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Dont Fade

NOTE: This poem means a lot to me for it brings back memories of my childhood. My father, a WWII veteran was, in my eyes, indestructible. There was nothing he could not do. My mother was a constant loving guiding force that led our home. They were always there for us. Life comes full circle and when I wrote this poem Mom and Dad were failing, elderly and a mere shadow of their prime glory. I missed those times and still do. As I raise my children I am nearing retirement and I wonder what they think of me these days. The same I hope.

Don’t fade Papa, don’t leave us alone,
Where is that strong man,
Who wisely ruled our home?
Strong were his hands that once led,
That picked us up when we fell,
And carried us safely to our beds.

Don’t fade Papa,
Who is this broken man before me?
It wasn’t that long ago,
He was the inspiration for us to see.
Life comes full circle to us all,
I am not as strong as I used to be,
“Papa come play ball with me!” I hear my son call.

Don’t fade Papa, don’t leave us alone,
Take us back, to our happy home.

Don’t fade Mama, don’t leave us alone,
Where is that strong woman,
The guiding light of our home?
Strong was her love that once led,
That tickled out tummies,
And tucked us snuggly into bed.

Don’t fade Mama,
Who is this broken woman before me?
It wasn’t that long ago,
She was the example for us to see,
Life comes full circle to us all,
I am not as strong as I used to be,
“Mama have tea with me with me” I hear my daughter call.

Don’t fade Mama, don’t leave us alone,
Take us back, to our happy home.

Honourable Mentions Worth Mentioning Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
5/1/19

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Just Yesterday

Just yesterday
I was crying
Leaving home for the 1st grade
7th, 10th, 12th
Just yesterday
I threw that cap in the air
Bright eyed
Facing the world

Wow, who is that girl
My wife
The mother of my children
Just yesterday
Our babies were born
Responsibilities
Doing what had to be done
For my family
Bad job, good job, great job
My career

Just yesterday
The children are grown and gone
With the grandbabies
Busy lives
Of their own
I see them every once in a while

Just yesterday
Retired
People look right through me
I am a ghost
My body is failing
Cant remember
Like I use to
They put me in this wheelchair
In the hall

That girl
My wife
Went on ahead
I hear her calling me
Just yesterday
God said it was ok
She has waited long enough

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Golden Flowerworks

sun rise all day long
gold flowerworks exploding
van goghs sunflowers

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The Strikeout

Standing at the plate there is no doubt
The pitcher is determined to strike me out
He squints to see the catcher's glove
Then spins and swings his arms above

The ball scorches a path across the plate
I feebly swing six days too late
The umpire acts like he's having fun
When he bellowed out, "STRIKE ONE!"

Again the pitcher stares at the dish
While I silently make a wish
Not a big request at all
I only want to hit the ball

The pitcher rears back and throws a curve
The ball starts over there and then begins to swerve
I miss so badly I hit the ground
I can hear people laughing all the way back in town

The umpire is having a belly laugh too
As he holds up two fingers and shouts, "STRIKE TWO!"
The pitcher is doing a cocky dance
While behind the mound hiking up his pants

He looks smug and I hear the catcher say,
"Give it up boy, he's putting you away."
The pitcher shakes off signs 1,2,3
He's saving a special pitch just for me

He peeks out over the top of his glove
I can tell that this strikeout he already loves
He winds up like a crazy corkscrew
Slinging a pitch he has never threw

I close my eyes and jerk the bat
Somehow the bat finds where the ball is at
The crack was the loudest ever heard
Nowhere in this stadium can you hear a word

You can hear a pin drop in this place
Nary a smile on any face
You would think that ball was launched into outer space
But alas, it is just a dribbler to first base

I feel I should get out of town
When I saw the other team high-fiving on the mound
Dad said, "Don't worry son, we'll get them next time champ."
After all it was just my first bat at Little League camp!

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Heaven's Shore

I will love you forever 
To my last breath
Until I'm sleeping 
The sleep of death

And when I rise 
On Heaven's shore
I will exist only 
To love you more

Forever My Love Valentine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : BJ Legros Kelley
1/2/2022

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My Christmas Tree

As I gaze upon my Christmas tree with the ornaments, glitter, tinsel and snow, I see the many presents scattered around. The shiny star on top catches my eye and I cant help but to think of Joseph and a very pregnant Mary travelling thru the wilderness on a donkey happy to find rest for the night in a manger. I think of the Magi following the star thru a hostile land to worship the babe.

