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Creation Dreams
Book of poems by Peter Klein Pete Klein presents his first book of poetry, a book of thoughts, feelings, and opinions in free verse form, touching on religion, faith, morals, and politics. The book is an invitation to think and consider possibilities.
Thursday, December 15, 2022
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Monday, June 27, 2022
Your Silent Scream
Your
Silent Scream
You
smile so nice,
But
I see the scream in your eyes,
That
silent scream of lies,
Did
you tell your ma?
Did
you tell your pa?
Did
you tell your bro, your sis?
How
about your significant other?
Or
your spouse,
Do
you worry,
Do
you think they see?
That
silent scream in your eyes,
The
truth you don’t want anyone to see,
The
truth not even you want to see,
And
you can’t close your eyes,
Because
then you see,
What
you don’t want anyone to see,
You
don’t want anyone to see you,
With
your legs spread wide,
Allowing
a stranger to enter,
With
scalpel and forceps,
Digging
away, starting to destroy,
The
life you were caring,
The
life you had no intention of sharing,
Now
gone, now dead and gone,
And
now you ain’t so sure,
The
one you got rid of,
Might
have been, could have been,
The
one, maybe the only one,
Who
would have loved you completely,
Who
would have done anything for you,
Who
would have looked into your eyes,
To
see all the love in you.
Saturday, May 21, 2022
I am not junk
I
Am Not Junk
I
am not junk,
You
are not junk,
No
one is junk,
We
are gloriously made,
In
the wombs of our mothers,
We
have glorious eyes,
To
see the beauty around us,
We
have glorious ears,
To
hear music and the voices,
Of
those who love us,
We
have glorious noses,
To
smell the flowers,
We
have glorious bodies,
With
glorious sexual organs,
To
love and make more of us,
Our
sexual organs are not junk,
They
are beautiful to the beloved,
We
have glorious arms to hold,
Our
loved ones close.
We
have glorious hands,
To
work with to do good,
We
have glorious legs and feet,
To
get us where we need to go,
We
have glorious brains to dream,
To
dream of doing good or evil,
To
do good or evil,
To
do what is right or wrong,
To
turn us and the world into junk,
Or
turn us and the world into something glorious.
Wednesday, May 18, 2022
A Lighted Cigarette Begins To Burn
A
Lighted Cigarette Begins To Burn
A
lighted cigarette begins to burn,
In
the quiet darkness of my room,
While
somewhere a baby is born,
And
somewhere a baby is aborted,
Someone
makes love with someone,
Someone
makes love with themself,
Someone
kills someone,
With
a knife, with a gun, with hands,
Does
it matter how one kills or is killed,
Someone
joins the army,
Someone
who joined the army comes home,
Some
come home in caskets,
Some
come home in wheelchairs,
Some
never come home,
Does
it matter,
What
does it matter,
A
woman cries, a man cries, a child cries,
A
woman laughs, a man laughs, a child laughs,
Does
any of this matter,
Do
I matter,
Do
you matter,
What
does matter is words stashed and smashed between,
When
a lighted cigarette began to burn and when,
A
lighted cigarette is extinguished with useless thought.
Many
years ago in high school for the school’s literary magazine, I published in it
a poem I titled “A Lighted Cigarette Begins To Burn.”
Over
time the magazine and my poem were lost, as was my yearbook.
What
I wrote above was just a fond remembrance of an early effort.
By
Peter Klein, author of his recently published poetry book: “Creation Dream.” If
I publish another, maybe this will be part of it.
Thanks
for tanking the time to read this.
Tuesday, March 15, 2022
Friday, March 4, 2022
Creation Dreams by Pete Klein
Creation Dreams by Pete Klein
Creation Dreams is a book of the thoughts, feelings, opinions of the author presented in the form of free verse poetry.
It is an invitation to think, ponder, look at what you might consider settled in a new light.
Dreams as has been said, are the stuff men and women are made of.
Click on the link to purchase from Amazon.
Saturday, February 12, 2022
Dreams Past, Present, and Future
Dreams Past, Present, and Future
Dreams, dreams, dreams, nightdreams, daydreams,
Dreams of the past, present, and future,
Merged into one dream, a beautiful dream of life, love, death,
I dream of the America I once loved without reservations,
I believed in the American Dream,
The shiny city on the hill, not Capitol Hill,
The city of persons on the hills, mountains, valleys, plains,
The city of the people made up of persons,
Individuals who think and act responsibly,
Individuals free from government oppression,
I dreamed of those who came before me,
I dreamed of the Native Americans and all who came here,
From Europe, Africa, Asia, the Middle East,
All who came to escape war and oppression,
All who died in their fight for freedom,
I dream of the present built on past dreams,
I dream of the farms and factories that made this country possible,
I have nightmares of how we sell it and give it away for profit,
In God we stopped trusting and demand all pay in cash or life,
The dreams of Walt and Woody trashed by Congress,
Sold by Wall Street,
Dreams maintained by sex, drugs, alcohol, virtual reality,
All dreams going, going, gone into the future,
But what future?
A future of hope or despair?
Is there time to save America or will it go the way of Rome,
Eating itself alive in its lust for world domination,
Dominating its people, destroying them with law and more law,
Cold law, vicious law, obey, obey, obey,
Submit for the greater good,
I hope, dream of a new beginning,
Dreams can come true if you learn to believe,
What say you?
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Your Silent Scream You smile so nice, But I see the scream in your eyes, That silent scream of lies, Did you tell your ma? D...
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Creation Dreams by Pete Klein Creation Dreams is a book of the thoughts, feelings, opinions of the author presented in the form of free ver...