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A Daughters Promise

I promise I would be a good girl when I go out into the world, I promise to stay out of trouble and return home in a hurry. I promised never to play in the street or walk barefoot, I promise I would stay in school and complete the semester and when the climate changed, I promise to graduate and study at the university. 

It’s seems like yesterday when I utter such word when I was at play. I was thirteen and you were thirty-three and I always looked up to thee. You have always encouraged me to hold my head high and never look into ground that hold the dust of shame to its core, and the molten lava spewing through the hole  and entering the spot where the disgraced soldier, conceptualize the plot.  

I can still hear those words ringing in my  ears as I walk the path that everyone fears, it is the moment of truth that is embedded in my youth and the ordeal I encountered  on life’s journey comes back to remind me. 

I could tell from the start that you are a heart breaker and the season come to remind me that the fault is within me and love is my destiny; when the autumn is done and winter comes along and the snow starts falling, it will fill the lakes and the trees, the ocean and sea and you will come and dance with me. 

We will do the river dance on the roof and do the fire dance in a circle, then we will roll in the snow and touch each other dignity, and Boston and Richmond will come alive, Baltimore and Washington DC will take the dive, but New York and Philadelphia will ride out the snowstorm.

 It seems like yesterday the climate changed and the clouds start fading away. I stood on those very steps and recited the whole chapter, I stood on that step and grasp every living character, I remember how you cast your eyeballs at me and how the mountain shook beneath the sea when you said, “will you marry me?” 

 “I am only thirteen, “she said, and I cannot lie in that big bed, “Yes I will marry you,” she replied, she held breath for a while and look on every side and you were still standing looking at her; then a gust of wind came, and you suddenly disappeared, and I stood on the step gazing at the wind. 

 The daughter's promise was fulfilled, and they walk boldly up the hill after thirty-three years in the making the universe had their blessing, the evidence is in the wind and you can hear it when you are still, winter is chiming in.
Form: Narrative


Children

Everything in life
Came easy to me.
That all changed
When I got my own family. 
Dirty diapers, late night feedings
& so much crying. 
It was spiritually, mentally
& physically trying. 
I'd do it all again 
That was the best time
Of my life.
I was a husband, a father
With kids & a wife.
It felt good to hold my child
He always smiled, when I did.
He was the best thing that ever happened to me.
Damn I love that kid.
I spoiled him rotten
He was my pride & joy.
Then God & my wife blessed me again
She bore me another boy.
My wife enjoyed watching me
Play with my sons.
She said, you are a terrible hubby
But as a dad, you're number one.
She already had children
Before we met.
I raised them as my own
I love them all, I have no regrets. 
I'd pray every night
Thanking God for blessing me.
With this beautiful wife &
My perfect family.
Her (our) daughter is so bright.
She's gifted, smart.
She has a beautiful spirit
She has her mother's caring heart. 
Her (our) oldest son is a
Mama's Boy & that ain't a bad thing. 
Mess with his mama 
& watch the drama he would bring. 
Her (our) middle child 
Is cool & laid back. 
He's going to be a heart breaker
That is a fact.
Her (our) younger child
He is so smart & oh so clever.
He has a special place
In my heart, I'll cherish him forever.
Her (our) youngest child
Is always happy, like he's floating on a cloud
He's always doing something, to make his mother & I proud.
My (our) oldest daughter
Is an adult, with children of her own.
We (I) wasn't there for her 
She had to do it alone.
I miss all my children dearly
This is a pain I didn't know that could exist.
It hurts to longer be with them.
My life was perfect when I was with them
Believe me they are missed.
This separation from them
Is unbareable as hell.
I hope & pray each night
That my children are doing well.
Whatever wrong I did to deserve this
I know I had to have overpaid that debt.
This as low as I ever been 
To lose my children is my biggest regret.
I try to move forward
But it's hard to stand tall.
LaToya, Buffie, Jaloni, Larry, Jimmy & Joshua
I LOVE YOU ALL.
© Robb Cee  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Bio

Premium Member Grandma Speaks Bird

I did not know I even spoke bird
But this robin named Bobbin knew it I guess
He came by and whispered a single word
I was amazed, and stopped to hear the rest

His wife had kicked him out of their nest
He did not even like their neighbor, the sexy trouble-maker
But his wife had left out extra string as a weird kind of test
it was missing, so she thought he was involved with the heart breaker

The bird’s tale of woe was better than a soap opera on TV
Grandma stopped watching her shows, and now listened to him
There was another bird in the equation name of Robin Jim
She listened, enthralled, as only an old woman can be.
Form: Rhyme

The Light Coming From the Dark House

The fields of wheat have grown tall,
and the path is almost invisible,
and over there the little girl stares 
at the light coming from the dark house.


She wonders who lives in that big, scary house,
which only the owls watch from a roof color maroon; 
and while there's no sign of the iridescent moon, 
its silver moonbeams startle a scurrying mouse. 


" Who lives there? " " Is he the graveyard keeper? "
" Why only one window is lit? " She suspiciously asks herself
by not going forward a foot, thinking of turning back
and be safe at home...dreaming of her adorable heart-breaker.  


Imagine if this frightening scenery were real,
she would run like a hunted zebra and scream her lungs out,
discovering that the light coming from the dark house is used for a kill...
and the murderer is none other than the rabbit eater with a voice so tart!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Beatle Mania

Beatlemania (The Fab Four As Lovers)

Once a choir boy, John turned to romance,
Fell for Yoko almost at first glance.
In full public view 
In bed with her too -
Showed the world how to “give peace a chance.”

Quiet George played much more than guitar.
Lost his wife to another rock star.
Layla left him because
Of how hung up he was
On the music he made with his sitar!

