There’s nothing at all that I’m needing
and little that I’m wanting,
no tasks I find too daunting~~
but the world is bleeding.
The hungry near and far need feeding;
the homeless need shelter.
All around there’s helter-skelter,
and the world is bleeding.
For safety, the abused are pleading.
The addicted are dying.
Distraught loved ones are crying,
while their world is bleeding.
God’s will, many are not heeding.
Murder and mayhem reign;
wars bring death and pain
as this world is bleeding.
Categories:
stops, death, god, life, loss,
Form: Rhyme
Daddy drove a truck
I'm a trucker's son
I'll be driving eighteen wheelers
'til my trucking days are done
Momma lives for trucks
looking good under the hood
born in a cab
I have trucking in the blood
and it takes air brakes truck stops
weigh stations too
pedal to the metal
coming on through
fired up wired up shifting gears
running on caffeine
it's music to my ears
I have a yearning
to hear those engines burning
rolling down the road
to the sound of wheels turning
hit the highway as day's dawning
I love the smell of diesel in the morning
Categories:
stops, fun, humorous, son, travel,
Form: Rhyme
Learn to Fandango
castanet in your hand
Tambourine calling
its bells to command
Dance every Tango
before it’s too late
Death in the offing
— the wolf at the gate
(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
Categories:
stops, dance, life,
Form: Rhyme
Captured like an old black and white
Raptured from all this plight
I cling onto hemp rope ever so tight
Wicked is the lonely in the night
Longevity ain't what it used to be
I'm still waiting for that scientific breakthrough:
A pill to keep me young and not just to keep me up
At night, the dream dancer awaits my curtsied bow
Time waits for no one but me, you see
Forever gazing into blue green, opalescent twilights that never end
Through the ocean breeze I breathe and transcend
As the Dream Master that I am
Categories:
stops, dream,
Form: Free verse
Gazing into the mirror, tears streaming down my cheeks. Not understanding what's happening. A child of eight, maybe ten staring back. Why me?
I had chosen to live isolated from humanity, deep in the Appalachian mountains. Society had become too corrupt. I trusted no one. My friends, all gone. My family disowned me - a freak, a loser they called me. I was content to live out the remainder of my life alone, with only the birds and the squirrels to keep me company. Every night I prayed for death to visit early so this useless life would end.
But death has escaped me. Relief may never come. Trapped in an endless loop ever since that day, that cursed day when I was struck by lightning while fetching wood for the fire. There was no storm, no clouds. Something strange and surreal happened to me in that moment. I didn't die.
Now I live in misery, my body setting and resetting, aging then reversing, then aging again. O how I long for it to end, to sleep the eternal sleep, to simply cease to exist. For you see, I am 195 years old. Time stops for no one in this place, this hellish hole I've fallen into. At least not for me. Please God, help me. Please, LET IT END!
Categories:
stops, age, destiny,
Form: Free verse
What a fool, you were, taken for a ride!
It’s a lesson to learn, protect your own hide.
They had great a time, using your emotions.
Grow up, make absolutely no commotions.
God has a new friend, already on their way.
Stop snivelling, get on your knees and pray!
So, if they did this to you, smile, you are blessed.
A friend never jumps on your soul, do not be stressed.
You write their namss, put it in the Book of Psalms!
May God grant you peace, and protection from harm.
I wish you love!
Pangie
12/07/2024
Categories:
stops, change, friendship, god, peace,
Form: Rhyme
Leaving your family at home,
Having no sleep…. you roam!
Know your speed and signs;
Invaluable are people’s spines!
Be attentive at turns and stops;
Avoid needless entry of cops!
Categories:
stops, 4th grade, home,
Form: Rhyme
The clock never stops
Car crashes happen
Babies are born
People fall in love and die in hospitals
Grandparents divorce each other
The world keeps going
Through sorrow and suffering
The clock never stops
Categories:
stops, time,
Form: Free verse
Whatever
Seems to happen
Happens emptily..
Empty expressions of
Starts and stops..
The starts and stops
Tell the stories
Of longing and
Discovery arising
Spontaneously...
Categories:
stops, celebration, irony, words,
Form: Light Verse
Hollow people masquerade
Down lonesome roads full of rock and bones
Never finding what they don’t know
they’re searching for…
Under the silent moon the cricket stops
Leaving the table too soon
The blood drops
Hollow people start to fade
Reality drifts farther away
Burning desires- sparks ignite fires
Wayward traveler moving on
Tried to say goodbye, but I’m already gone
Categories:
stops, goodbye,
Form: Rhyme
Leave
before
love turns sad
in the same bed.
Differently dreams
don't move old beats
when love stops
feelings
in.
Categories:
stops, adventure, allegory, allusion, emotions,
Form: Ninette
Verse I
I have longed for someone
to be my trusted friend,
being honest and so devoted
is my only priority indeed;
a true promise won't be gone!
Chorus
Life's wheel stops spinning
when faded is our feeling;
we stop giving of ourselves,
we look for new adventures!
Love can wait, it's not the last
thing to be trashed by forgetfulness.
isn't trust a hard and harsh test?
When someone's eyes do sparkle,
we know how true they really are:
if we feel inside their deep fondness!
Chorus:
Life's wheel stops spinning
when faded is our feeling;
we stop giving of ourselves,
we look for new adventures!
We create miles of distance,
silence is the widest space;
do we wander into nothingness,
do we follow the path of madness?
Chorus:
Life's wheel stops spinning
when faded is our feeling;
we stop giving of ourselves,
we look for new adventures!
We expect nothing but a blue sky,
if it's not, we quickly break down;
most of us seek desolation and cry,
desperation grows while we drown!
Categories:
stops, anxiety, conflict, emotions, loneliness,
Form: Lyric
interesting
the girl has red hair
she is around 200 pounds
she dances well
people throw coins
into a violin case
no violin
there are pidgins on the pavement
they are also dancing
between the hurrying legs
The girl is an angel
I know these things
gut response things
reflected everywhere
glass me
moves in dozens of directions
the red head
follows my window forms
Interesting
skimming under thin ice
from underneath
i have no head
but the hat is very smartly placed
dancing particles are named
only when they join
even when the street has no name
the cold weather has dead-fisheyes
sex talk overhears itself
interesting
naked slippers walk quietly into the light
a red face melts on its own hot breath
fat girl stops dancing
winks at my thin lips
the thin coat and thinly disguised admiration
only my ankles are swollen
interesting
Categories:
stops, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The days pass yet time stops for another war casualty.
Categories:
stops, war,
Form: Monoku
I've got my eye on you...
"Don't fear my darkness"
For my mood reflects by the moon or sun,
and my mysterious faces and silhouettes...
can be creepingly pleasant
If that's such a thing?
Sometimes I will be watching you from behind
Though,
other times I will be leading you to your fate or destinations
My darkness can sometimes blind you,
So, look for me when the sun shines...
that is when I am at my best
But beware, in a ghostly manner, within seconds...
I will disappear into the unknown
I am always full of fresh air,
but,
my breath has been taken
Well, I will see you sometime soon, time to go...
It's raining
Categories:
stops, deep,
Form: Free verse
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