Long Realizes Poems
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An old house proudly on top of a hill
Shutters open letting in the winter chill
A big wide bay window lets in the light
Bright Red Curtains can close out the night
Inside the window there is a seat so as to sit and stare
And gaze out at the view that’s available there
She sits there daily till the Postman passes
A stout young man who wears horned rimmed glasses
Who always waves and gives her a smile
As he wends his way for many a mile
She’s waiting for news of her true loves fate
The one that waved good bye at the Garden Gate
As he went off to war for King and country
Disappearing from view as he passed the old Plum Tree
To fight in a war so far very away
Will he ever return she thinks to herself every day
The thought of him having left her all alone makes her sad
Now she feels that she may lose everything they had
They are so much in love and now to be separated like this
All she has are memories of their last kiss
So that’s why she sits in her Window Seat
Looking so pretty in her dress so neat
Awaiting the words that will bring her joy
That he’s coming home to her and their little boy
Tommy is only five years old
And only knows what he has been told
That his daddy has gone off to war far away
But hopefully he will return some day
His mother Alice tries her best
To raise him right shield him from all the rest
Now she sits for today’s post
Until it arrives she does the most
To keep Tommy amused and off to school each day
And has done so each and every day
Suddenly she sees the postman approaching near
Suddenly her heart is filled with fear
Will he bring news of her love so dear
He hands her a letter marked confidential from the war department
And inside is news of her one true love that makes her feel content
Her one true love is coming home in a few days
The war is over he has survived the letter says
The postman realizes it must be good news at last
Now all her troubles may now be in the past
He has a wide smile and bids her goodbye
And travels on his merry way with a lasting sigh
Whistling a tune as he goes out of sight
Alice is back in her window seat the future looking bright
All well that ends well but she appreciates how lucky she is
They will be together again free to live in bliss
Trees are alive. I have eyes. We look at "Trees" as we ride or walk by. Trees seem to have "Eyes". Does that"Tree" see you when you water it or touch it or when you cut it down to try to rebuild your home town? "Trees are "Alive"."Trees " will survive,and do survive,and "Trees " help keep those on this "Earth Alive"! I lye between my womans "Thighs when I look her in her beautiful "Eyes". Trees have always sheltered us: We who are "Humans"Animals,insects,birds,and those that live in the "Trees"would be "Dead"and in their "Graves"without "The Creator" who "Created "The Tree" that has given "Shelter"to us all to include you and me.Where would you and me be without the bush branch,and the "TREE"?The "Tree Of Life" is all right ,because it has been extended to you and me,and that is why we have not found ""The Eyes" that exist in a "TREE"!Does the "Trees and Bushes have "Eyes" that we have not "Discovered Yet"? I am a "Scientist"and a Poet"who realizes that all is not known by man or any life form." The Corona Virus " has caused a "Hell Storm" and is doing serious harm!!! Do "Trees and Bushes" see us when we walk by? We need to discover where "Trees and Bushes and Plants" have a seeing "Eye". Do the roots of a "TREE" see us when we are buried and in our graves?We who are logical realize that "Trees" mainly grow in "The Ground" that we walk on and stays "Together",and helps us overcome stormy unpredictable weather in our days here on earth. "Where did "GOD" put "The Eyes" on "The Trees"? That baffels me"! God gave "Creatures Eyes" so that we can see! Is a "Tree" a "Creature",or something without eyes that can see?Echo Location is in a "Tree". Is that how a "Tree" can see"?I see the "TREE". Does the "TREE" see me? Where did "GOD" put the "EYES" on the "TREE"?Sometimes "The Lord God Almighty" tickels me",because I really think that a "Tree" can "SEE". There is "Someone" who knows what goes on "Behind Closed Doors". Can "Plants" really see"? That is a "Mystery".It is a "Plants Eyes" that we cannot see,and have not discovered,above or below ground as the sun comes shinning down: It is "The Tree" or Plants Eyes that we cannot see: Look at a "Tree". It looks at you and me,and at "Eternity". It is bound in "GOD'S Earth" for the "Eternity that it sees and does see where it wants to be! Happy Eternally.Amen In Jesus Name I Pray.
The land lies
Chilled and stilled.
Whether flatlands
Or rolling hills.
Damp, cold, and alone;
She doesn't feel at home.
It's hard to feel at home
Where warmth and purpose seem
To be in decline or have departed.
The land knows that she was made to yield;
To yield grain, nuts, fruits, and vegetables.
But when she gives pause and thought,
She realizes that she's right at home.
She surrenders herself to a state of rest,
And when thought upon, she no longer feels
Bored and alone, but very much at home.
She becomes pleased that yesterday's yields
Are being utilized and feasted upon. So, she
Reclines and anticipates the yields of Spring.
She can't wait for the sprouting seeds and blossoming
trees. But until then, the lifeline of the land's present
season will thrive on patience, trust, sleep, and anticipation.
