Val Brooklyn Rogers
Val Brooklyn Rogers Poems
A freshly frosted rose
Starry summer skies
Tasting a glistening snowflake
Singing acappella of love
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Harmony hills
Music at the highest
Grits and eggs cooking
All senses awakening
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With unusual senses, we operate
We dance to the sound of wind chimes
And whistle to the tune of butterfly wings
We SEE MELLOW MUSIC in waterfalls.
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When no one else is around I amuse myself
while sitting down
And bring myself loads of joy
when I pretend to be a stand up comedian
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Soft white clouds breezing.
A kitten seeks butterflies.
A butterfly takes flight.
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The clearest of days
Out for a noon walk.
The warmth of autumn's Sun
Felicitous noises excite the air.
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The sly quick pen?
Who does not give up.
He brings subtle shame to his name
With carelessness.
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Fantastic, at my feet.
A purr, a satisfying one
more meow.
Fish, mixed meat now.
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Your love is an endless melody
Played just for me.
Sweet notes in spring and all SUMMER
Long.
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Madness be a delicious cocktail with a harmonious hilarity of
Laughter add spices with merriment all day long.
Madness be a city in joyous turmoil expanding at the borders
Where everyone belts out a tuneless song.
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Can I get a mention for love?
The genuine love of an alluring sunset
Can I get a mention for an inspiring LOVE?
For the love of a pleasant dawn.
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I was taught to always search beyond
Boundaries and limits to realize what
Is truly beautiful.
Such is a beautiful thing beyond the
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I'm Kerris Hakim, bartender trade by night. Here at Fahrenheit Lounge I have heard stories of patrons who dared to live and lovers who Suddenly died. Graduating from law school without a dime.
Over gin and tonic I've listened to all arrays of ironic. Husbands who
Didn't know their husbands had wives. Then husbands who didn't know their wives were alive. All these stories and...
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Mortality, a desperate dance
Of myriad souls.
Unto the graves that behold
Thy morbid kind.
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Mountains shall be cast
Down at your wake.
You are my sons as kings
About the earth, rushing
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I woke this morning
To snow piled ten feet high
A snowy oasis, breathtaking
One snow flake on top of the other
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Biography
At age 23 I managed to write what I considered to be a Satisfactory piece of art. I can't remember the exact Title. It started with: a dimpled splash of gray on A frigid November MORNING The BEST day of my life was February 17,1966 I was Born a being of human descent destined for literary Greatness of some TYPE, the elusive DESTINY OF most Poets. I enjoyed a fantastic childhood, became an amateur Poet and published a TREASURE TROVE of poems on Poetry soup website. I also hold the copy writes To several other poems on My WORD wizard website. I have not yet experienced the fame I hunger for. Nonetheless for effort sake. I will travel the Streets of poetry until I discover my own private Avenue.)
The Best Poem Of Val Brooklyn Rogers
A Twisted Spring In Bloom
A freshly frosted rose
Starry summer skies
Tasting a glistening snowflake
Singing acappella of love
The twinkling of a million
Billion stars
A RAINBOW soaking up a perfect
Sunset
NATURE LOVES spring in bloom
The TRICKLING of dew drops
At the bursting of spring
Season.
Strolling down by the
Tepid LAKE WATCHING every
Rose bloom. Each one at
Its assigned time. None
To soon.
Sing everything a love
Song. Aching to watch an
Early moon cast its blue
Shadow.
Palms Perspiring at the
Thought of holding hands.
Feel the heat of a roaring
SUNRISE
These are the things that remain
Merely for NATURAL satisfaction
Of a twisted spring in bloom
Val Brooklyn Rogers Comments
Val Brooklyn Rogers Quotes
Naked and defenseless owning nothing in this world I was born crying like a little girl.
You can hear a billion echoes in a poem of a few words, out loud.
OMG Is not a prayer. even though the G represents GOD.Do you expect a text from him?
I have no intention of turning 50y next year So I think i'll just Loiter here in this year with 49y.
I dare you to go further than the furthest. Dream the impossible dream. Set the WORLD ablaze. Live the extraordinary life you've saved. Val Brooklyn Rogers
It's understandable. I don't mow my lawn. I prefer the manual method. I cut my grass One blade at a time. It's more precise.
laughing out loud all the days of Your life causes humorous Growths of magical joy. A condition Developed from consuming excessive Amounts of happiness.
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