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| | works from 'Poems & Writings for Children of Love & Other Humane Beings'Page 4 of 38 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38) | | very nice work sir, i applaud the talent and aspirations....but would your poetry not serve you better than what you have stated in your profile? as would pics of yourself alone w/o your ex? | |
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Posted: 7/21/2011 2:40:15 AM | Cindi - If you were closer, you could learn in person - face to face who & what we both
are - instead of trying to express feelings & emotions that go way beyond words.
Real poets burn passionate lives and my x & I had a torrid love affair that lasted nearly 20
years before she abandoned me & our 18 yr.old son who broke down & cried in my arms.
I was COMPLETELY faithful & loyal to her while she betrayed me (****ing other men)
3 times during our relationship & each time I absolutely & completely forgave her.
I tried to cut her out of the photos, but I couldn't figure the system out - and those are the only pics I had of myself to post. And by the way, my name is Bill (not sir) - I may be not be as young as you, but you wouldn't know it if we were together & the lights were off.
I don't want to insinuate you're young & have never known anyone like me before, but it wouldn't be that hard to believe. There are not many men out there who feel & burn the fire & passion I do - and not many women, either.
Cindi, you're welcome to communicate with me for as long & deep as you want;
just open your heart & try to understand what I've been through - and I'll do the same
for you - Sincerely, Bill | |
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Posted: 7/21/2011 5:01:24 PM | Rich Men
'Where did the poor go?'
The rich men, they scoff!
'There still must be some
still alive to rip off.'
'We're totally broke'
is what the poor claim.
Rich crimes done on Earth
on poor people blame.
Rich mens high crimes
bring such pain and sorrow;
they escape God today,
but they won't tomorrow!
Rich men fall down
under satan's spell.
The rich men, they'll fall
right straight into hell.
The poor, they will have
God's Eternal Peace.
The rich men will melt
down into pig grease.
Thank God that the poor
from pain are released;
thank God the rich men
will all be deceased. | |
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Posted: 7/23/2011 9:56:56 AM | Love ( my view )
Love you do,
but not for you.
Love, you give;
for this, you live.
Love, do not take
or ever fake.
Love doesn't disgust,
but always trusts.
Find Love sincere;
not in a mirror.
Sweet Love, you kiss -
and never miss.
That Love you save;
for it, you crave.
The Love you borrow,
give back tomorrow.
You lose a friend
and Love again.
Suffer the strife;
love not your life.
And though you cry,
for Love, you die.
Through all travails,
Love never fails! | |
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Posted: 7/24/2011 7:48:34 AM | Escaping Fire
HEY, you selfish, self-centered out there;
you think God will spare you,
when you never cared?
Do you think you'll get mercy,
as you ignore their need;
that to you, they don't matter
as the life from them bleed?
God hears them from Heaven
and as He's decreed;
He'll judge good from evil,
separate fruit from weed.
Change your life now -
it's still not too late.
Fall not in Hell's hole;
rise through Heavens Gate.
Please don't waste your life
by refusing Love's call;
God gave you enough
Love to give us all.
Love brother and sister,
as God has loved you;
then from the Great Fire,
unburned, you'll pass through. | |
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Posted: 7/25/2011 5:37:02 AM | The Storm ( and aftermath )
The thunder crashes -
it bams, it booms!
The lightening streaks -
through skies, it zooms!
Between raindrops,
there is no room;
it rakes the Earth,
the grass, it grooms.
Worms in the dirt
drown in their tombs;
pounds down so hard,
small life, it dooms.
Holes in my roof,
leaks in my rooms;
outside, so soggy -
brings up mushrooms.
So quiet now -
the land refreshed;
soaks up the wet,
it's thirst is quenched.
Frogs croak tonight,
they take their cue;
then foggy dawn,
so drenched in dew.
Dark turns to light;
to life from gloom.
Flowers blossom;
they know to bloom. | |
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Posted: 7/25/2011 11:30:36 AM | A Bit of Your Lot ( from all that you've got )
If you won't do right,
then no one else will.
Don't swallow a lie,
too bitter a pill.
As for the bull,
we've all had our fill.
Now they've gone to far;
we won't drink that swill.
Is it not enough
how our souls must bleed;
to see the world's future
bled dry by rich greed?
Go ask the Somalies,
near half of them dead;
they weren't our enemies,
they just needed fed.
Will you get on board?
Need kicked in your head?
Help children out there
whose bellies need bread.
Think your ' have ' makes you better,
when, in fact, you're not;
Give those who are better,
a bit of your lot.
That's your wealth in heaven;
God told me so!
