"I once met a homeless man lying in
the beach sand.
The heat of it helped his chills, i dare not
give him a hand.
He asked if i could cover him with the coat
that i had to wear.
I placed it around his shoulders,
he looked at me with a heart warming stare.
A tear came from my eye as i asked if
i could be of some help.
A voice, he spoke. " I'm so thirsty, just a
sip of your coke."
I quickly satisfied his thirst and told him i'd
be right back.
Running to the nearest take out restaurant he
began to shout.
"Please come back, don't leave me alone."
So i stopped and ran back.
i held him in my arms. He took his last
breath, then he was gone."

"I love the calm of the sea.
it calms me.
The pitter- patter rain drops against
my window pane, gives me  sleep.
Crashing waves against the seascape walls
sets my body in awe.
A baby cry in the middle of the night, makes
me feel alive.
Thunder and it's lighting brightening the
late evening sky's, enriches my hearing and
my sight.
This is Mother's Earth's Entertainment, and
she gives it to you day and night."

"Saying Never only leads to Forever.
I will reach that time in my life when
i stop breathing.
Until then you are with me, even when
your not.
A candle light will glow.
Will you be the one to blow it out.
It holds a flame that burns inside of me.
There is no wind on the face of this earth
that will "EVER" penetrate the love that survives within me.
I live with Ever's, And Ever's.
They will lead me to my Forever's."......

"I'm sitting here thinking of there.
There is where i would love to be.
There, can you tell me where?
How will i get there?
What is it that's there?
Why should i even care?
What's so important that makes me what to
leave here?
Just a thought of being here, and wanting to go there,
does produce a little fear.
It's a fear of not knowing if you belong there.
New Jersey is the there of the where i want to be,
and Linda is of my care for whom i want to see,
but the question is. "Does she want to be with me?"

"You walk with-in my heart along the beaches
we once strolled.
It's sad that your not here, it leaves me bitter and cold."

"I open up my eyes, and i'm not with you,
living another day i hope to get through, without
falling down.
Cloudy days without the sun while you've been gone,
they blanket my mind making it so hard to find.
living day to day with only your memories
of how it used to be.
All the love we made with our fun filled nights, and
Ballooned fill days.
They are locked inside with tremendous pain,
unable to hide my tears that fall like the rains.
I would get down on my knees to see you
smile again.
To have you take away my pain.
Every step i take i feel you there.
To gaze upon a shadow wishing it was you
rather then my broken heart.
I'd sit at times to watch a couple walking,
and hear them talking, and there we are.
It's then when i know i'm alone, and think if you ever have the old
feelings of me,
and how things used to be?
I pray that you meet with me for only a night
to try bringing you back to remember.
For bringing you back to show you the time
we had it all together.
One more chance.".....

"I was taken out of the womb, into
the world.
Then placed in the Kingdom.
Born Again."

"What does her love do for me?
That's easy to answer.
When the blues in life enter me as
quickly as the rush of the winds, it
calms the raging sea's that only my insides
bleeds.
The fire in your soul, she's there to stop
the melting coals.
The coals that surround your heart when
the moods become cold.
Gloomy days with the darkest gray
clouds, Poetry"s Love sits beside me to
allow my sun to come out.
My words light up the sheets of paper to
the glow in my eyes.
The heart then becomes red again to leave
my blues behind."

God Bless Poetry's Love for all of
her Poet's!!!!

"Memories and dreams are precious
Things.
They're always there when you seem
to need them the most."

"I met a girl today, with just her picture in front of me.
Her beauty is so pleasurable, and so is her Poetry."....

"While in school, never dis-respect a nerd.
Someday, he may be your boss."

"I was given a gift that out ways
any lottery.
My WIFE."....

" My thoughts are like Sail Boats
Floating across the calmest ocean's."

"I once walked on the Jersey shore
Boardwalk
Looking out into the sea, I noticed
a seagull  looking at me.
He flew in my direction, and landed
At my feet.
I was eating a  hot dog, and placed half
Of it in his beak.
He took off quickly, and I began to
Think.
He never was looking at me.
It was the food he wanted to eat."

