New Perceptions

New Perceptions

 

My life today is from decisions once made

Resentment and Rejection has been long over-played

The secret to life, I've yet to find

Learned to speak the truth,

What's on my mind.

It is what it is; I've made an effort to be found,

Keep my head outa my ass, and my feet on the ground

To have many friends as never before

In some ways we all can relate

No one to judge, or even keep score

One of my newest friends is full of joy

She makes my heart flutter, better play it coy

Having her in my life today is ultimately cool

Don't do, what I used to do

Treat her with respect, don't act a fool

I'm not so accustomed to being so shy

I guess I’m intimidated to death, because she’s so fly ;)

I don't know if my heart is playing tricks

Does she feel the same way?

Or am I just bad with my picks

Either way don't lose her as a friend

My heart can be fixed, but not as easy to mend.

So many common interests, that we share

Many of the same likes

Lots more conversations to soon be paired

This girl is so special, sparkling eyes of brown

her smile itself, lifts me off the ground!

My mind twists things, could it be what it is

Can't trust my feelings they've been wrong before

Do I have a shot, or is it none of my biz

Take it slow; build a relationship that will last

Something usually skipped, don't relive the past

Arggg... why can't i get her outa my mind

Writing this corny poetry

Prettiest of smiles no need for refine.

One day at a time, let God run the show,

Things will work out, this I know!

by:  Gregory Smitheman

Elite Publishing's & Graffix

Sorry to break from the norm but I just had to get in a "plug" for my new website.

Come and see ElitePublishings.com; A Tennessee based graphic design firm!

Also we are in need of some more creative poetry submissions! Please E-mail your submissions to ElitePublishings@Gmail.com.  Don't forget to include a picture, prefered colors, and a link to your site.

Thanks,

Smitty

Words

WORDS

 
So many words just floating around,
like spectres on the prowl.
Pick a handful and see what's there,
Slowly open the fingers son none will escape.
The one that gets away may be the one you want.

Make sentences out of the floating words:
paragraphs, essays, and books. The
choices are unlimited: the words are free.
If there is one you do not want--
turn it loose.
It may be the one I need.

 

By: Mary Jo Holder 

Now It Doesn't Matter

 

 

Now It Doesn't Matter

                                    

An orb of iridescent light

striding off into the dark of night
Glances down at the spots on the

ebony cloak it has donned tonight.    

Some specks of cosmic dust is all,
so small as not to matter.
No time to pause and flick them off,

It will have to wait til later.

Each insignificant little speck,
in it's own elliptical path, felt
smug in thinking it the leader.

The atmosphere around their world

neglected for so long
was to be their biggest downfall

The cloak is shook, the specks are gone.
Now it doesn't matter.

 

By: Mary Jo Holder