He also told me
to let you all know. | |
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Posted: 7/26/2011 11:30:07 AM | Without Love ( Just We )
You think you're inventive?
You're totally retentive!
You think, without Love,
that you're free?
You think, without Love,
you'll put self-greed above
the one thing, above all,
we all need.
Without Love caring,
it's giving and sharing,
you think, without Love
you'll succeed?
Just remember, my friend,
and don't try to pretend
there's you - only you; guaranteed.
The thing you should do
is not focus on you;
is that not what the Lord has decreed?
Take the time now
to discovering how
Love gives joy and life - and it's free!
If you Love now,
God will show you how;
there's no you, only you -
there's just we! | |
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Posted: 7/26/2011 7:13:14 PM | Your Eyes
Oh, those eyes;
those caring, loving eyes!
If I lived for eternity,
I'd give a thousand lives;
just to melt for moments,
into your beautiful eyes.
Of all the wonderful things I've felt,
of all the glorious highs;
I'd give them all away, gladly,
to be within your eyes.
The ups and downs I've had to live,
of Love's tears and Love's cries;
they all give meaning to my life
when I'm there in your eyes.
So beautiful when lips first meet,
but lips can spill such lies.
I know I'll taste the truth, sweetheart,
when my eyes kiss your eyes.
You've given me wings,
I flew the heavens,
I've soared the furthest skies.
For this, I'll give you anything;
just ask - you'll be surprised.
Just for what you've given me
from the magic in your eyes. | |
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Posted: 7/27/2011 6:43:54 AM | Hip Democracy
Well, I'm not that wise,
(wrong place for apostrophe)
no, not wisdom enough
or clever as Socrates.
Don't listen to liars
(should I use an apostrophe?)
or lies that they tell
(full bag of colostomy)
Just mark their words well
and watch the hypocracy;
the internet is
hip digital democracy.
NOTE: Vigorously and defiantly defend your internet right to know - Bill | |
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Posted: 7/28/2011 7:06:25 AM | Blood for Gold ( soul they sold )
So mediocre,
so medieval;
such cryptic, evil thinking!
They close their ears,
shut off their hearts;
wide open eyes, unblinking.
They're zillionaires
who rob the world;
new deals, they're always winking.
Billionaires and millionaires?
They're lower class and sinking.
They slither over
best of friends;
for money, they are finking.
They lost their sense,
they've lost their minds;
their brains, they must be shrinking.
The day will come,
they'll come to find;
with Christ, they won't be linking.
Since times of old,
they trust just gold;
it's blood that they'll be drinking! | |
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Posted: 7/28/2011 12:32:20 PM | Everybody I Love You
Know you've got to run -
know you've got to hide.
Still, there is a great life;
lingering deep within your eyes.
Open up, open up,
baby, let me in.
You expect for me to love you,
when you hate yourself, my friend
La - la, la - la, la, la
La - la, la - la, la, la
+&*)&(^%$#@$%^&(*&^@+!
Everybody I love you,
everybody I do!
Though your heart is in anger,
I need your love to get through.
When I tell you I love you,
you can believe that's it true.
Everybody I love you,
everybody I do!
CSNY | |
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Posted: 7/29/2011 5:11:08 AM | Pain Poem
No poems today,
misery holds sway;
in waves of pain, I drown.
It feels so bad,
makes me half-glad;
to agony, not bound.
I need relief
from pain and grief,
but in this world, not found.
It just makes sense
with pain intense;
hurts lurking all around.
In truth, I know,
if it gets worse,
I'll be laid in the ground.
There, then, will be
no verse from me;
no poems from me be found.
Through all this strife,
gave you my life;
so you'd be heaven-bound.
I'll say again,
you are my friend;
because you, I'll rebound. | |
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Posted: 7/29/2011 5:28:13 PM | Love ( my view 2 )
Know perfect Love
comes from above;
in this cruel world, not found.
Fake love you trust,
love turned to dust
lies trampled in the ground.
Will you believe,
as I perceive,
Love, in you, could be found?
Take you no rest,
love with your best;
live life of Love unwound.
This I will do,
for all of you;
to living Love, I'm bound.
I hope you'll, too,
keep Love in you;
keep Love always around.
NOTE: This poem, also, is dedicated to Laura ( Jake's sister ) | |
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Posted: 7/30/2011 1:51:59 AM | Sour Pickles
Love can be sweet,
but also fickle;
can also be bad,
like a sour pickle.
Hope your pickle's good,
hope Love will trickle
into your life,
for you to tickle.
Love can shine bright,
like a new nickle,
or slash your heart,
like a sharp sickle.
Remember, girls -
with guys you****e;*
watch out for the man
who has a sour pickle.
