Joy, Joy, Joy
Joy, Joy, Joy
J oy-filled cornucopia that
O verflows with goodies that
Y ields from joy (the source) :
pleasure
happiness
enjoyment-so
allow no externals
To lay claim to inner joy!
Almedia Knight and
Claude H.Oliver II
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Let's Just Breathe...
I know that every life cease living.
Surely as we sit remembering our other before,
you and me must know that
one day we must breathe alone
so, stay with me
and let's just breathe…
by
Almedia Knight -Oliver
November 25,2012
In memory of the birthday of Milton L. Knight, my first husband, coupled with the day we were married way back then…
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Marriage Announcement
God has given us one more piece of life, we're taking advantage of life the best we can, and wish everyone would help us ‘prove to men [women] how wrong they are to think that they stop falling in love as they get older, since they actually start getting older as soon as they stop falling in love"
With such love brimming and joy bubbling. It would please us if you partake in the overflow!
Claude and Almedia will wed -in a civil ceromony -November 5,2010.
Everyone, allow us to share our wedding vows, that will be recited during the ceremony:
Wedding Vows
I, Claude, embrace Almedia, to continue to share my life with your life in
good health and poor health, in strength and weakness, in joy and sorrow,
in smallness and greatness and just everyday life: greeting each other each morning and closing our eyes each evening. Let us continue to drink from the well of loving each other till we return to our ethereal place in the
universe
by
Claude H Oliver ii
On This Day I Proclaim My Love:
When love beckoned
I followed him, though his ways took
Me through some tough terrains,
Now, the landscape is so beautiful!
A love that none other can dare
A love that has roots
if shaken will cling to earth
A love when wings unfold
I'll yield forevermore
A love that'll survive sickness
Even remain alive in death.
The sun rises in your eyes and
Sets into the blushing evening.
We wing and ascend into heaven
Dearest Claude!
I've loved you since the first moment we met
Ane i'll alway be your loving wife
And you my loving husband for life
by
Almedia Knight
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Hot Dogs On The Fourth Of July
The BIG BANGS on the fourth of July!
Picnics, fireworks, barbecues, hot dog for everyone!
Cool-dog lay in fresh whole-wheat bun covered with mustard,
ketchup, and onions-thinks it taste better than all others.
Humble- Ilana, one by one, pluck them off 'delicious'
Hot-diddly-dog barked, 'Leave the rest out just cover me
with mayonnaise and sauerkraut! '
Juicy-dog, filled with by products lay in bun with everything on it,
looking like the pigeon dropping that fell on the topping.
Innocence-Kayla said, 'I pass…a hamburger, please! '
Naked-slim-dog stretches out in just a plain toasted bun,
Demure-Kamille sits alone enjoying her bare hot dog
Happy Fourth of July!
By
Almedia Knight- Oliver
July 3,2012
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Love Is Every Where
Love is in the air…it's every where
its the tree swaying in the breeze
In a thousand points of light
shimmering in the heavens
Love is the cow jumping over the moon
Look, look…even the dish running
away with the spoon!
Love is every where…give it a go!
Almedia S. Knight
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The Power Of Love
Early on
The radiance morning sun
infused space exposing
unbound self.
I lay beside him marveling the pink aura
waltzing behind my lids…
could this be some kind of omen or link?
I begin to hold onto his body, squeezing
extra breath on my neck, and delighting
in the croon of his melodic breathing.
Beguiled by his sensual eyes caused
me to feel like the trembling heart
of a captive bird then, I knew love had
captured my quivering heart again!
At this time
pregnant with your love.
appetite increasing, throwing up,
nights devoid of sleep, and
ecstatic tears dropping in heap
bulging with pride
strecthing, contracting, and
giving birth to our love!
At long last
A love I can never forsake,
Because I’m your lady…
Will you be my man for my sake?
When you call, I'll be at your command
Come into my paradise
I’ll love and cherish you
All of my life
my body is frail
our love stronger
I’m ready to commit
To the power of love.
Only as your wife can I hold on-
Now, here’s my hand, here’s my heart…one love!
…. Forever…forever…forever… my soul mate!
Almedia S. Knight, January 2010
(In dedication [to Claude H Oliver and Almedia S. Knight] of a heavenly love that has baffled both for five years)
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A Victim Of Love
Not knowing where it began or ends.
Times filled with tears
Times in your arms
Times I climb walls, even
fell in love with your
truths and lies.
I hurt, No kisses
To lessen pains
Is love a pleasant indulgence, or
A natural unlearned emotion?
Ovid, why you see love an art
When these years we know it’s not.
No teacher of love for women
We are just victims of your art
Romantic to the core thy art.
Seems loneliness and
frustration are our lot
So wounded by cupid’s dart
Drip, drop... my blood
Tear-filled nights I shiver.
Low burns fire in ripe age.Yet
my ladle is filled with love.
Thrist no more my aried mouth.
Me and Love...
stay where you belong
let not loss love
be the price of war
September 20,2009
Almedia S Knight
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Thinking About Us
As we cowardly grow old
As we sit nodding as our books sneak to the floor
As we rock and talk of to sleep
Lovely moments we share and
No scarcity of delight grace our face
Four lights flicker and
fade into the darkness
This poem descends
Into silence of stillness
But verses stay in motion
Almedia S. Knight or (ASK)
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When These Hands
When These Hands-
Reach out to you, yours
remain at your side,
eyes don’t blink
what do you think?
My hands need to roam-
over your face and lips,
chest and back.
Oh how they dislike
not being liked!
When hands can’t wait,
they jitter and twitter.
