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A New Love
A soft warm hand brushed across my heart
one cold and moonlit night,
the frost fresh in the tips of blue grey grass.
The cold and distant/ tiny points of light -
of stars that fail to bright the night
my only campanions for a long and lonely life.
A turn to face the source of the touch and a
warm glow fills my soul
It's gentle heat stirring me and bringing my heart alive.
And time races as you take me in your arms and
hold me in your mind
your love for me the only focus needed from my eyes
And yet I turn to see how your beauty
lights the world
and with open eyes see beauty shout where once was only murmur
Yet for all the beauty about me
I turn again to you
And hold you tight.
one cold and moonlit night,
the frost fresh in the tips of blue grey grass.
The cold and distant/ tiny points of light -
of stars that fail to bright the night
my only campanions for a long and lonely life.
A turn to face the source of the touch and a
warm glow fills my soul
It's gentle heat stirring me and bringing my heart alive.
And time races as you take me in your arms and
hold me in your mind
your love for me the only focus needed from my eyes
And yet I turn to see how your beauty
lights the world
and with open eyes see beauty shout where once was only murmur
Yet for all the beauty about me
I turn again to you
And hold you tight.
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Posted: Jan 2012
Post CommentThe best and worst of Being, Broken
One day I woke up
and I was broken
was it words spoken?
in anger?
in jest?
for the worst?
for the best?
One day I woke up
and I was broken
was it the things I did or didn't?
those I took?
those I left?
believing them worst?
or believing them best?
One day I woke up
and I was broken
was it the loves I have had?
or have?
or have lost?
or never wanted?
the best loves?
the worst loves?
One day I woke up
and I was broken
You can fix me you know
but should you?
would you?
could you?
would it be for the best?
or would it be worse?
and I was broken
was it words spoken?
in anger?
in jest?
for the worst?
for the best?
One day I woke up
and I was broken
was it the things I did or didn't?
those I took?
those I left?
believing them worst?
or believing them best?
One day I woke up
and I was broken
was it the loves I have had?
or have?
or have lost?
or never wanted?
the best loves?
the worst loves?
One day I woke up
and I was broken
You can fix me you know
but should you?
would you?
could you?
would it be for the best?
or would it be worse?
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
...I guess everyone has low moments...
Bad hair day..
I had four hairs
left on my head
When I awoke, three
were dead
Now all that remains
is one lil' strand
fighting for life
trying to stand
I had no choice but
to nurse this hair
combing every which
way to give it some
flair
But alas, it too had
laid down and died
Leaving me a shiney
new head with nothing
to hide~
left on my head
When I awoke, three
were dead
Now all that remains
is one lil' strand
fighting for life
trying to stand
I had no choice but
to nurse this hair
combing every which
way to give it some
flair
But alas, it too had
laid down and died
Leaving me a shiney
new head with nothing
to hide~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Where's my freaking hair? lolDoped up Cluckers
A couple of chickens
on old Browns farm
found a bag of pills
which caused some alarm
There were blue pills, and
red pills and green ones
galore
These clucking cluckers
gobbled til four
Wasen't long til the cows
and the horses joined in,
all staggering and laughing
in the old pig pen
Those crazy cluckers had
plucked themselves clean
A feather fest they had
in this barnyard scream
Old farmer Brown broke out
in rash when he discovered
the cluckers had gobbled
his stash
Those clean plucked cluckers
were picking and pecking
Wild eyed and wacked out did
they all go stepping
These freaked out featherless
friends of the coup
Is why we all stand in line
for farmer Browns soup~
on old Browns farm
found a bag of pills
which caused some alarm
There were blue pills, and
red pills and green ones
galore
These clucking cluckers
gobbled til four
Wasen't long til the cows
and the horses joined in,
all staggering and laughing
in the old pig pen
Those crazy cluckers had
plucked themselves clean
A feather fest they had
in this barnyard scream
Old farmer Brown broke out
in rash when he discovered
the cluckers had gobbled
his stash
Those clean plucked cluckers
were picking and pecking
Wild eyed and wacked out did
they all go stepping
These freaked out featherless
friends of the coup
Is why we all stand in line
for farmer Browns soup~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Plucked!Sign in Sign out
Sign in if they're talking
constructive
Sign out if it sounds
more destructive
Sign in if takes a bit
of faith
Sign out if it's doubt
and disgrace
Sign in if you're going
for the gold
Sign out if it's a lesser
prize to hold~
constructive
Sign out if it sounds
more destructive
Sign in if takes a bit
of faith
Sign out if it's doubt
and disgrace
Sign in if you're going
for the gold
Sign out if it's a lesser
prize to hold~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Negative never helped anybody..Three Mary's
The magestic hills of
Blossum Grove held much
to be admired
For Mary Love it was the
meandering streams where
she met the love she
so desired
But Mary Doubt saw only
a cold landscape, and
no beauty could heal
her heart
Yet Mary Optimist found
hope among the tulips
and faith for a brand
new start~
Blossum Grove held much
to be admired
For Mary Love it was the
meandering streams where
she met the love she
so desired
But Mary Doubt saw only
a cold landscape, and
no beauty could heal
her heart
Yet Mary Optimist found
hope among the tulips
and faith for a brand
new start~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
How we sometimes equate external beauty and circumstances to our inner experiences~How dead is dead?
Is dead deader then
the deadest thing
that ever died?
Or if you died the
death of a dirty dog
would anybody have
cried?
To die like slop, to
dry up like a fly
Would even this dying
death ever mak'em cry?
Did anybody ever die
to death just because
they could?
Can't we get a lil' bit
deader like we know we
really should?
The death of the death
of the six times dead
Try that on for size to
see how much you blead
Go ahead, die some more
Cause it'll never be
enough
And if you survive that
super dying..then man
you're really tough!
the deadest thing
that ever died?
Or if you died the
death of a dirty dog
would anybody have
cried?
To die like slop, to
dry up like a fly
Would even this dying
death ever mak'em cry?
Did anybody ever die
to death just because
they could?
Can't we get a lil' bit
deader like we know we
really should?
The death of the death
of the six times dead
Try that on for size to
see how much you blead
Go ahead, die some more
Cause it'll never be
enough
And if you survive that
super dying..then man
you're really tough!
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
The next time someone tells you to 'drop dead', hand them this poem so you can determine how dead they want you.lol. AS a courtesy I've enabled you to drop dead with style..You can thank me later.lol.
New Year's Message
While the future
with all of its possibilities
is beyond our direct control
each moment
does its part
to set the stage.
'Tis my hope
as the new year unfolds
that each of you
continues to find your stage
a most welcoming place
full of wonderful possibilities.
Wishing you a
year of moments
to embrace
and enjoy
in celebration of life.
Happy New Year!
with all of its possibilities
is beyond our direct control
each moment
does its part
to set the stage.
'Tis my hope
as the new year unfolds
that each of you
continues to find your stage
a most welcoming place
full of wonderful possibilities.
Wishing you a
year of moments
to embrace
and enjoy
in celebration of life.
Happy New Year!
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Posted: Dec 2011
About this poem:
'Tis not verse but rather heartfelt emotion sent from me to you.I'm your handiman
Just sit back darlin' and
let me patch your walls
Let me tear up that old
rug and rebuild these halls
I can redo that old deck that
is chipped and worn
And replace new wallpaper
all faded and torn
I can lay new tile in coulors
so bright
I'll paint your ceilings and
install new lights
I'll custom build your cabnets
and even apply stain
I'll clean out those pipes and
unclog that drain
And when I put away these tools
and sweep up the mess
Powder that nose and slip into
that dress~
let me patch your walls
Let me tear up that old
rug and rebuild these halls
I can redo that old deck that
is chipped and worn
And replace new wallpaper
all faded and torn
I can lay new tile in coulors
so bright
I'll paint your ceilings and
install new lights
I'll custom build your cabnets
and even apply stain
I'll clean out those pipes and
unclog that drain
And when I put away these tools
and sweep up the mess
Powder that nose and slip into
that dress~
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Ok..I do Home Improvement..lol. Call me..The Gift's
It's not that my eyes
have beheld the dawn
or the golden leaves
of fall
But that I have this
miracle in the gift of
sight and that I see
anything at all
It's not in the hearing
of the most beautiful
sounds such as when you
speak a word
But in the amazing fact
that I hear your voice
and that anything is
heard
It's not that I can carress
your cheek when in lonely
moments you call
But that I have the gift of
touching you and can feel
anything at all~
have beheld the dawn
or the golden leaves
of fall
But that I have this
miracle in the gift of
sight and that I see
anything at all
It's not in the hearing
of the most beautiful
sounds such as when you
speak a word
But in the amazing fact
that I hear your voice
and that anything is
heard
It's not that I can carress
your cheek when in lonely
moments you call
But that I have the gift of
touching you and can feel
anything at all~
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Posted: Nov 2011
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