love

Saturday April 17

You are my Lode Star

in the morning dawning light
you are always there
you are my lode star
my sunshine, my moonshine
the love of my life, my wife
with your endless love
I will face the evil corrupted world
even walk through the shadow of death
as long as you by my side
I will fear no evil for you are with me
and I will love you
until death takes me
from your your loving embrace

another Nigerian spam found poem

April 13 Poems

I believe in ghosts

I used to not believe
in ghosts or spirits
or supernatural phenomenon

at least
i used to be
quite skeptical

but I have had
some weird encounters
over the years

so now perhaps
I do believe
that ghosts might be real

I have had supernatural
experiences
things that defy my understanding

back in 1992
My Korean Uncle-in-law died
and the family hired a shaman

did a traditional shaman ritual
the shaman came out
a middle age woman

today's poems (april 12)

April 12, 2020

Life spinning out of control

it seems these days
that life is spinning out of control
everyday the news is grim
more people are dying
as the virus spreads out of control

but in these days
where everything seeks
to be beyond our control

it is best to remember
to worry about
those things
one can control

and the rest
will take care
of it self

you can only control
yourself
and your emotions

Sadness, despair, depression, madness
Are the words that entrap my mind when looking at the bland brown house.
The one house with all grey walls.
The one with the single tan car going back and fourth.
The one where even when we exited our drought, no bright flowers began to sprout.
The one that belongs to a dear Ms. Sky.

Girl, when we put our hearts together
There is a heavenly bliss
Nothing but magic in the air
Along with sweet tenderness
Together, we always shine
We build each other up
With every hug and kiss
We strive to reach to the top

Vigil

God forbid if something terrible happens and I lose my eyesight.
I would miss the smile on my mother's face shining with glow and always bright.
My brothers would have tears in their eyes seeing me like this,
and would never indulge in a friendly fight.
My world would be in darkness though there would be light.
I won't be able to take lonely walks on the streets, would require help by plight.

I became a poet "for your precious love",
Never say" Bye bye love".
"You are always on my mind", always first not
" at last",God is smiling from clouds above.

"You are my girl ",I love your hair with curl.
You are more precious to me than a pearl.

" Wake up little Susie" , let's go watch a movie.

You are my world,"I will always love you".
Together we will face all hardships and sail the tide through.

Someone's come to meet you"Daddy's home".
Let's plan a family trip and hit to Rome.

The world is my home and everyone living here is family.
Beauty lies not in pretty face but in a beautiful soul, everyone gets confused in this anomaly.

We must have faith in our abilities and allow it to get unfurled.
It only takes one" Thomas Edison" to invent electric bulb and transform the world.

Beautiful day,
hold me tight.
Show me birds
in high blue flight.
Show me bare branches
once clothed in green.
Show me fields of
waves serene.
Help me look beyond
things i can touch.
To see God's eyes,
I love so much.

Rick