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Conservative Poet Tom Zart's = MARRIAGE, SEX, ROMANCE & FAMILY
by Tom Zart Conservative Poet Tom Zart's MARRIAGE, SEX, ROMANCE & FAMILY Some other time, I'm not in the mood Why cant we just cuddle and watch TV? When couples drift into the celibate zone It's not long till someone will flee. Sexual fulfillment helps preserve love, Parenthood, marriage and self-esteem. Those who maintain it avoid saying no To be blessed by its pleasure and gleam. While dating we tend to be more romantic Putting forth the best of our charms. Sharing dinners, long walks and lustful weekends As we spend more time in each others arms. How many times have you said "not tonight" Exposing your happy home to harm? Today's crushing deadlines leave little time for love Leaving partners with sorrow, sadness and alarm. So share one another with red wine and time Dial your own number and leave the phone off the hook. Enjoy some romance, sex and laughter Improving your mood and the way you look. LOVE No rope or cable can hold so tight What love can do with twine. No kiss can taste so bittersweet As the one which captures our mind. The first sign of love is the last of wisdom As eager hearts fulfill desire. Love is just a staple of life Though heaven sparks the fire. Heaven knows no rage like love Once to hatred it has turned. How wise are we who are such fools Who forget the lessons we've learned. Love, indeed, descends from heaven Like a shooting star across the sky. Love sometimes stirs the dust, Till tears fall free from the eye. God must love people in love Or he wouldn't make so many. Those who claim it's a mental disease Have never been loved by any. Love is stronger than life itself And jealousy more cruel than the grave. Men and women have loved one another Since they spent their nights in a cave. When the hands of love Touch the strings of souls There'll be babies on the way. That's the basic rules of life No matter what games we play. Like the flowers in the fields We shed our shields To be warmed by the sun. We live our lives the best we can Till death catches us on the run. WHO? Who wrote the tune the songbird sings? Who made the diamonds we wear on rings? Who caused the snow and rain to fall? Who made spring, winter, summer and fall? Who gave man a woman to love? Who made the clouds and sky above? Who lights the stars and moon in the night? Who makes heaven and beyond so bright? Who gives us babies we follow till death? Who made us able to speak with our breath? Who gives us heroes willing to die? Who made the tears we shed as we cry? Who shows us hope and guides our way? The same one who loves us night and day. LIKE A LILY AMONG THE THORNS Like a lily among the thorns, So are you among the rest. Your love is my joy of life Which by God's grace is the best. When I sleep my heart is awake It is the vice of love within. By day or night I seek your love My life mate, my partner, my friend. You ravish my heart with just one look When I'm less than you desire. Your eyes speak without words As displeasure kindles your fire. Your beautiful and extraordinary Like a fragrant flower from the wild. I dream of the day you softly whisper "My love, I carry your child." The vines put forth their tender grapes The fig tree her sweet fruit of life. My love for you is everlasting As you nourish my need for a wife. God gave man a woman to adore And a woman a man to respect. God gave us children we love till death To provide for, cherish and protect. Until it's dawn and the shadows flee I will hold you close and ponder Our life together past and present And may our future be blessed by wonder. RELATIONSHIPS Relationships are the greatest predictors of happiness Healthy ones tend to support our joy and appreciation. The best way to keep mentally healthy, happy and strong Can be summed up by love, trust and admiration. One of the most rewarding things, each of us can do Is the acknowledgment of others and their fears. To promote their happiness and sense of worth By our love, concern, laughter and tears. Staying eager to display are willingness To recognize our support from others. Where would we be without the people we love Friends, mom, dad, grandparents, sisters and brothers. We treasure our relationships and pray to maintain them As they give us our passion and purpose in life. Cherishing our family, our faith, our country Our honor, our husband or wife. A SCORNFUL WOMAN & A SELFISH MAN A scornful woman can rip you apart Destroy your libido and harden your heart. They shout their list of your every flaw Declaring you're lucky you get it at all. A selfish man can become even worse When they lie, cheat, beat, steal and curse. Always demanding to stay king of the castle As they force their partner to suffer their hassle. A happy woman thrives on love, faith, family and friends, A worthy man provides, protects and defends. Say "No" to Satan and cast him out Say "Yes" to Jesus and become his scout. MOTHERS There's no greater power on earth Than the love we get from our mothers. They feel our fears within themselves Far more than sisters or brothers. As seasons pass; in time we learn We can't always rely on others. No mater what our mistakes may be We know we can run to our