Ringo acted in “Caveman” and met
His wife Barb  (once a Bond girl) on set.
Though the film of this drummer
Was dumber than dumber,
Wise in love,  he’s not left his Barb yet!

A heart breaker, Paul left Wife "One"
For Linda, and made her a vegan!
On their farm smoking pot,
They made money (a LOT)!
He’s a genius whose life sure seems fun!


written Oct. 13, 2013 for the BeatleMania Contest of  
Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Form: Limerick


I Will Pen Off

From this moment,  I will pen off
at the bottom of my last melody;
it’s better to pour more tears
than murmuring on past tense!

A strong need drew me close to you,
throwing away my chance with others;
and your kind and sweet talk coloured every bit of my dreams,
taking me to the azure skies
that a lover could ever be,

For days we came to know each other,
then, time and again we screamed in passion
promising each other hearts of love
in the beddings of Wales,

Only yesterday we saw this beautiful sunset,
but now I guess it’s an ugly sunrise
and it hurts more when you keep silent,
 giving me impressions you no more share our common gold,


Ô promise breaker,
Ô heart breaker, you look like that fortune teller
I just realize that when I needed your actions more than words;
you pause me  with such a silence,
forgetting the beautiful days we shared together,

From this moment, I will pen off
with the sadness of a broken heart,
breaking down to fill up the sheets of my last melody,

I will pen off, with the pain I have never felt,
with the disease I will never cure,
trying not to remember you were part of my existence,
hoping your memory will disappear in an instant!

Premium Member FAITH IN GOD WHO INSTRUCTS US TO BE WATCHFUL

October 20 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Mark 13-14 
 
Key Verse – Mark 13:37 And what I say unto you I say unto all, Watch.

FAITH IN GOD WHO INSTRUCTS US TO BE WATCHFUL	

God instructs us to be watchful as His saved messenger
In our faith’s readiness against sin-caused danger
While He helps us share His Gospel with all, even to every stranger
By His mercy since He is our Redeemer and life-Changer.

God instructs us to be watchful as His soul-fisher
In our faith’s steadfastness to become a good finisher
While He restores us along His grace-propped refresher
By His guidance since He is our Shepherd and Nurturer.

God instructs us to be watchful as His called minister
In our faith’s protection under His standard’s shelter
While He leads us to stay in His will’s center
By His compassion since He is our Comforter Who does not falter.

God instructs us to be watchful as His truth-preacher
In our faith’s increase as we learn from Him, our Master Teacher
While He mentors to us, being wisdom-searcher
By His counsel since He is our knowledge-Enricher.

God instructs us to be watchful as His sincere follower
In our faith’s diligence because we are His love’s sower
While He directs us to overcome pride’s tower
By His grace since He is our source of power.

God instructs us to be watchful as His peace-maker
In our faith’s response to serve Him against commitment-wrecker
While He secures us against guilt that is a heart breaker
By His sanctification since He is our miracle worker.

God instructs us to be watchful as His Word-hearer
In our faith’s firmness as we listen against unbelief’s stirrer
While He speaks to us for our commitment to be His light-bearer
By His Scriptures since He is our Lord Who draws us to Him nearer.

October 20, 2025
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Taker

[Verse]
You're a taker
There's just no give in you
A heartless heartbreaker
Lookin’ for someone to use
And the worse part of it is
You can't see that you don't give…a…damn…
…And fool that I am…

[Chorus]
I keep giving and giving my heart and soul
Giving you pieces now I’m not whole
You can look straight through my heart
I disappear more everytime that you trade
The love I give you for another up grade
Everytime you come back to fill up
From my ever depleting cup
I have to ask myself why
I keep letting you run me dry
I have to ask myself why
Oh oh I let you run me dry.

[Verse]
you can't be tied down
you sure don't have any shame
you just want me around
To play your cruel games
you like to mess with my head
to have your ego fed…. Well that's tough
I've finally had enough!

[Chorus]
I keep giving and giving my heart and soul
Giving you pieces now I’m not whole
You can look straight through my heart
I disappear more everytime that you trade
The love I give you for another up grade
Everytime you come back to fill up
From my ever depleting cup
I have to ask myself why
I keep letting you run me dry
Oh oh I have to ask myself why
I let you run me dry.
Oh oh oh oh
Form: Lyric

The Queen of the Night

the queen of the night
she is so pretty
short and smart
she fly's so high in here blues
she is so nice but don't 
take nonsense
some call her the iron lady 
cos she is a heart breaker
some say she is proud 
cos she is hard to catch
she control her squad
with her ideology
and she don't mess with her man 
yet he can't stop her blues 
cos she is 
the queen of the night 

the queen of the night 
she is got no money problem
she is a successful 
businesses woman 
she break hearts to earn 
cos she is pretty and smart 
she well know but also respected
by neighbour's and relative
despite she is wild 
she pave her ways true with money 
and sexual power 
she is beautifully strong 
the kind of woman that break 
Samson was her personality
in her city as she fly's 
in her blues every night
breaking down all corrupt
wild beasts cos at night 
she runs the town with her
blues of sexuality 
every where as the 
queen of the night
Form: Lyric

I Am Bored With Loneliness

Loneliness embraces me
now that you are gone
and my life is a meaningless maze. 
Coldness and hardness 
replaced your sweet pseudo love. 
I can not believe that I will never again 
hold your hand; nor kiss your lips. 
Your soft voice still whispers love to me at night; 
but you are silent and invisible when I wake.  
You never desert me in my dreams. 
Will you ever be there once more in reality? 
Or am I doomed to this eternal void without you? 
Dear mistress of my heart and cruel heart breaker, 
pretend that you still care, as you once used to.


(Remembering being bored with a broken heart for this contest)
Jack Horne
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