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July 4th Freedom Stars and Stripes forever wave. Heroes fought, the flag to save. Red and White Stripes in view, White Stars on a field of true Blue. Thirteen Stripes: seven Red, six White; stands through darkest, evil night. The victory banner hangs on high. Now hear the heroes' battle cry. Old Glory flies high in the breeze. Heroes hold up freedom's keys. Safety and happiness set men free. Fly high from sea to shining sea. Forefather's faith set forth the standard. The symbol is The Star Spangled Banner. Our country takes the huddled masses. The flag waves freely above all classes. We pledge allegiance to the Flag today, which flies over the Republic of the USA. Liberty for one nation, under God it stands, And Justice for Americans from all lands. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By wintersixfour .

Remember Wind-swept lovers, passion flares, sultry summers, we were there. Balmy evenings, record highs, humidity rising, hearts' surprise. Sun-baked nights, emotion feast,  sweltered heat, love released. Sunset pleasures, ocean side, high-tide rolling, love undenied. Satin sea foam, senses filled, waves of water, we were thrilled.  Season's glory, bright moonlight, sandy beaches, we held tight. Starry heavens, tender touch. cloudless sky, we felt so much. Ocean's echo, seashell sound, flotsam wood-fire, arms around. Seaside music, silk-soft allure, off to dreamland, sleep secure. Low-tide morning, dawn's sweet kiss, dew-filled haze, memory's bliss. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By beanworks If you enjoyed this poem find more  here.

New Spring spring and its glory, glorious spring, shoots and blossoms, full flowers ring springness of spring, a robin harbinger, spring's melody, red-breasted singer grassness of grass and rainness of rain, joining together, senses' domain greenness of grass and wetness of rain, adds to the pleasure, senses' refrain flower's sweet nectar, hummingbird's king black-gold bumblebees, buzz's loud zing spring and its story, marking each day, spring takes advantage each of sun's rays © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  LoggaWiggler via cc pixabay

A Girls' Life I see a sea of girls' freckled faces, long pigtails and wire braces. I see a sea of girls' mascaraed faces, curled eyelashes and rouge traces. I see a sea of girls' ruby lipped faces, teasing eyes, and kiss surprises. I see a sea of girls' open heart faces, pleasing eyes, and love arises. I see a sea of girls' family life faces, giving days, and fruitful ways. I see a sea of girls' full-lived faces, hope fulfilled and plans well-played. I see a sea of girls' life-lined faces, lovely creases and smiles un-ceased. I see a sea of girls' aged faces, world wizened and wind worn beauty. I see a sea of girls' sleeping faces, time-worn and time completed duty. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:   By middlewick

Maternal Affection Edward Hodges Baily ~ 1837 Mother Mother's pain in giving birth, shows the cost of nurture's worth. Mother molds the little life, shows how to handle strife. Mother's heart is full of hope, shows her child how to cope. Mother's life is full of care, shows her child how to share. Mother's joy to raise a child, shows the pleasure in her smile. Mother's power to model strength, shows a tower in life's length. Mothers build a comfort nest, shows the place to find life's rest. Mothers knows the right and true, shows the child to carry through. Mothers model many roles, shows how to conquer goals. Mother's words fill child's heart, shows the courage to live apart. Mother lives her life for others, thank the Lord who sent us mothers. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  Ayesha Azhar CC-BY-SA-2.0-uk via Wikimedia Commons

envision A flower's life is beatific beauty, colors show glimmering glory. A flower does its delightful duty, revealing nature's shimmering story. A summer's life is fertile green ripeness shows sunlight power. A summer does its nature scene revealing nature's fruitful hour. A stream's life is crystal clear, water shows serenity slowing. A stream does its aqua sphere, revealing water's simple flowing. A dream's life is memory trance, images show ethereal tales. A dream does its ephemeral dance. revealing secret's beyond the veil. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  Nicholas A. Tonelli from Pennsylvania, USA, Pool Wildlife Sanctuary 4, CC-BY-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Les regrets d'Orphée -  Charles Paul Landon ~1796 forgotten regrets shimmering echoes, vibratos course whispering voice's staccato remorse satin falsehoods, whirling sounds velvet tongue's silver redounds ancient memories, methodical meld forgotten thought's symphonies swelled perfunctory functions, consistent flows resultant outcomes, redundant shows regretful statements, verbal assaults casual comment's oral insults wistful wisdom, intellectual twirl sagacious promise's personal swirl © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By Charles Paul Landon (1760 – 1826) (linternaute.com) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Coffee The grand elixir of morning throes. The great fixer of sleeper's woes. ☕ The grind of future feats await. The grounds of heaven's flavor gate. ☕ The taste of water heated gold. The trace of aromatic beans unfold ☕ The palate pleaser from stoneware cups. The palace teaser and bottoms ups. ☕ The treasure of caffeine's power true. The measure of dripping glorious brew. ☕ The font of youthful beverage sink. The flaunt of every royal drink. ☕ © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image by:  By lisasolonynko

