2017 Poems - Poems about 2017

2017

I used to drive around town for fun. 
But this town is now overgrown. 
With tall buildings that reach too high. 
As I try to look up. 
The sun turns toward me and distracts me. 

I used to go to the little corner store. 
New ownership. 
That always seems to happen. 
My old friends hide

2017 - The Turning

Behold the day of tumultuous turning
With the sting of betrayal in the heart still burning
When all seems gone, dead and lost
And the heart is unable to measure the cost.

The enemy pushes the dagger deep 
The gifts and talents and souls to keep
Now death and loss have become his toy
And blasphemous accusations are his ploy.

For seven

S 2017 J2

Jumping over the jagged rocks of Jupiter's sixty-seventh moon
My soles are bleeding, but my soul continues chasing the memory

Maneuvering between boulder and ice
Irritating eyes to turn frost-bitten

Bitter wind whirling across my cheeks calling attention to the sky
Surrendering a quasar to quiet my noise and drown out darkness

Distant behemoths to haunt and torment
Terrestrial echoes of another

St Francis Hospital New Years Day 2017

St Francis Hospital
New Years Day 2017
A New Year, a New Start

Blocked from my memory is a segment of time. (a few days) I retain only angelic sounds from six songs, running not in succession but simultaneously. There may have been more, but these are the ones I heard. 1) Heaven will surely be worth it

I'M Ready If You Are : Feb 2017

I'm ready if you are.
Steadily walking past wekas, canoes, sailboats, motorboats, along concrete paths, down ash-felt slopes
Across intersecting car trails
Drawn only by the beckoning beach.

Feet slipping over Northland's rough green grass
Damp, spongy, smooth grit of coarse golden sand
Surrounding bush covered hill houses
Silently call your name, drowning out the cicadas.
'Where are you? Did you come?
I'm ready

Pen, You Travel With Me : Mar 2017

Yellow, blue clicker
Translucent, serrated, deep navy ink
Metal ball, thin fine ink
You accompany me
You dance over blank paper and bring it to life for me
What you do for me is so appreciated!
Your smallest mark touches my heart
Your words, expressions may be forgettable
But you aren't!
I would be lost without you!
I found you in a box of many

June 12th 2017 Transition Revisited and Revised Today 4 2 2021

June 12th 2017 TRANSITION revisited and revised today 4/2/2021

While scrolling over outdated docs
(i.e. namely OpenOffice documents)
derrière seated upon hard backed chair,
yours truly came upon following poem
to share with anonymous readers,
whereby slight modifications 
got made to original file.

Until fairly recently, 
(no less than a few years ago -
roughly about hundred fortnights ago),
each day lapsed with nothing

Jerusalem For All: Repost Collaboration With Dahlia Shahein of Jordan April 21, 2017

JERUSALEM
Collaboration with Dalia Shahein (Jordan). Posted here on PoetrySoup, 04/21/2017

I, First
My Salem, my shalom, maybe yours as well -
Be well; build a well again – we’ll all be well, or
Better than before in Jerusalem of the heart
Whose Jerusalem made Jesus weep?
“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, You who kill the Prophets …”
Forgive me, Redirect me, as your beloved

January 1st 2017

January 1st 2017
Written: by Miracle Man
1-1-2020

Today’s my third anniversary,
since being declared clinically dead.
 January first has since held,
mixed feelings for me instead.

Today, I’m unable to look back,
recalling this time with glee.
But God had plans for my life,
that I couldn’t foresee.

Doctors called me miracle man,
which calmed my fears.
My Cardiologist called me Lazarus,
 which still induces tears.

“My

Fragment 11-7-2017

. for public domain

Sunlight is never ours to give,
nor need we cast a wanton shadow
on those who need the rays to live,
mankind, or flowers in the meadow.


(I think I posted this fragment some time ago.  Can't remember.  Old age. Go figure.)

Soon On the Hunt For Others To Kill

Fanatical zealots goose-stepping at three o’clock
She warned her partner
Bam! Assault rifle shuts them both up for good

What did they do?
Jasper, the head of the Non-Thinking Youth Follower Committee
Asked the Head of Crazy Czar’s Security Team

I just did not like their looks, did you?
They high-fived each other
Neither wiser now but definitely feeling more powerful. 

They were

New Years Day 2017

New Years Day 2017
A New Year, a New Start
St. Francis Hospital

Blocked from my memory is a segment of time. (a few days) I retain only angelic sounds from six songs, running not in succession but simultaneously. There may have been more, but these are the ones I heard. 1) Heaven will surely be worth it

March 19, Year 2017

A day of somber remembrance
           My beloved father passed away
                 On this day, a lucky man
             

January 1st 2017

January 1st 2017
By: Miracle Man
10-21-2018

It was January 1st and God had my day planned,
This day, at my door, the Grim Reaper would stand.
For I was in the throes of Sudden Cardiac Arrest,
And only eight percent survive this harrowing test.

God averted my death by the dread “Widow Maker,”
Now, to oblige my Doctors I’m a daily note

My Creed To Him 09-26-2017

To protect
Never neglect
Teaching him respect to gain respect 
To strengthen his intellect
To be his cheer up when he tears up about a hiccup
Be the voice of his reason when in need
To him I pledge this creed

To strengthen his fight 
To help him strive through out life
By him I'll do right
Help him lift the world off

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