by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
love, mother,
Around my mom, I always felt my guilt
My conscience seem to always take her side
Some years ago, I gave her a new quilt
I still recall the tears of joy she cried
My gift of love to warm her nights with pride
It's hand sewn patches in a ring design
It showed up at my door after she died
Inside a plain brown box tied with used twine
And though there was no note, I read her mind
She knew the message sent would be received
A gift of love, to warm, when life's unkind
She once made quilts to give to those in need
Her gift of love with message plain to see
She knew the one in need, this time... was me.
by Daniel Turner
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
angst, anxiety, betrayal, emotions, feelings, hurt, relationship,
Her piercing eyes burn through paper-thin lies
igniting fear as flames erupt inside.
And accusingly, she breaks down and cries,
trying to salvage what's left of her pride.
She believed you both had found your soulmate;
and thus, never thought either heart would stray.
And expresses feelings of love and hate;
as she watches her dreams slipping away.
There's no such thing as an innocent flirt;
it's the first crack in a relationship.
And the lies that accompany it hurt;
causing the scales of happiness to tip.
Jealousy is an emotional dance,
stomping out flickering flames of romance.
by Robert Lindley |
Categories:
anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,
Hope, A Little Remained
She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.
He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.
7-03-2018
For Silent One's, eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories:
africa, beauty, happiness, home, pride, tribute,
I want to word my very Love for you
though as a shy child, I start to stammer
a beloved Mother, my sole bijou
as I am of your prime Land enamoured.
A rose breathing the scent of your terra
born and bred knowing no other home soil
how can I bear the burn of your Summer
anger and worry within my chest boil.
I want to paint my very pride in you
with drops of my blood and ivory star
then draw your nature and beauty anew
how would my poetry meet who you are?
To my dear mother, shall I, You compare?
TUNISIA, Your Love, I'll ever bear.
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
birth, childhood, prayer, religious,
It's hard to describe
that true sense of pride
that comes with the worth
of your babies birth
A child takes your heart
right from the start
and wills you to sow
a love destined to grow
From dress ups to cupcakes
from boo-boos to heartbreaks
it's all worth the pain
from the treasure we gain
Time spent together
can only be measured
in memories we hold
as part of our soul
God keep this life
from turmoil and strife
give it love and care
and blessings to share
For all that we ask
is that we're up to the task
and do all that we must
to honor your trust.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
beautiful, emotions, feelings, heart, how i feel, love,
How does one answer, what is love;
it's part hope, part apparition.
But what it truly is; sort of
simply defies definition.
Have you ever felt so alive
that it was almost too extreme?
And caught up in passion's drive,
have you ever followed your dream?
Have you ever stolen a kiss
that left you floating on a cloud?
And filled with spontaneous bliss,
have you ever shouted out loud?
Have you ever danced upon air;
or felt warm and gooey inside?
And should jealous eyes gawk and stare,
have you ever strutted with pride?
Have you ever felt wholly whole,
falling head over heels in love?
And found such bliss within your soul
that it rivals heaven above?
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories:
africa, art, blessing, feelings, how i feel, humanity, patriotic,
To my terra of roots
my allegiance I vow
I wallow in your fruits
and to your flag I bow.
Dream not till wake of dawn
beaming sun light I wait
burst of glee of no bourn
the feels of the soul, sate.
Awe chills into my spine
as your Hymn in pride sung
for Home in peace I pine
and love never be swung.
How could my pen, you turn
in a fine rhyming word
as my quill longs to learn
inking with grace and verve.
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
longing, love hurts, romance,
~ MY LOVE SHE'D LENT ~
I followed her where'er she went
Lured onward by her fragrant scent
She clasped his hand, a handsome gent
How could she know my love she'd lent
I died one thousand deaths inside
Choked back my tears with wounded pride
How long such anguish could I bear
My heart asunder to let tear
The hour had come to make my move
My love for her I had to prove
Unsteady I, and quite unsure
Just how to break the news to her --
My tongue was still despite I tried
'To ask her this: 'Please be my bride.'
