Arturo Michael Poet Verse

No Cooing of Doves

A big hole is in my shoe
My front tooth is on the loose
Poor car won’t start today

My best friend just ran away
He’d be better off as stray
3 days now we have no food

Thunder and the rain begins to fall
From the roof and down the walls
The flood rushed off with the bed

Empty pockets and broken smiles
Everyone turns away to hide
Is there any help to get

Money worries is what I have
I need some cash I pray
Can you lend me by the way

I’ll pay you back
But I can't tell you how or where and when
I lost my job again
The bad luck never ends

I have no money
Can’t buy honey
Nobody cares about me

I have no money
Can’t buy any honey
What's happening to me

Save me oh Lord
From this pain and misery
I’m losing all my hair
Life is just a despair

Save me Lord 
I can’t stand this suffering any more
Feels like I'm dying
Nobody cares about me

My name is Justnoway
Better luck another day
I'm the black sheep of the family

Not a cent to call my own
No cooing dove to ease my soul
No satisfaction for the meek

Save me Lord
These awful sins are much too much to bear
Does anybody care

Save me Lord
My life is slowly coming to an end
Left without a friend

I have no money
Can’t buy honey
Nobody cares about me

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Angela Crabtree November 15, 2020 at 9:22 AM A wonderful poem, Arturo. God takes care of all. Have a great day :)

Jennifer Proxenos July 18, 2020 at 10:16 AM Hi Arturo, a very imaginative, creative poem- God will care - he always does, just testing your faith as He did to Job. Hugs and blessings my friend. Jennifer.

Darlene De Beaulieu July 4, 2020 at 9:12 AM Hello Michael Arthuro, a very sad ,sad, poem. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu July 5, 2020 at 2:20 PM Hello Michael Arthuro, Oh! I thought it did. I am sorry I got it wrong. I look forward to the love poem Michael. Enjoy your day my friend. Arturo Michael July 4, 2020 at 8:13 PM It wasn't meant to break a heart...only to face our fears and maybe avoid them...Thanks Darlene...I will write you a love poem...All the best

Beryl Edmonds June 27, 2020 at 3:44 AM Feed the world, I would if I could. A sad tale, sorrowfully it still goes on happening in the world today. An inspiring write Arturo. Belle Arturo Michael July 4, 2020 at 8:11 PM Thank you Belle...Love you name...You have a big heart wanting to feed the needy...that heart will live on forever...

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders June 26, 2020 at 8:31 PM The sorrow of the lyrics with the tempo of the song is quite creative, Arturo. The music gives a hopeful feel to it as if he is down on his luck, but things are about to change. I enjoyed it. :) Rhonda xx Arturo Michael July 4, 2020 at 8:09 PM Things change all the time...it's life...if you want smooth sailing stay in calm waters...Thanks Rhonda

Carolyn Devonshire June 26, 2020 at 3:13 PM How sad this poem is, Arturo. There seem to be many people who can't pay their bills because their jobs were interrupted by the pandemic. I think there are many of us who would like to help others, but have no money right now. This should be a poem of the day; it's so timely and meaningful. Excellent writing, my friend! A fave for me. Hugs, carolyn Arturo Michael June 26, 2020 at 4:30 PM Thank you, Carolyn... I'm always happy to hear from ou...

Judy Ball June 24, 2020 at 5:51 PM It's hard to tell someone that God loves them when their stomach is empty and their children are starving. It's important to SHOW them God loves them by reaching out and helping them. THEN they'll believe. God Bless, JB Arturo Michael June 26, 2020 at 4:32 PM You're right...You can't talk GOD to a man with a hungry belly...First, you have to give him food and water...then he might listen to the good news...Thanks Judy

Judy Ball June 24, 2020 at 5:50 PM It's hard to tell someone that God loves them when their stomach is empty and their children are starving. It's important to SHOW them God loves them by reaching out and helping them. THEN they'll believe. God Bless, JB

Jennifer Proxenos June 24, 2020 at 12:16 PM An outstanding poem and what is so significant about it, we see these people at nearly every corner. I have always maintained that should I win the Lotto, I will walk around with bags of money, just handing out to the poor, I am guilty sometimes of looking away, they break my heart - I give what I can, but there are so many of them - God bless them all. Blessings, Jennifer. Arturo Michael June 26, 2020 at 6:12 PM You have a bountiful heart...with loves that over flows ...Thank you Jennifer

Gershon Wolf June 23, 2020 at 8:46 PM Whoa! From a dark place, but so real today... 'No Cooing of Doves' --- thought I was gonna read about the violence at the 'protests.' (They've gone a bit beyond protesting police brutality, don't you think?!… Heard they just took down the Mona Lisa, because Rembrandt didn't acknowledge that he believed he was a 'Dutch Master.')... Hmm. Nice one, Arturo. Stay sane, Gershon Arturo Michael June 26, 2020 at 6:11 PM That is the dark side of change...The opportunist takes advantage...We need a well-organized police force...with legislation...there must not be loopholes...it should be a well-paid job too...who has the power to shoot a gun in public must be the best...

