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Details | Narrative | |

Birth, in a Quiet Room

“Well,” She asked; her eyes wide. Beads of hot sweat glistening on her brow like miniature 
crystal suns. Her angst was palpable. “What is it!”
     The air was still. There were no words. Just the sound of bodies breathing in – and 
holding.
     “Congratulations.” He held out his arms, handing the mother, her baby, “You have a son.”
     The moment shone like glass in the center of the heavens – pure and eternal.
     It was redemption from every wrong thing she’d ever done. 
     It was the shining eyes of God smiling onto her exhausted face; lighting it with hope.    
     It was the only place there was – the only time, the only space. 
     It was the only feeling that existed. 
     They were the only two incarnate souls in the room; on the planet, and in the universe.
     This was her child –
     her son.
     And she was his mother.

     (there are no words for such things. suddenly, I feel like an intruder. there are too many 
eyes, words and moments here. so it is here, I take my leave; leaving this mother and the 
only soul in her universe to their perfect moment. they will have many more moments in this 
lifetime; but none as sacred, as human, or as eternal as the first look from life to life; 
mother to child; heaven to earth, as the very first. None.)
     
“It’s a boy.” she whispered. Her throat a crumbling tunnel; stunned, but not really. Like 
she’d known it all along. “My baby boy…” She smiled into his ancient, brand-new face; 
tracing his delicate cheek with the back of her finger. “He’s perfect.” 
     She ran her palm along the bottom of his soft, miraculous foot, and laughed. “Look at 
your feet – they’re huge!”
     And as she wiped the tears with the heel of her shaking hand – smearing what was left of 
her mascara - she looked in to his, as close to heaven as one can get, eyes, and said, “Hi.
I’m your mama.” He smiled at her. He knew. He’d known it all along. “And I’ll love you 
forever…”
     The world closed its shades then. Leaving the sacred to its history; the moment to 
eternity; and their universe to its quiet, little room.
     


*Inspired by Deborah's, You Must Have Been A Beautiful Baby, contest; and every mother 
who has graced this sacred room.


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The Best Mistake

You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day. 

Your thoughts are racing through 
and through.

You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very 
much loved in grace.

Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.

You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.

So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.


Details | Quatrain | |

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)


Details | Rhyme | |

Daughter

From the very start,
I always knew.
You had a kind heart,
One that was true.
My values you would possess,
Taking with you every word I ever said.
With each new success,
You would move ahead.
I knew all along,
You would be all right.
For you are so strong,
With a future that is so bright.
How you have grown,
And become so mature.
I could not ever have known,
Just how much--that is for sure.
My sorrow will subside,
My worries I will put to rest.
As I look at you with pride,
And I wish you all the best.


Details | Free verse | |

Its Raining...

                          Its Raining…

God’s Cleansing Tool
Cloud-Concerto… How Cool !
Plop-Plop Plopping into Pothole Pools
On the Grass, Pavements and On My Own-Sweet- Fools…

who, don’t have Sense enough, to get out of the Rain…
… I think I’ll go Join Them… Again

                               Amen


Details | Free verse | |

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 | Quatrain | |

‘The Airplane Crossing Clear-Blue Sky'

My white-washed bars surrounded me -
they held me as I slept;
they soothed me when the days were long,
and mother’s blue-eyes wept.

A baby girl, six months or less,
awakened from my sleep -
stood up legs as sure as hope;
as strong as flat is steep.

My hands, my saviors, gripped the rail
so I could peek outside –
the bluest sky I’d ever seen,
As tall as it was wide;

came into view - between the blue,
an airplane gliding by,
its smoky streamer like a flag,
across my memory’s sky...

The memory is a simple one -
a window, sky, and plane -
but in my heart, it's heaven's door
and there it shall remain.

I’ve hung it on my memory’s wall
Between that life and this –
It covers every hole I’ve dug
In sorrow’s vast abyss.

This picture brings the special peace
I knew when I was small –
Where mother’s just beyond the door,
and waiting for my call…



*Inspired by Danielle's Earliest Memory contest. I have blocked out almost every memory 
from my childhood, and only a very few gems remain - this is the first. and I will treasure it 
always...


Details | Rhyme | |

Unlatched

So young myself, I was naive'
There was no doubt, I did believe
this babe who was latched inside my womb
such ties we had, would always be

Latched on, he was, as he was fed
Then later on, our hands instead
Not tall enough to open gates
I'd reach the latch for his escape

In time he grew to need more space
Strong ties we had, still had their place
With loving smiles, I'm watching him
He stretched to grow, and threads grew thin
And as he reached, and it grew long
Our cord remained, still ever strong

Years do pass, he's grown, a man
Our bonds have changed, but still lives on
Love came along, as it should be
He's bound with with her, I'm glad to see
It doesn't mean our link is gone

Songs are sung when lovers part
But no song for a mother's heart
When new adventures come one day
Those new roads take him far away

The man he is, has been set free
To be the man he wants to be
The child he was is never gone
She's letting go, yet holding on

If once, one wish were mine to choose
So many do my thoughts pursue
But one within my heart still yearns
If just one day, the clocks would turn

Together you and I would be
Sitting here among the trees
I would lift you up upon my knee
Just like I did when you were three...


Details | Free verse | |

Since First I Saw You

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

A Thanksgiving Tongue Bathing

Tender pats of a grateful mum
Saved from deaths door and sure scorching
The heat and ash were so close to overpowering
When a savior reached out and lifted us to safety....

How can I say thankyou, you are my hero?
I have not words but an overflowing heart
I give what I have....a tender touch
As I wipe the dust from your eyes


**Written about a picture of a mother dog that was rescued along with her pups from a burning 
building by a brave fireman. The mother dog licked his face tenderly to say thanks for your help!


Details | Sonnet | |

Shall I Compare Thee to Your Mother's Arse

Shall I compare thee to your mother's arse?
Thou aren’t more lovely, but more flatulent.
Rough winds do shake it; and bring on a farce
And all her clothes hath all too short a rent

Sometime too hot-headed of hell doth burn,
And often is the true nature exposed;
And every foul from fowl; my stomach churns,
By reason, or by nature's raging closed.

But thy infernal diet shall ne’er start
Nor gain possession of which now I grasp;
Nor shall we meet again; let’s stay apart,
When in eternal sounds the voice does rasp,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can cry,
So long lives this, and I bid thee goodbye.


Details | Rhyme | |

What is Woman

 Love is all I have to give.
Gentle describes my touch.
I will give you all that I have.
Though, I will never ask for much.

Peace is what I bring to your mind.
Hope is what I bring to your soul.
The words that I speak are poetic.
My words are worth more than gold.

God will bring us together.
Our bond will never be undone.
I will be there to help fight your battles;
Though the war may not have yet been won.

I have always been there for you.
Sometimes you let me pass you by.
I will still do all I can to make you happy.
I will console you when you need to cry.

You sometimes look me over.
Though, I will be who you turn to in the end.
I have come to this world in many forms.
I have been your mother, your sister, your friend.

So take this time to acknowledge me.
Give me the recognition I am due.
I am the embodiment of a woman.
A woman that has always been true.

Do not take my love for granted.
Do not toss me aside like a jacket that is worn.
Many of you have heard the saying;
“There is nothing like a woman scorned”.

My heart is a precious gift.
Do not give me pleasure, and then give me pain.
Do not disrespect my body.
Do not take my name in vain.

Please remember who I am.
Acknowledge who I will be in the end.
Know that someday with or without you.
I will be someone’s mother, sister or friend.


Details | Rhyme | |

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.


Details | Light Poetry | |

When i grow old

     When i grow old i will be glad
of the five braw weans im blessed to have
Gordon my oldest wise for his years
Kelly shes bolder but inside theres tears
Ashly my nightmare but i love her to bits
Sean has a laugh that has me in fits
Natasha the baby the wee cuty pie
I hope when she's older she gets a good guy
they are all so good looking no one can deny
and their all the apple of this mothers eye



Details | Bio | |

Simply Young

I want to be forever young
Just wish to live young

Lived a little too long
I need to understand

In order for me to understand
I need to live my young years

Live my younger years
Over and over and over again

This poem I write today
Is one pulled from my head

I decided to base my idea
On the bases of my life

I've always wanted to be a kid
I don't really want to grow up

Yes I want kids of my own
Yes I want a husband

I want a home
I want a life

Just not quite right now
I'd really like to live as a youngin' right now

I know I'm not ready
For the responsibility that comes with adulthood

I look to my mom for guidance
I talk to my grandmother for wisdom

Both have told me the same thing:
"Live your life as you. Don't bend for anyone else."

Their wisdom continues:
"You're only young once. Be happy and don't try to grow up too fast."

This is a story, in the form of a poem
I hope you enjoyed reading it
Because I know I enjoyed writing it.


Details | Free verse | |

Childhood trifles

those days the sun flew like corn flour 
freshly ground at the millrace 
even in winter it was yellow  
when I pressed it down with my thumb 
like an unfastened button on my chest 

I hardly cut my way with a stick 
through the tall weed field 
until my knee high socks 
were filled with thistle tassels 
jumping over the fence like a thief 
into our apple orchard
so no one knew where I was 

when the Big Dipper rose over the barn 
I slipped on the manger’s opening
inside freshly cut grass 
stealing my grandma’s small chair for milking  
singing for the young foal with caramel skin 

those days all hearts were red and warm 
in the shape of a gingerbread heart 
each star was a story 
whispered by fairies in the daffodils’ glade


Details | Light Poetry | |

Sleepy Child Lullaby

Pull your blanket up my child
I know you are so very tired
Let momma tuck you in to dream
Of running free in meadows green


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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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MAMMA ANNA MADE THE BEST BABBA' AL RHUM

Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum,
you should have seen me how it made me slightly drunk;
and jumping and screaming I danced to the beats of a drum...
then grandma joined in and she sang a classical song!


And the sweet cream was on my lips and cheeks, 
the Babba' al Rhum was delicious and I topped it with chocolate;
everybody began shouting, "It came from Paris,
but we Neapolitans reinvented it by improving its shape and taste!"


Mamma Anna made the best Babba' al Rhum, soaking it in that liqueur much longer;
and Papa' always told me to eat more of it...saying with a suppressing laughter,
"It's a man's dessert, after you eat it, you'll be strong!"
Oh, did he really tell me the truth? No, he was wrong!


It's so very sad that they aren't here,
and I am eating pretzels and drink a beer,
the harmony that stirred their passion can't possibly return...
as they danced on the terrace to celebrate the day I was born!


Mamma Anna knew how to make the best Babba' al Rhum,
and I licked the dripping rum with my finger...not my tongue!
She spoke calmly...when she should have gotten mad and picked up a broom;
no, she was never mean and rude, or ever said to me, " Go to your room!"


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Boot-Legged Mama '

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

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

               … Boot-Legged Mama

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

               … Boot-Legged Mama

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

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

               … Boot-Legged Mama

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

               … Boot-Legged Mama

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

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

               … and be a Boot-Legged Mama!

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

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

MoonBee 

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


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To a mother

a mothers gentle touch
calms hurt and fear 
a mothers loving hands 
wipes away the tears
a mother is always there
to lend a helping hand 
she is a source of strengh
to help us better stand
when all else has failed
and no one seems to care
you can depend on mother 
for she will always be there


Details | Acrostic | |

Mothers

Mothers are truly God’s gift to the world and really for us 
Oh, they will put things out, even a fuss with a simple touch
The essence of their being prevents us from being in a rush
Hear their words of wisdom and one will learn very much
Even as drivers they shift gears without scraping the clutch
Resting a child’s head, they simmer a cry with such a hush
Saving grace, loving us dearly like a hand with a royal flush


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 | Lyric | |

Mom

Mom, you are my role model
Raising me to a young woman, from a little girl
Step by step, day by day
You've done a great job, in so many ways

When I need someone, you are always there
I never have to doubt that you care
I can always tell you what i'm thinking of
Mom, you have my love

You raised me the best you could
Took care of me like any good mother would
You brought me in this world, guided me through life
Giving me the things every kid needs to survive

You righted me when I was wrong
many times you helped me stay strong
Like many mothers, you've tried your best
And mom, i'd say you passed the test

Raising four girls by yourself
Must have been harder than I could inmagine
But obviously you knew just where to begin
And for that i'll love you to the end.....


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Because You Answered Yes

My head's up in the clouds
I'm walking on air
Thinking about you
Without a single care

'Cuz nothing else matters
Except for you and me
What we want to happen
And who we want to be

Am I to excited
Getting ahead of myself
I know another broken heart
Is not good for my health

I probibly need to calm down
Maybe take a rest
All these feelings happening
Because you answered yes


Details | Bio | |

Trying Times

Trying Times

Can I maintain this life
Without begging Christ 
To save me 
From the life he gave me 
Can I walk to the plot
To where lays my father death spot
And stand over his grave 
His life is with me acknowledgement
I’m is daughter but I wasn’t with him his last dying days
Tears seem to not fall from my eyes 
Because I know emotion will not grow him back 
And the last words that utter from my mouth will be with me until the day that I’m 
dead they are now un-depart able bitter words that has now been said

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me 

I dream of some better days 
As a young child proven educate with good grades
Wanted to be a woman at a young age 
Started working on my life 
Tried to blackout every thing in my life that went wrong 
Even as a minor I promise god that all my struggling was going to  make me 
strong
But lost in the mine set that I had no one to carry with me 
Turn my back on the people that had given me life 
Told  them I didn’t need them so forget their advice 
I broke them down to the same feeling that rooted  bitterness 
Spoke for me took hostage over my pride 
But each heart beat I wanted I wanted them to reach for me because all I wanted 
was to be their child 

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying times he’s given me trying times is in me 

Fast I was moving 
Tried I was getting 
Still I wasn’t not going to stop 
Because I  will never give up 
I instill in myself as long as I don’t misused my body and educate my mine 
There was nothing that could harm me Nothing
Suddenly  everything that  I was reaching for turn around and ran from me
And for the first time in my life I wanted good to save me 
I barely stop myself from falling to my knees begging him to free me 
For now I could see 
My daddy deceased 
My mother sickly 
And soon I will be a woman 
For I will be no ones child 
I feel as if I’m not ready 

They say Gods give you nothing you cant bare
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me






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"MOTHER TODAY IS ALL ABOUT YOU!!!"

Mother today is all about you
Every words I'm about to say is true
So first I want to start by saying I love you.
My sweet precious Mother
You're geniune,and like no other.
I often thank God for you
And for all you done,and all you still do.
You're more than a Mother,you're my deariest friend
I know in my heart your love will never end.
On this special day,  your Retirement
I hope you have lots of excitement.
My Mother is the friendiest,sweetist person I know
And it's proven by the actions that she show.
She worked hard all of her life,so many years
Stayed strong,and shedding very few tears.
My Mother has taught me alot
And there;s so much love,and respect for you I've got.
She always tell me right from wrong
Her words lift me up so I'll stay strong.
Having you as my Mother is a great pleasure
All the days of my life you'll be the 1 I treasure.


Details | Ballad | |

The Definition Of A Real Woman

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

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

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

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

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



Details | I do not know? | |

Hugs

Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.


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Princesses

Pretty princesses
Dancing all around
Frolicking through fields
Very beautiful
Just like you!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Family Grief Family Happiness

  
   Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
        
    My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
        My Mother caring about all five in different ways
      Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays 
     My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
          
      Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John. 
       music  a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !

     Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
          The music  takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "    
      My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
                 My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
        feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food               
         
       the yelling , slamming of doors ,  tempers Flare , passion 
         Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
        
        After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
         Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?

       Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee  
                 No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
          the  Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .  
        Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
             Excited in Chicago !  seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
        Cubs ,  museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
        
       Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
             Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `  
        Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones , 
          scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
        
           ~ That is the Family I Love ,
                     that is the Family I choose to miss ~    
                       
              


Details | I do not know? | |

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Love Never Fades

There's a little history to this particular poem. I know I wrote it when I was 11 or 12 years old. I wrote it for my Grandma Dorabel, who is today 90 years old. I also wrote it for my uncle John who had been taking care of her at the time; I didn't want to leave him out so I put on the letter: For Grandma Dee and Uncle John! I wrote this short little poem along with a drawing of a cat and some flowers. However, I actually never sent the picture to her! My parents and I must have forgotten to send! To me that was unacceptable! I thought to myself today when I found the picture, I must send it now! The picture is now on its way to her, so I am happy she will at last receive it. 

---------------------------- You can send me a bouquet of flowers, You can order me a box of chocolates, You can buy me a fancy outfit, But flowers don't last, Chocolates eventually disappear, Outfits get out of style, Yet Love never fades, And it's the most precious gift of all


Details | Burlesque | |

Redneck FATHER'S DAY------

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



"Storm over yet...?"

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

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

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



© 2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

   










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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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Mom - You are my harmonious World

                       The poem is dedicated to my Mom..My bestest buddy ever..
                                         wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

 Mom - You are my harmonious World!!!! 


      MOM you are a beautiful angel who always had an great heart of making my problems simpler..just cant compare you with anyone in this world..You have been moonlighting in my life since many years..you are my shadow,you are my strength,you are great friend of my mine..thanks for being the bestest mom ever in my life..you struggled so hard for curving my career,u painted ma life with colourful rainbows,thanks for ur patience when I get panicked,you knw how to handle me..My life will be incomplete without you..I can't spend a single day without having thought abt you..you always shower with an unconditional love..you are the  mesmerised persona..who lime lighted my life..my world..Wish you a very happy birthday and happy mother's day too..Love you mummy..



wrote by:
Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Grandma

I was your first born grandchild, the first grandchild to know you.
40 years of time passed before I was born.
You gave life to six children, built a home for your family to grow.
Your children embarked on their own life journeys.
They went in many directions, spread from one coast to another.
But always drawn back to that, Sugar Shack.
40 years passed. I was born.
I spent my time with you grandma, learning all the things little girls should.
I remember the music, oh the music!
You played your piano, and I was awed.
I have never forgotten sitting with you on your piano bench.
The calm, the music, the pages of music turning.
Your fingers floating over the piano keys like magic.
Nor have I forgotten the stories passed on, letting me learn my heritage.
You told me where I get my love of horses from. To follow my dream, to work at the racetrack,
Encouraging me to follow it through.
You knew what path I wanted to follow - thank you for believing.
I remember the years with a smile, with tears in my eyes.
 The laughter, summer vacations.
Those years will never be forgotten, but held close to my heart. 
Grandma, only 40 years has passed since I was born. 
I thank you for every one of those years!


Details | Cinquain | |

Mothers

                                           Mothers
                                       Kind, Helpful
                              A special person in are lives
                                        Mothers Day


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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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ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

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

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

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


Details | I do not know? | |

WHO AM I BY NAME ALONE

written 10th Aug 2013



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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Rhubarb Pie

Oh for a taste of rhubarb pie!
Home picked, home baked--
Mouth watering, I don’t lie.

A tart and sweet delicious delight;
Tingles, mingles with the tongue.
Mom always cooked it just right!

Some might let theirs go to waste,
But I’ll eat their piece without delay,
I just love that capricious taste!



Note* I haven’t had a piece of Rhubarb pie
since my dear mom died in ‘94



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The Happy Dress

It’s a mother-in-law’s right, her prerogative 
To ‘drop in’ on her son almost any time,
But a mother-in-law should always be prepared
For almost anything she may find.

So, Mother Cready dropped in unannounced;
But as she approached her son’s front door,
Suddenly it opened.  “Ta Da!  Do you like my happy dress?”
His young wife stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

“Oh, my word!” Mother Cready exclaimed with surprise.
“Why are you naked?  Are you insane?”
Just as surprised, the young wife pulled her inside.
“Please, Mother Cready…if you’ll just let me explain.

You see, when Mac has had a rough day,
When he’s been under a lot of stress,
Sometimes I meet him at the door
With a smile and a kiss in my happy dress.

It always relaxes him and makes him happy,
Then he makes me very happy too.
It works for Mac and me, Mother Cready;
Maybe it would work for you.”

“We’re too old for such.” scoffed Mother Cready.
“Perhaps if we were young like the two of you.”
But, on her way home, she decided
She was definitely going to try it too.

So, she bathed and put on some nice perfume,
Fixed her make-up and her hair.
She was thinking some very sexy thoughts,
But she had to hurry…no time to spare.

She heard her husband’s car in the driveway;
And as he approached their front door,
She threw it open.  “Ta Da! Do you like my happy dress?"
She stood there in her ‘all in all’…nothing more.

She saw a little grimace cross his face,
But that was not the worst.
Then he said, “I appreciate your happy dress, my dear;
But maybe you should have ironed it first.”

ALTERNATE LAST VERSE

“Well…your ‘happy dress’ could use some ironing;
But my birthday suit could use some starch.”
He kissed her. “Bet you and I can work it out.”;
And off to bed they marched.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Tone In Her Voice

The tone in her voice told me I had gone to far,
the tear down her cheek another scar 
inflicted upon an already bruised loving heart.

The look in her eyes cause me to shudder,
the clench of her jaw arouses a twitch of her lip,
to quell and dissipate words she would love to spew,
but will not,
instead, scream into deep recesses of her brain.

The stoop of her shoulders, hands balled into fists drilled into her waist
with legs spread taunt, 
all positive signs to find an escape route.

As I turn and crawl away I hear her say,
if you were not a baby, there would be the devil to pay.

There was not anything I could say,
at nine months,
language was scheduled for another day,
so I just went about my way,
next time I see mom, she will give me a hug, everything again okay.

Until the next time.


Details | Imagism | |

A Farmer's Eyes and a Sailor's Shadow

A thorough yield
On a farm field of far east
It took me time to realize
How far I am to my far east of coast

Call of my weather
Call of my winds
I sailed further and farther
To my naked coasts
Naive songs, Nimble rains
Nile of rivers, Nascent clouds

Reaching this far
I kissed my earth
Ground of my grief
Glory of my ghosts
Glad is those leaves
However scanty they are

Cast is my shadows
No longer they hide
My colors and my figures
They cast numbers on stars
Measure their light
Scope my winters
Scale my summers
Scanty my rains
Scuttle I wish my springs

Now let me see my greens
Their leveling heights
Their leafy gaze
Their spiderly gesture
Their primordial texture
Now let me be slow
In company of my greens

#Poem by +Gokul Alex


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Conflict - Tomboy or Girl

The bark worn smooth,
a scamper up.
Looking down takes my breath away.
Leveling off, I’m safe in the cockpit.

Flying the Iowa skies, way above the tassels,
Control panel at my fingertips.
Spreading my wings and charging the clouds.
Birds skimming by.

The branch cradling my adventure
is broad,
back firmly against the trunk,
sun over my shoulder.

Apple blossom shadows on my arm.
Between petals and freckles,
bright spot lights of sun
sparkle on my skin.

The petals are so pretty.
I pick a bouquet,
shinny down the tree, and
bring apple blossoms home to my mother.


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MY SEVEN BLESSINGS

God bless little angels brought unto me,
Watch over them beneath heavens grace.
My first of seven blessings most precious gift,
Treasures hearts keepsakes.
Number one the oldest, my rocker baby,
Dancing away with musics sweet lullaby.
The lyrical light of brilliance’s, a shinning note,
That strums across grandma's heart strings.
The second child is a testament to patience,
No instructions came with this wonder
Or warning labels tattooed upon her backside.
But she has the eyes of an angel and lord knows,
She try's my beliefs but I'll never give up the fight .
I love my problem child just the same.
The third times the charms, she is that for sure,
With brown eyes and a kewpie doll with dark curls.
Our grand daughter bubbles, whom can light up the
Darkest moment with just a simple smile.
The fourth grace is he, full of strength and daring,
A future NFL first draft pick this is my little RJ,
Patton had his tank and believe you me, Me maw
Has hers.
Diamonds are the hardest stones known to man,
But this boy sparkles with a shine more valuable,
Then gold.
Fifth in line is wisdom and charm, explorations
Future astronaut.
With curiosities wondering eye, but ahead of
The pack in any game of life.
My youngest grand son Issac his name means,
Laughter and joy and in this it is so true.
Tiny but mighty is my little Bella,
With dark raven hair, she has her fathers eyes,
And mommy's brave spirit.
She'll take on the world someday.
And win by all hands clapping her on,
Me Maw's future Mrs. America.
Seven was born on grandma's birthday,
A special gift given unto me is my darling,
Trinity.
Who knows what the future will hold for thee,
But seven has always been my lucky number,
So sky's the limit with this the youngest blessing,
In my life.

1.  The blessings gift is music.
2. The second blessings gift mischief and curiosity.
3.  The third blessings gift beauty's sweet smile
4. The four blessings gift strength and endurance.
5.  The fifth blessings gift wisdom and charm. 
6.  The sixth blessings gift is a brave spirit.
7. The seventh blessings gift is lucks true fortune.
And when you add up all my many blessing,
What does a grandmother receive a full heart,
Hugs and kisses at bedtime.
Good night my little angels and sleep tight.
I'll re-sight my many blessings in my prayers, 
Tonight as I lay myself asleep and dream of thee.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN








Details | Rhyme | |

Beautiful Shelby

Having you so young made me a mother
My love for you compares to no other.

We’ve shared in heartache and we’ve shared in pain
But the happiness and love will always remain.

You are unique, you make me proud
The light inside you shines through a crowd.

Your hopes and dreams inspire me
Your souls so beautiful like the deep blue sea.

I do not regret having you
You’ve opened my eyes and made my heart true.

You’re wise beyond your years they say
God sent an old soul to show me the way.


Details | Blank verse | |

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!!” 


Details | Couplet | |

THE HOUSEWIFE'S LAMENT

It's not easy to live with every day problems,
Especially when someone expects you to solve them,

The minute that trouble has raised up it's head,
And balance the budget and make home made bread;

And making and keeping appointments and errands,
While setting a shining example as parents.

Sometimes I just wish I could go back to bed,
And dream a sweet dream and wake up instead,

To find I can take a day off to relax,
Perhaps read a book and not feel so taxed;

'Cause the house work will be there tomorrow for sure,
And I don't have to worry, my job is secure.

Who'd want all the worry I have all the time?
It's no bed of roses, no sweet dream sublime;

For I am a homemaker, nanny and nurse;
The one they all turn to for better or worse.

This is my castle and I am it's queen,
And I wouldn't trade it for anything.



(It's the most thankless job in the world --- or is it.)


Details | Free verse | |

On Turning Eight

The whole idea of it makes me feel
Like my childhood is over
That I will walk into the world,
Empty-handed
Maybe I should just give up
And never get to be a kid
That small slice of hope
Could save me from ever having to mature
And be my own person
No longer attached to my mom
Like she is my charger
And I am a phone and 
I would die without her

You tell me what to do,
But that is because you have forgotten
That I am eight
And you can’t control me
But I can lie in bed and remember every digit
At four I was a woman,
I could give birth
At two, a cat
Prowling around the house 
At six, a wizard,
The best one around.

But now I am mostly staring at that little LED
Screen of my phone.
Back then, I played outside
And my book never sat sadly,
On my desk,
As it does today.
The small words, fading into black.

“This is the beginning of responsibility”
I say to myself, as I do my chores.
Time to say good-bye to sleeping in
Time to get good grades

It seems only yesterday I used to
Make forts, with sheets,
Protecting them from monsters
But now when I make forts,
I watch them crumble,
At the monster’s victory


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

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.


Details | Sonnet | |

Catch Me If You Can French Sonnet

<               enticing to eyes watching mama's pink roses bloom
                 fourty years later someone else now cares for them
                 fresh cut daily and seen in her arms their long stems
                 tears streaming down face I sit under swollen moon
                 waiting watching for sun to come up again soon
                 to catch one more glimsp of mama's planted old gems
                 unfurling petals before been chopped or condemned
                 think I'll ask if can take one for my dining room

                 aroma bursting amidst thy supper's table
                 bowed heads we come and thank our Heavenly father
                 somebody still cared though sick and times unable
                 and answers it's door for which one has come bothered
                 to let bask in roses empowering fable
                 and not to be called as it's one's roses robber



French Sonnet is a poem with rhyme scheme
Of ABBAABBA and CDCDCD
Or ABBAABBA and CDECDE
Syllable count is 12 syllable per line.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

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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Will We Know Him

Will We Know Him?

Will we know Him if He stood in front of us?
If He walked by us on the street?
Will we know Him?
If we have a chance to meet Him in our  lifetime?
In that split second that we meet Him?
Our eyes met for the first time?
Will we know Him?
Yes reading the moment we stood side by side?
Our smiles are very clear
Our heart jumps around
Yes we do know Him?
That look, and that feeling
When we know we've found our home
Yes we do know Him
Yes we know what to say to Him
As we walk away together
Yes we know Him as He knows us His children
We are finally together

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Mamma's Simple Plan

Every single time I hear that song,
 it always brings tears to my eyes.
I'm not sure if it's the singers voice as he carries on,
 or the lyrics to the words that he cries.

A simple kind of man,
 is something all men should be.
Momma's wish this for their sons future plans
 in a prayer that they may one day see.


As men search this world for a woman,
 they may someday share with their love.
The love they are always searching for
 only seems to come from up above.

Do nothing but follow the love in your heart,
 though at times it may be hard to control.
For it was a gift given you from the very start,
 that will help you to carry that heavy load.

This world that we now live in,
 we may live a little bit to fast.
For problems always seem to happen,
 and sometimes they forever last.

Spending your days searching for wealth,
 does nothing for the goodness of your soul.
With it you can't buy yourself new health,
 in those weary days as your body grows old.

Momma's only want their sons to live a simple life,
 without any worry they will get to out of hand.
Always stay loyal to the woman you love and call your wife,
 and keep your momma happy, living life as a simple man.



DannyBoy:1-20-13 Updated on 11-10-14
My thoughts on the song- Simple Man
By Lynyrd Skynyrd & Or Shinedown




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Sweet Emily

God sent an angel
down to me,
someone to love
unconditionally.

She is beauty
and full of grace,
a gift that I
could not replace.

