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My belle, I met her when the grass was green,
my Spring Girl. Fresh her ways, her charms were many.
I claimed her as my own, but she was no flower;
and like the breeze that teases trees she shook the hearts of many.
Again, she’d turn to me and I’d forget the torment which was yesterday.
She was mine today and that was all that mattered.
I felt as I would have had I been loved.
My Wondering Breeze began to blow again;
the green of jealousy within me started to flow again.
I could not help myself, the slap reddened her cheek
like copper leaf in autumn.
She turned the other slowly: pale, white, frigid as winter light.
I struck her again.
She fell through my hands and shattered,
the one who above all things mattered the most.
met her end by these hands that used to caress her
and cup her like priceless spice.
In fit of anger. I struck her down, to my obsession, a sacrifice.
There she lay after the final blow. How can I let her know
that my anger was born not out of love but jealousy?
Oh, had she been faithful to me!
calling anonymous caller,
like a songwriter
never getting the credit
i suppose thats the point
nobody knows you
i called to ask you,
what did you call for
maybe a tip
or a complaint perhaps
either way, did it matter
who would think differently
if we all knew your name
why so secret
anonymous friend, or maybe foe
what were you possibly giving up
when you picked up your phone
that you couldnt give up your name
because didn't you know
that we don't need your name
to know who is so discreet
so i just wanted to call
to ask you why and let you know
that this is anonymous
if i were you
i would be wondering why.....
In times when seconds and hours are pearls of sand,
And each of us, travelers under the same sky, tread cautiously,
We have all known the shadow of loss, the cold of death lays enfeebled,
And the muse of silence raises the question that now eternally watches.
We were not given the choice of how we bend from this book,
Which, unwritten, life fails to etch its end.
We stand then before the choice between lightning and the beating interval,
To the extent that this truth catches us under its rounded sun.
Is it better to die abruptly, like a candle simply snuffed out?
The moment that passes suddenly, it goes and you're no more, vanished.
In deafening solitude maybe, among emptied rooms and unseen breeze,
Without goodbye, or time to make peace with the world, the silent step.
Or maybe, with a horizon half a year away your term is drawn,
Your soul dwindles, the days awkwardly slow the ticking of the clock.
The burden becomes palpable, in a march of unceasing pain,
Uncertain dawns scatter, wondering - is today the rest?
And the moments lose their secret fight on the faces of those close to you,
But your lips are a shelter for the words that want to be spoken.
And you get your goodbye, though you can't escape from silence and peace,
You tie, untie knots and bid farewell to the world, with the bur of the soul on the cross.
And the paradox of death, which places the torch burning on the guard of life,
Affects much more fiercely those who continue their thread in reality,
Than on those who weave their dreaming in the land of shadows dreaming,
The departed are all mute, without questions, in eternity.
i was once a poet wading freely
then i hit a rock
it left me friendless and confused
at one time i was embracing life with a smile
then i tripped and stumble over a roadblock
it left me lonely and wondering
one day i decided to just take a ride
wherever it lead me, i was determined to find my smile again
what was once left made me turn a sharp, smiling right
i am now a poet flowing effortlessly
all paths and roads are now clear
it now leaves me feeling benevolent and overjoyed
the sounds of the waves crash
my mind is now feeling ever so free
the lines that i do are filled with cinnamon brown sugar
as i take in the vibe, i hope that you enjoy the New Rhythm of Me
Sometimey and often
unreliable
yet I love her
Yet I love her
mean nd selfish
yet I love him
Yet I love him
Just when everyone thinks
we're falling apart
we start it over
sincere in our hearts
it's cause we're lovers
we are lovers
..............................................
Guess we gotta do it over
aint no need to complain
stressing: and guessing
let's think it over
this aint no show
and aint no game
putting myself out there
don't leave me
being uncool
reach beyond the breach
let the ground leech
we'll fix it
when the storm is through
Baby I think about starting over
leave me wondering what to do
alway looking over my shoulder
it's ah blessing that
I have you
don't make me guess
and don't keep me waiting
be on time
I'll be on time for you
tell the world that really aint
nothing missing
we are stnd proud
Baby that's me and you
Although we had feared it,
we watch in disbelief,
our country’s Capitol,
symbol of democracy,
invaded by those wishing
to overturn the government.
Throngs of seditionists in
MAGA hats clog the streets
Of Washington, DC,
The likes of which we
have not seen except in
third world countries.
Frightened residents
have boarded up
and huddle in their homes,
fearing the worst.
Members of Congress,
blockaded in the Capitol,
wearing gas masks.
Police, park police, and
National Guard overwhelmed,
crying out for more help.
No military help available
because the military
must be called out
by the president, who is
himself a traitor to his country
and is encouraging the mob.
Seditionist Senators cower,
perhaps wondering what
they have unleashed.
Civil War II looms,
election results in chaos,
interrupted by the riots.
Where will it end?
Will our country ever
be the same again?
