Long Intentions Poems
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(malo)
make me blue
to come down to your level
fuss with me
to make me understand
when your right
you say I'm the devil
when your wrong
you beg me to be your man
aint got time to
be second best
don't care if you knew him first
look at what your doing
causin and effectin
the ripples sound off
like pipaa dew
what we doing
whats that all about
where we going
how could you say that out your mouth
aint time for no fussin
let me say this and gone
when i get back
i wanna make love
turn off the t.v.
and unplug the phone
( le Femme)
make me blue
by stating your intentions
let you know
you aint the only one
others see me like you do
that ain't cool
baby that ain't fun
schedule your time to
get with me
know what you can do
when I
let you get
aint got know time thinking
but tomorrow
get it and gone
that's the game I play
There have been many sightings
of scary clowns stalking kids
even in broad daylight;
who are these psychopaths
causing panic in every town?
They could be your neighbors
or strangers from miles away;
they even call your home
to make a prank call to scare you...
Halloween won't be fun anymore!
Be safe kids, stay home this year,
don't go around for trick or treat...
these scary clowns are really bad
and may harm you and frighten you;
if they ring your doorbell, don't answer!
Why a scary clown is not that one
found in a circus who does tricks
and makes you laugh until tears flow?
Times have changed, innocence
has been lost...danger is real;
scary clowns have bad intentions!
Stay inside and enjoy your Halloween Night,
if a stranger dressed as a clown
rings your bell, call your mom;
tell her to put a banner on the entrance door:
" No scary clowns allowed! "
Written on 10/27/2016
My Daughter Breezy Baby
Breezy baby your my little girl
Your my best friend and my whole world
You are my oldest my first born child
Your spirit untamed its beautiful and wild
You remind me of a mustang roaming the planes
My little hippie you dance in the rain
Amazing me with how alike we are
Regardless of distance no matter how far
So wise beyond your years is your old soul
The things you understand and the things you know
I swear its Crazy how much we are the same
Sagittarius born fire signs blazing our flame
You are the mirror image I see looking back
Antiqued reflection and beginning to crack
A diamond in the rough I guess you could say
With so much purpose as you make your way
Your guard always up always ready to fight
You race with the eagles gracefull in flight
Hard to keep up with and harder to match
Impossible to break and unlikely to catch
No trust do you give no ill motives gone unseen
Observing intentions and daring to dream
Competitive is your nature to stubborn to lose
To see from your eyes how different your views
You've always gone against the grain
No rhyme or reason and nothing to gain
You swim against the current and face to the wind
A tree will even break if it don't learn to bend
So majestic and free your spirit seems to soar
Expecting only earth and wanting no more
My Farrell baby I love you beyond any measure
Our precious moments in my heart do I treasure
I know that your hurting and your not sure why
Put your hand on your heart when you begin to cry
That's where I'll be just remember im near
I know the pain cause I've she'd the same tear
Be strong like you are it's the meaning of your name
Stay free for your momma and never let them tame
Breezy baby I wrote this poem special just for you only
Read it at those times when you're missing me and feeling lonely
My daughter know I love you know I cherish your very existence
Know that time nor space nor any thing can change my love for you not even distance
Im closer then you know I swear that much is true
Someday you will understand why I do the things I do
I will always be your momma and you will always be my heart
Someday will be together again and never again will part.
-Your momma Amber Smith
Happy Mother's Day 2017
Before I fall head over heels,
I ask the Lord, please show me what's real,
He knows the sensitivity of my soul,
He also knows when I love I don't let go,
If a freak thing happens, and I must leave,
He's answering my prayers, because he's protecting me,
He will take me away beyond my control,
And later what's revealed will open my eyes to know,
He covers my heart when danger is near,
And he's allowed me to speak pass the fear,
When the wind beats against me, he will block it with his hand,
Your not touching her! She's mine! You understand!,
My strength lies in him, and in case you didn't know,
He's erased my sins, and made me white as snow,
So you can compare social status all you want,
Because first and foremost, he's the man of my heart,
If intentions are bad, he'll let me see,
I will not rely on the world to see,
You can call me too sensitive, gullable, or naive,
Because my God will surprise you, it won't be me.
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A YOUNG AND CHARMING HANDSOME FELLA
WENT IN SEARCH OF CINDERELLA.
QUITE THE ADVENTURE TO SAY THE LEAST.
ALONG THE WAY HE WOULD MEET A BEAST.
