Walking by the river.
It was that kind of day
With the Spring Sun soft and warm
There was a kind of energy
That moved within my form
I could have walked the whole day long
As I felt me, natures pull
Oh Lord those river trails are beautiful.
I passed a group of roos
Who were grazing by the river
Some Parrots screeched above my head
And set my heart a quiver
And as those creatures gave their calls
A Kookaburra laughed
Oh how I love to walk that river path.
It was that kind of day
That you’d like to last for years
With the country air rich in my lungs
And my mind all calm and clear
I could have walked until I dropped
Along that river trail
Feeling good and living in the now.
16 September 2004
the love that has no meaning,
the silver ports of the moon,
shine so bright,
that it blinds you in the twilight
she is beautiful and she is divine
she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales
in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses,
like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines
tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly
throughout the garden of beauty.
As the roses lay along a table,
as she sits at the table
and she waits for me, the wordman
to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine
and sit with her,
start a scene or two of romantic setting,
to pursue love in her name.
Love is around us,
the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair,
as her evening dress glitters and shines
and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky
as we lay together,
we pursue a dream together,
forever we live together forever,
as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene
we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love,
we swallow grapes and drink wine
hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets,
we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece
of his beautiful nocturnes,
which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads.
We stomp out the flames
as we dance the night away,
and you lay in my arms,
and I kiss you upon your lovely head,
and you hold my hand,
and I hold you tight
never thinking of letting your love go away from me,
I would take my own life,
before I lose your love.
See us together,
it is a painting that lasts lifetimes,
that needs no touch-ups.
I care for you and love you!
Love me, I know you will.
My sweet and loving portrait lady,
who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose
that sits on its green stem,
in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window.
Come up to my chambers
as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere
as love's tension grows
and suspence brings us together,
let us make love tonight
seal the passion
and pursue love once and for all.
Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun,
I shall wake next to your beauty and glory,
and I shall point my attention to the heavens
and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road,
toward my chamber door, I call my heart.
Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways
in the garden of beauty
and I shall pick a bauquet of roses
and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love
for one another
and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart.
people are like stars,
some are younger,
some are older,
some are brighter,
some are darker,
some are bigger,
some are smaller,
but in the end we are all the same.
shining bright with our personality.
dont care about what other people think.
its their own opinion.
be unique,be you.
you are who you are, and who you are is all their gonna get.
so shine like a star!!!
The sun kisses my fresh washed cheeks
It’s warming on my face
The breeze rustles my just brushed hair
The mist disappears, its fingers leaving a wet trace.
The birds start to sing
They are late it’s already past dawn
The insects start to buzz
On this fresh brand new morn…
We are happy to awake
A new day to explore
New challenges we take
As we exit through our door.
A chance to do good or bad
The choice is up to you
To be happy or be sad
Or spread a smile or too.
The pink fingers of cloud in the east
Mean red sky in the morning
Will the old saying come true?
Is this a shepherds warning?
As the sun set in the west
Only sunset just last night
The red sky was at its best
That should mean shepherds delight…
Is it shepherds warning or is it shepherds delight?
Now I am so confused, is it morning still or night?
Is it going to be fine, or are storms on the way?
I wish the bloody shepherds would make their minds up today.
© ~GG~ 7/06/2012
Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.
I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.
©2013 Honestly JT
As I pull weeds from cracks in sidewalks
Yout sit on top of thrones made of solid gold
And I pay no mind to the women around me,
Only to your beauty do I hold an Ode.
I see my fair Spanish lady
my daring, sweet rose with thorns,
That run up and down her spine.
As she stops in the daily parade
Waving at the peasants,
She looks at me and summons her guards
Too take me away.
Her beauty is unbearable.
I cannot take not being with her
For a single moment in my life.
Black like coal,
Her smile is bright, as the first rays of the Red Sun
In the dawn.
Her lips painted with ruby lipstick,
her silk laced dress and shawl wrap around her,
Like a beautiful butterfly in her cocoon.
Her skin of olive, dark color and her green eyes.
My God, those sweet and piercing green eyes
Oh, how they hit my soul and make me shiver with excitment.
She is intoxicating and I am intoxicated in her beauty.
She is like an angel, a Latina beauty who walks the streets paved gold,
As I walk the cracked, cobblestone walkways.
