July 2018 Showcase Of Poems... [ Found On P H By Bri! ] Poem by Bri Edwards

I just realized how the end of June has snuck up ….on me!
It's time again for a "showcase", which to YOU I give out free! !
So from my desk inkwell I pull out my Big Red Goose Quill …..
to compose a poem; I try to entertain you all.I hope this will.

I think I'll use a bunch of "love" & "hate" poems, or "so-called" ….on this P H site.
I've looked at poems with topics love OR hate.Some I think "just right"!
But FIRST, I'd be remiss if I didn't pick a poem from Bharati N.
She offered several for June, but I'd 'wrapped it up' (finished it) by then.

I don't know which poem, she's offered, I'll eventually choose,
but I think she's a pretty (&) good poet, so we.....probably "can't lose".

(June …26th …2018)

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All poets & poems I "use" are gratefully acknowledged by me, Bri.Thanks, poets!

Any typos in poems are (I hope) those of the authors, and NOT typos ‘added' by PH
after the poets have submitted their works for our enjoyment, entertainment,
enlightenment, OR "boos" and "hisses".Over the last 3 years of "usually-monthly"
showcases, I have tried to keep MY typos & grammatical errors to a minimum.I now
apologize for any ‘errors' which are MY FAULT! !

Sometimes I leave a Bri's Notes after a poem.Sometimes I leave a Poet's Notes
from an author.

I hope you like "The Show"!

Bri :)

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The POETS ('a' through 'n')& their poem titles: ...LISTED (alphabetically) ***in the ORDER*** THEY WERE
ENTERED INTO THIS SHOWCASE:


a - Bharati Nayak: Dream

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b - Uriah Hamilton: (1) lovely Waist

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c - La'Kira Jackson: Love Is

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d - The Broken Poet: Love/Hate

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e - John Krysinski: It's You I Love It's Your Love I Miss

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f - Dr.Rajendra Tela: The Fate Of Hate Is Hate

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g - Lora Colon: No More Than This

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h - banamala sen: Yellow Curtain

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i - Valsa George: To My Younger Son

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j - Udiah (witness to Yah) : The Weight Of Love (Love Love Love Love)

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k - Bonnie Alden Phillips: Love Me - Love My Poetry

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l - Jo Lynn Ehnes: Love Is (Found)Is Love

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m - tiyler durden: I Hate To Fly

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n - Allen Steble: *(True Love, Love Truly)*

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I'm done! See the Poems, below. Bri :)

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The POEMS (a-n) and their authors' names: ...listed (alphabetically) in the *****REVERSE***** order
of when they were entered into the showcase:


n - *(True Love, Love Truly)* Poem by Allen Steble


*(True Love, Love Truly)*

If true love is love truly
then let true love be true
don't rip a hole in my chest
and crush my blood pump
if you are not surely sure
then walky walk out the front door
cause i'm not playing tricky tricks
or hide and find
with your playful mind

If true love is love truly
then let true love be true
stay with me and love me
and i'll stay with you and love you


Topic (given by PH) : love

Poems by Allen Steble: 28 / 203

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m - I Hate To Fly - Poem by tiyler durden


I Hate To Fly

I hate to fly
And do you know why
You stand in huge line
For three hours
Just to have your bag
Checked in by a retarded old hag.

I hate sitting in the plane
It gives me pain
Next to a person who does
Not speak English
And a little terror kid
Who you wish would play
With the fire exit


topic (given by PH) : hate

Poems by tiyler durden: 56 / 138

Bri's Notes:
It seems to me that there are in life [and in these poems]
varying degrees of "love" and "hate".:)

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l - Love Is (Found)Is Love - Poem by Jo Lynn Ehnes


Love Is (Found)Is Love

Love
is found;
enraptured
are two, then shared
are understanding
and trust entwined with truth.
Defined are dreams and romance;
aroused are emotions inside;
whenever destiny is working.

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Working is destiny whenever
inside emotions are aroused.
Romance and dreams are defined.
Truth with entwined trust and
understanding are
shared, then two are
enraptured;
found is
love.


topic (given by PH) : love

Poems by Jo Lynn Ehnes: 46 / 84

Bri's Notes:
As I indicated in a poem comment on the poem's page,
'I've loved some poems much more than this one, but
its structure is so unique (to me at least) that I
am sharing it in July's showcase.'Look at it carefully!

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k - Love Me - Love My Poetry - Poem by Bonnie Alden Phillips


Love Me - Love My Poetry

I once wrote some poetry - the best,
the finest POETRY
My POETRY came with a capital
"P".
My POETRY was distinguished
POETRY, proper, complete line of
Verse POETRY - honorable,
prehistoric, geographical POETRY
Divine, instinctive, even religious
POETRY -
I sent it to the magazines
The very good magazines
The very best magazines -
They returned it to me every time!
I once wrote some inferior POETRY
Low in style, irregular in measure
POETRY
Undignified, trivial, absurd POETRY
inadequate, mischievous, comic
POETRY
Some stuff like this - A CRIME -
I sent it to the magazines
The very good magazines
The very best magazines

They kept it every time!
Now, I ask of you - my question is
fair and brief - I ask
Of you - your ear I pray and beg you
give -
Shall I write intuitive,
comprehensive, reasoning
POETRY
Specific, Godlike, Capitol
committed POETRY
The sort I think will live?
Or shall I write inferior, very bad
POETRY - the kind that soon is
Dead - and send it to the magazines,
the very good, the best magazines
THAT I MAY LIVE INSTEAD! ! !


topic (given by PH) : love

Poems by Bonnie Alden Phillips: 2 / 2

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j - The Weight Of Love (Love Love Love Love) - Poem by Udiah (witness to Yah)


The Weight Of Love (Love Love Love Love)

I once was asked concerning love versus hate
Why does it seem that hate is so great?
While hate is a very strong emotion too
Nothing can equal love that is true

I once was asked concerning love versus hate
Why does it seem that hate is so great?
While hate is a very strong emotion too
Nothing can equal love that is true

The weight of hate is very heavy to bear
While it seems like love is lighter than air
Accounts of hate make a big news headline
While actions of love you must look hard to find

But when you consider that love is patient, kind,
Envieth not, not pompous, not puffed up, not rude,
Seeketh not her own, slow to anger, thinks no evil,
Rejoices not in wrong doing, but rejoices in the truth,
Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things,
Endures all things, and never fails*

You soon learn that the density of love is so much,
Although the scales be heaped with a great volume of hate
It's catapulted by a mere measure of love's touch,
Love strengthens the bearer so one feels not its weight

*author's translation of 1 Cor 13: 4-7


© 2011

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Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poems by Udiah (witness to Yah) : 186 / 208

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i - To My Younger Son - Poem by Valsa George


To My Younger Son

My son, to us, you're so very special
For reasons not just one or two!
But when you announced your arrival first
At an unexpected time and age-

Was it with joy or fear, still not so sure
That I first felt the faint stirrings of life
Sure, when you barged in more like a late night guest
You gifted us with a mixed pack

After eight months of anxious wait
When you showed up, a little earlier than due
With a clear shriek and a piercing cry
All our fears vanished, all anxiety fled

Like a cute little kitten with eyes shut
You slept peacefully day and night
Refusing to suck your mother's breast
That again put your mom in severe stress

You never threw any tantrums wild
As all other babies usually do
Pleasantly gentle with a chuckling smile
You were a spring flower, come alive

You readily accepted the cast away stuff;
Broken toys and milk stained bib,
Faded clothes and the little crib,
Used recklessly by your naughty brother

You never gave us any stress or pain
Even in days of adolescent strain
You were ever gentle and ready to mingle
With eyes lit up with a delectable twinkle

You are endowed with a loving heart
When we are glum, you are by our side
Your compassion, care and abiding love
Are truly gifts, God has blessed you with

You know every nook and corner of the house
Where each little thing placed and kept
If something is amiss inside the house
You run with a click and get it in fluke

As you left for studies, miles away
The house looked empty like an abandoned nest
With no more songs in early dawn
Until once you return to give it a tilt

Time will fly and you'll be grown
An adult, ready to soar into the world
But you are the reason that keeps us young
And give our tired legs an unusual spring

You lit our yesterdays, with hopes for tomorrow
And even after your hairline recedes
Even after you become man and Dad
You remain once and ever our *‘Vava' dear!


topic(s) : none assigned

Poems by Valsa George: 701 / 774

Poet's Notes about The Poem:
* Vava is a term of endearment for a baby!

