me. 
You are my sun when i'm cold. 
You are my air when I can't breathe. 
You are the one I share my dreams with. 
You are the one I can always count on. 
Through good times and bad times. 
You're the one and only thing that makes me happy when i'm sad. 
Hold me tight,like you do your pillow at night. 
Why did you take so long to come into my life. 
I always hoped and prayed that there would come a day. 
When I would find that special love,then you came my way. 
To be held by your loving enbrace,that's all i'll ever need. 
I do not hunger,I do not fear when you are near. 
From that day to now,I finally realized how good life can be. 
Because you care,but most of all because you love me. 
I pray you understand and know these words I have said to you are true. 
Because you are my life and one day i'll make you my wife. 
That's why I choose you,To be the one I love,respect and honor. 


Details | Sonnet | |

Shadows Past Cont

Shadows Past, Dance with memories of Yore
Shadows Past, Singing LOVE Songs for LENORE
Shadows Past, Crying Tears of agony
Shadows Past, Waiting for Eternity

Join together FOREVER and ALWAYS
Entwine with Lost Love in Heaven's Hallways
Ignite Love's Fire with a dying Ember
Shadows Past, Forgotten LOVE: Remember

I live in Death, waiting for death " To LIVE "
A Broken Heart prepares itself to Give - 
To YOU, LENORE: "My Everlasting LOVE"
A LOVE as Pure as GOD's Heavenly Dove


For Eons of Eternity as One
Spirit of GOD, Lenore and I : as ONE

Dedicated to Rebecca Larkin For Her Gracious Comment on "Shadows Past" (Rhyme)





Details | Free verse | |

Maybe The Last Letter

This may be the last letter I write to you; I am so very tired inside, exhausted...as I lay in bed I’m pondering things. When you feel like you are at death’s door, it’s not the things you done well that matters, it’s the mistakes in life you ponder. To be honest though, if there was only one thing I did right, it was the day I met you. When love finds you, you want to keep it close forever and ever and ever and never let it go. I’m afraid to go to sleep because of the uncertainty of tomorrow, but I need to set my fears aside…so I am writing. I should not be afraid because you are already there, where ever there is, but I do remember trembling at your touch and the sound of your voice; I am still in love with you and I miss you so very much. My prayer is before I close my eyes that I did not forget something—I know that is silly. I did make the house payment, the dishes are washed, the laundry is done, and yes I took out the trash. I let the girls out to go potty, and made sure they will be taken care of if I don't wake up.  They're sleeping on the floor by my side, they have been staying close to me tonight. So I guess I’ll put down my pen and take my chance at sleep, but if I could have just one wish, I wish I could see your face once again with those beautiful deep blue eyes I used to get lost in. Goodnight my love, maybe we can meet some where tonight, I love you.

Tearfully written for “Maybe the last letter - Poetry Contest”
 


Details | Epic | |

Pledge of love and loyalty

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…


Details | Ballad | |

Life

Life is a many things
Sometimes life is a dark tunnel,
But every tunnel has a light at the end
I will be your lantern to guide the way
Cling to me and I will keep you from the darkness
Life is a giant battle.
I will be your shield and spear 
Your spear to pierce through the horrible people
Who want to harm you, 
Your shield to protect you
From the battles you cannot win your self 
life is many things my dear 
But I am here,
For you to use, to cherish, and love.
Life is many things my dear. 
But you are not alone.
I am here. 


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 | Name | |

woman

I am the daughter of eve ,with the strength to create or destroy the world,but you nasty people
Judge and say me as a simple weak being.
Was born to be beautiful being but you made me suffer my whole life.
 During childhood,I loved playing with dolls  and with friends,
But you wanted me to do the chores so brother can enjoy.
He enjoyed all the pleasures and had all the fun,while I was in the
Hot sun,doing the work like a nun.
I worked like a donkey,but he had the turkey.
As he was the son, and I was none.
He had to read the books and I had the food to cook.
And there came a new man in life ,for whom I was wife.
He earned money and I was honey.
he had the authority and I was in poverty.
He was the ruler and I was the bearer.
All I wanted was the love ,but he gave me the stove.
The  days passed and the seasons changed,but my life hadn’t.
Designation changed from wife to  mother,nursing all the time .
Was split into  two by husband and kids,but the heart always 
Desired something else.
Kids grew and flew to new destinations. 
the heart does crave and yearn for love as it is stupid,as it doesn’t 
have mind to think,and it is  there only to feel.
I want to learn, read ,play and relive those moments which were 
Mine  but were snatched away as I was a girl.
But it is us, who make this world beautiful,peaceful and happy.
We are mothers, daughters, sisters above all we are human beings.
Treat us like fellow humans but not like slaves,then you will see
The more beauty of the world.


Details | Narrative | |

The Wedding

Wedding Night in Raqqa

 

 

Cyclonic violet vision

 

Etheral and immortal

 

She swirls her sand baked torso.

 

Evoking the initial collision of primordial seed,

 

Swathed in gossamer purple veils,

 

Writhing to the stomping and clapping

 

Of jeweled ankles

 

And henna stained hands.

 

The tribes have united for my wedding to their son.

 

I ,foreign and naive, swoon to the power

 

Of ancient rhythm and verse,

 

Ripe, fertile gestures,

 

Pregnant with  throbbing pulses

 

And scattered beats of flailing arms,

 

Bleating tongues, spinning robes.

 

A cacophony of incessant chant rose from the dancing women,

 

Growning louder, feverish in their pleasure

 

And the nearness of release.

 

I join in the dancing.

 

They swath me in voiles and lead me to the center

 

I dance, and I succumb to my wedding night in Raqqa.



Details | Narrative | |

Four Hours of Eternity - 3

I woke to the sound of sizzling bacon, the aroma of fresh baked Muffins and my Beautiful Lenore in her bright green Teddy. "Nubbies", I said, "what time is it." Lenore said" for You it is 3:30P.M., June 27th, 2013. You are in the O.R. at Dartmouth Hospital. For me it is time to bring YOU to Eternity for a short time."What are You talking about; Baby." I died last night before we had time to go to the Bridal Suite. I do not want You to go through that pain again. Please come with me to the railing on the starboard side of the ship."Below the shuffle board deck?""Nubbies, just
trust me." As we walked outside, I noticed there was no air,no breeze, no sea lapping against the side of the boat, the sun seemed pasted in the sky. Where is Mom and Dad;where's my Ma, Where is everybody? Harry we are frozen in time, for last night and today; never happened for you. I asked the Lord to give us this time together. I was 3 months pregnant when I said "I DO" I want you to see JoAnne Naomi Grow up. Now
 Full Moonlight Stand on the railing with me and when I say 3; Jump. 1, 2, 3. You would think we would plummet into the Caribbean Sea, but we splashed into the Full Moon. The sun was warm,the birds sat on my shoulders, singing a song of Life Forever. The Peace, Serenity and Tranquility was unearthly. I then saw GOD and the Son of Salvation hugged me and in a Mezmerizing Voice said Welcome Home.
                                   To be Continued 
I want to apologize to those of YOU who are punctuationally  bound to Poetry I do not know how to punctuate people talking. I know I'm suppose  to use "" marks Sorry I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Liege...Harry


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 | |

The Owl and the PusyCat Sail

Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married
Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas
Searching forever for the great Land of Nod,
To the place where they could find true peace.
True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace.

The love that twined forever within their hearts
They sought throughout all the wonderous lands
Going to the place where they would live in peace,
A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land.
The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land.

Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find…
Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land.
So it’s said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true,
And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you.
Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.



Details | Narrative | |

A Dark Man

         This piece is dedicated with love to J.E. Gauthier, Jr. Active addict and father. 
Only by the grace of God may he be saved from the error of his ways.

 For years a dark man walked through a seemingly revolving door
 Steadily leaving his wife and kids as he searched for something more
 Occasionally calling home every now and again
 In his voice they could hear the taint of black sin
 
 Back then life on the road meant drugs money and women far as the eye could see
 He said he'd never look back 'cuz he was born free
 
 Life grew emptier as he grew older
 The drugs grew heavier as his heart grew colder
 His four children left behind with no place to call home
 From day one they made it in this world alone
 
  For years a dark man walked through a seemingly revolving door
 Steadily leaving his wife and kids as he searched for something more
 Occasionally calling home every now and again
 In his voice they could hear the taint of black sin

 Every few years he'd arrive unannounced offering money and a hug
 All while using the garage to hide his drug
 His spitting image could smell his guilt a mile away
 She rolled her gloomy blue eyes in unison with every false word he had to say

 Today his girls are grown raising girls of thier own
 December came and went
 February turned to Lent
 On a stormy midnight he still turns to his blue eyed spitting image
 As the clouds clear she is again lost in the scrimmage

 She lies awake with a bottle of wine in hand
 On her mind weighs a dark man
 His ways make him lonely and lost
 Yet to her death she will fight for him at all costs

  For years a dark man walked through a seemingly revolving door
 Steadily leaving his wife and kids as he searched for something more
 Occasionally calling home every now and again
 In his voice they could hear the taint of black sin


Details | Rhyme | |

Pal

Bob had been a lonely man ever since
His wife of fifty years had passed.
“Lord, let me join her.” he would pray.
“Let this day be my last.”

Each day, he went to the cemetery,
Just a short walk down the street.
After their talk, he would water her flowers
And hear passers-by whisper, “How sweet.”

One gray and misty morning,
He had hoped for sunnier skies
To plant fall bloomers at her graveside;
But, there, to his surprise…

Stood an old dog beside her stone;
Thin and dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as Bob approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as Bob planted flowers,
Carefully sniffing each one Bob put in place.
Then, after the last one was planted,
He sniffed it; then turned and licked Bob’s face.

Bob smiled. “I had a dog when I was young…
Pal…he was a mighty good one too.
So, if you don’t mind old fella,
That’s what I’ll call you.”

Pal may have been an old dog,
But he was smart and handsome in his way;
So they made a deal, Bob would give him a meal
And a bath, if he decided to stay.

Pal loved his bath, then rolled in the grass.
He slept on a blanket in the den.
In the night, he dragged it next to Bob’s bed. 
He intended to be Bob’s best friend.

Pal was such a good dog, housebroken too;
Never made a mess or got in trouble.
He knew about newspapers, slippers and Frisbees;
And when Bob called, he ‘d come on the double.

Yes, Pal gave Bob’s life new purpose.
A special bond of friendship was cast.
And never again did Bob pray, 
“Lord, let this day be my last.”

For twelve years, the very best of friends,
Together night and day;
And so it was, until one night,
Bob quietly passed away.

The next morning, an old woman,
Tears welling in her sad and lonely eyes,
Brought flowers to her husband’s grave;
But there, to her surprise….

Stood an old dog beside the grave, 
Thin an dirty, but he struck a handsome pose.
He whined as she approached, as if to say,
“I could use a friend, you know.”

He sat calmly as she took old flowers
And put fresh ones in their place. 
He carefully sniffed the fresh ones,
Then turned and licked her face.

She smiled.  “I had a dog when I was young….
a good one too.  His name was Pal.”


Details | Free verse | |

Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

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


Details | Couplet | |

THE RUNNER AND ME

There was a little boy so blue.
Amongst the pain of life he grew.

He wondered where he'd be one day,
so, Satan helped to lead the way.

He longed to walk home in the sun,
but evil forces made him run.

The Fallen Angel's sick revenge
was to use children to avenge.

He made them bullies; very cruel.
"Persecute this child to - and - from school!"

No one to trust to teach him well,
so evil led his pride to swell.

There was a little girl as well.
Who grew up in a different hell.

She was abandoned by her Mom.
Her life was anything but calm.

She was adopted by a frigid pair,
but she longed for love and truth to share.

Nobody seemed to fit the mold,
Consumed with lies that she was told.

Satan also grabbed this chance.
She ran through life without a glance.

A player; she could not commit.
Her soul-mate had to be legit.

Now, he's my husband; I am his wife.
I finally took that chance in life.

For I was ready to forgive,
But he had never learned to live.

How ironic, that these two should meet.
I'm ready to ground; he runs in defeat. .

Now here I sit back at the start,
While my  "soul-mate's" going to break my heart.

See, he's still a runner and I'm here to stay.
Two people can't grow if one is this way.

He promised to give his soul to me,
But I am still one in this unity. 


We have since decided to compromise and things are much better. 


Details | Lyric | |

As Raindrops Fall

Walk with me my Love
Beneath the summer sun
And talk with me my Love
Until the evening's done.

Stay with me my Love
Though all my youth be fled
Stay with me my Love
Please come and share my bed.

     With you alone I chose to spend my life
     Through all its many years.
      'Tis you alone I'd have for wife
     To share its joys and tears.

Let's call a spade a spade
All cards upon the table.
Live by the rules we made
The best that we are able.

     Tomorrow's sun may bring Anything
      Or perhaps nothing at all.
      Listen close enough and angels sing
      As summer raindrops fall.

Laugh with me my Love
Stars shining on your face.
Dance with me my Love
Within the night's embrace.

     A raven sits in yon withered tree
     Shall we stop to hear him croak?
     What of him to you or me
     Tomorrow is yet smoke.

Dream with me my Love
In the fading morning's dark.
Scheme with me my Love
In time we'll make our mark.

         The bells within the chapel ring
         Read words writ on a wall.
         Snowgeese gather on the wing
         As the winter raindrops fall.


Play with me my Love
Singing in the rain.
Smile with me my Love
Begone all present pain.

Live with me my Love
Until we both grow old.
Sleep with me my Love
My shelter from the cold.

     I'm all right now what I might be
     With your love in my defense.
     We face a thousand mysteries
     This life makes little sense.

      We face what ere the future brings
       As we heed the Siren's call.
      Touch the clouds and angels sing
      As summer raindrops fall.


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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


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Have You Been Hurt By Religion

Have You Been Hurt By “Religion”?

Are you tired of “religious people”
 knocking at your door?
You wish they’d leave...  “You can’t take it anymore!”

Have you been hurt by “church people” sometime in the past?
Somehow they hurt you...  And the pain continues to last…

Have you been “wounded” by something
 somebody has said?
Perhaps you wonder if “they wish you were dead…”

Perhaps there’s someone that you 
may have “befriended…”
They have done something that
 has hurt you and “offended.”

There’s probably many people that you wish would “go away.”
Because of something they’ve 
done to “darken your day.”

I’ve been there many times…  Believe me I know.
How someone’s actions or words can hurt your soul.

Even those who go to church are 
often not very kind.
And they don’t hesitate to 
give you “a piece of their mind.”

Religion is not the answer.  Look to Jesus 
and the life he gives!
He alone has the power to love
 and completely forgive!

It’s only in his shed blood that you can find atonement.
He can change your life now!  This very moment!

He can heal your broken heart and wounded spirit.
An everlasting joy and love...  He freely gives it!

He can do what no “church” or “religion” could ever do
He can restore your life today.  
And make you BRAND NEW!!!

By Jim Pemberton


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Nightmare

Rest is a requirement,
for all,
in order to have this,
sleep is a must,
after a day’s of hard work,
wherein sleep is a must,
for all,
to freshen up the next day,
though the mind goes to sleep,
and the body follows suit,
the subconscious mind awakens,
and in lie,
a number of dreams,
awaiting you,
the dream,
that always reigns in my mind,
is the death of my wife, 
not once,
but more than a couple of times,
why does this dream,
often arise in my mind,
is the answer I seek,
is it because of the love we have towards one another,
or is it the compassion for each other,
or is it in relation of serving one another, 
or is it a kind of warning,
a warning to take care in the future, 
some people may call this as the sixth sense,
while I call this a nightmare,
as nightmares are really scary,
yes, nightmares are quite scary indeed, 
if you do agree with me or not!!

From:-Mr.Manu Nair (dated 19th November, 2012)


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Jackson "worst poem ever"

That summer day was cooling down just right
We kind of borrowed his dad's custom van
But Rick didn't care he said " it's Friday night"
He punched the gas and headed for Jackson

Determined to party, we had beer on ice
The sun went down just when we got to Main
A quarter mile long, so we ran it twice
Nothing going on, this was getting lame

He swung the van around with a big moan
Cranked up the stereo and yawned real wide
Two girls were standing there at the pay phone
We never did stop, I yelled "want a ride"

Someone did said something, so we backed up
We ended up talking about a double date
The pizza parlor across the street, duh
And just thirty minutes later, well we were late

Pam had this gorgeous sun bleached golden hair
Maria was.. Maria was perfect for Rick
We took off for just about anywhere
The lookout point seemed to do the trick

The love that grew between us was so strong
We got married in Jackson, my Mom's plan
I'm a grandpa now, just where I belong
Late, but he did make it, Rick my best man


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A Mother's Love

A Mother’s Love… How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child… It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold. Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a guiding force. Even if her children’s lives stray off course. I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Myth Uncovered

To love another more than life itself...

Is sweet bereavement...Sealed within
loves kiss...

...A love so deep...fathomed in oceans...
only truth can find...

A myth uncovered - discovered over time...

...To relish in this beauty...way beyond compare...

...To look into the eyes of an angel...
...Mornings first light...

...We feel with hearts despair...

...For we nurture this...

...This love we believe has found its way here...

...We cherish everyday...
...this love beyond compare...

...Immortal wish bestow...

....For we love in tomorrows tomorrow...

...This life this love we celebrate...

these two souls love has found...

...this life - this love...

...this love itself creates...


Details | Prose Poetry | |

A Kis

A Kis

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 Do eye need a kis. Eye need a girl to kis. Eye have a girl that eye can kis. 
Eye have kis her in the rain. Eye have kis her in mye heart. Eye have kis her in 
mye start of every day for years of love. Eye have only to the kis to go to read more 
into kis to find the place she dwells in this old mortal frame of yearning 
dwelling place. The kis is purple bliss of alarm blazing love waking me from 
death like a Snow White Charmed young man a captive smith to Pocahontas 
fame. A dandelion flower lost in the caverns of the depths Ianthe drowning mee 
in sea ward tufts of left and right bouts of beating on the air to keep from sliding 
to the depths of drowning in her arms of love. A leap at faith a death reprieved 
from Grounded Grave a leaping portent making waves of Gragon wings. An 
attitude of love refrained in every tuft of wind again the sound of love the beating 
of the water on the roof of tin the sound of kis inside the wind and rain. A younger 
man and woman would have hardware in the way the nose and yes the nose gay 
and the corners of the vampyrific fangs. The center of the tongue is one the belly 
button too. The snooker table has a cue it’s called the ball extender bridge it's a 
cheater it’s made to let the basest man to reach her in the wind. There is so 
many problems with people the gas is oughta sight at the pumps this country is 
no longer prominent but a third world country going south. The end of time has 
come and arrived the ruthless and worthless rule in the name of god money and 
time. Take a number wait in line what’s your name please fill this out and wait. 
The number of his namme. Have you got a credit card or payment of any kind iff 
you can give me seven dollars for an office visit eye will help you the doctor is inn. 
The man was lighting a candle in front of the computer and the lieberrian asked 
him what do you think you are doing he said eye cannot see the screen. There is 
not very many rich people in all those cars on the highway whizzing by the most of 
them is middle class or less the plastic hose on the back seat is a siphon they 
use it to get gas. Eye had too many problems at home growing up to ever be a 
father. The age factor plus the drug indicator keeps me from trying to further my 
benefactor with fodder or with mudder. The morality of this hurried fable of 
dividing documents is this a kis. 

 
  
  


Details | Light Poetry | |

An Angel Comes

Sometimes in our life an angel comes,
To spend some time with us below.
The time may last but only a short time,
Or it may last a life time filled with love.

Sometimes in life an angel comes
To guide us along when life is rough
And our faith is low. They come
And stay until we are on our way.

Sometimes when life seems all down hill'
An angel comes to clear the way,
To bring the sun on a cloudy day.
God sent you an angel to light your way.

As much joy as she brought to you'
You also gave to her when your lives entwined.
Within you she will always be.
So when your heart is down and sadness is around

Just reach down deep inside and feel
The warmth of her love come shinning through'
For she will always be but a kiss away.
Sometimes in life an Angel comes
To bring to you the comfort of God's love.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Union

Theres a reason why you are together,my dears
Possibly brought to one another by chemistry
But
I hope it was pure devoted love that brought you here
And 
Made you want to spend the rest of your years
Your better half
The better part of you
The missing piece
The one who makes you, the complete you
An angel
A gift from heaven above
Your very best friend,
The one that shows you so much love
Two kindred spirits drawn together from past lives
Some may call it fate, my dears 
But as for my love and me
I call it a miracle brought on by destiny



September-your choice contest


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 | Sonnet | |

A Dawn Duet

Her breathing moves a strand of golden hair
that lays upon her pillow, next to mine, 
yet in this evening birdsongs on the air 
awaken me to listen and recline.

This errant bird, whose song dispatches sleep,
is laughing at a long forgotten jest
or maybe woos a distant mate who, deep
inside her feathered nest, finds better rest.

I watch the window, night begins to fade
and so do I.  As slumber beckons me
I hear a distant answer softly made:
A dawn duet resplendent in our tree.

A single song brings answers in the air
as my beloved sleeps without a care.


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 | Sestina | |

What Thing More Beautiful?

If there be some one thing more breautiful
Than to lie with you in warmth and dark,
I would fear that it might burn my soul away
Before the purging purity of light
Its perfection must diffuse.
Your love is all the beauty I may stand.

I carry what we make within this dark,
Our human near-perfection, out into the light
Each day; each moment as I stand
Against the ravages of life I take away
Those stains that fall diffuse
Upon my careless soul, and mar the beautiful.

It is the love of you that brings the light
Into the confusion of my doubtings' dark
Securing what fitful fate may bear away,
That grants the strength to stand
Opposed to all things foul, in alliance with the beautiful,
Committed to a hope as noble as it is diffuse.

There is a light that will not pierce the dark
As we lie conjoined, our love diffuse
About us as the night in little measures leaks away;
It would but blind the eye, if seen, this sacred light
Before which no ill thought may stand,
This light that paints the unseen beautiful.

All worthy things are also most diffuse
As are the light, the dark, the beautiful.
Their meanings advance, recede, then turn away
From our poor apprehension's gropings dark,
Even as our hope moves us to apply what light 
We may, to illumine that before which we stand.

So in the end, my mind, struck dumb, turns away
From the mystery, in consult to stand
With the heart within the lovethick dark
Where you lie near and shining without light
Within that sphere of all good things diffuse
About us, incomprehensible and beautiful.


No; there can be to me no thing so beautiful
As the light of you shining in unbroken dark:
Your love is all the beauty I may stand.


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When

   The dreams we had and pleasures held,
in yesterday's embrace,
I watch as twilight starts to meld,
into your lovely face.

   The spring came fast, then summer's glow,
the pale blush of your cheek,
the joy I thought I'd never know,
the touch that left me weak.

   How quickly autumn came around,
and stole away the splendor,
to take from us without a sound,
the sweetness summer rendered.

   Where are the dreams when we first met?
What happened to those days?
How can you be so close and yet,
still be so far away?

   An eternity has passed me by,
in moments, one by one,
your scent still lingers in my sky,
like sweet heather in the sun.

   When can I spend my life with you?
When will we be together?
What is it that I have to do,
to make us last forever?


Details | Villanelle | |

Honey, I Love You!

Honey, I love you! And what I say is damn true
I swear, cross my heart and hope to die, if, I lie
O can’t you feel, I really wanted to be with you

You’re that someone that I want to share my stew
Come home, let’s fulfill our dreams, and don’t cry
Honey, I love you! And what I say is damn true

I float, like clouds in the sky each time I touch you
‘Cos of tingling shocks and warmness of your pie
O can’t you feel, I really wanted to be with you

I miss your love, your caring and your sensual view
The sweet kisses too, you’re giving every time I fly
Honey, I love you! And what I say is damn true 

Wish you believe my words, even if you’ve no clue
For I know no more how to prove that I did not lie
O can’t you feel, I really wanted to be with you

Listen to your heart and not to a dreadful gossip
Twirling like migraine, that’s why you can’t sleep
Honey, I love you! And what I say is damn true
O can’t you feel, I really wanted to be with you 







Details | ABC | |

THE FORTRESS OF LOVE

THE FORTRESS OF LOVE


Every marriage has its bumps in the road
And they can pop up at any time.
We must learn to navigate them safely 
With fairness, faith and open mind.

No matter how far in your marriage you’ve gone
The highway of love has its rules.
The excitement of sex, trust and affection
Never tolerates self-serving fools.

They say marriages are made in heaven,
But so are tornadoes, lighting and thunder.
Cold hearts and hot heads never solve anything
They just destroy what we love by blunder.

 Boredom, frustration, irritations and anger
 Douse the spark between you and your mate.
 More of the same fails to feed love’s flame
 Till you wake up to find it’s too late

Human touch sustains the release of endorphins
For both the giver and receiver.
Never be afraid to hug your partner.
For the language of touch is a reliever.

Always remember to support your spouse
When times of dilemma arise.
The fortress of love will sustain your marriage 
If you speak less and listen more, you’re wise.

By Tom Zart













Details | Lyric | |

Ernestine's Valentine

A day set aside for lovers,
Marked by hearts and candy.
This poem I give to you my love,
For I think you're just dandy.

Since our first meeting years ago,
I've been happy as can be.
And though I seldom tell you,
You mean the world to me.

To you this day my love I give,
And while sealing it with a kiss.
I thank the Lord for making us,
A team that couldn't miss.







Details | Rhyme | |

"WHERE IS THE LOVE???"

Where is the love?
That's heavenly sent from above
Where is the love?
That lets you know how often you're thought of
Where is the love?
That erase all of the doubts because you're so 
sure what your mate or spouse is about
Where is the love?
That shows how much you care
Where is the love?
With all the hopes,and dreams we both share
Where is the love?
That just continues to grow,and is so real 
everyone should know
Where is the love?
That very few people have,and so many others want
It's because they're not committed is the reason they don't
Where is the love?
That's like no other seen or experienced before,
that keeps you wanting more
Where is the love?
That's no pretend,and so very hard to find
Where is the love? 
IT'S IN MY HEART,AND DIRECTED BY MY MIND!!!"


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 | Rhyme | |

anniversary

this is inspired by a picture of a guy looking at a piece of bread with one candle 
on it,  http://allpoetry.com/amyrowsell

today would be our first wedding anniversary
but I lost her, a month ago
a guy was driving drunk and crossed the line
that night he took the life of mine
you think that they would learn 
driving is a privilege you have to earn
I hate him for what he has done 
he took away a mother from me and our young son
nobody wins when people drive drunk 


Details | I do not know? | |

the girl that i adore

i cannot give you studded diamonds,
or give you fine white pearls,
nor can i give you money,
that could buy the whole wide world.

i cannot give you airplane tickets,
new fashions, trends and fame,
the only thing that i can give,
is my heart, my soul and name.

im not a man of upper class,
or a man who is well known,
my needs are very simple,
just a place to call my home.

i'll give you all i have to give,
but as i say it isnt much,
a future,land with house and kids,
and my love on hand as such.

and to know you'll always love me,
even if we're very poor,
really makes me glad found you,
the girl that i adore.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Next Dance

You know I love to write the rhymes
                                          That move to a beat
Especially the ones that are soft and low
                                          Beautiful and sweet
They come to me like a dance
                                          Gliding through my mind
Holding dearly to the emotions
                                          I could never leave behind
My wife and I no longer dance
                                         Seems there is no time
But I treasure each dance we shared
                                         Up in this heart of mine
One day there will come a time
                                        When the doctors are no more
Where we will hold each other tight
                                        And glide across the floor
I will whisper into her ear
                                        Whisper soft and low
As the music skips a beat
                                        Then even seems to slow
Life has dealt us many hands
                                        Trying to tear us apart
But it was the Lord who made our love
                                        Then let it fill our hearts
Sweetheart after all the trials and years
                                        We still have our romance
The only thing left for us to do
                                        Continue with the dance



© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved


Details | Rhyme | |

Just as the Sea

The beauty of love
Is a lot like the Sea
With all of it’s power
Beautiful and free
Just as the Sea
Is bound by currents
Souls are bound
By loves torrent
Just as the Sea 
Reflects the light
Love truly is
A beacon of right
Just as the Sea
Is a provider of life
Love makes a mother
As well as a wife
Just as the Sea
Is bound to the wind
Love forever binds
Two dear friends
Just as the Sea
Needs be respected
True love is a thing
That must be protected
As the waves create
The rings of time
Forever yours
Forever mine


Details | Rhyme | |

"HAPPY VALENTINE MY LOVE!!!"

Happy Valentine my love
First I want to say you're often thought of.
Then I must say you mean all the world to me
And to my heart you have the master key.
I love you more than words can say
Which is in a very special way.
You're my closest,and dearest friend
What we have is forever lasting,and has no end.
Our love is divine,genuine,and very rare
No other can compare
To this tender love we share
That's why we're such a unique pair.


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 | Rhyme | |

But then Again

She had hair that was dark as the darkest night
Brown eyes that shined like a beautiful light
Her lips made the brightest Rubies look dim
Odds of forgetting her were less then slim
                             But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin

He was out looking for someone to meet
She was walking desire on a deserted street
When they said goodbye it was all for the better
Deep down he knew he had to forget her
                            But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin

They said their hellos - Then said their goodbyes
Everything in-between turned out to be lies
He knew he could never get her out of his head
But tonight his wife would be waiting in bed
                           But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin

Back home after they had put the children to bed
Images of the role playing still fresh in his head
He watched her undress out of the leather and lace
He studied each curve and the beauty of her face
                          But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin



© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved


Details | Free verse | |

I Love You Forever

As my heart beats, it beats for you.
As I breathe, I breathe for you.
As I think, I think only of you.

You are my source of light,
My source of hope,
You are my source of being.

You are my strength, when I am weak.
You are my guide when I am lost.
You are my reason,

I love you forever.


Details | Bio | |

Sorry, Seems Eternity Ended Last Week

I was but a boy
You seemed almost a toy,
So young, and in love,
We fit just like a glove

You said, "All I can offer you,
Is a love that time can not destroy"
Oh boy!, Oh boy!!
It filled me full of joy.

Nineteen was I
Sixteen you were,
Living in our house,
My Mom, you loved her...

My father, you helped him
 build a stoop,
These are moments, 
We can never recoup...

But eternity was short lived,
You went to work,
Left me for another man,
I felt like the biggest jerk

No, it's not all your fault,
I realize that,
I did not provide something,
In grief I sat,
Your treacherous friend,
Her eyes on me,
Stirred the pot,
For whatever reason,
For me she was hot

But I would not cross that line,
Her boyfriend,
Was a friend of mine

Well it's all water under the bridge
Over troubled waters,
A song I cherish,
Our eternal love,
Was destined to perish.


Details | Lyric | |

I Chose To Be A Poet

When I started my writings I didn’t know that much;
But, as I began to write, I learn to know so much.

Let’s say I knew a thing when I got featured, my poem;
I knew what rhyme is, but my heart has its own anthem.

Writing is not that easy, which made it hard to meet
All the poetic forms, if I always see, but a white sheet.

Yet, I knew that if I will try, I will lose nothing; I tried.
So I wrote this very short poem, a senryu thing: a bride.

That you took joy reading it, making me smile and proud;
The way I see myself now, I’m a poet, with a voice: loud.

If I chose to be a poet, sure I wouldn’t be in a losing end;
For a poet never lose, but certainly, wins a heart. A trend.

At least now, I know how and what to write. I learned.
I’ll be writing sonnet today, for yesterday it was tyburn.

You see, I learned a lot, through the help of my God;
And you, my love, His blessing to me when I was sad.




Details | Free verse | |

Essence Of Her Human Spirit.

Her song carried out in sweetest rapture notes so pellucid
Breathe of them in listened serenity…

Her eyes show the portrait of what truly exists within
A subject of assiduous study…

Bearing witness her ears chronicle every touch of moment
Append her the whisper of ardor…

Those thoughts build stairs to the threshold of her mind
Scale its heights with pure intent…

One unsullied heart in pash heated spirit given to me freely
Held amorously it becomes my own…

I enter her arms into the gateway of tender adoration
Where I sleep safely in serenities peace…


Details | Rhyme | |

Crystal Tears

Every night she prayed for something
To make a change in her life
Knowing when he came home again
He would claim her as his wife
 
She had to do as he wanted
Never dared to refuse
Knowing that would only get her
Another painful bruise
 
Her silent tears fell like crystals
From a broken chandelier
She screamed, but only in her mind
So he could never hear
 
Those terrible years ended for her
When he was driving like a fool
He was so drunk he missed his turn
And drowned in the neighbor's pool
 
That night:
 
Her joyful tears sparkled like crystals
On a golden chandelier
She laughed out loud, not caring
If the whole, wide world could hear. 


Details | Ballad | |

The Definition Of A Real Woman

(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.

(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.

(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.

(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.

(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.



Details | Romanticism | |

You Touched My Heart

Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee.  They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.

You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease.  Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.

You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm.  Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.

You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how 
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.

You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me
cry.

You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.


Details | Free verse | |

The Loss of a Farmer of Man

The rivers of life are most dear to those with young.
These rivers supply life, ensuring the survival of what is most precious.
It is when the river runs dry; the last drops of liquid are tears...
Tears of all that is lost.

The fertile soil soon dries and becomes barren.
The efforts of man are unable to save the farm.
This farmer... a farmer for man... lost what is most dear.
His vision for the future has died.

The farm itself screams in pain as the river flows away.
Her life is leaving and she is unable to save what grows beneath.
What is most dear to the farm is dying.
Her life, everything she wanted... now stripped from her.

Such farms all have a gate that closes them to the rest of the world.
As the farmer stands staring at the sign above the farm... remembering that night.
He came from no where with no reason... stabbing his wife in her stomach and 
heart.
His memory, while staring at the sign..."Here lies both a loving wife and future 
mother."


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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Details | Lyric | |

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 | Free verse | |

My Love---a very special original Japanese poem

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | Rhyme | |

The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Limerick | |

Cheaper To Keep Her (Divorce Club)

(Haiku)- * Motive, infidelity messing with the Queen Bee's Honey*

Queen Bee sits on throne,
Bumble and drone bees as one
Sample flowers dew

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(Limerick) - *Admission of guilt leads to compensation*

Indeed this is how the story unfolds,
Pete said, "It's a poor rat with only one hole"...
Love had taught a sad lesson;
Divorce court was now in session,
Judge rules favor, Pete's pockets full of holes...

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(Couplet) - *Take vows seriously payback often belongs to Spouse - Queen Bee*

Love said, "Pete too late you've opened your peepers"....
"Man, you should know it was cheaper to please her"!






Submitted for P.D.'s Divorce Club Contest (Haiku-Limerick-Couplet)


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Sweet and Kissable

Sweet and tender, they seal a bond,
Movements caress preciously to all.
With trembles, they will call.
Especially of yours I am fond.
They cast spell like a wizard’s wand.
Captured I was, when I saw.
My heart tied in a ball.
Pressing onward I respond.

Lips such as yours are my delight.
When ours meet, emotional treat,
Sensual feelings ever so bright,
Ardor expands without defeat.
Each kiss of morning or night,
Our souls locked, lovers complete.

written on 7/21/12

written by Cecil Hickman


Details | Rhyme | |

Did The Lord Build Your House

Did The Lord Build 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


Details | Elegy | |

The Lament For an Angel

All in one faded-black day (but let None forget) In my arms, her body lay (my life was the price to pay) A tragedy, through the lack of humanly shame (do they know pain) My darkly colleen has to suffer no more (Robert nor do you) Let me die (please hear my haunted cries) If I can not see Sophie tonight (live on with my grey) I'm just a mess of despairing words And broken nerves Another mourning, afflicted sight (through decay, love can remain) Solace, sympathy are just more lies She is all I need Until you decide she is just another sadist's toy My Angel, why did you have to fly so far away My Angel, just let one feather stay My Angel has flown away My Angel, why did you have to fly so far away My Angel, just let one feather stay My Angel has flown away (My body is amortal, die I may, Together, our hearts will forever stay)


Details | Alliteration | |

Cheater's Chair

A destructive dance indeed,
betwixt the two we bleed.
A bellowing, bloody abate,
this stale, seductive state.

Simple, senseless steeds,
jealous fires feed.
Perjuring petty plights,
demons do delight.

A crimson, cheaters chair,
awful angers air.
No trust, truth or taste,
wallowed wantons waste.

Envious, eager eyes,
rejoicing a wrathful rise.
Coveting, careless couth, 
yesteryear's eager  youth.


Details | Rhyme | |

Thoughts That Grow Louder

With a whispered thought comes a dream
To be above the shame and guilt
Of losing pride in what would seem,
To most, the whole of what we built.

With a quiet thought comes the fear,
And shadows close the doors of reason.
I see racing frames of pictures clear, 
Rendering unbearable deeds of treason.

With that clear thought, I stand corrected-
So much love has come and gone,
But I, alone, must stay connected 
To what I know and where I belong.


Details | Narrative | |

A Woman's Worth

A Woman’s Worth
By Nate Spears


Her purpose in this world is hurting
She’s never been a designed of perfect
But she is a mom, so she’s super
She works
She cleans
Then roll up her sleeves ; and
Take care of the kids; and
The house 
Making it a home
For a beautiful family to roam
Building wonderful memories
Becoming a woman of worth
Keeping her faith through Christ
Keeping her pace through health
Keeping her sanity through managing
This is a woman’s worth 
I’m giving you


Despite of all the stress 
She receives her family with open arms
Through all the mess
She’s a fantastic mom
A wonderful woman 
Deserving a round of applause
Plus a standing ovation
For always being an American sensation
That held this continent down since day one
Since the Plymouth Rock landed on us
Thank you for her giving
Thank you for her living
Thank you for her children
This is ,
A woman’s worth.


Details | I do not know? | |

WHO AM I BY NAME ALONE

written 10th Aug 2013



I am God's child, first and forever
I am known by many different titles, a daughter
I am a wife
I am a mother
I am a grandmother
I am a poet
I am by several ways, known as a sister
I am an acquaintance
I am a loyal friend
I am a stranger
I am a cousin
I am an Auntie
I am a niece
But who is this person, they all call "Denise?"

She is a child to God
She is a niece
She is a cousin
She is a stranger
She is a loyal friend
She is an acquaintance
She is known to many, a sister
She is a poet
She is a grandmother
She is a mother
She is a wife
She is known as a daughter to many
She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be....
She is happier than she ever imagined possible
SHE IS "DENISE"


Details | Alliteration | |

My Love

My love I can not find you anywhere, 
I feel like I lost my soul somewhere, 
because you are my soulmate, 
and us being apart can not be fate. 

You did not leave because you wanted to, 
It just was just something you had to do. 

I was not right, All I wanted to do was fight, 
and knowing you was the love of my life, 
yet I would not make you my wife. 

I know that's what you really wanted 
and now I am feeling haunted, 
by the things I should have done, 
and you being the only one 
I ever loved and will love forever, if it was'nt for me we will still be together. 
 
But you are gone 
and I can not go on, 
so I must say good-bye, I'm leaving myself to die.


Details | Verse | |

Growing Old Together

Growing Old Together:

Looking through the photographs,
of ten thousand memories ago;
it still seems like yesterday
even though today I am old.

I still remember the first
time we met, I froze 
and stood so still! 
So afraid that you would turn and go.

Then you smiled and said hello.
I was so very lost for
words and completely dazzled
by the sight of you.

The years have come and gone
since our first hello, yet every
single day will pass and I'm still
head over heels in love with you.

Wrinkles and scars they appear,
but that's not what I see.
I still see that lovely girl I
fell in love with so many years ago.

Gracefully we journey and
together we will grow old, I would
not want it any other way. Loving
you always even till the day I have to go.


Steven Beesley (c) 2006-02-02



Details | Lyric | |

I Don't Love You Anymore

It happened one day
I never saw it coming
Oh maybe I did but I hid behind a numbing

I was wondering why she’d stayed home that day
With her busy schedule she should have been away
She sat down beside me at the table
Smiled and said let’s talk if you’re able

When I heard her words, I broke down and cried
That way she looked at me, my whole world just died
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t love you anymore…

I didn't think I'd ever feel the same again
Then a friend said don't look back, looking forward’s the way to mend
In two years you won't believe how your life will evolve
At the time I couldn’t see what that would involve

Cause when I heard her words, I just broke down and cried
That way she looked at me, my whole world just died
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t love you anymore…

The advice held the truth that I couldn’t see
In the end I think both of us were really set free
It’s been three years now since I heard those words
My life is on track and no longer blurred

Because with time all things change
With positive thoughts you can really exchange
I'm back in a place where I thank God every day
For he's blessed me I know in so many ways

When I heard those words, I broke down and cried
That way she looked at me, my whole world just died
I don’t love you anymore
I don’t love you anymore…

Well… you know, I still love you and more..
But I love my new life that you gave me that day
And I’ll always remember what together we made
What together we made…

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Details | Narrative | |

I cry for you

The tears I shed are not tears of pain but of grief for you my love. As life would have it or fait at least; you lost at what could have been. Really what should have been!
I know what you truly deserve and it's not me or the poor background of which I've come from. Your friends have managed to find wives with wealth and retirement. While all you can do is carry the load as you always do.
Do not think for an instant my heart isn't hurting; knowing I'm not good enough, never have been, and never will be. I can never catch up in life and will never be an equal. At no time is this far from my mind.
I used to think love was all that mattered but now I have grown up and realize how much more there is to life. A fine line drawn in the sand from the beginning has set us apart and down separate paths. Together yet not as one; this was never to be for our lives were directed by poverty and riches.
Was I selfish to want you? I did not understand then as I do now. Now knowing what I know, I cry for you my love. You could have carried on finding that special one to share all of you with. No lines drawn, no poverty or riches to separate. No tears shed or grief knowing ones' not good enough!
What's ahead as each day passes I wait to see. God has a plan, everything happens for a reason. A new job with more money, yet not even this erases the line. Not for my life of such little means even this can't bind a heart set on a different path?
Debbie Knapp


Details | I do not know? | |

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)


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Wedding

Sometimes things are up,
And sometimes they are down,
Sometimes black is white, 
And sometimes it is brown.
All the rivers flowing,
Back to the sacred sea,
All the monkeys climbing,
Up the very same tree.
You think you know a lot,
Think you know it all,
But the autumn leaves are falling,
At the north wind's lonely call.
The thinking of the meaning,
The reasons lost and gone,
At last the place is ready, 
A vacant holy throne.
The emptiness that fill you,
Fills you from inside,
Is the treasure you are holding,
The bridegroom's holy bride.
And now the north wind's blowing,
Blowing down the Way,
And now we sit here waiting,
For the bridegroom's wedding day.

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Details | Free verse | |

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 | Rhyme | |

My Valentine

I knew I was in danger 
The day our wedding was
When the preacher asked do you take this woman
You answered He does
We've had a long long marriage and I hope it doesn't end
But you should have married Obama 
Because you both know how to spend
The police stopped me in another city 
Are you lost they wanted to know
I told them no, i'm married
My wife tells me where to go
I took off my ring because 
You'll never let me be
I was perfect until I put it on 
Then you found a thousand faults with me
You were a pain in the house 
But I thought that it would pass
Then I stood with you out into the yard
And you were a pain in the grass
You wanted a gift with a message
For our twentieth anniversary
So I bought you a set of luggage
What more could you want from me
The lobotomy made me happy
And I'm still glad you're mine
So, on this day of love
Will you be my Valentine
I know that you don't like my poem
But it was all in fun
So won't you be my Valentine
And put down that freakin' gun.


