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Agile to the max and once, so skinny and insecure...musing of the past abuse and amusing you don't care at all...sarcasm rolls down my long tongue of lamentation...
Mind over matter and my response is to truly endure from this furious frustration and wicked, wicked elation
Blessings bring me smiles of joy
I am an ambiverted kid, oh boy...
Very much so - exactly - so coy~
Excited and nervous to say the least
Right on, let's have a fervent, fearless feast!!!
Tread the road of recovery with me forevermore - we are never alone
Embarrassed because I made a fool out of me to the core on the phone
Dreaded this moment - I must stand up for what's right and more on my own
Kid's kites in the sky - I'm high in the clouds of thinking-aloud shrouds
Imagine being accepted wholeheartedly in all aspects of life
Desiring peace over strife, though guilt cuts like a knife...I am seeking my future beautiful, wonderful wife...
They're once in a lifetime
These moments of joy
The first time you rattle
That colorful new toy
Your first day at school
With the rest of the kids
Your hair all slicked down
Bad smells Mom got rid
The ultimate joy
Of your first tender kiss
The shock when she tells you
Her period she missed
A puff from a cigarette
Makes you dizzy and ill
The beer in the closet
I remember it still
The joy of a first child
The smell of their skin
The softness of touch
Their sweet tiny grin
Your first big promotion
The raise that you get
The first time you notice
A grey hair NO NOT YET!
Middle age quickly follows
With a sickening thud
It's all over now
Your life is pure crud
The sixties are next
And retirement awaits
Where did it go
You're in a hell of a state
Then someone says wryly
You've had a good life
'Whatcha crabbing about?'
But it still cuts like a knife
These tender sweet moments
You experience through time
You'll remember them fondly
And treasure the climb
Hold on to them tightly
They won't come again
They're once in a lifetime
They're to treasure my friend
They're once in a lifetime
These moments of joy
The first time you rattle
That colorful new toy
Your first day at school
With the rest of the kids
Your hair all slicked down
Bad smells Mom got rid
The ultimate joy
Of your first tender kiss
The shock when she tells you
Her period she missed
A puff from a cigarette
Makes you dizzy and ill
The beer in the closet
Can remember it still
The joy of your first child
The smell of their skin
The softness of touch
Their sweet tiny grin
Your first big promotion
The raise that you get
The first time you notice
A grey hair NO NOT YET!
Middle age quickly follows
With a sickening thud
It's all over now
Your life is pure crud
The sixties are next
And retirement awaits
Where did it go
You're in a hell of a state
Then someone says wryly
You've had a good life
'Whatcha crabbing about?'
But it still cuts like a knife
These tender sweet moments
You experience through time
You'll remember them fondly
And treasure the climb
Hold on to them tightly
They won't come again
They're once in a lifetime
They're to treasure my friends
"You are the sun in my day, the wind in my sky,
the waves in my ocean, and the beat of my heart. "
_Anonymous
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There are many different kinds of love in life,
its a force of nature out of our control;
and we all know that sometimes it cuts like a knife,
beautiful, magical it fills up our soul.
When I met my true love I fell into his eyes,
and love hit us like lightning and there was a bond;
it can never be turned off and it never dies,
bigger than the wind, rain, the stars, moon and beyond.
The love of family is deep and forever,
my mother and father were my anchor and rock;
the love for my siblings I can never sever,
grandma, grandpa I miss with each tick of the clock.
And love of a pet is the cruelest love of all,
their time on earth is short but their love has no end;
pets teach unconditional love and the downfall,
of this love is for the grief that will never mend.
__________________
January 30, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/Love is Unconditional
Copyright Protected, ID 01-1324-885-30
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, What is Love
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 02/08/2021
Second Place
Fatigue sets in..
A troubled past had stumbled upon my memories..
Alone and afraid..
Trembling body and shaking uncontrollably
Although the trembling began inside the body..
Cannot escape the madness..
An everlasting fear had spread everywhere
A fearful environment..
Sorrow had grabbed me
A plague of terror ..
Cuts like a knife..
As I ponder what awaits..
Many Sleepless nights..
A sleepy slumber forces itself..
Cannot remain awake..
No longer must I battle..
The battlefield is I..
And Sleep..
Sleep deprived to the core..
Heavy eyelids..
Eyes are closing
As I struggle with eyes opened..
My battle exits no more..
Here lies my sleepy slumber..
Asleep in the dream state..
Frightful images ..
Darkness upon darkness..
