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Think I'll design an anti-depression website
Where people can visit when they're down
When their lives aren't zinging along at top speed
And they're continually wearing a frown
Most likely could have used it myself at times
But my Cathie sure helped me get through
As well as all you wonderful people out there
What would I do without you guys too
You brighten my life every single darn day
Can't wait to read the comments you make
They're always positive so extremely upbeat
It's like having a big piece of chocolate cake
Discovered The Soup about ten years ago
What a great find that turned out to be
Each day can't wait to get back to my computer
To connect with my friends again woo-ie
The streets remember every whispered prayer,
sirens hum lullabies through heavy air,
Broken bottles brighten beneath Bronx blocks,
kids spin on corners, drawing lines in chalk.
Graffiti wings sketch saints on the wall,
my abuela’s pasteles smell in the hall,
Corners carry chaos courage can claim,
yet Harlem heals me when I call her name.
Skyscrapers guard what we can't see,
Dreams break the streets where hope used to be.
Dawn dances determined, defiant, deep blue,
so I rhyme survival into something true.
Love grows wild in the harshest place,
we carve forever in a fleeting space,
Each echo embraces every enduring eye,
Harlem, you teach me how not to die.
Blushing hopes whisper
Caressing my mind, my feelings
With echoes of smiles
Brilliant and vibrant
Illuminating my life with laughter
Kindness so wise and strong
It blends joy and faith
With a dusting of love
Starlight twinkles lavender
Healing all sorrows and loss
With words both warm
And eternally glowing
Softening the darkness
With a sense of wispy energy
Music longing for the moment
When all hearts sing and dance
With pleasure that lasts
Hues of a tangerine sun
Melt the dreams hesitations
With miracles in everlasting verse
Poems so alive they vibrate
Drinking liquid words through straws
Created from the afterbirth
Of joy and passion, inspirations
Sparkling so they brighten the heart
Healing, fulfilling, freeing
Teaching through living that affection
Enlightens and thrills, compels
The breath of a shattered tear
To linger on the flesh
Rippling with gestures of grace
These visions prompt my thoughts
To listen to the voice of God
Who knows my depths, my soul
In ways that I can only fathom
Directing me, dissecting me
Coloring me in shadow and light
Prayers so aware they caress me
With songs in scarlet and cobalt
Sighs so gentle they soothe
Even the flickers of sorrow or regret
Captivating the nature of rhymes
Held in the clutches of a art
So heartening it betrays the crusty
Clutching of a massive moon
Who wants to awaken the truth
Found inside one who knows
Affection flows from the dewy
Petals of a rose who blooms
Promises and praises, prayers
Spent within the empty pages
Of a lonely pen who is mending
Even the haunting nightmares
Of one who listens and stills
Their thoughts for a moment
When the Poet’s hands are tied
June 2, 2021
Days
From images, from messages,
from reflections, from representations
from the shady land of dreams,
- each morning my ass is kicked into the light –
reality strikes me each and every morning
whether it is 8:30, 9:55 or eleven thirty.
On my four walled room - pictured with history –
comes light to brighten up my four cornered room
with emerald greens from pines, ferns. maple hues,
colours that fill the empty spaces between their taller,
larger cousins as they reach up, crawl towards the light.
From them and from the jungles of my dreams
comes a multi coloured blanket covering up the brown,
the graves of their off springs, their forefathers
that for seasons, for eons, have laid upon the ground.
The past that lays decaying beneath the tears of gray skies .
