We have been together
treasured joy now for many years
we trust each other with our
emotions, with affection, tears,
Any day when you are sick or hurting
I feel your pain - significant other,
when eighter-one needs attention
we help one another...
These mutual friendly feelings
for assistance, approval, support
form our tight bonds,
usually never broken
Sharing visions, time together
we respect each other,
regardless of shortcomings
I know you, "I love you anyway"
Today opening my door to descent the steps to visit my garden
makes my dreams come true, my green garden enlightens
my heart most of the time i spend it there, whispering with
my roses, watching the very old green trees, watering the
green grass, i love it.
Suddenly my heart starts beating just found an envelope with
white roses sleeping at my doorsteps, anxious to discover the
sender, with a huge smile my surprise, it was from my darling,
You are the woman of my dreams, I am taking the liberty to
announce, you are my reason to live, if you are not in my life
I will not tolerate my existence one moment longer, I need to
become stronger to carry you towards our love nest share our
hot body, love the love that will slowly put off that burning fire
between us under our green trees very soon.
Lay your roses down, free your hand to hold mine, together,
we will walk towards our green garden and dream of that day
when our eyes will meet to become bride and bridegroom
surrounded by the green trees everywhere, friends clapping
so hard for us to engage with that beautiful touch of our lips,
a sign you belong to me forever.
Will you marry me my woman with green eyes? Oh! yes yes
I screamed not realizing he is not here but a letter in my
hand, the invitation for my own wedding, how blessed we are.
The weather was happy the full moon lighted up the outside
view to watch my roses blossom and maybe tomorrow we will
walk together not only to get married we will upgrade our
thoughts to the highest peak,we will reach our goals by living
as one, we will enjoy whenever we can and endure when we must,
we will not anticipate trouble or unhappiness about what may
or may not happen, but we will walk towards our green garden,
soon as husband and wife.
We will not allow any obstacle stop us from becoming what
needed to be successful, in love always, my heart was
instantly beating towards positive thoughts a husband to love
to sleep with, to cook, to wash, to wake up in the morning have
our cup of coffee in the fresh air, i will stand by my man,
no matter what.
A beautiful marriage in my green garden, all surrounded by huge
green trees ancient as this house belonged to my grandfather
and I inherited it.
I felt like getting married with all those greeneries surrounding
our guests i will place 100 white chairs on each side on the green
grass, and the aisle in the middle with green ribbons on the chairs,
at the end will be the priest standing behind a white table on it
a beautiful green table cloth the chalice and cross next to the bible
between white roses and greeneries.
I need to sleep to wake up early run to my garden and prepare
the roses to share and whisper to me how beautiful they will
become on that unforgettable day, the green grass will emerge
to beautify their existence for our guests, the huge green trees
will wave endlessly with the wind, a flow of some breeze.
We will be married as soon as he walks through my door,maybe today, tomorrow or after tomorrow.
Now we became a family with my green garden it will live to shine and
share the amazing wedding of two lovers married at last with the green
beauty of our garden.
At that moment my thoughts tried to trick me in a discrete
conversation saying, how do you know you will be happy?
can you guarantee that happiness will exist? those were my
repulsive thoughts, disregarding them, i shook my head
with sophistication a vigorous reply we will become
Thee couple in love forever.
Our unique marriage in our Green Garden Of Eden was televised that day
a huge surprise to us and our guests by a close friend as a wedding gift.
Contest for PD. Nature.. Win N0. 8
Kill a smile with a kiss
The demise of it will visit you in your dreams
Never will I let you
Drown in a pool of angry thoughts
I will be your unexpected smile
Every time I bring u roses b4 valentine
A wet poem I would recite for you
I would make you my 1st rhyme
your heart-beat will rhyme
Twist my beat box
Into a love song
A cartoon I would paint in your heart to keep you smiling
Your twin smiles I would define in vernacular
Though I speak no language from Peninsula
My parents will define your beauty as African splendor
Black mother nation
Smile please smile
I understand the importance
of remaining faithful to the one you love.
When two hearts become one, and the knot is tied,
no simple thing was done!
It really had no resemblance
to taking a stroll through the park.
Though there was much to see
there was far too little time to sit.
It wasn't like watching a terrible film
and then badgering the employees -
no refund was available, this was it.
What I don't understand, however,
is how readily available women
are with their ammunition,
when you so much as look
in another lady's direction.
She becomes hard like a Catholic teacher,
sending me straight to detention.
The female form is a beautiful thing.
Would you not agree?
You don't have to be a guy
to notice how lovely.
I believe you should be incredibly worried
if I never looked at any other.
Even the best of us are quite stupid,
but don't call me disloyal
I believe you should have faith I won't slip up.
You didn't just pick me out of the gutter...
You planted a seed deep inside
and turned this dirt into promising soil.
That girl in the red bikini
who walked daintily on the beach
was simply that -
A girl in a red bikini
walking daintily on a beach!
The truth is I don't know a thing about her:
her favorite color or what she smells of when she wakes,
or whether she's into dogs or cats
(I know when you see a kitten with a ball of yarn, your heart just quakes).
I don't know her ticklish spots,
the perfume she wears, or what she likes to eat.
Can she down just about anything, like you,
And still remain light on her feet?
I haven't the slightest clue
for she is simply a girl passing through.
She has nothing I could ever want,
nothing that would ever hope to satisfy.
She is like a pretty picture
- a reminder of my humanity.
