#wishes
I had wishes in my head
So I whispered them to the well
Hoping I'd hear a different sound
I said them all once again
But all I said echoed back
As if there was nothing there
Only me and my despair,
I leaned a little Just to face
My shattered soul in the well
So I leaned closer again
And this time I was sure
The well was empty all the way
Empty and full of broken dreams
I let go as the well
Swallowed my tears just the same
3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 2:35 PM UTC
Bright stars glistening
Once promises and wishes
Yet now wished upon
Dreamers restless minds to see
Wishing and wish upon me
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 10:56 PM UTC
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Celebrate Mothers
Raising Kids is NOT Easy
God‘s daily blessing
Both traditional and Modern Haiku adheres to
The 5– 7–5 syllable, pattern Traditional Haiku focuses on nature and seasons , while Modern Haiku often explores different subject matter beyond nature and captures the everyday experience or emotions, including love and social issues
Modern Haiku
3lines
5-7-5 pattern per line
17 syllables
Inspired songs;
1970s Mother’s Day and Mama Songs
These songs reflect a mix of nostalgia, respect, and 70s storytelling making them ideal for a throwback Mother’s Day playlist
Please listen and enjoy
As always, if you know any other songs that tug on your heart strings, add to your comments
Thank You
1) I’ll always love my mama 1973
By The Intruders
A soulful direct appreciation of mother’s
2) Simple Man By Lynyrd Skynyrd 1973
Advice from a mother to her son
3) Coal Miner‘s daughter By Loretta Lynn 1970
A loving tribute to her mother and upbringing
4) Lady Madonna by The Beatles 1968
A tribute to working mother’s
5) Moma told me not to come
By Three Dog Night 1970
A rock hit about avoiding a wild party
6) Your mama don’t dance
by logins and Messina 1972
A look at parents, not approving of rock ‘n’ roll
7) Mother and Child Reunion ByPaul Simon 1972
A reflection on losing a mother
8) Mother liked the Roses By Elvis Presley 1970
A tribute to a mother who has passed away
May 10
May 10, 2026 at 2:17 PM UTC
I am not so sure
what I want, I am bewitched --
by my half-wishes.
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 3:31 AM UTC
When you tell me "I wish you were here"
I know that I wish I was there to
To be the one who you tell things no one cares to listen to
To be the one that you hold on to
To be the one you feel safe with
To be just there for you
Calm down you through hard times
Loving you when you don't ask
Just doing this tasks
Not for love
But out of love
Like you should be loved
For my A.V.L
Apr 6
Apr 6, 2026 at 4:37 AM UTC
We are the poisoned youth,
That's what they say.
Forced to grow up too soon.
I wish I was the person that everyone remembered me as.
I wish I could go back to before it was too late.
To the days where I didn't want to go to bed,
where sleep wasn't an escape.
To the days of sun
and grass stains on new shorts.
To the days of sprinklers
and trampolines,
To the days where I prayed for a boyfriend,
and not to be taken in my sleep.
The days
I wish I could wipe my slate clean,
start over,
somewhere new,
The thing is,
when you're my age,
you don't get wishes anymore.
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 10:29 AM UTC
You look at me,
and suddenly
I forget how breathing works.
Like something in me pauses
just to make space for you.
Now even the wind feels different,
like it’s carrying small, fragile wishes
I never meant to make.
Dandelions don’t last long, I know…
still, I let them take your name
every time they leave my hands.
I don’t say it out loud
but if there’s a once kind of feeling,
this must be it.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 2:51 PM UTC
And so I stand by the Fairy Tree
Frosted grass beneath my feet
Crunching crisp between my toes
That curl and curl as the hours grow
Afraid to pluck red berries bright
Or snap a twig should the Sídhe arise
So I make a wish and in return
A dab of butter, soft and warm
I'll come again tomorrow morning
O'er frostbit hills, mid shepherd's warning
And with foggy breath, I'll ask a favour
If only they'd listen and send a saviour
Uplifted roots; bark all broken
The berries gone; the door unopened
They lay down to sleep; no intervention
And my heart grew strong of its own intention
Curl and curl as the hours grow
Crunching crisp between your toes
The frosted grass beneath your feet
If you await a wish from the Fairy Tree
April 2024
Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 3:27 PM UTC
You die for eyes that'd praise you like treasure,
Not cuz yo on Gucci Versace,
But for what you are inside.