Can you not see my agony…
Four hands meet and greet then,
in ecstasy they wing to the sky.
Almedia S. Knight (ASK)
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My Universe...
I want:
To stroll in the valley for all it's worth
So to ascend the pinnacle of our love.
I enjoy:
Watching you mow the fuzz and spread white foam
and the scented aftershave on your face.
We delight
As we easy walk in the light of lightening bugs
Afore being disturbed by mating calls of katydids.
Then again lulled by the music of chickadees.
My Dearest!
You're the lyrics of my song that
resonates under the silver moon.
We'll cherish the rolling tides of love
And you the brightest star in heavens
and my rising sun 'til I go down…
By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
September 7,2012
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Goodnight And Goodmorning!
I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW!
We just spoke a while ago.
I can't tread alone.
I'm as bare as
an autum tree
Oh my love
keep me warm.
My love burns
Eternitly!
Good night my love...
Now, rest your weary head on my poetic pillow
Love
Almedia
I wrote this poem after my love returned from a 24-hour trip [November 15-16th]
And his response the following morning: I ‘ll title it "Goodmorning"
I remember that you quoted some beautiful feelings to me last night. Thank you for putting them in writing for me.
You know
I know
We know
Love is what we know
That is all we need to know.
My poet Lover,
Claude
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Now I ask you to Pick Me
Look not at wilted garden were
roses and gardenias once grew-
that infurtle place were fresh
firm fruits once flowed and
unmarked cherries hung untouched.
Now take a look at your golden crop
ripen to pick and happy as a lark
singing and dancing all the sun long;
with all this time we can play.
A wish race through mind...
will you pick me?
Almedia S. Knight ASK
May 3,2008
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Feet
Your feet:
Dirt road walkers
Mud squeezers
Street passers
Bike riders
and Caressers
My feet:
In frailty
accepts time’s cruelty
and age with beauty.
Hardly four feet climb
hills and mountains
Can crawl up legs
Wind calf,
inch round
hard thigh
Feet winds up in bed.
Almedia Knight
(ASK)
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It Has Not Changed
Five years yet
no change
yet another
threw insults
to injure, but
In my poems is love
In my poems I live
In my silence
I make poems
for you my love
In my silence
I feel weak
and weary
for you my love
Almedia Knight
June 11,2009
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Mother...look At Your Nature:
Wrapped in green grass
And other green things,
Beautifully laced in pink
And white blooms,
A canopy of blossoms
For thousand of strollers,
Flowered heads fresh out
Of priestly cradle,
Perennial rite in spring,
Eastertime turns Mother Earth
Into glorious paradise,
Pink and white snowflake
On jackets and hats,
But all delay leaving
to stroll hand-in-hand,
Promenading
On
Floral carpeting,
Besieged
by
Brooklyn Botanic Garden’s
ritual of spring.
Almedia Knight-Oliver
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Whose Truth?
In every question, elicits an answer
In every answer elicits, a question
In what does the truth exist?
October 1,2009
Almedia Knight
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O Love In Your Conquest
O Love in Your Conquest
You captured her spirit-
Now liberate her soul!
Bleeding heart, drenched gown
Your sharp arrow effected
Strange tyrannical power
You lay bare
We kiss, we touch,
and I surrender all!
Almedia
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Wave after Wave
From his water home, miles over miles then
Meeting his dove, cooing and wooing and
Cradling her in his arms, then breaking -up ashore.
The very next day, though different, returning
with silver wave, they
Roll and ripple, rollicking to tomb
But…
Never same one, wave after wave
returns again and again…doesn't hold on,
just gives wind tighter grip on sea;
beauty and motion to the ocean;
kisses the shore
laps the rock
peace to humankind!
By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
October 22,2011
Poetess feeling watery…though life's waves provides
us options: ride the waves as a lovers, or drown in them….
or some things are "in the lap of god"
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Simple Truth Stands Along
… some people
you know all your life; some most of your life;
still others, a short time in your life.
his life was so simple and true that
he would want to be spoken of
without fancy words or poetic
meters and rhymes.
His truth laid out one knife,
a salt shakers...simply put,
Individual bags of
Mac’s salt and pepper, one plastic
knife and fork-couldn't waste time
figuring out what to do with silver in twos-
one napkin-or his sleeve was just fine,
one glass- filled with air… don’t care,
lacking candlelight in the shadows still dust.
Simplicity and truth alone and naked…
Almedia S Knight (ASK)
In memory of an elderly neighbor (lived alone)
recently passed away.
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Gravity of Love
The power of love …oh how over powering!
Lovers joined like butterfly wings
flutter sunshine and rain of tears.
Love infuses inside and outside
so caress, so too duress
Sweet hearts, sours stomachs as well.
Oh sweet love-
Oh great healer-
That fresh spring
Where verses
Stay young
Love is not love
Without its goods
so bear the gravity of love.
Almedia S Knight
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Garden Center
There she sits in the midst of my garden
beneath the roses and poses;
delighting in the daffodils like those on the hill.
The sun opened four eyes-
colorful tulips and her brown eyes
The sun just opened before my eyes.
Oh my, what a chore to reach the core!
Look at her hoeing and weeding,
flinging sweat from her brow;
to behold the beauty within.
Just clear the “stuff”-
hurts and pains;
blames and shames;
cruses and lies;
chameleonic righteous
and their exaggerated colors!
Destroy the lies, then
bury them in a sand hole.
only in her rich garden flowers grow
look at how she takes great pleasure
in tending her garden and share
the fruits of her labor.
Almedia S. Knight or ASK
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