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SOLDIER OF BATTLES.. Steve Hudson
It started, in silence, in infancy; the eyes look beyond the darkness
To understand the sounds of rage, echoes of misunderstanding,
The beginnings of normalcy wrought with disturbance,
Bereavement for the loss of innocence and the first lesson learned.
The lines in ground becoming clearer.
The only thing that ever came easy for me is warring,
Not because I chose the ground, but because it chose me.
Here is your sword; here is your battle,
The field is endless and there is no turning back,
So find your heart and find your place among the ranks
You sojourn with.
You tell one another it will be okay, and that we will pull through,
But no one really knows.
Its only after our first encounter and mortal blow that we find some
Courage to face another foe.
The welcomed peace endured for a season, then skies darken
On eminent splayed horizons and shadowy realms of spirit
You try to make sense of the next wave of terror,
Taunted and vexed at every turn.
Your enemies take form in shapes of, what is true?
Wrestling, pondering among bloody concepts and the why.
Wounds received through fearful encounters take shape of scars,
Scars take shape of trusted moments carried through
Onslaughts of deception.
Fallen men on smoldering ground, tormented by hounds of confusion.
This is how it started, but not how it ended for you see,
There was One we found in heated skirmish
Battle hardened and sure footed, the spear and shield wielded
With skillful hands, He inspired confidence in us all.
On days we found respite, He sat with us and taught strategies in warfare,
The secrets to winning the hearts and minds of defeated bretheren.
The certainty and comfort in His eyes, told stories of ancient victories held.
A kingly stature though plain to view, never considered Himself better
Then the lowliest man I knew.
We asked about some of the scars He brandished,
“They are scars received from the greatest of man’s struggles,” He said,
He got them while defending the poorest of souls.
It was then we understood, it was of us He spoke.
So now we gladly fight for this One who became the captain of our heart,
We’ve learned from the truths that have pierced our very souls,
our greatest cause and reason to be.
A soldier of battles was He…
This is a message for my dear wife Linda
You left me much too early
Wanted to grow old together with you
But it wasn't to be sweet girlie
Snatched from me in the prime of our lives
Fairness didn't come into play
Only a few years left till our golden years
Suddenly my life's in disarray
Life has a way of coming up with surprises
Some are great, some hard to bear
Always held hope we'd always pull through
But life doesn't always play fair
So now I'm forced to roll with the punches
Dear Cathie has helped me through
Might not have made it, through this very sad time
If it wasn't for sweet loveable you
© Jack Ellison 2015
Forever forlorn my heart will be if she does not come soon
Burning emptiness staring into me as I look up to the moon
Days burning into longer nights, still my sadness grows
Love has but one reflection but too many faces it shows
Am I the only desolate soul to feel this lost inside?
Desiring how you envelop me, feelings I'll never hide
To be here forever is all that I'll ever ask from you
My life isn't complete until you realize how I'm true
Alone when we're together is where this used to be
Inside I was closing in my mind racing to run free
Struggling for every breath I close my eyes to see
I cannot allow you to be rooted any deeper into me
I will not turn away from what always will be infinite
The tones of who we have become will echo and resonate
By the time I figure this out my time will be too late
A loss I cannot prevent and must hand over to our fate
Know after everything, I am lost if we cannot pull through
As time pushes this forward my will feels powerless to you
Parody of Sixteen Going on Seventeen Reprise from the sound of music
I am sixty going on seventy
I’ve got a dicky heart
Surgeon’s been kind and relieved my mind
My ticker he can restart
But I wonder, should the worst happen
Will my life be the same
Energy low ,lost my libido
It’s driving me quite insane
Unfit to make love to my wife
Bereft of all my vim
Unless I brave the surgeon’s knife
Our future’s looking grim
Heart disease is now my enemy
I hope I will pull through
I am sixty if I reach seventy
I’ll need a pill of blue
Just give me a pill of blue
The Tune Of - - - Musicals - - - Part One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Natasha L Scragg
11/20/21
Light will eventually find its way
through the dark. No one lives in it
forever, so never give in to suicide
Just wait until the light comes out
It will find you in the dark
You are loved more than you'll ever know
And you are special, even though
you don't feel it. Never give in to suicide
It's not the answer. Refuse to let
your demons defeat you.
Let life breathe into your lungs.
It's not your time to go. Hang tough
You're stronger than you know
Life is still shaking its tambourine
for you. There's a lot of life to live!
