Best Chose Poems
I chose the life that had been chosen for me
so long ago by the powers that be
I was aware I was different from others
they only saw what they wanted to see
First, there was fear that the world would ignore me
I’d better hide so that love lets me in
Then as I grew and I learned love’s true meaning
I knew that lying’s not how to begin
So I accepted the life that was given
and I decided to find my own way
I chose the life that had been chosen for me
I chose myself and have been to this day
You can return to earth for two days they said,
but not in that worn out body.
I knew that; and I was glad; it was almost blind,
and had a touch of dementia any way.
You have to go incognito, they told me.
They were stern, and stuck up angels,
Not the kind I was expecting to meet my
first hour in heaven. Assertive even.
Here were my body choices: fourteen year old boy,
red hair, freckles, square chin.
Eighty-nine year old body, old lady, wrinkled,
spotted hands, sweet smile, looked serene.
Or two-year-old female, blonde hair, plump and perfect.
I could not see their eyes, for the eyes do not appear
until you enter the body suit.
Two-year-olds can be dancy-prancy. But that would mean
I would have to have gatekeepers in the form of parents,
probably, and I wanted two days of freedom not naps.
Being eighty- nine did not appeal to me at all.
I have never enjoyed arthritis in my feet or a humpback.
“Fourteen year old boy,” I told them. They nodded,
being smug angels, and my self-chosen-spirit-guides for many lifetimes.
All of my relatives stared at the giggling freckled
red-haired teenage boy at my funeral.
They speculated that he had escaped from the
boys’ group home on the corner.
Every time one of them got up and said something
nice about me, the boy burst out laughing.
They did not escort him out, because weirdly enough,
he had my witch-laugh, and it comforted them.
How lovely you look
in that perfect dress you chose
rosy lips, in pout
lit smile likened to love's dawn
that would be heart's best day won
were it my hand that held yours
I know you wished I had chosen you,
For I wished you had chosen me,
It's not always the things that comes back that's yours,
But the ones that stay despite the uncertainty.
I saw no love in your eyes,
But I saw all your fancy,
Staying was not an option,
It would have destroyed us eventually.
Looking back, I made my choice,
A choice from my shackles to break free,
You didn't tie me down, you could never tie me down,
For love isn't a captivity.
I know you wished I picked you, loved you,
Like an act from something flimy,
But life isn't like in the reels,
You don't get to always be happy,
I chose to break my heart,
Bury it eternally,
I chose to break it all,
I chose reality.
I chose reality.
Black and white are you Milo.
Wearing your tuxedo fur,
like no other.
You stand alone.
What a presence,
with such simplicity.
Your strength and neediness
says so much.
Remember me
more than the faults.
I chose you as you chose me.
Today.. a stranger gave to me
5inch Nail..
Representing.. the Nail
Like the ones Jesus had on the Cross
Jesus Blood Shed.. Was Real
By His Wounds.. We are Healed
The Nails.. didn't hold Him to the Cross
It Was... His LOVE for me and You
Christ could have called any given time..
for His-Angels--even 10,000,000 Angels
To Release His agony.. Set Him Free
But.. He Chose-Out of His Love for You and Me
Jesus chose to die on Cross.. the Day of Calvary
For Us.. whom are Loss.. Saving Our Souls-
So.. We can be Born-again-made Whole
Receive Grace.. Redemption of our sins
Then Three days later.. Christ had Risen
Jesus Christ did this.. He regained Eternity
Jesus did this For All of Us..
To live again.. Eternally Born-again with Him
Come to Jesus Christ
Receive Eternal Life
Become Eternally Born-again
Receive Redemption of Your Sins
Only Through Jesus Christ
Can YOU be Saved-Born-again
God So Loved The World
He Gave His Only Begotten Son
Whomsoever Believes in Him
Shall Not perish but have Everlasting Life
Follow Jesus Christ
Forgive all others
As God has Forgiven You and Me
We all have sins.. We All come Short of God's Glory
Thank You.. Jesus Christ.. My Lord.. My Savior
For choosing.. to go through all.. that agony
So I-we be -Redeemed- Renewed-Reborn-
Jesus Did this.. Just for You and Me..
I Love Jesus!!!
Thank you for Saving All and Me..
Setting Us--me Free!!!