But with you, my dear,
you make me feel like I have wings,
that could so easily touch the sky!
written 17th Sept 2013
When it comes to love, I AM poisonous
don't let me curse another, leave me loveless
For the first time in my life, I felt your pain and cried for your heart
my heart finally hurts, knowing I passed this pain from the start
Please find help to set your heart free
trust me, it's not a life you recover from easily
Damaged goods I told you, unrepairable
but some how, you managed the impossible
Unlovable for my entire life
yet you had no problem, getting me to become your wife
Yes, it's been more than both of us should have ever had to bear
at this moment, every cell in my body is overwhelmed, so I really do care
Please don't enter my life's pain and despair
you don't deserve it, you are so patient and filled with such love
I'm sorry I let myself fall in love knowing it would poison you
soul mates forever and eternity, my love belongs only to you...
The ring on your finger
Your chosen soul’s mate
Uniting two families
Hers and yours
The vows you exchanged
In the presence of Almighty
The handshake between fathers
The colours on your canvas
Your, self woven destiny
Your marriage sealed with a kiss
Blessed in heaven
Your sacred union
Cherish each other
With Respect, Honour
Hold fast to Almighty
Walk hand in hand
Through rough waters
With Love and Understanding
And forever live a peaceful blissful life
Sealed with heaven’s kiss
Fingers crossed spread wide open
my brain is in pain/ a gift so pure
baby rhymes crawl backwards in
stains/ wrapped repertoires come in
venomous rap pains/ chemical
messengers ship signals from one
cell to mythical metaphoric chains /
It’s the birth of new chapters/
Hormones walk tall through walls
when summer reveals winter’s
offspring lyrical babies captured/
Guilty are biters cheaters pledging
the word spread of poetic
descendents/ dippers snap when dirt
is packed overflowing flows the
nation is watching the sexiest figures
of speech/ push push push harder
the rupture of the membrane
dropped long before the poem
started/ push push push harder with
no worries sleepy awesome tongues
lay low on Africa’s bosom/ little
cough drop poems the bladder
carries only few graceful mothers/
the birth of my poems
I always long to see your tender smile
At the beginning of each new day
Because when I see your lovely smile
A sweet happiness will always stay
You lift my heart up inside each day
Making my mind to ride a natural high
Causing me to often daydream of you
Knowing you will never say goodbye
And you have really made my life awesome
All the time spent alone each day with you
For the moments just seem to last forever
Because our hearts always want it to
You easily became the best part of my life
A special gift which in my heart will stay
So that I might embrace your precious smile
With my love at the beginning of each new day.
a schmaltzy little homily to our successful marriage of 32 & a bit years:
In Our time
We have fathomed
& painted whole worlds
Many colours, many times over.
Logic of tiling,
Plumbed the ancient
Mysteries of water,
Sanded, chiselled, nailed
& screwed to make things fit AND stay there!
Only to discover, at the end
Of all this sweat & toil
That the essence of home-building is…
the Level. @
I finished a chapter, a real tear puller. Sue my wife, screamed, “No, No No. You can’t kill her. You can’t kill The Little Red Hen.” I chuckled and said “We’ll see.” I knew I had her then--hooked bad-hooked deep. Suddenly my little story meant something to Sue at least. You know Sue is my wife. I have tried to impress her for forty years or so with little success. But my writing has got her, at least to the point of tears when drunk.
The dolls wed in mock marriage
And lived together
Till they were in rags
And forgotten forever
They too wedded when doll like
Dreamed together like none else
But their marriage a mock
Only lasted for a while
Mock marriage which is of the two?
The dolls’ or of those who are dolls
Who wait for time to turn them into rags
Or choose to be rags before their times???????
There is not enough time
In this day I fear to tell
Of my hearts most secret
Yet I shall try before the
Darkness arrives and the
Last moments of this day
It will be stealing
For as I look upwardly
Upon the sea of stars
Floating above my head
I dream of how it might be
If I was lost in the deep
Darkness of night alone
And the glow of your smile
I could no longer see
I think of the rain falling
Nourishing the deep parts of
My soul as I taste of its
And I wonder what it might
Be truly like in my life
If I could no longer feel
Your hearts embracing bliss
Realizing there will never be
Enough moments in my day to
Let you know how much your
Love means to me
For truly it would take a
Lifetime and more to view
The genuine love many will
Never embrace and see.
My Wife and Her Bruise
Today I gave my wife a bruise upon her sunburnt arm. She screamed her pain, but plain to me in righteous indignity. She said “Ouch you’ve hurt me.” “Remember the Irish!” I yelled. She said words best left unrepeated and slammed the door! Of course I was upset. I ran into the living room. I said, “Don’t slam the door, you’ll ruin it.” “See this bruise? See it? Abuse!” she screamed. I was contrite. I rubbed my amazing tincture on her arm, her bruise faded. “Sue away, Sue,” I said.
It has been almost forty years
Since we had taken our marriage
Vows. Yes, we are still together.
I guess that means something today
Considering most never last
More than, I suspect, a few years;
Sometimes I can understand why
Marriage is not a piece of cake.
In the beginning all is fine
Everything is brand spanking new
But that finish dulls quite quickly.
That moment after the “I do’s”
The gravity of the marriage
Begins to materialize.
Vowing for better or for worse
Were just words uttered thoughtlessly.
Like reciting a bedtime prayer
Never actually listening
To each word we recite by rote
The truth is, marriage is both words
“Better” is a relative term:
What could be considered better
For me would not necessarily
Be the same view held by my wife.
Therefore we are both compromised
And there’s the rub of the matter.
Marriage is a balancing act
That’s between better and the worse.
Learn the knack of juggling the two
The marriage will certainly last.
In those years we’ve become a team
And we’re both still madly in love.