Details | Free verse | |

Epitaph

“you’re killing me….”
words that I hung in the air,
a prophecy that resonates through sleepless nights
my heart said goodbye to itself
that chilling evening in early August
how sacred the hidden treasure of a wife and mother
how broken the memories 
how haunting the path not taken


Details | Ode | |

Pink Pink Pink

Once in my life, breast cancer, I did not know.
Which was lost, and what would be gained.
I could not see, beyond her glow
Faith and strength carried and remained.
Unfinished things of her dreams come slow
These were not to be lost, our love holds true
Loss of her alluring game would not matter, I did say
In life and love, she is stuck to me with glue
She is more than any loss, which may take away.


Pink in October shapes her autumn sky.
More beautiful now she faces its lie.
Sunshine wakes her in a moonlights lure.
Fighting like a girl, she wins the war.
Dancing as a woman she captures pink ardor.
She is more than a woman, my lady, my love.
Pink, pink, pink color beyond her despair,
Trials and tribulations, rising glow,
She has won her fight; in the pink, breast cancers beware.


Details | Light Poetry | |

You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



Details | Sonnet | |

Boyfriend

Baby, you remind me of a bunny, 
sweet loyal and trustworthy
you always make life funny
when we're not together, i miss you badly,

you notice things no other man bothers to notice,
when i look into your blue eyes i see the true me,
my exes made me feel worthless
that's why i believe in our family,

when we speak i feel the love 
when you smile at me i could swim in your dimples
our hands fit together as snug as gloves
and one hug from you makes life seem simple

I'm so happy you are my boyfriend
i never want this relationship to end. 


Details | Narrative | |

LOVE Conquers All - Scene 3

Scene 3 - Easy Rest Adult Care Fascillity - Harry's Room

     "Do you know this Young man; Harry?" Yes his name is Kenny. "Where did you meet him?" We went to School Together. "What was the name of the School?" It was umm, I don't recall. " You see Mr. Potter he can't place Faces to his past. He may recognize your face but does not know Why or where. Let's go down to the office now, You can sign the intake papers. "NO no! Chef who won the World Series in 2004??" " World Series that's Baseball right, I should know this, was it the Yankees or the Cardinals??" Mr. Potter you told me yourself ; if he doesn't remember the 2004 World Series then he should be committed" " Chef please Think: surely You haven't forgotten "Ma Rock, Barbara Jean, Liz, or YOUR LIFE, Your Existence, Your FOREVER, Your Wife LENORE"
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Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock Time stands still for no one, but memories of Time, are never buried 
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"Ma Rock, finally a Mother that LOVED Me. Barbara Jean Gorelick, the Woman that Holds my Heart, the POETESS that healed my Broken Heart, Liz, my best student in 12 + years
of teaching, She died in a car accident 2 months before Graduation. LENORE my Most Only beLOVEd, soon we shall join as ONE with our GOD. Dr. Mendelsohnn I'm going Home Where I can be With All I LOVE"


Details | Light Poetry | |

When I grow old

I will grow old
I tremble in the cold
None to care
I have nothing to fear...

But my love is alive
Though I strive
Beautiful roses to pluck
Yet I am stuck..

I grow old with wrinkle
Yet I will kinker
You will always remain in my mind
This is how you will find...


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Positive mind

Positive mind – Zamreen Zarook

Minds are of various type,
Most are solely stereotype,
Positive once are always phenotype,
But being neutral also not a prototype.
 
Mind become as the main role player,
It is our biggest annoyer,
No doubt, it’s our great betrayer,
Understanding this makes an extra ordinary player.
 
Wrong assumptions inculcate due to this sight,
People don't know its height and weight,
Misunderstandings and crushes are as light,
Our negative eye was our sky light.
 
A boy goes to wine store,
Controlling the mind out of deplore,
Make our mind say “He went for a cash change” and it was his core,
It’s our time to change our folk lore.


Details | Narrative | |

The Hat - Part 1

Travelling on the road for business gets old fast.  The inside of one hotel room starts to look the same as another in any town you name.  When you travel by yourself it becomes even more mundane.  Customers, clients and/or prospects all have their own after-work lives waiting for them and seldom include you in their plans.  So, as you depart at the end of the business day you are on your own, in a strange town.

You do get used to exploring cities, towns and suburbs on your own.  You figure out how to avoid always eating in the hotel restaurant and you master the art of dining alone.  For men like Josh, that usually meant eating at the restaurant bar.  Even though he seldom ordered a beer, wine or other alcoholic beverages, the bartenders were always a willing party to chat with and enjoy some semblance of human interaction.

On this particular occasion, the trip was even more difficult than usual because Josh was having trouble at home with his wife.  Whereas, some may think it a blessing to remove yourself from the situation, it just made Josh feel even more lonely not being able to talk to her to try to work things out.  So, after putting on his happy and buoyant work-face all day to keep the customer satisfied, Josh donned his fedora and walked out the front doors of the high-rise office complex onto the crowded and lonely city streets.

The fedora was a relatively new addition to Josh’s wardrobe.  Not many men wear fedoras any more.  Josh’s wife thought he would look good in the hat and surprised him with it as a Christmas present six months ago.  Josh was still getting used to wearing the hat, but received many compliments on his appearance while wearing it.

Without even bothering going back to his hotel room, Josh slowly strolled around the city streets lost in thought about the situation with his wife and wondering how they might resolve the loss of passion, the loss of caring and the loss of love in their relationship.  Finally, he stepped inside the doors of an enticing pub to get himself some dinner.

The bar in this particular establishment had plenty of stools available to pick from.  Josh sat down on one and placed his fedora on the empty stool next to him.  On this evening, Josh started off by ordering a beer.


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)






Details | Rhyme | |

beautiful morning at two

It's such a beautiful night 2:30 A.M.stars are shiny and bright.
The quarter shaped moon shines, makes the starlight.
A beautiful peaceful quite calm of evening before morning,
Clean air gentle breeze the Lord's hands calming truly I'm believing.

No animals no birds just you and the silence.
Pretty spectacular the Lord-His Creation- the utter brilliance.
When noise is not present the stars dance and glitter just for you.
Which is why my time with the Father is pretty good around two.

Thankful for the wife, thankful that the Lord has taken the time to listen to me.
Many ask for things I'm sure for the things like I do, but in the early times it helps this sinner spiritually.
Six years or so I asked for a wife and at the same time I turned my life to God.
The easiest I found was turning my life to Him, the eternal, and I got the Lord's nod.

So now looking at the stars ass the moon shines and the earth slowly rotates.
I realize that the Lord has blessed me life is really great.
Using His gift of Rhyme for me to spread Our Father's word.
Is fine with the wife and I we are blessed and we think of one accord.

God has blessed us with a set of family's, no longer alone you see'
Not a big one a family nevertheless a family with Christianity and Spirituality.
So quietly with the Lord as all who I love are right now sleeping.
I will keep my promise to watch for Our Lord's return, this promise I will be keeping.

The starlight the night sky with it's stars are a Divine blessing a sign for me and you.
Quiet calming is the Lord's way and my time is now to be Spiritually with God and Jesus too.
God sees to it that He keeps the Holy Spirit in me. A comforting partner.
He's reaping His flock, a little at a time, that is sad so many so few to enter the Kingdom Were we will all be together.  


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What Does Marriage Mean to YOU

What Does Marriage Mean to YOU?

What all hear various definitions
 of what marriage means.
Not realizing the consequences
 this often brings!

There’s often a lack of commitment and faithfulness.
Many still looking for a true source of happiness!

This institution, that God set up as a husband and wife.
Needs to have his spirit,
 to guide our life!

It’s no wonder why, there’s many falling apart!
It’s causing heartache and many broken hearts!

No court in the land can wash away sin’s dark stain.
When adultery happens, things aren’t the same!

May we all seek to ask God
 to strengthen our home!
He’s there to help us!
 When we feel all alone!

We need the blood of Jesus to daily cleanse us!
He wants to do this!  Because he loves us!

Jesus remains committed, faithful and strong!
His word will teach us what’s right and wrong!

May we seek HIS guidance and council!
You’ll find, that he is always most helpful!

Please Jesus… Heal the broken families
 across this nation!
For only you can provide
 a much needed foundation!

By Jim Pemberton  


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4 Jon On Our 22nd Wedding Anniversary

Your love is
quite sensational –

Your laughter tastes
    like spring-time rain

Your tears smell
    like sweet lemon flower petals

Your voice looks
    so 
    deeply 
    majestic

Your heart sounds
    like exquisite violin and harp concertos

And your eyes!

Your eyes feel
    like early autumn sunset’s amber-gold lengthening glow

Oh, my love, your love
is entirely, completely,
embracingly

Sen-sational!


Details | Ballade | |

In the twilight hours

In the twilight hours

In the twilight hours
We walk the streets alone
Bear and I in the inky darkness
I like to be on my own
On these precious morning hours
When I sink within my soul
It's in the wondrous morning times
When me, I feel so whole.

Then when the walk is over
I do my best to write
A lovely song for you alone
It gives me such delight
To write you words of love, and bliss
For you're my precious one
And I have need to do this thing
Way before the day's begun.

I guess that I'll be writing thus
Until the day I die
I am a wordsmith naught much else
And within my heart there lies
Two ton of love, sweet, tender love
And all of it for you
I am the troubadour of love
So what else can I do?

15 October 2013 @ 0552hrs.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Misdirection...

Swelled with words that told no truth, I lied like a young child caught with a crayon 
and a wall covered in the proof. With each word utter more broken and more aloof, 
never thinking of the good in just telling the truth, with a blink of an eye and wipe of 
my face all in an empty effort to hide my disgrace. This broken promise more rotten than 
an old man’s decaying tooth. Yet with each additional lie, it becomes even harder to 
just tell her the damn truth. It all started with such good intention? But once a 
broken word is spoken…with each passing day the lie gains more strength until it 
over takes the truth and it soon becomes what you believe to be the truth.


Details | Rhyme | |

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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THE NOBILITY OF WOMEN OF MERIT

Even precious jewels cannot approach their value,
For the women of merit are priced beyond them.
Their beauty is found in the works of love they do,
And in their smile facing the future that is never dim.
Most arise at dawn when it is still like the night
And wrap round them bands of strength like corsets.
Going out like the cargo ships before daylight,
They conduct their business for handsome profits.

Their beauty is matched by their hearts filled with virtue,
For there is rich wisdom and mercy on her tongue.
Their clothing soft fair linen of purple and blue,
And open are their hands to needy they live among.
Men give them praise and children give them honor,
Since her public reputation is all to her credit.
Eschewing evil for the good at every corner,
They ply their gifts toward works of merit.

Oh to be her partner in labor and pleasure,
For her fire will not go out for the night.
Her company for sure has profit in full measure,
And lifts high the muse of good cheer’s delight.
Faith is her deserved and hard-earned reward,
For her strength and self-respect passes the test.
About her worth there is candid accord,
Among women her title is the very best.


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Goodbye Johnny Walker

Goodbye Johnny Walker
Joanna Davis


I swear I’m in a nightmare
I know it’s some bad dream
this craving for the deadly juice
is nothing new it seems
Our life is one long quarrel, 
a battle no one can win
Am I paying a kind of penance,
for some past life of sin?
I won’t put up with this forever
the smell or wavering gait,
If I stay with you much longer,
I’ll surely be tempting my fate
A soul that’s soaked with liquor,
with breath to ignite a match
But your handsome looks so deceiving
I naively believed you a catch!
You’ll promise it’s the last time,
say you’re done… that it’s the end!
But in me you see a nagging wife,
while in the bottle - a comforting friend
Tell me exactly how, I can win,
or compete with something so pure?
What kind of psychological jargon,
would even up the score?
This demon is so elusive,
someone, somewhere, please advise me
What spirits will finally convince you
to seek your desired sobriety!



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Overheard - A Heavenly Conversation - Part 2

Well, Father, he is a bit like ; Like Thomas, Yet he’s not even sure of his Doubt
For more than once, he’s called us out, but in his rage, the benefit of his Doubt
His Heart longs to know, how long SHE will Glow, if he must walk the road “Below”
To his Eternal World of Pain, hate, Sorrow, Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow; he will go
His Heart is here, with US, his LOVE is True and Just , the doubt in his Heart, shall Die
His LOVE is real, for still he calls to YOU , Through ME His LOVE Eternal his Wife LENORE
                      Lives with us, She too is Lonely for his LOVE

                                        To be Continued


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I'm Not the Kind of Person God Wants Me to Be

I’m not the kind of person I need to be! There’s too many problems inside of me! I’m not the kind of person you’d want to know… I’ve too many worries and a troubled soul! I’m the kind of person who has a lot of stress! Lately, my life has been one big mess! I’m the kind of person who doesn’t have a friend. You listen to me now… But may never see me again! I’m the kind of person who’s gone through pain! I wake up some days, and don’t even know my name! I may not be the kind of person you’d want to be around. I may get discouraged, and “get you down.” I’m the kind of person who’s giving Jesus a chance… I know he loves me! Whatever the circumstance! I’m the kind of person who needs a lot of prayer! I know that God listens! And is always there! Please help me Jesus! That I may be set free! May it be your love that others will see! Thank you Jesus! For being my savior and friend! You’re someone that this person can always depend! I’m not the kind of person that Jesus wants me to be! That’s why I need more of HIM! And LESS of me! By Jim Pemberton


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Naughty Queen Vicky

It may come as quite a shock
but Queen Victoria
Loved a curry on a Friday night
liked plenty of sex
and smoked pot.


Queen Victoria and her husband Prince Albert, had 9 children together. Her Indian servant and confidant introduced her to Indian food. Taking drugs and opium were legal in such times.

P Dome. copyright 2012.


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Healing Can Only Happen When the Pain Is Gone

Healing Can Only happen,
 When the Pain is Gone!

Healing can only happen, when the pain
 and damage are gone!
It can only come about, when there’s
 no “lists” of wrongs!

People need to move ahead, and put all
 of the past behind them!
And seek God’s forgiveness, 
so his grace can find ‘em!

Too many carry a load of sorrow
 and grief that they can’t afford!
They need to bring everything to Jesus,
 and make him their LORD!

How can we experience healing,
 if the suffering is still there?
How will we ever be able to love others,
 and truly care?

May we all seek the kind of healing,
 that only Christ can bring!
May we allow him to remove
 all pain and suffering!

Jesus…  We need your healing now!  More than ever before!
It is your love that we must learn
 to treasure and adore!

Please come now and refresh us with your awesome love!
The sweetness of your Holy Spirit, is a gift from above!

Thank you God!  The pain is gone and the healing has come!
All praise, glory and honor to Jesus!
 God’s anointed son!

By Jim Pemberton   10/19/13


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

King Of The Fallen

King Of The Fallen



Look upon the king.See his proud stance,his gentle eyes,and his charming smile.Once the prince looked over by and loved by everyone,no one knowing his true self.
See his proud stance,he stands and look down on people.
His gentle eye show nothing more then lies.
Such a caring smiling he uses to massacre thousands.
Let him rule your mind but keep your heart
Let him judge over you but never about you
Let him rain cruelty over but may you remain pure
Look upon my king see his monarchy shatter before his eye's,as the evil he has done catch up to him.His children taken,his wife's broken,and his castle destroyed.
Look at the prince who was loved,look at the king who was feared,looks at the king who is now fallen into despair.
Look upon the king.See his proud stance,his gentle eye and charming smile.
See his proud stance as he looked on down on the weak.
See his gentle eye's,see the lies that spur in them.
See his charming smile,like a wicked prince ready to tangle you up and put your out of your mind..
He has fallen
He is broken
He was taken
He is now in despair
He has ruled your mind,now his heart is gone.
He has judged you,now is being judged for himself of himself.
He has rain cruelty over you,now he is impure and Ingenta.
Look he's kingdom has fell and now the deed's of his injustice has ensnared him.
Look his leg's broken.
Look his eye's have been gouged.
Look his smile has been cut.
Look at his wives they are broken.
Look at they children are taken without words of appease.
And his home is destroy in flames.
Look upon the the fallen king,no tears shall fall from his eye's only the blood from his mouth,and the words of death.
Fare thee well world,this game of cat and mouse,and of death and life.How I enjoyed it to the fullest,but now my home is in fired my children taken my wives broken and my body destroyed.This must be punishment for being the King of the Fallen.


Details | Crystalline | |

A Wedding Vow, Too

To be but also being too
To being two or to be one, too.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Key For My Heart

You have the key that opens my heart,
It was locked deep within not to depart.

I gave this key for you to look and see;
Your choice was to open it and set me free.

With this key you will be able see,
We have a special place you and me.

Your heart and my heart in our nest,
Makes what we have the very best.

Wherever I go you are always with me,
From nightly dreams to the mighty sea.

Every morning when I awake,
I look to your eyes for a keepsake.

My love for you is forever true,
I just want to say "I Love You"

Edward J Ebbs - Summer 2008


Details | Free verse | |

CHOICE OF LIFE

written 29th June 2013



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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Haiku | |

Making My Heart Knock

In your eyes I see
the way you look back at me
it's what sets me free

The way you smile
it's one that lasts for awhile
I love your style

It's the way you talk
and watching the way you walk
that makes my heart knock

Maybe it's your jeans
or your handles that are lean
either way I scream

Could be that t-shirt
it could be the way you flirt
or thoughts of desert

The one I count on
in this life and life beyond
my wife is my bond

Edward J Ebbs - 10/21/2011

Inspired written for Frank's Contest. I have played rugby, baseball, volleyball, racquetball and more....this season is devoted to my wife :-)


Details | I do not know? | |

Welcome 2013

Well we are already a couple of months in so i just wanted to say welcome. 
this will be a new journey for the both of us, so i hope it will be awesome. 
I will try to write more than usual this year, I promise. :)
What would help tho if you readers would send me topics and stuff to help me write about things cuz my mind goes way faster than my fingers and i cant think of just one thing. lol. so thank you readers. plz comment and tell me your thoughts.


Details | Alliteration | |

Wasteland of Shame

Bound by blame, broken by blight,
Scarred by a stolen satire,
nuzzling necrophiliacs within the night.

Tangled in torment, tied untamed,
blemished by the blasphemy,
of never speaking your name.

Shackled in sin, shredded sovereignty,
dealing death’s doses,
murdering you and me.

Cuffed with candor, calling our crimes,
to an impetuous enslavement,
tortured through time.

Set me free, to flee this fool’s game,
where we're always left wandering,
in this wasteland of shame.


Details | Haiku | |

Bio in Short

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

A Good Thing

He that finds a wife,

Finds a good thing.

He who is willing to lose His life,

For his really loves her

Like Christ did the church.

He who really provides for her

Has grand blessings in store.

Proverbs 18: 22  explains it

For you; "He who finds a

Wife finds a good thing,

And obtains favor from

The Lord. In other words,

A wife is two rewards

In one. She is a helper

And you from God; you

Gain from giving the right

Woman your last name.

The scripture Proverbs 5:18

States clearly that "  May

Your fountain be blessed,

And may you rejoice in your

Young wife." As long as he

Is thankful to God for your

Wife and treat her right.

He'll be blessed in life.

He who spends time with her,

In the presence of God,

Is living the life divine.

He who praises his wife,

Will blessed for the rest,

Of his life. He who prays

With and for her will appreciate,

Her true worth.The greatness,

Of his wife makes his soul sings.

He adores the joy to him that,

She brings. He cherishes the

Good thing like Christ cherishes

The Church. He reminds her,

For sure that she is his good thing,

And he will love her and her only.

He treats her as his own body.

His love flows to her for life.

He's glad that he found a good thing,

Because when he did, he found his wife.

 

"He who finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favor from the Lord." Proverbs 
18:22

"May your fountain be blessed, and may you rejoice   in your young wife. Proverbs 
5:18

 

2-1-11


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

duty and desire

a duty is an obligation
lawfull in it's nature
a desire is an invitation
no lawfull will is required

a duty compells one to act
accordingly
while desire look's for
opportunity

a duty can be honorable
courageous and justified
and desire loving, kind
and modified

a husband can perform
duties for his wife
without the desire
of pleasing her life

a husband can give her 
the things she needs
without consideration
of the food the soul feeds

a husband can promise 
for the rest of his life
but it really does'nt matter
if it is'nt pleasing his wife

there is a duty to go home
and a desire to bring flowers
a duty to phone
and a desire to spend hours

a duty to love and love
are two different things
one could be desire
and the other just a ring

where one is earthly
the other a heavenly thing
with in giving and recieving
where would your soul be


Details | Ballade | |

She worries so much

She worry’s so much

She worries in case he’ll leave her
In her crazy kind of mind
Old memories they haunt her
And now they’ve made her blind
She does not see reality
She’s living in a dream
She’s built herself a nightmare
It’s just the way it seems.

She doesn’t see him laughing
And singing all the time
And how he is so loveable
And writes her lovely rhymes
How he cares so much when she is down
She never see those things
She sees the horror in her mind
That her thoughts so often bring.

When will she ever see him?
The way he really is
He’s wrote five thousand poems for her
All filled with loves sweet bliss
But is it not too late for her
When she lives back in the past
The damage done by foolish acts
It be so very vast

23 July 2013 @ 1250hrs






Details | Rhyme | |

Human or Humane

Human or Humane – Zamreen Zarook
 
The precious creature of the divine lord,
One differ from other as the playings of harpsichord,
Every single was a pass chord,
So as to go for their fatal reward.

Muscular system is a part,
Nervous system is an art,
Skeleton system is again a handcraft,
Things matters on the beauty of the heart.

Showing kindness and sympathy,
You become a man of empathy,
This leads to be healthy and wealthy,
Where as it makes your life lengthy.

Dummy body is human,
Love and kindness within it is the humane,
decide and alter your membrane,
Before you reach the torture of the hurricane.


Details | Free verse | |

This Thing Called Love

Twas just the greatest treasure,

that Mankind has ever found. 

Yet its bounty is not hidden inside a chest, 

nor buried underground, 

It won,t be all piled up and shining in a mound, 

You won,t need a key to unlock it, 

in fact it,s not even bound, 

Yet it can be found, 

by just about anyone, 

from a panda to a hound, 

You do not need x-ray eyesight, 

nor ears that hear the slightest sound, 

No, this thing-a-ling almost anyone can bring, 

In fact its all around. 

It comes from deep, deep, deep inside, 

with blessings from the Man above, 

It comes sometimes in an instant, 

sometimes it nestles in like a glove, 

What is this one thing, 

that makes you want to sing, 

and live peacefully like the dove, 

It introduces all Queens to her King, 

Why of course, 

this thing is Love.


Details | Narrative | |

Lest Ye Be Judged

Two men were standing in a public park hugging each other, with their heads lying on each other’s shoulder.

A man and his wife passed nearby saying:  “You guys make me sick.  Just because you won the right to get married doesn’t mean you have to flaunt your abhorrent behavior in front of everybody else.  Take it to a room and get your disgusting sin out of my face.”

The two men broke apart, said something to each other and then walked in different directions; one slowly away from the couple who had spoken and the other towards the couple.

As the man approached the sneering couple with contempt in their eyes and hatred in their hearts, he gently said: “That man just received word that he has terminal cancer and has less than one year to live.  He is not sure if he has the strength to tell his wife and children his sorrowful news.  I am his priest and was merely trying to comfort him.  You two need to re-evaluate your feelings toward your fellow man”. 

He walked away with a tear in his eyes, for several reasons.


Details | Cinquain | |

RELAX (Cinquain)

 
Sunday
don't have to work
watch football, snack, take naps
Listen to wife gripe  I'm lazy
Fun day


Details | Free verse | |

Distant Love

The hours dwindle slowly by- 
When I want you by my side. 
Longing to feel the warmth of your breath 
As you kiss away my pride. 
 
The anger melts away, 
When I'm held within your arms.
My balance quickly faltering;
As I fall for all of your charms.
 
The weeks are always longer-
When I don't get to have you near.
Wishing that I could run to you- 
The distance heightening my fear. 
 
The hours go by rapidly-
When you are finally home. 
 Leaving me all by myself;
With my thoughts to roam. 
 
The cycle starts all over- 
I'm wishing that you were free. 
Longing to feel the warmth of your breath. 
Until you come right back to me. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Our Mind Is The Devils Hiding Place

I asked my wife to stop living In a world that's just(me,me,me) So she could get a glimpse of a different world That she could never see For the first week or two it really seemed to take effect Then I began to notice something From that slight case of neglect One day her anger raged As if she was "hiding the devil inside" I guess there was no place left for him Inside of her to hide I reminded her of that attitude She was useing with a flare That was when she explode saying, "I don't F'ing care" My heart was pierced and my words Could no longer flow I was a passenger in the car So I had nowhere left to go The car went silent Not a single word was left to be said Though I sure had plenty words Bouncing around in my head Then she said "Why are we arguing? "I really hate fighting with you?" With a smile :o) I said "It's the devil" "And that's what he wants us to do!" As I sighed to release the anger That was brewing up inside I realized my heart was a sacred place Where the devil,just can't hide
Dannyboy Kearley:10-31-12


Details | Rhyme | |

A New Beginning

Here’s to new beginnings,
And what this year will bring;
A fun filled year of passion,
And our baby in the spring;

A new life in our arms,
Our prospects look so bright;
Just thinking of our future,
Fills me with delight;

I can not wait to hold him,
And watch the wonder in his eyes;
As each an every second,
Fills him with surprise;

He is the new beginning,
To the life that we’ve begun;
And a happy home in which,
We welcome our new son.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

One Minute Poem

My eyes can tell your mind is lost in time/ 
But my time was killed by the timers of life/ 
My eyes don't speak the same language as those who peel onions to save their time/ 
I cry because I love with all my heart in time/ 
I feel my heart is diving in time of rhymes / 
So I stand tall in time to save those who confused time before their time/ 
Time/ 
My time sparkles flames of love in search of kisses until goodbyes do us part/ 
God Damn at/ 
My mornings will not promise you definitions of making love to a poet/ 
It’s time I define my own time because this time multiplies rhymes of electrified kisses Amplified by seconds that makes time/
It’s times like this that blesses a lonely poet with parental kisses/
At that time/ 
My time told me squeeze her butt she will like it/ 
But what if my time caught me thinking backwards I questioned my time when I time my timing/ 
Maybe this is why I can’t finish this poem in time/ 
Remember when I said I am scared to admit other guys are cuter than me/ 
Well I felt like my time was missing something in seconds that makes time/ 
That's cos my time is not any seconds close to reality/
My time is never close to reality/ 
  


Details | Couplet | |

My Memories

My Memories 

I was thinking of buying a new house
So I’m here with my son and his spouse 

Sitting outback looking up to the sky
Hoping to see something go bye  

Wishing for a sign to see
Something from my wife to me

To move into an empty and cold house
I would leave behind memories of my spouse 

I don’t want to leave those memories behind
More memories in the house then in my mind
               
When my kids were small
They would play and mark up a wall

I see memories on every wall
Where my wife painted over marks from a ball

A memory in every room
Some good some with a little gloom 

It’s something that will always be
Even the gloom is a memory to me


Details | I do not know? | |

The Nameless - for South Africans of all colours who fought for freedom


The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor ink spilled.

The nameless rest.

Their silent sacrifice,

quiet ordeal,

muted trauma,

remain interred,

amongst their remains.

The nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are doctorates conferred, nor eulogies recited.

Not for the nameless are honours bestowed, nor homages directed.

The nameless rest.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

in every step that we tread.

They rest within us,

they walk with us,

for their spirit is not dead.


“Your name is unknown, your deed is immortal”
- inscription at The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier WWII in Moscow


Special thanks to my dearest elder sister Tasneem Nobandla Moolla, whose conversations with me about life as a non-white person growing up in pre and post-Apartheid South Africa prompted me to write this dedication to the countless, nameless South Africans of every colour, whose sacrifices and dedication in the struggle against Apartheid tyranny must never be forgotten.


My sister’s middle name ‘Nobandla’ which is an isiXhosa name and means “she who is of the people” was given by her godfather, Nelson Mandela, my father’s ‘best-man who could not be, as Nelson Mandela was unable to-make it to my parent’s wedding as he was in jail at the time in the old Johannesburg Fort. This was the 31st December 1961.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Two Women In My Life Who Are Big, Beautiful Reds

                                                                   1.
                                                             Kathleen

Firehaired love of my life;
She's almost all Cab, with a dash of Shiraz spice.
A deep and complicated, earthy wife
Who's ruby sparkle in the looking glass
Lingers long upon my vision, soft and nice;
The All-of-Her bouquet, I cannot pass.

                                                                     2.
                                                                 Susan

She may prefer to drink her Cabs,
But the red-maned lioness is pure Bourdeaux.
Her brightness fills a room, and quickly nabs
Away all weak indifference.
The complexity of her shines and glows;
The product of some special provenance.

                    These ladies make my life divine,
                    An enviable medly of song and wine.
                    They may well land on the "NO FLY" List,
                    For being such charming Terroirists.


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For I Know

Let’s go back some years into the past
To see how the die would have been cast
If when I met you in those days long ago
Would you have changed me and would our love grow

Imagine a knight on a horse with a lance
He tips it to you with a smile and glance
He looks upon you with your beautiful face
Gets down from his horse drops his shield and his mace
For I know this is love 

On a ship there’s a pirate he’s brave and he’s bold
He plunders the galleons on the high seas for gold
The skull and crossbones flies high on the mast
One look at you and down it is cast
For I know this is love

A cowboy in dodge a gunslinger of note
To shiny six guns I happen to tote
I want only to be your enigmatic Shane
One look at your body no more bodies slain
For I know this is love

There is a centurion out killing for Rome
His life my life on long battle a long way from home
I see a goddess with eyes so bright
Make my allegiance switch to just hold you tight
For I know this is love

So you see it matters not what I would be
You would always be there that I can see
For even if time and space were to split
We would still find each other and somewhere to sit
For we would know as now this is love


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Missed it-One day at a time

One day at a time
With the delusion of anger,
falling from my eyes,
The veil of bitterness,
Torn from the one I despised,
My heart withers in my chest
The spell that cast a shadow on this beauties shimmering frame
That hid a wonder a mystery this woman bearing my name.
I cannot believe I’ve lived alongside you for so long
And missed the chorus of a lover’s  refrain.
We like strangers in the night
Ships passing by on a foggy sea,
Have rediscovered each other again,
Fearful yet wanting, the task ahead daunting,
Forever changed by the crimson stain,
Leaving us equipped in ways we can never explain.
One day at a time, we live for these moments,
One day at a time, is all we are given,
And by the grace of God our one day at a time will turn into memories
That we will share over a lifetime.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Husbands are in heaven whose wives scold not

So much emphasis is placed today on the role of the wife She is to be pure, pristine, just, hardworking She is to imbibe all who surround her with faith She needs to be able to know everything without ever asking She is to be the woman behind her husband The one who would make of him a gem To be a wife, is surely a complicated state Acted out badly, one can even be a contraband! But what of the duties of a man, Is he as important as the woman To be a husband requires one only to work and bring money To care not whether the home is, without him, in harmony Husbands are in heaven whose wives scold not Husbands have rights, rights to use words of spite Rights to beat, rights to abuse Rights even to cheat, to hurt and bruise When the woman speaks out, or scolds such a man She becomes something seen by some as a legend Seen by others as un-womanly Whatever, she knows how to protect herself through her duty What of those men whose wives scold not Should they be brought back to the pot To be cooked and simmered To be brought to the right path Feminists, equal rights, equal opportunities Women's places no more being in the kitchen Husbands, change your mentalities We, women, we are frail and easily broken!


Details | Verse | |

Blessed By God Loved By An Angel

My love's heart tells a story
that I read within her smiling eyes
that only I can read
for they tell me how much she cares
and loves me
and no happier man could I be

Just a short time away from her
and I'm like a lost lonely child
in her I've found the sweetest paradise
she adds so much vibrant colour to my life

She makes everyday a glorious 
summers day
and I'm so thankful
that I pray

For I feel that I've been 
blessed by God
who made her just for me
and I'm being loved
by an angel.

Peter Dome.Copyright.2012.


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Haiku | |

What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


Details | Couplet | |

I Lost the Love of My Life Today

I lost the love of my life today
I held her hand as she slipped away.

Although my heart wished she would stay
I told her to go, that I’d be ok

for her suffering was too much to bear
And to wish her here would not be fair.

I lost the love of my life today
I’m struggling hard to find my way

She was the one who held me strong
When life was tough and all went wrong.

She was the one whose strength I clung
She was the one my soul had sung

And now she’s gone and I’m on my own
And alls I hear is this endless drone

My mind is numb and my body weak
My soul it has no words to speak

I lost the love of my life today
I Don’t even have the strength to pray

Except to say “dear God Oh WHY”
Why in the world did she have to die?


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank You Lord For My Wonderful Wife

  

Thank you God for my 
beautiful wife.
And thanks for bringing 
her into my life.

Through every mountain
and every canyon...
She's been my faithful 
friend & companion.

From the time we met years ago...
Words alone cannot express
how I love her so.

I call her "sweetie" and she 
calls me "honey" too.
And I still like to say,
"... I LOVE YOU!"

When I've been wrong 
nd "out of place."
She has a word of wisdom 
and a special grace.

I wouldn't trade her for anything 
this world could offer.
Nothing in this whole world 
could ever "top her."

Thanks to God for this 
gift you've given.
She' s  brought joy 
to my way of livin'!

If not for her...I don't know 
where I would be.
This is why I call her
 "sweetie."

Thanks for her love, 
and being so very kind.
Special people like her 
are hard to find.

A special present 
sent from God above
My wonderful wife...
I will always love!


By Jim Pemberton 
08/2008


















Details | Alliteration | |

I am a woman, not a woe-man

I am valuable but not worth any price
I am precious but far more than gold
I am productive but not for abuse
I can talk but not to be abused of talking
I am hardworking but not to be a slave
I am a wife but I am an individual too

I am a mother but I'm just human
I am strong but I get tired too, 
I am in flesh, so I need rest
I care but I value myselft first and foremost
I am kind but need kindness too
I listen but not to be lied to
I run the house but I deserve to run myself too

I am the help meet but I need support too
I understand but not to be misunderstood
I provide but I need to be provided for too
I run the kitchen but I need to run my self too
I am the housewife but I am a wife too, 
I am married, to my husband, not the house!
I love but I should not be taken for granted

I am weak but not to be raped, beated and scratched
I am submissive and obedient but not to be exercised power abuse on
I am a cheerful giver but not to be robbed
I am soft but not to have my blood squeezed out,
I am full of life but not to be taken away from me
Yes, I am a woman,
Created to live,
Not to be a woebegone!


Details | Rhyme | |

I Live On Love

My pockets are empty    The cupboards are bare    No problem for me    Never give it a care    No need for food    No use for money    No dark clouds    For me always sunny    Our first moment    Was a sudden glance    From across the room    I asked you to dance    We danced on and on    All through the night    In my arms    Till the morning light    Been dreaming of you    All my life    MY destiny, My fate, My love    Will you be my wife    Sorry  I have a man    Waiting for me    You and I    Were not meant to be    For the last ten years Of my life    Can`t change the fact    I`m his wife    Her eyes said yes    A voice said no    It`s getting late    I have to go    Been waiting for her    A thousand years     Left my arms Covered with tears    Our night together     Changed my life    No other woman    Will ever be my wife    I look for you    Wherever I go    The woman I love    That told me no    I`m a fool in love    A victim of fate    Our dance together    Ten years too late    All the lonely hearts    Cry out to me    Never love a woman    That was not meant to be    Have not danced    Since that night    Only with you    Does everything feel right    I`ve prayed to God    A voice on deaf ears    No answer to my pleas    Been waiting for years    Alone for a lifetime    My choice to be    Hoping one day    It would be you with me    The world has passed me bye    I`m at the end of my life    Never will I be able to say    Thank you for being my wife     I`m a fool in love    A victim of fate    Our dance together     A lifetime too late


Details | Couplet | |

Angel of Mine

Angel of mine 

I had written a poem called “Deaths Door”
My sleeping problem my wife did endure

From when I lost my spouse
It’s only the dog and I at the house

Before I go to bed I shut the light
Something happened to me one night

I felt a hand on my back waking me
Nobody but the dog here with and me

It could have been a night I lost my breath
An angel may have kept me from death

That angel must be my wife 
Still watching over my life

She watched over me when she was alive
She must still be helping me to survive 


Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | Rhyme | |

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!~


Details | Couplet | |

Finding Your Way

When darkness falls and life seems colder,
I will be the sun and I will be your shoulder.

When your dreams seem to fade,
I will remind you and come to your aid.

May you find from this life what really matters,
I will be your rock and make your troubles scatter.

May you find enough happiness in your life,
I will wish this for you because you are my wife.

Edward J. Ebbs 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

DAMAGED MY TRUE LOVE

written 17th Sept 2013



When it comes to love, I AM poisonous
 don't let me curse another, leave me loveless

For the first time in my life, I felt your pain and cried for your heart
 my heart finally hurts, knowing I passed this pain from the start

Please find help to set your heart free
 trust me, it's not a life you recover from easily 

Damaged goods I told you, unrepairable
 but some how, you managed the impossible

Unlovable for my entire life
 yet you had no problem, getting me to become your wife

Yes, it's been more than both of us should have ever had to bear
 at this moment, every cell in my body is overwhelmed, so I really do care

Please don't enter my life's pain and despair  
 you don't deserve it, you are so patient and filled with such love

I'm sorry I let myself fall in love knowing it would poison you
 soul mates forever and eternity, my love belongs only to you...




Details | Free verse | |

I have to say Good-bye - Part 3

My Imagination Wanders  : To Be beside “YOU my Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore”
Yet: I crawl through the crevices of the Graves, to Deep Craters, of my Living Hell
My Dearest “Nubbies“  , I was the Cribbage Champion ,the Day YOU Entered Glory
It’s so Black now, I can see the Scarlet Embers Leading  me to the Lake of Flaming
                                     Blood Red Tears

All my Dreams of Heaven’s Glory, of Our "Eons FOREVER"; Will never touch my Eyes :
I’ve  come, to an eerie meadow , where Black Flowers Bloom Shadows of FORGETTING
My Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore, Your Scent in my nostrils; Voice  in my Ears:
You keep me Warm, in the freezing, Flames of Hell; Your soft, Auburn hair in my hands

                                                           To be Cont.

Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire

Dedicated to my Fellow POETESS’ and POETS at POETRYSOUP
                             Thank-YOU : TPS


Details | Narrative | |

Congratulations -- DADDY --

It was late when I finally rollover into a Dream
She was Young, She was Pure: She was Beautiful
I danced up behind her; I feel Her long flowing, Auburn Hair
She turns around and says, “Are You He? ”Are You DADDY”
“I am Joanne Naomi Johnson”. “ I see Lenore in YOUR Face”
“Your Eyes, more Hazel; than Green” ”Come on, let’s go Home”
“ Mommy’s been expecting You for an Eternity. “You should Know!”
“Mommy, Mommy; He’s here, Daddy is Home; show him Your Poem“
My Heart skipped a beat as She Opens Heaven’s Door : My LENORE
                                 “  M  Y    L  E  N  O  R  E “

                                    ~ To Be Continued ~

                    Inspired by ~ Mr. Robert Joseph Adams
                      Dedicated to All who Believe in LIFE

                        Please Read "About This Poem"


Details | Personification | |

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!


Details | Epithalamium | |

You and I

Close your eyes  and envision me-
As a Rose, blossoming, in your Garden, with love's fragrance, free.
Put your hand in mine and we shall walk side by side
To realms never imagined possible by mortal minds.

Dream with me and close your mind to others, as we are meant to dwell-
Under the guidance of God's Divine , harmonious, marital veil.

Permeate my spirit and we will be ONE cohesive bonding, unbeatable, together 
until this life is done.

Keep me only as the "apple of your eye" as I shall you so that we to each other 
shall remain always faithful and true.

Between You and I, there shall only exist attributes of love, commitment, 
understanding with openness-
No deception shall ever embark our door-
For we have connected our hearts with the everlasting flow of Love's dewdrops 
that shall aid us to grow
                                             in strength
                                                      in courage
                                                                   and in power-
To depths and heights of heavenly bliss.


Details | Verse | |

An angel came

An angel came!

Nights in black and white,
My mind keeps drifting from side to side.

Wondering in my mind about the voice I heard,
At my bedside an angel came.

"Be patient," The voice said;
I heard it so clear, yet so discreet.

To hear a strange voice whisper into my ear,
It made me scared, and it made me fear.

Fear from God who heard my cry,
Begging for mercy, to save a child.

Praying to all angels to keep her safe
The mother of my children, my soul mate.

This is a sign for me to know,
That God is with me, and I am not alone.

Thank you God for this sign you gave me,
To remind me that there is a God up there
and to be patient.
 
I’ll keep my faith every time I'm down,
With my forehead touching the ground.


Details | Clerihew | |

My constant mirror

My constant mirror from heaven, 
On earth and in the sea,
Only you can be;
But can you see yourself in my poetry? 


Details | Rhyme | |

A Wonderful Wife


The Lord brought to me a blessing in my life! He's blessed me with such a wonderful wife! Help me Lord to not be deceived by other things I see… May I continue to love the wife you gave to me! Help me to give her my undivided attention! And to give all of my love and affection! In my her, may I daily seek her inner beauty! And treat her like the finest diamond and ruby!


Details | Rhyme | |

Jesus My Life Is One HUGE Embarrassment


For many years... My life has been an embarrassment! Filled with hopelessness and discouragement! Many things I thought I had enjoyed... Have left in me... A large and empty void! Many nights, I would cry myself to sleep. Knowing the hole my life was in, was very, very deep. Then one day, I called out to God! I wasn’t sure if he’d listen! My family, my old church, I was now missin'. My family prayed for me for so many years. I often brought them embarrassment and tears. God... I tried everything else... I want to come back to you! I need you now Jesus! I really do! Please come into my heart, and cleanse me within! Set me free from all addictions and sin! I know that you will never let go of my hand. My whole life, on your word, I shall now stand. Only you can satisfy the emptiness in my soul! I am now complete, satisfied, and made whole! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

I Did Something That You won't Let Me Forget

I Did Something That You Won’t Let Me Forget! I did something recently, that I regret. What it was. You won’t let me forget! I said; “I’m sorry.” And tried to explain it! But what I’ve done, you continue to name it. You called me your friend, and offered assistance... But any attempts to talk, you offer resistance. I heard you before. You quoted Bible verses. Now you speak complaints and curses! It seems like whatever I do or what I say. You just wish, “I would go away!” Where is God’s love, you once gave me? Are you the kind of person, God wants you to be? I’m sorry of what I said and what I did. I hope you find the power to forgive! I’ve done my part. And that’s all I can do. Now is your turn! The rest is up to YOU! You can love me, or simply push me aside! You can humble yourself, or be filled with pride! The choices and decisions you make... Please do it now! Before it’s too late! I pray that God’s love, will touch your soul! Walk in his forgiveness! And BE MADE WHOLE! By Jim Pemberton


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!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Dark Woods MAL

I knew a man of careful life who longed to explore uncharted lands, But family ties and circumstance for him held different plans. Sometimes he would take a walk and find himself on the edge, Of a great dark woods he’d never enter; to his wife he gave a pledge. “There’s nothing there for you to see believe me I’ve been there, So promise me you’ll never stray to where you should not dare.” He would dutifully turn and walk away back to his loving wife, But then one day while on his walk he took with him a knife. His life had been lived as an observer always doing what he should Now with a quickened pulse in his poet’s heart he traipsed into the wood. The dappled sunlight played on him as he walked along a trail, And in his mind he was a knight searching for the Holy Grail. But the deeper he went the darker it grew until all light was gone, In the dark he began to pray to once more see the dawn. Just when he was about to give up hope he saw a fire burning, And through the brush he heard sound of its maker now returning. He knelt beside a tall oak tree as he looked into the glade, And there the sight that came to him made him grab his blade. For all around the blazing fire there danced a hundred bears, And into the frenzy appeared his wife as if she’d had no cares. And one of the bears caught her up and tossed her to the next, The more the bears danced with her the more he was perplexed. And then she stopped and stripped herself until her flesh was bare, He watched it all as his lovely wife sprouted a coat of hair. As she danced her snout grew long and claws grew from her paws, Whatever she was he knew that she had broken nature’s laws. When the revelry was over she’d changed back to what she used to be, She found her gown had been run through and was now fastened to a tree. She recognized the blade that held it tight as belonging to her love, And the sound of her tears filled the woods like a mournful cooing dove. For she could never return to him, now that he had discovered the truth, How could he ever accept her again without the beauty of claw and tooth?
We have a print hanging in one room of our house called "The Bear Dance." The last line exemplifies my belief that mankind has worked very hard to separate itself from nature. We have removed ourselves and set ourselves above it. This has lead to many problems. We needto place ourselves iinto nature rather than over it.


