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When he went away, leaving her that day,
She thought her heart would betray…
The way it hurt, the way she wanted him to stay.
When love meant to last all lifelong, like a song,
Joyful and full, then lost in the dark, so wrong,
Leaving her alone and afraid, after he’d strung her along.
When doubts filled her up, after their breakup,
She felt like she’d fallen and would never getup,
Like she’d collapsed and so needed a pick-me-up.
When he ended what they had, it was just so sad,
Like she’d lost the best there was, all the glad,
While life moved on, she was lost, nearly mad.
When time passed, though, her heart would outlast,
All the pain and grief, finding solace at long last,
With the knowledge that her healing would holdfast.
When life beats you down, remember you won’t drown,
In the faded waters of defeat, the darkness all around…
You will find your reprieve after the heart’s meltdown.
When heartbreak has had her say, all you can do is pray,
For the time when love comes back to you, to stay…
Washing away the tears with a light that won’t fadeaway.
Tell Me, Who Do You Say That I Am
You are messiah, the savior of man
one of three, who protects every lamb
you gave us life, with your blood and each scar
God the Son, that’s exactly who you are
you are my friend whom I love with my heart
you’re the reason that I don’t fall apart
you pick me up each time that I fall
the King of Kings, you are Lord of all
Prince of Peace, you’re the bread of life
you saved the souls of my children and wife
you are the one I have always adored
you are Jesus, my Savior and Lord
5/4/2021
Tell Me, Who Do You Say That I Am Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
I have a kitty so cute and she is stuck to me like glue,
where I go she thinks that she must come too;
she follows me to the garbage and laundry room each day,
and we walk around the building and outside on a leash (her not me).
She loves to roll on the grass and smell flowers and will not run away,
'cause she is stuck to me like glue, like glue, she is stuck;
while watching TV, or at the computer or in the bathroom she is with me,
and she helps me water the plants only taking a few bites.
But, does not help with housework- she hates it and hides under the bed,
she greets all people at the door with a sweet but loud MEOW;
saying you may pet my head and scratch my chin but don't pick me up,
and she will follow them- Oh, be careful she does not drink your tea, I warn.
When frightened she is stuck to me like glue for she is afraid of thunder,
and fireworks (me too !) Oh, I have to be careful I don't trip over her;
and she brings all of her toys to me when I am sleeping at night,
I wake to squeaky mice, balls and a sleeping kitty stuck to me like glue !
Sometimes I wish I could pick up the sun
and be the son my dad wants
For he sees in me a light
While in me it's dark as night
Cause I've got things of my own
Battles I'm fighting in within
Fighting things not of my own,
own doing cause I've always been in
Been in between jobs to try and find me
Trying to be my own man for me
Cause I want to be just like dad,
have my own thing just like the way I saw dad
And maybe I'm afraid to let him down
That's why I always try and pick up the sun
Cause whenever the sun goes down
I understand why my dad, would pick me up, his son
Cause he doesn't want me to get lost in the darkness
For the world has already consumed itself and its greatness,
greatness leaking to souls that have mouth wide open
Cause they're hungry for the worldly things of which they receive arms open
The PO£T
Summer resplendent sun glowing
in the photosynthesis of viridescent grass.
Waving blades like long fingers flowing,
the sudden sighing gusts come and pass.
The field lives palpable in the anamnesis.
I step through the Queen Anne’s lace,
I lay down on dense turf, where distress decreases,
Sun of repose wrings out pain, leaving no trace.
The field uncut, surrounded by trees,
shooshing wind mixes only with the hum of bees.
Lazy, balmy, timeless afternoon, grasshoppers leap.
Musty grass inhaled. I doze and fall asleep.
The field dandelions release seeds like cotton
floating on nuzzling breeze, landing, then begotten.
Burrowing moles hunt earthworms under soil.
Nests and mounds, why do ants tirelessly toil?
Toad hops by, pausing, inspecting for insects.
Sioux Nation meadowlarks sing of friendship
from the nearby woodland intersects.
Love by dissolving into field, my ritual worship.
At cool dusk, I awaken to cricket chitter.
Night’s canopy of cosmos is without dimension,
measureless. I am free and joyous in star glitter.
I merge with field habitat, awakening all sensations.
Published: Pick Me Up Poetry 10/22
Accepted for Publication, 11/2023: PoetrySoup Anthology Vol. III
Reflections on the Important Things
Take me beat me and mold me
I am yours to do with what you wish
No matter what you do with me
I am still considered quite a dish.
I can modify your hardness
I can let you know when to boil
I can conduct a heat in you
And I will never let you spoil.
I don’t react harshly, if you get me moist and wet
You’ll still love me in the morning, on that I think I’ll bet
I will still be malleable, no matter what you do
You can beat me to transparency, and yes you see right through.
I am a bright yellow colour, with a lustre some would die for
Keeping me in good condition, would never become a chore
If you really wanted to, you can put me in your mouth
I can even adorn your body parts, North, West, East and South…
I don’t react to an acid tongue, except those that are vitriolic
But you can dissolve me with the acid, called nitro hydrochloric.
You can pour me when I’m so very hot too hot for you to play
Then you can finger me when I am cool, and play with me all day
You can eat off me, or with me, the choice will be yours
They say I came from outer space, in fact in meteors
But one thing I will say I don’t wear out or lose my lustre, it is told
So if you pick me up treat me well, I am you little nugget of gold.
© 14/12/2012
Some say Heaven
Is just a myth
While many others
Know it's really lifes greatest gift
I come to sit in the back pew
Every Sunday at 9
Tithing in hope, in hope I can find
A little bit of pick me up, in this
World that's gone wrong
So tell me..
What will I lose, even if I'm wrong
If the good book wasn't written
How would a man atone
And I'll admit I'm a sinner, in this
World full of sin
I can't imagine
Giving up my only son
To have him shed his blood
Even if it's for eternal love
Seems I have all kind of friends
Who say I'm wasting my time
Praying to some fictional guy
But I know hell is compelled to make
Me think that I'm wrong
So tell me..
What will I lose, even if I'm wrong
If the good book wasn't written
How would a man atone
And I'll admit I'm a sinner, in this
World full of sin
If the good book isn't right
At least I'll live a life
In a way I can hang my hat on
So let me ask you, what do I have to lose
Even if I'm wrong
Live the way you want too
But what will I lose... even if I'm wrong
Your love is my drug
You're the pills
That gives me peace
When my heart is in pieces
You're the fantasy
That gives me ecstasy
You're my anchor
When I'm down
You pick me up
When everyone neglects.
Your love is my drug
You're my map to the top
You always correct
My wrongs
Putting me in awe
You're my ally
You stimulate my nerves
Whenever I'm down cast.
Your love is my drug
I'm intoxicated by your love
I can't live a moment without you
When you're not here
I'm always inactive
You're my muse
You connect my fuse to positivity
You give me the ability to be productive.
If I tell her I love her she belongs to God
God is our Father we belong to God
If I tell our Father I love her I love her so
And in God all things our love that are possible
If I tell her I need her I belong to God
If she tells me she's only for God I still love her
If by chance I fail, I fell He will pick me up, for us
By the grace and mercies of God that I am such
MY ELOHIM LOVE VERSE FOR HER-
Selah
I love for her is taylor made I am birthed
created with a purpose, to worship
Worship Him in spirit and Truth I speak forth life
The love I have for her is from Jesus
For I see the inside of her is God and He sees both our hearts
Be it Worthy in Him I'm worthy our life should be covenant and not set apart
MY ELOHIM LOVE VERSE FOR HER-
Hallelujah
8/30/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
(Vessel of Light)
Oh
Christ
My Lord
Love you so
More than I can
Ever say with words
Thanks for saving
Soul from hell
Thanks for
All
Thanks for all You've done
You are really light of this world
You've taught me how to climb mountain
Shown me that with you nothing is impossible
That with you by my side I have nothing to fear
You're always there to pick me up when I fall
You know what's in heart,from you,I can't hide
When I cry You're there to wipe all my tears
When I'm sad and lonely you're there with me
I know for sure in you I can always trust
When in need I just pray and you listen
You're full of love and compassion
You bring me love and peace
You've delivered my soul
With you I have it all
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
aka ladylove
copyright@2014
December,02,2014
"Vessel of Light" is a poetry form, created by Dorian Petersen Potter, on June,17,2010.