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Memories Of Grandma

I am reminded of... the days I would watch her work 
in her flower garden for hours at a time
I am reminded of... the days she would take me by my
hand and say come along help grandma
I am reminded of... me carrying my little bucket along
to help her water all  of her flowers
I am reminded of... The smiles that would cover grandma's 
face when new flowers would be blooming
I am reminded of... sitting on the bench with her and watching 
the butterflies fluttering amongst the flowers
I am reminded of... The birds singing their happy songs as they 
flew around the flower garden
I am reminded of... the wind drifting by us and the fragrance of
the flowers floating all around us
I am reminded of...our walks back from the flower garden and 
our talks along the path back to her house
I am reminded of...how much I miss her everytime I smell these 
beautiful flowers that still grow in her flower garden

In Loving Memory of my Grandmother
Helen Lyvine (Fosnaught) Myers

Entry: 5th Poem on the Soup for P.D.'s contest
12th Place winner


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ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

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

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

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


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When the Lavender Returns

As cold as ice
Wrapped round your brain
And darkness unfolds
You’re breathing in pain

It’s been freezing here   
In this Land of Shattered Dreams 
It’s been freezing here 
This corrupted winter stings 

It’s been freezing here  		
(Où est la Lavande?)
Your body can’t stay warm  	
(Où est la Lavande?)
 It’s been freezing here  		
(Où est la Lavande?)
This cruel and criminal storm  	
(Où est la Lavande?)

But don’t give up
Don’t despair
Taste the hope 
Floating through the air

When the lavender returns
It’ll warm your frozen bones
Vivid violet clothes
In their candy overtones

When the lavender returns
It’ll race across the land
Rebel flower grows
In the palm of your free hand

If you look out your window
The ground’s parched and bare
If you call for your lover
She’s no longer there
If you ponder your life
Well, it feels like a wreck
And your failures are scars
You can never forget

As leaves turn brown
Sky fades to grey
You’re feeling the drought
The end of the day

It’s been lonely here
In this World of Fallen Souls
It’s been lonely here
With nowhere left to go

But don’t give up
Don’t despair
Taste the hope 
Floating through the air 

When the lavender returns
It’ll warm your frozen bones
Vivid violet clothes
In their candy overtones 

When the lavender returns   	
(Où est la Lavande?)
It’ll race across the land 	         
(Où est la Lavande?)
Rebel flower grows  			
(Où est la Lavande?)
In the palm of your free hand   	
(Où est la Lavande?)

When the lavender returns    	
(Où est la Lavande?)
It’ll warm your frozen bones   	
(Où est la Lavande?)
Vivid violet clothes  			 
(Où est la Lavande?)
In their candy overtones  		 
(Où est la Lavande?)


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Echoes Of The Heart



O' where O' where does my Spring flower bloom........ ~ Chardonnay sips at midnight upon the fires warm glow her face lit in flickering beauty as my hand followed each curve delicate and slow A reunion of two hearts with echoing beauty behold I reminisce in silent murmurs within my heart aglow One year to the day in frantic thoughts I search my loving poetic fortress again and again I yearn ~ O' where O' where does my Spring flower bloom........ A reunion of two hearts with echoing beauty behold I reminisce in silent murmurs within my heart aglow O' where O'where..........


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SCENT OF SUMMER MEMORIES

We've had a glorious season of summer
Love's warmth shinned on you and me
And everyday was a beauty bright
As far as the eyes could see

Flowers showed off their fragrant bloom
The sun's rays were like a symphony 
Summer breeze set a vacation mood 
And blew work's ambition to apathy

But now the leaves have begun to fall
And cooler nights are all in vogue
The consistency of summer's heat
Has all but fully gone rogue 

So, one by one the flower blooms fade
Until only a lone rose petal remains
I breath in the scent of summer memories
Lingering in the moment of season's change

Contest: Kelly's "End Of Summer"
Date: 8-31-14
Poet: Lyric Man


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A paper Rose

Who named the rose the flower of Love?

Or is it the flower of passion  or maybe undying lust?

Was there anyone who wasn't pricked by its  thorns?

Wasn't there  anyone who wasn't fooled by its beauty?

Wasn't there ever a wife who tasted the salt of  her tears

to the betrayal of a husband's lover?

Wasn't there ever a lover who  opened the diary of life

to find the wrinkled red petal of years still in waiting

What is the rose,except the scent of imagination

choking  with the  fragrance of never be mine

What's in a name?Who is the rose?Who baptised this flower?

the flower of seasons,the flower who lives in the rough 

hiding its nakedness of pain in delicate and strong

All a rose ever will be is a  birthed  flower which breeze in the  feeling of 

'You are so special' till you realise,all that you have in your hand is,was

                              A  PAPER   ROSE.


Details | I do not know? | |

Welcome 2013

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


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laughing

My heart shakes with joy,
My cheeks sheen superbly,
My eyes stressing out,
When i hold no gloom.

I set my life at a save pace,
Everything around at peace,
An unexpensive feedback to life,
In turn an addition to live.


Details | Rhyme | |

What be this disease

What be this disease?

What be this disease?
This love of foolish power
What happens to the flower
That makes the bud to freeze
What be this ugly greed
What virus causes this
When mind gets filled with foolishness
Can you tell me what this is?

I’ve seen it many times before
When ambition takes the stand
Me, I cannot understand
And I won’t forever more
The way the manner changes
As the bucks come pouring in
And old friends start to vanish
Cause I don’t need to win.

What be this disease
This greed and lust for power
From all this din and horror
The bud can never flower
Why is it then, when friends get rich
Their manner turns all sour.

When happiness all fades away
Because of one’s success
Well I really must confess
Yes, I really have to say
It really has me puzzled
Because success for me
Is being filled with happiness
And this is how I be.

2 November 2013 @ 0515hrs.


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The Rose

What is love unless it blooms
With that sweet fragrance lingering in the air
The beauty and passion unfolding reveals a scentual pleasure
You feel the calling as your body craves just a touch
The soft tenderness and beauty which speaks a truth
There is just nothing quite like a rose...

Edward J Ebbs - August 6, 2012


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My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





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Nature's Sigh

The Black butterfly waves away her adorations
All she seeks is seclusion, subsuming slave to mortification
The Dear Air is all she can breath, captive of imaginary dreams
The Beacon resonates, but the hope isolates
The Wasteland's silky fingers caressing the virgin's face

So she is now, the covet of the damned
Programmed to every victim's pain
Carrying the weight of every sorrow
Drowning in wrongs she does not know
But paradise is at loss; she must go

Nature sighs after the bite
All my hopes fading
Don't look at me with those sorrowful eyes
How do you know exactly what I'm feeling?
I'm just the ghost flower passing by
And you can hear nature's sigh


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In The Rain

Written June 6, 2013


The preacher read the gospel
And we sank into our tears
Tearing down the curtain
We've been behind for all these years

A baby leaves its mother
An angel drops its wings
Leave me bound against the wall
Dangling by a string

Sitting by the window
Hoping she'll remember me
Sitting by the window
Contemplating memories

Resolve your inhibitions
And you'll find me in the garden
Where the flowers drink champagne
And God is in the rain


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In Bloom

Written July 29, 2013


The wind blows the rainbows down
Turns your frown upside down
Then spins it back around

The sun hides the moon
Underneath its coat in bloom
The flowers came late this June

The rain in a teardrop
Falls like dew from a leaf
When she looks at me

See that look upon her face
Used to take her to the stars
Now she's headed back from Mars

Now that Venus loves her more
Wouldn't throw her to the floor
Like before


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Almaz Made The Flowers Arrange-

As I did gaze upon her for the first time as she labored in small shop in what appeared to be 
a hole in a wall that open into this place where she did work all day. Almaz was an Ethiopian 
beauty with gorges reddish color hair which was filled with big curly locks that seem to flow 
into an endless chasm of never ending twist and turns, with a smile that seem to light up that 
tiny little room. A rare beauty was she to behold, elegant yet graceful and humble in her 
soul…as I did watch her as she did strategically place each flower by hand one by one and 
with each gentile twist or turn of her soft golden tone skin colored hands until a work of art 
was form inside of each vase that they did adorn.  

Sometimes the vases were made of glass or maybe of some type of fine cultivated stone …
but each one that was made to become a work of art made to express someone else’s 
declared love or concern for a love of family member or even the lost of an unrequited love 
and she did do her best to express their thoughts with the arrangement made from the heart. 
With her beautiful brown eye’s that seem to tell a story of a pain and a deep love for her 
family… that she displayed with each piece of work that she did make. With each day of hard 
work in this small shop where she toiled all day in her endless attempt to repay her family 
for a debt that she so desperately wanted to repay…for it was the love of her father that had 
brought Almaz the flower arranger to this place. 

