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End of My Write

End Of My Write

Perching in a corner,
Thinking out of the border.
Am I capable of doing such?
Am I doing things too much?

Can’t find myself in this abode.
Still looking for light in endless road.
Trying to be flawless in my write.
Hope that everything is getting right.

Will everyone miss if I end it now?
These rhymed poems will sooner be gone. 
Hope that I’ve shared my crystal thoughts.
Looking that perky light is what I sought.

Will everyone say stop if I end it now?
These silly poems of mine are ever so frown. 
Hope that I have intruded lessons in life.
Imparting morals through this end of my write.
Form:


Love

1.Attraction

secret mirror
eyes and breasts
startle

sweet sadness
melted in
crystalline laughter

sun also arises
looking at her legs
horizon: woman's thighs

his hormones
may convert to
Mormons


2.Attachment

hot sand
is sticking to us
one single body

this wind away
kissing a flower
green waves of grass

frowning eyebrows
opening herself
inner smile

the habit of loving
to seek serenity
when you found it


3.Love

a dream
in other dreams
planting seed

Eve`s temptation
who eats apples
will more live

feelings
dancing step
love`s labours`joy

I wonder : you need me
because you love me
or vice versa


4.Trust/Reverence

True Light
being in love
John`s 1 letter 4:8-16

true love
trusting in God
the sealed mountain

confident sea
with melon smell
salt hug

water disorder
even more
friendship with love



5.Worship

a statue
loving another
woke up love

eternity
leaning on hope
the fountain of life

Truth and Way
delivering light
Corinthians 13

God may understand
when you love a girl
it happens without choosing her

6.Madness

no reason
meeting with
sisters of ambiguity

this pun
is running after
homophones

this haiku
not being
haiku (High Q)

my love of life
counting seasons
real reason

7.Death

feelings in exhaustion
transformation or
substitution

a tender night
love cannot change
old sunset

any translation
step-by-step may kill
this happy end

a thrill
of passing moment
the kiss that takes thy breath
Form:

Don'T Quit

When life goes wrong
And the waves are strong;
Be tough and come along
Move and live lifelong.

When the road gets long
And the pain is prolong;
Just hold on to get along
For this is where you belong.

When the source is low
And the debts start to blow;
Pride you need to swallow
For you have dreams to follow.

When little smiles glow
And the sighs over flow
Just rest! If you follow
But don't quit for you to grow.

When failures turn about
And faces start to pout;
Then pray and call out
Feeling you need to shout.

When the chances sprout
And you stuck it out;
Don't quit and cry out
But continue trying it out.

When successes turn inside out
And the medals are in doubt;
Be firm like a scout
And continue hammering out.

When golden crown walks out
And slips it out;
Just stick to fight it out
For you not to be knocked out 

When the goal is nearer 
And the struggle is clearer;
It's time to hear
The name you bear.

When the wins are queerer
And the victor's cup is here!
Just smile and cheer
For this is what you adhere.



May 16, 2017
Precioso Tano
Form:

Oh To Be So Bold

Oh to be so bold.


My lady in your eyes, I can see the fire light.
I can see fireflies fly, around your mind sometimes.
You’re mine to love and to hold and to be so bold,
As to tell you how I feel, before we each grow old.


You’re the heroine of love and I kneel before you;
You’re my one and only drug and I need you to love me.
You’re my maiden of lust and my summer tune;
You are my roses in the garden and my love in bloom.


There’s a beautiful horizon and I’m heading for the stars.
I’m in Heaven with my angel as she dances on the table;
We’re together like Cain and Abel but there’s no trouble
And this is no fable.




(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Form:

Biblical Blues

Biblical Blues


Jesus Christ!  Are you my wife?
Or are you a single woman?
Surely you’re meant to be at my side,
Not off in search of another?


We used to hold each others hands, with such pride,
Now I wonder:  Do you even like me?
Are you Peter, or are you Judas the liar?
Would you deny my existence for your own benefit?


Or would you trade me in for 5 silver coins?
A new handbag, or a box of jewels.
Or would you say, with joy in your words,
I’m sorry but I’m married, so goodbye Sir.


Do you remember the wine I gave you, for our first anniversary?
I sacrificed my own simple pleasures, 
so I could save enough money.
And buy you the finest things I could afford,
All I could give you; still didn’t seem enough.


