Love is like a gentle whisper
That lingers on the edge of a
cool breeze,
Unexpectedly, it touches you
And slowly caresses its way
Through to the depths of your
heart with ease,
Then boldly slips right into your
soul, taking a firm hold.
By Zyrool
If you could look into your future and choose one day to see what would happen, what day would that be and why...
I pick tomorrow.
I wake up, have my coffee, sugar, and cream, then read emails, and messages, open up poetrysoup and read poems, and comments, then write comments, and poems or go shopping, pick up meds, post office get mail, eat out, doctors, labs, x-rays, physical & occupational therapy visits, and those unexpected visits like a salesman. Then there's the neighbor, a longtime friend, and of course the, few and far in-between family visits. There are also some sports events or an interesting movie on the TV.
Then, that routine that I've accustomed myself to -- suddenly stopped, and the probability it would most likely concern a medical issue.
Given my present conditions, what would happen...is the question being asked of me for an answer.
I fear that the aforementioned routine will come to a catastrophic and prolonged medical end.
If not The End...
She brushes her long silky tresses,
smiling at her beautiful reflection.
A closet full of jewels and dresses.
Everything about her is perfection.
Physical splendor and material wealth
fades with age and crumbles in time.
Growing old erodes a person's health,
a bane once we've past our prime.
Spring lasts but a short tender season.
We are not renewed like buds or a leaf.
Winter encroaches in an act of treason,
we're suddenly old, consumed with grief.
Tarnished becomes the crown we wore
in days of our youth when life was new.
But the clock ticks and we cannot ignore
our golden days have taken on a gray hue.
February 24, 2023
Inspired by Robert Frosts' Nothing Gold Can Stay Contest
Sponsored by JCB Brul
When you feel rejected it may be God's redirecting and protecting you from an unknown situation. It may be He is slowing you down, redirecting you for His perfect plan for your life. "Write the vision, that he who reads it may run. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; but it speaks of the end, and does not lie. If it delay, wait for it; it will surely come, it will not be to late."
(F.A.I.T.H.)
FAVOR AS I TRUST HIM
Take on the day , Embrace the sunrise
Life will have its lows and highs
Your woes are like clouds they never stay
but on a troubled mind, they sometimes prey.
A beautiful mind will bring a beautiful day
and may you experience many such days.
Another thoughts are not yours to carry
So don't. as it is not necessary.
Emotions pray on a caring mind and love and hate are both not blind.
Use your friends the ones you love
to lift you up higher than the clouds that hang above.
Pirate woman slashes through the canvas, jumping into my lap.
Her fiery red and pink hair rivaling the flash of her gold and silver jewelry.
A caramel skinned ebony queen riding a polka dot dragon raised her sword.
They are mighty, assertive, powerful, and ready to take on all comers.
Never annoy women who carry pointy swords or daggers with spikes.
Women who assert themselves have the best lives. I add more color.
In neon acrylics, the fearsome two take on a life that rivals all the others.
A diamond tiara appears on warrior women, surprising even me, her creator.
The background is filled with a pirate ship, castle, and magical forest.
Imagination on fire, I grav up glitter paints, to enhance these formidable two.
My muses throw down pinks, greens, oranges, purples and reds, scaring me.
They have taken on a life of their own, I am a mere observer.
Sure, they are using my hands, but this creation goes well beyond my ability.
Entities I do not recognize are now in charge,
giving this canvas enthusiastic life!
I applaud their finished product, taking full credit.
Companionless, unloved,
abhorrent creatures
that are the slime of cyberspace.
Lurking behind the fortification
of their keyboards,
they infest innumerable sites
with despicable, foul-mouthed,
rants,and remarks
in an attempt to inflict
as much suffering as possible.
Craven snipers, using words
to kill spirits, talent and dreams.
Never would they come
face to face with those
they try to disparage.
