Jim808pm Poetry (5)

A Mothers love is a gold blanket Yet without a Fathers bed of support
That blanket gets pulled a bit to tight
She tries to be all for her children
A hanky on the thumb and she's Thumbliena
She has her child's helmet in the bathroom during a Minor earthquake
She's Agnes the toilet rider, and she cracks you and you're friends up
She tells you stories of a lady and her exploding girdle
She thinks she has you fooled
She thinks her children are unaware
Unaware of how hard she really works
Unaware how close and often they have come
To loosing all
But you know
I know
A single Mother is a job that shouldn't be necessary
So as her children we love and appreciate her all the more
Thank you Toilet Rider
JPowell

It flows and falls

It rises

It brings life and hope

It crashes in violent waves with passion and purpose

It trickles and gently gives of it's self

It flows along it's way bringing nourishment

For those who have it, is is every where

For them it often is taken for granted

For others It is scares

Foe them It is more precious the gold

By now you must know of what I speak

No not water

Were did you get that?

I speak of

Love

JPowell

REFLECTIONS OF LOSS

Into darkness, with reflections of loss

Through the paths of pain

Through portals of regret

In, an out of rooms best forgotten

The black journey to discover

The road of light

The road to self

The road that leads to the avenue in the bright

the avenue of hope

JP owell

ELECRIC SOUL

Through fingertips

Into the soul

Through eyes

Through silicone chips, and glass disks

Along mettle wires, and across radio waves

Knowledge is given

Knowledge is found

Entertainment is given, and received

Love is shared, and found

From billions of our flames

Sparks from our souls

Left in the system

One day

Will the system have

An electric soul ?

JP owell

What do I want in a woman


What do I want in a woman; I want a partner, an equal
What do I want in a woman; the one who sees into my very soul, the child within, the tenderness, and passion, the creativity and care that makes me want to save an injured wild animal because it breaks my heart, she sees, and does not shrink back
What do I want in a woman; one who becomes a part of my soul, and I hers, while still being our own individual selves at the same time
What do I want in a Woman: trust, and faith that never falters
What do I want in a woman: to say, to be, to balance me, for we share enough that we agree on
what matters, and share in activities we both enjoy, but not identical for balance brings completion, my strengths to balm her weaknesses, and hers to mine
what do I want in a woman: to hold, to talk through many a long night
What do I want in a woman; to laugh, to cry, to hope,to dream, to win, to fail, and trough it all to know the other has felt every pulse of our hearts
What do I want in a woman; she brings life into my world, and pulls me out of my shell of shyness to say It's time to party my love
For this I will give my every devotion.

JP owell