Best Go After Poems
Forever is just a state of mind
True happiness is yours to find
Reach out for life. Bathe in the stream
Don't be afraid to dream.
You will face Hell and feel distress
Emotions swell. Do not suppress
When it seems too heavy and you wonder why
Don't be afraid to cry.
Go after all you desire
In your soul, create a fire
Give all that you can give
Don't be afraid to live.
Material things will come to an end
Into the spirit we will descend
Give Glory to our God on High
Don't be afraid to die.
Don't be afraid to dream
Don't be afraid to cry
Don't be afraid to live
Don't be afraid to die.
Of all the enemies and difficulties we face in life, fear is the greatest.
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Where does my kitty cat go every day?
When I'm heading to school, is he getting away?
Or forgetting he musn't let strays in to play?
Where does my kitty cat go every day?
Where does my kitty cat go when it rains?
Does he stop at the station and try to hop trains?
Does he drop by the airport to gawk at the planes?
Where does my kitty cat go when it rains?
Where does my kitty cat go after dark?
Does he meet all his friends to play ball in the park?
Do the fans in the stands tweet and bray? Growl and bark?
Where does my kitty cat go after dark?
What does my kitty cat do when I nap?
Does he borrow my clothes? Pair my shoes with my cap?
Do you think he's aware that the toes overlap?
What does my kitty cat do when I nap?
How does my kitty cat know when I'm sad?
Does it show, what a terrible day I have had?
Does he nibble my nose to say things aren't so bad?
How does my kitty cat know when I'm sad?
What will my kitty cat do when I'm old?
Will he switch on the TV before being told?
Will he sit with me too, watching stories unfold?
What will my kitty cat do when I'm old?
What will my kitty cat think I intend
if I show him I care with the time that I spend
and make sure I am there when he's needing a friend?
I know he'll think that I love him.
**The End**
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The sun hung low in the sky
And the light was beginning to fade
Maggie the Schnoodle and Jack the Retriever
Stood before me
Tails wagging
Noses pointing to leashes
Looking expectantly
Tapping their toe/paw
Checking the clock
Clearly reminding me
It was now time for their daily walk.
Okay, I promised. We'll go after I do just one more thing.
I’ll just check my email, oh and just search Google on that one thing I heard about...
Oh look there, well I wonder if anyone’s done any research on that, let’s see...
Well, hmmm, are there any blogs with opinions on the matter, let’s see…
Ah ha! I must bookmark this page and come back to it,
For I must take the dogs out before it gets dar………………k?
How can it be? Where did the sun go?
Why, only a moment ago there was plenty of light.
Alright Jack, let's go Maggie …how 'bout a walk by the light of the moon?
Inspired by Laura McKenzi's "Beyond (an un-named time that follows day)fall" contest.
You are only just a baby girl
Moms' forever happiest thing in this world
But one day you will grow up too
And will probably meet a guy or two
Don't let a guy treat you bad my child
Don't let those little emotions run so wild
That you forget what you deserve
And end up settling for things less than your worth
I promise to not choose for you
But mom wish that you will choose well
My darling child you will fall in love
But pray for a guy from the good Lord above
Settle for someone who appreciate you
And making you happy is what he wants to do
Don't lose your voice in this thing called love
Don't ever feel like you're not good enough
Find your voice and stand up for what's right
Fight for your heart with all your might
I promise Mom will not choose for you
But Mom hope that you will choose well
Go after the things you always wanted
But not a guy who take you for granted
Love him, but not if you have to long to be loved
My child pray for a guy from above
Even if your little heart should break one day
Don't hang on to things not worth the stay
You can come to mom and pour out your heart
And together we'll pray for a good guy from God
Mom promise to not choose for you
But mom hope that you will choose well
I hope you will make the right choices in life
That to a good husband you'll one day be wife
A forever kind of happiness and being treated well
Not with a guy making you feel you can't be yourself
There is a chance that your little heart may break
Mom can't promise that life is a piece of cake
But you can come to mom and pour out your heart
Together we'll pray for a good man from God
Mom promise to not choose a guy for you
But mom pray that you will choose well
Don't just give away your heart
Of your entire body it's the most fragile part
You don't have to keep your heart forever
But open it to a guy to whom your heart matter
You are exceptional and worth all the love
From the guy you prayed for, from the good Lord above
One thing that will make you sad
Is if you settle for a guy who treat you bad
Mom promise to not choose a guy for you
But my love mom hope you'll choose well
*Dedicated to my 11 month old daughter who will one day fall in love*
Anything you lose by speaking your truth isn’t a loss
It’s an alignment
As individuals, we all have our assignment
Our purpose transcends people and
Our alignment sees the fake from the real
Go after your purpose before it is too late
You belong to your goals even
If a river of darkness heads your way
Stay glued to your direction and remember
“Locate the problem
Find a solution
Strengthen what you have
Do it before it is too late”
Chase your purpose
Raise your expectations
So that you never get bored with your purpose in life!
