I do the washing
i don't say anything
I half to cook
& I wont talk back
The mom
mame'
the wife
Ms. Sheila
I do it all
every night
everyday
it never gets old
when I'm nervous
I take pills
he hits the wall
It never fails
He's dad
He's mad as hell
He wont stop
he is a husband
I carry the rings
I needle alone
Where are the kids
in the rom?
We must accomplish more
We are never separated
when will it stop
when he is gone'
That's when ill be gone
gone home with my mamma'
Do I write from the heart? Do I write as a song?
This voice inside is so far from all wrong.
For once in this life, in these hills that I roam,
I'm not afraid to give my new love a home.
It hasn't been gold, nor grand open plains,
Life was atop this high rocky range—
Learning to do at a half-lived age.
Now, it's all different; the spoils are all gone.
But the wings are all spread, as the wind lifts the dove,
Higher, and higher, above,
To bask in the sky where I feel totally new.
Love is atop of the cool mountain view,
Where I'm in love with you, too.
Now the pair of white doves will soar,
On to the place we've never been to before.
A beautiful freedom that belongs just to us,
With a wide-open sky soaring only for love.
- Debra
You live for moments
For a light to shine on your face
It still remains dim
Weed for a pillow
she lies,
not exactly waking
not exactly sleeping,
washed up on the morning tide
released from all the secrets she was keeping
Hug me, praise me, like me
Slap me, curse me, kill me
Destroy me so thoroughly I won’t have room left for pride
Open me up until I have nothing left to hide
Just tell me it’s love
And I’ll be your pure little dove
A vagabond of despond
With nowhere left to belong
He wandered beneath the sun above
Still searching for a tender soul to love
For so long, he flew from place to place
Hoping to find a heart that would embrace
The fragile soul he carried within
The wounded heart beneath his skin
But rejected and neglected time after time
He slowly lost his reason to fly
He slept through the warmth of the daytime
And lay beneath the stars at nighttime
Alone with his sorrow, hidden in the shadow
He thought that he was better off alone
The dove that once searched for someone to love
Slowly grew darker beneath the moon above
Down below, he became cold as snow
The once soft dove, now a terrifying crow
The only thing he could do was bow
And pray to God to free him from his woe
The cat killed the mourning dove
The cat killed the mourning dove
The cat killed the mourning dove
and ate it with her kittens
and ate it with her kittens
Nothing but feathers here and there
once was a winged bird with a pair
Now its gone and disappeared
into the cats tummy, oh dear
Oh dear Oh dear Oh Oh dear
the cat killed the mourning dove
the cat killed the mourning dove
the cat killed the mourning dove
and ate it with her kittens
and ate it with her kittens
The other doves are now afraid
to scared to land since cats foray
They fly around in tree tops stay
mourning the one the cat slayed
The cat killed the mourning dove
The cat killed the mourning dove
The cat killed the mourning dove
and ate it with her kittens
and ate it with her kittens
Meeeeeowl!
neat emerald dove
loves fallen fruit on the ground
agate color breast!
Lyrics poem
Story first I set this to music on a site, typed lyrics in picked style , drums violin sax and other settings. This amazing female voice sung it blew my mind. I love saxophone and a bit was it solo. It 2am I pressed something and lost it. I could cried. It shot of around cyber space ha ha. Will do it all again. This is my lyrics.
Come fly with me above the stars
Soar on eagles wings by far
Ride a galaxy or two
Shooting stars will follow you
Higher ~ swifter up we go
Feel the fancy of the flight
Clouds are fluffy like cotton wool
Smooth and comfy of we go
Zooming round and round
Expressive joy, happiness abounds
Shoot the moon, my turtle dove
Just continue, feel the love
We never want the ride to stop
On the unicorns back we hop
Jump the rainbows all around
I, too, have tasted the evil of hatred
when all I wanted to share was my love.
With untruths and lies I was baited
because the hue of my skin wasn’t as white as the dove.
Mercilessly unloved and hated,
Hatred and love baited the dove, mercilessly.
From my poem: ‘Love over Hate’ submitted on 03/07/2026.
SHELLED DOVE
Years after her birth,
She returns to her birth-shores:
Shelling her own eggs:-
A Bird Haiku Set of Two 6-16-26
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dove
a mourning dove coos
matins of morning glories ~
sweet bird song wakes dawn
first light serenades
clothed in downy grey plumage ~
sun rise reveille
Pitter patter of little feet
Running around so happy
At every age a blessing too
As they learn so do you
Reading a fable of their choice
Hearing excitement in a voice
Watching them learn about life
Seeing the world through new eyes
Homemade cards with handprints
Touching your heart you lament
They will grow up from lap to arms
You never get enough of their charm
And you look forward to their growth
Off to college eager excited with hope
Empty nest but full heart of love
Watch them fly high as white dove
After they graduate you feel pride
Reflecting how fast life goes by
Month of the child celebrating
How much we love our offspring
a red crown fruit dove
neat bluish-grey chest, and nice
bright orange belly!
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Found in the forests of Indonesia and New Guinea. Scientific Name: Ptilinopus Wallacii.
Dove sits on a bench,
her feathers glow in the sun.
"Great Scott its sunny!"
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