Poems by Jordan A. Leturgez

In the realm of dreams where stars do gleam,

A world of wonder and moonlit stream,

Children drift to slumber's embrace,

With gentle tips, the night they'll face.

A bedtime story softly read,

A cozy blanket for their head,

Dim the lights, create a hush,

In peaceful rest, their thoughts will brush.

No screens or gadgets by their side,

Let nature's lullabies provide,

A soothing rhythm, whispers sweet,

To guide them into dreams complete.

A breath like waves upon the shore,

Inhale the peace, exhale the roar,

Release the worries of the day,

As sleep descends, in a quiet way.

So let them rest, when the day is done,

In realms of gold beneath the sun,

With tender care and loving grace,

Their dreams unfold in tranquil space.

A Poetry About Sleeping Tips for Kids, a gentle ode,

To soothe their souls on dreams' soft road,

With these simple steps, may their slumber deep,

Bring peace and joy as they peacefully sleep.

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 the town of Springfield, mischief stirs,
Where Bart Simpson's pranks, his legacy reoccurs.
With a twinkle in his eye, and mischief in his tone,
He dials the phone, in his realm, he's never alone.

"Is Mr. I.P. Freely present?" he asks with a giggle,
His voice mischievous, his spirit never too little.
A master of disguise, his pranks unfold,
Leaving everyone in laughter, the truth untold.

From "Seymour Butz" to "Mike Rotch",
Bart's creativity knows no blotch.
With each call, a new character born,
In the world of his making, the rules are torn.

His laughter echoes through the night,
A prankster's delight, a mischievous sight.
In every call, a tale to tell,
Bart Simpson's pranks, a comedic spell.

So raise a toast to this mischievous lad,
Whose antics make us smile, never sad.
In Springfield's world, he reigns supreme,
Bart Simpson's prank calls, a humorous dream.

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 quiet of the dawn's soft light,

A new day begins, both dark and bright,

As a parent, with babe in arms,

Balancing work and sweet baby charms.

In a world of screens and endless tasks,

In the midst of toys and baby masks,

The dance of parenthood and career,

A delicate balance, both far and near.

From emails typed with one hand free,

To soothing cries on bended knee,

A new mom or dad, in this home domain,

Navigating a path both joyous and plain.

The sounds of typing mix with lullabies,

As work and love become allies,

In this space of chaos and calm,

A daily journey, a parental psalm.

So embrace the beauty in this dual role,

In the heart and in the soul,

For in the midst of chaos and love's dearth,

There's magic in the balance of work and birth.

In twilight's shadow, where time softly fades,

I ponder on life's wandering serenade,

The dance of years, a melody so fine,

A poetry of staying sharp in old age.

Once sprightly, I leapt through youthful days,

With vigor and fire, in naïve displays,

But now, the gnarled hands of time embrace,

A humbling reminder, life's gentle grace.

Oh, let me ponder, let me intertwine,

The wisdom of years with this heart of mine,

For age is not defined by count of years,

But by the depths of wisdom one reveres.

The mind, a blade, once quick and keen,

Can still forge pathways through the silver screen,

Each word, a chisel, to sculpt stories untold,

Breathing life into memories, bright and bold.

With every verse, my spirit takes flight,

Defying the encroaching gloom of night,

The ink, a potion, preserving the mind,

Shielding it from the ennui of mankind.

So, let me sharpen, let me never rest,

For words are my armor, my very best,

And as the sands of time continue to pour,

I'll thrive in the beauty of forevermore.

I'll tether my thoughts to the poet's quill,

As I dance on the precipice, spine tingles still,

For within this rhyming tapestry I weave,

The essence of youth forever I'll cleave.

Now, as I traverse life's labyrinthine maze,

My poetry will guide me through the haze,

Staying sharp, I'll wander through endless times,

A testament to the old age's prime.

May my verses ignite fires in others' hearts,

Fanning the embers, rekindling their own arts,

For in this poetry, we'll find unity,

Knowing that age cannot constrain the free.

So, let us celebrate the silver strands,

The wisdom that flows through our aged hands,

For within our souls, like a phoenix, we rise,

A poetry of old age that forever defies.

In the realm of hearts, a day doth hold sway,
A tender symphony, a poet's display.
Where love's sweet whispers dance upon the air,
And romance weaves its spell with utmost care.

Valentine's Day, a tapestry divine,
A moment frozen, like love's sweetest wine.
With roses blooming, crimson as the sun,
And silken words, by cupid's arrow spun.

