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More poems to come soon

I have been a little busy as of late; but I will be having holiday soon and will have time to get out some more poetry that I have not been able to post. Over time we all have a note pad that we feel up and never get to share this work with others well I will be doing this soon. I have a gob of new material ready to post but have not had the time so please stay posted. I hope every one is having a wonderful Thanksgiving and sharing and loving others. God Bless John M. Pride Jr.

Dancing With Our Love By Pattimari Sheets

This will be the 15th book I have had the honer in been a part of with Pattimari Sheets-Diamond and company it has been such a pleasure to be a part of such a wonderful experience and it just keeps on getting better.My Poems in this book "This Heart Bleeds Forever" & “Let Me go Love”. Pattimari Sheets has a number of great books and has helped many people. Take a look and see for your self

This Heart Bleeds Forever By John McKinley Pride Jr.

My love poems have never been to strong or even well done but I wanted to take a shot at it again when a friend of mine asked for one for her book I gave it a shot and this is what I came up with I hope some one likes it. All my best and thanks to who ever takes the time to read it. “This Heart Bleeds Forever” This love bleeds from me. This heart is forever home to you. For you it is one; Its chambers combined; Veins entwined; wrapped up in you I breathe you in never to exhale. You fill my heart with fire. You take away my fear. You fill me with everlasting life. You renew the youth within me. You are my truth and my faith when I have nothing to say. You pass through me re-rooting my soul with every touch of your hands. I am never whole when you are missing from this puzzled life I live. Stay close to me; be here with me in this moment for every heart beat within me says your name. This heart bleeds forever and bleeds forever you. By John McKinley Pride Jr. 10/31/11

The Lady & Mr. Moon (The Angel & The Moon) By John McKinley Pride Jr.

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This is an Idea that I got from an old Bob Dylan concert poster. I have not done Gouache for very long and this is only my second try at it but I really am enjoying it.

"Desirea" By Pattimari Sheets and Poems By John M. Pride Jr.

This will be the 14th book I have had the honer in been a part of with Pattimari Sheets-Diamond and company it has been such a pleasure to be a part of such a wonderful experience. My Poems in "Desirea" 1. "The Day the Sea Swallowed the Sun", 2. “The Wolf’s Clothing” (How does Pan Ware you?), 3. “Hands Aflame”, 4. “Grey Matter” http://www.lulu.com/product/hardcover/desirea/17148327?showPreview

Hands Aflame (Revised) By John McKinley Pride Jr.

“Hands Aflame” (Revised) With my hands aflame, I push you away. You stand red faced, like a tyrant in shame caught in your acts. Bring your echo loud and clear. I push you away with my hands aflame; they have never burnt the same. You fear me because you know me; your echo stays loud and clear, Repeating your hiding fear that’s there inside of you. There is a fire that burns within my hands, and it consumes the air around me the same today as yesterday. My hands, charcoal black, smoldering and burning, Are a bright red like a black smith’s fire. I light the night with sparks clanging from my very heart that molds the fighter in me. There is no water that can cool this heart. There is no water that can put out this flame. It has become eternity and it has become golden. My hands aflame, I will push you away and you will see a different light in me. By John McKinley Pride Jr 8/8/11

Grey Matter: a poem By John McKinley Pride Jr

“Grey Matter” This evil crosses your mind and twists your spine. Creates a demon in you; Creates a hate in you; Creates a part of you. A part of you lost; A part of you gained; A part of you that you no longer can ignore. No longer able to close your eyes to it. This evil crosses you. Crosses you out; Points you out; Breaths you in and exhales you out. This evil crosses your mind more than one time past the grey matter. Building up neurons of criminal hypocrisy. Unwinds, unwounds, uncoils from around your brain. Sinks deep within you; sinks past your gyrus, and into your sulcus; to react or not react has become your final deepest thought. This evil crosses your mind but you pass on it one more time. By John McKinley Pride Jr 8/18/11