Long Reassure Poems
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I miss you so much
I long for your touch
I surrender to shadows
And the wicked wind blows
The wicked wind blows
I am working out without a doubt
I am walking God’s narrow route
You know what I’m talking about…
Don’t you dare make me sad or I’m out
You are caving in and I am taking off…
Don’t swim in shallow rivers without me near
You are braving your soul — are you driven enough
To the point of no return? I will have no fear
I will shed no tear
When you lash out at me
I will still love you, dear
Whenever you’re gone, I’ll be set free…
Free…free…free…
It is a pain-free reality
Without you here with me
I kissed you many times
I hugged you sometimes
I surrender to my reflection
I reassure myself you didn’t reject me with derision…
With derision…
I am working out without a doubt
I am walking God’s narrow route
You know what I’m talking about…
Don’t you dare make me sad or I’m out
You are caving in and I am taking off…
Do not swim in shallow rivers without me near
You are braving your soul and life is getting rough
To the point of no return, but I have no fear
I will shed no tear
When you lash out at me
I will still love you, dear
Whenever you are gone, I will be set free…
Free…free…free…
It is a pain-free reality
Without you here with me
I got pissed off the moment you left
I shot myself with insults and gave up all the rest
Of my high hopes…left for naught…
Of my high hopes…dying quite a lot…
Our doubts should also rot…
I will be lifting my head up high with the strength I got
I am working out without a doubt
I am walking God’s narrow route
You know what I’m talking about…
Don’t you dare make me sad or I’m out
You are caving in and I am taking off…
Do not swim in shallow rivers without me near
You are braving your soul till you grow tough
To the point of no return, but I have no fear
I will shed no tear
When you lash out at me
I will still love you, dear
Whenever you are gone, I will be set free…
Free…free…free…
It is a pain-free reality
Without you here with me
You are caving in and I am taking off,
Although I am missing you so much
I’m braving myself till I had enough,
Despite being in want of your touch
Thank you, God, for giving me people to love…
Friends and family sent from heaven above.
These are the ones who make my life worthwhile,
Leave me with a smile and encourage me to try.
Thank you, God, for giving me thoughts of love…
Kind and gentle feelings that are alive in my heart.
These are the tenderness’ that cause me to hope,
Remind me that I am loved and alive on the inside.
Thank you, God, for sending me so much true love…
Feelings that surround me with gentleness and warmth.
These are the whispers of serenity that I aspire to know,
Thrilling my senses with pure hope, faith and joy of heart.
Thank you, God, for delighting me with a sure love…
Senses that I know come from the heavenly realms.
These are the inspirations that entice me to always feel,
From the depths of my heart and soul, I am fulfilled.
Thank you, God, for sharing your light and true love…
Thoughts that reassure me that I am always fully blessed.
These are the wisdoms that enrich my heart and soul,
Teach me to always know that I feel pure and honest love.
Thank you, God, for revealing to me Your sweet love…
Beliefs that sustain me through the good and the bad.
These are the joys that inspire me to give from the heart,
All that I am and all that I have… sincere, joyful thoughts.
Thank you, God, for exciting me with hopes for forever love…
That gives without any conditions and always lives inside me.
These are the views that send me to the heart of the matter,
Willing to give my very best to make another’s heart feel better.
Like the oak, standing tall
Among the pines and juniper trees,
She remains strong – never releasing a tear,
Always prepared to reassure her kids,
Sooth and encourage, whisper
Hope into the prayers that will not fade,
Prayers for the moments – one at a time,
The passage of a life, the passing of light
She only cries after the sun has departed
And her heart remembers – his light
Touching her soul, a soft glow
Inspiring her to hope, to know
The embrace of kindness, the gentling
Inspiring her love – so much love
Where does it go now that he’s gone?
Into a song, she sings softly – steady
Like the oak, still focused on being strong
Promising the dreams to keep believing,
Promising the world to keep on singing.
She is her own version of motivation,
The wonder of a blazing flame – never afraid,
Here on earth, her heart still beats in spite of the pain,
The ache that trembles down her spine
And drives out the dream where they were one,
Two hearts, two souls, clinging to the past
Regretting the losses and remembering the joys
Delighting in the moments, the tenderness
The life they designed with sensitivity to the light
Light that comes to life in the heart who sees
Through the darkest shadows, into the rays of pure
Grace, pure faith, pure love that eclipses
Every darkness with its breathless promise …
To love without regretting, never forgetting
Once upon a time, he was here
Alive, telling of the light – revealing the elation
That comes from listening to the voice
That tender voice falling from heaven, where
He is now alive with the angels –
Yes, he is with the angels… and she is smiling
Through the tears that remember him,
Forever with her – in spirit, forever she remembers
His light pouring out love over her spirit,
Love like a whisper, intense yet gentle, the softest
Disclosure of serenity so sincere and endlessly
Echoing in her mind, her heart, her spirit …
Like the oak, standing tall through it all,
Only the dewlike tears of night
Remind her that she’s still merely a pine…
All soft inside
We come into this world, just inklings of the people
We will one day be, little lights – like stars
Reflecting what God has for us, so many possibilities
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
Will we light up the world with our smiles?
