Caretake poems on Hello Poetry

Marshall Gass Apr 2014

The endless sands bulging over and breaking
in undulating form
shifting in the winds language of low wolf whistles
and sensual whispers
stretches as far as the minds elasticity
into a sheltered cove where sits,
a desert prophet dreaming of strange rituals
in the mirage of waters and wastelands.

Come time and temperament he will rise
in the chill night to gaze upon the stars
moving within the spangled galaxies
between The Milky Way and Cassopeia,Andromeda,
with  Sirius suns rising in a another world
where secrets lay buried in the papyrus
of ancient astrologers who understood
how the earth was born and
other peoples left their mark
for a discovery  of millennium  future.

The prophet was here once.
Twelve feet tall and striding
between giant obelisks and pyramids
walking oceans, crossing land bridges
and land masses escorting
his forbears to seed the earth.

"I will return in time
ten thousand years after the Aztecs
Machu Pichu, Indus and Empires
built on carved  gods and seven headed hydra,
to rule again unquestioned, as before. Think.
Till then -leave what I have left behind
for you to caretake. Stay still.  Understand.

Author Notes
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© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago

Star BG May 2017

TO ALL

Likes, of hearts red, a positive memo in mailbox,
a sun bright, all become tickles inside my heart.
Little energetic sparks of encouragement
to light up words percolating in mind.

The likes become fuel for the wandering poetess I am.
A poet, who walks in breath infused with an idea.
A scribe, who dances to the music of a readers smile.
A writer, who holds gratitude for all those who write,
as we are family.

Thats me! One who savors all the red hearts I can gather, to plant in my poetic flower bed in mind. The field I caretake for a bouquet of poems to be picked and shared.

THANKS followers and others who come to my door step of a page. Happy reading!

TO ALL WHO GATHER ROUND MY FIREPLACE OF WORDS TO GET WARM INSIDE OF POSITIVE JARGON..

#likes #hearts #suns #thank #you

The Sick Red Carnation Sep 2017

FOR MY DAUGHTER

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Unplug is easier said than done thanks to social media, but
Caretake this moment
Immerse in present's particulars
Stop giving yourself needless trouble
Exert your Will-power to change negative into positive

Life is a practical battlefield
When you go to college
You learn to become better person
By knowing how to cope with, evil, vices, and needs

Yesterday's solution may not solve your today's question
Take help of parents and teacher
See everything with fresh mind

Think hard what you believe and stick to clear thinking
Make yourself confident person of clarity, and consistent
Nobody can hurt you unless you permit
Renounce external once and for all
Start practicing Self-sufficiency

Get off your phone, Facebook, Twitter
Talk to your own people for direct connection
Things happen, what you think and plan
The material is your life
No great thing is created suddenly
There is time
Give your best and always be kind

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

James Floss Jul 2017

INTERDEPENDENCE DAY (4 de julio, 2017)

Oh say can you see
Through the rocket's red glare
And the canon's loud roar
How we glorify war
Glory, gory hallelujah!

This land was their land
And now it's our land
But it's not your land
Though made by your hands

That pick our grapes and
Hang our drapes and
Landscape lawns and
Harvest prawns and
Caretake children
Carpenter homes
Clean motels
Cook and serve…

Et cetera.
¿Tu hablas español?

Be kind to our
Illegal friends
For mujer may be
somebody's mother.

Belle Jan 2021

choose your words carefully.

"Helping me" isn't realistic,
however one can be fine with the 'as is'
Labels caretake to us
Not by definition
But an association in vain of an illness.
Your ignorance is what will get to us
There is relativity to being
okay.
There is humanity to being,
Okay?
Listen to the beating
By day
A casual demeaning, you say

"Every body has bad days."

****.

I dislike confiding my feelings into people without mental illness or trauma because they mean well but their words often just dont reach past the surface because they truly cannot comprehend what im saying.

matthew scott harris Dec 2018

Wallet Weeps As Woebegone Former Mister Or Missus Snake

Listen...carefully,
     and ye kin hear
the muffled (dollar us -
dolorous) sound ache
king plaintive very loosely
     analogous to duck cry

of mourning, didst awake
ken to the somber news
     solemnly shared by
me - Doctor Quackenbush,
sans strapping beefcake
quaking counterpart, thee

     lifetime beau he mien
(rhapsodic) paramour got betake
hen to "Heaven's Gate,"
after getting bitten
by a blacksnake,
which squished, slithered, and

     shimmied secretly stole
     said tasty morsel without brake
king (her/his) stride,
     and dug poisonous
     (scorpion like) fangs
geese hilly as

one would slice cake,
which revelatory brief
     anecdote mentioned cuz,
this medical professional caretake
person, (whose doppelganger
     quadruples, i.e. moonlights

     as an expert 1. cheesecake
maker, 2. fisherman known
     far and wide (across four
compass points of the globe)
as one awesome clambake
expert, 3. seismograph specialist

predicting, where and
when an earthquake
will strike, and 4. hide
bound blithe tanner preparing
     leather made goods,
     particularly handsome wallets

     (sewn from snake skin),
     the most popular item
     (possibly because, one crisp Benjamin
     Franklin legally tendered
     secreted within a pouch),
thus upon cutting open

(preparation for crafting bill folds)
this one well fed squamate,
lo and behold
revealed poor soul mate,
which family member
Anatidae resembled friedcake.

Anton Angelino Jan 2020

John Wayne

Stay cool with yourself
never with the dynamically developing globe
backwards

I must have finally learned to have a stoic mind
since I’m moving through needy concepts in line
Melrose Avenue
step higher but first wisely choose the goal

Don’t climb to heavens intoxicated or else you might fall
let go of your role and forget the scenario

Just be who you are
Just do what you do

I own an ancient mind which is beheld occasionally through celluloid
grainy paper rock solid dance floor
I write and it’s here

Be yourself
Do your thing

Live your life
Or your dream

Caretake the estate of yours away from the burdensome business
never clarify lines of ink dark thoughts requested
but compare yourself to your future form which has yet to be revealed

But that not on the worldwide scene
given the opportunity to

You choose your future now
because your past chose you

And you became an extravagantly beautiful poet taken from
the purest blackness
to your lover’s arms in one lunatic degree tick

Now

Forget all your deadlines underneath long sleeves
and paper circles of the night
It all has been planned you just have to remember

You select your path
Single never dual

Forget people you want to forget
Bring end to this masquerade

Make people and me happy simultaneously?
Ha-Ha-Ha

I tried to stay cool I can say the least.

Poem #1 off “John Wayne” and the first promotional poem off the collection.

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