mothers. Mothers have great big aprons To hide from the world our flaws. They kiss and scold when we do wrong Teaching compliance of laws. From birth to death mothers lead Our angels of kindness from above. They give us more than anyone else Preaching the importance of love. Moms are certainly God's gift to earth So if you still have one, let it be known. You can't imagine your life without her While the seed of your future is sown. MOMS Millions of dewdrops greet the dawn As hungry of bees buzz the clover Dazzling butterflies flutter about As moms give love the world over. Lessons learned at our mother's knee Last a lifetime till we grow older. Popping up when troubles accrue Like a whispering angel on our shoulder. Gods gives us friends that mean so much Children, fathers, sisters and brothers Though far, far above all the rest, No one loves us more than our mothers. In and out of friendships, jobs and partners Our mothers always remain our evening star. Those who where born to a selfish mom Make the rest us realize how lucky we are. How great life is to have a good mom Who reads what we feel but can't say. Nothing means as much, as her tender touch And for all who are without one, "we pray." SHOULD TOMORROW START WITHOUT ME ? Should tomorrow start without me Remember I love you Looking down from up above Seeing everything you do. If I become a casualty I pray you will love again Whom ever makes you happy I'll consider my friend. Should tomorrow start without me Remind our boys, God loves all who care And when life seems too harsh and cruel With "Him" they must share their prayer. I have proven I'm not a coward Who breaks and runs to survive Always fearing death will kiss me As the streets of Baghdad I drive. Should tomorrow start without me Be proud I choose to serve Our faith and our patriotism Earn the freedom we deserve. I miss home more than ever It breaks my heart to stay away I can't help but want to hold you And whisper what I say. CHRISTMAS Husbands with ladders hang lights on their home As all who have no one feel sad and alone. The churches are full of the faithful that sing For the birth of our Lord, is a spiritual thing. The sound of Christmas sweetly fills the air While frantic shoppers hustle from here to there. The windows of storefronts at this time of year Reflect all their wonders as Christmas draws near. Little ones stand looking with their nose pressed to glass As model trains on display come speeding past. The path to Santa is lined with girls and boys With a list in their heart of their favorite toys. The stores shelves are crammed with dolls that crawl or walk Games, cars, trucks, planes and stuffed toys that sing or talk. The miracle of Christmas comes once a year When all that we love seems more precious and dear. DOUBLE TROUBLE To tell you the truth, it still hurts to share; Even though with him your heart is not there. I've tried hard to think what brought this about For we're not the type who enjoy sneaking out. Your husband, my wife, were into themselves. Like old Christmas toys, they placed us on our shelves. Somehow we managed to take ourselves down And found one another while out on the town. You gave me your number for reasons well known And now you weep as you drive home alone. It's hard to make love when the romance is dead It causes confusion in your heart and your head. There's a battle inside as your mind and heart fight While you lie by the wrong one in the middle of the night. We now know the meaning to the words of that song That it hurts to love someone and to the wrong one belong. WITHOUT LOVE Life is simply a circus With too many fools on the stage. There 's greed, fear and indifference As many hearts suffer from rage. Divorce is like a bad book Where the heroes get killed off to soon. When we reach the point the light goes out Then we'll stand up and leave the room. Without love we become such fools In a desert which has gone all dry. When the one we love ignores us There's nothing to do but cry. The worst curse that one can endure Are those who just wish to take. When all we give is our own love To find out we've made a mistake. Of all the prizes life may bring To be loved is by far the best. That's why so many search for it For without love, what good is the rest? THAT OLD COVERED BRIDGE We returned to that old covered bridge Where as sweethearts we used to go. To kiss, hug, and squeeze in the shadows While beneath us the water would flow. Up under its wood roof of shingles Is where we took refuge from the rains. Carved in some boards within that old bridge Side by side you'll still find our names. Our memories of our past childhood Are a gift from God for us to keep. Like that picture you once gave me Which I peaked at before I could sleep. We find ourselves back at that old bridge Only now, with our kids to catch fish. We pray someday that they'll find love And come here with someone, just to wish. SOME MEN PRAY Some men pry to marry the woman they love Where my prayers can't help but somewhat vary As I humbly pray to heaven above That I am loved by the woman I marry. The essence of love is its spiritual fire And there's nothing more sought after on earth. Man's only escape is his own flight But what, without love would his life be worth. Love can be man's worst pain or best pleasure A dangerous gamble he must take in life. For he who falls in love with the wrong woman Shall find all he's worked for belongs to his wife. THE COAL MINER Coal mines in my daddy's day Were dug with strong hands and back. They got larger and deeper As the lungs of the miners turned black. Cave-ins, fires and explosions Were my father's daily fear. But what choice has a man When the wolf of hunger is near. With three small kids and a wife There were five stomachs to fill. As we lived in poverty In our shack below a hill. I feel his blood within me As the years of my life pass by I'm proud that dad dug King Cole For a miner so am I. Life to me is but a rose Though it's thorns can make me cry. And like my dad before me To my Lord I will not lie. In cold earth someday I'll sleep With a shinny stone above. Carved in it, shall be the words I have known the joy of love. ADAM THE LONELY Adam, the lonely was chased from God's land When Eve picked that apple with her foolish hand. Delilah, the evil, cut a champion's hair off When Samson; the strong man's heart became soft. David the shepherd, a king among men Was teased by Bathsheba and driven to sin. A man needs a woman to build up his pride To bolster his ego and to lay by his side. Life mates are a treasure and difficult to find I feel like a blind man who's lost in a mine. Lord, I'm a sad soul with no hand to hold Searching for someone who'll love me when I'm old. TO HAVE AND TO HOLD Our house is big, though our family's small The phone's off the hook, cause we don 't want a call. I need you darling more than anything For your sweet kisses make a sad man sing. I can feel life's clock as it pounds away While the moon says hello to the dying day. I pray to partake every sight and sound While I still enjoy the right side of the ground. Nothing beats the love of a willing mate. So little time for fun before it's too late. The Lord made you for me and me alone And not for others that you might have known. DADS AT WAR Where would I be without you dad My hero of night and day? I'm so glad you love my mother And take time for us to pray. The last time we played baseball You reached for me with your hand. I looked at you, then made a wish That I might be just half the man. I love my father of earth, And I love my Father of heaven. It's a lot for me to love, you know For I'm only eleven. Mom and I sure miss you Since you left to defend our flag. When others ask, where is your dad I can't help but boast and brag. MOMMA Oh, I love my momma She's the reason I'm alive. Her total love for me Has made her struggle and strive. Jesus had a momma Who bore Him in a cave. She couldn't help but love Him From His birth to the grave. Should I hang on the highest hill My momma would be there. I know her love would follow me My Angel of despair. Her hair is now all silver As I hold her fingers, worn. Oh, God, bless this wrinkled brow From whose body I was born. LETTERS We were just the best of friends I knew him all my life. I'm sure that he, towards the end Found out I love his wife. He drove his car right off a cliff And crashed into the sea. I know it was no accident For a skillful driver was he. He must have found our letters Of love that shouldn't be. He's the type to harm himself Instead of killing me. As I looked in his wife's eyes She sadly said to me, Instead of us, he killed himself Because of lovers, such as we. Lord, have mercy on our souls For her husband, my friend, has died! No one else may ever know But God how much we've lied. HONEYMOON CRUISE The gulls have gone long ago As we sail a peaceful sea. The skies are blue, soft and kind Where else would we wish to be. Late at night, as we embrace In front of a reggae band. You kiss me, and then you whisper I want to be alone with my man. A little after midnight We both slip away. In such of some time For the games lovers play. Alone in our cabin Your skin is so soft. I'm just that angel Who fell from aloft. After twenty-five years Of our love has gone It's a honeymoon cruise We find ourselves on. May the Lord show mercy On any of those Who have never been loved Or ever been chose. MY LOVE of LIFE Wise men learn more from watching fools Than fools do from watching wise men. I should know for I've been both I can 't believe how lucky I've been. Everyday as I speak out With verse I come alive. My lust for life shall be fulfilled As another day I survive. I take the clay of every day And mold it to my fashion. All I need is my true love Whose heart flows free with passion. I thank the Lord who watches us For blessings which are mine; That I'm festive, fit and free To love my wife who's sweeter than wine. ONE MAN'S PRAYER Where are the women who need a good man? Where are the women with love in their hand? Where are the children who played on the lawn? Where are the children when mom and dad are gone? What about the marriage that began with smiles? What about the marriage that ended in trials? What about the future of all involved? What about the problems that must be solved? Answer these questions that tear at my heart. Answer these questions that keep us apart. WHAT LOVE MEANS TO ME I know now for sure what love means to me It's a chance to be needed and to give happily. For I've