Momentum on a new high
This election surrounds you and I
Words beyond inspiring words
A mouth clearly stating I want to be heard
I will not mention any names
I will become a target being the blame
One politician has the right idea
Taking the opinions words away from hassle fear
This is the United States, as we must preserver

Every given moment of a rich opinion doom seems to get ever so close
Yet supporters want to boost
The separation of defend being most
This is happening coast to coast
From sea to shining free
This goes for all citizens including me
Justice for all regardless of color and creed
The Civil Rights Movement is what enabled America to proceed
It was injustice being an outcry need
Yet a certain voice wants to separate what an individual feels
But is this Presidential running mate for real?
Yes fellow Americans, the running mate wants to put a rock in your roadblock
But the encouragement to all, rock the vote
This is a serious election and shouldn’t be a mockery or joke

America must strive
Its not a matter of some have, and others have not
The White House can’t be a scene of a plot
We as voters must tie this knot
Thoughts are many, but outright uncanny
Stop the hate, but let’s come together in relate
It’s America and the world in how we communicate
This election surely must illustrate
Please vote in November before its too late
Our vote will determine our fate
Make November your date
The true President must be our Ambassador
However, we don’t need a matador
We had enough of all this bull
America’s cup is too full
Vote while you can, and question why you can’t
In any event, make it your chance
Voting is the only way we all can advance.

Salute
America came through
Jubilee Purdue
Making history
Another year
Being a preserver
America strong
We the people
Gathered together
From Towns to Major cities
Shining seas with blowing breezes
America then and now
Battles that came with victories
America’s story
Red, White and Blue glory
Happy Birthday America
Star Spangled venture
Fireworks and all, what a delightful picture
America America all to see with excite
I am proud to say
Happy July 4 being your day
Let’s party!

On any given Sunday,  you will find bible teachings to the homeless and people who have no place to go all happening within the Port Authority Bus Terminal
But there is more
Sunday Preaching’s to the misfortunate
God’s word in giving them inspiration to understand
Spreading at the same time God’s gospel throughout the land
A teacher and several listeners
One could call the teacher a parishioner
Today everyone needs the gospel in order to preserver
But the gospel doesn’t stop at the bus terminal
The fact it extends into the AMC Movie Theater with church service at 11:00 am
No movies are shown where the church service is
It’s nothing but the word of God
The bible doesn’t state teachings have to be in a secrete place
The bible can even be taught in your own home
But understanding has to start somewhere
It’s the here or there
Today, it’s vital that everyone understand what god is trying to say
Sinful nature is not ok
The word of God is about accepting from one’s heart
It’s a start, but shouldn’t end
It’s an enrichment that should begin
So you thought the movie theater was about entertaining
Part of that will still remain
However, the spoken word taking aim
So the misfortunate will not be able to blame
They will have the opportunity to open their eyes and sustain understanding
All it takes is one to come to Christ
Praying and encouraging is the best advice
So Bus Terminal and AMC, you have the right idea in gospel fellowship
But it’s the gospel and nothing but the gospel being the tip.

This is more than an honor
It’s the words of every muse
It is also encouragement that everyone can use
Your mind in writing persuasion
Had everyone thinking being the indication
The dialog that had a route
The amazement in being a surprising shout
A phase that certainly captivated your amaze
Hearts deeply touched
A moment to just absorb
Then pausing moments to think of
The award goes to
All of us
Let’s all take our bow and that is a must
We are the words that come from our head
We have established a solid stead
Spotlight focusing on our daily approach
At times a little humor as a joke
So poets unite
We have shown the world our hidden creation being sight
Congratulations to all of us
Poetry is worth to make the fuss
Let’s continue to encourage others to follow in our lead
This is the time to praise and proceed
Share with the world your insights
Stand up and be proud
We are the voices and it is allowed.

The train has pulled into the station
Revelation the scripture being the indication
Attitude adjustment needed in meeting our Lord
This is no time to sit back and applaud
The hour is coming near
I am not trying to create fear
I want your life to be fulfilled in preserver
Seek Christ while he can be found
Think salvation and be Heaven bound
The earth is secrete ground
The eye’s of Christ is all around
Where will your soul be for eternity?
I am giving you true reality
The Train Conductor says all aboard
Destination Heaven to meet our Lord
Has your soul been relayed?
No ticket needed to explore
Glory Hallelujah for sure
Make sure your name is on the list
An everlasting trip you don’t want to miss.

Poet’s words capturing the reader’s heart
A story dialog that makes its mark
The heart of another that the Poet to whom he wishes express
Heart to heart being a true confess
Poets are who we are
Our ideas of words and thoughts have travelled far
But it is the Poet who always says it best
We are more than a phrase on a baseball cap
To get our attention just do a shoulder tap
The Poet in telling their story that will amaze
A moment of have you heard
Happiness in one verse
Desperation being controlled in reverse
The Poet’s angle alone
Encouragement that the Poet wants to be known
To the reader, it is actually being shown
A Poets enduring piece
A charmer who wants notions to be released
So heart of the inner soul
Words that come from a faceless hole
It’s line by line being the scroll
It is the entirety being the whole
The writing Queens and Kings being the majesty of the “Heart of the Poet”
Refreshing enjoyment and sentences being food for the soul
Poetry that never gets old.

