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Premium Member The Ruby Rose - Typo Fixed

The ruby rose that I once knew
was graceful, mild, and oh so sweet.
I put down roots near her and grew
to understand she was discreet.

Though in her garden all seems well,
the ruby rose that I once knew
has secrets that she hates to tell.
Her lovely petals hide what’s true.

I learned too well what would ensue
when one disturbs her garden’s bed.
The ruby rose that I once knew
took wrong one simple thing I said.

I got too close to what she’d hid.
Revealing thorns, she pierced me through
and all for nothing wrong I did!!
The ruby rose that once I knew.

Dedicated to a poetry mentor from long ago
Nov. 16, 2021
For the 'Rose' Poetry Contest of  Robert James Liguori

You Could Have Fixed This

You could have fixed this
You were given chance after chance
And you could have fixed this,
But you didn’t

You could have saved the love
You were told time and again
And you could have saved the love,
If you’d just reached for my hand

You could have had your dreams
I would have made sure they came true
You could have had all your dreams
I would have given them to you

But you left… walked away from the love we made
Walked away from the promises too
Went back on everything you ever said you’d never do
Broke every vow, broke every trust
Yet, even then, I still missed you so much
There was nothing I wouldn’t give to you, try to do
So that you could come and fix this

But you didn’t fix it

You could have fixed this
But you don’t want to
And now the truth is
I no longer love you

And now, you can’t fix this
Because I am no longer broken
I repaired my heart myself
When you ran to someone else

There will come a day very soon
When you will regret how much you’ve missed
Because you decided to walk away
From a love you could have fixed

Premium Member Fixed Gaze

Fixed Gaze

                                   To capture the distant gaze
                                  Of the aged's milky blue eye
                                     Is to gaze into eternity.

                                       Is it my eye they see
                                       Or a distant memory,
                                          The tiniest mote, 
                                       The light of a spark?

                                       Fixed upon a place
                                      Staring motionlessly,
                                         Fearing to miss
                                            A glimpse
                                     Of who they might be.

                                       A feeling of falling
                                 Into the vastness of space.
                                   No beginning no ending
                                Consciousness lost in place.

                                   I swear we connected
                                   Within that long stare.
                                   The horror of knowing
                                   Too soon I'd be there.
                                       A milky blue iris
                                   Not seeing the world
                                       Not seeing me.

                                        Fixed gaze,
                               The world staring back
                                           At me.


'fixed'

The first time someone called you brave, 
It was because you crossed the street without looking. 
You didn’t do it out of bravery; 
You just didn’t think to look. 
But you liked the punch of B on your lips. 

At a time when you weren’t quite sure 
Who you were, you knew you could be brave. 
When your friends felt sick on a rollercoaster, 
You had another go because you were brave. 
When they dared you to go in the abandoned house 
Everyone thought was haunted, 
You walked right in because you were brave. 
When you lost your grandmother’s necklace, 
You told the truth because you were brave. 

When he banged on the door, screaming, 
You let him in–because you were brave. 

When his fingers dug in your skin 
Grip too tight as he pinned you down, 
You didn’t beg him to stop. 

When his clenched fist smashed your skin, 
You didn’t scream. 

When he told you the bruises 
He left were your fault you didn’t cry. 
You kept quiet. 

When they asked about the purple patches 
You tried to hide with concealer and hair 
You didn’t tell the truth– 
Because you’d be damned 
If you let anyone call you a victim. 

You’re too brave for that.

Premium Member My Amen Is Fixed

Food nourishes the prayerful and the blind.
This day no mourning is proper,
	but tilted.
Streaming video is no comfort
	when the cold howls outside.
Where are you going with this?
Lead on lead on, you farcical clown.

Makeshift shanties will suffice
	when cold is not remorse,
	and video streams into the window.
Bring up a zephyr from the south
	to ease this chill.

My, my sweet prince
	who sings to heaven—
Merrily we dance all day
	then freeze at night.
The cold is evermore,
	evermore.

Tying bubbles to a trampoline
	is hopeless, remorseless.
Evermore they sing, and nobody
	knows the proper tune.
Exhume the day from night
And peek through the slit of dawn.

The cold is evermore,
	evermore.
To face it will crust the cheek
	like ice
And bruise the spine with grace,
But my Amen is fixed, terminal.

Jesus will write you in his book
	with blood-ink,
And we must drift that way 
	like a leaf blowing
	in the cold wind--
	heartbroken.
© Bill Yates  Create an image from this poem.

Sorrow - Fixed, Orgininal Was Terribly Off Form

Light fades fast into darkness, forever a word of past
Hope hides helpless now, in the midst of this turmoil
Lost lonely sorrow, no pleasure, how long can I last 

Better days will come, to this it's taught stay steadfast
Covered by black storm clouds, faith continues loyal
Light fades fast into darkness, forever a word of past

Happiness of youth, an idea we once encompassed
Time moves fast making body, soul and heart spoil
Lost lonely sorrow, no pleasure, how long can I last

A day or reckoning If the soul can endure and outlast
We look, examine our lives, many, sadly left to recoil
Light fades fast into darkness, forever a word of past

To one end, weak or strong, a shadow we must cast
For that purpose, all strive, search, conspire and toil
Lost lonely sorrow, no pleasure, how long can I last 





I just had to fix this poem. I was searching for something and saw how badly it was off form. 

Finding meaning in life, a quest that has turned vast
However it's always elusive, at times angers to a boil
Light fades fast into darkness, forever a word of past
Lost lonely sorrow, no pleasure, how long can I last


Gaze Fixed Out To Sea

I wish to die 
By the Teak rail 
Of a salt weathered deck
A poetic death  you see…
Wrap’t snug as a bug
Warm woolen shawl  round my neck
With my ol’ grizzled dog at my knee
 I’d like to be found
Eyes wide open and round
In a rocker of wicker
Gazing out to sea.
What better a death
An ol’ poet’s last breath
Could there possibly  
…and poetically be?…

Tomorrow Is Another Day (Fixed)

Tomorrow Is Another Day

Tomorrow is another day
Aren't you glad that you survived yesterday?
You can stop holding your breath
 just live your life
You never know when it might be gone
 so open your eyes
Don’t worry,
don’t cry
Just remember
Tomorrow is another day

Everyday holds a meaning
Whether it be truth or a lie
Don’t hold back,
 don’t hide
Discover what it is you seek 
and don’t worry if you stray
‘Cause all you have to do is remember,
Tomorrow is another day

Premium Member Fixing This How I Fixed It

There was one ceiling fan chain
It was short hanging down
The short one controlled the light
So I pondered an idea
I bought a small dream catcher
Attached it to the short chain
Reaching for the pull chain
That was hard to reach

My Gaze Is Fixed On You

Some like to gaze at stars;
I stare instead at you.

Compared to how you glow,
They sparkle like the moon. 

You light my inner darkness; 
Your power shines so bright. 

You hold the whole night sky
On shoulders blazing tight. 

You raise each crimson sun 
With arms of strength and trust.

On you I place my faith 
You’ll break the dawn from dusk.

You flood me with fresh oxygen, 
Exhale my every breath.

My molecules are vivified;
You love me Life from Death.

I’m fully formed when we embrace.
Your beauty’s growing on my face;
All imperfection is erased.

Some choose to gaze at stars at night,
But I’m transfixed by You.

Star-Fixed Eyes

So sure of all that what might be
A world of possibility
A haven where young hearts might flee
With star-fixed eyes they went to see

Their days a happy melody
Delighting in their company
They spent such moments holding tight
That wishes hid their destiny

Their passion masked reality
As daylight lingered into night 
Another kiss another flight
Another satin memory

But then they paused to see the light
And questioned source of their delight
Was this the tale that they did write
Those lovers lost to mystery

So sure of all they had in sight
A world of everything is bright
A haven where all this is right
With star-fixed eyes a kiss goodnight

Premium Member Mommy Fixed Pancakes

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         /  In the early morn the house  is chill  /   \
       / with children still asleep in their bed. /       \
     /     In my warm robe I amble down     /    [+]  \
   /     the stairs and place a few logs      /   -~ `    , \
 /      and kindling in the fireplace         /-~    ‘ .  `   ,  \
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l Warming glowing flames perform       l     [ + ]  [ + ]   l
l curling, swaying, and cracking           l                        l
l       Pancakes and bacon                   l         [  +  ]       l   ` 
l   the children yell as they run            l         [  +  ]       l  `'`'
l    downstairs for breakfast                [-------           -----]  `'`'`'`'`'
l Mom asked with a smile, “Did you wash your hands “ -----‘   `   ‘    `    ‘   `   ‘------‘   `   ‘    `    ‘   `   ‘-----------‘   `   ‘    `    ‘   `   ‘  '''```      '''''''''''''       '    `'''```'''                                                          11/29/2016

Children Story
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Go Through Hell (Read It Now, I Added and Fixed Most Errors...)

Never in my world have I had anything to fight for, but you
I've been through hell and back only if you knew

We kept our relationship on the down low
We snuck around so that nobody important would know

We had our moments, were goodbye seemed to long
Even if it was for a minute, it felt so wrong

You left your dad, ran away for a night
Had your godparents worried, and your dad at fright

That was the turning point from good to sour
Now were done, and I feel like I have no power

I cried myself to sleep, woke up with tears
Couldn' beleive it, thought it was a nightmare

It was just reality, it didn't want to sink in
I'll always remember way back when

We cruised around, listening to tangled up in you
Knowing every word was beyond true

What do I do now, where do I start
I gave you my heart, and all you did was tear it appart

You were my strength, that guided my will
You were the pain taken away without the pill

Now your gone, what do I do, what did I do wrong
Do I turn to the bottle, hit up that bong

Im at lost for words, never felt so worthless
but I have a lot to confess

I would do the same for you, Leave out all the rest
Just to show you my love, and how it will never be A test

My fate, Is you, my love is true
without you I'd die, my world would be blue

I'm not loosing my reason to try
I wont give up unti the day thatl I die

It's you I need, and I know you need me 
One day, you will know, and be able to see

I will rescue you, even if I have to go through hell
Its you I need, Its you Danielle

You and me belong together
no matter the day, no matter the weather

Through stormy skies, and blizzard like conditions
Always remember, our loves mission

Fixed

In faith, I trusted yet in truth, I lied.
In hope I despaired 
For in those I trusted
I sought to find my heart repaired.

Reparation from a failed addiction,
From being a passionate man
And paying full price for my own indiscretions,
For being who I am.

So I seek solace within myself,
These dark and dusty caverns within my mind.
Away from over eager and imaginative lips
For this is my problem and my solution to find.

Honest To God Free Verse Grammer Not Fixed

why cant the pain
burst in the release of anguish 
threw my ears
threw the eyes
down the road 
of so many lies
so many tears
wasted time
hours in the dark looking to see
crying to feel something that isnt there
to feel alive
cold tears down my neck
warm blood down my wrist
dead inside
nothing's okay 
its not alright
this addiction called suffering
the agony the smile behind this pain
agony and suffering
a twisted grin as you scream my name
down the dark abise threw the gates of my judgement
your dead to me
it dosent matter your here alone
down on your knees
something gone
it was never missing
because it was never there
my words 
the truth
a care in the world
and my sanity

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