Tag: family
group name: lightofpoetry
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December 04, 2006 10:29 AM EST --
“A Cherished Moment” ©
The old man grimaced
At the thought of being kind
But the sweetness of the moment
Pureed a promising smile
From his calloused lips
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March 10, 2007 02:08 PM EST --
All winter long I've been so cold.
My feet nearly freeze since I got old.
I get bundled up and jump into bed.
But the sheets are so cold, it's something I dread.
My heating pad quit, so what . . . more
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December 23, 2006 05:48 AM EST --
You dont have to ask god, he knows your heart.
When your life is torn and every road seems dark.
You dont have to ask god, to take away your fears.
He will sheild you from harm, he will dry your tears. . . . more
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January 19, 2008 08:52 PM EST --
Now I'm Gone
I didn't ask for this beating to happen or to have
my life ended in this sterile hospital bed. I had
something to live for, and many more days left to
live. I'd . . . more
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December 13, 2006 02:05 AM EST --
My dearest Earlisha,
You just don’t know what a blessing from God
you are to me, and our entire family!
I love you more than words can say!
You are so much help to your brother & myself,
each . . . more
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December 02, 2006 10:51 AM EST --
Homeles men and familys...who live in umbrage-cloth
Victory does claim thy path...for Saints of ol' abridge thy walk
Tired hearts of sad acclaim...orphans, runaways, helpless..God does-know . . . more
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December 19, 2006 05:29 AM EST --
Love
Oh, the possibilities,
How, endless they've become.
Since the day i met you,
I know my dreams have just begun.
I have waited my whole life time,
For what we call the "Perfect One". . . . more
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December 16, 2006 12:23 AM EST --
He was so cool and very calculated
With a warm embracing tone
And a stunning dexterity
This sax player at the Green door.
Had a brisk tempo to match his play.
Softly but vigorously blowing his sax . . . more
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September 24, 2008 11:02 PM EDT --
This was written several months ago. It is a tribute to my family history in New Orleans.
EEG
____________________________________________________
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January 05, 2007 12:38 AM EST --
Life is what we make of it
No matter what someone says or does.
Life doesn't stop moving on.
We make our choices good and bad.
Life doesn't let us go back.
We have to learn from the mistakes . . . more
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December 08, 2006 10:27 AM EST --
Listening in the Dark
A slamming door
And stomping feet,
The peaceful silence broken
Angry yells
“I got you Bitch”,
Crying words are spoken
Soothing . . . more
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December 25, 2006 11:17 PM EST --
The Joy of Christmas the carols, the family, the love , the laughter, it is truly a wonderful time. The turkey , the stuffing, the ham and pie, oh yes, oh yes, what a glorious time. We . . . more
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December 19, 2006 07:38 AM EST --
As lights twinkle
New snow falls
A manger glows
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September 23, 2007 10:40 AM EDT --
"That's the funny moon, Mama," he said,
"He wants to come home with us."
But of course he does--
Make this little man laugh
And you find yourself drunk on dimples.
more
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September 25, 2007 06:35 PM EDT --
I used to watch the smoke from my mother's cigarette in the lamp light,
Silver threads twining through amber.
Up it went, curling under the shade, coiling serpentine runes in the air,
Ghostlike but . . . more
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February 02, 2007 05:40 AM EST --
" Sisters...friends**forever"
"Me holding onto my sister"
'Childhood'...a blessing forever made in our hearts
Watching cartoons and . . . more
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November 24, 2006 11:42 AM EST --
Whistling sounds howl through the night,
Bundled children hide from sight!
Glass panes rattle, shake from gales,
A wintry mix whips water and hail,
Pounds the roof, gulps snow, exhales!
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November 13, 2007 10:20 AM EST --
Fatherhood on Monday Morning
They are called black seedless grapes,
Cross-bred monstrosities from California
That would mock the wine-girl's delicate foot.
Each settles in the palm like a . . . more
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April 30, 2007 12:43 AM EDT --
We saw a Monarch
fluttering faintly
against the bottom step
of Grandma Merkel's house.
I mumbled maybe we should
feed it some sugar water,
"Grow up," my sister said
and smashed it . . . more
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January 01, 2007 11:13 PM EST --
"I wrote this poem for my nephewand his wife in Colarado.
They just had their first baby-boy...Anthony Patrick"
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A blessing sent below
Watchful . . . more
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