Bodybuilder being involved
Living life fully with very little problems to solve
It’s the Bodybuilding training intensity
Fitness and Competitions a reality
Jeff Beckham’s muscles do more than just bounce
Pure mass at every ounce
Amazing Muscle Sponsor picking the right choice
Jeff Beckham your man being the voice
Amazing Muscle with emphasis on Nutrition
Jeff Beckham being the true champion in every accord
It all happened with the guidance of the Lord
Mr. Beckham always a Fan’s friend
There is never a wonder of when
Every moment when Mr. Beckham can
But what makes Jeff Beckham unique, he constructs posing  routine’s having ongoing flow
Jeff Beckham just let’s his muscles go
The fans all know
But Jeff Beckham provides an accelerating show
One Flex at a time striking a pose
Mr. Beckham showing his talent being suppose
Amazing Muscle got the right champion to represent
It’s Jeff Beckham and let me present
But as a Champion, he will go far
However, it won’t be always his car
Jeff Beckham, I hope you are taking notes
What I said is no joke
You have the blessings along with my vote
So prepare for 2019
Just remember to come in lean
Jeff Beckham, you are the new enterprise
You are on your way to stardom in rise
You have definitely reached your new frontier
Star Log, Jeff Beckham, just continue to preserver.

My writing ideas began to stop
My pages became darkness with no light
The blank page a plight
Yet I wondered why all through the night
My inner soul wasn’t thinking
My desired for writing was surely sinking
Will I ever write again?
Will my inspiration give me a new blend
But for now my writing is a pause at the end
Suddenly the skies became my answer
The horizon was the clouds in my writing being told
Slowly my heart had the urge to write in being sold
A very merciful voice said, “Your writing never really stopped as it was only a consequence off cue that intervened”
I was writing because I want to achieve
I certainly don’t want other writers too think I want to deceive
I write because of the gratification
I write, as it’s me in my masterpiece being my identification
My soul says continue to write
The other side of me says don’t write and let it be a plight
My pen guides my hand and says write and your mind will illustrate how much your words excite
A sudden writing call
This is my inspiration for all.

A house in the center of town
There were old quaint stores all around
There lived a Little Male Mouse
Oh yes, he had a wife being his spouse
There was a feeling of Christmas in the air
The winter winds that blew
The stars that shined bright on that clear night
But this story was more than a night to remember
However, the Old Male Mouse only wanted to slumber
You see, the Old Male Mouse loss his belief in Christmas
By somewhere, Christmas is going to be returned to his heart
The fact that the mouse was Old, there will be no giving up on Christmas past nor present
He just needed what Christmas represented
As the story continued being narrated of the Birth of the Baby Jesus
A lonely star giving direction of the Wise Men
The Baby Jesus giving hope to the world
Now that alone should make anyone’s heart swirl
But it is Christmas Morning when Children wake up and surround the Christmas tree of all the gifts that Santa dropped off
However, I hear the Polar Express in the distance heading back to the North Pole
Holidays Stories after another, but none are like the other
A Male Child who wanted to see Santa before dying of Cancer actually got his wish
A Little Girl whose Parents were killed in a car crash, but wrote Santa in a secrete request
Santa read the Little Girl’s letter, and it was granted
She wanted loving parents like her original one’s
It came to past
Stories of joy, hope and the possibilities
They all became realities
Well the Old Male Mouse started shedding tears, and shouted “Christmas I Believe”
The Old Male Mouse’s heart simply melted
No matter how cold you feel
Your own reality could become for real
Oh those winter winds
Santa is still on the job even when
The Old Male Mouse and his spouse had surprise of their own being a little mouse
This is truly a reason to celebrate
Happy Holidays to the world
Believe and always believe
Hope is what you will receive
Wishes do come true
However, I will let you think that through
Well Santa had already dashed away
But that is ok
Year after year, Santa will continue coming your way.

I think back on achievements I made in my walking miles
Dreams of imaginations during while
Struggles that were sustained
Yet having the inspiration that remained
Determination at every turn
Lessons through learning being experience
But through it all, it took endurance
Many Heritage achievers were my influence
Inspiration that could only come from a true achiever
There were decisions to make
Traditions to break
Stand strong and it doesn’t matter how long
Like my many ancestors before me, be determined and don’t tire
You have dignity and honor being the desire
Faith in believing in doing in value worth receiving
Abilities all surrounded by efforts
Hate from others being morality that you process
Negativity only makes you stronger
Didn’t fall to weak is a form of defeat
Pushed on no matter what the obstacle
It was a matter to either go over the struggle or around it
The whole time was survival and encouragement you can make it
Life is about fulfilling a commitment one aims for
It’s the confidence that makes it sure
Understanding one’s purpose and coming together with the outspoken voice
However, it is assurance in knowing that everlasting is marvelous, and the creed of shall and can being obvious.

The total body experience all inside
A moment on thought but not on hide
Think agenda’s, but move on stride
Christmas meaning more than presents
The birth of Jesus an everlasting presence
But the best gift of all is the breath of life
Nothing can compare and not even a touch of spice
You can keep thinking, but that would be questioning twice
It’s all being sincere within the heart
More than tears and far from fears
It’s that special closeness that you hold near
The word is love in the preserver
Help one another
Be like no other
Seek to continue to explore
Don’t ignore nor subtract being no more
Life is an open door
What you think is closed but is subject to sure
What seems in what it might not seem
It is your assurance in you seeing in the actual seen
Christmas is a time to spread joy
Perhaps giving a less fortunate child a toy
Bring joy to someone who needs joy restored
You are the fulfilled in giving
This is the key in living
A motto to live by, “If I can help someone”
Watch as you and the person see eye to eye
Tomorrow was yesterday, but the future will always be a new day.

I am going to try my hand in writing a book
I have shared my writing poetry and you all have taken a look
But writing a book requires being precise and concentration
I often think do I really have what it takes to write
At times I feel people are just being polite
When writing a book, I am not sure if I will excite
In fact, it might become a plight
Words will have to be just right
Sentences and phrases that should be tight
I want my book to have the rainbow and enduring light
This is how I feel perhaps I am making a big deal
Yet this is my thinking seal
I need encouragement but keep it real
I want to know how you feel.