She shines in the Spanish sun, like a dimoand in the ruff
As you blow the dust off her sweet brow,
she glows and sparkles with extordinary excellence.
She is beautiful and sweet and kind.
She loves me, but her father minds.
I am only a peasant, and she royalty.
Can our love ever be together in one holy matrimony?
I pray to the Lord, of all that is good,
Please give me a sign that she loves me.
Soon a storm came over,
blowing me down to the ground
And a cloud of dust swallowed me whole.
A great Conquistador on a great white stallion
pulled me up and told me that she wanted to see me.
I shacked with nervous of joy as I followed the warrior.
She was there, under a palm tree
Near a beautiful beach in Barcelona.
She smiled and a glow covered me with passion.
I hugged her and kissed her upon her sweet lips.
I tasted virginity and she tasted loyalty.
We both tasted beauty and harmony.
As the warrior left us,
We made love upon a vigin white sheet,
Soon covered with a flowing river of red.
She moaned with exticy and love was in the air.
The Ode to my sweet Spaniad, Mi Corazon!
We lay there in each others arms
Looking up at a clear night sky
The twilight glimmered ever so softly
And a shooting star blazed across the sky
I kissed her and she kissed me.
I whispered in her, "My love forever"
And she pushed me back upon the sheets
and we made sweet and ever lasting love again.
As we looked in each other's almond colored eyes.
I said to her, in a soft voice, Mi Corazon.
I awoke this morning to the sun in my face ,
Quickly I sat up for I knew it was late .
My sleep has been so good since we came together,
The rest I get the peace I feel will be with me forever.
Can't remember when I have felt so good ,
Finding you has changed my life , I knew it would .
This is not something I would ever take for granted ,
Because I know the seeds of love have been planted .
It will grow and blossum into something so grand ,
Always glowing brightly no matter where I stand .
Not a worry or care do I feel on this day ,
Only joy and happiness will come our way.
I can say this from the bottom of my heart ,
Never will I feel alone when it's cold and dark .
To be awakened by the sun in my face ,
To be honest with you , it matters not if I am late .
Summer is here once again.
The breeze is warm,
I smell salt on the wind.
The same sandy beach between my toes,
The same waters I learned to swim.
Sun burn on my nose,
To the Ocean I dive in.
I submerse myself in the waters of the Atlantic
Warmer than the West Coast Thankfully
Cold, I simply cannot handle it!
Further out I paddle faithfully,
For my mother ocean to keep me sane,
this is my therapy,
to soothe this migraine.
This place gives me energy,
a weakness with a name.
Pleasure Island, NC.
A place hidden with fortunes
and undiscovered fame.
Never could I stray from the ocean
my passions would never be fulfilled
and I would never be the same.
Dedicated to my Dad on Father's Day 2013
The man who introduced me to the ocean and educated me about it and gave me reason to love appreciate and respect it.
My treasure chest
My treasure chest, is not a truth
It’s but a metaphor
For I have never dreamed of wealth
My treasure is much more
It’s filled with the moon, the stars at night
And the sun that shines each day
And the beauty of the darkest sky
That highlights milky-way.
It’s filled with trees, majestic trees
And birds that sing so sweetly
My treasure chest it be filled up
But never though completely
Everything that’s beautiful
Is in my treasure chest
It’s filled with all the countless things
That make me happiest.
My treasure chest is never ending
It goes on till forever
It’s filled with all the love that lives
And the sweetness of together
I need no other treasure chest
This one, it satisfies me
For me, I know with certainty
It contains eternity.
21 July 2013 @ 1018hrs.
The trees stretch silver branches
In the late December sun ,
The robin perched there watches
As we offer him our crumbs.
The elegance of shapes laid bare
Forgives the winter cold.
And side cast sun rays clearly
Touch the embers of my soul.
Too soon the quarter moon will rise
To send the sun away.
So let us all wipe clean our eyes
To see what Winter says.
For all the while the world rotates,
Regardless of our fate.