felt what it's like to be sad and alone And wish for that someone I could call my own. It's just like young Adam when he lost his rib bone God gave him Eve, so he wouldn't sleep alone. When a man loves a woman, there's many lessons he'll learn As she respects him, her favors he'll earn. One thing for certain, when your thoughts are for real As you hug and you kiss, you love how you feel. Some live a lifetime just a step from love You are that person who gave me my shove. The world has both givers and those on the take Life can be bad if your love's a mistake. I can't help realize how lucky I've been For you are my wife, but best of all, my friend. I WON'T BE THERE It's true; I've been living with a looser And it's been going on too long I've prayed for the courage and, now I have it To sing you your farewell song. I won't be there in the morning when you need me! I won't be there when you call on the phone! I won't be there in the bed beside you As you lay by yourself alone! Too many times at night I've cried Wondering why you won't just come home Staring at the clock on the wall As I lie half awake by the phone. For so long it was enough that I loved you Though now my heart needs more. So, I've packed up my bags and my pictures And I'm on my way out the door. WHEN YOU LOVE A MEAN WOMAN When you love a mean woman it hurts down deep In the middle of the night when you find you can't sleep. I remember those times we kissed in the park Covered by moonbeams and stars in the dark. You told me you loved me and would never run away Though now, there's another with whom you play. Somebody tell me what I'm doing wrong Somebody show me before I've waited too long. Other women I've met, they remind me of you It makes me afraid of what they might do. But life without love isn't living at all Everyone needs someone who waits for their call. I thirst for a woman who will love me again One who needs both a husband and friend. Dear Lord, I pray for my angel of love So I may fly high on the wings of a dove. SHE'S MY BUDDY Adam and Eve lay beneath the stars. I wonder if their love was as strong as ours? Darling, I love you, I'm not afraid to say Our love just grows with each passing day. I was afraid our love would grow cold That's what I've always by others been told. I'm glad they were wrong, so I sing this song For you are the woman to whom I belong. Without your concern I have nothing at all There's no one to help me should I take a fall. I need your love it builds up my pride Bolsters my ego and stands by my side. Many men still search for someone like you Case to find a good woman isn't easy to do Lord, I thank you for the love of my life For she is my buddy as well as my wife. OUR MOTHER'S LOVE Our mother's love like a candle Burns brightly upon the shelf. As she lights the way for all others Never thinking of herself. Seven little kids in a farmhouse By my moms hard work survived. Through her love and faith in Jesus We learned how to struggle and strive. The lilacs still bloom by the window Where our mom would quilt and sew. In the winter she'd sing by the fire To the tunes she thought we should know. Our father labored at a quarry In the dust of the earth every day. He worked so hard for his money For the bills our family must pay. Little sister came down with pneumonia And almost died in bed. Our momma lie sick beside her Putting cool rags on her head. We were sure glad to see daddy's face As he drove up our driveway He ran up and into the house Then knelt by their bed to pray. Oh, Lord, please save my family From the fever that burns within For we have always loved Jesus And will serve Him till our end. Our mother and sister survived But daddy, he died long ago. When it's our time for heaven We'll see many that we know. TILL THE END of TIME I feel like Samson pushing the stone For I gave into love and now I'm alone. Betrayed by a woman, I gambled and lost And now I suffer what disloyalty cost. Samson was blinded by the blade of a knife After his capture by the love of his life. Imprisoned forever and forced to grind grain To spectator laughter, the whip and the chain. The same so am I, a victim of chain For I've too many memories of you in my brain. Together my darling from a window we shall peer It will be from heaven both faraway and near. The heirlooms of tomorrow the woman and the man Waiting for our ashes to sift through the sand. I will love you always, till the end of time Now and then dreaming of when you were mine. SAD DAD IN JAIL They put me in prison for the deed I've done I killed the drunk driver who crippled you, son. Your mother, my wife, she died in the wreck That's the reason I broke that man's neck. His dad was a rich man, who pulled lots of strings So well connected he could do many things. I live in this hellhole with all sorts of men; I'm sure glad most like me and call me their friend. The food here is so awful, I've lost many pounds I'd rather feast on the vittles the guards toss the hounds. At night we play cards and you don't dare cheat For if you get caught, you'll be stomped on by feet. Most inmates fashion some sort of knife To help out their odds in a fight for their life I took me a padlock and snapped it on a chain Then hid it in my pant-leg to keep from being slain. I