by seriously_dave106 words, poem
A poem of deep thought. I wrote this poem as a result of the story. Rides on waves..."My angel experience"for an instant in time my eyes were opened..
The deep meaning of this poem really comes to life when you read the short story that preceded it, I missed my opportunity when it was presented before me on a silver platter, an easy choice, My only hope is that I will not be as blind the next time. read the short story "My Angel experience" then you will understand this work fully. seriously_dave
by seriously_dave844 words, short story
Personal and Heart-felt poetry. straight from the deep recesses of the heart of this author. My heart was broken when my best friend passed away, this poem was a love letter to her from the Lord..
As the great tempest moves in upon you, asking no questions, seeking no answers, So your strength will prevail and your wings shall grow stronger, you will fly higher then the Eagle that seeks its prey from the clear blue sky. Faster then the humming bird which speedily races about, fulfilling the purpose for which it was created.
by seriously_dave547 words, poem
Venture through the mind... of this young lad as he experiences. life the way that only a young inquisitive boy can experience it. this poem is a wonderful twist on the back of such tragedy.
"like an astronaut from outer space looking down into their place, I just wonder what it is, all those puny eyes do see. As I tower overhead, why do they always run? never stopping, more sand is dropping, even after the job is done. Their pyramid is growing, higher up into their sky. are they trying to reach the heavens? I wonder and question why?"
by seriously_dave488 words, poem
Look, Look what we have made... One day I began to think of all the material things that man has created, (basically all from the dust of the earth,. when you think about it) Cars,computers,building structures,gadgets, etc. etc..
...we have created our inventions to make everything in life a little easier for us. from the vacuum cleaner to pull the dirt from our carpets to the refrigerator which keeps our food safe to eat...
by seriously_dave534 words, short story
Poetry of praise to the... One who created us, it is expression of gratitude. towards the One who gives us the power to be healthy and wealthy..
when he continually harasses me and throws his
fiery darts of confusion in my path, I will run to You for You are my
comfort, You are a foundation of solid rock that can never be broken, A
million cities can be built upon you and you will never fail. I am
proud to be called your son...
by seriously_dave596 words, poem
please madam I'm only trying... to tell you the truth." says the preacher man on the corner.. "my way is not your way and yours is not mine! she says in the harshest of tones".
...unless your examining a Quarter and me ten British pence." "A quarter is a quarter with one side or two a quarter is a quarter and this part is true." "Now a quarter could also be twenty five cents but a quarter could never be ten British pence."
by seriously_dave485 words, poem
A poem for the Problem Gambler. this is a heart felt poem for the addicted gambler. If someone in your life is a problem gambler then this touching poem is definately worth your dollar..
then...I take my winnings I place it all on green then...the woman spins the wheel. she yells... " RED SIXTEEN " then...In my complete frustration I pull two hundred more then I say a little prayer and place it on red four.
by seriously_dave429 words, short story
Do you believe in big foot?. some do and some don't...
...His face pushed up against the passenger side window, his eyes were blood red, he looked like a demon from hell. As I slammed down on the gas peddle the car lurched forward...
by seriously_dave2,488 words, short story
My fascination with fire.. Ive always been fascinated with fire, since I was a young child. This is a funny, or not so funny story. I guess it's a strange kind of a warning, "don't play with matches".
It was his turn to light the fire and he did. I wanted my fire to get the biggest, so I let it go. He said, "put it out!" I said, "no no, not
yet!" He said, "PUT IT OUT!" I said, "not yet!, not yet!" I let it get
real big. The flames were about 3 feet high, I remember them hitting
the roof of the vehicle, that was when I started hitting it with the 2
x 4 that We used to extinguish the previous fires.: - )
by seriously_dave1,357 words, short story
A Marine Corps. Ops. story. We were on ops. in the Philippine Jungle. I just had to do it.... our job was to provide communications for a grunt company......we were to take a valley and mountain side ,.
...and we were there for a week (no showers) We all bathed in a creek and a pond in that valley area. At night there were absolutely no lights allowed, no lighting
cigarettes. or anything else. Absolutely No lights! We were all
suppose to stay near our jeeps at all times when we were not on Guard
duty or attending Radio surveillance....
by seriously_dave1,402 words, short story
Have you ever seen one?. Have I ever seen one? hmmm. I have, I think. ummmm, I think.. Hey, here's an interesting topic that many have spoken about, multitudes of books have been written,.
The city was fairly well structured though, with lots of people. As
soon as I crossed the bridge and entered the gates of the city, I was
suddenly enthralled by hoards of people. One could barley walk with out
people bouncing off of them and the instant that they spotted that I
was an American off the ship, they flocked to me like bees to honey.
mostly kidds and I say kidds for a reason. they were like pestering
little goats. They would follow me everywhere and beg for pesos.
by seriously_dave2,967 words, chapter
A story of my life.. Just what exactly is a "real" friend anyway?. for two years we hung out together everyday, we did everything together, we were best friends..
What is a “friend” anyway? Are
my work mates my friends? I guess! The time that we spend with each
other, is a lot. Eight to ten hours a day, we are all entangled in the
same struggles. All working towards the same goal, to get that next job
out. Superficial friends at best! We are all busy doing our jobs, not much time for personalizing with one another.......and
after work? The stresses of life keep us occupied for the most part.
Have to go to the store, and take the kids to practice, stop by.
by seriously_dave935 words, poem
Inspirational poem about life.. Share it with your friends and Family. thank you for your purchase, I appreciate your support. I can def. use the money, please enjoy it.
"My son, my son, listen to me" "Time is fleeting" is what dad would say, My life is just beginning- I live it day by day......one year, two years, five go by, my parents feed me when I cry. all my needs are taken care of, Dad and Mom do all the work. "work"? I just don't understand that now, I just can't comprehend it...