You long for arms that you'd fit in better,
Neither swatters nor jaw breakers,
Where you'd feel at home and safer.
You pray for lips that'd go gentle against yours,
On yo ears soft assurance whisperers,
And not rough insult slingers.
Yet you keep doors of yo heart to yo wishes closed,
You pass 'em all for fantasy never reality,
While I'm on the outside willing to give all that.
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 3:01 AM UTC
There are times
I wish
for wishes
just to wish
it all away
for the thoughts,
memories, and feelings
refuse to stay put away.
Maybe a Jinn could help
or maybe gin could too
but then I wouldn’t be me
and you just wouldn’t be you.
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 6:53 PM UTC
I wish someone
would shatter your heart like you did mine
I wish someone
would make you doubt yourself like you made me
I wish someone
would make you question life like you left me to do
I wish someone
would oppress you and silence you like you victimized yourself in all of this
I wish someone
would treat you worse than you treated me
I wish someone
would remind you then of how horrible you were to me and wish you never did.
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 2:52 AM UTC
My petition is earnest, as I have a great appreciation for the brevity and purpose of life. I realize that life’s journey is meaningful by virtue of those whose paths we’ve crossed and with whom we’ve shared our love. For this, I am grateful and yet my gratitude is tinged with grief because of personal losses and great rifts of inequities that persist in negatively affecting the human continuum. I ponder the vitality and quality of life that each of us bears as we occupy a distinct time and place in its playing field.
My existence has prompted me to appreciate the smallest and seemingly insignificant details of our daily awakenings. I preserve my wonder of nature’s wildness and beauty. The splendor of our world is unparalleled, and I hope that every individual opens their eyes to the marvelous and pleasing influences that life contains. I yearn for the occasion in which we are all in agreement with the conservation of our planet.
I wish everyone a multitude of love and miracles. May the wind always be at your back. May smiles, laughter and sunshine brighten and lighten any shadows or storms that pass your way. May you always be surrounded by kindness, gentleness, wisdom and plenty. May all your tears be dried and your spirit be comforted during any passage of sorrow or grief.
As I turn in this evening, I gaze at the stars, and I think of my loved ones who no longer walk here with me. I’m comforted and blessed by the knowledge of their love for me. Their spirits blend in the star-filled night sky and they shine on, in the unreachable distances while my mind travels to the fading memories that we’ve shared.
Life is a glorious ride, and my wish is that every one of you would have the pleasure of walking in the light of love and joyful memories, in every minute of every day.
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 5:29 PM UTC
I made a wish upon a star
and I am still waiting
is there a cue that I am in?
if so,
I must have been pushed back a lot
Where can I get the pamphlet to skip the line?
My wish has been held up,
think I made the same one at least twenty times
Think I have made the same mistake forty fold.
Oops there's the 41st time...hope this line doesn't last forever
Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 7:31 PM UTC
Imbedded in my lungs
Is a secret I did not say
But which still breathes out
Endless
I wish for everything
So long as it’s
—with you
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 12:43 AM UTC
Everyone is false, everyone is rude.
I just wished for solitude, you just wished for altitude.
Everyone is going away, but no one is rowing away.
I just wished for dreams, you just wished for delusions.
Falsifiers are blooming, good is getting diminished.
Righteousness is nowhere, jealousy is blooming everywhere.
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
i long for you to take me there
to fields of flowers blooming blue
that place which feels like my dreams
a place where anything could happen
where stardust falls from my wishes
and weaves into reality
in this place of longing and hope
i'll be waiting for you
for the day that promises are kept
and words manifest into something real
into more than i've ever imagined
or hoped would ever come to pass
long though the journey may be
and uncertain the path to reach it
i'll brave my fears with thoughts of you
and what awaits on the other side
your kind face smiling down at me
and your gentle voice in my ears
but for now i shall hold you in my heart
until the day i can hold you in my arms
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 4:00 AM UTC
I feel as if there is blood on my hands;
Tiny splatters that resemble sand,
This is not a beach, no–
But there is an ocean somewhere,
And I’m drowning in it;
I fear I cannot be saved.
I see so much more as I go down below,
The more brightly each fish seems to shine,
Yet they are too far away for their paths to brighten mine.
Deep beneath these waves of contempt,
Underneath layers and layers of hair unkempt,
Lies the answer to mankind’s curse.
