Carry Over Poems

Poetry Breathes You

911 affirmation: "remember to breathe"
Because to hold my breath is to keep myself from holding you
Poetry breathes you, the way I always miss how much I need you
The next door neighbor to my heart 
You can borrow as much sugar as you need
Because I have a sweet tooth for your lips
I need your kiss 
I could do without the freedoms of air 
This is the war for love so all is fair 
Under this weather where unpredictable is the norm
When I was born all the stars pointed to you

So I find myself having late night conversations with constellations because my dreams carry over into the day and my smile falls asleep as I pray, then wakes up to a new May, so may I please have this dance?

My heart is hop scotching to the lou 
Where did you go, I can't find you 

p.s. "Remember to breathe..."

With Fronds Like These

With fronds like these swirling up so grand.
Who needs anemones on the sand?
With their swaying grace and verdant hue,
frilly fronds bring happiness to you!

With eyes and ears on watch on piers to leer
and hear, who needs peers to teach me to clear
the harbor in my pea green boat and steer
right out of here, with money for a beer.

No need to linger any longer and tarry.
For the dilly dally when Sally met Harry,
did not carry over, as they did not marry,
but stayed best of friends, just as happy as Larry.

Binary Math Rules

Binary Math Rules.

Let me tell you a tale, my friend,
Of ones and zeros that never end.
A world of binary, simple and true,
With rules to help guide you.

First, addition is easy as can be,
Just like counting, it's plain to see.
Add each column right to left,
Carry over if it's too deft.

Subtraction takes a bit more thought,
But with practice, it can be caught.
Borrow from the next column to the left,
And subtract as you would with the best.

Multiplication is just like adding more,
But with a trick that you'll adore.
Multiply each digit, right to left,
And add them up to get your quest.

Division is the trickiest of all,
But don't worry, you won't fall.
Divide as you would in base ten,
And the answer will come to you then.

And lastly, don't forget the power,
A binary concept that's never sour.
Two to the power of each column's place,
Will give you a number with grace.

So there you have it, my friend,
Binary math from start to end.
Remember these rules and you'll do just fine,
In the world of ones and zeros that shine.


By Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S POETRY

ANGELS

              On difficult journey of  life
               Angels had appeared in strife
               overcoming all obstacles                 
               performing real miracles,       
                drove out hard hindrance
                to open new entrance.

                  In crisis or despondency 
                 Angels appear on urgency.
               Angels in guise of advisor.
               Even unknown being saviour.  
                         
                 To repay I had cherished hope,
                but mostly didn't find any scope.   
                  Immense debt sure to carry over 
                  with my humble gratitude forever.

                   I know I am never forlorn:
                 Angels always act as  back bone.
                 Angels to come  in right moment.
                 How ? No idea, couldn't comment.

Present and Accounted For

i am not a savant
but an idiot for
sure for what
some would
say was a
god made

gift but

the word
"gift" in German
translates to the
word "poison" so
let me wake to take
another dose that will

eventually carry over in
to my sleep where the
soundtrack seems to
never end or praise
be to god for this
elevator door to

never open

so that
the continu
ous muzak may
fill my head at every 
chosen not my choice
moment with these words

i but not

me write but possibly it
might be  did i hear a
tritone   i must go to
the cross road and
try to tune in to it
not forgetting

that this is a gift

Companion

261
Am I looking
For a companion
Or someone 
To befriend
To carry over
To the next
Phase of my life

Moody

My nightmares can carry over, create a mood for the day
Happy ones leave me singing and chuckling away
While bad ones create
A mood I hate
Walk around biting faces, on innocent people I prey

Moss Crossed Feathered Flights

Scraped off the south-side of Old Tumble Falls
rigid rocks roll helpless down to an empty floor
no more holding roost high amidst cliffs kept
close  final rays of her dying sun   feathered
below sphagnum moss drenching burnt souls
held fast take more than they ever have gave

Turning with tides and skies to carry over burdened 
thoughts of subsequently passing places left behind
sightless eyes downcast shamelessly listen intently 
as a lone bluebird warbles a wistful departing song
ruffled hawk feathers float aimlessly in the breeze
and tomorrow's waterfall dreams slip silently away

See Things and Frame of Mind

See Things and Frame of Mind

About information, I was a rover
Discovered there was a carry-over
From Bill to Hillary eventually did
Become something she would forbid.

Whitewater had been start of it all
Became big after starting out small
Monica incident affected the mood
Of nation after being rather crude.

