Best 2006 Poems
FOB Echo Iraq was a forward operation base near the Babylon site in the city of Diwaniya, in fact the US military put security hesco and fencing around the ruins for protection from all of the goons in the region. This was a hot base and the hajis would lob at least 3 salvos of mortar on us each day. February 06 i was walking from my CHU to the DFAC for lunch and i heard a rocket scream over head at low altitude, sounded like a high performance jet, about the most startling sound I've ever heard.. a hot second later the KBR laundry facility went up in an incredibly loud boom, a huge ball of fire, smoke, dust and debris ...... was the first to the entrance, the place was in flames and lying about 20 feet in the inside the door was the body of this cute girl wearing a blue KBR t shirt, she was folded in half.. i don't believe or at least i tell myself she didn't suffer or felt stress. i still see her face, just a cute girl, kind of mulatto, pretty, just trying to make a living and support her family back in the islands. Shortly after the US brought in Strikers and they raged havoc on the area for several weeks. That was and remained a hot base. Never so glad when i was on Cat Fish Air out of that hole... occasionally like last night, she comes to visit me in my dreams
Yes George! There is a Santa Claus!
The troops want out.
But you want to pout.
With your nose in the air.
A great big snout.
The war in Iraq.
We know it is past.
We know it is past.
But you want to laugh.
You don't have to lie.
You should actually cry.
Yes George! There is a Santa Claus!
Many have died.
While many have cried.
It's time to pull out.
It's time to go home.
The end of the war.
The end of a sore nose.
So lower your great big snout.
Because it is definitely.
Seriously, time to get out..
End Of War-Poem-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2006,2015..ALL rights reserved..
Note-Poem was actually written on Dec 05,2006:
(Only 2-years before George W.Bush left the White House) :
There is a kingdom inside all of us,
That follows us wherever we go,
It was God that put us here,
It is God that takes us back,
We don’t know when, we don’t know how,
Our beloved Lolo, will take our love and our memories along with him to heaven…
There is a soul inside all of us,
That tells us what to do,
And tells us what to say,
He filled us with passion,
He filled us with purpose,
Our beloved Lolo, has fulfilled God’s will,
And blessed us as witnesses upon his farewell…
As his time to return to heaven has come.
Let us embrace his wisdom, through the time we shared with him in existence.
For we did not only exist with him here; we survived, we lived, we cherished.
In the days, across the seasons, beyond the years, and throughout this world,
We shall be parallel with him defying time and space.
For his very peaceful soul has given us the courage to see what others wish they could
have seen,
To notice what others wish they could of noticed, to grasp what others wished they could
have grasped,
And to conquer what others wish they could have conquered.
The beginning of the journey, the middle of the story, the end and the history...
Let us have just one long obedient commitment to Lolo...
That we pledge we will use the gifts he passed onto us in serving of the Lord our God,
Let us rejoice in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Inside my heart there was an empty space,
it was waiting for you.
Something changed in my life, a sudden burst of happiness came over me,
a reality so true.
I always felt something was missing,
until the day I see your face.
You brought something new to my world, so exciting,
yet real, now I've found my place.
You take my breath away Nichole,
with your smile, your eyes, your laughter and touch.
I feel empty without you next to me,
lonely, lost inside, I need you so much.
One stroke of your hand down by body
and I fill up with butterflies.
You amaze me with what one simple touch of your hands can do to me,
I now know how special I am, thanks to you I now realize.
With you I can be myself,
no worries, no complications, you are so sweet.
I feel special, loved, on top of the world,
because of you I am complete.
I wish that you was here with me, I want to hold you, kiss you, touch you,
tell you how special you are to me.
You have giving meaning back into my life,
you've shown me happiness and now I am finally free.
I'm missing you, thinking about holding you in my arms,
I dream of holding you real tight.
You are so far away but yet, so close to my heart,
I have you in my sight.
I need your body close to me,
to feel your skin touching mine.
To have your arms wrapped around my waist,
peace in you I'll find.
Tonight I want you to be mine completely,
not just for a moments pleasure.
I want you for the rest of my life,
to love you, to be my lasting treasure.
Dedicated To: Nichole Larson
So sorry, Pluto! You cannot be deemed
“ninth planet” anymore because there’s been
a redefining that eliminates
you from the list of planets. Since you’re kin
to the remaining eight, you will be called
“dwarf planet.” This downsizing of the list
must be a blow to your esteem. Please know
some people will be shocked, and you’ll be missed!