* there is no such word, but there should be - it fits perfectly in that line.
That one was fun - think I'll do it again.... - Bill | |
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Posted: 7/30/2011 8:04:23 AM | All That I've Got ( my friends )
Still pumping poems out!
Where will it all end?
Thought I'd let you know
because you're my friends.
Am I a 'real' poet?
I'll try to pretend
that I've been inspired,
then new poems I'll send.
Am I just a fake?
All this a facade?
Am I a true poet
for whom you'd applaud?
I've butchered the language,
through English, I've sawed;
how I've abused words,
they could be outlawed.
Should I keep on writing
or perish the thought?
Alphabet, I'll keep slighting;
in word rhymes, I'm caught.
I've learned many things,
so many I've taught;
for so many things,
for you, I have fought.
Please encourage me;
it would mean a lot!
You see, my dear friends,
you're all that I've got.
Swim deep today, fishies - you never know when the hook might get YOU - Bill | |
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Posted: 7/30/2011 6:43:50 PM | The Orphaned Child Of Grace (poison-baby march-2009)
A lover in a heartless place
a dreamer where no colors play
and eyes that wait to fill with wonder
as she wanders all alone
The hurt that keeps her love alive
the fear that feeds her dreams at night
the innocence that lets her see
a world of beauty when she cries
she believes in everything she's had to be without
someone who knows how to love her
someone who can see in color
someone who is filled with wonder
more with every step she takes
to try to find her place
but what could hold a candle to the beauty
of the things that can't be seen
by the orphaned child of grace
Her heart is ever open
unprotected, oh so broken
she can't see the danger when she's
looking through her stained glass heart
at a world of fractal beauty
every piece a different story
yet another heartache
and a reason to believe
She believes in everything she's had to be without
someone who knows how to love her
someone who can see in color
someone who is filled with wonder
more with every step she takes
to try to find her place
but what could hold a candle to the beauty
of the things that can't be seen
by the orphaned child of grace
If she should ever love you
She'll wrap around you crawl inside you
closer, never close enough
how could she ever know to stop
If she should ever love you
(love her)
reach her arms out to you
(hold her)
Be the home she's never known
be the place she wanders
She believes in all she's ever had to be without
Someone who knows how to love her
someone who can see in color
someone who is filled with wonder
more with every step she takes
to try to find her place
can you hold a candle to the beauty
of the things that can't be seen
by the orphaned child of grace
*nodding*
yes i did read that one. | |
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Posted: 7/31/2011 6:13:48 AM | Love Without End
My dearest of friends,
always count on me.
It's through all your eyes
so plainly I see.
Let's learn all together
what we all should be;
let's love one another
and not apathy.
Give to one another,
make all a new friend;
mankind and the Earth
can heal and will mend.
God's got our backs,
on this, we depend;
Love's Eternal Life,
of which, there's no end.
Don't wait for Love - give it! | |
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Posted: 7/31/2011 7:04:42 AM | The Pud Crud ( little spud )
Oh, dude - you think
you're such a stud;
your little head
gets hard from blood.
Take your low thoughts
out of the mud,
unless you like
being a crud.
Use your big head,
not little pud;
love with your mind,
not your dink, bud.
Look in the mirror,
you'll see a dud;
not superman,
but Elmer Fudd!
Grow up, selfish, little boys - the women are tired of waiting for you | |
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Posted: 8/1/2011 4:50:06 PM | Wrongs and Rights ( don'ts and do's )
A part of growing up
is coming to realize
that you never have
the right to hurt anyone;
especially those who protect you.
That you never have the right
to unfairly disrespect anyone;
especially those who honor you.
That you never have the right
to assume your right to love - from anyone;
especially from those who love you.
But, you do have the right
to be loved and cared for all the time,
to have peace and contentment always,
to be and live the joy you give.
And you have the right to believe
that for always and forever,
you have my respect and love.
- 1990 - | |
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Posted: 8/2/2011 7:31:36 AM | Once, Then and Now
Once, there was no one.
Then, there were imitations.
Now, there's you.
Once, I thought I'd never find you.
Then, I thought I had found you in others.
Now, finally, you're here.
Once, I didn't believe you existed.
Then, I believed you did.
Now, I know you do.
Once, there was total darkness.
Then, I saw you as a far - away star.
Now, you are as the sun to me.
Once, I thought Love and happiness impossible.
Then, I believed them possible.
Now, because of you, they're here.
Once, we cried alone.
Then. we laughed together.
Now, we cry and laugh as one.
Once, we were deprived of Love.
Then, we dreamed of Love.
Now - and forever,
we'll have dreams of Love together.
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