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A Mother's Embrace

A Mother's Embrace

One night I had an uneasy dream
I was at  Mother's Wake 
A woman entered the viewing room
I wanted to scream

It was my Deceased Mother 
Followed by her Dead Sister Stella
A third woman without a face
Carried a black violin and an umbrella

The trio approached the coffin 
Mother was lying in
The Blond woman with no face
Started to play a weeping violin

My brother suddenly grabbed me
And threw me against the wall
I fell to the floor then slowly got up
I realized I was now wearing a Pall

Mom looked at her corpse
Then approached me and said 
I am not dead 
Then she slapped my face and embraced my head

I awoke rolled out of bed turned on the light
Looked in the mirror with terrible fright
Saw a red mark on my face what a horrible sight
Did Mom return form the Grave to visit me this night

The mark was proof of Mom's Death Embrace
I hope writing this poem
Will keep me from ever going
Back to this dark place



Joseph Adam Elward

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Peace In the Light

Peace In The Light

I live in a drywall box
Sitting alone staring at my clocks
With landscape art hanging all around me
Its no wonder inspiration has finally found me

One day my mind forced my hand to start writing
About my parents in Heaven still fighting
Knowing their bodies lie beneath the ground
But believing that is not where there to be found

One night I dreamt of a beautiful house
It was on a sunny hill where I saw cats playing cards with a mouse
There was a young woman sitting on a porch rail
She turned to me and asked why I looked so pale

She told me she did not die
She told me I no longer have to cry
Then all of a sudden I awoke
Asking myself... “Was Mom's death some kind of horrible joke”

The Wake…The Funeral…
The Burial Mass…The Grave
Mom's dream message proved to me 
She had risen from her Coffin in the Cave

Sometimes I wonder if Mom and Dad are really dead
Or are they living in my head
Can our parents be more alive than we think
Could they be some kind of Supernatural Link

Some say this life is a trial
With certain emotions recorded in our Spiritual File
We all experience wonder, joy, sorrow and pain
Some days… it’s a challenge just to stay sane

I pray our parents watch over us from afar
I swear sometimes… Their sitting in my car
Maybe when we experience life’s emotions
Our Parents are there recording the commotion

I bet Mom sews all day
She probably still has no time to play
I bet Dad writes all day
Will my sons ever find their way

Someday I will tell everyone
That Heaven maybe closer than the Sun
And even though our parents may not be here
When we take our last breath there is nothing to fear

Because what seems like a very dark day
Is really a small price to pay 
So the next time you hear a familiar voice in your head
It could be your parents telling you they are not really dead

And I thank… GOD… I no longer have to write
Because my parents have finally found Peace in the Light
And some day when it’s my turn to go home
I will show my parents this poem   



Joseph Adam Elward

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A Ride With Mom

A Ride With Mom


All alone in bed
Tonight I am dreaming of the dead

Mom and I were in the car driving
I had no idea where we would be arriving

It was a sunny day
Mom didn’t have much to say

Then suddenly I awoke
This ride was no joke

All these questions in my head
This always happens to me with a visit from the dead

What did Mom want to tell me
Did she just want to share Thanksgiving Glee

So now Mom’s presence in my dream
Sends me to my desk to write down my mental stream

I haven’t dream’t of Mom in years
Not since the Funeral Fears

It’s Two AM in the mourn
Writing this poem is this how Love is born

I will tell my new Lady Friend
About my dream and what I have penned

Did Mom want to hear about Caroline
The Spanish Mexican Beauty who is Divine

Long Luscious Black Hair
A Beautiful Face Beyond Compare

An Angel’s Voice
I have no choice

Her spell is starting to take hold of me
The sight of her can send any man to his knee

Her aroma is intoxicating
I think she is much more than a Fall Fling

Saturday I will give her a purple and white rose
This woman has driven me to write prose

Well I guess it is my turn to take a Female Chance
Maybe we will both find romance

Is this why Mom took me for a ride tonight
To show me my search for Love is finally in sight

Only time will tell if Mom is right
That Caroline will be my darling delight

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Rap Angels

Rap Angels

Biggie and Tupac
Heavens Dance Angels Prance
Rap’s Eternal Lyrical Romance
I awoke one morning with little warning
God’s Rapticans took me for a ride
To the other side where are loved ones hide
California Love I climbed on
Deep into the Light...What a Sight
Beyond the video to Heavens Studio
We headed to a place above the Sun
Follow the beat  move your feet feel the heat
My soul My mind My unwind
We stopped and came to a place 
Where Angel’s climbed Heavenly Vine
At the top there was a door
Had to see more
Inside Biggie and 2 Pac
What a shock
Teach’n all future Rappers yet to come
All colors and creeds
Plantin Peace Seeds
Finally an End to terror will come
Beat the Drum
Boys and Girls yet to be born
End to hate there will be no debate
Big and 2 will see to that
Future plan for Man
Learning to write about ideas
Share knowledgeable have compassion
Heavens true fashion
No more mideast No more midwest
No more whose the best
Someday all the realities will unite
The Dead, The Living, The yet to be born
Sound the Horn
Finally and end to Global Fight
Through Rap’s Musical Delight
God’s Audio Lift Musical Gift
A new beginning for the Family of Man
The Creators Plan