She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror
My Dearest Little Sister, Hope this finds YOU and YOURS Healthy and High in
the Spirit. Happy Valentines Day Flowers, Candlelight Dinner
would have said chocolate ! but I think YOU said to me
YOU don't eat chocolate maybe a Family portrait
Kisses from big brother Hugs from a big brother
You will ALWAYS be my Sweet Little Valentine
MAY GOD'S LOVE BLESS YOU this Valentines Day
Blessings all that You LO VE, hold dear and Cherish
As Sun Rose this Morning I felt the warmth of your hand
Look past the rising Sun I see a Sister's Loving Smile
I feel little sister's embrace as I also embrace Mandy
Tear of Love fall from my eyes A desire to cross the big Pond
A VALENTINES DAY Handshake To my Brother in Law
The man that lavishes Love upon My Sister, Mandy Tams
To ALL of You My BELOVED FAMILY Here on POETRYSOUP
May LOVE surround each and Every ONE. HAPPY VALENTINES DAy
I try to ignore the squirming Hyde within
And, with effort still,
I raise myself for the last traces
of sunshine and fun.
What was left of the day, I savor for me.
As the withering leaves of silence
have perfected the petals of stillness,
Such absence of sound
Never a serenity to the mind.
Disturbing solitude haunts.
Loneliness seems vivid as reality speaks
Even the poignant sadness never parts
Solitary confinement paints an art.
Like the spectator in a thousand theatre plays,
I achingly wait for the final curtains to part.
Then, as always expected -
Left were the
together with the late sunset wind.
Tiny golden flecks
imprinting on the soft white
laces and trims.
Catching shadow images
of the last rays of brilliance,
blending slowly in yellow embers,
forming orange coals,
turning into sunkissed glow
of a sad goodbye.
ever so softly fading
into dullness and cloudless cold.
And as the night falls,
its shadowy self dances
against the moonlit music of silence.
I listen and search still
for what is left.
No traces of the sun
whose magnificence and radiance
had touched the leaves of laughter
during my daytime slumbering; children frolicking,
early had the mind sensing.
And, gone astray were the seeds of kindness
the day had grown.
It seemed they were sown
by someone I wish I had known.
If only I could frolic
where little lads had been early today -
in the meadows,
by the pond,
along the shores,
around friendly trees and smiling flowers,
with the meadowlarks and chirpy games,
I’d give away anything.
Basking in the sun on such a lemony day,
someone sulks to find it's an emotional burn.
If only I could catch the loveliness of the sun,
I'd give away anything.
Just for something this grand.
The mind wills but the heart groans.
A moment of joy and laughter, so fleeting.
Forgot me, gave away the troubles.
Today could be A DAY,
If only, ever so softly, I could catch the sun.
It’s here at last
At last the spring is really here
The weather’s warm and sweet
The doves up in the seed trays coo
As so peacefully they eat
The fountain plays a melody
As wispy clouds up in the sky
They form in me these images
As the morning passes by
Geraniums in their many hues
They shine out in the sun
The dog runs round with rubber bone
He’s having heaps of fun
The mulberry tree is so alive
She loved that winter rain
She knows as she grows her baby shoots
That the rain was not in vain.
The washing hanging on the hoist
Gives out such sweet perfume
One would think the gentle rose
Was close with tender bloom
Mauve hibiscus dances softly
Within the cooling breeze
And all of this portrayed together
It gives my mind such ease.
9 September 2013 @ 1924hrs.
Oh my sweet and beautiful Penelope
Oh how beautiful you are, and when I see you come down
to the pearl gates of immortality and come down to see me,
as we join hands and walk the shorelines
I see you my beautiful Penelope, she you who walks through beauty,
We shall join in immortality.
Your heart built of stone and paved in golden
you born out of the beauty of a rose and maturity of a lady
you are the one who never sings a depressing and low melody.
My Beautiful Penelope,
The one beautiful lady form Napoli
Oh, how you walk in such glory.
See me look over you and hear my heart beat
for you, I love you, see me for I care about you.
Take it from me, for I shall take you by the hand
and as our shadows rise to meet us in the morning
I can make love to you, then we shall love the night away.
My beautiful Penelope, as I take you through the twilight
we dream of shooting stars falling from the evening skies,
as we hold each other close,
take me and I shall take you and bring each other together,
and fuse us together with a sweet and loving kiss.
She is my beauty and I love her
she takes me by the hand and curels me to her warm chest.
Cares for me,
Makes me laugh,
Makes me feel good and uplifts my soul
everytime I lay my almond eyes upon her beauteous body.
