SWEET BLUE RAIN

GREGORY W. GOLDEN

One day if I could open up my eyes

Watching you walk in the sweet blue rain

Wearing cotton blue jeans and a cute white blouse

Splashing blue rivers upon your window pane

Smelling fresh flowers in the marketplace

A funny thing happened

On our way through the park

Things that you do with your blue smile

Loving you this time will take awhile

Let's walk again

In the sweet blue rain

RAIN

by Linda Preston

In New York in the endless rain

I knew a man

Though his face has been washed away now

Who fingered my damp hair

Traced a rain drop down my cheek

Then walked away

And didn't look back

The Sunset

Walking, waiting for sunset at the beach..

The Lovely Tabu, in my reach

Hand in hand our feelings buried...

Then some chick asked us if we were married

I felt impressed with her question

And I blushed at her suggestions

Then I said no and we were on our way

With only 30 minutes left in the day

We walked and talked smiled and flirted with our eyes

We walked and talked, wearing no disguise

It was just us, the world didn’t matter, didn’t care who could see

It was just we; no shame no guilt, two birds flying free

We came to a lifeguard post so we walked its steps

Reaching the top with maybe twenty minutes left

Twenty minutes left till sunset, oh what to do?

Well that's easy, let me hold and kiss Tabu

Tangled lips and tongues, close together hip to hip

My arms around her body with such a firm grips

As I stood there kissing the one I adore I had no worries on my mind

I was held and kissed by her I could not believe it, a beauty so divine

I just have to say you are special and I am glad we braided and met

FIRST SIGHT

Pat Royce

There she stood amid the jars

Waist high across the bar

Bathed in lamplight soft and won

Here smile eclipsed and kissed the sun

And in here cheeks of amber brown

A poppy flush that waned a frown

Warmed a heart and lit the ground

A lantern to here beauty

Eyes bright passion deep

Soft so warm began to speak

Telling me be gentle friend

This is real and not pretend

Thus she stood amid the jars

The prettiest girl of all the bars

Praise be luck she smiled for me

The prettiest smile for all to see

How could I not have loved her

-0-

The Gentleman

You stretch out your arm

and hold me at that distance

There I dance, a drunk ballerina

intoxicated by your attention

No matter how restrained you try to remain,

I bask in the warmth of your words

honeyed prose washing over me like the tide

What am I doing?

This can't and won't go anywhere.

Yet when I feel ready to end this game

and live again in the bright light of day

I am drawn back, mysteriously, magnetically

But now the heat has gone

What was once searing and intense

is now polite and superficial

I dance the final steps

For me, this is not enough

LOVE UNPLUGGED

my soul stretches into infinity,

where you touch it and stroke it and

kiss it

then send it back to me, soothed.

who are you? who am I?

why?

sublime desire mounting through

beautiful words and two unplugged minds.

surreal ignorance:

two souls reaching out,

their ethereal fingers intertwine...

you're plugged into me -

anticipation, elation, hesitation, levitation and abbreviation.

our mutation of souls is an

effervescent cauldron of

bubbling psychosis...

you tingle me!

Peace Of Mind

You humble me with your honesty.

I'm enchanted by your simplicity.

Your this passion that feeds my

happiness into peace. Leaves me

entering elements of your texture,

I see, I feel , I taste your love.

Bringing me upon high wings that

zoom into your loom. An awakening

of kind mind, relaxation and total

connection. Mental stimulation,

physical motivation and emotional

appreciation. He takes me on a

different route. He takes me for

walks, as we make are own meditation.

Diving into each others souls,

shuffling in and out of each others skin.

The deepness has my soul answering your

name. This passion that feed my inner

happiness into peace. Leaving me entering

elements of your texture beautiful tapestries

and drapes of faith. Your very clever for

what you develop. As you magnify my latitude

of your mental appreciation, physical

stimulation and emotional motivation.

