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 ~SpiffyKat~
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 751
trapped until the day to diePage 31 of 42    (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, 39, 40, 41, 42)
If anyone knows love Christopher....you do Powerful:)Luuuv2laaaf~I really enjoyed your poem so much...Who doesnt enjoy poems about budding romance? Ornoringo~Welcome to the thread.Excellent write:)Have a spiffy day yall!Kat
 Separated44
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 752
trapped until the day to die
Posted: 2/2/2006 4:17:20 AM
Ironic Poet, if I am capturing the intent and the meaning of the poem, you have sung my world in a few short stanzas, I applaud your work, scalpel sharp in surgeons hand, the simple mind can understand. Awesome.
 poetwhocares
Joined: 5/1/2005
Msg: 753
trapped until the day to die
Posted: 2/2/2006 11:43:53 AM
I think not all who read my poem of Gospel Decree may realize what I am truly saying. If I am correct and you have also seen this in my words separated44. My works is saying, to find and seek love, for a person like me is not about organized religion, or about what or how we should act, in some such principles of Gospel teaching.

It is that to truly be in love and have a flesh and blood relationship, so much comes down to trust within your own self. To in other words if need be sacrifice any teachings any given Church organization might give. Not only to achieve that quest for love and being loved, but to feel comfortable within your own being.

At 45 years old and having never been married myself, to see other marriages fail and the such like. We all have dreams and ambitions, and not to achieve those before death feels like the greater sin. To want more than anything to be a husband and father and live, otherwise die with a broken heart in a way, it was not worth living to begin with.

Time is our enemy and an older man, needs a younger love, if there are to be those children. On my Monday this week, I was standing next to a woman, I now believe has been crossing my path off and on for some 20 years. Yet we only just in a way got introduced to each other. I said to her about how there was one thing missing in my life and her reply to me was one word - "children" . Then there is more to those feelings that become complicated.

My few words of verse and stanza, say more that I could ever explain or could ever be understood. To indeed feel "trapped until the day to die". In ways denied of the true form of love and romance my 45 plus years have so far withheld from my being. God or no God!!!
 poetwhocares
Joined: 5/1/2005
Msg: 754
so you wanna be a Dad
Posted: 2/2/2006 12:12:07 PM
817
Parenting

16 July 2000


To hold you in my arms
and protect from each day harms
So small at first
as she grows in thirst

A babe to love and adore
this daughter forever more
Such a longing of desire
to baptise with fire

Olivia her name
if that I can claim
An adorable being
beautiful and keen

Yet it cannot be
until her mother I do see
Love found in heart
and I can’t wait to start



754
For that Darling of Mine

30 June 2000


Closer and closer it does come
that day of the eternal one
An earthly saviour
to worship and labour

That darling of mine
to dedicate the divine
A sister and mother
like no other

For she has to be special
to be held at bay
Until God decides to make my day
In prayer I continue the quest
so she will be more than a guest

How elusive she has become
when children await their Mum
Far off in a different land
in waiting for the camera to pan


“Behold, . . . I am ready to come to you; and I will not be
burdensome to you: for I seek not yours, but you: for children
ought not to lay up for parents, but the parents for the
children. And I will very gladly spend and be spent for you;
though the more abundantly I love you, the less I be loved.”
2 Corinthians 12: 14-15 KJV


© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)

a poet who cares
 dashance
Joined: 11/18/2005
Msg: 755
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so you wanna be a Dad
Posted: 2/2/2006 7:25:23 PM
Wow! You guys really rock! Sep44! like I said I don't know how you keep outting that good stuff out! Luvtolaugh Really beautifull!!! Chris! Last Couple very very nice! THe ones of yours I feel most akin too! lol! Maybe 'cause I'm sorta in the same boat too! But what ever!!! Way to go folks, keep up the inspiration!
 luuuv2laaaf
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 756
No Regrets
Posted: 2/2/2006 10:08:12 PM
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NO REGRETS

Now you'll leave to spread your wings
And fly towards your dreams
I pray this decision that you have made
Will return your inner gleam

We grew together for 16 years
But now you want to part
I’ll face my fears, hold back my tears
And make a brand new start

We took marriage vows so long ago
We promised our love until death
You wanna go, I can't make you stay
But it's hard to catch my breath

I’ll always love you forever
I’ll be strong and try to move on
The life we planned has slipped away
All dreams for our future are gone

Marriage changes the person we are
For better and sometimes for worse
Love can seem from God above
Or sometimes feel like a curse

I’m thankful for the times we had
We grew up in so many ways
We shared our lives & grew as one
But I guess it was just a faze

Now we face the legal part
Of destroying what we once had
I wish we could just walk away
Then it wouldn’t feel quite this bad

Maybe it should be harder to marry
And much easier to Divorce
It’s rough enough to face the end
When Love has run its course

So fly away my precious Ex
I hope you’ll soar like a Dove
The only prayer that I will have
Is that you never regret our Love

LR2/2/06

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 luuuv2laaaf
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 757
After Awhile
Posted: 2/3/2006 4:26:09 AM
...

