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Donna Newton Poem
I knew one day
you'd spread your wings
you'd take my heart
when you cut
our strings
through the years
Id daydream alot,
worried about that day
then I'd think to myself
"She's a well rounded girl
with brains to boot,
eh she'll be okay"
Now it's all changed
as that day is here
the anxiety of a loss
is what i fear
With tears in our eyes
you tell me "don't cry,
I've groomed my feathers
so I'll fly really
high
As i watch her wings
spread far and wide
the metaphoric example
of a future so bright
I swallow the knot
that is in my throat
as i watch her take off
and i feel life
broke
True to you
my beautiful daughter
my smile came back
within the hour
I picked up the phone
to hear your voice
as you go on and on
with your girlie stories
These silly moments
i've come to cherrish
no matter your age
you will always be
mom's baby
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Donna Newton Poem
The daughter of a lucky Vietnam marine,
his only child is my husband you see
lucky because he made it out alive,
aware of the alternative..
as he watched buddies die.
Some days for hours I’d listen to stories
many times in disbelief…………
it wasn’t until he pulled out his pictures
that he made a believer of me.
Enemy fire, hell in the jungle,
and finely beyond the grenades,
I remember him saying
it was by the grace of GOD,
the reason their Asses were saved.
Proud they were and lucky
to go home, now here we are,
fourty years down the road.
While my husband,
our daughter,
his mother and I, feel
very fortunate to have been
a part of his life
As luck would have it..
this cliché is a lie,
those who felt lucky never
had luck on their side.
A soldier selflessly sacrifices life
some were called quickly
and others over time.
Dad was a marine during the
Vietnam War standing
front line and center,
freedom at the core
Positioned in the jungle,
men were exposed
It’s silent, and brewing,
agent orange as we know.
Agent Orange is the reason
so doctors have said,
that caused the cancer and
the death of our dad.
A MAN of all MEN
he will always be known
as another fallen marine has
been called home
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We walked side by side
she was my best friend indeed
she didn't ask for much
and she returned
her love to me
I never had to worry
she might not be home
one day
because in my heart
I'll always know
her love would
of never strayed
She would sit in the window
and wait for me
watching the cars
drive bye
but she wouldn't wag
her curlylittle tail
until it was me
who stepped inside
I'll never forget
all the fun in my life
when I had my Porky Pig
and I catch myself
all the time
wondering how the heck
she's been
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Donna Newton Poem
A fool for love
Young and dumb
we fell in love
no care in the world
just having fun
Handsom he was
and i was his queen
paving our way
to fulfill life's dreams
Now bringing together
Our Mom's and Dad's
to give them the news
the family will expand
Excitement in the air
came crashing down
when my dreams for
a family would not
be found
Oblivious to the evil
that sleeps in my bed
we now have a baby
and she calls him dad
Raising myself
from my early teens
no one to guide
or influence me
My moral's in tact
i thought i was safe
I wasn't more wrong
as i saw satan's
face
He came up with a plan
then recruited his
parents
lies and deciect,
I fell right for it
By the time i realized
what evil was spun
Discipline to my child
was an iron thumb
Jr. High is way
too young
to let my daughter
stay the night
with a chum
The louder i protest
the harder she fought
more dissapline i say
the more freedom
she got
Bringing her up
In a destructive way
can cause a mother
to disrupt your
day
With nothing to lose
as ive lost it all
looking satan
in the eyes
telling him to go
to hell
Ive lived with the devil
now for twenty six
years
Ive sacrified my life
so that i can keep
her near
I tried so hard
to correct my mistakes
but no matter what i do
it is just in vein
I had his baby
but it was all a plan
the baby would be given
to satan's mom and dad
I have no record,
no drinking problem
Im not a whore
and i gave him
no reason
Now i live
with little ambition
my family tree stops
at my generation
I write my life
through story
and rhyme
to prevent depression
from consuming
my time
The promise i made
all of those years ago
vigilant for revenge,
and a fool no more
Date: 8-19-2018
Sponsor:Brenda Chiri
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Donna Newton Poem
Seductive eyes
with bright red lips
red nail polish
on my fingertips
We sit in this bar
and say no words
you gaze deep
into my eyes
while I play
like I'm yours
Will you drive me wild..
or have I already
driven
will you be
one of those guys
that will be easily
smitten.
You have broke my spell
by looking away
but my smile
is immanent....
who's game are
we playing?
You play it well
so your reward
is my attention
I am very aware
that your goal
is a night of
passionate kissing
There we go..
now I have you back
your desires will get
the best of you yet
So Into your arms
I slide down the seat
my ulterior motive
to feel your heart beat
And the faster it thumps
the closer you are
to losing this game
between one boy
and one girl
Now that I have you
flushed in the face
you ask yourself
" How much more agony
must one man partake?"
Babe don't worry
It's almost done
your pockets are now empty
so when you look up
I'll be gone!
