Shimmering Waters of Gold: A Poetry Book

By Joyce S. Savage

Joyce Savage speaks from the heart, in this poetry book which talks about, love, hope, empowerment, passion and emotions. Open these pages and get comfortable on your couch. Feel the emotions and think deeply about the life and the world around you.

Shimmering Waters of Gold’s intent is to inspire, impress, impact and spell bind its readers. Trying to exist in a world that is changing daily. The author challenges herself and her disappointments and has transformed them into a literary work known as “Shimmering Waters of Gold.”


When nothing but trepidations engulf
And life’s source sinks like the day stand
A beam your face cannot embrace
The lips are frozen in a stance
Still I hope you laugh
I hope you laugh
Because there is always tomorrow

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Sep 19, 2022
• ISBN: 9781665568074

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© 2022 Joyce S. Savage. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

Published by AuthorHouse 09/12/2022

ISBN: 978-1-6655-6808-1 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-6655-6807-4 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2022915166

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CONTENTS

Delicatessen

Dallas

Unspoken Truth

Stick People

In Search of Me

The Unpaid Debt

What A Woman

George Floyd

Out of Touch

Everyone Loves A Stranger

Minding My Own Mind

Heaven Cried

The Road Taken

Innocent Journey

Bad Santa

Not The Doll for Me

Just Gotta Sing The Blues

Home of the Brave

My Prince

Pieces of the Heart

Love Walked In

Feel You in My Soul

Uninhibited Space

To My Mama

Gotta Check You Out

The Forgotten Man

Bitter

Show Window

Paintings

Release Me

Country Baptism

Confronting Confusion

Southern Charm

Embellished Detroned

Death

When Black was Colored

Speaking of the Grave

Africa

Eloquence of Night

The Fishing Hole

Cant Give No Mo

The River

Southern Ornaments

The Midnight Magic

Negro Spirituals

The Flour Sack Dress

Black Sistah Girl

Hope You Laugh

The Rainbow that Fell from the Sky

To Pen Like Poe

The Black Pot Legacy

Why Pen

Thus I Sing

The Tree that Tried

Dip My Feet in Muddy Water

Cotton Picking

Dreaming to Much

Floral Essence

The Spirit Meets The Soul

The Muse is Gone

Soul Train

To Write About My Country

Him

You Have Always Been There

Life isn’t Over

Life Insurance

Sun Rest

Unnamed

The Path

In Your Sleep

When He Says My Name

To Write No More

Diva Delicious

Mystic Look

Finally Feeling

Hating Valentine Day

Alone But Not Lonely

Troublesome Time

The Road to Nowhere

Meeting Myself

Where Do You Live

Can and Will

God Knows What He is Doing

Alice

What Do I Say or Do

Ground Zero

Changing The Dream

The King’s Mounument

What has Happened to Our Children

Dreamed A Dream

No Heroes in My Story

The Warning Sign

Pretty in Pink

Americas’ President Barack Obama

The Beginning

Autumn Leaves

Tragic Love Story

Worth

The Unseen Hand

Beauty

Meeting A Stranger

Girls

Eight Years

Beyond The Azure Blue

Eight Years

Eight

My Heart is Your Home

Knowing Today

Once Upon A Time

Blue Bird of Happiness

Doodling

Life without Dreams

Walking Back to My Childhood

The Tune Not Played

The Wall

The Whistling Wind

Beautiful

Nappy Hair

Let It Be

Looking Back Over Life

Missing for A Little While

Hard Wood Floors

Hopeless Romantic

Rememberance of You

Dat Ol’debble

The Bells

Peace Transgressed

Cant Give No Mo

Glistening Snow

Eloquence of Night

Nobody

Cool Whip

Wandering Souls

Speaking of the Grave

Simple Cottage

My Little Angel Chloe

The Juke House

My School House

Country Baptism

Confronting Confusion

New Years

The Hidden

Southern Charm

Am I Good Enough for the Who

Couldn’t Come Back

Weeping Willow

Front Porch Wedding

Embelished Dethroned

Death

Defiant Soilder

When Black was Colored

Nightmares

Impossibilities

Wandering Souls

Prison Songs

Stop

The Bitter Wind

No Justice or Peace

Facing Your Fears

Healing The Hurt

The Grinch’s Christmas

Wash Day

The Lonesome Wind

Smell The Rain

Evil Spirit

Dream Land

When You Wake Up

Africa Do Not Weep

Hope is All We Have Left

Soul of A Man

Tired of Being Grown

Eyes in the Sky

Where

Silent Night

Let Me Sleep

Snow Flakes

Laundry

Angels in Heaven

COVID-19

