Best Spend Poems
One day, perhaps if I could spend the night,
I would stack your hearth with firewood,
and we would sit together on your couch,
you, your feet tucked under you,
your head against my chest,
while I would hold you close
and breathe that faint and lovely fragrance of your hair.
And we could dine on pizza and red wine,
in the softly glowing firelight.
One day, perhaps, if I could spend the night.
One day, perhaps if I could spend the night,
there would be no haste,
no urgency in either of our lives,
and we could have another glass of wine,
while speaking soberly
of matters sombre,
if we felt that way inclined.
Or,
we would have that other glass of wine and laugh at matters impolite.
One day, perhaps, if I could spend the night.
One day, perhaps if I could spend the night,
when we were ready we would go to bed
and kiss
and make unhurried love.
Or,
equally unhurried, we would not.
And we would listen to the wind and rain
and kiss and make unhurried love again.
Or,
equally unhurried, we would not.
Then we would sleep,
egg and spoon together.
With each of us at peace.
And everything, in both our worlds, would be just right.
One day,
perhaps,
if I could spend the night.
Life comes at you
through a haze of words
distorted and cloaked
by the grey murk of meaning.
Its shape becomes solid
as it passes through
the last droplets of syllables.
In its flurry
Life knocks you aside
with a whoosh of stuff.
Leaving you stumbling
in its slip stream
wishing
you could spend the day
with poetry.
Please follow this link to see the video that I was able to make for this poem on my way to work-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KWL0GC0eLtM
Is free verse ever truly free
For the likes of you and the likes of me?
Hours spent in an easy chair
Having evaporated in thin air.
Sage rhyming costs us too you know.
Following us with a willing glow.
The time we spend writing poetry
Is time forever gone for you and me.
Yes when we are gone someone might say
I read great-grandma’s poems every day.
But the likelihood is also true
My only reader is actually you.
You are enough, dear reader, friend.
Appreciate your comments in the end….
A person that you can spend hours with or talking to and you never grow tired of. They are the only person that can make you truly laugh. These individuals tend to be extremely smart and have the most beautiful smiles. Their presents (presence*) cause you great joy and their absence only sadness. You only want to make them as happy as possible because their happiness is all you care about. Although you would give anything if they were yours, it will never happen. There are several reasons that you can’t be together and all you can do is dream of a life with someone that you will never have. [Hmm... accurate? Yea/nay?]
I get myself up on Saturday at 2:30.
That's AM not PM. I get up very early.
I set up camp where my friends come to greet me.
One cat arrives, then there are five and before you know it there's thirty.
They all begin to meow, "Feed Me! Feed Me!,"
but first I open the door to my animal carrier which can house three cats very comfortably.
More times than none I don't even put food inside. They go in willingly out of curiosity,
then I lock them inside and go for a ride to my local veterinary.
After a routine operation, I return them to their location and then I set them free.
In my neighborhood I'm known as The Animal Rescuer. I Capture, Spay and Release
and I'll help any animal that I come across who happens to be in desperate need.
Oh yes, and by the way
I'm also up at 2:30 am to do the same thing again on Sunday.
I've seen so many people. I've known one common type.
I've found them hard to deal with, and harder to describe.
They work so really hard and make a lot of money.
They never wish to use it, or part with any penny.
Some never get married, as this requires money.
They think a wife and children will waste all their money.
They lead a lonely life as this will save more money .
I wonder why they work and make so much money!
They never enjoy their lives with some of this money!
No man has ever been buried with all his saved money!
The pleasure of spending money provides no equal lure.
So, spend your dear money and God will send you more.
8/6/2015
IF I COULD SPEND A DAY WITH YOU...
If I could spend a day with you, I'd be happy,
we'd never get enough of each other's company.
Our poems and write-ups will embrace unity.
Our inks will make love in the nights enmity
as we stain the sheet with creativity.
We'd hold hands strolling with a coffee,
grip each other in timeless euphoria like a trophy;
But you're worthier than all the biggest trophies.
Kissing is your art, I'd paint you with kisses,
And bask in the glory of heavenly drizzles,
Write you a poem that'll rain beautiful tears
Off your hazy eyes that'll wash off your fears.
I'd wipe away your tears when you feel blue,
every day, I'd tell how much I cherish you
I'd stare into your eyes, & without a single word,
We'd flipped feelings over the board.
If I could spend a day with you,
there is no height we wouldn't scale through,
I'll be your chandelier & make your night colorful,
leave an impression, I'd make you gleeful,
the holy grail is to make you esctatically happy.
I'd cuddle your brain & crack you up in a jiffy,
telling riddles & tales about motherland, Africa.
And when my day is spent & our bond bigger,
I'd made you more happier and freakier,
a memento of our memories rises at every flicker.
Reminisce our memiors now and forever.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Form: Rhymes
Copyright ©? March 2023.
And so, I have made up my mind, once more.
I have decided to depart, to bid this husk farewell.
In order to do that, I must save coins if I desire to save myself.
For with it, I will be able to buy my ticket out here to a more blessed realm or the eternal void. Either way, I will be winning.
I mustn't, any longer, feel the starvation of affection and no more I shall be fed by the crumbs of fleeting joy they toss at me.
Thoughts of finishing are always in my mind, flooding it, making hard to go day by day, making hard to sleep, to have hope.
I fail to see where the hope is, I like to think that it can be find inside of one's heart.