Joseph Adam Elward

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Good-Bye God

Good-Bye God


One day I fell into a well of despair
Why God does no one care
I am finally at the end of my rope
For me there is no hope

My only sin was looking at the pretty girl
Her face more beautiful than a pearl
Want, Desire, Lust
If only I could have won her trust

I asked her to release me
She smiled and stared
But refused to set me free

Obsessive thoughts way to deep
Mind and soul heartbreak weep

But I now know I will never have her
I fear soon I will be dancing with cadavers
I long for death eternal peace
Only then will this female obsession cease

I was taught it is wrong to take a life
The priest told me to find a wife 
So this is the end
The damage I will soon do will never mend

Should I die by gun, noose, bottle or pill
Or take a leap from a high hill
Maybe God will send me a sign
Maybe a Heavenly Angel will throw me a line

Soon my suicide will fill Satan with pride
My Soul in the Lake of Fire will hide
Did Jesus ever Love me I cried

I can't go on like this
This Blonde Temptress
Robbed me of all bliss
Her beauty tormenting my soul and mind
Unholy woman kind

So I slowly put the gun to my head and said
Soon I will be dead
Good-Bye God
Now I am really going to blow my wad

But wait a voice said
Putting lead in your head will turn your rug red
The only thing that can save your mind and soul
Is to write your way out of this Obsession Hell Hole

God why did you put me down here 
At the bottom living in fear
I must write of these bastard evil thoughts
The Devil tried but my soul can not be bought

I will not let the demons win
I shall not kill myself it is a sin
So now I will become a writer
Keep writing mental fighter

Even if my written words make no sense
Writing makes the mind less tense
Someday my obsession will be lighter
With Heavenly Help
My future will become brighter

So
Damm the Demons
I’m through scream’n

God thank you for finally making my mental suffering go away
So I can stay here a little longer and play
And if no one ever reads my words
At least writing has made my mind 
As free as a bird


Joseph Adam Elward

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Guru

GURU

So I sent an inviting email
To a bunch of Internet Women
Asking them to join me for lunch
Set my lonely heart to sail

My Yahoo Bell rang a Lady replied
Star Heart my new Love I sighed
Her photo my future Mediterranean Bride
Feelings unleashed Love’s flood tide

I read her profile
Intelligent, Funny, Spiritual
Loves the Water, Forest, Mountains
Italian Goddess with a Mona Lisa Smile

Raven Black Hair, Ruby Red Lips, Smooth Olive Skin
A body built for sin
I need to be in
But first...Her Mind...Her Soul...I must Win


I received a second email reply
She wrote I might be her type of guy
My photo did not make her cry
She wanted to know more about my Spiritual Side...Had I ever been to Mumbai

God is this woman for real
She loves Foreign Films...She is already making me squeal
Yoga...Spirituality...She can make my soul heal
This girl might be the real deal


I woke up the next day strangely sad
I checked my email a Star Heart new message was there
Her GURU suddenly died..She said she could not talk
She asked for a break to sort things out...This was Bad

My desire, my heart on fire...cooled
Her Spiritual Leader overruled
Again Love played me the Fool
Another Lesson learned at Heartbreak School

I said a prayer to her Guru asking if I am the one for his Chela
Will Love unite our two souls
Will we come together
Will I be her Special Fella

So I drank some of India’s finest Chenin Blanc and went to bed
I dreamt of the Guru who I thought was dead
I was frozen with fear as he approached me and placed his hand on my head
I turned to run but my legs were like lead

The Guru told me in my current Life I will never find a Woman's Love
Poets are cursed from birth
The only Love they can receive is from writing about Suffering and Loss
The wife you seek was never born...She is still above

I fell to my knees and begged the Guru please give me hope
I hate being a poet I only do it to save me from the rope
I am a coward writing is the only way I can cope
The Guru warned me to be careful too much Chenin Blanc will make me a Tope

The hope I give you now is for all mankind
Love everyone and everything
Take no day for granted
Explore Spirituality and a Higher Power so your soul, body and mind will learn to be 
kind

Then the Guru struck my face and I awoke
This dream nightmare was no joke
The Guru wore a purple and yellow mourning cloak
Maybe I need more Chenin Blanc to give my soul and mind a good soak

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Chinese Love

Felt a little hungry one Saturday
So I followed the herd to a place where the staff had little to say

It was called The Grand King Bufffet
Just $4.99 was all I had to pay

The place was packed
America's finest this place did attract

All God fear'n, hard work'n, typical Strip Mall townsfolk
Why thank you yes I will have a diet coke

