Best Take To Poems
What does it take (to win your love)
Staring out my window,
wondering what to do,
With this empty heart,
inside this lonely room,
I know how much I love you,
but, I can't get through to you
Chorus
So, what does it take (oh baby)
tell me, what does it take?
What do I have to do to win your love?
I offered you my love, but it's just not enough
and my heart it just keeps breaking.
Maybe I can't buy a
mansion in Malibu,
I can't even buy a
penthouse with a view,
Maybe way deep down that's
been what, really bothers you!
Chorus
So, what does it take (oh baby)
tell me, what does it take?
What do I have to do to win your love?
I offered you my love, but it's just not enough
and my heart it just keeps breaking
I know I can't be happy
living without you,
I always thought you'd be
the one to see me through,
Why is love so crazy,
so unfair and so cruel?
Chorus
So, what does it take (oh baby)
tell me, what does it take?
What do I have to do to win your love?
I offered you my love, but it's just not enough
and my heart it just keeps breaking
So tell me now, What does it take?
Oh baby, What does it take?
Oh darling,
What... does .... it... take?
September 29,2019
John Derek Hamilton
revised July 29,2025
A meeting by chance
Two strangers
With only one thing in common
Our words
We write for fun
Give wings to our emotions
They take to flight
Birth out of nothing
In the end it makes perfect sense
Sometimes not to us,
But to those who are touched by them
Sometimes our words
Say it best when we can't...
*To a stranger, who has become a friend Michael J. Falotico*
My teeth walked down the stairs today
Molar stepped on aluminum and I yelled “hey!”
They were rioting to protest the new floss.
I rolled my eyes; after all, I am the boss!
My mouth tried to speak but nothing came out
Not whisper, a gurgle, a cough or a shout.
My teeth snickered; a sassy incisor cheered.
They were gaining momentum as I had feared!
My tongue gave me a wagging; I heard not a word.
Those damn teeth had made my face feel absurd.
My teeth began dancing, in the night, in the street.
To a crazy, happy, sensual reggae beat.
How to get them back? What would I have to do?
I promised them the moon, and new floss too….
Father Christ Jesus listeners often got swept by His charismatic manner
Blurted their intention to follow Him
That does not mean they were ready to be true disciples of Father Christ Jesus
In this Gospel story
A man wanted to follow Father Christ but was deflated (let down) when Father Christ pointed out that He had no home
His followers would have none of the things considered necessary for a happy life
Following Jesus or Father Christ wouldn’t always be comfortable and that thought turned many away
For the second man in the story
The timing wasn’t right
He wanted to fulfill his duty to his dying father before setting out with Father Christ Jesus sets the agenda
Our duty is to obey Father Christ Jesus knew that looking back while plowing can ruin the job
He used that example to help the third man that we need to have a singleness of purpose to His disciple
We still have to make sacrifices to follow Father Christ Jesus
But He promises that the rewards will be worth much more
It takes life to live life,
Fresh air to breathe;
Sunlight to have energy,
And a power to create.
It takes war to win freedom,
Courage to be a hero;
Pain to be a poet,
And two to tango.
It takes humility to say sorry,
Forgiveness to forget;
Meekness to make apology,
And mistake to show regret.
It takes a long hard road
To go the extra mile;
And a cheerful moment,
To make someone smile.
It takes smile to stay young,
Speed to beat the clock;
So much love to have time,
And shepherd to feed the flock.
It takes prayer to realize a dream,
To be perfect, more practice;
Self-discipline to improve,
And time to gain success.
It takes work to prove faith,
Truth to set man free;
Proof to accept the truth,
And heart to be holy.
It takes trial to be strong,
Faith to move mountain;
Blood for man to be redeemed,
And hope to reside in heaven.
Endless things so it seems,
For everyone to learn and see;
In a perfect world of glory,
What does it take to be?
Fly with me
This poem depicts a beautiful picture of how God often set us up for success.
An Eaglet is hungry in his nest
His body steadied in a cold rest
Mom comes flying in an undulating breeze
In each flight, she came with empty feet
Mom pushes her little one out of the nest
The young Eaglet fell on his chest
Hitting his face against the cliff of the hill
He picked up a beetle and ate it; his first kill.
He stayed by itself, no longer brooded at night
As time passed he was airborne for his first flight
Mother pushes her little one in and out again
As he screamed for food over and over again
“Mom, what are you doing?”?
“Hey! Mom, what are you doing?”?
Mom flew by, dangling a marmot in his feet
The eaglet lost balance in eagerness to eat
The parent swung by, daring him to fly
Lifted up high, he gave it a first try
He sailed across the valley, almost tumbling
In an undulating flight, almost scrambling
He tried to get his bearing, still trying
And for the first time in his life, he was flying.
I am in this emotional state of GLADNESS
Because i have grown.
I have grown so much and still have so
Much more to grow.
Who ever thinks that he has reached his growth limit really
Does not know the true situation of human existance and
UNDERSTANDING
We should all attempt to grow to our own individual
Capacities, and possibly beyond. Ok, there is a a CHRONIC INFLUX of knowledge
Which enthralls us all. Originating around the globe.
It is nearly insurmountable.
With gains and LOSES WE ARE PROS. We should know.
When we as humans, think that we have won.
I say "NO". We are in the MID DRIFT.
A different type of UNDERSTANDING.
We have ULTIMATELY discovered a new theme, a new
Encouragement and been seared by multiple ideologies.
There exist new information every time you BLINK,
You might have already missed a key component, but we have all
Been enhanced by the expanse .....of KNOWLEDGE.