Details | Free verse | |

Heaven's Pond of TIME Part 2

“Daddy, Daddy, Look the most only Beautiful Aqua Blue Rose
A half Litre of water from the Pond of Time, Your Past  Revealed
But Nothing can replace  the Time ; when Your Heart was A flamed
“ Daddy, Daddy,  Look the most only Beautiful Aqua Blue Rose 
I can only See, My LOVE ; My LIFE; My WIFE “ L E N O R E “
 I have to catch My Breath; While Sorrow, teaches me of  “Death”

In LOVING MEMORY of My LOVE : and LIFE : My WIFE
                  Lenore Ellen ( Adams ) Johnson


Details | Free verse | |

Regret

Regret

I regret many things in my life.
Not been able to spend more time with my wife the love of my life.
I regret not been able to stay close to my mom and my dad, they were 
All I had, my childhood memory, that yellow truck my dad got me.
How wonderful life is when you are young, when you try to reach up to the sky.
Everything seems so tall that was my challenge to grow old. 

I regret not been there when my dad died. He loved me the most out of us nine!
I took care of him, helped him when he was weak, he used to tell me I don’t want to die I can’t leave. You are still young; I said: “hey are you serious dad”? “I have three kids!...I'm 53"
But I know he was too soft. He hated the thought of dying, he loved been with us just to make sure we're ok.

I regret when my mom died. She still bring tears to my eyes, my heart still bleeds
At the memory of her smile. When I need a back scratch she had the roughest hands
House work and cooking that she didn’t mind at all. I loved her all my life and when she got very sick she became like a child. Talking about why she can’t see in color any more?

It’s difficult to explain to a sick person especially your mom, you breakdown before you even start to tell her.

I regret when my wife fell sick with the big C, I questioned every little thing, to me I was always right in doing the right thing. How and why kept popping up every time I wondered
This thing happened too fast, it took me by surprise.
I blamed myself for not listening, when she complained about her agonizing pain, I thought it was just the same.

I regret many things in my life.
I thought If I can get a second chance, I would change it all again!


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Couplet | |

A Perfect Day

I sink into the steaming bath and soak my cares away,
A glass of wine to cure the pain the damp brought on today;

No screaming son to demand my time, today is just for me,
A book is all I need to be as content as I can be;

I call the local pizza place as the water cools and bubbles fade,
I order up a large for me and hope it’s not delayed;

Soon the delivery man is on his way with a heavenly pizza pie;
And I intend to enjoy every slice, just me, myself and I;

The rain is coming down in torrents as I snuggle up on the couch;
I slowly start feeling more like me, instead of Oscar the Grouch;

I turn on my favorite movie, the one I’ve seen a thousand times;
I enjoy every second as I relax, feeling sublime;

My family will be home soon and their needs I’ll have to tend;
The sun sinks lower in the sky, as my perfect day draws to an end.


Details | Rhyme | |

I Know of An Old Fashioned Family


There’s a family I know,  that may seem old fashioned.
But they serve others from a heart of compassion!

They don’t have much in the scope
 of entertainment.
But they have each other,
 and much contentment.

They have a love for God that comes from within!
And are thankful to the Lord
 for being their friend!

They don’t get too involved with that the world brings.
They have each others love.  
They have everything!

This family has been an inspiration to others too!
By their giving hearts, in much of what they do!

This family has a commitment to serve God above.
And have asked Jesus to fill them with his love!

This may seem old fashioned, 
not to have a lot of things…
But they know their Lord 
and the love that he brings!

I’m thankful to know them and their Godly inspiration…
I extend to them a heart of thanks  and appreciation!

Please dear Lord, bless and keep them in your arms!
Be with them Jesus, and protect them from harm!

May the blessings of God keep 
flowing through them!
And may the peace and joy of God continue to be with them!

By Jim Pemberton   05/29/13


Details | Free verse | |

Invisible

They
Are
Among us.
Not alien
But more
Like us than
You will ever know.
They are
Neighbors
Dying
Of
Disease
And 
Hate
And
Grief.
They live
Next door
Behind walls
Built
Not of stone
But of fear.
Hungry
Penniless
Alone.
They are
Stereotypes
Birthing
Children.
Ad dictions
Carving
Flesh from
Bones.
They are
Sold
Into
Slavery
Beaten
By
Other
People's
Philosophies.
They are
Invisible.
But not
To
Me.


Details | Rhyme | |

Smiles For You

Maybe it's the way you talk
But it's watching you walk
That makes my heart knock

It could be those tight jeans
Your love handles are quite lean
When I think about it I scream

Edward J Ebbs - April 10, 2012

Written for Russell Sivey's
1-6 Lines of Romance & Love Free Poetry Contest


Details | Couplet | |

A Second Chance

A Second Chance

For so many years I had my wife
Now it’s sadness that fills my life

I miss that time we would caress 
I miss the touch of tenderness

I talk to my wife every day  
Love is one of the words I say

I loved to smell my wife’s hair
I wish I had a lock of it here 

Your gone and out of sight
To heaven you will be my shining light 

At the end of my life
I will again be with my wife

In heaven again my wife and me
A second chance it will be
                                 


Details | Free verse | |

Baby Interruptus

Somehow, through the haze that our lives have become,
we ended up next to each other, 
under the covers, 
with darkness and silence all around.

The soft sound of her rhythmic breathing; 
the faint scent of perfume worn off by the long, hectic day; 
the tickle of her hair in my face, 
reminds me that I still have a pulse.

Lightly, I stroke the length of her soft, bare back;
Gently, I press my lips where an earring was recently removed.

In a half sleep, she purrs and subtly moves her body closer to mine.
With eyes closed our bodies begin to melt into each other 
and a stirring of passion, long subdued, 
begins to awaken from beneath the slumber.

Silent is the darkness.

Slowly we adjust, 
turning towards each other, 
with anticipation keeping our worn bodies in motion 
against the want of sleep for which we lack.

A muffled creak escapes 
from a tired coil in the box spring beneath the weathered mattress, 
stifling the movement of our entangling limbs.

An unheard awareness of motion 
from the corner of the room.
 
A sigh. 
A peep. 
A moan. 
A cry 
and a wail. 

The pain of the colic 
has awakened the reminder of a love we once shared 
without fear of making a noise.

The bodies untangle, unfulfilled. 

She slips out from under the covers, 
dons her cotton robe 
and tends to the miracle struggling with life anew 
not knowing if or when the missed moment 
might occur again. 


Details | Haiku | |

LOVE - HAIKU

Love is as love does Peace begets peace; happy day Unconditional


Details | I do not know? | |

What is it when?

What is it when your heart is filled with joy?
What is it when your soul sings for another?
What is it when you begin to truly cherish someone?
What is it when life seems so much easier?
What is it when you begin to share internal thoughts with another?
What is it when your eyes connect and express your thoughts without uttering a word?
What is it when you are automatically drawn to a person?
What is it when you find it hard not to think of someone throughout the day?
What is it when you change the routine of your day for someone?
What is it when little things become big things?
What is it when everytime your clock ticks you think of someone?
What is it when you sit and stare at pictures for no reason at all?
What is it when you begin to ignore that person imperfections?
What is it when you begin to yearn and crave for someone?
What is it when the feeling of being apart for more than an hour is devestating?
What is it when you find yourself making breakfast and you don't cook?
What is it when you find yourself doing things out of the ordinary for another?
What is it when you find yourself looking in the mirror just a little bit longer?
What is it when you discover that life is so much better with this person?
What is it when you feel like you are on top of the highest mountain?
What is it when you feel like the ocean is so much calmer with this person?
What is it when the phone rings and you are hoping it's that special person?
What is it when you find yourself giving without a care in the world?
The answer is SIMPLY LOVE!!!!!


Details | Epithalamium | |

I Do

I've waited all my life, 
For a love like yours and to call you my wife, 
To have and to hold, 
I know you fit the mold, 
The key that fits perfectly into my heart, 
The assurance that we will never grow apart, 
Through thick and thin, 
No matter what, we both win, 
There's no doubt in my mind, 
No second thoughts of any kind, 
That I love you, 
And knowing that, I say, “I do.” 

I've always wanted to find my prince, 
He has no idea he is dropping me hints, 
And all his hints, I adore, 
I've never felt anything like this before, 
His warm, comforting touch, 
I trust in him so very much, 
I need him more then he could know, 
I will never let him go, 
Through good times and bad, 
When I'm happy and when I'm sad, 
He'll always be there, 
Through all the hardships that we bare, 
I know he'll never back down, 
And will pick up every pound, 
That I can not, 
We've already been through a lot, 
Our relationship can never be misconstrued, 
And with that sureness, I say, “I do.” 

And now that we are one, 
Here comes all the fun, 
Of our Holy Matrimony, 
Proving our relationship was never phony, 
We are reborn as of now, 
And when seen by the eyes of God, our heads bow, 
With His blessing, both of us are starting anew, 
And all that had to cross our lips was, “I do.” 


Details | Verse | |

Through A Prison Glass

You came unexpectedly, and i was surprised,
you smiled and placed your hand on the glass and cried.
I leaned my head against the glass and told you i am sorry,
i whisper through the phone line, ill start a new story.

You knew i was innocent but you still didn't believe me,
the only person i thought that would stay by my side but you couldn't be. 
Mom standing by your side and not wanting to talk,
i got really upset that you came at all cause i didn't want to see you walk. 

I needed you, when i was in need,
i was there for you when ever you didn't want to bleed.
I loved you and i cherished you with all my heart,
but before you left your words hit me like a really sharp dart.

You said i failed you,
you cried to me and i knew it was true.
But i needed you to understand me,
but you went your way and upset me.

The glass is now empty and i cant find you even with the fact that I'm out,
i tell you i love you but all you do is shout. 
I've lost you for good this time, 
so i think i have to do one more crime. 


Details | Tyburn | |

TWO TYBURNS 1

Cell phone


Ringing
Texting
Roaming
Harming
A nice, handy, ringing, texting  boon
Misused  by  the  roaming, harming  goon.



Helpful wife


Loving
Caring
Taunting
Hurting
Solicitous, loving, caring wife
Of  great  help  in taunting, hurting  life.



For: Dr. Ram Mehta's "TYBURN" contest,  17 aug 11
( written following the PS example)


Details | Free verse | |

Candle Silhouettes

For every beginning
Why must there be an end
Shadows creased where whispers cease
Memories bristling past me
like a Mediterranean love affair
Jasmine wisps of your unbridled hair
Brushing my face in waves of azure
Eyes locked so hearts could endure

The bed is made
But your impression is still there
Soft and tangible, subtle yet indelible 
Candle silhouettes where laughter lit
Fiery portraits of passion’s first kiss
The intimacy of a beauty we shared  
Eternity embroidered on your pillow top
Undisturbed promises that I never forgot

I sometimes call
Unsure of what to say or do
Cradling you in this immortal room 
As cisterns of sorrow spill unwrapped perfume
Where burnt cinnamon candles have beaded cold
Next to the Venetian lamp, by your widowed phone
Hoping somehow…someway
I won’t wake-up alone 


Details | Free verse | |

Be my life


When trees cry
Love dies
In your wounded heart
At night
Among colors of tears
I see nothing But your green eyes
Your eyes are my soul
Your heart is the perfume of my life
And you are the lamp of darkness
When I meet you!
When I hug your virgin soul!
This is you! !
Flower of spring
The beauty of days
Don’t leave me alone
Be the night covering me
Be the love protecting me
Be the eyes shutting my dreams
Be my life….


Details | Rhyme | |

Paper Thin

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
For kicks is why I do it now.
You tell me to love but I never knew how.
Our feet hitting pavement,
We spent the day in sunny California with sun kissed skin.
I’m learning to forget and how to fade scars,
And you let me let myself down so hard.

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
And now I just do it for smiles,
We’ll never see flower girls stumbling down aisles.
I’d lose my head just before that chance,
But if you want we can still have a first dance.
Cause I think I say things that I don’t mean,
Once upon a time you meant the world to me.

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
But I’m trying to refrain,
To make this not all end up in vain.
Maybe I can learn to love like some people do,
And you can learn to love yourself a little too.
Or it is in all fairness to let this go?
I guess we can try but then we’ll never know. 


Details | Ballad | |

In Youth-less Age

In Youth-less Age
 


Though gentle, hopeful drifts we brood,
but age our wont be kind enough,
in threescores is when life imbued,
will partial be the earthly stuff;
but you'll still be my fancy then,
when Suns shall be the Shallowest,
and dry as those days --my fingers, pen!
Diluting the persistent best;
then shall I my own mind bereave,
when servile times would near a close,
but will your eyes, mine still deceive,
that greater truth than life propose.
The understanding of our earth,
up till we stay, --the way shall give,
entwine when with a lovers mirth,
we not our age but more shall live;
there I shall be a part of you,
though life may still not worthy be,
but time the hearts as one does sew
and breeds the soul's eternity.
 
Soon ladies fine with auburn head,
in youth's subservience shall grow,
with shadows white and lips blood red,
to whom the haste --the world will owe;
but, by the words that reason frowns,
and those that cost if cared for less;
within the gardens, across all towns,
just you my dame this heart possess,
as your my gardens cherished fruit,
could time nor age do you wrong,
your grace can shift a hand from mute,
such do my rhymes to you belong,
and the words, claims that come to me,
be their center, and my days renew,
until the time this soul is free,
and life us quells, an end pursue;
the end of the sojourn we made,
shall love then still be intense more,
when breaths and sight move to a fade,
like youth, your age --I shall adore.
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


Details | I do not know? | |

An Unforgettable Crime, Between Sunrise and Sunset

An Unforgettable Crime, Between Sunrise and Sunset 

Mankind shall never forget their choice and misdeed. Yes! He was highly displeased. An incident like none ever before.  A betrayal of love and trust, that caused an eternity of fuss.

It happen in a small garden, a village called Eden, in the state of paradise. Population not many, but the animals were plenty.

A golden law was broken. The guilty parties attempted to flee, and ran through the trees. Not knowing, there was no escape from this place.

The guilty, were called and did not respond. It was as if an evil light came on. One whispered to the other “let’s lay low and maybe He’ll go”. 

 An alert was issued nationwide.  A subpoena was served; the two knew they were jailbirds.


When asked, why were you hiding? The leader spoke and said, “I was influenced by the other party you introduced to me”.  “I was misled. You should have known, it wasn’t a good match. I don’t want to leave this home”.  


The voice said to them, “a forbidden law was broken”.  A one man jury and judge were appointed. The jury deliberated on the spot and justice was hot.
They were told, “Go on your way”.  

The world will never forget this day.  What was perfect became imperfect. Now you know.  “A simple bite of life can forever change you and your wife”.

The sentencing was fair. Both were told to leave. As they departed, I heard one say “Come On Eve”.

Dr. “G”


Details | Romanticism | |

Reflections in the Firelight

The wood is piled
my emotions riled
Sweet expectations
settle in my soul

Sweat dappled brows
my emotions drowse
sudden conclusions
fill in the hole

of my heart.

The fire started in the pit
warming ourselves 
in it's globe
and there we sit
like two lost elves
waiting to disrobe

Take your time,
Love
The perfect man
does exist.

rlm '09


Details | I do not know? | |

One Billion Rising

Today we rise.

No more hiding in the shadows,

of culture,
creed,
tradition.

No more silent complicity,

defensive arguments,
sickening pretences,
shabby excuses,

for the actions of men,

brutal and coarse and vulgar and obscene and murderous and abusive.

Today, we rise,

as one.

Today the change starts,

with me,
within me.

Today we rise.


Details | Couplet | |

Life is an Aventurous Squirrel Run

I have my Hubby’s steadfast belief in me.
He loves how my poems are light and airy.
He’ll give me an idea once in a while…
Then he escapes to come back, later to read my new child.

He calls these run-throughs a squirrel run.
For they can take off in directions, yes, any one.
Crazy thoughts become crazier still…
And story time leads to god knows, where they will.

My thinking is kind of like chasing around a tree.
You never know where the end will be.
But somewhere I eventually become truly still.
And that is where my Hubby adds into the trill.

Then the squirrel run begins again…
Light and fluffy and full to the brim.
Each day a new adventure... waits around the bend.
Live it. Love it. Write it... You'll be happier in the end.

Contest: Emotion: Squirrelly and fun   CSEastman


Details | Couplet | |

wait Contest

Society tells us there’s a time, 
When men and women must find,
A mate or something is terribly wrong,
Everywhere you look they play this contagious song,
Shopping for love on internet sites,
Reading the profile of Mr. and Misses right,
How much do they make and how hot are their pics,
How quickly we fall into these superficial tricks,
So many rush to meet the criteria,
Of a world that lives for the exterior,
So many seem to pay the price,
Since divorce is not even seen as a “let me think twice”
I rather WAIT and be happy alone,
Until heaven decides to send him along.

Contest: wait
7/23/12
By:Sabina Nicole


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 | Rhyme | |

Evil Personified - 5

There is no Beating in this Hollow, Heinous Heart
Eternal empty eyes emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws, tearing Love apart
Anathematize abandoned, never forgiving Atrocities
This is how I live, how I grow, how I stay in Control

Eternal empty eyes  emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Where are You Love?, I Long for YOU, with LOVE so TRUE
I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Yet my Heart can not Shed a Tear,  For Eons of FOREVER
I Will ALWAYS and FOREVER, LOVE YOU, LENORE

I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws: Tearing LOVE Apart
Shredding the Heart, ripping away My LOVE : and my Breath
The Tears are running down my cheeks, for Hell’s dark road I depart
My Eyes burn, covered with the Billows of the Smoke from Hell

The Tears are running down my cheeks, for Hell’s dark road I depart
There is no Beating in this Hollow, Heinous Heart
Anathematize abandoned, never forgiving Atrocities
Yet my Heart can not  Shed a Tear, for Eons of FOREVER
Walking, a Dark lonesome hot ember road, through Eons of Infinity

I will ALWAYS and FOREVER, LOVE YOU :“LENORE”
Where are You LOVE?, I long for YOU, with LOVE so TRUE
I walk through the desolate Fire of my Sins, FOREVERMORE
I suffer the Lost of Integrity, I cry for my Eternal LOVE for YOU
This is how I live, how I grow, how I stay in Control

Inspired by TPS’ blog “Integrity“; this is the Liege you do not see
          Dedicated to those who do not believe, like me


Details | Free verse | |

Night Riser

Lunette, i was named at birth and it perfectly suited me
cuz i was always up at night, observing it with scrutiny
i had a little secret, only Abhi knew and trusted me
he was my best friend ever, he believed in my destiny

i loved the moon and had a song
the song gave me answers in my heart
i didn't know how i knew that song
but it helped me seperate the right and wrong

The project i had in college was huge
Yen was arranging for Mr. Fiddle, but he refused
Mr. Fiddle was an astronaut, famous and renowned
But asking for his help, only left him frowned

"Lune, do you know him?" Yen asked me one day
"Why?" I asked confused, "He likes you!" Yen was about to say
"I don't know him!" i said to Yen, the joker
All he would do is fool around and play poker

"Fiddle said he'd meet us, only if you come along"
Was Yen telling the truth? Only one way to find right from wrong
at night i sung my song, asking moon for its help
i called Fiddle on his number, i knew that voice from somewhere

We set ready to meet him, Abhi, Yen, Marsella and me
Marsella and I were bff's once, but now I ignored her completely
After formal meetings at Fiddle's house, the others left me with him
all i wanted now is truth and only truth from him

"You're not a human Lune, Night Riser's, we are
I am your grandpa Lune, i've searched for you, wide and far"
He was kidding, i thought, i was not an alien
But then he sung my moon song, how did he know about it?

he started his story and involuntarily i sat still
i wanted to know the truth, no matter what will
"Pikshtra invaded our planet, Prisma" grandpa started to tell
"a bad person he was, he used explosives there"

"he bought me and my wife on earth for some research
a top secret thing it was, but for us, scientific torture
electric shocks and huge machines, made us unhealthy
in return all it did to him was make him wealthy"

"We tried to escape and managed at once
for a few years we got rid of him
We had a son, who was married by then
and two beautiful granddaughters was our gift"

"Pikshtra found us, on the birth day of my granddaughters
we ran in different direction, getting seperated
i lost my wife and others as well
But found both my grand daughters..."

"Where is my sister then?" i asked
"You know her" Fiddle said
"Marsella it is" he added along
it was too much to digest, i wanted to sing my song...

**for the entire story visit:
http://fictionworldbyap.blogspot.in/2012/07/night-riser.html





Details | ABC | |

AlphaBet Constructs 3 2 1

Alphabet Constructs 3 2 1

Annotated Achilles amends fallen frame amputees

Bulimec Barbies browse media monkey banalaties

Cameo clouds cling to beaded breath curios

Dopamine dreams dilenate check cash desires

Echo endorfins eulogize bullet brain excrement

Fecal folly fantasies reveal relevant frivoloties

Gonadial grownups gulp secret scrotal generosities

Helical hemorriods hinder senior stricken hemocraps

Idiotic ideals idioiosyncrate post partem iconoclasts

Jack Jill juxtapositories seek sexestential jouveniers

Kryptic killer kisses ascot arrogant kingdumbs

Liquid lipid loiners fear frontline lucklullibies

Malovent mommies masterbate rich reflective mommocules

Nevertheless nightengales nourich ruby rich noonbeams

Ovulatory occults outsource torrent tofu outrages

Pensive picses picnics lovelorny passions 

Queer quiet quintensials release rancid quotients

Rape ripe residuals nullify nimble reprocussions

Silky seafoam silohouttes fornicate frothy sandlets

Tepid torch trilogies belie beligerent tourniquets

Useless utterences utilize organize orgasmic utopias

Venimous vixens violate cruel.com visions

White willow wombs softly seed hospice hell winds

XY XX xfactors envision extracurricular xraydoms

Yearning yoyo yesterdays calculate clearcovert yeilds

Zen zealous zions mirror maginfy Zoneotones 


Details | Lyric | |

You Are the One

She lays in his arms
he asks her what's wrong
the silence you keep
and the smile you fake
I know that something's on your mind
She says i don't understand
how someone like you
could love me the way you do
and he says

You are the one
that makes my heart beat 
that completes me
never look down upon your soul
you are the one
that makes my hands shake 
you're my whole life babe
you make me feel so whole
so don't underestimate 
what you do for a wounded soul
I looked everywhere for someone to save me 
and finally 
you are the one

they sit down for dinner 
he says it's been so long since we've been together
and there's something that I have to say
he gets on one knee and pulls out a ring
I cant't imagine why you're here to this day
but I hope there is not coming our way
and she says

You are the one
that makes my heart beat 
that completes me
never look down upon your soul
you are the one
that makes my hands shake 
you're my whole life babe
you make me feel so whole
so don't underestimate 
what you do for a wounded soul
I looked everywhere for someone to save me 
and finally 
you are the one

the preacher speaks
God's words does he say
Faith has brought us to this day
they look in each others eyes
and only they can see

You are the one
that makes my heart beat 
that completes me
never look down upon your soul
you are the one
that makes my hands shake 
you're my whole life babe
you make me feel so whole
so don't underestimate 
what you do for a wounded soul
I looked everywhere for someone to save me 
and finally 
you are the one

no one else was there for me
no one else stopped my heart form bleding
only you can make me feel this way
only you can find my true smile
among the hopeless and the broken
you are the one that saved me from it all

you are the one
that makes my heart beat  
that completes me
never look down upon your soul
I looked everywhere
for someone to save me
and finally
you are the one

thank everything 
In this beautiful world
That made for me
you were there for me
you are the one


Details | Rhyme | |

Lifetime Valentine

Thine heart is true with such emotional bliss.
Thee are my strength, sealed with one kiss.
Valentine of mine; holds me tight above the mist.
Secures my spirit, supports me in slippery snow.
Thou are my sweetheart, sunshine on my spring list.
Our life together rises, faster than any sapling grow.
One day a year is not enough to celebrate how I feel.
Each day mine and ours affection seals, lifetime deal.


Details | Free verse | |

Love's FOREVER KISS

The Forever Kiss of  “ I DO “ LOVE; still warm upon my lips 
A Kiss Everlasting, Everyday : Entwined in the Eons of Eternity
As the sun kisses tears of dew drops from a blooming White Rose
My Heart beats Rhythmically to the crescendo of my Love for YOU
I walk the path of moonbeams, searching for the Love of my Life
Each twinkle of the stars are kisses for YOU, my only most Beloved
I hold Your hand, kiss Your cheek I whisper I will ALWAYS Love You
A Kiss Everlasting, Everyday : Entwined in the Eons of Eternity


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 | Verse | |

Our Dream

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


Details | I do not know? | |

You're my EVERYTHING

           This is not my WORLD.

           You're my WORLD.

           You're my EVERYTHING.

           You're the FLOWERS, the GRASS, 

           You're my THOUGHTS,

           You're my EVERYTHING.
            
           This is not my WORLD.
           You're my WORLD.
                     
          So now.....
                be part of my.....
                                    LOVE.



                  *please comment if you don't mind, i'd really like to know your thoughts (fav poem if you like)*
                                                  
                                                            -Angel4eva23


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

HELP HER UP

written 2nd Aug 2013



This life is not as it should be
 pick up your wife, can't you see 

You're her husband, stand up!
 give her a reason, to again believe

She means 'everything'....to this family
 shutting the door leaving her totally... Alone

Do you actually know her at all...
 damaging her heart and soul, deep within it's cold

Loneliness consumes her, it's been so long
 it must be asked...do you still love her?

Are you willing to help her to her feet again?
 or shall you sit back and watch, as she see's the end

This is completely left for only you, her husband to declare
 how much does she really mean to you...do you still care?

Will you step up, or let her rot into total depression, you see it...
 Love and care, or death and dispirit

It's all up to you!
 Her loving husband, what will you do.....


Details | Free verse | |

A Woman Like You

   Always I have dreamed of loving a woman like you ,
So kind and understanding in all of the things you do.
   Everyday you are always the same so full of life,
Making me so proud the day you become my wife.
    Never do I worry when things do not go my way,
Only words of encouragement you would have to say.
    To hear  you laugh or to see  your beautiful smile ,
Stays with me in my thoghts for such a long while.
    I am forever thinking of the happiness you bring me,
Confirming our lives together  was always meant to be .
   Every night I Thank my Lord for how special you've been,
I find myself a very Blessed man for what he did.
   A person could ask for no more when it comes to love ,
Especially when there's no doubt it was made from above.
Tac


Details | Free verse | |

skin to skin heart to heart

Skin to skin
heart to heart
bonded together
by sheer devotion
fuelled by waves of the sweetest emotion
through giving caring and sharing
a beautiful union
of deep unquenchable desire
born of true eternal love.

Peter Dome. copyright. 2012.


Details | Narrative | |

The Hat - Part 2


Josh’s drinking days were long behind him.  The three beers he drank before ordering his meal; the two beers he drank during his meal; and, the two Bailey’s he consumed after his meal had taken their effect on the middle-aged man.  He talked incessantly to the bartenders, bothered the two young ladies who sat at the bar a few stools away and staggered back and forth to the men’s room a dozen times.

Finally, reluctantly, after many hours had passed, Josh paid his tab, leaving a generous, alcohol influenced tip and wobbled out the door.  Not sure which direction to go to return to his hotel, Josh simply started off down the street, still thinking about his wife.

How much time passed is unclear, but he was many blocks away when he suddenly realized he was not wearing his fedora.  Josh did an about-face and tried to retrace his steps to the bar and bar stool where he knew his hit sat waiting for him.  Josh walked into and out of a number of bars he mistook for the one he dined in.  Although he was fooled by the outside facades, once he stepped in, he knew it was the wrong bar.  

When Josh finally stumbled upon the bar that he recognized as the one he had dined in, it was closed and the doors were locked.  It was 3:00 am.

Tears came to Josh’s eyes.  Josh felt as if losing the hat his wife had given him was a harbinger of the end and he was not ready to reach that point.  Josh simply had to retrieve that hat.  He had to get his wife back.  Somewhere, deep down in his drunken soul, Josh mustered up the strength to lift the city trash can from the corner of the street and smash it through the large glass window in front of the bar – he was oblivious to the alarms that started blaring.

Josh managed to crawl into the bar through the broken window unaware of the glass shards cutting his wrists, stomach and throat.  The moister from the blood simply mixed with the moister from his sweat.  The numbness and anesthetic nature of the abundance of alcohol he was not used to masked the extent of his injuries.

When the police arrived on the scene, Josh was found in the darkness, clutching his fedora at the foot of the stool where he had eaten his dinner.

Josh’s wife received the phone call later that morning announcing his passing.

He was buried with the fedora.


Details | Ottava rima | |

So Natural

The format at which I want to see her Is so natural, a treat I desire You bring to me so much more than pleasure I really feel like I’m sure on fire Your nudity brings me new departure You’re lovely, I definitely admire You pique my interest with your nude pose Your soft skin I surely want to expose
Russell Sivey


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 | |

Gothic Mother's Day Poem

Your beauty is a ripe and full
as the moon in view
so many tried to compete but there
talents were to few
for the mother that you are
is a hard act to follow
the love that you bring
voids the hollow
for our child's life is vibrant
due to your generous amount of love
so happy mother's babe
for you have to give you already gave.
(To my wife Courtney Dyer)


Details | Quatrain | |

A love song

Along the road of life
I carried with me,a loving wife,
more precious than gold,
from a unique mould

Since youth 'til old age
ever her page;
since love did engage,
happiness is my wage

for l CARRY WITH ME.. CONTEST


Details | Verse | |

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 | Free verse | |

Love Will Out

In February? Sun burn from looking up at the sky? 
My Oh My… Yes, it’s so very nice and warm.
The trees are blooming and it warms my heart.
Even the groundhog came out, smiled, and looked around…
Six more weeks of this winter? The Best there’s been…
I’ll get out my Valentine trappings tomorrow at dawn.
Then I will go get our leaf blower and make it to blow…
Bubbles and Valentine hearts high in the air…everywhere… 
When my Hubby reaches our home and walks in the door…
I’ll cover him in hearts full of love… with kisses galore…
Yes, I’ll show him my heart… As he walks in… 
I’m sure… On Valentine’s Day our hearts will soar, again…

Happy Valentine’s Day to All and your Loves…


Details | Lanterne | |

LOVE LOST

My
Dear wife
I love you
You don't love me
Loss


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 | Italian Sonnet | |

Orchestrated Love

Baby you are my sensual desire and my dream come true.
Your kiss is wild; your touch makes my heart swoon.
Our bodies sway and connect upon the rise of the moon.
They dance wildly sending such pleasures to me and you.
You take me to the center of the universe without any clue.
Our glorious love is more magical then any orchestrated tune.
Navigations delight as we perform our sexual roles attune
Our lust captures the love we both share, they are many not few.

You my dear are the Goddess of my dreams and so much more.
I hold you closely and you remit to my desires of mortal flesh.
Our bond is mutual and all the Heavens open up for sure.
You take my destiny to a new height while renewing it fresh.
We are bound, captured, our carnal affections has become lore.
Voluptuous lover of mine lets continue while our souls mesh.

written for
Sponsor frank herrera 
Contest Name EROTICA 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Sand Castles By The Sea

Walking along the oceans sand, in the crisp evening air
He happened upon a sand castle built by a child’s, tiny hand
It's delicate, virginal beauty, a short time it would last
Much too soon the waves of the sea would wash it to a distant past. 

      Those little footprints, ingrained on some land
      Where a sweet, small child had carefully planned
      A beautiful, fragile castle in sand 

He was painting a picture in his mind of those little hands and feet.
The nocturne of a symphony with children directing the beat.
The rolling motions of the sea kept a rhythmic roar with the waves
They rolled to the shore in syncopated lyrics making wet, sandy graves.        

          His hope he carried in his heart
          As he walked quietly along the sea
          He wanted to make everything right
          But he was doubting his ability

A silent cantata of a discordant roar of time,
Was singing a haunting melody in voice A-cappella
Chanting audible chords of memories in his mind
His thoughts went back to the little child, building a dream carved in sand
A a child who was thoughtfully shaping their future on land. 

            As he sat on the shore in pensive thought,
            His own child came to his mind. 
            A sweet little girl, not a care in her world
            Singing her innocent, happy rhymes

He’d come home from work, needing time to unwind
Too busy and tired to give his child enough time
She learned to walk and talk all while he was gone
While her mommy taught her all those cute, little songs  

           "Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffett
             Eating her curds and whey
             The little spider that sat down beside her
             Until she shooed him away" 

His wife, the apple of his eye, a woman who stood by his side
He wrote her name inside his heart, always wanted her as his bride.
They fell in love, prayed for a sweet, little child to share all their love.
The Lord in Heaven heard their prayers and sent them a little girl from above. 

             His memories led him back to home
             Knowing he made those vows without end
             Finally knowing what he must do..
             He’d take his wife and child by their hands
             To make their lovely, delicate castles in sand

                                                                  *~*


Details | Rhyme | |

I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

I was beautifully designed and wonderfully made… There’s nothing that God has given to me that I would ever trade! I was fashioned and created by God… With one thing in mind. To be an image of HIM… In a body by his design! He fashioned and formed me with the dust of the ground... He gave me his love. It ‘s all around! Though there are imperfections and “inflictions” within… God is patient and willing to forgive my every sin! Through life… I’ll endure trials, heartache and despair... God is with me... He’s always there! I know that his son, Jesus… Has given me his grace. He has provided for my life… “A resting place…” I’m going to serve this God… Whom I love so much! How I long for his presence… His “special touch…” Thank you God... For a “new” person you’re helping me to be! And may your light continue to shine through people like me! By Jim Pemberton When I'm going through a discouraging time... This poem reminds me of how special that I am to God!


Details | Limerick | |

Husbands Are in Heaven Whose Wives Scold Not

All night I dream of life without wife,
Peaceful and heavenly, without any strife .
No scolding, no nagging,
Like ‘sake’ I’m having.
Alas! Its morning and gone my life.

Dt.  23/02/14


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

I Am Woman

I am Woman. 
I am domesticated woman constantly dusting off cobwebs of infidelity. 
Tears pace down my cheeks but no, I'm fine.
It's merely thick dusty layers of despondency. 

Through scorching barren deserts she walks wither soles leather, face wrinkled, skin creased, smile inverted, eyes downturned with not a single drop in sight like the desert she walks through.
Her only condolence is knowing uba uspho lwakhe lume ngaye, inhliziyo yakhe iethe-ethe ebeleke usana lwakhe emqolo.
I am not privileged enough to call myself womankuba andikayazi inhlungu yobayintwakazi, umzali ne gqhiyazan. 

You see, the mercilessness of memory takes her back to the day of the night she cried herself to sleep,
Hoping everything would turn out right,
But all she had to show for it came morning was nothing but a bloodstained pillow which she hung on the washing line.
I am woman

You are phenomenal woman.
The clod steel claws of unkindness ripped her heart out 
Ngosuku awathy ndlela'nhle kuyise wosapho lwakhe.
All her creased hands cling onto at night is hope,
Please deliver her for her heart is too dainty.

Qina gqiyazana, qina nwakazi ngoba inyembezi zegqiyazana aziweli phantsi. 
You, 
Beautiful woman with your barren soul,
Are phenomenal woman.


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 | Rhyme | |

The Soft Spot----in my wicked heart----

You are my princess, my fairy tail, your my future queen.
You are the only thing in my future from what I have seen.
You are royality to me, and I litterally have the blood of kings.
I would even set you up in a real castle if you wanted it to be your dwellings.

I love you/everything about you, the pleasure and peace you bring,
how my heart hurts when i know you must go, how it uplifts when my phone begins to ring.
You are my morning thought, and my fading dream.
For you I would commit an onslaught, without you I come apart at the seams.

You are a petal, from a rose, 
A sexy model, striking a pose.
My eyes for you never depart, my lust for you always grows.
I would never give you up. You are the one I love and chose.

You are so beautiful, in my eyes you are jewels, you are gold.
I need you, in my heart and in my arms, you I would forever hold.
I want to confess your love, shout it from roof tops, ever so bold.
You are the one I want, to grow deeper in love with, as we get old.

This is for you Dana~Lynn,
For you I would commit every sin.
I would do it with a smile, a smirk, or a evil grin.
Let me be your yang, and I want you to be my yin.
Our love is just at the start, and yet I feel it has always been.
I would cliff dive for you, even throw in a double backspin
You are my high, you are my drug, with you I feel like I drank a bottle of Gin.
It is the vodoo that you do so well that conjurred me to be your evil jinn.

I love you Dana-Lynn Smith. Forever yours, Jesse Devile.


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 | Rhyme | |

Guitarra, Express My Heart

Guitarra, I’m begging,express my heart Pick away all that’s ever ached Place these Spanish notes beautifully To the angel of her face Guitarra pleas, express this heart Bring to life our last Latin nights Dancing that flamenco from her charcoal eyes Reviving fiesta under most romantic moonlight Guitarra as now I gently play Fingers within running throughts through ebony of her hair “El espiritu de amor” is strumming along Bringing back the yesterdays to here Guitarra passion now is in the revival As the ghost of love tangos all around Milagros, I sense you near And in this instrument forever you are found


Details | Rhyme | |

Sad Love Poem

Committing suicide is a sin in every religion,
What should I do? When my love became successful region.

Relatives says that I'm depressed about something,
Losing weight, life, enjoyment and everything.

My life is with extreme of pain,
And I have nothing to gain.

Everybody want to see my face of smile,
How can I? When you are away thousands of mile.

I remained mystery to every mind,
Because, World don't have proper bind.

Some humans think, I'm a fool,
Poor humans there thought are pool.

Please, give me a life of bell,
Otherwise, I'll become a dry well.

You won't come out of prank,
To approve all that I'm a crank.

Don't use wrong ways to dominate,
If you use more, I'll easily terminate.

You've own reasons and you're weak,
I too have a thing at peak.

I was a man of civil,
And you made me a little devil...


Details | I do not know? | |

Forever Love

Your gut feeling
Tells you it’s real
Yet he’ll tell you
It’s no big deal 

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

The hints he gives
But will deny
Living this way
You sometimes cry.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

Can you believe?
The truth is told?
Phone calls to her
Seem rather bold.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

”Do not worry”
For this you say
“We are just friends”
You talk each day.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

Your vows you took
They did not say
Having this friend
Would be okay.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

So torn apart
This life you lead
Choose me or her
For which you need.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

You turn your back
Been here before
I hate to see
You shut that door.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.

I can’t do this
For you must choose
If it is her
Then me you’ll lose.		

The trust and lies
They run so deep
Forever Love
You wish to keep.


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 | Free verse | |

Fame

 

Seeking a better life and with chance at hand, our new life awaits
Wife hires on as servant, daughter and I stowaway as it departs
Our life's dreams sail on the USS Titanic, a new future to create 
daughter and I conceal ourselves while wife toils with bunk-mates

We would change places to stay warm from bitter cold and storm
my young baby I wrapped up tight, this kept her warm to my delight
We count days till our new home, I worry and pray my wife is warm
A few days passed till that night I awoke in sheer terror and fright

Hearing metal tear, as cries and screams begin a siren sounds above
We're in warmth deep beneath the decks I grab my joy to face regret
We're not far from mom, I push and shove to get her one deck above
The time is short as I open door, to reveal wife's tears, glad to see, yet

to escape I tie a rope about our waists for in this flight can't separate
Then we begin our quest to the night air knowing we're 5 decks below
scaling 2 decks with speed, all converge but keep moving can't hesitate
Baby in hand we drag and claw moving to air, all moving with the flow

One more flight of stairs to fresh air, I take wife's hand to lead her their
Ship tilts as we get through door to sky then falling down into the night
A sudden jerk as rope catches pipe saving us as others fall in pairs
with bitter cold and death insight, I plan again how to win this fight

A mans wool coat 4 feet above I grab his coat as life slips from hope
Wrapping about my baby and wife, for warmth, in this my last night
Water rising swiftly only a few feet below, I swing wife and cut rope
Their flight to the ocean, as I follow them into the icy cold midnight

We find each other in this dark abyss, then fight to swim to life
We reach trash still afloat raising wife and babe to safety I cover tight
death assured in my last fight I tie raft to boat and tell my loving wife
I love you both fight to save your lives, as I sink from view in the night

Hours passed her body heat spent, pulls to boat in her last attempt
She wraps baby in all the clothes and begs they save her from my fame
Her baby safe as she can plan she cuts the rope with this last lament
When you all survive, let all who ask know my sweet daughter's name




This is a fictional account of the youngest survivors journey to safety, Elizabeth Gladys Dean


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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


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I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


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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.


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Shall We Try For One More Year

How many years now has it been – maybe fifty-seven? We’ve traveled down some pleasant roads, on our way to Heaven. We’ve looked into each other’s eyes – seen both joy and despair. We’ve wondered how we’d make it when resources were not there. In looking back to find just how this love of ours began I believe it is controlled by some divine master plan. I believe if God does not exist there’d be no you and me. And all this time together would be less than destiny. I know that my redeemer lives – God’s word tells me so – He sent you as a soul mate as through this life I go. He knew there would be obstacles; I know He put some there To determine if we’d solve them with the mighty gift of prayer. I believe the lesson we have learned in traveling down life’s road Is to bring our troubles to Him to lighten up the load. We realize that we’ve been blessed sharing time together here Still one decision faces us --- Shall we try for one more year? Written for my wife on the occasion of our 57th…12/21/12 … Let’s go again Darlin’…. John Posey


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Sancuary

The life I live, The choices I make,
The time I spent feeling my heart break,
The tears I've cried the sleepless nights,
The stress I endure threw out my life,
The moments I feared my deepest fears,
The loneliness I felt when you weren't here,
The pain I overcame to keep myself sane,
The moments I spent walking memory lane,
The night we made love in the pouring rain,
That was intense with suspense just the same,
The moment I knew that I fell deep in love,
Was the moment I realized you were the one,
The life that we live the choices we make,
Now all depends on the mornings we wake,
The love that we have and the knowledge we'll gain,
You'll be the one to keep my head  sane,
I'll be the support you need in your life,
I am so proud you call me your wife,
I will be who you need me to be ,
and you will be my husband forever indeed.


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Our Love Song

On this day, the first day of  the rest of our life together I pledge  my eternal love to 
only you
On this day  I gaze into your eyes and see that you are the half  that makes me 
hole
On this day I see that  trough love is really worth waiting for
On this day, the first day of the rest of our life together I pledge my eternal love to 
only you
On this day we will cry for we have found the one we are ment for
On this day we will smile for what is felt is pure joy
On this day, the first day of the rest  of our life together I pledge my eternal love to 
only you
On this day as we dance to our song we here a melody no other can here
On this day and through eternity we will dance as one
On this day, the first day of the rest of our life together I pledge my eternal love to 
only you


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Lose Control

Let’s lose control
Let’s entice the soul,
With champagne swishes
Chilled in iced bowls.
From your head to your toes
Every nerve will explode, 
Every body sensation
I’ve cracked nature’s code.
It’s not on paper 
It’s what your face shows;
It tells me go fast
Then it tells me go slow,
Then blows my mind
Showing Lose control.
All exposed
The most radiant glow,
The most beautifulness thing 
Ever let go.
Lose control
Feel safe…there’s no foes,
Only me…Let go…
Lover Lose Control.