I never knew
that I could feel,
so much love,
it seems unreal.

I want to hold her
everyday,
and keep her safe
in every way.

Every time
I look at her,
there is no doubt,
that's for sure,
that God and heaven
do exist,
on this fact
I must persist.

Because His love
was sent to me,
through my own
Sweet Emily.


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Me

I understand the hearts of romantics,
The rapture of their words written on a blank piece of paper
Wrapped in pink ribbon to send to a lover
	 who only existed in the throes of imaginary adventure.
How the girl with the tattered spirit like a moth-infested closet
	Sprouted wings in a butterfly-like metamorphosis
Only to find a hole in the dusted wings that sent her sailing to the floor in a
frightening free-fall only followed by her teardrops.
How she dusted her knees and asked the teddy bear to kiss it better who only answered her
with the silent glint in his button eye.
How she patched herself up and continued flight.
How she broke her knees and heart in repetitiveness.   
	in a love unrequited.
I am the girl, I suffered, I mended.

The silent crisis deafening the city,
The boy with a glass pipe in his hand for an easy thrill
	lying in his own vomit across the street,
The grandmother weeping in the coldest room for hope and a time without need and addiction
	with a window seat to the neighboring event.

I am the boy that chases the dragon with a fearless anticipation,
Ignorant to the addiction that chews at my brain and teeth,
I scratch at the deposits in my arms and legs with a compulsive uneasiness
	to put on the sober face.
I fall on my knees in church,
Swear I believe in God and the Holy Ghost,
Pray to Jesus when it's unbearable,
Beg for the redemption of my fifteen year old soul because I know that my sins will reduce me
	to the burning pyre.

Adaptation, addiction abstinence, and absolution are all part of me,
I ask not of what the addict needs, for I become his heroin
	in his time of  relapse,
My cravings turn to pity for the men in withdrawal.

Beaming bright and beautiful,
My wings glow with the illumination that Mother graced me with long ago that I never
believed was
mine.

I am the warrior standing at the podium with words as my only ammo,
Facing my biggest fear.

Again the stares of inferiority.
Again the whispered thoughts against me.
Again the prejudice.

The knowledge overflows my being of terms I never analyzed completely,
An analysis of my inferiority to the people gazing at me with glazed eyes and polite smiles,
The understanding that wealth is the status quo as I stand in my old clothes and shoes,
I have nothing better to do than feel uplifted.

Again, the knowledge bubbles up in an outlet of laughter as it soars through my spirit
like a lighthouse's beam
	over the ocean.
They may be wealthy, but I am far richer.


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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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JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


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Thanks for that Memorable Day

07/31/2012
Written by:  Florence McMillian (Flo)
Dedicated and written for my friend, Lisa Giessinger, as a special message from her to her mother, Hazel – about a most memorable day they spent together.

 
To My Mother Hazel Thanks for that Memorable Day This poem is specifically Being written just for you I requested it from a friend For she knows just what to do That special day we spent together Is so very memorable for me, I’d say I want it to be memorable for you too With a poem written in a rhyming way We’ve had our ups and downs in life With probably most of them being down You raised me to know how life can be Not easy to cope, with down things all around Well I’ve stepped up to a new level To be happy no matter what the hell Of any negative surroundings to be I live thankful that my life is all well That special day started out so bad for me As I was headed for back injections again I was really happy you were taking me there With a comfort feeling knowing we are kin It seemed like the first time in a very long time Where we just enjoyed each other that day You were kind of like that sweet rose One stops to smell along the way In this path I have traveled Through many overgrown weeds It was refreshing and pleasant this time With no discussion of what someone needs We got along together talking and laughing It gave me such a lasting good impression We even ate at Don Julio’s afterwards I sure hope you had just as much fun I want you to know how much I appreciate this time we spent together Making this a most memorable day for me To truly cherish for always and forever Now let me tell you, that day did get worse With everyone putting me down everywhere You were the rose amongst the trash talkers It felt good to know my Mom really does care Even if everything dips to the downside Within the journeys of my life I may go through No one could ever take our shared moments away They’re in my heart forever and I’ll always love you I had the best time with me and my Mom If I told the world, that’s what I’d say So I really want to thank you Mom For that most memorable day Love, Lisa Florence McMillian (Flo)


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Mothers Day

Mothers are the best 
They are like a test
They are very loving 
They like a flower budding
The treat us like a fest.


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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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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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Together At Last

My mother how I've dreamed of you
You were a Goddess in my eyes
I would daydream all day
Of your beautiful face and eyes
You have made my dreams come true
By coming to claim me as yours
Deep inside I always knew
To you I would be restored
Oh my mother I'm so happy!
You've finally come into my life
That you have come to save me
From this life of painful strife
We will look to history no more
We will forget about lives past
Let us look to the future and rejoice
For we are together at last!

This is kind of the "part 2" to the Where Are You Now poem. This is from the daughter's perspective.


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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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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


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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.


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Children, I Miss You Both...

I miss...

taking care of you.
making your meals and snacks for you.
telling you " Good morning ", each and every day.
taking you to school and wishing you both a blessed day.
picking you up from school, 
asking how your day went, and what interesting things did you learn.
making your nutritional assessments, and trying to introduce good foods to you.
     hugging you both, and both of you hugging me.
     taking care of you when you are sick,
     comforting you when you don't feel good.
     trying to make your ouwwies not hurt.
     the time that we should get to, and should have gotten to, spend together.
     the quality in living, that we are suppose to have together.
     just holding you.
the tickle fights when you would both tickle me at the same time.
watching and helping you both make awesome artwork.
you both singing, with your beautifully flowing and innocent voices.
tossing you both in the air, only to catch you, while singing,
" I got Aubrey, I got Aubrey, my baby girl "
and " I got Micah, I got Micah, my baby boy "
seeing you both play and invent and build.
watching you ride your bikes.
helping and watching you skateboard.
playing catch with the football or soccer ball.
watching you fill your buckets up with innumerable worms.
just watching you try to catch those slimmy worms.
listening you you both have a belching contest.
listening to you belching the alphabet.
watching you make the armpit farts, and laughing, just like your Uncle Eddie used to do.
     taking you both to various places, and to see the natural beauty.
     taking you to the Ouachita river to throw rocks.  
     taking you fishing, and putting the worms on your hooks for you.
     watching you hold on to the bobber while you throw the stick fishing pole into the river.
     getting you both chocolate covered donuts at Jimmy's Donut Hole.
getting to teach you both good things.
mowing the grass for you to be able to play safely outside.
telling you to pick up your rooms, and to put your clothes in the hamper.
cleaning your rooms for and with you.
organizing your good toys, and throwing out the broken ones.
buying you new clothes, and giving away the ones you'd outgrown.
     telling you that I love you, before you go to sleep.
     wishing you blessed and peaceful sleep, every night.
But most of all, I miss you.
Each and every day, I miss you.
     May you both be blessed, 
     by The Holiest of Holies Himself, 
     in every area of your lives.
Love Mom


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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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DADDY

A father is someone that 
holds your hand at the fair
makes sure you do what your mother says
holds back your hair when you are sick
brushes that hair when it is tangled because mother is too busy
lets you eat ice cream for breakfast 
but only when mother is away
he walks you down the aisle
and tells you everythings gonna be ok 


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Your Smile

Oh how caring your smile can be, it always get the best of me.
Your smile is filled with so much love and grace, it puts me in a daze.
It is so radiant and bright it is truly uplifting and is certainly a delight.
Oh your smile is lovable as can be, it always get next to me.


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LAGNIAPPE

In a corner of the town, stands a building of antiques.
Not an ordinary building but one that percepts the imagination;
sense datum begins and a scene takes place.

I am transpose to my great grandmother days.
I see the rocking chair that she owed 
and the Raggedy Ann Doll given to me by her.

She is telling the store’s owner about his antiques
that this rocking chair was her favorite piece.
Oh, and she would like this doll for her grandbaby.

She said she wanted several rooms of furniture.
All must be vintage like her.
However, do not think of her as old.

She was short and plump with olive skin.
Her hair radiance gleamed.
Her smile meant everything.

She almost forgot my small gift that is when she shouted Lagniappe.
_______________________________________/
Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan
Contest Name: Antiques


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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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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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See the Light

I just heard the other day
I could have been anything I wanted
Imagine, your own choices unencumbered
By all that tortuous guff, childhood stuff                                                                     Where did it come from, how did it start
Why doesn’t everyone have it, or none?
Do you suppose it has anything to do 
With the way you think, or talk, or act
I stop and watch all the sweet scenes
A father holding hands with his little boy
His trusting walk, his smile, a precious moment
To build on others until a man is made
Mom rocks her three year old to sleep
Warm and cozy in her loving arms
Who wouldn’t want those memories, to share
Care for those who can relate, reciprocate
Could that simple song guide our lives along
Becoming something to someone, somewhere, 
When weary bones a place to rest,                                                                           To carry the image, father and mother forever                                                            When does that change take place
Hold within the secret , their secret
The secret sanctity, accepting who
And what we are, to radiate life’s joy
A purpose for all, quiet and strong                                                                               Sharing with those who see the light.


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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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A Perfect Day

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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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.
 


Details | I do not know? | |

When I hold your hand

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


Details | Acrostic | |

~To Be A Mother Is A Gift~

There are times when I feel I don't have all the answers and I 
Often have to ask God to give me the wisdom and understanding

Because being a mother, I don't always know what to do
Every day is a learning process, But I am eager and

Always

Motivated to be the best mother I can be, I am
Overwhelmed at times but still so very
Thankful to God for blessing me with such a gift
Honored to be not only a mother but a friend
Ecstatic in watching my daughter grow and 
Realizing that I was chosen to guide and nurture her

Is truly an amazing and overwhelming feeling
Since I had lost my first child, I'm still haunted

At the thought of who she or he would have been but

God has given me a second chance and I am so grateful
I get to wake up each day staring into her beautiful face
Fighting back the tears of happiness she has graced me with 
Thinking to myself, I love her more than anything


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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


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Beneath the Furrows Beneath the Lines

Beneath the deep furrows
and the facial lines
clear sparkling
cheeky little girls
playful eyes
still smile
and shine.





''Many a time when I have talked to old people who I love, about their childhood, suddenly
something magical happens. Their eyes sparkle, and they become children again.''



Peter Dome.copyright.2013. Dec.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Shadows, Reflections, and Memories

In the womb 
A baby grows 
Listening to her mother’s voice 
Soothing her 
She smiles and moves 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
The day arrives 
She is born 
Wrapped tight and cradled by her mother 
Looking up at her mother 
Who wears an exhausted smile 
The baby is comforted 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
As she grows 
Her mother tends to her 
Feeding, changing, rocking, singing 
All out of love for her little girl 
The baby coos and cries 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Some years pass 
The daughter falls and skins a knee 
The mother is there 
With a kiss and band-aid 
And all is okay 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
Soon its time for school 
The daughter cries 
Not wanting her mother to leave 
Finger-paints, songs, the alphabet, counting 
Her mother hangs all on the fridge, proud 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Before long she is a teenager 
Her life epically changing 
High school drama, boys, grades, clubs 
Barely does she see her mother 
Who raised and loved her so 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
The day comes to kiss good-bye 
Tears streaking mother and daughter faces 
An adult now the daughter struggles 
Missing her mother, wishing she were there 
Calling everyday and regretting earlier years 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Little does she know, 
That as she grew, 
She grew apart from her mother, 
Little does she know, 
That still and no matter what 
Her mother will always love her 
Little does she know, 
That as she ages 
She will always need her mother 
Little does she know, 
How much her mother truly did 
How much her mother truly loves her 
Little does she know, 
She will one day wish 
She were exactly like her mother 
Strong, loving, guiding 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
What her purpose in life is 
But as long as she can be like her mother 
She knows life will okay 
That she will succeed.


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A call for mom

Ma, ma, help Please,
Can you give me love? 
Hold me, hold me, 
Very tight; 
A smile for my heart,  
And one from the start,
Give a hug to show me love. 
That is why your mom.


Details | Haiku | |

Last Minute Halloween Costume

Last Minute Halloween Costume
Toilet paper wraps;
Costs less to dress as mummy,
Mom thinks it’s funny!


Details | Free verse | |

A True Credo Of Love

(To All Who Believe It Can Be Achieved)


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


 

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


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The long ago scent.

Hush now, listen, that sound above the clouds.
Is it in your minds own eye or is it from the winter crowds?
They tease us as they make there way,
frosted windy dark and grey.
This sound I hear is one I taste, I smell the air and see the day.

My feet are bare, they sense the mirth,
it belongs to them, this enchanting earth.
I dare not tread too deep or tear,
for it might break this spell I fear.

Walking forth inside this dream, with weathered feet and legs so lame,
it is as if I fell in love, again again to this fine dame.
The leaves they drip from the sun they kiss,
the moist embrace of drops are bliss.

I look above too catch the sound of summers perfect song,
hail to you thy song is pure, your love is true, I cant be wrong !
Hands stretched out as if to reach I shake this dormend man,
so here you are, for you once more, she's done the best she can.
So quick so fast your soul will know, 
jump the shrub and enjoy the show.

There they are for one and all, ocean sky, earth and rock,
they lay aside there different days and never dare to mock.
Forget it not for this is true,
this home's alive for me and you.


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Praising Mother

Our beautiful mother,
Who gave birth to us,
Nurtured us and raised us,
With loving care,
Our companion all our lives,
Father's beautiful wife, 
Friend through calm and controversy,
A miracle of kindness,
Taught us right from wrong,
With us during our married years,
Grandmother and great-grandmother, 
Godly and religious,
Looking after all her children,
Loved and respected by us all,
I remember her whimsical sense of humour,
She had the patience that passeth understanding,
A tribute to all mothers on this special day,
Happy Mother's Day and God bless you.

Author:Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz


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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


Details | ABC | |

my son (by kimmy holmes, my daughter)

You're too much for me
Your smile, attitude
It's too beautiful
My sweet child
I am so glad
you are better than me
I miss you when you are away

being better than me 
or your father

I know you are a visionary
you are a professor
you will somehow
make it sing


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mothers Day,
To a very special mother,
Tons of hugs and kisses,
Even though you're just my grandmother,
You're the best mother ever,
And no one can disagree,
And even though you're just my grandmother,
You're still a mother to me.


Details | Free verse | |

marking time....to my friends on poetry soup.- the Lord helped me fight death and won.

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, 2008....my sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.



i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.



i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 



then 


i had
great pain in my chest...
.
well this is great i said,

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.



then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.



i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good



yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.



i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.

janetta


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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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A Grandmother

A grandmother is someone who loves you and your soul
Someone who hugs you when you feel alone

She reads bedtime stories for you
And when you sleep she does the same too

She is the one who gifts you hugs and kisses
And when you are not there next to her you are the one she misses

For you she will be on her toes the whole time
And give you whatever you want from a stuff toy to a lime

She is the one who comforts you and loves you from her heart
And doesn’t care if you are dumb or smart

She is a person you can never forget
For if you want to also she will never let :)


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A Box of Hope and Dreams

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

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

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

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


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Family

My Father at the head of the table, carving the meat, My Mother brings the vegetables, wiping her brow from the heat. Sunday Roast Dinner, the memories so clear, A family together, every Sunday of the year. All week I'd been looking forward to our Sunday together, Brothers and Sisters turn up, no matter the weather. Now I pass on this gift to my own family, That they enjoy the ritual that's so important to me. A time for conversation, to be counselled and grilled, The laughter and humour where good banter is filled. Dad's kind face, is crimson with mirth, Tapping his belly and complaining of the girth. Mother so interested in how we're getting on, Teasing amongst the children, requests for a song. The smell of the roasted bird fills up the room, Anticipation of Mother's crumble, custard and spoon. Family all together is so important to me, Sitting round the table with such happy memories. The wine it does flow and work forgotten for a day, May the tradition continue, the love of a family stay.


Details | Senryu | |

Earth Angel

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


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy Birthday Antoinette

Story books have got it wrong
Step mothers are the greatest gifts of all

Antoinette you are a blessing on my family’s life
I am so happy you are my father’s wife

Michaela is the sweetest girl, glad she’s my sis
You’re my family I truly miss

God truly blessed us when he brought you around
Hope your birthday is full of love, laughter, and songs

Because you gave me the greatest gift of all
It is because of you I have my father back

You are our cornerstone the brick that keeps us up
Thank you for all of your unconditional love

Happy birthday to my mother, friend
My angel sent from God above

May you know you are truly loved


Details | Rhyme | |

Does Family Really Matter Anymore


A family had a wedding...  The brother wasn’t invited.
The fact they didn’t want him,.. 
Was already decided!

When asked why his name had been “omitted.”
It was because of past wrongs he had committed.

The words spoken, one could hardly believe it!
Any kind of forgiveness? 
 They didn’t receive it!

How many times are loved ones not
 invited to “family occasions.”
Often times, families listen to “outside persuasions.”

Someone does something, 
that may not be liked.
Then they’re often told to “go take a hike!

No wonder why many families 
battle one another!
They have failed to truly love each other!

As we continue to see families drift apart.
This often leads to a wounded 
and broken heart!

Christ gave us his best!  
When we were at our lowest!
A life of mercy and forgiveness…  
He wants to show us!

If we can’t treat one another
 as Christ commands…
Then HIS way of family living….  
We’ll never understand!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Monorhyme | |

No One Told Me

No One Told Me
A cement block is tied to my heart
Need a running start
At night my voice carries like a lark
Death’s arrow has hit its mark
My life is so dark
The side of the ocean is full of sharks
Some days I feel like such a tart
I used to be such a sweetheart
No one told me life would be so hard.


Details | Light Poetry | |

I AM THE GENERATION GAP

I often think okay I am not that old. I am a pretty cool grandma.. I grew up where mom was the lover, protector and most of all the boss.. I never would have thought to slam a door in my mothers face.. She  would have broken it down and beat me with door frame that fell off…but that was way way back when.. You know the time where no one had a cell phone and didn’t care.. No one had computer at home …we did have a typewriter but I am the only one that used it.. We had a small record player and I had vinyl records ..oh how I could rock with Elvis, now I don’t understand the names of groups let alone what they are saying … probably better off not knowing.  We wore jeans back then but they were not the staple in our closets, now the are a must have for $100.00 wow I could have bought a whole fall wardrobe for that and a coat..
Food has changed the rule at our house was if Mom put it on the table we ate it or went hungry.. Now every one has to have a special meal.. and manners those are a thing of the pass, I rarely hear a teenager or anyone else say yes sir or no sir.. It is a thing of the past and people don’t speak like that anymore.. Stop talking now means ok lets see who can talk the loudest and longest.  My mom had a look that said you had better shut up right now or I am going to kill you.. She wouldn’t kill us but she sure would make us pay ..  We went to church on Sunday or Monday if mom said so..
I am sure my granddaddy often thought what is wrong with this generation they will never survive.. But the most of us have and now we think this of the next generations to come.. But I really realized how old I was today when my 16 year old grandson, walked on my new mopped kitchen floor and when I said the floor is wet.. He very calmly replied not to  bad.. Laughing as I finish this life has definitely changed.. but 50 years from now he will probably be thinking the same thing I am … where is this generation going to go?????????


Details | Lyric | |

Trees and Dirt

Trees and dirt I sleep on the earth, the dust the sand, longing to birth.
Oil on skin, bare, 
sweat on your back, 
feels amazing.
Yes! Im back on track.
Sleeping cosy as a worm, 
unencumbered by any material possession or fixed term.
Free to explore, a magical universe, 
I must implore.
No home, no chores, no bills to pay. 
Just water, food gathered and warmth today.
A dusty cave, cute as a button, no slamming door, 
just love in your belly, to the very core.
I love this realm, 
just need more time, 
time to explore.
Trees and dirt  I sleep on the earth, the dust, the sand, longing to birth.
And return once again to mother earth.


Details | Rhyme | |

I was Beautifully And Wonderfully Made

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


Details | Free verse | |

A delicious day

Sifting warm sand 
through my fingers
lustrous fine grains 
glitter my palm.
Soothed
by the soft powdery touch,
I sit for a while 
under the rocks
My bare feet 
swirl patterns in the sand
as I idly watch
a beach life unfold

Bustling mother’s set up home 
on plaid blankets
colourful beach bags 
thick with togs and towels
Buckets, spades
strewn all around
a picnic stored carefully
under a shady umbrella,
they gather the children
skip giddy with glee
slapping sunscreen 
on lithe limbs
with index finger
warnings
of do's and don'ts.

My gaze drifts to 
little pink sisters,
their chubby faces 
alive with imagination
as nimble bodies 
straddle the sand,
all wrapped up 
in mounds of castles
studding their dreams 
with pearly shells 
and whispering tales
of pretty princesses.

At the water’s edge
long legs prancing
tip toeing warmth
into the chilly sea
up to their waists in
crested waves
dipping and diving,
an ocean of laughter
as young lads play
splashing and yelling
a ball in the air
they plunge.

Picking up my sandals,
I walk up the beach
under the bridge
past crimson valerian 
It’s balmy perfume 
scenting a delicious day


Details | Rhyme | |

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 | Narrative | |

MEMORIES OF AN AUSTRALIAN CHILDHOOD

From England's dark blackout
We came to these shores
I and my siblings
In refuge from war.
How enchanted we were
With all we saw.

First Sydney's fine harbour
And her bridge of one span
Then the azure blue sea
The long beaches of sand
The beautiful city lit up at night
To our youthful eyes a wondrous sight.

The Aussie soldier in his famous slouch hat
The long train journey to the far outback
The Cockies screech the Kookaburra's cackle
New sights and sounds for my brain to tackle.
The grazing sheep the fields of wheat
The fun of the master the blistering heat
The long hot summers with respite at the sea
Where we swam and surfed in unspoilt glee.

School days were spent in city or mountain retreat
Strict was the discipline our uniforms neat.
Happy the friendships spacious the grounds
Nuns telling rosary beads flitting around.
With firmness and patience they taught us well
Recreation was announced by the tolling bell.

Oh the joy when the holidays came
What fun we had on the old school train.
It trundled along past wilga and gum
Past meandering creeks and billabongs
Past Emus grazing and Roos hopping along
Through wide open spaces rich in bird song.

At the graceful homestead with veranda surround
Stood the welcoming grandmother so recently found.
With parents far off she gave care and love
How proud we were of her pioneer blood.
She cooked and scrubbed and chopped the wood
She could do everything she really could.

But tragedy stuck
With her soldier son killed.
She grieved and withered and lost her will.
No longer in her life
Would he take part
Months later she died of a broken heart.

There came a time when with many tears
I bade farewell to this life so dear.
I had no choice I had to go.
The years passed on
I missed it all so.

This time when I came
I touched down by plane.
New visions flood my startled brain
Australia I find is absorbed in change
it makes me feel so very strange.

The laid back Aussie with his old world charm
A computer wiz now and amazingly calm.
The coastline is cluttered highrises abound
The noise of the traffic an ugly sound.
But the song of the Bellbird is still a wonder
It soothes my senses as I ponder.

For no land on earth has so much to offer.
So I’ll settle here I will not hover.
Perhaps the maternal ancestors smile from above.
For at last I'm here In the land they loved.
And I'll spend the twilight of my years
In this country I've always held so dear.


Details | I do not know? | |

Gold Star

Sometimes I sit and ponder
what it may be like
to have parents, not always 
looking for a petty fight
the love you feel, always
being there for you
day o' night

I wake up fighting a
constant battle,
I feel like I am in a circus
having to jump through hoops
my parents hold
to earn their admiration and 
approval

Earning their gold star
for the day
I was a rebel since day one
not trying to conform
dancing to the beat of a 
different drummer

Wishing to be accepted 
for who I want to be
and how I seek to spend my hours
nothing I ever do, seems to be good
enough

They talk about "emotional deposits"
i.e. spending time with them
but they spend too much time
picking and proving
reacting wrong, saying ignorant assumptions
they push me away, each day
'further and further I go
as soon as I make enough money
I'm gone

They act as if my artistic mind 
couldn't make money
like my dreams are distant relatives
of which I will never meet
but I strive to prove them wrong

Its bad enough being
one person versus the world
but when the army you fight
is led by your family, your blood
it's twice as hard to get up
in the morning, when the suns
rays dance on my closed
eyelids 

I try my best to be the kind
of person I want to be
despite their efforts to kill off
my individualistic soul
I have given up trying
to belong to which I 
was born unto
I'm simply playing the game

Hoping to win, one day
the chance to be myself
as I feel emulates me,
and regardless
have a proud
Mommy and Daddy
I do pray, I shall be
 free to be 
Heather Rose Marie


Details | Couplet | |

My Light

You are the light in my darkness,
my shelter in a storm.

You give me strength when I am weak,
and your love to keep me warm.

When I was hurting, lost, and hurt,
it was your faith that I had used.

When I was cold, depressed, and lonely,
I stayed alive by your love only.

When I felt pushed or shunned away,
it was then your friendship made me stay.

When I was sick and felt like dying,
I knew you loved me by your crying.

I knew you loved me, knew you cared,
you did what no one else had dared.

You took the time to learn, to see,
just what I really am in me.

You listened to my thoughts and fears,
and helped me wipe away my tears.

You helped me learn, respect, and love,
to pray to God, my Lord above.

You're the light in my darkness, I hope you'll see,
I'll love and thank you, Mom, for eternity.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Reality of a Dream

I have felt the bliss, of a daughter’s kiss,
and realize what heaven must seem.
For in all my life, thru happiness and strife,
my daughter’s laughter consumes my dreams.

I have sailed afar, and traveled the stars,
in search of a more beautiful feeling.
I’ve flown by air, for this beautiful love affair,
that sends my heart and soul a reeling.

I’ve rode the train, in search of a domain,
where love feels as brilliant as this.
I’ve swam the ocean, with perfect motion,
yet always amiss to finding this bliss.

I’ve treaded the bush, in Australia I push,
demanding they show me the path to glory,
but I leave empty handed, though I’ve demanded,
a beautiful ending to this tormenting story.

I’ve lived my life, searching for who I am,
and always do I come up short.
I fret and I ponder, for a love that is fonder,
than this love in my dreams I distort.

Still I fail, to no avail, to find a reality as grand,
than the laughter I hear, in this dream I command.
I ‘ve walked life’s path, in search of a resolution,
mindless to an ultimate desperate conclusion.
For a dream is an illusion, a visionary infusion,
a poignant resolution to all confusion – and a dream is just that….a dream.


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SUMMER, AND CICADAS

for Paul

Summer, and the cicadas have gone mad, 
singing out their ending lives with the deafening din 
of a train that envisions the wreck. I, in my
wintering time have more enduring songs to sing 
in this "sad, old world," as my grandmother 
would say, walking in her farmhouse flower garden, 
bearing the sorrow of a husband, and a cherished 
daughter, gone too sudden and, too soon.

In the present place of peace and comfort I have 
somehow, against all odds, managed to create, 
a former life greets guests to an island retreat: "Welcome 
to the Middle Ages" say candelabra, hundred-year-old 
chairs and medieval tapestries, better hung in some
hushed and darkened cathedral  There's no wicker here, 
just a retro flicker from another era.  My "Pro Clean" 
guy, accustomed to this paradox, has laundered carpet  
chosen feckless white, replaced, now, with sensible 
green, gleaming clean from his expert efforts.  

He's come again--"The usual?" he asks, eyes 
holding mine a heartbeat too long. He's two years
divorced from a young wife who walked, a mother who 
deplored dates with an older woman.  How Cool!,
thought I, and he's met with my inquire, "Seeing her 
yet?" No, the reply, as he turns on his heel, "But
we got along..."  End of story? No, not quite.  

Slow fade to a question made: "Are you looking 
for a date? I'm charmed by confidence, his bold audacity, 
the final tenacity when he heads for his truck, 
"If you change your mind, give me a call."  But, "MAY 
I?"  Happy, Sappy!, My end of the seesaw's weighty; 
he's forty, I'm eighty.  Still in the game?  More or 
less, I guess, but where does it end?  I'll tell you, 
my friend: "Red Rover, Red Rover," it's when 
no one comes over.





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Children make Life

Little cute buds
Playing, sitting, eating & sleeping
Children make life

Smiles to tears
They show all emotion in life
Children make life

Growing little everyday
They crawl, walk run to embrace world
Children make life

Innocent at heart
Simple joys they cherish live every moment
Children make life

Dear to every heart
They conquer anger with a sheepy smiles
Children make life

Learning and mimicking
They catch every world and act you do
Children make life

Source of joy
They bound the bonds of humanity 
Children make life

Daughters are blessing
Bringin prosperity to fathers and society
Children make life

Sons are strength
Mothers see their pride in them
Children make life

Son or daughter 
Let the joy bloom in every garden
Children make life

7/5/12


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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.


Details | Naat | |

The Way Towards Great Hope

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

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

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

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


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


4202013


Details | Senryu | |

The Kids of Divorce

Mom and Dad divorce; the kids are damaged for life; but some are relieved.


Details | Free verse | |

Tear in My Heart

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Live To Give

Each day I awake I feel so brand new, knowing there is something for me
to do.  I love to see the smile on your face, it reflects your love and your
grace.  You live to give so much love, the kind of love I am dreaming of.
A love that is oh so true, The kind of love that makes me feel brand new!