Been searching around
Nothing yet found
Don't know where I'm bound
Looking for my space
Must of fell out of grace
Wondering who am I to be lost in place
Stuck in time
Without a dime
Wishing for my day to come
I feel better off than some
But it has taken so long
Same ol song
Of life gone wrong
And once upon a time
Like some old nursery rhyme
I had wished for love
Maybe a sign from above
I have wished upon a fallen star
Nothing so far
I hold on to my desire
To lift myself up higher
Not to lose my inner fire
So much I wish to be
Too see
Life lessons I have learned
Love yet earned
Learning I have to be me
To be free
The understanding of myself
Will be my greatest wealth
Accepting being alone,
No love shown
But hope has still grown
One day
Find the right words to say
Life will fall into place
Wear a smile on this face
Wish that day was now
But I'm still leaning the how
So I keep going forward
Toward
To what, I do not know
My time will some day show
Untill then I'll continue to grow
Searching to find me
That is how I will be free
Open my heart
Everyday is a new start
Stepping past the fear
Overcoming any tear
No matter how hard is my way
Strength to make it through another day
Fear of the unknown
I will survive, time has shown
I am but a child all grown
Things I so want
Fears that haunt
Times I feel so lonely
Am I my one and only
I have found
Falling tears make no sound
Pain has my heart bound
But I stand tall
Afraid to fall
There I may stay
Lose my way
I see nothing worth this fight
But I stay in the light
The darkness I fear
Is always near
Inside me
It will always be
Makes it hard to see
Becomes hard to care
So hard to bare
This pain inside
The times I have cried
Life has lied
Tomorrow.... Some coming tomorrow
This land of no sorrow
I must find
For my own peace of mind
Who am I
I am the man who can still cry
Who still thinks he can fly
But afraid to leave the ground
Till I'm heaven bound
Who am I
To reach so high
Still I am afraid I will fall
But I shall give it my all
Only fail when I don't try
Wishing for a happy tear to cry
Before I die
Then watch me fly
In the silence of the night, when shadows dance on the walls of my soul, I meet my fears,
Those small, ordinary fears that hide in the corners of the mind like butterflies in cocoons,
I see myself as a stranger, feeling that I am not of this world of flesh and desires,
I love adventures, the changes that bring the fresh wind of the new, and yet I resist,
But no matter how fast I run, they catch up with me, like shadows that cannot be chased away,
And, in the end, I have no escape, having to face them, to look into their deep eyes.
I approach them with fear and courage, like a mirror reflecting my true face,
And, surprisingly, I discover they are not as frightening as I imagined,
In fact, they are part of me, keys that open doors to a lighter, more authentic life,
Once I accept them, I feel the burden disappear, leaving room for a sense of release and peace,
It's ironic how I ran from them, now wondering where they have been all my life,
While I avoided them, they patiently waited to show me the way to myself.
What other things have I avoided, what hidden treasures have I refused to discover,
While I ran through the labyrinth of fears, denying what is good for my soul?
Now that I've learned to look beyond the shadows, to embrace the unknown,
Perhaps I will find the courage to open more doors, to discover more truths,
And to live not just with fears, but with the understanding that they are merely steps toward inner light,
Where true peace and true freedom find their eternal home.
I’ve often wondered what you see in me
And how it is I came to be so lucky
To find someone of your deep beauty
Willing to share a lifetime together
Struggling through the thick and the thin
And standing by my side through it all.
Yes, you, who could have had any man at all
Of your own free will choose to marry me
Even though even then my hair was starting to thin
How could it be I got so lucky
To find someone who has it all together
And on the outside, as well is in, displays so much beauty?
This truly is the story of the beast and the beauty
And I am the envy of all
Many of whom said we would never stay together
And here, so many years later, you are still with me
What prayer was answered to make me so lucky
When everyone said the ice I stood on was thin?
Maybe my reasons for wondering this are thin
Maybe it is hard for me to accept you don’t mind my own lack of beauty
Maybe it is not at all because I am lucky
Maybe the reason why we enjoy love at all
Is because you accept me as simply being me
And the beauty emits from us being together.
I’ll stop wondering then what keeps us together
Because I’ll always love you, fat or thin
And I’ll accept you have the same feelings for me
And in each others’ eyes we will always see the beauty
That together holds it all
And it has nothing to do with being lucky.
And if it turns out that we both get lucky
Staying oh so many years together
I will look back and remember it all
As if written in a book not so thin
The story of this beast and this beauty
And no longer wonder what you saw in me.
I pray that other men are so lucky, even those with hair this thin
To somehow put it all together, so that they overcome their own lack of beauty.
Because when it’s said and done after all, why shouldn’t others be as happy as me?
Entry in The Sestina contest
"He sings his hymns every night, that she will know
the sounds that echo in his heart."
A gift he offers to soothe my lonely days
for in most of my waking hours we must be apart.
"She reveals a hint of a mystery lady
in her words and reflections."
No mystery am I to the one I hold dear
My love proclaimed with tender affections.
"Faith and love are the essential secrets to happiness.
That you possess both," he said, "is a great gift."
Thereafter, he sparked in me a flame of desire
I penned my emotions with the speed of a swift.
"That you can express them so beautifully is a joy to read.
But not all puzzles," said he, "need to reveal their true self."
I pondered his words, wondering what he'd meant
Was he expressing love or I am fooling myself?
"Like two lovers lost in the night sky, only to find one was a fixed star
and the other a shooting star, fading, lost in the dawning of light."
Confused, I waited with questions, clarification of what he meant.
Time passed slowly until he came to me that night.
"Some walls are built to keep things out and some to keep them in.
And some walls we need to just tear down. Once more unto the breach."
I knew there was a wall between us. Could it be torn down?
Did he want me in his life or out? His reply I would beseech.
"I felt this one deeply, Jen. Every line an ode to love,
just fingertips apart yet somehow distant. How deep the trenches."
I knew the answer and was flushed with relief
He spoke of love's flame and the fire in him that I quench.
"Sometimes with emotional waves, you never see them coming
then all of sudden they hit you like a tsunami."
I contemplated every word he had spoken
as I walked along the shore on a night warm and balmy.
"Joy and misery are the fulfillment of life and experience.
You can't know one without the other."
It's a life of happiness I want to share with him
To have the joy of loving him forever is what I'd rather.
"The mysterious raven - harbinger in the night, silhouette at the window,"
he added, "Like honey, baby, from the bee, you leave me wanting more."
No more questions did I ask during our trysting time together
Hours spent laughing and loving with the swan I'd come to adore.
April-8-2023-kj