Long Decide Poems
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My husband... has never minded
eating a vegetable he doesn't like
just so they will eat theirs...
Or eating half smashed, soggy potato chips
out of clammy little hands,
when they've decided they would like to share...
He's fine... letting them play hairdresser...
sitting patiently, while they curl his hair,
He will play Old Maid, pretending to have a sour face...
all the while letting them win
He doesn't mind drinking muddy looking tea
from a tiny little cup, that is too small for his fingers
Or sitting out in the blazing sun
on a hot summer afternoon
watching them stay cool, as they frolic in the sprinklers
He shows excitement
over a Popsicle stick
glued onto cardboard,
and tied with a bow....
exclaiming it to be his favorite birthday gift...
He doesn't mind taking them up and down the aisles of Wal Mart
for an hour, while they decide how to spend their dollar
He would rather spend his day playing hopscotch
than a round of golf
He's their Grandpa.........
Just one more reason why I love him
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I realize that my love for you
Is like a chain of steel
Unbreakable
Tough as nails
and yet as your love entangles me
I realize that I embrace my imprisonment
and don't want to venture out of my cell
Made of our years together
bit by bit we have become entangled
Where I end and you begin
Hopelessly enter tangled
Even if I wanted to break free
I could not
For I am you and you are me
and my fate is in your hands
and so I relax
and decide to just
Enjoy the ride of my life
as we move towards the final moments
together as we have always been
Inseparable, merged into one being
Starting at each other
wondering who is that person
Of eternal mystery
That has so captured my soul
and imprisoned it in her love
And I smile thinking of your love
and the endless pleasure it has brought me
and the endless pain that I have endured
Just to be next to you
and part of you
Until the day I die
and we meet in the next world
It's easy to blame Life for our plights and woes.
The day-to-day throes that weigh heavy on us.
Those that overwhelm our senses with worry.
Is it actually Life that torments us
or is it just the pretense we use to blame
our troubles on something... anything
except ourselves as being responsible
for lighting the fuse igniting our struggles?
Life is a rat race where we scurry like mice,
hurrying here and there with things we pursue.
Finances are always stretched to the max,
our names etched on documents for payment due.
Problems ensue and we become imbued with
health issues, climate change, global unrest.
It seems each day we're being tested anew,
taunted, and haunted by fear when we hear
of some new threat to society and more so
when it involves the ones we dearly love.
If we feel Life holds us in its grasp like a vise,
maybe we need to consider a new attitude.
Few of us ever have enough financial security.
Nickles and dimes buy nothing lately,
and never does time allow us enough hours
to get through a day feeling unscathed.
I've come to realize that Life is not to blame.
It's wayward people who treat it as a game,
those who hold power for greed and gain.
We don't roll the dice to decide where we go.
We're responsible for so much more than that.
But there are no do-overs for any of us
when wrong decisions are made.
Nor do we get pats on our backs
when we've made the right choice.
It's our voice that we listen to; our voice we hear.
Our jaws are often clenched,
our teeth grinding to the point of pain
when burdens and despair drive us to the brink
of feeling like we're standing on the edge of a cliff.
But is it really fair to blame Life for our troubles,
or when our thoughts ask the question, "What if?"
Let's not keep our jaws clenched in silence.
Speak up; speak out against wrongdoings.
We all have problems on different levels
with which we struggle, but breaking free
of them will release the tension in our jaws
and the vise grip we accuse Life of having on us.
We need to find a way to stop those stones
from hurling themselves in our direction...
the ones that ripple across our calm waters,
threatening to keep hold of us in their grip.
A picture’s worth a thousand words,
At least that’s what they say;
But sometimes truth’s revealed
That really takes your breath away.
Perhaps you never realized
That you have an extra chin;
Or that some yellow teeth appear
When you decide to grin.
A bald spot that you cannot see
‘Cause it’s behind your head
Is captured in a photograph,
Exposing how it’s spread.
A zit you thought quite indistinct
Sticks out like a sore thumb;
And all that graying hair laid bare’s
Enough to make you numb.
I’d rather hear a thousand words
And wish I’d never seen
The pictures that I saw today
On my computer screen!
Who is the arbiter, who will decide if " righteous" anger is ever justified
Perhaps the perpetrator of inappropriate anger will claim his excuse is true
whilst the victim of a vicious attack will maintain a different point of view
In some peoples minds there does exist as revealed on a certain media page
A goddess of righteous anger
How many disputes, be they large or small, are resolved with outbursts of undesired rage
Righteous anger, it exists in the lives of many people, be it political or religious form
No love or harmony between differing views
Anger begets anger, this entrenched behaviour, it becomes the norm
No forgiveness does exist between any warring party
examples throughout history, that's the way it's often been
Bombing in Belfast where the Orange fought the Green
Vietnam, Korea, Iraq, the Gaza strip. Japan
Russia, Ukraine and there's also Iran
So now I must conclude, it's patently clear, such a clanger
that the source of every battle or an argument is raged under the righteous anger banner
Let's discontinue unproductive lives filled with so much rage
The excuse of righteous anger fits the category of lame
let's discontinue human history, shrouded in so much inhumane shame
Let's follow the urgent words of God
our heavenly loving Father who
espouses the word of love
Fill our lives with bliss, harmony forgiveness
accept the divine message circulating from above
Say you're tired of it and be done with it
Say hello again to the pretend I know what I am doing
All I know is well I come say spacemen and other dimension guy
I saw you
I can swing on vines all day and I like bananas
I've been the monkey gentleman
Some freight-full moments of terror
I know to have never escaped fear no matter
If it's a chance to leave and nobody ever writes back
I saw you
In the church
Spacesuits and humble smiles sometimes a fair trial
Sometimes you me up and then shut down
It's your flight to other skies across the other side of what's the chance
The other side of Prodigy talking to a prodigy son
Leora
She lifted for me and lifted me
A trip to decide your most annoying trait
I don't know you and then after awhile
Would I know you
Leora
I could have been your friend for for ever
I should have studied chemistry
I may or may not have known some kitchen chemists
Let's just say acid burns and headaches from mushrooms
Get the gray and purple ones they all say
I say I like Leora
So I can trip all my life.Danger danger good dope
A mindful of energy
A separate reality
Get qualified set the scene
Once you know where you're going
You could be free to throw it all away
You could be Free.
