Heart of the Web: Poetry by Andy Webb

Heart of the Web: Poetry by Andy Webb

by Andy Webb

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To explore the feeling of love and romance ,the simple everyday things aound us, to see life as the almighty meant for each of to experience. The sunshine, clouds, and morning rain, more then to see them, but to taste with the intersoul. To hold the hand or to look into the eyes of someone you love; is the true essence of my book. My poems are not meant to just read, but to expereince and perhaps one my view life differently.

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ISBN-13: 9781463421533
Publisher: AuthorHouse
Publication date: 12/09/2011
Pages: 132
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.31(d)

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Heart of the Web

Poetry by Andy Webb
By Andy Webb

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Copyright © 2011 Andy Webb
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-4634-2153-3


Chapter One

        A Christmas Wish

    What does an old man ask Santa for?
    As time pass and dreams fail,
    The wind blows strange and different changes.

    What does an old man ask Santa for?
    After broken loves and abandoned hope,
    Lusting for lost youth and failing eye sight.

    What does an old man ask Santa for?
    World peace, an hour without pain or drugs
    Someone to care for and depend on;
    To die holding the hand of his love

    What does an old man ask Santa for?
    Certainly not an old woman.....

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        A Heavenly Dream

    I had a dream of heaven last night,
    What I saw was oh so real
    It was more like a vision
    But time just seemed to stand still

    There were people everywhere
    Of every race and creed,
    Everyone I talked to
    Was concerned about my needs

    I was approached by this person,
    The mere sight of him made me smiled
    There was brightness about his face
    That shone from miles and miles away

    He came towards me;
    Somehow he seemed to glow,
    The things he said to me
    Were things only He could know

    With arms opened wide he said,
    Welcome home my son;
    Let me tell you how wonderful you are
    And a great job you've done

    Through all the hateful things,
    The evil ones threw your way,
    You suffered, you cried, you fought a good fight
    And you called your Father's name each day

    All at once the angels began to sing
    With voices so soft and sweet
    There were millions and millions of voices,
    Each note they sang to me.

    There were colors all around me;
    Colors I had never seen before
    There were no ceilings, there were no walls
    And there were no golden floor

    He took me on a tour;
    There were wonders to be seen
    He explained to me why the earth was round
    And why he made the meadows green

    We walked among the stars;
    I saw universes and galaxies untold
    He said; there was more to see,
    For I would never, ever grow old

    This dream will stay with me
    Throughout my awakening days
    Each night I lay to sleep,
    Let my dream come once more I pray

    Somehow my spirit knew
    That my dream was really true,
    It was very clear that if I wanted to live my dream,
    There will be more praying I will have to do

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)

An Old Man

Thank you sir; I turned around to see was she talking to me? Yes, everyone could see, she was talking to me, for you see, that's what you say to an old man.

I look at these lines in my face, the grey hair across my lips the gray hair line, the once dark hair is now gray but yet, still maintains a more black in this salt and pepper look. I looked at my skin, the light coffee colored, the smooth masculine look is blotted with dark spots and the smile lines are there too.

And when did I get to be an old man? I dreamt of many things and hoped for a long life; but I didn't think that meant getting old I think about when I was a soldier, man let me tell you; I can just see myself; straight, tall and full of self confidence; ready to take on the world, run to a fight, it did matter who, an order was given, you do what you have to. That was twenty eight years ago; wow, don't seem like it.

The woman from Europe to Asia and all of the good ole USA; there was something about me; you can laugh, I was quite the handsome guy; at least that's what the women kept telling me. And, I believed it; it was a powerful combination; let see, what was I talking about? Oh yes, women.

Then I met my wife! Now I remember how I got to be an old man; just kidding. I remember settling down, and falling so deeply in love, we became one another life; it was so easy with her; even the bad times, that's my girl; I wonder if she see me as an old man? She calls me Papa in from of the grandkids.

I thank God there are grandkids for old men like me; I pray for them, I love them, my dreams are tied to them. Yes, I am an old man, a grandfather, wow; it doesn't sound so bad after all.