SHE WAS AN UNEARTHLY CREATURE FROM AFAR,
WHO POSSESSED A HEART INSIDE A JAR.
THIS CREATURA WAS AN ENCHANTED BEAST,
WHO LOST HER LOVER TO A POISONED FEAST.
TOGETHER THEY WOULD TRAVEL MANY MILES,
SHARE LOTS OF LAUGHS AND MANY SMILES.
HER TRUE BEAUTY WAS DISTORTED BY ANGER.
SHE WAS IN SEARCH OF A WOMAN WITH INTENTIONS TO HANG HER.
THERE WERE MANY NIGHTS UNDER STARRY SKIES.
THEY WOULD QUESTION THE HEAVENS AND WONDER WHY.
THE SEASONS WOULD CHANGE AS WILL HER HEART.
IT WOULD BRING THEM CLOSER OR MOVE THEM APART.
HER INNER BEAUTY WOULD BEGIN TO SHINE.
THE LOSS OF HER LOVER WOULD FADE FROM HER MIND.
No hope in mind…
In love and blind
Forever…and ever
I always love her…
Treat yourself right
tonight
“I’m stronger than I
realize,
I’m not alone,
& I’m not a failure”
Treat yourself well
and don’t hurt
yourself tonight
Give in to God’s
Word of Woe-less,
Remarkable Wisdom
…your world will not
fall apart
Nothing will bring
me down or make me
frown…well, I’ve
been proven wrong
many times before –
All of the sudden, I
see you, fighting
without a trace of
love, but thousands
of thundering and
treacherous pride,
thudding violently
in your darkened
heart…triumphant
spirits attached to
your heart from the
start – lost in my
fretful fate…I give
up – throw me into
the death cart why
don’t you since you
have a heartless
heart – you betrayed
me – have you no
heart?!
I thought wrong of
your intentions –
maybe you were
fighting for a
greater purpose…
I assume – that’s my
problem…am I getting
better or worse? The
truth rises above
the surface…
I can’t keep trace…
You’re running the
race
With fast-paced
grace!
While I’m
left…left…with-without
a trace
Why do you treat me
like trash?
I’m reducing to ash…
Like a cigarette…
You’re making me
smoking mad, falling
prey to regret
Are you looking for
praise?
Do you want a raise?
I was enchanted in a
salt-and-pepper
gaze…
Going through an
up-and-down phase
Let out your inner
inspiration
Make me be marinated
in your elation
I’m yearning and
craving your
anticipation
Can’t stand feeling
afraid…frustrated…I’m the
poorest nation
You’re treating me
like field mice
instead of a
crowned-with-cleverness-and-power
czar
I’m making use of my
time – crafting
poetic, jubilant,
bittersweet and
royal verse and see
how I’m doing so far
Rinse away my
yesterdays
Bring to life my
happy days
Obliterate my
disdainful, utter
dismay
I pray I won’t have
one of those days…
How much does my
happiness weigh?
Never planned on breaking a sweat,
Yet by day's end, my clothes tell a different story.
Never wanted to trade sleep for anything,
Yet now, I greet the silence of 3 a.m. like an old friend.
Never had intentions for love,
But somehow, I remained faithful for years
To someone who never returned the feeling.
Never cared about the number on the scale,
Yet here I am — hyper-aware of every curve, every calorie.
Never imagined giving up my luxuries,
But now I stand, shoulder to shoulder
With strangers on public transit daily.
Somewhere between my nevers and now,
I learned — change is the only constant.
It just takes over, unasked,
And makes itself at home,
Turning me into someone I never expected to be.
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The Winter Hours
Cold is not my friend.
It loves me,
but it is not…
a mutual affair.
Slowly, artfully, cruelly,
my joints begin to freeze up.
They ache in the morning.
They are soar in the afternoon.
They are painful later on.
Yet the pleasure of the snow,
the soft clouds,
the holidays,
they are worth,
some discomfort.
They are worth,
things not being perfect.
In favor of all that is gained,
by their sheer lack of imperfection.
The hope of our tomorrows,
is far shorter than expressed.
Seasons, come and go…
Most without notice,
unless you plant and harvest.
How many winters are left?
How many springs are forth coming?
Will summer ever be here?
The sky warns the animals,
of dark intentions ahead.
Not out of kindness,
but natural example.
Lightening,
rain and more,
soon to follow,
before the days…
are ever long again!