Poetry Blog by david patrick simon

The children poems 10

To my son Graham)

 

And on

your bithday

God 

handed you

to me,

 

and I felt 

unworthy.

 

no matter

of fate

could bring

such a

perfect child

here to

me.

 

and our

stars were

from that

moment

crossed,

 

and  my heart

became full

of you.

 

and dinosaurs

and sci-fi

movies and

sports would

be the 

stor...

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The children poems 9

(for Noah when he was

5 years old)

 

Child angel

resting

on a pillow

of clouds.

 

Head of hair

three weeks

overdue

from the

barber's

chair.

 

spiderman pajamas

keeping 

your dreams

toasty

against the

midnight air.,

 

your mother 

and  I lying

next to

you as you

sleep.

 

only five

years old.

and you

have ma...

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The children poems 8

(for Nicole)

 

yesterday

morning

I found my

daughter.

she had

been  lost

for five

years..

 

and three

grandkids

 later.

 

I finally

called her,

the moment

stopped

me dead

in my tracks..

 

I thought

how did

 we ever

get to here.

 

in a million years

I could not

retrace

my steps.

 

but then in

 a momen...

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The children poems 7

( I wrote this

while standing over

my Daughters Madison's

crib when she

was 2 years old) 

 

Embrace 

the world with

Baby steps,

 

a million

things in life

will become.

turtle shells

like your

opinion on

things,

 

and they

will only fit

 for a

time.

be flexible

watch for

the changes.

in love 

and life.

 

don't get

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The children poems 6

(For my daughters

Nicole and Rhianna)

 

and your

children
bend to 
your river
as your
life flows 
through 
them
,
from 
conception 
to birth.

the current
is strong.

their heartbeats
in tune
with yours,

from the
beginning
of time,

each moment
christening
the next.

the mother
lode inside
you fulfill
their destiny's 
needs.

a daughter
a son is
born. 

a sunris...

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The children poems 4

 

I was not
born till
I first
saw your
eyes.

I am
not me
but you,

I have 
pieced  my
life together
with the
threads
of all
your beautiful
smiles

and
God felt
moments
that you
have given
me,

and as
time moved
I moved with
you,

and every 
moment
of my 
life
has been
truly blessed.

different 
mothers
but in
the end
all for 
me,

and I 
have been 
undeserving 

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The children poems 3

(Noah's poems)

 

holding on

to my five

year old’s

smile as

tight as

I can.

letting his

laughter

reign over

me.

 

The sunrise

of this day

already

a memory who"s

colors have

deepened into

and ripened

 my soul.

 

I bare

witness to

this day

this moment

followed by

 another and

 another

lost ,

 

almost as

so...

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The children poems 2

6/12/2008

 

Last week

seven of my

children were

all together for

 the first time

 in along

time,

.

and as

each one

came into

the room

to greet me.

I felt my roots

grow 

deeper and

deeper to 

the center

of the

universe.,

 

and in

their smile

I saw the

smile of

 my father,

the smile

 of my

mother.,

 

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The children poems 1

Golfing
father and
son on
a pristine sun 
washed
afternoon.

skittles in
my back
pockets

to help Noah

keep up

his golfing

modivation

ball struck
to the left
and then
to the right.

and then
back again.

 

holding hands

with my

son noah,


because it

feels like

magic running

through my 
soul.

no need

to keep 
score.
only me

trying
to keep
N...

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The sitting poems 50 the end

 

It has been one  of the greatest pleasures that I have had to write "The sitting poems " to someone that I met for a moment here on WOL  All of it was inspired by the  picture that her father took of her on her profile years ago it is magical ..one thought that rings true of all of these writes is that by her spirit I could instantly tell.. we would of been the best of friends if we would of ...

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The sitting poems 49

 

I rest there
in your 
smile.

And you
are a 
force that
moves
me,

that gives
itself back
to me,

like a 
angel
taking 
flight 
spreading 
it's wings,

then landing
on my
soul and

singing song.

open your
eyes to
me,

throw your
silk amber
hair back,

and walk
as a child
with me
through
these iron
cast days,

that tire 
us with 
routine
and compromise.

I am
a p...

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The sitting poems 47

 

You steal
my breath 
away with
the unconditional
giving of
the smile
inside
your eyes.

the dancing 
light
of warmth
between 
each breath 
that you
take.

and I
lie forever
between
them.

your eyes 
your smile.

they lift
me up 
to you.

where my 
spirit
will only
know your
grace.

and the 
wind
finds
you.

and my 
thoughts
surround
you.

at this
time
at this
p...

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The sitting poems 46

 

Racing blind

to the end

of the rainbow

and back,

 

skipping fast

heart racing

with the moon

over the hills

and back

again.

 

yelling at 

the ice

cream man

in the street

at the

top of 

our voices

"stop ! "

 

staying out

way past

dinner,

without regrets,

 

holding on

to being

10 years

old as long

as we  ca...

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The sitting poems 44

 

And in
this 
moment
I find
you.

there is
a magician
in your 
eyes
that performs
for
me.

and as 
your hair
brushes
across
your face,

time
stands
still.

so all
of the 
universe

takes
notice
as you 
pass.

and the 
colors 
that are
you ,

bleed
through
me.

knowing 
their
way to
heart.

and under
this Capricorn
sky

I confide
to nomad
stars.

and every one
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The sitting poems 43

 

And the

reasons you

wake in

the morning,

 

and the

first face

that greets

your day.

 

I would be a 

thief and 

take these

things from

you.

 

to be

there the

moment you

awake.

 

to sit

and have 

morning coffee

while you

read to 

me your

latest poem.

 

giving patience

to the 

cinnamon buns

in the ove...

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The sitting poems 41

 

Something
in my 
moments
is always
you,

the spirit
that you
carry,

the perfect
stranger 
that you
are.

a gift
of youth
to see
you in
my weary
day.

always
in balance
full of
life,

with love
rising
from your
lips for
your
lover to
take.

in the
mornings
baptism
when you
first awake.

where 
to those

of us

that live 

without you
lie in far
lesser
mome...

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The sitting poems 40

 

Today I

dreamed I
saw your
alice in 

wonderland
eyes,



and as the
room
swirled 
with wishes
and moments
too much
for words.

only the
gentle
rising and
falling of
your
heartbeat
inside your
chest existed.

and the 
awkward
slurring
of my
words
trying
to catch 
their
balance
in my 
head.

and your
eyes
in this 
moment 
were 
everything.

and the
sleek
...

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The sitting poems 39

 

I sit.

catching 
every 
glimpse
in your
eyes.

I feel
rich.

holding
out for
this moment
to never
end.

when the
times
of a
child"s
daydreams
are
over,

and the
tears
of circus
clowns
are long
forgotten.

I sit.

a thousand
miles 
away
from you.

unannounced,
rectified.

to your
life and
all it's 
trimmings
of faith
and hope.

and day
dreams you
once had
as a
...

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The sitting poems 36

 

Morning creeps 
by with 
the speed of
a child
that doesn't
want to
go to 
school.

it comes
to my eyes
like a 
misty water
colored
memory.

three eggs
are carefully
placed on
the kitchen
counter,

waiting perhaps
for some omelet
to magically
appear in
a skillet on
top of my
iron stove,

and I
accept it
all with 
pomp
and circumstance,

of thoughts

of you,

 

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The sitting poems 34

 

Your morning
white
dress
christening
my eyes,

I am
hypnotized

at the
way you
move
in it
across
the room.

by the way
your hair
streams,

like a
thousand
auburn
stands
of sand
across 
your 
face.

and your
lips of 
rose
blossoming
to mine.

the sweet
smell
of you,

at your
first
smile
dancing.

your laughter
like
small
droplets
of rain
running
down my
back.

