Long Where Poems
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Love’s alike a rolling stone
Eager wandering alone
Some folk find love when they're young
And it lasts their whole lives long.
Rolling stones, where’er they roam
Seeds of love are being sown.
Searching in places unknown
Tumbling till love finds it's home
Some are lucky, some are not
Onwards with hope one must trot.
Rolling stones, where’er they roam
Seeds of love are being sown.
One fine day two become one
Another journey begun
Side by side where they belong
Rolling merrily life long.
Rolling stones, where’er they roam
Seeds of love are being sown.
It feels like winter is running up my spine sending a message that is divine,
I can feel that tender touch when eyes meet eyes in the morning rush, and the music come alive drenching my bones with a special heat mixing sweat with the winter breeze and the little ones with that steadfast stare, running up and down the yard with mischief in their book.
I can hear your voice yonder and visualize your deep emotion as you wait for that special answer; you have carved out your dream on the tree next to the concrete house that stands alone in the back house.
The garden is laden with crab grass and the old man has spread his dreams on a wooden cross in fine prints and the cellar in the old wooden house where the dogs used to shout lays the hole in the center of the woods, it is covered with leaves and old rotten trees. Just clear the path and you will find that age old history.
The great big ocean is standing tall with the skies hanging over it and the clouds moving slowly away from it and beyond the clouds lies the mystery, it feels like someone has just touched you and you don’t know what to do, it happen in your sleep when you were locked in a silent dream.
I sat down and think about everything and it makes me want to sing. The imagery was so profound it made my stomach crawl when the earth meets in the center and connects with the four corners.
The sun, the moon, and star will tell you about it all, you have got to join circle and put a wedge in the ground.
I can feel the chills when you look at me from a distance, heavens will write a note for you and put it in your bosom;
heaven will kiss your weary lips and fill your pocket with olives’.
I Can feel the chills it spreads all over the daffodil .I can feel the chill when I looked at you from my window sill.
I tried to love
But you left me bleeding
Cracked dreams and love receding
Will I ever try again
Or will I give up and let it end
Just let it out
I'll listen
Our love grows like water
But we let it sink, and let it glisten
Tell me where we went wrong
Every I love you was forced
But don't worry about it all
Evening scars and a blade
I can only erase mistakes I've made
Watching as your figure fades
But me, I am a mistake
Think of our love as a race
Keeping our love at a pace
But all I need to do is vent
Last year alone I had 30 attempts
Get a gun to my head so that I get exempt
From suffering a heartbreak
Suffering a loss
I'm scared to lose you, who I hold close
Gave me fake love until I overdosed
Our love was made of material things
Gave me pain until my head rings
But its fine until
I reach in my pocket for the thing I keep tucked
BANG!
Now I can end the pain
Gun to my head
mix my blood with the rain
Eyes turned black from the pain I cant contain
Slit my throat its all the same
Cut my wrist, no you dont know my name
I cant take it so I
Take pills to numb the pain
Slit my wrist to make me tame
Cut my throat its all the same
Rope and a chair for feelings I cant contain
I tried to love
You left me bare
I decided to use a bullet to the brain
To send a final prayer
To those I love
I'm sorry I'm leaving
Hang myself on the clouds above
Is love real
Or was it fake
Told me I was a steal
You lying snake
I tried and put everything at stake
But you robbed me of it all
I want to die but I cant see where
I want to live but I cant end the pain
Tell me why I hide
Tell me how to die
Under a tree to hide from the rain
Hide in my thoughts to escape the pain
Hide in my friends to keep me sane
Cower in my house to stay in my lane
I tried
I died
I lost it all
I cried as you dug my grave
I smiled as you hid my pain
But it all was a lie
You told me to die
You said for me to commit suicide
So I tried
I disappeared into the vast emptiness of your heart
I became a forgotten name
Like a moth to a vanishing flame
But I never recovered
Dragging my body
Wherever is tame
I’ve lived life for over half a century.
Experienced love and loss with equal mystery.
Known pain deep and real. I carry physical and mental scars and some will never heal.
I see life differently to back then. Those summer golden skies of youth, their echoes flicker in the wind.
Time flies and waits for no one. We sing songs to the night sky asking for its wisdom.
We watch the arc of the moon knowing our ancestors did the same thing.
We dance to the tune of fools knowing and loving the song that we sing. We ask of our minds how to be strong, we ask of this life: where do I belong?
See You, But My Mind Is Free
You discarded me just like garbage ,
Wrote poems about me, calling me Trash.”
Called me an old fowl- I was forgotten and erased
Yet you linger in places to show your ugly face
You said I wanted wood, but it was you,
Speaking of it, showing up out of the blue.
Valentine’s Day—you stood in my sight,
A ghost of the past in the harshest light.
And today, again, like a shadow you came,
Thinking I wouldn’t notice, playing the same game.
But I see you—I see every move,
Yet my mind is free; I have nothing to prove.
I need not acknowledge, I need not reply,
You are nothing, no one—a whisper gone by.
So walk where you will, but you won’t reach me,
For I’ve let you go, and now I am free.
Written by mj2025-Aug
She sits and watches happiness,
But feels so sad
Watching the good,
Yet, feeling so bad
Taken over by addiction,
She was given a different path
Feeling restricted,
Yet, sometimes glad
Because no one understands
The hard times she’s had.
Mental health controls her
She feels it in her body, soul, and mind
That joy in life is hard to find
Feeling so blind
Remembering the days that she shined
Yet wanting to put it all behind
And get back to the grind.
Mental health controls her
She’s sober from addiction
Yet, she still feels conflicted
It’s like a contradiction
Where is her prescription?
Always in suspicion
Is it real or is it fiction?
Please tell her your opinion.
Mental health controls her
Her happiness lies
in her children’s eyes
They are her prize
Never ask twice
About the binding ties
With them, she will always rise
until the day she dies.
She controls her mental health.
Solid Is Illusionary
We are elemental echos in illusionary domains
Fleeting spectors in a realm of imagined remains
Where this invisible blanket of solidity can unfold
As long ago our shapeshifting dreams foretold
The ashes of truth are trapped in the fires lie
In a vail so thin where enlightenment must surely die
Lays the unseen sanctum for metaphysical bridging between
Here and where memories flow in the narrow astral plain unseen
There where the funeral flames fade
Be not lost, but found, where the homesick soul laid
Of the silent searcher who sleeps within
In the never never land where all dreams begin
You squealed with joy, O' darling child,...
on that autumn day, white-washed with clouds
Your gleeful laughter could be heard
As we traveled through the rolling hills
where farms were scattered, red and brown
Your captured eyes, through the windshield glass
found wheat turned gold, beneath blue skies
And pastures green, where goats that pranced
had caught your glance, with keen surprise
You were entranced, and ......O', so beautiful.
Eyes wide with glee, you begged to stop
The sun broke through the the misty air
With joy and haste, your eager face
pressed tight against the window's glass
As we pulled off near the meadow grass
We slowed our pace....your smiling face....was O'...so beautiful
Quickly out, you scrambled fast
To climb up through the muddy patch
Such chubby legs, you quickly raced
It almost seemed, a playful dream
A sunny day....your rosy face
This time and place was, O'......so beautiful
I remember how the moment passed
You plucked the stems of tallest grass
We followed soon, to lift you high
With chubby hands, right through the wire
White eager faces, their eyes so bright
Your own of blue, they brimmed delight
So very, very beautiful......
My eyes would sting, with tears unshed
My heart could burst with words unsaid
So all I do, is stand and smile
Such beauty on a country mile
One autumn day, to cherish while...
I hold such love my darling child
O' darling child, ...........you are...................so beautiful
On the zodiac trail of Pisces,
I walk my life on the track of totem wolf,
that pervades the sanctum of my solemn spirit
in the transparent topography of my alpha traits.
It lends me strategic strength and primal power,
making my mind feral and the psyche so valiant.
I follow its footprints persistently, pursuing desires,
with a heart where streams of empathy and love flow.
Although preferring to break away from the pack,
like it does, I fiercely defend my family and friends.
So, don’t trifle with me for I’m strong and relentless,
with the soul compliant to the ethos of my spirit animal.
I trace in entrancing tranquility its solemn shadow,
showing me the mesmeric magic of moonbeam lattice,
while in the mystique blue night I murmur in divine joy,
hear the whisper of moonshine cadence calling me home.
June 2, 2020
Contest : All Yours (Feb 28)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Monday will be a momentous occasion
Going back to meet old friends
To where we spent eight glorious years
True friends right to the end
Well how fortunate can two people be
To have lived in this happy place
Where everyone knows you and says hello
With a happy smile on their face
A happy place called Utopia comes to mind
Which may seem a bit over the top
Down home coziness is a good description
It expresses this emotion nonstop
Circumstances forced us to leave our friends
An extremely sad time in our lives
To renew the bonds if for only a short while
Old friendships will be revived