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Premium Member MY LOVE

I’m finding it very difficult of late…
to keep love in my heart…when I’m surrounded by so much hate.

And therein lies the evil…the malevolence of hate….
It’s sole purpose is to trample love…as more hate it generates.

But I’m determined not to let that happen to me!
Determined that hate will never be my fate!
And I will continue to love in life…everything you haters hate.

I will do my best to love every person as each day begins…
no matter their sex, their gender, their religion…or the color of their skin.

I shall always love diversity…and the beautiful way our varied lives have intertwined.
I will love you and whatever letter or label you give yourself as long as you are kind.

I will love the Earth and all her creations…
as much as I love any woman, child or man….
and I pledge to treat you all with kindness and respect
and walk as gently and as softly around you as I can.

I don’t love our history…but I know we must study the mistakes we’ve made
who we were and where we’ve been….
If we don’t, as witnessed in this day and age,
we will make those same mistakes again.

You may call me names…turn your hate on me….
but your hate-speech will never make this country great…
and it will never stop me from loving all the many things you hate.

Besides…there is twist to your hate 
that I find i quite ironically clever
Because of all your hate 
there are so many people in this world
who need my love now….more than ever
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Rise again

Within the depths of my soul
Lies unbearable pain
The type of pain no one would want to feel
Plus, this heart of mine carries a heavy load
That at times, I just want to explode
What can I do?
But cry uncontrollably 
Until my tears become a sea

There's nothing I would not do
Than to rise again
And turn back the hands of time
When I was full of life
Still, I don't understand why
I'm not the same person I used to be
Back in the days when I was firm and strong
And completely stress-free

How I remember those times
Walking with my head held high
Now, in this day and age
All I do is keep my head down
Drown in self-pity and give in to sadness
It seems like a never-ending cycle
But despite the suffering I face on a daily basis
I will fight until I conquer and rise again.

Premium Member Fifty-Eight Years Today!

Today is a very special day in my contented life.
I've been married 58 years to the very same wife!
I reckon some folks think that incredible in this day and age,
'Specially since fleeting relationships seem to be all the rage!

At Perrin Air Force Base in Texas was where we were hitched.
From that blissful day 'til now my life has been enriched!
We've had our share of laughter, tears and the vicissitudes of life,
But we vowed we'd always see it through as caring man and wife!

We were blessed with three precious kids who brought us so much joy,
Though we were saddened at the loss of Mark, our darling baby boy.
We were further blessed with 6 grandkids and 3 greats who bring us pleasure.
Though I possess little of this world's pelf, I consider each of them my treasure!

My dear Vera was so supportive as I pursued my military career.
She served her nation as well as we moved about this wonderous sphere!
Looking forward to the next assignment, she was always full of cheer.
Lord knows I couldn't have done it without her - she was always near!

I've been honored with many laurels, titles and certificates to be had,
But the titles I cherish the most are husband, grandfather and dad!
When I reach the end of the trail and will have completed my earthly quest,
With my very last breath I can thankfully say, I was truly, truly blessed!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© 12 October 2010 All Rights Reserved
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Infatuation

In this day and age, it's a rare occurrence
To have feelings so deep that it hurts
People are absorbed in their own little world
Showing love, they often avert

There's no greater feeling that's ever existed
Than the love of another human being
To be so infatuated that you can't think straight
The feelings that make our hearts sing

You can actually go through an entire lifetime
And never know this feeling divine
A glorious feeling of happiness and contentment
It can only be described as sublime

It can lift your spirits on the darkest of days
It helps you get through life's storms
A beacon of light through those overcast skies
Nothing else can create such a warmth

So show your loved ones every single day
They give us reason to smile
This existence with all of its ups and downs
We're all only here for a while
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Lawless

A law-abiding citizen is
One who keeps the law.
There are many of them,
Of this, I am sure.

Sadly there are others,
Who live a life of crime,
Conning and conniving,
And never serving time.

Why does this happen?
How does this come about?
Law-abiding people,
Find it hard to work out.

People in high places,
Often get off scot-free,
Why are there no rules for them,
But strict rules for you and me.

Lawyers have a responsibility,
To follow the letter of the law,
Not looking for gratuities,
As the offender walks out of the door,

Footloose and fancy-free,
Confident in his next court case,
He will win as easily.
What sort of world do we live in

When we cannot trust the law,
Filled with war crimes and sin.
What do we employ Lawyers for
In this day and age,

People cannot stand much more,
It's time to turn the page,
It's time that crooked lawyers
Become a thing of the past.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member More Ups Than Downs

Life has many ups and downs
Personally more ups than downs
A happy long life with many more years
A bunch more smiles than frowns

Surely one of the fortunate ones
The genes were a very huge factor
Ten kids and us at a baseball game
In the bleachers, we had our own sector

Nine were girls and then li'l ole me
The talk of our little old burg
The Ellison's have finally produced a boy
Biggest news our town had heard

Dancing in the streets, parties all night
A celebrity at a tender young age
Predicted to be spoiled with all those girls
To fawn over this sweet wee babe

Turned out sweet, a stunning specimen
Can still bring it at seventy-eight!
It's getting tougher and tougher, though
Can't handle any more on my plate!

