Best Hopeme Poems
Fire and ice fill these veins, dreams
are no longer sufficient to quell the
turbulent tides that quarrel within.
Deep within butterflies dance out
of sync, and the heartstrings await
the magical fingers of the harpist.
Solitudes aura is cold and clammy,
there is a dark side to this loneliness
that I cannot comprehend, it leaves
me wanting. This lonely castle wall
where so many poets have cast their
words, thrown their hearts to a new
horizon or a setting sun, is where I
await the tide that brings you forth.
For I know you are real, we have
touched in another time, drank the
wine, made love, danced the dark
hours in passion. Dim my vision
since you waltzed these eyes, my
Queen come to me, come with
haste, fill these arms, fill this
heart, kindle the fires and melt
the ice. Bring me stars , bring me
paradise, give me lips as soft as
snow, give to me your love and
these castle walls would crumble
before your smile. Patiently I
stand these walls, scanning the
seas for that sail that conveys our
union, lonely but so in love.
Dear Lord,
I come to you with a special need
Please keep me humble as I succeed
My Lord within the breath of this prayer
For all those in need I offer care
The elderly call me when in need
Lord, forever help me plant thy seed
I pray dear Lord to never forget
The things in my life that I regret
Let me use those things so I can be
Forever serving you humbly
Tanka, didn’t work for me you see.
Sorry for the wait, I’ve been as busy as a bee.
I see PD is getting a lot of praise
I’m confident, PD, it is not just a phase!
I had to wait to view some of your writes
I had little information, but I let you out of my sights
PD, I have recaptured my Soul today
Shoot me down if you want and have your say
I read your Haiku and it would be easy to hurt
But my friend, that time has gone, no more dirt.
I open my arms to embrace you true
Change of direction, writing about the colour blue
Blue is the colour of protection and the spirit
I give it to you, you can walk forever with it.
Poetry Destroyer IS the wrong name
Poetry Supporter is the correct term, but what a shame.
I wish you luck on you future hits
The day will come you will enter the grand old Ritz
So, the offer is there stands there my dear PD
Hit me hard, knock me out, send me to sea.
Is this the white flag, you tell me?
May be it is, lets wait and see.
Send me to the stocks or chain me up
Poetry police, long term i'll never give-up
Congenial spirit,
Lavish me with overflowing waters,
...fill me with a love indefatigable
O' the bliss of feeling,never falters,
supersensual of the unexplainable...
Indwelleth understanding's tears of joy
like luminescent layers of a pearl,
gently clothed by an heavenly envoy
...life of love to be,surreal.
Congenial spirit,
soothe me with angelic gentleness
eternal bliss with everlasting happiness...
I feel like I am a fly that lives for no purpose
Doing anything for no reason
Death to me is seven days away!
How long will this torment in my soul last?
There is a longing in me;
Big as the oceans:
Stretching beyond the shores of my solitary confinement.
And my soul lies bleeding;
Bleeding from the wounds of afflictions.
Bitterness poisons my thoughts;
Creating a huge dark cloud;
covering the diamond stars that glitter in my mind.
A drought of grace and love dwells in my heart;
And resentment has grown in me as a cactus in a desert.
Shadows of death and doubt breathe upon me,
Like vultures waiting on me as if I was a dying prey.
Destruction is taking a step closer to me every hour.
And I’m folded as a cabbage,
Squeezed on a corner,
Trembling and crying out:
“My LORD, My FATHER,
Why do you forsake me?
Clearly as the clean air; I am nothing without YOU.
Rise up my LORD!
Rise up as the sun rises up at the break of dawn wiping out the darkness,
Let YOUR light shine upon my life and put a song in the bird's heart.
Let me rejoice at the beauty of YOUR sunrise
Let me rejoice at the first ray of light that shines a beam of gold
Let YOUR light dry the tears of anguish and loneliness caused by darkness.
Restore back peace and love in my life.
Kill the torment in my soul
And in its place rise a sweet essence.
Pour rains of grace and love in my dry heart
And bring back to life the sweet fragrant flowers of spring.
Blow away the bitter clouds of thought,
And leave my mind stretched as the universe;
beautified by billions of stars glittering as eternity.
Chase away the dark shadows that breath upon me,
And let the doves bring to me the twigs of salvation.
For in my inner depths breathes hope and faith in YOU.
Let YOUR deliverance and providence shine upon me as the cloudless noon day sun;
And FATHER;
Let not the light of YOUR eyes set away from me,
Lest I become proud in YOUR eyes.”
Form:
A Billion Soul Mates
By Rick Rucker
I don’t think that there’s one “soul mate,”
No more than there is a “perfect” date.
In searching for a match,
I easily found a glorious catch!
To say I love her, makes me a liar,
She simply set my Heart afire!