Will we throw caution to the wind with our visions?
Will we send joy into the broken and the maimed?
Will we destroy the darkness with our gentle?
We come, hoping to grow into our purpose
Find the meaning, the reason, the intention
We come, without expectation for perfection
Knowing we’ll mess up, make the wrong choice
We come, knowing the angels are watching,
Ever revealing the light at the edge of each shadow
The abundance of a love that lasts throughout forever
Reminding us why we are here, and things come together,
Assuring our souls that we’ll know the One who silences
All the fears living inside of us…. Yes, we come into this world, unknowing spirits
who’re told by the One who created us to show the world
That love is real… and He sent us to reassure – He is ever near!
In realms of dreams, where beauty finds its grace,
A vision forms, adorned with every trace.
The perfect woman, beyond mortal sight,
Inscribed in verses, her essence taking flight.
Her eyes, twin mirrors of celestial skies,
Hold tales of wisdom, love, and mysteries.
With every glance, compassion gently weaves,
Embracing hearts, a solace she achieves.
Her smile, a beacon, radiant and pure,
Illuminates souls, all pain to reassure.
A crescent curve, where happiness resides,
Inviting joy to bloom as love abides.
Her voice, a symphony, a melodic stream,
Whispering truths, like whispers in a dream.
A gentle cadence, serenading ears,
Enchanting melodies, dispelling fears.
Her touch, a tender breeze upon the skin,
Bestowing solace, soothing storms within.
A healing caress, a warmth that can embrace,
Infusing strength, with kindness interlaced.
Her mind, a tapestry of vibrant hues,
Where intellect and grace forever fuse.
A seeker of knowledge, forever learning,
Inspiring others with the fire burning.
Her heart, a vessel overflowing wide,
With empathy and love, a constant tide.
She nurtures spirits with compassion's art,
Embracing souls, igniting love's restart.
Her strength, a fortress, resolute and strong,
Defying odds, enduring all that's wrong.
Yet humble still, with grace and poise held high,
She conquers challenges, refusing to comply.
The perfect woman, a symphony complete,
A masterpiece of virtues, rare and sweet.
She dwells within us all, a timeless flame,
Unveiling beauty as we call her name.
For perfect women, as they truly shine,
Reside within, in hearts and souls divine.
Let's celebrate their essence, ever true,
For perfect women, they encompass you.
My daughter who was then, just about seven.
The sun had just settled softlty in the Pacific.
We were in Ghiradelli Square, a joyful place,as is heaven.
Into an elevator we went so sparkling clean and spiffy terrific!
It was an elevator with walls of shiniest metal.
I pressed the command button, to take us merrily down!
Alas, the brightly lit buttons, did not work as itheu should.
Its tall, chrome doors shut, but the elevatotr refused to move?
How I frowned!!
Aha! But not to fret, I was intelligent enough to recall….
And reassure sweet Elena, that I would find a way out.
With lightning speed, I recalled the phone on the wall.
And so I could call and smoothly we’d be safe and let out!
My heart filled with joy, to that phone, I hustled posthaste.
I prayed, oh, please, let some Angels be very near.
But finding out the panel was dead, my heart sunk to my waist!
Suddenly, a knock on the door, help had arrined, Elena and I
gave three cheers!!
1/30/2024
A regiment of sunflower golden disks
Turns heads
Assembled all summer for the daily
Love ambush
Upon the five o’clock rush
At the I-496 interchange
Home
Of pizza joints hotels and gas pumps
Who had the last laugh?
To plant in the highway construction zone with public money
This patch of bumblebee bonnets?
Whoever you are you restored my faith
Now
Under the October sky that’s held no sun
Not even for a single day
A type of autumn jewelry robbery
The crumpled sunflowers
Give up and fall face-first into the mud
Get back on one knee
With a wonder if any soul ever did see
Their trance upon the shining orb’s
Coming and going?
Yes, yes I did! Every exhausting end of the day!
