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Missing Mother

Bits of me are missing mother,
the bits of me which you placed.
Bits of me are missing Mother ah..
I see you in my face.
Trying to remember Mother’s days
of wine and roses..Sinatra songs and beaches,
pipe curls and crinolines, days so far gone, so long ago,
replaced by bitter brew, by tears, by fears,
by little pills, I remember you.

I see you in my face, Mother.
Years gone by and still I try,
no easy thing to do, try to remember,
just a few... memories of happy days with you? 

Was it when I learned to read, when you baked your pies?
Ah, Mother, mother memories ... only come in sighs.

Still, in all, it’s very true, 
          I spend each day missing,
                           missing all of you.





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The Seamstress of Time

I have a special story I wish to share
About a seamstress beautiful and fair

She would fade away turning into smoke
Of her amazing beauty, no man would joke

The spiraling smoke would then re-form
I know only an angels face could be so warm

Before her a beautiful quilt was spread
Upon it the story of my life was said

As she once again started to dissipate 
She said, “Mike this quilt records your fate”

As the smoke traveled over to a new place
And then formed together creating her face

Looking over her shoulder back at me
She said, “This area will hold what has yet to be”

Most of the quilt looked like twisted evil tattoo
Simply because, my life’s quilt was quilted true

I looked the quilt over and then met her gaze
She was so beautiful in so many different ways

The last part of the quilt way over to the right
Showed the beauty of someone changing their plight

Upon her beautiful hand, which seemed so nimble
I noticed she was wearing my grandmother’s thimble 

From a young maiden so beautiful to see
My grandmother appeared right in front of me

I guess up in heaven we return to our youth
My grandmother was beautiful; such is the truth

I thought of the price grandma was asked to pay
The shame of knowing I had turned out that way

I thought of her sitting there stitching my shame
My grandmother didn’t deserve an eternity of pain

She said, “Michael be still with the pain in your heart,
Your story encourages others to make a new start.”

“The deeper the wrong the stronger the right
I always knew my boy would take up the fight”

With a smile much brighter than an ice covered sea
She said, “I love the man my boy has grown up to be”

As she turned to the quilt and started to sew
She said, “Michael, its now time for you to go.”

“Believe in your story believe in your truth
For Salvation is the true fountain of youth”

One night in a dream, which I’ll hold forever divine
I learned; my Grandmother is now,” The Seamstress of Time”


When I was a boy I would help my Grandmother roll
her quilt, find her glasses, as well as, her thimble. I 
never thought about how amazing her art truly was.
From a pile of rags she would make the most beautiful
quilt's. I sleep under one of her quilts to this very day. 



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She Calls Me Home

She Calls Me Home…

At days long end
Left on troubles shore
When I just know
I can't take anymore
When the last light
Of hope is gone

She calls me home
She calls me home

When my thoughts
Are racing round
And I can't find
A friend in this town
When every door
Has turned out wrong

She calls me home
She calls me home

She calls me home
To her embrace
Wipes the tears
From my tortured face

Calms my soul
Til the demons are gone
And with her sweet voice
She calls me home

When the dark
Won't give up light
When the wrong
Outscores the right
When the noise
Outdoes the song

She calls me home
She calls me home

When the clouds
Won't seem to break
And the sky
Just seems to ache
And the sun's
Completely gone

She calls me home
She calls me home

She calls me home
To her embrace
Wipes the tears
From my tortured face

Calms my soul
Til the demons are gone
And with her sweet voice
She calls me home


Details | Diamante | |

Precious Gifts of Love

God/Jesus Loving, Good Saving, Blessing, Guiding King, Lord of Lords, Savior, Creator Teaching, Leading, Fishing Powerful, Almighty Father Father strong, industrious building , directing , sacrificing family head, director, leader, manager hardworking, supporting courageous, patient Mother Mother caring, kind nursing , assisting, guiding teacher, adviser, counselor, caregiver, leading, molding, supervising tender, understanding friend Friend loyal, warm brothers, sisters giving unconditional love whom we can hold on to and trust, so,love and honor your father and mother one of the commandments of God Above are precious diamonds and gifts of love, Safely kept in my diamante- poem treasure box.
August 18,2012 First Place Contest: Diamante Judged: 11/13/13 Sponsor: Poet Dr. Ram Mehta


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The Rose

Once bloomed a rose so young and fair
With dark brown eyes and long black hair

Beside her be a tall dark tree
Whose branches stretch to smother thee

Too close beside the shadowy bark
That soon begins to leave its mark

She cries for help, but none shall hear
Her thorns too sharp, who’d dare go near?

To save this rose, who’d risk their life?
With naught to gain but pain and strife

Alone, afraid, she lays to rest
Her heart beats low inside her chest

And with the hour growing near
She sheds her final grieving tear

And so the rose soon falls asunder
Her final day, eternal slumber

She lies beside the old dark tree
The only one who mourns for thee


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Ode to a rose on a sunset

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
as the clouds dip into the sea.
A kiss from that rose as the waves fall,
over the beach to a rose kissed me.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
as we wrap in lovers embrace.
A kiss from a rose as homeward we go,
to a bed clothed in satin and lace.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
with passion and warmth do we grasp.
A kiss from that rose that blossoms and blooms,
my hand in her labour pain clasp.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
that wanton and curvy young bride.
A kiss from that rose that huddles our babe,
so loving, in motherly pride.

A kiss from a rose on a sunset night,
without whom I'd not share my life.
A kiss from that rose who selflessly filled,
the place of my darling rose wife!

(c) anaisanais - A M Docherty - Wales, United Kingdom. (7/8/2013)


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Dearest

Dearest, why cry in vain in the black night 
fight its gentle intent to hold and rest. 
Why fear malcontent this absence of light? 
Put false ego upon the loom to test. 

What makes you conclude elation so found
from harsh light, will thus frame your hearts delight?
Reality so formed will oft be unbound,
allow grays to soften the fading light.

We are ripe stalks of Universal Eye.
Walk on courageous in the night time sky.


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Little Yellow Socks

* Written for my daughter, who really does have a precious pair of Little Yellow Socks.

Little Yellow Socks
       by Amy Swanson  12/5/2008

Little yellow socks
running down the hall
"Slow down with those socks on,"
I'd yell... too late, the fall!

Little yellow socks
padding softly late at night
climbing up into my lap
one more hug, out goes the light.

Little yellow socks
follow me with squeals of laughter;
Oh how she loves to run in them,
Begging me to come chase after!

Little yellow socks...
now not being worn a lot.
My little girl is growing up,
No longer just a tot.

Little yellow socks
will be cast aside someday
I must guard these precious moments;
in my heart, they'll safely stay.


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My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


Details | Dodoitsu | |

White Wedding

Confetti flutters the sky
A bride dressed in pearly white
Footprints pave bright virgin snow
Steps to her future


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30 Years of Blooms

I guess it’s time to stop asking questions,
and start answering them.
Wipe away long dead evaporations;
mined trails overgrown with new,
more current vines.

Time to remove the silver duct-tape
from the face of killed memory; (the girl
in the cavern who sits, wide eyed and bound
at her skeletal ankles and wrists at the top 
of the wicked peak, looking for a way out –
her green eyes wild and rolling
like thunder and mustangs at the edge 
of the drop ,
looking for a way out of this 
buried-alive, hell)
and replace it with white words whispered
into my own children’s ears.

I cannot judge you.
Just as I cannot judge her.
We are all together in this moment.

And although I’d love to be 
the high and mighty mother who says,
“OH! I would never do that to MY kids –
never!”
I won’t. 
I won’t give him the pleasure.
The one who turned you to glass; beat you
until you were nothing but sunlight
in your own mother’s memory.
She loved me as I love mine (including
the young one who waits for her savior with 
the shining scissors; coming through 
the dark like rebirth and deliverance;
like a cool cloth on a charred brow).

So I will plant my Mother’s Day lilac tree
in her honor –
burying the questions,
honoring the love we shared
and still share.
We will leave our judgments at the door and sit 
beneath its amethyst blooms 
(my birthstone; 
                                  your given gift of insight)
exalting in the sacred heart of motherhood;
laughing until we cry;
feeding its deep roots
with memory.




© Kristin Reynolds 5 9 09

*Dedicated to my Mother this Mother's Day (I hope you are listening...)


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Since First I Saw You

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

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

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

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

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


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The Bell My Mother Rang

The 18th of December was her last day;
she neither knew the date nor cared to.
Gathered at the hospital, keeping vigil,
we couldn't overcome her fright, or ours.
The pain, too great to be driven away,
was only "managed" with IV drips,
needles stuck in bruised appendages --
bony things -- arms and legs, hands and feet.
Above the medicines and washes, we sniffed
her scent, which, more than her yet familiar
face, to us identified our mother --
a smell we never would mistake
for any other. It went quickly
as her body cooled. The rouged and pickled
carcass they displayed was more a statue
than a person. We planned to bury her
with homely tokens, like an ancient mummy:
a family photo, a brooch she liked,
a pink hairbrush, and the brass bell she rang
to call her keeper during her last years.
But, when the time came, I could not bear
to see her leave so finally;
I took the bell from her metal box.
And, now, I ring it -- not to bring a keeper,
but to recall my mother on her birthday,
and on many dark days when I need her.


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Stronger Than She Thinks.....

She is a loving mother, 
 her pain is like no other.
Kids taken all at once away.
 A price too steep to have to pay.

Holds her head up high, 
 when all she wants to do is die.
She thinks her pain is masked, 
 but as you see, its no easy task.

She's strong and still fights, 
 even when they say she has no rights.
She dreams of seeing her kids, 
 trying hard to keep the pain hid.

She goes to court and really fights, 
 only to come home alone and cry at night.
Still, she continues this uphill battle.
 Her confidence, they constantly rattle.

Goes to work and tries to smile, 
 as her heart is breaking all the while.
Wish I was a much better sister, 
 who called and let her know I missed her.

I had my own tumultuous issues, 
 it was she who really needed the tissues.
I just had a crappy, low life man.
 By her side her family should stand.

Instead they all give her grief.
 Do they not see her pain will never be brief?
No, they all say they are sorry, but they're full of lies.
 Didn't they know it was her LIFE in demise?

A better sister, I'll try to be.
 Her back she never turned to me.
I hope she knows she's loved and cared for.
 Her smile I'd like to see more.

I know that's no easy task.
 But that I will still ask.
As they push her to the brink,
 She's stronger than she ever thinks.




A combined effort for Kristy.....


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Deer

His family had lived here all their lives untold and he had too.

His father had died when he was young and he vaguely remembered him.

Mom tried to cross the busy street which she had been warned.

She had instantly been killed as her family watched with horror and fascination.

 

No funeral just sadness as the machines whizzed by but the last of his kind remembers.

As a youth, he had run and played in these fields but steered away from the machines 

as he had been warned.

The machines are fast and you must always watch for them and be clear.

The woods were loved as he chased the young females until they let him catch.

 

He had two of his own children but they had died at very young age.

And soon after, the big trucks came with the men that would be vilified.

They uprooted one hundred year old oak and built twenty homes.

Across the road where the field was, forty more were taken from his youth.

 

The last of his family had all been married out or were dead until he was alone.

And as he walked and looked, he was frightened and filled with grief.

He saw his mother standing gracefully at the top of the house filled field.

His brother and sister played until dusk when his mother would call and recall.

 

He ached  where he ran and still he searched.

As the tear rolled away with those distant memories and the pain.

Slowed by the ache he laid his final time with grief.

And he knew he was the last and his youth died with him.

 

 

 

 

The last deer


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Apology Letter To My Mama

Dear mama,
I apologize for the aches,
And all the pain,
I apologize for struggle in your 
heart,
Torturing your veins,
I apologize for the stressful tears,
On account of non-listening ears,
I hear your melancholy weeps,
From a mind that never sleeps,
I know the fake smile you keep,
Will break you suddenly,
I am sorry for the things making you 
sick,
I am sorry you had to grow up 
quick,
Even when you shout hate,
I see love in your eyes,
Out of your heart you apologize,
But, this is my apology to you,
For all the things I put you through,
I apologize for the things you never 
had,
Just to make us glad,
I apologize for the unpaid bills, 
that has you taking headache pills,
I thank you for your vigilance,
But, I can't sit and watch,
The other half is gone,
And you're fighting alone,
Somebody got to be the MAN of the 
house,
We can't always sit on the couch,
Mama I appreciate the things you 
do,
I thank God for you,
I apologize if my actions never 
show,
I Love You,
You bring peace and healing to my 
soul.


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In Ordinary Cups

The days pass from tea cup to tea cup
in the peaceful silence of a solitary nest.
From gentle easy sunrise through sheer white
to the subtle fall of accordion night.

The echoes of childish laughter tremble
across the cracked surface of plaster walls.
Random squeaks in oaken floors return 
the footfall of father, coming and going.

Long lost cat's paw prints impress carpet
dragons from Shanghai with ghostly ease,
and every loved and loving one returns
in peace, to rest beneath the tapping fingertips
upon a porcelain cup of tea from China.



















Details | Fibonacci | |

Betrayal Of The Soul

.
A
Young
Mother
Rocks baby
Singing  happy song
Love in its purity bonding
Daddy slips into the arms of another woman


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How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love

How Can We Hurt The Ones We Love?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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A Mother's Love

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


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Christmyths

If we read the gospel well,
We notice no one rang a bell,
To announce the saviour’d come,
And then when we learn of his mum,
There’s no mention of her donkey ride,
Or of the animals inside,
The stable were the child slept,
It does not tell us if he wept,
And of the weather? Did it snow?
Well we simply do not know,
It rarely snows in the West Bank,
Would be unlikely, to be frank,
And was Jesus born at night?
Did they at least get that part right?
Well it simply does not say,
It mentions not the time of day,
And that’s not all, not by far,
Shepherds saw Angels, Not a star,
It doesn’t say they gave a sheep,
(They were poor and lambs weren’t cheap!)
The Bible tells us many things,
But did not call the wise men Kings,
It doesn’t even call them men,
It only calls them magi then,
It says nowhere they numbered three,
Or if from the Orient they’d be,
It does say that our Lord arrived,
Lived a good life, was crucified,
Just to take away our sin,
So heaven will allow us in,
And this is the truth I will defend,
But just how can a footstep bend?


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Our Grandmother's Blessings

So many trials seem to be filled up with so much fear
So many ask, “Oh Dear Lord, what am I doing here”?

So many questions that I have come to know
If we just plant a seed, with water it will grow

I have a natural green thumb that now is wasting away
Along with a mind that does love to go out and play

Times I still ask, “How did this all came to be”
What was it that my wife was able to see in me?

She says that my heart was the most beautiful around
It still blows me away, for I clearly remember the sound

Her voice was so soft, her tone was so sweet
I was nothing less than pure evil upon two feet

Had been years since anything had took me by surprise
Ice cold is what the rest of the world had seen in my eyes

I looked at her smiled and laughed in my cold convict way
She smiled and said, “Why you want to be mean anyway”

I told her, “I reckon we are all born to just what we are”
She said, “So why are you a dope cook instead of a star”

That question stopped me right there dead in my tracks
I thought, “This girl is a looker but God she is whacked”

Last night her and I sat out underneath the moon
Two very blessed souls swinging in our sliver spoon

Just a little swing we built together out in our back yard
Place to just sit back and rest after a day long and hard

I once again ask her, how in the world could you ever know?
 “My Grandmother was preacher, I could see her in you soul”

Which led me to speak out my truth for I learned to not lie
"My grandmother was also in yours, answering the entire “Why”

Grandmothers we respected and held above all others 
Brought each of us together in the land born of lovers

Two Grandmother Spirits full of pure heavenly delight
Led their grandchildren into the valley born of the light

Now here we sit holding each other, each other high above
Because we share in the blessing of our Grandmothers love


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Toni and I had lost our Grandmothers before we had ever met
though I knew of hers because she was a very powerful lady
and a down home speak in tongues Pentecostal Preacher that
had great respect up in these parts. After all these years we 
confided in each other that we could see our grandmothers in
each others eyes. Thank you and God Bless, MJ


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My Parents

Every child has a parent and a story to be told, but not every child 
Has two parents, two parents of gold.

So unselfish, so giving, so much love never ending.
Always there for us, always in support of us,
Without any questions asked of us.

Down the road still living their lives for us.
They would never think of giving up on us.

We truly were blessed the day God gave them to us.
For his hand to mold, a parent worth gold,
Is a child's story that's rarely told.

For God has made them human that's a fact.
They fault, they sadden, they even sin in anger,
But, what my siblings and I have learned from our Mother and Father
Is no matter what, support one another.
For if one is falling, just be there to catch, without any questions asked.

Life is not perfect and we may not be our parent that our children see,
But, we'll make sure that they see gold supports their destiny.

Prevail, yes we will, because forever we behold not one, but two,
"Parents of Gold".       


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Inseparable Love (Sedoka)

The father and son
Inseparable relations
Guiding the path of true faith
Love of a mother
Glorious pillar of strength
Wept at the foot of the cross


The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line poems called a 
katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7.  A Sedoka, pair of katauta 
as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing perspectives.  
The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following syllable counts: 
5/7/7.  



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Tiny Fingers

Tiny Fingers
Hand in mine,
How have our seasons
Intertwined?

Blood of my blood
Eyes of my Eyes
Have I the right
To claim this prize?

Little one
Before me now,
So many questions
why...and how...

I'll wipe your tears 
if you should cry,
and I'll forgive you
when you lie.

I'll make mistakes
and when I do,
I hope that you'll 
forgive me too

and as the seasons 
come and go,
with love and pride
I'll watch you grow.

This gift from GOD
that I adore,
Just when i can't...
I love you more.


Details | I do not know? | |

my mother

	MY MOTHER
I dedicate this poem to my beloved mother

I miss you mum, I miss you
I know I always will
I’ll never stop loving you
I knew that you were ill
I wanted to take away the pain
I would have done it too
But you just grinned and took it
That is so like you
I remember that look on your face
When you told me you were dying
It seems like it was yesterday
I could not stop crying
I know it’s been a long time
In fact it’s sixteen years
Time will never ease the pain
It cannot stop the tears
I say goodnight to you in bed
And think of you in bed
You’ll always be there in my heart
It doesn’t heal in time
My love for you will never die
And this I know is true
You just remember up above 
I’ll never stop loving you
A large piece of  my heart is gone
But I am not too sad
I remember the memories
And they always make me glad
You are my guardian angel
Who always looks after me
I look up at the stars above
I see you shine,  I see
I hope you like this poem
I made it just for you
Remember I’ll love you always
And I’ll always miss you too




Details | I do not know? | |

My Reasons For Life

I loved once
I had children 
But they were taken from me
They were mine
I loved them and they loved me
I lived for them and they lived through me
They were my light 
Now they're gone.......
Taken from me as if i did anything wrong!
I am a waitress
They said i was too poor to raise children
But i survived
We never had the extras but we had what we needed
There were no name brands but they had clothes
There were no sweets but it rotted your teeth anyway
It was not a palace but we had a home
What we lacked in material we made up for in love
They loved me
And I love them
All we had was each other
But they were taken from me
They are gone
I am alone


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title-less

Can you shake this of me

Tame me

Show me you love me

I am so lost

I have this front

When I think I need you

I don't know what I want

Where's the sense knocked into me

Where's my responsibility

Juggling wrong with all wrong

In the meantime, keeping strong.

Bashful in this hollow shell

I've fallen deep inside this well

Want to like what I see

But don't know who she is

Don't know her meaning

Don't know why she lives.

Day she smiles, night she cries

I can see right through her big brown eyes.

Give me a chance

Put up with the fight

I need you now

To make things right.


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The Definition Of A Real Woman

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

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

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

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

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



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You Were The Best Mother,




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A Mother's Love


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


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Your My Dear Friend

We have been together
treasured joy now for many years
we trust each other with our
emotions, with affection, tears,

Any day when you are sick or hurting
I feel your pain - significant other,
when eighter-one needs attention
we help one another...

These mutual friendly feelings
for assistance, approval, support
form our tight bonds,
usually never broken

Sharing visions, time together
we respect each other,
regardless of shortcomings
I know you, "I love you anyway"


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Did The Lord Build Your House

Did The Lord Build Your House? This house of ours is “plain.” But is still standing. We’re “simple folks...” By many people’s understanding… We may not have much of what is “socially appealing”… But we have love in our hearts. And this is a good feeling! We may not be “wrapped up” in much of this world’s entertainment. But we seek God’s peace and a desire for contentment. We, as a family, have one purpose and “calling” in mind. To seek God’s ways of being merciful and kind… Each day we pray with much thankfulness in our hearts… For this is where happiness and gratitude starts! We’re thankful to the Lord for his unfailing grace… And for keeping us together in this special place… We’re blessed to have a God who is truly worth finding. His word in our lives is precious and worth memorizing! “Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain that build it!” God must rule and reign… So his love can completely fill it! By Jim Pemberton


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Healing Words

My mother, my grandmother before has always held a place in my heart.
My father, and my grandfather before has the same part.
I was young and very active with unwillingness to listen fully to what they had to say.
I had a problem, never could be solved without my parents and grandparents till today.
With patience they all come to my aid when I fall on my face.
With little dishonor I listen to them and what they had to say, I embrace.
Over the years I go to them with no doubt a feeling of no dismay.
Over the years I go to them and they help me solve problems that to me is O.K.
Now I am getting a bit more aware of what had happen to me when I was growing.
Now I remember how the ride was in my beginning: it was a trial of not knowing.
With the guided words of my parents and grandparents I survive through them all.
With it some being a problem that I remember I recall.
My mother and my grandmother always said to be patient and it will be easy to solve.
My father and my grandfather always knew that I would grow and evolve.
I could wonder everyday what if my parents and grandparents was not in my life.
I could just think that would be fatal like a stab with a knife.
With knowledge that they had past on to me of what they had experience.
With their proof of teachings they had past on to me is their self existence.
Over the years I grew with life so full of happiness that was because of my families love.
Over the years it showed me the path that led me to all the above.
Now cherish those words that help me through my troubles in my new family.
Now I listen to my parents healing words of wisdom and except them gladly.


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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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Ode to my daughter on her birthday - 26

My Sarah
When I looked at you last week trying on your new boots
Those almond eyes sparkling at something new, a gift
I saw my little pink girl, a princess, playing dress up again
Your long hair draped your high cheekbones
Life still a game, tinged with drama and theatre 
As you look for fun in all your pursuits!
A player in life with a passion for cooking and music
You have become a kind, loyal, vivacious young woman
Self assured, grounded with a love of tradition
I looked at you and felt an overwhelming pride.

Sunday’s child is ' bonny, blithe, good and gay' they say
Befitting my Sabbath girl, a model child of few demands
Your bedroom a vast sea of Barbie and friends
A Passion for story-time and books
Your Dutch life with Irish sea-touched roots, 
You are a real continental
A great scholar with degrees in Law and Psychoanalysis
You have found your true love with Luis, a Spaniard
As you both prepare to leave the Emerald Isle
I wonder at the achievement of you!


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Power of Her Light

La Lune, La lune
Upon your hills highest point
We lay, awaiting as you to chase away the sun
Upon your hills all about we are strewn.
Object above so high, scientists swoon
Others call to you
in the form of three
Maiden Mother and Crone
Strong feminine deity

Earth and her beings are bound
to this Goddess so profound
Driving men insane
Casting darkened shadows in your wane
Driving seas and water to purge and flow
Beams like a lover's hand move so slow

Inspiring the brush of the artist
to forge Endymion's Sleep
Whilst others dance nude
Around a fire, offerings of love so deep
Artemis, Shiva, Isis,
Under any name, your followers
Ask for your guidance in crisis

Blamed for ravenous killings by the wolf
Your fullest nights, humans cowered in fear
Yet to others your light brings auspicious cheer
Oh how many tears have been cried under your light?
Oh how many times have your powers brought right?
Oh Luna do you see us in our devotional plight?


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Treasures of my soul

The dear lost Grandmother
While roaming through my Memories
And thinking through and through 
And Trying and Remembering 
My First memory was You

A Withered frame once held your face
And transferred to my hand
Your backdrop gave angelic grace
My own image wet

So as I laid in feverish dreams
Without hope to live 
And just as soon as crisis cleared
I saw you in my sleep

I know you showed Idealism
Truly frivolous at Heart
Without a speck of Realism
And Debts stretched Far Apart

Your thoughts still glowed Very Bright
Complex Ideas flowed
And so with Great Illustrious light
Your Acumen had Grown

Dad knew your hair shone Flaxen
Your Eyes Great skies of Blue
Although there was no way
He could have known you

You die when he was still a Babe
Three months to be Precise
And Yet to him you still remain
Great Vision to His eyes

Soon after giving Birth to him
Or so I am told
You’ve fallen deathly mortally ill
While waiting in the Cold

And Patiently you waited
For One to take you home 
Just as my Father stated
The wait was just Too Long

It placed on you a dangerous strain
With Consequence Severe
With you receiving so late
We lost your Being dear

I wish he could Prolong your stay
But yet this isn’t true
And while You in Heaven lay
I always think of you


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So Brief the Time

The lilacs have come and gone, so brief was their time,
fragile flowers like some, who seldom linger long,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime.

Full heart-shaped clusters pump perfume so sublime
a gift from heaven, mother nature can't prolong,
the lilac has come and gone, so brief was their time.

Harvest home to birthing butterflies in sunny climes
brought low by the battering rain of May’s swan song,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime.

Unmated, virginal, a merry gift, most sacred in its prime	
a rust red blight upon the cloth, a crown of thorns once gone,	      	
the lilacs have come and gone so brief was their time.

Let shoots reform and hollowed make a flute to pass time		
to cheer our mother merry and sooth the wearied throng,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime

Like they, we spring forth, summer, fall and wintertime	
may our seed justly arise in the beauty of heart song,		
The lilacs have come and gone so brief was their time,
their purple prominence a pantomime of our springtime







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Rose Wine

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




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The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
but,
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.



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Mother

I opened my eyes for the first time,
Only to see someone with shining eyes,
I didn't knew then who she was, 
Gleaming at my face, she cheerfully smiled.
She carried me in her arms,
So comfortable & so wide,
As i saw many other's too,
Expressing their love alike.

I tried saying something,
Long after i opened my eyes,
All i could say was '' MA'',
And tears crawled from her eyes.
I didn't knew why she was crying,
Did i do something wrong? 
I didn't even knew what i said,
That made her cry&smile so long!

She made me sit on her back,
And often take me for a ride,
I used to be thrilled and amazed,
Cackling my way with pride. 

Time flew by,she held me right,
Now was the time to walk and stride,
All the way down to her,
I fell stumbled and fell as i went to her, 
And then finally i pushed my leg,
A little forward to take a walk,
And once more i did the same,
With happiness she yelled"Yes! You came!"
I did it again but lost myself,
And fell into her arms by then,
She hugged me and kissed my cheek,
With happiness and love,i felt so sweet!

And now when i look at my child,
I know everything what she feels alright,
That who m i and why at her i smile,
And cheer with joy as she walked a mile,
With time she will realize my worth,
That i am the one who gave her birth,
And will always love her till my last breath, Like my MOM 
till the death bed,
And even after if i die,
I ll be her angel around and fly,
And all my happiness lies within her,
Forever and ever as I AM YOUR MOTHER!


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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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Love will find it's way

            Love will always find it's way
 

     My mother would like to say,
     as long as your mind is open,
     you stay honest to yourself,
     love will always find it's way.
     Don't think to much.
     Don't dwell in the past,
     don't deny your inner beauty,
     accept it as it comes,
     You are one of a kind,
     look forward don't look back.
     Don't cry over a closed book,
     is over.
        
     Let your pain keep you safe.
     very next day will  bring new smile to your face.
     My mother would say,
     don't count on no one,
     but yourself.
     Surely love will find it's way.
     In a mean time live your dreams
     keep your arms and eyes open,
     so
     when love knocks at your door,
     you'll be ready to fly.
     
     when I think of my mother,
     her love and wisdom she shared.
     I am certain love did find it's way.
     So, din't give up
     and loose myself in past
      I don't think to much,
      I don't deny my inner beauty,
     as you,
     you are one of a kind,
     look forward,
     live in a moment,
     and remember.
     Love will always find it's way.


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The Women



The Women



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



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

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



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

and white was right in South Africa back then,

but, you did not cower, you stood resolute,

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



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

You stood firm, you stood tall.

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



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

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

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

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



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

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

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

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



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

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



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

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



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

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

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


I salute you!



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






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There are no tears.

There are no tears,
Cause I held them back,
There is no fear,
Cause all my fears came true

I believe there’s hope
I have to believe there’s hope
Cause losing faith in the future and 
What can be when the bird spreads its wings

What can I do if she doesn’t have any faith in me?
What can I do, if everything feels like it doesn’t matter?
I’m trying but it might be not enough
I have being called a traitor

The person I love called me a traitor and I am not
I am not, that thing that I fear.
I don’t wanna die alone
I don’t wanna die like this, cause she doesn’t believe in me.

She set a sentence,
Cause in a dream she saw how I will be just a shell of myself.
But now I’m just a shell of myself.
Just a little part of happiness filters throu the curtains of my disdain and all goes away.

There’s no beam of happiness,
There’s no sunshine of love,
There’s no love for me,
She doesn’t love me anymore.

She who I love doesn’t trust me anymore
And I in a corner I lie alone
This corner of my own creation is not just imagination.
Here I lie and I just desire the best for you, the best for all the good people I’ve met and 
who’s lives I’ve made a miserable mess, I deliver my apologies to all those who believe I 
hate them or I have being a bad person to.

~Anna


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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.  ?


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My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


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We Need To Honor Our Parents

May We Honor Our Parents…

I know of many parents who tried their best to raise their kids.
Many of their hearts cry because of how their children live.

There’s many who’ve tried to teach their children God’s holy ways.
What was taught, seems to be lost…  In a matter of days.

Many parent’s pray for their children’s lives.
Many of their children choosing to live a life of “lies.”

Scripture says to honor our parents, 
that our days may be long.
But any kind of honor to them…, 
Many feel doesn’t belong!

The advice and warnings from parents 
seem to be ignored.
Many of their children say they’re 
“too old fashioned and bored.”

There’s a message for the young people that needs to be clear!
You need to honor your parents! 
 One day they shall “disappear!”

God gave us the parents we have, 
whether we accept this or not.
We need to think about the things that our parents taught!

May we seek to live lives that will bring honor and grace.
In our hearts, may we keep our parents in a “special place!”

May we share from our hearts, the love our lord has given!
May we share his love while
 our parents are still livin’!

The love we can give our parents is a treasure untold!
The gift of having parents is more precious than gold!

By Jim Pemberton


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A Very Inviting Temptation

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


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Witnesses To Sinners



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


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The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








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No Job Can't Pay the Bills TRY JESUS


Here I sit, uncertain of what lies ahead.
I’m still wondering how my family will be fed.

I once had a job that provided a sense of “security.”
Now I don’t…  And I have a lot of uncertainty!

I have unpaid bills, and I’m not sure what to do.
I’ve asked for help.  But not sure who to turn to!

I get discouraged, and feel life “pulling me down.”
I’ve tried just about every job that’s in town.

The dreams I had, have been shattered and smashed.
At times, I feel like I’m just “a piece of trash.”

My wife tried to support me, the best that she can.
But she doesn’t know me…  Or even understands!

Dear Jesus…  You’re the only left that I haven’t tried.
There’s been many nights I laid awake and cried!

I read in the Bible, where your love for me is real!
When I call on your name...  There’s a love I can feel!

Whatever happens, please help me Lord, to trust you!
Whatever tomorrow holds, may I still love you!

I know that you’re a foundation, that I can stand on!
Jesus is a friend!  That I can always depend on!

Jesus, if I lose everything that I have or that I hold on to...
My I always remember your faithfulness
 and never forget you!

Here I stand… With my burdens lifted from me!
It’s because of Jesus!  And how much he loves me!

I praise HIS name!  And lift my hands to the sky!
He’s in control now!  I don’t have to ask the reason why!

Jesus…  Please take control of my worries and desires!
Above all of my problems, I lift your name up higher!

By Jim Pemberton


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Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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Daddys Coming Home

My Daddy’s coming home, he promised Mom and me
He told us not to worry; he was safe as he could be
He’ll wear his vest and helmet and stay out of the crowd
My Daddy’s in the Army and he serves his country proud
It’s just another tour he said like the ones before
My Daddy’s coming home some day but today he is at war

We didn’t hear from Daddy, though he said he’d call each day
My Mommy said don’t worry but let’s kneel down and pray
We thank God for our Daddy and to keep him safe and warm
Like he did the last time and back in Desert Storm
We tell God that we love him and that all we’re praying for
Is Daddy coming someday but today he is at war

We haven’t heard from Daddy; it seems for quite a while
We still kneel down and pray for him but Mommy’s lost her smile
Friends keep coming over and they pray with her too
My Mommy looks so tired and sad; I don’t know what to do
Today my Mom was crying when she hung up the phone
She said that was the Army and their sending Daddy home

I said let’s pray for Daddy and knelt down by her side
She didn’t help me with the words; she just knelt down and cried
I knew something had happened but I was scared to ask
I asked God to take over; he handles all those tasks
Then I got this funny feeling, my Daddy’s not alone
He’s with some fallen soldiers and God’s bringing them back home

My Daddy’s going home today like he promised Mom and me
Home to be with Jesus for all eternity


With Memorial Day coming up, I thought I would share this with all of you.  IF you 
like this check out my poems - A Little Hill IN Arlington and MIA Hill


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Sad girl rising


Sad girl rising

Let me tell you about this girl I know
My cousin, this girl be
Her life has been so very sad
But how wonderful is she
She was a wild child, till she married
And had her first born child
When she found out that his brain was damaged
It really drove her wild.

She took the Doctor through the courts
Then fought for ten long years
To get the money she deserved
And she cried so many tears
She gained a million pound at last
To help her with the lad
And yet the damage it was done
And it really drove her mad.

Her and her hubby cared for he
And gave their lives to him
It was a twenty four, seven job
But at times it got real grim
She would do just anything
To make his life more sweet
But when she got that Parkinson’s
She was close on to defeat

But no, she struggled with the odds
And though it’s ten years on
Never does this girl give up
When all her hope seems gone
She smiles, and carries on with courage
Like I’ve never seen before
She’s something kind of wonderful
She’s a hero, that’s for sure.

30 July 2o13 @ 1043hrs.


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The Motherless Child

Whispers in your ear you fear

The child with no mother is near

As she promotes her soul within

To see you lifeless cunning grin

The warped faze and constant glaze

Undress your body with ever rage

As she smells fear from near your maze

Your mind at ease is restless peace

The clock strikes 12 tic toc heart stopped

She warms you up as her baby soft touch

Enters your cloned state of mind

From the cloned state of time

When things where in rhyme

Of a perfect loves chime

Ticking away the clock strikes 1

The motherless daughter shows you her fun

And see where it leads as she shows you who won

And see her heart bleed as her mother did once

The clock strikes 2 she reloads the gun

Points it at you as she smiles you hear the drum

Her heart beats loud keeping tune in her womb

As the trigger from her lonely motherless gun

Come to halt as the clock strikes back towards 1

She sees youuagain as you where back in time

Back in time when her mom was around showing prime

Back in time when she smiled at others with a crime

Back in time as she feels her heart stop in rhyme

Tick tock the gun pulled her shock

Back to time it did her

As the motherless deter

Bring your pain

Bring your shame

For we all are motherless sons

For we are all cowards of none

The same said for her

As the motherless daughter

Could fear nothing more

Than her shadow on the wall


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Where does the Time go

I feel as though time is slipping away,
And more is gone each passing day…


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Juliet

O, my dearest, my dearest Juliet,
One day your beloved will come for thee,
Sweetheart, please do not cry and do not fret,
Dearest one, he loves you, do you not see,
My sweetest daughter, I heard your heart's plea,
For a gentleman to come take your hand,
Your every wish was always my command.

You stood there weeping on the balcony,
Your golden hair reflects in heaven's rays,
Your blue eyes gaze upon the rolling sea,
My sweetest, it will be your grandest day,
When he does come to carry you away,
Your mother still loves you, do not forget,
O, my dearest, my dearest, Juliet.







Written by: Kelly Deschler    February, 8th, 2014

motifs: fiction & romantic


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Written for Isaiah Zerbst's contest - "Juliet"

Inspired by the painting, "Juliet" by Thomas Francis Dicksee
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This was also inspired by my mother. 
Because, she is always concerned about my happiness.
Thanks for caring, Mom. Love always, Your "Juliet"


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Female Companion

                                                     She is so typical
                                                           So critical
                                                   For most part difficult

                                   I never really could grasp her in such way
                                       She just wants me to some how stay
                               She comes to my man cave and makes me obey

                                          Shy she was and now I am scared
                                              In such way I almost cared
                              She thinks she can do everything for me I swear

                         She makes me guess everyday but I keep on believing
     Because it is fun to give her a kiss, while she does not know when she is sleeping
                She stresses out but I will tell her my love for her keeps deepening

                So for the most part I just keep her close to make her smile and me
                                When I do things I do it for her it is always a key
            Call me romantic or call me stupefied, but it makes her so, so, sooo, happy


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A New Beginning

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

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

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

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


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Haunted

On Memorial Day I am haunted and flooded with so much grief.
My Mother lies next to my Grandmother and they next to my Great Aunt.
My Fathers name is there, too, but blessedly he’s not there yet.
Such great memories are restored as I look at each stone.
Once again I’m a rambling child with no kids of my own.
I remember the safety they afforded me, and all the treats and their love.
All their little sacrifices they gave, when I was still too young to know.
Why did I chase after a kitten when Grandma was so close by my side?
A simple tug on her skirt and she would of hugged me and smiled with pride.
Why was I discovering butterflies, when my Great Aunt was close there too?
She made the best pies EVER from scratch while I played in another room.
Why did I take Mom for granted… when as a child she gave me so much?
What I wouldn’t give for her gentle touch… and another soothing hug…
And Grandpa lies by Grandma… he was always repairing something or by her side.
And now there are all my aunts, uncles, and cousins that are all scattered around. 
They made Christmas my favorite time as their talk and laughter rang out.
They’d laugh, talk, and enjoy each other’s company, as I’m sure now they do.
I can’t imagine them in any other way, than at my Grandma’s on those wonderful 
days.
We’d sit down to a holiday feast with everyone all around and it all seemed like play.
Were they then thinking of others that they knew from long ago?

As I walk around the graveyard picking out old friends, I remember their wistful 
looks…
They did the same each year, as they talked about the past even back then.
Perhaps its time my stone goes there, though I’ve a few more years to go.
That will help my children when it’s also my time to go…
And surprisingly it makes me feel I’m not leaving the older family alone.
It’s like a kiss, and a tug on a skirt to leave that something behind.
It’s a promise… they’ll be remembered until it too, is my time…
Until then I’ll bring my children and tell stories from long ago…
One day a year can’t be too much since it’s memories that I bestow. 
And they all simply add up to the life that I have known.


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THE FIRST GIFT

The First Gift

There’s news for the young and news for the old,
And news for a world lonely and cold,
And down through the ages this story’s been told
How Love was revealed to all.

Into the world that was full of strife 
God told Mary that she would give life
To a boy-child, and become Joseph’s wife 
And not to be afraid, at all.	

In order to keep the law of the land, 
They traveled in winter over hills, rocks and sand. 
To Bethlehem they went, hand in hand
But there were no rooms for them all. 

The inn keeper said, ‘I’ve no rooms inside
But out here there’s a stable; around the side,
So in you all come, it’s dry and wide.
They all trooped inside, one and all.

The donkey and ox shared their bed in the straw.
Joseph spread their blankets over the floor
He put hay in the manger, and then saw 
Mary give birth in the stall.

He went to her side and beheld the sight.
In wonder he helped her through the long winter night.
They placed the babe snug and tight
In the manger; He slept through it all.

The first to hear were watchers of sheep 
Wrapped up in their robes, their watch to keep,
Staying awake, they did not sleep, 
Until the sun appeared over all.

While they sat in the fields all through that night,
The light from a bright star gave them a fright,
Until the messenger came within sight, 
And pointed the way to the stall. 

This brightest star shone across every nation;
It showed the way on this special occasion,
For three wise of men, who with elation, 
Followed this star to the stall. 

First shepherds, then kings entered the door
Of the humble stable, where Jesus they saw, 
Among lowing cattle, in a bed of straw;
God’s brightest star; born for all.

Each offered their gifts to the one who would give
His life, so we might know how to live.
When we do wrong, with love He’ll forgive,
So we can forgive one and all.

At Christmas time, like that first gift from heaven, 
There’s love received with each gift that is given,
Wrapped in fine paper and sparkling ribbon,
To remind us God’s love, shines for all.

The words set to rhyme and rearranged,
This story throughout time, unchanged.
Just as God's love has never changed,
It is here and now for all. 

written by Wordancer


Details | Elegy | |

On The Road To Heaven { Mom's Elegy }

<                    We are gathered here today to celebrate Bernadine Goerlich's life
                      Though taken from us to soon she has now risen to be with the Lord
                      Do not fret for greif and sorrow shall pass too
                      Let us bow our heads and pray 
                      In thy name of the Father Son And Holy Spirit  {Amen }

                      At the tender age of 70 she lived her life to the fullest
                      Raising a family of 10 she always had an xtra room
                      For she loved her God family friends and her beloved pets
                      And even heard of her always baking cakes cookies pies and italian foods
                      She really must of had her hands full with 5 boys and 5 girls

                      For Lord please cradle her in your everlasting arms
                      Wash away her sins and lift her spirit to you
                      For she has earned her wings of golden tone
                      And  now can rejoiced with her own Father and Mother
                      In God's jubliee Kingdom  Let us pray {Amen]


Entry For
Dr. Ram's
Elegy Contest
G.L. All



In Loving Memory Of Mom
{1934 - 2005 }


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What I Look For In A Home


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


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

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


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What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

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

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

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

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

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

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

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


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The Dove

Asleep on her bed as if having a dream,
His mother passed on so peaceful and serene.
Her spirit she'd share with a white dove that took flight, 
And then on her son's shoulder it was soon to alight.

The dove then flew to a tree where leaves drifted down
Settling right on top of her son's bereaved crown.
When he looked at the leaves, two were normally formed, 
But the third one he found to be slightly deformed.

It was shaped like a heart for him to keep.
Choking back tears he tried not to weep.
For he knew then his mother had sent the sweet dove
To tell him good-bye and to send him her love.


*For Deborah Guzzi's Contest Animals Speak


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Hero's Un-Planned

Ringlet curls
Cabbage patch wrists
Dependent on me
Everyday a new twist

Making and breaking
Toys, games and knick-knacks
Mommy’s little speed racers
Mile long smile’s, are all I can crack

Yeah, frustration settles
From time to time
Then I behold their faces 
And think “wow, those are mine”

I try to think back
Before mommy-hood
On a straight road to nowhere
Parties, cigs, all no good

I went to see Doc.
He said “hey, Randa guess what…
…no more parties for you…
…at least not for 9 months”

Shock sunk in
“I’m a mommy-to-be”
A whole pack of cigs in the trash,
For the baby growing in me

Now I’m a mommy of 2
One 10 months and one on year 3
And to tell you the truth
I wouldn’t change one thing

They straightened me up hair to toe
No other could understand
How I thank them so
My hero’s un-planned

Copyright © Miranda Lambert
Written: 6/21/2011
For “My Children” Contest


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The First Love Story

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Your mother from the beginning,
Your Father created her to be,
The most beautiful Rose in the Garden,
Chosen for You, and for me.

Her Conception was Immaculate,
No sin her soul would know,
A holy place prepared for You,
Within her womb to grow.

So, when the angel appeared to her,
Mary's heart had to believe,
That this child of whom he spoke,
The Son of God, she would conceive.

Mary's faith in God was strong,
She knew she had been blessed,
To behold His Love inside her womb,
Her answer must be 'yes'.

For nine months she carried You,
Faced many trials and snares,
With her gentle husband, Joseph,
Attending to all of her cares.

So, on that glorious night,
In a humble manger she gave birth,
Mary and Joseph wept with joy,
For God's Love had come to earth!

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3/25/11  Feast of the Annunciation


Details | Rhyme | |

Tiny Treasure

While preparing for the yard sale…there it was…
Just as tiny as I cautiously recalled
It is your hospital bracelet…
Amongst the many papers sprawled

Momentarily, I remembered seeing your tiny toes…tiny nose…
I pictured your precious little face…
I recalled how much your angelic demeanor 
and innocent charm led my thoughts to race

I often think about you still today
I wonder what lied ahead
What had become of your precious little self…
Did you have children and wed?

Forever doubting but knowing
I had made the right decision
Fully certain still today
With selfless, caring precision

I wonder if you ever thought of me…
Wondered what I was like
I wondered if you knew how much you meant to me…
Or were you purely full of spite?

Soon, I am leaving this world…
And as for me, you will never know
You will not know my true unselfishness…
Since I have no more candles left to blow

I will always treasure you…my love
I will always value the very few moments we had
I will always keep you close to my heart
So there is no reason to be sad

So please, my true prize, my little one …
All doubts, please cast aside
For my tiny little treasure …your bracelet…
Will forever be at my side


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Note: Please note that I wrote this in first person just to add drama to the story.  
This is 100% fictional and not based on my life.  I hope I did the subject justice.
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****Written for Paula Swanson's Yard Sale Contest*****
Won 1st Place!!!


Details | Senryu | |

Menacing Moms

<                                     just look at my son ...
                                 down to size of thirty two
                                 ....    fencing hackling




                                      meat and potatoes ...
                                   leftovers from my mother
                                 ...  well isn't that special



                                     eat sleep and ... running
                                     thats all I will ever see
                                   ...  glad father isn't here




Written by Katherine Stella
For Dr Rams IN-LAWS Contest
Gl All





Details | Light Poetry | |

Missing You

Missing you is like feelings of thee morning dew. The very first time I glanced at you, something like a widow a woman that husband has died. Wishing we had just a little more time. Wishful thinking believing everything you ever said was true shows how bad I want to be with you. Reminiscing over here dwelling on the past, indicating a desire of admiration I grasp. Adoration and appreciation is what I feel for you, longing suffering missing and enduring the lost just to speak to you. From morning till midnight, sunset to sunrise moving into the afternoon time I’m missing you. Arousing emotional response in motion missing you is my religion. My system of belief, therefor you’re an apostle sent by Christ making me a flock of one in your missionary. Leaving me with anxiety and tension I stay missing. Impatient for your fulfillment, missing you is an addiction and psychological dependence. Needing to see you even for a minute, in a recession I remain unchanged retain missing you.