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My Baby

You are my rock, The shelter of 
my heart, The house that builds 
me, on this white pearly, golden,
platform, with our father, 
The Almighty, You are 
the seed, planting me, In A 
garden of full bloom, beyond 
the growth of A flower, You are 
my blanket, Of Southern 
Comfort, That kept me warm, 
Without you there's "NO 
MEANING," to my LOVE, I 
thank GOD, the day He put you 
on this EARTH, and MADE you 
MINE, My Baby you are that 
precious gem, In my eyes, I 
gleam shinning,TRUTH N' HONESY,
Never To Loose Sight,Never To 
Make You Mad,or Never To Make 
You Angry,Never To Make You Cry, 
Never To Break Your Heart, 
Never To Abuse, Nor Neglect, 
You......
I only want to give, You A 
GENUINE LIFE, AS YOUR WIFE, 
AS YOU MY HUSBAND,
as we go hand n' hand to 
begin, This conquest journey, 
against the burning sun, to the 
ends of the moon, "YES," we 
will struggle, Even fight like, 
The cats n' dogs, but what 
relationship doesn't, it will only 
make us stronger, or it may
even break us, but as we strive 
to our best, forth each 
other, To bond our passion, 
in wed-lock,,,,,
Because loving you, 
makes it all worth the wild 
against the sand... I love you, 
My Baby!!!


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Come and Go Chicago

Come and Go Chicago – Zamreen Zarook
 
Where are you going my lady?
Where are you from my sweetie?
What ever you ask my buddy,
You won’t get the paddy.
 
She became a liar,
Because of your chore,
Two questions that you murmur,
Master, don’t forget that you were the rear.
 
You became a sinner,
Without knowing what is inner,
Now you know the manner,
So, never to forget the dinner.

Cease to care for those questions,
Nothing you gain from the considerations,
Everyone has their own equations,
So,they do have their explanations.

 


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Wedding Poem

Today is the day we join in life and love.
To love, honor, respect, each other forever.
As we live in this life, and in Heaven above.
God bonds us together today and forever.
We join in union together in heart as one.
Our minds intertwined not put aside by any.
We share this day with all who live in Heaven.
For those who have gone on their path, before us.
Let Angels ring the bells, which sound in Heaven.
Sending a message to all we are one, together.
Our love we pledge between us everlastingly.
Through turmoil, adversity our love will grow.
Along with all our happiness, that God will show.


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Authentic Love

My love for you is ecstasy
Veracity, no fantasy,
With all my passion,
Forever bound upon our souls,
Delivered in delightful goals,
Pleasing our fashion.


written on
04/20/2012


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SPECIAL ANGEL

                                                     Living a life for many years,
                                                  I overcome sadness with fears,
                                               Because somebody is always there,
                                                 Whom I called my “Special Angel”

                                                     Her love for me is forever,
                                                A good wife and a good mother,
                                             She is my strength and my adviser
                                                        I thank God for her.

                                                Doing my service to the people,
                                          Help them with a smile and be humble,
                                               My mission is to be an example,
                                     To be a good citizen yet stay a life so simple

                                                  Blessings are overflowing,
                                                Not with any material things,
                                                   But for family and friends,
                                              I considered them as God-send.

                                                 All my success and failures,
                                           My special angel always has a cure,
                                                Her heart is strong and pure,
                                  She’s a blessing to me by our Almighty Creator.

                 (A poem dedicated to one of the nominee for San Lorenzo Ruiz 2012)


Details | Couplet | |

A Fact Of Life - Couplet Challenge

Scrubbing the oven is not my thing
But it’s part of the deal with a wedding ring


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Always.

Throughout your entire life
I have been standing beside you

For I have been in love with you
Long before our eyes first locked

I’ve felt contentment in your essence 
A lifetime in the depths of my spirit

I knew your first words ever spoken to me
Long before your voice captured me

Looked upon myself through your eyes
Bathing in your beauty through my own

The love of your touch comforted me
As I closed my eyes and wrapped you in thought

Everyday passing you accepted me
As I gave everything of myself to you

I never doubted what I knew as truth
That inevitably our paths would cross

Forever changing to the reality that is you
 From what I had always held…a dream


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Anniversary Roses

A floral fragrance, sweet perfume
It lingers here within this room
As flowers in spring, surely bloom
Still, none compare to you

Your scent, it floats on a breeze
It finds me then it weakens knees
So wonderful, always meant to please
I love you, yes I do


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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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Imagine

I always imagine you scratching my back
Kissing you
Holding you
Reminding me to relax
Secrets created remain secrets
Love created forced to be repressed
Feelings of lust overcome my being
Needing thoughts of you to even rest

I always imagine me curling next to you in a warm place
Touching and rubbing you firmly and sharing your space
Needing to be where u are
Outside of my mind though you're just too far
Untouchable it seems
Only seeing you in my dreams

I always imagine how it would be for just one night
To find out if it's really good or just alright
But in the meantime, I'll just imagine
because the hurt it would cause would be a major distraction
then it's over before it began
too much to even start to comprehend

I always imagine how good we’d fit
and if the lust is worth a try to pursue it
Becoming obvious to subtle movements of attraction
Slowing giving ourselves away
Silently whispering at every moment anticipating the time to play
Limited chances create chances to pull away
but passion and lust take over
and we’ll regret it as we lay

Because at this rate, my imagination has overcome,
I’m ready to murder consequences and consciousness about
what our business is and what we’ll become
Still maintaining home
Still escaping guilt and fear
Imagine being there for just one moment
Imagine letting go now
The moment is stolen by hurt and despair
for the innocent pair
Imagine being one of the pair


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The Way Towards Great Hope

Prayer gift of the Spirit
Makes us men and women of hope
Prayer keeps the world
Open to Eternal God

To pray alone is good
Even more beautiful
Fruitful
To pray together

Many ways to become acquainted to Him
There are experiences, groups
Encounters, Courses
To pray

Take part of parish liturgies
Be abundantly nourished by the word of Eternal God
With active participation
In the Sacraments


The baptized
Confirmed by the Eternal Holy Spirit
The Holy Eucharist, communion
So as to live as authentic friends and witnesses of Father Christ


4202013


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passion and persuation

The Illuminating path's Serenade my Vision, The Blindening Rays of faithful horizon leap into me, Our Memories of togetherness clasp me to the loop of life, still I am lusting to cross-over and meet the Chaismatic-End!! After which,our souls will intertwine and remain in enlightened glory forever! Life had been an autumn full of blossoms, My love lay in my arms in unrequited glory, life was a maze of puzzled quotes, the dooming evil recruited you into its gloomy shadows, and i learn't my first chapter about death. DEATH is a slow poison gushing through time and seeping through seconds, Blistering a thousand souls, abandoning a many infants, sucking away the more needed ones, Thwarting pain and inflicting illicit wounds. BUT losing hope means losing "US" At a jerk,our infancy angel crosses over with warmth, And the hallucinating illuminating paths fade away!! And i realize my quest in this unfarthomable journey, TO LIVE,LOVE AND SUCCEED DEATH!!


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Eternity

 You are my king,
And I am your queen,
Our hearts are our palace,
For all eternity.


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Sonnet 021413

My past life was like a cold lump of clay
Forced to caricature, no more no less
Numbed and swinish, departed and grey
With a fractured heart, slack and lifeless

Though I wandered harshly; looking but locked
And twice pulled sparing arrows from my chest
A true golden beauty leaned in and knocked
Some sense into my head; my God I’m blessed

I look at my life here and now with you
And I find life in bloom all around me
A garden of growth filed with soft and new
Fruits and flowers beside the Sacred Tree

The pieces of my heart, your touch restores
And the key to my love, forever yours


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Wine painted lips

Wine painted lips
Lips the sun had kissed
Left a black mark 
Later became a scar.
It didn’t spoil her beauty
I did what I did this was my duty.
She was my dream
She became my wife, my moonbeam.
We broke many hearts
Not to be apart.
I showed her the way
Just for her to stay.
We drove million miles
Together we smiled.
She is there and I am here
This I didn’t plan
We ended up in tears.


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Thirsty

There was a spider webbing himself
an empire along my bathroom
walls.
It had sat there for weeks
devouring
everything
that happened along its web.

Feeling the thirst
come upon me one night
I left my bed, 
my wife & child,
went into the bathroom,
found that spider
& sat beside it for a few
moments.

There it sat juicing
some small fly.

After its meal
I smashed the life out of it
with my bare hand.
Its carcass glued to my palm
I went back to bed
beside my wife & child
still
thirsty.


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Surface Tension

And so another winter evening finds us
  With breadsticks on the table by the water,
Preoccupied and staring at the menus
  Considering which meal to choose for slaughter.

With effort I can come to some decision,
  With equal thought you may just get there too,
Yet agony prolonged delays the moment
  When you must talk to me and I to you.

The years have flown so swiftly and eventful,
  The children have grown up and moved away,
Leaving us each other in seclusion,
  Ill at ease with little left to say.

The strain is felt in hanging on together
  When each of us would rather be elsewhere,
Engaged in socialising with some other,
  With whom we could relax and laugh and care.

Small ripples spread across the surface tension,
  Not near enough to cause the surface break,
“I think I’ll have the pasta,” you inform me,
  And I reply: “I think I’ll have the steak.”


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Swinging on a Star

Hanging in the sky,
each and every night above,
a light in the dark
given with a heart of love,
“Semper illic” just like me.


~Semper illic means always there in Latin~

Tirzah Conway


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How to Invest in your Valentine Hours ?

How to Invest in your Valentine Hours ?


Daisies are Stubby,
Daffodills have a Spout,
Watch out for Cupid,
For He's Sure to be Out.

Poppies are Red,
Forget-Me-Nots are Blue,
Be Sure to get Flowers,
For your Little Missy-Sue.

Marigolds are Short,
While Sunflowers are High,
Chocolates are Sweet,
Prepare for your Cutie-pie.

Pink Pansies with Petals so Soft,
Lily of the Valleys that Smell so Sweet,
This Time and Day you Must Share,
Dinner on the Town will Be a Nice Treat.

Some Flowers like to Climb,
While many Others Seem to Crawl,
A Smile - Tight Hug with a Gentle Kiss,
Realizing your Efforts were Worth it ALL !


Written by William Arthur Tell

Lu 12:27 Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto 
you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.


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The worst morning after

The worst morning after


One bottle and half of brandy gone
And my, how I did carry on
The morning after, goodness me!
I was a just heap of misery

The wife, she left me in the car
I think she thought I'd gone too far!!
She really had no sympathy
And made me clean up after me

My head was twirling round and round
Oh, what Karma I had found
My neck, my head, my everything
Oh what pain this morn did bring

For two whole days this lasted for
I said I’d never drink no more
That was so many years ago
And drinking booze is still a  'no!!’.

19 July 2013 @ 0450hrs.


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Love Me Till Tomorrow

I do not ask you Dear
To love me to the end;
Until the oceans cease
And all the stars descend.
I do not ask you stay
Till sun and fire consume;
And all the world explodes
In one great final boom.
In all our lovely years
I only ask the crumbs;
Love  me till tomorrow
And hope tomorrow comes.


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Big Breast Footle

As lad
And cad

Big breast
Are best

Now old
I’m told

By Sal
My gal

No way
She’d say

Big breasts
Digest

You stoop
They droop

Then sag
Then drag

My back
Ack, ack

Big breast 
Not best

Deduce?
Reduce!

Next up
Small cup

You guessed
Protest?

No way
I’d say

Big breast
Not best

The test?
Love nest!

Mdailey	2/8/12


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Royce's Choice

a saraband subtitled:  LIfe Is a Dance

Folks show'ring her with potpourri,
Sweet Sallie starts her odyssey
dancing up the row t'wards me -
her shining knight with glowing smile.
We say, "I do," and rush the aisle
while cleric shouts with lifted voice,
"I give you, Todd and Sarah Royce."

A hundred nights in this romance
has found my wife with looks askance.
Her first love is, of course, the dance.
I twist, I step to reappraise
this waltz through life in cabarets.
She cancans while I play the 'bone;
we move this way apart, alone.

I watch as dance technician leads.
Resolving what this mission needs,
my proposition thus proceeds
to yield divorce to Roger Band -
who grabs the chance for Sallie's hand.
And valiant knight just rides away
from Sarah Band, dance protégé...


HM


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Partners in Life and Love

Walk me to the riverside drown me in my sorrows.
Then I may begin again and this time with much more.
When you drown I and my sorrows wake your spirit.
So we may travel on this road so short and narrow.
Each day I face your honor and your fortitude.
I awaken to a new paradox that you call plain love.
Love has always been hard for me to cling too.
Not that I am heartless, you know that I am not.
We cherish each other, we serve one another.
We, as you say can beat any battle that we face.
So if I stagger and do not fall, start me out again.
Keep me on the same track that your heart travels.
And our lives together will be full of such rewards.
While our love and partnership will last forever.


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Goodnight, My Love

My head’s upon my pillow Still light enough to see How lucky I truly am By the face in front of me She doesn’t even know it As shadows bless her face I will follow her anywhere At any time, to anyplace She’s my feather in the wind The floating guide before my eyes I’ll follow her forever Wherever she so flies My inspiration and my muse She’s a feather from a dove My one and only forever She’s my one and only love Her silence, there, is beauty Her scent, of angel’s breath I’m enslaved to all she is My strength, there’s nothing left I am weakened sure and like it If it means to share her life As my eyes close on my pillow Good night my love, my wife She’s my feather in the wind The floating guide before my eyes I’ll follow her forever Wherever she so flies My inspiration and my muse She’s a feather from a dove My one and only forever She’s my one and only love


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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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Jesus We Ask for Your Protection

Jesus… We Ask For Your Protection! Jesus… We ask for your protection upon our home. May our family sing praises around your throne! May you be honored in the things we say and do! May our hearts be as an expression of YOU! We pray that your blessings will be received! May your spirit of loving, be what’s achieved! We pray that we’ll strive for a Godly way of living! And walk before you, in a spirit of thanksgiving! We pray that our vows to one another will be ”reinforced!” Help us to stay strong, and not drift “off course.” May your peace be what binds us together! Allowing you to be our lord… Now and forever! Please bind our hearts together as one! May your words guide our daughters and sons! We thank and bless you! And praise your holy name! An abundant life with you, may we seek to obtain. You are and will always be the Lord for us! We give you our love, and all of our trust! You give us everything we have ever needed! With you, our home has been completed! By Jim Pemberton


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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


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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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I love you I do

                                                             
I love you so much. I really do.
I never thought I would love anyone else until I met you.
Unlike anyone else,
You have a way of making me feel good about myself.

Never thought I would feel this way.
I cant believe you proposed to me today.
You did it in front of all these people.
You knew I wouldn’t say no.
I will never let you go.

You always make me smile when  I ‘m  not in the mood.
You’re honest. You have  a good heart.
That’s why I choose to say I do.

I love you so much.
Love you more than  life.
I am more than honored to become your wife.
From the bottom of my heart,
We will always  be  together  baby
Til death do us part


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Wakin' Up Dead

I woke up one morning,
A pain rose through my head;
I looked down at the mattress,
And saw that I was dead!

My wife stood there crying,
While the kids loudly wept;
Somehow I had slipped away,
That night I'd soundly slept!

Those who truly hated me,
Were suddenly my kin;
Oh, how worldly possessions,
Makes them forget your sins!

Ripping through our front door,
Like a big ol' rabid bear;
They took my simple clothing,
Even my favorite chair!

My flat screen and computer,
Waltzed right through the door;
Those dirty, rotten savages,
Stepped back in for more!

My wife called the cops,
They arrived in an hour or so;
The scene was a mini battlefield,
As they joined in on the fiasco!

Pictures, lamps, and dishes,
These animals didn't care;
They took the last roll of toilet paper,
Who said that crap was fair?!

Both cars were missing,
No one cares about the dead;
I was stripped completely naked,
While I laid there on my bed!

Thank God these human rodents,
Never returned for more;
All that remained for my family,
Was a box spring on the floor!

Although I never died that day,
I embraced a nightmare's chill;
I dashed for a pen and paper,
Then started on my will!




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A Precious Wife


A Precious Wife… Jesus has brought to me the gift of eternal life… And has greatly blessed me with a beautiful wife! Help me Lord to not be deceived by other things I see… May I continue to love the wife you gave to me! Help me not to be carried away with “suspicion.” But to give my wife all of my love and affection! In my wife, may I daily seek her inner beauty… And treat her like the finest diamond and ruby! By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Loyal Bride

Ignorance must be stitch inside
Because I've believed every word lied
The price of a loyal bride

On the outward I now hide
Pain crumbling my heart inside
The price of a loyal bride

Rumors spread, but I put them to mute
Saving your name while you covered it with soot
Until blindness wore off my then dimmed sight
And I was shockingly aware they were right

You whisper her name in your dreams at night
I wanna tell you I know, but I don't wanna fight
Afraid you'll leave the commitment we made
For someone whom's body you've layed 

Though truth is no longer denied
I'll still hold to you while you backslide
The price of a loyal bride 

And to my vows I will abide
No matter sleepless nights I've cried
The price of a loyal bride


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Just Give Me A Break

You say you’re too tired to help me,
Or you have too many things to do,
I’m drowning in exhaustion, can’t you see,
I just need a little extra help from you,
To give me a break and pull me through;

I understand you didn’t sleep last night,
And the grass is getting out of control,
But everything doesn’t have to be a fight,
Everyday isn’t about reaching a goal,
We do have time to take a stroll…


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Bells and Cries

A lovely lady;
Growing inside, a new life.
A man in a tux.

Another bell rings now.
Final grades, balanced college offers,
Off to another adventure.

Damp ground, headstones.
Growing inside, a new life,
Done with their adventures.

-Caroline Youngless


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Comfort in my arms

As you lay right beside me
Snuggled tightly in my arms
I haven’t got a care in the world

Your sweet smell envelops me
Your soft gentle, skin caresses mine
As warmth is shared, our bodies curled

Stress and worry dissipate
Finding comfort in each other
As our two souls become one

We drift gently off to sleep
As our breathing begin to sync
As if our love has just begun

Waking still in my embrace
Not wanting to leave each other
But we let go all the same

Now we’re off to seize the day
Knowing we will return again
To that comfort we will reclaim


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I Needed You To Stay

(chorus)

Watch these eyes fill with tears
I don’t know where to go from here
Everything is always the same
Lonely nights filled with pain
Why cant I rearrange
Why does opening up feel so strange
Is this what's meant to be,
A life with only me

 I sit and watch down the hall,
Silence waiting for your call,
If I could just hear you say
That you need me today
Then everything would be ok,
I cant make this go away.
Ive done it again
When will this end
Where is my friend
I needed you to stay.

(chorus)
Watch these eyes fill with tears
I don’t know where to go from here
Everything is always the same
Lonely nights filled with pain
Why cant I rearrange
Why does opening up feel so strange
Is this what's meant to be,
A life with only me

You told me I was the one,
Yet its over before it begun
You took my heart
and tore it apart
Where the hell did this come from
All the tears I cried
From all your lies
I cant make this go away
I needed you to stay

 (chorus)
Watch these eyes fill with tears
I don’t know where to go from here
Everything is always the same
Lonely nights filled with pain
Why cant I rearrange
Why does opening up feel so strange
Is this what's meant to be,
A life with only me


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What I owe

It is my belief that the amount of debt that I have incurred during my long journey thru this life can never be fully repaid by a mortal man such as me. How much can it be?

One debt that I owe that I can never adequately repay is the love and understanding of my cherished wife who has shared her life with me. 

What amount can be assessed, matter not what the endeavor, matter not the task, this wife of mine is always there to assist, never complaining while shouldering more than her share of the load?

How do I know an amount to be levied or know what I owe for the four beautiful children that she bore and shepherd through their early life and seen them on their way? 

I have nothing to pay to cover the debt of seeing these same children that I am proud to call my own, become strong productive members of our society now with children of their own.

What amount is now owing for the pleasure that I see as I watch how well these grandchildren have made a start on their own families, lives and careers as they move toward future years?

What amount do I owe for the gift of this life that has been given to me by the generations that have gone before, that allowed me to be born into this land of the free?

What is my share of the debt owing to the young men and women that serve in our military and fight and die for us each day as others have done before, yet thankfully I personally have never had to experience the horrors of a war?

What is the value of my place upon a land of plenty where in this life I have never known real hunger or lacked for medical care in my time of need or longed for just a spark of hope?

What do I owe for the sights that I see as I gaze at the mountains, rivers and the sea that spread out before us all as we travel across this land?

I know that these debts cannot be paid in mere monetary terms but only by showing my deep appreciation and a heartfelt “thank you” while explaining to all how much they all have meant to me?

Conveyance of this message hopefully may help to render full payment and hopefully settle the score. I can only hope that will be the case.


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God is in the Details

I want to
               Do
Things
            To you …

My fingers dance
Restless, tingling

Remember our
First night?

OH

MY

GAWD!

My tongue trembles
Behind my lips,
Warm, luxurious,

Waiting …

Remember?
That first night?

    Oh
     My
       Gawd!

And my 
              Netherworld?

My
Bristly, furry forest?

Wants its pine cones plucked its
Needles stroked its
Burgeoning wildlife tamed –

Hey! You can bark
Up this tree
Any time, honey!

Oh do I

Want to do

Things
               To you

Remember that, first.

Night? Oh My Gawd!
Come here come here, come

   Here

Come
Hither and yon

While I

Do things

To you


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WAKE UP

Do not sleep, in the Mysteries of  “ LIFE “
For You may find: You have Lost Your WIFE
Imagine the devastation   : that tears Your Heart in TWO
A PAIN inflictive in a History of My “ LOVE for Y O U “ 

Do not sleep, in the Fantasies of  “ LIFE “
For in those Dreams, YOU will lose Your WIFE
Feel the cold steal blade, stabbing into a Lifeless Heart 
Seer the Flesh : with the fires of Hell, that burn a Broken Heart

Do not sleep, in the Destruction  of “ LIFE “ 
In the aftermath , when the sea stole my WIFE
When the sky was Darken, with FOREVER Grief
Will the Heaven God promised me, be my Relief

Do not sleep, in God’s Everlasting Gift of LIFE
For You would miss the Joy,  of FOREVER with Your “WIFE “
                             Eternal LIFE
                        WITHOUT a WIFE
                           Has to be Hell
                             WAKE UP !!

Author’s Note : A  Fortieth Anniversary POEM
          For My Beloved “ L E N O R E “


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Fired Up

Fired Up

Suddenly slow, then frozen up…My heart began to pound.
My computer means so much to me. It’s my touch to the outside world.
Then my knight came in the door… determined my dragon to slay. 
And let me tell you… as dragons go… he can slay anything.

Dragon fire can be hot, but this one was immensely worse.
Nothing at all seemed to work. This dragon was really strong.
Shield after shield fell from my knights’ grip… 
But thank God… he never, ever gave up.

Night after night he fought with might and studied his foe with thought.
Each night he scanned every road… for where a lair could be stowed.
His sword swung with might nightly… erasing him from the land. 
But still the dragon was able to come back breathing fire upon all at hand.

He knew how to open every back door. He was cleverer than any I had seen.
But steady as a rock my knight and prince… continued to protect my way of life.
Finally, one day, with four new shields and with Excalibur by his side…
The dragon's spawn was slayed one last time,  then a miraculous silence remained…

My knight had sacrificed so much time and sleep… that I truly cried.
This dragon was from a far away land where more dragons are made with pride.
But my dear knight is willing to wait by my side… His shield and sword nearby.
Thank you I say with hugs and kisses… For my knight in shining armor, my life… 


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Worlds Apart

Worlds Apart…

The words are in my head, but I don’t know what to say
And I don’t know where to start, we’re worlds apart…

So many years of love between us
So many days of joy we’ve shared
So many countless nights of passion
And now we feel the wear and tear
Can’t see through the wall between us
Can’t live through the endless fight
Can’t survive the pain or pressure
Close our eyes to the blinding light

The words are in my head, but still I don’t know what to say
And I don’t know where to start, because we’re worlds apart…

Seen through your eyes or through mine
I believe the picture looks the same
The truth is all wrapped up in lies
And neither of us can hide the shame
Not one of us better than the other
We both can read between the lines
With each day it grows much clearer
We both have seen the warning signs

The words are all within my head, but some things I just won’t say
And I don’t know where to start, we are worlds apart…

Another night of useless struggle 
As you now dream asleep at rest
And tomorrow come the morning
I will arise to another breath
And as another day of endless longing 
Begins to come alive in me
Still another part now weeping
Will fail to open its eyes and see

The words are all within my head, but I don’t know what to say
And I don’t know where to start, we are worlds apart…


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The Fight and How It Felt

She threw me the hurtful look, that bleeding-inside feeling
Fell upon me and the whip lashed well
Across those deep soft parts
That quiver within and dare not show themselves.

I nearly snarled, the need to cool pain its transfer was great,
But then the blackness of the moment
Blinded my soul and filled it with Sad,
And whatever inward strength I had deserted me.

Love, replete with sins of omission,
Keeps count of the subtle slights
And stores them in its pantry of poisons
Ready to pour into one another's wounds whenever wretchedness
Brings the bonding close and sharp together.

All the love in the sun is good
Where we want to always be, though we cannot,
For life will not permit this.
The sun casts shadows that follow behind us and threaten;
Better to stand in pairs and face them
To suffer together and learn
Learn to take it all as it comes at us, feel through all the abuse
And grope beyond 
To where control depends on us alone
To where no games are played
To where the truth is told plainly, face to face,
To where we love and afflict one another because it is so empty and fearsome
To be alone.
Together we are more than one, less than two, stronger than all.

Lash went the whip and the pain burnt clear
Why such a ritual must be followed is not for reason to sort out
For the Fates have tied our lives together and we must walk as one
With the heart of each in the other's hand,
Knowing love to be a thing of fear and anger and confusion
Quite thoroughly mixed with joy.
So strike out and savor the hurt that flows in the bad times,
That it may teach us what we need to know about the good times,
And those good times tell us what we need to know about ourselves.

My love for you is too great to be put off by pain.
Come along my dear, let's step back into our private world,
Ready to go at it all again.


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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


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Love it

I love it when you're kissing me
I love it when your hands touch my thighs
Passion slowly increasing
breathing deeper
Gaining momentum for the moment 
that draws nearer
Now you're whisperin in my ear
Temperature's rising
moaning, grinding
my body to the rhythm of each 
breath
Enjoying kisses with your tongue on 
my neck
While creating secrets between us 
that manifest
into beautiful stories of lust and 
fantasy
Unafraid to confess 
Rivers flow
The scent of the pheremones 
The beat that the song's on
Tuned in to your passion 
I’m feeling it’s time to make this happen
Finally releasing fear and stress
through pure emotion and love 
Freedom from hurt and distress
I love it when you’re kissing me
I love it when your hands touch my thighs...


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Burned

It’s six pm
Dinner’s in the oven
Table set for two
One of us, here waiting
But that is nothing new
We agreed to have this evening
You got held up there again
Don’t like the way this’ going
Is this coming to an end

Smoke is rising to the ceiling
It’s now seeping out the doors
Both dinner and I are burning
We can’t take this anymore
The fire in the oven
Is the same that’s in my heart
Too bad you won’t be home tonight
To see we’ve come apart

Damn my waiting and your lies
I really don’t know what to say
Hopefully when you see the house
You’ll know that I too burned away
Because… I always get burned this way

It’s six fifteen
The dinner’s still burning
Smoke fills the air
I’m ready to run
Cause it seems you don’t care
Supposed to be here at five
It’s now six fifteen
Not a word or a call
Not a text or anything

Damn my waiting and your lies
I really don’t know what to say
Hopefully when you see the house
You’ll know that I too burned away
Because… I always get burned this way

Smoke is rising to the ceiling
It’s now seeping out the doors
Both dinner and I are burning
We can’t take this anymore
The fire in the oven
Is the same that’s in my heart
Too bad you won’t be home tonight
To see we’ve come apart


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The Spirit in and of POETRY

I thought my Poetic Soul died , I thought of the Tears I have Cried 
A Heart  feeling pain and Destruction, after the loss of  my Beautiful Bride

As YOU gaze to the Future and the Past; In the Eons of Eternity Does LOVE Last??
Write with the feelings in YOUR Heart, as the Spirit knows this is a Good Place to Start 

My Spirit has walked the Dreams of my Past,  My tears in a ocean of Sorrow
Yet my Heart Beats Forever, in LOVE with Loving YOU for Eternity’s of Tomorrow 


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Mother Mary

Over your head is a shining light,
Oh mother Mary what a blissful sight.

You came to the world to bless us all,
You brought a son to save the world.

You appear to the sick to give them hope,
To bless them and comfort their soul.

So gentle mother Mary, please bless me
And my family in this life’s journey.

A journey of hope that the ever lasting place
Is a better place for us all.

Please mother Mary help the sick,
Heal them with your blessings this i wish.

I kiss the ground where you walked,
The land of the Cedars that stood so tall.

You are there in every place,
On our hearts we engraved your face. 


Details | Free verse | |

Seeds of love

She planted seeds of love deep in my heart
that flourished and bloomed like a flower
nourished with tender care
and summer love
with soft warm kisses
that rained down on me
like a welcome refreshing
invigorating shower.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


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eyes of a wise love

Pain is the voice commanding you to the hollow caves of 
suffering, to remain sane she needs to touch feeling secure in this lifetime her 
tension begats the purest love, passionate treasure seem forbidden in the 
land of the lost, allow me to retreat your memory from the 
deceptive knowledge that has shackled a once spirited soul, with a tender kiss at 
the sweetest point of your defense resilence serves as royalty catapulting the 
volumes of your beauty, surely goodness and mercy rest within the blink of 
your eyes, evident is the strength of your character enhanced by 
bravery and sacrifice that have masked the lifelong journey you thought to be 
disastrous, the rays of the sun cast out anew light of motivation in this recovery of love a 
protected creation is now her guided conscience, a soothing rebirth of 
life.


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Unfinished Life

Unfinished life

Joey was the girl that I married
For the years my name she carried

We made a family my wife and I 
When she passed I did cry

What will be with the rest of  my life
Someday again to be with my wife

I would like to say to my wife thank you
Also again to say I do

I wish she was here to see
What our grandchildren will grow to be

From a young girl to a woman to my wife
She’s gone and left an unfinished life



Details | Light Poetry | |

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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Transparent White Vail

I woke up when the roof caved in, the smoke slithered under my  bedroom door
As I Crawled through my Sin, to that bedroom door, as I slowly Lift Myself off the Floor
I look through the window, and what do I see; My Bride, My Wife, My LOVE : LENORE
Shouting “ Harry the “Vail” is all You have Left of  “ ME “ “Open the door “ SAVE ME “
I cry as  memories, burn off the wall, I see the “Vail “ untouched by Satan’s Fire
The Burning Hot Flames, are biting on me; the Untouched : Vail “ is all I can see
My   “FOREVER and ALWAYS, My Most Only; BELOVED, LENORE my DESIRE 
I Grasp the : “ Transparent White Vail “  Jump through the Window of  “ ETERNITY “
In a black flame of glory; the Devil speaks to me “ You Do Love Your Wife “ LENORE ?“
I Look at the Ecru, Aging Transparent White Vail. My ALWAYS and FOREVER “LENORE”
                                    Begone Satan you do not belong here
                                 With Almighty GOD,the GOD that you fear
Inspired by the Contest : " Last Chance : Sponsored by Kristen Bruni
Dedicated to Forty Years of LOVE To my Life, My Wife, Lenore Ellen (Adams) Johnson 
November 4, 1951 - August 25, 1971 YOU are ALWAYS Remembered in My HEART

Author's Note : The Vail is what I would save in a fire; but I was robbed four Years Ago : The Thief's Prize -  " A Transparent White Wedding VAIL "  Please bring It Back
                       LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER,  YOUR Liege...HG


Details | I do not know? | |

She's My Life

She’s My Life


She thinks she’s not fancy
and she thinks she’s not pretty
and that she’s not good enough for me,
but what she doesn’t know is that;  I don’t like fancy, 
that she is pretty, she’s way too good for me
and that she’s my Life!

We’ve been together for what seems like forever
and I know I’ve gotten a little lazy
you know; I think I don’t even remember
what it’s like not to have you as my wife.

I hate to say this but sometimes I make her cry, 
don’t ask me why 
I guess I just take the struggles of my day
out on her 
you know, the job, the bills..just everyday life!  

Then I get to thinking.....what am I doing?
I must be crazy
what would I do if I go too far and she leaves me.
I can’t live without her, 
Sometimes I can be such a slug.
Quickly I must say I’m sorry & give her a kiss & a hug
and let her know that she’s too good for me
and let her know that I love her.
That she’s my Life and I Need Her Forever as My Wife!

C Gill
10-16-2008


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Adolescence

15th jan2012
(This rhyming couplet has been inspired by the two of the three women who mean a lot to me. One my wife Subha and the other  my daughter Swati…..my other daughter Sruti is twelve and along with me is a witness to the interaction between my wife and my elderdaughter.This is what my elder girl has to say......)

Life as it is now seems to me all but confused, No one seems to try and understand me and am never excused. Mom, dad, elders & teachers, They act as if I have within me morbid creatures. They don’t seem to understand, That, my life is for me to run and not to be canned. They just can’t and should not run it, And only then can all of us be together close knit. I now have sensed, in two different worlds we dwell, And two different zones, theirs easy mine hell. I fail to understand why they can’t to “control” bid farewell, Cause unless they do so the more I will rebel. I just don’t care about grounding and punishment, Cause they cannot, sink my hope or even dent. Now all I care is about freedom, memories and dreams, Of people I love, things I want to do and words I want to bravely scream. How I wish they would try to understand, The problems of the teens and how these tend to only expand. They just will not understand, Comparing “back then” & now is not just the tick of the hour hand, But a gap of many eons and different time zones, Alas now I am on my own….. Trying to hold on… Be better known….. But be let alone…. Bemoan….. Alone ...


Details | Lay | |

Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter today. Gosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart sing. you have no idea how much i am happy right now.
Pending
you cant even imagine how happy i am right now. I GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
Pending
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever taking. even on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
Pending
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagine. lol. i wanna hear your voice so bad again. just to boost my high right now. lol. DAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Pending
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as you. Damn i wanna see you so much right now. So how do you expect for me to live with just me. MUAH i love you baby.


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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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I Am So Very Thankful

I’m So Very Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for!


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Innocence behind bars

Lurking behind the bars
He ,time and again remembers the day
The day when he was woken 
from his warm bed	
With a gun pointed at his temple
Startled, he heard the screams
of his wife from his bedside
Ruthlessly pushed down 
and dragged through the stairs
Rolled mercilessly into a military van
That was the last day ,he heard his wife…
her shrieking cries
Still after so many years, he does not know
why this happened to him
They told him that someone informed them
that he was a terrorist
While the truth was 
that he wasn’t aware of anything
He just knew, to live a simple life 
with his wife and family
Snatched from his nest ,
he lurks in a cold bed
No hopes left, since now he knows
That no one knows about his whereabouts
His kids and family are not even aware
Whether he is dead or alive
He has been now officially listed
in ‘missing persons’ list
His dreams snatched from his eyes
Innocence lurks behind the bars
And on the other side
A wife waits and hopelessly waits
for her missing husband


Note…my place Kashmir has witnessed unrest for two decades now…innocent people were taken from their beds and branded as terrorists by government agencies…most of the arrests had no paper work so there was no record of their arrests so no one knows where they are…though most of them were killed in custody and then buried in mass graves ,some of them may still be lurking in some unknown jails..The wife’s of such person’s are known as ‘Half widows’ here …hundreds  of such half widows are waiting for their husbands…


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Love's little trick.

Your fire burns with a holy light, 
will hold a glow right through the night,
eye's I see that you possess,
its you I need, your sweet caress.

Your taste is that of virgin angels,
simply less could never imagine.
Silky dress and rosy lips,
its mine tonight, include those hips.

My heart pulsates at your body's scent,
your blood, your veins, my soul is bent.
Behold my hands they ache for you,
it is my luck that's lost so few.

I lay you down and hold your head,
this is our temple, our home, my bed.
My breath is warm and oh so deep,
to you I give my soul to keep.

How long now must I still wait?
You caught me well, with a lovers bait,
You tease and taunt with unholy grace,
I swear to God its sin your face.

You smile the sinners bitter grin,
so now you keep the child within.
The way is done there is no more,
you tricked my path and broke my law.

Goodbye lost love, its my turn now,
a new path is made, I know not how.
Destiny calls, this is our fate,
maybe now you'll have to wait.


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Hospice

Her hands shook
as they wheeled
him away.
Had his lips
been dry? 
Had his body
ached? 
Had he longed
for a touch
against his
fragile skin? 
Could she
have done more
to relieve
his pain? 
Could she
have loved him more, 
needed him more, 
begged him more
to stay? 
Her head swam
in the deafening silence
of guilt and sorrow
as she
buried herself
for feeling
relief.


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Love at Hello

Your words escape from your mouth like the rain escapes from the clouds above
Your fingertips touching mine turning them into ice crystals
The wind blowing your hair into my face smelling honeysuckle against my nose
The sweet taste of your lips, cherry, maybe watermelon
Your lips collide with mine, sending out a lightning bolt throughout my body
The touch of your hands upon my chest somehow melting the ice that surrounded my empty heart
The sighting of your beautiful face melts my soul, sending me into the heavens beyond the white light
Your eyes shine brighter than the sun, captivating me, (holding me at interest)
Your amazing personality had me from hello and will have me till goodbye


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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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homeless

                     homeless  


while walking thru the woods one day 
a wise homeless man came my way 
and as he came closer to me 
he asked me so softly. 
do you have a dollar you could spare 
to buy a burger for my wife and I to share. 
I’ve lost everything in my life 
home, car, children too. 
and I don't know what to do. 
so now my wife and I sleep under the trees 
with leaves as a bed, to rest my weary head. 
I know that my clothes are torn and tattered 
but to me that doesn’t matter. 
if I could have a dollar or two 
I would be grateful to you. 
a warm meal is all I ask, if it's not much of a task. 
all my life I was a provider, and now I’m an outsider 
an outsider who finally sees, what poverty has done to me. 
I’ve worked every job that I could find 
.to be the provider that I used to be. 
but life turned its back on me 
they say that humanity always asks the LORD. 
'why me' but poverty is the student 
and hardship is the teacher. 
that is the way the LORD can reach us. 
for when we see all that we had, and did not want to share. 
turned our backs on everyone, and did not really care. 
this is the time that our lessons in life unfolds. 
for in GODS teachings, to help our fellow man. 
sacrifices we all must make, its part of GODS plan. 
and now that I am homeless and living in the woods 
I have to ask myself. 
'what would have happened if in my life I was good' 
I gave this man five dollars for that was all I had. 
he looked up at me and smiled 
and blessed me for the generosity. 
then he turned his back, and departed from me. 
and as he walked away, a mist covered him from view. 
there was no one there, that was when I knew. 
the LORD had came to me that day. 
just to show me the homeless way. 
Louis rams


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Ode to H.W. Longfellow

  
		
In his chest, his heart to bare.
All the pain and sorrow there.
   
Fire! Fire!  Everywhere!
Screaming! Crying! In despair.
   
Vailiantly dashing the flames he chased.
The fire melting his loves life, cotton and lace.
            
Scars to hide, upon his face. 
Still Henrys quill went on to trace
.            
"The Cross of Snow", a sweet sweet lay.
Of the wife he lost on that sad day. 
            
His thoughts of Fanny would harken him.
And is now at rest, with his mighty pen.......
 
 
 
 
 
 


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I LOVE

I love talking to you.
I love walking with you.
You just make life so much more interesting.
We talk about every thing that comes to mind.
When we can,we spend every moment with each other.
Dont even care about time.

I know it when you're mad.
I know it when you're sad.
Know it when you're annoyed.
Know it when you're happy and full of joy.

I love it when we're holding hands.
I'm blessed that you're my man.
I love the way you hold me.
I love the way you touch me
especaily when the lights are off.

Love it when you send me flowers
especaily on a bad day at work.
You know just how to make me smile 
even when I dont want to.
Butterfiles in my stomach every time I see you. 
Baby I love you. I love you.  I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!


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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



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Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty had a Great Fall 
His Winter was one of the best of them all
The Spring was a gift of Eternal Life
Summer reminds him of the Death of his Wife


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Good-Bye Dreams of Life

My last Dreams of Life, Escape into  the Black hole of  ( DEATH )
My first dreams of death, wrap around me, devouring my last Breath

My last Thought of life, “I shall soon see my Dearest, Most Only BeLOVEd”
My first Thought of death, (Lenore and I entwined in God’s eons of FOREVER) “LOVED”

                 My Last Thought of Life, is My First Thought of Death

                                              To Be Continued
     YOUR Liege ALWAYS and FOREVER, with LOVE…HG (Harry)


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Evil Personified - 4

There is no Beating in this Hollow, Heinous Heart
Eternal empty eyes emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws, tearing Love apart
Anathematize abandoned, never forgiving Atrocities
This is how I live, how I grow, how I stay in control

Eternal empty eyes  emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Where are you Love?, I Long for YOU, with LOVE so TRUE
I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Yet my Heart can not Shed a Tear,  For Eons of FOREVER
I Will ALWAYS and FOREVER, LOVE YOU, LENORE

I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws: Tearing LOVE Apart
Shredding the Heart, ripping away My LOVE : and my Breath
The Tears are running down my cheeks, for Hell’s dark road I depart
My Eyes burn, covered with the Billows of the Smoke from Hell

The Tears are running down my cheeks, for Hell’s dark road I depart
There is no Beating in this Hollow, Heinous Heart
Anathematize abandoned, never forgiving Atrocities
Yet my Heart can not  Shed a Tear, for Eons of FOREVER
Walking, a Dark lonesome hot ember road, through Eons of Infinities 

                                To be Continued
Inspired by TPS’ blog “Integrity“; this is the Liege you do not see
          Dedicated to those who do not believe, like me


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Rendezvous

We went to a fortune teller
After we met through penfriend letters
Having written since nine and ten
We went to a fortune teller
Marriage was her main prediction
We married with complete conviction
We went to a fortune teller
After we met through penfriend letters


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I Just Found Out The Meaning

I just found out the meaning to my bachelorhood. 
Now, it's clear to me that those experiences I had earlier are lovelorn.
I've just found the reciprocal affection 
I have been struggling for all these years in courtship.

I just realize I have found the right woman for my unborn generations.
I've just found the true companion I can confide in at all time.  
I found love at last in this angel who now means the world to me.
God! Thank you to have sent her to me on time,
And not until the beauties in her has faded like tainted rose.

My prayer now is that God shouldn't let me lose someone
Like her that would be very hard to replace.
And I as well pray not to find any course (at a later time) to regret or curse the day we met.
I've just found out she needs white roses; she is a virgin.


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My dream wedding day

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


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An Unforgiven Tune

Scanting, ranting, seething persona provides –
the confinement and hatred inside you hide.
Screaming, steaming, aggressive overtones –
provide a key witness of a relationship unknown.

Shivering, quivering, the innocent will crumble,
to a raving lunatic with a malicious mad stumble.
Convicted, addicted, to the same vindictive game,
this romance conceived within lies and shame.

Silently, violently, cursing the call of creation,
vowing to avenge this marital bond castration.
Pawing, gnawing, at an open bloody wound,
strumming, and humming life's unforgiving tune.


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The next few moments

Jiggling keys,he gave his crown a scratch
then took another look at his watch.
"You're gorgeous, now please get out!"
for the 10th time he cried out loud.

