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A Crying Lady
Not too long ago, on the train, I saw a lady. Young, slim, intelligent eyes
Nice face. Oh, very likable. Light brown back-tied hair. Lovely. She cried
She sat shyly. She was alone. She waved her beautiful legs in front of me
I sat on the side seat. She was sitting in the back of the direction of travel
Perpendicularly to me
She was alone. Very young lady. Magnetic. She was sad. Sad.
I think she was a Polish woman. Maybe Ukrainian. Hmm. She was Polish
She watched me. Like a sister. Her gaze asked for friendship.
Polish and Hungarian are friends
What happened with her?
Or just? Yes, this is the answer
She experienced imaginary romantic moments
This lady was so young. Around twenty-five
I marvelled at her beautiful lines and her kind, pretty face
I read my book, but sometimes I took a look at her. Magical phenomenon
“The next station is Baker Street!” Said the speakers.
My book is closed. I stood up and looked at the lady
“Goodbye. All the best.” I said goodbye to her in a friendly way
She looked up at me. She cried. She said in a velvety voice, “Goodbye”.
Train stopped
Then I got out
This woman was crying
Spring was the reason
Spring
Young love
Illusion
Let’s go
To work
They are not natural enemies,
nor were they ever meant to be ....
True, for a time when Faith was strong,
Science was bound, cowed, driven down--
until Science began its growth spurt:
by leaps it enlarged, pulsing, tumescent,
fed by Galileo, Copernicus, Newton, Pasteur,
Madame Curie and sweet old Einstein...
then came Oppenheimer with his Big Bomb.
Now Faith is scorned by most scientists,
an unreasoning as they see it--
closing their minds as tightly shut
as did the padres of the Inquisition:
they worship Reason, whilst claiming
believers drown in imagination, fantasies--
a Big Guy God, a soaring soul?
Show me! Prove it! they shout out
like excitable children. 'Reason be all!',
they exclaim fervently--yet...
yet sweet Science grew on the strong back
of Imagination, and real Faith loves Reason
like a sister, for we are the seeing ones,
and we are also the blind ones--
every single one of us....
We may hear God's whispers but then
are often deaf to the pleas of angels.
And what we think we know is never,
never enough-- we are always left
wanting....So we can repair a torn
and damaged heart but cannot open
it to love's incessant pulling....
Familiar faces, in the saddest of places
A hug and an "I love you"
A few more wrinkles, still the same old twinkles
As we talk about yesterday's news
The bitter taste of death, take a deep breath
With every handshake, a wet tissue
We watch the parade, behind dark shades
The file stops to admire the view
The sweetest of tears, wash the dust from the years
"It's so sad. I'm sorry for your loss."
"A second mother to me," "Like a sister, was she."
As the sugar gets spilled then tossed
But this life is fleet and always bittersweet
We learn, to roll with the flow
The older we get, the less we regret
'cause how sweet, the bitterness grows
by Daniel Turner
July 29 2017
Eight years of staying in a far away land
Looking for a greener pasture in the country of Thailand
Meeting people whom I call a friend
To be with them and my love extend
They are so loving and trusting
Help you if they can till the end
Show gratefulness like a sister/brother
Enjoy each other's company together
The friendship that I have with them
Many years will passed its still the same
Save it in my heart forever
My Thai friends, it will not be over
Thailand….land of smile they’ve called
It suits them ‘coz I like them all
Though I will leave them soon
I will always remember them just by looking at the moon
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Got a DVD of the Honeymooners
And one of the Old Jack Benny Show
Watched The Quiet Man with John Wayne
Where did all the morals go
Violence and garbage all over the TV
Violence and garbage on the news too
Nothing of value anymore
They don’t make them like they use to
Got in my car and noticed the similarities
Most of the cars look the same
Thought about my 56 Bel Air
Driving was a different game
All the models had their own style
AM radio that we’d cruise to
Something special under the hood
They don’t build them like they use to
Thought about my old high school
Attending pep rallies before the big one
Everyone showed up to cheer
Every body having fun
There were rules we had to follow
We couldn’t do whatever we choose to
School was different in those days
They don’t teach them like they use to
I see neighbors building higher fences
Live next door and don’t know each other
We lived in an ally full of kids
Treated each like a sister or brother
Neighbors visited without knocking
Never needed an excuse to
Just drop in to shoot the breeze
They don’t have neighbors like they use to.
