Short 25Th Poems
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Parades of parades-
Couples and trios
A Sun present,
Sand rises to a projected
screen in reflected flash-
Smells mixed in sights.
A quarter “C” has past
Since you opened your eyes to see
The cooties and spiders
That will haunt you throughout your eternity.
Then there was your smile,
A smile like no other,
A smile that continues to give great joy,
To both me and your mother.
The Flashes, YOUR About to See
Are Memories, of LENORE and Me
When I said : “ I DO “, I meant “ I DO “
How Well I Know, YOU Meant it “ TOO “
For , ALWAYS and FOREVER: “ MY WIFE “
For , ALWAYS and FOREVER: “ MY LIFE “
Dedicated, in LOVING Memory; To my Wife
“ Lenore Ellen (Adams) JOHNSON “
Greek Independence Day
March 25, 2019
Congratulations and OPA to the Greek
nation,
Which suffered 400 years of Turkish
domination.
And now you are free!!
Light the Saganaki, pass those very
luscious stuffed grape leaves,too.
Let's have some Mavrodafni and
Have more than a circle dance or two!
OPA with love,
Panagiota Romios
3/25/2019
Marriage is not a boat
rowing gently down the stream
It is a family car
that for years and years
surprisingly passed the MOT
The mechanic looks worried
asks carefully about
the possible possibility
of a new model
But you shake no
see you next year
we still like our ride
we do not care
about an extra rattle now and then
Fill her up with super plus
because we still have a long way to go
Winter is indeed my flavor,
Which makes you my
Snow King.
And a pillar comprised of
Carbonite and an iron
Imposition—you still
Hold on to me.
Beyond your fortress is your
Sweet pillow—on which
I lay and coo in
Comfort as you
Warm me.
Greetings, lover,
Renewed like a
Christmas carol
Falling for a
Songbird.
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Mommy, he hurt me
Somewhere deep inside
I felt her pain
But I couldn’t stop her tears
I searched for someone
Anyone who could make things right again
A friend who might help us
To overcome what has been done
To her, to me
And to all those involved in her life
We were reaching out for that lifeline
Dying within ourselves
No one was there
And no one ever came
(The 25th Floor = my age at the time, of this revelation)
The eleventh month, November, the month that takes a breath,
As it's waiting. Waiting for a fickle sun to decide.
Though sun's decision ever is to skim the sky with stealth,
As if a painter's hand the vibrant stars of night has 'plied.
The short days of muted light unwrap autumn's cold beauty,
While thick blankets on a bed ensure an even slumber.
This month of regimented hours calls us to our duty---
The great preparation for December's Holy number
Do you know him ?
Crucified for thee & me
Do you know him ?
He died upon a tree
Do you know him ?
This man without sin
When you know him
The Spirit lives within.
Do you know him ?
Let him come in today
Do you know him ?
It's through him we now pray
Do you know him ?
Today,is his birth day
NOTE Kyrielle style inspired by a prayer by the late Dr Lockeridge
Wed May 25, 2011 1:31 pm
May 25th Praise Day
This morning hope leaps out to meet a wonderful day
thank God, thank God is enough to say
Life's blessings acknowledged for all to see
welcoming more with righteous plea
Living life for others brings rewards by the score
greater life awaits on this distant shore
Once cast adrift , a better home was given
now to begin a new and better livin'.......Robert L.