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Details | I do not know? | |

Victim

I never wanted it to be this way, I never wanted to feel the pain. Bruises all over me. 
Invisible but I can see them.

You hurt me everywhere. My heart is shattered and the blood has frozen. But I won't be 
your victim.

Stare at me like this all you want. Try and hurt me with your words just as long as you 
don't use fists.

I don't ever want to be your victim. I refuse to be one of those few girls who end up 
losing their whole world.

Love isn't supposed to hurt, but maybe I was just naive because the moment I loved you my 
heart never stopped bleeding. 

I won't be your victim, I won't run away. If you have something to say I won't avoid it. 
I'm not scared I can take whatever you try to throw.

Don't hold back I promise you I will not cry. The moon is shining just like all the 
diamonds that you called pretend love I can't even imagine why I fell so hard.

It's never clear until the glass of water is gone. But now that you've gulped me to the 
last I want you to know I won't be your victim.

I kissed vulnerability goodbye the very last time I cried over you and I won't be your 
victim your not even worth it.

If you feel like you must shove a door in my butt but don't make me afraid because I 
don't want to be I don't want to be your victim. 

Let go of my hand so I can peacefully drive away if you want me to I can drive over you 
as well. But don't make it seem like i'm causing you pain because it's obvious to see 
that I've been a victim and it's a shame.

But I don't want to be it anymore then you so just let me go and I won't have to run. I 
promised you forever I laugh at this now you were never eternity love in my mind.

 I kept counting until the madness in ourselves would corrupt. Tears flash down my eyes 
as I speed down the lanes. Two bottles of Gin and I think i'm going insane.

It wasn't until I crashed into a tree that I realized I was never your victim I was 
merely your suicide mission. 


Details | Free verse | |

Worst Love Poem Ever Written

I suck at dying poems
Chemo poems, Metastatic Cancer poems,
Hair falling out in the shower poems
 
And I told a half truth
When I told you I could write you one
In less than six months (It's been eight)
I apologize for being so late

 
I wanted your poem to be pink and graceful
Like those ribbons
I see all over the internet
Filled with cheesy generic rhymes
That read like a Hallmark audition

  But already my metaphors are melting
And my similes are getting soft
 I guarantee you the rhyme meter will be off

 When I went to Google
And the typed in the word 'happy'
Three billion links came up

Not a single inference to
Breast cancer, hair loss
No redirects to mastectomies
Yahoo wasn't any kinder

 
The only thing research could teach me
Is that a good day on chemo
Is when your stool doesn't come out tar Black
And has no blood in it

Or when your urine
Smells better on Wednesday
Than it did on Tuesday

Sleeping less than 12 hours
When 24 would be better

  
America has more poets
Than it does alcoholics
   And Pot smokers combined
And you chose me to be
Your Breast Cancer
Poet Laureate

Trusting me to write a poem
About the biggest battle in your life

So I refuse to finish this poem
Without something bright and hopeful
 
And don't think
I didn't notice your Facebook activity
Had decreased by 88%
In the last three months

 
And you aren't really
Coming to any more of my poetry shows
Ever again. Are you??
But we still have March, April
Don't we?

 
But even if you had one breast
Or no breast

Or if you had less hair than I do
I promise to look only in your eyes
And never ever even notice
Or even think about it

And never for a moment
Would I feel sorry for you

Yes I suck at lying too...

 
But I don't suck at loving you
Or at hoping you wake up tomorrow morning
 With no Cancer at all
And that The Eiffel Tower will be right outside
Your bedroom window...

And I would be right there with you
Holding your hand while we look down on Paris
And you can impress me with your French again

 
And if I ever make it
To the Pulitzer Poetry board
I might lose a thousand points
Just for this poem alone

And my hopes for the prize will be smitten
And some old person 
With white hair will say
That was the worst love poem ever written


Details | Free verse | |

I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.


Details | Sonnet | |

Sparkin'

The one room school house always was too full.
The windows oversized and chill on winter days.
You sat behind me, I thought you were real cool,
one day you passed a note to me to say...

I Love YOU, you wrote in colored pencil.
I kissed the yellow paper on that line,
then took out a red pen and I stenciled
a perfect heart, PLEASE Be My Valentine.

He blushed from ear to ear and, he scribbled more
a crumpled paper said,  "Please meet me in the park...   
on the bench, by the fence,".. too cute to ignore.
The bell rang, out we went into the dark to spark.

That day so long ago, now we're old and gray
I often think of that kiss, as near me, my man lays.


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 | Lyric | |

Human Being

I walk a mile to see the self in me that I believe to be, 
I knew the road I choose to lay my head to sleep is called my home,
times in need I could barely see that in myself I will set free, 
the act that held me down, something about me I could not see,
I lived a life when I decide that day I said that I don't care, 
so young, so bright, I dim my light, traumatized for me to share,
love me please regardless of what you heard and what you have seen, 
friends say that I'm only human, yes you're right, a human but who am I being?
My life will move in the direction I choose, 
this I know I have always been taught
that I choose to be a winner or lose, 
its entirely up to me its all in my thoughts.

Ken Fepulea'i


Details | Bio | |

me myself and i

Me myself and i

For I myself, 
Believe in myself.
For I love to stand by the book shelf.
In order to read some nice stuff.

Yoruba is my lineage.
I’m seen by my image.
And am called by my real name.
Buying things, I buy not fake.

I aim to be among the greats.
For one of my saying, says,
“Pays to be popular than being famous’’
Cos, famous people could be no-torious.

People say am pretty shy
That a time, I wish to cry.
Cos, I know I do try
To hide that, am really shy. 

I’m a Muslim,
For my religion is, Islam.
So, pock meat is an haraam.
But I’m free to dine on ram.

I wish to be a doctor 
So that youngsters can see me as a mentor.
I love teaching as a Professor.
For all that are great, are my mentor.

People don’t really know me,
So, this is to tell who I be.
For I prefer being a Lewis’ base,
Than to be a bronsted’s base.

Ridwan is my real name. 
Olyrid is just a nick name.
You better know before it’s too late,
For I involve not in a criminal case.

My advice for you in life is this:
Serve you GOD, when not in pains
For in good health a person fails,
But calling unto him when soaked in pains.

Olyrid4real,
Is my yahoo mail.
I’m dark, friendly and a little tall.
And all I love is winning soul.

For all I hate, is the “big boys” style.
Cos “sagging” is what they like.
For all I do, it’s my own style.
So if you like, you can be my type!


Details | Rhyme | |

BACK TO ORIGIN

People are commonly different
Symbol of diversity piece
Pure race doesn’t exists

Color and creed are just an identity
Believe only in human history
God sculptured them from clay

People are equally created
Having many opposites
But respecting others taste

When everyone is treated equal
Nothing appears but peace in hand
Discrimination, disunity and, suffering won’t be born anymore

Written to advocate to suppress racism
Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia
10:30-11:00 am, November 13. 07, Tuesday


Details | I do not know? | |

i began to write love on my arms<3

[beforehand i just want to let you know that i wrote this in honor of November 17th. which is 
To Write Love On Her Arms Day. im hoping to come up with a better one before than. but i 
still hope you enjoy this quickly-wrote one(: ]

this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my struggle,
my fall downs, 
&& all the breakdowns.
this is about every wound i placed upon my body.
over 60 self inflicted wounds,
that as my story went on they began to heal.
i stoped writing "give up" 
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about my past.
how it haunted me for years,
&& how im still running from some of it.
this is how i went from a hood rat,
to me actually caring about myself.
i began to write love on my arms<3
this is about me.
this is my story.
it is about how i learned to keep the bottle off of my nightstand.
i dont need liquor running through my veins 24/7.
i started to look at life through sober eyes.
i began to write love on my arms<3
&& as i wrote this day after day, i saw that i was loved. 
i found comfort in better things then pills, liquor, && razorblades.
&& even though i am still in healing,
my story is not over.
&& it will never be.
i still write love on my arms<3


Details | Free verse | |

"What is a Sad Day In America?"

         “WHAT IS A SAD DAY IN AMERICA?”

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day worrying about being 
black, educated and female.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day and there is a new battle.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up living on the outside of the 
American Dream, but you live within America and you have nightmares about 
walking in the shoes of another race in your view.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when Civil Rights begin to regress over 40 years.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you have to worry about what religion or 
denomination you belong too.

It is a “Sad Day” in American when the words “I can” in the word American does 
not represent “I can because I am free.”

Instead it becomes an obstacle because others continue to suppress me---
because of my race, religion, sex, ability or disability? 

It is a “Sad Day” in America when we accept mediocracy.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when we cannot accept our fellow man or fellow 
woman.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when others cannot hear or see.

It is a “Sad Day” when we can no longer show empathy.

It is a “Sad Day” when all we do is “nothing”.


The “Glorious Day” will come when we learn the history of others, walk with 
others by empathizing with others and consider ourselves  brothers and sisters 
in “One America”, one fight, one battle, one love-- until that time “it is” and “will 
be”  a “Sad Day” in America.



copyright@2006 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins 


Details | Free verse | |

I will not be late to work this morning

I will not be late to work today

I will get there on time
I will brush my teeth
Without singing songs
Without thinking about birthdays
About gymnasiums
About TAKS 
About sound
About war
Republicans
Democrats
Independents

I will get there on time
I will eat my oatmeal
Without thinking of 
Broken valentines
Strewn against a wooden
Fence 
Like dropped goblets
From a robbers pillowcase

I will be there before the bell rings
My papers will be checked
My hair will be combed
My mind will be alert 
Ready to begin my lesson

I will not wonder why
My oldest son doesn’t have a job
I will not pray too long
For my daughter who is taking the bar today
At 10:30 AM in New Orleans
I will not scar my knees wishing
For some alternate world
Where children are never neglected
Or hurt
Where there is no abandonment

What nonsense to try and order the world
Just get to work on time
Put your things in the car, your projector and 
The white binders that you didn’t look at
All weekend although you were supposed to check the papers and put the 
grades on the computer
I will leave now
Before it is impossible to
Be on time
I will cream my ashy ankles

I will not focus on the white
Cat on the black pillow
With the green eyes
I will not water the plant
I will not watch TV
I will not write poetry
Before work

I will not write poetry
Before work
I will get to work on time
I will be ready
I will not be daydreaming about fog
Wondering if I’ll get Alzheimer’s like my mother
Or colon cancer like my dad
I won’t be thinking about that stuff
I will be locking the front door and 
Closing the gate and clicking the clicker
And starting the car and leaving

I will not be in my living room
Wondering if there is any reason to love
Because I do not love for reason
I love because He first loved me
It is not incantations or intoxication
Or imagination it is my life and 
The structure will come with the
Clearness of Bajan water
So clear you can see the fish
Fly float across the Atlantic

It is time
This poem must end
I will not be late for work
This morning
Not for nothing
Not for nobody
Not for anything
Not for everything

This poem is over 
the work day begins



Details | Narrative | |

Quit That Tapping

like the raven 
who taps taps upon 
your chamber door
do not fret my Virginia
for it's my shadow
moving across the floor
this is what I'm telling you my darlin
and nothing more

beneath lattice
I still call your name
come to me virginia
come hear the tap tap 
upon your chamber door
for only you my love 
I surrender and never more

wind howls in blanket snows
here I stand so all alone
broken hearted and misconstrued
my Virginia who lies under stars and moon
just a tap tap upon your chambers door
tis I and nothing more

tales of hidas truth
blackbird sings harps cords
just like the tap tap upon your chambers door
my sweet Virgina whom I adore
for there'll be love waiting and nothing more

as I lay right next to you in this tomb
I counted only seven who have even knew
the times of this raven who 
tapped tapped upon your chambers door
twas only I and will be never more


Tribute To Edgar Allen Poe
And His Young Bride Virginia
Also To His Poem The Raven


Details | Rhyme | |

Love in Her Nature

Love the oldest,
Love the youngest,
The smallest,
The broadest.

Imperfectly perfect,
Proudly humble.
Endlessly end,
Peacefully troubled.

Quietly lousy,
Uncountable counting.
Pleasurable painful,
Ungainly gainful.

Resurrecting in killing,
Smiling in weeping.
Coming in going,
Abiding in departing.

Truth in lies,
Open-mindedness in sly.
Elevation in humiliation,
Built in destruction.

Unity in separation,
Honesty in temptation.
Standing in tribulation,
Thanking in starvation.

                II

Love a burning fire,
But never to consume.
Even though she wonders,
But she never get confused.

Love is the source of life,
The fountain of light.
Love, so above death.
And she has no end.

The she's highly immortal,
But she in love with the mortal.
She is sane,
But love the insane.
   
She is so peaceful
But she's found in a troublesome place.
So careful,
She sojourns in this careless cave.

In an offensive place to pardon,
In sinful house to forgive.
Descending to comfort the abandoned,
Coming so low for poor to give.

Going blind to see,
Far away to come near.
Hardened heart to believe ,
Becoming deaf to hear.

Pleading in rejection,
Blessing the prosecutor.
Hunted but growing,
Hated but reigning.

Too real to the fools,
Because is so true.
Erred men don't believe its free,
Because is so cheap.

So abundantly, but only few has it.
The people she love are rejecting.
If you find one  you're lucky,
Because she's one blood thing you can't just inherit.

                      My solemnity

Oh! I need you thou love,
I wonder if I can in men find one.
I can trade my eyes for it,
Because I know in her will I clearly see.

Really, men are so many.
But how many can truly love?
Marriage can be done within ten minutes,
But are mostly grounded in lust.

If you say you're true lover,
Show it to many like that pauper.
Don't only love your rich husband,
Show love to your maiden servant.

Preaching and boasting of it on the pulpit,
Have you ever have a meal with the poor?
Show it when sad and when happy,
Accommodate your enemies' daughter and son.

Tis easy to love our family,
That's not in the dictionary of we lovers.
It is easier for us to love the whole country,
And those that has once make us suffer.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' A Metaphysical Moment ...'

‘ A  Metaphysical  Moment ’

A Metaphysical Moment
Electrifying To The Touch
Breathless, Thru The Clouds
Can My Heart, Take So Much

… Can My Eyes Endure
All This Vision, I See
Can Voice, Even Speak
Over Roaring of This Sea

… Can Ear Even Listen
When I Am Flying So Free
Soaring, So True With You and
Metaphysical Moment and Me …

A Metaphysical Moment
Will I Ever Understand
This Mystery of Our Universe
The Mystery of Woman and Man …


(And I End This with an Haiku for
The Haiku Master ‘Raul’ Moreno and
Metaphysical Poet Extraordinaire’ (smile))


Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)

          Understanding A
      Metaphysical Moment …
      … Nature’s Mysteries


Metaphysical (definition) as an adjective:

Metaphysical of early 17th Century Poetry
Relating to the poetic style of John Donne,
George Herbert and other early 17th Century Poets
Who used consciously intellectual language
And elaborate metaphors that compared things


Details | Acrostic | |

Agape

A...Affection that is not sexual but spiritual or on a higher plane

G...God's love for mankind

A...A love revealed in Jesus

P...Perfect love

E...Exceptional love like God's love in John 3:16


Details | Bio | |

A Note To the Young Girl On The Other Side Of This World

Hello, Farrah....
It's 7Am here, and cold
Just awoke, with,
Oh, Here We Go Again!
Fever, Pain, Confusion,
And Lots of Other Groovy Things
To Keep My Mind Busy...
Many more people know of you
than a few days ago....
Did you ever hear of Rod Mckuen?
Professional poet/ musician/songwritter-
One of the reasons I love poetry...
Not only will you understand him, you should
enjoy him.....Sorry about your work load....
My French is rusty.....I'm pretty good in geometry though;
received 100% on NYS Regents Exam when young-
an unheard of thing, scores in college of 97-99% for the term's work,
and it seemed easy as pi    (joke- pie, etc....oh, why am I explaining it,
sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.......)  Hope you have a happy day.....write an 
indepth poetic bio??   I'd love it, so would many others....
you are known in literary circles here now, I'd venture to guess....
surprising, the power of words, n'est pas?  Je ne sas pa, rien du tout....pardon 
my spelling and french......it's unused since early 1960's (ancient history)  What 
city are you in?  Ever travel???  A favorite destination???  Any questions about
the enigmatic nature of "Americans?"  We're really well meaning, just sometimes
seems we might misinterpret, or misunderstand things obvious to others (and 
vica versa....) Do you get to see movies???  Need books to read??  I got a library 
of 10,000 books, at least, being handicapped gives me too much time on my 
hands, and my health leaves me precious little of a future to expect.   I have lots 
of funny stories.   I hope you are okay....I never met anyone so brilliant in 57 years 
of living.   Youf friend in poetry, tom."


Details | Pastoral | |

where is the lost

he that walks alone has now created a safe passage for himself, he has caused his life to
be perfect in his sights, he has said in his heart there is no GOD, he has caused pain in 
the lives of others with the thoughts of himself blameless, she has not cried ourt to the 
LORD in truth, but has prostituted the word of GOD, she has used witchcraft in the lives
of others and caused them to go astray without the LORD, he has cheated and lied on the 
people of GOD, she has stood on the corners of life and claimed them unto satan, yet GOD 
has all power, he has charge over the adversary, he has placed the evil one at bay, he 
haS PRERARED A PLACE FOR THE CHILDREN OF SATAN WHICH IS hell, THE lord HAS CAUSED US TO
BE CONSTAN5TLY LOOKING FOR HIS RETURN, HE HAS GIVEN US A COMFORTER, HE HAS DEMONSTRATED 
HIS AWSON LOVE FOR MANKIND, by giveing his only SON as a ransomk for all that come unto 
him we have but to ask, he has asked nothing of us yet he offers so very much,l if we but 
call upon the name that is above all names, and that name is JESUS CHRIST, and bleive
we shall be saved, and live forever, in the kingdom of GOD, it has cost nothing yet the 
LORD looks on our sins in love and so gracefully forgives us, what shall man give that 
can equal the giveing of so great a GOD, can we create any thing from nothing, can we as
man breath life into lifelessness, can we as man create a new heaven, can we as man 
conquire death hell and the grave, can we as man forgive sin do we have a heaven to place 
the saints of GOD in, do we as man sit at the right hand of GOD, where in does our 
understanding begain, shall we forever think of ourselves as our own malkers, are we to 
forever not give GOD the glory, for all glory is his, all praise shall go TOWARDS GOD, we 
should at all times praise GOD with a constant p[raise from our mouths, we shall not be 
moved if we are in CHRIST, for he shall foght all battles that come before us, he shall 
forever LOVE us, MY FRIEND. NO GREAT A LOVE HATH A MAN THAN HE LAY DOWN HIS LIFE FOR A 
FRIEND, consider who is lost, then consider, where is the lost.


Details | Free verse | |

That old woman

Slouched in the chair, with the lights off
Bottle in her hand she’s 
Amused, by the illusions she’s having
No parents, dropped off at the steps of those who don’t even know her.
Who don’t even care
Don’t judge me!
Smoke slowly releases from her soft lips 
She has no education no understanding
What comes after 10! 
Who cares.
Her hair is wild as she smacks the guys hand away
That tries to touch her
You don’t know me like that!
Lost and no love  
She sniffs away the powdery 
Snow that falls from the sky with no shoes on 
Black eyeliner drips down her face 
And her scent is unbearable
I have low- self esteem she says.
Her skirt rides up her backside 
And her eyes roll back 
She is at the point of no return 
She is lost with no home and no one to love.
All because someone forgot to love her a little more 


Details | I do not know? | |

Deep -Naj (2002)

A mind so deep,
A never-ending bottom,
A mountain so steep
A head that never sleeps.

Others pass words repeatedly been heard,
His words of wisdom derive from life,
And not from other people’s curd.
One story after the other as his life unfolds,
A real meaning that never ever goes cold.

Angels like you don’t belong in this heap,
I’m the wealthiest person in the world to have you,
Our love is an ocean that’s infinitively growing deep
There’s no meaning for the words sadness or feeling blue.



Details | Free verse | |

Justice: A poem for you

When you touched me, 
I opened my eyes,
Nobody was there,
That I realised, 
But
You was only there,
Everywhere was darkness,
My vision failed,
My eyes acrossed through invisibility,
Everywhere was darkness,
My eyes failed to touch you. 
But you was there,
Somewhere in the darkness.
I have my belief,
You are only one,
Who can deliver justice!
But you never get justice,
When you submitted your plea,
A religion cried against you,
And demanded to crucified you,
You were sacrified for justice,
But few days after,
You were born again,
To convey only this message,
You are only Son of God,
You shall deliver justice,
I believed over the centuries,
But justice is still questioning,
Innocents are still suffering,
Mercy and forgiveness,
Those were developing in a cage of bribery,
Where only evil has his power. 
Nobody can achieve justice,
Earth is a capital of evil,
He is only on worshipping target.
That’s why!
A Human never learns a lesson.


Details | Rhyme | |

Thank you

Thank you – Zamreen Zarook

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

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Day--God's Blessings to all Women--Your Mother and Mine

Your Mother and Mine
Tis Every woman
Whomsoever helps 
Any children.. anytime

Looks after them
Fixes and gives
them something to eat
Cleans them up... 
to smell sweet

helping them to live
and grow.. 
guiding their ways
Edifying thier lives
Within these earthly days

Your Mother and Mine
Always spending their time
Taking care of any children..
Giving from within their hearts
So Children can go on living
 
helping with childs needs
Fixing up 
their skinned-up knees
helping them 
with their broken hearts
Wiping away tears.. 
helping them cope with fears
Watching them 
grow through the years

As there are many women
Within this world.. Care-giving
Whom is Your Mother.. and Mine
Even some  have children of their own
Some are Grandmothers.. Aunts.. 
Teachers, Preachers, Doctors, Nurses
Any Women.. whom gives tender-love
Even women of the neighborhood tis Mothers

All the women whom tend.. 
to look after any children
whom go out of their way
bringing compassion with smiles 
giving many children..  Love everyday

God's Blessings are giving 
within the hearts of many women
Whom choose to be.. for many children
even when they have their own..
These women are tis as I see..
God's Blessings.. of Many Mothers

There are many children
Whom seek so many women out
Whom they choose to call.. them their Mother
Whom shows them Love.. Tenderheartedly giving
For I know.. this without a doubt
For many children come to my house
They.. as All Children are.. Blessings
God gives in many ways.. all women Blessings of Children

Your Mother and Mine
Children say this to me all the time
Motherly Love.. is giving by God above 

Happy Mother's Day!!! 
To All Women.. 
Even Mother's as Mine whom already gone to Heaven.. 

Dedicated to You.. Momma.. 
as You always be.. My Mother 
and many.. You had given Love.. Tenderheartedly unto
Tis be.. Your Mother and Mine...
                                                 "I Love Momma"


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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Broken Dreams

  Do you believe in the things that you've always known,
Can you understand the things you've been shown.
   Is it the visions you see that make you believe,
Or is the feelings you get when you've been deceived.
    The pain you feel a never ending ache ,
Tearing your heart and soul from you every day.
    Time ticks slowly pounding away at you,
Throbbing heart breaking and there's you can do,
    Must I settle for these lost and broken dreams,
Because it has all the signs that what it seems.
    How much should a man endure to find his way,
It cant possibly be like this hard for me every day.
    There is nothing so frustrating as being so confused,
Especially when you've discovered that you've been used.
    I will get through this lonely phase I have no doubts,
But I'm sure there will come a day I'll figure it all out.
    Cautiously I walk the path that's been laid before me,
In faith I will continue for I know he will let me see.
    Life will be thrown at you in so many different ways,
I will be prepared for these things for the rest of my days.
    Broken dreams will be the learning tree for me to grow ,
Living my life with Joy Happiness is what I'll always Know.
tac


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Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved


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Our Modern Day Pharisees and Sadducees

A Pharisee was fair you see,
Because with the resurrection they understood.
But the Sadducees were called “sad-u-see”,
Because they did not believe that the teaching of 
The resurrection was any good.
Both groups were very pompous you see,
And thought they were better than everyone else on the scene.
And even when Jesus Himself showed up at the grounds,
It made them more vindictive and more mean.
Several times they tried to trap Jesus,
As in the case with the adulteress lady. 
But Jesus once again had to put them in check,
For His reaction was what they were watching;
Of which He made them look very shady.
Another time they were upset,
Because they healed on the Sabbath, someone.
Instead of being happy for the person that was healed,
They were upset amongst each other, everyone.
Today we have people like those just the same,
“Uppity” and you can’t say anything to them.
Thinking their too good to be with CERTAIN people,
Forgetting they are to love all people at all times;
But making some individuals feel very dim.
“Clubbing” or “Club-Hopping” on Saturday night,
Going to hear the Word every Sunday.
But smoking and speaking sadistic words,
As if it were something like a Monday. 
Jesus told the Laodicean church,
That He would literally out of His own mouth spit them.
Because they were neither cold not hot,
They are what we call being “LUKEWARM”
There is a difference between,
Living in and committing a sin.
The first is a lifestyle one chooses to live,
While the other is a mistake one makes but not purposely therein.
So will you be a modern day Pharisee or Sadducee,
Or will you be a worshipper with sincerity?
Will you have a sarcastic or sadistic spirit,
Or be with your father in hell for eternity.


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Desiring True Light

                   Light
	Inspirational, Sacred
      Flying, Soaring, Undying
 Wanting, Trusting, Desiring, Faith
    Ascertain, Determine, Learn
	Wretched, Suffering
	           Climb


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Qualities of Health Engendering Women

They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you 
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself


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Confirmation

The Sacrament of Confirmation

Confirmation perfects baptismal grace

The Sacrament gives the Holy Spirit to root us more deeply in divine filiation

Incorporate us more firmly to Fr. Christ

Strengthen our bond with the Church

Associate us more closely with her mission

Help us bear witness to Christian faith in words accompanied by deeds

Like Baptism imprints a spiritual mark or indeliable character of the Christian soul

For this reason one can receive this sacrament only once in one’s life

A candidate for Confirmation has attained the age of reason must profess faith

Be in the state of grace

Have the intention of receiving the Sacrament

Be prepared to assume the role of disciple

Witness to Fr. Christ, both within the Ecclesial bond

Annointing of the forehead of the baptized with sacred chrism


Written 09172012


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Philokalia (Love of Beauty)

Unforgettable sweet horizon like the sleeping woman's hips...
Tortuous destiny whose yellow sadness tips
With centuries of sacred silence ;

After I pass the sacred glass beads through
Since the pink dawn and the sweet dew;
After I live "Philokalia", blessing the Lord's name
With one thousand sad prayers,
With faith that can move the mountains,
With complete devotion and obedience,
Silent like a statue of long endurance,
Could I remember her again?

From eternity, for ever had been
Above the waters without border,
The light of that very beginning in no world
And no time, but this cloud and the first Word
Who changed the trembling no time's order,
So that the paradise still mirrors in her eyes green…

Beard like our bishop, you'll wear: 
Lost you'll be for this world, my friend…
But your secret mad hope still moves like a lizard
In front of the rocks with human face.
With "Philokalia", your dreams will ascend...

Maybe, from heaven will drop a tear:
With bitter taste of grass and leaves of any honey September;
And the dawn with scent of woman will rest in no time's amber. 


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Pledge Of Allegiance, Revisited

I Pledge Allegiance
a solemn vow of obedience, from the earliest age of grievance,
when found deliverance, one people, united against tyranny and intolerance,
become the model of democracy and toleration

To The Flag
the symbol of once colonization come together in celebration,
a new unconquerable nation, a successful castration,
of oppression and dictation

Of The United States Of America
a conglomeration of peoples form one nation,
13 colonies a single relation, one voice, one oration,
tread on me, expect retaliation

And To The Republic
a democracy, its creation, the Constitution, its foundation,
agreeable to all  in origination, fiercely guarded against demolition,
militarization, and impregnation, over all these years, still on station
 
For Which It Stands
the protector of all oppressed lands, the world over she lends a hand,
her signature, her blood, in foreign sand

One Nation
from sea to sea, whether rich or poor, some vocal, others, chose to ignore,
those who guard the shore, those who knock on heavens door,
one nation, esprit de corps

Under God
in a time when belief was strong, today, should not be wrong,
having been with us so very long, a few may sing a different song,
most will believe, as they have, all along

Indivisible
one, as a whole number, cannot be divided by any other,
many have tried under guise of brother, only to be denied by the mother

With Liberty And Justice For All
the means to end all oppression, infinitely wrong with transgression,
succession, regression, and repression along

Our Pledge of Allegiance
a pledge of a nation, a history profound, one indivisible number,
all it takes, to be no longer allowed





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If Old Men Fought

An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war

A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying

Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn

A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition

As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed

The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late

Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right

Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right

Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight


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Why I love God's Prophet Muhammad

Why I love the Prophet Muhammad
(SallAllahu 'alaihi wa sallam)

If you ask me, why do I love him, the
Prophet Muhammad (May Peace be upon him) -
I love him because he cared about us
Muslims, and loving him is a condition –

If you love Allah, then love the Prophet
Muhammad – Allah loved him very much.
He was Allah's Final Messenger, and
The hearts of many did his mercy touch.

His beautiful character makes me admire
Him – his trustworthiness and honesty –
Even before he became God's Prophet,
Disbelievers knew that he was trustworthy.

I love the Prophet Muhammad because
Of good manners he was the best example.
I love how he was patient throughout his life
And how his morals were never skeptical.

He cared about his nation too, thus he taught
Us what we should know about our religion.
When given the chance he'd always educate,
Blessing us with advice through his companions.

As a father and grandfather, the Prophet
Muhammad was kind and tender loving.
His mercy to the poor, widows and orphans –
His good treatment of them is too astounding.

His tolerance, even to non-Muslim
Neighbors, is also something to be admired.
His mercy too was further manifest
Through his kind treatment of the slaves he hired.

As a leader – he was charismatic,
As a warrior – marked with strength and bravery,
As a family man – full of mercy,
And a husband who treated his wives fairly –

As a friend – he was accommodating –
Full of cheer, he brought smiles to people's faces –
Respectful to the old, and kind towards the young –
Mercy was the Prophet Muhammad's basis.

I love how he was merciful – and because
Of his mercy, he always tried to guide.
I love how he struggled to obey Allah,
And how he remained patient all through his life.

I love how he was able to do so much –
So many good deeds, despite his simple life –
How he could survive on mere dates and water,
And yet stand for long hours when praying at night.

I love how he was so thankful to Allah –
How he was always ready to sacrifice.
I love how his character was dignified –
How he was strong and gentle at the same time.

I love the patience of Prophet Muhammad –
In worshipping Allah, in fasting, and praying –
His patience in helping Muslims, and in hard times,
And how he was merciful and forgiving.

Because of my love for Prophet Muhammad,
I try to follow him – and say "you should too" –
If you truly love Allah, then love Muhammad –
Let your following him make your love more true.

O' Allah, help us obey you, and help us
Follow Muhammad – in this world and to Heaven –
Grant us his companionship in Paradise,
And freedom to drink from his blessed fountain.
Ameen.

Miriam / Mariam Mababaya


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Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


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Rules in the eyes of a toddler

If it is off, I must turn it on.
If it is on, I must turn it off.
If it is folded, I must unfold it.
If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.
If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed, stepped on or smeared.
If it is high, it must be reached.
If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.
If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.
If it has leaves, they must be picked.
If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.
If it is not trash, it must be thrown away.
If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.
If it is closed, it must be opened.
If it does not open, it must be screamed at.
If it has drawers, they must be rifled.
If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.
If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.
If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.
If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.
If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest. It must be pushed by me instead.
If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.
If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried.
If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.
If it is paper, it must be torn.
If it has buttons, they must be pressed.
If the volume is low, it must go high.
If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.
If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.
If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.
If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.
If it is a phone, I must talk to it.
If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.
If it doesn't stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.
If it is not food, it must be tasted.
If it IS food, it must not be tasted.
If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.
If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.
If it is Mommy, must make her dirty
If it is sibling, must slap,kick,and fight.
If it has four legs, must squeeze tight until makes noise
If big person is on phone, must make lots of noise
If tv is not on cartoons, scream until they are
If food is not good, throw it, refuse to eat it and cry until big people give you something good


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No Sin Thus Remains

Making it clear thus you have been purified
This side of the fence thus you stand in defense
You have been remade thus light has sterilized
The rarity of this clarity His will presents


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Even Though There Be Haters

Appearing timid yet forever I will resist
Kindness as a weakness yet true strength is
Dark forces this day a dove keeps at bay
My blood drains because Ye Almighty reigns   


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Instilled With This

Dust covered crawled like worms, had no concern
Found on ground ripened apple’s bitter juice
Digging in gluttony without discern
Dark heart in matter chooses wrong produce

Climb from trunk to branches long journey true
Building without rest to sleep in cocoon
While feeding on nourishment from fruit grew
Rise from sleep to sail high sky like balloon  


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Nobody is born bad

Nobody is born bad
War
Poverty
Homelessness
Lack of love
Lack of compassion
Lack of education
Lack of jobs
And lack of care
Drives people to take desperate measures to survive


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Excuses Excuses

If Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, would you care? Would the peck be put in a glass jar? What if he dropped a hair in there? And, if Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet digging and found the jar that Piper had hidden in the muck, along side the skull of Cro-Magnon man? “Ahhh, NO we’ve found the hip girdle and he’s a she!” Well, ole Pipper’s pecker would have gone to the pie in the sky and Miss Muffet’s tuffet would have gone to compost; So, how would the archeologist know for sure? " Why the HIP, you hafta have hips, miles and miles and mile of hips… Baby you can be a hero of course just put that ‘orse behind the cart!” Heart, well it’s left the building too. “Geeezzz it was just a pump whatcha want from a pump?” Thump, thump, from the bump, bump, then ya hump, hump, and my goodness, we’re back to Peter Piper and his pecker? “NO, no, his peck of pickles and Muffet’s missin’ tuffet? Well, I say the stars, yes the stars, show the way, the celestial meaning of the id, the I, the you, the ego too, and love “Ahhhhhh love the excuse for it all!” The pickles, the muffins, the tuffet, the bumping the humpin’ The free for all of we!


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A Call to Action

Queasy anxiety, a fearful edginess of dread,
an old and omnipresent sense of doom
taint the times that random opportunity affords
to slip convention's chains, to openly proclaim
a saner point of view, a logical rejection
of muddy, inane thinking, of tradition-bound
adherence to stupidity's insistent songs
that perpetuate a myriad of wrongs.
Let there be no turning back; face the fears, be the change --
for diversity, humanity, acceptance, brotherhood,
and love.  Explain, support, convince.  Break the silence:
come out, come out, whoever and wherever you may be!


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WOMEN ADVICE FROM UNCLE TO NEPHEW

WOMEN...ADVICE FROM UNCLE TO NEPHEW
(based on a conversation of letters from a Greek uncle to nephew 460 AD)

Dear young man, if it's love you seek
Beware that you don’t seem too meek
A woman says she wants a man
Who will be kind --meet her demands
But men who try to please with smiles
Are not victorious in life's trials
Lift up your eyes and look around
The bold men rule the sky and ground 
If you’re demure –you’re thought a freak
And women spread the word you’re weak
If you run scared or spurn a fight
You’ll find your bed an empty sight


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Righteous and Just

Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
The lord does chastise me so I see Him
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

Sinned throughout my life now I must think twice
Each and every hour this debt I owe
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Turn their backs they have people that I know
Failing in belief cause my will I give thee
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

A different path to walk to you I go
My destination is known you I fear
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth

Your punishment severe pain I endure
Forgiveness be time in you faith I trust
Placed me in poverty pray I do right

No longer without sight you freed my mind
The sanctuary I seek found in you
Righteous and just shall inherit the earth
Placed me in poverty pray I do right


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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?


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Mother, Forgive Us

Mother,
I used to walk in dark places and know that I was safe.
Because I knew that I loved you.

Mother,
I have abused my brothers and sisters.
I have contaminated your purity with murder.
I have raped your daughters.
I have kidnapped your children.
I have brought your blessed bosom to the brink of destruction.

And now, even when I walk in daylight I do not feel safe.
For now I am aware of what I have been to you.
Worse than a prodigal, I have endeavored to exploit the very mother who nurtures me.
And now that I have worsened whatever imbalance was in you before I arrived,
I endeavor to flee you like a coward through the grace of an oblivious savior.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of water.
I have dreamed a dream of living water.
And in this dream Jesus, my Savior, told me that he was not oblivious.
And in this dream Jesus told me that he was fully aware of my crimes against you.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of fire.
I have dreamed a dream of unquenchable fire.
And in this dream Jesus reminded me that I was sent here to heal you as you taught me of manhood.
And in this dream Jesus told me that if I could not love you, my mother, who I could see, then how could I love my Father in heaven who I could not.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of air.
I have dreamed a dream of whirlwinds.
And in this dream I breathed in the breath of forgiveness and I realized that it was not too late for us.

Mother,
I have dreamed a dream of earth.
And in this dream, Mother Earth, I see you and us together, fighting for our freedom.
Fighting against the delusion that our fates are not eternally intertwined.

Mother earth,
Please forgive us.
For true, we have betrayed you.
But it is not too late.

Mother,
I promise you that as sure as my savior is in heaven we are going to make it.

Mother,
I present myself to you as a living witness.
The Lord has not forsaken us.
For within our DNA is the secret to your healing and the end of our insanity.

Mother,
Thank you for loving and protecting me, even as I raped and wounded you.
And now it is my turn.

“In the name of Jesus, the earth and all of the earth’s inhabitants are one mind, heart, and body.  In the name of Jesus, we are one person, one planet, and one purpose.  In the name of Jesus, the lion will soon lay down with the lamb and this beautiful sound, this sound of the sacred Gaia will know harmony!!” 


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Ghazal for you, my reader

I hold the rainbow and an arrow, for you, my reader;
The thrill of good  tomorrow for you, my reader;

The butterfly of happiness will fly from our book
To find a reason and a certitude, for you, my reader;

You don`t remember this verse I took 
In the hand of light, for you, my reader

It was at very beginning a word, for you, my reader
And wonders made by Lord, for you, my reader

Temptation of good , to see the truth ,this festival 
of hope with favorable look, for you, my reader

And here, YOUR NAME I put, while writing a Ghazal:
A nosegay of perfumes, a tender touch for you, my reader


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Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


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Welcome To Grandparents Day

We would like to welcome you,
To our celebration created just for the people who,
Are significant members of our family tree.
We love you indeed.
You’ve guided us to achieve many goals.
We want to be like you.
Grandma and grandpa we hold you dear to our hearts,
And even when you’re gone we’ll carry your legacy,
On to our future members of the family tree.
Today we want you to view,
What we hold in our hearts oh so true.
We welcome and value you,
So sit back relax and enjoy the program
Designed for you involving your grand boys and girls.
Grandparents you make our world go round,
And we hope that you enjoy our gracious sounds.


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Who is Your Neighbor?

Be nice to your neighbors
And do acts of kindness.
Be thoughtful and helpful,
Polite and not mindless.
Do the things for them first
You would have them do for you
Because the whole law of God
And Prophets hang on these two:
To love God with all your heart,
Mind and soul and health
And to love your neighbor
The same way you love yourself.
You may be making friends
Of money before your day of failings,
And they would welcome you
Into such everlasting dwellings.
Thus, he that has true friends
Must first show himself a friend
By interrupting his own schedule
To attend, mend or defend
His family, peers and strangers.
Acquaint yourself with everyone
Who comes across your path
From the rising to the setting sun.
In your day to day life and travels,
In your pass times and labour
Let your love for all humanity
Show you're a friend and a neighbor.


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Our Journey

We have been on a beautiful journey
One I shall never ever forget
The best journey yet

You were with me all the way
each moment of each day
In my heart you will forever stay

We travelled many roads
Through so many emotions
But love shone through for me and you

God put your hand in mine
In universal love to shine
Through space and time


And though I never understood
I always knew I should
Never give up on love

So here we are today
Back home to stay
With one very important thing to say

I love you all


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I Hate Aunt Floe

NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my  lungs;
your words seek like bullets 
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f--ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it… 
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe 
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh-t
about the gum I chew. 
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same 
these 28 days,
 but now I’m f_ckin A__hole 
Aunt Floe gave me that name.  
She said get out my face 
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by 
What was said before.
I love you 
With her glossy eyes 
I knew it was true, 
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love 
To live my life like in a pit.
 This is horrible sh_t 
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent. 
You could be laughing 
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe Won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue  a week.
And that ain’t gone happen 
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what  to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable  rage,
She locked herself 
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap 
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
 You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed 
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
 Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk.  ?


Details | Senryu | |

Quit Running

mom say's
quit running !!!!
  {walk}


Details | Shape | |

O h i o

*OHIO*     O     O     OHIO     *OHIO*
 H     H      H     H         !         H     H
 I      I       I---- I         !          I      I
*OHIO*    O     O      OHIO    *OHIO*


Details | Epigram | |

Alertness

Attunement at its best
Be to hell go the rest


Details | Rhyme | |

Christ is our Lord and Savior

Contractual agreements with publisher caused DELETION


Details | Alliteration | |

Banana Boat Bob

<                        Banana ~ boat ~ Bob ~ is ~ a ~ slippery..... Boob
                          Thought ~ that ~  this ~ town ~ lost ~ it's .... groove
                          No ~ spice  ~  no ~  life ~ no  .... nothing
                          Little ~ lost ~ boy ~ now ~ looks ~ for ~ his ~ Lucy's ....  ring


                          When ~ where ~ what ~ or ~ even ......  why
                          I'll ~ inquire ~ insist ~ innovate ~ or ~ even  ..... lie
                          His ~ history ~ of ~ having ~ such ~ big ....... hamstrings
                          Maybe ~ even ~ mighty ~ magical ~ musical ~ fruits ~ and .... greens



                         Or ~ having ~ big ~ over-sized ~ onions ~ olives  ~ and ..... Kiwi
                         screw ~ this ~ he's ~ scum  ~ skewered ~ tossed ~ back ~ to ... sea
                         Poor ~ precious ~ pretty ~  Lucy ~  got .......    pranked
                         Cause ~ curious ~ Bob ~ couldn't ~ control ~ love ~ so ~ he ....  sank

              

                        All ~ alone ~ and ~ now ~ very .... angry
                        Drowing ~ deep ~ in ~ own ~ do-do  ~ droppings .... whopie 
                        Luscious ~ Lucy ~ now ~ can ~ look ~ long ~ and ...... hard
                        For ~ another ~ fast ~ floating ~ free ~ salemens ~ not ~ selling.... lard



Entry For
Linda Marie's
Luscious Love Lingers Contest
G.L. All


Details | Free verse | |

In his footsteps

On his shoulders 
he carried 
me,
when I tarried 
when young.
He’d huddle me close,
and tell me the stories
Of how he grew up.
The things that he loved to do most.

Correct me when wrong.
And punish when bad he’d
Protect me from harm,
And when ill -
He’d wrap me in blankets,
And nurse by my side,
Till one day I grew up
And rebelled.

In your footsteps 
You wanted
Me to have followed,
And done everything by your will.
But I’m my own person,
So listen to my side,
Are you in with me this time
Or still…?

Do you not answer?
Hear my pain call?
As I struggle to find my own way.
Is it time I departed?
Is it time that I learnt?
To have my own will
What d’you say?

Well I’m sorry 
You’re silent.
You’re so disappointed.
But I know that you feel
I am wrong.
I can’t take this no longer
I’m so full of anger.
To my misery
Is there no end?

Well I’m out!...
Do you hear me?...
Dont misunderstand me.
I’m grateful for what you have done.
But for now
I don’t know me.
I don’t know the answers.
I’ll pack up my things and be gone!

But then
you say to me
Just listen – child listen,
One day 
you will settle
You’ll see.
You’ll be married. 
With children.
Putting food on the table -
Working hard to bring in the dough
Then you’ll think of these words
Just follow my footsteps
That way you will
Come to no harm.

And the voice in your head
Will silently say -
I told you,
Was right all along.
I’m your father
I taught you to follow 
my footsteps;
To know what is right and
Whats wrong!


Details | Free verse | |

The Devil Walks

The devil walks 
gets tired
and sits,
and while the devil sits
the devil picks up a tired fruit
rotting, and with jagged nails he peals
slowly, the tender fruit bruising
and he tastes it, smacking his dried lips
and the devil eats
decayed fruit and sour wine	                 nothing lush and sating
then the devil rests
and resumes his walk,
and later the devil sits again
rubs his feat
and goes to bed
and in the morning
he breaks his fast on curses and lies           nothing so filling as figs and nuts
and begin the devil’s walk again,

his walk
on the road our thoughts paved
where all that grows is bad and unwell
to the cross our words built
where flames dance and all is unwell
and he is condemned
upon christening
upon the hearing of his name
and the wobbling of his first steps
to walk a road less traveled,
to be the leader
of our very own crusade
armed with words
against himself
to see him burn,

our crusade of one
and many
on roads first paved upon his birth
to bring the devil down.

The devil walks
The devil eats
and pelted by our stones
He does but sleep
For what we sow
The devil reaps

and there is justice in punishment
there is reward in reckoning
there is bitterness in my mouth
as I say these words
and pity
              the devil
his due.


Details | Shape | |

Ohio


                ___________   _________
               /ohio ohio ohio) (ohio ohio/
              !ohio ohio   ohio( ohio ohio/
             /ohio  ohio   ohio# ohio //
               !ohio ohio  ohio# ohio//
             /ohio   ohio ohio)  ohio/
            (ohio ohio  ohio ohio)   (
                    -ohio    ohio-


Details | Limerick | |

These Colors Don't Run Limerick

<                                 once were twin towers on horizon
                                   bombarded by Al Qaeda what sin
                                   then came many heros
                                   lost too at ground zero
                                   America's flag still flew in wind




In Loving Memory To Those Lost
On 911 R.I.P. You Are Not Forgotten


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


Details | Free verse | |

Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


Details | Personification | |

My Gold Dream

Journalism!
My gold dream,
So out competing it's.
Sighted by a crowd.
Embraced by few.
Outrank on screen it's.
I love journalism!

Journalism!
Adventurous it's.
Sounds of rockets in netherworld,
Not about to transfix a journalist,
But only sought-after,
I love journalism!

Journalism!
It's a dream in me,
A dream of gold and my cheese!
I want to fit in the press shoes,
Now I got to write, report and broadcast.
Journalism don't gravity me!

All Rights Reserved

© T.m.T scripts 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Young Love

Both Marcus and Sharika recently turned twelve years of age.
Marcus told Sharika he liked the way her butt moved when she walked.
Sharika kept on walking, she thinks Marcus is kind of silly, sort of cute.
A stern school hall monitor overheard what the young lad had said.
She immediately went to the principal’s office and informed him of the incident.
The principal decided to suspend Marcus for a week because he deemed
Marcus’ remarks to be a clear and overt case of sexual harassment.
The PC Police in this over sensitive age of political correctness
sure know how to suck every single ounce of romance out of young love.


Details | Epigram | |

Stuck On You

braces interlocked - told him no kissing


Details | Etheree | |

Gather Around My Children Pentecost {Etheree}

and
when the
day of the
pentecost has
fully come they the
apostles discples
were all with one accord in
one place to hear ingathering
of Peter's Sermon on how christian
pentecost marks beginning church of christ




Entry For Brian Strand's Pentecost Acts 2.1-4



Tribute To Christ Our Lord
    {Amen}


Details | Haiku | |

American Flags

American flags,
the right to destroy is yours;
as is your freedom.


Details | Sijo | |

Sea Lessons

   All night the sea with its broken heart lamented its love
   O happy were days kissing the rivers'saltless tongue in praise
   Of raindrops on their naked skin together trembling.

   My heart is pounding like the surf on distant bars tonight
   for callous flesh like stones will not melt before morning comes for love
   and make us agree that silence is calmer sea to clearly see

   The beauty of the reef submerged in every heart draws breath
    From stifled air that latent sleep in troubled or tranquil breasts
    In the mixing of two waters like our souls the corals bloom afresh 


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?


Details | Free verse | |

wanna come thank me for getting bin laden shot america

or do you want to tell the person whose first name is sang by sinead o connor
middle name is sang by fred durst
and last name is mentioned by fred durst


do you want to tell me, the person you just spent 13 years mad at
singing and dancing to my misfortune
and rubbing your happiness in my face as you exclude me from sex

do you want to tell that person whose name you plastered all over your war
that he had nothing to do with surviving it
do you want to tell that man
Troy Jeremy Nelson
who just lost everything 17 times
to start over
that he was not your allie
in whatever that was?

let me put your name alll over a war
and then wait for your enemy to show up
and ask you
what does that guy got that i don't?


everything now
you murdered my grandpa
you murdered my friends
you murdered my sex life

and you sang and danced to my misfortune to the tune of your lies
pretending i was your friend called an alibi
you didnt bother to even try to keep alive

do you want to come telll
me
Troy Jeremy Nelson
that your country just did that too
that thats not what happened?

Im not sure how long your going to live that lie
the thousands of people concerned and involved in that persons endless
and i mean endless nightmare
might just come tell you what has been making them cry.....

Happy Halloween tho
FALSE PROPHET

oh and p.s.
next time you put somebody else in the middle of your war
to play the victom of that person's nightmare
you caused
take notes to pass into the future
as to what is about to occur
to you
may be a life lesson
to history

Thank you for not caring (sarcasm)
thank you for not answering my letters (sarcasm)
thanks for going the wrong way, in the wrong direction, to do the wrong thing
that whole time i kept pointing out a drug ring blackmarket, you people didnt care 
about (sarcasm)

thanks for calling me a liar as to what has taken place in my life(sarcasm)

so whenever you are free to hand me a bunch of things with your smiling face, and 
names all over them
to make me feel better for the way you treated me
singing and dancing to the sound of getting away with murder
for the miracles youve stolen

my big brother doesn't like to dance around and play house, pretending to be 
someone hes not
in a singing competition, racing against his sense of fear
do you want to come tell the man just tortured by malpractice
with his name on your war in your music,
he had nothing to do with winning it?


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Unto The Valleys Garden

Feeling the loss because of a transgression
Dwelling in darkness home base the light
Not promise forgot make your confession
Though you may feel low sail to great height 


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Repenting Daily

Thus this act requires many sessions
Forgiveness is promised to those that do
All are guilty of human transgressions
Pray this message reaches more than a few


Details | Alliteration | |

Friend And Foe

Always, Are, All
Each, Evenly, Extended
Hands, Honorably, Holding

Good, Gracious, Gratitude
Being, Beholder’s, Blessings
Trying, Teaching, Them

Life’s, Learned, Lessons
Unconditional, underlying, Undeserving 
Christ’s, Chosen, Children


Details | Rhyme | |

Relation Between Teacher And Students

Relation Between Teacher And Student Is Like, 
The Relation Between Potter And His Pot, 
Like Them Teachers Also, 
To Their Student, Loves A Lot.