Roaring Thunder

Butter Cups

I Am Not Trying that No Mo

The Raven

Tivoli Nights

Scary Dream

Murder He Wrote

Be Not Dismayed

The Last Poem

Look at John Lewis

The Military

Peace

Let Me Pray

Vengence

The Shack

When The Roll is Called in Glory

The Rain

Up in Heaven

Stepping Up

Demands of the Devil

The Wedding

Beautiful Home

I Am A Man

Burdens Don’t Last Forever

Loose All Our Guilty Stain

Re-imagining You

The Unknown

Let Me Sleep

Bankrupted

Raise Me Up

After Life

God Knows Our Needs

If The Sun Doesn’t Shine Tomorrow

Where Wisdom Grows

Because I Am Me

Facts of Life

Heavenly Home

Chat with Jesus

I Don’t Know

The Final Exam

Midnight Monster

The Great Expectation

True Love

Little Black Girl

Bubber

Little Black Boy

The Impossible Dream

My Song

Precious Diamond

Recognize Jesus

Midnight

I’m Going to Heaven

Bend of the River

Waiting Down The Road

No Motive was Found

Maya Angelou

Good Morning America

Revenge

Good Morning Sun

Bad Hair Day

Just Say It

Moon Light

What is My Place

My Old Church

Love Walked Out

Wild Fire

The Games People Play

Why

Life Sentence

Storm Proof Your Life

Crying Moon

Wagon Train

Blind Side

Titanic

Broken Dreams

Blind Journey

Look to Jesus

Morning with Jesus

Heart Beat

Its Over

Cross Examined

Forgotten Name

Silver Lining

Mother Nature

From The Heart

Mistakes

Keep Building

Antiquity

Working Through The World

Learn to Wait

Gods’ Endorsement

Dance of Life

Night Phase

Thunder Storms

Life Changes

Life’s Blue Prints

Documentaries

The Haunted Pen

The Stars Speak

Get Behind Me Satan

Today

Wise Words

Change of Seasons

Paradise

All The Elegance

Marching for Jesus

Going Through

The Desert

Empty Heart

Alone

Whats Wrong

God Want Let Go

Sojouner Truth

The Shanty

Begin Again

The River Banks

Gods’ Favor

God Is

The Pandemic

The Spirit of Prayers

Learn to Listen

Breonna

Over The Moon

Underworld of Poetry

Perfume

Freedom

Wise Builder

Black Kinky Hair

Is it Well with Your Soul

The Captive Heart

Usefulness

Keep Straight

The Under World

Seeing God First

Purple Rain

Gods Mysteries

Color Blind

When Death Touches

Walk Your Path

Lean on God

The Divine Artist

Say What

A Lonely Place

Desert Dancers

Searching for Peace

The Stillness of God

Trump is Gone

God Is

Seeing and Understanding

Whispering Pines

Over The Rainbow

That We Be Known

Life’s Possibilities

The Designer Gown

The Pandemic

Singing Cowboy

Haunted House

The Silent Snow

Winter

Tornadoes

So Much to Write

Our Story

My Invisible Man

Love is Missing

TO CHOLE

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DELICATESSEN

Stumbling around in a daze

Many scary things were seen

Things unimaginable

Were encompassed in the scene

Thinking it was a play

Because everyone was in costume

But then I realized things were real

As human flesh was being consumed

Fried, baked and barbequed

All the flesh on hand

They ate out of control

The delicious flesh of man.

Served like a feast for a king

The consumers ate on and on

The taste that was indescribable

So, they left nothing but the bones

I attempted to run

But my feet were tied

I was horrified beyond belief

As tears filled my eyes

Trying to ignore the scene

They kept searching for me

To devour my human flesh

I remained as still as could be

I stayed in hiding

Behind the shelf of life

I wasn’t about to die

Due to human strife

As the sun rose into the sky

The demons disappeared

And now I could clearly see

That a night mare had had me.

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DALLAS

My little man is Dallas

He is as handsome as can be

But he is so darn bad

Someone can have him for free

He urinated on my rug

And chewed the furniture to pieces

He dislikes his crate

And wants to sleep with me

He will not take a nap

And is only eight months old

He gets into everything

And want obey as told

He is called a shorkie

Because he is a mixed breed

He is part Terrier and Shih Tzu

And is very easy to feed

I want to give him away

But then I change my mind

He is so sweet

Loving, playful and kind

He want do me any harm

And likes to cuddle in my arms

His name was written in my heart

From the very first start

So I will keep him for now

And see what the future brings

He is my lil fur baby

My puppy and my king.