So many people do take the love of their family for granted, but… no not this lady…no not 
this lady…no not her ever, not even for a second in a day. Almaz made the flowers arrange 
all day, all for a debt of love that she wanted to repay. Little did she know that it was already 
repaid in full… with a father’s silent pray of love to see his daughter in a place where her 
dreams could blossom in the promise land, were no Kings are crowned or Queens ruled, but 
in this place of commoners were freedom was born to rule. Were even the poorest of men 
could rise to the highest office in the land. Truly your father has completed his arrangement 
in the vase with the most beautiful flower that he could find to place it in for the whole world 
to see, Almaz you are that flower that completes his arrangement.


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The Busy Bees Life

The busy bee carried the nector
From one flower to another
Moved her exhausted wings, struggled like Hector
She fall, but she shall die but not serve the Queen mother

But today was so bizarre
She was the only one working hard
She saw a bee sitting on a flower smoking a cigar
And a servant bee, in a Jaguar car

"What is going on?" she said
Many questions were in her head
When she returned home, all bees were in bed
"Oh, no one is working" she said

Bees were not eating honey but bread
"I am going to tell the Queen" she said
She went to the Queen's room, with a heavy head
"Oh" the Queen was with a servant bee in bed

"What do you want , you idiot bee?"
"Busy bees I can no longer see"
"Are you dump? Today is free"
"A vocation, can't you see?"

The bee woke up with a heavy head
"Oh, what a nightmare" she sadly said


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This Yellow Rose

This Yellow Rose


This yellow Rose you see right here
In all it’s golden splendour
Be such a precious work of art
And greets ones eyes so tender
Yet next to you, my crystal Rose
There’s naught on earth that grows, and glows
It Could compare, not ever!

This yellow Rose you see right now
It be so tender sweet
It gives a soft glow to my heart
That makes me feel complete
Yet next to you, my tender flower
This Rose could never have the power
That you have, no, no, never!

This Rose that does before you grow
It’s beauty surely makes one glow
And yet, my darling, this I know
Your beauty doth outshine this Rose.

This yellow Rose, you see before you
Would make each dreamer sigh
The essence of it’s tenderness
Just leaves me feeling high
Yet next to you my precious one
I’d have to say, all said and done
There’s nothing that could you, out glow.


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Flowers on the Moon

Flowers on the moon
I got you
Feet are in the water
The sun is down
Nothings on my mind
All is well
Feeling peaceful 
With no one around

I thought that you saw me
But you turned away

There's no reason
A reason to cry
An old man told me
Never to worry
Time is always
Going to be hard
There's no distance
A distance to far

Then you saw me
You turned around

Flowers on the moon
I got you
Smiles never ending 
Its nothing new
I could tell you
Any thing
These days
May never end

Never ending
Never ending


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and I will come

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/ 
when the fall gives its rights/ 
to the winter/
you know I will come/
for good or for bad/
I’ll board the train/
Passing by / stations/ and countries/
I promised/ and I remember/
You said “there’s no fortuitous meetings/

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When you’ll lose the trace/
When my firmest snickers/ wipe out/
I will/ I will come…
Unexpectedly/ knowing solely the door/
Just the road / for sure/
Before/ take you I’ll ask/
“are you ready to go?” / 
You are ready/ I know/
All the noise doesn’t matter/
I don’t haste/ will be later/

…I will come.
When it finally turns out/
That November is overthrown by December/
When the first snow falls down/
Will be clear/ that nobody is remembered/ 

And I will come…
Somewhere in chest/ between ribs/
You slashed me/ with thoughts/ 
I can feel it with lips/ crawling under my cloths/
Our world is alive/ our life/ we’re alike/
And I….

I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When the death is changed into fate/
When the winter gives up/ 
To wait/ for spring/
to stay with shining sun/
I will come.


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Wildflowers


Gently dancing in the sun
Wildflowers grow;
they bloom,
are gone.

With no thoughts,they have no cares;
Yet their lives are gentle prayers.
May I walk in such a way
That I am alive to this day.

So I see with widening view,
And joy and sorrows embrace too.
Then my time will come like yours...
And of us nothing shall endure.

As to the earth our bodies go,
All are one;it shall be so


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The Tansy and the Tarragon

The tansy and the tarragon are sprouting in the lawn;
I can smell their pungent fragrance in the dewy after-dawn.
The crocus and the daffodils are prancing up the hill;
Their dresses all a-shimmer and their bodies never still.
The happy little bluebird is flitting all about
To find the perfect property to hang his shingle out.
The tulip swords are shining in the early morning sun,
And I thought I saw Br'er Rabbit havin' him some rhubarb fun.
It's spring and spring is glorious; brings the child right out of me. 
Makes me want to dance at midnight 'neath the budding apple tree.

April 10, 2014


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The Black Bee - Original by Rabindranath Tagore

The black bee goes back again and again
And he comes back to love time and again
Then the flower blooms to end up her pain!
The bud hesitates to become full grown
Due to the shameful fear of the unknown!

