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I'm happy for you

I’m happy that you’ve found someone new
And that you learned not to walk on your toes
I’m glad that I can finally see you smile
And start to laugh uncontrolled

I’m sure you’re happy
I’m sure you feel free
And i can’t express how grateful I am
That the one by your side isn’t me

At one point we might’ve been a dream
We called ourselves friendship goals
But now I realize that we were just like our jeans
Bloodstained and filled with holes

When I walk by you in the hall
And you catch my eye with your hair
I no longer can hate you
And I no longer care. 

I gave you everything
And received nothing in return
So here I am, years later
With my lesson learned

I don’t need to pray
For people who understand
I’m not scared to see you
I don’t wring my hands

When you first left
I sat all alone
No one beside me
No place to call home

You took everything
My friends, my love, my trust
You shattered all my morals
And crushed the pieces into dust 

But then, with you gone
I started to climb 
Brick by brick i built myself up
And all it took was some time

All it took was the rest of the year
To start some friendships anew
Then, the next year, i never sat alone
And it felt like the hard times were through. 

As the years started to pass
You seldom crossed my mind
now I pass you every day
but there’s no urge to run and hide

I don’t know what to do when we meet
Because no part of me remains bitter
I’ve let go of the anger that i held close
After you treated my heart like litter

You never smile when I see you
I never frown when i meet your eyes.
It seems to me that our story is over
We meant it when we said goodbye.
Form: Quatrain


The Day That I Fell Down

They probed into my attic,
And were disturbed by what they found,
Accumulated years of cluttered thoughts,
And labeled me unsound.
They put me in a rubber room,
With chains upon my feet and hands,
They fed me pills to numb the roar,
And to kill my inner man.
The roar seemed to diminish,
I talked to flowers and to trees,
But somewhere along the way,
I lost the real me.
I look forward to my future,
But i really miss my past,
They tell me that im normal now,
Wonder if it will really last.
I remember who i was before,
They came to steal my brain,
Just a man whose heart was shattered,
Trying to deal silently with his pain.
I guess i didnt have the right,
To express my brokeness inside,
But theres no pill or institution,
That will make me run and hide.
I will always remember the good times,
I will treasure moments wrapped in love,
No matter what they think of me,
I'll always give thanks to God above.
I know one day he will rescue me,
And place on me a crown,
And he will wash from me the heartache,
Of the day that i fell down...
Form: Rhyme

I Know Deep Down Your Stronger Than That

Love is war but it’s worth the scar
Love is defined by who we are
Go after it with all of your might
See it to the end and never give up the fight

Don’t loose to fear or succumb to loves combat
I know deep down your stronger than that

Meet your opponent on the open field
Wear your heart on your sleeve as your own shield
Take them down don’t run and hide
Beat them off with your feelings from inside

Don’t loose to fear or succumb to loves combat
I know deep down your stronger than that

If your love is true fate will win at the end of the day
Your sweetheart will run to you in there own way
Why would you give up on the one you love
Defeat who ever stands in your way and thank god up above

Don’t loose to fear or succumb to loves combat
I know deep down your stronger than that
Form: Rhyme

I Need the Strength

I need the strength 
To walk out the door,
I don’t want to 
Love him anymore.

He stole my heart
And drank away my love,
I was so wrong to think
He was a blessing from above.

Where will the road go 
Without him by my side,
At night it’s my dreams 
Where I run and hide.

How can I ever 
Get pass this pain,
The thunder gets louder
With every drop of rain.

I remember the moments 
When he held me tight,
He kissed away my fears 
In the dark of the night.

Love is a raging river 
That continuously flows,
But it turns to ice
When the cold wind blows.

What will the tomorrows
Bring my way,
Why did my rainbow 
Suddenly turn gray.

I need the strength 
To walk out the door,
I don’t want to 
Love him anymore.

I gave him the heart 
Of my soul,
But the magic of love 
Never reached its goal.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Fugitive Cowboy

It was almost dusk when he rode into town
Looking for a saloon, his sorrows to drown
'Twas in that saloon a fight broke out
 And he had to punch a cowpoke in the mouth

The next day the posse came looking for him
Wanted dead or alive, his future looked dim
Or worse yet, and this is no lie
They would string him up and hang him high
But he lay low until they went away
Then he rode out of town the very next day

 He had killed a man in self defense
But the sheriff wanted him nonetheless
Wanted him to confess to the   crime
But he wasn't  fixing to do no time


He was an outlaw, riding from town to town
His six shooters at the ready, to let off  some  rounds
He was quick on the draw, his name was Sid
But he was better known as the two gun kid

Then one day in a crowded saloon
The sheriff walked in and spotted the kid
He told the kid to slap leather at high noon
Or  keep on going  and  run and hide
The two gun kid finished his drink
And obliged the sheriff  by stepping outside

The two men stood ready to draw
 A crowd had gathered to see the outlaw
Before the sheriff could reach for his gun
Two shots rang out, the sheriff fell down
Quicker on the draw was the fugitive named Sid
But he was better known as the two gun kid
                                   ~~~~
3 - 23 - 2013
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Beware

Beware of opportunists that come knocking under the guise of friendship. They're good at conveniently using the three magic words, "I love you," to take undue advantage of your genteel disposition. They are experts in hoodwinking you into granting them favors they don't plan on returning. You might have heard about or even known a soul, or two. Wolves in sheep's clothing who trick people into getting what they want. They know your weaknesses and waste no time using them against you. Once they get what they need, they run and hide. You're suddenly a strange face. When you're beset with misfortune and reach out for a helping hand, they scurry away like roaches when the light is switched on. Some hide in plain sight! You hang your faith on their promises only to see them ring hollow. Watch out for these con artists!

                                                             hidden in plain sight
                                                           beware of opportunists
                                                         wolves in sheep's clothing



Date written: 07/26/2020
Form: Haibun

Premium Member Orville C Cameron 1889-1914

Orville C. Cameron

1889-1914

Oh, such larks indeed.

Over at the State School pond,

Way back in the tuft of Eucalyptus shade,

We swam, we yelled, and we laughed.

We, the gang from lower Painter Street,

We, the tough boys with fists of brass!

We heckled, we jumped and we cursed,

The big boys from upper Newlin Street,

Those cowards with flowers for fists.

Ha! They thought we couldn’t stand.

They thought we would run and hide,

Here in this Dorland bone yard.

But we stood our ground that day,

That donnybrook day in 1905,

Way back, way back in the tuft of cypress shade,

Over by County Road and Hadley Street.

We boys, the tough boys, with kicks of iron!

Stabs of steel!

Our finest moment while alive,

My finest memory while dead.

So, how did I die you ask?

Sorry, but no response from me.

Just ask the Big Boys from upper Newlin Street,

Those cowards with flowers for fists.
Form: Epitaph

Forget Me Not and the Silver Prince

Forget Me Not and the Silver Prince
They loved to run and play
In the cold of winter time
This chilly snowy day

With mittens in a shade of red
And boots to match the same
They followed footprints in the snow
This was their favorite game

Running to the forest edge
They looked so deep inside
When footprints that they found instead
Had seemed to run and hide

For hours they still played this game
No heed they paid the cold
Forget Me Not began to cry
The Silver Prince so bold

Said, “Why now cry my little friend
In tears that come to freeze
A’ shimmering your bright red cheeks
As we gaze on the trees”

Forget Me Not then answered him
While shivering where she stood
“The trees,” she said. “They are all dead
No leaves do hold their wood”

The Silver Prince began to laugh
As snowflakes sat his eyes
To chuckle at the words she said
As snow fell from the skies

“My tiny friend, oh precious one
These trees are but asleep
If you would listen closely now
Their snores shall quell your weep”

Forget Me Not then listened
For in the forest roared
A gust of wind so chilling cold
Alas the trees had snored

“For it is every winter”
The Silver Prince did speak
“The trees they fall to slumbering
As through the cold they sleep”

She smiled like the sunrise
Beneath her golden hair
For this one fact that he had told
She sure was not aware

Returning to the castle
He took her by the hand
And whispered something in her ear
That she did understand

He told her that he loved her
And if she followed true
He’d teach her all she needs to know
Of everything he knew

From that day forth they wandered
She learned from all he said
But one thing true he whispered
Kept flowing through her head

Her heart was filled with laughter
Her eyes they shone so bright
Each day that they would run and play
Within the warm sunlight

When spring it now descended
New leaves upon the trees
Fresh flowers in the garden grew
A soft inviting breeze

For at this time she noticed
His words were not a lark
For every tree turned green again
Within their favorite park

And on this day she whispered
To him these words so true
The Silver Prince he smiled
She said, I love you too
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member God Reigns and the Son Shines-

And the weatherman says the media urologist 
God  reigns and the Son shines
O' our God reigns over the universe,
and His Son Jesus shines
In these trouble dreary times
Andy's unreasonable apocalyptic times
Come together be reasonable suffer not amongst yourself
Pray and believe for relief of your seasonal stress come out amongst yourselves lay down your sins come out of the rain
Rejoice and be blessed
Hell I say God reigns and The Son shines
And the people say God reigns and The Son shines
Believe it people he left this rainbow in the skies so colorful it flies
It is this abundant promise that he'll never harm us with discipline by water again
For we repent we shall no longer sink we shall swim
Just remember part of the promise
Forgot rains and the Sun shines
ABBA  FATHER Reigns as the Son Shines
So get up rise repent be a little light
For the world is so not fun
For we need to be radiant
We need to shine along with Jesus
Demons run and hide in their lair and darkness when 
We rise and shine as lights
For just like God the Father 
We will weather the storm 
We will reign and be like Jesus and  a shine forevermore

9/18/30
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

It Comes With a Price

I have always stood up for
Myself and my beliefs.
   I can be your enemy,
Or we can be thick as thieves.
 
   I speak what is on my mind,
I do things my way.
   Rarely am I quiet or shy,
I have things to say.

   I will not compromise things
Close to my heart.
   I will fess-up, I will 
Own my part.

   I won't be pushed around,
Or change my mind.
   I'm committed and
Loyal to the ties that bind.

   I have a lot of energy,
It's hard to douse my flame.
   I'm almost sixty, 
Still in the game.

   I face things head-on,
Won't run and hide.
   Face to face,
Our worlds collide.

   I always try to 
Play nice.
   Either way, it comes
With a price.

  Turbo1904 ?
Form: Rhyme

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