Details | Villanelle | |

Total Destruction

<                                   Destruction of beautiful mother earth
                                     Will it spin off mantel like head to gawk 
                                     Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                     Floods fires quakes acts from natures own birth
                                     Litterbugs arsonists terrorists balks
                                     Destruction of beautiful mother earth


                                    Illuminate waters that someone hurts
                                    Cleanliness is painted in Godly chalk
                                    Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                    Man woman and even thy smallest mirth
                                    For thy Father in our Heaven will stalk
                                    Destruction of beautiful mother earth

                                   Eagle that soars a wolf howling from girth
                                   Will thy it's freedom ring out thus like the hawk 
                                   Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                   Like land before time when man walked
                                   Wonder how forces existed and talked
                                   Destruction of beautiful mother earth
                                   Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth


Details | Narrative | |

The Beautiful Hands of the Bridegroom A true story

~The Beautiful Hands of the Bridegroom(A true story)
   "Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . . "


~My grandmother called me one day disturbed  by a recurring open vision, 
  saying, “Two beautiful hands were let down unto me from the ceiling. 
  “What does it mean? I keep seeing these hands every night after 
   I lie down in bed.” 

~Immediately, I knew the answer.  I said, grandma, the left hand has 
   a wedding ring, on the left finger, does it not? A brief silence on the 
   other end of the phone, “Why yes John it sure does, now that you 
   mention it. It is the most beautiful wedding ring that I have ever seen.” 
   To which I replied, “Granny, it is your Lord assuring you that He is your 
   spiritual husband. Do not be sad when He comes to take you home“ 
   I reassured my eighty year old grandmother. She said, ”Yes that is exactly 
   what it means. I had not thought of that.” 

~This was a divinely granted clear plan given to my granny afterwards 
   she was never frightened of death again. 

~A few days later, my expression of principle said,” One day soon I will 
   awaken your granny New in the night and tell her to go into the living 
   room and sit on the couch, for it will be the time that I will take her 
   soul home with me. 

~About eight months later the shuttle truck for the elderly stopped at 
   my granny’s door one morning to take her into town for dinner with her 
   friends. She did not answer the door. The body could be seen through 
   the window, sitting upright on the couch hands folded in lap with head 
   leant to one side as if asleep. The fully clad body wore house shoes... 
   This was the adoption of my dear granny… Martha New.


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As A Parent I Want My Kids to Serve God


As A Parent, I Want My Kids to Serve God! As a parent, I’m trying the best that I can…. Though there are things that I don’t understand! I remember my parents teaching me right and wrong. And taught that God’s laws certainly belong! I’ve tried to share these values with my kids too… The choices they’ve made, and the things they do! When situations in life, seem to have changed… I know that my heavenly father remains the same! I think about what in life, to my kids, I have given… And pray they’ll serve God all the days they’re livin’! Even though I’ve failed and stumbled along the way… I hope I’ve taught my kids how important it is to pray! This family that God gave to me, has grown over a period of time. I’m thankful for the opportunity to call them “mine.” I pray they’ll seek God’s guidance! Wherever they go! May the word of God strengthen and nourish their soul! And as my kids get older, and they move out on their own… May they seek God’s love and protection over their home! I pray that my children will give God their very best! May they serve him daily! And let him take care of the rest! I’m trying my best, as a parent, to trust Jesus and believe! His goodness, in our lives, is what we need to achieve! By Jim Pemberton


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AT LAST IN LOVE AT SEA (Sonnet)

Our qualms doth not live aloft our dreams to confer 
Upon heavenly horizons where every soul shall dwell

Twas meant to turneth thy sight away from a lovers stare
Should sunshine always show, should seas forever break swell

Thou and thou maketh one long vow bound before holy eyes
As fate end lives to lure in new casts God maketh so endears

Why hath ye been sojourned in secrecy of where thine truest treasure lies
When in that divine next place, you will sigh at thine sight of no fears

Mustn't time only tell tales lived on by unvanquished surrenderers
Sailing cordially lost with us, addled no more but paddled on pent in pain 

Or herein reap rewards wrought upon death’s frozen oar bearers
Shores to shores, we promised ourselves cradles to returneth once again

Thus as adventure unfolds amongst ocean graves hushed we see
Where perpetual peace reigneth forever we are at last in love at sea


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Soon

She has become
Like a thin Chinese tea cup
Placed upon a large rock
She has become… fragile
Afraid to go anywhere
Least she break

She sits outside
When the weather is clear
Reading the same book
She has read for many years
Painfully turning the pages
With crooked fingers

Occasionally
I see her smile
As the lines on her face
Seem to multiply ten fold
While she tries to remember
Why she is smiling

When the cooler weather
Dances around her
She wears a long soft scarf
Wrapped many times
Around her neck
To keep the cold away

Sometimes
She will ask me
"When will my friends
Be coming by?"
And I sit next to her
Hold her hand
And say to her
Soon Grandma… soon


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A Prayer To Our Lady

O, Most Blessed Mother,
We thank you for your love.
For constant watching over us
From heaven up above.

You said yes to God
His Son, Jesus, you would take,
And give your life to raising Him
For all God's family's sake.

Mary, you hold the treasure 
Of God's graces in your heart.
Please, pour them on us generously,
From Jesus, your Son, we never want to part.


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We Went to Grandma's House


We went to Grandma’s house the other day! And brought some gifts along the way! We enjoyed our time and our wonderful visit We’re glad we had time with her! We wouldn’t miss it! We took her out and did some shopping in town… There were some good buys waiting to be found! We had a chance to have dinner with her too! This was an opportunity we wanted to do! We had a chance to talk about the days of past. Our memories of her, is something that will last! We enjoyed our time with grandma! Yes we did! She always has something worthwhile to give! We thank the Lord for a special grandma like this! Our times together have been happy and bliss! Please take good care of her Lord, is our prayer! Keep her in your tender mercy and care! We look forward to the next time we spend together! She’ll always be our grandma! Today and forever! By Jim Pemberton


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Three days Saved

It's been nine years, I have counted the tears-
  they have made trails of guilt
  worried into my heart 
  then filled with loneliness and bitter despair
but by your grace I have been shown...

For the first time, in these nine years, I have not wept
  nor held a vigil to honor our grief
though the loss still burns, this time it is transformed

Peace from your love still reaches through death
  and through your eternal love I am reborn
  
 It is Good Friday. 
When God took your spirit home
  and left me dying to know,
  how to love him for his sacrifice
  when he asked me to give up you?
How do I heal this death and rise with you in his arms?

Through your love I was born, and in your arms I grew
 and it has been your love the kept me whole
 that taught me how to be reborn
    for even though your body has gone
    your words lost in the wind and breath no more
The essence of grace and strength you lived
- it grows still in your daughter soul

My being and existence came from your womb
  my heart and mind shaped by your enlightenment
I have lived a life you gave me and for once
   I live it in pride to honor your sacrifice
your words giving me the guidance I'd lost nine years ago.

Alas, I've come to know, that as you died
  and went home with our Lord, you saved me from my death
not in your dying, my grief and love can attest,
    but in your living strength and loving example
       you showed me how to live a life
             open to our Father's gift

We knew it would not wait, but the parting was too fast.
I sat in thought three days before your sleep and asked,
"In three days time my savior died, I wonder hence
   what of my soul will rise with his?"

And now sitting Easter morning, 
  holding my sons candy-filled basket,
I realized Three days passed.

  He took you home Friday morn, but left me love,
that eternal love that never dies
whose comfort is unending

I honor your love by giving it to my children
         and Easter morning I felt your hug, your kiss, and knew 
                                 you have never left me
.
Though God took you home Mom
I know you have never left me
for as our Savior died and rose
you too still live in my heart, 
showing me proof our Father's blessings

    because you, my love, are my soul and all ready there
there fore I am strong enough to give this pain up 
       to honor his sacrifice and transcend,
           to be humbled by the grace and mercy
          that could forgive such lost lambs as I


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Tears of the Broken

Introduction: At some point of our lives, someone close to us departs off to the next
phase. We think of the good times and try not to think the bad; but sometimes it haunts us
back to how we responded in a naive way for our juvenile wishes. And sometimes we see them
in our dreams at the utmost optimism and glory. But the fact that we get to realize what
we did back then may have cherished and broken their souls in some ways, we always wonder
if we could alter the deeds that wounded their affection in our times of immaturity…And
pray that we get a second chance to do so for our next life. *the first two lines have some inspiration from another piece*



Even if our hearts were as strong as a storm, we’d still feel a little bit sad Knowing that we’ve lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad. For so many years, we’ve felt their presence In so many ways, we’ve felt complete, But truly, even if we deny – We sometimes skip a heartbeat. Our lives are nothing but their memories and their art, Orbiting us each day, reminding us of who we are Where we stand and to whom we belong, We pray and cry up oceans for them night after night Praying to be together just one more time, in the worlds of light. But yes you are so fortunate, that you got to leave, You’ve made it to the greater step, I pray for us to meet. May your soul be blessed and may it shine brighter than the sun, Again and again ‘I love you’ it’s not a lie, I may not have said it that much But I hope you knew inside, even if I may have been unkind as such Nothing is left for us to do but feel the tears stream down our eyes For we, once in a while have broken their hearts with one or two lies, Their face glows and vividly fades away from our dreams those nights That’s when we fall, fall down to our knees, pray for we could have changed The ways we reacted back in those days. Thoughts of those moments, thoughts of their sorrow smile Now makes us realize how we never cared, For that to overcome, we treasure the good times we’ve shared, The times we’ve heard them say “You’ve made me proud” The times we’ve felt them lay their hands, oh so be crowned. Their tender touch, their forgiveness Their blessings for us and their happiness, We pray to feel it all again Bring it all again, To the eternal life, after this time.


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Jesus My Life Is One HUGE Embarrassment


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


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Parents Need To Be In Church With Their Children


Parents Need To Be In Church With Their Children… Many parents bring their kids to church… Hoping they’ll be a “better person.” They want them to hear about God. And listen to the “Sunday lesson.” They often tell the children to listen and obey God’s ways. But you’ll never see the parents at church on Sundays! They’re “too busy” to spend time with God... Even at home. Then tell their children they love them. And often leave them alone. They parents don’t want to take the time to give them their attention. They want the Sunday school teacher to give them a “moral direction.” Parents need to be the man and woman God wants them to be! They need to have Christian principles that their children can see! Won’t you be there for your children and help them to understand… What it means to be a Christian. And to be a Godly woman or man! It’s Christ’ desire that you as parents be a Godly example! There’s just too many temptations for your kids to handle! Living for God. As a family. Is the best thing you can do! Christ stands at your heart’s door… The rest is up to YOU! By Jim Pemberton 11/16/11


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The Ugliness Of Divorce


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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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.
 


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My Endless Longing -A Mother's Love

                                                                **~**

My heart is fierce in its longing for you
 With thoughts that mimic flitting butterflies
Like stars chasing the moon in the black velvet night
And every time I close my eyes…
It is you whose face I see
I ache from deep within my soul
Wanting to feel my fingertips trace the soft texture of your skin
Run my fingers through your soft, chocolate hair
Longing to see your smile - beaming radiant like diamonds in the sky


Lying in my bed at night the fingers of darknes touch my skin
The moon quietly tiptoes through my window
As silent witness to my bleeding heart
Closing my eyes…
Brings your image closer to my mind
For you... are a violet glistening with dew to my longing heart
An angel - in a spider's land
Where they deceitfully weave their web of lies
Unwillingly... turning your heart against me...
The mother who loves you so                                      

I drift away into a restless sleep dreaming of you- my girl  
As the early morning sun creeps through my window
I awake... with a heart that breaks all over again
I am a prisoner held captive by my love for you
My precious, little porcelain girl

My love for you will never end
I pray for strength to see us through
For someday we will win this battle
And the love we share...
Will lovingly come shining through

                                                             **~~**

 


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When I hold your hand

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


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L O M L Always

The thought of her smiling gave me faith
From when we were little we bathe
My mother and her mother is best friends
They both took care of us and gifts they send
We pulled each others hair
And she was always quick to dare
When I smiled at her she knew it was no good
She learned to pull me up and she understood
I just wanted her attention and that she gave
She knew it in her heart love was my slave
From when we were a child with full of energy I had my way
She was the one who was my guide and she did not push me away
When I saw her cry one day and her eyes was so sad
I gave her a flower and I smiled at her and made her glad
When some one special leaves her heart
I sat by her and never wanted to depart
She is the love of my life always
She is the one who gave me my hope through out my days
So I gave her my heart and love from within
And I did not make it thin
I stood by her side since I was a child
I gave her my support when we were wild
She knew who I was and I let her go the distance
I did not hate her or give her resistance
My mother and her mother are great friends and their virtue will never end
Because of their love they both trusted us to live our ways to transcend
So my childhood friend was my best friend, and now my wife
She new it from the start that we part of each others life


Details | I do not know? | |

What is it when?

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


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A Letter To My First Crush

A LETTER TO MY FIRST CRUSH My Dearest Kevin My hands shake nervously as I write this letter The fountain pen drips the ink in heart-shapes Pieces of my heart as it reach out to you I just want you to know that loving you isn’t easy My dozen of Harlequins and my entire Mill @ Boon collection Have'nt prepared me To deal with a player like you I heard it through the grapevine, That you are heartbreaker and womanizer With only one thing on your adolescence mind My grandmother always told me, that Why buy the cow, when you can get the milk for free My grandma is a wise woman More like a heroine in my eyes I am the heroine of my life More like a Nancy Drew without a clue on how to love you I am never satisfy, I am curious And mysterious However I am very chary Kind of gal ^ I do believe that I am in love with you today However, I might hate you tomorrow Because you never know with a secret admirer To the man I love today They are nothing more than I can say. I will wait for your reply my love


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The Most Beautiful Gift

O Mary! Most beautiful face!

You are the face of humility!
You are the face of purity!
You are the face of charity!
You are the face of virgin faith!

O Mary! Most beautiful woman!

You have the most beautiful ears.
You obeyed and abandoned your cares.
You have the most beautiful womb.
You carried the Prince of Life with bloom.

O Mary! Most beautiful gift!

Through you life flowed and your fruit set us free!
In you, God consecrated woman with full dignity!
In you, we see a model of a believing soul!
You are God’s beautiful gift to all!

Happy Birthday, Most Beautiful !!

9.8.14


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My Mama

My Mama she trips out in the moon light
when I’m safely tucked up in bed
she dresses to wow her audience
but I know not of her occupation
when I ask I am greeted by silence
and then “You will understand when you grow up”

My Mama she returns at break of day
before the curtains begin to twitch or draw
she’ll come in exhausted and fix my breakfast
then checking in on me she’ll wake me for school
before she goes off to bed – she’ll see me later
to ask about my day and play

A Mamas kiss, a smile, a hug, warmth, food and a roof
Yet when we go out together people turn 
to talk to one another, quietly nodding
Funny looks are cast our way and yet not one shall speak to us
Aged nine in school I find out why 
when another child will laugh

“Ya Mama works the streets
lies on her back, watches the sky – to feed ya
-Tis what my Ma said”
It makes me cry
I love my Mama
but this shame hurts

I want to die…


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A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


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


 

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


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Me, Myself and I

Alexandra
Hardworking, Dancer, Writer, Loyal
Sister of Catie and Mollie, Daughter of Valerie and Damien
Lover of no one (for now)
Who feels that poetry is a savior, life isn't complete without friends, and love will find a way
Who fears isolation, failure, and not believing
Who would like to see their writing published, their designs manufactured, and their lives well
Resident of The Bronx, New York
McKenna


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If You Were

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

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

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

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


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Beautiful Lace

Eyes of piercing true,
ever so blue.

I hope you knew 
as you flew on the wings of grace,
your life was like beautiful lace.

In that lace 
was a place,
just for me.


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In Lieu of Flowers

“In lieu of flowers”, the obituary read, “please donate to a worthy cause.”
But when I thought about how she loved her garden, I really had to take a moment 
and pause.
I know her daughters meant no harm, they just didn’t want to deal with the mess;
Having just flown in from out of town, solely to put their poor mother to rest.
But throughout the years I watched that dear labor in her garden all day;
More than once or twice my house was blessed with the fragrance from one of her 
bouquets.

“In lieu of flowers” – are you kidding me!
“In lieu of flowers” – yeah, just wait and see.

Her daughters arrived at the funeral home, not really expecting much of a crowd;
I walked right in and introduced myself, probably talking a bit too loud.
“I’m your mother’s neighbor, the eligible bachelor; she may have mentioned my 
name.
She loved to tell me about you two – too bad you never came.”

About that time the truck arrived and they started unloading the back;
Flowers and wreaths of every kind in every imaginable color but black.

“Oh goodness sake!”
“What’s all this!”
“And where did they all come from?!”

“Oh don’t worry girls – they’re all from me.  And, they’re for your wonderful Mom.”

That funeral home was overflowing, with roses and pansies and mums;
Tulips and daisies; carnations and lilies; orchids of every kind.
There were snapdragons, Mona Lisas and delphinium;
Dianthus, lisianthus and mathiola amongst them.

The girls were shocked, that was plain to see,
They didn’t know what to do,
But their mother was happy,
Smiling down on me,
That much I know is true.


By Joe Flach for the "Flowers" contest.  
Okay, so it's a free verse that rhymes, I didn't mean to make it rhyme, it just sort of happened that way!


Details | Senryu | |

Earth Angel

Earth’s Angel
Her salient wings glowed;
With love she cradled wild world,
All rested in peace.


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I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

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


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LOOKING FOR HER

all her things she saved
for us are flung out and
flying all about.............


every counter is full and
ever shelf is crammed.
             each
has a story to tell


i have found a diary for a 
             day,
pages telling how she lived 
              each day
               
            
she writes how much
she loves my sister and
               i

she cries out how she misses
               and loves
               my father

she writes of her
love of her grandchildren
               that is
               what her
tomorrows are all about

i see
what made her 
              so sad  


she writes from her
               heart
and my mind breaks

my tears
of gratitude
flow

i am so thankful
she left me her
things
to care for......

i can let her go now...
......and say

...."mama go rest"

by joloujanetta


"never did i know what a comfort
a pillow where she lay her head
would be for me......"


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Garden of Life

From a mother to her daughter:

Welcome my child to the garden of life
You are now ready to face the world so open you eyes
Your bright sparkling eyes will see unknown things
And you tiny heart will skip beats
But don't worry its all normal
In my arms you will face no problems
Welcome my child to the garden of life

Soon you will feel strange emotions
Oh! and do you know you have an elder brother?
He, your dad and me will take care well of you
Soon you will learn to walk with those tiny toes
You will learn to speak,walk and write
Welcome my child to the garden of life

There are treasures yet to be discovered
Heights yet to be touched
I'll help you in everything you need
But just say the word I'm waiting to hear
With your cute and tiny teeth
You nibble off everything
My beautiful seed you will grow with care and love
We will give you the best and you will be nurtured
There are many things you are yet to see
Life is long but worthwhile it will be
Welcome my child to the garden of life... :)


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Day

From Kindergarten to Graduation,
you've made a lasting impression.
From the good times to the bad,
you've been the greatest mother I could have ever had.
You've been a great inspiration in my life.
A loving mother, and to Dad, a superb wife.
You've helped me keep my head straight,
took off work to watch me at the plate.
As the years go by and my life begins to wind,
your love and advice is one of a kind.
Thanks for showing me the way,
to becoming a man one day.
From playing sports to playing with toys,
no matter what, I will always be your baby boy.
Thank you for everything you've ever done,
I always have been and always will be,
Your Loving Son!


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I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

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


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THANK YOU DAD AND MOM

A sonnet to a faded little rose,
Could never hope to tell you how I feel.
The things you gave up just for me do show,
That parental love is your only seal.
Since birth you've been near just to protect me,
And help me up each time that I would fall,
And guide me with a hand on which I'd lean,
Depending as I start down lifes vast hall.
When I have gone from your home to my own,
To rear my family as you did rear me. 
I only hope that God will help me know,
The joy and sorrows, that I once caused thee.

My love for you is as endless as time itself,
And deeper than the oceans deepest cove.

                           Cile Beer

written l955






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Nature's Single Dads - The Australian Emu

Nature’s Single Dad:
The Australian Emu :
The first 55 days

Emund is busy
preparing his
dance-floor for
partners who’ll put
him to the test. 
His pedigree line
has proven with time

that it is now his
turn, to be best.
He hears them emerge
from the bush as
they gather in
answer to nature’s
call.
They dance, and then
go away, they know
they cannot stay; 
there is not enough
food for them all. 

They dip and they
weave as they mingle
together knowing
that each has a
chance 
With his reputation,
there is no
hesitation; 
he is ready to join
in the dance.
‘Bonk! Bonk,’ comes
the sound of another
arrival, ‘It’s
Emulena!’ he says
with a grin. 
Others move to the
side as he leaves
them mid-stride 
to greet this dancer
as she flounces in.

With sensuous,
rhythmic movement of
hips she fluffs up
her boa, it bounces
in time. 
He matches her mood.
His movements are
smooth 
as they twist and
twirl in their
dancing mime.
He does not fuss
about who takes the
lead, he follows and
their dance now is
ending. 
With steps that are
light he glides to
the right, 	
he meets her, bows
deeply, head
bending.
 	
Emulena says,
“Sorry, we cannot
stay longer, we all
must find paddocks
anew.
It matters not
whether we all stay
together,
we trust you to know
what to do.”
As she speaks, they
deposit their gifts,
and he hears, as in
chorus they say,
“We know you’ll do
magically, what you
do naturally 
to deliver these in
your own way.”

After completing her
task, Emulena stands
tall and she fluffs
up her feathers once
more.
They follow her lead
in twos, and in
threes, 
and promenade across
the dance floor.
Left all alone, he
goes back to his
duties and looks
closely at each pale
green shell.
He checks all for
defects. He sees
they are perfect, 
so with care he
covers every one
well.

He sticks to his
task for fifty-five
days in sunshine,
strong winds and
some showers.
He values each
treasure and tends
them with pleasure 
as he, turns each
egg every three
hours.
Through his long
lashes he sees
danger coming. He
drops his neck down
like a log.
Feathers flying on
high and red fur
prowls near-by; 
he needs to fool
both bird and dog.

The shells have now
turned a dark bluey
green, there’s an
infertile egg in the
batch. 
This egg will be
food for his hungry
brood; 
but he won’t eat or
drink, ‘til they
hatch.
Each day he looks
up, and turns his
head to the sun as
it rises each
morning.
He’ll sit day and
night until the
time’s right.
He knows, that time
comes without
warning.

to be continued...


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That All The World May Know

From The time I was a boy
when mother raised me at her knee,
from the time I was a boy
I was already beginning to see

From the time I was a boy
I’d walk with mother to the well,
from the time I was a boy
I was already beginning to tell

The call upon my life
as to manhood I would grow,
the call upon my life
that all the world may know

The call upon my life 
would lead me to the cross,
the call upon my life; 
my Father’s greatest cost.

And now I am with Him
though I drank the dreaded cup,
and now I am with Him
as by Him I was raised up.

And now I am with Him
seated at My Father’s Right Hand,
and now I am with Him
as the Door to Heavenly Lands.


Details | Pastoral | |

Prayer For Medjugorje

O gracious God, our shepherd and guide, with Love I Thank You for this special miracle, whom you have appointed as tornado of faith,
Fill my Passionate Love for You with this warm sunny bright gracious, 
Magnanimous, 
Serving You with fidelity I pray for All those whom You have entrusted to the care for You Church, 
we together in unity of heart and purpose as we seek to fulfil the mission of your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever.
Amen comes as a Blast an explosion of your Majesty,
Amen Medjugorje 
Amen Medjugorje 
Amen Medjugorje  
Amen Immaculate Mother  
Amen Medjugorje  
Amen Immaculate Mother
Amen Medjugorje
Amen Immaculate Mother
Amen!


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In Descrimanent Love




      ------

When a Mother gives' Birth
She give's it with Love
She sore's to the High Heaven
To the Christ,
Fore She is giving birth
A gift from above...
      ------
Such a complication device
      ------
Devised by God
In order to herd His children
For that traipse to eternity
And only Heaven knows
When that will be.....
For they are awaiting
Their return...
To that honorable place
        Among He
      -------
Yes, the Mother gives' Birth
A gift to the World
Rather it be a baby boy
Or maybe,
A baby girl...
      -----
Their love is so innocent
Innocent and free
Shaped and molded by
The like's of you and me
       ------
Yes, they are our
Hope's and dream's
For the next generation
Marred by frustration
Self-loathe and indignation
Yet, they do follow threw
To start a new nation
      -----
A nation to be
A nation of one
One where people
Shall be delivered
      ------
All soon to become One
      ------
Where the Will of Christ
Shall be done'
      ------
For this is their Heaven
And this is their Earth
Fighting twin evil inclination 
Just awaiting the time of
Restoration...
      ------
Where the lineage of time
Is their only Salvation
Another simple case of
The blind leading the blind
In hopes' and dreams'
In contemplation 

               GF


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Dear Grandson (Lane)

Your mother requested of me today
a poem, to be written for you.
One to be read in days gone by
with my love expressed anew.

Though poems be written day in and out
with love as a sweet refrain.
There is no poem with room enough,
my love for you, to contain.

A greater gift than words of verse
I have to bequeath with love.
Abraham’s blessings from me to you
poured out by our Father above.

On bended knee your day of birth
before the throne of grace.
My grandson I laid on the alter of God
for Christ to protect in my place.

A friend He will be in darkened days
and close by your side will prevail.
Devotion to you was one day placed
into His hands with nails.

My love, dear grandson, is free of charge
but one prayer I ask from you.
Please walk the streets of gold with me
your mother will be there too.


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Mystery and History

A terrible earthquake rocked
Bidding adieu left us shocked

Rescuers worked on the third day
Looking exhausted and in dismay

Suddenly mixed feelings filled the air
When they lifted two up the metal stair

Shielded from the falling fragments 
Embraced and protected within a mother’s garment

Wrapped in a carcass that offered comfort
A live six month-old baby girl put her effort

She moved having been suckled on that fateful day
By her mother who had entered the unknown gateway

Only this could have crammed her mind
Let me die so that they could find

My child alive; my child must live 
So, she breast-fed until alive

One could compare her love to a mystery
Her life after death is but history

Tears trickle from stony hearts
Also from those carrying debris in their carts

Like a mother longing to hug her child
Our Creator waits to embrace us His child

He can pick us up from any rubble
And in us can make joy bubble


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Mother's Day

Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day is upon us. It’s time to give her what’s come due.
No more taking for granted everything that you know she can do.
Mom ties the family together, holding each in her safe, warm space.
She is everything to everyone as each day takes its place.
Nurse, cook, housewife, taxi, and part of your cheering squad,
Teacher, lover, and tender mom who’ll chase away the storms…
She’ll administer your fever while giving into your every need quite fast.
Then she’ll take you to the doctor, and be the first to sign your cast.
She’ll scold you when you’re wrong, and applaud you when you’re right…
Then still be there to be your friend each and every night.
Then give you a kiss as it’s off to bed while her eyes hold that warming spark.
She’s held your hand, and scared away the monsters each time in the dark.
But better… she’s held you heart forever so close and warm against the daily wars.
And even when she’s gone she’s sworn to be your guardian angel ever more.

All she asks once a year is a simple smile and hug from her special people so true.
So here I am Mother… to say that I Truly Do Love You.
		


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Always I Miss You

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


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Sacred Mother Earth- Colors Of Nature

Oh Great Woman of all Nature
  Mother of our Divinely blessed, sacred Earth
Your beauty has kissed my lips
  with the splendor of your clear, sapphire skies
 

The golden, moon bathed Sands
  that are gently caressed
 by your crystal blue clear flowing rivers
Your gentle rain that ascends from the Heavens above
  to delicately soothe and blend
with tears that flow from the broken hearted
 

Your moist, emerald green hills 
 filled with enchanting, lovely flowers 
of every elegant shade and hue
I have beheld the splendid beauty…
 of your green weeping willow's gracious bows and limbs
of iridescent greens and golds
that whisper gently in your swaying, languid winds
 

I have witnessed golden eagles fly so gracious and free
  in your pictorial, periwinkle blue skies
I've feasted my eyes on the sublime splendor
  of your enchanting, golden harvest moon
as its elegant beauty paints a rose, gold, splendid image 
  so deep within my mind
 

All your violet-blue endless horizons
  Your smoky, gray mountains so grand
in the rose blue cool light of dawn
  Your chattering bird songs in skies of azure blue
The fragrant scent of amber gold pinecones
   in the sparkle of the crystal clear early morning dew
 

I pay Ode’ to you Great Mother Nature
  for every golden ray of sun that warmed my skin
that hangs brilliant and dazzling...
   in your glorious skies of cerulean blue


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Mary's Tribulation

Mary’s Tribulation

She wept from the depths of her bowels
For the child she brought into fruition.
Not knowing in her love,
She would witness the greatest of all sacrifices.
Tortured nerves washed with vinegar.
Nails driven through meridians to increase the pain.
PAIN, oh so great, oh so long,
That a Mother would die herself...
Beneath the cross

She wept and her heart broke in angst,
His purpose to teach mankind.
Her witness to His Love.
So great, the task, His life
His walk, so brief on earth.
Yet thousands of years, the story retold
Eternal salvation unfolds.
That a Mother would die herself...
Beneath the cross.



Details | Dizain | |

Against All Odds

At first they doubted she would even live, Then stated calmly that she would not walk. This child for whom my life I'd gladly give, Denounced as one of those who'd never talk. I covered outraged ears, their words to block. For those long months she danced beneath my heart. I had played music for her from the start, My own keen sense of rhythm to advance. She listened to my cues and knew her part. Despite their gloom, this child of mine will dance.


Details | Free verse | |

soon the bell will ring

Soon the bell will ring.
Asleep, your warmth is still the same
An echo of strength still resides in your arms,
Wrapped around me they Instinctively protect me,
‘though later they’ll hold for a steady hand.

Lying here reminds me, of when I’d scurry to lay
and listen to your sturdy voice bring alive Dreamland.
You’d bush my still wet hair, tickle me to bed,
scare away monsters, and kiss my cheek all in one sweep.

In half an hour, when the bell rings,
You’ll roll away as my day begins,
And I’ll lay out your shoes, socks,
Clean underwear, and gown.
The next appointment is in half an hour,
And after that I’ll lay you down.

Time is running out,
I feel the urgency.



Details | Etheree | |

Daddy Dearest

dear
daddy
even though
your gone from here
I shall remember
father's day has always
been your favorite time so
today I come and placed a rose
at the foot of your grave- sites bedding
and I even placed one for mama too






In Loving Memory


Daddy 1925-1981
Mama  1934-2005

        {RIP}


Details | I do not know? | |

It's Cruel and It's Sad

Friends phone and ask
How is she today?
She's doing just fine
I'm forced to say.

She loves to sit 
In her favourite chair,
And stare at the door
Hoping someone is there.

Of course when she speaks
She doesn't make sense,
And when she stares at the ceiling
She is praying for death.

I gave her that rag doll
From my childhood days,
I sense she remembers
But few words can she say.

We don't have control
Over any of our tomorrow's
It's so hard to feel alive
When we're surrounded by sorrow.

It's cruel, and it's sad
Can't more be done
For this Alzheimer's stranger
That has invaded my Mom.



Lynn Barany


Details | Rhyme | |

Two Shadows

Looking back on years forgotten,
in view, my journey made
two shadows there, not of my own
appeared along the way.

One was bright, and much like mine
she walked in step with Him
to lead me closer to the day
his shadow no longer dim.

In troubled times with strength, my own
the pain I could not bear
they held me up and moved me on
their image, always there.

Throughout the days that bore my tears
a faithful friend not found
was when I saw their shadows merge
in love, our steps were bound.

This faith of mine could not support
the longings of my spirit
as shadows knelt before our God
for me, that He could hear it.

Those times of sorrow, as friends betrayed
my heart, where hatred lived
was then, their shadows I could see
had taught me to forgive.

Images cast with every step
in storms, with me did stay
the unknown presence by my side
had taught me how to pray.

Through life, my own, the shadows strong
with me, remained steadfast
my love for God, would nigh be lost
but for their faithful grasp.

Her shadow drew the other near
once dim, but now I see
always there was Jesus Christ
now bright, he walks with me.

As I approach my journey’s end
at last the truth I see 
side by side with Christ our Lord
my mother walked with me. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Typewriter

When I was little my mother and father took me to my grandparents place
The reason was they had school and work so they dropped me off and took haste
My grandmother who was always writing had brought out a case
I always wondered what it was that made her heart beat in an odd pace

Little I did not know what she was smiling so much about
So I watched her run around making snacks all out
I was little and about to touch the case, but I heard a shout
When I heard her she had a look that made me pout

My grandmother smiled and said to me that machine was special to her
But what was that machine because it was odd looking, for sure
As a little child nothing looks more interesting than a new figure
Finally she sat down with me by her side and a cup of coffee to stir

With a big smile she told me a story and first it was on paper
As she spoke I heard her voice with ticks and taper
I could not concentrate because of sounds and I was looking at her 
She spoke with kind words and words that I will know in the future

I giggled when she said a word, because it made several noise I heard
My grandmother smiled at me and really knew that I like the sounds that occurred
Little things are not so little she smiled and looked at her coffee and stirred
She pointed at the machine with paper rapped in it with a pattern that lured

As she spoke to me I watched it snap at the paper with precision
I was kinda amuse on her finger making a quick decision
The machine was so fast and her fingers was too, I could not use my vision
She was so happy to see that I was starting to understand the occasion

After a while I got bored and she put me down on the floor
She kept smiling and making music beyond the door
When it stopped I felt empty some how to the core
She stopped it was just because she could not find words no more

I ask grandmother what is that machine you are using as I was griping
Grandmother why wont you play with me as I was smiling
She said that she was doing some stuff, I guess she was not done working
But the thing was she was so happy as she said the machine is a Typewriter for typing


 


April 18, 2013


Details | I do not know? | |

-Sunlight, Moonlight, Listen To Your Daughters Calls-

Fogive me Mother, I have not forgotten your grace,
That saved me with your celestial light from the dark,
I still stand ready to walk one day in your place,
Still ready for the training I will need before this path I embark,
The rain still decends and with the worlds tears, it cleanses my soul,
I pray for it to come, chant to you my song, and wonder why it will not fall,
The earth still shares with me, and I learn from all that it knows,
If only dearest Goddess you would listen to my calls,
Dearest mother, after which I am named, do not take from me your gifts,
The war readys near and you have not time enough, to find a new leader for us,
I still walk your path as your namesake, Ma'mam I swear, I have not forgotten this,
Without your guidence I am lost and in distress,
Show me forgiveness, oh my dearest Mother that I bless...

Forgive me my father, I have not forgotten your warmth,
That gave me life, through your brilliant light, 
And saved me from the dead, cold dark,
I still stand ready, as your child warrior of white,
The wind still whispers to me ancient tales,
I pray for the dreams and yet I cannot tell why they wont retain,
The fire still burns bright within the sky, and I follow its ember trails,
Dearest God, without your guidence I will fall in pain,
Oh Father, do not steal your visions from me,
Without them I cannot see, and my Guides and I cannot talk and agree,
We send to thee, oh Father, an offering of sweet petal potpourri,
Do not revoke me for I am one of those chosen three,
Show me forgiveness, oh my dearest Father, and I shall act as your emcee...


Details | Free verse | |

Crackers ‘n' Cheese

I was a-munchin’ ‘n’ a-crunchin’ on some crackers ‘n’ cheese
When a-someone or a-somethin’ came ‘n’ tickled my knees –

With her tail up in the air in a question mark tease,
‘Twas my little grey kitten mewin’ wide-green eyed pleas –

Beggin’ of her human, “Oh kind human, please
Won’t you let me share in yer crackers ‘n’ cheese?”

I looked into her tiny face ‘n’ made the choice with ease –
Doncha know that to my heart this kitten holds the keys?

I felt her purrs flow past me, a gentle, liltin’ breeze,
 ‘N’ now my kitten’s doin’ the munchin’ on my crackers ‘n’ cheese!


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

YOUR MORNING TOAST AND CHEERIOS

      YOUR MORNING TOAST AND CHEERIOS              
I'll be the wind that blows your hair
all of your days I will be there
in summer breezes, winter's freeze
I'll be the wind through all your trees.

I'll be the raindrops on your face
each drop that falls a warm embrace
I'll be each sunset there will be
and every star will shine of me.

I'll be your time that comes and goes
your morning toast and cheerios
I'll be in all your candle flames
and I'll be there at football games.

I'll be the wind that blows your hair
both here and there and everywhere
if I must leave to be with you
then leave I must and leave I do.


Details | Rhyme | |

two woman one child

Once there were two women who lived different lives..
One I hardly around for me to remember, the other I call my mother.
Two different lives, shaped to make my one...
One was out of reach like a star, the other became bright sun.
The first gave me life and the second taught me how to live it.
The first gave me a need for love, and the second was always there to give it.
One gave me a nationality, the other gave me my nick name.
One gave me a seed of talent, the other gave me an aim.
One gave me emotions, the other calmed my fears.
One heard my first cry, the other dried all my tears.
One gave me up  without a second thought...To selfish to care
The other prayed for my safety and God led me straight to her. I was her Mandy Bear
And now you ask me, As my peer 
the age old question unanswered throughout the years...
Heredity or environment .. Which am I the product of..
Neither, my friend .. neither..
just two different kinds of people...That ended with only ONE LOVE


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LIFE

Two hearts beat, now beating faster; beating until they're one 
Two souls breathe, now breathing deeper; breathing until they're done 
Two lovers see forever, and forever is where they run 
One child comes home tomorrow for life has just begun 

Even when the rainbow's glowing, the skies can seem so gray 
Even when the wind's not blowing, the tides can turn your way 
And when the water's raging, beneath skies that seem so blue 
It's just your body aging, and it has nothing to do with you 

So now when our God comes calling, I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair 
Yes, as snowflakes start falling, I will look for you everywhere 
And Mother, as you start flying, remember as you rise above 
Marlene, you are not dying, but finding everlasting love 

One child goes home tomorrow to embrace the Father and the Son 
One child who knows no sorrow, for life has just begun


Details | Tail-rhyme | |

Parents:

Do they remember...
What it's like to be a kid?
How it is to be small?
Do they know...
The temptations of the world?
Your personal desires?
Your own ability?
Do they understand...
Your actions?
Your words?
Your life?
No, they don't.
"our life was hard," they say,
we kids are,"too happy."
They didn't have technology.
No temptation from games,
nor from the computer.
Parents are hard to please,
when their standards are too high.
But they do not budge,
and leaves God to judge,
all the obstacles in your life,
put there to make you strive,
for excellence and perfection.
                  xxx


Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Day, Was A Holy Day ... '

This Day, Was A Holy Day
As Crystal Drops Came Down
A Beautiful Display
And Soothing Sound

Like An Echo of Joyous Children
Or A Drum-Roll Softly Nearing
Or Like Angels Were Cheering … 
That’s What … It Was Like Hearing !

And It Poured Like A Pitcher
Cool, and Smooth and Clean
Slanting On My Window
Inspiring Me To Sing:

 - - - - - - -

“  Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter
Today … Nothing Is The Matter
Plop, Plop, Splatter, Splatter
Inside, We’re All Together

Washing Away Every Tear
Rinsing Away, Every Fear
Refreshing Every Year … 
… Raindrops, Touched Our Dears “

- - - - - - -

This Day, Water Came In Streams
But No Thunder or Lightning Screams
Just Innocent, Wistful, Wet Dreams
And Later, Rainbow Gleams

(And Waiting For Tonight’s Moonbeams) …

Today … Was A Holy Day
As Crystal Drops Came Down
A Beautiful Display
And Soothing Sound …


Details | Free verse | |

The Bird that is Loved and Loathed

It burns and it stings.
It hurts.
More than drowning beneath 
the ice.
More than remaining in a 
kindled flame
She hits and I no longer cry.
Why mother, why? 

It burned and it stung.
The markings remained, 
returned, and were relived
Looking, loving, and little 
known loathing were the known 
ways of living.
Never was their pity for the 
child that cried
Never was their relief for the 
child that tried

You were that lovely bird that 
understood the complications of 
felicity 
Nothing looked the same in 
those dewy browns of yours.
My everbeating would cry tears 
of joy.
The others-they were yet to 
appear.
Caring Mother, o' so fair
 You were that beautiful bird 
filled with care.

The others came and were not 
alone. Their two suitors sat on 
the throne.
Rampage and rage why did you 
come?
I began to wither and wither 
slumping along. So very soon I-
the child of fines- became a 
human raceme. 
The droops of the Lily of the 
Valley became the slumping of 
my heart.
My lovely bird the enemy had 
taken you and the person you 
were is far from near.
For that divine nature left its 
intricate self and you became 
irretrievable my big bird.
All of your fairness died.
With that went my pride.
 
Mother, Mother what moved 
you so? 
Your intense spirt vanished only 
to supplement a monster. 
Mother, Monster and your tar 
filled lungs. 
How did I kill that liver that was 
so, so strong?
The lesson of pain was one you 
came to learn.
My darling bird why did you 
turn?
 
My lovely bird and your big 
brown eyes
I'll tell you once, but never 
twice.
Pain is only a flower for it 
blooms and dies
And a mistake can be killed as 
quickly as lice.
 You dear bird hurt me well. 
Though, haven't you heard?
Weakness is a souls greatest 
strength.
You brought me up, then you 
brought me down.
You haved helped, hurt, and 
hindered my blazing spirit.
A hero in my heart-I left you 
down in your deep black 
slumber. 
Escaping those terrible nights
To go for the town of delights. 


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

Growing Up

Soft snoring, that is pleasant to my ears.
 Watching you sleep, doesn't erase my fears.
You are growing up at a pace too fast for me.
 You are no longer that little boy for all to see.

A teenager, almost out of school, and away from home.
 When you go to college, I'll feel hollow and terribly alone.
I miss you being small and Mom fixing everything.
 I don't think I'm ready for all the fear and panic this brings.

I don't want to smother you, yet I don't want you grown.
 Being with you everyday for so long is all I have known.
The abandonment may be more than I can possibly bear.
 Afraid to let you go be a man, and pretend I do not care.

It's tearing me up inside to know only a couple years left to go.
 Everyday closer to college seems to make my anxiety grow.
I'll try not to embarrass you, and call every single day.
 But remember to call me so my nerves don't start to fray.

It's hard for a Mom to let go and make these adjustments for life.
 You have no idea the things that you have to deal with, all the mental strife.
I love you more and more as each new sunrise awakens the day.
 Hoping to see where your life and decisions turn out to play.


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Draconian I

[The Cypress Is In Bloom]
The cypress is in bloom
I see the evil, the efflorescence of decadent doom
Eloigning, with thy clandestines of the Dead September's reign
My belovéd Penelope, abscond from the coven so deep, the glades of misery
We must face her in the grove, for arcany, the path we must take
She's in my mind, vaporously,
Lauding with my, dangers and fears
Lie, with ephermelcy's broken truths
Leading me go Cypress, Marigold
Immortally, willows, forevermore
Forevermore

[To Question; To Know]
My argentine silence, your only condonicy 
Ends with such eath
The Mockingbird in me--died
Resting in one ounce, an abundance of shame
With an infinity of joy
Exiled, by the ones, who give all, names
My breath starves for only more
The façade, the veil, the austerity dims with Aquarianlore 
She falls to her knees, why for?
Celandine she will be
Celandine is she

[Bead]
The lair within, free from their causalities of their sins
Shadowy primroses begin to grow, the season will never end
In there I dream to be like you, violet blue, White Flower of Lisieux,
La Fleur Blanche du Lisieux,
So Celandine are you
Celandine are you

[Draconian]
Draconian--Reach for the shadows within
Draconian--Break from The Fallen's Sin
Draconian--Their Empirical lies, only die
Draconian--Reach The Shadows Within


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What's Happening to Marriages Today

What’s Happening to Marriages Today?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton    


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I Am So Very Thankful

I’m So Very Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for!


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May we worship mother Mary

No
Only Eternal God
We can admire Mother Mary
Pray to her

Best intercessor to Eternal God the Son
Eternal God the Son is Father Christ
Eternal God the Father is in Father Christ
He’s sending Eternal Holy Spirit

Worship mean humble
Unconditional acknowledgement 
Absolute superiority of Eternal God
Over all creatures

Mother Mary is a creature like us
In faith she is our mother
We should call her “Mother Mary”
We should honor our parents

5122012


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The soldier, the war, and I

The soldier, the war, and I


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

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

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

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

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


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Battle of Struggles

He said, "I will never really know the struggles of a black man."
Well he has clearly forgotten that I have to be more than a woman.
You see I am mommy & daddy to a beautiful little girl.
I have to serve, protect and provide for her place in this beautifully crazy world.
I have to be the father my daddy and her daddy didn’t have the courage to be.
I have to carry that load all on me.
Not to mention, in heels to ensure I’m still keeping my feminine appeal.
With a smile and grace to disguise how I truly feel.
I have to embrace my own desires later, whenever that maybe.
Because I am committed to a greater cause, my family!
And because I’m still woman and that first, they still too discredit me.
Trying to conform and limit my abilities.
So that man shoe, I have definitely filled.
Because that man pressures, demands & etc I also feel.
And not just second hand like smoke.
As my journey includes different men with different strokes.
So the struggle is far from sexist and that I can respect. 
In fact, the struggle is how and where we all can connect.


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The Mum

The first to wake
Another day
Another show
Boom boom, shake shake
Sleepy yawns
Wakey wake

Supermarket run
I used to find them so much fun
Until she decided to scream and shout
Bring it on girl
Loud and all out
I’ll just go and hide on my cloud

Ready steady bake
Last to eat the cake
“Have you had some Mum?”
No darling, you take

Mechanical moves
Automated mind
Generally
I don’t mind
I’d like for you to shed me
Some kind
Spend some time
To simply find
It’s healthy at times to be blind

I push, I pull
Kids to school
I wish I were just 
Horizontal in a pool

I could just walk out
“No mum that’s not cool”
Would I be such a fool?
But I’m the queen you know
I make the rules

The irritating whining song
A bell at the door
Ding-dong
I really need a manicure; it’s been so long
Door again
Ting tong
“What took you so long?”
I’m sorry 
I was busy window-shopping in Hong Kong

“Where’s my glove mum?”
Deep breathes, play dumb
“Where’s my recorder mum?”
One, two, three
Numb numb
“Sweetheart bring me the remote”
Here darling, stick it up your bum

The first to wake
The first to leave home
I want to be first in bed some days
To sit around and just laze
I need a haircut, some highlights
“Are you listening mum?”
Always! 


