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a friend of mine once said
I want someone for me
because
I have no one to love
and that's no way to live.
Life is about sharing and caring
about someone else.
That's why my soul
screams
I want someone to love
because
I have no one to love
and that's no way to live.
Life is about giving and receiving,
becoming a part
of someone else's world.
That's why my heart
screams
I want someone for me
because
I have no one to love,
and that's no way to live.
Life is about coming home
to someone,
having someone waiting
for you to arrive
with opened arms.
Life is about connecting
with someone
and having someone
to journey with you
in this thing called 'life'.
I want that.
I need that.
I want to be loved.
That's why my spirit
cries
I want someone for me.
It was a train
that took my mother west
away from her family farm
to seek adventure. She found work in San Diego,
joined the Navy and met my dad.
It was the 1950’s.
Planes were not yet a big deal
and many traveled long distances
by train.
It was a train
that carried my mom away
from a husband impossible to live with.
The year was 1960. For traveling far,
the train was the poor man’s choice.
Trains and buses were plentiful
when my mom brought her 4 young girls
back to her parents’ farm
to then start over.
It was a train
that my father purchased two tickets for
so that my sister and I could visit with him
out west where he lived near Seattle.
The year was 1969.
On a black and white TV, with my dad,
we watched astronauts walking on the moon.
It was a time of social unrest, and technology would soon
be soaring past the moon!
It was a train
that brought my sister and I home
from the lovely visit with our dad.
I recall having to walk past a troop of flirty boy scouts
that occupied one of the train’s cars
each time my sister and I made our way to the dining car.
We watched mountains turn into cornfields
as the train carried us back toward the Mississippi.
A most memorable experience it was.
It was a train
that brought me only a few other times after that
to visit my dad out west or my mother in Iowa
as I traveled with a spouse and two sometimes-wailing kids.
Like a train, my life kept moving.
After 1984, I’d use the train no more.
Trains had become nostalgic ways to travel -
used more by people with the luxury of time,
people who enjoyed eating meals as
scenery sped past them outside their windows.
It’s the plane
that modern rushed humanity today are using.
Buses are low-class and cars are for road trips.
Trains, though still running, are not much heard of.
It’s not so easy to find
a very accommodating route by train.
My life has flown by like a plane,
but if it should ever slow down,
I think I’d like to take again – a train!
Oct. 27, 2021
For the Railroads, A Historical Glance Back Poetry Contest
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
I’m so tired of goodbyes and I dread those new hellos
I dread those new hellos because I can’t take another goodbye
So I guess I’ll just stick to what I’m used to
I try looking on the brighter side but somehow those energy suckers just come around and leave me less than full of life
You get judged when you’re rich and you get judged when you’re pour
I want to do better for my life
I’m not staying broke my entire life
I’m judged for not having kids but if I have them with the wrong person I’ll be judged even more
I look around waiting for the hard work to pay off
I get tired but I take no days off
Hands in my pocket
Walking around with a heavy heart
Deep inside I’m falling apart and nobody knows
Deep inside I scream I just want the success to come already
I want to be better
I think about my life on a daily
Carrying these heavy heart around keeps my mind going like crazy
Link to recorded song https://bit.ly/3eByjIV
Verse 1:
I have this idea, but no one will listen.
I'm having thoughts of a world that could be.
We could end war and focus on loving.
But nobody ever listens to me.
Verse 2:
I have this idea, let's stop living for money,
let's live for people, help them be all they are.
We could raise children to care about others.
Why did the room go suddenly dark?
Chorus:
Who built the frame for this Overton Window?
When I crack it open it falls with a thud.
I'm tryin' to see out of this Overton Window,
but it's all covered up with brown smears of mud.
Verse 3:
Nothing is certain till the moment it happens.
And if we work for it all... it just might come true.
So I want to work to make the world better,
to open the window and take in the view.
