The Poetry of Ronnie Doe The Writing Forum’s Writer of the Month - June 2011   AUTHOR’S BIO: Hello felllow poets. My name is Ronnie Doe and I am from Charlestown, Mass. which is a part of Boston and the second oldest town in America. I am the father of a 19 year old daughter and a 14 year old son. I am a Teamster and my job is to set up and break down the shows that take place at the Boston's Convention and Exhibition Center. I have been writing poetry for about thirty years and am just coming out of the closet with them. Although I have been published in numerous newspapers and magazines, most of my writing's stayed in my filing cabinet which was a cardboard box. I am currently pursuing my dream to write a half bio/half poetry book about the spiritual warfare that came with growing up in my hometown. I am optimistic that it is going to be treasured by past and present Townies, but until it happens I can only pray for its success. Email: Ronniedoe28@hotmail.com   POETRY BY RONNIE DOE Click on the button in front of any title in the list below to be linked to that poem’s location on the page.   I Love You   Riding On the Train   Take the L Out of Gold   Sacred Vow of Friendship   Just for Auld Lang Syne   The Wonderful Poet Ted Glines   My One True Love   You Make My Heart Go Pitter-Patter   The Way to The Truth is The Light   The Lord’s Masterpiece   Gentle is Your Love   Drowning in Your Eyes   Shining Light   Beauty of the Lord   The White Dove   Ain’t I the Lucky One   World’s Most Lovable Girl   The Happiest Day of My Life   The Living Years   What Would Jesus Do   Satan Couldn’t Steal My Thunder   The Son of God   We Are All But Sinners   When You Wake Up Dead   Broken Windows   Frozen Tears   I Love You Unlike a robin in the spring I never made your sweet heart sing Unlike a rose still drenched with dew I never told you I love you Unlike a soft and gentle stream I never took you to a dream Unlike a famous work of art I never painted in my heart Picture perfect mural of you Mona Lisa so beautiful Ala Michelangelo I never said I love you so Unlike the morning sun’s bright smile I never made your life worthwhile Unlike a flower in full bloom I never smelt your sweet perfume Unlike a gentleman for sure I never opened up the door Unlike a man that’s love crazy I never said to my Lady You’re the woman I love for sure Will idolize forevermore Like a latter day Romeo Sweet Juliet, I love you so Unlike a father and husband I’ve never said how great it’s been Unlike a man who loves his wife I’ve never thanked you for this life But like a man with a new start Forever I will say non-stop From the bottom of my broken heart Up until the tippity-top I Love You!!!!   Riding On the Train Riding on the train Fresh from the work place Feeling half insane Part of the rat race After sitting in An old dirty seat Relaxing I take A load off my feet As I look around Much to my surprise All the heads are down I meet no one’s eyes I see commuters Touching their I-Phone Laptop computers They’re in their own zone Along with ear buds Coming from I-pods I can hear some studs Talking to their broads Being old-fashion I can sadly see There’s no compassion In society There is not a man Who would be so sweet To ask a woman If she wants his seat There is no hello Or how do you do? How did your day go? There’s no fat to chew As my mind wanders Back to yesteryear Question I ponder Does anyone care? So impersonal Are people today Unsupportable They’ve nothing to say Hard day of labor I want to unwind Talk to a neighbor Be friendly and kind But it’s not allowed So I must refrain Alone in a crowd I’m riding the train   Take the L Out of Gold You’ve amassed a fortune You count it every day You don’t share a portion Or give a cent away You sit in your mansion You yell at your poor maid Your soul you have ransomed With the greed you’ve displayed You wake in the morning You don’t get on your knees You ignore the warning To put your soul at ease You think you're living well You’re obnoxious and bold You will not take the L Out of your precious gold You’ve got so much money Not a care in the world But you’ve got no honey You’re too good for a girl You’re only concerned with The New York Stock Exchange You believe in the myth Dreams are bought or arranged You are only content When you go to the bank As you worship each cent The good Lord you don’t thank You’re thinking buy or sell You laugh when others fold You will not take the L Out of your precious gold You are on your death bed You’ve got no one around Only thought in your head Is a penny a pound You won’t give a nickel Your life’s not worth a dime You are in a pickle For your now out of time You can see Father Death Because you sold your soul As you take your last breath You can see a black hole You are going to Hell Where the fire’s ice cold If you just took the L Out of your precious gold You would have found God   Sacred Vow of Friendship I, the undersigned Do solemnly declare By your side as a friend I'll be forever there I will be a comrade Companion and a pal I'll be a supporter Of my favorite gal I, the undersigned Do hereby guarantee Never in my lifetime Will you be hurt by me I will not make you cry Unless they're tears of joy I'll give you a friendship You always will enjoy I, the undersigned Do openly declare It is to Lord Jesus I solemnly do swear To be an awesome friend Friend you can rely on To be a strong shoulder You can always cry on I, the undersigned Hereby promise once more If and when you need me I'll be right at your door When I come a knocking I'll be sweet as candy I will always be there For my good friend Sandy I, the undersigned Do promise I'll be there Sitting right by your side When you are in despair I will be there later Just like I am here now Forever your best friend This is my Sacred Vow Signed: Ronnie Doe   Just for Auld Lang Syne Just for Auld Lang Syne I send out this rhyme In honor of Robert Burns With a pen in hand Poet from Scotland Showed us how each year can turn Yesterday’s mistakes A year of bad breaks Don’t have to be repeated It’s a brand new year There’s nothing to fear We have not been defeated Just for Auld Lang Syne I send out this rhyme Right at the stroke of midnight To family and friends The message it sends Everything will be all right Let the truth be told It’s out with the old It is now in with the new It’s a brand new year There’s nothing to fear For the good Lord does love you Just for Auld Lang Syne I send out this rhyme To all poets with a pen We must remember Banded together We can all survive, “Amen”. On our beloved site Each poem we write Can save others from despair Just for Auld Lang Syne I send out this rhyme Please have a Happy New Year   The Wonderful Poet Ted Glines In Loving Memory  Laureate the Heavens did send The Grand Master of Poetry The Writing Forum’s very best friend Patriarch of our family An unselfish and caring man Coordinator so divine Enriching lives like the Lord planned The Heaven sent Poet Ted Glines A teacher of poetic rule Instrumental in many lives Mentor to the poet that strives A blessing to those in his school A teaching style so unique Unequaled and one of a kind Patience to review and critique The Heaven sent Poet Ted Glines Versifier and troubadour With each sonnet, ode and ballad Proved to all he was not grandeur His credentials were quite valid Professor of the written word Magician when it came to rhyme A writer blessed by the good Lord The Heaven sent Poet Ted Glines Laureate the Heavens did send The Grand Master of Poetry The Writing Forum’s very best friend Patriarch of our family Virtuous and a man of love Poetic Gods will now enshrine Now writing in Heaven above The Angelic Poet Ted Glines   My One True Love You are my one true love My all time favorite girl A gift from God above A blessing in my world The answer to my prayers Angelic song to sing Like a breath of fresh air The beauty of the spring You are my life’s center A never ending friend Teacher and a mentor There till the very end A comfort in my life Since the days of my youth When pain cut like a knife You’ve helped me face the truth You are like my conscience From which I cannot hide Upfront and no nonsense Guardian of my pride Telling me it's absurd To live a life of lies Spreading God’s Holy Word Helped open my blind eyes You are my inner soul Archangel of my heart Emotional control You've got down to an art When my heart is breaking Longing to beat no more There is no mistaking You are its only cure You are my Guiding Light A soft and soothing voice Like bright stars in the night You make my heart rejoice When you are in my hand I cannot let you go Forever I'm your man Poetry you must know.... You are my one true love!!!   