WHAT WE ARE ENTITLED TO

PETER FLYNN EAST AURORA, NY

Over time and as a product of our sacrifices and experiences

We make deposits in our entitlement account.

The more we do, the more we are owed.

What I am entitled to.

Every romantic gesture and good deed is supposed

To be repaid or at least acknowledged and thanked for.

However, withdrawals are never made from this account.

It is a one-way street.

When expectations and routine prevent me from being my best,

I never make amends.

Never deposit in her entitlement account.

That is not the way it works.

And even though you say this in not about me,

I can’t help but examine what a shrewd banker I have been.

My account is overflowing.

I am entitled to so much.

Funny, the damnedest thing has happened

The one I took for granted has pulled away.

Looking back, it is not surprising.

Now how, smart guy, good banker, do you get her back?

If she could see how I think of her.

If she could see herself the way I see her,

She wouldn’t hate herself and need time.

What is she entitled to?

After this hurt can I give her time?

Is it in my best interests? 

There you go again, shrewd banker.

What WE are entitled to?

A chance.

I goosed Mother Goose and now I'm Father Gander

after I goosed Mother Goose, I couldn't have felt grander

now we have a little one running 'round the pen,

it keeps her so busy, I wonder if we'll ever do it again.

That's ok I'll keep holding the torch,

                               "Wipe Yo Tears"

                                 By: Lamont Brooks

The world is kinda krazy if you look around yo way, how teenaged girls

Is having babies everyday 14 15 trying to take care of a child you

Should've thought about that before out there running wild; now the

Daddy don't want to help leaving you all by yoself messin around

With this guy who only thinks about himself; now you sittin in yo room

Don't know to much to do; my mother raised 2 by herself so I know what

You're going through; but me personally I'm sorry and I mean that from

Tha heart; cause I know you can't see daylight if you looking in the dark;

Sittin at yo house in yo room at yo home arguing wit this guy about child

Support on the phone but he steady keep on sayin girl you know that baby Ain't mine but you was a virgin when yall sexed but I hate to say it

You wasted yo time on this petty kat who don't know you need help

Just don't do nuttin krazy like comittin suicidal death

passionate desire

hot flames

burning inside

painful not to have

the object of the obsession

constantly at hand

hunting them down

madness complete

brought to the ground

by crushing defeat

driven to ending it

lost grip

past the returning point

blood still boiling

stomach churning

pounding in the brain

SHATTERED DREAMS

Joyce Banks

She trusted him to lead the way but she had no clue

That soon to her dismay the life of love would go away

The day would come when she would see a different side of him

The bottle became his best friend and for her a swinging hand

The life she dreamed went up in smoke there on the kitchen floor

Soon she had enough of him and his new best friend

And so she laid a plan of how she would defend

She would rip his world apart by using only words

So with her tongue she took a swing with the sharpest sword

Each word was like a hammer beating on his heart

And when she had finished she had broken it  a part

As they stood watching their life go down the drain

They wondered how they got there and who was to blame

How sad it is the love they feel will never be a flame

Neither one willing to forgive the others shame

Now they go their separate ways with child or two in tow

And to the four winds scattered this shattered dream will blow

Their dream he made a nightmare this fragile family breaks

TAKEN

By: Brandon

I'm taken back to the moments we shared,

the laughs we had all our fond memories.

I'm taken back to the memories I have of you as a child,

the way you looked, the way you smiled and the way you laughed.

Taken back to all of those wonderful years of knowing you,

knowing the man, the person and the gift that is you.

No one will know the pain in my hurt.

No one will know the way you shaped the man you see today.

No one will know how much of a hero you where to me.

But I'll always be taken back to good times we shared.

ANOTHER MOMENT OF SOLITUDE

  DANNY K.

  As I lie on my bed and begin to reminisce,

  The thrills and chills that we shared,

  the joys and sorrows that we went through.

  Now they are gone; The loneliness bites.

  A tear flows down my cheek and the next thing I know,

  It's eight hours later and time to go to work.

  Another moment of solitude.

 

  Today is Saturday; oh what a day

  Sun is shining bright and people are all about.

  What a lovely day to go to the park,

  or take a bus ride past vast fields of hay

  or maybe have a picnic next to the brook.

  But what's a great moment unless it is shared?

  What's the point of fun if you can't have it ?

 Life never remains the same; change is inevitable

 People come and go; seasons too

 Once we were together, now they are sadly gone,

 and some of them are sadly deceased.

 My heart is heavy as I contemplate

 the next moment of solitude. 

See them again

The hardest thing is having to leave someone you

care about and who care about you.

You formed this bond and now it's over.

You'll probably see them again but when, months,

years, who's to say.

When you leave and now you are without them, feeling alone, knowing no one can fill there place, it's hard.

But one thing you have to remember the time you shared no matter how short or long.

There is always sunshine after the rain.

You'll just have to believe no matter when, no matter how far away, one day you'll see them again.

CHILD
roslyn

If you have a child

love it tender not mild

please don't go and grow apart

and also break that child's heart

  I LOVE YOU

so what are you going to do?

My empty cage

The night, without moonlight, glimmers sadly

As the fiery stars strive to light up the silent sky.

My heart smears  crimson tears upon the cold night,

Mourning as my queen waves to me, good bye.

The orange ember has ceased glowing at night;

I sail like a blind, tailess comet, to a destination

Where happiness blooms as lonesomeness dies,

Where daylight forever dwells.

My world, empty and lifeless without her;

Daffodils fold up their yellow wings

As they watch my tears trickle upon the gloomy façade of the universe;

Leaves wither one after another, then fall off their branches.

Love has died and is buried in yesterday’s golden blaze.

DATE WITH MY SOLDIER

            Today we walked hand in hand

            it was a warm summer night

            we ended up in the park

            it all seemed so right

            You laid down a blanket

            and gently led me to sit

            you brushed my face so sweetly

            and softly kissed my lips

            Your fingers through my hair

            a flutter in my heart

            your breath upon my neck

            at this moment, we aren't apart

            I caress your chest and arms

            then playfully tease your thighs

            you tell my that you love me

            as you gaze into my eyes

           Now the perfect night must end

            you slowly fade away

            I hold in my heart and soul

            the memory of this day

            But soon you will be home

            and it will be so surreal

            as I hold you in my arms

            and show you how I feel

            We may be world's apart

            this is true

            but for a moment today soldier

            I was with you.

            Come home to me safely

            I really enjoyed our date

            For to hold you closely to me,

            I just can't wait.

            All my love,

            take my soul too

            now I will close my eyes

            just so I can see you.

 -0-
 

-0-

         
I'm the cute one.

-0-

Sometimes I think if I could go back in time I would do things differently

I would make you and I share things intimately

I would let you know that I wanted to be with you

And that I loved everything you do

I would have told you the things I kept deep down inside

Instead of running away and finding ways to hide

I would have let you know why we couldn’t be

Because I couldn’t love you like you did me

I didn’t want to hurt you so I stayed away

And in my dreams was where these feelings would have to stay

After those sometimes pass I begin to see things clearly

And I realize that I do love you dearly

But those feelings can’t mean more than friends

Unfair Trade

I gave you my heart

In return I had to give you my life

Cause when you left me

You left me to die

I don’t think that’s a fair trade at all

I let you have my body

In return I had this feeling of shame

Cause when you left me

You threw me aside

It is not a fair trade at all

Now your back asking for my soul

In return you ripped my spirit apart

Cause when you left

I was left in the cold

Now do you think that’s a fair trade at all?