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UNSPOKEN TRUTH

Staring one in the face

Blindly one refuses to see

The unspoken truth

That succumbs to reality

Strangely one runs away

From the unspoken truth that exists

Not admitting to the trues

That controls the ability to resist

The unspoken truth

Can devastate one’s heart

Driven wreckless to the core

That warns from the start

Unspoken the truth must be told

Because it cleanses and forgives the soul

Destroying its evil demons

Thus allowing the unspoken truth to unfold.

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STICK PEOPLE

Bony stick people

Are what we used to sketch

Letting our creativity escape

We drew our very best

With only sticks for a body

The sketch would come alive

Using our imagination

On canvas the stick people survived

Dancing here and there

Stick people on canvas lived

Creating there dance lingo

And moving flamboyantly

However, they were only sticks

And only on canvas could exist

Because outside the canvas and paint

They were only sticks.

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IN SEARCH OF ME

Leaving the old world behind

I went in search of me

The journey was tedious and unkind

And not what I expected it to be

There were so many things

That I had not paid attention too

But my journey had begun

So all things were new

During my long search

The journey kept reminding me

Not to tarry or look back

Or the past would engulf me

The journey helped me to search

And finally I found me

Standing tall and courageous

And as beautiful as could be

We all have a journey

That we must all complete

But it’s how you approach it

That makes it worth the seek

There were difficult times

That made my journey rough

But I persevered

And rose above the gulf

So, search inside yourself

And you will surely find

That your journey will lead you

To happiness and peace of mind.

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THE UNPAID DEBT

We made history

History didn’t make us

History was a parasitic vampire

That survived on our blood, sweat and tears

It kept our records tarnished

So that it would exist

Assuring self of nothing

Thus profiting on our circumstance

Adding daily to the record book

As it deleted all of our trues

Owing us a refund

That history refuses to pay

It simply denies the debt owed

That remains in the layaway.

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WHAT A WOMAN

What a woman, what a woman

On November 7th, 2020

History was made

A woman became vice president of the United States

What a woman

To take on the weight of the world

And fulfill the destiny

That God had chosen for her

What a woman

To do what she has done

To give up her life

And for the vice Presidency run

Selected by the president elect

To become his running mate

She blazed a different trail

As she campaigned throughout the states.

In preparing for her role

She made her agenda known

Kamala kept pushing on

And when the race was over she had won

She united the people

With her knowledge and her smile

She is qualified for the role

And will represent all with dignity and style

She is a spectacular woman

And really is God sent

For God reserved this role for her

As the first female Vice President.

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GEORGE FLOYD

George Floyd was who he was

And nothing can change that

But he didn’t deserve what he got

And that’s a matter of fact

He Had some skeletons in his closet

And we were all aware

But he didn’t deserve what he got

The policemen should have cared

The knee on the neck shouldn’t have been there

They responded out of hate

Instead of love

So the knee held Georges’ fate

He cried out for help

But his cries went unheard by man

He was murdered on the scene

By his fellow man

But God heard his pleas

And could no longer see him suffer

He had so much pity

So he sent Georges’ mother

Who told George to let it go

And for him to suffer no more

For God has been watching from heavens’ door

So Come and go with me, just let it go

Because God wants you home

So he sent me

To get you my son

For this is the way it has to be

George took a final breath

And gave up the ghost

He ascended with this mother

To meet the Lord of host

I still wonder if he were white

What the outcome would have been

Would he be alive

Would the knee still be on the scene?

George had done somethings

That he was not proud of

But God forgives

So who are we to judge.

God chose George to create a movement

For the entire world to see

That America has not changed

And is the author of this atrocity

America must repent

And let slavery and the old ways go

Because we are a different generation

And the old ways aren’t any more.

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OUT OF TOUCH

Out of touch with the century

And all that has gone wrong

Out of touch with God

That sits on the throne

He knows that he can rectify

The things man thinks he controls

But He wants man to realize

His wonders to behold

Man must acknowledge God

In all that he does

Keeping Him holy and supreme

Allowing his faith to grow

But man is so self-involved

And so out of touch

He thinks he is God

And loves himself too much.

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EVERYONE LOVES A STRANGER

Everyone loves a stranger

He, she, it, we, them, they or us

Even when it is yourself

Because there are things about self

That are never revealed

The personality is aloof

Questioning, one asks why

As you struggle to sense

That deep within lies another

The who that refuses to be exploited

Or to be recognized

The entity exists incognito

And is contented in another realm

That it protects and claims as home

One must love the entity