A SUNRISE AWAKEN
A NIGHT WELL SLEPT
MY SOUL WAS SAFELY KEPT
IT’S A NEW DAY TO GET UP
IT MIGHT BE ANOTHER DAY TO BE FED UP
BUT STILL IIN THE LIVING AND THAT’S A BLESSING
MY THOUGHTS OF THE MORNING
LOOKING IN THE MIRROR YAWNING
TIME TO REFURNISH MY FACE IN BEING PREPARED FOR THE NEW DAY
THINKING POSITIVE EVERY STEP OF THE WAY
I HAVE A PRESENTATION TO MAKE
IT’S THE COMPANY’S SALES AT STAKE
I HOPE THE CLIENT DOES TAKE
THIS WILL BE MY MOMENT TO SHINE
I AM DRESSED AND READY TO GO
ONCE I ARRIVE AT WORK, I WILL BE READY FOR THE SALES PRESENTATION SHOW.

Jesus being my coach with teaching me on Heavenly ways
The word “Abundantly” comes at every phrase Jesus says
Jesus then asks that I take his hand
I will be exploring the Faith caravan
The skies suddenly open like a curtain
Scripture after scriptures written in the clouds with truths being certain
Trials and Tribulations were mire test
I did the salvation and I did confess
I am learning about Faith, which only Jesus can teach best
Jesus told me the Devil would often try to attack
But when you are a Child Of God, the Devil will have no control but to step back
Walk with me yonder
You will continue to achieve understanding and having nothing to ponder
Born Again being my time from when
Struggles are a part of life
Yet, it is believing where Jesus will give advice
Inspiration being the Holy Spirit
The whole Christianity experience is what holds merit
The prize being everlasting
The effort of fulfilling Faith
Assurance in God’s own insurance plan
It’s the ticket throughout the land
Heavenly Breeze
Thank you Jesus, I now feel at ease.

Lost and confused
My Soul being my only refuge
Scare and all alone
I was walking into a forest with nothing around me but tall trees and Hungry Wolves
The Sun was gradually going down
I had no sense of direction in where I would be found
Soon darkness will be upon
I began to knee on the ground and pray as only know how and I began to weep
Suddenly a hand was placed on my shoulder, and I looked up, and it was a Rebel Warrior
His voice of encouragement was “You Are Not Alone”
Immediately I looked around and saw numerous Warrior Soldiers surrounding me, but not in war but in the extended hand of friendship
The Rebel Warrior told me to stand up and observe the wonders of my eyes that hasn’t seen

I began to question with many questions that followed
I asked, what is this place?
The Rebel Warrior said, “It is a place you were meant to see”
It was tranquil and I felt safe
I don’t know if it was the confidence expelled from the Warrior Soldiers that surrounded me or a blessing coming from Heaven
But I do believe Heaven guided me to the forest
There was a reason establishing hope
I was given knowledge to help me cope
Being afraid with uncertainty doesn’t make you a dope
It’s fulfillment in achieving beyond the possibilities
Yet commitment with responsibilities
Survival in living

The Rebel Warrior was right
All he did was shed the guiding light
I know now I am heading in the right direction
My life has reached full appreciation
I will walk on
The sun I will look upon
Heaven see’s and knows
Bestow having an honor
Guide me now into my destiny
I am the witness being the chosen one
My living was far from done
There will be storms but they will pass
Moment being a minute
It’s assurance being a lifetime.

I wished hard and strong
It seemed like a dream lasting so long
So I wished on a star
My wish I hope will go far
I wondered more
My mind was focused in not being sure
A hoping approach
It might seem like so joke
My wish was the essence of long life
Perhaps a little more just like spice
But sometimes we don’t always get our strive
It’s not impossible to ask
But it is a thought you don’t let pass
Everlasting life is something that comes from above
It makes you think of a soaring dove
Yet it is beyond the stars to think of
Spirit that is far away
A man too whom I give praise every day
A wish that is in the almighty hands
It’s a vision at his command
It comes down to being a believer in the Savior’s caravan.

I looked up at the sky with my own eyes
A voice said I am high above and are am I
I wondered if there was some truth
I am older and no longer in my youth
The W was my thinking on what
The Y being illusion from yesterday
No beginning but an endless conclusion
Yet my heart is not certain
My soul doesn’t seem to be assured
My life needs detail to be explored
A moment could take an hour
My continued negative thought could end up being sour
Every honor with every story
Praise with everlasting glory
It stands with every circling hour
My why comes near
Yet I feel some astonishing fear
My mind not wanting to question
I don’t want to make a suggestion
But a continued wish in my why
With every effort there seems to be a cry
My Why is the analysis within Try
But I don’t want to get wet but stay dry
With every passing thought, I knew I have been taught
I figured it out, and it’s my understanding in a proven sought.

Stars that shine bright
Enlighten me with inspiration during the night
I wish upon numerous starts
Let my dreams take me far
Away with doubt
Instill hope in what I am talking about
Educate my mind and let me see the wonders
I discoveries that happen yonder
Let my dreams actually come true
Yet let me be totally thankful through
Your shine being my guide
It’s your brightness that you provide
You stand out and don’t hide
At times, clouds hide your shine
It’s Heaven’s environment combined
You are shown throughout the world
Where there are stars come suppose
When it comes to people we are those
It’s a sky look up in think
I hope my wish will come dream
A stars dream is like a moving soothing stream
One twinkle leads to a dazzle
Stars bright encourage me tonight.