I am glad you are
I am not
I tried wearing those colonial shoes
My feet have the nerve to just refuse
In fact, the term was “Pain, Agony and Defeat”
I tell you not a happy feat or better known as Feet
The only shoes I would wear being a Town Crier is Flip Flops
Colonial shoes back than
However, who am I too say and wasn’t born until after when
Comfortable shoes are my favorite word
Now have you heard?
Apparently not as I think
I court you in that wink
Painful Agony feet wouldn’t be my best suit
No being a Town Crier for me as there wouldn’t be any pursuit
Now the Colonial Town people wouldn’t want to see a Town Crier Cry
I ask you to look me in the eye
The explanation would be hard to explain
This Town Crier would only complain
Everything else would just remain
Uncomfortable Colonial Shoes would definitely come to their end
Relief that would start from when
Imagine passing information to the Colonial Citizens
I would probably wine up in prison
Nothing in reason than shoes that hurt
Arguing Feet
A total give into being defeat
Those Colonial Shoes I just couldn’t keep
In my eyes it just a clean sweep
It would be a Town Crier try
As for the reason, all I can say is why?
I don’t know how Benjamin Franklin and other Colonial Pioneers wore those shoes
I would have to refuse
Those Colonial Pioneers must have had feet like stone
But I will leave that alone
But History is History
As for Arguing Colonial Shoes that is a total mystery
My opinion in a final thought, I should have known.

I seem to have a mark in being a Greyhound Bus Company Employee
But let me explain in understanding so you can see
It was three years ago
Now this is a dialog so I will narrate slow
I was waiting for a specific departure being a Greyhound Bus at the New York City Port Authority Bus Terminal
My destination was Philadelphia, PA
It was an Express Bus
I was on my way to the Philadelphia Flower Show
As I was standing waiting for the bus to pull up to the Gate and Load
Too my surprise, a Travelling Customer was passing by and stated directly to me, I look like I work for Greyhound
Now even though I am a Greyhound fan, I made sure I wasn’t wearing any bus memorabilia on
The only thing I was wearing was my Bus Patches on my Denim Jacket, but my Coat was hiding it
So I wonder was Greyhound written on my forehead
What did that travelling Customer feel I was knowledgeable about Greyhound
Whatever the event, the secret was out
Perhaps being destined to work for Greyhound is what I am talking about
Imagine, From the Greyhound slogan being my version, “Greyhound and me, travel with adventure and take it from me”.

Poet’s words continuously pop out
It’s a pull of surprise I am talking about
Words that seem to creep and make you peek
It’s those sentences for the entire week
Inspire is written on the walls
Yet keep moving but don’t stall
As you open the door, a word of don’t ignore
You are in the Poet’s exploratory hands
Silent is the heart
A trail of words on the floor
Those same words encourage you in reading for sure
Accelerate, Illustrate and Participate
These are the values in how a Poet relates
It keeps the Poet’s thoughts alive and strong
The communications of words in where they belong
But let’s continue our tour
We have been here for about an hour
A Poet stands live in front and center
The Poet of motivation
Eye in point and phrases being the indication
The Poet wants to persuade with you being the subject of response
“I read, but I know I must understand opportunity in being once in a lifetime, but achievement is far more doing than a dream beyond, but tomorrow with a future to look forward to”
Now as we exit, I hope you enjoyed the journey down a Poet’s laird
Now continue being a Poet you always was meant to be
Continue to inspire readers eyes so that they can our inner heart for all to see
It’s a wonder yonder
A short walk from the mind
It’s a happening all combined
A true Poet is his or her own virtue full of inspiration being more than expressions, but establishing commitment
So long from the Poet’s laird, and just write with all the influence of care.

God who sits high above
It’s the glory and honor that I can think of
A man who died on the cross for our sins
His mercies daily that always begins
Biblical times from the days of then
Praising and joyful in being can
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost
The Lord is our Heavenly host
Yes, there is a lot to boast
I can call on the Lord 24/7
It could be late as eleven
Our own US monetary has in God we trust
The establishment even goes in being a must
You see, salvation is for you to explore
This is something that you shouldn’t ignore
In God we trust
This is something that affects us
A praying hand faith
A walk with thee
Being the light being the key and the beacon for all to see.

Going your way
At least for today
Harry the Turkey was trying a getaway being escape
But he was on an island known for the first name as Cape
So Harry ventured out
The thought of Thanksgiving is what Harry was talking about
Every year a possibility of the ax
But it was a known fact
So 2017, Harry decided to hitchhike
But will it turn into a plight?
So Harry is thumbing for a ride on Highway 18
Harry wanted to make sure he was seen and not hide
So a truck happened to stop, but wait?
It was an animal meat slaughtering truck
What luck?
Would Harry become the star attraction on Thanksgiving Day?
Well as luck had it, Harry would be sparred and not be slaughtered
So the getaway was on
The ride to the mainland was long
It was that hound bus being the get a long
A new refreshing breathing life
No one has to give Harry advice
An oven Harry will stay out
Let’s celebrate and shout
On the Dinner table on Thanksgiving, Harry will be out
But too some unhappy family, I see a pout
Butterball Turkey in victory
You got my story being Harry’s glory.