YOU LEARN

After awhile you learn the subtle differences
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul

You learn that love doesn’t mean security
And that being with someone can still be lonely

You begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And that presents aren’t promises

You begin to accept disappointments and defeats
With the grace of a Woman, not the grief of a Child

You learn to build on the roads of today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain

You learn to soar while the breeze is in your favor
Because the winds of change can crash you mid-flight

After awhile you learn that even the beautiful sunshine
Can burn you badly if you get too much

So you learn to plant your own garden and decorate your soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers

You learn you really can endure because you're stronger than you know
And God never gives you more than you can handle

And you learn and you learn and you learn and you learn…
With every Goodbye… you learn.

LAR2/3/06

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 Poet102781
Joined: 8/22/2005
Msg: 758
House of God
Posted: 2/3/2006 6:06:45 AM
Behold, I am a devil in the house of God,

I rule my domain with an iron rod,

I walk his hallways in search of a door,

I cant talk to him, he dos'nt love me anymore,

I light a candel, to signify I have died,

and remember all the tears that I've cried,

Wheres my salvation? When will I get to come home?

Eternity is a long time,

so these empty streets I rome.
 ~SpiffyKat~
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 759
about the author:)
Posted: 2/3/2006 4:53:12 PM
Excellent poems kids:)keep em comin..I just wanted to quickly add if ya post someone elses poems please credit the authors:) to avoid confusion"^^After awhile was written by~V.A. Shoftstall..I recognized the poem immediately because I adore it too.Thanks for posting it here Have an awesome weekend kids,and keep em comin Kat
 docholiday740
Joined: 1/16/2006
Msg: 760
about the author:)
Posted: 2/3/2006 5:24:28 PM
My phone rang early this morning
Like a banshee, with no warning.
the tears I heard were the end of the line
told of the death of the son of mine
he drowned in water no deeper than knee
I curse God and said it should have been me
I shook as I poured out the last of the tears
I should have been the one robbed of your years
My only regret is this, and what for?
I should have waken you just to play some more
 Separated44
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 761
about the author:)
Posted: 2/3/2006 5:51:21 PM
a friend of mine lost her son of 17 years old a week ago today, I sent this to her:

"No words defeat the terror, the tragedy, the pain

No comfort one can offer that soon would end the rain

So silently I'll sit, though I've spoken once to you

and know there's brighter days when your time of rain is through.

Trust in your Redeemer to carry you my friend

for in His arms of comfort, life will have no end.


Im so sorry for your loss."

I hope you dont take offense at the closing, it is the only hope she and I have in the situation. Im a dad, and I cant begin to pretend I could understand the pain. Im a guitar player too, there may be some comfort in the music.
 docholiday740
Joined: 1/16/2006
Msg: 762
about the author:)
Posted: 2/3/2006 7:06:38 PM
Thanks. I'm ok with it, though. Read my thread "afterlife" in the poetry district
 Separated44
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 763
Afterlife in the district
Posted: 2/3/2006 9:19:29 PM
I'll hunt it down in the morning....yeah, work on saturday....somebody shoot me...glorified doorman pointing the finger, do this, do that, hurry up, I have a life I want to get back to, let me lock the doors already....

The boss isnt happy, its saturday noon
he's hoping the workers will show up real soon
wait in the parking lot time after time
and post little poems trying to rhyme
pathetic it looks when you find them all there
but the boss in the lot really dont care
you can think that he's desperate, pleading his case
or think that its all fun, all just a waste
maybe a little of both could be true
watching the workers, and talking to you.

Have a great weekend, Cant wait to get home and plug in the axe, I think I got Stevie Ray owned...hope so, he was the man. Practice practice practice
 poetwhocares
Joined: 5/1/2005
Msg: 764
After a while you learn
Posted: 2/3/2006 10:59:23 PM
^^^ refer to previous posts^^^

"After awhile you learn the subtle differences
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul"

are words that relate to a poem that appears to be found with several choices of title
and most listed as 'Author Unknown' - when also credit is given to V.A. Shoftstall as the
author of this works and Robyn Deborah Mueller as the author of this poem also

The poem appears on over 100 web sites in various forms

Just like with posting in forums, come the danger of another persons writing being proclaimed as to that of another.
Such are the risks, when sharing original material on line.

As for me with 1000 poems posted in these threads, even if I removed my profile from this site
my own intellectual property is still my poems. In ways it would be far more safe not to post any of my writing in the threads. Yet I choose to do this on POF, not so much for myself, but for others to enjoy.

The risk being my works can be freely viewed and taken, if not passed off as anothers writing.
When several of my works are published and everything is protected by copyright laws.
But no law can beat the best writers of all: Mr Copy and Mr Paste.!!!!!