A wood carved from real outside trees
It was trained craftsmen hands such as these
A fancy craftsmen’s design
The Mahogany finish
It’s what makes the wood distinguished
Crafting with a design no one has ever seen
It’s the masterpiece shine with the bleen
Making it easy to clean
The wooden cabinet offering plenty of space
Leading nothing in become an obsolete waste
A wooden masterpiece
A craftsmen patent, but can’t be released
A wooden cabinet any wardrobe would be proud
A structure not looking loud
A creation well put together
The wood cabinet being like no other.

Loyalty to the very end
No question in between being when?
Honesty being the key
This is between you and me
The trust being for all to see
No questionable thought of doubt
You all know what I am talking about
Trust is believing and observing
Every mind must be at ease
If you don’t believe in trust you need to just freeze
Lack of trust could become a big squeeze
Trust means you must be dependable and capable
I guess I should add able
Trust is a must
But the word itself goes for all of us
Trust goes a long way
The motto is the exact words that people say
Trust in mind, heart and inner soul.

Pandemic is in control
But did the world fully take hold?
Questions with no answers
We are up against a Plague
Let’s see 2 CHRONICLES 7:14, “If my people, which are called by name, shall humble themselves, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked way, then will hear from Heaven, and forgive their Sins, and will heal their land”
So the world has done something wrong
We seem to not want to get along
Deceit is full of shortcut to cheat
We are not praying what Heaven expects
Yet, the world wants the Pandemic to go in full effect
But it takes the world coming together in full pray in order for the Pandemic to disappear
We must give into Heaven’s trust in order for the world to preserver
It is no more than right
The 2 Chronicles 7:14 did shed that very light
The world thinks the Pandemic will leave on it’s own
That means not leading to your own understanding
So everything surrounding the Plague is remaining
It is not a scientific theory
So may see as a mystery
The scripture says it all
The Pandemic is defeat being the world’s fall
Some would differ and denied
But a big question would be why?
This is definitely time to pray
We shouldn’t treat this Pandemic as being another day
If the world truly believes in the Holy Scriptures, there should be no doubt
It could be preached from any mount
But we are in moments with the Pandemic in days to count
Prayer is the key in getting the Pandemic out
This is what the theory is all about
We are embodied, but are we fulfilled?
Let see moving forward in where my words will go
I have time, and will be observing the flow

The Writer’s thought being what shall the Writer write?
Should it be Adventure or a Thriller?
Perhaps a love story of romance
However, the Writer’s mind was focusing on Impulse
Create beyond paper what one would expect
The Writer decided to illustrate with present
It would be a journey where Star Trek travelled before
But with a different flair
It was Galaxy upon Galaxy
Galactic
Space Travel the way it was meant to be
Astronomy to see
Black Hole known through educating, but never really explored
Spaceship moving steadily with experimental views
A world far from yesterday could become tomorrow’s residence
Yet a feeling of Independence
But what adventures would be encountered
Aliens seen in human vision unseen
The connection of Earth and Space
Compulsions of planets surrounding our spaceship
Into the realms of space never seen
Yet it is all being captured through human eyes
We are now the New Enterprise
The understanding of realize
Photographic moments with moving space of objects on pause
Space storms observations with a cause
Yet maneuvers beyond control
Our grave could become Space Dust
But could the story ever be told?
This is our account alone being bold
How can our space exploration be explained?
Perhaps will think we are crazy being lamed
Would Earth even believe?
Scientific approaches front and center in advances
Would Planes actually collide?
Space of difference in uncertainty
Shooting stars fly exceedingly fast
Acceleration upon acceleration in speed
Proceed
A lot to capture
But all recorded in pictures
We just encountered being Star trek
Venture through our own minds of rhetoric
We went high beyond any Skyscraper on Earth could mutter
We journey back to Earth to tell our discovery
We were the new Star Trek Invader’s
Space beyond
Tomorrow having a meaning
Our need to space explore
Frontier
We did it without fear
Delight
It was an experience out of sight
But it is our secret, but don’t take it light.

It was a letter written by a little child to St. Nick
It had to be at the North Pole pretty quick
The little child felt a certain toy had to be the right pick
The child wished on a falling star
He hoped that his wish would extend really far
But let the story in detail unfold
Come on in and look behind the curtain of told
Little John stated, “ I want a toy train set”
I want it to be my own train set no one has ever seen
Santa reading little John’s letter felt he would do the next best thing, he would give little John a personal ride on a real train, and he would be the only passenger aboard to visit me in the North Pole
This will be more than a wish
Little John was fast asleep, but Santa entered his bedroom, “Awaken, Awaken little John”
He awoke, but couldn’t believe Santa was actually standing there
Santa told little John we have a journey to the North Pole
The train was called, “WISHES DELIGHT”
The steam engine had turned on its headlight
The signal was given to “ALL ABOARD!”
The train started to pull out
It’s a Christmas joy with anticipation to shout
The steam was flying in the air and the train’s whistle could be heard in the distance
A little heart that can’t compare
Suddenly it starts to snow
The Christmas trees were all bowing from below
But the train had still miles to go and it was the North Pole bound being the flow
Travelling up steep hills and the mountains looking like movie stills
Yet the steam engine being determined in its own will
Finally a sight in a child’s eyes
NORTH POLE, but too a little child, “TOYLAND”
Little John steps off the train
It was his fascination that remained
Santa escorts little John into his workshop
There were many toys sitting on shelve tops
There were toys among toys, and there was plenty of them to give any child joy
Santa was constant thinking he must have little John home by midnight
But Santa was considerate and polite
Little John was amazed at Santa’s place
This was something Little John will never ever erase
Immediately following little John had fallen asleep
He was dreaming in my soul to keep
Stars all shining bright
They are telling everyone Merry Christmas and have a good night.

Cross Country Greyhound Bus
Very young 17 Year Old’s Couple as such
The young woman started throughout having labor pains
The Father too be felt worried and wanted to hurry
It was a small town the young couple got on
We had arrived in Salt Lake City, Utah
While there, the Labor Pains continued
Later, we arrived in Nevada
That split second crossing the state line
The young woman was ready to conceive
The passengers were and surprised, but not relieved
We were at a Rest Stop supposedly for 30 minutes, but turned into 2 Hours
Luckily for us, we were across the street from a Major Hospital
They were summoned, and a medics team, and took the young woman off the bus on a stretcher
The young man got off the bus with her, but was disgusted
Before that time, The Greyhound Motor Coach Engineer was timing her contractions
The Greyhound Bus Driver gave the Medics the information
Through it all, the passengers were calm and no scare nor shouts
The Greyhound Bus Driver than announced, “He must make up the time to get back on schedule”
Dash was acceleration
San Francisco bound
The Go Greyhound had meaning that evening
The bus was scheduled to arrive into San Francisco at 12:20 pm the next day
The Greyhound Bus wheels were rolling
The bus rolled into San Francisco on time at 12:20 pm on the dot
Imagine that.

Far from once upon a time
The place was Brooklyn, New York and the street being Pacific
I lived on Pacific and Classon
It was a 2-Family Brownstone
The exact address was 1100 Pacific Street
I gave the address being fact
Atlantic Avenue rang behind the Brownstone
I was born during a blinding Snowstorm
It was February at the height of Winter being the norm
The Snowstorm was truly full blown
I had to be taken by Ambulance to Kings County Hospital to be born
It was over the ice and through the Snowstorm
But the Ambulance made it on time
However, my birth had complications as things had gone wrong
Health issues had materialized
My Mother and Family were surprised
This could have been a finale
Death was on the lips of the Doctors
But through God’s grace, I am here still today
Despite that ordeal, I had a very happy prosperous childhood
I was raised by my Grandparents
I learned right from wrong
The purpose in how to get along
The legacy carefully planted
I remember Nabisco Factory being across the street from my Brownstone
They used to give out free Nabisco boxes of Crackers to everyone in the neighborhood
At Pacific Street, we had our Land lord woes
It involved in getting heat
Some days the heat would be on, and other days, no heat
My Grandfather yelled to the Land Lord too send up the heat
When that didn’t work, he banged on the Radiator
When the heat didn’t come up, my Grandfather, Charles got fed up, and said, “Evelyn, my Grandmother, I had it, we are moving
Three months later, we moved to a Mitchell Lama Coop, Rochdale Village
My Grandparents are deceased
But I have their legacy at least
My Grandparents wisdom is what the world sees within
Back to my Roots
I can’t forget
My only regret is that my Grandparents are not here.

A Novelist thought clever in wanting to write a trivial story
He had all the details with bringing all its glory
How will the reader respond?
It’s anybody’s guess
The Novelist controls the theory being his trump card
But the story has a strong tail
Now let me illustrate without fail
The conclusion is the start with a turnaround
It was ****** in the start being a conclusion of the dialog
Later the story becomes a turnaround with knock at the door that led to the ******
Now there is no specific order
The idea is too visualize in your mind what the outcome should be
The Novelist is only setting the background with the situation
Yet there is a lot of reverse in the turnaround
The identity of the murderer is not really clear
But there is uncertainty being fear
The Novelist write, and suddenly pauses
He thinks to himself in where the story should begin
But does the reader want to depart instead
The conclusion in begin sounding more like an illusion
But there is a lot of confusion
Puzzled on face
This whole story could become a total erase

Remember the Good Times TV series, this isn’t it
It’s all about woes
Even involves on the New York City Subway of someone stepping on my toes
Well the so called Refrigerator that was supposed to be new broke down
I had no portable Freezer to be found
There was no warranty
Yet there was no honesty
Get in the car, but didn’t get far
Suddenly without notice, I was ejected from my own car, and told to get out
It was a wonder I didn’t end up in Long Island Sound
There I know I wouldn’t have been found
If that isn’t enough
I am sure to call someone else’s bluff
I was asked to create a Wedding Cake
Too me for Heaven’s sake
Can you guess what happened?
That’s right, the wedding cake crashed to the floor
I had to clean up and not ignore
As I was heading out the door, one of my jacket sleeves started coming loose
Now I felt like a naked Moose
What else can go wrong?
Remember they say in exercise go for the burn
My body felt like a hot urn
In fact, I was so stiff
Only thing I could think of was if
Talk about go for the burn
There are more woes, but I won’t say anymore
Enough is enough for sure
Bad Times
It leaves me feeling sublime.

Follow the ballpoint pen
You are entering fulfillment
Possibilities at its best
Sometimes the mind of confess
A need to proceed
Inner creed
Long term to short term
Alpha letter by alpha letter
What could be better
To be or not
Bulls eye target
A thought on the dot
Journey in and think it out
Ballpoint pen being the solid foundation
Guidance throughout the illustration.

It was Christmas with all the holiday cheer
It was a lovely Christmas tree that brought the feeling to preserver
But what made Christmas stand out it was my B&O; railroad I am talking about
It was a layout of Baltimore & Ohio railroad being a thrill
My locomotive puffing smoke at free will
It was those passenger cars all lit up
Backgrounds with scenery including a tunnel
As a kid, it was the highlight being my funnel
As my B&O; train set maneuvered around the track
It’s my reflection of memory that dates back
The passenger train that made a stop in my house
There’s no room for even a mouse
There are much more words I could say
However, I am sharing with you on this day
B&O; you journeyed on
You are in my heart where you belong
You took me to a place being around
A layout that had a small town
You brought me to my own home being filled with love Christmas bound
It was a family celebration and how sweet the sound.

Wordy puncture
Sentence banding around the wound
Get Well approach
Maybe a joke or two here and there
Blood pouring from the soul
Painful felt
Surrounded dealt
Allegorizing thought
Let the thought just soothe
Healing is the key
Emotions of anguish
The Band-aid a healer’s helpful friend
Sentence the band-aid over the cut
Stay put
Band-aid bandage
Approach Poet control
Let heal
For real

Days at the Bayou
Playing the Banjo
Sit awhile and listen
Volume of harmony
Morning Dew
My Banjo and me
In song and refreshing friendship
Beauty of tone epilogue
The Sun brings the warmth
The Banjo embraces the joy
Memories of the Deep South
Storytelling mouth
North doesn’t know such tail
The Banjo forthtelling without fail
Dancing by the river banks
A look out in giving thanks
Skies wise
Heart of Gold
Banjo Behold
A Banjo can live on through generations
Sensation after sensation
Years into miles
Southern accent in Banjo ways.

Love affair
Heart to heart transactions in the air
It was a large Banking Corporation Office Tower in New York City
Eyes met
Tony and Regina’s dating set
No With drawl
Tony and Regina worked as Temps for the same agency
Worked in different departments within Investment Management Group of Stocks and Bonds
There was definitely a love thing
However, it was noticeable and plenty of observation
A regular employee of the bank stated, “Tony and Regina have romance going on
It didn’t matter, love was love
I can assure you, Tony and Regina felt it was everything to think of
They even went to Bloomingdale’s 59 and they joked around
In fact, there was this long dinner table fit for a mansion, and Tony played like he was rich and having an elegant affair, and it was a sensation
Not only was Regina impressed, there was an audience that wasn’t expected
Applaud love and Regina behind it
Nonetheless, love story genuine
Suddenly love took a down turn
Not on Regina’s part as my temp assignment had come to an end that day
Regina was out sick
We were so busy dating, and never exchanged phone numbers
Heart struck
Love search

Love interaction
Eyes met
Hearts pounded
Inspiration or where have you been?
Pure attraction
Kiss of sensation
Let me take you out, and have dinner as we move about
The talk in getting to know each other
Being the lucky Fella
On top of the world
Every laugh and jokes came with enchanted smile
Loving after loving while
Inspiring loving words
Gestures sounding like personal whispers
Never thought I would feel love again
That was then
This is now
There was love deposits with no withdrawls in our love
Total desire with love input and output
Serious feel
True love for real
Bonding hands together
Romance being like on a High Mountain just the two of us embracing in the loving breezes
Cool refreshing wind and warm heart
Smooth loving thoughts
Stars twinkled
The Moon smiled
Only regret, we loss contact
Distance separated us
No fight, just loss each other
We were both temps from the same agency
My last day was a specific day
She was out sick on my last day
Loss love
What would our love have extended?
Maybe Man and Wife
Another place and time
My kiss in the wind to reach you
Until that captured moment again
Heart pounds
From your love wonder.

Observe the dents and the bents
This barbell is sitting alone in the alley
How long has it been there you ask?
It has been years, but it is a forgotten story
The barbell was rusted and old
But doing its day, trainers knew how to take hold
The barbell was outside a once very active Gym
The owner’s first name happened to be Jim
The Gym’s name was called “Fitness Theory Gym”
The members were all Fitness Buffs and Bodybuilder’s that were massive and muscular
The gym was strictly *******
All about fitness being the core
Yet all the trained was centered around barbells with an uptown grade being called weights
Walking pass on any given day, you could hear the sounds of moans in lift
Catch my drift?
But a Financial Crisis at the gym slowed business down
Little by Little, the members could no longer be found
In fact, it was next to none
So the gym had no choice but to close down
But then again, gym after gym was no longer bound
The end of fitness and ******* not being the sound
So one loss barbell that was left in a forbidden alley
Rusted and no place to go to be lifted
The barbell stayed in the alley until sanitation arrived
A barbell being old and no longer in use
Also a barbell no one could see
A ******* past with what used to be

They have been in a romance since I was a teen
There’s an explanation to what I mean
You are probably surprised in what Dolls can do
Yet it is beyond ****** in how far what Barbie and Ken romance went through
Barbie and Ken are like the flavor of Popcorn with sugar added
Love with the everlasting kiss
Eye to eye contact that the world has never missed
Barbie and Ken being the well known couple the world knows
The spotlight that shines on both
Is there a wedding in the works?
Rumor has it, that there might be a baby stork
Well Barbie and Ken where romance may not end
It will be a new life to begin
The name of the couple alone always responded on can
But the world a waits on a wedding but don’t know when
Barbie and Ken has always been a couple to follow
The future will be a surprise one day and could be tomorrow
Well that’s the story of Barbie and Ken
A couple that truly stands out
One can only shout
But I will let you figure out.

A barstool sit in don’t you move
I am here to get my drink on and frustrations to prove
I have a job which I am not enthused
Drinking might sound overused
I am at the bar to think
I am drinking away troubles
I can’t even imagine how my day went
I know it wasn’t good with no heaven sent
Getting my drink on
For me, it is like an anecdote to help me move along
I know what you are thinking, a bar is no place to get away from situations
It only adds to more extensions
The barstool has become my friend
I am drunk and won’t pretend
Drinking is my therapy to relax
Yet I am still feeling a little perplexed
Getting my drink on
I am at where I should belong
Now I felt off the barstool
I am looking like a fool
Perhaps I should jump into a pool
Someone helped me up from the floor
It was a stranger, but I am not sure
I am so drunk, and I am saying things that make no sense
Everything I say is passed tense
The night is young, but I feel old
The barstool is my threshold
Let me try to make it home
I am glad I live alone
I crashed on the bed
Drunk beyond drunk
My whole is nothing but bunk
I feel like I am nothing but a low life punk
Tomorrow will be another story
I must take a look at image in the mirror being my own inventory
End of story

It happened at a street bar
The bar was in the heart of town being only two blocks not far
It was raining out
Yet people were moving swiftly about
A woman entered the bar for a drink
Minutes later, a man entered, but his mind was on something I think
Now it is clear that the man and the woman were sitting side by side
But there was no talk at first with a reside
But remember, the man and the woman are strangers, and really have no reason to talk
Neither one wanted to act as if it was a stalk
The man and the woman concentrated on their drinks
They were probably thinking on how good or bad their day went
It didn’t matter, the man and woman drinks felt heaven sent
Suddenly, the drinks brought on a conversation
At least that was one revelation
There was finally talking engagement
Could it be the alcohol was doing the maneuvering?
However, on the bar stool, the man and woman looked like they were a couple
They really got to know each in talk
The man invited the woman to his place
She followed being a trace
The bar stool is finally free to breathe
Then again, the bar stool might have felt received
As what happened to our man and woman couple?
The bar stool and I won’t say
But as far as I know, the man and the woman couple are still together on this day.

No kitchen home run
Over done
Hardness baked
Teeth couldn’t bite
Those biscuits certainly weren’t light
Totally wonder plight
They were made to throw
Oh know
Unfamiliar with ingredient
Those biscuits should be on the baseball field
For real
Biscuits playball

I got a plan
You all are part of my caravan
My cousin went to Paris, France
Here was my chance
I told her to bring back a Paris Cap
So what do you think of that?
But thinking now, I should have asked for the foundation of the Eiffel Tower
Now that would have taken a lot of power
My cousin couldn’t store it in our bag
Perhaps top security and that would be a drag
My next idea was to take the Eiffel Tower apart piece by piece
This is some plan I love Lucy show would do
But I wouldn’t expect my cousin to pursue
But the French would be losing an art
I would really be telling the French, the Eiffel Tower must depart
Yet I must be clever and smart
However, would I place instead?
Why not a Giant Crepe Suzette
Do you think the French would notice?
Obviously they would
It is my thinking of should
Then the possibilities of could
I guess the Eiffel Tower I will never get
It was a hope but now a regret
The Eiffel Tower being its Paris stay and being my let.

Why does a TV series, Bat Phone, Villains and Gotham City have in common?
Batman played by Adam West
Adam West, you fought a good fight
Your name will continue to shine written in the Batman light
Villains always felt they had you trapped
But along with Robin you give them a tough lesson of smack
Your thinking plans were always sharp as a tack
But leave it to the Bat computer to figure villains out
It was words of POW, KABOOM and CRASH
But you were Batman and it was business as usual in justice in Gotham City
Yet to the villains no one had a pity
The RIDDLER always had a plot
The JOKER tried to tie you in a knot
The MADHATTER in look into my hat
MR. FREEZE with his chilling detail
But throughout was always a villain fail
Justice always triumphant and the villains went to jail
Who could forget a voice, “Will Batman and Robin make it through their fate, but is too late. Be sure to find out Same Bat station and Channel
Commissioner Gordon and Chief O’hara all sadden in having a loss
But Batman and Robin you a team being a force
You will be missed in your acting ability ways
Yet the remembrance is here to stay
Acceleration in my mind being the Batmobile and Bat Cycle
Crime Fighting TV will never be the same
However, the thought of TV Batman and Robin will continue to remain
Your mission going forward in Heaven will be to recruit faithful Souls
But it will be the face of Adam West that will be the behold
Commissioner Gordon says, “Thanks for being Gotham City’s Protector and always being on call”
Adam West response is “To My Fans, Thank You All”.

Roaming the streets
Combing the Avenues and Alley ways
Gotham protection
Looking for any paw prints and human sense
Fighting villain crimes
Keen observation
Justice from the streets to the Jail dog house
Across Gotham, Husky is planning the biggest crime wave of all
Stealing all dog food brands leading to the biggest caper of Golden Doggie statue worth millions in his fortune
It was auctioned off for one million dollars
Husky is determined to possess that Golden Doggie
Batdog just got the details of villain Husky through commissioner Hefty
Batdog quickly dashed out
Speedy run in never being out done
He confronts Husky and his doggie crew in a paw and bite figh6
Paw here and bite there
It didn’t take long until Husky was out matched and was taken into custody
Batdog won out
Batdog is always searching for suspicious behavior
Gotham City
To villains, what a pity
Why Gotham City?

