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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Stop for a moment, to only admire
The wondrous, warm world, where I do reside;
These gigantic trees do serve to inspire,
Notice the beauty, with nothing to hide.
The golden orb shines through neon-clear leaves,
From the canopy falls a single drop
Of dew that is unstirred by any breeze,
landing on my palm with a tiny 'plop'.
Next is the meadow, so spacious and fair,
Filled with daffodils, and fat buzzing bees.
This fantastic scene, tends Nature with care,
Yet Home must I go, now back to the trees,
For with this family, I must be sure,
Found at Home to make a nice, hot breakfast,
Since my love for them, is ever so pure,
So I bid farewell, as I'm Home at last.
Copyright © Ernest B. Jackson | Year Posted 2012
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Let's run away
let us go far together
let us leave the world
We will run to the mountain
there we will find billy goats
There living we'll be
with only Mother Nature
to be our neighbor
This is my dream forever
I can't wait till it happens.
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Looking back now, on my time in high school
I'm glad for the love, and even the pain.
My experience has been really cool-
Working Hard, putting knowledge in my brain.
The people I've met and the friends I've made
Have helped me to make me the person I am
To change my perspective, work and get paid.
Procrastinating, so I learned to cram.
Everyday I go to all my classes
Learning things to prepare me for college
Soon I will need to get some glasses
So I can learn all this good knowledge.
I'm willing to put the time in to read
Because I want to get a job, and succeed
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A walk through the forest
So lightly and fair
Puts friendship to the test
He'll surely be there.
Meeting under the tree,
So great and so old
As she arrives to see
That he was quite bold;
For looking spies him there
On one bended knee,
Not a look of despair
But happy he'll be
When she lifts him back up
his face in her hands
Then her lips do his brush,
she makes him her man.
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
You make me feel like a
Summer's sunset on a beach:
Watching the bight rays stretch
Out across the waves,
Saying one last golden goodbye to the world
Before it goes to sleep; allowing
The stars and moon to take its place in the
Evening sky, as they sparkle across
The water like thousands of dancing snowflakes.
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Twas Destiny that led Romeo to Juliet
And pure love that drew them together
It is this same fate and passion that drew me, unto you.
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Experience the storms of life
We learn to live with very big strifes
We feel the chilled wind
And at times feel blind
By running head on, and working hard
We can tame the storm, walk another yard
Through it all we will come to know
The happiness with a rainbow
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Today I am hungry
I can hear noises rumbling
In my tummy
I'm stuck in school.
I am sitting here in class
Not working very fast
Though I must do this task
To earn points for writing class
I'm stuck in school.
Soon I can go to lunch
Then, there will be a crunch
When I eat a bunch
I'm stuck in school.
Copyright © Ernest B. Jackson | Year Posted 2019
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I love you, and always will
You loved me once but that was only thrill:
For you went and left me for another,
To fend for myself and let my feelings smother.
We were best friends, but that was changed,
When you told me you didn’t want to feel deranged,
Because your other thought we were together,
And your other wanted to be forever
With you, without me,
I still don't know why, you allowed that to be.
And now, my heart has ached, I have moved on,
For you left me, and tossed me like a baton.
So with my ending words I say,
I love you, and still do, to this very day.
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Ernest B. Jackson Poem
Soaring through the air, over the Ocean,
Into the cold water, tallons dripping
Feel the air rush pass, full of emotion,
Breathing fire, steam rising, wings are flapping.
Copyright © Ernest B. Jackson | Year Posted 2012
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