Each beating heart flutters with anticipation,
In this realm of love, a sacred proclamation.
For in this world, passion's flame alights,
And ignites the spirit with fervent delights.

In whispered verses, secrets are revealed,
Love's true essence, through sentiments concealed.
The softest touches, like feathers on skin,
Bestowed affection, let heartaches rescind.

A chorus of sighs, and stolen glances meet,
As two souls intertwine, love's rhythms compete.
In verse and rhyme, feelings deeply felt,
Expressions of the heart, no words can melt.

Oh Valentine's Day, a poet's delight,
The canvas for emotions, shining bright.
With words that dance upon the page like fire,
Bathing hearts in longing, in sweet desire.

Let love be celebrated, in every verse,
With passion's ink, true feelings we immerse.
For in this poetry, we find love's art,
And touch the very depths of a lover's heart.

In the realm of whispers and echoes,

Where shadows dance and secrets lie,

A poetry of blood and bone uncoils,

A tale both ancient and untold.

From the depths of earth's rich embrace,

Life emerges, a symphony of grace,

Blood, the river of vitality within,

Binding spirits, shedding mortal skin.

Through every heartbeat's rhythmic drum,

A river of life, where stories come undone,

Within our veins, ancestral whispers roam,

In the marrow, histories find their home.

Blood, the ink that writes the memoir,

Of all the loves, losses, and battles fought afar,

Stories of triumph and tales of despair,

Etched upon bones, a legacy to bear.

In veins, a river of passion doth flow,

Igniting hearts with a fiery glow,

Binding souls like love's eternal thread,

Through the labyrinth of veins, passion is spread.

Yet within this poetry of blood and bone,

There echoes an ancient truth, well known,

That life's delicate thread, so easily torn,

Leads us to a destiny, both known and unknown.

So let each pulsating beat be a reminder,

That life's sweet symphony is but a timer,

Embrace the poetry found within your core,

For in blood and bone lies an endless lore.

In gardens of the heart where blossoms sway,

Love dances freely in the light of day.

A tapestry of colors, pure and bright,

Where souls find solace and take flight.

Love, a gentle breeze upon our face,

Whispering secrets, weaving tales of grace.

It hums with laughter, like a melody,

Guiding us to happiness, eternally.

Love is the ember that ignites the sky,

A blazing fire that never asks us why.

It warms the depths, ignites our very core,

Filling our spirits with joy to the core.

Oh, love! A tender touch, an embrace sweet,

A symphony of hearts that no words can beat.

It paints the world in hues of golden light,

Unveiling treasures hidden from sight.

In love's embrace, the broken pieces mend,

A serenade of hope that will never end.

For happiness, an ally by its side,

Together they shall journey, love as their guide.

So let love bloom, like flowers wild and free,

Unleashing joy and pure tranquility.

In love's embrace, we find our deepest bliss,

Intertwined souls, forever sealed with a kiss.

In this digital age, where screens consume our days,
A poetry I write, to rediscover life's vibrant ways.
For in this sea of technology, we often wander astray,
But fear not, dear souls, for a digital detox will lead the way.
Turn off the phones, unplug the wires,
Let nature's symphony ignite your inner fires.
Detach from the screens, reclaim your time,
Rediscover the beauty of a world so sublime.
Find solace in silence, embrace the reprieve,
Unburden your mind, let your soul receive.
Leave behind the notifications, the constant noise,
Embrace the grace of stillness and find your voice.
To reset the relationship with tech, seek balance and connect,
Engage in conversations, meaningful and direct.
Immerse yourself in passions that make your heart race,
Release the shackles of screens, let creativity embrace.
Discover the wonders of the analog world,
Be captivated by stories, unfold and unfurl.
Rekindle human connection, bask in togetherness,
For it is in these cherished moments, true joy we possess.
Engage your senses, let your imagination soar,
Reignite the flame of wonder you may have ignored.
Feel the warmth of sunsets, breathe in the scent of earth,
Let nature's healing touch guide your rebirth.
Reflect on moments far from screens' allure,
Seek mindfulness, find solace in the pure.
In solitude and reflection, your spirit shall mend,
Rediscovering yourself, your essence, my dear friend.
So, let us detach from the chains we have worn,
Reset our relationship with tech, let it be reborn.
Embrace the digital detox, let your soul be restored,
Find harmony amidst the chaos, life's blessings fully explored.