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Poem Details | by Star Light |
Categories: inspirational, lovegod, beautiful, home, beautiful, god, home, jesus, love,

Have a Blessed 4th of July-

As today.tis 4th of July
May Blessings come 
before Your eyes
All Praise and Glory
be to God Almighty

As You watch and see 
Beyond and within Fireworks
Sparkling lights glares
Beholding Lights of Beauty
Love of God everywhere

when You see Fire-lights
Sparkling within the night
Tis just like
God Beauty is given Inside
Behold beautiful Souls 
Whom within hearts
Fire-lights are Lit-Glow

In hopes that others
Shall see.come to Believe
God's Radiant Light
Given His Gift of Love
Only Through Our Savior
Jesus Christ...

Then whomsoever
Comes to Jesus
Fire-Lights of Love lit-within
Born-again.Free from their sin
God's Glorious Light
Shall Always Shine
Within Our Hearts.Souls.Minds

Awaiting for the Precious time
When Our Savior.Our Messiah
Comes to take Us home 
up High.within the Sky..

Behold.All Born-again Souls
Hearts on Fire-Lights Glow
As Radiant.Beautiful Love
Sparkling Star-bursts Lights

Showers of Glorious Love 
Radiant and Bright
As Jesus comes from Heavens 
Lights Bursting in Air
Souls together everywhere
Gether High in Sky.
Meeting Our Glorious Light
Our Savior. Jesus Christ

Come to Jesus
Beautiful Colors bursting of Love
 God's Beautiful gift

When time be
You then too.Be swept up.
born-again.Into Gods Eternal Light
Set Free.Fire-light lit
Stars Sparkling Lights

For God is the One 
that makes all things happen
God's Beautiful Glory
Sparkling Souls.

Be Watchful
As Souls Like Stars bursting in air
As Jesus comes.Like.through the Night
Holy Spirit of Love.non can compare
Shall No longer be here
For then Rapture..
Has Taken place
Whomsoever is born-again
Beholding God's Grace

Will be transformed 
Reborn.Sparking Love
Changed in Twinkling Light
Gone Home to be
With Jesus Christ
Our Glorious King
Everlasting Glorious Colors 
Pure Holy Light.Eternity

Come behold God’s Holy Light
As the Star Bursting through the night
Be Saved through God’s  Radiant Glorious Light 
                                                  Our Savior.Jesus Christ


Poem Details | by Lyndell Cadasse |
Categories: love, heart, time, heart, july, life, love, me, time,

I Feel

What can I say that I haven’t said before
What can I recite to tell how much more
You mean to my world
How that I’ve never felt this with any other girl
Is it simply that I love you
Is it simply that I need you to

Smile again
Smiles take away all the pain
The hurt
That first time I saw you I knew
That first time I held you my heart flew
To these July 8th  cloud nines
And you smell divine
And you make me complete

When your eyes haunt my dreams
And when I hold you it seems 
That time stops
And my heart beat drops 
To zero and I can’t help feeling lost
In your essence 
And your presence in my heart
Clears all the ache and doubt
And sorrow 
I’m in love with our every tomorrow

But these words read so inadequate
Our lives spell out fates 
Intertwined minds in sync 
Praying that I never blink
To never miss these moments 
Can’t miss these signs and omens 
Our love is written in scribes on walls
In heart caves like hieroglyphs 
Sang in ancient songs 
And Greek-God myths 

Sealed in celestial bonds 
You know, it’s written in the stars
Spelled out in cherubic musical bars 
Constellations drawn about our post sun-sets
Capricorn and Scorpio met
In heaven’s playground
I would’ve undoubtedly found an angel

But not till I fell
To earth and got tossed about
In life’s stormy surf caught
Chasing colourless rainbows
Praying for suicidal tomorrows
Losing all hope
Teetering on the edge this cliff
Holding onto the frayed end
Of a tattered rope

Not till my life was empty
Not till this life left me broken
Not till my soul was numb
Not till I was sure I’d never find the one
The other half of my poetic soul
Not till I fell upon your splendour 
When your smiles did their all to render
Me helpless we would fit no less than that
Perfect sunset on a perfect July 8th 
I’d finally be able to feel.