There are days- few it seems – that the sun’s rays
do break through, furthering growth, accelerating
the process of decay – the future, to become –
in another day – nourishment for another generation
of shades of green that will shroud the browns of the past,
that throughout winter’s cover, covered the ground
all around the land scape and the landscape of my dreams,
( B. J. “A ” 2 )
March 31st 2006
WHO ARE THESE AMBITOUS MEN
WHO STAND BEFORE ME
ARE THEE THE SAMETHAT TAKES
BARLEY FROM THE FEILDS
AND STORES IT IN THE CAVES
MIGHT THE MEN OF THE FEILDS
SHAVE YOUR BEARDS
TO SHOW YOUR FACES
OR SHALL THE WOMAN
OF EVENING
CAUSE YOU ILL
TO HAVE TRACK OF WHO
YOU'VE BEEN WITH
DO YOUR COUSINS IN FAR AND DISTANT LANDS
UNDERSTAND OUR WAYS
THAT YOU MIGHT SEND TO THEM
THE BARLEY OF OUR FIELDS
TO BRIGHTEN UP THEIR DAYS
DO PEOPLE EAT THE BREADS
FROM OUR BARLEY ON DISTANT
SHORES
SHALL I SEND MEMOS TO
DIFFERENT PLACES
SINCE YOU SEEM TO IGNORE ME
SPEAK THAT I MIGHT
HEAR YOUR LIES
STORIED TO A PERFECT DETAIL
WHERE ARE THE GRAINS FROM MY FIELDS
HAVE YOUR SATANIC PLOTS
PREVAILED
WHO'S SHIPS ARE HARBORED
TO RECEIVE GIFT OF THESE GRAINS
THEN THE CAPTAINS AND THESE SAILORS
CHORE TO DELIVER
THESE IMPORTANT THINGS
I SPEAK YE AS KING
ANSWER MIGHT
I THEN KNOW
SAY TO ME WHAT I ASK
THEN MAYBE I'LL LET YOU KNOW
The power in you
Let your light shine
Oh let it shine
Let it brighten up
The world
Oh let it shine
Let it touch the needy
Oh let it shine
Let it come from you
Yes you have a light
Oh let it shine
Let it bleed it curse
Let it bring to life
It positivity
Oh let it shine
You are what it takes
You are part of life
So don't hide your light
Let it shine to our dark world
Oh let it shine
You are who you are
You can't be another
You have all it take
And this can only be true
When you let your light shine
To the world
Oh let it shine
Your light is your power
And that comes only from you
So let you light shine
Let it
Touch and heal the world through
The power in you
Late Fall days are dark, grey, cold and dismal
Until a flash of bright blue wings adds some warmth
Fall winds blow wet leaves with colors now muted
Grounds are covered in damp camouflaged blankets
Sunlight is scarce and hiding behind smoky clouds
Mornings feel crisp, frosty tips envelope late blooms
Dawn is quiet, scavengers hibernate and sleep
Until a loud squawk echoes from the barren treetops
A flash of moving bright wings of cobalt blue and white
A Blue jay lands, proudly dancing and strutting about
Blue Jay
Sing your song
Brighten my day
Spread your wings, proudly fly
Blue craze
10/14/21
Contest: Let's Mix it Up
Sponsor: Constance La France
Nature theme chosen
(Cinqku form used for last poem)
She still cries over the heartbroken pages of a good book,
but a stranger’s cold word will never break her again.
Call her stupid or ugly, and she just walks past the noise—
she knows she is smart, and her worth is already proven.
Her appearance is different, her posture is tall,
wearing whatever she chooses without seeking permission to exist.
Let them talk about her all day; it rolls off like rain—
she owes no one an explanation for the space she takes up.
But dare to speak against her friends, her family, or her home,
and you will find a fortress standing in the breach.
For her grandmother, she would still move heaven and earth,
sacrificing anything to keep her protected, safe, and held.
Her laugh with her friends now rings out completely unguarded.
Her smile at a passing stranger is given to brighten their day,
no longer ducked in fear, no longer hidden in fright.
She is relentless in the pursuit of her dreams,
working every day to claim the career she has always wanted.
And the girl who once flinched at the quiet threat of love
now leans toward its warmth, opening her heart step by gentle step.
She didn't rebuild herself to win the world's applause.
She did it entirely for her—and she deeply, fiercely loves the girl she has become.
Form:
Hello to my heart, happiness is here.
Hello to the Earth, happiness suits me.
Hello Santa Claus,
Carry my dreams to the sky.
Hello to the cat who always purrs,
Here is the caress of my velvet hand.
Hello my friend, you offer me a toy,
You awaken in me the desire to share.
Hello child, you will be my brother or my sister,
You brighten my eyes with sweetness.
Hello my parents,
One day I too will be grown.
Hello house, you protect me from winter,
You keep my whole universe.
Hello forest,
You offer us so much beauty.
Hello dance, hello song,
You cradle my child’s kingdom.
Hello wind, hello sun,
In one word or a hundred, you amaze me, you awaken me.
From the moon to the stars that sparkle,
Happiness is a cry of the heart like no other.
Hello to my heart, happiness is here.
Hello to the Earth, happiness suits me.
Joël Charvillat
Indeed, God can make miracles*!
He works with His wisdom’s touch
beyond human’s great might…
absolutely wonderful
midst faith’s fortitude...
Always able to fill emptiness
for service-abundance
toward heavenly triumph!!!
Indeed, God can answer prayer-pleas!
He helps His sowers by His precepts
to be fruitful reapers…
surely merciful to all
especially to the humble…
Ever gracious to nourish
the diligent spiritual bloomers
who are persevering to please Him!!!
Indeed, God can glorify His name!
He magnifies Himself along His Law
That’s radiant against iniquities…
definitely excellent
to brighten godly testimony…
Faithful is He along His precious promises
delighting believers of trusting hearts
worshipfully praising Him with gratitude!!!
*Acts 19:11 And God wrought special miracles…
January 23, 2019