Whatever you're going through, remember this...
Someone out there understands your pain
Someone out there lives in the same darkness
that you're living in now. But you eventually
see the light. Please be strong enough to wait!
Never give in to suicide. You can't escape
your misery without trapping those
you leave behind in the same cocoon.
Seek refuge in God when darkness
engulfs you; lean on friends and family.
There's no shame in seeking help
People care. They're more than willing
to help you pull through the hard times
Light will eventually find you in the dark
It's going to be alright.
Submitted for...
Strand Choice 3, Any Form, Any Theme Poetry Contest (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date: 01/22/2020
Date: 01/05/2020
Please tell me what happened to
The couple who would pull through
All the hard times with a talk
Now it seems like you just walk
Away from serious topics
I don't know when you just started
Keeping this bottled inside
Day after day I've always tried
To unlock the issues building
I just wish you would be willing
To sit down and tell me what
Is so wrong inside your gut
That you just refuse to tell
Allowing everything to swell
Up until you finally break
What is it going to take
Until you can confide in me
To end all this misery
You feel I shouldn't know
I want my trust to grow
And start getting back to when
You can sit near me again
And just talk alone for hours
As your wall is getting lower
Letting me inside once more
Never closing your hearts door
Pulling shadows to the sun,
Never could quite pull enough
Never could quite pull enough
Yeah, loves not good for everyone
Loves not good for every one
Your lies they tore me in two
You think it's easy without you
I'm still shaded by the guilt
Still hoping to pull ..through
As I’m pulling shadows to the sun
Hoping one day I’ll overcome
The pains your rays have killed in me
Still can’t see what you felt of me
Can’t see
Can’t see
Can’t see what you felt of me
Can’t see what you felt of me
And I’m pulling shadows to the sun
Never could quite pull enough
Never could quite pull enough
Sister, let me tell you something I think you need to know, I understand what it feels like, to wish that you could go. Away from all the heartache, and away from all the pain, hoping that the man you love, doesn't come home angry again. Scared to say the wrong thing? Worried what he might do? Knowing if there's anything wrong, it is taken out on you? Living in fear from day to day, is just no way to live, all they do is take and abuse, all the love you give. There is a really big difference, between true love and feeling sorry, all the "I love you" and "I need you baby"- just to make you worry. Love is not suppose to hurt, love doesn't call you names, love doesn't leave you sad and stressed, or play mental mind games. But also, let me tell you, there's something you can do, you're strong, you're a woman, and you can pull through. Love is earned by respect, and respect can't be earned by fear, you can't love what your afraid of, let me make that clear. Do it for your children, do it for yourself, end this chapter, close the book, and leave it on the shelf.
Linda, you gave me the confidence to be myself without apologizing.
Your kindness was most appreciated, especially without sermonizing.
You took care of my medical needs, and also my spiritual needs.
Your empathetic caring and kindnesses uplifted my depressed seeds.
I had never had a torn meniscus and a torn ACL before that day.
I was in shock, and hurt in every direction, every which way.
Your smiling presence and gentle ways helped me tolerate and stay.
In a hospital which actually made me feel quite sad and gray.
I did not appreciate you as much as I should have, I later found out.
On my third day there, I was given a different nurse, one with a snout.
She breathed too deeply her bumping-into-me stomach stuck way out.
Her manner irritated me greatly and made me want to shout and pout.
When you came back Monday, I wanted to give you a hug and a kiss.
I wanted to tell you how horrible was that other nurse, Little Miss Miss.
But when you told me she was your cousin, I was glad I did not do it.
But I am grateful for you my friend; your care helped me pull through it!
Oh, how our world has changed!
Our days are rearranged-
this quarantine exchanged
for freedom- so deranged.
How long- we do not know;
the peak will come to show
a curve- and then plateau-
at that, our hope may grow.
Oh, beautiful, spring days-
we're missing your bright blaze;
forsythia's gold sprays
and daffodil displays!
Our children rule us now-
to leave home, disallow.
They bring sundries and chow-
six feet apart allow.
If this could be a dream
a nightmare's ghoulish scheme,
we'd sure wake up agleam-
with joy, we'd dance and scream.
But, no- this nightmare's true;
together, we'll pull through.
But- many perished too!
We, quarantined, make do.
April 6, 2020
Premiere Contest: One On The Chin
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann