herry_the_poet
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2024 7:26pm
22nd Jun 2024 7:26pm
Wedding Vow
It feels just like an 808
going off inside my bones
Alongside this heart monitor
keeping time with its broken tones
It sounds like our song is playing
down in the emergency room
Where the atmosphere is sterile
and where the ROSE is off the bloom
We said we’d grow old together
Was THAT supposed to be right now?
We’ve held each other through the worst
like it said in our wedding vow
“For better’s” around the corner
or I don’t get the silly joke
Maybe we’ll get lucky once
before both of us up and...
going off inside my bones
Alongside this heart monitor
keeping time with its broken tones
It sounds like our song is playing
down in the emergency room
Where the atmosphere is sterile
and where the ROSE is off the bloom
We said we’d grow old together
Was THAT supposed to be right now?
We’ve held each other through the worst
like it said in our wedding vow
“For better’s” around the corner
or I don’t get the silly joke
Maybe we’ll get lucky once
before both of us up and...
#aging
#death
#marriage
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2024 3:35am
22nd Jun 2024 3:35am
Snuffed Pilot Light
Once I moved up two flights of stairs
Yeah... With the woman of my dreams
We lived with a dog and two cats
Forever ago - now it seems
We got married at a courthouse
and slowly drove each other nuts
And our fights might last half an hour
Where we'd chew out each other's butts
We were living for the weekends
On a Dollar Tree type budget
Could not tell you how we made it
But it's nothing I'll soon forget
Forever is not long enough
and the reaper's never bluffed
It's been tough living without her
since someone's...
Yeah... With the woman of my dreams
We lived with a dog and two cats
Forever ago - now it seems
We got married at a courthouse
and slowly drove each other nuts
And our fights might last half an hour
Where we'd chew out each other's butts
We were living for the weekends
On a Dollar Tree type budget
Could not tell you how we made it
But it's nothing I'll soon forget
Forever is not long enough
and the reaper's never bluffed
It's been tough living without her
since someone's...
#aging
#death
#marriage
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
#marriage
#NewYear
#romantic
#sea
#war
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Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 10:37am
13th Apr 2024 10:37am
In His Heart
his walks in the park
is a quiet slow pace
listening to a singing lark
in another time and place
he loves her still
in his quiet way
she doesn't listen anymore
her fire for him gone
she asked to be free once
and he had hurt so bad
sadly he let her go
but she never left
she stayed but left their room
she became distant a stranger
he didn't mind anymore
she was just someone in another room
he loves her for their children
who had grown and went away
in the world...
is a quiet slow pace
listening to a singing lark
in another time and place
he loves her still
in his quiet way
she doesn't listen anymore
her fire for him gone
she asked to be free once
and he had hurt so bad
sadly he let her go
but she never left
she stayed but left their room
she became distant a stranger
he didn't mind anymore
she was just someone in another room
he loves her for their children
who had grown and went away
in the world...
#sadness
#marriage
#FallingInLove
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 10:14am
30th Mar 2024 10:14am
Miss Prissy
Miss Prissy
He was dressed in his finest suit as he lay in his casket under the rotunda. Pat’s Aunt Mercy lay in her bed in a room off the big room. Her name was Pat and her duty was to sneak bourbon and whiskey to get Auntie drunk enough not to cry. She kept Pat on her feet as she went to the kitchen to get Auntie booze. Aunt Mercy ushered in her widowhood with gin and tonic with lime on the rocks. At twenty-one Pat was still girlish but old enough to learn how to mix drinks during a wake. Her bridegroom, Bob, was huddled with the men but quiet as a church mouse while letting...
He was dressed in his finest suit as he lay in his casket under the rotunda. Pat’s Aunt Mercy lay in her bed in a room off the big room. Her name was Pat and her duty was to sneak bourbon and whiskey to get Auntie drunk enough not to cry. She kept Pat on her feet as she went to the kitchen to get Auntie booze. Aunt Mercy ushered in her widowhood with gin and tonic with lime on the rocks. At twenty-one Pat was still girlish but old enough to learn how to mix drinks during a wake. Her bridegroom, Bob, was huddled with the men but quiet as a church mouse while letting...
#love
#marriage
#death
#TruthOfLife
#nostalgia
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st Mar 2024 2:52am
21st Mar 2024 2:52am
Sugar Festival Night
Sugar Festival Night
“Bob, why do you sit there reading news magazines all afternoon? Wouldn’t chatting with your beautiful wife be more interesting? You did marry me after all. And we are in Turkey. We speak the language. Let’s go out and mingle with the crowd.”
“Pat, I know being home while I am working at the base must get lonely. But I will make it up to you. Tonight we are going to the Sugar Festival.”
“I’ve heard about it from the general’s wife while gardening and being patient for your return as a proper wife should.”
“There will be dancers,...
“Bob, why do you sit there reading news magazines all afternoon? Wouldn’t chatting with your beautiful wife be more interesting? You did marry me after all. And we are in Turkey. We speak the language. Let’s go out and mingle with the crowd.”
“Pat, I know being home while I am working at the base must get lonely. But I will make it up to you. Tonight we are going to the Sugar Festival.”
“I’ve heard about it from the general’s wife while gardening and being patient for your return as a proper wife should.”
“There will be dancers,...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#TruthOfLife
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missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2024 7:23pm
3rd Mar 2024 7:23pm
Crossing The Threshhold
Feeling a little harried
Coz you're getting married
Who's to be carried
Across the threshhold
A bit of a ballyhoo
When you both say "i do"
So nervous you could poo
Across the threshhold
When walking down the aisle
It will seem like a mile
As you try to do it in style
Across the threshhold
Or a registry office is no better
The groom is going to get her
When he produces a french letter
Across the threshhold
But it could be a curse
If the french letter burst
Not sure who...
Coz you're getting married
Who's to be carried
Across the threshhold
A bit of a ballyhoo
When you both say "i do"
So nervous you could poo
Across the threshhold
When walking down the aisle
It will seem like a mile
As you try to do it in style
Across the threshhold
Or a registry office is no better
The groom is going to get her
When he produces a french letter
Across the threshhold
But it could be a curse
If the french letter burst
Not sure who...
#marriage
#satirical
#funny #LifeAsAWriter
#funny #LifeAsAWriter
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missjem56
Poem Published
29th Feb 2024 3:02pm
29th Feb 2024 3:02pm
A Beautiful Day
On March 18th 2024
During the prelude to Spring
Shaniqa Rose (aka Daisy), and Luke
The prince, and princess, are marrying
The birds will be singing
The sun shall shine on you both
As you declare your love for one another
As you make that special oath
Wishing lots of love, and happiness
From all at Art In The Park
On this your wonderful wedding day
Such a fabulous beautiful lark!!!!!
by Jemia
During the prelude to Spring
Shaniqa Rose (aka Daisy), and Luke
The prince, and princess, are marrying
The birds will be singing
The sun shall shine on you both
As you declare your love for one another
As you make that special oath
Wishing lots of love, and happiness
From all at Art In The Park
On this your wonderful wedding day
Such a fabulous beautiful lark!!!!!
by Jemia
#happiness
#love
#marriage
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
17th Feb 2024 3:07am
17th Feb 2024 3:07am
Gifts
I hear it in your stories
and in rare moments, I've witnessed it:
your gift --
and I marvel at the empathy
with which you guide families
through their worst moments
Never impatient, judgement at bay
Always respectful, giving space
as they cope
and grieve
and make decisions,
wrapped in the stability of your care,
feeling heard and supported.
I wish you could bring the gift home,
but I know it's finite,
and I know it takes its toll.
In weak moments, I'm envious
that they aren't expected...
and in rare moments, I've witnessed it:
your gift --
and I marvel at the empathy
with which you guide families
through their worst moments
Never impatient, judgement at bay
Always respectful, giving space
as they cope
and grieve
and make decisions,
wrapped in the stability of your care,
feeling heard and supported.
I wish you could bring the gift home,
but I know it's finite,
and I know it takes its toll.
In weak moments, I'm envious
that they aren't expected...
#love
#kindness
#marriage #responsibility
#marriage #responsibility
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jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
14th Feb 2024 8:11pm
14th Feb 2024 8:11pm
Sweethearts Day
She was getting ready for their date
when she heard him pull into the drive.
It seemed like such a long time
but he was always home by five.
When she greeted him at the front door
he was grinning from ear to ear
holding a box of Lucky Charms
and a bottle of Henry Weinhard's Root Beer.
She said, "Just a minute,
I have something for you, too."
She presented him with a six-pack of Busch,
and a jar of salted cashews.
They laughed at their gifts
giving each other a sweet kiss
sat down on the couch and...
when she heard him pull into the drive.
It seemed like such a long time
but he was always home by five.
When she greeted him at the front door
he was grinning from ear to ear
holding a box of Lucky Charms
and a bottle of Henry Weinhard's Root Beer.
She said, "Just a minute,
I have something for you, too."
She presented him with a six-pack of Busch,
and a jar of salted cashews.
They laughed at their gifts
giving each other a sweet kiss
sat down on the couch and...
#love
#marriage
#ValentinesDay
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 5:09pm
8th Jan 2024 5:09pm
To Cartageńa, With Eternal Love
To Cartageńa, With Eternal Love
“Marlon, I sewed your pocket.
Why not fill it up with tips?”
“My ancestors fought
In the war of liberation from Spain.”
“What in the world does that have to do with you in the present?
At least you could tell the Americans
That we don’t have welfare in Columbia
And that tips are appreciated.”
“Our pantry is always well stocked.
There is no need to abase myself for pennies.”
“You are the best tour guide in this city.
You deserve a gratuity.”
“Most of them do anyway.
No need to...
“Marlon, I sewed your pocket.
Why not fill it up with tips?”
“My ancestors fought
In the war of liberation from Spain.”
“What in the world does that have to do with you in the present?
At least you could tell the Americans
That we don’t have welfare in Columbia
And that tips are appreciated.”
“Our pantry is always well stocked.
There is no need to abase myself for pennies.”
“You are the best tour guide in this city.
You deserve a gratuity.”
“Most of them do anyway.
No need to...
#love
#marriage
#romantic
#anniversary
#dialogue
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