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Best Poems Written by Frank Black Blacharczyk

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Unlucky In Love

Unforgiven but still in love
Out of control I caused you harm
I slipped fell down bruised and aching
but God pushed me back only to help me up
When the fog cleared I looked back to see the damage done
All the doors began to shut I knocked and no one answered
No one believed that I had changed
But the past was too soon it followed me
unforgiven but still in love
You tell me it’s alright forgotten but nothing changes
A friendly handshake a tense hug carefully chosen pauses
But I am still waiting to change in a heartbeat
when you call my name like you did before
You were a shelter from my storm

Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

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Orders From the Easy Chair

They anxiously waited in the trenches pacing with God
Few questions were asked but does God welcome the enemy too
Impatiently patiently listening for the whistle 
to run the race into eternity or something worse 
Some prayed some said good-bye to the world they knew
Whether their memories were good or bad it didn’t matter
Breathing here eternity there
When the whistle blew life changed for so many

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Woke Up This Morning

Welcome to another day in my paradise
I open my bedroom window and sometimes 
I hear many voices in perfect harmony
the river singing like a choir of angels 
Looking for angels from morning to sunset
to steal their wings when they're not looking
I want to be free like I used to be
before I came on to this stage feigning so many roles
Time flies with every breath every thought every moment
With a kiss he was betrayed all his friends deserted him
Innocent crucified like a common criminal in his dying breath
His revenge he forgave us 

But I see poetry in your eyes 
I see the blue sky in your eyes 
and I will apologise for who I am
failure seems to follow me wherever I go 
trips me when I least expect it
I try to hold on to the right words but it's like grabbing air 
Time flies with every breath every thought every moment
same old story always in reruns
Looking for angels from morning to sunset
to steal their wings when they're not looking
I want to be free like I used to be
Woke up this morning
I hear many voices of a river singing like a choir of angels 
Welcome to another day in my paradise

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Fell In Love, Sort Of

I fell in love was it chance was it a twist of fate
Looked into her eyes and fell in love
I fell in love as I saw it
thought it would be a made for TV movie 
sitting in the audience watching the actors
wishing I was one of them 
I fell out of love as she saw it 
Love was supposed to be a song a gold record but
she didn't buy it and fell out of love as she saw it 
Looked into her eyes and I saw a storm 
Holding onto lightning as the thunder got louder and louder
When human nature collides with artificial love the fantasy melts
Looked into her eyes and saw disappointment and sadness
Holding grudges for a reason or no reason sucking it in like a vacuum cleaner never cleaning the clogged filter 
My song was a pop song a one hit wonder once it left the charts I was done
I hear footsteps following me only shadows are dancing
The unwelcome song starts and stops inside my brain 
And all I can do is dodge my past as the music becomes louder and louder and hope for a twist of fate 
 
Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

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Looking Back

I stand on this plot of ground
thinking about my life
the good I have done the bad I have done
the love I have created the hate that I stirred
My autobiography is filled with happy moments
painful moments
The world I see before me is not the same
neither am I
God seems so close at times yet at times so far away 
An anxious mind creates restless thoughts sleepless nights
Time is now...the past is but a memory
hazy and biased good or bad replayed with a new script
some scenes better left on the cutting floor
This world I helped create...helped to create me
regrets have become my drinking companion
I stand on this plot of ground breathing in 
and breathing out the life I have lived
I have seen sadness and joy both can be misguided
when I was a child I looked to the future
now that I am old I replay the past 
I have walked on this tightrope swaying side to side
balancing these frisky emotions never looking down 
having faith the safety net has always been there 

Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

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See You Around

Hold my hand squeeze it tightly
when it's time and I go let go 
don't say good-bye just say
see you around if its not here it will be there
there is no cure for the pain that love leaves behind
no grave no urn can hold captive a soul
memories need self-medication to dull the pain
sometimes I giggle like I'm insane 
sometimes I cry and I don't know why
through joy and tears seeing what's not there
but one day the years and tears of self-inflicted guilt
like a light bulb slowly dimming, will grow weary and wear out
and I'll see you around for some tea and peace

Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

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When Words Fail Me

When everybody is right is anybody wrong
sometimes my mind rambles losing its way
every so often it finds its way back
I don't know where it's going or coming from
we can predict the date of our birth 
death is more elusive

my mind rambles like a bowl of letters
swimming aimlessly looking for the right words
my mind treads water and right words evade me
the right time has eluded my grasp 
only to be of no use when I am alone
yet my mind escapes in no particular direction  

I was looking out my window 
I think it was a window inside a dream
an elusive dream the other side of a window
I had nowhere to go so there I went
I saw a man unkept with the scent of the streets
scratching a lottery ticket his face changes from hope
to hopeless back to the streets
could have been me or you

When words fail me 
because my mind rambles in no direction
and the letters scramble to find each other
my past is in my rear view mirror
the days are getting shorter so is life 
 

Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

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Lazarus

Lazarus was dead for only a few days
Nothing could wake him it says
not even the tears and the weeping
even the loud groaning and moaning
with his final breath he blew out his candle
He was sealed in a tomb
like a prisoner in chains
sentenced to solitary confinement
All seemed lost like a sinking ship

Yet a man of miracles the Son of Man
travelled from heaven to earth
to save and heal pain and suffering
Without a touch with just three words
The Son of Man released Lazarus
Angels rejoiced 
Mountains raised their voices
Nature rose from the dead of sleep

What was easy for Him was a miracle to us 
And in the excitement what is never said
Never seen was His grin even a chuckle
Lazarus was untied we were untied
Everything changed forever

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Hope

Even though there is chaos that builds a wall
I still have hope
I have a friend who made a promise 
Of peace that overcomes all understanding
Even though darkness is getting darker
I still have hope
I have a friend who turns my darkness into light
Even though love has a short life span
I still have hope 
I have a friend who will love me forever
Even though uncertainty and confusion keep growing
I still have hope
I have a friend who never changes never lies
Even though my body is failing and unfaithful
I still have hope
I have a friend who heals my soul 
Even though anger darkens the smiling blue sky
I still have hope
I have a friend who created the smiling blue sky
Even though I am tired and want to sleep
I still have hope 
I have a friend who is faithful to help me across

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Mercy Grace Hope

How many times have you spoken to me 
And I pretended not to listen  
Even tapped me on the shoulder a time or two
I looked the other way pretending not to feel it
A little suffering to get my attention
But you always rescued me and I knew it
I didn’t want to admit it 
I was losing to a fool’s dream
I ran here I ran there like a convict escaping from jail
Even in my escape looking for a hideout
the hounds could be heard getting closer
Like a criminal you handcuffed me
with mercy and grace and hope
And released me like Noah’s dove
And I went looking for an olive branch
Confusion was my enemy so I prayed
So I prayed for an answer 
And what was your answer
And you sent me those whose roof was the sky
Their bed of concrete and any spare change sounded
like manna from heaven
You called me back and I picked up the phone
To hear Your voice again

 Frank Black Blacharczyk 
  (July 9 2020)