B. Cacavas-Brumitt

Roseville, Michigan, USA

Detroit born poet B. Cacavas-Brumitt married an Okinowan Veteran after WWII and they had 4 children. Her father, at age 20, was on the Carpathia and saw the Titanic survivors rescued. Both her parents were immigrants and learned the English language. This author has been writing poems randomly for nearly twenty years, presently concentrating on "bringing good women out of the closet" mainly pertaining to our forebearers, our foremother, etc. A tool to help children, parents and new citizens seeking citizenship to delightfully remember what made America great.

Clinton Beware

Clinton beware ofdeep blue eyes and ruby red lips
Tricky feminine wiles and freaky trips.
WFor its the start of a downward swing---
That's toppled many a beloved king.

Beware of ties, trinkets and other gifts;
Causing marriages to fail, sink or drift.
Worldwide kings too numerous to name.
Foundations of character - put on others blame.

Beware of false confessions and contrite lies.
The words flutter from land unto the skies.
From mankind, worldwide-nations thru history.
Beware, the loss of what could have been victory!

Celestial Hues

At long last, I've earned my celestial dues
Gazing upon the hazy, blue-lavender hues.
Golden mists flowing deep into our outer space
Shimmering silvery white stars of heavenly grace

Spiraling, slowly, midst misty burgundy beams;
And then spilling into Emerald island streams.
Only faith and giant telescopes can ever reveal -
I The wondrous scope of his majesty's love to heal.

There's more, much more we could never surmise
The blessings witheld from our blinded eyes.
Daily, so new, icy sculptures of wintry scenes;—
Brilliantly painted forests and skies supreme.

The Love That Got Away

It happened a long time ago on a fateful day;
I foolishly gave my kiss away.
But, how could I ever resist-
His longing eyes, lips just waiting to be kissed.

It was unexpected and so suddenly --
This love could never be - I was older than he.
Although the chemistry was there...
Other factors we'd have to bear.

I knew right then I'd have to get away---
And I would be - the love that got away.
Many years have come and gone and gone.
But the memory of that sweet kiss lingers on and on.

All through life I'd seen others in strife.
Who've not managed to do what was right.
Yes that sweet memory haunts me to this day.
But, it was right-to be-the love that got away.