"Many are put in the ground
For trees to bare fruits,
Others sit on the land,
mostly to be cooked.
They all serve  a purpose
Providing life for us to live,
Yet we too were at one time
a seed planted by our fathers
also to provide, and give.
We may be called humans,
I disagree.
God's earth was to be a garden
to grow Flowers that became
You and Me."

"There were times that you whispered in my ear.
Telling me how you loved me,
and me thanking God for allowing me to hear.
Your whispers followed with a soft kiss,
always thinking how special of a gift.
touching my lips,
i dared not to resist.
We then parted, and stared with your fragrance filling the air.
All becoming a part of me, and the taste of you everywhere.
Now being left alone, but with the above that i write.
To have "Heard" you, "Touch" you, "Smell," and "Taste" you,
Are the "SENSES" that i could never live without."

"Cry me a river, that's what she has done.
After i dismissed all the laughter, romantic
dinners, the excitement of our forever lasting fun.
A lady with no emotion has no soul.
How much i tried to bring it out, her
heart was just too cold.
Too late to shed tears after i had given her
my relentless love for one full year.
Now she cry's me a river, tugging on my
shirt begging not to leave her.
Iv'e been through this before, but never
opening up the door.
I forgave,, only left standing in my tears that fell
to the floor.
Here it is once again. My blood rushing to my head.
The door fresh in my sight.
It opens. I walk into the night.
Time stands still as i breath in the early morning air.
I look up to the sound of a free flying bird, and me, also
there."

"I pray to you, and my words reaches
your ears.
I talk of my ups, and downs,
feeling that you are always so near.
I'm never frightened, nor even at an un-ease,
you've given me strength through the years,
You have brought me to my knees.
"My Silence In A Prayer" is only for you to hear,
bearing with me always when i have something to share.
Your plan for me may come quickly,
I know you may never make it not come at all.
It will be of Glory.
My Faith will never fall.
Now it is dark, and silent while you are near.
The day will come for me to meet you,
and then, the "Silence In A Prayer"
will become that of a cheer"....

"A day of rain with a fireplace at it's highest glow.
A wife sitting on a chair that she seems to call her own.
A book placed in her hands as she turns to the next page,
and me in the most quietest atmosphere while i day dream on a comfortable couch.
Silence fills the air, as i stare.
She takes in a breath as Happiness enters the room.
My mind wonders in it.
For it knows of our love, and understanding we share in these
times of silence."

"They are only heard against the fleshy tissue
of the woman's womb.
Kept from the ears of us who live, along with
the heartache for those who shall always give.
The rights of a puppy, or a kitten are shown
to us each and everyday.
We fight to keep them alive so they don't
pass away.
Is it their cuteness that we give them a brand
new day,
or our ugliness to throw an innocent child away?
This doesn't make sense.
God knew it when he gave us his law.
We destroyed his plan when we took it upon
ourselves to open that forbidden door."...

" Our marriage lasted 39 years, we had our ups and
downs shedding many tears.
At times she was SILK, and other times SANDPAPER.
I was neither. She keep us together.
Her softness calmed the mustang in me.
Her rough side placed me where i was supposed to be.
A soft cloth, and a scratchy piece of paper lived
with-in her flesh.
These two items made me a better man. They
brought out the best.
She rests in peace now, as i follow her ways.
Her being my "SILK & SANDPAPER" has left me
with wonderful, and brighter days."

"If your last day can be remembered,
you deserve another."

"She paid us a visit, and showed us her strength.
We sat in the darkness not knowing what to expect.
Our minds travels into fear, on a road leading us to it's despair.
And our heartbeats just a bit faster, shifting us into second gear.
In minutes we suddenly became aware of the strangers that are out their.
No longer thinking of ourselves, but thoughts on how we should care.
Yes Sandy paid us a visit, and showed us of her hurricane strength.,
but as her winds calmed down, we walked through the streets of the homeless,
And educated Sandy of our Human Strength."

"She's always their.
Pushing everything aside,
never forgetting where she came from,
her priority is too care.
They'ed lay down their life,
making sure their children would grow.
Never to think of herself,
so the blood in them will always flow.
Are you those Mom's that we have known all these years?  
Then your children are the Blessed one's
For it was you who fixed their boo, boo's,
and dried their tears."

