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Light Poetry from the HEART

VIRGINIA CLARK

Copyright © 2012 by Virginia Clark.

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Contents

Introduction

A Precious Jewel

A Soul Call

An Action

Corazon

Featherlight Whisperings

Finding A Direction

Heart Felt

Help Me, Oh Lord

I Bow Down

I Found You Lacking

Is He The One

Is She The One

It Was A Home

The Babe

It’s All About Jesus

Its Real

Jamar

Maries’ Song

My Lord, My Life

My Son

Night Feelings

On This Street

Pretty Colors

Sweet Crimes

The Change

The Days Are Gone And Come

The Inspirator

The Seasoned One

The Stranger

Touch On Me Lightly, My Dear

Believe In The Potter

Waiting And Thinking

Wake Me Up, My Lord

Well, I Am Here

What To Do When There Is Nothing To Do.

Will I Ever Know

You Cherish My Soul

Young Bundle

Young Muscles

You Are All

Deep Waters

Lord, Save My Soul

Shiny Man

Warm Thoughts

The Thorn

Stop Counting The Ways

I Will Give All

Its All About Jesus

One Strange Night

God Is My Friend

Letting Go

My ‘Loves Never Old

Connection

Heavenly Place

I Miss You

Forbidden Love

Lord, Keep Me

My Home

Only Me

Belonging To Someone

A Woman’s Life

Oh ! My Mind! Oh

I Sense You

A Fantasy For Years

I Feel You

Real Love

Someone To Love Me

Dreams Of You

Walk Lightly



All That I Am

Foiled Again

What To Do When There Is Nothing To Do.

Puddles

Make Up

All The Way Full

Get Alive

INTRODUCTION

I wrote this book to encourage the reader to know that, you are not alone from what you go through or what you are going through from day to day Or year to year.

For most of us, men and women, we all want and need love, To be understood, to be needed, and to be respected for who we are.

Inside this book, is a just a few of many ways what our needs are.

And how we can get all our needs and desires met!

However, we cannot get the full effect of getting what we need unless We take it to the Lord in prayer. (Matt: 6:33)

Getting it any other way, (own our own,) will not last. We have to have the Jesus!

If any one have an opinion about anything in this book, Need to read the Song of Solomon!

This book is for the young and old at heart!

The engaged couple, the married couple, the old couple ( when?)!

There is laughter, tears, anger, pain, just making it, or had it, And now its gone! Lost it, found it And want it back . . .

The inspirational poems, are for the ones that LETS their Imagination run and has to ask for forgiveness!

Pay attention to what the Lord will an can do for you!

Take this book light and have fun reading it!

Enjoy!

IVC

Dedicated to my sons and my daughter. Who inspired me over the years as I watch them grow up.

A PRECIOUS JEWEL

A mother is a precious jewel,

Made up of things that we’ll call tools.

Her hands did one thing,

her eyes said another,

As she took in of the

things that did matter.

As she beheld us with a smile on her face.

As we sit around the table when

she said the grace. “God bless us,” she

Said as she looked around,

She smiled at her oldest and

nodded her head.

Than looked at two more

and two more and said;

The Lord was playing when He

said “Bobbie, two more,”

Than two singles at the end

completed the rest.

And all she could do was

pray for the best.

She silently prayed,

as she excepted each gift

“Oh thank you, Lord Jesus,

my soul will be lifted.

Eight trunks to raise and a tender one too.

Give me strength! Oh Lord,

For I depend on you!

Help me to teach them right from wrong,

for I’ll depend on you to keep me strong.

Love and respect obedience is due,

Will add years to your life, Jesus said that too.

When I am frail and tired and gray,

children, , please what I said.

As the years go by, you’re maturing with age,

wife and kids comes at a certain stage.

Which way you go will be your own,

but that you’re never alone.

Sometimes will be good.

Sometimes will be bad.

But God fixes it so,

you’re never stay sad.

So shake yourself up and

run to the cross. Take the hands of your love ones as you mourn your loss.

For fifty years plus you’ve been

blessed with her love,

her laughter too, when you kids were just doves

Years of teachings and traditions at gatherings at homes, of friends and relatives, you’re never alone.

Bare each other burdens of what life have dealt,

A favorite saying to her,

and is still heartfelt.

She excepted a stranger from the

east in her home, she met family and friends

and didn’t feel alone.

She accepted her at face value you see,

knew nothing about her,

but let her presence be.

Our moms are not perfect,

They never try to be.

To know she was there to

depend on was neat.

Even though she’s gone on to

be with the Lord of her life.

She led us to Jesus to depend on,

We’ll be all right.

2004

A SOUL CALL

I visited your room,

Just the other day.

Quick glances around the room,

Where mostly you stayed.

A half eaten sandwich,

Where you used to sit,

As you laughed and screamed.

When you watched a c.d.

It brought tears to my eyes,

And I said out loud,

This was your time bro’

You had to answer this call.

But you left a message for

All to see,

My time was up here,

It had to be.

Mom, Dad, please

Don’t mourn for me long.

I know it hurt real bad,

That I’m gone.

I’ll see you again soon,

When Jesus calls,

I’ll see you in person,

Then we will all smile.

Jan. 20, 2009

AN ACTION

Don’t turn from me,

Less you see your reflection.

Seeing eyes and peaked ears,

Less they are your defection.

A perfect view of your thoughts,

Warrants a real thorough,

Inspection.

Call the paper man quick!

So he can print a retraction.

Jan. 8, 2009

CORAZON

Why are you hiding?

This heart of mine.

It will deceive me,

Almost every time.

My heart pounds from loneliness.

For love it never really had.

Searching for a real good person,

That’s no where to be founded.

The face smiles.

The heart frowns.

It knows its hiding something.

It won’t reveal it,

What it hides,

For the cause is deep inside.

The eyes can speak you see.

They know what’s down there deep.

And they blink and smile,

As you greet or scowl,

While still no one can see.

This heart of mine still weeps,

But soon be rested with sleep,

As it steady beat, one day it will

reap.

All the goodness inside that it keeps.

2008 Aug.

FEATHERLIGHT WHISPERINGS

Two people living life together.

Then apart, But always together in the same house.

They radiates love and a deep respect.

Always love and you can feel it.

When they speak and when they look at you.

It’s in those eyes,

Blue eyes and brown eyes,

Its something deep,

Like the death of a child,

Spoken casually of, that still lives,

In spirit in thoughts and in

Pictures displayed.

Its been years now but it does not matter.

Making a living together,

They come home from work.

Sometimes it seems like they are apart,

But they are together,

And finally that time,

When they reach for each other at the right moment,

And the child is between them.

Always a welcome and alive again.

The dreams and promises of the future,

Never disappeared.

The three are together again.

But they don’t speak aloud they whisper.

And yet, the memories are there and they are

Featherlight.

Sept 2008

FINDING A DIRECTION

Why do you bother me? As if I did not know. Why hold it against me? Help me to clear my mind. I now know better. Still I can’t help myself. I don’t know how to stop. I am so involved. I am in a fog! Please wake me up! I am in turmoil! Yet I roll like an eight ball that has no true direction, unless guided, then dip into a hole and fall. And wait to be picked up again and again!

Stop this process! Create a way out! Down a strong firm path naturally lit. Let me walk straight and tall with

head held high, and looking neither the left or right but, calmly assured and with resolution, I walk.

Mar 15 2008

HEART FELT

My heart weeps deep inside. In my eyes, you can see. Don’t correct my feelings! they are mine. I hurt! and I learn what I learn. But how much more? I’m feeling helpless. I try, and sometimes fail. Lord! Get me through these hurtful times. Created by another one of yours! Grouping in darkness, trying to catch hold Of something, reality maybe. I need to be still!

Nov. 2008

HELP ME, OH LORD

Lord help me to let Your will be mine.

Help me to walk as You guide my footsteps.

Let my mind be renewed.

Let me be free to obey Your words.

Free my mind, so I can hear You.

Create a new me, within me.

Help me to forgive those who hurt me.

Help me to love then that hurt my soul.

Wipe away all my tears, as You

hold me in Your arms!

Show me Your loving kindness.

Give me the understanding to deal with

Unkindness.

Help me as I go through my trials.

And my persecutions.

Help me to be faithful.

Help me to help my husband to love me.

Help me to show him comion.

Show him to be peaceful.

Teach him to have joy!

Help me to be the person

You designed me to be.

Help me to fulfill Your, expectations of me.

Show me how You want me to be.

Help me to curb my tongue.

Help me to help others.

Teach me to forgive the way You do.

Help me to fulfill my husband’s desires

As he fulfills mine’s!

HELP ME, Oh Lord!

August 25, 2012

I BOW DOWN

I bow down my heart and soul to you, My Lord. My free will gives you the right to govern my life. I will listen intently and without question. I will obey; I thank you for waking me Up in the morning. You are my life and my rock. You are my Father and I am your daughter. I realize my life as I look around. I will praise you for everything. I shall thank you for everything Because everything is yours. I thank you for my life, My Lord. You gave it to me. I am only here for a short while. An while I am here, My Lord, I will run that race.

Feb 2009

I FOUND YOU LACKING

You wanted something I could not give.

Without time and space, I could not live.

While we were together, although it was great,

I found you lacking as I looked at your face.

I should have left you alone when I had the chance.

But what I felt with you, could have been a romance.

But you say hateful and mean things to me,

But with others, you were as sweet as cream.

I noticed the lies and deceitful things you do,

I found you lacking and very mean too.

You said you loved me and you’ll treat me nice,

What you did to me, felt like you used a knife.

My heart ache,

My brain ache,

My head ache, too

My arms ache,

My back ache,

Now what shall I do?

I gave you two years of my life its true.

I’m done now, the door’s open

So take your stuff and go on searching.

Feb, 2009

IS HE THE ONE

She wondered if he was free,

To love someone, a girl like she

She watched him from

Her window each day,

She thought of him,

Even when she lay.

If only he would

Glance her way,

She knew exactly

What she would say!

Her glance would say;

“You look so fine.”

Her handshake’ll say;

“Let’s go and dine.”

Her walk will say;

“follow me,”

Her heart will say;

“I hope you’re free!”

May 3, 2009

IS SHE THE ONE

He wondered if she was free,

to love a man,

someone like he.

He watched her as she walked about,

“She could be the one,”

he wanted to shout!

But he was careful where he stood,

to make no sound,

not even a shoo!

He would stand there all day,

until their spirits,

comes’ into play.

Sept-2008.

IT WAS A HOME

“Hello! Hello!” I said on the phone! But no one was there, No one was home. I went to the house, It looked empty and cold. Everyone was gone! Why wasn’t I told? I walked around Looking for clues, I picked up a pot, And it looked unused. It looked like everyone Had moved away. The people that lived here Had no reason to stay. I went out to the grounds To look around The grass was tall

And should have been cut down. A sandbox sat empty with a shovel and pail, The swing set swayed gently In the breeze from the swells. Where was the child, That played here in the sun? Where was his people that Made his day fun?

This place was empty And was no longer a home, It was just a house with a yard And it sat alone.

Mar. 23 2009

THE BABE

A new borne babe with Eyes shiny and bright

Dressed all in pink Her mother held her tight.

Hold tight to your little ones, They grow up so quick

The eyes will focus soon Then they’ll start to speak.

But first they will listen carefully To everything they hear.

And your actions they’ll mimic Hold fast and don’t despair.

Their minds like a sponge absorbed Everything even what you fear.

Don’t try to be perfect Cause no one’s perfect, dear.

E B. Apr. 6, 2009

IT’S ALL ABOUT JESUS

First of all I want to say. That it was not always this way.

The earth was void and, There was no light.

God spoke some words, And it was bright.

He made some people, Like us he would.

A man and a woman, And then they stood.

Put them in a garden, With flowers and trees,

And there was a serpent, But not on his knees!

God gave them rules, So they could live,

Serpent told them, God told a fib. They broke the rules Got evicted quick,

God sealed the way With two flaming sticks.

He cursed the woman, He cursed the earth, He cursed the man, And the curse still stands.

The man to work until

The sweats on his brow, The woman he cursed, When a child comes fro.

So the man failed in The Garden of Eve

Satan took the keys From God and teased

God knew a way To get them back,

He was the promise, The word, the logo, and then

He made himself human And then took him back.

The babe was born in a manger, We know,

Of parents, Joseph and Mary We’re told. They raised this child, This savior, You see, To save all people and To set them free.

This child grew up and Became a man. He was still God, But he walked as a man.

God was full of promises His Son said that; “I shall go away, but I will be back”

He choose some people That will follow him, He taught them, As someone touched His hem.

His garment was as holy as He, One touch of it, and She was free.

There were times he taught, There were times he cried, People touched his heart, That he loved fore he died.

He was too good to Stay long on this earth He walked and he talked, People followed and heard.

The Good News of the Kingdom, The Gospel you see, The promise He made to You and to me.

Keep tight to the laws God gave us to follow

Wine and bread also He gave us to swallow.

Wine of his blood And bread of his flesh We do it often as we progress.

There are lots of things He said and did. He cannot lie, God forbid!

Jesus took back the keys To the kingdom, and He had them since. He made an open show to satan And he will be quenched.

Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John Four straight young men, From parts beyond.

He bought in eight more Then he was through, and that made twelve. And it completed his crew.

Walking around the towns, And speaking with love, The greatest treasure, straight from above.

He touched and healed And people was thrilled What manner of “man” was He?

He spoke real rough And got real tough When they got in The temple way

People selling wares and telling tales They were history that day.

Word of “Him” goes On and on and it Will never stop Till “He” comes back And judge us right, then, we will Rest with our Lord.

09-17-2008.

ITS REAL

My heart is up for rapture.

In my mind, you’re there to capture

All the characteristics including

Marvelous bliss

Well, what can be better than this?

2009

JAMAR

He was a young man,

just beginning to live,

twenty-four years old,

with a lot to give,

He was searching from

city to city it seemed,

looking for answers to question within.

He was a son, a nephew,

A brother, then too,

A friend, a lover,

A father, he was new.

Looking for acceptance,

and space of his own,

spoke often to an

Uncle when he felt alone.

The Uncle told him about

Jesus and what to expect,

that He loved him and cherished him,

with nothing held back.

He believed on those words

as he went about his way,

“faith and hope,” he thought,

that’s what Uncle had said.

Caught at a wrong place,

A wrong time real quick,

God snatched him in as

he took his last breath!

God took him in his arm,

with love and care,

“welcome home, my son

I’ve been waiting for you here!”

You’ll see him again soon,

dressed in the whitest of white,

holding hands with Jesus,

Family and friends,

he’s all right.

So him with

kindness, him with love,

He’s being embraced by the Highest

As he watches you, from above.

Mar. 2008

MARIES’ SONG

Growing up as a child,

I was different than any of my siblings.

I found joy doing things other ways

With other interests, I became an outsider.

God saved me at an early age.

I believed in him at that stage.

I found joy!

I married a wonderful man,

Bore a son and a daughter.

Than a dark gloom settled over me.

It was filled my days and my nights,

. So I could not see.

Wandering endlessly through weeks and months,

It didn’t seem like it would stop.

My boy and girl, didn’t know what to do

My girl ran off, as if I said shoo!

Somewhere through the fog,

I knew I had to do something,

And I had to do it soon.

Still, I didn’t know where to began,

I was still walking in dark within.

Though my man and my son,

Was still by my side,

A part of me was gone,

All I could do was cry and cry.

Where were you, my little girl?

Roaming about in the dark in the world.

Look for the path that will lead you home.

So you wont be out there all alone.

Oh Lord, deliver me from my grief.

My daughter is out there, and she needs me.

Bring her home safely,

And set me free,

And I will be all that you say you are to me.

(faithful)

Sept. 2006

MY LORD, MY LIFE

Dear Lord.

Reach out to me.

Give me the strength to reach back.

Give me the energy to lift my arms.

Pull me close and don’t let me leave,

My heart and soul behind.

Help me to bring them with me

and put them in your hands.

Take them my Lord and

Mold them, and heal them.

Then give them back carefully.

Make sure I am able to take

care of them.

And let your knowledge

watch over them.

Cherish them so they

can grow as I go

Forward with obedience under the watchful

care of you my Lord.

2008

MY SON

The (Infant)

I sat in silent as I looked at you.

Newly born,

The birth was through.

Tender looking soft and sweet,

Your mother wrapped you,

Nice and neat.

I felt the serge of love,

As I watched you sleep,

This male, this son,

Of my own seed.

I’m charge with your life,

For thirteen years,

Until you learn to face your own fears.

As I study your face

So tiny and sweet,

Not a care in the world,

I wish it was yours to keep.

One tiny dent beside your cheek,

I had one like it,

Except mine was deep.

I looked round the room where you lay,

A calmness flowed I wanted to stay.

No sign of danger anywhere around,

The bars round your bed kept you sound.

The years crept by as I looked at you.

In no time you were crawling and walking too.

You began to talk at an early age,

Those years too began to fade.

A bright young child,

As I spoke to you, about rights and wrongs,

And who you’ll answer to.

You watched me closely while

I explained away,

The way to stay right and keep evil at bay.

Those years slide by at a very fast pace,

It was as though we were in a race.

You made friends easily,

Because your days were bright,

But then they began to turn to a different light.

No longer bright and shiny it seemed,

Now it was twilight and the enemy gleaned.

You turned away from the safe haven of love,

To wreck havoc and fear to others that was.

Tears slid down my face as I looked around,

“What happened here? What going down?” as

you ran down the street with a gun in your hand,

the police said “halt” and you turned around.

They handcuffed you and they walked you away,

You glanced to the right as if to say; “I would

Have been fine if I’d had you.

With you in my life, I could have stayed

In the crib with the bars,

You would have kept me safe.”

The judge said “life”

And I began to weep,

I got all choked up but I was beginning to see!

This child, my seed, this fruit of me,

Good gave, but the bad took away from me.

Now, locked up tight,

Behind iron bars,

In my seed, the light was now discard.

The innocence quickly going dim,

Replaced by a hardness, the beginning of the end.

I jerked myself back from the vision I’ve seem,

This child, this seed,

Was part of me!

I reached down and touched his tiny hand

The grip was strong, he’ll become a man.

And I’ll be there to raise this seed,

I’ll do all I can to make things be.

The rights and wrongs that

Surfaces through life,

He’ll deal with each one with me as his guide.

The Lord will help me to raise this child,

And I will walk that extra mile!

We’ll live our lives the best we can,

And doing good to others,

In where to began!

Sept. 2008

NIGHT FEELINGS

Alone tonight and feeling not quite right,

Needing someone to hold me tight.

No one is near,

To be that dear,

And I am suffering here.

Alone tonight cause,

your call didn’t quite,

Make it to my house till light,

By then it was too late,

To let you in the back gate,

By than I had made another date.

Feb. 27, 2009

ON THIS STREET

In this neighborhood are many tongues,

Many opinions into many songs.

Everyone has a different gift,

like the tattoo man,

He’ll, sat you stiff.

Some young girl’s lives,

two houses down, they sat on the

stoop and watches

the junkie drowns.

An hour later all revived,

to start all over,

with a stronger drive.

The tattoo man with

needle encrust,

all colors of ink,

ready to make his first

trust.

The girls here with no

high age.

Have babes that linger,

To which they are slaves.

The people here are all

strong kin,

And here you will know that

water runs thin.

This neighborhood is

alive and well.

Few things to do,

and they do them well.

Kind words, kind nods and

Looks do matter, not quiet,

this place is full of chatter.

Grant Street is not the place to be,

You face all angles.

but they let your presence be.

August 09, 2009

PRETTY COLORS

Orange and yellow

are summer colors.

White will go well too!

Black goes well

when feeling blue,

when you’re not in the mood.

Brown is fine when all

spiced up,

especially in the fall.

Colors have odors this time of year,

even in the winter.

Blues and greens and reds are pretty,

especially when all dressed up.

Gold and silver

round the edges,

Just like an old coffee cup.

Sept. 2008

SWEET CRIMES

My heart is light Because I know you’re mine. The things we did during the night, Could have been a crime.

The way you touched me, In places was a shock, But I know what you felt and I was not mocked.

Your tongue licking on my lips Was ever so sweet. Your thumbs on my breast Surely made me weak.

One arm held me close As my body molded to yours My eyes gently closed

We both was aroused!

“I love you”, I said as we became one and free. “Forever” we both said, and it was creed!

May 2009

THE CHANGE

How do you watch when the light gets dim? I watch cause I was so in love with him.

He took sick and began to change, He lost weight and started looking lame.

His temper got bad And his judgment too, I yelled “Whats the matter with you!”

He saw a doctor and the news was bad, The terrible look on his face was sad

He looked at me and I saw real tears, And I wandered “What about the rest of our years?”

We had planned a whole lifetime

Of things Such as driving from place to place In the rain.

The songs we sung were real and true, I no longer asked “whats the matter with you!”

I love him still as I watch him lay, I stand over him as I watch him fade.

His eyes meet mind And the focus is long,

In a real sweet voice, He says” Hello Mom”?

2008 September

THE DAYS ARE GONE AND COME

The days have come, And the days have gone The years became days, Each day was as haze.

Smiles do fade away. The brightness and the glow Sinks back into the place where there is no time. No memory and no emotion.

There are hours and hours Of places that are gone to that time. that cannot be recaptured But will be relived, again and again!

Eyes, smiles, ears, is just what is.

When you cannot see behind to the spirit. The spirit you can feel And reacts to the years.

But, we must not forget the mouth! It can form words and mimic What is in the heart.

It can repeat days and years. And sometimes tears!

Faces take blows over and over again But remain quiet and sober. But not from as you would, “the obvious!” The heart feel what the mouth forms.

Flung across space to its destination! It lands with all the intensity it was intended. Unmindful of its deadly purpose!

2012 July

THE INSPIRATOR

He inspired me By listening and talking to me He inspired me When he discussed things with me things he want through When he spoke from his heart, he inspired me He inspired me when he went to church And brought with him the message he heard To whoever will listen he’ll tell He inspired me to love and to trust again When he looked in my eyes and said ’you’re beautiful’ He inspires me when he takes long days on his job He inspires me when he takes long walks, course I go too We speak about life He inspires me, yet two separate lives Destined to be together He inspired me when we drives in silence When we stop to get a sandwich, cut in half He inspires me. when we share experiences

A quick smile inspires me The same way every day without change, inspires me Helpful and real, he inspires me He makes friends easily and feel no rejection

He inspires me When he forgives quickly and go on. Because no evil holds him for long He inspires me When I am near him and feel his presence He inspires me When I need him, he’s there And I love him But God calls him My Faithful Servant

2012

THE SEASONED ONE

I am mellowed with years.

And had my share of tears.

Heard all I need to hear,

Even from those trying to be dear.

Moving on In life with happiness.

Getting up each morning with joyfulness.

Since pulling away from all your craftiness

I have become my busiest.

I need love even at my age.

We all have needs even at this stage.

We don’t need to be put in a cage,

Our minds and bodies can still crave.

Come to me when you sense my thoughts.

don’t act like you’re the only one caught.

You know zero from zero is naught,

Lets start a new life together as we ought.

May 2009

THE STRANGER

You were the stranger, Yet you knew me. Where did you come from? What did you come to see?

I’ll hide behind my eyes And peep through my soul Where did you come from? What did you come to see?

You called out to me, the stranger, you, You couldn’t have known me, A long time, I was free.

Though I still felt you, As I peeped through my soul. You’re still the stranger, I would get to know more!

June 17, 2009

TOUCH ON ME LIGHTLY, MY DEAR

My husband’s eyes traveled over me,

iration for all to see!

But what did he see when he looked at me?

But he saw all that he wanted me to be!

Sept. 10, 2011

BELIEVE IN THE POTTER

Do you know about the potter?

A potter molds things.

A potter puts clay on the wheel and shape it.

We are the clay.

I have to trust in the potter!

Lord, please make me over again!

I want to change!

God have the power to change me

into what He wants me to be!

I desired more of God.

He will mold me accordingly!

I will no longer be of the world.

But will be conformed unto Him.

God is my potter!.

I am in His mighty hands!

He will not harm me.

He will renew the right spirit in me.

When I wanted to love, I hated.

When I tried to move, I could not!

But I was unable to change myself!

I could do nothing right!

I have to see the potter,

Only he will mold me over again!

I am on the wheel.

I began to change.

I feel the changes.

I change more.

I look ahead and I appreciate

I see the light

The potter is working.

He loves me. And he has mercy.

I am at home and I am alone.

I sit down on my bed with His word.

He sits down beside me.

I feel His presence.

I feel warmth around my shoulders.

A peace comes over me.

It’s Him and I am in His presence.

Aug 2000

WAITING AND THINKING

I have been looking for you for a real long time

And I have not found you yet.

Sometimes I do not know if you are a dream or a deep desire.

Just to have someone in my mind to take up the extra space,

I do not know what else to occupy it with except with you.

You occupancy there makes me realize that there is really

Nothing else to think about but you.

Sometimes I kind of like having those thoughts of you.

Then I can daydream about what I will say to you when I finally

Get the chance to see you and talk to you in person.

I do know when I finally get to see you, there will be a whole

Lot of other things going on.

This letter can be long or it can be short. It is all up to me.

It seems that I can get no further than this first idea about you

Anyway . . . .

Jan, 2009

WAKE ME UP, MY LORD

Wake up my spirit Lord, Let me start your day!

Praise and worship, is what you say.

Worship is right even when things are real tight,

Wake up my spirit Lord, and let me start your day!

Wake up my spirit Lord, Let me count my blessings.

Because you blessed me anyway, when I didn’t do anything

I will read your word Lord, and find out what you say,

Wake up my spirit Lord, and let me start your day!

Wake up my spirit Lord, and let me start your day!

Glory Hallelujah! Is your highest praise.

You touched my heart a while ago when

I was but a babe,

All I can say cause of that day,

All of me belongs to you.

Wake up my spirit Lord,

Look around at the changes made,

and nothing here in real,

The world and the morrow

Function, with water and a pill,

Wake up my spirit Lord,

and let me start your day.

Wake up my spirit Lord,

and let me start your hour.

Every one in this world,

will soon recognize your power.

The grace you bestowed upon us,

and mercy followed too,

Let me know you loved me,

and still was not through.

Wake up my spirit Lord,

and lead me to my mansion!

Made of emeralds, diamonds,

all precious stones

And there I shall be dancing!

I’ll dance my dance for you my Lord

All around my beautiful mansion

Wake up my spirit Lord,

And let me thank you

Properly.

Lord I think you for loving me!

I thank you for saving me!

Thank you for delivering me!

Thank you for helping me!

Thank you for keeping me!

Thank you for my home !

Thank you for my life!

Thank you for your blessings for me and my family1

Love you Lord! Praise you Lord! Lord you’re holy of holies! You’re perfect Lord! You can’t lie! Lord I need you To talk to me! Lord you made me!

You made all things! I worship you! Lord, there is nobody like you!

Lord, I think you for all you have done

Most of all, Lord, I thank you

For dying for me on that cross and rising

On that third day!

And I do know Lord, that if it wasn’t

For you, there would be no me!

Open up your arms, Lord embraces me!

November 12, 2008

WELL, I AM HERE

I loved you, and I married you, When I was ready to be your wife. You acted like I was a stranger. You treated me less than a person, When I married you for life. Days when I needed you, You turned on me like a snake, Times when I wanted to talk, It seems you beat me with a rake. My clothes was not right, The way I spoke, not right The way I looked, not right, Even my family was not right! Do you love me at all? The day we said “I do” was meant for you too! You married me, and I married you! A marriage is meant for two!

When you treat me that way, The walls within me swells. I watch you for a sign, or a signal When or if you would look my way. Just one glance of love, one wink, Or one word of love, Will let me know I can still make Your heart twinkle,

Words that will make me desire you! A look that will make me shiver! A touch that will make me tingle! In your arms, will make me deliver!

Sept. 3, 2012

WHAT TO DO WHEN THERE IS NOTHING TO DO.

When you have nothing to do, you do nothing. If you think of something, do nothing. What you do about something, It’s not really nothing, So, Its’ nothing that you have to do. When you have somewhere to go, Go nowhere. You get dressed to go, to go anywhere. If you think you’re going, and you try to get going, And then there is no where to go. So we are back with nothing to do. With no where to go, you are through. So stay where you are, you did not get that far, You have to decide what to do.

2008 July

WILL I EVER KNOW

I visited the home where she lived. Her eyes were shut and she was resting And at piece. As I looked around the room and back to where she lay, My mind went back, to when we were kids. How we ran around the farm, and played in the fields. The horses and the cows. Gave us thrills. The woods around the creek was a special place for her, She was gone for hours, alone time she needed, Gave everyone the fit When our calls went unheeded She lay in that room for days and years, She could not talk, nor could shed no tears. Her desires and her dreams, What could they mean? A long distance call came from High above. Her spirit reached to answer,

And flew with the doves. She was tired of waiting for Unanswered desires, So the Lord took her to give her Her mansion in the skies. My sister is gone. She left a while ago. But I did not know.

Where did she go? I really wanted to know. I think she has gone on to see the Lord. No more sufferings or tears. No more laying and no more waiting for years. Free to visit the land and the fields and jump the streams. And to see the Lord, that’s where she will lean.

Written by: Erine C. Hall; sept. 11, 2011

YOU CHERISH MY SOUL

You captured my eyes When I looked your way, Deep into your soul I saw you’ll stay. That you’ll love and Cherish me as the years go by, That you will stay close As you can, by my side.

My cries to the Lord Was answered at last When I made a trip to your city And beheld your glance.

As I leaned over, And raised my head, My eyes locked with yours, And I couldn’t move my legs.

Others were moving about Where we stood, But we was alone, Just the angels and the Lord.

Either of us could look away, The Lord locked us up And the key, he hid it safe. The only thing left for us to do Was to get together quick And see what the Lord was up to!

Never have I wanted to marry again, Unless the man was ordained to do, What the Lord had decreed and said.

What was real and right with the Lord. Was not afraid to be Holy Spirit filled. And not scared to pray for guidance and to be led.

To fulfill the plan the Lord has for him, If it includes a wife, he’ll except it with honor and gladness and love. And treat her with kindness as it is written in the Word.

So the year was decided and the month is set. The hour will come, there will be no regrets.

We each will full fill what our destiny holds, Thank the LORD GOD ALMIGHTY Because He lifted our loads!

September to December 2010 Written for and about me and my husband-to-be. Elder Willie J. Hall

YOUNG BUNDLE

Dedicated to my sister, Hazel Marie Clark Oct. 1948-August 2011

BORN YOUNG TO THE YOUNG, LARGE EYES A SWEET BUNDLE OF JOY. INTO EVERYTHING AS YOUNGSTERS DO, SHE BOUGHT JOY TO ALL OF YOU. The Lord was with you. IN NO TIME YOU WERE ALL GROWN UP, AND THE WEAR AND THE TEAR’S CAME UPON YOUR HEALTH. YOU WERE SICK FOR YEARS, AND THERE WERE NO CURES, BUT THE LORD HAD MERCY. WITH ALL OF OUR TEARS. The Lord loved you! YOU ANSWERED A LONG DISTANCE CALL FROM THE LORD WE COULD NOT STOP IT, EVEN IF WE TRIED.

THOUGH WE KNOW YOU ARE IN A BETTER PLACE, WE ARE FOR SURE TO MISS YOUR FACE. The Lord had mercy upon you! HE FREEDED YOUR SPIRIT, FROM WHERE IT HAD LAID FOR YEARS, YOUR ARMS AND WRIST PRESSED AGAINST YOUR RIBS cage YOUR MIND WAS ACTIVE WHEN YOUR BODY WAS NOT, THE LOOK IN YOUR EYE, MIGHT HAVE BEEN

TO LIVE AND BE WELL. BUT NOW YOU ARE FREE TO ROAM, THE FIELDS AND STREAMS, FREE TO WALK THE PATHS AS YOUR MIND DID DREAM, VISIT THE WOODS THAT YOU LOVED SO WELL, FREE TO WALK AND SING, “I GIVE THANKS TO THE LORD FOR HIS GOODNESS TO ME” We all will our sister forever.

Written by: Irene Clark Hall, Sept 4, 2011

YOUNG MUSCLES

Run! Run! Run! Run!

I run as fast as I can!

I do not slow down!

I by people!

I by stores!

I by cars!

I am running!

Oh, so fast!

I feel so good!

I feel the wind!

I feel the earth!

I do not slow down!

I do not sweat!

My eyes are shut!

2004

YOU ARE ALL

I wanted something from you, you could not give. Love and desire, you did not live. When you said you loved me, and it would not change, Alls said and done, Within a certain range. You said you would love me And treat me good, But all you showed me, Was things learned from the hood.

DEEP WATERS

My heart is full of love, Sometimes it over floods with emotions. It does fill overly with commotion, but I deserve all of your devotion!

My heart is full of desire! At all times it beats warm, Then reaches out to your charm, You should stay close to my form!

My heart is filled with need, Why shall I open it and allow, All kinds of things that crowd, That will cause it to bleed!

Cherish my heart, When I give it, Cause I have to live with it,

It runs deep, with With love, desire and need, Can’t allow you to make it bleed, This is what I creed!

Sept.25,2012

LORD, SAVE MY SOUL

Lord, save my soul from hell!

I lay down my life for You.

Help me in my expectations.

Deliver me from the thoughts of darkness!

Get me through the endless days on nothing.

Help me to ignore the ignorance.

Deliver me from this death.

Help me to overcome the desire to need.

Help my soul to overcome.

Curb my need to run,

Except and only to the cross.

Help me to resist satan,

As he whispers to me.

Rebuke him for me, and run him

away from me!

You are my rock!

You are my salvation!

Without you, I will be nothing! You feed my soul!

You satisfy my hunger for more of You!

You show me love and mercy!

You forgave all my sins!

Because of You, I can live forever!

And LORD? with everything inside of

Me, Lord, I thank

YOU!

Aug, 25, 2012

SHINY MAN

My Shiny man is full of life.

Full of grace and full of spice.

He approach each day

with a purpose,

solve any problem,

that tries to surface.

Helping people with a smile,

while getting info on,

the phone he dials.

My Shiny man loves me

full and true,

He’s made up things for us to do.

I need him to complete my day.

As thoughts of him,

my mind does play.

Never short of loving words,

“My Shiny man”!

Have you not heard?

July 30, 2008

WARM THOUGHTS

Warm thoughts of you and loving them, Makes me fall in love all over again. Making love in our minds Takes about half the time, The other half it takes getting next to you. Warm thoughts of you brings about, The union of two, working out. Holding each other tight, as we Love through the night, All I can think about is you. Warm thoughts of you is all about, Spending the rest of our lives talking about, What our future will bring, As we our rings, As we walk hand and hand, Down the aisle.

June 2008

THE THORN

You’re the thorn in my mind

The way you come in to it,

Its slow and warm and it takes time.

In my mind, I watch you

Lean back and began to speak

With knowledge and experience

Nothing about you is weak.

You’re the thorn to my eyes

They’re held snagged and captive.

To your image, I am drawn

To give and receive rapture.

You’re the thorn

To my hands when they

Reach out to you to hold,

I’ll snuggle you close in my arms

You’ll think I’m shy but bold.

You’re a thorn to my heart

When you deny what you started

That caused my soul to cry out for more

You’re the thorn to my being

When your lips try to seek mine into

A kiss that will bond themselves and

Build up a wall that will corral all the

Emotions, deep desire, need, and willpower I have.

You’re the thorn that will breakdown

That wall that will allow you and me

To free ourselves and become one.

You are the thorn that’ll control the norm.

But I will to stay true to my form.

MARCH 20, 2010

STOP COUNTING THE WAYS

How many times do I give you my heart and take it away? When a simple smile from you could make it happy and gay? And in the place of ridicule, you could be encouraging? Will you please come in out of the cold? Or when I look into your eyes and see nothing. When I should see iration? Serving a delicious dinner on a gold plate and you treat it as ordinary When we are riding places you feel you want to “drive.” (me nuts!) I try not to pay attention and then I am ignoring you! Is there any love left after the wedding? What will we grow old on? There are rejection pains all over my body! No meds can cure it. I twist and turn all night long. Waiting for the warmth that will give me the Security to face another day.

The love that will give me the encouragement I need. The words of thankfulness that will make my day! But to fully give my heart to you and knowing you will Cherish it, will make me complete, Because I love you, my darling!

March 27,2012 Erine Hall

I WILL GIVE ALL

I will give again In spite of how I feel. I will give my heart, No matter the pain. I in my tithes, No matter the need. I give up my time, And no attention to the rush. My offerings too, I will freely give. I give my voice to the one above. Give my song to the ONE who listens, And the ONE who rejoices in my praises. I will stir up my gifts, an offer it for worship. I lift up my eyes to appreciate the bauty of His creation. In to the mirror I look an ire his perfections. All around is the wondrous of HIS works. His words are sweet and delicious. His promises are without earthly understanding.

Why deny HIM? HE is WHO HE says HE is! I will give myself as the clay. I can give my self to the potter To be molded to himself. I will go through the fire. I will come out victorious. I will have a new song, that is as wide as the sky. An das deep as the universe. I will sing out HIS name to all to hear.

If the earth can praise HIM, I WILL praise HIM more. I will strive to go through with more determination! I will the test! I will run this race and win! He is my strength! He will have to be! I cannot do it alone! I need HIM to help me! To reach out my hand to HIM. As I began this journey. But my mind is made up! I will give all to HIM!

I want no part of myself. I am not fit for me, or to HIM as I am. I restricts my spirit by my disabilities. Buy I have a healthy mind and spirit. I am a spirit! And I will be as one with HIM! My will is no longer, but His WILL, will be. I will HIS life on to others. And by my testimony they will be saved. I will tell about HIS love. HIS joy for us and HIS peace. I give unto HIM my obedience, I will become fearless, through HIS SPIRIT. HE has poured out HIS love into my heart. HIS love is not mine to keep. I will parade it for all to see. And they will overcome by their desire for IT. HE will show HIMSELF faithful and true to what HE promise HE is the GOD ALMIGHTY! The only GOD the FATHER. JESUS CHRIST AND HE WILL RETURN! I am getting ready for his coming.

HE is coming to get me. I have been to long away from home. I have had this sin nature for too long! And I miss my FATHER! Do you miss yours?

March 27, 2012

ITS ALL ABOUT JESUS

First of all I want to say. That it was not always this way.

The earth was void and, There was no light.

God spoke some words, And it was bright.

He made some people, Like us he would.

A man and a woman, And then they stood.

Put them in a garden, With flowers and trees,

And there was a serpent, But not on his knees!

God gave them rules, So they could live,

Serpent told them, God told a fib.

They broke the rules Got evicted quick,

God sealed the way With two flaming sticks.

He cursed the woman, He cursed the earth,

ITS ALL ABOUT JESUS

He cursed the man,

And the curse still stands.

The man to work until The sweats on his brow, The woman he cursed, When a child comes fro.

So the man failed in The Garden of Eve

Satan took the keys From God and teased

God knew a way To get them back,

He was the promise, The word, the logo, and then

He made himself human And then took him back.

The babe was born in a manger, We know, Of parents, Joseph and Mary We’re told. They raised this child, This savior, You see, To save all people and To set them free.

This child grew up and Became a man. He was still God, But he walked as a man.

God was full of promises

ITS ALL ABOUT JESUS

His Son said that; “I shall go away, but I will be back”

He choose some people That will follow him, He taught them, As someone touched His hem.

His garment was as holy as He, One touch of it, and She was free.

There were times he taught, There were times he cried, People touched his heart, That he loved fore he died.

He was too good to Stay long on this earth He walked and he talked, People followed and heard.

The Good News of the Kingdom,

The Gospel you see, The promise He made to You and to me.

Keep tight to the laws God gave us to follow Wine and bread also He gave us to swallow.

Wine of his blood And bread of his flesh We do it often as we progress.

There are lots of things He said and did.

ITS ALL ABOUT JESUS

He cannot lie, God forbid!

Jesus took back the keys

To the kingdom, and He had them since. He made an open show to satan And he will be quenched.

Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John Four straight young men, From parts beyond.

He bought in eight more Then he was through, and that made twelve. And it completed his crew.

Walking around the towns, And speaking with love, The greatest treasure, straight from above.

He touched and healed And people was thrilled

What manner of “man” was He?

He spoke real rough And got real tough When they got in The temple way

People selling wares and telling tales They were history that day.

Word of “Him” goes On and on and it Will never stop

ITS ALL ABOUT JESUS

Till “He” comes back And judge us right, then, we will Rest with our Lord..

E.B. 09-17—2008.

ONE STRANGE NIGHT

You called, and I heard the need, I traveled for I was pressed for speed. To reach you would be In no short time, And I didn’t want to change my mind.

Finally I was in the drive You were waiting at the door And that was fine, You reached for me To pull me close, Your breath was hot When you kissed my throat.

A strange storm blew As we settled down, The current went out all around.

A candle was lit and its light was dim, My chance to leave became very slim.

You gently led me through Your dark filled home, To a room where the light was dim and honed. I closed my eyes to let you lead, Tonight was special, and it was creed.

You lowered me slowly onto your bed, We talked for hours, with fingers threaded. Our friendship was beginning to change, Was it for the better or will it become strained? you moved yourself slowly over me

ONE STRANGE NIGHT

And your hands began to explore my need. My desire for you started to heightened. My heart began beating as fast as lightening.

You touched your lips to each pink nipple, Your hands covered them like gloves in winter. You raised your head to kiss my lips, I knew then that all my reserves Had slipped.

You kissed my body from head to below, Your tongue lingering sometimes real slow. With hands roaming other parts of me. Sometimes I could hardly breathe!

The storm rolled on and the lightening flashed, But nothing could stop what was happening At last. You lower yourself into my love, The moon and the stars was witnesses from above.

I will never forget what we did that night, When a strange storm came And the lights went out, The candle was lit and our shadows danced,

We made love, A beautiful and a sweet romance!

E. B. July, 2010

GOD IS MY FRIEND

When I was young, I fasted and prayed I excepted The Lord at an early age. Trying to act saved was hard to do, The instructions He gave was very hard too!

Every night when I would pray, to bless us all throughout our day. Bless our parents and family all, And bless me so I will not fall.

When I got saved, God changed my life, I gave up friends and all their spice. They giggled and laughed behind my back, While drinking booze and smoking crack.

One day when I was all alone, I heard a knock on the door. and there they stood.

They said they missed me, real bad, And that they all had been really sad.

I opened wide the door for them. In they came, into the den. They sat down and looked around then looked at each other and began to frown.

Their eyes settled on where I stood, One of them asked me “what was good’? I said “God was still in the blessing business, GOD IS MY FRIEND

And He’ll take away all their sadness”.

I told them He still loved them, in spite of all their sins and all their gripes. They said they weren’t ready to live According to the Word and what it said.

They opened a big brown bag instead, Pulled out a bottle and asked for a glass. They filled the glass and offered it to me, I shook my head, “no” and then said “please”!

That kind of life is over for me, So excuse yourself, take your bag and leave. Jesus is in my life, He’s in my savior alright, And I fight all day to keep myself right.

I give my offerings, tithes and plant my seeds, So I’ll get my blessings and I’ll also reap. God is in my life, now and in my life for keeps. So come to the Lord, He’ll give you everlasting treats!

E. B. Mar. 09, 2009

LETTING GO

I have to let go,

I can’t go on no more.

Don’t try to stop me dear,

Don’t try to hold me near.

Can’t stop the tears

They come.

Till there’s no more,

They’re gone.

We have to on,

That’s true.

I won’t stop loving you.

We have to go with

Our lives.

God makes to rules

And he’s right.

LETTING GO

We suffer now

Cause we sin.

We have to stop to make

It in.

The lord is watching us close,

To see the path we chose.

Punishment will come quick

Can’t afford to be in that fix.

The time we spent together was good,

But it wasn’t right as it should.

We have to stop while we can,

You were not the right man.

A single man is what I need.

One who will wear his

Heart on his sleeve.

Who will do his best,

To make things right,

And avoid this kind of plight.

Talking from top to bottom

And it feels good.

LETTING GO

Superficial and without

Substance-unreal.

Professing deep love

Desire and need,

To be together again

And be pleased.

But God watches all

And judges us from

The things we do choose.

So choose not to

Fall from grace

Or God won’t show us his face.

E. B. Feb.10, 2009

MY ‘LOVES NEVER OLD

My “loves” never old.

No matter the times,

I held him close,

This man of mine.

He hardly

Or hardly knew,

He once called me,

his lovely “Jo”

Taking long walks,

While holding hands,

I look in his eyes,

This was, “my man.”

Though’ wrinkles are there

I do not care.

I still feel as though’

My “love” is not old.

And-he’s-still—here!

E. B. 2004

CONNECTION

My parents are away.

My parents are here,

Out of sight, but I hear all

There favorite sayings that’s dear.

I can call them on the phone,

Or my memory recalls,

Favorite foods or places,

Or grandkids that’s tall.

My parents aren’t short

On opinions they give,

Especially about the way.

They used to live!

My parents was not about

Mincing words.

Or giving advice, an didn’t care

Whoever heard.

I love my parents, and them I adore

But parents will be parents,

Forevermore.

E. B. Feb, 10, 2009

HEAVENLY PLACE

My bed is my heavenly place,

when I lay down in it.

It is pure and clean and

Undefiled.

Be clean and share my bed.

It is time to rest.

Come sleep and dream.

Than,

Open your eyes and

look at me, desire me.

Reach for me.

I will comfort you as you will me.

With soothing words

and a gentle touch.

Together we are clean.

Heaven watches and keeps us.

HEAVENLY PLACE

We are pure and undefiled.

We are beautiful together.

your lips lightly touch mine,

your arms pull me gently

close. I need you, I want you,

I desire you!

E. B. May 2008

I MISS YOU

When we broke up after being MARRIED for a long time. When we argue because of your mother. When we shower together at night. When you cook breakfast in bed. When you go to the bakery for fresh bread. When you kiss me in the morning before going to work. When you hold me in your lap when watching a scary movie. When you message my body after a bubble bath. When you kiss me all over. When you touch me in private places. When you lick my nipples and light the fire in my body. When your kisses trail from my breasts to my stomach, And travel down to my navel to my most private parts. When your hands gently touch and spread my thighs. When your body enters mine. When the flames get hotter and hotter. When I am about to scream from pleasure. When your words of love come tumbling from your lips.

When you hold me tight afterward, When you thank GOD for me. Because I am still here. When you came back to me. And asked for forgiveness.

E. B. Feb. 27, 2009

FORBIDDEN LOVE

Your touch was light but firm as we shook hands.

You look directly into my heart.

As your eyes met mine.

Your eyes was full of emotions.

Mine mirrored yours.

Your desire was to pull me close to you.

I cannot allow it.

Still you embrace me with your eyes.

I feel needed.

I feel the warmth between us.

I want more, I am greedy for it!

You read what I need with a glance.

“Reach for me!” My body screams.

You are gentle as you slowly take me into your arms

Holding me close, our bodies !

Together for the very first time.

E. B. July 2007

LORD, KEEP ME

“A prayer”

Lord, help me to keep on turning the other cheek. and forgive me for my carnal and lustful thoughts But how many times do I have to hurt? A painless hurt, numbing and silent. Where no one can hear me cry but YOU, LORD! How much more does it take for me to realize, That the carnal man is without Real ion, without truth and without Dignity. Not to mention abnormalistic views and actions But I still hurt, LORD! I keep it deep inside. Only YOU can see. The ways to deal with it right now is far From my mind! LORD, Do and overhaul in my life! Let me become complete.

Open my eyes so I can see What is real.

E. B. Jan. 2009

MY HOME

This house, I’ll make mine I’ll fill it with love With the colors I choose I’ll also hang blinds.

In my bedroom, I’ll put soft Colors that match. Plush pillows, a spread and lamps that’ll Cast, Small shadows on cushiony Rugs that beige. So Where I’ll step will leave Small footprint graves.

In my kitchen, I’ll have a Fridge that’s full of; meats, and salads And fruits good to eat.

My spices will fill Most all empty spaces, The smells permeate all Secret places.

The rest of my house will Fall into order. I’ll take my time to do this And then I’ll do the flowers.

E. B. Oct. 2009

ONLY ME

I love you, but let me be me.

Let me be as free as the time that you first met me.

Look into my eyes and see the person you met.

Embrace my joy of living.

Appreciate my opinion even if it doesn’t match yours.

Find the joy I see when watching a newborn baby.

The freshness of spring when everything becomes new,

Bursts of new buds from plants and flowers, and do not forget

The birds that lay eggs and is patiently awaiting the birth of

Their little ones.

Find the joy of me when I go shopping to find that special dress

That I will wear especially for you or,

When my hair is in prefect order an make-up is unmarred.

Intoxicate yourself with the scent of me when I am near you.

Memorize my smile when I am no where around.

Adore the little things I do for you,

When I have troublesome days, find out what is not right.

ONLY ME

Try to find an answer to the problem.

Find out the reason when I am not the person you first met

Do not stop trying to get back the joy in my face and in my voice.

Become the zeal in my life.

Be there when I need you.

Come to me when I call you.

Hold me close to your heart and

Listen to its beat.

Let the LORD in you be the solution to my problem.

Talk to me as you do these things. But

Love me, let me be me. And

Bring me back to thee.

E. B. Feb, 22, 2009

BELONGING TO SOMEONE

My plate is so full

it runs over.

Spills on everyone

that I meet.

In sight, out of sight.

or undercover.

Makes me grind hard on

my teeth.

I want to belong to

someone.

Not to anyone

that’s not unlike me.

I want to belong to

someone,

Who won’t get tired

of me.

I want to belong to

someone.

The one who will tell me the

BELONGING TO SOMEONE

truth.

Not someone who

will turn around and

lie

But someone who is

true and blue.

I want to belong to

someone.

Is that person you?

Take my hand and

guide me

To the place that’s

warm and true.

Sept, 2008 E. B.

A WOMAN’S LIFE

An existence of two in her life.

One gave and one took with a lie.

The one that gave did the talking,

The one that took did the walking

The two made the one

that she liked.

The existent of two in her dream,

not skinny, not fat, but lean

was not heavy on top

in his arms she did rock,

And rocked with all of her might.

Can the two be made into one?

Can the talker be talked

down to none?

Can the walker be the talker?

And she be the taker

of the one who was not heavy

On top?

March 2008 E. B.

OH ! MY MIND! OH

I am finish!

I don’t want to go on anymore,

It has been nothing but one

Heart ache after another!

It continues day by day!

Each day brings a new hurt and a new pain.

Oh! But this mindless pain called LOVE!

Really, is it to be real?

Many kill for it.

children are borne from it.

Many wait for it!

Sometimes it never comes!

Some die without it!

Are we blessed to have IT?

The bible says “a man find a wife, finds a good thing”

Well, then I MUST be a good thing!

OH MIND OH con.

And if I am a good thing, then I deserve to be LOVED.

The way the GOOD BOOK says I am to be LOVE. The bible says over and over again to LOVE.

It just screams LOVE, LOVE, and then it says to LOVE again,

not to LOVE and then get married and stop LOVING!

It says to LOVE and LOVE and LOVE some more.

As Christ LOVE the church and gave himself for it!

It is a wonderful thing to have LOVE,

and if you have the LOVE of Christ

You Will have all kind of comfort!

You can know that He LOVES you and

it is not with conditions!

Can you understand that?

Love, and not even deserving it,

simply because HE says that HE does

Makes you want to wallow in HIS arms,

OH MIND OH cont.

my spirit yearns for HIM!

I have been away for a long time from Him!

Since the Garden of Eden.

It is time for me to come back to HIM!

To the wonderful promise of LOVE that HE created me for.

I do LOVE HIM back forever!

< To LOVE HIM is not

Painful!

Feb, 28, 2012

I SENSE YOU

A lovely shade of golden brown,

your eyes twinkled when I came around.

Grey-black beard trimmed ever so neat

A thin mustache made your mouth look sweet.

As you cast those brown eyes upon my face

Your shiny ball head made my heart race.

Gold teeth shown between your lips,

When those lips settled on mind

Made my body go limp!

Your strong arms reached out to

Hold me close,

I felt your heartbeat and it

Was faster then most.

