Best Gavin Poems


Hopeless and Filled With Heartache

Tell me why doe’s the wind blow,
When it seems that almost anything can over power this boat,
The waves rise slowly and surely a storm is on its way,
A day of innocence equating beauty,
For tomorrow may fall,
And today is already gone,
I've decided that tonight is the night,
That I set love aside,
This whole time we're provoking each other in a blinding violence,
The ship rocked and I plummeted into the sea,
And you dove after me,
But now you know that I’m cold,
The mast snaps and the ship floods,
We wash up on a shore and you seek us shelter,
Crying out my name you try to resuscitate me, 
Keep your hands on my chest and wait for a beat,
I'll keep your trust in my arms and pain in my feet
We will all fall in the end.
As the time to rise approaches
No one will take responsibility
So tell me why does the wind blow?


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In this poem i give credit to 4 bands 
for assisting me with the words 
I could not find.

1.Our Last Night
2.As I Lay Dying
3.Dance Gavin Dance
4.As Blood Runs Black

I Hope you enjoyed it

Premium Member Ho-Hum, Here Are the Keys

Ho-hum, another war lost
  We should have won
Our new partner for peace ~ the Taliban

Ho-hum, a new school year
  First semester's curriculum
    Learn whom to FEAR

Ho-hum, we're going all-electric
  While 'Mr. Green President'
Begs Russia ~ Pump more oil! Protet us!

Ho-hum, California burns
  The no-win solution
Gavin Newsome returns

Ho-hum, Chicago's locked down
  No, it's not Covid
It's a murderous town

Ho-hum, soaring inflation
  I can still sleep ~ My paycheck's 
Indexed to tax machinations

Ho-hum, another day closer
  To beckoning the invading hoardes
Come over ~ Here are the keys ~ Take over

The Wild Kratts Kids

Turning on the TV
Wonders how they do it
Why they need to flee
Is a matter you know your mother wit

When the world is calm
Somewhere out there needs your help
Who could hear them, and make becalm
Someone watched them like a wolf’s whelp

They are brothers to save wild fauna
With their special creature power suits
Gaining animal powers, saving them from trauma
Transport them in a specific route

Helping rebuild habitat’s life chain
Pio as Chris, Malka as Aviva
JD as Martin, Joakim as Gavin
Teamwork with a brilliant idea

Dolphin’s dive, frogfish’s camouflage
It feels great with these powers
With the strength of rhino charge
Basilisk lizard walking on water


19 November 2014
Written for my son, nephews, and niece who have fun watching The Wild Kratts on TV
With my own song version on http://pinoylifefacts.blogspot.com/


Black Cat

A black cat didn't exactly frighten Gavin 
He initially jumped kinda lightly, Mom
Now, Ola Parsons quickly responds, saying
The ugly varmint wanted xeroxed yellow Zinnias

Romans 7:24 : My Birth & Rebirth

'O wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?'

      None have I yet, from my days so young, met in the pastures of my life and its 
weeds. None hat met my plead nor steer for righteousness to bring me to the 
light from this shaded skin and flesh. 'O wretched man that I am! Who shall 
deliver me from the body of this death?'
      That is my plead in motto; My forefront from sin. Sin - the wrong introduced 
from the law; The law that shames the gospel; The gospel of Jesus Christ. Back 
at when the day of Pentacost came and at when the Crucifixion Day fell; Hope 
rose. The law was appended, but God's word never died, it prevailed.
     Back at 'Day 1' in my life, I was born of a natural birth - A sinner. Just a fat little 
sinner. I would toil with my birth parents and just get on their nerves! To cry 'n fret 
when nothing's wrong. To eat and eat and eat and eat. And as we all know, when 
we eat a lot, we "leave a lot" behind. But sneaking past the early years, to about 
the 5-7 ages, I'd do the most craziest things, and boy did I get some whippings! 
But those whippings led me to myself, and someone opened my eyes and found 
me. 'O wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?'
     That question empowered me - and had me wondering. But someone had 
found me. He saved me from a life of destruction. On June 17, 2001, age 8, I 
went down in the Water of Baptism in the name of Jesus Christ, and that same 
day, I spoke in tongues - God filled me and delivered me.
     June 17, 2001, God wrote the obituary of Gavin D. Sumter - the sinner, and He 
wrote the birth certificate of Gavin D. Sumter - the Holy Son & Child of God. 'O 
wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?'
     I'm proud to say that God has delivered me!
© Gavin D.S.  Create an image from this poem.

My Hot Dogs

Two small dachshunds 
Fill my soul
They have their own 
personalities
One named Rocky 
Cute silver dapple
Smiles as he runs
And eats with delight
The other named Gavin
A tiny terror as he thinks 
He's bigger than his bite
His joyous times
Are also running and rolling
Chasing birds and anything 
That moves 
These are my loves as they
Continue to grow 
I'm a proud dog parent
Seeing and being
With them 
Brings me great joy


Premium Member Earthquake and Jumping Jenner

'TWAS  4PM yesterday, my daughter called and shouted.
"Did you feel the earthquake, Mom?"
Oddly, I did not, though we live near each other.
Last night there were forty aftershocks.
I felt so cheated somehow and I pouted.

Life must need a spark when a earthquake you must feel!
Perhaps become a man, like Caitlyn Jenner, would be more fun.
Wear lovely dresses and my hair in a man-bun?
Oops, cannot do that either?
The Woke-Parol demanded I may not call it that!!

I have the perfect answer.. Binary-Bun!!
Perfect for summer, as I race for Governor of California.
As my faithful followers, cheer me on!
In this most auspicious, political race.
Come on down, if you can you keep pace!!


                 7/9/2021


Caitlyn Jenner...running to unseat Gavin Newsom, 
Known as "Lockdown  Louie!"

Premium Member Janus Face

Janus Face

Chaotic dialect set-off back-and-forth
Two contrasting characteristics 
One is proven to be duplicitous
Political backing of the other party
Now denies it
A refusal that of a true statement
Two-headed bull, speaks gibberish
But the bull is goaded,
wounded, half-crazed
If the bull could reason, 
it would understand
After the matador shows off 
assessing the bull
The matador unfurls a red cape
Makes me sigh
Men, and women who stand by the bull
Who want to take away freedom 
A kind of deception in which you 
intentionally hide your true feelings 
Intentions behind false words or
Freedom’s away from women's choices 
Of their own bodies! 

Immigrants’ work grants and
reforms dissolving 
They define our American character 
and shared history
They are not a problem we need solving
Doctors arrested for saving mothers' 
LGBT rights gone
It’s wrong according to the Good Book 
A*** or oral copulation “bad acts” 
aren’t limited to homophobes
Hear, hear,
Listen to you!
Invisible self
I’m just a regular guy trying to help you – 
but if you go back to your old world, beware, 
because there are some tricky guys out there
No freedom for those people
Students’ books banned, 
Bullying left-facing taken into their own hands

Shine a spotlight on the humanity of immigrants, 
and the underlying theme is compassion
Chaotic dialect back-and-forth
Left-facing a Warrior for the people
Our beautiful United States will not be free at all
If together we don’t stand,
So, divided we will fall

On day 1, I promise to take all social experimentation (affordable housing), woke agenda (ban books), side issues (woke ideology) and throw them in the trash—Ron DeSantis

There's one thing that we have in common— Neither of us will be the nominee for our party in 2024—Gavin Newsom
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Breaking News

I looked and beheld a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer—Revelation 6:2


BREAKING NEWS

At this moment...
President Biden is stepp'n down
as he passes the torch
but upon himself his crown 
still shines
                                                  
at this moment...
a forerunner chimes!
Endorsing Kamala Harris
smart and strong and very capable
she stands upon the terrace

at this moment...
what a man to do this for our country
A phenomenal president
Ended the presidency of a disastrous wanna be
History and fate 
brought him to the presidency
albeit aversion deriving from fear and hate
Helped deploy the world pandemic legacy
Much more he has contributed 
Smug they were at the coronation
but pride cometh before the fall
Age revealed its sly self yet indignation
there was none, empathy over all
for his country

at this moment…
the crown will become a reminder 
against any challenger
There will be no one kinder
On the ticket one less
Another woman, can’t have two from California
Governor Gavin Newsom my guess
Can’t be two women only warn ya
Nomination process, who will we choose?
If they don’t go with Kamala…
We all shall lose
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Premium Member Barry University Graduate's Parrot Ting Thought: One Should Not Doubt Thomas

Finally got home in the dead of a cold night 
With the Gators starting to pull away in this holiday fight 
It seems like this is the end to the day full of games 
That featured college students who are establishing their names

Big plays abound during the time when tourists are doing the South Florida town. 
Granted the suits behind the desks talked California roses 
Which could see many professional gridiron proposes 
But that was not all since the halftime gave Gavin De Graw the call 
To play his keys during the halftime festivities 
With dancers on the ground the crowd must have loved the sound 
As the second half is ready to take place it seems like the track meet is ready for the OB race. 
It slowed down a bit 
As the score seemed to be very fit 
Despite not being in the swamp the Gators seemed to get what they want 
But the VA stood tall despite their backs to the wall  
But soon during a nice drive Jefferson would see his memorial when the Gator stole one in the same way if they snatched an Oriole. 
You see the Gator had a run knowing they needed to close out the spread to be told they were done 
But TJ defense stood tight in this money fight 
He wasn’t going down in the battle for green 
From these players who just a few years ago were teens. 
With one swift kick everyone saw the spread was not a trick 
But TJ had one more try to steal the treasure from the line ole English man William Hill did measure. 
With the numbers that were posted 
The over should have been played for those cooking the New Year’s Eve Roasted 
And TJ walked away not feeling mean but pocketing the green 
With a nice grin since he knows the school, he built had the win.

Yet So True

YET SO TRUE
What is this place called Earth? 
Such a lot of grief and pain.
A beautiful place for people who are successful
A horrible place for people who undergo pain
Why should people undergo so much pain?
Why do people who have trust in God undergo such pain?
Is it simply because their faith is not as big as a mustard seed?
Or is it they have no faith at all and yet call for His help?
Our God is an awesome God that He heals all the people whom He calls, His children.
Isn’t the sand and the stone Gods?
Why aren’t the people who undergo pain not His?
Is it because they have ancestral curses?
Or is it that they are drowning in their own sins?
God is faithful and trustworthy no matter what your situation is….
He lends a shoulder to lean on, 
When our hearts are distressed and heavy laden,
Didn’t this same God send His Son to die for our sins?
So why not be grateful enough to die for our own sins
Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die..
Death is just material because eternal life is mightier..
Should we be happy or sad when we lose people who are dear and near?
If we are sad, we are being selfish by not being happy for them…
They are leaving us and leading eternal life
Is that not called selfishness????
Why is this life so confusing?
Is this the life our God wants us to live?
So that eternal life seems mightier…
Why can’t material life also be eternal?
Why can’t this life be sin free?
Destroy all temptations that spoil Gods temple.
People say it’s easy to preach but hard to practice…
People think its better left unsaid…	
Now, who is being selfish…?
Life is so confusing yet so true….
                                                              Written by
                                                              Casper Gavin White

Premium Member Some Little Boys

        


			Some little boys like dinosaurs
			Close the windows, shut the doors,
			We don’t want any dinosaurs 
			 Coming into our indoors.

			Some little boys like Billy goats.
			Hide your coats and breakfast oats.
			We don’t want any Billy goats
			Chewing on our nice new coats .

			Some little boys like kitty cats.
			Cats hide rats in your hats.
			We don’t want any cats or rats
			Hiding in our Sunday hats.

			Some little boys like bubble gum
			That’s okay.  Give me some.
			If you don’t think it’s too dumb,
			A grandma chewing bubble gum.
			
	
For Gavin on his 3rd birthday. Won 3rd place

Happy Mother's Day

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY 
I’m proud of her always 
always grateful 
grateful for her love
 love that has kept us together 
together through the ups and downs 
 sacrificing her happiness for me 
being strong 
so I never doubt  
so I never worry
 giving us the confidence
 to face the uncertainties 
the little wars of this world
 celebrating every of my success 
From sitting up 
to taking the first steps, 
walking for the first time 
to becoming the person, I am today
Enjoy your day  ©GAVIN RICKY (2023)

Premium Member strange shrouds

I sat in restless chairs
I breathed stilted air
what feeling compares
with feeling squandered?

I’m not sadfishing,
I was bored in a 5-star hotel.
I’d swum the Atlantic - in the underground pool
and I felt like I was marinating in boredom.

It was as if the loudest thing in our suite was
the sound of my eyelashes flapping up and down.

I wasn’t in solitary confinement,
Lisa was there too - and just-as bored.
She didn’t complain, 'cause she’s ‘New Yorker’ stoic.
So I started complaining for her - for the team.

We’d filtered every boutique,
sampled every eclectic café,
there’s just nothing to do in Geneva.
It is an implacable reality.

Peter (my bf) was at work all day and we were on vacation.

It’s different when he’s around.
He walks into the room, and I feel like
a phone that’s been placed on its charger
- the world lights up and I get - charged.

“We should make a list,” I'd announced, “‘the pros and cons of boredom.”
“No,” Lisa said, “Let’s name fun things.”

“Fruity Pebbles popcorn,” I started.
“Girl panda makeup” Lisa offered,
“Foot massages and bubblegum”
“Cotton candy and sunflowers”
“Holidays and sparkly things!”
- we went on and on and on and -
“kittens” I updogged dreamily, then I switched subjects completely.

“We need to go to Paris.” I announced, with a tone of relief.
“Oh yeah?” Lisa asked, with a little side head-bob.
“Actionable intel,” I whispered, “Grandmère wants to see me.”
Lisa gasped, adding, “You’re in TROUBLE,” drawing the last syllable out slowly.
“That would be a first,” I laughed.

“Kisses!” She exclaimed, resuming the game.
I remembered the first time I thought of kissing Peter. The thought was a flash, an emotional Rorschach test and I smiled. It was like a movie kiss, an abstract heaven - not the breathy, erotic kisses of real life.
“Where’d you go?” Lisa asked, grinning.
Some emotions are too thick for words.
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Songs for this:
Good Luck, Babe! by Chappell Roan
Disco Boots by Gavin Turek

Songs That Have Shaped Who I Am

Chapters by Brett Young and Gavin DeGraw
Hell of a View by Eric Church
All of Me by John Legend
Rise up by Andra Day
Let’s Do it Again by J boog
On Tonight by Chase Rice
Timeless by Dallas Smith
The sound of a million dreams by David Nail
Everywhere by Chase Rice

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