Blogger Family Poetry
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New poems are added weekly to this folder. There are 48 poems in this folder; newest are at the bottom.
“Blogger Family Poetry”
“Dey Call her Cowgirl”
wearing black
fragile red
tumbling thoughts
through her head
canter hard
against the tide
can she ever
be a bride.
warrior lass
so she sings
many choices
for a ring
friend and foe
cannot see
her soul branches
like a tree.
seize the moment
when you know
all that fate
will bestow
love is kind
it stays true
there is someone
just for you.
Thanks cowgirl
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“A Pair of Beautiful Eyes”
she’s seen the world
in all its colors
she has the bruises
like so many others
her heart is broken
will it ever heal
her friends are many
most have horse appeal
some of us
are so blessed
to know this girl
who shares her distress
our love for her
grows every day
in my thoughts
I often pray
give her hope
in something new
show her that others
share her view
it’s so very hard
living a lonely mode
no one to trust
to help share the load
the girl we all know
with the beautiful eyes
is someone with heart
that we have all surmised
Thanks Cowgirl
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“Just A Horse”
Four hooves that prance,
beautiful eyes that dance,
soft nicker in greeting,
anticipation in meeting,
skin warm to the touch,
my friends I love much,
to saddle up and ride,
sheer joy I can’t hide,
warm wind blows my hair,
creates feeling so rare,
strong bond between two,
something I always knew,
you may say but of course,
he’s more than just a horse.
For Cowgirl
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“Three Women”
What is the bond,
between mother and daughters?
Where comes the strength,
between despair and hope.
When others twist and poison,
between walls of silence.
How deep is the love,
between pain and faith.
To talk and share,
between the lines.
What is the bond,
between mother and daughters,
to carry on unbowed,
together.
to share the burden,
together.
For Amy aka fridaysweb and her wonderful girls, Big A and Little A
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“Lonesome Rider”
alone she rides with her thoughts
the horizon always beyond her reach
a future there that cannot be caught
all around her bright colors leach
change of seasons blowing through
soon to come from northern skies
life a struggle must try to renew
alone she rides with heavy sighs.
For Barngoddess
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“Passion”
She burns with righteous flame,
passion for her cause,
riding free across the range,
seizing truth in her jaws.
bites down hard on bitter bit,
cares so much it hurts to cry,
screaming loud gives her grit,
feels compelled to help to try.
so glad that mothers like her exist,
praising barngoddess is not remiss.
For Barngoddess
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“Blue Horizons”
high above this orb of blue
the curve of colors many hues
dark and light all are one
our fond dreams follow the sun
a gentle smile a tender wave
letting go has been so brave
life relived in words so sweet
still red heart thumps it’s beat
paths diverged now conspire
can cold embers burn in fire
unknown future there beyond
love testing this tight bond
the ocean sings in its glory
blue notes write this story
moving on or moving towards
emotions gather in their hoards
cannot see this true path
sometimes ocean is in wrath
then again is sometime calm
a lovers touch can be a balm
this dance we see one must lead
in this time they must succeed
chances many in life lived full
love like this has strong pull
take a chance when all was lost
can anything be worth the cost
blue horizons are all you see
choose your way you’ll be free.
For GG
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“Mermaid Love”
There once was mermaid out there
Her tail
had scales
you see
she had breasts out to here
and a very nice rear
but none of the sailors got close.
She swam through the ocean of tears
her voice
of choice
she sang
of a life crystal clear
and of a love so dear
she misses her father so much.
She thinks where will she turn
she writes
words so bright
she knows
there is so much to learn
her emotions do churn
clean waters are murky again.
For Jenna
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“Graceful Rider”
It’s come to pass
in this her life
that’s she discovered
she’s more than a wife.
Pride in plain
became a chore
lost her way
became mother of four.
The joy she feels
when she’s in her songs
her shining soul
to God belongs.