Your desire for me was

Building real fast,

I knew that this was going to last!

e. b. Jan 1, 2011

A FANTASY FOR YEARS

It’s still fresh in my mind

The things we were at liberty with

What we did during the night

it started with the one kiss

The smell of you still linger on my body

The trail of your fingers slightly burning my flesh

As they marked a path from my lips to my secret place

You hungrily claimed my lips in a kiss

That was meant to last a lifetime

You devoured all my reservations

When I began to lose all sense of time

We finally pulled apart for a rest

And to look in each other’s eyes

Only to come together again

As though still it was the first time

You held me close

A FANTASY FOR YEARS

With fingers still caressing my body

As if you would withdraw yourself

I would disappear as with most

Your hands arrested a breast and you lowered

your head,

Your lips moved from my mouth

collected a nipple and began

To suck firmly upon

I gasped with pleasured

As I felt my body began to yield to you.

Your hand claimed the other breast

This was it! I am yours

Your lips followed a pattern down to my

belly. Your kisses made my senses sharpen

Your licks on my skin made me moan with pleasure

A FANTASY FOR YEARS cont.

I knew I was made to be under you

We fit rightly together

Howbeit that we are so right for each other

I respond to the thoughts of you

My body reacts to the sight of you

When I hear your voice

I want to be near you.

You have the right to touch me.

because we have the same name,

so smile, my husband!

e.b. 2001

I FEEL YOU

I feel your thoughts as they settle on me Late calls in the night Was a need from thee? There was no response cause There was another, But the focus was still on we” I think of you often As I feel you feeling me Nothing can block it. So make ourselves free.

E.B. Sept., 2008

REAL LOVE

You said you loved me and it was real. When you treated me like I was a steal. Sneaking out at night and day, made me wonder what people will say. I began to notice small changes first, cause the more I saw you the more I thirsted. But you stood me up, several times a week. There was even sometimes we didn’t speak. There was a huge question In my mine, Was there someone else on the side? I ask because anyone can see, you spend so little time with me.

E. B. 2008

SOMEONE TO LOVE ME

I need someone to love me. And not just anyone. Someone special Someone in my life to be there as I will be there too. He will not be alone. I am alone and lost. Someone please find me. I am here. Are you out there? Will you come into my life? Not to bed me, but to wed me. When the times come. I know you are there I can feel you! I can almost see you! You are reaching out and so am I. Do you see my hand? Can you see my heart? There is a light fog, but its coming clearer. Oh you’re here and I am delighted. I knew you would come.

E. B. 2007

DREAMS OF YOU

I your house Sometimes late at night

And dream of me In your arms, So right.

Flashes of memories Of loving you,

And the fights that we started Before we was through.

I wanted us to start All over again.

To say I was worry Was where to began.

This way will bring about Better times and days,

Cause I would be willing To change some of my ways!

E.B. Mar.30 2009

WALK LIGHTLY

You tighten me with Your attention. Thoughts of you Makes me walk light. While feeling those lovely Gestures and knowing They are solid. Each word holds a special Scent like a bouquet Of flowers. My head is held high. I take small steps As to not stumble. My body is feeling yours. It senses your presence. I reach out, but not Blindly. Our minds meet

Undivided . . .

E. B. Sept. 2008



, when I will get my cane? I take small steps, I try to why I was in a rush. As I ran to the bus. Why? Could it have been for my mother’s call? My fathers yell? Or my dogs howl? Oh! Now I ! It was a rush to a soft sweet smell Of my first love. I looked around, and there she was Walking slowly toward me. She was in no rush. Taking very small steps, As we walked toward the bus.

E. B. 2003

ALL THAT I AM

All that I am, I give to you The good, the bad, and the ugly too! I make changes as we go through, I want involve the whole crew.

New life began one year ago. When we leaned over a box, That was meant for two. As we leaned up, our eyes was locked. Every thing else around us was blocked.

I asked the Lord, what was going on here, It was not as though I was in a blear

Now this is not the time for wishing back. For the things that has happened,

I cannot take back. The things that I did, I cannot undo, What have I gotten myself into?

I am married to a man that has a lot of mouth, He changes not, not even to rest. Have I gotten myself into a mess? Not even the best of the times will last,

September 21 2011 Irene Hall

FOILED AGAIN

As I watch and wonder where my life is going, And ponder if I’m doing the running. Or if those around me is doing the planning, I wonder if I’ll even do the landing.

Oh, I wish that I could see, Just what my life have in store for me. I think of things that I would do, If I was to walk inside your shoes.

I think that I’ll rather wait, To see how long this idea will take, I’ll settle down with my own thoughts, To take my time and sort things out.

E. B. Dec. 31, 2009

WHAT TO DO WHEN THERE IS NOTHING TO DO.

When you have nothing to do, you do nothing. If you think of something, do nothing. What you do about something, It’s not really nothing. So, Its’ nothing that you have to do.

When you have somewhere to go, Go nowhere. You get dressed to go, go anywhere. If you think you’re going, and you try to get going, And then there is no where to go. So we are back with nothing to do. With no where to go, you are through. So stay where you are, you did not get that far, You have to decide what to do.

2008 E. B. July

PUDDLES

Life is like a puddle

that grows.

Life of mystery and

unfullfillment.

Like puddles growing

if not carefully respected.

Things said and done,

can never become undone.

The puddle grows larger

and it gets deeper.

Words spoken from the mouth

that does not produce

are empty.

But spoken from the heart

mine and soul, are taken by the

wind, scatter and go higher.

The puddle becomes wider

and muddy.

Unspoken shame in the mind

will not be done again.

The spirit comes aware of itself,

as the puddle doubles an

deepen

It wants to let go and be free

but can’t. There are things

existing for focusing on

later. (The spirit knows!)

Now the puddle is a full stream running

freely. Yet, still unproducing, except for

the murky waters of the stream that has now

grown to a pond and is still unproducing.

But the words heighten, and are taken

deeply. ( And the sprit sees!)

The murky waters of the stream gets wider and deeper.

Sometimes snags helps, But where do you put

them?

The puddle is now a lake of feelings of

unanswered questions. The words spoken

quickly has no substance still but received deeply.

Beneath the lake, the spirit sees all and knows, and it can see

even through the murky waters that

when stirred, becomes darker.

But a ray of light thro the darkness of confusion,

Things has begun to shrink, diminish, and get clearer!

Everything reverses!

The light begins to get brighter!

The murky waters settles and is stilled!

The words are snatched back from the wind and!

gathered together and tucked deep down into

the all knowing spirit,

softening, cherishing, and embracing.

Finally, the words loving,

gently and sweetly said;

“It was just a puddle, step!”

E. B. 2008 April

MAKE UP

Shadows are empty,

There is nothing to create,

My thoughts are light,

A blocking plight

Footsteps from the

Makes small indented

Patterns in my mind.

Some memories embrace

me fondly.

Others, I let scroll over

until they fall into

darkness,

Initiating more need

For empty spaces to be

Filled with pretty places

I can still

visit over and over again!

ALL THE WAY FULL

Was it mostly full to the top?

Or was it empty from the bottom?

This all boggled was my mind,

I wanted to shout.

I turned it over and over again,

I couldn’t find the bottom and

I couldn’t find the top.

So I turned it sideways,

Upside down and bottom up!

What I found was

Enough to make me hiccup!

So, I put it down gently,

On the table where I sat,

As I tried thinking hard,

About what to do next!

Irene Hall December 11,2011

GET ALIVE

To make things better, we often try, to push and strive, right to the letter. And it does matter just what you want, don ‘t settle for trash or you ‘ll be called a chump. Life goes on around, and it will absorbed you If you don’t look out, It could destroy you. We go through life with hurts and pains. To get through without scare, we ‘ll have lots to gain. So live life to the fullest, with stumbling blocks free. Step high and light and let your future be.

E.B.Dec,2008