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E ver was there an amazing poet
L avishing us with your poetry
A nd
I ntriguing our minds
N ever will there be nearly
E nough of your poetry for me to read
G oing to all poetic places
E ver searching for more
O ver and over again
R ight on you are
G iving so freely of yourself
E very word coming straight from your heart
Thank you Lainie you are the main reason I am here today.
When I came here in 2006 you gave me the courage to keep writing.
Anyone who has not read any of Elaine George's poetry should check it out.
Written by: Carol Brown
Written on: 01/18/2012
Written for: Missing Souper, We Miss You !
Requested by: Cyndi MacMillan
1st Place Winner
When I was first around her I showed her true care
if you're scared to speak look at me I'm there
when you're outnumbered back you up we'll pair
I'll protect you from harm anytime anywhere
when she was beaten down feeling mentally bruised
sat alone on the wall down the end confused
I wandered over try and pick up her mood
times she was happy she’d raise the roof
I sat there with her awhile she let out her mind
said she felt at her lowest after treated unkind
so I told her honestly what I thought to be kind
said you're a diamond rare personality to find
but her bloke had anger she was never spared
thought this unfair let her know someone cared
talking alone grew trust respect and we shared
I'd always protect her when she felt scared
walked her around when she got her first takeaway
it was never a problem to go out my way
it was so sweet how she was nervous on the way
let her know I'll take lead if not sure what to say
We were only ever friends, best, like brother and sister
she's not in my life now it's sad and I've missed her
true care creates love I don't need to be her mister
once something so great now a mental blister
no one else cared for me but she always seemed too
lost my job as friends true colours shone through
showed how you’re treated when they care for you
was my best friend once but now thinks I'm delude
I'm writing this to deal with the fact I don't see you
I wish you all the best may blessings be with you
wonder if you think of me doubting you do
I wish you were here I will always miss you
My little suicide note
Despite my poverty
Despite my ugliness
You have always been a princess
You made me feel like a King
When roads got narrow
You stood by me
You understood my pain
You gave me joy on the way
Though it was never meant to last
My heart is corroded
Like a old can
I am giving up even though I am a man
I am tired of crying like a lost child
Depressed as I can be my loneliness eats me
I wish someone would carry me
But turns out I am all alone
I love you but I have to go
I wish you were here to see me
See me before I take my last breath away
If only I had a real reason to stay
But the pain I go through every day doesn't
My cry is loud yet silent
My words are meaningless yet important
And for you I wish the best
I wish I could say goodbye directly
This message is the best way to say it
Please don't moan for me
Because surely where I am heading is better
By Walter Mafokate©
Today…
Today my sister died…or maybe it was yesterday
I’m not really sure …how… why… or when… it doesn’t matter now
If only I could talk to her again
I would let her know…
That If I knew that our brief encounter would be our last
I could have been kinder
The words flew thru out of my mouth
I wish I could take them back
Yes, maybe I could have been a better sister
You pushed me away so much
That I had no reason the stay
You were wicked… spiteful… and …mean…
But you were my sister
You never moved on with your life
You suffered from the day Daddy died
Never to love again…
Your high expectations were written in stone…
In your cold …broken… sad… heart
You never knew the love you so needed
You never got what you deserved
You asked so little of life
Yet should have gotten the world
Your life was not sprinkled with true happiness
You were loved...but only felt pain
Why I will never know…
You had so much love to give
But you never found peace..
In life and
Now death
I now wish you peace
I wish you love
I wish you were here with me again
(roll your eyes at me…I know you want to)
Love is for giving
Love is Forgiving
I wish that from you…
8/23/18
June magic, in the form of a scrolling woman, wise.
Bringing silver crescent moon closer in our eyes.
Sprinkling trees with faerie princess aluminum spark.
Enjoying white bark’s daisy followers, illuminating dark.
June magic, aquamarine vessel of my heart,
Blowing in with wind from south, classy from the start….
June magic, wedding weather, showing us how to love.
Bringing the softest nicest things from God’s world far above.
Prancing in with a flow, all her own, gentle and pretty.
Whistling in the garden, showing us she can be witty.
Summer’s scrolling wise woman, with soft, sweet lovely hair.
Bringing all the goodness of the season, and vegetables to share.
She fills our dreams with summertime, showing us our favorite times.
She prances through my poet brain, giving me new kinds of rhymes.
Her scrolling hair, sculpted in the best kind of mountain air,
Surrounds the environment, showing me she does truly care.
June magic goddess, my favorite season, my most awesome queen,
You bring with you the hope and faith of a season oh, so green!
June magic goddess, you are welcome, queen of my best dreams.
I wish you were here now, sharing your aquamarine moonbeams!
From the powers to be,
Her Royal Highness Amy,
I’ve been granted wishes
That add up to three.
