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My first book is out called Through My Eyes. I WANT TO THANK all of my readers who supported me and helped me surpass my first goal of 100,000 reads. Now my second goal was to write a book and I hope a few will get it for Christmas. Click the link below and please share this with others and with different collections. Thank you all for letting me reach my first to goals. You are my Hello Poetry family.

Carl Joseph Roberts

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She Is Never Far Away

I wonder what she would say
If she were sitting here today
Would she tell us that her pain was gone
That God had taken it away

Would she tell us stories of the past
Or of what our future holds
Give a glimpse of what's in store
And say she met the Lord

Would she know how much we miss her
Miss the love that she once gave
Tell us that although she's gone
She's now in a better place

Would she sit and talk for hours
Give advice on what to do
Crochet an afghan blanket
Then say this one's for you

Would she say she sees her father
Her mother stands there by her side
She feels the sorrow that we have
But must walk into the light

Would she say she knows our love for her
Hears the prayers each night we say
That she will always be our mom
And she is never far away



In Memory for my mother
M. Yvonne Roberts**
1938 to 2014


Poem by Carl Joseph Roberts
I love you Mom
Walk in peace with the prince of peace.
She Got Angel Wings Today

Today I lost my mother
A woman I so loved
She gave to me so much joy
A gift from God above

She said we should not worry
There's a time we all must go
Told us of the plans she made
All the things we'd need to know

I'm glad her fight is over
She had given all she can
She knew that she was ready
To meet her journeys end

My mother was a fighter
So much to us she gave
She lived her life for others
Made the world a better place

Her life it was so special
She was a woman I so loved
Raised five children on her own
Not once did she give up

I told her that I loved her
The night before she died
Kissed her as I held her hand
Felt the love she held inside

I loved my mother very much
And I'm glad she feels no pain
I know she went to heaven
She got Angel wings today


In memory of my mother
M Yvonne Roberts
1938 to 2014

Poem by
Carl Joseph Roberts
Doghouse Poem

Not knowing how to say things
I sometimes make mistakes
Regret the words that I use
And hope it's not to late

I ask you for forgiveness
For actions that were made
Knowing that I understand
The hurt inside I gave

I sometimes hide my feelings
But hope that you will see
What it is I feel inside
How much you truly mean

Please know you are so special
Your love I hold so true
I give my thanks to God above
Each day that I have you


Carl Joseph Roberts
Ok, make this trend and add it to some collections so I can get out of my doghouse for a stupid thing I may have said.
Pour Me One More Round*

Each night I go from bar to bar
Instead of going home
To drink away the pain I have
Now living life alone

Inside I feel this emptyness
Thats deep down within
I try to drink away the pain
Still knowing it won't end

All these bars they look alike
And I drink more every day
Wanting just to the fill the void
Make the memories go away

The lights go down and the bars they close
So I walk around this town
The memory of you fills my heart
An empty lonesome sound

These drinks I know will never end
This pain I feel inside
It only helps me to forget
But only for the night

So please one more
Pour me one more round
Help me push these memories down
Just pour me one more round

*Carl Joseph Roberts
Okay, guys its a poem about how I thought my father handled life. He drank himself to death many years ago. This is not a poem advocating drinking. I drink very little and can count on one hand the times I've been drunk in my life and they were all in my 20s. So If you like this poem, please add it to a collection.
A Salt Shaker Glass

*JustĀ a folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Placed deep inside the cupboard
Hiding memories of the past

I would watch her as she'd take it out
To read the words it said
Then place it back deep inside
And slowly bow her head

She kept it in a shaker
Hoped salt would heal the wound
But each time she read the words inside
The pain would seem so new

That folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Was delivered from the courthouse
To set her free at last

A divorce from my father
Who had walked away from us
She folded and refused to sign
Till that day that I grew up

As I read that piece of paper
From the salt shaker glass
I thought of all she gave to me
And felt the love inside she had

Just a folded piece of paper
In a salt shaker glass
Placed deep inside the cupboard
Hiding memories of the past

A folded piece of paper
In a salk shaker glass *

Carl Joseph Roberts
If you like share to a collection and help it trend.
Fast Forward

Fast forward because life moves on
We turn the page and our chapters born
The winds of change have finally come
Like a cleansing rain or the morning sun

Fast forward because life moves on
We share our hearts and love once more
Old memories fade and new love lasts
We look forward and never back

Fast forward because life moves on
The heart now healed and scars are gone
The future in focus we see the light
A path now taken to a bright new life

Fast forward because life,
Well because life moves on
Fast forward


Carl Joseph Roberts
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