You’re really little, smaller than some moons!
There’s no choice; you must be reclassified.
So much has changed since your discovery
in nineteen-thirty. Science can’t abide
your presence on a list where you just don’t
belong! It’s sad to strike so hard a blow
on one far from the sun and always dark.
Your time is up. Now, off that list you go!
information from nineplanets.org and solarsystem.nasa.gov/planets/Pluto
Date: October 8, 2017
Contest Title: The Cosmos
Sponsor: Thvia Shetley
So young and so in love
in a marriage from above-
Countless surgeries on my
ovaries,
How much can one woman
suffer through?
The allure of having a baby
was always a dream come true,
yet when I was told I was
infertile, I felt less than my true
value.
Twenty-three is too young
to find out a baby is not an
option,
I just couldn’t see in my future
the choice of adoption.
Forgive me for my admittance,
forgive me for my greed,
I knew I deserved remittance,
my hopes far away…Godspeed.
Crabby days came with a tummy
ache indeed,
crying for no reason,
for my body did mislead.
A doctor visit approached
and I was scared I needed
another procedure-
but how many heart aches
can one woman endure?
...I just wasn’t sure-
An ultrasound confirmed
a baby I was to give birth,
right then and there I
knew my life had...
...hope and worth.
A dream come true, but still
felt apprehension to lose this
life,
for it was always my dream to
be a mother as well as a wife.
Thirty-eight weeks later a
baby girl in my arms,
my world changed and I’d
forever protect her from harm.
She just turned eleven yesterday,
as February twelfth two thousand and six
was my life changing day!
Gratitude and appreciation for
my beautiful creation-
oh, what an outstanding situation
that changed my life...
-in the most positive way.
February 13, 2017
Whats in the news today
and how much snow is on the ground
they say in the paper there is 2 600 homeless people
in my home city
but word of mouth and the people who work in the centers
estimate its more like 5000
so I ask
is this a protest of a country who has been lied to
who was led to a war that did not concern them?
who demands to have their own backyard of chemical warfares cleaned up?
Is this a protest against war of I'll never pay taxes
but I'll humble my own country
turning innocent men into serial killers
who join the smuftee killing patriots levelling a country flat
firing machine guns at innocent men listening to dance music
not to mention the reports of raped thirteen year olds and arson
and parents being forced to witness the whole thing before being executed
So I ask
wanna know about terrorism
as winter approaches
and you know soon
you're gonna be walking amongst streets
of frozen corpses
because there is nowhere left for them to go
and the soldiers join forces with some other country who feeds you
lies through the television
and then your own backyard says were going in to peace keep and the truth
surfaces that yes it is an all out war and we've been lieing all along
5000 homeless
a protest?
a government abnormality of one city?
terrorism of chemical warfare
and we're told some government across the ocean
can't handle their own nightmare of terror and assassins
so we have to go in to attack them
even though 9-11 under rug swept from years ago through our books of lies
was an event they catapulted unto somebody else!!!
5000 homeless
are we under attack?
Is that why no ones worried about the seial killings
of hookers turning up in fields anymore that farmers keep reporting?
Is taht why every neighborhood is swarmed with druglords and junkies?
and the prison that houses 300 has more than 700 people in it?
and all i see in my head are frozen corpses
and now i'm wondering
do the professionals im amongst
helping me through this rough patch
are they on medication too?
did we point the finger in the wrong way?
Is it US or them
and what does that have to do with the price of tea in china ask the British?
but what does my underground know of saints
divine intervention and methods to madness?
A TRUE STORY.....(honest engine!!) This is fine country living !!
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T'was the night after New Years, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings and tree stored away with a sigh
Finished the last drop of eggnog, and the last piece of pie
Ma in her kerchief, and Pa in his cap
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap
When the phone by the bedside made OH! Such a clatter!!
That I woke in a daze, to see what was the matter!
Neighbor Dan on the phone....he needed some help!
I laughed when he told me, in spite of myself!
A cow's in his pool....so chubby and plump!!
He needed strong arms to help haul out that big rump!!
Rushing over,...to my wondering eyes should appear
There's Old Bessie in water right up to her ears!
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof,
Old Bessie was frightened....she had made a big goof!!
Friends ran to the rescue, and went straight to work...
Taking care that poor Bessie wouldn't get hurt.