Details | Rispetto | |

Sweet Dreams


My beautiful boy gently sleeps through the night dreaming of far off places I'll never see. Under a hand-knitted blanket soft and white, I quietly watch him breathing peacefully. Sweet lullabies tenderly drift through the air as I kiss his cheek and lightly stroke his hair. My beautiful boy sleeps in the nightlight glow while I dream of a man with a smile I know. My beautiful son with a kind, gentle soul dreaming of adventures to one day unfold. You mended my heart where there once was a hole. I'll shelter you always, you'll never be cold. Sleep my baby sleep while the stars gaze on you as you slumber on train sheets in pale, sky blue. My beautiful son says goodnight to the moon while I dream of a man who has grown too soon. *My little darling, Dylan, is "graduating" from preschool next month. He has taken his cap and gown picture, and seeing the pictures, I can't help but think how he is growing up too soon. I cherish every sweet moment. He is a beautiful child. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders for Children in Rhyme Contest (Francine Roberts) sixth place


Details | Free verse | |

Ageless Laughing

Wheeled in from the cold,
wearing layers of winter clothes,
her aging daughter brings
her to a table close to the door.
The years on her face
are apparent by the loose skin
drooping from her cheekbones,
eyes sinking into her face as her 
eyelids spill over into her line of sight.
The sparce wisps of white hair
on the sides of her head
stick out a little like that of a clown,
the top of her head more or less bald.
She reaches for the coffee
her daughter brought to the table,
and holds the mug with both hands,
bringing it slowly to her lips. 
At first glance,
her obvious vulnerability 
brought tears to my eyes....
But then something made her laugh,
and the smile on her face
was all I could see now. 
I didn't see old age anymore,
I didn't see vulnerability,
I only saw a mom and her daughter
drinking coffee and laughing about something
I would never know.
I turned back to my own coffee
and smiled as I raised the cup to my lips.





Details | Blank verse | |

Come Glory This All Hallow's Eve

As I drive by the end of days I see a pumpkin and a happy witch on the doorstep of my joy,
As I pass by my four year old’s awe toward friendly ghosts down the street of nostalgia,
I am reminded of Saints gone home and good souls on their penitent journey,
Zora Neale Hurston, Langston Hughes, Countee Cullen, Paul Robeson and the poets of my past,
Hendrix, Morrison, Michael, Louis Armstong and the Sounds of my testimony,
Prince and Wynton Marsalis, Miles Davis, Amadeus, Earth, Wind, and Fire,
Saints living, saints dead, souls vibrant, souls sad in the darkness of regret,
We are a glorious symphony on this, this all Hallows Eve,
The eve of that day when I celebrate the muses of my sacrifice and the foundations of my epiphanies,
“Halloween is here” my youngest daughter exclaims and I am reminded of many a night spent scavenging for sweet things and expectant laughter,
Tragic kings like Edgar Allen and Charlie Parker, souls with so much pregnant genius that the world was too much for them,
It is our celebration dear friends that will move the mountains of discontent,
And so in this season of harvest, carpe diem calls me to absorb as much love as I can as the sun sets on purple leaves and gorgeous corn stalks,
And in mother Africa, the ancestors dance like their Celtic sisters who fused the worship of our Lord and the glory of mother Gaia,
And in mother Africa the land recovers from the grief stricken sting of rape,
And in mother Africa my sisters and brothers celebrate the saints gone forward into that great mystery,
Tecumseh and Black Elk I celebrate the brilliance of your aptitude,
And I cry with you in triumph for the resurrection of a people forsaken but not defeated,
Come Glory,
On this All Hallows Eve, I celebrate the beauty of a journey full of confusion and catharsis,
For the reality is that we truly cannot fail,
As our cloud of witnesses sing to me of the victory that awaits,
Tonight, adorned with the fashion of merriment,
And the subtle chill of October wind reds our lips,
Come Glory and Glory be to the faithful departed,
Happy Halloween!


Details | Bio | |

Me

Jacqueline R.
Simple but Elegant
Daughter of my mother
Lover of Nature, colors Green and White
Who feels sad that the world is overpowered with darkness
Depressed that people are fighting
Happy that I'm different
Who would like to see all people in one faith, loving each other and have patience over all things
Reside in Daly City, California
Mendoza


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 | 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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Dandilion Girl

We both have our eyes
on a rising dandelion
sprouted in high grass
This gentle girl on her own
looking past weeds to her future
and I looking back



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' 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 …


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If I Can live agian

If I could live again,I would be me
Dont want to be a dog
Dont want to be a frog
Dont want to be no animals
No famouse people or celbrities
No insects deffenetly not an ant
Just want to be just one plant
I want to be a tree
That's all I want to be
Thats what my mother said to me

If God allows me to live again on this earth,
I wouldn't want to be me
Even though I'm livin a good life with my daughter and my baby.
I would want to be more like my mom, smart, intelligent and funny

I would  not want the same husband I had
but  the same 2 kids
There is amother Man out there I should be with.

No matter what God wants me to be
I have faith that he will always watch over me
All day every day, Serve nothin or no one but him always

                                                     Written by:Christy Kay :)


Details | Cowboy | |

Untitled

Tainted love 
or tired love?
Smug attitudes
and weak games
Look at you!
Your such a lame!
Me cry?! Ha! Not no more!
NOT EVER!
Five point five years
What a joke?!
All you do is lie
Keep smoking your life away!
Wake up before its too late!
Before this love turns into hate!
Your too old to act this way!
Your too comfortable
You cant stay!
In my life!
In my way!
Goodbye to you!!!


Details | Narrative | |

Morning Raga - "Tell Me A Story!"

In the first grey light of dawn, a young woman begins the morning song.
The simple cadences of her song are as tranquil and liquid as the monsoon rain, 
Trickling down the broad leaves in her mother’s garden.
The steady drumming on the veranda roof echoes her rhythms. 

She sings of joys, of sorrows, and of love … always of love … 

This morning song is as familiar and comforting as a lullaby.
Her mother brought it with her from the South, 
And sang it every morning for her father.
Now, she sings for them both, as they begin the day.

Today will be special for her.
She is to meet her future husband for the first time.
She has never seen him, but she trusts her parents’ judgement … 
After all, they love her, don’t they?

She hopes he will be kind, and maybe a little bit handsome … 
Like the boy she’s seen in town.
But she must try to forget him … 

On another veranda, a young man sits silent, listening.
He sits here at every dawn to hear the morning raga, 
Entranced by the voice of a girl he cannot see.

He, too, is to meet his betrothed today.
He wishes she might be a singer, or at least enjoy the morning song,
When she comes to live at his mother’s house.

He remembers a lovely girl he saw … sly glances, shy smiles … 
If his new wife is half as pretty, he will be well content.
Yes! He will … 

He believes his secret is safe, but mothers see everything … 
And his mother loves him. So she whispered to a friend,
And her friend whispered to another, and, well … 
A good husband is not hard to persuade … 

The sun has risen above the clouds.
There is much to do today – and if the young people agree,
There will be a lucky Monsoon wedding to arrange.

But first, the song.



Entered in Elaine's "Tell me a story" contest


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Covenant House Prayer


Lord God,

All people have problems and troubles in the world.
Provide children someone to love and be loved,
Help them have someone to walk with as far as they wish.
Give them wisdom or understanding and knowledge to do what is right and what is wrong.

Help children have strength and courage to face their oppressors who tease and bully them
Those who gather socialize and trade their images
Children who are being rape and abuse
Enlighten people to realize their horrifying acts

Please help children choose the right decisions to the things that happens
Help the children's attitude towards people.
Give them fortitude or strength to hope for their brighter future
Help them reach their teenage years in peace

Give them courage to face their trials,
Perseverance to strive hard to reach their best and be successful
Help them have Patience and Tolerance when dealing with hardships
Comfort them mentally and physically to be calm.

We ask this through Your Son, Fr. Christ
Who lives and reigns with You forever and ever.  

  Amen  


Details | I do not know? | |

Penumbra

inky black night
stars brightly sparkling
earths giant shadow
moon slowly fading

dark shadow spreading
a total lunar eclipse
a rare winter solstice
not to be missed

finally total coverage
only one light to see
a bright orange penumbra
meant for only me


Details | Acrostic | |

HANNABELLE

written 22nd March 2001


H  is for the many "hearts you will break
A  is for the "appreciation you feel for love
N  is for the "never endless laughs we'll have
N  is for the loving "nature that radiates from you
A  is for "all the happiness you bring to my life
B  is for your "bubbly smiles
E  is for our "endless memories
L  is for all the "love you give
L  is for a "lifetime we have together
E  is for the "eternal freedom I give to you


         "Mummy's Thought's"

           So bubbly and bright
        You alway's have to be right
        Compassionate and sweet
          To everyone you meet 
           But never comparing
  To the mum, you are forever sharing

                                          with love


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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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Grandma Christine

July 23,2007
          A GrandDaughter born , a Gift from HEAVEN
       8# 1oz , 20 1/2inches long 5:43 CST She was born
        She is the morning SUNSHINE every single MORN
    She is the Light of my day, She is the Star of my Night
    She is the one that sets my HEART  in a Heavenly Flight
      So much LOVE, JOY  puts a universal smile on My FACE
           God gives me a LOVE I will always Embrace
                    HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY ANGEL

           Dedicated to  Christine Wessels and Family
                         


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My Family and Me

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


Details | Rhyme | |

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    


Details | Quatrain | |

Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


Details | Blank verse | |

My Gift

Things in my life haven’t always been easy
They haven’t always been happy
They haven’t always been good
We have been lost
We have been devastated
We have been to our breaking points
We have been broken
Sometimes
I feel like my worlds gone dark
And there just nothing I can do
But when that happens
I realize this gift 
This gift I have been blessed with
This amazing angel
That god himself 
Created just to take care of me
This angel has taught me how to love
How to care
How to understand
How to be a friend
How to be a true friend
How to believe
How to dream
How to get through the tough times
Because she does it
Most of all 
She taught me how to get up
To stand up
To never give up
She taught  me
That yeah life gets hard
But I have to be stronger than that
She taught how to be an amazing person
Because she is the best person I ever met
Now our lives haven’t always been easy
Or happy, sometimes not even good
We have been lost, devastated and at our breaking points
And yes we have been broken
But when it gets dark
And I think I wont be able to get up
There’s my mother
Holding my hand
And showing me the way
I only wish to be her
Only dream to be her
But at least I have her as my angel
Yes my angel
That’s all I ever would ask for
Thank you God 
For creating her
Just For Me….
*For the "My Hero" Contest by Crystal Wilkins*


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Lost in a Fairy Tale

The Mother Moon laughed and sang a song,
But it seemed to die
Upon the leaves.
Mother Moon
And Sister Stars
Watch me as I dance my way
Through these green fields.
Guide me on my way,
With your magical song.
Without you I don’t know 
Where I am
Or what this place can be.
But I will let there branches reach for me.
In this dream,
The leaves stroking my face.
The wind whispers softly my name,
With Mother Moon guiding my way
I know who I am,
Where I am,
And where I can be.
Laughing and singing all the way
I will get there 
Some day.
But today
Mother Moon
And Sister Stars
Watch me as I dance my way
Through these green fields.
	


Details | Rhyme | |

Happy Holidays Dear Faye 2K12

May your colors which unique shine thro' upon
Family as the brilliant Christmas lights do,
And yet after the white blanket has gone;
May this joyous Season's peace find you true.
May hearts warmth find you this grand Holiday.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year's dear Faye!


Details | Bio | |

A One Woman Campaign


This is a one Woman Campaign
           To promulgate life
To proclaim  His Name
     To create a human Life
Newly formed in Heaven
     On this New Earth
      ------
And She shall do one thing
      To give a new birth
       For the King
And to me that is such an
        Tremendous' thing
      ------
And their is one thing
That I would like to say
Honor thy Mother
           -And-
And that rings' true
To this very day
      ------
Fore it it weren't for Mother's
Then their will be no Mother's
               To speak of..
And but, by the Grace of God
         A Mother is a Mother
Seem that one was born
    Just only yesterday





    Note: Respect Thy Mother and Thy Father...gf

                GF


Details | Senryu | |

' Prettiest Picture ... ' 49th Senryu

‘ Prettiest Picture … ’      49th  Senryu


    Innocence Lovely
Pretty Picture,  Ever See
    Is My Grandbaby


  ( oooooohhh, Kisses, Kisses, Hugs, Hugs
       Oh How Fast, They Do Grow Up !  )

         A  Happy-MoonBee - (smile)


Details | Haiku | |

Don't cry


a drop on a leaf

rolling across .. morning dew ....  

please mother .. don't you cry n


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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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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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A Kaleidoscope

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Eleven Years Strong

Many people dream of having what you share...

Everlasting
Love within
Each other!
Verisimilar love &
Enthusiastic promises of "Death Do Us Part"
Never-ending passion

Yearning of
Extraordinary
Amatory of
Real
Satisfaction of compromised love!

But only few stick together throughout the journey....

                                          HAPPY ANNIVERSARY


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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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Awakening

I can remember every time 
I've watched the sun rise.
Each time so much
different from the last.
The awakening of the world,
the pulse of it all,
always the same.
I can feel the rumble of her heart
beat right through me.
Oh how I cherish 
these moments of peace.


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' Scents ... (or Tea - Baby) '

S                                      S
                                           C
                                                E
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                                                    T
                                                  S
          I So, Love  The  Scent,  of A Fresh, Cup Of  Tea
         Like,  I  Love The Smell, of  A  Fresh-Bathed Baby
         Both,  Are So Very Delicate, Soothing &        Sweet
         Both,  Are  A Unique, Fragile-Moment       Complete
         And  With  Rose  Petals  and  Soft  Lavender Scents
         And Apple-Blossoms, Honey and Fresh Peppermint
          All  Come In Lotions Or Talc-Powder  For Baby
           And In My Teacup, These Aromas Are Tasty
            I So Love The Scent of Steeped-Leaf Tea
               And A Fresh -Bathed, Gurgling Baby
                Come, Sip A Cup  of Tea With Me
                   While I Hold & Sniff The Baby


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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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Handsome unborn son

I love you but I have not met you
I feel you but I cannot see you
I created you but I do not own you
You are precious and ill never let anyone harm you
I put a sheild around me to protect you
I cant wait to hold you ,and look at you
You are perfection
You are my 
Handsome unborn 
Son
of which I know 
ill always Love


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Shadrach

“S” is for sweet, a sweet little boy is he.
“H” is for handsome, or at least he is to me.
“A” is for always, for he’s always on my mind.
“D” is for dear to me, no other love I’ll find.
“R” is for rotten, though just a little bit.
“A” is for all boy, that, I must admit.
“C” is for cuddly, when it’s time to go down to sleep.
“H” is for happy, that is, how happy he makes me.

Even though sleepless nights, 
Began his life on earth,
Who could ever comprehend, 
How much this baby’s worth?

And tears once wept for this little one,
Have given way to sunny smiles.
God has brought him through the fire and again,
And will bring him through many more trials.


Daniel 3:26-28


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Halloween's Song

Its your Halloween rave, having your mascaraed
With all your best friends from back in the day
Liz Lauren and Blake and while they're dressed like skanks
I'm on the front line of battle
Howlin like jackle with A real nasty cackle
puttin a razor blade in the sack of Blake's apples
crack in Lauren's snapple
Staddle Liz like mclovin
But I am more like faghole As I babble at her ass
Axe her fast and mash her up like cattle
Sneak back and tackle your dad and put him in shackles
Shove sour patch kids Down your trap and gaggle
Its abominable, so unbelievable
But its inevitable, the end is kissable
I have rattled these kids psyches 
squirming like a centipede, cutting them like celery 
hear their squeamish screams echo in the streets
as the  creepy bells of the chapel ring


I remain a mystery
You'll need nancy drew, and at least 3 of the hardee boys to find what I'm up to
Theres this gloom that looms down in your basement room
Consuming shrooms, enhaling fumes to escape your doom
Witches zoomin by on their brooms makin sonic booms
Quick call scooby doo, but I killed him too
You heard a loud pound cause I cut the fuse so you
Run away to a motel room, assuming your safe
And As you look the other way,
I got my fangs in your veins and stranglin your neck
Too bad you didn't text your friends to tell them who is next
Hmm let me think for a sec. As Hex your boy  rex 
with an incessant twitch, till he is dead in a ditch
Hang him from bunny man bridge
Yo dude turn the lights on
But there's no flip to switch , I have flipped the script
Its bewitched with no miss to kiss
Exorcist with no priest to dismiss the spirit

So the town clock strikes half past 3
There's one last gas before i must sleep
Or i will crash fast if the light touches me
Put on the mask jack, just like the sixth scream 
I need to grasp havoc, till i hear shrills and shrieks
Please back rabbit, these chills aint for teens
As I stick a cherry bomb in your moms exhaust pipe
Run up on you  with nine a knife, and the head of your wife
Its useless I'm the nuisance that's abusive yet conducive
To your fear that I am near So close I could whisper in your ear
Smell the shampoo in your hair Wipe the floor with your tears
And as you look up in the mirror
I'm there ready to smear your blood all over the chair
as I stab you with my spear I crush a coors beer then
Leave you re crops there dead, red spread on the floor
But I hear a knock on the door
Are you okay honey? "Yes mommy,  just got a cold sore"


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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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EMILY JO

written 22nd March 2001


E  is for the emotions you show
M  is for my little mother hubboard
I   is for your impatience 
L  is for all the love you send my way
Y  is for your way or no way

J  is for all the joy you are bringing my life
O is for the overwhelming passion you share 


           "Mummy's thought's"
       So placid and true
       Sent with eye's of heavenly blue
       Filled with so much luck
       For your alway's running a total muck
                                      with love


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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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To Every Mother

This is for the women
Who showed us the way
Who made us a snack after school every day

The ladies that love us
Through worst and the best
The ones strong and lovely with whom we've been blessed

The women that smiled
When we brought dandelions home
That pointed a direction, but let us roam

The females with callused hands
Hardworking and gentle
Minds always open, never judgmental

The women who held us
Dear to their hearts
Who would never let anything tear us apart

The ladies that kissed us
When our knees started to bleed
Showing us family is all that we need

This is for the mother's, the mommy's, ma's, madre's and mum's
The ones that have shaped us into what we've become




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My Birthday Wish

I sit on the floor and wait from dusk to dawn, for a new day will soon be reborn. I count all 
the blooming flowers, and count down the long hours, while mum takes her shower. 
Today's the day, for it's my birthday. I hope I get A car, or A guitar or maybe even become 
A movie star, but that's asking A bit too much of me. I walk around singing out A loud, 
acting proud feeling as if my heads in A cloud. To my surprise I start stumbling over my 
words and begin mumbling. Maybe mum just forgot about me, or are they just hiding the 
presents from me? I walk through the hall, with my head dragging looking at the floor, 
and go to bed with my heart feeling torn. It's getting late and I can no longer wait. I turn 
off my light, and close my eyes and cry having so much things go through my mind. I 
drift to sleep but then I see, mum walking in my room in the middle of the night with A 
light. It's so bright. She raises my heart like A kite, taking of it flight and she says, good 
night, and turns of the lights. She raised my hopes high and then shot them out of the 
sky. I break down and cry, it feels as if I've just died. No one remembered why today was 
A special day for it was my birthday. I look at the sky and wonder why? I light my candle 
and close my eyes, tears dripping down onto my thighs, and I start to whisper in my 
mind. "I don't want A car, or even A guitar. I don't even want to become A movie star. I 
just want to be free of this disease called poverty, I just want people to stop running away 
from me. Free me of aids so I can stop feeling afraid. Stop me from being poor, so I can 
afford to stop sleeping on the floor. Make me smile for there is no reason to smile, but 
please make my life worth while. Take me away from Africa, for all I see is people being 
raped and all the kids hearts filled with hate, I'm loosing my faith for I am living each day 
even though there is nothing to live for". A Tear drops on my candle, And puts out the 
flame I whisper in pain,This is "My Birthday Wish"
 
We wish for luxuries that only money can afford. They wish for water for they are poor. 
People need to learn to smile, for kids living in poverty have A legitimate reason not too. 
Be happy for what we have, and never complain for what we don't have.
 
- Wiko Te Maru


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Beautiful woman. (mothers)

I shead a tear as i watch you grow up to become a beautifu; woman.
 But it hurts me to see you weap over a torn heart.
I may not be there to catch your fall, 
  But i'll always be here when you come back home.
We may have our moments when we just can't stand each other.
  But that's just what Mother's and Daughter's do.
I may say " I can't wait until your 18"
 But, truly what i'm really saying is that i can't live without you.
 I will always shead a tear as i watch you grow up to become a beautiful woman.

*please comment if you have any thought or if you just like it. (or fav poem)* :)

            -Angel4eva23


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That's Where The Lord Lives

I walk outside to see all that I can see.
Over there is our house, our home,
In the distance, you can see.
And that place of hallowed happiness
Forever has been our home
And forever will be so evermore.
That house is small but raised us tall,
From the perfect parents who loved us so
To the perfect sister for which every man would want.
The house built us all up strong.
More than a mere building,
It is a place to love and be loved,
A place that hands you hope that you give right back, 
And a place of everlasting faith.
This home is where my parents taught me about God
And opened me up to Jesus.
They opened the eyes of the blind for all to see,
And the blind included me.
They taught me to be the best I can be;
The best things in life are free.
They have taught us so well,
And they all have saved my soul.
Even if I am not there now,
I carry Him with me.
I carry them with me.
I carry Their values and Their teachings with me.
In this house, this home,
We reside.
We cannot forget this.
This is where my Mother lives.
This is where my Father lives.
This is where my Sister lives.
This is where We live,
In this loving, caring, beautiful home
They made just for us.
We cannot forget this either.
This is where it all began. 
This is where the hunger and thirst was created;
This is where we are fulfilled.
We cannot, we must not forget this:
This is where God lives.
This is where Jesus lives.
This is where The Lord lives;
The Father and The Almighty.
This is where We live;
This is where We reside.
We must not forget this.
We must not forget this:
What a beautiful and perfect life this is.


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Where the Heart is

Home
A mother's touch
A father's protection
Where the heart was born and raised
Family


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Memories of Leaf Boats

As I grow older my memories become more veiled and sometimes lost.
But the best are yet to come as I write them down, of that I can’t ignore.
For my most cherished memories I’ll pass down, as the stories continue to stir.

Like the wonder I felt as a child… while sailing leaf boats down a creek.
Where would they end up? Would they find they’d sailed to foreign lands?
Or would they be defeated by the storms as they came rolling in?

Later I was awed by the thought that my future hubby would even talk to me.
We were so very bashful; that we were lucky, that we even came to be.
The trick was we were first friends…then, willing to hold together in the winds.

We became like one little leaf boat fighting together against the storms, again.
Then we became parents trying to raise our children with wonder in their eyes.
So we started by finding a creek where their leaf boats would be near, to find.

Eventually grown, they finally left us, so I sent them poems about those little boats.
Perhaps to help remind them: to start new memories for their brood, coming close.
Maybe even to remind them that life could still bring them wonders, too, once more.

Eventually, we will all sail away in one way or another, to distant shores.
I hope my poems will lead them, to where those wonders can still be found…
They will be able to find them by a creek with leaf boats floating around.

 I hope it will bring them memories; again, of the days we held them so close.
And had read to them the stories… I had written for those, I love the most.


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In Your Love

Every time you kiss my lips 
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Like a never ending abyss
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Every time you whisper I miss you
I am drowning, I'm drowning
In your love,  in your love.

Life doesn't seem dangerous
When I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
Don't take it so serious
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
I don't care what they think of us
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
In your love, in your love

~ Leonard Napierskie


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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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Absorbing

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


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Cradling Youth

I have felt everlasting bliss.
With beauty so uniquely rare,
a thousand glances; I do stare. 

Stealing my soul with just one kiss.
She doesn’t understand the spell,
she’s woven and crafted so well.

Her laughter sends my heart amiss.
Brining joy to my fruitless life,
a dancing heart without the strife.

How can one being cause such this?
A sphere of complex emotion,
entwined with love and devotion.

Our days of youth daughter, I’ll miss.
As you reach higher for the stars,
know the universe is still ours.


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Though Long and dreadful, the darkness has now become Light

Her clothes soaks in a sea of sweat, her skin wet, brown and muddy, as though floating in a Lake with debris. Notorious in her screams and dangerous in her gaze Making her the worst villain of the neighborhood been greatly antagonistic to Manhood as agony and frustration befell her, comparative to experiencing a difficult means of Livelihood. Medication may be an immediate remedy but will not stop her hatred towards the brotherhood. In difficulty, she curses and swears, her sexuality, been the target and victim. Increase severity of her present situation, makes her casualty to moral decadence and deterring her ability to be sane. Her thinking faculty, substituted with rage, and naughty questions flooding her mind like the spring as she wondered why Humanity is propagated through such pain The Balloon of Life gone so flaccid, her pains, like the infiltrating effect of an Acid. Just one last push to proceed, knowing fully well, she will succeed and finally, the glorious result of a seed. She has been in a Barren Land so dry, the feeling of darkness, she is ready to fry the transition to light, she gives a try which becomes accomplished with a Newborn's cry.


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Faked

I stumble upon a river
the way it flows and feels
I take my shoes off and run threw it
laughing looking up towards the sun
I wake up and it was all just a dream
my sister runs up the stairs
she slams her door
i asked her what was wrong
she looked at me 
She says "mom told me you were adopted"
at first i laughed as i thought it was a joke
I run downstairs to see my mom and dad sitting on the couch
"mom?" i say
she replies "its true we adopted you!" 
she got up and walked into the kitchen
"after all this time i thought i was yours" i say
My father gets up and walks out the door
My mom lays her hand on her forhead
Just dont worry about it  everything will be okay
"No it wont i say"
i felt fake like i wasnt who i was suppose to be
i just sat on my bed thinking about the whole thing
my whole life and who i should have been
I packed my bags that light and i ran away
leaving the less important things behind
i set out on a journey to find my real parents
I had my sister get there info. from my dads office
I took a bus to indiana and looked up there address
As soon as i found it i knocked on the door
A man opened the door
he said "who are you?"
i say "apparently i am your son?!"
"you put me up for adoption?" i repeat

He yells "ANNA!?, Some kid is here for you!"
i repeat the story to her as she denied it
She looked bruised and beaten up
I wanted to help her but the man hut the door on my face

I had no where to go now
So i started on a journey back home
But i never made it there 
I found that old river i use to go too
i stayed there for a few weeks until
i remembered the way back.
I found myself that day
I realized that i was fake but now im not because i know that i am just me not any of them





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Mother Nature

The beat of Mother Nature’s heart is in a rhythmical pattern,
Echoing around the forest through the song of birds.
My hair sways with the gentle breeze,
And the glistening sun shines down upon me,
The screams of joy and happiness carry on through the field, until it reaches me.
And I find that life isn’t always about the sufferings of humanity
But it can be about simple things; the adrenaline that courses through a small child as 
they run through the grass
And when you look at trees, you think of their age and what they’ve seen.
The knowledge that they must have is formidable,
Yet it’s comforting to know that something so silent, holds a thousand secrets.
Each leaf tells a story, and dies in the seasons. 
For new children come with their tales to be made
And the birds that surround the branches sing in harmony with Mother Nature.
It’s here, in this moment, that I realise there is no God.
Mother Nature is purely a personification of a child’s innocence.
For we, humanity, are our own God.
And our holiness surrounds us, in every breath we take.
In every thought, and every image we capture.
A secret, to be told.


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An Auntie's Duties

Moms and Dads are important in a child’s life.
I love kids but they are not what I see for me at the moment.
I have the love of many children 
Who all receive the love that my own would.
Hugs, Kisses, Care and Treats.
Their smiles keep me on my feet.
An auntie’s duties are never done.
From the headaches to the fun.
I wasn’t only blessed with the life of one.
More like the mighty group of five in my life.
From when they were born they are all I could see.
The love that they give is enough for me.
One girl and four boys is quite a challenge
But not for an auntie like me 
Because I got the power.


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Moved

facing the first time
her wheel-chaired son on the move
saddest vale of tears

driving his wheelchair
his face splashes happiness
enjoying his ride

watching two people
having their own point of view
I can relate to

we meet now and then
all those years I saw his smile
ten inspiring years 

an impressive guy
cleaning his second wheelchair
for tomorrows ride 

Note: 11.30.2012: message from his wife: "I did not expect my husband to be "on the internet' in such a unusual and also very special way. You have touched me very  deeply with your poignant poem.  Thank you so very much."


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I Care for You

you'll never be alone
as long as i care for you
Hear my whispers in the dark
my voice is clear and true
when darkeness comes
reach out for me
i'll light the night with stars 
so you could see
that you tried so hard
but it wasnt meant to be
you got so far 
you almost made it to victory
in the end
it was full of pain
it doesnt even matter
because that pain didnt stay
whenever you fall
i'll always catch you
when you've think you lost
i'll be there to remind you
you'll never be alone
as long as i care for you


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You THINK?

You think you might be in love.

You think he/her might be in love with you.

You think about a lot of things. Do you really know those things?

You think a lot, you worry a lot. 

But do you really HAVE to think or worry about those things?
  Or do you WAN'T to think or worry about those things?

Now that there is something to think about.

 
   

              *please leave a comment if you like it or fav poem if you might*
                                           
                                         -Angel4eva23


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One august morning

One August morning, waiting for those birthday presents, Then with no warning, down stairs came my parents, And with them came a special surprise, Our family was ending , due to lies. Divorce was the word of choice, Pain in my fathers voice , Too young to understand, Why this was being planned, Ever since this damn event, My family has grown more distant. Soon after mom was gone, My eldest sis embarked upon, A journey of her own. My other sis went with mom, All alone with dad .com, Stayed with him a couple of years, Soon followed the steps of my family peers, I feel bad for leaving, Left my father , alone and grieving, Why should I be the one to stay, When it comes down to it, were all grey, One day maybe we, Can once again be family.


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" WRITE A LINE OR TWO "

Did you ever stop and think
When you spent the day all alone
There was someone else too
That was just as lonely as you ?
So if you are feeling blue
Just sit down and write a line or two
For someone that loves you dear
Will be waiting from you to hear.


Written by my Grandmother Mamie Rachel Sterling/Sinner/Earl 1940


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PLS, MEET MY MUM

MY MOTHER, A LAWYER!

One of those, whom I remember!
Even if; I go on slumber.
Is my Mother?
Who is a legal member!

She was called to bar, 
In a month of ember. 
And works, in an associate 
chamber. 
For years now, without number.

