at no time should you be runner up
second best in a relationship
draw the line--stand your ground
there is nothing to be gained
and your heart will know
wait for the one
who puts you first
fills your needs
understands all
holds your hand
in the long run
this is what you deserve
what will make you smile
sooth your sole
and share your life
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https://mjb-lessonsfromlife.blogspot.com/ "Out of life's school of war: What does not destroy me, makes me stronger." Nietzsche
Friday, December 21, 2018
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
kiss me good night? (another of my mom's MJF)
if in this world there were but two
and all the world were good and true
and if you knew that no one knew
would you?
if you dreamed in pajamas blue
of two strong arms embracing you
and if you really wanted to
would you?
if all the world wee nice and bright
and if I stayed with you all night
and if I turned out all the lights
would you?
if we were in a certain place
an we were sleeping face to face
nothing between us but a little lace
would you?
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and all the world were good and true
and if you knew that no one knew
would you?
if you dreamed in pajamas blue
of two strong arms embracing you
and if you really wanted to
would you?
if all the world wee nice and bright
and if I stayed with you all night
and if I turned out all the lights
would you?
if we were in a certain place
an we were sleeping face to face
nothing between us but a little lace
would you?
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her words (my mother's poetry MJF)
my mother has the prettiest tricks
of words and words and words
her talk comes out as smooth and sleek
as breasts of singing birds
she shapes her speech all silver fine
because she loves it so
and her own eyes begin to shine
to hear her stories grow
if she goes to make a call
or out to take a walk
we leave our work when she returns
and run to hear her talk
we had not dreamed these things were so
of sorrow and of mirth
her speech is as a thousand eyes
through which we see the earth
God wove a web of loveliness
of clouds and stars and birds
but made not anything at all
so beautiful as words
they shine around our simple earth
with golden shadowings
and every common thing they touch
is exquisite with wings
there's nothing poor and nothing small
but is made fair with them
they are the hands of living faith
that touch the garment's hem
they are as fair as bloom on air
they shine like any star
and i am rich who learned from her
how beautiful they are
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of words and words and words
her talk comes out as smooth and sleek
as breasts of singing birds
she shapes her speech all silver fine
because she loves it so
and her own eyes begin to shine
to hear her stories grow
if she goes to make a call
or out to take a walk
we leave our work when she returns
and run to hear her talk
we had not dreamed these things were so
of sorrow and of mirth
her speech is as a thousand eyes
through which we see the earth
God wove a web of loveliness
of clouds and stars and birds
but made not anything at all
so beautiful as words
they shine around our simple earth
with golden shadowings
and every common thing they touch
is exquisite with wings
there's nothing poor and nothing small
but is made fair with them
they are the hands of living faith
that touch the garment's hem
they are as fair as bloom on air
they shine like any star
and i am rich who learned from her
how beautiful they are
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Wednesday, October 31, 2018
Orion's belt
my heart felt the pain of love once gone
footsteps tread on cold, smooth stone
I hardly recognized my life
trails unmarked--no clear cut signs
the music and the laughter gone
the glory of this that I now see
days so golden, fields of green
I shield my eyes to these bright days
less I falter or they go away
taking with them my warmth
ponder deeply all this I feel
free of pain and the walls I built
vanished now into thin air
my heart pounds when you are near
and I'm striding across Orion’s belt
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footsteps tread on cold, smooth stone
I hardly recognized my life
trails unmarked--no clear cut signs
the music and the laughter gone
the glory of this that I now see
days so golden, fields of green
I shield my eyes to these bright days
less I falter or they go away
taking with them my warmth
ponder deeply all this I feel
free of pain and the walls I built
vanished now into thin air
my heart pounds when you are near
and I'm striding across Orion’s belt
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we
chances were slim that we could meet
friends knew friends, but not you me
in a crowded world, in spaces in time
I became yours and you became mine
of all of the hearts in this small, vast world
of all the photos that we sift through
did I see you and not you me?
time closes gaps, on what should be
of all of the loves you could have had
of those we used and tossed away
luck draws a line, the right cards played
and you and I are we on this day
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friends knew friends, but not you me
in a crowded world, in spaces in time
I became yours and you became mine
of all of the hearts in this small, vast world
of all the photos that we sift through
did I see you and not you me?
time closes gaps, on what should be
of all of the loves you could have had
of those we used and tossed away
luck draws a line, the right cards played
and you and I are we on this day
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Friday, October 12, 2018
FLOTUS
you didn't ask to be put on point
didn't want more than you already had
didn't see why it needed to be
but we did
quietly, you make your mark
no transgressions on your part
no transcendence, no parade
rebuffs around every corner
carry on, you beautiful girl
head held high to this bleak world
do your best and leave your stamp
the elegant ones always do
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didn't want more than you already had
didn't see why it needed to be
but we did
quietly, you make your mark
no transgressions on your part
no transcendence, no parade
rebuffs around every corner
carry on, you beautiful girl
head held high to this bleak world
do your best and leave your stamp
the elegant ones always do
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blue moon
I found all I was looking for
ain't nothing to do with you
or the songs you sang for me
when the moon was blue
yes, cutting all the losses
fed to the pigs like slop
a little commiseration
and vexation's all it brought
I couldn't make you understand
the things that I looked for
thought it'd be the last time
each time you hit the door
always reappearing
like a tarnished penny
nothing to do with longing
or wishes that were many
you knew where you were headed
I was along for a ride
thought there was time for moments
to last me my whole life
once again you proved it
the let down feeling returned
you struck a match in anger
when that short bridge you burned
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ain't nothing to do with you
or the songs you sang for me
when the moon was blue
yes, cutting all the losses
fed to the pigs like slop
a little commiseration
and vexation's all it brought
I couldn't make you understand
the things that I looked for
thought it'd be the last time
each time you hit the door
always reappearing
like a tarnished penny
nothing to do with longing
or wishes that were many
you knew where you were headed
I was along for a ride
thought there was time for moments
to last me my whole life
once again you proved it
the let down feeling returned
you struck a match in anger
when that short bridge you burned
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Tuesday, October 9, 2018
Pieces Of My Heart
Pieces of my heart
Left in so many places
Like so many shreds of paper
Rend into little, tiny bits
Like confetti
Used in New York parades
Each tiny bit torn away
Leaves a scar
Which may never heal
Pieces of my heart
That I gave away
And that were not returned
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Left in so many places
Like so many shreds of paper
Rend into little, tiny bits
Like confetti
Used in New York parades
Each tiny bit torn away
Leaves a scar
Which may never heal
Pieces of my heart
That I gave away
And that were not returned
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Sunday, October 7, 2018
psychedelic
it's a Nirvana song, that makes no sense
you're living the lyrics, every inch
past blind corners, overgrown hedge
inside the room you made your bed
psychedelic, lights spin way too fast
the mirror shows the aftermath
lines on tables and on your face
it's time to bail from this rat race
I told you once, it'd be like this
you just smiled and blew a kiss
wandering down the rabbit hole
just like Alice, there you go
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you're living the lyrics, every inch
past blind corners, overgrown hedge
inside the room you made your bed
psychedelic, lights spin way too fast
the mirror shows the aftermath
lines on tables and on your face
it's time to bail from this rat race
I told you once, it'd be like this
you just smiled and blew a kiss
wandering down the rabbit hole
just like Alice, there you go
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Tuesday, September 25, 2018
senses
I look and see
before me
I touch and feel
the dream
I hear the song
sung for me
I smell the aroma
so sweet
I taste the ambrosia
of your love
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before me
I touch and feel
the dream
I hear the song
sung for me
I smell the aroma
so sweet
I taste the ambrosia
of your love
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Thursday, September 13, 2018
trail mix haiku
two pounds of M&M's
3 raisins, 2 nuts, 1 seed
the way I like it!
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3 raisins, 2 nuts, 1 seed
the way I like it!