With His compassion
she cares so much
to those in need
offers a loving touch.
For Trailady
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not the person you were,
nor the town where raised,
never the pain suffered,
will make you grow aware.
It is only love,
that makes you so alive,
some one dear to hold at night,
to share all that is to life.
For Tori
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As your Royal Highness requests, so shall you receive.
riding astride a rugged pony,
children adored she’s never lonely.
steady wind blows flaxen tresses,
in lover’s arms she offers caresses.
bubbling sulpher springs beneath,
it has been decided and bequeathed.
in snowy climate and harsh terrain,
that overall an Ice Queen reigns.
Minka.
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An original poem at Shayna’s.
Lying in bed getting stuck in the arm,
Glaring at the nurse I turned on the charm,
Is it just me or is it getting warm in here,
perhaps you’d do better if you drank a beer.
Or two!
For a way to lose weight being sick is the thing,
why it’s even better than having a fling,
you eat what you want that is nothing at all,
you’d rather be drinking out at the mall.
Or local pub, club, dive, bar.
Now Shayna’s in bed per doctor’s orders,
if she misses more work there will be boarders,
her husband does cleaning and does best to cope,
while all of the blogworld holds breath and we hope.
Or pray.
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“What’s fuzzy and warm and lives up North?”
in the wilderness that is Alberta
a Mother Hen and her chicks reside
don’t like dogs she’s gonna hurt ya
give good belly rubs come on inside.
she lives where the wind always blows
and good service is so hard to find
long summer days when the wheat grows
and her children pay her no mind.
spent many dark days under duress
wondering just who she had become
no one told her the brain was a mess
that her chemistry made her feel numb.
today she is better and living strong
enjoying her life out of the blues
her blogger family romping along
Let’s all give Kyahgirl her dues.
looking forward to many fun times
with a good book or two by her side
I hope that these words of rhymes
made you laugh inside till you cried.
for Kyahgirl
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Happy Anniversary.
Eight years ago captured a dream,
all is possible in love so it seems,
our future before us shone so bright,
lost in our eyes soul’s kind light.
dancing as one feet off the floor,
let’s never stop we’ll always have more,
growing in love through all of our tears,
today we are stronger after eight years.
Kyahgirl and husband
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I paint and I scrape,
the wind blows my hair,
my options they fly,
like chaff in the fields,
I find myself looking,
at all I can see,
but what looks back,
is nothing I need,
searching for freedom,
should not be this hard,
maybe my karma,
is hungry no more.
for Karma
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“Pixie”
she dances with flair
dusts her pixie lair
laughs while singing
swooping and darting
wingbeats shimmer
iradescent glimmer
finished, a sigh
my pretty dragonfly
our guests are here
friends we hold dear.
For Pixie
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“Conversion”
converting a heart
this man of faith
a vision of hope
changing dark to light.
a lifetime of loss
a moment so clear
converting to joy
when two became one.
an ancient rhythm
converting to life
a family multiplies
and more candles shine.
friends we have found
growing up fast
a higher power
converting my soul.
For QG
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sun slants through the clouds
lift face healing warmth cheeks blush
already grey gone
For Stephanie
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The moon is full
on a summer night
spectral beams
reflected bright
deep in shadows
whispered delight
dancing shapes
celebration so right
For Pia
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“My Broken Heart”
If it wasn’t me
then why do I hurt
I tried so hard
to be what
he wanted
failed myself
or so it seems now
to be what
I want
is now my goal.
Love is over
was it ever real
love is over
so how do I heal
love is over
what happens now
love is over
tears on my brow
A broken heart
must be mended
no more drink
to blur
my senses
I’ve come to the point
of not
looking back
I will be strong
myself I do love.
Love is over
was it ever real
love is over
so how do I heal
love is over
what happens now
love is over
tears on my brow
A song for Redneck Girl.
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Anniversary:
A random date
between two souls
struck by fate
years they roll
more in love
in every way
to rise above
this blessed day.
Congrats to Joel and Neva.
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“Companion”
I need to rest my friend.
it’s only a little further.
but it’s over that hill!
the grade is not steep.
it’s too much this time.
you have the strength.
why do I bother fighting?
because you are a Warrior.
I am frightened all the time.
I know.
then why do stand beside me?
I am your Companion.
you should save yourself.
and throw away love?
you love me?
it’s not only I that loves you.
where are they?
we are all here, your friends.
how?
by the blue light of the screen.
Love you Pinky. I have shoulders broad enough for you.
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“Miracle”
I saw white light and peace from her words
her soul called to me and mine answered
who’s there?
I gave a piece of my soul to her
to heal to keep her safe
I did not expect what happened next
a bond was formed when I opened up
she already knew what gift I had
but when connection was forged
it burned red hot
she felt my hands across the miles
cradling and stroking her soul
I heard the tears fall
the awe in her mind
how is this possible
this cannot be
but it happened one night
when two souls met
white and bright
they pierced the dark
holding each other
healing each other
loving each other
this miracle is true
as real as life
two people in love
a bond formed with God.
I love you (((T)))
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“Shadow Streak”
straight out to infinity
dappled splashes of light
the innocence of racing feet
each sharp line another year
flowers grow in wild abandon
eyes fixed on that thought
freedom calls in naked hunger
floating forever in time.
Ree
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they stretch from side to side
a perfect arc of color
all shades are there
where ever you turn
young and old of all races
men and women dressed in pink
a rainbow of compassion
united in a common cause
Haiku
shaved skull mark of pride
fractured prism streaming waves
defiant pink stands.
For Swampwitch
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” Alone”
she’d gone away from me one day
that sense of friendship vanished
I wasn’t worried at first
life happens to us all
she didn’t return as I waited
looking around found nothing there
a black void where once was love
my soul grew troubled each passing day
she came back and told me why
shamed and lonely was she now
thought that I could never see
all the pain that was inside
trusting in me she talked
we shared laughs and tears
she opened a channel to me
sent all my love and warmth
you are never alone
we walk by your side
with love and caring
our gifts are yours
I love you ((((C)))
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There once was a Lady from London
her confessions made us stunned
for she liked to be naughty
pretended to be haughty
deep inside didn’t give a fig.
For Ann
This is Ann’s reply. 
There was an old bird from London
who got her knickers in a twist
she tried to be good
as hard as she could
because she did give a fig
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“Fence Sitters”
You see them everywhere
Percariously perched
Forever caught
Looking around.
You think to yourself
That looks cool
Never choosing
What a life.
You have no concept
Of how it happened
Growing old
Sitting on a fence.
You can see for miles
It changes quick
Inviting and warm
Then terror filled.
You want to get down
Move on someday
Trust in the ground
Walk with purpose.
You hear their words
Sense the concern
But still you stay
Never can choose.
For Lynn.
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“3697″
Gallops forever
in their hearts
to the cruel world
was just a number
to little girls
was a friend
he lives beyond
the spoken call
grief for those
who loved him.
Ree
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“Colors of Darlene”
Look deep into the colors
Mark, a baby, a boy, a man
Why?
Who are we, that come here
Day after day
Offering prayers
And hope to a mother
Look deep into the colors
The world is there
The world is here
We are the yarn
We are the patterns
Love
Hope
Grace
Look deep into the colors
You will see yourself
Staring into the mirror
Trying to stay warm
It is easy to lose faith
Times of sorrow and pain
Look deep into the colors
All your questions
Will be answered
All your doubts
Will be eased
All your love
Will be returned
Look deep into the colors.
“Geometry”
Did you know
that souls touch?
Did you know
that souls walk?
Did you know
that souls care?
Did you know
this?
I know that you do.
What is a circle
but a straight line
What is a straight line
but a path
What is a path
but a journey
What is a journey
but a circle.
Did you know
that people care?
Did you know
that people pray?
Did you know
that people heal?
Did you know this?
I know that we do.
All my love and strength to you Darlene and Mark; and all the members of your family.
And all my love and compassion for all the family of strangers, now friends who come here to lend a hand each and every day.
Peace and faith.
“Heartsong”
Voiceless prayers ascend to heaven
One, then ten, then ten thousand
Thoughts of healing
Thoughts of despair
Thoughts of vengeance
A sound, a gentle beating
The mother’s heart
The Father’s love
For we are fragile in our souls
Needing more than hope
Forgiveness comes from deep within
The heartsong fills the skies
“Steeple”
What do you see
this woman
careful hair
her hands red
the ring
of a wife
her lips
drawn with tension
I see her eyes
green or hazel
they look
far away
into the past
and towards
an uncertain future
I want to reach out
and cup her face
and whisper
that I am here
that I love her
I want to stroke
her taut brow
and whisper
that many are here
that we love her
I want to grasp her
steepled hands
to bring her
lost eyes
back home.
“Blooms”
A rose is still a rose,
The sweet smell in the dark,
Feel his love somewhere,
out there.
Trust in faith that come
the dawn
The rose blooms still
in our hearts.
A rose is still a rose,
when in a vase
or pressed between pages
memories we have.
To care, to heal takes
all your strength.
When evening falls, breath
deep the air, he is there
with you, always.
Walk the path together again,
Hold hands across the thorns
and will find
that you are one in purpose.
((((Darlene)))
For you my friend and your wonderful husband J.
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Eyes gaze other side
Brown and white loyal friendship
Shadowed memories
Pointy ears muzzle blackened
Time to go our hearts breaking
For Junior and SW
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((((Diane)))
My love for you
shines more
than all
the diamonds
in the world.
I love
your smile
I love
your heart
I love
your soul
I love
you
Only you.
XOXOXOXOXOXO
For my wife Diane.
“Eternal Love”
They said we’d never make it,
I was too strange,
You were too sick.
They said we’d find out,
That love wasn’t real,
Lust wouldn’t last.
They said we’d grow apart,
When real life intruded,
Long hours alone.
They were all wrong,
We found our way,
Through the tears.
They never did understand,
We are one soul,
Overflowing with love.
They never took that chance,
To look in your eyes,
And say, I do.
For Diane on her birthday
“The Lady In Red”
It was a rainy night, the pavement shone with fierce intensity, illuminating her visage. A face smiled at me in anticipation and desire; it was as intoxicating as moonshine. I could smell her fragrant perfume wafting on the stiff breeze, it clung to my nose like dryer lint. A Gucci bag dangled from her manicured fingers, her diamonds cast rainbows in the moonlight.
I was early as a dog to a hydrant; she was ecstatic to see me for the first time. Her arms were wide open in friendly greeting; she called out, her melodic voice a balm to my troubled soul. Kissing my smooth shaven cheeks in joyous excitement, I felt like a young boy let loose in a chocolate shop, my mind already savoring the sight of her generous form.
We walked to the La Femme Fatale, only three miles away; she was riveted to my every word like a velvet Elvis hanging in a smoky pool hall. I impressed her with my command of the language that I had learned in my stint in the Foreign Legion. I promptly ordered for us both; she daintily consumed her repast and after long hours of conversation, we left, “do you want fries with that”, still ringing in our ears.
Soon returning to the area whence we had met; decided this wonderful date must be repeated. With light heart, she agreed, only to discover, alas, the very next day she was due to report for a six months tour of duty in the Gobi Desert. We clung in desperation to each other, frantically making out with no time to lose. But only too soon, I had to return to prison on my pass, and we parted, never to see each other again.
For Diane
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“She Cares”
It’s what I admire the most
about Rose.
Her caring
and desire
to be heard.
But on her terms.
She doesn’t always comment.
She’s not around all the time.
But she’s a force of nature,
when she is.
For Rose
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“Diane”
Eyes can’t smile!
Absolutely not!
No way.
They’re just an iris;
a pupil.
No emotions, just
flat cameras
constantly recording.
They can’t smile!
Nor twinkle.
Clouded by cataracts.
Glazed by glaucoma.
Eyes are just orbs
of gelatinous goo,
suspended
between temples.
But hers do!
I swear it!
Hers do.
Blue,
like a granite monument.
Polished,
like glass.
Her eyes gleam with love.
Shine bright with hope.
Sparkle with laughter.
Dance with joy.
Shimmer with sadness.
My love’s eyes,
suck me in,
and feast on my soul.
Smiling,
all the while.
For my wife Diane
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Gossamer spotlight
Haunting notes, float
on rippled waves
For O.C. and Quill
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Love sounds,
The beat of a child’s heart,
A meow, a woof,
The tight squeeze,
hugs
kisses
Sounds of love,
missed, needed, wanted
Crack, cracked, cracks
in my heart
Love sounds,
The giggle of a child’s soul,
A call, a note
a letter home,
Meals, food cooked with love
Out there, true love,
many, many, many sounds
Sounds of love,
for you
somewhere,
Love sounds
of friends and pals,
more than pals,
lovers of your soul
tender hearts
ache for you
gentle voices in the night,
sounds of love.
For Pixie
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“Halo”
Sunrise on the bluff,
makes a man pause
it’s said.
A cowgirl too,
come to think
of it.
Trust in friends,
bonds of blood and
sweat.
Years swing by,
morning after
morning.
Soon, too soon,
grown up and
gone.
Advice and looks,
respect earned
in dust.
Safety in numbers,
sometimes two
is enough.
For Josh and The Cowgirl
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“Hiney Tingles” (Lots of twangy guitars)
Eleven years ago
I meet my match
He’s got hands
of steel
that stole my heart
I saw him there
he was unique
A city girl
my soul did weep
My life had changed
didn’t know how
looking back
seems so unreal
To me my punks
are all I need
‘cept those toes
touching
in the night
Eleven years have
passed us by
wouldn’t trade
for anything
Makes me smile
His love is true
worth more than hay
But a latte
would be nice
He’s my man
supports my dreams
can’t imagine
my life
without his eyes
gentle but firm
he knows me well
one glance from him
my hiney tingles.
For Ree and eleven years.
“Half-way There”
Caught on the cusp
of not looking back
I was starting
my life
on my terms at last
Love wasn’t wanted
but suddenly
I found
that all
my plans
lay
dashed
on the ground.
That’s not
what I’m
talking
about.
That’s not
what I’m
thinking
right now.
My new love spoke
those words to me
An obvious choice
in front
of my life
All clear reason
slowly faded away
I found
that one
would
it
happen
now.
That’s not
what I’m
talking
about.
That’s not
what I’m
thinking
right now.
Another song for Ree and MM.
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“Heart of Gold”
I fell in love with her that night
Shivering in the cold moonlight
Her golden curves drew my gaze
Caressed softly in the waning phase
A tree obscured my lover’s heart
Above a gargoyle gave a start
Reached out a hand gentle touch
Empty air my flesh did clutch
Instead I raised her eager lips
All talk for now was eclipsed
The golden lady cast her spell
Romance we now both knew well
This quiet street beneath her glow
Our bond together ceased its woe
Troubled souls kissed once more
Inside our urgent passion did soar
Bright healing beam casting wide
Melts the pain of stubborn pride
Inert steel though she may be
For us our love is always free
For my wife Diane
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Blessings upon you stranger from afar, I wish you well and healing from your ills. The journey of our lives may cross in this manner and both may benefit. Remember to keep love in your heart and be free with your soul, for we are but echoes in the mind of God. Peace be with you and all of yours.
For Baraka
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