Yesteryear 1,2,3. Pt.2

Poetry

The One I Loved


I met a woman who was the love of my life

we made each other stronger

so in love with her I wanted to make her my wife

we would never go to bed angry at one

                another

Then came the day she told me

she was giving me a son

I felt like the luckiest man under the sun

we worked hard those nine months to make ends meet

she was so ecstatic - for soon she would be a

                 mother

Then came the day our son Brandon was born

we promised ourselves to never fight - never scorn

and for the longest time I remember

we just stared in fascination at him

this little boy who made our love stronger.

Yesteryear 1,2,3, Pt. 2

Still more poetry from last year I wanted to repost and share, again.

Monday, December 31, 2012

Poetry

My Love


Teardrop eyes - long silky black hair

Everything reminds me of you

Reminder of how everything brings back memories of our affair

In everything I say or do.
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Destined to see where life would bring us

All at once we were driven apart

Somewhere along that crazy highway of life

Oh I will always think of you as a work of art

Very much I wonder if we were still together - would you be my wife

Is there such a possibility

Could we have not changed our futures

Had it have to be this way.

Just The Thought Of You

Why is it every time I see your face

it makes my heart ache.

Why is it every time I hear your voice

it makes it want to break.

Every time I hear your voice

it brings back memories of us

yes some good and some bad.

There was a time we were inseparable

yet you let it all go astray

You left me alone

broke my heart

I've had this done to me several times

now you're flirting with me won't do no good

you're not getting me back

so you might as well get used to your new lover

because your old one is moving on.

-MAC-

Yesteryear 1, 2, 3

Since I'm coming up on my 2000 view of my blog, and I thank all of you for viewing. I don't want to get all

sentimental here. I just thought it would be nice to review a little of last years poetry and entry.                  

So I give you my favorite three.


I Chose This Poem Because It Shows My Deepest Feelings Of Love For A Man.

Lovers

I still remember the first time I saw your naked body

how I held you in my arms

you felt so warm

it was as though before this I had never touched anybody.
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I did not care that you possessed a few extra pounds

love after all comes from what's inside

and not what is on the outside

I thought your body was sexy being a little round.
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Yesteryear 1, 2, 3

The Warmth Of Him

The warmth of him on a cold night

being in my arms to stop me from shivering

it's the kind of feeling I'd like to share

with the one I love

with the one who I care the most - and cherish.

Yesteryear 1,2, 3

Lost Too Young

(A Poem For Teri Dasovich)

As I stood by your grave and watched your twin sister

grieving over the loss of her beloved twin

I wonder what sort of relationship you had with her

was it happy or sad within?

I hope there were never any feelings of anger between you and her

no ill thoughts of any kind.

You were only nineteen years old when you left this world

so tragically that day you were taken away

yet as I stare at your sister I know we are both bereft

at the sadness of your passing that way.

I think we all wish to remember you

how you could always make us laugh and smile

as it never came difficult for you to do

you just had that special gift Teri

and that is why I will always be in love with you.

Seasons

I was recently asked which Season I liked Best Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter?
Hmm. Well Winter can be kinda harsh with it's sometimes cold, harsh temperatures, and by contrast Summer can be sweltering with it's hot humid temperatures sometimes over 100 degrees. Let's face it both of those I'd like to spend inside where it is nice. I like
Spring because everything is anew. The temperature is starting to warm, flowers and trees are budding. Heck even birds and insects are coming out of the holes to greet this Season.
Autumn is beautiful because if for anything the trees are turning a different color, and I mean by that only the leaves. A pretty orange and red. The air has a crispness to it, yet it isn't yet cold and it isn't still hot.
So I guess to answer my friends question - I'd have to say Spring and Autumn.

-MAC-