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Over and Over

Everyday I fall in love with you 
Over and Over again 

The touch of your hand in mine 
When I sleep between your arms 

The sound of your heart 
When you put me on your chest 

The smile of your sleepy eyes 
When you look at me 

The deep voice of yours
When we drink the wine 

They all make me want to be 
Forever with you 

No matter where you go 
No matter where you be 

I want to be Where you stand holding your hands
Till the end of the endless road 

I want to hear your heart beat 
Until the last breath of mine 

I want to see you smile 
Forever your laughter shall not leave your face 

I want to hear your voice 
Whispering my name with kindness and love 

When you look at me with these eyes 
After finishing the bottle of wine 

When you smile saying you drunk too much 
I am only drunk because of your love 

I only wish for one wish 
That my life will be spent with you 

For you I will always be 
An open door that welcomes you home 

I say this knowing myself 
I will say it over and over again 

I am in love with you 
I am loving that I am loving you 
And ... 
I will fall in love you over and over again 
In every single day
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Premium Member Saudade

It's been eons since
Life took us in diametrically different directions
Yet melancholic memories of you
Still bloom in my mind like a flower, filling me with glee

Our fleeting union, I'll forever treasure.  It's strange 
Grieving the loss of what might've been. Notwithstanding  
The brevity of our romance, the flame ignited between us 
Still remains undimmed, flickering in the wind

I miss your captivating stories about 
Your upbringing in Rio De Janeiro
I instantaneously think of you every time the song 
"The Girl From Ipanema", creeps into my mind

Oh, the many fun times we had! Walking arm in arm
Under the summer sun; snuggling cozily on winter nights

The sound of your laughter, your voice 
Your fragrance, the twinkle in your smiling eyes 
So adoring and brimming with tender love 
I remember them all too well 

Thoughts and dreams of you, a smoke that will never turn to ash 
If I could turn back time and relive all the happy, endearing 
Even the silly moments we shared, I would. Sadly, our bond  
Couldn't weather every storm that came our way 

Our loving companionship, though brief, I'll hold dear 
In perpetuity. Thanks for the everlasting memories 
We were never meant to be 
I guess that's the way destiny intended it 

It's been eons since we parted ways 
Like rope severed under a colossal weight 
Yet melancholic memories of you 
Still bloom in my mind like a flower, filling me with glee 



Submitted for...
Impress Me With An Old Poem(002) Poetry Contest (Winner: 7th Place)
Sponsored by Poet Destroyer A
Date submitted: 10/08/2020

Strand Special 12 Any Form,Any Theme Poetry Contest(Winner: 2nd Place)
 Sponsored by Brian Strand 
Date: 12/29/2019

Best free verse April 1, 2018 to July 15,2018 Poetry Contest(Winner: 3rd Place)
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Date written and posted: 07/12/2018

Best Free Verse in July 2018 Poetry Contest/Winner(1st Place)
Sponsored by: Laura Loo 
Date written and posted: 07/12/2018

A Wrinkle In Time

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: wherever you see a (B) inserted in the 
narrative, just do a proper breathing of in and out, pause and then
read the next part . 

RELAX YOUR FACE CLOSE YOUR EYES AND OPEN YOUR MEMORY. 
REMEMBER THE PLACES YOU'VE BEEN AND HOW YOUR SPIRIT KNEW THAT THIS WAS THE LIFE THAT WAS MEANT FOR YOU.  WHEN AS A CHILD YOU CLIMBED TREES, SWAM IN THE WARM LAKE, AND PLAYED BENEATH A NEWBORN SUN UNTIL TIME CALLED YOU HOME.  WHEN AS A TEEN YOU FELT THE RUSH OF A FIRST KISS AND THE LOVING BUDS OF JOY.  (B)
THE AWKWARD SILENT MOMENTS OF FIRST DATES AND LEARNING CURVES.  WHEN AS A GROWN UP BEING ,YOU LEARNED TO BE JUST AS YOU ARE. YOU REALIZED THAT LIFE WAS GOOD WHEN YOU GAVE THANKS FOR ALL YOU KNEW.  RELAX YOUR FACE CLOSE YOUR EYES AND OPEN YOUR HEART TO THE MESSAGE OF HOPE THAT YOUR HEART WANTS TO IMPART.  HOPE IN A FUTURE FULL OF HEALTH, LOVE AND HAPPINESS.  HOPE IN A PLANET THAT WANTS TO CONNECT WITH YOU THROUGH OTHER BEINGS (B)  
LET YOUR FREE WILL LEAD  YOU TO A PLACE WHERE WORRIES ARE ABASED . REST YOUR WEARY SHOULDERS ON THE BOULDERS OF TOMORROW'S FAITH. PLANT A MUSTARD SEED IN YOUR BACK YARD AND WATCH IT GROW.  WHEN AS AN OLD AND GRAY PERSON YOU
HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO SAY, YOU SIT  IN YOUR ROCKING CHAIR AND WAIT FOR THE MOON TO SMILE AT YOU. IT IS HER WAY OF
SAYING TO YOU, "THANKYOU FOR NOTICING ME. YOU REALLY MADE
MY DAY."  RELAX YOUR FACE CLOSE YOUR EYES AND BREATHE.....(B)
Form: Narrative