Forget the cruel facts and the ill-feelings!
Give me your soul to enjoy the good things!
Stay with me forever O my heart sings!

Give up all hopes except the hope of soul!
Come back come back since my heart is your goal!
Come back in the fragrance of the garden!
My mind has already become a burden!

Lonely is this night! Is it for nothing?
It is shedding tears dewdrops are falling!
O the excited flower is crying!


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Smelly me -song lyric contest

Stop buzzing round my head bee
I am not a flower
Message understood
I'll go and have a shower

I know I 'm smelling sweaty
This I must agree
Working in the garden
Has made a smelly me.

Buzz off and feed now
flowers over there
Go and fill on pollen
I'm a gardener that cares


Sing to my old man's a dustman
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7GeZ3YmONw.    Wait til he starts the my old man part 

Penned 9 July 2013

Contest Song Lyric





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Blossom

Live for the moment 
One day at a time
Borrow not sorrow 
From the next morrow 
Bud and blossom 
Like a beautiful flower
Each day a way
Of living it


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Anticipation

I feel you stirring 'neath the sod--
I doubt all men give thought to hear--
Your sounds, infinitesimal, 
Require a special kind of ear.
An ear in tune with Nature's song
A heart that glories in the spring;
These things I own and so I hear
Your almost noiseless murmurings.

Although the Winter lingers long;
Her pure white downy quilts abound;
Your hearts have heard Spring's siren song
Alluring you out of the ground.
I wait in almost breathless awe,
For one day soon I know I'll see
A crocus or a snowdrop's face
Defying death eternally.

I do enjoy the winter's chill--
If there are waiting somewhere near
Warm loving hearts, a home, a fire
To spark the frosty nights with cheer.
But to you, sweet heralds of the spring,
My favor'tism I confess;
Your mistress, fair, has won my heart
With innocence and loveliness.


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Lavender

Today is lavender in sunshine,
But the scent of flowers is not as strong
As night of not a moon. 
Then it was overwhelming,
As if all the flowers had come out
To happy darkened play.
Their scent was oh so pungent,
And lavender beat them all.


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PRECIOUS FLOWER

Life is a flower, given to you
Take care of it for it lays in your hands
Don't ignore her needs for survival
Water her day by day, let her grow deeper into the soil
Weed some of the unwanted plants
That may choke her, and then dies as she struggles for life
Prone some of the branches
Remove the dry leafs with care and kindness
Let her know nature since nature is her mother
Never let her grow alone, for she needs the company of others
As she begins to blossom, you'll know that she has matured with your love 
Life is a flower, don't break her since you can't make another
Life is a precious flower, give her the care she needs.


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OPIUM GIRL

OPIUM GIRL
                           (VERSE 1)
 Think what you want but please understand
 She's a desert flower drifting with the sand
 if you knew the reason she's making love with you
 You wouldn't want her to. Desert Girl.
 
                               (VERSE 2)
 Take what you want then leave her alone
 She's a desert flower every man has known
 If you knew the reason she's making love with you
 You wouldn't want her to.    Desert Girl.
 
                                  (CHORUS 1)
             She's just here looking for someone she's never known
              She'll take you with her so she won't sleep alone
            Out in the desert and she's had it all planned
             Puttin you to sleep with one touch of her hand.
 
                           (VERSE 3)
 Take what you want but please understand
 She's a desert flower drifting with the sand
 If you knew the reason she's making love with you
 You wouldn't want her to.    Desert Girl.
 
                         (CHORUS 2)
         She'll feed you opium and citrus juice all night
          She'll make you think everything is alright
           Then to the desert for the rest of her plan
            When she's done she'll bury you in the desert sand.
 
                      (Epilogue)

          If you knew the reason she's making love with you.
          You wouldn't want her to.    Desert Girl.


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Greek ion

Greek ion is violet,
but violet is much preferred...
One is drawn, oh drawn
deep into the vi.

Its scent is glorious,
and in those old times of the Greeks,
when bouquets of ions were presented,
their Violets knew why.


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Tussilago Farfara, Or Coltsfoot

In waste places beside the road Coltsfoot grows in fertile till. A smallish flower no higher than a toad Its habitat seems to fit the bill. Not expecting a flower in this land Odd brown scales clasp its stalk. Skunk cabbage neighbors in its sand And makes a "feller" stop and gawk.. Leaves not unlike the hoof of a colt Hence the name, Colts-foot, you know. The first flower in spring to bolt And a weed that escapes my hoe. By any name, it's still a weed.