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first may this day find you all well and safe
I am sorry that I have not responded to reviews
I know I am late once again
for those who know me I don't forget
and I will try to turn to your pages with honor
with this being said because I am heartbroken over Darren White
I felt compelled and needed to first write a tribute
the entry below is a dedication to
Darren White
years back Darren wrote a series
“the lost childhood”
speaking of the little one
I was so moved beyond words
I asked for his permission and blessing
to write an entry dedicated to “the little one”
Darren immediately said yes so I posted a dedication
fast forward to today after learning of his passing
I like everyone else is heartbroken
it is my hope he is finally at peace mind body spirit
at peace and whole
Penguin I have no words
I will forever cherish
our communications mutual understandings and more
allow this entry to give flight and life to “the little one”
all the credit belongs to Darren himself
and his extraordinary series
thank you all
“always to be whole”
once in life the sky falls
leading into a journey of unknown
unknown unwanted unaccepting
except there is no option to resist
how does one begin to comprehend
when comprehension is out of grasp
even through powers of the far and wide
for whispers of tides never reach me
they tell me hold on little one
for this you are not defined
days months years roll by
nightly wishing among the stars
they too tell me hold on little one
one day all will be revealed
I always answer back it couldn’t possibly
the why the why the why
gliding through air has ended
all I can do is recall the feeling
recall the sensation
recall the freedom
now the time for the final curtain
once more I hear such whispers
hold on little one
for this you are not defined
all will be revealed
you will once again glide through air
you will feel the sensation with vividness
you will experience peace and freedom
freedom that you little one so deserve
then now always
then as the sky fell
now as you transition
always to be whole
SkyWatcher
06-14-24
We were once madly in love,
Young hearts caught in reckless fire.
Then I told you the dump truck joke—
A laugh, then silence,And slowly, I walked away.
I chased shadows in skirts,
Mistook freedom for fulfillment,
But birthdays came, and so did my wishes—
Simple texts, silent prayers,
A whisper from the past to say: I remember.
You found Malcolm.
I watched from the sidelines,
Respectful, but aching.
Then years slipped like sand,
And again, I reached out?
As my own love story unraveled.
But Darren was there—
A wall I dared not climb.
So I stepped back,
Yet still, every January,
I typed your name?
And sent another candle on a digital cake.
Then Darlene died.
My world fractured like ice beneath weight,
Darkness crept in corners I once called home.
And just when the night felt endless—
You.
A message.
A lifeline from the woman
I never quite stopped loving.
We met, we laughed, we rebuilt—
Brick by careful brick,
A bridge across all we’d lost.
Love bloomed again.
I tasted happiness?
With the kind of wonder only age can give.
But time—
It plays cruel tricks.
In the blink of an eye, the romance faded.
Not with fury.
Not with fire.
But with quiet resignation.
It wasn’t meant to be.
Still, you’re here—
A friend, a tether,
Proof that some bonds don’t shatter,
Even when love slips through the cracks.
And though the dump truck joke
Broke us once,
Your laughter still echoes
In the heart I never gave away.
Scott W
TO FULLY UNDERSTAND THIS POEM PLEASE READ BRONTE INSPIRATION PARTS 1 AND 2 FIRST
Our marriage has now been consummated
I’m so glad that you were patient and waited
Our passions for each other burns so strong
To find you my love, I have waited so long
Now I have discovered that I am with child
When I told you the news you smiled and smiled
It is a symbol of our true love
You truly were sent to me from heaven above
Discovering you has been such a joy
Unwrapping the layers like an excited school boy
You are an incredible lover but it is more than passion we share
With every beat of my heart, I feel you are there
So heavenly has been the news that you gave
Tears of happiness flow wave upon wave
Soon another baby will reside in Bronte country
What a wonderful mother you are going to be.
The time for my confinement is drawing near
My husband will be with me – I have nothing to fear
Finally the day arrives for the baby to be born
I hope he will be delivered before the break of dawn
Tenderly holding my hand you say you will always be there
Birth is an incredibly emotional act for two lovers to share
He mops my fevered brow and says he will always be mine
Finally the babe arrives – he looks like his father he’s so divine
Your husband gives thanks to god for I have been truly blessed
With a wonderful wife and a beautiful son at your breast.
I hold you close as our baby sleeps
Every day brings a new memory to keep
To love you forever must be my aim
With much love we choose our first child's name
So many suggestions but we would rather
Name him Patrick after the Bronte's father.