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Late Comer

Spent and Battle Weary, the exhausted figure trudges the well worn path like the to-ings and fro-ings of some relentless seaside donkey. Utterly defeated,she resumes her rhythmic rocking, almost robotic in its ministry. No welcome here for this fretful form Out of time This usurper of liberty, predator of new found freedom, like the parasitic mistletoe as it clings to the enduring oak Consumes the spirit Outflanked by convention, choice simply a misconception, The woman capitulates before her adversary. The final shades of moonlight fade from the sky. The child, enveloped in the first vestiges of sleep, Surrenders its hold. The early morning sunlight precociously animates its shadowy dance; and Fairies cavort upon this tiny form, playground of elfins and pixies; the elixir, the effervescence in champagne. I brush the hair from the forehead of the sleeping child My heart is swollen No enigma here; only my daughter


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When I Die

Don't weep for the loss
I've merely swept across
Know that I am here
Always will I be near
In the way you walk
And the way you talk
Thru your words of strife
To guide you thru this life
In your beautiful stare
All the elements in the air
Running thru your veins
And whatever shall remain
Presenting thru your smile
And every lonesome mile
With every beat of your heart
You'll feel we're not apart
With every warming breeze
And the swaying of the trees
Thru your precious laughter
And every moment thereafter
In those mesmerizing eyes
Your mother is still alive
In each and every thought
Enacting what I've taught
Thru the precious moments
And every single torment
Thru every scent you intake
And each and every mistake
Your mother has not died
In your hearts where I reside


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DEAR MOTHER

(Dedicated to Oluyemisi Janet Akinwande)
 
God empowered you mother to be a channel
Through which I found my way from heaven to earth
What a great privilege to come to the world through you
What a great privilege to come through your world oh mother,
I’m most grateful
 
You passionately took care of me from cradle unto maturity
Your love for me as an adult gave me
Hindsight to your immeasurable
And unconditional care for me as a child
I’m most grateful
 
Even after the call of father to the place of rest
You did everything decently possible,
leaving the state of convenience for the city of hardship for me to have a paradise of life
Many sleepless nights, laboring to make me a responsible figure in the society
I’m highly grateful
 
Hmmm!
I declare with a loud voice and humble heart, by the anointing upon my life
Your world shall be established as long as Christ tarries
You shall be a great example of honor of motherhood
You will live to see the fruitfulness of your fruits in wealth and good health
Your heart shall be made glad and joyous
Women shall call you blessed and young ladies shall come to learn from you
Foreigners shall say of you, what a blessed mother
Dear Mother

© 2007


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Upon this Christmas Day

He sleeps there in a stable
The babe born to the world
Both mother, father watch with care

Though swaddled in a cloth
He is born, yet, to be king
With but just rags for Him to wear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

For within the early morning
Angels brought the sky a voice
Calling forth those who wish to hear

Along then, came all others
Knowing truth within their hearts
That all now have nothing to fear

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day

Go forth and tell all others
Who had no chance to hear
The news of hope and of the joy

Let them know the Gift of God
That comes to save us all
His son sent as this little boy

This special morning
The sun now shines bright
From stars there in the Heavens
To the rise of morning light
The world now is much brighter
As angels, too, now play
There’s hope and happiness to share
Upon this Christmas Day


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Pia Mater

Where are We? Where is the place where Belong? Is it Here? Am I Here? Is this Aeon only an Hour? Hear, Listen to the Birds Singing with beauty only found Here See, Look at the Butterflies Gently Playing In the Wind only found Here Touch, Feel the thorns of the mighty Rose her Protective Beauty, only found Here Smell, Sniff the nostalgic fragrances filtering around the air, only Found Here Taste, lick the Bitter Green Herbs enhancing the Variety of Life, Only Found Here We are Here A Place we call Earth, Mother Going by the Name of Gaia She was Designed not by herself to Care for Us, tend to Us She puts us to Sleep when the Darkness arises In her Light, we Awaken giving and taking Her most righteous Virtue Something Always to remember -Never Forget- There will be Falls There will be Rises There is Always a light towards the End Is it Here? but Happiness cannot be Happy without the Balance Without the Sorrow to Storm


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Looking Back

Dedicated to my children who have kept my dreams alive.

LOOKING BACK We can’t go back To the days of yesteryear To capture those lost feelings With those whom we loved so dear I am just looking back to see Where all of my dreams first start You know those deep seeded dreams Buried way down deep in your heart I’m not trying to revive a lost love That I once had forty years ago Or even trying to replace the twenty years Of not seeing my grandchildren grow There were times of much struggle Filled with pain, fear and torture It was the love I had for my children That developed my strength to endure My children only remember the 2nd set Of twenty years that have come and gone When they were all moving out on their own And when all of the grandchildren came along It’s like I was locked in a rock Throughout those 20 to 40 years Not able to see my grandchildren Filled my heart with so many tears The bitterness you feel towards me Is understandable and really okay My children, you all have the right To your feelings and to feel that way I have finally made the escape Since that rock has split wide open I want you all to know who I really am I haven’t changed at all, only my situation The gift of feelings we have in our heart Whether right or wrong, just happen It matters not what others may think We should let out our own self expression No feelings are really ever wrong In another’s view or even our own Our thoughts trigger our feelings inside The feelings we have are ours alone Looking back strengthens my heart Reminding me I want to pass along To all of you, just who I really am Before my time on earth is gone One day I hope you will realize With you I have always been Filling you up with that extra love You may have noticed you’ve been given You have all filled up Such a big part Of all the dreams Living in my heart My best friend Grace, reminded me That our feelings are meant to be and to last God wouldn’t put the dreams in our heart If He didn’t plan to bring the dreams to pass My dreams haven’t changed I am not letting them go They are for new adventures With new beginnings of tomorrow Now that I’m looking back I’m so glad to have survived I know now, my love for all of you Has always kept my dreams alive Florence McMillian (Flo)


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My Mom

I'll tell you a story
One of love and loss
It will make you see
That I miss my Mommy

As I recall my happy past
I shed a tear for the one I lost
Swim in the sweet memory
In my heart Mom , you will always be

So shine your loving light
Down on this sore heart of mine
So when I look up at night
I'll know you are fine

Don't be afraid my son
I'm watching you from afar
One day you will come
To join me on this star

Brandon Harvey
31-10-2014


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I'll Be There

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

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


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I want to come home

When can I come home my baby ask me
When mom can I be free
Your mistakes have got you here
Just hold on for a few weeks dear
I know it hard to be away
But you will come home someday
When mommy I want to come back with you
I know son I want you to come with me too
But it is not up to me it is up to you
You have to stay here till your treatment is threw
I will be with you all the way I will write and visit as often as i can
You have to be strong be mommy's little man
God will watch out for you when I can not
But even if I am not there your not forgot
So just hold on son it will be alright
You will be home soon so I can hug you thight


 For my son who is away at a boot camp for boys right now because of his actions at school 
he is bipolar and has add sometimes it is hard to watch what our children have to go threw 
and know there is nothing you can do to help except for pray. and hope that time and love 
will help. thanks to all my friends on the soup for giving me a place to vent my feelings some 
it means alot to write and know it is heard. Thanks to all Nita


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Forever Your Man

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


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Mother's Love

mom,
you fill my life with hope,
you fill my life with joy,
you fill my life with all the things,
you knew that I would need.
before I could crawl, walk or stand,
you were always there, lending me a hand.
before I could speak,
and all I did was cry,
you knew the thigs that would make the tears die.
you changed the dirty diapers,
and gave me my baths,
you dressed me in cute clothing,
and rocked me to sleep.
as i got older,
you tought me right from wrong,
you delt with my hot temper,
and my fits of rage.
you were always with me,
whenever I needed you.
on my first day of school,
when I wouldn't leave your side.
you were sure to be there,
until the tears dried.
and of course I got older,
and passed the crying stage.
and many years later,
when I was independent,
you were still there for me,
if I happened to need you.
and on the most frightful day of my whole life,
you were there with me,
crying by my side.
when the doctor told us,
that I was terribly sick.
you rushed me to the hospital, 
without a second thought.
as the news was delivered,
you held my trembling hand,
you guided me through the shots,
and all the mental pain.
you delt with all the sorrow,
the anger and heartache.
you held your chin up high,
so that I to could be brave.
and even now you help,
and guide me along.
and that is why you,
are an extra special mom.


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ROCKING ALONE IN HER ROCKING CHAIR

I SAW AN OLD MOTHER WITH SILVERY HAIR
SHE SEEMED SO NEGLECTED BY THOSE WHO SHOULD CARE,
HER HANDS WERE ALL CALLOUSED AND WRINKLED AND OLD
A LIFE OF HARD WORK, WERE THE STORY THEY TOLD,
AND I THOUGHT OF AN ANGEL, AS I SAW HER SIT THERE
ROCKING ALONE IN HER OLD ROCKING CHAIR

BLESS HER OLD HEART-DO YOU THINK SHE'D COMPLAIN
THAT HER LIFE HAD BEEN BITTER,SHE WOULD LIVE IT AGAIN
AND  CARRY THE CROSS THAT'S MORE THAN HER SHARE
ROCKING ALONE IN AN OLD ROCKING CHAIR
IT WOULDN'T TAKE MUCH TO GLADDEN HER HEART
JUST SOME REMEMBRANCE ON SOMEBODY'S PART
A LITTLE WOULD BRIGHTEN HER EMPTY LIFE THERE
JUST ROCKING ALONE IN HER OLD ROCKING CHAIR

I KNOW SOME YOUNGSTER IN AN ORPHAN'S HOME
WOULD THANK THEIR OWN HEAVEN IF SHE WERE THEIR OWN
THEY NEVER WOULD BE WILLING TO LET HER SIT THERE
JUST ROCKING ALONE IN HER OLD ROCKING CHAIR

I LOOKED AT HER- AND I THOUGHT - "  WHAT A SHAME"
THE LOVED ONES THAT FORGOT HER, SHE LOVES JUST THE SAME
AND I THINK OF AN ANGEL AS I SEE HER SIT THERE
ROCKING ALONE IN HER OLD ROCKING CHAIR



Written By My Grandmother Mamie Rachel Sterling/Sinner/Earl 1950


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I CALLED YOU MOTHER - to our mother earth

I CALLED YOU MOTHER (To our mother earth)

You are brief - today earth
don't contain me-
don't comprehend me
you still must learn to speak to me
by telling me how.

You are the one who
opens the seed - naked
and forced it to the song
you set on its centre
an exact address of man
or towering tree
and light 'the kingdom'.

Yet I called 'Mater'- 
your immense face.

When the evenings bouncing on the ridge
and stretch limbs excess in every vital sign
I justified the sky
at the shade of a little knowledge.

I know it is unwise getting your sleep at my vigils-

And you are Gaia that is earth
clods of Intelligence Bread over the clay -

And there's nothing - Gea -
I can teach you-
The sky has no teachers under its arc


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Mom and the Moon

You are the changing moon,
Always shifting, never constant,
Your phases are unpredictable,
Mom, you are the moon, who stands alone in the distance,
Always watching over her stars in the shadows,
Shining your light over our world,
Through our darkest hours of the night.


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lullaby - tanka

crystal bells tinkling
- waterfalls of silver sounds -
angels painting stars
eyes shutting in loving smiles
innocence falling asleep...


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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.


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I Have You

As the days grow darker.
My future grows bleaker.
And hope seems out of reach.

Falling; falling down.

Screaming; but no sound.

Is my life coming to an end?
Then fluttering in the wind.

"Don't worry i'm here" 
Rings through out may ears; 
My body hits the ground cold as ice.

Then...

When I open my eyes

I see you next to me.
I awoke from a scary dream.
Sometimes it's lonely and dark

If I open my eyes in the night,

I'll have you and be alright.

No matter the evil deeds I've done,
or if i fall behind everyone.
A mothers love aways wins

Forever... 

safe in her arms


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The Train

Please...
My and mines' next meal awaits
My sons school fees awaits 
My youngest daughters' shoes await
My nieces' dress awaits 
My mothers' medication awaits
My mud huts' repairs await
The winter blankets await
And so does the winter coal 
Rosies' next instalment awaits...
Get me to work, I have to be there by eight.



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When

When is he going to understand 
that life is harder than what our eyes can see.
Its work, its pain, its suffering,
Its love, its time, its energy.
When..

When will he know the struggles life brings
When..

When will he feel the love that I feel
the pain that I feel
the anger I feel
When..

When will he learn the responsibility of life.
Its not always easy to provide.
There are times when its much easier to give up.
When..

When will he have children all his own
and learn to take care of them just as I did.
When will he hold me and say
I love you, thank you for all that you've done.
When..

When will he know that it was all done for love.

When my heart beats no more and my body lies still
Will you still love me?
Will you still see me?
Will you wonder why
When you were little why I held your hand so you wouldn't cry.
Why I would kiss you and then smile.

Life is too short to ponder what, when, where and why.
So I leave you this message
So when you are older and wiser
You'll read whats in it
and maybe then you'll understand
just why I did it.


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Our Little Girl

The light I see
In your eyes
only when I speak of her.
Our little one.
She would have had your eyes,
your nose.
she would have had my hair 
and my my mouth.
Our little girl would have been perfect.
But that horrible day in July,
I cried and I hated myself.
That horrific day in July when I lost her.
My world broke down.
Now when I speak of her. 
Your eyes water up, 
as do mine.
But one day we'll see her. 
I promise.
Our little girl, 
is waiting for us.
I promise.
And one day,
she'll finally say daddy.
Our little girl.


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What's Done In Secret Will Come Out In the Open

What’s Done In Secret… Will Come Out In The Open! I’ve read God’s word, and it’s clearly spoken… What’s done in secret… Will come out in the open! I’ve been guilty of this, too many times! I never thought of it, to really be a “crime?” “Nobody’s watching” was the thought pondered… As my mind began to “explore and wander.” It didn’t take long for my life to go “off course.” By a powerful wind of temptation’s force! No matter how many times I took time to pray… This “secret” held on, and wouldn’t go away! I went to church on Sunday and prayed and cried. This “secret” remained, no matter how hard I tried! God told me, I was to give up what surrounded me! This was hard to do, but God was there to help me! Many things I thought I needed, to give me pleasure… Didn’t fulfill the love that God gave! An eternal treasure! As each day passes on… I want to humbly confess… I’m giving my life to God! He’ll take care of the rest! May the Lord Jesus stir a deep passion within… May it be my desire to be more like HIM! God is the God of yesterday, today and tomorrow! I’ve no secrets with him! No more shame or sorrow! Jesus is the Lord of lords! And the King of kings! He’s my lord and savior! My everything! By Jim Pemberton


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54

Softly as a willow weeps
I lay by roots and soundly sleep
Some small voice inside my dream
It's my child smiling, so serene

Her dark curls cascading down
Bright eyes looking all around
That little darling voice, my favorite sound
With small bare feet upon the ground

Her father, my husband, gazes grinning
At our little girl who was just the beginning
For my body had started showing
What lay within me, slowly growing

My life long wish is coming true
And to my lover, I thank you
For helping with that extra lift
And giving me the goddess gift


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A Mother

A mother is special
for she gave you birth 
 she  is like a gem
 thats valuable and has great worth
A mother is the one
that is  always there
the one who is your best friend
and always does care
a mother is the one who always sticks up for you
she  stands by your side
in everything that you do
cherish each moment every single day
for one day she will be taken away
if you have a mother
let her know how much you care
for one day she will no longer be there
dont be afraid to say i love you too
and enjoy eevry moment that she spends with you.



one day they soon are gone
for me, i lost my mum twice,
once when i was a young teenager, she left home
was heart wrenching, lived with my dad, 
once when she  later in life died of cancer,
no money no riches no material thing
or being can ever  take that place,
nothing can fill the gap, nothing can heal
the hurt or the pain, the grief that we bear
time dont heal it just helps u learn to accept
she had to go
even though why, that  we will never know,
if i could have 1 thing in life
just 1 just 1 wish
the only wish would be is to have a mother
so many years gone by no one to love me or hug me if i cry.
this is sad
i know its true
no matter what happend
mum we still love you.

xxx r.i.p mum
I UNDERDSTAND U HAD TO GO 






Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Not

Thank you mother,
you birthed me,
you nursed me,
you fed and clothed me.

You loved me,
when seems, the word had loathed me.
I'd not want that love in vain.

However this is not your day.

Thank you mother, 
for your support,
and your optimistic sheen,
it's inspiring
and always has shaped the person whom I am.

But this is not your day.

It belongs to the greeting card companies.

Who've robbed another holiday.

Robbed it of all meaning, 
all substance and heart.
Robbed it of it's very soul.

Deformed it,
corrupted it,
chewed it up and spat it,
till it's obscure meanings long forgot;
faded into history, a mother's not.


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Dedicated to my mother, whom I love. 
Also dedicated to Julia Ward Howe who invented a holiday meant to end war and poverty.  And to 
celebrate all families.  Who died before her dream could ever be realized.

And...to Anne Jarvis who forced through the holiday, hoping to continue Howe's work and end war 
and poverty and create a better world for all,  only to see that dream shattered as Greeting Card 
companies and greedy conglomerates perverted it's ideals to nothing more then lip service 
dedicated to selling cards and candy.

To celebrate some mother's publicly, while other's have their health care raised and their social 
security stolen.  While single mothers have to risk their health and their lives to barely feed their 
children.  

This holiday is an abomination.  It doesn't celebrate motherhood, it degrades it. Women don't need 
to be celebrated nearly as much as they need a good world in which they can better raise their 
children.  A world in which they can feed their children. This holiday is a Mother's Not and so is this 
world.


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Our parents

I do miss them everyday,
To state the facts
I know ill never get them back,
Sleep that's what I lack
In
Conversational
Understandings
We got each other,
because they where just- that- smart
A want to interact,
with us,
as equals,
but we where aware,
they where parents.
This,
Absolutely okay.
The vision may be myopic,
but I will never,
blame them.
For being naive


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Mathematics of life

Iam just zero,
not a zest hero.
The one,
uplifts this none.
Made me a valued limitless ton,
and as a rising sun.


Details | I do not know? | |

Remembering Them

Will there be enough time to forget those lives
How could I think time would erase my pain
I miss them in the weeping sighing rain
I feel their presence as I watch the tides

As spring renews the earth on every side
And garden in even rows like country lane
The love they in helping plant remain
But on my heart, your laughter_love abides

So many places your quick laughter will disappear
Never to be heard again when I cross rim
So now I enter my quiet place
Where their being never set foot or showed face

Saying, "The memory of them is not here!".
And there weeping stricken remembering them...


(Remembering mine and my husbands parents)..


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Keep your Head held High

I see you walking through the halls at school
You used to look so put together
but now, not so much
I've heard rumors
and nasty words,
but I don't really pay attention
I only know you now have a baby boy
and I know you're proud of him
You are not ashamed.
For a while you weren't around
You had to be at home taking care of Baby
Your boyfriend is still loyal
So many these days aren't.
You're one of the lucky ones
Your parents didn't disown you
they may be disappointed
but they still love you.
You must be tired, staying up all night,
taking care of Baby.
It must be hard
dealing with the stares from your peers
I know I couldn't do it.
I'm not that strong.
You have to keep holding on
and make a good home for Baby
Maybe Baby will make you proud
and you won't regret this one day.
You're not the only one
You're one of millions
Don't listen to the harsh words.
Stay strong gorgeous,
Because everyone's just waiting
to see you fall apart.


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Divorce Isn't Always the Best Choice

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


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La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin

La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin La Msytique est la Specatatrice du Divine Elle Parle au mot que je ne comprends pas "Soilel vous deffinissez est mien Pourtant vous, vous laisser il saigner Comme un nouveau vin Triste - ons ne Saurant Jamais Triste - ons ne Verront Jamias" Parle a moi, si prestine La Mystique La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin La Specatatrice du Divine Ton Voix sefane dans Le Chanson entrain de Mourir


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Goodbye Mom

As i sit here writing my goodbye to you the tears are building in my eyes. 
The last eight months of your life here on earth was hell for you. 
Now god has taken you home with him. 
We have gotten closer then we ever was. 
But seein you in so much agony it was like you were a prisioner in your own body. 
Oh how you wanted to get up  and go  where just any where would have been great for you. 
Mom i love you with all my heart and soul. 
You gave me life only a mother could give. 
There were good times and lord knows there were bad times too. 
But we  all loved each other and it got us through the tough struggles that life  has placed upon us. 
we have all mended our differences and tried to give the care you so needed the last few  months of your life. 
I am going to miss calling you. 
Even when we disagreed you were always there. 
Mom i will go on  and i will meet  you there  someday when it is my time. 
But until then i will be thinking of you each and every  day. of my life. 
OH GOD I AM GOING TO MISS YOU SO1 
LOVE YOU ALWAYS 
YOUR DAUGHTER


Details | Elegy | |

Bloodless On Mother's Day

There is a glare of stray sunlight
daring to reverberate
through spiderwebbed glass I haven't
found energy to fix
in the span of four years.
It is too much of a mirror,
too tangible a thought,
to make new.
It's lithe fingers, thin and bony, 
and mockingly bright,
steal over embossed cardstock that arrives, like clockwork,
in deepest sympathy.
And a thornless bouquet of pastels laden with
Babies Breath
only draws on blood long lost;
nobody seems to comprehend such an allegory,
or lack there of,
so it can't be carried
over the steps.




"Bloodless On Mother's Day"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith


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The Most Fierce Love

When you await that day for so long just to see their face, 
 Not too much longer will you have to go, you're almost to Home Base.
All the pain you've been through, will be worth it in the end.
 One look at that precious face, and you'll be the envy of some friends.

You look over to the side and see a tiny bed which is clear, 
 So you can see each precious feature of a child that is very near.
When you're almost done and you feel that final tear.
 The pain and anticipation is almost more than you can bear.

Here comes a tiny bundle of dark hair and gorgeous eyes, 
 Ten little fingers and ten tiny toes, it scared me at first since I heard no cries.
Finally, my son is born and I thank God he is alive, and FINALLY here.
 A perfect child in my eyes, and I'm incandescently happy, but also full of fear.

Will I be a good Mother, will I know what to do?
 This is all so scary, and oh so very new.........
I hold him closely to my heart, 
 I'm Finally a Mommy, no time to fall apart.

I KNOW I can do this, I don't really have a choice.
 The moment I found out I was pregnant, I began to rejoice.
Now I have two children, and I only had to give birth to one!
 Illyanna and I now await for our children to grow and have fun.


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A Mother's Love

Whatever species
A mother with her very young
Opens eyes to love

(Inspired from a worship video from Daystar TV and watching Animal Planet)


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The Guardian of the Morning Light

The Guardian of the Morning Light,
Creeps out of his little space warm and soft.
No one will waste that precious morning light.
Our little fur ball will see to that.
Oh ye of little sleep… 
Give up the covers or ye will weep.
The door becomes his drums, 
To announce the morning rays of the sun.
He wakes the dogs up to whine and pace, 
Eventually they will lick our face.
The window curtains will begin to part till they…
Shower our faces and eyes with light… not soft.
Then the bed begins to shake…
As everyone begins the climb to our face.
But the secret weapons are about to come in.
The kitty has awoken the little children.
Cold feet assail us as they climb in place.
The dreams of a cuddle are now replaced…
But tomorrow will be another day
If I could only find a place to keep him at bay.
ZZZ’s are the treasure of days gone by…
But the future is richer with all these guys.

Now, if only, the Guardian of Light will be polite
And give us one more minute of sleepy respite…


Details | Chastushka | |

Here Without You

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Waiting impatiently 
to face some inspiration given by God
Over the driver and I 

By the way you shrivel up in anger, 
I'm not ready to cross through the trampled street
Trampling over the infected cycle...unprepared to face reality's misfortune 
Swimming in its ungrateful punishment

Settling in my sorrow state...shaping my way away from ignorant fate
You lie in scrumptious desires, supposedly independent in your heart-seeking choices
To burn the aches and rashes for all the times you fooled us...took us for granite 
What do you have left to diminish?
To accomplish?

Here without you is like refusing an outspoken crowd, applauding in satisfaction
Ruining the family's reputation...flustering the gas station 
Jaded by your defiant outbursts

Holding up my clutched fists in shame
Holding back tears that reck a moment's peace

This betrayal...not deserving a name

You were passing near us, snickering and cursing our form...our completive family
You wish for scrumptious desires...shaping your heart in frightening lies that strike the innocence of your presence

All the years seem to leave us behind
Settling in the resistible past 
Passing our unachieved, future goals
Poverty splattering us in shapeless love 

Rummaging mad as a furious bear in danger of unyielding snares 

Are we on time to reach the morning train?
And start our life in a new cycle 
This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Here without you is competitive, but affordable and fair
We aren't crushed against your passionate glares

Here without you is an unhappy environment 
Too caught up in unbearable suffocation and useless bafflement 

Here without you 
Paints me a realization that life isn't easy
It displaces the settling railroad
Taken away by the midnight train's calamity 

Come home... face your fears and embarrassment 
Get away from the monstrous zoo, snatching away impressing love 
Help repair this tear between the whole family with our handyman
Giving it time to grow stable and secure

This family barely has anything to gain 
You aren't even offering us any advice...same be for you,
Pleasure-seeking mother

Good riddance


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Monument

Forgotten but here
Remembered yet never there
Why do you exist?


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Warmth Of The Open Fire

In front of  newly glowing fire__the warmth
Fills the area in very front
Family draws close_warm against cold

Time today flew as trees were cut (down)
Cut just to the perfect length to burn
On the open fire  of night's desire

These hours of story telling__laughter
Make up for labor of timber felling
Time spent at the well drawing water

Here now time for discussions
Story-telling, laughter, memories
The fire softly lighting Mother's eyes


Details | I do not know? | |

He Is Part I

He is:
  Wounded and broken,
  Terribly soft-spoken.

He used: 
  To be so full of life and zest, 
  And was always on some quest.

He is:
  So incredibly withdrawn,
   And all his smiles are gone.

He used:
  To be without any fear,
   And always full of cheer.

He is:
  An artist that is incredibly gifted,
  And his rare smiles make my heart uplifted.

He is:
  So smart and bright that when he does write
   His stories, your imagination he does ignite.

Why can't he:
   See that for him I would walk through fire,
    And stand there and face his ever lasting ire?

Why can't he:
   See that I would give my very last breath,
   In order that he never has to face death?

Why can't he:
    Realize that I hate to see
    Him so wounded before me?

Does he:
  Not know that from the very start,
  He grabbed a hold of my heart?

 Will he:
    Ever be able to see,
    That he is the world to me?

He is:
  Never to be outdone,
  For he is my second born son.

He needs:
  To see that whether this trouble or some other,
   That I am here and will ALWAYS be his mother!

He needs:
   To know that no matter his grudge
    Or what he decides to do , I will not judge!

He needs:
  To know that no matter the strife 
   He may cause ,he is still my WHOLE life!


Details | I do not know? | |

Forever Somewhere

Watch me as I shoot across the midnight sky
Looking almost as beautiful as I am fast
I do my best to try not to die
But we both know that I cannot last

Flames and faith blazing as I go
Because I know that just up around the bend
Is forever somewhere that I do not know
Is forever somewhere near my sweetest friend
Is forever somewhere where I still love you so
and forever somewhere near my bitter end..


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The Miracle

The baby lay on her bed,
A satin soft pillow under her head,
Pretty, pretty little brown eyes,
Rose bud mouth to say, "bye, bye".

There was no doubt that she was ill,
Skin so pale as she took her pill,
Soft brown eyes no longer happy,
Rose bud  mouth to weak to cry.

Sweet little fingers quiet and still,
Golden curls wafting 'round her face,
Tears rolling down her parents' cheeks
For they had been praying for two, whole weeks.

Then the miracle happened, late at night,
God spared her the Dark Angel's might,
Sweet little lips, now laced in smiles
As once again, she shows her wiles.











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she wonders

She wonders what you’re doing
and how you're living life
what new things did you learn today
and how did you sleep last night
did you feel raindrops on your face
or sunshine in your eye
of all the questions left uknown
the biggest one she has is why
why can’t you be together
why can’t she watch you grow
why can’t she guide you through this world
this she just does not know
but she promises you’ll be together
no matter how long it seems
just know your always in her heart
and always in her dreams

Poem is dedicated to a dear friend of mine 
P.G  Always remember sweetie true love is never lost, you will meet again someday.


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' 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 ! …


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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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Empty Nest

Jo Davis


No messy bathroom greets my sight,
unnmade bed, nor lit night light
Sandals and trainers all packed away
A pick up by Oxfam, planned today 
Boisterous noise has been replaced
Deafening silence now fills this place
The six o’clock alarm has come to a stop
with no school run to hurriedly drop
All grown up, and far away
Just memories left of yesterday.


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BESIDES FAMILY

During the years that I had lived
many friends I have had;
some nice, some good, some bad...
ah! being friendless is very sad!

Beside family...who else
will remember what I've achieved,
perhaps a stranger reading
my works too lucid and intense?

I have honored many unnotorious folks like humble mother,
and the ones who have touched me in ways nobody has...
having been an innovator, not much of a shaker,
readers will uncover the true meaning of my writings.


Besides family...who will take time to read them twice?
Have I moved, inspired and changed them in several minutes?
That could be so true by the interest they have shown in the poems
I've written and my wish is that they have found that voice!


I seek no praises or laurels for my creations with words so intuitive,
and if an ode were dedicated to me....so very honored I wouldl be!
It's not being naive...not to have realized it and be crowned with victory;
and in any respectable way they wish to remember me, it's their prerogative.


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Many Families Are In Difficult Situations

I’ve seen many families in difficult situations!
Often ending up in lies and false accusations!

I’ve seen many families stray way off course…
And tragically, often, end up in a divorce!

I’ve seen the hardships that many families endure.
Their faith has often been shaken. 
 That’s for sure!

I’ve seen many families trying to give 100 percent.
And then wondering where all of their time went!

I’ve seen all these things happening
 and much more!
I have wondered; “what is all of this happening for?”

I’ve just one thing to say in this “chaotic confusion.”
Only the blood of Jesus gives
 any hope or solution!

It’s only in his word, we’ll find a godly direction!
His Holy Spirit can give true and loving correction!

May we seek his spirit to bind us all together!
And pray for his blood for our protection forever!

Please come Lord Jesus, and refresh our soul!
We need you right now, to make us whole!

Please touch our heart, and make us all one!
And heal every father, mother, daughter and son!

Please help us to watch what we’ll do and say!
You can turn our darkest night
 into the brightest day!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Quatrain | |

Letter to Mum and Dad

Letter to Mum and Dad

Dear Mum, Dear Dad, you're gone from my life.
I remember you now as a good husband and wife.
Dad, I saw you lay there. Lifeless, quite still.
The shocks that they gave you, zapped at my will.

When I touched you, your body, still warm, lips blue.
A far cry from the father, the man I once knew.
Your cheeks in contrast, stood out, quite bold.
Your hand I touched. That memory I hold.

Mum, I never saw you, when you passed away.
You were alone in your bed, so it's for you that I pray.
I remember you most, for the love that you gave me.
Always caring, never judging, I wished I could save thee.

Now that you're gone, I don't feel alone.
You're the best parents in life, this child could have known.
So it's with you in memory, my life has begun.
I remain as always, your ever loving son.


Details | I do not know? | |

Haiku #5 - Tears

Mom was a good wife
but my father let her down
so on came divorce.


Details | Verse | |

Barefoot

earth so solid,

grass so green,

the sweetest toes I've ever seen.

smile so radiant,

hand so small,

in this moment I have it all.

dirt so pure,

water cold,

here is the place my heart unfolds.

play with me mama,

dance with me,

sing to me,

let your soul go barefoot...


Details | Rhyme | |

For Women

The modern day women of today are abused and tortured.
Not the physical of scars and wounds,
but the mental of intellectual suffocation.
What man can say: I am the bearer of life.
show me your proof and I’ll show you a liar.
What man can step forward and say: I was not born from a woman.
What man can say: I did not spend 9 months in their mother’s womb.
The truth is plain to see.
The hatred for women is bitterly unjust.
 
We should not simply acknowledge our women,
but understand, respect and love our women
for they are walking sanctities of wisdom and truth.
How can we celebrate life without saluting our wonderful women?
The nurtures of time; past, present and future
and still we choose to cast authority over them.
This general consensus of ownership must stop.
There is nothing weak in acknowledging a female heart.
As a man it is not a crime to say; I love you mother. 
I love you sister. I love you wife. I love you friend. 
 
On my behalf, I will respect each and every woman
regardless of if she respects herself.
Yet in time,
I know she will grow to love her own.
Valuing her every curve, acquired intellect, 
display of heart, and ounce of spirit.
As a beautiful and insightful woman,
in time she will grow to love herself,
love her eyes and love her soul
Just as I will accordingly do.

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Details | Lyric | |

Someday Baby

Forever and
Ever it seems
You lie
Inside me.
Holding my
Heart. Curled
Into a tiny
Cocoon,
Where you wait
To discover
Light.


Details | Free verse | |

Baby Chanel

                                You have entered my life 
               and have made such a remarkable difference!
                   Your gentle warm smile erases all my cares
        and your bright brown eyes radiate hope of a bright future
                           " You're one in a million"
                         a rare and costly diamond.
            You're truly a blessing, a gift from heaven.
            You have a permanent place in my heart
            and my love for you will never diminish
                    You're my precious baby girl
                                     Chanel!


Details | I do not know? | |

For My Husband

I love you for being my husband.
I thank you for all your love.
I thank you for being there,
A special person sent from above.
I thank God for sending you to me,
For giving me a life with you.
And our children he entrusted me.
Your acceptance, guidance and care,
Given so unconditionally.
Together with my love and certainty,
Give us so much to share.
I feel a special bond not there before.
It gets stronger every day.
Making within me such awesome happiness,
My heart longs to soar.
I know that I am not always perfectly undoubting.
We both have our failures and imperfections.
I think, however, our short comings and trials
 Build between us stronger connections.
I believe that God has brought us together,
Because each has a lot to offer the other.
You, as the father and husband,
And me, as the wife and mother.

                                                                    Summer Gratias


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HEAVENLY MOTHER...

one day you
were there
the next you
are in heaven
God must have
seen you struggling
but now you
live with God
and Jesus
in heaven

when it rains
i think of you
in heaven
crying cause it
is sad you cant
be here

i love you mom
your the best
no one can
replace you, never


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For Mother Teresa

For Mother Teresa

to see...

the clarity of beauty between the murky folds of life

to see...

the simple truths of living
between the horror and the endless strike

to see...

the innocent smiles of the children at play
while the elder preach hate and division and continue to slay

to see...

the endless yearning for that simpler better place
away from the hollow emptiness of this ostentatious space

to see...

the open vistas of this pale blue dot
the soft reds and fruity greens as this home is all we have got

to see...

the tears of the dispossessed who have been cruelly cast aside
and while we look the other way from their tears we may never hide

to see...

the endless hunger and despair and killing and greed
in the name of God or of ideology or of some or the other creed

to see...

and to see it all

and still stand tall

to hold on to the humanity

that resides deep within us all

may be our only saving grace

and though all of this sounds quaint and saccharine sweet

I need to remember all that I've said

the next time I look into a teary-eyed desolate face

to see...

that being human is simple if we only look beyond ourselves and see

that we are all one, him and her and them and us and you and me...



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Why Did I Give In To Temptation

Giving In To Temptation...

I remember of a particular situation.
I was offered a very "inviting" temptation.

The situation I was in... I didn't belong!
And lost any sense of 
"right and wrong."

At first... I felt no guilt or shame.
And brought embarrassmen
 to my family's name.

I tried to explain this to
 my wife and kids.
I heard; "Dad... please... 
  no more fibs!"

The Godly principles were 
"tossed to the side,"
As the sin inside caused 
arrogance and pride.

Soon, all in my life that truly mattered.
Was all gone... and my life 
was empty and shattered!

I was sorry for all of the 
problems I had caused/
This time... I took a moment to pause/

I cried to God to rescue me from my sin.
And confessed.  Would God help me once again?

I read in the Bible of our
 saviour's grace and love/
This time the help I needed had 
to come from above/

I asked him for a fresh and brand new start.
He removed the stain from a broken heart.

He restored to me the joy I once had.
I'm so thankful... Jesus has made me glad!

YOU--Jesus--are the reason I'm here today!
I LOVE YOU! More than words can say!

By Jim Pemberton


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CHARACTER Version 2

What the world 
Thinks a woman is?
That's her 'reputation'.

Sadly, 
It's often based
On false accusation,
Prejudice and supposition.

Upon further investigation
What's been found, 
She really is?
That's her 'character'.

For its her heart's 
Attunement and intention,
That truly matter. 
(Hence, the question.)

At any rate
Though it is fate,
Which presents 
Her circumstances,

Love still requires 
That a woman 
Take her chances,
To determine her character.
In that way 
The seeds of 
Her wisdom will scatter.

If here and now
 She were to somehow,
Receive an unexpected
And sudden impact,
How would she react?

How would she respond?
If the truth be known,
Character is a diamond 
That scratches a little,
Every other stone.

Yet never 
Has there been
A magic wand, 
Rock or crystal
More powerful 
Than a woman's
Strong backbone.

 We each need 
A mind and will
Of our own,
To fulfill.

Character 
Is a victory, 
Not a gift.
 Underneath the mystery
Lies the lesson 
To uplift.

Character, 
As a kettle 
Once mended,
Always requires repairs.

Sin, 
As a bad habit
Once transcended,
Always requires prayers.

Like the story goes,
A person shows 
What she is;
By what she does 
With what she has,
Not by whom 
She knows.

Self-determinism 
Is fine but needs 
To be tempered 
With self-control.

Misfortune will
Usually decline wherever 
Soul recognition
Becomes 
The ultimate goal.

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Wisdom Poetry by Rev.Bola A
(copyright: 12May'12)
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Happy Holidays Or Merry Christmas

What if Christmas wasn't here? What if Christmas disappeared? Whenever December came... It just wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? The true meaning of Christmas would be in danger! If this happened... There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t have Christ' peace and tranquility! It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” For fear they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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What Kind Of Life Have You Been Spending


You know that another year is ending. What kind of lifestyle have you been spending? Does it just seem like "you're walking on a cloud." "Everything's going good." You're very proud! You have a family, three cars, and much wealth. Not counting all of your friends... Plus good health. Have you thought about who made all of this possible? Jesus! You may find this to be "improbable." The Bible says that every good gift is from God on high. His word is true Don't listen to a lie! It's surely not just because of you that you have all of this. To go along in life, rather "happy and bliss." The next time you're heading out your front door. Think about the meaning of life. And what you're here for! Lay your treasures up in heaven... and you shall find. A godly contentment. True joy. And a peace of mind. The blessings of God... In you... He wants to pour. Give what you have to him... And then you'll have MORE! By Jim Pemberton


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October Morning

As I gaze out the upstairs window
Looking at a scene from yesterday
This place from my childhood
This place of cherished memories
It is early, and a burst of sun gleams proudly
As it began it's rise over the distant horizon
A string of washing waving on the line
Looking like colorful flags flapping in the wind
And the doves strutting on the cobbled path
Cooing their song, or perhaps complaining 
About the chill of the October morn.
Perhaps it is not quite the same now,
As it was on a long ago October morn
Yet, something of those days hang on
The washing no longer blowing in a breeze
The doves have found a home beyond
My grandmother has long been gone
But there still prevails a peaceful song.


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God Gave Us Our Sexuality


God Gave Us Our Sexuality… God gave us our sexuality and told us how to use it. But many have ignored him, and have “abused it.” Through his word, he’s given us his “set of rules.” So many have refused it, and have become “fools.” The fool has purposed in his heart God does not exist. Yet his beautiful handiwork is all around their midst. Many have chosen to turn his truth into a lie. And often, they burn in lust till the day they die. Many have offered their bodies for ungodly things. Not caring the consequences this really brings! Many are involved with perversion of various kinds. Having a warped sense of morality in very confused minds So many aren’t happy with the way they're created. Their own sexual identity is often debated. You were wonderfully designed and beautifully made. Please don’t end up as sin’s “sexual slave!” God made you special… And has a perfect will! Your every need… His love can fulfill! Don’t settle for what may be “your innocence lost” Think about the work Christ did on the cross! God can help you to resist the man “sexual temptations.” And can bring to your life his peace and true satisfaction. You don’t have to live like you did before! God can restore your life and do so much MORE1 By Jim Pemberton


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My Daddy Was a Fly Boy

In honor of Father's Day - here is one of the tributes I wrote to my father and my 
mother who was both father and mother to 4 kids.

My Daddy was a fly boy
My Mom an Army nurse
They met back in the second war
When the world was at its worse

She was stationed in the Philippians
He was stationed in the air
They somehow found each other
And became a loving pair

They were married in October
When the war was through
She planned to raise a family
And that’s just what she would do

And he kept right on flying
Then Korea came around 
He said my place is in the air
Not down here on the ground

So she stayed safely grounded
While he flew off to war
And in-between those secrete flights
Came children numbered four

Then one night in October
His plane did not return
They searched his route from end to end
Yet nothing could they learn

No oil slick upon the sea
No debris anywhere
No sign of him or of his plane
He just vanished from the air

But Mom, she never gave up hope
That someday he’d be found
She waited for her fly-boy
Till she was heaven bound

We pray they’re back together
As true lovers all should be 
And that they go on loving
For all eternity

Yes - my Daddy was a fly boy
Back in the 2nd war
We lost him in Korea 
When I was only four
My Momma was an Army nurse
Served in the Philippians
They married when the war was ‘ore
Fulfilling perfect dreams


Mdailey	12/29/09


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A Daughter's Tribute

Upon the day when I was new
You held me at your breast,
And from that day love did accrue
For both I do attest.

You brought me to a place unknown
With slates of painted wood,
Where cheerful circus themes were flown
Above my neighborhood.

We seemed to nest for hours 
At night in satin blanket trim,
My curious nature flowered 
While yours eyes grew tired and dim.

The bears and clowns did entertain
Those few and fleeting days,
Until my innocent domain
Had overstayed its phase.

For soon the crawling was replaced
With awkward stepping feet,
A challenge you had bravely faced
Without fear of defeat.

Sweet infancy was soon eclipsed
By toddler nonchalance,
For “I can’t like it” pursed my lips
With every smug response.

You bore the brunt of childish acts
With ever loving ease,
Till school time called for pink backpacks
And alphabet expertise.

Soon Girl Scouts meetings filled your time
And clarinet your ears,
For you would plunk down every dime
To see me enjoy those years.

But then the teenage years ensued
When self-esteem is low,
You lifted me from anxious moods
When I had reached plateau.

Our arguments were common then
I thought myself all knowing,
While you’d repeat to me often
That I still had some growing.

We made it through till high school’s end
When college had arrived,
You made sure that I would attend
And my obstacles survived.

Through crying phone calls in the night
And stressful social scenes,
You’d hug me with unyielding might;
Upon you I could lean.

When graduation finally came
You looked so proud and calm,
“I made it through!” I did proclaim,
You knew it all along. 

I am grown and on my own,
With life ahead of me,
But through this piece I hope I’ve shown
Just what you mean to me.

For all the memories in the past
My best friend you remain,
And all the troubles we’ve surpassed
Have not all been in vain.

For through these times I have found
An idol strong and true,
And may I say, loud and profound,
My idol, Mom, is you.


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It's Hard To See The One You Love Go Through Pain


It's Hard To See Someone Go Through' Pain... "It's hard to see someone I love go through so much pain." Were the words I heard that night I called on Jesus' name. "This person whom I love, has gone through so much." "How I wish to bring my peace and healing touch." I cried and wept, as I heard the master's voice. His gift of love is for all of us... It's our choice! His body was broken... A sacrifice was made. His life for our sorrow and pain, is what he gave. His grace is more than sufficient for the pain we endure. His love and commitment to you, is true and secure. He loves you so much. He waits at your heart's door. He gives peace and comfort. And so much more! The pain and suffering you're going through today. Please listen to the words Christ has to say. "I am El-Shadaii." "Jehovah-Jireh." "Your very best friend." "My love and devotion to you will never, never end." By Jim Pemberton


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Warning

This comes with occupational hazard, gotta live it to feel it. This is one confrontational bastard. Tell a lie! my parents were married, much love to the one that carried me. I look at her admirably, works so hard and it doesn't have to be this way. There's so much more i have to say, but before all that i have to pray, for you me and everybody else. A victim of selfish love can anybody help me? 
I gotta help myself, time I got me healthy, since I'm all readied, wealthy. I'm not talking bout rich! I'm talkin bout self. Knowledge is priceless been walking round with stealth. Only have myself to blame for not being heard. 
Time I opened up my mouth and gave the word and I ain't talking about the bird, I'm talking realisation of what's occurd. So many time i've been deferred. Just didn't wanna hear it, my vision was blurred. Now I know I'm more right than wrong, still not perfect but moving on with my life after trying with spite to end it all in the heat of the night. No longer afraid of my shepards delight, ready to face the world and put up a fight.


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Grandma's Becoming A Republican

Grandma’s Becoming A Republican!

There was something that I was able to hear…
Grandma is going to be a Republican this year!

I remember her talking of the great depression.
Many years that created a lot of tension!

I remember her talking of days gone past.
Wondering how much longer
 our country would last.

I remember her talking of doing many things.
And has experienced 
what life daily brings!

Because of how things have
 been so dramatic.
She decided long ago to be democratic!

Beyond all of the politics and chatter…
She loves God!  And that’s what matters!

We love her dearly!  And it’s been decided…
Everything she needs…  
God has provided!

We congratulate you grandma with your choice!
We say “we love you!” 
With one heart and voice!

Our prayers are with the choice grandma’s givin!!
May God bless her! Each day she’s livin’!

By Jim Pemberton


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Angel Like No Other

Remarkable mother devoted wife
Forty seven years with her partner in life
Before he passed, rarely apart
He was her rock, she his heart

Unprepared to live alone at age sixty eight
But that didn’t stop her from buying a new gate
Painting the walls of the house in every room
Pulling up old tile, remodeling the bathroom

Installing French doors, taking out the trash
Clearing out the yard, removing dead grass 
Repairing the interior liner of the pool at dawn 
Tending the garden, mowing the lawn

Unusually brilliant gourmet chef  
Her cooking skills are above the best
Hell’s Kitchen’s-Chef Ramsey would agree
Once tasting her chicken cacciatore   

No cookbook to create anything great
Only flour, eggs and an oven to bake
Swedish limpa bread with anise
Her minestrone soup makes a feast

Her intention is not to shock or impress 
It just so happens she does with finesse
Whether gardening, painting or cooking
She is constantly busy doing something

Her acrylic or charcoal painting of old barns,
Run down tractors, country homes and farms
On a canvas, a saw, a fence or jar
Surpass any artist I have seen by far

Need an article researched, a recipe, or ride
She’ll stop whatever to be by your side
Never self involved not out of greed
Rather motivated by another’s need

My mother is the rarest angel on earth
Supremely selfless yet full of self worth
Unknowingly inspiring even to a stranger
Simply by modeling her unusual good nature

I feel so blessed that she is my mother
She loves and listens better than any other
A miraculous role model, balanced and whole
I love that I am part of her and share her soul

We cry as easily at displays of affection or pain
We both love snow and the sound of the rain
We are both, productive, sensitive and dedicated
Creative, independent, giving and self motivated

No one else I’d rather be than her daughter
I am the luckiest to have her as my mother
Her only girl and forever will always be
And she is an angel like no other to me 

 




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Crimson Stain—Glorious Stand