get to see you on our family day The worst part about it, is when you cry as you play. Many times you question, "Dad, when can you leave?" As the tears from your eyes drop to my sleeve. Our visit is now over as they wheel you away I whisper, "I love you" and you see what I say. It's time to go back to my one-room, shared cell And try to write a song about a sad dad in jail. WE WISH YOU WERE HOME I remember that fair in September As we waited for a Ferris wheel ride Just as you reached for my fingers I felt how I loved you inside. The next thing I knew we were airborne Above all the eyes of the crowd Surrounded by rainbows of neon As the moon popped from behind a cloud. You asked, "daddy, do you love me" I answered I couldn't live without you. Then you reached up and tugged on my collar As we flew in that chair painted blue. Now you are grown and gone And have marched away to war. As I'm writing this letter I yearn for your knock at our door. I got out some rags and the wax And gave your old Ford a rubdown. I went for a ride of remembrance While its mufflers made your favorite sound I drove by the park to ponder Those ball games we loved to play. I can 't help but worry and wonder If you'll ever come home to stay. Your girlfriend still teaches school We see her every seventh day. There's no doubt who she thinks of When she folds her hands to pray. Your mother still talks to your picture As she works at her sewing machine. I hope my son you realize How much to us you mean. MY WILD ROSE You 're the full moon of my nights And the sunshine of my day. Like a queen upon her throne You rule what I do and say. It's God who makes us beautiful And the Devil who makes us mean. It all depends on whom we follow Which way our lives shall lean. With one foot in the future And one foot in the past Let us try to live our days As though each was our last. You're the wild rose of my life My flower of desire. Made by God for me alone Out of earth, stars and fire. MY WIFE You're the bone of my bones Who I love for my wife. The flesh of my flesh And my partner in life. For me to have and to hold For better or for worse. To love and to cherish Though we might fight and curse. Be I richer or poorer Till death makes us part I will give you great portions Of my soul and my heart. Heaven won't be heaven If I don 't see you there May the first to go Be me, is my prayer. FAMILIES The first stage of a family group Begins with husband and wife. Shelters are rented, bought or built As they yearn for more from life. Families are found throughout the world In bone clusters buried in caves Where ancient people lived and loved 'Till death placed them in their graves. Humans still have that need to group As a family to survive They love and care for each other In the world in which they strive. Families are a nation's crown jewels Far more than a golden coin. Members find love and sympathy From the groups they've chosen to join. TEARS Tears are the raindrops of the soul And there's one for all who die. They are the silent words of grief As they fall free from the eye. The shortest verse in the Bible Is the one where Jesus wept So, if you hold back tears, "shed them" When your pains too harsh to accept. Tears are lovelier than a smile When they come from those you love. As they seek relief from sadness When you're summoned from above. Tears are a love-mates humble gift When it's time to say goodbye Though the eyes are wet and swollen With time and patience they dry. LOVE & ELECTRICITY Love and electricity are a lot alike For we never seem to miss them till their gone. We need both, every day of our life And even more so between twilight and dawn. Love resembles a self-consuming amber A static current of both pain and pleasure. It can warm our bed and lighten the darkness And for most who don 't have it, it's a treasure. We can turn it on or we can turn it off Depending on whatever we're forced to do. It may shock us, please us, thrill us, or hurt us Though once without it, we can't wait to renew. THE SEED OF LOVE A kindly woman can make a sad man sing With her love and affection winter seems like spring. Of all the pleasures in life given to a man There's nothing beats the touch of a woman's soft hand. God saw Adam alone on Eden's floor Then decided to give him Eve's love and much more. So take what you need from she chosen for you Then rid thyself of others and to her be true. The Lord planted love within mankind's heart Though things can grow sour when from Him we depart. Love and hate are but two sides of life's golden coin So be ready for both no matter whom you join. By Conservative Poet Tom Zart Most Published Poet On The Web TOM ZART'S RADIO POEMS You can hear all of Tom Zart's 330 poems of love, war, faith and more 24-7 on web radio at http://internetvoicesradio.com/Arch-TomZart.htm Tom Zart ARCHIVES: Global Special Operations 101 http://www.globalspecialoperations.com/tomzart2.html Poet and Author of Love War And More 225 poems published by Publish America; SHEPHERDS of LIFE e-book 350 poems, CD "MEMORIES" 28 poems with music by Bill Crain for sale on the web under Tom Zart and or Bill Crain. It's appropriate and symbolic that the romantic poet Tom Zart was born on Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |