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I cannot help but enjoy my old age,
every day I know laughter is the rage.
I laugh at myself almost all the time,
I need a penny and dig for a dime.
Open the closet and reach for the milk,
knowing I'm allergic I still buy silk.
Some say memory is on the decrease,
I don't agree and I've made my peace.
My memory is as sharp as ever,
but intent and action seem to sever.
I go to the store to buy cookie dough,
pay for toilet paper and off I go.
It all happens in the blink of an eye,
open the car door and I wonder why.
Look for books in the refrigerator,
that's when age knows no negotiator.
Old age creeps in slowly on a good day,
so I laugh myself silly while I may.
I refuse to just sit, fret and fritter,
No 'Oh poor me,' no becoming bitter.
6/10/2019
For "A Contest on Aging Poetry Contest"
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Bob in the Cage
He is not nice.
I closed the door and told him to wait…there.
He did.
It did not make his mood better.
It helped mine a little.
I was far less likely to put him in the pot,
and cook him today.
That was good in every way…
especially for him.
He bites,
Not a little but a lot.
Just when you let your guard down.
So friendly he can be,
You will see, what I mean,
I talk about him all the time.
He has gotten under my skin,
like a wiggler.
It is going to take gas to get it out.
Or, I will just wait,
and let him out again…(in a while)
because loving him is not easy…
but that is not the point.
Bring your juicy mouth close to mine ,
in this dark room .
You love me , that’s what you tell me all the time and I pretend to believe you .
Caress my glorious back ,
as smooth as a calm sea .
Whisper in my ear all the cliche words of your ancestors,
while I pretend to tremble to the deepest nerves of my bones.
Your bed smells like old meaningless battles;
The subtle perfume of one day flowers ,
moans entangled by smoke .
Even so , I allow myself to rest cozily inside your embrace .
Listening to your black heart that beats like steel drums,
because
wickedness is easily ignored in the dark .
Your deceit , my motives , my wise skin,
this sterile desire , this aimlessly passion,
this embrace that tomorrow will be the cause of more pain.
In the dark , I can’t see your sword ready to strike me tomorrow.
In the dark ,you can’t see my dagger with which I end you today .
I am in love. I’m pretty sure now.
I keep getting lost in the labyrinths of my mind,
thinking about you, wondering how to connect with you
again. I stop working at times, trying hard not to
fall for you even more every single day.
But I know I’m a gone case,
totally bowled over
by you.
Our relationship defies all norms,
I hear you around me all the time, looking deeper
into your meaning of this new feeling I’ve got. I stop in
my tracks when I read something that reminds me
of our inseparable bond. No one can tear
us apart. Not now, not ever.
We are born to be
together.
Yes, I’m totally in love with you.
It’s a wonderful thing,
this love, it has
changed me.
Our kinship
will bloom and
evolve into something
beautiful, I got a gut feeling about us.
Let me introduce you to my friends
so that they too may
fall in love
with you.
Yes, I’m in love…
…with words.
06.26.2021
For Charles Messina's "Surprise me" contest
Time is a funny thing,
A fluid, jumping, bumping, running thing.
It’s something you can never catch,
You beg for it to speed up, as time drags on,
And you’re just waiting, and then…
Bam
You’re on a speeding train hurtling along a track.
You drag your feet and try to turn back.
You beg time to just slow down, turn back
Let you savor the journey.
One moment you’re a kid, begging time to just speed up,
You want to grow up fast.
Then all of a sudden, faster than your head hits the pillow,
You’re an adult watching time speed past you.
Everything is moving too fast, and life is too short.
Your kids grow up faster than you did, becoming adults in the blink of an eye.
And you wonder
Where did all the time go?
(rhyme)
I love my water everyday
It is healthy to drink
Lots of it to consume
Do it and don't think.
I'm determined to have it
All day and night long
When awake all the time
Water just makes me strong.