You Make My Heart Go Pitter-Patter You make my heart go pitter-patter Like a gentle rain inside my chest This is not a trivial matter For inside my heart there's a love test  You make me realize you are unique You're exclusive and one of a kind Your beauty I could never critique  Your gorgeousness is Heaven's design  You make my eyes pop out of my head Whenever I am looking at you Like for a rose in a flowerbed You are blooming and so beautiful  You make me feel like I am a youth A teenager knocking on your door A blushing fool that can't hide the truth From the woman I truly adore You make my blood rise out of control With your heartfelt and tender embrace You light a fire deep in my soul With your soft kisses upon my face You make me think on a pedestal Love is served on a silver platter Like the spring and a gentle rainfall You make my heart go pitter-patter   The Way to The Truth is The Light Into the tunnel of darkness I accidently slipped and fell Reality was the harshness Of eternity spent in Hell With dark clouds and overcast skies No full moon or stars shining bright Honestly thought my blinded eyes Had no chance of seeing The Light Trapped in the tunnel of darkness I could feel my impending doom Reality was the harshness Of forever living in gloom With nothing to grab a hold of Bewildered and so full of fright As my blind eyes looked up above I saw not a glimpse of The Light Lost in the tunnel of darkness I aimlessly wandered around Reality was the harshness Of my scraped knees on the cold ground With nothing but the thought of prayer Started praying with all my might “Please Lord Jesus, if you are there Allow my eyes to see The Light.” Still in the tunnel of darkness I now had a flicker of hope Reality was His Greatness Would allow this sinner to cope With my spirit coming alive My blackened soul now burning bright Felt in my heart I would survive If my eyes envisioned The Light Freed from the tunnel of darkness I am humbled it was God's Will Reality....His Graciousness Was a bona fide miracle Yellow moon just started to shine A million stars lit up the night As Jesus showed these eyes of mine The Way to The Truth is The Light   The Lord’s Masterpiece We can praise the Lord with a melody Spread the Holy Word through our poetry Write across the sky with a fountain pen “Son of the Most High, you are our best friend Touch on the Scriptures and each miracle Paint pretty pictures and be lyrical Fly with the White Dove and feel Heaven’s peace Hope Paradise loves The Lord’s Masterpiece We can paint classic murals on each heart Show the Lord’s magic through poetic art Color darkened souls to show they’re not lost Display the sorrow of Christ on the Cross Our poems are blessed with God given thought Paintings are priceless and cannot be bought In order to pray and have inner peace We must give away The Lord’s Masterpiece Fruits of our labor have no cash reward Must love thy neighbor and praise the good Lord As His Disciples the picture we paint Others can’t stifle but may try to taint If it’s rejected by souls void of love It’s then inspected by Jesus above If He is enthralled and feels inner peace The painting is called The Lord’s Masterpiece   Gentle is Your Love   Wild is the wind that blows On a cold winter's night Heavy the snow that shows Wonderland made of white Threatening are the clouds Up in the sky above But warm are your kisses And gentle is your love  Violent is the rain Falling down from the sky Just drenching everyone Who happens to walk by Ferocious is the storm Falling from clouds above But sweet are your kisses And gentle is your love  Scary the hurricane  We get one summer day Just blowing people's minds And their dreams far away Frightful are tornadoes When they twirl from above But warm are your kisses And gentle is your love  (So I am not afraid)   Drowning in Your Eyes Elegant and graceful Distinguished and refined Ladylike and tasteful A woman so divine Shy and sentimental Courageous, strong and bold  Manner soft and gentle You're worth your weight in gold Charming and delightful Stunning and beautiful Splendid and insightful Lovely and dutiful God's truth and honesty Never no alibis Reason why you can see I'm drowning in your eyes  Authentic, true and real Excellent, great and fine Fervor, zesty and zeal Religious and divine Suitable and proper Unique, righteous and pure Bona fide eye stopper Gorgeous and so much more  A thousand stars above A ray of bright sunshine  Epitome of love Beauty by God's design The sweetest melody A thousand lullabies Reason why you can see I'm drowning in your eyes   Shining Light Shining light, wondrous sight My beating heart can’t stop When my eyes see you rise Above the mountaintop Blooming morn, break of dawn Breathtaking is the view Golden rays, God be praised For the beauty