North and South at war
The breakup of Slavery being the score
Movement having a maneuver
The plan being a strategy
Ammunition creating destruction
It was a cause having effect
The act of slavery needing an end
A time for Freedom to begin
The names of Andrew Jackson Abraham Lincoln
The thought of Freedom in blockage from one’s means
Yet Slavery being a cause to reject
A constitution of Freedom
Years of divine wisdom
Ashes being the years far too long being a slave
The separation became the hour of change
The North was going to rearrange
A Civil War having a battle
Darkness of war no more
Road to Freedom became a life of explore
A slave being no slave thereafter for one to ignore
The ashes are only what it took to change slavery
But it was all handled so bravely.

The key to this poem is “Elevation”
Planning your destination for success
You proved that you can learn
Now excel and go out and earn
You knew education would be a role in being a plus
Yet it is the absolute must
Theories have approaches
Analytical yet logical
The purpose is to position yourself
Stability with a solid direction
Making sure your options are your alternatives
Negativity force stay away
Positive aspects being the way
Now your parents and guardians tried to encourage where possible
The lesson from the start was preparation for survival in life
Now that has come in being my advice
But here is something I want to share
“You go the learning angle, but go out and use what you learned”
Sounds simple enough
Yet put practice into action
Try to grasp the concepts
Adaptability in following suit
Intellect in seeing the reasoning
But feel proud of yourself in what you have accomplished
It becomes apparent in what you have established
Remember a craft is a talent falling under ability
Don’t give into defeat, but break through the barriers
So turn your graduation caps graduates
You earned it well
Through the applause its an overwhelming tell
Now go out with all your ambitions, and present yourself like a Salesmen and sell
Courageous you are, it’s your own elevation that will take you far.

I see a troubled world
Many don’t have Christ within their lives
Many are leading understanding within their own strives
Tomorrow’s arrival and future being everlasting still
Heaven who sees below and observes stubborn wills
Heaven’s movement being the show
God’s spirit establishing the flow
A world where a few pray
Some are living without salvation and are slowly decaying
It means you haven’t declared God as your salvation, and you will die with the Devil on your side
Where exactly will your soul preside?
Follow the trail from Heaven to Earth
This was a commitment starting from birth
The unbeliever being a loss soul time bomb
There could be an explosion at any given time
But salvation predestinates the bomb from going off and all the praises of resources combined
Even though I am high up in Heaven
I pray for a world that accept salvation still
I am giving you the opportunity at your own will
I want too see you all up here where I reign
All thou flesh will remain
The soul will be caught up in a Heavenly bout
Praises, Joy and Hallelujah is what I am talking about
Heaven being far from earth
A new nation forming a new birth
It’s riches of what Heaven is worth
It is also how stable you have made your salvation too become
My indication to people that salvation is not just for some
It is an open door to all too just come.

Just what is the Human Response test?
It’s a test to determine true friendship being a confess
But mine you it’s not a competition to determine whose friendship is best
It’s a matter to find out are they true friends or foes
This test will eliminate all the woes
Make up a story about yourself being a like a confession
Just see how the responses come about
But just don’t try to figure out
Your job is just observe
Then cut off false friends and give them what they deserve
If the friends are true friends, you will certainly find out
Now true friends will inspire you, and even examine yourself being the true friends given in the test
However, if you get negativity along with insults
Then you know it’s time to clean house
You don’t need any negative Human Mouse
Friendship is about caring and sharing
False friendship is about eliminating and ignoring
But it’s just so sad we can’t live in harmony
Let’s look at hatred
How many times have you heard, I don’t like you, and you think you are all that?
Perhaps I am all that and a full bag of chips
But notice, the haters have given you all the failing human tips
However, don’t you fall into their trip being a careless trap slip
Try the Human Response test, and let the true results confess
Responsibility is true living in being life’s best
Observation is the best natural test
Examine and experiment for yourself and don’t be surprised in what you find out.

Deep South
Word of mouth
The town had so much hate
Today’s world can relate
Separation
Black Man’s nightmare
All about fear
Tormented
Name calling
Woes
Blood that flows
The idea of being a minority
True reality
Just to survive
Attempting stride
No trust
Town of a past
Freedom at last
Shady Point
Didn’t inspire me
No dignity and honor
South scent
North went

My name is Abigail
I live life alone
My Parents are unknown
I am not famous
I have no fortunes
I am often abused on these mean streets
I have no place to run to retreat
I am poor
The streets are all that I know
I steal to eat for food
People think I am worth nothing
I never had a husband and never knew love of a boyfriend
Thinking back with having a life I could never take back
My teats are starting to fall
Yet all people can say is poor Abigail
I don’t dwell on self-pity
Yes I am surrounded being in a big city
Perhaps I have loss my way
The fact being I have no place to stay
The alley street is my home
It has no address but that is where I roam
I am a woman in my own right
It’s survival and I am living the plight
There is often darkness and no light
Faith is all that I have
Heaven above being my inspiration
I have weary thoughts and my eyes are slowly closing to sleep
This is my own soul to keep
It’s been awhile, but for now I must say goodnight.

We will have to vote for two Presidential candidates
It will be November being the Election date
This will require all of us to participate
I won’t mention any names
I will let individual track records in what will remain
Being the President is a very important job
It involves numerous resolutions to solve
This is a time where all people need to come together
Actually relate to one another
Separation is a thing of the past
It shouldn’t be a disguise hiding behind a mask
It’s decisions with precision
Debates in now one relates
It shouldn’t be emotions being a fate
Chief Ambassador in bringing countries to agreeable terms
Having understanding and a strategy to present
After all, The President is the U.S. represent
The White House is only a temporary resident
Yet during those four years, it’s about standing up to Congress to pursue
Always having new ideas to always look through
Remember, we must chose the true candidate to be
Then later vote with wait and see
A true change in what the U.S. people want
Not a voice being only a mire chant
Yet having a stature with personality to match
A theory being a well documented catch
However, always observing being a watch
Politics in the air
This was something I had to share
Keep your eye on the voting booth and let caution be your beware.

S – SUPERIOR

A – ADDITION

L -   LOVE

V – VICTORY

A -  ACTION

T -  TRUST

I  -  INDIVIDUAL

O -  OTHERS

N – NEWNESS

Clouds gather of an approaching storm
Yet in the wake, it is the Lord in don’t be alarmed
Strikes of lightening flashed through the sky
The rain came and I saw being a witness such as I
Suddenly the rain poured every so heavy
My heart was pounding like an overflowed levy
One last thunder roar
Then suddenly the storm was no more
The clouds parted and went their separate ways
Yes I explored this in a lifetime on this day
I wondered because the storm was ever so strong
The days seemed shorter, but wasn’t getting long
One’s thought only for a moment
One’s life departure in a second
One’s journey spirit in flight
What’s on one’s mind of beckin?
Has the storm truly passed?
Was the skies casting its mask?
For now the storm has passed
Can we live through another storm and be surpassed?
We must wait and observe
But the earth is loss in its own deserve.

An Edgar Allan Poe thrill
A house and a Raven on a hill
The house surrounded by a gate
A test of fright that won’t be late
The eerie feeling of a darkness fitting the slate
From deep within a spirits soul
Its wonders of fate in behold
The mysterious from inner after
A case of another chapter
A Raven flies in flesh to ****
But the question of wait still
It’s the moment of wait until
Echoing voices from within the house
The pacing of a frightened mouse
Lightening flashes through the sky
It is daylight and no one knows why
Yet the house has a mission
It’s the humans being under submission
Spirits are looking for soul’s to live in
A new life to live in
Yet on universal go
Blood thirsting being the flow
A house and a Raven maneuvering slow
You as a reader will never ever know.

The house walls seems to be closing in
One doesn’t have a clue in what to do when
One’s thinking living could very well be anyone’s end
If this house could talk and what would it say?
We don’t get many visits on any given day
Suddenly the house spoke, “If you enter you will be stalked”
Sounds like a run for your life too me
But let’s enter and just let be
As the house haunts
It’s bone and flesh in what it wants
However, I feel the house could be playing taunting
Ghostly creatures immediately pop out
My feet want to move swiftly and about
Get ready to run but on your mark
Breathe while you can
It’s a full moon tonight, and there will be a plight
Darkness with no light
1550 Center High Street, but with no good-bye yet
Yes 1550 Center High Street
The same house with a mystery treat
Yet you dare not take a peek
A house with several traps
The eerie feeling that will have you taking a crap
Many have tried to see what the house was all about
However all you could ever hear was nothing but screams and shouts
Lightening and thunder seem to surround the house
The house even scares the life of a small mouse
The house sits on a high hill
It seems too have its own will
However, mystery as it sounds, the house fits the bill
But just be very still
Happy Halloween Until.

A Poet loss in their own words
A point of no return
Ideas mounting like flames in an unbreakable urn
Sentences that prepared the words for take off
Journey through the Poet’s inspiration
The speed being acceleration
The Poet establishing a tomorrow
The pinnacle having a morrow
Being the steady pace of arrival today
There are moments when the Poet could go astray
Yet at that point, it is ok
The reason being the thinking in progress
A mind getaway would be considered like recess
A Poet’s thoughts are always on the move
Having everything to prove
A Poet being who the person is
Emotions the Poet wants to express
To the reader, it could be a sign of a confess
But always remember, the Poet holds the everlasting test
The Poet is the only key to their mind
No Pass or Fail
A straight line being direct to the Poet’s trail.

More than a dog
More than a Hound Driver’s written log
It surrounds a Hound bus
Greyhound gave me that nickname and I took it as a plus
It’s my passion for the Greyhound bus
My enthusiasm that might be to some people what is the fuss
Houndman Cometh yes I have been named
But inspiration that shall remain
Houndman Cometh not a name for hounding around
It’s my personal preservation that can be found
My own destination being solid as the road
My direction being beyond flashing lights
I am Houndman Cometh and don’t need to be polite
No bones about it in approach
It’s not a speech that I spoke
My love for animals and the hound
The shout of “Houndman Cometh” being the sound
I have arrived with the appropriate name
The buddy system has taken aim
What makes Houndman Cometh unique?
The name just sounds neat.

It was time people forgot
It was at a party where people got their drinking shot
The night was young
It was time to have fun
The moon was bright on the streets
The moment caught people in a tweet
Suddenly the earth did a reverse
What was truly happening too the earth
The world was changing
You could say the environment was rearranging
There was panic circling all around
Yet the streets were where people could be found
There was cracking and echoing sounds
Immediately the sun seemed to turn black
The sky was evidenced in what was lacked
The theory of scientist of who weren’t really sure
But this was something they needed to explore
There were waves rising higher than the shores
This phenomenon could no longer be ignored
Time was revolving
But no one has any reason in solving
Suddenly without warning, a miracle did a reverse
The earth didn’t become its own hearse
The quarter turn wasn’t the first
What will happen in the future, could it be for the worse?

This was a nickname Greyhound Bus Lines gave me
I take honor and pride
It’s the inspiration behind the Greyhound ride
Houndman Cometh means at Greyhound I have arrived
Houndman Cometh and Greyhound both being a loyal connection
The Greyhound Bus name an appreciation
Houndman Cometh being my sole identification
Intrigued with highway buses you may not know
I am not trying to put on a show
I am only illustrating in putting you in the know
Houndman Cometh has nothing to do with ***
It’s not even associated with Fedex
Houndman Cometh being a totally related to the Greyhound Bus
So now you know in me being honored to be Houndman Cometh
Greyhound Bus Lines making it all possible
I am destined being my arrive
But for now, Houndman Cometh, I will take in my stride.