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Saturday, September 8, 2018
feelings
I denied you nothing
going into dark crevices
that had never seen light
you spoke to me with rhyming prose
I answered you with feelings
never hitting their mark
darkness returns to those places
tactical senses falling back inward
drowning in that fog
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going into dark crevices
that had never seen light
you spoke to me with rhyming prose
I answered you with feelings
never hitting their mark
darkness returns to those places
tactical senses falling back inward
drowning in that fog
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Thursday, August 16, 2018
left for dead
last time I looked, you weren't in sight
no longer on the horizon
not even a small speck
I figured, you had moved on
marrying wealth, thinking seldom of
memories buried in sand
it was best for both
I wanted what you wouldn't give
who knows what you longed for
but, every once in awhile
you breach, encroaching the memories
better left for dead
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no longer on the horizon
not even a small speck
I figured, you had moved on
marrying wealth, thinking seldom of
memories buried in sand
it was best for both
I wanted what you wouldn't give
who knows what you longed for
but, every once in awhile
you breach, encroaching the memories
better left for dead
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Tuesday, July 31, 2018
Reflections
There’s a hundred shades of green
Reflected in my eyes
Come and look more closely
You’ll see they never lie
Truth and wisdom showing
Of loving old and new
Pain and sorrow sometimes
A very familiar hue
Sometimes green and misty
Sometimes green and soft
Always a reflection
Of what is in my soul
Come and see inside my heart
Mirrored in green eyes
Always changing factions
of what I keep inside
Reflected in my eyes
Come and look more closely
You’ll see they never lie
Truth and wisdom showing
Of loving old and new
Pain and sorrow sometimes
A very familiar hue
Sometimes green and misty
Sometimes green and soft
Always a reflection
Of what is in my soul
Come and see inside my heart
Mirrored in green eyes
Always changing factions
of what I keep inside
Sunday, July 22, 2018
Utah
Mountains high and virtuous
With ever changing shadow
The valleys green with pine and oak
And thick, lush grassey meadows
Peaceful towns where families abound
And friends you'll never outgrow
Here Joseph Smith laid down his head
Hoping for a safe plateau
A Catholic girl just helping out
Little grandkids do surround
Packing boxes, moving stuff
To another nearby town
Missing my own mountains
Not letting it get me down
It's nice that I am needed
Here in my daughter's home
Helping with the transition
Lining boxes thick with foam
But, trying not to think of
how far my child has roamed
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With ever changing shadow
The valleys green with pine and oak
And thick, lush grassey meadows
Peaceful towns where families abound
And friends you'll never outgrow
Here Joseph Smith laid down his head
Hoping for a safe plateau
A Catholic girl just helping out
Little grandkids do surround
Packing boxes, moving stuff
To another nearby town
Missing my own mountains
Not letting it get me down
It's nice that I am needed
Here in my daughter's home
Helping with the transition
Lining boxes thick with foam
But, trying not to think of
how far my child has roamed
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Thursday, June 21, 2018
Squall
He packed it all after the big fight
And drove away in the dead of night
Left the pain that cut like a knife
He’d done everything to make it work right
She lays on the bed and stares at walls
Thinking maybe that he would call
It wasn’t the first time they’d faced squalls
Hadn’t she done everything, after all
He drives on and thinks of the past
And why they couldn’t make it last
He knew that now the die was cast
And he was never going back
She wakes up, he’s still gone
She thought he would be home by dawn
She stretches and rises with one last yawn
Conclusions yet are not foregone
He pulls off to get some sleep
Something that he desperately needs
The sleep that comes is long and deep
And through the pores the anger seeps
The days are long, she gets no news
It’s already been a week or two
And then he calls, out of the blue
He says it’s over, this was the truth
She drops the phone in disbelief
He hangs up so very relieved
Their time together had not been brief
But she had caused him too much grief
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And drove away in the dead of night
Left the pain that cut like a knife
He’d done everything to make it work right
She lays on the bed and stares at walls
Thinking maybe that he would call
It wasn’t the first time they’d faced squalls
Hadn’t she done everything, after all
He drives on and thinks of the past
And why they couldn’t make it last
He knew that now the die was cast
And he was never going back
She wakes up, he’s still gone
She thought he would be home by dawn
She stretches and rises with one last yawn
Conclusions yet are not foregone
He pulls off to get some sleep
Something that he desperately needs
The sleep that comes is long and deep
And through the pores the anger seeps
The days are long, she gets no news
It’s already been a week or two
And then he calls, out of the blue
He says it’s over, this was the truth
She drops the phone in disbelief
He hangs up so very relieved
Their time together had not been brief
But she had caused him too much grief
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Wednesday, June 20, 2018
script
my love bled across the page
in crimson, flowing script
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in crimson, flowing script
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Sunday, May 27, 2018
lyrics of my life
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Monday, May 21, 2018
kiss me
you can kiss me under the moonlight
you're the only star I'll see
you can kiss me by the ocean
my favorite place to be
you can kiss me when it's raining
I don't care if I get wet
you can kiss me in slow motion
baby, that's the best kiss yet
you can kiss me under the ceiling fan
letting it cool these satin sheets
I don't care where you kiss me
but you know where it's gonna lead
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you're the only star I'll see
you can kiss me by the ocean
my favorite place to be
you can kiss me when it's raining
I don't care if I get wet
you can kiss me in slow motion
baby, that's the best kiss yet
you can kiss me under the ceiling fan
letting it cool these satin sheets
I don't care where you kiss me
but you know where it's gonna lead
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dreamed
at the foot of the mountains
in a valley that is green
in the shadow of saguaro
and arid desert terrain
this is where you leave me
I know it's the last time
you quickly mount your horse
and off to the west you ride
no glances over your shoulder
you pass the mesquite trees
on this new trail that awaits
looking for what is dreamed
maybe it's just a myth
and maybe it's really there
but you'll never know the truth
till you search everywhere
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in a valley that is green
in the shadow of saguaro
and arid desert terrain
this is where you leave me
I know it's the last time
you quickly mount your horse
and off to the west you ride
no glances over your shoulder
you pass the mesquite trees
on this new trail that awaits
looking for what is dreamed
maybe it's just a myth
and maybe it's really there
but you'll never know the truth
till you search everywhere
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Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Valentine
lay your leg across me, so I can go to sleep
kissing me goodnight, so I will have sweet dreams
wrap your arms around me, hold me very tight
thank you for bringing Valentine's day...
back into my life
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kissing me goodnight, so I will have sweet dreams
wrap your arms around me, hold me very tight
thank you for bringing Valentine's day...
back into my life
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Saturday, February 10, 2018
Avacyn
I first met your mom
when you were just two
the age you will be
as I write this for you
not to be opened
till you turn 18
and you leave behind
all the childish things
there are things to be learned
while you're on your way
something new and different
every single day
file them away
for the times you're in need
you will find some wisdom
in those little seeds
don't forget to nourish
your strong family ties
they will always be with you
right there by your side
I hope you are happy
be confident and strong
cherish these memories
all your life long
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when you were just two
the age you will be
as I write this for you
not to be opened
till you turn 18
and you leave behind
all the childish things
there are things to be learned
while you're on your way
something new and different
every single day
file them away
for the times you're in need
you will find some wisdom
in those little seeds
don't forget to nourish
your strong family ties
they will always be with you
right there by your side
I hope you are happy
be confident and strong
cherish these memories
all your life long
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Saturday, September 2, 2017
seems like yesterday
you had me from that very first look
standing there you mesmerized
far more than I could have hoped
you had me from that very first look
we sat and talked over a long drink
you listened to every word
I didn't want that night to end
wondered where this all could lead
you tore down walls that I had built
got all comfy inside
made it clear, while you were here
there would be no more room
it wasn't all that long ago
still seems like yesterday
that is when you stole my heart
don't want it ever set free
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standing there you mesmerized
far more than I could have hoped
you had me from that very first look
we sat and talked over a long drink
you listened to every word
I didn't want that night to end
wondered where this all could lead
you tore down walls that I had built
got all comfy inside
made it clear, while you were here
there would be no more room
it wasn't all that long ago
still seems like yesterday
that is when you stole my heart
don't want it ever set free
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Sunday, May 28, 2017
no satisfaction
I didn't want to wait for hell to freeze
no one has that kind of time
it's not like you had made up your mind
or that the thought of you
brought me to my knees
no, not at all
it's more on the line
that I wasn't involved
nothing that had to be resolved
yeah, that was more of the kind
the way I saw it
but there's always two factions
I'm sure you felt justified
even after all the chides
never to my satisfaction
love won out after all
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no one has that kind of time
it's not like you had made up your mind
or that the thought of you
brought me to my knees
no, not at all
it's more on the line
that I wasn't involved
nothing that had to be resolved
yeah, that was more of the kind
the way I saw it
but there's always two factions
I'm sure you felt justified
even after all the chides
never to my satisfaction
love won out after all
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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
adventure
Jo Jo
stepped into a hole
up to my knee
quick as you please
couldn't get up cause
I was stuck
the adventures of
hunting with JoJo
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stepped into a hole
up to my knee
quick as you please
couldn't get up cause
I was stuck
the adventures of
hunting with JoJo
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