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Deb Wilson Poem
There is a child that looks like me.
Years from now still won't be free.
You'll want to rock her in your arms.
Keep her safe from all that harms.
Some things you simply don't forget.
And there is shame that haunts me yet.
The stark reality is this-
I find it hard to share a kiss.
Children are meant for love and prayers.
Not sneaking footsteps on the stairs.
Fear grows where refuge should be.
Hate floats on a toxic sea.
In all these years sorrow still lives.
A broken spirit but strong will gives
reason to find a better way.
This child is loved by me today.
written 4/13/2013
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2013
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steal their land
then dine with them....
no reservations needed
**for Chris Aechtner's Yet Another Senryu contest
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2010
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The lady was brave as she could be
And she went down in history
As one who stood up for her race
The whites said she should know her place
She boarded the bus like all the rest
Not knowing she'd be put to the test
The bus driver yelled back with a frown
"Get up you four,let this man sit down"
The driver and man were white of course
But Rosa refused to respond to force
She knew in her heart that she had a right
So she quietly sat there prepared for the fight
Rosa Parks knew what this would cause
To boldly ignore the Jim Crow laws
Thus a city bus boycott began
Martin Luther King Jr. became her fan
In Montgomery,Jim Crow's called unfair
Some think the rights movement began there
When a lady courageous remained in her seat
Refusing to give herself up to defeat
And so in December of fifty five
The civil rights movement became alive
When Rosa and all the other brave souls
Would go down in the history rolls
* for Carolyn and James's "History " contest
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2011
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So thick with rain,the rancid air
into the jungle pours.
Young soldiers with their feet on fire
keep on despite the sores.
This war is one that no one wants
and no one understands.
Young men and women give their lives
in these far Asian lands.
Back home these kids are shown disdain;
they're spit upon and worse.
When they come home from Viet Nam
in airports they are cursed.
A blight upon our history
was this long standing war.
But we should show the vets respect
for suffering they bore.
written by Deb Wilson
January 12th, 2013
for contest "Historical Modified Quatrain"
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2013
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shards of azure sky
weave me into future dreams...
captain of my ship
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014
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We laughed at each and every thing.
You were my sovereign soul mate.
How could I know when I wore your ring
that you were the one would teach me hate?
So many days filled up with laughter.
Nights of unmistakable pleasure.
Then you hung me from the highest rafter.
Caused me pain too deep to measure.
I worked so hard to perfect and please.
Giving you everything I was made of.
In times of stress I'd bring you ease.
You flourished in unconditional love.
One night I came home late from work.
There was my telephone message blinking.
Turns out you're a heartless jerk.
You shattered me without twice thinking.
Those words still haunt me to this day.
"I simply can't go on pretending.
I need my freedom and right away".
How cruel the message you were sending.
Yet when I recovered from the shock
I picked up the pieces of my soul.
For years my heart was under lock.
But now I'm healed and once more whole.
I've heard that you never settled down.
That great love's never come your way.
Well karma reigns and you wear the crown.
That's really all I have to say!
for "Betrayal" contest sponsored by Frank H.
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014
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you dried all my tears
i stand proud now like the oak---
no weeping willow
your splendid branches
wrap me into your shadow---
shelter from the storm
wind blows me down
your light lifts me up---
might i dwell in your arms?
written January 28th,2013
for pd's Valentine contest
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2013
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Many splendored visions dancing through my head.
Wishes caught up in the stars and moon struck sky.
Roads to travel near and far where I am led.
Past regrets are vanquished-I'll no longer cry.
Dive into life's canyons and I won't be shy.
Give this heart another chance to grow and love.
Paint my words on canvas for the world to see.
Seek my wisest answers from the heavens above.
Bathe in scented waters flowing wild and free.
Find forgiveness in my soul and let it be.
Rock the children in my arms both young and old.
Find my voice and sing so loud the birds will cheer.
Give somebody warmth and shelter from the cold.
Live my life with passion and I'll show no fear.
Let my hopes and dreams just sparkle bright this year!
for contest "This Year" sponsored by Francine Roberts
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2015
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Twirl across the fields
in an adoring frenzy.
Chill is forgotten.
Our feet sing like hummingbirds.
Sun fingers tickle our souls.
written Jan 6th,2014
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Bring me salt from your tear stained eyes
to heal my wounds as I realize
that never and forever are similar taunts
making me crazy with a message that haunts.
Once we were new and we played it so well.
Yet in spite of some heaven we landed in hell.
So be gone with your kisses and coal black heart.
My soul was endangered right from the start.
I'll meander on towards the bright light of day
while you squander the dark as you go on your way.
Never did you know me or paint me quite true.
Now goodbye is all that I have left for you.
written by Deb Wilson
March 19th,2014
motif is romantic
for Giorgio's contest
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2014
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