What I thought was my life being a dream
I was trying to find reality in what did it mean?
Windows around my house would often crack and smash themselves
I would often see fragment pieces on the floor
But somewhere in my life was a pattern in not being sure
A thought of uncertainty
However, I am back to finding reality
Yet the self being with shattered hope
But it is a mechanism that one must cope
Shattered with the message in pieces bringing my life back together
It doesn’t have to be a dark cloud hanging over
I was meant to live a life
I am my own advice
However my tears are starting to fall
But I need to end this shattered once and for all
Life is what one puts in
Make life continual and not a begin
Shattered becoming a reason to survive
The message is clear with be thankful that I am yet alive.

Thank you for bravery and courage
Your service well deserved
You are proud to serve
You are a Soldier distinguished
Your mission being an assignment being a try
Don’t stop on the battlefield to cry
America’s protection in the mist
No boundary will ever separate us
Eyes on detail an absolute must
The Flag illustrates your dignity and honor to be a Soldier
It doesn’t matter rank nor being military retired
A Veteran is a Soldier for life regardless
Your honor I always pray
Faith is the key every step of the way
Being a Soldier is our inspiration in everything will be ok
God is your shield
The enemy will always be revealed
I salute on Veterans Day
I need no more to say.

Some dreams can take affect
While others might to reject
In any event, dreams can become the actual
Yet be nothing unusual
A little boy would often dream of Driving a Real Greyhound Bus
You see, the little bus had lots of toy Greyhound buses, and dream of going from the toy Hound bus to the real one as his dream states
Well that’s an appreciate
The little boy thought of all of the Greyhound bus
Travelling from cities to town being pluses
But there is something about a dream that might have a message
It’s Desire, Commitment and Responsibility
But what does this have to do with a little boy’s dream?
The dream shows an open road into a career of possibility
Now don’t laugh
It could very well become a reality
How did this dream actually start?
The little boy would often travel on Greyhound a lot visiting his Grandmother in Chicago at Thanksgiving and Christmas Holidays
However, the little boy was fond of animals, and the Hound dog perhaps captured the little boy’s heart
So the dream whisked the little boy into a reflection of destiny
The highway alone in the dream being encouragement
The Greyhound Bus itself showing the little boy the way
His little fingers on the steering wheel
The whole dream feeling like a movie reel
Wheels in motion
In the distance crossing a bridge across the ocean
All the wonders of the Greyhound bus
Grasping the little boy’s attention with no fuss
It all surrounds the Greyhound bus
Ok Thomas, it’s time to awake
You don’t want to get to school late
The little boy now is all grown up
He drives a real Greyhound Bus and travels the U.S. Continent
The dream did the preparation
The dream was simply a little boy’s hidden mind in creation.

Let the footprints of words open our story
A poet who was inspired in the woods
His thoughts focusing on should
The Poet observed the environment that he was in
Somewhere there was going to be an enchanted event
The Poet wrote4 down words that seemed to describe love
Suddenly a rush of a wind blew, and what the Poet wrote down had flown up to a Princess living in a castle
The Princess said, “What was this piece of paper on the floor?”
She read and immediately felt in love
The Princess needed to know who wrote such a beautiful poem
She later discovered, the Poet was at her door
When the Princess opened the Castle door, there was an immediate attraction
The Princess said, I want you to recite some poetry directly for me
“Beauty being the Princess eyes. A love that I have now found, I want to be your Prince and stick around. Please give me one kiss and your hand in marriage is my one wish”
Well the Princess was so welcomed with the poem recite and didn’t know what to say then ok
It was cheers of joy to the Princess Poet Prince
They both took hands in marriage and Poet Prince wrote until
So how did this Poet fairytale love affair continue?
Enchanted in every way
Dove birds flew and musical bliss could be heard in the distance
However, Poet Prince passed generation to generation in poetry write
Write on everyone
Write into the night.

A word put there
Who enters in where?
Anticipation by surprise
The beauty of a sunrise
The mind captivated like an enterprise
But through it all, a turning point in realize
The vision of one’s talent
The wonder of one’s accomplishment
It becomes the establishment of an idea
A concept that will preserver
Words full of enchantment
Into the eyes of familiar words
Also a poet in saying “By the way”
These are my true unspoken words in which I say
It brings encouragement in being committed day by day
Explanations being heard
I wrote but didn’t speak
I heard but refused to listen
My smile was something not of the other
There was no image sharing with another
I looked beyond the person
My wildest dreams I haven’t seem
However I know I must be truthful and come clean
As a Poet I must stand up for who I am
My legacy is whom I am about
A poet to say it is ok
You are the breeze within personal touch, and you are in the merit that says much, however move your hand into write then later your pause will be a delight and your soul being polite.

