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204 · Dec 2015
A midnight walk
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
A midnight walk
The clock hits ten I know.
A walk I begin to plain.
Down the road I will go.
To the town hall I will see.
The clock will strike eleven
When I get there.
Just a small walk I do think.
I might see a sunk that stinks
To the town park I will go.
Midnight thru the park with a square it might be
A plot of dead bodies at the one gate I will see.
All kinds of noises coming within the dark.
A crow i hear do cry what a surprise that passes me by
Now it's one and think I shall return to my bed.
And forget that midnight walks.
204 · May 2015
Let no man tell me no
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2015
Let no man tell me no
I stand as a proud American.
Let no man tell me no!
I stand as a soldier in the services as an American.
Let no man tell me no!
I fight to defend freedom as an American.
Let no man tell me no!
I will die for my rights and my country's freedom for all Americans.
LET NO MAN TELL ME NOOOOOO!!!!
203 · Aug 2014
I can't take you with me
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I can't take you with me
As I ready to died I find my self needing your smiles.
I can't take the with me for missing them will be such pain.
I can't take the joy of you for there is no joy missing you.
I can't take your heart for missing the beat would not be fair.
Needing you is what keeps me fully going. But I can't take you with me.
I can't take your love because that's all you'll have for me.
But I'll take the memory of use. To hold.
A 8th place Award winner
203 · Aug 2014
Need of healing hands
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Need of healing hands.
Dear God,
  Lay your healing hands on those that need.
May your hands take what's wrong away.
Don't shy away from this call.
We all pray for their needs.
Lay your hands on the sick
And take the pain from them to fix.
Lay your healing hands on their head.
Bless them as we pray in your name
Amen.
A 4th place Award winner
203 · Aug 2015
Heart, we will for get him!
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
Heart ,we will forget him
Heart, we will forget him!
You and I, Tonight and Tomorrow!
You will forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you are done ,
Pray to tell me I may remember him!
203 · Jun 2014
We Speak English
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
We Speak English.
No we do not need to press one for English please!
We speak English here.
Foreigners come to this land and can't speak a word of English.
Why do we need to press 1?
203 · Sep 2015
Not far at all
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2015
Not Far at all
We may be apart o'little one.
Not by those of yours or mine.
Too far to travel just to say hi and to far just to stay.
But with the question in mind we can find that way to talk.
You call and happy you become now you know we give love.
Lost love that has always been there from grandma and me.
A phone call away from love you'll be, so smile little one
You're not far at all.
This is for my granddaughter Skyla
203 · May 2014
In The deep
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
In the Deep.
I get ready to go into the water. Ready as I can be.
As I get in to the water, I splash a little on my face.
I jump around like a fish. In a dish.
I put my head in the to see. What kind of thing I can find.
In the deep, I go like a rock to the bottom I do fall.
I get to the bottom real fast.
I think to myself.
This water really isn't deep.
I'm in my bath tube in the to water chin.
202 · Aug 2014
Lost in time
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
Lost In Time
We were friends for years in school.
Who held hands and walked in the hall.
Those days just pass away.
We lost some time over the years.
As we grow old.We didn't
Know we were so near.
We finally we met once again
A friendship we do have
For it was just lost in time.
This is for a old girl friend in school . That gave me a boost to write after i show her a poem. thanks Jayne.
202 · Sep 2014
lost in the desert of love
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Lost In the desert of love
I'm lost, can't find my way to you.
I'm looking for you, but you are gone.
I'm alone here with a broken heart and no sign of life.
Even from your heart.
I'm lost in the desert of love without you.
202 · Nov 2015
Christmas with Christ
Harold r Hunt Sr Nov 2015
Christmas with Christ
I was setting on a hillside late Christmas eve.
Not saying a thing to anyone.
When a man came up along side of me and sat down.
We sat there for hours and said nothing.
The moon went and the sun came up.
The man stood and started to walk away.
Then he turns and said someday there will be world peace.
Then he left.
I thought to myself that had to be Christ.