With crimson stain on her hands
Kneeling was her glorious stand

Holy Mother cried for her son
Wondering what they had done

Bellowing clouds changing color
Approaching the appointed hour

What stone could seal our faith?
His powers unlocked the gate 

Glorious ascension and praise 
His forgiveness shines with rays

With crimson stain on her hands
Kneeling was her glorious stand

© Joseph, 5/16/08
© All Rights Reserved

~~~~~~~
Third Place Winner
Poieta Couplet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
June 6, 2008
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SO HATED AND UNDESIDERABLE

He came from humble folks,
an adoptive father
and a virgin mother;
many didn't believe He was the Christ,
and still the parables, written in the Gospels,
amaze us to this day with their might!

Preaching with a fearless voice,
and speaking to them of hope,
of fraternity and unselfish love...
the prodigal son and the tears
of an indecent woman
are the  perfect reminders
how forgiveness can change someone's life;
are we on the same path to destruction,
and do we ever look back:
to reflect and avoid falling into the Devil's trap?

So hated and undesiderable,
 in the sinner's thoughts,
is the One who gave up His life,
so that we could enter the forbidden Paradise;
and didn't His blood, spilled on Calvary's cross,
save everyone...living in sin and pride?

Pope Benedict condemns immorality,
and warns those violating celibacy...
while wicked priests molest innocent children;
what will it take to make this an obedient race?
If Jesus returned today, wouldn't he grab the whip
and start lashing them like a whirl-wind,
so that they would be punished for their sin
 and  their mocking faith?           

Religion has a deceptive look,
it changes and adapts itself 
to the ideology of modern times...
leading many down a dark road;
its light is a flickering candle:
making true faith so hated and undesiderable! 


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Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before

Marriage Is Under Attack Like Never Before! Marriage is under attack… And it’s because… So many people have trampled “God’s set of laws…” What once was ordained as “God’s order of unity…” Has often resulted in so much “infidelity…” The God given covenant between a woman and a man… Is so distorted… How can one truly understand? All the way from Genesis to Revelation… God made it clear from the time of creation… It was Adam and Eve from the very start… As Eve was formed from a rib… Close to Adam’s heart. They were joined together by their God above… Being a symbol of his creation and never-ending love This same God is the redeemer of your very soul… It’s only in him that you can be complete and whole! You are invited to join the marriage supper of the lamb… Christ is the bridegroom and is waiting for your hand! Won’t you accept God’s proposal he offers to you? He’s given the invitation… What will you do? He’s coming for a bride who’s sins are washed away! Won’t you accept his proposal of love… Today? He remains faithful… And forever true! And has already said the words; “I DO!” By Jim Pemberton


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My Mothers Doll

Weeping on the window sill.
A long pass love to give.
A doll that with stand time.
Like wear and tear on its strings inside.
The sand that flows in an hour glass.
Is a way to find a love that pass.
My mother holds it once again.
A cool person who love to give.
She gives it to my brothers daughter.
With it sitting on a spindle it can spin.
To thread it back into its former self.
It begins a new love with in.


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I've Heard Of A lot Of People

I’ve Heard Of A lot Of People…

I’ve heard of a lot of people who claim to serve God above.
I heard that many of them proclaim a message of his love!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who claim to know him too…
Would one of these people be someone like YOU?

I’ve heard of a lot of people who’ve made it known.
They are making plans to soon
 be in their heavenly home!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who are joyful.  You can tell!
They’re in love with Jesus.  And are doing quite well!

I’ve heard of a lot of people who’ve 
made a wise choice!
They read the word of God and seek their savior’s voice!

I know of a lot of people who have 
made a firm decision…
They’ve given to God their hearts 
and undivided attention!

I know of a lot of people who were stumbling along the way.
Until they met the master…  Who changed their life one day!

I know of a lot of people that will soon be all together…
When the Lord comes back soon and 
takes them with him forever!

I know of a lot of people and I hope you’re one of them…
Who have accepted Christ.  
And are now born again!

I know there’s lot of angels in heaven 
waiting for you and me!
Won’t you join with these people to spend your eternity???

By Jim Pemberton     05/17/12


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New Beginning

Introduction: It’s a piece dedicated to the lullaby of a different kind. It’s something which has happened to many out there, but the experience is distinctively significant…


A priceless surprise, silenced all in its tune By a soft heavenly cry, from the delivery room Only a few hours was the night; so young Where for the first time, she opened her eyes, While by her side her dearly loved one For the last time, closed her teary eyes Father held her near and resounded to her cry; But all mother could share was, this lullaby – The long last beep from the ECG Echoed her heartbeat…The last goodbye Happiness and sadness broke through the night With streams of tears for mother’s plight; She never had the chance to hold her close But left precious prayers that never left her side As she came down to their hearts Her soul flew up high apart, The transfer of two lives through one, Their journey was complete and done Caught within that reverie He conveyed the Azaan through her ears, In the wake of such irony He fell down to prostrate in tears When all hopes seemed to end, father’s prayer did transcend O’ Almighty became her closest friend and had for her a Grande plan, Under HIS mercy and HIS guide, she flourished through the darkest nights To a new beginning – she set off to write.


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Fifty-Seven Years Ago Today

Fifty-Seven Years Ago Today


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

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

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

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


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All Because of You

No matter how far I roam
I'll always have a place to call home
Somewhere to go when life gets rough
A foundation to stand on when things get tough

Because of you I am who I am today
All of my life you have shown me the way
And now its time that I put to use
All of the things you taught me how to do
And I am here today
And its all because of you

You stood behind me when I was right
You protected me with all of you might
You corrected me when I was wrong
And because of you I can be strong

Because of you I am who I am today
All of my life you have shown me the way
And now its time that I put to use
All of the things you taught me how to do
And I am here today
And its all because of you

No matter where I go
This I want you to know
That if it weren't for you
I wouldn't know what to do

Because of you I am who I am today
All of my life you have shown me the way
And now its time that I put to use
All of the things you taught me how to do
And I am here today
And its all because of you

All because of you
All because of you


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Forever Young, or Evan The Sage

Of all the Little Kings climbing
Hand over foot towards viciously tantalizing, grandiose
Constellations of which whir and buzz as wind up toys,
Glow worm manifestations
Of hanging mobile stars suspended from thread
Woven by The Fates from dreams vicarious
And still-warm brick oven hopes
Nestled sweetly in the ribcages' soft marrow,
My chest, agape, crackling with never quite dried blood,
The wound steaming fresh loneliness--a shrine
To the Stillborn--
Is stuffed clumsily on chubby, greased palms
With fresh wishes on old pennies,
Words teaming with glimpses of goodnight kisses
And soft, innocent breaths stirring upstream like salmon,
By the tenderness of only one Tarot Sage
And my Heart's desert riverbeds
Eagerly absorb a rain. 



"Forever Young, or; Evan The Sage"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith


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Sick Child

A 
Child
Sick
With cancer
Upset from illness
Feeling ugly from the hair loss
Depressed feels alienated wants to die because of all
Mother feels all the pain isolation of her daughter, she goes into bathroom shaves head


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Father/Dad/Mother/Mom (Birthday/Father's Day/Mother's Day/Thankyou/Thinking of you/Across the miles

I may not be at home with you
'though it does not mean that you're not near
I recollect those things you've done
For me throughout the years

You've picked me up when I've fell down
and soothed my broken spirit;
played games and taught me how to grow
Worked hard to feed us with it

So my heartfelt thanks are in these words
as I think of you this way;
and all my love is sent to you
All year, not just today.


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A Mothers Will

To Bare, to nurture, teach, and guide
Protect each hair from harm
To raise a daughter with warmth and grace
A son with wit and charm
To instill with compassion, courage, and strength.
And the value of common sense
Fortune or failure, to her matters not
Her love is forever immense
She breathes each breath and feels each pain
As if it were her own
Remaining a beacon of constant light
For these seeds that she has sown
Her only wish is for happiness
Her children's dreams fulfilled
To know indeed her love is returned
This is a mothers will


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My Other Mother

Nothing like Gayle’s homemade chili wafting throughout her home
To make even the hardest heart feel comforted and less alone

I met an earth angel when I was a merely sixteen and a half
Her spirit was as inviting and as contagious as her laugh

The very first moment we met I felt I had known her forever
Perhaps in another life I was her daughter and her my mother

Tears rush to my eyes and my heart leaps as I write and weep
As it speaks volumes of how my connection to her is so deep

Immediately drawn to her beauty which resonates warmth and compassion
I longed to be just like her, with the same values, integrity and passion

Older than I, yet youthful and beaming with such strong intense light
Gayle is unusually gorgeous, significantly intelligent and bright
 
Twenty six years later I receive a call and she is there for me like before
Not just to share my grief for the loss of my father but much more

A white flower bouquet, a ‘Care of the Soul,’ book, a card depicting a work of art
Filled with her original loving words and a talk that healed my heart

Still to this day she is my idol, my guru, my mentor, my ‘other,’ mother
Her abilities are immense her talents are many and her spirit like no other

With the originality of Martha Stewart she wraps gifts and decorates her house
Cooks a feast like Emeril, writes like Thomas Moore and sings like Alison Krauss

A phenomenal writer, and college professor, there is nothing she can’t teach
She resides in harmony with nature in a chateau overlooking the beach

In my next time around when I have self actualized enough to deserve less strife
I hope to be her, with all her wisdom and spiritual depth, and have her exact life

 

 

 

 

 


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Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination


Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination! God is being “forced” from many institutions! All in the name of this country’s constitution! We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.” Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.” Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.” Any symbol of a cross, is often “removed from the town.” It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? “What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?” Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.” Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.” Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.” Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only he has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied! Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


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Path Warn Down

The shore is what I have seen since I was little
     when I grew up it was so far in the distance to see.
Walking the distance when I was a child I was so brittle
     to notice the path was so warn out to me.

The little strides I took was not so bad
     it was just how it ended up when my mother had my hand.
She pointed out to the horizon to make me glad
     that I could look out and see the sand.

The look in her eyes was so beautiful 
     it was one of those moments that can be captured.
My mother showed me the path and told me to be careful
     to not worry about the pain she pictured.

The final walk up to get home was a bummer
     because it was the sign that ended my time their.
My time at the beach and the sea was the end of summer
     that is when I said, I will be back I swear.

The path might be warn more and more out
     even when time passes and when I get older.
My memories of my mother and I will last with out a doubt
     with time I get smarter and much bolder.


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Divine Intervention

 



While flying from Uruguay to America,
I experienced some fearful problems,
Some were real and some nightmares.
I was tossing my handbag left and right
I heard a sermon my mother used to sing
I was quite engrossed for a few minutes
Forgetting all the problems I was worried about.
Hey, my co-traveler said, “your tape is running”
I remembered recording my mother’s voice
I think my mother came as protecting force
Giving an edge over my imaginative problems.
A mother is next to godliness, God personified.

An event of March, 2010 confirms my belief.
An Australian mum brings her premature baby son
Back to life by loving cuddles when chances none.
The doctors battled for twenty minutes gave up
Of saving her lifeless baby boy of 27 weeks.
Doctors gave the child to the mother to say goodbye
The grieving mother cuddled him tightly two hours
Bringing back her son to life, weighing 2 lbs.
Twenty minutes of science, two hours of love.
I bet it is nothing else but divine intervention

                            +++
September 19, 2014
Form: Free Verse


***Second part of the poem relates to a miracle happened in Australia. Anyone interested to read more, here is the link***

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/search.html?searchPhrase=Miracle+mum+Kate+Ogg 


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My Everything Important

My eyes are weathered by the dry wind
So I cannot be sure if I saw you grow an inch
In front of me today
You have become my “everything important”
The greatest one I would sacrifice everything for
I fear my life depends on your happiness
Your success is my doing for now while you are young
I am your protector
I am mirrored in those determined eyes
We shall show the world
That greatness comes from altruistic means
To ease the suffering of others
To plant beauty and inspire is not an ideal
It is a way to live


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Sunday

not so long ago 
i raced the sun home 
to sleep half this day away 
now, with children of my own 
i beg this day to stay


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"HEAVEN 2008"

IN THE LOVING MEMORY OF MARTHA LAVERNE GOLLIHUGH/FULLER
DIED/08/06/2008
BORN12/07/1926
                                                   "HEAVEN 2008"
My mother has passed and went to heaven.
Left on this earth her children of seven.
One left early when he was small.
Now he's in heaven grown big and tall.
She has left this world and hasn't been gone long.
We will feel the hurt and pain but we'll stay strong.
You will be remembered and missed on your way to heaven.
Sending her our love and kisses her children of seven.
                             Teresa Skyles/Fuller  08/08/08
A mother of 7 children
19 granchildren
45 great granchildren
4 great-great granchildren


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I'm So Thankful For Everything

I’m So Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


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A MASSIVE LIST OF RECIPES

My cooking skills changed my sad mood,
I learned them by watching patient mom in relentless motion
as she put much passion in her tasty food...
who could resist not giving it a try and carry on that devotion? 


In the steamy kitchen, she spent a lifetime inventing great, exquisite recipes;
a self-made chief in her own right with neat apron and white cap;
one must have thought she was on the way to the Emmy's nomination festivities 
to pick up her golden trophy...oh, I still laugh remembering that! 


"Don't stick your finger in my batter, son...raw eggs might make
 you sick!" mother ordered. " Wait until it's baked,
then you can eat as much as you like!" I froze, thinking of no trick...
oh, that spoon dripping with sweet batter I licked!


Mom no longer could prepare large meals for our hungry family,
she succumbed to grave illness, hoping I would take up that unbroken tradition...
and it made her so glad, sensing the bond of her precious legacy;
a massive list of recpes was the everlasting gift to me with profound affection.
   


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God Is Our Refuge And Strength

God Is Our Refuge And Strength... God is our refuge and strength, in a time of trouble. He's there to pick me up... when I fall and stumble. I will not fear, though the whole earth be shaken. And the mountains be thrown into the ocean's deep basin. Though the waters roar, and the trees shake with fear; I am never alone.... for God is always near.. There is a river, whose streams bring forth gladness. God is in it's midst and brings true happiness. Let the heathen rage... and the whole earth melt too. The Lord of hosts is with us, and shall protect YOU! Behold his works... and see what he has made. He has caused wars to cease... & destroyed weapons displayed. Be still... He is God and is exalted to glory up on high. He is our protector. He is El-Shadaii! The Lord of hosts is with us... all of heaven does proclam. The awesome power and glory there is... in HIS majestic name! By Jim Pemberton Psalm Ch. 46


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Strength

Sacrifice
A life of one’s own
For all
In the home
To bear
To bring
Newness
In love
In action
Selfless
To endure such restless
Occupation
And an array of weighted situations
It takes
Strength
To persevere
The sight 
Of the battlefield
And fight
Showing strength
To be resilient
As options,
Remove themself
To allow the strong,
To prove the strength
In themselves
Even so, those
Who acknowledge 
Assistance
At the point 
Of its necessity
It takes strength
A treasured
Measure
Not found in majority
But in a special being
To shoulder the load
Of many
Lifting,
One’s own,
Family
Giving,
To generations
Generating
Strength


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THE DIFFERENCE

Being a mother was just not for me.
It was never a plan in my life of folly.

Plus, I didn't like my Mother at all.
She hurt me with words and made me feel small.

Being a Mother - meant yelling - and screaming!
For the poor child it meant constant redeeming.

That was the case in my household of bliss.
Tough love doesn't work when it's love that you miss.

Being a Mother, you know how babies are made.
My protection deceived me- when I got laid.

Oops, I was pregnant; Pro-life showed it's face.
I did the deed - and I rest my case.

Now he is six and sometimes it's so trying.
If I said it was easy for me - I'd be lying.

Yet, to my surprise; I have done better than her.
Using positive means, and not words of failure.

Being a Mother is easy to do.
Being a Mom; is the most treasured virtue.


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tiny baby

Tiny flutters like tiny unfelt yet kicks
Little baby, a sweet mother’s bliss
A mother who can't wait to give the tiny you
Hugs and lots of kisses too 

I dreamed last night of your tiny face
An angel indeed, made from God’s sweet embrace 
A miracle that has come about 
Ment as a gift from God too daddy and I no doubt

When everyone else thought it would never happen again
When our tear drops were falling like rain 
We got the joyful news that you were due to come 
I could feel my heart beating in my ears like a drum

I know that somehow you can now hear
Oh, what a thrill you will bring us here!
Now hush my baby, it’s time to rest
Inside my womb, your own calm nest

May God help me to keep you safe
And always keep you strong, I pray
I loved you before you were even conceived 
And I love you more now that I have you

love your mommy


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Being A Vessel of God

Being A Vessel of God...

 I met someone in a very difficult situation.
I kept walking and gave
 "no explanation."

I was then asked a very
 direct question:
"I thought you said that 
you're a Christian!"

I began to feel a conviction within my soul.
"Which direction should I take"  
I didn't know.

Either keep walking, or stop 
to help this person in need.
"I suppose just this once... 
I'll do a generous deed."

I reached out and loved 
him in Jesus' name.
And told him that it was for his life 
that our savior came.

My heart was broken as I heard 
all he had gone through.
I was speechless.  I really didn't
 know what to do.

I decided to buy him a cup of coffee 
and a sandwich as well.
And shared that Jesus loves
 him more than words can tell.

He thanked me and said, 
"I'm so glad that you care."
I then was able to lead him 
into a  salvation prayer.

We talked more about God before 
we each went our own way.
But I'll never forget what happened 
that particular day.

It helped me begin to 
realize and truly see...
How God wants so much to use 
someone like me...

By JIm Pemberton  


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REMEMBRANCE of HARRIET HARRIS:

VERSE ONE:  
 
Christened as averred one Harriet Kuritsky on November 13th nineteen thirty five
     the youngest of four with only one brother
     whose exit from this world from a terminal illness she did not survive! 

The following emotions communicating heartfelt grief
practically vanquished as like my existence turned a new leaf!
 
A recurring abysmal grief stricken state
still consumes my entire being of late
these perpetual tears of sadness seem not to a-bate
since the grim reaper brandished scythe
     signature sign of a deadlocked fate!
 
Twas about 11:00 a.m. 2005 that third of May
     that our dearly beloved mother
     fought tooth and nail to keep death at bay 
(recounted by sisters who elected to remain on vigil that day)
nonetheless rigor mortis upper hand
     brought a (supposed) painless and swift death
     to her diseased and emaciated riddled body  gone lifeless and ashen gray!
 
This only heir still misses his mom more than plaintive words can spell
with his agonizingly pained heart and soul  that rents asunder this psyche pell-mell
no amount of weeping can quiet and quell!
 
Cathartic for me to give you a posthumous ode
conveyed in an easy to read poetic code
to accept finality & permanent loss only retrievable from nostalgic memories
     identified as that childhood home and favorite abode! 
 
VERSE TWO: 
 
Her cremated ashes still remain sealed in the same nondescript box
     white, powdery and chalk like material
     devoid of any vestigial semblance to her once living and vibrant self
     that unique persona pulverized and vaporized
     (housed former svelte and tall Arthur Murray ball-room dance teacher 
     a half century plus prior to demise
     which beauty, charm and grace quickly caught the attention of my father
     who courted and eventually proposed to this young flirt and tease of a gal)
     inert organic matter now represents sole residual embodiment 
     reduced to dust and near nothingness
     former corporeal being of blood, bone and flesh 
     weighing no more than a dozen hatch marks on the scale
     absence still bears down heavy like some millstone round the neck
     per  the black hole void created by defeat with Grim Reaper
     toward this woman who helped birth and nurse me into manhood
     momma’s only grown son still feels ripples of grievous sadness
     no matter the years of suppressed anger and rage
     in addition to emotional conflicts between us 
     which invariably wrought unpleasant relationship
     and a legacy of discord writ large across the tapestry of my life!
 


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Outstanding Mother by Kenny Davis

“Outstanding Mother” by Kenny Davis

Outstanding Mother
A woman like no other
Who is willing to give hugs and snuggles
To help you pull through the struggles

An Outstanding Mom
So gentle and calm
Who makes all the pain go away
With just a touch of her palm

An Outstanding Mama
Through all the trauma
Is willing to love and guide me
Despite all of my drama

No matter what I call her
She is still a mother to me
She is still outstanding
Beyond understanding

Mother, dear Mother
Speaking for me
Thank you for giving me wings
And setting me free

Wings to fly
And the strength to survive on my own
For keeping a means of sanctuary
One I can gladly call home

You are an angel in your child’s eyes
That’s why you don’t use your arms when we hug
You use the feathery wings God gave you
So warm and snug

You tightly wrap them around me
And gently wipe away all the tears
With the overwhelming blanket of security
You do away with all my fears.

For all you’ve done for me, I know of your love
And I love you too
It’s so obvious God loves me
Because he richly blessed me with a mother like you.

© May 2009 k.davis


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Time Will Tell

"Time will tell.."
Time has told...
I am getting way to old...

The sun is no longer brighter then the moon
I can't tell a fork from a spoon

I don't drive anymore I only sit and stare
I have to have total care

I used to speak when spoken to
I could react and know what to do

I used to tie my own shoe laces
I used to go places

I once worked on a job for many years
This disease was my worst fear

My mother and grandmother passed it on to me
I can't see what you see

I used to smell flowers and saw how very pretty they were
Now everything to me is one big blur

Family and friends ask me things and I can't reply
Only Our Lord and Savior knows why

For I know I am here with you all and I know that it's going to be okay
Just love and care for me each and every day

We will meet again this I know
When God calls me I have to go

I will tell the others I see that you said "hello and you will see them soon"
I pray for you my child that the sun stays brighter then the moon

Love Always





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Till the Earth

She tills the earth
The ground 
So hard the need 
So soft the seed 
So great 
The reason

She
The earth
Mutually respectful
Easily angered
Quick to forgive

She gave life
She wants the same of the soil

She gave fruit 
She asks the same of the trees

Her tears flow to the ground
She begs the same of the skies 

Without life she has nothing

She tills
She plants 
She prays 


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A Young Man With A Heavy Load


A Young Man With A Heavy Load… I was watching a young man walking down my road. I could tell that he was sad, and carrying a “heavy load.” You see his dad had recently “up and left the home.” Now he and his mom were left all alone! I could tell it was hard for him to hold back the tears. Especially after being with his dad for so many years! I don’t think that parents think about what they say and do. They can hurt and betray the one who said; “I love YOU!” When this happens… I know that the heart of God is hurting.. Too many couples are together, but their eyes “keep flirting.” They feel happy to have a family, but soon it’s not enough… And quickly run out when things get “tough.” The dishonesty, lying and cheating are too commonplace… I’ve seen the heartache and pain upon a loved one’s face. Jesus knows all about the hurt and pain that this can cause. He also knows about the “friction” caused by the “in-laws.” For the one that may be thinking of leaving his or her family… You may think it’s fun now… But you’re not going to be happy! Whatever is tugging at your heart now may seem “appealing.” But it’s the love from your spouse and kids that you’re stealing! I challenge you to be the man or woman of God he wants you to be! You need to be with the family God gave you! Can’t you see??? Come on back and spend the quality time you need to spend. Your family and children need you both as a parent and a friend! Allow the love of Jesus Christ to bind your hearts together! May his peace and joy comfort you now and forever! Allow your home to be filled with the love of God’s precious son! May be bring your family together in unity… As ONE! By Jim Pemberton


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It comes in threes

They say things happen in threes, my dears 
So this much i know is true
Three amazing things happened to me, my dears 
And 
That was the three of you

I will do my best to uphold the task
For it is one more important than the last
I have so much to teach you
For you all grow up so fast

I treasure the honor to that was given to me,
As a mommy of three
A gift to uphold and thrust upon me
So this i promise to the three of you
That I will love and support all you do


I'll do my best
Though,God knows sometimes it seems like a test
This is not something you train for
Or
One that hands you a degree
But
I will dry your tears,
the many you will shed throughout the years

I will be that friend 
The one who truely comprehends
And
help heal that heart so it will be on the mend

The three of you are the best part of me
Something one day i hope you experience
For yourself to see
There's no greater love than i have for the three of you
No matter where or what things you do

So you see how important three is to me
Theres no better place in the world to be
God placed his gracious hand upon me in three special ways
Three amazing gifts i will cherish, for all my days


children-contest


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Softly the Hand of a Mother

Softly the Hand of a Mother



Softly the hand of a mother
touches with a smoothness deep
Love, pure love like no other
dark clouds make me weep

Wetness washes my face
her grace sets life aglow
No time, no other place
will replace the her I know

Soft sails on a crystal lake
sunny morns dancing in time
Beauty none can ever fake
melody within a perfect rhyme

Softly her shadow stays me
words , memories give joy
Losing her soon slays me
yet again her lost little boy......

Robert J. Lindley, 11-06-2014

Note: Recently mother was thought to be passing on but pulled thru.
She is as tough as nails. Yet as soft as silk.
A strange ability, unique quality but mothers the world over seem 
to share that.
My first submitted write since my break.
Composed tonight and I hope it inspires others to appreciate the love that mothers give so very unselfishly..


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What If Christmas Disappeared


What if Christmas never happened? What if Christmas never came? Things around here would be different! It wouldn’t be the same! What if the baby Jesus was never born in a manger? Mankind would be in serious trouble. We’d all be in danger! If the baby Jesus wasn’t born. There would be no nativity. We wouldn’t be able to display this during our “festivity.” It’s almost like this now! It’s an “ever increasing business.” It seems like nearly everyone wants “Christ out of Christmas!” Why does it seem like Christmas is losing it’s true meaning? The very words; “Merry Christmas,” seem to be quickly disappearing! Many say; “Happy Holiday.” They worry they may “offend.” Having a “holiday” without Christ…. Once again! We need to put Jesus Christ back into our CHRISTmas season! He is what Christmas is about! HE is the very reason! May we all take some time to rejoice in our savior’s birth. May there be shouts of JOY! From the corners of the earth! Let’s not take Christ out of our joyous celebration! We need him so much right now! All over this great nation! May we bring to him a heart of love for everything he’s done. As we bring honor to Christ. God’s precious son! May we continually offer to him a heart filled with praise! Not only at Christmas time… But all of our days! By Jim Pemberton


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"Mommy Mommy"

Mommy Mommy what shall I do, 
I don't wanna stay away from you, 
Mommy, mommy please come back,
You're my life, you know that.
Sugar, plum, my love, 
My heart is with you, where you go I follow
along, 
I'm not here, he's not here, you're not here with me, 
Just sit back and be calm, be mommy's little baby. 
How can I be that when you're not around, 
You're not here to comfort me when I'm down,
What shall I do when its Mother's Day?
Whom shall I greet? What shall I say?
Pretend as if I'm there and talk to the stars above,
I am listening, I can hear, I'll answer you my love.
How will I know when you answer, How will I know you're there?
Listen to your heart little one, I'll answer you in prayer.
Go to sleep and talk to the stars, Talk and listen to your heart, 
When you're down, don't harm yourself,
Mommy will be there, mommy will help.


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I Remember Back When

								 

I  remember at the young age of 9 or 10.
Going to the theater was 
considered a sin.
There were many things 
that as a young boy.
That I wanted to explore and enjoy.

My parents may have been "old fashioned."
They were filled with a Godly
love and compassion.
I look back now and with some hesitation.

And think about this 
"new generation."
I wonder "where have all of the morals gone to?"
Some parents are doing things, as a kid, I'd never do.
Many of the "Godly" parents don't seemed concerned.
What's right or wrong—they can't discern.

What once was a dividing line 
between black and white.
Is now; "if it feels good—it must be allright."
The savior's call for holiness in your life must dwell.
Living by his word will save your family from hell.

Maybe living for Jesus is by some, 
"a narrow way of living."
May your life be one of sacrifice, 
holiness and thanksgiving.
May your commitment be true, your heart sincere.
For one day very soon, Jesus shall appear.
Now's the time to be an example
of Jesus' precious name.
When he comes —will you be ready—
or be ashamed?

By Jim Pemberton


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Anxous for the day

Last night I couldn't sleep.
I lay in bed counting Sheep.
Anxious was I,
My heart pounding as high as the sky.
Ready to become one year older.

At two in the mourning,
I woke to some snoring.
My sister really needs some meds.

She woke me up, and i can not sleep,
My heart beating like beep, beep, beep.
Scared was I,
Scared of my day and very shy.
Afraid of becoming one year older.

I opened my computer,
Not until later,
And started to talk to my mom.

She said she loved me,
and I smiled so gleely,
as my heart started to glow.
She said she loved me more then i would ever know.
And then I knew I was ready, so i laid down, and went to sleep.


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We Salute Our Veterans

We Salute Our Veterans…

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe Veteran’s Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton


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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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Endless Blue

She wore blue
as Niobe's tears
mourning blue.
No Ethiope she-
yet for every single one that fell
to swirling Achelous
fourteen children she remembered;
drowned, one by one
in endless blue


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Blacks

It’s like we’re doing them people a favor
Showing them, that we own up to what they say;
Stereo types isn’t the way,
But we as blacks are proving them right..
They believe that we’ll kill eachother before the 
Last night,
& all our women
 gone fall a victim to the streets,
Weak minded;
Not even having our children anything to eat..
The only good thing we got going for ourself
Is education,
& that aint gone support the whole nation..

Come on nie,
We gotta take stand!
Teach our children how to believe in
Themselves,
Show our mothers that they
Can make it without a man!
Prove to our fathers,
That they’ll regret they 
Neglected us!
Tell our brothers the
“Freak” that noise,
& Stop that fuss!
Its like we all against 
Eachother, 
But it shouldn’t be this way,
We gotta get it together some day;
Them people know what they doing…
Pretending to solve these crimes,
But knowing their using the same line,
Only place they wanna see us is the cemetery,
Hmm..
Or maybe jail?
But if we don’t make there,
Best to believe:
They hoping we on the
High way to hell,
But we gotta prove em’ 
Wrong,
Its been too long,
Take a stand,
Cause black women don’t need any man,
Children needa believe in themselves,
Fathers should regret the neglect,
& our brothers need to stop the fuss,
I’m trying not to cuss,
But all this frustration just built up
Inside,
Its  kinda hard to hide!
Think about it:
Rosa
Parks,
Martin
Luther King,
Malcom X..
& More, fault
For our freedom;
Now we got it, 
& we abusing it,
Kinda like our fathers try our mothers,
But that’s a whole other subject,
We gotta get it together
& that’s a bet(:

Inspired by 2Pac Words of Wisdom(:


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Mother Haiku

          Mother Haiku

Fresh rain charms nature
Dew green leaves, squeeze, wet mother
Turns, hugs the day clean


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The Wreath Part II

Worn-torn hands and withered, cold,
So tender grasp a tarnished cross,
Which had long the lonely nights banished-
Safe passage to some brighter song...

For He whose image that metal boasts
Was storied born this day,
And though bent the frame, still's stout
the will that would some tribute give...

No trees or festive lights adorn
This bare and bleak abode-
Nor human touch to temper want
Or abandonment abate...

Then angels came to claim their own
Whom dear had Heaven held.


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Mother

When all alone, quiet, and lost in thought, I see again the times when I was young. I smile for attention I often sought, Knowing if I was sad then you would come. You would dry the teardrops that then would flow, Be my bedside nurse on a restless night. A soothing word and I'd forget my woe, Consoled that you were not far from my sight. Your wrath confused me when I misbehaved, Never believing I was ever wrong. But now I see love through your stormy rage. With your wise words I have grown, oh so strong. So when I think of you, Mother and friend, All regrets are over, all sorrows end.


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" MOTHER THROUGH THICK AND THIN!!!"

Mother through thick and thin
Your love doesn't have a crook or a bend
It's comes straight from her heart 
What a wonderful piece of art
You're forever a dear friend
A mother's love had no end
She's our closest kin
Taught me to ask forgiveness of sin
My mother's love will always win
Because her love is no pretend.


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Without God We're Empty Within


Without God… We’re Empty Within! Without God… Our life is filled with emptiness within. And is quickly absorbed into the quicksand of sin! Without God… We are like sheep that have gone astray. Being confused... And going the wrong way! Without God… We have no moral compass or guide. And soon become arrogant and filled with pride! Without God… We are like a ship that’s lost at sea. Not knowing who we are or where we’re going to be! Without God… We have no true hope or security. Everything becomes meaningless and utter vanity! Without God… We have a life built on a “shaky” foundation. It’s only through HIM… We can become a new creation! With God… All things are possible to those who believe! An abundant life with Christ… You can achieve! With God… Your life can be cleansed and made whole! Only he can bring true love to your soul! With God… Can you find eternal life so joyful and bliss! God’s purpose for your life. You don’t want to miss! With God… You can have peace and joy you never had! He’ll give you a reason to be happy and glad! With God… Things in your life will never be the same! That moment you reach out… And call on HIS name! By Jim Pemberton


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What I Learned From Mom

makings of a grandmother
only with a touch of own spice
tender to the touch with
hindering sweet sweet love that
enriches the soul to keep
rendering for more and more of
' stories of own sucess by
delivering messages of yesteryears
acknowledgment of thy mother's day
year after year




Happy Mother's Day To

Mothers 
Stepmoms 
And Moms To Be

Love Kathy & Jenny



Happy Mother's Day Mama   {1934 - 2005 }
         R.I.P.


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This Past Year


I think about this past year... It “came and went…” I wonder that kind of life have I really spent? It almost seems like yesterday that I was a young man… “I had the world in the palm of my hand.” I had many goals, ambitions and dreams. I wanted to enjoy life and do so many things. Looking back on time and how quickly it’s gone by. I gaze up into the beauty of the stars in the sky. As I get older and think about another “resolution.” I find myself with another problem with no “solution.” I think about a God... Who made all of this a possibility! He’s offered to me love, hope and tranquility! I’m going to make a new commitment this January 1st. No matter if things get better… Or things get worse… I’m going to give my life and family to God above. And ask him to bless our home with his mercy and love. I’m going to try to live for him the best way I know. And seek his blessings wherever I may go! I’m going to give to God a love and strong commitment. It’s only in him where I’ll find true fulfillment! There’s an important fact, I shall always remember… God is with me from January thru December! He will be there to guide each step that is taken! With him in my life… I’m never alone or forsaken! By Jim Pemberton


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To have and have lost

To have and to have lost is the ultimate pain, 
Knowing that your life will never be the same again. 
That one little missing piece of your jigsaw called life, 
Questions as to what you did to deserve this strife.
Another angel for heaven above 
Empty arms but still the love. 
Never far from your mind 
If only life wasn’t so unkind. 
Little angel I love you so 
Fresh in my thoughts wherever I go. 
xoxo


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My Mother

FOR MY MOTHER 

Today I took a journey 
I traveled to a place.
I saw my mother resting, 
A smile upon her face. 

 

I closed my eyes in sadness
and thought about our days. 
It all became so clouded,
It seemed to be a haze.

 

Then suddenly I felt a touch so soft upon my cheek
A gentle voice came through the haze it was so mild and meek.
A voice so soft, a voice so sweet
and this is what it said.

 

I'll always be your mother, 
I'll never go away,
For if you ever need me,
I'm just a thought away.

I raised you right
I know I did and this is how I know.
God would not have moved me from this earth, 
If I had not met His goal. 

 
Inspiration:
For Amelia Santisteven, my Beloved Mother.who passed away on February 4th, 2007. 
Written for eulogy on February 8th, 2007


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Can God Find You Faithful

Can God Find You Faithful?

I once knew a man had made
up his mind.
He left his wife and children behind!

He met someone who “captured his heart.”
This was a deception 
from the very start!

His wife gave God and their kids
her love and attention...
But her husband went
Into another direction!

  They went to church...
 And did their "Sunday best."
How could this 
 turn into such a mess?

Temptation can happen to anyone!. 
Whether rich or poor.
Be careful what you allow to
 enter your heart's door.

Regardless of whether you've been
 married for a lot of years..."
One shameful act can bring
 heartache and tears!

The love that’s been given...
  Let no one take away!
No matter what others think...
 Or what they might say.

Stay true to God!  You'll be 
glad you did!
His love and joy will bless you
 each day you live!

Jesus will never forsake you!
Or leave you alone!
Allow HIM to bring peace and
 restore your home!

By Jim Pemberton


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Hush Baby

Sh, sh, close your eyes,
silent night broken by your painful cries.
Your heart is broken, I can tell;
it's okay, for mine is as well.
Don't ever wonder why or how,
just know mommy's with the angel's now.
The blood is nothing, mommy just fell,
there's something years from now I have to tell.
Mommy doesn't want you to be sad,
she'd want you happy, so please be glad.
She was a wonderful person, I'm sure you kow,
twenty is much too young to go.
You're also to young, only five,
I'm glad that at least you're alive.
C'mon baby, daddy's here,
we're all alone now, I fear.


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Mother Mary really help us

Yes
Since beginning of the Church
Experience has taught that Mother Mary helps
Millions of Christians testify to it

Example when she protected 
A bride and groom
In Cana
From embarrassment

In the Upper room
On Pentecost
She prayed
Midst of the disciples

Her love for us never ceases
We’re sure
She will plead for us
Now and the hour of death

5122013


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The Children

People everywhere bring me your ear,
I have something to say that you need to hear
bad things are happening to our children today,
creatures of darkness are taking them away

Wake up people, open your eyes
they are lurking about and telling them lies
these are our little treasures, given from God above
all they ask for is our unconditional love

Yet we let them in these creatures of the night
robbing us blind in plain sight
of our children, our loves, our prize possesions
you'd think by now we would've learned our lesson

They torture them, kill them, and lock them away
they're hoping someone will come for them someday
yet you stand idily by and watch them creep
while these thieves, these killers walk the street

These creatures of darkness, some are close to you too
your sisters, your brothers, or maybe even you
when it comes to our children, no one is excluded
aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, all are included

Don't leave your children in the hands of a stranger
because leaving them in the hands of someone 
you think you know, maybe putting them in danger

So take time people, investigate
There are creatures out there who are filled with hate
They'll take your babies and make them cry
then turn right around and tell you a lie

They'll say your child is just like their own
and in the very same breath wish they were gone
So love your children, and always protect
and you'll be rewarded with their love and respect.


There are too many children being put in harms way, because of carelessness, 
I just want to draw some attention to this huge problem.




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Aborted Babies


Aborted Babies…

Innocent life is being murdered each day.
While our courts say that it’s legal and “o.k.”

Women getting pregnant and maybe don’t understand.
The tragedy that’s happening all over this land!

Is this really something that many people have willed?
To have the unborn to be 
“torn apart and killed?”

Many are told abortion is the “best thing to do.”
But not knowing who else to turn to.

Government pretends to have an answer for this.
But it’s just turning into one huge mess!

Read the Bible and you will come to know.
The God who created you… 
Loves you so!

Jesus knew you in the womb!  
Your hair color and name!
He saw your body when out of your
 mother you came!

He saw your little heart the first time it beat!
And saw your mother the first time
 she tickled your feet!

There is never one unwanted person on God’s list!
You are precious to him…  
And are never missed!

He knows each life and every heart that’s beating!
And brings purpose, love and
 a TRUE meaning!

BY Jim Pemberton


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Never Again

Feeling is believing,
the heart has felt the pain,
love lost, now gone
forever, to be never
seen again.
Our mommy and
our daddy, gone from
our sight but not our hearts,
we will forever love them
and never be apart.


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Invisible yet Invincible



The seemingly small acts of a mother
Invisible in so many ways
Often wishing for another’s druthers
She still conquers her world each day

Little things she does so keen
Like binding sores or doing laundry
Often go by unnoticed and unseen
Yet, God’s beside her in her quandaries

He watches quietly as she builds
While her children grow swiftly by and by
She gives so much of her own free will
And she hardy ever questions why

She seems to know all the right ways
As she helps build their souls each day
She knows everyday is a brand new start
So she invincibly gives all her love and heart




Details | I do not know? | |

Watch The Horizon

That orange-pink sky
takes my breath away.
So pure and lovely
it spreads across the horizon.

But as the sky grows darker and darker
The pink fades to purple 
The orange to red
The light blue to a colder blue
Night is coming.

Before i knew it
The sky was glimmering in stars
The full moon shining brightly over head
The wind picked up a bit
And i shivered

The night was cold 
And the dark made it colder.
As an action to stay warm 
I pulled up my collar 
But it didn't work.

I quickly made my way home
Being sure no one saw
For they didn't know i was out.
For they didn't know i was waiting for my miracle.

I wake up early the next morning
And head outside.
The birds were starting to wake up
The sky was turning that soft pink color
Of sunrise. 

I quickened my pace 
to make it on time.
And just as it began i made it to the stop

The sunrise was beautiful
and it took away my breath.
I smiled to myself and thought my wish.
I had a feeling,
Something good will happen.
All i had to do was watch the sun set.

With hope in my heart 
And joy filling my body
I jogged home.

The day was passing 
and the sunset was coming
I needed to get out
Right Now!
I excused myself and quickly went outside

I ran to the stop.
Panting and tired i made it a little late
The sky was an amazing orange/purple color
I smiled despite the day i had. 

Once again the sunset was ending
But today it was different
Today a figure walked toward me
And deep in my heart i knew it was you.

5 years, 8 months, 12 weeks
25 days, 24 hours, 30 minutes 
was all it took

To see you walking back to me from war
ALIVE.
And all i did 
was Watch the Horizon


Dedicated to all those families who have a loved one in the military. We wish for their safe return. God Bless them all!


Details | I do not know? | |

My life and my Mom

God gave me life and mom made my life
From the time I was made, to the time I came to life
From the long nine months, to the time I made it to life
From the time of birth, to the time I had life
From the time of breast feed, to the time I began life
From the time I could crawl, to the time I walked to life 

From the time I was sick, to the time my health was hectic
From the time of medication, when I could only use chronic
From the time I was asthmatic, to the time I looked pathetic
From the time I had eczema, to the time it was very septic

From the time I was dirty, to the time she made me clean
From the time I was sweet, to the time I became mean
From the time I was weak, she was there for me to lean
From the time I was a little man, to time I was a grown man

I’m proud of my mom even though I lost my father
She made me a man & she did the same for my brother
I owe my life to God & I give my gratitude to my mother
She made me a son, a brother and one day I’ll be a father


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Ireland's Journalist Jewel

The dedication of this journalist gem
Whose writing, brought down
Drug dealing men
 
Eire's Sunday Tribune
And Sunday's Business Post
Newspapers of note, for in them she wrote
 
But it was the criminal world
And her writings so splendent
That craved her to write for the Sunday Independent
 
This brave reporter put her life on the line
To reveal to her country
Their drug filled slime
 
To avoid libel
Pseudonyms she chose
To protect the paper, from legal blows
 
Drug dealers uncovered
Showing their ill gotten gains
Irrespective of lives and families pains
 
Threats turned to visits, firing shots at her home
To deter her uncovering
In her investigative roam
 
Three months later she was shot in the leg
But the dedication of her
Thousands of newspapers were read
 
Near Newlands Cross
On the outskirts of Dublin
On a motorbike, two men with a gun
 
At a traffic light junction
With a Magnum .357
Ireland's Journalist Jewel, was taken to heaven
The name of this gem
Veronica Guerin
 
 
" In memory of a brave woman, wife and mother who took on the 
                      criminal underworld in Dublin, Eire "
 


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Nobody Knows I Miss You

Nobody knows I miss you, 
They think i feel set free, 
but I feel like bound with chains, 
Trapped in the mystery. 

Nobody knows Its empty, 
The smile that I wear, 
The real one is left in the past, 
because you left me there. 

Nobody knows I am crying, 
they wont even see my tear. 
When they think that I am laughing, 
I still wishing you were here. 

Nobody knows Its painful, 
They think that I am strong. 
They say this won't kill me, 
But I wonder if they were wrong. 

Nobody knows I'm praying, 
That he will change his mind. 
They think that I had let you go, 
WHEN YOU LEFT ME THERE


Details | Free verse | |

Their Anniversary

Looking about 
on a starry night 
An old man turned to his wife. . . 

"I see all the love we've shared 
somewhere -- 
beyond the moon in your eyes." 

She beamed.


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I Can't Do This Anymore It's Dragging Me Down

I just can’t keep “doing this” any longer! What am I doing? I began to wonder… This “sin” just keeps dragging me further down… What do I do? There’s no one around??? This “thing” has got a hold on me… I cry every night… I want to be FREE! I’ve tried and tried… But to no avail… Just when I think I have victory… I fail! I’ve read in scripture of a power that I haven’t seen. I read of a savior who can do ANYTHING! Why don’t I give him a try? I’ve nothing to lose! I’ve been so hurt, worn out and abused..… To you, dear Jesus… I confess my every sin. And can feel your love from deep within! Thank you Jesus! For giving me a joy I never knew… I don’t know where I’d be if not for YOU! You’ve brought to my life a peace I never had. For all you’ve done for me. I am so glad! Won’t YOU give your burdens to this one… I call friend? And experience the joy of being born again? Please come to him now. Why not this hour? And experience his life-changing power! By Jim Pemberton 01/17/10


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Dear Mom

I love you mom.
I wish there was a word to describe my appreciation.
But there’s not a word to compare
To my feelings that are really there.
I also want to thank you
Not just from a son but a brother.
I praise you as the greatest mother.
Growing up in near poverty,
Never doing without.
You passed that test no doubt.
For this I’m blessed.
Plus thru it all you never turned your back,
Really what more could I ask?
I love you mom
I have to say thank you for going above and beyond!!!!


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Death and All His Friends

If I cry 
i cry for day's
of crystal sky's
and butterfly's
when nothing could stand in my way

If I cry 
I cry for the connection
we had
hen you would travil to distant lands
and make me smile
hen you came back to hold my hand

If I cry 
I cry for the embrace
you gave me
when i fell off my bike that day
and you said
it would all be okay

If I cry 
I cry for the moments
we had together
even if they were cut short
because of the weather

If I cry
I cry for my mother 
when that stedy note streamed
across the hospital scene

If I cry
If I cry for the two
who crawled through spikes
to save me and you

but if I smile 
I smile for the support
of the people that are scatered everywhere
for the people who fixed the shattered glass
and for the people who have surpassed death;
and all of his friends


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A Big Problem In Churches Today


A Big Problem In Churches Today… There’s a big problem in churches deep within… Very few preach on the topic of; “SIN.” Sin is a very powerful and destructive force! Many families are coming apart and ending in divorce! Getting involved in perversions of various kinds… Many are getting a garbage of filth in their minds! Too many pastors are afraid to preach of a God who’s HOLY! They remain silent and consider it a bunch of “baloney! It’s just too easy to come and play “the Sunday game.” But at home… Things are not the same! Not everyone in church is doing fine and “o.k.” It doesn’t matter how you listen or what you say! God is a God of love but also of holiness too! He wants the best kind of life for me and YOU! He said to “take up the cross and come follow me!” This is the only way we can be TOTALLY FREE!!! Whatever sin or problem is “holding you down.” Seek the awesome presence of Jesus that can be found! If you can’t find his presence in your church building… Come to him in prayer! Seek his power of forgiving! He is God! There is NOTHING that you need to fear! Through the blood of Jesus… Your sins will disappear! He is and will always reward those who diligently seek him! All of your struggles you can put “beneath him!” “Though your sins be as back as scarlet, they can be as white like snow!” Once you’ve met the master. And the redeemer of your soul! By Jim Pemberton


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Independent Woman

Sometimes it's hard with no where to run
No one to depend on,not even one
Trying to make the best for you and your child
Protecting them loving them all the while
Protecting Then From harm
Loving them until they die
Doing what you can to give them a better life
Trying to give them all they want and what you can
You've got to believe in yourself because there is no man
In your heart, you are man and woman
Man enough to teach,Woman enough to love them
Learn From your mistakes and you should proceed as you live
Shed blood and tears just as Jesus Did
Show all who didn't believe what you have done
But remember the feeling of not having anyone
Because that shows sometimes we are not together
Time after Time, We are alone in the gutter
But just take the past and set it on a shelf
And Remember, don't beleive in anyone more then yourself


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Genovive

Dearest, sweetest, Genovive, I pray that you will see,
The beauty of earth's many wonders, I pray that you'll believe.

When you look upon the ripples of the pond's great mass,
I beg that you would see your beauty, free to fly at last.

Beauty lies within your soul, and it's not hard to see,
And when you gaze at your reflection, you're gazing back at me.

Because you will be of my flesh, and you'll be of my bone,
Just remember when you glare, you're not staring alone.

When you one day are blessed to us, when our family is built,
We'll keep you safe, we'll keep you warm, wrap you in finest silks.

And if you're wondering, Genovive, if you are truely loved,
Just look down at your sweet reflection, you'll always be enough.


                                     By Chelsea Stufleben


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Dear Grandma

Theres no one in this world who can compare to you or can even come close
Your the best grandmother anyone could ever ask for i love you most
I know I dont always show you how much you mean to me
Im sorry for all the times I was a brat and how I would be
No matter what I say without you I wouldnt have anything and you mean more to me than you know
Im sorry from the bottom of my heart and the good I will try to show
To you Grandma I wrote this for you with all my love
Everyday your in my heart and in my head your always thought of


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Mom I'm Pregnant

“Mom….   I’m Pregnant!”


From the time I held my baby 
in my arms…
I made a vow to “protect her from all harm.”

She was indeed a wonderful bundle of joy…
And during her life, has been a gift for us to enjoy.

She's been  the focus of much of our attention,
Trying to provide for her 
“timely” correction.

As a father, many thoughts entered my mind…
I wanted to be attentive to her, 
patient and kind.

As she's gone through 
her teenage years…
I thought of what perhaps is a parent’s #1 “fear.”

Then one day... “Mom I’m pregnant” were spoken...
At first, my heart was sad and “broken.”

“I didn’t raise her to be “crazy and wild…”
“How could this happen to a wonderful child?”

I realized that in spite of everything
 parent’s will do.
There’s no telling what their 
children will put them through.

I gave her a hug and all of the
 support  I could give…
Everything she’s been through…
 God will forgive!

With all that has happened in her life…
One day she’ll make someone a wonderful wife!

Dear Lord, please help my daugher to see...
How precious she is to her mother and me!




Entered in the contest; "Mom I'm Pregnant!"
Sponsored by Gwendolen Rix

Key findings
National levels and trends
• In 2006, 750,000 women younger than 20 became pregnant. The pregnancy rate 
was 71.5 pregnancies per 1,000 women aged 15–19.


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This Memorial Day

We salute every soldier who’s
 served this great nation.
And offer a heart of thanks
 and appreciation!

We salute each member 
of our armed forces.
And are thankful for their
 efforts and resources!

We salute the many who 
protect our borders too.
We’d be in trouble…  
If not for people like YOU!

We salute every son and 
daughter lost in a war.
YOU are what serving this
 country is meant for!

We salute the officers who’ve 
guided our women and men.
Our prayers are with you!  
And our love from within!

We salute our veterans!  
Wherever they may be!
Those who served on
 land, air and sea!

Offering prayer to the
 Lord is our belief…
That he will guide our
 Commander-in-Chief!

As we observe Memorial Day this year…
Let’s offer our soldiers
 love, hope and cheer…

May God bless them in
 all they endeavor
And his peace be with them
 today and forever!!

By Jim Pemberton  05/21/10


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Still In Love

Still In Love... My son came to me with a question on his mind. I said; “Not now son— I just don't have the time.” He said, “Daddy—are you still in love with Mommy?” “Do you love her like you did when I was in her tummy?” My eyes choked with tears; “Yes son I really do!” “I'm in love with her... and I appreciate you.” “Daddy—will you always love me like you do mom?” “Yes my son—my love for you will always belong.” I looked down and much to my surprise. There were tears running down my sons's eyes. He came running to me with his arms wide open. “Thank you daddy” were his words spoken. I picked him up and gave him a great big hug. As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug. His little arm reached up to grab my hand. I knew that what I said, he began to understand. I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife. She's been such a blessing- a great part of my life! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Free verse | |

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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Those Close to Us Can Cause Much Hurt And Pain


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


Details | Free verse | |

on memories, the soul and gentle breezes

She has seen so much before Her eyes 
they have lost their sparkle 
She sits in Her chair to watch the hummingbirds 
flit and sip at the bird feeders She has prepared 
She has made those for years 

i remember sitting with Her and talking 
about boys and schoolwork 
and how beautiful the hummingbirds 
sounded as they zipped past the screen door 
we know they will return 

Her taste for pecans never 
prevented Her from collecting them 
off Her land for pies and candies 
Her legs hurt from walking too long 
how i miss picking pecans with Her 

as i grew time was lost 
and i visited Her less and less 
with regret i think of 
all the talks and fun and laughter 
while we canned fruits and jellies together 

i wish i could bring back those years 

the summer before i was married 
we talked of love and happiness 
and i was privileged to know how 
Pa and Ma met when she asked, 
"Do You Believe In Love At First Sight?" 

we stayed up 'til morning talk of 
mike and how She believed he was an 
angel and how She met her first husband 
and the birth of mimi, i know She has 
always love me 
i am Her pride and joy 

She has lived a long life that was hard 
but worth it because She has produced 
a wonderful family 
that babies Her in Her old age 
oh, how She hates that 

She talks about Her last days as if 
tomorrow Her soul will take flight 
and wonders why God hasn't sent for Her yet 
perhaps She is not done 
or He wishes Her to see something precious 

i wonder if it is for me (how narcissistic) 
to see my wedding or the birth of the daughter 
that will carry Her middle name 
She cried when i told Her that 
but that's how much She means to me 

i vainly pray that She will live long enough 
to see these things that are important to me 
when She will be able to hold 
with Her middle name 
Her great-great-granddaughter, LEE ellen 

now She sits in her rocking chair 

watching the hummingbirds 
Her soul takes flight upon a gentle 
breeze that carried Her far away in time 
when She could pick pecans and can jellies 
when She and Pa met 

or when Her children were born 
i know many stories from Her past 
and i am proud that i am the only one 
that has taken the flight with her soul 
on one of those gentle breezes


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WHO Built YOUR House


This house of ours is “plain.” 
But is still standing.
We’re “simple folks...”
 By many people’s  understanding…

We may not have much of what is 
“socially appealing”…
But we have love in our hearts.  
And this is a good feeling!

We may not be “wrapped up” in much
 of this world’s entertainment.
But we seek God’s peace 
and a desire for contentment.

We, as a family, have one purpose
 and “calling” in mind.
To seek God’s ways of being
 merciful and kind…

Each day we pray with much
 thankfulness in our hearts…
For this is where happiness
 and gratitude starts!

We’re thankful to the Lord for
 his unfailing grace…
And for keeping us together
 in this special place…

We’re blessed to have a God who
 is truly worth finding.
His word in our lives is precious
  and worth memorizing!

“Unless the Lord builds the house,
 they labor in vain that build it!”
God must rule and reign…  
 So his love can completely fill it!

By Jim Pemberton  


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Truth of Being Born

The day he was born was with excitement and fear,
Of what could become of those held so dear.
The first time we held him and looked in his face,
It was to see a glimmer of Gods True Holy Grace.
A hand so small touched deeply into our soul,
As it wrapped around a finger in a movement small.
We checked every part and in their perfection found bliss.
As in our hands we now held what was part her and part his.
The exquisitely peaceful face beckoned us close,
For nowhere else is pure innocence found in such repose.
As wee little eyes opened to momentarily stare,
We knew this was God’s gift given unto our care.
A smile was enough to encircle our heart,
As we vowed to protect him and never be apart.
He yawned and wiggled and fell back to sleep,
As we were made in his glory almost to weep.

We were once like this child so innocent and pure,
And our family held us like this you can be sure.
Growing up we slowly pull away while exploring the world,
Demanding every thing as the world is unfurled.
How could we have come so far from God’s Grace?
How could we have gone so far in the daily race?
This little gift of life pulls us back together again,
Binding us tightly as no one else can my friend.
Look to your parents and give them a hug,
Then nurture this gift from God’s love above.



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MORE THOUGHTS(free verse)

I was thinking about my patients,
Just people like you and I
Except when you're sick, you're an angel
Someone who needs a smile and a pat.

I was thinking of the elderly I cared for-
Sometimes serene, waiting for death,
But others were so scared you could feel it
As you came into the room and approached their bed.

I was thinking of new born babies and their Mommies-
Most of them so happy-but others fearful,
"Baby is crying! What do I do now!?
I've never held a new baby, have you?!"

I was thinking of patients who were leaving-
All well now and excited to get to their homes,
Moms leaving with babies, excited too-
"Can I call you if I have questions"
"Of course dear-all new Moms do."


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Bathroom engaged

There he blows
on his way to the gents
Book in hand
we all know 
this is where 
he shall be occupied
for the next half hour

Imagination envisages
him making himself 
comfortable
There for a duration
Intent on sinking 
his teeth into several chapters
of the latest James Patterson

Belt slowly snakes
to the floor as he sits there
concentrating 
on task in progress
with trousers half mast 
supported by knees
Book on lap

A certain familiar 
thunder echoes 
through the house
Stench slowly seeping
through under door
Leaves mum running
for the air fragrancers

Doors and windows
are opened as mother
tries to ‘air’ the house
as she goes about 
her business cleaning
the house until it shines
bright as a freshly minted coin

Eventually father emerges
Fresh and relaxed
Missing one gas mask
Mum trepidly takes a breath
and dives into the bathroom
Intent on finishing her work
disguising Dad’s omissions

Bathrooom engaged again
Mother’s work never done
and yet as she vacates
a beautiful flowery scent
