Come Walk with Me: Poems

By Ossie Channer

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Blue Bird
Oh my blue bird flap your wings to the sounds of the wind turn
Your head to the early morning sun and open your beak and
sing to me
My sweet with open arms I will dance with you blue bird
Until my legs cant move any more
Blue bird then you can rap your wings around me
Blue bird let me feel the warmth of your feathers
Push your chest out baby and sing
I will dance just for you
Blue bird takes me to the mountain where the frosty mist
covered the leaves
And sing for me blue bird the nightingale
The sparrows and all their friends will all start singing and
dancing with us
Blue bird. We can all dance to the valley
To the side of the river
Into the garden where all the rose are slowly opening
To the sound of the wind
Sing baby sing blue bird.
Dream Lover . . .
The early morning sun glittered
On my bed room window
As if it was some kind of red diamond
That move with a feeling of intimacies
That could drive a man wild,
The color of the sun drag across the cream colored silk sheet
As if a painter has romantically painted the colors of the
rainbow all over my bed
That could only be love.
I know I was in heaven
As I slowly turn to take my angel into my arms
To my surprise she was gone
I run to the door shout out her name
Door to door to the living room
Where the bright glittering sun force her colorful light though
the widow shade.
On the coffee table was a note she left behind.
I fell asleep in your arms and yes I feel like a queen on the chest
of my lord
With our bodies rap around each others I was secured
Like an angel in heaven.
Then I was awaken by your soft voice calling some
one your angel
And it was not my name
So I take first flight out to a lonely place
Call hearth break hotel so long dream lover

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 12, 2010
• ISBN: 9781462844043

Ossie Channer

Ossie R. Channer was born in the Cedar Grove district of Mandeville Manchester, Jamaica W.I. This is where he attended Albion Grade School, May-Day All Age Primary School and then to Linguine High School in Kingston. He Co-edited a monthly newspaper. After that he later migrated to Canada then on to the United States, where he served in the U.S. Army. He is presently residing in the greater Hartford area where he is employed as a Correctional Officer for the state of Connecticut.

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Chest

Oh my strong sister,

You are my hope, my rib, you are all I ask for

My beloved.

The bright sun descends on the mountain,

Majestic with her head covered with snow towering over

the valley below

With shoulders only to match her large chest

That shows the strength and grace of a strong sister

That stands out above the rest.

With a smile that would have all men in sight turn their

eyes up at her,

The snow slowly melts down her graceful face

To supply the river in the valley.

The green grass appears slowly

As if the Lord pours a green dye on her head

That brings back her summer youth.

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Bluebird

Oh my bluebird, flap your wings to the sounds of the wind

Turn your head to the early morning sun, and open your beak and sing to me

My sweet, with open arms I will dance with you, bluebird

Until my legs can’t move anymore

Bluebird, then you can wrap your wings around me

Bluebird, let me feel the warmth of your feathers

Push your chest out, baby, and sing

I will dance just for you

Bluebird takes me to the mountain where the frosty mist covered the leaves

And sing for me, bluebird the nightingale

The sparrows and all their friends will all start singing and dancing with us

Bluebird, we can all dance to the valley

To the side of the river

Into the garden where all the rose are slowly opening

To the sound of the wind

Sing, baby. Sing, bluebird.

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Dream Lover…

The early morning sun glitters

On my bedroom window

As if it were some kind of red diamond

That moves with a feeling of intimacy

That could drive a man wild.

The color of the sun drags across the cream-colored silk sheet

As if a painter has romantically painted the colors of the rainbow all over my bed

That could only be love.

I know I am in heaven

As I slowly turn to take my angel into my arms.

To my surprise, she is gone.

I run to the door, shout out her name

Door to door to the living room

Where the bright glittering sun forces her colorful light through the window shade.

On the coffee table was a note she left behind.

"I fell asleep in your arms, and yes, I feel like a queen on the chest of my lord.

With our bodies wrapped around each other, I was secured

like an angel in heaven.

Then I was awakened by your soft voice calling

someone your angel,

And it was not my name.

So I take the first flight out to a lonely place

Called heartbreak hotel.

So long, dream lover."

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Alone