Not as great as I hoped the inventor said
Strong coffee laxative went to his head
His hair frizzed up like Einstein’s crazy mop.
I think I shall drink this to the very last drop
Your face said you did not like it said his wife.
Apparently, she did not understand his weird life.
If he did not feel punished, he would not be he.
Guilt and shame to him felt childhood-normally.
both in our separate worlds
and when fall fell upon us
destinies coming together
our hearts collided
our lives meshing as one
AP: 3rd place 2022
I would have been more fearful if I had not been studying leopards.
I knew not to run, but I stopped whistling and walked confidently.
I felt lucky he was giving me the “yawn” eye.
And prayed it was not the “I’m going to take my time eating you” eye.
The older lady used words that no one remembered.
We were not sure if they were mean or glad.
But they spewed out in crazy ways.
Hitting people in their faces
Clawing at their eyes.
Smacking us in our noses.
Maybe they are bad words my uncle suggested.
He was a sailor, so he recognized the connotation.
The content was an anomaly.
We smiled at her, hoping she would give us a clue.
She could not. She had forgotten their meaning
But she adored the reactions that she received.
They were what she had hoped for.
Wish him truly to be happy in life.
Know very well I cannot live with him.
Don't know, how I'll stay away from his life
Yet, I've to ensure to lead life alone.
I won't be able to fake my feeling
if by chance face him suddenly somewhere.
Wish him truly to be happy in life.
Know very well I cannot live with him.
Maybe time will lessen pain, heal my wound;
It's tough to pass each day in his absence.
Hoped he’d feel for me, will bring happiness;
Realized how much wrong I's in thinking.
Wish him truly to be happy in life.
Know very well I cannot live with him.
~X~X~X~
John Tee Sonnet ::
A Refrain Sonnet; Rhyme Scheme: ABcdefABghijAB.
No meter or line length specified.
Quatorzain with no stanzas.
Pasted from http://poetscollective.org/everysonnet/john-tee-sonnet/
Thanks to Mr Lawrence Eberhart for the resource at Poets COLLECTIVE Site.
Cold Tears
Cold are the slow running tears. Cold.
Stunning. Not ignorable.
Hated.
Cold because they know they shall be hated, because pain or grief or conflict and not tenderness has created them. Hated tears. Not born from joyful prayers, nor from gut-shaking laughter, or from being witness to splendor.
The hated tears come from hurt, from a cracking of the heart’s rainbow shell: bleeding tears. Not even warm at their start. From their origin of pain they stream despised and cold: those tears, from sad, stinging-hot eyes, seeking some hope that the heart might again find a golden seal gracing over its shell.
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(c) sally young Eslinger 9/11/2Thanks be to God
she got smaller and smaller
hoping he would notice
he never looked up
he called for his supper
but she could not answer
for her voice had shrunk too
it had shrunk into nothingness
she thought others might notice
but sadly no one did, so she made herself a nest
in a tiny dust ball, and laid down to die.
on-the-lookout words
Mirrors meant to reflect love
the way you want it.
In the thunderstorm of my lifetime each wish came so shining true!
Tell me, then why cannot I wake tomorrow, being twenty-two?
4/30/2021
~5~
More than I hoped you'd be
You are...more than I hoped you'd be
You're the sweet nectar to this honey bee
I...I have been drawn ...to you
One....is now... the sum of two
I've found a treasure known to none
No need to keep digging this tunnel of love
You...you have given sight to blind eyes
Now all I can see...is you, you mesmerize
As we dance under pale moons glow
hearts twisting and turning entwined
Star light flickers as loves shadow grows
Together we bind the hands of time
Eagles fly to places unknown to us
They have the freedom to ride the breeze
Let me take you to a land of trust
Exploring each other and true love seize
John Derek Hamilton
March 14,2021
HOPE IS THE BEAUTY OF WATERING THE SEED YOU GREW IN YOUR HEART FROM VISION
UNSEEN BY OTHERS, MATURED FROM BELIEVING IN YOURSELF AND A HIGHER POWER, BUT
NEVERTHELESS YOU HAVE TOO STAY POSITIVE AND LIVE IN THE DILIGENCE OF YOUR
DREAMS HOPED FOR, AND A AMBITIOUS ENVIRONMENT. PUSHING FORWARD IN THE RIGHT
MENTAL MINDSET SHOWING DOUBT THE EXIT, SOME PEOPLE LIVE PAYCHECK TOO
PAYCHECK WITHOUT FINDING THIER DREAM AND GIVING THEIR LIFE AWAY DAILY TOO
HABITS OF LIVING UNCONTIOUSLY AWARE OF THE ILLUSION THEY CREATED MENTALLY.
DREAMS IS THE ESSENCE OF YOUR LIFESTYLE AND THE ARTWORK OF YOUR EXISTENCE ON
PLANET EARTH. KEEP YOUR FAITH ALIVE CAUSE YOUR DREAM IS ONLY AS REAL AS YOUR
IMAGINATION.....
rod never employed
children acting like children
softly spoken words
clear, gentle, admonishments
calm, compassionate adults
around the time your eyes met mine
i ran in fields of those unclean-
i saw you stand with feet so sore
awaiting stars that shall align
for you’re the one that i adore-
your cashmere moon sees stars serene;
a song with tunes caught in between
what used to be what i forgot-
the hope of truth that love bestowed
has planted joy from love’s seed sowed
the woe I wore was doffed by thee,
embrace the way you swept debris;
i ache when you are not near me-
our dulcet love as pure as gold,
affection as my heart you hold-
destruction fears what of romance,
seduction steers a love perchance
if dreams of me you dream at night,
must i admit i dream of you?
a love too splendid for thy sight...
for you have made my hopes come true
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(I hope I did IP right, I'm still learning)
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The old gal next to me
Doesn't move too fast anymore,
But she's always been beside me...
I can't imagine what for.
The old guy next to her
Doesn't move very fast either;
Would rather not be without her...
Walking slowly together.
We look the same direction;
Pushing, pulling each other forward,
Towards an unseen destination-
Towards a hoped-for destination.
If the Good Lord's willing,
We'll keep progressing together,
Hand-in-hand slowly traveling
Step-by-step forever.
We'll look the same direction;
Pushing, pulling each other forward,
Towards that unseen destination-
Towards that hoped-for destination.
It was the first nightmare I had awake
With chills, fear replaced the blood in my veins
I searched for death and through the swiftest means
But death itself did cower so to flee
Far from the fiercest thing mankind had seen.
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