So many works does she 
renders.
Soliciting, consultancy and also 
as a mother. 
Little time does she have on her 
calendar. 
Though, she clears task, from 
one to another.

Even in her car, 
She does not retire. 
But works, even harder, 
Cos that’s why she has a driver.

Mummy does things 
Even when not fit, 
But you’ll notice not, 
For her face reveals it not.

She accomplishes tasks without 
a mobile reminder. 
Cos God is her helper.
For He has always been her 
disposer. 
In all her affairs endeavor.

Being a mother, 
She is the best and you not 
wonder. 
But if you bother, 
See her and will realize I’m not a 
liar.

In her works, 
You will know how dedicated 
she is. 
And in her worship, 
You’ll know how religious she is.

She is blessed in many ways. 
Her husband alone is 
outstanding to show. 
People she helped, has many to 
say. 
And GOD knows all her lovely 
deeds.

To dot the i, 
She is living library. 
And to cross the t, 
She is a living mother!

May she live long to reap. 
The fruit of her labour. 
For as for many, 
She is more than a mentor.

If all mothers 
Could be like my mother. 
No child will turn a robber! 
And No marriage will turn 
asunder!

My dreams for her, 
Are pleasant to hear. 
And from ALLAH, the maker!
It shall come as favor


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Spin

I spin the wheel of time,
in hopes of returning again,
to an infant stage of my life,
of false hope too plenty to explain.

I’ve cast my three free wishes,
to a fabled Genie I’ve cried.
I’ve asked him to release me,
from this guilt and suffering inside.

I’ve tossed a million pennies,
into a fountain of youth I plead,
to return me to that delicate era,
planting mother and daughter’s seed.

I’ve carried this white rabbit’s foot,
in a pocket of grief and regret.
Searching my hatred for salvation,
for motherly deeds I’ll never forget.

I’ve searched the meadows and found,
as many four-leaf clovers I could collect,
longing for eternal retribution,
for the scars and injuries that infect.

I’ve went to see the Wizard,
and begged for another chance,
to be a young mother to my daughter,
for her heart to forever sing and dance.

But sadly nothing changed,
the hands of time don’t stop.
They won’t reverse into the past,
because of an age you wish to swap.

Disappointed and frustrated,
I fell to my knees to pray,
for the sins of guilt and suffering,
that plaque my life every day.

And as I felt like giving up,
I heard Him say to me…..
Don’t try to reverse past history,
who you are now, is who you should be.

* Just a wish to reverse time, and go back to when I gave birth to my first daughter, at such a young age. Knowing what I do now, I could have been a better mother, and more focused on motherhood, than myself. The guilt of "not being there more" for her has plagued me every day of my life. Though I can't reverse the past, I could never love her more than I do......she's amazing.


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Graduation Day

Her eyes dancing with excitement
The joy cannot be contained
Today is graduation day
My sanity regained!

Her red gown pressed so neatly
Cap perfectly on her head
Tears are coming to my eyes
No matter what I said!

Call her name, Come on let’s go!
Across that stage so brave
One hand open, One hand up
Tell me she’s not going to wave!

The crowd goes wild for my little girl
She blows kisses to us all
Hands are waving in the air 
Please look out for the wall!

As she disappears from my sight
Her big debut’s been made
I can’t believe it’s finally over
Here we come 1st grade!


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THE FAIR GIRL AND THE BLACK EGRET

In a river marsh, where pondweeds and cattails grew in warm clime,
the fair girl found a tall, black egret  
with whom she could have a chat; 
and was it the same one that her parents rescued from the wild?


Among bulrushes taller than she actually was,
the anxious girl told that bird one of her wishes:
to hop on his back and fly as the happiest butterfly,
and find her mom whom she remembered singing a lullaby.

" Take me to my mom!"  she begged the wading bird.
" Nobody ever takes me there to visit her" she exclaimed.
" She may be miles away from here...way past the blue ocean!" 
He replied with little confidence, lacking a sense of emotion.


The fair girl kept on begging, until the black egret finally nodded.
" Thank you, kind bird...now let's fly and depart from this marshland!"
So the two of them ventured into a cloudy sky expecting no rainfall...
not until they had gotten there safely and heard that sweet mother's call..  


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A Dedication

Inspiration Admiration
you who are my only one true creation.
I write this to you as a dedication.

My life now has purpose
I no longer live on the surface
through you I have gained insight
I now see the light.

Although the tides have been rough,
I can not imagine a life lived without you
It simply would not be enough.

You are Gods greatest gift to me
You are everything I never knew I wanted.
You are my perfect family.
In you I have found sanctuary.


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It's Time

Theres a momment when you  realize your not a little girl anymore.

Mommy and daddy arn't there to run too.

You have to make your own choices.

Your finely free.

You get to do what you want.

No one setting rules for you...

Your life is perfect...

Right?

This momment is the one you've been waiting for...

But now that its here...

Your eyes are getting teary...

Already longing for the "good old days"

The good old days where...

Mommy would sing you to sleep...

Daddy would rock you in his lap when you where scared...

You knew you where safe...

You didn't have to worrie about being judge...

You knew when you got home there was someone to love you...

That was the good old days...

Now its time...

Time to go...

Go out on your own...

Alone...

Its time...

To go out and start a life of your own...

All grown up...

You're not a little girl anymore...

It's time...

You're ready...

To start a life of your own...

Little girl...

Farewell...


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Many Families Are In Difficult Situations

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton


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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...


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Being Strong

Daddy shut his eyes and cried,
each drop echoed in the waiting room,
the hollow halls echoed
babies crying.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
his stern eyes looked away
and I asked him, "Daddy why are you crying?"
no reply.

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
not knowing what to do,
I danced in crinoline proper-pink,
first dress Daddy bought,
one I wore to see his smile.


Daddy shut his eyes and cried,
looked at me, smiled,
and gave me a bear-hug
"Your Mom's going to be okay"

Daddy shut his eyes and cried
the clock ticked twice,
out came mom in her wheelchair,
and Dad's eyes dried.


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The Child, 1 2 1

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

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


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Mother's Point of View

I cry every night but I don't know why.
I wait for my husband in solitude until I hear the doorbell ring.
It's my husband!
I guess we'll have a bite or two.
I open the door and it isn't him.
I start to cry but I don't know why.
I've done my fair share of crying but as my friend puts her arm around me, I start to
shiver and weep even more.
My daughter my daughter! I want my daughter back.
It's been too long.
She couldn't even see her little brother graduate from eighth grade.
My daughter. My poor daughter can't even see her kids.
My beautiful grandchildren may never see my mother's radiant face.
I can still hear her, " Honey, don't be afraid but I may die before too long."


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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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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!


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Surrender

Surrender


Surrender with them, for those all sins
Always you commit, at the expense of belief
At least, they can purge you, dipping in social work
Do not afraid, there is not, capital punishment.


Bereaving, they do not keep you, in bother
Where there is provision, only of rear and care
Supplies only requirements, later they’ll rear, care you
That heaven is within, in the heart of children


When become saturate, they loll, leaving toys and food
In such innocent vicinity, I wish pass my whole life 
Being happy and gaily, volatile immeasurably
Could you believe my advice, you commit, they believe. 


Instead of boasting roaring, wasting, prime time for 
Tearing sky and ground, with objection disturbance
Invest your purpose, to acquire heavenly bliss for all
Billions mothers are wishing, to offer their prospers.


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KiddieKat Crawl

Pitter Patter kitty's natter,
meow on the wall
eight to go after the fall-
what a whisker risk-er!
And such a minxy tinker!
The paws at the door
straight to the cupboard crumb
sneaky biscuits for the tum,
and into the hall a cry "Mum!-
What's for dinner?"


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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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Motherhood Divine


The purest of joys
The fleeting of toys

The growing up years
Through laughter and tears

Nurturing of souls
Eternal love unfolds

Motherhood so divine
No barriers through time


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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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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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CREAMY ALFREDO WITH CHICKEN AND SPINACH

Chilled Pinot Grigio and Chianti
on each side of the long table,
twenty seats for twenty guests;
Antipasto with zesty dressing...
colorful vegetables with chunks
of sharp provolone and hard salami...
to be served with crunchy bread,
the kind that grandmother used to bake.
 

Oh, wait the Creamy Alfredo with chicken and spinach
is steaming on a huge serving plate...what a work of art!
Oh, the aroma of the Parmesan cheese
fills the nostrils with the urge to start;
one by one, the well-dressed guests walk
into the dining room...who said they are guests?


It's family: grandpa, grandma, uncles, aunts and cousins!
we'll surely enjoy this Sunday dinner as last week.
What about dessert? Sweet pastries and chocolate Tiramisu
with a strong cup of espresso and a shot of Sanbuca Romana;
would you like to join us and meet the friendly chef Mario? 
There's plenty of food for everyone...Buon Appetito!


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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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Little Children

Oh, what a joy little children are ! Juice in the video, sick in the car. Untidy bedroom, scattered toys, girls playing nurses with little boys. Dogs' tails being pulled, a cat's on fire, interrupting the moments of love and desire. Passing the blame for their little crimes, playing with frogs all covered in slime. Screaming their heads off in a plush restaurant, having a tantrum when refused what they want. Arriving home late covered in mud, not going to bed when they know they should. Non-stop talking while dad's watching telly, splashing the walls with ice-cream and jelly. Chocolate stains on their Sunday best, painting funny pictures on granddad's vest. Why do parents' voices echo from afar, Oh, what a joy little children are !


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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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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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Anemones and shells my childhood

As I recall my past, it was a sea kissed life
summers spent roaming the Rabbit Burrows
cradled by dunes, beyond Tramore strand
towels stretched out on Woodstown beach
soft powdered sand, surrounded by forest
adventures in the Saleens, daring quicksand
of swimming with dad, high jumping waves
falling, laughing in great gulps of salt water
free and fearless, in our bare bronzed years


It was a sea salted life of wave-washed castles
of tide pools, alive with translucent shrimps
carmine anemones sucked tight to the rocks
periwinkles, hermit crabs, a world of shells
baby pink crabs moving sideways over stone
textured algae, salted, crisping in the heat
our faces stinging with sand and hot sunshine
we spent hours with nets, exploring the pools


After months and years of living near the sea
the landscape became an essential part of me.
I saw fuchsia ballerinas pirouette the breeze
sea pinks, grassy rosettes swaying on cliff tops
rocket, tiny lilac petals with succulent leaves
valerian, a candy floss pink, sweetly scented
We picked them and pressed them into books


I recall my child’s life with a skipping heart
when summers seemed to shine eternal
The rock pools taught us to treasure nature
togetherness bred a strong sense of self
a respect for the sea, the taste of freedom
when I open a book, I often find a flower
and shells -  this child is forever combing


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Thoughts in a Warm Room

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


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mom

 mom my mommy 
 mom of delight
mom the mother of love
i miss your love
but my heart is full of memory
the memory of your caring
the caring of your courage
the courage of your love
the love of your heart
   i miss you mom 
mom tell me 
Are you the mom
that love her children
that firmly stands to defend her children
that perpetually cherish her children
  softly  a voice answer me
awesome children of my own
that staple a symbol of love in me
the love of respect and loyalty
with exquisite thrills of rumors
the rumors of  clamor words
with newly forth of eternity love
until thy off-spring grace days.


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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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Not Just another Love Poem

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

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

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

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

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


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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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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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The Look On My Child's Face

The Look On My Child’s Face… Just yesterday I noticed a look of love on my child’s face. This happened in a most “ordinary place.” It was in our home...a place by God’s own design. I felt God speaking to my heart this particular time. I didn’t take any time to stop and realize, The look of love and innocence in my child’s eyes. “Am I being the kind of Dad God wants me to be?” “Am I being an example of Christ for my child to see?” Have I been demonstrating my God-given ability, teaching my kids God’s love, and responsibility? May a Christ-like life in my kids be clearly seen and understood, As one day they will grow into adulthood. I hope that one day my Children will say: “I want to be like my Dad- every single day!” By Jim Pemberton


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MOLLY'S NEW DRESS

MOLLY’S NEW DRESS
She was the fairest of girls on 
the hills called Westland
Young as she was, in her rags, she glowed
	like Alice in Wonderland.
Humble her family was
	yet she was always with a smile
Christmas came, Christmas left
	yet the smiles never left her face,
Always gay and merry
her looks ravishing
Country folks wishing they had a daughter like her
	never ceased praying
Dreaming of better days, Mama woke up one morning,
	stealing glances at Molly as she danced merrily, she saw her eyes twinkling.
Tears flooding her eyes, she said
	“I will buy Molly a new dress.”
The New Year came, Mama peeped into her money bag
	the money was enough to buy a new dress.
Happily, she walked down to Uncle James’ 
	the only store that sold clothes on Westland,
Buying the most beautiful dress on display, 
	she walked back home smiling, gave Molly the new dress,
It fitted perfectly.
	happily, Molly ran the entire Westland in her new dress,
And the whole folks knew she had a new dress, a brand new dress,
“What a girl”, they remarked,
and they smiled happily.


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Soldiers return

Soldiers return

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

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

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

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

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

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


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Our Children

Sometimes I sit and watch them
running through the yard.
I just can't stop from smiling
and saying... "This aint that hard!"
I would'nt trade a minute 
of this work that must get done.
Because throughout the hardest times
so often comes the fun.
How can we call this "working"
when we get to see the joy
that spills out of each smiling face
of our two girls and boy?
I'm tired, sore, and cranky.
This is very true...
I just remind myself each day
the importance of what I do.
The time they're young goes by so fast.
You blink and then they're grown.
But if we do the best we can,
we'll never be alone.


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Mothers Day

Mother, I want to thank you
for all the work that you put through
In raising me and loving me too
You are one great mother I always knew

You are the one who takes care of me
And the one who keeps me happy
Today is your day set your soul free
You are what every mother needs to be

I enjoy seeing you everyday
for your hard work I will repay
I just wanted to come and say
Have a wonderful Mothers Day


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A Child's Slumber

Stardust and sleeping mist,
Drifting dreams on wings.
Blankets soft with comfort,
This is what it brings.

Mother's love and Father's hugs,
Echo though the night.
Sheltered by all of these,
Your future is so bright.


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Mom's Cobbler Pies

Mom slaved over cobbler pies for a dinner-time surprise! Applauded, she sighs...


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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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my sister

My sister is one of a kind and I know shes always by my side I know we fight.

and sometime dont get along my sister and I are like a song.

The bond between us will never break she's my best friend 
.
and it will never change I love my sister


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Long Summer Days Soon

She had a baby
today.  She's only sixteen.
Long summer days soon.


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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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A mother's love

A mother's love is
sweet

A mothers love is
always there

A mother's love 
will never die

A mother's love is
always comfort

A mother's love is
special 

A mother's love is 
one of a kind

these are the things of what a mother's love can be!


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Musical Notes That Soothe The Soul

You come home with a grim expression
Ignoring the screaming and fighting
Another trashed night of insults and threats from your parents
Blams flying left and right but the only thing you can think about is getting to your santuary
Placing the headphones on, blocking the noises of broken glass and collapsing bodies
You hit play quickly and soon your day has suddenly become more bareable
You relax finally and lay yourself down on your floor
Holding yourself in the fetal position, hugging your knees tightly
You close your eyelids and take a deep breath
No more fighting
No more sadness
Only happiness and joy fill your mind
The beats and different tones coarse through your ears not screams and insults
You tap your index fingure on your knee to the beat of the music
Humming and singing to the lyrics
You begin to imagine your own little world where you can escape to
You smile widely as you see your parents looking at you and grinning back
They invite you into their arms for a warm embrace
You take it all in, making sure not to miss a single moment
You cry tears of happiness and bliss
You look up to them and you say: "I Love you"
But when your world suddenly began to fade away 
and reality came into view
You brace yourself for the blow to your stomach
Crashing to the ground, you hold youself and cover your face
Your mother shouting and pleading your father to stop
Your hair being pulled, slamming you against the wall
Grabbing your arms tightly he squeezes as hard as he could, hearing the crunch
Your blood curdling scream doesn't phase him a bit
Your mother tries to help you but he slams her into the corner of the wall
You slump to your floor again, laying there as you have a clear view of what is happening
Suddenly a knife comes raining down, you hold out your arm
Your mother now is suffering pain so severe 
He comes up to you and roughly kicks your face
He leaves as you hear tires screaching and slowly the sound fades away
Now the only thing you hear is your so called 'little world' behind you
As your vision suddenly turns black


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Mother

                          Mother


Molded from the best God has for humanity,
Offering your time, your love, even your sanity.
Trusting in Him to keep us safe from the unkown,
Honoring God with your life and love you have shown.
Enhancing my life with all the prayers offered up,
Requesting nothing in return for filling up my cup.


To my mom


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Brenna

A bright ball of energy
A beaming smile with love
This little blessing from God
Who gives the biggest hug
The cutest little giggle
The cutest little toes
When she walks into the room
Everyone knows
The joy and delight that you bring
Just by being who you are
Even singing over and over and over
Twinkle, twinkle little star
You are my heart and soul
I hope I never let you down
Who am I talking about
My daughter, the most beautiful little girl in town


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A Mother's Touch

Dedicated to my loving mother on her birthday!

In this cruel world today
Being a mother is the hardest work
Always being friendly and helpful
Always smiling and ready with a hug or kiss!

A mother’s touch heals all life’s problems
She gives strength in the weakest times
She gives hope in the lowest moments
She always loves you no matter what!

Being a Mother myself
I can now see and appreciate all she has done
I now know the hardship and love she felt
I know the tremendous sacrifice she has made!

I can only hope
To one day make her proud
To be the kind of mother she was to me
Standing in her footsteps is the hardest thing to do!


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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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Moonlight Daisy

Moonlight shines in bright
and I pick a rose,
a daisy,
and give it to my mother
All the time
when I do
it makes her smile~
All the time
when I want her love
In the night.

Ava, today.


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

By Jim Pemberton  
 02/05/11


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My First Kiss

My First Kiss

This is something I will remember for the rest of my life. Wow! It was nice.
Of course, it was years ago, but it seems like it was only a moment in time. Yes! 
Absolutely fine.

My first kiss made me cry. I often wonder why? No need to lie. It was wet and juicy.
After the first, there was a second, and then a third. I mourned and made unusual 
sounds. I was told to hold still and stop acting like a little clown.

No one witness this event, but I remember. It was doing the month of lent. For me, it 
was not entertainment. What was I to do? I was smother and covered.  I didn’t have 
the strength to fight, I couldn’t even take flight. I hear you saying, right! Honestly, it 
happened that night.  

Now! The real truth.  Trust me, I only tell my friends. I was only two, I don’t know about 
you.  She kept looking down at me. I wasn’t asleep, only afraid to open my eyes and 
peak.

As grandmother got closer to my crib, she said “honey baby” give me a big kiss, I began 
to twist. My diaper was heavy and weighting me down, I could do nothing but stick 
around. Mom and dad were in the living room, I cried and almost died.

Now I know what its like to kiss a fish. Grandma almost sucked the breath out of me. 
Her kiss covered my mouth and noise like a giant water hose.

Even today, I don’t like kissing grandma. We touch hands as she fans. For sure! She is 
my best girl friend, but I don’t kiss her.  Because, she will suck all your wind. 

 Love you grandma, you are my best girl friend…

Dr. “G”



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I have written

I have written about love and it loss
I have written about death and its cost
I have written about being free
I have written about me
I have written about almost every thing
I even wrote about spreading my wings
But the one thing I have not wrote about at all
Is this silly picture on my wall
He is funny looking and would make you laugh out loud
His little face turned up to the clouds
My little prince with candy on his chin
And a big ice cream cake grin
It was his first birthday


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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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kryptonite

Fire, the flames of all my desires.
Heat, the sensation that makes me 
weak.
Emotions, my missions to keep 
discreet.
The more he knows, the easier my 
guard faces defeat.
Weakness, the tremble that 
unsteady's my feet.
Strength, is my better half, he's here 
when I need.
Faith, is Gods security given to you 
& me.
Patience and understanding is 
knowing when to take heed.
Sorrow, is 
overwhelming,overcoming and 
deep.
But pain is the one to really make us 
weep.
Compassion is something that all of 
us need.
To get threw this life, it is needed 
indeed.
To the ones that doubt me, I'm tellin 
'ya don't sleep.
I may be calm & quite but I only act 
meek. 
To walk in my shoes, & to see what 
I've seen,
I promise, you wont be the one to 
judge me.
& to Luis , my man, the love of my 
life.
This love, our love, I don't have to 
think twice.
Our life,our plans,our path that we 
lead,
I promise you baby I will never 
retreat.
To my children, whom I love & will 
one day have to leave,
Forgive me for all the times I let my 
emotions make me weak.
And know that I love you, and you 
guys I did need.
Without you I would never 
appreciate what I achieve.
To my mother whom I did have the 
pleasure to meet.
Letting me go was the best decision 
your mind ever could've conceived.
TO my father who left me alone in 
the streets,
Without you was harder, but could 
never stop me.
One thing I know,I can feel it so 
deep.
God made me stronger than I could 
ever believe.
MY strength, My tolerance,  My 
endurance I keep.
Continuing my life & trying to 
conquer my dreams.
No matter what happens,what ever 
will be,
I will be happy no matter who 
doubts me.


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Sanity

The noises are so loud sometimes,
I think I'll go insane.
Anxiety levels rising,
I could probably spit some flames.
Anger is not an option here,
although it would be great.
I take a deep breath and hold it in,
or try to count to ten.
Laugh out loud to clear the air.
I think I'll be ok.
Then I'll see a couple of smiling faces,
That takes it all away.


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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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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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The Old House and the New Home

The Old House and the New Home
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I’ve lived in houses in the country side
There with my family I did abide
By the dust and gravel of a country road
Much pride was taken in our humble abode

I’ve lived in houses perched on a hill
Many of which are not standing still
They provided shelter in their time
Provoked memories that make life rhyme 

I’ve lived in a house on a city street
Where the neighbors came out at night to meet
I’ve lived in houses made of wood and stone
On avenues where children could safely roam

I’ve lived in houses of mortar and brick
Where driveways were paved and the grass was thick
I’ve enjoyed houses far better than most
Where friends would come and I could serve as host

But my current house seems like a foreign land
Where everyone wants to lend me a hand
Living in this place is not my desire
Of this arrangement I easily tire

The time has come for me to leave
To this old house I will not cleave
I no longer want a cottage here below
To a fine home in heaven soon I will go.

I long not for a mansion or streets of gold
But just a place where I will never grow old
A place where pain and sadness are never more
Where happiness is found on every shore

I am eager, yes ready, to move out
To possess my new home with a shout!
The promised home Jesus went to prepare
Death please come quickly, I want to be there.


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Best Breakfast

My mystic mirror 
Shades silver stones simultaneously 
Later, light leaked 
Unconsciousness uttered
Sleep splashed sincerity
Amidst an aesthetic 
smile, stood shining stars
I immediately identified 
who was welcoming 
morning marvelously; My mother...
Sleep slept, smiles spread
Today's treasure,
Best Breakfast...

Thank 
You 
For 
A 
Wonderful 
Morning, Mother...


Details | Monoku | |

K. S. { Broken Monoku }

beneath coral depths reefbed


                        the mother of all pearls


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An Innocent Child

A young homeless child
Looking for a home but finds none.
On my first day at school the mother's not around
To comfort me when I'm down-right scared
An innocent child of seventeen
I find myself locked up in a placement
An innocent child now afraid of time
Will I forget my goals and dreams?
I go to Maryhurst
And meet people who care
I learn about peer pressure and much more
Now comes the time
To break through.....
The Fear


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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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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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HER FAITH STILL DAZZLES AS A RAINBOW

There are two kinds of mothers full of surprises:
the one who loves, consoles and gives,
the other who complains, cries and screams...
mine was the first one with lots of bright smiles!


She loved nothing more than her kids free of blame:
bathing them, grooming them and feeding them; 
had she been different and uncaring,
I wouldn't have been so kind and giving!


On winter's long and bitter-cold nights,
mother gathered us around a warm fireplace
to talk about family, faith and the glory of grace...
we listened and learned to love God with smiling eyes!


She taught us the rewarding and wonderful ways of the Lord:
to earn our living with our sweat and heed His unfailing word,
to say Grace with our bowed heads and be grateful for the hearty meals;
yes, her faith still dazzles as a rainbow...a faith that teaches and heals!


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My Best Friend and Mom

She stood there smiling
as I walked the line,
The day had finally come
it is my graduation time.

She stood there crying
as I lay in the bed,
Happy as can be she said
"I can see her head!"

She stood there crying
with a broken heart,
After Katrina quickly 
tore our lives apart.

My mom is not only
a mom as you can see,
She is so much more for
she is a BEST FRIEND to me.

For this I know is
her love has no lack,
I would do anything for her;
even walk from hell and back.


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GRATITUDE

The word " Gratitude "
is better expressed...
when said with thankfulness
and much more tenderness!


Ever grateful to God and mother
to have seen and tasted life:
through serene days without worry and strife,
even through stormy days with little sun's glare!  


See their images in me,
one holy...the other kind;
search inside these eyes of harmony:
more hidden treasures you will find! 


Feeling no gratitude is absurd,
it pulls you away from the Rock...
the One who shed all of His blood;
live by faith, not by ridiculous luck.


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CHERISHING MOM IN LAWS

I see my mom in law every other week
Her smiling face and wonderful smile always
Makes my week
She will be 99 years young this november, what
a blessing she will be that age this year
From all the stories of family and friends
its something we should think about whe she talks about the
the moments and events
Is so true that time flies by so very fast,
Let us cherish the words our mothers in laws knowledge of the past
for in the past we learn sometimes of what our futures might bring
Cherish mom in laws for all the world knows. they are the wonderful
spirits and yes angels do exist


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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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Daughter's Love

I have written this poem for you mom
It is so long overdue
I've written poems for others but never one for you
You will be remembered each passing day
In my heart and soul,for you I will pray
I've often sat and thought about the years that slipped away
But did I ever tell you mom all that I should say?
Did I say thank you for always being there?
Did I ever show appreciation for all your love and care?
Do you know I wonder and often I recall,the things that you did for me when I was young
and small.
You could always make me laugh and bring a smile to my face,with your quick sense of humor
and your words full of grace.
We had that special bond when I sat on your knee.
no one else matters mom when it was just you and me.
You are my mom and words cannot describe.
The feelings that I have for you,those feelings deep inside.
And mom I know you love me.
Unconditional is your love
To have,to hold,to know you
I think the Lord above.
I'm glad you've been there when I needed you so much.
Strength,Tenderness,and Kindness
You have that special mom touch.
Mom you are my hero 
And I'm your biggest fan.
I will forever love you 
You are the kindest woman


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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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To Be a Child Again by Kenny Davis

To Be a Child Again by Kenny Davis

I see the children of today
Their smiles take me away
To my times as a child
And the games that I would play

To be a child again
Means to be taken to an imaginary place
Where a box could be a house or race car
Or a ship in outer space

To be a child again
Means Mother is God in my eyes
My father is like my hero
Like Superman in the skies

To be a child again
There are many times, I would smile from ear to ear
I would jump into my parent’s loving arms
With nothing left to fear

To be a child again
Full of bedtime stories and fairy tales
Whether it was Jack and the Beanstalk
Or Jack and Jill with their water pails

To be a child again
My life filled with Mother Goose
The tails of Humpty Dumpty
And Green Eggs and Ham from Dr. Seuss

Now that I have grown
I recall my times as a child
So young, so innocent
So reckless and wild

To be a child again
My parents would wipe away every tear
It is all of those tender moments as a child
That I will always hold dear

© June 2009 k.davis


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On Her Eighth Birthday

                                                                                                                     
(For my Loving Daughter Suzanna Christy)

Seven years before her heart throbbed and mine too,
She was prepared to face to the world with God’s Gift:
Her travail had begun and each of her nerve shivered with thrill,
The Father in Christ in His invisible Presence hath been beside her.

Now I shed tears that speak how she had borne the physical agony,
And my inward eye writes how the day was and today it is.

The tiny blossom within the womb shook the stem of the plant,
And the plant stood fluttering, unshaken, but withstanding.
I now feel how I felt of her personal ordeal for matchless Gift.
God’s Answer in her womb, personified, traversed the way out,
The Invisible Christ held her in His arms during the journey,
It was the journey that none can describe except the Answer in the womb.
Biological apprehensions began to fly out with anguishing threats;
Yet the Heavenly Providence filled the way with His Grace.
Medical engineers acted upon their wit and tools to watch the drama.
The God-sent soul, anxious and hopeful, waited for the little wonder:
‘How could God’s Answer personified be?’
Time was on its wings, minutes flew, seconds galloped.
Engineers’ assistants exchanged responses of sincerity and hopefulness.
The little Answer personified whispered from within the Heavenly Mercy.
Everyone heard the whisper, and the mother too, and she would be a mother.

The clock was in its perfection to chime the melody of the Answer,
And the whole world, dressed in joy and smile, looked in awe and wonder.
It was forty strokes behind the entry of the little Answer:
How could I share my joy and with whom?’
The mother raised a doubt within her.
‘I am with thee, share thy joy and pain with Me,
For I have borne everything for thee on the Cross.’
She heard a voice within and the pain left her,
Joy let its wings fly when the little Answer peeped out the world.
It was seven strokes yet to chime.
Each second was a mystery and the mystery was to be solved.
The trumpet raised its clarion call; the lyre touched its strings,
The firmament, filled with Heavenly Blessings, began to shower on.
The little Answer personified sent forth her first cry,
And the cry was first heard by the Master.
Yes, she was born, and she entered the world.
It was fifty-two strokes past three whistles she was born.
Little fairies began blowing little trumpets,
The mother shouted in joy: ‘THANKS TO MY LORD!
Our answer hath been heard. Thou art my Master.’


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Coz of you...

I was born a girl...
I grew up to be a woman...
And because of you, I'll be a mother.


