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Dreams Of Reality

Dreams Of Reality
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears

A difference of a world a way
A distance of a different kind
Love is blind and divine
Hold my hand
Let us touch the sunshine
On this hill of heaven we stand 
I pray

From one another 
Life and the world will never take us
Unless it’s together
Then we will become forever
Never leaving each others presence
Our bond becomes stronger in living
With every day
I stare into your glare
Wishing we live on; and long 
Strong and healthy 
We will grow old
In a happy union together
Looking beside me
Coming to a reality
You’re not there
My dreams are not reality 
My love has perished. 

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A Woman's Worth

A Woman’s Worth
By Nate Spears

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

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

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Indefinite Love

I saw a young lady who was so perfect that she made my heart beat
I could not figure it out and now I really don't know I had to take a seat
She smiled like an angel in the heavens with glorious blinding teeth
She seems so kind and full of life and never put people beneath
I do not have a bad thought or a moment without any ease
I notice that because she pulled me up and smiled with a tease
She kept things close to her like my hand and my heart
She knew that I was just the man that gave her a good start
I never had a thought of leaving because of a fight
I will never part with her because she is my sight
She looks forward at all times and never looks back
She knows how I am if some one would hurt her I would attack
I will never leave her side with out her knowing she is safe and sound
I am the man of her dreams I will never let her down hard on any ground
She loves me with all her heart and I know this because she gives me the look
She knew how long I waited for her to notice me, I remember it was long time it took
I waited by her side when she was ill and could not walk 
I held her hand and made her smile when I told her I love her, when I talk
She noticed it in my voice the feelings with care
She never looked at me in a blank stare

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Love Fast , Run Far

Patrick Kail
Long ago I lost a precious thing that used to lift me up as it lifted burdens shouldered with it's way of 
tender holding .How barren now that what has left it's mark to shame us .Just in a role and this acheless 
rage so apt a trick it lies alone as so in many ways reaching each as it denied us. Tertiary paid in knowledge 
first an icon green so paramount.Strip ped barren now and left us naught but naked thoughts of whats 
spilled a path while denying everything but woe to us the wickedness to whats yet still left so easily still 
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Patrick Kail
Love Fast Run Far 

by James P Kail Wednesday April 17th 2013
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The Woman and the Fisherman

There was a young woman living by the sea.
Her house was on the shore owned by her family.
The house of a fisherman that was tall and slender,
Was built on an island opposite to hers.

It was a starry night when they met.
Fisherman was on water preying fishes with net.
He saw a woman drowning in the sea,
She was caught by his baits accidentally.

The fisherman came to save her;
Brought her home and offered food and water.
Under the moon,they laughed and talked,
Footprints marked the sand as they walked.

The moonlight flashed in both eyes,
Hidden feelings suddenly arise.
Hearts were pierced by Cupid's dart
Filled the place with love and art.

Came the sun rise and ended their night,
Woman needs to go home and leave his sight.
Poor young fisherman can’t defy;
Hugged her and kissed goodbye.

Days have passed but memories still in mind.
On the balcony she sits, staring on the opposite side.
So she went to the opposite island to see him,
But found fisherman and his wife and child with him.

The woman stepped back and went to the shore;
She drowned herself for life’s not good anymore,
But someone stopped her and grabbed her.
It was fisherman who gladly said “You came back” and pulled her out of the water.

Out spoke the woman, --”You’re now married, so let me die!”
“What? I’m not married, you’re telling a lie!”
“I went to your house and saw you with your wife and child!”
“That’s my twin brother”, the fisherman smiled.

Now, it’s the fisherman and the woman living by the sea,
In an island where they both dwell happily.
With the moon above, they exchanged their vows so quiet,
On a lovely night where the stars are bright.

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They ran laughing
Into the night.
Hand in hand.
Heart in heart.

Twenty-One, and Nineteen.
Forging new pathways,
Skirting danger,
Laughing at the wind.

It took only 
A second,
A heartbeat,
For the driver
To mow them down.

It took only
A second,
A lifetime
For love realized
to be lost.

But years before
He stood next to his father
Who said the choice is yours.

And the proud young man
Checked the box
And signed his name

Not knowing
That the heart
He gave the girl
Would not be
His to give.

