Poetry: All I Do!

All I do is sit and wait Wondering if I am going to be on time Or run a tad bit late One of the reasons why The day that I hate Would mostly be Monday! All I do is sit here and think What am I going to do? What am I going to say? And in every way I still Tend to hate Mondays! No matter what I do life comes at me Sideways There's no road to take No corrections to make One thing is for sure My emotions are never fake For I still hate Mondays! Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 4/16/2007 7:51:31 AM

Poetry: Oh Sweet Angel Of Mine

Oh sweet angel of mine When the light from the sun Ignites your soul Your Beauty is so de vine The beauty that renders my body Weak and helpless The beauty that leaves me forever Blind! Unable to see, to feel the heat Within thee Begging for you to release this beast! Oh Blessed be! A love that is all so kind Oh sweet angel of mine! Your beauty that is so de vine The beauty that renders me Weak and helpless The beauty that has thee Forever blind! Oh sweet angel of mine! Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/24/2007 11:29:10 PM

Poetry: Mystery

In all my life I always loved a good Mystery Between old cases and to stories I was always ready to look for clues Old and new From black to Blue I always searched for what was true! In all my life well upon this day I have to say That there are some things about My father's family history That remains a mystery! I never give up I never begin a day With an empty cup For I always pop in to see what's up! Even after I had refilled my cup! In all my life I always loved a good mystery Between old cases and stories Between you and me Clues is what I find, what is not seen! Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/23/2007 3:22:19 PM

Poetry: Time is Hard

Baby as I am lying awake I can't help but think of the last Time I saw you! Four years on this very day This much I can say Time is hard is every way! Daddy wishes that he could Be there to ease the pain To wipe away your tears And chase away your fears! Baby I am sorry of what happen to You I let you down, failed to protect you And you got hurt! He will get his in the end baby You won't ever get hurt again Once I have you But this much is true Time is hard! Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/14/2007 5:45:13 AM

Poetry: Daughter Of Mine 1

I sit here wondering What it is that has my mind, Going out of control, And get all so unwound! Is the fact that I can never be Heaven bound? Is it the fact that my feet Has never left the ground? What has me on the roll! What has me going out of control, Is the fact that I haven't got my child back! Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/14/2007 2:58:31 AM

Poetry: Daughter Of Mine 2

My baby girl is getting older and I just keep feeling like I can't get much Bolder! I sit here thinking of all the fun I had with her! Thinking that I failed her as a father! Because I made a promise that I am having troubles trying to keep! It is her that I seek and it is her that makes Me want to stand up and Speak these words! Baby daddy will see you sooner or later, and I will make up for lost times For you are a child of mine! That is what is on my mind! A memory that is heavenly and all so kind! The Daughter of mine! Joseph Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/14/2007 2:57:33 AM

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Posted: 2/12/2007 2:01:09 PM

What Does This mean? Just an Opinion! Not to upset anyone!

Being a poet gives me all rights to say and write what ever I want. I can speak my views about life and speak up for what is right! I can fight when I want to fight, I can tighten this rope around thy neck and just really don't care what they say For I'm doing this thing my way, on what ever day I chose! They can try to shut me up and I'll just refill this coffee cup and go at it some more, and if they decide to come at me through the door, well then I'll speak up and shut them up as my feet are planted firmly on the floor! There ain't a damn thing that they can do, for I will do what I chose for this is a battle that they will most surely lose! I'm not going to let all this crap go on for it is us the Americans that are suffering from what our government is doing! What is the point of sending more men and women over and leaving us unprotected and all they do is die any ways! I mean what the hell is the point! Forget politics for once and think for our safety here in the United States Of America! Come on MR Bush do what is right and bring our people home! You sit there at your desk and point fingers and call blames when all you are doing is playing this stupid game! What does this mean? Well that is easy stop living in the shadow of your father's shame! Being a poet gives me all rights to say and write what ever I want. I can speak my views about life and speak up for what is right! I can fight when I want to fight, I can tighten this rope around thy neck and just really don't care what they say For I'm doing this thing my way, on what ever day I chose! This is the one battle that your sorry butt is going to lose! Pull our people out, and let their families have a fighting chance to spend the rest of their lives with their loved ones, don't let our children grow up with out a mother or father! Come on I mean just do what is right, and strike the final blow and let our people go! I'll say what I want to say, and upon this day I say Blow them all away, nuke the bastards! What does this mean? Well that is easy stop living in the shadow of your father's shame! (2) Comments

Posted: 2/12/2007 1:45:29 PM

Poetry: Turn Of Events

As the turn of events starts to fold One man pretends that he is so Cunning and Bold, But as through others eyes All of the lies turns into a story That will be forever told As the woman left battered and abused Pretty much left out in the cold Proves that this man will never be so bold For all the lies that he has spoken Just grew old! As the turn of events starts to unfold The one woman that was left out in the cold Battered and abused! Just turned this man from The accuser to the accused! What can you do when all This man ever wanted from you was to be his slave? From within the light you now see, For it was God who saved thee! Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/12/2007 1:43:25 PM

Poetry: Trying & Dying

As I am pounding away at this wooden floor A flash of light shines through thy own door Wondering what could be beyond the door That is shining so Bright, in which sets a New feeling that has me believing That everything is going to be alright! Is this the answer that I have been waiting for? Could it be a sign from the lord above? I take a deep breath and walk towards the door But can't seem to open it I am trying so hard but the knob will not turn! I'm trying with all my might but still will not budge! Oh dear God I am so trying! And now I am dying! One last breath I take in as my body hits the floor Trying to open the door When I was actualy dying! And now my loved one Is left all a lone and crying, asking why I was trying? Joseph Allen Wolfe Copyright ©2007 Joseph Allen Wolfe (0) Comments

Posted: 2/12/2007 1:37:38 PM