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Tears trace ebony stains across the smooth skin on your cheeks.
Early morning thoughts in early morning darkness,
clouds of confusion and pain fog your mind.
Life, so heavy, pushes you down, deeper and ever deeper,
until you feel your soul squeezing through every pore in your body.
The tears bitter on your lips, your thoughts dark
no love can you see, the flame has become ash
no sound of laughter, the quiet deafens
nothing remains but darkness, loneliness,
sadness.
Drops drip slowly between your shadowy fingers
pressing tightly, pinching your skin, pain, it's something.
Your bottomless pit swallows you in depression.
Gentle sobs disturbing no one, no one will ever know.
I know.
Your crying in the dark I feel
mirrored so closely by my own pain.
If for only a moment you would lean on me,
I would give the world to you, happiness and joy
if only it were mine to give... if only.
09/05/15
God made my bed this morning
Of course, I made my bed, but God planned according
God ordains all things, (good or bad, all things)
Yes, even the Drill Sergeant’s inspection to see if my bed springs
(All y’all will know what that means, if you know what I mean)
Does that mean God is evil?
No, He predestines all things and figures in our free will
That’s right, God predestines our free choices
(even when the duvet is not quite poi-fect)
God made my breakfast this morning
Of course I made my own, He provided all things, conforming
He provides all things up to and while, and the continuing
(He sees the seeing and knows the knowing, the end, and the beginning)
So, whatever you do, do unto the Lord
Because He’s in control, so be onboard
As in Pacto Arco Iris, so it is in all God’s covenants
As our God is moving by thwarting Satan’s intents
So, as you go about your day
Have comfort knowing God has planned the way
Even your free choices fit into His plan
For every child and women and every man
Praise the King of saints
Opposing energies magnetize their clustered convictions,
Lastly, amassed intentions remain beyond comprehension,
Presently, polarized detachments collapse in their face-off,
Ulterior effectiveness spotlights their futile parties,
Action demands prompt communication, and trust begins to rise,
Credence anchors individual aspirations to form,
Insights gaining momentum furtherance sparks enthusiasm,
Welcoming yielded principles, sanctions relevant accord,
Restrict naught one's conclusions with a particular outlook,
Narrow points exert pressure amongst willing participants,
Obstructs equitable compromise, shadowing a stalemate,
Broadening perspectives enables means for negotiation,
Opportunities will modify one's beholden opinions,
At all times, vast or modest, voice concerns without skepticism,
Participation amidst others will rally the reserved,
Cooperation inaugurated embraced invitations,
Unswervingly, uniting the collective wholeheartedly,
In hindsight, repetitious history craves inferred foresight:
Matured apple-eaters, ripened-keepers of the lesser kingdoms,
Furthermore, equanimity amidst all that encompasses,
And to that end, understanding, we are resolved, henceforward,
Our prospective generations, producing the greatest
Godsend as Earth’s human symbionts ... what I (really) want.
Anyone who thought that I follishly picked a rabbit, a cat,
a sheep, a bird or frog as an animal for my impersonating:
must have the wrong assumption...it would be a big insult!
How would anyone see me becoming one of those?
Has anyone thought of me as a ferocious lion instead?
I would be the king of the jungle, but it could get worse!
I will be demanding obedience and loyalty from every small and big animal
that I have recorded in this book and as their leader I'll be just and pliant,
but wouldn't they envy me for my pretty lioness queen so gentle and beautiful?
Only lions have the ability to lead, solving the issues of justice, equality and fairness;
others may not seek the powerful ivory scepter I'll be holding in my claws,
and from this throne made of straw...they'll admire my sovereignty and mighteness!
Who's laughing in the noisy trees, where lots of monkees devour ripe bananas?
Who's shaking the brenches to make them fall and and land where I stand?
Don't they see the crown I'm wearing which intimitates the elephants and giraffes?
Nobody should be afraid of a docile lion that would turn ferocious...
if the jealous ones continued to ignore me and flashed looks of contention,
and although I am a self-appointed king, I can be kind, not atrocious!
Entered in Kristen Bruni's contest,
" If I Was Animal What Would I Be? "
written by Andrew Crisci
I used the song parts in this poem:
I never dreamed you'd leave in summer.
I thought you would go, then come back home.
I thought the cold would leave by summer,
but my quiet nights will be spent alone.
~ I Never Dreamed You’d Leave in Summer, *Written by Stevie Wonder and Syreeta Wright*
As I walk along,
I wonder
what went wrong
with our love
~ Runaway *Written by Del Shannon and Max Crook*
'Cause I've done everything I know
to try and change your mind,
and I think I'm gonna miss you
for a long, long time.
~Long, Long Time *Written by Gary Wright, Sung by Linda Ronstadt*
My poem, Summer Runaway, follows:
I never dreamed you'd leave in summer.
I thought you would go, then come back home.
I thought the cold would leave by summer,
but my quiet nights will be spent alone.
I’ve never felt so lost and confused.
I’m no longer warmed by the summer breeze.
This time, my heart is broken, not just bruised.
We used to stroll ‘neith these willow trees.