Repeat Chorus:
Trained to look after sheep
in the hills of Bethlehem
this shepherd boy had a destiny
a kingship indeed a crème de la crème
David was his name
he was indeed God's anointed
chosen to be king as indeed
pointing to God's greater head
He took on the giant Goliath
with just three smooth stones
one stone struck the giant dead
now the enemy was dead bones
But king Saul was not impressed
David was more popular than he
as Saul plotted to kill David
Saul's son Jonathan was the key
Jonathan and David were real friends
sticking closer than a brother
Jonathan gave David warning
of the real threat of his father
So David fled from his threat
having God's presence within
for Saul's days were numbered
as God remembered his sin
David lamented and mourned
over the deaths of Jonathan and Saul
one a true friend another his enemy
but the mighty did indeed fall
David became King of Israel
administering justice and equity
reigning for 40 years
from Jerusalem God's holy city
This king had reached great heights
but then he had a great fall
lured by the beauty of Barsheba
succumbing to sins sensual wall
As Barsheba announced her pregnancy
David planned her husband's murder
this indeed a double sin
becoming David's greatest blunder
Nathan then rebuked David
with the Lord's penetrating sword
piercing the king's heart as David confessed
I have sinned against the Lord
King David's reign was a life
with God's presence not being just a part
but being ever with the one
who was a man after God's own heart
poetgord@2013
Kids are funny poets in disguise
Needing, wanting, blessing every day
From Sticks and stones
To climbing trees
Everywhere I go kids are running
Leaping out, playing hopscotch
Using high voltage of imagination
From bubble gum
To singing songs
Chasing frogs, children are so much fun
Bouncing balls and jump rope
Having the time of life every day.
From short box of sand,
To hand shadows on the wall,
Painting and decorating-
-an everlasting moment
A gleeful smile on every face
Kids are funny poets in disguise
Touching, feeling, sharing every day
From dreaming of candy
To wanting hugs
Playing outside in the rain,
Jumping in puddles of mud
Easy to satisfy with love
From merry go rounds
To down the slide
A born poet in disguise
Navigating the world,
through the best form of imaginary
From rough and tough
To - sharp and sweet
Dirty little fingers
Imaginary friend
Flying kites and frisbees
Kids are funny poets in disguise
Feeling, crying, yelling their hearts out
From chickenpox
To having the flu
Scared, on their first day of school
Scraping knees - kisses, please
Sometimes kids feel more than grown ups do
Kids are funny poets in disguise
Giving life the perfect meaning
~10-25-15~
Twas at a party the other day
It was a gala now some might say
I was having fun being a clown
Making smiles from many a frown
I saw her then from across the room
Just a waitress most would assume
Though I cracked jokes my heart weighed down
When making smiles from many a frown
I saw her though just doing her job
But something in me made my heart throb
Who is this lady that has my heart wound
Now making smiles from many a frown
My heart had been cold for many a year
While giving others so much cheer
I got her name my heart did abound
Now making smiles from many a frown
When the party ended I sought her out
My heart it seemed had ended its drought
A date we had in a little town
Now making smiles from many a frown
Now I don't know where this will lead
But her kindness and beauty has my heart freed
I'd love to take her out on the town
She's making smiles from many a frown
Sad how I can’t even take my own life
Too scared of what might happen if I do
Too scared to cut my veins open with a sharpened knife
Do you feel like this too?
I don’t believe in a hell or heaven
Yet I can’t muster up the courage to do it
I’m stuck in this depression
I just can’t seem to commit to having my wrists slit
I’m sorry I wasn’t more cautious
Is this too graphic for you
Are you feeling nauseous?
Sad that all I’m saying is true?
I’m sorry I wasn’t more insincere
I should come with a sign
DO NOT GET NEAR
Maybe all I do is whine
Maybe I should just lie and say I’m fine
Form:
Let me just say…
I’m not a scientist hear
Not a preacher, not a seeker, Just
Eternally a student and believer.
Simple Ways are my Teacher
And, I haven’t read much,
I don’t know books I
Don’t go to church,
Or get checked up.
Can’t quote a thing or
Talk on medicine
Ooo, and I don’t do math… ;)
Reckon I better add that and
Having done so, I’m here to say, something
About something I do believe, which is
There’s no such thing as “Junk” DNA
... ” what if ” ...
we still ‘have it’, because it’s worth having… AND
... ” what if ” ...
there are so many ANDs in the Books because that means something… :)
outstANDingly, Good…
not that I’ve read them, but I glanced them and the ANDs stAND out… \shurgs/
... and & dna…
& & & 777 = 21 U… get it yet? ;)
...if not, check. The Key.board.
HUGs!
&AND&&...include everything.
Form:
The skies open up
What was light has turned dark
Clouds turn red like blood
All clocks have stopped
Judgement Day
The time has come
Nowhere to run nor escape
Very hour
Began on precise schedule
People on Earth tremble
Shouts of spare
Earth faces showed fear
The Earth will become no more
Heaven keeping score
New Earth thereafter
Cold hearts relish hot
Prophecy foretold prior in biblical terms
Earth was warned well in advance
The world was given a chance
Earth judgement is here
Tongues will confess
Some will fail while others will prosper
Earth will move like an Earthquake
Heaven’s sake
World fate
The skies look up and observe
Having no relief
Pity on the world at hand
Wait and be among
Doomsday passage, the world has entered.