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Poems listed are originals by Avis Pope. All copyright laws apply. A poetry book is currently being written...Enjoy!!!
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His Loving Embrace
A video plays in my mind of a faceless mans embrace.
A romantic journey he takes me that no other man can trace.
With the physique of a bodybuilder he captures my attention as he poses.
His shoulders are as wide as the land that nurtures the spring roses.
His hands are strong yet they gently caress me into a hypnotic state.
An eternity I have waited for his touch, but I feel this must be fate.
"His Loving Embrace" gives me strength to endure.
A lifetime of pains that only he can cure.
When I am sad he knows what songs will make me smile.
If he thinks it will please me he will go the extra mile.
Like the surge of a tornado he elevates my mind.
And provides mental caressing that he knows will cause me to unwind.
With magnetic force he pulls me into a world of fantasy.
Like the flow of a volcano I erupt into ecstasy.
To save me he will proudly sacrifice his life.
He has no idea that I would die to be his wife.
From darkness my eyes shall open, and revealed he will be.
A Knight in shinning armor will finally untie what binds me.
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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He Loves Me
He is my gift, and in God's image he was made.
He assures me that his love will never fade.
His blanket of love has restored my trust.
My body now sparkles from his diamond dust.
During challenging times he is my rock.
His protection is constant like the tick of a clock.
Flowing freely from his lips are words of encouragement,
that I wear like a satin garment of adornment.
No other woman will do, and my loyalty test he exceeds.
He only desires my love as flames crave dry weeds.
He fills my body with love until it overflows.
I will stand in ovation until the entire world knows.
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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Do You?
When the hummingbird is at your window,
Do you see me?
As the waves rush upon the shore,
Do you hear me?
In the garden where the yellow roses bloom each spring,
Do you smell me?
When you bite into the riches milk chocolate,
Do you taste me?
When you squeeze your pillow ever so tightly,
Do you feel me?
I can't help but ponder these things as simple as they may be.
Do you know how truly special you are to me?
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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Abandoned Cries
Through nine months of fear she carried him full term.
Another statistic of unplanned sperm.
A scared teen mother walked away.
An innocent baby in a dumpster now lay.
The father had yelled to her, "That boy is not my kid!"
Those words flooded her mind as she closed the dumpsters lid.
A legacy of low self-esteem she inherited from her mother,
who gave private dances to one man after another.
In search of food a homeless man found cries instead.
An infant abandoned, and left for dead.
Battling thoughts of suicide while she sits in a jail cell.
But thanks to a stranger, her baby will live to tell.
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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My Yellow Rose
You are my "Yellow Rose," and I need you like air.
My throne is ready, and you will have a chair.
You are a beautiful symbol of power and light.
Like the sun radiates the sky you make my spirits bright.
Your smile makes the Bluebirds sing.
As I bow I offer you a 3-caret diamond ring.
I have watched you bloom over the years.
Patiently waiting as this day nears.
I benefit greatly from your wisdom.
Sit beside me while I rule my Kingdom.
Like a field of wild flowers our love will grow.
Any weeds getting between us I will mow.
Your heart has been captured for the rest of your days.
Your soil will be showered with my love always.
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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Thelma Pope = My Queen of The Universe
My mother, My Queen of The Universe, stands on high.
Giving life to eight children yet refused to sigh.
Love and respect she instilled in me so dearly.
I tried to bestow more than saying, "happy Mothers Day" yearly.
My mother is as beautiful as a falling star out of
reach,
descending towards Dauphin Islands sandy beach.
Her life she placed on hold since teaching me was a priority.
From ABCs and 123s graduation came even as a minority.
953 Basil Street was where she created many memories with ease.
Love and laughter was dessert with home-cooked meals she served to please.
Pleasant thoughts of seeing Mardi Gras floats go by as she held my hand.
I remember the beads and candy raining down that seemed so grand.
Mom overcame many struggles and most times hid them well.
On positive thoughts she focused and negative thoughts she did not dwell.
Calm under pressure was how she handled trials and tribulation.
Prayer was her connection, and on God she relied without hesitation.
There are times when I can see her reflection in my siblings and me.
Loving, positive, and being long-suffering are all wonderful things to be.
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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Harvey Pope = A Strong Black Man
My father, rest in peace, on this day you were born,
You instilled in me a love to adorn.
I shall never know another black man as strong and powerful as He,
Who taught me honor and discipline for a path that he saw for Me.
He knew what a leader was and proudly stepped up to the plate.
He never turned his back on his family or state.
He knew how to make less seem like so much more.
With each sacrifice he made I was keeping score.
People often wonder where I get my bravery.
He taught me how to survive in a world of slavery.
So many positive things I could say about MY dad.
You can clearly see him in me, especially when I am mad.
It is his blood that proudly runs through me.
He gave me Angel wings to fly free.
--Original Poem By: Avis Pope--
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I honor my father on this day and every day of my life.
Harvey Pope was A Strong Black Man!
Rest In Peace Dad and Happy Birthday on this July 14.
He passed away in 1998.
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