They put heads together and laid out a plan,
Tied ropes 'round Old Bessie as fast as they can.
Then hooked to Dan's truck, and gave him a whistle
And up came Old Bessie like the down of a thistle!!
She shook from the cold like a bowlful of jelly,
So they patted and prodded, till she rolled on her belly.
Then off ran the cow, with relief and so merry,
Her cheeks a bit frozen, her nose like a cherry!
We were offered hot chocolate to warm up again,
Four o'clock in the morning, and was time to turn in!
Our neighbor called out, as we got out of sight
"Happy New Year and Thank You! And to all a good night!!"
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See?? Country living isn't as boring as people might think!
SEDUCTION OF A MAIDEN Song Lyrics
By Victoria Anderson-Throop
first draft notes penned on the moors of England in May 2006 (call also means visit)
I remember
When its morning
I remember
breezy spring
I remember
all the flowers
I hear larks
in meadows sing
I remember
When its autumn
I remember
red leaves fall
I remember
heartbreak clearly
I remember
your last call
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless, Hopeless is my name
Endless
Endless
Endless, Endless is my shame
I remember
that last summer
When the roses
were so sweet
I can smell
their fragrant kisses
When my world
was so complete
I remember
winter coming
When your kisses
turned to ice
I remember tears
were falling
I learned lovers
pay a price
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless, Hopeless is my name
Endless
Endless
Endless, Endless is my shame
I remember
When its morning
I remember
breezy spring
I remember
all the flowers
I remember
how to sing
(ALTERNATE ENDING)
I remember
when it''s morning
All the heartache
of the spring
Love has stolen
my sweet memories
I've forgotten
how to sing
Hopeless
Hopeless
Hopeless, Hopeless is my name
Endless
Endless
Endless, Endless is my shame
When I wrote and posted my poem about nightmares earlier I had totally forgotten about the following poem. I found it today going through a box of books. It's more of a brevity piece. Although at the time I wouldn't have known to call it that. Thought some might like to see my earlier take on the subject.
Nightmares
Jaws clenched.
Muscles tense.
Afraid to sleep.
Afraid to dream.
Pursuit. I am hiding.
He's searched everywhere.
Methodically.
Except...
Here he comes.
Shudder.
Awake.
Tears.
Afraid to sleep.
Afraid to dream.
And they don't believe me
But I hope you will because baby I'm falling under
And no one understands the truth about me.
I tried today and I'll try tomorrow
But I'm never going to pull through
Don't tell me this fate isn't so.
I'm at the lowest point in my life
The demons have slashed me with their knives
And chaos spreads through every inch of me
l
And I don't care whether you can see
Because the pain is there.
You say don't be sad
But that makes me so mad
Look at my forlorn life, man
My loves they all ran
They were never there were they?
Kill me God, take me, please.
Listen to my scream.
Listen to me moan.
Watch me cry.
And watch me die.
That is the one way I will get better.
But that isn't going to happen.
This is the story of my life.
It is thanksgiving 2006 let me see what I have to give thanks for. I live in country
that is in a war with no end in sight, and because of it racial profile is seen as
being all right. Thanks! A country where if you a child molester but pretty then
you don’t have go to jail and if you go to the airport they measure your hair gel.
Thanks! A country where if you a famous you can say you hate the Jews as long
as you blame on booze. Thanks! A country where it’s says land free unless you
an illegal Latin speaking immigrant. Thanks! A country where children are killing
one another in street and at holiday time is the only time we give the hungry
something good to eat. Thanks! Wow it is thanksgiving 2006 and what do I have
to give thanks for….. nothing. Thanks!
Smiles run across their faces
But I am beyond mellow
I want to run far away
But I want to never leave
I want to change
But I love myself
I want to go further
but I fear change
I want to succeed
I want to cut through my depression
I want to go on
I want to survive.
The ground is turning
and I'm still yearning
and I all I want is you
and I hope you want me too
I'm still wishing
soon maybe I'll be done fishing
Cause you'll be
that right fish in the sea
Gone, all gone,
Are these, those things.
That I took ownership,
Lay with love and hope.
My bricks and windows.
Those 'men' of the board,
They lay their wood,
and said:
''No more''.
Property of mine,
Each crumb made, warmly placed.
Each smudge of cement.
Each crevice;
A thought, moment,dream.
Destroyed, broken.
One single blow.
Oops a daisy,
All gone!