She…

Love this one. We can always hold onto our deepest treasures and people so special in our lives in form of poetry. Thanks.

She... She’s like the summer breeze that blows strong, raising your kite high, only to stop suddenly, let it drop, then raise it again, in another direction.  She’s like the girl that suddenly catches your eye on the street, gives you a smile that sends spasms across your heart, and before you know it, disappears in the crowd of faces unknown, never to be seen again.  She’s like a soothing golden sun that breaks through the clouds on a cold winter’s mor … Read More

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Endless

Always did have an open heart and mind to good, pure, sappy, love poetry. Love it!

New loves meet with careless hearts Past loves look back and sigh Mistakes made Lessons learned A heartfelt flame is trampled Only to spring forth again Oh careless heart where is your caution? You open your gates much too often Confusing my mind and causing my demise Oh don't look into her eyes!! Too late the rides begun!! Careless frolic Endless pain Lessons learned repeated again But maybe this time is different? I hear an angels voice A heave … Read More

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Endless

Always did have an open heart and mind to good, pure,

New loves meet with careless hearts Past loves look back and sigh Mistakes made Lessons learned A heartfelt flame is trampled Only to spring forth again Oh careless heart where is your caution? You open your gates much too often Confusing my mind and causing my demise Oh don't look into her eyes!! Too late the rides begun!! Careless frolic Endless pain Lessons learned repeated again But maybe this time is different? I hear an angels voice A heave … Read More

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Wander this world not alone

Love this one and It’s perspective in life’s journey. Thanks.

Wander this world not alone A pair of shoes can speak a lot about a woman. Like most of my female companions, I wear all sorts, as one does hats in the roles of life. My various styled shoes have taken me through my first steps, first dance, ballet lessons, sports, campus life, down the aisle, and now to a land far, far away. Each pair represented the place I was at in life, whether sashaying across the dance floor in a pink tutu or walking towards the man who would become … Read More

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Dream A Lovers Dream

Not yet, but one day I will see this, know this and always one day remember this forever…not yet but one day.

A whisper in the night air, did drift into my dreams. A hint of something sensuous, erotic in extremes. A promise of eternity, of love and true romance. All it takes is for us to dance the lovers dance I woke and felt chill breeze, but cool me it did not. For in my mind were visions, my passion far too hot. Two souls were dancing closely, but neither dared to talk All it takes is for us to walk the lovers walk I reached my mind out further, to se … Read More

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One Critic In That Cruel Critical World

Who are they that they feel as they do

when you think that you have all to be said

and things seem they are finally going along in your own feet

you begin to jump and scream knowing that this still could all just be a dream

believing it’s not you rush and run to be able to get things done

knowing that all finally seems so content

But then someone has to be a critic and shoot all

 your hopes, your dreams all you have spent your life doing best at your best

shooting it down to the moist dark ground

when you had just finally felt that you had made it

there is always one critic in that critical cruel world

but why must they all feel so deep and cold

just as our path goes the way you’ve tried so long

dreaming new dreams that have just begun

finally finishing ones that you had never followed

and working your heart in the ones still layed out upon the tables

when suddenly from nowhere they come

from every corner and angle you could see

just to do what it is they do best

complain and tear you down

down at your lowest low you could ever receive

there is always one critic in that critical cruel world

this as much as i don’t want to

this is something that I really believe

not sure of why they must be as we see

but in the end we somehow always learn something to keep and walk away with

Only Forever

Only forever is where I see
Living in ecstatic happiness forever with you and me

Only forever will we be together for always you and me
Building a wonderful family

Only forever is what I want
Living together in a place that is truly ours

Only forever you are in time with a storybook fairytaleall about or fame and glee

Only forever doesn’t it sound good
Happy together forever you and me

Only forever listen to that tone and ring
You mean the world to me and my everything
When you cry I cry too
When you laugh I laugh with you

Only forever throughout this life and the next even forever from lives of our past

Only forever we are living to learn
To learn together and not alone
Only forever passionately

Only forever is what I want to hear you say

Only forever is where I see
Living in ecstatic happiness forever with you and me

Being Sick Is Not Fun

fighting health for a month is not what I want

although it is where I am right now

There are no real symptoms to match any illness or disease

although I honestly feel like crap

with my eyes fading in and out and becoming feeling as if they are shaking

my head feeling like I am dizzy and like my head  is falling off my head

running fevers for 3 weeks

this is not normal for being sick

My body feels like I am falling over

and feeling like I am trying to jump out of my body

now felling pain throughout my back

feeling as if someone is holding my neck really tight as my stomach gets feeling nauseous

but not sick

totally feeling like i am not me

feeling like I am leaving my body

shaky inside and numb

but not on the outer body

being sick is not fun

A Cold Winters Night Long Ago

There once was a baby wrapped and dressed of nothing but burlap rags

they called him Emanuel, Prince of peace,Jesus, Josiah

In the cold of winter nights he lay in a bed of hay

in a small barn of no room

animals of the barn watch in the manger where this baby began his life

surrounding to watch this special birth take place

known to all as The king this baby came to be

still in the bitter cold this child lay his tiny head

with one tiny star bigger than the rest shine upon the barn entrance way

while this child rest

people came from all around to visit and see this baby they called “The King”

Shepard’s and wise men from all over nations

came to see this tiny miracle in the making of a journey into life

Some brought him gifts of silver, incense, and mer

this child was to be brought to death even after just being born

but Christ his eternal father kept angels over watch of him as the child lay sleeping in the hay

protecting him in every day that he lay there in that cold winter night manger

Mary and Joseph just as surprised at the sight as all the rest

happy parents as any other

they accepted all the loves and gifts not knowing exactly what to say

these two parents held to their faith thru the journey of this cold winters night

as they stayed there throughout the nights in steady prayers that they would share

to protect their child from any evil outside of that barn door that may come in his way

till one special day the angels warmed them of the coming king

a king who wanted to take his life

The angel told Mary and Joseph it was time for them to gather and leave

that all would be okay but they needed to leave from the manger’s side

so now in the cold winter’s night

Mary and Joseph and this sweet tiny wrapped baby traveled all night

together thru the night to where God had led them

Where they would find true safety for themselves and this tiny child of their own

in time this child grew into the worlds and nations most known,

and most loved cherished forever and of all as The King

This baby is Jesus Christ the son of man born and chosen by christ

This baby is who saved all the world from sin in life

this all happened on a cold winters night long ago

and has lived its honor forevermore

becoming the most discussed baby of all times

Jesus is his name

 

Another Night Of Heartburn And Pain

Another night with this mad, angry heartburn, running throughout my chest like raging fire over hot coals
Another night of discomfort inside burning all the way up into my throat
Another sleepless night with agonizing pain and a new medicine that I have never seen
A medicine that takes four days for a comforting relief….four days you say…that is impossible and insane
I gotta stay living in this horrible heartburn and pain for four days. What shall come next a broken heart or leg
With pain so immense it brings tears to my eyes as I try to comfortably lie
Wishing for a faster relief to make this pain leave from me I pray for a silent night for me
Although not coming soon enough my breathing acts up with asthma and bronchitis to top off the heartburn like a cherry on a sundae will this pain end tonight I say I can’t bare another day
Yup It’s another night of heartburn and pain
I’d wish for a broken heart or anything at this immense serious ridiculous pain