Long Hine Poems
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While we live our lives, we have our in’s and out's,
through our hard times we learn how to doubt.
We can only do, with the knowledge we have within,
as we live, thing's don't work out, doubting ourself now begins.
We learn at an early age to question the thing's we do,
did we do this right? After awhile of searching, it makes sense to you.
All through our life's, we believe That we have done well,
then old age set's in, blow's it all to hell!
Hine sight is better than fore sight, you see,
we now look back, from our golden year's, how could this be?
You see thing's more clear, than ever before,
we see where we were wrong, and so much more.
The people we hurt, with the word's we said,
all the doubts, the wrong things we done come crashing in our head.
Now with the sight of an eagle you see,
our old age gets the best of you and me.
Now it's to late, we can't change a thing,
in our old age, these truth's do sting.
We struggle, we fight to just except our past,
we hope, we pray that these memories don't last.
Bitter and angry some do become,
to the world around us we become numb.
The past that we once knew, you see,
shows us the truth, however it be.
It's hard to swallow this nasty old pill,
there's nothing you can do, your over the hill.
Except the rights, and fix the wrongs, while your young you see, cause someday you will be as old as me.
Then you will find that it's to late,
you can't change the past, for it's sealed by fate.
Now at an old age, we become bitter within,
wishing we knew these things, when our lives begin.
Hind sight, fore sight, which should we see?
when we are young we look forward, when we get old, we only look back at how it use to be.
When we are old, ahead of us our sight grows dim,
as we set there out on this limb.
So fix your wrongs, in your youth I say,
if you don't you'll grow old and bitter someday!
Poem Left turn to right
Tolerance define ones capabilities to except stupidity when
Presented be it personally or indirection all tired of the fake
In your face race for the goal to be better then when deep down
Have not one ounce of self respect it’s a given take situation
In every station same toon different rules engaged so consumed
In self prevision can’t seem to see past the Conte fit it’s way Past
Hine sight look around not even the sound is the same read
Between the lines that concludes the clues to the broken communication
Little by little bit by bit the lines will stop communicating
Confusion will be nothing new puppets with no strings attached
Playing to the masters it’s not far from being reality we enjoy so much
There you have it took a left turn those that can understand between
The lines drawn to comprehend what’s about to come and divide
And not unite to put in a trance to easily control not sure what this
Means but it can't be good have such in un easiness God’s speed
Be with us all can’t sleep so you tell me what this poem really means
Opinions define once true feelings of what is to be right or wrong to hold
Strong ones believe when blindly guided to the light it’s much clearer
And the air much better to breath a sight of release from
What is to try to take make no mistake for our own sake make us
Slaves of our own transgressions
By Mirian Parrilla
When I be out cuttin mye graiss befo,
Duh Lawd gimmie a sign.
Least ways iffin hit wus not duh Lawd
Maybe sumpthin else, cause
Duh Lawd He don’t want no body
usin His name fur a laiff.
So I be starten ovuh hyar,
wif mye tell.
When I do be out cuttin mye graiss befo,
sumpthin gimmie a sign.
Quick as a jack rabbit wid one hine laig
I be done named a new daince.
Hit be duh far aint stomp.
Yessuhree, I fount myeseff
ankle deep in far aints on duh inside mye paints.
Knee deep in them thangs on duh outside.
Whachoo gonna do widdum?
Well, I commenced to stomp thet laig.
Hit felt so good I commenced to stomp
t’other jus out of puor delyt.
First thang I knowed, I had stompt down
a whole row uv Dixie Lee Pees (sp?)
and twenny hills of peenuts (sp?)
People allus sez thet duh laist time
whut dey gots bit bye a far aint
Hit bees duh wussest bite ever
and dey allus say thet hit bees duh biggest, baddest
far aint whut evuh lived.
Annen dey turns around five minits later
Adder dey done squshed dat biggest,
baddest, far aint whut evuh lived.
And don’t choo know dey gits bit by
one meaner, badder, an bigger.
When I gits restid up by toomar
I’ll be puttin’ on a liddle music
sumwhir out of site of mye wife
and I’ll see iffin I caint rermember
how to do thet stomp.
