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We All Bleed Red

Thoughts swirling in my head
Remembering we all bleed red
Life is a tapestry
True happiness a dream
Such a confusing world
Paradise yet to be seen
A country with a dark past 
Some hauntings still last
Unwilling to change, planted in lead
Feel it with your heart and head
No crystal ball
No room to fall
Deeper into our subconscious
Life is far too precious
A bitter pill
Such a large hill
Let freedom ring
Let children sing
Saying hell no
Not in our name
This is a political game
Most looking for fame
Dig a grave
Hell, it's a road you paved 
Here to make waves
 Those who are adverse
Stuck with the curse
Burden on the young
Who is truly free
It will never be you or me
We mourn over the dead
A nation so divided
We are tainted
From birth we are painted
Who are the real heros
We all have blood on our hands
Invisible to most
Only the true can see
Even on our homeland
We have a roll to play
History is witten in stone
Learn from it instead of beating it to the bone
Our futute is only written in clay
Still malleable
All life is valuable
Old school. . New school
It is what's in our hearts
Time to stop tearing one another apart
Just take a stand
Even if you walk alone
Hold your head up high
What is life if you are to afraid to fly?
We all bleed red
Time for a transformation
Get ready to shed 
Change doesn't come easy
Fear those with nothing to lose
We all deserve to live as we choose
Get ready because we all have a voice
Step up and make a choice
We condemn those we don't know
Some of us even for show
Confusion runs through me
Unsure of how things should be
My constant idealistic views
Desperately grasping not to become jaded
Dreaming of a utopia
Generations before us
Marching through the gas
Fighting for peace and love
Is the joke on me?
Is there something I can't see? 
Scared for our youth
Where are the leaders?
Put personal pride aside
Stand tall
Take risks
Look in the mirror
It's time to live without fear

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Missing You

I had witten this piece some time ago
For Who ? now I know.........

Missing You 

It's a funny strange thing
When you're not around
Like the lack of a smile 
On a circus clown

Like a ferris wheel
With all empty seats
Or a candied apple
More tart than sweet

Or a merry-go-round
That looks kind of scary
Or that huge prize teddy
To big to carry

Like an amusement park
On a winters day
And as long as you're gone
That's the way it will stay

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Linda

Linda, love your poetry
Linda, your my omego
Linda, known as p/d
Linda, you all know
Linda, giving a mention
Linda, who's from Texas
Linda, to all an inspiration
Linda, you are so gorgeous
Linda, you have real insight
Linda, with every metaphor
Linda, reading your every write
Linda, I'm on a magical tore
Linda, like your subject matter 
Linda, how can I keep up pace
Linda, you have true character
Linda, your nothing but ace!



A tribute to--  PD LINAD THE DESTOYER -- or though I had already wrote omego which I felt went on a bit i felt this better 
ive become obsessed with this new found patern   starting every lin with same word my first write with this 
was a poem called someone then with you and so on  
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this my tribute to you  LINDA  ,,,,  xx ,,,,,,,,,,,,     PROBABLY INSPIERD BY YOUR CONTEST 
XXXXXX witten by my self david scott 2013

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Sublime Grace

Once in a blue moon
                I vividly dream of a veiled woman
          noisily walking into my dream in high heels. 
                        Oh, how I wish she could 
                            seep into my dream 
                               night after night!

                   Her mega-watt smile, fireworks 
                  Bursting into a shower of sparks. 
               A frangipani always stuck in her hair
faithfully obeys the wind.  She's a poet's dream muse, 
                       sashaying down the street 
                       like a runway supermodel

                     Her black stiletto high heels 
       Pounds the pavement "Clump! Clump! Clump!"
           Attracting rapt attention here and there. 
          A cynosure of all eyes wherever she goes. 
                               She's the epitome 
                   of sheer elegance and charm. 

                                 And she walks 
                         with such sublime grace,  
           strutting, exhibiting immense confidence
              She's one of a kind, not real, though. 
                  She just shows up in my dream
                           Once in a blue moon


Date witten: 06/02/2018

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Today Is Christmas

Ring
frosty
bells...
your sound
can spread joy!
Remind
all...
today
is Christmas! 
Snow has fallen...
no snowman!
Tell kids
to
build one...
before stars
appear
and 
share their
glee!
 

Witten on 12/14/2015

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Now We Are Borne

Lost am i
pondering over thoughts
lost in lines
faded in legend.

Before like a belive o the jews
so sealed was my faith
accepting all without question
beliving without thinking.

Authors and pens
wrote the tales
mortals and angels
gave it a name.