I won’t give you anymore of me

Since there’s nothing left of me I can give

Still if you ask me I give all again

Cause I know I’ll a just a piece of you

I’m a fool but for me it will do

Little Spot

I turn no more

Mine eyes long live

Its majesty I outgrew

The luminance of the city

Which behold my first breath

February then,

Castaway into the strangers’ soil

A place never told by an old saying

Pierced my solitude,

I sighed , I watched

A depth Poseidon proclaimed

Through my soul, it bent

Into my surprise

Have felt the welcome among my fellow

For a child played by its wildest fantasy

Far have it brought me

Still eyes of mine hover

Like a tamed glance upon Batangas earnest

Slowly court my mellow heart

Like a protagonist journey,

I stood, threw my last look

Now, back to the old city

I miss though,

Chase by memories,

shall I pledge

where silence born

Was it the expression

or too much aggression

Was it the repression

in succession

with too much affection

that led to the defection

-0-

LITTLE PALMS

ONE DAY A TEAR DROP WILL FALL FROM THE SKY

AND ON THAT DAY, OUT OF JOY, I WILL CRY

WITHIN MY ARMS I’LL HOLD YOU TIGHT

AND AS YOU OPEN YOUR EYES TO ME YOU’LL KNOW EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT

ONE DAY I WILL PLANT MY SEED

AND WATCH YOU GROW INTO THIS LOVE THAT I NEED

I’LL COME HOME FROM WORK AND PUT YOUR LITTLE PALM IN MINE

WE’LL GO FOR WALKS, TALK, ENJOY LIFE, AND FORGET ABOUT TIME

PUT YOUR LITTLE PALM IN MY MASSIVE HAND

I’LL TEACH YOU THE WAYS OF LIFE SO THAT YOU’LL UNDERSTAND

WHEN YOUR SICK AND I’VE GOT SLEEPLESS NIGHTS

IT’LL BE SUCH A GORGEOUS SIGHT TO SEE YOU SLEEP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

WHEN WE COME HOME FROM OUR WALKS IN THE PARK

AND YOUR MOMS COMPLAINING ABOUT HER STRETCH MARKS

WE’LL SMOTHER HER WITH HUGS AND KISSES AND SAY SHE’S STILL BEAUTIFUL, SO BEAUTIFUL TONIGHT

SO PUT YOUR LITTLE PALM IN MINE AND ENJOY THE NIGHT

YOUR LOVE FROM ME IS WORTH MORE THAN GOLD

AND IT WILL CONTINUE TO GROW AS YOU GET OLD

LIKE THE CATS IN THE CRADLE AND THE SILVER SPOON WE’LL STAY OUT TOGETHER AND WATCH THE MOON

TUCK YOU IN BEFORE YOU GO TO BED

BUTTERFLY KISSES UPON YOUR FOREHEAD

NEVER MISS A DANCE RECITAL OR LITTLE LEAGUE GAME AND EVEN IF I DID I’D LOVE YOU ALL THE SAME

SO PUT YOUR LITTLE PALM IN MINE AND COME WALK WITH ME

MY HAPPINESS YOU’LL SURE SEE

I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU’LL WANT TO CELEBRATE

THE DAY AFTER YOU FINALLY GRADUATE

I’LL PROVIDE THE ALCOHOL BUT ONLY BEFORE EIGHT

AND AS LONG AS FRIENDS BE SURE TO DESIGNATE

AND IF YOUR PROM DOESN’T GO AS PLANNED

PUT YOUR LITTLE PALM IN MY HAND

I’LL LOCK AWAY MY  HEART AND GIVE YOU THE KEY

AS LONG AS YOU SAVE THE LAST DANCE FOR ME

SO PUT YOUR LITTLE PALM IN THE CENTER OF MY HAND

AND ONE DAY YOUR FATHER YOU’LL UNDERSTAND

YOU’LL MOVE OUT OF MY HOME

AND HAVE KIDS OF YOUR OWN

AND ALL THE THINGS I WILL HAVE DONE YOU’LL UNDERSTAND

Dear Noah,

I love you.

I love you more than I could

Ever possibly imagine, or say.

