We cannot know for sure
How much time we have left
And there isn’t a cure
For the loved ones, bereft.
Death may sometimes arrive
Just the way you’d expect,
But for those who survive,
There’s a real disconnect
From the world that they knew
Where their loved one drew breath
To what they can’t get through,
Which is deal with a death.
It has always been so
And it always will be.
When the time comes to go,
There’s no bargain or plea
That can change the harsh fact
Of a person’s demise
Nor step in to distract
From what hope now denies.
A mountain of lies
a river of debt
The hurricane's eye?
How much worse could it get
And then she uncovered
a mistress and lover
On her way to discover ~
why she would never recover
when you lose track of time and life starts slipping away
arilus . caliculus and cyclopia complain that the cheeseboard is to zesty but they are impious from brewing wineberry ! their in psychoanalytic reform
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
I know now you was sent from the good Lord above...I don't think you'll ever fathom in your mind, how much you are loved... I know I'm kinda crazy and probably legally insane...but ide crawl through miles of broken glass, to take away your pain..You are the love of my life, my wife, my soul mate and best friend....And I know this loves eternal and we'll be together in the end... When this life throws us hard times, and trials, my beautiful bride do not fear it.... Cause you will have me next to you, Mind Body and Spirit....You know some people go a lifetime and never find what we share...And I'm so thankful to God for you, because this kind of love is rare .... They could even lock me back up babe, A YEAR A Decade or Longer....But my love for you Never fades infact each day it jus grows stronger!!
I remember the nights
when the sound of your voice
would caress my soul and reassure me.
The gentle warmth of your words
would embrace me and convince me
that everything would be alright.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
The wind today comes from the east
I long to fly towards it and be at ease
On this earth I stand over skeletons once with dreams
O peace finds her own solace
I just lay near her hiss kept dry by breeze
My worry interlace and I long once again
I see..The struggle; the decision May
fourteen ninteen forty eight.' Truman
Recognises Isreal I would have too.' The
Next day Arab armies attack, and are beaten back.' A fledgling State fighting to
Survive, yes i am for that.' Yet I am not for
The slaughter i see today, upon their neighbours, I am against all war especially wars to obtain others land..
How does humanity, mess it up so much?
Is it there to call in Jesus.? Is it academic
To argue this or that position.? I am
highly perplexed, and even more eager
For peace thsn before.)
A single second feels like a decade,
As painted visions of your visage fade.
Yet winter passes; golden petals bloom,
Releasing hearts from their protective gloom.
I yearn to feel your timeless, soft caress,
While gently hiding all this phantom sadness.
I place my faith in you, my happiness—
Mi Helecho, praying you return in wholeness.
My Helecho, I miss you so much,
Longing to whisper "I love you" in your ear,
I was in urgent need of your warmest embrace,
Father God, always bless my one and only Helecho.
how much is too much?
thirty pallets on a truck
fifty trucks per day
how much pain can one person hold before they break
her make up could have been much finer
the powder accented her purple eyeliner
she paraded past a farmer and a miner
is that make up or does she have a shiner?
Yes at thirteen, if you’re not a forty-niner
You don’t need your under eyes to have black eyeliner
But we do not say anything, because thirteen is a whiner
At supper we all keep our mouths shut at the clown-like diner
In Southern hemisphere,'
Winter flowing past here,
At Jack Frost we peer,'
Happy smiles do appear,
Winter sunshine is sheer,
Roses need a pruning shear,
Moonlit nights all clear,
Not much snow this year,
Not a ski bunny, dear,
Drought is what we fear,
Of farmers' plight we hear,
Send more rain in our sphere,
Looks like El Nino gear.
I never thought I would do so well with an older man
He understands me better than any young man can
He's done with lies and toying with a woman's mind
He's looking for love from a lady of a certain kind
Its a privilege to know that I'm someone he likes
That im someone with whom he wants to spend his life
He fondles my thoughts and heart because he's very expressive
When he shares his words of experience it's very impressive
He listens to my words with his heart and not with his ears
He's not afraid to open up and tell me what he fears
He takes nothing for granted and he appreciates me
Helping me grow into the woman that I would like to be
He treats me like a gem and gives me protection
Hes very gentle with me and shows me affection
He does these things in a way that I never experienced before
When I experienced him romantically he touched me to the core
He has a way with me that takes my breath away
He sends my pulses running in every single way
He's has captured my heart because he's different from the rest
He's much older, true, but his love is the best
If I had it my way I would choose him all over again
I'm amazed I'm so compatible with this older man.
I think I had a bit too much. To drink last night.
I thought I saw my ex. Eating my apple pie.
Did he sneak in. Through my open window?
Or does he still have a key. To my front door?
I caught you, I think. Now what are you going to do?
Caught you red-handed. I wondered why my baking
Was going missing...Or was it all a dream?
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