If I wish them well,
Then to Her Highness I tell,
She’ll bestow upon me,
The prize of glory.
I wish I wasn’t so dumb,
Oops, there goes number one,
Wasted on making me smart.
But now that I am
I am ready to begin
My remaining two wishes to start.
I wish I knew what to do,
Oops, there goes number two,
I guess wish one has worn off.
Now I’m left with just one more,
Before Her Highness shows me the door
But now I know how to pull it off.
I wish you were here to help me,
Oops, there goes number three,
But I find that it’s not so bad,
Because now you are here
And I can hold you my dear
And that makes me oh so glad.
So thank you Your Highness
For your challenge and kindness
Please grant glory to another poem
They deserve it more
But as I walk out the door
I know never again I’ll be alone.
Tonight, I wish you were here right beside me
Alright, I know that I'm nervous and full of anxiety
Yeah, I'm going to be feeling okay as long as you're here
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that I had a heart full of fear
My heart can't rest when you're around
My head can't stop spinning without a sound
I tend to get crazy over you and I regret everything
I have offended you and I'm sorry; if anything,
Please forgive me...
Don't forget me...
I love you
That is true
I love you
A love brand-new
The grass isn't always greener on the ither side
Something in me has slowly died - my inner pride
Tonight, ride my ride of shame and fretfulness
Tonight, make me feel your wonderful happiness
You're not by my side and I feel ticked off all of the sudden...that part of me is forbidden
I'm sorry that I grew cold and turned the cold shoulder...my guilt isn't hidden
If you could see, the inside of me
What would you view, that you would want to see
For inside of me for any given year
Is loaded with music, it's my driven steer
Whether it's Rock with Deep Purple
Or Wish You Were Here with Pink Floyd
Inside my head
Music fills my brain void
Karnataka to Mostly Autumn
Thin Lizzy through the years
That's the way it is by Bruce Hornsby
His keyboard play brings my tears
But I can be rough and ready
And tank up the amps
Coloured Blind by Skin
Leaves me racially in thanks
Whole Lotta Love
Should be out there in force
Music should be in us
It's a matter of course
Close your eyes to the melody
Hey! it's the Moody Blues
When they played Red Rock
What gem would you choose
To answer your question
What has the past year brought
Another year of learning
Air guitar sought
Apart from seeing my kids prosper
Music avenue is my world
And watch them grow into their tomorrows
I have so much to be heard
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/music-3.php
I dream of wonders,
The wonders of wonderland,
Where I feel lonely
But not less lonely.
He and I, My God,
I feel the dirt
Between my toes
Below my both feet
Ignoring its sweat
Above the ground whispering
“What do you know, about love?”
Did not reply...
Until steps forward
Heard the voice echoed
From distant wind
Mumbling “How have you been
All these years?”... silently forgetting.
With my both arms reached high
I wished to be taken
Or remembered by those
Who have not been named
“Could you at least understand
What I am here for?”
But did not listen… deaf actually.
There is this rain drop
From heaven,
A warm one wetted my cheeks,
Reminding me I am not alone.
The shadows under my reflection,
I can see life.
A Samoa hibiscus blossom
Colorfully on each branch.
A hen lay rested
Under its shady tree,
Did not mind me sitting
Here alone,
As if it did not notice me at all.
I lay down on my back,
My eyes looking at the bluest sky,
Coconut leaves...
Dancing, and singing
Forgotten tunes….
"I wish you were here my pride…
That language, the culture of mine…
Where have you lost away…
By foreign knowledge
Or maybe you just don’t
To remind me how ancient I am?"
I Hear your voice :
I hear your voice so loud and clear,
it is if you are very near,
I turn around to see if you are near,
but I don't see you anywhere.
I hear your voice so loud and clear,
I hear you tell me you are still near,
I turn around but you are not
here,
I hear your voice but you are not here.
I hear you tell me not to cry,
but tears drops from my deep blue eyes,
You tell me to be happy not sad,
but some how I can not do what
you ask.
I hear your voice so loud and clear,
but you are no where my dear
I wish you were here for me to see,
but you left me for a better place
And
I look forward until we meet again
so be can be together again.
I hear the whimper of a sad owl in the middle of the burning night
I hear the tears falling from silence.
I hear the whisper of the beating, living, loving heart.
I hear the pain of the paper, the brittle, torn-apart.
I hear the trembling voice of a singer-mute,
I hear the glory in the hearts of youth.
I hear the thundering thoughts of a curious mind,
I hear the music of a broken light.
I hear the sorrow of a happy smile,
I hear the everlasting love, everlasting time.
I hear the whimper of a sad owl in the middle of the burning night,
I hear the tears falling from a distance inside.
I hear the glaze of the autumn rain beginning to fall,
I hear it as I write.
I hear it all.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran