Best Takes Poems
Standing firm
we live
we give
we take
we learn
we strive to make sure
each day enlightens us
and brightens us
even as light fades to gray
may we keep fighting
with two swollen feet
beneath the body and soul
experiencing trials
and intense life lessons
meshed with stresses
may we persevere
turn off fear's song
may we stand firm
as we glide along
through shifty winds of change
that may cause things to sway
rearrange
but we hold true
inside the values and morality
we stand for
we
fall for nothing
we
may stumble along the trip
we
may swerve at the wheel yet
we
do not lose our grip
because no one
can eclipse the sun
yet
everyone heals
before they're done
Just when situations arise
flooding us with pain we despise
and just when it seems like
our tear ducts are dry
from ongoing cries
we may think
things are on the brink of ending
then God shows us the ways of faith
by way of love that he's sending
Standing firm
we live
we give
we take
we learn
we make sure
every day enlightens us
and brightens us
as each day takes its turn.
~JSLambert
Sometimes, it just takes some time
Sometimes,
we are born, with big dreams
Sometimes,
we are born having none
Sometimes,
we have to live, with our troubles
Sometimes,
we do things, that can’t be undone
Sometimes,
our hearts, may be broken
Sometimes,
we find true peace and love
Sometimes,
words are better left unspoken
Sometimes,
you leave when you’ve had enough
Chorus
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
for all of your dreams to come true
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
to find the perfect one, meant for you
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
being apart ‘til the storm subsides
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
a little patience, while the future unwinds
Sometimes,
the cards, we’ve been dealt with
don’t add up,
and are just not enough
Sometimes,
we’re anxious, and worry too much
Sometimes,
we’re blessed, with a tender touch
Sometimes,
the money comes too easy
Sometimes,
we may not have enough to eat
Sometimes,
life throws us a curve ball
Sometimes,
this life is bittersweet
Chorus
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
for all of your dreams to come true
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
to find the perfect one, meant for you
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
being apart ‘til the storm subsides
Sometimes,
it just takes, some time
a little patience, while the future unwinds
Finale
Sometimes, it just takes, some time
a little patience, while the future unwinds
Sometimes, it just takes, some time
a little patience, while the future unwinds
John Derek Hamilton
June 12,2018
IT TAKES TIME TO SEE THE LIGHT
Death is best taught in the dark
Fetching sticks, setting sparks
Its bag of tricks: sickness and hope
A black curtain vanishes
The magician leaves you with a moonless night
A lonely night without stars
And you work to locate those sparkling crystals
And place them one at a time back in the sky
But tears fall like glass, resetting the progress
You need to accept the inevitable
But no one can do the Impossible
So cling to the possible
Surround yourself with an armloads of friends
Let them take turns dabbing your mascara
As their handkerchiefs turn from white to black
One day you’ll find the moon back in its place
You will wonder how long you missed it
1st Place
4/7/2017
DIDACTIC FORM
Silver shines back one picture of a goddess reflection
centre stage before the eyes enters soul to soul realm
standing purely hot blue flames ignite every gasp
breathing on a bed of roses sleeps beauty
The breath stops breathless apex splendour
within you precious jewels striking darkly haunting
princess happily kissing over and over sugar coated
heartbeats back skips with angel kisses
Warmly upon the throne sitting queen
dancing with shadows crowning moonbeams
cradle of love is where I capture your space
reserved only in my dreams of you
Temple of light I blow the softest kiss gently on wings
to embrace the altar of a soul's other half destiny sings
captured in space the greatest mystery of life
invades when you sit upon these knees
Purely joy angelic smiles looking into your eyes sparkles of starlight
on a blazing trail of magic dust always there I find thee
missing piece of the puzzle fits holding hands surely heaven here
in this world I have found in you this heart's treasure, be my Queen
As your heartbeats a pulse quickens through your fingertips
this heart is yours for keeps to go on forever
sure as the sunshine kisses morning dew
Your love inspires the one in a thousand dreams come true
unrhymed quatrains
The glass chatters, clanks, and shatters
As it hits the ground
But makes no sound
The only thing heard is the
Screams of pain
As I get hit into the glass
Blood everywhere
Pain unbearable
The ripping of flesh
Cracking of bones
Screams of pain
Yet no one hears the screams
No one to save me
From this nightmare
From that thing
Evil and putrid
Bragging of his virtue
But he’s hurting me
Ripping my skin
Breaking my bones
No one can hear my screams of pain
Why can’t they hear me?
Does virtue truly block others from seeing the torment before them?
Does it make its followers so blind they cant see the bruises?
Does it make its followers so deaf they can’t hear me begging for mercy?
He’s never heard one lesson of this class,
but has to get a grade in history.
