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Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Hello Poetry
        (Where The Heart Is In The Write)

    Here I am, just a man in a changed
World and I’m lost in what to believe
And it saddens me deeply and I
Wear my heart upon my sleeve

I still like to think that the world
Is full of people whom still are kind
But the media has filled their hearts with
Hate and they’ve become reality blind

But miracles still happen every day
This much I truly know
And each of us in our hearts
Still have room to grow

One day I was feeling really low
And I had this phone in my hand
I was truly puzzled by things
In this world that I didn’t understand

I began to cry and I couldn’t stop
And as usual a poem I began to write
It had nothing to do with my pain
It was silly and fun and light

The title was Old Ones
And I simply just wanted to share
I found Hello Poetry and I found
There’s still wonderful people out there

We write about a plethora of things
In general just what’s on our mind
We post them here and we read
Other poetry that we find

In a world full of hate, there’s love here
It’s a family that I’ve never known
I feel it in my heart and even deeper
Clean down to the bone

I want to thank you all for your kindness
Deb Jones, and Scripted Silence too
Carlo C Gomez and Timetabled and
Beautifully Broken just to name a few

God Bless you all for your love
And for shining your light
Thank you so much my people of Hello
Poetry, where the heart is in the write

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/11/2021
All rights reserved
Dedicated to everyone here at HP

               Old Ones

  I remember my youth and
The energy that was endlessly flowing
And today I feel that energy
Continually slowing

I remember my elders and
How they envied me
Wishing they could store
That energy for eternity

Now the years have passed me by
And I still feel the kid Inside of me
But I have no clue just where
That energy might be

I know it's lost in some
Kind of a galaxy Void
Harnessed inside some
Kind of a robot droid

Or maybe it's frozen in the
Space and time doldrums
Or maybe it was  hijacked
By the old ones

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 4/9/17
All rights reserved
The first poem that I posted here
Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Copied and pasted, I didn’t write this.

Alas they've come for Dr. SEUSS, they wish to hang him with a noose. They claim his tales were racist bent, they judged him fast, missed what he meant.  
But if we look inside his tales, you'll find the balance of the scales.  Remember when Horton heard a Who, and we heard the wisdom of the Lorax too.  The lesson behind Green Eggs and Ham,  that changed the mind of Sam I am.  Remember too the rotten Grinch, who once would never give an inch. He taught us lessons, one and all, boys and girls, big and small.  
So if you've judged his works as poor, you should re-read them, I implore.  The man we know as Dr. SEUSS, turned our imaginations loose.  His impact was beyond compare, he taught us it was good to care.  To accept the red, the blue, the green, and on each other we can lean.  
So if you still won't give an inch, your heart has hardened like the Grinch.  Release the grudge, the hate, the rue, and embrace the hope of Cindy Lou.
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Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Another Typical Story

     She walked into the restaurant alone
The greeter said will this be a table for one
She nodded shyly and embarrassed
All the time wishing she had someone

She can feel the eyes upon her and the
Conversations have lowered to a whisper
And there’s no fairytale prince searching
For the foot that fits the glass slipper

None of the lovers she’s had before
Ever held her heart like a token
And if you look into her eyes you quickly
Realize she’s a woman Beautifully Broken

So desperately now she wishes for love
But she keeps her love in chains
So she spends her nights alone
As only the fear of love remains

She keeps her heart protected
It’s in a vault locked deep inside
And each time love gets too close
She finds a safe place to hide

It happens each time, she’s so predictable
For now it’s love she tends to shun
For even if there’s a hint of love
She turns her tail to run

She tells herself that love is
Something that she just can’t trust
But when the heart is made of steel
Ultimately it begins to rust

She wonders now is her life reality
Being lived forever in a destined purgatory
Or is she still in the world of the living and
Her broken heart just another typical story

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/10/2021
All rights reserved
Another poem inspired by
Beautifully Broken
Chuck Kean Mar 2021
I Had To watch Them Die

   As a soldier for my country
I’ve taken the Oath to defend
The weight of my country upon my
Shoulders in which so many depend

My brothers in arms feel it too and we
Carry it into battle with honor and pride
Some of us came back home alive
Only to later commit suicide

The things that we see
In this nightmare of war
I pray for a life time
That I see them never more

But in my brain I know
That the visions will forever stay
And they will haunt me to my grave
And be with me in my final place I lay

What I will carry with me the most is in
The heat of battle as it would intensify
I would see my brothers in arms dropping
Around me and I had to watch them die

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/09/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Watch You Fall

     Do you still think about your past
Do you still think about you and I
And if you do, does it make you smile
Or tell me does it make you cry

Do you still tell yourself
You weren’t the one that would scrutinize
Do you tell your friends you let me go
How does your brain rationalize

In your own little world
Do you you live in a fantasy
Will you ever face yourself
Will you ever understand reality

Will I ever matter at all or did you
Just dismiss me from the start
When you look back now, was there
Ever any love for me in your heart

And as you were hanging on the
Edge of love and I was holding on
Did I lose my strength or did I let
You slip away knowing love was gone

In your arrogance and memory
What does your mind recall
Was it you or was it me?
Did I let go just to watch you fall

Written By:Charles Kean
& Beautifully Broken
Copyright © 03/08/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Away From The Lights

  I live in the City,life is lived
In a whirlwind, a quickened pace
I’ve never felt like this was the life
For me, no I feel so out of place

But it’s been this way for all my life
And I’ve learned to adapt
But there’s always been a yearning
For a simpler way, to be untapped

A slowed down way of things with
A porch and a lemonade or tea
A place where the Rooster crows and
Stars fill the sky like the water of the sea

Away from the sirens and crowded streets
Away from the concrete highways
Away from the skyscrapers and malls
Away from the this mental craze

Away from the life of the fast lane
And all of the City sights
Just once I want a life of peace
Somewhere far away from the lights

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 04/04/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 2021
Beast Of The Angels Demise

    It’s Two Am and the darkness
Still reigns the night
The tears are fallen and it’ll
Never be too soon come the light

In the shadows I see the vision and
I can hear the echoes of love and joy
But love was conquered and destroyed
In a battle matching the likes of Troy

She was an Angel so pure,
She was sure she had the power to heal
But my pain was over bearing
Ultimately crushing her Keel

Disabling her so badly that she was
Unable to spread her wings and fly
My darkness took her life with
Unknown powers that mystify

I guess I’m destined to be without love
My heart just a sacrificial lamb
A darkness will forever reign and
Time will be forever frozen at two AM

It’s unbelievable the events
That came to materialize
And I can never forgive myself for being
The beast of the Angels demise

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/28/2021
All rights reserved
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