My Poem “My God Father”

Forget Zeus, forget Odin –
because no other father in history,
nor within the pages of mythology,
could ever compare to my father
because my Dad will always be
one of the most inspiring, influential,
and important forces over me,
because all his life my Dad has given
the gift of his presence and he has
been there in so many ways for me
and for our entire family.

My Dad has worked all his life,
he has given back,
and he has helped others
through so many selfless acts
that embody who my Dad is,
what my Dad stands for,
where my Dad comes from,
and what has always been
important to my Dad:
his family, his friends, his humility,
his enduring spirit, and his strength
of character that is incomparable
and which is the reason why no one
ever forgets my Dad nor
all the amazing things that he
has done throughout his life.

My Dad is a hero – just ask anybody
who knows him and his name…
my Dad has been through so much –
but never do you ever hear him complain…
my Dad is the personification
and the example of the person
who you would hope and pray
to arrive – with his distinctive
blue eyes and his magnetic smile –
to save the day while using
all the power at their disposal
to bring about a miracle –
and that is why when I look at my Dad
I never see just a man,
because when I look at my Dad
I always see my father: the God.

My Poem “Countdown”

Every countdown that always occurs
on the last seconds of New Year’s Eve
before the obligatory
“Happy New Year!”
is simultaneously the countdown
to the end of one year
as well as the countdown to
a brand new set of 365 days
that will see changes in the world
as well as changes in people
that will change the landscape
of humanity in so many ways.

Countdowns can be good,
countdowns can be exciting,
countdowns can be like heralds from above,
countdowns can lead to instances
that can be surprising…
countdowns can give people
something to look forward to…
countdowns can give people
the thrill of anticipation…
countdowns can give people
the courage to do something
that they have always wanted to do…
countdowns can give people hope
and are not always a ticking clock
ticking down to a moment of destruction.

Time and space is relative…
the universe and nature
has its own timetable
which does not require
any knowledge or understanding of it
by anybody or anything.

Memories and experiences
are precious and personal
to whomever recalls them…
humanity requires the ability
to preserve and measure time
to give their lives some
semblance of meaning and structure,
and countdowns are especially necessary
because people like climaxes
just as much as they enjoy new beginnings –
and there is no conclusion and restart
that people plan for and look forward to
like the instant on the 31st of December
every year when 23:59, or 11:59pm,
changes to 00:00, or 12:00am,
when those who are still awake
celebrate, wherever they are
and with whomever they are with –
sometimes with a handshake,
a hug, or a kiss –
as they declare: Happy New Year!

My Poem “38”

Today I am 38 years-old…
today, like every day,
every month, every year,
as I have got older,
I always look back over my shoulder –
even it is only for an instant –
and I take a good, long, look
at myself and I recall what I have done,
where I have been, and all that I have seen.

Ever since I was a child
I have always known how lucky I was
to have been born when, where,
and to whom I was born –
the home that I have always known,
and the parents who have never
stopped loving me and have
never stopped being proud of me…
today is my birthday,
and this year – more than any other,
I feel so lucky to have what I have,
and more importantly I feel so lucky to have
who I have in my life,
and I feel so lucky to share my life
with who I love the most in the entire world.

Every year, around this same time of the year,
I always wonder whether my life
would be better if I had made
different decisions and other choices
at certain points in my life –
and, every time I do,
I ultimately come back to the unshakable
and unwavering realization that I am
who I am meant to be
and my life is what it is meant to be;
however, that does not mean
that there aren’t things
that I wish I could change
with the snap of a finger if I had the power.

I know more about myself
than I knew five years ago…
I know so much more about life and people
than I did ten years ago…
I know more about my destiny and my life’s purpose
than I did twenty years ago;
however, I believe, even from the moment
that I was delivered into the light of this world,
that the path that I have been walking
all my life was already right in front of me,
and that along the way it only took
the strength of determination,
the courage, and the fearlessness
that I have been blessed with
by many people in my life
to contribute to my understanding
and my appreciation of what makes
a life lived to its potential so great,
and in life there are definitely times
when it is fun to just go with the flow
and see where it takes you –
because if you are lucky
then you might find yourself one day
far away from home and staring into the eyes
and within the embrace of an angel.

Life is short, and sometimes
you have to do things
and you have to experience things
before it is too late
and there is no time
left to do and to see
all of the amazing
and extraordinary things
that life has in store –
that is what I believe,
and that is what I know for sure,
and that is the culmination
of all of my knowledge
and all my experiences
that I have acquired
from every hour, every day,
every month, every year, prior to today,
when I turn 38 years-old.

My Poem “Happy Saint Patrick’s Day”

Cheers, everybody!
Today is the day!
Today is Saint Patrick’s Day –
and some of the best ways
that you may wish to choose
to remember and to pay tribute to
the fifth century patron Saint of Ireland
might be to wear something green,
to find yourself a shamrock,
to venture into a town or a city
and enjoy a Saint Patrick’s Day parade,
or to visit an Irish bar
and consume a dark and heavy
pint of Guinness, perhaps?

A shamrock has always been closely associated
with Saint Patrick, and also with luck –
and it is sometimes claimed that
Saint Patrick used the three-leafed shamrock
as a way to teach people about the holy trinity
at the centre of Christianity –
the father, the son, and the holy ghost –
and of course the shamrock has long
been thought of and considered a symbol of
the regenerative power of nature
and it’s indomitable resilience.