For this is Christmas and he would have only known.What was on my mine.
202 · May 2014
Untitled
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Up and down, up and down.
Back and forth , back and forth.
Around and around , around and around.
What a fun day at the park!!!!!!
201 · Jun 2014
The snow is pretty
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
The snow is pretty.
In the winter time. It does snow so hard.
It falls so pretty one flake at a time.
All different shapes and sizes.
With the wind it blows a pile to the sky.
As it falls on the trees. It' makes me think.
How pretty, the snow can be.
We go out to play and make snowmen.
And angels of every kind.
The snow is so pretty.
197 · Oct 2014
The Morning clouds
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
THE MORNING CLOUDS
The break of dawn shows clouds in the sky as they look like islands of gray.
The sun peeks through the clouds with just a hint of pink.
A storm is maybe brewing far a way.
As the clouds now begin to travel away.
The sun is rising high above the trees as the morning clouds are gone.
No storm here today as the clouds go away.
The blue of the sky is just so pretty with a touch of white from the little cloud above.
196 · Dec 2015
Night pain
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
Night pain
In the night i get such pain
I don't know where it comes from/
But it hurts so much
Down my back and into my legs it goes.
My toes begin to feel it to
I can hardly walk.
Where does it come from I want to know.
My body just can not take it any more.
I think I need a new bed.
196 · Aug 2015
"I Know Where I'm Going"
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
I know where I'm going
I know where i'm going
I know who's going with me
I know who i love,
But the dear knows who i'll marry.
I'll have stocking of silk. Shoes of fine green leather,
Combs to buckle my hair
And rings for every finger.
Feather beds are soft.
Painted rooms are bonny;
But I'd leave them all.
To go with my love Johnny.
Some say he's dark
I say he's bonny
He's the flower of them all
My handsome,coaxing Johnny.
I know where I'm going
I know Who's going with me,
I know who I love,
But the  dear knows who I'll marry.
195 · Aug 2015
Where do the clouds go
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
Where do clouds go?
I look at the sky and I do wonder.
Where do the clouds go as they pass me by?
They move so fast that so time I have it hard to just follow one.
Do they move to the North or do they run to the South?
I see there was a few in the east and one moving from the west.
Where do they go when they are gray? And are they happy when their white.
Where do they go at night I may ask .
For where do clouds really go?
I just want to find out.
195 · Aug 2014
The dark
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
The Dark
In the dark, I can't see my feet.
I look around that's a feat.
I look at the windows but don't see no pains.
No moon tonight in the sky.
For the clouds cover it so well.
To make it dark.
I still can't sleep in the dark.
195 · Sep 2014
Walking with heroes
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Walking with heroes
I walk at night in the graveyard.
To see the headstones of those that are there.
I call each name aloud to be understood. And I hear them all answer yes sir.
We walk the graveyard and see so many from different ways but hero s the same.
The join our walk till day light comes each returning to their spot.
But not before I say thank you to each one of them.
Giving thanks for the freedom they gave and the enjoyment of their company.
As I search for those they say was my family.
I walk with heroes till then.
194 · May 2015
Soldier friend
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2015
May I stay with you my soldier friend.
May I cry with you till the last tear drop falls.
For may no soldier be unloved for the freedom that he gives.
May no soldier walks the heavens above. God will be you.
Let no soldier be forgotten, when the bell rings that no soldier will be left behind.
They all will return safe and proud.
A Award winning poem .
192 · Sep 2014
Moving on
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Moving on
You left in a hurry and I felt sorry.
You did do not say good bye. And I felt like I would die.
You looked sad, but I thought and I was glad.
Glad that I could move on.
Pass on to better things in life and someone that would not give me grief.
Proceed to a love that I can share and not one of despair.
Now you are gone I can say to you.
Move on and don't look back. Don't look back because there is nothing there.
No love,no happiness, because I'm moving on.
A 4th place award winner
191 · Sep 2014
When The Lights go out
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
When the lights go out.
It rains and thunders
As has as could be.