Seven hours
Of waiting,

Seven hours
Of holding breaths
And hands,
And the heart
Began to beat


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LOVE Conquers All - Scene 3

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

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

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A man with no plan

Running down the Valley
And the script cant lie at all 
The fasting sun rises
The harder the fall
It aint fair
It isn’t the end 
But to forgive me 
Is the pain you cannot mend
To put it in your shoes
And you remain strong 
Im weak
Cause for me this road 
Is no dead end 
And this useless blood I leak 
Red roses and violent skies cannot retrieve 
What has been lost 
And im stuck in grief 
Believe me when I say Im sorry
Acknowledge my pain
Cause too many tears have dropped
Too many shed like rain 
Left me in vain
And here I stand hopeless
Just another chance
And ill put your needs in focus
Like the bright eyes of a locus
I merely adopted the heart ache 
Like you my best friend
But your moving on 
Put me aside and lets pretend
All I needed was a hand
To hold me at my worst
Wings to raise me at my weakest
Forever I stand
A man with no plan

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A cup of coffee

A cup of coffee
It all started with
I asked her
To give me a treat
She nodded and
We sat down
I stared at her eyes
They were enticing brown
Her beautiful hair style
Or her alluring smile
I was getting attracted
She was ordering meanwhile
`Two cups of coffee’ 
`With some salty dish’
I interrupt 
She asked ,
`Is this combo not abrupt??’
`So much of sweetness in 
Your company and coffee!!’
I smartly answered
`Coffee is yet to come’
She wondered
I started flirting
She never opposed
She smiled 
She laughed
I touched her hand 
She turned red as rose
We finished our coffee
She paid the bill
We took a walk
Beside the hill
Both felt the breeze
We crossed the crease
I leaned towards her
And gave her a kiss
She closed her eyes
As if she was ready 
For the surprise 
I was Amazed
As she gifted me twice
This wouldn't happened
If it was not started
With a cup of coffee
I am about to get a girlfriend
I am so happy 

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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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Belle's Day

Little Preshy Preshy trying to impress hidden fresh buttons
So down to earth i could pick you up even if i fumble
You sister hood my hood-ness in me till my ears turn into functions
You child a sister with a train of smiles that bottle passion

In birth you must have had piles and styles of 
life's appreciated stanzas in all poetic judgments
I bow before your spirit, for you Queen your surroundings with pounds of outstanding heart flames 
Love should give you unexpected roses not stains
This poem is a gift i long to plant in your gifted chest believe me
Though words can never paint your born day in fine art sickness,
its my remedy
The world is field with smiley diseases of felonies

Take a flight to nowhere and return with more clans that know your temple
Press the birth button while killing fears
Impress Isabel with a doorbell for she cleans her heart with smiles far from cooler bags
Your circle is shielded by hugs and lipsticks
Impress Isabel with a doorbell for she cleans her heart with smiles not illegal favors 
Let Preshy Preshy row before her words start drilling bad manners in your day 
Happy day

(c) Raymond Ngomane

A dedication to Isabel's Birthday

Preshy Preshy : A nickname given to girls named Precious.

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Finishing the Dream

As I tried to pull her along with me and our eyes started adjusting to the darkness, 
we realized that she was not suffering from some sort of paralysis.  Instead, a pair 
of large harry hands protruded through the sidewalk and were each wrapped 
around one of her ankles.

I am not sure why, but I unzipped my pants and started to urinate on the hands.

“What are you doing”, cried my girlfriend, full of fear.

“Our urine is like acid on their skins”, I answered, not really sure how I knew this.

She stared at me with a quizzical look on her face as if she, too, was afraid to ask 
how I knew that – fearful of what my answer might be.

As the skin burned off the large hands, my girlfriend was able to step free and we 
started running down the darkened city street.

Off in the distance was a barely perceivable blinking red light marking the 
destination I was heading for.  Even though it felt like we were running in place and 
in slow motion, the red light grew larger and larger with each lethargic step.

Finally, we reached our destination.  It looked like a domed baseball stadium 
hovering five feet off the ground.  I approached a door-like structure and 
yelled, “Permission to enter the ship” – only the sounds that came out of my mouth 
were strange bleeps and blips. 

“No humans allowed”, boomed from the spaceship in the same bleeping language 
that I had just used.

“It’s okay – she’s with me”, I responded.  My girlfriend took a step back, stared at 
me with terror in her eyes – eyes that then rolled back as she started to fall in a 

Just in time, I stepped toward her and grabbed her before she crashed onto the 
ground.  Her weight and momentum took me down with her in a soft landing with 
me cushioning her fall.

It was then that I awoke to find my girlfriend on top of me having somehow aroused 
me enough to be pleasuring her in my sleep.

"Oh, you feel so good", she moaned ...only, it came out in bleeps and blips.

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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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We went to the concert, my cousin and

While we tried to find parking, a man in a yellow beetle hit an Acura, thought that no one was 
looking and quickly looked for another space. My cousin didn't notice, but I saw his

Interlude 21min

Later on, when we were actually in the auditorium but before the concert, I saw the beetle 
driver and his girlfriend four rows closer to the stage than my cousin and I, and dead-center 
to boot. 

An evil idea bit me in the tit.

I got up and signaled my cousin to follow me, and when he asked what I was up to I just 
chuckled and told him to act tough and follow my lead.
We walked towards beetle-man.