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The sitting poems 33

 

Your morning
white
dress
christening
my eyes,

I am
hypnotized

at the
way you
move
in it
across
the room.

by the way
your hair
streams,

like a
thousand
auburn
stands
of sand
across 
your 
face.

and your
lips of 
rose
blossoming
to mine.

the sweet
smell
of you,

at your
first
smile
dancing.

your laughter
like
small
droplets
of rain
running
down my
back.

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The sitting poems 32

 

Tell me
of the
pockets
of your
heart,

and what 
I might
find
there.

the stories
of what you
kept,

and what
you chose
to throw
away.

and when 
a flower 
blooms
so do 
you,

and I 
keep
the picture
of it
in my
mind 
without
doubt.

and the
side of
you that
I have
not seen
yet,

someday
may I
sit
and lean
against
it.

pray to
heaven
and rise 

like the
fir...

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The sitting poems 31

 

There  is
the door
that opens
in you,

and in
these 50
poems,

somewhere
amongst
them
may I
find the

key.

and if
God truly
does make
everything
just right.

I know 
he did 
better
with you.

and in
the captions
of your day
could
you write
me in
one.

somewhere 
between
the moon 
and sun.

your heart
and your
soul.

your breathing
and your
dreams,

your sunshin...

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The sitting poems 30

 

A blessing

has come

to me,

 

your heart
is  something
that I
wish upon.

it is
the first
flower

stirring
in a 
meadow
the first
day of
spring,

the opening
in the
ice that
a river
breaks
through
at winters
end.

to then
mend and
turn and
flow.

giving 
life to
all it 
comes 
to meet.

and now
you
have found
me and
my simple
words and
thoughts.

and...

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The sitting poems 29

 

You come

to me
like a
bandit in
my life,

to steal 
my old 
tattered
running
shoes 
away.

and leave
me here 
sitting

blusters
moaning,

consumed
by the 
flame of
you.

and as
the back
row of
my life
comes to
me ,

it wants
to meet
you here.

like the
lion and
the lamb

sleeping 
in some 

summer
meadow
unashamed.

unbroken
iron dreams
bring
me down ,

to th...

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The sitting poems 28

 

windows wide 

open,

 

no rush.

the nature

of hearts is

that they
know
where to
go,.

and it's
a mind that

cannot
be changed.

in every
spring
and fall.

the wind
carries

seeds
to their
perfect
resting
place.

and now
in this
place

such are 
your 
thoughts
to me

and mine 

to yours.

we are
windows
wide
open
to one
another.

canvases
to paint
o...

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The sitting poems 26

 

I close
my eyes
to see 
you,

to remind 
myself
that I 
can see
my youth

again in

your eyes.



to  feel
the endless

possibilities in
everything
that I
do.

like rain 
saturating
a field,

bringing
life to
everything
it touches. 

 it
seems 
to be 
true,

it is 
the simplest
of moments
that you
bring
yourself
 to me.

in your writings

in your Alice and

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The sitting poems 25

 

And again
in this
dream
you leave
me.

I lie
a skeleton 
poet
parched 
of skin,

tied up
in the
salvation
of you,

candles
burning
beneath
their 
stems,

hot wax
pools
forming

night slipping
away like
a cat
running
loco mad

down some 
back street
avenue.

as I 
sit and
write to
you.

tangled in
these 
delicious
thoughts,

still looking
for the
buried
treasu...

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The sitting poems 24

 

I am
certain.

in you.

is the 
indigo
of night
bleeding.

the washing 
of evening
clouds
across
a half 
filled
Chablis
moon.

the running
of a 
Caliente
tempest
wind
over a
distant
nomad
dune.

I am 
certain.

in you.

is the
rest
between
the beats
of a
humming bird's
heart.

The open
lip kiss
of a Juliet
in search
of a fairy tale
ending.

and a
river's
song
...

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