"Monster Storms, fishes floating, birds falling from the sky.
Yes, something is happening here.
Social lives are shut off, but the computers stay on.
Our children loosing touch, their emotions turning into dust.
Yes something is happening here.
Violence, and corruption.
*** a big part of it too.
Ratings to the TV "CEO's".. What do your children think, and see in you?
Everywhere we turn their's a negative in the air.
The world is constantly complaining.
Something's happening here.
Terrorist's are all around us, a new gang being born each day.
Our streets unsafe, babies dying.
They need a place to play.
The power people made this happen,
they turn their backs on the crime.
All the good liquids in the world are now turning into slime.
They live their lives day by day,  hoping that the problems
would just go away.
I need to stop. I believe i'll leave it right here.
Only one question we all need to ask.
Is-----
                               "SOMETHING  HAPPENING   HERE"???

"A word of advice toward a question that
someday you maybe asked.
It has to do with pictures of you, and your
loved one that were taken in the past.
You smiled when saying cheese,
then you noticed a flash.
Both there with scenery in the back round,
still as can be, with no hint of sound.
Friends look on with the past
of both of you.
Then the question maybe asked.
"After the picture was taken, what did you do"?
I too was asked that question, and seemed to
never know.
This was a question that i needed to answer,
i just couldn't let it go.
Sometime had passed, and this all happened
again.
This time i was prepared as the picture
was in the hands of a friend.
I could of said many things,
at one time i was going to make up a list.
But my answer was simple. My wife, and i
agreed that we would always "KISS"....

" You walked my way, and passed
me by so I thought I'd say hi.
You glanced into my eyes I'm burning inside then you gave
me your smile.
I never believed in love at first
sight until you came along.
Shame on me, you made me see
How much I was wrong.
We talked for awhile then went
for a ride in my Mercedes Benz.
I felt so alive with you by my side
Praying for this never to end.
The years have now passed, and
I pour you a glass of an expensive champagne.
We look in our eyes how we did
the first time with silence in our minds. To touch each glass thinking of our past when our lives changed
on a dime."....

"So what that you lie to
the government.
So what if you don't tell the truth.
So what if you lie to congress, some
example they send to our youth.
So what if they jump over our boarders.
So what if they are caught then let go.
So what that they **** our children, it's
only about the vote.
So what if they bus them to our neighborhoods.
So what if we have to pay their insurance, the
rich and famous need not worry, it doesn't
cost them a single cent.
So what is 550% of war minded Syrian Refugees
are to enter our land.
So what if we applaud them with open arms, and
a Marching Band.
So what if they take our jobs and pay away.
So what if America doesn't see a brighter day.
So you, anyone of you tell me "IT'S NOT A SO WHAT"

"I once sold the same identical cars to two strangers
who lived on the same street.
One paid  $ 800.00 dollars over cost, and the other
paid  $ 200.00 dollars over cost.
One day they met and compared the Bill Of Sales.
Then they both drove to my dealership to question
why?
One was very, very angry.
The other was very, very smart."

"When entering a dark road in
your life, you must become the light.
Darkness will never reveal one's mess, in the
morning, noon or night.
Turn on the light for it to be cleaned.
We have all collected our dirt, never wanting
it to be seen.
When mechanical things breakdown, you pick up
a tool.
Do you become that tool when humanity
needs to fix a fool?
Don't run away, for your light
will go dim.
Stay the Course, you just may
prevent a sin."

"Last night i said goodbye, it's bringing out
my tears.
I sit in  hotel rooms, and nothing is ever clear.
I think of you, it rattles me because your not
here.
My thought's when you hold me, my insides do
cheer, as they ask me . "Will i ever see you again."
My time in different states, and countries. It's my job
that takes me away.
If only you were here to see the view of this beautiful bay.
I know it's hard to be apart, but we need to try.
Think of our beautiful children having to watch
us say goodbye.
I could never bare seeing that, i'll try to spend
more time at home.
Money isn't everything, it's never hearing your voice again
as i call you on the phone."

"Your Valley's are rich with your soil, i
stand in it,
Your winds that rage through me like a
herd of wild horses, I breath it.
You surround me with a force of courage.
Your Mountain tops standing at attention
with snow caps touching the bluest sky's.
You surround me with such a blissful joy.
My eyes have become yours, to see the beauty
that you have imposed.
You placed a soul in my created body.
Now i know you.
You surround me with, your precious love.
Yours waters, i swim in,
they refresh me.
I'm now clean in thought's..
You Cleansed me.
I Bow Before You.".....

"Red lights, green lights, a stop
sign ahead.
do you ever feel trapped, even the
sheets wrap around you in bed.
To walk across a simple street we must
look to our left and right, as if
we're being watched before the turning
of the red light.
We cross, and the people bunk into you
on all your sides while texting their phones.
You see a sidewalk rage break out, one
falls to the ground as if being struck by a
Military Drone.
Working in cubicles now that have 3 walls.
I remember offices with open and closed doors.
Our days come to an end, taking us an hour to come home.
Only to relax in your living room, and now being "SURROUNDED"
with the one's you love, baring in mind with-in the next twelve hours,again
you'll be gone."

"Another morning without you.
I don't know if i can make it through another day.
You've been here so many days before,
now i just stare, and wish you come to open my closed door.
It's been Gray Days since you left me,
My heart, and soul lost, not knowing where they should be.
As i sit alone with these bare walls that once held memories
of you, and me, pictures of places when in love, and free.
Everywhere i walk my imagination feels your their,
hanging on to my broken heart, that needs to be repaired.
And the sun don't shine.
I stop, surrounded by all the Gray around me,
with tears starting to fall from my face.
Take Away The Gray Days.
Let me see the sun again to bring me back to the days of you, and me.
Please Take Away The Gray Days, and give me back how it used to be.
For now i'll just wait, and pray that you,
Take Away The Gray Days."

"Stories been told. I know, you heard
this before.
This has a touch of class that will
be adored.
It happened recently so many of  you
may not have heard.
That's okay, you shall be the last, and
you tears will flow upon your cheeks as
the wings lay down softly on the back
of a hummingbird.
Adam who just received his license to
drive, found himself in a wicked storm.
A blizzard came upon him leaving school on
his way home.
Inexperienced with slick icy roads, his car skidded
into on coming traffic.
You all know the scene. (Graphic)...
Sounds like the end, but this story continues.
So does the Heart of Adam.
The back of his license was stamped, Heart Donor.
As Adam rests in peace, his heart lives in a 57 year
young man we'll name Tyreace.
Tyreace did something special with the permission
of Adam's Mom.
He asked if he could record the beating of Adam's
Heart for Mom to hear. Mom approved.
Later that month they met at the home of Adam.
Mom greeted Tyreace with hugs, and tears.
She was about to place her left ear upon Tyreace's
chest, but Adam quickly backed away.
Mom was puzzled.
Tyreace then reached into a shopping bag pulling
out a beautiful wrapped gift.
He presented it to Mom. Tearing open the wrapped
paper, she opened the 12X12 box.
The cutest white fluffy Teddy Bear with a red heart embroidered
on it's chest, and the name Adam under it.
Mom held it in her arms tears flowing down her face, and
not knowing what was about to happen when she accidentally
squeezed the Teddy Bear face.
The recording of Adam's Heart started to Beat once again
for Mom to hear.
You all know the scene. (Fabulous Joy)."

" I had toasted many in my life time.
Glasses of the most expensive wines, the
exclusive champagnes, and the cheapest of
beers.
Funny. Out of all, the  beers were the most
enjoyable through my years.
I now ask myself why? It's because of the
laughter.
Sophistication was always troubling to me.
Don't get me wrong. To each is own i always
say.
Joke telling, and stories that seemed to be so
crazy, many wondered if they were true.
It was how the story was told, Some were hysterical
you had to hold you stomach with both hands
praying that it didn't split apart.
Others were so sad they brought tears to your eyes.
That's when i new i belonged, There is where i saw
love among friends.
The beer drinkers. Happy, Hardy. Without a trouble
in the world.
Where are they now?
A question that is not to be answered.
No more pat on the backs.
No more. " Hey don't forget tomorrow nights
card game at Tony's."
No more. "See ya latter's."
Just millions of us sitting at our computers, and
maybe drinking a beer.
To them i raise my mug with a toast.
"Happy to spend this time with you."
Michael....

