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Realize

A sketch of thoughts , a drawing mind
Sees beyond words , the heart's design 
Someone i think , with intentions unclear 
Misguiding my path , bringing forth fear 
They say I'm too young to know the truth
But my heart beats strong with feelings anew 
A friend so dear with words that align
Writing the same lines in a language unknown 
Struggling to speak in tongues not his 
Yet his heart speacks loud 
He yearns to grow up and shed boyish ways 
He want me to the the same 
Yet I feel most me in my youthful skin 
A boy at heart where I find my kin
In a dance of words and hearts that beat 
We find our path , our own unique skill
Thought our words might align but our hearts may not 
In this friendship we find our own


Premium Member I Adore My Piles of Clothes

I am a semi-hoarder; not quite there yet, but on my way
because I love having things sit around in piles.
Piles are a comfort to me.

If you put my clothing into drawers I may not find them again.
Thus, I have a chair pile, a clothes tree pile and a bathroom pile.
Not to mention the guest room bed pile of clothing.

These are my favorite things to wear.
I am able to get them when I want them.
They are easy to find; because I can readily see them.

Someday I may have developed into a true hoarder.
I will have muskrats living in the living room
and a family of raccoons diving under the beds.

I may or not see them or the beavers in the bathroom
based on how high and deep my piles have become
Today I grab up my favorite orange sweatshirt
and celebrate my piles.

Closets and cupboard drawers are not for everyone.
Certainly not for me; I have lost more in there
than I have ever found.

Premium Member Then a Flaming Pterodactyl Ate My Homework

Please dear Sir
you have tutored me and known me for years
as have all other teachers and your peers,
we get along like silver knife and fork!
these past semester has been full of cheers
my school work has never been in arrears,
never did I let you down on homework!

like before as diligent as ever,
I read lessons from cover to cover,
and finished all my home work late past night,
I walk to school a mile along river,
did so today braving wind and shower,
in satchel was my homework done alright!

halfway down I pass a gothic tower,
flower gardens where butterflies hover,
not a human soul anywhere in sight!
as I was pacing my way to get here,
suddenly I heard some flapping quite near,
all of the sky went up in flames and bright!

like I have been taught in our school before,
was on hands and knees, went on all my fours,
I heard eerie sound, felt a big birds flight!
it was trying to pluck me from the floor,
but just managed to snatch my bag and soar,
to perch itself on birch tree of great height!

ran as fast as I could in abject fear,
was scared and thought it may be on my rear,
looked back to see but I was still in fright!
Now Sir! you may not believe what you hear,
perched on top of a tree, could see quite clear,
a huge pterodactyl like flaming kite!

you may think 
I may be lying or have gone berserk,
but am still 
shaking with ordeal of lost homework!

N/A in John Lawless sponsored
‘Flaming Pterodactyl ate my homework’ contest!
10 syllables with 3 syllables interspersed at the beginning and towards the end
written 22/01/2021
Form: Rhyme

NAMELESS

NAMELESS

My friend, I shall remain nameless
Not that I am ashamed of who I am
It’s just that you don’t need to know
And all those myths and lies can wait
It will not be me standing at the gate
I can see it all happening from below
And for many, their piety is a sham
You thought that you were blameless

I will be welcoming you at a later date
I promise that you’ll see many friends
Some might say they did not make it
But at least that place will not pretend
And you’ll accept it as fair in the end
Down there, there’s no need to fake it
As almost everybody finally descends
And it is after all, a permanent state

I realise I’ve been given many names
Most meaning I’m the great deceiver
Others used in some occult meetings
You may not know me when we meet
It is my long term victory, not defeat
Yet it’s not all about heartless beatings
Nor necessary to have been a believer
It will be getting used to all the flames
Form: Rhyme

Appreciation For a Well Earned Promotion

days have now turned into years
there are a few grey hairs
i notice a wrinkle here and there
pain is felt in places that i never had before
i guess that is what comes with getting older
however....our love grows younger everyday
it keeps me spritely i reckon
it is never easy always, but loving you is always easy....dig that!
i never thought i would ever say this and mean it, but i love you more everytime the earth spins in a full circle
that means we have evolved in a circle of life that has come full circle in multiples of infinity
that means something to me more than you know
as you lay sleeping on my right thigh for the milliumteeth time, i just shake my head at the realization that God has His Own Plans for us
it may not be at all the way we imagined our lives to be, but then you are living your dream in a way that is completely opposite of the carefully crafted art in your mind
though i am living in many unified zones of twilight, i'll be doggone if my smile didn't give me away so easily
years are now decorated and celebrated as sweet decadence
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member But I Must Stay

My wife may go, but I must stay
My unused ticket in my hand
Her flight is finally underway

The Nazis held my full dossier
The word had come from high command
My wife may go, but I must stay

Our cigarettes within the tray
With lipstick stains upon her brand
Her flight is finally underway

My passport stamped with letter "J"
A clerk is typing - I am banned
My wife may go, but I must stay

One golden earring gone today
The other one tight in my hand
Her flight is finally underway

I lied: "It's just a short delay."
Perhaps one day she'll understand
My wife may go, but I must stay
Her flight is finally underway

November 29, 2014

Notes:
1936 - Jews no longer allowed electrical/optical equipment, bicycles, typewriters or records
1938 - Jews' passports stamped with a red letter 'J'. May not be used to re-enter Germany. 
Some have passports removed to prevent them leaving the country.

