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Writing
Writing for magic or money
One thing is clear
Wish I had the magic to make money appear
Writing for reason or rhyme
Love could be a reason
Love could be a never ending line
Writing for thought or pleasure
This is what I find
It was a pleasure to know you if but for only a short time
Writing for jest or seriously
Looking for the words that binds
Love is found deeper when you read it between the lines
One thing is clear
Wish I had the magic to make money appear
Writing for reason or rhyme
Love could be a reason
Love could be a never ending line
Writing for thought or pleasure
This is what I find
It was a pleasure to know you if but for only a short time
Writing for jest or seriously
Looking for the words that binds
Love is found deeper when you read it between the lines
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Posted: Jul 2022
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Making A Difference
If we achieve some of our hopes today
Then we become worthy ourselves to heed
Worthy as to imply our importance Hurray
Only imploring a greater sense of need
Truly a need to understand ourselves
And a need to understand our differences
Where might we rest our efforts to succeed
I think it is important we create sustainability
An ability for people to get together and conference
Speak about things and talk to each other to discover
A common purpose that we must seriously advance
Perhaps the environment for some, equality to others
Whatever your rhyme or whatever your reason
Together we can resolve what needs to be done
Get up and dance and enjoy the season
For all you know you could be one and gone
Then we become worthy ourselves to heed
Worthy as to imply our importance Hurray
Only imploring a greater sense of need
Truly a need to understand ourselves
And a need to understand our differences
Where might we rest our efforts to succeed
I think it is important we create sustainability
An ability for people to get together and conference
Speak about things and talk to each other to discover
A common purpose that we must seriously advance
Perhaps the environment for some, equality to others
Whatever your rhyme or whatever your reason
Together we can resolve what needs to be done
Get up and dance and enjoy the season
For all you know you could be one and gone
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
Don't ever give up on yourself.
An honest question
Did we become us by accident, or was it by design?
And when we die and resign, and leave this place for
Another space, will you still be mine?
And when we die and resign, and leave this place for
Another space, will you still be mine?
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Posted: Jul 2022
Post CommentKeep Me Young
Seems it's been my faith for a long time
That God would keep me young till I can have a life
Yes it's been that way a long time
And someday something good will be in sight
Stormy weather can't last forever
There's not enough rain to wash away all my dreams
Someday life will be so much better
For what's in my heart was put there by the king of kings
I'm writing are you reading is there anyone
Now on this page this is the time for me to write
Don't you believe God will keep me young
Till I can have a life
Seasons come and seasons go
And when the ground is covered with snow
My thoughts of her will still be sweet
Follow my tracks and a young man you will meet
That God would keep me young till I can have a life
Yes it's been that way a long time
And someday something good will be in sight
Stormy weather can't last forever
There's not enough rain to wash away all my dreams
Someday life will be so much better
For what's in my heart was put there by the king of kings
I'm writing are you reading is there anyone
Now on this page this is the time for me to write
Don't you believe God will keep me young
Till I can have a life
Seasons come and seasons go
And when the ground is covered with snow
My thoughts of her will still be sweet
Follow my tracks and a young man you will meet
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Posted: Jul 2022
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Love-Precarious
Love-Precarious
by Odin Roark aka Kent Bateman
For some
passion’s garden is of carnivorous plants,
saccharine seedlets once resting,
becoming precarious flirtation,
artificial tears destined to betray.
For others,
even accepting the navigation of thorny defenses,
the garden is of edible rapture,
a discovery of that which nurtures love's growth,
the harvesting of passion's nourishment,
the tranquil celebration of emotion's singularity.
How innocently we hoe the rows,
cultivating anticipation
while the pistil's epicurean appetite
patiently welcomes nightfall
and the restful closing of its portals.
And yes,
the garden also knows of dust storms
laying flat once vigorous adventure,
placing thirst upon parched hearts,
leaving only hope for the quench
that an honest teardrop of joy can give.
But still,
imagination offers limited resistance to voracious winds,
a tempest determined to reveal chameleon-like weeds
sprouting upward into the gale
from cauldron-rich soils
invading passion's tenuous resistance,
seducing the trusting gardener in us all.
Inevitably…
One’s need will succumb
at least once to amour’s sleight of hand,
reducing blooms of flowered seduction
to but gathering mulch,
leaving passion reaching up,
asking the unanswerable…
the why of drought,
the way for magic,
the overcoming of love-precarious.
by Odin Roark aka Kent Bateman
For some
passion’s garden is of carnivorous plants,
saccharine seedlets once resting,
becoming precarious flirtation,
artificial tears destined to betray.
For others,
even accepting the navigation of thorny defenses,
the garden is of edible rapture,
a discovery of that which nurtures love's growth,
the harvesting of passion's nourishment,
the tranquil celebration of emotion's singularity.
How innocently we hoe the rows,
cultivating anticipation
while the pistil's epicurean appetite
patiently welcomes nightfall
and the restful closing of its portals.
And yes,
the garden also knows of dust storms
laying flat once vigorous adventure,
placing thirst upon parched hearts,
leaving only hope for the quench
that an honest teardrop of joy can give.
But still,
imagination offers limited resistance to voracious winds,
a tempest determined to reveal chameleon-like weeds
sprouting upward into the gale
from cauldron-rich soils
invading passion's tenuous resistance,
seducing the trusting gardener in us all.
Inevitably…
One’s need will succumb
at least once to amour’s sleight of hand,
reducing blooms of flowered seduction
to but gathering mulch,
leaving passion reaching up,
asking the unanswerable…
the why of drought,
the way for magic,
the overcoming of love-precarious.
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
Once romanticized that “Love Is A Many Splendored Thing,” many chose to dwell on the fantasy of it all, rather than the work needed to overcome its precarious nature. Some of us have been more fortunate than others in the pursuit.
online today!YOUR QUEST
gold hidden 'neath the rugged earth
upon which lay your quest
yet murky and turbid is the dew
that is harvested in a cup of sand
your weakness never sets
over the parched and scorching heat
nor will your strength
ever laid to rest
until you will run out
of your sweats
you will want to know
deep within your heart
why all this land
is covered with blood
and as the world lay witness
and yet mightily unconcerned
to its naked plight
your mind will never fathom
why the rift is burning strong
so you will keep on digging
until you reach the bottom
hoping it will lay bare
all the reasons,
that this blood covered land
is a conflict no more
in the mighty difference
of white and black color
but the gap of those
who have and who don't
the question is...will man ever learn
how to vanish indifference?
give to those that have not
and even out the earth's wealth
so revolt will not explode?
perhaps nobody really cares...
you are alone, abandoned
on this quest..
buried
in a drifting sand
stained with ruthlessness
by the greed of human hand
glued forever
in human blood.
upon which lay your quest
yet murky and turbid is the dew
that is harvested in a cup of sand
your weakness never sets
over the parched and scorching heat
nor will your strength
ever laid to rest
until you will run out
of your sweats
you will want to know
deep within your heart
why all this land
is covered with blood
and as the world lay witness
and yet mightily unconcerned
to its naked plight
your mind will never fathom
why the rift is burning strong
so you will keep on digging
until you reach the bottom
hoping it will lay bare
all the reasons,
that this blood covered land
is a conflict no more
in the mighty difference
of white and black color
but the gap of those
who have and who don't
the question is...will man ever learn
how to vanish indifference?
give to those that have not
and even out the earth's wealth
so revolt will not explode?
perhaps nobody really cares...
you are alone, abandoned
on this quest..
buried
in a drifting sand
stained with ruthlessness
by the greed of human hand
glued forever
in human blood.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
when life beats us with socio economic inequities and cruelty and sadness cripple our very soul...we just can't seem to have the courage to wade more but yet keeps the flicker of hope alive...
Time
It's time to laugh and not to cry .it's time to live .and not to die. It's time to think of the world we live in .it's time to give and not to take. It's time to love and be loved. It's time to stop to stop the killing and start giving. It's time to .please add anything you ?? thanks.m .Dillon..
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Posted: Jul 2022
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FOLLOW
FOLLOW YOUR HEART, IN TIME THE REST OF YOU WILL FOLLOW.
TAKE MY HAND IF I'M YOUR PERSON.
WALK WITH ME, THRU THIS THING CALLED LIFE.
IF YOU EVER HAVE DOUBT, I WILL EASE YOUR MIND.
IF YOU EVER GET SCARED, I WILL HOLD YOU TIGHT.
IF YOU EVER CRY, MY HANDS WILL DRY YOUR EYES.
IF YOU STUMBLE, I WILL CATCH YOUR FALL.
AS FOR ME I FOLLOWED MY HEART AND IT LEAD ME TO YOU...
TAKE MY HAND IF I'M YOUR PERSON.
WALK WITH ME, THRU THIS THING CALLED LIFE.
IF YOU EVER HAVE DOUBT, I WILL EASE YOUR MIND.
IF YOU EVER GET SCARED, I WILL HOLD YOU TIGHT.
IF YOU EVER CRY, MY HANDS WILL DRY YOUR EYES.
IF YOU STUMBLE, I WILL CATCH YOUR FALL.
AS FOR ME I FOLLOWED MY HEART AND IT LEAD ME TO YOU...
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Posted: Jul 2022
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FINDING MY PERSON.....WHAT'S A KISS
I HEARD THERE'S 5 WAYS TO DEFINE A KISS. 1. TEASING 2. WANT 3. DESIRE 4. FEELS GOOD 5. LOVE
A KISS IS A KISS, BUT ATTACHED IS ONE OF THE DEFINES. IF YOU KEEP THINKING ABOUT IT. THEN IT'S LOVE.
A KISS IS A KISS, BUT ATTACHED IS ONE OF THE DEFINES. IF YOU KEEP THINKING ABOUT IT. THEN IT'S LOVE.
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Posted: Jul 2022
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LOVE IN THE TRUEST FORM. WHEN ALL YOU THINK OF THE MOMENT YOU HAD KISS THE ONE...Rug Of Love
Long time ago a girl caught my eye
I was under a spell and to make matters worse I was also shy
But one day when met
Something happened I'll never forget
She preferred a handshake to a hug
And pulled the rug of love
Out from under me it didn't seem fair
And maybe the fall is what caused me to lose my hair
She married some other guy no not a chance
For one date was there to be
So I guess I'll learn how to skate
Maybe the next girl won't pull the rug of love out from under me
I was under a spell and to make matters worse I was also shy
But one day when met
Something happened I'll never forget
She preferred a handshake to a hug
And pulled the rug of love
Out from under me it didn't seem fair
And maybe the fall is what caused me to lose my hair
She married some other guy no not a chance
For one date was there to be
So I guess I'll learn how to skate
Maybe the next girl won't pull the rug of love out from under me
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Posted: Jul 2022
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