Caren Krutsinger June 23, 2020 at 6:41 AM This is indeed bleak and sounds exactly like so many I hear daily until I can no longer stand it and stay away from them or make an excuse the second their face appears. Well done. Arturo Michael June 26, 2020 at 6:13 PM Yes...It's hard to listen to all the negativity...actually it's depressing...Thanks Caren...All the best

Beata Agustin June 22, 2020 at 8:34 AM As a registered social worker, volunteering fulltime in our church, I can relate to your musing... Being exposed to such, I can say that prayer of "Save me Lord" is actually effectual... as we do our utmost best to help, reach-out, believing that God cares, and letting them truly experience such through our caring and sharing. God bless you. Arturo Michael June 26, 2020 at 6:16 PM One thing's for sure Beata...You are making your contributions to humanity...Well done and thank you for stopping by

Silent One June 21, 2020 at 4:04 PM Glad this is not about you... You painted a picture of darkness in this one... Arturo Michael June 21, 2020 at 6:33 PM I never did it like this before...I finally let it out,,,I won't have to walk that road again...Thanks for stopping by SO,,,

Regina Mcintosh June 21, 2020 at 3:24 PM Such a great write, friend. Yes, like Andrea, I'm glad it's not about you. Blessings and love sent your way, Gina Arturo Michael June 21, 2020 at 6:30 PM Thank God...I'm probably just trying to express my pain in poetry...a little dramatic I see...but I tried it...Thanks my friend

Andrea Dietrich June 21, 2020 at 2:58 PM Just read your comment. Good to know it's not about you, Arturo. I don't know if you have kids, but if you do, Happy Father's Day! Arturo Michael June 21, 2020 at 6:25 PM I don't but I love them...they are the future...Thanks Andrea...it just me exploring emotions...and putting it to poetry...

Heidi Sands June 21, 2020 at 9:42 AM A very sad reality , you have written about so well, Arturo. You have a way of reaching us with your words in a powerful way. I hope all is well:) Arturo Michael June 21, 2020 at 9:50 AM All is well Heidi...Just lately, all I've heard is heartbreaking stories...So I decided to walk into the darkness myself... Thank you my friend... All the best

Shirley Hawkins June 21, 2020 at 5:05 AM So very sad. Once you find yourself in a situation like this for whatever reason, it would hard to visualize any other way of life. especially if you can't get a job and all other doors seem closed to you. No help, friends, or encouragement would be very depressing and this could start a vicious circle. It is shameful state of affairs... I trust all is well with you Arturo Arturo Michael June 21, 2020 at 7:45 AM Yes Shirley...Thanks God for family and friends...I am OK...blessed in many ways...but it could have been me in the write.. and maybe it is in other ways...All the best to you my friend

Susan Ashley June 20, 2020 at 6:14 PM It is heart-wrenching to know that this is a reality for the meek, for the black sheep, for the ones without a friend.. your powerful, insightful and emotional pen has inked a deep and moving piece, Arturo. The refrain of "save me Lord" is so potent adding to the sense of desperation felt. Such a sad, soulful, gripping beauty. Warmest wishes, mon ami.. ~Susan Arturo Michael June 20, 2020 at 6:51 PM Thank you Susan...I can feel those cries better than I can see them...so it's natural to put a little drama to it...Good to see you posting...don't stop

Carolyn Devonshire June 20, 2020 at 1:51 PM We do have far too many people, even entire families, who cannot afford to feed themselves. We see them often, so they are not forgotten. People are just reluctant to help. Sad state of affairs. Beautifully penned poem, my friend!! Arturo Michael June 20, 2020 at 6:58 PM It's hard and even harder for those suffering...There must be a way for everyone to have the basics...regardless of whatever, or we'll all pay the piper with suffering too...everything interconnected...Thanks for stopping by Carolyn...I pray all is well on your side...All the best

Brenda Chiri June 20, 2020 at 5:40 AM Enjoyed the read and I'm with Tom too! He says it perfectly!:) Arturo Michael June 20, 2020 at 9:28 AM All the best Brenda

Connie Marcum Wong June 19, 2020 at 4:44 PM We’re I in his shoes I would ask help from the diving source. With just a tiny bit of help we can help ourselves. Sad but true Arturo. Blessings xxoo Arturo Michael June 19, 2020 at 6:34 PM Nice to see you Connie...Thank you for stopping by...The drama of life continues...

Michael Tor June 19, 2020 at 4:20 PM I think Demetrios said it best Arturo. Heartfelt piece my friend written here... Arturo Michael June 19, 2020 at 6:37 PM Real situations...more now than ever...All the best Michael

Tom Cunningham June 19, 2020 at 4:11 PM Sad that in this modern world where we send rockets into space there are some with hardly anything to eat, some without a home. Mankind has got its priorities wrong for sure. Tom Arturo Michael June 19, 2020 at 6:42 PM The world is modern but man is still savage...apparently the brain can do marvels without changing our inherent nature.... Thanks for passing by Tom

Vijay Pandit June 19, 2020 at 3:58 PM Your poem speaks of many lives in this world--so well articulated, Arturo. Feels real because it is. Arturo Michael June 19, 2020 at 6:44 PM Yes, very real...life and death real...Thanks Vijay, like you're on vacation, cause you haven't download anything recently

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart June 19, 2020 at 2:49 PM Give this man some dove! x Arturo Michael June 19, 2020 at 6:48 PM Pigeon Tart knows what's she's saying...and she's correct...The man wants some cooing....

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