I love you more than the night

Loves to greet the morning sunlight

And day.

I love to give you sweet kisses,

And touch the tip of your cute button nose.

I love it when your cheeks flush

When I say "I love you."

I love to see how it glows.

I love the way that you smile.

The way laughter fills you

With such happiness and joy.

I love you Noah, you are truly special.

You are my most favorite little boy.

I love the way you act silly,

How you love to run and hide and play.

I love it even when you sometimes act bad,

And try to get away.

I love when you read to me,

All of your stories and books about history.

I love it when you paint and write and draw

I love to watch as you try to drink

Slurpees out of a straw.

Oh Noah, I do love you.

Truly, I do.

You are my life, the reason why I live.

I give you my love.

-0-   doesn't even know, that i exist....

-0-

"Sonnet's Nest"

F.G.Wetteroth

Too much to concentrate

TV,Radio,speaker loud.

Too much to consumerate

Like food, and thinkin' stuff.

Too much to cover,

The Holy Grail, crackers stale.

Oh Baby, it's all most over

I gotta just sit and wait

Imagine the Cliff's of Dover

Red  Rover, I'm comin' over.

ITS YOU
lisa jordan

Swallowed by the night,dusk claims the sun,

cloaking us in darkness,till the clouds come undone.

falling upon the earth, its shadows take us in,

holding us so tightly, til the sunj shines again.

  The moon comes out to play,danceing with the stars,

children catching moonbeams,collecting them in jars.

like fireflies all aglow,brilliant is the night,

the moon now bows its head,and welcomes mornings light.

  Dawn has made its presence,its colors spray the sky,

diamonds spill upon the sea,,, as darkness takes its flight.

Of all of Gods creations,

you are by far the best,

of all the wonders of the world....

It's you, that takes my breath.

THOUGHTS OVER LONGINGS

By: Kat

Sometimes

My thoughts haunt me

Deep longings, high dreams

Overwhelming compassion

Selfish

My mind lurks in

Evil desires, complicated notions

A whirlpool of ghostlike thoughts

My enemy, my friend

I should turn off

My mind, stop the voices

But then, all of me

Will in the drastic process

Become mute.

The Great Break Up

the old saying goes

it is better to have loved

then to never have known it

but what about the tears that fall

every time I think I've out grown it

with the breaking of the heart

comes the fallen of a thousand stars

so now up above the sky is dark

as I wonder where you are

The time ain't the same

since you been away from me

the clock says 11:48

but it seems like eternity

although wounds will heal

if its the lords will

it's best to keep movin

to make it over that hill

the only real reason why I must stay away

is that I know I hurt you

and you'll find another some day

But if in fact it is ment to be

then fully intact you'll come back to me.

even if not

even if nope

my feeling for you are still hot

and yours for me thats all I can hope. 

I love you

                       --To All who can relate---

 -0-
 

-0-

huego kelly

Rise

still...tonight, moonglow right

cast the characters of the night

illuminate eternal beds

stir the souls of the dead

soft breeze gently, sweetly host

bygone legions of weary ghosts

swaying slow through sprawling mist

kiss the stones, cascade the crypts

rise up now! rise my friends

rise in light of beveled ends

dance with me through moonglow right

dance with me for tonight

hold me close light of blue

as close as i've held you

in summer dreams long ago

where we've learned all to know

of your light eternal beds

and the dance of the dead

LOVE ACTUALLY...

by: Jennifer McAvoy

Love actually is what?

God is love.

Love is more than words.

Love is giving.

Love is unconditional.

Love is honest.

Love is forgiving.

Love is trusting.

Actually, what is not love?

Love is not fearful.

Love is not selfish.

Love is not deceitful.

Love is not lust.

Where is love actually found?

Love is found in family.

Love is found in friends.

Love is found in marriage.

Love is found in airports.

Love is found in all sorts.

Love actually is all around,

it's just waiting to be found!