So he’s shown up at last, sure he will pass
the test that prior students say is easy!
He feels no need to read the test’s directions.
It uses letter symbols; he can tell
he only needs to trust his recollections
about the fifty states. He should do well!
He feels assured that Md has to be
for Maryland, and Missouri is Mo.
It’s very clear Nebraska is Ne.
But why No? Everyone should know that NO means NO!
Ca, Pa, In; a piece of cake!
Then he sees a few that are an utter
puzzlement or just a huge mistake!
Pb, he’s sure, is only peanut butter!
Sg might be Singapore, or else Saigon.
But how are those in U.S. History?
Fr for France? Just what is going on?
The cocky guy is feeling kind of queasy.
At last he thinks to go back to the start
and read the test’s instructions. . . O M G!
The test was on the periodic chart
of elements! Wrong class. It’s Chemistry!!!
Note:
*The correct answers of the test were really
Md for Mendelevium, Mo for Molybdenum,
Ne for Neon, No for Nobelium, Ca for Calcium,
Pa for Protactinium, In for Indium, pb for Lead,
Sg for Seaborgium and Fr for Francium (he was close on that one!)
As for me, I would stay in the history class!!!
It only takes a moment
For our lives to change forever,
Perhaps a turn for the worse
Or maybe a climb for the better.
It only takes a moment
To inspire someone to fly,
To teach them to believe
They can touch the sky.
It only takes a moment
To show someone you care,
To let them know
You’ll always be there.
It only takes a moment
To reach out a hand,
To touch someone’s heart
And give them courage to stand.
It only takes a moment
To turn a stranger into a friend,
To show them a warm smile
A message of peace you will send.
It only takes a moment
To thank God for each day,
For blessing us with treasures
That faithfully guide our way.
The crocus first peers from beneath cold earth
Finding warm air and sunshine o’er the snow
Magnificent colors paint hearts with mirth
As in full swing lovers’ great passions grow
Most women associate love with spring
Though young men’s thoughts turn to baseball diamonds
While children fly kites that take gentle wing
As snowbirds return from tropic islands
How blessed we are to breathe that fresh air
One more spring in the calendar of life
When lilacs fill gardens with lavender flare
Vows uttered as man makes woman his wife
Their first child’s birth arrives the next April
Just months after grandma’s been laid to rest
Seasons like ages approach ever graceful
As robins watch offspring fly from the nest
For PD's "Spring" contest
when autumn’s last but long exhale
left mists of winter in its trail
her thoughts turned to the past to look
at greenway and the paths she took
where reading signs inside her skies
she'd dream up deaths and alibis
along the short cuts through the wood
with thoughts of stabbings and of blood
while hemlock often made her think
of slipping coniine inside drink
then with the breathless views behind
a choking often came to mind
though with the river dart in view
her thoughts would turn to drowning too
and passing by the greenway bell
she'd sound out bludgeoning as well
then muse once at the greenway gates
of ordeals, follies, pigs and fêtes
before she'd vanish through her door
to ‘kill’ some time and write some more.
When Swift, "Bird of Hermes", Its Last Flight Takes
When swift "Bird of Hermes" its fast flight takes
path through nether worlds, its tall broken stones
phantom from Olympic heights swiftly breaks,
to survive ancient gods's dying groans.
Into earthen world, flashing flaming wings
from behind echoes of thunder and light
as unto death its silent cries may bring
truth in Time's abyss, of past days and nights.
Fleet and airy such journey to and fro
as divine messenger delivers words
from Olympus covered in purest snow
down to mankind in its sad teeming herds.
And of such, does man ever truly see
divine beauty of Nature's true worth
far more than bounty of all seven seas
tis' abundance of life strewn across earth.
When swift "Bird of Hermes" its fast flight takes
path through nether worlds, its tall broken stones
phantom from Olympic heights swiftly breaks,
to survive ancient gods's dying groans.
Of the "Bird of Hermes", some disbelieve
yet some poets may feel its midnight flight
especially so midnight of New Years Eve
within hopes and dreams given bird's first sight.
Did not such dead gods mirror soul of man
complete with its greed and many dark lusts
and creation of this world, its long span
that ends with our bodies turning to dust?
Shall we not listen to message as sent
yet still struggle in dark, epic strains
as we ignore what such tales truly meant
truth is hidden within man's failing brain.
Does modern science our souls ever save
or technology everything explain
do we know what lies beyond mortal grave
or if part of us on this earth remains?
When swift "Bird of Hermes" its fast flight takes
path through nether worlds, its tall broken stones
phantom from Olympic heights swiftly breaks,
to survive ancient gods's dying groans.
