Coffee Table Poetry's GUEST BOOK: September 2009

As women, there comes a time, we
cannot dress as we did before.
As we get older, things change and what we're
wearing, isn't appropriate anymore.

Not wanting to appear ridiculous we have
to be more selective, when choosing, what to wear.
It goes without saying,the next thing to be done,
is rearrange our hair.

The color of our skin will take
on a lighter tone.
Makeup should be used sparingly and blended very carefully.
Short skirts are out and mid length, is in.

Never wear clothes too tight, or reveal a lot of skin.
Whatever you choose, the colors should be warm
and flattering, they're the best for you.
Keep away from all bright colors, they will never do.

Don't let these changes get to you or tear you apart.
Remember, you're getting better
and getting better, is an art!

Audrey Heller

"An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in her."
~Agatha Christie

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Cask of Tears

she sits
within a cask
of her tears

torn by the revelations
of yesterday

she'll drown, she'll drown
straining for an ounce of life
to breathe

her pain swells
into a murky shape
wrought by
her every
silent cry

and how she feels
the very essence she wrote in blood
for him
poured from a place
that she will never
escape

and so
she dies in her pain
knowing
he'll never love her
again

Robert E. Anderson
Copyright 2009

“Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love: it is the
faithless who know love's tragedies.” ~Oscar Wilde

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Winter is Coming

days getting shorter
nights getting longer
a bit of coolness
starts to drift
in from the night

kids back in school
sports scene
turns over
winter thoughts
come upon us

holidays rush to
meet us
swiftly changing
with the seasons

does age make
it faster
as time marches on

people stop grilling
beaches close
pools shut down
list of to do
things to be done
getting ready

coldness brings aches
months will be many
before it is sunny
darkness changes
moods
happiness is fleeting

somwhere it is warm
fun in the sun
life is a joy
but now the wind howls
cold fingers searching
looking for openings

places have snow
flakes are special
but not all at once
trudging through
upward and onward
getting through it all

but as the world turns
and changes
so do the seasons
and soon the warmth
will return again

but as one gets older
time crawls for the
good times to get here
and speeds up the bad

one day at a time
may be all we have left

Raymond Denzel
R. Jacob Post

"Cruel and cold is the judgment of man, Cruel as winter, and cold as the snow; But by-and-by will the deed and the plan Be judged by the motive that lieth below."
~Lewis J. Bates

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First Breath of Spring

YOU ARE THE FIRST BREATH OF SPRING AFTER DARK, WINTER DAYS -
Loving me gently, warm and so kind.
You are there when I need you with words of comfort.
No jewel could ever equal your worth.

YOU ARE THE SUN BECKONING ANXIOUS FLOWERS OUT OF THE SOIL -
You pull me out of myself, luring me with laughter
And chase away the darkness which only you can do.
I feel so loved and secure when I rest with you.

YOU ARE WARMTH EMBRACING EMPTY ARMS OF TREES, DEEP IN SNOW -
How you shower me with affection, no matter my mood
Until every day that passes glows brighter with your love.
I could not ask for more as your goodness gleams from above.

BREATH OF MY LIFE, FIRST BREATH OF SPRING -
How well you perceived me, how drugged I have become.
Forever I have followed every footstep you have led,
In truth, you are all that I desire, my eternal Beloved.

V. Mahfood
Coffee Table Poetry for Tea Drinkers

"The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough."
~George Edward Moore

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Shades of Grey

Grey skies, grey faces, grey feelings, grey hearts
That's what keeps the world apart
From unity, which has no bounds
That engulfs and surrounds

The grey moves, dark as clouds
The great evil it does shroud
Moves along, devouring its prey
Those who resist, it doth slay

But forget not, my dear friends
There is a chance to make amends
For what is grey without its white?
But a mute man with no sight

But for this brightness to ignite
First the darkness it must fight
An epic battle doth ensue
And we will definitely see it through

Krantol Northic
Krantol Northic Poems

"Today is your day to dance lightly with life,
sing wild songs of adventure,
invite rainbows & butterflies out to play,
soar your spirit, and unfurl your joy."
~Jonathan Lockwood Huie

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Ensconced

I met within my dreams when time
conceived me so withdrawn
a bird that sang a song I've known
when life was not forgone
then drew my quill and wrote a verse
to resound what she bore
and have her flow throughout my soul
perhaps forevermore
except it seems that I've done wrong
and broke her tender heart
what can I do when I'm abashed
of what I thought was art
and how from then so timidly
I combed my soul to dream
and lastly thought of all my pride
within my silent screams
oh, how I wish that bird would come
and sing for me again
yet I must dwell within that verse
to know I yearn in vain
so beautiful that dainty bird
that bird that I once knew
with broken wings I sought to mend
beyond that dreamy view

Robert E. Anderson
Copyright 2009

“There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.”~Kahlil Gibran

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Civil War

Bang!…Bang!..Bang!.

Loud shots reverberating across the emptied square,
neighbour’s bullets smashing, splintering through window,
one viciously driving into this man’s chest,
exploding, his back erupting,
two others into the wall slamming, splattering,
waking terrified mother and screaming baby from rest.

Through mattress passing and over bodies,
violating and shattering,
showering this sacred room,
with innocent blood and pitiless lead,
these soft-nosed dumdum bullets,
hatefully shouting of doom.

A mortally wounded husband wife trembling arms cradling,
amidst her child’s frightening wailing,
in his breast his spirit to hold she is desperately trying,
but in torrents of blood before her eyes his life is ending……

Fergus Carty

"For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery."
~Jonathan Swift

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I Do

My husband spies
a copy of Leaves of Grass
sitting in a musty antique store.

"Honey, here's an old book of poetry.
Do you have this one?"

I do, but I want it anyway.

My husband doesn't know who
Walt Whitman is, and I love him
all the more for it.

Eve Meredith Brackenbury
AuthorNation.com

(Note: The vague pronoun in the second to last line was left in on purpose. I love Walt Whitman as well as my husband).

"Every house where love abides
And friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home, sweet home
For there the heart can rest".
~Henry Van Dyke

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Melpomene

When beauty through the breath of mere despair
Engages nigh to live within the days
That come with every little thought I bear
It is by sweet Melpomene I praise
For boundless is the realm she does ignite
And with her eyes she declares I am dead
While with a candle glows the tragic light
Which holds my thoughts to find the tears I shed
They sway me with the will to reap my cause
And kindle what relinquishes my pride
I will not lift my weary head because
It feels so right to know I'm lost inside
Though sweet Melpomene can understand
Death grants me reason to walk through its land

Robert E. Anderson
Copyright 2009

"The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it."
~W.M. Lewis

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Millie

Flowing through my life like a river,
you provide that tranquility,
the ever constant path and rhythm.
You are all I could have asked for.

A friend I care for,
a friend I can't love more,
a friend so bright,
a friend sparkling my night.

A friend always there,
a friend who is always fair,
a friend who I respect,
a friend better than all the rest.

A friend I admire,
a friend who I can't tire,
I friend who I trust,
a friend which has no lust.

A friend who will last,
a friend who you can't cast,
a friend who is a treasure,
a friend forever for sure.

As I will try to keep you,
supporting you as I can,
standing by your side in decisions,
trusting you with my eyes closed.

Javier Falcon
Javier Falcon Poems

"I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world."
-Thomas A. Edison

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