The Conveyor Belt

Sometimes I laugh other times I cry
As the Conveyor belt rolls on by

The poems that us poets write
Bright as day – dark as night

Trying hard to read them all
Sometimes I wish the belt would stall

As I read page after page
Full of love – Full of rage

It has became so clear to me
We are one big family

We share our love and our disgust
With open honest loving trust

We share our laughter and our tears
The beauty of youth and wisdom of years

From all walks of life and different creeds
We open our hearts and spread our seeds

This morning I’ve read about love so true
And why the streets gather crews

I read of how compassion should never die
And how nothing hurts worse than a lie

From good to bad and bottom to top
I’m an ex-con and he is a cop

But that’s all as irrelevant as it can be
For I am a poet and so is he
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Hill Avatar
August 25, 2008 at 8:01 PM
This is really good!
Rml Avatar
August 24, 2008 at 6:26 PM
Sometimes the fact that I've found a family that sings an ode louder than anyother lyric. thank you for taking the time to read my poem "Swoot Tooth."
Cailo Avatar
August 23, 2008 at 2:04 AM
I'm now a fan :) with smile, Teri
Naces Avatar
August 19, 2008 at 7:15 PM
This is such a refreshing, reassuring poet's frame of mind..very right you are about what's irrelevant..and what's essential about all of us..you've just exquisitely written down a kind of universal feeling for us ..simply superb, Mike!
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August 18, 2008 at 3:12 PM
Michael this write is perfection my friend, it is peculiar how we may walk different courses in life; yet as poets congregate as a mutual family expressing that which comes straight from our hearts so openly. I thank you for sharing a most agreeable write with us all and for critiquing “Incredulous One” ;-) God’s Love and Many Blessings, Always, Adell
Buys Avatar
August 16, 2008 at 1:07 PM
So very well written and spoken as a true poet. Poetry transcends social boundaries, leaving paople to sit back and enjoy the art form. I love the diversity in the postings too. Well done. Regards Heidie
Payne Avatar
August 16, 2008 at 9:38 AM
Wow Michael this was awesome! I loved this it was right on. I think we all feel this way. This was so beautiful, your poems are always so beautiful ad from the heart. Stay Blessed ~Michaela~
Foulk Avatar
August 15, 2008 at 12:17 PM
really loved this piece you wrote, it was a good message with a lot of truth, which we all could learn from.
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
August 15, 2008 at 9:15 AM
A common bond. We're the lucky ones. Too many people have difficult times expressing their feelings. Vince
Strand Avatar
August 15, 2008 at 12:44 AM
Very understanding and observant talent reflected here Michael.Keep'em coming.Rgds Brian & thanks for your continued support & encouragement..your'e a 'diamond geezer'
Fields Avatar
August 14, 2008 at 11:22 PM
so deep ~so moving ~this is beyond good ~ this is so wonderfully, honest & pure~ warm and understanding with forgiveness of others~
Beer Avatar
August 14, 2008 at 6:26 PM
Hi Mike, I see your feelings are just like mine. We are a family and that makes us all very special. I got good news today. I get my house. It will probably be a few weeks but it is in the future. Guess my poem was heard after all. Give the girls a hug for me. God Bless, Mom Beer
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August 14, 2008 at 4:33 PM
michael, this is so sweet, and well written - from the depth of soul only one who has been on both sides can capture - i just loved every word. :) The last is the best - that about says it all, doesn't it? Yup, a family from everywhere...well done my friend, peace always, Kristin
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August 14, 2008 at 11:54 AM
What a wonderful reflection, honest and heartfelt. It encompasses so much of what I believe about this forum. Love the last stanza. Thank you for sharing your talent with us and for taking time to comment on my poem. God bless you. Karen
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August 14, 2008 at 10:03 AM
My friend you are THE POET, you write like your words are testimony to every aspect of life, You do have a way of capturing our attention and holding us spellbound, God Bless, your friend, Ron
Winter Avatar
August 14, 2008 at 9:27 AM
Awesome write my dear fellow poet. Love the diversity here and how we embrace it. Thank you for such a lovely comment. Love you right back my brother. You are a shining star. Love, Shar
Sheart Avatar
August 14, 2008 at 8:45 AM
Hello Michael I love this! Written from the bottom of your heart with such love and understanding. You are such a gift to us all that I have to pinch myself sometimes. Aren't we blessed here at the soup to make such wonderful friends. I'm printing this one out for my memory box. Take care hun. Blessings to you and your family. Love Light Truth Patricia
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August 14, 2008 at 8:10 AM
Hello Michael. This poem says it all about Poetry Soup. I talk each day, and read the meaningful poetry of people who I wouldn't otherwise have the opportunity to encounter in 10 lifetimes! This is such a gift....knowing I can sit at my computer each day, and say hello to someone from such a different....yet same world! Very meanful poem here!!! Sincerely, Carrie
Musa Avatar
August 14, 2008 at 7:38 AM
I can't comment on how others felt about my 6 mile state of mind poem, but its good to have someone who knows the struggle. By us painting such vivid potraits of where we come from, we educate and insight the mind. Where we come from we see some things that others couldn't even imagine. So its good to know we truly do belong to the same family. With that said, your by far my favorite poet here, not trying to take anything away from others. And this is by far my favorite poem I've read here.
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