A lightning bolt hits a tree.
Out goes the lights. Pop and a bang.
Here you set with no lights tonight.
Nobody in the house not even a mouse.
The phone does ring and you jump
Almost out of your bedroom shorts.
Someone want to know why you have no lights.
No fire sticks to burn for light.
And you're scared to call it a night.
When all of a sudden you do hear a knock that makes you
Shout the lights are out.
You're to scared to answer the door but you hear a whisper sound.
That's what happens when the lights go out.
191 · Sep 2014
When the when blows
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
When the wind blows
When the wind blows I hear the sound of sweet music.
I hear the leaves on the branches move so softly in the breeze.
I hear the tapping of the wind as it hits the window pane.
The season it changes so fast as day and night.
Bring warm air to those summer nights.
Then with a blast, the cold winter air sends chills down to your toes.
I watch as those trees branches dance telling me the wind does blow.
191 · Jun 2014
If you are asking
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
If you are asking
If you are asking if I need you the answer is constantly.
If you are asking if I'll leave you. The answer is never.
If you are asking what i value the answer is you
If you are asking if I love you the answer is I do.
If you are asking will I marry you the answer is in a heart beat.
191 · Jun 2014
The mean man
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
The mean man
The mean man he comes from out of nowhere.
Wearing his mask of black.
He does not mean to imply a word. But you dread the sight of him.
He takes you by surprise when he grabs you outside.
He chases you to bed and you want to hide your head.
The mean man all dressed in black.
He'll be back!
TO GET YOU!!!!
188 · Dec 2015
What are your dreams?
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
What are your dreams
What are your dreams I want to hear.
Are they funny or about money?
Can they be scarey or are the a little hairy?
Do you dream of a car that will take you far?
Do you dream of a girl with those pearls on?
What do you dream of?
How about a dream of how to milk a cow.
If it's funny and not about money how about the Easter bunny.
Is it about someone you care for or a big old bear?
What make you dream of, no one knows but you.
184 · May 2014
When will I grow up?
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
When will I grow up?
I look at others and think of nothing but another day of being small.
I go to school and there I am I can't reach things like the others.
When I go to lunch to sit with my friends. And I can't see over the table to see if they are there.
I just want to climb the stairs at night. But get told, I'm to little.
I can't reach the sink. To wash my feet. So now they stink.
I need a boost in to bed. However, I bump my head.
I lay awake and really think.
When will I grow up?
184 · Aug 2014
I Write
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I write
I sit all day writing away.
Thing that makes since and some that don't.
A joke I write or one to make you cry.
One to make you proud.
One of a cloud.
One of a cat and a bird.
Trees and maybe a flea.
Writing is a joy to me!
184 · Oct 2014
How do I love thee
Harold r Hunt Sr Oct 2014
How do I love Thee?
How do I love thee,let me count the ways.
It stops at one because I'll love you to the day I die.
No words can tell you how much I love you.
No numbers Can be given to you for I'm the only one that will love you.
So how much do I love thee, just remember you're my Number One.
183 · Sep 2014
To many Lies
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
To Many lies
You tell to many lies to be able to tell the truth.
One lie for this,one lie for that.
One lie to cover that lie which was a lie to start.
Lie who you are or a lie where you have been.
A lie what you eat or a lie for what you lied about.
Even a lie about your golf. Or a lie to your wife who else.
Just to many lie about a lie which could be the truth if you just wouldn't lie.
183 · Aug 2015
Fire And Ice
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2015
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in Ice.
From what i've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think i know enough of hate
To say that for destruction by ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
183 · Jun 2014
When God Made Earth
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
When God Made Earth.
When God made the earth.He had the U.S.A> on his mind.  He blesses us with the freedom our soldiers provide us. He watches them and attempts to protect those he can. God has his hands on America just don't let anyone say that he doesn't. So Goodnight Mr and Mrs AMERICA where ever you are!
182 · Jul 2014
There's no ghost
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
There's no ghost.
The house sat on a hill
Old and raged it was.
