Long Apart Poems
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It was in the summer of sixty-two,
Before I was born, before I had come,
My mother met my father this is true,
But what was meant to be and what was done.
Like two flames in the night their love was bright,
I was born from illness, I should not be,
Although they still loved me with all their might,
My future uncertain they still loved me.
The first time I recall seeing a light,
Alone in my cot just a small baby,
It brought me comfort that very first sight,
The more that I cried the more I could see.
Apart from being the first memory,
Brought me comfort over my history.
(Ten syllables per line)
B-efore breaking the wall,
E-agerly open your heart;
V-icious lies and wrong ways
E-asily make you fall apart;
R-oads that are not right
L-et you stay in the dark;
Y-our mind must think of light, to let your eyes see the mark.
V-iews of peace and love
A-re so delightful in sight;
R-ealities of a happy life
G-ive you even better night.
A-llow faith to break the wall, that separates you from God;
S-inful acts your soul is rid of, through His Son's precious blood.
P-romised land is reminded
O-n fourteenth day of July;
R-emain clean and blameless
T-o reach the mansion in the sky.
E-vil deed makes you far from God,
R-esulting to not hearing your call;
I-n between build the bridge,
A-fter breaking the wall.
Two men were standing in a public park hugging each other, with their heads lying on each other’s shoulder.
A man and his wife passed nearby saying: “You guys make me sick. Just because you won the right to get married doesn’t mean you have to flaunt your abhorrent behavior in front of everybody else. Take it to a room and get your disgusting sin out of my face.”
The two men broke apart, said something to each other and then walked in different directions; one slowly away from the couple who had spoken and the other towards the couple.
As the man approached the sneering couple with contempt in their eyes and hatred in their hearts, he gently said: “That man just received word that he has terminal cancer and has less than one year to live. He is not sure if he has the strength to tell his wife and children his sorrowful news. I am his priest and was merely trying to comfort him. You two need to re-evaluate your feelings toward your fellow man”.
He walked away with a tear in his eyes, for several reasons.
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Poor trudeau..! Well how could he know.? Owing to
His deprived childhood?? Lets give that a go.?? No?
It won't win you over.? How could that be so?? Well
Well maybe his educational level.?? Because if his
Depri...?? Oh I already tried that..(What the devil?)
Who we all know does not exist, btw let me try some
Other tricks..He didnt know (the speaker guy?) How
Does that one hit you? Wiil it stand a round.' And if
You ask who did appoint him.?? I'll counter with don't
Be so dissapointed.' Think on the freedom you in
Canada have.' Trudeau can avail of and bang his gavel
Announcing whatever his mind can ravel?? Or un.! I
Hope i'm not offending some?? There should be laws
Against stupidity..' Oh but it could be the only path to
Escape?? Wow I think I have cancelled the case with
Ingenuity.' Apart from two thousand and seven that same
s s man, was a part of a discreation, a cloak and dagger
parliament destructive element, not at the level of 1945
Yet if you; research, there you will find quite a few ss folk
In Canada, they settled down, how many have entered your
Land? And towns? Not many in Russia..I'd think thats safe.?
To mention. To Date.!
I'm not pretty enough to be praised,
But not ugly enough to be disgraced.
Not special enough to stand apart,
But not ordinary enough to lose my heart.
I see the likes stack on my screen,
And wonder what they really mean.
Do they see me, or just the light?
The angle, the pose, the filter right?
I look slim in every frame,
But what if that's not really my shape?
What if the breath I held so tight
Is the only reason I look alright?
What if the smile they all adore
Is hiding what I'm looking for?
What if the compliments I save
Were meant for a version that I gave?
Not fake enough to be a lie,
Not real enough to not ask why.
I stare at girls and think again,
Would I choose myself among them?
Not jealous enough to call it pain,
But not confident enough to stay the same.
Maybe I'm pretty, maybe I'm not,
Maybe beauty's a moving dot.
Maybe I'm loved, maybe I'm not,
Maybe I'm more than every thought.
But every mirror starts a trial,
And every picture lasts a while.
Maybe they're right,
Maybe they're not.
Maybe I'm everything
I say I'm not.
Maybe or maybe not,
Maybe that's the hardest part.
It was the first Christmas without you..
Your presence I dearly miss..
Though not mentioned you were on my mind..
Nanna did you hear my Christmas wish?
I wished that you were with us..
I wished not to see Mum cry..
I wished you stayed a bit longer..
I wished that you didn't die.
I hope you were there in spirit..
If only you could give me a sign..
Just to let me know your okay..
To give me comfort and peace of mind.
Maybe I'm being a little selfish..
You were ready to go in July..
It's hard letting go knowing it's forever..
It's never easy saying goodbye.
Your always in my thoughts Nan..
Though your gone, we are never apart..
You will always live inside me..
You will never leave my heart.
RACE
Bolt is not who I am
I run but I will not ran
What am I writing about
I am race
And I run this race
I'm in this space
Running to this place
I belong to this human race
I run this race
Bolt even though he's won
One, running this race
Can see the veins in his face
Lightening fast eyes collapses
Just a blur a flash to the winner
I'm in this space
Running to this place
I belong to this human race
I run this race
All humans are apart of this
Running to this place
Belongs to this human race
So I run and I stand for different colors
Yet I walk, no run from others
We run from our self when we're hysteria
Come quick we run from Mother Africa
I am race
And I run this race
I'm in this space
Running to this place
I belong to this human race
I run this, I am this...
RACE
12/0717
by james Edward lee sr.
M-y heart's sweet desire
A-ims to send sincere wish;
N-ever will it turn pleasure
I-nto pain and anguish.
L-et my heart's sweet desire
Y-earn to say warm regard;
N-ever will it make your life miserable, bleak and hard.
K-ind wish and sweet desire
A-re coming from the heart;
D-ay twenty-ninth October
U-ses light for a fresh start.
S-weet desire of my heart
A-llows you to feel the thrill;
L-etting it totally remove
E-very ache caused by chill.
G-ood wish and sweet desire
A-re straight from the heart;
R-egards that are honest
C-an never ever fall apart.
I-t's my longing that takes you out of the dark mire;
A-llow your mind to think of my heart's sweet desire.
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it"
E.E.Cummings
Friends I have lost as years rush by--
so many souls I have called friend.
lost to heaven without goodbye
If I could just hold once again.
Childhood memories kept by me,
we grew, walking different lanes.
In my heart, they will ever be
tan and barefoot, summer's refrain.
Good friends forever, now apart.
Those friends I've kept as my estate.
They will live always in my heart
They'll be waiting at heaven's gate.
As we gain years, we lose dear friends
New friends appear, help hearts to mend.
September 22, 2022
Writing Challenge-In My Heart-S forms poetry contest
by Constance La France
Lost to Heaven, Friend
First Place