Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Exclusive Nightfall (Listen) ... Rhymes Poem... Revisited

Rhymes are types of poems which have the the repetition of the same or similar sounds at the end of two or more words most often at the ends of lines

I want to be with you just one glorious night 
One night of being your shinning knight 
One night of holding you tight 
One night of kissing you all night 
One night of making everything in your life, alright 
One night waiting for the sun to turn the dark sky bright 
One night of bringing you joyous delights 
One night taking you on the highest of flights 
One night of hearing your screams 
One night of sharing your dreams 
One night of all night passion quests 
One night of mind undisturbed rest 
One night of a love so true 
One night of falling in love with you 
I want to be with you one night, the rest of your life 
I want to be with you one night, with you forever, as my wife 

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Reflections..(The series)../ Beep, beep .. Prose poem

Reflections, is flash back thoughts of my past,
or flash thoughts of the future...

Beep, beep, beep, beep,
Eyes watched the life monitor,
Ears hear her moans from deep constant pain

Oxygen 90 percent
Heart rate 184 PPM
Blood pressure 210 over 175

Doctors baffled,
Nurses giving me a cheer up grin,
But I know a person lying at rest, that their heartbeat shouldn't be faster then a person running a marathon,
Her blood pressure is nearing a stroke rate,
But they smile and try to keep me in the dark thinking they are helping me,
Because they have no clue what to do

I ask a question,
The doctor blows me off with his high IQ answer,
Because he doesn't understand what is happening, so how can I,
I calmly ask the nurse some questions in a way to guide her towards my thinking, Again what do I know except the person I love is in serve pain for no reason

She screams every time they touch her, but they keep touching her and saying we are sorry but we have to check this and that,
Hours go by, new doctors come and go baffled, but they all know one thing for sure, to order more testing, 
I sit quietly, listening to the beep-beep of the monitored, while praying to God it keep beeping

I get irritated and yell at the doctor for not giving her someting for pain,
But how can he, he doesn't know what is causing her pain, 
What she might react too,
Look at her charts, and see what she has taken before,
Opps, good idea, but I won't tell you that he doesn't say

Beep, beep, beep
Two minutes after pain shot, heart rate slowly drops,
Blood pressure drops some,
She reacts by reaching out for me to hold her hand

Thoughts run through my mind, what if,
What if this time I come back home alone,
What do I say to my children,
How do I help them grieve their lost,
How do I grieve my lost,
My eyes scan the monitors and finally see a slim hope

A baffled doctor walks into the room,
He has no answers; he has given her every test he can think off,
So I calmly tell him I have heard of this condition from another doctor, could he please call him and see if this be that rare condition he talked about,
His defeated IQ gives in to my idea, and has a nurse pick up the phone,
The other doctor says yes, he has heard of this condition, but never has experience it, but this what he think they should do

Beep, bee, beep, 
Hours later, her heart beat is the same as someone jogging,
Her blood pressure has dropped into life save numbers,
I can hold her hand, while giving her a warm loving smile,
I thank God for making someone finally listen to this dummy,
So the love of my life can recover, and one day come home to be loved by me once again...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Am I Dreaming (1) Song Poem ..... Prose Style ....

A Song Poem is a poem that is written from a song, 
using a phrase or sentence from that song. 
It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song: 

As my eyes glare deep into the hue of light brown eyes of yours,
My heart cries,\
It cries slow soft beats of love for not only you to feel,

But for the world, the vastness of the universe too feel

When you hand touches mine,
Your docile touch puts my mind in a dream,
A dream of me imaging your love will always be only mine for the eternity of time,
Because otherwise, how could I be so lucky to have someone like you in my life, other then in a dream

Never diminish what was hidden deep inside me,
hidden, was a love only you could bring out in the open,
A love, that needed to be shared, with someone like you,
A love, that has endured the toughness of times, and still shines,
A love, that has stood tall, even we could not longer stand,
A love, so bright, it will shine longer then the stars up above in Heavens sky,
A love, so strong, it emerged from the surreally of my dreams, into our reality

Am I'm dreaming?
Because I have been in love with you in my dreams, long before I ever met you,
And once we were united as one, I have loved you for such a very long time...
So long, my soul would be lost without it,
So long, my mind would wake up in a fog without its guidance, 
So long, my being would stop_ Being,
So long, my heart would stop beating from love withdrawn

Am I'm dreaming?
If not, how has this love lasted so long if not for me being in a dream?
And if my mind is truly in a dream, 
Please, do not shake me, do not pinch me, and mistakenly wake me up....

Still, and always will be in love with you ML
1Manview (PJ) ... :))

1Manview © 1999 – 2012

Friday, August 3, 2012

Life misgivings ....

Her sprites were high in the sky,
Even thole her stomach was tied in a knot with hunger,
Her body weary from searching for food

With eyes almost as keen as an eagle
She looked down on those who were beneath her,
Watching them like an Hawk,
Their every move was noticed, as she waited for just one to leave their home unprotected

Appear an uncover pair,
A death diving swoop like lightening through the air energized,
Children screamed in a high pitch that only a mother could hear

A chase to no avail, because her speed was too great,
Her body was to agile,
Murderer cried into the distance sky

From high in the sky, she eased down to her young,
Happy to see their hungry faces,
Never knowing if an eagle in the sky, will see them uncovered, and feed them to her hungry young,
Just as she feeds Mrs Robin young, to hers...

Without question,
We can only except what God gives us,
or not give us...

1Manview © 1999 – 2012