For complete list see http://www.bl.uk/learning/histcitizen/voices/info/decrees/decrees.html
© Roy Jerden  Create an image from this poem.

Sense Or

even 
more so 
today what's 
said must be to what 
whatever society's censors 
say may or may not be 
but a term i dispise as 
being "politically" correct

when 
younger 
i checked myself 
by saying geeze instead 
of jesus and the oh so visual 
wording of h e double toothpicks 
while playing 
pickup sticks

then
the introduction
to pig latin 101 when
something so simple 
seemed like Kaczynski's
written indecipherable diary
but verbally knowing 
no one knew

a linguistic 
magician's
slight of hand
putting the first letter
at the end then adding
an ay so now can you say
under which cup
the new word is

can you
fathom or
imagine the right
before your eyes and
ears what trickery i could
perform as my Mum gasped
me not grasping
she couldn't 

believe
that i
knew that word
but also had used
that word in her house
and now i at the age of
thirty two
she slapped me

after
running
from out of
a backroom
when i so unso
phisticatedly spoke
not as Socrates being
Greek to me said

uckfay
Form:

Premium Member It's Only Through Jesus

(Rhyme) 


It's only through Jesus that we can come to that wonderful place 
So filled of love, and peace and supplied of eternal grace 
It's only through Jesus that we can come to His Father someday 
The Bible makes it so plain and clear! and there's no other way. 

God is the sovereign Author of everything upon the Universe,the sea and earth, 
He's written it all and designed it all with His own Almighty Hands, 
God is the Master Painter of everything you see all over the sea and every land 
It's only through Jesus, the Perfect Lamb,that we can have salvation for eternity! His love is so Grand. 

It's only through Jesus,that you can have the precious treasure of "new birth" and  be "Born Again" spiritually 
Just then you can understand and see the big picture, and discover, why so many things really make sense 
The importance of God's plan and how much He really loves us all, 
Nothing happens by accident,He already had a plan for you and me, His love is profoundly immense. 

Praise be the Name of our Mighty God! Because He's in control of everything you can and may not see, 
It's only through Jesus that we can have life abundantly and eternally, call Jesus and then you'll see.


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
aka ladylove
copyright@2014 


December,02,2014
Form: Rhyme

Laying the Groundwork 2

"Hopeless devotion" sounds ever so fake;
my heart is spellbound but my mind's not found.
I wonder will the pangs of your heart ache
when longing harangues and I'm not around?

There is no honest gain to your crying;
it is just a chain which does not restrain.
How wide - the gap of insincere lying?
It serves to unwrap memories of pain.

This falling in love stuff is too easy;
yes, to hang is rough and to bond is tough.
I am asking, “How long will you love me?”
Your forever may not be strong enough.

Changing the paradigm, we can adjust.
We have hills yet to climb; hope at its prime.
We'll build love's foundation on truth and trust.
Laying them as groundwork will take some time.


written 6 June 2016
using these three song prompts
A Time for Us by Andy Williams
Hopelessly Devoted to You by Olivia Newton-John
When I Fall in Love by Rick Astley

for contest: Teppo Gren's Golden Oldies # 3
also entered in contest: John Hamilton's  Your Best Rhyming Poem (2/1/17)
Form: Quatrain

If Only I Could Be Meg Olsen

If only I could be Meg Olsen,
With the courage to take on the world,
I'd break free from this timid shell,
And let my wings unfurl.

If only I could be Meg Olsen,
With a heart that's fierce and strong,
I'd chase after my dreams relentlessly,
And prove all the doubters wrong.

If only I could be Meg Olsen,
With a mind that's sharp and bright,
I'd speak up and share my thoughts,
And never let anyone dim my light.

But alas, I am just myself,
With my own set of strengths and flaws,
Yet I'll keep striving to be my best,
And break down the barriers and walls.

For though I may not be Meg Olsen,
Or any of the others on the list,
I know that being myself is enough,
And that's something I shouldn't miss.

So here's to embracing who we are,
And not longing to be someone else,
For each of us has a unique gift,
That can't be replicated or shelved.

Date: 04/16/2023
Title: If Only I Could Be Meg Olsen

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