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The Catch
The box by the door waited beckoning
A moment in time passed without a sound
The time was here the time of reckoning
They came all of them huddled as if one
All so different yet all just the same
No going back no stopping at full run
Not caring if from happy or sad pain
Floating as if soaring by mighty wings
White the color of surrender or pure
What my eyes surrender what my eyes bring
Floating wings white touched my face with the cure
Dainty hand holding tightly the tissue
Catching tears as they fell was no issue
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About this poem:
Nothing like a pretty hankie to catch tears of joy or tears of saddness.
View of an empty street.
Cold and damp is the morning in mind,
Quiet as the grave if you were here you’d find.
From the top of Nobles Rock, a clear view of a street,
No parked cars, no bikes, no clatter of feet.
The rain had fallen from rooftops to ground,
Geese flying in the distance, without any sound.
Shop windows light up for early doors,
As the wind gushes in off the cold open moors.
This is my little town surrounding that street,
Strange folk a plenty, yet some nice to meet.
It’s lovely to see whilst sat here on my own,
Let time not change it, it’s my life, my home.
About this poem:
Something that came to mind as I chilled out early one morn...
Once and Once only.
a happy person..living each day saying life
was for living.
Time and life; and with expectation dulled blunt
The once shining eyes dulled slowly..
then sunk.
Do it now... you people..experience it all.
jump for the joy;ignoring the fall.
For you will look back as your eyes dull too,
and wish that it all had happened to you.
Go to your God gleefully chanting.... 'I TRIED'
and not to your grave...your last words....I Cried.
"Who's Ridin the Lightenin,n Dancin onThunder"
n she lets me hear a pop,n then roar
i,jus let her idle, til her oil is pumpin,
thats whats bring us to life,
my blood begins,flowin and my heart starts to thumpin,
It's a sound just a few ,will ever,understand,
why i stay up all night,with a wrench,in my hand.
cuz,she puts a sparkle,in my eye,n her,power,at my command,
folks look at me,funny n some ask me why,
there windows rattle n shake,whenever,we ride by.
sometimes i answer with a shit eatin grin,
she just can't,wait,n desires to be,free,n the wind,
cuz out there we don't think bout troubles,n pressures
we jus,ain't stessin, it's all good,
shes thunder, tween my thighs,
i m ,ridin lightenin,n,i,feel,it's a blessin.
i jus,pour it on,n let r,hang,out a lil over the edge,
my angel is there,knowin,it's what makes me thrive,
n we shut,r,down after we ride,dancin with lightenin,
jus helps me feel,like,i m truly alive.
Dale B.
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