Most people don't appreciate water
We need to conserve it
And not waste it anymore
By squander it not a bit.
In other countries some people
Don't have enough of it
We're so blessed we do
Aid those with a bit.
Water is great to drink
It's good for you, me!
Cleanses your body you know
We all need it too.
When it rains it's amazing
It helps grow the trees
And all animals and plants
Maintain your body healthy too.
Every living organism needs it
Water is such a blessing
Without it we'd be troubled
Save it and keep sharing!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
September 3,2009
Mother, your were the first lady,
Who painted my cheeks with angelic kisses at birth,
And the first one who adorned my soul with wealth,
Tenderness, charity and sincerity.
Today is the day that we celebrate all mothers,
All women - young, old and deceased, and all future mothers.
Spring, the season of flowers and lovers,
Continues to enchant the hearts of the blue baby quakers.
Virgin Mary, I think of you all the time; welcome me
In your heart. Mona Lisa, imaginary lady,
I love your smile and your gaze. Mom, Mom,
Let me dream for the last time on your bosom.
Henceforth, I would like to entertain you daily,
And when the bell rings your anniversary,
I'll surely rush to dive deeper in your lovely pool,
Under the sparkling of the stars, under the clear moon.
Mother, you were the one who showed me the difference
Between night and day. You fed me during the day,
And at nighttime, you put me to sleep like a prince,
Amidst the air filled-up with a soft jasmine scent of May.
The sweet souvenirs of your unconditional care
Caution me to love all mild-mannered women;
I can feel flowing in my veins, in my organs,
All day long a succulent taste of a ripe pear.
You know very well my faults and my qualities,
Please ask God at vespers, before I fall asleep with the Muses,
To bring back in my ears the humming memories,
So I can dream peacefully under the spells of your melodies.
Copyright© May 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
I love you John
But what am I to do
When you act the way you do
I cross my fingers that this will work
I open my heart for what it's worth
I love you John
Yes I do
But what am I to do
When u act all confused
And lost in the mind
I think we might be running out of time
I love you John
You know it's true
That's why you try me all the time
It seems like this here is a crime
That's how I feel anyway
Always a step away
I love you John
And always will
Even though my heart is at a stand still
That's why I got to let you loose
Sorry, if it hurts
I'm just speaking the truth John
This here is not fun
That I love you John
Form:
Gave life
greatness is in born
is In you is in me
cos
our inner self define
our worth
so withhold not
the energy within
gave life a chance
cos it will carry you
along in the ways of nature
gave life
greatness is in born
so be proud of who you are
let the life inside of you
shine to the world
every soul has a love within
so withhold not the energy
within you
share love
gave life
gave life
save your soul
open up your heart
to heal again
those pressure will
go away with time
when you gave life
the chance it need
from you
how possible can this be
when you close the peace
of your mind
how can you keep on
with this heavy heart
when life is calling on you
remember life must not
hide you good all the time
it ups and down
so In your quest to live
open up your heart
gave love a chance
don't be closed down but
gave life
gave life
close not your door
to the poor
remember
they also got doors too
and it can be closed
on you one day so
stretch your hands
to the needy world
open up your heart to God
pour out your inner self
to nature
pour out your soul to the world
and let life prove your
worth
we can never be perfect
yet our reflection still
speaks on the mirrors of life
so together we are guilty
of our troubles
if not prove your innocence
open up your heart
let love take over you
let life be born again
in an ignorant world with your prove
gave your light to the world
so you could again
gave life
The color for me is red, just like the beautiful red rubies. Red looks best on me, the color keeps me from being moody.
I never wore lipstick color like red rubies, I did not want to look old. A pretty pink is for the young, this is what I was told.
I bought a gift just for me, it was a real gem. a flower pin in the box, with roses of red rubies on a stem.
I wear my pink lipstick all the time, I want to stay looking young. My special gift of red rubies I wear, I love you red rubies is on my tongue.
Date Written: 7/5/2020