~ Iambic Tetrameter ~
December 30, 2019
by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
beauty, immigration, magic, metaphor, pride, summer, sun,
~Sun Dancing~
Bright yellow sparks glisten around the landscape
Sheer environment expose
Warmth slinks down every step
So-- Invigorating
Spur-like rays muster in long light
The wolves wait to howl
Soon--Bunch of flowers
Huddle in with sunlit love
Luminous rave
By; pd
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
feelings, love,
With a calm soothing look from your blue eyes
You invite me in to refresh my worth
And heal my wounds with your appealing mirth
A kiss from your lips leaves me satisfied
To desire no more, just be by your side
Tease my cheek with your feathery soft flirt
And I'll tie off my vessel at your berth
While your waves of kindness restore my pride
We'll take a walk on the beach holding hearts
Take a swim in the waters of desire
Drying our bare souls in the bright sun light
Never again will we let our paths part
Climbing love's mountain higher and higher
Then down the backside, to walk out of sight
an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
by Agona Apell |
Categories:
angel, girlfriend, happiness, love, marriage, romance,
We are all born angels but gradually grow
into men;
A few of us, though, do angels remain,
And you, golden you, are the like of them:
You whom Paradise led me to
And back to Paradise leads me daily;
Whom Fortune fished from my dreams to
lay by my side...
If you wish me love, wish me you,
And if I should make you happy, make me
hubby!
Then for a day you’ll be my bride and forever
my pride.
And side by side with hearts, sweat, & tears
entwined
We’ll each day labour at the blessed wheel
By whose fateful spins our home shall be
steered
Towards destinies atop golden hills
That Heaven wills as our dwelling place.
by Sarita Milliner |
Categories:
april, celebration, change, freedom, future, life, spring,
Spring Cleaning
Springtime is a chance to start your life anew,
Dust off your pride and change your attitude.
Bring forth the hidden treasures, of your heart,
Don’t worry about the past that tore you apart.
Let the fresh air cleanse your soul, body and mind,
Release the inhibitions that have kept you blind.
Love yourself, for who you are and what you can do,
Never worry about what others think, it all about you.
Embrace the earth elements and the comfort they bring,
Sit back, relax, and enjoy the results, of your spring cleaning.
Written : © 3/21/16
Deadline: 4/13/16
Finalized: 3/24/16
Submitted for: Second Chance #3
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories:
betrayal, desire, earth, emotions, hate, love, lust,
Revenge sweet turning with hate
a brother rises striking blows
landing hits brother in wicked deeds
evilness within mans own soul
Cruelty crawling inside desires
suffering greed of nations they plea
Rise up against nations man at war
tearing asunder God's creation
People slowly murdering loveless
Pride a sinful act of violence
laced with pain destroying pure love
everything that once stood out housed peace
so fine cut beautiful, good sharing
caring free, in this one, big show rolls
Keeps turning, the wheel of hope
whom will speak, as we all become part
of his heavenly dust in the end
or burning remains of hell's fire
by James Marshall Goff |
Categories:
faith, , cute,
My blessing basket is heavy with heaven's gifts,
Tomatoes the size of my fist, eggplants so cute,
And fresh heirloom beans bursting with pride.
The sun, orange on the horizon, frames a pair of
Snowy Egrets above, wings folded in glide descent,
Angling towards their roost.
A solitary Cricket, at home in the cabbage patch,
seesaws a hypnotic greeting, then hushes
As I pass.
A Monarch Butterfly wisps past my head, enjoying
Nectar from scattered flowers. The scent of herbs,
Blossoms and love settles softly in my heart.
I know life can be hard, but this moment, just
This moment, I'm filled with such Grace from
God I only stand in humble gratitude.
by Winter Wallace |
Categories:
angst, art, confusion, depression, forgiveness, inspirational, introspection, life, music, peace, visionary
Dear Me,
I need you to be stronger
I need you to never be afraid
swallow your pride,and your flight will be softer
tell her you love her,even if it hurts
Grab onto your dream and live it
Do not be afraid of the sun's divinity
Be better,love more, hold on.
Dear Me,
Enjoy every stop of the ride.
For when the train finally stops...we die
Until we witness the angels dance after final day...
