Long Family love Poems
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Writing was our passion a few years ago
Scribing writes of many, themes, topics
Amidst the Soup of our poetry posts
Via a climate cool and so very tropic
Writes were read, comments aplenty
Thrall began to meld and duo's became
Co-writing poems, the fusion of minds
Creating anew, two writers now aim
Our joining of thoughts drew us close
Feeling that the writing had to be felt
So the only way to determine such
Are future cards and how their dealt
To Manila where we met, minds set
Conversation growing, present, past
Visiting Batangas, Santa Rosa mmm!
To Taal, two poets fused hopes to last
Days weeks to months, passed apart
Longing for bands to cement two souls
The knowing that soon we'll soon start
Melding our wants to achieve our goals
We're now close to five years together
Ducking and ecstatic at what live throws
For two became three, Jamie and thee
Our hearts in absorb watching us grow.
I don't know why I do
All the things it is been said I do to all of you
The pain and the suffering he and I put you through
I constantly feel all that to
I want so badly to make it all go away
And there's no amount of words that can say
How sorry I am for you all having to deal with all this every single day
I'm to am feeling torn, broken, and confused
Some people like him leave me to be here left feeling used
They do things to try to make me feel guilty then tell me I'm this or that when I know I'm not
I do try to help out with all I got
But when I don't have what they want when it's needed
Things between he and I tend to get ugly and very heated
Then you all get put right there in it all
Because of how he feels it's me he will not let you call
They are doing things in their mind with the best of intentions
They believe I'm the enemy so to the bad person getting to you he takes his prevention and
protection
They think they are being the one who is ten feet tall
But I'm not the one who is going to fall
They may soon find themselves looking up from down on their knees
Realizing the truth when it has been said to everyone one cannot please
So no matter what he may do or say
I hope you really understand why I couldn't stay
But just cause I had to leave and you wanted to be with him doesn't mean I don't miss each
of you in every way
And I love you all so much more and more with each and every passing day
These feelings are ones that will never ever stray
Love always and forever
Mom
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"It happens just because we need to want, and to be wanted too, when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and... listen to the warm.” -Rod McKuen
Listen to the Warm
Listen to the Warm.
Two souls in love makes one;
memory of walking side by side
holding each other's hand
nourishing closeness and intimacy.
I was just sixteen, young and innocent,
but a woman grown, very much in love,
you were twenty-one and a gentleman.
We were committed to listen to our soul,
and bringing out the best in each other.
Our love grew like a dream that had come true
with warmth of body and spirit entwined
roots a part of this world filled with promise.
We shared such a closeness in our new home,
arms around each other beneath the stars.
You would be so gentle not to break me
with your sweet soft kisses and embraces
under the heavens studded with bright stars.
As time passed, our home started feeling small.
We'd listen to the sounds of our children’s bare feet
running through narrow halls as our family grew.
Our world was a world perfect,
there was nowhere else I wanted to be,
but holding hands. Until our children grew
and one by one started to leave our home.
Through our golden years we learned
it was a different world, with precious memories.
It was just the two of us listening
to whispers of children throughout our home.
Then one day, you became ill;
memories of the past started to fade.
Holding you were the only things I wanted to do
and feel your gentle sweet kisses like we
used to share under the sweet dark night sky.
Now my days spent listening to the warm.
I kneel, lay a bouquet of fragrant white lilies
where you lie shedding silent tears.
5/9/2016
This is dedicated to my loving in-laws Dennis & Marcy Johnston both passed
Contest: Listen To The Warm
Sponsor: Laura Loo
I often think of our youngest grandchild who is now 12.
There were times his bad behavior was very hard to tell.
Our souls wept over his disruptive ways at his school.
Everyone was at a loss, having utilized various tools.
I wish that I had recorded some patterns and timelines
To help others understand that it takes patience and time.
His mom and dad had separated, and he was torn and frustrated.
Our grandson was in emotional pain and he was not the blame.
Sometimes the causes of the family pain will not swiftly disappear,
but we must continue to care and love even as we are filled with fear.
The ordeal seemed to have come suddenly like a storm as I recall.
Adjustments, changes, and new teachers pitched in one and all, and
In time, after several months, there came a calm after the scary storm.
It's been at least two years or more, and our little one is back to normal.
We all wish that hurtful things would be halted and go away quickly, but
It takes God Time to grow a tree and make a rose, and Time, they say,
heals all wounds. And this I know, that prayer is the real key that
Changes you and changes me. 093019PoSoupContest, 2_12, Beth Evans
Come over here, my sweetie pie.
Tell your honey what’s wrong.
I sense you're sad, but this is me.
You don’t have to act so strong.
I’ve been down here in the kitchen
Just waiting for you, honey ‘chile.
Come here and take a load off.
Stay with me, babe, for a while.
I’m having a midnight snack;
Hot cocoa with whipping cream.
Why don’t you join me, Sugar?
Please sit and chat with me.
