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Premium Member Awful Weight of Agony

The phone just rang; the wrenching news has caught me unaware.
My heart is numb, my tongue is dumb; I stumble down the stair.
I cannot comprehend the words Sorrow just spoke to me;
will someone pause to share my awful weight of agony?

How can a heart bear all this ache and not explode with strain?
I lie awake, for love's sweet sake, reliving it again.
I take it in--the sights, the sounds--Grief's dreadful potpourri;
will someone pause to share my awful weight of agony?

So on it goes week after week, year after bitter year;
I drink the gall, I taste it all, Death's mad cocktail of fear.
A tombstone sentinels the wound the Reaper made in me;
will someone pause to share my awful weight of agony?

Only the ones who walk this way can ever understand...
Who have laid a child, to be defiled, beneath the mould and sand.
God sent His Son, His only one, a sacrifice for me;
and He will pause to share my awful weight of agony.

Copyright, 4-18-2014, Faye Gibson
Form: Kyrielle


The View From Here

Where have the matchstick men and women gone,
they used to walk home from the smoky factories
just to light up?
Where has the Pork Pie hat flown to?
Even the birds chirrup less sweetly,
Is it because my shoes are old
that I walk this way?
The world has shaved off its hairiness
and lovers are both bold and bald.
Where was the 'candlewick' spread
transported?
Blackpool used to be goofy,
a ton of chilly fun,
now the donkeys are unionized
and all smirched up.
I wish I were silly again, not this
cranky, potted egghead.
Where and when did I scramble myself?

Zippo stole away the matchstick men
that's who,
and they never came back again.

Sad but true now and then.

The Loving Father

the loving father guides us and strengthens us every single day
if we take a wrong path  we hear his voice gently say
my child walk this way,
the loving father comforts us when we are in need
we know we are in safe hands when we always let him take the lead,
he is the one who always understands
he keeps us close to his heart and hold us in his hands,
the loving father is everything you imagine him to be
he is always willing to listen to you and to me,
no matter if i am happy, sad or just feeling a little low
there is no other place that i'd rather go,
if you're in a dillema and not sure what to do
the loving father is the one who will help you get through,
the loving father will turn your sorrow into laughter
he will make you dance with glee
God is the loving father and the loving father he always will be. Amen.


happy fathers day to all you dads' on poetry soup God bless you
Form: Rhyme

Truth In the Silence Now

Soulful Ballad... 

Truth in the silence now 
By Michelle Morris
07/11/2020

You turn... And you walk away... 
No more words... Left to say... 
And there's a truth in the silence now...
And there's no hiding from the pain...

So you go on your way...
And I go on my own...
And we... We cut the thread...
Of all that held us here...

And I keep wondering why...
And you've got me on your mind...
How come we... We couldn't mix...
Our love, the distance couldn't fix...

Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh...
Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh...

So you go on your way...
And I go on my own...
And we... We cut the thread...
Of all that held us here...
That held us here...
That held us here...
We were so close...
Now we're just tears...

Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh...
     (Tears of hope... Tears of regret...)
Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh...
     (Wishing life had played it better...)
Better for us... Better for us...
Better for us... Better for us... 

And I keep wondering why...
And you've got me on your mind...
How come we... We couldn't mix...
Our love, the distance couldn't fix...

I wish you’d turn... And walk this way... 
Have the right words... For us to say... 
But there's a truth in the silence now...
And there nothing left but sighs... 
So we walk away for good... 
With tears in our eyes... 
    (Tears in our eyes...) 
Tears in our eyes... 
     (In our eyes...) 

Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh...
     (Tears of hope... Tears of regret...)
Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh...
     (Wishing life had played it better...)
Better for us... Better for us...
Better for us... Better for us... 

© Michelle Morris, 2020
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Only the Narrow Way Leads To Life - Matthew 7: 13,14

God has shown in His holy word
there is only one sure way to life
a life that's eternal to the full
for all other ways just bring strife

Jesus has said when here on earth
to find me enter by the narrow gate
never choose any roads of twists and turns
you can't see around a bend before its too late

There's a gate that's really wide
the way there is easy to find
but with it comes utter destruction
there are lots that will be left behind

The narrow gate is exactly that
making it difficult to get a pass
this is the price that's worth it
for the heavenly road goes first class

Now its so difficult to walk this way
the numbers that succeed are very few
but God's will his for His own elect
to walk the narrow way, will that be you?

(13 “Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. 14 For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few.)
Matthew 7: 13,14 (ESV)
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The Illusion

The morning skies looked dark and dangerous upon the wild shore. Mist rolled in upon the waves. She stood and looked in silence as the waves broke over the rocks. What she thought was movement was no more.
 Deep in thought she did not see him as he approached with cat like grace but felt rather than saw his presence.
2.
 He wanted to catch a closer glimpse of her face. He moved in and out among the large rocks He had seen her here before. This lady in the blue dress. Something kept drawing him back to catch glimpses of her. He had seen her walk this way in the mist many times before.
 Never intruding on her privacy yet somehow today was different.
3.
She did not have to turn around nor see his face. She always felt his presence like so many times before. He invaded her dreams drawing her here to this spot many times before.
 If she bared her soul and opened her heart. Revealed her dreams her innermost desires would he understand. An unstoppable force in this dense atmosphere that called out to her. As she stood by the moving waves listening to the flowing rhythm like so many times before. In this unchangeable place. Would he understand or even care about this bond they both share. She somehow doubted he could or would
Form: Prose

Premium Member The Pepperman and a Time Before

I OPENED A DOOR TO A TIME BEFORE, 
WITH DELUSION, MYSTERY AND SO MUCH MORE. 
THE SUN WASN'T SHINING BUT THERE WAS PLENTY OF LIGHT. 
I FELT TRAPPED IN A WORLD BETWEEN DAYTIME AND NIGHT. 
THE STREET LIGHTS HAD CANDLES, NONE OF THEM LIT.
THAT THREW ME OFF, FOR A MOMENT A BIT.
COBBLESTONE STREETS AND BUILDINGS OF BRICK. 
A STENCH IN THE AIR THAT WAS MAKING ME SICK. 
I LISTENED REAL CLOSE I HEARD SOMEONE WEEPING. 
IT SOUND LIKE THEY SAID IT'S THE SECRETS I'M KEEPING. 
I LOOKED UP THE STREET SAW PEOPLE WALKING ALONG. 
I RAN TO THAT SPOT AND FELT SOMETHING WAS WRONG. 
I STOOD IN THAT SPOT WITH MY BACK TO AND ALLY. 
I HEARD A GIRLS VOICE SAY MY NAME IS SALLY. 
I TURNED AROUND AND WITNESSED A FLASH. 
I LOOKED TO THE GROUND AND SAW A PILE OF ASH. 
I HEARD PEOPLE LAUGHING, IN BACK, TO MY RIGHT. 
I SPUN AROUND QUICKLY, THERE WAS NO ONE IN SIGHT. 
I STROLLED DOWN THE STREET AND THOUGHT QUAINT LITTLE TOWN. 
WHAT REALLY SEEMED STRANGE, THERE WAS NO ONE AROUND. 
I STROLLED THROUGH THE PARK TO TAKE IN THE SIGHTS. 
I SAW A LOVELY YOUNG LADY, WHO'S SMILE WAS BRIGHT. 
I JUST HAD TO ASK, DO YOU REALLY EXIST? 
WITH A WINK AND A NOD SHE GAVE A SLAP ON MY WRIST. 
COMPLETELY SURPRISED, THIS MADE ME GASP. 
SHE SAID MY NAME IS TAZZIE AND I LIVE IN THE PAST. 
I SAID MY NAME IS PEPPERMAN. SHE SAID I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. 
YOU WALKED THROUGH THE PORTAL FROM A WORLD NOT FAR. 
I WAS REALLY QUITE STARTLED. DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. 
SHE TOOK HOLD OF MY HAND AND SAID PLEASE WALK THIS WAY. 
THE SUN SEEMED TO SHINE WITH A WARM GENTLE BREEZE. 
THE FEELING OF EMPTINESS DISSIPATED WITH EASE. 
THE FRAGRANCE OF LILAC BOMBARDED THE AIR.
COLORFUL FLOWERS WERE EVERY-WHERE
FROM THAT POINT ON, THE PLACE CAME TO LIFE. 
I FELT MY MEMORY WAS SHARP AS A KNIFE. 
ICE CREAM VENDOR AND CHILDREN AT PLAY. 
THIS ALL TOOK PLACE ONE YESTERDAY.

A Poem On a Tissue

A poem on a tissue

Seeing your tear drops fall I reach,
here, let me catch those for you
my hands need the moisture
and your cheeks are beautiful already

Love your dress, but your sadness 
contrasts with the color,
can I borrow your sorrow for a while,
you keep the dress, it looks great on you

Outside is a sidewalk with a smile on it 
well, it depends on which direction you are walking
walk this way, the other way you will see a frown
like yours, this way waits a smile, like mine

There’s a heart repair shop on the corner as well, 
what do you say? I’ve collected the pieces of yours,
want to give it a shot? I hear they are pretty good,
they have one day service…

Not working huh? Then just take my hand,
the one with the pen in it and I will write you a poem
on a tissue you can use to dry those tears,
while I hope your smile soon reappears

Premium Member Les Paul Strings

There are so many sounds
That are enjoyed by so many
But the sounds i love most
Are by plectrum or penny


Lindsey Buckingham playing "Go Your Own Way"
Even Joe Perry makes "Walk This Way" say
Eric Clapton and his solo on "Cocaine"
Don Felder with "Hotel California" listening time and time again


Peter Green strumming "Man Of The World"
David Gilmour and Pink Floyd's "Time" the best i have ever heard
Jimi Hendrix with the amazing "Hey Joe"
Alex Lifeson axing "Working Man" in Toronto flow


Pete Townsend from the Who "Won't Get Fooled Again"
Neil Young and his anthem "Like A Hurricane"
George Harrison delights with "Here Comes The Sun"
Kerry Livgren from Kansas state "Carry on Wayward Son"


Tom Scholz of Boston with their "A Man I'll Never Be"
Jimmy Page from Led Zeppelin as their "Whole Lotta Love" riffs free
Neal Schon on a Journey "Who's Crying Now"
Nancy Wilson Seattle's Heart "Crazy On You" wows


The sounds you read above, are just my ones of many
Whether they are played by a plectrum, or played by a penny
I did mention above, that i loved Pink Floyd's "Time"
But second to it, is Slash's "Sweet Child of Mine"
Form: Quatrain

In Your Eyes

In your eyes, I see the sunrise, 
A brilliant world that never lies. 
Your touch, a whisper, soft and kind, 
In your embrace, my heart unwind.

Our love, a dance beneath the moon,
A melody, a perfect tune. 
With every breath, with every sigh, 
You are my heart's eternal sky.

Through stormy seas and darkened nights, 
You are my beacon, my guiding light. 
In your laughter, I find my song, 
In your love, I find where I belong.

The days with you are painted gold, 
A story of love, forever told. 
With each moment, a memory made, 
In this journey together, unafraid.

Hand in hand, we'll walk this way, 
Through every night and every day. 
For in your eyes, 
I find my place, A boundless love, a sweet embrace.
Form: Rhyme

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