Our relationship is on shaky ground
We don't kiss each other like before
We don't say hello and goodbye anymore
We give each other the runaround
For the grace of God
We need to sit down to talk things over
We need the help of the Lord
Countless serious promises were made
That we must keep, cherish and honor
We must always sleep in the same bed
Until the end of time, until eternity
We must behave and act maturely
We must discuss everything thoroughly
We must smile and be nice to each other
We must live in peace and in harmony
And our love and passion must last forever.
Copyright © January,2019 Hebert Logerie All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Every time I turn my radio on
I hear the same old song
and I await good news from abroad today
especially a change is on the way
but I don't believe all they say
as how can they see eye-to-eye
or meet face-to-face
when east looks east and west looks west
in this so-called human race
putting power in the hands
of people who don't give a damn
will only go so far only last so long
the genie's out of the bottle
there's no going back
where did we go wrong
to be so far off track
embellish or embroider
you can't improve on truth
anything less is second best
for which I have no use
and when it sounds
like chaos all around
it seems no one cares or shares
look to your morals ethics values scruples
and take the higher ground
I saw my small sister Sofia on a see-saw, she wore a wonderful white waist wrap, her partner Pedro pushed his powerful paws, upon the ground to uplift his board to go up and up but she bumped the broad board to below, the pair played the play in park and play ground.
Groundhog Day
Same four walls, same aching head,
same bitter tea, same empty bread.
Same street outside with the sirens loud,
same slow shuffle through the same old crowd.
Same pointless talk, same hollow smile,
same heavy heart that’s not worth the while.
Same bed at night where I lie and pray,
to wake to a world that ain’t this day.
But it’s the same grey sky, the same worn floor,
the same old fight I’ve fought before.
No end in sight, no light, no say —
just dying a little, day after day.
And if tomorrow comes, I’ll wear the same skin,
play the same game I’ll never win.
Life on a loop with no escape key,
a prison built deep inside of me.
Cacti Hiku 47
Amidst torrid sun
Cacti sprout on rocky ground~
Nature`s sturdy strength.
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a-m-id-s-t t-o-r-r-i-d s-u-n -I a I- -I p I-
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o-n r-o-c-k-y g-r-o-u-n-d-s~
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n ~a ~t~ u ~r ~e`s s ~t ~u ~r ~d ~y s ~t ~r ~e ~n ~g ~t ~h.
Why is Sumner such a short time?
Just getting started,
then running into half past summer.
July seems to be the half way mark,
August is almost here.
August will turn into September then into October,
then fall will be here.
Fall with cooler days,
a pretty carpet of colorful leaves covering the ground.
giant hole in the ground
I think of course snake
dragon emerges with barely a sound
frightened, I start to shake
at two a.m. the dragon flies back in
how did he fit into that hole for goodness sakes?
I look down and his giant green eye gives me a grin.
I smell the aroma of a giant clam bake
are you okay down there? I yell to my dragon.
He gives me a wings up, and I settle down.
The next afternoon there are baked clams in my wagon.
And I am bragging about him all over town.
Your cheeks are tending to the ground
And I’m so slow today
Look at the memory I’ve found
Before it flies away
The lifeline furrow on your palm
Runs through the hills and dales
Inside the storm it could be calm
Despite the blowing gales
My glasses gleam with gold and brown
I have to go again
I cannot see what time is now
Could be the same as then
No winds, its stillness here today
Along the waters green
I’m following your shady way
To let you know I’m in.
A mackerel sky fillets a fish scaled village,
an ear clapping, full sailed, fog
moors itself to the rooftops,
then hides all in a breezeless blear.
Rheumy eyes peep out from nets,
damp noses sniff abaft trawling drapes.
Cloth in hand, potbellied proprietors
battle the splatter and spray,
dabbing at mildewed shelves,
warding away slopping waders
and salty puddles.
On the sightless sea
far beyond the shore and shingle,
fog horns are lowing like lost cattle.
Later, misty reeks will be scoured
from groggy docks,
hauling hands will rope together
the tide-tossed salvage
by and by, squeaky boots
may trudge to taprooms
where codgers and callow alike
can be well oiled
and duly quenched.
The cold, so cold ground
Binding and pulling
And holding me down
Embraced by the crypt
Confined and restrained
And life’s breath stripped
Stygian inked
Such stifling dark
And soul’s light extinct
I find myself here
Trussed by death’s grave
Without hope, just fear
In the cold, cold ground
Decayed and corrupt
Neath my burial mound
Don't you ever lose hope
Keep your feet on solid ground
Never doubt the Lord's great love
Seek Him while He may be found
The angels sing His praises
They exalt His mighty Name
They would move heaven and earth for Him
Leading souls who once knew shame
Alleluia blessed is the King
Throughout times of great trials
Peace to His people He will bring
Intellectually and artificially
Can it be more worse, tell me unofficially
Why should we be managed for what
Bloody purpose to satisfy who’s plot
To tell you the truth
I miss my youth
I’m sorry this lesson to learn
But you feel the same
Here we go again
But thank God we shall never return
Away from this paradise lost
I can’t pay the required cost
Back to the paradise found
Scatter my ash on the ground
Whatever ground it may be
Doesn’t make any difference to me.
Fight! Fight! the Lord God cried
Ready for battle, stand your ground
The dead spirits are 'round about
Spreading evil to take us down
Oh no we will fight the people said
We know our God is on our side
Thank you Lord for all you've done
You have gone and saved our lives
If a cop stops you and says, "Show me your ID,"
Know your rights before you agree.
They can’t demand it just on suspicion,
There must be a crime, a law must be broken.
No crime? No reason? Then stand your ground,
Don't allow yourself to get pushed around.
If they threaten you with arrest, if you don’t comply,
They have broken the law, and their career dies.
They’ll lose their shields and all immunity due,
They and the police department can now legally be sued,
For using force where force wasn’t due.
If you don’t use your rights today,
They most definitely will fade away.
So know the rules, stand up, be smart,
Don't let fear tear our rights apart.
Late Spring Hiku 20
f ~a ~d ~I ~n ~g flower blooms
kissing the warm l
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summer close to w. a. k. e.
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