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Two thousand and twenty started out rather bad.
First of all for me, my Mom went to heaven to be with my dad.
Next, I got depressed all sick and sorrowful and sad.
I know she’s in heaven, but I failed to be glad.
February was a blur, I remember it barely, maybe not at all.
But in China people began dying – the short and the not tall.
In March we in the states were given an extra day of spring break.
I thought this was fantastic, not realizing the later heart ache.
I have been social distancing until I am ready to gulp a flask.
My husband leaves the house, with a bright colored mask.
We have not seen our friends, our families or others.
I have not seen my cousin, sisters or brothers.
It is now July. Memorial Day and the 4th of July were not fun.
At least I live in the country where I can sit in the sun.
I can project what will happen, and I am using my brain.
To focus on the positives, for these months were a pain.
I predict the virus will dissipate as fast as it took over.
I predict we will be survivors, sitting together in clover.
From August to December things will change enough.
We will get to be outside, and we will hug and stuff.
We will be more respectful of what we had before.
We will go out to eat, and we will lounge in the store.
We will uplift each other, in person, which will feel great!
It will be an enthusiastic time, we will now appreciate.
No
A small little word
And yet so hard to say
It tempts me to say
Maybe
Maybe I can make it work
I so desperately want to say yes
It hurts
Crushes me
To see you disappointed
Those times when I have no time
When I am stretched to the limit
Commitments
Piled
One on top of the other
The important less important things in my life
When I have no energy
No extra to give
No way of knowing if I'm making a mistake
I say no to give myself a break
Some space to breathe
Sometimes no
Is meant to protect
No you can't go
To that party
Spend time with that girl
Hang out with that guy
No I won't change my mind
Even though I have to be the bad guy
No is a declaration
That I care for you
I want only the best
I want no harm to come to you
No is a tool I use to strengthen you
No you can't quit
You must finish what you start
There is no better feeling
Than seeing you succeed
Those times I said
"No, you can do it on your own."
Even though I desperately wanted to help
No meant I trusted and believed in you
You can do more than you think you can
No one is more proud of you
I wish you to know
The power of no
When it comes to a girl
No really does mean no
When you are put in an awkward place
You don't have to say yes
Choose your no wisely
No I don't want to go
No I don't want another drink
No I have somewhere else to be
No I will not let you treat her that way
No you cannot cross that line
No I deserve better than that
Yes, no is a small little word
It can change your path
Give you time to breathe
No, opens up possibilities
To choose
The yes
That is right for you
Yes or no
I believe you will choose wisely
Even though no
Can be a hard word to say
We shuffle the days
like cards across the table,
hoping to draw Spring.
But the deck grows ever thinner
with every hand we choose to play.
Entropy walks on,
spilling sugar, cooling tea,
loosening tight knots.
dealing cards from beneath the pack
while Time pretends not to notice.
There's much kerfuffle
when stars bend the road between
one heartbeat and the next.
Cards arrive out of sequence
Distance becomes duration
Time is stretched and distended,
paths are bent and distorted
and you arrive before you left.
Memory itself reshuffles
dealing tomorrow before yesterday.
A mother's laugh, a child's distressed cry—
both hiding in the same hand
waiting for the shuffle
to reveal a trump card between them.
We trace every moment
on clock faces and calendars,
yet we cannot tell
which breath came first
or which came last.
The instant we watch too closely,
the dealer stops dealing,
skips a card,
moves on—
then quietly slips
an extra card into our pile
while we're looking
the other way.
For, the kerfuffle of entropy's shuffling
keeps ruffling the deck
we mistake for
of our Time.
Inspired by U Got the Look
Boy, when you walked in, my heart went BOOM.
Best-looking guy you were inside the entire room.
Face of an angel, eyes so soft it seems
I never saw a guy so schweet except inside my dreams.
I don’t need some macho man with tattoos or a beard
or some girly boy extra sensitive and weird.
You are like a Christmas gift, the best I ever got,
saying everything just right and looking hot, hot, hot.
In this world of boys and girls, I know lots of fishes.
But you are the best catch, for you simply are de-lish-es.
I can’t wait to cozy up beside you in your car.
In your red Corvette, baby, you can take me far.
We kiss, but it’s only in my dreams
and when we meet – deep is the night!
Then I’m in your embrace, and I’m more awake
than I am in the light of day, my dear.
We kiss, and we are as one, my love.
Oh, can it be just a dream?
For I feel your breath, and it feels so real.
Oh so soft - breath on my cheek - so sweet.
And we kiss; then I’m awash with bliss.
I want so much for you to stay.
But you disappear. Oh, why must it be . . .
love flees in the morning’s light, my dear?