of you Rising sun, day’s begun Allow the dark to part Bless my soul, set aglow A fire in my heart Burning star, from afar Reveal to me God’s grace Gentle streams, warm sunbeams Radiate on my face Setting sun, wondrous one Heavenly ball of fire Filled with charm, soothing calm I’m star struck with desire Giving praise, eyes ablaze A view I’ll not forget Beauty of the Lord’s love Is found in His sunset Burning heart, divine art Peace and serenity Yellow moon sings a tune God’s lullaby to me Drifting off, music soft Shining light I’m yawning Sins confessed, soul be blessed See you in the morning   Beauty of the Lord I wake in the morn Get down on my knees As my prayers go on My soul feels at ease Knowing I am bound To help spread the word I will show the town Beauty of the Lord With the Lord I’ll paint Mural on each heart Picture perfect saint Will display my art Inside every soul I’ll add a high gloss Then paint a rainbow Of Christ on the Cross As the Lord’s artist Being Christian taught Paintings I harvest They cannot be bought Each and every day To have inner peace I must give away The Lord’s Masterpiece Like any neighbor I paint for the Lord Fruits of my labor Have no cash reward As a disciple Picture that I paint Others can’t stifle But may try to taint If it’s rejected By souls void of love It’s then inspected By the Lord above If the work of art Helped to spread the word Mural in my heart Beauty of the Lord   The White Dove Long time ago with hearts aglow Couple I know were given The gift of love by the White Dove Jesus above in Heaven Hearts set abuzz simply because Master plan was in motion As they slow danced, kissed and romanced White Dove enhanced the notion On bended knee, man said shyly “Girl marry me, I love you.” Big, diamond ring, beauty of spring The song she sings is “I do”. Wedding granted, love’s enchanted Seed is planted in marriage As flowers bloom, true love does loom I go from womb to carriage Properly raised, I am amazed God’s name is praised in glory From Jesus boy until the Croix Love and enjoy the story As a grown man I understand The master plan of sweet love Beauty galore, forevermore Angel wings soar with White Dove   Ain't I the Lucky One Prettier than a rainbow Soothing as a gentle stream Enchanting like the moon glow Heavenly and star light dream Warmer than April showers Walking in puddles is fun Blossoming like May flowers  Oh, ain't I the lucky one?  Walking along the seashore You're the sand beneath our feet Ocean with a mighty roar, A wet kiss so soft and sweet Like a diamond rare and old You're as precious as they come You are worth your weight in gold  Oh, ain't I the lucky one?  Sinatra and "Summer Winds" An "encore" followed by cheers Like a thousand violins Song is music to my ears You’re "My Beautiful Balloon" The Beatle's "Here Comes the Sun" You can "Fly Me To the Moon" Oh, ain't I the lucky one? Like poetry in motion You’re well versed and you are rhyme An ode filled with emotion A sonnet well worth the time You are the girl I write for When the final verse is done My lover and paramour Oh, ain't I the lucky one?   World's Most Lovable Girl Atmosphere was divine Conversation valid Lobster tails tasted fine Song was a love ballad.  Candlelight added spark  Wine made the spark go on  Dinner has left its mark  For love still lingers on Restaurant has no guests There's only you and me Love Gods say it is best If we drive to the sea  Hands hold each other tight  Enchanting is the world  I call you with delight World's most lovable girl  Ocean waves coming in Sand softer than can be Gentle is the North wind Daring is the blue sea  Bright stars spell out your name  Full moon spells out romance  Flirtatious is our game  Engaging is our dance Arms wrapped around you tight  Sweet smelling your perfume  Charm rules the entire night  Love sweet and in full bloom Kisses are soft and wet Hugs best in the whole world Lucky the day I met  World's most lovable girl   The Happiest Day of My Life  The happiest day of my life Was when I first laid eyes on you For you were like a gift from God An Angel sweet and beautiful.  Deep inside my tender heart Actually felt your halo shine  I quickly knelt and prayed to God And I asked Him to make you mine The happiest day of my life Was the day when I first kissed you  For I had never felt a kiss So tender, soft and beautiful  But when I felt your gentle lips I could have sworn I owned the world  Right then and there I knew for sure You would forever be my girl   The happiest day of my life I guess it has to be right now For here I stand in front of God Ready to make a Solemn Vow.  A vow to have you as my wife And to love you with all me heart  To honor you and cherish you And say, "Until death do we part." The happiest day of my life Has to be on some future day About fifty years down the road Upon the death bed that I lay For when God calls me on that day If I still have you as my wife  I'll die on the happiest day The happiest day of my life   The Living Years Last night I heard a song Was called "The Living Years" As I was listening My eyes filled up with tears  For the song was about A young and burly lad Who never took the time To tell his dear old dad Just how much he loved him How much his love had meant How much he was obliged For all the time he spent Taking him to ball games Teaching him right from wrong Giving him the courage To stand up and be strong When the song was finished I thought about how much I have never thanked you Ma For your sweet, gentle touch For the special moments, Which filled my heart with joy. Or for the times you said, "I'm proud you are my boy." Or for the many times, You saved me from despair. Or for the memories, We will forever share. I've never thanked you, For being there for me. For raising your boy up, With pride and dignity. Now that I am older, I think the time has come. To just say, “I love you“, Thank you for all you've done. And, Ma, I know by now, Your eyes are filled with tears. But I had to say this, While in The Living Years. ~Poem based on song from Mike and the Mechanics   What Would Jesus Do You’re driving down the highway You are in the twilight zone After working hard all day You can’t wait till you get home Wife knows you’ll be there soon Kids can’t wait to see your face Whistling a happy tune Heart is feeling the Lord’s grace Yonder up the road a piece Your eyes can see from afar Other drivers speeds increase To pass a broken down car You notice with her mother A girl around five or six You notice like the others There’s a problem she can’t fix Although you would like to pass The Christian inside of you Has a question he must ask Tell me, what would Jesus do? Noticing they’re all alone You pull over right away Giving Mom your telephone “Call the cops and Triple A.” Though you’re in your best suit And not in layman’s attire You consider the point moot And proceed to change her tire Grease and dirt are on your hands Concrete is hurting your knees Knowing you’re a Godly man Helps to put your pain at ease Up until the cops arrive You stay by this family’s side Just as you’re about to drive Lady’s smile brings you pride Saying, “Sir for your good deed I don’t know how to thank you You tell her “there is no need I did what Jesus would do.”   Satan Couldn’t Steal My Thunder I was riding cloud number nine Basking in the warmth of sunlight Skies were Heavenly and Divine Paradise was an awesome sight I was relaxing on the moon Dancing with a Heavenly star Angels were singing a sweet tune Voices traveling near and far I was floating on God’s thin air Enjoying the sweet melody Heavenly music in my ear Was sung in perfect harmony I was shocked and in total awe Living in this world of wonder Only thing I was praying for Satan wouldn’t steal my thunder I was riding an all time high My heart was burning with God’s love Enchanting was the Lord’s blue sky Glorious was Heaven above I was perched upon a rainbow Enjoying a picturesque view The moon and stars were all aglow Mountaintops were so beautiful I was watching a work of art A sculpture of God’s masterpiece With serenity in my heart My sinful soul was now at peace I was living in Paradise In an awesome world of wonder Because of the Lord’s sacrifice Satan couldn’t steal my thunder   The Son of God Jesus Christ is the Son of God The road He traveled was rough For people scourged and mocked Him And as if this wasn't enough They placed a reed inside His Hand Spat upon His Holy Face They made Him carry His own Cross To The Crucifixion Place On His head they placed a crown of thorns Joked, "Hail to the King of the Jews." And as they gambled for His clothes They listened not to His Good News  For you see their hearts were hardened Sinful souls were empty and bare That's why they nailed Him to the Cross  As Mother Mary stood right there  But though these people tortured Him And caused Him great suffering too He said, "Father, please forgive them Because they know not what they do." As Jesus hung upon the Cross God only knows how much He hurt But never once did He complain He just simply said, "I thirst." He then cried out, "My God, My God Why have you forsaken me?" Knowing soon he would breathe His last Give up His Spirit willingly His purpose was to conquer death For the sinners and ill fated And when His mission was complete He said, "It is consummated."  As Jesus died the whole earth shook Bodies of Holy Saints were raised When the sanctuary broke in two The sinful people were amazed  The Centurion filled with fear For he knew Jesus was no fraud His voice was trembling as he said "He truly was the Son of God."   We Are All But Sinners Life is like a criminal Its whereabouts are unknown It can surface in a prison Or invade you in your home And love is an attachment But it's just a broken part Where all our false emotions Come straight from a lying heart For we're preachers in the day But adulterers at night We're blood sucking lip servers Just a bunch of parasites  We're nothing but impostors Masqueraders of the soul Now can we stop this pretense And let the Lord's truth be told?  For we are all but sinners  We're hypocrites just the same And like a human finger We all point to place the blame  We're quick to judge our brother We chastise our fellow man And in our human weakness We all fail to understand  That this life is just a cage It's a crib in which we cry It is just an empty stage Where we live before we die But death it is so final It's the point of no return Now are we bound for Heaven? Or will our souls have to burn?  For we are all but sinners Who pretend we're doing well  But without a moments notice We could be burning in Hell   When You Wake Up Dead You're living your life So haphazardly Pain, anguish and strife Complete misery Your self-loathing act Is sure getting old Can't face the hard facts Out there in the cold You're living each day Head stuck in the sand With skies dark and gray Bloodstains on your hand You're wasting your time On booze, drugs and broads Down to your last dime You're hanging with frauds You're living your life Engaging in sin A gun and a knife Ensures you will win You're walking the streets As blind as can be You know not you'll meet A sad destiny  You're living each night Head stuck in the clouds To Satan's delight You're making him proud  You can't understand He's ruined your soul He's tricking you man You're out of control  You're living in sin You're living a lie But just like all men You're going to die  You're going to frown See you've been misled For you're going down When you wake up dead   Broken Windows A broken window, a hole in the wall A loss of control, a slip and a fall A violent rage, a harsh word spoken A girl in a cage, tender heart broken Restraining Order, reasonable doubt Broken recorder, a man that's let out A real threat to kill, a whack in the head Climb thru a window, a girl is found dead  A man being booked, a loss of a soul A "no need to look" for broken windows Please look at the windows All the broken windows And look at the holes in the wall Please look at the bruises On the girl he abuses For Heaven’s sake hear her call A family's cry, a torturing pain A reason for why, an "I can't explain." A sick husband's grudge, a girl's ignored plea, A District Court Judge, "mistake he was free." A hidden rap sheet, Public Defender A tough case to beat, Repeat Offender Restraining Order doesn't do much good Man can just wander through her neighborhood. A loss of a soul, this is insane Can't fix a window till you have the PAIN So look at the windows All the broken windows Look at all the holes in the wall Just look at the bruises On the girl he abuses For Heaven’s sake hear her call   Frozen Tears There's a child in the night  Holding his mommy’s hand  Wild eyes are filled with fright As they walk this frozen land  Hoping to find a place To sleep which has some heat The look upon their face Suggests they didn't eat There's a child who must roam Watch mommy bum a buck Cardboard box is his home Of all the rotten luck Come the morning sun light It's frozen tears he'll cry For in the passing night Boy’s mommy had to die There's a child in the dark Cold wind upon his face  He's walking through the park He's looking for some place  Some place in the city Where he can find a home Crying shame and pity He's out there all alone There's a child in the lot He's asking what he's done We tell him there is not A house for everyone But come the morning light It's frozen tears we'll cry For in the passing night Poor child had to die