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Reflections


There’s something about forty
I now see my mom and dad
As I peer into the mirror
When I’m happy or I’m sad

I see their joyful smiles
Often when I am glad
I see their frowning faces
Occasionally when I get mad

Reflections of them now
Forever on and on
They live inside somehow
For we share a common bond

I have my father’s eyes
I’ve got my mothers smile
It’s funny to see them every day
As I haven’t seen them in a while

So now, take at look at you
You’ll be amazed at what you’ll find
If you can’t see it yet, it’s true
Just give it some more time



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Redemption of a Child

It has been years of terror, pain, nightmarish hell!
Little girl in faded cast offs, shuffled from back room to main office.
Disembodied voices, cubicles, paperwork, a drab cell.
Letterhead, Department Of Children Services, an address and phone number.
Eyes suspicious, blond hair ragged. Nevada  midsummer.
Woman, excruciatingly thin, pale, tired and sunken.
Child, fearful, nervous, confused emotions drunken.
Summer, its mama, please remember me.
Child, through fog of lies and time. A lonely little flicker, remembrance possibly?
Four years gone, milk carton child, young innocence stolen.
Home lost no more, hell traded for future gossamer dreams, golden.

                                                                                                      Summer Gratias


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My Creator

My creator.
So far from me but so close.
No matter the suffering,
the love is unconditional.

I push through each day.
Remembering your face,
our conversations,
your comfort.

My creator
the ultimate comprehension of my soul.
you know my soul no matter the scars.

No matter the pain
I push to the next day.
I try to remember the good
and justify your ghost.

My creator
I hope you are with me someday again.


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An Innocent Child

A young homeless child
Looking for a home but finds none.
On my first day at school the mother's not around
To comfort me when I'm down-right scared
An innocent child of seventeen
I find myself locked up in a placement
An innocent child now afraid of time
Will I forget my goals and dreams?
I go to Maryhurst
And meet people who care
I learn about peer pressure and much more
Now comes the time
To break through.....
The Fear


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GRANDMA'S MORALITY

After forty years, Grandma's morality echoes louder than a summer's thunder,
wasn't her strict up-bringing or sense of defined dignity too improper?
" Daughter, bring up your kids with morality and honor...
fearing God and obeying the household rules;
never mind the nasty looks on those kids who booze...
who do what they please and wind up in the slammer!"
Her white hair had thought her much wisdom in errors
and she wanted to leave a great legacy behind...
" You may dislike what I say and feel upset or offended,
but bad behavior is stopped before it occurs. "  
" Sweet, mother " she rebelled with a loving tone,
" This is a new generation and it needs change! "
But grandma lashed back with aggressiveness,"
"My days weren't like theirs...I had to obey my parents,
read the Bible and go to church on Sunday! "
" Under this roof, nothing changes...I demand obedience! "
" Sweet, mother " she repeated with understanding,
" You have to give them freedom to choose, and if they make mistakes...
let them learn and seek parental advice if they are wise. "
And tenderly turning to grandma she pleaded, " Let's work out our differences
and come up with a solution! " Grandma's eyes were filled with resentment,
but she understood and agreed to accept the advice.
And before more words were said, she apologized for her matriarchal demands,
 "Much more I would like to say, but if you feel you are right...I'll stop talking." 












 


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Home Sweet Home

There is a place that I call home
my little sister's hair I do comb

I help my mom cook dinner
my little brother says its a winner

We all go walking in the park 
until the sun goes dark

I never have had the nice cloths or gear
but in this home all I need is love no fear


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HEAVENS DOORWAY

A poignant dream, deep in my sleep I am walking on a pathway of light that glistens in my eye. Perhaps they are not stars, And shines down upon my feet. On a white soft like cotton where I past a garden of flowers is I see, like a paradise that we are dream. Violins playing, and melodious music I heard, that softly spoken to my heart. I heard giggles, children laughing And they were running towards me. They held my hands, their faces are so inviting their tender smile that stirs in my heart. I ask them, where were we going? They look at me and smile, I looked at the distance and saw A familiar faces that I haven’t see For so many years, my beloved parents waits for me with their open arms. My tears has begun to fall Once again I was in their presence Welcome they said. Come in and rest in our shoulders. Sunlight kisses awakens me That I thought I was at the heavens door To see my beloved ones. One sunset I will see them again, Until then. Gail Doyle - Heaven's Doorway Contest


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Double Trouble! ~ ( a shadow acrostic)


Terrible two? or Normal ToT?
Rolling jumper; bouncing; kickeR?
Over head in the tree; what will you be? A dynamO?
Under the bed? Behind the door? Where are yoU?
Behave! be sweet! Yes I'll give your back a ruB.
Little boys are rough and tenderly tough as welL.
Everyday; Every second; a new adventure in LovE!


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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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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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Baby Rest

Gently Sleeping; Still 
Flying; Fearlessly climbing
Baby's dream delight.


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When you hold a baby...

Are you lonely? 
Are you sad?
Are you troubled?
Feelin' bad?

Are you worried?
Are you down?
Find yourself
on a merry-go-round?

Take away your sorrow.
Forget yesterday and tomorrow.
Your storm will turn to calm,
when you hold a baby in your arms.

They don't care if you're tall or short,
chubby or thin.
They don't  care what you believe,
where you're from or the color of your skin.

They kick, they sigh, gurgle, and grin.
Oh what Love a baby brings!

So take away your sorrow.
Forget bout yesterday and tomorrow.
Your storm will turn to calm,
just hold a baby in your arms.


Milton L. Delgado
May 7, 2004


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Why is the rain blue

	

    I shall try to explain,

    but the world is not logical.

    the bank notes are old and crinkling.

    your face appears like it's own negative

    the wind glows and the sun howls.

    why is the rain blue?

    i wanted a new weapon but the rainbow was

    too long,i need something small and portable,

    like a pen i once had.

    just a pencil and paper will be fine,

    but please look round.

    we're all related in the DNA

    but the fighting goes on, for what?

    does it matter my great grandfather was a Viking

    who killed when necessary

    or my grandmother sang in Gaelic

    and swooned over dead children?

    i can't see but i hear their voices murmur.

    a blue and a brown will go together

    like Harris tweed.

    shall i give you some needles to patch yourself

    before it's too late?

    i have long threads and connections for you,

    if you will listen.

    you don't need the A to Z of London

    in this world

    it's not relevant any more

    to know exactly where you are,

    just use the finger tips to feel the cave walls.

    do we know whether to go back or forward

    or even upside down?

    trust the sense of bones and nerves

    and the sea in our veins

    linking us all

    into a human whole.


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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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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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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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The Life Inside Of Me: My Blessing

Never thought a life of another would be growing inside of me 
It came as a surprise to me but a baby is not what I need
Abortion is never an option I see, adoption is not where my baby will be.
For the next 9 months it’s going to be you and me.
Having you nurturing inside of me will give me the strength to be strong.
At times I will break down and cry 
Other times my smile will shine.
I can’t wait to see you grow.
To see pictures of your fingers and toes.
You tossing and turning inside of me inflicts pain but that fine with me
Because that lets me know Mommy’s baby is okay.
As your body constantly grow
My stomach will start to show.
Our bond will get stronger and stronger
Seeing the features of your face will excite me 
Makes me wonder if you will have big brown eyes 
Or those of your father
It really doesn’t matter because I will see.
I wonder if you are a girl or a boy.
Will I buy blankets with pink flowers or blue trucks.
With you growing inside of me, I began to think of my importance
How you will be a blessing to me and how blessed I will be.
Months have passed and I can no longer fit my pants 
Stomach sits out big and far
I can’t but think there you are.
Can’t wait for you to be in mommy’s arms.
From here on out you are all that matters to me.


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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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Kissing Moon

My longing desire beckons
Go kiss the fair faced moon!
Though its reflection lies 
beside me
giving forth a priceless smile
than why oblige to go
kiss the fair faced moon?


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Still In Love

Still In Love... My son came to me with a question on his mind. I said; “Not now son— I just don't have the time.” He said, “Daddy—are you still in love with Mommy?” “Do you love her like you did when I was in her tummy?” My eyes choked with tears; “Yes son I really do!” “I'm in love with her... and I appreciate you.” “Daddy—will you always love me like you do mom?” “Yes my son—my love for you will always belong.” I looked down and much to my surprise. There were tears running down my sons's eyes. He came running to me with his arms wide open. “Thank you daddy” were his words spoken. I picked him up and gave him a great big hug. As I let him down, on my shirt I felt a tug. His little arm reached up to grab my hand. I knew that what I said, he began to understand. I love his mom so much—my wonderful wife. She's been such a blessing- a great part of my life! By Jim Pemberton


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Those Close to Us Can Cause Much Hurt And Pain


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


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To my mom

To my mom

Forget the past,
This is the future.

Never forget
That I will always love you.


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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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PLANNED A DAY IN THE MERRY SUNSHINE

Came from work, exhausted and moody,
fall is advancing with an improvised, swift pace,
but the meteorologist defies it with the happiest face;
and tomorrow I'll wake up and trot away! 


Planned a day in the merry sunshine,
with a basked full of treats and a bottle of red wine,
to be consumed by the shade of an elm with my dearest;
and all the songbirds I will invite to my afternoon's feast!


We lay on the neatest blanket, facing the calmest, eastern sea
as sailboats drift by...a toddler listens to his mom's nostalgic song,
and in her tender voice that soldier's smile, on rippled waves, appears;
and tears, with a solar luster, fall on the pristine sand to recall her lost love.
  

Seagulls glide over to announce the close of an August's evening
still huddled in intimate embrace, the rushing waves tickle our toes,
and not minding their amusing play, we carry on and not withdraw;
before we lift the damp blanket, we are greeted by stars in throngs.


Planned a day in the merry sunshine,
a fantasy realized by two who will dream of this passionate season,
remembering our tanned faces and skin glittering with sand;
waving goodbye to the disheveled mother and trembling child.



Note:  These are the observations of a happy couple spending a day on the beach,
but  the happiness they felt wasn't shared by a mother and child who both missed a husband 
and father; and by the sad look on their faces, gazing out to the sea...he had gone to the  
Iraq War, and unfortunately had never returned home.


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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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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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Currents

Sunrise across the river, laughter going through my head, 
I don't know what become of you, just a laugh away from, 
Some of the things you said. I can hear the river roar. 
Rocky mountain river, saw through a vocal score. 
Late mournings hours with only the days heat to gain, 
Watching, listening to Mother Earth play her games. 
Seeing the day before me, remembering you this way, 
Calms my upset unsettled thoughts that started my day.


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Babies and Kids Struggles

Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we would cry, little hands could not grab anything that lye.
We had help to hold our bottles and we felt so helpless in our everyday struggles.
Our eyes did not open till the time that we were able we saw everything huge in size.
It made our heart throb fast and nothing made sense for all the words were gurgles.
The little ears we had we did stress with sound so loud and so unknown made us cry.
The fathers and mothers with kind word almost calmed us while they whispered.
They held us with fear, we had fear just knowing that we could not handle stress alone.
We grabbed things and we just wanted to hear the heart beat of our mom and dad.
That was the only thing in our minds that made us calm and glad.
The first touch of rough skin and strong hands were most comforting, yet scary at once.
Trust gradually grew when whipped our mess and hind ends, which were still scary.
To the large people out there the mind of a child is so simple but they still struggle.
They still need food, love and security that is all they need to grow.
To their lives is what they cling and no one is there to protect them from sorrow.
There are less fortunate kids that never get to hear their mothers and fathers hearts.
They soon empathize with everything around them with an emotion that struggles.
When sleeping on our own we cannot defend ourselves so we have fears.
That's why we cry nightly to sigh relief, we get exhausted and we run out of tears.
Remember the times you seen a child fall down their first step or bump into things.
It is scary when knowledge is lacking and get into things, which are a signs of struggles.
Children is future, it is nice to just watch them study, play and learn who they are.
Babies and Kids smiling, playing loud, and just sitting, they are still people they struggle. 


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take me from this misery

* this poem has been inspired by Breaking Benjamin's Dear Agony....*
* and was written in memory of my grandmother Jeanne Gula *

My name is Jeanne Gula, today i found out that i have cancer.
Its in a tumor, that's very painful, its very rare, its 3 cancers into 1
they already took it out once... and it came back.
The doctor said it was to late to take it out again.
Its not the perfect end to my life, but its all i can have..
I don't really know how much more time i have.
I used to be able to walk by myself, with out help.
I can't believe this happened to me... of all people.
It's be coming torture, they called in hospices.
This cant be good...
I'm in my own home, slowly dieing...
I really don't want to leave, I will leave so many loved ones behind..
So I think i will stay a little longer...
Its January, i now can't do anything by myself, i have to rely on family to help with
everything, my organs are starting to slowly shut down, its very painful to go through.
but my daughters birthday is coming soon... I'm not going to leave now... i don't want her
to be sad, on such a happy day.
I can't hold on much longer.
I'm now out of this misery, its feb. 2nd, and I'm finally free.
Free, of all this pain, and I'm healthy again, I can walk, with out hanging on to anything
or anyone, I can finally be independent again...
now no one cry for me, because i lived a full long life, and no longer in pain..
I love you all.
Love Grammy


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A PERSON/ A PAPER/ A PROMISE

Once on a yellow piece of paper w/green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A & a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's &
He had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper w/blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A & asked him to
write more clearly &
His mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint & the kids told him 
that Father Tracy smoked cigars & left butts
on the pews & sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames &
The girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot &
His father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about & his
professor gave him an A & a strange steady
look & his mother never hung it on the
kitchen door because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went & he caught his
sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked & the girl around the corner 
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly.

Once on a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.


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I Didn't Know HOw Good I Had It Until I Lost Everything I Owned


I didn't know how good I had it, 
until I lost all that I owned.
I lost my famly, all of my cars 
and even my home.

I tried to live a life according
 to a "good principle."
I let pride get in the way and
 felt rather "invincible."

I once had money, wealth and a lot of fame.
It seemed like everyone around
 me all knew my name.

I feel empty now... afraid.... 
and "at my wit's end."
Everyone. it seems, has left me.
 Even my "close friend.

Jesus... You're the one I know 
that I can call upon.
You make things "right" 
when all seems "wrong."

What you can give to me, 
money could never buy.
I humbly kneel before you Lord, 
with a desperate cry.

PLease help me dear Jesus. 
 I know that you can.
I read in your word that you are; 
"I AM that I AM!"

In YOU... Jesus... can I
 find life's meaning.
Your life for mine, is what I'm now receiving.

You're my best friend whom 
I love so much.
I long for your mercy and peace... 
your "special touch."

You alone can bring true joy that 
fortune could never give.
You brought me hope and peace
 and a reason to live!

By Jim Pemberton
2007


 






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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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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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A PEN AND A COMPOSITION BOOK

Perhaps it was the most unappreciative gift:
a pen and a composition book wrapped in red paper
imprinted with Santa image riding his sleight...
I expected toys I could play with after school or later.


My sisters received many gifts from leather shoes to wool hats,
and as I held that gift with perplexity, Mother asked me,
" Son, don't you like it? " " I like it, Ma " I replied disappointingly...
" One day they will make you great! She attested with eloquence.


" A teen like me was going to be great 
with a pen and a composition book?
 How could an ordinary mother have predicted the future so precisely? '
Only an astrologer, or medium could have guessed what was awaiting me! 


A few years later, a revelation came to light:
a pen and composition book appeared in my sight,
there in a brown shoe box with old photographs they laid... 
waiting for a hand to give them life without any magic wand.


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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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Knowledge

I look up at the sky and see the white flakes fall dusting the ground where the white wolf calls her cry is soon anwered and then echoed by them all as they look up at the sky and see the white flakes fall I look up at the sky and see the white flakes fall and listen to her mourn for the loss of someone small because she had given birth this same night in her den’s hall but his life did slip away as the white flakes start to fall I look up at the sky and see the white flakes fall I want to join her song and help her to stand tall I raise my voice and sing rising high above them all and add my strength to theirs as the white flakes still did fall I look up at the sky and see the white flakes fall learning that same night which I have never known at all a wolf does not exist without an answer to its call so I look up at the sky and see the white flakes fall


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I'll Follow You Like Your Duckling

I'm like your duckling, dear 
I follow wherever you roam so have no fear
I'm your duckling, so don't disappear 
Be my dependable leader
I'll stick around and I'll abide by your side
Like a shadow...(3)
Wie ein Schatten...(2)

I mimic like your duckling, beloved
I swim wherever you paddle so slip on my gear
Be my trustable coach 
I'll follow your routine and float by your side
Like a reflection...(3)
Wie ein Spiegelbild...(2)

I'll follow you wherever you flee
Just signal where we ought to be
I'll follow you wherever you take wing
Just push me back and forward like a swing
Lift me up and pull me down
And I'll follow you
Like your pesky duckling

Take wing, my darling angel 
I'll watch your Devine flight and wave a farewell 
Someday I'll dwell with you 
But I'll be your duckling and will always have you to turn to
Like a hero! (3) 
Wie ein Held! (2)

Like a shadow...(3)
Wie ein Schatten...(2)
Like a reflection...(3)
Wie ein Spiegelbild...(2)

I'll follow you like your ugly duckling



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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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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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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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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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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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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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Kids

As a dad of three I’ve got your measure
We love you protect you give us lots of pleasure
But……mums and dads aren’t as daft as you think we are
Dads give us a fiver and ill wash your car
Mum….can I take a couple of pounds out of the copper jar

My car barely sees water and a sponge because it’s too much mither
And the copper jar that held a tenner now holds just a fiver
And so it goes on

Dad….can I stay out as long as Paul his dad lets him stay out till eleven
A quick call to Paul’s dad guess what Pauls in at seven
We love you dearly but you kids think were daft
But were on to you it’s almost become a craft

And the classic dad can I have my pocket money mums give her last to my brother
A quick word with mum reveals you’ve just had a tenner
Me and your mum we do talk to each other
Clean your room up I’ve asked you 4 times if you don’t that’s it your grounded I said
I’ve done it dad you tell me I go check it’s clean but it’s all under your bed
That’s it your grounded
Toys out of pram and don’t give me that look
You know the one open mouthed astounded
You see mums and dads aren’t daft it’s all part of the game
But…..through all your tantrums and tears
We still love you all the same


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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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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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SWEET MOTHERS LOVE

sweet mothers love,

her wide hand spread of love,

petting my head, to slip and sleep,

to forget our sorrow of reality,

 

Mothers love of a sweet heart being,

thy hand ready to clean my morning faeces,

fear cruise thy hand, at my shivering head,

kpom kpom of a desperate heart beat.

 

cry not mother, oh sweet mother!

thy cry accused me of my wicked act,

place thy hand on my head,

say those word of my like been, to erase thy fear.

 

sweet mother! on whose bossom i slept,

for nine months, feed on and built up,

you are the purest of souls,

stay; stay till, thou feed from me....................................


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A Mother

Without you Mother, 
I wouldn’t be in this world.                                                                                                Without your love, 
mines would not have unfurled.                                                                                   
With you mother, there’s always reassurance.                                                                                               You soothe away all my fears and disturbance.                                                                                               You watched over me and treasure me all these years.                                                                                       In every sad moment you wiped away my tears.

With you mother, there’s always forgiveness.                                                                                                 You never held a grudge.                                                                                                                           You’re just a mother that’s blessed.                                                                                                        There’s magic in your laughter.                                                                                                          There’s always a glow all over.                                                                                                           Mother you are filled with a special power.
                                                                                                                                                        You have such wonderful insight and skill,                                                                                         which only a mother can fill.                                                                                                                          
I love you Mother.                                                                                                                                          I love you to infinity.                                                                                                                           Today and always Mother,                                                                                                                                    I thank you for me!


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Caesura Aquatica

Voyagers, convene thyselves to return, among us...
Caesura, crown nigh clod, a sylph unwept,
elision thy silhouette, meno thy minuet...
Thine late occurence on thee, wake of cerise sand

Thou belief, like a billow, upon your whitish cheek,
'Twas marina bay, her twaddle a garb of mer,
A henchman docks, thy quay, girdles stymie ebbs,
but he cannot dream aloft a dream she confers...

O'er to woo hand in hand, thou overture unto Sirocco,
Plagues thy pirate ships, quakes men with mar,
His and his only demand, an aegis for lagoons amidst...
Once deluged, sun askew above, one abyss of bagatelles

Deters a tocsin, feign mooting mammals, thy kin a boon,
Aquatica, thee damsel for diminuendos, spurns thy sire,
Her gentle mettle, calls thee, His fervor season calentures...
Aloof thy celestial kisser, nay thy nine, vim domiciles solitary

Doomed skulls ravish, an age id by ice, culls thee, for chastity,
Some may not know, we died to have our love live, over and again,
Amity vows posy littoral seaflowers, buoys colonnades of adventure...
thence, cradles await upon matins, sail thy Oceanus genesis, amen.



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Never Grow Old

I see them dancing
Across the Milky 
Way, Illuminates
Stars, as they go by
Singing songs of love

Gracing the star
Lit sky, as years
Go by singing
Songs of love, sigh

Never grow 
Never grow 
Old, Old, Old

They shall
Never

Die

(Some of the words in this poem are somewhat quoted from a song that my mother and 
father sang in their latter life.)


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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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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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I just Thought,

People may say that i am a spoiled little brat.
    Only becuase they see what they wan't to see.
   We all have been through things in our life time that we just want to forget, but we just can't  seem to forget.

My mom has put me through many things "but lets not say" in the past.  And i have learned from some of those things.  It made me a stronger person inside and outside. 

  I don't know my father at all. I wasn't even born when my mom was around him.
 But i have a loving family.

I would never change my past even if i had the chance.  Becuase if i did then i wouldn't be 
where i am now.

 People who are out there that are judging people based on how they act or look, are stupid. Wise up and grow up... 
Those people you judge have a GOOD reason for the way they look or act.
 And maybe they need some one there to talk to. To get things off their 
back.

                        Just like the saying. "Don't judge a book by it's cover"



*just something  that i had to say* :)comment if you have a thought (or fav poem if you like it)*


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Forever-Part 2

Pacabells cannon starts to play. The gates open and everyone looks my way. Beautiful black and red roses line the red carpet that leads to you. You look amazing tonight too. I look at my white dress as I step into the setting sun. The light catches the black sparkles and roses on my dress and makes me look beautiful, makes me feel like one. A black rose on this beautiful LA sand. A black rose that belongs to a wonderful man. I slowly walk down the aisle. I walk up to you and I smile. There's black and red roses on the alter and I get up ther. I can smell their sweet fregrance in the warm evening air. The paster starts as I look at you. You say you vouls and I say mine too. You say "I do," and I do the same too. You slip yet another beautiful ring on my finger and kiss me so sweetly. We hold hands and walk back down the beautiful rose lined aisle.

 

We walk to the peir where there are beautiful lights hung up everywhere. I spin to look at the beauty and you lean in close to me and say, "wait here." You walk up to the DJ and request and smile as a familure tune comes on. I continue to smile and I take your hand. you walk me back out onto the beautiful sand.  "Our first dance," you say. My smile gets bigger when I here Amazed starts to play. You pull me closer to you as we start to move from side to side. My nourvousness is hard to hide. "You okay beautiful?" you ask softly as you gently run your hand through my hair. "Yeah baby, I'm fine," I say as I see people gather around and stare. We dance and we sway sweetly and quietly. We kiss and dance slowly. We kiss again and you start to sing along with the song. I've been waiting for this day, I've been waiting so long.

 

We'r walking on the beach again. hand in hand. you still in your tux, I'm still in my dress. This is our future. Together. Forever. The setting sun catches my ring. It shines brightly. "I love you," I say and we kiss again. "I love you too," you say and gently pick me up.

You carry me back up to the house. You carry me up sairs and lay me on our bed. You lay beside me and gently kiss my head.

We lay there and talk for hours and hours. We smile and laughas our future stretches on in front of us.


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Precious Moments

Sharing a smile
With the one you adore,
Where the seagulls fly
And the oceans roar.

As the seas
Meet the land,
As your feet
Melt away in the sand.

You are ever so happy
To be together as one,
To share these precious memories
And all God has done.

These are the blessings
Sent from above,
These are the blessings
Of  mother’s true love.


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If the Table Were Turned

You ask of people small things to do
But it seems like it’s so hard for them to do.
You say to yourself, “If the table were turned,
I would not have done this thing to you.”
You find yourself in certain situations,
And you ask individuals for their help.
But you’re left high and dry and all alone,
And once again you are all by yourself.
You know the saying goes,
What goes around comes around the same.
But some of the things that has happened to me,
I would not want those things to happen to anyone else by name.
Sometimes, the way we react, 
Others do not understand,
But if the table were turned, 
I guarantee you;
You would not find another like me in the land.
We do things to other people,
And you wonder if the table was turned;
Would you get treated the way you should have been,
Or would you end up just getting burned.
I know that we are going to reap, that which we sow,
Our character has to get tested.
And that’s how people would really know;
That if the table were actually turned,
It would show the kind of reaction or blow.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO, OR HOW WOULD YOU REACT, IF THE TABLE WERE TURNED!!!


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Moonlight Adventure

The beautiful day begins in the house.
At the end of it, all that’s left of it is the moon,
Shimmering in all the night’s light.
A door to another world opens.
The only movement is a page turning in a book. 
Suddenly, without notice, an inconceivable object drops.
	
The thing jumps and twirls and once again drops.
A person from another time, the future, enters the large house.
The man, pacing back and forward, finally sends away the hovering book.
He magically transports it to the glistening moon.
Something like a black hole, a portal inexplicably opens.
The book vanishes in a fading yellow light.

The visitor sees something bright, a room full of light.
And inside, a piece of paper from the hands of a child drops.
The door of the room slightly, quietly opens.
A child and her grandmother are drawing and inscrutable house.
In a circle and a beam of inconceivable beauty appears the moon.
On the page, like the hovering object, once again, is the sight of a book.

The child explains that she has, many times that year, read the book.
But her grandmother slowly shows the girl the true “light”.
Now, the girl understands that she was wrong, and now appears the moon!
It comes closer and closer, and then, like a shooting star, down it drops.
The planet has gone down from the sky to have a conversation in the house.
The moon elegantly flies in, as large as an elephant, and its mouth opens.

And now all of the people come close together and a road opens.
The grandmother and child are guided by a rather large book.
In time, the home disappears; they have left the house.
The book vanishes, and all that leads them is a guiding light.
The key to a room, calmly, as if carried by the wind, drops.
“Come in and let’s have a talk,” says not a person, but a face in white, the moon.

The grandmother is surprised, for she is seeing the real, live moon.
A beautiful and long conversation through all the night opens.
Then as dawn arrives, blood-red, the tone of their voices drops.
Grandmother and child come out of the wonderful book.
Outside it is day, a new beginning, another lively light.
They walk o’er their field and talk till’ they reach the house.

In the morning, the otherworldly man leaves the house.
Also, he disappears in a now magnificent golden light.
That is the end; there are no more pages in this book.


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Reason to Rejoice 11032011

REJOICE WITH ME BECAUSE I HAVE FOUND THE COIN I LOST LUKE 15:9

WHEN MY FRIEND CALLED to tell me the story of how she lost 
One of her expensive hearing aids
It sounded similar of the lost coin
Diane described how she had taken care of 5 or 6 errands in a day

During that time she placed her hearing aids in her pocket
When she returned home
One of them was missing
Diane hurried back to all places she had been

Retracting every step she searched for the precious item
Her voice held such amazed joy and gratitude 
As she related the moment of actually finding the tiny hearing aid
No wonder Jesus used a story of losing and finding something of value to describe the joy God has over “one sinner who repents

When I hesitate to let go of an old hurt 
Avoid repenting of my wrong doings
I hope the memory of my friend’s enthusiastic discovery
Will nudge me to give the Holy One another reason to rejoice

Readings and Gospel
Romans 14:7-12, Psalm 27:1
Psalm 4, 13-14, 
Luke 5:1-10


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you did it 2012

Today you took bold steps to walk across that stage
Tomorrow you life will never be the same 
I look back almost 19years ago 
At a 15year old that was told she was carrying a soul
Scare and afraid but also fulled with joy 
Not knowing what this world would bring
But knowing that I had to be strong
Not just another statistic I was going to raise you right 
To cherish your body and to be pleasing in God's sight
Here we stand today and I am the most proudest mother in the world
I have watch grown from an amazing little girl 
All grown up with your own thoughts and mind
It's time to cut the cord I'm not ready but I know it's time
As you step into this place called the world
I pray that you take with you my wisdom keys
And if you find yourself stuck along the way
I'll be right there praying and asking the Lord to guide you everyday


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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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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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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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Kitchen Window Reverie

Kitchen window reverie
with the sun streaks flooding through the inchworm green leaves of the China Berry tree.
Walls dapple dancing
with mottled shadows mirroring the underwater sunlight ripples filtered through the fluid 
sea.
Delight in my mother’s eyes
with creation on her finger tips and Russian Gypsy blood like fire in her veins
Smiling with elation at the simplest of life’s pleasures
Living within the luxury of her means.


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~*~My Mother In-Law~*~

My mother in-law is a wonderful person.
She treats me good and tells me all about her son. 
She said that she hopes the best for us. 
That she hopes we last long and someday get married.
I love hearing her say that. It tells me that I have her approval. 
She even told me that the reason she tells me about her son 
is because she sees me like her daughter and I take that to the heart.


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H.E.A.T.H.E.R. S.T.R.A.N.D

H=Honest
E=Easy-going
A=Admirable
T=Tough- love
H=Hero
E=Excellent
R=Respected

S=Super
T=Tolerating patience
R=Reasuring
A=Atomic
N=Nanny-ish
D=Dependable


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I Wouldn't Trade Those Mornings

I love to wake up early but stay in bed awhile.
I just lie still and listen to the sounds that make me smile.