My beautiful Penelope, oh how I see the glory in your blue eyes,
your luxurious, long flowing hair colored golden
like the rays of the morning sun.
Dare to care
about such beauty in her eyes?
Dare to care
about such beauty in her cries,
as she tells me of her suicide struggles?
I hold you close to me
and I hope you to be
my love for all eternity.
See me and I see you to tell me about you and your day,
as you come home and say,
That you love me.
And I shall say I love you too,
with a zealous attitude in my voice
I shall take you into our room and you shall tell me about your day.
You shall tell me, under the shadows of the trees, the houses, the red rocks.
I shall show you love in a handful of roses,
deliver you a bouquet of roses and violets,
as we see the breeding lilacs grow tall,
we shall lay in the grasslands and look up at the clouds,
that shape themselves into beautiful paintings in the glorious blue sea
we call the sky.
Oh My beautiful Penelope
my glorious maiden lady,
who sings such beauty in her melody
that it brings tears to nightingales' eyes.
My beautiful Penelope, you are my love
here are a dozen roses for you to express and show my love for you,
my beautiful Penelope.
Love is eternal with you.
Ah, the september weather is here,
the trees turn firery red and orange,
and the leaves gently fall to the surface.
Fall is here,
and the grass turns from green to yellow,
the souls of many change their ways.
From going on beaches in sun
to walking on wet streets,
with jackets on.
September weather is here,
too most it is depressing to see,
such change in the world.
But I love it.
The girlfriends and boyfriends go away,
and that makes me happy.
Then I go apple picking.
I pick red apples,
from low, hanging apple trees.
and I eat one, while walking down the trail.
Fall is here,
the time of death,
the last of sunshine.
I don't argue,
I love fall,
it is so cosy and it gives me hope.
Hope that a day will come again,
when the sun pops its head out
and the warmth returns.
September weather is the best,
when summer is gone, but not quite,
and the cool breeze sweaps through your open windowpane.
I love fall,
it gives me hope,
that with death comes life.
Spring is coming
Six more weeks, that’s all there is
The Spring is on her way
Even now some shrubs make buds
It’s a lovely winters day
And all the birds seem more alive
Like something’s in the air
Soft green branches through the window
Say Spring is everywhere.
Tomorrow will be cold again
Perhaps they’ll be no sun
That’s the way it mostly goes
When the winter knows it’s done
It gives a little then grabs hold
Then slowly fades on out
Yet soon the Spring will hold on tight
I feel it all about.
There’s something special about the Spring
That gets into my soul
A kind of live ness in the air
That makes me feel so whole
I cannot wait for spring to come
There’s a tingle in my spine
Just to walk in the Springs warm sun
Makes my essence feel divine.
13 July 2013 @ 1600hrs.
These pretty little creatures
On the serpent road to Exmouth
They be some of the features
Along with Emus, Kangaroos
And handsome birds of prey
These little goats be bountiful
They’re all along the way.
They be domestic goats
Who’ve gone back to the wilds
Where they have bred one million fold.
As one moves along the miles
These little goats be seen so much
In their many shades and hues
Don’t know where they got their water
It be tough country too.
The weather here be hot and dry
As the sun bakes everything
And mostly here no rain does fall
To drinking water bring.
And yet these goats look healthy as
Such nimble little beasts
You’d see some dead there in the road
As the crows do have their feast.
That be the price of progress
That poor beasts have to die
That be the curse of human beings
Sometimes it makes me cry
Yet still they be so plentiful
These handsome little guys
Another little part of nature
That make love in me rise.
My love intended for the girl of my dreams,
she walks from side to side,
not knowing that I walk alone.
She is beautiful than any other thing in this simple world,
everything around her shakes and trembles
as she walks on by without a spare of a passing glance.
The wine is drunk
the last cigarette smoked,
the pain of heartache gone away.
It feels good to see her go my way,
to take the pain with her away from me,
as I sit in the wayward cafe on the river of ashes.
A beautiful girl she is mine,
but that course of life shall no surpass mine,
and my heart beats and takes me away
in hope of falling in love.
Irony of love and hate,
it is similar in many ways,
as I sit and think of her.
She angers me,
but when the vail of anger falls over my eyes,
the passion of love enters my mind.