Dear Me, hide your fears away
by Brian Strand |
Categories:
childhood, life, love, passion, places, time
Remember the day
Apron strings loosed,untied
as maternal voices faltered and cried
Remember the day
When a soprano voice lost its elan
and a boy became a man
Remember the day
Peer pressure would not hide
and diffidence was replaced with pride
Remember the day
Desire,with warm whispers heard
questions,answered with just three words
Remember the day
Filled with joy and love
a union blessed from above
Remember the day
Holding a first-born,so wee
as two self-absorbed,became three
Remember the day
Trust was born-a-new
a changed life came into view
Remember the day
Genesis as a work of art
with gifts to share and impart
Remember the day
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
encouraging, future, growing up, life, love, mother, pride,
My child,
As you climb
Life’s journey
To the best of my ability
I will have your back
And steady your ladder
Always I will encourage you
So whenever you look back
You will see my smiling face
Supporting and proud
Cheering you on
Unwavering I will be
At the foot of your ladder
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~A CHILD'S WORLD~ 2020
AP: 1st place 2020
Submitted on April 23, 2019 for contest THE SMILE AT THE FOOT OF A LADDER sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH
by Dion Bess |
Categories:
lovepain, night, night,
Wit each line my soul drift away.
Heart still aching so each night I pray.
Life consume with pain veins fill with rage.
Mind still enslave.
Yet still standing tall until you put me in my grave.
Overwhelm with pride so i refuse to die.
So each night I am (smoking) levitating through the sky.
Conquer love can't you see the fire in my eyes.
Natural born leader but a king with you by my side.
Speaking the truth not uttering one lie.
Still feeling pain but my heart will never die.
Cause in your arms I will always be alive.
Making your pain mine the new Bonnie and Clyde
by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
friendship, love,
I can recall
When we had it all
There was nothing we couldn't do
We were the best
Ahead of the rest
And only your eyes were blue
You stood by my side
Beaming with pride
Each morning we'd start anew
Searching our souls
Achieving our goals
And only your eyes were blue
We walked with a force
We set our own course
Our courage, our passions were true
We answered the call
We conquered it all
And only your eyes were blue
Since you've been gone
I still carry on
Your memory sees me through
If there was a way
I'd go back there today
When only your eyes were blue.
by Tom Woody |
Categories:
angst, peace,
Because peace is more important than winning...
Like arrows shot right through a weary heart
these words in anger pierce the tender flesh.
This gift of verse, each eager to impart
feels wasted as our egos wax afresh.
Why can't we just agree to disagree
and check our pride outside the cyber door?
Perhaps agape love still holds the key
to ending this vain philosophic war.
There was a time we shared each other's muse
and wrote a song for all the world to hear.
Such loving lyrics penned in rainbow hues
gave both of us a vision that seemed clear.
To ponder losing this I cannot bear
these humble words reveal that I still care.
by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories:
love, wife,
'Tis clear
My dear
You are
By far
My girl
A pearl
I fell
Pell mell
For you
To woo
First kiss
Pure bliss
Asked thee
On knee
Be bride
My pride
Said yea
Great day
Next thing
A ring
Now wife
For life
Three kids
Grandkids
She died
I cried
Love ya
Vera
POTD 9 Sep 2020
by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
thank you,
We hear your voice across this nation
We send our love and admiration
Now standing in awe of what you do
We dedicate this day to you.
On nine eleven our world was torn
Only to rise, our strength reborn
An end to terror our only choice
And you became freedom's voice
Our country will not be intimidated
Terrorists will be eradicated
We stand behind you until the day
When you come home to the USA.
They destroyed two buildings side by side
They will never destroy American Pride
We the people, with our hearts we say
To our troops, Happy Valentine's Day.
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
family, history, pride, rose, tribute, women,
Great grandmother Rosa
Grandmother Maryrose
And Mother Roseann
Daughter April Rose
Granddaughter Kayla Rose
Granddaughter Ella Rose
Love all my Roses
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AP: 3rd place 2021
Posted on October 13, 2019
by Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
baseball, boy, grandmother, grandson, growing up, pride,
Little Man Grown
8/18/2023
Thirteen years ago, he picked up a bat!
In love, he knew where his future was at.
In Major League Baseball, you get it?
Six-feet, tall now, he can really, hit it!
But this Grandma, misses her little tyke,
Who rode a tricycle and flew a silver kite.
He’ s a player on junior varsity these days.
And in other states, baseball with joy, plays!
by Terrell Martin |
Categories:
animal,
A bald eagle landed in a tree,
right next door to me.
I heard his screech and saw his wings,
unfolded wide as if a king.
Proclaiming his own mighty throne,
majestic, proud and all alone.
I thought how long he’s been revered,
by our nation and others for countless years.
I thought about his strength and pride,
perched up there before my eyes.
As I stood watching his beauty, grace,
before again, he embraced that wild blue space.
Above, below, and all around,
he took to sky like love, unbound.
Leaving me enraptured, to smile and stare,
at that soaring spirit
moving ever higher,
way up there.