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A poem for YOU

In this world of Uncertainties I’m the man that you can trust And in my words of sincerity That my love would never last. And if you could only feel, what i feel for you You can ask me “why?” so you can see the truth Like our love that tightens the rope, Like a light that would give us hope. As you watch the dark skies Let me grab the moon for you, And as I catch the bright stars That’s the way you can see me through As this planet turns as it always will And things go wrong and you don’t know what to feel Hold my hand for it will make us strong Like a wind, we will carry on The wind blow that sings a hymn for you For they know what does love means for the two Love is blind, and not deaf So how’s success if you’re not ready to bet? In this poem with full of rhymes, A full of love, Babe can you be mine? I don’t expect too much from you Why should I? If you complete my whole. “Till death do us part” that’s what they have said But why do struggles crash them ahead? Don’t ask me when my love will last, To count all of our quarrels, is that a must? Now and Forever is all that I promise No day dreaming and without reminiscence As the matter of time, as the time passes by Together we stand, together you and I
A poem for my Girlfriend for our anniversary :) pls comment and rate... you are free to judge and criticize my work :) God Bless

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A February Mid-Life Musing

Another year has come - chillingly - and more chillingly for me than in decades heretofore. I watch it ranting from my window as I recall. . . . The year already past had tugged me from those tame and toasty days when I lay face up to sun dreaming that my summer would never end. It brought me to this winter when it withered up and died, but half a century and more of memories had fallen for me by now. Like pretty crystal flakes they fell, drifting through my mind - places, events and people. Oh, those people I looked up to in my youth - fallen as the snow! How many pretty snow flakes have melted now away? Only my memories of them remain. . . memories now piled up like snowdrifts in my brain. Yes, the newborn year has arrived. Just one month old and already, it has lost its crawl. This infant’s aging process parallels, on the larger scale, that fleeting span of time known as life - a time that all the living undergo. The new year carries on (as must we all) to soon complete its cycle. Let it bluster. Let it wail. Let it rattle at my door, for soon enough, all signs of it will cease.
For Chris D. Aechtner's "Free Verse for Winter" Contest And now for P.D's Latest Contest By Andrea Dietrich I am entering this one for three reasons" 1)It's getting so late and it was the first one that sprang out at me in my alphabetized poetry list 2) It is about the way I felt after the New year and it's about that same time again! 3) It's a free verse ,which I don't normally do, which I felt good about and even Chris liked it in his contest!

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One February Day

Driving to my job one February day,
Watching how the sky made everything seem gray.

I felt a little glum and uninspired.
Sunshine and verdant springtime I desired.

A shaft of light appeared from overhead.
It was as if my thoughts were being read!

Mesmerized, I gazed at the brilliant white.
Tinged with gold, it flooded sky with light.

I drove on, but a new thought filled my mind.
My happy spring would not be far behind.


Written 2/2/13 for Seren Roberts' Shaft of Light Contest


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ELEMENT OF WATER-BEARER


Unorthodox, this water- bearer rules,
an Aquarian god moody yet calm in the
face of persistent winds…his pail of wine
gushing on mouths of February streams,
like an outpour into first night’s cycle
of unpredictable moves, reigning for thirty
days to unfold like a river-in-waiting,
this heir of brazen stars: a cool dip 
born from rose-yellow...red, maybe for
hearts to quiver upon Cupid’s aim.

Oh, his vision is light years ahead of time;
breaking from clasps of tradition,
his maverick streaks defy life's norms
and ignites a Uranus heart to signal 
the rise of new dawning…and while he
dives into a crest of independence,
fool he is for needing warmth and affection.
Yet,a blend of hermit's pride and gentleness
dares the element of air to brew a storm,
then romances the lusty sea of love in a flash...
pray tell, how can one define a mystery?



Though I'm Capricorn, this poem is for my
dear brother, my former boss, Sir Tory, 
a special guy mate, and close buddy, Arno.
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Leonora Galinta's Poem With A Theme,
Zodiac Sign Contest
by nette onclaud  7/09/2014 

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Letting it out

I wrote these poems because the words were screaming
The feelings were rallying in my chest to get out
And I'm happy I let them out, I'm free now
Like linen and lace I sew them into a few lines
So that at least they wouldn't rot away in a drawer in my heart

I wouldn't want my heart to be a home for rotten words and feelings
Know that as I share these poems, I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve
And I'm baring the most vulnerable face of my heart
But, my mind says I have to, even if people will talk about this
Because I want to find peace that I'll only find if I set these words free
To share them for other people who can relate to me
The words will leave me in peace and never haunt me again
And maybe haunt the boy in the stories instead