I wish you cared in a way that didn’t hurt
Or at least in a way that didn’t make me feel forgotten
You keep your distance
Reaching out only now and then
Asking how life is going but you never say much
And the phone call ends just as soon as it began
You hear my words, but never dig deep
And I only know the little you tell me
Always filtered, always missing the heart behind your words
You’ve never been easy to understand
Never simple to stand close to either
I’ve heard you share cruel words with the people who love you
And have watched you choose to always have one foot out of the door
As kids, you rarely noticed me unless you needed something
I thought time and adulthood would change that
But it didn’t
You don’t visit anymore
You say this place holds bad memories of your mistakes
But you don’t invite me over either
I’ve seen you only twice in the past year
Twice
And each time felt like watching a stranger I’m supposed to know
Sometimes you hardly feel like family
Sometimes you hardly feel like my brother
Even when you’re here, you’re in the process of leaving
But then you asked me if I was happy
You said, “That’s what matters”
And in that moment, I knew you cared
But knowing doesn’t make it hurt any less
The lack of you in my life
The longing for a better relationship
And realizing I’ll never have it
I’m holding onto the few times you treated me like a sister
That’s the brother I miss
The one who was a part of a family
Not the one who chose to part from it
But I’ll always answer your phone calls
Because it’s the closest I can get to you
Hey Man THAT AIN'T NO WAY TO TREAT A WOMAN
Hey man why you comin to me complain bout your woman
You sayin she dun burnt ya dinner again
What's you doin stop your complaining
Hey man stop comin to me complaining bout your woman
I know she may have dun you wrong
But how ya treatin her son
Just help her out treat her right let her live
Remember she's part man, that extra rib
And your to part of the human race
And men aren't perfect we to our human
What's you doin stop your complaining
Hey man stop comin to me complainin bout your woman
You know the woman is the weakest vessel
But yet she's created by God she's your equal
She's beautiful
She bore you children
And man you can't top that son
Always for give her for what's she done
Just as she must also do face
This is part of mercy and grace
No need for fussing, fighting screaming and yelling in each others face
Hey man why you comin to me complain bout your woman
You sayin she dun burnt ya dinner again
What's you doin stop your complaining
Hey man stop comin to me complainin bout your woman
I know she may have dun you wrong
But how ya treatin her bro
She nurtures your children
And man you can't top that give
Forgive her her wrongs, she's your right rib
For God has loan her to you
Treat her as you want you mother to be treated
Remember a woman is someone daugher
Treat her like a sister, there's no division
She's the smallest vessel so go on forgive her she's special
So the next time you complain bout you lady
Remember it's not just a one way
Your human too, you need forgiveness to, hey
Hey man stop comin to me complainin bout your woman
You know the woman is the weakest vessle
But yet she's created by God she's your equal
She's beautiful
She bore you children
And man you can't top that
Always for give her for what's she done
This beautiful woman God's daughter
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Don’t pity me
with warped perspective,
don’t litter your
Fool-oughts on others
“I know He’s got his head”.
But his dreams are unacceptable,.
You Assume the worst and dread,
prejudice views, you look a fool,
Haven’t seen for years, nothing said.
Believe I’m evil and sinister,
stuck that way, it’s all I think,
Looked out for you like a sister,
Those days gone, broken link.
One time once I was on drugs,
shaped your opinion,
since then me you shrug,
Like One day once is my permanent place
making sure you keep your space.
Years go by and we’re estranged,
It’s all different but one thing ain’t changed,
who you think I am stays the same,
But now all you really know is my name.
You think my mind is off the richtar,
You don’t know anything about me,
Nothing new, you’re friends don’t either,
And all I know are the memories I see.
You think I’m messed up,
Cus for a short time I messed up,
I can’t control my actions or mind and the result
I'm a madman liability forever in your thoughts.
6 years I reckon since I could be seen heard and judged,
A few messages off my head creates a view that won't budge,
That’s just insulting really,
Don’t judge me when you’re not near me.
In the past now, just a rear,
You don’t know me now,
let’s make that clear,
You don’t know me now,
As we’re not near,
You don’t know me now,
Is that clear!
Nothing but love for the past,
Memories I treasure,
Paths now end at last,
Separated, by a new adventure.
10/02/2019
HATERS – GET A LIFE!
HATERS – GET A LIFE!
Haters, Haters, Haters!…Just can’t be positive just waiting to see me fall.
When you need to mind your own life and getting that on the ball.
Your discontent for your own life is projected in the joy you get in being Sarcastic.
Hiding negativity you call constructive criticism, when the reality is…. You just like causing static!
Why do you drop your Lack of confidence in yourself, on others?
All the while acting like you care for them as a friend, or like a sister/brother.
Why does your LACK of SELF-ESTEEM and FAILURES seem to fully ignite,
Every time you just catch a glimpse of me your sight?
I feel sorry for people who like you, just love to Hate,
Always trying to put salt in your game, and piling bad vibes on your plate!
It’s sad you know, It must really SUCK being you!
Finding ways of compounding peoples pains thru and thru!
Heck, YOU must HATE being and feeling sooo distressed.
Having to lie to yourself that you are so much better than the rest!
Your just a malicious, bitter, weak minded, and sad individual,
But no worry, hearing your kind speak, Trust Me is not unusual.
So believe me, I know that when I am happy? I can see you coming a mile away.
Watching you as you get closer just pondering what mean things to say.
I have learned a lesson from you however, that has given me new insight.
And the lesson is...
If I see you coming I know I must be doing something right!
Honestly though?
I pray one day you clean your own house from obvious stress and strife.
Cause I NEVER allow you to take God’s Joy from me. So HATERS - Get a Life!
My baby's never got to be insecure.
Truth is he is the only one I want to nurture.
My neighbours are just my found family.
My only friends where I live here really.
My home girl is more like a mother figure,
My former home boy was like a father figure,
My two friends are each more like a brother,
My other gals are just each like a sister.
My building is where I feel the least lonely.
My love is why I am now even more happy.
My life is not always the most lovely.
My homies are the ones who make it lively.
My love life is so much better than before.
My love loves me back like it isn't a chore.
Even as I spend time with them, I'll love him,
For with him, life will never again feel grim.