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Hey there are you from your house and the people that are your parents house is my daughter lol that. The little boy who had been very sad these couple of days ago and the people that are your parents house is my daughter and the people that are your thoughts about this and the lives with her family and friends and the people that are your thoughts

I- I love poetry


L- looking through poems

o- orally spoken in the pub

v- versus reading alone

E- excepting the different forms in poetry


p- people nodding and laughing

O- on open mike nights

E- enfolding friends together

T- to enjoy the fun and adventure

R- reading poems out loud

Y- your are all invited

*W*hen children are born it's a wonderous thing.
*H*earing it's cry opens mothering love.
*E*very new heartbeat reminds us of spring.
*N*ew life, new hope from creator above.

*A*nyone being there, around this place

*C*herishes memories, stores more to last.
*H*oarding the smile of an innocent face,
*I*nter-relating with memories past.
*L*earning to know a wind-grin from a smile
*D*eepens the contact and makes us feel great.

*I*n these deep moments we all have a while
*S*miling and cooing to try and translate.

*B*ut all the laughter and joy that we know
*O*pens in us 'cause a child made it so.
*R*ight at the start when it made our heart sing,
*N*obody questioned this feeling of love

*I*f we looked closer it would make our heads ring
*T*o know what a treasure we've got from above.

*I*n wiser moments, that sweet little face
*S*orts our soul-searching, erases our past.

*A*ll of our failings will go to a place,

*M*ended by one little smile that is vast.
*I*n one split second they cure us of bile,
*R*ages are buried and anger can wait.
*A*fter a while we just echo that smile,
*C*ured and forgetting all thought that was hate.
*L*et us give thanks for this wonder, and know
*E*very miracle child helps us grow.

Touch...

with his lips to my mouth,

with his hands to my skin,

with your being my will.

Steal

from my mouth hot kisses,

from my skin the burning desire,

of my wanting to deliver it.

Cover ...

my mouth delights,

my skin of malice,

my wanting only of sins.

Bring on...

on his lips the poison,

in his hands the obscene,

in your being my pleasure.

I need to ...

from my racing heart,

of my drunken body

the presence of you.

H ighly valued human emotion
A ptly desired by everyone
P leasant joyful feeling
P lus overall well being
I mbuing us with gladness
N ourishing our spirit
E xcluding all sadness
S eeking to enhance our existence
S uch is the magic of happiness

A s I retreat
..................inside my shell,
L ost I sigh
..................beside myself,
O nly me in
..................my own hell,
N o one to
..................beseech for help,
E mptiness is
..................where I dwell...

A quite familiar episode unfolds
How young and black are kept from growing old
Meek men with guns, black hole in place of heart
A devils work did idle hands embark
Upon, but film had captured what occurred
Dead men won’t tell a pictures’ thousand words

A crooked DA Johnson tried to hide
Recruited to erase a homicide
But best attempts were futile in the end
Efforts often made could not contend
Real justice for Ahmaud the Fathers’ will
Yes peace envelope mothers’ heart be still.

Wb JS 1/8/22

I am not a poet but feel like I want to write one.
I am not a singer , but feel like I want to sing a song.
I am not a musician but feel like I want to play a musical instrument.
I am not an author but feel like I want to write a book.
I am not a magician but feel like i want to do magic.

I pause here and think that if I carry on like this ,
This will be even more boring and long.!

I want to do lots of things but I don’t know how .
Actually I can’t do much but to envy others for the talents they possess.
They share their talents and brightens our lives,
Brings a smile to our faces,
Makes us think ,
Makes us curious .

I am not a poet, so why am I writing this in this forum.
I am not a poet and this is not a poetry.

Rosa

Like a flower that blossoms in the wind
Her petals flowing and grasping life
And holding on to her faith
Like there was no tomorrow

Her aura, presence and beauty
Her awareness of who she can be
Who she wants to be
And who she will become

Her spoken word
Her interesting and intriguing mind
Her passion for conversation
And her strive for honesty

A lady of physical beauty
A girl that deserves respect
In all aspects of her life
For it is she; who holds the key

Within her essence, there is a presence
Of a soulful and loyal human being
Her joyous smile would warm your heart
And make your dreams become real

Her free spirit is genuine just like a dare
Her pride and self awareness
Her personality and intelligence
Just proves; she cares

For it is I who has witnessed all of this, on many an occasion.

01/09/2022 ©