Best Lay Eyes On Poems
Occasionally I can only see half of it
when I am lucky I get to see at least two
they always make me smile
remembering what they mean to you
now all grown up they make me feel loved
that is my own little reminder of
God's love for me
To Nikko I am the rainbow chaser
'cause I know she loves them too
But she rarely gets to lay eyes on them
so whenever I spot a rainbow
I would snap a pic and send it off to her
knowing that with my meager gesture
I get to spread some cheer
Here’s to Arild and his sliding rainbow
and to Michael who gets lost in his
I have some pretty good reasons
to embrace them even more
their sizes may vary
the colors sometimes strange
Guess what?
They are still a blessing
with or without that pot of gold
*Inspired by MJF and Arild’s rainbow poems*
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Dedicated to Kyle, My Darling Son
There was no joy when I gave birth,
scary words kept getting worse.
When my baby boy was born
every face was quite forlorn.
He came fresh from our Creator
to be placed in an incubator.
I could not take him in my arms
or shelter him from any harms.
Doctors all had dooming words.
Negativity was all I heard,
“He may never… and he may not ….”
Oh, how I prayed this would stop.
He was two days old when I was told
I could finally lay eyes on his face.
Tubes and wires were every place
in a sterile, see through trundle,
where laid my precious bundle.
Suddenly, I felt a sign and less sad
because my son looked like my Dad,
who had amazing, sure willpower.
I couldn’t have heard God any louder,
saying, "like your Dad, your son’s a fighter."
And fight he did, my beautiful son,
my heart, my love, my special one.
For three months he grew and thrived
defeating all odds of staying alive.
Then on hospital day forty-five,
he came home on his first ride.
You've always been there for me
Right from the start.
Everything you do
Comes straight from the heart.
When I think of you
My heart fills with love.
And this feeling my dear
Is what life is made of.
You've given me passion, love,
And total bliss.
And all it took
Was just one kiss.
I knew from the moment
I first lay eyes on you
That a life without you in it
Would just never do.
I am honored that you chose me
To be your wedded wife,
And by your side I'll stay
For the rest of my life.
I Love You
Quick bold drums start out loud
Pounding out the terms of war
Race through the frantic jungle thick
Rhythms of pursuit take to the beat
Let the chase begin with heart in mouth
Track down the sun burnt frantic man
Stripped naked by his captives
They pushed him into foliage of the doomed
Now running through entanglements
Strangled in the vines for ancient crimes
Hate has no boundaries when not of the clan
Primal blood can not be satiated
Carbon men shoot long arrows, cannon fire from the camp
Small dark people with evil minds advance
Send the prey into unkind environments
To grounds and undergrowth with shouts
Demise looms on horizons mist for him
Already tortured from the womb
On pounding feet he bleeds while pressing through
In strange surroundings with open wounds
Shots ring out after the enemy make the naked prey
Lay eyes on him in day light with pure hate
Follow every footfall falling on the ground
The ugly trees take a couple of hits
Splinters fly out, shatter living wood, as their demise is sure
Old riffles and loaded guns come with the hunters
Limited only by so many bullets screaming through the trees
To kill their prey, to bring the head back intact
Numbers don't lie. Momentum is on their side
Why the man has gone missing is a mystery
A cause for strain with sweat and grimace
Small men with evil minds intent become confused
Bugs gather around the fugitive
Make configurations for a meal
Moving keeps him from them and their appetite
He runs in heat with fear and heavy lungs
Filled with humidity he breaths no peace
Keeping quiet requires concentration
The wind must cease to speak for silence
Hiding is a science
Snakes want more than the mosquito
No time to turn about or study wings or feet-less creatures
Insects survive by flying from disaster
He follows them into the swamp
Lives under water for awhile
A long hollow reed for breathing
Comfortable for a time with larva breeding
Tickling his frail and fragile body
There is nothing wrong with wanting to survive
Life, like bullets, fly by
With crack of first light of dawn
The day's work begins; sleep's gone
Gather food; cook
Aroma fills air, breathe on.
Spices, herb bouquet add-on
Day has great outlook
Just short time to lay eyes on
My poetry notebook write-on
Bible read on
Just as Bible is guidebook
For life, food needs a cookbook
Then meals invite
Reading Bible helps outlook
On life, cookbook gives new look
Or change outright
In life wrong way you may have took
Not too late_change_read handbook
Get it now right
The reward is great as bite
Nutmeg_sugar laced delight
Good baked apple
Simple food, life live right
Change become a guiding light
Be ensample
Eat good food_let soul soar heights
Longevity_inner light
No thorn apples
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The mighty bald eagle soars with grace overhead
wearing ivory feathers to show all he is leader.
Powerful orange talons watching as all his prey fled,
then perches on the barren branch of a red cedar.
On top of the mount he awaits his next victory
full of intense strength and resounding resilience.
Man bears shame who holds him in captivity,
for eagles deserve to be free flying in brilliance.
A spirit totem whispering to all who can hear
that his tenacity and endurance is dignified.
All animals that lay eyes on him show fear,
as food for his fledglings he is trying to provide.
In fortitude he flies above with determination.
He guards the sky, for it is where he belongs.
He fights for his family with verve concentration
knowing that he will hunt all who wrongs.
The bald eagle is predatory and carnivorous.
He sheds light down to show freedom exists.
From elk to ravens his diet is so tremendous
because eating flesh and fish is what he persists.
I chose the bald eagle for not just for his splendor,
but also for being nature’s beautiful representation.
He’s a spiritual bird and an offspring defender
and should never be held in any kind of captivation.
May 9, 2018
When you lay eyes on me, I just wanna put them to sleep
Vision cost a lot, but I create it cheap
No matter what you do, when you do something, I like… it
Since love is like survivor, I won’t… quit
When you smile at me, you pump my heart
While pumping hard, flowing off the chart
You’re my master piece, that’s why you’re state of the art
I’ve loved you ever since we made a start
When you kiss me, its breath taking
Don’t kill me now, because our love is waking
Young we did, and young are we
But I feel so grateful when you love me
Powers beyond measure wearing messages of the spirit,
BALD EAGLE soars with might, so majestic I can hear it.
bestowing freedom flying higher than any other bird,
and under ivory stars his squall can be heard.
Symbolizing courage with intense eyes for prey,
the strength of the BALD EAGLE is always on display.
The distance of mother nature provides such nobility
and has brought faith to humanity and given dignity.
Powerful and robust is the BALD EAGLE in flight,
a predator during the day and on watch at night.
Native Americans see them as a leader for vision,
without restraints or stipulated provision.
Spirit totem waving fortitude to all who can hear,
and all animals that lay eyes on him show fear.
His tenacity and endurance are countless and dignified,
as food for his fledglings he strives to provide.
He is proud to be the American national emblem,
with those silky-smooth feathers; flying with momentum.
Pueblo Indians associated them with energy of the sun,
holding great perception until the dawn of day is done.
The bald eagle is predatory and carnivorous,
from elk to ravens his diet is so tremendous.
He sheds light down to show vigor exists
because eating flesh and fish is what he persists.
I chose the bald eagle not just for his splendor,
for he’s a spiritual bird and an offspring defender.
He’s a national freedom beautiful representation,
and should never be held in cruel captivation.
October 6, 2019
Writing Challenge, October, 2019 -Bird-
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If I cannot have you
Then I will dream you
Dream you resting in my arm
Of walks we take through vineyards,
I will kiss you in my deepest slumber
Where no being will lay eyes on us
And nobody will ever have to know
How much I love having you as mine.
If your heart isn't big enough
your arms will be too weak to hold someone
who aches to be held
If you close your mind to someone's need
you will never lay eyes on the beautiful flower
that could've been, had you paid attention
If you turn away
your ears may never hear
the words that were almost spoken
Some day I will see you
Our pathes will cross again
The second I lay eyes on you
I will be tempted to take your hand
After that temptation passes
I will call out your name
Hopfeully you will turn
And your eyes will be the same
That day I will look at you
And wonder why its been so long
My heatr will race like the wind
I will remember the feelings so strong
One look at your smile
Will bring tears to these eyes
Such a fond memory
That holds such pain inside
Maybe you'll figure it out
I hope to the Gods you do
You didn't catch it last time
But I was Meant For You
Look pass, this
flesh.
Lay eyes on these
Colours; pleading
for this soul’s apprehension.
(words make way)
Speak pass, this
thundering.
Echo Tongue, your secrecy to
these lips; pleading
for this soul’s apprehension.
(words make way)
Almighty God,
Being of Heart –
here am i.
Use me.
God decided to take you before I got to spend any time with you
I wanted to at least be able to hold and kiss on you during your life time
But before I got to lay eyes on your beautiful little face
He took you away to an Angelic place
He took you to heaven for you to stay
And that is where you will always remain
A very cruel man hurt me just so he could take your precious life
And now my heart will forever be filled with this permanent strife
I know that you will never be here with me
And that you are in Heaven with our Heavenly Father
That helps my heart ache just a little
But nothing will ever take away the piece of my heart that I buried with you
My Dear Gabriella Diane Courtright, I Love You!
And you will always be My Beautiful Little Angel!
I have wrote this poem for my precious baby girl that I had to bury exactly one month
ago today. I would gladly trade places with my daughter Gabriella right now. I wish
that cruel man would have let me carry you to term that way you could have kept the
Spirit that You and I share Alive.
Your Loving Mother,
Tracy Diane Vilardo
Written By: D. Collins 4/26/24
If I were to ever lay eyes on you again.
I'd say, I'm not perfect, but on the high end.
We put in work for a good, long time.
Raised each other's kids to get on with life.
I hope we did a good job in cutting strings.
Making them realize hunger is the thing.
That's big business that really matters to me.
To know people, you've touched are bound to succeed.
If I ever were to see you again, I would freeze.
Wondering what you possibly saw in me.
We were in it for a minute, and it felt good.
I would have seen it to the end, if I could.
Our lives keep moving, with or without us,
Forgetting the people who gave the utmost love.
If I ever were to see you again.
I'd say to you what could have been.
I don't need drugs, I want to be high on life, with an overdose of her. Stayed up all night
talking to her, she surprised me when I least expected it, she is still as beautiful from the
first day I lay eyes on her. I keep asking myself, how is it she keeps finding her
way...back in my life.......