For Hillary, this would set the stage
Which was followed by much rage
While Bill lived a life so full of lust
Clinton name you could not trust.

Then what we all heard as of late
Hillary had to bare biggest weight
Future of politics started to find
What will be your frame of mind.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Resonance

The peril coiled does not replay
the beauty of notes teamed relay
some carry over, some parlay
is echoed by the sounds that stay!

Within the music's balanced chords
that building up, intensive, scored
to sense the freedom, soul's restored
some empathy of runways toward!

It is this movement I contrive
as word to thought have so implied
and note to note, between recite
the fullness living stands to write ~

Resonance as the hearing's tried
in meters gate is amplified
another line, the structure's time
in prayer beseech to purify!

If moment's glory, so be gone
the will to live . . . .would carry on!





Ludwig Van Beethoven    9th Symphony Herbert Von Karajan Berlin Orchestration
Berlin Wall Celebration 1989.  Go to:   www.ludwigvanbeethoven.com
"Listen and Think!"

Unleavened

Conformity's endearing stand
the heritage, now as captive, planned,
that bread defying nation's grand
unleavened, pride's disciples hand.

The baking, on this time afore
as preparation cleans the moor
so dominate beliefs encore
and joyous, yet obedience store!

Like Faith unknown, the action soar
as time stands still, its vestige pour
the blessings, ah but inward score
misgivings carry-over spore!!

Our daily bread, a thinner loaf
so carefully, the yeast removed
and constancy, this time give scope
to God's reunion and approve!

Oh demise then, my puffed up yen
where else it came from take away
and fill this gamut, not pretend
humility consort again!

Eat well, my leverage so extend
my brother's keeper reinforce.
Today's beginning must not end
in prayerful dominance recourse!

Off the Grid

Sometimes, somehow
i am asking.. is the right time is now
carry over
cross the river
chase your dream
scream.. make it extreme
there is nothing you cannot do
if you had the courage 
get out of your cage
get into the nature
change for the future
time to break the chain
just think how to gain
encourage people
how to be as a whole
a land to eternity
everyone have integrity
no partiality

Dry Bones

All effort
 
Like pouring water into a basket
 
Many battles  fought
 
Now blunt the once sharp machete
 
Thoughts of can they rise again
 
These dry bones…
 
 
 
Mapped out all strategies
 
Doing all with diligence
 
Yet, experience serious tragedies
 
Running out of hope and patience
 
Thoughts of can they rise again
 
These  dry bones…
 
 
 
Loads of carry-over
 
Burdens that are killing
 
Can I cross-over?
 
In the air, ominous feeling
 
Thoughts of can they rise again
 
These dry bones…
 
 
 
Yes , they can
 
In the Lord's name and power
 
Shall rise back to life.

White Darkness

White Darkness

Here is a world where time stands still
And days are countless, years unreal.
Here is a world of snow and whiteness
Where nothing grows and things are forever.

I look upon a thick white sheet
That neither thickens or thins away.
The air is cold, yet it does not freeze
Ice won’t melt or carry over.

Walk as I may the blanket, no way is clear
The white world is round like your own.
Yet is has no seasons or reason to change
No escape I know of for now.

So things are dark and things are bright
Who said to be blind was sight dimmed?
The whiteness of a world like this
Leaves me breathless, still and done for.

On a Rainy Day

On a rainy day for me 
Its like everything 
comes out
All the pain and the 
tears 
I just wish sometimes
The story of my life 
was different
Rainy days like this the 
tears never stop
No matter how many 
times you wipe your 
face
The tears seem to 
never fade away
Blemishes i carry over 
my heart 
Millions of them stuck 
in one spot
Its a sign of hurt thats 
not going anywhere
Deep down inside my 
heart is slowly fading 
away
On a rainy day like this 
It feels like my whole 
life disappearing my 
way
No family,no friends 
just me all alone
Rainy tears still here 
after all the praying 
ive done
Sometimes just feel 
like nothing could work
But people always say
"Mariah never give up"
I try my best to follow 
these words
But something always 
seem to step in the 
way
I just wish sometimes 
things would go my 
way
Maybe all this pain 
cause me to be off 
track
Or maybe theres 
something that can 
make it leave my heart 
and never come back
I try to be strong but 
rain just falls down
Each and everyday on 
my knees 
With my hands 
together
I pray on this rainy day
That the pain and the 
tears would wash away

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