A speeding star or spaceship, no it’s SUPERMAN
Only a bat can tell who knows and sees, but as a caped crusader, one can feel the breeze being BATMAN
The Legend Of Justice, but the dialog being doom
A fight to the finish
But who will be victorious and distinguished
Both knowing good from wrong
A part where Evil doesn’t belong
Saving lives and combating crime for as long
Yet a fight that will go on
Ethnics where credit is due
But what challenger will come through?
The sun has turned completely red
The moon has turned a shaded black
The moment being the attack
But the innocent need to just stand back
Blows into throws
Imaginations drawing conclusions
A fight that might be long
A thought, what Marvel Hero should belong?
A past being a comic book
It was a boy’s look
One Marvel Hero fell
But I won’t tell
See the Movie for your own swell.

It’s a tail where Batman and Robin are the victims
Its goes beyond Gotham City crime comprehension
However, Batman and Robin are captioned in sublime
The Batmobile wants to fight crime alone
The Batmobile ejected Batman and Robin and let it be shown
The Batmobile is more equipped
Batman and Robin just didn’t fit
There’s no room with a backseat
Batman and Robin will have to sum up a defeat
Gotham City crime waves will be justified by the Batmobile
Yet Batman and Robin are concentrating on is this car for real?
The fact remains that the cape crusaders just can’t deal
The Batmobile being the new avenger being the feel
It’s the car with electronics on wheels
The Villains don’t stand a chance and will have to deal
The reel could very well read
“The Batmobile Crime Stopper intends to succeed”
Batman and Robin have been replaced
They are no longer the ace
It will be the Batmobile and Villains face to face
Batman and Robin are now a erase
Imagine the TV fate slogan, “Batmobile caught by surprise, and didn’t realize. The wheels being anchored down with chains and no movement bound”
Same wheels tomorrow and will the Batmobile overcome its ordeal?

Destruction going through my head
It’s attack on instinct being the instead
Struggles through the ashes
But I must rise above
There’s a story within a story
Chapters of fight
Vengeance with might
Darkness controls
But I see uncertain light
The mind says focus
I am surrounded by time
But why do I feel so unkind?
There is fire burning within my heart
Lost soul
I stand alone being bold
Perhaps I should kneel and pray
I remember my Grandmother saying praying makes everything ok
Lord, help me reach beyond what I can’t control
Be my guide
Turn my spirit into centralize
But let me apologize
Let my struggles become victory
Your presence being your glory
Story to tell
Show me that straight line
You said walk and continue to walk
It was our talk
A turnaround
I am free
It’s a new day
Tomorrow has no sorrow
Living life
Knowing in receiving
Struggles that bind
I am turned loose

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.

What are the words cooking?
The flavor you add
Telling the story your fab
Your words being the ingredient on the grill
The concept you set at will
The emotion captured being a thrill
Your words having a roast
The dialog that everyone will boost
Imagine your poetry being the cookbook known coast to coast
This is an outstanding achievement at most
It’s a feast illustrating in your own words
You heard!
Just bring your words and the reader will bring their ears
A chance to open the reader’s mind
Having a strategy all combined
Win the reader over
Your confidence the reader will discover
A discovery at the BBQ that everyone will be talking about
It won’t be a theory perhaps stuck in a bout
But it is words that can
Assurance that will
Yet confident still
Words grilled to perfection and just right
Having those very words that will crave the reader’s appetite.

A dog was sitting on a sandy beach shore
A seal peeked out of the water in explore
The dog seemed alone with a thought on no friends
The seal began to come ashore and the dog know the seal would be the new friendship in begin
The seal moved on the beach to get near the dog
As the seal got closer, he began to put his hand fends over the dog
It was almost like the seal being an Angel encouraging the dog
The dog seemed happy and remained still
The dog being obedient within its own will
The seal wanted the dog to know no matter, I live in water and you on land, we are all friends in God’s command
The seal knew where to start
It was the dog’s heart being the spark
It was the assurance the dog needed that he always had a friend, but it was a matter of who and when
The story around a dog and a seal in the end
Now a dog and seal in a new fond friendship in which to begin.

The beauty of living
Water and sand within enjoyment
Enchantment
A creation not of my own
A journey beyond tomorrow’s dreams
Captivation is like a running stream
Yet present in what was meant to be
Yonder the heart
The shore being a thought
Living until
Warmth that is felt
The sun that continues to shine
It doesn’t if you dine or drink wine
Being miles of understanding
But what has the beaches taught?
Be one’s self and nobody else
Enjoy and let your life be fulfilled
Hold horizon close
Sand and water coast to coast
One’s living life is a reason to boast.

A Buffed Male Body walks along the beach
A Female watch
Her eyes like a fishnet catch
Summer heat warmth in the urges
Sweat pouring down the male buffed body
If he were to pose, the Female would faint
The sand and roaring ocean making the observation more distinct and intrigue
A push back would soon be Give in
The Female was thinking about a splash into the ocean
She would want that Buffed Guy to be her Lifeguard and give her mouth to mouth
Yet the hot sun is not making it easy
The Female is picturing in her mind of thought in censorship
Moment
Just imagine a Herculean Male Body and a Female curve with all the moves turning up the volume
Summer has already started ahead of schedule
The Female wants that Buffed guy in her own Beach module
Time to split

Beyond the galaxies
Journeys into the unknown
Ms. Nichelle Nichols, best known for her role on Star Trek
Characterized as Lieutenant Uhura, Communications Officer
Ms. Nichols has gone where many have gone before her
It was Higher than the Star Trek Frontier
It is her Soul maneuvering in spirit of preserver
She is among the many Souls
Ms. Nichols leaves her name in remembrance of behold
Space being her threshold
The name Starship Enterprise
Ms. Nichols wants her fans to rise and continue to live
She would say “I finished my work on Earth”
I have a enriched new birth
I have another role to play
It’s Heaven’s way
Watching Earth on high and rejoicing with Thy
Don’t cry for me
I have been lifted up you see
Only applaud my achievements
Remember how I opened closed doors of Race
I have a new Frontier
I encourage my fans to continue to preserver
My mission has transitioned
The Clouds have written my name
Space welcomed Ms. Nichols to explore
Her talent is nothing to ignore
Ms. Nichols proved to Hollywood she had her own act to follow
Achieving was her inspiration in believing
She told the Lord “I am Ready”
Beam Me Up
Ms. Nichols boarded the Heaven Enterprise
She’s now among the stars
Beyond Earth’s presence and vision
Her spirit strives
NASA Mission Control, Ms. Nichols mission complete
We will always hold Star Trek close
Never far, but always in our hearts near
STAR TREK being a fact
Beamed Up
Everlasting to Ms. Nichelle Nichols
Well done
I am pleased
Now sleep and rest at ease
Gone where Heaven wants us all to be
Captain Kirk, Star Trek was in good hands
My tomorrow came
My today of remember
Lieutenant Uhura out.

An elegant ball that gathered all
Pure Royalty expelled and the guest that stood tall
It was the Prince looking for his Queen
He wasn’t ugly and mean
The Prince was swab and no snob
Suddenly, a Female guest entered the ball
She wore a beautiful Gown with dazzling sequence
The Prince noticed her in the distance
The Female Guest had captured the Prince’s heart in captivation
The Prince walked over the Female guest and asked her for a dance and kissed her hand
At that moment, the ball was filled with romance
The music being just right
Oh what a night
Enchanted was like reading a fairytale
The other guest were drinking their Ale
Immediately, the Prince and the Female guest embraced in a kiss on the lips
Her eyes were closed
That kiss seemed to energize the Female guest
The Prince responded, “I found my Queen”
As the guest were leaving the ball, the female guest stayed behind at the request of the Prince
The Prince was definitely in love and so was the Female guest
The night was filled with interlude love and even the Moon had to smile
So how did the story conclude?
The Prince and his Queen were united in marriage with continued love ever after.

Beauty of the writer within
Heaven’s wonder
Soulful finish
Words shout out
Journey
Distance from a far
Horizon to reach
Words after words
Sentences being the escort
Emotions bound
Heart expelling
Storyteller verse
Time with the need to write
Captivation delight
Quorum focused
Fed up
Need to say
Beyond the essay
Day and night
Sometimes writing while in a plight
Can’t be silent
Yet humble
Beauty within
Thick and then
No pretend
Finish at the end

Beauty of the writer within
Heaven’s wonder
Soulful finish
Words shout out
Journey
Distance from a far
Horizon to reach
Words after words
Sentences being the escort
Emotions bound
Heart expelling
Storyteller verse
Time with the need to write
Captivation delight
Quorum focused
Fed up
Need to say
Beyond the essay
Day and night
Sometimes writing while in a plight
Can’t be silent
Yet humble
Beauty within
Thick and then
No pretend
Finish at the end

Save yourself
A world that could end today
Are you ready?
The skies around Earth collaborating together
The signs of approaching eternity
Heaven and Earth daily meetings
Tomorrow could very well become the moment
Minutes, hours and seconds counting
Echoes from the mount
Reminders
Revelation and Elevation
Impact on target
Be prepared and ready
The weight like Atlas on all shoulders
Heavy load
Impact

My rage being a doom
An explosion within elevating to boom
It will happen soon
My paths on destruction mode
Yes I said it, I am about too explode
My life accelerating on secrete time
But it is all about mine
A movement causing my tears to fall
However it is Death about to make a call
I am not ready to die
I have asked that very question of why?
However, the Hour Glass has run out
I lived a life of deceit
I told a lie and now I must pay
The rapture will happen on this day
Flesh and blood don’t leave me now
All I want to do is punch in pow
I feel my soul depart as I am in a deep sleep
My living days have become complete
Destiny calls and I must answer
I will cry no more
Horizon has a direction for me
I will just let be
Tomorrow I will be unknown, and no one will see
My soul is in a journey, and I will become a person from Earth never existed.

Unrest spirit
Revenge
The skies opened up like a fiery hell
The Evil Witch
The unfold is being told in tell
The Witch could no longer cast spells
Her evilness suddenly fell
The witch vowed to pass wrath on the world
Good Witch overtook the Evil Witch in swirl
Be gone Evil Witch
Your powers no longer work here
The community finally has freedom from your unity
The citizens over you no pity
Salem wants you back where you belong
You are a mere mortal
The mind having no desire
Into the fire
You will be chained forever
Never to invade again
Be gone Evil Witch
Eternity will be your everlasting
Burn Burn Burn Evil Witch
The bell rings for your endless Soul
The Evil Witch is dead to never show her angry face
Your flesh is now ash
No Tombstone nor grave
You are punished because you didn’t behave
The Witches ashes drift to the Heaven’s above
Safe keeping to think of
Gone forever with no lifetime
Everlasting

Two people living together, but with two different writing styles
A Writer into Novel Books and a Poet in just take a look
What can you say as the living room was a mess?
But only the Writer and Poet that can contest
Paper was thrown on the floor
An idea with a thought concept just didn’t sound galore
I believe lack of confident in not being sure
The Writer Sam was formulating a new novel
“Tomorrow’s eyes with Brightness being a Surprise”
The story about Nancy, a blind girl struck by Lightning receiving a miracle to see
It happened when Nancy the blind girl was walking home from school
Nancy was guided by her everyday faithful cane tool
A storm was stirring up
Clouds immediately gathered, and then the rain started to pour
Later then was a flash and streak of lightning that circulated through the sky
Immediately, Nancy could now see
She wondered what happened, But Heaven was the answer
Nancy was now able to read and cherish everything she loved
I see a flying Dove being the reminder of the miracle to think of
Now Bob, the Poet he always wanted to be
It was words having a meaning and showing his true emotion
Well Sam and Bob decided to team up and form a business together called, “Writer’s Bout and Poet’s Shout, Inc.”
A publisher’s friend being a motivational with nothing but inspirations for future writers and Poet’s to be
So the message is clear, start writing and Poet’s look into your most inner morse
So Sam and Bob’s company was starting to blossom nicely
Now did things change in the living room of clean?
They now had a business and they straightened up, but I will let you be the guess.

I was on vacation in Los Angeles
So I decided to see the sights
It was Hollywood in Burbank, California
NBC-TV
The theme then, “Come home to NBC
That was in 1983
But I was far from home, but it didn’t matter because with NBC anywhere could be home
I toured the NBC Studios and saw Celebrities along the way
I saw BOB HOPE who was tall and met personally and direct, ANN JULIAN being another celebrity
But I also saw the NBC Los Angeles News Team
However, it wasn’t just NBC alone as it was the acting and effects that makes NBC being NBC
We took an adventure into outer space, but we survived being our own trace
We also analyzed the game show of the “Wheel of Fortune” behind the scenes
The Wheel is nothing more than thin paper but you don’t see that on Television
In fact, the camera camouflages so you wouldn’t see what we saw
The labels on the wheel are glued and not exactly straight
This was my NBC adventure
Seeing the Studio a total venture
So I came home to New York from NBC Bliss
I was determined, I surely didn’t miss.

Struggles
Defeats
Victories
Anguish
Word Center
Open Heart to Enter
Influence
Endurance
Assurance
Dramatics
Emotions
Expression­s
Conditions
Explanations
Vocal Thoughts
Finale
Applause

THROUGH THE ANCIENT YEARS OF ROMAN HERITAGE
A STAND UP ANCIENT ROME WITH DESTINATION FOR VICTORY
WE THE WARRIORS ARE READY TO DO BATTLE
AS WARRIORS, WE ARE TRUE AND STRONG
THE FOES WE DON’T GET ALONG
IT’S FLESH AND BLOOD UNTIL THE VERY END
OUR SHIELDS ARE OUR PROTECTORS
OUR AMMUNITIONS EXTEND OUT BEING OUR REFLECTORS
SO ENEMY BEWARE
ANCIENT ROME IS OUR ENCOURAGEMENT TO STAND, AND BE BRAVE
BEING TOUGH IS HOW WE SURVIVE
OUR KING AND QUEEN REIGN SUPREME
WE ARE SOLDIERS LEAN YET MEAN
OUR KING AND QUEENS OUR LEADERS AND WE FOLLOW
WE ARE DECREED FOR BATTLE
OUR FORTRESS IS GOD ON OUR SIDE
WHAT THE ENEMY THINKS IS INTERNAL, AND WE ATTACK ON EXTERNAL
WE POSSESS DIGNITY AND HONOR IN OUR SOUL
THE SPIRIT OF OUR STRENGTH
IT GOES THROUGHOUT IN GREAT LENGTH
HAIL TO OUR KING AND QUEEN
THE FOES WON’T SEPARATE US IN BETWEEN.

My words from yesterday
Inspiration that followed everlasting
The words that took there proper place
Yet sentences no one could ever erase
Proud and honor to be a Poet
But I am letting you know it
It became my writing movement in time
My words being like turn of revolve
But with the resolutions to solve
My purpose was and still is today
However, my internal and extending into external in stay
Sometimes you would find me writing even by the Bay
I never thought or dreams of ever being a Poet
I just started writing with positive encouragement, and the writing then followed
Pass Legends like Benjamin Franklin and Langston Hughes being my inspiration to write
Gave me mission to write and continue writing
My thoughts that were hidden stories locked in my mind
Yet a voice from within unlock and let your words come out
But friends were also my encouragement, as they stated I have a lot to tell about
My tomorrow simply arrived at the precise moment
Seconds came and it was a reckon expectation
However, I learned too make my writing a appreciation
It was write while you can
Then keep writing until then
But who would have thought?
Writing was a wonder to my eyes
Yet to the reader, what a surprise
Realization at it’s best
My own experiences that only I can confess
My dramatization being participation
My amazement being nothing up my sleeve
But confident in writing that one can achieve
Yet my own sentences sending a message like a refreshing breeze
Oh I just feel simply at ease
So now you know
I am my own Poet Legend, but not trying to make a show
I am only wanted to put you in the know
But I didn’t want to do a quick acceleration, but take it slow
Pass Legend Poets you, but wanted to be added to list
In other words, I wanted this to be a new twist
Writing seriously is totally from the mind
Yet be simple and kind
Reach out and write
Encourage others but with the plight
That describes me in plain sight
Oh the words and sentences that came out
I encourage too write on
But being a Poet, I know where I belong.

I was shot
But didn’t get killed
I survived being everyone’s questioning still
It was a Gun Shot
I could have been a plain plot
It was a bullet that pierced part of my heart
I fell to the ground
But got up
No one understands how
The theory is still a wonder even now
How can one sustain a single Bullet?
A gun only knows
Instead of being buried underground
I am walking alive above ground
Believe it or not