a genuine desire for love
a potential heart overflowing with love
and this world full of demons with tears.
Categories:
cradles, innocence, world,
Form: Haiku
Those children died today
were little miracles
someone had taken them
just days before Christmas
God cradles those small gems
remember them always.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Dec.14/2012
The World cries, with those that lost their loved ones, in Newtown, Connecticut, just 11 days before Christmas. :'O( I can't believe someone could do something so horrible. Especially to tiny babies and just before Christmas.
Categories:
cradles, america, child, december, children,
Form: Quintain (English)
It was a sad day, when I had to toss them;
my favorite pair of sports shoes.
Like an old, comfy friend,
we walked and played together;
until the linings were worn clean through, to the leather.
Still, I held onto them; my precious foot cradles.
When the day came to toss them,
cracked soles, leaking rain water onto my feet;
I worked hard to muster up the courage,
to place them in the trash
and my feet mourned their loss.
Categories:
cradles, clothes, poems, poetry,
Form: Prose
Praying for forgiveness
but the damage is done
still learning to walk alone
cause who "I AM" keeps
me shunned
The doors keep closing
in on me all through veiled
hypocrisy but what they all
have failed to see is that
I will never be anything other
than "ME".
It's true I've not always done
what is right, but for my mistakes
I've already paid the ultimate price.
So continue to judge me if you'd like
go hang me out to dry if that makes
you sleep a little better at night
for as Bad as you all may have
perceived me not once did any
of you try to wipe a single tear
from my eyes...
I want everyone to know
all the hurt buried in my chest
all the scars worn privately to
no one did I ever confess.
I'd much rather you think me crazy;
All F'ed up in the head then to
let anyone else know what I had
to take every night with me to bed
There are many ways of dying
but guilt, self reproof and regret
had already beaten me to death
Still unlike any of you God never
left me, judged me, or abandoned
me NOT ONCE.
Instead he stood by me til the end
laid my worries to rest , stone pillow to
cradle my head.
Categories:
cradles, angst, dark, heartbroken, hurt,
Form: Elegy
A walking cradle
A scaffold
Just support
Underpinnings are cushions of support.
We exacerbate to defeat negative thoughts.
We want success because this soothes our words.
Impaired from those that know how to hinder when moving forward, is a liaison to destroy.
A philosophical standard is not atypical.
This provides acumen and vision.
A walking cradle
Your framework
Empowered to join in a cause
A platform to stand on is that designed to level up.
Your thinking encounters more knowledge.
Edifice so large, that organization is a network.
Associate positive environment.
Correlate your roller deck.
Connect your mind to solidarity.
The structure is in order to induce the luring of optimistic tools.
To progress, becomes categorical.
Firm uncompromising unconditional
Absolute your milieu unlimitedly!
Cultivate your own means.
Flourish breed
A walking cradle
A new school
Promulgated!
Categories:
cradles, america, career, community, encouraging,
Form: Dramatic Verse
A philodendron cradles its young,
a winter's bud in February thaw.
Spring calls, its ancient rhyme of no-time
sings of days gone by.
Buds, with petals palm to palm, echo a reassurance song
of blossoms locked in heart-leaf care
as unborn babes evoke blessings soon to come.
Categories:
cradles, nature,
Form: Free verse
lake cradles the moon
the mournful cry of a loon
tender nights of June
for Carol's contest
Categories:
cradles, nature
Form: Haiku
Your Beautiful Smile!
Rocks me D`
-------~E~-------
~ E~
~ P~
Makes my heart go 'beat,beat'beat.
Take my hand we will not fail!
Through this cradles -r-o-c-k-
^We will Prevail^
++TOGETHER++
^^^^^^^^^^^
Peter K
Categories:
cradles, devotion,
Form: I do not know?