"the beautiful ones are not yet born"
i dare to doubt
like a religious rebel
rise i in revolt.

I belived once in the written pages
but now i see what lies in our ages
darlings and dears
with perfect smiles,such cherubic 
faces.

I behold with every passing day
new brand of mortals striving forth
with each set of crystaline teeths
and when they walk? Ah well 
measured feet.

I see our angels in the skin of girls 
and ladies
our gods and lords in clothing of 
youthful men
i see those witten words fading away
and a new dawn paving its way.

If factually were those words
"the beautiful ones are not yet born"
i defy them,for now we are borne
or still dare i but to ask, what then are 
we?

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DIVORCE-acrostic for contest

Your dream doesn’t have an expiration date.
 Take a deep breath and try again.
        —KT Witten

D I V O R C E

D ivided - feelings, kids and the lesser things.
I nk blots of dragons and broken mirrors.
V acant walls and chairs. 
O bituary for two on display.
R agtag thoughts to sort through.
C hampioning life’s surreality.
E ddying for a time, then healing.

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Dream

When I wake up I have but one dream,
you never getting mad at me. 
I always being with you.
Like a story each day but not yet witten
no happy ending,
sadness in the eyes of the witter ,
the beauty in the eye of the dreamer,
the confusion in the eye of the  lover,
the story of the unfinished dream.

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I Thank God

I Thank God for everyday I wake 
I Thank God for every breath I take
I Thank God for every burden he takes
for without him where wouldn't be
                           here 











Copy@witten June2013

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Celebrate His Birth

Celebrate His birth with joy
Joy that rings throughout the land
Land He blessed with loving hands
Hands that reach to His command

Bless with gifts eternal bright
Bright birthday from the sky
Sky of wonder, sky of light
Light led to the manger nigh 

Eternal bright angels sing
Sing high songs of glories praise
Praise to Christ the Savior born 
Born of to the Spirit up we raise

Sing His song throughout the land
Land that’s blessed because of Him
Of Him we celebrate with joy 
Joy of giving to the brim

Witten 12/09/2015

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Mallard

a mallard dabbles
and upends itself to catch
       fish underwater


Date witten: 01/04/2020

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Poets of All Nations Unite

Small we stand large with poetry and verse write about sun and sheer darkness
       
Rainfall comets and tides as a micro-cosmos in a world that lacks infinite words

Some throw in science philosophy intimate narrative disclose heartache or joy

We share love faith hope reason and feelings and take comfort in pencil and ink



A lotus flower evolves on the page with a fig tree or a violet rose covered in ivy

Spiders weave webs on dinosaurs’ spikes shielding honesty while the globe spins

Icarus melts as a Phoenix rises from vanishing ashes dispersed by Pegasus wings

A Unicorn smiles kindly for a Dragon to rest in the soul of our intricate minds


Embracing life’s vagary disentangling fallacies and truths we point to them both

Impermanent and miniscule we are part of a Universe and speak out for freedom 


03rd July 2019

Witten for the contest on the theme of The Universe

Sponsored by Nina Parmenter

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Vignette-Rain - Check

After the thunder has rung aloud
Through the rain & dark cloud
A shining rainbow there will be-
A covenant between God & thee
Witten in the sky for all to see.

Full story @ Gen 9:14&15

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You Would Not Want To Be Me

I have never ever
Witten such a beautiful love note
Before
I have never ever
Being ungrateful
To someone
Who has given me so much

Yet my tears keeps falling
Although I know why
Yet my strength keeps manifesting
Although I am left unfulfilled
Yet my love for the one keeps growing
Although I do not feel the happiness it brings
Yet I keep on seeking
Although I am left unappreciated
Yet I feel the need
Although it keeps on moving away

I have never ever
Pretended to love
Before
I have never ever
Being envies
Pretend to be someone else
I have always been myself

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Inside Church Is a Must

Calling Church means Catholic with a capital “C”
There is a saying that “People outside Church has no salvation”
Eternal God is not that mean
Eternal God loves people

In heaven there is a cell where Rite of Christian Initiation for Adults are held
Some people are  scaring other people
Other people will be at rage
Other churches believes their doctrines

The doctrines are given by the church of their parents
These parents got blinded with the universal truth
Parents will take their children to their church
These children believes the doctrine they learned

Children should grew up and know the Universal Truth
Being inside Church is a must

Witten: 6292019
Poetry Form: Sonnet
Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza

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We All Bleed Red

Missing You

Linda

Sublime Grace

Today Is Christmas

Now We Are Borne

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Dream

I Thank God

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You Would Not Want To Be Me

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