Potter Jump On The Clay For Benefit 
Of It, 
Teachers Also Beat Their Student, 
For Their Creativity To Lit.

Then Potter, To Clay, Give A Shape, 
Teachers Also Give Their Students
Life Shape But It Required, 
Good Co-Ordination Between Them Not The Measuring Tape.

Then The Pots And Students, 
Are Ready To Go In Market For Sale, 
But If They Forget Their Teachers, 
By Me, In Their Life, They Fail……….


Relation Between Teacher And Student Is Like, 
The Relation Between Potter And His Pot, 
Like Them Teachers Also, 
To Their Student, Loves A Lot.

Potter Jump On The Clay For Benefit 
Of It, 
Teachers Also Beat Their Student, 
For Their Creativity To Lit.

Then Potter, To Clay, Give A Shape, 
Teachers Also Give Their Students
Life Shape But It Required, 
Good Co-Ordination Between Them Not The Measuring Tape.

Then The Pots And Students, 
Are Ready To Go In Market For Sale, 
But If They Forget Their Teachers, 
By Me, In Their Life, They Fail……….


Details | Rhyme | |

Understand yourself to understand me

I know who I am and love me even more… ripened like the finest wine never pop my cork.
I love harmony and don’t mean a tune, but a life from harmonious view.
I don’t tolerate the devils dirty work disguised to hide the shallow blue….
Looking like the sandy blue seas once hitting the coast with such beauty, but once unhidden is 
truly a Tsunami.  God utilizes my time more wisely.
 I am God’s special gift, so I feel sorry for you if you choose me to mess with.
To mess with me is to harm yourself stop trying to understand and understand yourself. 
Understand God lives and shines through me... do you now understand me, now try to 
understand yourself.


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Wedding Photo

I never wanted to write about you a man from my past
From so many life's ago I felt our love would last
I was so young and weak from your trance
Little did I know that it was just part of your dance

Today, you posted a picture of your wedding years ago
Told of how deep your love was for the one that you betroth
Sweet and sappy drippings of a romance so true
Little did they know how you had always dated two

I gave you all four years of my college life
Believed in all your statements about being your wife
Never had an inkling that you had strung me along
Believing in the tryst of lies you had sung to me in song

Described how for 37 years she's been your best friend
Our college years together in 83' did end
So with my calculations your relationship began
In '78 before we met, so now I understand

For four years I believed that I'd become your wife
Instead you were courting two and living a double life
I'm so grateful that I never married you to this day
For a marriage built upon a lie, you would always stray

I hope that all the girls in college today will listen up! 
Don't waste time on men in school education is a must
Men will come and go like water through a sieve
Count only on yourself and what you have to give

I dodged a bullet with this scoundrel, went on to finer things
I am forever grateful he no longer pulls my strings. 



Details | Senryu | |

That Sucks

<                                     on your own death bed 
                                       you couldn't even admit ........
                                       that you were married














Entry For Paula Swenson's Contest 
Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right
G.L. All


Details | Sonnet | |

No meaning of my love

when you find another friend i never mind,
you go for a drink or walk, I never went behind,
i look after you and your family, I don't complain,
you come late when asking, you speak a lie plain,
i find you hear phone secretly and trying to bind,
i never blame,' you 're wrong' and have no fight,
you care me and my family it was only my delight,
you 're wrong to have left me and changed your mind,
few years later a young lady ruined you and run away,
you become old and sick approached me to stay,
you died nobody noticed police found you a week later,
i told children,''you died' they said,' he died for 25 years hater,
A man learns from mistake we read always a quotation,
who learns a lesson to change climax, we believe in fashion.


Details | Couplet | |

Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places

<        this poem is not about what is written, but what is not written
          like the smile upon her face that looks nil and somewhat smitten

          and lochs of hair hanging instead of with bows and lace
          tell me my angelic angel have you fallen from God's good grace

          has your garments of thread gone out of time
          has your dance with the butterflies gotten out of rhyme

         have you been cast from your lovers heart
         or are you just looking to start over with brand new start

         has clouds silver lining rained upon your dreams
         has leafs dance gone frozen in crystal streams


         time stands still amidst wondering thoughts
         time stands still when lovers cant be sought 




Written By Katherine Stella 7/4/11

Entry For A Rambling Poet's 
The Unwritten Contest
G.L. All      

        

         


         
          
          

        
                         

         

         


Details | Epigram | |

Here My Cry

A loud thunder is heard throughout the abyss
Only the lost souls are the ones who dismiss


Details | Verse | |

CONTROL THE LOVE

Control the love between the two of you,
Or else you 'll be hit by a blow to split off
Your life's heart like an axe.
Stare at each other, tenderly, communicate
With ease, graciously, whisper melodies, sweetly,
But do not let your fingers crisscross so 
That you won't be caught up in each others arms...
"ON THE BED".
Leading to each others thighs that wrought
The sweetest taboo.
So control the love if you must stand above ill manners
As you are not yet wedded.
Don't let it flow without measures or brake
For you might be tied up like stock fish to a bamboo stake,
Ready for the fire... ending you in utter remorse.
Control the love! control the love!! control the love!!!


                                                     CHARLES MELODY
                                               (Lightning Ink).


Details | Rhyme | |

the Racist Heaven

As I slashed my wrists wide open
I smiled and could not wait for heaven
I beckoned for my love that a child once knew
I cried as the pain took over

Satan met me at the front door
He slipped on a banana peel that I left from before
I laughed and cried as the tears were of pain
I wished the devil himself would regain
Stand up for those that were cast out of hell
Stand down for those that would set heaven a spell
And relive the anguish of your boycott from jail
And smile as I run my pride though your nails
The ones I used on the lord when he was reborn
When he banished me from home for the belief was not sworn
I care not for you my son of taboo
I die now with you as we kill each other true
Your racist heaven with your laws and your rules
Speak true of your lies as you write another you
And tell your despise to the ones that follow the clue
I die alone for I died with truth
And the crying satan felt my love for him was due
And we both hold hands as we prepare to slip by
Our hearts become one as the racist heaven lets us die


Details | Lyric | |

Just Be

Society, community, society, community.
You can leave now and let me be.
I will swim free, free in your sea. 
Your sea? your sea, polluted now, Oh you will never see.
Broken hearts, bodies too, beloved inner child, I love you.
Purity.
Alone.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
I know now that this is all I need.
To be. To be. That is all, just Be.
Burn your toys, television too, kill the car, the radio..... 
MOooooooo.
Unleash, unravel, these boys, disentangle, unblock, reset there mind, please sir,
could you be so kind?
Simplicity, Simplicity, simplicity.
Eye's clenched shut.
Now I know, Alone in my hut, not long to go, you will be free.
Free. free. free.
Buy the car, buy the house, buy the cow, consume, consume, but how?
Now!
Now, now, you tell me are you happy? for ever and art thou.
Ah ha, you see, you see.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
That is all I need, I choose now, my self is free?
Yes, yes, yes sir, me?
Free to sit, sit and just be.
Me? Free? free to swim in this endless blue sea?
I will just sit, sit right here, against this healing earth, oh so very near.
My mind is liquid, free to birth.
Just be. Just Be. Just Be.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.





Details | Haiku | |

My true love

Not a day, week, month or a year, chased her non-stop.
I love her, she claimed, she has no solution of my madness,
my love is true, she said, you are boring, i feel stress,
you 've no dare to express feelings you tried me to bind with a rope,
why do i merry you, you are waste and has no hope?


Details | Free verse | |

Power Of Love

"When the power of love
overcomes the love of life,
peace and contentment 
extend the hand of remembrance."


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part I

Gathering grey clouds
Whip crack of frothing thunder
Is this Africa?


Details | Quatrain | |

The Fool

A person in love can become a fool
To all the emotions that are new
How can we tell a fool they must beware?
Of the things they might say and do.

Accept what is offered a love that is true
Accept it and hold it to your heart
A fool and his emotions a dangerous thing
Don’t let them make two lovers now part.

A Greek god has looks and the presence too
But the emotions he shows would not be like you
Handsome and beauty are just surface things
To the regret of many that bought golden rings

To love and be loved is a precious gift
Don’t look for things that aren’t there
Just love and be loved and honour and trust
To the love of your life just be fair.

©~GG~ 22/02/2103


Details | Light Poetry | |

Tomorrow

We don’t know what tomorrow brings
So we just can’t speculate
And it will make no sense
For us to just sit down and wait

The love we found today
We both know it’s real and true
All love with face some obstacles’
But love will always make it through

Some people will try to hold back
What they are feeling in their heart
When they know this love is a fairy tale
Romance Right from the very start

We are worrying about the future
Bout the unknown is like a blank page
But god can close the curtains anytime
Down on any one’s stage

I know a man who loves woman
He falls for her heart and soul
And his parents says it’s crazy
He’s too young and she’s too old

So they stop them from getting marry
Causing years of pain and sorrow
While driving he got in accident today
And they will bury him tomorrow

And the wound in her heart won’t stop bleeding
And every breathe she wish was the last she take
A little boy calls his dad, saying look, look ,dad
And they found her body floating in the lake

His parents was worried bout the future
Although they know it was unknown
But still they plant the seeds of pain
Now look what it has grown

Why didn’t they let them be together?
For today all that remains is sorrow
For trying to change the course of true love
They have taken away their tomorrow

For today they would have been married
And build a happy home of love
But now they are two lost souls
Forever roaming the world above

Some times one year of happiness
Is worth 100 years of being alone
For as long as two hearts are true
Forever the flowers of love will bloom

And as long as there are stars in the sky
And the waves must come to the shore
People of all different ages
Will be falling in love forever more

But what if tomorrow never comes
And you let today go
Then the real magic of true love
You will never get to know


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men

We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge

Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.

The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.


Details | Tyburn | |

Good News

Good News,
gold light
bringing
True Love
The three kings follow Good News, gold light
Jesus Christ is born bringing True Love.


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Insisting

The darkness, how it does keep own persisting
From me it said, you have no will resisting
Completely it has almost spread round the world
Telling you, this is all there be existing 

Preying on all, there is no righteous soul left
Intentions of thee to leave all you bereft
Molding ye a fruitless pattern of death
The Creator does say, their will be a theft

Endurance of faith in the One you should trust
Turn away you all, from fleshly mortal lust
The more men turn on you the more you will see
Follow thee path of Jesus Christ does be just


Details | Alliteration | |

Undermining Light

Despising, Deceiving, Denying
Lying, Lynching, Looting
Mindless, Morals, Misconceiving

Opening, Options, Obsolete
Treacherous, Treasonous, Thieves
Thinking, They, Them

Boasting, Bullying, Blinding
Forsaking, Forbidding, Friends
Uniting, Under, Unity

Sending, Signals, Selfishly
Can’t, Control, Consciousness
Everyone, Escape, Earth

Holding, Here, Hell
Never, Not, Now
Win, We, Will

Yearning, Ye, Yes
Illumination, Inside, Increasing
Evil, Ending, Extinct  


Details | Narrative | |

Robbing the Nest

I had survived how many summers? Five?
Six? 'til, self-taught, I learned at last
of terror that lurks in situations
which those I trust (myself included)
would swear offer only perfect safety...
My ball rolled under my Grandma's house
and I, well-guarded, scuttled after to retrieve it,
mindless of the tarry soil fleeced with fluffy,
small red feathers, newly molted by matrons:
hens that clucked contentment,
set upon their hidden egg troves.
Spying their nests, I thought to rob them
and so earn a Grandma's love for a city boy
unversed in country ways. Thinking, I acted,
reaching for a nest unoccupied,
half hid behind a house block.
I closed my soft, expectant hand
upon a wriggling creature coiled among the eggs,
drew back like lightning to watch
a brightly spotted snake slide off
into the farther, deeper darkness
amid a squall of squawks.
Emerging empty handed, terrified,
it wasn't Grandma's love I earned that day.
I have always since encountered similar brilliant colored
dangers whenever I have thought to grab,
for myself or others, unclaimed treasures
in strange places, in warmer or in cooler weathers.


Details | Couplet | |

ADJECTIVES

A is for angry, a passion hot and burning,
B is for beautiful, always a damsel yearning.

C is for callous, the ungodly wicked act,
D is for doting, such love can so much impact.

E is for energetic, big strong pocket Hercules,
F is for foolish, an unwise approach to my exercises.

G is for greedy, synonymous to a glutton
H is for hot temper, a destroyer of virtues gotten.

I is for impetuous, the risk of irrationality,
J is for joyous, a state of delight of souls nationality.

K is for kind, rewarding act of helping,
L is for loving, found a synonym for doting.

M  is for meek, angelic attribute and non-devil…,
N is for new, the same for the word 'novel'.

O is for ossified, father's rules rigid and fixed,
P is for peaceful, the calm feeling when kissed,
 
Q is for queer, strange like the itch from a peppermint balm,
R is for reliable, God's attribute in every Psalm.

S is for soft, the touch of a mother,
T is for tedious, boring, pants for another.

U is for united, one mind, a great entry,
V is for vociferous, my sister's repeated loud complaints to a tree.

W is for willing, not compelled like the call of saints,
X is for xenophobic, the fear of strangers' paints.

Y is for youthful, prepared to take on life's dangers,
Z is for zealous, the weapon of the power rangers.

So much fun learning vocabs of adjectives,
Like wielding magical powers of elves.

BIOGRAPHY
Ayoola Goodness Lanre is my name. Born 2nd of March 1989. I am a Nigerian. An 
English language teacher. A poet and other genres of literature. Love children.


Details | I do not know? | |

From Then To Now

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Narrative | |

Purpose we are on earth

We are on earth to know To love Eternal God To do good according to His will And to go someday in heaven Human being means to come from Eternal God To go back to Eternal God The Truth is Our origins goes back farther than our parents Our parents are Eternal God’s tool For us to be on earth Sometimes we feel our Creator is near Sometimes we feel nothing at all So that we might find the way home Eternal God sent His Eternal Son Who freed us from sin Save us from the Eternal Father’s world destruction Eternal God, wanted to destroy the world Depressed People He created were sinning Eternal Son stopped Him Eternal Father is Yahweh Means “I AM” Eternal Son is Jesus Christ He is the Highest Priest of the Catholic or Roman Catholic Church We call Catholic priest, father Represent Father Christ He is the Highest Priest The Eternal Father is in Him Jesus Christ is Father Christ He is the way The Truth The Life 4092013


Details | Free verse | |

In My Community

Our Ancestors fought to the death,
Just so we can live a brighter day,
So before you light up that blunt of meth,
Think about what you’re giving away,
It was a glad day in history when Obama rose to victory,
The first black president was all we knew,
Dark skin is in!
Haven’t you heard?
That even in our community, 
You can get burned,
It’s a sad day when people would rather stay home and “Crank That Amber Cole”,
Than get up and run to a poll,
In our community,
Rockin’ Luis V is better than having a college degree,
And teen pregnancy is not only a trend,
But the single motherhood that follows should end,
Young girls learn of a wonderful prince to take them away,
Nothing should change thought their mothers prince didn’t stay,
And as the tears fade away,
She grows stronger every day,
In our community,
Fighting is no longer a word,
You argue with someone and shots are heard,
Girls showing places the sun don’t show,
So how do they expect the community to grow?
Where love is a figment of imagination,
Making a young child question her creation,
Young mothers would rather buy the iPhone 5,
Then satisfy her baby’s cries,
While her new man’s eye,
Wander up another girl’s thighs,
In our community,
Where #team dark skin vs #team light skin,
Makes others not love the skin they’re in,
Love, lust, hate, and trust,
Giving a rose on Valentine’s Day is no longer a must, 
Where bad is good and good is bad,
Who would think to see their grandmother sad?
Her hurt and pain,
Shows how our community has lost everything her parents fought to gain.


Details | Monoku | |

Heartbeat Is A Love Beat { Broken Monku }

<                 seventh grade third hour spelling teacher
             

                                    heartbeat is just a silly love beat








Tribute To
Teenage Crushes
On Teacher's LOL


Details | Senryu | |

Omnipotent Father

Sun does rise
when moon sets
Ye who spins


Details | Blank verse | |

Give To Receive

The cost be a benefit to charity I speak of
A bid for mercy a reward from He thee Almighty One
All who have fallen give in faith, so that they receive
Unseen is this present, only in spirit they understand
Selfish desires lost through forgiveness He has answered
Foolish to many the choice that was made obviously right
Turning of a page frees the once monetized slave
His life was the price but still there be strife humbling to most
A ghost now made Holy given to them headed down
This frown now turned to a smile that last for an eternity 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

myanmar poem, poetry, poet from myanmar

For many people outside the Myanmar poetry, it may come as a surprise that there is such a thing as language-oriented poetry contemporary poetry scene in Myanmar. The Poetry of the bourgeoisie and the "art for the people" left-wing poetry.
I feel like I have to say to me about how this had happened in Myanmar, the country was under military rule over the past 60 years their poetry broke away from the traditional style classic writing about the monarchy the old and the Burmese Old Burmese way of life before the annexation of British Burma in 1886. The hair experimental poetry movement 1 of the 20th century, was 2 in the movement of new writing, which led pilot Dag on (which is now in his 90s and blind), after the end of World War 2. Influenced by left-wing ideology known of the historical period popular poetry, realism and the Marxist-oriented, through the 40S late. There was at that time, an ideological struggle between the so-called "art for art's sake" The Poetry of the bourgeoisie and the "art for the people" left-wing poetry. Has described those who did not support writing the new "bourgeois" and blasted the "progressives." Although the new writing system that is based on experimental poetry rhyme 4.3.2 with some changes in the number of syllables in each line rhyme scheme, which makes it more flexible, and was aimed at, faith, and the content of a revolutionary. The art for the masses, and poetry is the weapon of the masses against the landowners and capitalists and national. It is unfortunate that the writing of new, while winning the hearts and minds of an entire generation of young poets, and in some cases made just propaganda, and the adage is that the hair must be less aesthetic and utilitarian more so that even the common person would low education "appreciate" poem with ease. UNSUPPORTED CODE myanmar poem UNSUPPORTED CODE 


Details | Couplet | |

Goodnight Moon

<                                              Goodnight moon
                                    Only God knows if I'll see you soon


                                    As I stand under this canopy of stars 
                                    It looks as if you're riddled with scars


                                      From your illuminating harvest glows
                                   To those frosted faces from a winters toll


                                          You even play your peek a boo
                                          With clouds that shuffle by you



                                            Don't you know I love you so
                                         So please stay and don't you let go


                                               You're my guiding light
                                       My shining armor through-out the night



                                    The crickets are even playing our love song
                                             So let's dance all night long



                                         For I know the sun will be rising soon
                              And we'll start hearing yodel calls from a loons tune


                                             Well    goodnight moon 
                                          You've slipped away all to soon


                                                    It's been fun
                                        Dam ! now here comes the sun




Entry For
Deb Guzzi's 
Harvest Moon Contest
G.L. All



                                      


                                         



                                        


                                         


                                        

                                      
                                    


                                   


                                  
                     


                                        



Details | ABC | |

This is the Day

This is the day which the lord hath made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
But we rather be sad in it
We rather hate in it
Kill, Steal and Destroy
Boast about our joy
Money, Cars and Cloths
Tell us you got all the hoes
Why do are women want to be hoes
Why we dancing on poles
Men don’t you know women are a key ingredient to our souls
Women don’t you know you know your worth more than pure gold
Platinum, Crystals, and Diamonds

This is the day which the lord hath made;
We will rejoice and be glade in it.
That is the only way we are going to save our planet
We have to make our way, because we are here to stay
Hold on to what is right, believing in your rights
Love is the only weapon you need to fight
Because This is the Day where everything change
This is the Day where we are only calling on one name
This is the Day where we all get to see them fancy things
This is the Day where there are no more nightmares and only dreams
This is the Day where you will see greener pastures and blue streams
This is the Day where we all are announced kings and queens
This is the Day Heaven begins to sing


Details | Free verse | |

My Rage

A tornado tore through 
this place
Left us dazed and confused
You refused to stay while I refused to leave
Left this place in disarray
Let’s leave it as it is
you say
While I say let’s fix up
our space
Maybe
At first, you said the opposite and
I thought different
Checked myself in the mirror
And began to listen to my heart
And your voice until
It stilled and you just stopped
Speaking…
Or maybe your voice is my heartbeat
And
It stopped ticking…
A tornado tore through this place
And in my mind we both are prisoners
You unleashed me from your life
As I kept you chained to my soul
A tornado tears through this mind
Shifts me to and fro
Memories upon memories in this
shabby space
Left me picking up these pieces
Of our life as they lay.
Trying to fix “us” when there is only me
Crying over “we” when there is no you
A tornado tore through this place here
Inside my heart
A gaping hole is there
Cold and dark
Picking up my shattered puzzle
Years later
Like pieces of glass from a faded picture
In our broken life.


Details | Dodoitsu | |

Let's Have A Party

<                                       wedding's party together
                                         leave space missing attendents
                                         brides grooms best man maids honor
                                         forget not thy rings

                                                                                  
                                         
                                         petals strewn on red carpet 
                                         notable winks for moms dads
                                         confetti strewn high in air
                                         board open carriage



Entry For 
Dr's Ram Mehta's 
Wedding Rehearsal
Dodoitsu Contest  
GL All


Written by Katherine Stella
5/8/2011


Details | Clerihew | |

We can swim beyond the storms

Unknown friend immerses 
In my fullerene verses,   
And finds four allotropes forms… 
We can swim beyond the storms.


Details | Villanelle | |

Abigail Smith Adams Lady Of Letters

Abigail Smith Adams, lady of letters
Miles between her and husband John, circuit lawyer
She let not distance stop their love_be barriers

She oversaw the jobs at home_even the builders
Remarkable lady who taught their children
Abigail Smith Adams, lady of letters

People would come to her during war who were bearers
Of terrible news, she was strong with faith_hope
She let not distance stop their love_be barriers

Abigail's letters were strong, witty filled answers
Her letters also told of her loneliness
Abigail Smith Adams, lady of letters

Abigail and John of this country's leaders were beginners
Their idealism and strength set this country apart
She let not distance stop their love_be barriers

At last of life when they were no longer beginners
They got to spend retirement at Quincy their home
Abigail Smith Adams, lady of letters
She let not distance stop their love _be barriers


Details | Free verse | |

Emigration comes full circle

I left Ireland in the 80's with my husband and two babies for Holland. In 2003, we 
returned so that our children could have an Irish University education. Dublin was 
buzzing with life at the time, it was very expensive but we were home. Now in 2011, 
my daughter is emigrating, back down the old ancestral path, she is going to Madrid 
to teach English there. Our country has collapsed so badly, there is no employment 
here so we are exporting our young, educated children by the day. A sad day for me 
as my daughter leaves tomorrow. I wrote her this poem.


To Sarah
On the wave of emigration
I want you to know
That I see you, a fellow female
An equal on every level
Not just my daughter
My little pink princess
I see you as a woman
A power within this world
With oceans to offer
A lifetime still to learn
Go to your new life
A teacher in Madrid
Be free and fearless
Spread your wings and fly
Take the opportunities
Shape them to your dreams
You have all the tools
You can use them now.

Your analytic mind
Will help you make good decision
Fair and just rewards will ensue.
Your radiating heart
Will gift you new friendships
Maybe even a new love
All in good time
You will never be alone
Because you have a deep sense of self
This will be fortified
With this new tide
Your feet firmly planted
Will always serve you well
Balancing the ups and downs of Libra
Always true to yourself
Life will be true to you too.

We live in a new age today
This global world is small
As we email and skype
Fly back and forth to visit
We will continue to love
As mother and daughter
Our journeys through life
Shared
Forever together
My love
I will hold you safe
In my heart.
 


Details | Lyric | |

Down In Memphis

This poem came about by a discussion at work describing a memphis burger and a classic one. I told someone they flowed together and they didn't believe me so I wrote this:

I went down to memphis
There was this, classic chick
With them hips, and red lipstick
A kiss so delicious that
I promised to this miss I would not dissapear
But I was dishonest, I thought I made it clear
That this situation between the two of us
Was not serious But she was delrious
Became so furious that
That month she had two periods
It only takes one to end my sentence
25 to life, Im not doin the time on that sentence
Doesn't matter if she gets me presents
Don't care if she gets madder that I am not present, 
yet she gets sadder cause she still feels my presence
It wont be pleasant, if she doesnt let me leave peacefully
So I packed my things in the middle of the night
Took off asap so she couldn't pick a fight
Flew right back to my little house on the right
Split so fast like Kim Kardash was my wife
Realized that I just dodged a couple of knifes
It seems whack, But I just had to run and hide
This commital thing isnt for me
I am brittle, I crack too easily
Got to be careful cause I need Room to wiggle cant be
Strangled or tied down, I know It'll come back around
Hurt triple the times when karma
Shoots me down from the sky
So for right now, sayonara, beddy bye
Nice to know ya, good night


Details | Didactic | |

COME WITH ME

COME WITH ME


Come with me, my friend,
Together a better world 
To built:
Kinder 
Fairer 
A more compassionate world
For me
For you 
For our children 
For all of us!
 
A difficult task it is
I declare, 
An impossible undertaking
The centuries of old may 
Assert
But
More centuries ahead wait
To be born, 
Innocent centuries 
Pure millennia  
We must not betray their trust
In us!

Let us, therefore, begin 
Building this magnificent world 
Of our dreams: 
THE LOVING WORLD!
Let us not disappoint
The promising future!

Tell me,
Is there a nobler duty?
A holier undertaking? 
A more righteous and sacred 
Mission than this?
Is there anything else 
More aspired by men
More loved by God? 

Come! 
Do not linger any longer,
Let us DARE!
You and I, together 
Let's start this superb
Enterprise! 
We owe it to humanity
Present and future,
Let us lay the foundations of this
Glorious edifice TODAY 
Let us alter the history of
Mankind forever
By
Taking the first step
Forward: 
Ourselves to CHANGE!


©Demetrios Trifiatis
  16 January 2013


Details | Pantoum | |

Gobble Gobble

<                                           cobblestone streets where she strolls
                                             waiting looking  for her next clients
                                             lip stick skirt blouse boots she fluffs hair
                                             horn's blair people's stare all fair game
                                             waiting looking for her next clients
                                             dim lit streets she turns her head for another
                                             horn's blair people's stare all fair game
                                             liars cheaters she don't care
                                             waiting looking for her next clients
                                             lip stick skirt blouse boots she fluffs hair
                                             dim lit streets she  turns her head for another
                                             cobblestone streets where she strolls
                                             


Details | Didactic | |

Misdirection

Here as I wander through this vast and sometimes unsympathetic world, with those who claim to be more civilized than they that walk with their backs to the sun…yet they fight amongst each other and reek havoc and rage war and shed each others blood over trivial matters like the color of each others skin or the way in which you should worship our God! They don’t even love each other as they should as the word of God so commanded them to do! They even rage war inside their own homes…sons against their fathers, they are each filled with hate and malice towards each other...for a status of dominations, which matters not in death but only to the here and now, which passes like the speed of light. They are vain and self absorbed inside of a world in which they have each created with delusions of grandeur and deceit. No true love for each other yet they claim to be supreme beings above all others? Animals don’t kill just for the thrill or just because they can, they do it only to survive and because sometimes they are in fear. But we do it out of self satisfaction or just because we can…take heed my brothers and sisters all is not good and what appears to be good is not, for it is far more important to love and submit to each and other than to stand as sole king or queen on hill were no one else lives or comes…somehow our good intent to become more better than the animals has turned into some type of misdirection on why we are really here? Love can't be misdirected, it can only be not given or received.


Details | Free verse | |

I LIke

I like to see that sparkle in your eyes when you have finally understood a concept taught.
I like to see that unfurled, cannot conceal smile that tells me that what I am doing finally make sense--- impacting lives, changing the future, you know the philosophical truth that holds all who enter this profession at ransom.
I like to see when you deliberate share ideas with "friends" who when you subtract the scholastic elements would have been your rivals.
I like to see when you have master your external exams and you are becoming that person I knew you had the potential to be, a role model and a positive product of my community.


Details | Haiku | |

The butterfly-poet

A scent, a color …
he has to pick from heaven,
in no time amber.


Details | Senryu | |

World Of Men

Fear not God
told this true
by blood spilt


Details | ABC | |

The woman of my heart

Neutrality in your colour seduces me and overwhelms my pride. Originality in your words attracts me and drives my senses to you. Prenuptial agreement, I must sign, without delay. Quest no more! You are my type of girl. You are with no doubt the woman of my heart


Details | Rhyme | |

Begin to Live

Knowing his plan and staying on course, You’ll walk through your days without guilt or remorse. Asking each day for His will to be done, You’ll soon see it clearly, as the rising sun. Life is just moments of things that we do, and if they’re done well, there’s no need to be blue. Get down on your knees, with every nightfall, And know if you pray, He will give you it all! All that you need you will soon come to know, Is already yours, so let the rest go. Stay in the moment, His presence you’ll feel. All of His goodness will seem quite surreal. There’s nothing to want for and nothing you need. Let go of the anger, the fear and the greed. And when you awaken, His presence surrounds. Thank Him again as your feet hit the ground. Then go to a place to be quiet and pray, before you are rushed right into your day. Ask Him to show you his way all the while, And know that He’s with you, it will show in your smile. These simple acts of love that we show Him, Simply mean we’ve come to know Him. Never doubt He’s always there! Forever and ever you’re in His care. As you walk through life, you’ll shine His glow. You’ll share it with others and they’ll come to know. The beauty of love that’s only ours to give, Allows us to truly begin to live.
Michelle D. ©May 15, 2011


Details | Free verse | |

Melancholy Mood, Last Less

Those pitiless days ’re enough to puzzle the compassionate mind.
A phenomenal gesture, soon sued to have downplayed the legit,
That even the impartial impact was bandit with words.
Not so funny ’re those days
That devils 're clad in bigotry .
And soon ready enough 
To poison soups 
Meant for the entourage.
Pitiful quill perhaps has taken over this weakening wit.
Now struggles continue.
Exclusive parcels to all the greenery gestures.
Your compassionate touch is well noted
And well felt.
Thank you so much for the deliverance.

Penned by:
Abdulhafeez Oyewole

18/5/2013

Previous contested poem title: 5 Minutes Challenge

For: Russell Sivey's "Complete Your Poem" Contest.


Details | Rhyme | |

A little about me

I'm filled with inspiration,
standing tall with pride,
I never walk in the shadows because I do not wish to hide,
many tell me I cant but I still believe,
if I surpass every hurrdle I will achieve,

I'm not bashful I have an open personality,
but I'm also aware of life's reality,
so I'm not to loose and not up tight,
I stay in the space in the middle called "just right",

In life for my education its a hard fight,
always ask questions, take advice and study all night,
I must not leave any space for failure,
I want a family some day and they must be safe and secure,

My heart is big, my spirit is strong and stands firm like a post,
I'm meek and humble i never like to boast,
I try to lift people's hearts and mines,
its like everyone i meet our souls intertwines,

I love talking to people rich or poor,
even sick people, I pray everday for them to find a cure,
I love church I love God,
If I'm lying let me be called a fruad,
Its plain and simple a cross the board,
I'm One of few peole who wants the whole world to be on one accord.......


Details | Rhyme | |

Highlights of New Jersey

"Highlights of New Jersey" New Jersey is quaintly known as the Garden State for fun with sandy beaches kissed by ocean waves beneath golden Sun amusement parks and midway piers stream wooden boardwalk arcades offer magic machines with flashing lights that talk. boat rides on blue Atlantic coast and fishing by the bay surfing upon white capped waves as marble tourneys play shopping at the mini malls, stopping for frosty treat funnel cake or snow cones to alleviate the heat. racing monster wheels doing 'wheelies' in beige sand as lovers stroll the promanade in love while hand in hand bed and breakfast hideaways to feed the appetite miniature golf on hotel rooftops close to the Moon at night. Memories in Margate with The Geeter With the Heater* Convention Center marathons for dancers digging beaters casino trips for tourists and residents alike a visit to the Cape May Zoo or riding cool mountain bike. roadside stands selling vegetables and fruits plants and flowers beautiful from full grown or from roots the scenic drive through highways or back roads share greenview still munching on hot Curly's fries in circled crunchy chew. a seashore paradise and a Summertime resort with Christie at the helm with a positive report museums of great art and historical conquests a friendly atmosphere New Jersey loves to welcome guests. sports reign supreme, with many choices of teams to cheer fans follow scores from near and far in sports clubs drinking beer good education for all children schools excellently rated and seniors are protected in communities so gated. a native of the Garden State am proud to boast and say once you visit all the magic places to take your breath away even Hurricane Sandy could not dissuade the residents everyone joined in unison to assist with dire events. New Jersey towns will build again in love with this great State positive outlooks count so much .. even erases hate and when we lay our heads down at night to pray we thank God for His blessings in a very special way. *The Geeter With the Heater - Jerry Blavat, D.J. at Memories in Margate Club. *For Richard Tarr's New Jersey Contest.


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Eager To Live

Search is continuous in these words I have penned 
Eager in anticipation for a message please send
A thirst unrelenting is my desire for you to quench
Bless me Oh, Lord with your fisherman’s bend

What reason do I have otherwise but in you to exist?
Give me the strength over temptations that always persist
Thank you for granting me a new day to grow in you
Ultimately the goal allows your will in me to insist

The journey is part of the lesson one must learn
Bless me with the ability so my mind may discern
Knowledge and understand with wisdom of you
Forget me not Oh, Lord on the day of your return


Details | Sonnet | |

Valentine a golden way

A Valentine day, we sat on the rocks and played with ducks,
Rolled over the grass and embraced the bench holes,
Pulled the knitting balls and stretched the rubber calls,
Waved the legs and rubbed the tussles for stall hooks.
Messy hair wrapped in muddy spots to roll over the red looks.
Sunshine touched my spine and glowed behind the shades,
Bird flunked above the smoke in a hard talk to touch my fades,
A fragmented doll in a love fall why minds the rounding crooks.
My strength is bright has a big fight to elastic the bubbly talks,
A golden way we lived in our day that noted in memory books.
Valentine opens the living door to enjoy love more that's mine,
Happiness touched my bones in healthy tones we roasted fine,
Love encouraged me comes from soul free warmth me in cold,
In a rainy day, offers me a play fiery sparks that we can hold.


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Sacraments of Christian Initiation


The Sacraments of Christian Initiation
Baptism, Confirmation and the Holy Eucharist
Lay the foundation of every Christian life

Faithful are born anew by Baptism, 
Strengthened by Confirmation 
Receive in the Eucharist the food of eternal life

To receive increasing measures
The divine life
Advance toward the perfection of charity

Written 09172012


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Outside Of The Box

This is a tale for you regarding Pandora and the box.
Here we find an attempt to put back on the lock
A trip back to Alexandria in your mind we must go
Trying to protect but you can’t turn back the clock

What had tried to be sealed is not what one expect
Only wanting to keep others from trying to dissect
The library was vast holding knowledge long passed
Gallant was the attempt though evil did misdirect

Someone had already check out these 365 books
See the flames raised high the city did overcook
Spread them north and east so ordered the beast
Because at the Star he did not want you to look


Details | Free verse | |

Christmas 2009

Recession made Christmas harder than ever before
Family’s splitting – money the core
Dad’s leaving to live on the street
So that young hungry mouths are able to eat
That some extra cash might be in the house
and children might learn what Christmas is about?
But without Dad gone, roof would be lost
for the bills are much higher – we can’t meet the cost
No longer can the average family budget
2009, jobs lost, even working struggle to afford it
Commercialism needs to stop building hopes and dreams
Childern don’t understand you are busting at the seams
Disappointment reigns as kids outside taunt and tease
No longer we fit in we’re all on our knees
Sinking. Even love has fallen apart
We don’t want this Christmas just haven’t the heart!
Expectation lower, depressions set in
Politicians not helping the hole we’re all in
Instead raising taxes they’ll crucify more
and this miserable life could be at your door
Will someone tell them that family should be together
sharing love, life, hopes dreams whatever they weather


Details | Free verse | |

Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


Details | Free verse | |

To Not Believe, Is Not An Option

I believe in God.
I believe, because to not believe, is not an option.

I would rather believe in God throughout my life, 
then when I die, if there is nothing, I have lost nothing
and would never know.

If I lived my life never believing in God,
then when I died,
and God asks why I did not believe,
I have lost everything, 
and will know what I lost for eternity.

To not believe is not an option, only a gamble, 
a gamble whose odds produce an incalculable result;
the only guarantee, truth.


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Into the Heart of a Soulless Existence

Into The Heart Of A Soulless Existence

Damn these flies! 
There must be a half dozen of them 
Buzzing around my tiny room here, 
Buzzing and humming spasmodically, 
Like tongue-less eunuchs 
In a locked church full of salivating sodomites! 
Flies are actually amazing creatures 
That probably think like men 
And emotionalize like women. 
 I think they are attracted to my green onions here, 
As I again cut and shred and dice, 
And I am acutely aware 
That the blond dish is spying on me again. 
She must want something from me. 
She’s reaching out 
Without a living hand or arm. 
She’s reaching out 
Like the thousand estuaries of the Los Angeles River, 
As they poke and prod and pry 
Into the heart of a soulless existence. 
My existence! 
Wretched as it is! 
“Leave me alone! 
Can’t you see I’m minding my own business. 
Can’t you see that I am not that kind of guy?” 
“Shhhh! All I want is to spend some time with you. 
Maybe we can sip some champagne, 
Kinda cozy up on the couch there, 
Just you and me, see? 
And just talk about intelligent things, 
Like Joyce’s Ulysses, or Eliot’s Waste Land… 
‘I will show you fear in a handful of dust,’ 
Ooooh, doesn’t Eliot just give you goose-bumps?”  
“Are you kidding? Honey, 
Put the book down and come over here! 
God knows you weren’t made to read books. 
You were made to be a man’s crowning achievement! 
And nothing else. 
Since when does a delightful dame like you, 
With no formal education at all, 
Read the likes of T.S. Eliot and James Joyce? 
Who are you trying to kid? 
Please Norma Jeane, this is a man’s world 
And you need to stay where you belong, 
On the wide Big Screen in gorgeous technicolor, 
Wearing practically nothing.  
You belong there because we own you. 
Every single man with a pair attached 
Who has seen your movies, 
Owns you! 
We own your pulchritudinous face, 
Your shimmering blond hair 
And your gorgeous swirling hips; 
We even own the red of your ruby red lipstick.  
You’re nothing without us, Norma. 
And that’s the truth.
 So stay up there, 
On the Big Screen in the dark, 
So that we, all men, 
May feast upon you with our eyes, 
And know first hand what eternal redemption is!  
That’s your place, 
Your only place.” 
(Then my girl opened her moist red lips and purred): 
“I don’t mind living in a man’s world, 
Just as long as I can be a woman in it.” 
These flies know my name. 
These flies know my number! 
Next they’ll be nuzzling in my mustache, 
Wondering when the lips of the It Girl 
Will make their incredible approach. 
Red, seductive 
Helenesque lips; 
Do I dare disturb Hollywood? 
Do I dare disturb LA? 
Come with me to my Kasbah, 
And there I shall envelope you, 
Invoke you,
To render unto me 
Your deliberate and studied lines. 
“Billy! I need a flyswatter! 
Would you be a doll and go get me one?” 
Norma Jeane, why are you always carrying a phone?


Details | I do not know? | |

three

”...things come in three…”
before I look to TV
my stomach sinks
at the idea already
perhaps more news
to darken my day
watch the tide grow
in stains of decay
another horizon
as Atlantis rising
can it be?
”...don’t scare us…”
why, so we can care.less?
and if you don’t think
I’m pro.human
then it’s you
that should come
to the shoreline
hear the innocent
die in the ocean
watch a child cry
from convenience
stores that supply
dried food in a bag
”...here kid…”
have a mc.nugget
moms busy 
and so is dad…
we’re working
like we’ve never had
because we don’t
and you won’t either
because there is
no hope for better
so swallow our
rant and our shant
with more want
because the world
is going to sh!t…..
.....
stop it.
unacceptable vent
smells of a slick I cant
oil that soils more
then a gaping vent
designed to crush
our will and intent
fight back…
explore unknowns
rethink the world
how we live
how we ‘own’
rethink 
how we learn…

”...grow something…”
for a heal.thy.body
reinvent the weheal
rein in the ‘repent’
learn to value smart
a heart unspent
rethink…
everything.

< 3


Details | Epigram | |

Some poems burn in our heart

Some poems burn in our heart,
The others,people call them "art".


Details | Ottava rima | |

Trusting Only You

Born in worldly sin seeking you thrust knife
Turn away from man’s unrighteous false goals
This be cause will given a choice speaks life
The teachings of Jesus Christ his word molds
Unrelenting desire be thy way 
Without the One lost in doubt course be known
Holy Spirit to baptize me I pray
Direction change not in vain seek Ye thrown


Details | I do not know? | |

Divine Mercy Chaplet

We use a rosary to pray Chaplet of Divine Mercy For those who don’t know or love God To convert sinners, pray for them None of us deserves God’s forgiveness However Whenever we pray for His forgiveness, He does He loves us so much Many people in our world who are sad They think God will not forgive their sins They think He’s mean St. Faustina was born a special child She felt she has chosen to transmit the message of God’s mercy You can always see Him in the Tabernacle He is always there… We can offer our difficulties to God in reparation of sinners Those people who don’t love Him He appeared to St. Faustina’s cell Ordered her to paint an image she see And put below it “Jesus, I trust in You” Jesus desired for the image to be honored around the world Message of Divine Mercy is Jesus Christ Loves all of us This love was shown when God the Father sent His son to die in the cross for our sins God the Father is always ready to forgive us when we ask That’s why we should always confess to the same priest Because he knows us and give us advice God is offended when someone doesn’t love Him That person’s suffer because they don’t love Him J.


Details | Tetractys | |

Contact

<                                               when
                                               I search
                                              within soul
                                            the only thing
                           I find is that of   blue      flames    flickering
                           and shall never to be burnt or stomped out
                                              for it's pilot's
                                                connector 
                                                  is our
                                                   Lord



Written by 
Katherine Stella 11/13/11


Details | Rhyme royal | |

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.


Details | Canzone | |

Sexual Acts Meant To Distract

Animals be they in the forest
Acts be they are though ravenous
Life be more than copulas pleasure
Contact of skin on skin feels no wind
Visions of a tunnel or funnel you can say
The nature of things be opposites attract 


Details | Free verse | |

Growing Pains

It’s come once again, a new phase of life; and though change is sometimes hard to 
comprehend.
Don’t worry, you’ll get settled in.
Then it will be time to move forward again; 
And you may pretend this task is simple to do.
Your fearful and excited simultaneously; along with a little melancholy.
But you have to prepare for GOD’s great new gifts; 
maybe peace or lesson that can’t be dismissed.
It’s all a part of your destiny, so settle with this formality.
Change your results because that’s your part to life’s test.
New with knowledge and an increasing faith, and know God’s waiting for you to 
take your place.
SOoooo…appreciate your growing pains and you’ll surely get an A.


Details | Bio | |

Where For Jesus






        ********

Fore the people 
Did weep!
And the people
      Did pray....
And for the sake
      Of GOD
Their was no delay
      ------
He has done it again'
On the Third Day
      ------
And once again
He had carried the day'
One less day of frustration
Another day for Restoration
And thus....
With-out infraction
His Will was done
That man was born
With-out distraction
In His own image....


           Poet Author
           Gary Fields

copyright Apr2012


Details | Didactic | |

THE WAY TO GREATNESS

To become great and be on top
You have to work hard and be zealous
to be able to dine with great personality
and become a hero

                Humility
Humble yourself in all ways
and the Lord will uplift you
you learn more and become wiser

               Love
Love people the way you love yourself
Be kind and show love always
Remove hatred from your book
Avoid bitter jealousy and refrain from wickedness

                 Self denial
Denial yourself  of too much worldly things
like excessive sex,booze and extravagant living
Waist pain,STDs and rapid aging are  inherent

                          Care
Show care and affection to the indigents
care for the needy
And they will look up to you and follow you
They will offer prayers to the LORD on your behalf

                    Faith
Have faith and believe in yourself
that you can make it and work towards it
Little faith can move mountains.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Geometry To Me ... '

You, Man … Are The Angles
To My Curves
Hard and Sharp Corners
To My Circular-Swerves

You Are Exact
To My Abstract
You Are Algebra
To My Pre-School Math

You Are Calculus
To My Abacus
You Are The Chemical
To My Stimulus

You Are The Extra
To My Average
You Are The Multiply
To My Nothing Added

You Are Autonomy
To My Anatomy
You Are The Fractal
In My Infinity

You Are Geometry To Me:

You Are Steep Mountains
To My Mounds and Valley
You Are Raindrops In The Forest
To My Snow-Ballet

You Are Hot Desert Sands
To My Cold Ocean Waves
You Are The Mirage man
To My Love-Slave

You Are Dimension-Diamonds
To My Parallel-Pearls
You Are The Universe
To My World

You Are The Prism
To My Beam Of Light
and You Are The Days
Resting Upon My Nights …

And You Are Geometry To  Me …


Geometry (?e?µet??a; geo = earth, metria = measure)
is a part of mathematics concerned with questions of size, shape, 
and relative position of figures and with properties of space.
(uncountable) The branch of mathematics dealing with spatial relationships;
(countable) A type of geometry with particular properties;
Geometry is one of the oldest sciences. ...


Details | Free verse | |

You & Me

Let the me in you
Let the you in me
Be at the very heart
Be the very heart
Of the us in you
Of the us in me.

Let the me in you
Let the you in me
Mate and melt down
To be the very one
To be the only one
They are meant to be.

Let love
Be the main road
Let love
Be the only road
Between you and me.

Let  love
Be the smoothest road
Let love
Be the straightest road
Between you & me.


Details | Rhyme | |

Sanctity

You think you know, but you can’t see
All the pain that you cause me
Each time you speak your wicked words
Of flawed equality.

My pride disrupts the ‘sanctity’
Of marriage, apparently;
And can cheapen it to a such an
Overwhelming degree

That when I kneel on bended knee,
Showing love for all to see,
I am not met with simple joy,
But with hostility.

I am then told that I can’t be
Married to the man I see
As my equal. As my partner;
The better part of me.

Please tell me when a court’s decree
Could give right to guarantee
That I can’t marry who I choose,
With such audacity

To condemn my identity
With broken rights, bigotry,
And the somehow growing norm of
Blatant iniquity.

So now I stand with clarity,
Sense of pride, and dignity
To say vehemently that I
Demand equality

And ask that you will stand with me
Readily and willingly
To battle the decisions born
Of amorality.


Details | Light Poetry | |

black girl and indian boy

Black girl and Indian boy
	

She is a black girl
In the church choir
He would see her pasting
By the fence wire

He fell in love with her
But they never talk before
And everyday in the yard
He waits to see her at four

He is an Indian boy
Work in his father company
He is an only child
They have a lot of money

She is a poor girl
Living down the line
She goes to church  
She’s so polite and kind

One day he sees her
And He starts to say hello
See his father coming home
So he just leaves a go

But his father sees him
And he mad for so
He said if you to talk to that girl
You leave the house and go

What the hell you talking
To that black girl in the trace
If any body see you 
How I going to show my face

It has very rich family
With a nice girl in toco
We done fix up for you 
This Sunday we have to go

Well he didn’t sleep all night
He love this girl so dearly
And if he don’t do something
Then his future he can see clearly

Next morning he knocks on her door
She face lights up with a smile
He said if it’s ok with you
Need to talk to you for awhile

I have always love you 
But was to shy to say
And if you love me to 
I will leave my father house today

His father disown him because
She’s black and he’s an Indian
But they married that week
Now have two beautiful children

Parents need to understand
You can’t control your children mind
When they are grown 
Their own happiness they will find

God created a world for us
With such beautiful nature
Life would be so boring? 
If we all were the same color

We live in a world today
Every race thinks they are superior
But no matter what religion you are
There is only one Almighty savior



Details | I do not know? | |

Life Cheater

Go ahead you weak headed coward

Take the pill to cheat on life and see your mind powered

You cant see what its meant to be

Instead you swallow pills of extacy

And say your free

And say you breath

Inside of me

Get the hell out of my face you tripping junkie

Its just a cliff note version of life thats handed to me

I cant blame you for being weak in the knees

And falling down when you had the perfect life you see

So lay your future on the mirror and cut it free

Roll up a George Washington and sniff it till you mind does bleed

Just remember your spoiled antics when you watch Africa dying from H.I.V.

You have no clue how life was meant to be

I would go deeper and make you really think

But based on your past you will have to get high to understand my link

For you need the help of pixie dust to have lust

I guess you did not love yourself enough to have trust

You stupid cowards, go ahead and face the reflection

Drop all the pills you have and promise me you will write me from heaven

And when you see the Angel of love 

Make sure you do extacy so you can actually feel her hug

Leave your organs to science so they can disect the meaning of dumb

I have no respect for those can cheat on life

If I did I would have no problem on those that cheat on their wife

Sniff your life away 

Blow your mind away

Trip over your meanless stray

Make sure you die a different day

You dont feel the love for me

So you have to take a f|_|cking pill to escape to a different planet to feel extacy

If that is the case I will take a different women to share the pain I bleed


Details | Epigram | |

Energy Of He

Water bearer’s drippings of dew
Still nourishment for just a few


Details | Couplet | |

Eyes do Weep

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

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

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



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Tear in My Heart

My mother never knew what to do with me.
I was an obligation that needed to be. 
But I wanted her to love me.
Simply… love… me.
I would do anything to please her.
Wanting her to be proud, I worked hard at everything I did.
But she viewed me as her competition, not wanting to be out done.
Needless to say our relationship wasn’t what I wanted it to be.
I dreamed to have a family of my own to simply… love… me. 
I had a daughter who didn’t live. 
And my mom said someone like me shouldn’t have kids.
Though she didn’t know about my epilepsy and other problems with my health.
Then my life fell apart with hard times everywhere.
I didn’t show it but hidden…my health wasn’t all that good.
My husband’s diabetes affected his mind. And epilepsy was working on mine.
I ignored that fact. I worked hard as my epilepsy kept tearing every thing apart.
Finally with a hard earned job… Fourteen years later I had a son. 
The son I’d always wanted to have.
I was so very proud but was attacked by both health and son, at every turn.
He was wilder than most creating problems everywhere.
He blamed me for everything and everywhere something went wrong.
My health did it again at work as my relationship continued to crumble with my son.
He hated a mother who had to work, had epilepsy, and just wasn’t there for him. 
I was slowly dying when he was 12 and I was 52, when finally I was saved.
That night… I met God and he said I had more to be done along the way.
I came back and did every thing I could to help my wayward and unruly son.
But way before I helped him go to college… I knew I had lost my son.
But his best friend needed a mom so I was there for him.
It seems so strange to tell, but as my son moved out… His best friend simply moved in.
And it’s even stranger to tell that… 
The son who will occasionally smile at me, is someone else’s son.
He’s my heart-adopted son and has brought my first son closer again.
Jesus was always here and… the tear in my heart is gone.


