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"Of all those things you used to do"
my heart will not go through again
Love is lost no more flame is felt
your heart brittle from it's coldness
All the cute nicknames stay the same
"Of all those things you used to do"
"now here comes your secret lover"
how you fancy her more than me
"Until your guilt goes up in flames"
No more poor me or pity me
"Of all those things you used to do"
has set my world free and at last
"I got a few years on me now"
Learning from mistakes such as you
free at last to live my own life
"of all those things you used to do"
"Until your guilt goes up in flames"
Sheryl Crow
"Now here comes your secret lover"
Sheryl Crow
"All those things you used to do"
Brad Paisley
"I got a few years on you"
Toby Keith
January 11, 2024
~With The Lord ~
( Atrina )
Make all your dreams for you just shine
Follow his guidance, you'll be fine
His guidance follow, you'll be fine
Make all your dreams for you just shine
Make all your dreams come true and glow
Enjoy life to fullest and grow
Life enjoy to fullest and grow
Make all your dreams come true and glow
Thrive and keep thoughts positive, pure
There's salvation with the Lord sure
With the Lord there's salvation sure
Thrive and keep thoughts positive, pure
Make all your dreams for you just shine
Follow His guidance, you'll be fine
Make all your dreams come true and glow
Enjoy life to fullest and grow
Thrive and keep thoughts positive, pure
There's salvation with the Lord sure.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
May.24.2017
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's Notes:
The " Atrina " is a poetry form or style that was created by Keith Metcalf Drew, and is a stanzaic poem of 18 lines, consisting of 3 quatrains and a sestet.
With all lines counting 8 syllables. Rhymed: AaaA BbbB CccC AaBbCc
The capital letters indicate refrain lines.
(AaaABbbBCccCAaBbCc)
The first and last lines in each verse are exactly the same.
The third line in each verse is of same words to the second line
The fourth verse the sestet consists of the first two lines from each of the three previous verses.
~ Thought for the day :
- - Salvation can't be found in anyone or anything else. There's no other.
Only Jesus. Only through Jesus alone.
for my gentle handsome son, Keith Andrew-
The young Canadian goose was lost in flight,
Not knowing which way to turn-
Now he depended on instinct and sight,
And what he had already learned-
The clouds engulfed all his air space,
And for the skein his heart did yearn-
They were migrating north in springtime,
Towards their nesting grounds to return-
He was sure he could navigate the course,
But he really needed to see-
For now it was against time that he raced,
Hoping that soon with them all he would be-
He flew at an altitude of 3,000 feet,
the migration height that geese fly-
’but then remembered on some occasions,
they’d go up 27,000 feet in the sky!
He tried to get his bearings,
by estimating their rate of speed-
Canadian Geese cover 1,500 miles a day,
He’d have to fly faster to succeed-
KA, with courage geared up,
and charged right through the distant clouds-
He spotted black feathered necks and feet,
and heard lots honking that was loud-
His father was in the lead,
of the “V” formation that geese fly-
His mother was right behind,
Asking, “Where did he go and why?”
The young Canadian goose remained in back,
Until all of them touched the ground-
Mother emerged from the gaggle with glee,
Happy her son was found-
Mom and father were together for life-
In the geese world that’s how it goes-
Now it was KA’s time to find a mate,
He made it just in time to propose!
People say I kind of look like Jim
He is heavy and I am kind of slim
So, no-no, no-no...
No-no, no-no
I don't look like him
People say I kind of look like Matt
I've put on weight but I'm not that fat
So, no-no, no-no
No-no, no-no
I don't look like that
People say I kind of look like Keith
Maybe a little, but he's got no teeth
People say I kind of look like Lou
I beg to differ; I kind of think he looks like you
People say I kind of look like Clay
If his eyes were brown, then he just may
So, no-no, no-no
No-no, no-no
I don't look that way
People say I kind of look like Jack
Maybe years ago, but that was a while back
People say I kind of look like Lance
Not a chance, best take another glance
People say I kind of look like Joy
Yeah, I might if she was a boy
So, no-no, no-no
No-no, no-no...
I don't look that coy
People say I kind of look like (Paisley)- Brad
If I had his money, boy I sure be glad
So, no-no, no-no
No-no, no-no
But I wish I had
People say my son kind of looks like he
I don't see it, I kind of disagree
So, no-no, no-no
No-no, no-no
He kind of looks like, looks like me
"I should have been a cowboy"
Toby Keith sings in his song;
I should have been a cowboy
breaking horses all too strong...
I could have been a cowboy
sitting high up in the saddle,
but my job wouldn't be easy
since I have to tend to cattle...
I would have been a cowboy
if I was just one foot taller,
but those jeans aren't made
for someone fatter and smaller...
I might have been a cowboy
if I had lived out in the dust,
but I was born in the East
and stayed to watch it rust...
Alas, I never became a cowboy -
not sitting high, not very strong;
but I do wear my cowboy boots
whenever I sing with Toby's song.
For "A Cowboy Is" contest sponsored by Tirzah Conway.
I used to sing on the school bus,
Harmonise and everything, full blast,
Most of the others had strong voices,
And I would wish mine was cast.
Geoff the driver would put Radio Forth on,
And we’d all sing along very loudly;
There was nothing there to sing above,
No-one to distract or behave scornfully.
My mum told me off three times,
For singing in church normally and confidently,
As she needed me to have a place for her,
To nurture me and disciple me intelligently.
So since I was four, I've never really sung again,
In church, all dressed up and religious,
So I greatly appreciated those times on the bus,
When the others were about my voice zealous.
I remember Morvan who had Christian grandparents,
And George who really had a lovely voice,
And Keith who would join in whenever he wanted to,
And Kirsteen who thought she had no choice.
