I’m in love with fall

I love the changes

That comes in the fall

With raucous cheering

While watching football.

The beauty of trees

Leaves so eye appealing

So eager to please,

 Decked out in Jacobs’s coat

Fluttering in the breeze.

Crisp apples snapping

With every bite,

 And cut out pumpkins glowing bright

The aromic odors

Of the baking pies

Tantalizing whiffs that brightens the eyes.

And of course

Turkey in the oven stuffing inside

The cook and family beaming with pride.

Thomas Fenning

Saturday, October 31, 2009

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at I’m in love with Fall.

The Clairvoyant

Little feet hastened on the grass,

To the call of a mother,

She was her mother since those days,

Days of gory crimes the two were unaware,

But there was one man, who knew it all,

He dreamt of white flashes and red rivers,

Suffered a saga of bloodshed,  

Drugged himself to forget her,

Forgot her address to protect her.

On a rainy night he’d found her,

While her friend lay dead on her bed,

Brutally butchered for love,

An honor killing by the wealthy family.

He had loved her at first sight,

He had lost her at first sight,

He had sent her away to some distant land,

And now he lay dead in that poor street.

Could he see those little feet,

Hastening to the woman he’d loved?

She held her against her breasts,

Hid her tears for the man she’d lost.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at The Clairvoyant.

I see the angels, I feel where they are.
I step into freedom and I swing from the stars.
The answer within me has gone too far.
I sing to the world and into your heart.
I think inbetween her, I feel her breathe.
Her blood is within me and I feel so clean.
How can I save her with no self-esteem?
She flows like a river and stings like a stream.
The light that travels so far in this life,
Reflects the moments that are too out of sight.
I’ve waited forever to see with the light,
that travels the day and brings us the night.

Could it be true that im lost in the stars?

That secret will follow with love in my arms.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Light of Life.

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the living benefit from the dead, the dead cannot benefit from the living.

life for life, we suffer endlessly

predator and prey, living the gruesome existence every day.

death for deth, it only leads to decay.

fight the death is futile, we all die.

fight to live is thriving, we must keep the light.

give to give, get what’s left and do what’s right.

be aware of things in the night.

never give up and never give in

to victimize is to sin.

eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth

be the best we can be and surrender to the truth.

to live the lie is wear and give the hangman’s noose.

let the flower grow, let the child thrive.

to suffer is to die, to flourish is to be alive.

give in to the shine, say, “yes it is mine”.

give in to the night that is true, do not fall for the false light.

wisdom is the ageless treasure, curing the blight.

be the children lyf or deth, blakk or whyt.

the children of the almighty’s might.

sometimes the weakest is what is right.

peace, love and eternal life.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Living Off of Death.

When the night is falling in France,
I gaze at a beautiful star,
Dazzled to make your acquittance,
I envision that’s where you are.

Since it’s a star you can’t define,
It makes it stunning and unique,
I can not help but imagine,
Maybe it’s the one God visits.

Please, forever be by my side,
Here’s my one and only wish,
Without you I can not survive,
Do not let me fail and perish.

You constantly read on my mind,
I do not need to speak out loud,
You trully taugh me to be kind,
Are you watching me from a cloud?

You are the one I want to serve,
With obedience and affection,
There is nothing you don’t deserve,
Object of my adoration.

Each time I step into a church,
I feel you starring in my soul,
It’s like my heart is gonna burst,
My whole mind becomes your tool.

So can we unite forever?
To heaven gate i will arrive,
We’re all admiring your power,
And for your glory I will strive.

When my life is turning tragic,
I count on you to cheer me up,
You always bring me some magic,
Implying to never give up.

Why would one be an atheist?
You have proved me your existence,
It is a fact that you exist,
I have no doubt of your presence.

Always carrying you in my heart,
Regardless of where I will land,
Thank you for keeping me unhurt,
It is your cause that I defend.

Daddy I love you evermore,
You will always be my father,
You are the one that I adore,
Thou art my lord and my savior.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Ode to God.

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A Matter of Luck

Luck is a special word

Usually meaning good fortune and fame;

However, many who are blessed with it

Are met with misfortune and defame.