Chilling cold atmosphere..
Terrors during the night..
An empty void of fear..
An empty void multiplies..
Chilling screams and cries..
A sour smell of negativity..
Putrid it stands..
Horrifying presence stands..
Running from..
The terror..
A frightful nightmare absorbs the sleep state..
Pushing away..
Gliding away..
Flying away
From Night terrors..
Awakened from nightmare..
Sobbing ..
Crying..
A prisoner of my own sleep state..
Must rise above..
Free myself..
From..
My own prison..
The sleep state..
They're once in a lifetime
These moments of joy
The first time you rattle
That colourful new toy
Your first day at school
With the rest of the kids
Your hair all slicked down
Bad smells Mom got rid
The ultimate joy
Of your first tender kiss
The shock when she tells you
Her monthly she missed
A puff from a cigarette
Makes you dizzy and ill
The beer in the closet
I remember it still
The joy of first child
The smell of their skin
The softness of touch
Their sweet tiny grin
Your first big promotion
The raise that you get
The first time you notice
A grey hair NO NOT YET!
Middle age then follows
With a sickening thud
It's all over now
Your life is pure crud
The sixties are next
And retirement awaits
Where did it go
You're in a hell of a state
Then someone says wryly
"You've had a good life
Whatcha crabbing about?"
It still cuts like a knife
These tender sweet moments
You experience through time
You'll remember them fondly
And treasure the climb
So hold on to them tightly
They won't come again
They're once in a lifetime
They're to treasure my friend
© Jack Ellison 2014
Ego gets in the way of one's life, a big and bold part of us cuts like a knife. Ego can cause much pain~strife, it can worsen ones life. It needs to be tamed, tamed like a roaring lion~I proclaimed. Put it in it's place, then everyday ask for grace. Live life to the fullest embrace, by putting ego in a box or a case.
Date Written 6/29/2022
My life began the day we met
The world, it looked brand new
Colors brighter, music sweeter
And all because of you.
You took a life of sadness
And you made it oh so sweet
But now your gone, and yet
I love you more with each passing day
Though God saw fit to take you away
When I think of our love. it still seems brand new
Forever and ever I'll always love you.
I still feel you close by my side
Though the pain's so deep it cuts like a knife.
When you went away my heart broke into little pieces
But I'll put those pieces back together because I know
Someday, we'll be together again
But until then.........
I'll love you more with each passing day
Though God saw fit to take you away
When I think of our love, it still seems brand new
Forever and ever I'll always love you.
Oh, when I think of our love
It still seems brand new
Forever and ever I'll always love you.
josette key 2009
God created a universe to appease,
The earth, the stars, the seas.
He also created the devil who would tease
He would be the angry, rebellious seed
Once an angel of light is his confession
He was kicked out of God’s glorious heaven
To begin his reign on this earth, his possession
Regaining power with his worldly weapons
His armament on earth cuts like a knife
That beckon us to sin when there is strife
He lays in wait for those he might invite
Hoping to discourage from eternal life
He is bound for an eternity of suffering
Old Lucifer is a liar from the beginning
His hand is on the sinner who keeps sinning
He shows up wherever evil might be winning
This devil who sends his demons to destroy
Is definitely not someone with whom to toy
He has power on this earth, but can’t employ
Anyone who trusts completely in God’s joy
He can make life hard for those who believe
Sending us messages of distrust to perceive
But his ways are not strong enough to make us leave
The faith that has taught us we need not grieve
The devil is like a roaring lion, going to and fro,
Seeking whom he may destroy with his ammo
Seeds of doubt and distrust that we know
Are mere lies sent to dissuade from the chance to grow
This evil one may tempt us with trials and such
But he can never give us the truly soft touch
That comes from God above with so very much
Love that there is no way of denying who is judge
For decades now we've swam, we've played
and on the grass, in sunshine laid.
A haven for our meditations
visited by our many generations.
Pristine beauty, nature's pride,
and now, bereft, tears we've cried.
To be destroyed, torn asunder.
Governments decree, a total blunder.
Safety issues is their claim,
so our park they now defame.
This decision, we don't understand,
upcoming destruction of community land.
Other solutions they will not hear.
Their stubbornness abundantly clear.
We now say goodbye to memories
of wandering through paths of trees
beside the lakes of childhood life.
Their idea of progress cuts like a knife.
For decades now we've swam and played
and on the grass, in sunshine laid.
A haven for our meditations
that's been stolen from future generations.