There are many legends and traditions
that surround Saint Patrick, his life,
and his importance in Irish history
and culture, that have spread
and are well known all around the world –
and every year people gather together,
they wear green, they maybe drink some Irish ale,
they feast, they sing, they dance,
they embrace the gifts that
the island of Ireland has given us,
and people remember the apostle of Ireland,
Saint Patrick, on the day of his death,
and they pay tribute in their own way
to the great missionary and man of the people,
who may have been born in Roman Britain
but who will always be considered
Ireland’s most famous Irishman.

So, find yourself a shamrock,
wear something green, eat, drink,
be merry, and remember Saint Patrick
today, March the 17th, and have a
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day, everybody!

☘🍀 🇮🇪

My Poem ‘I’m not going anywhere’

You can say what you want,
you can say what you’re not –
but I will always love you no matter what…
you can think what you want,
you can believe what you want –
but I am not going anywhere,
because you are my everything
and the only one that I want…
I know you look in the mirror sometimes
and you don’t like who and what you see –
but I am telling you right here and right now
that you are beautiful in every way
and you are always going to be, baby…
I love you like nobody has ever loved anything or anyone…
you are my life and I love you with all my heart…
to me you are perfect and nobody could ever compare to you…
I want you to know that I will never look
at another woman like I look at you,
because I am more in love with you
than words could ever say and more than anybody could ever know…
when you have doubts, when you worry about things,
please think of me and believe what I say,
and remember these words of mine…
what I love about you more than anything
is your big heart and your pure soul,
and every day I fall in love with you
over and over and over again,
because to me who you are is mesmerizing and amazing –
and no matter where I am or what I am doing
your perfect face shines in my mind,
your love for me makes me happier than I have ever felt in my life,
and your voice sings to me and makes me wish
that I was there with you or you were here with me…
I love you like crazy, baby!
Never forget that you are my world, you are a part of me,
I love you, and I am never going anywhere unless it’s to you.

My Poem “Thirty Seven”

There are days when time goes fast,
there are days when time goes slow…
there are things that I see, hear, and taste
that instantly remind me of the past…
there are moments in every hour of every day
when I dream, when I hold on to hope,
and when I smile to myself
and I know beyond doubt why I am here,
why I do what I do, and what life is all about…
there are faces that I stare at every day
of people who define me and who make me feel
like the luckiest and the happiest
man in the entire world…
there is, and there always will be, within me
an infinite world of hopes and dreams
that will repeatedly coalesce and come together
in the form of a poem that must be written,
and for my part I always want to be a poet
with an open heart who understands
and loves the power and the magic of words…
as I write this I am on the cusp
of turning thirty seven years old,
and like every year around my birthday
I sit down and describe who I am
and what reflection I see when I look at myself
in the mirror of my mind –
and who I see is who I have always been
and who I will always be,
on Earth as well as who I will be
if and when I hopefully rise up to heaven…
there is a brand new summer enlightening
and reinvigorating me as I look down
at this page of my life
and as I look up to the bright blue sky –
and though I know that I could be
a better man than I sometimes am,
I remain eternally and constantly hopeful
and now at the ripe old age of thirty seven.

My Poem “Extraordinary Love”

I can’t get enough of our extraordinary love…
I can’t stop the thoughts that I am always thinking…
I can’t stop my heart that is constantly beating…
I can’t stop dreaming night and day
about the love that I am always feeling…
I can’t stop looking at your breathtaking face
and telling you that you are so beautiful…
no one in my life had given me
all I had ever wanted before I met you, Melissa…
when I first saw you I was instantly changed
in so many ways because I instantly felt
a love like I had never known before…
all I ever want is to make you as happy as you make me
and I would do anything to give you
what I know your heart beats for…
every day I just want to show you
and to tell you how much you mean to me,
and how truly, madly, and deeply in love with you I am
and how much you complete me –
because I believe that I am meant for you
and that you are meant for me…
you and I are always going to be one and the same,
every day blessing one another
like a guardian angel sent from heaven above –
because you and I have got an extraordinary love.

My Poem “My wish and my prayer”

I wish I could be in two places at once…
I wish I could share every moment
with the one who makes me
the happiest I have ever been,
wherever and whenever I want…
I wish I could close my eyes
and open them again
and be back with my love…
I wish I could relive every moment
with my angel again over and over…
I constantly wish,
my beautiful breathtaking bringer
of boundless bliss and happiness,
that I could give you the world –
because you are my only wish
and you are my every prayer.

My Poem “Love the Love”

Love is free…
Love is the greatest gift
that you can give anybody…
Love should always come naturally…
Love is undefinable,
as is the feeling inside you
that someone special brings alive within you
when you think about them
and when you see them…
Love is the embodiment of divine intervention
and it is the most amazing power in the universe…
Love finds you when you need it the most…
Love can be a life saver…
Love can set your soul free…
Love is a bond that can never be severed…
Love is always what you are looking for
and when you find it you know with absolute certainty
that the one you love will always be enough
to make you happy – take it from me.

My Poem “Thankfulness”

Thankfulness… Thoughtfulness… Hopefulness…
At this time of the year
it is everybody’s wish
to usher in a sense of joyfulness
like the feeling of youthfulness
that a happy child
experiences on a daily basis
when they are growing up.
It is good to be thankful…
It is good to think, to help,
and to give back to others…
It is good to marvel at
and share a source of glee
that shines when the clouds above are dull,
and it is good for one and all
to gather together.
So much of life is forgotten…
So much of time is lost…
So much of this world is beautiful…
So many people have
experienced something in their life
that they believe to be a miracle –
and though it can be hard sometimes
to see the good through the bad,
to see optimism through a cloud
of pessimism and scepticism,
each and every one of us
is lucky to have what we have –
because each and every one of us has things
both big and small that make us happy
and for which we are eternally
grateful and thankful for.