Come now, take me away,
hold me in your beauty,
and love me with your gentle body.
Go into the gardens,
where the nightingales sing,
and sit at the patio's crossway.
Watch the artists paint pictures of the garden,
watch the writers write about the garden,
and watch us go and pick flowers in the garden.
The air smooth and wind breeze calms the nerves,
the pain of my sorrowed heart is soothed,
by her sweet intellegence and beauty.
Her eyes, orbs of blazing sunlight,
blind me with the beauty of her beauteous face,
her lips and skin smooth and pure.
She is glorious,
My love she is the dream girl,
who comes and takes my nightmares away from me.
As I sit on the park benches,
I light my last cigarette,
and reminicse on the days with my love.
I close my tired eyes only for a moment,
and the moment is gone,
my beauty is gone.
The tears are all gone,
the pain has gone,
the feelings of everlasting love are all gone.
Where did it all go?
Where did my beauty go?
Where did my love go?
All gone now, all gone now,
as I grow old,
the feeling of death takes me by surprise.
The park bench is cold,
the cigarette is burnt out,
I am longing for a drink.
I lay in a wayward cafe
drink a coffee and talk to myself
discussing a book of poetry.
Looking over to the right
I am blinded by beauty once again
this time this is no dream.
Alas, my dream girl came
that appeared in my sunny pleasure dome,
who has walked barefoot in the gardens of my mind.
She sat with me,
I looked at her
and we smiled together.
We held hands together,
and dreamed together,
forever and ever.
cigarettes smoked together.
A cloud over our heads
in the shape of a heart
~~~ Happy Birthday~~~
May Spring flowers bloom especially for you
and birds sing you awake on your special day.
May the morning sun kiss the newly born dew.
May the sun shine bright 'til the moon's on it's way.
Your birthday should be as beautiful as you
and nothing less than a perfect day will do,
so I wish you a Happy Birthday, my dear.
May love and joy be with you thoughout the year.
by Francine Roberts
for Linda Marie's "May Magic" contest
She said baby I have to go,
I said girl you don't need to go,
Because baby I want you to stay,
'Til the sun rise,
'Til the end of the night,
I said baby I'm feelin you,
And I'm fallin in love with you,
Which is somethin I never thought I would do,
But, I did today,
So girl, Why don't you stay,
Why don't you stay, 4x
'Til the sun rise,
'Til the end of the night,
She said baby I have to leave,
I said girl I don't want you to leave,
My darling please stay with me,
'Til the night end,
Then come back again,
Because baby we have a chance,
For us to have a great romance,
So, girl take my hand and dance,
You don't have to go,
Baby don't go,
'Til the sun rise,
'Til the end of the night,
Rushing through lusty August towards
A vault of blue, a longing promise.
It is like waiting for the visiting moon,
The day when the silver light shimmies past
My bedroom curtains, and I will look up
And I will feel the burning of the heart.
Mist will pour down from the Sun
And the same mist will fall from my mouth.
I will no longer be in need and
It will all sliver pass me.
pizza and beer, hot summer breezes
marinara flavor, and melted cheeses
sourdough knows how to navigate my soul
pizza pie is my food goddess idol
soft with a hint of warmth, freshness absorbed
one bite and oh lord, a believer is born
out the oven, 510 degrees, cut on the stone
save a piece, foodie lovin, just me at home
i will eat this till none, newcastle havin fun
watch a setting sun, shadows start to run
things i live for, pleasures that keep me awake
refreshing brews, and a homemade pizza to bake
It’s morning time at Nornalup
A new day, it is born
The river flows so lazily
Reflecting all the morn
The Tingle trees on the other side
So strong and silent, they
As morning sun enhances them
At the birth of each new day.
I sit here on this little bench
And watch the morning born
I see it as it turns from night
And heralds in the dawn
Oh how that sleepy little river
Reflects this morning show
Of fluffy bushes, midst strong trees
It gives them such a glow.
A Kookaburra, how he laughs
Awaking brand new day
He flies above the lazy river
As he goes upon his way
He looks for something in the grass
A snake, something to eat
I sit here and enjoy this show
It makes life so complete.
Two ravens fly above my head
And give out lonesome calls
As brown ducks waddle here and there
It’s all so beautiful
In this lovely paradise
Beside the Frankland river
Oh so much blessed harmony.