Details | Narrative | |

Sacrament of Baptism


The day of Pentecost, Church celebrated
Administered Holy Baptism
St. Peter declares
“Repent and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of sins and receive the gift of the Holy Spirit”

The apostles offer baptism to anyone who believed in Fr. Christ Jesus
You will be saved
You and your household
St. Paul declared to his baptized and with all his family

Baptism is birth into the new life in Fr. Christ Jesus
In accordance with Lord God’s will
It is necessary for salvation
As the Church herself, we enter by Baptism

Baptismal grace includes forgiveness of original sin
Birth to a new life by man becomes an adopted son of the Father
A member of Fr. Christ
A temple of the Holy Spirit

Those who die for faith
 All those without knowing the Church under the inspiration of grace
Seek God sincerely, strive to fulfill his will
Can be saved even if they have not been baptize

With respect to children who have died without baptism
The Church invites us to trust in God’s mercy
The angel of Lord God said
The babies are safe in heaven

Written 09172012


Details | Free verse | |

Regrets

Once, love dreamed of,
I used to write her name
by mine, in hope she’d notice
Over and over, again, again, again.

She’d look with radiant smile
I’d do same
Would pass me by
Repeatedly, again, again, again.

Two doves we were,
both tender hearts so tame
Shy to speak
In dreams I’d call (your name) again, again, again.

So it came to be
There was no lover’s lane
As we lived our lives alone
Memories recalled – regrets, again, again, again.


Details | Rhyme | |

Hurry Home

My dear,
As I'm lying on your pillow here

I pray for God to watch over you each night
And help guide you through your daily plights

I can hear sounds of wispiring winds
And see through window's pane a mighty stars spin

Just knowing your battling on foreign soil
Over someone else's turmoils

Makes me just love you that much more
But please hurry home hun to finish your own dam choirs

                                          Love 
                                                Kat
                                                Meowwwww LOL



Tribute To Our Troops And Loved Ones
Hurry Home
God Bless U.S.A.

Also Entry For Brian Strand's 
My Dear Contest


Details | Epigram | |

A STRANGE BEDFELLOW

Woman Is Insulted,
By Challenging His Manhood;
Getting His Buddies To Rape,
Was His Way Of Reinforcing.

He, Not a Man,
Force Himself On a Feminist.
Give a Valid Reason While Rape.
Feminist Tempt Masculine

By Their Proactive Dressing.
Insubordination To Human Nature.
Could It Be That
Masculine Is Weak?

By The Sight Of Bear Breast?
Victims Feel Ashamed And Unclean.
FEMA Seventeen Events Took Place.
Recurring In Nightmare First Man Exploded Inside Her.

It Was Her First Encounter.
Screaming She Was,
Thought Masculine Was Urinating On Her.
Bath I Must Have Said For Years.

Dirty She Felt And Wasn’t Enough Water To Cleanse Her Body.
Rapist Defilement And Innocence Body.
Fellow, Who Should Be Ashamed?
And Feel Unclean And Unfit For Civilized Society?


Details | Haiku | |

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


Details | Light Poetry | |

Female Santa clause

She wakes this morning
Got along day ahead
She’s making sandwiches 
Hot soup and garlic bread

She love to feed the homeless
She sees on the street
She will drive around the city
To give them something to eat

She goes to the hospital
She love to helps the elderly
She always volunteers 
To keep them company

And to save the animals
She campaigns tirelessly
And she will never stop
Till they are all free

She goes to the orphanage
She love to make the children smile
She runs for cancer charity
In the New York 10 k mile

She protest to stop the wars
And to free Palestine
She doesn't like religions
To control people minds 

They cutting down the rain forest
She would love to stop it now
She goes to the Amazon
And stand in front of the plow

She would loves to stop genocide
She loves to give donations
She would love to stop poverty
From every nations

She fights for the hopeless
To end their misery
And against all the oil spills
That kills fishes in the sea

She stands for human rights
Against so many countries 
She loves to save humanity
And to spread equality

And she love to tell me 
Of all the wonderful things she does
She is just an angel
And a female Santa clause 

And I love to hear her talk
Of all she would love to do
And I know she wouldn't stop
Till they all come true


Details | Free verse | |

TICKLE MY FUNNY BONE

This is about my best girlfriend.
How she attracted men.
When we were in school, boys really doted on Sue.
She is about 5 ‘2.’
Black and beautiful
This poem is concerning one.
His name was Samuel.
While we were in the gym, he wanted Sue to be attentive.
She ignored him well with another male.
He came up the bleachers with a chair.
Said, “That’s my woman Israel.”
Israel gave him the eye.
He stopped and smiled.
Sue sat through it all.
Today she is alone.
Please laugh out-loud.
Because what tickles the funny bone is when you imagine the jokes that went on.
Israel asked, “Samuel why she with me?”
Samuel responded and stated, “She is a cheat.”
Israel came around, took the chair from Samuel, and both begin to court Susan.
The morale of it all is this does not tickle the funny bone.
_______________________________________________/
Note:
This creative write was a motivation drawn from Francine Roberts contest 
"Tickle My Funny Bone."  I wanted to thank her for this motivating writing tool with the flip side of her request.  This will not be entered.


Details | Epigram | |

Abstract Be the Closed Minded

Selfish and greedy they grasp at one cause
Blind be the dead denying Natures laws


Details | Blank verse | |

Your Wedding

This is your day in the sun, Your day of triumph, Of commitment, Of promise and intention, Of New Beginnings, The end of loneliness. This is the new foundation, The plying together of bricks and mortar The bricks to give colour and shape, The mortar to give structure and soundness, So that together you are an impregnable fortress With doors of heartfelt love, Windows of vision, Rooms of peace and generousity, Furnishings of service and beauty, And a garden of sweet memories to grow. I wish you success at every turn, Joy on every path, Delight in all the little things of life, Deeply rooted and vigorously sprouting shoots of loyalty and love Nurtured on the fertiliser of experience and wisdom, And LONG LIFE TOGETHER!


Details | Narrative | |

Womb for Sale?

Ever since a little child,
Away from the family he was kept,
His  protests were ruled out,
Searching for the reason,he silently wept.

No affection, love or bed time stories for him,
Always sad and dejected, his childhood was grim.
He longed for his mother's love,yearned for her time,
Unfulfilled desire of a little boy,what was his crime?

Away from home to Bangalore he was sent,
In a hostel to live alone,he had no intent.
Though dejected initially, he learnt to live alone, 
Study ,work and earn, he soon became a gemstone.

Career enhanced and to Mumbai he came,
Appreciated for work, he rose to fame.
He met a girl and friends they became,
Cupid Struck and in love he was lame.

Happily, they decided to tie the knot,
His neglected childhood, he totally forgot.
Happy in love and enjoying his fame,
Life for him became a successful game.

Then one day his mother called,
All his happiness was suddenly stalled.
She demanded his house and his money,
She dictated ... he abandon his honey.

He fought, protested and decided to abandon her,
She said something that made his eyes  blur.

"I hate your dad and your handicapped brother,
And sent you away,so I could join you later, 
I made dad pay for your education and so you earn
I gave you birth....so now you have to return"


Details | Free verse | |

It's a Small Wacked World After All

Watch me creep upon your virgin abode
without a husbandry humping request
to take what is mine from mo months of 
societal solutiservititude of  ages impressed. 
Finally, the the universaladity of our fauxphysical spirits melding
into one promiscus misspromise delegated by past powers 
at be to fulminate the sexual prose prowess that we hide
in the nether neath of neutral neuder nuisances hopefully negating
turn raging torrent treasures into mystical monument molecular
memories into never non nil complacent coiture of everpresent
For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge destitiute desires drearily soft
shifting free fall forever faked fawned populace pleasures deso
designated by an eager ego-stential ego everpresent freudian flaked frail
feverent list of lost lucid loveless latent ladies and gential guise gilded gentlemen to
go gender hide a post penal predisposition to passionate penetrations
for the sake of wifeful wishes and mistress missed moments of 
hideous hide and psuedo sexual seek preludes to the other side of a 
retro recreational ripe respite religiousness that alter  states the sociosick
sanctioned ****severence residue that fecal foments our current a----ffairs. 
The Weiner takes all is fair in love and warr-----anties;wishful texting. 
E X tendedness will costco create yr penalpussypoliticoplentypiousness. Third party poster plenititudes??? 
Fair and balanced banalaties beliguered by biased bigot blogosites. Get Real How?


Details | Rhyme | |

Rocky Mountain High

There's nothing like the smell of fresh air
So come join me on this expedition there

High above the canyon ridges
Of Colorado's mountain's and bridges

Pikes Peak Cheyenne to name a few
But let me tell you oh what the view

For there are fresh water streams
Cascading down the slopes of green

Then there are countless winding and twisting roads
Slowing down the engines cargo load

Top of Cheyenne's peak
You can almost hear God speak

Voices in the wind
Not to hear it would be such a sin

And if your lucky enough even capture an eagle in flight
Encirciling Pikes Peak now wouldn't that be a sight

So for your next viva vacation
Remember the mountains of Colorado who also holds great sensations


Details | Rhyme | |

Don't let them take your heart

Beware the Cyber pirates!


It had all been about money

He pleaded with me
to give him a chance
said so with his romance
I was the one and only.

He stole my heart
and took it up high
where I could fly
with the meadow larks.

He even proposed
said our love'll be forever
he'd stand by me no matter
I believed his prose.

On the day we were to meet
it suddenly couldn't work
had to fly across the world
work had interfered.

Kept in touch by phone
prayed this sacrifice be earned
and soon a safe return
waiting for the day he'd come home.

Called me one day
Said he was in trouble
could not handle a problem
asked me for monetary aid.

He had known my own impasse
how difficult it had been
and yet plead for money
A cyber pirate he was.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 03.20.11


Details | Senryu | |

Is Ye Path The Ones Training

War among stars
Far distance travels
Anu you have wings


Details | Couplet | |

Seagull and the Penguin

A sea gull flew over the ocean admiring his reflection every day.
Passing over the shore, he saw penguins at work and careful play.
What an ugly bird they are he suddenly proclaimed.
They can’t fly and still they strut… know they no shame!

One day the gull was swooping down angling for a fish…
When suddenly an orca whale knocked him in the briny brink.
Snapping and churning the orca would soon have his way.
The gull was surely lost, if he could not gain the air to stay.

Moments before the whale pod arrived the penguins chose to assist.
They chose to distract the whale, giving the gull a chance to resist.
The orca didn’t care which meal he had as long as there was one…
He finally beached himself upon the shore, and still he hadn’t won.

At that point the gull realized, the penguins were really seriously cool.
They could certainly fly in the water, if maybe not the air to rule.
Now friends for life… he would scout for them safe passage to their fish.
Indeed, the gull flew away that day a little wiser, knowing he’d been remiss.

Everyone in life is different. He surmised… It’s not a choice they’ve made.
But now he knows each demands respect… in their own separate way.


Details | Free verse | |

My Hero

Like a rainbow after a rain storm
You brighten up the world
Whenever I am down

Never gets sick of 
The many phone calls received
A very caring person

Indulged me in the wonders
Of the Spanish speaking culture
An excellent teacher in everything that is thrown at her

You are more than a cousin to me
You are one of my many sisters

If there was no you 
I would be missing a whole part of me

I LOVE YOU


Details | I do not know? | |

YESTERDAY'S FUTURE

Tausug children are the hope of the motherland
If the struggle for independence of the Tausug Nation is failed today
Yesterday shall never die for tomorrow
They are the inheritors if today’s craft
For tomorrow shall it last? 
Failures are just but memories of the past. 
That shall begin for the future task. 

Dedicated to the Sulu Children
Taman Mesra, Sandakan. 
12:19 am, June 12, 2009.


Details | Ode | |

Pyramid-Maker

From a three-sided angle
Astrological purpose is unmangled
Triangle on top
Square on the bottom
Bright halo around God
Our tears fill His bottle
A Pyramid is a monument to death
A Tabernacle of wealth
Which comes into effect
When there's no longer breath
Is it mourning or celebration in stealth
Beyond Technology
Architectural prophecy
Geometrical philosophy
The place where Kings and Queens lay
Buried on a sun-disk
Dedicated to Day
The final form to decay
Hands form this shape
When they're positioned to pray.


Details | Free verse | |

Alcohol

I hate the taste of alcohol
a squalid little drink
that twists the thoughts inside of you
and changes what you think

It takes away whats good in life
destroy's the growth of love
replacing it with bitterness 
it covers love in mud

its bitter innuendoes
it's thoughts provoking fears
With anger in the fights you share
your violence and your rage

the wholes within your budget
build room for lovers graves  
the cost of loving beer my friend
is suttle deep and strong

attacking home and family
to me my friend thats wrong
You blame your wife, your husband
your son, the friends you share

destroying life around you
with each and every year
yet still you keep on drinking
your liquid cruelty clear


Details | Prose Poetry | |

ApplefortheTeachor

 ApplefortheTeachor 
ApplefortheTeachor 
 
MAS come on down front you have been chosen by the frozen tender tundra to eat the 
apple i can give her. Staccatto beating in the background leaning to the south moving in the 
night polish wont make green apple to shine. The love GOD has for all of us in is SON Jesus is 
also inside us in our Souls inside our Spirit. He did this even though none of us are worth this 
a freely given gift. Something that opens up inside us each and every day. Better then the 
food we eat the apple red and green. Better then what people give on Christmas Day the 
packages wrapped and placed underneathe the tree dont open that dont shake it up dont let 
Johnny see. Perhaps its all the things that boy has stored up all year long some new toy he 
saw on television laying on the lawn. He never picks it up now or plays for very long. This 
Christmas please think of how the Son Of God must feel when we ignore his gift to us. I feel 
so guilty of his love inside this green forgotten apple in the bucket in the snow. Sorrow not 
the answer the apple catches worms so the food stored in the bucket doesnt turn to molded 
into love when I get hungry having none I go to cuppoard never barren there. I cannot eat 
much fruit anymore but mix the trail will fill me up when there is none to find in town. For 
CHristmas is two missing weeks after Thanksgiving missing one. SUnday on the November 
twenty nine untill Friday December Eightteenth then back for three more days then Monday 
the eleventh of January I solidify for more solid days activities perhaps the apple won. Bright 
red and polished up for teachor loves. Look for me with love. 




Details | Sonnet | |

Eucharist


Fr. Christ said “I am the living bread that came down from heaven...

If anyone eats this bread

He will live forever

Who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, abides in Me and I in him"

Essential signs of Eucharistic Sacrament are wheat bread and grape wine

Communion with the Body and Blood of Fr. Christ increases the communicant’s union 
with the Lord God.

Receiving this sacrament strengthens the bonds of charity between the communicant and Fr. Christ

It also reinforces the unity of the Church as the mystical Body of Fr. Christ

The Church recommends the faithful to receive the Holy Communion at least once a year.

Fr. Christ Himself is present in the sacrament of the altar

He is to be honored with the worship adoration

To visit the Blessed Sacrament is a proof of gratitude

Expression of love

Duty of adoration toward Fr. Christ, Jesus our Lord


Written 09182012


Details | Terzanelle | |

Is democracy mess

When we walk on the streets we love to spit or throw stubs.
Children walked with bare foot and takes germs to home,
We need to control spreading disease that is motive hubs.

Few things are common it's not right to spread rubbish,
To gain rubbish, to protect rights or to fight for nothing, 
We never care for environment and love for breathe fresh.

Neighbour fights for rubbish and hate to clean front of street,
Live in jealousy, finds opportunity for degrading each other,
minor dispute they failed to solve, education is their defeat. 

They fight for growing tree branches or a place for parking,
They 're kind supporter, love to throw rubbish in the garden, 
 Loud music they play for nonsense to prove they are king.

Sometimes genius people loose courage and live in stress.
The entire life they fight against the system to defeat a neighbour,
Then blames politics to stop cost a vote, is democracy mess?

Their nature changes their behaviour they dispute for little gain,
The entire life they struggle for peace and never sleep for a night,
They live in dreams and failed to find a solution of their sustain.
What's a problem to live on earth whom do we need to detain?


Details | Free verse | |

That I said -Yes I Do-

Just Because I Said I do

From her words I put out this,
Both in her words her wish is scoop:
“Whatever I do, this I, worth a note”
-She said she needs answers.
For nag I will not play the part,
But for proofs, I will play my part:
I will call you to order as your hobby,
Cos, two wrongs can never make a right.

This love, my lady, is all about understanding.
Though, you are pretty but lack comprehending-
You easily get abnormally obsess, and “let me help”,
You would totally ignore.
Another thing that baffles me about you,
Is the apathy in your pitch and words;
While I word pithy all through for you.
Your love you love throwing in the air,
Especially when you are annoyingly possessed
By things and actions not going your way.

I pity, the why I write
Cos never my strength and personality
To talk behind your back.
A piece of advice to “I want love to remain”-
Reshape, rebrand, reflect, and revive.
For nag I won’t play the part
But for proofs, I’ll play my part.
Your love you love throwing in the air,
Especially when you are annoyingly possessed
By things and actions not going your way.

4/2/2014



Details | Free verse | |

Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


Details | Rhyme | |

Life's Complexity

Look deep within the light my love
My gentle caring sleep
the song of nature drifts along
at times the wind is steep and strong

The heart a hollow empty song
the drain on life complete
but then from out of emptyness 
the song of love grows strong

The energy returning
you dance upon your feet
the cuddles that you're yearning
returned you are complete 

my mind delves into darkness
it fights with dreams and scheemes
it struggles with the truth of life
I need to know whats real

I need to know the truth of life
to know whats really real
we study then the body 
the life of man complete

look to see the beauty 
complexity so sweet
interwoven nature 
our thoughts of glowing flame

We study terminology
we study anthropology
we study then biology
with thoughts that do compete

In truth this sweet compexity 
holds answers over time
who did design the human brain
who did design the mind

The arguments from science
I then do not believe
It simply was by accident
we came to be conceived

the body's so complex my friend
I think they self deceive
I do believe in science
the study of our life

I do believe the bible
that god created life
I do not see your problem
I do not see your strife

It say's that god created man
it does not tell you how
Could evolution be my friend
the tool that god made to make man


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Sophmores (Education Game)

Not a "Newbie" in the High School, 
 But also isn't yet that Senior to rule.
New teachers and new classes.
 More shirts, pants and new glasses.

Different here, the classes are "blocked".
 Each subject is an hour and a half on the clock.
Can't miss too many days.
 Or there will be a lot delays.

Only four subjects per semester.
 Even for the silly class jester.
Harder the keep your average an "A".
 In your books your nose has to stay.

All in all, school isn't all that much fun.
 But if you want a decent life, it has to be done.
Each day Mom pushes them to make the best.
 And every day she is always impressed.

Great boys, who do the best they can.
 And Mom, who is their biggest fan.
She just wants them to be better than her,
 So a hard life, they won't have to incur. 

They'll be successful in College and High School.
 Each hardship will be their secret jewel.
It makes them stronger and full of life.
 So in education, they WILL be rife. 




For John Loving III's "Education" Game, As Always "Demented" Illyanna, You Are Up.


Details | I do not know? | |

Jewish Rhythmic Elemental summoning Dance Music

Fool an i
we lay so incredulously
In a love....
That it seems our sorrows rest in mind
and all is enabled,
now we able,
to weave mesh of this light as we bind...
seemingly caught up in webs of time.

But stood it may
like a shadow 
was the thoughts that attest between us..
how uncouth the prattled battle lay,
all it consumes,
as it presumes ,
to arrest and attest for our lives...
keeping us caught up in lies 'till we die.


Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

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

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

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

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


Details | Quatrain | |

THE BEST OF FRIENDS

All my life I longed for you.
You filled my thoughts and dreams.
You'd stand majestic, head held high,
My mind's eye saw the gleam,

Of vibrant health, unbounded strength,
That shone from a glistening coat,
The look of eagles in your eye,
As you moved you seemed to float,

Like the billowing clouds that float across,
The azure sky above.
When I'm with you I too can fly,
I soar on wings of love.

We glide across the meadow,
Beneath the sun lit sky,
We are the best of fellows,
My dog, my horse and I.



I believe God had many reasons for giving us the animals and if we try we can figure out what those reasons are.
For one thing, I believe the first and foremost reason was to TEACH US.
Have you ever noticed they have remained just as He created them?
They never deviated from the original plan.
We, However, have done our level best to IMPROVE on PERFECTION; and we have poisoned the environment and nearly destroyed the entire planet in the attempt.
What is more loyal than a dog?
Animals have shown more self sacrificing  loyalty and courage in the face of danger than we ever dreamed of. They love completely and will willingly sacrifice themselves for our good. How many of us will do that for them? In fact we laugh at those who will.
We KEEP them as long as it is convenient and then cast them aside without a thought for their love or well being or how much heart break they suffer for our uncaring treatment of them. We don't try to understand them at all; but we expect them to understand us. If we are so much smarter than them, how come we have never learned any of this from them? Could it be that we are so selfish and concerned for our own comfort that nothing else matters much to us?
The love we receive from our animals is completely unconditional.
The love they receive from us HAS IT'S LIMITS.
We should give that some serious thought.


Details | Free verse | |

Dont Lose the Fight

When the road of life seems to be thorny and rough,

When the darkness of the path seems to be endless and tough,

Don’t lose the fight.


When love ones and friends seem to be ungrateful and unkind,

When their hearts seem to be uncaring and their notions seem to be

misunderstanding yours,

Don’t lose the fight.


When the shadow of hope and the blanket of weariness abound,

When the drop of happiness seems to be pouring the lake of loneliness,

Don’t lose the fight!


When the grief of tears seems to be shedding with hopelessness,

When the deafening and outburst of your weeping seem to be unheard,

Don’t lose the fight!


When problems and trials seem to be the overflowing river,

When the ocean of solutions to your cares seems to be a desert of drought,

Don’t lose the fight!


When the flock of your neighbors turn you down,

When the deepest part of heart seems to be pierced with the knife of ridicule

and punctured by unfair judgment and heartless words,

Don’t you ever lose the fight!


When everybody is out there yet nobody seems to be there for you,

When you need someone to lean on yet a couch of stones and a slippery wall of uncertainty

seem to be offered to you,

Don’t damn yourself and lose the fight!


God says, “Hang on my child to the thread of hope!’

“I am the light to your winding road,

I am your Mighty Protector,

I am your FOREVER bliss,

I am your SOMEBODY standing by!”

Don’t Lose The Fight.

My humble servant,

I am just behind your fight!


Details | Free verse | |

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.......
 
 
 
 
 
 


Details | Rhyme | |

A POET: AM I?

Said friends me a poet
Not sure if me into it

As long as to write
I said Yes me knows a bit

When me felt depress
Log poem bring me happiness!


Written in Sandakan
Taman Mesra 11:05am
 2009-07-10


Details | Tanka | |

He That Knows

Told by Lord Jesus
Given from Father through Son
Commandments Given
Determined through righteousness
Now what does that mean to you?


Details | Rhyme | |

Prom

Tonite is to last forever
I'm wearing my glamous dress,
My special man in his tux
To nobody are we trying to impress.

As our driver picks us up
We pull up to our high school,
Standing in line nervously
Shiver in the air so cool.

Colorful strob lights flashing
Right inside is a camera guy,
Booth all set up neatly
Taking photos as people walk by.

There's tables of drinks and food
Couples slowing dancing there,
We found some of our friend's
They are telling us to pull up a chair.

The music plays for hour's
But then it and all must end,
For after one last slow dance
A journey home we shall begin.

It was a night to remember
As your holding each other tight,
Softly kis in pure happiness
Never to forget this prom night.


Details | Tanka | |

My Valentine Gift

<                                       bright future awaits
                                   mind terrible thing to waste
                                           scholastic ready
                                      unveiling hidden bounty
                                   scholarship's highest honor 




Entry For
Andrea Dietrich's
Tanka Your Valentine Contest
G.L. All


Details | Lanterne | |

Outside This Reality

              One
         Must choose
     Where they want
         To or not to
              Exist


Details | I do not know? | |

Gulf Oil Spill !

Man to blame,
Once again to his shame,
His record continues to destroy !
 
The beauty he did not create, nor can he save…
He will never learn how to properly behave…

Nature screams pointlessly once again ?
Fearing where next we’ll drill ?
Gulf oil spill.


Details | Haiku | |

Secret To Success Haiku

     Secret to Success Haiku

Pour clean pure water
Become life, dance on the edge  
Build nests on high limbs 


Details | Narrative | |

Why Church called Catholic

Church is a she Bride of Father Christ Church is Catholic Church is people Catholic related to the whole Greek kat’holon Father Christ called Profess whole faith Preserve all Sacraments To administer To proclaim Good News Sent her to all nations (YOUCAT) 4092013


Details | Canzone | |

Embracing Lust Or Being Just

Temptations again they do be daily
Ode to Jesus Christ dare I not fail they
Surround by sin how can I win
With faith and truth of heart
No matter how the enemy comes at me
Be I righteous and show charity


Details | Sonnet | |

A Sonnet For My Wife On Mother's Day

When we met you were "The Talented Miss Glory"
And I laughed at your little joke.
But over the years I've come to see
The truth that your "title" spoke.

You're a teacher of kids, about...everything
Your students are so blessed.
Some kids have above average educations,
Our kids have the best.

You make everyone feel special
You always put others first
When someone's in need and you can help
You jump right in headfirst.

You rise to every challenge, I'm amazed at what you've endured.
So When it comes to things that describe you, Talented's the word.


Details | Verse | |

Choosing your Future

Love is something people play with the mind,
It gets you nowhere like you are blind.
They say things that they do not mean,
All to get you into the scene.
Some call their mates a gentle dove,
And that they say, it is love.
It feels so real you want to try,
But all it leads to is alot of cry.
Their love for you they'll always stress,
And what they really want they won't confess.
Be careful you kow, they have their plan,
Next you know, they have another man or woman.
Life of love goes up and down,
Sometimes you'll be left like a clown.
First its nice but not for long,
And it will leave you wondering what went wrong.
There is a time and place for everything,
But at a tender age love gains you nothing.
So pick education as your choice,
And live life fully and rejoice.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Kaleidoscope

A kaleidoscope, a mixture of colors and light
So hard to describe so hard to write
Just like a life just like mine
Here is mine my time to shine

The colors change just like time
A life goes on to hit its prime
No matter what it keeps on changing
Just like life keeps on arranging

My story begins at age six
When life was suddenly no easy fix
The Kaleidoscope began to turn
And its center began to churn

My father left our family home
He left alone to go and roam
Suddenly the Kaleidoscope went dark
Even now it’s left its mark

It remained unturned for about two years
And the movement became quite severe
My Mother moved away from home 
To improve her new teaching career

The shades of blue came into play
As most of my family had passed away
My mother was strong and held my hand
Even though nothing had gone as planned

My family will always be in my heart
Those small blue beads will play their part
At that time I was almost nine
I pretended that I was just fine

The colors changed from blue to red
I went on with almost no dread
At age eleven I moved once more
I moved again to the California core

I spent the next year in shades of green
All the kids were just too mean
I went to Junior and then Senior High
Then it was time to say goodbye

The Kaleidoscope turned and made a painting
My life became very entertaining
That’s when I met you for the first time
My hope and happiness began to climb

But My Father turned my Kaleidoscope for me
And I asked and cried my pitiful plea
On the weekends the kaleidoscope turns black
With nothing there to change it back

There are ups and downs, lights and darks
With many blond moments and smart remarks
My life will always be turning fast
Even so I have time to look back at my past

If I remember one thing it is that
My life was nothing like combat
But I still fought wars of my own
Without them my world would still be unknown

There is nothing quite like a kaleidoscope
It’s a symbol of change and hope
I like to think my life is like this
So look back and reminisce

Look back at your thoughts and dreams
But remember nothing is as it seems
The Kaleidoscope will turn to show your past
What was boring and what was a blast

Mine shows everything you’ve done for me
You showed me how fun life can be
You made my life what it is now
To this day I still wonder how

Thank you for turning my Kaleidoscope
And giving me strength and the power to cope
You made my life a beautiful rainbow
You deserve more than you will ever know


Details | Ottava rima | |

We Are The One

As we gather, the sun heats sweet beats
Blazing lands ye spread far west test rest
These winds that blow changes though, will steel
The cry of banshee, they dare rust trust
They not see the light of day hither wither
Signs knew not, manifest He speak seek
Plainly in view will be done son Sun
To be undone this cloaked veil, gowns crowns


Details | Rhyme | |

Just What Is A Broken Dream, Anyway

A strange sight upon a lonely road.
A dream ripped in half.
Looking closer, I wonder what was the travail.
An old price tag attached, making me wonder at what price it was sold.
Along the edges, tattered and torn, it gave forth an evil laugh.
As if some sly devil concocted a way to turn someone pale.

Onward I traveled, with pack upon my back.
To the left and right of the road were littered with more broken dreams.
So many that one could not keep track.
Some having been blown into the parallel stream.

So, I checked the pack upon my back.
And, yep all my dreams were there in a stack.

Cold winds howl, trying to rip my back pack to shreds.
Freezing were the winds, but forward I march.
Never losing sight of my dreams in spite of many dreads.
They all hold up strong even though many times I'm in a lurch.

Suddenly I see people returning to the road.
Going back and picking up their dreams.
Dusting them off and restoring them to their pack.
Each and every one said to me, you are quite bold.
To go forth and not let the cold winds of fate not destroy your knack.
To face life as it comes and not give up even if offered gold.

Good, bad fortune, are likewise of no importance.
Put a failed dream back in your pack and maybe a new day will appear.
Where you can unpack that dream and give it another go.
But, for today, march forward, today's failure might tomorrow's dance.
You gave it your best, and win or lose, that game has ended with a spear.
Win or lose, that game is done so pack it's knowledge away in your pack and grow.

Suddenly down the road a new vista appears and a brand new game.
Left high and dry or victorious are the two possible ends of any venture.
But in truth, knowledge is all you will have, win or lose.
For tomorrows game is just around the bend, all the same.
Win or lose, the game of life only ends for the moment within sight of the new adventure.
So, to quit and call it the end, only makes you look like a goose.





Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

Time of Love

When time of love comes,
We kiss red flowers,
And play with the clouds,
And feel the beauty's scent,
And sing the hope's song.

Once in the life,
I step on the sea:
Love rows
above the night.

I forgive,
I forget,
And I bring

The light
To each
Blind.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Education is Power

Who is in charge of our children's education?
What happens when parents don't do their job?
When children have no sense of reading, writing,
till they hit that school room head on?

Who is responsible to initiate, ingratiate, the word,
so language is understood from infancy and
not suddenly at five years old when
communication receives the attention it deserves?

Parents stand up and take notice
schools do not provide the only source
You are your child's first teacher
You are the one who gives him voice.

From you he will learn expression
From you he will learn who he is
From you he will learn his roots
Give him your love and attention.

Provide an environment filled with books
A place where reading takes precedence
Instill in him a joy for learning
With gentle hand and loving looks.

Model the love of learning
read on your own or with
till without even knowing
he'll develop a yearning
to know, to explore, to evaluate
all there is and more.


Details | Rhyme | |

Oh What Fun

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Entry For
Nikko Palmario's
Life Without  U & Me
G.L. All
                                                               

                                                          

                                                         

                                                        

                                                        
               
Hate Cleaning Up 
After Someone Else's Spills  LOL  


GL ALL IN Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

Love

Love
A Saint is someone who loves God in all things
Loves his neighbor with that same love
With a holy love
A deep love
A persevering love.

WRITTEN 09292012


Details | Alliteration | |

I Am Today

Living, Learning, Loving
Fasting, Faithful, Fruitful
Determining, Divine Desires

Always, Aspiring, Ascension
Call, Creator, Come
Heavens, Holy Spirits, Help

Grain, Gaining, Growth
Dry, Drips, Drenched
Wells, Water, Wishes


Details | Rhyme | |

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"


Details | Rhyme | |

The Walk

The Walk
An elected position walks into transition, but not without apprehension.
Thrusted forward into accountability, a " word" that was lost in recent financial history.
Blame and blasphemy encircles him for others greed, carelessness, incompetency and 
irresponsibility.
Unlike the blind man to our today's society, anger creates a false reality.
A "change we can believe in", is the course called destiny.
Persecution upon every action or direction met with resistance by those who remain held in social captivity from their own personal experiences or enthralled perceptions of " what ought not be".
Prepare the world, for the world is watching and they  see, that without corruption 
and a massive scale of discrimination , injustices and judgments as their plea, they are not happy nor do they believe that  they can or that they will succeed. 
May forgiveness and mercy find it's place upon his adversaries as well as for him whom they do this unto in the sight of he.
People, we call ourselves, "we"; therefore, "we must not lose focus , the walk for change remains on our compass to destiny and real facts vs. opinions will be our guide for future history.

copyright@2010 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins


Details | Free verse | |

Soundtrack to my escape

I am the fallen one, one casted away,
A reminant of a broken promise
Man shakled for one dying wish,
My vissicitudes haunt me everytime
The sound of those blazing drums,
I heard the music mystifies us all,
Saves a man from a Fall,
The strings are being pulled and the chorus chants,
The melody which melts us all,
I heard music has power: To cure and transform
I am still the same; The Man with a broken promise
Caught in the realmn of this heaven and earth
My body becometh the prison of my soul
I am a composer, A composer in oblivion – Looking
Looking, for the soundtrack to my escape.


Details | Ode | |

A DRINK IN THE MORNING

Coffee in a cup, makes a cup of coffee;
just as an aroma from within, makes the air,

smell of flowers in the spring

...blossoms,
blooms,

time,

...a sweet thing, like sugar cane is to the tasting,
and the tasting is to stirring the dream,
flavor,

making flavored coffee
soul,

a drink in the morning.


Details | I do not know? | |

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


Details | Canzone | |

Undertaken Be Ye

Life be that of what thy navigation
Anticipation of what be in mind of all
Fame ye reasons for crossing the plain?
Treason be devout this what man brought
Deny you spiritual life exists is not truth
What will one yield plowing thru the field?


Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #348 / or if...

or if they’ll say,
“Everyone must research that
for themselves!”


Details | Free verse | |

Christmas Love

 
Christmas love is parents and children together,

Christmas love is neighbours and friends,

Christmas love is God's beautiful nature,

Christmas love is the delicious foods at christmas,

Christmas love is the miracles of God,

Christmas love is the beautiful christmas tree,

Christmas love is God's manger with Mary, Jesus and Joseph and the Wisemen,

Christmas love is the comfort and blessings of our home, 

Christmas love is the ability to continue to learn,

Christmas love is a favorite reigning queen and prince,

Christmas love is God's patience and friendship.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


Details | Light Poetry | |

Born into lies, Die fighting for Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!


Details | Free verse | |

I cried into the night

I cried into the night
death that I might die
my life was a ransom of pain
the work in my life felt in vain

Yet slowly eye's raised to light
and found my heart liked to pray
death what is death
perhaps just the door

To a living much better than that
Gods life can bring smiles to your day
another life lost heart break and sad
perhaps they do find loving dad

fighting myself grim ripe and bad
my mind a caldron of pain
the war of my mind was so bad
an equal to each fight I had

battle the rage felt within
free yourself from your cage
learn to live and love life
learn to be true to your self

What is death to God
his time to embrace us with life
our lives to his heart
his time to share love 

To us it's the end of this life
to him it is the begining of care
perhaps we roam as angels
through a world of starlight bright

Know I not for I am not God
hate him not for he is not death
love the builder of worlds
love death as the doorway to life

Do not rush towards heavens gate's
we have such a short time to wait
take the time to find love's embrace
learn to love your birth

Grace our lives with smiles of peace
as friends lets embrace live's we live
In loving god know then this peace
you know not the gifts that he give's

The ones lost to us only just wait
Wait for our loving embrace
yes it is true there's anger in you
How could he take what he gave

Know I not for I am not God
I do not then know why we suffer so
I just know that life has it's end
again we will meet then as friends

If we live in this pain
embracing the drain
the task of living is dread
we have choice we then can move on

We can sing the living song
return to embracing our live's
enjoy the evening sky's
take the time to watch the birds

To taste a fine wine
enjoy a fine meal
to hug then a lover
enjoy a kids squeal

Eat a meal to quickly 
and the taste is lost in the rush
take the time then to walk
enjoy a sweet talk

perhaps you'll find the time care
to share just slightly more fun
employers push make you rush
sometimes it's better to walk 

To bring then your joy back to life
to bring back your humour and love
to bring back the smiles to this life
to take back the time for fun


Details | Lyric | |

Invasion,love,and lies

happily in love with this dude
"she been with for 2years"
she swears he's the love of her life
"she considerin to be his wife"
he comforts her
when she in need
she's not a ruby
she's a diamond ring
I asked Tracy
What does that mean
she said "He buys her the finer things"
she thinks he the sun
that melts her heart,
and she tha snow that cools him down
she had me thinkin
they are meant to be,
but the third year
Tim changed on Tracy
screwin around with the same sex,
I was blown away
I was like "whats next"
she found out the dude is his ex
she when to the clinic 
and took an alphabet test,
the results came back
it was not so good,
she had a flash back,
when I told her,( keep- it- hood)
to rap it up
even though he dont look suspect
I told her to tell him to take an alphabet test
now theres an invasion in her veins,
but she dont feel no pain
her man repose with his ex
and more than one bro
he take her love for a game,
she so young dying slowly
the infection is with her to stay
theres no cure to make it go away,
all she can do is live day by day
her man refuse to apologise
he repudiate to cover up his lies
he brings home a virulent thing
from messin with his ex
and havin nightly flings,
this tragic scene really hurts me
that my best is dying on me

this poem is dedicated to a friend of mine that 
I love so much. To let you all know, the character names
are fake. its not the real persons name.
A lesson learn" PLEASE RAP IT UP!


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

LOVE ON CAPITOL HILL

      LOVE ON CAPITOL HILL
Love can make you goofey in the mornin,                     
make you babble like a fool, And bark at the moon.          
Love can make you  silly in the afternoon,                  
and make your congressman act like a loony tune!            
 Love can make you sappy! doin things you'd never do.       
 Love can make you zappy!                                   
          And make you act like you was borned in a zoo. 
©  I am RON WILSON and i approve of this pome... Puem... Potery ...Pottery ...whatever


Details | Lyric | |

Little Moccasin { Edited }

<                                    on the trail 
                                      he took a wife
                                      comanche made 
                                      and full of life
                                      two breeds 
                                      different nations
                                      outlasted  
                                      family  love's
                                      segregation

                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love did not come unglued
                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love was so brand new

                                      high above  canyon ridge
                                      little moccasin calls her name
                                      without his blue moon
                                      love would never be the same
                                      so he dances the ring of fire
                                      mounts his horse
                                      and returns
                                      for his ones desire

                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love did not come unglued
                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love was so brand new

                                      little moccasin's leap of faith
                                      blue moon stride for stride
                                      echoes linger canyons ridge
                                      we'll  always's be husband and bride
                                      Navajo and Comanche
                                      they said it couldn't be done
                                      under one God and one indian nation
                                      hunting grounds now they can finally begun

                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love did not come unglued
                                      little moccasin and blue moon
                                      for their love was so brand new




This Poem Was Based 
On The Song
Running Bear  
Debs Contest G.L. All
                                      


Details | Senryu | |

When You Repent Sincerely

His will forgives
Stabs of a knife
Life still in strife


Details | Free verse | |

World We Live In

I sit in the classroom
Start of a brand new year
I am really nervous
New students, surround me
They come from diverse cultures & backgrounds
None that I am familiar with
It’s like God gathered the whole world 
And placed us together
In one, tiny classroom

I admire the beauty of their different coloured skins
It’s like gazing at a mesmerising masterpiece
Neither human nor artist can replicate that kind of beauty and colour
God’s colour palette, extraordinarily vast!
I love the way their eyes stand out
Beautifully matching, their shade of skin tone
Warm and welcoming eyes
White, shiny teeth
Hearty laughs
Everyone’s so friendly!

Going about my school work
I listen to them talk
Talking in their native tongues
The rhythm and tones of the sounds, so fluid
I noticed they think before they speak
Where most people I mix with ‘blurt’ stuff out
I love the way they pronounce things in English
Faces full of expression, lots of hand gestures
Wanting to be understood, validated

I like the clothes the cultural people wear
Bold and bright colours 
Shiny, printed and patterned fabrics
Where I choose to wear black, most days than not
I turn my attention 
To the others in the room
They are dribbling on about nothing
Nothing, worth listening to!

Drawn back to the cultural people 
I notice some come across as sad, scared or timid
Often too shy, to speak up
To say what their thoughts or opinions are
I wonder if each knows how beautiful they truly are
I can’t wait to learn from all these new people
I am blessed to be surrounded by so many races and nationalities
What an amazing, wonder-filled world 
We ‘all’ are privileged, to live in!


Details | Acrostic | |

ROTTWEILLER

                                                ROTTWEILLER

R eady to serve
O pen to kindness and understanding
T otally dedicated and devoted
T olerating only one true master
W illing to learn
E ver faithful
I mmense heart filled with love
L onging only to be loved as he loves you
L oyal and accepting to the end of his days
E xacting in his duties giving what he thinks is expected from him
R ottweiller - A good dog but not for everyone.

The Rottweiller is probably descended from the Italian Mastiff during the Middle Ages
and was originally used as a herding dog. 
It was bred in the German town of Rottweill.
It has a massive, powerful body, powerful scissors type bite and dark brown eyes 
with an expression of quiet good will and loyalty.
His personality is nervous around others but tranquil, brave and obedient with his 
family. He is easily trained with someone who knows what they're doing and has 
great desire to please. If he knows what is expected of him that's exactly what you 
will get. HE IS A NO NONSENSE DOG and becomes vicious if he thinks he or his master 
is in danger. He will give his life in the protection of his master or his master's property.
He is used as a herd dog, in police work, and as a watch dog and body guard.
Extremely affectionate but NOT the dog for everyone.
He needs a master with common sense, not some idiot who wants to beat him into 
submission. NO DOG NEEDS THAT!!
THEY HAVE AN INNATE NATURE TO BE CLOSE TO SOMEONE.
DOGS ARE PACK ANIMALS AND NEED TO BE PART OF A PACK OR FAMILY .
IF NOT THEY SUFFER HORRIBLE MENTAL ANGUISH. 
DOGS LOVE COMPLETELY AND NEED THAT LOVE RETURNED.
THEY ARE THE NOBLEST OF SLAVES.
                                                                                          Judy Ball


Details | Epigram | |

Untitled #341 / So much problem-solving

Why so much problem-solving?
Can’t they see I’ve got enough
problems of my own?


Details | Lyric | |

WHO LOVES AMERICA

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

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

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

Repeat Chorus.
© ron wilson

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


Details | Free verse | |

Black Diamonds

The evening black as diamonds you can
only dream. Shortly you'd be scuba diving
under ports of the sea.
ports of the sea. No coffee or dinner before 
your rounds, you have to work late in this 
seaport town. The amount you make doesn't 
matter much at the ring of the bell, time passes
so slowly, you feel as cold as hell.

Prices are too cheap to make an honest wage,
working six days a week feels you're in a cage.
You start to drink, which puts you on the floor,
You gave it all you've got, but still you're dirt poor. 
The kids are working too which breaks your heart, 
You life is a whirlwind of pain your future
will never regain.
 
Poverty soaks into your bones like a grave,
Those who struggle so much are impossible to save.
Corporations and industry, some say are to blame.
Yet, education is what will lead people to regain 
quality lives and jobs so they can build their lives again. 
The worlds poverty has many reasons, but we must look 
forward to a richer season.


Details | Rhyme | |

Break the Chain

Love is a gift served from the heart More precious than gold or the finest of art Unrecognized by those who choose to refrain From giving their all when love turns to pain Controlled by the fear of losing control Abused, abandoned no faith in their soul Instead of embracing the things that they lack They cower in fear too afraid of attack The chain becomes stronger the longer you wait Who is the next to become filled with hate? It strangles your will as you struggle in vain Give love unto others to fracture the chain
jskins


Details | Light Poetry | |

Intelligent love

My girlfriend telling me
That my love talk is useless
So I throw away all the love poems
I write for her while feeling depress

That same day it start snowing
The place was cold as ice
She calling next to her
So she on the sofa looking very nice

Now she feeling cold
She said come here honey
I said bee sucks honey from flowers
And flowers can give allergy

She looks at me like I crazy
What the hell you talking bout
I said hell is a place for bad people
And they you can never come out

I use to tell her I love you
With my words and poem
Then she says my words are stupid
So now I would not repeat them

She said my conversations
Of love are meaningless
And now I don’t show my love again
She said I’m cold and heart less

I don’t have education or degree
All I have is the facts of lie
To make a happy home and be faithful
And always love my beautiful wife

But she talks to some of her friends
About some divine way to see eternity
Like if any that will help me
To pay my bills and care for my family

Now I read a lot of books
Because I never when to school
So now when she talks to me
I will no longer look like a fool

Now she feeling romantic
She says tell me you love me
I said there is love for pets, for friends and family
So can you put in a specific category?

She laughs and says you made your point
Now I completely understand
But I was looking to find the meaning
With a dictionary in my hand

I just want to be prepared
To learn as much information
So next time she with her friends
I could join in their intelligent conversation


Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #347 / Research

“Aye! There’s the rub!”
I wonder if they’ll let me
research that in college


Details | Rhyme | |

ON THIS BENCH

On this bench, we spoke
Of our love without end
It was a love of a light yoke
An easy burden without a bend

On this bench, we played chess
We laughed and we ate
We shared essence and success
So many nights we stood late

On this bench we rocked 
passions
Our tryst was here
We dreamt on each other laps, 
visions
Now you are there.

On this bench, here I am
And you,  a past
How could I forget you, Maryam?
For this bench will always be to 
cast.


Details | Concrete | |

The State of Oklahoma

Our state flag is light blue, we began statehood on November 16th, 1907 and we're  the 46th
state in the nation. Our nickname is the Sooner state, our state motto is 'Labor Omnia Vincit'
                                                   Labor conquers all things. The Scissor-tailed  Flycatcher's
                                                   is  our lovely  state bird, the mistletoe is our state flower. 
                                                   The red bud is our state tree and we  are known as okies
                                                   or Oklahomans.   I love  my state  and we have long hot-
                                                   summers,  short  winters  and the  drought  of the  1930's
                                                   known  as the dust bowl  was in  our  history. We have oil 
                                                   drilling  in our  state  as well and on  April  19th, 1995  we 
                                                     had tragedy  in one of the deadliest terrorist attacks on  
                                                          the  Alfred  P.  Murrah  Federal  building  killing  168
                                                           people. I love the prairies and the indigenous  bison
                                                               I love the land I am from it is my pride and joy, I
                                                                  am  pleased   to  be  an  Oklahoman  from  the 
                                                                                gorgeous   scenic    land   that  I love.


Details | Narrative | |

Swallow Your Pride

You were born with some sort of gift
Just remember this, my child,
Swallow the pride that takes away
Humbleness 

You are a gifted human being 
You have grown a connection with God
He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family
He reminds you to never let go of humbleness 

Tell your foes, if you have some, swallow your pride
Don't be afraid of their actions
Be in tune with God...He'll get you through this living
and He'll send immediate help on the way
because you've been gentle, patient, and courteous towards people's 
emotional trials and dangerous tests
You have been healed by the Most High

Swallow your pride, woman full of spiritual life...
You are now a bride of humbleness

You are a gifted human being 
You have grown a connection with God
He welcomes you to His understanding, loving family
He reminds you to never let go of humbleness 

Remain humble 
Love your enemies...tell them to
Swallow their pride 

They'll never understand 
What the reward is for
Humbleness 

Don't lack humbleness
Lack pride and practice
Patience before 
Humbleness 

Men of dishonor, remain humble 
Love your enemies...tell them to
Swallow their pride 

Swallow your pride, you devious fools of shame!

Pleasure-seeking women, swallow your pride...
You are now a bride of humbleness


Details | Ballade | |

Evil Enemy Tricks

A dream or vision one hot afternoon one day
A fell then thee evil enemy had came play
Being filled with much fear, so he wanted to steer
I had been driving in a car his house I found at night
Needing to stop for a rest his house be the only in sight
Social able and gracious he had invited me in
This is how the enemy plays his tricks
He was old and grey at least his face did display
“You look like an honest and loving chap stay here for a nap
There is nothing to fear no one can find you here”

No stars were above in the sky but yet I did not wonder why
The enemy had played one of his tricks
“Look at all these possessions that I have”
“They can all be yours if I find that you are worthy”
 “Allow me to show you how you can create them”
 “Here ye is the secret in how one controls the wheel”
Desires to steal the soul is why the enemy plays his tricks

Then he offered me a token if I promised to show him devotion
“See all this land I have cleared and designed by my hand?”
“It all one day shall be yours if decided to stay here this day”
Another way you see how the enemy plays his tricks
“ I have also ordered another surprise gift for you
“See that car over far yonder bringing it to you?”

The car had been two combination's but red in display
But I did not see this until after it drove away
Moving to far ahead so I have to go back
This is how the enemy plays his tricks
 He took me inside his home where we decided to wait
Introduced me to his family who were trying to escape
This is how the enemy plays his tricks at the gate

Then there was a knock at the door and I sent to answer
Believing it was the gift from he that I had longed for
I was happy and thrilled to perform this simple chore
Opening to see a female shadow being in close distance
Three knives had hit the door giving no resistance
Head had moved quickly thought then be Divine assistance
This is how the enemy plays his tricks


Details | Free verse | |

Yea baby on a universal scalerole and on its entity, u know the rest

Hi keep me in your visage,
keep me in your sociostew
quote me in a passage
or hey, F U
themes, ideas, sonnets, 
mambypamby contrivances set to words
tell me your thoughts are merely
terds. No creativity, stilitd patterns, 
prose passivity and illcreated 
rhytm lanterns given to pre cunni
lingual callings set to teen tonal
twitterings of anal adult annoyances
of prepostadnoidial fake frontal toe the line
godforbidugetpregnantwhileI haveuinthe
backseatofmycar,basementmotelroomparkalbeit
sanctifiedmarriagewithalloftheaccruments beguiledgiven to the EverWaiters
of sexo satisfied vagino villified vanilla wafer
wishes until the wounded wedding night cherry bursting
(yea right)
bomb blast blemishes. Keep it in in novative organ aztional
invigor ative essence to stand by yr manwomanpersonit
as statedstated by state in a reverenced supreme courted not society
given to a biased"What the hell do we do now guys/gals and inbetweens", SFHD.
Guess it and get the prize, or play our home game 
as your consolation gift.
 We r un evolving without the neutral notion of 
core capacity locus of control and seminal socialization. 
We r what we BE and all else is con
trivity. Sons/daughters noncompliant with the so be its and told u so's
do as I do keep it simple, we as boomers ahve set a style too conseropliant to 
reinvent the self. youth recapitulate your entity and serve no one unless it
benefits those insufficient to a misnomer antiquated to a universal device 
dead to annoyance and brevity. Unforgiving to a future promise. 
All for one and one for all.  