It was an offish old yellow mini bus,
With dark yellow and brown triangle seats,
So it reminded me of the yellow submarine,
And I looked forward to its shortcut cheats.
The challenge... to write a whole load of sh*te
No sense and no meaning, no thought waves to fight
Don’t think it, don’t plan it, don’t jot down a draft
Don’t worry that what you write might turn out daft...
Well, me and a teddy had been going steady
And when she was ready she yelled Gee up Neddy
That bear didn’t care, that we were a pair
Although she was there wearing no underwear
A fellow called Keith slipped her a leaf
To cover her tummy and what lay beneath
She growled that’s not funny, then choked on her honey
I hope I inherit all of her money
So this might be sh*tty, it may not be gritty
And if you don’t like it, well, that’s just a pity
For, yes, I have written some garbage for you
But that’s what the sponsor has told me to do
2 January 2021
For Contest: Just Thinkin
Sponsor: John Lawless
You go into the kitchen and begin to prepare a meal.
I tiptoe up behind you and tickle your waist.
You jump and squeal with laughter.
You put the ingredients on the work surface.
And pickup your sharp knife and wave it in my face.
Now Keith stop being silly while I prepare your food.
No more touchy feely. I am not in a childish mood.
I put up my hands and put them around your waist.
Giving you a passionate kiss.
You turn and use the cutting board.
I open the chilled white wine.
You take the glass and have a drink.
Then leave it on the side of the sink.
You cut the salad and shake the bowl.
Putting in salad dressing I think it was Vinaigrette.
It was nice the salad was all wet.
You peeled some fruit and took an orange segment.
Turning to me you put it to my mouth.
I bit into it halfway then put my lips to yours.
So we both got the taste.
It ran into our tastebuds.
You laughed and turned away.
I pulled your hair to one side.
And kissed your neck.
The taste of the orange was on your skin.
You laughed and said it tickles so much.
I said I love when you laugh! I can never get enough.
We move to the table to eat the meal.
You begin to rub my leg with your foot.
I say darling what is it you want?
You push closer and whisper.
My lover Can you pass the salt.
I get up and walk over to your side.
You pull back and look in my eyes.
I take your hand and you get up.
Then you sit in my lap facing me.
Your hair covers my face as you lock lips with me.
We can eat our meal later it wont go cold.
Making love to you is always more fun.
Before I die or kick the bucket.
First I must thank the Great God Almighty.
I have had a very happy and blessed Life.
And He always sent his earthly angels whenever I was in difficulty.
I thank my mom Mildred Morton, teacher Mildred, and my dad Luther Morton.
My brothers Lawson, Everette, Sandopey. My daughters Charming and Icis.
Patrice Ward, Stamma Jeffers of Brick Kiln, Evan Nisbett, Richard Caines, Pastor Leroy Benjamin.
All My fans who gave me support. Former Prime Minister Denzil Douglas. Purcell Ferguson. Clyde Williams.
Calypsonian Nutsey. Musician Tony and Keith Finch in St. Kitts.
Abonatti, Ip Isaac and Crusader-Creighton Pension., Soul Survivors Brass.
Avelyn Browne and Tasha. Evans and Jeanie.
Joycelyn Johnson and Pernny McIntosh in Guyana.
My Ex-wife Dolly Ornette Chirveton Morton.
Lorraine Elliot Browne.
Orklan Hector, former permanet secreatry Edmeade from Old Road.
Hwnry Stugumber Browne, Lawyer. Jeffret Nisbett and Patrice Nisbett.
Father Edgar Blant, Edmund Lawrence. Charles Bussue. Rolston Otto and Ras Kentae-Antigua,
Heather Crighton, Pamela and Sandrine White, Seana Willett. Gloria Chambers and family.
Former Teacher Eunice Willims who used to live in Greenlands.
Teacher Gerard Browne, Melford Ward, Rosalie Andre. Dora Stevens. Desiree and Diane Pemberton of Sprott Street SK. Marcus Hodge. Mrs. Eugene Walwyn. Carmen Brookes. Pepsi Peppa Brown of Pond hill. Banga Hillies Smithen, Patrick Stapleton, Ian Planka Byron, Shopkeeper and Bar Owner Collin of Pond Hill. Hasting Danielm , my friend Juggis, Ray Brantley, Rawlinson Isaac. Kennedy Simmonds, Joseph Parry, Robert Bradshaw, Simeon Daniel. Ms Buchanan from Stpleton SK. Michael Blake. Patrick Welcome. Former Bishop Orland Linsay. Forner Headmistress Jacobs at Basseterre High School St. Kitts. Iona Browne Edgings My favorite teacher ever.
Al Barker of Barker and Kelly.
Omax Gardiner, Guyanese Camella Grant from Westbury Essequibo Coast.
And the many others I forgot to mention. If I forgot you do not have me to kill it was jsut a slip of a man who is 66 and nearing the age of Dimentia.
These people were angels I meet along the way of Life's Journey.
Like the song by Jimmy Davis says, it was good and beneficial just having touched my life with you.
I always like to give big thanks for small mercies.
My Contact- [email protected]
Gran stands over me whilst I eat my corn
gee, I’ve hated corn since I was born,
but my Grandma says it's good for me
so she’s cooked a huge pile for my tea!
Gold kernels get stuck between my teeth
all my friends laugh at me especially Keith.
He’s lucky he doesn’t have to eat the stuff,
I’m sick of eating corn I’ve truly had enough!
I wish that I could be like all the other boys
I have to tow the line, mustn’t make a noise,
I’ve lived with Grandma since I lost my Ma and Pa
So in all honesty my Grandma’s a real super star!
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Realism Art Poetry Contest
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10/4/19