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: addiction, april, best friend, computer, confusion, courage, culture, cute love, earth, emotions, encouraging, environment, fantasy, farm, feelings, funny love, garden, happiness, happy, i love you, i miss you, inspirational, internet, irony, july, june, kiss, loneliness, love, magic, me, metaphor, nature, parody, repetition, satire, science, social, technology, tree, women, world, youth,

Tree

follow on facebook,
adore on pinterest,
fall in love on instagram,
kiss on a hunch,
all under a tree.


Poem Details | by Andrea Rose |
Categories: america, beach, beautiful, beauty, blue, city, earth, environment, feelings, fishing, freedom, fun, happy, how i feel, july, june, life, love, muse, ocean, peace, places, summer, sun, travel, uplifting, wind, world,

Home is Where the Ocean Is

Summer is here once again.
The breeze is warm,
I smell salt on the wind.
The same sandy beach between my toes,
The same waters I learned to swim.
Sun burn on my nose,
To the Ocean I dive in.
I submerse myself in the waters of the Atlantic
Warmer than the West Coast Thankfully
Cold, I simply cannot handle it!
Further out I paddle faithfully,
For my mother ocean to keep me sane,
this is my therapy,
to soothe this migraine.
This place gives me energy,
a weakness with a name.
Pleasure Island, NC.
A place hidden with fortunes
and undiscovered fame.
Never could I stray from the ocean
my passions would never be fulfilled
and I would never be the same.


Dedicated to my Dad on Father's Day 2013
The man who introduced me to the ocean and educated me about it and gave me reason to love appreciate and respect it.


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beach, beautiful, beauty, color, confidence, cute love, dance, deep, desire, destiny, earth, emotions, encouraging, feelings, freedom, heartbreak, heartbroken, hope, inspirational, july, june, love, love hurts, lust, mirror, miss you, missing you, nature, ocean, passion, romance, romantic, sad love, sea, seasons, simple, solitude, soulmate, sound, summer, sun, symbolism, together, travel, uplifting, vacation, wind, wisdom, woman, women,

Shades

a bright sun
danced with the sea

on her shades

eyes spoke feelings 
only she could see


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, betrayal, blessing, cheer up, city, confidence, cute love, deep, desire, earth, england, environment, feelings, garden, green, happiness, happy, i love you, imagination, irony, joy, july, june, london, love, love hurts, meaningful, missing you, nature, nice, nostalgia, passion, places, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, seasons, simple, solitude, spiritual, spring, summer, true love, uplifting, vacation, weather, wisdom,

Jump

Chairs lined with stripes, 
green and white,
became ski jump ramps
for feelings, innocent and pure,
taking off from the edge
hoping to defy the gravity of fears

Only a lucky few made it,
others turned into tears
landing on the grass of Green Park
as the warm air was getting dark.
 



Poem Details | by Andrew Shannon |
Categories: beach, beautiful, beauty, best friend, dedication, desire, devotion, earth, emotions, feelings, for her, future, girl, girlfriend, happiness, heaven, high school, how i feel, i love you, introspection, journey, july, life, loneliness, love, lust, memory, metaphor, morning, passion, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, sky, summer, teen, teenage, woman, youth,

Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: autumn, celebration, cheer up, cool, destiny, earth, encouraging, environment, feelings, green, happiness, happy, i love you, i miss you, imagination, inspiration, inspirational, july, june, love, meaningful, memory, motivation, nice, november, october, planet, seasons, september, summer, sun, sunshine, tribute, uplifting, weather, wind, winter,

Seasons

fall, the trickiest of them all, 
is pretending
-again-
to have fallen in love with summer

taking her to dinner each evening,
giving her the room 
to play during the day

summer, the purest of them all,  
has fallen for all that
-again-
surrendering slowly her joyful soul

little does she know 
perhaps sooner than before
she'll fall out of favor
-again-
once winter, the eternal lover of fall,
makes that call.


Poem Details | by Gabrielle Caudill |
Categories: death, heaven, jesus, july, love, mom, mother,

Goodbye

You left us on the Fourth of July
Now my heart is filled with unexpected pain
I remember when you would say to look at the sky
To find the moon, now that is on memory lane.

You would sing us the sweetest lullaby
Even though you were far away
And simple phone call to pacify
The miles traveled in a day

But ever since the day you've been gone,
I've succeeded in many things you'd be proud of
It has been so hard for us to move on
I just keep thinking of you up above

No matter the miles that keep is apart
You will forever and always be in my heart.


Poem Details | by Connie Moore |
Categories: child, courage, daughter, dream, education, love, relationship, graduation, july, love,

Kathy

Today I Have to Tell You
How Very Proud I Am
Remember How it Used to Be
How You Hit the Big "Grand Slam?"

Then You Went out on Your Own
And Set the World on Fire
You Beat the Odds and Won
It Was Your Hearts Desire

Oh to See You Fight
When Things Got in Your Way
I Really Couldn't Ask for More
But There's Something I must Say

Forever I Shall Love You
I Love You like No Other
I Hope You'll Always Need Me
Because I Am Your Mother


Poem Details | by Brian Otoole |
Categories: age, beauty, bird, courage, cry, dedication, depression, dream, feelings, forgiveness, giving, god, growth, image, inspiration, jesus, july, lost love, love, memory, men, music, pain, places, poets, prayer, rain, sad, sad love, sky, sorry, spiritual, spoken word, star, success, sun, wisdom, words, write, writing,

Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
branch 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
gracefully 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential


Poem Details | by Joel Thornton |
Categories: child, children, daughter, father daughter, july, life, love,

Daughter of July

DAUGHTER of JULY


Impalpable wealth - in family
My children, are my messiah
The true road to immortality
Once dead - we disintegrate in to dust
Passing on this planet - to the ken we entrust
They learn our behavior, absorb our personality.
This daughter is a savior, and pure pride; 
without a doubtIncorruptibly
Pro-creation is the closest 
to God I have come.
So obdurately - Never
I bow to none, 
yet somehow worth
 has stoked provoking
life is worthy of living; 
when you begin 
living for someone.
Unconditional adoration
my biography, she’ll memorialize when my life is done.
Her birth has given existence a completion
Tragic or Comedic?
Now that I revolve around a new sun.
Given new reason.
My polarity has flipped
the center of FutureThe center of Me
Love is in orbit, my shade you eclipse.


To My daughter Mallauri Shade with infinite and eternal love and gratitude.


Poem Details | by Donna Bellfluer |
Categories: car, color, hip hop, jesus, july, love,

The Job of Paint is that of cream

Yes, Friend

cruising in the manner of an expert...
 
jaguar thats aquired that of the complex features.

similar to that of a racing team.

freshly painted, with the color of fallin snow.

the inside is creamy.


Poem Details | by Brian Otoole |
Categories: art, beauty, courage, faith, feelings, hope, image, inspiration, july, june, life, loneliness, lost love,

My love

        My love, is you 
       My love is pure of heart
     And with my love I give you my all
    With my love I won't shed tear to the cloud 
My love is everlasting can't you understand me
My love is like some roaring ocean just to have you near
  And with loves grace I abide by you
  My love will go on as long as you will stay
With the stars that shine for us as long as you'll accept
                   My love


Poem Details | by Arturo Michael |
Categories: appreciation, christmas, happiness, inspiration, joy, july, love, miracle, mother daughter,

Christmas came in July

Dear Santa Clause

This letter may come as surprise
I know it’s not December
There’s no Christmas in July
But feel so happy
I feel I could cry
Mommy’s cured of cancer
We all thought she would die

So the presents, ones that I asked you to bring!
Give them to someone special
Best gift was having mommy home again

And Santa...
If not too busy, give this message to my friends
Say hello to Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blixem..  Please tell Rudolph I miss him 
Can hardly wait to see him again

Thank you so much, MrSanta Clause
Excuse the teardrops that fell from my eyes
I'm just so happy
Christmas came in July

I'll miss you so much this Christmas....

Christopher Rose



Poem Details | by A.E. Rivenbark |
Categories: love

July Noon

High noon in July
Soft whispers of summer love--
The rose withers blue


Poem Details | by Andressa Monteiro |
Categories: books, childhood, july, june, lonely, lost love, love,

Little poem and a red gown

She wears nice clothes and waits for the next thing to happen
No more hospital beds or quarterly syndromes to cry
Now that you’re gone - she's divine and she's fine

Rags and traps are washed from the tears you drop
And she wears them in a ballroom as a beautiful red gown dress..
Before you tell her to stop

Waiting for the dark man to dance with her
Oh, what a beautiful and sorrow pain that flows
Fresh, new, assimilated

Lovely ballerina
White lily
Timid young man

They’re in love in the starry night
Admiring the sky together
Wondering if this time they’re right.

Bright eyes.
Sweet smile.
And their affection can finally climb and shine.


Poem Details | by Thoubert Larus |
Categories: death, faith, funeral, holiday, life, loss, lost love, timehome, home,

fourth of july

Fourth of July..

Dead bodies, a cry
People must come back home soon…
Enough with the war!


To all of those brave men who will never be home to celebrate our Independence 
day this weekend, and the years to come!

Thoubert!


Poem Details | by Shanity Rain |
Categories: happy birthday, love,

July 6th

   Today is my Birthday, and you are here with me
   
   I do believe you were there the year and day i was born

   for my breath and heart is beating for you are with me

   Today is my Birthday and yes you are.inside of me

   I would like us to dance taka chance chance chance chance

   Today and everyday is my Birthday everyday you have been in my life

   I believe it was this day in Peoria, Illinois at Methodist Hospital at 11;04 am

   The day I was born, the day I fell in love, the day I took my 1st breath

    the day i cried a tear the day I've always been in love

    Today is my Birthday and you have been here my whole life

    you are here now , i feel complete , I've loved you all my life , I loved

    you since this day....
      
                             ~ Today is Our Birthday ~

   
   
 
 
  


Poem Details | by Vee Bdosa |
Categories: friendshipcar, heart, red, prayer, car, heart, love, me, red, i love you,

Little Red Car 4th of July

     LITTLE RED CAR 4th of July
I must reach into the deepest heart of you
and someway become a little part of you.
And I must touch you with the thought of me
if for just one time, then become a memory

Summer rain is falling, every drop is you
and I don't know why they remind me so of you.
I have written you a song, and between each line 
is an "I love you," from this poet heart of mine.

There's a little red car that was made for you
you will have a prayer everywhere it's taking you.
And if I reach you, someday you might smile
at how I love you, though you knew me just a while.
.........................
LITTLE RED CAR THE SONG
I saw you driving in the rain.
Then I saw you drive by again and again.
Wonder who you areI don't know.
But I love you in your little red car.

I wrote a song it's just for you.
If I see you drive by, I'll sing it for you.
Wonder who you areI don't know.
I just love you in your firecracker car.

I'm higher than a rocket on the 4th of July.
My fuse is burning for you.
I'm hotter than a firecracker--I'm gonna go BOOM!
My fuse is burning for you.


Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: holidaychildren, christmas, children, christmas, july, love,

A Midsummer Night's Christmas Delight

Big brothers, big sisters, many of whom
Had never heard the sound of children's laughter
Opening presents on Christmas morn
Planned a summer outing to a local theater

On July First, for children from ages six to thirteen
The curtain rose on a Midsummer Night's Dream
Pip, true to character, eyes shone with wonder
And nary a child's dream could be put asunder
As fairies danced astage like sugarplums through toddlers' heads

Especially the youngest, these children of single parents
Never exposed to Shakespearean delights in an enchanted forest
Like Santas we felt bestowing culture to a captivated audience
Hoping this Christmas in July would grant them a sense of permanence

All children deserve to feel such love and faith in visions magical
With love among forest sprites and poetry of dreams fantastical
Stopping for ice cream floats on the evening ride home
A nine year old with a fairy wand turned her friend into a gnome

And for a brief time these blessed children forgot their broken homes
The fathers or mothers who'd left them behind made no curtain calls
For children inspired by Shakespeare's fire could light up any hall
So they dashed away, pranced away, danced away all

As the bus ride came to a halt
The cultural presence that sprang from their hearts
Would outlive any gifts from Santa Clause
It was more than a deed done for a good cause

For one evening at least they had something more
Than children who lived in mansions
They'd shared beauty and grace
Gifts beyond most youngsters' comprehension

From strangers who did not through chimneys drop
Nor offer explanation
Great tidings of cheer that filled children's ears
Brought such jubilation

Big brothers and sisters needed no whiskers to beam with joy overcome
And yet as we disembarked and sent each sleepy child home
A familiar train, deer and sleigh, seemed to streak across the moon
The true spirit of Christmas on July First had made its presence known


Poem Details | by Amor Otong |
Categories: july, love, marriage,

Indulgence

A heart of gold
Love is to be told
A tiffany glass like made of
Thy color broke at best abode
Teary eyes, hiatus night
Lofty sentiments it might
Leaving the pastiche art of July
Reflection bygone she has to find!
Meres't whisper of thine precious diamond 
Hail! Lenity in my world!
Don't let me fall Jody
It has the heart of gold
Now I am very telling and cold
Luxury it might seems for me
But it has beauty like Aphrodite 
Depict no warranty
Indulgence all I can see
Will you marry me?


Poem Details | by Courtney Reed |
Categories: angst, animals, dedication, devotion, friendship, growing up, hope, love, pets, sad, love,

Gunther - July 15, 2008

My wounds are seeping
My heart still weeping
No time for scabs

The knife still searing
My mind still fearing
My body is weary

I see your eyes
And I realize
I've been missing

The undying love
A gift from above
Soothing kisses

Everlasting embraces
Always new faces
And they all love you

Sometimes I wonder
Sometimes I ponder
Your love for me

But then I remember
Ever since September
You've been my puppy


Poem Details | by Christian Guild |
Categories: desire, devotion, girl, girlfriend, kiss, love, romance,

Fourth of July

The fireworks exploding behind our closed eyes, 
They come to life with the spark from our lips.
We open our eyes and sway back and forth,
Looking at each other as if we will be there forever.
We pull in close and embrace.


Poem Details | by Stephe Watson |
Categories: love, onomatopoeia,

July Matinee

Tuck into the public
private seclusion.

My aversion to inclusion
includes a stub, a tub,
a carelessly careful curation,
a velvet rope, a hint of hope,
a folding chair, softened and stickied 
by foam and frothing soda spills.

A not soundless though talkless time.
My not soundless though talkless time.
My time oh my oh mine 

A excusal from excess tides:
the comings-and-goings of 
give-and-takes that
never slakes my hermit needs.
Let me receive, no give-backs,
Just sit and accept You do the warp and woof
You spin the yarn and weave the world.

Carpet halls and carpeted walls
lead me to a time lapse apse
a time and space machine
Take me anywhere
but
leave me here.
 

The lights come up-
Why do they come up, if
the rays pierce unwelcomingly this
Dark...oh this dark...a respite of shadow,
a veil of sightless cool, a shared shadow
Where was I? Oh, yes...the dark
I am drawn to her like a moth to the...
Never mind Ok, where was I?
Distracted from my vocation distraction.
Ah yes.
The lightrays roll up, fall short of falling.
Soon enough Not soon enough and yet but
although they do...soon enough that is.
Fail to find me, dim, and disappear into
the recesses of the ceaseless and recessless 
plain plane of acoustical tile.

I exhale, return this borrowed breath.
Sink into my seat.
Sync into my mind.
I settle.
The next breath borrowed won't long be mine.
It's movie time!

The projector clickets and clackets
The reel spins its racket
on wobbly sprocket
while spinning its tales.
The light is colored, uneven:
A rainbow, trapped in a kaleidoscope,
on a merry-go-round-and-round-and-round.
Cinematic komorebi; cellulose is
cellulose(or close, I guess.)  It's
unsteadily carrying sounds on its
un-there shoulders, throwing both at
a screen I cannot see.
I look square at it.
For hours.
Unobstructed, I stare.
And fail to see a screen.
Replaced as it is, there in the dark,
here in the dark, by bouncebacking 
Weightless and waitless Instant hinting, glinting.
The projecter pitches sound and fury
In a flickering circus of activity
It's throwing nothings in a palette parade,
a whatever-the-opposite-of-a-library-is of
Sounds...music, words, foley frenzy
Launched unemotionally and yet maddeningly at
A silent invisible visible screen

The thrum and flicker,
the Summer light.
The rising heat,
humidity,
career, bills Pick-up-milk.
Forgot.
The Candy Unwrapper, two rows down.
My sore rib.
All gone.
A story unfolds...
A story of a girl...

I am lost...
All is lost.
Only a story...
Only a girl.
Only
This

Girl.


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: hope, life, love,

Borne On The 4th of July

********************************************************************

Life, within a breath; I took this vile containing the world painting my vision askew!?

All its glitters, thoughts, wants and desires atop ashes to become; dust upon dust....

Turning it over that it may flow into the winds once again; forgotten waters now lost ~

While raising my eyes their smiling towards the sky anew; afore times rustic burdens 

These chains should they fall from the flesh aneath sight amid this cage, made night?!

Light to walk past what never was; covered by sacreds love; the children of promise....

********************************************************************

....“Borne, On `The 4th of July`” ~


Poem Details | by Aayushi singh |
Categories: boyfriend, cute love, emotions, girlfriend, july, rain, romantic love,

OUR LOVE WILL WIN

I sit alone and think of you
Of everything we've both been through
Silent tears pouring from my eyes
Like raindrops falling from the skies

It makes me remember 
The time we were together
On the screens of our laptops 
Silently hearing the rainfall

Weeping over the phone calls
murmuring, I miss you.
A bit we knew
we meant it through
the distance between us.

It has been a year today.
Look at us now
still miles apart
but the hearts held closer 
then before.

Maybe the distance
does not always become
the reason for separation.
And even if it does,
we'll prove the world wrong.

This love will win over the myth
with You and Me along.


Poem Details | by Stella Buendia |
Categories: anniversary, devotion, love, love,

July 4, 1996

  Five years today we were joined to together
  in holy union
  In the eyes of God we became one.You as my 
  bride with me by your side;so lovely and
  precious most beautiful than the world.
  We pledged our love in the vows we shared;
  To be together in love forever till death
  do us part.

  My love is high I cannot attain to it!
  Higher than the highest of all yet- deeper
  than the depths of any sea
  Wide is the sky,still my love goes beyond
  that and reaches farther on.So my Dear-
  with all of this I dedicate this day to you.
   Happy Anniversary from the one who loves you,
   Me.


Poem Details | by Joyce Johnson |
Categories: death, lost love, me, july, love, me,

A Cry From a Broken Heart

A broken heart can happen
to anyone at any age.
Mine came just when our lives were poised
to turn another page.
Twenty years of love and marriage
with three children almost grown.
We were looking forward to a life
with the two of us alone.

We had planned a short vacation
without a single child in tow.
Though invited they had plans with friends 
and didn’t want to go.
We would celebrate the 4th with them
and my birthday seven-seven.
Our July anniversary was coming, 
anticipation was a given.

The morning of July 4th he brought
my coffee to my bed.
I was off to work for a few hours.
“Hurry home,” was all he said.
I was finishing up the bookwork,
without a single worry.
The phone rangI thought it would be he,
just urging me to hurry

His friend had made the phone call
and he wouldn’t tell me why.
He said I must come to the hospital,
hung up the phone without goodbye.
A doctor was waiting for me
to tell me my love was dead.
My head spun and I fainted
without hearing all he said.

I don’t know why God took him
just before our holiday
or why my love was buried on 
my forty-fourth birthday.
A lifetime of loving dreams condensed
to brief report in this short  rhyme.
That’s how I know a broken heart
can come at any age or time.






Poem Details | by Dina Televitskaya |
Categories: friendship, war, love, time, usa, war,

From Russia with love!( for 4 July)

Once, many years ago,
When I was a schoolgirl, a student,
I, similar to many, was afraid of war with the USA
peals of thunder frightened me,
They were similar to the roar of guns.
I cried from fear and asked my father:
" Daddy, will it be war? The USA will throw bombs?"
But he calmed me, he spoke,
"New war with the USA will not be".
I trusted my father - he was at war in 1941 with Hitler and knew all about war.
At that time I could not even imagine 
that I might have so much love of the USA in my heart.
My first love - the American literature:
Mark Twain, Jack London, Ray Bradbury
My further American love - Samantha Smith.
The little girl from the state of Maine.
She too was afraid of war, as I sometime.
She has written to our president a letter,
And he invited her to Moscow.
All Russia loved this wonderful girl.
Now many people here still are afraid.
Many think that the USA is our enemy.
If they could know 
about my wonderful American friends!
Poets and children's writers,
Simple  American people.
They so are similar to Russian people.
They write verses and prose,
They fall in love and celebrate each weekend,
They are pleased and suffer - similarly to us.
At very hard time in my life
God has given me the true friends from the USA.
I so love them! 
I pray for them, and I ask God
to pardon them and protect from illnesses and troubles.
I like the USA, and I suffer because of impossibility to visit there.
My dear Americans!
I wish you happiness, good health and well-being!
Today, in Day of Independence celebrated in the USA.