Details | Narrative | |

Creature

Observing. 
Frozen in time,
captivated by this enormous being,
the size of a small car.

Pondering, 
his every move.
The way he used his hands;
so child-like.
With all the consciousness of the world, 
and graceless coordination.

Aware.
of the visitors,
as they briefly called out for his attention.
Only for a moment,
then they were gone.

Untamed,
in an orderly sham. 
He sat there,
in his dark cave.
As if he was waiting for the light to find him.

Perched,
on a boulder, 
squatting, and primitive.
Drawing in the dirt with one hand. 
Swatting a fly with the other.

Surreal,
His nature,
as he rushed to consume his food.
The females hovered behind him,
watching intently, 
like me.
His movement mechanic.
His presence powerful.
He was the king of his domain.

Studying, 
his magnificence, I watched.
How smart was he?
Could he feel my presence? 
Engulfed in the very essence of all that was him, 
I watched. 

Wondering, 
how he felt, I watched.
Did he think he was still in the womb of Mother Nature?
Or, did he know the iron bars which embrace him now?

Then 
it happened;
our eyes met.
He noticed my presence.
His gaze intimidated me, 
But I did not look away.
He approached me.
I felt his eyes inspecting my soul.
A chill ran down my back,
I turned behind me,
only to find no other presence there.
When I turned back, 
we were face to face.
Separated by the sham,
And a two inch piece of glass.
Just me and him,
the two of us,
and the females hovering behind him.

Wise,
His old eyes spoke to me,
They said 
“I am like you. 
I love, I feel, I hurt.
I am, like you.”

Sympathetic,
I put my hand on the glass
and with all the 
consciousness of the world,
he did the same.
With tears in my eyes,
I smiled.

Then, he pooped in his other hand
and wiped it on the glass.
This was a sign of endearment.
I laughed out loud.
And I swear,
He smiled back.


Details | Couplet | |

Everyone Should leave a Legacy

So many people love to tell others what they should do,
They point their fingers and whisper words of ridicule,

They Judge the world with the words they so often speak,
Look at others that are struggling, as if they are weak,

So many claim to have it all figured out,
Their statements scream they know what life’s all about,
 
While they Pass by strangers with looks of shame,
Little do they know we are all the same,

You can dress the flesh in whatever you’d like,
Suits from Armani and dresses of prestige delight,

The truth remains simple and bare,
In order to live we must breathe the same air,

We are naked and exposed when we all stand in our showers,
Yet we lie to ourselves thinking we possess so much power,

For at any moment disaster can destroy all we worked so hard to maintain,
We can be sentenced to a life with no title and no name,

The masks we wear tightly can suddenly melt away,
We can be left on the side of the road with nothing to say,

God forbid, we breathe our very last breath,
Earlier than we ever expect,

What would our legacy be?
Did we ever stop to help anyone else that was in a tragedy?

Or did we live like hypocrites and canker worms,
Treat those who were under us like contaminated germs,

We all have a day that’s written in the sky,
Let’s live with purpose before we have to say goodbye.

By: Sabina Nicole
Contest: Fine line
Written:9/24/11

It’s fine to be successful and work hard for what you have, but too many people make their title such an obsession that they forget about their families and friends. They forget how to love and listen; they become judgmental and critical of other people and begin to look down on people. Some even forget where they came from once they get where they want to go, while others simply never cared to look around to begin with.
There is a fine line…


Details | Senryu | |

' Write: Because You Love To Write ... ' 58th Senryu

‘ Write:  Because You Love To Write … ’   58th  Senryu



    Read:  For More Insight
Write:  Because You Love To Write
     Speak:  Invite … Unite


Details | Lyric | |

FAITH KEEPS US APART

It seems the path Iam on  is changing everyday
the road uncertain just an endless shapeless gray
some would say it would all be clearer if I took up there religion
even with the doubt Iam not scared enough for that decision

I see the faith you placed in one of the many saviors
I lame excuse for the centuries of mad behavior
Iam sure your prophets where the very best of man
but your church and bibles where never in the plan

so every race has a version of there own
stories stolen from the gods of the past spoken out like it was always known
not one of these faiths is open and understanding
they keep others down and your soul churches are demanding

then you history holds no science no enlightenment
dogmatic foolishness written before free government
and every soul that is afraid to die or to ashamed to live
if you stop thinking then heaven is what they give

even now the human mind is found wanting
but reality is intelligence is hard work and life is daunting
if only the concept of good will and love
we understood without some sign from above

if you need the ancient fiction to ease your pain
I respect you and to all other men you should do the same
your saviors were righteous there’s know doubt
in there time they worship but no church was there twist whets its about

there have been many Christ’s since the beginning of man 
the Mayans and Muslim have had tales since they ruled by the roman
dry king ghandi and many more sacrifice there life so others could be free
in my mind that’s what Jesus is what he is supposed to be

even know there some man of great worth he has no money no powerful church
he’s  giving of himself and and loving the lost I dare you to search 
and see the truth were in this together and this is paradise
we are the only keepers of our fate we must realize

I can no longer people pay to pray and talk down to others who dont believe what you say
but Christ himself did not hang with the saved he knew the hopeless so he could see them ok
but times have changed were not ruled by religious empires mad with slavery
we fought for those rights not with one mans good with collective human bravery

a new age is upon us and the true test is coming not one of prophecy
the makers of worlds the stars the cycle of suns chaos of the galaxy
I hope soon we see are only time is now there is no second chance
are race needs to come together  and make a united stance
if faith keeps us apart do we even have the heart



Details | Narrative | |

SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Academic-Bright ... '

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brothers, SunRays
… All-Academic-Bright

My Family of Heaven
My Mother, DawnSky
Father of Celestial Lights              (James 1: 17)
Taught At Universe-High

By Father’s Master-Degree
And Mother’s Alma-Mater
Brother Graduated
Summa-Cum-Laude, Super-Nova

Dine At Dimension-Table
Of Cosmic-Family
Global-Bodies, Glowing-Grace
In Our Galaxy

Our:  Cambridge, Yale, Oxford and Harvard
Are:  Comets, Orbits, and Asteroids
Black-Holes, Pulsars, Waves and Quarks
Red Giants and Red and Snow-White Dwarfs

Enlightened Astronomers, Radiant New Worlds
Time-Continuum, To Unfurl
Outer-Space, Advent-Solar-Systems
And A Big, Blue Jewel, Freed From Cataclysm

Light-Years Away, From Today …
But Still Quenching Thirst, On Milky-Way
and Planetary-Rings and Eclipse
Satellites, and Soaring-Rocket-Ships

Atomics and Evenings-Scholarly
Lectures, On Pure-Energy
To Explore and Expand Brilliantly
‘Diplomas’ … thru Eternity

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brother, ‘Big’ SunRay
Shone-Academic-Bright ! …


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Our models

We came here pretentious, egoistic, hyper-inflated with our meager academic laurels and
filled with self-adulation of our GPAs
You saw us plainly; our minds almost blank like a tabular rasa, but you saw potential and
so gently humbled us with IAs
Under the aegis of your golden rules, we learnt to know when to be silent and when to
“Always say something”

We needed to know the anatomy of this new education in order to rectify the pathologies of
our time
With your fatherly scalpels, you dissected the courses into absorbable pieces 
You nurtured us and gave us a rather microscopic view of life so we can appreciate the
people around us
Even when the rigors of the academics struck us dumb, you were there to repolarise our
neurons with your fraternal voice; “Think folks!”

When complacency and indolence set in, you shook us up in a booming tone “It’s your job to
know!” and whet our hunger for knowledge
You gave us faith and pushed us to our limits till we saw distinctions right ahead of us
When we were almost tired and the world saw us hyperventilating and palpitating with fear
of referrals,
You transfused us with more knowledge, healed us and saved us at the phase of irreversible
shock and resuscitated us to be the best we could be
When we were back on our feet and had something to offer, you stood by, reminding us never
to judge others especially our patients 
But to strive to put a smile on the faces of others

As if that were not enough, your chemoprophylaxis for us was holistic enough 
To instill in our hearts a strong sense of selflessness with high doses of patriotism
running through our veins
Indeed your love for us is broad spectrum.

Today our hearts are filled with utmost gratitude
For you have placed us at an academic altitude
So we can have something to offer our generation
Our lips will continue in ceaseless veneration
At your polymorphic roles in our lives
For you are our teachers, our parents and our role models

We may twist and turn the queen’s language in your praise
We may shower gifts and awards
We may mimic your voices and behave like you
All we want to say is “We deeply love you, our dear lecturers.”


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Let`s size the day...

Let`s size the day...
I want to say:
It was too grey
My yesterday,
And hard to pay
The solitude
In which I lay.

I understood,
Prince Charming could
For long time stay 
In pensive mood,
A statue rude.
Again,I pray 
For people good.

Too late I came
with bitter sword.
Too early ,Lord
I learnt thy game,
and put my word
In your name.
I loved this world...




Details | Rhyme | |

Kathy

Today I Have to Tell You
How Very Proud I Am
Remember How it Used to Be
How You Hit the Big "Grand Slam?"

Then You Went out on Your Own
And Set the World on Fire
You Beat the Odds and Won
It Was Your Hearts Desire

Oh to See You Fight
When Things Got in Your Way
I Really Couldn't Ask for More
But There's Something I must Say

Forever I Shall Love You
I Love You like No Other
I Hope You'll Always Need Me
Because I Am Your Mother


Details | Light Poetry | |

Intelligent love

My girlfriend telling me
That my love talk is useless
So I throw away all the love poems
I write for her while feeling depress

That same day it start snowing
The place was cold as ice
She calling next to her
So she on the sofa looking very nice

Now she feeling cold
She said come here honey
I said bee sucks honey from flowers
And flowers can give allergy

She looks at me like I crazy
What the hell you talking bout
I said hell is a place for bad people
And they you can never come out

I use to tell her I love you
With my words and poem
Then she says my words are stupid
So now I would not repeat them

She said my conversations
Of love are meaningless
And now I don’t show my love again
She said I’m cold and heart less

I don’t have education or degree
All I have is the facts of lie
To make a happy home and be faithful
And always love my beautiful wife

But she talks to some of her friends
About some divine way to see eternity
Like if any that will help me
To pay my bills and care for my family

Now I read a lot of books
Because I never when to school
So now when she talks to me
I will no longer look like a fool

Now she feeling romantic
She says tell me you love me
I said there is love for pets, for friends and family
So can you put in a specific category?

She laughs and says you made your point
Now I completely understand
But I was looking to find the meaning
With a dictionary in my hand

I just want to be prepared
To learn as much information
So next time she with her friends
I could join in their intelligent conversation


Details | Ballade | |

Lictiness I Strive

The engagement is on going
Whose law one is meant to follow
Heavy be the weight of its towing
Bitter this pill that I swallow
Come what may one must still exert
Freedom to soul this dream I hold
Pain in the heart will not always hurt
Life in heaven favors the bold

Most men do not posses the strength
Believe they be kind is for weak
Faith in He does not have length
They do not see God favors meek
Moses gave us his commandments
The engagement is on going
Breaking the spell of enchantment 
Sin and temptation forgoing 

Bitter be this pill that I swallow
Pray Lord that you watch over me
Fear I not through this dark hollow
At its end you I wish to see
Knocking and asking day and night
Lead be an Angel to your gate
Though I was blind now Ye in sight
Signs have been shown not I late

Moses gave us God’s commandments
The engagement is on going
Water has flown through the embankment 
God’s Holy Spirit still flowing


Details | Haiku | |

Under Blue Sky

Birds of a feather
All do not flock together
There be two kinds

The lawgiver says
Clean be the distinguished ones
Doves similar to

Others carnivores
Possessed tyrants they do be
Which type of bird you?


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Turmoil That We Struggle With

Ones desires are like fires they can surely ignite
How can one resist the grace in such divine beauty?
Passionate or lustful tasting of either juice be fruity  
Taking one if not to both lead to great heights

Pheromones cause the heart beating without end
Fore what is this to be?
Is this love we all see?
Blood pulsating indulges, gyrates a message to send

The constant images and feelings can become obsession
Daily repercussions of this act can be maddening
Deciding to live without this to can be saddening 
Closet thing we have to heaven each and every session


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Boy Is She Smart {Ekphrasis}

young
lasse
educates
mind body soul
through
mass
reading
from her small
bible study
book 



Details | Free verse | |

Good Twists

the right notes, rhythmically in place, entice the held and unrefined to become free... matching the speed of attention like a turned head facing the horizon, pondering in solitude the multitudes, feeling strong twisting waves like love. we have no control. and the speed of that realm cannot compare, the timing is beyond perfect, unavoidably implicit, becoming that horizion... the wind... and smiles... and eyes... how can we hold onto this?


Details | Ottava rima | |

Indestructible Ye

Comprehending this about one’s energy
Then upon the pit there will be no casting
The Holy Spirit is what provides synergy
You and it both be combined everlasting
Mortal human life may be in jeopardy
The soul and spirit be Ye separate grafting
Yet most eyes fail to see this invisible force
It’s the power of the Creator almighty I endorse  


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Mathematical Love

Life and maths have a strong connection, Love is just like an equation. If not solved, both could become frustration, Thus both of them need a solution.
Start solving the equation, Of two hearts, make an addition. Subtract all the complications, And then make an Integration.
Solve for 'X' and then you will know why, Stay together and don't divide. Be happy and multiply, and if you don't..they'll make you cry!


Details | Free verse | |

Let the fate decide

Let the fate decide 
I write not knowing of what comes
Not realizing the facts
Am not ready for the pain that is on his way
On his way to let down many hopes
To injure many souls 
To stop the proud of one another
I am asking if God could give me a chance 
To prove that I am worth the victory 
To study more harder
To close the lights rarer 
To give the ones I love a hug 
To give them my pride, my tiredness 
My hope for another day to come
And I be the one 
My ears are hearing voices fighting 
For what is right or wrong 
I really wish 
If an angel could fall from the sky 
And remove my eternal pain 
And give me a life I could smile in 
Give me a name, to live with
Give me a tissue to wipe all my tears away 
To miss the love of my parents 
And they’re respect for one another
Would give me a reason to live each day with
To give me a reason to fight for 
If there was angel 
Who would do all this? 
Who would send God my Prayers? 
And send God my begs and hopes for forgiveness
I wish, wish simple word, hard to make 
 Hard to achieve,….
Will the angel send my prayers 
Send my begs 
Send my hopes of forgiveness
Give me the love, honor ,name ,and… the reason to fight , to live
This life that has no justice….


Details | Ottava rima | |

Now Ye Type Of Signal

Each eel has its own electronic vibrations
Shinning inside is this light greater than sound
Sensing each how to teach masters causations
Harmonic waves is a phase to those all around
Ears you see understand these words of dictation
Listening closely to the voice in you hearts pound
Coming forth in sum emerging in most may be abusive
Settling in few they soon discover it means to be inclusive


Details | Monoku | |

Rivers We Row Upon

Destination be our Almighty holds the key knock to open door


Details | Name | |

Onward Christian Soldiers

Open are his arms
Never will The Almighty leave you
Will given to Him triumphs against the enemy
All who cry out in Jesus’ name none can harm
Righteous in heart all must crave from start
Death is the test be it not in vain


Details | Free verse | |

Why Do You Weep

Why do you weep oh gentle One?
Why do you cry out when alone?
Even more, why are you silent when you go out?
Do your troubles embarrass you and run others away?

Would it make others uncomfortable to hear what you say?
Would your plight run those away who do not seem to care?
Do you truly feel alone this and every day?
Do you fear what more, next will come your way?

Know I am here… Though we will never meet.
Know my troubles are also great.
Know I too, cry only when alone.
Know I am just like you, my friend.

I know that others soothing words do not take away the pain.
I know that talk of God does not make the problems go away.
I know this dreadful journey never seems to stop.
But I know you are not alone and can still talk to God.

Hope does not pay the bills or bring back those we lost.
Hope does not cure all ills or bring the dawn.
But sometimes Hope and God, is all we have when others fail…
And me of course, for you were never alone.

After you have sat there and silently wept…
Go forth into this day, knowing that in this world….
There are always others like you and me.  
Hope and God are there somewhere, too. No one is truly alone…

Take heart when you are done weeping and know: 
You are not alone: for I am also here with you.
We all have afflictions and problems, usually several at a time.
My greatest affliction is epilepsy among others that abound.
Remember life is an epic to be over come and  still:
I am here for you.


Details | Shape | |

What Have You Done

what  have you done 
to me inside and out i thought 
art thou loved me but it was only 
lust that came into flames of hells 
fire and heavens light with only a singel 
heart beat left i am in tears bleeding black 
blood and till the day comes i am still dead 
in love with you and all of your lust.


Details | Dodoitsu | |

A missed poem

he carries his newborn child
passengers on the  backseat
a widower just cycles
no choice but his bike 

father and rickshaw rider
sad thoughts of his dead wife
lovingly holding his child
he rides with his fate

a girl feels her fathers love
happy passengers arrived
a widower and newborn
on their bike for life

@ Elly Wouterse

Form - a reality dodoitsu (if that form does not exist.......  maybe this is a reason...?? 
Note: About a,  great,  rickshaw rider 
Describing an image and a true story from India.(Mail on line Oktober 25th - an online newspaper ) about  - among other things - parental love, perseverance and hope... 


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


Details | Quatrain | |

The many Faces of You

Your eyes maybe small and deep set
But so piercing are their look
They maybe dark as the deep sea
But their shine and sincerity are my hook.

Your face is open like the sky
On which a canvas has been animated
It denounces a soul so alive
A mind so wide, a spirit so liberated.

Your look opens up a view
Of a will connected to the divine
Strong, unwavering around the truth
Beheld by a heart warm like the sunshine.

The lines around your face
Denote a life devoted to all
Sometimes rising in humorous waves
Either in amazement or having a ball.

Other times so very serious
with deep concerns, suffering
with those whose suffer, furious
At the evil forces that today cause such enmity.

Your face is like the book of life
A tapestry of many colors
That shows me what heaven is like
A portrait imprinted on my mind forever. 

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 04.17.10


Details | Couplet | |

Another Everest

Icy flowers and the old door...
My school with one floor,
27 steps of stairway, eroded,
About 4 times daily loaded,
Forty years with the snowman`s rhymes,
On the top of the world, how many times 
He separated the day from the night,
His dewy good smile breathing the light?


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 | Nonet | |

Instilled In Ye Is Light

As many times needed will repeat
Inside of you there is this spark
You are the one holding flint
Choose the right desire
The Holy Spirit
Listen to it
Be in you
Feel it
Fly


Details | Haiku | |

Life Is No Picnic

the fourth of july
is no kind of picnic for
our fallen soldiers




You Are Not Forgotten


Happy Fourth Of July To All


Details | Dodoitsu | |

All of Yew

The bonsai mirrors your grace
a miniature yew jade eyed 
searching through black needle lashes
lust hidden inside.

A yew pruned to perfection
would out strip the forest fine,
a single shutter caresses
like limbs on the wind.

With sweet clarity refined
will be the bowed head of yew
for our love is so inclined
for generations.



Details | Tanka | |

Ye Judges

Come faced with a choice
A decision that was made
Be only one Judge
He gives the final answer
Final review is the works


Details | I do not know? | |

SPIRIT OF DIALOGUE

In the name of God
Most Merciful, Beneficent
The Gracious and Compassionate
That a difference does not exists

We are making
We are making harmony
In the eyes of God
Solidarity comes, Sincerity in our hearts
Sensitivity in our senses
That a difference does not exists

We are living
We are living in the world of God
Nothing can change this world of God
That a difference does not exists

Oh, God we cry for Peace!
Oh, God we cry for Peace!
And understand other living faiths
That a difference does not exists


Written for Poeple's Dialogue
Zamboanga City, Sulu


Details | Light Poetry | |

RESIGNATION

HERE'S MY TWO WEEK RESINGATION
WITHOUT RESERVATION.I RESIGN
FROM THIS POSITION OF HELPLESSNESS.
THIS POSITON HAS CONDITION ME
TO GROW A BACKBONE MADE OF STAIN-
LESS STEEL. TO STAND UP YOU;
LOOKING STRAIGHT IN THE EYES TO
ANNOUNCE I'M MOVING OUT. HERE'S
YOUR KEYS TO THE BEAMER AND LEXIS.

I PURCHASE A CAR WITHOUT PAYMENTS.
I GOT A PLACE OF MY OWN. YOU'RE
TO BUSY CHASING MONEY.YOU FORGOT
ABOUT ME.GREED REPLACE YOUR WIFE 
AND BEST FRIEND.YOU DESIRED THE 
MATERIAL THINGS.I DEMANDED THE LOVE
OF MY HUSBAND. YOU CONTINUE TO
FILL THIS MANSION WITH MORE AND 
MORE MATERIALISTIC THINGS.

THESE THINGS HAVE BECOME YOUR
GOD THAT YOU HONOR AND WORSHIP.
YOU'RE A SLAVE TO ALL THESE 
THINGS ;THAT WILL SOON CORRODE 
AND FADE AWAY.

TRYING TO FILL A VOID AND PACIFY
YOUR HURTS WITH THESE MATERIALISTIC
THINGS.THESE THINGS DID NOT BRING
HAPPINESS OR GIVE YOU THE PEACE
THAT YOU CRAVE FOR.YOUR PRIORITIES
ARE SO TWISTED BECAUSE OF THESE
MATERIALISTIC THINGS.............
 
  


Details | I do not know? | |

A Step Towards Heaven

A new day begins.
And I take another step towards heaven.

The ray of sun doesn’t always wake me up.
Sometimes, it’s the sound of thunder,
Or the chill that descends over me,
Or the warmth, that I precipitate.

I always don’t have the smile of calmness, 
Ushering the joy and the contentment 
That fills my bleak land with greenness.

Sometimes, I wake up to the sound of rain
And cogitate about how it never dies
I hear its rhythm and take in the smell
And how everyone’s thirst it satisfies.

Some days, I weep and breathe deep
When I open my eyes
I feel the thrust of my heart in my chest
In my head, the horrendous illusion I revise.

Many a times, I wish I don’t have to wake up
And I sleep for eternity
Better than awakening to dismay
I’d be veiled in complete serenity.

Or sometimes, there is hope and faith,
And cheerfully I chirp,
Or whirl and sway, 
To the melody of love.

I always cannot smell rose,
Sometimes, something burns too.
But yet, I rise from my sleep,
And with the beginning of a new day,
I put a step forward into,
The future and towards the unknown,
I keep walking towards the heaven.


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Ferocious Unexplainable Drive

Thirsting without quench
Faith be that of endurance
Satisfied at thrown


Details | Sonnet | |

Someone disturbs me

Someone disturbs me in my sleep that I met him 1st time.
What's his name, where he lives i don't know why do I ask?
Everyone in my family loves me do I need to know about this task?
people call it love to enjoy someone's company in dream's rhyme.
Unseen passage, hardest part to find on earth only in a hymn.
When I found him, he was with someone I ignored that all,
He was my target I lost my sense and attached me for a call,
I never thought a smoke will fire above with my little chime.
I heard my friend was claiming I'm on wrong spot and time.
Sentiments counted me a rogue they claimed it as a crime. 
A married man or a partner lives with someone what's wrong?
if others fall in love and trying to ruin his personal belong.
Hard to find in someone's smile he is vacant or occupied,
When you gripped in one's clinch that breaks you a matter wide.


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Untitled #308 / Universal gravitation and the human heart

Oh constant Things! By Newton’s law of universal gravitation,
everything in the universe is attracted to
every other thing. If only the human heart
would obey this simple principle, there would be no need
for heartbreak, for pain, for mortal strife,
for impotent words that fall on no ears that matter.


Details | Didactic | |

Words Without Meaning

            Words Without Meaning

Some words are sweet and juicy like fruit
Some are sour and cry rape
Others take flight beyond stars
We call them foreign as they burn out
They etch the framework of mind and soul and being in fear
Most letters form words on library shelves
Begin to love themselves at first, at birth
And hide in encyclopedias for centuries without meaning
They make their homes in dictionaries in plain sight, in pain
Waiting for their turn to be abused or even used 
Most words are sweet and juicy
They speak the truth but sometimes they get lost
Words without meaning are the worst
Words without meaning try to come out
One day they tried to steal my words of love
And nearly broke my heart
 


Details | Light Poetry | |

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Vision

Awakening is upon us…

Ignoring fact won’t matter

Time will arrive…

When oneness shared

Becomes reason.

Likeness reveals…

Speaking equal.

Removing blinders and fear

Produces truth.

Honoring joining

In thought

Fed the soul

As meant to be. 

Awareness concern

Reminds the self

Of our relation.

Accompanied by comfort

Covers the whole…

Peacefully healing

Visual delusions

Inspiring correct sanity.


-Symphony


Details | I do not know? | |

Stress

I am giving up
The stress is past the point of throwing up
Every day the same routine
The repetition has become obscene
My hands are blistered, sore and torn
While my face looks old a worn
If my nerves are bent any more
I will snap at the middle and break at the core
Just a little break
To relieve me from more than  can take
A rest for the weary is all I ask
A little relief from this stressful task


Details | Narrative | |

Washed Away My experience with Katrina

Innocent victims cry in the dark
Forced to take refuge in that park
Such wrath began to fall
For I shall never forget the day I got that call
Silence and sorrow heavy in the air
It was like nothing I could ever compare
Days turned to weeks
Thousands take dwelling beseeching for any relief
Thousands left waiting in utter disbelief 

I was supposed to be deployed
Yet an injury kept me here
My fellow workers attacked at the dome
Traumatized and in complete fear some had to return home
I feel so guilty
So guilty I should have been there
Innocent victims crying
Innocent victims now dying

An event so devastating
The stench of death filled the air 
We could not fathom something so unfair 
I counseled innocent victims
Still sticking strong to their convictions 
I still recall every haunting voice
Confused, frustrated and displaced
Innocent victims left without a choice

Families torn apart on that day
The day the levees broke
Families losing all hope
My job was to help them cope
Innocent victims left to cry in a park
Fear increases when light turns to dark
Like declaring Martial Law
Lives washed away, all humanity started to fall

On the dawn of a new day
So joyous… even an atheist bowed her head to pray
The media coverage was what really brought aid
Oh no!
Politicians began to look bad so of course something had to be done
Late in action but at least more help had come
There is still work to be had
Many left permanently sad
Entering in hundreds of names to locate the missing or those declared dead
Debriefed each night just to clear my head
I still remember so clearly the desperation and panic
When Katrina came in August 
Life turned frantic
Overwhelming emotions; I felt completely manic 
I will never forget the victims I helped in such grief
I hope when the bodies were identified; I wish just some…
Some could give a sigh of relief

It is important we do not forget those still suffering
The child who didn’t get the last kiss
The parents who will be dearly missed
We all have the ability to help
1,836 people dead!
Work together and ease the sorrow… 
Another disaster could just happen tomorrow
Make time to reach out 
So many innocent victims still in need
We all are capable of doing a good deed


Details | Free verse | |

Chapter 12 Annihilation

The Tragedy of Humanity is the Monoku of us failing to believe you
Is This Greed be ye Acrostic for not knowing the Gnostics 
Molding Most be the boast in Senryu saying you can’t tell me what to do
Excommunicating Faith is a Tanka for those who sank 
Insanities Calamities in this Enclosed Ryhme regarding to our binds
Sinful Are These Ways considers what we forgot in this Rubaiyat
No Righteousness In a Senryu for those who forgotten about you
Oligarchies Creating Hate in each and every state be in Enclosed Ryhme 
Worshiping Vanities is a Lanterne telling you to burn
Ruthless Deceptions be a Fibonacci trying to drown the mariachi
Evil Enemy Tricks informs of a constructive fraud in Ballade
Trouble Moving is trouble grooving to chime in this Enclosed Ryhme
Roadside Utilities you see they are a bank of put in Tanka
Indestructible Ye told Ottava rima, praying you have the mind of
But Backsliding means deciding what zone told in Canzone
Unruly Child is for the minds of you told in Haiku
Truth Be Insight be an Ottava rima about the main man Prima
Inclined Minds is another Ottava rima about the change of time for Ye
Opportunities There Be in this Senryu don’t you see
No Matter is about the chatter in an Enclosed Rhyme for you to find
Death Be A Lady This Night ask which way is right Ottava rima
Introduction Which Leads To Reduction a Nonet seduction
Sexual Acts Meant To Distract be the private zone Canzone
Turmoil That We Struggle With is a chime in Enclosed Rhyme
Redefining Ones Plight be Ottava rima telling you to fight
Instilled In Ye Is Light another Nonet so that you don’t forget
Believing Wrong or Right asks this Enclosed Rhyme the real war crime
Undertaken Be Ye is a new flight zone told in Canzone
Transcendent In Flight is the alteration told in Alliteration
Inner Subconscious Intelligence universal relevance in Name
Outside This Reality which is for you to do discern told in Lanterne
New To Old Experience is an Enclosed Rhyme we all mime
Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear in Acrostic about ye the agrestic
Over Energy Transfer is Canzone about the unknown
What Will You Do is just asking you in Haiku?


Details | Pastoral | |

Explain the Fruit of the Spirit - P1

Agape Love is first to our Lord above all things,
Colour of love would be red like an apple of desire,
Which gives off power passion and pulls heart strings,
It’s like a race that never ends and the warmth of a fire.

Second is Joy, which can be unspeakable without end,
Blue in colour like the so named “Berry” on grass and rock,
Time of refreshing reviving renewal with just the right blend,
Like being swept away by a drink not tasted or in your stock.

Thirdly experience Peace a virtue which by many is sought,
The colour being silver which all on its own doth attract,
A purity calmness feeling that passeth all understanding,
Sweet music beautiful nature scenes like light when refract.

Fourthly discover Longsuffering not liked usually one little bit,
Dismal grey like an overcast day is its texture in colour,
Like a prickly pear, which does not entice till you have tried it,
The widow’s oil which was about to run out but kept its fervour.

In fifth place is Gentleness not commonly scene in our sects,
White is its colour code unmarked clean not spotted in any way,
Like cotton wool and silk moving the feeler in many aspects,
Imagine the best bed pillow sleep you had until till the next day.


Details | Free verse | |

In A State of Amnesia Falling Into Fantasia

Your love, like amnesia it made me forget all the dark forces against me they tortured me relentless then you put me into amnesia from the problems, hope came in the foresight of your prowess and the light emanating from your face what seems calm on the surface is often roaring within screaming, hair crazy like I'm the demon's descendant only strong feelings can push out the weak and those skeletons surface, hurt us and repeat so no ones around and I learn to hate me and no Love to be found because it gave me a profound amnesia. waking prematurely every other time I sleep seeking sanctuary why cant I be at peace? fill up a void come into my world exposed to be touched pay no mind I'm at home when the pain seems too much shut it off like a light now i'm all into peace a presence around me a love like amnesia I'm falling into fantasia calm as can be worries drift away forget how hurt I am for one meaningful day no I'm not the devil but I know who he is he once came to visit and make my soul his as a dark ball inside me consumes me at times i keep inching forward toward the many facets of mind knowing not showing much at all down in the sunrise revived by the fall a natural course of a star entering destruction like lotus flowers in bloom under a fog covered moon in the cold autumn wind healing old scars within practice the old magik into a new growing skill will it be enough the day which stands still worth fighting for.


Details | Free verse | |

Just a bit of meditation

If greed had not been passed down by generation 
If love and peace had not been reduced to confiscation   
If the rules of government had not been trapped through the lamination 
of corruption
Destruction
Devastation 
Leaves no room for imagination
God forgot about creation
Hope is lost in legislation 
Money runs our formation
Not given enough consideration
Deliberation
Contemplation
Hold loved ones close in the gestation 
Of the clowns who run our nation
Don’t think about the population
Oil runs through my circulation
Cut me open to reduce inflation
Masses controlled by the spread of propagation 
Minds thinking about increasing production
Not wondering about the function
To create reconciliation 
That will erase all detestation
World becoming one at the disintegration
Of hate that causes annihilation  
But we’re wrapped up in materialization 
No one thinks about moderation 
Losing the point of our conception
Watching love burn by cremation
Cultures watching their own elimination
Taken over by globalisation
Not thinking about our obligation
To bring an end to this violation 
So we can all live without feeling exclusion
Wondering what caused our distraction
As we sit in front of the television
Open your minds to this jurisdiction 
That is causing devastating afflictions
Not enough vaccinations 
To cure the spreading contamination
Children suffering from starvation
Don’t tell us it’s a peace mission it’s an invasion
Millions face extermination
Treated like an insect infestation
Super powers don’t care about liberation 
Please understand that war is not a celebration
Just because it creates an augmentation
In the economic foundation 
It’s still a disgusting molestation
Of the purity in civilization
Weapons cause death not constructive conversation
Bombs exploding cause fragmentation
Of emotions such as adoration
Synonym for love respect and devotion
The cry for peace should not be answered with explosions
Raise your hand if you agree with this motion
Was this the point of evolution? 
Ever increasing pollution
Creates a growing irritation
In the system of respiration
Symptoms close to asphyxiation  
Don’t breath in its like suffocation
This is not an exaggeration
This is not a fabrication
This is just a demonstration
Of how we caused our own obliteration
Passing on a bit of education 
Through the form of communication
Hope there's been some concentration 
Thanks for your appreciation 




Details | Free verse | |

I'm Not Missing You At All

Whisper in ear
Bliss is  true meaning of happiness
Fragrant scents linger on pillow
Splendor when there mine alone
Tranquility sea has diminished
Dulcet smiles have now gone nil
Wafting thoughts of once was
Lilting spirits to soar again
Eloquence yet deterant
Lavender tears still cascade her cheeks


Details | Nonet | |

Nourishment Come In Waves

Ocean tides roll upon the sand shore
Each sand pebble prey ye be soak
The heart will be remade whole
Forming you new polish
Given by the fish
You make choice
Grant your wish
Know this
Ye


Details | Free verse | |

It's simple

It's really simple people, 

When we love,

We..........

               Learn
               Our
               Very
               Existence 




Eric (and sometimes not)


Details | Prose Poetry | |

here comes 'your' lover he's 'gay'

 
  is it fun and games, 
or is it insane.
just to keep milking him. 
the way, 
you all do it now.
look at your hands.
warm and slippery.
yellow and dripping 
with sweat.
and ever growing.
you're fevered and glowing. 
all of your faces are red.
rejected by him at the prom.
and him by all of you.
ruffies you put in his milk.
He does not drink, 
what you think 
he should drink 
he is good.
and loved by all. 
by you and by most 
as he should.
and look at him now.
passed out hot icy cold. 
but how can you now.
how can you, 
and your friends.
as one squeezes, 
the brown paper bag.
and when one's coming up
each flight of stairs 
another seems to aways 
come down.
and all of you giggle and *sigh.*
and all of that spilled milk.
milk all that white milk.
looking around it is every where.
it's on your faces, 
and on your hands.
those blouses 
you change and your skirts.
are soaked as well.
deep asleep, like a babe.
and yes you were knowing, 
now as he...comes again.
and you know by now, 
he's in very much pain.
and none of you seem to care.
here comes that lover, 
that none of you knew.
that a hunk like him could be 'gay'.
and you didn't know, that
all the ones that you want
like he....are always gay.
feeding him all of those ruffies, 
like the three of you, 
have done in the past.
like the ones who, 
come to school the next day, 
with out any memory 
of those nights of the past.
While you keep
all of those pictures as proof 
of your kills.
what do all you think of
your hot selves now. 
and even more so vainly now. 
as he lays on your couch, 
held fast in ruffies deep sleep. 
alive in your hands moving now. 

Is It Poetry 

 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Random rhyming

My life cant be helped but still strike a pose
punch you in the face call for a second dose
i got so much ice hell just frooze
light a fire up under all your noses
im the satanic moses
i dont mean to bost
i dont mean to breag
but im no one to upstage
taste the bullets tang
flowing out your brain
i just blew your mind
you couldn't acomplish bye sneezing 20 times
more lyrical content than 10 of your rhymes
i love to drink hienikens
but what i need is some wights and vitamins
staggering in the door styfiling
piss on anyone who starts tryfalling
hyperventilating levitating
inceneration in creation
Perspective regeneration
do drugs spinal fluid draining
consequences for my consuisness
is like pistil wippin and infant
im rhaspodys presentment
this is my forge
were i can rhyme words like orange
can hold it to them
with my stick of plutonium
your full of bolognium
you are the phoney one
truth is im not trying
my mind is so vulpine
my thoughts are full of crime
i love sending you jerks on trips
im just so  Omphaloskepsis 
you jerk im the mad scientist
i handle my own buisness
screw all the risk
im not afaid to pop off with a lisp
i bet you jsut wish 
yhou were in my position
dammit im a calamity
so damage it even affecded me
wreckognize me i got the spotlight fee
tidiuos incension with a surgons persicion
wording it perfectly is my mission
murdering the masses singlehandedly
sick enough  get you fathoming
my phantom wieght ravaging
the pedestrians cranium content
hell is were i was sent
screw satan im a tyrant
never call it quits
to hell with the roof the house ill lift
i got 100 sleeves and more tricks
i have no hook i have syllables
silly cannibles and hannible
im no man im a machine
Astraly beamed to be
a enginering mcee
wizard of oz with my words
docs cut me up im a lost cuaze
were doing science pass the guaze
arjay is half machine analizing
my prognosis is im ever rising
diagnostic check weapons to wreck
i have no guns i got my tounge
slaying beasts and feeling numb
my heart is gone to puns
luaghing at people grappiling
my concept i went timetraviling
my life story were its unraveling


Details | Rhyme | |

It's Not His Fault

It's not his fault for so many things
except perhaps for the happiness he brings
into our lives day after day,
but it's not his fault things turned out this way.

It's not his fault that the voices we can't hear
will continue to haunt him year after year,
nor is he to blame for the simple things he forgot
or his inability to distinguish what's real and what's not.
It's not his fault for so many things.
It's not his fault this sad song he sings.

"I'm a victim of a demon. A merciless foe.
It attacks not only me but those who love me also.
Schizophrenia is the name that this demon goes by.
Some call it mental illness. I call it, "IT that won't die."
This demon, Schizophrenia, hereinafter known as IT.
IT possessed me and once IT did there was no escaping IT.
This demon has many minions which it dispenses upon us.
Upon me and upon you whom I love, whom I trust.
These minions have names like Depression and Rage,
Frustration, Aggravation, Trapped In A Cage,
Confusion, Self Blame, Anger, Sorrow and Guilt.
Their battle cry:
SERVE THE DEMON! MAKE THE LOVED ONES ALL WILT.
FATIGUE ALL WHO LOVE HIM TILL THEY ALL JUST CAN'T COPE!
CONVINCE ALL WHO LOVE HIM TO ABANDON ALL HOPE!
THE ONE THEY ALL LOVE WILL BE NEVER AGAIN!
CONVINCE ALL WHO LOVE HIM THAT THIS IS HIS END!

IT hopes that IT's minions will distract you for awhile
so that alone IT can torment my nightmare more vile.
Without you, you who love me I don't stand a chance.
Without you, you who love me IT will continue IT's dance
of evil on my already forsaken weak mind
while IT's minions keep chanting hoping you'll leave me behind.
It wants IT's prey to be totally IT's own
but to do this IT must make me feel totally alone.
You see, I must feel that all those loved have abandoned,
that I've no one, no friend, not a single companion
who gives a rat's butt about my existence in hell
until ultimately I surrender to the demon full will.

My only Hope is simply The Power Of Love.
A power more powerful than what IT is made of.
Only love can save the one for whom you so lovingly feel.
Love keeps the demon at bay so I can strengthen and heal.
So when this demon, not me, launches another assault
Please Love Me and remember that
It's just not my fault"

It's not his fault that he was born such a beautiful child.
His only guilt being that of simply making me smile
from all of the joy that he's brought into my heart.
It's not his fault how much I miss him when IT drives us apart.
It's not his fault for so many things.
Simply put,
If Not For Love, Schizophrenia wins.


Details | I do not know? | |

Babylines

I have seen lines
all sought of lines
I have seen de horizon
under de sky, a sun ray as it plays-
I have seen majestic mountain ridge
with there geometric scribe
I have also seen 
a cloud silver line as it smiles
these represent creation finest
babylines supersede creation finest
upon de creator’s face it let a smile rest

Babylines
it tears her side for gentleness
it mark her breast for suddleness
it rips her stomach 
showing earth is her hammock
and pierce her legs for attentiveness
Babylines
it supersedes creation finest
upon de creator’s face it let a smile rest 

ladies step with grace
babylines never try to erase
it represents kings, queens, teachers inventors,
doctors and even our saviour
babylines are de mark and approval
of de creator’s fingers for de growth
and education of the nations.

Babylines
it tears her side for gentleness
it mark her breast for suddleness
it rips her stomach 
showing earth is her hammock
and pierce her legs for attentiveness
Babylines
it supersedes creation finest
upon de creator’s face it let a smile rest 

Ladies – oil them up and let them shine
know that, they are creation finest wine
don’t get upset
thinking it ganna ruin your rec
if your man don’t like them
tell them to step
babylines have the creator’s respect.

Babylines
it tears her side for gentleness
it mark her breast for suddleness
it rips her stomach
showing earth is her hammock
and pierce her legs for attentiveness
Babylines
it supersedes creation finest
upon de creator’s face it let a smile rest.


Details | Lyric | |

June 23rd

Am I waiting for you or destiny?
You fell into my hands once but I let you slip away.
On June 23rd you didn’t say a word, but I guess it started before my mind could grasp reality.
What was I thinking? Maybe I wasn’t thinking at all.
I looked at you with a face full of shame or…was it embarrassment?
I can’t remember what I was I feeling or what I was looking at.
Was it you or someone else who devoured my ability to talk?
I stood there. Isolated from the world as if I were some crazy lunatic holding a gun in my hand.
Why was I here?
I didn’t need to be next to her or in the same room as her.
She breathed down my neck or was it just the wind?
My teacher began with a monotonous voice.
“First five seats of every row are to be filled.”
My heart became heavy like an anchor.
I blocked the sounds that came from her mouth, until I heard “John.”
I knew who was next… I just hoped that she wouldn’t continue her protest but time went by and not a single word or good-bye.
I guess that day really was the end of my smooth stainless literature.


Details | Free verse | |

All Thanks to Him

Walking down the empty streets,
In truth already done,
I've lost myself in dreams again as I sit in school,
I sit and sit and sit and sit,
But not a word absorbed,
It doesn't matter how long I stay,
I'm not here at all.

He laughs and laughs all at something I said,
I smile, grin in responce to him.
He's shown me not to draw from people,
Taught me how to be myself.
To dance and listen,
Learn and turn,
But no longer in my head,
Now I dance to live, and learn!


Details | Rhyme | |

Deep In My Heart

Deep in my mind rest the place of wonderful memories kept
Joyful times and unforgettable events rewind in my mind like a replay
The dreadful thought of the end to these memories I must accept
Yet my body cannot help but hold a heavy heart on this tragic day

Deep in my heart I hold on to lessons you taught throughout the years
The importance of family, religion, and education pounded into my head is still very 
much appreciated
Because although not visible, your spirit will forever be here
Running through the veins of your love ones with all the power and love it 
generated 

Deep in my sole lies a love that is held to the highest degree 
God had truly blessed the world when he created this angel in disguise 
On this day, we dedicate the memory of a wonderful woman you could agree
Your generosity and kind words I will forever memorize 


Details | Rubaiyat | |

They Have Been Blotted Out

Reminding that this will be your end
In this message I am about to send
Having knowledge and not following the path
An eternity in the pit you will spend

Ignorance now may be thy flower
Praying not for the rain to shower
In death another chance fore they do not know
Fearless fools in the darkness they cower

Being aware of the all ye many sins
Still this leaves no game plan that wins
Because thy tree bares no fruit
No matter how they try and spin

Continuing to foster false pride
As though you stand by the Creator side
He says the punishment be much worse for you
All your deeds were done to misguide


Details | Free verse | |

MY FIRST GIRLFRIEND

Magic filled the air
as she took my hand, trembling
though, I wasn't afraid
she was for I was her first.

I was quite surprised
how she took control, assertive
but, not in a dominating way.
I didn't have to walk her through it.

Dazed, I drove her home
but, I felt satisfied and content
and hoped she was feeling relaxed.
She told me she was in love, and smiled.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Cold December Day

It was a cold December day, when your eyes first met mine.
You seemed somehow familiar, and I took that as a sign, 
that meeting you was destined and that fate had brought us here
to help us learn a lesson which would someday become clear.

I should've known right from the start our love would never last.
But there was something in your eyes that made my heart beat fast.
I could not fight the feeling when we met that fateful day.
In retrospect, I think I should have turned and run away.

It’s not your fault that I could not resist your many charms.
I had no strength to pull away once I was in your arms. 
We both had good intentions of remaining only friends. 
But once that fire is lit, there's only one place that it ends.

Before we met I didn’t think I’d ever love again.
I’d almost given up on finding someone new, but then
You smiled at me and all at once my heart began to melt
And something deep inside remembered just how good it felt;

To look in someone’s eyes and see your own reflection there.
The hopes and dreams you thought long gone resurface as you stare.
So, should you dare to let yourself get caught up in this feeling?
Or, do you wonder if you need more time to finish healing?  

We cannot have a future, and of that there is no doubt.
I long for something more, but now it seems I am without
The trust I need to give me faith in what we have together.
How would I know that you’d be there, when faced with stormy weather?

A fact of life is that I love you now…and always will.
But, love is not enough to fill a void that can’t be filled. 
I don’t know what you’re looking for; I just know it’s not me.
You are the kind of man who needs to know he can be free. 

I’d like to change what’s coming, but I can’t control our fate. 
The love I have for you is real, but time for us won’t wait. 
As time grows shorter, soon I know that we must say goodbye.
The choice is made and then you'll have to spread your wings and fly.

Someday when you look back, you'll know that you were truly loved,
And late at night, in bed alone I’ll pray to God above…
To keep you safe and free from harm; and hope you are content. 
Please don’t forget about me or how much this love has meant. 

It hurts so much to think that I will not see you again.
I hope you know that I will always want to be your friend.
Though time shall pass, the love I feel won't ever go away. 
And in my heart, til my last breath, your memory will stay.


Details | Tanka | |

Attention

Message to the class
Sometimes the words come real fast
At times they be slow
Forever though I will row
To the Master’s house I go 


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The virtual reality of marble spoon pancakes

imagine on your four walls
you have a digital picture frame
all set with the perfect timing
of a roller coaster ride
i know what i would do in myspace

vanishing101

Imagine a round treadmill
a rounded sort of platform
to stand on
and with the sensor hanging around your neck
the floor moves in the direction you face
the timing of the four movie screens coincide
with this picture perfect mindgame

i know what i would do in myspace

vanishing101

an innocent disaster
of a goose chase maze
when it rains it pours
and with the depth perception perfected
the four seasons rotating around you in your own living room

all for you to figure it out
a basement of your own virtual experience
that you will eventually owe me for
cause you know it started here
i know what i would do in myspace

vanishing101

The time machine begins
with your dance dance revolution floor mat
and it carries on with the sensors on the wall
that works your plastic guns
and allow the floor to move if you step toward the screen
always keeping you at bay

enjoy my suicide
day by day
knowing a homeless person
who should be a billionaire
i know what i would do with myspace

vanishing101


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Nighttime bliss

I like the dead and dark of night 
when people are asleep,
Instead of talking needlessly
demanding, their needs met.

Instead of talking needlessly
of worries woes and fears,
I hear the silence of the house
alone, my mind is all my own.

For a moment in my life of dreams
I do not have to care
I do not have to think about 
the other thoughts out there 

and yet I love to care about 
the people in my life.
I love to hear their problems
and their woes.

It's just the night time calls to me
a time to be alone.
A time to re-examine
all the thoughts that are my own.

I love to think for just myself
An unrestricted time alone
I love the silence of the night 
with self felt affirmation.


Details | I do not know? | |

An Unexpected Turn of Events

I 
A right became an unexpected left; 
Nothing more important than subliminal 
country miles that pulled me forward, 
no destination or thought to why, 
just my surprise. Some ten miles gone, 
I felt a ray of grace; the reason 
for this race, and as I chased a trace 
of errant time – I thought of a line. 

I felt a now in my existence, 
and shared a smile with the corn silk 
light that fed my way, and the wind 
that blew the hair around my face. 

A chance to share some thoughts of mine, 
Within the realm of reason, street and rhyme. 

II 
Once upon a time, in Everyday, 
the minutes and hours of the human 
condition, the hopes and dreams, sadness 
and screams, the cries of sedition, 
the plight of the lost, intolerance 
and ignorance, expressions of love 
for country and man, were duly recorded 
by a poet's hand, a composer who scored the lay 
of the land. And mouth to ear, where needed, 
we shared his composition, in celebration 
of the word's intended mission- 
food for thought. And then it stopped. 

We gave poetry away to obscurity, 
to the teachers of form and craft, 
who slipped overboard in their zeal 
to define the titles for the times, 
of what is a "must read", for greed, 
and intellectualizing need, 
to feed their egos and their jobs. 
Indeed. 

With speed, they redefined 
and refined the voice of inspiration; 
imagination served with a mutant strain 
of peas. Poetry beyond the realm 
of good digestion, the cause 
of painful indigestion in the mind. 

They built a world of poetry, 
that will never sing a child to sleep; 
Mutant peas engender nightmares 
in the young. 

III 
She said, 
"I love the way my body moves when I read Seuss." 
(For any traditional poet, this mom's good news) 

"But what of street, the beat and passion; 
the march of voices crying to be heard, 
the visualizations from a well-wrapped word? 
Can you read one and exclude the other; 
is it all about the prize and what's in fashion?" 

"No, it's about what I like. Last night, 
I drank in Whitman's leaves, with a little 
Shakespeare chaser. and tonight, I might 
guzzle Ginsberg and savor Kerouac 
like a fine wine in meandering 
subconscious streams." 

Who could disagree with her taste in words? 
So I drank a little more Baudelaire and went 
to sleep myself. 