I doubt it shall ever be found,
Or has it been already buried underground?
Perhaps it is what we once wished to be,
A memoir of all the places that we wished to see;
Perhaps it is all the times we do not regret,
Or a collection of our promises not kept;
Maybe it is simply full of our hearts,
And all of our sentiments of love.
It may only contain a silver key,
Laden with jade and many sea-weeds,
Unlocking a door that we cannot find.
If I shed all my tears and–I cry,
Will life still just pass me by?
I guess I will finally know once it is too late,
For it is impossible to deviate on the path of fate.
All of this exits from my head,
A portrait of my visions as I lie in bed.
I have lied to you as does the dying crow,
For I do not fear untraveled waters, no;
I am not plagued by aqueous nightmares of blue–
But rather I am tortured
By dreams that never did come true.
Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 2:32 PM UTC
Light-footed within
me, my expectations tap --
open the future.
Oct 31, 2025
Oct 31, 2025 at 3:56 AM UTC
Stress. It's not a hurt,
it's a ghost of fire. The memory of it
burning on your skin. The memory of it
tomorrow.
And it hurts, dreaming. These dreams
weren't beautiful. Fall into night
with my blanket of wing. Dream,
incessantly.
But still, it's all alright, right?
Before, I wished it were. But now,
I'm a believer. I am, really. I'm a
believer.
Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 12:36 AM UTC
Happy birthday to you, to me and to you
Every day is a beautiful day, a beautiful birthday
I offer my very best wishes to you and to you
Let’s live life to the fullest every single day.
Let’s be positive all day and night long
Let’s transform life into a beautiful poem or a short song
Carpe diem! Let the flowers and the birds live
And let the roses beautify our lives as we leave.
Happy birthday to you, to me, and to you
To our brothers, sisters, strangers and friends
Please offer or tender our helping hands
To all, to neighbors and the entire crew.
Copyright © October 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 12:43 AM UTC
“I dream; therefore, I am,” said the sage. \
Will my dreams come to fruition? \
I beseech Jah, The Transcendent One \
That I might attain the fulfillment of the promise. \
When Jah & Jesus sought \
To consecrate me \
I resisted them, \
I did not fathom myself worthy. \
I was enfettered by my Sea of Iniquities \
& unable to disentangle, liberate myself \
From the onerous & lethal wages \
Of Sin & Death. \
But now I have been emancipated, —experienced manumission \
By the Hand of The Deific Divine: \
My dreamcatcher, \
My salvific benison. \
To The Transcendent Dreamcatchers: \
Thank you for life, love, liberty, & your embrace. \
—You are Freedom, you are The Emblematization of Emancipation, you are The Insignia of Liberty; \
Therefore, you grant me the wings to soar. \
Please continue to be my aegis \
Your name being a bulwark against The Nightmarish Wraith of Tremulousness. \
Apropos of your Holy Spirit \
I wield a Bastion Heart. \
(—Se’ lah)
09-26-2025
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 10:11 AM UTC
back home,
the calendars
were full of us,
names for every day.
we took sweets to school,
wished each other well
in the corridors,
as if the day itself
was a friend.
bonbons waited,
a handful of flowers,
the warmest hugs.
they were small,
but made the day
feel special.
for it was.
here, in my second home,
there are none.
i never really cared
for name days,
not the way others did —
but i miss the fuss
and the unspoken promise.
today slipped by
like a coin
rolled under the bed,
with a thought
gnawing at me.
perhaps growing up
is simply learning
to accept
that some traditions end.
Sep 28, 2025
Sep 28, 2025 at 11:16 AM UTC
i wish someone's
dark brown eyes
made me write—
each line steeped
in love,
each poem
a quiet devotion,
a place to drown
softly
in their gaze.
i wish
there were arms
to run to
when nothing felt right,
a heartbeat
to rest inside
when the world
grew too loud.
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 10:23 AM UTC
it's easy to remember the kisses, the laughter.
the way your name felt soft on my tongue.
but, what about the nights i slept alone?
the fights that left my heart bruised?
the slience so heavy that it choked me.
being shut out, locked away from you by you.
no photos of my tears.
no post of my emptiness that settled in my chest.
as if love's ugliest moments didn't existed.
and, here's the truth i never wanted to learn.
: spoiler alert - *** never makes someone love you.
not enough to stay.
not even enough to try.
Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 6:32 PM UTC