But even so, I think I am mistaken, and when I glance at myself in the mirror, I quickly lose any spark of what could-be hope.
With the aid of the metallic sling, I shall leave this husf behind, heavy with its sins and sorrows, to no more nourish hatred.
For it does only to hinder my advance towards elevation.
With my metallic sling, I shall pierce, first, my heart, where lies the sorrow, then, my mind, where resides the sins.
Whilst the life in me start to wane, regrets I will not have, when my consciousness fade, my spirit will be no longer be trapped inside this imperfect cage of flesh.
Being free, my spirit shall roam far and beyond to, before, unseen places by men, to untouched places by men.
Another day,someone inquired me "Are you happy now?" and for that I just said "Yes". How else could I have responded if not with a lie?
How could I tell them that I yearn for a premature closure in order to stop thinking and feeling but I also yearn for love.
"I am not absolutely happy, as per say, but I do suffer less when I am asleep" I could never say that to anyone...
But now, I wonder "Will I have the bravery to follow?"
Demise shall follow if I am to attain redemption and cleanness of my sins that tarnish my soul.
Sometimes, I cling to yes, sometimes I cling to no.
When the dark clouds blur my sight, I ask myself "What is worth living for?", some believe in god, some in money or in even a more mundane wish.
I lack this one thing, I lack the purpose that would impulse me forward. But then, I speculate "For me, must be love", but what is love? I do not know, I am an strange to it, perhaps this wasn't reserved for everyone.
Well, one thing is right, my passing will not be mourned nor missed. It will go like the wind, now here then gone and noone noticed a thing.
Many leaves were shaken, many tears soiled the ground, yet, none of this was spotted by anyone.
To the people I did wrong "I am sorry, please, do forgive me".
To the people that hates me, hate me more, be genuine with it and be the fuel of this endeavor. Hurt me more, make me bleed, cut open my flesh, as he once did when I was an infant, paint the wall with my crimson tint...
Make me regret to have been born, actually, this will require little effort, since I already regret that.
My mind is set, termination is the way to go if I desire to do something good, at least once, in this life.
No hope can be spied nor a glimmering light to lead this one to safety.
In a colorless world, only with shades of black and gray, thoughts of demise haunts me day after day.
I see the people around me, at work, on the the streets, everywhere and I cannot help but to feel disgusted and out of place and helpless.
I am tired of pretending, behind my mask, I weep, behind their masks, they laugh at me.
I am tired of being fed by deceiving tales and to feed other with my lies.
The lies... It is everywhere, one must tread lightly between them, or else will fall their prey.
Why Not Spend A Moment With Jesus?
Many live to please themselves for the moment.
And want to do whatever gives them enjoyment.
The pleasures of life often lead to deep addictions.
And bring into their life unneeded afflictions.
As many live for whatever things may please them.
They’ve allowed a lot of things to fool them.
Many families are being ripped apart and torn.
As any sense of godly morals are often scorned.
As God looks into the heart of man… What does he find?
The heart is deceitfully sinful in all of mankind!
He sees many lives off course, following a very dark trail.
And knows that everything in life shall one day fail!
As many seek instant gratification for each day…
Perhaps they should take a moment and really pray!
Let’s ask for God’s forgiveness and a healing within.
And seek him now to be cleansed from our sins!
Please come dear Lord! And touch our life from above!
We need to be satisfied and content with your love!
A moment with Jesus can bring a love that’s overflowing!
An abundant life from him, is what we can be enjoying!
Please come Jesus! Bring a heart changing revival in this land!
May we build our lives on the rock! And not sinking sand!
There’s one more thing the word of God wants to tell you!
Jesus brings complete satisfaction, and will never fail you!
By Jim Pemberton 10/04/14
you must be a young lady named Grace
who slept at a desk playing a lace
i don't know if i'll stay
you can come anyway
then we'll eat dessert ti'l I'm an ace
Dylan one word shy, defense strong
cutting base lines with intensity
court time's hustling, miles spent
good times with assist, perfect jumper sent
dreams cemented building more to ascend
let your fondness speak to your reality
adorned fertile times tomorrows will be your charm
do diligent s, strive
with smart hard work you will be devine
smile on your big game of life
best wishes, for your sublime tomorrow's
i need you
to do ths too
come feel free
come and
SPEND SOME TIME
WITH ME
When was the last time that I and Jesus were alone?
And I asked him to be the lord of my home?
When was the last time that I took time to pray?
And honored him by the words I would say?
When was the last time, I told him how I love him?
And took the time to really know and trust him?
When was the last time I sought Christ’ atonement?
And spent time in his presence? Even for a moment?
When was the last time I listened to God and obeyed?
And honor him in the way that I lived and prayed?
May this be the time that I seek his forgiveness.
Seeking his mercy, grace and righteousness!
May this be the time that I seek his will for me.
Putting the past behind and the cross before me!
May this be the time that I diligently seek him!
And know what it really means to love and obey him!
This can be the time for YOU to come and accept him!
He wants to give you eternal life. If you will let him!
This can be the time for you to be changed by his power!
This can be the time! This can be the hour!
Jesus has taken the time for all to come and believe him!
All you have to do is to reach
out and receive him!
By Jim Pemberton 10/12/14
You are my Aphrodite......
and I return to you with all that I have, I belong to you, and all my paths lead to you, ...
if I am born again, I will sanctify you and only love you ...."
A?nd I will spend my whole life searching for the words that describe your beauty .......