Out she emerged, breathtaking, as always,
dropping baubles, tottering in her Jimmy's,
Smile still smeared, they left that hour,
unaware of the timed out counter.

Tyres screeched as he sped,
"take it slow honey"she requested,
when, an unexpected brightness grew larger,
until black, and then, everything grew calmer.

With excruciating pain he awakened,
looking around called, "Lauren!"
the teary faces dropped and nodded,
"We're sorry" , they whispered..

Suddenly lifted by a whiff of heat,
all he could hear was his own heart beat.
limped out, made a futile attempt to find his dear,
and crashed with thoughts of future fear.

Shutting the door behind him,
reminiscing love, life, past with grim,
clouds of  "what if" floating his self ,
whole world reduced into a tiny elf.

Moving on is most important at present,
Realizing a  reason, he may not accept,
 he still breathes, for that very reason,
And, taking care of himself will never be treason.


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Precious Melody

Song
Divine
Forever
Fascinating
Love


Date written:
12/26/2011

name:
Cecil

written for
Sponsor David Williams 
Contest Name Romance

lanterne: last letter


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BECAUSE OF YOU

Because of you my life is full,
I've grown in many ways.
You've helped me climb life's every hill,
And brightened up my days.

It seemed to me before you came,
I'd lived my whole life through,
In search of something yet unknown,
To fill me like you do;

And though I know it seldom seems,
I have the nerve to say it,
I love you, Dear, I always have,
Together we can make it.





For My Valentine For You Contest by Frank Herrera


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


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Black Love

  
                 Black LOVE

             My head rested
on the pillow of her smooth skin.
She opened the curtains of her being,
My hands slip into indulgence while 
 they explored her expansive dark skin.
With half words she whispered moans,
 followed by screams of passion.
With her shadow I bounded, as she 
swarmed waters of our endless longing passed.

                         By
                     Jay Johnson


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What I would say

What I would say is,
Keep your chin up,
carry that head high.
Take everything day by day,
Put the important things first,
Never forget a moment that goes by.
Take the good with the bad,
Things will work out in the end,
That's what my dad always said.
Keep the good thoughts first,
Keep the people you love close,
And keep a clear head.
It gets hard at times,
The thoughts of her,
The length of a lonely day.
But I tell that man,
The one in the mirror,
That's what I would say.


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my mask

My wife my life,my life my wife I remember saying sometimes in strife.I look above knowing I've lost my true love,gave way to sin and greed for those were the things that I did feed.Nearly lost my life being a fool,reflecting back I was so cruel to my wife and kids I'd become one of his tools,lying cheating became such a disgrace I could"nt even look at my face.How did this happen I ask myself as I take my mask off the shelf and face the world with a smile while I'm lonesome all the while.Oblivious to my pain is everyone I know as i continue to put on a show


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The eyes

Never I know,
what is flowing form your eyes to my heart 
I only feel  somthing collapse.
and gradually I finish...


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The Death of Laci Rocha-Peterson

It's been almost ten years to December 2002 since Laci Rocha-Peterson and her unborn son were killed by her loser husband, Scott Peterson. This case has haunted the lives of all of the citizens of a California town called Modesto; just outside of San Francisco. It seems that Laci's life was ended permanently too soon, especially when she had planned on giving birth to Scott's first born son, Connor. Both of her parents (her mom and step-dad) were angry, her brother was also angry and dismayed, the people were shocked and disgusted, and so on. Scott Peterson was afraid to be a father, that he never wanted to spend the rest of his so-called "life" with his late wife, and, on top of all that, Mr. Peterson was also afraid that his late wife, Laci, would find about his love affair with another woman named Amber Frey, so he killed her as a cowardly act. Laci Rocha-Peterson and her first born son really didn't deserve to die by the hands of her own husband, their own flesh and blood. She and her son had a whole life ahead of them, especially when her son, Connor, was about to begin the first day of school and stuff. But now that baby Connor and her mother are not on planet Earth and in heaven now, their family members, especially her parents and his grandparents, are still in a depressive mode. What kind of human being would want to dump his or her spouse in a body of water, let alone the San Francisco Bay? Who does that? The media, including the CBS Network, Nancy Grace, and the San Francisco Post were all over the Laci Peterson case, especially when everybody knew that Scott Peterson Selfishly killed his own wife and unborn son. What a coward he is and/or was. Scott may have had all of the ones he loved fooled, but when he walks into the death chamber and is executed by lethal injection, God will decide his punishment. And when He does, Scott Peterson will pay for what he did to his wife and own son, his own flesh and blood. The spirits of Laci Rocha-Peterson and her son will live on in their relatives' lives and through the hearts of the ones who knew her. May she and her son rest in peace.


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Are you a man

Lovey-dovey, honey puff! You're a hero, if your wife Thinks of these words When they say Of her husband And you're not gay.


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My wife

My wife.

She closed her eyes as I kissed her once more
A sweet tender kiss between two lovers, one soul.

My heart fluttered to the touch of her lips,
Two minds tuned together to a song we’ve missed.

A song we wrote together in moonless night
Two people together passionately in love.

That was many years ago too young to realize
So many obstacles lay ahead in the path of love.

Thirty three years passed like a gleam, and 
Three beautiful boys became our joy and dream.


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Growing Older Together

Growing Old Together

Oh yes we are growing older together.
I would want it with none other!

Spring showers, now summer days, oh how swiftly,
Fall’s fleeting; winter’s sleeting, oh how quickly.

From dawn to dusk – week to month.
Year by year…time so dear!

Oh yes we are growing older together.
I would want it with none other!

Yes rose petals are fading, winter’s invading.
Ice winds are blowing, all life is ebbing.
Crowns are graying…yes life’s decaying.

I know you feel the threatening days	
            But my Dorella I am with you…	
And hand in hand we will face the winter to! 


Poem inspired by mountains and foothills in Glassy Mountain, SC 1990
Terry Henderson 


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Letting Go

In 2008, he show his face 
and I did not recognize it.
All of a sudden, you got so angry, 
causing a fight. 
Now you know that was not right. 
Do you think saying sorry is 
suppose to make it better? 
What did I do wrong?
 
It is hard to stop thinking, 
did I deserve this, he said, “I do”.
I felt this way a long time trying 
to wrap it around my mind.
Then Jesus said it was not me.
Satan was so busy disrupting
the good in him he took it out on me.
 
Letting go the affects of the fight with you 
is not a place for me to be. 
I am leaving you to heal so,
I can be free to get to know me.
So when the next man comes into my life
there will be no baggage of strife.
No feelings of defeat before it begins,
because that is, not how want it to end. 

You know, this will never ever happen to me again. 
Lord, knows I do not want to commit a Sin.
He will give me the strength to deal with
Whoever, comes my way. 
I will wait patiently for that day.
Now, I am letting go of the hurt 
to be free and again be me. 


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There Was A Woman Alone And Afraid


There was a woman,
alone and afraid...
Her husband left her…
She felt betrayed!

I remember seeing her look
of despair…
Was there anyone who
really cared?

This was a very
 difficult situation.
A lot of heartache and frustration!

I remember seeing her 
 at church before.
But no one sees her anymore!

People would pass her by,
Seemingly, not concerned…
Even though things in her life,
had taken “the wrong turn.”

Aren’t we to help the widows
 and single mothers too?
This is what God’s word 
asks of me and you!

As the body of Christ... 
We should serve one another.
Reaching out to the widow
 and single mother.

We must let them know they’re
not forgotten!
Before their lives hit
“rock bottom”

This is a command Christ 
Wants us to do!
He’d do the same for 
ME and for YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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Broken Heart Street

Hopelessly lying, in a dying bed of depression,
miserably crying, while trying your confession.
Blackening walls, and halls of a fading youth,
Gruesomely calls, of gnaws towards the truth.

Fading beauty, so snooty to those content,
wailing a duty, sooty, those content dissent.
Towards a failing, unveiling of bloody torment,
concealing the name of shame, not so innocent.

So cheap, sinking deep, into a sea of emotion,
I weep, at the reap of sowing our lost devotion.
I shudder with stutter, at a marital decapitation,
you utter, like no other, at a romantic prostration.

A defile and vile odor is cast amongst the decay,
I smile in denial, as those lost lover’s betray.
Sinking deeply within, our sins have been fed,
doses of greed, they feed till all beauty is dead.

Take cover in the pain, remain emotionally numb.
Hide within the sin, wherein you succumb.
Tread the waste, and taste the defeat,
of a shattered, tattered passion down
on Broken Heart Street.


Details | ABC | |

No compassion for killers

I killed my feelings...
For you.
I killed my dreams... 
For you.
I killed my hope...
For you.

You killed your time... 
For me.
You killed your beauty... 
For me.
You killed your future... 
For me.
 
We killed our love.
We killed our marriage.
We killed our family.

We are Killers.
But we are still alive and out from the prison!


Copyright Constantinos Grigoriadis © All rights reserved


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Of Pestilence and Resilience


My wife woke me up last night and said that she had been bitten all over by something,
She said she was certain it had not been me...
Alarmed! I rolled off the bed and landed on my knee.
Our baby was sleeping soundly and he did give a tither,
Sleep was precious and mine was a lost treasure.

Switching on the lights, I ventured to check
My wife, armed with a torch went over every speck
Checking anything that moves, including my shadow...
She declared she was fed up with my strange bedfellows!
My wife, she is a fighter! and I went down once again, hook line and sinker.

Crawling carefully, we saw quite a few well fed guests,
Trust me, they had had a feast and were ready for a well earned rest.
"Bed bugs! in my house!!" bellowed my wife!
I knew someone was nearing the end of someone's life.
The blame was sure to come on me and and so I quit exchanging pleasantries.

The next day I surfed the net and posted the problem on a website...
And answered phone calls well into the night!
Carpet area, free services and yearly sprays to get rid of all pests..
The offers were tougher to negotiate than a reprieve from the God of Death.
All said and done, the deal was signed and the work began.

They sprayed all over and under and even in between the third and fourth dimensions
Einstein would have been impressed, maybe even written an equation!
I sit in front of the computer with a runny nose...
Keeping watch over the house even as the scourge of the bugs slowly go.
The house smells funny and for two days I will miss their company.

My wife and kids, I mean and not the bed bugs.. O Reader!!
You are as bad as my wife, who thinks I am a lazy bugger!
Little bed bugs can shake a household, 
Or as in my case, put life on hold.
Nowadays I write poems for my friends who have turned cold.

Those pest control guys did a good job, I believe,
I can see insects falling from the walls, the cracks, and the crevices.
Sometimes Life is just simple and straight,
Bed bugs, cockroaches and even a few mosquitoes are a part of your fate.
What is amazing is that a bug's bite has been converted into the Net's byte!

I rest my case...
Accepting whatever I get with...grace.


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OUR FIRSTS

I love experiencing all our firsts,
 The first time you walked me to my car,
underneath the shiny stars.
 mmmm our first kiss,
And how I couldn't wait 2 taste your lips.
 The first time we made love,
so confident and equipt.
 Never took our time for granted,
we were thankful for this gift.
 The first time you stayed till morning,
had me taken by surprise.
 To wake with this hansom man,
was all worth my wild.
 The first time we had a fight,
And saw who we really are,
 We still made the decision to love each other,
till death do us part.
 The first year of first holidays,
we spent building what we have.
 To turn our loved ones into family,
And continue on our path.
 The times we feel were worlds apart,
you'll always have my heart.
 And now to have you in our lives forever's just the start.


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THE PHONE CALL

  I called someone that I had worked with
  But, he was not there.
  I spoke instead to his wife at the time
  I guess I just didn't care.

  I was in a place called DEPRESSION,
  A sorrowful, dark, and deep kind of pit.
  Of course I never knew it at the time
  I just wanted to climb out of it.

  My friend's wife let me talk for a while,
  When all of a sudden she spoke.
  "Don't do it, Dan", was all she said
  On my own words I began to choke.

  "Do what?" I asked quizzically
  As I knew not of what she meant.
  "I know what you're thinking to do"
  Came her words like a jackhammer's vent.

  "I tried suicide once", she said
  "But someone found me after I took those pills.
  Only through their intervention,
  Was I saved from the Devil's will."

  She then proceeded to express to me
  That things need to be dark before they get light.
  I thought a great deal about it then,
  As I stayed up for most of the night.

  I realized that I would have killed myself 
  Had I not made that one phone call.
  If she had not answered the phone,
  I would not be here relating this to you at all.

  She made me realize that when things get bleak
  And you feel so fearful and alone.
  There is someone who is there for you
  And that light to me was once again shown.

  I don't know if she knows how much that call meant
  In keeping me alive to this day.
  I have written a little about it,
  In "Even Angels make Lemonade".

  Yes, she was an angel sent by God
  To answer my call that night.
  I have spent my life trying to rebuild from there
  Trying hard to make things right.

  I haven't been as successful as I wished
  In doing some of the things I wanted to do.
  But that conversation has helped me be unafraid
  To write this and tell it to you.

  I have done something I wanted to do
  And each time I do, it does my senses excite
  You see, I now put words down for others
  And hope they read what I write.

  It matters not if they like my words
  Or the emotions that have made them flow.
  I only want to help someone else as she did
  Over a silly phone call...that night so long ago.
  


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How Precious Is A Mother's Love

How precious is the love of a mother’s heart! Even as a child... It’s there from the start. A mother’s love knows no boundary or limit. It’s often shown by how much the mother gives it! Whether her children are young or growing old… And whatever circumstances in life may unfold… Her love is continually a solid foundation… That can’t be removed, torn or shaken. Her love is what is a “guiding force…” Even if her children’s lives stray “off course.” I’m thankful for the love my mother’s given… It’s surely influenced the way I’ve been livin’! To all of our mothers across our great nation… May we show them our love and appreciation! Their love has stood and endured the test of time… I’m so glad that one of them is MINE! By Jim Pemberton 08/27/11 For the contest: "Mother"


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My Hero

He talks in sound-bytes, my husband does
He's a computer geek - Best ever was!

All day long, he computes and computes
comes home at night, plays Battlefield, shoots

enemies galore,
defending our shores

In the vast cyber-world he so loves!


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BARRETT AND BROWNING Runaway Lovers

RUNAWAY LOVERS

Sat Ba Barret restless in her room
Drinking death in dark and gloom
Tragedy seemed her last name
Despite the books that were her fame
Letters reached her by the score
But one kissed paper touched her core
Robert Browning made her wild
Exuberance flared—she was a child
A woman forty –heart on fire
Now she had but one desire
A partner for her life she sought
Her father raged—her brothers fought
And so she, in the dead of night
Began a journey—love’s mad flight
They wed with maid and cousin there
And off they sailed like on a dare
Tossed her frail and lifelong curse
Dared the gods to do their worst
She won the man and mated prize 
Found her reflection in his eyes
First night was a burst of tears
Maid was sent to soothe her fears
Downstairs help was all a twitter
Certain Ba was dry and bitter
Old maid and a cripple lass
With intellect none could surpass
Now she’s wed and this first night
What would happen—tup or fight?
Footmen bet on Browning luck—
Old maids were like sitting ducks
But when they saw dawn faces glow
Even shallow hearts did throw
A prayer that heaven smile on them
Such naked love sang out ‘Amen’.


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My Dear Women

You are a chosen woman,
Made with power, style and grace,
God looks for opportunities to put a smile on your face,
With victory in your veins,
You can conquer and obtain,
When the pressure gets to hot,
Remember Jesus has been in your spot,
You are special and unique,
All you need to do is seek,
His mercy and understanding,
And you’ll see it’s His love that’s handing,
You,   all the strength you need for this life
Don’t fight or seek out any pointless stife
Rejoice in justice and relax in peace
For when it’s over you will feast
On eternal blessings and everlasting love
From the one who lives up above
But also lives amogonst our hearts
Don’t ignore or tear apart
The special gifts inside of you
To his will you must be true
And when the battles overtake
And you feel the earth under you just shake
Know that you are never alone
You’re a special creation being sown
In the Potters hands there can never be a clone
Be the best you that you can be
And watch how your life will be filled with ecstasy
Watch the enemies of your soul permanently flee
As you walk in your full destiny.

By: Sabina Nicole


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Suicidal Nightmare of the Depressed Husband

(just a poem, don't be worried about my well-being :p)

Beautiful architecture form the walls of home
Wide-open spaces for my loyal dogs to roam
Sapphire blues and ruby reds line the borders of my garden
Freshly polished Corvette in the driveway is truly a vision

My children sleep through the night until morning
Safe, tucked in, dreaming of bright futures to come
Faithful slumbering wife who won’t leave without warning
A man should be happy with all this, but I am numb

Depression trumps my emotions like a savage tyrant
As though happiness and joy have become absent
Not even the wonders of an autumn walk through the forest
Inspires me to try to live until next August

I’m a selfish man when it comes to life and death
It’s my life to live and my life to take
My finger gently lowers onto the trigger as I take a breath
Nausea and dizziness take over as I suddenly awake

My wife asks if I’m ok as the sweat drips down my face
Utterly speechless, she takes my hand in embrace
I explain the nightmare and how it’s not so much an illusion
We agree to seek help to avoid the once inevitable conclusion


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What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


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Live In My Heart

Live in my heart
And possess my soul,
Adding chapters to lover`s tales never told.
Many could preach about
How tight they hold,
But this I see till the time we`re old.

Live in my heart
Where true love lies,
Where embracement and kisses 
At once hypnotize.
My thoughts your thoughts
At one in twine, 
Lips to lips
But both hard to find.

Live in my heart
And you`ll see my love,
True love...a sweet love,
Is what I have for you
And only you my love.


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Trampled Marriage

Squashed, like an Ant, on the ground.
My heart ached, when you left that day.
Crushed, my future dreams, you were bound.
By past recalls, of what did not, last anyway.
You walked, on my spirit, pretending to know.
What, my desires and my mind would say.
That I, would forever stay, here and never go,
I knew that you were a spirit, longing to be free.
My spirit locked in love, though you did not see.
For you, my old fashion ties, to a master degree,
Walking over, moving out, and taking a piece of me.
Treading on devotions, eager for greener pastures,
Though you found, fallows, dried up on his postures.
Your body returned to me, though your heart mistaken.
Our feelings, emotional desires, lost, never to awaken.


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CRITERIA OF THE JEWISH CANON 11022011


In the several centuries 
Before the coming of Christ
The Jews in Palestine re-examined 
Eliminated some of the books 

From existing collection
As not in harmony with the Law of Moses as 
Of doubtful inspiration
The Pharisees set up four criteria 

Which their sacred 
Books had to pass 
In order to be included 
In the revised Jewish Canon

(1)	They had to be in harmony with the Pentateuch (Torah or Law)

(2)	They had to be written before the time of Ezra

(3)	They had to be written in Hebrew

(4)	They had to have been written in Palestine


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Anna

The childish silliness
The sweet clumsiness
The burning storm
On your head
My everyday trial of patience.

You piss me off
All the time

All the time
You make me smile

I want to kill you
With squeezing hug

Whenever you cry
My soul tears apart.

One smile of yours -
The sun shines again
Even if it rains outside.



Sight of you
Weakens me

I lose my cruelty
My hunger for revenge:

My violent arms soften
My veins loose;


You need me
as much as
Vital you are
to my wild heart
not to burst hatred.

You teach me 
patience and tenderness,

Sometimes I hate you
I love you always
Though not in love am I.



I shall be yours
till the end of time
To make you happy
- a new goal in life:

Whatever your wish from me
Will happen
Always and ever

Forever to you
I am devoted

My dear friend,
No easier words
would paraphrase
the essential emphasis
of what I feel
but
'I love thee' -
Every single day.


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WHY I AM ME

                    WHY I AM ME?

      I am me because a change in personality 
would cause a disturbance.
      I am me to conquer the universe.
The world is in turmoil 
      but happiness is for us to ignite.
I did not choose a simple life.

     The creatures of the earth are not at all salient.
The noise that forms states violence.
     We are not those creatures.
We are people individually set and expressive.
     We live as a brittle branch ready to break in the storm.
Never do we fail to overcome when life 
     before us touches our arms with a rub.

Walk up right not on all fours.
      Your back is strong.
You know the world can be cruel.
      Don’t deny that times are hard.
Know with a rightful mind 
      you will be justly rewarded.

Why am I ME?
      Because I refuse to be you…
I am not stating that similarity cannot exist.
      I am just ME in any relationship 
even when I lack what you have.

      In all said, I am 
integrity and self-esteem.
      Let us embrace 
as women in solidarity.

      The creatures of earth 
are not at all silent.
____________________________|


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


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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


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The Choice

He came to me one sleepless night 
And caught me unaware.
Within the darkness of my room, 
I saw him standing there.

‘Twas an angel sent from heaven, 
Entrusted with a task,
To deliver me a message, 
With a question to ask.

I gave my wife a gentle nudge, 
In hopes of waking her.
But in spite of my persistence, 
I could not make her stir.

The angel passed his message on, 
With sadness in his voice.
"Your wife or you must come with me, 
But you must make the choice."

I wasn't sure how to respond, 
To what he'd said to me.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek 
When asked: "Who shall it be?"

With all my might, I hugged my wife; 
And though she couldn't hear,
I said: "I will always love you." 
Then kissed her on her ear.

Looking back at the messenger, 
I gave him my reply.
‘Tis she who will be joining you, 
If one of us must die.

From the moment that I saw you, 
My doubts all passed away.
God's paradise awaits the one 
Who leaves with you this day.

The one who then must stay behind, 
Will be lost and forlorn,
Afflicted by the memories; 
With naught to do but mourn.

I saw the angel smile at me, 
As the room filled with light.
And in the way he had appeared, 
He faded from my sight.

His final words rang in my ears, 
And left me reassured.
"Because you answered as you did, 
He's pleased with what He heard."

"Together, you will now grow old, 
Your love forever true.
And I'll return to paradise 
To pave the way for you."

And when my wife began to stir 
She asked what made me weep.
As I wrapped my arms around her, 
I said: go back to sleep.

These tears I cry are tears of joy, 
I'm blessed more than I knew.
Tonight I was reminded of
The gift I have in you.


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My wedding vows

I promise to always be true to you
To love you forever, whatever you do
To be the best wife I can possibly be
You make me feel pretty and so free
You make me realize how great life is
There is nothing in my life I will miss
I swear to you that my love won't fail
I promise to be the wind in your sail
You make days free, nights serene
You are the best man I have ever seen
I promise to walk this road with you
To always smile, laugh and be true
I vow to hold you through the good and bad
To keep you elated and joyous, never sad
I vow to dedicate my entire life to you
To kiss your sadness away when I need to
Take these words to heart that I say now
And remember dear, my wedding vow


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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


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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


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Meant To Be

Flowers blooming and birds singing,
a gentle breeze blows against the wind,
watching the leaves dancing in the air,
not a single cloud is visible in the sky.

Dancing underneath the swaying trees,
holding onto each other as closely as possible,
feeling the heat of the sun setting on our skin,
nothing else matters to us in this time and place.

As we softly hold onto each other close,
we listen carefully as our hearts beat as one,
together so full of tender love and life,
we couldn't imagine a better place to be.

Two hearts tied together as one,
rings of promise and vows of honesty,
as I take you and you take me,
we say yes and seal it with a kiss,
and as we look into each others eyes,
we knew that this was meant to be.


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and I will come

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/ 
when the fall gives its rights/ 
to the winter/
you know I will come/
for good or for bad/
I’ll board the train/
Passing by / stations/ and countries/
I promised/ and I remember/
You said “there’s no fortuitous meetings/

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When you’ll lose the trace/
When my firmest snickers/ wipe out/
I will/ I will come…
Unexpectedly/ knowing solely the door/
Just the road / for sure/
Before/ take you I’ll ask/
“are you ready to go?” / 
You are ready/ I know/
All the noise doesn’t matter/
I don’t haste/ will be later/

…I will come.
When it finally turns out/
That November is overthrown by December/
When the first snow falls down/
Will be clear/ that nobody is remembered/ 

And I will come…
Somewhere in chest/ between ribs/
You slashed me/ with thoughts/ 
I can feel it with lips/ crawling under my cloths/
Our world is alive/ our life/ we’re alike/
And I….

I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When the death is changed into fate/
When the winter gives up/ 
To wait/ for spring/
to stay with shining sun/
I will come.


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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


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THE WRONG CALL

WE MET AT THIS BALL.
LOOKING INTO YOUR EYE'S DEEPLY I FALL.
I'M FALLING IN LOVE?
FALLING HARD I SEE?
CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S YOU AND ME?
FALLING IN LOVE HARD.
YOU TOOK MY V CARD.
 
THE WRONG CALL.
WE MET AT THE BALL .
HE WAS A PLAYER AFTER ALL.

THE WRONG CALL WAS LOOKING INTO HIS EYE'S LISTENING TO HIS CRIES.. 
I DIDN'T  KNOW I WAS LISTENING TO LIE'S.

THE WRONG CALL WAS ME HAVEN YO BABY GOING CRAZY LATELY .
HAVEN A PROBLEM LISTENING TO ALL THIS .NOW I'M PIST.

THE WRONG CALL WAS ME AND YOU. MEETING EACH OTHER .
THE WRONG CALL THAT YOU MADE ME FALL I'M DONE YOU WAS THE WRONG CALL,


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Water under the bridge

You have my heart and you should know that by now,
But too often, you still find doubt somehow.
Do you really not know, that like you there will never be another?
For me, there isn’t nor will there ever be any other.
No man holds a candle to you. You are a man among men.
When it comes to this heart you win.
Why you think so little of your self I will never know.
Do you  not see the love and admiration I so blatantly show?
Do you not know that I would walk through a desert
Of burning heat, so that I could lay my heart at your feet?
Is our love on ground that shaky?
Do you really believe my love to be so flaky?
What gives you reason to be so insecure?
What more do I have to do for you to be reassured?
I thought by now these childish games would have passed?
How can you not know this love was built to last?
I am committed and dedicated not just for you,
But for myself to see this love on through.
These are the trials that separate the weak from the strong,
This is what decides who will be standing
 at the end of a day that has been too long.
This will not be our defeat, nor our downfall.
It’ just another thing, and we won’t sweat the small.
So just take my hand and let us carry on.
And soon these troubles between us will be all but gone.


Sarah Comstock
6-13-08


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Mother's Day

Many a moon ago you said I do
and shortly there after we became parents
it is quite clear
there was never any other
for to me you are the perfect mother
sensitive and caring
loving and daring
a special blend that makes you unique.
on this day of praise
I raise you up
above the rest
for in my eyes your'e the best
at everything you do.
so once again happy mother's


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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,..."


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My love of my life

She takes her time in all her things
It reminds me of her beautiful rings
She says what she thinks that is alright
She makes me smile right on sight
Happiness she makes me feel
Our love is pure and in a seal
I don’t remember most of the time
She makes me think I am still in my prime
I hold her tight with all my passion
With every days mission


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A moment in catagorical time

It's a cool  mesure of life blood low
keeping the venous vacant return and arterial alert
               compressive but maniacal
down   deep fried effervesence continued a bliss
smooth blow horn alive high frequency antedote
fever pitch a b--i-- t==...c,,,h  mellow deed digestive
cornerstone just picked, not canned cloud
billows apiece with networks intact
sublime charged unpatterened--to gut cord
noose cadence couffiures---who needs to look
when you can heartfeel the resonance trueblue
mild like casket breaths mishapen to formless 
'guises compact summer stated summer not
he--ightened proseless panarama to stiffle
the mistermasters time corrided but indelibly
remembered and "coited to us"---like
creature interruptus. Follow the ill laid scheme
and bottleneck every word line graph to a sinomeasure
rhyme myth only time will tell tribute
pour the mind from the soul fill the void with the
gush of private reserve subvintage--but held
crime captive via socioprocastination of free, non taxable
no interest due, no penalty for "early withdrawal" 
purely personal, single minded, "brand H-one
owner single sibiling thought jester cannibal
yum yum eat'em up eat'em up.


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Waiting

Friday leaps through the window
curtains swing to the swish of the sea.

Spirit sparkling, dizzy for your return
I wait for your call, scanning the dawn.

Church bells chime down the hillside,
the village stirs under a honeysuckle sky.

A lemon field sleeps beneath the mountains,
plum purple with wild scented heather.

Life peeps from geranium doorways
as the blush of our weekend beckons.

Love burns red as a mid-summer rose
until Sunday sobs through the window.

And we yearn for Friday to leap again.


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Evil Personified - 3

There is no beating in this hollow, heinous Heart
Eternal empty eyes emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws, tearing Love apart
Anathematize abandoned, always forgive Atrocities
This is how I live, how I grow, how I stay in control

Eternal empty eyes  emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Where are you Love?, I Long for YOU, with LOVE so TRUE
I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Yet my Heart can not Shed a Tear,  For Eons of FOREVER
I Will ALWAYS and FOREVER, LOVE YOU, LENORE

I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws: Tearing LOVE Apart
Shredding the Heart, ripping away My LOVE : and my Breath
The Tears are Running Down my cheeks, for Hell’s dark Road I depart
My Eyes burn, covered with the Billows of the Smoke from Hell


                                 To be Continued

Inspired by TPS’ blog “Integrity“; this is the Liege you do not see
          Dedicated to those who do not believe, like me


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For Her , I'd Gladly Bleed

For Her , I'd Gladly Bleed

Thank God, finally found what I've never had
Missing those hugs and kisses my life was so sad
Her love and smiles are all that I ever want
not living without them , here's praying I don't

Gone are cold mornings waking up all alone
Of my past dark deeds I can never atone
With her body laying softly next to mine
she keeps me from again crossing that line

Thank God, my sweetest love ever wanted me
giving such joy that my life became so free
Gone are dark nights so filled with deep pain
my darling wife brought back true love again

She got all that I ever want or will ever need
for her life I would gladly cut and bleed
She is all that I had hoped to ever get
for me she is life's greatest love and perfect fit

Thank God, I found what made me so glad
when my life was low and heart hurt so bad
I have it all, this the greatest love I've now got
some are so blessed while sadly others are not

Thank God, finally found what I've never had
Missing those hugs and kisses my life was so sad
Her love and smiles are all that I ever want
not living without them , here's praying I don't

Robert Lindley, 11-30-2014

note: Here at the end of the rodeo I finally find the gal for me(ten years now).
Perhaps it only came about because I changed. I softened and mellowed 
out . I banished my wild streak and asked for help from a higher power. 


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Alone and Afraid

Alone and Afraid?

There was someone I knew,
alone and afraid...
Her husband left her…
She felt betrayed!

I remember seeing her look
of despair…
Was there anyone who
really cared?

This was a very
 difficult situation.
A lot of heartache and frustration!

I remember seeing her 
 at church before.
But no one sees her anymore!

People would pass her by,
Seemingly, not concerned…
Even though things in her life,
had taken “the wrong turn.”

Aren’t we to help the widows
 and single mothers too?
This is what God’s word 
asks of me and you!

As the body of Christ... 
We should serve one another.
Reaching out to the widow
 and single mother.

We must let them know they’re
not forgotten!
Before their lives hit
“rock bottom”

This is a command Christ 
Wants us to do!
He’d do the same for 
ME and for YOU!

By Jim Pemberton


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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


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2012

I dedicate my 2012 to the one I love most...

Ouch! I shake my hand and stare at the door knob in disbelief. 
I open the front door and wince as the scorching late morning sun burns my face. I close my eyes and think back to when I was kid, standing too close to the BBQ as Dad lit it...BIG mistake. 
   I close the door behind me and trip over my towel that had fallen in my chaotic response to the hot mid June weather. 
Confident from my recent gym ambition, I let my towel fall off my shoulder and reveal my newly sculpted body to the world as I casually approach the giant pool gate. 
I swing open the gate and walk in...that's when it hit me...SHE hit me. 
Laying on her beautifully toned tummy...I am a sucker for a woman's stomach; sensual, smooth, so full of subtle detail, the holder of life.
   I shake my head and snap back to reality in time to catch myself from nearly falling over. I lean down quickly and pick up my jaw from the ground in hopes she didn't notice. 
Her cardinal red hair up in a bun, or pony tail...I guess wildly as men do.
I walk by as stable as I can... "don't stare, don't stare, don't stare," I whisper to myself. 

THUMP-THUMP!, THUMP-THUMP! THUMP-THUMP!

   My heart beats so intense I can feel it pulsating through my temples.
I reach the lawn chairs and settle down 20ft from her. Directly diagonal to her right shoulder...her wonderfully shaped, perfectly curved shoulders.
I tell myself to look away but cannot help. 
An intense magnetic force pulls my attention to her, I try with all my being to fight it but cannot advert my eyes. I yell at my brain to drop curtains on my eyes but no response. Giving into her dream-like curved body, the sweet gently sweeping motion from the back of her neck to her luscious, tanned cheeked backside. Her legs are incredible. I continue my stare. A non perverted stare of course. I'm taken back to college art classes. The overwhelming amounts of anatomy classes and sketches...
Never had I seen such flawlessness. 
   Who was this girl laying by my pool? The most incredibly indescribable woman I have seen and yet, I had only seen half!

Just as if I was narrating aloud this profound experience, she turned over and rolled onto her back. 

Dying the darkest, ugliest death, then awaking to ALL of Heaven's golden warmth doesn't compare to when I looked into her blue-green eyes. 
Frozen in that moment in time, I had without a doubt, found the woman I knew I was to spend the rest of my life with.


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Thirty Years Ago


Man and woman, pledging no more to be single
Bride and groom, excited that their lives would mingle.
Husband and wife, in love, with hopes and dreams aglow
We were married at the chapel, thirty years ago.


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Wolf House in Ruins-for Jack London

We came to your home
Jack
Hidden amongst bosom 
hills and armies of trees 
past the State gates 
who finally admitted 
us entry to your tomb
they keep you here 
Jack 
in memory, first editions 
your wife spent years 
here alone, your phantom 
haunting the halls 
the woods
her memory 
she built this place
like the Egyptians of old 
dragging each mental stone 
one 
       upon
                the other 
cranium slave labor 
of awe 
    fear
     love 
a physical testament 
to your published 
achievements and 
emotional fingerprint 
you left your mark
everywhere
Jack
Hawaii where you 
danced the headhunter 
dance of primitive times 
donned your outfit 
and howled to the 
new moon of inspiration 
Jack 
you and wife traveled 
the oceans just like
your novels 
your life ebbing and 
alive 
still 
in these pages of 
Calling and White 
you observed life 
and the universe 
and without hesitation 
you recorded it for us
Christopher Columbus 
Sir Francis Drake 
of reality fiction 

But reality has a way 
of finding even the 
largest child as we 
hide from it or
ignore it before its 
to late 
it found you after 
your Wolf House burned 
and the booze burned 
you for far too long 
you slept the final 
sleep 
on the porch of 
inspiration 
like a babe you returned 
now we see the 
ruins of the Wolf House 
and your grave 
your ashes 
beneath the stone 
next to your wife 
across from the two 
children's markers 
the birds crying as 
we all do for you 
Jack


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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


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The Saltmarsh

Dark Clouds are gathering over the sea,
and shadows now race across the mudflats.
What use to me now is fitful moonlight
I pray to the gods, for I am in fear
What the sand seizes, it never lets go
Oh Matrones I need to see my way

Sea birds call,
Calling from the marshes.
But are they birds or maybe sprites?
I am the father of the chosen child



This is our holy place.
As it was for those who came before.
A threshold betwixt both Sky and Land
Liminal
A threshold between the land and sea.
And between life and death.
This is our sacred place

I am the father of the chosen child
She has eaten the mistletoe

Here we built our Henge
To worship those we must.
Who knows what they who came before did worship.
And from the Henge we built our crossing place,
A causeway along the lines of power.

Dark Clouds have gathered o’er the sea,
and  shadows race across the mud.
What the sand seizes, it never lets go
I pray to the gods, I am in fear
I can hear their priestly chanting
‘Oh great God Taranis,
We offer this life to you’
With one sharp cry
She gives her life
So that the world will carry on

This does not help my pain
I have lost my first borne
Oh Great earth mother, wife to Taranis
Take my child and bless her and save her soul






Something in us fears what’s buried,
What we cannot see.
But we honour this the winter solstice,
With sacrifice.
To Taranis sky king
To Esus earth king
To Matrones wife to both
In the centre of the Henge,
The holy of holies,
The chosen Child.
This blessed child
The saviour of our world
Through her the cycle will renew
Dance round her grave
Widdershins
Lift our voices
In joyful song

Great Gods the clouds have lifted
The new day has dawned
Her sacrifice was not in vain


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I Just Found Out

I just found out… That my friend has been hiding a secret He says that she has given him some news He didn’t want me to know about it As she wanted to give surprising clues In her eyes she found me charming and cute When she told me, it was over the top I always thought her gorgeous and a beaut I don’t want our first date to be a flop I cared for her immensely, a pure love I just hoped she loved me just the same way It turned out she aligned with me above She enlightened me surely on this day I just found out… That she wants to go out with me today She let me know it after work this day There’s no way that anyone could delay If this happened to them, surely no way In my heart I hold her real close to me Joy to live my life with her lovingly Being as one will last now instantly And will go on till all infinity I just found out… She loves me, and one day will be my wife I love her and I will give her my life Simply a delightful piece of great charm Never a moment of fear, nor alarm My friend kept his secret, she came to me Joy of happiness is brought in what’s free I showed her true love, which she did return Forever we will be married as one
Russell Sivey Was going to enter into Black Eyed Susan's contest but found out that it was supposed to be 1-16 lines, I will have to reduce this poem to fit the restriction.


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DEAR SOON M COMING HOME

SOON M COMING HOME !!!

Summers been too slow 
Tides never been so low
Days haven’t quickly gone 
But We still have to hold on
Fates never been so severe 
Eyes now just holding onto those tears
Waiting for the moment is tough
Even seconds without U makes life rough

Dear 
Just need U to wait a little 
Bond we share is no more brittle
Passed through fieriest fire
 Our love will last for entire

Soon the flow will change
Tides will have an altered range
Would then be possible for self to steer
And navigate safely to pier

Promise won’t be late
Would be glad to see U
With those eyes comb
Standing next to gate 
Dear I’ll be coming Home
M coming Home.
						Yashu……


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Why

Here we go again, you yelling and my head doin spins.
Now both so loud…both tryin to win.
A battle not ment to be, between two who have something so unique;
Now hot biting lips and at times can’t speak.
B_tch is a word I try not to say, I know it burns but what else can I say
You choppin at me like a tree, molding me like clay.
Into who you see in front of you,
Doing stupid things I wouldn’t think to do.
But you know what “f__k this” “I can’t take it no more”
How strong can a man be, when he like nailed to the floor.
And you can take it how you wanna
Cuz that’s where we at right now,
Cuz don’t forget what you throwing
Also hitting like kapow!!!
When all I wanted to do…was just lay down.
So could you please just stop and think of this
You and I in this frantic twist.
All I want is my baby’s kiss.
Brainstorm…and imagine me,
Think of my eyes and what they see.
Something not working that used to be.


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heard

 Sounds to me I'm deaf
Cant hear the murmur any more

 A thousand sounds a day I know
Only I can not hear it if they show

 The gaining of quiet stance
Bitter sweet the silence

 I could just not hear you anymore
I understand you sounds to my core

 Found myself straining to listen
Only to hear a blank shot angrily hasten

 When we come to sound out loud 
This is when I can face this crowd 

 Till then---

Sounds to me I'm deaf
Cant hear the murmur any more




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Losing her, Missing him

She promised she'd stay He promised he'd pray come nights But, they still fell away.


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Happy Birthday Piper!

Happy birthday! It seems that time
    has ran its course for another year;
         the only difference, that I can find,
              is that I love you, even more, my dear. 


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At the bottom of your glass

I weep tears filled with the memories
All the joy when we first wed
When we'd stay up all night talking
In our matrimonial bed

We'd dream and plan our future
Between our nocturnal fun
Never thinking about sleeping
Until we saw the sun

Those night were full of magic
Hope and trust for the unknown
All the day time spent together
Building family life and home

With a blink of time we were three
and we dreamed of being four
but we never heard the evil
that was knocking at the door

We didn't see it coming
Or hear tap tap at the door
But I knew that it had found us
when I saw you on the floor
with our child curled up with you
when she was just one year old
just wanting her sweet mother
to stop her feeling cold

Was this evil sent to hurt me

Retribution for my past

But it seemed to be more happy
At the bottom of your glass


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Choosing Forever

I listen to the crunch of gravel as I drive slowly down the center avenue of the cemetery.  I gaze at the headstones, clustered on either side, some showing their age, while all silently standing watch over those they honor.

I first came here two years ago while researching my family, to find the resting place of a great aunt.  That had been a sunny summer day and I was taken by the shade and shadow provided by the elderly trees that spread their wings of leaves over the landscape.  I was smitten by the beauty and the feeling of peace that surrounded me.

Today, my wife and  I have come for another reason. I've told her of this place and wanted her to see.  It is a gray and overcast day, a chill in the air, rain threatening to challenge the clouds.  The overseer said that we would find the section on our right after passing through the original grounds.  

I slow and stop, knowing instinctively that we have reached our destination.  Stepping from the car, we approach the stones of those who passed not so long ago.  The markers are sparse here.  Near the end of the second row, I see the two unmarked plots.  I remember asking about trees and am happy to see that a maple of young growth lingers near.  I don't know why that  is important, but it is.

My wife and I exchange words of acceptance.  We agree that we could be happy here, as if happiness is something that we hope to take with us.  Again, even given the gloominess of the day, I  experience the feeling of serenity I experienced before.  It is peaceful here.  I feel safe here.  I know that together, we have chosen our forever.


Bob Quigley
10/21/2011


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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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The Old Warrior's Day

When his six bucks are gone,
His belly warm with beer,
Comes his time of day,
The time he always does fear...

It's off to nowhereland,
His dank basement apartment,
No lovely suburban home,
This is what life deemed is his compartment

Nineteen inch T.V.,
Three beers in the "fridge",
A half a bar of cheddar,
Two pizza slices,
An annoying head buzzing midge...

He sits on the edge of his bed,
Which also is his couch,
In this one room nightmare,
His shoulders visibly slouch

Of one thing, he is grateful,
That his wife never saw him such,
He has few blessings to count,
He just doesn't have that much...

But things interest him not,
He lives deep within the past,
And of all the things he's got,
The one most treasured thing,
A picture of his wife and him...
To those old memories he does  still cling...

Yes, this "Old Warrior" still fights his war,
Not against some international crime,
This old warrior's battle,
Is against the tides of time.


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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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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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30 seconds

wandering blindly in the daylight, aimlessly shifting in the paths of life
a film of gray shielding the truth of the bleakness in my soul
having no thought to where i was going or why,
thinking there was no better life, unable to see the beauty of a touch.
i didnt believe in the color of a single kiss, couldnt imagine i deserved anything more.

then there was you...

you flustered me beyond my control, colors burst to life in my eyes
a single glance from you created a flutter in my once still heart
nervous and unsure, excited and anxious, you swept me off my feet
carried my body, heart, mind, and soul onto a new path.

In an instant i could see flames of color collide together,
enhancing, rejuvenating, claiming
created from a single kiss, just 30 seconds of my time

changed my life forever


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Passion in D-Major

Passion in D-Major


Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,

swirling,

to a symphonic crescendo,

of our shared heartbeats,

fading between the notes,

feeling your soft body entwined 
with mine,

your form bathed in my infinite 
kisses,

our orchestral desire rising,

conducting a shared fusing of 
passion,

... the music echoing ...

over the precipice,

on the brink of dazzling rainbow 
hues,

lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,

plunging through the depths of 
rhyme,

pleading,
forever pleading,

for a prolonged,

bouquet of shared time.


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Many Families Are In Difficult Situations

I’ve seen many families in difficult situations!
Often ending up in lies and false accusations!

I’ve seen many families stray way off course…
And tragically, often, end up in a divorce!