I know you are feeling downhearted.
But I’m happy you finally came down.
Let me fix you a bit to eat,
For I so hate to see you frown.
If you’d rather, just lay your head on my lap.
Tell mama your every woe.
Go ahead, Sweetheart, let it out.
Let those demons just go.
Are you feeling better now, darling?
I see you are eyeing that cake!
Insomnia got us both, but now
I’m enjoying being awake.
Now that you finally came out of your shell
And shared what was making you blue,
I could stay up all night until dawn, dear,
As long as I stayed here with you.
Her parents, distant as ever, don’t notice. They’re caught up in their own lives, their own struggles, their own disconnection. They don’t ask about her health anymore; they don’t wonder if she’s okay. If she’s honest with herself, she doesn’t think they ever really did. They didn’t know how to love her in the way she needed, in the way that would make the broken pieces inside her fit together. They didn’t know how to love themselves either. Perhaps that’s why they were never able to teach her. They were just as lost as she.
She tries to reach out sometimes, but it always feels like a waste of breath, like speaking to a wall that doesn’t even acknowledge her voice. She craves connection, craves understanding, but every time she opens up, she feels the distance between her and everyone else widen. Her trust is a fragile thing, splintered into pieces so small that it’s hard to see the whole picture anymore. She wants to trust, wants to believe that someone will catch her when she falls, but the ground beneath her feet always feels too shaky, too unpredictable.
So she keeps going, keeps pretending, keeps hiding the things she can’t say. She doesn’t know how to fix what’s wrong with her, and maybe that’s the scariest part. She doesn’t know if there’s a way back from this place of emptiness, this place of constant searching for something that feels like home. But maybe she’s not supposed to have the answers right now. She’s not supposed to know what’s next. The only thing she can do is survive. She survives because what else can she do? Each day feels like a fight to keep her head above the water, but somehow, she manages. It’s not graceful, it’s not pretty, but it’s enough. That’s all she can ask for, just enough to make it to tomorrow. The thought of tomorrow, though, is a double-edged sword. Some days, the future feels like an endless vacuum, stretching on forever, full of nothing but the same pain, the same loneliness. Other days, it’s a faint flicker of expectancy, the idea that maybe things could change, maybe she could find a way to feel whole again. The days don’t stay the same for long. The flicker fades, and she’s left in the dark again.
On this special day, two hearts beat as one,
Joined in love and union, under the sun.
The promises made, sealed with a kiss,
A new chapter begins, filled with eternal bliss.
May your love blossom, like a flower in spring,
Growing stronger with each passing day and every little thing.
May your bond be unbreakable, like the ocean's tide,
Withstanding the tests of time, and forever abide.
Together, you'll embark on a journey so bright,
Filled with laughter, joy, and plenty of light.
You'll walk hand in hand, through the highs and lows,
And always be each other's comfort, wherever life goes.
As you begin your new life as husband and wife,
May your love shine brighter than the stars in the night.
And on this day, we celebrate your love so true,
As you vow to each other, to always be faithful and forever be you.
Love changes everything, words oh so true
My world changed as our family crew grew
Day by day for you sisters, love did grow
The loveliest sisters that one could know.
Sisters you completely captured my heart,
Nothing and no one could tear us apart.
That goes for all those who love you to bits
Especially your children and grandkids.
So bouncy and lively, zesty and bright,
That's the way you go on sailing through life
You light up a room, soon as you appear
True gifts to the world, so precious and dear.
May today and the days that come after
Be filled with abundant love and laughter
Every moment a moment to treasure
For sisters who bring life so much pleasure.
Never change from the women that you are
Dear sisters to me you are Super Stars.
You and your sister are my greatest joy,
I am blessed that you both are in my life.
watching you two grow is what I enjoy,
I must say our home was not free of strife.
Our family loves each other so much,
we are not perfect at all, we fall short;
So, it’s crucial that we embrace God’s touch.
In times of conflict, we all showed support.
I'm grateful son, for you both every day,
you guys make me happy to be called mom.
A blessed and fruitful life is what I pray
for you and your sister; I recall your Prom.
My heart’s full as I pen this heartfelt write,
I fill in my soul that your futures look bright
05/19/23
Contest:
Sponsor: Soto Poet
As I , stand here on my porch, Looking at all the beauty and peace that surrounds me.
My heart way's heavy with; guilt,worry and disappointment. What kind of mother,grandmother am I?
Why am I still here ? My children need me so, doesn't matter that they're grown.
Many day's and nights my mother held me close.
I've been in they're place thinking damn I hate being all alone. I'm hungry and hot in my dark home. Needing my momma , to talk an encourage me everything's going to be alright. Think she is up maybe she'll answer her phone.
Still im standing here with all these thoughts running through my head,
GOD I need your help please, as I hit my knees, show the path I need to be on. Dear Lord please, please. Help me.
Oh my I new he was listening when the chills ran right through ,
Sweet child of mine I've never turned you away go to them they need you.