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When someone goes missing
out of your life.
Do they know they're missing
causes strife?
It tear's at the soul
just like a knife,
and at moments fills the mind
with all sorts of frights
Then comes the darkness
that color of the night
They wonder endlessly with worry
are they all right?
Should I go a looking
indeed I might
But fearing what i'll find
may just hurt my sight.
My mind says "Leave worry,
leave worry, leave worry alone!"
Why torture yourself over
someone who won't even phone?
Some people are still children
pretending to be grown.
They don't care if you worry
and they let it be known.
"Back away, back away!!"
it's true love again
I let myself love someone
knowing it was sin.
But how can one escape
the desire of the heart
The reoccurring dream
fanciful imaginative thought
From the beginning.
I have not left the path
And yet this night of worry
the blurry aftermath.
Tomorrow is a new day
I know not what it brings
But if it brings you back
my soul will loudly sing
But if it be the opposite
and i accept the change in you.
Then I'll not worry you with calling
and I'll tell myself it's through.
(worries over for now. but they will ever haunt me as long as i love)
Katie had a habit of inviting birds home to roost.
She had a fine mansion on a street known as Troost.
Her neighbors heard trills and caws coming out of her roof.
This poem is not the only thing that can provide proof.
Katie was well known as the fix-it-up-queen.
She would fix up any fowl with feathers, even the mean.
Hawks and ravens lived in her attic along with a bat.
They were so intimidating, they frightened her cat.
The cat ran off to another home and adopted another Mom.
The best scenario, if you asked the Pelican, Petey Pee Pom.
The eagles were carnivores and demanded meat.
The penguin required ice, where they floated so sweet.
This is a mixed up mess, a house for the slightly insane.
Said a man who came to visit and got chased off by her crane.
The seagulls and pigeons constructed an army of sorts.
Her animals were well known in all the king’s courts.
I wrote this for the children of my friend Wendy and her husband. They both died this past week from Covid 19. They both had chosen not to get the vaccine which is unfortunate. They died three days apart, she was 50 and he was 60. How many more loved ones will we have to watch die before social media stops with the lies and people start listening to their doctors. Please people get your vaccine and spare your children this heartache.
Dear Katie and Cameron
Another sunset has come and gone
My heart laments from dusk till dawn
With the sunrise I’ll kneel and pray
For strength and faith to guide your way
May God’s light shine down on you
And give you peace in all you do
I know their death was premature
But with each other you will endure
Live your life and make them proud
They’ll see you both in any crowd
Just keep in mind as they depart
They both will dwell within your heart
Don’t say goodbye, it’s not the end
They’re up with God, family and friends
You’ll see them again so have no fear
Your Mom and Dad still love you dear
WHAT KATIE DID
Katie had jogged my elbow at the poker table
I tried to snatch back my chips but was unable
And I guess I was causing some sort of hiatus
A bet’s a bet, quite irrespective of one’s status
My pleadings were drowned out in that babel
Could I lose all that money sent over by cable
Other players showed no evidence of amity
Their gain will be my loss, and a real calamity
A bet once placed, is like making a contract
By now, any smile on my face had cracked
To regular rich punters a loss doesn’t matter
But for me, it’s my world that could shatter
I held my breath at the the fate I was dealt
All could clearly witness the pain that I felt
The highest bid that I had apparently made
My hand that must now have to be played
Perhaps the others thought I was a kidder
But it’s what a high bidder has to consider
Young cousins meet in a great combo
Moons and stars in a marvelous show
In red blue pink green all eyes glow
An ideal spectacle for Michelangelo
Our daughter and her friend like a red tomato
In their eyes sits a sky of light indigo
Nieces and nephews in a mood of rainbow
Life and dream in a great tempo
Katie and Teddy are the happiest duo
An angel at the window to say, hello!
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May 27, 2016
For Personal Memories Monorhyme II – Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
Bright yellow, green and blue
Are some colours to name a few.
And in their daub or scroll compete compare
To the carnival’s lively and zany air.
Powdered faces pale announce
A disregard (of) or speak to superficial self,
As buzzing rides revolve and reel,
While the spielers project and create (their feel)
To sweet smelling grass in the down-trodden field.
See the open mouthed and blank-eyes clowns,
With heads that left to right, will turn half round..
When pretty Katie passes by, (Vivacious child in navy dress,)
Honey skin and teeth chalk white, under coiffure'd tress.
Within her hand from Daddy's passed
A pink balloon all helium gassed'
while In the other hand is pressed
An icy pole half past its best.
