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From a fairy tale head start
to a really loyal heart
All I am is a tale, full of twists and turns,
From those lone eyes filled with lust
till the hands that cleaned the dust
All I am is a fire, that still burns!!
Few more stories to be craved
on this love road that is paved
All I am is a bird, that will never land,
Just like an early morning dream to catch
and all the crazy imperfections to match
All I am is a journey, that will never end!!
Freddie Ruiz Aug 23
Beauty is not just a reflection of what she is on the outside,
beauty is much more than what meets the eye.

Beauty is:
understanding,
unselfish,
giving,
nurturing,
forgiving,
inspiring,
funny,
charming,
wonderful,
thoughtful,
helpful,
generous,
affectionate,
hardworking,
trustworthy,
intelligent,
considerate,
positive,
patient,
tender,
sweet,
unique,
kind,
wise,
special,
loyal.

Beauty is the doorway to her heart
and the place where her love resides.
Beauty is the caring she lovingly gives
and the passion she shows for the life within.
Written on May 22, 2011
Composition number: 383
Nomkhumbulwa Aug 8
A poem to my People:

"I love you all dearly,
but I know that you have gone;
I see you all here daily,
but I know that you have gone.

I don’t blame you, I understand you,
And I know that I bring shame;
But I also understand,
that I was not to blame.

I know I won’t be welcome likely
ever there again,
And although you may not believe me
I don’t want to cause you pain.

I hope for your forgiveness,
Although I did no wrong;
I hope someday you'll understand
that I did no wrong.

I have tried to make contact,
but you never spoke again;
And because you are so many,
this causes so much pain.

But I guess that you have gone now,
and forever that may be,
If he only hadn’t hung himself,
you might have believed me.

But now that I know,
that I’m not the only one,
I understand the "dark side"
more than anyone.

I understand the culture,
its different where I live;
And although I hope for change for all,
I as yet can just forgive.

I hold nothing against you,
as I said - I understand;
but I hope that in the future,
heads won’t be buried in the sand.

I rarely write poetry,
but this is all I can do;
as a way to get my thoughts across
to so many of you.

I live here in Scotland,
I don’t need to be ashamed;
here on this "Isle of Arran",
I am never blamed.

I hope that St Helena
one day will see it too;
that "there is no excuse for abuse"
no matter "who is who".

It’s sad to lose the RMS,
the most loyal Saint of all,
but she is serving us still by
opening the island to the World.

Opinions might be questioned,
from cultures far and wide,
but with that I hope you'll see
that I have nothing to hide.

Through my bad experiences
I have gained a lot as well,
I have an understanding of
all the people put through hell.

I know I’m one of many,
I know I’m not alone;
together we share this deep connection
to a place that some call "home".

I hope one day you'll forgive me,
as I forgive you,
for treating me the only way
that you knew.

The RMS is serving us,
by opening up this land;
If she stayed forever-
you might never understand.

She may be just a ship to some,
but to me she’s so much more;
She has a soul, a personality,
she had to leave our shores.

We have a lot in common,
both feeling as if "disposed of";
but I do hope we won’t end up scrapped,
and still receive some love.

I'll love you all forever,
even if I hear nothing again;
and I don’t regret my visit,
even though I "caused you pain"

You may not understand just yet,
but I hope one day you will;
and with more education,
the Island will be better still.

I stand by the others,
as they have done for me;
and I’m forever grateful
to my "extra family".

I wish you well for now,
as I’m tired and can write no more;
and I just hope that one day
Such darkness shall leave these shores.”

Take care,
love xx
A desperate plea to "my people" who never spoke again, after I was subjected to assault.  They disappeared from my life completely.
rob kistner Jul 16
_

you arrived in spring
asking why I'd left

I had no good response
I'd lost my way
my dream had stumbled
what was I to do

you looked surprised
and asked me about sorrow

I had no good response
so I dried your eyes
and held you close
against my beating heart

you looked at me
and asked about lonliness

I had no good response
so I took you in
and watched as you untangled truth
marveling at your balance

then you looked away
and ask if love is real

I had no good response
so year by year
we've watched the night sky
and wondered about love

_


rob kistner © 2018
This piece touches on the often mysterious ebb and flow of relationships.
This is a revision of an earlier poem.
“Sweethearts”

Imagine thinking you have it all figured out,
naive to what love is really about.
Holding hands through the halls,
Pictures of you two together on the walls.

I remember I burned CDs for you,
ditched my friends just to be with you.

Voted, “most favorable couple to get married.”
If only we could’ve ditched the bags we carried.
Looking at those rings scared me,
I braved the thoughts cuz you were the one I’d marry.


I thought I found the one,
back when all you had to worry about was fun.
I knew once the fun was over, you’d be done,
Because every time it got too serious, you’d run.
High School Sweethearts
IG:@braxton.poetry
rob kistner May 29
_

you arrived in spring
asking why I'd left

I had no good response
the other shoe had fallen
a resounding thud
what was I to do

you looked surprised
and asked me about sorrow

I had no good response
so I dried your eyes
and held you close
against my beating heart

you looked at me
and asked about lonliness

I had no good response
so I took you in
and watched as you untangled truth
marveling at your balance

then you looked away
and ask if love is real

I had no good response
so year by year
we've watched the night sky
and wondered about love

_


rob kistner © 2018
Kim Essary May 24
I will stand by your side because I always want you to stand by mine. I will try my best to consider your feelings in hope you consider mine.  I will choose my words carefully if we disagree and hope you choose yours just as careful when speaking to me. Each memory of us I will hold in my heart, and hope you cherish them the same. I will be loyal, honest and love you with every breath that I take. As I Pray you do also in every decision you make  You are My Soul  Mate. My Love My Very Best Friend,  MY HUSBAND TO BE,  til death do we part, forever You and me!
©kimmied1105
I love you with all that I have
Paint it fades
Shelf’s collapsing off the walls
A painted face
Skin is peeling it comes off

Shed the light
Leave the pain
A feathers sorrow in the rain
A wilted flower yet seeds remain
To grow and rise again and again

A grievance
A responsibility
Change has come so blessed be
To those alive to carry a legacy

Share the freedom
Compassionate wisdom
Braid the heritage into blood
Threaded carefully from what was

Glory has passed a torch and flame
That eternally burns but never the same
I ask you truly what is in a name
After all is said and done
What path, what way, what home did you make?

My grandfather made a path into all of your hearts, and that is where he is. This is his home.

R.I.P. Grandpa Ken
**Taiji**
Tess Apr 7
I wait all day,
I sleep all night.
I like to play.
I do not bite.

I'm your best friend,
I'm here for you.
I will defend
you through and through.

I have four legs.
I'm big and small.
I can be scary
or not at all.

You know me best.
I know you too.
I do what you ask.
because I love you.

When I'm older,
my life all spent,
I'll wish for more
than I could give.

For a new friend
who will love you
and be loyal
like I was to you.

Until that day,
I'll be your friend.
I will stay true,
until the end.
For all beloved pets.
Cat Lynn Mar 26
I'm going to tell you a story about what a relationship in this day and age should look like

Except this isn't my story to tell. This story goes to the wild Turkey's, for love, they will fight

You see, I work at a rescue center, and we have 4 turkeys. 3 male, and 1 female.

The one female and 2 of the males are rescued.  The last male is a wild turkey. He visits every day without fail

He flies over the fence to visit his female, and she never loved another, not even with the other two

Although there were other wild females, and other recused males, they were determined to keep their loyalty true

And true and loyal they both have always been, and when one of the other males tried to attack

or scare Her love away. The female won't just stand around, she'll put on a fight, and peck at their backs

Their backs are bare, they learned the hard way. Not to mess with loyal love. He can't stay away

Even when I or any other people try to frighten him off, it won't stop him, he still comes every day

If only people could have a strong, loyal, love fighting relationship like these two turkey's.

They've been like this for 4 years... What a lovely lesson we could learn... It's something I want for me.
Turkey's.... Romance... What???? XD XD XD

This is a true story though, sometime I'll post a picture of them but it is the sweetest thing... I've never heard of a better loyal animal love story and it's like.... why can't people be JUST as willing... JUST as loyal.. JUST as faithful... and JUST as willing to fight for one another...

The Lord has taught me so many things through animals I wish I could share to more... but not everyone can relate and I guess thats why i don't share them that often. I hope this at least touched your heart and if you want to read more poems about lessons I've learned from animals, Please comment ;) I would be greatly encouraged by that... I know this poem... isn't really that good but.. I really felt like I should write about it :) Thank you!

3/22/18
Cat Lynn ///
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