Robert J. Lindley, March 7 2019/ January 21- 2020
Hermes, Greek Mythology,
(A Vision Through Midnight Realms Once Seen)
When two choose each the other
Having decided this, their fate
A bond, a pledge, a vow replaces
That which, unchosen, cannot wait
Even when it requires a warrior resolute,
Vitality deathless, and sacrifice continuous,
Eternal must the pledge be, or
Risk betrayal's scourge sinuous.
It is at the pit, against the fiery horde
That Absalom dulls the finest sword
This is what it takes to stand at my side
Antagony to injustice is my cause
Knell my soul to abandon, divide
Eidetically my failure would resound, preside
Sorcerous dreams expounding my flaws.
Indebted to peace, yet still facing war
Soliloquy sweet, punished yet more.
When the lashes pernicious slander my spirit
Have you the stamina to fight weaponless, naked?
Ardently ask the goddess Irit
That throughout the nightmare, you survive unwakéd?
Impassioned, immortal, immoderate, rhetorical
Would you, could you, if so, should you?
Illusion or real, my fight is defense
Leave destruction behind
Lose selfish pretense
Give willingly blood to the unjust blow
Impatiently wait the night for the dawn
Vicious dark creatures attack love's glow
Effervescent, they dissolve at the light, and pass on.
Because violence feeds violence, and hate cannot withstand love's rapture.
When your heart beats against my chest,
our hearts align— as love takes hold.
And we perceive life at its best,
as intimate feelings unfold.
We seek no answers as to why,
since we met, we've never been bored.
And neither of us can deny
that upon Hope's wings—love has soared.
I'm there for you—you're there for me,
and forever, we stand as one.
Unhindered by reality,
our love keeps the blues on the run.
A lifetime of dreams to explore,
whispering secrets sweethearts share.
And together—alone no more,
we share a love that's true and rare.
You're the half that makes my half whole—
I am your soulmate, and you're mine.
We have been blessed to share one soul,
and one heart, till the end of time.
The air was brittle with the cold
mud made life so very hard to bare.
Came to mind that maybe xmas is soon
Remembers roaring fires and christmas fayre
was so cold in the trenches
enemy not so many yards away,
trying to remember if its the twenty fifth
I think it's Christmas day
can hear the sound of music
soldiers singing for all their might,
we joined them in a rendering
of the carol Silent Night.
I peeped out of the bunker
to see the enemy doing the same,
we both held up a white flag
with a makeshift ball we had a game.
these were our enemies
yet human too
we can forget it for awhile
having fun is the right thing to do
this really happened in World War 1
at the end of the evening, went our own way
Christmas is a day to rejoice
to live to fight another day.
Orig penned 26/11/2015
The unofficial truce took place on December 24, 1914, in the trenches around Ypres.
It started with German soldiers putting decorations up around their trenches and singing Christmas carols, including Stille Nacht - Silent Night. British sang O come all ye faithful
A German looked over the trench - no shots - our men did the same, and then a few of our men went out and brought the dead in (69) and buried them and the next thing happened a football was kicked out of our Trenches into no man's land this is how Germans and English played football.
All were in my eyes heroes.
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It takes guts to do what I do…
Torturing those pathetic young women…
Laughing as their eyes roll deep back in their sockets
It takes guts to do what I do…
Making them beg for their lives
Ohh how they cry and promise me anything…
Literally, anything
Stupid tramps!
It takes guts to do what I do
Watching as the life drains directly out of them
Watching the moment they just give up
Crazy tramps!
It takes guts to do what I do
Taking non-essential organs as they watch
It’s fun when the anesthesia starts wearing off…
And they see their spleen being pulled directly from their belly
Useless tramps!
It takes guts to do what I do…
….“Kevin, it’s time to put away the video games and join us for dinner…”
If only I really had the guts…
Evil That Always Takes Its Toll
Remember where hot lightning bolts flash down,
Its sun-fire heat burning in a tragic strike!
There perished mother and her little tyke;
Tragedy there, where the angels cry and frown,
And sing their saddest songs upon the waves:
Doom and gloom a sad fruit to be born
Taken long before Gabriel blows his horn.
Judged by Fate no power in Universe ever saves,
Yet no man lives that can ever be so sure,
That misery will forget to take its toll
Upon the peace that stirs the blessed soul!
There was peace: yet no peace can insure,
Paradise will be waiting for its fair guests,
The great promise, its most fantastic lure!
Security of life and limb of angels so pure:
Or protection from Evil that so eternally infests.
Robert J. Lindley, August , 1973
Note: A poem from my private journal, from back when I wrote a bit more in the old style.
Sometimes I dearly miss writing like this..... and that muse that raced so far away!
p.s. My first wife(future ex) thought this my best poem ever.
At that time I had several hundred written.