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Why
I tossed
& I turned.

Why is this lesson,
So hard to learn?

Each eye awake
& reminiscing over
Every single one
of Life's mistakes.

Right or Wrong ?

My family
My youth
My Integrity
My cowardice
My serenity
My complacency
or lack of generosity
& indecision
or was it apathy
love, hate, sympathy

that She had for me?

I think about
my place,
my plate
this space
&
the belittling
of Me
or just being irate....

Why should/did I change?

when in my Mind
its memories
its pain
its emotions
for Heaven's sakes
make it complete
Not deranged.

Psjwebber
(14 Oct 21)
Forgotten
is
To be ignored
stabs deeper
cuts more...

No recognition
No concern
No control
Less than Nothing

Father Time
took his toll…

Left behind
No one remembers

wrinkles and scattered
Grey…
A Man once
I might drop her
A joke
Youth laughs…

publicly humiliated
considered weak
stood up
& abandoned
the party is over
whiskey & wine
never dulls
the pain of
Being lost
Being ignored
Being Forgotten.

Psjwebber
(21 October 2020)
Our
Teeter totter
On the see-saw
  Made us wonder
  Made us awe
Belief in miracles
& the impossible
Before the Fall.


Prince S J Webber
(4 June 2020)
the morning walk
mindful glances
alone we talk

crushing leaves
beneath our feet

ambience
from last night
& now the day before
the stillness keeps

captured here
With
promises beside
an open door

closely following
You
between the trees
down the path
& going wherever
We please

Our hopes
Ours dreams
&
crossed over
fingertips
touching You
Soft warm lips

Washing your toes
at our favorite stream

Listening
understanding
& knowing what it
explicitly means.

We connected
limbs intertwined
telling the tale
& letting go

deciding for myself
Your the One...

So,
we'll take it slow

Psjwebber
(10 Nov 21)
Soft dark,
long legs of a gazelle,

Shapely buds of womanhood
Peek out at us like sundrops
between palm tree leaves.

***** curls worn like a crown.

At the ready!
She runs & leaps

Sandals upon the sand
& grassy knoll near the water's edge.  

Sun bathes brooks
naughty boys not hesitant
to stare with longing looks.

with eagle’s eyes
she knows
which way to go!

By:   Prince S.J. Webber
06 AUG 17
Black Youth
Prince SJ Webber Dec 2024
Soulmate

There is a longing in my Soul:

For that which is unconditional,
The unrelentless colloquialism
Expressions for desires knowing that

I alone belong to You,
As we share each other’s thoughts,
Blessed in its closeness
Or its intimacy

I am seemingly lost in my own troubles
And you are there too,
And my Heart beckons me to smile..

From the quiet tenderness in your eyes,
So dark and yet so full of life
With a little girl’s laughter
Inside the body of a woman filled

With so much joy that touches my very Soul
To the point of opening my Heart,
Free my spirit, giving it Wings
And allowing it to Fly...

Leaving me caught up in the rapture
Of your Youthful and teasing looks,
Wanting glances, or blatant familiar stares,
Seemingly so long ago, saying
“I want you.”

Soothed only by the passing of time
Held by dreams of lovers,
Thoughts of playful indecision,
The need to adore you,
The desires without justification
To bring you pleasure…

While holding and watching you
In its release of a thousand deaths;
Submersed as one,

As if for an hour,
A day, or a hide away weekend
Or fiery embers
That left us glowing
eternally from within

I remember when the first time
I saw you…
Seeing You happy,
My heart tells me
That despite its sadness
Today is like that day.

Psjwebber
(10/18/02)
4 Abba
Prince SJ Webber Dec 2024
Remembered Love for
(Victoria Delores Starnes)

I hear your kind whispers
in the breeze of spring
upon the summer wind.

I feel the gentleness of your touch
like a cool swirling brook
flowing across my skin.

I taste the sweetness of your lips
in every ripened berry, fragile
piece of fruit.

I hold you love
and beauty in child like chase;
running and laughing
in my heart of butterflies
in delightful pursuit.

(Psjwebber 5/31/21)
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