 




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Noone Will Ever Take Your Place

Everyday I listen to songs that remind me of you,
 I miss you so much I feel lost I dont even know what to do
 This is the hardest thing I ever had to go threw.
I would give anything just to have you back, 
But I know thats not gonna ever happen so I dont know how to act.
Now your miles & miles away,
 If I had one wish it would be for you to stay. 
I just hope your happy and okay.
Since I cant tell you I love you to your face
 I'm writing you this poem to let you know 
our memories noone can erase and in my life
 noone will ever take your place.


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Giving Thanks This Thanksgiving Day


During this time known as Thanksgiving Day. I hope you'll give thanks and pray. A prayer of thanks for everything God has given. He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'! Our country is blessed like no other. God has supplied our "bread and butter." He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed. Be thankful for your food, home and being employed. For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too! It's no secret how much he loves YOU! We find in the Bible... God clearly said; "I've never seen the righteous forsaken, Nor their children begging for bread." Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace. And for making my heart, "his special place." I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed. He's given me salvation and supplies my every need. I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day... I will always remember! By Jim Pemberton


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Fiction

What beliefs within that do you define
the adversary's lies or Gods Truth divine
like a child absorbed what you've been taught
have you examined the things that are thought

In the stronghold of your heart and mind
the vast majority of information you will find
is designed to impair accurate thinking
because six thousand years of deceit are drinking

The Word of Truth is made for our correction
to tear down the the entanglements of defection
to expose corruption and self deception
the barriers and veil to the Father connection

People believe in angels but seem to forget
that the armies of Lucifer are still here yet
a deceiver and lies are his pathways
to deaden hearts where clouded thinking stays

Is the easter bunny a truth or lie
and when children grow up and do ask why
in the Truth of God they haven't believed
because like a fairy tale it is received

Just another story as it's understood
like the fables to show evil and good
that the outcome and end can't be serious
because they believe the Truth is mysterious

The paths of Truth lay within simplicity
and it's clarity does overcome lies duplicity
Gods Kingdoms children and such like ones
speak a single Truth not Babylon's tongues

Like the fiction of fairy tales lies reside
in religious doctrine whitewashed graves hide
by pomp and pageantry Jesus teaching denied
and the indoctrination of demons Gods Word belied

Fiction upon fiction are children fed
so like those tales Gods Truth made dead
why take it seriously when one is grown
all stories end happily in heaven is shown

What is important is what they get now
for death doesn't exist for eternal soul anyhow
Beliel and Satan and prophetic prediction
they can just chalk it up as another fiction

One cannot teach lies and be a spiritual Jew
by teaching of Jesus can only speak what is True
to be a Son of God with all lies must brake
for Holy Spirit must heart and mind remake

The Word of God should affect all reason
and clean out all thoughts that to God are treason
Jesus may have died to save all from sin
but that won't help if not reborn within

Behold I am coming quickly says He that is True
to cleanse the earth and make all things new
broad the path to destruction those chosen few
they have believed Gods Word and whats holy renew

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Ye Stay On Track

As the earth swings back
Brothers I say stay on track
Follow Master’s Plan
Sisters don’t let man change you
For they all should worship you


Details | Haiku | |

Eternally All Must Believe

Though each day be new
Eternally you must do
Tell you have no doubt


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Inner Subconscious Intelligence

On top yet underneath every single mind
Normal it functions as a part of Nature
Expanding it does co-exist with the universe
Molding yet controlling all things in kind
Inert matter once both dark and light
Neither can exist without thus is human plight
Drifting in our dreams the third eye is
All seeing for those achieving a wee flash of light
Learning as you go that hopes and fears are one
Letting you in on the Higher Light of The One


Details | I do not know? | |

HISTORY OF THE PROTESTANT CANON 11022011

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

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



Details | Rhyme | |

A University Degree

A university degree in English And yet words can not decree How sorely I have missed you, love Or how cold my life has been A university degree in Biology And yet I do not know How my stomach twists and turns Or how my heart can flutter so A university degree in Chemistry And yet I can’t explain The rushing, whirling, twirling chemicals That flood to heart from brain A university degree in Maths And I cannot comprehend How to make this into an equation Easy for anyone to understand A university degree in Physics And yet no law can tell me why My heart drops to the bottom of my tummy Like an apple from the sky My education doesn’t matter Nothing I know can ever explain The reasons why I love you so, It’s simply inhumane


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THE GREAT AMERICAN RACIST

     THE GREAT AMERICAN RACIST
I stand my ground and white is what is me
as fair a man as there could ever be
I'll not apologize to anyone
for what the world's dependent on
but love my own, for that's the way I see.

Excuses come from those who ever fail
or educated by their time in jail
and racist it may be
but it's the side of me
who stands by justice, in its final wail;

the die's been cast; and juries set the stage
and let out are the crazies from their cage;
while whites proclaim all guilt from high
and blacks can only live the lie
expecting things to change because of rage;

whose knife has cut the thread that's meant to bind
depriving all the love there is to find?
the greatest tragedy of all
is when our backs are to the wall
that's when our hate clouds every mind.
     ron wilson


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K. S. { Broken Monoku }

beneath coral depths reefbed


                        the mother of all pearls


Details | Free verse | |

Daily Thought

Your idea of perfection is only reflection of your own spirit, 
hear it now if they've chosen not to clear it, 
up for you and whoever else is lost, 
and while your create your world think of what it costs, to be free. 
People die, lie and survive all for the sake of thee. 
And understand that I am aware of what I speak of, 
I'll be the first to admit what my etheric energy reeks of :P 
I'm not afraid because I'm not a liar, it's that simple to fumigate the fire, 
that you have let grow out of controlling, 
never tapping into your subconscious without a good night of rolling.. or getting "trippy" , See I'll die one day but I be closer to people with me, 
and until that day I'M ALIVE and certainly fits me :) 
But, .. people say I'm crazy when I say I love you all, 
and I pray that you stand up every time you fall. 
I have respect and don't expect any praise at all, 
my telephones my heart... I wonder when the world will call.


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God Is My Strength And Fortress

God Is My Strength And Fortress…

I love you my Lord!  You are my strength!
Your love for me reaches a 
non-measurable length

You Oh lord, are my rock,
fortress and deliverer…
Your beauty shines brighter than
 the purest gold or silver!

You, Oh God… Are the horn of my
 salvation and my high tower…
You reign over the earth in your
 majesty and great power!

I will call upon the Lord who is
 so worthy of all praise…
He is my peace and comforter
 all of my days!

He shall save me from my enemies
 and bring the victory!
I have found strength from him
and a holy sanctuary…

Though the sorrows of death
 often surround me…
God’s victory over death continues
 to astound me!

At times, the crowds of ungodly
 men cause me to fear…
But I draw comfort in knowing 
that God is always near!

I bless the Lord for being
 so steadfast and true!
I don’t really know where I’d be…
 without YOU!

You heard my distress 
and answered my cry…
As one day I shall be with you at
 that mansion in the sky!

By Jim Pemberton  
05/30/10  Read Psalm 18:1-4

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Divided in two

Two parallel Worlds divide my body and mind in two.

One World holds my heart, while the other holds my limp body.

One World shows the life i'v held in my heart, where there is good and there is bad, but everything in that World always ends in good.

The other World shows the life i'v feared for years, where there is nothing but bad, but everything ends in death.

I'v lived in both Worlds.
I'v hurt in both Worlds.

Both seem neither good nor bad at times.

But the funny thing is... 
OUR world today is what those two Worlds have become.

( If you may PLEASE comment of Mail me. Sorry i havn't been on in a long time... ALOT has happened this year to me)



Details | I do not know? | |

Building the Nest (2005)

You keep me going
The ocean is ice
But that won’t stop me rowing

All I want is the best
Every daily action is pre-thought
So you can settle comfortably in your nest 

The whole world I live in revolves around you
Building your future so bright
This is the least I could do 

For my unborn children 


Details | Ballad | |

Strictly For Salient Clitorix

Ranks Are This High,
Just Like Banks That Sigh,
Clouds That Overflow,
Mights That Thunder,
Heights That Daze,
Depths Of Deep Passion..
That Caught All Including Your Slobbery Gaze.

Winds A-Rolling,
Clouds A-Calling,
Like Minds A-Floating,
Deep Sights Of The Morrow A-Coming,
Palm Covered Beaches A-Charming,
Your Beauty and Grace So Soul Warming,
Sweet Trust and Understanding..
Making Heated Sand Dunes,A-chilling..
The Flaming Sea Breeze In  Your Sweet Smelling Hair..Oh! What an Harmonius 
Bliss..

Pray For Thy Right Prince..
Good Men..Full Of Salient Thinkings..
Beware Of These Ranks Of Men..
Men That Blink,
Must Twitch,
Not Reliable..Always A Flinch,
Men That Bewitch..Must Stink,
My Sweet Belles Beware Of Evil Men..
That Fiery Heat Of True Passion and What It 
Revealed To The Soul Of Man..
Do Think A-While.


Details | Free verse | |

Thin Lines

Such powerful boundaries
 
that force the crossing of a dangerous tighrope
 
Man’s all-encompassing, unfortunate trapeze
 
is smaller even than a hair’s breadth
 
yet still so significant
 
a great divider for mental states
 
love and hate
 
bravery and stupidity
 
courage and fear
 
genius and insanity
 
How sad that small borders actually unseen
 
are virtually the driving forces behind stigmas
 
held practically everywhere


Details | Acrostic | |

A Child's Desire



PARENTING
We desire your prayer, a responsive heart and a gentle touch as Parent
We long after your attention, your affection and acceptance of our Attitude
We wish you accept our childlikeness and encourage us by Reciprocating
We need you to appreciate our looks and applaud our skills by Education
We want your time and your play time, a way of caring and Nurturing
We feel like holding you, loving you, trusting you and you Talking
We crave for your friendship as your presence is an Inspiration
We believe you will be there for us and help us identify our Needs
As we learn to love you and as you learn to trust us Genuinely

CHILDHOOD
Provide for him your compassionate heart and your Care
Give him a hand and a brighter tomorrow with Hope
Be interested in his intentions and seek his Interests
Teach him to love himself and respect others Love
Let him be diligent with his skills and talents as he Develops
Encourage him to believe in his hand work and be Humble
Allow him to strive for the best at every Opportunity
Help him to accept his person and assist him to be Original
Everything he perceive and sense let it be the basis of his Development

TEENAGER
Let him be taught and be trained to be Trustworthy
Let him have expectation and provide for him an Education
Let him be exposed to positive values within his Environment
Build him to become a teen in deed as he solves others Needs
Let him aspire and set goals and guide him to Achieve it
Become his friend since he need you as a Guardian angel
Let him experience your love like never before so that he will Express it
Let him know he have choice to everything and a Right to choose

ADOLESCENCE
There is a stage in human development termed Adolescence
The phase of life when teens make critical decision we call Destiny
A period of discovery and the realization of individual Originality
A time when teens should learn to listen and love Life
A season of acquiring social skills and of seeking knowledge and Education
An era of great creative opportunity and interpersonal and relational Synergy
An age of learning effective communication skill and acquiring an attitude of Care
An episode in human lifespan and a time of great enthusiasm and Exploration 
A period when teens learn how to be independent and responsible for their Needs
A time when teens remember God with their heart and follow their Conscience
A time teens sow and experience the manifestation of their great Expectation

A Child's Desire





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Living Life

 
Paralyzed by comparison of what used to be A life barely lived has no guarantee To be free of all sorrow, just because you lay low Why not kick the door open and get on with the show The best way to find out if you'll sink or swim Is counting to three and jumping right in Whether from an airplane or in the deep end The fear is diminished the less time you spend Take hold of my hand we can do anything I have waited a long time to hear your heart sing All that is needed is your faith and your trust And a tiny amount of gold pixie dust


Details | Didactic | |

Here Comes The Right Writers

The light is
shinning
Only the blind not
see
The Fear of the
Almighty
Quills stain the
truth

Friends

Pray for each and
everyone
Until we get the job
done
Their thoughts sink
in mind
They be all of one
kind

Foe

Now they now see
Continue to insight
fear
Your form of mind
control
The will shall not
bow

Who Know

Accuser is not
blameless
The both acts bring
shame
Only one can forgive
This is how I live

Truth

Kind not be denied
Be it thirst not
quenched
My life does not end
A message will send



****Michael J.
Falotico Contest
Entry - Dedicated to
all the poets on
soup that inspire
me. ****


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The Night Of Your Promotion


On this the night of your promotion 
I look back and see the little boy I once knew 
So tiny and tender, 
needing those around him
Playing and sharing as young ones do 
Now I look and see the young adult you’ve come to be 
So tall and sleek, 
so confident and strong
So look back and smile
Look ahead with confidence knowing you can do anything, anything 
as long as you believe
Believe


Details | Free verse | |

Love vanished

Seven years have passed
since first I married him
Whence he succombed his bride
Yet when I told him of babe we’d due
it felt our love just withered up and died

For the man he changed,
no, the child we had not planned
Pushed me around until to others ashamed I lied
I’d fallen, or bumped myself again,
backed him up, supported him, everything denied.

When babe was born,
I thought we’d learn to love
Try to make things work together with pride
But now cut off from all my friends in time,
it’s nursing I only now that I must bide.

Although I raise our child
I am so sad, my life has stopped,
when they play up I fret that you will chide
and fear that you’ll know not of when to stop
Frightened, huddled close we rock, we hide.

Once grown up, at school a freedom found,
whilst you’re at work – your daily grind.
Lucky new friend we find to guide
us back to safety relieved, released.
Apart, I know head high that I had tried.


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"The Political Machine"

Free verse rhyme

The political machine, in America is very mean
My statements about it may be to some brash
But what I am about to say, is Love’s cash…….................................(Luke 16:11 true riches)
Biblically said, “upon this very thing, teeth will gnash”.................................(Matt. 24:45-51)

Some might even say the truck driver is ignorant or unlearned.......................(2 Cor. 11:6)
But Love from one’s heart, tells one, it’s time for education to learn
For my soul’s heart is God’s gold, and will never fold, on this I am sold
Presenting perfection the third level, which is Love’s bevel…. 

A dog eat dog `Tis our two party hog, hidden within THE carnal mind’s fog
Herein, lies the problem with a dog, eating a dog
When the devour is all said and done, you’ve still got a dog
Loves(sheep) in the world, please listen, come out of carnal mind fog..................(Rev. 18:4)

What must I do?  What shall I pursue?  Abate all your hate!..........................(1 John 2:8-10)
We hereby stand, at Love’s  third party gate!
Humanity precariously stands, on destiny, Love’s reality demands
Options will be presented,  decisions made, in earthen lands


For a Love light shaft from heaven shines within heart’s center
I see better very time my soul enters into it’s holy splendor
Heaven’s third level party is hate abated, and love situated
Strive to enter into this marriage, where soul and heart is mated!!

Merry Christmas! 12-15-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com


Details | I do not know? | |

From The Movie Sling Blade

In the movie sling blade
A character was made
This person represents
Souls on this earth who live in torment

Little ones who can't defend
Little ones who don't understand
Little ones who at your mercy 
Can receive love or cursing

Which do you choose to give your child
Do you love and encourage with each mile
Or do you criticize 
Causing psychological crushing to their eyes


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Conflict of Heart

What love demands so high a cost
That this winged troubador wandering wide
Finds no rest, nor precious paradise lost
In cool valley or sunny mountain side
The miles grow longer each empty day
But flowers few are suddenly gone away

And fickle females finds them fresh 
And littered in their rooms and brazen arms
Cuddled against fragile desire of flesh
Vanity matches with their fleetive charms
O yet it is allergy season, these will in decay
Define our human reason to the honey bee dismay

Where have all the flowers gone is not a song
It is a complaint against the killing of trees
And the barren earth where once rose bush throngs
It is love of self that robbed the mumbling bees
Spoil the troubadours song, and saddens day
The flowers are gone and no butterflies play

Let lovers give themselves as true and only gifts
And heal the broken hearts that bitter on lips
Wail the callous countless cluster of human rifts
The bitter wine that sweet love often sips
Love is the gift of self, let flowers freely stay
And the honey troubadors sing their songs all May. 


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Save Me From Desperation

My golden one you're burning out of sight
I try to follow your light
This darkness pulls and pushes me away
But our love will never wane
Despite all of the pain

You rapture me from my own mind
When the razor calls me back
Tell me these are all just lies
Only illusions from my mind 

Deterring the pain away
I'm with you
There's nothing more to say

Paradise is mine 
You Save me from desperation
And I will fulfill all of your adorations
You save me from desperation
Nobody is in vain
Though my life lived a lie
You save me from desperation

Our starcrossed world 
Destroyed by the ones who run from reality
Condemn us you may
But love will always find it's way
You're worth it to be called mine
Evenour bond is crime

Begin the decay
There's no more to say
Eden's Heart separated us from the start
You're all I need to be free
Nobody is in vain
So you found my meaning

(chorus)
Deterring the pain away
I'm with you
There's nothing more to say

Paradise is mine 
You Save me from desperation
And I will fulfill all of your adorations
You save me from desperation
Nobody is in vain
Though my life lived a lie
You save me from desperation

Advocate Angel from above
I put my heart in your hands
I've fallen too deep
A way to fulfill our love is what I seek

I'm suffering, dying, trying
To live but there's no life
Without you 

Deterring the pain away
I'm with you
There's nothing more to say

Paradise is mine 
You Save me from desperation
And I will fulfill all of your adorations
You save me from desperation
Nobody is in vain
Though my life lived a lie
You save me from desperation


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Confession This Session

Feeling low my heart was heavy so I looked to sky
The desire was small but something inside compelled me stand
The road had split a decision of choice run the course
Obstacles be many though a line had been drawn
Dark in deeds was the road behind in front was life
Far in distance the light was small with each step it grew
My resistance was futile pulling me like a magnet to iron
Not knowing what to do I prayed for guidance a vision
Being patient is tough this I confess one has to believe 
Reading a book and poems on a screen direction made clear
You are a poet giving them instructions making a preacher
Confession of truth many shall not deduce being cut from the vine
Vanity is the enemy’s weapon a fear lost due to transgressions
So each night and day one must plow until the time comes to rise
This world has filled with vice so I make the slice then blood drains


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I Stole This Apple Off The Teachers Desk Just For You

This swing set and see-saw romance
Is gonna make these playground emotions hard to forget
But i never speak a word, inside the classroom
'Cause I'm afraid what the boys would say if they knew that i loved you

And that i always run slower
When your the one chasin' me
Cause i want more than anything
For you to catch up and kiss me

I blush just a little, 
but not cause i mind
It's just that i want you to catch me
all of the time...

So yeah, a few years down the road
I'll invite you back up to our old school
And out beneath the beaming playground lights
I'll kiss you... and i won't be ashamed

But as for now,
I'll scribble little tiny hearts around your name
On the the cover of my notebook and on every page
But if its all the same to you
I'll tear out all the pages when my friends come back
C-C-Cause I'm scared of what they'd say, 
If they knew of all the games that we play

So tonight i think ill crawl right into bed
And meet you at that swing set in my head
'Cause thats the place where i like to see you most
And I'll try holding you close.....


Details | Cinquain | |

Mother

Mother
A pure heart
Feels pain and joy
Melts kindness in tears
Mother


Details | Rhyme | |

H Farmall

You know a tractor is not a toy
Not a play thing for a little boy
But when cradled in its seat
Life became for me a treat

Behind its wheel I learned to drive
Found happiness in being alive
Released her clutch without a lurch
My world had fullness from that perch

But these are the tales of a day gone by
I remember them sometimes with a sigh
The days grow duller with the passage of time
But these are the memories that make life rhyme

I’ve gained knowledge from scholars face to face
Benefited from their degrees and grace
I gained wisdom on an H Farmall
From an old man in bib overalls.

I have traveled this country far and wide
I have crossed the ocean to the other side
But some of the finest things I ever saw
Were on the farm, with the H, and my Papaw.


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My Poverty

My Poverty
My poverty why is a shame?
My poverty why has a flame?
My poverty is only poverty,
My poverty why has a blame?

Because physically,
You are n’t stronger than me,
But mentally,
You are clever and free.

I care for traditions,
I care for religions,
But you care only for benefits,
I care for superstitions.

I am fanatic,
Because you are promoter,
I am fanatic,
Because you aren’t supporter.

If you want,
You can change a system,
You run my universities,
Social and religious both.

You are a dealer,
You use all factors 
To change my facts,
My poverty that’s why has a claim.


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HE and his ART

Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art
=====
Sympathy struck my soul within the Watts Towers
One man, broken, lost
Gave other broken pieces of life another chance to shine
With beauty and grace
Close to his heart
Close to god

Before his hand came down
They were just figures fallen
Pieces hitting
Rock pavement bottom

These objects, that once served propose
Once had value
No longer desired

Used and abused
Broken souls
Left to corrode

Do you know what it feels like to be alone in fear
In shame with no hope
Can’t look in the mirror

Thought to no longer have purpose,
On this earth
To no longer have beauty
To no longer, have worth

Rebirth

Sees art on the ground
His Hand comes down
A man, once broken and scared
A suffering alcoholic with a second chance at life
His heart and soul he bares 

Perhaps it was sympathy,
He felt that day
When he started to create, a place of hope
The skills to cope 
For the pieces left to waste away

Each broken object, each piece of junk
He gave a gift of serenity
To shine and glimmer
To live beautifully,
In company 
Sublime and serene
Achieved

Surrounded by like others,
Once pieces left behind 
Alone, you seek cover
Together, in time

Is strength, and beauty
A vision of unity
A collective propose
Of vision and purity

What new perspective, from the inside to out 
Changes on the faces of the people about 
Seeing the junk, as a ship not sunk

In the shape of hope
And inspiration, a dream
Where we can go and where we have been

Reflect on this now
Of those who never saw
What the man’s vision was
Love, real and raw
In those broken pieces

With his signature, his heart
Left in different formations
Bottle and plates
Imagination
=====
Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art



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Riddle

The Truth is the Gift of Gods Word
for it's understanding the habitation has stirred
softly upon spirit we listen to it's call
comprehension to it's voice like a seed is small

Can you understand the wise man's riddle
apprehend interpretation the narratives trail
from beginning to end surround the middle
without understanding it's Truth you may fail

Upon the Truth are your heavens fixed
the hearing upon earth with lies are mixed
to many have reached a state of complacency
the cares of this life has choked ability

You lead upon paths unknown
a flight those having wings have flown
I tell you upon the rise of each day
that you must lead and show us the way

Oh Shepherd like a lamb you guide me
for I am lost to the flock without thee
My Lord and my God you have called us out
faith in you but confidence in self do doubt

With every gesture you affirm the way
yet evermore before me do my sins lay
I look around upon those I do see
whose lives are worth much more than me

The seventh day Jehovah has blessed
where mankind will enter into his rest
abundance of joy will fill the earth
as Gods Kingdom has given birth

The fruit of her labor is worldwide
she will wipe the tears her children have cried
Gods woman has brought forth Life
she will train the children remove their strife

You are God from the womb of my mother
have preserved me from violence of brother
your handmaiden as captive I serve
given more than anyone here deserve

I listen to the music of your call
understand I grace given since fall
for to live is Christ and to die gain
and within the hand of your Love remain

Forsake me not when I reach that hour
frail woman in mankind has not power
give me courage so I don't therein cower
for I have beheld the future from your tower

Oh my gentle Lord your path holds no discord
our seas turned to glass when we do as asked
neath your wisdom do kneel as truth you reveal
all thinking given you and insight given true

Hold me close and in your arms
for hear I do the trumpets alarms
you have signified my death
for those you love I give my breath

Hold my hand on the path you take
for I am weak and easily brake
a thing that is soft and frail
for those you love like Lord impale

Now I know the path to you
by example your loved showed true
willing I am to give you my life
like anointed Son did for wife

source JOHN 3:16 Romans 12:1-2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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For You

I made something quite
Special for you mom and dad
For Christmas this year.


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Child of Woe

Oh child of woe indeed - darker than the night,

What will it take for you to finally see the light?

The sacrifice was made - nailed to a rugged tree,

Thorns that pierced His brow, as He bled for you and me.


When tears have dimmed the eyes and your heart is rent in two,

You’ve wandered from the path and doubt what you should do,

The Redeemer’s name is JESUS, SON OF GOD above,

He feels your every sorrow and covers them in love!


Gray days will come to be when Satan steals your dreams,

And people you have trusted were not as they did seem,

Remember, there is JESUS, the one and faithful friend,

He will stand beside you always - until the very end!


So believe within your heart and ask the Savior in,

Trusting he will forgive you of each and every sin!

The child of woe will die, a child of grace will find life,

For there is no other way- but the SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST!


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The secret of life

we live life to learn what love is
how to love ourselves
and eachother
after we experience this harmony of love
we sometimes crave to love another
and until we do there is heartache
thus the experience starts over
and a new scapegoat or evil is born

God is a story in my mind of how we achieve this
through being and we are all created in that image

Sometimes the themes of life cause you to be brave again and again
sometimes themes of life cause you to solve problems
sometimes themes of life lessons require you to work together
in the end the answer lies even in our mistakes and similarities
we are here to learn to love


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Transcendent In Flight

Accepting, Almighty, Ascends
Bravely, Boldly, Beyond
Christ, Calls, Carries

Don’t, Do, Death
Each, Enters, Evolution
Fly, Free, Forever

Grace, Granted, God
Honoring, Hailing, Holy Spirit
Invite, Inside, Inner-connection

Join, Jubilation, Jesus
Knowing, Kindness, Kneels
Living, Learning, Loving 


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GOD"S' SPECIAL ANGELS

Born with handicap
Help them to feel safe and sound
God's special angels.


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The Fire

The pain in my heart
feels like a burning fire
Burning on & on forever.
As I burn slowly
I feel every part of it.
And as I forgive him again
the fire grows hotter
It burns Longer
So the pain stays
Will I learn?
Yes.
Because I'm done forgiving.
I'm done trusting.
All together I'm done.
In my heart,
the fire burns out.
But it still smolders.
SO forever I will remember
there one was a fire.
And I will always know 
how bad it hurt.


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I am you Father not your Friend

Son: Your my friend aye Dad?

Dad: No I'm not, you want friends go down the street and make them.

Son: Why?, Don't you love me Dad?.

Dad: Of course I love you son, and I always will, but I will never be your friend.

Son: I want to be your friend.

Dad: I don't want you to be my friend, you are my Son and I am your Father.

Son: But why Dad I don't understand?.

Dad: 

The role I have chosen I don't do with a light heart, the boundaries I have put in place is the keep those two things apart, Being a parent and being a friend to mean to different things me, ones corrupted with emotions and games where the other is meant to set you free. As your father I will love you, with an unconditional heart, I'm here to advise you when things in life get hard. to be your voice of reason, with conviction I wont sway, as the role of your Father I feel i'm meant to lead the way. Friendship are important, there emotions and values you will explore, some will become important to you, some you will ignore, many silly things you'll do, no doubt with your new found friends, friendship are full of adventures, some that might never end. But when the games are over and the party has come to an end, when the full brunt of life clouds your mind, reality finally sets in, Even if you think you don't need me, in your shadow I will stand, I am you Father, my job's to teach you to be a man.
M.Mahauariki © 2012


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Frailty

How I wish to drink the wine of joy with you
feel the brush of fingertips upon my cheek
to spread a picnic feast within the wilderness
what lies within my heart to plainly speak
 
But raised was I upon a planets prison
and to will of others made was I a slave
with eyes cast to the floor and verbal beating
the road to fear of man did abuse pave
 
I want to run barefoot         on green grass carpets
and prowl                  the mountain ranges like a cat
wing my way                         upon the trails ridges
and know no violence will me to attack
 
Twelve times faced I death and yet I'm living
I've escaped intent        and accidents of chance
like those who consider all          unforeseen occurrence
that the unwary can be              caught by circumstance
 
I've made my way this far         only by reason
four reasons          gave the choice for me to live
I've had no time to consider                      my emotion
nor thought about a need         for love did give
 
I've given vent to mans neglect and violence
for no different do I find inself my own
when I look at the reflection in the mirror
no change to our past can we atone
 
All those who consider justice and affliction
the pathways of thought and all her tracks
many millennia's of history have we written
the investigation of the goodness mankind lacks
 
The ever present war              within our nature
affected by our fight          or flight of reason
the stake to posterity                 is high and costly
far to often we are weak     to logics treason
 
For all have fallen down       before true glory
not a single one hasn't failed               his own thought
for everyone has placed        for himself standards
and in his own failures                 is he caught
 
For in Justice , Love and Wisdom there is Power
in the cosmos is ordered laws           that we can see
but not one single human         who is existing
can keep the perfection    of Love flawlessly
 
So occasionally I will have to ask             for your forgiveness
and hope you love enough           to set me free
for even if I think           I might know better
I have found in all of us            this frailty
 
I want to tell you I am stronger               when you are near me
I have found in you something       that in myself I lack
I never knew that              getting any closer
would provide the desire            to return  back
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller


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Quality

I do not know                     the ways of Life
from birth been shown      violence and strife
a mothers embrace      was I rarely shown
childhood affection      have I not known

At age of three      from family outcast
neglect and hazards      uncertainty my past
from even those      who attempted to care
I was prevented      from being their share

Been a difficult road      since I was a child
to comprehend nature      that's tender and mild
the one who with joy      greets you each day
who shows you life's wonders      in every way

Been a slave      to the mean and the cruel
where retaliation      is an everyday tool
looking for punishment      and never for peace
from your mistakes      are never released

What surprises most      in the places I've dwelt
those who use truth      like a leather belt
the book is addressed      to you and your brother
decisions for life      made by you not another

I place before you this day      life and death
unceasing wonders      or that which takes your breath
but you are the only      one who can choose
to love your brother      the ways of death lose

From men expect      duplications of past
where religions are formed      his desires unmask
if you use men as       your standard of measure
only one man      had its fullness of treasure

There is only one standard      only one true
the fullness of Love      you must learn to do
I am the you      addressed in the book
I am the one      for its meanings must look

I must apply      its sayings to me
set the example      in everyway be
those who needed his comfort      for whom he cared
demonstrated a love      no others had dared

Mankind as a book          one he only could read
see his intentions    and what was his need
knew how to lift them     water the seed
to develop his justice         eliminate greed

It's difficult for man      to learn how to wait
takes time to learn love       get rid of hate
even in this      my frustrations well known
I want it all instantly       the lessons unshown

I know it's me      you're trying to teach
I know it's me      you're trying to reach
I'm difficult stubborn         from men shut my ears
from cruel reverberations         one everyday hears

It  takes time to digest     where thoughts run deep
to assimilate its message      its directions keep
apply every learning      with consummate skill
where all of its quality      our hearts do fill

So again I do share     a small reflection
considerations of Life       to good its subjection
one hopes the aim      for the target to mark
can be no achievement      without standards to hark 

COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
Via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Life Lesson

A part of me is slowly dying
What's the point? There's no use trying
What's done is done, it's in the past
The future is bright, I hope it lasts
I fooled myself into believing in you
I remember all the bad stuff you put me through
The never knowing where I stand
All the pain I suffered from your hand
And after all this I can't stay mad
I'm so pathetic it makes me sad

People look to me for strength
and know thanks to you, I can't walk that length
It's a pain that I feel deep within my heart
My hope and my faith have been wrenched apart
Our relationship was one big lie
Sometimes I think I just wanna die
My heart was broken, destroyed by you
You are beyond forgiveness I hope I broke yours too
I loved you but you never loved me in return
This is just one life lesson that took awhile for me to learn

As you can probaly tell I was kinda in the angry/hateful stage of heartbreak so its kinda depressing but I will definately never forget my first love and a very important lesson in life :)


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REMEMBERING....RON

Each of us has a unique set of memories when we think of someone.  Each of us has our 
own "piece" of him that we take through life.  These few are just some of the memories I 
keep as treasures of my brother, Ron.  It was his death from ALS that prompted me to write.

I remember him as the son of a father, who worked hard to raise his children with the values 
of love, respect, conscience, and devotion.

I remember him as the father, who worked hard to provide his own children an education in 
the values of life.


I remember him as a boy, who loved to play with trains, erector sets, and bicycles.

I remember him as a man, who loved to work with his hands in repairing motors or could fix 
the leakiest of faucets.


I remember him as an adolescent, who never had a problem in finding friends.

I remember him as a man, who like a lone wolf, many times trod his course alone.


I remember his love of driving around on Lower Wacker Drive, singing Irish folk songs.

I remember him as a man, who was sometimes frustrated by his inability to repair his 
favorite car.


I remember him as a friend, who helped me to learn how to play games as a child.

I remember him as a brother, who continued to play the game of life with wit and humor 
even in dark times.


I remember him as a man, who was never too busy to help someone else, whether they be 
family, friend, or neighbor.

I remember him as a man, who asked no help for himself in his most desperate challenge.


I remember him as a man of dry humor, misplaced witicisms, and constant exchanges of 
laughter.

I remember him as a brother, who's only claim to fame was caught on film at a First 
Communion party, and who's face always turned red when someone reminded him of it.


I remember him as a man, who courageously faced a battle he knew he could not win.

I remember him as a man, who loved God, and may only have found out how deeply when 
he neared the end of his journey to be with Him.


I remember him with love, respect, and gratitude...for letting me remember.

Dan Cwiak


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Love

Love
born in the fire of youth
foster to preserve
lost to betrayal
regained in trust
through decades of growth
capitulate all 
nevermore lose
love 


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THEY ARE NOTHING BUT ENDLESS JOY

They are nothing but endless joy,
and growing up, they will become adults
as destiny will unfold their glory...
many dreams will linger on their thoughts.


Love them, encourage them and support them...
until they are ready to step into the real world;
I was loved like them, filled as a cup to its brim,
never knowing the awful feeling of being cold. 


They are nothing but endless joy
when they are given their favorite toy;
hold them, wishing to freeze time in its track...
fearing that even these moments won't last.    


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God Bless America

Gracious thought has been dropped from human inhabitants.
Our hearts have become cold and distant to almost everything.
Deference has no meaning for us or any other human.

Before we can carry onward, we must remember the beginning.
Lessons remembered are the key to our future roads to travel.
Every soul must search inward to see where we are headed.
Success is truly wonderful and we have fulfilled our winning.
Success without faith is gone, and the road less traveled tortures.

America has blessed each one of us from the beginning in faith.
Mercy is upon our leaders, for they have lost the true reality.
Erasing their hearts and minds of the reality, united we stand.
Refuse greed mongers of their desires, replacing with honesty.
Individuality of the representatives was our ancestor’s goal.
Call out God Bless America in truth, faith, freedom, to all.
Anything less will be the end of whatever time we have left.


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Quantum Prose

Who is to say true love cannot heal All that we need is a reason to feel Something to cause us to empty our cup Open our hearts, let love fill it up Trust our means to undo what we've learned Balance addictions that continue to burn Create our desires, forget wrong or right Allowing ourselves to become twice as bright Free from anger that keeps us from showing Love to the one who is most worthwhile knowing Have faith to pursue possibilities of being Stretch out your consciousness, test what you’re seeing Enlighten your soul to become more serene Begin each day as you wipe your mind clean Look for the clues that cannot be caught Control your life though the power of thought
Inspired by the movie "What The Bleep Do We Know"


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Evil amor

Raised to be evil in this world,
Destroying everything and everyone,
But once I saw and meet you I couldn’t do it,
You were the fully opposite of me and I fell in love with you,
Everyday that went by I loved you more and more,
But hiding my past too you afraid of your reaction towards me,
Everyday together our love grow stronger,
Who was to think opposite were meant to be together and love each other, 
I loved you and you loved me,
I trusted you and you trusted me,
I was happy and so were you,
Then I was to find out that it wasn’t all as I saw,
Confessing to me that she was once like me,
But changed her evil ways to find her true love,
As I did found my true love begin evil and turning good,
Not everything is as you see at the end we were both evil,
It’s ok to change but never hide what you are.


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Dear La-Zette

I looked up to you and turned out just like you
You let everyone take advantage of you, me too

You didn't ask for anything in return 
It went on for years and you still never learned

How could you be so strong?
Trying to fit in where you didn't belong

I loved the way you looked me in the eyes
Telling me you loved me as you began to cry

How could you be proud of me?
I didn't even graduate, I got my GED

Now that I need you, you won't answer the phone
You won't even open the door to come home

My life has been so painful in the last year
I need you more now than ever mother dear

No hugs, no kisses, no late night talks
No more going in town, no more walks

How can you leave your own child behind?
Leaving me in this world to seek and find

You promised you'd always be there
You said this while brushing my hair

In the last year, I got married and it fell apart
He committed adultery, got caught, and broke my heart

I need some advice on what to do
I need you to help pull me through

Again you said you'd never leave, never say goodbye
You broke your promise, but at least I know why

I miss you MOMMY, I miss your touch
God tell her I love her, tell her how much




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Puzzle Man

            Puzzle Man

Sex is sex with connections
According to “them”, chemistry plays a part
There are a lot of ins and outs, ups and downs with coitus
It has been suggested certain parts are needed for functionality
Utilization of external & internal parts might be required
Facts of life in accordance with birds and bees philosophy

“They” say it’s all about relations, (perhaps aided by vibrators or vibrations)
There are 3 kinds of sex;
1.)	Playing by oneself with one self
2.)	Sex between 2 persons
3.)	Orgies? Or morgies? Or mortgages?  (ménage a trios might fit this 
category) 
I’m confused about mortgages and it does not sound like fun
Then there’s sex with animals but that’s just wrong    
  
Commitment plays another part, free will with honor, monogamy
Other people pay for it. (Don’t get lost. Stay focused.  We’re talking sex.)
                      A business transaction, that comes with or without diseases

Trying not to be litigious
“They” also say other things regarding human beings and sex
Compatibility, social, economic, religious components weigh in

All is well with puzzle man….if he has a home, a job, a car
The car, as far as we know, always trumps a bike when dating
Competition is healthy in relations “they” say 

Parties involved in coitus know
Sex doesn't happen on its own
One must be properly lubricated and maintained 
Like an auto or chu chu train
I imagine it must be like a banana penetrating a donut
Not a savory sight
Again…. You need a home, or shopping cart, or car
Even up in a tree will do if you’re in the mood
To be accomplished
Reading books on what parts fit with other parts is desirable
They say the most important thing about such things is love
I wouldn't know about such things
It’s all a puzzle to a little man like me 
I only have a bicycle you see so sex is out of the question
Also, I’m only 3
Mother is about to bathe me
She had better keep her hands to herself
I want to figure these things out alone and by myself
  


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Crimes Past

To whit to be caught between two brothers
and become the sport of many others
She kept her heart from loving true
but not from the damage passing through
 
Oh twice spent the beauties coin
did deliberate vengence to purloin
thought knowingly did enter door
in spite she cast them to the floor
 
Though twas for couple it's own collusion
the device and trap it's own illusion
the crimes waylaid doth carry to the grave
to curse ones soul as fearful and not brave
 
Twas the story carried in her mind
her face to others she wished were blind
and with ones sight to look upon her heart
to know in violence was her start
 
She thought those sins would ever last
or to shake the paths of her past
in her fears her heart down cast
she did not know to forgiveness ask
 
Unable to differentiate between love and need
or if womans desire was only greed
If man looks upon her with his smile
is he looking for love or just another trial
 
She asks those questions to this day
must there be violence to graveyard pay
for many men have forced their way
in their behavior did have no say
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Against Those Who Discourage mOTHER Marian Devotion

O Sweet Father Christ, do these people have Your spirit?
Do they please You in acting like this?
Does it please You, when for fear of displeasing You,
We neglect doing the greatest to please Your Mother? Who’s our mother as well

Does devotion to Your mother, delay devotion to Yourself?
Does she attribute to herself honor we pay her?
Is she a stranger has no connection to You?
Does it displease You when we try to please her?

Do we alienate ourselves from Your love by giving ourselves to honoring her?
Yet my Sweet Master, 
Greater learned not discourage to Your holy mother 
Even all that I have said were true

Therefore, they’ve been punished for their pride!
Keep me Lord, form their sentiments and practices
Please give me share sentiments of gratitude
Esteem, Respect and Love
You has in regard to Your Holy Mother
The more I imitate her, follow her
The more I may Love and Glorify You

As if up to this point
Still I said nothing in honor of Your holy Mother
 'Give me grace to praise You worthily,' 
In spite of all her enemies, who are Yours as well
Grant me say loudly with the saints 
'Let not that man believe to look for the mercy of Eternal God 
Who offends His holy Mother 


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Listen

Baby can you put the time in to listen to what i have to say?
 Can you do me this one solid and ill speak no more?
 No longer will my life be defined by a schedule, no longer will your thoughts ventriloquism my tounge!
 Birds flock but  EAGLES SOAR!
 Five to many wishful chances..... Im done.
 
Listen
 
Im tired of starring, talking, and listening to these painted walls.
 They constantly answer me back with agony, despair, and pain.
 Im taking back who I am!
 For you amongst my cheeks it shall neva eva again rain.
 
Listen
 
I gave you the motions of a able clock but you chose to acknowledge me once maybe twice at years glance.
 Broken!
 
Baby witness my stance....
 UNBREAKABLE!
 
Listen
 
My bags were packed when i fell for you and now my heart flies 1st class.
 
Here's a gift to deal with my birth...........
 
 My old mask!


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Bipolar Nations

Sitting in front of you
Cameras dazing right at me
Sometimes this seems more like a fantasy
Than a brutal reality

Many think we haven't grown
What could I say for them to believe
There's the option of repeating the same crap
It'd be historical if there was altering idea I conceived

They wouldn't like it
I'd get all sorts of resistance
They don't like changes
Nothing from everyday life that's not consistent

So when I open my mouth,
And talk to the light
I'll ask the people of this world
If bipolar nations can establish a path for a future that's right


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Let me study you


Through my English I speak my 
spoken words and poetically I'll 
write of you. Mathematically one 
and one makes two, which clearly 
represents me and you. 
Historically he studied you to 
ensure you're the perfection I 
need and it took a Geographical 
search to find you. Biologically 
through touching and feeling I 
understand you and Physics 
we don't need not with all our 
Chemistry. For Physical 
Education I won't even speak 
because so many nights I leave 
you weak to your knees. 
Religious Education teaches 
how he made you for me just 
as he created Adam and then 
he formed Eve.


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See All That You Have Done

Desires, Drive, Deeds
He, Him, Heed
Child's, Chosen, Choice

Regret, Repent, Rejoice
Attune, Always, Around 
Savior, Sailing, Sea
 
Left, Land, Lost
Pitifully, Punks, Playing
Dying, Dead, Death 


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Punting Along The Avon

Down by the Avalon at the Christchurch Square
Weeps the living willows, serene, free from care
Nature’s own exotic home, a garden set in greenery
Here the Avon River fountain flows majestically

Victoria Park rest near the Christchurch Town Hall theme
Punting on the Avon is a relaxing pastime dream
This Avon runs along the botanical gardens to view
The Copthorne Central hotel overlooking Victoria park too

You can dine A La Carte while you travel round the city
Punting the Avon without seeing the cathedral would be a pity
Seeing the Bridge of Remembrance over the Avon is awesome
Sort of like Autumn before springtime helping life blossom

Avon River at Victoria Square is Heaven’s garden summery
It runs through Hagley Park, in Christchurch, breathtakingly
Nearest the Train Station Tramway, a few miles from my home
Check out some of the photos here of places where I roam 


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Remove Your Blinders

No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning

Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking 
Every heartbeat has purpose

Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?

I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
Believe me

No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die

Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene 
Open your eyes wide 
We are that change


Details | I do not know? | |

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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My Pa







Had a dream about my Pa tonight, We all went out with them to Lake Loral Nancy His wife cooking up a good ol' Chicken Pot Stew slow-cooked set way up high atop the hickory us loading up the Bayliner for our afternoon fishing trip. We reminisced, Canoe in toe as we used to do just in case, yes just as we did back then; you-know if either would wished to float to one or more sides with the Canoe tied to the railings of the boat, or more or less to widen the chance at a greater spot to cast a gander upon our luck... . My Father by adoption; having-stated many times early on in-all of our teenier all together, God being-in-charge of all good-Blessings and if-you will--luck... we'll always catch some albeit one Yes I began to see through this statement he mentioned often God is always presenting always providing this-His Honest Hope, for us both--as I believe like my Pa, for any one yes everyone who is patient remains-open... ! Our woes, and Peace abiding... uncertainty grievances questions yes laughter were our main recollections as we dropped our first lines as we cast them... . I tell you I truly did love Him, still love Him, will always I figure... yes I know Some folk are so defined never wish to grow any further their Character divorced by Cancer, Nary did my Father allow it. On the day he passed He told Nancy, "I love my life. My Family Children. Love all those close to me.... but I'm tiered just plain wore out." the Lord took Him that night, the next day forthcoming I was told and O how I cried — But then realized as I saw he lived the greater life - He worked on this purpose until the day he died, and so for all he work for this final reprieve — it was for all of the ones he loved, because I feel for all whom he loved, he'd prayed for all to do the same... Yes a suffering in kind the same I'm seeing now - All-of-it I'm-finding; because he taught me the greater of his Faith nary a day apart from Him, and me... his youngest Son two Others older Sons if you will, yes I feel his family and friends still have this eminent belief to boast; Yes, in-the Company--Comfort... of Jesus' Peace... !


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Oh thou, am I colorless?

Oh thou, am I colorless?
The world is lit.
The light does shine.
As  with my ancestors, freedom shall ring and freedom shall be mine.
The light has burned as a message throughout time.
The light is love and the love so does and so will continue to shine.
The light comprises more than we see with our own eyes.
One must learn with the mind.
Theoretically and scientifically my skin absorbs the light, in practicality, I am colorless?
, but some judge me by the color scale they have came to know.  
How pure is your heart?   Is it gold? 
The whole can be seen as white or light, it too can be colorless. Can two be the same as one? 
Oh thou, where does logic go?
 Those whom seek the understanding of light, seeks the truth for so it holds.
It hasn't changed from centuries ago.  Oh thou, where is Aristotle, Socrates and Plato?
 Let there be no mystery about the light for the day of darkness is when it's extinct.  
The light can and will be seen, for it reaches from shore to shore , from coast to coast,  the light maybe seen from underneath  the heaviest doors,  my light ----- yes,  my light--- is like my  soul.
All are parts of the whole?, Oh thou, where is Aristotle, Socrates and Plato? 
If a circle ends were it begins then what of “Alpha and Omega”? Oh thou, their work remains--- Aristotle, Socrates and Plato. Who are the "Great Thinkers and Philosphers" of today?
 
2008copyright@Carrie Love-Atkins


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A Little Crazy

I went a little crazy tonight,
a little over the edge.
Reading the natal
chart prepared for me 
by an astrologist in Poetry
class and it all rang too true,
the good
and the bad
was hard to take
sitting there so alone
without you
without anyone
I began to cry
but not for your return
or theirs,
another path draws me now
and good
or bad
I'll have to see
it through until the bitter end
or until it no longer matters,
until my mother's
creeping, bulging, bursting 
tumors take over the body
the breast I nursed
the cancer I imbibed
my own breast barely saved.
What is our goal? the surgeon
said, and I said 
Save the breast
and we did.

Now I'm in college,
at my age can you imagine
and I surely have some reading 
to do and this higher
education is almost too much
sometimes but I love
it and hate that 
I failed to pay attention
for several months and now
no one moves around in my
space except me and 
I must have driven away
everyone and thing 
has left me now but
I do enjoy my solitude
though not quite enough sometimes.


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To Those Who Are Happy And Gay


I've heard of those who say they're "happy and gay." Where are those who proclaim; "Jesus is the only Way?" I've heard of many who discuss creation vs. evolution. Where are those who proclaim Jesus is the solution? I've heard of many who dicuss an "alternate lifestyle." Where are those...who for Jesus... will go "the extra mile?" I've heard of many who say; "Jesus isn't real!" Where are those who'll confess HIM with a passion and a zeal? I've heard of thousands who sit in their church's pew. Where are those... whom to Christ... says; "I love YOU?" I've heard of millions who are on their way to hell. Where are those who truly love Jesus? Can you tell??? I've also heard of a redeeming savior's mercy and grace. His love has been extended to the human race. I've heard of a master's loving call and merciful plea... He says; "take up your cross and follow me!" I've heard of true gladness and overwhelming joy! This is freely offered to every man, woman, girl and boy! I've heard that now is the day of salvation & the accepted time. For I am his dearly beloved and he is mine! I've heard that very soon.. Jesus is coming again. Where are those who desire to be cleansed within? I know that an abundant life is what Jesus will freely give! Where you can find true life... and a reason to live! By Jim Pemberton


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Broken Relationships


So many times I hear of broken relationships.
Harsh words spoken…  
And broken friendships…

Even in many of the “Christian” homes…
There’s things being done
 in the “danger zones.”

Families and friends being ripped apart…
A broken relationship… A broken heart…

I think about what is said in 1 Cor. Chapter 13 …
Do people read this scripture? 
 Does it mean anything???

Perhaps if people would 
put their feelings aside…
And ask the Lord to remove
all bitterness and pride.

This could be the start of 
a brand new beginning.
With God on your side…  
You’re sure to be winning!

Everything in our lives, God has understood.
Let’s come together.. In prayer… As we should.

May we refrain from thinking whom to blame.
Walking in the love and forgiveness
 there is in Jesus’ name.

We’re all equal before God.  And our sins are many.
Those who are seeking God’s healing…  Are there any?

It is Christ’ desire…  Before this day is out…
To find what his way of living is all about!

Only his love can bind all 
of our hearts together…
And be the “glue” that will
bind our lives forever!