This scene, it does deliver.
11 June 2013 @ 1404hrs.
Awww… These are Happy Dance Ramblings… When you get someone to listen… You just have to go for it… Bet you didn’t know that I’m like super doper man... Put me behind a computer and I take off… Put my glasses on and I’m just plain old Clark Kent… Didn’t know I had it in me… But enjoy my time in the clouds… I don’t have happy genes… I have Super doper man genes… LOL
Change is in the air! I awoke and haven’t stopped running since… It’s kinda like jumping from stone to stone in a creek… Fun but occasionally slippery, but a good swim never hurt anyone... Last one in is a poopy pants…The Trolls want to come, too, so be careful… They’re a klutzy and might get in the way… or splash all the water out…LOL… Better hurry before they get here… Yee Haww!
Someone said ladies swoon… I don’t swoon… I just sigh… If some guy lies I just sic the Trolls on them… or the Dragon… If he’ll listen… Probably not… Quit pooping on my roses Silly Dragon! There go the Trolls! … Doesn’t anybody listen… Sigh!… See! They did it again… Those guys made me sigh!… LOL
When it storms I have 3 big dogs and 2 cats trying to climb into my bed… We all just snuggle in… Oh NO!… Not the Dragon, too! Owww! Silly Dragon just pushed me out of bed!… Dumb Dragon!
After the rain the sun brings everyone out with gleams in their eyes… Even the Dragon. But I don’t trust him... I know that gleam means he’s up to something… One of these days I’m going to get me that Dragon… EEEWWW! He just snorted all over me! Grandpa Troll! The Dragon just snorted ALL over me! This is snot right! Oh No! Now the dragons grinning… Don’t ask questions. Just Run…Hurry Up!… He’s gaining! Grab the pitch forks! He’s heading for my roses! AGAIN! Darned old poopy dragon!
I bet that darned Dragon would listen to you.! You want him? He knows how to fertilize roses REAL well! Well, that is... if you don’t give him a lot of attention! He likes LOTS of attention! I can spare him for a while. Might help my roses see some sun again… I think they’re getting a MIGRAINE! Really!
AWW! Grandpa Troll has me sitting beside the lake with the Dragon on the other side. He said we need to make nice, nice, and to soak up all that sunshine… The dragons making it worse! At least I can take off my fireproof suit. His flames don't reach across the lake… NaNa NA NaNA You mean, old Dragon! Serves you right… Hope it gives him heart burn! Get it?… Fire, Burn! LOL… Grandpa Troll says we sound like two little kids fighting. HA! We’re BIG kids!…
There is a place,
a magical wonderland
that sits at the end of your mind,
and everybody dead and living
goes there when they are tired.
It is a place that is special
and is diffrent to stand to your approval.
It is a nighttime wonder
only open from eleven to five
and you can only come,
if you truely believe.
It is a place
where the streets are paved gold,
peace runs through every corner and avenue,
no jails, no hospitals
because there is no crime and no sickness.
The skies are always blue,
and the clouds are all white,
the sun is blazing hot
and the woman all give you a wink of an eye
and all blow you kisses,
where the men want to be you,
and where the women want to sleep with you.
It is a nighttime wonder,
a special place,
in the back of your mind.
It is real, not imaginary,
nothing is fake about this place,
this is where dreams come true,
where there are no cancers, headaches, toothaches,
no wars, no enemies, no hangovers,
no schools, no politicians, no lawyers, no greed,
no sin, no temptation, no demons or devils;
everything is beautiful, and everything grand.
A piece of Heaven on Earth.
Everyone is happy,
all with a smile on their face,
not a frown in sight.
Songs are sung with the most beautiful of voices
and the sweetest of songs sung.
This place is a nighttime wonder.
When you tuck yourself under the sheets,
grab your pillow, or girlfriend, or boyfriend
husband or wife, or even your favorite stuffed friend,
we all go to this special nighttime wonderland.
A place of joy, a place of happiness,
a place where you go to forget
a mini vacation.
