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    My Kinda Poetry 2
    My Kinda Poetry 2
    My Kinda Poetry 2
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    My Kinda Poetry 2

    By Marvin Perkins

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    Again I have found poetic gems on the sands of my life, strewn on the beach, brought in by the tide.
    They seem to find me as if by magic. More poems of love, joy, fact, fiction, and inspiration.
    Stories of romance and tragedy, war and peace, and father and motherhood.
    All born from my overactive imagination, each one my child, a piece of my heart and soul.
    They are "My Kinda Poetry," and again I hope they are yours as well.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMarvin Perkins
    Release dateFeb 22, 2015
    ISBN9781311203496
    My Kinda Poetry 2
    Author

    Marvin Perkins

    I am retired from the U.S. Navy since 2003, currently work as a merchant seaman. I write in all types of media,from songs, to poetry, novels as well as short stories.

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      Book preview

      My Kinda Poetry 2 - Marvin Perkins

      My Kinda Poetry 2

      A Smashwords Edition

      Published by Smashwords

      Copyright 2015 by Marvin K. Perkins

      My Kinda Poetry

      My kinda poetry has a cutting edge,

      an intrinsic beauty and unmistakable

      style that sticks to the brain like glue.

      So unique are the words that rest in the mind,

      you can't forget them even if you try.

      Sometimes raw and unpolished,

      floating from pen to paper,

      sweet as honey and smooth as silk.

      My kinda poetry is a timeless thing,

      that tells the stories of you and me.

      Jagged as ice, bright like a diamond,

      shinning like a lighthouse in the sea.

      They are poetic gems found like

      pebbles on the sands of my life.

      They speak of love, joy, fact, fiction,

      depression and inspiration.

      Stories of romance and tragedy,

      war and peace and father and motherhood.

      They are a slice of me for the

      world to see, for now and forever.

      White Dove

      White dove spread your wings and

      fly, send your message of peace

      throughout our troubled world.

      Hope go with you in your sojourn,

      love and brotherhood sustain you

      in your long and perilous journey.

      Soar high above in winged flight,

      may God go with you in your quest

      to find some sanity, somewhere.

      I just pray it is not too late.

      A Child Again

      Hard to believe I was ever so small,

      I thought of a young child I watched

      Joyfully at play.

      I was ever so trusting, so happy

      And alive, so carefree, so unencumbered by the cares of

      The grown-up world.

      I marveled at his youthful exuberance

      Almost with envy and jealousy in my

      Heart that I was I longer so.

      I thought about my joints that ached

      and my movements that were slow,

      My hair so white like gray peppered snow.

      But then I thought about all the good

      Times in my life, my children and my

      Wife, and I smiled.

      And I hoped and wished that child

      Would have as good a life as mine

      Has been.

      I didn't think anymore that day or

      For a long while about being a child again.

      The Flower

      I saw a flower in a field

      of weeds and marveled

      at its beauty and simplicity.

      It blew slightly in the breeze,

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