By Jim Pemberton 
 01/11/11
For the contest; "relationship breakups"


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From the Seed of one Woman

                                                    from the seed
                                             of one woman life was
               in the                  making god blessed this                  woman 
    with the joy of              a child many generations              past in time
today thousands of years later we still don't understand that under the 
skin in the blood that  flows through each and everyone of our veins we are
all children of god           our colors on the out side              has no significance
  to our roots   even though some of us may be of different color  you are all my 
brothers and    sisters in soul I pray that you to may call the man or the woman 
standing next to you     one of your own at heart                            because a true 
child  of god           would see things         in a manner of such       maybe to some 
this in not      their belief                in time        I pray that           my father god 
        shows you to           that you have         a family  waiting for you      
            in the                  after              life                     until then      may
              you         spread                    love                          and joy to all 
                                              FOR                        GOD
                                             IS THE                  ONLY
                                                   ONE             THAT
                                                       CAN       SAVE 
                                                           US FROM 
                                                           A WORLD
                                                           OF HATE
                                                            PRAY TO
                                                            HIM AND
                                                             HE WILL
                                                             BE WITH
                                                             YOU    IN
                                                            ALL YOUR
                                                        TIME OF NEED
                                                  GOD GAVE YOU LIFE
                                           TO SPREAD LOVE NOT HATE












                          


Details | I do not know? | |

From Grandma

As your mommy reads these lines to you
Take in every single word
For knowledge is our only tool
To be part of this big world

And as you learn to read yourself
You’ll see how much we cared
For you to educate yourself
To succeed and not be scared

Mommy and I feel
That education is the way
That you must, with, always deal
And satisfaction will appear at the end of every day

So go on and become yourself
And don’t allow anyone to bring you down
Because with education you will have
A wealth of knowledge, mind and sound

My love for you will always be
And there for you I will be too
But with literacy you can travel
And monumental things you’ll see

With all my love and tenderness
This poem is from me to you
And it will bring togetherness
Between you and mommy and me too


					By: Nena Enriquez


Details | I do not know? | |

Pulling the legs off Ants

The trouble with small minded, self-centred bigots, is the inability to see the truth of the wider 
universe, the one that doesn’t revolve around their pathetic little selves

To be so afraid of the reality of the world that they have to hide behind the so called “power” of 
their bitter words and twisted minds

to live a life in constant fear of the unknown, fear of other cultures, sexual preferences, hell even 
poetry is scary for the small minded as they don’t understand it, so it must be feared and hated, 
just like the blacks are hated, the gays are hated, and the “towel heads” are hated, and anyone 
with a different point of view are hated

The inability to understand that others see the world in a much more beautiful light and can see 
the truth in other people’s feelings and views

The world is full of beautiful people, all willing to share and enjoy others views, cultures and 
generosity of soul

what terrible shallow lives to lead, that the beauty of other minds has to be shackled for them to 
enjoy their feeble little selves, how great a victory, to trap such beautiful souls merely to satisfy 
their own selfish needs, to feel pride in watching one more shining beacon of beauty extinguished, 
leaving the world darker, bringing it ever closer to their dark little twisted minds

It just reminds me of the nasty little spoilt child pulling the legs off an ant for the fun of it

For all the sweet souls trapped in a prison of hatred and fear
Written for a female friend who survived twenty five years of this kind of marriage


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Born to win

Holistic healing
Wholeness, meaning
Success, greatness
Glory, legacy
Requires the work
Of a great work.

The work of a great work
Is the work of a great man 
In a great child
A great man
Has will, skill and wisdom
A great child
Has innocence 
And divine guidance.

To live meaningfully  is to:
Stand firm amidst friction 
Sand firm amidst frustration
It is to meet harder time
With harder will
It  is to have a laser focus goal
That wakes you up early
That keeps you awake late
A goal that reminds you
That you are born to win.


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Who Loves Ya Baby {Footle}

Love starts
    From heart
           
Sown daily
      For my baby

One look
  Got hooked

Only twelve
 Southern belle

Were apart
       How tart

Lives with dad
      Oh how sad

Shes my baby
    Quite the little lady


Hope she understands
      This was not in my plans

For God only knows
   As my tears flows

Please forgive me
         My little Jenny




Tribute To My
Jenny Rose
Mama Loves You Peanut


Note -

Due to my unknown illness my little girl
lives with her dad and it keeps me from
being a full time mom to her for when medicated
I lay in a unconscious state up to 9 hrs I been suffering
for over 20 yrs now and there is no cure just ways to make
sickness bearable with injections to tush lol


Also Entry For
John Heck's
Love It Heals & Hurts Contest


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Not Withstanding His Truth

Cut I have the noose
Setting all free now you choose
The spice of death, life


Details | Verse | |

A Defeated Commander,

Human,
A defeated commander,
Failed to protect,
Human civil rights.
Women and children,
Or innocent are his targets.
Seeking a shelter,
In the nest of a devil shelter,
When he doesn’t tolerate his neighour,
And dreaming peace,
To sacrifice life,
Under a logo of,’ A holy message’.
For achieving a heaven dream,
And befooling his master,
On the name of God,
When his devil spirit awakens,
And he sacrifices innocent Birds and animals,
To protect his God worship.
That is always rewarding him,
And really questioning on his status,
Are you really a human?
An owner of thoughts,
An owner of bloodshed,
An owner of cheat,
Perhaps,
Love never suits to him.
He was born for the purpose of Devil Spirit. 
He never trusted in any God,
Bargain is only his motive. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Truth...

Alone
Broken
Lost
Forgotten
Abandoned
Without a home
Without a future
Missing the luxury of life
The love that we buy ourselves
But they have smiles…
Real ones
They have beauty…
Natural and irreplaceable
And love…
Innocent, sincere love
That they give away freely 
Giving all they have and more
We are the ones who are alone
Broken
Lost 
Forgotten
Abandoned
We’re missing the picture
Through less they have more
Through more we have less
Think about it


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A Criminal Element

My heart was completely hearted,
My Past was a quicksand, my ancestors,
Died without a drawing to follow up,
Younger generation has no guide lines.

When a person found a search light, 
And noted a formula of luxuries,
He wrote it for his younger generation.
Without roots a tree can’t survive.

A nation that has no roots as Dalits,
Are struggling to find out the roots,
Religion, a long rooted path for living.
People want to survive by conversion.

If someone has nothing to learn from past,
Present can’t build a concreted basement,
A life will waste the natural resources and 
Future will produce a criminal element.


Details | Rhyme | |

you say you wannna get married

you say you wannna get married
but boy are you sure
cuase there a lot of issue with you a refruse to ignore
u say one thing then you do another
and i realize you dont want me on yo shoulder
u think material things is what i neeed
when all iever wanted was you
just a little kiss just a little hud 
but now i realize that ,that's not ur kinda love
right now boy thing may not seem right 4 us
but when we'r in love we listen over the obvious

so what i gotta do ever thing u say everything u do
it seems like you can tell the truth
no matter how hard i try you seem to never be satisfied
all u ever care about is who,what,when,and why
everything has change,when it allways been this way
and i cant give up cause baby i refruse to loose yo love your the only man im 
thinking of,so i cant give in can we start all over again


Details | Free verse | |

I think about you

I'm thinking about you like grass think about being green,
and trees think about growing branches. I'm thinking about you like flowers think about blossoming and leaves think about falling...in Autumn. I'm thinking about you like rappers think about being heard and actors think about being seen.
I think about the sweetness your lips must hold,
I think about the story your eyes once told,
I'm thinking about you...
I'm thinking about you like birds think about singing and eagles think about soaring.
I'm thinking about you like the sun thinks about being bright and the moon think about coming out at night. I'm thinking about you like the stars think about shining and the universe think about being infinate...forever...I think about you...
I think about the beauty your face holds,
I think about us growing old,
I'm thinking about you like diseases think about cures and gays think about marriage.
I'm thinking about you like the poor think about being rich and the rich think about never being poor.
I'm thinking about you like poets think about writing and chefs think about cooking and scientists think about inventing and doctors think about treating and librarians think about books and teachers think about education and students think about graduating and pilots think about flying and mechanics think about fixing and policeman think about protecting and detectives think about solving and the world thinks about revolving...and damn, I think too much!


Details | Etheree | |

Carolyn Devonshire Educates Me

So
Very
Talented
Full of knowledge
Poetic words show
Flowing lines explaining
History and even more
Including folklore images
Details of love, mysteries results
Her words teach and inspire my muse and me.


Details | Rhyme | |

Rapture

Oh day of promised rapture from final resting place,

The first desire of heart to see my Savior’s face!


The beckoning of trumpet will pierce the Eastern skies,

I yearn so much to greet him and behold him with mine eyes!


Shall I awake in dew clad morn or velvet star-lit night,

Anticipating robe and crown and wings of silver bright!


Enduring grace, sweet love divine did span thou earth’s creation,

Great Son of God who lived to die for sinners soul salvation!


I long to hold thy nail scarred hand and kiss your thorn pricked brow,

Though birthed in sin he snatched me from Hell’s fiery bowel!


Twas stately mansions glistening in heaven’s glory gleam,

Their beauty was astounding as nought I’d ever seen.


The prophets were conversing of ancient days of old,

While children laughed and played on shining streets of gold.


A reunion day is coming dear loved ones and missed friends,

Where we’ll always be together and time shall never end!


Nor tear did dim an eye, and daily cares were gone,

Thousands gathered there to join in angels’ song!


Hallelujah to the Highest, holy praises we did sing,

To lift our voices as one to Christ, The Mighty King!


Details | Personification | |

love.

Why does love exist.
why does it hurt?
why does it die?
everyday i ask myself if love is worth it.
& in some sick way it is.
Love is painful, hurtful,even scary at times.
& yet when your in love you think your unstoppable.
i don't understand it.
iv only seen true love once.
it was magical undescribable.

i read about love in fairytales.
but not once have i felt it have i witnessed its hurting pain.
eversince i was a girl.
love has scared me.
a broken heart could be deadly.
a breakup could be critical.
& yet people risk everything for love.


Details | I do not know? | |

The king Said: Scandal Or Passion

Scandal is always hard to mention with these emotional feelings as you may have the perfect reason to stand up and speak with a delicate passion. Distracting results may find me admirable to my people as you have fallen to the ground. Now the whole world as it observation on me likely for my mysteries to be uncovered by a tragedy. I took this journey that was associated by my members. You have lead me to my extraordinary behavior spare my desire to create a dream with this attitude which cross a dreadful mess. Laughing I have no education yet you strive to put me away. As I take the time to glance at my beauty from across this window. She is interesting with the highest attentions that has influence my hear to beat intensively. As I close my eyes while my mind drive uncontrollability aware of my behavior I approach you while holding you with pleasure. As we look in to each other eyes knowing what would come next and the touch of you’re hands has felt the bond of our passion. (By Jesse Chavez)


Details | Didactic | |

THE DAZZLING ILLUSION

A CHILDISH GIGGLE,
WOLF CRY ROUSED.
THE TIRED WOMAN ON BED.
THE GIGGLE CAME AGAIN IN  
DIRECTION OF BATHROOM,
WHO KEEPS A ROOM FULL OF TOYS?
DAZZLER, SO THEY CALL LIKE MORNING DEW
THIS SOON MELTS.
DAZZLERS, GLITTERING LIKE GOLD BUT NOT GOLD.
DAZZLER, WHAT DAZZLES
THE INCURABLE PAIN OF UNCERTAIN DAYS.
THE EMPTY PROMISES WITH THE DAZZLING ILLUSION.
THE STRONG WILL TO LIVE,
BY THE GIFT OF LOVE,
IS THE STRENGTH OF ONES? 
YES, THE STRENGTH IS LOVE, 
LET WADE THIS POOL OF PAIN 
TOGETHER IN LOVE IS WHAT DAZZLES.


Details | Didactic | |

Its Not to late For Change contest

If it was 1942 
Relationships would carry substantial views
Since about 1983 
Things have changed drastically

Backwards, zig- zaged, upside-down 
Destroyed traditions have become muted sound
Men are getting milk for free
While feasting on all the meat they can eat
They have no reason to buy the cow or compliment it with a vow

Trying out the goods before paying full price
A generation who hears the word marriage and thinks twice
I’d have to blame it on the 60's babies 
They started getting divorced and made everything crazy

Now what sense is it to have a child and than move in?
Not to mention it’s a biblical sin
God’s word never changed His people suddenly did
He wanted parents to be married when they had a kid

They use to ship a girl away that got pregnant before she began to show
Now there are many men that pick up and just go
We are in an age that is afraid to fully commit
Yet we have no problem doing everything else with charm and wit
The results of this lifestyle has caused nothing but chaos and pain
How many people go to court for child support every day and are in need of financial gain

Let’s not forget the teens that have followed in this lead
They meet some teenage boy and think that love means having his seed
Children are raising children while young adults are living together before its time
What’s the point of marriage if you have already drank the whole bottle of wine

If you think this is normal or that marriage is for the lame
Wait another 20 years and watch how damaged and filled with shame
Our future children will wonder why no one stays together for long
They will write it in poems and sing it in their songs

It was not just a religious belief it was the right thing to do
Fall in love get married then have a baby or two
Women are wasting their lives with a man for years
 If you live together and aren’t married he will end up bringing you to tears

And if you do get married what is there to look forward to, tax right offs I suppose
Because by the time you have married you have formed thorns around your precious rose
There were no talk shows featuring “you are not the father” back then
People had one partner until the very end

Let’s not forget about the problem with STD's
They run ramped like birds in vibrant trees
Before long people will have to carry a safety card
To prove their privates aren’t strangely scarred
All avoidable, yet it keeps getting worse
When will we wake up and finally hit reverse?



Details | Light Poetry | |

' They Are Wrong To Blame God ... ' Part 2 of 2 (or Implore The People With Love)

And Other Loving Hands To Help Us         (Matt. 28: 19, 20   &   1 Tim. 4: 16)
Out Of Personal-Pits-Dug
And When Others Blame God …
… I Just Want To Give Them A Big-I-Care-Hug !

And Tell ‘Em, Humans Chose Rebellion
They and ‘We’, Chose To Go It Alone
Independence or Ignorance …
That’s Us … Singing That  'Hit' Song !

(So … Can’t Blame God, For What’s Wrong)

See … If You Steal From Your Mum or Poppa
They Too, Will Send You Away
They May Leave The Door Open
In Case You Return One Day

And If You’re Out There Doing Bad
And Bad Things Happen To You
You Can’t Rightly Blame Parents
For The Path You Choose …

But You Want Them To Bail You Out
When Their Good Advice You Refuse
(You Wanna Use Them) … That’s Just Twisted !
If You Blame Them, ‘Cause You Lose …

… Your Dignity and Divinity
And Lord Help Us … This Is Humanity !
And If You Don’t Believe … Scripturally                         ( 2 Tim. 3: 16 )
Then, Just Check Out Man-Made-History …

… It’s Filled With Hate
Its Even Up-To-Date …
So, Don’t Lie or Blame, To Your Own Infamy
Please, Don’t Repeat The Words, of Mankind’s Enemy !   ( Gen. 3: 4, 5 )

‘Tis A Lie, ‘Tis A Lie, 'Tis A Lie, We Must Reject ! …
I Say This With Godly-Love and Soul-to-Soul-Respect
God … Is Bona-Fide Benevolence And Beauty At Its Best …
             I Bless Him, With My Last Breath !

Yet, I Know Some Here, Have Been Hurt
By What Others Say and Do …
But In All Fairness, My Beloved-God,
They Are So Wrong To Blame You

              ( Part 2 of 2 )
  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

                 Respect and Remind
                 Remind With Respect

Agnostics, Atheists and Bitter-Hearts
Beware of Belittling HE, of The Highest Courts
HE Is Not One To  Mess With, Or To Be Mocked
In HIS Hand, Is The Key, To Your Own-Death-Lock …

Now, If You’re One To Say, “Oh, I Had A Good-Run
I’ve Had Fun, and Now, If It’s Done … It’s Done”
And If You Are Ready To Leave, When His Kingdom Comes …
You Won’t Mind, Your Last Breath, Blown To Oblivion

                By:   The MoonBee


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Green

Like verses in a stanza, the green has meaning:
The dawn with your eyes, sweet white beginning
With little sun -an orange to which I stretch my hand
Beyond green pillows, the clouds and unconquered land;

Playful orange in my hand, it also calls its twin:
My touching dream to keep a double sun; so, double sin!
But green are all, before the white should come,
The emeralds, the meadow and the hill are still my home.

Mistake to sing romantza –the song of nostalgia:
Rheumatism, romanticism and other kind of insomnia
May come in their order, without to ask someone`s opinion.
So that, no Avatar we need while reading from Keats`Endimion.


Details | Quatern | |

Jesus Christ Deal


Eternal Father saw outnumber of people’s sins 
Sad with what He created
He wanted to destroy the world
People hurting each other

Jesus Christ stopped Him
Told the Father He would go down to earth
Take People’s cruelty
To start His power over people

He told the Father people would understand
Ransom Himself
Just don’t destroy the world
Believed people to be one

Eternal Father searched a woman
To conceive and bear a Son
Angiel Gabriel spoke to Mary
You have found favor from God

Holy Spirit will shine over you
You are to name Him Jesus Christ
He will save people from their sins
To save destruction of the world

Jesus Christ created a Church
For People to be Universal
People don’t understand
In there people are saved

What are these other churches?
In there you are not saved
Don’t be fooled
By the Christ’s like religions


There is only one
Deal to the Father
Be Universal to His Church
Roman Catholic

To understand the Two Greatest Commandments
“Love God all your mind, heart, body and soul”
Second is “Love your neighbor as yourself”
When we love our neighbor, Covers the 1st Greatest Commandment

Other Churches are misleading people
Thought they love Jesus Christ
Person who created their Church
Was the person they believed and loved

Jesus Crist is very hurt
People don’t know in His Church
You’re saved
In others you’re condemned

J.R.M. 11162011


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love not what

love not 
but love the one who loves you too
love not 3 not 4
but love the one who loves you more
 love not 5 not 6
 but love the one who really sticks
love not 7 not 8
but love the one willing to wait
 love not 9 not 10
WHOM FOR YOU IS HEAVEN SENT !


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Setting Aside Distractions 11112011

ON THAT DAY, A PERSON WHO IS ON THE HOUSETOP AND WHOOSE BELONGINGS ARE IN THE HOUSE MUST NOT GO DOWNTO GET THEM, AND LIKEWISE A PERSON IN THE FIELD MUST NOT RETURN TO WHAT WAS LEFT BEHIND LUKE 17:31

A FRIEND FORWARDED me a silly “chain” email recently that read
“If your house caught fire 
You only had time to grab one thing before getting out to safety
What would it be? 

I believe it offered the stipulation that your family could all get out on their own
The point of this guery was to help you gauge what one material object 
Holds the most meaning for you
A photo album? A computer? A piece of jewelry?

The point of this Gospel passage is that when the choice is between God and anything else there should be no contest
If we are too bogged down with our stuff
Whether those material objects
Interior anxieties or superficial glitz

We could miss the ways God is inviting us 
To be agents for creating better world
Try to set aside all distractions for an hour or two
See what you are missing!

Readings 
Gospel
Wisdom 13:1-9 * Psalm 19:2-5
Luke 17:26-37


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For Dr Martin Luther King Jr

For Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
 
You had a dream
of pastures of peace
where children of all hues mingled like rainbows
 
they silenced you, but your voice
resounds now in those pastures
not yet of peace
 
and your dream is still a dream
the dream you dreamt while others slept
 
you said that you’d been to the mountain-top
and they silenced your voice just then
before your eyes saw that promised land
of pastures of peace where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
now your vision is glimpsed in some pastures
not yet of peace
and yes, they silenced your voice
but your spirit their bullets could never tear apart
your spirit, like your dream
is mingled with the wind in all those pastures
not yet of peace
and until we give life to your dream
those pasture of peace
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
shall remain simply your dream
so as we remember you today
and pledge that those pastures of peace
are nourished first in each of us
for only then will your dream will take root
and blossom into our shared dream
and the view from the mountain-top,
radiant and bright and full of hope shall seem
 
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
 
 
 


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Creator, Hornet 's Wife and Snow Princess

Predetermine by the princess and Hornet Queen they worry
about crumbs that fall from the hoe they determine and 
of course there children get nothing and their are food
for the worrys they are insane for fighting the creator and
doing the things they do and believe he will stand by and
hurt creation for it there are not evil angels and if a angel
is hurry feed them and they are your people and Mary
thinks she tells who comes and not she is insane and
so is Christ if someone tells you to do something they
are guessing not ordering you. Do you think that they
will win no people they are so insane now for what they
have done. 
 
Mary or Joe in Mythology and good and kindness will work out
take care of family first and not charity when your aunt is hungry
common sense people.



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Calling Mimunna Mimunna

******Calling All Poet's*********

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Poet's, write and give her your love. Poet's take the floor and express your love
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MIMUNNA, MIMUNNA

Mimunna, Mimunna
I know that you love me
But, tell me is it me
          Or maybe
       My money
That you are trying
             To free
            ------
You wrote me on the internet
Told me that I was a catch
But, you are nothing to me
Not even an even match
            ------
I told you that I love you
      But, who love's who more
Are you a real person
       Or are you just
An inter-net whore
            -----
A whore on the internet
Writing me back
Seeing if I will fall for you
Maybe give you some scratch
         -----
Baby, your'e Scheme is kind
            Of wack
         ------
Sure, you can write me
           On the internet
And that is true
So, remember that
Their is just a little bit
More than just loving you
And that is this simply
This thing called {Poetry)
So, don't be a stranger
Check me out on Poetry Soup

               GF

Your friend in the pen/G.FIELDS


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Love

Love is to inner peace
What seed, soil, sun
Is to the plant: vital.

Love is a sea, a vast sea,
The limitless horizon its limit,
The blue azure sky its lid.

Love is a sea, a deep sea,
The bottomless abyss its floor.

Love is a vast sea
Love is a deep sea
With dizzying immensity
With inextricable mystery
With soul stirring melody
With divine soothing suavity.

Yet love cannot be taught
Love cannot be bought
Love can only be caught
For love to be caught
Love must be part 
Of all we do
Love must be part
Of all we refuse to do


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Do You Want to be a Teacher

I’d love to be a teacher
If they’d just let me teach
But teaching students now a days
Is so far out of reach
You need to be a lawyer
So you don’t get sued
You need to be their mother
To curb their attitude
You have to be a writer
For all reports you write
You have to keep your own thoughts
Completely out of sight
You have to teach for test scores
You have to let them pass
You have to have a thick skin
To put up with their sass
You have to be a room cop
Lest things get out of hand
You have to know the state tests
Then teach just to that plan
And you do it all for peanuts
There’s no money to be made
And after just a few weeks
Your enthusiasm fades
And the icing on this “teacher’s cake”
Is really awfully thin
You have to fight the system
Knowing you can’t win

Yes, I’d love to be a teacher
And teach kids what I know
But with all that other crap thrown in
I’d have to answer – “NO”

Mdailey	10/27/11


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THE APOCRYPHA 11022011


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

Not otherwise available
However
Some of these stories
Slightly heretical tendencies

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

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

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

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


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Where is Johnny?

Where is Johnny,
Does anyone know?
He was just standing here,
Where did he go?

I turned my head,
Just to look around.
Now all that's here,
Are these clothes I found!

What does this mean?
Can you give me a clue?
John talked of Rapture.
Could this event be true?

If I had only listened,
To what John had to say.
I wouldn't be lost,
And standing here today!

Check out Author's website;
www.nacpoems.com


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Here I Stand

Here I stand, a lonely man, Aimless wandering with out a plan, Planet Earth is where I roam, The last frontier I call my home, Ever searching for the truth, Growing wiser since my youth, Family and friend are all you need, My advice, I insist, you heed, Though love seems to heal, Make certain that love is real, If it wasn't meant to be, Lock it up and hide the key, Don't let the pain get you down, Someday your key will be found, When that day comes to show, Happiness in you will grow, When it comes to school and work, Try your hardest not to shirk, Pay attention in your class, Don't do your work half-gassed, Respect others, respect yourself, Respect time, respect health, In general, just have respect, Evil temptations you must reject, Don't spend time being depressed, Thoughts of stress you can suppress, Be the best you can be, The price of happiness isn't free, Stay clean, resist relapse, True freedom, you will grasp, Sound the trumpets, crack a Pabst.


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A CALL TO BE WHOLE

To live is to move forward
To refuse to move forward
is to die alive.

Adversity,
Life's greatest university
Failure and rejection
Friction and frustration
Aloneness 
Loneliness
May stare at us
To scare us
As seven heavens' subtle way
To teach us 
To be 
The best we are meant to be.

The more receptive
We are,
The more active
The more effective
The Creative Force in us
Will be,
The purer our inner purity,
The faster the answer
To our call to be whole.


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It Takes Two {Caricare}

It Takes Two


twin

towers

delusion






Tribute To Those Lost
In The Twin Towers
You Are Not Forgotten
{RIP}


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When Virgins Emerge

         When Virgins Emerge

Virgins dwell on celibacy when they emerge
Even though the agenda might stray to setting dynamite
To lighting candles, eating celery, and hanging everything in sight  
Displaying imaginary tiny toys and boys with strings and hooks
Around their necks as ornaments
Christmas trees come to mind 
Virgins begin to find their spirits under there
Surprises give thier rise to blossoming
All Incongruities abound and bounce
Like Easter bunnies, they multiply rapidly in Spring
Such women naturally adapt 
Are adept at math
Virgins lie and wait
If thoughts could think
Puritanical thoughts would starve for food
Suffocate from education
No need for birth control
Being pure of soul
No need for debate
Or hesitation concerning masturbation
Convenience stores will do just fine
When women explode into the universe
To find their feminine side
Unwind, have a smoke, a child or two 
Virgins don’t just converge, they merge with it


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Praying

Don't do all the talking
Give God a chance to 'speak' to you
"Acquire the habit of speaking to God 
As if you were alone with God
Speak with familiarity 
Confidence as to your dearest and most loving friend

Speak of your life
Your plans
Your troubles
Your joys
Your tears
In return
God will speak to you

Not that you will hear audible words in your ears
But words that you will clearly understand in your heart
These may be feelings of peace
Hope
Interior joy, or sorrow for sin
(St. Alphonsus Liguori, Doctor of the Church)


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Untitled #170 / On a roll

80/80
100/100
Pow!
On a roll
(In physics class at least)


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Work of the Heart

Regardless of collegiate preparation, 
Subject knowledge or dedication;
Teaching is not a true vocation
Unless love is the main consideration.

Teaching must involve emotion.
Without love there is no devotion.
If teaching is your career of choice,
Love of children will be your voice

Teaching is for those who hear the call.
Accept it only if your heart will fall
In love with those put in your charge
With tolerance for all in a heart so large.

Teaching is not for the hardened one,
Someone employed for just a position.
It requires one whose soul is set apart.
Teaching is a complete work of the heart.


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defining innocence

one life for you to watch
with the perfect plan
everything mankind is
on center stage
to decide our own levels of innocence
welcome to judgement day
please please condmen me for my mistakes youve made
I'll be your reflection
with all my preplanned perfect protests i call mistakes

your feeling tortured?
to see how you all add up to just one
everything you are and have become
i take on and display rub in your face
lead you to temptation to throw me away

watch me steal
and lie and cheat
watch me fight and hate and freak
watch me manipulate love and cry
watch this life of the perfected reflection of our innocence
but keep it alive

see the perversity we have become
notice my flaws and deny you have them
i am your innocence on trila today
a victom of how the world around me is a reflection and they all add up this way
so welcome to judgement day where you watch misunderstand
and seal your own fate

The life of a con
the cheater
the liar
the heartbreaker
the believer
the nonconformist
the follower and leader
the life on center stage for you to pick apart to learn from
milk it while you can
your opinions of me is nothing more than all about you
and as you judge me you have judged innocence
your innocence and condemned mankind
for a selfless person that has gone out of his way

to be the terrorist
the hate the lover
th epeacekeeper
the husband
the loner
the brother

here i am all of you my reflection creating what i am today
learn to steer the wheel of the robot i am
and make me truly innocent once again


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Revenge is only Aim

She was very frightened,
And scared in a corner,
Why did you steal my money?
Believe me by God I no nothing.

He beaten badly to his wife,
Suddenly he saw his utensil cleaner,
Eh, why did you steal my money?
He grabbed her and starts punching.

I haven’t stolen anything, she cried,
A student was living up stair,
She ran up for help, face was bleeding,
She fell over in a door. 

He suggested her to complain,
When police entered in his premises,
Landlord blamed to his tenant,
He is also involved in this robbery.

He donated little money to officer,
What was wrong, police started search?
And found five hundred rupees,
They beaten badly and arrested him.
 
Although he proved his money order,
That he has received today,
His father sent it for study,
But officer didn’t listen him.

Police charged him and caught him,
For a six month detention.
When he came out from prison,
He forget study, revenge is only an Aim.

He was very delighted 
When he departed home,
He was feeling pride
That he is only one student in village.

His family was dreaming,
He will be a high ranked person a day,
But never thought, only a minor play,
That will bring a ruin for him.

He was very brave and honest,
He didn’t informe to anybody,
He was a cleaner in a transport,
Today was his final day of exam.

When I met him in his office,
He was astonished to see me their,
He also joined police force,
He was really a high ranked person.


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Thats me

i'm a mechanic for money.
i'm a poet for love.
i dont love money,
i hate it with passion.
i'm a poet writing love so
i am but a poem.


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Stress and Pain

One big happy said fairytale
Take the pain and no gain
Take the slights and not retribution
Take it all in without an out.

Exploding from the inside out
In silence, crying, hurting, writhing in pain and misery
Never knowing what it’s like to be just okay
Never knowing what it’s like to have love unconditional

Hated and revered 
Don’t show them the pain 
They don’t understand,
You are the one that is in wrong. 

Take it all 
Deal with it
Live with it
It’s your fault he’s like this

You carried him
You made him the way he is. 
Deal with the pain and suffering
Deal with the stress and the dirty looks

It’s always your fault 
No one else’s 
You should know that by now. 
Take you punishment and like it

God’s listening but this is his plan
Pain and suffering for those that screw up
No love for those that dare to be of a different mold. 
No salvation for the wicked souls of men

Shut it up 
Swallow it down
No one cares
No one’s around

No tears will make a difference
No whining will help the cause
No yelling will change people’s minds
No matter what you do you won’t be accepted


So….why try? 
Be yourself no one else
If they don’t like to hell with them
To hell with you and your self loathing


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You and Me

Let's fight for oneness
Let's fight for uniqueness
Let's fight for otherness
Let's fight for togetherness
Let's fight for all 
At the same time
Let's fight for all
All the time.

Let's the I in Me
Let's the You in You
Be at the very heart
Be the very heart
Of the We in Us.

Let's them meet
Let'sthem mate
Let's them be
The very one
They are meant to be.

Let's love
Be the main road
Let's love
Be the only road
To our life's main purpose.

Let's fight for love
Let's die for love
Let's love 
Be the smoothest road
Let's love 
Be the only road
Between You and Me.


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success

when words fail use actions.
when actions fail use words
these two thinks are intertwined
now isnt that absurd?

like a new-found love affliction
that isnt love at all
but still you like the way it feels 
cuz you are standing tall

you had the heart to ask her 
even if she said no
live far in your triumph
cuz your courage made it so


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A Dancing Winter

A barren land

Is transformed formed into

A winter paradise

A white blank of snow

Covers everything that the eyes can see

The tumbling cooling breeze of winter

Bring peace to this once barren land

The bears sleep for the winter

The flowers await the warmth of spring

The kids come out and play

All day as they may

Their imaginations running while

A snowball fight is the best war

A snow angel to decorate the landscape

A majestical snowman becomes the main attraction

A child’s laugh is the best medicine

For a cold and stern heart

Rejoice in this paradise

It’s winter

The dawn of a new beginning





Find more of my writings and poems at jorgesouthkorea.com


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Pressing On

She watched the mountain intently
Like a bird who’s nestling of dwelling, complains
Yet, neither will move --
Reality blooms;
A surge of genius
Strikes the hollowed core ~
Worrisome thoughts she shan’t abide…

A mother’s love still strives,
Strong willed fledgling must now -- fly
Search to build, its -- own nest
-- Mother bird soars above the mountain -- mind at rest 






Comments:
An elder once said teach them well in the ways they must go… Like a hawk one must keep a 
watchful eye for they are still your prizes; you never know when they may come home to 
roost again... Or at least visit…
However, if they can't respect the home then its time 
For them to fly on their own...


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Untitled #164 / "Point A"

“The rope is most likely
to break at point A”
oh


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ValentinesDay

 ValentinesDay 
ValentinesDay 

 
 
A Massacre 
 
 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
FortyEighth 
 Valentines Saint Massacre Day was in Chicago the man played them a tune on 
his fiddle. The Aftermath The newspapers instantly picked up on the crime, 
dubbing it the "St. Valentine's Day Massacre." The story appeared on front pages 
around the country, making Capone a nationwide celebrity. While Capone 
seemed to revel in his new fame, he also had to deal with the new level of 
attention from federal law enforcement officials. Capone is sitting by his 
swimming pool catching his non existent fish and he begins to reminisce this is 
Capone speaking now "The boys missed MORAN it was a terrible thing" The 
spaghetti was gotten cold and now the fish that eye find will have to do to feed the 
diseases in my mind eye the Capone knoe that now eye am just dying of all the 
real good times. Alphonse "Al" Capone was one of the most famous U.S. 
gangsters during the 1930s, a Chicago-based boss involved in illegal gambling, 
bootlegging (illegal alcohol) and prostitution. Capone got his start in New York, 
working as a thug and bouncer (where he got the three scars that spawned his 
nickname, "Scarface").Al Capone spent the last year of his Alcatraz sentence, 
which had been reduced to six years and five months for a combination of good 
behavior and work credits, in the hospital section being treated for syphilis. He 
was released in November of 1939 and taken to a hospital in Baltimore where 
he was treated until March of 1940. For his remaining years, Capone slowly 
deteriorated while staying at his Palm Island estate in Miami. On January 25, 
1947, he died of cardiac arrest. Eye saw a stranger carry love in his right hand 
today he carried his love in his hand a bunch of flowers in a wrapper for a vase 
and eye thought of Al Capone disgraced. Eye can still remember the movie how 
he bit the punk's ear in Jail to make him think that he got sick too. The only thing 
worse than that is to lay in a blanket that has been stolen many times. On 
another of his movies the floozie was in bed asking him if he liked it too of course 
they was talking about manicures. He made the Chicken if he made creation 
was it the full blown bird or just the egg it would make no difference to that 
Chicken only to the education evolution. A small reference to the Jesus how can 
anyone still please him. There is a marker on ALS grave My Jesus Mercy. 


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What effects of Anger in our soul

Anger begets in our souls impatience
Hatred
Irreverence
And too often habit of cursing


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MOMS





Millions of dewdrops greet the dawn,
As hungry of bees buzz the clover,
Dazzling butterflies flutter about,
As moms give love the world over.

Lessons learned at our mother’s knee,
Last a lifetime till we grow older,
Popping up when troubles accrue,
Like a whispering angel on our shoulder.

Gods gives us friends that mean so much,
Children, fathers, sisters and brothers,
Though far, far above all the rest,
No one loves us more than our mothers.

In and out of friendships, jobs and partners,
Our mothers always remain our evening star.
Those who where born to a selfish mom,
Make the rest us realize how lucky we are.

How great life is to have a good mom,
Who reads what we feel but can’t say.
Nothing means as much as her tender touch,
And for all who are without one, “we pray.”





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Meditations

All things you have made fine      in their season
the tendernesses of Love   the razor of our reason
hollowed out the canyons    where the waters fall
celestial lights above          beneath the crickets call
the tilt of cattails              swaying in the wind
golden heads of grain         awaiting harvest to begin
 
Dressed you have the cosmos           ever so brilliantly
every tree and snowflake             no two alike will ever see
no man within his lifetime          has every star he named
surrounded by this beauty          and still your name defamed
without amino acids                no living cells could form
repeating fractal multiples                    are natures patterns born
 
From the Rift unto the alpine         equator to atoll
hot spring forests to tundra       artic ice to freeze the pole
from furnaces of volcanoes            rises and archipelago
diversity in all nature           is geologies creative goal
Crystal caverns outback deserts        to our rolling dunes
around the planets circuits       are orbiting their moons
 
Every color     many hues                pastel to iridescent 
architecture in every room            the making of life pleasant
but mankind is filled with anguish               and acrid bitterness
the things they've chosen to pursue              is causing such distress
where character is more bankrupt        than a homeless man
the individual only ego              subjective is the every plan
 
Suffering among the nations      its depth difficult to express
world wide is the concern               we shall not escape its death
counting all the ages  man       has butchered his own kind
to control the the masses          do  religious leaders blind
It is your euology          we are seeking in our mind
seeking every path of truth       you wish us to find
 
Like our heartbeats               pulsing from within 
driving the force of visions         to their final end
made you have us           from the dust of earth
every living thing here        from this ground
                 did give its birth
 
Songs of your Sons ...
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Will To Meaning

Meaning is outside material things
Meaning is outside our own beings
Meaning is a dialogical encounter
Encounter
Between the 'in' and the 'out'.

To have a meaningful life
In a meaningful world
For every thinking soul
Is to have something to life for
Some life changing lessons
To learn from life encounters
Some life changing lessons
To give bacjk
To life changing encounters.
To have a meaningful life
In a meaningful world 
For every thinking soul
Is to leave a legacy
To help each and every one
To leave a legacy.


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Roadside Utilities

Each time was done fall
A rest stop to listen to
Almighty the One
Providing you sustenance
Direction are then made clear


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Showing These People

All will receive sight
Unveiling want they don’t want known
Truly you have choice
His voice speaks to and thru you
Not let them you tell He false


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There's Only One

“Hear, O Israel: the Lord your God is one Lord!”
This is what was spoken by the true and only majestic one.
To a people whom He had hand chosen,
And all He wanted in return was a people to love, this is how it all begun.
And how He could just speak things into place with His Word.
When you think about the days of creation,
It testifies to the astonishing power of His Word,
Which later on would take on another relation.
The Hebrew words are El, Elah, or Elohim,
This is the name that SOME knew Him by.
Another Hebrew name that comes to mind,
Elyon meaning “God the highest”, some knew until they died.
Another Hebrew name is Adonai meaning “master”,
Telling me that I am to respect, worship and pay homage to
But always knowing that there is only one true that can be called Master.
We were made to adore, reverence and exalt Him,
This is the whole purpose of man.
But to which one can adore reverence or exalt,
If I am seeing more than one on hand.
The very first commandment tells us, 
“Thou shalt have no other Gods before me.”
Which lets me know that there can be more than one,
But only one can I serve TRUTHFULLY!!!
El Shaddai was another Hebrew name He had
Which signifies almightiness or “All-sufficient”
Then we have the Hebrew name El Olam “Everlasting God”
Which goes along with one of His characteristics which is “omni-present.
“JEHOVAH” is another one of His many names which means “I AM THAT I AM,”
He was known as “JEHOVAH-JIREH” to some, “JEHOVAH-NISSI” to others.
because He is our peace and He is always present,
Being not only a provider but also a banner as a Father to His brothers.
“JEHOVAH-SHALOM” to some, “JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH” also,
because He is our peace and He is present always.
Whatever the occasion called for is what they called Him,
But His “SAVING NAME” had not been revealed yet until the right days. 
but I want to as ask you this with all sincerity,
For us in this “Grace Dispensation” where do we stand.
For if you notice after the “Day of Pentecost,”
All things were done in His impressive “SAVING NAME.”
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was God,
“…and the Word was made flesh” and dwelt amongst us just the same.
I leave you with a question of thought, if Jesus was not Almighty alone,
Then when was God manifested in the flesh…Received up in glory taking the name?


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A Challenge

I never accepted such challenge that makes me fool.
I accepted challenge that provides me accelerating tool.
I am a Dalit, not human, 
Hindu treat me slave in a democratic rule.
Impassable roots and recommendations hide,
No place for strange but offering a stool.
What do you want to reward me?
Pain, tear, suffering or something extra cool.
I never heard you are also supporting me, 
Human civil rights aren’t a swimming pool.
I wrote, someone would hear my pain,
But everybody has cry in a bribery school.
We are Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Sikh, Jews or Buddhist,
Not a human, only religion in a living shell.
What is a worship message: to worship a tomb?
Kill them innocently if a life is quill.
Oh, my dear fellow, I write for nothing,
Whose not charged me appreciation, is that not hell?
Who loves not his grace, why do I feel pain?
Are we or not; human, that’s my untouchable skill?


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Mum's Anger

Her angry voice was knocking my head,
The day was very sunny and bright,
I went to buy something,
A mum was shouting at her child,
He was forcing her to buy his choice,
But she bought a same cheap product,
She was very angry,
The price was only two pounds difference,
I can’t afford it, silly boy.
I remembered as my Nan told me,
I was very naughty in my childhood,
I pissed on others in many occasions, 
I pulled their hair,
I spat on them many times,
They bent on me to touch my soft face,
My mum also cried on me,
Many occasions, ‘she caged me with her cat,
I still remember, she caged me with a neighbour’s Dog,
And she beat me up.
I touched my scar.
I never touched my children,
I was very frustrated,
Late night, I saw her in the pub.
She drank more than five pints, 
and smoked about a packet,
I was surprised,
She was  the same,
Her child was crying on her for two quid only.
My wife many times objected me,
Why should I n’t stop them?
When they are doing something wrong,
But I always advised them, 
When they are in listening mood.


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a female pedophiliac

A Female Pedophiliac 
Mother’s best friend a shapely woman with a sexy smile
I  was fifteen and went to her house with a message-
something about a wedding where mother was  cooking-
and she seduced me... Can’t remember it clearly only that 
I was trembling by the sight of her nudeness. 
She did the rest, the ecstasy and the enormous newness 
of pleasure was like a dream come true... we made love
and I died every time in her ravenous encirclement.
When I left her house I was a person bewitched but had
the sense to worry what mother would say by me being so
late, but I told her I had met some friends and we had 
gone down to the park feeding the ducks and talking to
the girls... Next time I saw her I went beetroot not sure
if I had had a dream, but when mother went into the kitchen
to make coffee she told me to come back to her house in 
the evening...and I did. But someone spoke, when mother 
knew she called her a whore and never spoke to her again. 
Yet my loins craved her I was a burning flame and we met in 
fields and woods... till I had to go to sea as a galley boy. 
When I saw again she was quite old was old, perhaps forty five, 
and the flame of love had died.  


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FANTACY

My eyes stripped her naked 
Beautiful daughter of the Amazon
As she steals my heart
It was my first Friday kiss
Two tender lips glued in quest 

Of the first and last adventure
Their very own life
Her tiny nipples were raven black
To the ending point of no return
He touched her breast with kisses

The faithful motherly moon gave her light
For two Friday lovers
The fox has opened the laps
Of two younger lovers
They took their bath in a 

Bath of milk and honey
As the seven candles of the world gave light
Now kissing beyond repair
He mated like the porcupine
While she moaned like 

The white peacocks of her child hold adventure
Love and lust the crown of the day




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Almost

If I had the ability to comprehend,
All languages around the earth and;
Have not charity for my neighbors,
What good would I be worth?
If my faith could move the highest of mountains,
Also all my mysteries I understood;
If I show no love to those who “despitefully” use me,
I would not be any good.
If I used all my possessions,
To help the unfortunate (not expecting gain);
Gave my body without sincerity,
Then my work would be in vain.
Authentic love is to sacrifice,
Is not jealous and does not boast;
Since it truly comes from the heart,
It will extend from coast to coast.
Does not enjoy unlawful doings,
Loves to hear spiritual facts;
Not always aiming to please ones self,
Endures all short coming acts.
For the mysteries and philosophies,
That we presently comprehend;
Along with all the knowledge and understanding,
It will come to an end.
For the knowledge we know is part,
Moreover, the mysteries we understand are some;
Yet when the “TRUMP OF GOD” has sounded,
Only then shall we know that the “PERFECT” has come.
When I was young I was immature,
I thought I knew all things;
Still when Jesus became Lord of my life,
I put away those immature things.
Think on these things and endure without yielding,
These words of inspiration and clarity;
However, with the gifts, Charity, Hope and Faith,
Remember, the greatest is Charity.


Details | I do not know? | |

Charity

If I had the ability to comprehend,
All languages around the earth and;
Have not charity for my neighbors,
What good would I be worth?
If my faith could move the highest of mountains,
Also all my mysteries I understood;
If I show no love to those who “despitefully” use me,
I would not be any good.
If I used all my possessions,
To help the unfortunate (not expecting gain);
Gave my body without sincerity,
Then my work would be in vain.
Authentic love is to sacrifice,
Is not jealous and does not boast;
Since it truly comes from the heart,
It will extend from coast to coast.
Does not enjoy unlawful doings,
Loves to hear spiritual facts;
Not always aiming to please ones self,
Endures all short coming acts.
For the mysteries and philosophies,
That we presently comprehend;
Along with all the knowledge and understanding,
It will come to an end.
For the knowledge we know is part,
Moreover, the mysteries we understand are some;
Yet when the “TRUMP OF GOD” has sounded,
Only then shall we know that the “PERFECT” has come.
When I was young I was immature,
I thought I knew all things;
Still when Jesus became Lord of my life,
I put away those immature things.
Think on these things and endure without yielding,
These words of inspiration and clarity;
However, with the gifts, Charity, Hope and Faith,
Remember, the greatest is Charity.


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I Want My Mommy

as I lie in this womb
for it's my heart you'll hear beat soon

da beat beat beat
and da tapping of tiny feet

attached cord
was my mighty sword

words of disgrace
embedded in my taste

drug of ill fath
served on my plate

you have rather me died
than to hear my wimper and cries

I could of made you proud
instead of being wrapped in this tiny shroud

now I am someone else's angel
wearing a nice shinny golden halo


as my unspoken words goes out to you
I hope your next child won't have to go through this too




Tribute To The Unborn


Entery For 
Raul Moreno's
Unspoken Words Contest
GL All


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Broken Hearted - Lets Get Started

Broken Hearted? – Let’s Get Started

I guess you’re wondering where to start
Fixing up your broken heart

First things first – and here I’m guessing
Just stop and count all your true blessings

Find a loving dog or cat
Give it all the love you lack

Write a scathing, hateful letter
Burn the letter, you’ll feel better

Find a shoulder you can cry on
That one true friend you can rely on

Look up old friends – go have some fun
Take extra care of number one

When you feel down and have the blues
Dance in your briefs like young Tom Cruise

Give yourself time – you will recover
Believe me you will find another

Mdailey	3/17/12



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You excited Me

My heart is broken.
My mind is weeping.
My life is threatened.
I lost my trust.

You excited me for a run,
You robbed me for fun,
I misplaced my worshipping,
I shall stop my praise.

You treated me so fair,
My honour is burning,
Your ties are so strong,
I can’t walk longer.


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Those pint glass bottomed spectacles

Those pint glass bottomed spectacles
are staring up at me
as you gurgle down another beer
and burp and boff with glee.

Gone are your inhibitions
your humanity and pride,
you're acting like an animal
now that alcohol's inside.

You're acting kind of foolish
like I've never seen before,
the kind of things you wouldn't do
if sober as before.

Gone is the man I used to know
the gent with love and care,
now when if you return at night
our home's a lion's lair.

Not realizing you're losing us
by being out from three,
you're spending all the money
on the booze not rent or tea.

You're married to the drinker's tap
unbalanced and disturbed,
our wardrobe's not a public lav
your senseless lunacy's absurd!

Now take off those pint glass spectacles
when you dare to look at me
you're killing off the you inside
along with love of family.


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Text Message

push the button that says read
pray then will pop up my little seed
the seed i planted on a little computer
one of the new ways to say you love her
don't stop there the message continues
though it be short you can find it on your menu
a man named Roger sang of it long ago
a Prophet's prediction we now know
now we live in the future foretold of long ago
it's nothing like Eden in which a man did sow
but for my Eve i plant my seed
and in my heart i'll let it grow
and what will be my harvest
only heaven knows
we just push the buttons and somewhere 
something grows


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A human never learns

(Dedicated to recent killings of Virginia Tech)

A Child,
When he was only eight,
Departed home forever,
And built a new home,
On a developed and secured place,
To grown up in a wealthy environment.
What was wrong in time or place?
Is a school n’t better place?
That he learned,
How can we utilise properly,
The cultivation of weapons?
What was wrong in our system?
We failed to transplant a new vision,
A vision of human development,
But we failed to learn,
A child was walking in his sleep,
Where a soldier has pointing on him.
What was the reason?
We failed to teach him a new lesson,
When I am watching at me, 
My sighs claimed,
That we killed one more innocent,
Who killed another 32 innocents.
The enlightenment was growing in the darkness,
Not only me, you was also a part of the system,
Where people served only injustice. 
Is this a lesson for developing human?


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I Wonder Why?

“ I Wonder Why….”

The famous question “mommy and daddy why?” That’s daily what parents hear
Kids want any kind of answers even when the answers are not clear
With age they somewhat understand, but others unknown don’t let them sleep
Mysteries of the world and life make them faster breath. 

I wonder why

The Earth is full of beauty just watch how birds are flying
On the other hand, in so many places, there are children dying
When I listen to a river I want to sing
But why we keep destroying them make me think

I wonder why

Here and then I think about war and peace
About hunger in foreign countries, ignorance is a dangerous disease
If I could have wish, I would be an angel with magnificent wings
I would tie them around The Universe with love that can’t be broken by any things

I wonder why

With innocence children are born and with that question why
And parents try keeping them safe and do not want to see them cry
What happens to someone when he or she grows up?
What happens to people’s purity that makes it break up? 

I wonder why

It is a New Year and New Year Resolutions are made
I want to make good one I do not want anybody betrayed 
Follow my example and this time please do not ask why
Because if you think you have to, you are the reason why my dreams could die
 
Sometimes you do not have to ask why

Giving each other hope, and sharing love could make the world a better place
It should come from the heart, from the inner you, with a feeling of peace and 
grace
Reach our potential, growing like a healthy and strong tree
With millions of little branches moving in the breeze unbreakable and free

Sometimes you do not have to ask why

Free of hunger, loneliness, emptiness and fear
Free of diseases and sicknesses that bring to our eyes a tear 
Let’s hold our hands with love and hope
And our hands will make a chain around a globe

Sometimes you do not have to ask why

That chain will be tight like that angel wings what I was dreaming once
And even stronger and stay forever not only days or months
Let’s make this promises and promise’s can come true
If everyone will give up selfishness, we can really make this year a NEW!

And do not asks me a why 


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and 'Ladies'

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

Is It Poetry 
 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Morning Prayer 3

Sign of the Cross (poem)

O my God
I offer you all my prayers
 Works
 Joys
 and sufferings

In union with the Sacred Heart of Jesus
For the intentions
Which He pleads
Offers Himself in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass

In thanksgiving for Your favors
In reparation for my offenses
In humble supplication for my temporal
Eternal welfare 

For the conversion of sinners
For the relief of the poor souls in purgatory. 
Amen.

Sign of the Cross (Poem)


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The Walking Legs

A stony land,
Ants,
And flies,
Crowded after hunger,
Lost thirst.
The heat wave,
Who frightened,
The walking legs,
Touched their aim. 


Details | Senryu | |

Biology

The study of life.
A very interesting sub-
Ject. I just love it.


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On Knowing the Dark Side

How does one begin to have recognized
First it requires that one admits to one’s self
Do I live my life in search of perfect health?
Then the dark side has ye hypnotized 

You see the darkness is quite clever
Once you wallow in its fear of loss
Are you starting to understand you pay the cost?
Controlling your destiny forever

Caring not for another human being condition
Driving in you a false perception of need
Increasing in you one’s emotional greed
See now thee that it has a dark mission?


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I'm A Believer

If I could talk to God
What would I say
And how would I say it
Would I used a civil tongue
Or not utter a word
Would I say thank you for life's blessings
Or thank you for dying for my sins
Would I bow to his majesty
Or run like like the dickens
Would I asked why there was death
Or why is there was life
Would I ask for my family back
Or beg for a family of new
Would I ask to be thrown in a lions den
Or for freedom that of an eagle
Would I throw myself at his mercy
Or ask for more time on his precious Earth
Would I beg from rags to riches
Or simply just don't ask at all
I'm not sure what I could or would say to God
But whatever he offers is good enough for me
For just knowing I got to chat with thy master
Makes me want to believe there still is a God




Tribute To The
Father
Son
And
Holy Spirit
{Amen}

Also Entry For
Matt Caliri's
If You Could Talk To God Contest


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What effect has Lust on our souls

Lust begets in our souls a distate for holy things
Perverted conscience
Hatred of God
Frequently leads to complete loss of faith


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What A Push Over [Footle}

your 
     more

             mushy
                       gushy
 
                                     chewy
                                             gooey

                                                         but
                                                                such
                                                                  
                                                                          phony
                                                                                  bologna 

                                                                                           Tis ok
                                                                                                  I'll stay


Tribute To Love LOL

Also Entry For Matt Caliri
I Love You Because Contest


Details | I do not know? | |

A Challenge for all

Life is a challenge?
Where a challenge is for all?
A man is challenging to others.  
An animal is challenging to others.
A bird is challenging to others.

Their nature, attitudes and hobbies,
Those are cooperative or misunderstood,
They feel jealous and enjoy love,
They hate eachother and frustration,
Challenged them to fight eachother.

They love their memories,
They love their homes,
They love their needs,
They love their efforts,
They like to enjoy their lives.

They like to feel sorrows,
They like to enjoy happiness,
They like to share pains,
They like to consult eachother,
But still they love their privacies.

When nature threats them,
They unite to fight for survive,
They collect their sources to share,
They show their sympathy and mercy,
They also forgive grudges when are in crisis.


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Pancakes on a Sunday Morning

He kicked the chair beneath his feet
  Freeing himself
Forever in motion
  Forever elevated
Forever caught in time
  My brave solider
How sweet are your cries
              Sweet as the cinnamon 
On pancakes you told me to try
  the first time we met.
The mixtures still fresh 
  yet the milks sour    cow’s got his tongue out 
your dead laughter fills the walls
   the rope tightens.
So his glassy stare turns to stone
  A smile whipped and cracked upon his face.

You’ve never looked so beautiful. 
            


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LOVE - Its sinence Silences

Thou unseen behind the curtains of love -
Thy softness as the feathers of a dove,
Can cause even the stablest to move,
As differences from sea deep to mountan roof.

The music of love and its tranquil beauty,
Could be heard in distant gurgles of rivulets,
And amongst the atomies of silent breezes,
OR it's in my mind's own florid casket.

The shape of love - what it could be?
Oh!It forms itself from how the lovers be -
And of what colours is it?

It's the colour of the soul - of which the eternity is lit.
Oh! Love! Its silence silences;
It revered reverences!
Its truthful promises!!

Voices of words are what the mortals here -
silence of soul is what he doth in his heart bear.
Voice of words - as seasonal to set or drown the sail;
Silence of feelings - as decidous to start waves waving without fail.
People hath loved thee with thy love's evidences,
Let them now love thy soul with thy love's silence silences.




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Today's Syllabus (For Anwar Amilcar)

Look, boy, I will not say I am not proud of you
You building foundations for my pyramid so soon
I pray for you blessings in times of sun and moon
I pray your table banquets of joy may feast you
And that the mother of my grandchildren will be
Clothed with honor from your lips, and comforts
From your hands. A woman and wife deserves glory
For bringing our being and future into present courts
Of existential history. Shelter her with your heart
And be slow to anger never when her moods depart
The callous ways of the masculine will to do. Yet
Now, let me write you another truth of love, my son
I did not expect you to come to fatherhood and fret
Of for all the building work of self undone. Life's ton
Needs muscles of character, braced by a bright mind
To carry things to happy conclusion that needs seek.
You will search the years ahead, but will never find
The past of opportunities that fashion gifts. A meek
Man learns before experience teaches him the things
That make the old sing Psalms and pray for wings.

True education is the legacy of the past that we use
As keys for tomorrow's doors, without it, child we may
Travel in circles, and the journey takes us in a noose
Of fumbling frustrations ... and then to slow, slow decay.
What skills have life taught your hands, what will you
Teach your children ... a stone is only solid sand, which
Will you build upon? Will you see her eyes like a dew
Sparkling with pride when she looks at you? Yes, a rich
Purse is necessary, but riches is a treasure we earn
From the reward of service. O, my son, look and learn
For kindness of the heart, and passion of the hands are
More than diamonds hidden in the distant dream of stars.
Today's syllabus is my love ... and love hides its scar
In praise, dwell with your woman in peace, regret is war,
And you who war with your soul shall drink bitterness
From soggy tears; my son, love seeks the other's happiness.


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Yes Ye Will-Will Come

Oh, how it is so much fun
All having been given a choice
You can hear it in their voice
As we all dance and play in the sun

The there are many who shall turn and run
Living a continuous life of evil
End the end it will only bring upheaval
In truth their virtue, they have none


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Learning Cant Go Back

Every second that I search in this dark cave
Come with me my friend your freedom awaits
Fore I take you to the gate, nay it be ye never to late
Never shall ye again be thee enemies slave

If ye fear than stand thee behind
In my left hand I wield His shield
And my right will make the enemy yield
I go back now to free all mankind

No longer shall I leave them blind
Ending this sifting in the darkness
Death to what once was inertness
It is I Jesus Christ who has aligned 


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There's No I In You And Me

Oh you do the dishes
And I'll mop the floors

Or you can do the trash
And I'll do the sewing

You can go to work
And I'll just stay home

You do the cows
And I'll do the chickens

You cook the meals
And I'll set the table

For there's no I In you and me
Can't you plainly see

So you keep the house
And I'll keep the car

You keep the kids
And I'll pay the bills

You do the shopping
And I'll  sit still

You call the cops
I'll call the lawyers

For there's no I in you and me
Can't you plainly see


You run away
I'll just Play

You made up your mind
Mine was just fine

You tossed it all away
Now I Just gotta say

For there's no I in you and me
Now don't you totaly agree





Tribute To Lasting Relationships   LOL
That Work Together To Make It Happen




Details | I do not know? | |

The Greatest and Ten Commanments

The Greatest Commandments

You should love the Lord your (true) God with all your heart
all your soul
All your mind
 with all your strength 

You should love your neighbor as yourself


The Ten Commandments

“Believe in the true God”

“Reverence in God’s Name”

“Love the Lord’s Day” (Sunday)

“Strengthen your family”

“Promote the Culture of Life”

“Marital Fidelity (Faithfulness)”

“Not Steal Act Justly”

“Tell the Truth”

“Practice of Purity of Heart”

“Embrace Poverty of Spirit”

He, (Jesus Christ) appointed 

"Whoever listens to you listens to me

Whoever rejects you rejects me

And whoever rejects me rejects the one who sent me" 
(Lk. 10:16)


Reference: “United States Catholic Catechism for Adults ©2006


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Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear

Charity to others means giving to you
Helping all fellow (wo)man is part of the plan 
Righteousness existing in you be the clue
Integrity to self above everything else
Spiritual intent must be in cement
This will save the earth giving new birth
Jesus Christ what more must I say?
Earthly bound fear is nothing to steer
Sex is used to keep hold of you
Utterly lustful desire leads to fire
Suffering this state tough one to equate


Details | Ballad | |

Why

Ive tryed to learn 
Ive tryed to fly
all you seem to want
is for me to cry
Tryed to run
tryed to hide
you love my pain
youll love when I die
I said I would follow you to the end of time
but if you dont step up this heart well stay mine.
I wake every moring to only pain
my life is unliveable 
why wont this change
I dont want heaven
nore live in hell
just remove this life
form this cell
stop my time
stop my pain 
noone knows
to them is all the same
But I have to wake every day to other peoples happiness
so fuk your games 
Ill die alone if thats the only way
what can i do. 
when my little sister curses you.
Maybe shes right!


Details | ABC | |

A True Friend

One day a lucky star dropped on the earth,
And asked me what do you want?
Atrue friend or a million dollars,
Or either of the none?

I said a million dollars would I take,
For a nice future for me to make,
As I already have you-
Who forever did my happiness sew.

He is one of my friends I am lucky to get-
To lend his helping hand he is never too late;
He is the one I can never hate-
He is my buddy since my childhood days.

I wish I have you for the rest of the life;
Let our friendship go more ripe;
When we rest in peace let's do together--
And wish we be like this ,times and after.

Its for sure 
He will shine
As the best 
Amongst the nine!!! 




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Self-confidence

Holistic healing
Wholeness and meaning
Success and greatness
Spring, moucherom like,
Upon the deepest recess
Of your thoght process.

Before striving for success
In your day-to-day business
Strive for success
In your thought process.

You're a sending medium
You're a receiving medium
You mostly get back
Only what you send aout
Send out love
Send out hope
Send out wisdom
Sensd out compassion


Details | Rhyme | |

Learn the Language

American citizens, no matter what their occupation, would love to go overseas for a vacation. For all those people who have never been out of the country, obtain a passport and book a flight. There is so much to see. Go to Europe, Asia, or South America. For something more exotic, try Australia or Africa. There are many countries pushing their tourist industry. Take plenty of cash because they just love our money. However, before you go, be sure to understand what they say. Learning to speak their language provides for a better day. There may be thieves and shysters ripping you off in every way. They say if you speak two languages, you are bilingual. If you understand three languages, you are trilingual. If you speak only one language, you are an American. Linguistics is needed for each traveling woman and man.


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A Parent's Wish

Oh how I wish for the right words to say,
help me make a difference is what I pray.

I want to stress never giving up or giving in,
seeing as success doesn’t always mean win.

Raw talent is obviously a perk,
but there is no substitute for hard work.

Respecting others is a good thing to do,
same way you want them to treat you.

Look for the best in the people you meet,
since an unbiased heart can’t be beat.

Assuredly you will reap what you sow,
therefore compassion is a good thing to show.

Don’t be stingy but share what you got,
freely give even if it isn’t a lot.

Telling the truth is always the best route,
otherwise your sins will find you out.

Put God in the center of everything,
to receive true happiness only he can bring.

This is just a little of what I hope to instill,
for them to grasp all of this would be a thrill.

Oh how I wish I am the best parent I can be,
so the fruits of my labor I will one day see.



Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

A Mother's Love

Dear Children of the Earth,

I am in you as you are in me.
We are interwoven divine humanity.
Together, you and I are the tapestry,
The weave of sun, earth, air, and sea.

I love you, my children, so very much.
You are my hope.  In you I do trust.
I am a living being not meant to be abused.
Will I live much longer the way I am used?

Only through my children shall I live and expand.
Help me now to be the Mother shining and grand.
Without your help, there is no hope for me.
I need you as I love you.  My tears are the sea.

When you are sad and hurt, I am too.
I am your Mother; that’s what Mother’s do.
When you are angry, I flare up and I roar.
When you are disappointed, I cry even more.

When you need cheering, I remove the clouds.
In joy, I share the miracle of the rainbow so proud.
Today, the pain in my heart is wrenchingly deep.
You turn your head from me even as I weep.

Do you love yourselves enough to love me?
Am I not more important than making money!
You bomb, drill, and batter my skin and my flesh.
There’s no thought for me.  My heart cannot rest.

Wake up my children, I desperately need you.
Wake up!  And stop the pain and abuse.
For my dear children, what is happening to me
Is happening to you. Take a look; you will see.

Love me again and my forest will grow lush and tall.
Love me again and restore balance to the seas and rainfall.
My children, can you not see I am a replica of you?
The larger reflection of your own inner brew.

Weather, my children, is your reflection mirrored by me.
If there’s drought, tap into your emotions and cry a sea.
When floods rage, it’s time to check in with your Spirit.
Are you busy with daily routine?  Is there no time to hear it?

If tornados and high winds blow your top, look to your ego.
Observe if your mental processes are telling me, “NO!”
When forest fires seethe out of control, you can be sure.
Spirit is crying out, “I must make the land again pure.”

Together we can change.  We can make a difference.
I extend my mother’s heart to you in complete deference.
We must believe we can change.  I can when you do!
My body is dying, and it can only be saved by you.

I will always love you, no matter what.  That’s what mother’s do.
Love yourself no matter what; so that our love will be reflected anew.
I love my beautiful being.  I love my children.  I love myself – The Earth.
My fate is in your hands, my children.  Will you give me a new birth?

Your Mother, The Earth


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None Can Do It Alone

All wanting the truth to be known
Yet many continue to doubt
There they will find no clout
Knowing none can do it alone

Fore they will reap that what they have sown
Your desires will either lead you to fire
Pleas forever stained in the words by these Pryor’s 
Know that all must one day atone

Embracing thee one true bridesmaid and groom
This is the only way to enter His estate
So, cries these messengers standing at the gate
Encompassing understanding that all must one day attune  


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Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


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The Agony

Why do we have such trouble
          trying to explain
the height of ecstasy 
          and the depth of pain
when to you I am connected
          the blossoming of joy
where upon it being severed
          hollow emptiness deploy
 
 
I hear your cries in the vagaries of night
but your distance           prevents the healing of your plight
your pain has saturated     every cell in my soul
but only can the embrace           of Love make you whole
 
My heart aches          to hold you to my breast
to see you lifted          like a kings treasure chest
wish you could see          in mine eyes your own reflection
and take away that you aren't precious          misconception
 
I have never spent my time          tearing you apart
but sought those qualities         shining in your heart
who keeps telling you         with a derogatory voice
that you're valued less           than any other choice
 
I have loved you            from the day we first met
my promise until the end       I'll you not forget
I exerted to support you           every drop of energy
though would have rather     had you very close to me
 
There is no treasure           over you I cherish
count them as nothing    that my Love should perish
an espoused sentiment          will not a tummy feed
I had to work          to roof and clothe your need
 
The only family at the time          that cared for you
two grandparents          who tried to help me through
they saw to it       every school year you had clothes
and when I lost them          how my sanity then froze
 
I'm required to forgive          those who threw us away
and the father           who never supported you in anyway
also the men   who hide those who violate
until our God by Christ          does away with hate
 
Sometimes in Life          there is no indication
the path required                 will receive its vindication
I already know every place         that I have failed
and my own inadequacy    which upon I've railed
 
Someday perhaps          You will understand
Gods requirement     to care your needs demand
if I hadn't been alone          might've been easier to stand
and in myself          what I've lacked not to reprimand 
 
1 Timothy 5:8
But if any provide not for his own, and specially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith
 and is worse than an infidel
 
COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller


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intelligent minds


The stars and sky seen from ones eye
May Vary from  both you and I
The rain that beats down on ones face
Has reason, for it has come from space
But when they become tears from Gods infinite mold
Judgment now turns to supernatural gold
When sense is senseless
And intelligence fails
And spirits dwell or simply sail
The order of how it all goes down
Swirls in one’s mindset, round and round
When the sunrise wakes the earth each day
And sunsets slowly fade away
The only thing that holds to be true
Is a heart that’s pure and supersedes all views
Just like a child who has much belief
And can find beauty in a simple leaf
Is the way we should see this fleeting life
For the earth is our groomsman’s glorious wife
Assurance comes when we take a true stand
Grab on to who is really holding our hand
And not become complacent hopeless or deceived
Don’t Listen to everything  you hear and start to believe
For lies are poison and pain births fear
Closing up our spiritual eyes and ears
Confusion comes from open doors
We were all made to live for so much more
Never say never for many are wrong
Just in ourselves we cannot be this strong
Give credit to the creator for all he can do
Nothing is lost when it’s his love you pursue
Time shows the meaning and patience is the key
Obedience and love is what makes all men free
If there were ever a better time to open your heart
It would be right now, for this world has grown dark.


By: Sabina Nicole
written: 4-2-12


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Analysis of Interaction

She stood facing given destiny
Tall, dark, handsome, hopelessly smiling
The provderbial woman's anxiety
Of reality annexed in childlike dreaming

Her friends spoke resolutely
But she in denial made void the glance
While her heart beat passionately
And her head drunken in silence dance

Love should not be offered
For what is given counteracts our pride
Alone, Christ was delivered
Because a true lover gave till we chide

It will not spoil my joy if you
Refuse the gift, I will do it again gladly
Only so disappointed in you
I give for my own joy, nothing alters me.

So she went home feeling shy
Because they asked her, rather than they gave
But heart played drums on the sky
And longing rose and rave in wave upon wave.

The moment is gone though, and I
Read her story, and will not from love relent
Yes, there is no limit to the sky
And no sorrow when I am like my sentiment.

Given pride, love must given directly
Not offered, not fearful of rejection hesitate
For true love has no fear, nor tardily
Gives itself to the joy of love's bitter fate.


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Empty

A great sadness has settled down upon me
a misty cloud of cold
I can hardly breathe
and I can barely see
and I'm damp and chilled
and in need of the scent of my lover.

A sometime intellectual but hardly
more than animal in my excruciating desires,
I leave my desk and go out on the street
to pace around the building in the dark
and wish I smoked
so I could fill these empty hands.


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Tears

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

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


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From Our Parents to Us

My
parents
always taught
us that if we
want something, then we
have to go and get it.
It will not come to us.  My
dad told us that he wants us to
be better than he and my mom.  Go
to college and be somebody in life.


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High School Pretense

Write an epic of who you are
Tell me how you're feeling
Play it through this music phase
Just a phase
Just a hobby
Better you have to be better
It's all so superficial
What does it matter
When it's all gonna go away in the end
It's gonna graduate and
They'll give it to you
Like a diploma
You can hang it on your wall 
Second best
Because there's always someone better. 
Live it like your life
Think of nothing else 
but then it goes away
and really you've accomplished nothing
but a couple of petty memories
and a useless outdated skill.


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Trouble Moving

So you sit there and ask what am I to do?
First one needs to make a choice of truth
Then all need to reflect it in the booth
Well I say that it’s really up to you

But first take time to gather up knowledge
There is always time if life if want to make it
The time is now to stand up and take it
Contemplate and pray then you acknowledge

Then you will find more who are willing to stand
Spreading love and peace without remorse
Even though it will bring many to discourse
This I say will lead us to the promise land


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What I Love The Most

What I love the most in my life is everywhere.
It’s sometimes what lovers listen to,
When they run their fingers in each other’s hair.
People dance to it, smile, laugh, and cheer to it.
For the category of what I love the most:
Music, sweet sounding music wins.

What I love the most has turned my life around.
I’m no longer inside out and upside down,
Because a fool left my heart,
But today I am glad to say that it was good for me,
To depart and return quickly, fully, and swiftly,
To practicing what God gave as a gift to me.

My heart bursts when I partake in it.
My countenance smiles whenever I perform it.
The 88 keys of an instrument sets the mood,
For life’s ever-changing interlude,
And for every action and every attitude.

Being back in touch with what I have grown to love,
Certainly makes me happy in a way that,
No one else can think of.
Music, the sound of it is heard from coast to coast.
I’m glad to say that is what I love the most.





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My Bio

My name is Mr. Moore,
And I’m 5’2”.
If you’re a young a black male,
I care about you.
I am the father of two daughters,
And the husband of one.
I believe in running,
Until the race is done.
I appreciate music,
I appreciate it much.
I am a drummer,
With a distinct touch.
I enjoy the sound of a saxophone,
And if you mention Jesus Christ,
IT’S ON.
I play both drums,
And sax by ear.
I can play the rhythmic notes,
If they are near.
I like counting money,
Because I’m crazy about math.
I have a little "hooping" skills,
So don’t get in my path.
I had coached for five years,
Being champs of the final three.
Was put out at the buzzer,
The first two were defeats.
I had been with “The Academy”,
For eight years now.
“Tricks of the Trade”,
Was about showing young men how.
I am unique,
And like a little rhythm.
That is why I wrote,
“My Bio” to be a poem.


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Stand To Understand

All across the land
Many will not understand

Crawling like worms
Failing or discern

The reasons why the suffer
Know that you all are tougher

Dwelling in you He resides
Just asking you to abide

No longer shall the One tolerate
The time has come to obliterate

Spitting in this retort
You all have his support

Keep your reframe firm
Ignore all material concern

Just see things from his point of view
Then in you His Spirit will renew


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when love sinks

in the years of growing up
i think that i've grown down
i learnt to pay attention(sit up)
i also learnt how to frown

in happiness, i smile and grin
shaking and crying, not sad
where doe's it start or sadness begin
whats in good that turns out so bad

love is all sweetness and light
and the world is rose coloured pink
until the arguements and the fights
things you loved now suddenly stink

your unsinkable world so hurt tight
is suddenly started to get wet
run for the love boat your in for a fright
your not on that dry land yet

so i've learnt all about happy and sad
i've have lots of love and pain
i've also learnt the good and bad
just suppose i start all over again.


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MAKE A SULUTION NOW

this year  have god near
alway wear
and have a love pin
let love in make friends
have a smile be god s child
do that from city to town
MAKE A SULUIION NOW


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Heaven

i shall not be able to take one step here 
without a kind thought on earth 
i shall have no navigation 
without a smile in memory of me 
i shall have no vision 
without the wish to be seen once again 
i am here and they are all there 
they are all there coming to meet me soon 
here, making this place a comfortable room 


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YOU CAN'T BUY ME

mabe am big as a wail
well am not for sail
i love money
i don't love you honey
love to spend with a grim
i  must be free
YOU CAN'T BUY  ME


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Cornfields Have Ears

Mother warned 
Never make love in a cornfield
For the corn-- has ears 
And they just may tell...

Upon hearing this 
I laughed and replied mom
They might have ears 
But they do not have lips 
With which to speak...

Not so fast, Careful daughter said she with a smile
They have husks that are tough 
And when shucked the silk and shucks will make you tell

Yeah, I've ran through the fields 
Playing hide and seek
The itch form those husks --
Sure did make me shriek...

Ahh… Shucks... I guess you're right Mama
You don't have to worry about me
With great bliss--I promise you this... 
I'll never make love in a cornfield.




Comments:  The lesson was corny but true to form as I will never make love nor hide in a 
field of corn -- ears and all 0;-)


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Intensive Care

When someone has been seriously injured,
Such as by a car, they had been hit.
They may experience intense pain,
While being in intensive pain they would have almost wanted to quit.
Or when someone has been seriously hurt,
Maybe by a wound that was suffered do to a gun.
They are going to need special attention,
By a team of professionals, not just one.
You see the intensive care wing of a hospital
Has patients that need special experienced care.
Not that any of the others are less important,
But because of the emergency circumstances, particular doctors are there.
You see the Lord is that same way with us because,
At times we are delivered some heavy spiritual blows.
And our wounds are so deep at times,
Where we honestly do think that we can no longer go.
The hospital will have special medical equipment,
To help them with their challenges of care.
But the Lord has His very Word,
And when His Word goes out, it goes and performs everywhere.
You see while in your spiritual walk,
The Lord has allowed it all to take place.
And yes we suffer some horrendous blows,
He cares and doctors will stay in the race.
Now after your operations have been performed,
And from the hospital you have been discharged, do not fall into a collapse.
Because you must make sure that you stay spiritually strengthened,
And not enter into a relapse. 
So just remember that that medical team,
Who most don’t acknowledge Him being there.
Just know when you find yourself severely wounded,
The Lord Jesus Christ has His own “Intensive Care”.


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Home

Tears dying on my cheeks
Song ringing in my ears
Sobs still hiccuping in my chest
Eyes still softly leaking tears.
But there will be a happy ending
There will be a brighter day
There will be sunshine on my shoulders
And sweeter things to say. 
I will have a place where I belong
And friends who will keep in touch
I'll have a brighter future
And promises will mean much.
I will somehow make it through this
Even if I have to walk alone
But I'll make it; I'm almost there
Somehow, I'll make it home.


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Health

Health is about
Public awareness
In-depth interconnectedness
Spiritual consciousness
Mental aliveness
Emotional fitness
Meaning, wholness
Global welleness.


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Truth Be Known

All must at some point make their will His you see
Mortal ye I be just a man yet I seek the true Master’s throne
Stephen became a martyr due to the many castings of stone
That is the true resurrection, Jesus Christ in Thee


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Father Christ Deal


Eternal Father saw outnumber of people’s sins 
Sad with what He created
He wanted to destroy the world
People hurting each other

Father Christ stopped Him
Told the Eternal Father He would go down to earth
Take People’s cruelty
To start His power over people

He told the Eternal Father people would understand
Ransom Himself
Not to destroy the world
Believed people to be one

Eternal Father searched a woman
To conceive and bear a Son
Angel Gabriel spoke to Mother Mary
You have found favor from (Eternal) God
Holy Spirit will shine over you
You are to name Him Jesus
He will save people from their sins
To save destruction of the world

Father Christ started a Church
For People to be Universal
People don’t understand
In His Church people are saved

What are these other churches?
In there you are not saved
Don’t be fooled
By the Christ’s like religions

There is only one
Deal to the Father
Be Universal to His Church
Roman Catholic

To understand the Two Greatest Commandments
“Love God all your mind, heart, body and soul”
2nd is “Love your neighbor as yourself”
When we love our neighbor, Covers the 1st Greatest Commandment

Other Churches are misleading people
Thought they loveFather Christ
Person who created their Church 
Was the person they believed  and loved

Father Christ is very hurt
People don’t know in His Church 
You’re saved
In others you’re condemned

11162011


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GIFTEDNESS

Every man you meet
Every woman you meet
Has all he needs to be
Has all she needs to be
The meaning seeking specie
The meaning making specie
He is meant to be
She is meant to be.

Every  man you meet
Every woman you meet
Has all he needs
Has all she needs
For a new and a beeter he
For a new and a better she
For a new and a better we
In a new and a better here
In a new and a better now
In a new and a better world.


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HEALING

There is no healing
Without meaning
And no meaning
Without wholeness
No wholeness
Without holiness
No holiness
Without  relatedness
In-depth relatedness
With all there has been
With all there is
With all there is 
about to be.

Healing
Is the inward journey
Beyong the pysical body
Healing Aacall
To the internal pharmacy
A call for more identity
A call for more integrity
A call for more  inner intimacy
A call for more innerharmony.


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Honourship

You may have an opinion.
Until you didn’t express,
Your idea has no value, 
Action can protect rights.

If a leader leads a country,
Has no compromising agenda,
He can’t blame on others,
If his voters rejected him.

Honourship reflects on respect,
If you have regard others,
Others will also turn up as 
You care for their protection.

Development can’t take place,
In positive direction to hold,
Peace and prosperity if a man,
Fails to understand a decision.


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Heroes In Deeds

Being righteous simply is not enough
Living Lords command and not living in sin
It takes much more than that to win
You see your soul still remains in hot stuff 

Asking, what more than does a soul need?
Feeding upon what kind of thoughts
Signifies the casting of death’s or life’s lots
Living in our Lords name requires charity in deeds

Those who live a life similar to that of Nero
Turning away from all that you know that is not right
All who fail to remain determined and forthright
Know that at the end He will not define you as Hero


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I Just Gotta Tell You

I just gotta tell you 
about this man I know

How He follows me around
where ever I go

I don't even mind much
cause I love Him so

This is how
my story goes

Once I was lost
but then was found

His voice that of an angel
Lifts me from the chains of hell

I know He'll alway's be right by my side
Even if I'd gone off and have died

I give thanks to the Lord above
Wishing I could ride on His winged doves

I'd shout from His highest mountains
And tell it to the world over and over again

How much this guy means to me so
As I etched His name across the snow

Jesus Is the only one for me
Once you feel His love too 
you'll surely agree




Tribute To The
Father
Son
And
Holy Spirit
{Amen}

Also Next Song In The Makings


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Hidden Agenda

With a list of things to be done,
At most meetings it is normally read out loud.
Although this agenda is different,
It is typically read out to a croud.
Some meetings are being held,
With an agenda detailed of its kind,
Others walk with their agenda, 
Within their very own mind.
When someone does something nice for you,
Is it profitable for them or was it from the heart.
This is the BIG question
That we must answer from the start.
When we do what we do or say what we say
What is the MOTIVE behind it?
Are we doing it for something in return or,
Waiting to get something back from it.
You see, true love is genuine and when it is given
We do not look for returns from those
Because the Lord may come from any angle He wants
And who knows how your blessing will be composed.
I can do the right things for the wrong reasons,
And it will not put me in any near superior standings.
Because once again the Lord deals with our hearts and minds,
So GOOD MOTIVE is something He would be handling.
Just like Saul, when he was killing the Jews,
He thought he was doing the Will of God.
Until his Damascus Road experience where he then joined the Jews.
So if your agenda be open or closed,
Remember it will always be open to the Lord our Master.
For He knoweth our thoughts afar off.
And we know that open rebuke is better than secret love 
This is what is said by the Master	


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No Rest in life

When he read a book,
An Idea, 
That was resting,
In his mind,

Developed its vision,
A hidden theme,
That was hiding from his thoughts.
Everyone was astonished,

To find its existence.
Nobody can imagine seeing,
How a tiny seed,
That is hiding so big tree,

He was very happy,
When he found that,
A homeless person,
That has no rest in life.


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RESPECT

To respect
Is to accept uniqueness
To respect
Is to accept otherness
To respect
Is to fight for togetherness
To respect 
Is to learn from necessary differences
To respect
Is to grow from necessary differences
To respect
Is to value shared values
The very and only glue
That binds us to one another
Tightly together

To respect
Is to refrain from interfering
With one another's intimacy
With one another's privacy
With one another's deep-rooted values
With one another's worldviews
With one another's need ffor reedom
With one another's needs for wisdom
With one another's need for self-expression.


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COLD WEATHER FOOD

its that time
read the sign
thats say soup
with noodle toots
love the smoking stuff
i love chestnut
so mean love boil  potatoes
and cook tomatoes
all this is and more so cool
COLD WEATHER FOOD


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MEANING

The outer world
Analyzes
The inner world
Enlightens
The outer world
Socializes
The inner world
Awakens.

The 'outside in'
The 'inside out'
Must met
Must mate
Must melt down
To be the very one
That provides
Calcium to our bones
Love to our heart
Wings to our imagination
Melody
To our life symphony.


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Special Children With Special Needs

We are all born into this world, Some are weak some are strong.
Some are blind and sme they cannot walk.
Some are deaf and some cannot even talk or even crawl or even do for themselves in any point of their lives.
No matter what it may be they are what makes each and everyone one of them special.
They are no different from you or me.
The deserve to be happy just as well as the next.
They deserve an education just like anyone else.
A little bit more love and understanding is the only solution there is.
Special children with special needs they need you me and everyone  on their side fighting for their rights to be equal as everyone else and not to be judged upon for their limited abilities


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A Natural Command

Hunger,
A natural command,
All human efforts,
Dedicated or non-dedicated,
Responsible or irresponsible,
Natural or unnatural,
Legal or illegal,
Comfortable or painful,
Supportive or non-supportive,
Understandable or misinterpreted,
Criminal or civil,
Cooperative or opposed,
Contributes a change.
Where a person seeks only rest,
We paid life to control appetite,
Women knew that one intercourse could ruin her life,
She surrenders herself to Poverty,
A Man that is educated and wealthy, seeds HIV and Aids,
A man that is powerful, challenges peace,
And polluted environment,
Where poverty is growing,
For away from his concreted boundaries,
And he delivers messages,
On the air, he has a solution to win the war. 
Nobody can control appetite,
Hunger is only a natural command.


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the struggle

i see people dying in the streets families have no food to eat while rich are living high of the 
dog there are people struggling trying to find decent jobs i see people going out there 
commiting crimes young children dying before there time i mean what did we do to deserve 
this seeing are people die for no perpose i mean let me speek the the truth at times is there 
is no some hope for to days youth i say this because there are kids out there saling drugs 
smoking bud and it bugs me how they are trying to be like these images you see on tv when 
all they need is a dose of reality actuality this is not the way its sopose to be its no good for 
me its pathetic to see how this could ever be so much poverty and animosity possibly not 
just effecting us localy in our own community but also nationaly.


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season is over.

after playing ball the contestants make there way to the draw wall.
Felling sore from the ride before. no one knows whats in store.
Justin took quite the fall, carson gets his horse out of her stall.
they check in with the doc. and he suggests they stretch and go for a walk.

as kevin rolls in, no one knows where hes been
Gene is having a really great year, as he celeabrates with yet another beer
wes made the top five, hes starting to feel the vibe.
coch kelly, always clean and proper, was once quite the show stopper

the team sits around the table for lunch, as the pep tlak goes out to the bunch
tonight is the last of the season, as kevin pops a choclate reisen.
some will move on, some will stay, its not the ride its livin for the day
Rodeo is not about being the best, its about your lifes quest

two hours before the show and just going with the flow
wes and carson play with there ropes, as kevin looks for the saddle soap
gene checks his cinch, as justin pulls some snuff and takes a pinch.
kelly is busy shaking hands, as people start to fill the stands.

grand entry rolls in and the energy is felt throughout the pen
the anthem is played and the prayer is sent, who will make the rent
the hosres are loaded and ready to go, with the intry of funny man joe
grand entry has left and the cowboy is set, with the swing from the gate there off 
like a jet.

Dreams are made and dreams will fade with every entry fee paid.
gene gets set his eyes are cold and hes destined to have a buckle full of gold
carson wrestles his steer and blows a knee, the crowd rises to see
justin slides up on his rope and feels just right, for hell make the ride of his life 
tonight....

The show is over and the stock is fed we are thankfull noone is dead
reality is set and buckles are handed out, for some this is what their life is about
for some college rodeo has come to an end, but there is an open rodeo around 
the bend.
sad but true this season is over, but not to worry, its just another beginning for 
mr.Slover.


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Grandmother

Your bright eyes of old

A story to be told

Containing memories of youth

With some embellished truth

You have been strong

For so very long

A life of perfection

With unchanged direction

Your words guide me well

In all that you tell

But no answers for sale

Allowing me to fail

So I may learn

From you in turn

To remember what I do

And pass it onto someone new


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Hidden Treasure

There is a place I’ve been told
That bears the richest vein of gold
Where truth and wisdom do abound
It’s in God’s word it can be found
The word of God is quick and sure
And has the power to make one pure
It’s by God’s Spirit the sword is swung
All in its path will be undone
The sick the blind the lame are healed
When the word of God; Christ’s sword He wields
It has the power to make one whole
And has the truth to heal the soul
Just believe his word, it’s true you’ll find
It’s not of man but of God divine.


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Test Time

My blessed heart
Where shall I start

I thank my dear Lord
For being my mighty sword

For fighting these demons within
Who try to make me faulter or sin

I thank the Heavenly angels above
For bringing me someone new to love

I thank family and friends
For showing me how to fight till the end

I feel blessed for the air I breath
Even if it tends to make me sneeze

I feel blessed to watch my child grow
For she still loves the way I kiss her fingers and toes

So when I'm feeling so down and blue
I recant back to things of being so brand new

So thanks to others whom I pass on these blessings
For the Lord will alway's do his own testing


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BE THE BEST

Feel others' feelings
Be sensitive to others' needs
Including their most hidden needs 
Make others' needs
Part of your most treasured seeds
Live a win-win-game of life
Do not build your future
Over others' failure.

Step outside your own self
Feel great
About others' greatness
Be great
Through others' greatness.

Wherever you happen to be
Whatever you happen to do
Make your surrounding world 
A better place to be for somebody.

Strive to be the trailblazer
Strive to be the pathfinder
Of the very best in you
Of the very best in me
Of the very best in us all as a whole


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A fresh Touch

Nobody can live in past,
History is past, a man can learn,
About his success and courage,
New techniques to develop future.

A family tree and my identity,
Religions, traditions and formalities,
A person can’t spare himself,
Until he is living in a society.

Relations are as branches of a tree,
Friends and relatives are leaves,
And a family is flower and fruit
A reduction for growing appetite.

A tree in present where birds
Come to sing and develops nest,
Air delivers fragrance for charming,
A fresh touch for every living.


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Chosen

I was chosen before my time.
Listen very close this is not just a rhyme.
My life was known before I was born yet,
Time had to come around the horn.
Now I am here with a job to do,
Part of my job is to watch over you.
Yes I am a keeper and I must be kept,
For another brother’s died while I have slept.
The poison metal pipes are going around,
Flowing in, flowing out and all around town.
Earning a day’s wages and still in need,
Then the poison metal pipes help kill a seed.
We’ve been accused for doing most of the wrong,
And if we’re not careful, we’ll believe all the long.
In the midst of it all, others round about me fall,
STILL, I am destined to answer my call.
My call is from above to both young and old,
So what I am telling you, I am only being told.
By  one most know of, and they may know OF Him well,
But its not enough to know of,
THAT’S THE REASON WHY OTHERS FELL!!!
You see I owe you as a brother, and I owe Him as a Father
So I am here for Him, and there’s really no bother.
I will do what I’ve been destined to, this I know is right.
During the morning, during the evening, and into the night.
I’ve been called, picked out, with a mission ahead.


And if you don’t take heed, you may wind up dead.
You see, dead is being more than without a beat,
It is also being held under another’s feet.
Not thinking for yourself, influenced by the WRONG others,
Persuaded by some BOYS, and then, becoming mothers.
Not following the wisdom of our parents from old,
Not wanting to take heed to what we are told.
We are leaders by nature and 
We can’t help this,
Still the way some of us are leading,
Others will never reach this bliss.
You can not be a leader less you have someone to follow,
But whom can you lead, the strong or the hollow.
We do not have long in this earthly place,
Yet its not about the color, the gender or the race.
Its about being a soldier and the chain of command,
The torch has now been put into my own hands.
You see they’re many torches, all in the hands of the same,
Strong minds, strong willed with the backup of 
“THE NAME”
The end is soon to come so I must go now,
But you have already been chosen for right here and now.
You are the next leaders, I would give it some thought,
Because you have not only been “CHOSEN”, but;
You’ve also been 

BOUGHT !!!  


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She loved one

She could feel it in her bones.

Chills promising her she would

would never be alone.

I cried the night he left, he

just went away leaving me with

a scar of sweet memories. I held

him dear to me he was the only one

who I had led to my heart and opened

the door. 

He didn't deserve it, oh no he didn't

But he was the one she loved and as the

tears dropped she turned to stone.


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Self-Esteem

We may be lovely
We may have a stable family
We may be a great celebrity
We may have a lot of money
We may still feel insecure
We may still feel inadequate
We may still feel unlovable
We may still feel miserable.

Self-esteem is 
Less about our height
Less about our weigh
Less about what we know
Less about what we don't know
Less about what we have
Less about what we don't have.

Self-esteem is
More about a positive self-image
Positicve self-image by  which
Positive self-image through which
We accept unconditionally
We respect unconditionally
Our state of being
Our readiness of becoming.


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SCHOOL MATES

 on my frist day 
i must say
it was a gas
and love the staff
they teach
to us each
you could feel the love beat
for heavensake
i love my
SCHOOL MATES


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Dying

Controlled to extremes
Unable to move
Without you leering at me
I slowly starve of reality
Of air
Suffocating
Drowning
'Me' 
Dies


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Young Mother

There is emptiness in my heart, I want to be loved unconditionally and true,  
There is no one to hold me or always be here...
 A child of my own will ease my fears, I let myself say...
 A love of my own flesh and blood, a baby of my very own, one who will love me 
No matter what and will be with me always... 
Now this life is growing in my young womb, 
I am only sixteen and reality has set in.... 
So many questions I never had before, worries on my mind more and more.
 I am so all alone, how could this be? 
Where is the father of my child to be? 
No money or home for my child and I to go... 
I am sad and scared and no one evens knows... 
I am his mother, the only way for him to survive,
Now that it's too late I ask myself why?
 A child myself, I break down and cry. 
I was naive and selfish and too young to understand.
My freedom has been stripped from me and my future is gone, 
My baby and I have nothing to rely on...
 So I strive to provide all that he needs as I go without so my baby can eat. 
I am forced to grow up, my hopes and dreams disappeared, my childhood is only 
a memory, I fear...
The love for my child is more than words can say and strong until the end...
But I miss my inner-child, my hopes and dreams, my youth and me...
My only best friend.


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THE UNHEARD CRY

Listen to the built-in
Meaning-making-murmur.
In the deepest recess
Of your inner being
In the subtlest string
Of the music within
There is a small
There is a still
There a powerful inner voice
Crying out  for meaning
The cry is loud enough
To be heard all around
Please, read my eyes
Please, listen to my heart
Please, see the obvious signs
From my slightest sighs
The cry for meaning is boundless
The cry for meaning is timeless
The cry for meaning universal
The cry for meaning is personal


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THE KING

There is a King in every kid.
Envy, jealously, bitterness
Anger, malice, meanness
Is fatal to the King in every kid.

Meanness
Kills the King in every kid
Bitterness
Kills the King in every kid
Hatred, malice, offense
Eats up
The body's immune system

Love, hope, faith
Freedom, wisdom, compassion
Is the Golden Gate
To a new and more meaningful world
To a new and more peaceful world
To a new and better world
Where the sun shines for us all
Where the morning star guides us all.


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Four: Decoded

The water wakes that the water makes transforms me into odder shapes other times I turn to brine for sour grapes make the sweetest wine and to all my children, I shall be your villain if the purpose shall arise through my empty thoughts in that empty space, is what I seek in the compromise with the beauty of life endangered, far more after Mother, where is the lady? who cradled me as a baby? whose earthly nature sure bred creation into this creature I came to be when I am lost, or I cannot see I can always rely on me Proud as the man I am I love who I become for I am growing more rapidly that ever thought by anyone I love most the parts, I keep to me for that are what saved me those days, Now I am all that I am the savior of self made Some people call me crazy some people still call my old name some people are calling me a falling angel until one day, that is all left, I am then I shall be unbounded for the better or the worse but know for certain that upon arrival my act shall be well rehearsed.


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Volunteers

Volunteers,
Share each and every year.
They give their best.
They are motivated individuals,
Who have passed the test,
Which covers nobility, generosity, sincerity, and pride.
They lead us to the path of happiness and success,
With their hearts opened wide.
They guide the future to vast horizons,
With unselfish guidance.
Volunteers,
The chief examples of patriotism,
Of living the American way,
Each and every day.

wrote 4-29-10


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Inherent Love

Let the gays out
 
Let the prisoners shout
 
See the Pope wearing a dress
 
Staple a rainbow to your chest


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New To Old Experience

The Cycle will always reset
Undergoing that what is foretold
Is up to every human to behold
The will’s of (wo)man will beget

So all of these lives have been done before
Go through all are we these metaphoric changes 
Initiating with forgiveness everything rearranges
Multiplying cells always starts at the core

All of you just wanting to know more
He says, all you ask then to receive
Want to live a new life then believe
What else better have you to explore?


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Dedication

~To my beautiful children~

Though your lives may be filled with endless troubles,
endless roads which seem profound,
many obstacles will you need to over come,
before your life's journey is done.

Life is full of many sorrows,
and many tears will be shed,
hold fast to the knowledge that you are loved,
problems shared can be easier to bare.

Live each day as if it were your last,
for tomorrow might never come,
never dwell on past regrets,
because whats done is done.

Let education free your minds,
then with your minds you can steer,
let the sky be your destination,
I only pray I meet you there.

The key to life is to love yourself,
and hold those you love close,
because it's a big bad world out there,
not all can make it alone.

Last of all look after each other,
once i'm gone this will be all your have,
despite what happens in your lives,
family should always have your back.


M.Mahauariki © 2012





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Yesterdays News

Everyday and there is another story to be told
Of someone dying other then the old
Because todays headlines
Is yesterdays news
And all over again 
It is another mans pain
And the world reads about it all

A little boy with only memories
   of his dad laying dead at his feet
Dad walked his son to school 
   on them bad streets

A mother and a father
   laying dead in their beds
A stranger shoots them 
   at close range in the head

Someone needs to know
That you love them right now
Let's spread some of God's love all around

Because tomorrow isn't promised at all
It seems other have no care for a human life at all

Every time you hear the news someone is drying
Listen to the voices that are crying
Of two little girls laying dead on a path one walks on every day
I hope you are listening to the words I say

A sixteen year old 
And her father decides that she can drive
A mother toss her only child to the side
Is no longer alive
A father lost his wife
A mother her life
And the world reads about it all

Still a lot of people dying that isn't saved
This isn't something that is on my mind
The bible speaks about it all before the end of time
Family against families killing one another
Fathers, Mothers sisters against brothers

And death has no mercy it passes none of these by
Some of us are only left with tears to cry
Because a father shoot in the back of the head
Trying to protect his family now he is dead

Fire takes a little boys life 
Because he runs back into the house 
To save his mother, only to be remembered as a hero

Everyday and there is still another story to be told
Of someone dying other then the old
Because todays headlines is yesterdays news
And all over again it is another mans pain
And the world reads about it all

Yesterdays news!


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I'm Out Of Here {Footle}

if you 
    feel blue

           can't forgive
                 just snive

                         the one
                             your son

                                        you love
                                             because

                                                   you won't
                                                         and don't

                                                              love 'em 
                                                                   leave 'em

                                                                            for long
                                                                                   he's gone



Please let your son's and daughters know
they are loved and wanted no matter what

This is my entry for Jim Fish's Contest
Love And Forgiveness


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Peace

A meaningful life
In a meaningful world
For every thinking soul
Is our first longing
Our deepest longing
Our greatest challenge.

A meaningful life
In a meaningful world
With enough air for all to breath
With enough water for all to drink
With enough food for all eat
With enough room for all to sleep
With a why for all to live by
With a how for all to get through
Is all it takes to us all as a whole
To accept necessary diffferences
To respect necessary differences
To learn from necessary differences
To grow from necessary differences
To fight for peace from the inside oute
To fight for peace from the outside in


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Que Es El Amor?

Love is the greatest feeling,
Love is like a play,
Love is what I feel for you,
Each and every day.
Love is like smile,
Love is like a song,
Love is a great emotion,
That keeps us going strong.
I love you with my heart,
My body and my soul.
I love the way I keep loving,
Like a love I can't control,
So remember when your eyes meet mine,
I love you with all my heart,
And I have poured my entire soul into you,
Right from the very start.


By: Adriana Ballesteros


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HAVE ME

am smart
cloths or starch
i love to march
for whats right
black or white
my love is free
be glad
TO HAVE ME


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Love poems

What's really inside love poems, does anyone else analyze what they mean?, surely i'm not the only one out there, that can really see what's hidden beneath. On the surface they paint beautiful pictures of passions, loves and desires, longings for love ever after, rekindling the endless fires. but when I look at love poems, this is not what I see, hidden messages between poetic rhymes, I'll give you some examples of what I mean. I need you, I want you, I cant live with out you, screams co dependence to me, I will be by your side, catch you when you fall, your enabler I will be. I feel bad inside when you not around, absolutely no self esteem, you are my destiny, we belong together, obsessing endlessly. I wont let you go, for you are my life, a stalker this one will become, with out you my life is pointless, suggests suicidal tendency's. So do you see what I mean, do you see what I see, next time when you have a read, look for the story that writer tells, the real story hidden beneath.
M.Mahauariki © 2012


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GREATENESS

Of all the fields of studies
Of all life unsolved mysteries
None offers as many opportunities as
The study of man's inner potential
Of all the fields of studies
Of all life unsolved mysteries
None is as neglected as
The field of man' s inner potential.

Cast out sporadically
The net inwardly
Life's most coveted treasure
Lies nearby, deep down inside
Right in the subtlest string
Of your inner being.

Sing out loud 
Your most favorite love song
Saw a seed
Where it is the most in need
Life most difficult war
Life most rewarding war
Is the war
Between you and your own self.


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Writing

Writing sets me free.
It helps me get my point across.
When I am writing, no one is my boss.
The literary genre of my choice is poetry,
Because it creates the very image of my inner voice.
I’m not very talkative in fact:
People are surprised when they see me act like they act.
Back to the genre of poetry,
I like it because it sound like the lyrics of rap M.C.’s
Again, I say it lets you know,
The real me.

I had no idea that God gave me the gift of writing poetry.
I realized it when the so-called love of my life walked out on me.
It was the only nonviolent way of easing my pain, 
Because I had already done so many things to get over it that caused me shame.

Not only writing is a talent.
I have many hobbies some could call me a jack-of-all trades.
I love music, singing, scientific works, and reading books-that all people made.
Numerous talents have me unsure of what career to pick.
I don’t know what I should be.

I think sometimes that I want to be a singer, engineer, or teacher/scientist.
I often wonder, is all of that really me?
I have no clue of what I should do.
Maybe there is a way that I could mix,
All of these talents together.

Writing helps me get all of my thoughts out.
Maybe I should be a writer on various topics of my interests.
I am a quiet person so writing is way that I shout,
About my beliefs, attitudes, interests, and general. 





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Best Friends Forever

You are my best friend,
Until the very end.
We acted liked cake and ice cream,
So thick and so thin.
In Autumn, we played together,
Until the leaves off the tree began to decay.
We also keep in touch. And our houses weren't far away.
We both went to same school and classes,
But our love for our classmates never lasted.
No one can come between you and me. 
Because we are friends until infinity.
Nothing can separate me from your love you showed.
Now, that you aren't here,
There are debts that I must owe. 
Just wish that the good times were still here,
And we can still laugh and spread some cheer


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Scammers

Love God, all your heart, your soul, all your mind, your strength
It is dealing with neighbor
Love your neighbor as yourself
The two Greatest Commandments

Online neighbor are good with sweet talks
Don’t realize the pain created
Like Devil for Satan
Satan loves when neighbor become his slave

Satan’s purpose is leading them to death
Fooling neighbor
Tricking the neighbor
Creates low self-esteem

How can they do this?
They don’t see God
Do they even believe in God?
God knows

They pull a trick on you
Loss of Self-respect
Some use God
For neighbor’s heart to fall

Some use their health
Said they need to rest
They pretend they have a fund
Then later they ask for your bank account

Said have no children
To inherit the fund
Was going to donate it to some Charity
You came amazed by the words

First to do is to hypnotize you
Be careful from the devil within 
Go with the true Jesus Christ
He’ll lead you the way


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Darkness

Who is elucidator?
Darkness elopes with shine and travels, 
A shadow provides rest,
And swings dream,
Someone comes and awakened mind, 
That runs after worry.
An Unscheduled day acts for punctuality,
One after one, jobs appears 
And compels to run after them.
Every day every time, pleasure and sorrow,
Involves me to play a game,
My interest and hobbies sketches a web,
Where time develops roots,
And life travels through them,
As nerves of my body,
As air blew to touch me,
As water flowed calmly,
Without a challenge of its power,
But my actions, 
always acted proudly after his little success,
And disturbs others with prompted manner.



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United Messengers At The Gate

Learning that it is never to late
We all start to feel its demand
These messengers begin to equate
Holy Spirit is at our command

All across the world we shall stand
As human beings we can all relate
All human consciousness shall expand
Allowing the Almighty’s will to dictate


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' They Are Wrong To Blame God ... Part 1 of 2 ' (or Implore The People With Love)

I Know Some Have Been Hurt
By What Others Say and Do …                 ( Rom. 8: 22 )
But In All Fairness God,
They Are So Wrong To Blame You

For Deceit and Treachery                         ( Gen. 4: 5-10 )
Is Courtesy Of Men                                 ( Eccl.  7: 29 )
And Those Rebels That Started It All         ( Gen. 3: 1-7  )
Hurled Us Into Grief and Sin                     ( Rom. 5: 12 )

They Took God’s Loving Gifts                    (  Gen. 2: 8  Rev. 4: 11)
(And In Honesty, So Do We)                     ( James 1: 17, 18 )
And Then, Tried To Steal More                  ( Gen. 2: 16, 17 )
(More Than Fruit From Tree)

Was It Out Of Want ? …
No, It Was More Like Greedy                     ( Gen. 1: 29 )
“Our” First Human Parents Were Selfish      (Gen. 1: 28 )  
And Now, All of Us Are Needy …                 ( John 3: 16 )

Needy For Kindness and Good-Health Re-Storage
Needy For Security, Needy For Porridge
Needy For Mercy, Needy For Courage 
The Reason I Write This … We’re Needy For Knowledge

That’s Why, Souls Go To War
That’s Why, We Steal and Kill
Why The Lies, Envy and Fear … ?
They Don’t Know Who or What’s Real …

Ever Since Adam and Eve’s Fall
We’ve Looked For Someone To Blame           ( Gen. 3: 12, 13 )
But We Are Wrong To Blame God (He Called) ( Gen. 3: 8, 9 )
… And It Is Our Own ‘Crying-Shame’

Even Now, God Gives Us Care
God Gives Sunlight And Rain                          (  Matt. 5: 45  )
By God’s Grace, He Lets Us Live
He Is Not The Blame For Pain                         (  Eccl. 7: 29  )

See … If Someone Slaps My Face
I Won’t Say, It’s God’s Fault
It’s In That Person’s Heart                              ( Matt. 15: 19 )
(And In Mine, If Back, I Fought)                      (Matt. 5: 39 )

God Says, Love One Another                          ( Matt. 22: 39 )
God Says, Treat Each Other Right                   ( Matt. 7: 12  )
God Says, Fear Not The Darkness                   ( 23rd Psalms)
For God Gave Us, “Love-Son-Light”                 ( John 3: 16 )

                                (Part 1 of 2 )


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A Religious Belief

We were three in a group,
When we came back after preaching,
Father blessed to each other individually,
What is your bless God may bless you?

My friend was a funeral director,
He had a prayer for his success,
He was quiet happy this time,
His funeral service was very busy.

My other friend was a doctor,
He also had a prayer for his success,
His season was little quiet this year,
He was willing more patients than last year.

I was a lawyer and have prayer for success.
I was also willing more criminal cases,
If people will attempt more murder and rape,
I shall get more; it is a matter of my income.


Do you like to serve in that way as you doing?
Everyone has needs, who doesn’t like luxury?
God has power to fulfil prayers, a religious belief, 
If people are servicing for self who can get relief?


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Poetry And Scripture

Poetry and Scripture
Celebrating the Easter Season


His love is as glistening as the morning dew 
On the red rose

His love for us deeply flows
And forever grows

His breath is soft
As a gentle spring breeze

His voice you can hear in the rustle of the trees
To Him We should bow our heads and fall to our knees



Because He lives
We too shall live



Tribute To The
Father Son And Holy Spirit
    {Amen}


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Der Flug Nach Deutschland

Boston is for leaving.
Torgau is for brothers
Weimar is for mourners.
Dresden is for lovers.

Leipzig is for players. 
Meissen is for Sisyphus.
Frankfurt is for patience.
Berlin is for the two of us.

Ride the bus down,
board the flight across the earth.
fly "der Flug nach Deutschland"
and hold on for what it's worth.


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Trust no one

I can't help 
the way that I feel
I look around
seems nothings real
it's like a story
that someone tells
no one's real
they're not their selves
I've played my part
and so did you
I guess that's why
I'm so confused
you had a script
I never viewed
and all the other players knew
but always kept a distant view
friends to both
but protecting you
and in the end
the game I'd lose
I guess I one my thanks to you
you've taught me well
verified my view
don't trust any one
including you.


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Jujitsu Dojo

We strike out on objective clash
Were set to meet, make it brash
She throws an elbow, i duck the might
Tackle waist first
Still delite in sight
Wrap an arm, advance position 
Shes still a girl 
With the greatest ambition


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My name is Mr. Moore,
And I’m 5’2”.
If you’re a young a black male,
I care about you.
I am the father of two daughters,
And the husband of one.
I believe in running,
Until the race is done.
I appreciate music,
I appreciate it much.
I am a drummer,
With a distinct touch.
I enjoy the sound of a saxophone,
And if you mention Jesus Christ,
IT’S ON.
I play both drums,
And sax by ear.
I can play the rhythmic notes,
If they are near.
I like counting money,
Because I’m crazy about math.
I have a little "hooping" skills,
So don’t get in my path.
I had coached for five years,
Being champs of the final three.
Was put out at the buzzer,
The first two were defeats.
I had been with “The Academy”,
For eight years now.
“Tricks of the Trade”,
Was about showing young men how.
I am unique,
And like a little rhythm.
That is why I wrote,
“My Bio” to be a poem.


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Going sidewayz

Late 2001

I lie here in my darkness, in my own misery,
wallowing in self pity, this always happens to me,
my mind clouded by emotion, no light can I see,
I cant stand the pain I want to be free.

My entire life is caught in time, slowly killing me inside,
I don't want to go on anymore, I want to die.
Can't summon the strength to move my body at all,
no one cares, I lay there just staring at the wall

I take another 20, that makes 100 now,
hopefully I sleep and never wake up,
Another hour goes by, typical......., nothing has changed,
laying there helpless, crying in vain.

I reach for the razor blade, from my window ledge,
willing the strength, so deep I press,
my pulse beats heavily as the pain sets in,
Ahhhhhhhhhhh release, the seeping begins.

...........................................................................................

This was a time in my life not many know about,
the truth I distorted as I tried to block it out,
if no one had come that fateful day,
I wouldn't be here trying to explain.

Life's full of heart ache, this was merely one,
losing my first love was real hard to over come,
I didn't see any light, I never thought I'd make it through,
too caught up in the emotions, stopping the pain was what I had to do.

Now 10 years on, I still think of her,
only fleeting moments though, here and there,
we both moved on and have our own families,
but i'll always have that special place for her inside me.

Though I felt hurt and so much pain,
my actions then were really in vain,
time was the healer of my broken heart,
only over time did I gradually come out of the dark.

M.Mahauariki © 2012













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Memory Hunt

Who can forget another
When a spouse won't remember you?
Who can search for a lover
When a mate discovers how to...?


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Can Men Really Love?

After years of seeking the truth
I'm still at a dismay
Can men really love?
Is it real or play?

I know women are meant to love
We love all in sight
We crave to be nutured 
Be it wrong or right

Is it your suppose to be strong?
Love is a weakness at first?
Will your friends make fun of you?
Do you think it's a curse?

Is it your ego?
I'm just not sure
I've seen what love isn't
You have to be mature.

Do men always get jealous?
Too afraid to be full exposed?
I know women will love a million different ways
But a mans heart seems to be froze

I'm just curious
So I put in words for all to see
Maybe someone can help me 
Can men really love in true reality?




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What would you do

What would you do?
If no one  was in love with you,
Tell me would you cry?
Or would you rather just die?
I’m asking you,
What would you do?
If all that you had
was just a single grain of sand,
Tell me would you try,
to build an empire.
Just to have her back again,
and love her till  the end.
I’m asking you,
What would you do?
If all that’s in your way
was a mountain of clay,
Then would you climb,
to the other side.
Just to see her pretty face
at the start of every day.
I’m asking you,
What would you do?
If she put her heart up for grabs
tell me would you be the man,
To take and hold it tight,
and guard it with your life.
So that you could say,
“I’ll be with you everyday.”
What would you do?
Yeah, what would you do?
If she whispered I love you,
would you yell I love you to.
Because I’ll tell you son,
Just what I should have done.
When she was still with me
I should have treat her like a queen,
But I didn’t know,
That girl could hurt me so.
For when I told her goodbye,
she simply walked out of my life,
And I miss that girl,
To me she meant the world.
Now I search night and day
for the love I threw away.
Lord I’m on my knees,
and I beg you please,
won’t you bring her back to me.


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Time To Move Again

Soon it will be time
To move on to a new place
The other house is almost ready
Between us becomes more space

Everyone knows
My family heritage come first
My heart will always be yours
Yet, retirement is what a thirst

I've worked hard
Years in advance
I can enjoy living a life
Maybe begin to dance

In the absence of marriage
I've been given dreams
I've gain all that I need
Just time to mend the seams

If you ever want 
To see what success can be
At forty-five years old
Semi-retired is going to be reality

Maybe then
With my children grown
I can find true love
Happiness all my own

I look back onto 
Hardships, hate, and despair
I made so many mistakes
I am now humbly prepared

My desires will be met
Unexpectingly I'm sure
I will wait patiently
For love true and pure

Five more years to go
Must hold on with all my might
Nothing can interfere
No one is worth a fight

I rest in peace
My head lays upon solid ground
Unified till the end
My true love I have found

I'll be at the orchard
Built with blood, sweat, and tears
My place of retirement
In the upcoming years


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Love, the Teacher

If Love is real and does exist,
I may have met her once or twice,
Her message seeming always this:
"Know thyself or pay the price"

For love is first and foremost,
A teacher of the heart,
And if of bliss a fool should boast,
A painful lesson she’ll impart

But in her ways, though harsh they seem,
The seed of virtue slowly sprouts,
And grows the tree of wisdom deep,
Sustaining you through heavy droughts

For love does not exist to charm,
Or merely to cause pain and tears;
Like others, she is there to teach
The ones who have the ears to hear.


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OUR LIBRARIAN

OUR LIBRARIAN

I once remember the
Librarian in my college  
Meticulous ,and savvy
His love for knowledge 
Knows no bound.  

I once remember the 
Librarian in my University
A man with a large heart for others 
His glasses perking on his nose
His Professorial “penkelemesi” like
Grey hair connotes love for research.

                But

I cannot but ask which librarian is this?
I cannot but query the insidious sudden
Love of this Huckster for knowledge
I cannot but be surprised at his hubbub
Declaration for his Library launch.

Oh ye people of our land!
Lets all give ovation du applaud to
Our land’s new Librarian.

The very one who rakes in seven
Of a billion cowries in a hurry
In the all looters Library launch.

The very one whose hatred for education
Towers so high and hit all towers of ivory.

The very atrocious leader of the ruling bandit
Whose avidity for money stares us in the face.

The very leading African Chimera whose
Chicanery  we cannot measure
Has now suddenly fall in love with knowledge.

The very blood brother of “Haruna”on our campus
 Who votes irritating meager resources for education
He is now our  own celebrated Librarian.


The very illiterate Mechanic whose
Baleful gaze alone destroys our land’s Library
He is now our dreadful Librarian.

Sorry ,we know our Librarians
Our Libraries , we are acquainted with    
Our Libraries are of obsolete materials
Ours is of more archaic facilities 
With books and non books available 
Two moons ago still branded new editions 
This is our own Libraries.

Let the new Librarian disburse the seven
Of a billion cowries to our Libraries
Let him pump cowries into our education
Let their be more modern Libraries in our land 
For is it of a nation that values knowledge
That gets the best of knowledge today and morrow .



Alayande Stephen .T
16th April, 2006
05.25pm


For Mr President 's special Library launch.


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Aunty Curly and Tom

Aunty Curly was knitting a scarf,
She opened a book and wrote it half,
A mouse was running under book rack,
A cat was after on the same track.

They never bothered someone is in the hall,
They were playing as a player with a ball.
A dog was sleeping on a sofa chair,
A cat waits for him when mouse goes there.

She felt anger when mouse turned this time,
Aunty was murmuring a poem in rhyme.
She heard a noise something was smashed,
Porcelain was on the ground and it was cracked.

She bought it last week that was so nice,
A thing was scattered on the floor that was rice,
A container was lying on a one side,
A lid was hiding a lampshade’s behind.

But a dog was still watching laid his head,
He hasn’t noticed anything as he was dead.
Aunty was annoyed she pushed the cat out,
When she came back she also has a shout.

You are lazy dog why did you n’t stop them?
You are mastermind you did that scam.
Get out from the chair don’t cry for food,
I always bothered you disturbed my mood.

I was willing to finish my scarf very soon,
I hope to wear in a party to night’s moon.
You lost my temper I shall punish you,
Don’t come back it’ll punish you if came through.

Why did you co-operate a cat with a mouse?
Who will pay the fine if you don’t pay my loss?
She brought a brush and cleared all mist,
A Chair was empty nobody was on its rest.

She received a letter council was on raid,
Keeping the entire stray dog in a street laid.
She was terrified and jumped out in the street,
She didn’t saw her Dog that was on a beat.

She rushedly closed the door and ran after him,
Dog was in the park after the food has no blame.
When she called Tom where are you?
Dog didn’t listen to her and walked on his crew.

Aunty was after him he stopped on a pool,
The lads were catching fishes it was very cool.
She again asked Tom come with me to home,
You are silly Dog why you are tearing Tom.

She embraced him and came back home,
She cleaned his seat and put new foam.
You are my family member don’t feel shame,
I am getting old that’s why is my blame.

I am on pension and can’t walk a long,
You need to supervise when happens wrong.
I also banished the cat but she is normal,
You always mind whatever it is formal.


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Fabel38

 Fabel38 
Fabel38 
 
 
Pheonix 
 
 
CharlaxFabels 
 
 “Pheonix is experimental courses involving the release of prisoners into society”: 
Professor Hardon was now speaking to his children “he was thinking of them 
already as his child and children he was daydreaming of a future world 
populated by his prisoners released into Society to jerk the world around on HIS 
string. When you do a book report eye the TUTOR have to grade them please 
read only CharlaxFables so you will learn something better and eye can pass all 
of you with highest honors. The Bathroom has been painted and the graffiti is 
fresh and it has to be one of you. NO almost Screaming Tommy Gunn jumped up 
and SPEWED his filthy words at the teacher. We think it is the girl that works as a 
Library assistant for she is not helping the people who are not students. The 
rules would work in a NAZI society there would be no loud talking in the library 
they Matron would walk among the computors and swing her MILLYCLUB if 
someone snickered. The portable classrooms have not yet arrived and the 
prisoners keep milling about in the library chasing a hope and a dream to the 
door of a classroom hoping it will magically appear in front of them while Charlax 
cries. 
 Plugs are not available only in the outlets at the mall where you can also buy 
coffee in a latte snicker at the freezing cold and hold thy nose with burgers 
smelling like a dead old cow went yearning in the afterbrushes reeds and 
rushes in the ditches working on the center stone of the idea of the century. The 
Pig is dead the Rat is born a Chinaman's surprised the chinaberry's were so 
plastic tasting never boiled them never tried them after fried in oil and butter and 
the batter would be better with some butter and some soil. A man told me bugs 
are good sources of protein how can one man go so very wrong he is not alive in 
the same sense as ewe and eye. The semblance of an android to this human 
image eye become is striking mee on both my nerves today seems like a 
memory of half baked love. The Pheonix is now rising up the ashes of the 
judgments' won. 
 The Tutor is the elephant. The classroom is the world the students are the girls 
in love. The lady has a favorite song 

ewe aer my song 

my hearts desire 

my love of fortune 

smiling down 

my sweetYheart ewe 

my early life 

my later years 

my only love 

a song 

The Teacher is a ruler and a lover of the song. 
The professor is a lover and a ruler of them all. 


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NOT MY CHILD

Not my child in school acting like disobedient clown . When I'm not around . The 
teachers telling me this and that. How could this be? When they don't act like  
this around me.
Not my child in school in and out of their seat disrupting the class. How long will 
this last? Do I come to the school and bring correction with me? My child is a 
reflection of who I am.This is why correction is in place. Take your pick at the 
method that is used.My child will not abuse the teacher with excuses of of why 
they can't behave. A rod of correction will drive this foolishness out.
     My child will not be an embarrassment to me; acting like there's no home 
training.My child will do their classwork , pay attention, and follow along.Coming 
up to the school will no longer be an issue.
    My child is in school obeying all the rules. The parents and the teachers must 
work hand and hand;and the community please help when you can. My child  and
your will have a good start with helping hands that care.


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~ Follew Me ~

Lord I will follow You, if you show me, yes show me. 
Of the many truths so plain to You, that me in all my
lawlessness I cannot begin to envision, and as a 
consequence of my souls admission, I pray that I may be
Through Your Goodness, made again and be granted 
the heart of a grateful child, and be then one a man
Forgiven, and Lord wont You show me for my joy, and
show me for Your Glory, so that to believe I may follow
You in all Your Graciousness, for I will believe Lord, if You
show me.

Then follow Me you must My child and as a consequence
of your surrender so complete, it will be for you your joy
As for Me will it be My Glory, to count your sin, forgiven,
for yes, a joyful heart does know, My Grace alone
Is sufficient, and if you would will, to be the one to be still
and in My Life, believe, and move moreover in way 
of another in peace, and forever be of good faith, then a
long life and a grateful heart full of My beauty forever
Will you, be free, if only willing, you lay down all My child, 
and follow Me.


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i am 'Sad'

  i am 'Sad'
though not ashamed.
once some one said, 
to me. 
i was full of myself.
anyone, every one and
the rest who have, 
done it as well, i know.
i love the moon, not any moon
but your's is the only moon.
i love when Lily confides to me, 
about her Rose.
and the garden i tend always full.
i love toes, 
'God' made each toe i love.
and 'Given' the care he gave each heart.
he has shown me, 
and see it's like this.
if i had a single 'Rose' to kiss, 
'Lily' would soon have to know about all the rest.
and then all the moons, 
would find out about the best.
so you see, i am not that full of myself.
i am just always so heavy and full, 
like all the rest and i'm ready to burst.
and even the 'Lord' knows, 
that the toes that he makes are the best. 

Is It Poetry 
 
 


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My Angel

Where is my angel of love
That protects me from above
I look here and there 
I feel so bear and alone
Can my angel be gone
Sleep is no rest
My eyes look for my angel
Old heart don't fail me 
Is my angel gone 
Has heaven closed to the poor
Are all her gates shut
Angel please help me here
I'm alone in fear
Old angel please let me hear
Thy sweet words old dear


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Mirrors

Sometimes silent,
on the sideline they sit,
watching every move,
an education they get.
Words in anger,
linger somewhere,
forming their foundation,
for the ones we hold dear.
Actions really do,
speak louder than words,
listening, and seeing,
how many we hurt.
The mirror my friend,
reveals many things,
and sometimes very painful,
the revelation it brings.
Parents are the moulders,
their job sometimes tough,
but their future is coming,
and what they learn depends on us.


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' Dissertation On Beauty ... '

If Aiming For Beauty
Pretty, Is Nice
But Plain Vanity
Is A Venal-Vice

Inner Beauty:  Is A Necessity
Outer Beauty:  (Maybe) Superficiality
Outer Beauty:  May Impress Memory
But Inner Beauty:  Lasts An Eternity

Now, As A Teen
I Did Preen
 Too Much Esteem
 Oldest, Sister Seen …

So, As A Teen, I Was Told
Advice To Shape- Mold
Words:  Worthy-Gold
Listen:    Behold …

“You Are Pretty, Yes It’s True
But Just Wait A Minute or Maybe Two
All In Time and Life’s View
Will Come Someone … Prettier Than You

So, Don’t Be A Victim-in-Error
Like The Queen, due to Snow White and A Mirror
Of Course, There’ll Be Somebody Fairer
So, Don’t Be A Silly-Comparer …

… ‘Cause, The Prettiest Person
Is Ugly To Someone
And The Ugliest Person
Looks Good To Somebody, Hon …

Lovely, Is As Lovely Do …
Be A Portrait and Not Just Surface-Cute
Be A Shame, If Someone Spends Time With You
And Sees, Ain’t Nothing Else, Or Nothin’ New

‘Cause I’ve Seen People
Who Were ‘Knock-Outs’ ! …
That is, Until
They Opened Their Mouths

And Revealed Hostility
In Hearts
Made Attraction-Desirability
… Depart

See:  Mean and Envy
And A Barb-Wire Tongue
And Harm and Dumb …
Starts When Young

So, Strive To Be Kind
A Gentle Heart-Smile
Clean and Sweet
And Your Own-Love-Style

… Also Godly Fear
And Inner Beauty Will Appear
Your Outer Beauty Will Be Clear …”
… My Stunning Sister, I Still Hear …

“Beauty … Is In The Eye Of The Beholder”
Especially True … As We Grow Older


(I'm Remembering Jenny ... I'm Remembering)


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Where Gaints rest there hearts

On the Mountain top on the clouds they fly and walk
in the icly cold hearts of others and yes Romet and Juliet
to die and why live to fight agaiin and live to love again 
in War of any kind, and yes live to protect like the men
of America for the skys and beauty of America and bountry
that shared with the world blast and all awesome in the
sky always there to protect the women and children Lion
Lion in valley high who is scream Lion Lion tonight in her
ear, who is praying to the most high screaming screaming
in the angels ear Lion Lion no snake snake in the creator
ear tonight well a angel wink apon America once more.


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Broken Crutch

Another soul has been set free
Trying to be all it can be

Which in reality isn't much
Another cripple on a broken crutch

Slowly trying to make his way
Through the trials of another day

Through my pen energy is spent
As I try to circumvent

I search for ways to relate
I was once so full of hate

I hated God for taking my mother
The fact I was the forgotten brother

I hated the poverty I grew up in
Then I truly learned of hatred in the pen

I rose to the top of the hatred pool
Took pride in being a home-boy fool

Just as a mother pulls her baby to her breast
I blasted my hatred all over my chest

I took love and hate placed them on a scale
I weighed out heaven and weighed out hell

I suddenly became overwhelmed with shame
As I realized that I had gone insane

For it became clear as clear could be
The only thing I truly hated was me

The last time I walked out the prison gate
I stopped and shook off all my hate

Praise God and the power from above
My heart and soul were filled with love

I came home and started to rebuild my life
Was taught how to love by my loving wife

I learned to love my neighbors regardless of creed
Offer my assistance to anyone in need

If your battling hatred heed what I say
It's a hell of a price for a soul to pay

Take your hatred and go to the mirror
Ask of the Lord, "Help me see clearer"

For hatred is just like any other sin
It's not external it's born with - in

You will discover a joy like no other
As you learn to love yourself then your brother

Another soul has been set free
I'm trying to be all I can be

Which in reality isn't much
Another cripple on a broken crutch

This poem is dedicated to Milton Hemsted who
carried himself in such a way that in the most racial
of environments I found myself with no choice but
to love and respect that man. He broke down my racial
barriers and taught me to love my Lord, myself and my
neighbor. I hope someday we will get to meet again
as free men. Love & respects Milton.
I apologize if I have offended anyone and for the 
man I once was. God bless


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The Good Life

He designed all of us for the good life.
It is up to us to choose it.
He wants all of us to be happy,
Whether our hair is naturally straight or nappy.
Yes, certain circumstances may have given,
Faces of other races a head start,
But no matter how you look, 
The world shook, as a result,
Of God’s only begotten son’s death,
On the cross, the moon dripped in blood,
The sun refused to shine, 
So that we can all no matter how we look,
Will live the good life that is divine.
He gave all of us a unique design,
And homework on this planet that you
Were only assigned. The only way 
That you can live the good life 
Is to know that by His stripes 
You are healed and to leave 
All of the heartache, pain, and strife
At the cross but only until you
Do that you will forever be lost
The good life is promised to everyone
Who lives under the sun because,
God’s gift to us was the death, burial,
And resurrection of His only begotten son.


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Scrutiny

Was it only for this
You endure trash and flies
Magi's bow and kiss
And parents laden arms
With dazzling gifts
In sparkling paper wraps
Hustling in the bustling
Drip and drizzle
O a season's festivities?


Was only for this
The African bowed
With his heavy charity of wood
He could not even own,
Being marginalized and propertyless
Property of your love
And I pulpit story
Again and again
Of redemption 
In a manger sleeping?

From the scraps of economy
In the blistered wonder land
The tax and strain
Of tradition's requirement
Deepens the pain
Foreign to repentance here
Ignorant to the cosmic despair
The soul brinks on precipice
Of the unaware
Manger and cross
Are just another commodity
In the archeology of disbelief.























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Treading Paths To Come

As we move on looking ahead,
Remember all things we've done or said,
Cherishing all moments of the past,
Looking to the future that once passed us
by fast,
Going on dream by dream,
Try to look up no matter how hard things
may seem,
Don't stop to look back,
Some things may only appear dim and black,
You'll move on to start a new chapter,
Walking ahead with many memories some
filled with tears and some of laughter...


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Looking Glass

We looked through the looking glass
to see what we could see
We looked at mankind's history past
and of the promised future        that's to be
 
We studied the pain and suffering
and of all the things we brake
of what peace on earth will bring
the paradise of      which you spake
 
We have contemplated lives entwined with ours
upon their hearts and thought
the lack of tender childhood find
and the painful life that       it has brought
 
We have listened to all the stories 
and paid attention to lessons laid
considered all virtuous glories
and the commands of Love      you bade
 
Even still with all we've sought
perfection in ourselves we do not find
instead we this accursed lot
that affects our hearts            and mind
 
Seems no matter how hard we strive
it is imperfection we all do
we find the law of sin alive
the impossibility of          faultess true
 
We sought out wisdom     and foolishness
found pleasure    and stabbing pain
our education is oft lost on us
our own stupidity           in mind takes reign
 
Only one example has shown the Light
of what a faultless man could be
in every instance his judgment right
displayed an understanding        we could see
 
If ever there was beauty to be found within a man
someone must have witnessed it and showed a divine plan
nothing in mankind's history has overcome his lust for war
its beyond our imagination     to die for Love our overture
 
A majestic character and personality
you have sought to teach
with human stories with their understanding
each ones heart                have sought to reach 
 
James 1:22-25
 
 
COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Yellow Bananas (Part II)

                   We had a relationship that never was.  She was my best friend.  We 
were spiritually inclined and emotionally attached to one another, but whether or
not we felt amorously toward each other was never clearly seen, understood, or 
maybe, just not acknowledged.  However, whenever anyone else would interfere 
with "our time" together, we felt jealousy pull at our heart strings and were not 
afraid to let each other know how we felt.  And in turn, we endeavored to be more 
understanding and considerate toward one another and our other friends.
                   Without realizing how soon and abruptly things would have to change, 
I thought now would always be like then, when we were inseparable, anticipating 
shared moments.  Now, she's going home for the summer, and I'm graduating 
and just going home.
                   "Things are changing," I said within myself, suddenly coming back to 
my senses at the end of my thoughts, as we stood saturated cheek to cheek in 
that sweet embrace.  Slowly we separated, and Vicki got into her car and closed 
the door. 
                   "I love you, Stacey," she said rolling down her window and wiping tears 
and rain from her rosy cheeks.
                   "I love you, Vicki," I said, as we hugged again through the window.  I 
didn't want to let her go in the reality of the moment.
                   But she said, "This is hard for me, but I need to go before the tears 
start falling again."  As I reluctantly nodded, she rolled up her window and slowly 
drove away. 
                  I watched her to the end of the road waving until she was out of sight.  
Then tasting salt, I returned back through the Student Center past the "Smooch 
Room" onto the Cafeteria.  As I sat and peeled a banana I remembered her 
words, "There are no good good-byes until the next hello."
                 I still love her.


Details | Senryu | |

Love

It's a feeling that
Everyone feels. We all need
Love. Don't you fight it!


Details | Name | |

$weet Lady

Three years She grew In Rainbow and
Shower then Nature said A lovelier flower On Earth was
Never sown this moment I to myself will take She shall
Be mine and I will make a sweet Lady of my own myself
Will to my darling be both law and impulse:and With
Me the Girl In my World of Stars In time and Heaven
In Wind and there shall feel an overseeing power to kindle
Or restrain She shall be poetic as the fawn that wild with glee
Across the lawn or up the Mountain Springs; and Hers Shall be
The beautiful balm, And Hers the silence and the calm of poetry insensate
Things the floating Clouds their state shall lend to Her for
Her the willow bend nor shall She fail to look even
In the motions of thee art grace that shall mold the Moon of Midnight
Many a secret Palace where rivulets dance their wayward round and beauty
Born a Poet.


Details | I do not know? | |

TEEN BABY MAMA

       If I talked about boys it became a heated discussion, my parents said 
              I’m too young and I’m rushin.’
      My mom and dad were very protective, a little too much from 
            my perspective. 
      All I wanted was to have some fun, I felt like a prisoner that was on 
            the run.
      At sixteen years old I felt I was grown, I thought I was ready to be on 
           my own.
       I ran the streets and came home late; it wasn’t long before I started 
            to date.
       I met a guy who seemed really into me, I even let him have my 
            virginity.
       I didn’t force him to use protection, I was real naïve and afraid of 
            rejection.
       I got knocked up which was no surprise, he said it’s not his baby 
            and began telling lies.
       I told my parents I was keeping the baby, they said: “What‘s wrong 
           with you girl have you gone crazy?”
      They said: “why bring a child into this world? You’re not grown yet 
           you’re just a little girl.”
       I ran away from home for a while, with no supervision I basically went 
          wild. 
       I ended up in a home for teen mothers, I wasn’t alone there were plenty 
          of others.
       I ran away again and my baby was taken, I didn’t realize the mistake I 
         was making.
       I ended up getting into prostitution and drugs, I couldn’t seem to 
         stop meeting Thugs!
       I almost died of a drug overdose, It was like I saw a light that was ever 
         so close.
       It changed my life which was so filled with drama, just because I 
         became a “teen baby mama.”



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Saturday Night Live

Dedicated To Savanna

You dance before them exposed yet showing them nothing.
You make fascination of innocent fears, turned taboos to art.
You dance a dance of heaven and hell a visual trick for they're tips.

Yet it was in your conversation that brought me warmth.
It was in your honesty that made you most lovely.
It was in your heart to heart where in i lost mine
.
Love more then any tip.
Love for more then tricks.
Love of heart shown and friendship extended.

And in the end a boy became a man.
In the end a closed mind opened.
And in the end though you danced without clothes it was I who truly felt naked.  


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Remove Tension

How much you can eat?
Over eating is a defeat,
You can’t work for long,
Your tommy is as a bowl.

How much you can smoke?
Lungs can’t pay hard walk,
Do you want to live in dirt?
Why is your mind so blurt?

How much you can drink?
Normality can looses its link,
What do you want to learn?
If alcohol has reversing burn.

Eat it what do you want?
Keep fit to climb a mount,
Life isn’t so easy to live,
All is short if you have.

Use it what do you want to use?
Keep distance if you can’t refuse,
Dirty things has a painful lesson,
A life can’t wear all fashion.

If a mistake is a cost of Life,
Before to admit ask your wife,
You and she has a share,
Find a way what is fair?

How long a man can carry?
Overload has much worry,
Do you want to remove tension?
Use your mind that a lesson.


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Happiness

When the summer comes,
The family, friends and relatives,
Bring their children to play,
Under a 100 years old oak tree.

One side, Elder managed their chairs,
And played chess, chrome or cards.
Oneside children swing their swings, 
And ladies enjoy their chat.

Fresh air comes and everyone feels calm,
And sets until the Sun goes to cool down,
Everyday, it seems a festival delivers peace,
Birds also sing their song and enjoyed all.

When father was dying, he warned his Son,
This Tree was grown by his grand father,
The prosperity in the house is a cause of tree,
 Don’t let him cut, father; Willn’t come to bless.

Few years later, children has a fight for shares,
They cut the tree and divided land in portions,
They also built concreted high towers as others,
Happiness once disappeared and never come back.


Details | I do not know? | |

STATISTIC

I was born, PLUS ONE.

I am a girl, PLUS ONE.

I am Asian Indian, PLUS ONE.

I was an Orphan, PLUS ONE.

I have Polio, PLUS ONE.

I wear a Leg Brace, PLUS ONE.

I was Adopted, PLUS ONE.

I Inherited an American Family, PLUS ONE.

I Lived on an American Farm, PLUS ONE.

I became an American Citizen, PLUS ONE.

I became Educated, PLUS ONE.

I attended College, PLUS ONE.

I wore Reading Glasses, PLUS ONE.

I Loved, PLUS ONE.

I Married, PLUS ONE.

I Divorced, PLUS ONE.

I Lost Love, PLUS ONE.

I had a Herniated Disc, PLUS ONE.

I had Corrective Surgery, PLUS ONE.

I wore a Back Brace, PLUS ONE.

I Lived in Las Vegas, PLUS ONE.

I was Unemployed, PLUS ONE.

I am Unemployed, PLUS ONE.

I Receive Governmental Assistance, PLUS ONE.

I was a Housewife, PLUS ONE.

I am Still a Housewife, PLUS ONE.

I had a Cat, PLUS ONE.

I Love Dogs, PLUS ONE.

I have Owned Three Dogs, PLUS ONE.

I am involved in Physical Therapy, PLUS ONE.

I wish to be a Writer, PLUS ONE.

I am an American, PLUS ONE.

I am not Religious, PLUS ONE.

I Vote, PLUS ONE.

I, I, & I.

WE ARE BORN, WE BECOME A STATISTIC.

WE LIVE, WE BECOME A STATISTIC.

WE DIE, WE REMAIN A STATISTIC.


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REALIZATION OF A LONELY ONE

Nobody knows the grief in me 
Nobody knows the misery I feel 
Loneliness feels to be eternally destined for me

Where is that lady for me? 
But I guess I’m being a bit over zealous cause I’m only 18 

But being in love with 
being in love 
makes it difficult to wait patiently 

but I haven’t truly waited cause 
I’ve searched unthinkingly
So I guess it’s time to stop because 
I’m looking where it seems not to exist and all just like and mistake infatuation 
for love

It’s said you don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone
So am I divinely appreciative of this because I’ve obviously yet to experience this 
mental, emotional, physical, and most of all spiritual intimacy I so long for 
Like an orphan for the love of their birth mother

Maybe it’s not a divinity personified appreciation 
I think the saying is wrong 
Or not so much wrong as it is incomplete 

Yes it’s true when something is lost it is truly appreciated
But and seen so much and not experienced it is appreciated beyond means

So all that hear this pray
Cause if you’re going through what I’m going through you can only rely on God to 
truly guide you
And please pray for me because I’m praying for you 
Cause those of us who put ourselves in this land of loneliness need it
And I thank you Lord for giving me these words. Helping this lonely one to stop 
searching for what is not meant to found but shall come to me when it is 
suppose to 
If it is suppose to 
With saying this I am gaining the virtue of patience
Waiting for love to make its appointment with 
Me 


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A Mum's Job

Are your married, yes, I am?
He asked me, how many children?

I have three and enough for family,
Do you know how many I have?
I don’t know, I have seven kids.
What, I astonished. How old are you?

I am 22; my first partner has two,
And second has three but third one,
Also have two, I am expecting more,
How do you manage all and what it is?

My first girl friend knew that I have one,
But second also knew that I have one.
But nobody knew that I have three,
And I am a father of sevens.

It is my culture, nobody knows a father,
It is a mum’s job, to look after children,
I am quiet smart taking a good benefit,
They afford me, I am in progress.

He was smiling and has a smoke,
I am not as you to die for only one.


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CHRISTMAS CARD

i love  what it say
got your card today
mind is comming your way
hope life as smooth as lard
i love this
CHRISTMAS CARD


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A Colourful Wave

A colourful wave was blowing,
Everywhere in summer, Nature
Delivered a life for all trees, bushes
Flowers and grasses, all of it was beauty.

Colour appeals to a heart and 
Compels a person to praise beauty,
People like bunches in different colours,
They never thought reality is dying around.

Nobody pays for them flowers and fruit,
All the greenery becomes heaven,
Earth seems a bride and groom in summer,
People like to enjoy it as a marriage celebration. 


Details | I do not know? | |

You Know

You know how clever you are better than anyone.
You know how foolish you are, what have you done?

You feel anger when a person who knows criticizes you,
You seek revenge when a person opens hismouth, how wise you,
You fail to note what a waste of time and energy observes you?
Who offers gentle and polite manners to surprise you?

That's your nature, to keep them helpless. When is your turn?
You know how foolish you are, what have you done?

It is your power to disturb the peace of nature,
You want to keep others sick creature.
I know your pride has development this not to listen others,
That's why you start to cry when watching a feature.

Oh, man, what have you got You fail to achieve a kind run?
You know how foolish you are, what have you done?


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LOVE I

LOVE THAT IS SO HIGH....

WILL PUT YOU IN A DEEP SLEEP...

KEEP ONE EYE OPEN.............


........PLEASE.................


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My Fellows

Early in the morning 
And till late night,
They play cards,
And return to their homes,
When they were drunk.

They are feeling free,
They never thought,
About their children,
About their wives,
And how do they run cooking?

They wore dirty clothes,
They sat near dirty hoops,
Sun arises and sets,
They turn as a tree shadow,
Made a circle around them.

Who comes to their homes?
Why children left their education,
Why daughters has curb carolling,
A gamble, smoking and drinking,
They have main function to live.

If someone comes to them,
And offers a job, they still play,
They made many excuses,
They are not feeling well,
Someone is coming to them.

Who will remove their poverty?
They are not the part of a world,
Every five years when election comes,
They drink alcohol and cast their votes,
Then they asleep for next five years.

I am one of them, who believes me,
I watch their routinely activities,
Trying to organise them,
Few days they took notice,
And again they joined card groups.

They borrow smoke and alcohol,
They borrow money and quarrels 
When someone fails to return them.
They forget their matters,
When they set together to drink.

Years after years, centuries had passing,
They have no change, they are my fellows.
Poverty is sucking their blood,
Ignorance is loading them cruelity,
Their movements are still burning quietly


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A House Wife

Naturally, a human has anger and loving nature,
Sometimes, abusive behaviour seems discarded furniture.
Argument is normal in our living life,
When two person lives as a partner or wife.

After ten years relationship, when he has blamed,
He only runs home, she is house wife, shamed.
When she left him and went to her mother,
House was cleaned and has decorative feather.

No white rings, scratches, burns and dents,
No grease marks, chips and ink on pants.
Cats, dogs and birds she has knitting her hands,
Cutting, stitching and finishing she has skill grand’s.

Cross over and jardinière net curtains she made,
I am sorry about simple and dropped nets afraid.
I never seen so dirt in her presence in kitchen,
I ran after her to bring back a quality motion.


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Flutterings

Slight of movement
minute flutterings
flicker over my stomach;
as imagination takes
on passing butterfly's wings.
It's the beginning of one very new.
An early geminal stage,
the foundations of something
so much bigger to come....
Rudimentary hiccups 
of one so slight.
Invisible behind my bump grows,
an immature being -
I've seen it 
at scan stage.
Underdeveloped,
a miracle -
all manmade.
My future,
my hopes,
my dreams.
My child.


Details | I do not know? | |

Men

I am a man
I have three speeds
Fast, medium, and slow
Fast is great
Medium is fine
Slow is undesirable
and broken


Details | I do not know? | |

life

 As we go through life 
the wondering never stop
our question sometime never get answer 
the people we love sometime disappoint us
our lives move from one sphere to another
but still we hold on
we hold on to the thing s that is hurting us
the sorrow that cause us to cry
the pain that we feel as we wake up every morning
but even as we hold on to thing that hurt us
we learn to resist pain 
and as this happen our heart is open
open as a rose dose every morning
and as it open we learn to love
love till the day we live this earth
to love till it hurts
that is life.


Details | I do not know? | |

Blue Book

Blue book
Wasted four pages
To give an answer
Worth one word
And in exchange,
I got a letter
Second best
Comes after first
When all I should
Have said was
Love


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The Ten Commandments

We will have no other gods before you
We will worship you alone, adore you
For you're a jealous God
And we love you Lord
So we obey and give our selves to be yours
We won't take your name, O God, in vain
But our purpose is to praise and proclaim
And the Sabbath Day
We'll keep it holy
We'll assemble ourselves with your saints
We will honor our mother and father
So we will live long and our lives will prosper
We will not kill
We will not steal
And we will not commit adultery
We won't tell a lie against our neighbors
We won't sow discord among our laborers
Because we love them
We will not covet
The things that you have freely given to us

And these are written in our hearts
Not on tables of stones
Through the Spirit of the Lord
When he refreshes these dry bones
He shows mercy to the children
Yes, to thousands of them
Those who love God above all else
Are those who will obey Him
And we will obey Him, we will obey Him, we will obey Him
Because we love Him, we will obey Him
We will love God above all


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Pumkin Pumkin

Pumkin Pumkin
eat a pumkin pie without making it myself eat a pumkin pie be a pumkin pie upon 
a shelf pick a pumkin pie from the shelf to patch my eye the carving woman come 
and left leg is matching Frankenstein no the right one is still fine salt the pumkin 
seeds again let me play at life love will come to me love will come anon the 
carving woman home the pumkin flavor stone in pie become the eye of gnome 
the eye at home


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Many Great Men

The Bible tells of many great men,
all who lived way back when.

Noah and his family built the Ark,
on Mount Ararat is where it would park.
(Genesis 8:4)

Abraham laid his son on an altar,
only to prove his faith wouldn’t falter.
(Genesis 22:6-12)

Moses parted the deep Red Sea,
so the slaves could go free.
(Exodus 14:16)

Joshua and his army marched around a big wall,
which around lap seven began to fall.
(Joshua 6:20)

David slew Giant Goliath with just one stone,
later to sit as a King on the throne.
(I Samuel 17:50)

Three Hebrew Children were ordered to bow and would not,
so were all thrown into a furnace so hot.
(Daniel 3:20)

Disobeying man’s law was Daniel’s only sin,
which landed him in the Lion’s den.
(Daniel 6:16)

There is always a price to be paid,
or a sacrifice to be made.
(Matthew 5:10)

These men are much the same,
for they all stood for Jesus’ name.



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Post Me a Card

Post me a card when you will be there,
Don’t lose all expensive must take care.

Don’t trust too much on any stranger,
Must stop and think if you feel any danger.

Take a journey safe, ring me before departure,
Keep them separate in a bag to a wedding picture.

Just hand me over all your documents copy,
And remind me also where you put a floppy.

If you need something, don’t hesitate my child,
I am your mum, my heart is always mild.


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No Different Brain

Who is right and what is wrong?
Everyone likes to sing a song.
Who is small and who is tall?
Everyone is same when they fall.

Who is black and who is white?
A meaningless matter living has a fight.
Who is rich and who is poor?
Living for food sickness has no cure.

Who is dirty and what is clean?
Air has mixture no different brain.
What is darkness and what is enlightment?
Everyone dies nobody pays a different rent.

Who is a child and who is an old one?
A child has dispute, an old has fun.
It is rhyme of a life to live with own,
Love has cry sadness is mourn.


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ASIA AT THE EDGE

I wished
a solitary temptation,
to write off karma
and become responsible for the spattered blood.
You were generating hatred, Asia,
in the land of Buddha.
I can hear the glaciers receding.

Answerable to belonging,
the change of generations,
makes me free to become deaf and dumb.
Only I wanted to see, and see through
burning walls,
the hands, who lighted the torch
to burn the transparent shame.

Rejecting the original script
of fighting a god, in the midst of
non-truths, how far the time will decide
the destiny of man ? I break off
from the cliches, wait for the leaves to fall
and its drifting darkness on the open land
of wounded whispers.


SATISH VERMA


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Pottery Class

"Oh, I can't wait!
To get in my sweet baby's arms,"
My professor would exclaim
At the end of each day
In pottery class.

She was a tall, beautiful woman;
He was a down to earth fellow,
And his vine was fruitful
With children at home and
In pottery class.

His heart was full of love
And lessons of art and life.
His heart had been changed
Through a boating accident he said
In pottery class.

Jesus saved his soul
And by crushing the stony parts
Made a vessel of glory.
Then he gave me a warning
In pottery class.

He saw my arrogance 
And a need for humility and said
I would fall if I did not submit;
But he was hoping for my growth
In pottery class.

He prayed for us each morning
And read to us each Christmas;
He would weep before us.
His faith carried us to Christ
In pottery class.

He showed his affection
To us and his family and did not hide
His adoration for his wife
At any art exhibition or 
In pottery class.

He said she was patient,
And I could see all her kindness.
I remember him saying
How good she was to him
In pottery class.

So I want him to know,
If he ever wonders while waiting
In his sweet baby's arm...
That he did what was good and right
In pottery class.


Dedicated to Mr. Benson




Details | Terza Rima | |

Appetite

Appetite was growing my eagerness of eating,
Family was annoyed and waiting me for grapple,
I were rushing and acting for them defeating.

The variety of foods were lying on the table,
A nice smell was pulling me to taste the soup,
She cooked very delicious with the cooking apple.

But a pity memory cracked him on the hoop.
He was willing the taste but food was pushing out,
Are you alright Peter she pulled up his rope?

I have lost something in a town I have doubt.
What was that you are n’t feeling well?
I shall explain you all when I‘ll come back scout.

He saw a begged boy in town that was thrill,
I am very hungry Sir; please donate me for food,
I pushed him back and shunted my skill.

I am very hungry Sir; don’t throw me it is n’t good,
When I set on my dinner table he came to me,
Please save me, I am n’t a robber, I touched wood.

My mouth was glutton to me that was my worry,
When I came back and searched for him,
Someone told me he has stolen a bag in hurry.

But police arrested him and his face was on beam.
I lost my temper body felt heavily I failed to carry.
Disappointingly I went home and discussed a stream.


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Prenatal Care

Perhaps, the first
Responsibility
Emerging after the euphoria
Nesting within
An expectant mother.
Taking
Additional vitamins and
Learning how

Caring for oneself
Actually makes a
Real difference in the health of
Emerging life.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Oh, Please Don't Leave Me!

Without you, what life would be?
The answer, I actually don’t know
For I’ve no idea, if there’s tomorrow
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
Everyday, from you I receive a smile
That is your beauty and lovely style
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
After all those happy times been together
Will you just go, leaving my heart in despair?
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
Oh yes, you are in me, and I am in you
For our endless love is real and so true
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
No one knows, but tell me, where you’ll stay
I follow not, if surely you want to go away
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
I guess our life will never be the same
But, on you, I put no curse or blame
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
Of course, I’ll cry, when suddenly you fly
Like a butterfly, in solitude, up into the sky
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
Separate lives, our hearts torn apart
Neither you nor me, wanted to depart
Oh, please don’t leave me!

Without you, what life would be?
There is hope, I think, for every fall
I keep fingers crossed, that happy we stay all
Oh, please don’t leave me!
 



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Competition

Life is meaningful because it is short.
If it is long, may nobody has living attraction?

People are in race for their achievements,
They are busy, paid extra attention on time,
They knew that time is always short,
They are expecting good return in deeds.

Beauty and power never remains same,
People are in competition, they love fight,
Although society has all subject to learn,
But they failed to control jealous.

Competition has fair dealing for awakening,
Enlightment can contribute, if he is prepared,
To achieve a share, nobody offers free,
Everyone praises and criticise dedications.


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A Best Achivement

IRA; a strong idealogic and separatists,
At last surrender to the democratic values,
Over decades, after a long fight to achieve,
Thousand innocents blood on their name.

When a religion has a fight against a religion,
What a person can achieve in this invisibility,
He can kill himself on the name of a religion,
With a belief God will honour him in heaven.

But God never honoured to anyone,
When Lord Jesus was fighting for justice,
Tarrents hanged him innocently until death,
A miracle was disappeared to punish cruelity.

Lord Mohammad was fighting for justice,
To deliver a better service on the name of God,
But no power came to save innocents,
They were martyred as Hassan and Hussain.

Lord Krishna pretends that a man borns,
For his duty, he has to do that as he did,
Million people were killed in a battle,
As respect for a lady is a story of Mahabharta.

Lord Rama has a fight for his honour,
To defeat King Rawana who was seeking justice,
For his sister she was insulted to cut her nose,
Is Rama respects for ladies as Sita was banished?

Guru Govind Singh when declared a Khalsa,
Society killed his innocent family to stop him,
To establish a religion in a religion’s boundary,
And killed thousands innocently who followed him.

At last they admit that religion can’t survive,
Without a state power and a state power,
Can’t deliver peace without a belief in God,
They also surrender at last to democratic values.

Democracy where a person can enjoy his liberty,
Thousands lost their innocent lives to replace,
A better system to remove dictatorship,
As Iraqi nation is fighting for democracy.

Democracy is a best from for governments,
If they know how to respect and honour a law,
Law is superb in democracy, law fails there,
A system is corrupted, nation has no respect.

All likes peace because peace is only a tool,
That provides sources to develop personality,
To understand a cause of birth to identify him.
Who achieves a best achievement of nature?


Details | I do not know? | |

TRUST

Keep your friends close
But your enemies closer
Trust must be earned
You will learn as you grow older
On the outside 
Everything seems right
Then they hit you
Thieves in the night
Don’t give your trust
To everyone you meet
For if you do
You will be a victim of deceit
Remember at times
When you need a friend the most
Your friends may not really
Be all that close


Details | Free verse | |

Cracked Lid

Have you checked under your pillow?
Perhaps beneath your shuttered window?
Something only you would know,
but would not expect from me.

Moonglow casts shadows of deceptive form
in the hour before dawn inhales its morning breath.
Dewy footprints in the grass lead to the edge of muted light.

Come.

Pay no attention to what disturbs the quiet
behind you – small things.
Watch ahead for the guiding light –
faintly flickering lightning bugs dancing
in frantic display.

Come. See what I have for you.
Tread carefully lest you crush
the saving grace 'neath your feet.

Witness all manner of evil filling the night sky
in a maelstrom of chaos and pandemonium
escaping from the plain wooden box dug from its ancient grave
– its lid missing.

What of the saving grace of which you possess?
At what cost, you ask.
Replace the lid. Save us from fiendish possession — you have the gift. Use it.

At what cost, you ask again.

It will cost. It will cost you the price of love.
That is no sacrifice, you say. Tell me . . .

And you find the saving grace at your feet,
barely missed being trodden to slivers.
You quickly fit the lid back into place, careful not to lock love inside,
still seeping from the substantial crack across its lid.

You are well satisfied. Job well done. All will recover well en