23 aug 2010 For Paula's "Poetry's sake" contest
May your days be merry bright
And full of blessings. May all...
Your wishes come true this...
Yuletide season. May your cup of life
Overflow with optimism. May all your
Unfulfilled dreams come to fruition.
Reach for even loftier dreams as...
Days dwindle down to a brand new
Auspicious year. I hope all...
Your tomorrows continue to...
Shine brighter than your yesterdays
Be grateful for all you have
Enjoy all that life has to offer
May God bless you, always
Entertain high hopes, and may they...
Rise exponentially high and...
Reach the height of heaven. God willing...
You continue to prosper. I pray that the...
Bud of goodwill opens up fully for you
Reach out to God through prayer; walk
In his shadow, rain or shine. Continue to...
Glorify his name and seek refuge in him
Honor him this holiday season, and do...
Take care of yourselves. Amen.
Date written: 12/23/2019
The staircase leading from my heart to where-ever the wind blows,
Is growing even faster than the galaxy.
Im elevated so high the sun burns anywhere my skin shows.
Liars are masters of dodging reality.
Its a shrude crime to not let you know the truth,
A thousand ways to the same place is a good start.
I have absolutely all the answers provided no proof,
Regaining my minds freedom leaves me angry and tart.
Ive acquired a nasty taste in the back of my being,
I am a castle but the fixtures hang while the walls lack pictures,
So heavenly inspired i live life for today like I'm never leaving.
Meanwhile my mind forms movies that blend into endless mixtures.
I have an old soul that escapes out my eyes, mouth, and fingers,
The life you live sucks just as bad as mine, you just don't notice.
My vents spew , but hine-sight's 20/20 and the anger lingers.
I remain a lost lotus.
"Provocateur"
Provocateur
lit the
Light
Bonfires
for you
to see
Mirrors
reflect
descendants
Ascending
Light
lit Provocateurs
Mirrors
reflect
departure
Transcending
Arrival
Me in you
You in me
Light
lit Provocateurs
Bonfires
lighting
LOVE
the path
for you
to see
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
gvlm
11.11, 11pm
"Hine-i-te-Awatea"/Lorde
https://youtu.be/P3TQz_7-rOY
“In order for the light to shine so brightly,
the darkness must be present”.
“There are two ways of spreading light;
to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it”
“In the right light, at the right time,
everything is extraordinary”
SELF ACTUALIZATION – Double Acrostic
For Contest
(S)hine from within, looking at insights
(E)ver so deep with ease
(L)et your soul dance and swivel
(F)ind the truth and belief
(A)ct with strength of the Sierra
(C)onquer with logic
(T)ry to learn from mistakes that
(U)ndermind positive changes in you
(A)gony comes with negativity, so find stamina
(L)augh at anything you can loudly at will.
(I)t is a healing refreshing release, like reiki
(Z)ap yourself with reality, just like a whiz
(A)pproach things with an open mind at sea
(T)hink about others feelings in all that
(I)s done, as innocent have no need for alibi
(O)nly the stubborn will choose not to do
(N)ever let go of your purpose within
Shine your shoes young man
Hearing my mom say It was a sign of a well dressed man
Need to look at a man's shoes before dating Eyes fixed on the shine
Date Written:4/14/2021
6 place
Writing Prompt - Shine - Poetry Contest
Contest Judged:4/21/2021
Sponsored by: Constance La France
L-ight in thirteenth September
O-bliterates the blue and gray;
R-ise of the sun that begins
N-ow takes the night
A-way.
F-lame in thirteenth September
E-liminates the deep darkness;
L-onely shadow that fades
I-s drifting into the blackness.
C-andle in thirteenth September
I-s blown with pure pleasure;
A-nother cut of sweet cake
N-ullifies the bitter so
O-bscure.
S-hine in thirteenth September
U-shers you to the limelight;
L-aughter, fun and rapture
A-re setting things aright.
P-ure delight and ecstasy
A-ccept not the dusk so somber;
S-oothe your heart and mind with light in thirteenth September.