Concept to take in
A lesson to begin
It’s learning typing being transcend
Perfection, isn’t that what you seek?
Having a typing skill for the future that will put you ahead being so neat
Feel the typing keys
Be patient, relaxed and at ease
Up the ladder in the keyboard
Alphabet by alphabet
Eventually you will become a pro
Don’t say although
It’s a matter of how much time you spend on typing
Practice makes perfect is what my grandfather said
Just a matter of time
Your typing skill will become genuine
A valued skill
All it takes is will
Typing without looking at the typing keys
Feel assured and confident
Not afraid in avoid
Type away
Never go astray
Practice every day
Go from beginner to advance
Typing is your career chance
Type my dynamo
People will know
Type and go

When my spirits are down
You know how to turn me around
You told me to lift my eyes to the sky
Because there was inspiration for I
It was faith instilling step out and move on
There is where strength that keeps you strong
When it comes to dance
It is assurance being your advance
When things look weary and I get teary
There is no mystery and God has his own simple theory
Voice with being merciful as a lamb and being a friend you can always talk to
The courage being the wonder
It’s all the aspects from yonder
You raised me up
It is your salvation that fills my cup
But it’s my inner soul in the stir up, and Trust in how I will achieve
It was talent you always knew I had, and you brought it out
I am full of praise and thanks Lord for that joyful shout.

February is destinated as Black History Month
This is the time to think back on Afro-American strides
Innovations in they provide
It goes beyond the struggles of slavery
But what follows is pure bravery
Afro-Americans forefathers having the theory of understanding and devoted wit
Education was a solid it
Sunrise to sundown
Afro-Americans would often read a book when the Slave Master wasn’t around
There was reading being the sound
Sometimes Afro-Americans were caught
There were racial barriers becoming a fought
But through it all Afro-Americans saw
It was initiative seeing a wrong
There were many biblical songs
Yet it was a battle that lasted long or not
It was the opposition planning a plot
Afro-Americans were determined to be free
Eyes of Heaven Looked down and they were guided by Thee
Multitudes upon Multitudes
Oh the thought of solitude
It all surrounded by fate
Later came a constitution that ended the slave date
Afro-Americans were finally freed being the slate
What do Dr. Martin Luther King, Medgar Evers and Malcolm X have in common?
Plain and simple, Civil Rights and togetherness among all races of people
I wasn’t a simple matter
Yet there was plenty of negative shatter
But eyes were opened beyond the shades
It was not strides that were made
Afro-Americans contributed inventions upon inventions having a mention
George Washington Carver in the peanut for oil
That is just one, but there were numerous inventions from others
Even though the opposition said “NO”
Afro-Americans made their point being all systems go
Determination had an agenda of persuasion
Illustration was a call to order being participation
So young people today should always stride to educate themselves
This is their chance in opportunity and bringing forth unity
The young people are tomorrow’s future of presenting their own selves
Excel and acceleration being there tell
Their enthusiasm having a sell
However, I weep in my heart and soul
We seem to be going back in time
A venture with a sublime
However, my heart seems to bleed
Will Afro-Americans still be able to proceed?
What’s behind the door being an unknown?
Yet our legacy of the past gave us understanding being shown
However, we can’t just relish on the past, but I will leave that alone
Instead, we should move forward and take what we learned from the past and make it our future to extend on
We need to see the ocean beyond the shore
Yet venture out on the waters being our explore
Tomorrow is today
Whatever situation that comes our way, we are prepared, and that is ok
At least we can say, “Achievement will always stand regardless. There must be trust among us. Yesterday was only a reminder. But Afro-Americans have God in their corner”.

I wonder
I strive to be
Yet hesitate in my own maybe
My assurance has no influence
I lack total endurance
My eyes just look up
But my heart feels all stir up
A problem seems to surround
I am loss in my own bound
I need access to gather my thoughts while they yet can be found
My sentences are my uttering words
Am I dreaming or did I just want to be heard?
My wonder is actually myself
I am human just like everybody else
So I should wonder no more and just explore.

A Professor who is 77 Years old
Teaching still in the heart with motivation of behold
The Old Professor who teaches at NYU
His subject concentration is “HISTORY”
The past with essence in present
The Professor is the Historian and goes beyond what the encyclopedia represents
Lecturing on the mystery of history
The Old Professor sharing many stories and glories
How Races should relate
History milestones by date
Wars that were started with lives loss
The story of a cruise ship maneuvering through stormy waters being a mighty wavy toss
History having the time of when
What happened then?
Doomsday loomed over the world
Uncertainty being the world’s swirl
Civil Rights having a justice cry
Opposition was busy wondering why
Afro-Americans gave their every try
Strength being the multitudes
Eventually things did soothe
But there was a purpose with a mission to prove
History went to some degree just like that
The pioneers who achieved
Yet some pioneers who were deceived
However, the Old Professor simplified his lessons to help the students understand
The Male Old Professor was wise and stressed adapt
Concepts were always clear and understanding being a snap
I offer the Old Professor my honor while dipping my cap
Historian in deed
Keep on teaching on Old Professor as knowledge is what students need
Your wisdom has the continued green light to proceed
It’s all about teaching and getting the understanding creed.

It was songs telling of America’s ways
The songs established America’s history in what the lyrics says
You overcame wars
Everlasting was written in the extending stars
When the smoke finally cleared you were yet still standing
The moment may have become demanding
But you are America
A sustaining nation
Decree of people countryside to countryside
North to South
East to West
Proud to be an American and your enriched history
The day America claimed her independence
The very signing of declaration was July 4, 1776
A nation under God
Also a nation guided by God
Fireworks show the beauty in what you have accomplished in all the color variations
It’s the people in all creeds adding to the assortments
You are America from the past, but a future that extends forward
America, America, America
You are the tis of thee
In God we trust who makes America in what it should be.