Few who win large lotteries?

Know not how to handle wealth,

Because it is something they never had

That attracts many strangers bent on stealth.

The old adage, ”a fool and his money are soon parted”

Seems to be the norm

For those who gain sudden wealth

To which they were not highborn.

Thomas Fenning

Saturday, September 05, 2009

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Luck.

The excitement mounts as the megadrive loads,
“That’s him! I can see him! Right there!”
Now all the people are screaming and shouting
At the guy with long blue hair.

So, who is this babe?
This iconic beauty?
He’s a video-game prince,
Sonic Hedgehog by name.

He leads a heavenly life,
Desired and lusted by millions,
You would have guessed it,
Since he is perfection.

Is it Sonic’s fault he makes humans look like pigs?
Or his fault he’s sexy and hot?
So love and respect him for who he is,
Don’t bash him for the things he’s got!

Is it Sonic’s fault his pixel consistency keeps him forever alive?
Or his fault in a couple of years all your organs will die?
His beauty will never fade when you’ll be old and ugly,
3D models never degrade, such is the big mistery.

If you see him at Station Square,
hold him a crown, buy him jewels,
Let’s not be afraid of the words,
He is a king, it’ll suit him well.

Saving the world, running so fast,
Defeating Eggman too,
starring in games, causing orgasm,
Is there something Sonic can’t do?

He is this gem that blessed earth,
Beautiful, perfect, divine,
Somewhat flawless even from birth,
As prototype from Sega line.

Sonic’s legend started in the past,
god’s beauty poured into a dreamcast,
could his charm be so wild and pure,
as the day you saw him in Sonic adventure?

His emerald eyes shine so bright,
He dazzles you, don’t deny it,
And his smile lights up the night,
try to survive the fainting fit.

Always looking wonderful,
He’s the prettiest thing you’ll ever see,
Just look into his eyes, there’s nothing more beautiful.
and he’s the greatest character there will ever be.

Plus, there’s so much more to him than being an idol,
He’s grand, strong and smart,
Just admire all of him as a whole,
His allure is a true work of art.

I proposed him,
even two times,
then he said yes,
now he is mine.

This is something you can’t withstand,
evidently, I understand,
You are gnawed by jealousy,
Just because he is my husband.

Oh Sonic, I love you with all of my heart!
I adore and worship you!
I’m proud to be your humble, devoted wife,
And I’ll always be loyal and true.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Immortal Beauty.

As a man was walking along
with his child one day,
He was very surprised
at what his boy had to say.
He looked to his father
with tears in eyes
and said, ” Please, Daddy, tell
me and tell me no lies.”
The man looked down
at his son’s pleading face
wondering what was wrong
as his heart began to race.
” Daddy, I saw you crying last night
and wanted to know
if you are alright.”
Suddenly, the man remembered
himself weeping that night
and turned to his child to say,
” Son, it’s alright.
I was only thinking back
on what we’ve come through,
and how lucky I truly am
to have boy like you.”
The young boy looked up
to his teary-eyed Dad
and said, ” And I am truly
Lucky to have you as my Dad.”

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Daddy’s Boy.

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Just a little while longer
but look up, your nearly there.
Take God’s love and comfort
from his tender hand of care.
Think about only today
and forget about tomorrow.
And pray to the Lord.
He’ll take away your sorrow.
Your children are watching
every step you take.
So make sure you are wise
with every choice you make.
Call me a Bible thumper,
but what I say is true.
The lord above will help
As I pray for you too.
May God Bless you keep you
and wrap you in light.
and his loving nature Guide you
Through the darkest of nights.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at My prayer for You.

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Watching through her
own little window.
She’s unseen and unheard.
Her world is a pool of
thoughts and ideas
but no one wants to
hear them.
She has visions that
could change the world.
But she’s too afraid to
speak out. She knows they
will not listen or care.
So she keeps her dreams
of a better world locked
in her heart.
And every now and then
she peers through
her distant window
and dreams of a day when
she can unleash hope
for our evil world.
But for now her heart
is sealed tight for
fear of persecution.
And when the world
finally decides they
need answers,
she hopes it’s
not too
late.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Hope in an unheard heart.

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