Well that's my life in a nutshell, my friends
Unique I guess you could say
In this day and age of smaller families
Our story is rare nowadays

© Jack Ellison 2013
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member The Queen of Our Hearts

Queen Elizabeth II is dead
The whole world seems to be wailing, mourning
All day and night long, from early morning
To very late of the dead
Of the night. The Queen’s pictures
Are everywhere. Different features
Of the deceased Queen are on
All the channels. Once upon
A time, there was a Queen
Who lasted seventy years reigning
Over many countries in the Caribbean
In Africa and elsewhere. Many are mourning
And the others don’t seem to care
‘Cause people die every second of the hour. Is it fair
That we see so much pomp and grandeur
In this day and age, when so many live in horror
Hunger, poverty and insecurity? Yet, we tend to forget
About the Queen of our hearts: Our Dear Mother
That we take for granted and love with all our heart
Love our Mom, because she’s the true Mother Nature
Spread love, spread the seeds of affection to all Women
On the planet. And remember that Mom is our real Queen.

Copyright © September 19, 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Form: Rhyme

God's Confession

I was sitting  alone
In a god forsaken bar
Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
Of society

Heading to hell
As fast as I could drink it down
Enjoying my lonely drink

Drinking by my lonesome self
With my partners
Jimmy Dean, the Walker brothers
his old Granddad

Just drinking and hanging
With the Jack Daniel's gang

A crazed bum With a thousand year stare
 Walks up to me
 Muttering to himself

 Crazy words
 In a lunatic's voice

 He had the look Of one possessed
By his own demons
That only he can see or hear

Possessed by a secret knowledge
Only he knew 

 Despite myself
 I was  fascinated
 By this lunatic's tale

 So I stopped him saying
 So what's your game anyway

The short little dude
Stopped his insane prattle

 Starting at  me
 With that thousand-year-old stare
Just another washed up Lunatic 
Too many drugs
Too many bad nights
On the wrong side of life

He looked at me
And  proclaimed his story

He reared up 
And filled up the room

And lifted the bar
On his finger

And stared
down at me
From the sky

I am God
The alpha and Omega
The real deal
The original dude of dudes
The sultan of Swing
God of hosts
And father of  that Jesus dude

But no one knows me 
No one cares
They think I am irrelevant

They think I am dead
They think I am a fairy tale
From some older, ancient time

I looked at  him
an old man with that lunatic look
But there was something else

He was crazy
Sure yes

But he was the real deal
I mean why  not
Why would not  God not be
A lunatic  wandering around loose

Talking to low lives like me
In a bar

And I knew
He was
telling the truth

But it did not matter

In this day and age
Of materialism
God has no role

 God is truly dead

 And so I bought him a drink

 And walked  out of the bar
 sadden by what I had seen

 God was dead

 And we had all conspired
 To kill him

 Long live God
© Jake Aller  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Infatuation

In this day and age, it's a rare occurrence
To have feelings so deep that it hurts
People are absorbed in their own little world
Showing love, they often avert

There's no greater feeling that's ever existed
Than the love of another human being
To be so infatuated that you can't think straight
The feelings that make your hearts sing

You can actually go through an entire lifetime
And never know this feeling divine
A glorious feeling of happiness and contentment
It can only be described as sublime

It can lift your spirits on the darkest of days
It helps you get through life's storms
A beacon of light through those overcast skies
Nothing else can create such warmth

So show your loved ones every single day
They give us reason to smile
This existence with all of its ups and downs
We're all only here for a while
Form: Rhyme

Oblivion

6/6/17

Are we part simian?
A centered or off kilter equilibrium
Near or far from the prime meridian
And any kind of amphibian
As well as snowflake obsidian
Items and objects that do or don't require lithium
And or iridium
Choices, accidents, and nature could lead to oblivion
No need for a idiom
I wasn't once ever kidding when
I said I was part Native American aka Indian

Plus or minus
Times of peace and crisis
Endless noise, or pure silence
What exactly is righteous?
Never will I bow to any highness
Another wanting to see me lifeless
So damn typical in this day and age, little to nothing surprises
People being indecisive
Or divisive
Relying on hiding through disguises
All others except themselves are considered sacrifices

With you I wouldn't ever have an alliance
Or give you guidance
Put what's left of you under redwood giants
So that it couldn't be traced by any improvements in forensic science
Form: Rhyme

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