"We forever praise the artists for the paintings
that they display.
The beauty of their work as the brushes dance
while revealing the waves ocean sprays.
A sunset grabs two lovers hearts staring at
the portrait for them to see.
Holding each others hands their minds are suddenly
set free.
Yes, we've had our Da Vinci's, Picasso's, and
Michelangelo's, but without the creation of Canvas,
Rembrant, and Van Gogh would of also been
two lost souls.
Yet, the true artist whom seems to never receive
praise. His creation of HIS earth became HIS Canvas,
and HIS stage.
His immaculate visions of beauty were given
to the earthly artists to see, but as for the paintings, they
were originally God's.
made possible for you, and for me,"

"We forever praise the artists for the paintings that they display.
The beauty of their work when their brushes dance to reveal an Ocean Spray.
The sunset grabs two lovers hearts from the Canvas for them to see.
They stare while holding hands, their minds are suddenly set free.
We've had our Da Vinchi's, Picasso's, and Van Gogh's , but without the creation of "THE CANVAS" would their ever of been a Michael Angelo?
For now we come to the artist whom never received any such praise,
yet his creation of Earth became his Canvas, and stage.
The visions of beauty was for the artists to see, but all the paintings
were originally God's, making them all possible, for you, and for me"..

" it only exists in the body of an infant."

"You try your best to break it. Living like a sculpture,
taking it's abstract form, carving, and chiseling with your
mouth with nothing to show for it but a chill as if it's a frozen
piece of ice.
Hands are not tools. The're made to hold. To feel the heat of one's
heart coming through, to melt the other as if it were a piece of chocolate.
Yet, she holds back with reasons unknown.
Leaving my mind with questions that i need to ask.
Questions that just may chip away the concrete shell .
Standing together in night's darkness, with the light of
the moon shimmering off the left side of her tanned cheek.
I asked. " Why not even a simple kiss, or a moment of a held
hand after six months in your company."?
Turning away with a couple of steps out of the
glorious moonlight. Standing in complete darkness, a
voice called out. " It's hard to love again, when love never
treated me right the first time around."
I then stepped into the darkness, softly pulled her back
in the moonlight, held her in my arms whispering.
"You are now in the light with a love the second time
around."
We kissed. Held hands taking a walk under the stars to a new
path on a concrete sidewalk."

"An evening of cool air surrounded by stars, evil
strolled the streets, and found himself in black folks arms.
They took him in as all believers would do.
Not knowing of his intentions, never knowing the Devils due.
He praised the Lord as the scriptures were being read.
His insides were of fire, as he thought of them being dead.
The hour had passed. It was all he could take.
Pulling out his weapon. It was a big mistake.
For the damage was done, nine laid in their blood.
Evil footsteps of blood running like a raging flood.
600 miles later he was stopped in flight.
Charleston in it's pain would not give up this fight.
Blacks and Whites have gathered to mourn hand and hand.
The Devil brought them together thinking they would leave
God's Promised Land.
All Good will come out of Evil. Something The Devil
will never know.
Yet, Charleston has it's believers with God's Love... It
will always show."

"The Heart Of A Bully
can never be revealed,
Until the *** of a Bully
is kicked."!!!!

" I ran into a homeless man with a bag filled with
empty soda bottles and cans.
They amounted to fifty-five cents, i
took them out of his hands.
I saw the anger in his eyes, as he began to
shout out his why's.
I quickly told him. "I'm here to help."
The fear went away, as he started to cry.
We talked on the side of the road. A
lost soul from the Viet-Nam war.
I too am a Vet. He now felt very comfortable
with every word i said.
I then opened the door to my car, asked
him to hop in, telling him were not going
very far.
I noticed his fingers, tanned from nicotine stains.
So i drove him to the nearest 7-11 asking what
was his favorite cigarette brands?
Kools was his answer.
We left, and drove to Mc  Donald's to buy
lunch.
We filled our stomachs, he lit a cigarette, and
said. "Thank you so, so much."
I asked if there's somewhere i can drop you
off? He replied." No, the outdoors are my home.
i'll be fine, and you Michael. You are one of a kind."