Tamed again and again.
Then to met you're real self
In a trip of a trip
In the land of no regret
Draped in malheureuse
I wear it head to toe
All i’d be is trouble
In case you didn’t know
I’ll linger at the bar and hope your eye catches mine
Is that a chain around your neck?
is it supposed to be a sign?
That our paths aren’t meant to cross, your soul calloused, mine too soft
To intertwine with yours on this drunken dark night.
So come over to the bar and you’ll find a surprise
just one word, a sip and you’ll feel the ground rise
it could be so easy, let’s find a place to hide
we don’t have to tell your friends, secrets live inside.
Jump into the cab with me and put your hands in mine
Soften my bruised lips; we’re running out of time
sultry whispers in my ear, it’s like your glad to be here so let’s just lay, don’t walk away
don’t curse this night,
just because it feels right.
I’ve done this all before, so I know the score
you’ll say you had fun, but I know you’re glad it’s done and I’ll carry the weight of your choice.
I’ll convince myself it was nothing but in years to come I’ll still remember your voice.
You’ll be quick to shut the door, leaving me wanting more and forgetting what you left behind.
You’ll do some soul searching and question your urges but decide that there’s nothing to find.
Each day will pass, with the sun comes rain;
I’ll keep your jumper and keep your chain in the hope that you’ll venture to me again.
Initially, we were cautious about speaking to one another. We did not know how each other responded to each other's posts. What ultimately happened was a strong friendship that continued to grow with each passing day. We would talk more about our lives to one another to the point that we already felt like we were together. We both said that we would follow our lives and speak to each other, that's more than friends. We will continue to teach each other the languages we know. There was one day, six weeks after our conversation began, when the first significant milestone in our friendship would occur. I had taken a friend out for dinner, and it was a time of happiness and sadness. When she came to the restaurant, she had already had enough alcohol to make her happy. When she ordered a drink it was strong as it was a pure vodka.
After we ate, I would take her home as there was no coffee shop to help clear her mind. When I first picked her up to go on a date, she kissed me on the cheek. I ended up blushing. At the end of the date, when I dropped her off at the house, she kissed me on the cheek again, and I would turn her kiss. Before I left, she still had one of my earbuds in her ear. She returned it and kissed me one more time. When you asked about the date with a blushing face, I told you of all the details except for what happened before we ate.
You took a while to respond as you were writing a long text. You said you were happy for both of us and that you would keep a distance. Well, your posts later on were directed at me, as I know you were not that advanced in education. I did feel some pain, but I didn't realize it would hurt you to know that I was moving on with my life. We would speak a week later, or we would talk constantly and grow closer. This would continue until you stopped talking; it would only focus on your sadness. But you never focused on anyone else yourself. It's pretty alright, and I have always had strong feelings for you, but those feelings could only be those of a friend. And this is how we all have our friendships, and it is best that we remain friends and not decide to go further. Only God can make that determination for us to be more than that. So, I bid you farewell and wish you all the best with your life choices. Remember, I always loved you.
There are so many things
To never know them all
There are everywhere to never have been
Yet a lifetime of dreams to recall
When became your last to dream?
Did you know to decide that was it?
An illusion or just ice-cream?
Yet of life force we now only feed
The people who make becomes smaller
The people who feed becomes bigger
The no ones who we bother
When ourselves no longer matter
No one will believe you are alone now
Because we are the technologies that were made
Are we too free to know we are bound?
Or do we all not know what we create?
There are just so many things
Simply... whether we want to know them all
The many places to no longer have been
Is no more the life we know to recall...
Lord, You have given me so much,
The will to see, compare,
The things that just make common sense.
You've shown me that You care.
So I believe.
I believe because You've given me,
The curiosity,
To search for truth in history,
To search until I find it;
And I believe.
You've given me Your Book Of Love,
To read, research, compare,
With other books that other's wrote,
Your wisdom Lord, You share.
So I believe.
It's all laid out before us.
Laid out in black and white,
And we make our own decision,
To choose to see The Light,
And I believe.
You freely share it all with us,
And You let us decide,
Who will be our Leader, Lord,
Who will be our Guide.
And I believe.
For we all serve a Master,
Whether we now it or not,
And Who we choose to follow,
Determines what our lot;
And I believe in You.
Because You listen to my prayers.
You're always by my side.
You give me courage, lend Your strength,
And give me peace inside.
So I believe.
And when my time is come Lord,
I fear not what betide,
For You are here beside me, Lord,
And You will be my Guide.
This I Believe.
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