Long Home Poems
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Jesus you are with me
I see all I need is to trust in You My God
Jesus you are with me always
I know you are God I know you are with me
Love guides me to never surrender
Holding onto you Jesus forever
All the dead are with me now
All the dead are alive now in Jesus Christ forever
the living might doubt all the dead have no doubts
Jesus I love you cause your my best friend from forever
I sing with you Lord Jesus in my heart every second
Just because I did not get my results does not mean Chuck norris and DMX did not intercede I know they did Jesus showed me they did
Just because I asked the dead mafia and dead prophets and apostles and mother marry and Jesus to intercede does not mean my prayers were not answered in fact I have faith they were answered and all are saved as He showed me I believe in my heart Jesus gave me true visions of eternity!!
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Authentic
An American hero
that's all you have to be
An Italian restaurant ad in pink Miami
and the bright pleas of a broken black poet
Images juxtaposed
with her crooked shoes
in a bedroom corner left
forgotten
A mother dies
and nothing remains
the same
except us
her children
Authentic
American heroes
that's all you have to be
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Notes:
[ I prepared this for court because a question was raised about my mother's will ]
My mother was born with the name Estackia N••••s in Puerto Rico.
My experience, as one of her 7 children, was the vantage afforded me of growing in the presence of a true American hero.
Without a husband or father in the home and without any other relatives to help, she single handedly lifted us out of dire poverty. she bought a house and afterwards, decided to finish her education. she had only completed the sixth grade, because she had to work to keep her own brothers and sisters from literal starvation.
She got a GED ( General Education Diploma) and afterwards, she began attending college, around the time that I was in high school, to pursue her dream of becoming a doctor, specializing in child psychology.
Eventually, we came to Florida, and she bought another house, and seeing a rather surprising increase in property values, she purchased and sold some lots. In the subsequent years, she purchased and sold many more homes, but continued to do all she could for each of her children; those things she thought would benefit them most.
My mother, Estackia N•••••s, also known as, Carmen C•••••••a, knew Exactly Who She Was in the world. That kind of character, and the motive that compels it, doesn't fail in the last instance in her will for her childrens' continued security and beneficence.
Crocus, like a purple diamond,
Golden pollen-jewels within;
Sensational; seducing; and
Enrapturing my home garden…
Daffodil, cheering with delight,
As gorgeous as a butterfly;
Golden-yellow and pink perfect,
And in orange stood skillfully…
Tender tulip touching, teasing,
Tempting, tearing till total tired;
Every weather change resisting,
Remained in my garden enthroned…
'Lily of the valley' like little pearls,
As though flimsy, fairy frail flumes,
With aromatic nectar gels,
Adorned my garden with full blooms…
Just like a young ball python's skin,
Stood the snakehead fritillary;
Sober, somber, serene, solemn,
Conveying complete harmony...
There's hyacinth in my garden,
within so short a time she bloomed;
With royal honorableness,
Her magnificence she revealed...
There bloomed the beautiful bluebell,
Whom my neighbor-nun, highly loved;
And always adorned her chapel,
A vase-full of it well-arranged…
I have seen these flowers blooming,
Like small stars serenely strolling;
I have heard too their blossoming,
As silent as silence sleeping...
9th May 2021
The Most Beautiful Flowers You've Seen Blossoming This Spring So Far Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser
Youthquake seismic events rock history
Over caustic boundaries there drowned
Tsunami prone again
Confused by them and rain
Melt down society volcanic in their ashes
Fire delights the juvenile
Feelings fall in snowflake fashion
West coast cracks abound in civil rights
Facts be damned at landscapes end
Rules bend, go out the window rattled
When broken Earth shatters black
Youthquakes erupt into your home
Snowflake liberals on TV channeled thoughts
Shake up the ground with network static
Interference frantic over sizzled wires
In gray, not yet adjusted to the elements
Wet to the bone on Internets alarm
Social media is bored to death by child's play
War is always on parade but lacking style
Warm to the touch, days hysteria comes forth
Where is your love is gone, my Dear? Where is your beloved
My beloved is gone done into his garden to the bed of spices to feed in the
garden and pick lilies of a different me and us the secret of our life he knows he found the loss and gains he respects in exploration and of course enjoying what clean air mist the sweet aroma skies taking notice of what is his high above the tattered bleeding soul hurt depress tears misunderstood blood pain blood bath unorthodox you see everlasting and eternal earthly propositions and other love gains we made that request down by the highest tower peak just look up and I will lift my eyes too unto the hill for where my help comes from helpmate status rose to my soulmate a kiss of two souls completely engrossed tantalizing in and out waves blowing truth in the wind and of waves soaring searching in and where this Alpha and Omega the beginning the end wind is amorous our of my existence it came from the Lord of lords I am my beloved and my beloved is mine he continues to feed among the lilies
Around the cornerstones and he tells me to turn away my eyes from him for
The beautiful wonderful feeling is blowing in the wind The fragrant rosed across the valley stream sweet mist was across the field! I- All the way to the firmament! the fire burned out doubt and destroyed fear my beloved came home And the corner we turned. But!