As I gaze upon my Christmas tree I cant help but to think of Jesus carrying that tree up the street to his death and execution. I hear the whips crack and the bloody cries. I can hear his mother crying and see the tears on her face. I can feel the tree shake as they drive in the nails. I am thankful for the sacrifice of God's son for my sins.

As I gaze upon my Christmas tree I cant help but to think of the poor hungry, shivering masses around the world hunkered under a tree in a shanty home, clinging to life, I hear the children crying and I see the tears on the mother's faces. I see fathers broken down struggling to feed their families. My heart breaks for them.

As I gaze upon my Christmas tree I cant help but to think of my many blessings. My family, my job and my home. I have clothes to wear and food to eat and a warm bed to sleep in. But most of all I cant help but to think about the true meaning of Christmas. I pray when you look at yours you do too. Perhaps together we can remember the weak and make someone's world a little better.

Christmas Tree Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
12/3/18

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Your Light

The light in you
Conquers the dark in me
The good in you
Soothes the hate in me
The love in you
Brings out the love in me

Gone is my darkness
Gone is my hate
Your light shines
In my heart
As we walk together 
In this love

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Memento Mori

we are mere travelers
through this plane
who we are
what we posses
are sands
through the hour glass
memento mori
we are already gone
to God
who waits at the end of time
carpe diem
live it 
love it

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God Knows

Look at the color of that face,
It should not be in this place,
We do not want that face to stay,
Stop! God loves that face anyway

Look at that black evil heart,
Terrible hatred it must impart,
Cut it out and throw it away,
Stop! God loves that heart anyway

The truth is not in him for he is a liar,
He spreads deceit like a wildfire,
Don’t believe a word he might say,
Stop! God loves him anyway

Look at her, the loose jezebel,
She has slept with everyone I can tell,
Don’t speak to her today,
Stop! God loves her anyway

There is that man a convicted thief,
He is worth nothing and has caused much grief,
Lock your door while you are away,
Stop! God loves him anyway

How ugly are those deformed legs,
What a pitiful disgrace when he begs,
It is best to ignore him, look away,
Stop! God loves him anyway

How fat can one person be?
That is so disgusting, I am glad it’s not me,
How could anyone end up this way,
Stop! God loves him anyway

What a complete failure of a man I say,
He has never had anything go his way,
People laugh at him every day,
Stop! God loves him anyway

She murdered her child before it’s birth,
She thinks it was nothing without any worth,
A monster without a conscious some say,
Stop! God loves her anyway

That drunkard, never enough for him to drink,
He’s thrown his life down a bottle I think,
A stop in every bar along his way,
Stop! God loves him anyway

She is the biggest hypocrite that ever lived,
Two faced with nothing ever good to give,
I hope she gets her reward I pray,
Stop! God loves her anyway

Her mind is gone, she is curled on the floor,
Throw her a hospital, lock the door,
We don’t have to think about her this way,
Stop! God loves her anyway

I am a pitiful waste I realize,
I will never measure up in anyone’s eyes,
It’s too late for I give up today,
Stop! God loves me anyway!

If God forgives so should we,
If we accept Christ, God will set us free,
Before you judge today,
Stop! God loves us all anyway!

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Shush Did You Hear That

Shush, did you hear that?
it is the wail of terminated babies
the cries of soldiers who did not come home
the tears running down mothers cheeks

Shush, did you hear that?
It is the crushing of a child's spirit
the bruises of a beaten wife
the sigh of falling in love

Shush, did you hear that?
it is the whimper of a hungry child at night, 
the giggle of a little girl at tea time
an old man talking to his deceased wife

Shush, did you hear that?
it is the breaking of my heart when you said goodbye
the howl of the old dog when they carried his master away
the desperation of the multitudes clawing for existence 

Shush, did you hear that?
it is a father's struggle to feed his family
the slow beep of the ICU monitor 
Grandma humming while slowly rocking the baby

Shush, did you hear that?
it is the chilling wind sweeping across the fresh fallen snow
the shooting star on a dark summer night
the breaking of the dawn on a bright new day

Shush, did you hear that?
it is God's spirit telling me of his love
the glorious choirs of angels
and the bells of Heaven that wait for me


Contest: Shush, Did you hear that?
Sponsor: Anthony Slausen
9/12/18