Whence Harry got to tarry for a Barrymore
Extra curricular activities ,
Extra virgin olive oil
Extra terrestrial cosmology,
saucer you are a foe, metaphor
You are an earl gray without Milk and sugar ,
a cup after an interlocking prayer
A wrinkled skin that tells a lot about a tafsir
And a tiny pillow that will be always mine
telling me to come home and sing a mundane song.
I am oblivious to loose any more
I am neither grievance nor exaltation
I am a tribune that you are Sasha's brother
they check the headline every day
Do you have the funeral teardrops with you?
Mine one was empty as I got them all from you.
The one who knows Rita
The one who knows Glow in the dark
The one who knows Chapter Takathur
The one who knows Alan Kurdi
The one who knows I miss that I never coveted
The one who knows I came to the sky blue , light hearted silt head
Not to have you, but to have me, back!
While out walking late last night
wondered who it was I saw
slinking by your bedroom window
lurking 'round your back door
when I shouted 'Who goes there?”
they ran like hell didn't tarry
those I'd seen could well have been any
peeping Tom Dick and Harry
Don’t fly away so fast,
Your goodness inscribed deep in my heart.
No cardiograph can peep,
Yet your prints are set in indelible ink.
Good news lifts my stride,
Prayers answered beneath your quiet veil.
Good health cradles my soul,
Bones strong, blood running clear.
Days like this won’t evanesce—
Held close as light in a locket—
Kept with love in my mind,
Where no force on earth can dim its shine.
Tarry, beautiful day,
Curb your full-winged, hasty departure.
Drift not, though you have fins,
And vanish not—if you can’t return.
Repeat this joy, again,
Don’t let your inner gleam ever wane.
Remake the calendar—
Crown your date the only date of my days.
Tarry with me tonight -
My dear firelight!
Your precious warmth be
My solitary company.
It's my plush blanket
Wrapping me in heat.
Not all is well;
Darkness cast its spell.
Luxurious light -
Do stay tonight!
If ever we tarry apart a spell
Because circumstance conspired with fate
Remember all our days for your heart's sake;
Remember and wear a little smile.
Keep it as one would a given token
Until in flesh we unite once again.
As the night tarry on,
I sit by my table with pen in my hand
and my shoes on,
Stitching and sewing with needle of don't give up and thread of you can make it,
I just thought about the world that's going Helter skelter,
If only we hold hands together,
We could make it better.
Kids dying of starvation,
Mommies becoming childless because of abortions,
What a world, we always speak of corruption,
But to leave them is not even our intention,
We speak words that set Hell chaos loose,
We run no competition,
But we pray for others to lose,
It's 3:00 AM,
But the rooster has not crow yet,
Running our mouths like a raucous jet,
Helping others can't be on our agenda,
Making money is our key agenda,
What a world,
Eloquent speeches but different deeds,
In the assembly we sow not a seed,
In public places we stand with pride and recite the apostles Creed,
As the night tarry on,
© Gabriel T. Saah
Should you ever tarry, for even the briefest of moments,
Amongst the quiet of the pre dew-drenched grey dawning,
And, wiping away just one hesitant, lingering tear,
Fancy you might hear my soft footfall moving steadily through
When gently brushing aside those thin veils draped as if they
Were the great sorrows
Which hung from the ancient walls of long-vanished Nineveh,
Feel a fleeting, but heartfelt, pang of remorse at my passing...
Know then I will have touched you as a slowed finger traces
Across the deeply ingrained lines upon a tired lovers
Aging face.
In my wake, I tarry there
As I travel in my journeys walk, I tarry There
As I hear the voice, of my God and Christ
whispers, sweet whisperings in mine ear
I tarry there
For my judgement, I tarry here
For my mercies I tarry here
In my salvations break for mercies sake
I tarry here
Eternal life it's mine to rear
As I oft, I witness ...
I tarry here
2/25/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
She day dreams all day,
Worries all night,
If her love would ever be true!
He works hard all day,
Worries all night,
So he can marry and love her too!
Wouldn’t it be easier to say,
And speak the heart,
That their love is really true?
So life’s raft is steered along,
Not by one, but by lover’s two!
Reach out quick and hold back no!
For time is slipping through,
The sand clock does not wait for you,
Nor stop to consider who,
So tarry not make it fast,
So life is the two of you!
16/02/2020
Sight within this scroll on parchment
Lift your head up to the vapors above
See the messengers with harps and wings
Let the hypocrites have no sight upon these scrolls
Educate the weak and lowly let them hear theses sounds
Give sight to them so they may see the blood
On this scroll of parchment that John spoke of
His written word of three of the sixteenth on this scroll
His father gave to all his only son that all may believe
That life will last through eternity forever more
This free gift given written in blood for all
If the tarry through time it may expire being to late
They with ears let them hear these sounds of God
Calling all to his side of righteousness through
This blood ridden parchment with a crown of gold
Bare no cross for he hung upon it until his death
For All
Good morning, here's a book of photographs,
It has all the pictures, all you can see,
Families coming, they bring telegraphs,
Remember this one, it is just of me,
So long ago when I was only three,
Here's you, sitting under that old oak tree.
Taken at our grandparents home, your folks,
Here's you and grandpa, both on the tractors,
I remember grandpa sharing his jokes,
Then he reads the bible, quote some chapters,
In the morning we have tea and crackers,
Pictures, memories, that's all that matters,
Grandma used lots of egg yolks when kneading,
Cocoa, coffee and grandma's yellow bread,
At night you would check if we were sleeping,
Then you wake me up and I fix my bed,
Then we have breakfast before school instead,
Now we'll recite to you what we all said,
"We cannot thank you enough, love you ma!"
We're all here now, please wake from your coma.
Date: 05/09/2019
Tristesse fell in love with a Duke
The Duke thought their love was a fluke
But tonight at ten
All over again
They both fall in love with a spook!
*TARRY NOT A DECADE*
Why am I not beside you right now
Why did you have to wait that long
Why did you kiss me
You live in me, breathe in me
I still perceive your scent
Your smiles are supposed to be mine alone
I don't know how you did it
But still can't share you
I wish I could put this together and crest it in silver
On a dark clouds of the silent night
Crest them deep in your heart
There they dwell even in the lonely hours of the night
When you sweat profusely from the myth and strength of the known stranger
When you kiss him deep and confess your eternal love for him.
When he sips from your bosom
That same fountain I once clung unto
Holding firm like i would never let go
He kisses you like he owns you.
He's wrong
You know where and for whom it beats.
May be some day somewhere
For somewhat a reason, you may find your way back into the vine yard
Stay not behind too long my love
Tarry not a decade
For the gate keeper may soon fall asleep
The gate opens at dawn but may not be open till dusk
Very Scary Toil and Tarry
Trump at times seems so scarry
Much more also may become very
From reality he is always far
From politics we should bar
While we work, toil and tarry.
Jim Horn
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I bid you stay my queen of hearts
Tarry here till morn
Take not your love and go your way
'Tis allegiance I have sworn
I bow my head in purest heart
Consumed by shameless desire
Quicken me with one last smile
Enough to quiet this fire
I press you please, consider fate
Let its spirit guide your path
Turn not unto your heart of stone
Lean not toward its wrath
Cast not aside familar dreams
Nor memories patiently earned
Douse this flame of your rejection
Where the fire of love once burned
Quench this thirst that haunts my soul
Heed my beckon call
Tarry here just one more hour
Lest our love should fall
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