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Severely real, the harsh words
quietly unknown, silently weeps
the flame, the same games
sorrows as one cries
beneath the pain
laying foundations
the hurts in disguises
only not realizes
in the picture
as the view seems so real
not understanding, nor knowing
the real deal
the grief, undercover through a thick cloud
darkness sets in
no light to be found
a silent cry
scene beautiful spoken
the hurt and pain
through sorrows, with called names
whispering pain
fame, gold, richest
extravagant jewels
making up with flowers
as all things renewals
the end result
no more pain
Glory, the light, came.
That barefoot girl runs on the smooth, red sand as a gazelle in the wild,
she hears terrifying screams coming from the shore while the surf arises:
is somebody about to drown? There are no safeguards
watching from their posts, it's after closing time!
Her pale face shows panic, but is that her child?
There are some people on the beach, the Seaside's distant bells chime...
hardly anyone had paid attention to the peaceful surroundings
being occupied with their thoughts of contemplation on dreams;
seagulls gathered on rocks, take flight seeing her coming:
she starts shouting, " Call an ambulance! The child is drowning! "
Everybody realizes the seriousness of the matter,
and as if in an act of prayer, their gaze wanders far...
reaching the fearless swimmer fighting off waves, searching hard;
and with great stamina and strong will of mind, she will not be afraid!
Her kindness is a love that will save any life experiencing extreme dire;
it's the most difficult challenge she faces and will remember a lifetime!
Entered in Eve Roper's contest,
" Oil Paintings 4 & 5 "
My Pick: Oil Painting # 2
Each step I take along the way is more than I can endure
and every curve in the lonesome road becomes a detour
back to you because movin' on is somethin' I just can't do,
not if movin' on means no longer will I be with you
I can't explain what I hear when you don't say a thing
But my heart dances to every word of the songs you sing
I feel an ache so bittersweet when with a ragged breath
I whisper and you're not here. Juliet dies another death
I can't rewrite history, but if I could I'd steal time from stars
All I can do is pencil in, "I loved you" on pages of memoirs
When dying embers of us become ash without a spark
I'll be lost without love in my life, wandering in the dark
Emptiness is a painful emotion no dictionary can explain
A chorus of 'What could've beens' I'll echo in sad refrain.
But what can I possibly say to console my broken heart
when it realizes that we're no longer just fingertips apart?
She stares deeply into your soul as you slowly exhale.
Calmly you feel her presences of life enter in as you inhale.
Breath becomes a wonder as the cold illuminates its mist.
You gasp inwardly as your heart is overwhelmed by a kiss.
The cuddling warmth of her brings in tender thoughts.
Her rhythmic breathing brings fast palpitations to your heart.
She rises and stares deeply into your eyes with gentleness.
You exhale with excitement in loving hugs and a tender caress.
Oh, the joyful magic of Love has enchanted your flaming soul.
As your heart then realizes that her flame has made you whole.
She tightens her embrace feeling her profound flame enter in.
You know with your soul mate of life will breathlessly begin.
When a man goes on a date with four women
one being his wife-who sits by his side
he realizes almost immediately…
he’s in for a wonderful ride.
When a man goes on a date with four women
he is thrilled, he is quiet…he’s reserved
and he realizes almost immediately
how much wonder there is to observe.
And how much time he has to observe it
(I imagine this is true in the north, in the east, west and south)
because when a man goes on a date with four women
he never gets a chance to open his mouth!
So he smiles to himself because he knows
when this day is done…and in his memory long after
he’ll remember their stories, the look on their faces
he’ll remember their smiles and laughter.
He’ll remember how the moments seemed to flow easily
one into the next…
how they blend.
He’ll remember what it’s like to be sitting
in the midst of a circle of friends…
He imagines it’s like sitting in a garden
and he loses track of the minutes and hours
refreshed by the breeze that is born of good friends
surrounded by the beauty of flowers.
Yes, when a man goes on a date with four women
and one of them happens to be his wife
along the way he realizes not only is this a wonderful ride
but it’s part of a wonderful life.
In the vast universe of crowd around
One forgets to feel his own presence and charm
Everything else seem so perfect and impeccable
One does not value his own potential and worth
But,when one realizes his inner self
He understands his soul and worth
He starts to love himself
Fearing no lies and betrayal
Though the world is full of lies and fallacies
The inner self knows,what he is
No one can fool him with a fake smile
Once he follows the path of wisdom
In solitude, one feels his value
Understanding, what he seeks
Loving thyself is the greatest feeling
The worth of which,nobody can rate
When one understands his thoughts and beliefs
He knows,what he actually needs
The emotions and feelings that the heart holds
In search of inner self, one can know
One understands what he believes and why
Does not need any approval from others to survive...
As the young lioness dreams, she does not see hope for her future. The constitution has made up her life in her past. The lighting will echo over the dissociation of her life. Abode she sees written in the clouds above the sensual land. As she awake she realizes it has all been just a dream.
7/8/2019