Somewhere, sometime, you were Wounded
Maybe as early as infancy when you were denied
All the essentials of the bonding experience
Perhaps the wounds were inflicted
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Oh sharp diamond, my mother!
I could not count the cost
of all your faces, your moods-
that present that I lost.
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Back From Beauteous Normandy….
I still remember the light blue skies
touches the bright seablue horizon
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One of a kind this cheerful sound
A child's laughter wherever it's found
From the giggling of a baby in a playpen
To the laughter of a toddler again and again
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Like a toddler taking maiden steps
The narrow stream moves through the woods
Tripping and falling over pebbles and boulders
Chiming its silver anklets
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Silly girl with your head in the clouds,
When will your feet touch the ground?
You're childish and living in fantasyland,
You may not be mentally sound;
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(Lines written spontaneously after seeing the photo of the body of a little Syrian boy washed up on the beach of Bodrum, a Turkish resort town, as the family were trying to escape by boat to Greece. Tragedy of the 5 year old Syrian Civil War.3rd September 2015)
The little boy
(A Kurdish toddler
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Baby
Like flowers reaching for Sun, baby sucks ma's breast.
Petals open kissed by light, baby smiles content.
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A cup of tea, some soda bread,
Would you take some milk and sugar, friend?
Sit here by the fireside
And share with me the daylights end.
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'Did you know..? '
says ALICE
'...that Lacie is a
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On a cool night
a full moon
inspects toddler's toys
strewn across the yard
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When a young brilliant mind
Focuses on his passion,
Thinks deeply,
Contemplates on his subject,
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The Real Vincent Van Gogh
here speaks the truth
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In the hangover of the dawn late after the sunrise
the breeze silent like it is asleep
like the hush in a toddler’s cradle
quiet is the approaching afternoon
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Wrapped around in my swaddling clothes,
I saw her bright beaming face.
Lying helpless, still in a trance,
I sensed her soft soothing touch.
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Screeching tires
Halting onlookers
Camaraderie
Is dubious
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"Mother" ..by.. Nadia . Umber. Lodhi.
God..created..world, . so ..beautiful,
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Dr Einstein loved children but what an irony!
He never could enjoy the presence of
His own children along with him during his life time.
They remained far away and distant from him.
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A toy locomotive
fresh red paint
on it’s wooden boiler
waits on time for completion.
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Petals fall, wheels roll
How swift is the flight of time
Lifting the veil of my translucent memory
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Born miraculously
Spoke when toddler
Prophet by birth
Such was Isa'(Pbuh) the blessed one
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Urgent darkness hunts us south, while my stomach churns with childbirth
He waits.
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My thoughts go back to the time that I have just arrived in the Netherlands.
We live in Leiden at that time.
On the coffee, asked by my neighbour.
She also said that she has invited a few other ladies.
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The banker and his wife rejoiced. Their son was born.
As happened at first with boys, blue was the color most often worn …..
by their dear son, Quentin. They doted on him so,
planning for his future. To which college would he go?
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A woman drags her toddler
In panic, as she negotiates
The sun scorched city road
Avoiding the mad stampede
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Cherry-ripe: dark sweet burlats, scarlet reverchons
firm-fleshed and tart in the mouth
bigarreaux, peach-and-white napoléons
as the harvest moves north
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The Sad Story Of A Poetess….
Sylvia who she was?
what was she doing
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Have you ever boarded a flight with the dread
Of the passenger next to you snoring his head
Off, or maybe a toddler who's teething & raging
And dribbling, and drooling and loudly rampaging?
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My heart pounding
My Vanajyotsna in my arms,
I stood still, as Shakuntala
With tears in her lovely eyes
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I heard a love story about a very young couple, residing in the UK
he was a kindest doctor
had his practice at the house
he was always waiting for her returning from her work
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And that’s not a claim to paternity –
it’s the possessive case; though to what degree
my father possessed Plato, or Plato, him,
remains one of those unsolved mysteries
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There just
Purple flowers of climbers
My toddler play
Fresh air
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I've had Time sweep me up
sequester me away
to stillness consummate.
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for my dad, the quiet captain of life
Why is my heart surprised?
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75 Years D-Day on 5 June 2019....
Due to bad weather General Eisenhower commanded (based upon the advice of the 25-years experienced weatherman in Portsmouth)on 4 June THIS DAY must be delayed by 1 DAY, so D-DAY became 6 June 1944, since they departed in the evening of the 5th June and arrived early in the morning at the 6th of June 1944.
Today we commemorate, WE? YOU ALL, D-Day, because, actually, I don't know anything about it, my husband likes to watch the LIVE TV broadcast, he just loves watching war movies, like all other men around the world and this 75 year memorial celebration of D-Day in Portsmouth
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Mai..... Mai....! (1)
Get up soon.... Mai!
The train has come
I don't know where from.....
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The biggest moment in our lives was that when first he cried,
From that day unto this, for him, we've struggled side by side.
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Her home was housed upon the mountain high
Where the earth rose steeply to embrace the sky,
Where clouds and dreams in tandem roam
Mix and mingle unhindered in their celestial home.
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Mulling over - with staggering steps, he - a toddler!
Pondering over - with heavy steps, he - a rattrap peddler!
With his soul loitering - with careening steps he - a Meddler!
Tarrying about with lurking steps, he - a doodler!
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Oh! My mama, happy mother’s day
You are the greatest mother I have ever had
You are my mother today
You will be my mother tomorrow
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I am not worrying about a new year.
Every single day is a brand new date,
For us to gleefully enjoy and celebrate,
From dawn to noon, until the night, dear.
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brain, are you there
just to be used?
if that is so, you are
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You are confident
in your babywalker
gliding like a ballroom dancer
among the toddling two-year-olds.
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Frank Keys, Jr. is not a toddler.
Frank Keys, Jr. is not an astronaut involved with a love triangle.
(see observation Lust in Space)
But Frank wore a diaper,
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Bri's intro poem:
I HAD an introduction poem. I just had it yesterday.
But NOW I no longer see one! The Devil's in my way! !
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Mothers are proud, her first child comes soon
the mirror of her inner being abound
the tender child is loved all around
being as first mothers have nothing to fear
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We first hear the sound of rain
But realise soon it is not around us
The famished rain clouds
Have already been scattered
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The divorced mother and her divorcing
daughter. The about-to-be ex-son-in-law
and the ex-husband's adopted son.
The divorcing daughter's child, who is
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When Hans was born to Albert & Mileva,
In 1904, in Bern in Switzerland,
Those were the happy years of marital bliss!
Both, Albert and Mileva, doted on their love child,
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Maurading toddler
Prising curved eye lashes
Dawns golden ray
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1153 LOVED IT WHAT ABOUT YOU
Theory of Time
Sorry for butting in,
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Falling from a fire escape
As it gave way
Plummeting downward
Hurtling toward the sidewalk
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I announce here with a happiest heart
This evening
KLM Flight from Bangkok
Schiphol Airport receives Flight number KL 0876
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Born on Tuesday
Decades ago
Fluffy rabbit in mothers hand
Swinging arms in fathers lap
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Mayra Lizbeth Rosales is accused murder but she is not court bound,
For she weighs a half ton in her body so round.
She is accused of killing her 2 year old nephew,
Eliseo Gozales, Jr. in Edinburg,
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I revolve
And evolve as a writer, as a poet
Congratulations to peers who have already reached the height
No hate, no frowning to toddler who has just started the work
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On cerulean highway
not punctuated by
traffic lights buildings or biases
I stretched out and reached you
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To Flat Stanley:
Thank you for visiting our Annville Paradise
Where we live with our two cats inside.
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"It's my shout this time, boys, so come along and
breast the bar,
And kindly mention what you're going to take;
I don't feel extra thirsty, so I'll sample that
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I have Ice Cream Dreams
By that I mean
So much can be seen
a couple riding a tandem bike
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A Haiku is a haiku is a haiku is a haiku.....
A Haiku is a haiku is a haiku is a haiku
Is a Haiku Is a haiku in heaven and on earth
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1 -
Time Limit For Limericks
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Words that flow forth, fount to fore
From feeling heart's deepest core,
That purest stream is poetry.
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six months old toddler
with little bony fingers
prodding my shoulder
how do i understand him?
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Limerick-38
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My baby was naughty while as a toddler
She did mischief if attended late to her
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I have what it takes
With the knowledge I have
I have what it takes
With the wisdom I have
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Cheated of childhood
Sharks ripped a toddler to shreds
Screamed at the paternal threads were sliced.
A tiny egg, cracked apart,
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Across the dark ocean of sleep
My yacht sometimes goes adrift
And is washed ashore the Beach
Of Turkey where little Alan lay dead
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Among the things enriching,
That helped to shape my life,
Was the county fair
With fond memories in rife.
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THE DAUGHTER....POEM NUMBER 1114
The feeling of a daughter
one with full lament
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The young bride sits alone in her house,
waiting for her farm hand husband to return to her lonely bosom.
Enters the husband, tired, and cranky.
He goes to the stereo, hooks up his headphones,
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I dreaded this day for weeks,
watching the black X on the calendar march ever closer,
regressing back to toddler years in my mind.
As I pull into the parking lot
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1
Meandering inside the confines of my solitude
I asked the forest, which tree is your boundary?
...
(with so many apologies to her)
So there you are and here I am
An ageing friend and an strange old man
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The smile of an infant
Shows familiarity and trust
While the smile of a toddler
Shows innocence at its best
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A window lingers in the galaxy
There man leaks and comes
A birth so great to bear
And so happy to beget.
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You think I'm a waist of space; attention seeker & disgusting,
However did you think I just couldn't afford my place?
I didn't choose this life.
I would prefer a bed other than the streets,
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Today I left some dishes dirty, the bed I made at 3.30.
The nappies soaked a little longer, as the odour grew a little stronger.
The crumbs we spilt the day before are starring at me from the floor. The fingerprints there on the wall,
Will probably be there till next fall.
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We exist: of that no sane person does doubt,
Although there may pseudophilosophers be,
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Waiting, waiting, for the sun to arise,
so i can see your beautiful face,
and gaze into your loving eyes.
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Appealing like the charming teen-ager
Lovingly in love loved by the same 'ager
Sometimes metering doddered lika a toddler
Prosodial lingua travailing like a prattler..
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A baby as tender
as the fragrance
of lilies of the valley
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Playing around
Little boy and grandma
Talk ceaselessly
Some time to each other
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Flashed Back In Slow Motion….
Flashed back in my mind and crawling forth in A Turtle Motion
on this beautiful morning, almost noon
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Solemn Salutes for my beloved spouse has BirthDAY on 10 September
Thank you for reading
For My Dear Spouse
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It is difficult -
Waiting for a letter from you,
Going to the mailbox,
Each day,
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1. Fooling Around
Round and round we went and found
That we were only roaming round,
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They know their seasons. Our trees began to sense
It was time to sprout buds, to summon up from roots
Their gushing zest for the fresh breath of spring;
Leaves emerge on bare branches, soft as baby hair.
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It's icky to be in that arena
Blood bath that harmonized
In a corner a corpse lie without sense
A bud that not flourished
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Wiping her hands on the apron
Went to answer a call front..
There on the step stood,
a toddler whimpering
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Petulant cry
Outside a branded shop
Toddler demands
The familiar warmth of
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Winter noon
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Cockscomb flowers, the toddler
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I like the scary movies, whether classic or brand new
The bloodier- the better, is my twisted point of view
I hope to see the victims disemboweled with an axe
Until some entrails hit the floor I just cannot relax.
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Since I was a toddler, I have been good not bad.
I tried not to be naughty but nice.
I didn't pout for once or cry.
Even while I sleep, I wait.
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I’m sick of You. Your magnificence
precipitates mental pain, ethical
cramps. That You continue to shine
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A crying birth.
A faltering toddler.
A playful child.
A dreaming adolescent.
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Crying for no reason
I'm just a baby
You love it
Throwing fits
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