followers her through 
The empty room vacantly
awaiting – welcoming next guest.


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Shelf life of sunshine

Shelf life of lights 
=
A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine 
flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been 
getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she’s spent.

Days are, of course, growing thin; like her little family 
which has been unfastening. Son has gone to the town;
his dad has lost appetite; the vegetable patch’ve dried.

She looks at the brown cat, it seems to attain bodhi.
The salty air teases her hair, unknotted it.
“You look great.” The wind’s accent, slightly slurry, comes inside.

It reminds her of youth, insouciant, innocent. 
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar 


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MAY OF '75

It All Started May 2, 1975
The Day This Man 
Took This Woman
To Be His Lawfully Wedded Wife
 
They Saw Their Share Of Struggles,Grief, Hardships,and Strife
But Hand In Hand
They Faced The World
Together
This Man And His Wife
 
The Cards Were Stacked Against Them
An Uphill Battle It Often Seemed
They Did Not Have A Fairytale
But In The End
Love Would Prevail
Between This Woman And This Man
 
Thirty Years They Shared Together
For Richer Or For Poorer
In Sickness And In Health
In Good Times And In Bad
Before This Man Would Pass Away
Right In Front Of His Wife
 
How Would This Woman Go On
Not Knowing What To Do
How To Make A Single Cup Of Coffee
Or Just One Plate Of Food
How Could She Bare Waking Up To An Empty Room 
 
She Grieved Tirelessly
She Often Questioned Why
Why She Had Been Left Behind
This Woman Who For Thirty Years
Had Been This Man's Wife
 
She Had To Find Her Strength Within
And Her Will To Go On
She Had To Comfort Her Children
And Learn To Lean On God
 
Although She Never Stopped Loving This Man
Eventually
She Would Find Peace
Though It Was Not Easy
She Learned To Live Life Without Him
Though It Was Never Part Of The Plan
On That Day In Early May of 1975
When These Two Were Wed
This Man And His Wife
 
Sometimes Things Will Happen
Even Though We Did Not Plan
Things We Can Not Fathom
Things We Will Never Understand
 
The Time Came
Two Short Years Later
When The Doctors Came
And Told This Woman
We Are Sorry
It Is CANCER
 
Now The Children
Of This Man And His Wife
Would Have To Find Their Own Answers
With No Parents Their To Guide Them
Give Them Comfort
Or Advice
They Would Be Left With Their Own Questions
Of How...
And WHY...
 
In Loving Memory of My Mom and Dad- Tiffany Abbott


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Birthday Rose

Introduction: A mother is such a wonderful poetry...She is the compass and blessing for her children and no matter what, in our hearts - she's the rose that never dies.


The moment I first opened my eyes, I saw your glowing face in shine You took me in your graceful arms, And poured my life in peaceful charm You sacrificed more than I can count, To raise me and strengthen my ground Every time you heard me scream, You took off from your every meal You fulfilled all my needs and dreams, You mean the world and more to me A teacher, a playmate, An answer, a guide of fate You reach out and pull me back, Whenever I get lost off track You love me like no other, Words just simply can’t explain, you are the best mother With you I never pretend, by your values I transcend You help me get my courage tight, You aid me to my wisdom right You are my loving mother, Someone I have to share my thoughts Always you know, always you care, Always you feel, always you heal Your tender smile lights up my life, From doubts that keep me captive at night Forever in my heart, you reside You care so much and feel so deep, You’re just everything I need I’m above grateful to have you in my life, As every time I think of you, I always feel revived.


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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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Forever-Part 1

Out on the beach with an amazing guy. The sun's so pretty, the sun's so bright. We're walking and talking about all our good times, against the world, hand in hand. Smiling and walking on the beautiful LA sand. We sit on a bolder and watch the sun set. It's an amazing day, one I will never forget. You slip your arm around me as we as we look at the beautiful sea. "I love you," I say as we feel the cool evening breeze. "I love you too," you say and pull out a small black box. I look at you, smile, and my heart stops. You open the box to reveal a beautiful ring. "Will you marry me?" you ask as my eyes fill with tears and my heart starts to sing. My smile gets wider as I say "yes". You pull me close to your chest. I gently kiss you as a tear rolls down my cheek. You brush it away and smile at me. "I love you," I say one more time. "I love you to baby," you say as you smile, "now your deffinitly all mine."

 

Today's the day, the day that starts the rest of our life. The day you become my husband, the day I become your wife. The last time I saw you was last night. But I woke up to a beautiful sight. A bouque of beautiful red roses lie on your pillow with a note on top. "I love you," it says, "and I can't wait to see you." I smile and whisper "I love you too." I take a shower and walk down to the beach to see how much is done. I step onto the hot sand and I feel the hot sun. It's almost done so I start to head home. I need to here your voice so I call your phone. "Hey babe," you say, "is everything okay?" I tell you everythings fine, I just need to hear you. I tell you I love you. You tell me you love me too. You say you have to go but you'll see me soon. "Okay, I love you," I say and look at the clock, it's almost noon. "I love you too," you say and the line goes dead. I look in the mirror and put my hands on my head. I smile and start to get ready for tonight. The first night of m new life.

I take a look in the mirror one last time. Just to make sure my beautiful dress is fine. I walk down to the beach and wait by the gate. I fix my veil and look at my friend. "You look amazing," she says and puts some flowers in my hand. "Thanks," I say and smile. I can't wait to walk down the aisle.


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Back To Better Days

I wish I could return 19 years into the past
Back when my ear was against my mothers heart beat
Rocked asleep by the saint in her voice
Kept safe with in the walls of her ever loving flesh
that kept the pain at bay
But curse the birth that threw me into this messed up world
my life now has scars but
I will live to love her forever more


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An Adulterous Situation

An Adulterous Situation I knew of a couple, involved in an adulterous situation. A person involved, claimed that he was a Christian! He told others that he wanted to tell her about the Lord… But this involvement in sin, he couldn’t well “afford!” A “casual” encounter led to the marriage’s destruction. Her husband was so hurt, he could hardly “function.” How could this man think there’s “nothing wrong with it.” “It must be fine.” He thought. “everyone’s doing it!” Jesus has come, that we might have freedom from within! Going to church, doesn’t give us a “license to sin!” God gave us marriage, as a holy and divine covenant! He gave us his word, so that our lives can be abundant! May this be a stern warning to one and all! That which may look attractive, will cause us to fall! If there’s something more from marriage that you desire… Be careful! Your deep passions will burn like a fire! May I encourage you to pray and seek the Lord above! And ask him to build your marriage on his love! Only he can restore everything the enemy has taken! He’ll be with you, when you may feel totally forsaken! Adultery is like a cancer cell… That will eventually destroy! It’ll rob you of the many blessings, that God wants you to enjoy! What God has joined as one... May there be no separation! But a heart of unselfishness, and a renewed dedication! By Jim Pemberton


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Michael's Mother

The beauty of your mother was not in the clothes she'd wear
it wasn't even in the way the light danced upon her hair.
The beauty of your mother is beyond these words I write
her beauty came from in her soul, you saw it in her eyes.

The beauty of your mother was not measured by success
yet overflowing was her resplendence when you felt her soft caress.
A light warming every room she entered, words melodious and sweet
washing over you, as her verbal hug was your personal retreat.

The beauty of your mother had really only just begun
Showering you with drops of love and laughter as the sun.
The beauty of your mother is what her wish would be for you, 
Pure happiness and joy, For you, true love, to be loved too.

Remember each day your mother and the beauty that she shared
all the lessons she tried to teach you and how much for you she cared.
Because the beauty of your mother is not gone, its in your heart and in the skies
She is in you and when you gaze at me, the beauty of your mother is reflected in my eyes.


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Mothers Love

This poem was my son's favorite. My son was mowed down by a Coach USA Bus driver operating a NJ Transit bus Wednesday July 18, 2012. The bus was speeding as his back wheel jumped the handicap curb dragged my son 50 to 100 feet to his death. The bus was not charged with his death. He was set free. I am fighting for justice for my son Deshon Johnson. You can Google his name Deshon Johnson's petition on change.org. 

I like to dedicate this poem to my only child Deshon Johnson.


Mother’s Love

Draped in my affection safe and sound
protecting you from things that might
get you down.

Hurling through life’s obstacles may be tough 
to get around, but my maternal spiritual guidance 
will not leave you confound.
It will build you words of wisdom 
that will be profound, it will help you get out of 
any negative rebounds.
 
My prayers of peace 
will resound through your soul 
and stay.
So take my heartfelt expressions 
and treasure them every day.

Then you will see my advice 
would not lead you astray.
You are a precious gift from the heavenly sky 
and my unconditional love for you 
will never die.

When you live your life 
on trial and error, keep in mind 
my motherly devotion for you is forever.


No matter what, I will always be here for you with 
my eternal love, regardless; if I am on earth or in the
 heavens above.


To: Deshon 

With Love, from your mother! 


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Did The Lord Build Your House

  

This house of ours is “plain.” 
But is still standing.
We’re “simple folks...”
 By many people’s  understanding… 

We may not have much of what is 
“socially appealing”…
But we have love in our hearts.  
And this is a good feeling! 

We may not be “wrapped up” in much
 of this world’s entertainment.
But we seek God’s peace 
and a desire for contentment.

We, as a family, have one purpose
 and “calling” in mind.
To seek God’s ways of being
 merciful and kind…

Each day we pray with much
 thankfulness in our hearts…
For this is where happiness
 and gratitude starts! 

We’re thankful to the Lord for
 his unfailing grace…
And for keeping us together
 in this special place…

We’re blessed to have a God who
 is truly worth finding.
His word in our lives is precious
and worth memorizing! 

“Unless the Lord builds the house,
 they labor in vain that build it!”
God must rule and reign…  
 So his love can completely fill it!

 

By Jim Pemberton   
12/12/10



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Daughters of the Moon

Daughters of the moon
Ride the inner waves
Dizzying heights of possibilities
Crash against the stonewalled shoreline
Sand-banked against change.
It will take a tsunami to shift this stubborn treachery
Undo the lechery of lost souls entrapped
In the barbaric misery of war.
The gentle moon is not enough.
To move these ones.
Depths shaking and quaking in outrage
Tremble with the cries of broken hearts.
Enough blood spilt to replenish the pumped out oil wells.
New blood for old.
It’s all carbon based either way.
Tidal waters
Gentle rocking in eternity
Sing us into another way to be
Rhythmic forgetting,
hold the pain at bay
rock us still
In her motion.
War continues and the death march quickens the hearts of the Mothers,
And daughters of the moon.
Re-arranging of current events changes history
In the viewing of those who see
From the dark side of the moon.
The shadows give up the ghosts left haunting
The battlefields of despair
False glory and patriotic pride
Gift the sons and daughters
Promising future
Delivering death.
Mothers birth warriors
For the corporate machines
Of true anarchy.
Wash us in your waves.
Hold us in this place of forever
Long enough to catch our breath
As we learn to walk on water
And forgive them their sins.


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The Older I Am

The Older I Am… It seems like the older I am, with each passing day. There’s someone that I know who “passes away.” I remember as a child, 40 seemed to be “old.” Now, it seems quite young. As I’ve been told. This life that I have is wonderful and God given. He wants to be with me each day that I’m livin. The older I am, the more I begin to see. I need much more of God, and a lot less of me! Whatever path in life that I might choose. Without God in control. I’m going to lose! He’s the one that I need to take control. His word brings nourishment to my soul! His word and commandments need to be obeyed. There’s nothing for HIS LOVE I would ever trade! I thank you my lord for the life I have received. An eternal life with you, I want to achieve! The older I am…The closer I get to my mansion above God has blessed me and given me his eternal love! One more day with Jesus is sweeter than before! No matter my age. I’ll always need him MORE! He is and will always be with me till the end of time. I’m so glad that I am his. And he is MINE! By Jim Pemberton


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I've Failed You Once Again

I Have Failed…


Lord, I have failed you time and time again,
By hanging on to my unrepentant sin.
I once thought, “my life will never get off track,”
Until that one day when I committed such a
terrible act.


“No one’s watching me” was what I thought,
not knowing the pain and suffering into my family
I had brought.
That one night of “pleasure” I hoped would go away,
but this sin stares me in the face every single day!

The lust that crept into my once cheerful heart,
Is now eating at me—tearing me all apart.
I once thought I was too good to commit a sin like this,
so many of God’s blessings I now will miss.

To you Jesus—my whole heart I ask you to cleanse.
for in you my whole life now depends.
Create in me a clean heart, renew a right spirit
within me.
Your forgiveness in my life is what others must see.

The most important thing to God I can now give,
Is a broken and contrite heart each day I shall live!


By Jim Pemberton


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Make Your Family FIRST


Make Your Family First! I know a person who had “a change of heart.” And very shortly his family “fell apart.” He was involved in doing “so many things.” He neglected the duty of what family brings! He became so involved in helping others… He neglected his wife and his kids’ mother! At first, he had the best of intentions… But failed to give his family any kind of attention! He was so busy, and away from home so much. It didn’t take long for him to be “out of touch.” Very soon he found his life “way off course…” And heading down the path of a divorce! He began to ask himself the question; “why?” As he began to hear all of his kids cry! Beyond all of the chaos and “chatter.” He decided that his family DOES matter! He quit doing many of the things he once did. And asked all of his family to please forgive! He’s now the kind of dad that he needs to be! And is with his family so faithfully! May this be a lesson and reminder to us all! How quickly we can get up. How quickly we can fall! May we put an effort into our family as number one! Every mom and dad! Daughter and son! By Jim Pemberton


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What Has Happened To The Family

I remember growing up in a Christian family.
We were content, joyful and quite happy.

Things were "going along rather well."
We loved each other... more than words could tell.

I think of the special love 
between mom and dad.
As my parents... I was proud and glad!

Over the years that rolled  on by.
Something happened.  I don't know why. 

Our deep love became 
replaced with "excuses."
Our relationshps filed with
 "barsh words and bruises."

This family... I once held so close to my heart.
Began to "unravel and fall apart."

Our love for another became bitter and cold.
Even to the day we're "growing old."

Everywhere... it is evident and appearing.
The family as a unit is quickly disappearing.

We must come together and 
remove all bitterness.
And walk in God's love and his forgiveness!

We must appreciate one another--
in spite of our faults!
Standing together on Godly principles 
brings good results!

It we insist on "going our separate ways."
We'll be sorry "one of these days!"

The family is what God has put together.
It needs to be rooted in love--
both now and forever!

HIS love needs to be the glue 
that binds us as one.
Blessing every mom and dad... 
daughter and son!

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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Poem About Me

I'm a woman that most people love. My friends are my angels, sent to me from up above. They help me when I'm down. Make a smile out of a frown. My husband is my other half Always around to make me laugh My family is very special to me Can't wait to start my own family tree I love my best friends, my husband and my family too. This is a poem about me, how about you?


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YOU PREACHED: A Tribute to Pastor Arlee Griffith Jr.

you preached to us that the way to achieve an ultimate makeover
is to concede control to God and let the Holy Spirit takeover
you preached to us that we need to take up our towel of service
and then realize and utilize our God given purpose
you preached to us in the year of 2005 
that we are all blessed to even be alive
you preached to us in the year of 2006
that we need to study the word of God to get our spiritual fix
you preached to us in the year of 2007
that there's a happy hour awaiting us up in heaven
you preached to us on how we can make 2008 great
is by getting our relationship with the Lord God straight
you told us we need to do more than just go wishing
but to go out and make disciples by going soul fishing
you told us we need to hear a word from our sponsor, Jesus Christ
and then stay tuned to His channel until we get it right
you told us that whether wise or otherwise
we need to stay focused on God's eternal prize
and when you get into your pastoral groove
your words and message make our spirits move
and when you ask to speak for a few minutes more
believe nobody is making a move towards the chapel doors
to an anointed man of God, Pastor Griffith I thank your grandmother today
for handing God her healing hands that brought you to this day
so congratulations and happy anniversary to you and the first family
for 19 years of leadership and preaching with God's authority


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My Joy

I waited for you for nine months
I waited in excitement just to touch
Your sweet innocent face
With which I fell in love
Your gentle laughter makes me realize the love of a mother
While your smiles continually come one right after the other
The happiness and joy that you bring to me
Is unlike anything I have ever felt or seen
Now that you are here I thank the Lord everyday
That he game me someone special like you
To be a mother to


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These Are Dificult Times for So Many Without A Job


These Are Difficult Times! These are difficult times, with many frustrations. Many people in hardships and difficult situations! Many are filled with worry and concern. Not really knowing which direction to turn. As more are getting dependent on government. Many without work have lost any kind of fulfillment. While many seek what seems to be the best “plan.” Cries of hopelessness ring throughout the land! I, too, have been without work in the past. Wondering how much longer it would last. The months that went by, turned into years… As I sought assurance for my worries and fears. The only true peace and security I have found. Has brought love, when life came “crashing down.” I found that what really matters the most! Is Jesus! And letting him hold me close! I knew if I lost everything that was around me… God’s presence and peace still surrounds me! He made it very evident and so clear. Whatever happens in life... HE IS ALWAYS HERE! He picked me up when I felt lonely and depressed! With him in my life… I felt comforted and blessed! My problems didn’t disappear in just one day! But through life’s trials… God made a way! Whatever difficulty or problem you may face… Won’t you accept God’s gift of mercy and grace? He can do more than any other power can do! And brings meaning to the words; “I LOVE YOU!” By Jim Pemberton


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Blood of a liar, mark of a thief

You took it all
(I held my breath)
You screamed my name
(as you fell to your death)
The crowed gathered round
but I stood tall
with your body laying so broken
you've never looked so small

The rain started pouring down
(oh how I smiled)
There were sirens in the distance
(only a half a mile)
Down below the screaming sounds
I can't hear a thing
everyone's gaze is upon me
waiting for the once caged bird to sing

(Liar)
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
(Thief)
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme

The rain washes away the evidence
(the blood, sweat, and tears)
But rain can't wash away everythng
(no, not everything)
not the pain suffered through the years

Your words were so sweet
who was I to judge
I fell for your parlor tricks
over the edge with one small nudge
Such a beautiful disguise you wore
silly little me
I fell into your web of lies
far too young to ever see

(Liar)
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
(Thief)
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme

You could have been mine
(does it hurt now, hush, be quiet now)
You sold your soul for a good time
(does it hurt now, hush, don't speak now)
Did you think I'd never know?
(does it hurt now, does it hurt now)
Now you must reap the crop you've sewn

(Liar)
You promised me everything
did your words mean nothing
were they empty
lifeless without a theme
(Thief)
You took hold of my heart
shredded my soul, raped my mind
did it mean anything
was I even worth it
ir just another part to your scheme

(Liar)
You had such a pretty little plan
(Thief)
Carried out by such a careless little man


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THE DOVE

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

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

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

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

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


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When Life Get's TOUGH

I’m here to tell you that when “the going get’s rough…” A simple, “God bless you!” May not be enough! Just when you think things in life are getting you down… And perhaps there’s “not a friend anywhere to be found…” Perhaps… Right now… You find yourself right there! Let me encourage you to try some prayer! Jesus is as close as the mention of his name! With him in control… Things will never be the same! He’ll speak peace to the raging waters of life’s ocean… And will give to you… His 100% “love potion!” He’ll bring peace and healing to your heart and home. He’s always there with you. You’re NEVER alone! The chains of discouragement will simply disappear… His perfect love will cast out all fear! He’ll pick up the pieces of life that are broken... As you allow his words of love and hope to be spoken. He’ll do for you what no power or god can do… He’s here right now He’s waiting for YOU! By Jim Pemberton 04/26/11


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Remember

The sun cracks to wake the day,the smell of bacon in the air 
as I awake to start the day.
I remember
My grandmother in the kitchen, always with a smile,
I remember
Summer vacation was always fun,things to do,chores to be done,
grandma always made it fun
I remember
A scent, a smell, a song, a touch to bring all back
I remember
Those days are gone but in my mind grandma is still in the
kitchen with a smile.
I remember


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THE COLOUR OF MY LIFE

True greatness should not be measured in terms of silver and gold or in the 
value of a man's possessions.
But...on the number of hearts touched...
The number of sacrifices made for others...
Who could ever forget the smiles you painted on sad faces?
The encouragement you gave to the weary...
Your impeccable pieces of advice...
Mama...you were a great mother to all...
Different things you meant to different people.
To me...you were the colour of my life...
Colour has unexpectedly disappeared...but atleast she left me beautiful shades 
of her memory...
Mama...you left an indeliable mark on the world.
Everlasting footprints you've left on mother earth.
Your footsteps I would follow Mama!
'Cos I know that it's the only way...
The only chance I've got, to see you again...
To be with you in heaven!.


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MOTHER TO MOTHER

I know that you only want what is best for your child.
I know this because I only want the best for all of mine.
I know you know that the best does not always consist of full filling their wants but it 
requires full filling their needs.
I know this because I can't always full fill every wants, though I may want to, but their 
needs are meet daily.
I know you want to see your child happy.
I know this because I love to see my children happy.
It brings my heart such joy to see my children at play, laughing, running and just being 
children.
I know you do your best to provide for your child.
I know this because of the things I have done for my children, which those things haven't 
always been easy.
I know why you do the things you do for your child.
I know this because, I too am a mother, and there is no greater love than a mother's love.
This is why, you and I do the things we do for our children.
We are mothers and there is no greater love than a mother's love.
I do understand and I do know what it is to want the best and want to see your child do 
well.
I love to see my children succeed and meet the goals that have been set for them.
Children are truly a blessing, although sometimes you may have to go through pain to get 
to the blessing.
I know there is no greater love than a mother's love.
I know this because I am a mother.


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Mama

Mama I love you so.
Thank you for seeing me grow.
I wish only for you to be happy forever.
I had hoped we'de find that together.
I want you to know I look up to you.
You are the hero in my heart forever true.
Don't forget to look in the mirror.
And proudly announce, I am not fear.
Mama I love you so much.
I will forever remember your gentle touch.
Thank you mama for being my friend.
Thank you for believing in me till my end.
Mama please know your importance to me.
Your an inspiration to my family.


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You

(Dedicated to Brandi)

Many nights
You came to my room. 

Only I know your
Needs. You give up when you 
Lay wake at night.
You have cried in the dark 

Wanting my presence 
Inside of your mind. 
Still I protect you. Please don’t forget
How long ago, I promised my ear.  


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Needs

Keeping busy
thinking less
emotionally numb
feeling suppressed
from unhappiness
going through motions
to please other people
empty spaces
filled with others
crying alone
in quiet corners
loving mothers
seeking cover
comforting the inner
child within.

Same old story
feeling immune
kept on the side
stored in vacuum
nowhere to hide
routine in broken record
on the same speed
self-sacrificing themselves
from wants and needs
just to please without release.

Picture perfect scenerio
with a frozen smile
lonely in heart
deep inside
turmoil boils
brewing underneath
ready for explosion
from the heat of denial.


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Godparents

Sometimes God may take away
Our Beloved Mom's and Dad's,
He has a bigger plan for them
that we may never understand.

But, that is why Our Parents 
decided long ago,
to choose Two Special People
They knew would Love Us So.

These People are also Parents,
But, we put God before that name,
Because they show the kind of Love,
that's EXACTLY like the same.

Exactly The Same Kind of Love
That God gives whether we are Good or Bad,
They're Always there to Smile at You,
Or Hold You when You're Sad.

These Two Special People,
I KNEW Right From The Start,
Would ALWAYS be Right There For Me,
We would Never Grow Apart.

And so My Dearest Godparents,
I say to You today; You have
A HUGE Place in My Heart,
That IS Forever there to Stay.


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More Than a Mother by Kenny Davis

More Than a Mother by Kenny Davis

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re a better part of my heart
Through all the tears, I look to you
For me, that’s where the joy starts

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re more like a guiding light
There in the mists of the darkness
I am drawn to you, burning so bright

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re like the sunlight after the rain
A comfort after the troubles
Removing all of my pain

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re my calm before the storm
Keeping me grounded, keeping me focused
So my faith may take its form

You’re more than a mother to me
My personal North Star
Finding myself following your glistening glow
For times, when I shall stray afar

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re like the first day of spring
Each smile from you, a simple ray of sunshine
Angels and birds would sing

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re my absolute best friend
Of all the times we have spent and shared
I hope and pray they never end

You’re more than a mother to me
You’re truly one of a kind
I am truly blessed to have a mother like you
I am glad to say you’re mine

© May 2010 K. Davis


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For You

I wrapped my arms around myself, 
And squeezed with all my might, 
The biggest hug there ever was, 
Popped out and took to flight. 

I pursed my lips and puckered up, 
To send to you a kiss, 
I closed my eyes and made a wish, 
That neither one would miss, 

I waved my hands before they left, 
And cast a little spell 
To guide them both from me to you, 
Through a magic wishing well 

Then I wished for one more thing, 
Before my deed was done 
That my hug and kiss be felt 
With every setting sun 

I did this so that every night 
Your dreams be free from fear 
And so you'll know, though you're away 
That Momma's always near


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My Quilt

My Quilt--far more than just cloth.
No simple construction of yarns or fibers ;
Still, just material pieces, cut from beautiful fabrics.
But, delicately hand stitched.
Intricately woven with love.
Patiently she took her time ;
With me, kept in mind.
Her lovely patchwork design.
Not luxury, but the softest texture.
And the quality of her structure--superb.
My GrandMother's superior perfection ;
Done with loving affection.

A true work of art--from her heart.
So cozy on chilly nights--
She knew just how -to-do them right.
My Quilt--My Grandma made for me...
In my thoughts, I hold her tight.
The One I cherished, so dear...
She's near, as I pray each night.
My Quilt...for years has comforted me.
At the end of my bed--always displayed.
Over time has become a little frayed.
It still brings me to tears, when I see--
My Quilt...
That my GrandMother made--
Just for me.


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To A Very Special Mother

Thank you Jesus for 
giving me my mother.
She's "one in a million!"  
There is no other!

She's blessed her 
family as well.
I love and appreciate her. 
 Can't you tell?

She was there to teach 
me right from wrong.
And Godly principles that 
certainly belong!

I haven't strayed from
 her God-given duty.
As a reflection of his love 
and an inner beauty.

May her life be blessed... 
 Beyond measure!
Thank you mom!  
You're a great treasure!

By Jim Pemberton


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ERIC IS GOING TO IRAQ

Linda is making her urgent plea today
to all who read her desperate message;
she asks for comforting words and prayers
for her son Eric, who is going to Iraq, whose
pride and courage reflects a young age.


Go, Eric from your loved Motherland
and bring along the Star-Spangled flag...
to remind you of a mission of liberty,
to open the eyes of those deceived by tyranny;
go, Eric and bring along God's mercy. 


Saying goodbye may be too hard,
so let tears flow to release much pain,
and your sacrifice is another child's gain...
an American soldier being there to transform ugliness into beauty,
to let him, or her see how a kind and loving stranger can change their destiny.


Go, Eric and make America proud with your manly ego,
and tell your mom that another unforgettable hero
will be added to the long list of those who planted their seed;  
and on his return his family and friends will hug him
and congratulate him for his bravery and grit.


God's protection is invoked by a well-wisher and a caring person like me...
to bring you home in the shortest time, safe and sound;
and may the desert nights help you find that special friend in the stars,
and may the long days resemble the radiant sun's face, and should
you break down and cry: don't let despair be your demise.


Embrace your mother, and kiss her tenderly,
show her how strong and confident you are...
to go overseas and engage in a war still fought with atrocity;
look afar...visualize the moments of your glory:
when you'll land on your adored and beloved shore.  


Inspired by Linda-Marie Bariana's Blog


Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci


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Purpose

I've always wondered what I wanted to be A beautiful bird that flies or a fish in the sea? A rocky mountain to climb to the very top Or simply a mother and wife to tie the knot I've always said I could be what I wanted to be Or a stationary plum or sweet apple tree A stream that sings you lullabies to sleep Or a scary spider or snake --- free to creep It wasn't until tonight what I wanted to be I recall An author, mother, wife, and Officer of the Law A colorful shape to fight evil on good's side But also a mother and wife I want to confide An author of poetry --- I'll write to my full emotion A mother of a son whom I'll love with all devotion A wife to a man who Heaven and Earth I will move And an Officer of Law to bring the town good news Of all of my purposes the questions I've asked Of all this wasted time inside I have basked I believe tonight I answered my life's purpose And established the starting stone of a new surface


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My Strength Renewed, My Rock

On the day of July nine 
In the year of ninety and six. 
Her heart was so pure and so fine 
But too weak for the surgeon to fix. 
Her eyes still shown bright as day 
But her frail body had wasted away 
Her smile as warm as the love 
That she gave through Jesus above 
She knew she would not pull through 
But not one moment of sadness or blue 
Did she cast to her loved ones there 
Who waited and prayed for her care 
The Day was the twelfth of July 
The hours ticked endlessly by 
Many friends and family too 
People I never knew 
Came to say their farewells 
To a sister who with Jesus now sails 
On a peaceful and gentle tide 
To ever abide at his side 
As the service came to a close 
And the time was as everyone knows 
To cover her body with earth 
Though her spirit had now a new birth 
From out of the crowd stepped a child 
Who's heart like her grandmother's  was mild 
She picked up a shovel and prayed 
As everyone stood there dismayed 
Some tried to keep her from her task 
She looked to her Grandpa with eyes that ask 
He said to those who had tried 
To stop this child at the side 
Of her grandmother's still open grave 
With shovel in hand and heart so brave 
Let her be was his reply 
She's strong enough I won't deny 
She then began her chosen task 
Permitted to do what her heart had ask 
Shovel by shovel and tear by tear 
Her respect paid true to a lady so dear 
At the tender young age of only ten
This little girl whose life has been 
Directed and sculpted by the events of that day 
And by the grandmother who taught her to pray 
Just ten precious years she shared with her here 
But forever in her heart her grandmother is near 
I am the mother of this brave little child 
And never has any heart been so mild 
The day was the twelfth of July 
And to my Mother I said good bye 
A new strength was shown to me that day 
In the child I had birthed and taught to play 
Grandmother's shoes are not easy to fill 
But with a heart of gold and the strength and will 
She to this day has been my best friend 
In absence of Mother my rock to the end 
Now twelve years later a woman full grown 
No longer here with me, elsewhere on her own 
No matter the distance in miles or in time 
She still fills the shoes of that Mother so fine 
And knowing her task will never be done 
She looks to the Heaven's, The Father, The Son 
But also she looks for a glimpse now and then 
From the Grandmother she knows will hold her again


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It's Ok Mama To Let Go

it's ok mama to let go
for the angels told me so
i'm no longer afraid 
to be on my own

it's ok mama to let go
go be with daddy 
so he doesn't feel 
so all alone

it's ok mama to let go
you've earn your wings
for god has told me so

it's ok mama to let go
i'll be waiting and watching
for your spirits aglow

it's ok mama to let go
for god exponged that cancer
and now lets you travel to and fro



Happy Mother's Day Mama {1934 - 2005 }
RIP


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Guardian Mommies

Mommies are Guardian Angels
Who stand before the Gate,
Protecting all those who enter
With a smile upon their face
With warmth and love she nurtures
to mend a broken heart
Her eyes are filled with wisdom
And her ears, they hear the heart


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Flee Immorality And Seek God's Purity



Flee Immorality And Seek God’s Purity! God’s word says to “flee from sexual immorality.” And to seek HIS wholesomeness and purity! It reminds us that our flesh “wars against our soul.” From every temptation, we must let go! With each day, there’s a battle that rages on… It’s a battle for doing what is right or wrong! God’s word must be the moral compass for our direction. We need to seek his word for much needed correction! We need to present our lives as pure to God above… And seek to be filled with his goodness and love! We need to be filled with things virtuous and good. We ought to live as a follower of Christ should! We must run fast from the “sinful traps” we encounter! We need to seek his holiness, majesty and power! God wants for each of us HIS very best! All ungodly things in our life need to be “put to rest!” God’s will in each of us, needs to be our goal! For only Jesus can truly make us complete and whole! Why not allow God’s to give you peace and contentment? And give him your life with a 100% commitment? By Jim Pemberton


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To My Mum.

                                                 To My Mum.

You gave me love,support and strength,for the things in life I feared
You always tried to help me,so that all my paths were cleared.
You'd take me by the hand,when I was lost and lonely,
You gave me all I know,could come from a Mother only.
And even when I let you down,and you would hurt inside
You'd never take away your love,for in you I could confide.
Your like the Lord to me you are,You always stay the same,
As with Him,also with you,I've only to call your name.
I know I let you down Mum,and for those times I'm truely sorry,I'd never think of 
the hurt you'd feel,how sick you'd get with worry,
But I know now,and I"m ashamed ,of what I'd done to you,
And I just wanted to tell you Mum,forever and always I love you.

By Sharon.L.Leonard.  27th,July,2007.


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Our Heavenly Father's Love


Our Father's Love... Many don't think about their heavenly father's love. And forget about his mercy, grace and love. That day when God's son was to die. His tender heart begin to bleed and cry. The wondrous love that God demonstrated. A plan of salvation has been orchestrated. Are you of the many who follow him? Where you can find an atonement for your sin. He patiently waits for you this very day. And loves you much more than words can say. This moment in time... With your heavenly father can be spent. Lay your every burden at his feet. And repent. Though your sins be as black as scarlet... They can be white as snow. His precious blood can wash you clean and make you whole! You will walk away from guilt and shame. The day you bow and call on Jesus' holy name! By Jim Pemberton


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I Pray For My Children

 

I Pray For My Children… As a parent, having raised my kids.. I wanted to be a good example in how I lived. Disappointments and failures… I’ve had my share! I still love them and will always care! I didn’t want to “run away,” like many do… I want to be there to tell them; “I love you!” I did my best to give them a God given dedication… And to help them in a Bible based education. Now the years have passed and my kids are grown… Very soon, they’ll all be out of the home. I pray for God’s blessing in their days ahead. May the Bible be their source of “daily bread.” I pray that the Lord will guide their every step… May a love for God in their hearts be kept! Lord, please keep them from evil and harm… And keep them safe and secure in your arms! I pray that one day in heaven, I will see.. All my kids with me... For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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My dearest papa

Lingering, in the dusky haze,
Is your ever-affectionate gaze,
Your effervescence, always, does stay,
To my heart, marking its way,
This eternal tranquil love of yours,
Every problem, it successfully cures, 
Your blessings, with devotion, I do heed,
You beyond doubt, O Papa, are a dreadful need,
A phase of rejuvenation, of my life, this is,
Affected by a warm hug, a small kiss,
A deep significance, this triumph beholds,
From this, a love lasting an eon, unfolds,
Dear Daddy, all that I wanna tell,
There’s a prominent spot in my heart where you dwell,
Success would have merely been,
A far- fetched reverie once seen.
But you gave me a great chance,
To strike up, and accomplish my trance,
Daddy, you corrected all my mistakes,
And I’ll always value that, whatever it takes. .
I at all times do wonder,
Why opportunities go all blunder,
Why the problems ain’t solved in an instant,
Why before every trouble, life has to bend,
You led me out of the doubts,
Fished a grin out of my pouts,
Life is to face, fight and fright them all,
With you beside, dad, I can really stand tall,
Confusions always flicker in my mind,
Does God exist, I really wanna find,
But a look at my dad and mom, once I take,
And my heart tells me, “Now don’t fake,
“There they stand, before thee,
“And all the while, you moron can’t see”,
The realization, in me, soon did dawn,
Such a great fortune— from God was I born!


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Honey Mommy Day

Your name begins with a B,
And I’m your first baby…
I should always tell you
You’re sweet like a Bumblebee
That has a Heart of Gold.
Being as Gold as Honey.
I love you, Mommy.
I also want to tell you 
To believe you are
The most pretty among 
All the other Queen Bees.
You have a kind Queen’s beauty.
You’re my mother,
So Honey Mommy Day.


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Is Your Life Running On EMPTY

Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







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Honor Thy Parents

`Honor thy father and mother` ~Ten Commandments it is She who has given birth to me, it is He who has worked to raise me, it is They who have given me life and kept me alive. I should be expressing my eternal gratitude, My undying respect and sworn obedience, yet what do I do? Their kindness and love, I forsake, Their faces, weary from working to support me, I curse at, The loyalty, respect and gratitude they deserve, I forget. I bury myself with guilt, I don`t know how to ask forgiveness, I find it hard to express my feelings with honesty. I have at least filial piety, Obligated by nature and by God, to honor my parents. Yet till now I always curse them when I don`t mean to, I answer back before I stop my cursed mouth, and I don`t give them to honor they deserve. I am the worst daughter, I have the best parents, I cry myself to sleep.


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Now A Man

I am blessed she tells herself,
her heart bursting with pride.

Through mascara drenched tears,
she feels overwhelmed with love.

He did it, she whispers softly.
My baby, my life, my gift from above.

As her heart races, she beams from within.
This beautiful,  precious life I created,
you are my joy, my happiness, my purpose for living.

She recalls smiling, his first wobbly steps,
his first day of school, his first heartbreak.

He looks so handsome in his pristine uniform,
his shoes so polished,  white gloves, first time worn.

My beautiful baby, my handsome son,
please be safe, please stay strong.

Carry with you your convictions, and always my love,
stand tall, be brave, hold your head high above.

As he walked over for one final hug,
she held him tight; hearts beating as one.

As he turned away without hesitation,
she prayed the Lord would keep him safe.

For at this moment,
though she could hardly stand,
his life was his own;

He was now a man.


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Follower - REVISED

I was a follower
A coward,
 
Just trying to fit in
In this busy, busy empire
 
Then I met a person,
who believed she had it all
not in the bad way, as you would suppose
 
She gave me some advice,
Can you guess what it was?
 
Simple and plain,
Just powerful enough:
 
She said if you hold your head up high
But not so far
That your nose is in the sky...
 
If you're proud of what you acquire,
Your confidence shoots higher
 
If you speak up, voice your opinion,
Let people know that you’re not just another minion...
 
If you be who you want to,
And forget the people who say it’s not you...
 
And if you are kind to others,
Especially your mother
 
YOU are a leader.
You ARE a leader.
You are a LEADER.
 
If you stand up for  the people that you may not even know
Tell that ignorant harasser just to get up and go
 
If you know where you should be,
There’s a whole lot you can see
 
If others think you're worth nothing,
Show them they’re wrong by saying
 
“You're wasting your time by trying to waste mine!”
And just walk away
 
Make sure to tell them
That
 
You’re a leader,
But what are they?


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Wounded

Lonely and alone, single now with the children my only comfort and yet a reminder.
The divorce a tug of war between me and her for what once was mine, I thought.
My heart lies languid and still a deep dark mountain pool, without flutter or ripples.
The waves and white water emotions will come flooding in after dark.
Our little ones must not glimpse in me the ugly cuts and scars of your infidelity. 
 I force myself into our once cramped now too empty bed.
 I can now cry quietly in solitude for love and affection like a wounded animal.
I silently scream to be touched, to be reached for, and to be desired.
I miss you I still love you I would forgive you I still want you, Joe where are you?
I hide in the shadows of my despair, dream of killing her, torturing painfully and slowly?
I’ll be gouging out her eyes with one degrading glare a smile and a snicker.
I’m gutting her slowly with only the nightly beckoning of my little finger.
A tryst in the Sykes parking lot in the back seat of our car inches from your son’s safety seat.
Pass a silent gift a potential killer and ruin her womanhood and child bearing potential, almost taking her life.
Rip apart her family with whispered AM phone calls and PM come hither stares.
Strip her self-esteem and ego depositing them without remorse in a blender set to puree.
I would do to her all that she has done to me and more, I am lonely, alone, single now and only them to thank.
  

                                                                 Summer Gratias


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A DAUGTER'S PRAYER

Dear Lord

Thank you for giving me the mother I had
Thank you for always helping her 
Thank you for making her so sweet
For her unconditional love
Her kind spirit and gentle words.

Thank you Lord for the time we had
All the good times and the bad
Dear Lord you know the pain I have
The longing for her everyday
I know you need her now.

There was so much I still
Wanted to say and do
Dear Lord I ask you now
To please help me through
Take good care of her

My Mother whom I loved so…..


This poem is in remembrance of my mother-in-law.
I dedicate this to my sister-in-law.


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A Toast To Mom

oh the weather outside is frightful
and having snowball fights were so delightful

getting hit in the butt and head
then laughing cause you start seeing red

hooking on car bumpers for a little ride
wearing tennis shoes we did slip and slide

mama yelling to get off or you'll be dead
we never listened to what she had said

socks for gloves to keep little hands warm
even amidst a blizzards storm

soaked from head to foot
looking like santa's outfit full of soot

but what I remember about fun the most
was waiting for mama's hot coco and apple butter toast


on that speical Christmas morning day
before the Lord had came and taken her away


   {R.I.P. Mama}


Happy Holidays All
Love Kathy And Jenny

Also Entry For 
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Songs In Poem Form
Gl All


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Yours

I am doing all I can
To make sure you get the world.
I am doing all I can
To make sure happiness is yours.
I am doing my best
For you,
For your life,
For your soul.

My strengths will become yours
And you will surpass me.
My prayers will guide you
And you will find what you seek.
My hope and love will blanket you
But… you won’t know me.

I refuse to let you
See my pain.
I refuse to show you
The cruelness in my life.
My mountain is not yours
And all I need to do
Is love and watch over you.

I am your conscience
Your strength
Your angel
Your mother.

11/07
A.B.


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After All These Years Still IN LOVE

Still In Love...
My son came to me with 
a question on his mind.
I said; “Not now son—
I just don't have the time.”

He said, “Daddy—are you still 
in love with Mommy?”
“Do you love her like you did when 
I was in her tummy?”

My eyes choked with tears; 
“Yes son I really do!”
“I'm in love with her...
and I appreciate you.”

“Daddy—will you always love
me like you do mom?”
“Yes my son—my love for you 
will always belong.”

I looked down and much
to my surprise.
There were tears running
down my sons's eyes.

He came running to me with 
his arms wide open.
“Thank you daddy” were his words spoken.

I picked him up and gave
him a great big hug.
As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug.

His little arm reached up to grab my hand.
I knew that what I said,
he began to understand.

I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife.
She's been such a blessing-
a great part of my life!

By Jim Pemberton 
2006


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Let's Keep Marriage STRONG


Let’s Keep Marriage Strong! In marriages, we often fail to Be take time to communicate… To be honest with each other… Truthful and straight! In each other… We need to look for the BEST! And not treat each other like a “pest.” We don’t need to speak words that’ll cause harm… But to love each other with an opened arm! May we serve one another with compassion and love! Knowing we were brought together from God above! Just think about the first day you were wed… Remember the words; “I love you” were often said! We need to keep marriages together no matter the cost! Divorce leads to so much tragedy and a huge loss! By Jim Pemberton


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Another Saints gone home

We just got the news today
she will soon be going away
the doctors done all that they can do
but it's not over for her
she's just going home
she's faught her fight 
Her battles now are through

another saints gone home Hallelujah
another child of God reaches Her heavenly home
another saints gone home Hallelujah
Praise the Lord 
for now at last her victory is won

When the time has come for me to go away
I want my friends and family to see
that its not time to mourn
but to celebrate 
this life I've lived
 I pray they all may sing

another saints gone on hallelujah
another child of God reaches the Heavenly gates
another saints gone home hallelujah
Praise the Lord
Some day we'll see her in the heavely home.

By Treasa Jarvis 
Dedicated to the memory of my grandmother Beulah Campbell who was a great 
inspiration to me..


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Have and the have nots

grabbing at straws the luck of the draw
some live big some live raw
a few like gods on hills of gold
every things fine just do what were told

A man on the corner needs something to eat
money walks by thinks dirty deadbeat
separated so the poor don't offend
at least when your down no need to pretend

late at night at the castle on the hill
a drunken success pops another pill
doesn't talk to his kids doesn't have real friends
his wife loves spending and the hottest new trends

a mother and her children prepare for the meal
what little there is seems so surreal
Everyday she struggles to provide
all she has is love and great strength inside

the driver takes him to the company he owns
he makes money by working others to there bones
always watching for a worker whose down
to remind them hes got the best jobs in town

eight sharp she takes the bus into work
she works for sol ittle just to please some rich jerk
the boss points out maybe its time for some new clothes
hes pays so little cares nothing for what she owes


the girls need braces but theres no way to pay
she smiles real big and says well get em someday
but shes knows she probably wont ever afford
she can barely make rent on her own accord

when he enters his mansion he feels quite alone
a beautiful house but know sign of a home
he decides it be better if workers lost there medical coverage
the company will save and even the overage

two people so very different one thinks hes what most people want to aspire to
the other wonders how long she can hold two sick days she'd be out on the street
the first one is selfish drinks every night avoids his family and lies a lot to
the second is down but will never give up and her children love her she is so sweet

these two people we see everyday I'm willing to bet you may look away
she just doesn't know how to save irresponsible i hear people say
when you see the man in his top notch suit and perfect smile
i hear people say what an outstanding man i like to talk for a while

When i see the man in his thespian role i feel a ting of pity in the heart in the soul
all the money doesn't help him see the person he his the one he could be
when i see the women struggle all day i wonder why we aren't all this way
her strength and courage virtues indeed a path of love is always richer then  one of greed 


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Next Sunday after luncheon

Each Sunday after luncheon
As long as it’s not cold
My parents have their little walk
Although they’re getting old 

It’s their routine, they’ve done it
Ever since I was a lad
Each Sunday after luncheon
Just me and Mum and Dad

At three o’clock they like to stop
To have a cup of tea
A sticky bun for Dad and Mum
A sticky bun for me

We’ll sit down by the bandstand
To have our little snack
Then when they’re done, my Dad and Mum
Its time drive them back

I drop them off at four o’clock
And see them safely in
I say goodbye Mum starts to cry
“We will do this again?”

I tell them I will call them
And we’ll have a little talk
Then, next Sunday after luncheon
We’ll all go out for our walk

©  John W Fenn  11-04-2009


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Are You Discouraged Feel Like Giving Up Without A Job


It was me that my
savior chose...
He’s supplied all my needs—
my food and clothes. 

He was there when I was
laid off from work.
Satan was saying, 
“you’re no good—just a jerk.” 

I admit; “my accomplishments—
I do not boast.”
But I do exalt the Father,
the Son and Holy Ghost. 

If not for God’s love,
I’d be dead, this I know.
This is the reason why
I love him so! 

He’s done so much for me—
it’s hard to express.
The privilege of being God’s son—
I am so blessed! 

I was a clay jar all broken apart,
But the potter put me together
from his heart. 

The glue he used was his
love for me,
That’s why I’m happy
and set free! 

This I know and hope
you’ll understand,
He’ll do the same for you—
just reach out your hand! 


By Jim Pemberton
2005


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Dear Mom And Dad

Are you the same mom and dad 
I used to know?
Since I left the house… 
many years ago? 

Both who carefully taught 
me the Christian ways.
Don’t seem to care 
what the Bible says. 

You were there to give correction
with a belt in hand.
But now are doing things…
 I don’t understand. 

What happened to the father’s love 
I once seen in your eyes?
You’ve somehow twisted God's 
truth into corruptible lies. 

You’ve broken my heart 
dear mom and dad.
I’m praying for you… 
but my heart grows sad. 

Please… Just this once…
 Listen to me!
I want the Godly parents 
you used to be! 

Please make me proud of the
parents I once knew.
And know that I really love
and appreciate you.
 
You’re my mom and dad… 
You’re the world to me.
And you’re special to God...
It’s plain to see! 

May your days be blessed and 
God’s presence fill your soul.
I will always love you no matter
where you may go. 

Thanks mom and dad for reading
this “special letter.”
With God on board… 
Things will get better! 

By Jim Pemberton
2007





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You're Going To Get A Good Whoopin Now

there was 
a naughty girl
and a naughty 
girl was she
for nothing 
would she do
but peek at 
christmas gifts
with glee
she would
look for name
like was a game
still curious
and bound
little pokes
in presents
were found
now she
had to
grabbed tape
oops late
in came mom
caught 
without sound
she laughed
I cried
said sorry
gift taken
from thee
how dad
did
spank me



Happy Holidays To All
Love Kathy & Jenny

Entry For Brian Strand's 
Bio Christmas Parlour Poetry Contest
GL All


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Who Love's Ya Baby

who loves ya baby
hmmm now let me see

I know my mommy did
even though her shoes I did hid

I think my daddy did
when I didn't make him snid

brothers and sisters well maybe just a little
when I didn't get in the middle

my grandpa and grandma surely does
for I'll do anything for them just because

I know my little girl loves her momma
even better than president Obama

my dogs and cats loves me
even if they continue to make me sneeze

even my close friends new and old still spark the love
for we will alway's go on and well above

paperboy surely does
cause I tip him for keeping my paper out of bushes and shrubs

milkman used to
when I didn't make him shu

bill collectors oh yes
for I'm their baby who they love the best

so who loves me
well lets just continue to see



Tribute To Love



Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's 
Who Love's Ya Baby Contest


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Personality of My Life

My mothers’ morals and her quarrels,
Shaped my life, with wise words so rife,
She was so bold, and frequently told.
Her feelings straight, sometimes irate,

My father was a quiet man, with a plan.
Strong and respected, his style requested.
Honor and accuracy, with great diplomacy,
Shaping my soul, with a respectful goal,

She used lexis, to frame her axis.
Using words plain, to show her pain,
Using her mind, for everyone combined.
She would gain, showing others their disdain.

When my father spoke, everyone awoke.
Not much to say, but didn’t play.
He guided with truth, with great sleuth.
Rigid as steel, but had a heart that could feel,

Favorite words so pure, came out so sure.
“Sticks and stones may break your bones”
“Names will never hurt you”, this I now knew.
However, they do, but do not stick like glue.

My parents gave me reality, with much dignity.
Shaped my personality, gave my soul principality.
Gave my life meaning, with great intervening,
I am proud to say this day; I give love everyway.


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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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' Clearly Grace ... ' 42nd Senryu


  Yeah, Can’t Wait To Taste
But, Before We Feed Our Face …
     Get A Glass Of Grace


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LOVE

You are the hope amidst the sorrow
You are the strength to build tomorrow 
You are the light that leads a blind mans day
You are the hope 
You are the strength 
Love perfect in every way 


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What you are made up to be

foolish within that shows through the skin, you're hopeless but hoping for the worst for me. I don't care for you, and never will. You will see when you burn in hell, in the future near you'll see that I wasn't the one wrong, so don't try to be sincere. You think it's all about you, when the truth is no one wants anything to do with you. You've already over thought it all, and now you're all alone starring at the wall. I bet you realize now that the pain you feel you caused yourself. Within in all, comes the suffering of withdraw. All the pills that you've swallowed won't save your sorrow.


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Jesus Is A True Foundation For Your Marriage

As a child, in church, I was raised.
Taught the Bible 
and the Christian ways.

At an early age, I invited Jesus in.
Learning what was right 
and what was sin.

I looked up to my parents--I really did.
I was so proud of the
way they lived.

They were the world to me--
I was so proud.
Then one day there appeared 
a very dark cloud.

This cloud hovered over my parents, 
whom I loved so dear.
Soon the ugly face of divorce
was soon to appear.

I prayed for them-
I desperately tried.
The many nights I lay 
awake and cried.

How could this happen?
 I often wondered.
To have a wonderful marriage
so utterly plundered.

A sin crept in--and was
allowed to prevail.
Soon this marriage 
began to fail.

Let this be a warning to me and to all.
Playing with sin will cause us to fall.

If your life is heading 
toward a separation,
build your marriage on Jesus--
a true foundation! 

He can Do what no 
other power can do...
And give NEW meaning
 to the words; "I LOVE YOU!"

By Jim Pemberton 
 2008


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Are We Being Driven to God's Elimination


Are We Being Driven to God’s Elimination? In the names of diversity and anti-discrimination. It’s like we’re being driven to God’s elimination! God is being “forced” from many institutions! All in the name of this country’s constitution! We’re told that God and this country must be “separated.” Anything less is what many would call; “discriminated.” Any forms of Godly virtues or values are “torn down.” Any symbol of a cross is often “removed from the town.” It’s no wonder that this country’s in such a big mess! And yet this country wants to be strong and blessed? “What shall the righteous do if the foundations are destroyed?” Meanwhile, the tide of ungodliness, is often “enjoyed.” Those who are trying to remove God! You must beware! His judgment is soon coming! And will catch you unaware! There’s will come a day! When God’s wrath you will endure! The wages of sin is death! This is very true and sure! People may think that removing God is the “thing to do.” Anyone who attempts to do will wind up as “a fool.” Only God can fill the void in life and true love within! Only God has the power to free your soul from sin! The words; “in God we trust,” in our lives must be applied! Everything we’ll ever need… God has supplied! God is this country’s hope! It’s only true foundation! We need HIM right now! To come and heal our nation! By Jim Pemberton


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My Family

My family loves me.
My parents wore gentle gloves
While they raised me
When I was a baby.
My mother and father
Save me from drowning
Whether in aquatic places
Or in one of my emotional despair traces.
My grandparents care for me,
Even if they rub in the truth
Too frankly and bluntly.
The bad things other say about me
Are not true.
But my family will always
Bring me through sad times.
I am glad my aunts, uncles, and cousins are mine.
My family knows me as a
One of a kind child.
They are what save me.


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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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Dear Lord Please Cleanse My Mind

Im alone now... the family's 
gone to bed.
sinful thoughts have 
entered my head

I don't know which
 direction to turn.
My mind feels like a fire... 
"ready to burn."

"Jesus help me!" is 
my cry and prayer.
I know you listen and 
you care!.

I don't want to think on thoughts
which trap and allure.
But to memorize God's word--
so holy and pure!

God's word is a light unto my feet...
 a lamp unto my path.
By HIS word directing me--
I'll avoid God's wrath!

Thank you Lord for being patient, 
loving and kind.
And thanks for giving me more
 of a Christ-like mind.

Your loving kindness has 
now filled my soul.
And by your word... my mind's 
been made whole! 

By Jim Pemberton
2007


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my motherII

i have known this lady 
since i was a baby
she took care of me from the womb
not leading me to the tomb
all she gave me was love so pure
of that i am always sure
we do have our differences
but i love her all the same
through thick and thin she's been there
she is my personal angel
my own mother
she is like no other
she's always there when i need her
and i love her more than words can say


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Thanksgiving Day

Of all the people in my life that I am thankful to
I know there's not alot but one stands out among the few
If teachers rated people you'd score high among the curve
But since they don't, you never get the credit you deserve
You're known for giving freely, asking nothing in return
Even when no "thank you" comes your way you don't feel spurned
The love you show burns like a light as brilliant as the sun
More reliable than AT&T, It reaches everyone
I'm that sure you are wondering who I am talking about
I'll speak it in a normal voice, Although my heart will shout
The person I want to dedicate this Thanksgiving Day to
Is my Grandmother whom I love so much, and honestly... THANK YOU


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" MOTHER YOU'RE SPECIAL TO ME!!!"

Mother you're special to me
And I want the whole world to see
That I'm thankful as I can be
Mother you're lovely,beautiful,you make each day worth while
You're intelligent,with a sweet caring smile
Mother you're the 1 that I adore
Your love is like nothing experienced before
Mother you loved me from the very start
You're always doing your part
I'll forever love you with all of my heart.


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TWO COUNTRIES LOVED BY ME

How wrong is the notion than having two great loves...
doesn't make a heart absorb what it immensely adores.


My natural motherland is that southern European country
kisses by the warm waves of the Mediterrean sea,
where a great empire rose and conquered others,
only defeated by the barbarians like the Huns.


My adopted motherland was discovered by Columbus,
who with three ships sailed the Atlantic Ocean confidently, 
hoping to find a route to India, the land of spices and mystery...
and he thought all along it he had found it without any loss.


The first one made a dreamer out of me overnight,
and inspired me with her breathtaking landscapes and skies;
who has ever see Mount Vesuvius throught a teenager's eyes,
and be somewhat moved by the magnificent sight?
  

The second one nourished my erring and poetic spirit so sensible:
seeing snow-capped mountains, green vallies and sun-drenched canyons;
there all thoughts fled to find inspiration...like kids playing with crayons,
attempting to draw with ingenuity images very awesome and beautiful.


These two countries are loved by me as I loved sweet mother;
the old one holds her strict religious values and the other has more realistic freedom,
not suggesting to quickly discard one, and embrace the other;
I will definitely love them both and honor their flags with the joyful beats of my drum.


How happy and grateful I am to have had these friends fulfilling my worthiness
that  daily shaped my character and broadened my avenues towards success.


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Cradle Dream

Dream child float away
lilting through the night
on your summer bed
softly in shadows sweet
the mystery of you is true
my heart comes unglued
at your golden sight

rocking you
in tender contemplation
true in every movement
how could you be wrong
and that proves it too
what you learn is only
just a wrapping
of blankets leaving you pure
even in your darkest deed
as you grow to be less

and I cast my eyes
into your heart sweetly
listening to you sleeping
my eyes grow tired too
but stay open just to know
another moment of this bliss
hoping you might stay
just a day longer
before the time must come
as you walk your own path

blossoming from this root
you have come full circle
I wonder, wonder, wonder
but answers fall away
I am content to know nothing
and only be here
in this true moment
alone by myself with you
my precious dream that breaths
our two worlds kissing edges
like distant galaxies
of far away times


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April 14

I awoke unto a silence familiar to the past
Where my heart slept late, dreaming of her dimples, of her smile
For only in my dreams did I get to hold her, kiss her, feel her art so vile
Weeping my heart to sleep, bitting yet harder into her cast

My reality woke me by surprise, for time called to be justified as worthy as money
I texted her, a few minutes later her reply
Feeling somewhat far from my love, deep inside I felt the mood of the day upon my back target of the sky
I called twice, leaving not a voicemail, for I yearned to hear her voice as sweet as honey

An hour later, my phone spoke to me, it said she was sad
Speaking then I asked her of her struggle
In a soft, gentle voice she said she had an awful dream in which we parted, again in trouble
A gloomy feeling crept over me, finding its way to my soul I feared would come to be

Conversating about our affection, laughing with joy in our hearts her mother steped into our cheer
A dead tone came to play, she ended the joyous words that we were exchanging
And a few hours later she called, I asked of the outcome, she answered it to be very challenging
For an odd reason my heart grew weak, and brief into fear

I showed up to her home, in search of redemption
Pleaded for an audience, denied to my very presence did not matter
In regards of respect her father asked that I return later, not knowing when I departed a heart shattered
I paused, my heart spoke out in hopes of hers to hear and feel in attention

Finding myself back home I awaited for her call, a call that never came
Dragging my heart on, hoping to hear from her I jumped to a text message, she would leave with me
I arrived at her place to an empty silence, I called no answer, I texted again no message to retrive
Her mother stomped my heart only to give it strength, at her speech I did feel ashamed

I stood strong, I love her with all my heart, and I shall not give up on my heart
It dwells in her, she reigns my vision, my hopes and dreams
I felt her heart desperate to hold me she ran out into my arms and no one to make us part
Her family ran after her, accusing me of being the worst being to live, my heart felt their screams

They disappeared into the distance, and I grew sad
My love ran out to meet me, and I love her so I shall not give up the fight
I will follow her, for her love is what drives me I need her, only she keeps my poetry glad
I'm here love waiting for the next step, I won't leave I promise I will fight


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My baby girl! (For my mama's love)

As we sit here on the couch
In each others arms
We wait an see

Do we have that spark?
You know the one that all are friends are fightin to.
For, Bore the one we can create

That little smile on your face
The glow of the morning sun
God your so beautiful
That look on your face makes me fly

You make me wanna cry
For all the little things you do
For me, you and for my mama too

You know that 's the reason i get up
Only for you
Boo, my candy so sweet can be sour too

So please don't leave
My morning star
My one and only
the only one i can realate to

Is just you
So let's recreate
The way people look at the world
Our world, the one that you created
Just for us
If you must, know
I am the one you can cry for, too and forever more
You are my baby girl!


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Keep Me

Keep me with you
I beg of you don’t go
Watch my strength push
Soon the whole world will know

The battles are not forgotten
To keep you in my arms
For you I have sought
My will fades away their charms

Through the depths I climb
Even while they slow me down
I can’t live without you
My determination is wound

So keep me with you
I beg of you don’t go
Watch my strength push
Soon the whole world will know

 
I know I need you
For you make me live
Strive for you I do
My life to you I give.

12/07
A.B. 


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Woeman

I like you, a women of many colors of love,  I am many 

things, not just one, two but I am a women mentor

I am a mother, aunt, cousin, I am not perfect you

have so many things to pick to hate me pick a couple

things your so picky, I believe in a creator, also

I love him and them for many reasons, you are a bigot

that hates even the stars in the sky and sun and moon.

So What.


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Silence

After millions of seconds,
every second seeming,
much longer than the other.
All we wanted was good news, 
all we wanted was you...

 A night with little excitement 
only listening to the music, 
and watching stars make lame jokes,
 my sister and I heard a ring,
only faint cause the phone was outside.

Praying that everything was all right
we only wanted you safe,
we hear a sob from my mom.
As the moment my life fell apart
the good news never came.
 
You ran,
you jumped,
you swam, 
you quit.
Why?
I don't understand.

We still haven't stopped asking questions,
Why you? Why us? Why then?
Those questions will never be answered.
It's been almost five years
Why?!

When you left you took a part of us with you,
My mom says hello, 
Can you say hello to Ashley for me? 
I hope you take her camping, and watch the stars at in the sky.
I hope everything's alright.

I know your dad came to join you,
Does it make you happy when people join you,
maybe that's what was going through my sisters mind,
maybe we all miss you more than you'd expect

Ever since you've been gone,
there has been a silence,
never questioned cause we don't want to face the truth
I wonder if you had more time if you wouldn't have done it,
do you regret it, or do you like the silence in the clouds.

We will never understand why you ran.
Life hasn't been the same since,
it's gone done hill from there,
you will always be in my thoughts.


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Let Go

Let go
Ill crawl on my own. 

Let go
I’ll go down the slide.

Let go
I’ll make friends.

Let go
Ill ride my bike.

Let go
I’ll live my life.

Let go
I’ll do great, you’ll see.

Let go
Ill succeed and make you
Proud.

Just Let Go!


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Are YOU Having An Affair

God Gave Me His Love...  I Wouldn’t Share It!

God gave me his love.  I wouldn’t share it!
The guilt I feel now. 
I can’t hardly bear it!

He gave to me blessings and a peace within.
He gave to me joy and a chance to be his friend!

He asked that I give to others what I received.
His life for others is what he’s achieved!

When God needed me, I tried to run and hide.
I was filled with selfishness and pride!

Though I had accepted him 
and was born again…
I wasn’t interested in 
reaching souls for HIM!

Deep inside me there was a voice
 that began to stir!
Christ helped me to have
  Victory so true and secure!

He helped me with his words of love spoken…
I wanted to be his vessel! Not just a “token.”

His spirit is with me each day that I live!
I want others to know of his power to forgive!

Won’t you share the love that he’s given to you?
Won’t you give back to the one
 who truly LOVES YOU?

His love is everlasting and hard to contain!
You’ll find all that you need 
when you call on his name!

By Jim Pemberton    05/04/12


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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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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? | |

My world

Ricky, my world, I'll love you for ever and
always.
Ricky, my world, please don't go.
Ricky, my world, please understand.
Ricky, my world, please love me back.


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" MOTHER YOU'RE SWEET AND DEAR!!!!'

Mother you're sweet,and dear
You always make yourself very clear
I've rarely seen you shed a tear
You're my hero so here's a cheer
In form of a clap
All those times you healt me in your lap
For those 9 months you carried me
And all the things you do without charging a fee
Mother nobody does the things you do
And I know you'll always love me too.


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his lover

With a ring and a kiss he vowed.
Swore to take no other.

Like 2 rainbows who share 1 cloud.
But soon he had a lover.

I was growing a belly that wouldn’t hide.
She was as slender as a line.

I gave him stress with the life inside.
She gave feelings so divine.

Now I am alone broken hearted and scorn.
I found the strength to ask why?

He promised to stop when the baby was born.
nothing it was just one more lie.

But why would he choose us over her?
She takes away all of his pain.

His everyday life becomes nothing but blur.
She is heroin. She is cocaine.


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Even When I Lost Everything God Chose ME

It was me that my
savior chose...
He’s supplied all my needs—
my food and clothes. 
He was there when I was
laid off from work.
Satan was saying, 
“you’re no good—just a jerk.” 

I admit; “my accomplishments—
I do not boast.”
But I do exalt the Father,
the Son and Holy Ghost. 
If not for God’s love,
I’d be dead, this I know.
This is the reason why
I love him so! 

He’s done so much for me—
it’s hard to express.
The privilege of being God’s son—
I am so blessed! 
I was a clay jar all broken apart,
But the potter put me together
from his heart. 

The glue he used was his
love for me,
That’s why I’m happy
and set free! 
This I know and hope
you’ll understand,
He’ll do the same for you—
just reach out your hand! 


By Jim Pemberton
2005


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DON"T CRY FOR ME!

You weren't my Grandmother by blood,

but you sure were in my heart!

You were so very special to me!

I loved you right from the start!

You always treated me like family,

even though I wasn't your own!

Whenever I was around you,

you would lift me up!

Whenever I was lonely,

you would make me feel at home!

The Lord came back for you today!

He carried you On High!

He gave you a brand new body!

He took you to our Father in the sky!

I know you're dancing for The Lord,

and His Perfect and Beautiful Face you will forever see,

and if you could be talking to me right now,

you would say;

" DRY YOUR EYES!

DON'T CRY FOR ME!"


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Those who discourages devotion to Mother Mary

O Sweet Jesus, 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?
Does devotion to Your mother, delay devotion to Yourself?
Does she attribute to herself the honor we pay her?
Is she a stranger who has no connection to You?
Does it displease You when we try to please her?
Do we alienate or separate ourselves from Your love by giving ourselves to her honoring her?
Yet my Sweet Master, 
The greater part of the learned could not discourage to Your holy mother more could now show more difference to it
Even all that I have said were true.



Therefore, have they been punished for their pride!
Keep me Lord, keep me form their sentiments and their practices
Give me share of the sentiments of gratitude
Esteem, Respect and Love
Which You has in regard to Your Holy Mother
The more I imitate her and follow her
The more I may Love and Glorify You
As if up to this point
 I had still said nothing in honor of Your holy Mother
 'Give me now the grace to praise You worthily,' 
In spite of all her enemies, who are Yours as well
Grant me to say loudly with the saints 
'Let not that man believe to look for the mercy of God 
Who offends His holy Mother 
(St. Louis Marie de Montfort) 


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A Fathers Smile

How great it is to see a smile of grace,
upon your face,
our daughters you do embrace.

Your smile goes so many miles,
I treasure it in all my memory files.

No words you need to say, that smile so sweet,
that smile so long ago, that swept me off my feet,
how neat it is now, a smile for our daughters so sweet....

                                  This Poem is dedicated to Rick Salmen and
                                   his beautiful daughters Kalyn, Ashley, and Harley 
                                   Kensington, Ohio


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WANDERING Eyes

Wandering Eyes... 


Have you been captured by 
the wandering of your eyes? 
Things you once held as true and 
wholesome-- you now despise. 

Have you been “captured” 
by an outward beauty? 
Thereby neglecting your 
God-given duty? 

Has your soul been consumed with 
sin's all-consuming fire? 
With an uncontrollable appetitie 
and an ungodly desire. 

In your heart, is the Holy Spirit 
an uninvited guest? 
No wonder your life is in 
such a huge mess! 

Your head is filled with fantasies 
and temptations of every kind. 
You pretend on the outside. But you've 
lost control of your mind. 

For your failures—you have 
only yourself to blame. 
Now's the time to repent— 
and call on Jesus' name! 

Though your sins be red as scarlet-- 
they can be washed as white as snow. 
Only Jesus can be true peace and 
satisfaction to your troubled soul. 

By Jim Pemberton 
2008 




Details | Monorhyme | |

Away In The Manger

out in the pasture sits a church
homemade by brothers hands and filled with dirt

given to Mother so it stops her hurt
decorated each Christmas for what's its worth

as Mother lays down the cotton skirt
out comes the angels the manger and baby Jesus without a shirt

next comes her towering soldiers buried into the dirt
holding their swords that really can hurt

strewn lights gazes upon the pasture's dirt
frozen in time like a star that shivers and quirks

Mama's eyes glistens like fireworks bursts
for all her effort and time even when she hurts

as mother kneels in front of her church
she praises baby Jesus for all he's worth

comes in from the cold and winters bursts
gathers the children as they all look at her work

and tells us the story of a Christmas birth
as we sip on hot chocolate and felt the hurt

of how Jesus died for our sins on this earth
as we wiped our tears with our night shirts

I was glad to run out and relight the candles burst
and give baby Jesus one more kiss and fix his grass skirt




Tribute To Nativity Scenes


Merry Xmas All      
Love Kathy And Jenny


Details | Haiku | |

The Old Chair

reflections of joy
beckon my heart gently home~
pure love rests rocking


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Mother of Devotion

A mother uses her pure, gentle touch,
She fills all with her loving care,
When the child falls she is their crutch,
She has a glow, her skin is fair,
Always beside her kin, always there,
Children’s clothes she can sew,
Bread for baking, she makes the dough.

She is mother, constantly full of life,
She has soiled clothes which she must bleach,
Not only mother, also devoted wife,
Cheeks with the sheen of a glowing peach,
Knowledge beyond her children she will teach,
Devoted mother, pure as a dove,
She fills all who cross her life with love.


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a wise mother

one of the most beautiful things a woman can experience in life
Is to bring into this world a new baby, a new child for Christ
yet the raising of a child is not such a breeze
yet  God gave women the knowledge and the wisdom to succeed

a woman with faith cried out to Jesus Christ one day
she said "my daughter is possessed by demons who are having their way"
yet how did she know that  Jesus was the Son of Man?
there was no newsletter nor mass media revealing God's master plan
at a time when there was no CNN or FOXNews, just c&f
the channel of the Holy Spirit know as complete faith

"for great is they faith", Jesus said "and because you believe"
"your daughter is now healed, the Holy Spirit she has received"
that mother's heart would not let up nor would it allow distraction
she had God on her mind and through His Word she sought satisfaction

a wise woman, a wise mother that inside all of us
believers in the omnipotent power that is Christ Jesus
If you seek It, you will find It
If you knock upon the door It will become ajar
If you pray , just believe It, that all is possible with God
a wise mother, a wise woman, a soothing comforter of Christ
full of the faith and wisdom God wants us all to have in life


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When All We Have Is Time

An unbearable pain awaits her;
	For my beloved who is to bear.
A man cannot know this
	Even when Daddy is there.

Hope may spring eternal
	But it cannot quench the fire
Of the fruit of the labor
	Spawned from our heart’s desire.

I think to myself...
	When will it be time?
It is then that Grandfather Clock gives
	My daughter her very first chime.

She gasps her first breath
	Blessing us with her first cry.
She is born new and alive!
	And all she knows is time.


Next door is a boy of few moons
	Who hasn’t seen a single sun.
Born before his time
	Most think his life is already done.

Don’t tell that to his mother
	Don’t you even dare!
For she sees the clock.
	She is fully aware!

She thinks to herself
	“It is not my baby’s time to go!”
But within minutes
	His Bell will sadly toll.

He gasps his last breath
	And His mother begins to cry.
...Even as an Innocent of Grace
	All his Mother feels is time.

A man of many moons
	Is seeing the setting sun.
Living beyond his time
	The man know his race is won.

Hope will spring eternal
	And so will his life.
Not for his good fruit of labor
	But from Another’s toil and strife.

He thinks to himself
	It is now my time!
And with that, Grandfather Clock gives
	My friend his very last chime.

He sips his final breath
	But blesses us with a final smile.
He awaits a new and lasting life
	Where everything he has is time.


The man’s daughter begins to weep.
	She hasn’t seen the Father’s Son
She is living on borrowed time
	And in faith she professes none.

Don’t tell Christ to his daughter.
	Don’t you even dare!
She glances at her watch
	Totally without care.

She think’s to herself
	“It’s not my father’s time to go!”
But to the Believer
	His Bell did gladly toll.

She mutters curses under her breath
	She feels as a victim of crime.
Persons of Grace can give no consolation,
	For she feels cheated by time.	


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Are Things In Your Life Out Of Place

Are Things In Life "Out Of Place?"

I visited a garage sale.  And had a 
surprised look on my face.
I noticed that some things
 were "out of place."

To my right... Was a shelf filled with books.. 
And Christian ones too.
To my left...  Was a sign that read; 
"I have adult movies for you."

I wondered and thought with 
some kind of amazement.
"Does this person read these books. 
 And watch this "entertainment?"

This is common in many Christian homes...
Often...  People cross God's 
"boundaries" and "safety zones."

Anyone can go to church. 
 Pray, sing and "shed a tear."
Not realizing that sin's temptation
 is drawing ever so near.

Do you seek God's holiness and the 
power of Jesus' name?
But each night...  Before bedtime... 
 Things aren't quite the same...

Have you opened up your heart 
and mind...  And live life unfulfilled?
Is this the way you ought to live? 
 Is this what God has willed?

He desires to live inside of you.
  And help you to discover.
With any stronghold in life.  
He'll help you to recover!

Are things in life "out of place?"  
And need to be put back together?
Allow God's word to guide you!  
His promises are forever!

Everything will be where it should be...  
With Jesus In control!
Only he can defeat the enemy that 
seeks to destroy your soul!

By Jim Pemberton 08/03/09


Details | Rhyme | |

Where Do I Belong

You let me when we can hardly talk
It takes a lot of courage to walk
Away from the home you call your own
But you opted to see a new dawn

We barely feel you here 
Wanted to keep you near
But you were too far away
So far that you’re already out of sight

Tell me why you had to go
I want to know
I’m afraid to walk in the dark
Without you by my side
Now that you’re gone who will be my guide
So please tell me why

You were anxious for my future
I worry about  your condition
You set out a long journey without preparation
Now that you’re away, where do I belong?


Details | I do not know? | |

house of shame

DONT PUT ME IN THE HOUSE OF SHAME
WHERE IM LEFT TO WALK DOWN MEMORY LANE
CANT HEAR MUCH NOW VERY WELL
TO MOVE MY BODY IT FEELS LIKE HELL

MY THOUGHTS FLASH BACK TO YOU MY SON
WHEN YOU WERE JUST A LITTLE ONE
MY EYES WILL ALWAYS SEE YOU SMILE
AS MY MIND WALKS DOWN MY LAST MILE
SLOW IT IS BUT I DONT MIND
I FEEL YOU HERE ITS NOT YET TIME
THE SMELL IS SWEET LAUGHTER IS STRONG
YOUR ALWAYS WITH ME IN MY NEXT HOME

ILL NEVER LET GO OF YOU MY SON 
ALWAYS REMEMBER I AM YOUR MUM

YOU LAYING THERE I WATCH YOU FADE
THANKING YOU IN SO MANY WAYS
IVE LET YOU DOWN LEAVING YOU HERE
I KNOW IT WAS SELFISH I KNOW IT WAS FEAR
I SHOULD OF DONE A LOT OF THINGS
I KNOW AS U SLOWLY GO
WHEN YOU HAD ME THERE WAS NO ONE 
THATS HOW I KNOW
I HELD YOUR SOFT HAND WATCHED YOU SMILE I KNOW YOU
HAVE TRAVELLED YOUR LAST MILE
I LOVE YOU MUM YOU HAVE TAUGHT ME
THAT SOME THINGS IN LIFE
SOME PEOPLE DONT SEE.LINDA


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Kharithana (Kri-sta-la)

Mitochondrial Eve spinning the moon 
without interruption or supervision.
Stars sail across the sky without time
as she is both mother and midwife.

Primordial Eve in infinite density.
Infinitesimally small, a ball of power
a witness to it all, as all
abilities to predict the future break down.

She was there with the molten soup;
the black iron core glowing blood red.
The syrupy mixture of elements
spirit, earth, fire, wind, and water.

Kharithana exhaled into existence
into Lucy our African humanity.
Silently witnessing the dawn of spring
the azalea blossoms, the buzzing insects.

Everything comes alive when Kharithana
opens her eyes at sunrise to capture
that moment when the first golden ray
caps the mountain range and forms a lining.

Thus when Kharithana yawns, stretches out her arms,
like the big bang my heart becomes a beating drum,
synapses snap and my quantum capillaries
rediscover the meaning of life.



Details | I do not know? | |

Undefined

Starting from scratch has never felt so Good
I’ve been from the Burbs and now my life’s the Hood
Blessed needless to say- this journey has been one for the Record
I’ve been pushed/ pulled/ torn but not Broken
Im taking lifes trials and tribulations as a Golden Token
I’ll allow the things I go through in life to make me Better
If that means I have to go through the storm to get to pleasant Weather
I’ve learned to let go which is the hardest thing I’ve had to Do
But I owe my life to God,  not the family or even to You
I am a woman with newly discovered Worth
This journey I’ve taken has been filled with so much Hope
The light of Life is now burning so Bright
Took a lifetime of trials for me to get it Right
Now I have God on my side and my Strength is Greater


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King David And Bathsheba

There was a great king, 
whom did sin and fall.
David.  When from his balcony, 
Bathsheba he saw.

In his heart... he sinned as 
lust was conceived.
A plan of muder in his heart 
was soon received.

This sin led to another 
and had soon willed.
To have Bathsheba's 
husband to be killed.

The consequences of his sin
 was later explained.
His first born died, and his 
son Absalom was slain.

Once his sin was conceived, 
it brought lust and soon death.
Sin is always this way--
until you take your last breath.

Think of the consequences... 
and flee tempation FAST.
Enjoy a victory and blessings 
from God that will last!

By Jim Pemberton   
05/14/08


Details | Ballad | |

Woeman

I like you, a women of many colors of love,  I am many 

things, not just one, two but I am a women mentor

I am a mother, aunt, cousin, I am not perfect you

have so many things to pick to hate me pick a couple

things your so picky, I believe in a creator, also

I love him and them for many reasons, you are a bigot

that hates even the stars in the sky and sun and moon.

So What.


Details | Personification | |

Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



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Mother Of All Pearls

Mother of all pearls
Only to be found in the land of sky blue waters
Tucked neatly beneath her own shell
Holding and cradling her youngest gem
Earrings necklace rings to mention a few
Rest assure it will brighten her day
So grab your snorkles flippers and scuba tanks

Dive beneath corral reefbeds
Awaiting upon for your arrival
Yes a tightly wrapped mother pearl gem






In Loving Memory
            Of
Mom {1934-2005}


You Will Alway's Be 
My Pearl Mom  {RIP}




Happy Mother's Day To All 
Moms Stepmoms And Moms To Be


Details | ABC | |

for mum

since pregnancy taking care of me
taking me through childhood and adolescence
against all odds 
then into adulthood
she is always there for me
through thick and thin guiding me
not letting go of her love for me
some times i don't deserve her love
some times of course our opinions differ
but in all these we still agree
because she is me
and i am her
she is me!
teaching me to walk and talk........she is my mother!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Hadith-I

His girl knows
He a man still at the date is docile to
His mother and she like the lion
Just she can cased
So she says, love, I like to eat your mum’s
Sweet heart if you love me so

He said, mother, I beg your piece of heart
Mother gives the whole

Sun gone down
Reddish light flits in sky, he run to reach
To bestowal his heart likes
Dipping bloods makes the path slide and rough
Voice of mother waves out of heart
Take care, my son, run but slow



09/10/14
Kadamtala


Details | I do not know? | |

Mother...You're The Best

Many years of trial and error wandering through life’s tests.
Fond memories of a strength to match no other.
Shoulders broad, a leaning post, encouragement at it’s best,
The tears, soft words...the wisdom of my mother.

The swing, on her patio, slowly back and forth,
Sharing secrets, telling jokes with laughter
The great scales of life, can measure not it’s worth
These pictures of a past, most....well sought after.

Kids at play and oft’ the feast, I love to cook...her clean
Songs, with all in joyful harmony		
And long into the night to stay, but now too short it seems,
As past, along with present beckons me.

This gentle heart, so full of life, we ever should have known,
That God would choose to draw her to His breast.
A choice well made, if we believe, never to say ‘Gone’
But understood, ‘cause Mother...You’re the best!


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Woman!

The complete opposite of a man… 
Existence is unique and never less than.
Her presence can be compelling and desirable,
Forthright, like a force from nature, unstoppable!
Exuding feminine qualities that are mesmerizing,
So much so, that it’s uncanny and amazingly hypnotizing. 
In a noble manner that she sees fit to fashion,
She is capable of undeniable passion.
When she loves, her emotions prevail,
Her warmth and loyalty with adoration we hail,
For her wholesome nurturing shall never fail.
In respect to her genuine, moral sense,
A being that epitomizes beauty and intelligence,
So with this I say with pertinence,
Show a woman honor, respect, to emphasize her importance.


Details | I do not know? | |

Mom

There when you shouldn’t be.
There when no one could be.

There when I said go away.
There when I said don’t talk to me.

There when I was sad and alone.
There even though I didn’t say anything.

There although I never share my feelings.
There although you feel you have failed.

There when I hurt you so bad.
There when you knew you couldn’t bear it.

There when I disobeyed you.
There to understand, not punish.

There as I grow older.
There, just there, to be.

There as my friend,
There as my mom.


Details | Free verse | |

Forever-Part 3

We get off the plane and smell the lovely air. Hawaii. One of the most beautiful places. I look at you and smile. "This place is beautiful," I say, spinning around. "Yes, it is," you say and pull me close. "I love you," I say. I love you too," you say and kiss me. Hand in hand we walk into the setting sun.

The sun's poking through the shades in our room. "Good morning beautiful," you say when I open my eyes. "Good morning," I say and smile. "I've got a surprise for you," you say and smile. I look at you questionably. "Just get dressed and I'll show you." "Okay."

You take my hand and lead me down to the beach. "I heard you've always wanted to do this," you say and smile. You point to two goals. My face lights up. "Sand soccer," I say happily and look at you. You kiss me and smile, "I figured you'd like it." We walk down to the two goals and we'r e put on a team. We play for hours and hours.

When the game is over, we sit on the sand by the shore. "That was fun," I say and look at you. "Yeah, it was," you say and lean in and kiss me. "I love you," I say as you warp your arms around me. "I love you too," you say and smile. We watch the sun set on the beautiful sea before we head back to our room.

The next day we surf. We surf for hours. "This is great baby," you say as we sit on our boards. "Yeah," I say and smle, "you must really like doing this," I say and brush a srand of hair from your face. "Yes," you say and you lean in and kiss me.


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What About Mom

roses are red
violets are blue
today's mothers day
for dad had no clue

told him once
told him twice
now I'm done
being really nice

you took her hand
and made a family band
so today Mom should feel really grand

chop your wood
like only one could
but don't forget she understood

a loch of hair 
a bunch of pears
anything nice she does not care

she wanted to start a garden
with varity of colors that blend
To place them in your office den

Are you hearing me now daddy
For this I only Plea
Please don't forget about mama
For she loves you and me




RIP  Mama And Daddy



Happy Mother's Day All
Love Kathy And Jenny
 
 


Details | I do not know? | |

My Mom

I love my mom so dear.
She’s part of my life indeed.
She was blessed with six kids,
but God took one to be with 
him in heaven.

We had hard times that
she managed quite well.
She didn’t ignore our 
needs at all.

Love, patience, and care
is what we received
through our growing years.

The spare time she 
had was spent with us.
Her life was put on 
hold to take care of us.

Through the years
growing up, she instilled
values in me that is a must.

I have now grown up. I’m
trying to teach my kids
what she taught me.

My mom is very sick
now. Love, patience
and care is what I’m
giving her. 

I hope that I’m not 
ignoring her needs.
I want her to be
proud of me.

I Love You Mom!!






Details | Verse | |

The Smile

The smile was a beacon for all,
Arms bore the marks of her life,
As tears washed her beautiful face,
She spoke soft of troubles for her,
But strong for those she loved.
She was a mother shielding hers from harm,
"It's an accident," she told others,
"Clumsy, that's my fault."
But some could see and spoke to her
Whilst others turned away thankful.
They thought, "Better her than me,"
And so life goes on without regrets.
She had her smile,
That was hers to give,
She had her children,
And to them she gave all to live.


Details | Bio | |

My Children You Leave Me Frustrated

Frustrated with endless amount of misery and disrepectful words from my 
children
No longer the voices spoken with love nor the laughter that once echoed among 
the walls
Screaming from morning till night
No kind words
Just bitter and full of hatred
Hard for me to wake another morn to this life
Bottom line no matter how hard I try it does'nt work
My blood pressure rises and my body shakes
To look at my sons so young in age but they act as if they are big men
It's so hard raising two boys on your own and maintain a fulltime job and trying to 
keep your sanity
I pray everynight for this to end and to wake and everything would be like they 
once where
You can't turn your back on your kids nor take your love for them away
No matter how hard it is your love is unconditional and you have the life long 
resposibility of maintaining them
Nurtouring them and guiding them and trying to be the best you can be for them
It's just tough
As I go to sleep tonight I shall pray again
Only hoping tommorow when I wake it is a better day


Details | Acrostic | |

Daughter

Dream with her and you will feel, your own reborn to life anew. 
Allow her to be herself; don't try to make her you. 
Uplift her self esteem and feel, your own soaring high. 
Give her your world to tarry in, and she'll teach you to fly. 
Hold tight the precious memories, of her every days. 
Thank God for lending her to love, teach her of his ways. 
Exclaim your love at every turn, never let her doubt. 
Remember life before she came, how'd you live without? 


Details | I do not know? | |

You're My Mom

You're the best I could ever have,
You make me happy when I am sad,
You give me what I need,
and patch me up when I bleed,
You give me all your love and understanding,
Sorry sometimes I can be so demanding,
I appreciate all you have done for me,
I like the way you let me be free,
You always show all your love,
and when I need you buy me dove,
I know I act real bad,
and always get you all mad,
But today I want you to forget it all,
Today's Mother's Day so have a ball


Details | Rhyme | |

So Good

A comfortable sound; is found in the pews
 	Illuminated, we are feeling the Good News
As this providence is caught alive
	All tempestuous thoughts of transgressors subside
Hallelujah, HE brings divine will for all of us too…
	It is so good to hear the sweet sounds from the pews


Details | Free verse | |

Mother To Be

what a day to think of names
and what silly days ahead filled with games
I will play peek a boo
and think of your mother and you
yet that is nine months away
so long yet so short
for many plans await
diaper bins and a baby gate
the magic of motherhood
is not quite understood
at least by men
we haven't a clue
but nail and hammer and some glue
in readiness we will build it for you
we owe a great big thanks for all that is a mother
for on God's green earth filled with gems there is no other


Details | Free verse | |

White Rabbit

Quick, we'll be late!

Then again. she shan't notice.

Her eyes are heavy, always.

Induced by magic.

They call it medicine.


She would be angry though!

Only on them days, when he's away.

When we won't hear the groans

moans, grunts. 

She remembers though.


She's so sad now! 

She always was, it's him.

She's submissive, timid, shy.

Afraid. They'll take her away.

We can't visit. 


We must rescue her! 

From her sleep? No.

'for what dreams may come

when we shuffle of this mortal coil.'

There is only one way.


You find the bleach!

It is effective in removing.

Ridding us of the evidence.

But not of the past, not of the blood.

May she rest in peace. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Someone Asked Me About Marriage

Someone Asked Me About Marriage…

Someone asked me about marriage, as a matter of fact…
I thought; “what kind of questions is that?”

“Let me ask a questions…  If I may?”
“Do you read what the God’s word has to say?”

Marriage is still and will always be one woman and man.
I don’t care how many laws we have in our land!

No matter if many churches and people claim; “civil rights.”
Anything different than a man and woman is NOT right!”

The first chapter of Romans makes it pretty clear…
The days of wickedness have drawn ever near!

God’s wrath revealed against all ungodly living!
Think about the garbage our country is giving!

It speaks of men and women leaving their natural affection.
Burning in lust toward one another
 with an ungodly attention!

For this cause God has given many over to a reprobate mind…
Many get involved with perversions of many kinds!

Professing themselves to be wise, many have become “fools.”
By not obeying God’s word… But their own “set of rules.”

Marriage is something designed many years ago.
It was Adam and Eve in the beginning…  This we know!

My question to you is: “Why not give God a chance?”
His truth remains the same!  Whatever the circumstance!

No court of law can change what God has established!
Everything that’s not of God is simply a lot of “rubbish.”

Jesus is coming back for a bride without “a wrinkle or a spot.”
It’s time we come clean and become
 “blood bought!”

Being the bride of Christ is the most important thing!
He is the bridegroom and eternal love he brings!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Acrostic | |

~ Slow~


Sluggish and settled
  or softened with age
Low speed and laid back
  a lagging old sage
Overdue and overwhelmed
   out of order and old
Wound down  and weary
   but her heart is pure gold



Details | Ballad | |

Mother of Pearl

Protect until I pry.
Tighly closed with the waves of life rushing moving,
warm drifting current,
pulling me, pushing you.
Soft center, pillows of juiced layers of life.
Pearl in the middle. In the beggining that,s what is was.
Sensation running though you,though me.
A spot as small as the tip of my finger, my tongue
Mother of Pearl.
life will be made, and will grow in the shell.
That's why I know in the beggining it was
the Mother of Pearl
then there was love. 


Details | Rhyme | |

A MOTHER'S LOVE

A mother's love
Is heavenly sent from above
Her children are very often thought of
A mother's love is 1 of a kind
Extremely special,serious and hard to find
She gives tender love with so much care
Her love is unique and very rare
There's no other love that can compare
She always teaches her child right from wrong
Lifts them up so they'll stay strong
A mother's love last forever it has no end
It's precious,sweet and will always win
Because she'll be here through thick and thin.


Details | Didactic | |

A Mother's Love

What is it about a mother that makes
her; oh-so rare? No 
matter the problem-Momma's always there.
Offering courage
or excitement;laughter
or some tears.Momma's always there
to help conquer
all your fears.
Two arms
and all heart
She will hold you tight,
and still offer
perfect and unconditional
love;when all
you want to do is fight.
So..what is it 
about a mother that makes
her always care?
It's the bond within her child..
The little angel that
she beared!


Details | Free verse | |

MoMMa's BaBy

i spent 
two months in 
my mother's womb,
before she even knew 
i was there,
in her stomach stealin' space.                                                

during the nineth month
she kicked me out;                                                                            
for kickin' too hard, 
and requested i call her 
“Mom,”
and pay her
back rent 
with hugs & kisses,
all of my life,
and on Mothers day
"interest,"
'cause she somehow knew
up to the day she died of old age, 
that when i was being born 
inside her,
that it was me… 
who also “stole” her heart.

  Happy Mother's Day       


Details | Acrostic | |

"BERNADETTE"

Bewildered with beauty and grace
Evaluating my own self's worth
Reminiscing of my times of sorrow and happiness
Neatly packaged with a delicate label of feeling
Acceptance of my failures and achieving my goals
Devoted to motherhood and correcting my flaws
Excited of the little things in life that bring so much warmth and joy
Thoughtfulness towards others and understanding to the fullest
Tenderness with love and caring and a gentle touch
Enlightened by my mother's words of wisdom and undying love


Details | Free verse | |

Annemarie

Annemarie
You are so beautiful, Annemarie

I don’t know much
But I can guess
Since we’re alike
In numerous ways
And seeing that
We are similar
I can say how it is
In my way, my way, my way

You seemed to have a rather healthy childhood
Even though you may have caused some problems
You seem to be doing fine at the moment
With nothing that seems to be holding you back
You’ve proven that you’re strong and can’t be put down
Though I know that you have vulnerable moments
Regardless of all of that, I strive to be
Even more like you because you seem perfect

Annemarie
You are so beautiful, Annemarie
Annemarie
You are so honest, Annemarie

You’ve done an excellent job raising your child
Still working hard as if you were a teenager
Looking younger, to me no older than twenty-four
And I’m sure by next year, you’ll look twenty-one
You tell it like it is even if it may hurt
And I know that I can easily depend on you
I sometimes wished that you were my momma
For I feel that I will always be loved by you

Annemarie
You are sweet to me, Annemarie
Annemarie
I wish you happiness, Annemarie

Keep your head up high and never set it down, Annemarie
Keep doing what you do. Don’t stop
Keep your head up high and never set it down, Annemarie
Keep doing what you do. Don’t stop

Annemarie
You are so beautiful, Annemarie
Sunday and Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and Friday and 
Saturday, Everyday
Annemarie
I wish you happiness, Annemarie
Financially and Emotionally and Socially and Physically and Mentally and just 
keep on smiling

Keep your head up high and never ever set it down, Annemarie
Keep doing what you do. Don’t stop
Make sure your head is kept high, higher than the sky, Annemarie
Just do what you do and don’t change
Keep your head up high and never ever set it down, Annemarie
Keep doing what you do. Don’t stop
Make sure your head is kept high, higher than the sky, Annemarie
Just do what you do and don’t change


Details | Rhyme | |

this may be a bitter ending

i never win at this game
i play when i dont even want to
and go along with everything he wants me to do
knowing what we had is now down the drain.
and tears i thought would make him see
all that he has done to me
were wasting with the years we spent
with all those times he came and went.
and the bottle is better than the love i give
thats not my opinion at all, it's his.
but i will show him the girl that i am
and with him away from my side, i'll take a stand.
i may not have always put my best foot forward
and in 5 years we've only managed to go backward...
but my heart was always in the right place
and i'm just so tired of this chase.
he will wake up one day wondering where i am
he'll probably tell me he has a plan
and he'll say "baby, i made a mistake"
but that was a risk he was willing to take.


Details | Rhyme | |

Are You Going Through A Layoff

Going Through A Layoff???

Are you one who watches 
the nightly news?
And hear of the many jobs
 people will lose?

Does this news bring to your life 
much uncertainty?
Knowing that very soon… 
This could be a reality?

Are you one who’s filled with fear 
and apprehension?
Feeling the burden of stress 
and a lot of tension?

Perhaps you feel very discouraged 
and “distraught.”
Here’s a ”lesson” that needs
 to be taught!

Don’t allow yourself to worry about
 “how things are going.”
There’s a God in heaven that you 
need to be knowing!

He knows all about your layoff 
and every situation!
The love and peace he gives needs
 no explanation!

Everything that you need...  
Jesus does provide!
Worry?  Or Trust HIM?  
That’s for you to decide!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Empty Spaces

I crawled through empty spaces
                                Because I wished to find
My way back through the memories
                                That seem so hard to find
The corridors where all empty
                                The rooms were full of smoke
Sometimes the things we do to ourselves
                                Quite simply is no joke
I stumbled upon a memory
                                Came upon it just by chance
I almost let it slip right by
                                Without a second glance
There I was a little boy
                                 In my Moms cafe
She waited tables 15 years
                                Hardly missed a day
She showed me off to all her friends
                                My blue eyes and my curls
They all agreed when I got older
                                Better watch out for the girls
Thats my second to last memory
                                Next day the Kern River took her life
When I hear Merle Haggard sing that song
                               The words cut me like a knife
I crawled through empty spaces
                               Because I wished to find
A happy memory of my mother
                               To treasure in my mind 


© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved


Details | I do not know? | |

Her Poem

From the moment our eyes first met
I knew I was complete.

Your baby soft skin against my chest
Your deep blue eyes defining my soul.

Someone taken away and a Blessing given.
How miraculous the way things work in the Kingdom of Heaven.

You grow so quickly, your changing so much.
From the look in your eyes to the feel of your touch.

You test the limits around you, see how far I'll let you go.
Doing thing's behind my back
You don't realize I already know.

Your curls so light and bouncy
Your giggle so strong and true

I realized the day we met... why I was born
It was so I could give birth to you.

Now your going to be a young women someday
And a beautiful one at that.
Let me lend you some words of wisdom
As I set you on my lap

You'll have your heart broken
Maybe one time, maybe two times, could be three.
Just know I'm always here for you, If you want to share it with me.

There are going to be questions, I realized that long ago.
I PROMISE to listen carefully before I answer no.

Stay strong with who you are
Only change if it's for the best

I'll try not to over-react when you decide to leave the "Nest".

Love yourself before others
But please be selfless just the same

If you ever get the chance
Make sure you dance in the rain

And when you feel.
Feel completely, no matter what you become or do.

Know that your mommy will always be there

I FOREVER WILL LOVE YOU. <3 <3 <3


Details | Free verse | |

The Best Mother Ever (written by a 9 year old girl)

The best Mother I ever had is a beautiful Mother
That looks like a swan, but is prettier than a swan
But, she is way better than a human being
And my Mommy is better than any woman in the world
So you know what kind of Mother I have?
I have the most perfect Mother ever who knows everything!


Details | Name | |

Mother

Mother is only a word
Or an expression
The truth behind it is debatable
Her name expresses birth
Even growth
Risk could come with finding her


Details | Light Poetry | |

grandmother

Grandmother

Remember my grand mother
Use to sit in the gallery
And what ever she wanted 
Use to call my brothers or me

She was born deformed
But she never let it get her way
She would be walking with her stick
Going to make her garden everyday

She had the biggest garden
In the whole of ste Madeleine
With tomato, corn, peas, peppers,
Its how many of her days was spend

She would always be doing something
She just could not sit down 
If she’s not with the chickens
 She’s sewing and singing old Hindi songs

Many times we sit around her 
She would tell us many stories
Of fairy tales and legends
Full of so many mysteries

And when there is a wedding
They would come for her on Saturday nights
She would sing with the drums and danthal
She was always the star in the spot lights

With small branches and nylon rope
She would make a Christmas tree
And when she was finish with it
Was the best you could ever see?

She liked to buy the blow up animals
And for Christmas put all in the gallery
Our gallery use to be so decorated
Can still see it in my mind so clearly


 I wish I had talk to her more
There was so much I would have like to know
About her mother and father, brothers and sisters
But you only think about after the time past and go
Remember she use to say
Her big brother use carry her when she small
And while the others children use to be playing
He would not leave her alone at all

And how her mother was very beautiful
And her father use to protect her like gold
So many great history and memories
Is now silence never to be told?

If you have a grandmother 
Just look how she’s finding things to do
To bring joy and happiness everyday
To show the love she has for you

When we are young we just don’t see it
Of all the history unfolding before our eyes
And we never really realize it
Until many years after our grandparents dies
 
A young girl will go thru the stages of life
Then become a woman with a family to
Then one day hear the words grandma
And when you look, they will be talking to you

Go to your grandmother reach out a hand
Tell her how she is precious and dear
Tell her you love her so she will understand
Because one day you could, wake and she will not be there


Details | I do not know? | |

Mother

When I need a friend,
you are my best.
When I need a shoulder to cry on,
yours is always welcoming.
When I am in trouble,
you are there to get me out.
When I don't know what decision to make,
you show me the right one.
When I am broken-hearted,
you help put it back together again.
When there are dark clouds over me,
you pull me from under them.
When I see no way out,
You help lead me.
So, I say to you now...
If ever you need me, 
I will be there all I can be.
For you are my mother,
and I love you!


Details | Rhyme | |

Old Souls Young Love

There's a couple known by many, loved by all
The woman slight of build,the man seemed quite tall
Each personality they were as different as day and night
Alone they were ordinary,but together they took flight
Differences when together each faults were cancelled out
Let me try to explain so you'll know without a doubt
They've a roughness so gentle,an honesty that cheats
A stubbornness that's yielding,a bitterness that's sweet
Complexity that's simple,independent yet can't be apart
Forgiveness that's condemning,with heartless caring hearts
No longer two,their souls have entertwined into one
Overcoming all obsticals defying all odds is what they've done
With fearless courage they rode out all stormy weather
Old souls with a young love that kept them both together


Details | Lyric | |

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.


Details | Sonnet | |

Collections

I’ll add you to my safe keeps.
And put you with my collections.
I’ll sit back with my own reflections.
After, I’ve taken hundreds of peeps.
 
I’ll put you under my pillow where I sleep.
And then there will be no exceptions.
It’s where delusion versus deceptions.
You and I will never weep.
 
Until your heart is free to run,
I’ll be collecting ashes and dust.
I’ll never be done!
And I’ll never rust.
 
My collections of restorations appeal.
Piece by piece many of you will heal.
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Blank verse | |

Single mom

i try not to think about it

i try to imagine there being no you

i act like i'm all that i need

then she kicks me out of the blue

a part of you is with me even though i deny it in my heart

and i sit n wonder what went wrong and why we are apart

u say if you get married its gonna be with me

you say you'll always be around

but when i need you you're nowhere to be...

she wakes me up at night sometimes

and i wanna roll over and show you

but you chose not to be there 

and lord knows i can't control you...

my heart is strong and my values are right

and though it gets so lonely at night,

our daughter will show us what we once had

and you can't erase being a dad.


Details | Rhyme | |

"MRS. JOYCE CROSS IS VERY WELL KNOWN!!!'

Mrs.Joyce Cross is very well known
In Jesus she's really grown.
She's known by many,and loved by all
When ever she's needed just give her a call.
She's a dear,and precious friend
Her love is no pretend.
She's  a wonderful mother that always care
And the love she gives no other can compare.
Her passion is the kids program,and celebrations
Forever giving a hand,and dedications.
She truly loves being at HMOC
And there's no other place that she rather be.


Details | Free verse | |

She's exceptional

She's beautiful
She’s young
She’s smart
She’s experienced
She’s spiritual
She’s loving
She’s caring
She’s brave
She’s exceptional

But, she suffers
She suffers physically
Sharp knee pains,
Headaches,
Bone aches.
All in which are trying to get the best of her
Trying to weaken her
Trying to take over her body.
But she won’t allow it
She’s strong
She’s faithful
She has her prayers stored up
She’s exceptional

She knows that God can do anything
He can even take away the pain she has in her body
He can heal her.
She’s already healed
She’s healed in the eyesight of God
She’s exceptional
She’s my Mother.






Details | Rhyme | |

Mama

Growing up you were a rock.
You raised us all the best you could
Never showing weakness
Never thinking you should.

But I remember Mama
I remember seeing your tears
Not sure if it was pain or frustration
Or just out of fear.

Cancer has entered your life
A breast it will claim
But Mama you’re still a woman
Don’t hang your head in shame.

It will take time to heal
That’s always what they say
And I know you’re so scared
So today I kneeled to pray.

I asked Him
To give you the strength
To see beyond what is.
To give you peace
And know that you are
And will always be loved.
I asked Him to hold you
In His arms
To wipe away your tears
That you still do not want
To show your children.
And I asked Him
To give you faith
That you will heal
Not only physically
But emotionally as well.

We are your rocks now
Its your time to rest
You’re staying with us Mama
For that we are truly blessed
6/19/06


Details | Classicism | |

Small pebbles.

How i begin? expression thought delight!
 beautiful womb! sacrifice gently smile.
Your pain has too pains, yet ye endure.
 little one encircled ye feast.
But silver desires as rainbow awhile,
  and ye go at last sure!

Your motherly affection equalize, i sought,
 i wearied ye made by love-flesh.
Whenever i fell, ye rich hand hug, my boon gush!
  your lullaby in my first anthem, hear this sight.
The way of thorns, ye bearer my injury,
  Mamma! ye sublime, my just tears dropping into pouch.

Silky divine before, green memories bloom!
 god's gift of the earth, ye symphony.
I beg your holiness in my womb!
 your best lessons, i hold a lamp.
Lo! lonely leaves, returned past, my sympathy.
 the gold stains, your precious recollection where, my heart gleam!


Details | Blank verse | |

intoxicating

it's suffocating always waiting for the bad

and pretty damn humiliating when you've ruined every chance you've ever had.

Manipulating every choice i make day to day

complicating any relationship that comes my way.

emulating what i want in a man

keeping me wrapped up in you for as long as you can.

its weight off my back not having to make up for your slack

and freeing to know that i have time to grow.

living life for myself is a kind of exposure

that i haven't held onto because i couldn't find closure.

scared to go back because i always find hurt

but my heart has kind of been lost under the dirt.

dehydrated always searching for water

trying to make a life for me and my daughter

tugged apart by what's right and what my heart wants

never succeeding to realize when you put up your front.

taking in cold air waiting for life to come to me

knowing deep down whatever is meant to be, will be.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Poem Like No Other

Because it is about my mother. 
She will help anyone in their hour of need.
Her children are her seeds.
She breathes in good and exhales bad,
Sometimes I wish she was not so sad. 
She has had a complicated life. 
She would give her life
If she had to for her children. 
She is a blessing in disguise, 
Has the most beautiful brown eyes. 
She went out to help support
One child that is disabled. 
I am astonished that with all her pain
And severe migraines she is able.
A true heart of gold
That breaks every mold. 
Her soul is just weary from irrefutable times. 
As I write these lines for my mother,
She is perfect as can be,
But hey, that is me!


Details | Ballad | |

Lullaby.

 Too tired, my legs please to rest.
 Sorrow message burden on my windpipe,
 Weary eyes find, knock at small nest.

 "Oh! my sweet heart, don't cry, don't cry,
  Stars rushout and watch over you.
  Fairies come this and tell story for you.
  They give everything if you want.
  I wish your eyes go to dream.
  May you florish! May you florish!"
  I heared this lullaby, i trance in..

  One man out of this, unknown looks,
  I told an italian warrior.
  His face look like flash.
  He invited with his whole heart.
  He served poor food but delicious.
  I have only one son, grey man said,
  He has fond of military services.

  One day he has forsaken.
  That time my wife has become mad.
  Daily she sings a song to a stone doll..
  I know your arrival purpose,
   "my son was dead in the war"
  Middle in the sky the crescent shinning,
   My weeps burst out,

  Mother wake, in her sarie clean my tears.
  Her comfort words, my blood burning,
  My son sleeping just now, who's friend,
  Saying good-bye, but my conscience did not move,
  Sacred red powder fix on my forehead, mother smiled
  Father tether my hand with a holy thread.
  Worth seeing! painful departure,

  I think about this affection, when
  My memories dispersed,
  Fanfare announced the war begins,

  I arranged my weapons.
   In my path lullaby continuously......


Details | Bio | |

Craving for your love

As i sit here wondering what went wrong all i can do is dry the tears from my eyes. 
You brought me into this world as a mother should but somewhere down the line the mother and daughter bond was never to be found. 
I love you deep in my heart but you are not there when i need you the most. 
I try to please you but its never enough I love you your my mom but i never seem to do whats right. 
Everyday i wait to hear from you but our love seems so distance so far away. 
I call you ,you never return my call back.I miss you I really do, 
What ever became of the love between a mother and daughter?What have i missed all i can do is love you from a distance.


Details | I do not know? | |

Thoughts of a Caregiver

I tried so hard, but you were too fast, clicking gracefully on high heels down the 
shady block, laughing at me plodding in saddlebacks:  Can't you keep up?
I tried so hard, but you were too slow, stumbling to a wobbly halt as your walker 
scraped the harsh lobby floor, so the elevator doors slammed shut, and we had 
to endure double the long wait plus the nurse's low-keyed promptness lecture.
Once you bought for me, in the wooded park, a cheerful red balloon.  You 
warned:  Hold it tight, don't let it go.  I obeyed till we reached our back yard, which 
I thought was safe, and then it slipped from my sweaty child's hand.
Up, up it went, evading the trees, hovering between rooftops, red no longer, then 
disappearing from view, me crying, you consoling.
You have sparkled like a precious gem, mostly turquoise and sapphire, in happy 
warm sunshine.  I simply can't force myself to accept the boldly affirmative, 
serenely vivid colors of you fading away to wan pastel, off-white, off-black, off-
gray, nothing.
Frantically I clutch and hug, scolding, cajoling, praying, vainly trying to hide my 
despair and frustration, to filter out the rage from the devotion.
I can't whisper to reach you; you won't hear me.  Nor can I shout; a raised voice 
invariably means anger.  I am muzzled very well.  My brain shrieks silently.
You watch me intently, your fine mind intact, deep in thought, before you doze.
You wake from your apathetic nap in pain, a defiant fighter, and, God forgive me, I 
briefly welcome that pain for restoring your animation.
There!  I just felt warm sunshine, saw a flash of turquoise and sapphire.
Now it's over.  We both want you so much to be yourself, but you're pastel again!
I wish I could turn myself into a balloon, red, rubbery and soft, fastened to a 
string, pushed into your slack hand.  I want to yell:  Hold me tight, don't let me go!
We'd jump over the skyscrapers, then over the piedmont, skirting the green tops 
of magnolias and pines,
Then soar ever higher, mingling with fluffy clouds in pure vibrant infinite blue;
No more clumsy saddlebacks for me, no more scraping walkers for you, 
Just us two, mother and runaway red balloon child, euphorically drifting off
Toward freedom.


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HAND HIM YOUR HANDS

It was such a simple act but it had a significant meaning
the Disciples had no idea what the Lord Christ was gleaning
they had witnessed His death with their own eyes
and could not grasp the concept that He would still be alive
the Disciples thought He was a ghost and were very confused
the silence was then pierced by the words that Jesus did use
"peace unto you", was what He did say
"peace unto you", were the words He said that day
He did not come at them with the spirit of condemnation
He came with forgiveness and the offer of salvation
He came to give them the power of hope over their despair
He came to let them know that God will always be near
the Lord Christ showed them the power in His righteous hands
He showed them the nail marks that were a result of His enemies plans
He spoke to Thomas that day and told him to rebuke that spirit of doubt
For I am standing before you, now let your belief system win out

He died for us so that we may again have eternal life
His helping hands nailed to the cross, the ultimate sacrifice
from the murky waters of sin and the mired mud of death
He looked beyond our sins when He gave His last breath
those nail pierced hands that had for the people broken bread
those nail pierced hands that were always spirit-led
those nail pierced hands that put many miracles into place
those nail pierced hands full of God's mercy and grace
with a head to hear, a heart to love and holding out our hands to serve
it's our total faith, belief and devotion that our Savior deserves

on a cold December night at the time of my birth
my grandmother was the instrument that brought me onto this earth
I was a breach baby and I would have surely died
if my grandmother had not done what was needed for me to survive
she was an unschooled midwife but possessed a wealth of common sense
she knew to sterilize her hands so in scalding water them she rinsed
she reached inside my mother's womb and turned me around
it was at that precise moment that my true destiny was handed down
and until the day she died she worn those scars on her hands
a reminder that my very existence was a part of God's master plan
she handed Him her hands to give me the breath of life
and as a result today I'm  pastor, a true disciple of the Lord Christ
so hand Him your hands, let your faith become bold
hand Him your hands and welcome others into the fold
hand Him your hands, it's time for our hope to be rebuilt
hand Him your hands and receive the spirit to help and to heal



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Sincere Ap

SINCERE AP
I said I’m sorry or what was done
But I guess it wasn’t sincere because I’m being destroyed by the bitterness in 
me.
Although I hide it with a smile, a joke, or  laughter when in reality I’m continuously 
in sorrow crying on the inside because I’ve cried so much my tears have become 
dry and I programmed myself to make my tears go in reverse so I only cry on the 
inside
Some days it’s easy to hide and some days  it’s not
It’s like a cancer rapidly killing me mentally
It would be easier to be true if you didn’t give so many empty promises
If you talk to me and not at me
But  I’m not occupied to judge
Just to forgive and ask for forgiveness
It’s just hard to forget
But I will stop trying to forget, so I can look out for the same thing from happening 
since I was 7
A continuous cycle that has been going on
Yet I will dig deep in the black hole that I have formed with the bitterness that has 
tried to consume my soul
And apologize:
For the lack of communication hiding my feeling
Excluding one of you like the brother of the prodigal son
And forgive:
For missed birthdays, your days, graduations, and communications
With saying this a ton has been lifted
Unfortunately it hasn’t been said so I maintain with the weight of this 
unnecessary bitterness
Living life on the edge because tomorrow is promised to one and that one is no 
me
So I’m endangered of dying in regret and without reconciliation of my
FIRST
TEACHERS


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cAN'T STOP

There is not enough wrong that you could do.
I will never turn my back on you.
I really don't care what they say or think of you.
I will always love you.
No matter how old you get,
Or how many times you try and fail.
On me you can depend,
I will never let you down.
I will always be there for you.
Some things I may not understand.
There will definitely be things you can't understand.
But know that I will always have your best interest at heart.
Of course there will be things I won't agree with you on, 
But if you broke all the rules,
My feelings for you would remain the same.
It doesn't matter where you are,
Or what you become,
I can't stop loving you.
These are things that I know, 
If you don't believe me ask your brother or sister.
I can't stop loving them either.


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Unboxed

Unboxed
I held her tight
Her weight in my lap
boxed
to let her go gently
Water & wind ready to embrace her 

The sun falling halfway 
Our metal casket gleaming mid-flight

I needed her weight
in my lap
Not wanting to give her up
I thought I’d swallow just one bit of her 
Take her in and make her stay 
But she had chosen differently
Forcing me to reach into that wooden box
for her
And holding her one last time
extending my arm out into open air
fingers begrudgingly freeing
dropping her from sky
I let her go

First published: Dual Coast


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Bedside Colloquy

“Never once doubt that my love will survive,
Blessing you always while you are alive.
When our hearts beat no more, love we will share.
All of eternity love will be there.”

So you would say to me, but you were wrong:
Love’s but a blossom frail or a brief song,
Withered the petals, the music off-key.
Sometimes I think that you never loved me!
Far from eternal, as poets have said,
Love disappears long before we are dead.
Pain rules your body now, anguish my brain.
I’ve loved you all my life.  Was it in vain?

“Can your love help me now?  Can your love cure?
Can it relieve the pain I must endure?
I’m in a prison; old age is my crime;
And, though I long for peace, death takes its time.
Yes, I remember that flowery speech
Made when recovery seemed within reach.
Hope now has dimmed for me; faith too is far.
Sometimes I doubt that God knows where we are!

“Still I do love you, child, and I do bless,
Even without a smile or a caress!
This final illness I’ve no control of --
It will be over soon -- never my love.”


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I Met This Lady Who Didn't Know What To Do

I met a lady who didn't 
know what to do. 
She was deserted by the one
 who said; "I love you!"

I can't begin to describe
 her look of despair.
She asked; "does anyone out 
there really care?"

She told me of her very
 difficult situation.
Feeling much hopelessness 
and frustration.

I remember seeing her and her 
family at church before.
But things are different now... 
She's not happy anymore.

I was in a hurrry... not wanting
 this "extra burden."
But this one thought from scripture 
became quite certain.

We must minister to the widows
 and single mothers too.
This is a command Jesus asks of me and you.

As the body of Christ... we must 
serve one another.
Reaching out to the widows
 and the single mother.

We must see that their needs get 
our undivided attention.
Even though, at times, 
it's a difficult situation.

We must act quickly and 
boldly take a stand.
Reaching out to the widows and single
 mothers as Christ commands!

By Jim Pemberton
2008


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GOD'S GIFT TO THE WORLD

A woman is God’s gift to the world:
Her beauty is in her eyes;
Which is the door to the heart where true love resides.
A woman holds so much emotions inside.
Her tears release her pain and anguish when she cries.
She gives strength to life;
As a mother and a wife.
Despite of caring for family, illness, and fatigue she never quits.
With a open mind and a conscious heart a woman is well equipped.
God gives her sensitivity to love so unconditionally.
Even when others hurt her so deeply.
She even endures all her husband’s faults.
Through life she teaches and encourages her children to walk.
Her beauty is not in the style of her hair or in the clothes she wears.
It is in the tears that she cries because God gives her the gift to care.  


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MY BOYS

Moon beems and silly things
That is what you are
Race cars and bugs
And lots of little boy hugs

Hold tight to your self be true
know i will always be there for you
I will do my best to teach you right from wrong
just trust in yourself and you will be strong

So close to being a man yet so far
Stay my sons right were you are
Never lose those little boy grins
Never know the loss of your best friend

Raindrops and sunshine
In this heart of mine       
lollypops play on your smile
hold on to your innocence for just a while


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You Never Walk Alone

You never walk alone, 
in this life you live; 
You never walk alone 
for God will surely give; 
All the love that you need 
to live a life of peace, 
And the blessings of the 
Lord will surely never cease. 

You never walk alone 
as on through life you trod; 
You never walk alone 
for you are a child of God. 
You are precious to your savior, 
your master and your King, 
And for the love he gives to you 
your heart will surely sing! 

You never walk alone 
even when death is at the door, 
For Christ will surely guide you 
safely to his kingdoms shore; 
And in this kingdom you will dwell 
in the masters care, 
And all the glory that is his 
you will surely share. 

So please remember as you live 
and walk upon this earth; 
You've never walked alone 
even from your day of birth; 
For christ has always been by your side 
taking care of you. 
And if you'll look back over your life 
I'm sure you'll find its true. 
You never walk alone! 
Dedicated to my loving Grandmother Helen M Miller



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THE DAY I MADE MY MAM CRY.

Folks say don’t cry, don’t be lonely, don’t sigh
But I made my Mam cry
Tears filled my eyes, to see my Mam cry
Mam got bad I got sad
Now at the hospital bed I sigh
To see my Mam die and I cry
How sorry I am that I made my Mam cry

Now all that’s left are thoughts of happier times now gone by
Mams laughter, Mams joy, her voice as she’d rejoice
Her Lord had come, and said come
How I miss her tender ways

But only one of us will say, I’m sorry I made my Mam cry
Look happy stop those tears, look at photos of happier days
Happy days except for one, the day that I made my Mam cry
Now later I rejoice to know that in time I’ll hear her voice
When on that happy road I’ll go, to know I’ll see her with our Lord



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The Cultivated Mind (Home Grown)

Father and Mother 
With golden determination 
Focused to open my thoughts 
in several ways of revelation -- 
My manner is... Homegrown 
The once green mind still looks back; 
at all that has been revealed to its now browned shell… 
and with that same determination of gold 
I pass down the revelations of old 
to my children, as I have been told 
The mind should always be 
Cultivated to the best of ones abilities.... 