"Being 18, free and driving the highway is a
young mans dream.
Mine came true with the wind through my hair
without a single care, and the smell of the beach in the air.
Just down the road stood a man with his hand held high.
The Hitchhiker was in the place of me. Should i
drive by?
I came to a stop, i let him in thinking of how it used to be.
I asked, "Where you headed."? He replied, "To the church just before
you reach the sea."
I hadn't a problem until his question arose. "Do you know Jesus."?
That's as far as the ride will go.
I pulled over, and demanded him to get out.
He looked at me with a smile, and for years i never new what
that was about.
Now that my years have passed, and the Lord is in my life.
There was a day that my car broke down, and i now stood in the
road with my hand in the air.
A car pulled up, i hopped in and said"God Bless You" he replied, "Please
don't go there." so i just gave him a smile.
That was when i realized the Hitchhiker's smile.
It was a silent prayer."....

"The red light brought my car to a halt.
You looked at me, i looked at you,
the light turned green, you  turned left,
i turned right, never to see you no more."

" She sits in her favorite corner of the home
that imprisoned her.
Reading a novel written by the late author
James Alan McPherson's Crabcakes: A Memoir.
The book lays open across her *******, as her head
leans back into a deep rest.
With her eyes closing rapidly, she dreams of the
life that was wished for many years.
Only to be hurt upon hurt, shedding her terrible tears.
Never a fit in with the children at school.
To always be tossed away again, and again. Being introduced
to the word we call cruel.
The years flew by, never finding the right guy.
Her self esteem fell to the ground .
Always feeling safe running to her home.
Comfort became her companion.
Her friends were in the books she read, and
would visit places like the Grand Canyon.
We truly wonder what lies deep in the mind of
an Old Maid?
Shame? Rejection? Definitely never making the grade.
What i do know is that they serve, Some are nurses, whom
i write about is just a plain Maid.
She's also a child of God, and that makes me glad."

"Light, you have given me the
light, through your eyes that adore me.
Your arm's that hold me so tight, so
tight then others before you.
Deep in the night i reach out and touch you, your
body so close, so near.
Your with me, with a love that dismisses all it's fears
It's the light, the light that shines even in the night.
Rainbows of every color appears, mixing with my
smiles, and my tears.
Your my light, that rushed me away from past
pains.
Leaving the darkness with only it's ashes, and remains.
The "Light" that stays lit in my heart.
Like a child who needs it in his room every night."

"Don't know where i'm going, my life
seems to be in the ninth inning.
Roller coaster ride's are riding, carousels
are spinning.
Will my mind be able to put on the
brakes?
To liquidate the hidden tears, that are
about to accumulate?
Maybe a Daydream can place me in
a wonderland.
To a getaway with my feet slowly
walking through the beach sand.
I feel the ocean spray.
it's cooling to my face.
I look up at the sun, what a
terrific place.
Why does this have to come to an
end,
Putting me back in the ninth inning?
Because that's where we all belong.
To hit that home run, and never
stop running."

"I once saw a man collecting bottles.
So i greeted him with an hello,
and gave him five dollars.
His eyes opened wide as his mouth
said, "God bless you"
He then reached in his pocket, and
i thought he pulled out a tissue.
To my behold, it was a wrinkly dollar bill,
and he offered it to me.
This set me back, and i felt what he wanted me to
see.
He witnessed the shock in my eyes,and
said."He wanted to be a giver,,just like me."

"Don't you think it's time time, that
you  finally find the time, that you finally
find the time, to follow "The One."
Haven't you had enough time, in your
spare time, to think of the right time, to
follow " The One."
He has given you all his time, for you to
think of the time, for you to think of the time
to give it to "The One."
So, the next time you think of time, please, for your
own sack. Give it to "The One".....
God Bless you all,
Michael....