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You

Roses are red like the color of my heart.
Violets represent the color of my face when I'm with you.
I know this is a bit cheesy but I...
Will say that you represent Aphrodite.
You're so cute like a kitten sleeping.
Or maybe a box full of puppies?
You make the word "emo" make me think of "emotes" and
The only emote I do is "loving you".
You could cut a C-Section in me and see all the butterflies.
My hands are almost broken from all the roses I picked for you.
The word "LOVE" to me means:
L - I love you , O - I love you , V - I love you , E - I love you
I'm not that creative like a 5 year old but...
You make me think of "Legos".
I can fit all of the pieces to build us together happily ever after!
I want to hug you like how I hug my pillow at night,
And when I fall asleep, I dream of you...
I wish I had more time to name reasons on why I love you,
But the hourglass I have shattered and 
It would take me more time to fix everything...
And let's be honest... No one would try to fix that stuff.
You also remind me of a scary roller-coaster.
I'm not saying you're scary but that good feeling people get when it
feels like their soul is being taken, because you take mine away.
I think I'm out of clever ways to say "You are amazing".
Maybe you could change this and help me find more.
I just want you to know that I love you, I love you, I love you.
So, as to what I was saying earlier:
Roses are red, Violets are blue
I Love You.

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As Time Goes on

The days of March are dark and drear.
In April rain clouds still appear.
By May the weatherman we cheer,
And June is here, and June is here.

July brings forth the perfect rose.
In August we take off our clothes.
September we must don our hose,
And summer goes, and summer goes.

October the cool breezes blow.
November brings a hint of snow.
December time is all aglow,
Bright gifts with bow, bright gifts with bow.

In January a deep freeze.
Small February is a tease.
Bold March once more will try to please.
Time to plant peas, time to plant peas.

6/18/13

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Jessica McCord: Selfish Assassin

It was February 2002 (WWF Raw, WWF SmackDown!, and WWF No Way Out), that Jessica McCord and her then-husband, Jeff, killed Alan Bates and his new wife, Terra. Before their deaths, Alan "A.B." was in a custody battle against his ex-wife to have determined who'll have gotten full custody of their two daughters (born in 1990 and '92). The custody hearing might have taken place in November 2001 (WWF Raw, WWF SmackDown!, WWF Rebellion, and WWF Survivor Series), but not until December 2001 (WWF Raw, WWF SmackDown!, and WWF Vengeance), when the lady had spent that time in jail for skipping custody hearings more than twice. It seems that Jessica had disapproved of both of her daughters having the late Terra for their step-mother. the only two things that describes Jessica McCord are selfish and a coward. She selfishly pulled both of her daughters out of their respective schools, she hid them away so that her late ex-husband couldn't gain full access to them, and/or whatever. So, the fact that Jessica McCord had used her own daughters as a pair of pawns as if she's been playing a game of chess had made the late Mr. Bates, the attorneys, and Birmingham Police officers of Birmingham, Alabama, very sick. The lady, Jessica, was afraid that the judge would grant Alan and his new wife, Terra, full custody of the girls, so she and Jeff killed them; thereby dumping both of their bodies in a burned-down car outside Atlanta, Georgia (aka Hotlanta, aka Dirty South, and aka ATL). Jessica McCord may have tried to label her late ex-husband as a bad guy, but no one bought it, not even her in-laws, the prosecutors, and the judge. She knew that she and her husband were going to get caught; they knew it. And where is Jessica McCord as of February 2003 (WWE Raw, WWE SmackDown!, and WWE No Way Out/World Wrestling Entertainment's first 'No Way Out' pay-per-view event, ever)? She's in prison, along with her then-loser husband, Jeff McCord, serving a life sentence in prison with no possibility of parole. Ms. McCord should've gotten the death penalty, but that's the way the law works. And as far as the Bates family, the entire community of Birmingham, and the two daughters are concerned, prison is exactly where they belong. Well, it looks like the ghosts of Alan and Terra Bates will be haunting the two-then McCords for life. Let's hope that the Bates sisters don't suffer the same fate their father and step-mother did. And if I see the Bates sisters in person, there's just no telling.

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Ode to Humphrey

The"tail" I have to tell, starts off really sad.
My sweet doggie Murphy died and my heart, it hurt so bad.
Until one day in early spring, I got a call that made my heart sing!
There were some puppies born in Waco, the daddy -Jasper, and mommy- Juneau.
Four little boys, three little girls. But the picture of one boy, made my heart twirl!
So I waited for a week or two, to meet my little puppy-oh so new!
I named him Humphrey, such a handsome boy! He has brought  laughter back and oh what a joy! He's super cute, and very smart. Many would say, he's a work of art!
He's learning new tricks, and how to potty outside. So many rules to learn and abide!
Humphrey is growing so quickly, the puppy breath will soon disappear. He will be an adult in less than a year! Every stage of his life is a blessing from above. I guess that's the true meaning of what we call "puppy love".



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My Window's February View

                                    Winter lies frigid
                     Cardinals flit from branch to branch
                                Blindly seeking Spring

                                 Too sad to view more
                            Shades should be kept drawn
                                   Spring sun will lift them

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