Within the Heart and Soul

By Roger C. Bull

Life offers events, occurrences that exude expressions that motivate some to act, to communicate or to write about them.  This is a collection of poems promoted by those motivators.  It is a chronological evolution of Roger Bull's work from 1957 to 2020.

 

Here's hoping that they convey the essence of his reaction to those muses.

 

Enjoy!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roger C. Bull
• Release date: Jul 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393100959

Roger C. Bull

Roger has an eclectic background. He’s written poetry, short stories, and nine books (only eight are published). His subject matter includes poetry, a legal thriller, a spy mystery, three murder mysteries, including a jihad in New Orleans, a faction (fiction inspired by facts) about human trafficking, sexual slavery, and sales of human organs on the black market. This book is his first venture into writing science faction, science fiction inspired by science facts. It has an important agenda which the author hopes people will agree to support. Roger’s other experiences include radio and telephonic communications; computer programming, consulting, and repairs; analog and digital cellular communications; journalism and editing; law enforcement, psychology, sociology, criminology, biology, chemistry, and physics. His hobbies include writing, walking the dogs, researching materials for new books.

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DEDICATION

St. John’s Family

There is a family,

Of Friends so dear.

So Strong

Their characters

And Bold

With humble Spirit

And contrite Hearts

They leave no doubt

Of Love.

The Church,

They are,

So Kind

And Sweet,

(Hangs on kindly words)

Doest bring Life

To all our souls

And Breath

To all our hearts.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

FOREWORD

This is the third edition of Within the Heart and Soul. It includes poems written from the period 1957 until 2020. Many of my poems were missing over the years. This over sixty years of poetry. Much of it was therapy during my days in law enforcement.

I hope that you enjoy my expressions. Please, if you have any comments, don’t hesitate to send me comments to my email address:

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Thank you for purchasing my book!

1957

Bobby Socks Rock

Teenage lovers and bobby socks

Go together for a rock, rock, rock.

If they rock, they might even roll.

So keep those bobby socks on your toes.

Let's rock, rock.

Come on, Baby, let's rock, rock.

Everybody let's rock, rock.

Rock with the Bobby Socks Rock.

Well,

One for the money,

Two for the show,

Three to get ready.

Let's go, girl, go.

Let's rock, rock.

Come on, Baby, let's rock, rock.

Everybody, let's rock, rock.

Rock with the Bobby Socks Rock.

1963

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1965

A Poem From A Farway Lover

The sun shines over the late ocean sea, Bouncing, glaring, and reminding me:

Of the vibrant love we hold for each other, One of warmth and tenderness, my lover.

The sun rises with freshness anew, As our love when I first met you.

At noon the sun's so high up above,

As I am now so far away from you, my love.

The sun may set; its light dies from sight,

But our love will stand through the night.

God's Love

You must make your love reach out and grab hold of God's love;

make it distort out of shape, swirl, and intermingle into one with

His; and make it an everlasting, time-forgetting Truth and Happiness.

In Love And In War

Brown are the eyes

of my darling, my dear.

Brown is the hair,

of my darling, my dear.

Red are the hearts,

I color for my darling.

White is the love,

I show for my dear.

Brown are the uniforms,

that I'll be wearing.

Brown is the mud,

I'll be crawling in, too.

Red are the men,

that I'll be fighting.

White is my face,

after dying for you.

That's Life

I have many friends,

Many friends have I,

I hold no grudge for past miseries.

But, one can't please all,

And all can't please one,

So, there are still those who hate me.

1966

Faith

Faith is knowing that God is watching;

Truth is God who is all Right;

Love is Truth shared in a special way;

Friendship is Love shared in common;

Charity is Friendship; Happiness is Charity;

Hope is the yearning for Happiness;

Action fulfills Hope; Doing is Action;

Caution is Doing with Faith;

Faith is knowing that God is watching.

1967

Black, Black, Black, Black

Black, black, black, black,

Why does man put evil on black?

Bananas ripening turn to black.

Apples ripening turn to black.

Toast that's burning turns to black.

Villians wear nothing but black.

Black, black, black, black,

What does man do with his brothers of black?

He wants to send them all right back,

To  the land that is all black.

Is this right, to send them back,

Just because they all are black?

Black, black, black, black,

Makes no difference if they're black.

Treat them right and they'll treat you back

Like you are another of black.

Treat them like you were of black.

Black, black, black, black.

But The Idea Gets Across

Rythme, ryhmn, broken time,

I write as rough as the edge of a dime.

Thoughts, themes, ideas,  schemes,

I've got plenty of them, in my dreams....

Smoothness?  Yes, sir!

I will try,

But like the dime,

That's rough on edge,

My works pass on in time,

And they act as though a wedge.

Place them in their right spots,

And watch them open your thoughts.

Read them when they're red hot,

And you'll like what you have bought.

The price is not in money,

But the time is what it costs.

They may not read like honey,

But the idea gets across.

But, Yet, He's Caged In

He walks out to the park at night;

He strips his clothes from his body;

And he screams, with agony,

Ahhhhhh! I'm free! I'm free! I'm free!

But, yet, he's caged in.

But, yet, he's caged in.

Carry On Our Fluxing Life

Sitting by the candle light,

Looking into faces, bright,

We reminisce in things so right,

And, for the things that we must fight,

We raise our fists so grimly tight.

Why can't we see the guiding light

That leads us on to things so right?

To end our, sometimes, lonesome life?

Must we go through ghastly strife?

Then comes one from a thinking life,

One who holds truths from Jesus Christ.

He says we must smile and must bite

And carry on our fluxing life.

Death In Poetic Circles

The poets write good material.

The audiences learn good material.

The poets write better material.

The audiences learn better material.

The poets write the best material.

The audiences learn the best material.

The poets write the best material.

The audiences cry for the Best material.

The poets try for the Best material.

The audiences cry for the Best material.

The poets die with the best material.

The audiences loose the best material.

The poets write good material.

The audiences learn good material....

When will it end?

What do people want?

Will they kill us all?

For All, We Thank THEE

The grass in the meadows,

The birds in the trees,

The sun in the sky,

For all, we thank Thee.

The joy in the smiling,

The warmth in the sharing,

The love in the giving,

For all, we thank Thee.

Forgiveness in Your Mercy,

Blessings in Your Grace,

Happiness in Your Presence,