Strike a chord with destiny and
Let your gift feed humanity even
If you lose people along the way
Stand your ground because
Anything you lose by speaking your truth isn’t a loss
It’s an alignment
We must leave the ninety-nine
To go search and find
The one lost sheep
Wand'ring far behind
We must leave the ninety-nine
To go search and find
The one lost sheep-
Left behind (Chorus)
Just suppose one of you has a hundred sheep
Then loses one of them and begins to weep
Would you not leave the ninety and nine
And go after the one on your heart and mind
And when it's found you would hold it closer
And carry it home upon your shoulders
Then call all your neighbors and gather all your friends
Celebrating your sheep that's back in the fold again
[Bridge]
Likewise there's more rejoicing
In Heaven up above
Over one lost soul who will repent
Than for the ninety-nine
Who are already found
To be righteous and so obedient (So..)
(Chorus)
Now suppose one of you has ten silver coins
But then loses one of them from your collection
Would you not light the house and sweep the floors
Searching very carefully for what is yours
Would you not put away the other precious nine
And look in every corner until the lost one you'd find
Then call all your neighbors and gather all your friends
Celebrating you have your coin in your hand again
[Bridge]
(Chorus)
[Bridge2]
But don't forsake the congregation
And now's the time for visitation
To lead the lost ones to salvation
With God's angels in celebration
(Chorus)
She was left alone
Standing in the rain
Even though it’s not shown
She’s filled with nothing but pain.
He was supposed to be with her
They were supposed to have a date
He was going to propose to her
But he couldn’t escape his fate.
What’s she to do now?
He was her everything
To him, she made a vow
In her heart, he’s the only king.
He did everything for her
Not caring if their parents opposed
He just wants to be with her forever
To other girls, his heart is closed
Her life began because of him
She just realized life’s neither fair nor fun
How to go on without him?
what now that he's gone?
His memories started with her
But it ended in just a flash
What of now and forever?
He only left her heart a gash
They both loved each other deeply
What will happen now that they’re not together?
An obvious answer came to me
Juliet would immediately go after Romeo.?
Apply the theory that god cease to exist.
You as an unbeliever may resist in the belief that there is someone who is more intelligent than your comprehension of life itself.
Let's imagine for a while that evolution in not just a myth of lies and deceit.
In your mind,
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
Where are you going after death?
What is your purpose for breathing my air?
Well without God you came from nowhere.
And where you go after death?
Well I'm not sure you want to answer that.
Your telling me that I evolved from a partial of nothing,
and that MANS' purpose is just to live and die.
Well the Devil is a lie.
Now back to reality.
God is real and he's alive.
I know Satan has you blinded by ideas of a godless world were you are free to do as you please.
A thought of a true and living God is a mental disease.
You try to sell me on principals is Me, Myself, and I.
Why?
So I can end up in your determine state of hopelessness.
That is the sermon you want me to buy.
Preaching, lessons on stories of mysterious scientific fact.
While history has proven that there is someone greater than that.
Your evidence is not consistent with the truth.
Do you want me to show you proof.
It is you;
it is me
it is everybody.
Just living is proof that God exist.
The signs are to numerously great for me to list.
As I speak, he speaks through to you.
He is here.
He is there
He is everywhere.
If you look for him closely,
he will show you.
Look into a mirror, at your reflection.
You will see the miracle of creation.
There is no need to wonder,
no need to apologize.
God is here for me, and he will be there for you.
You have no need to turn blue.
God love for us is true.
He is a light in the face of darkness.
Remember that ignorance is expensive.
While believing in God is a freedom and never-ending steps to becoming a brand new you.
Dear June
Dear June, you are summer’s gateway,
The goodbye to storms, that first taste of searing heat,
As our assessment of you recalls family days,
Anniversaries of the deaths of loved ones, birthdays, a graduation,
First of a month to ponder again,
Where do we go after Spring’s end?
Smell the Gardenias, enjoy the tall zinnias,
Is not the sun brighter?
Discover a mystery writer.
Children to keep busy, and
For those so inclined, a traveling time,
Inspired by your magnificent moon.
Dear June.
Passion with a Pen
Birth of a Critic
8/2/2023
So excited was I, to gain a position.
Something so dishonest was going on!
I was so driven to right an evil wrong.
My college paper, had me on a mission!
Decades danced away,I forgot what it was.
The Editor, with spine, would not remove my piece!
Faculty grumbled, red-faced, without surcease.
It went to press, entire campus alive and abuzz!
That’s when my desire to write was born.
The Muse to write blew clearly her horn..
Call me, “The Ethical Vigilante!”
I will go after any lies or propaganda, that is fake and scanty.
Don’t worry to much the stress will kill you
Just open yourself and let it all pass through
Don’t let a pebble turn into a boulder
Let the turmoil slip away from your shoulder
This world is always playing tricks on me
So I’m just going to laugh and not take it seriously
Let the anxiety become a total stranger
Stand up for yourself but stay clear of danger
Don’t ever make the same mistake twice
Go after the one you love no matter what the price
This world is always playing tricks on me
So I’m just going to laugh and not take it seriously
Don’t be nervous and keep your emotions bottled up inside
Stand tall and live in your own pride
Work hard but play harder so tension doesn’t take its toll
Pray to God everyday to free your soul
This world is always playing tricks on me
So I’m just going to laugh and not take it seriously
The serpent called her
And as if swans carried her light airy behind
She ran through the cooling blue vines of the garden
Into a jungle that puffed magenta steam clouds
Circumventing cawing crowds of warning green fowl
She wasn’t startled by the beast’s bright yellow face
Nor his elongated serpentine demeanor
In fact she formed a one-woman army of souls
That would one day inhabit her entire planet
She listened to his soft persuading elocute
And dreamed to appropriate her ghostly master
He entwined and penetrated her quiescent mind
Persuading and enticing with promised power
She became the trained monkey of the tempter
The first of millions that would soon go after her
Like a hungry macaque she climbed the great tree
In search of her creator’s forbidden construct
Reaching the golden fruited orb with heated breath
She plucked it without hesitation or regret
Racing through a luscious sea of green and amethyst
She finds her sleeping mate beneath a giant mushroom
She awakens him with an erotic purring
Her tantalizing womanhood nude for his taste
Drunken from her enveloping draining pleasure
He accepts her offer of golden fruited prize
As they greedily dinned the garden slowly died
And the master revoked their immortality
Clothed with wilting turquoise leaves to cover new guilt
They fled their luscious home for the valley of death
Never to return
she had enough curiosity to kill a thousand cats but not about sex
she awoke to him on top of her AGAIN then a quick blow to the head
she had been stricken temporarily dumb
suddenly she had a sharp penetrating eruption of rage and hatred and alien that belonged in
as science fiction movie
on a deep instincual level he knew what was coming next
his conscious mind could not-or would not-put a name on it but his subconscious knew what
it was
he fled out the door in a blind-panic as wide-eyed and spooked as a dumb animal reacting to
headlights
she had a moment of vulnerability as the door swung shut behind him
her exquistely shaped and hormoniously related features bespoke sensitivity and refinement
opposite of a parody of seduction
she felt like she was attacked by a pack of rats
was she able to go after her attacker this time the fifth time the last time she knew who he
was and where he lived
she quietly moved around his bed as he drooled and dreamed and put the knife to his throat
then slapped him in the face
he began pleading and apologyzing squrrying and ceaselessly crying in what almost sounded
like a guttural foreign language
finally she made her point and left him to drown in his guilt but as soon as she closed the
door she heard a "BANG"
he took his own life he ended their pain all she could do was scream"NO DAD!"
TO MANY CHILDREN ARE ABUSED BY RELATIVES AND WE IGNORE THE SIGNS
THESE ARE THE ONES WE LOVE WE MUST OPEN OUR EYES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Always...
laugh
give hugs
pray to God
flash a smile
try your best
respect women
face your fears
think positively
trust your instinct
stand up for ideas
believe in yourself
find joy in your life
be a force for good
express appreciation
choose truth over lies
share your knowledge
choose love over hate
go after what you want
look at life optimistically
help out the less fortune
learn more about people
take up daunting challenges
believe that you can do anything
treat people with respect and dignity
believe that the impossible is possible
Date written: 07/05/2020
Carpe Diem you said
And I ponder that line as I sit here in bed
Seize the day; don’t stop ‘til you’re dead
Don’t fight with your fists, but with your head.
Be the rebel they used to be
Be the inspiration you want to see
Chase your dreams, fulfill your destiny
It was meant for you, like the sand for the sea
Go after the life that you want
Turn away as they tease and taunt
Even though their words will haunt
And they tower over you and daunt.
Be free and choose your life
Fulfill the dreams you dream at night
Follow your heart, it’s always right
Never let your dreams go out of sight.
You told me to hold on
To the things that fill my heart with song
Don’t let them tell you that you’re wrong
Don’t be afraid though the road is long.
And I won’t forget these things you said
Carpe diem ‘til you’re dead
I won’t fight with my fists, but with my head
It’s the most powerful tool in your tool shed.