However if a person does post a poem and passes it off as their own -
that person instantly losses all personal creditability in so doing.
 Separated44
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 765
After a while you learn
Posted: 2/4/2006 5:36:08 AM
Truth is a knife that often cuts deep
and slices away at the secrets we keep
cutting away what we thought was okay
and leaving us wounded in light of day
but as truth hacks into our daily lives
when surrender and trust find their way to our eyes
our end is much wiser, much safer and pure
and we are reborn by the surgeon for sure
bring on the knife and cut me again
truth is my healer, my saviour and friend.
 poetwhocares
Joined: 5/1/2005
Msg: 766
truth is my healer, my saviour and friend.
Posted: 2/4/2006 8:05:15 AM
^^^ such a great write deserves some praise - well done
 Separated44
Joined: 1/17/2006
Msg: 767
truth is my healer, my saviour and friend.
Posted: 2/4/2006 8:10:09 AM
I feel like I got my first gold star in kindergarden all over again! It means alot, thanks.
 ~SpiffyKat~
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 768
truth is my healer, my saviour and friend.
Posted: 2/4/2006 4:09:42 PM
Heres a smiley face sticker too.Youre a star student/poet hehe
 kblgal
Joined: 7/29/2005
Msg: 769
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After a while you learn
Posted: 2/4/2006 6:50:46 PM
Separated44 and LuvtoLaaf: Would you two mind if I used some of your poems, if I kept your copyrights on them? Your works really speak to me. I would most likely only be adding them to my word document of inspiring quotes and not actually use them.
 luuuv2laaaf
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 770
After a while you learn
Posted: 2/5/2006 7:36:31 AM
^^^

I did forget to put "Author Unknown" on the poem "After Awhile" and I apologize. I have never posted another person's poem on here so I totally spaced. I was actually posting it here to inspire someone through a very tough time.

Kblgal... I'm complimented that you enjoy my poetry and I absolutely offer them for you to use however you wish.
 luuuv2laaaf
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 771
WORTH THE FIGHT
Posted: 2/5/2006 8:03:43 AM
...

WORTH THE FIGHT

A late night call, an open door
How could I ever ask for more?

I know we've fought, you take the blame
The part I played can cause me shame

Sometimes I watch your hate grow strong
You find a way to make me wrong

Our love's at risk, for this I'll fight
Can we forgive and make this right?

A bridge to cross, is it too far?
Let's meet halfway without a war

You say you can not trust our bond
We'll grow too close, we'll grow too fond

I wish that you could learn to trust
Before our love turns into dust

Why can't our love help you to grow?
You're not a Loner, this I know

You say our love scares you away
Why can't our love help you to stay?

My love for you, it has no range
No matter what, it will not change

The joy you bring into my life
Is worth some pain & shame & strife

I'll wait for you and guard my heart
I hope that we won't grow apart

I'm here if you should ever need
A Fan, A Lover or a Friend indeed.

There is one thing I know is right
To save our love, it's worth the fight

LAR2/4/06

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 ~SpiffyKat~
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 772
WORTH THE FIGHT
Posted: 2/5/2006 12:37:07 PM
^^^awesome poem luuv2:) I know not putting the authors name on the poem meant to inspire someone was not intentional.Your writes rock!Have an awesome day kids,kat
 kindirishman
Joined: 1/29/2006
Msg: 773
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So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/5/2006 8:53:29 PM
The Chalice

She is my prize for waiting,
She is the smile that rests,
So gently upon my face,
My waking thoughts,
My night’s dreams,
Revolve around her,

Gone are the pains of past days,
I am refreshed, reborn, renewed,
Her words calm my weary heart,
Her laughter contents me,
For I see what I’ve missed,
Years gone, lost and empty,

She is the bliss of dreams,
The songbird of mornings to come,
She is the bearer of vivid memory,
Of good news, jest and hope,
She came to me without looking,
The chalice for my waiting.

DTM
one of my own, hope everyone likes it.
 ~SpiffyKat~
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 774
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/5/2006 9:01:28 PM
Amazing~beautiful imagery:)Thanks for sharing and visit anytime,Kat
 luuuv2laaaf
Joined: 6/25/2005
Msg: 775
So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 2/6/2006 7:13:12 AM
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FREEDOM

When I look in your eyes, so clearly I see
Two of you there, One that yearns to be free
But the other desires to know a safe place
To experience love with compassion and grace

You want me to lead you through that special door
And allow you to act from your passionate core
You desire to break your old heavy chains
Without any restriction, to be free once again

To drink deeply of lust with a long searing kiss
Tasting our ecstasy with freedom and bliss
In your heart and your mind there still is a place
To feel totally loved, to accept this embrace

To indulge in these feelings and step into the light
And surrender your freedom with growing delight
To open your spirit to dreams and desire
To step out of yourself as our love takes you higher

To know that my heart reflects the Love of a Friend
To have someone to join with again and again
To feel totally safe, released from your past
Move beyond who you were, enjoy freedom at last

So don't fear this love, you can always be free
Come take my hand, you can always trust me
I can honor your feelings with love and respect
We'll both enjoy freedom & our hearts won't get wrecked

LAR2/6/06

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