Till that alarm clock's annyoing buzz comes on
and pulls you out of that nighttime wonder
and places you back into reality.
looking outside thinking what a beautiful day as I hear the cars, trucks, buses, and vans go by, but still thinking what a beautiful day, hearing the children playing outside , as the weather people say on the news its hot out today as they say that its suppose to get up to 90 degrees, people are thinking that Missouri having some weird weather, thinking yes that right, one minute its cold then the next minute its hot, don't know what to do, weather to get out the summer things or not, cause this weather can really get people sick, sitting here looking out the window as I wait on my bus, thinking that it might get up to 100 degrees outside today,
by: Sheena Shenia Jackson
Why would I swap?
What have they, these men of wealth?
What could they give to me
I have the skies the clouds the rain
I have eternity
For I would live within this now
Expecting naught at all
Because this world, all by itself
Is so, so beautiful.
I see them with their dull, glum faces
No hint of any smile
And yet I’m supposed to envy them!
With all their wealthy style
No belly laughter comes from them
Cause this be all dried up
As for the joys of life itself
They hardly fill the cup.
While birds are singing in the trees
And the stars shine bright at night
While the flowers smell so wonderful
And the birds give sweet delight!
Oh, I could go on all day long
Why would I want at all?
When my world is oh, so beautiful
And theirs seems oh, so cruel.
2 August 2013 @ 0740hrs.
By: Sami LaRose
Life these days is great, I’m so glad I finally got rid of all this hate
College essays and choosing schools is stressful, but it’s nothing to truly worry about until next fall
Still myself as always I refuse to change; that has always driven others insane
My life was once filled with broken hearts, lost loves and crushed romances but that is now a day in the past, new beginnings at last!
As the sun starts to rise, I rise with it as well, and I get ready for this no longer place I used to call hell.
Finally happy and cheerful just like my old self, it feels great now to feel like I’m not burning in hell
As the seasons begin to change, there are no thoughts of you inside my brain
Free at last! How it feels so good, I almost feel as free as I once did during childhood
With the past be hide me, and now looking towards the future, all thoughts of my lost love totally disappear
It is nice to feel this way again, to be able to go out into the world and make a stand
I am no longer fearful, I am brave.
I am happy to finally be able to see better days, as the sun stops rising and it is now morning
I think of all the times where I wish I did not exist, and just think
“Wow, I could of missed all of this”
Waking up with a smile
Felt so strange
I look out the window
And see the sun
There's a feeling
I long did forget
I found someone special
Who makes my heart beat
Saw her in a vision
From behind my lost dreams
An awaking for me
To stop hiding inside
I will step from the darkness
Out into the light
I start off my day
With a spring in my step
I'll bask in the sunlight
Coming from up above
Deep blue fading to light blue
On the horizon tinted pinkish orange
Minutes before the sun comes up
To sit and watch in wonder.
A thick for in the valley below
Not quite reaching the summit
Gentle breeze blowing thru the trees
Dew upon the last summer grass.
Light sweet smell in the air
Fresh and clean like new
A sense of contentment and ease
Tranquility all around me.
The sun new peeks over the horizon
To see what’s in store for it
On this brand new day
Not a cloud in sight.
I do not know?
We can either be miserable
Or we can be positive.
When we are miserable
The forecast is always cloudy.
When we are positive,
The sun is always on the way.
I've heard this several times in different ways,
That's why I'm not putting my name on it.
I do not know?
Early one morning the sky
Was filled with so much sadness
As it watched the dark clouds
Began to form
So thick was the clouds the sun
Decided to rest
The sky began to cry with
Such a mighty down pour
It spilled over the hills and
Mountains the water flowed
It cried all that day and cried all
“Oh” how sad the sky felt that
Day without the sun to shine and
Dry it’s tears
The sun rose early at the dawning
Of a new day coming
Peeping from behind the dark “ole”
The sun decided to come on out and
Warm the sky
And send the dark clouds running, running
And the sun
Wiped the tears free from the beautiful
The sky was so happy it smiled and danced
And showed it’s beautiful blue lining
While the sun shine bright and smile so
“Oh” how happy it was this one Special day
I do not know?
BEFORE THE SUN NEVER SHINED,.
THERE WAS NEVER A MOON,
THEN YOU APPEAR AND THE SUN ARISES,
I SEE THE VERY FIRST MOON IN AGES!