Andy L. Webb (Ebonylite)

        And We Shall Pay

    The San Andres fault runs through the guts of California
    For more than six hundred miles they say
    Large earth quake and small trimmers
    Still haunts the entire area today

    One night as I lay sleeping,
    A vision came into my mind,
    There were glimpses of horrible death and destruction
    That wasn't far off in time

    In my mind I saw a split in the earth
    As far as one could see
    The depths went on and on
    As it lingered far out at sea

    Seismographs and other machines,
    Their big ears and sensitive hands
    Couldn't detect a single movement
    At sea or on dry land

    So, everyone went on doing their ordinary thing
    The big movie moguls was making money
    While the actors were searching
    For more glamour and fame

    Meanwhile out at sea
    The waves began to build
    Higher and higher they rose with fury
    Nothing in its path could live

    People way out on luxury liners
    Sunning on their decks
    Didn't have time to gather their love ones,
    Or even try to escape the wrack

    In the pacific from the state of Washington
    To the Gulf of Mexico
    All along the Miami coast
    The water began to flow

    Now the message had been warned
    Death is on its way,
    Move farther inland
    As; where you stand,
    You cannot stay

    The big wigs ignored the warnings
    They were far up in the hills
    Fifty million dollars this house cost me
    Made of the best marble and steel

    Everything you can see is mine;
    We even had the best of view
    Of the big "Hollywood" blinking sign

    One hundred feet, two hundred feet,
    Three hundred feet and more
    Moving at five hundred miles an hour;
    Headed for the California shore

    At the twinkling of an eye,
    San Francisco was no more
    Even inland as far as Denver goes, there was no place to hide
    Just outside the city limits, the waves began to die

    Why did I dream of California?
    Not New York or New Orleans
    I can't explain the reason
    Why California was in my dream

    Our cities are filled with sin and crime,
    People who live to play
    But what some does in the name of evil
    One day we all must pay

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        Another Word for Love

    The most precious word in the English language is love.
    My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ lived it,
    Taught it, embraced it, and died for it
    He and He alone gave us the perfect example,
    Love in its purest form, because He, love us so dearly.

    Those of us, Christens,
    Whose blessings include the knowledge?
    Of this wonderful, life changing and spirit lifting gift
    Will we; during all of our earthly life; search for it

    Desperately my search
    For that love He promised me,
    Was it fake; He said wait,
    My faith was weak, what a mistake.
    Then I saw you and without a doubt
    The closest thing of my knowledge of love was standing there
    before me
    That day He gave me another name for love
    That name will forever be for me, Vanessa.

    For she truly change my life,
    To look into her shiny bright eyes
    Is to know that I am only a few feet from my joy that stabilizes
    A soothing gentle spirit that God Himself gave me

    My friend now you see,
    There can be no gloom for me,
    And those clouds that roll in at unexpected times have no effect
    on me.
    My heavenly Father who guides me from above;
    He alone, gave to me in the form of Vanessa;
    Another word for love

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        Big Brother

    I don't want to be a big brother
    And have to share my toys.
    Why do I have to sleep in a room?
    With a baby that makes the crying noise?

    Where is the baby going to ride?
    We only have one baby car seat.
    I'm not sharing my McNugget meal,
    So what's going to eat?

    My game boy is only made for one;
    It's not made to share with two.
    It's a long time before Santa brings more toys,
    So what is this baby going to do?

    Mommy and Daddy said
    The baby is a gift from God;
    And that I shouldn't pout.
    I will keep my eyes on him a few more years,
    And see how this all turns out.

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        Choices

    I had a choice in my early life,
    To take a lifelong stand,
    Decisions I've made were so profound
    They formed my bases for becoming a man.

    I choose to bring my wife from America
    To a foreign land across the sea,
    All the time I knew
    She carried a child that wasn't for me.

    Five months I waited,
    I waited all alone;
    Finally my bride of six months
    Was coming home

    My choice was to keep her
    After all she was my wife
    I had promised God to love and protect her,
    All of her natural life

    All at once it hit me,
    What in heaven's name; have I done?
    I don't have the kind of love in me
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    To raise another man's son

    For seven months my mind was lost,
    My talk was to God and not another man,
    To tell my military friends in arms,
    Would make me seem less than a man

    Maybe you can't remember
    The exact date, year or time,
    Or maybe you have never
    Had a crisis to haunt your mind

    Something so important
    No matter what you do;
    Good or bad the choices you make
    Will always live with you

    I stood there looking at the child
    I cried Lord; what should I do?
    I knew within my heart the only just answer
    Could only come from you!

    The spirit of God descended upon me
    I lost my time in space
    Before one could blank an eye
    My heart was changed
    And a humble man stood in my place.

