Michael Jordan Poet Couplet

A Moment of Love

To the shadows of forgotten ghost
Let us all propose a toast

Wasting away their lives in the pen
I once shared in the banquet of sin

I often think of the people I know
Warriors who once shared my soul

Back to back we fought on the yard
Prison made us all cold and hard

I receive letters almost everyday
From damn good men who are wasting away

Asking favors to which I must comply
Taking flowers to mothers who break down and cry

I often taste my own broken heart
Consoling a mother who is falling apart

I have many mothers know it is true
But my own mother I never knew

Just try to inhale the pain of my plight
I have to deliver more flowers tonight

Dear Lord have mercy for heavens sake
I really don’t know how much more I can take

I feel pain few people ever know
As I let the tears soften my soul

Gaining strength from the good Lord up above
So I can offer another mother a moment of love

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James Foulk August 16, 2008 at 2:54 PM Michael you are a very gifted poet. You were born to write poetyr. I enjoyed this fine poem, so tender. Thank you for reading my Rain At Last and for your comment

Cassidy Loy August 4, 2008 at 11:14 AM wow. this was amazing. i read it and it left me in awe. i got goosebumps. you are an amazing poet. thank you for your kind words on my poetry.

Mary Duhart August 4, 2008 at 5:12 AM You have certainly found ministry out of your pain. Another powerful piece. Great write.

Heidie Buys August 3, 2008 at 12:21 PM Oh my Michael, this is so beautiful on so many levels. Very well written and so much pathos. Take care. Love Heidie

Elaine George August 2, 2008 at 7:55 PM Hi Michael, You truly touched my heart as you always do. I can only imagine how painful this must be for the families that have someone they love imprisioned. I pray for all of them. And, God bless you for doing this Love, Lainie

Kristin Reynolds August 2, 2008 at 5:31 AM AMEN! The last 2 lines say it perfectly, that is how I envision all the pain that I have endured, it is all about gaining strength to help another and gain the will needed to get to heaven above. That is why I can honestly say I would not change a moment of my life, for I am so much stronger for it all, and my light is all the brighter. Awesome write, dear, love Kristin

Brian Strand August 2, 2008 at 12:49 AM Keep using your talents Michael on things that touch your heart,Excellent couplet.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Vince Suzadail Jr. August 1, 2008 at 6:07 PM To everything a purpose under heaven. You've more than paid your dues, Michael. God Bless. Vince

Sharon Winter August 1, 2008 at 4:03 PM Difficult, painful and sad in many ways, this deed you do for others. But it is the gift of love that you bring with those flowers, and the tears that flow are bittersweet. You are on a beautiful mission. Love, Shar

P Sheart August 1, 2008 at 1:55 PM You know within each of your poems my understanding deepens to what it means to be a spiritual warrior.The trials we experience in this life serve as a path to our own progression of soul. Within my life nothing is more worthy of my pain than that.Everyone's path is different. Yours is one of great triumph.As you lay flowers upon graves, they stand tall in honor of love,your soul smiles.Spirit renews hopes. Blessings my friend.Beautiful write. Luv Patricia