When I saw her, I felt Doom,
There she was, across the room,
I knew my Heart would not long last,
It would burn up very fast.
I saw her first, then she smiled,
Suddenly, my Heart went wild!
Her face was like a Vermeer painting,
Now, I was afraid of fainting!
I knew that I would fall in Love,
And said a prayer to those Above.
I was struck so hard by her beauty,
I forgot to do my “duty.”
In my hand, I held a rose,
But I was frozen, head to toes!
In front of me, the Love I seek,
Why can’t I get my tongue to speak?
Finally, with an effort heroic,
I tried to appear quite stoic,
And not drool all over her,
That we ate is still a blur,
The first thing that I recall,
When escaping from my thrall,
We were standing near her car,
The best date I’d had, by far.
As I watched her car leave,
‘Twas then that I began to grieve.
I knew I’d made the date a mess,
What she thought, I could only guess.
Driving home, I thought it through,
And decided what I’d do,
I’d not call her, in that way,
I wouldn’t have to hear her say,
That she’d not see me more,
Which would drop me to the floor!
After an agonizing week,
I called her, and in a voice quite meek,
And asked on another date,
“Yes,” her answer, I can relate!
A dozen more have we had since then,
We’re planning on what happens when,
We’ve become more than each other’s friend,
And we will be together ‘til The End!
And so, I’m trying to let you see,
That if a common guy, like me
Can find his Love, with this few dates,
There must be a billion “soul mates”
For each one of us,
A dozen on the next bus!
If you’ve not found her, don’t despair,
She’s just around that corner, there!
What have you to say to me?
About these things of woe
Help me to understand my plight
Comprehend, then let them go
Such bittersweet moments arise
Keeping me up at night
Charming thoughts of my father
Turns itself into awful fright
My father was a gentle man
Or so I thought most times
Until I put pen to paper
Spoke of dirty deeds mostly in rhymes
Tonight I sit amongst the pews
Trying to decipher the noise
Music outside screaming your name
Inside we stir, have lost all poise
Remembering the days gone by
Wanting to know what’s real
Dear Savior, Father, keeper of me
Turn up my emotions, let me feel
Cry the tears to heal the heart
Wipe away the bloodshed past
Bring me to this place call home
Home is where Your true love lasts
I am weary and so tired
Fraught with grief and dread
Longing to know the gift of sleep
Knock out sadness, oh, knock it dead
Praise Your name, I try my best
There’s no one else but You
You are the reason that I can cope
My God, My Savior, my one true hope
Blessings to the Lord above
Father, loving and true
Thank you for my life today
Jesus Christ, I do love You
I always wished it was easy to acquire happiness,
but it’s moments like the one I’m facing,
that strengthens my emotions and builds my character.
Nothing is appreciated nor gained from easiness.
It’s the difficulties of this situation,
that brings out the best in me,
while taking me closer to my joy.
So in reality…with all the twists and turns,
I pass ’round those rumored curves,
letting the path guide me through the unknown,
Knowing this desolate heart, will be lead back to you.
I traveled a thousand miles
Just to see that smile
I stopped for a while
Just to hear you're not mine
I asked this question before
But no one there could answer all
Some tolerated, other’s ignored
I can't asked anymore
All I wanted is one morning
Accompanied by one night
Softened by a perfumed breeze
and moistened by a cold wind
Let it be in my eyes
in the break of dawn
Let it remain
until the horizon
let me feel this emptiness tonight
for tomorrow would be different
let me admire you as I fell asleep
and forget you in my dreams
Gift me of your perfectness
Be my cloud of tenderness
Arrest me in thy loveliness
Your words my heart caress
Be my vision to aspire
Be my passion, of desire
Let your soul my sentence be
Your love my ink, be ever free
Peek Freans Fig Roll
You make me laugh
You think that the evil humanity does
Has nothing to do with you
And your excuses
And your prayers
For salvation
Merely continue the blindness
Of your refusal
To take responsibility
For the actions of your world
You have a comfortable retreat
In the bible
And comfort in believing
In a saviour
And you refuse to see
That the saving of your neighbour
Is up to you
You make me laugh
With your bible quoted platitudes
With your simple minded
Ineptitudes
To take control of your conscience
Your fig leaf
And your Peek Freans fig roll of sweetness
Empty
And wrapped in so much easy buy
To fit your mouths desire for something sweet
You cannot connect
You are as empty as all those possessions
You place so much esteem upon
You are the worst case of human evolvement
And evolutions greatest impediment
You are slaves
Slaves to religion
And slaves to God
Sightless in your slavery
And slaves to a system
Of capitalism
You are a poor excuse
For the rationalism and rebellion
That was once
Your ancestors right
And their history
You are all
Nothing but
Slaves
Nothing more than superstitious cavemen
Trying to explain the dark
And afraid to stand up
And be counted with the stars ( as in suns )
Worthless lottery ticket!