context of qualitative research

Love don't know me
love evaids 
and often disappoints
or is it
that I'm unkind
or I'm upset when thinks
should be kind
it seems you value
precious time alone
if your are the one for me
then leave me alone

Does it have to began like
 this only to get the drift
you make me understand
then you make me your man
love don't love nobody
but we do this to agree
Am I in love
are you in love with me

now we're getting started
let me get that for you
it's the pleasantries
I honest can't you see
it's clear to me
is it clear with you
together we''re
something else
now what are we to do

Got me loving you
do you want me to say
to have me depending on you
so that all goes your way
Am I to understand
when you try to make script
I don't wanna be apart of
you trying to me me quip
using words you wanna hear
saying things your way
aint no relevant point
Aint nothing you can say
I don't wanna end up
some new worthy kind
I like it simple
you and I are just fine
your seduction and their effectiveness's
I'm over your barrel
second guessing
are we narrating our demise
I can't get the answer looking into your eyes
A woman charm is a deceitful character
what's your game
why are we together
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Trusting and Trustworthiness is
not when someone uses terms of something defined
to make end to something that
two people establish
and is unsatisfying to one
but is convenient to the other.
See this is what you do.
I don't want us this way>
(The Flute Player feel's unhappy, his abilty to play is hindered by her need to feel important)
No gtting along with the Conducter hired but unused.
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Form: Ballade

Premium Member The Calling

And you oh Father judge of all mens hearts
have examined the core of our secret parts
for each mans conscience knows what is True
and has his choice of what he listens to

Those whose works are harmful have aversion to the Light
for they wish all deeds to be hidden away from sight
Oh Father the hearts the Son of Man could see
how is it possible the gift be given we

Those whom the Father loves with them he shares his mind
for those who want the Truth the shining Path will find
for he can see your thoughts and your hearts intent
those who want the Truth and how your thoughts are spent

All the things of man are preserved in your Book
the Lamb of God will unseal and within will look
all those doing righteousness will into kingdom come
the workers of whats harmful and the liars be undone

From the abundance of the heart does each one speak
and how you judge another in oneself will complete
my spirit my God is molded by your hand
I listen to your discipline and your reprimand

Oh beloved children you are close to his heart
sought he has your redemption from the very start
the wayward sons left their home and into Egypt ran
spent their inheritance on things that will not stand

God freely offers Life within his heart and home
with a Loving family on need never be alone
come break bread together fellowship do share
let Gods loving kindness give your heart repair

Return to your Fathers house and his grand estate
with open arms he'll take you home and repatriate
precious to the Father is every child born
why live in rebellion and loss of Love do mourn

As the Word of God foretold
this dispensations end behold
the age of Gods Kingdom to unfold
spoken by the ancients in days of old

Those who know the Truth watch in great delight
God will collect together those precious in his sight
come you who are laden heavy give to him your pain
embraced within his loving arms be free to Love again

sources IICor 2:16 Hebrews 3:1-6 Phil.2:6-8
Ephesians 2:19 IIPeter 1:10 Isaiah 54:5

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Form: Rhyme


My Evening Prayer

Today, I want to thank You 
For helping me this whole day, 
Right from the time I got up, You held me,
Safe in Your Almighty Hands, I feel light,
Like a feather, I float through the day's work,
Free from all pain and tough times,
You gave me the health and strength,
I feel great joyfulness and find such peace,
The peace that passes all understanding,
The peace that comes from knowing only You,
Today, I want to thank You 
For being there in my lows,
When I needed You the most, in my strife,
In my tenderness, You strengthened my heart,
You were there and did not leave me alone,
I cannot praise You enough,
You deserve more than my words,
Coz You are more than my Redeemer, Friend,
I feel complete in Your Hallowed presence,
I feel Your loving touch that soothes my soul,
Today, I want to thank YOU,
I just want to thank You, LORD.