Its focus should start within the home 
That is why I feel blessed 
When I tell you my children 
Most assuredly -- I am Home Grown.


Author’s Comments: 
As a farmer tills the earth and toils to harvest that which he has sown and the wife 
prepares the table before him, produced from within the bounty reaped thereof... 
 Thus, we should take the time to cultivate the minds of our children, to also 
acknowledge their surroundings and the people there in. 
To stay focused on the blessings at hand, that they not live stagnant lives but to be 
productively responsible for the gifts which they each so uniquely possess. 
 The mind is a terrible thing to waste.


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Edge

Saw the world in mommy's eyes
Through the blood and tears she cries
Now I have to sell my soul 
To the fingers around her throat

(When no one's around)

The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
Do you wanna be alone?

Point and laugh till you're pushed in
Sins of the father are stories for children
But if you want to live at all
Innocence will take the fall

Daddy was a lesson learned
Rather go away and spread his word
To anyone willing to hear
Ones who love have too much fear

(When no one's around)

The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
The devil's in the walls
Do you wanna be alone?

Point and laugh till you're pushed in
Sins of the father are stories for children
But if you want to live at all
Innocence will take the fall


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all i know of life

all i really know are tears
hiding in shadows to avoid lifes promises
giving up chances instead of getting my hopes up
living unfullfillingly until someone tells me to stop.
if no ones cares, it'll be a normal day
no pity on me, this is just my way
you can hold me down, but i wasn't planning on leaving
and please remember, looks can be decieving.
i get up sometimes hoping for moonlight again
sheltered myself, no one can get in
i complain about lonliness but i'll shut you out
and i'll make you resent me without having a doubt.
when i was happy, i took it away from myself
there's nothing left
but i'm still breathing
sort of hoping for the next day


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I Blinked

Feeling a bit nostalgic lately, my daughter is only nine for now, but how quickly it has
gone by.


I Blinked
    by Amy Swanson


When I first brought you home
       so wondrous to behold
              little fingers, precious toes
                     tiny bundle of perfection

And then I blinked.


Nature through your eyes
       Each day is a surprise
              the time so quickly flies
                     you gaze at life with wonder

And then I blinked.


With baby steps you now explore
       we'll never go back to before
              you've opened up life's door
                     and stepped on through

And then I blinked.


 First day of school came much too fast
       Your toddler days I knew would pass
              I wonder if my heart is glass
                     I feel it start to break

And then I blinked.


Packed away your little toys
       you're now concerned with friends, and boys
              and walk with such a graceful poise -
                     baby steps no more, you run so quickly.

And then I blinked.


Getting ready, that first date
       can't we slow things down, please wait.
              I hear echoes of yesterday -
                    the years have gone by much too rapidly.

And then...

                 I blinked.


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No Matter

No matter what i do,
It's never good enough for you.
No matter what i say,
You think it's a lie anyway.
I feel like im dieing inside,
Thats why i sit and cry. 
Why yould you want me to stay,
When all you do is tell me to go away.
The angry words about my past,
How long do you think it would last.
I'm sorry it turned out this way.
All you had to do is prove,
You wanted me to stay!


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judgement

There are seven bowls
from which will you drink?

 The first bowl holds nourishment.
The second bowl is insubstantial.
 The third bowl holds
creative liquids reflecting
 a silver crescent moon.
The fourth bowl holds
a silver and white woman;
 the mother of all buddhas.
The fifth bowl holds
  Siva as she dances in death.
 The sixth bowl holds
 the incarnation
 of the Great Mother in the waves.
The seventh bowl holds
  ten thousand things
of transcendant wisdom.

Now, from which of these
 will you choose 
to stem from?
 For the time is now before you. 


Details | Elegy | |

You Weren't There..

Though you may be sad loosing a loved one..
You weren't there When God lost his only son..

You may think you have many a debtor...
You weren't there when Jesus was betrayed with thirty pieces of silver...

Though you may be weary and laden with despair..
You didn't witness when they tormented him and didn't care...

Although you may be in agony and immense pain..
You weren't there when the Lamb was fatally slain.

You may think that you cannot carry on and life is grim..
You weren't there when they mocked and spit on him..

Although you may have too many worries at hand..
Look down, you weren't there when they put nails in CHRIST'S bleeding hands.

Although you think you have been badly scorned...
You weren't there when they forced on his head, a crown of thorns..

Though you may feel that everything in your life is going wayside.
You weren't there to feel the sword that pierced HIS bleeding side.

Though you may think that you really don't want to live.
Christ loved us enough to die on the cross, and he will forgive.


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"THE LOVE I HAVE FOR MY MOTHER!!!'

The love I have for my mother
It's rare, very special and like no other
My love for you comes straight from my heart
Oh how I miss you when we're a part
It's all because of you that I'm so smart
Very special is what you are to me
Grateful and thankful is what I'll always be
When it comes to Mother's day
There's so much about you that I want to say
Your love is so deep and serious I couldn't never repay
My mother I'll forever treasure
And to have you as my mother is a honor and a pleasure.


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I CAN'T (The Incomplete Parent)

People say there is nothing you can't do if you just try.
But there are so many things I can't do, it makes me cry.

I can't ease all your pains, although I try my hardest.
I can't love you enough, although I go the farthest.

I can't solve all your problems, some you will have to figure out.
I can't choose your friends, but good decisions I will teach you about. 

I can't hold you close enough, eventually you need to pull away.
I can't put into words the way you make me feel, it's better everyday. 

I can't always understand your ways, I know you need to grow
I can't make you love God, but God's love I will show.

I can't make you the person I want you to be.
But I hope you remember the behavior modeled by me.
So when you have children who look up to you,  
You will realize how much it is that I have loved you.
And you'll be able to teach them the many wonderful things that you can't do.


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My Little Boy

You've had this dream from the time you could talk.
You wanted to be like your dad and chose the path he walked.
I thought you had forgotten and changed your mind..
Oh, but no you only were waiting for the right time.
I watched you grow up and I hoped and prayed,
I'd never have to say good bye to you one day.
How I wish your dad were here.
To see you go is too much to bear
And now you're going off too...
Dear Lord please don't let me lose you too.
Please watch over my boy and keep him safe while he's away
And bring him back home again one day.
He smiles and turns and waves his hand
And for that moment ,he's my little boy again.
I sit and read his letters over and over again
And he ends each one with don't worry mom I'll be home soon,
But he doesn't say when.
I hold his picture close to me.
His father would be so proud of the man he came to be.
And so I wait patiently,
For that little boy to come home to me.



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Hope

The end of my rope I am very near.
I hold on tighter out of instinct, not fear.
Personally  I'd love to just give up, let go.
But three little men depend on me, so the answer is always no.
My life ultimately has no meaning.
That's why I'm so unstable, always leaning.
No one really cares what happens to me.
Without me around no one's burden would I be.
Always I walk alone each and every day.
I am understanding now that it is just to be the way.
I am destend to love only those who will never love me back.
And to mourn and crave all the love and support I lack.
So if it weren't for my little men I would definately relinquish my rope.
So I thank God for their presence that gives me my hope.


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Mom

There is no other in this world 
that is quite like your Mom,
She's Strong, She's Kind, She's Wonderful,
She keeps you safe from Harm.

Her smile is like a gentle breeze
On a warm bright sunny day,
It fills your heart with happiness
as She wipes your tears away.

She's always there to comfort you
and teach you right from wrong,
To guide you and protect you
and help to keep you strong.

You never have to ask for her
somehow She's always there,
She knows just when you need her
in times of much despair.

The bond between A Mom and Child
is forever in The Heart,
A very special gift from God
that never falls apart.

My Mom's forever Wonderful
So Gentle, Kind and Strong,
I never will forget the way
She taught me right from wrong.

And so My Darling Mother
I say to you today,
My Love for you comes from My Heart,
It will NEVER fade away.

I wish you all The Happiness and Joys
that Life can bring,
Because You've Filled My Life with Love,
and made My Heart Just Sing.


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Trust Me Mom

My mind was poisoned with lies about me and mothers past
A portrayal of a woman who abused her young daughter steadfast 
Animosity and pain I felt as I listened to their agonizing deceit
Of a mother who misused her child, allowing her actions to repeat

The vulgar names they said she called me, at the age of two or three
Made me stop and wonder why in hell she ever wanted to have me?
I believe the Lord did speak to me telling me to defend my mother’s grace
And as I began questioning them, not even one could look me in the face

I cannot recall the horrible things you say and yes, I realize I was young
But what I recollect is her amazing strength and beautiful songs she sung
Songs my mother sang to me as she gently laid me down to sleep
Her soft soothing voice called out to me as she prayed for the Lord to keep

Looking back upon my past, my memories of my mother’s an endless list
Never can I recall the poisonous lies of a mother’s love which did not exist
How could I allow them to feed me vile lies which pierced me like a knife?
My loyalty should have remained with my mother; the woman who gave me life

A sweet soothing voice and gentle kisses is all that comes to my mind
Remembering a love for her daughter; being patient, caring and kind
I cast out the lies fed to me; remembering all the sacrifices she did make
Never taking her for granted again, guilt ridden by my many mistakes

Please forgive me mother, for I was manipulated into a devious scheme
My love for you is unexplainable and the lies fed were only a bad dream
I promise never to doubt you again for your approval and love is all I seek
Trust me again with all of your heart; the only wish your daughter bespeaks

© Stacy Lynn Stiles 


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waiting for the answers

Are you going to be at my side
the situation we're in gives us nowhere to hide
and work for you is a nonstop project
and tho we should be closer, i just feel like a reject.
i've been trying so hard for the last 5 years
but whats important to you are your friends and some beers
and though having this baby has made things so clear
now having you in my life is my biggest fear.
I dont want to be alone in this
all i ever get from you is "baby i'll fix this"
but everyday i still wake up to a mess
and i'm not supposed to feel so much stress. 
i thought that maybe things would come together
because we've made it through all sorts of weather
but the time you have gives none to me
and it makes me worried where we'll be.
I'll ask for a dollar you say you haven't got it
I ask for a phone a call but you don't have time for it
you say "i'll see you on thursday" and don't see me til Sunday
and i'll be surprised if you text me on Monday.
I want some stability
I want some respect
i'm tired of all these promises
and all this neglect.
I shouldnt have to worry about doing this on my own
or finding things out that i should have already known
and i love him so much but he still hasn't shown
that with this baby, i won't be alone.


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Family Picnic

   Mother sits beneath the trees
unwrapping tasy memories
  she lays them on a checkered spread
with lemonade and butter bread
   she says, "come now give this a try"
I twirl and twirl and ask her why
   "Because you can, because you should
because they taste so, very good."
   I took a bite and closed my eyes
and opened them to starry skies 
   fireworks popped and splinters
fell
   into the creek I knew so well
a firefly flickered on my shoulder
and suddenly the world was older
   My brother smiled behind the trees
and threw an acorn out at me
   I laughed and chased him round and round
until the sun came spinning down
   and we were sitting in the park
eating ice cream in the dark
   Mother sat beneath the trees
packing up the memories
   Come along, desert is done
the taste of summer on you tongue
   gum drop kisses, Misty dreams
sassafras and jelly beans
eaten with a splash of lime
flavor laden summertime
   The others all have dined
and gone and now you're left to 
carry on
   She folded up the checkered spread
with squares of white and faded red
she laid it out across my arm
   her smile was mischievous and warm
she put the basket in my hands
   go fill this up with hopes and plans
Cook up something, make a stew
of something old and something new
   just hand them down your
recipes of life and love and
Bumble Bees
   My Mothers' hair with silver
shone
   she kissed my cheek "you're not alone"
a breeze blew through the
Moonlet glade
   the end of summer's serenade
I saw their shadows drift away
"Bring us back next year" they say
Next year I guess I'll make the dishes
of yesteryear and future wishes
   to serve to those who come
behind me
   beneath the trees is where
they'll find me.


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The Poem

I was wondering around
My kitchen
When I saw this letter
Sitting on the counter
It was blue and white
I recognized it as
A envelope from
poetry.com
I looked at it knowing 
It was my mom’s mail
I stared at it for
A long time
But I couldn’t resist
So I picked it up
I didn’t have to
Open it to see
The poem my mom
Had written
I could see the poem
Through the clear plastic
The poem was called 
Little Girl
As I read the poem 
I froze because 
I suddenly 
Realized it was about 
Me as a little girl
I wanted to cry
As I kept on reading it
I just wanted
To cry
Because
It was the poem
That made me sees my mom 
Does understand 
Me


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You Were There When No One Else Was

You were there when I was blind
You were there when I fell behind
When I didn't know what to do, you told me
You helped me become me
You were there when the world came crashing down
You helped me get off the ground
When it seemed everything was lost you gave me hope
Throughout all my troubles you kept me afloat

You were there when no one else was
You were there to give me your undevoted love
When everone was against me you didn't leave
You were there to help me see
You were there holding my hand
Throughout my life you were my biggest fan
When I wouldn't listen you never gave up
When I was thirsty you filled my cup

You were when I showed up on your doorstep
For you, life I kept
When I was tired you helped me rest
You helped me become the very best
You were there to help me stop crying
You were there to say never stop trying
When  was lost you showed me the way
Because you loved me, Life is now okay


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Mother

Who would you give your love to?

Your respect, life and honor to?

Who was the one that gave birth to you?

The mother that loves you now,

And always will do!

 

She carried you inside her for so long,

For you, she always remained strong,

She was the first to hold you when you were born,

Promising to love and protect you forever,

Promising to always remain the best mother!

 

All those nights she never slept,

Outside your bedroom door she crept,

Always stayed by your side and never left,

All due to the love she felt!

 

Writing down your first word,

Holding you in her arms when you cried,

Singing you a mockingbird,

Everything for you she tried!

 

Remember all those times you fell off your bike?

Broke a leg or got into a fight?

She would always be there to protect you,

Be by your side.

A mother who would always wipe away your tears,

Always reassure you,

Telling you there was nothing to fear!

 

Remember the first day at school?

All those kids being so cruel?

She would always be there,

She was the one who cared!

 

But, as you grow older and older,

Never forget that warm loving shoulder,

No matter what you do,

A mother will always support you,

A mother will always put you first,

Listen to your every quench and outburst!


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Chasing

Chasing dreams and catching clouds
Wanting so much to make them proud
Crying at night hoping I did the right thing
Not knowing for sure what tomorrow will  bring

I want to be the best that I can be
But was it right for me to want to be free
Maybe for them I was not the right thing for me to do 
they need me but they need him to

I wonder at night while they sleep
If all the promises made will he keep
Dreaming of a good life with family and friends
Hoping when morning finds me it wont come to a end


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Baby Lost

Alone in a world of despair
Wishing I knew someone really cared
Reaching for something that is no longer around
My heart is empty broken and scattered on the ground

Yes I know I have to be strong
But some how every thing feels wrong
Hopeing I am making the right choices
Not wanting to listen to those little voices

The ones that tell me its all in your head
It is really ok shes still here tucked in her bed
My little girl lost to me so long ago
Took away before she had a chance to grow

I want to hold her kiss her good night
I want to tell her everything is al right
I wish one moment I could turn back time 
back to when she was still mine 

So to all of the mothers out in this world
Who know the loss of a boy or girl
Wather it be from missing or death
Remember your pain to I have felt

This is for my aunt who's daughter was kidnapped 14 years ago she still morns 
and hopes everyday that her baby found peace where ever she is today


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Accepting our loss

Such pleasure you gave 
in the short time we had,
but you were chosen
and though we are sad;
you're away from the dangers
your earthly life had,
away from things ugly
those awful things, bad... .
You brought us peace,
we can't be mad;
for your crossing over -
means an angel they add.
So proud of you,
so very glad;
from loving friends, family;
Mum and Dad 
xxxx


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Like You

Everyday I thanks God for 
Having a mother like you
I wish everyone was fortunate to
Have the gift that God has given me
You are my role model
And I look up to you
I wish God would bless me
The way that he has blessed you
When I have kids, I want to 
Be a great mother like you
I want to share that love
That you have always shown me
I want to be a success in life
I want be just like you
You are my inspiration
Thank God for a mother like you 


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Statue of Liberty

Torch of Triumph
Burning in the middle of a River
Come forth an alliance
Courage and strength
in the eyes of lady elegance
The hope of a city that doesn't wink
and eye and a heart full of cries
Yet she stands through it all
Never to Fall
Holding tight a book of honor
Knowing that knowledge is upon her
Her beauty fulfills the day
and brightens the night
As faith and integrity
displays from her sight
Knowing that there is life with
the Light


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a song for her

where are you going little girl,
little girl?

where are you going little girl,
where are you going today?

where are you going
little girl
do you ever come out to play?

how do you keep going little girl
little girl?
how do you keep going every day?

when will you stop?
little girl
little girl
when will you come out to play?

what do you think little girl?
little girl
little girl
what do you do each day?

when will you sleep? 
little girl
little girl
are you sleeping
everyday?

you need to sleep 
little girl
little girl
when will you rest today?

come and rest in
my arms 
little girl
little girl
safe in my arms
will you lay

do you like the rose
little girl
little girl
will you love the rose
today

do you like the 
red red
rose?
little girl, little girl

as you rest peacefully 
in your grave today


by janetta harrington 2007


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She gave me life

She gave me life, as does night bring
Forth fright
Of dark majestic, crimson skies;
And all that's great and out of sight
Meet within her splendid eyes:
Thus capturing all that is bright
Which innocence doth not denies.
One ray the more, one shade the less,
Had growing within her grace
Which comforts the smell in every tress,
Or gently washes smile o'er her face;
Where love and toughness sweetly express
How genuine, how pure their resting-place.
And on that face, and there above that brow,
So warm, so loved yet eloquent
The lessons learned, the smile that glows,
But remind me of days that good love went
well spent;
A mind content with all that lies below,
A heart that loves with innocence...


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DONNA

Devoted
Obvious
Noble
Noteworthy 
Articulate


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The Blessed Virgin Mary

                                                         tears washed
                                                the blood-soaked feet
                                                    of her beloved Son













In Loving Memory
Of the blessed
Virgin Mary


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"MOTHER ON YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!!"

Mother on your birthday
I want to say
This is your special day
And I hope many more comes your way
Mom you're all the world to me
Always and forever you'll be
Precious as everyone can see
With all the special memories we share
You so often show how much you care
And the love you give no other can compare
Mother with all of my heart I love you
Without you I don't know what I'll do.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 6)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    
  Later on that day others came and kept us company.  Everyone sat around, talked, and watched t.v.  I eventually got up a few times and walked through the hallways with the contractions at times stopping me in my path.  But, I always had someone there with me so that helped make it not so bad.  I was put on pitocin to help me sleep and my contractions become closer together and stronger.  My friend T’tiera came and rubbed my stomach until she had to leave and go to class and could not stay longer.  I was very, very drowsy, in pain and the contractions made me feel lousy.  Your nana could not get a break to sit down.  She was there to rub my back and stomach every time I frowned.  I thank God that she was there, even though at that time she was there with me all alone.  There was even one moment where I was calling her to rub me, someone was knocking at the door, and people were calling on both the hospital and cell phone!  After hours of dealing with the pain, at around 4pm I decided to get the epidural medicine.  That was a very tense moment for I had to be perfectly still and manage the pain of the contractions within.  But, boy oh boy was that the a great joy!  I was desperately in need of some relief and great sleep.  That epidural made it possible for me to do that and help all of the pain cease.  I went to sleep and had dilated to a six.  However, while I was sleeping some complications came up that they had to fix.  My heartbeat had dropped and was infecting you.  They put a monitor on your head to monitor you.  They were even discussing performing a caesarean delivery to get you out.  However, everything turned out fine and the labor went about.  Everything had been stabilized with me still sleeping not knowing anything, not having to realize what was happening with you inside.  But hours later when I awoke I was informed about all of those complications that had aroused and how the doctors fixed them like a mechanic. I think it was a good thing that I had been in a deep sleep because I probably would have over-reacted and made things worse with panic.  However, I was thankful that everything turned out to be fine.  If something would’ve happened to you I would’ve lost my mind.


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My Mother My Friend

We bonded when you heard my heartbeat
It went pitter patter ever so sweet
You let out a giggle whenever I'd kick
You dreaded the mornings I made you sick
9 months later and you had to think
Am I going to get the blues or pinks
September first came with a bundle of joy - 
A little baby girl
To whirl and twirl
Day by day you watched me grow
A little bit taller from head to toe
You were there when I needed to cry
You were there to help me without a sigh
Before you knew it - it was that day
I became an adult and went my own way
I know I didn't listen very well
I hid away in my little shell
But, please, believe me when I tell you - 
I love you and I'd be lost without you
Because of YOU I've made it this far
Simply because of your love and care
I feel your pain as if it was my own
My tears for you inside have grown
I'd do anything to take the pain away
But all I can do is pray
That you'll have the strength for another day
And you lovely smile is here to stay
If the clouds move in on you
Just remember - one plus one is two -
That means - Me and You -
You are My Mother and My Friend


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When the Rain Stops Falling

My Grandmother use to hate the rain
Said it reminded her even angels share her pain
But when the sunshines and the clouds clear
The world will be clean and full of cheer

Here lately the world is covered in clouds and gloom
The bright days are left in the shadows to loom
Wondering what the morning will bring
Will it be sunshine or rain

Angels are crying
young men and women dying
This world needs a bright clean new day
We could use these cloudy ones to pray


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A Mother's Love

A Mother's Love is forever true,
no matter what her child may do.

She will be there to guide and lead,
do her best to give you all you need.

When your down and need a friend,
a caring hand she will freely lend.

Sometimes her words may be harsh, but true.
Just because she wants what is best for you.

Cherish the time with her you share,
always tell her how you care.

Make sure you let her know,
how much you truly love her so.

For when she is with the God above,
You will never forget a Mother's Love.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 5)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  On the fifteenth of February at around  seven am the real contractions began, they had me in so much pain I thought they would never end.  I stayed up for two hours timing them to see if they would ever be close, however they wasn’t and out of pain is what I wanted the most.  Later on that day I had a doctors appointment, but only to find out that I still hadn’t dilated so I was disappointed.  However, later on that night the contractions started hurting me even more.  I couldn’t even lay down because they had my stomach so sore.  A few hours later from two am till three am the contractions were coming every five minutes and the pain was intense and very much not in my favor.  I told your nana I was ready to go to the hospital and we arrived there at about five or ten minutes till five am hoping I was in labor.  They put me in a room with these two little belts attached to my stomach to monitor my contractions and your heartbeat.  When the nurse checked me I had only dilated enough for the tip of her finger to fit, so with the doctor’s orders she wanted to get me up on my feet.  So, I went walking and then came back.  The contractions started reversing, they started to slack.  For they slowed down, they regressed.  Your nana thought they were going to send me home because she thought I wasn’t making any progress.  The doctor came in and checked me and to all of our surprise I had dilated to almost a three!  He then said, “Let’s get her in a room, she’s a keeper”.  Right then the thoughts of giving birth began to sink deeper.  I actually started to have just a tiny bit of fear of the journey I knew I was nearing.  I got moved a little ways up the hallway to labor and delivery room five.  The room was fully equipped to make you feel at home, quite spacious in size.  I was placed on another monitoring machine and hooked up to an iv.  At that point there was still only your nana in the room with me.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 3)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  Around seven months you were growing so rapidly and so was my love for you.  I couldn’t wait until I could see your face, hold you, squeeze you, and forever be with you.  With the start of our last trimester, and with only about two more months to go, I could only say, “boy has time flown by so fast“!  In the next month or so your baby shower will be taking place, and before you know it, you’ll soon be in my arms at last.  I had much to be thankful for that Thanksgiving.  I had a loving, caring family, and you growing within me, healthy and living.  At eight months I took time off from work to sit back and relax from that place.  I think I more than deserved to put my feet up and take a break from that environment that was so fast-paced.  You still moved so actively around and your head even tumbled down.  For you were steadily growing bigger and had assumed the position ready for birth!  With your head down and your feet stuck in my ribs you did give mommy a little bit of hurt.  It was said that at that point you were supposed to be all cramped up and not be able to move so much.  But, you felt like a pro kick boxer with cement boots so I really did disagree with such.  Doctor appointments went from every other week to every week in a blink of an eye.  Your baby shower took place on January 29th 2005 and boy was it a surprise!  In preparation your nana ran herself crazy, but none of this seemed to shockingly amaze me.  She went days without much sleep and muscle aches,  yes this is true.  For your nana wanted the very best and she did this all out of love for me and you.  The center was pleasing to the eyes in colors of blue, yellow, teal, purple, and white.  There wasn‘t too many spots where balloons and other décor wasn‘t in sight.  That day the weather wasn‘t so great because there was sleet, snow and ice.  Therefore, not too many people showed up but everything still went extraordinarily nice.  The gifts that were given melted my heart and there was nothing that could take that smile off of my face, even though against time we had to race.   We played games, laughed and had much fun and before we knew it time crept up and it was all over and done.


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If Someone Asks

My father always asked for help,
When he works hard,
When he feels n’t well,
When he wants to finish early.

I always asked to my father,
Can I have a ride?
Can I book holiday site?
Can I enjoy a pope night?

Mum always cares for me,
She cleans my room,
She cooks my taste,
She buys my dress.

I always listen my mum,
When she asked me for sleep,
When she asked me to stop watch,
When she asked me stop noise.

I care for my sister,
When she goes to school,
When she finishes her work,
When she plays in a group.

I care for my brother,
When he asks for pray,
When he asks for play,
When he asks for stay.

Parents objected me to hear,
If someone provokes me for violence,
If someone asks me for disturbance,
If someone admits an offence.


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precious miricals

i cried and you was there
i was scared and love we shared
i was alone and bare
still you showed me you cared
i was confused and lost
heart so empty and coverd with frost
still you guided me and held my hand
you have always meant the world to this man
you helped me believe no matter what i can
an angel my mother 
i would never wish for another
your my light and my friend
for you backwards i would bend
always here if you need me and never for pretend
stay sweet and beatiful my amazing friend


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More Then Words

I want to say I love you,
But I love you just won't do.
What I feel is stronger,
because all I have is you.
I want kiss your lips,
and hold you close to me.
Because when I close my eye's
your face is all I see.
It smiles and says 
three words I want to hear.
Your eyes give me comfort,
Take away all my fear.
So when you say you love me,
Be sure to understand.
Your all that keeps me living,
my heart is in your hands.


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I survived/ you helped

Education is the key to life when there’s no reason to be on the corner under street lights. My mind needs elevation to further my level of education and my perseverance to strive further for the best makes me different from the rest. When there’s nothing to do after high school, either be a leader or a fool, I’d rather be a educated sista’ then to just be known as cool. I see my generation struggle everyday because of the drama on top of the drama they make from their own mistakes, but today, for me, god has made a way. I know I can do, I have confidence in myself, but because I’m not perfect, family and friends are a big help. So when I go to school, and my family and friends watch me complete, and know that in life, I accomplished a lot in a leap, Ill know that there’s nothing I can’t defeat.

 


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Kataya

A gulf as wide
As the ocean
Exists between
You and me.
Though the distance 
Is great,
And the silence
Screams,
My love for you will
Never change.
It will ever be
As strong…
Strong and steady...
As the very first time
I heard
Your heart beat.
You are my firstborn
And will
Always be my baby.
I love you
Kataya.


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Momma's Smile

I love to see your smiling face,
it makes your beauty come to life,
your glow comes out like embers fire.
If only for a little while.
I know your fighting this battle.
The one between life and death, you have so much to live for 
we need you so much.
And yet when i see your smile,
I know your at you're very best.
You know this battle has taken a lot
but please oh please don't ever give up.
You have special places in each of our hearts,
losing you would break them apart.
So keep on fighting don't ever give up
you have so much to live for, we need you so much
I'll do everything in my power 
to help you live on.
I'll give up all of me to help you stay strong,
if only for another day
to see that smiling face,
I want you to know in my heart
you'll always have that place.


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Home

The angry ticking of the wall’s fiend,
Washes the troubles and time away,
To Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
I wish it could drown me faster,
So that I could tour Europe with you Mom,
I miss you,
And love you dearly,
And wish I were with you,
And with each tick,
Comes a sharp but fleeting pain,
Piercing me like a scalpel in my heart’s core.
The wispy air,
Of this foreign place,
Or is it really home?


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Happy Anniversary

To my parents: Happy anniversary!

You loved each other with all your heart
I'm sure you will never be apart
Remembering us in our carriage
Going back in time of your lovely marriage
Dad loving you because you're so cute
Mom loving you in your handsome suit
Mom being the beautiful bride
If I were there I would have cried
Dad as the handsome groom
I would agree and assume
For being such great parents
And having raised us right
I would right now hug you two tight.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly(Part 1)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

My child, it all started on the date of 2004 July 5th, I had received the news that I was going to be a proud parent of a beautiful gift.  After weeks and weeks of feeling nauseated, tired, and just really sick, I had made an appointment that day to see a doctor, by the name of Anita Schmidt.  She was very sweet, understanding, informative, and kind.  I described my symptoms to her, but didn't for fact, have pregnancy in mind.  However, I wasn't in denial and the possibility of that wasn't afar, and within minutes of us talking, my results came back and she said, "darling you are!"  My stomach turned with happiness and fear, that was the most shocking news of the day, and with my eyes all big and with a little stammering my response was, "oh oh ok"  Next, we headed to the examination room.  I stared at the ceiling rubbed my stomach, talked to myself and made plans for you.  Through the ultrasound I saw a little spot, with a thumping heartbeat, that was you!!  It was determined that I was eight weeks and on February 14, 2005 is when you would be due!  After the exam I went to my purse and got out my cell, I started to call my mom, the news, I couldn't wait to tell!  However, I hung it back up and decided to have patience, but temptation was great and the news couldn't take waiting!  I called your dad to share the joy and asked him if he wanted a girl or a boy.  He stuttered, "boy" with fear in his voice, and probably wondered, "why is she asking me about such a choice?"  After I talked to him, I called your aunt Tisha, and asked her if she wanted a niece or a nephew, she thought that me telling her  I was pregnant was extremely untrue!  She asked me to swear on my nephew and to speak to the doctor,  the doctor asked for my consent and then confirmed what I had already told her.  Really shocked from the news as it was told, my sister screamed in the doctor's ear, "Oh NO NO NO!"  While walking to my mom's vehicle with the ultrasound and pictures in my hand, I was a little nervous of telling her, but waiting I could not stand.  I gave her the ultrasound and her main concern was how I was going to finish college. I assured her that you were now my main reason for furthering my knowledge.  Wow, I’m going to be a mom is all I kept thinking.  I called many friends and family and they thought the news I was faking.  After realizing that this was all true, everyone fell in love with the thought of you.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 8)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  Your skin was so smooth and shined bright like the rays of the glimmering sunlight.  Your hair was soft and reminded me of black velvet that protected your small, perfect head.  Oh how beautiful is mommy’s precious man she had!  The contour of your head, your chinky eyes, from the length of your fingers and toes, to the bridge of your nose, are all matches of your dad’s.  Your physical qualities from me are rare.  However, I definitely see see my bottom lip, roundness in your nose, and my stubborn attitude there.  A little later you were weighed and measured as the air was filled with your cry, those shrilling, delightful, pleasing sounds.  As you lay there it was determined that you were twenty inches long, six pounds and thirteen ounces.  Snap, snap, snap I even had a picture taken of that.  I didn’t want to miss anything that was happening, I wanted every detail of that day.  I even got a picture of the placenta, they thought I was crazy, but I had to have it my way.  Your aunt Tisha was supposed to be there for your delivery.  But, by the time they got back the nurses were about to move me.  We got moved over to another unit called mother-baby and our room number was twenty-nine.  Everyone was so eager to see you and hold you for the first time.  Our hospital stay was very pleasing.  People came and spent time to come to see you and me.  The nurses and doctors were very helpful, caring, and nice.  The only part I didn’t like was them coming in throughout the night.  Whenever I would get sleepy I would send you to the nursery at night so I could get some rest.  But, the times when they would bring you back in the mornings with me again were the best.  I couldn’t wait to be reunited with you.  Even being without you for ten minutes had my mind flooded with thoughts of being back with you.  On the eighteenth is when we were discharged from the hospital to come home and I was glad to see the outside. The day was very cold and windy, but you made me feel extremely warm inside.  Jayden, beautiful child of mine, you are mommy’s little sunshine.









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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 9)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

 You are a like a rare, sparkling, and extravagant gem, so sweet, so nice and much too precious for any of life‘s prices.   My Jay when I look into your brown eyes I see a stream of endless possibilities, a vast ocean of forever flowing capabilities. You are one in a million of this nation and that’s why for you I will lay a secure foundation.  You are my world and I love you with all of my heart.  There is nothing that could ever make us part.  There are no limits as to what I will do for you.  I will move heaven and earth for you.  Together we have a lifetime ahead of us and I will be there for you throughout it all.  I will be there when you first sit up, take your first steps, and definitely by your side to pick you up whenever in life you may fall. 










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Mother Loves To Give {Seven By Seven}

                                   went to bed one stormy night
                                  woke up shaking in such fright
                                  was a woman standing there
                                  stroking curling  woven hair
                                  called for dog to jump in bed
                                  all he did was hung his head
                                  mother loves to give me scares









In Loving Memory
    Of Mom
{1934-2005}


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You Told Me

Let me take you back...
You told me that you loved me
You told me that you cared
You said that you would never hit me
And that you would always be there.

Well that was then and this is now 
I'm sitting here with a black eye feeling less than proud
Ashamed is what I feel, embarrassed and less than a drug hound.

I didn't let you go without putting up a fight
I deserve an award cause I fought you with all of my might
How could you do what you did?
I'm your sole supporter
The mother of your kids
Raheen and Domineek, Nasir and Shakya
The mini me's of me and you
The lil' ones I would die for.

To them daddy is your name 
Hero is your title
But what lies underneath is a snake with a rattle
Slanging in the streets and not coming home on time
Hustling your life away only for cooked crack nickels and dimes.

Yea you making money doing your thang
We stay blinged up fresh to def with 
diamonds,chains,gear and ghetto fame.

But as you get deeper in the game
Your fist becomes your let out 
It's hard to see what you're doing when you're bringing your anger out.

Why do you treat me the way you do? 
Like I'm your foot stool and even your fool
You aint in-love, really you don't even love me
I just got a firm back and a sperm hungry baby sack.

It's over and I'm done 
Finito Baby I'm not the one
Time's up for the headaches and pains
Bangings and beatings and downrating my name.

It's true our kids need a mother and also a father
As long you're in their life 
With me you don't have to bother.

There's no need for me to linger
No longer will my life be in danger
Help is what I seeked and found
New peace and new joy is what I'm spreading around.

Go ahead with your bad self 
Keep your riches and your wealth
You played me like a doll and then threw me back on the shelf
I didn't get any "Thank You's" or "I appreciate your all"
Not even a "Thank You" for help bringing four lives into this world.

Just like Spike Lee's movie
"Do The Right Thing"
I'm way ahead of it 
Leaving you with your games
Something I should have done long ago
But I wasnt strong enough to stand alone in the cold
Now I've grown wiser, mature and afresh
I'm not doing something good I'm doing what's best.


 


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That Special Day

As I dress my self for the special day.
I whisper a prayer to help me along the way.

Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress.
She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best.

My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour.
I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers.

The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father.
He winks at me, after giving me away to another.

Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place.
As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace.

I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride".
My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried.

We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path.
Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.


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In Golden Slumber

In Golden Slumber she lies,
Tears of sadness fill our eyes.
We know this is not what she wanted,
Such a great person that she was,
Her love never taunted,
As if it came from above.
She is resting now,
Enjoying her peace,
Such a long time coming,
She is now at ease.
So be happy for her,
For she is with God ,
Her pain no longer,
She lives within our hearts.


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Weeping Rachel

A voice is heard:  lamentation.
Rachel's weeping for her children.
She's crying; she's shouting,
And refuses to be comforted fro her children-
Because they were not.
They are no more,
Until a voice is heard:  rhema.
Weep no more for your children.
Refrain from your tears.
Your cries and shouts are before me;
They will be attended.
Your work will be rewarded,
And your children will come back from the enemy's land.
There's hope for your future-
They will come back to their own border.
A voice is heard:  celebration.
Rachel's weeping for her children.

Dedicated to Tasha Lane
Jeremiah 31:15-17


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My Dearest Mom

Although  she has transcended this existence and the same cosmic space we no longer share,
In my heart  Mom will forever and always have a place of honor there.
There's not a moment or a day that goes by that I don't think of her or mentally speak her
name.
And though not a physical presence, she is, as always, by my side guiding me just the same.
Some may think I'm crazy when they see me talking and laughing when it's only myself that
they see.
But what they don't realize is my conversation is the enjoyment of  someone else beside me.
Just as when she was physically here, she still greets, warns, and advise.
For me to ignore this communication would be both foolish and unwise.
As the years of my life start to pile up and I look more like Mom in my mirror,
and as my own children grow older, suddenly all of her lessons taught to me are more
understandable and the messages so much clearer.

Yes, My Dear Mom, though she is no longer with me in a physical form,
She is forever present, as from the beginning of my life, keeping me safe and warm.


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One day will come

I know, this is insulted task,
You are very important to me.
I know, this is insulted task,
You are fully enlightened to me.
I have no objection
You are quiet handsome and smart
I have no objection
Your are honest working hard a part
But I can’t allow you
You are still a servant.
But I can’t allow you
You are lower caste detergent.
I can invite you
If you have a different religion,
I can invite you
If you have a different language vision,
It is a matter of my purity
It is a tradition of my culture and faith
It is a matter of Hindu sanctity
It is a pride of my family myth.
You can’t understand
As you are exploited over the centuries.
You can’t blame them
If nobody accepted you a human the centuries
If you are Muslim
Still facing a caste barrier
If you are Sikh
Still facing a caste barrier
If you are Christian,
Still facing a caste barrier
If you are Buddhist
Still facing a caste barrier
You need to know
Hindu fantasies have strong ties
You need to know
Why all others have mourn flies
They also believe that
Caste is a God gift
They also believe that
Dalits have downtrodden rift
Is world ready to accept you?
Explain me, what have they done for you?
Nobody is ready to help you
If you are Dalit, they have done none for you,
They love you, 
Only the cause of their Religion.
They love you, 
Only the cause of their vision.
Religious philosophy is equal,
Divide mankind and ruled over them 
Religious philosophy is equal,
Kill the welfare of mankind to convert them.
One day will come,
When you will be a religious man,
One day will come, 
When a Dalit shouln’t be a Dalit fan.


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Sherri

The woman that took me under her wing
This woman gave me everything

She gave me hope
Which was the only thing that kept me afloat

She gave me courage I never had
It kind of makes me sad
This woman most of all gave me love and understanding

No matter what went wrong she was right by my side
Even if she couldn't help she made a point to try

I want this woman to know how I feel
I want this woman to know I am for real

She is my mind and my soul
This woman is my Aunt Sherri


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Kids and Insurance

A bottle of beer
Maybe a glass of wine
I offer to you
Sit back and unwind

Talk about the children
Memories make is sigh
Remember parenthood
Came with no contract to buy

There's no lease agreement
Can't trade them in
Insure with full coverage
That's where it all begins

Coverage comes from the heart
It has unlimited length
No matter where they go
It offers astronomical strength

When they break down
Don't call AAA
Only a parents love
Can get them on there way


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Blood

When the sounds lose all their volumes
And the sights can't be borne to be seen
When you think you've finally lost your mind
Don't forget about me

I'll be here through your struggles
I'll be here through your pain
I'll be here when you need me
I'll be here just the same

When it feels like your sky is falling
And your earth begins to shake
Don't forget about me
And let your foundation break

I'll be here for whatever you want
I'll be here for whatever you need
I'll be here through the turmoil
I'll be here when you bleed

~dedicated to my mother


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Temperature

Possible or impossible, work force is rolling dust.
Expected or unexpected, a task is streaming fast.

Who can finish a job, we need to finish a pending week?
Till last minute, we need to walk, to gain everything last.

Everyday, every morning, every week and every month,
Year after a year, centuries has development most.

A seed is growing new, a giant tree is moving away,
A filling vacancy is paying risk and running a cost.

When a body temperature loses, body feels weakness,
When temperature is high, body has temperature lost.

Everything has temperature; it has a good turning,
If temperature has balance, human and nature has trust.


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i never knew

Until the day i had you,
i never really knew,
that i could love someone,
as much as i love you.

And i cant explain,
the way it makes me feel,
when i see you smile,
just know i love you still.

But when i see you cry,
it breaks my heart inside,
so i wipe away your tears,
and hold you close to my side.

For we have came so far,
and made it through so much,
your my bright and shining star...
I Love You


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Candy and A Mother's Love

A Mother's love
knows no bounds...
(almost)
And, like candy,
is very sweet...

She'll risk her life,
for her offspring
She'll fight with
tooth and nail...

Her brood is
her essence,
Or so I have heard,
You daren't touch
or harm them,
Or say a nasty word...

Candy is nice,
I have no sweet-tooth,
But Sees Candy
of San Francisco
is unique

They have in some malls,
Their little candy boutique

My mother cherished
her Sees Candy
It was her only vice,

And if I tried to try one,
She'd give me this advice;
"Touch my "Sees"
I'll break your arm,
Those are but for me..."

I was aghast to hear this,
A side I'd yet to see...

So let this be a lesson,
Motherly Love
Has it's limits too...
And Sees Candy
Brings them out...
Just to forewarn you.


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My Deepest Sympathies

The words wont come,
To express how I feel.
My sadness is true,
It is so real.
Why at a time like this,
When there is someone,
You will miss,
Is there no perfect words?
Words to comfort,
Words to show love,
Words that come from above.
My grieving is real.
You know how I feel.
It just doesn’t seem enough.
You have my thoughts,
You have my heart,
You have my love,
My soul, never to part.
I am with you,
In every way I can.
I didn’t know her,
No, not at all,
But I loved her,
As you recall,
And I will miss her,
With each day through.
My deepest sympathies,
May God bless you.


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Honor Thy Mother

Our mother is dying. It is very sad, but true.
Do you not hear her crying,
from the pain that she goes through.
She deserves more of our attention.
We should treat her like a queen.
It really angers me to mention
all the neglect that I have seen.
It's hard for me to believe
that her children do not care.
It's hard for her to breathe.
They keep polluting the air.
We can't stand here and allow
her health to fade very much more.
Our mother needs us now, more than ever before.
We should all respect each other
and put our differences aside.
We can save our mother. Let our hearts be our guide.
So take this advise I'm giving,
for whatever it is worth.
If you want to continue living 
with our mother here on Earth.


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Scented Candle

Scented candle,
Flickers out,
Leaving me
To a world of doubt

Your light is gone,
You've slipped away,
Yet I know,
We'll meet again some day

Your light is gone,
No more shadow cast,
And though my soul,
Is now aghast

And life does end,
I know at last,
Your pain is done
You're flying fast

To heaven's realm
Where is peace and joy
I'll always be,
Your little boy.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 7)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  I was next checked and had dilated between a eight and a nine.  One nurse then told me to tell her if I felt pressure in my bottom because that would probably mean it was time.  The epidural had me so numb that It was hard to determine if what I was feeling was the pressure that had begun.  Dr. Kidd came in and checked me just a few minutes later to say that I was at a ten and it was time for pushing to begin!  The nurses started to prepare both me and the room for delivery in a rush.  My nurse was very nice and informative and had started me to breathe and push.  Your nana, aunt Edith, and aunt Trenita stayed in the room with me, but was told to stay on one side of the room when they were setting up their equipment.  The doctor began telling me to push, your head would appear and suck back and everyone watched with excitement.  With the epidural I was pain free and giving orders to them to take pictures of everything happening in the room.  Then, after a few minutes the doctor got out the vacuum.  With the aid of that and a few more pushes you was born, surprise!  Pushing for hours was one of my biggest fears.  However, at 11:32 p.m. and only after about twenty minutes of pushing my baby boy was here!  When your head came out you had to be immediately suctioned because you had a bowel movement while you were inside.  At first your nana was scared and hesitant, but then she went ahead and cut your cord.  I was still in shock at all of this happening, but it was very real and you were here, thank the Lord!  When you were first placed in my arms my lifetime commitment of loving you was even more confirmed.  My world, my life, my joy, my child, my heart, MY BABY BOY!   That was the happiest moment in my life I had ever encountered to date.  There was nothing then and there will never be anything that will ever compare to the way I felt when I saw your face.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 2)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    
  As each day and the third month passed by I was still shocked.  But, my love for you was solid, set firmly in place and locked.  At four months pregnant I felt your fluttering, and at first, thought it was quite bothering.  I also got to hear your tiny heart beat.  The sound was so sweet and pleasing to my ears of course, but at the same time it reminded me of a galloping horse!  At five months I started to feel a little less sick and even got to feel your undeniably, strong kick!  Now the feeling of you moving around and kicking, nestled in my stomach where you resided,  comforted me because it allowed me to know that you still safely existed right there inside me.  From the beginning, my family and I had been hoping that you would be a girl and allowed that feeling to deeply sink.  We went to stores looked at all the girls clothes and imagined how pretty you would be in pink.  At twenty-two weeks on October 13, I had the ultrasound that would determine your health and sex.  Deep down inside I knew that I wouldn’t hear the news that I had expected.  The doctor typed on the screen ‘Boy’ alongside your little wee wee, and I must admit the news kind of upset me.  I was upset because I had gotten used to thinking about all of the pink and the girl names, however no matter what my love for you would undeniably be the exact same.  Boy or girl it makes no difference, because for life my baby boy I am in this.  At almost six months, your name was decided and planned with good meaning behind it.  Jayden Makieh Kelly is who you will come into the world as.  Your name starts with the letter ’J’ just as your dad’s.  Your middle name is Makieh and was derived from a very special person in my life.  He recently passed away and his name was Mack William Sandidge, Junior.  I could not give birth to you and not include him as part of our future.  For almost twenty years he did things that I don’t think could be done by no other.  He provided and took care of me as if he was my father.  Even though biologically he wasn’t, psychologically, and every other way he was.  There wasn’t a limit to all that he gave, all that he shared, all of his love.  I still don’t think I could ever thank him enough, so with your middle name I provided  a small token of such.


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Jayden Makieh Kelly (Part 4)

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  Your crib was put up and oh how beautiful it was decked out in those lovable carebears.  I’d often just stare at it imagining your little precious body laying there.  I couldn’t believe that the time for packing our hospital bags finally came along.  I was in the stores all of the time buying little odds and ends, still shocked that I was about to become a mom.  Your due date, Valentine’s Day, came and in my stomach my baby boy you remained!  You were just as stubborn as your mother.  But, I knew that you would come in those next few days or another.  Contractions became strong, but the time between them at the least was about 8 minutes long.  However, after a few repetitions they didn’t remain consistent.  So, there wasn’t much need for alarm.  It was a little hard to convince your nana to remain calm.  Having so much anxiety about seeing her grandson, she got on the phone one night and called everyone!  Then the concerns came from all, phone call after phone call about it being that time.  But, we all had no choice but to sit back and wait until you felt it necessary to shine.  I had even registered to take college courses from home starting on the twenty-eighth of that month.  With you being due any day, I knew that taking care of you and studying would be a hump.  But, I had to gain that extra agility and use that as an ability to take care of you, my main responsibility.  For there was nothing that could make me stray.  I had to, I had to pave that way.  I made it up in my mind that I would never have our future suffer from any of my faults or laziness.  I would not let our lives be consisted of stress, worries, and the world’s craziness.  Remember my son that you were my main number one motivation.  Remember that your being supported the hunger in me that fed my determination.


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Mom, Tell me about Grandmommy

Mom, This photo of Grandmommy has been in my room since I was born
I know how she looked, but tell me waht she was like What did her laugh sound like? 
What did she say when she tucked you in at night?
Did she like to cook?
When you were bad, did she give you THAT look?
What made her sad?
How long was she married to Granddad?
How did her hugs feel?
Did she like to wear high heels?
Janessa, 
I could answer all your questions one by one
However, the easiest way for this to be done
Come, let me hold you in my arms
Yes, now see in the mirror there?
All your answers are here
For you see, you are just like Grandmommy
Just let me hug you another minute


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Growing Strong

At one point in time she was a loving wife
I'm sure she has been through every aspect of life
There is no doubt her divorce caused her strife
But she is still strong.....

When nights pass by and she's still alone with tear-filled eyes
All she has to do is look for her children; those are her golden prizes
Nothing can ruin her feeling of joy, not even silly lies
She remains to be strong......

A hundred hours a week dedicated to her job, her passion to help
She finds satisfaction in healing other's wounds, that's how she has always felt
A heart that remains strong and caring no matter what cards life dealt
She struggles but remains strong.....

This is also the woman who holds me when I fall flat on my face
Her words of encouragement telling me to take life pace by pace
Life isn't easy, she tells me and "That's just not the case!"
She teaches me to be strong.....

One day I know my mother will no longer be here for me
But I hope to make her proud by being half as strong as she
I want to be a woman like her, that's what I truly want to be
So she taught me to be strong...... 

 


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Ludichka

I love you when you're lucid
(or when your mind is going)
and even when the whiskers
of your confidence are blowing
I love it when your tannins 
filled with acid burn my mouth
and even when you stop short
asking what I'm all about.
I love it when your voice
all crackling, sunlit, fills the room
I love you even though I'm mourning
and you left too soon...


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You Still Need Me

Even though you’re grown
You’re still right by my side
Struggling to be independent
A terrifying bumpy ride

I remember that little girl
With braces and pony tails
Who clung onto her mother
Memorizing every single detail

You may look grown on the outside
But on the inside I still can see
That precious innocent child
Who’s still fighting to be free

Coming to me frequently
In need of guidance and advice
Not quite financially stable
Your timing always precise

You still need me, don’t you?
Although you think you’re grown
My daughter I’ll always help you
Never will you be alone

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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TRUE MOTHERS

Have you ever taught that  mothers
love their children in the same way?
Have ever you ever understood
that the eyes of  true mothers
share in their great joy
and most times cry...
when they make them really proud
of their first victory?

True mothers give more than
their immortal affection...
they open up their big hearts
to those needing strenght:
to help them in that long journey
away from their sight,not their thoughts;
and when they return,
they'll be waiting anxiously!

And if you wonder why you never
see them cry...it's because they withhold
their tears beyond her undetectable fears;
true mothers monitor your steps like God...
'till they're completely sure
you won't  bedazzled by failure!

True mothers can't help imagining
what tomorrow will bring to their seed;
and knowing that their mission in life is sacred,
they'll keep that love flowing...to keep us on living!  


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missing you

Miss you how can I explain.
A son’s love for his mother nothing can replace.
To hug you   tell you how much I care.
 Gently kissed your face holding you hand as you took your last breath. 
You slowly faded away no more words, thoughts to share.
What wasn't done today there was always tomorrow Momma I will call you Be up next week.
My time ran out no time left but to miss you. The years slowly ticked by and when I am sad
in despair I know you are by my side.
When I was a boy and had bad dreams my screams wake you from your sleep you hold my hand
till I went to sleep.
Momma are you lonely? Is it cold where you are? Does the darkness scare you .Do you feel
me missing you? 
Miss you tomorrow   miss you today but nothing ever takes the hurt away Memories tattooed
on my mind. Fore ever to the end of time.
Don’t worry momma, I haven’t forgotten about you. Cause I still miss you.


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Back At Home With You

Travelin down this freeway,
I'm wishing I were free from this world that I'm in...
I'm wonderin  if the traffic knows just where they're
going? and if they knew the storm was coming,
would they continue on this road?

Travelin down this freeway,
I'm wishing I were home where the love of Jesus grows...
Why did I choose to continue on this road
where the unknown comes, unknown?
My family back at home wonders when I'll return,
I'll stay dear family, where I belong.
Back at home with you.


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CARING ANGELS

Loving mothers are caring angels,
who direct us into the narrow paths of life:
to spare us much sorrow and grief, 
to motivate the growth of positive feelings;
and anytime we'll fall from grace,
they'll bring us back to God with praise!

Let those caring angels
adorn your golden dreams
with the glories you'll achieve:
like their affectionate words
that will give you worth and confidence...
when obstacles seem a hindrance!

Never resent their austerity
through reprimanding words 
or deserved punishment,
be grateful for their cleverness,
because it will keep your weakness out
and teach you those lessons of audicity!

Oh,listen and take heed;
be joyful and never  regret  your obedience
to those caring angels
who live their lives giving of themselves:
to leave their mark on all of us,
who  should disseminate their seed! 
  


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She Is

She's an Angel, she's a gift and she comes from above
She's a nurturer, she's a provider, she gives all her love
She's strength in a bottle poured out when needed
Her advice is a blessing when graciously heeded
She's honest, she's courageous, gentle, and sweet
Yet, she's the toughest little lady you'd ever want to meet
She's humble, she's meek, so full of God's grace
She has that look of great peace upon her face
She's a shoulder to cry on, encouragement you'll find
She's tender, she's loving and oh so kind
Who is this woman created by God
She's not just anyone, she's my Mom


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EVERY HEART BELONGS TO A COUNTRY...

Every heart belongs a Country...
big or small,  with or without prosperity;
a beloved and cherished Country
has its precious name
on each heart loving freedom!

It may have a beautiful ocean or sea,
breathtaking mountains so misty,
or a desert that can never flourish;
it may have raging rivers,
wild forests with sparkling waterfalls...
wealthy or unwealthy it is still a bliss!

Every heart belongs to a Country,
my Country is no different from others...
with a sky ever blue, like the calm sea
hiding islands with a striking beauty;
I walked its flowery and rocky paths,
plunged my looks to the clear deep
to discover what others seek...
nothing She withheld from me!

A foreigner among native inhabitants,
abiding and hard-working,  
thriving in this prosperous Country...
where all are given an opportunity;
and if  everyone starts out
with the simplest dream,
it can bring them financial security...
anything is at their command through incentive!

Every heart belongs to a Country,
it may be mine, yours or theirs;
it may be depraved of liberty or free,
have green forests, open meadows
or barren soil without streams...
but the people's creed 
is sacred and holy!
Loalty and bravery always endure
in every heart that belongs to that Country...
that can inflame their ardor!



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OUR MOTHER IS LIFE ITSELF

Our mother is life itself...
her sweet cheerfulness
brings the spring' sunshine
in wintertime;
no meanness in her heart...
when days are unbearable
her smile shines so bright!
Our mother is life itself,
and to hurt her will be a shame...

We thank you,mother
for caring for us
since you gave us
our first breath...
to live our lives
on our first day!
We thank you,mother
for the honesty 
and faith your words
have taught us,
be sure,dear mother
they will stay!

Our mother is life itself...
whose sorrow turns
 to joy;  she wipes out
the pain and understands!

Our mother is life itself...
she reminds us
of our weaknesses,
temptations,wrong desires;
our mother is life itself,
we turn to her each day!