Bri's Notes:
Along with Lora Colon, Ms. George is one of my two favorite
female 'friends' on Poem Hunter, as well as one of the finest
poets (female OR male) I've enjoyed 'reading' here. Thanks to
them and to PH! !

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h - Yellow Curtain - Poem by banamala sen


Yellow Curtain

The curtain in my room is pale yellow,
With golden leaves on it,
My mother lived in this room for a little while,
And left a little bit of her.

She told me, she loved the curtain,
And used to look at the leaves,
And think about every one in her life,
Each leaf reminded her of each one of her beloved ones.

She prayed for them,
Saying each and every name,
Each and every person precious in her life,
And in the end,
The names were countless!

The curtain still hangs there.


Topic(s) of this poem: love and life

Form: Free Verse

Poems by banamala sen: 19 / 19

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g - No More Than This - Poem by Lora Colon


No More Than This

Ask, if you will, for my hand to hold
When Life's darkest storms give you a fright;
And no, I will not think you too bold
Should you ask me to stay through the night

If it is a song you need to hear
To help put your restless mind at ease,
I shall place my lips close to your ear
And hum softly in angelic keys

My embrace and kiss are yours to own,
You need only ask me to claim them;
When seeds of despair become full-blown,
Together, you and I will tame them

I would let my blood course through your veins,
And my breath in your chest rise and fall;
And every loving deed that remains
Shall be rendered at your beck and call

All my love is yours, complete and whole,
No other can claim my lips to kiss;
So my heart, my life, my very soul
Are yours..... but I'll give no more than this!


Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poems by Lora Colon: 184 / 350

Bri's Notes:
For poems, usually serious, about love, longing, and/or loss-of-a-
'love', it is (very) "hard to beat" Ms. Colon's for their rhyming and
flow and (for some of you, perhaps; not me)their tear-producing 'stories'! ! !

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f - The Fate Of Hate Is Hate - Poem by Dr. Rajendra Tela, Nirantar


The Fate Of Hate Is Hate

The fate of hate is hate
Hate was his way of life
Humanity he did not like
Killed thousands
Around the world
Taught others
To live in hate
In the name of religion
Called himself a human
Lived like a demon
Spread terror on the earth
Did not get
Two yards for himself
Remains buried
In the depth of the sea
Was cursed by everybody
From a child to elderly
His fate was known
Long before he died
Tried his best to hide
But could not survive
The fate of hate is hate
Hate killed hate


03-05-2011

803-10-05-11

(On the death of Osama Bin Laden)

topic (given by PH) : hate

Poems by Dr.Rajendra Tela, Nirantar: 441 / 561

Bri's Notes:
This is my poem comment (see poem's page) :
"was he not 'loved' or 'admired' by some? but, yeah,
some hated him, or thought they should. i like the
poem. to MyPoemList. bri :)


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e - It's You I Love It's Your Love I Miss - Poem by John Krysinski


It's You I Love It's Your Love I Miss

It's been hours now just laying* in bed
Almost time to get up for work but only your* in my head
I'm laughing at myself for wishing for the same fantasy
Of you finally choosing you really want to be with me

Every second I relive the moments I had with you
Enjoying every second I heard I love you too
It's been forever since a smile has ever lasted on my face
Because no other has ever come close to every* taken* your place

At times it seems pointless like we were never meant to be
But then there are times I should just wait and see
I still wait and hang on to a slim glimpse* of hope
Because losing you was something I just couldn't cope

Years have past* *with it seasons came and went
With thoughts of you my sleepless nights i* spent
Even to this day I still remember our first kiss
It's still you I love it's your love I will always miss


topic of poem (given by PH) : love

Poems by John Krysinski: 9 / 17

Bri's Notes:
I really enjoyed reading this poem. BUT there are 8 changes
I would make to please me if it were 'my' poem [which it isn't! ].
I've used an asterisk (*)to mark where each change would be; do
YOU agree...with me? ! In place of "glimpse", I would use "glimmer".


