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Having read “Loved Like Roses“, written by the beautiful Holly Hunter, a very talented poetess and friend hailing from The Sunshine State – wherein love is nurtured and flourishes in a summer garden – I was inspired to write this poem in response…
Flowing curves, under pen
Laced of ink rippling wet
Words converge, fresh with love
Roses bloom in duet
© 2023 Phil Perkins
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Melissa, by The Allman Brothers Band (1972) – see lyrics here.
After reading “Uma hipótese num bilião” (Portuguese, meaning A Hypothesis in a Billion) by Carla Milho – a lovely lady, wonderful writer and dear friend from Lisbon, Portugal – I was inspired to write this poem in response…
When once I asked Please marry me You said, not now - with time, maybe But that was then And this is now And what will be, will be And so, once more I'll ask again - I wish you'd marry me Togetherness Unto the years We'll weather every storm True hearts as one In happiness Our love, forever warm
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Miracles, by Jefferson Starship (1975) – see lyrics here.
NOTE: this poem uses the Preformatted Block, which allows for indentation of text exactly as pasted. However, in so doing, a monospace font is used.
Burgeoning accounts of unsecured classified documents connected to President Joseph Biden – as well as during his tenure as Vice President, and Senator – are both in the news and under Congressional investigation. And, now in a poem…
After secrets spilled you sought to douse the light To change the day to night Documents covered-up Now that truth is known, you hide at home afraid Each knock feels like a raid Questions keep piling up Stop your lyin', Biden It's all so plain to see Every time you act dishonestly Move your Vette to get the boxes from behind You must think that we're blind - this ain't no honeymoon Just sit still and let the officers proceed You've got more than you need Hard times are coming soon Classified, you're hidin' Nobody trusts you now Playing both sides, Ukraine and Moscow
© 2023 Phil Perkins
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NOTE: this poem uses the Preformatted Block, which allows for indentation of text exactly as pasted. However, in so doing, a monospace font is used.
This poem was written as a birthday gift for my dearest friend, Carla Milho, a beautiful lady and talented writer hailing from Lisbon, Portugal. Please visit her web site to wish her a Happy Birthday on this special day – thanks very much!
Frost the cake and add a candle to the dish
It’s time to make a wish
Another year is here
Sing the song we know with joy and warm delight
We celebrate tonight
Toasting you with good cheer
47!!!
Happy Birthday, Carla
Let the good times flow
Fun and friends who love you, don’t you know
Happiness, forever
When you share a smile
Days ahead grow brighter, all the while
© 2023 Phil Perkins
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Jackie Wilson Said (I’m in Heaven When You Smile)
by Van Morrison (1972)
• see lyrics here •
The other day, I had a recollection…
Many, many moons ago, I was playing poker after hours with friends at an Irish pub in Royal Oak, Michigan. That night, luck was on my side and I happened to win the first four games. So, to their dismay, I said farewell and skated – up $80.
Last evening, I watched Maverick (Mel Gibson, Jodi Foster, James Garner)…
This morning, I wrote this short poem…
We bet by chance
On calling cards
One night, at a bar, long ago
She played her hand
– a suited flush
All hearts, for a Queen, kneading dough
© 2023 Phil Perkins
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Lonesome Loser, by Little River Band (1979) – see lyrics here.
Having read “The Dance“, written by the talented and lovely Floridian poetess, Holly Hunter – in which a beautiful redhead at the Sad Café holds the light of her heart in her hand – I was inspired to write this poem…
Rhythm in waves
They found the beach
To make the moon their own
Two hearts as one
One dance in sync
In love, never alone
© 2022 Phil Perkins
Update: I’ve added a second writing, Poem in Response: Part II.
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Flor d’Luna (Moonflower), by Santana (1977)
Following a call for submissions for poems to be considered by Literary Revelations Publishing House for inclusion within an upcoming publication – Hidden in Childhood: A Poetry Anthology – I was very happy this weekend to receive a Letter of Acceptance from best selling author, poet & editor, Gabriela Marie Milton, regarding my poem entitled “Tree Fort“.
Thanks very much, Gabriela!!!
After reading “Não Há Metades” (Portuguese, meaning “There Are No Halves”) by Carla Milho – a very talented writer, lovely lady and good friend from Lisbon, Portugal – I was inspired to write this poem…
Your magic charms
Have captured me
Now, what am I to do
You warm my heart
I can’t escape
Feelings I know are true
So far away
I want you near
Sharing time hand in hand
That we may kiss
On moonlit beach
And lay down in the sand
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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A good friend and wonderful writer hailing from Lisbon, Portugal, she is often the source of my inspiration – Carla Milho. I encourage you to visit her web site to enjoy reading her posts. Thanks very much!
