Poems by Jordan A. Leturgez

Imagine how crazy life can have no ending
Like a relationship that you can't say that it's pending
Every little step you take
It is based on what future you want it to make
Determination is key to not only being yourself
But it also makes you feel like you have found yourself
Loving life like crazy is always a good thing
That is why singers love to sing
Understand that even the struggles are a plus
It takes heart to build on the must
So if you stop pretending
And the Crazy Life Has No Ending

In the realm of dreams, where destinies reside,
A poet's pen glides, seeking to confide.
A symphony of words, whispers in the night,
Chasing shadows of doubt, embracing the light.

Oh, soul wandering on an untrodden path,
Hear my verse, heed their melodious wrath.
For destiny, dear soul, is a waltz to embrace,
Not just a whisper, but a dance to be chased.

Do not submit to the whims of blind fate,
Inscribe your name, let it resonate.
For the world is but canvas, blank and vast,
Paint your dreams, make them eternal and steadfast.

Through tempests and trials, hold fast your voice,
Inscribe your desires, make your own choice.
Weave the tapestry of life, thread by thread,
Control your destiny, where others may dread.

Forge your own path, beyond the beaten way,
Command the winds, let them follow and obey.
Though storms may assail, with fury and might,
Keep your compass true, let no darkness smite.

For in the depths of your soul, a fire burns,
Unleash the poet within, let it yearn.
Your destiny awaits, a masterpiece untold,
Compose your symphony before your story is sold.

So, writer of words, poet profound,
Break free from the chains that keep you bound.
Embrace the power that's burning inside,
And soar on the winds of destiny, unbridled.

In the darkest of nights, New Year's Eve unfolds,

A symphony of lights, enchanting to behold.

Fireworks painted across the vast expanse,

With colors that dance, a splendid cosmic dance.

With each joyful burst, hope pierces the air,

Glimmers of promise, a future unaware.

Explosions of shimmer, cascading from high,

Igniting the sky, an ethereal sigh.

As midnight chimes in, the world holds its breath,

In parties teeming, vibrant life's sweet caress.

Laughter and cheer, like confetti in flight,

Gathered in delight, embracing this wondrous night.

Champagne flowing, toasts raised in merriment,

A fleeting moment, a divine sentiment.

The year now departing, memories and dreams,

Unraveling streams, a tapestry, it seems.

In the haze of celebration, time takes a pause,

Reflection embraced, as a brand-new year thaws.

Resolutions whispered, held close in our hearts,

A fresh new start, destiny's intricate charts.

Yet in this spectacle, amidst all the grand,

Lurks a deeper truth, like fine grains of sand.

For fireworks may fade, and parties may end,

But love, my dear friend, will forever transcend.

So as the embers wane, and the night grows still,

Let us hold on tight, to hope and goodwill.

May this New Year's Eve, like fireworks that soar,

Ignite something more, a soul's awakening tour.

In the dance of life, we find our song

A melody that lingers, pure and strong

Through trials and triumphs, we carry on

For in the rhythm of time, life goes on

In the quiet moments of solitude

We ponder dreams, both old and new

Embracing change, both swift and slow

For in the ebb and flow, life continues to grow

Through joys and sorrows, we find our way

Navigating the twists and turns of each day

Bridging the past with the future ahead

For in the tapestry of life, we are all beautifully thread

So let us cherish each moment we're given

Embrace the journey, both humble and driven

For in the poetry of life, our stories are spun

In the endless cycle, the beauty of life goes on

In shadows deep, a father's betrayal lies,

Like a tempest brewing in a stormy sky.

Once a beacon of strength and guiding light,

Now a figure shrouded in deceit and blight.

A daughter's heart, once warmed by his embrace,

Now aches with the wounds of his disgrace.

Words once spoken with love and care,

Now twisted into daggers of despair.

The bond they shared, now torn asunder,

By the cruel hands of betrayal and thunder.

The pain, a heavy burden to bear,

As trust and love dissolve into thin air.

Yet amidst the darkness and the pain,

A glimmer of hope still remains.

For wounds may heal and hearts may mend,

And broken ties may find their mend.

So let us hold onto hope and grace,

And seek forgiveness in this bitter place.

For though a father's betrayal may sting,

Love's enduring power can still bring healing.

In twilight's soft embrace we met,
Where shadows dance, and whispers fret,
A serendipity, delicate bloom,
In the quiet of dusk, where dreams find room.

Eyes like galaxies, mysteries unfurled,
A moment suspended, a heartbeat swirled,
Time held its breath, the world turned dim,
In the silence between us, the universe brimmed.

Words untamed lingered, golden, unspoken,
In the briefest of pauses, our hearts wide open,
Like rivers converging, the spark of the new,
A tapestry woven of me and of you.

You brushed past my spirit, a phantom caress,
Filling the chasms, erasing the stress,
Each glance forged a language, a rhythm, a rhyme,
As if fate penned our story before there was time.

Beneath the vast heavens, the stars bore witness,
To a dance of two souls in the grip of their fitness,
Each word exchanged, a fragile thread spun,
In the tapestry woven, we became one.

But beyond the encounter, life pulls and it tears,
The echoes of laughter face shadows and snares,
Yet in the fabric of memory, a warmth ever bright,
Your presence, though fleeting, will linger in light.

So here's to the moments, rare treasures we claim,
To encounters that whisper, igniting the flame,
For though paths may diverge, and bodies may part,
The essence of meeting forever will chart.

In the heart of a town called Chico,
Where the river winds like a silver thread,
Sunlight dances on leaves in a gentle glow,
Whispers of nature, where stories are fed.

The sycamores stretch their arms to the sky,
Holding secrets of seasons, the laughter of years,
With every breeze, the past rushes by,
A tapestry woven from dreams and from tears.

The farmers' fields, golden like dawn,
Bathe in the warmth of a tireless sun,
From orchards of fruit that tilt with the bough,
Harvesting hope when the day's work is done.

In the vibrant streets where the people reside,
Cultures converge, and connections unfold,
Each corner, a canvas, a heartbeat, a pride,
In the tales that the locals so lovingly told.

By Bidwell Park, with paths carved in green,
Where laughter erupts and the children explore,
The simplicity, beauty, in moments serene,
Life in its fullness, forever we adore.

As the twilight embers paint skies into dusk,
The stars whisper softly, as if they can see,
A world in motion, with heartbeats and trust,
In Chico, together, we weave harmony.

So here's to the spirit, the love, and the grace,
To a place where community breathes and flows,
In the heartbeat of Chico, we find our embrace,
A world intertwined, where compassion only grows.

In the quiet whispers of the night,

Where love's gentle touch takes flight,

I find solace in the words unsaid,

In the heart's language, always fed.

"I love you," a timeless refrain,

A melody that eases every pain,

In your eyes, I see the truth,

A love so pure, eternal youth.

Through laughter and through tears,

In the passing of the years,

"I love you," a sacred vow,

A promise to always endow.

In the silence of the world's embrace,

In the shadows of time and space,

"I love you," a whispered prayer,

A bond that's beyond compare.

So let these words linger in the air,

A love that's beyond compare,

For in your heart, forever true,

"I love you," always and anew.

In the heart of the bay where the waters dance,

There roam the boys with the sun-kissed glance.

Their laughter echoes through the salty air,

As they navigate the waves without a care.

With calloused hands and weathered skin,

They bravely face the storm that lies within.

Their eyes reflect the endless horizon,

In search of treasures that remain unrisen.

Through trials of the sea, they stand tall and brave,

Where the wild winds whisper, and the waters crave.

In their souls, a longing for the unknown,

As they navigate the depths, all on their own.

Oh, bay boys with hearts of fire and sea,

Your spirit soars, wild and free.

May your journey be guided by stars above,

And the ocean's embrace, forever your love.

In the tapestry of time, our destinies are cast,

Yet amidst the threads, a choice stands fast,

No fate but what we make, a whispered creed,

In each decision, our futures indeed.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,

We shape our path, beneath the sky,

No hand of fate, no written decree,

Only our choices, set us free.

In every moment, a chance to decide,

Our wills as strong as the rising tide,

No chains of destiny, no locked gate,

Only the power of choices we create.

So fear not the unknown, the uncertain way,

For in our hands lies the power to sway,

No fate but what we make, a truth profound,

In every choice, our destinies are found.

So let us walk with courage and grace,

Embrace the freedom in every choice we face,

No fate but what we make, our spirits soar,

In the tapestry of life, we are the ones who hold the lore.