28th April 2014
Written by JaDazzle – Jan Allison & Darren Watson
~Please see my blog posted today about 'JaDazzle' ~
An empty throne? ~ Part 9
“My queen, we feared we’d lost you so”
The healer said in joyous speech
“When here the shaman does bestow
these wishes that we do beseech”
“What have you done, how can this be,
my broken heart can not withstand
You silly fools, why can’t you see,
this was my choice by my own hand”
“Your majesty, we know so true
these actions, orders from the king
Returning home in search of you
not knowing what the news would bring”
A frightened glance, o’er shoulder pure
“My love,” she rushes to his bed
Now weeping every saddened pour
To find her king now lying dead
“He gave his life so live you would
with every ounce of strength he owned
For from his heart he summoned good
his wish, his queen to stay her throne”
“Oh Knight in armor, promised shown,
why did you not protect our king
So I may sit upon my throne
and worry not of anything”
“Be gone, I need you here no more”
She wept, her face a glistened streak
Then kissed this man she did adore,
when one lone teardrop fell his cheek
“Oh what, I pray, shall come of me,
to feel this shattered heart again”
When the through dampened eyes to see,
Her teardrop glow upon his skin
It shimmered bright in colors grand
like prisms floating on the sky
She reached and took his weathered hand
then saw a flutter in his eye
A warmth did flow his fingertips,
his eyes then opened with a gleam
He pulled her close and kissed her lips
“I love you so my precious queen”
Her breath escaped from deepened fears
with heartbeat movements quivering
She cried again, though happy tears
“I love you too my wondrous king”
The kingdom sang and cheered in glee
A celebration soon had grown
For on this day their King and Queen
Once more did sit upon the throne
The End
Thank you to every one who stuck with me through this poetic series,
especially Heidi, Alexis, Darren and Peter. Thank you so much my friends.
Your constant support and encouragement is truly appreciated
Anticipation
By Franklin Price
04/06/2022
I am in anticipation
Of a visit I have planned
To see the first Great grandchild
Those who've been there understand
He was born in February
One day after Valentine
His given name begins with “D”
To carry on the Perry line
His father's name is Dalton
Grandfather's name is Darren
His great grandfather's Danny
How do you think I 'm farin'?
What is his name?, you're thinking.
In case you're wondering, it's Dean
I have watched him on the portal
Many pictures I have seen
I'll be seeing him in person
After shots, at eight weeks old
Don't think he will be walking yet
That's the story I've been told
He'll be ready for some sit-ups
Has been saving them for me
His mother did them at that age
I'll just have to wait and see
I'll be there on Barbara's birthday
She can see him through my eyes
She's been watching him from heaven
Sending love, that's no surprise.
Unnoticed by common men,
The wolf pack wanders
That abandoned, for difference be,
The white she-wolf, in their fear they did flee.
In the deepest dark of night...
Quick, silent leap of fright.
What drove the pack to stray,
Will save the white wolf from prey.
Magical white shines brightly in eagle’s eye.
Drawing its attention, he now lands close by.
At first, there was the caution gale,
Followed by a cold snap trail.
This unlikely pair, between them, grew,
A new pack... through green and blue,
Through Earth and Sky, together at last,
Like the days of old, far back in the past.
As Eagle soars with grace so free,
White wolf awaits under a shady tree.
Fur and feather joined forever,
Their love so strong, it shall never tether.
As I incorporate colours with images in my dreams,
Still, it’s more the emotional attachments that set the scenes.
Like an onlooker in another world of landscapes,
I am in control as I pull back the invisible drapes.
My mind wanders from my body so light,
And flies off with birds into hot summer nights.
I choose the scenes I want to participate in,
I choose who will tonight be my friend or kin.
Why just last night I was challenged in combat,
Defending in Kung Fu but I never attack.
Until of course they make the first move,
But in dreams, it is easy never to lose.
I'm a whirling dervish, dancing on my toes,
Not fighting, but awing my friends and foes.
While moving my mind wanders far away,
I dance out of me, leave only my body to stay.
I will often find myself in strange situations,
Sometimes a dream will turn in various stipulations.
Don't fight true passion living in your heart,
Attracted like a moth to scorching flame,
Try as you may, but you shall never tame,
You'll fail and fall before you even start.
Rise from the embers to begin as new,
Your soul a phoenix, burning in the night,
In darkest hours illuminate so bright
All rainbow spectrum colours that pass through,
Land at your desk, begin to understand
How burning bright can be a brand new day
In scratching strokes of pen on paper white
With craftsmanship, you guide your doubting hand
Write all your fears, write inner pain away
Let poems and music guide you to the light
(Iambic Pentameter)
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The parachute just will not open,
As I spiraled, free falling to the ground,
This nightmare is happening again,
Never able to leave this merry-go-round.
Another day of struggle and strife,
In a throat hold deadly dangerous grip,
I’ve lost the concept and meaning of life,
Drowned in self-pity waters I do dip.
Love can neither rescue or save me,
Falling faster than the pouring rain,
On this rafter lost on the high sea,
I know in my heart I have nothing to gain.
They say that misery adores company,
In my case, this is neither right nor true,
Wishing that I could one day see,
And live a life never feeling blue.
***
The other side of me is light and free
As I'm soaring the skies like an eagle
High and jubilant, nothing escapes me
On top of the world, a ruler, regal
Who does need sleep? I don't, I'm writing
Poem after poem, and in between
I paint, play guitar, I am thriving
The most wonderful person ever seen
I am at full speed, creative high tide
No one can follow, I love you all
All that worried me I now push aside
Trying to forget about my next fall...
Why can't I have some balance, always!
Where I'm creative, and not feel bad
Where I can sleep, happiness stays
Without knowing that I'll soon be sad.