Context Context Mirthful mourning, glad remorse, happy days have run their course. Silent wailing, unheard scream, nightmare moments in a dream. Will-less purpose, plan-less choice, forward focused fortune's voice Peaceful chaos, serene bedlam,  passing passion's tranquil emblem. Opaque colors, glaucous hues, rainbow proffers pallid views. Instant waiting, clamant stall, queuing questions plague us all. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤  Image: By Alvimann

Rebirth needed Broken dreams like mirror shattered, shards of life are blindly scattered. Hope's frayed like pages, tattered, forgotten plans, who knows what mattered. Blackened days walked in woeful gloom, fire scarred memories, fearful doom. Four walls crush me, nightmares loom, keep me captive, like a tomb. Aimless wanders like wind blown dust, goals are gathered gleaned and crushed. Each step stolen, spirit's trussed, I've had enough, my soul combusts. Rebirth needed, a search for light, need to break through light-less night. Courage gathered, hold on tight, flaming faith is burning bright. Smallest embers, celestial spark, lightning bolts, crack the dark. Blazing boldness, hits the mark, glorious future, new paths embark. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image: By RhiannonDanae

what about the love and what about the love, the love left behind, the love we hope for? and what is it about the love, the love we hope to find, the love we grope for? and what about the love we never find, the love that's blind? and what is it about the love we love with, the love we live without? and what about the love lost, the love we gave at great cost? and what is it about the love we long for, we long to live for? and what about the love we read about in books? and what is it about the love we see in movies? and what about the love we dream of? and what is it about the dreams of lost loves? and what about the love that endures, the love that cures? and what is it about the love, the love that burns, the love that spurns? and what about the love that fills, the love that spills? and what is it about the love that masters, that thwarts disasters? and what about the love that lingers, that inspires singers? and what is it about the love that holds and molds? and what...

simply shared  shadows silhouetted moonbeams meld sunlight lasers shadows held frozen tree limbs winter grips frosted blossoms ice-storm strips rain-cloud bursts springtime flowers budding thirsts warmest showers heatwave heaven green grass blades ripened harvest sought for shades simple pleasures simply shared happy moments lover cared © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image by:  By Bobanny (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

ways gone by The rolling hills of yesteryear,  how I see them, crystal clear. The days gone by, far and near. The winsome wisps of all the faces, how I long for all their traces. The ways gone by, all the places. The simple smiles, curling lips, how I see them, memory slips. The days gone by, movie clips. The little habits from the past, how I see them, frozen fast. The ways gone by, vices last. The silent someones in my mind, how I see them, people blind. The days gone by, still unwind. The aged specters in my thoughts, how I see them, phantoms wrought. The ways gone by, futures bought. The hope that lingers in the soul, how I see them, when they're whole. The days gone by, no one to fool. The memories linger in the sun, how I see them, on the run. The ways gone by, come undone. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image by:  Hugh Chevallier, CC-BY-SA-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons If you enjoy this poem, you can find more o...

between between the lines of age, a bar from every cage, a line from every page, days of life, we swage. ★ ★ ★ between the hands of time, a ring from every chime, a line from every rhyme days of life, we sublime. ★ ★ ★ between the echoes of sound, a song from every ground, a line from every round, days of life, we redound. ★ ★ ★ between the rhythm of dance, a heart from every romance, a line from every chance, days of life, we enhance. ★ ★ ★ between the hands of fate, a choice between every gate, a line from every strait, days of life, we relate. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image:  By imelenchon If you enjoy this poem, you can find more of my writing  here.

