Always in love
Young and old,
TOGETHER WITH ME!
Copyright © Elena Pisani | Year Posted 2016
H opes of great joy to all
A lways upon other families we call
P leased to share what we have with others
P laying children warm the hearts of all today
Y elling and laughter so happy what can we say
H appy thoughts as we remember days gone by
O ld folks telling others family stories oh my
L aughter ringing out thoughout the day
I' d have been a fool if I had not visited today
D eck The Halls one among the many songs being sung
A lways in the hearts of all today is baby Jesus
Y ou can feel the love for one another always
S inging praises to and about Jesus as we wish all "Happy Holidays"
Holiday Acrostic Challenge for Francine Roberts
Carol Ann Brown
1st Place Winner
Copyright © Carol Sunshine Brown | Year Posted 2011
Copyright © faleshia murphy | Year Posted 2010
C heating can ruin a
H appy marriage
E specially when there is
A lienation of affection
T hat deals with someone’s
E motions and can
R uin your love forever.
Copyright © Kelly Zakerski | Year Posted 2010
I s a child to be heard?
N o one answers, as usual. The silence is slowly killing me.
S orrow, misunderstanding and these mourning memories,
I s this the way it is supposed to be? Since that fateful day, I have been a
G irl, lost in a whirl of tragic past, calamitous present and the fear of having no future,
N ever have I known what "family", "friends" or "fiends" mean, for
I have never made or heard of any.
F or I am thirteen, just as inconsequential as a dwarf planet, amongst boundless galaxies.
I live in misery, why won't anyone listen to me? I may be young, but I
C an converse, listen and see, and I
A m as normal as you are. So why
N ot give me a chance to prove myself?
C an you ever give me a listening
E ar? Is a child to be heard?
Copyright © Ashley Ho | Year Posted 2012
When I was only five
Heard mommy always's say
Angel keep being naughty and you won't make it to
Entry for Adam Hapworth's
Captcha Acrostic Contest
Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2013
Yesterday can never come again.
All my family were together then.
My memories are beckoning, and I want to be where
Troubles in that place I know as yesterday
Seemed to always melt away
Far into my past -
Away, so far away, I wish to flee.
Now I face the future.
It brings to me a feeling which
Seems a little bit like dread
As all the new uncertainties swirl inside my head.
Though I still have family and many lovely friends,
They’re in a world their own, apart from mine.
Here am I, in my own little world, and
To the very end, this is where I’ll
Oh, my memories! In golden moments loved ones shine!
I long for that togetherness, the joy that I
Believe is only found
In family because our worlds were not divided then.
Yesterday, why can’t you come again?
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
Mountains crumble no more to be
Oceans of woe since you left me
Thunder rolls and my heart it breaks
Humbly life ends, my soul it quakes
Everlasting grief with no mend
Reminds me daily, it will not bend
Inconceivable, this pain I bear
My love's not gone, together we'll share
In lasting glory at Jesus' feet
Serenity and grace, oh how sweet
Salvation unites on heaven's shore
Yesterday's gone, tomorrow brings more
Only a moment in time we wait
Until we meet at heaven's gate
Copyright © kanzazy hutchins | Year Posted 2009
Emotional scars that never heal
Copyright © Sierra Arnold | Year Posted 2010
Great people are raised here;
Raul is the poet of his town,
And he's an uncle of mine.
Courageous with his pen;
Everyone knows his name.
Motionless by the tree,
On top of his famous hill.
Nothing stops the writing of,
The poet of Gracemont.
Dedicated to my uncle Raul Moreno
for his undying love of Gracemont.
Copyright © Daniel Neal | Year Posted 2009
Happy is the family who makes a house a home,
One that holds within its walls, all those special
Moments of love and rich laughter shared with
Everyone who crosses through our opened door.
Sanctuary of comfort that welcomes me home,
Whether I've been away for one day or a year.
Elegantly furnished it may not appear to some
Eyes, but as sweet as honey, it always is to me.
Thankful am I, to have a home to call my own.
Haven of refuge it's been. I pray God keeps me safe
On days of physical, emotional, and spiritual storms.
May I never forget that my home is a blessing that
Enfolds my family beneath the strength of its eaves.
January 29, 2016 Home Sweet Home Acrostic Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016
Ever thoughtful and kind, you rejuvenate my days
Making me laugh and smile with your ever shining rays
In truth, you are amazing, so cheerful and so bright
Like a mind-boggling revelation, I can see a new light
I often find myself wondering why we never spoke before
Economics was rather boring, but we found an open door!
Dependently, I discovered one sun inside this darkened place
Invariably I understand that there is good within disgrace
Caught inside the pains of life, your positivity has a power
Kept away from fear and sadness, you sweeten what is sour
I cannot describe in mere words how much I appreciate you
Now I reach into the dark to find something so new
Somehow I will show the world what you have done for me
Onwards into friendship, our light they will surely see
Never forget that you are awesomtastically brilliant, Emilie!
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2012
Mothers are truly God’s gift to the world and really for us
Oh, they will put things out, even a fuss with a simple touch
The essence of their being prevents us from being in a rush
Hear their words of wisdom and one will learn very much
Even as drivers they shift gears without scraping the clutch
Resting a child’s head, they simmer a cry with such a hush
Saving grace, loving us dearly like a hand with a royal flush
Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2006
T Though, it officially comes just once a year,
H Halleluejah! We should be thankful year long.
A Allowing others to gather near,
N not just for one day and then be gone.
K Keeping love within our hearts,
S sending our prayers of thanks, daily to God above.
G Graciously sharing our bounty in part,
I inviting the homeless and little lost doves.
V Vast, should be our generosity,
I instead of ignoring, so deliberate.
N Nothing else helps your soul to feel, so completely.
G Giving a helping hand and hope, to those less fortunate.
D Don't be fooled into thinking, you can't make a difference.
A As you sit down with a few family and friends,
Y you could have been some ones deliverance
For Thanksgiving Day contest
inspired by Dane Ann Smith Johnsen
Copyright © Paula Swanson | Year Posted 2010
Tis’ the season born of love
He was born up in a stall
Enjoy the gift’s you receive
Christ, the greatest gift of all
Hope is what he offered us
Redemption for our sins
I know that I have been set free
Salvation from within
Tis’ the season born of love
Merry Christmas to all
Amazing grace we have received
So lets answer the call
Giving is the greatest gift
If given from the heart
Follow yours and you shall receive
The gift that never parts
I know that times are tough but please
remember that many families are much
less fortunate than us. Many families will
turn to homeless shelters for they have
no where else to go. Their are many ways
to help and the rewards are priceless. The
gift of giving is truly the gift of love.
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2009
H onored I am to know you Harry
A favorite poet to me you are
R ight at the top of my poet family
R ise you do enter and win contests
Y orkshire man married and a father
H umor is surely your forte' sir
O h how I wish to be so clever
R emember our years at PoetrySoup
S eems we became family overnight
M aking history year after year
A nd I hope for many more years to come
N ow I dedicate this poem to you as your Christmas gift
For:"Gift Exchange" contest of P.D.
Carol Brown ~ 2011
3rd Place Winner
Copyright © Carol Sunshine Brown | Year Posted 2011
under a tree family stories fell to me
next to my uncle the world was opened wide
combatting smiles and tears he told them carefully
little ears are delicate through mayhem suicide
ever watching for my mom, who’d stop him in mid stride
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2013
T wo buildings once stood tall
W hen one day they would fall.
I n the sky the planes flew
N ot knowing what they'd do.
T oo many people died
O n that day we all cried.
W hat happened no one knew
E xtreme anger just grew.
R emembering the fear
S o keep your families near.
Copyright © Kelly Zakerski | Year Posted 2009
L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way
C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord
D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story
A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people
C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer,
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved
Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2009
R aring to go on my first family road trip
O nward bound to cross the ocean by ship
A tlantic ocean a remarkable vista to behold
D riving with my family traveling the open road
T urmoil and tension inevitably begins to erupt
R aging tempers flare as our parents get abrupt
I nnocent children witness the beginnings of divorce
P arents should ask for directions when lost and off course.
Kim Merryman's Road Trip Contest.
Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane | Year Posted 2013
C hristmas is always in our hearts
H appily we remember as we gather
R round our table for the feast
I nto each others hands we hold
S miling and giving thanks for our blessings
T ogether once again praising all that is sacred
M others fathers sisters brothers lovers friends
A ll bowing our heads
S ilently in remembrance of his birthday...
Copyright © Sharon Ruebel | Year Posted 2011
F orever and always
A lways be there for you
M y hero who turns my frown upside right
I want to spend time with you
L ove is in the air
Y our companion
Copyright © Maylin Wongjarupun | Year Posted 2013
Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children
Copyright © Amy Rose | Year Posted 2013
19 December 2010
C ircle band of lights indicating halo
H alo of hope to continue the whole year round
R ound in shape flows youthful spirit to ingest
I ngesting strong hold to never separate
S eparation comes when leaves fall and lights taken
T aken from ancestors to mundify
M undify a sagging spirit in a genial abask
A bask we get skylight kindling satisfaction
S atisfaction to be God’s creation in this world
W orld as a whole is the people in raceme
R aceme with flowers on stalks that entwine
E ntwine fresh wounds to heal and feel amorous
A morous display in every life’s threshold
T hreshold for welcoming visitors every hour
H ours countdown soon will be Christmas and New Year to share to everyone
Merry Christmas to all.
Copyright © Noel Villarosa | Year Posted 2010
Sometimes I sit in wonder,
All the stories
I so fondly
Remember from Uncle
Walter; telling me
About his experiences during WWII, oh so many
There were so many stories of considerable note but
Only the ones where he danced with many of
Those movie “starlets” at the
“Hollywood Canteen” still brings joy to my heart for him.
Each time he was there, many of those beautiful women
Sought his handsome and genteel 6’4” company on the dance floor.
Then out of the hundreds of G.I’s on the dance floor,
Ava Gardner ran up to him saying “Hello Walter, I saw you when you came in the door!”
Receiving a permanent war disability and never married, Walter made it to 2011.
Somehow, I want to believe Walter and Ava are now dancing on the stairway to heaven.
By John Trusty for the acrostic, “stairway to the stars” contest.
This a true story about the second of many more times Walter danced with Ava Gardner at the “Hollywood Canteen.” Walter must have been one hell of a memorable dancer.
Copyright © John Trusty | Year Posted 2012
Still sacrificing needs for us on altars that surround your heart.
Unwavering your love and patience raising the two gifts from him.
Suspended hope in burden when life’s hooks come to tear you apart.
A saving faith beyond the sunset of your life as it fades dim.
Now left a man, to know the best in me, my mother did impart.
Contest: Acrostic on Mother’s Day
Sponsor: Tammy Reams
Form: Acrostic: Iambic Octameter
Grateful to God and my mother. A blessing I didn’t and will never deserve. A love upon me that I can’t fully comprehend.
Copyright © rob carmack | Year Posted 2015
M y mother died when I was fifteen months old
O h how my heart hurt when I called her so bold
T o heaven her soul did soar_ leaving her children
H ere on this earth, with lives now so totally barren
E each day I wonder why so young she had to go
R easons I will never know in this life though
S atan did his work in destroying family
D evil stirred the father to drink, compulsorily
E aten away was his heart from the loss; Granny
A ttended five children's needs, extra for baby
T o family members word was spread_ youngest given
H ome by adoptive family; but this for child heaven
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2011
M iracle baby boy
I' m being called
R elief for my parents
A s I am growing and doing fine
C loser to entering the world
L ove is flowing like water
E verywhere in our home right now
B ut I am ready to leave this small space
A nd be held by my mommy and daddy
B y and by I will feel hugs and kisses
Y et another miracle I am from God above
Written for: Debbie Guzzi's "Give Thanks" Contest
Received Honorable Mention
After years of trying and losing, after being told they would never have
a child of their own...A Miracle happened.
We constantly give thanks for our little guy.
Entry for P.D.'s A Poem You Wrote This Week Contest
Copyright © Carol Sunshine Brown | Year Posted 2011
K isses blown across the room
A rms filled with Teddy Bear
R esting secure in mother's love
T rutst and delight are there
E nters the world of slumber
R est, dream sweet dreams dream
Written, Thursday, June 06, 2013
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow, and Forever!
Copyright © Kirstie Fontes | Year Posted 2007