Come take up Your Cross
For Christ.. Save Souls
Let them Know about Jesus
Love always in Christ
I chose
I could’ve been
A homebound hermit,
Hypnotized by the hum
And hue,
Of a high-tech
HD computer screen.
A slave
To the
Rhythmic rap
Of
Clicking keys;
Depriving me
Of much
Needed rest.
I’d Search
For Love
And friendship
In a network
Of strangers,
Oblivious to
The world
Outside.
I would’ve
Made a great
Defense lawyer.
With my
Appetite to argue.
I’d rescue
Common crooks,
Convicted of crimes;
From the
Confinements
Of a cell.
I’d lobby
For leniency
With lavish
Litigation laws.
Dedicating myself
To Dissembling
The Death penalty
I should’ve
Joined
The army,
A proud patriot,
Surpassing
My peers
Through promotion;
From a potato peeling private,
To a more
Prominent position.
Pushing my
Paratroopers out
Of a plane.
Parading my men
On the field
Of battle.
I’d receive
A war
Winning wound,
Perhaps a
Purple Heart.
I could’ve
Been a detective.
Cleverly cracking
Cold cases-
CSI style,
Coercing confessions
From criminals
And Con-men.
Collecting a
Cheap watch,
As compensation
For my commitment
To the precinct.
I should’ve
Been a doctor.
Devoting my life
To curing
The incurable,
Letting long hours
Deprive me
From family.
Always
At the
Beckon call,
Of work
Provided beeper.
Carrying out
Curative procedures,
On clients
That are
Scarcely clinging
To life.
I would’ve
Made a
Terrific teacher.
Choosing to
Live my life
Through the
Youthfulness of
My students.
Teaching them
To take on
The world
With caution
And Confidence.
Lecturing them
With lessons
Of longevity.
Disguising
My desire-
Jealous of
Their youth.
My choice,
Was not to
Focus on
One aspect
Of life,
But to
Experience
Them all.
With the stroke
Of a pen,
I walk
All paths.
I chose
All destinies.
I could’ve
Been this,
Or been that…
I should’ve
Done this,
Or done that…
I would’ve
Made this
Or made that…
Instead,
I chose to write.
'I have seen what the world has to offer and have indulged in its many guilty pleasures. I have enjoyed myself immensely but the end thereof was as bitter as gall.'
Through self righteous eyes I thought my ways were right
Pursuing after vanities and all that gave my heart delight
The path I chose was pleasing in my sight
Like a nocturnal creature I ventured into the night
My wicked ways I did not want prying eyes to see
I never stopped to think what the consequences
of my actions would be
Now that I've had my fill of it all
What has it profited me?
Without warning came my sudden downfall
I toiled without relent to do iniquity
Seeking after worldly pleasures and
chasing after vanity
Who was there to stand with me
When I fell in the pit of calamity?
Was I not surrounded by many friends
When I was thriving in prosperity?
But a fool I was not to accept correction
When warned about my stupidity
My stubborn heart only led to disaster
And I learned a lesson in humility
Everything was meaningless and all in vain
I gave into the world when there was nothing to gain
The work of my hands brought upon me
guilt, regret and shame
After all that's said and done I only have myself to blame
Come, lets play in the rain, dirty dancing
the way you move drives me nuts, Insane!
Expensive purse, leather coat soaked
in the conditions. I dip you, we hydroplane
I feel like I am in heaven,
found a purpose.
I digress!!
Once an obsession,
A friendship at a cross road
love the complication,
Timing was not right.
Stars had not aligned,
chose friendship,
no fight!
Years pass, the occasional brunch
A matinee, oh and that luncheon
at a downtown cafe'.
Strolled the streets
downtown Salt Lake City,
Olympics!
Drunk, acting crazy
Two arrogant young adults
falling in love!
Stars had not aligned
timing was not right
I chose friendship
no fight!
Years pass and we email
talk on the phone.
Relationships fail
now we are both grown
I regress!
It feels like a dream,
drug induced,
on cocaine.
I smell through the rain
that sweet lavender lotion!
I caress, we dance
in slow motion.
The stars may have aligned
timing could be right!
Once started out a friendship
blossomed into kinship!
Now I fight!!
Jared Pickett
2/14/2014
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Why you chose me
Why you chose me?
Because of the arch in my back,
The beauty within my skin,
The red hills I love to wear,
Or is it my dress code that is official,
Why you chose me?
Do you know anything about me?