BEFORE YOU THE FROWN ON MY FACE NEVER FADED,
FEELING GLOOMY, LONELY, SAD, ANGER, AND PAIN,
IT WAS ALL ENGRAVED IN MY HEART,
THERE YOU WERE IN AMONGST THE BAD EMOTIONS.
I SAW THE CLEARING AND CLOSED MY EYES JUMPING RIGHT ON IN,
I GOT A SURPRISE AND A SHOCK,
ALL THESE EMOTIONS CHANGED,
THEY CHANGED TO HAPPY, COMPLETE, HARMONY, PEACE, AND LOVE,
BEFORE YOU I WAS BLIND,
I WAS DEAF,
BOTH BECAUSE OF THE WORLD AROUND ME,
IT ACTED AS MY ENEMY,
WHICH ALL CHANGED THE MINUTE YOU ENTERED MY LIFE,
I COULD SEE AS FAR AS THE I COULD SEE,
HEARD MANY HAPPY UNKNOWN WORDS,
I NOTICED THERE WAS SO MUCH I NEVER KNEW,
REALIZED THE WORLD IS BIG,
AND THERE’S MORE TO IT THAN JUST WHAT WAS TRAPPED INSIDE OF ME.
BEFORE YOU I HAD SO MANY FEARS,
I KEPT SHELLED UP INSIDE OF ME,
NOW THAT YOU’VE BECOME NEAR,
I NO LONGER HAVE ANYTHING TO FEAR,
IF I DO, YOU JUST EMBRACED ME IN YOUR LOVE.
NOW THAT IT’S THE PRESENT,
I HAVE YOU ALWAYS NEAR,
I’M NOT AFRAID OF ANYTHING,
IN MY HEART I KNOW…
THAT WHENEVER I HAVE A BAD DAY YOU’LL ALWAYS BE THERE,
THERE TO HOLD ME, REASSURE ME,
AND SHOW ME WHAT LOVE REALLY MEANS,
WHAT IT MEANS TO UNDERSTAND THINGS I NEVER DID,
THERE WILL NEVER BE ANYMORE CONFUSED FEELINGS,
WITH YOU I ALWAYS UNDERSTAND,
I’M SO HAPPY TO HAVE YOU IN MY LIFE,
I NEVER THINK BEFORE YOU ANYMORE…
Standing on the lowest point on the earth
With burning heart giving me sensation of hearth
On such a cold dark night
Without a vision of an angel upon my sight
I wonder by here all alone each and every day
Without my heart, my life, passing through my way
Oh my sun has left me never to rise
Leaving me helpless, my life’s a despise
But my love, you are worth all the while
The whole world stops with your single smile
I’m just a admirer nothing more than that
My life’s a cold floor now, you were my mat
By those sweetly spoken words form your lip
My heart runs, your words are always there to keep
Worse than me, my heart’s the one who’s hurt so much
I miss your smile, your voice your silent touch
Every time I dream I miss you
Feels like holding you picture and kiss you
Years have gone but you I haven’t forgotten
Guess how hard it’s to live without a sun
Ask me the pain of that, it’s been ages
That’s the only reason I’m filling blank pages
Rejoice in life is not for me
Pain in heart, happy for others to see
Like the candle burning beside me, my heart burns
Through these veins of mine, your vision runs
It’s so hard to hold the tears filled in the eyes
To search for the sun at night in the skies
To be in dark room full of fears
With songs of depression into my years
It’s so easy to be a girl, loved by all
Unlike boys, never happy in life, always to crawl
Surrounded by the world I’m just a pawn
Without you in my head form dusk to dawn
For as your love I’m out of tear I can’t cry
I’m so young now for me to die
But to die for you, you are really worth it
Still I’m alive, for us to meet
Its not that I can’t die for thee
I can’t live without you in front of me to see
How can I even think of dying?
I’d rather be happy like this, always crying
I’ll wait for you till I make sea of tears
I’ll really wait even if it will take thousand of years
You are really beautiful and always jolly
My dear I’m ugly and always melancholy
You my love, your life’s always a bloom
But my life, oh poor me always a gloom
Without a single picture of you, I wait
Without my heart by my side, my life still a gait
A sad feeling inside my heart, always to born
Life full of pain sorrow and frisson
Sitting on my bed, this precious time I kill
The empty blank pages on copy is what I fill
Life’s what you decide, not of your fate
Life's not full of love it's full of hate