I hear their muffled voices as they think I'm still asleep.
They try to be so quiet...through the house they slowly creep.

I hear the clang of dishes and I know they have a plan.
They'll make the wildest breakfast ever known to man.

I smell the bacon cooking and I know it won't be long.
They find my favorite station as they turn the music on.

I listen as they're coming nearer to my door.
They have to think I'm sleeping so I fake a gentle snore.

They wake me up with kisses...you know I have to grin.
With kids like this I know that life's a game I'm going to win! 


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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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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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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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I Pray For My Children

 

I Pray For My Children… As a parent, having raised my kids.. I wanted to be a good example in how I lived. Disappointments and failures… I’ve had my share! I still love them and will always care! I didn’t want to “run away,” like many do… I want to be there to tell them; “I love you!” I did my best to give them a God given dedication… And to help them in a Bible based education. Now the years have passed and my kids are grown… Very soon, they’ll all be out of the home. I pray for God’s blessing in their days ahead. May the Bible be their source of “daily bread.” I pray that the Lord will guide their every step… May a love for God in their hearts be kept! Lord, please keep them from evil and harm… And keep them safe and secure in your arms! I pray that one day in heaven, I will see.. All my kids with me... For eternity! By Jim Pemberton


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Is Your Life Running On EMPTY

Is your life running 
on empty fumes?
Are the adversities and stress
 of life being consumed?

Any zeal and passion for God
 may be in the past…
You wonder; “How long is life
 going to last???”

Perhaps you feel like your
 anchor’s “been lost at sea…”
And ask; “Lord…  
Why is this happening to me?”

Things in life often
 catch us “unaware…”
You may ask; “does anyone
 out there really care?”

There is someone who
 can help you along!
In Jesus’ arms of mercy
 is where you belong!

He walked this earth and 
calmed the sea of Galilee…
He’ll calm the storms
 of life for you and me!

Won’t you give him a chance... 
 To calm your fears?
And allow his love to
 wipe away any tears?

He’ll bring peace to a
 hopeless situation…
All you need to do… 
 Is to give him an invitation…

The choice is yours…  
It’s your decision to make!
Won’t you do it now?  Before it’s too late???

By Jim Pemberton  
01/18/10







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Mini Gift

Hey, look at this electronic gift!
Isn't it a jiffy?
It's my mother's cool, petite laptop!


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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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Little Children

Children are precious blessings to us all
When they're scared, it's for us they call
They trust us completely without a doubt
They have no idea what betrayal is about
They look to us for structure, safety & love
Not to belittle, hit, push, hurt & shove
Mothers love your children, please I beg you
Don't leave them wondering what to do
Teach them about love, life, sorrow and grief
Never give up, instill in them pure belief


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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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Accept My Hugs

How could I sense when people are in need of hugs? 
I always had that loving heart
Now what happened to it? 

I'm in big trouble...ragged with loathe 
My hugs don't hold the same feelings
It chokes the living from their shelter
It makes them weak...I slowly swelter 

If I offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave me hanging there? 

How could I sense when people are in need of hugs? 
I always have had that loving heart
Now what happened to the love that shields us all?
How did this horrid situation tear us all apart? 

My hugs hold no importance...lacking desire
It only feeds the fire
Not the helpless in heart 
It clusters annoyance in the soul 

If I offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it? 
or leave me hanging there? 
Now I'm lustered in wrath...

I fear that dad will lose you 
Just over a single hug given by him...
Your affectionate embraces feel so grim 
Restrain from losing yourself
Accept his hugs that hold such guiltless charity

Free from faithless arguments...don't hold on to worthless words

If he offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave him hanging there in the freezing cold?

His hugs aren't sold
Like a piece of perishable gold
To an ignorant form just like you
It holds freedom...it's all true 

If he offered you a hug, 
Accept them and appreciate his offer
Because he doesn't dwell on the negativity
Feel free to say your last goodbyes
But, remember us as our family departs...and dies

If He offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave Him hanging there in the freezing cold
Without His healing arms
Cradling you and your family throughout the furious night? 

If he offered you a hug, 
Will you accept it
Or leave him hanging there? 

It wouldn't be a dissappointment
If you would willingly
Accept his hugs

We would be drowning with excitement
If you would certainly
Accept OUR hugs


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Mother

From a child to adult,
You’ve always been right there
Willing to lend a hand,
To show how much you care.

Through good times and bad times,
We’ve made it together
Remembering them all,
I’ll cherish forever.

We talk about problems,
Willing to lend your ear
Helping in life’s struggles,
We laugh or shed a tear.

I’d never have made it
Without you by my side
Forever your baby,
Through life you’ve been my guide.

Thank you mom for being,
So special in your way
I’m writing to wish you,
A Happy Mother’s Day!


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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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Mother

Mother.........

What would I do without you? 
Your love is tried and true. 
No child within this world we live, 
Could have a Mum like you. 

You've always been there for me, 
Even when I did things wrong. 
You dried the tears from my eyes, 
When I was not so strong. 

You nursed me, fed me, clothed me, 
You kept me safe and warm. 
I hope the hurt will soon subside, 
As we're riding through through this storm. 

No matter what may happen, 
You're a Mother best bar none. 
I hope you know I love you so, 
From your ever loving Son. 

...................I love you Mum.........


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Jesus The BEST Ingredient For LIFE

The Best "Ingredient!"

While many in life seek
 what is  "convenient."
They often are missing
 a major "ingredient..."

This ingredient forms 
 what "makes up the dough..."
I'm talking about what can
truly enrich your soul!

This ingredient will make your
 life 100% complete.
And will bring wholeness from 
your head to your feet...

It's Jesus!  The most important
 part of "life's recipe..."
Without him.  All is lost.  Can't you see???

His love is the bond that can put 
your life back together...
His presence is here now... 
 And can be yours forever!

Allow him to bring the sweetness
 that only he can bring...
He alone is our righteousness... 
 Our everything!

Only he can bring the joy 
you desparately seek.
And will bless your life.  
Each day of the week!

He's the "ingredient" to life...
That you've been looking for!.  
He can supply your every need.
  And so much more!

He truly is what makes 
the "perfect blend."
And is here right now.  Why not let him in???

By Jim Pemberton  
09/06/09


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I love me Black woman

I love me black woman 
whom God created from the sand
the black woman that I adore 
she has my eyes allure 
she's my first virgin born and pure
I bade in her wisdom, power, acceptance and I am sure
She's definitely the one 
that has given me a special son.
I love me black woman with vision
she's ahead with an incredible mission.
i love me black woman with passion 
the quality of her blossom that I cannot ignore
in my mind she has never been bored.
I love me black woman from the very top of her head toward her bottom feet.
I love me black woman all the time 
wouldn't dare trade her for a dime. 
I would have write the more ,but there wouldn't be space 
to describe how much a black woman worth.
She's the mother of all earth 
given a gift with an unbelievable birth.
Who wouldn't love a black woman 
in such case is ignant.
to abuse a black woman, I dare not 
She's my black woman beautiful within and out
she's all that I 'm bout
a black woman a red rose to be 
I can't help myself but see
that a black woman is all that
Precious, fragile and magnificently phat
I love me black woman. 


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Carry Me Far

Carry me far beyond the heights
Of joyful soaring hearts

Where eagles peak, what climbers seek
And sunlight ever starts

Above the wind and higher still
'Til I enter sweet heaven's gate

And there behold my Savior
Where mother dear awaits

With widened eyes we glad embrace
No words could ever tell

The depths of our unspoken love
For those we know so well.


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' The Baby-Talk Song ...'

‘ The  Baby-Talk  Song … ’


It’s Been 30 Years Ago …
But the Memories are Starting To Flow
Going Thru These Newborn Clothes …
Oh … How Fast Children Grow

You Were A Beautiful – Baby Boy !
That Teething Cat, was Your Favorite Toy
You Were Precious to Your Dad and Me
As Was Your First Words … in The Nursery
goo-goo  ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo  ga-ga    Ma-Ma

We Tried to Get You to Say It Again
So We Could Bragg to All Our Friends
You Were The Apple of Our Eyes
Going:   goo-goo   ga-ga

We Loved to Hear Your Baby-Talk
Especially … at Your First Baby-Walk
Going:     goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

… Laughter; Tears
Curiosity or Fears …
Always, Tell Us What You’re Trying To Say

… New Things; Mistakes
Triumphs or Heartaches
We Just Love To Hear You Anyway …
Ever Since:   goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

When ol’ Burke, was Put to Sleep
You were so Hurt, You wouldn’t Speak
I Said:  ‘Don’t Be Afraid To Cry …
‘Cause I’m … goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

And The First Time You Came Home High
Hanging with the Wrong High-School Guys
Daddy Explained, it to You Best …
He Helped You Get Out of Your … Mess
He wasn’t Shame and Here’s Why …
‘Cause He’s …  goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da

Laughter; Tears
Curiosity or Fears
Always Tell Us What You’re Trying To Say …

New Things; Mistakes
Triumphs or Heartaches
We Just Love To Hear You Anyway …
Ever Since …  goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma

… Pa Took Pictures of Bride and Groom
You Held Her, Like Your First Baby-Spoon !
… Now, Today … Our Family Gathers ‘Round
Overjoyed … At Your Baby’s Sounds …

goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma
goo-goo   ga-ga   Da-Da
goo-goo   ga-ga   Ma-Ma


for: ('Great' Aunt –(smile) Carolyn Devonshire… 
Who just told me she’s doing 
Baby-Care Duty for Newborn in Family
A Precious Time Indeed
… I Dug This One Out (smile)

                 MoonBee


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She Reaches The Eighth Milestone Of Life

(This verse is painted for my Loving Daughter P Suzanna Christy on her 8th birthday) 

It was the day she began to move out,
She’d been in the cradle of her mother’s womb
Some seven years before silently in her dreams,
And her dreams! Who knows? But He knows.

Her mother, yea, yet to be a mother then!
Then in her travail, yet rejoicing in God’s Gift,
With her friend and neighbors close by she was wriggling.

Her father, yea, yet to be a father then!
Then in his journey, anxious, yet praying all the way,
None but the Father in Christ is beside him.

She reaches the eighth milestone of life,
How she hath reached is by His Mercy.

I remember the day of entry into the world,
She made a cry within and it was not heard unto us,
We could not know why she had cried within,
But we know for she had prayed within,
And now we’ve learnt that her first cry would be to Him.

Her mother’s friend took her in his arms,
And showered thousand kisses on her tiny forehead,
And it is he always the God-sent providence unto them.

Her mother rose from her anesthetic sleep,
And her every breath, it’s the fact, pronounced THANKS unto HIM.
She longed for her God’s Gift and took her in her arms of love.
I watched her imprinting kisses on the silky cheeks.
Every one wept and there were tears of joy,
I collected those tears in the deep of my heart.

She hath reached the eighth milestone of life:
She flutters as the dancing star in the sky,
Like the tiny trout in the running brook she plays,
Sweet like the ripe apple ‘midst the orchard,
‘cross the horizons of joy and laughter she traverses,
Dressed in the Blessings from Above,
She looks purple with floating frilled skirt,
She wears the smiles of her mother,
Filled with friendly wishes from her school mates,
She walks amidst the song of her little blooms.
I can’t hold her joy she experiences,
And so her mother shares it with her 
And too with her for she hath carried my prayer in her womb.

She grows with the Heavenly Grace,
And does proclaim the Glory of Heaven in her life. 
Now she’s a little plant to grow more flowers,                 
And every flower shall be the message of His Mercy


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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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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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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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We're Greatly Influenced By Society


We’re Greatly Influenced By Our Society We’re greatly influenced by our society. Our culture comes in many types of “varieties.” Often, there is a wicked and sinful force.. As people forget God, and look to another “source.” Too often, many in society have “confused” minds. Evil and perversion come in many different kinds We often read in the news just about every day. Something that another “confused” mind has to say. “Where did this person go wrong?” Is wondered. Another family or person is “torn and plundered.” “If my people humble themselves, and repent of their ways.” “I will heal their land!” This is what God says! Without God as the focus of our life’s attention. We’re sure to go “off course.” Into the wrong direction. “There is a way that seems right.” “But the end is death.” This is a truth of God’s word… Until your last breath! Jesus is the answer to any kind of difficult situation. We desperately need him all across our nation! Only he brings the love and fulfillment we need to obtain. We can find everything we need in HIS precious name! By Jim Pemberton


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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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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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My First Smile

On my first day,
When I opened my eyes,
I saw another two eyes,
They were looking at me, 
I were frightened to see her,
And started to weep.

My eyes were twinkling in brightness,
Her features were bold,
When she touched me,
My body shrinked in her cold hands,
I were feared and I pissed,
And started to weep.

She laid me down on a soft place,
I climbed with warm body,
She fed me something warm,
I fell asleep,
When I saw two eyes again,
I were smiling on them.


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You Call This Love Iove Had Better Hates

The puckered burlesque of a hunter's glove,

Totting up butter to the knife for maintenance,

To moisten absent the glow of the maritime sift, 

Somnolent to the bedrooms lathe we traverse in coitus,

Implausible coils,

Naturally assuming positions in humid lamp light,

That presents the female with belly in the bloat,

 

Potential the reference,

Never concrete the use in a justify, 

If you scrawl back the crust expect juice to flow,

Amid your teeth the carriers of syphilis shine,

 

We linger for months 'neath the auburn oak floorboards

For the hints,

Of weather or not, 

The firmament date breaks

Or cloud dispersion, 

 

Partitioning your legs in fever,

Like the gut of a bloated swine,

But your chops has breathing machinery in it,

Not a cherry red apple,

And you are not basted in apple sauce,

But the sweat of your pores, 

And the blood spat from your wound,

Replays an ignorance in myself,

That childbirth could not be as natural,

As the setting of the sun,

Raindrops brimming over in a sleeping tramps cup,

The nature of a foreign dictator,

The flea in the dog scalp,

The mother in law from the anguish state,

 

But truly these gifts are carried in sacks,

Or ovaries,

From the birthday date,

Till the menopausal drought,

And wasted in cotton bullets,

With the fuses lit,

 

Goodbye to career ladies,

Goodbye to male charm,

For having more than one baby,

Will raise no alarms.


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Want more

What more can i do?
I couldn't do it alone.
And now that im free from it all,
I still want more answers...


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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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The little girl

The little girl who wasted years
Ignoring precious time
Has given love a second chance
By mending what's inside
And thus by healing her broken heart
Two were saved to find
A friend they lost, far out of sight
But never out of mind
And the  little girl with an empty hand
Now holds her mother's tight
Free to talk about the pain 
Of time that passed them by

And though the years once lost are gone
It's now that holds the key
It's not how many seasons change
But time before we leave
To tell the ones we love the most
With measured time to share
For a fleeting life, comes and goes
But love's forever there,
Was a lesson learned by the little girl
Who closed her heart one day
But given to so very few
A second chance to say
That love is now between us
The wall's been taken down
The daughter's found her rightful place
Beside her mother now

Kevin D. Fix





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Precious Prayer

It hurts to see her sad,
And to think about what they once had,
I wish I could take all her pain away,
Even if it is just for a day,
I wish her tears were that of joy
And not saddness of a boy, 
I say boy because he's no longer a man, 
Even tho he raised me to the one that I am.
I hope things will go back as they were when I was younger, 
And that they both feed their spiritual hunger, 
I dont understand how neither of them see,
That with Jehovah none of this would be.
I guess we all fall down and scrape our knees,
But i pray now please,
Let them both come back to the truth they taught me so well,
And that they get up before the final bell, 
And make it back before the end of this world, 
Because they're both more precious to me then any diamond or pearl.


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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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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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' 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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Pressing On

She watched the mountain intently
Like a bird who’s nestling of dwelling, complains
Yet, neither will move --
Reality blooms;
A surge of genius
Strikes the hollowed core ~
Worrisome thoughts she shan’t abide…

A mother’s love still strives,
Strong willed fledgling must now -- fly
Search to build, its -- own nest
-- Mother bird soars above the mountain -- mind at rest 






Comments:
An elder once said teach them well in the ways they must go… Like a hawk one must keep a 
watchful eye for they are still your prizes; you never know when they may come home to 
roost again... Or at least visit…
However, if they can't respect the home then its time 
For them to fly on their own...


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I've Loved

From love I passed
To love I go
To not knowing where I am
And where I have been today~

And love I must discover...

Love is great to have
For love I will know
is good for all of us
And I pass my test
for I love you in goodness
and I know the future
and the past has left me behind...


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Eyes of a child

Bright spirits,
soft souls,
The eyes of a child.
Full of wonder and life.
An eternity of love in a moment of time.
Never alone in a world of angels.
Heaven sent.
In a mother's heart, the greatest love.
God's gift of eternity in the first smile.
A small miracle in it's first step.
With the hope of the world in a simple kiss
on the cheek.
Sweet tears of joy in the first,
"I love You."
My forever in the eyes of my child.


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5-7-5 Syllabols Praying Together

To-pray-to-ge-ther 
Prayer gift of the spirit 
Prayer keeps the world 
The way Towards the great hope 
Way is pray to Christ 
Makes men and women of hope 
Nou-rished-by-the-word-of God 



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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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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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I Am,,,

I Am...
Calvin L. Genereux

I am an infant...
The world around me is full of joys,
Bigger ones like me make funny sounds
And faces to amuse me.
Every moment is an adventure,
I learn colours an words but
Only one thing stands out.
Mommy...
Today she holds my hand as
I take step after step.
I stumble at first but she is there,
She supports me and coos encouragement
As I take baby steps into the world.

I am a child...
The world changes around me now,
I realize that I can't simply
Complain to get my way anymore.
People still make a fuss over me;
Over how handsome I look or
How much I have grown up.
And still once constant remains.
Mom...
Today she holds my hands again as
I step into a new threshold; School.
I sob and plea but she assures me
That everything will be okay
As I take baby steps into the door.

I am a tween...
I hate the label the world gave us,
No longer a child I am often asked
To act my age by those older.
I have learned so much,
Always learning new things from
All of the people around me.
But now only one thing is certain;
Change...
My body changes and I feel new things,
To my friends I am much the same
But at the same time oh so different.
I put on a facade to please them
But never let my true feelings show,
As I step into a web of lies and deception.

I am a teen...
I have experienced many thing,
I've had people die and felt
The crushing pain of loss.
I've learned oh so much,
I have felt true love and
Worked at banishing my greatest enemy;
Fear...
I will be going out on a date tonight,
I really love the person I am going out with
But am afraid to hold his hand in public.
When he kisses me it reassures me,
As I take my first steps out of the closet.

I am a man...
I no longer fear difference or change,
I no longer have to worry about
What other people will think of me.
I have become successful in life,
I am with my true love and have gained
The acceptance of the only person who mattered;
Mother...
Today is my wedding day,
My mom walks me proudly with
Tears in her eyes to the man I love.
The world is not a forgiving place,
We have to learn to get over our fear and live our lives.
As I take a great leap forward with my love.


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Our Union

Our Union
	
My eyelashes bat 
After meeting your gaze
From across a 
Crowded subway haze.
 
My pupils dilate when they
Look back at you over dinner
Where we drank wine and ate.
 
My feet dance with glee as we
Fall hopelessly in love 
In the midst of summer heat.
 
My heart splits apart 
To become your wife
And your forever sweetheart.
 
My legs spread 
Open to bare new life
And see your cheeks rosen.
 
My arms push 
You away at night,
I'm too tired for a sex life.
 
My fists rage and tears pour,
When I discover your arms
Embracing another lover
After coffee one early morn.
 
My ears listen to 
Your words of regret and
Pleads for a second chance
For things to be like
When we first met.
 	
My fingers dial 
Seeking third party counsel
To repair our shattered union.
 
My brain waves 
Shift to understand your
Thoughts and your feelings, 
While I bitterly convey my own.
 
My hand re-opens 
To forgive your sins
And make amends.
 
My lips part to 
Receive your kiss in the
Night in a sea of 
Skin in our warm bed.
 
My heart flutters, 
We’ve truly become one,
Years after we bore our son.


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Mi Abuelita <---> ( My Grandmother)

I see your smile within my mother
I hear your laughter in my own 
I miss you every waking moment
The first granmother I had
And the first grandmother that died
I love you Francisca but I never got to tell you that
I know you look down on me from Heaven because that is your new home
I hope I can be some one that you will be proud of
I love you very much for the beautiful person on the inside and outside that u were
I know our family struggled but you were always there to help us
My mother misses you so dearly but she lives in your wonderful memory
Mi Abuelita you are my true grandmother
You loved my brothers and I before you knew us and you still do
So this is for you my Grandmother you who smile down at us each and every day
I apoligize for the wrong my aunts and grandpa did you but they were so confused
I love you forever and always Mi Abuelit en el Cielo ( My grandmother up in Heaven)
One day we will be together again you and our family.....


Details | I do not know? | |

My Mother Is Coming Back Home

Marvelous news comes our way
Yeah, my whole family is filled with joy

My mother's coming back home
Oh, our hearts began to beat rapidly 
Thank the Lord for His fantastic miracle
Happiness embraces the atmosphere
Excitement is flourishing our hearts 

Respecting her presence always and forever!
She's vibrant like the sun that shines evermore!


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'Just Play' (Haiku # 1)

      ‘ Just  Play ’   Haiku # 1

This Sky of Pale Gray
Cloudy-Mist and Silvery
Still… Children Will Play


Details | ABC | |

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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Efil

Born so old, so fragile, so wise
Born alone into the world
You miss your wife
She passed without pain
I'm sorry old man, that you left her so lonely
Shuffle through the corridors
She used to sit there and knit
Forget it she's gone
Cry at both of your pains
Throw that cane away old man, your arthritus is gone
Get back to your house
Your children are coming
They're all grown up now
Tell the wife to bring some drinks
You're young old man, but you're over the hill
Go sit in your office
Pushing papers for the man
Your teenagers are reckless
So don't be home late
Keep it together old man, they're just at the age
Slept in again today
You shouldn't be late
With a mortgage to pay,
A wife and a baby
It's okay old man, they aren't babies for long
Come home from the bar
To your bachelor suite
A little cologne sprayed
Maybe you'll get lucky
Take her home old man, she's had a little too much
You stole the car
Not old enough to drive
Try to be everything
But you can't be a hero
You're not a kid old man, but your voice is still cracking
Wait it out now
They're only bullies
Don't tell the teacher
They'll take your lunch money again
Walk it off old man, you're just not big enough
You can cry all you want
It won't make her come
She turned off the moniter
She couldn't stand you anymore
Take it easy old man, you can't even change yourself
You shouldn't move around so much
It makes her so queasy
Just a few more months
And you'll meet the world
Enjoy the womb old man, life only gets harder


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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


Details | Free verse | |

Kissin' Poem

Stars in the sky.
One of them flew.
Moon hitting your face
when you're cherry in the face
-crumbling down down down...

Craters in the sky, flying by.
When you're in the sky,
chilly, and you go back home
-when it's chilly in your room...

Craters in the sky, moon in the sky.
When your camera is in the snow,
daddy gets it back home to you to take pictures.
It was not broken, it was still...
The batteries are happy and they still work.
But it goes beep, beep, beep, beep,
down the stairs, in the snow.
Down, down, down, 
then daddy brings it back up the stairs
and put it in your hand
and kisses your cheek.


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HAZEL-EYED MA GREW THE LOVELIEST BEGONIAS

Hazel-eyed Ma grew the loveliest begonias
on her neat and colorful balcony; and if rains
were scarce, she would water them...
until the fragrant buds would bloom!
 

Exactly at eight o' clock, for three seasons,
she tendered for them with her caring hands;
and no weeds would mar their beauty so exquisite...
all the nuns came rushing from the Convent!


Sing, adorable mother, sing another aria...the happiest one,
as you caress your flowers with the gentlest touch;
crowds will gather underneath your festive balcony, to listen
with interest and acclaim you for your superb vocals! 


Hazel-eyed Ma grew the loveliest begonias not seen
in the most spacious and elegant gardens;
she suddenly was known as the flower woman,   
but also became the envy of many housewives.    


Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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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 
 
 


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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


Details | I do not know? | |

behold, the baby is coming soon

Prepare the room and tidy the bed
Behold, the baby is coming soon
Hop to your feet and busy those hands
Behold, the baby is coming soon
A boy, a girl—which will it be?
Decorate, adorn accordingly
With blues or pinks and dolls or trucks
Things of value things that cost big bucks
Behold, the baby is coming soon

Long months within the mother’s womb
Behold, the baby is coming soon
Kick and move and grow and pester
Behold, the baby is coming soon
We wait to see your tiny form
Brought into the world wrapped and warm
And breathe your first tiny breath of air
Free of worry stress or even a care
Behold, the baby is coming soon

And may you be blessed by God in your years to come
In the trials you face and in all your endeavors
In the mistakes that you make and when you fall on your face
May you be blessed to be a blessing


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Unconditionally

Mommy        You are a precious gift that i long to see 
Baby              You keep me warm mommy your always here with me 
Mommy         I love you so much i long to cradle you 
Baby              Mommy baby feels safe in here but baby loves you to
Mommy         I promise to protect you from any world harm 
Baby              I want to see you to mommy but in here babies warm
Mommy         Mommy will love you          love you unconditionally
Baby              I love you to mommy     Its time to set baby free


Details | Lyric | |

Fire Mother

Cold morning greets the weary eye clouds drape the horizon in gray
I turn around avoiding the sight I cannot stand with a dreary pale day
And then I feel it on the nape of my neck A hint of warmth kissing my skin
I turn around gazing out my window and see in the gray light the size of a pin
I try not to build on my hopes the thin ray of light might be gone in a tick
And then it happened the clouds parted way amazing ling quick

within a moment I was a washed in light blinding brilliant and glaring so bright
it was like the day had defeated the night leaving the world with breathtaking sight
The orb of energy colored the sky in outrages shadows and countless hues
the godly object painting its art from star to star the cosmos its muse

I moved with a pace to open the door I flung it open with a giddy delight
the clouds burned away by the waking of ra the life giving force of comfort and might
the rays that touched the flesh of my face washed in warmth a faint tingle
Colors above began to dissipate lose there sharpness leave then un mingle

now the sky retains the majestic color of the all welcoming blue
now nothing can stop the suns life and energy from making it through
the moments I spent outside my front door revitalized my heart filled my soul
I dare not stare into the great star the center so bright a positive hole

I stood there soaking up the nectar my skin absorbing the vital beams
Before this day I thought the world could only be this beautiful in our dreams
Iam not sure to this day how long I enjoyed it how long did I stay
I took the time to indulge in the feeling the blinding array

The golden orb that gives life a chance nourishes its children down below
refreshes my outlook changes the day shinning down for the rest to grow
to bathe in its glory heat on my skin sensations burn from my feet to my chin
summer is coming in its time the way it has always done the way its been

Shading my eyes from the fiery glare I take a last glance at the burning sphere
so filled up inside with light and warmth my lets out a rejoice full tear
Once again it will set in the sky but it doesn’t take long for it to appear
to give the life that we all so crave and to make our days a little more clear
a god to revere a star we hold dear every summer once every year it comes again
to greet us here banish the dark conquer our fear once again I will gaze and ill peer on the 
celestial being 
that owns the sky the liquid fire mother our sphere


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Puppy And A Rose

I Drew A Puppy and A Rose
Then I Sat Back… and I Cried
It bought back such Memories
‘afore my Grandma Died…

A Golden Puppy and Red Rose…
and Me, in Grandma’s Garden
a-Playing and a-Growing
and all the Ruckus, She’d Pardon

Sometimes, She’d take me by the Hand
And We’d Walk between the Rows
… of  Onions and Potatoes, Greenbeans
Blackeye-Peas and Tomatoes

She had a Pecan and a Peach Tree
And I had a Slide, and See-Saw – Swing
And I’d hold that Puppy in my Lap
And the Sunshine gave me Wings !...

Then, I’d make some Mud-Pies
And tried to brush the Puppy’s Teeth
But, Instead of getting Spanked
The Folks just Laughed at Me…

And, Oh, the Flowers in the Front Yard
And on the Porch – all the Pretty Roses
We’d Poke our Faces, Real Close
To get the Perfume in our Noses…

God… I Loved that Puppy
And Lord… I Love my Grandma
… and I Love You and Your Son
… for  Memories and Teardrops, at What I Draw…


Details | Rhyme | |

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 




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MY GIFT TO DENISE

Denise is barely twelve and smart,
she has been an orphan for sometime,
but since her mom passed away,
she grew up as lonely child...
generosity was instilled early
in her little, empty heart.


She made her first paper star
when Sirius, the brightest one,
appeared and hung over
the twinkling, navy blue horizon...
thinking of her mother's illness,
and to her she was a pretty princess.


And with love and eagerness, Denise 
sang a melancholic song every evening,
feeling her presence with that smiling face;
other girls had mothers to sing them lovely lullbyes,
so Sirius was deeply touched, and seeing 
her loneliness got some nightgales to lull her to sleep.


I've made a plea today, through the Archangel Gabriel,
to ask God to give the star, Sirius, to Denise,
and in return I would do many a good deed;
and tell everyone the wonderful news with a thrilling voice,
and would the Almighty, who made this gem to gleam,
grant me another wish...a wish perhaps too impossible?


Nights passed, and no heavenly message was sent to me,
and Gabriel never returned to ease my restlessness and fear;
one night as I fell asleep...his voice ordered me to listen,
" Your Father has granted your wish...He has seen a sincere love;
now Sirius is Denise's star!" And waking up from that vision,
I looked outside and there she was gazing at it with awe!


Entered in Lind-Marie Bariana's contest, " Shining Star "


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Ode To My Phoenix

For days, for nights
you moaned in pain.
For weeks, for months
you cried in vain.

For days, for nights
you wept in silence.
For weeks, for months
you anguished with prudence.

For days, for nights
I leeched on your strength.
For weeks, for months
I feasted on your health.

For days, for nights
I gripped my claws in your veins.
For weeks, for months
You held on and soon, reigned.