So here I hang on my cross awaiting my death,
I’d tell you I still love you, but I’d be wasting my breath.
My sacrifice, my God damn life,
Given up for you, the faithless type.


So goodbye now, I’m off to see God,
My father, my creator, my judge, my condemner.
The one to blame, for all I’ve had and lost,
The one who has punished me forever and ever.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Form:


Echoes, Silence, Peace and Violence

Echoes, silence, peace and violence


All we need is peace, love and empathy.
All we have is war.
All we ever wanted was to be set free;
Still they keep us trapped inside these four walls.


Have a food fight with a butter knife;
The sound of bullet’s ricochet through streets with no name.
Life for today and sing with rage;
The super star is filled with hate.


Look at me up in the sky;
It’s so high up here now I have died.
Beautiful bullets in butterflies.
A soldier can never wear a peace symbol, 
Because that would not be right?


Down in the dumps, I decided to give up;
All they told us was lies, so we had to confront.
Burst your bubble with a lighting strike above my head;
If I end up dead and my remains remain silent, then do not forget.


Echoes and silence;
Peace and violence.
All I hear you saying,
Reverberates around a room with no sound,
So we cannot remain silent.


Stop the war; what do we need it for?
Stop the violence; all you need is love.
Same old faces out on tour;
Coming back in caskets, without their guns.


Governments lie as soldiers die;
This is our time to change their minds.
Peacefully protest against their war;
Power to the people, we can’t take it anymore.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Form:

My Say

Today is the day
That I have my say
Then go 'bout my merry way.

I stand arms open wide
Needing not to be denied
Nor myself shall I hide.

This is who I am
No meek mild lamb
Nor do I give a damn!

As this is just me
As I am meant to be
So just wait and see

As I find my way
My demons I slay
My fears he does allay.

My path is chosen
I am no longer frozen
Though I am supposin'

That there are those
That will surely oppose
To them, I thumb my nose!

This is my chosen path.
You do the math 
If not, feel my wrath.

This may be a sin
But I will grin
And not feel chagrin.

I no longer have a care
So please do be aware
I now have my Bear!
Form:

I Dreamed That I Was Darth Vader

(This is a fictional poem)

I went to bed last night and I had a strange dream.
It was amazing how real it seemed.
In the dream my limbs were cut off by a lightsaber.
Then my body got badly burned and I became Darth Vader.
I was dressed in black and I had the mask and cape.
I got robot limbs and I was evil and consumed by hate.
The good guys tried to shoot me but I deflected the shots from their guns.
By the end of the dream, the dark side won.
When I woke up, I was glad.
I couldn't believe the dream that I had.
In the dream I left many people dead.
That's the last time I'll watch Star Wars right before I go to bed.
Form:

Victorian Wonder Years

Duchess in her finery 
Duke in his chair
people wander round
looking without care


Taking airs and graces
talking with a plum
searching night for treason
drinking too much rum


Livery boy falls over
lady screams in fear
was that Queen Victoria 
leaving out the rear ?


Abused and mistreated
maid’s hurry about their toil
cooks in the kitchen
covered in grease and oil


Cats lay in the wicker
dogs are in the bins
orphan child gets sicker
rags don’t warm a sin


Waste flows through streets
rarely washed or swept
whores on the corner
working off her debt


Bible was the only book
church ruled the land
sometimes a dangerous place
to play your last hand


Grandmother reigned in glory
Hanover rulers stand
Victoria’s wonder years
played to a brass band
Form:

Miss!On

It’s my mission and I’ll go to battle
Combat the ideas of total destruction
Senseless statements cause desolation
Isolation and psychic depression
~Shake it off and see what’s missing…
Hear the Love of a Cosmic intention
It’s my mission and I’m here to mention
The story was twisted, shake it off and see
Growing in the Mind is a Cosmic Unity.

Mason told the Monk dressed as the Mayan
Put your eye in the sky and look to the Lion
Midsummer sun and we’ll see the day come
Put your Love on friend, there’s a fear undone
Stories will change, but then we’ll return.

Maya said to Mason who came as a Monk
Stories will be changed, but then we’re home.
Know the monK… there’s a peace to come.
© Izzy Gumbo  Create an image from this poem.
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