    That child is now a man
    Standing on his own,
    At the time I made my decision,
    His future wasn't known

    At this time in my life
    I don't lose sleep at night, you see
    I let the Holy Spirit decide for me,
    And He is always right

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        Clouds
        To Sabrina Baggs

    God sends clouds on bright and sunny days
    Clouds block out the sun
    And darken that once lovely day
    Life is no different little one

    Dark clouds come into our lives
    No matter what directions we turn
    The important thing for you my love
    Is to realize there is a lesson to be learned.

    You are in love,
    Nothing is the same
    There is a magic in the air
    Every time you hear his name

    Your heart beats fast;
    You can hardly catch your breath
    The thought of being without him
    Scares you to death

    First love is a gift from heaven
    It's a beautiful and blessed thing
    You misjudged it for what it is;
    Now there's a baby in the game.

    Everything changes about you
    And the things you will do
    While you are making these changes
    Remember your body is changing too.

    Forget about your sexy figure
    It will no longer give you attention
    Intercourse in a few months is one thing
    No one should ever mention.

    You are a lovely child and we all love you
    My dear child, you are new to this game of life
    There is so much you need to know
    That's why we can give you such strong advice

    For those of us that love you
    Have been where you are once or twice,
    We are shouting from the roof tops
    Please hear and heed this advice
    You just can't do your hair and nails,
    And out in the street you stay
    All hours of the frightful night
    And think you can have things your way

    There are people, adults in your life
    That did not do what they should done
    Please don't let the mistakes they made,
    Destroy the beauty and love in you, little one

    Please pay attention to what this poem is trying to say;
    No matter how dark the clouds appear in our lives,
    With love, sound judgments and God's help;
    They are never here to stay

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        Death

    I had a talk with death
    Just the other day
    It's something we all should do
    It's just my way of facing life's awful truth

    I said, look death;
    Before you come knocking on my door
    There are some things I have to do
    Don't take your job personal
    I am not mad at you

    Now if you think you're going to take me
    Without a scrap or fight
    That's why we need to talk
    So that we can get things right

    I'm going out kicking and screaming
    As long as I survive
    And you better bring all you have
    Because you won't take me alive

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)


        "Good Morning"

    I awake in the morning,
    Wash my face and shave if I need to
    I love me, I say

    I comb my hair,
    Making sure every hair is in place
    Hmmm; I love me, I say

    I look at the mirror's reflection;
    The flaws, the lines and molds,
    All stare back at me
    God, love me, I say

    I dress carefully
    As I impress my reinforced impressions
    Of the image I saw in the mirror.
    Wow, I love me I say

    I make my way downstairs.
    You say, Good morning, I love you
    It confirms, my life is great and I reply,
    "I love you too"

    Andy L. Webb
    (Ebonylite)

(Continues...)



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Table of Contents

Contents

A Christmas Wish....................1
A Heavenly Dream....................2
An Old Man....................5
And We Shall Pay....................7
Another Word for Love....................10
Big Brother....................12
Choices....................14
Clouds....................17
Death....................20
"Good Morning"....................22
Growing Old....................24
Hands....................26
Harvest....................28
I Am....................29
"I Am an American"....................31
I Have Always Loved You....................32
I Said It....................34
I Sleep In the Arms of a Woman....................35
I'm Still Here....................37
Keon....................39
Keon and the Magic Nickel....................41
Linda....................43
May I Please....................45
My Bowler's Prayer....................47
My Prostate and Me....................48
Nature's Symphony....................51
Old Bob....................53
Out There....................56
Pops....................57
Possibility....................59
Prayer....................61
"Priscilla"....................62
Reflections....................64
"Sunday Morning"....................67
The Black Man's Illegal Dilemma....................69
The Day that Mary Died....................71
The Eyes of my Friend....................73
The Gift....................75
The Letters....................76
The Night Is Not Mine....................78
The Planet Sharecropper....................80
The Vision....................83
There Is a God....................85
These Eyes....................87
To Know You....................89
Trees....................91
We Cried....................93
What Was I Thinking....................95
When You Smile....................96
Poetry by Andy Webb....................xi
Whose Tears are They?....................97
Winter....................99
You Waited For Me....................101
Scapegoat....................103
A Better Man Then He....................105
In Love Again....................107
Hero's....................109
Poems from my Grandson J'vonni....................111
You Were Always There....................113
My Daughter....................115

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