my pleas…please. – a poem.

my pleas…please

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Dreams unsharing,

thoughts so wrong.

Things your wearing.

spur me on.

What do you think I, feel when I see ya?

I’ve been stupid shy, this I can’t deny.

What is this cold fear, waitin’ for the all-clear?

Praying for a leap year, so I can see…you…dear…

That sinful grin,

jeans so tight.

I love it when,

you walk just right.

 

Skin so smooth

hair feels nice,.

Those fingertips,

I’ll pay the price.

This fire inside of me, is fighting to be free.

It needs hotter degrees., please hear my pleas.

Fire deep inside…

of me.

I’m on my…

knees.

I’m begging…

please.

Please hear my pleas.

Please hear my pleas.

Please hear my pleas.

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Sometimes I just have to let it go.


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brave your colors – a poem.

brave your colors

Separate roads spread, from shore to shore,

passing through towns, locked door after door.

Where once a neighborhood, or a community park,

now you will find are places filled with dark.

 

All shades, all hues, divide people from another,

but now they separate a sister from a brother.

Where once it was skin, and so it still is,

now it includes what politics is hers or his.

 

Red, blue, green, and more around the world.

In divisive times we must brave our flags unfurled.

 

No matter your age your religion or family,

in this great land, your thoughts are yours and they’re free.

What I fear most is we will fall to our enemy

where once there was democracy, there will be anarchy.

 

If you must battle through the generations,

fight right now for our nation’s foundations.

For tomorrow is not tomorrow, it’s in five, ten, or thirty years,

by standing up now the future will have fewer tears.

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a haiku a poem

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life flows with our doubt

regardless in joy or woe,

love can ebb the ache

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A poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge of EBB and Flow.

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One Man’s Words, another Man’s Politics – a poem

I recently, as in the same day I wrote this post and Haiku, shared a quote from a book a social media platform. And individual there that is a Friend there responded. My initial quote and supporting comments were not politically charged, at least I didn’t think so. In fact, they were about the planet, the environment, and the role humans have played in the slow destruction of all of it. Nothing was untrue. It was simply my saying that God gave us the earth and all things upon it to be good stewards of and have dominion over. Dominion meaning to reign over. To reign over something means you must take care of it, not to abuse it. Apparently, that part of what I said either wasn’t agreed on, was skipped, or the quote from the book set the person off so much that nothing else was considered. I was quite surprised to see a comment at least twice as long as my original update. But, it gave me this post, this haiku, this haibun. God uses the oddest things to make good from. I should point out this person as well as others have taken some of my recent updates as meaning I am a Liberal, at least that’s the message I’m receiving. I’m not. I am conservative in most of my political leanings but as I believe all people do, I agree with some ideas on the other side of the political line. If anyone is 100% one thing…I get worried. No one party has the right answers to everything. And I get the feeling some of those from my more distant past cannot see the truth of that.

 

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I triggered a man,

with words of truth in kindness,

my soul will be free

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Balancing – a poem

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emotions flow wild,

exaggerating events,

ebb with common sense

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My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge of EBB and Flow.

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Careless Whispers – a poem

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with the first whisper

winds thrill their way across skin

to soothe careless beasts

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My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.

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a poem for the haiku challenge

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a call for healing

but by whose definition

will first steps be made

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My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.

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the final bow – a poem

the final bow

the great hall grows cold,

no cheers or laughter abound,

for the fallen lead


My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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new storms ahead – a poem

new storms ahead

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with one cold shudder

life falls into the abyss,

never to return

 

never to return,

the frozen traumatized land,

the dirt now laid bare

 

the dirt now laid bare,

irresponsibility,

its cutting care spent

 

its cutting care spent,

abused lands once more tended,

new red flags ahead

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I imagine those reading this one might think of a certain topic but it has many meanings. Did you know that when farmers, gardeners, and anyone who has to dig in a new area should get a person to come out and search for the utilities underground first? The person will place red flags where any existing areas of concern are which will remain areas of concern for the future unless the utility is rerouted, made obsolete, or the person needing to dig, finds another, equally or more fertile place to dig.



A Shi Rensa for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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the deep embrace – a poem

the deep embrace

with one cold shudder

life falls into the abyss,

never to return

 


My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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morn’s first kiss – a poem

morn’s first kiss

 

caressed by dawn’s light

petals’ tips awash with dew

pearl white blossoms sing

 


My poem for this week’s Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge.


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TO SOAR – a poem

I miss the beauty while in the pain.

I forget the truth while fighting the lies.

I lose confidence while filthy in self-pity.

I

I

I

jailed in the mind-itching madness of insanity

the heart atrophies one beat at a time.

for the lack of…

what

of

of one touch

one touch

is that it

is that all it takes

all it takes for the heart to burst

from my chest and to soar

to soar across the lands

to soar across seas

to soar

to

to soar to… sweet… whispers

to… healing

or is it to soar to beat faster

and faster

and faster…

with each touch of lips and fingertips

is that mending

or is that sweet beauty

is that sweet pain

sweet insanity

sweet madness

the madness of a love so strong it defies the world

defines what love is what love has never been

oh that day

that day is going down in the works of historians

is going down in the songs of mankind

is going down

and all the pain, the tragedy,

the endless seconds passing in a hell of denial

will be soothed and released by the whispers

of…

by…

 

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