On the night of that day
you screamed.
On the week of that month
I wailed.

At last, it was over.
Finally, Im here on this earth.
You were sober-
but you said, it has all its worth.

Fly, my mother!
Soar high!
Spread your wings!
Enjoy the sky!

Let us share this joy,
this bliss, this mirth;
for my birth
is your rebirth!


Details | Prose Poetry | |

NUMBERED SCENT (Ohduhkellee)

A mothers gift ,

Generally at Christmas .

Easiest option which I hope she will like .




( Eau De Kelly)  Fragrance for older ladies , who do remember ...


I have just "invented "this new form of poetry . 

As you can see it is the 4~7~11 .

First line has 4 syllables , next 7 and the last has 11 .

And , if you think it stinks......... yes it probably does......


All rights are reserved ( and a few lefts).


Details | Bio | |

There

Innocent, fragile, dependent,
You needed me and I was there.
Growing, changing, gaining strength,
You needed me and I was there.
Innocence lost, fragility gone,
Independence fills you with joy;
Still, you know that I'll love you always,
If you need me, I'll always be there.


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


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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 | I do not know? | |

A Letter To My Father

The bible says to train up a child in the way it should go
but how can you train them if youre not there?
you think that its makin the situation better
but it really seems like you dont care

why when i call you, you dont answer?
like im not even your child.
and its not because i want something
its just that i havent spoken to you in a while

maybe it was the death of your parents,
that causes you to do what you do
you run away like a slave in hiding
idk, thats just my excuse for you.

i think ive seen you 3 times this year
and each time i had to be strong.
its not the money you dont give me
but its the lack of effort that makes you wrong

if it was up to my mother, i wouldnt love you.
trust me; i would hate you with a passion, my friend
but lucky for you i have a strong love,
thats life-love and will never end.

when you read this letter, will you decide to be there?
will you have a change of heart?
or have you always wanted to love me?
but just didnt know where to start?

all these questions and no answers
if you would talk to me then i would know
can you pick up the phone and call me?
because there's a million questions more!

i may act like i dont care,
just to soothe my mother's attitude
but the truth is, you can come back anytime.
i'll welcome you with gratitude

although everbody may not use it
we all have a heart
as for me, i guess i'll be waiting...
no matter when you decide to start.


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MY FAMILY

They stand around making awkward conversation,
Trying not to let the silence fall,
As I sit I wonder what has changed,
Why is it I don't recall?,
I remember a time when we would talk and laugh,
It seemed like it would never end,
Someone always had a story to tell,
I always brought a friend,
My life hasn't changed all that much,
We still see each other every year,
It's harder now as we grow older,
Every time theirs more fear,
I have so much love for all of them,
If I didn't I wouldn't have a heart,
I want to tell them oh so much,
But I never know where to start,
I will say I love you, 
YOUR MY FAMILY!


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


Details | ABC | |

Mother's Day

I seen the child sit on her lap.
I seen him smile with a laugh.
For she is a mother but not his.
But she is a grandmother.
Of all of these kids.

She is funny, she is more,
for she is an angel sent here.
Her talk is to great
she is so wonderfully bright,
like the sun's rays shining on the Earth.

Such an influance to me,
she took me and embrached me in her arms.
Mother's Day is on its way.
So say something special and do a favor!!!


Details | Rhyme | |

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 | Free verse | |

Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


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Do You Hold A Grudge

I knew of a "brother" who held a grudge.
From his position.  He wouldn't "budge."

When asked why he held this...
 against a certain person.
Having nothing to do with him. 
 He was certain!

The reason for this grudge...  
Is probably "silly" to many.
When asked for a good reason.  
There wasn't any.

He said; "I don't hold any 
kind of unforgiveness."
"What I do..."  "It's none of your business!"

"I don't hold a grudge and I
 want to be clear!"
"There are some people... 
 I wish weren't here!"

Are there people in your life 
who've been "shut out.?"
"Is this what being Christ' example is all about?

Living for Christ is not about who we "avoid."
If a life of Godliness is to be fully enjoyed.

We can make "excuses" to stay
 away from somebody.
This could be your brother.  
Neighbor.  Or anybody.

Christ gave his life and wants 
us to follow his rules...
He knows all about us....  And is never fooled!

May your life be filled with 
compassion for every soul.
In doing this...  You'll be made 
complete and whole!

Discover true freedom.  Leave any 
"grudges" in the past.
Enjoy true victory in Christ...  
And a peace that 'll last!

By Jim Pembeton
08/01/09  


Details | I do not know? | |

MOTHERHOOD

Her grown up face, 
Bears a thoughtful grace.
Her warm bosom,
Awaits to welcome, 
A wanted guest,
On her laps to rest, 
Restless, though happy she seems, 
As her heart broods fairy dreams.
Her speech sweater from the lapse of years-
With a wife's love, and a mother's fears!


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.


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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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Reunion - Dedicated to my Mother, Teresa

Womb set free
For a happier life
The mark of true love
Is setting a part of yourself free
Love always returns and find its way home
Seventeen long years pass
Then we reunite
We embrace
We talk to each other like we have always known one another
Like soul mates
And like strangers 
Both of us feeling ambivalent about our relationship
Accompanied with feelings of jubilance 
Trying to understand a way to begin
Something that has already begun without us
Our reunion begins our journey together
Mother and daughter
Building a solid foundation 
From which we may grow


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The Day After Your Brithday

THE DAY AFTER YOUR BIRTHDAY,
YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR TO SEE:
A) YOU'VE GOT A ZIT FROM EATING ALL THAT CAKE;
B) YOUR LOVE HANDLES HAVE EXPANDED A HALF INCH;
C) YOU SINGED YOUR EYEBROWS BLOWING OUT THE CANDLES.
THE DAY AFTER YOUR BIRTHDAY,
A) YOU REQUIRE SIX EXTRA HOURS OF SLEEP;
B) YOU CAN'T FIND YOUR LIVING ROOM UNDER THE BIRTHDAY DEBRIS;
C) YOU WONDER HOW YOU COULD POSSIBLY HAVE DONE THAT.
THE DAY AFTER YOUR BIRTHDAY, IT'S TIME TO:
A) RETURN SOME GIFTS (WHAT IS THAT, ANYWAY?);
B) CALL YOUR FRIENDS AND APOLOGIZE FOR YESTERDAY;
C) GET OUT OF THE COUNTRY, FAST.
THE DAY AFTER YOUR BIRTHDAY...
WE SHOULD ALL LOOK SO GREAT
AND HAVE IT SO GOOD!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
APPRECIATE YOURSELF AND YOUR LIFE!



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O Calliope

Will you help me find the words Oh Calliope I need a muse, something to inspire Oh Calliope Find the words to enchant Oh Calliope Everything I give Everything I write Everything I want Everything I need Everything I try You will inspire So come to me Enchanting me Oh Calliope You're all really need Oh Calliope The words I write Tainted by your touch Oh Calliope You are not to know What will become of thee Oh Calliope You are my heart You are my soul You’re all I used to be So whisper to me Oh Calliope Everything I give Everything I write Everything I want Everything I need Everything I try You will inspire, So come to me Enchanting me Oh Calliope I could always need you Something I can always use so go on enchant me oh Calliope Everything I give Everything I write Everything I want Everything I need Everything I try You will inspire So come to me enchanting me oh Calliope


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Glow

Glow
Look at me!
My body’s
Fresh, new
And shapely too!

Watch me bloom
Like a wild red rose,
Watch my character
And confidence
     grow,
          grow
             and grow


As I become a
Glowing beautiful woman
That everyone wants
To know.

Watch my life take
Flight to places
That are unknown.


The world’s my
Open book,
Now let me
Start my
Amazing story!

I’m ready
To go,
Watch me glow.


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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


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A MOTHER SO GREAT

A mother so great
And pure as gold
Who is always nice
Let God behold
A friend who cares
What happens to me
What more could I ask
What more could I see
If you're sad or down
And feeling gray
She'll say you're my friend
And hurt will go away
Just look her up
If you need a friend
She'll never say no
She'll care until the end


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The men in my life

When it comes to men, I don’t make good choices. My daddy wasn’t around and I 
lack a male influence, and my momma’s boyfriends, they couldn’t replace the 
feeling I have when I see my father.
When it comes to men, I don’t make good choices. Ex-boyfriends, most of them 
are crazy. Some has hit me, some treated me like a lady, some I wish I never 
met, and some I can’t forget. If I could do it again, I’ll keep it all the same.
When it comes to men, I did make some good choices. Javaris, Markeen, and 
Airrick have been there with me though thick and thin. Especially Markeen, he’s 
my baby. I hope they always stay around for me. I hope we are always friends.
When it comes to men, I have made the greatest choice ever. Tai’Yon, my son is 
always going to be with me. Without this guy I would be a hot mess. Now that 
he’s in my life, I have something worth living for. And to have a better life for him.


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Knowledge of Others

She never realized,
What she had inside,
Till she recognized she was a mother.

She loved her own
Plus a few on loan
That she nurtured in place of others.

Are those others to blame?
Should they be ashamed?
I think not wise to aver.

For they have no clue
When they misconstrue
And hold their child in disfavor.

No instructions they show
So love never grows
And their children cease to strive.

But surrogate moms
Stop the time bombs
And help those naive to thrive.

Though they’re never alone
When they teach the unknown
To advance and never surrender.

For matters not age
Of pupil or sage
Nor does it consider the gender.

They lead souls in need
With advice they do seed
And instruct the bewildered to fare.

Hence the child shows love
They were once deprived of
Now living their life so aware.

They now hold a key
In the vast human sea
Thanks to the knowledge of others.

For unwitting wise emit
A mere prose or a quip
Never knowing they helped another.


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LET ME LIVE!

An unborn child comes to the realization that his Mother is contemplating having an abortion. 
Using Biblical Reason, he speaks to her through The Spirit, pleading that she change her mind
and allow him to be born.


"IS THIS WHAT GOD WOULD HAVE YOU DO:
TAKE AWAY A LIFE ITS RIGHT TO LIVE...
PREVENT A BIRTH INTO A WORLD,
WHEN HE HAS SO MUCH TO LOVE AND GIVE?

I KNOW THE SORROW YOU WILL FEEL.
OH CHOOSE THE GIFT OF LIFE NOT TO DESTROY!
HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS FOR JUST A WHILE
AND SOON YOUR PAIN WILL TURN TO JOY!

DID YOU NOT KNOW THAT ALL MY DAYS
WERE WRITTEN IN GOD'S GREAT MASTER PLAN?
I WAS WOVEN TOGETHER FROM THE DEPTHS OF EARTH
LONG BEFORE THE WORLD EVER BEGAN.

AS A CHILD YOU MUST ENTER THE KINGDOM OF GOD.
AS A CHILD HE WAS WORSHIPPED AND ADORED.
TO THE WISE THE WONDERS OF HEAVEN ARE CONCEALED,
BUT TO ITS CHILDREN THE GLORY REVEALED.

YES TO THE CHILDREN THE GLORY IS REVEALED





By Milton L. Delgado
Inspired by Proverbs 8:23
Psalm 139: 13-16
March 14, 1997


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Maternal Calm (2005)

That sweet voice rocking you to sleep
A huge cuddle that’s almost making you weep
That unconditional love like no other
That beautiful feeling when you hug your mother 


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Why

Why does she make Tyesha cry?
Why she act like she don’t care?
Why did she have 3 kids that she doesn’t want to take care of?
Why do all of us hate being at home?
Why does she have a man in the house she doesn’t trust?
Why does she let him hurt Tyesha?
Why would Tyesha have to lie?
Why am I scared to leave them with her?
Why do I feel it’s my right to protect them?
Why do I want to settle for less in stay in Saginaw to have them close to me?
Why does she treat us wrong?
I know why it’s because of Skinny!!


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Love Me

I'm just a little embryo,
No bigger than a pea.
You don't even show;
Nobody can see me.

I am there, inside of you,
Developing as time goes by.
No need to confirm it's true,
Only time will prove it's not a lie.

You love and nurture me,
Although you're really scared.
You'll make a great Mommy,
Even though you weren't prepared.

All I need is love to help me grow,
Good friends and a caring family.
You'll do your best, I know;
All I ask is that you love me unconditionally.


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Forever-Part 4

We get off the plane, back in LA. We drop our stuff off at home and go out for the day.

 

You wait outside the bathroom door. "Baby," I say. You stop breathing. "What is it?" I slowly open the door. "Yes." I say and smile. "Yes!" you scream and pick me up. You spin me around and kiss me.

9 months later I step out of the car. 3 of us this time. Isavella. Our first daughter. "She looks just likeher mom," you say and smile. "With her daddy's eyes," I say and look at you. "I love you," you say. "I love you too," I say and gently kiss me.

 

We're older now we've made it a long way. We sit on the deck and watch the sun set. "All or nothing," I say and hold your hand. "All or nothing," you say and lead me down to the sand. "30 years is a long time," you say to me and pull me close. " So is forever," I say. You hit play and Amazed comes on. "We'll make it that far, I swer," you say as we start to dance. We look at Isabella playing in the sand. "I know baby," I say and smile.
 

We'll last forever. Nothing will break us. We'll always be together.



Together forever.


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Nanny hiring Career women

  I want the world, Paris, London and Toyko but I feel a tiny bit of worry that my kids 
will resent me. I also want the family, 3 kids and a white picket fence. A husband whose 
in love with me and the natural feeling of being a stay at home mother. But I know I have 
to draw the line somewhere in this dream of mines because I know how hectic a life of 
Journalism can be and I don't want to be a nanny hiring career women. I fear that my kids 
will be raised by women that they see more than their mother because her job becomes her 
life. I don't want to be a mother who can't spend dinner with her kids because she's 
flying across the world... but wait I love to travel. I want to get the undiscovered 
story, the truth right down to the metal. I want to uncover a mystery so deep that I will 
be forever famous. But I worry that while my heads are in the clouds of big corporations 
and high heels and suits that I will be missed. My husband will kiss another women to 
make up for his wife not spending enough time with him. I don't want to be a nanny hiring 
career women but sometimes I feel conflicted... Maybe I like power. It's always been my 
dream to work at the top. I want to be there for my baby's first steps, and their first 
date and even the small things like the plays they star in. I would hate to miss it 
because to tell you the truth even if they had only one line it would be special to me. 
Wait there it is my answer to everything... I can certainly do both but I will always 
know what's more important... My family.


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An Ode to the Intact Male

In honor of mothers who keep their sons pure,
And of uncut men, I thee reassure
You are perfect and wholesome just as you are.
Born in God’s image, you’re already a star.
Your foreskin’s a blessing, so think and be wise,
And give thanks to all parents who don’t circumcise.
God made you complete in the womb, yes God did.
God loves you like that and therefore doth bid
That you stay as you are, in your natural state,
So that when, at last, you meet your soul mate,
You’ll unite, both of you, a half and a half,
To make passionate love, a love that will last,
Without a thing lacking, you will be truly whole,
With eternal fulfillment in your heart and soul.
Your God-given potential for heavenly pleasure
To share with your true love is something to treasure.
So take not for granted that flap of loose skin,
So seemingly useless, toilsome, and thin,
Your manhood deserves the wrapping its in,
For to butcher a creation of God is a sin,
And a gift to all humans who preside on this earth,
It is time now to cherish what you’ve had since your birth.


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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!


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A SWEET LULLABYE

Which kids long to hear a sweet lullabye...
when they are cuddled up in their beds,
when the vagrant moon won't shine on them to make them sigh?
Would you say they are those being loved by caring parents?


Not at all...orphans with many needs do!
They have dreamed of that mellow sound
as long as they can remember, and 'though they were fearful infants,
those memories were recalled vividly by their mind;
and they are very sad and unforgettable, too...
ask them about their disappointment, you'll surely witness their tears! 


Orphanages aren't great places for children to dwell in,
and frustration and anger echo within those walls of silent pain,
where the outside world cannot hear them and alleviate them...
but curious faces peek through window screens and dream!


Let's sing them a sweet lullabye, so that they can sleep
under a vigilant moon and begin weaving their dream;
let's give them a memorable night as the nightingales revere their smiles
as they mimic that melody to make their young hearts rhapsodize!  
Let's sing them a sweet lullabye, not just for one night, but for many...
and would they want to turn back time and be solicitous and solitary?  


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Credence

Trust in you…   My greatest love, keeps my heart true…   The rhythmic motion from 
your love ocean…   Creates in my mind the good love notion…   Stay far away from 
false love potions…   For you, your wish may come too…   A love fresh, bright and 
new…   Taste not the dense dark mind stew…   Look inside closely to see, she loves 
you just like me…   Behold the mother and the wife…   Wanting unity for all of life…   
What I am saying here, great mother holds all things dear…   Drink from her cup to 
eradicate fear…   This is all we need to start the pure love year…   


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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


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Tale of two angels

Tale of two angels
who lived in a poor neighborhood
who thought nothing would work
but God knew it would.

Everyday they woke up to nothing
no food, no water, no new clothes
but no one knew
but only God knows.

Their mother prayed everynight 
to the Lord on the thrown,
wishing all her tears and troubles
would one day be gone.

She did the best she could
all that she could 
to raise her beautiful daughters
on her own and everyday this is what she told them.

"I gave you wings to fly 
and a mouth to confess and never tell a lie.
I gave you lungs and air to breathe
I gave you a shoulder to lean on 
when you couldn't beat the speed."

One Christmas Eve,
the girls were bored
so their friends invited them to a church.
Instead of having nothing to do,
in the church they did discover who...
they discovered a youth meeting being held
in the back of the church.

They walked into the room 
just as steady as they pleased,
they sat down on their knees
and listened to what their was left to say,
which made them quite pleased.

They went home after the sermon,
went to their room, got on their knees
and began to cry, they sat on the floor
in her time of weakness and dispare
to think and wonder how much their mother really cared.

Shouting out to the Lord, they did scream
their love for God had grown
every stitch and seam.

"Lord she has done so much 
to provide for us
now can you hold her hand and stand beside us.
Christmas is not about presents, it's about 
celebrating your birthday, your name
its not about growing up in fortune and fame.
Lord you are God
and we know you will provide
but I pray this pray
to the heavenly father that sits on his thrown 
in the sky." They prayed this prayer over and over again
until there was nothing left to hear 
except for the sound of the wind.

The next morning they woke up to find
a tree full of presents,
a table with breakfast already made,
and a dinner being prepared as if for a hundred slaves.

The family rejoiced
because God would always make a way
when things were going wrong
a way was made out of no way.

He started with little and everything multiplied
they rejoiced so much
their praises did reach the sky.

It started to rain
"Don't worry child, Jesus is crying
and rejoicing to because we are so blessed
 to have two little angels like you."


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MOM

My mother is very gentle and kind
A heart of gold, but a worried mind

She to me is the world and the best
Never complains or utters contest

The bringer of life is a committed love
To her children, who squabble and shove

Finding strength when we were in danger
Guarding us from every stranger

Guiding light in a sea of fear
Enchanting voice to soothe our fears

Mamma ensures your bellies full and never cold
The smartest teacher and always bold

A pedestal above your earthly needs
And so to her I do this deed

An ode to small to log in time
But it’s for mom… A gift of mine


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Celebration Song

 You are my song.
I sing you tonight!!
Under the canopy of my heart,
You shine through the night sky.
Waiting for the dawn to come,
You dance and glow in my arms.
The bells are ringing,
Mother Earth is singing,
You are the song of love..
By your tender whisper of sapphire breath,
I am swept away.


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Pink Ribbons and White Fluff

(Pink Ribbons and White Fluff)

Bright blue skies with 
Brilliant white pillows of fluff, 
Set the stage that glorious day.
 
Friends lined the streets 
To cheer her on 
Her Mom watched 
From the comfort 
Of her hospital room.

Tatum's heart was filled 
With the passion to run.
 
She set her goals 
High that day.
Even the strength 
Of ten men might 
Not have won 
On that day, 
The humidity 
Was high.
 
She didn't have 
The heart to lose.
She'd have to race 
Up her flesh 
Engine very high
And then shift it 
Swiftly to cruise 
In order to win 
This zealous race.
 
Her Mother's blues 
From the challenges 
Of breast cancer
Gave her the 
Enthusiasm 
To run for the 
Advancement of 
Boobs that day.
 
Her mother had the 
Courage to kick the 
Booze years ago,
But breast cancer 
Was not as easy.
 
Tatum's chance 
For raising the funds
For the advancement 
Of breast cancer research 
Was her main focus,
That bright glorious day.
 
It would be an honor 
To help find a cure
For such a ruthless 
Disease that women 
Succumb to yearly.
 
Warm streams of tears
Mixed with salty sweat 
And tangy Gatorade 
Decorated her 
Face that evening,
When she was 
Presented with a 
Check and a bright 
Pink ribbon trophy.
 
She placed second 
In the race,  
But that 
Was a start.
 
The smile on 
Her mother's face
Was what really 
Filled her heart with 
White marshmallow 
Fluff that glorious night.
 
 
 


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Heart Twist

Early this morning, sitting in my car, 
Watching my son at swim team practice,
I see the flash and splash of water
Arms slicing in perfect synchonicity.

The sun glints off their shimmering bodies,
The kids' movement through the water, cleaving,
Their faces almost beatific, as if they are giding on a silvery path
which opens up before them, allowing smooth passage.

The smell of chlorine, wet cement and sunscreen
Wafts through my nostrils, bringing memories of a distant time
(mothers waiting for dripping offspring, dry towels ready)
Piercing my total being with bittersweet longing.

My son heads in my direction and my attention
Is grabbed by his youthfulness and innocence,
Still a boy, not yet a man, my small man-child is
Caught in the middle somewhere between the two.

Big smile on his sun-freckled face
Blond hair tinged green with chlorine,
Skinny arms and legs akimbo,
Couldn't be more beautiful to me.

I give his sun-warmed body a brief squeeze
Before he pulls away, embarrassed, but
I see a small smile appear on his lips as his eyes meet mine,
And I am happily content.

These moments are sweetly fleeting,
But are stored in my heart forever.

Lori Torrio  6\4\04


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New Life

Six hours past and it still isn't over.
Your palms sweat and your body shaking.
The mind raceing with your thoughts.
All these questions, no answers.
You panic, friten and scared.
The pain and watching is to much.
But your love keeps you in touch.
One last push and a life is born.
The parents hold there new baby boy.


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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!


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To be a child again

If only just to go back
to my younger years in life,
Where laughing came so easy
life seemed to have no strife.
Where mud pies tasted almost real
and simple games were fun,
Making chains out of the clover
and enjoying all the sun.
Waking up each day not caring
for the food or clothes we had,
A routine of living life so free
very seldom feeling sad.
Koolaid and some popcorn
chewing bubblegum,
How excited we all used to get
over simply getting some.
In summertime the shoes we wore
were never a concern,
As we hopped around in bare feet
for the roads would sometimes burn.
Playing marbles in a circle
shower baths in the rain,
Oh if only just to go back
to be a child again.
Being in our garden 
as my dad dug up the ground,
I remember digging through the dirt
all those potatoes to be found.
Cracking nuts with hammers
bobby pins, remember them?
It's how we used to eat the nuts
oh, to be a child again.
Going to the park to play
and not just hanging out,
Making use of all the simple things
was what life was all about.
Playing house each day with mom
 she made it seem so real,
While I pretended being grown
as a child did want to feel.
Mom let me help her out at times
with housework she would do,
And little did I know one day
I'd be remembering all this too.
The songs she used to sing to me
so I would fall asleep,
Are buried deep inside my heart
that I'll forever keep.
A shame we have to grow old 
before our life begins,
Oh , if only just to go back
to be a child again.


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Lingering Moments

Thy precious golden leaves of time
Only within a child they shine.
Lingering moments of a mother
Watching her little ones grow
A moment of silence
Beyond thought of her earthly guidance
She knows that yesterdays and tomorrows
Love will carry them on through life.
As night drifts in reaching out are arms
For goodnight hugs in belief that shields them from harm.
Her voice is softly spoken she whispers gifts of love will always be there.
Hold them closely within your heart to share.
She watches them sleep with a feeling of tenderness
She kisses her precious little ones with gentleness.
Knowing the touch of their smiles the echoes of their laughter lingers.
Lifetime moment remembering every part of then from their toes to their fingers
All of her joy is fulfillment in itself for nothing can measure.
She is a mother capturing moments of pleasures.
She feels her children are her priceless treasures.
Through laughter and tears
In her heart are lingering moments of those years.
Those given moments are memories she holds so dear.
She is a grandmother looking upon thee gifts of love.
That has been held closely to their hearts, she prays for them up above.
The precious golden leaves of time
Only within thy precious gifts of love they shine.


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Mother's Boy

Scale the back fence, weary child
and run along
   to your hidden place

Scabs upon skinny elbows
and school clothes ruined
   deep green with grass stains

Comb through your hair, mother's boy
as she'd have it
   handsome and tidy

English ivy spiraling
the iron gates
   outside the garden

Make believe now, only son
the made up things
   of an epic dream



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To many problems

It’s about that time that I grow up and see that my family is getting to out of hand.
My momma is acting crazier than she’s ever in her life.
Over a man, over the way she treats me and my sisters, to just all family 
problems.
She acts like she 7 years old, always going crying to somebody because things 
ain’t going her way.
To make it like me and my sister Tyesha is the bad guys.
I hate the fact that I have to sit and see it all go down, but what can I do.
I’m almost grown.
To many problems in my life, that needs to be fixed,
Or too many people are going to be hurt including me.
I hate my life right now, and that’s sad to say.
But with everything going on with me that how I felt for a long time now.
It looks like I’ll be leaving home in a little bit, but I don’t want to do that.
I’m still scared to be on my own in life, I don’t really know what to do.
Too many problems is making me have another nerves breakdown, I don’t have 
time for it.
I’m a senior now, and I need to do what I need to do and get out of here.
I have too many problems in my life that I hate to talk about but I need to.
So to all my problems please leave me alone, and let me be.
So I’m go start praying to God to help me though things that’s going to make me 
a better person.


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I remember

I remember the first time I saw your face
Thursday Nov 11, 04 at 8:22 p.m was when my pride and joy arrived.
I remember the first time I changed your diapers.
I even remember your first word “Daddy”.
I remember when I laid eyes on you and I fell in love.
I remember all the times we fought on the floor.
Now at 3 years old, I love you even more.
Thanks to you Tai’Yon my world as changed.
My reason worth living for, my son, my everything. I love you!!


Details | Rhyme | |

Ode To Jamie

I'd never know the joy, they said
To hold, and kiss, and nurture.
But all too soon we did find out
That God had planned my future.

That beautiful baby girl I had
Came to my life a' crying.
 She brought so much love to us
To her there was no denying.

The terrible two's, the trying teens,
The years passed by so fast.
I knew she'd grow up, and pull away
Her dependency wouldn't last.

So as I placed her hand in yours,
you quietly changed her name.
My little girl grew up that day.
My life won't be the same.

She'll always be my baby.
Thank God for blessing me.
Although we share her love,you see
She saves big hugs for me.


Details | Classicism | |

Concert Hall

Oh ladies, where I can find all you now? Oh babies, why
Does my telephone always bow? Oh Daddy, I'm so tired Teddy,
Mammy with breakfast shall come! 2 hours amounts to fly
From the Biarritz, you 2 in Miami and waiting for sunny,
Good weather and pizza, we too now in the Vegas 'I budem
Zhenitsa!' In Russian? In Russian! In English? In English!
Some marriage not long ceremony, 2 horses, little Alpha
Romeo, US Air Forces music all day long till her Mother's
Mobile would ring telephone! Her company on the Mississippi
Must ask her 2 times: who are on Earth more beautiful,
More pretty and is the activist of the Womens' Committee?
And you must answer: yes, I know her, she is my daughter,
17 years old and the instrumental music studio 2 days hold,
2 rock-n-roll bands, I was there at the cocktail playing
The piano by 4 hands! Sorry, it is maybe from our ladies
E-mail about new story in which we are not only the famous
Philanthropical Society of Glory but also happy end of all
Victims of mafia from the hotel sitting in the new Concert
Hall of our second class town reconstructed now jail...


Details | I do not know? | |

Vanity

I need my hair just right
I need my socks to match each other
I need mascara to be on point
I need foundation to hide who I am
When does it stop
How do you know
at what point and time do you lose yourself
All this covering up
I've learned to be what people want
But what do I really want myself
V.A.N.I.T.Y
   
 Somethings change with just a little touch
   Yet somethings never change
       you can't mask a girls insecurities up
         She still feels them everyday
         No matter what her outside appearance says
           and the more she feels INVINCIBLE
               the more she feels AFRAID
                   V.A.N.I.T.Y
        
             There's no hair color to pretty 
               you can be pretty naturally
               I love my hair straight like chinese people
               that's why I use a 300 dollar flat iron 
                and I love handbags of the expensive varity
                 I put on a show each day for everyone 
                   But inside i'm alone 
                    and no one really knows
                  
                          V.A.N.I.T.Y

                I close my eyes and wish I could disappear
                           from this moment in time
                          escape our 21st century
                         where they teach us to judge by what we see
                          So i'm vain because of society 
                             I have to look pleasing to the eye? 
                               Is it my fault I'm vain?
                                 Or is it our problem in disguise? 
                                        
                                  V.A.N.I.T.Y 


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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


Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | Free verse | |

To Love Again

The day dad went HOME to be with JESUS,
was a very difficult one for you.

You were happy to know he was no longer suffering,
on the other hand, your heart was broken too.

You were together for many years.
You both had your ups and your downs.

Now that he was gone, you felt lost inside.
You didn't know what you would do without dad around.

The years went by. JESUS was there to comfort you.
THE LORD filled the emptiness you had in your heart.

You knew that one day, you would be reunited with dad again,
and then you would never be apart.

You said, never again.
Never again will I love another man like I love your dad.

We told you, don't ever say that, you never know.
GOD might have another plan.