We must put our ear to the DOOR.
NOW TELL ME WHAT IT TAKES TO BE A HUMAN BEING.
i'm GLAD BECAUSE I THINK I'M A HUMAN BEING.
I was upset and sad over the fact that I couldn’t face reality…it hurts to fail far from immaculately
I was angry and resentful towards the individuals who seem to have it easy
Embrace life and loving myself is difficult at times of troublesome tribulation and soon-to-be fatality
I broke down and panicked in front of the group of supportive, loving fans, friends and family
But, happiness is a choice one must learn to graciously embrace
I know that I have to wipe the sweat, dripping down my face
I’m frankly doing a good job at work, but at performing sometimes — I get rather anxious and afraid
Down and depressed to the point where my pride is broken down and my debts of regrets aren’t paid
Happiness is a choice I’m willing to pay the price for
I’m willing to take it up with courage to the deepest core
It’s a phone call from a loved one that I’d rather not ignore
Pour forth Your love and let me live life to the best of my ability some more
I’m sorry I’m running out of time to be a happy camper like you
I’m sorry I’m a rusty dime in the rainfall before the dawn of morning dew
A few of us have faced so much till we had enough and we fight no longer with an abundance of lost and forgotten love
A few of us stand tall after being let down by a grand fall…like the wind, taking down the hanger from the string, hovering above
Satisfaction is to take action when we are seeking happiness
Making selfless and healthy interaction with our hearts and minds
Dissatisfaction branches out from neglect and worries more or less
Happiness is a choice to make, so choose wisely and shut out the blinds
To this world of unhappiness and woe,
Unless they need and deserve you though
Unless they ask for your help and guidance
Lead them to God’s Word for healing and deliverance
A Page of apology
A Cake or chocolate
A Poetry of smiles
A Bouquet of flowers
A Shower of reminders
Or just a thought that
I remembered You
What may it take to reply
..
What may it take to reply
A apology after another
A sweet chocolate
A poetry of praise
A Joke to laugh
A bouquet of flowers
A shower of reminders
Or just a though that
I remembered you
What may it take to reply
..
Zeke and His Old Lady Ride Again
By Elton Camp
Men trembled when Zeke appeared
In his black leather jacket and beard
When he and his gang rode into town,
Why, even the sheriff would back down
His defiant look and motorcycle roar
Portended what might well be in store
It was Lou who his “old lady” became
Sexy and trim, she was quite a dame
On his Harley the two rode together
Terribly fearsome birds of a feather
They were the terror of the highway
As such, they couldn’t always stay
Childbirth took them off the road
The two moved into a family mode
Lou became a part-time file clerk
Zeke at a repair shop went to work
Occasionally, they will ride a bit more
But things are not as they were before
Old Zeke hobbles a lot these days
It’s two hundred pounds Lou weighs
Fear has gripped my very soul
sadness overwhelms
his hardest battle’s being fought
the worst is yet to come
Can’t turn back the hands of time
life takes a toll each day
his smile’s quite deceiving
his frailty’s on display
The time has now arrived
we’re saying our goodbyes
sitting on angel’s wings
his spirit, it does fly
Tears… they come
and then they go
then once again
they begin to flow
Emotions are swirling about
feels like a roller coaster ride
I have to take hold of myself
every part of me aches inside
It’s said “Time heals all wounds”
a bit of it has passed
I haven’t any idea
how long this pain will last
Just so that I don’t break
I take to my paper & pen
writing is where I turn to
that and support from my friends
When People of Size Take to the Skies
By Elton Camp
When the extremely obese get onboard a plane
About their comfort and “rights” they complain
They forget that one ticket means only one seat
And with their seatmate for space can’t compete
Because the passenger who about normally trim
Shouldn’t have blobs of blubber pressed on him
Realize that man has paid for the use of a full seat
To have half taken by a tub of lard is sure no treat
Southwest Airlines has courage to do what’s needed
Requires fatsos to buy an extra seat if space exceeded
The rule is if the armrest between seats can’t be lowered
The “person of size” pays for two seats to get on board
Passengers who are of such enormous, abnormal girth
More trouble to the airlines than their business is worth
This bloke said, ‘Hi,’ but we nearly passed him by
My mate said, ‘You should listen, he's a scientist guy.’
He uttered lots of nonsense but it stuck inside my head
And now I rarely go out cos I walk the streets in dread
He said, ‘ What if the ostriches never could fly
and a bit more evolution sees them take to the sky,
you’d better make a bee line to a market seller
and ask him if you might procure his biggest umbrella.
If your coffee is alfresco when you’re shopping in town,
you sit there and you sup it but the level don’t go down.
Better put a hand or saucer over your cup
but whatever you do, don’t ever look up.’
Might we then discover Darwin got it all wrong
The evidence apparent in the god almighty pong
I hope it doesn't come to pass till after I’m dead
That elephants and hippos circle over our head
I cannot help but think about the prehistoric era
And the reason for extinction which could not be any clearer
No cosmic collision killed the beasts that came before us
They were smothered in the output from an airborne brontosaurus!
What does it take to walk away,
From all the abuse, when you chose to stay,
Through phony tears and avid routines,
Training your mind not to leave,
When compassion becomes toxic to your heart and soul,
When you become used to not letting go,
When your love runs so deep, yet you cannot accept,
The mind games, the pain, the disrespect,
You wash your hands and forgive everyday,
Honestly...how much more can you take?,
Regretting you allowed it to go this far,
It meant nothing all this time and ended up breaking you heart,
Yet you endured...and stood by his side,
But what does it take to say goodbye?