Sprinkled raindrops appear upsprings emotions And with a little smile up the road, we roam all up and down the space mountain stone walls
open gates over the place we call home. Shifts high we could not believe the next-level gratitude gripped our hearts with tears of joy flew and kissed the nectar that connects soul to soul
The brain vein kissed my breast the connect the thread of the veil
blood flowed but the vein pulsated love is just what God is Love expressed a journey of no regrets The sky was blue around the milestone
Crosswalk staircase stairs way up in Glory. We do rejuvenate many hands lifted up to glory up lifted hands reached up in adoration when dreams showed signed adoration too As I gazed out my window across the rustic lawn looking up at the sky thinking what a dream I had what is the interpretation of this to me in my everyday life? I wonder about this my dream one
The sky was blue no gray clouds.!.
I love that you live in the now,
You’re happy, here, in this moment, today.
I love how your days are a smorgasbord,
A hectic, living, breathing buffet
From which you take what you want,
And fly off with a crazy, possible chance,
Landing by some beach bon fire,
Where you dance to some hypnotic trance.
I love that you don’t live by a dream,
You don’t wish for some future plan,
You don’t live with things that’ll never be,
The things that never began.
I love your “Do it now”, your “Don’t go home”,
How each day is a new blind-date.
I love living with your fantastic whim,
Your life of “Yes”, your rainbowed create.
In this season of festive cheer,
as hours fade into the new year,
spare a thought for those who live in fear,
who have no one to wipe away their tear.
Think of the children in this season of joy,
girls and boys without a single toy.
Their joy is just a day of peace,
when the bombs finally cease.
When you sit there comfortable and warm,
Think of the homeless struggling in the storm.
Why is it so difficult to understand,
for them this is no winter wonderland.
Some are alone in a nursing home,
Waiting for a loved one to phone
Or watching their door
Hoping it will open once more.
Touch the hearts of those lonesome tonight,
simple gestures will fill them with delight.
Remind an orphan to keep faith in life,
give them hope when struggles are rife.
With compassion, bombs will remain silent,
tongues must speak against those who are violent.
Only love can dilute streams of hate,
reach out to those in pain, to change their fate.
Silent One collaboration with Carole Duet
23 December 2017
At the fringe of somber sunset our paths parted,
your melting shadow flowed away to obscurity
beyond faded footprint trail etched in my heart,
as my destitute journey started searching retreat.
Distant sea-shore cradled me under sunburst sky,
dislodged dreams drifted away to depth of horizon.
For the hollow heart yearning for fervent mooring
I built a fantasy castle in the golden sands of recluse.
On wings of surging storm winds of dense despair
tides of time brought waves of crushing seclusion.
Ruined transient longing, the castle, slipped into sea,
I could never make it mine without you, my home.
Through the amorous night’s moonbeam pathway
I traced your lost footprints to the abode of love
where the quest for shelter of vagrant me ended,
for I had known when I’m with you, I’m home.
Posted : August 12, 2019
June 12, 2020
Contest : Brian's Select D
Sponsor : Brian Strand
I promise to love you
Love you with a love so strong
No mountain, nor hill, nor forest
Could stand in our way
I promise to cherish you
Cherish you like a man in the desert
Values every drop of water
Because he knows how precious it is to him
I promise to care for you
Care for you like a mother hen
Minds her little hens
Who she would die for without a moment's regret
I promise to love you
With a love so strong
I promise to cherish you
Like you were my only hope
I promise to care for you
For you are my home
But you must remember
None of this is forever
If Love's death comes to pass
Before Death comes between us
We will be forced to go our separate paths
For I'm only here till Love's death do us part
When somethings so right
We laughed like children
We were as big as the Universe
We laughed at the sun and smiled at the moon
Choosing to return your smile on this April day
Something feels so right
The Universe echoes forever its beginning of time
I could take you home
The tyrrant of truth at your comnand
There's voices in the sky
Remember the feeling of games we played
A teaspoon of bad is ok
Look down at yourself
Can you leave
Then if you do please come home
In town sacrifice to the late sleepwalkers of the early dawn
A walk in the cold be nice or sooner straight out of fiction
I believe in you
Believe enough of yourself to be you
Cause we played out play
Zoomed by teenager life
We couldn't wait to live the lie
Started already forgetting to laugh