Last Edited Inspirational Poems (148)

A burn't out old lover I
Though I've still a spark of chemistry.
I'm still able but lack the will
Disillusioned and lonely still.

At least my poetry isn't fake
Although I may be an old rake.
Many women I have known
Through a heart that I've not shown.

For every girl, at night to dream of her
Although I may be an old deceiver.
I'll chart each love - define each girl
Describe each freckle, and hair that curls.

Thus I'll be going for quite a while
The variety of my lover's wiles.
Each time and place and circumstance
Ev'ry occasion of love's sweet dance.

If I write enough then just maybe
One day they will have to pay me.
Meanwhile, here I'll write for you -
CS poets, and for others too.

I hold dogs and horses in high esteem
(And as they say, it's free to dream).
A lover who respects a woman -
Nowadays not all that common.

A lot of my life has been sad
And like most poets, I'm half mad.
Harmless though, and still quite sexy
I think most women are lovely ladies.

Lately, now I have stopped drinking
(This must be good for love I'm thinking).
And I must write - something to do
To entertain both me and you.

I have a depth inside my soul
That few can touch and none can hold.
Although it is a long shot maybe
I may just change for the right lady.

And I will be meticulous -
(Luckily I've kept a list).
Hopefully, I will find bliss
Now that I am off the piss.

It is so hard to stay sober -
Every day's a battle over.
I stay alive to write for you
This (my muse) is my lover too.

So there you have it -- my sixty'th poem
You can't say that I haven't known 'em.
I must sign out now - lovecanbereal -
In poetry, I'm the "real deal".




© lovecanbereal
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A long time ago - when I was twenty-three
When I did something stupid for a bet -
Stupid - or courageous - and I now agree
It wasn't something I would soon forget.
Bet one hundred dollars on the beach at Coogee*
(A challenge I survived and don't regret)
That I couldn't swim to Wedding Cake Island**
And then swim back to stand upon dry land.

Challenge was accepted - I left the hot sand
And waded out into the bright blue brine
The first wave broke above me - like a reprimand -
With water mild this high summertime.
I waded out till I could no more stand
I had to do this (I did myself remind)
Now committed - I had to my honor save -
Either this - or find a watery grave.

The first of the breakers were now behind -
To fold upon themselves in bursting boom
And boil in whitest bubbles - the shore to find -
Hissing in a frothy lace of spume.
Swimming now in breaststroke (to be kind)
To stamina reserves, I would need soon
(Though I only had a mild to moderate swell -
And no rips or currents in the sea as well).

Out too far now - too far to turn back
Lifted up and over each new wave; -
The water now beneath me turning black -
I kept swimming - I swam myself to save -
My will was strong - my reserve would not crack -
(For it was true I had a point to prove)
Waves no longer breaking - just blue rills -
Swimming up and over watery hills.

I now saw Wedding Cake was getting close
And no more than an atoll in the sea
Still not tiring I was there - almost -
The flat rock was there waiting just for me.
So far I was now - so far from the coast -
How strange is life? And how strange destiny?
One hundred yards close - I looked around and then -
Saw matchbox cars and houses - and ants for men.

Waves broke round the rock and back from shore
Now lifting me upon a coral reef
Pyramids of water eight feet high or more
Dumping me upon this rocky shelf.
Looking at my hands - I was cut and sore
(This is where I almost come to grief)
And having now escaped certain death
Stood upon the Island - and caught my breath.

Now reef - black reef - black water underneath me
Fifty meters back toward the shore
And sixty feet of water now beneath me
The grazing on my palms - my hands cut raw
Into the salty brine, I now bled freely
Bled into the water - and bled some more -
Fighting fright within me - to swim this final arc -
Swimming back in mortal terror of a shark.

T'was forty-five minutes to swim out there
And fifteen only now - to get back in -
And for what? A crazy stupid dare -
(I lived to take that hundred bucks from him)
This feat (good reader) I make you now aware -
(It is certainly a devil of a swim).
Stupidity? Courage? Or just male pride?
Good reader - I leave it for you now to decide.




© lovecanbereal
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The ship is sinking!
Rats doth flee,
Into the blue,
eternity.

In formless voids,
Rats do rant,
Until their words,
become scant.

A hobby horse,
A cause to vaunt,
But no science,
An empty taunt.

Sensationalist,
Conspiracies,
Rats to sink,
In raging seas.

Of misinformation,
And obfuscation,
There's no sense,
In obturation.

Still the rats,
Proclaim their cause,
Against all scientific laws.

"Vaccines are poison";
(They're apt to rant),
Although the proof,
Is rather scant!

Academia,
Is not their forte,
Into hysteria,
They do foray.

Using "science"
(Of which no one's heard);
Thus they "prove",
Their claims of merde.

Still, I don't wish them ill;
Because long covid's,
A bitter pill.

On they rave,
In words splenetic;
Vaccines (you see);
Make one magnetic!

They have a saint,
That you can see,
An osteopath;
Named Tenpenny.

Now, a saint's a saint,
(And sometimes useful);
Though in this case,
Is most untruthful.

Covid-19;
Designer virus,
Thus we need,
Vaccine inside us.

Coming from the "Institute"
(And that's a claim
They can't refute).

The way it is;
The world is now,
It's not my fault,
So don't have a cow.

Like an addict;
They know not still;
It's the Virus;-
That makes them ill.

There's another saint;
A medico;
Gain of function?
Oh no, no!

When it comes to covid,
Don't be grouchy,
Just say a prayer,
To Saint Fauci.

And lift that veil of,
Ignorance;
So you rats may,
Stand a chance!


© lovecanbereal
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On this time line's energy-continuum
We're born in the exploding star dust
And our life perpetuates - ad infinitum.

We hold hands now - as a sign of trust -
Before being swept away again.
Souls continue: - energy is thrust

Into new life - and nothing shall remain -
Of previous existence - with the exception -
Of eternal echoes in a starry chain

Of galaxies. Sometimes our perception
Senses this. Time's endless restless sea
Where starlight sparkles up in soft reflection

Of this another life for you and me.


© lovecanbereal
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You dont have to become hard,
quit deodorant , shun perfume & the razor
in order to be strong...
All that lingering bitterness
can never right the past wrong ...
To create a distorted reality
of how super you are, though
wont help you through the test of time in length ...
Got to stay grounded , be genuine to yourself
because who you truly are
is your precious invincible wealth ...
You say you want this and that
but dont need any of it ...
That's just a hypocritical argument
that easily falls flat ....
You just can't bring yourself
to be honest and admit .

What's wrong with being human, vulnerable ...
have needs still unfulfilled , but more than able ...
As long as you remain standing ... productive...
creative ... and still willing to dare
As long as you know
of the things to beware ...
Time goes mercilessly forward
and we all grow older ...
But quite pathetic to age embittered,
alone & lonely but in denial ...
A huge boulder for a chip on the shoulder...
Not willing to recognize & embrace
that which is vital ...
one's vulnerability and being perfectly imperfect .
No rocket science, really .. though in many cases,
for them, seem like a wellkept secret ...

You cant invite in love, contentment,
and overall happiness
if you face these with fangs and claws all bare ...
You've got to simply open up enough,
without keeping a tight tally when time to share ...
And that genuine beauty from the heart
on the outside of your being, to show & wear ...

What has made me a man?
Why haven’t I come as a rain,
So that I’d always remain
Beads on the cloudy breasts,
So that I'd be thrown to the earth
As morning frost or cold snow,
Master’d have never condemned
Me to such hardships and woe!
He would have rushed me to sky,
Carried with Him as his own.
I wouldn’t have had to be wary,
Fearless I would have stayed.
Sun's admirer I'd have walked
Holding the death in disgrace.
Heavens above me, earth below
I would have had as a grace.
I’d have rejoiced at green mounts,
Plains in lush garments so fresh,
Flowers both within and without
Watered they’d be with my sweat.
I would have bared my heart
To Sun and Moon day and night,
Life I’d have poured from above
Into the world drying out.
And in my heart turned to snow
Hope as a fire there would burn,
So that my death once again
Into new life should be turned,
And nature revived and refreshed
Held in its arms should rejoice.

1. Self-Defense Martial Arts may not be that
which fits U.
Whatever it is once U start never give-up,
never stop until U reach your finish line.
Remained focused just like a picture camera.
Once your camera produces your negatives
U can reproduce the same new U
over and over and over again.

2. Marriage Is A Covenant!


3. I remember watching a Law Enforcement show on TV.
One of the men that worked in that department
he told his own past account true story concerning his Marriage.
He first was a soldier in the army in his foreign country,
when he was a youngster.
What he did 2 his wife had fatally broken their holy covenant of marriage.
Heb 13:4
He had told his wife that he had an affair with another woman.
When she heard what he had said 2 her
she had left him divorcing him forever.
Her mom & dad never raised their daughter
to be another man's spare tire.

4. A lot of moms & dads all over the world raise their children
in church they learn from an early age,
earthy parents of the Savior Joseph & Mary
had never once had cheated on one another.
Those 2 were together until death did them both apart.

5. After Joseph & Mary had got married
the commandment 2 the man in Hebrews 13:4 means:
That married man is 2 go out of his 2 keep his marriage bed clean
not inviting other women get in 2 his bed with him.
To respect & honor the Covenant of Marriage between a man
and a woman.
When Mary was gone at the church fellowshipping
with her women friends Joseph never once invited
another woman into his bed behind Mary's back.

6. He wasn't no American or other foreigner
that had said in his mind to himself,
"my wife is gone she will never know that I had sex
with another woman, or I'm a big boss man at work,
my wife will never know I had sex with another woman
in my night office at work."
God is all knowing he had created the holy covenant of marriage
between a man and a woman, he sees every future event
way before it happens.

7. There is a percentage of women all over the world
that will Model their Covenant of Marriage
after Joseph and Mary.
When that man in Law Enforcement had admitted 2 his wife
that he had an affair with another woman,
that had broke his Covenant of Marriage he had with her
just like a window pane of glass gets broken
& shatters in 2 pieces.
That man had broken shattered his wife's heart in 2 pieces.
Once the eggs are scrambled
U cannot unscramble them.

8. This percentage of women will place their entire trust
in the man of her hopes and dreams,
that he wouldn't ruin that service & protection he had
went out of his way providing 4 her,
her marital trust she had placed in him.

9. When a United States Police Officer ruins the public trust
that the General Public had placed in him,
the Judge fires him for life, he is to never again
to serve and protect as a Police Officer.

10. In one past account I saw a judge on the news channel,
this police officer had ruined the general publics trust
they had placed in him, the judge had fired him for life
to never again to serve and protect as a Police Officer.




Public Servant Police Officer was allowed by the American Government 2 get away with murder!
To this very day & time mom & dads daughter
was forcibly taken away from them through his own home
foolishness! Psalms 38:5
There is a place designed 4-target practice!
Percent of foreigners won't serve on the American
Police Force because of this!

11. Ps: A lot of U.S. Citizens say that I'm crazy,
NO, I was just born in the wrong country.

12. To Women and Men
please do yourself a favor?
Watch Out 4 Acid Attacks
it's happening in the U.S.A!

1. Never let age get into your way,
your own age will try to stop you,
you on the hand must turn a deaf ear
and a blind eye to it.
Hopes and dreams come from the hope and
dream maker.

2.
Of course in time ladies after you graduate out of the women's
recovery home, as an added idea you could take self-defense
and the Martial Arts like Ronda did.
This first video on Ronda and Alexa Bliss
this world holds an overloaded crowd of men
and women that after you've completed all your training,
they will come out of the wood work and still say that you're nothing
just like Alexa Bliss had said about Ronda.

This second one below runs almost 30-minutes
you get to see in real life the extent of how much Ronda had went
through to start and finish all her training.


3. Yes ladies there are two classes of men
that spread over our entire globe.
The first class of men:
They just sit and watch others spying on them
following them everywhere they go to find out what
their doing, this has been and will continue to
their career.
This class of men will never become nothing
because they're always chasing other men and women
for the wrong reasons.
They spend their whole lives being a pair of binoculars.

4. This second class of men which are very few
they choose to motivate themselves shutting
everyone else out.
In other words after they've long graduated
they continue on with their schooling.
They refuse the eat and drink and be merry crowd of men,
they're focused on what's been promised to them -- "FINISH, WHAT
YOU HAD STARTED AND DON'T STOP UNTIL YOU REACH
THAT FINISH LINE."
While you're on your personal journey of study
you will run into that crowd of men that will try to change from a winner
into a loser, you have to turn a deaf ear to them
and a blind eye to them, they are nothing to you!
This class of men have chosen Laziness as their new career
hundreds of years ago, just refuse to join them!

5. And don't allow anyone interfere and disturb your personal learning
as you did when you were in regular public school.
Remember your teachers had kept the door
to the classroom shut to keep out all distractions
from what she was teaching you.

A Brief Biography On Ronda

Ladies no one is forcing you to go back to school.
If you want to make something out of yourself
those Moms and Dads that love their children,
once you finish what you had started
to complete graduation,
your mom and dad would be very proud of you.

6. If you choose to learn self-defense Martial Arts
a good way to stay in physical top bodily condition,
once you learn and master your training,
a good form of exercise practice your moves 4 or 5
times a week.
Choose to kick laziness in the butt for the rest of your life.
The Japanese and Chinese choose to exercise
for the rest of their lives.


The Orient refuses to slow down in age when old age comes,
they refuse to become as slow as the turtle,
their different exercises they do no amount of money
cannot buy.
You have to choose to make sure turtle
doesn't catch-up with you.
You have to choose to remain as fast as a Jack Rabbit,
in your fight against the turtle that wants you
to mirror him.

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part IV: Poetic Pillars – Monads: Rhythms***
[ XI ]
*** Dunes ***



“Foot steps
On sand;
Marks reign
Where winds
Blow dust
To fill
Such waste
In stirs
Of flute; -

*** Root ***

Sun sets
A path
From east,
To south,
White hawks
Hunt close,
Weird flights
Soar hopes
For peace; -

*** Root ***

Deep eyes
Sink in, -
Dunes weave,
Like grains
Bend gems
On rays, -
Swift, sharp,
Chimes call
Raw winds; -

*** Root ***

Can you
Feel thirst? –
Who could
Give price
To life. -
If not
Same soul
Who knows
To heal?..”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)




P.S: For a time period, not defined, I will not be posting; thus, I will continue after the break.

Th3Mirr0r

You must have a hope
To inspire you.
You must have a path
To pursue.
You must have a object
To work for, a plan
And a purpose in view.

You must have a some direction
Or lost you'll go drifting along.
You must have faith to guide you,
When life holds no light
And no song!

You must have a stake in the future,
Though swiftly the years may depart.
You always have something to live for
If you have a dream in your heart.!