Do you know what my future holds?
Will you be a crutch in my life?
Are you here for me or to hold me back?
Why you chose me?
Is it because I have two nice cars,
A nice house,
A job with 5 children,
Do you know the reason you want to be with me?
I don’t need a crutch,
I need a back bone,
Don’t need an extra child,
I need a real man,
So why you choosing me,
Make sure you know what I need
I could run around in circles
to make you want me
but no amount of miracles
would make you love me
I've done all that i can
to make you see
that you are the man
man for me
From the start I danced in your eyes
you won my heart we shared our lives
with a hand so cold in the deepest way
you touched my soul
and I chose to stay, I chose to stay, I chose to stay
You said in time will tell
so i let you be
but every day was hell
and you could not see
From the start I danced in your eyes
you won my heart we shared our lives
with a hand so cold in the deepest way
you touched my soul
and I chose to stay, I chose to stay, I chose to stay
no more whispering I want you, no more baby i need you, no more I cant live without you
by my side
no more whispering I love you, no more baby I need you, no more I cant live without you
by my side
From the start I danced in your eyes
you won my heart we shared our lives
with a hand so cold in the deepest way
you touched my soul
and I chose to stay, I chose to stay, I chose to stay
History Knows…The Path You Chose
The sovereign old Ewe had a notion,
While leading her flock from the ocean,
”Now it seems I’ve become,
Worshipped just like the Sun,
What path shall I lead their devotion?”
For Carolyn's Contest
PLEASE NOTE THIS IS NOT MY POEM...I WANTED TO POST IT ANYWAY BECAUSE IT'S
IMPORTANT. ANYONE WORKING IN INDUSTRY SHOULD SAVOUR IT'S CONTENS AND
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I Chose to Look the Other Way.
I could have saved a life that day,
But I chose to look the other way.
It wasn't that I didn't care,
I had the time, and I was there.
But I didn't want to seem a fool,
Or argue over a safety rule.
I knew he'd done the job before,
If I spoke up, he might get sore.
The chances didn't seem that bad,
I'd done the same, he knew I had.
So I shook my head and walked by,
He knew the risks as well as I.
He took the chance, I closed an eye,
And with that act, I let him die.
I could have saved a life that day,
But I chose to look the other way.
Now every time I see his wife,
I'll know I should have saved his life.
That guilt is something I must bear,
But it isn't something you need share.
If you see a risk that others take,
That puts their health or life at stake,
The question asked, or thing you say,
Could help them live another day.
The First Flower I Chose
You were my rose, the first flower I chose
A beauty so fair, such shine in your hair
You I chose, the finest ever love rose
Asked on a dare, the prettiest girl there
Soon we wed, pretty flower graced my bed
Nights sent such bliss, heaven I did not miss
Flames in bed, want no other instead
Honey that kiss, love never was like this
Years together, in good and bad weather
Loving every night, touching sweet just right
Joy our weather, sweet kisses a feather
Sexy the sight, your naked body at night
My rose did cast, true love that did so last
I held so fast, to that ship's greatest mast
08-31-2014
Contest- Form Sonnet
Regina Riddle
Contest Name , Sonnet on a Intimate Relationship
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines)
Total # Words: 114
It is not because I chose this
In deed it was your breath and kiss,
Which wander’d through protective fences,
Guarding me from love’s pretenses.
I was a hurt flower,
Nestled in a tower,
Not ready for anything deep,
Vaulted instead in earthly sleep.
In small traces you opened a door,
Reaching in, you placed a seed in my core.
From sediments below a tree of life did grow,
A story rose, a light I came to know.
For she whose faith proved to be my mate,
It never came too late.
Leading the way, my heart from doubt,
Feeling finally what love is about,
A path appeared before my eyes,
Calling, calling, forget past lies.
The moment my soul kneeled,
Our future in absolute blood was sealed,
Which is to say,
By stroke of metaphorical play,
That the water of life is to be found,
Not under our feet in the ground,
But in the words we commit to,
There, and only there, is the mighty clue
....
The topos of life is layered,
In themes beyond the mighty herd,
Whose role is to keep the jungle order,
A dull knife wedged upon nature’s border:
To keep the words away,
Whose birth would surely slay,
The exhibitions of felt thought!
By which the icy laws have taught:
Out of nothing can not come something more.
A mighty wrong equation, that’s for sure.