10/10/18


Contest: Seven-Ten Form Only 
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet
Form: Verse

Premium Member My Bio Poem

Andrea,
a woman considerate and kind, mellow, down to earth, and fun-loving,
she loves to use her mind.
Thefore, scrubbing on her knees, this gal you’ll never find!
Sisters she has four of, but there are many others.
Gal pals she has, who are her sisters from other mothers.
One husband all her life - at times he drives her insane.
Old boyfriends sometimes are subjects of her poems.
They reside in the treasure chest compartment of her brain.
Mother to two is she– one girl and one boy.
Grandma to four – two of whom don’t always bring their parents such great joy!

She loves to eat, so it follows that she loved to learn to cook.
She makes things up and has no need of recipes coming from a book.
She loves to hunt for bargains and save her honey money.
She loves all kinds of movies, both dramatic ones or funny.
She feels great passion for the things she believes are true
and feels she’s learned a lot in life from all that she’s gone through.

Her fears are rather silly. She avoids driving in a strange big city.
It brings her stress, which she detests. She might freak out, which is not pretty.
Changing weird attachments on a vacuum cleaner would
be a thing to stress her out. At puzzles she’s no good.
New technology keeps coming at her job. This also makes her stressed,
but she can sure accessorize. She’s great at getting dressed!
Her greatest fear – seriously – is facing suffering,
so fear of pain and torture (more than fear of death) is her scariest thing.

She saw a lot of Europe when she studied in Madrid.
She got to take one nice cruise, and other things she did
were seeing more than half the states and going to Brazil.
Her husband hates to travel, so it’s good when she was young she got her fill.
She only really wants to see her lovely family.
Because she lives so far away, with them she’d love to be.
And when she dies, her brother Dale she hopes she will see first.
Young he died, and finally . . . with thankfulness for poetry 
and  for all her other passions she feels her heart might burst!
Dietrich

(edited now with my name showing since announcement of winners!!)

Aug. 1, 2021
For the "This Is Who I Am" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Form: Bio

Premium Member Fairy Dust

This tiny precious being
I hold in the palm of my hand
About to embark on life's journey
This delicate image of man

Created in his own likeness
This soft, pink bundle of joy
Makes even the toughest of men
Start acting like little boys

Can't imagine anything sweeter
Turns the coldest heart to mush
The sweetest sight imagined
Painted with a loving brush

With all the nasty everyday stuff
That's happening all around us
The birth of a gentle newborn babe
Sprinkles us with fairy dust

Hopefully this magic continues
Through the years that lie beyond
With the birth of each new generation
A brighter new world will dawn


© Jack Ellison 2015
Form: Rhyme

Silent Wars - Repair My Broken Dreams

We all need some sort of loving…
Give me all you got
Give me your best shot
Dance to the rhythm of my heart
I can’t pretend this loneliness doesn’t exist
It don’t matter anymore
Weep no more, beloved…I loved you from the beginning of time
Weep no more, sad fountains…I adore you more than life itself
Weep no more and instead, repair my broken dreams and let’s spend time with 
each other – that, to me, is sublime
Weep no more, peace-abiding angel! You’re beautiful from every angle – don’t hurt 
yourself…

*chorus* 
Don’t start another World War with your silent wars…
Our friendship bond is getting weaker…I must find a cure
To this heartache and help me, for heaven’s sake!
I’m breaking by the seams
Repair my broken dreams
Repair my broken dreams
Repair my shattered dreams
Repair my shattered dreams
We’re on each other’s team
Do you still have low self-esteem?
Don’t you feel like giving up sometimes?

Love is pure beauty
You have a hard heart…a cold, cold heart
What are you living for?
What are you fighting for?
Some say I’ll never meet my lover at first sight
I’ve been dreaming of you forever…
You were my endeavor…
I dreamt of you every night I fell asleep
My dream of reality is the golden wheat I gaily reap 
I’m not walking through the Weeping Meadows – I run away from the tragedies in 
life…I keep running oh so fast
Nor am I looking back my reflections…my shadows of the past – I cast away the 
ghosts of my wicked past and pray my happiness will never last

Premium Member Memory Yours Memory Mine

Remember the golden evening sun
Hand in hand our journey had just begun
Remember the drive down to the bay
To watch the rising sun create a day

Remember the night I showed up at your door
You invited me in and we talked till dawn
Remember the first time we kissed
The life changing memory I can't resist

Remember the first sight of St. Michaels mount
The holidays we had together where every second counts 

Remember the first time our love embraced
We knew then together we'd be each-others fate

Remember when you tried on your wedding dress
The excitement we found in our wedded bliss

Remember when we first saw our brand new house
Our dreams sealed together our love took flight

Remember the first time you looked in my eyes
You found love, warmth and protection for loving you is my entire life.

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