Go ahead eat your fill
That is why God gave us freewill

I was greeted by a smiling Asian Girl
A female Oriental Pearl

She led me to a booth
I think she sensed I had a sweet tooth

I could see all kinds of deserts
But I feared if I stepped in the food mob would hurt

So I started with the hot and sour soup
I could smell the Love as I scooped

They really do a great job
Feeding all of us over fed snobs

On my way back to my booth I passed some people leaving
I glanced at their table seeing but not believing

I sat down and finished my bowl
Now the sesame chicken was my goal

I passed two more empty tables then sat down to eat my fill
I took my last bite raised my hand and asked for my bill

Only $4.99 for this feast
How the Chinese love feeding the American Mini Mall Beasts

I felt guilty leaving only two bucks for a tip
But that was more than most of my fellow diners what a Gip


It is easy to deny tipping to our Asian Sister and Brother
But remember one good turn deserves another 

So the next time you head to your favorite Buffet place
Please remember it's about time we save our American Face

For God sake if you are fed well
Leave a tip and say to your host farewell

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Female Silence

I fell asleep in my chair
I  awoke and a room full of smiling women
Looked at me
With Death’s Stare


I asked myself
Am I dreaming?
What are these women scheming?
I fear my mind these women soon will be reaming


What made me dream this way?
My boss yelled at me today
Too much work stress
My brain abscess
Heart and soul in distress


I heard on TV there are more men than women
Women dying and killed in record numbers
Female Final Slumber


Male Violence
Men creating
Female Silence


I looked back at the Cabal of Ladies
I fear I have a room at
The Hotel Hades


Their smiles gone
The room suddenly burst into flames
The women screamed out in pain
Their anguished cries driving me insane


I fell to my knees
I begged them for a Quick Death
They said after I listen to how they all died
Maybe then I could take my last breath


One was stoned
One was beheaded
One was strangled
One was burnt alive
One was led to a cliff and forced to dive
She did not survive


There is no Honor in killing


All the women committed the same sin
Wanting to be free
Male driven Female Genocide for centuries


Still going on
Way too long


All the men swore to love and protect these women
Fathers, Husbands, Brothers, Sons, Friends and Lovers all lied
Allah Cried
Love Denied


Evil dark music filled the room
Flames Rising
Tribal Trance Treat
Tantric Drum Beat
The women danced
I was entranced


Satan and Jesus
Came in the room
They approached the women
And both told The Flock they are
The One
Follow me to Eternal Fun


All the women laughed and turned away
From their Saviour
These women no longer crave
Male Behaviour


Then out of the Flames
I was approached by 
The Head Dame
My Dead Mother aflame
Smoldering in front of me


My Beloved Mother said to me
Son you don’t have much time
It’s true you never committed female crime
You never got out of line
Why don’t you write a rhyme


Tell all men of future women yet to come
They need to be free
And will not be Men’s Property


These unborn women will demand to experience life
Free from Male Strife
And be warned
If Male Violence continues against women
And Men refuse to change


Then one day all the women will be gone
They will refuse to be born
Men will no longer be turned on
This will signal
Man’s Final Dawn

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Finally Famous

Finally Famous


After all the years
After all the beers
After all the tears
I finally am famous
Two of my poems
Have been chosen to be published
The Poetry Selection Committee determined 
My writing was not rubbish
They were checked for grammatical goof
Then I cheerfully approved
 “The Artist's Proof”
Maybe I should publish a book
Poems about Death, Depression 
The Afterlife
How the Priest told me to find a wife
I should write how poetry helped me
Battle Mental Strife
Now all I have to do is mail the check
I wonder if I will become as famous as Shrek
Yes...I am famous...In my own mind
My Internet Publisher has been more than kind
Their poetic approval has fed my ego
My Poems, My Friends, My Amigos




Joseph Adam Elward

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Pencil Wood

Pencil Wood



One winter morning found Mom slumped in her chair
Stood frozen...All I could do was stare
Soon I would experience
Emotional pain and suffering beyond compare
I asked God why
Did he want to see everyone cry
Was his love really a lie
I challenged him...Make me die
Instead he sent me to Depression Hell
Without Love I withdrew into a shell
Loss of sleep...Continuous soul weep
My mind wandered...Thoughts way too deep
One day my mind forced my hand to pick up a pencil
I wrote then smashed words on paper
Turning my Mother's Death
Into a Supernatural Caper
How she reunited with Dad
The more I wrote the less I was sad
I told my  Doctor of my good news
I shared with him my Supernatural Views
He asked “How do you know your writing is any good”
Maybe all your written words were “A waste of Pencil Wood”
I told my Doc I am the best writer in the World
At last my mind is clear
Death I no longer fear
Finally my writing put an end to my mental fight
Now I have become a Poet
Writers delight


Joseph Adam Elward