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d - Love/Hate - Poem by The Broken Poet


Love/Hate ***

I love you, I hate you
But your always on my mind
I hate the way you smile
As beautiful as it may be
I hate the way you walk
And I hate the way you talk
I hate the way you smell
And I hate the way you feel
I hate the way you hair shines
And waves in the breeze
But most of all I hate the way
You make me feel
How your always on my mine
The way I see you but your never there
I hate it when I look at another girl
And all I see is you
I especially hate how much I love you
And everything you do
I hate how I can never have you
Or how my heart is not breaking over you
But shattering inside
With each piece of my heart
Contains a tiny fragment of memories I've confined
Memories of you I've held deep in side
Never letting go
I hate the way I feel when I miss you
And I want to break down and cry
I hate the pain that's burning inside
w/t thoughts of how much I love you
that I could never hide
I hate, it and I hate you
But know matter how much I say it
I'll still always love you deep down in side


topic of this poem (given by PH) : love (OR)hate(I don't remember which one!)

Poems by The Broken Poet: 27 / 61

***Bri's Notes about the poem:
[I 'love' this poem, but...]
The author uses "your" where I believe he means "you're/you are" in lines 2,13, &14. And, in line 9 "you" instead of "your". I believe "mine" means "mind", "in side" (twice) means "inside", "w/t" may mean "with the", and "know" means "no". And there is a comma not needed (or it's misplaced) after "I hate", near the ending.


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c - Love Is - Poem by La'Kira Jackson


Love Is

Love is a crossroad, it's a possibility it's correct or it might,
It's always easier if you turn right.

Love is an owl under the moon,
Crying to the world letting you know that it's coming soon.

Love is a mind in a genius's head,
It can be easier but it takes the long way instead.

Love is the four letter word in happiness,
Never the more and defently ever the less.

Love is the dramatic life that we live,
Love concors all, and that's what love is.


topic of this poem (given by PH) : love

Poems by La'Kira Jackson: 17 / 26

Bri's Notes about The Poem:
I believe "defently" means "definitely", and "concors" means "conquers".

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b - (1) lovely Waist - Poem by Uriah Hamilton


(1) lovely Waist

My eyes are summer-dew wet
with tears and sunset red
beneath the fading evenings of regret.

It was my desperate and sincere intention
to fall in love with you,
I didn't even seek or expect
emotional reciprocation,
merely your clear-dawn understanding
how I felt.

You're a clever and perceptive woman,
thus, nothing I do is shrouded in secrecy,
but please, don't consider me a jealous guy
staggering drunkenly at the thought
of another's tight embrace of your lovely waist:

If you're happy, I can let anything slide
and make my way to a new sunrise.

(6: 27AM 1-1-2018)


Topic(s)of this poem: love

Poems by Uriah Hamilton: 42 / 893

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a - Dream ….by Bharati Nayak

Dream

Sitting on clouds,
Floats my dream.
Blown by winds,
From place to place,
Flying over blue seas,
Green mountains,
And grey lands,
Drifting carelessly
From country to country,
From town to cities,
Foes and friends
Dropping into loving arms of the beloved
And slipping away,
Playing hide and seek,
Taking various shapes
Of peacock, bear or elephant,
Dream runs from land to land.

Searching for life's joy,
From earth to sky,
Frantically running helter -skelter,
At last settles,
On its very own dreamland.


Topic(s) of this poem: dream, imagination

Poems by Bharati Nayak: 33 / 158

Poet's Notes about The Poem:
"We all are children at heart and so dream like children.
While writing or posting this poem, I think myself not as
a writer, but a child."

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Thus endeth …..[I'm trying to be "poetic"! ] …..our July 2018 "showcase".
I hope I didn't BORE anyone! !

Check in August for more poets and poems ….brought to YOU for FREE! ! …
by both Poem Hunter AND by me, Bri Edwards aka Brian Edward Whitaker.


Bri :):)))))))))))))

p.s. Thanks, participants! !