I blew a pound,
Hoping you would be a winner.
I only used a quid I found,
But I could have spent it
On something wiser.
Worthless lottery ticket!
Should I become a miser?
Stupid lottery ticket!
You won ten quid.
Just three numbers matched.
You’ve done better than the last one did,
But I can’t go on a world cruise.
Maybe my luck will change…
Stupid lottery ticket!
Perhaps the next will be top of the range?
Improving lottery ticket!
You won thirty pounds -
But it sure isn’t a lot:
I can’t buy a big house with grounds.
A bit of luck, but not enough
(Although, I guess it’s better than I’ve had before).
Improving lottery ticket!
Will I ever win more?
Lucky lottery ticket!
Five numbers nets me five grand!
I hoped it would have been ten times that.
Come on, Fortuna, lend a huge hand
And help me match six numbers.
I want a life of ease.
Lucky lottery ticket!
Lady Luck, won’t you help me a little more, please?
Jackpot lottery ticket!
Six numbers at last!
I can leave work and enjoy life,
Being broke belongs in the past,
The world is my oyster now -
I’ve suddenly become handsome with charm and wit!
Jackpot lottery ticket!
Oh, darn – where did I put it?
Form:
Just Maybe
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
What he did to me….
Well maybe, just maybe
I didn’t want to relive the pain and misery….
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
How he held me down….
Well maybe, just maybe
I didn’t want to remember the feeling of the cold hard ground…..
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
How he put his hands on my breast…
Well maybe, just maybe
I didn’t want to remember that feeling of helplessness….
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
How he violated my soul….
Well maybe, just maybe
I didn’t want to remember how he forcefully took control….
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
How he kicked me aside….
Well maybe, just maybe
I felt like I wanted to run away and hide…..
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
Why my heart felt black and cold…
Well maybe, just maybe
I was afraid of what would happen if I ever told
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
So others won’t feel the same….
Well maybe, just maybe
I didn’t want to relive the horror and feel that unbearable shame…
You asked why I didn’t tell anyone
And why I didn’t say a word…..
Well maybe, just maybe
I did, but nobody heard…..
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
That I need help to get through the horrible pain….
Well maybe, just maybe
The scars were too deep and still remain…..
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
You ask why I didn’t tell anyone
Well maybe, just maybe
Well maybe, just maybe
Well maybe, just maybe
I will………..
Please find the strength to tell.
You are not alone.
National Sexual Assault Hotline
1.800.656.HOPE (4673)
Form:
Oh skies let me touch you
Give me an assurance that tomorrow
Shall be a sunny day;
Give me a little sign
That after all this disillusionment
I shall live in your umbrella
Oh skies smile at me
Do not you sulk at me;
My soul is cold, my heart is hurt-
A smile and I shall get warm
A smile and I shall feel wonderful,
Oh skies.
Oh skies give me a hope to live on
So when the world
Shall break under my feet
I shall call you to my rescue
I shall call you to my help
Oh skies give me the hope to live on.
Oh skies keep me in your watch
So whenever I do stray
To limits forbidden by natural law
Oh skies let me be yours,
My soul, my heart, all I give you.
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as daylight flows on floors of meadows’ weave
like tiny fingers silent in silk of sailing traces
this landscape travels on her fragile, hushed heave
and when full morn speaks in syllables of pink laces,
i climb her flights of smiles to touch those tender graces
just a glance of champagne cheeks through her secret seat
makes hours sink in seconds breathing psalms of time’s aces
then i’d go deep for a pageant of your tulips upon my feet
as i hide snuffed sighs claiming eyes that await my reply
of a love as pure dawn giving wings to flowers’ poised paces,
the treasures in my chest are not tiaras or diamonds sold high
this, my rimless devotion will plant years gold with praises
your comfort in blaze of thunder, i’ll gladly give raw braces
a lifetime of caress to guide our lanes pastoral and wild we’d greet,
savoring flute, butterflies and giggling shells on winds’ embraces
then i’d swoon for a pageant of your tulips upon my feet
have i grown weeds in yarns of time, answer not yet said?
a flick of hope blows on this my airborne soul for returned praises
oh, my waters entice me as potpourri of my lady’s rhymes are fed,
when she stalls, then crawls on wanderings of night’s mazes
her quiet flush textured with pleas of patience on moon’s faces,
this silence has many altars adorned by veils of her sun and sleet
still, i stay with serenades to dust her feathers too shy for chases
then i’d swoon for a pageant of your tulips upon my feet
the absence of her eloquence jail me in chapels’ clumped vases
till she, lady of my velvet dreams, lit my passion’s fond heat
our hands shall wander unto rhapsody of faraway places
then i’d swoon for a pageant of your tulips upon my feet!
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