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In the still of the night
Long before the mornings dew
Long before the early dawns light
I look out my window
And am startled to see
This figure, a woman starring at me
She has such a sad look upon her face
Her smile is no more
A look of sorrow now takes its place
In her eyes you can clearly see the regrets
Of those special moments she can’t forget
Moments of which she could wishes she could change
But time only moves forward
And life can’t go back to rearrange
That’s the one thing you can count on to stay the same
She didn’t fight hard enough for him back then
She’s fighting too hard for him now
I wee her troubles in her eyes
She has looked to the skies
She needs to push through somehow
To find what she seeks
And seek what she finds
She’s screaming now
“Damn this life of mine”
Gone by are all the years
Here now are echoes of silence
And moments that are filled with tears
You see them running down her check
Leaves her always lonely and week
For it’s him she longs to hold
But all with him for now is cold
She has heard it been said
She has been told
Just to forget and try to control
The feelings, the love, the sadness, and all the laughter
The thoughts she once had of happy ever after
Let go of remembering how they lied
On the day they said goodbye
Or the songs they sang
The words were clear
But the meaning vague
She wishes that was the case today
The meaning of the songs
Are now to crystal clear
That part is what she don’t want to ever hear
During the shadows of the night
All she wants is him holding her tight
She wants to feel wanted, needed, and loved
She wants for this to so much
And longs to be able to one day thank
The good Lord above
You can tell she hopes soon this will be close in her sights
She prays her emotions of him are right
In the still of the night
Long before the mornings dew
Long before the mornings light
I look out my window
And I’m startled to see
That figure the woman still starring
And realize
It’s just the reflection of me
~Lttle House on The Prairie~
(Rhyme)
I just love that T.V. show Little House On The Prairie
To me is nicer and more fun to watch than Tom and Jerry
I still enjoy watching this very clean family show
It make me happy and like a song when I watch it in my heart flow
Charles Ingalls was a very dear and loving man
A very caring farmer for a living always working his land
Always providing for the ones that he truly always adores
Never afraid of whatever awaits for him in the outdoors
He's the greatest dad and for Caroline just the best hubby
In the show he had a great laugh and sometimes could be so funny
This family show has been to me always so dear
Back then this very old family show played for so many a year
Most of the characters in this show are based on real events and folks
The Ingalls lived a long time ago in the late 1800's and that's no a joke
They were people much like you and me that I do admire
Their story retold by their daughter Laura Ingalls Wilder much inspire
I just wish that today families were a lot nicer to each other like they did
The Ingalls have so much love for others that they didn't hid
I always wished I had a daddy just like Charles Ingalls to her daughter Laura was
He was a great family man and for that he deserves a great applause
It would have been so nice to have a hubby like that now I'd be so glad
These people were nice and when I read that they suffered, it makes me sad.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
August.25.2015
Like most I suffer from heartbreak
It don't however affect just my heart
It makes my whole body ache
Ache and longing to hold him holding me
Ache and longing from this misery to be free
The loneliness wouldn't be so bad
But it's the not knowing how he feels I can't take
What I said to him wasn't fake
For Gods sake
I wouldn't make up something like that
I'm in love with him have always been for years
Didn't realize it for so long so now because of this I count my tears
I told him this I can't help how I feel
And I know for certain this is so very real
I know together we can help each other heal
Think though I've really scared him off for good this time
There are no good reasons nor any good rhymes
No one is to blame
Christ it's been almost nineteen years that have come and gone since together
last
And it all seemed at the time to go so slow
Yet in harsh reality it all went by way to fast
The wonderful memories of my unforgettable past
Damn the years we let slip by
Gone forever in a blink of an eye
Only to re-play ever so slowly
Over and over in the back of our minds
Life is all to often unkind
The pain is a never ending fight
With yourself in which you lose sight
Of all around you
And also like most I yet can't let go
Not until for sure I know
If he feels for me the same
Or if my mind was just playing another game
Can't do like I did before
Can't keep on walking out the door
Not looking back for so long, closing it and locking him away
I've had my chance to say
I'm in love with him
I know my chances are grim
Of getting to hear the same of him
But I believe him and me
We're meant to be
I know we still have each others heart
And from one another we should've never been torn apart
So I still dream, hope and pray
Maybe someday
At long last
We can stop the many regrets we have of our past
Oh I know I should move on
But the feelings between us they're not gone
I will go on trying
Even if I have to be continually crying
I love him in every way
For him I'll hold on...
Forever and a day
When God first made the man He said, "What have I done?"
"He just sits there all alone. He's not having any fun.
I want all My creatures to enjoy their life.
I know what I'll do, I'll create him a wife.
So God set to work and He put him to sleep;
And as he slumbered The Lord dug down deep.
From his heart at the center He took the first part;
"She'll be filled with emotion, she will be his heart;
The thing in this world that he loves the most.
He'll love her and keep her, in her will he boast."
From under his arm He next took a rib;
From a place in his side, near the lungs where it hid,
Protected from harm and the wind and the rain.
"He'll lean on her should he come up lame;
For she is his helpmate , companion for him.
When he's tired or sad, she'll comfort him."
When Adam awoke and saw her at his side,
He smiled as God told him, "Here is your bride."
"She's the prettiest thing that I've ever seen;
But it's funny, you know, of a sudden it seems,
I can no longer stand so I better sit down.
She can get what I need, it's good she's around.
Once upon a time Man asked God Free Will
For he thought that it would be such a thrill
God gave Man what he asked for
Then Man asked a little more:
Me, do as I please, Thee Lord, pay the bill!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 November 2015
*ATTENTION this poem was posted yesterday and received eight
comments and 73 visits, unfortunately my computer did it again and
deleted it, so I post it again!
These are my replies to the comments received:
11/19/2015 1:32:00 AM Your reply to a comment:
"Neither did I, my friend, M.M., however I wished to stress the fact that Man asks God to do everything for him but Man on the other hand is not willing to do as much for God. I know you are a very upright critic therefore your comment is a vote of confidence that I have succeeded without revering less our LORD! Thank you, Marugu Mo, for your visit and comment!! "
11/18/2015 6:31:00 PM Your reply to a comment:
"Yes, the ultimate price He paid for us, dear diane. The question is: How grateful are we for His sacrifice? Thank you! "
11/18/2015 6:29:00 PM Your reply to a comment:
"My dearest brother, David, so gracious of you to visit and comment. Thank you very much!"
11/18/2015 6:28:00 PM Your reply to a comment:
"Kim, my dear, thank you so very much for your lovely visit and comment! Hugs!"
11/18/2015 6:27:00 PM Your reply to a comment:
"Yes, He did! Didn't he? But have we learned? Thank you dearest Alexis, for your delightful visit and comment!"
11/18/2015 6:26:00 PM Your reply to a comment:
"So pleased to visit me, pal! Thank you for your comment. You are so right!"
11/18/2015 9:34:00 AM Your reply to a comment:
"Thank you dearest, Catie for your precious visit!"
11/18/2015 8:27:00 AM Your reply to a comment:
"Thank you, Silent One, for your comment."
11/18/2015 8:26:00 AM Your reply to a comment:
"Thank you so much, Broken Wings. You so kind!"
(The words in quotes are Ed Sheeran song titles.)
"Remember the name" you loved to repeat?
"Kiss me" again on Piccadilly Street.
Smell the "supermarket flowers---" lilies, roses, and such.
"Take me back to London," where our "shirtsleeves" would touch.
Two "hands of gold" framed with silk sunshine,
clinking together our glasses of wine...
"The hills of Aberfeldy" were never so green
with "a perfect duet" of "the joker and the queen."
Now, from our "castle on the hill," you aim each dart.
Could you find a kinder "way to break my heart?"
"I see fire" raging in every half-truth.
Is "this" the end of us, or just "the end of youth?"
"All of the stars" and "1000 nights"
were witness to some incredible sights...
"One" "perfect" "photograph" beside Big Ben...
Now a picture torn, in need of a mend.
Our still life moments have seen "happier" days.
I can't "stop the rain" of "salt water" haze.
"Shivers" surround me like the windy, grey sky.
"Sycamore" leaves flap fast but never fly.
Your coat, your lips, the blame---"put it all on me"
in public view like "overpass graffiti."
"Bad habits" lead to a thousand "first time(s),"
"a beautiful game," and a thousand new rhymes.
I see the "shape of you" in each "dusty" leaf.
My eyes search the ground, drowning with grief.
"Life goes on" without a yawn or a dream.
The "spark" of my heart is in your "bloodstream."
"Don't" "cross me" out of snapshots, in hopes to forget.
The "best part of me" will change all regret.
8-23-2023
Lied to on so many levels, deceit to take my heart,
For a chance to find your heart and mind, for your spirit to make a new start,
These plans you had never included me, a means to run away,
But my eyes spoke truth your soul had forgotten, and you came to me anyway,
The set up was empty and broken, what you saw in my eyes was my God,
Longing for your heart to draw closer to him, not to run, but to face your heart,
yes, you lied out of fear, but I love you just the same,
For the memories to bring you back, yet my heart got caught in your rain,
My God placed his hands around my heart, and told me to trust in him,
I will hold your through this storm, but could you please do the same for him,
November 29 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Corinthians 5-8
Key Verse – 1Corinthians 5:4 In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, when ye are gathered together, and my spirit, with the power of our Lord Jesus Christ.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR GATHERING US TOGETHER
Praise be to God for gathering us together
in the name of Jesus Christ around His:
Salvation of secured safety
Sanctification against sinfulness
Satisfaction midst His sufficient sustenance
Steadfastness upon Scriptures’ standard-strength
Success upon servanthood and stewardship-settlement
I Corinthians 6:11 Praise be to the Lord
for sanctifying us so we can:
Exalt His goodness
Exult His greatness
Expose His generosity
Express His graciousness
Experience His gentleness
Expect for His guidance along His governance
1Corinthians 7:15 Praise be to the Saviour for
calling us to His peace against:
Disturbances toward decisiveness
Dearth-distress to be driven by diligence
Disasters and despair through His direction
Discouragements and defeats midst His discipline
Distractions then deterring destructions with His discernment
1Corinthians 8:3 Praise be to the Holy Spirit
for enabling us to love Him while:
Wanting well His treasures’ wealthiness
Witnessing His worthy testimony’s wisdom
Working and toiling for Him midst His welfare
Waiting with willingness for His triumphant welcome
Worshipping Him as well as thanking Him for His wonders. Amen!
November 29, 2024
His kiss steals something from me
A longing deep inside my heart
Wanting to know him with everything
That touches upon my deepest yearnings
His kiss whispers a breath of fresh air
Twisting through my longing and wishes
Making me want to press into him
With feelings that only I can give to him
His kiss sends a shiver through me
Sensual cravings that color my world
Violets, blues and crimson reds
That show how alive I’ve become
His kiss forces me to remember him
With a light that fires deep within my heart
Carrying with it those sweet memories
That tear at my every wall, pressing in on me
His kiss creates a feeling within me
That grows brighter with every touch
Whispering into the center of me
With words that cause me to hope
His kiss craves a part of my spirit
That I don’t always allow others to see
But for him, I seem to let down my guard
And release the promise of sincerity
His kiss inspires me to give back to him
A part of me that I have hidden away
The pieces of my heart that were broken
And I pray he can replace them with tenderness
His kiss delights in fulfilling my need for dreams
That won’t go away during the night
Dreams that are alive and welcome me
To share his love, hope and faith – his life
In seventeen sixty nine a child was born
in Corsica, Genoa's former vassal state.
Prior to his birth, his land had been war-torn,
Paoli's resistance did his birth predate.
At school, his geometrical talent was inborn,
and he was tutored by none other than Laplace.
For his accent, his peers at school laughed him to scorn,
but fortune would elevate him from grass to grace.
With his much older heartthrob he tied the knot;
much to the chagrin of his own dear family.
For the heart of Josephine he relentlessly fought,
and at Chateau de Malmaison they lived happily.
Later he would choose a military career
that would take him beyond the Corsican frontier.
France's revolution saw to his glorious rise,
when at Toulon, he took royalists by surprise.
To Egypt he led a dual expedition
of a military and scientific mission.
To France he returned and sacked the directory,
taking charge of the affairs of state and treasury.
Europe did contend with him in seven coalitions;
at Austerlitz he subjugated two nations,
at Marengo, Austria on her bended knees fell,
at Jena-Auerstadt, Prussia to victory bade farewell.
At Borodino, Russia met her nemesis,
as her vanquished forces saw their paralysis.
At Ligny, Blucher like a beaten canine fled
with the terribly smitten forces he once led.
Portugal's sovereign lord to distant Brazil ran,
when like an invincible lord he came to his realm.
The emperor he feared, and made no military plan;
thus he paved the way for him to ascend his helm.
But despite his triumphs, his weakness was exposed.
At Rolica, his troops a major set back saw.
From Leipzig he did to Elba's island withdraw,
from whence in 1815 he returned unopposed.
Russia's wintry plains did his grand armee deplete,
making his troops vulnerable to a future defeat.
After the famous battles in which he gloried,
his great ambition at Waterloo was buried.