A child’s laughter is
Ringing in my ears tonight
Oh, beautiful child
How do I get it right
...
Poetry is pain
And what a poet I am
No love in my life
So a pen is in my hand.
...
Always on another's shoulder
Smiles never meant for me
Your laughter will never reach my ears
Your future I will not see.
...
Oh please, don’t make me explain.
I am Tartarus
And Satan I do love and disdain.
I am Tartarus
...
Now I lay me
Down to sleep.
I pray the Lord
My soul to keep.
...
A child's laughter is
Ringing in my ears tonight
Oh, beautiful child
...
Daddies are supposed to love their little girls.
So why could you never love me?
Sugar & spice illuminate their worlds,
But my sparkle you could not see.
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Tartarus is me
Confident so Satan flee
Comrades please take heed
...
I love my neighbors
Most are just like family
Mean the world to me.
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Puppies are so cute
When they beg for scraps of food
But loud they are too.
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Son thinks he knows best
Thinks he’s better than the rest
But clay feet has he.
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Trees raise their arms high
All just trying to get by
On kindness rely
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Alone in my room
All the world wants me to zoom
I want to Haiku
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I WONDER HOW FAR WE ROAM
I WONDER IF PROSE WILL BE HOME
MANIFEST FOR ALL TO SEE
ALL OF OUR SINS TO FLEE
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Just pieces of Them
We all are
Sun, moon, even the stars.
All pieces and reflections of Them,
...
If the po' knee I must ride
Just to prove a point
I will do it gladly
As I smoke my joint.
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Grateful and close on one level
Disappointed elsewhere
Some living in misery
Others without a care
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My 'Higher Power' would not accept such a title.
Worship and praise he would discourage.
'Are you kidding, me, '
He would say
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Seeking The Honey Pot
A child’s laughter is
Ringing in my ears tonight
Oh, beautiful child
How do I get it right
Keeping all balls in the air
Staying out of despair
Recognize the voice of Christ
Even though no voice is there.
Just the words of Melchizedek
Which do belong to the many
Searching, searching all over the place
For some bear named Winnie
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so very loud, like my little pups were once....till they grew! !
You are a fantastic poet! Hope you know it! Don't blow it!