HE DID!

THE LORD gave you a blessing.
HE gave you another companion and a friend.

HE knew what would be best for you.
HE wanted you to love again!


Details | Free verse | |

David Peltzer

I sit on my hands
At the bottom of the stairs
When will she call?
When can I move?

My mind wanders in the darkness
My soul takes flight
And my mind has wings
I am free
I see the cottage
The Red Woods
The stream
I am home

Being called back to reality
I stand and run
The Mother calls once more
Once again my world has stopped
Her unloving hand
My unloved face
Once more they meet


Details | Narrative | |

Untitled #21 / Buscuits, gravy, sausage, eggs

Biscuits, gravy
sausage, eggs
salt & pepper
In mama’s kitchen I find
comfort food for my weary soul
a pleasant dinner surprise.


Details | Light Poetry | |

HAPPY VALENTINETO MY MOM AND DAD

this is your time
to shine
for all you don
my repect you won
you were there for me
you have the key
to my heart
will alway be apart
of my love sign
you the best i ever had
HAPPY VALENTINE TO MY MOM AND DAD


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.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Dissertation On Beauty ... '

If Aiming For Beauty
Pretty, Is Nice
But Plain Vanity
Is A Venal-Vice

Inner Beauty:  Is A Necessity
Outer Beauty:  (Maybe) Superficiality
Outer Beauty:  May Impress Memory
But Inner Beauty:  Lasts An Eternity

Now, As A Teen
I Did Preen
 Too Much Esteem
 Oldest, Sister Seen …

So, As A Teen, I Was Told
Advice To Shape- Mold
Words:  Worthy-Gold
Listen:    Behold …

“You Are Pretty, Yes It’s True
But Just Wait A Minute or Maybe Two
All In Time and Life’s View
Will Come Someone … Prettier Than You

So, Don’t Be A Victim-in-Error
Like The Queen, due to Snow White and A Mirror
Of Course, There’ll Be Somebody Fairer
So, Don’t Be A Silly-Comparer …

… ‘Cause, The Prettiest Person
Is Ugly To Someone
And The Ugliest Person
Looks Good To Somebody, Hon …

Lovely, Is As Lovely Do …
Be A Portrait and Not Just Surface-Cute
Be A Shame, If Someone Spends Time With You
And Sees, Ain’t Nothing Else, Or Nothin’ New

‘Cause I’ve Seen People
Who Were ‘Knock-Outs’ ! …
That is, Until
They Opened Their Mouths

And Revealed Hostility
In Hearts
Made Attraction-Desirability
… Depart

See:  Mean and Envy
And A Barb-Wire Tongue
And Harm and Dumb …
Starts When Young

So, Strive To Be Kind
A Gentle Heart-Smile
Clean and Sweet
And Your Own-Love-Style

… Also Godly Fear
And Inner Beauty Will Appear
Your Outer Beauty Will Be Clear …”
… My Stunning Sister, I Still Hear …

“Beauty … Is In The Eye Of The Beholder”
Especially True … As We Grow Older


(I'm Remembering Jenny ... I'm Remembering)


Details | Lyric | |

Mantelpiece

Tender memory
Of yesterday flashing…
Her vision—my mantelpiece
Mother’s love 
Little boy golden sunshine
Well grown…I am


Details | Couplet | |

Jordon

Send me an Angel for me to hold, 
 One with wings and a halo of gold.

Send me that precious gift I long for, 
 A smile so sweet and eyes to adore.

Send him here for me to cherish, 
 Make him kind, loyal and garish.

Send him here with love and grace, 
 A child whose unique style I'll embrace.

Send me the patience to be a mother, 
 Hoping he'll love us and his brother. 

Not a typical family is what we are, 
 But we could be much worse by far.

Jordon is the answer to my prayers, 
 A big brother, for Chris, who truly cares.

Love is what we have to give, 
 Without my son I could not live.

Thank you God, you've done what I asked.
 As a good mother, please tell me did I pass?


Details | I do not know? | |

Someday

 Somewhere I have you in my arms.
  Sometimes I can feel you in the wind.
 Maybe someday I will see you again.
  Until that day comes I'll be here.
 Now is the time to tell you that I am sorry,
  for the days that I didnt get to spend with you.
 Please forgive me and know that my heart is true.
  Know that forever it will be just you and me.
 I wish I would have said so much more.
  Wish I would have been there from before.
 Wish I knew what could ease your mothers pain.
   We would laugh and we would sing to the song 
  the good lord has sang to us,and take us to the
   land where you await.
 Maybe someday I will see you again,until that day 
   comes I'll be here.
 She walks across through the room to the window and stares
  at the cold dark night that lays outside.
 She wants him to return to her arms.
  Please know sweet Dylan that I feel the same way.
 Maybe someday,someday.


Details | Free verse | |

A Day at the Little Beach

Walking down the graveled path
For a day at the little beach;
We picked up ripened persimmons
And purple muscadines along the way.
Butterflies fluttered around my wife.
Blazes of color lie under the trees.
Thousands of diamonds danced on the lake
Around several ducks with their bottoms up.
We took our shoes off on the little beach
And splashed along the shoreline.
We picked up rocks and skipped the stones
Between the passing boats and waves
That pushed and pulled us in shallow water.
Soon, I had to search for more stones
And persimmons, and I found a winged horse,
Pewter, on a black stringed necklace.
I tied it around my son's light brown neck.
He ran through the water bare back
And swam with his mom in shallow parts.
After our lunch of found-treats we walked,
And played and threw rocks in the water again.
My son drew my face in the wet sand.
We sat in the grass, soaked in the sun
And enjoyed the laughter and fun.


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The Child Within

I’m all grown up Daddy and all I can do is keep looking back.
I’ve traveled a long road just to be standing here dead on this track.
Many of my tears have been laid to rest and my smile I now seek.
Bruised and battered I cover the little girl that grows inside.
Yellow blankets and satin pink pillows to comfort her when she’s weak!
She seeks to hide.

I’m all grown up Mama and all I can do is keep looking ahead.
I’ve rode the Oceans waves just to be alive and not feel so dead.
Many of my laughs have been put to a test and my smile I have never found.
She’s lost, but sound.

The child within, they all attack.
The child within, they are all meek.
The child within, they all fed.
The child within, they are all bound.

In a world so far away,
Treasures and castles were her path.
It is where she always went to play.
Beautiful gardens and flowing rivers is where she took her very first bath.
Like watering a tree, that little girl just grew and grew and grew.
Finally, she broke free and was clear from every single one of you.

® Registered: Ann Rich   2007


Details | I do not know? | |

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Guess Who?

This person is a woman.
She is desirable,
she is admirable.

She`s a mother of four,
three boys and a girl.
Also a single parent.
That strives to do her best,
from all of the rest.
Who is this woman?

Time in through time out,
shes up and about.
Making the best of what she has.
Who is this woman?

This woman is my mother!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

Why Does Mother Nature Shed Her Tears?

I watch as Mother nature sheds her tears
I think and wonder why?
Why does Mother nature shed her tears?
Is it for how we treat her gifts to us?
How we murder that which is not ours' to kill
Is it for the poisons we feed her?
The air that is polluted by our carelessness
Is it for the emptiness she feels?
The trees that were plenty, but now few
I watch as Mother nature sheds her tears.
I think and wonder why?


Details | Free verse | |

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


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Blessing

 Your Blessing      
                      
                     For my Aunt Dana


You have been blessed with a newborn child
A beautiful baby girl…
So soft, innocent, and loving,


With this new addition to your family 
Comes a new beginning
As she learns and grows and becomes more full of life
Your family will grow as well


She is a blessing to your family
And remember that you deserve
This blessing… and so many more.

By Little JaJa-KyKy


Details | I do not know? | |

A Grandmother's Love

A Grandmother’s love is as warm as a summer rain 
A Grandmother’s love can cast away any pain 
A Grandmother’s love will last ever after 
A Grandmother’s love is as sweet as laughter
A Grandmother’s love should never be forsaken 
A Grandmother’s love can never be taken
A Grandmother’s love will be there even if you screw up 
A Grandmother’s love will never let you give up 
A Grandmother’s love will always be shared 
A Grandmother’s love shows you that she cared

So take just one moment to sit back and remember 
that Grandmother’s love you have in your heart 
and love one another as your Grandmother loved you.

She loved the good you, the bad you, and just you.



Details | Ballad | |

THE SMILE OF A MONA LISA

The real-life picture of mom,
hanging in the neat and cosy living-room
gleams like the smile of Mona Lisa;
her hazel,cheerful eyes radiate
when there isn't enough light to compensate,
her brown hair  matches the red gardenia
in the rosy,intrinsic background,
hiding a mistery yet to be found..

If Leonardo Da Vinci created that painting
to satisfy his self-gratification,
I invent words,in a different time,
to describe her gracefullness 
with a deserved adulation;
a mother who never achieved great awards
or prouded herself of independence;
love,patience,endurance and indisputable faith
were the virtues that made her so unique,
and none of those implied criticism...

Very often when I'm overtaken by sadness,
she towers over me like an impregnable fortress:
with the confident smile of a Mona Lisa,
so spontaneous without a sign of malice...  
to break the silence of an unspoken voice;
to inspire and motivate me again with thoughts
that lay dormant until they awake again
on the battered waves of my imagination...  


Details | Free verse | |

Passing of Silly Traditions

With flavored kisses she put me to sleep
a cheek sting of peppermint
forehead of lingonberry
eye lids of mango
and ear lobes of fig
She peppered me kisses
and smiled to discover
each remembrance of taste
with mystery lips
My nose: watermelon
My chin: cantaloupe
while I giggled silly
she listed each kiss
My sleeping was sweetly induced into this.

Now I am the mamma and tuck into sleep
with my own set of kisses
my little girl waits
for peppermint cheeks
and strawberry lips
and ear lobes of sugar cress 
eye lids of figs
She giggles silly and waits on my words
Her forehead: papaya
Her chin: berries blue
Her nose: watermelon
and so we review
each thing that she's made of
all sugar and spice
and my mamma lives on in my little girl's eyes.


Details | Quatrain | |

Ava and Me in our Rainy Retreat

Amaretto morning
just like the earth to be grey today
Time for the old dog-eared book
all the while begging the rain to stay
I couldn't buy a moment like this
even in Lion's Head Antique store
I couldn't wish for a better excuse
to sink into myself, or to love you more
You grab the pillows and blanket
I'll fill the room with Red Star music
We will tell stories 'till we're laughing out loud
Ions of rain and the pressure diffuses
We are no longer dealing with death
We are no longer frazzled and wild
Just give us the rain on a Tuesday morning
and we become silly, as mother and child...


Details | Free verse | |

My Best Friend

One I love
One I see all the time
One I care for
One that is sweet as and white beautiful dove
One that I can count on
One that stays on my mind
One that will never will put me out her door
The one I love 
Is you, you MOMMY
I loved you every since I  was in your tommy
Every since the first time, I saw your cat-green eyes
I always knew to you, I will never tell any lies...


Details | I do not know? | |

Under A mother's Wing

My mother, my friend, my Angel with wings so high in the sky under my mother's 
wing. I know I've done things that made you so ill but i'd lose my head if you was 
ever to leave. God put you here to be with me I can't help but feel I'm under your 
wing. You've took a risk to put me here and I love you much more for dealing with 
me I am now and always will be under my mother's wing. So fly my Angel I'll let 
you go free you no longer have to take care of me. My Angel my friend I'm no 
longer able to be under my mother's wing.


Details | ABC | |

Love in the Hallway

So I'm slithering along the hallway
and all the lights are out
I come upon Mom and Friend
ignoring the man that shouts
He bangs upon the door
he begs, he implores
we stiflle our laughter
he hears, he begs more
I'm certain I shouldn't be a witness to these events
as a child nearly adult, I'm hard to convince
Hell no, I'm not going back to bed
I need to know why he's out of his head
Mama and Friend can barely contain
their fear and glee for this man's pain
I am breathless, enthralled at  "Their " power
to rob a man of what he thinks of "His" power
then Friend departs with Mr. Pain on his plane, so regal
she soon calls to report he's illegal
finally she returns to her kids, to us, her dogs
I was skulking around when she told mom 
"Thank God".


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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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Lulabell

She's a wonder in her snowflake pj's
sitting cross-legged in the chair
the scent of apple shampoo from her shower in her hair

She greets me in the morning
when the sunshine wakes her eyes
and we snuggle under covers telling all our dreams that night

She says she dreams about me
and her daddy and a bear
she spins a million stories floating up into the air

She writes me perfect poetry
at almost three years old
of craters in the moon which have fallen in the snow

I marvel everyday at this gift from God above
This child to see the world through
to laugh with and to love.


Details | I do not know? | |

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.


Details | I do not know? | |

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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Better Days

Today was one of the longest days of my life
I felt as if i was living in strife
The hours of the day is always the same
What and who was there to make the blame
My exscuse was lame
I knew i had to make a change
I went home finding myself on bending knees
Praying to god for a better day
He said always believe in me
You will make a way to a better day
Not just this day but everyday


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The Little Dreamer

I walk along a sandy shore 
Thinking what I had before 
Realizing now that I am free 
I can be what I wish to be 
Like a bird I wish to fly 
Gliding towards the mountains high 
Like a horse i'd like to roam 
And where I slept make that my home 
I do now what my heart desires 
Sitting on beaches with big bon fires 
Candlelight dinners of cold sweet wine 
Myself and I become entwined 
Travel across the deep blue sea 
Where my life is no mystery 
To the canyons far below 
That is where I wish to go 
To the mountains far and wide 
Far away to run and hide 
Now this voice is calling me 
From the deep somewhere, who can it be 
Wake up darling, wake up dear 
Don't be frightened Mommy's here 
Awakened from this dream world mine 
Someday this place I vow i'll find


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"Mother's Day Lullaby"08'

"Mother's Day Lullaby"08'

I WAIT YOUR ARRIVAL
and then you came
too my surprise
you cried for me
i knew i was the one
to keep you safe
and when i held you
too my heart
i knew my life would
never be the same
and now my sweet
you have made a true mommy
out of me~


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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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When I First Knew

I woke up this morning with a strange feeling inside 
Could this be real – this is something I may have to hide 
I’ve waited for this day for so very long 
I just hope through all of this we can be strong 
How do I tell him, he has to know 
It has to be soon before I start to show 
I can’t wait to tell him, I’m so ready for the day 
I’m a little nervous about what he will say 
I want it to be perfect – the words I use 
I want to serve him dinner with a pair of baby shoes 
I’m so excited what do I do 
It will be part of us – me and you 
So many emotions – happy, but scared 
We are not ready – but can you even be prepared 
I can just hear them – those little feet 
Watching them grow will be a treat 
We can do this – there should be no fear 
Just to see the little face and hold it near 
The love I have is already so great 
Having this wonderful gift is our fate


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Better Than Ten Sons

Hannah was favored,
But Peninnah was fertile-
Both, wives of one man.

Peninnah provoked
Hannah til she cried to God
For an open womb.

Elkanah trembled
With Hannah, the wife he loved
After they worshiped.

God was exalted.
Peninnah's voice was silenced
By Hannah's promise.


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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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Blow Out The Candles!

Today is your Birthday mom
You just turned fifty-five
Yet you don’t look a day over forty
Still so beautifully vibrant and alive

Preparations we’re all making
For the woman who gave us life
To help celebrate her special day
Our mom, grandmother and wife

What do you buy for someone?
Who already owns what they wish
A families love, health and closeness
Instead of jewelry, roses or even exotic fish

So close your eyes and make a new wish mom
Blow out those fifty-five candles now
Make a wish entirely for you
For selfishness today is undeniably allowed 

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


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I Love You Mom

Sometimes I hate her so much.
So much I can't stand her.
Sometimes she hates me.
So much she can't stand me.
There are times I want to run away.
I'm sure she feels the same.
She frustrates me.
She makes me mad.
But I'm sure I do the same
Most of all I hate the way,
She loves me
She loves me so much,
That she is strict with me,
That she has to know all about my friends.
All her extra money goes to me.
All her extra time goes to me.
Everything she does is about me.
I don't even deserve any of it.
She is the most amazing person,
She is filled with so much love
I only wish I could be like her
I hope that someday I am
You'll always be my hero
I love you mom.


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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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A Walk to Town

he must have been six or younger then,
his mama took him for a walk one morning,

must be a special occasion, he thought,
like Sunday mass or someone's birthday,

pomade sticky, smelling good, shining
on his hair, which mama parted on the left,


              his new pair of black shoes hurt his tiny toes,
              he didn't mind, they were going somewhere,


her gentle, protective hand clutching his,
though he had to double, triple his pace

to catch up with her, and he stumbled
once in a while, but she helped him up,

she slowed down with him, carefully down 
some gray, gravelly road in his young town,

              still his pair of black shoes hurt his tiny toes,
              but he didn't mind, he was going somewhere.


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Ava's Smile

In your smile, I see:
skinned knees
laughing eyes
butterflies caught
sad good byes
wishes blown
to azure skies
all bottled up
in your grandmother's eyes
stories told
tear drops caught
kisses given
never bought
dreams kept
in your sleep
wrapping them 'round me
as I weep
a wish for winter
a love for snow
a mind full of wonder
and wanting to know
future forgiveness
and hearts trimmed in gold
all in your smile
at 3 years old.


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mother

you care for us each day
you cuddle, you sing and read to us 
as you watch us play 
you see us do new things 
you help us grow and learn 
you understand us and 
you listen and talk to us we came to you with comfort 
and you kiss


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Mothers Day

This is being Written,Created,Composed and Conjured up from with the deepest 
recesses of My Heart,My Mind,My Body and Soul.For A very Special Person In My life, My Mom. 
My mother is no different than any other moms through out our entire universe But,to me She is 
above all The most Beautifulest,loving,understanding,patient,caring,sym pathetic,sharing and 
kind hearted women that I have ever Known.She's never a judge mental type of person.She's 
always reasoning with me and showing me moral support, especially if I'm wrong and she's 
always been there for me Standing Strong! Throughout my Trials and Tribulations of my life, 
she'd give me her best advice and never steered me wrong.She'd always lift me up especially 
when I was feeling down and Inspired me to never dwell on the past.But to pick myself up off the 
ground and to keep my head up and keep moving on.She always assured me,that with the 
Comming of dawn It'll be a Brand New day and Id have another Chance to Correct all of my 
Wrongs! 
Faith is the key she always taught me and she always tried to instill within me 
Love,Trust,Honesty,Kindness,Courage,Strength and Integrity.I'd like to Hope and Pray that I was 
the Ample of My Mothers eyes.But In Actuality and Reality I Always the Bad Apple Who fell Short 
From Perfection In the Eyes of Society.But as loving as my is,she never faltered from Loving Me 
Unconditionally. 
as a Child I Remember Waking up in the middle of the night ,in a Cold Sweat and in an awful 
Fright, moms would be right there Beside me Holding me Tight and Whispering Comforting 
words to make everything alright. 
My Mother is my Superwoman and I know deep down In my soul ,That I can always count on her 
for she would Never leave me nor forsake me especially when It seemed like the whole world 
ws about to come crashing in on me. 
So on this Mother's Day, I'd like to fully Express my Undying Love and Sincerity's to a Number 
One Mom Who Has done everything In her Power that one Person could ever do,To make not 
only Me but Everyone else that she Has ever Encountered Or Touched through out Her Life's 
History,As Happy and as Content as they Could Ever Be......So Thank You Very Much and I love 
You My Mommy........


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Her happiness

Over a week, she is managing,
Her happiness, her son is coming,
First time from a university,
She was busy to express her Love.

She cleaned his room and furnished,
His likely items, behaved nicely,
As he purchased to enjoy time,
Flowers, books, songs and new portraits.

She was under pressure over years,
I didn’t understand her feelings,
She was so deep in willing to care,
I lost my life, never saw her so closely.

Before a night, she haven’t a sound sleep,
Watching the clock, having a drink,
Went back to bed and started rolling,
I thought not to disturb her, made a cup of tea.

Spent few hours and shared all memories,
Refined stock of sadness and happiness again,
And enjoyed healthy relationship once more,
Heard early music of birds before rising a Sun.

She drove her vehicle, and stood up,
Train was coming an hour late, 
But her eyes were running on the lines.
She welcomed her son with tears


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Fever for Spring

So the spring flurries sweet instead of the snow
It seeps into me, my dreams set aglow
For the green of the tenderest grassling can be
blended with blue or the grey of the sea
It's a fallen out whisker of a cat painted black
or my momma out swingin' in the hammock out back
The sea asks the sun to go for a dip
and the moon closes over like a tight fitting lid
We relish the splendor of bare-footed feet
as the wind urges us down our luminous street
Then curling up tight as we're in for the night
(like our friends who speak only with purrs...)
We dream of the spring (and such marvelous things)
that will never be matched with mere words...


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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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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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The Desires My Heart Hold

Open up my heart
And see who and what my heart goes out to
You'll see what all I desire
And what I need to grow

My heart holds the desire to strive
to love
to reach
and to grab

I ask of you to use your eyes to x-ray
my wants to strive
from scratch in school
to being successful in the music and television industry

To use your mind to understand
that I do not want to struggle
when grown and
on my own

To use your feelings to feel
how good I want to feel in the future
once I can take care of my mom and dad
the way they took care of me

To use your imagination to imagine
how I will feel once
I can help my family
whenever they may need

To use your mouth to say to me
the words of inspiration
that I will use
to get to and beyond my destination

To add my request of your uses to my heart
and close it back up.
Now my heart is filled
with my desire and from you, the help that'll take me higher.


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A Message

The white and black clouds,
Were scattering in herds.
The rainbow was flashing,
New colours at the top of them.

Heavy rain was going on,
Also blue sky was watching at the top,
Air was enjoying quietly on a side,
And waiting for a whistle to blow.

Sun was shining sharply,
Not only human body was feeling hot,
But earth was reflecting stream,
As potatoes were boiling in a pot.

After rain, when air blew in a slow motion,
The burning bodies and nature also,
Received a message of cold,
Everyone was delighted to get peace.


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Eternally Entwined

You were brought into this world today; I must confess I was impressed
As you wrapped your tiny, delicate fingers around my hand I felt your love
Although I felt this love before, it was something brand new
Do you know why? Because no one can replace your presence from my heart

Little one, know this, there is nothing in this world as special as you
You will grow up to be big and strong, but never forget you will always be mine
Sometimes you won’t feel like you’ll need me anymore, but I will remain in your soul
It’s just a simple fact that I will forever be a part of you, and you a part of me


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My Grandma & Me

My Grandma helps around the house
when she is able
she really is a cool lady
even tho' she puts her teeth on the table
I really, really like it
when she sees cartoons with me on cable!


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Ava Lu

I bought her some butterfly wings
all sparkly pink and ready to fly
but she hunkered down with her favorite book
with a hurricane twinkle in her pale blue eyes

I combed her golden hair to a shine
and pulled it all back in a bow
A few moments later she emerged from her room, 
a head full of hair clips, to put on a show

I asked her to tell me a story
about all the animals she wants to meet
She started to sing and to dance and to swing
and she pulled me right out of my comfortable seat.

I smoothed back her hair before bed
and prayed that her good dreams would start
After "amen" she sleepy-eyed said:
"Mommy, I love you with all of my heart."


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Memory Wealth

Delicate hands fly
across keys of lacquer white
Piano bends for you
does your will, sings until you tire
I'll be beside you
turning the yellowed pages
Sipping the music
the finest of wines for my sponge of a mind
Moon peaks out at you
curtains pulled to let her hear
her children stars dance
to your swaying soul, I'll never grow old
with your memory my fingers inherited wealth...


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Without mother

I wander in the house.
Scared to see if shes not there.
I bang on walls.
I sob and feel anxious in my heart.
I think i can smell her but im not sure.
Maybe im worried or just insecure.
I check the chair she sits upon.
Only to see a cast of her shadow shes not there.
Shes gone.
To the back door and push not tap.
Usually shes there on the phone on the steps talking .
But i dont see her so i turn around and my pace begins to slow down.
Im I exagerriting of something i have not found.
She is my air my peace my whole.
She is creation of the clay that she mold.
In my hand lay a paper that i need to show her,
Where is she im worried and im feeling colder.
I hear a sound and a door opens sweety are you here.
I ran to the store to get us some drinks.
I look and smile she replys with a wink. 
I look at the paper and place it in her hand.
She looks at it and reads aloud a poem i wrote while i was sitting still on a
couch writing about a daughter,
Whos mother she could never do without.


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Backyard Memoirs

Tangerine shells, hollowed of pulp
left out to dry like pumpkin debris
Surinam cherries, peppered with bite
red juicy flesh, but mostly just seed
Sky line of rain trees, cloud chomping blue
to eat up my dreams and float me to sea
But, mostly there's you, laughing with eyes
that right now resemble the woman in me
I'm not a fool, to live in these dreams
balmy and breathing the salt in the air
I've given up all of my conjuring thoughts
smashing up memories 'till you appeared
Tangerine shells, skin of my skin
now part of the soil at a home that's not ours
Leveled of trees, blown to the ground
Lifetime of growth stripped to earth in but hours
Still, mostly there's you, laughing with eyes
listening strong as I storied my dreams
I'm not a fool, with wisdom defunct
but there's no leveling me by my memory's decree.


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BABY BOY

Open my eyes Lord let me keep living
For I know that you kept me here for a reason
A chosen one, something my father once said
Honorable while my mother is in this bed
Keep me in your hands Lord 
Put your breath in me
Fill me with your life Lord 
Safe as I can be
Growing and Growing Lord
So my mother and father can see
That you have answered there plea
Let me keep living Lord 
In your walk I will be
Let me keep living Lord 
To show the world
What I will come to be...


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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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His Paradise

I heard my mother speaking to
Me..

From the sky that heaven hidden

His paradise..

An angel was peeping from under

The cloud..

Holding a candle in her right hand

Singing to this child left in this world

Of so much sin..

Her voice sound much like my mother

Sweet and kind the angel spoken to me

Let these words penetrate your mind

Your heart your soul..

Live your life kind and true

Never stray from the true words

And I know you will be with me

In this paradise where you will

Have eternal life..

In the beautiful mystic paradise

That was made for his

Children..


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Sacrifices for Love

I think of my mom everyday.
She always gives me hugs in a special way.
She has told me that whenever I feel lonely and bad, this hug is for when you are sad.
Each day I think of her in a very loving way.
This helps lift my day.
She brings a smile to my face. 
She makes me feel special each and everyday.
As the days get longer,
my mother's hugs get stronger.
It makes my body feel warmer, 
in the love and comfort of my mama.


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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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My dear daughter's

Looking upon your eyes I see the most beautiful and innocent face,
The smiles of each year as you've grown with every trace.
I watch you grow into young ladies but yet so fragile and small,
Those memories are so vivid that I still remember each and every fall.
Small little fingers that wrapped around my thumb.
The small voice that peaked out to amusement and fun.
Grown you might be from a short long ago,
I still remember you both so small from head to toe.
I love you "my dear daughter's" for the love your eager to give.
You have gave me my life full of happiness for as long as I live.
One day I will walk down that isle with you,
To share you with a man and the world that is true.
For now I will keep you for all that you are,
until your ready to spread your wings and fly afar.


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my letter to you mom

As I quietly awake.
I look up to an early sunrise.
I will always think about a dream
to see my mother oneday.
I wonder for all those years.
What does she look like.
What would she say too me.
I'd always dreamth of the day of seeing
you.
Mom you were the light in my sky.
I wish so many times that you were here
with me.
I had so many dreams about you.
I remember the dream like it was yesterday.
I was little and I ran up to you and started to
cry.
I told you,what is a half breed.she bended
down and gave me a hug.
she told me to be strong and never be afarid
in life.
your mother loves you and i'll protect you no mater
what.
I smiled,mom you did gave me a reason too live.
even though my life was cruel and hateful.
i'll always have a mother too love once more.
always david
your loving son


Details | Quatrain | |

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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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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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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Its over

No longer can you break me to pieces,
Rip me apart infront of those I love,
You can’t get to me and that must drive you crazy,
I’m a better person than you will ever be,
Success is definitely the best revenge,

I spent years despising myself,
Just to realise the one who is ill is you,
I should hate you,
But I don’t,
I pity you,
For you must have had somethink,
Really bad happen to you,
For you to end up like that,

The bird has flown the coop,
Never shall it return,
To the hell it once came from,
For that is now dead and buried for all eternity.


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The Kichen Poem Prayer

God bless my little kitchen,
I love it's every nook,
And bless me as I do my work,
wash pots and pans and even cook,
and may the that I prepare,
be seasoned from above,
as we partake of earthly food,
thy table for us spread,
we'll not forget to thank thy Lord,
who gives us daily bread,
so bless my little kitchen,
God and those who enter in,
may they find not but joy'n peace
and happiness within,


Details | I do not know? | |

The Other Side

No boxes left to pack, she turned and closed the door to ride
Folded papers open doors to life on the other side

Her two are small, she knows them well, from her they came to stay
They’re here until tomorrow and then back again today

They grow so soon she thinks and knows they’ll grow a little more
And she is growing--even though she’s younger than before

Her green eyes catch a glimpse of sun, she walks out toward their sound
Of whisper laughs and grab her leg…and leaves they throw around

She’s been there like so much before, remembering the sense
Of strangeness red and freedom blue and personal distance

She knows that fortunes faded gray will shift new like the tide
When she expects them least to pass, now on the other side.


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Women are most precious

The treasure that is a woman
is far greater than silver and gold
the way men treat them brazen and bold
and through it all they stay true
they are but the glue
that holds a family together
and the fuel thats drives a village
eventhough e take from them
rape plunder, and pillage
we have terrorised them in their own home
and yet with a rose and a note
they bless us with a hug and a kiss
I dream of a day when we treasure our treasure
and bless them as they have blessed us
praise them as they have praised us
and lift them up as they have lifted us 
for behind every great man is an amazing woman