We kiss, but it’s only in my dreams
my dreams my dreams
my dreams
June 28, 2020
for John Hamilton's the 'SONGWRITERS CHALLENGE' Poetry Contest
Note: When I listened again and again to Roberta Flack's "First Time Ever I Saw Your Face," I heard her adding in a few little extra words here and there, so my lyrics are hopefully matched with her singing and not the exact syllable count as they are given in the online lyrics. This is a beautiful song that I can never hope to emulate with lyrics as fine as hers.
Wonder bread. Really? I do not think so.
Wonder why. But please do not guess, and they will lie any way.
Wonder how many. No idea as I despise all aspects of math.
Wondering your life away? Wonder no more.
Wondering is good for cats. Maybe not so terrific for humans.
When people say "Try to find out because I am wondering,"
I know I am being set up, for why would they not do the asking?
Wonderment. Love this one. Wonderful.Just three extra letters,
but it makes the word 'wonder' so much more than before.
I wonder why this word has to be elongated to be wonderful to me?
Wonder itself does not do anything for me,
Frankly always takes me right back to Wonder Bread.
My children's favorite bread, which is weird to me as I have
in wonderment wondered why in the world they think it is so
wonderful. I never did.
Form:
I Can't Believe the Hatred
By Franklin Price
11/08/2019
I can't believe the hatred that runs rampant through this land
The supply of it astounding, far exceeding all demand
All because of politics, it's so hard to understand
It's not even natural, it's mass produced and canned
However it has happened, it's the forefront for us all
With instant access from the net, always at our beck and call
The masses now participate, all this dislike standing tall
Was love for freedom got us here, this hate will be our fall
We fought for independence, at least our founders did
Now we're the sheep who follow, who mostly go where we are bid
We've given up our freedoms, and our voices have been hid
It's time we closed Pandora's box and put back on the lid
Republicans and Democrats are not the who we are
Our government not royalty to bow to from afar
Our duty is to cast them out, when they're not up to par
The needs of We the People should be the only followed star
Don't let your independent voice add to this hate filled source
Use it, don't abuse it, to help change this nation's course
Speak to your fellow citizens, We the people are the force
To help end this harmful hatred, you must dismount from your horse
Offer your hand in friendship, begin to walk the extra mile,
Open your ears to listen, with mind open, for awhile
Think before responding, open with a sincere smile
Don't think that you know everything, there are other rank and file.
Don't be a politician, unless you are one of the few
Then listen to the people, do what they would have you do
They are the ones who put you there, and they can oust you too
Work to stop this foolish hatred, bring love and freedom back in view.
She was too young to hear what she did.
She was too young to see the way you looked at yourself.
She was too young to feel how she did.
Too skinny.
I just need to gain weight to be beautiful.
I just need curves to be beautiful.
Too fat.
I just need to lose this belly and thighs to be beautiful.
I just need to lose this extra weight to be beautiful.
Not skinny enough.
Bones peeking through skin, but not beautiful enough.
Face sunken in, but still not thin enough.
Fingers fit around my wrists but not small enough.
It’s too small.
It’s not small enough.
It’s too big.
It’s not big enough.
Will there ever be a perfect number?
Will you ever love yourself?
Just you, not the number, or tag.
I would call upon the name of the Lord,
To thank Him for His doings; magical!
For His mercy endureth forever...
Not until I can't hide my tears in shame.
That hope be restored...
Not just Biblical,
Nor been so clever
But what grace proclaim.
I would enter His gate with more praises,
To sing Him of His wonderful wonders.
Often, His raw kindness shower blessings...
Not until I can't find help in Egypt.
His mien amazes...
My smart moves' blunders
With cloudy bearings-
Thomas' minds corrupt.
I will watch to testify His tactics;
The style no one dare study to win Him,
When it comes to life's unrealistic game
Not until extra time towards lost hope.
Experience predicts,
Which light can be dim
At ease without blame,
But end strives to cope.
I will give Him key to my open heart,
Close the door of emergency exit
To be in line without weird distraction,
Not until I can't adjust cum struggle.
Been two minds apart
Barely makes faith fit-
Answers attraction,
Points; prayers snuggle.
I will pay homage to His faith-like-pills,
That holds healthy bills being more or less free...
Unlike sickness gives prescription to drugs
Not until I can't afford enough dues.
He pays all my bills
To lengthy degree,
Even when life hugs
Drugs cum its abuse.
Will the tears ever dry?
When wrong wishes wreck what we want,
Still, each day we must try,
Featherfins flee from feral fish,
Known for never bein' shy.
Strength still same, sanity stays sane.
So we're still full of grace
Gentle giants give grander goals.
Though failure leaves no trace,
Because best buddies brin' business—
No regrets in our case.
Done deals don't destroy destinies.
Can hate stop our prayer?
Extra egos, evil echoes,
But we're under His care.
Big blessings brin' bolder beliefs,
Till success becomes clear.
We won't waste what we wish we want.
For things our minds conceive,
With wisdom we will win worse wars.
We rather hope than grieve.
Taking turns to task the trials,
On God's robe, our hands cleave—
Right resources, real rewards.