Pages upon pages
A book read for all ages
Chapters among chapters
The words shouting like actor lines
The feeling of emotions coming out all combined
I remember a romance that began to start
It was pure fireworks as two starving hearts that came together
But it was that kiss of two lips like no other
Yet their communication having no word line slips
Who could forget a teenager who tried?
The teenager was studying for a very big math test
He was nervous so he had to confess
It was an SAT exam, which would determine what Ivy League University the teenager would attend
He wasn’t your average teenager as had a totally different blend
The teenager came from a wealthy family, but wasn’t really a bright kid
In fact, this is something his parents always hid
Yet the teenager prepared for the exam, and scored high beyond his expectations, and enrolled into Princeton University
The Secret Within the Storm
It was the farmland of a Kansas family
It was a heavy fierce dangerous thunderstorm
The Kansas family worried that if the lightening bolts were to ever hit the house and farm barn, they would lose everything they owned
That wasn’t the case, it was a storm that helped the family grow even bigger crops and prosper even more
They were thankful and didn’t ignore
The Kansas farm family just continued to pray more, and blessings they continued to explore
There you have it, stories into stories
The skies opening the stories like a curtain with all its glory
All it takes is a book read and seeing how in life you will proceed
A chapter could be written about you
I must conclude for now
It’s a matter in believe in yourself, and don’t depend on anybody else
The Enterprising Book says it best, “Words are simply inspirations with knowledge being the indication. It’s a matter of taking advice in, and being successful in your own begin”.

Confliction is upon
Why am I the person being among
Today is the day
Anticipation in overcoming in every way
There are many words one could say
But for the moment, I will let them go astray
Tomorrow is considered a new day
But it seems today confliction has me on stay
This is not ok
I must be determined and rise up
Steady as it goes
Let courage take over being the show
Just feel the assurance of faith and go with the flow
There will be a tomorrow I will see
I shouldn’t doubt, but just let be
Let the hope be like a refreshing breeze
Later follow feeling being at ease
A tomorrow that had can’t wait
But is my Faith that has stamped the date.

Wheels unstoppable
Enabled inspiration
Determined
The gentlemen called “WHEELCHAIR LOUIE”
He lifts heavy weight to keep in shape, and not look like an ape
Wheelchair Louie is into Wheelchair Bodybuilding to compete in Bodybuilding shows along with his brethren
Wheelchair muscles of the fittest
He trains at “ENERGIZE GYM” to work out and enhance his muscles into proportion
Transform and intensify growth
You would find wheelchair Louie posing in the mirror using his own wheelchair for support
Analyzing structural and definition in his muscles
Wheelchair Louie doesn’t see a handicap as he sees the will to try
Being movable and encouraged with a pursue and winning spirit
One has to give him merit in his efforts in not settling on his circumstance, but devoted to accomplish like anyone else not in a wheelchair
What is Wheelchair Louie’s advice for those in a wheelchair, Exercise and break all barriers of doubt and bring understanding with every try in accomplishing whatever your heart’s desire with a promise of fulfillment
Give Wheelchair Louie an applause in his quest for standing on his
solidarity and eyes on his own victory.

Happy Birthday to all born on March 3, 2016
I just wanted to share some inspiring words
This is a day to look back and also to move forward in continued living
Strive for excellence
After all, your is about elegance
Embrace in positive thoughts
Be absorbed in what you sought
Your birthday is about a striving life
I don’t have to give you advice
The spotlight is focused on you and only you
From this moment on, it is what you want to do in your endeavors within your pursue
Thank God that you reached this far
It’s an honor and grace in being created for who you are
This is your time that can’t be erased
But you day continues in search for understanding and wisdom to lead you on
Thanking the Heavenly one who has kept you all along.

You are now Husband and Wife
Together you will compliment each other always inspiring with advice
Your love will always beacon like a guiding light
It will be the daily kisses in plain sight
Your love for each other has grown even more
Your journeys together will always be an explore
Your lives having many tomorrows to come
Love has and will continue to be the key
It’s two lovebirds where all can see
You will be in each other’s arms
Love being the shield that will protect
Love will have that effect
Romance made a change in your lives
Eye to eye where this love tail started your nurturing scribe
The moment is only too just reflect and take in your first time as Husband and Wife
You both are now welcomed on each sides of families
Fellowship in both will follow
But always cherish and always let God guide you
When struggles begin always remember, it is God that will get you through
I shout, “GLORY, HONOR AND HALLEJUAH
It’s that time to give God the praise
This is God’s wonder in his everlasting amaze
Love is in both your hearts
From this day forward is where your marriage will start
Love to you both
Remember your vows being your solid oath
I bow to you both in your honor on this day
There is no more for me to say then “Lord, guide Larnell and Dianne every step of the way
This Lord is what I pray.

Harmonica sings
The Morning Dew enterprises
Life is full of realizes
One wonders of their destiny in purpose
Thoughts start to surface
Immediate establishes as obvious
Thinking relishes serious
Sitting at the Bayou Bank, one’s life becomes clearer through depth
Will tomorrow be cloudy with no understanding?
One thinks hard, but must look beyond the past and into the current
The Future is uncertain that haven’t arrived
The Bayou seems to know my heart
It becomes a movement of where to start
I am seeing overcoming from life’s wear and tear
Getting through all the beware
Bayou says it is about you
I see my urgency
Let your life direct
You are the effect
See reason
They are resolutions
Pause and see no conclusions
They are the elements to survive
That is how one stays alive.

Heaven called and I answered
My tomorrow being yesterday
I lived my life out
But now I have praise to shout
Don’t cry for me
Don’t say farewell
My hour glass was my expired time
I walk alone
The Chariot a waits
I can’t be late
The Death Angel came to me
Heaven has opened the gates
It’s the blessings being relate
I was hated very much on Earth
It’s best that I am dead
My eternity being my stead
I am in a restful peaceful sleep
My Soul being Heaven to keep
Think of me in the sunrise
My talks being my advice
Living made me wise
It’s a new day in Heaven and it is my slumber being forever.