Some say a ****** took place there.
I open the doors just so I could hear.
But no sounds were here for me.
The windows were divided and the blinds were gone.
The old ***** sat in the corner blood on its keys.
Then a loud noise I did hear, I jumped and turn and I thought I saw a ghost.
I ran for the stairs to look for. Nonetheless, it was behind me.
I saw a light in its eye than I knew it was not a ghost.
I looked to view and it was my dad. Time for bed there's no ghost.
181 · Jun 2014
Spring
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Spring
The grass isn't brown no more.
The snow has melted away.
The leaves are here on the trees.
As the birds do sing. With great joy.
I seen the children play with thier toys.
As they tell, it's spring once more.
Two lovers they walk hand in hand in the park.
As they wait till, it's dark.
They kiss and say what a nice spring day
181 · Sep 2014
It is that time of year.
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
It's that time of year
As the cold starts to settle in these days.
I begin to think it'that time of year.
Watching the leave fall to the ground
As the birds fly south, they will be gone.
The ducks are near the pond, but the water too cold to swim.
People fill the stores As toys leave the shelves.
Main St is all lite up with lights of the season that is about to come.
The wind brings the cold of snow. As it covers the leaves on the ground.
Children are playing on the hill. A snowball fight is always the thrill.
Smoke from the chimney fills the air and your noise.
As you put your sign in the yard
Saying Merry Christmas To All.
Yes, It is that time of year.
181 · May 2014
THE RACE IS ON
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
The Race is on.
When I was a kid we resided in a big house.
My family continued to be in a hurry.
One day I was going down the hallway. Towards my room.
When all of a sudden my sister came with a charging.
She was running like a jack rabbit.
She yelled out of my way.
I made a dash to the door.As I heard footsteps coming behind.
So the race was on. Down the hall to the door.
I made it and closed it behind.
She yelled hurry up. I yelled I just have to ***.
178 · Dec 2015
Star people
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
Star people
When I look at the sky at night
I wonder if the stars of people we have lost
I wonder if they are looking down on us from heaven above.
Are they watching us at night?
As they shine so bright.
With star to the north that shine the brightest of all
It tells me that the good lord is watching so close to me.
Star people they watch each night and they so bright.
But you can't pick just one. For the heaven is full of star people from above..
178 · Aug 2014
When the moon goes out.
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
When the moon goes out
I always wonder where the moon goes
When the sun comes out.
Does it go to bed?
Does it play hid and seek?
When the moon goes out where does it go.
Does it go in the clouds? I really want to know.
If it is made of cheese who eats it all?
I want to know where it says I really don't know.
Does the man in the moon turns off the light.
I know it shines real bright.
When the moon goes out what happens then?
176 · May 2014
Today somewhere
Harold r Hunt Sr May 2014
Today somewhere a gun killed somebody. It does not really matter who it was that  did it. It could have taken place on the streets of the USA or in some war hating country overseas. But the question my friends is. Do we give up our rights to bare arms here to save a life or to let some war hater **** us?
Somewhere today we lay to rest . A child, a bother, a sister or our father and mother.
Today somewhere a gun goes quiet! A body lays dead, A person cries," When will this stop?"
Today somewhere in this world.
Today somewhere a gun killed somebody. It does not really matter who it was that  did it. It could have taken place on the streets of the USA or in some war hating country overseas. But the question my friends is. Do we give up our rights to bare arms here to save a life or to let some war hater **** us?
Somewhere today we lay to rest . A child, a bother, a sister or our father and mother.
176 · Sep 2014
Winter
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
Winter
The snow blows across the open fields.
The lake is beginning to freeze.
The plows set still as the snow is falling.
Cars are hard to find them under the white of snow.
People are buying all the bread and milk.
As the only warm place is the fireplace.
The wind it howls an ugly sound as it hits the window with snow.
The door you can't open for its frozen shut till morning.
There will be no school for the roads are closed.
It's so cold the dog doesn't want to go out.
Winter time in N.Y. is such a joy.
That's why I moved south.
176 · Jun 2014
From The Mind
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
From In the mind
Form in the mind.Comes very thoughts.
Thoughts of good and thoughts of bad.
Thoughts of power and thoughts of fools.
From the mind only you can tell the thoughts you may have next.
The Mind a wonderful thing
Or just something that we can play ball with.
No you can't read the mind because it changes all the time.
From in the mind ThoughS!!!!!!!!!
176 · Aug 2014
IF
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
IF
If
If I was to take you to the moon.
Could we be back by noon?
If I was to take you to the fair.
Would you really care?
If I was to buy you a hat.
Can I have my cat back?
If the small word with big meanings.
If you know what I mean.
Harold r Hunt Sr Jun 2014
Second round is better than first.
Some say getting married for the first time is hell.
I believe they are correct.
Getting married to someone fast or someone you really don't know
Can bring hell to the bells that made her to do.
Now the second time you have a little time to look
Though the book to see what you want.
A girl with a southern smile maybe or a girl from the north with a cold heart.
But the second is better than the first just look..
175 · Jul 2014
The night
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
The night
Deep into the night I do walk.
Just to hear the animals talk.
The barking of dogs and crying of cats.
Into the night I walk.
Over hills and pass  a church
Hear the wind blow, the bell so softly.
As i walk deep in to the woods i hear a owl
Hoot to see if I can hear.
The night grows darker as i walk
But now no one to talk  
The animals become quite
173 · Jul 2014
There are heroes
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
There are heroes
There are a lot heroes out there.
Some are well known and some are not.
But the only hero that there should be is
God.  He empowers our needs,
Gives us our life as we see.
God is a hero because.He is with us.
No he doesn't get money for doing so or a march down main st.
But every day he does react to our prayers.
And when answers, he remains our hero.
So to have a hero yes I do GOD Is my Hero.
First place write on poetry soup.com . please read all my poems here and comment please.
172 · Jul 2014
Lovin you
Harold r Hunt Sr Jul 2014
Loving you
Loving you for years is the only goal my heart can have.
Loving you is not race to determine who it is.
For only, you can be the one that I love.
Days, months, years still to come.
I will love just you.
Loving you today looks a lot like yesterday.
For no change in loving you will ever happen to me.
5th Place Award winner
172 · Sep 2014
This is the end
Harold r Hunt Sr Sep 2014
This is the end
I saw the look on your face it was one of dismay.
I seen that you seen I knew this relationship was over.
No more happiness,no more joy.
All gone with these last words.
This is the end.
Goodbye is a hard word , it's over is just a tail
So long can't make amends.
This is the end.
Get a taxi.Or take a bus.
Just go anyway you want.
Close the door just don't damage it.
As it hits you in the end, you'll be gone.
So now I can say. THIS Is The END!
171 · Aug 2014
I write poetry in my sleep
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I write poetry in my sleep.
I lay down as to close my eyes.
I see letters marching one by one.
Onto the paper they do go.
I know from my dreams I write them in my sleep.
A poem of sadness and one of joy.
One of trees and one of being free.
Each word goes in to place to forma poem you do read.
I write poetry in my sleep just to put it here.
170 · Aug 2014
I will not be taken down
Harold r Hunt Sr Aug 2014
I will not be taken down.
Strive to uphold my rights. To keep my faith in God.
And stand my ground.
For I will not be taken down.
I do not hate those that fight for the things they have great faith in.
For if I did they would take me down.
I stand for freedom love and joy
But I will not be taken down.
I am an American And no body will take me down!!
167 · Dec 2015
The walk
Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2015
The walk
I walk these streets all alone.
No one knows who I am.
They don't say a word to me.
I do the same to the.
I watch as they all do sins
For what I die for.
I walk and listen to their troubles.
And think of a way I might help.
Gun, ***** and *** they do.
But I say no words and keep on walking.
No one to keep my hand.
No none to share my troubles
For I care for their troubles on my back.
As I walk these streets.
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