I want to park my car on the ecliptic ramp
Fall from my tires and bend with the dying flowers
Faceless all of us
Reassure ourselves
Light is still up there somewhere traveling
Hidden as it is
Like another light perpetually cycling
From root to heart to crown
Earth to forest seas to heaven
The sun abound again and again.
tread on! move on! in this life’s caravan,
unending trail of life from dusk to dawn!
pass skeletons in sand from days of yore,
sand has blown over, past footprints are gone
man with limp walks to meet destiny’s chore,
further he walks further the distance more,
trivial his rewards for journey he takes,
when death beckons all ends on zero score!
why take such a journey past eddy lakes?
through hurricanes and thunder when earth shakes,
the lure of unknown like fly to a lamp,
who can tell them of their pointless mistakes?
the weaving desert like slow moving ramp,
worn out camels stomping to distant camp,
with thirst to quench, in quest of needed rest,
joys of living traded to earn money stamps.
folly of growing wants, desire for best,
under billion stars where soul is a guest,
enamoured by body, life is lead astray,
voices of prophets lost in sweeping dust!
silhouettes of pretty maidens to music sway,
remedy for heartache, is lust for her clay,
the breath in synchrony with flow of wine,
passions swing past as night ends in day!
in pavilion of ignorance, wise resign,
on the carcass of wisdom, fools may dine,
truth is buried, shrouded in black silk drape,
where dance of the devil and lies combine!
the truth is somewhere deep within that grape,
that helps dreaming mind from falsehood escape,
in silver cup of fortitude pour some wine,
and kill the myth, give reality new shape!
in the warmth of fire where embers shine,
where greed plays havoc with cries of mine, mine!
pour them the taste of that fermented potion,
to awaken their soul to bring them in line!
in tented tavern amidst commotion,
truth frozen, but untruth is in fashion,
I feel your lips on my lips to reassure,
lips of damsel wine that brings elation!
I see the coloured glasses glitter pure,
jingle of anklets on bodies demure,
dancing to please insolence and wealth,
calamity, disease, pretences sans cure.
pour me a cup so I can drink to health,
to bemoan the tale of truth lost in stealth,
in flow of wine there is freedom of breath,
liberation of truth, from deep underneath!
Tamam shud!( original ending of Rubaiyat) means
all clear or the end!!
Based on Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat
Written 12/11/2021
something small almost imperceptible is crawling across the porch
I have to get closer to see it; it is a tiny bug, so small it has no color
I wonder if my dogs have noticed; but they are asleep, not caring
leaves of my lilac tree capture my attention next; they seem to shimmer.
a different color on the back, kind of a silver sheen.
a tiny wren or sparrow flies downward; this interests me.
Birds usually fly up, unless there is rain water to dabble in.
This one landed on the edge of the cat door and promptly went inside.
Does she have a nest in my garage? This was curious.
She went in that flap as if it was her flap.
there is a whoo whoo whoo sound now
an owl in the afternoon? My ears struggle to hear.
Yes, it is an owl. In the day time? They are nocturnal!
Whoo Whoo Whoo; a third call.
This was remarkable.
A large shadow of a raptor brings my eyes skyward.
It is huge, black, a turkey buzzard?
Now there are two, now three, my final count is six.
They are circling above the marsh. Is there something dead?
I shudder.
One of my dogs is having a daymare. He is shuddering.
I lean down and pat him a bit, to reassure him.
I feel like my brain is always plotting in secret
As though I don't know
Like, it has a whiteboard up somewhere
in a vortex like corner, where it knows I can't go. Scheduling meetings without sending me an invitation to respond yes or no
They take place when my brain thinks I'm not paying attention, but I know.
It's planning my demise, solo. It's been doing so, For quite a bit of time.
I recognize this,
as I map out the blueprints it has created with my mind
It's diabolical the lengths in which I am willing to go
to help myself find
more reasons to put myself down
Time after time
To reassure my mind that
I'm going to fail because I do all the time
At least to me in my mind
It's crazy
How this brain sometimes does not feel like mine
I try and control it
But it goes into auto pilot and
I am no longer the pilot flying,
80-90% of the time
we are falling
Don't worry, I'm always fine
Catch myself playing a role
That was designed by me but isn't mine
It's a past character I have no use for
It was useful during a certain time
But these positions my brain continues to assign are no longer roles that suit me in this state of mind
These brains we have
Are weapons
forged over time
We were not born defenseless
We have been scheming and plotting since we left the womb and assumed life outside
Our brains have the power to override information that has no space in this current time
But we have to be aware in the moment it is happening in that very time.
How the heck can I catch my brain slip
When I am constantly 5 steps behind
You can't, and that's what I learned
You literally have to drop in on meetings and share new words
Stop raising your hand,
it's time to take your damn turn
Send a memo out to the crew
We have
Extended the renovation time
An internal renovation,
For you.