I’ve seen the hardships that many families endure.
Their faith has often been shaken. 
 That’s for sure!

I’ve seen many families trying to give 100 percent.
And then wondering where all of their time went!

I’ve seen all these things happening
 and much more!
I have wondered; “what is all of this happening for?”

I’ve just one thing to say in this “chaotic confusion.”
Only the blood of Jesus gives
 any hope or solution!

It’s only in his word, we’ll find a godly direction!
His Holy Spirit can give true and loving correction!

May we seek his spirit to bind us all together!
And pray for his blood for our protection forever!

Please come Lord Jesus, and refresh our soul!
We need you right now, to make us whole!

Please touch our heart, and make us all one!
And heal every father, mother, daughter and son!

Please help us to watch what we’ll do and say!
You can turn our darkest night
 into the brightest day!

By Jim Pemberton


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Still In Love With My Wife


Still In Love With My Wife...

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 son's eyes.
He came running to me with 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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this way (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

You are clean
pristine
I still think you 
can be

this way

I met a man in a bar
I'm sure you won't understand
we talked of our lovers
we held hands

felt like we understood 
our unfufilled lives
then realized
we were just lonely

this way

You are mine
mine
I still know you 
can be 

mine.


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A Blessing What is love

 Love is a blessing, and always will be.
For love still remains life''s sweetest mystery.
 Love works in ways that are wondrous and strange
and there''s nothing in life that love cannot change.
 Love can transform in the most common place,
Into beauty and splendor, sweetness, and grace
 Love is unselfish, understanding and kind.
For its sees from the heart and not from the mind.
Love is the answer that everyone seeks.
Love is the language that every heart speaks.
Love can''t be bought its priceless and free.
 A blessing from God above, oh shall it be.


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I Want to be Your Bride

I want to be your bride
No beating around the bush

I want to wear a white cape
And mouse ears
I want to blow raspberries at your loved ones

I want to dance 
Alone
On a table to our song
I want to eat the best bits of the cake
And lick the icing
When no ones looking

I want to make a speech
When I’m drunk
And call you by an ex-boyfriends name
I want to sit on your Mothers knee
Thinking it’s you

I want to arrive an hour early at the church
In the rain
And wait outside
I want jesters and clowns in bridesmaid dresses
To follow me around all day

I want a ring
I want five rings
One for each finger
And thumb
Just in case I lose one

I want an orchestra of mice
To make your relatives dance
I want to take you to bed
And sing you nursery rhymes as I undress
I want you my darling
Don’t you want me too?


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Abyss

When I needed you the most - you disappeared.......crawling into the vast belly of this dark, cruel, prosperous world.....leaving me alone to face the darkness and despair, forcing me to find my own light, while you wallowed in your own defeat and misery. But yet I survived, and thrived and surmised it was coming. You will always be a coward who walks the path of convenience and suffers silently for choices you regret. Forever regret, serving yourself a vicious serving of self-loathing daily. One day the darkness will succumb to the light, and the beams will shine upon your old, weak and weary face – but I won’t be there to share the warmth, nor will I celebrate the birth, I will remain distant and far………forever remembering your abandonment…..and forever will I not look your way; this stranger who now surfaced from the darkness, only to find himself sinking back into his dark abyss of loneliness and lost dreams.


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What if

What if you don’t remember us?
What if we’re not the same?
After decades of seeing your smile,
will it fade when we speak your name?

What if you forget us completely?
What if you lose your will?
Will you recall the man you married;
your lover and best-friend, Bill?

What if you grow weak and weary?
What if you need us and were not there?
Will you stop and take a moment to ponder,
your life, decisions and affair?

What if he doesn’t love you?
What if his “love” was just a disguise?
To mask a lonely man’s vendetta,
to promote adultery, cheating and lies.

What if tomorrow never changes?
What if you never decide to come back?
Will your heart bear scars of agony,
or has it already faded black?

What if you call out our names,
and no one answers your pleas?
Will you recall the family who loves you?
Will you come back to them and me?


Details | Free verse | |

Thank You Sweetheart

My sweetheart I want to thank you For everything You’ve given me A heart of warmth With my two eyes That sees beauty All around me Especially when I look Into your eyes Your passion The bedroom is one place That has never been So special Also passion outside Beyond the bedroom You bring hope A life to live Worthy to live Beautiful hearts We have entwined You bring tenderness I thank you for this Your soft touch Sends me to tears of joy There’s a special kind of love With your grasp You have bewildered me With your beauty I love you with all my heart And I thank you For your returned love And for being mine
Entrant into Patricia Ellis's "Thank-you" contest


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Mom's Death

I will always recall the day
my mom died.

She was in recovery for 
congestive heart surgery.
The work itself had gone well 
but brought on massive clots 
to the lungs.

I was an hour and a half away
and when I arrived, 
Mom was talking to the doctor.
He had tears in his eyes,
apologizing for getting hopes up 
where there was no hope now.
She looked him straight in the eye
and told him that she didn’t want to die.
But, if the Lord was ready 
the doctor didn’t need to cry.
“I know you did everything in your power 
to make me well”, she said. “So don’t you feel bad, 
don’t apologize for trying to help me.  
God is the one to have the final say.
I will resist going until my absolutely final breath. 
Because, I think that is what he expects of me.  
When I know it’s time I will be with him.”
The doctor left, I don’t know if he felt better. 
Probably not. He had promised her five more years.

I stayed and talked to mom for a while, 
before my brother came back in.
“Now Bunky, you know your brothers
are not as strong as you.  
You will have to help them through this.  
That is what I know you will do.”  
I said “yes Momma,” 
no longer fighting the wetness profusely rolling down my cheeks.
“Where’s Carolyn” she said of my wife. 
“I called her and she is on the way shortly. 
She will get here as soon as she can.” 
My brother came back in 
and I went out to the doctor again.

He said her lungs were completely clogged 
and she would slowly suffocate.  
But, it would be painless because she could breathe.  
She just couldn’t process the air.
She would simply go to sleep.
And that is the way the next four hours went,
with Mom going little by little.  
She napped, 
and woke up once in a while 
to ask about my younger brother 
and his wife and my wife. 
Telling all how much she loved them. 
She slept a little longer each
time she closed her eyes
and finally the only one not 
there was my wife.  
We thought a couple of times she had passed.  
But the nurse said she just wouldn’t give up. 
She sunk so low they couldn't find a pulse
or read blood pressure. 
I don’t remember how they knew she was not gone.  
Finally just before my wife
came in they actually didn’t know 
if she was still alive.
My wife came in and Mom spoke.
“Carolyn, Carolyn", very weakly and 
they talked softly for a while and Mom died. 
She had held on beyond a readable pulse.  
Beyond blood pressure. 
To tell my wife good bye. 


Details | Couplet | |

Madly Iridescent

Madly Iridescent By Rick Rucker My wife had told me about her boss, That, to not meet her, would be my loss, I stopped by to see my Honey, Something silly, like to give her money, She said, as long as I was there, She would introduce me to “Mad”, in her office, there, Madeline was her real name, Around my house, she had some fame, My wife was willing to offer a bet, That Mad could walk on water, without getting wet! My wife was not given to hyperbole, But she was understating, to a great degree! Mad was wearing a necklace, and rings, I furtively tried to see if she had Wings! Not mere flattery, She had more power than a battery! It was impossible to define, But I was intoxicated, and I had not drunk any wine, On that day, my Life was changed, All that I had built, was rearranged! Feeling like a scene from “The Bishop’s Wife,” She became, what she called, “my second wife,” Mad played “Dudley”, the Angel that had been sent here, To show the way, the path clear, She and I were completely Platonic, But for me, she was a tonic, Her contagious effervescence, And her Magical iridescence, Changed my Life for all time, Awakened feelings, so sublime! Though I am of this Earth, She multiplied my feelings of self worth, Mad moved away, my wife died, Over both things, I have cried, But she made me more, Than I ever had been before, Her memory kept me going through the darkest night, With that Otherworldly light, Perhaps, her job here, To get me through, the Loss and Fear, To keep me looking for what I have found, The most glorious Love around! And when I meet my Ultimate Fate, I know that there will be a guide, at the Pearly Gate, Of Pure Spirit, an Angelic essence, With that Heavenly iridescence!


Details | Pantoum | |

Stay Awhile

Marie’s kind and gentle spirit was called by death,
eating away, wasting her earthly form.
Still, her husband could bring a twinkle to her eye.
For life, sweet life and him, she’d try and stay awhile.

Eating away, wasting, her earthly form,
death could not take her love from him.
For life, sweet life, and him, she’d try and stay awhile.
She prayed to see her face once more in his eyes.    

Death could not take her love from him.
Dear husband, companion, rare soul mate,
she prayed to see her face once more in his eyes,    
the bride she’d been, the wife she’d always be.

Dear husband, companion, rare soul mate,
he felt her slipping through the hands of time.
The bride she’d been, the wife she’d always be,
would she soon lie with lilies white and fair as she? 

He felt her slipping through the hands of time.
Still, her husband could bring a twinkle to her eye.
Would she soon lie with lilies white and fair as she ?
Marie’s kind and gentle spirit was called by death.
                                                   


Details | Free verse | |

Pathway To Paradise

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There’s a pathway to Paradise- I’d like you to come along
 What lies before us is a beautiful, pastoral forest
 where our souls reunite finding refuge in one another’s arms 

In the twilight of our years new love will embrace us 
with the unspoiled woven tapestries of our souls
Entwined with renewed senses of wonder and veneration 

We'll bathe under the silvery incandescent glow of the evening moon 
while the symphony of the breeze plays its quiet melodies 
throughout the graceful willowy forest of trees 

            Sheltering our tears
            Relieving our fears 

Breathing in the enchanting unspoken solilguies of our hearts 
that tenderly whisper -Once more my love...
             Once more
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Details | Rhyme | |

Love has a World of Crime too

Wouldn't it be the perfect crime?
If I stole your heart, and you stole mine?
But instead you stole my heart and I never had yours to begin with,
Somehow it took me until now to realize this,
 
You got to know me and I got to know you,
But you only got to know me and did what you had to do,
You never said anything about you; I did all the talking,
You basically read about me and at the end you started walking,
 
To start sharing everything like we had the least,
But you still didn’t care you just took the last piece,
I love you and you love me to,
But all you can do is make a man blue,
 
I hold your hand and you hold mine,
Our love like a betrayal of two harmonious rhymes,
I kept the love and you kept the hate,
But you couldn’t love you can probably only date.
 
Forever I thought but you’re a soul stealer,
You don’t feel love you’re a hate feeler,
You’re doing all of the most conniving crimes,
You shouldn’t kill love because now you got to do all the time.


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Details | I do not know? | |

For My Husband

I love you for being my husband.
I thank you for all your love.
I thank you for being there,
A special person sent from above.
I thank God for sending you to me,
For giving me a life with you.
And our children he entrusted me.
Your acceptance, guidance and care,
Given so unconditionally.
Together with my love and certainty,
Give us so much to share.
I feel a special bond not there before.
It gets stronger every day.
Making within me such awesome happiness,
My heart longs to soar.
I know that I am not always perfectly undoubting.
We both have our failures and imperfections.
I think, however, our short comings and trials
 Build between us stronger connections.
I believe that God has brought us together,
Because each has a lot to offer the other.
You, as the father and husband,
And me, as the wife and mother.

                                                                    Summer Gratias


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Couplet | |

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.



Details | Villanelle | |

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.


Details | Rhyme | |

Yes

A simple choice of words Decided long ago A seemingly simple choice to make Just a yes or no You asked “can we try again” To this day I am not sure why You decided to ask right out of the blue To give our love another try I almost said “no” but decided on yes Despite my inner fears I needn’t have worried at all Now you’ve been my wife for 25 years How I am so very thankful That so long ago you persisted If I’d said no, my kids and grandchildren Would have never existed To think they wouldn’t be here Their voices never heard To know they owe their very lives On the choice of one three letter word


Details | Rhyme | |

A BAD DAY

A bad day is when you wake up late,
When someone sneezes on your plate,
When your boss say's that you’re late
And found someone to take your place,
The unemployment line is your fate.

A bad day is when you fall down,
Break your leg and bust your crown
Now you’re looking like a clown
While people are all gathered round.

Bleeding here and bleeding there,
The surgeon he has to prepare.

Cut you open look around,
Can’t imagine what they found.
They stitched you up and 
Turned you round,
Out the door you were bound.

A bad day is when your wife snuck in
A man you thought was your best friend.
She committed to the worst of sin
Now I think this is the end.


Details | Free verse | |

Adoption Day

Today is so very special
the day you were chosen
the cutest smile
and most vibrant halo
you were brighest of the cherubs
and once again we celebrate 
the day your path was laid
that lead you to my door step
and conquered my heart

 So I say have a very special
Adoption Day
be cheerful and proud
for this day means as much to me as it does to you.

(for my wife Courtney Dyer)
P.S read her poetry she's good


Details | Sonnet | |

138

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138 
 
 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
CharlaXSonnetta 


I 

There is my holdings my vineyards in Franco 
The eye waves flies off of his wine 
While making millions of euro dollars 
While ewe aer always reining Qyeen 
The kisses lemone oh so sweet 
Only in my fantasy wine is never sour 
 Away the hour enthrall love ewe 
CharlaX Millions making fables true bend 
Holding love above the real life 
Holding love inside the inside 
Holding love upon the morrow 
Holding love without mye sorrow 
Holding love to be the marrow 
Holding love above the dollar. 

II 

The grapes were used though lemone added mix 
A thing unheard in all the land 
The regent came to me anon to ask 
CharlaX why the wine would sec sit 
Tis for the love violette eye bend 
The lemone fragrance doth remind the eye 
The wine is never bitter then 
The love much more imported avec bien 
Love holding more than love can tell 
Love holding odoring the smell 
Love holding like the fetterments 
Love holding like a taste of her 
Love holding only love anon 
Love holding after we aer gone. 

III 

There is a mission now upon the corner 
Near the water they do stay there 
All the homeless wander there they live safe 
They have laoaves fishes sec vino 
No one hungars no ones cold 
No one misses world so bolder older 
No worldly pleasuer can compare 
Working harder now than ever fables quake 
Hold me loving hold me closer 
Hold me loving je embrasser 
Hold me magistrate ragon Qyeen 
Hold me merry happily long 
Hold me sensually loving 
Ruling the vineyard sun love song 


  


Details | Free verse | |

Do you care

On the high way
My side mirror recalls
The object that appear
Are closer then 
They seem to be…
Yet so close we are
Taking destiny for ride
Many are a head and 
Many behind, on road
Wondering in this city.
Tales of 1000 souls
I am one of them with little
Blessing to share. 
My believe, My Prayers 
To Lord, is driven by Job
My Visa, my rent, my bills
Run in the veins of my day.
Morning, I do open my eyes 
Only to report to job, 
My wife, my children and my God
Await my return by night.
I recall not, what I did last night
When I slept, what my wife said,
Not even my child’s smile
Yet my 9 to 5 schedule is perfect
Morning open with coffee on gas stations
Traffic on highways, on city road
Fines and radars, mobiles and overspend
Frustrated yet have to drive a head
Slow in fast lane with mobile on ear
Or lady, prejudice it may seem
But I recall it in my car, another
Guy flying in his accord, reads a sign
“just cruising”, damn with smile.
Switching between channels, 
Some jams, some songs to hear
Discussion VoiceBoards, interviews
Money minutes, gold rates
Some blast, some peace deals
What a way, to say Good morning.
Yet hope I am not fired today, 
As the morning news did say recession 
Job cuts and job losses, long leave
Companies disappearing, stocks diving
Face book blocked in offices
Looks a gloomy day.
Yet hope drives my day, a head
Beyond my reach some time
I finish my job, drive home,
Just a pleasant look on my child
A warm welcome from my wife
Makes me human from machine.
Taking deep breath of relieve 
I thank God, for all His mercy
And pray for Goodness tomorrow
And wish for all those left jobless
Lay in the arms of  beloved
I dream, with hope for better
Tomorrow. 


Details | Tail-rhyme | |

CHARACTER Version 2

What the world 
Thinks a woman is?
That's her 'reputation'.

Sadly, 
It's often based
On false accusation,
Prejudice and supposition.

Upon further investigation
What's been found, 
She really is?
That's her 'character'.

For its her heart's 
Attunement and intention,
That truly matter. 
(Hence, the question.)

At any rate
Though it is fate,
Which presents 
Her circumstances,

Love still requires 
That a woman 
Take her chances,
To determine her character.
In that way 
The seeds of 
Her wisdom will scatter.

If here and now
 She were to somehow,
Receive an unexpected
And sudden impact,
How would she react?

How would she respond?
If the truth be known,
Character is a diamond 
That scratches a little,
Every other stone.

Yet never 
Has there been
A magic wand, 
Rock or crystal
More powerful 
Than a woman's
Strong backbone.

 We each need 
A mind and will
Of our own,
To fulfill.

Character 
Is a victory, 
Not a gift.
 Underneath the mystery
Lies the lesson 
To uplift.

Character, 
As a kettle 
Once mended,
Always requires repairs.

Sin, 
As a bad habit
Once transcended,
Always requires prayers.

Like the story goes,
A person shows 
What she is;
By what she does 
With what she has,
Not by whom 
She knows.

Self-determinism 
Is fine but needs 
To be tempered 
With self-control.

Misfortune will
Usually decline wherever 
Soul recognition
Becomes 
The ultimate goal.

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Wisdom Poetry by Rev.Bola A
(copyright: 12May'12)
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Details | Epithalamium | |

My Beloved (Part I)

                      He who finds a wife has found a good thing.  This is why I came forth 
to meet you, diligently to seek your face, and now I have found you- and my heart 
is still rejoicing.  I will rejoice with you, my wife.  I have remembered the covenant 
of our God, and because of you I have found favor in His eyes to drink waters, 
fresh waters, out of my own cistern, out of my own well, and my fountain shall be 
blessed.  I will be ravished with your love always.  I will lie down with you only and 
share the warmth of your body, for you are virtuous.  You are my crown.  I will have 
joy in you all the days of my life.  So, love me and know me as I know and love 
you.
	Your name is like an expensive perfume that is poured forth, like the 
fragrance upon your garments to delight my soul.  As i gaze upon your figure, I 
see that you are perfect and unique.  How beautiful you are, fairest among 
women; majestic as the troops with banners, there is no flaw in you.  Only you 
are pleasant to me, my love, pleasing with all your delights.  Behind the veil and 
the locks of your hair, you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes.  
They overwhelm me, the eyes of a dove, beautiful like the pools of Heshbon, and 
your nose is as the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.  Your cheeks 
are like rows of rubies and beds of sweet flowers and spices.  Your lips are like 
scarlet ribbons dripping sweet smelling myrrh.  They drip like the honeycomb, so 
kiss my body softly with the kisses of your mouth, for your love is better than 
wine.  


Details | Rhyme | |

My Diamond Glows

My Diamond Glows

Yes, my diamond finally found and it was you,
 the girl that just knew
 that I was the right guy to cling to
 the shoulder to cry on
 and the man to always rely on

Now, you shine with your bright eyes so deep,
 gifting me joy and happiness so great I weep
 tears that polish your beauty and grace
 bringing sweet smiles to your loving face
 a love nothing can ever break or erase

My diamond, walks, talks and so sweetly glows,
 a blessed life that now everybody knows
 will sail along on a gentle stream
 a ship journeying in a loving dream 
 powered by our hotly heated steam

Robert J. Lindley  , 06-22-2014


Details | Rhyme | |

Cover Me

Whilst I wither, as you wear me down,
There’ll come a day I will sport no frown.
I’ll dance for life; the trumpets will sound,
You’ll see in death that I’m still around.

Whilst you whistle, and sing this tune,
I’ll rise again, your hatred did not ruin,
the life in me, that did expire too soon,
blood you spilled, shadows the moon.

Crimson shades devour a precious time,
two hearts in synch within a lovers rhyme.
Casting adornment we continued to climb,
a wretched torn cord of blood and grime.

Whilst you wander, in search of your way,
I’ve battled and struggled, alone I stay.
The darkness it dwells, teasing its prey,
taunting my strength, this darkness I obey.

I kneel before him; he’s gained my trust,
this dark, blackened heart tis’ near a bust.
When this darkness to you seems unjust,
please cover me with love before I turn to dust.


Details | Free verse | |

Writer's Paranoia- 3

I wipe the sweat from my brow
waiting
   hoping
      praying.
I made my submission four weeks passed,
it took even longer to write my piece, 
3 months to be exact.
As I stare at the blank screen,
the paranoia sets in and I think to myself
The publishing company will know it was me,
they will know the acts created were of my own.
I did not mean to murder her, my wife.
It was her laziness that finally set me off.
I just asked her to iron my shirt, 
she couldn't even do that right.
At first I thought that the iron had slipped,
it was then that I realized, as the moments passed,
that my hand was wrapped around the iron,
gripped tight.
From then on, after this sudden realization,
I figured it wasn't so bad after all,
at least I had something to write about for my next piece.
So now I sit, here, staring at the blank screen
as the paranoia sets in.

-Caroline Youngless


Details | I do not know? | |

PARDNERS ON THE TRAIL

When someone rides the trail alone,
It's a lonely way to go, 
Without a place to hitch the heart,
And without a warm, true love to know.

But when a cowboy rides the trail
With his lady by his side,
Even when the traveling's rough,
Life's trail can be a joyful ride.

So, saddle up and hit the trail,
And may your lives be ever blessed,
As you ride along, side by side,
Toward the sunset in the west.


Details | Rhyme | |

What Kind Of Life Have You Been Spending


You know that another year is ending. What kind of lifestyle have you been spending? Does it just seem like "you're walking on a cloud." "Everything's going good." You're very proud! You have a family, three cars, and much wealth. Not counting all of your friends... Plus good health. Have you thought about who made all of this possible? Jesus! You may find this to be "improbable." The Bible says that every good gift is from God on high. His word is true Don't listen to a lie! It's surely not just because of you that you have all of this. To go along in life, rather "happy and bliss." The next time you're heading out your front door. Think about the meaning of life. And what you're here for! Lay your treasures up in heaven... and you shall find. A godly contentment. True joy. And a peace of mind. The blessings of God... In you... He wants to pour. Give what you have to him... And then you'll have MORE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Happy Holidays Or Merry Christmas

What if Christmas wasn't here? What if Christmas disappeared? Whenever December came... It just wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? The true meaning of Christmas would be in danger! If this happened... There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t have Christ' peace and tranquility! It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” For fear they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

The Gown

On the pedistool she stood all wrapped up in lace
Taken a back from the site that caused her heart to race

Her breath caught with a tiny gasp
For the reflection she could not quite grasp

A cascading waterfall of beaded milky satin
Was all she had ever truly imagined

Curls of golden waves peaked out from under a delicate veil
The picture of a bride now fully unveiled 

"This is my dress" she thought through a stream of tears
The moment she had dreamed of all these years

Here eyes gleamed with the new possibilities of life
She was now ready to become his devoted loving wife


Details | Bio | |

I hope you see

Your friends say that your sorry

For rants and pain you caused

And that you knew they meant well

While you built up all those walls


I can't help think you see now

That your friends were not alone

In a quest to save your future

Was a man where you called home


Fighting not against you

But defending a lost soul

Picking up the pieces

To make you feel whole


And now your visions clearer

I hope that you can see

Your foe was just depression

And was never me


Details | Light Poetry | |

ADDICTED TO YOU by Collice Rodrigues

I wish to breathe my last breath in your arms

You’re the one to kill me with your charms

Everybody coaxed me to avoid you but no

You’re that someone who I just can’t let go

 

This world is cruel it has always made me cry

You take me to heaven and teach me to fly

You taught me how to deal with my pain

Without you barren would my life remain

 

You take me to a different world as I hallucinate

And all the pleasures of life you begin to recreate

I’m losing my senses someone tell me who am I

I know I need you but I don’t know why

 

Your absence makes me restless it’s you I need

I am an addict and you are marijuana my weed

I got addicted to you that I intentionally chose

Now that I’m addicted I don’t mind an overdose

 

-Collice Rodrigues

11/11/2010


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God Gave Us Our Sexuality


God Gave Us Our Sexuality… God gave us our sexuality and told us how to use it. But many have ignored him, and have “abused it.” Through his word, he’s given us his “set of rules.” So many have refused it, and have become “fools.” The fool has purposed in his heart God does not exist. Yet his beautiful handiwork is all around their midst. Many have chosen to turn his truth into a lie. And often, they burn in lust till the day they die. Many have offered their bodies for ungodly things. Not caring the consequences this really brings! Many are involved with perversion of various kinds. Having a warped sense of morality in very confused minds So many aren’t happy with the way they're created. Their own sexual identity is often debated. You were wonderfully designed and beautifully made. Please don’t end up as sin’s “sexual slave!” God made you special… And has a perfect will! Your every need… His love can fulfill! Don’t settle for what may be “your innocence lost” Think about the work Christ did on the cross! God can help you to resist the man “sexual temptations.” And can bring to your life his peace and true satisfaction. You don’t have to live like you did before! God can restore your life and do so much MORE1 By Jim Pemberton


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Like it's given to be

How do the girls talk, of boys in the bushes and stones in their pockets
How do the boys stalk, to thinking that girls are dreaming of nothing but lockets,
for keeping inescapable kisses trapped in a hope

And why do the ladies say, that helpless are husbands when wells run dry
And why do the men cry, though tough as the night, when the daylight dims the eye
	till work is rest and boredom besets…

Like it's given to be
Just a fall, just blood blotting from a scrape on the knee
So watch it go brown
And watch it go down
To rise like a star, a little forgotten scar in the memory

I heard the lonely yell, "I once was quiet, and I had a truth, but nothing means nothing when something breaks in the laugh!"
You can't change in the traffic lights, you can't change a tune or even a melody
without breaking a song
So I'll get it wrong and she'll see me naked as naked can be
Lit by the sun in the contempt of modern antiquities

Like it's given to be
Just a fall, just blood blotting from a scrape on the knee
So watch it go brown
And watch it go down
To rise like a star, a little forgotten scar in the memory

Now how would you say, dappled in ideas
That ruins aren't buried under buildings so tall
And now how would you say, given the seas
You can't wash the sin from the salt in your mouth, you call...

"That's it's given to be for you and not me, to rise like a star, with little forgotten scars in your memory."


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I married my sister

My marriage ended when I learned that my wife is my sister.
We were married for twenty years and I sure have missed her.
When I learned that we are brother and sister, my heart sank.
Soon after I was born, Dad sold his sperm to a sperm bank.
Until last year, I had no idea that Dad had another kid.
I will never forgive him for what he did.
For years I was so happy but now I just want to die.
My perfect life was shattered and all I can do is cry.
I tried to kill myself in my car with carbon monoxide.
But my cousin found me in time and sadly I survived.
When our marriage ended, my whole world fell apart.
Now I'm doomed to always have this broken heart.
The love that my wife and I shared was as pure as a dove.
But now my life is over because I had to give up the woman who I love.

(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.)


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God's Plan for Marriage


There’s a truth that remains since 
the beginning of time.
God created man and woman, 
 with marriage 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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My Love Bendeth Near

My love says I shall not beguile you with my tongue, but rather with my soul. “Go, do not be a prisoner to my heart or fettered by my rose, for I give it freely, having picked it clean from its thorns so it may not prick thy finger. For it be naught thy blood I wish to draw, lest I use it as a balm to soothe thy soul

Accept my flower...for it is given freely to send thoughts of a lover’s song to tug at thy ear. If doors before have sent you wandering... become a dweller at my tree for I am the root, therefore, I become the leaves that shade you from blisters of the sun that rendereth rays too harsh for thy tender skin

Eat not the bread of those with an eye to devour thy soul, but nourish thy self with the drink of my wine given to quench thy throat when you are dry of thirst. For it is a true heart that bendeth close to draw you near to me. Allow my light to shine in thy soul, breathing solace to thy weary heart.              

_____________________________________________

Poems by LadeeAnne ~ Anne P Murray c/r@2011

A ' Pas De Duex' of Rhythm and Visions ~


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My Defense

I have a secret, I cannot let you know.
I’m sorry I lied; I DON’T want you to go.
Those cruel words were not how I feel,
just a defense to forget what was real.

Portraying I’m strong, with a will to thrive,
yet without you I’m lost, I don’t feel alive.
Words hurt worse than punches thrown.
I’m out of control in this vicious cyclone.

So many times, you let me off the hook,
for my malicious outbursts and nasty looks.
I’ve used my disease as an excuse to abuse.
Flying amidst this mania, recourse I refuse.

The patience you bear, is reflective enough,
as is your wisdom, still my heart is so rough.
I want to open up and bear my entire soul,
I’m afraid all you’ll see is a shallow, empty hole.

I know it was never you that gave up on us,
it was this woman you married, me in disgust.
If I could repair my mind and fix the wrongs,
I’d say you’re at home, where you belong.

But we both know the truth, I’m a lost cause.
I prey on your weaknesses and all your flaws.
I’ll take full responsibility for all that I am…….
And remember our love, was my biggest sham….


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It's Hard To See The One You Love Go Through Pain


It's Hard To See Someone Go Through' Pain... "It's hard to see someone I love go through so much pain." Were the words I heard that night I called on Jesus' name. "This person whom I love, has gone through so much." "How I wish to bring my peace and healing touch." I cried and wept, as I heard the master's voice. His gift of love is for all of us... It's our choice! His body was broken... A sacrifice was made. His life for our sorrow and pain, is what he gave. His grace is more than sufficient for the pain we endure. His love and commitment to you, is true and secure. He loves you so much. He waits at your heart's door. He gives peace and comfort. And so much more! The pain and suffering you're going through today. Please listen to the words Christ has to say. "I am El-Shadaii." "Jehovah-Jireh." "Your very best friend." "My love and devotion to you will never, never end." By Jim Pemberton


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The Life She Has Always Wanted

There’s a girl, sitting at the back of the bar.
Waiting for a glimpse of the life that she’s always wanted.
She’s not looking for a fairy tale or gold.
Just a little work, and some love not from the usual mold.
He walks in with promises, ending in heartbreak and tears.
She drowns him out slowly, with new dreams and a few beers.
The girl sitting at the back of the bar.
Waiting for a glimpse of the life she’s always wanted.
Two years have passed, not much has changed.
She still comes each week to sit at her corner table.
Some work, many dreams, and a few beers become her label.
The women all judge her inside their private mind.
Small town men buy her a drink, wink and smile, but aren’t her kind.
The girl sitting at the back of the bar.
Waiting for a glimpse of the life she has always wanted.
She has big dreams of life, love, and the woman that she wants to be.
I sit across the bar, wishing she’d look just once more to me.
I turned my back, messed up not long ago.
She told me that she loved me, but she had to go.
I failed to show her my love, I’d hurt her badly.
Breaking her heart blindly, while loving her madly.
That girl sitting at the back of the bar.
Waiting for a glimpse of the life that she has always wanted.
Pulling the ring from my pocket, my jaw stubbornly clenching.
I push through the crowded room, and voice my intention.
Dear Beth, I will love you forever. I’m down on my knees!
Just give me one last chance, and marry me please.
That was two years ago yesterday.
And still my love grows more every day.
For the girl sitting at the back of the bar.
Waiting for a glimpse of the life she has always wanted.
As I nod and thank the bar tender, and add to his tips.
I pick up two drinks, turn to the back of the bar, a smile on my lips.
Cause there is my girl, sitting at the back of the bar.
Living the dreams of the life that she’s always wanted.

                                                                                       Summer Gratias


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Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before

Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before! Marriage is under attack… And it’s because… So many people have trampled “God’s set of laws…” What once was ordained as “God’s order of unity…” Has often resulted in so much “infidelity…” The God given covenant between a woman and a man… Is so distorted… How can one truly understand? All the way from Genesis to Revelation… God made it clear from the time of creation… It was Adam and Eve from the very start… As Eve was formed from a rib… Close to Adam’s heart. They were joined together by their God above… Being a symbol of his creation and never-ending love This same God is the redeemer of your very soul… It’s only in him that you can be complete and whole! You are invited to join the marriage supper of the lamb… Christ is the bridegroom and is waiting for your hand! Won’t you accept God’s proposal he offers to you? He’s given the invitation… What will you do? He’s coming for a bride who’s sins are washed away! Won’t you accept his proposal of love… Today? He remains faithful… And forever true! And has already said the words; “I DO!” By Jim Pemberton


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My Treasure Chest

I was doing yard work the other day,
planting some flowers all around.
While digging in dirt, close to the fence,
I heard a clackity sound.

As if the metal of the spade was hitting some wood
and some metal, too, I heard.
To my surprise, I remembered just then,
the chirping of the birds.

See, there was a time, for memories sake,
when my family and I stored our thoughts
within a chest of metal and wood,
from the antique store, we bought.

We placed the chest out in the yard
on a bright and sunny day
and while digging the hole to place it in
the birds were just chirping away.

My sons and my daughters, my wife and I
placed pictures and such within
So, one day in the future, when we need it most,
the memories will come back to us again.

So, just knowing they’re there, is memory enough
for me to be content for now.
One day when my children have all grown up,
my wife and I will dig deep down.

So, I covered my hole with plenty of dirt,
but, first threw flower seeds in
with hopes that the memories, like seeds that they are,
will grow and flourish, again.

So, my treasure chest, there, remains in the yard
waiting for that one special day
when my family and I need to return
to those years that have gotten away


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that single moment

a single moment when you know your life is turning bright,
a single moment when you look at your new born child and know everythings going to be alright
....
a flash back appers going all threw your head, how that one amazing moment the day you got legaly wead, to the love of your life and you know that you are his one and only wife,
to that day yes that day you had created life,
that one single moment a single tear falls down your cheak,
looking at your new born child geting excited like a freak.
....
That one moment you start to pray that you wish he could of been there,
that one amazing moment he had made a child that is so beautiful and rare.
That one spicial moment you know when your child turns seven,
that one sad moment you have to tell your child your fathers is in heaven
...
that moment laying in the hopsital with a new born at your side.
that moment when you start to tear up and cry because you know you really miss the love of your life.---Larissa summitt



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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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New Beginning

Introduction: It’s a piece dedicated to the lullaby of a different kind. It’s something which has happened to many out there, but the experience is distinctively significant…


A priceless surprise, silenced all in its tune By a soft heavenly cry, from the delivery room Only a few hours was the night; so young Where for the first time, she opened her eyes, While by her side her dearly loved one For the last time, closed her teary eyes Father held her near and resounded to her cry; But all mother could share was, this lullaby – The long last beep from the ECG Echoed her heartbeat…The last goodbye Happiness and sadness broke through the night With streams of tears for mother’s plight; She never had the chance to hold her close But left precious prayers that never left her side As she came down to their hearts Her soul flew up high apart, The transfer of two lives through one, Their journey was complete and done Caught within that reverie He conveyed the Azaan through her ears, In the wake of such irony He fell down to prostrate in tears When all hopes seemed to end, father’s prayer did transcend O’ Almighty became her closest friend and had for her a Grande plan, Under HIS mercy and HIS guide, she flourished through the darkest nights To a new beginning – she set off to write.


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The Ornament

For you I've awaited a lifetime
in whose heart is clarity
every virtue in you is realized
individual traits of a rarity
 
Your foresight understands ages
like gems your facets reflect
every spectrum covered rainbow
in the things you did not neglect
 
You have focused upon the real life
sought the finest treasures to find
found the path to eternal glory
your approval by God kept in mind
 
Every essence of your person I savor
like sweet smelling smoke of incense
you have kept your garments of whiteness
and washed your hands in innocence 
 
In every course followed your Master
did seek every lesson he taught
applied them with skill and precision
and reigned in your every thought
 
You listened to every Word spoken
and dug into the mysteries ground
wrote them upon the flesh of heart
your possessions as they were bound
 
You have removed all that's discordant
polished every jewel to a shine
placed them in a filigreed setting
the traits that will last for all time
 
How carefully you took in instruction
each quality conformed to what's right
did arrange a garment worth wearing
each quality lustrous in light
 
Your baring of it's graces are lovely
within your heart there lay no fraud
I've exalted you with rejoicing
You have put on the Love of our God
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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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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Josette, Drive the Faerie out of me

She's Lost--I'm the one left to blame Forsaken by my potent manipulating game I've killed the one, My starcrossed heart Desires ...But not By My hands I Try To Follow her ghost But the fog and mist are too strong My eyes are rendered useless "You're Never going to Find Josette" The netherworld Spirits sang I Won't lose Heart I Will Win this Fight For My Sacred Josette's Right to Life This is what happens when The Devil's Adovocate Falls for Jesus's Greatest Bride This is what happens When The life of the disease Loves the cure it desperately hates Drives you mad But Wasn't I already? Josette, I'm begging you To Drive the Faerie out of Me


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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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Empty Promises

before desolate
wanton misery’s 
imagery abides
where once 
joyful life
reigned,

behind consent’s
mistaken sounds
memories pass
within time’s
continual
strain,

beneath deep 
yawning canyons
inner darkness’ 
afore vacant
hope died 
inside,

beyond distant
stark starry-eyed 
earnest dreams 
quiet breaths
unwilling
reside,

amidst silence’
mindless behest
thoughts eager
truth mirrors 
perfect
lies,

whilst tearless 
empty promise’s
spoken words
oft awaken
infinite 
sighs.

© Eugene Harvey


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BREAK THIS SILENCE...

Open your mouth
and break this silence.
When was he given a licence?
This is your body,
You don’t always have to be sorry!
His hand on your jaw
Makes your face purple and sore
Is marriage,  a war?
Is this why you have come so far?
No money, just drinks, and bars!
Tacky  wowmen  and fancy cars.
he will learn
when the tables have turned
To hold you tight 
Instead of fighting, and  arguing
all through the night. 
You have to be brave,
You are not his slave
Feel proud to say
I made my move, i did not stay!



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Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree Not Rated PG

I've missed you honey.

The kids are not home.

I can't wait until you're home.

So that we can get busy.

So that you can rock around,

The Christmas tree with me.



I've got mistletoe all over me.

Come on honey let's play,

All over the house! My holly berries,

Are filled with juice so,

Come on ,you fun loving man,

We can play all night and all day.



You can gift wrap me and open,

Me up, of your loving I can't get

Enough! We don't have to be,

Quiet as a mouse. There is no,

One here. The neighbors will,

Know our names again. Oh well,

We heard theirs yesterday!



I want us to deck the halls,

With screams and shouts,

And moans and groans,

 Until the cows come home.

It's lovely weather for a,

Sleigh ride on top of you.



Baby it's cold outside,

The mistletoe is hung

On me. Hey jingle me

All the way all night

And all day. The carol

Of the bells will ring 

For each round of

Us rocking around 

The Christmas tree.



Untinsel me. Take off

My garland. Turn off

The lights. Unwrap my,

Skirt. Your candy cane,

Will licked and not bitten,

And and the Christmas tree,

Stand I'll be sitting. 



My ornaments you may 

Move to the side,

And on the cane I'll slide.

I will soon sing,

Or rest you merry  man

After you sing, let it snow,

Let it snow, let it snow.



You'll then shout a laugh,

Ho, ho, ho, Merry

Christmas to you and,

To you a good night.

You rocked with me,

Around the Christmas tree

With all of your might.



wrote 12-12-10


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Bloody Ties

I steal, what I feel, make no mistake –
I charm, without alarm, to covet what I take.
I hide what’s inside, to abide what’s at stake.
I lie, and will deny, any wrongdoings I make.

You use and abuse your way through this life.
You cheat and defeat those plagued with strife.
You fail, and impale, those closest to your heart.
You wallow in the shallow, shredding ties apart.

We fret over the net, which safety has vanished.
We wail at the stale courtship now banished.
We hurt as we flirt our disaster, daily we plummet.
We trek through the wreck reaching death’s summit.

They say we’re astray, and our minds are broken.
They wonder, why blunder, a mirage of unspoken.
They chatter about clatter, with prejudice abound.
They sneer and they leer, that together we astound.

I’ll take the bane, and disdain and try to explain.
I’ll take the lies, masked in disguise and abstain.
I’ll take the tears, through the years and constrain.
For I made my bed, built of crimson nails and black lead,
and forever in my heart will you remain.


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My New Life

Alone in this world. In this big wild place. Dreams of peace and love are what I seem to always to chase. Treading up this climb at a nice, steady pace. Searching high and low. Just to see your face. 

One-by-one, seeking my perfect girl. Failed attempt once again. Deeply craving that perfect pearl. 

A team of two, undivided in half. Uplifting feelings, she always wants to hear you laugh.

A true girl likes helping out any way she can. You love her too and she loves her man. 

This girl of the future, she is kind and nice. Not a moocher. Made of sweets and spice.

Once this person is in my life, I will try to ask her to be my wife.

With her, life becomes more amusing. Along that, the game becomes much less confusing.

Then on one clear, cool morning night, you walked beside me. That town seems to gives you an awful fright. 

Us just talking and walking, long passed eleven. There beside me, she was a gift from haven. 

So nice and so kind. This one was very hard to find. A sweet young girl with a brilliant mind. Even past her beauty, in every way she shined. 

At last! Now, I feel complete. The search is finally over. No longer must I compete.

Now Hun, it will all be good. Defend and help each other. The way true lovers should.

Some day, like I said before. “We both should get married. By our spot on shore.” The power of our love and our commitment can never be buried. Many more blessings of ours are to be carried. 

I'm glad, I'm here to be. Finally dear, you found me. 

Standing alone in the night frost air, 
You saw me, as I looked quite lost there.

Sad and confused. But knew, mostly hurt and used. 

Hart was tired from the last girl's end. But this one's different. She has a kind warm hart.  She's the perfect friend.

My life. It's gotten way better. Like warm and cozy, in a big fluffy sweater.

I'm blessed that you chose me. In this big wild world Hun, it's only you I see.


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Mortal Angels

Mortal Angels as people are unemployed these days
Ask help for certain Mortal Angels
Today and everyday
They will not refuse to assist you

12132011


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Will You Marry Me

I love the way you look when you are happy;
your teeth glowing in the moonlight, and your
laughter cheering up everything I know.

I love the way you smile;
it is the sweetest thing I have ever seen
under the Sun.

I love the way you look at me;
they have a way of inviting attention
without any speech.

I love the way you hold a child;
it is as though it is your own.

I love the way you shed tears as you watch
a soap opera; I console you with a cuddling
touch, reminding you it's just a play, and reminding
myself that I have a woman who can feel,
at the core of her soul.

I love the way you act when you are mad at me;
pushing me against the wall, and holding my
shirt as though you want to tear it; making me feel
like making love to you.

You are all I want in a wife; everything I prayed for!
Will you marry me?


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Beyond my control

This very day, 27 years ago a little boy met a girl and thought nothing of it.
Two innocent minds, two pure souls with no crooked intentions.
We shan't lie to the world that it was love a t first sight
For we didn't know the difference between wrong and right.
For we didn't know what love is or what pain is.
We chose to be friends, yes we became best friends.
With the passing of time, moments, laughs tears we shared and Gods plans, 
With the synchronizing of two heart beats that longed to beat as one.
Two souls that fed each other, two minds and two bodies that were destined for all eternity
This we could not fight, for it was destiny, for it was God’s plan.
This love was beyond my control my love.

27 years have gone by and I am still in love with you as if it were our first day.
My love is still pure and innocent just as the minds and souls of that little boy and girl.
Loving you is still not a choice, loving you is not a decision I have to make day after day.
Loving you is food to my soul, loving you is what defines me, loving you is my daily bread.
You make me whole; you make me significant, for you make me one with you.
All these years have passed and all I see changing is time and not my love for you.
Loving you my dear is beyond my control.

Without you near me I am deaf, I am blind and I cannot feel.
For my eyes see only you
For my ears only hear your sweet voice.
For my hands feel only the smoothness of your skin.
When you are away I cannot smell nor can I taste anything.
For the only scent I know is yours.
For the only lips I know are yours.
You are my connection to the outside world
For I see through your eyes and know the sour sweet taste of air with your tongue.
For I hear the sound of the wind blowing with your ears and smell through your nostrils.
For I feel through your palms and your skin.
You are me and I you. For we are one 
This love I feel for you is beyond my control

You are my one and only
You are my past, my future and my present.
You are my life; you are my heaven, my gift from above.
Every day I pray to the Lord to thank him for I have you, for I have it all.
I am yours always, I am yours for eternity, I am yours even in the after life
I love you. Wish us an eternity together.
This love is beyond my control my love.


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The Art Of A Great Kiss

       THE ART OF A GREAT KISS
Upon thy moistened, warm and naked lip
I move my seeking, eager finger tip;
my life hath need of you,
I do what I must do;
to kiss thy mouth, where-in my soul can sip.;

'tis long been said, a kiss is just a kiss
and writ in song, we must remember this,
just words I sing for you,
I do what I must do,
to kiss thy lips, where-in life finds it's bliss!

I lay the reason, kisses take so long
for need of energy has grown so strong,
my love, in kissing you,
I do what I must do
to kiss thy lips, yes even if 'tis wrong.

there's never been a kiss borned not from need
demanding energy be sapped in greed,
my kiss is not for you,
I do what I must do,
to drain your energy, where-in my soul is freed.


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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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Vexing High

I’m caught in the midst of a dream I reside –
tumbling lovers tempting romance with pride.
Twisting and thrusting, to and fro with hate –
stumbling over a beautiful destiny and fate.

Creeping and crawling through shards of hope –
resisting the tension on a loveless, tight rope.
Shuddering in solitude, and mentally numb –
oblivious to the breakdown of who I’ve become.

Teasing and taunting, the years of lost time –
mocking their innocence with words and rhyme.
Insulting their integrity, of wrong over right –
disregarding true feelings, absconding the night.

Searching the wreckage, down high and up low –
for bits of true love and familiar pieces I know.
Vexing in torment, and accepting thy defeat –
of an unspeakable romantic tale of deceit.


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NOTHING Yes I Said Nothing Can Separate Us From God's Love


Though in this world, we so often trod…
NOTHING can separate us 
from the love of God!

Neither tribulation, 
distress or persecution…
Nor the government or it’s institutions.

Neither nakedness, peril
 or even the sword...
 God’s love is a treasure that can’t be stored!

As it is written; “We are like sheep
 led to the slaughter…”
But God loves every son and daughter.

In everything, we’re more than conquerors
 through Christ who loves us…
His death on the cross means
 that he wants us!

Neither death, the angels or
 the principalities to be…
Things present or to come…
Can separate HIS love for me!

Nor height, depth or any kind of creature…
Can separate us from God’s love…  
This is his feature!

His love is clearly evident 
and reigns supreme.
Over all of the earth and every human being!

Why not accept his love… 
That is inseparable?
By accepting HIS salvation.  
He’s made this possible!

Now is the day of salvation. 
 His gift is for us to receive.
All you have to do is reach out to him… 
And simply believe!

By Jim Pemberton  
06/02/10    
Read Romans 8:35-39






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When You Ask Me Why

The other day I looked at you and told you I love you
You astound me, when you ask me why I do
Something’s in life are mystery’s very hard to solve
Yet the answer to your question I can easily resolve

I love you for the way you give your heart to me
The way you kiss and hold me tell me it just has to be
You touch my heart like no one else has ever done
You are the only woman who my love has ever won

I cannot contemplate a life without you here
It is something that I think of as our older age appears 
I miss you when you go out even for the day
So that is why I love you it is so easy I can say

I also love you for the family that you have given me
Your children feel like mine, it feels good to be
A granddad to their children is what I’m proud to be
From the smallest to the biggest that love spreads like a tree

So in my summing up I would ask you not to doubt
I love you and I need you even though I sometimes shout
You mean the very world to me in fact the universe as well
For life with you was special from the moment that I fell

Into your arms the night that we first kissed
I knew from that moment what in my life I’d missed
So now you will not ever need ask the reason why
I will love you more than life itself until the day I die


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Alone

How do you move on,
Move on after the one you devoted you'r life to is no longer there.
How do you pull that life back together,
How do you put it behind you.
Never forget,
I could never,would never forget,
The love for her runs to strong.
The emotions put me beside myself,
The tears never stopping.
The thoughts of us together and now being apart,
The endless pain in my heart yearning for her touch,
But knowing her touch will no longer be there.
The thought of no longer holding her,
The worries of her illness and pain.
The thoughts of never loving again,
and always being........alone.


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KING SOLOMON'S HOUSE


As the dusk beacons
And the night commingle with the day   
Confusion rented the air 
It was an un-endless arrival of him we await
He it the one, King Solomon

Solomon’s Eve unlock her feelings
She wept and we waited,
For the King of the house who left
His throne to no destination 

This King had little of Solomon’s wisdom
But shared more of his adultery
With his cup of wine always full to a fault
Drunkard was his middle name
All his fellow drunkard Kings
Had no clue of him  
Yet, the night twinkle away

The In-law with the baby in her arms hissed
Two hours went pass the midnight
Still, it was a house full of darkness
His Eve unbolt more of her to me
As she sobs her way to sleep
“He his dead drunk again”
Shall we all sleep, less we loose our night
King Solomon is alive with no live
But drunk in the arms of a concubine” 
Darkness exit, as the cockcrows.



Alayande Stephen T.
21st of June 2007
10.15am


In Iba, conceptualized for the scene at my friend’s place OSB.



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'Til Death

Joy sharing feelings of love honestly pleasing each other partners in life until death brings one Grief By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 20, 2012 For Ninette contest (Joann Grisetti) Second place


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Mom's Cobbler Pies

Mom slaved over cobbler pies for a dinner-time surprise! Applauded, she sighs...


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Forgotten Voices

Petes Story

Pete was 27 when his life changed forever
An honest man he lived life with endeavour
At 18 working as an apprentice and carving a life
At 21 he'd bought his own house got married had a child and wife

Holidays abroad twice a year a good husband and proud dad
He enjoyed a drink but it never got in the way of his love for his wife and his lad
But......the drinking turned to craving then addiction and Pete was caught in its grasp
He'd make all the promises to stop drinking but he would always relapse

Then came the excuses at work missing days turned to weeks then job lost
Then the bills and debts mounting his wife and son left hes paid a high cost
And now he walks the streets drinking cheap cider and meths
It wont be long now pete you'll be another stastistic on the list of down and out 
deaths

Jennys Story

As a young girl she had so many dreams
A pretty 12 year old gazing up at the tv screens
From an upper class family she had everything
Good education well mannered she had ambitions to sing

12 through to 16 her education flourished
Courteous well mannered physically and mentally well nourished
But....at 17 that all came crashing down around her
An accident took her family everyone even her mother and father

Feeling helpless and alone she took to the street
Its here she meets an alcoholic called Pete
He seems a decent guy he shows her the street life ropes
And they form a friendship recalling all there dreams and hopes

Hungry and cold her lifes no longer sunny
A stranger approaches her offering her money
Its her body hes after not asking but telling
Hes finished with her he throws her a tenner shes crying and broken the tears cant 
stop welling

So begins her life as a prostitute and it gets her by
Its not the life she wants but it gets her fed and keeps her dry
Her life spirals downwards her next stop is drugs
Her pimp supplies them to her.her dreams all gone she simply shrugs

But she will be joining her friend Pete soon as the drugs take hold
So here ends Jennys life forgotten her wasted body lifeless cold

Forgotten People

So spare a thought for these forgotten people who didnt choose this life
But were caught by addiction grasped by all its chaos and strife
Because they once had dreams and aspirations to fill
But the ugly shadow of addiction took away there will

Addiction is cruel it takes away choices
So lets not forget the Petes and Jennys of this world and there forgotten voices


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Retort from Inside the Eggshell

I winced disenchantment whenever you fell
Through countless absurdities I held my tongue
While you courted your daydreams from hell.

I mastered the rules willing all to be well
As you blitzed career ladders splintering each rung
I winced disenchantment whenever you fell.

I laid low, so fierce your desire to excel
Your mint julep put-downs like scorpions stung
While you courted your daydreams from hell.

I wallowed in patience, don’t ask and don’t tell
I begged your repentance where hope’s crosses hung
I winced disenchantment whenever you fell.

A childishly reckless, indulged Southern Belle 
Your frivolous insults so flippantly flung
While you courted your daydreams from hell.

For years poise and wit lulled me lame with their spell
I yearned for the charmed days when love’s fruits first sprung
But your mind’s locked up tight in a bright padded cell
I winced disenchantment whenever you fell
While you courted your daydreams from hell.


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A Perfect Glow

A Perfect Glow


A perfect glow wraps your sweet face
aroma of flowers and sexy lace,
hint of our coming embrace

A romantic vision appears before my eyes
images of naked bodies soon arise,
promises of morning skies

A bliss awaits this enchanted night
vows of passion and delight,
sings of our true light

A memory soon to be so lovingly made
tender waters we wade,
intimate joy so well played

A perfect thought stirs our loving hearts
as night's interlude starts,
beautiful sex , off the charts!!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-16-2014

Dedicated to my true love, my life, my wife...
Just burst out of me and had to get it down now...
I need sleep... sometime tonight...


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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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God Can Heal Your Marriage


How often have you told your 
wife you love her?
Only to be caught in the arms of “another…”

The vows that were made... 
 The promises given.
God gives a chance for you 
to be forgiven!

A husband and wife are sanctioned
 by our Lord…
But often end up in anger,
 bitterness and discord.

Jesus can mend the hurt and remove the pain.
And bring a healing to
 any guilt or shame.

He loves you with a Godly 
jealousy that is evident.
Into your heart and life…  
He longs to be a resident.

Won’t you allow his power
 to bring a restoration?
Before your family is heading
 toward a separation?

Let his words of hope and
 love be the glue.
And bring a new meaning to the words;
 “I LOVE YOU!”

May you be “caught up” in your 
heavenly father’s embrace.
And allow his love
 to put a smile on your face!

What God has joined as one. 
 He can keep together.
Won’t you allow him to bless
 your marriage forever?

By Jim Pemberton


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Wish I Might

I wish I may, I wish I might,
Wish this wish I wish tonight. 
The only star in my night sky
Shoots across my hopeful eyes. 
While others lay safely in their beds,
I dream a wish inside my head.

Some may wish for warmer weather,
I wish we face the cold together.
Others wish for silver and gold,
I wish for you to have and hold. 
And while you sleep safe in your bed,
I wish a wish inside my head. 

This dream a wish I hold so true.
This wish a dream I have for you. 
To be your night and be your day,
To make sure all that's gold will stay. 
To be your light in your darkest hour,
To be your never withered flower. 

I must make my wish with loving swiftness,
With only the Heavens above to be my witness. 
A priceless gift I've kept so true.
A beautiful forever I have for you.
I wish I may, I wish I might
Let my words bring this to life.


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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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How Do I Declare

How do I declare
My depth of love for you 
When language,
Man-made -
Limited by it’s own necessity,
Has not the reach 
To express the endless bounds of infinity?
How can I speak
Of something so immense
That is impossible for the human mind
To comprehend?
How can it be
A heart,
Caged within a mortal chest,
Can hold a love
Greater than all Creation?
This,
My love,
Is my dilemma.
How do I declare a love
Who’s limitlessness still amazes me?


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Have You Been Found GUILTY I Have The Answer

Guilty As Charged?  Try Jesus!

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   
03/04/11



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Lost Love Found by WLM on March 29, 2011

I need not scream
For the return of my dream
I feel so much better
For from her I received a letter
Her feelings were not of being mad
But of making me feel glad
She still wants me
And that is the way it should be
There was never a great cost
Nor even a feeling of being lost
When I heard from my love
All was still sent from heaven above
She finally did show
And my face had such a great glow
For me she does still need
So for now I will not concede
She still loves me so
In my heart I will always know
To me she will still marry
Now my head is not in a flurry
And a family we will still start
In mine heart I will sing like a lark
As God meant us to see
Together we will always be
In the simple breeze
I will hold her in my arms to squeeze
Now that I have my dear
I will lose all my fear
I have my best friend back
Oh God thank you for that
For with her I have no doubt
Thank you God I will never be without
She has made me so happy I still cry
For in my heart I do not want to die
All the feelings of dread
Have been put out of my head
To her I have so much to give
And for all of that we will always live
We must always treat each so well
My heart can only swell
I feel so young again
And that is where she will begin


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Night Autumn Psalm


Night autumn psalm:
firefly glows, my
wife is calling



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Fantasy of Love

Way deep in the forest where everything is green
A place where two people can answer their dream

It truly seems to my wife and I, as it so often does
 Only find what is if you search through what was

Our love is a story full of true mystical delight
She is the fair maiden and I am the brave knight

Our love is worth more than all the kings’ gold
For what good is wealth if theirs no one to hold

This forest is beaming it is beaming with life
As I gaze upon the beauty known as my wife

The crickets are playing their own special tune
As a lone wolf howls to the beat of the moon

The ground is covered in a blanket of white
As her and I slide into the hot tub of delight

I looked in her eyes and got lost in the dream
As we offered the night the heat of our steam

Like a kettle that whistles and then starts to blow
The fire of our desire could melt all the snow

I used to be a slave bound to my own lust
My soul was a whatnot all covered in dust

I’ve had many fantasies that I’m not proud of
Peaking and tweaking in the arms of a dove

They always left me feeling very empty and cold
At the end of the night there was nothing to hold

Those days are gone they are all in the past
In my wife I have found love that will last

My wife is a gift from the good Lord above
She is also the fantasy that holds all my love


Written for Christies Contest. I am hoping
that we should have things taken care of
personally by the 28th. Sorry i have been 
absent so long, God Bless, MJ


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Our little boys

Look at our three little boys all grown up. You'd be so proud of the men they are today. They think of you often and what'd you say to them today. I wish you could have been here to see them grow into the men they are today. Their no longer the little boys who use to need us to need us to make their bumps and bruices go away. Their now the strong men that have their own family's. You gave me three angels from above but, you were taken from us to soon. I know your always watching after them from above. Even tho their all grown up they'll always be our three little boys.


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Does Money Own You

The game of life is filled with greed,
People that are eager to fill a need
Money takes first place,
While what is most important becomes erased
Family’s pay a price
Just to have something nice,
You can’t take it when you die
None of this will matter in the sky.

Yet so much damage is caused by the dollar
It does not take being a well known scholar
To see the effects of what it brings
Look around at everyone and everything
People have killed themselves over stocks
While there are so many children that don’t even have socks.

Money is good to have, but not when it makes you go mad
Many have sold their souls just to obtain the most
Inside it's their "god" and has become their personal ghost,
Their wants grow into unfruitful trees,
Little streams become ravenous seas.

When you put it all into perspective,
When you know the true meaning of life,
It’s not about what materials you have,
It is about if you lived in peace, or in strife,
Did you get to enjoy your children, husband or wife?

By: Sabina Nicole


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Ae You Coming OUT Of The Closet

Are You “Coming Out Of” Or “Going Into” The Closet? Across this country, there’s more people “coming out of the closet.” Any sense of a Godly direction. They’ve seemed to have “lost it.” Often talking about their life. And are not ashamed… Often bringing dishonor to God's holy name. Perhaps “going back into the closet,” is where you need to be. And think for a minute….Where you’ll spend your eternity. God is still God. He is righteous but also holy and just. He asks all to give him our heart. Our obedience. And trust! Perhaps in the closet . A time of seeking God should be spent. A time to have fellowship... A time to repent. During this time, you can spend with God. And HIM alone. Asking him to bring peace, hope and love into your home. This closet can give you a “quiet time.” A time “to be still.” A time to seek God. And to do his will. May you allow your heart, toward HIM to be yielded and broken. And time to meditate on some of the words that he’s spoken. If it’s the closet that you truly want to come out. You can tell everyone: ”Jesus IS what life is about!” Allow HIM to cleanse and make you whole within… As his blood cleanses you and takes away every sin! Spending time with God… You’ll be glad you did. His abundance and overcoming life… He’ll freely give! God wants to be with you. By a “divine appointment.” Experience his life changing power, and a GODLY enjoyment! By Jim Pemberton 09/05/11


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The Spirit of Ruby Anne

This was written for Halloween :P



A silent, roaming apparition
Was the wife of a physician
While away on a mission
He married a magician
Without permission
His volition
Sliced open
His wife's
Heart.

The wife never loved another man
Poor, broken-hearted Ruby Anne
She died one day in Cheyenne
Now, everyday, you can 
See where it began
Ruby Bouman's
Spirit will
Never
Die. 



Dawn D. Kilby 
Copyright ©2008  Dawn D. Kilby


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PO JO

My life feels perfect and brand new as I gaze into your eyes, let our hearts engage 
gracefully and translate loves language of purity, mental pictures of our success are 
cemented into the core of my chamber of thoughts the sweetest sense of bonding with you 
eternally pleases the appetite of my soul. Your force field of irrelevance seems to cast away 
all my fears, unlike anything imaginable my queen is such an angelic figure, real love seems 
destined to come abound I now know that elegance walks.


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Friendships Are Easy To End Hard To Rebuild


Friendship’s Are Easy to End… Hard To Rebuild! When it comes to friendships, many are quick to “end it.” I seldom see very few that try to “rebuild it.” A harsh word said. An angry thought spoken. Can often cause many friendships to be broken! Scripture says; “be quick to listen.” “Slow to speak.” May we speak God’s grace each day of the week. A broken friendship can cause feelings of anger. And soon, our “ex-friend.” becomes a “stranger.” God will not give you a trophy for those you’ve “un-friended.” May you ask for his love to have your hearts “amended.” Broken friendship can have many repercussions. Often leading to gossip and back-biting discussions. May we seek God’s forgiveness to come back together. May his love be the glue that binds you forever! Life is too short to end a friendship. The person you left, could be going through a hardship! May the peace and love of Christ bind us as one! And bring a healing to every parent, daughter and son! By Jim Pemberton


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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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Eight years filled an ocean

It was two days from our first kiss
I could not move from the bed
Staring at the ceiling
Sure that soon I would be dead

But for three whole days
And three whole nights
You kept me in this world
As I swore to myself secretly
If I survive this she's my girl

I took just two months
Fourteen thousand miles
Before I was at your home
Knelt beside you
Next to seven monks
Selling my soul, heart and bones

It took just eight years
And an ocean
Of the the tears that I have cried

So I beg

Please give me back eight years

For in that bed I should of died


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One Last Glance--- SONG 1

Don’t let yourself be scared,
	be confident.
Don’t hold your soul back,
	just let it take flight.
Standing alone in an empty room
	admiring art from pictures of me and you.

One glance back at the life you knew before,
One last tear that wasn’t meant to fall,
One last embrace to know you were real,
One last breath to make sure you were okay;
One glance back.

Sheltered in your arms,
	a curtain of love binds me.
Hunger in your kiss,
	to know that you need me.
But I’m standing alone in a crowded
room filled with people admiring pictures
	of me and you.

One glance back at the life you knew before,
One last tear that wasn’t meant to fall,
One last embrace to know you were safe,
One last breath to make sure you 
were awake;
One glance back.

You left me on my own
worried sick about you, holding onto all
that was left of you. The
memory of you walking away,
with my silent prayer
hoping you would be okay. . .

One glance back. . .

		One last tear. . .

	One last embrace. . .

			One last breath. . .

One glance back at the life you had before,
One last tear that was meant to fall,
One last embrace to hold me through the 
night,
One last breath just to see the
mornin’ light.
One last glance.

One last glance. . .
		One last tear. . .

			One last embrace that I hold dear. . .

	One last breath that saves a life. . .



One last glance good-bye. . .

				Good-bye. . . 


								good-bye.


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Nobody Home

I don't sit home waiting for love to come call,
though I'm spending all my time alone;
the next time I hear love knock on my heart,
if it's you, there's nobody home.

When I answered the knock to admit you,
I didn't know what was in store;
you cheated and hurt me, then broke my heart,
if you knock, I'm not home anymore.

When you left I reached the conclusion,
that no-one at all in my life;
was better for me in the long run,
than being a cheating mans wife.

So don't come knocking again at my heart,
thinking I'll let you come home;
you better believe when I tell you,
if it's you, there's nobody home.


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Rainbows

At the ending of the rainbow
Where the gold just might be
The rainbow was the only good
Or so it was for me

I started out on a journey of mine
Over three years ago
Twas a beautiful rainbow indeed
But little did I know

I followed it all the way to the end
But what else did I find
But nothing there; it had been stolen
Oh how my love was blind

Could I for once, just chase a rainbow
And find a treasure at the end?
Will anyone else ever love me
But that will all depend

The next time I think about following a rainbow
To where the gold should be
Remind me the view is the only part
That will be good to me!


Details | I do not know? | |

Lesson from woman

-First episode

Gloom but mute
Dark in eyes where was flame
And my wife whom I thought
I keep out of storm
She asked me
Oh sweet heart where is your glow
In murmuring sound I said
I am OK just to save you
Baby
I try to keep the gale out of wall
In her soft sound but firm she told
Baby you already brought in
Bring your shine back and talk
Share with me baby your obscurity
And I will be secure
Open your heart release your load
Thanks my sweet heart
I am free and no more gloom
In my house
No effort like open heart in love

That lesson learned
For woman I love


Details | Free verse | |

Why i fight for this country

It’s foggy
I see people in the background
Running back and forth
But I can't make out who they are
 
I walk closer to see who they are
It looks like a girl
I get closer, she starts to run
Time for the chase, a chase to see who it is
 
I see a house, she runs inside
It’s a big blue house with a large front yard and a white picket fence
I knock on the door to see if anyone’s home
I walk in and in the house the fog has followed me in
 
I hear creaking foot steps coming from upstairs
I slowly walk up and stare at the wall
Its picture of me with an unknown family
A son, 2 daughters and a beautiful wife
 
I’m standing in the background in my navy whites
Where is this place, who are those persons?
Whose house is this?
Where are all the people?
 
I make it up stairs and see the children’s room. 
Daughters. It looks like twins, twins sleeping in the room all tucked in
The fog is slowly clearing, I’m getting confused
What life if this, whose shoes are these?
 
I walk further down the hall,
The next room is his.
The son in the picture,
Full of trophies and figs.
 
He looks like a sports jock
How many trophies he has
He’s sleeping with his shirt off
But still tucked in like a kid
 
I say good night
And slowly close the door
I feel this is natural
As I see his night light turn on.
 
I continue with my journey
With every step the fog clears
I see the master bedroom
And take a peek whose inside
 
I see a women, her back is turned
The women in the photo but can make out her face.
I can hear her laugh
My heart it pumping
She says to me "you’re finally home!"
 
Sounds like an angel sing
Who is this woman, what is this feeling?
She has her faced turned to her shoulder, like she wants to speak
Still can’t make out her face, its very mystique.  
 
I walk closer, I see her ring
Could this be the love of my life?
I get a little closer to see who she is
I trip and fall down 8 feet into the rhib
 
I’m on a small boat in the water splashing. 
Was I dreaming, or did that happen?
 
It’s the life I dreamed,
What I wish I had.
I fight for this country 
So everyone else can have
 
The dream that I wished for
Everyday I wake
I gave up my dream
So the whole world can take it.


Details | Rhyme | |

Setting up House

I met a woman, fell in love
She was a gift from above
Soon she became my spouse
We gathered things and set up house.

Some things were new without a flaw
Some were hand me downs from Ma and Paw
For some we saved nickels in a can
Some were bought on the installment plan.

Children came – a total of four
Two boys – two girls- no need for more
We managed to provide room and board
Did the best we could afford.

We moved around from house to house
On an adventure – me and my spouse
Gathering things to which we would cling
But we rarely got rid of anything.

Tables, chairs, couches, and beds
Cabinets and shelves taller than our heads
Mugs, pictures, and bells we did collect
Mementoes and heirlooms on which to reflect.

A man gathers a lot in over fifty years
And remembers many of them with tears
Many a thing still fills my house
But it’s not a home without my spouse.

She has a room in a retirement home
Care is provided and she cannot roam
I dreamed one day we would be old timers
But I never figured on Alzheimer’s.

Now I have a house full of stuff
Too many things - more than enough
The time has come to downsize
To an apartment in the high rise.

My children came one by one
Went through my stuff until they were done
One takes this and another takes that
And managed to do so without a spat.

Giving things away is a lonely task
My irritability I cannot mask
Gathering things with my spouse
Was more fun than cleaning out house.



Details | Blank verse | |

Suburban Dream

I can be your sister and your brother
Your husband and your mother
I’ll bake and clean and treat you mean
Be your quarter back on our own private team
I’ll prepare your meals and iron your clothes
Leave your supper on the table as I walk out of the door
Let you wonder if I really am at the store?

I can be your superhero and save your life
I can be your number one fan, your right hand man
Your enemy sinister and wise
You are my teacher when I cross the line
And I’m your master when you say your mine
Sell my body and soul to keep food on your plate
Let you believe no one has ever touched me like that

I’ll be your secretary when your too weak to speak
You can use and abuse me and make me feel cheap
I can be your very best childhood friend
Your nurse by your side at the very end
I’ll keep you sane as you lose your teeth and mind
Tell you the world hasn’t really changed outside
Place flowers in your hair as your body starts to fail
Cut your food into pieces when your hands become frail
Smile and tell you that all is well
When inside I’m dying and feeling like hell


Details | Epic | |

The Earth's Core

I left the Earth and walked to the Moon passing the Sun.
Along the way a Star I did meet full of treasures and fun.
The Star had a story to tell so I listened carefully so keen.
It told me of Earth’s history and mysteries setting a scene.
 
There was a King a Queen a Prince and a princess before.
Not born of Earth but of this Star that made plenty more.
The Star buried them in the Earth’s core where they grew.
It took years and years for this mixture to ferment a brew.
 
In the Earth’s core were diamonds as big as Mountains.
They sprung forth showers of fires like huge fountains.
Under the diamonds was a huge magnet pulling the Star.
They stayed together and worked as one to build a heart.
 
So they gave the heart to the Queen and the princess.
The King and the Prince were able to take a recess.
They went on and built the dome around the Earth.
But in the core lies a timely date for a new rebirth.
 
So they grew and woke up and jobs were assigned.
They had to gather the crops and all planets aligned.
They had to dispense kingdom upon kingdom by a breath.
They had to experience a multitude of life and one of death.
 
But they hid treasures upon the whole Earth and stored.
They sealed fate conquering life and death until bored.
So one day they decided to go away leaving  treasure.
They’d build galaxies and more Stars hard to measure.
 
They stayed together and lived happily ever after.
Each with a skill and a talent cheerfully in laughter!
 
® Registered: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Rhyme | |

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 | Ballad | |

Love Lost

Drawn together, seemingly predestined, 
freewill nothing but illusion, 
a love so infinitely rare - 
a random wave of emotion 
to be surfed to its destination? 
No, a power sublime, 
surpassing that force binding the universe.

Were there ever more, or more intense
emotions rushing at once,
to weigh and buoy a heart? 
Your touch a great clarifier of thought and feeling. 
Restraint overcome, 
replaced by the capacity to love 
that stems from being loved.

Life flashing before me, its
realization of misshapen thought, 
misspent years changing everything; 
now understanding the true worth, 
this offer of life unencumbered. 

Every day a gift, every moment to savor, 
a license to enjoy life on unfamiliar turf, 
nothing more than fearless- 
when that felt at night, 
when we are all most alone, 
a fear so great to be called mortal terror, 
made powerless by your touch.

Studying your face feature by feature, 
could I ever forget your eyes, 
the luster of your hair,
the shape of your mouth, 
the sheen on your lips. 
This sum of love and beauty 
encompassing a dream; 
our lives before us.

Thoughts held in mind 
reproduced in their kind, 
love growing, ever expanding; 
your inherent goodness found me in me, 
showing what I might be 
taught the value of family, 
and roots.

In simplest terms my life began that day 
though I'd lived decades without. 
To see those eyelids flutter, 
to watch and pray through the night 
that I could fulfill my role as husband, 
to be your lifelong companion, 
friend, advocate, lover, protector- 
that you would understand cherish- 
and be a wife satisfied.

How long since we last kissed, 
but a moment ago, or an eternity? 
Oh, the sense of ineffable rest, 
joy and completeness when in your arms; 
a lover won, a wife to behold.

The commonplace, 
the everyday, behind its familiar facade 
being most likely to hold surprise, 
the memories to treasure; 
rejecting an existence 
that substitutes flash for beauty, 
sensation for love- 
as long as there is life there is hope
that beauty, that love lost 
can be rediscovered, 
what was reviled 
can be redeemed.


Details | Verse | |

Buried In My Mind

                when she left and said good by
                 I felt apart of me wither an die
                 it hurt beyond any feeling I have ever known
                 she took away everything 
                 that ever meant anything to me
                 my love my children my dignity

                 so I had to do what I thought was best
                 I buried her in the darkest corner of my mind
                 a place where the sun will never shine
                 I took the spade and dug the hole where she's now laid
                 where the wind blows cold and it always rains
                 in the darkest corner of my mind

                 I laid her there in her place of eternal rest
                 I had to do what I thought was best 
                 for me and my sanity


Details | Ballad | |

Blinded on My Wedding Day

Convince that you are the one for me.

Persuaded that I am the one you need.

Deceived that you desire my love.

Refused to see the truth so I wait.

Believing that your heart is not filled with hate.

I cry for my Heart that I am not confused.

Praying to God that I am not just being used.

Blinded by the, Yes I will marry you!

Consumed by the, Will you marry me?

Walking down the aisle to meet my groom, didn't realize it was the day of my doom! 

Oh! What can I say. Blinded on My wedding Day.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Bad Fortune

The alarm goes off with an earsplitting ring,
It’s five in the morning, I can’t see a thing,
I rise reluctantly from my comfortable bed,
And take two aspirin to ease my head,

I walk around clumsily like any other morning,
Slowly, my coordination starts forming,
In the car, I hear the news, more bad times,
Traffic’s bad, weather’s worse, a thousand more crimes,

I get into work and what do I see,
A pink slip on my desk, just waiting for me,
Thoughts run through my head as I walk back out the door,
How will I tell my wife I can’t provide anymore,

As I contemplate my problems and curse my life,
A plane slices through my office like a shearing hot knife,
As the day goes on, things only get worse, 
Buildings are collapsing, debris is dispersed,

As my wife weeps at my side for friends we had lost,
I can’t help but to think my life is of little cost,
Could have easily been me with the thousands of others,
With those brothers and cousins, uncles and mothers,

5 years have past and I still don’t know why,
I was allowed to live while others had to die,
I may not have the perfect life at any proportion,
But never again will I curse my bad fortune. 


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.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Sun

I woke to find the sun smiling down.
To brighten up my day.
With silky hair she smiled again,
And replied with a simple "Hey!"


Details | Rhyme | |

Just Words

To you they're only words,
uttered out of anger.
To me they're forceful stabs,
with a jagged dagger.

Stating I’ve lost my will,
along with any drive.
Shouting I have no purpose,
nor will I ever thrive.

Begging me to forgive;
for only human you are.
Promising you’ll try to end,
this brutal vocabulary war.

But like any other battle,
one must try to succeed.
Realize I’m not the enemy;
It’s me you cause to bleed.

They’re “Only Words” seems,
to be your favorite line.
Even when I’ve begged you,
to see the abusive signs.

You’ll never change will you?
This is who you are.
My only words left to say;
I can no longer bare the scars.


Details | Personification | |

The Pianist

They were invincible
whenever they’re onstage:
piano on the lead
with violin
as his accompaniment.

They toured the cities,
the parks as well;
soft harmonies they played
that all, including men
went envying them—

violin had felt betrayal
from her own bow.
It snapped her strings;
made it sever—
leaving piano out of tune.

Despite his downfall,
piano persisted performing
on stage, but alone—
playing his wife’s
funeral song.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Young Man With A Heavy Load


A Young Man With A Heavy Load… I was watching a young man walking down my road. I could tell that he was sad, and carrying a “heavy load.” You see his dad had recently “up and left the home.” Now he and his mom were left all alone! I could tell it was hard for him to hold back the tears. Especially after being with his dad for so many years! I don’t think that parents think about what they say and do. They can hurt and betray the one who said; “I love YOU!” When this happens… I know that the heart of God is hurting.. Too many couples are together, but their eyes “keep flirting.” They feel happy to have a family, but soon it’s not enough… And quickly run out when things get “tough.” The dishonesty, lying and cheating are too commonplace… I’ve seen the heartache and pain upon a loved one’s face. Jesus knows all about the hurt and pain that this can cause. He also knows about the “friction” caused by the “in-laws.” For the one that may be thinking of leaving his or her family… You may think it’s fun now… But you’re not going to be happy! Whatever is tugging at your heart now may seem “appealing.” But it’s the love from your spouse and kids that you’re stealing! I challenge you to be the man or woman of God he wants you to be! You need to be with the family God gave you! Can’t you see??? Come on back and spend the quality time you need to spend. Your family and children need you both as a parent and a friend! Allow the love of Jesus Christ to bind your hearts together! May his peace and joy comfort you now and forever! Allow your home to be filled with the love of God’s precious son! May be bring your family together in unity… As ONE! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

A Life

The hardest step is the first step,
They say.  I think it’s true.  No,
I know it’s true.  I took it today.
Maybe now, I can have a life.

The hardest step is the first step,
They say.  But unless I put my
Foot down, I’ll never know if
Maybe now, I can have a life.

A life without careless words and careful comfort.
A life without loving insults and calm threats.
A life without soft, choking blankets of security.
A life without fear and manipulation.

The hardest step is the first step,
They say.  I took it today, holding
A black, ink-filled pen, signing
The first step of my tomorrow.

Maybe now, I can have a life.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Hurt so much

You left me standing there
With out a word to say
You get in his car 
And I watch him drive away

You hurt me so much
And I just stood there in the rain
Grinded me teeth
And just took the pain

Now you tell me sorry
And how you miss my touch
But how can I forgive you
When it still hurts so much

No only did she leave
But she rubbed it in my face
While I was at work
She would bring him in my place

Never forget the way he smile
Looking at me with his evil eyes
Thinking what a fool I was
Not to see her cheating lies

Now she stands in front me
Like a broken tram missions clutch
But how can forgive her
When it hurts so much

What goes around, comes around
My grand mother use to say
They left me a broken man
Now look who’s crying today

A man will use a woman
Just to cause her husband pain
But when she leave home for him
Then there is no excitement again

So he will leave her now
And move on to his next victim
Then she will call her husband
Saying she sorry and she miss him

But who laughs last 
Laughs the best
And the karma
Will take care of the rest

Now she stands in front my door
Say she wants to relight the torch
But how can I forgive
When it hurts so much

Many nights I cry alone 
Thinking of him getting your touch
So tell me how I can forgive
When it hurts so much


Details | Narrative | |

Unlucky In Love

There was this very unlucky man 
with a very unlucky past,
in a small town with his unlucky dog,
upon which stares were cast.
They knew to keep their distance
and how unlucky was he.
His family cursed through generations,
their luck was not to be.

His mother had passed giving birth,
then a plane crashed on their porch.
It burst into flames as high as the house
and the whole place it did scorch.
The family survived but, badly burned,
they would be scarred for life.
And his dog has walked on three, old legs
since that incident with that knife.

One day, the unlucky father decided
his only son would be forced
into an unlucky marriage,
after which, they should’ve divorced.
For their families, they suffered through,
but never got along.
That horrible family curse of his
made everything go wrong.

The only company that he enjoyed
was from his three-legged pooch.
His wife would start arguments every day
‘cause he spent all their money on hooch.
She’d break his family portraits and scream
for hours and hours on end.
Once, she screamed ‘til she fell to the floor,
so a doctor they did send.

Her heart was weak and soon thereafter,
the very next week, in fact,
the unlucky husband came home from work
to find all the suitcases packed.
His mean, old wife ran out the door
when that doctor’s car pulled up.
He just sat down with his favorite bottle
and slowly filled his cup.
His family came when they heard the news.
“Why’d this happen?”  They noticed the mess.
So he turned to them with a drunken smile
and answered, “Just lucky, I guess.”


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Notion Of A Whisper

A flower will start off as a simple bud/
It then will grow forth !
As when birds in Summer tend to move North/
Yet as the flower may bloom/
There is often found room in which to grow,

Have a positive mindset in life,

Longevity !
There will be many storms !
Yet we all must not allow them,
To dictate what may happen in the future/
Today be a positive light to a darkened place/

Live by example !

Cause many people are watching !
They will be looking for some hidden quality,
Hence, a bit of understanding/
Perhaps it's determination or a great sense of integrity !
Yet without cement to hold a brick it will eventually fall/

This isn't some store bought item that one gets at their nearby mall,

Let all your words be few yet sweet and sincere/
For far too many people in life,
That don't even bother to care/
Just then a little bird had whispered in my ear/

Yet none the worse for wear,

The heart is deceitful above all things !

Still who can know it ?
A true friend is rather polite and sincere/
To the one who will often show it,
Set the standard high for yourself !

For whether you fall,

You will know in your heart/
That you gave it better then some college Joe try,
Try to keep your mind on just one thing/
For this is the essential key to your success !


Details | Rhyme | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

old - alone - tired

the quiescent melancholy of the old man glistened in
a teardrop that crept down a wrinkle carved on his face.
he sat alone in his quaint little house,
rocking back and forth on his stained oak rocking-chair,
pensively staring at all the clutter stacked and scattered 
around the living room in all old tomato boxes.
his wife used to grow tomatoes out behind the shed,
she tended to her plants like he tended to her heart.
fifty-four years of memories immure him his chair 
like the corn stalks that once filled his now barren field.
in one of the boxes he finds an old water-damaged photo
of him and his wife when they were young,
when the tomatoes grew plump and the corn stood tall.
six years - it had been six years since she passed -
and everything that they once shared still sits perfectly in tact,
as if when he would wake up he would find her in the kitchen
brewing up coffee and scrambling eggs.
all of her clothes still hang, her toiletries still in place,
even her hand-written lists still lay scattered on the counter.
the wizened, white haired man rubbed his worn thumb
over her face as if he would find her silken skin on the picture.
"happy birthday, pumpkin," he whispered to her.
after wistfully thinking about how it once was,
he reminded himself about how it now is, about his life today.
the television is all he has, the thing that breaks the perpetual
silence that consumes his days.
he slowly stands up and walks to the screen door,
opening it up to the twilit countryside of west Texas.
standing out on the raddled porch, he looks up at the pecan tree
that his now grown grandchildren once rattled with a pole
to get the pecans to fall so his wife, who they called granny,
could make the best damn pecan pie in Winkler county.
he stares at the falling sheets of scrap metal built around his barn
and makes his way back to the tired shed before night falls.
he musters up the strength to hop on his sun-worn tractor
that is now covered in rusted paint and cobwebs.
again, the man begins to cry; he remembers the summer days
when he and his wife would ride together on the once
bright green tractor and tend to the fields.
 
"why, Lord, why won't you take me, i've lived a full life, i'm ready,"
he desperately yells out to mackerel sky.
"i thank you for today, lord, but i pray for no tomorrow.  
there ain't anything left for me no more - please, Lord"
 
old.
alone.
tired.
--life.


Details | Free verse | |

THE QUEEN OF MY LIFE

Omofolabode MAKEs ME PROUD
Than anything I ever could achieved,
Seem to be so small since she arrived.
Angel winds an angelical formation.

Breathing seems so hard to do,
Suddenly, the promise of love has gone.
Omofolabode, I now understand
The time we made love together.

Why do I love you like I do?
You should have told me
Like a sunrise, like a rainfall
You make me feel funny

When you come around.
What I find out is joy.
She makes me feel happy
Like velvet to my skin

And I often wonder why?
Someone as flowed as I
Deserve to be as happy as
She makes me
To long for omofolabode
The queen of my life.


Details | Couplet | |

You're Gone

Screaming to be free
Detesting all of me
Wishing you were here
Drowning in my fears
Crying to be whole
Loathing your new goals
Fighting to survive
Longing to feel alive
Struggling with this fate
Trying not to hate
Smothering all this pain
Explosive once again
Combating this new plot
Hoping I’ll get caught
Probing feelings naught
Tasting hateful lots
Pleading for your help
Banish hurtful yelps
Dejecting the unknown
I’m tired of being alone


Details | I do not know? | |

marriage!

we laugh we cry,but most of all we fight
we lock our horns like two great stags
that fight each other through the night
circling then backing off
while all around the time stands still
we watch each other with angry eyes
neither one will take the blame
our stubbiness combined
our lives are so entwined
with bitterness and lies.
the years we,ve spent at logger heads
have brought us to this place,
its been a long old haul my love
but i think we,ve finally seen the light
i think we know we are in too deep
for us to ever walk away.away from the life 
that we call ours...
i think its taken all these years  
for us to wipe away those tears
and realise marriage is about
give and take,to care and put each other first
at least for some,if not for all the time
that we have left to share.
so as we carry on our way
through thick and thin 
let life begin
and forever hold me close,
never let me walk away
for better or for worse my love x


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DETERMINATION OF THE BIBLE CANON 11022011

The time the books of the New Testament were written
Many other pious stories
Legends relating to Christ
And His times were also widely circulated

As a result
In the early centuries of the Church
There was some confusion and doubt to which books are inspired
And biblical and which are not

As far as known
It was the Council Hippo in A.D. 393
First determined which books were inspired
And were to be included in the bible canon

In every respect identical with the canon of the Council of Trent
Subsequent Councils confirmed this decision and the Council of Trent in 1546
Formally canonized all the traditional books of the Bible
These books comprise to believe that all passages of all books are equally inspired


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You're Hand To Hold

You’re Hand To Hold

When the world I live in is bland and cold
I soon fell warm with you’re hand to hold
When I’m lonely and no one can be told
I soon feel company with you’re hand to hold
	
When I’m crying and feeling my life has been sold
My tears soon will dry with you’re hand to hold
When love seems dead and I feel really old
Love is soon rekindled with you’re hand to hold

With you’re hand in mine I’m feeling so bold
That’s what you give me with you’re hand to hold
When my life is ended at the pages last fold
You’ll be waiting or bringing with you, you’re hand to hold

When our anniversary at last reaches gold
I’ll be waiting just waiting for you’re hand to hold 
For the rest of my life everyone must be told
That I love you and all I need is you’re hand to hold


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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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How Many Chances

               

As I awoke half startled, face still screwed up in a frown.
   I lay there quietly, wondering what in the world had just gone down.
I raised myself up slowly, cautious of what I might find.
   Could that have been the sound of Gabriels trumpet, the end of all mankind.
It was so dark, there was no light to be found, and the air was so thick I was 
fighting to draw my breath.
   Maybe this was what it was like, was I experiencing death?
Why that couldn’t be, gosh I felt fine when I went to bed.
    So what in the worlds going on, and why am I having such a pain in the back of 
my head.
Well now I’m getting scared, and I’m here all alone.
   Lord what’s happened to my wife and family, if I could only find the phone.
Lord I thought when you died that you were drawn to a light.
   Why is it so dark, then stark reality hit me, what if I wasn’t living right?
So what can you do when it’s all said and done and there is no more chances?
   If you didn’t live for Jesus, then the devil gets his dues, he gets the rest of your 
dances.
Well just how scary is that, scary enough at least I hope it was, for that’s the way 
it is.
    As long as you’re alive and breathing, Jesus gives us every chance, He wants 
to make you His!
Then something else started happening, something is shaking me, shaking 
me   hard.
   I’m seeing lights all around me, and I sit up and holler, oh thank You Father, 
Thank You Lord. 
 My wife is the one doing the shaking, and she stood there asking honey what’s 
wrong with you?
   She said are you okay, you must have been dreaming, is there anything I can 
do?
I said yes there is, you can pray for me and help me to lead a better life.
   And Lord as I say my prayers, may I ask a special blessing for my wife.
She pulled me out of that dream you see that felt so very real.
   And now I’ve got this one more chance to show You how I feel.


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unfurled

All I want to do 
Is hold you in my arms and claim you
Mind body and soul
For you are the half 
To my whole

I want you to be my one and only girl
The one I call my own 
the one that has my heart
And the keeper of my soul
The one that watches my love unfurl
All I know is that im feeling light headed
And at peace
And like the part of me that was missing
Is back and feeling whole

All this time we were waiting for each other
All this time I was waiting for you 
We have all these words 
And we write them for each other
My words for you 
And yours for me
And the expression of love 
That has yet to be


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This Past Year


I think about this past year... It “came and went…” I wonder that kind of life have I really spent? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man… “I had the world in the palm of my hand.” I had many goals, ambitions and dreams. I wanted to enjoy life and do so many things. Looking back on time and how quickly it’s gone by. I gaze up into the beauty of the stars in the sky. As I get older and think about another “resolution.” I find myself with another problem with no “solution.” I think about a God... Who made all of this a possibility! He’s offered to me love, hope and tranquility! I’m going to make a new commitment this January 1st. No matter if things get better… Or things get worse… I’m going to give my life and family to God above. And ask him to bless our home with his mercy and love. I’m going to try to live for him the best way I know. And seek his blessings wherever I may go! I’m going to give to God a love and strong commitment. It’s only in him where I’ll find true fulfillment! There’s an important fact, I shall always remember… God is with me from January thru December! He will be there to guide each step that is taken! With him in my life… I’m never alone or forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


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A Long Lonely Year

Afghanistan. far away from those I love.

Leaving was tough this time, the kids tears tore at my heart.
Only as I turned to watch them drive away, did I see my wife crying
Never has she cried, always pretending to be strong
Going away for the fourth time must have been too much for her to bear.

Letting myself believe, I will make it through this fourth combat tour.
One year seems like a lifetime, the minutes ticking slowly by.
Never letting tears of sadness get the better of me.
Everyday, I think about my wife and our four kids. Are they ok?
Lost is how I feel.  Something is missing, I can barely breathe.
Yet this is what must be done, I took an oath. I made a promise.

Yearning every second, for my wife's kisses, and my childrens hugs.
Every hour of the day I pull out their picture, to see their smiles. 
Always in my dreams, my family is there for me. Never losing faith.
Reunited we shall be, after a long lonely year.


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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


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Almost Guilty

Occasionally I cry,
Overwhelming joy, 
Sadness is deprived
Seems Surreal
I found the real deal,
I feel almost guilty
Like it's a steal
Must have been a saint in a past life,
I'll soon be lucky enough to be his wife



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Santa Fe

It all came to an end last Sunday in Santa Fe.
The love of my life was violently taken away.
A mugger shot my wife even though she gave him her purse.
She was rushed to the hospital but things got even worse.
The doctors couldn't save her even though they tried.
While she was on the operating table, she died.
She was carrying my baby and that makes it more sad.
I'm no longer a husband and I will not be a dad.
Because of that bastard, two lives have came to an end.
My wife wasn't just my lover, she was also my best friend.
Now that she's gone, my future doesn't look very bright.
When the cops find that man, I hope they shoot him on sight.
She died even though I went to the Chapel to pray.
My life became worthless last Sunday in Santa Fe.

(This is a fictional poem.)


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Time

As evening sets in.I'm thinking of you.

I smell then see you.A voice talks to my heart.

Finally it's time.

He speaks silently and assured.

And I am wrapped in warmth.

Almost time.

I see those eyes.  Is she  the one.

I can breath. Feed me and hold.

Dinner time.

I see you walking towards me.

Your  black dress  is your shield.

You carry with pride and your voice as well.

Recognizing it I gasp. We  both see.

Those lovely words and arrowed.

Reunited we dance our favorite song.

The sun is rising and I'm thinking of you.

We danced again holding as we had before

Timed perfect.

As evening sets in I see you brush a wisp of hair back.

You who I waited for since God first prodded me.

It is time.

We're older now not as fast.

The love can run and does.

Overtime.


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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...


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My Christmas Rose

legend of blossoms                                                                                                        a gift given may flower                                                                                              dear your in full bloom


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SACRED OAK



Great Spirit, my wife withers the sky wants her to return let the wind carry your roots she is milkweed seed Great Spirit, the land empties war takes my people away their blood stains the forest floor your peace will bring life Great Spirit, we honour you generations speak your name though seasons drop like fall leaves thank you for your gifts
By Cyndi MacMillan, For Russell Sivey’s Trees Content This is the story of the Sacred Oak of Lenni Lenape tribe of the Delaware First Nation People. The Sacred Oak is a 500 year old Chinkapin Oak that is located in the Oley Valley of Pennsylvania. According to Native American lore, a young chief’s lovely wife is so gravely ill that she is near death. Desperate to save her, the chief goes to the Sacred Oak and asks for his wife’s life. When he returns to his camp, his wife is well. Years pass and the tribe is at war with another tribe. Again, the chief travels to the Sacred Oak and asks the Great Spirit for guidance. The chief is granted an idea and gathers blankets and beads and gifts for his enemy. The gifts are accepted and the rival chiefs smoke a peace pipe. The Sacred Tree became a place where one could find help from the Great Spirit. The tree still stands. It is over 500 years old and stands 73 feet tall and is over 21 feet in girth. Recently, deadwood was trimmed so that the tree can continue to grow. Chief Gentlemoon and 25 people from the Lenni Lenape tribe have held a ceremony to revitalize the tree. Though the tree is situated on private land, it is accessible to the general public for viewing.


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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


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Broken

Crucibles of tattered thorns intrests silenece of feverish scorns. Watered down rivers of loosely washed words woven which wander for weakening tranquility. Cascading into the pantheon of precipitating poet promises never finding grounds of solidity. Promises broken. Eternally the immortal sand is sieved. Roots find no hold. Blushes exchanged for the loss of words sanity, comprehending not, that which is bearing no fruit. Sighs afloat on blooms of brushed breezes blowing through the mind with a feverish pitch. A change of key the notes deafen the heart. Disturbing thoughts portrayed in the eye of ones mind as hellish scapes of monotonous crimes fill the heart of the humbled head. There is no going back. Destroyed works of slumbered art wither to rushing waters of wounded love. I have lost hope. Isolated secrets swim in a lot of desturbed lies which wicked deeds do not appease. No Comfort for the diseased works belated in times gone past. She has lied. Folly her actions be, raping the indicitive spirit that once beheld my being. The mirror unjustly blames me. And it curses the sight of thine eyes. She belittles me in tongues of foreign descent. My mind is slipping. Shadows now light the difference uncertain. The world seems a shallow place and I reside in a plethora of painful pins poking at my prostituted passions. I draw ever near the cliff that quickens my arrival. Struck out is the marrow from my bones nothing of substance can reside within. Hollow is the vessel quandering it's own demise. Mind in a fog I sit at the window, staring at life that no longer contemplates meaning in the grand hall of the emptiness were I once dwelled. Searching for importance in my soul in nothing but darkness. If the reaper comes tonight I care not. Why must I reap what she has sown? No reason for questions, I no longer care. Forgive me all I wish is to be whole agin and remove the pins from my distraught impovereshed personality. Slowly life returns. But my mind remains broken.


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Invisible yet Invincible



The seemingly small acts of a mother
Invisible in so many ways
Often wishing for another’s druthers
She still conquers her world each day

Little things she does so keen
Like binding sores or doing laundry
Often go by unnoticed and unseen
Yet, God’s beside her in her quandaries

He watches quietly as she builds
While her children grow swiftly by and by
She gives so much of her own free will
And she hardy ever questions why

She seems to know all the right ways
As she helps build their souls each day
She knows everyday is a brand new start
So she invincibly gives all her love and heart




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Salvation

In my stomach's pit is lone despair
My lungs take in the sultry air.
My feet, they shuffle to and fro
My heart, it has no place to go.

By day the boys they see me come
My chest beats steady like a drum.
My soul is spotted, torn, and bruised
My body battered, worn, and used.

Your eyes invite like fires warm
You arms, my shelter from each storm.
You hold me close, the sky's my home
Your castle cloud is where I roam.

Your hands, your touch itself will heal
Your skin is where at home I feel.
Your breath's the air that gives me life
Your dreams I pray will call me "Wife".

Your heart composes notes that bring
Me worth enough that I may sing.
Forever will you stay with me
To have, to hold, to loveth thee?


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My Power Story

My Power Story

As a child, I only saw 
the power of three,
my Mom, 
             my Dad 
                      and me.
                             We were a solid three.

When my brother Jon was born
I adopted the power of four.
Because he I adored,
I learned to make room for four.

When I was eight,
I learned to value
the power of two,
me and my best friend Sue.
Without her by my side, there was
nothing I could do!

Then my horizons began
to broaden and I learned
the power of five, six, seven
Eight and ten…
My numbers of friends
kept increasing.
My world was 
constantly multiplying
and dividing, as soon as 
puberty bloomed in me.

But when chirping blue birds
and naked cherubs started  
spinning around my head,
when the love struck and
set in at age nineteen,
I seemed to go backwards,
back to the power of two.

Those were the glory days
when we could sit and
gaze into each other’s eyes
for days.  We’d walk through
the park and the zoo
holding hands and saying
I love you.

Clueless was I, that the
misuse of this mystical power 
of two, could leave
me battered and bruised,
and emotionally
used and abused.

Once my stone tower of two
came tumbling down,
the power of two didn’t seem as
fresh as spring dew anymore,
as before when I thought our love
was strong enough to last forever!

For years the soured 
power of two made me
want to run endlessly,
to distant corners
of the earth just to escape
the painful memories
of ever being a part of this
dreadful duo.

Now I am starting
to enjoy the warm rays of sun
and the dynamic fun
that I’ve found in
the best power
of them all,
the power of one!

Just me,
by myself in the
day to day grind,
learning to stand strong as one,
to love and to nurture myself,
enjoying my life
without any strife.

There’s a lot to be said
about the power of one.
Learning to find joy and peace,
just being me for a while.

One day I’ll probably
be ready to move on to
whatever power is next for me,
when loneliness
starts to sour this 
single power.

But for now,
I’ll enjoy the
power of one,
to the tenth
degree,
just being me!


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Model

Within your bedrooms closets
you did our trousseau bring
the garments fit for marriage 
joining virgin to the King
 
Every thread hand woven
its tensile put to test
the secrets of your dressing
within inner chambers  rests
 
Every article hand chosen
for their quality did seek
until was found the wardrobe
that would your spouse complete
 
Every gemstone found that's precious
does in treasure box reside
therein your light reflected
which will adorn your bride
 
Here stored is every value 
where err' prized thing do keep
the apparel you have fashioned
to frame your bride complete
 
It's tailoring form fitted
garments exquisitely designed
to your patterns conformation
like you in heart and mind
 
their attire you've made flawless
the original design and form
where moth and rust can't corrupt
here Love's purity is worn
 
 
Luke 12:27 “Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin.
Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.
28 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and
tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith!

1Pet 2:19 For it is commendable if someone bears up under the pain of unjust suffering
because they are conscious of God.20 But how is it to your credit if you receive a beating
for doing wrong and endure it? But if you suffer for doing good and you endure it, this is
commendable before God. 21 To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you,
 leaving you a model, that you should follow in his steps.

 
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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The Rowboat

A storm rages within the sea
A storm rages within you and me
Crest after trough we persevere
In the face of surmounting fear

Through the tempest
Against the rage of the waters
Our rowboat struggles
Yet never falters

In the midst of this horror,
All our hopes are made clear
With these five simple words:
“I’ll row and you steer…”


For Jasmine...


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LIFE IS MEANT TO LIVE

LIVING IS LAUGHING, SHARING THE FUNNIEST MOMENTS THAT CAPTURED OUR GREATEST 
SMILES.
ENJOYING THE TIME WHEN SOUNDS OF HAPPINESS WERE ALL THAT CLEARED THE AIR.
THE GIGGLES WE'VE HEARD, THE SMILES WE SEE,
THE TOUCH I FEEL WHEN YOU ARE SO NEAR.
LIFE IS THE MEANING WE LOVE SO DEAR.
THE AMBITION & MOTIVATION USED TO KEEP OUR HEADS CLEAR.
OUR REASONS TO STRIVE & TO KEEP LOVE ALIVE.
OUR DECISIONS TO MAKE,
TO FEEL OUR HEARTS BREAK,
TO TAKE THAT GREAT CHANCE BEFORE ITS TO LATE!
TO FINDING TRUE LOVE & NEVER ASTRAY,
TO BEING SO ANGRY & STILL WANNA STAY,
TO HAVING THE PATIENCE OF AN ARMY OF MEN,
BUT STILL BEING ABLE TO CRACK & BEND.
LIFE IS A LESSON FOR EACH ONE TO LEARN,
AND BLESSINGS THERE FOR EACH ONE TO EARN.


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My Beloved (Part II)

                     Milk and honey are under your tongue.  Your teeth are like a flock of 
sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing.  Each has its twin, and none is 
alone.  Your voice is like apples of gold in silver frames, so as the fragrance of 
apples fill your breath, speak to me.  Call my name for your words are smooth as 
oil, majestic as your crown.  Your hair is like the flocks descending from mount 
Gilead; like royal tapestry, it's glorious and I'm captured by your tresses.  Your 
temples, behind your veil, are like the halves of a pomegranate, and your ears 
are bordered with rings of gold and studded with silver.  Your neck is a tower of 
ivory with necklaces of gold, and your shoulders slope like the falls, as your arms 
cascade your body.  
                     Your breasts are like twin fawns, tender, browsing among the lilies.  
Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its cluster of fruit.  I will 
climb my palm tree and take hold of your fruit.  They are like the clusters of the 
vine; they are like the best wine bringing me full contentment- so shall I be 
satisfied with your breasts at all times.  Your waist is like a mound of wheat 
decorated with lilies, and your navel like a golden goblet never lacking wine.  So, I 
thirst for my garden's founts, and I hunger for her choicest fruits; as I unlock your 
barred gates and unseal your closed springs, my eyes are fastened upon you.


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Proposal

Oh how the King has loved you
your beauty is rare
                and your fealty unsurpassed
let us traverse the garden meadows
in the mountains along the foraged trails
alongside the thickets into the redwood groves

I will call you to my side
there always to be present with me
the bride price was costly , a kings ransom
but I have redeemed you for myself
no others shall have you , I have made you mine
I have loved you with an everlasting love
with the promise I have given you
that your confidence may rest in my word
none in a thousand , one in tens of thousands
but you are beyond price, inestimable your value
have been foreordained to be for me
hand chosen by my own father

Where justice has met compassion
power has betrothed meekness
wisdom has married foresight
and love gives birth to truth
will that these qualities multiply
for these are the virtues
that will be the healing of the nations

All that is mine , my gifts for you
born of a love incomparable
even as my father has given me
I will make your joy full
and grant the desires of your heart
though you have been terrified
you shall rest in my security forever
remain on the watch
for I will show you
the things that yet must come to pass
for I watch over you 
will shield you and guide
you into all the truth

amen , come Lord Jesus

COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC


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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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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


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Suburban Affairs

As she watched him walk out the bedroom door,
she still clenched the white sheets now soaked in their sweat.

She didn't have the energy to join him in the quick, hot shower -
which was just as well, because she wasn't ready to wash his aroma off her naked body.
She smiled, watching his shapely ass walk out the door once again;
then the tears started forming, as they always did at this time.

She heard the front door close; his car engine start;
and, the wheels backing out of the gravel driveway.
She felt him dripping out from between her legs
as he drove on down the street.

She wondered what lie he would tell his wife as an excuse for being late once again.
She wondered what lie she would tell herself for letting him in her bedroom once again.

Suddenly, she couldn't wait to wash his aroma off of her.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror and said, "No more."
"I cannot continue to allow this to happen."
"It isn't fair to me ... It isn't fair to her ... It isn't fair... "
"No more!"

She stepped into the shower determined to wash him away.
Instead, however, the warm water and lathered hands relived
the memory of his touch, his caresses and his unbridled passion.

She sank to the floor as the shower sprayed down on her exhausted body,
angry at herself for knowing this would happen again. 

Ten miles away, his car pulled into a driveway ...
just as the gardener slipped out the back door and his wife hurriedly got dressed.


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A Beautiful Stranger

Life was incomplete and so dry, 
Till a beautiful stranger came by; 

We met and met, till we fell deeply in love, 
Together we got the taste of paradise above. 

So now we walk, through the aisle of life, 
No longer strangers, now we're man and wife, 

With all our love and trust in one another. 
We promise to hold each other's hands forever.


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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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My Love Awaits

"My Love Awaits"
By Michael Williams
Sitting in the park reading a book,
Is a beauty, I just had to look.
I need to find a plan,
I need to meet her I know I can.

I send a puppy to go her way,
He approaches wanting to play.
Now I know that's my que,
I know exactly what to do.

I say Hello and to my surprise,
She had the most beautiful eyes.
I couldn't help but to stare,
My love for her I wanted to share.

I asked her for a date,
I had to be with her, I couldn't wait.
She said yes I was surprised,
She had me completely mesmerized.

We sat and talked on our date,
I met her kids, they were great.
A perfect family for our life.
I had to have her for my wife.

She said yes when I proposed,
And that is how the story goes.
19 years later, my love for her has grown,
beyond all measure, who would have known.

Making her happy without any tears,
And sharing my love throughout the years.
I love her unconditionally that is no lie,
I will love her forever even after I die.


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Are You God ophobic

Are You God-ophobic? I’ve heard of phobias of different kinds. I’m sure there’s many people with “confused” minds. But there’s one “phobia” that concerns me the most. It’s a “God phobia” that’s drawing so close. It’s like people have a phobia of “In God we trust.” While so many of their lives are burdened with lust. A lust for pleasure and whatever “pleases for the moment.” Many are looking for various kinds of “fulfillment.” But fearing and obeying God? This sounds absurd! Why should anyone care? Much less… Read his word? Even prayer seems to be “a thing of the past.” How much longer will this country last? What we should fear… Is the wrath of God that will come… For not believing and accepting Jesus… His son! Everything we’ll ever need. Has already been provided! An abundant life with Christ can now be decided! Won’t you accept his gift of life everlasting? And look beyond human reasoning and understanding? Put your faith in God. And HIM alone! So you too, can have a place in his eternal home! By Jim Pemberton


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Spell B o u n d

Spelled Out

Spellbound, he captured me

But it was only a dream.

Craftily my mind carved

A space where we danced

And he drank honey

From my pomegranate navel.

Gently we caressed

Butterfly kisses extended

Unto flight of heart.

Spellbound, he captured me

But he was only a dream

His rugged jacket and 

Camouflages marched

Like ghosts in a desert

An aching in the hollows of my belly

Called out to him

Our wedding day approached

As I searched for wedding dresses

Pressed into 

Bridal magazines forever

A flower of international deceit

Instant bravery served like

Coffee wasted unto a table of

Unfinished jigsaw puzzles.

Spellbound he captured me

But I was only a dream

Jacked up into a tiny space

I did not even scream 

When my very being splintered

At my second birth

Blood and dust compressed

Clanging in the ears

Of innocent passersby

I dissolved like ice

Buttered popcorn thrown into

A crowded theatre

Surprising everyone yet

Recognizable as marches

For freedom

That will always and never

Be attainable.

He pushed me into a corner

Of my own life and I looked

Out screaming until

I broke the spell.

I captured the dream

Sat it at a distance

Breathing life into it

A dragon blast of oxygen

A parade of hope

Like on January 16

Every year dreaming

Of peace and rightness

Spell broken I captured me

Forcing air into my

Lungs as I expanded

Breath after breath

Thought after thought

Step after step

Lifting my hands 

Unto the plow

Reclaiming my raisin

From the explosion

Digging the ditches

Of reconnection

Forming a mound of

Clay into a habitation

Praying arrogantly that all

Spellbound captivity

Will end.


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Disloyalty

My suitcase lies on empty bed
With travel on my mind . . .
I pack then fly within my head
As I leave your ghost behind.

Someday it won't be just a dream
Carving out a new life will be real.
I sacrifice, you say I scheme,
Misunderstood is how I feel.

With crumbling vows you cheat on me.
My saddest eyes with tears do fill.
To leave, my avenue must be;
The contrast is I love you still.


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Another Perfect Day

A pillow rests beneath wavy locks of sunburst hair,
eyelids shallow, folding closed over ocean deep eyes,
porcelin arms, as ivory as the snow cross over a warm white bear,
little pouting lips purse and twitch with a hidden smile as dreams take over,
simple words, sweet and true slip from them with a breath,

                                   "Tomorrow will be the best day of my life, 
                                     because it will mean that I get to spend 
                                     another perfect day, with you by my side."

                                     a gentle sigh escapes "Goodnight my love."


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HAPPIEST DAYS OF MY LIFE

HAPPIEST    DAYS    OF    MY    LIFE  ( EXERPT FROM DIARY )


Wednesday afternoon :-

I was sitting  under a tree and 
Watching apples falling -  said to myself, 
Wow  I’ve just discovered 
The law of gravitation.
My wife ran out and said 
Isaac come and get your 
Dinner before it goes cold. 
It was meat-loaf – my favourite.
After dinner I  wrote “Principia”  - 
Cool book, kinda new   ideas, 
Nice read but it didn’t sell well.

Thursday morning:-

Sort of  invented calculus, but made no notes.
Found later that Leibnitz also 
Did same, but kept his notes.
Must keep notes in future.
Dinner – sausages and potatoes.

Friday:-

Rained  during the  morning, but saw rainbows later.
Discovered  that light is splittable into colours.
(Kept note of discovery)
Mashed potatoes and lamb chop.
These are some of the happiest days of my life – 
My wife is such a good cook.


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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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Thank You

Thank you for cheating; thank you for lying
There are now less nights where I am crying

Thank you for leaving me behind 
And not making me think that you were really mine

Thank you for opening my eyes; that was very kind
For now I can see you for who you are; I am no longer blind

Thank you for not caring; thank you for not comparing
For if you did, a scar I'd still be wearing

Thank you for treating me like I am the one at blame
I gave you  three strikes; you are no longer in the game

Thank you for breaking my heart
Thank you for now I can begin a fresh start

Thank you for turning your back on me like this
I am to you as you are to me; you don't exist

Thank you for all and everything
No marks left on my finger from my wedding ring


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A Good Wife Prays

A good wife prays
For her hubby
Loves him always
Even on days
When he’s running
The streets and creeping
Down other 
Women’s hallways.
A good wife goes 
To the Father
About the things
 That bothers her
Regarding her hubby.
A good wife continues
Her duties
No matter where 
He should be
Or what he’s doing
She knows that he has
To answer to the heavenly
Majesty for whatever
Dastardly deed.
A good wife understands
That prayer is what 
Her hubby needs
Even when she’s tired 
And angry.
She loves him always
A good wife for her hubby
She prays.


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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!




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Sponsored by Gwendolen Rix

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was 71.5 pregnancies per 1,000 women aged 15–19.


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Oh, you know

You know there are many things
            I wanted to give you
            I wanted to show you
            I wanted to teach you
You know there are many things
           You have given me
           You have shown me
           You have taught me
You know so many things are said 
           without meaning
    That is why I wish to say
                  I love you
           Not only in words
        But in everything I do


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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


Details | Romanticism | |

On A Sagging Couch

                        

                                                And            You
                                           I                              Are
                                         Have                          The
                                         The                           Half
                                            Other                     Of
                                                 Half           This
                                                          Heart
             Sitting on a sagging couch
                                                       Remembering, the olden touch
             Robin warbles, on tree of pears 
                                                        Own memories, of yesteryears
             How many storms passed?          
                                                         Yet, to anger, we never rushed
             Summer has faded, now is fall
                                                          Always together, we will recall
             Counting the golden leaves
                                                      On the garden, a spider weaves
             Till the nagging rains come
                                                      Seaming our breath, with a hum
             Of warm embraces and kisses 
                                                        Edifying once more, the pieces
             Of love, till the next cockcrow
                                                      O! Forever, you and me, the vow
             The dreams, from yesterday
                                                          Live, for tomorrow…and today
             Remembering, the olden touch
                                                  In love, sitting on a sagging couch


 


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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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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


Details | I do not know? | |

my rules

you lay about all day
not caring about what i have to say
i am a woman i deserve respect
and trust will get just that

yes you're a man that thinks 
that a woman has to do all the cleaning
sweetie we 're done with that stereotype
its time for a change and a new meaning

the next time you decide to raise your voice at me
know that you will be slapped across your face baby
i don't like disrespect and neither will i ever
watch you tone with me and i will not be mean

i'm not as nice and good as you wanted me to be
i can no longer torelate how you treat me
 i am your wife not your doormat
you will not step all over me

i don't want to be your enemy 
i don't want to become the one you hate
you need to treat me right before 
its to late


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Erotic Dilemma

There she comes
Wafting like the breeze 
Amidst her splendor
She breathes,

Her eyes, O her eyes!
A drawing of skies
A symphony to 
Sensationalize,

There she comes
Waltzing upon her cadence,
Her gleaming portrait…
My buoyance! 

My rejuvenation, my loving wife… 
--------------------------------------------------

There she comes
Her smoking intoxication,
As I inhale her odor
My sensation,

Her touch, O her touch!
Upon her essence 
My soul is clutched…
Her sensuality, 
Invigorating suspense,

There she comes
Crimson as she charms
Resting amidst my fingers
She tends to harm!

My liberation, my loving cigarette…


For a husband and wife
One of you ought to throw out some Marlboros!


Details | Light Poetry | |

My Beloved Kay

There you were Kay, across the dance floor
Caught your smile and it overpowered me
Danced with you and knew for sure
You are the one to share my life.

So much interest in learning everything
Caring approach to those less fortunate
High moral attitude to things important
Unwavering trust in a higher power.

Raised a family of fortunate girls and boys
Dedicated to all in a selfless manner
Never counting the continuing sacrifices made
Thanking God for blessings showered

In later life returned to dedicated work
Rejoicing in the medical service rendered
Counted not the enormous cost to self
All that matters is helping others.

After thirty years I look across the room
There is the smile again that caught my eye
And I recall a happy life well spent
With my beloved wife.

Now when I contemplate the declining years
I know that long long ago in a lighted room
I glanced across and caught a smile
That changed the direction of my life


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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 | Concrete | |

my letter

My letter 

 I was captured by her beauty and personality 

I wrote her poems; lovely one, too.

One year of feeling who she was and now gone through the difficulty

A part of me as drawn away 

In such I prayed and kneel that I might change toward the one God created an 
specified  

All might that I have given to love this girl now what more than to lead me in tears

A broken relationship wanting to hold on to the best 

I confess she’s totally different from the rest

Written that letter bought me tears

And the rest of my days I have face the fears

I know I did mistaken, but I plead with her to sit and talk and prayed over the 
trouble that has rail my life 

The love within have slowly disintegrated

She cried out I need no man; I have no father I can make it on my own.

Hurtful to hear these words of yours have deeply touched the center of my heart, 
but yet 

 Ordinarily your beauty is in my eyes constantly thinking of you.

And now it seems that you want to say good bye 

And I believe my face no longer fit your heart

And the very touch can’t satisfy your pleasure 

But as for me I thought to have found the best treasure 

You were the single star in my life a beautiful lovely rose in my life 

And I be grateful to God that day that you became my wife

A part of you is now in me 

I was afraid and acted like a fool and I am sorry it wasn’t cool

But i ask you that it might be forgetful, the Friday dilemma 

The years of love perish and the next thing is a knife upon my throat

I prayed that I might bless this marriage and ease the darkest of days

And what more to write and say 

Searching to know the one I love would run away 

 Love 

stan

 

 

 


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The Alone

I'm alone, and drunken, I'm alone on my own.
I am drifting in memories of a life still unknown.
I find myself staring at clouds passing by.
I'm crying inside, and I still don't know why.
Where are the dreams that I had as a child..
Who is this woman, so numb and so wild.
The minutes keep moving, the hours unlasting.
Should I keep drinking, as time keeps on passing.
I look in the mirror, and who do I see.
Someone I lost long ago inside me.
I pray for the change, I pray for the life.
I pray to be who I am, inside this wife.
I pick up the dish, I pick up the trash.
I pick up the groceries, spending the cash.
I turn on the light, I turn off my heart.
When will my dreams come back..
Will they ever start...

Again.



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cjh

it feels good to know 
I have found someone 
who cares as much 
as I love the sky 
as I love the rain 
as I love spring 
or a summer day 
it feels good to know 
I can look in your eyes 
and not be denied 
the love I feel inside 
is more precious than 
the first blooming flower
the first clap of thunder 
the first ray of sun 
after a shower 
it feels good to know 
where ever we go 
you are always with me 
by my side
and knowing you love me 
makes me fly
higher than the biggest plane 
further than geese on autumn days 
for I am undoubtably yours
forever.


Details | I do not know? | |

Joey (7)

I wish I had the power to turn back time
I would go back to the day when my wife became mine
If I could have a wish, just one
I would back in time when I was married my age was
                      twenty-one
If I had the chance to relive my life 
I would do it again with my same wife
In a pocket next to my heart are pictures of my wife
I will probably carry them for the rest of my life 
My girl and I were young when me first met in life
She grew up to be a woman and became my wife
On that day we married she had a sparkle in her eye
No one could be happier than I
We were standing there and she looked so pretty
I felt as if I won first prize in a lottery
I have become more sensitive in these last years
A movie a song even a thought can bring on tears 
I miss that weakness and love that was in my wife
Now it’s my weakness trying to go on with my life
On that last day I had no time to tell her I love her, or to 
                          say good bye                                   
I do find a lot of time for me to cry
When your married a long time you don’t realize the
               little you know in your life
I found out how much when I lost my wife
On mother’s day my wife’s dog had died
She was a family member and I cried
My wife is my past, my children my present I lost my
                future when I lost my wife 
Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her in my life
I feel that I m honoring my wife
Writing poems about some of her life 


Details | Romanticism | |

The Things I Feel Inside of Me

The things I feel inside of me,
I doubt anyone will ever know.
The things I feel inside of me,
I try so hard not to let them show.
The things I feel inside of me, 
Sometimes makes me cry,
The things I feel inside of me,
Make me wonder why I'm ALIVE!
The things I've seen,
The things I've done,
Makes it hard as hell,
For me to live on!
My life is so much better now,
Than it was before,
I finally have someone that loves me,
That I love even more!
This man comforts me, 
When I'm feeling all alone,
The man gives me shelter,
After 25 years I finally have a home!
It's not the walls, the roof, 
or even the floor,
It's the Love and Understanding, 
That I never had before!
I need this man,
More than he'll ever know,
To hold me and love me,
As we grow old!
His smile can always, 
Brighten up a room,
He eyes tell me,
He loves me, 
And he'll never leave me, Blue!
His arms they hold me,
And touch me so gentle.
His body, so handsome and sexy,
I can't get enough!
He always makes me smile,
Even when I want to cry.
He always kisses me gentle,
To tell me he's at my side.
He loves with all he is,
Was, or ever will be, 
With him is where I'll stay,
Through eternity!


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For You

 Your love so true to the heart, to weaken or break down in strength
I for sure have chosen the right person to spend the rest of my life with
Your always there when I need you,and I'm there for you. when I am sick
your there to take care of me, I'll always be there to take care of you in sickness 
and in health. I mean I sit here and wonder thinking to myself, how in the world did I get so lucky to marry you. your everything to me and always will be baby, I love you so much,
nothing will ever change that. 

A dedicated write for my wife ....... By: Scotty Skaggs To Stormi Skaggs


Details | Epithalamium | |

My Beloved (Part III)

                      My attention is undivided as you dance for me the dance of 
Mahanaim with your beautiful sandaled feet.  Your graceful legs are the jewels of 
the Master Craftsman, which surround my waist, and your feet secure them.  So, 
we embrace and come together, for I belong to you, and I know your desire is for 
me.  Hold me close and caress me because the winter is past; the rain is over 
and gone.  The vines have budded and the blossoms have opened.  Everything 
is now ready, and our bed is new and lively.  It's undefiled.  It's spread abroad 
with silk and satin and is perfumed with aloes and cinnamon.  And in our bed is 
every delicacy that has been stored up, so let us solace ourselves with loves, 
and let us take our fill of desire until the morning.
	I have come into my garden; I have gathered myrrh with spice.  I have 
eaten my honeycomb and my honey.  I have drank my wine and my milk, which 
have come straight to me.  Flowing gently over my lips and teeth is the drink of 
your spiced wine, the nectar of your pomegranates- and I, too, shall always fill 
you with love.  You are priceless to me, and I trust you.  I will be good to you all of 
my days.  You are blessed.  You excel all others who think they have done 
virtuously.  Cradled beside me, you protect my heart, and I will praise you 
because you fear the Lord, but never be afraid- I will do for you all that you 
require.  I will be for you all that you need, and my banner over you is love.  
                    My queen, I am rich in you.  You send light into my life as fair as the 
moon, and clear as the sun, and majestic as the stars in procession- and I love 
you.  I love you for who you are.  I will always cherish and adore you.  I will live 
with you in understanding and compassion, and I will care for you, so be secure 
in me.  We are one; you are my only one, and I am yours.  This is the Lord's doing 
and it's marvelous in our eyes, so let us rejoice together in Him and celebrate 
our love.  Let us join together always and delight ourselves forever.


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I Didn't Know HOw Good I Had It Until I Lost Everything I Owned


I didn't know how good I had it, 
until I lost all that I owned.
I lost my famly, all of my cars 
and even my home.

I tried to live a life according
 to a "good principle."
I let pride get in the way and
 felt rather "invincible."

I once had money, wealth and a lot of fame.
It seemed like everyone around
 me all knew my name.

I feel empty now... afraid.... 
and "at my wit's end."
Everyone. it seems, has left me.
 Even my "close friend.

Jesus... You're the one I know 
that I can call upon.
You make things "right" 
when all seems "wrong."

What you can give to me, 
money could never buy.
I humbly kneel before you Lord, 
with a desperate cry.

PLease help me dear Jesus. 
 I know that you can.
I read in your word that you are; 
"I AM that I AM!"

In YOU... Jesus... can I
 find life's meaning.
Your life for mine, is what I'm now receiving.

You're my best friend whom 
I love so much.
I long for your mercy and peace... 
your "special touch."

You alone can bring true joy that 
fortune could never give.
You brought me hope and peace
 and a reason to live!

By Jim Pemberton
2007


 






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To my husband with love

 You've given me about everything I've ever asked for
Thats why I want to tell you dear each day I love you more.

If I could turn back the hands of time theres one thing I would erase
and that would be all the worry lines I've put upon your sweet face.

You've been my friend through all these years
the only true one I've had.

You've been there by my side to comfort 
me when things were going bad.

And rho life's not been easy it never was meant to be
I wanted you to know sweetheart your everything to me.

I've almost lost you many times,but God has pulled us through
hes given us another chance to live our  life all new.

Theres just one thing in this whole world
I'd really love to do. and that one thing to me
sweetheart is to live my life with you.

your wife
with love
"Teeny"


( this was written to my grandpa... we never discovered this poem  until the day 
she passed away. It fell from a  photograph of her and my sister... ( the picture 
was tooken when my sister was little). We framed it and  had it placed in the 
living room.... January 2nd  2008 my house caught fire  and we practically lost 
everything  especially  this only  poem written to grandpa by his wife ( grandma). 
Lucky before the fire one year  in 2006  I had the chance to  write it down  and  
place among my   poems... When I  read this poem I  grew the   ability to write my 
own... like I have a  piece of my grandma in me. and I just want to tell her I miss 
her and  love her  "R.I.P. grandma Evans aka Teeny  9/11/1934- 9/8/1999")


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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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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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The Price of Faith 11122011

… WHAT YOUR CHILDREN MIGHT BE PRESERVED UNHARMED WISDOM 19:5

MY FATHER’S FAMILY left Russia in 1917
At the urging of their parish priest
“If you want to keep your children safe in the faith
Go to America!”

German-Speaking Russians
Soon afterward their 13 year old daughter
Margaret had been raised in the Church
The Family continued to trust in God

Today we honor St. Josaphat, patron of the Ukraine
He was a man who loved his country
Loved his Church even more
Speaking courageously about unity with Rome at a time of schism and division
His bold stand eventually cost him his life

St. Josaphat
Like Margaret’s family, reminds us 
That trust in God
Is the only source of true safety

Readings 
Gospel
Wisdom 18:14-16; 19:6-9 * Psalm 10:2-3, 36-37, 42-43
Luke 18:1-8


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The Hung Jury

When he entered the world 
They started him off with
Non-negotaible funding
For a sacrilegious plea.
After all,
He'd been through a lot.
Enough to know what
Was good for him.
When he waited for
His turn to reply
Instead of listening
To their speech
He noticed a fellow
Jury member
Nugging at his knee.
What oracle 
In all her honesty
Could foresee 
What they would
Channel unto his
Sun soaked brow?
His wife's plush face
Contorted in 
An anthrax laced expression
That deadened the nerves in his smile.
She knew.
History became a myth to her.
Now all he was 
Was a drifter
Only seemingly beautiful to
Awkward girls just above
Smiling but
Always below turning to dust.
He reached inside their 
Far fetched frowns and
Drew back the staggered snarling
Teeth
Of the beast that
Bid him goodnight.


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Preach

Preach to the full moon soldier
It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder

Mother has child that father denies
Leaves when his baby lets out those first cries
Excuses flying, lies sailing; words without care
Feelings are complicated so share you don't dare
Lips that smile hold some bruises and a cut
Hands that have done the damage slam the door shut
You watch him out the window glass
Retreating figure gone at last

Preach to the full moon soldier
It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder

Things get harder, mothers fired
Baby is toddler and much too tired
Money is in short supply
If only father would just comply 
To help raise his growing kid
Instead he ran and lost his bid
A single tear stains the cheek
Of a mother's soul who's much too weak

Preach to the full moon soldier 
It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder

Mothers dead, everything's blown
Toddler is small child left alone
Father drunk, stumbling back
Custody left to this piece of slack
Days are long and too far gone
Nights are worse, he's never done
Talking his beer scented words speaking
He says to his child be kind, PREACHING

Preach to the full moon soldier 
It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder

Small child has developed
Distinguished individual moving up
Swearing to the sky blue
They will be nothing like you
Father in jail thief from the night
Cell lit dimly with pal moonlight
A smile to the grown child
A tear from the man of the wild

Preach to the full moon soldier
It's all you've got left as the nights grow colder


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Did The Lord Build 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   
12/12/10



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Wake Up

              Why you woke up this morning?
              Was it because the alarm went off
              And you snooze it;half-sleepy and yawning

              Or was it cause you had to go to work
              And do that 9 to 5
              Just living check to check
              Just trying to stay alive

              But that's basic,daily,simple things
              We all do that
              Just trying to get that money
              So we could go back

              To our families and wives
              To our paradises and lifes
              To wake up in the morning,to
              see your wife with a smile
              And she say good morning baby
              I'm bout to wake up in a while
              And you go wake up your kids for school
              And they all say WHY!!!!!

              And then you get dress and drink a Five Hour Energy
              And your wife comes in and then she kiss you gently
              Saying I'll see you when you get home
              Cause she's a work-at-home mom,selling products over the phone.

              And then you kiss her back
              And then you walk out the door
              Thinking this the reason I wake up.



              NOTHING LESS AND NOTHING MORE


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Make Your Family FIRST


Make Your Family First! I know a person who had “a change of heart.” And very shortly his family “fell apart.” He was involved in doing “so many things.” He neglected the duty of what family brings! He became so involved in helping others… He neglected his wife and his kids’ mother! At first, he had the best of intentions… But failed to give his family any kind of attention! He was so busy, and away from home so much. It didn’t take long for him to be “out of touch.” Very soon he found his life “way off course…” And heading down the path of a divorce! He began to ask himself the question; “why?” As he began to hear all of his kids cry! Beyond all of the chaos and “chatter.” He decided that his family DOES matter! He quit doing many of the things he once did. And asked all of his family to please forgive! He’s now the kind of dad that he needs to be! And is with his family so faithfully! May this be a lesson and reminder to us all! How quickly we can get up. How quickly we can fall! May we put an effort into our family as number one! Every mom and dad! Daughter and son! By Jim Pemberton


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What Has Happened To The Family

I remember growing up in a Christian family.
We were content, joyful and quite happy.

Things were "going along rather well."
We loved each other... more than words could tell.

I think of the special love 
between mom and dad.
As my parents... I was proud and glad!

Over the years that rolled  on by.
Something happened.  I don't know why. 

Our deep love became 
replaced with "excuses."
Our relationshps filed with
 "barsh words and bruises."

This family... I once held so close to my heart.
Began to "unravel and fall apart."

Our love for another became bitter and cold.
Even to the day we're "growing old."

Everywhere... it is evident and appearing.
The family as a unit is quickly disappearing.

We must come together and 
remove all bitterness.
And walk in God's love and his forgiveness!

We must appreciate one another--
in spite of our faults!
Standing together on Godly principles 
brings good results!

It we insist on "going our separate ways."
We'll be sorry "one of these days!"

The family is what God has put together.
It needs to be rooted in love--
both now and forever!

HIS love needs to be the glue 
that binds us as one.
Blessing every mom and dad... 
daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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I've Failed You Once Again

I Have Failed…


Lord, I have failed you time and time again,
By hanging on to my unrepentant sin.
I once thought, “my life will never get off track,”
Until that one day when I committed such a
terrible act.


“No one’s watching me” was what I thought,
not knowing the pain and suffering into my family
I had brought.
That one night of “pleasure” I hoped would go away,
but this sin stares me in the face every single day!

The lust that crept into my once cheerful heart,
Is now eating at me—tearing me all apart.
I once thought I was too good to commit a sin like this,
so many of God’s blessings I now will miss.

To you Jesus—my whole heart I ask you to cleanse.
for in you my whole life now depends.
Create in me a clean heart, renew a right spirit
within me.
Your forgiveness in my life is what others must see.

The most important thing to God I can now give,
Is a broken and contrite heart each day I shall live!


By Jim Pemberton


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Tears

She cried because her world had collapsed
He cried because their world had collapsed
She wanted her world back
He couldn’t live in it

She cried because she had lost love
He cried because he had found love
She wanted his love back
He couldn’t give it

She cried because she was alone
He cried because he had been alone
She would never understand
He knew she couldn’t. He left


charlie milne 2008


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Independent with People

We are independent with people on earth
Our mortal angels are always there to assist us
But, we can never be independent in everything
God is our everything

12132011


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she

she is my light she is my life 
i love her so but i do not know
how to say all the things locked
away. she is my heart she is my 
soul she loves me back and this
i know. she is my night she is my
day she makes it all ok. she is my
mind she is my dream she has my
heart and she is everything that i
need.she is my light she is my life
she is my everything and i will love
her till the end of time.she is my light
she is my life and im happy to call her
my wife.


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Pride and prejudice

Huddled inside his feathery frame, basking in his mellowing warmth, behind the horizon the sun rose and dawn came, and the dove awoke with fright and alarm. She had to fly for none must know, that her heart's with the raven. And she flew leaving her heart behind, only to wear a mask among her own kind. She played along as they tweeted with voices loud, their diction coated with malice and disdain.. She could do nothing but to their every word bow, while her tender heart bled and pained. Tangled in their rusted chain, she waited till the first star spawned. Bidding goodbye with a smile that she feigned, she wound the clock to the time before morn. As the sun crept to the other side, the dove lost herself in his love so wide. With their body and soul now entwined, they made love, when everything was so beautiful and fine.