A stray dog, with darting chocolate eyes
Espies the treat and makes a try,
Now poor Katie covers her face and cries,
As her air balloon makes its maiden ride
Over the hot dog stall it goes' as Katie screams on tippy toes
While Rover wolfs his stolen delight,
Oblivious to the toddler’s plight.
Up…up into the atmosphere; and then a sudden rush of air,
It to the big wheel sends, from there,
Where a wild-eyed lad with hair like straw
Fixes it fast; in a gangly paw,
But Daddy sees it all transpire, and scooping up Katie heads that way,
As Daddies will to save the day.
(ammended 19 04 2011) & removed 9 2nd 2018
© Joe Maverick 10-12-2010
Katie was upset because she lived far away
Her job was lousy, she had no money for a rainy day
She asked her brother Rich for money but he said “sorry, no”.
Her mother had to die without her, for Katie had no way to go
Two years later she sent a letter to the executor, her brother.
Please, she said, “could I please have the ruby ring of our mother?”
Rich sold the house, and forgot to share proceeds with her, not one two-bit.
He told her that his wife had the ring, and loved it, so she could not have it.
Years later she saw the ring on the finger of a woman on a bus in Lurr.
She said “My mom used to have one just like it, it is beautiful, for sure.
Ring-wearer asked, “Is your name Katie? Are you from uptown Ming?
Katie nodded her head, and the woman handed her the ruby ring.
Your brother and I once were married, she said.
But he is a selfish man, stingy even in his head.
I was coming to Ming to find you and give you this ring.
Katie felt her mother with her that day, her soul began to sing.
In the heart of a garden, where dreams unfold,
Katie wanders, her spirit free and bright.
White gold adorns her, a tale untold,
Glistening softly in the moon's gentle light.
Roses bloom in hues of crimson and white,
Their fragrance a symphony in the air.
Katie's touch, tender and light,
Turns each petal into a whisper, a prayer.
White gold, a promise of love's pure embrace,
Encircles her wrist, a delicate chain.
Roses blush at the sight of her grace,
In her presence, all sorrows wane.
Katie, white gold, and roses entwined,
A vision of beauty, timeless and true.
In this garden of wonders, love defined,
A story of elegance, forever anew.
I found you on the humbled wheat fields,
Out in the dramatically flattened open
They used to stand so tall, and now,
In only a moment…all fell before you
So very little, in contrast,
You towered over their severed stalks
Your light radiated and pulsed from your frame,
Leaving rainbow-electro ripples in the sky
You beckoned me closer and closer,
And as I glided toward you in terror and wonder,
Life itself became pleasantly unclear
The word, how
Remained on my parted lips...
Instantly, all that mattered was your existence,
How you swayed back and forth so enchantingly,
Teasing the wheat that bowed before you
Your eyes, intelligent, dreamlike, and wide,
Having seen beyond my every capability,
Knowing answers I have died over every night…
I was drawn to you like the honey bee to the giant hyssop
Though instead of brushing against fragrant petals,
There was a looming gloom of potential doom
Marvel drowned out all such fear as I drew ever near
As questions, so many questions, ached to be articulated
This inquisitive soul salivated in your shimmer
With a prayer for all humanity to see what I see…
When time became merely a silly story rhyme,
You answered every question like a parent to a child
The awe of your wisdom burned my stubbornness,
For in that moment, learning was living
No science, no reliance,
No fact, no future to fumble
Only truth today
Was fed to a child who once thought she knew all
Screaming and pouting in hopes for victory
She knows nothing until she grows taller than the earnest wheat
To fall effortlessly at your strange, alien feet
Inspired by the song “Tiny Alien” By Katie Melua
“Just how far can you fall,
When you still feel so small?
Will you love me through the sorrows, tomorrows,
Whatever the future will bring?
Tiny alien”
And for the contest sponsored by: Silent One
Couplets On
Forgetting Birthdays
Miracle Man
3/12/2023
Another year came and went,
leaving me not broke, just badly bent.
Year’s speed by so fast, lordy-lordy.
and someone special just turned forty.
Seems I forget her birthday on most years,
she always laughs, I shed virtual tears.
I hope my forgetting you won’t besmirch,
my reputation with those we know at church.
Some say that forgetfulness is born of age,
that as we age brain’s just won’t engage.
But we will not break, though we may bend,
as we await that page that says, THE END.
Happy (Late) Birthday Katie
We Love You
Tom & what’s her name