As I walk along,
I wonder
what went wrong
with our love,
a love that was so strong.
Could be, I can’t see
that somehow
we’re not meant to be,
or someone,
and you must be free.
So, go along, your own way
now that you’ve left my side.
I hope you find happiness.
There’s nothing I haven’t tried,
'cause I've done everything I know
to try and change your mind,
and I think I'm gonna miss you
for a long, long time.
KEEP STRONG MY CEIZAR I WILL RETURN
why do they say the hardest days to come are when you have to leave
your love behind for 10 weeks it hurt in my heart to have to fly back to England
but be assure the days will go bYE quickly and fast
till the day I'm in my love ones arms again my ceizar I'm going to miss you
i love all the things about you
you have a heart so kind
like a red rose so beautiful to the look and feel
you have such beauty about you never lose that OK
when each DAY BECOMES HARD JUST CALL OUR BE THEIR OK MY CEIZAR
let the love keep you strong until I'm here with you again
i have for once in my dear life found someone who's loves me and I'm complete at
last
in my heart of love for you so thank you my DEAR CEIZAR SOUZAR I LOVE YOU
FOREVER
YOUR DUNCAN KISS FOREVER MY CEIZAR
little kitty watched the birds,
from the rose bush to the fence,
from the fence to the rose bush,
from the rose bush to the fence,
to and fro the three birds flew,
in little kitty’s full view!
said the kitty to the birds,
why can’t we all be ‘play friends’!
robin, blue chest and sparrow,
I will catch if you fly low,
so If I miss you, you win
but If I catch you, I win!
little birds laughed at kitty,
Kitty, Kitty, how witty!
if we play that game with you,
we know well what you will do!
cats and birds cannot be friends,
out you go! find your own friends!
1St Placement
Written 10/April/2021
Nursery Rhyme 4 competition
Eve Roper sponsored
7 syllables with 6 lines in each stanza x3
All the wars and hatred that's involved, all the pain and heartache
And what has it ever solved but the realization of our own mistake
All that rage out there on the road and our prisons which overflow
With so many seeds of hate sowed that is just how things will go
All that spousal and child abuse and just all the evil acts at will
Instead of making a truce, of hatred people can't get their fill
In such a cut throat society they have even taken God away
So all this they can't see until of course it is finally their day
Neighbors against neighbors and so too sibling against sibling
For that is now at their core, so too the deeds that they bring
With peace standing right their all along but rarely ever used
For not that many are that strong and now being so confused
Call the Lord's Peace back, trust in the words I'm about to say
Only He can give what you lack, peace comes to those who pray
He will put such peace in your heart and reveal Himself to you
But He wants you to do your part in the knowing of His Name too
Just a note:
In returning to finish this poem, John Lennon's Imagine was playing.
I got the sign right away, like all the others. In fact yesterday in praise
He sent the two Blue Jays from my Psalms 71:8 poem. Back and forth they flew
2, 3, 4 times. Yes signs can be so clear in Adoring His Name, well least that's my experience. Wow as I'm writing this Blue Bird by the Beatles is playing. Never heard that song before in my life. I think He's talking to you all!
In a world where love is rare,
A love story I tell of two,
There stood a couple, their love so pure and true.
Mom and Dad, their story began at eight,
A love that blossomed, destined by fate.
Through the years, their love only grew,
A love so strong, forever they knew.
Hand in hand, they faced life's stormy sea,
Together they weathered, forever to be.
Forty-five years of vows, they did share,
A testament to a love beyond compare.
Through thick and thin, they stood side by side,
Their love, a beacon, forever a guide.
Mom, a soul so full of grace,
Her love for my Dad, a radiant embrace.
With every breath, they cherished their bond,
A love so deep, forever beyond.
But fate had its way, and she had to part,
Leaving behind a void, and ache in our heart.
Yet her love lingers, in every memory,
A legacy of love, for eternity.
For my Mom loved my Dad with all she had,
A love that was boundless.
Her spirit lives on, in every gentle breeze,
Guiding our hearts, putting our minds at ease.
So let us remember, this love so grand,
A love that defies the test of time,
A love story that I will tell till the end of time.
Well I wonder
If I sleep,
Will tonight be good dreams?
Or will the nightmares of the day continue on?
And if my sleep will not come
Will new worries cease to start?
Or am I doomed to worry till I'm gone?
And I wonder.
My wife
She's far away
In our home that she's made
From the broken timbers of my broken strife.
My love, how it tears
And I wonder if she's aware
She the first thought of my ever
waking life.
And I wonder.
You see I'm so far
Away from my home
In a little box
Cold, sterile and dark.
While my little boy
He fights
Being ravaged inside
By an enemy that I cannot mark.
Yeah, I wonder.
Will I ever finally know
Is this how far we can go?
Or will I get to keep somehow driving on?
If I knew just how rough
This journey would be…
The road to love and home
It seems so long.
So I wonder.
And I can't stop the tears
Rolling down my face
And the time lost has left me out of place.
Will my wife her love send?
Will my son go home again?
Or is this just another way to end
All my wonder.