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I long to hear
The words I fear
So simple a saying
So powerful a meaning

A light in the dark
A lurking shadow
Three little words
Used with meaning, Abused for gain

I long to hear
The words I fear
A simply saying
“I love you”
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(Update 5-13-2007)
I have decided to upload a PDF formated version of the poem for those of you interested in having a printed copy: (untitled_)Jonathan_Chambers.pdf.





Wife, Mother, Grandmother
Family and Friend
Inspiration and Role Model

Kind, Caring, Loving
Compassionate and Outgoing
Passionate and Focused

Close in heart and memory
Miss you we will
Forget you we shall not

We say not goodbye
But wait in peace
And keep watch over us

Chambers, Helen E.
Helen E. Chambers, 83, of Davenport, passed away Wednesday, May 2, 2007, at A.O. Fox Memorial Hospital, Oneonta.
She was born April 10, 1924, in Portlandville, the daughter of Earl and Mildred (Houghtaling) Squire.
She married Donald Chambers on June 25, 1942.
Mrs. Chambers volunteered at Family Services in Oneonta and at the Methodist Church in Davenport. She was a member of the AARP of Oneonta, Senior Citizens of Davenport and the Davenport Historical Society, Davenport Center.
Her hobbies included sewing, crocheting, reading and walking.
She is survived by her husband; three sons, Wayne and Judith Chambers, Oneonta, Lloyd Chambers, Mount Vision, and Keith and Roberta Chambers, Davenport; one daughter, Rita and Fredrick Johnson, Idaho; six grandchildren; and one great-grandson.
Funeral services will take place at 2 p.m. Monday, May 7, 2007, at the MacArthur Funeral Home, Davenport, with the Rev. Nola Anderson officiating.
Calling hours will be from 2 to 4 p.m. and 7 to 9 p.m. Sunday, May 6, 2007, at the funeral home. The family will be in attendance in the evening. Burial will follow the service in Charlotte Valley Cemetery, West Davenport.
Contributions in her memory may be made to East Meredith EMT squad.
Arrangements are with the MacArthur Funeral Home, Davenport.
Published in The Daily Star on 5/4/2007.

Daily Star Obituary]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=13 Mon, 7 May 2007 19:23:11 -0500 Your Gentle Touch http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=12



Reassuring caresses
Easing my worries, my sadness

Holding hands
Bringing joy to my heart

Clasping me close
Flaring my passion

Cresting my neck
Calming my tensions

Your gentle touch
Subtly enveloping me

]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=12 Mon, 16 Oct 2006 18:18:46 -0500 Just a note http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=11
I've started slowly using MySpace and you can find my profile by clicking on my profile. I hope to get it more to my liking as far as formating and get some more informaiton on there *wink*, it's not something I planned on getting involved in so the going with it is slow.

As always, please comment if one of my poems happen to move you, I do enjoy reading feedback on them.]]> General http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=11 Wed, 31 May 2006 23:56:23 -0500 Embrace http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=10



I wrap my arms
Around you gently
Pull you to my chest

Warmth envelopes me
Tensions fade
Fears drift away

Time slows
I feel comfort
I feel loved

Sweet fragrance
Locks of beautiful hair
Fill each breathe

I kiss your brow
Look to your soul
I feel the tender touch of lips
I was talking with a friend eariler today and happened to mention one of the things that I miss most about having a significant other. What I told her was this: "The part I can't stand is not having someone to wrap my arms around and feel them close to my chest, the sweet smell of hair and the tend touch of lips." She mentioned that it was kinda poetic, so I decided that I would fill out my statement with a poem that more full expresses the emotion and feeling that I referred too.]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=10 Sun, 13 Nov 2005 21:28:49 -0500 I see you, and I Smile http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=9 This poem is loving dedicated to Marie Webb. There was once a time, that when I felt I had reached the bottom, the merely seeing the person this poem is dedicated would not only lift me out of it, it made me soar.





I’m down in the dumps,
Tired and hurting,
But, I see you
And I smile
Just to see you smile back

I’m on the go
Busier than I’d like to be
But, I see you
And I smile
Just to see you smile back

I’ve got no reason to be happy
Nothing worth smiling about
But, I see you
And I smile
Just to see you smile back

Your smile makes my heart sing
It makes the pains go away
Makes things feel like there standing still
So every time I see you
I smile, because I know you’ll smile back
This poem was written over a year ago. It was sometime after Marie and I decided to date. It expresses how I felt everytime I saw her, how it made my heart and soul soar. I truely miss that feeling, although when I happen by photo of her and the memories fill me, even through the saddiness they bring I still find myself smiling just a little. I dedicate this poem to Marie Webb, because it was written for her, and I would feel shame in attempting to attach it to anyone else.]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=9 Sun, 13 Nov 2005 21:00:16 -0500 Site Work http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=8
Oh, if you happen to notice something in French, please post a comment here as to where you saw it. I've done my best in attempting to locate the phrases in French so that I can translate them to English, but I seem to stumble on to some now and again.]]> General http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=8 Sun, 13 Nov 2005 15:44:22 -0500 Detached http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=7



I look but I do not see
I listen but I do not hear
I touch but I do not feel

Proceeding without purpose
Incoherent events passing
Detached from being

Isolated within
No control
No meaning

Searching . . . always
Wanting desire
Existence

Carefree passage
Acting
Questioning not the future
In creating this site I now fill obligated to followup on the poem veres that I think of as I go through the day when I have time on my hands. This poem is based off of one such tangent of thought.]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=7 Thu, 10 Nov 2005 00:18:06 -0500 The Noise Of Silence http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=6


Blazing noise
Fire burning in my ears
Head screaming with pain
The noise, the noise of silence

It rips at the very fabric of my body
Entraps my soul
My body and soul tormented
By the noise, the noise of silence

Time stands still
Fueling the noise
Festering the pain
The pain of the noise

Suddenly the noise
Distorted
Fading
Eyes focus, the pain gone

Blue and white swirls
A shining warmth comforts
Bird songs on the wind
I am set free from the noise, the noise of silence
This was a poem I wrote a long time ago. I'm not even sure when exactly I wrote it at this point. I think the poem really speaks for itself. ]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=6 Tue, 8 Nov 2005 21:52:35 -0500 There is only here, there is only now … When I am with you http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=5 This poem is lovingly dedicated to Marie Webb. It was written around the time when we first started to get to know each other. It was a very good time for me and I believe her as well. I often think about those times, as we have went our separate ways...




Time slips by
The world turns on
There is only here
There is only now

Every thing fades out
No worries or concerns
There is only here
There is only now

Conversation fills the room
Emotions run wild
There is only here
There is only now

Burdens are lifted
Calmness arrives
There is only here
There is only now

Happiness and joy
Understanding and compassion
There is only here
There is only now

There is only here
There is only now
…When I am with you
This poem was written in November of 2004, as near as my records can determine. I had started to get to know the special person that this poem is now dedicated too. Before I had really gotten to know her I was going through a difficult time at college. I was burnt out by the seemingly endless amounts of pointless work that prevented me from gaming and other activities that had filled my earlier years at college. Then suddenly I found myself talking to a very intelligent young woman and everything in my life seemed to change. I wrote this poem for her as I could think of no other way to express my gratitude and growing love for her. It's difficult to recall as we are now separated, from what I believe to be a chain of misfortunate events and misunderstanding. She shall always remain in my heart as the dedication and posting of this poem to this site will reflect.]]> Poems http://mypoetryonline.com/index.php?itemid=5 Sat, 5 Nov 2005 17:11:42 -0500