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Donna Newton Poem
I awoke from a dream
the other day
it wasn't a normal
dream for me
becauseI woke up
in a cold, cold sweat
after I'd had an epiphany
The foresight to which
I would foresee
took my breath away
and no matter how deep
of a breath I gulped
the anxiety became
urgency
This feeling that I kept,
was the feeling one gets...
like a baby needing it's nursing
still I chuckle inside
while I pushed it to the
back of my mind
and went on about
my day as nothing
towards the end of the week
I was knocked off of my feet
with the ringing of the phone
It was my mama to say,
" I had a heart attack that day
luckily I wasn't alone".
After this call
I would sit and weep
for the many years
I had given her
adolescent grief
if I could turn back
the hands of time
I would not do it
Just for me
I would do it for
my mom and dad
as nothing can
prepare me
for being so sad
I now replay
my thirty six years in life
to figure out
how it all flew by
and as I follow the deaths
through our generation tree
yep, the next is my parents..
and then will be me
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Young and dumb
we fell in love
no care in the world
just having fun
Handsom he was
and i was his queen
paving our way
to fulfill life's dreams
Now bringing together
Our Mom's and Dad's
to give them the news
the family will expand
Excitement in the air
came crashing down
when my dreams of
my own family
would not be found
Oblivious to the evil
that lurks in my bed
we now have a baby
and she calls him dad
Raising myself
from my early teens
no one to guide
or influence me
My moral's in tact
i thought i was safe
I wasn't more wrong
as i saw satan's
face
He came up with a plan
then recruited his
parents
lies and deciect,
I fell right for it
By the time i realized
what evil was spun
Discipline to my child
was an iron thumb
Jr. High is way
too young
to let my daughter
stay the night
with a chum
The louder i protest
the harder she fought
more dissapline i say
the more freedom
she got
Bringing her up
In a destructive way
can cause a mother
to disrupt your
day
With nothing to lose
as ive lost it all
looking satan
in the eyes
telling him to go
to hell
Ive lived with the devil
now for twenty six
years
Ive sacrified my life
so that i can keep
her near
I tried so hard to
correct my mistake
but no matter what i do
it is just in vein
I had his baby
but it was all a plan
the baby would be given
to satan's mom and dad
I have no record,
no drinking problem
Im not a whore
and i gave him
no reason
Now i just live
with little
ambition
my family tree stops
at my generation
I write my life
through story
and rhyme
to prevent depression
from consuming
my time
I have a full life
with horses and dogs
my child left hell
and life goes on
So reference here
when reading my
rhymes
they will all
make sense
time after time
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Donna Newton Poem
There you are
strolling about
a drink in one hand
and a smoke
in your mouth
A dimly lit club
with familiar people
as you say
your hello's
you are greeted
by the female's
Watching you interact
touching the very small
of their backs
tender, gentle,
a romantic perhaps
My finger now moist
from the liquid in my glass
like a potion that I'm brewing
and I intend to cast
A hunger in your smile
here and there,
as secrets from these beauty's
are whispered in your ear
Competition
is confirmed
and looks pretty tuff
as to have one of these
bunnies is what you lust
Rescued by thirst
and only remnants
in your glass
mother nature now calls
and you can
move on at last
With the experience
of a gigolo
you mingle the room
blessed with
the looks of a prince..
and lines so smooth
Walking my direction
your approach is near
in about thirty seconds
my motive secret..
but very clear
As a woman unknown
has just crossed your path
you stop in your tracks
to turn and look back
Where is she from..
Why is she here…
What should I say….
"can I buy you a beer?"
This is a first
one of it's kind
you haven't no words
or pickup lines
It's now or never
you say to yourself
like time after time
you dive in head first
but tonight will be different
and you will be
left stumped
"what just happened..
was I just dumped?"
as you yourself
are now
used goods
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ADRIFT..
I awoke one morning
expecting the rain
but to my surprise
not a drop had came
I ran outside
to search the sky
I saw for myself
exactly why
straining my eyes
as it float softly down
and an instant smile
took over my frown
landing at my feet
I stepped onto..
grabbing the hand of this man
wondering what
he intended to do
he held me tight
steady we went
and I felt so secure
as the cloud was adrift
saying no words
his heart told me all
suspended in flight
he now calls me
"doll"
in this place
of happy times
he whispered in my ear
honey welcome to..
cloud nine
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Donna Newton Poem
That's right little ole lady
it's here once again
your birthday is back
so let your aches
settle in
What to get you,
something old or new
you kissed my cheek
and said,
your love will do
But to get a gift
is not just for you
when the one
watching you open it
gets excited to
So i went for a walk
and i wandered about
i kicked this old liquor
bottle and a genie
came out
As shocked, startled
and as scared as
i was this gift would
be perfect for the
woman i love
So i scooped
the genie and the
three wishes up
i ran all the way home
while shaking him up
Sitting the bottle
on the kitchen counter
i unscrewed the cap
and never smelt
anything fouler
The bottle fell over
and the genie rolled out
he got back to his feet
when he then passed
out
All i could do
was laugh at the genie
now pittiful and drunk
just needing some
sleepy
So now at this point
there is nothing
i can do
so i went to moma
and said, "pick a hand
One or Two"
The drunken genie man
was the hand she picked
so i handed her the hand
with the half full bottle
and told ger to
wash him down quick
with this foul smelling
whiskey sour
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