Take on a new challenge
In order to get to the next level
Open your mind to new ideas
That would be helpful
Put yourself in a position
To rise towards the stratosphere
Believe in yourself
The pathway is now clear
It's been some years
Since I was young
Born carefree and having fun
Wearing smiles and shedding tears
Worried sick with growing fears
But now I simply take it slow
And watch those hasty on the go
I breathe each breath
And feel the Sun
And share Gods Love with everyone
Thanks Peter for sharing, "God Bess Your Eyes"
the gods are crying they tell you from the clouds
the thunder of sins created to flood your house
if only you closed your window from the voices
do not ring my door bell it is a decoy for the like of you
the teal duck singing a song of blue and green
the algae in a pond to not strike me to your will
the frog swim the lily pads and kiss the lotus
to catch a fly as the carp sashay the water
come ice you will survive the winter of a shovel
the ark really must be a mad man collecting
a zoo in his apartment and floating a mini boat
in a huge aquarium to see the sun rise
but an apple really to be tempted as golden
as you rather like your mustard of a salad
and not call Waldorf the acorn of squirrels on a subway station
could go on and on but stop me I am eve
the virgin and saint Mary of fish mongrels
want to smell my pussy
Take on the challenge
Better yourself and continue to grow
Climb that ladder
There is so much more
You can do it
Just give it your all
Shine that golden bell
Rise up and stand tall
I am told; one day I will become a woman
I need to prepare for when that day will come
When someone will take my hand and care for me
Having a family of my own, in charge of running a home
I have other views of the woman I want to be
My preparations for my future I will take on my own
Women are not allowed to take the man’s role
But I will challenge the role of a man and will take no crumbs
I refuse to be the symbolic weak woman
Expected to fulfill three roles:
“Mother, housekeeper, and worker”
With few choices, no rights, and controlled by a man
Goals I will break with an education and a respected job
Remaining a single woman!
I will challenge anyone in the community
Who come to ridiculed, shun, and pitied me
The pen is mightier than the sword
And therefore I will gain freedom
With an education and a respected job
My preparations for my future, I will take on my own
1/8/2016
I am told; one day I will become a woman
I need to prepare for when that day will come
When someone will take my hand and care for me
Having a family of my own, in charge of running a home
I have other views of the woman I want to be
My preparations for my future I will take on my own
Women are not allowed to take the man’s role
But I will challenge the role of a man and will take no crumbs
I refuse to be the symbolic weak woman
Expected to fulfill three roles:
“Mother, housekeeper, and worker”
With few choices, no rights, and controlled by a man
Goals I will break with an education and a respected job
Remaining a single woman!
I will challenge anyone in the community
Who come to ridiculed, shun, and pitied me
The pen is mightier than the sword
And therefore I will gain freedom
With an education and a respected job
My preparations for my future, I will take on my own
1/8/2016
The fourth dimension, on me, has left its mark,
Before the coinciding of my dreams and visions,
Cumulative years have made life become stark,
Pre-dating a scarred heart from life’s incisions
Once, without fear, of actions being thwarted,
Would come a subtle wink, then a deep embrace.
Now with eyes shuttered, I’m being transported,
Back to earlier times where age allows no space;
Age will always find you
Better or Bitter!
Tom
I WANT TO FEEL YOUR ELEGANCE YOUR GRACES AND YOUR PRESENCE AROUND ME
I WANT TO DREAM DREAMS ABOUT YOU WHEN I SLEEP
I WANT TO STAY IN YOUR ARMS UNTIL TIME VENTURES AWAY I WANT TO STAY FOR MORE
THAN A DAY
I CAN PICTURE YOU AND ME IN A BED OF FLOWERS FOCUSING ON THE BEAUTY OF
NATURE AND WHATS SURROUNDING US
I CAN SEE THE GROWTH IN YOU AND ME
I CAN SEE HOW YOU AND ME DIFFER FROM THINGS AND HOW WE WILL SOON BE
I CAN ONLY HOPE FOR A DRASTIC CHANGE A NEW ARRAY IN ME
FOR ME TO SEE HOW THINGS CAN BE IF YOU CONTINUE TO TAKE THIS JOURNEY WITH ME
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