Something for the Poets.

[LikeTheWolf]

lovely bird!

you must have good tone!

my second guess is...

a xylophone?

 

and third

because i thought of another one

could it ever be

an accordion?

[LikeTheWolf]

so hesitant to write

why can't I start?

am I scared of success?

or maybe just failure

it's all in my head

yet I can't put it down

i know if i start

it will be ok

why can't i start?

i gotta do it

i gotta do it

it needs to be written

or does it?

maybe its because once i see it created

it may not be that good...

 

-ltw

[LikeTheWolf]

i do not feel the urge visit your graves

i'm sorry father

i'm sorry friend

but you are no longer here

 

i believe your soul has left

and you do not remain

six feet under in the soil

i pray you are somewhere else

 

i miss you terribly

of course i do

yet while others pay their respects

it does nothing for me

 

but it's not about me is it?

is it?

 

am i horrible?

am i a beast?

would i want others to visit me?

i would hope i would be gone by then

 

see my point?

 

-ltw

[LikeTheWolf]

and she has this Jar Of Life

buried deep in her friends yard

keep it secret

keep it safe

 

she may not be back to put more in it

and she knows the risk

she doesn't have to do what she does

but that is just the type of person she is

 

she almost got caught today

but she saved the life of another child

and thus has a new name

to enter in her Jar Of Life

 

full of names

full of tragedy

most those children won't ever see their parents again

already dead...

 

but they live

thanks to her

thanks to her

 

is there a greater hero?

 

-ltw

[LikeTheWolf]

i never met you

i just found out about you today

you may be the most incredible person i discovered

i honestly don't know what to say

 

few stories have such an effect me

i can't believe i never heard of your past

such character, such virtue

i rarely seen bravery surpassed

 

Irena, when I think of what you've done

i can't help but be deeply moved

your actions make me feel, without measure

good overcomes to me you proved

 

what hurts me most is how horrible man can be

i think if it was my children inside i weep

thank God such a person as you existed

i will pray for you before i sleep

 

maybe i think too much

how horrible the hearts of men can blacken

and i picture my current children now

what if them? My daughter? My son?

 

i could not imagine a parent handing them over

in hopes they would live and be back

what must the child think

to be smuggled in a coffin, a box, a sack?

 

no child should live such horror

to have memories of being so scared, taken so far

hidden from murderous, ignorant adults

that would kill them for simply what they are

 

i imagine being you, standing in line

your friends executed, every other person

you must have seen the bodies fall

things failed to get better, only worsen

 

yourself so close to death

defiant to the very end

you never buckled or gave up when tortured

your life you were willing to spend

 

when i read the history of life as it was

i think of how we have it now

i never less grateful than the present

we must love our children as much as life will allow

 

why do i break my own heart for no reason?

all it does it make me sad

is it simply self torture

or am i telling myself i am not so bad.

 

your Life In A Jar I will never forget

and i write this now in hopes others may learn

what an incredible person you are

in my heart your story will forever burn

 

Irena Sendler.

Irena Sendlerowa.

People should know it.

I will never forget it.

I have link to anyone who asks...

 

-ltw

[Lovelybird]

i really don't know what to guess

is it a keyboard you possess?

You are smart can figure that out

Only keyboard has a pedal as well?

 

Anyway, wish you all a good day

[LikeTheWolf]

i wish it was a harpsichord

it makes such an elegant sound

its great to play the music of the lord

[Lovelybird]

It is !

 

I love sister Joyce Meyer's preaching

[LikeTheWolf]

'your story was not right for us'

a second rejection in such a short time

a sinking feeling pulls deep inside

 

'strong conflict'

'strong characterization'

'sensuality'

'uplifting ending'

I had all but one...

 

'Readers want fun and excitement'

'with a dash of sophistication'

I had one of the two...

 

it's not a defeat

but a challenge

to give them what they want

yet still be unique

i will not change

 

refuse too

 

i will give them won't they don't want

but it won't appear that way

 

the secret will be between the lines

 

an uplifting ending? let it be so!

happiness and excitement on the outside

that will be the sugar coating

of a core so rotten, so disgusting

only the 'sophisticated' will see it

and if they don't...

oh what personal ploy!

 

I love a challenge

-ltw

[LikeTheWolf]

personal ploy?

how do I fool myself this way?

I will do what i stated before

a beautiful treat with a rotten core...

 

however, the truth i believe

to write such a story

with fun, excitement, and upbeat ending

 

I don't know if it's in me

what is wrong?

 

-ltw

[annieo]

if you want a diamond

and I know you must

first you take your lifetime

of fragrant stagnant dust

 

daily crush and pulverize

the pile of sad dry heat

then with hot tears moisten

your bitter and your sweet

 

step back allow to settle

under steamy foggy years

relax into paralysis

waiting watching fear

 

as wise silent gravity

pushes back into your core

under the crusty surface

forms a gem that we'll adore

 

(just a few

keystrokes more

it will be done

race not yet run)

[annieo]

lucky me

I am renewed

vibrating in my solitude

moist fantasies are in my head

and in my bed

messy lewd

a face and mind

stir up notions of making noise

fermenting potions of

scented lust

all that ensues

I give consent

you cannot use

that which is offered

upon a platter

of frankly adoring

flesh

[Lovelybird]

I was mad at God

Why did you give me this cup that I didn't want to drink?

I could not move forward, could not go back

Stuck

 

Lingering around a dark place

Couldn't see a road out

I was mad at God

"You won't give me a stone when I asked you a diamond, do you?"

"No, I will give you what are beyond your expectations.

we are in this together. Remember the promises I made to you?

That a man will try his best to love you and know how to love you?"

 

"Yes, I remember. You made that clear to me several times.

But what if I love him too much that I idolize him

what if he cheats on me

what if he leave me and go for another woman

what if...."

 

"no what ifs, just remember my promises.

I won't give you a stone instead of diamonds.

I called you to love"

[Lovelybird]

If I can write

I will write something real

something communicate my heart my integrity

something follow my heart my purpose my passion

 

If I can write

[LikeTheWolf]

if I lie in the Sun

will it burn away my sins?

i want my hatred and jealousy to be charred as well

let it burn through my flesh and boil my soul

i want it to be clean

and i don't care how much it hurts

because it can't be as bad as this

burn me burn me burn me

 

-ltw

[LikeTheWolf]

when i lie to sleep at night

and the lights are off and its dark outside

i like to feel small

to be away from it all

 

so i imagine my size compared to the room

and that's where i start

how much bigger the room is

compared to me

 

then i step out further

and picture the size of the house

and how much bigger the house is

compared to my room

 

then i step out further

and picture the size of the block

and how much bigger the block is

compared to my house

 

then i step out further

and picture my block to the town

 

then my town to the city

 

then my city to the state

 

then my state to the country

 

then my country to the planet

 

then my planet to the solar system

 

then my solar system to the milky way

 

then the milky way to all the cosmos

 

compared to me

 

so small...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and then i can sleep

 

 

-ltw

[Lovelybird]

I saw a man

Not sure in my dreams or reality

In a heavy fog, I saw him

He was engraved in my heart

 

He loves Lord more than himself

He loves souls more than himself

He was brave when facing challenges

He adhered to the truth when persecution came

He put confidence in Lord and genuinely

Love others

 

He wasn't perfect

He made mistakes

but one thing for sure

He loved Lord more than anything

 

I fell in love with him

seeing we stand in same living river

I understood him, and he understood me

Through heavy fog, will I find him again?

[LikeTheWolf]

bitter day

your taste still on my lips

i missed

retribution is key

 

-ltw

[Trialbyfire]

Owed to a Workout

 

I touched your hair

I wish I hadn't

Please have a shower

[LikeTheWolf]

i want to find every hair on your body

i just do

 

-ltw

[Trialbyfire]

Romance doesn't begin at the base of a hair follicle

It seeds in the heart

And is nurtured from the soul.

[LikeTheWolf]

you may have much to learn

or maybe much to teach

isn't love different for everyone?

do you practice what you preach?

 

-ltw

[Trialbyfire]

I have neither heart or soul

Those who can love,

do

Those who cannot love,

teach and preach.

[LikeTheWolf]

i had a soul

but i let it become so dark

it faded into the night

or i lost it in the shadows

i know not where...

 

my heart was stolen

and even though discarded

i never picked it back up

 

i cannot teach

and i dare not preach

let others suffer

as i

 

for there, i believe, is the only true knowledge

everything else is ignorant bliss

[Trialbyfire]

My heart I had for dinner

My soul for dessert

What should I have for a snack?