When at last we reached the hit-and runner, I tapped him on the 
He turned around, eyes shining like a doe's within the halogens.
And who could blame him? 
he was looking at me and my cousin, two six-foot tall men with broad shoulders and angry 

"Hey! You're that idiot who just hit my Acura in the parking lot and drove off!" I barked out 
as loud as I

He turned dead white, the poor guy. 
I barely succeeded in not bursting into 

"Well now you've dunnit buddy-boy, you done gone too far and you're gonna die!" I emoted 
in trailer-court-elizebethan as I lunged at him. 

He was wiry thin though, and a fast little thing. 
Before I could blink he was running up the aisle towards the doors so fast he didn't even see 
that my lunge was fake.

his girlfriend trailed him only by seconds.

I sat down in my new third row, center stage seat and laughed, motioning for my cousin to 
join me.

He did, but shook his head dissapprovingly at me as he did.

"What in the sam-hill was that all about, cuz? Do I have to remind you that you don't own an 
Acura?" He asked heatedly.

"No. I know I don't own an Acura. But for a while at least, 
A. I own these seats 

B.That poor kid we scared off will never, ever hit-and-run anyone again. 

C. I proved a very important point to you."

"What exactly is that, oh great and wise Geofferini, king of the mouth-breathers?" he 
questioned sardonically.

"I proved that you're a dillhole." I socked him on the shoulder.
"But I love you anyway, cuz." 

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Steal the Kiss, By Wily Means

Steal the Kiss, By Wily Means

She had just turned 17 and I had loved her since she was fifteen!
She had long, long dark brown hair, was prettier than newborn pups and had a smile that melted my heart!
Softest voice in the world and a genuine love for caring for others!
I was a year younger and very shy but we had over that two year time talked often .
I could tell she liked me but I was too afraid to mess it up by going too far too fast.
And there it is folks, that 'ole fear that holds so many back--fear of rejection and/or of messing up a good thing. When one thinks the treasure is or could be theirs one day they are careful not to blow things. And often being too damn careful is the culprit that blows it all to hell.

As things progressed(ever so slowly) I noticed this gorgeous girl had no boyfriend and had turned down cold those that had boldly asked her out ! That had to be a sign she had somebody else on her mind!
To play it safe I began a long range plan . To get the curious cat I told her I had two big secrets I could never tell anyone in the world! I brought this up every time we talked and finally she started asking me to tell her!

That was exactly what I wanted yet I played it out a few weeks more. Until finally I knew she was bursting to find out.
My Pandora plan had worked like a charm.She was in a tizzy to find out those secrets!
Then the time came.. We were alone in her backyard, no soul about other than we two. I mentioned my secrets again.
 She begged me to please confide in her. 

Thats when I did it , tripped the trigger so to speak. I boldly declared it will cost you for me to tell.
Without missing a beat she asked , cost me what?
Eureka! I knew the bait had been taken ! I then very shyly said it is embarrassing for me to say what. She persisted . 
I then said , ok, will cost you a kiss! She was surprised but took it in stride. She then said ok, if thats all I'll do it! 
But only if you tell me the big secrets. I agreed to that and suddenly she planted a big one right on my lips,
putting a lot into it as she hugged me !
Like finding a pot of gold, I was suddenly a billionaire in love..
Then it came-- what are those secrets?
I smiled and said this, first one is -"I have been desperately wanting to kiss you for two long years"!
She laughed and then asked, "and the second secret is"?
I came back with this, "and I was wondering if it would as great as I imagined it would be"!
"Well, was it she shot back"? I could only nod like a red-face young fool. 

She was floored methinks. She blushed and then came the sweetest gift of all. She grabbed me and kissed me long and hard!
She then laughed and said, " I have been waiting for you to make the first move for a long, long time. What took you so long"?

Thats when it hit me, fear of losing, fear of rejection sho' makes a lot of people lose out on a lot of time! Time that could have been put to much better use!

Later that day I apologized for my tricking her into the kissing deal.
She then shocked me by her reply.
"I was sure it was something about you and me, most likely that you wanted for us to be a couple, go steady or yes even kiss. 
I played along(--get this folks--) because I did not dare act too fast with you because I did not want to lose a good thing"!
Thats when I found out, when it comes to love , the gals are light-years ahead of we guys yet even they succumb to fear!

Fear can be a good thing but far too often it holds us back. Facing that fear and conquering it should be a well practiced policy
in life. Lucky for me that I later put that all to good use. As I had a great longing to date "almost" every beautiful and sexy gal I met ..
But that story is for another day.

Note: As promised from my first narrative here is the one about the stolen kiss.
I use the word stolen  but really it was only a bit of wily planning on my part..
Later found out the pretty gal was smarter than I on this stuff..