the wound the wound, has pierced him full and deep, he feels it throbbing, in his sleep. the gaping lesion's liquid seeps as he moans but never weeps. a woeful tone escapes his lips, he feels the pulsing, painful drips. the weapon's handle that he grips, is held fast by his fingertips. the thrust she made, like a knife, cut his soul and took his life. the bleeding core, was not from strife, but from love's tokens that ran rife. he wore the wound with sinful pride, the cut was from his beaming bride. her love's the weapon buried in his side, he bears it proudly and love not denied. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image:  By Iamthebesttoday (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0, via Wikimedia Commons

As I As I breathe the air of our love, I float on buoyant clouds of joy. I hover above the ground. I glide in the poetry of emotion. As I hold your lithe loveliness, I touch a sweet mist of elation. I sense the essence of gladness. I caress the reality of your being. As I merge with your being, I become one with your spirit, I know your deepest, inner life, I feel your glowing love for me. As I savor the sweetness of your soul, I taste the fullness of your mouth, I am inebriated by your nectar. I stagger, intoxicated by your love. As I mingle with your memories, I see our unity on display. I resonate with pleasing music. I reverberate our potent melody. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image:  By greyerbaby

a world of opposites a world of opposites surround me round return to me a single echo of silent sound a voice unheard, loud and strong reverberates, vibrates, hums along the walls of contrast reflect the light a prism of colors: blind eyes delight a single hue, from every face lost then found, chromatic trace barriers of belief block the way hindering the path on which I stay anchored fast to unbelief frozen stand in endless grief loveless lovers fill the void unloved hearts once destroyed unsung love songs fill the air some who love but do not care potent portent future found past is passed in days unwound ones forgotten, ones foretold remembered memories, lies untold buried treasure, costless find wealth unmeasured, paupers mined priceless objects priced to sell fortune spent on pyrite’s spell © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤  image:  Joseph M...

Man of iron Man of iron, molten fist, see him rising from the mist. Bold, brazen, stalwart, tall, see him standing o'er them all. Chiseled chin, set like flint see his eyes, bravery's glint. Courage true, resists the bad, see his heart, golden clad. Heart is strong, tender touch, power proven, in the clutch. Army at his beck and call, surging forces, rise and fall. Towering over fiend and foe, hero's stature, victory show. Enemies fought on every ground, in the end, none are found. Triumph trumpets, blazing win, beaten enemy, much chagrin. Electric glory, amazing stand, renown resounds, o'er the land.  Man of iron, molten fist, praise by all within the list. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  dewey_decimals CC-BY-SA-2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

She She smiled and sent stars my way. I floated high on clouds all day. I drifted past the Milky Way! I hope I see her everyday. She blew a kiss in my direction. I caught it quick; her sweet affection. Every mirror shows her reflection. Her two lips are my resurrection She brushed against my arm. Electric! Her touch has made me magnetic. My orbit now is she-concentric. Around her now I act eccentric. She spoke my name out loud! Now my heart feels so proud. She picked me from the passing crowd. I wander in a daze; I'm wowed. She sent a poem in a letter. Now I know I shan't forget her. I never can feel any better. I am now, you see, her love debtor. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long ❤  ❤  ❤  If you enjoyed this poem, please find more  here.

Your Love Your love surrounds me like the morning mist, adheres to me, saturates me, inundates my every pore. The sweet breath of your love infiltrates my being, fills my lungs full as I inhale. Your alluring scent refreshes my spirit, revives my lagging being. I’m intoxicated by the fragrance of your love, completely overtaken, overwhelmed, shaken. The fragrant haze of your love hovers over my heart. The morning breeze of your love cools my heart from the heat of the day. Wisps of your love swirl and entangle me with strands of your love. The wind of your love settles the tempests of life. I’m calmed by a gust of love from your heart. The currents of your love waft toward me and inveigle my heart. My lips sip the nectar of your love, my tongue luxuriates in the delicious flavors of love. The bouquet of your love, like the sweetest wine, fills my head with powerful visions. I drink from the fountain of your love. I am sated.  I imbibe droplets of liquid, as potent ...