A Star Named Carla
The cosmos, full of stars
With one that shines so bright
I draw upon the sky
For her, my wish, this night
A spell cast from afar
Her beauty speaks to me
One candle in the dark
Her light is all I see
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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Flor d’Luna (Moonflower) – by Santana (1977)
After reading “Forte é…” (Portuguese, meaning “Strong is…”), written by a talented writer, lovely lady and good friend from Lisbon, Carla Milho – wherein she speaks to courage and the importance of perseverance over negative influences – I was inspired to write this poem…
Writing of challenges
Encountered everyday
It’s one win at a time
Each victory, her way
Her strength through courage shines
In wielding sword and shield
To keep bad folks at bay
Whereby their fates are sealed
With black leather jacket
Wrapped in faded blue jean
Humble in her beauty
She’s a warrior and queen
She is also the star whose light illuminates the landscape of my dreams.
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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Having read “Amanhã Talvez” (Portuguese, meaning “Maybe Tomorrow”), written by a talented writer, lovely woman and good friend hailing from Lisbon, Carla Milho – wherein she contemplates meaningful expressions of emotion, aspiring to the present (carpe diem) rather than tomorrow – I was inspired to write this poem…
It’s what she has
Inside her heart
That makes mine skip a beat
Her good nature
And precious soul
Accentuate the sweet
She’s the one who warms my heart
And the light by which I see
What it means to be alive
Here and now, and yet to be
Green eyes serene, her pair is nice
– a golden slice of paradise
To make it four and evermore
Two happy hearts, to underscore
I pen these words
With hope she’ll read
This message of the heart
That if someday
We ever meet
In love, we’ll never part
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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There are times I feel I should refrain
From the sounds that drum as rhyme
Yet, your beauty shines through poetry
Like your smile, your words sublime
Having read “Twilight’s First Blush“, written by a lovely poetess and friend from the Valley of the Sun, Michele Lee Sefton – wherein she conveys a romantic recollection at dawn & shares her welcomed sense of humor – I was inspired to write this poem in response…
On a late night cruise
To a rendezvous
Just seventeen miles or so
It’s the magic hour
When night fades to day
And the cock begins to crow
In romantic waves
Rhythm fills the air
Glances cast amorously
Soon, a warm embrace
On the edge of love
Two hearts sing in rhapsody
Til the morning draws
Colors peach to blue
As faint starlight blinks farewell
Cheers, to drift once more
On this desert sea
Over sand and under spell
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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Her lovely smile has the power to compel poetry. At an age 17 years younger, she’s Mukti Masih – a published poetess, author and successful content writer from India. After a recent exchange, I wrote this poem as I drifted into a daydream…
Every time I see her smile Heaven shines a light on me Happy heart in sweet delight Chasing dreams of what could be On the rhythm of waves Rang a sound from her heart Where the waters of love Know no end, only start On a ship under sail Without map, simply stars And a warm summer breeze With acoustic guitars On a course to the east Currents carry and flow Is this only a dream? Perhaps, yes, I think so Were it not for many miles And the years, so far apart Both day and night - time to share Grand adventures of the heart
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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NOTE: this poem uses the Preformatted Block, which allows for indentation of text exactly as pasted. However, in so doing, a monospace font is used.
Time is Precious
Time is precious
It’s of the essence
It’s here, then gone
From adolescence
The time you have
And the time you take
The things you’ve done
And the plans you make
The sights you’ve seen
Now a memory
And what’s to come
Yet a fantasy
Time marches on
Though nary a sound
Hands on the wall
Each day spin around
Time is fleeting
Take note and behold
Lessons in life
With age, growing old
Make your time count
To be a good friend
Share happiness
And love to the end
© 2022 Phil Perkins
You might also enjoy reading another poem I wrote about time, entitled “A Distant Time“. It was published on July 12, 2021.
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A lovely poetess and friend hailing from the Sonoran Desert of Arizona, Michele Lee Sefton has worked diligently over the past nineteen months authoring her first book – presently, being edited. I wrote this short poem in honor of her hard work, and I encourage you to visit her site to learn more!
Waves riding the wind
Wash her hair in the sun
Words written with ink
Drying now, almost done
She’s a southwestern rock star
A flowering desert rose
With a tumbleweed spirit
And a story line that flows
So, purchase her book
Coming soon, out for sale
Sit back and enjoy
Michele’s creative tale
© 2022 Phil Perkins
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